Fallout Equestria: A New Hope

An Introduction is in Order

War has never changed, even as it overtook the enchanted lands of Equestria.

Once known for the friendships and peace apparent across all it's soil, Equestria soon fell to darkness. Some time had passed since the return of Princess Luna, -the former Nightmare Moon-, and greed, fear, and deception took hold as natural resources ebbed. And, within the blink of an eye, one moment changed the land's fate. Blood was spilt across it's hallowed grounds as neighbors took up arms in fear and anger, leading to a war that would just be a precursor to the sorrows and trials to come. The end of Equestria was nigh, and there was little anyone could do to stop it.

At the zenith of the war, a form of magic was created to save lives and ease the suffering wrought by prior transgressions. This magic became known as 'Megaspells'. By focusing and concentrating a basic spell through an underlying framework it's effects could reach phenomenal levels. This power had the potential to stop the war, and it did.

The corrupted and warring powers used these Megaspells to eradicate the opposing sides, a mass genocide that would leave the lands of Equestria scarred and tainted for centuries to come. As Balefire rained from the sky, it tore through the land cleansing everything in a holy blaze. Ponykind had nearly been stamped out, their souls fading into the ambience that swathed the lands. Clouds covered the sky, thrusting the world into a darkness that voiced silence...

... But all was not as it had seemed to be. The prophesied apocalypse that had ensued would just become a prologue for another blood ridden chapter in pony history. To avoid the complete extinction of Ponykind, enormous underground bunkers known as 'Stables' were crafted. Inside Ponies could take shelter from the ensuing chaos above, they could survive. Those who emerged from their Stables were met with a hellish landscape, the Wasteland that had once been known as Equestria.

In the case of Stable 16, once hellfire rained down from the blue ocean that hung above, Ponies took shelter within, locking shut the magically infused behemoth steel door, never to be reopened. As the old saying goes, 'You were born inside a coffin of steel deep beneath the soil above, and you will live your life only to fade to ash within the 16th Stable'...

Or so they thought.

Fallout Equestria: A New Hope