Survival of the Fittest

"Wait," I said. "You just brought us here to help you fight?! Why should we?! We're just teenagers!"

"But," Luna interrupted. "Our forces are untrained in heavy combat, for the most part. You two have superior technology, and can handle yourselves in combat. In addition, you can impact their morale, you can cause fear among their ranks." When she said this, Greg began to laugh, and I just stared at her, my facial expression saying 'Are you fucking kidding me, bitch?'

"How can two teens be better than grown men? It makes no sense, whatsoever." Greg chimed in.

"We haven't had a war in over 1000 years." Celestia replied.

"Well, if that's the case, we accept, we really don't want to go back home." Greg said, sighing in defeat.

"You didn't really have a choice."

"We could have shot ourselves," I offered, earning gasps from everyone present. "What? It's true, we would have done it in a heartbeat. Why does everypony look so shocked? Oh god... I'm already going native, aren't I?"

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"May we see your guard force?" Greg asked, trying to lighten the mood. The princesses nodded, and they lead us into the throne room. She commanded one of the guards to assemble the whole force, and within five minutes, every guard was present. They all shouldered their respective weapons, an snapped to attention, lined up in neat rows. I felt as if something was out of place, and examined each of the guards, looking into their eyes. Some looked scared, others looked confident. I walked back to the center of the room, and pointed to three guards.

"You three! Yes you! Sit in front of me." Although hesitantly, they obeyed, sitting on their haunches, in a neat row, three meters away from me. "Take off your helmets." Everyone in the room was confused by now, wondering why I was doing this. "Do you smell that, everypony? I smell..." I trailed off, for dramatic effect. "Spies!" With that, I drew my 1911, and shot all three of them, in rapid succession. Their corpses thudded to the floor, disappearing into masses of green flames, only to leave the bodies of three dead changelings. Everyone was too shocked to speak, either from the fact that I just shot three changelings, or that there were spies among their ranks.

"H-How did you know they were imposters?!" Celestia said, speechless.

"If you observed their movements, they were slower than the rest, and looked around, as if to check if they were doing the right thing. They may be untrained in combat, but that doesn't mean they are undisciplined. Also, I saw a flash of green in their eyes." I explained, getting a nod from the princesses.

"We must check everypony! Have everypony undergo scanning before returning to their posts. Also, search the castle for the missing stallions. Move it!" Said Celestia.

"This is most troubling news, sister," Luna said, worried. "They are closer to home than we thought."

With that, she dismissed everyone, and I decided to head back to my room.