Blood Stained Brotherhood

The air wreaked of rotten flesh and rigor mortis. Thousands of corpses provided a blanket for the grass hills bearing uniforms of green, black and red. Flies buzzed their little wings joining the maggots in feast. The moonlight gave a turquoise hue to the surrounding fog and trees. Afar from this massacre stood a stallion trying to process what he is perceiving. After he had taken in what layed before him, he swiftly darted the direction he came.

The stallion ran out from the woodland through a small village. Which turned into a city and then finally meeting castle gates as he ran. Flags with spades hung from posts painted black and green. The gates stood 50 feet above the ground entirely forged from stainless steel and iron. Two towers stood on either sides of the gate.

"Halt! Who goes there!" Demanded a guard.

"I am the royal messenger you turd. You know who I am and this is really important so let me in!"

"Okay! Okay! don't bite my head off Lazarus. I was just having some fun... " The guard looked up and hit his spear on the ground three times signaling another guard. The gate descended as sounds of chains raddled and wood creaked. Lazarus dashed through the entrance into the castle and headed from the Prince's quarters.

"Spam, spam, spam... seriously who is writing all this spam Debra!"the prince asked.

"I'm just the royal accountant sir." Debra replied.

~KNOCK~KNOCK~KNOCK~KNOCK~KNOCK~KNOCK~

"I'm coming, I'm coming."

The Prince opened the door to find the messenger. The Prince has a dark green mane, eyes and jet black fur coat and is a unicorn. A emerald crown rests on his head with blue rubies engraved on each side and a dark blue collar wrapped around his neck. A spade outlined with neon green was his cutie mark. Him and his brother weren't to big on high class atire and only wore a crown to show for his role in this castle.

"Oh great, more spam?"

"No, this is serious! The entire Division you sent to the eastern front has been wiped out."

"Debra could you excuse us for a moment?" asked the prince in a happy yet dull tone

"Thanks dear..." he said as she exited the room.

"What do you mean"

"I mean, everyone is dead. A massacre. Bloodshed. Vendetta. Must I draw a picture?"

The Prince contemplated while seemly staring at nothing on the floor.

"Vendetta." he repeated to himself.

"Nothing stands between us and the Eastern front. What are we to do?"  Lazarus question hysterically.

"Get a hold of my brother. I'm going to need some help"

Lazarus immediately began his trek and sprinted out of the castle. The Prince, Jacob, just stood their trying to soak in everything that he just heard. This was something that almost never happened considering how well trained his soilders are. The Raven Empire wouldn't even exist if it wasn't for their large numbers.

Jacob went and gathered all his high ranking officers and officials up at his meeting room. After His brother, Capstan, arrived he informed collection of officers, allies and officials of the tragedy. They seemed to take it pretty well, at least from what Jake could see. Capstan looked almost just like Jacob only he had a blue mane,eyes and wore a green collar ad blue crown. After all they were twins. Only he had a neon blue outline of a diamond on his flank rather than a spade.

"So how are we going to approach this?" Asked Capstan.

"Well... we can't just send another Division like we already did, that would be plain stupid and we cant afford to lose another division." Jacob Stated.

"Maybe we can fortify the living shit out of the eastern front, I'm not talking about giant forts but small pill boxes trenches and barriers and such, to gives us the upper hand. W got the money and resources for it." blurted out one of the Field Marshals.

"Throw in some artillery and archers rather than all infantry and mages" Blurted out another.

"One problem though, that could take a week at east to finish." Said Jacob.

"Unless you have any other ideas that's just the risk we are going to have to take." said the same Field Marshal.

The Prince just thought for a minute as the silence pierced everyone else's thoughts.

"How many stallion are trained and ready for battle?"

"Exactly 28,000 are ready for combat sire." said a random officer.

"How many did we lose at hay hills?"

"Estimated at about 15,000 we're lost sire" said the same officer.

"Capstan, what do you think?" asked Jacob

"Well" He looked around at the other officers expressions. "I think it's pretty good plan."

"That settles it then. Gather Engineers and resources, I'll have my royal accountant take care of money problems. Capstan? Hello!"

"Huh? Oh sorry I tend to daydream..."

"Yeah I know,  now do your job as Prince of the Diamond Kingdom."

"goh! -cough cough- that smells horrid and now my hooves are all dirty." said a worker as he dragged the corpses to a wagon.

"Your mom smells horrid" said his partner

"Shut up bonehead. Can't believe I have to do this. This is work for wretched excuses of equine like you."

"Aww is mister pretty pony a yellow belly" taunted the other worker.

The stallion growled and then tackled his partner and began to fight. Just as soon as the brawl started it ended at the sound of laughter. The two stopped where they were to see a eavesdropping worker laughing at the whole scene.

"what's s funny" scowled the first worker.

"Oh nothing, I just love a good ounce of your guys' stupidity in the morning. It feels me with great deals of joy." he said as he threw a corpse into a wagon.

"I still think it's total bull I have to do this kinda soul wrenching work."

"oh boo-hoo community service is what you get for your tax fraud. You should be grateful you didn't get a few years imprisoned at the dungeon,  you ungrateful sack of shit."

"I ought-ah-

"WHY ARE YOU RATS JUST SITTING AROUND? YOU CAN HAVE YOUR PILLOW TALK AFTER YOU HAVE FINISHED YOUR HOURS OF COMMUNITY SERVICE!"A guard interrupted who came out of virtually nowhere. They all sighed and continued dragging corpses to wagons. Hundreds of convicts were sent to work.Workers were clearing the dead bodies laying bricks forming pill boxes and walls with trenches full of spikes at the bottom and putting grass-like tarps over them. They about 1/5 of the way threw by the end of first day.

It was real quiet to. Scouts have been set out to find anything further out east deeper in the timberland but found nothing. This was odd because from what Jacob and Capstan have learned about the Raven Empire is when they attack they constantly send brigades after brigades of soilders for weeks on out. The division was last heard from two days earlier before a messenger was sent out to check up on things.

It was all confusing Jacob for he was still considerably young and hasn't experienced everything there is to experience.Everything he delt with was either simple or short lived. That will all soon change.