Orbital Friendship Station: Delta

"It's time to head to station Delta, there are some rebels that have found there way onto the station and have killed almost everyone there. This is a dangerous mission. Do not die." I read on the small tablet mounted on the wall of the small pod I am in.

I used my hoof to press the begin countdown button. The pod began to shake as the engines powered up. I looked out the pod at my squad to confirm they were ready, a quick nod from each of them and the countdown began... 5 ... 4...3...2...1. A loud boom sound followed by a steady loud humming from the back of the pod and we were off to the Delta Friendship Station.

One hour later we made it to the station, the pods connected to the station and the doors slid open. We all stormed out into the hallway finding the nearest cover and looking out for traps. I ordered 3 troops to check out the room to the left. They stormed in covering the room. They were about to give it the all clear when they were all gunned down by a ceiling turret. One of them ran out of the room who had been shot 6 times in the side. We called for the medic, but he was only able to do so much. He died 3 minutes later. The security systems were now being controlled by the enemy. I told our technician, Twilight Sparkle, to find a panel and try to e cut the power. We would have no light, but the turrets would be shut down as well. We then went into the same room. That turret showed no mercy. The troops were torn about. We took there dog tags and looked for ammo and extra supplies. We didn't expect this, not at all. We had three troops dead... there were seven to begin with.

We began down the hallway being very careful for any rooms or areas with power. We weren't thinking when we cut the power. Twilight had remembered we had no way off the station without power. We didn't care at the time, so we continued down the hall way until we saw something we would have nightmares about. On the wall were ponies held to the wall by harpoons. Blood was splattered on the wall. After Twilight and some others had thrown up, we were about to leave when.... One them blinked. I turned and stared into her eyes. She managed to say "Help... m-me" slow with a pained voice. She reach for my gun, then pointed to her own head. I took aim... I didn't want to do it... but she was done for. I closed my eyes, looked away... and squeezed my magic on the trigger of the pistol. BANG! The other troops looked at the corpse as I shot it. I waled about from the pony signaling the rest of the troops to follow. This was the worst mission i've ever been on... were these even rebels?