Loyalty and War

Four years ago I lived in Manehatten working as a mechanic for the hybrid carts the ponies would create from the parts humans sent from Earth, what else could an eighteen year old graduate do when he saw college as a big fucking waste of time?  Why should I waste eighteen more years of my life learning more bullshit when they could have just sent students to some bigger school and ‘officially’ graduate at grade fifty instead of twelve? Alas everyone was too brainwashed or tired to care but when a planet drifted into Earth’s orbit without destroying both worlds, why would I hide behind my races’ fear of being the only living species in the universe?

On April 15 2016, I turn on the news to find that princess Luna is announcing that she is creating her own nation… one that welcomes all races to coexist and deals with their problems through the decisions of elected politicians instead of having a single ruler decide for or against some bullshit complaint from biased (if not racist) advisors, I’ve met my share of racist equines but looking back on each encounter even I was skeptical.

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“What does any of this a have to do with the files?”  The mare sighs, the captain walks toward the prisoner ready to listen to the abridged version of the files but the mare raises her hand… even with his commanding title she is the one in control.  The prisoner leans back then refills his mug.

“Well Ms. De Lis, you wanted to hear everything there is on these files and I will tell you now that this all started when your solar princess decided to send me back to my pisshole of a home world.”

The air begins to shift, the mare’s eyes widen and the captain breaks into a cold sweat.

“How do you-“she begins.

“Fleur de Lis… Celestia’s BEST interrogator, the only interrogator who doesn’t torture soldiers within an inch of their life whether they’re pony or human and is able to calm them down before they are given a slow and painful death… when you work with the Changelings, you find that the most dangerous weapon in war is what you know about your enemy, from their occupation to their rack size. Now… back to the task at hand.”

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Although Celestia didn’t protest to baby sister’s announcement, she may have been threatened by the idea of splitting the territories. Four months later she declared war on Luna and since my species wasn’t involved with the conflict, Celestia and the U.N. decided it would be safer if humans not part of the Solar army were sent back to earth… whether we wanted to or not and when some fanatics started to revolt, giving Celestia the reason to enact marshal law.

Because I lived in the more undesirable part of Manehatten, the ‘relocation’ agents took longer to find me and when they did, they treated me like a serial killer despite the evidence that I didn’t want anything to do with this war.   It was on December 25th that I was ‘scheduled’ for deportation, I had my fair share of the cities festivities so I trekked three blocks in a blizzard to board a subway tram I didn’t care where it was going but being underground was enough to sober me up enough to react to agents crashing through the window and knocking me out with one too many stun spells.  I woke up and found my legs chained to the floor of a bus, I looked out the window to see the blizzard was getting worse seeing as how it was the end of the line I put my ear to the window to hear the harsh winds and feel the cold glass when the cage at the door slid open.

“Well, Well, Well. Look who’s awake-” A mare shouted.

Rainbow Dash… the Element of Loyalty with the ego to trump a spoiled wealthy daughter, it wasn’t so much of a surprise since all the Wonderbolts WERE wrapped around Celestia’s finger. I looked outside the window to avoid her until she grabbed my throat and turned my head toward her as she wrapped her thighs around my chest.

“-Another monkey who decided to play neutral and suck on Equestria’s cock in order to stay out of the war, y’know we always give most of you a chance to think things over before we send you through the portal and since you’re a grease monkey, you’ll fit right in with our-”

“LIEUTENET DASH!!” another mare shouted making Rainbow Dash fly back to the front.

I tried looking back out the window when the same mare cleared her throat, I looked back and clad in the skintight Wonderbolt uniform with a firehawk was their commanding officer Spitfire who decided to take a more… softer approach.

“This seat taken?” she asked, my guess was she was trying to help me ignore the fact I was in chains so I raised my arms showing her the shackles.

“I see the military training killed most of your humor” I growled.

“Would you have preferred if Dashie raped you into joining?” she scoffed then slid next to me.

I looked into her deep orange eyes “Depression killed my sense of humor and helped me figure out that life is just an ever turning shit grinder, then it decided to let another planet drift into Earth’s orbit, I may not understand the entirety of planet mass and orbit but I do know that Earth should have been destroyed, then when my race made the bridge between planets I thought moving here was a way to move out of the grey filter sure I had to deal with more racism than I grew up around, but at least I didn’t have to deal with greedy, religious, hypocrites. Now I have to deal with bullshit patriotism all over again while being force to leave the only real home I have so you tell me Commandant, do you really want me in the ‘Illustrious Solar military’?”

Before Spitfire could answer, a bright light flashed and I only had enough time to see her eyes shrink and the sound of screaming metal filled the air, I grabbed the back of my neck and ducked under the glass when a massive force hit the bus I blacked out and found myself hanging upside down, the emergency door was ripped open and a SWAT truck was backing towards it a unicorn wearing navy blue body armor walked into the bus aimed a gun at me and fired… I felt the bullet scrape passed me and hit something solid.

“Nice Going Buck! You just killed Spitfire! Now all the Wonderbolts will go AWOL just so they can skin us alive” a Pegasus mare shouted taking a bolt cutter to the chains while a green magic aura carried me into the SWAT truck.