Mike Smith's Point of view.

I was standing by the Princess, waiting for Dashie. It was not quite as much as a royal wedding, but it was twenty percent cooler than most weddings on earth. It was also so far much like a Cristian wedding. Only instead of a priest it was royalty.

Where is she? I was starting to get worried. A familiar tune played, ending my worries. I looked down the isle. Oh my god...She looks beyond Beautiful in that dress. Then again, Dashie always has been beautiful. On her side of the platform that I was on, was her friends, including the newly revived Princess Twilight Sparkle, and Dashie's sworn sister, Scootaloo. Then Dashie stepped onto to the platform.

"Fillies and Gentlecolts, We are gathered here to celebrate the marriage of General Rainbow Dash and Specialist Mike Smith. Mike Smith, Do you accept Rainbow Dash as your wife?" Princess Celestia started the ceremony.

"I do, With all my heart." I said, so everypony can hear me. Dashie smiled at that.

"Rainbow Dash, Do you accept Mike Smith as your husband?"

"I do, With all my soul." Dashie said, just as loud. Now I think I was blushing. Dashie is so sweet.

"Then, You may kiss the bride." Celestia said, looking at me. Me and Dashie kissed, and the crowd went wild.

Rainbow Dash's Point of view

The party was great. There was dancing, Pinkie Pie made a wedding cake, and Applejack brought a lot of cider. But best of all, I got to be with my new husband, Mikey. I was so happy that I get to be with him forever, or at least until he dies, again. Celestia had told us he can only be revived once, and the same goes to everypony. Even though this is our wedding, Mikey was afraid of something.

"Hey honey. You seem worried about something. What is it?" I asked.

"One of the guards went into the bathroom when the wedding began. He hasn't came out since." He said, in a worried tone.

"Which restroom?"

"The guard was a stallion. Take a guess. I am going to check it out." And so he did.

"Nice weddin' RD." Complimented Applejack from behind me.

"Thanks, Apple-" I was cut off by a few gunshots coming from the restrooms. I immediately zoomed over to the restrooms. I kicked open the door to see Mikey had his M9 out, and was holding his arm in pain. The side of Mikey's gun was locked back, so he fired all of the rounds. I looked at what he shot to see an insurgent, dead on the floor by the body of one of the guards.

"Dashie, I am hit." He said, before dropping the M9. One of the stalls burst open, and we just ran. Five gunshots rang out, and Mikey fell down with a thud. I looked behind me, and stared in horror at an insurgent holding Mikey by the neck, using him as a shield. My heart sank in my chest. The insurgent pulled the hammer back on his revolver, that was leveled with Mikey's head.

"Move and he dies!" He yelled at us. "And drop your weapons." With that all of the guards dropped their guns. The insurgent took a deep breath and bashed Mikey in the head with the revolver, and ran off with him.

"NO!" I yelled, and went after them. The insurgent turned around and fired a shot at me, which hit me in the wing. He went to shoot me again, but the gun clicked, so he threw it at me. I looked up and saw the insurgent got away with Mikey.

"No...No...N-no..." I whimpered and got to my hooves. I ran after them. But I had lost them. I began to cry. I noticed a truck ride off in the distance, and I ordered some soldiers to go after it.

Author's Note

Another cliffhanger.