Fall of Equestria just a kid

Death is One of those thing you can't avoid but, it can be a chance for a new beginning. Wen I awoke I thought hell would be better then this. I saw ponies havering sex in the middle of the street. Now I saw the first session of the my little pony show but, it wasn't like this. Wen I tried to get up on my feet I could not. I felt like all my toes were bunched together. I got to my hooves and started walking. I went to the nearest pony and asked a question.

"Um excuse me but ware is the nearest library?" I asked

"Go to that tree. That's the library." The Stalin replayed

I went to the library thinking I could get a book on this worlds low. If I could then I mite be aedile to blend in then fight it. Oh I'm sarry I didn't say anything about me. I'm 16 and now I'm a pegasus with a green cote and a light green and blue mane. I walked to the library door and nocked. After a few minutes of watering spike opened the door. He smiled and opened the door wider.

"Hello I'm spike can I help you?" Spike asked me

I nodded my head "yes you can spike do you have any books about equestrian law?" I asked

"Why yes we do." He said with a inquisitive look. "Post or pre fall?" Spike asked

"Post I said. Not knowing what the"fall" was. He handed me a book and said its do in three weeks. I thanked him and left. I walked out to the edge of the everfree florist. I lied down and began to read the book.

* Every stallion  must fuck his mares to have them be his own.

*  Mares must  do whatever thar masters tell them to do

* the caraboo made these new law and in part equistrea beder

Now for the callers

There are essentially 4 different types of collars:

Silver: These collars mark mares that are yet to be determined as Red or Black. Most mares don't wear this collar after the first few months of the fall.

Red: A female wearing this is willing and wants to be used by males. The collar itself is comfortable and messages the neck.

Black: Worn by unwilling mares that see their violation as rape. The collar is enchanted to sting the wearer and cause pain, but it seems that mares adapt to it over time.

Purple: this is worn by mares that have gone insane from their abuse, or have other mental problems. It isn't too far from a red collar otherwise.

That was all Cole needed to read. He know these caraboo needed to go down. And Cole was going make that happen.

The next day

After a good night sleep.