Years ago, our world burned. But now, we thrive, we prosper, or so it seems. Ponies have lost the ability to gain cutie marks naturally, so the Union artificially makes them and implants them with a computer chip. When I turn thirteen I will get Marked, and in turn gain freedom. But the Union lies. Deaths regarding the Marks have been occurring. And in a week's time I will have no choice but to be Marked, and instead of gaining freedom, lose it.

NOTE: I marked this story 2nd person cuz there are SOME 2nd-person parts. The whole story is NOT 2nd person, however.