The Great Equestrian War

Unknown, Equestria, June 1914

Speed stumbled out of the forest and towards the bombarded town, he followed a small trail of hoof prints leading into the former Ponyville. He soon came across what used to be a farm and he smacked into the wall of a destroyed barn. The barn seemed to be a mix of a house and a barn so he crashed into the locked door. The door fell inwards with Speed along with it this made the rest of his body painfull too he hopelessly smashed into things looking for bandages. He saw a book on the counter which he picked up and stuffed into his saddle bag swiftly happening it might contain info about the town. Besides the Barn area it seemed intact as he leaned against the wall upstairs. He opened one of the doors.

*SMACK*

Speed wailed after being greeted in the room with a hoof to his right cheek then darkness.

He woke up with not only blood on his forehead but his side from when he opened the door and his face where he was hit. He began to hear hoofsteps outside the door and the jangling of a key opening the lock and a pony walking in,

"Are you alone?" Demanded a pony with a country accent, Speed was petrified and failed to answer,

"I said ARE YOU ALONE?!" The pony screamed. Speed tried to move however was stopped by ropes securing him to a bed,

"That ain't gonna help ya," the voice became restless as the tone was razed.

*CRACK*

"AHHH!"

A pain began to swell on his chest and a red mark began to appear on his chest as the pony came beyond the doorway. Speeds eyes darted around the room trying desperately to find some means to help him escape,

*CRACK*

The rope came down again but harder this time, a reason why Speed was more scared was because looking outside it was night time which made it beer implacable to identify his captor.

"LOOK AT ME WHEN I TALK TO YOU!" Shouted the pony now at the foot of the bed,

"NO ONE IS WITH ME!" Sobbed Speed now in great pain

"No pony?" Echoed his captor

"I'll deal with you in the morning," said the earthpony sternly,

"WAIT YOU CAN'T LE-" shouted Speed only to be interrupted by a needle being jabbed into him "lea... leave m.. leave," He was cut off by his body giveing in to the drugs shot into him. As his eyes closed he opened his mouth to try to force out he sentence.

When the drugs wore off he realized his bindings had been removed. He was bandaged and he had felt worse last night than he did now, he tip toed towards the door and opened it slowly he stumbled grabbing on to a banister and grasped it to stop him falling down the dark stairs as it was early morning. When he reached the bottom his heart skipped a beat thair in front of him was a adult pony with a cowboy style hat on covering her face. Speed saw across the room his stuff, everything apart from the gun but he didn't care he would be issued a new one when he got there. After a while starting at the orange pony he began to believe he was asleep. She was surrounded by bags and bags of he could get but decided it was to dangerous he steeped to his stuff and turned around to take one last laugh at her stupidity however what he saw was not a stupid farm pony but his gun,

"Get on the ground!" She began seeming quite calm,

"Today just isn't my day," he sighed to himself as he got on the floor,  "care to at least tell me your name?"

"Applejack," she said as a voice of another pony came down the stairs and then 2 more ponies came after the young females voice. After about 5 minutes the whole family was their and one of them came over angrily a big red pony slammed him into the counter then looked to him face to face. What he saw was a battered up solider who came across his home, the pony dropped him then walked back to Applejack,

"Now I'm gonna asked you a few questions and your gonna answer them," she said calmly,

"Question number 1 are you alone?" She asked slightly move her head to each window marketing sure no one was outside

"Yes,"  speed answered bluntly

"Will you leave?" She asked scared as she gave over the gun,

"Yes," Speed took the gun put on and got his things and left for the door he paused in the doorway turning to the family

"Goodbye" he said leavening and he knew exactly we're he was going, The Trenches