Field Agent Deckard Shaw

Imperial TIB Field Agent

Basement of the Headquarters of Regal Magazine, Lower Canterlot, Equestria

“You and your group have really done it now. Why would you even attack Ponyville?”

Agent Shaw drank from his cup of tea and looked at Lord Fancy Pants who sat across the table. They were in the basement of the hq of a company he owns.

“Wasn’t my idea. With Pavlov gone, we were still debating whether I or Walker take the helm.” Shaw said.

“So what happened?”

Shaw leaned closer to the unicorn noble.

“Lets just say, we had new additions who immediately took control. I’m still up there, but there’s someone bigger than me. More brutal and more ambitious than Viktor. He and his lieutenants are gonna wanna know you in case they have to contact you.”

“Can I get their names then?” Fancy Pants asked as he took out a notebook and pencil.

“They go by codenames. They’re pretty secretive.”

“Like you?”

“Funny. Ok, the big guy goes by the codename ‘Warlord’. His commanders go by the codenames ‘Boom Boom’ or ‘Beastmaster’, he has two codenames, ‘Widow’ or ‘Gamemaster’, two codenames as well, then ‘Coyote’, ‘Wizard’, ‘Eagle’, ‘Dhatri’ which is spelled D-h-a-t-r-i, ‘Brute’, ‘Yama’ spelled Y-a-m-a, ‘Buff’, ‘Mad Dog’, ‘Perun’ spelled P-e-r-u-n, ‘Pirate’, ‘Prophet’, and ‘Mirage’.

Everyone in their group has codenames but these are the ones you should worry about. They all have a lot of blood in their hands and all have are itching to fight ponies. But ‘Wizard’ and ‘Mad Dog’ you should have no problem with. Those two had a history of finding weird things and are pretty open. Just don’t give them a reason to knock your teeth out.”

“Sounds like a friendly bunch. So this ‘Warlord’ ordered the attack?”

“Yes, pretty ambitious and would have paid off. Nobody took account of Princess Sparkle of being able to teleport a large group so quickly.”

“Indeed. To teleport a group of ponies would take time and would immediately exhaust the caster. Even now I’m still surprised at her majesty’s power alicorn or not. Even Celestia and Luna would hesitate using a spell that would drain them, but I guess desperate times call for desperate measures. So their objective was to capture the Princess?”

“Well, the main objective. Capturing the Elements of Harmony or even just one of them would be a huge blow to morale and would weaken Equestria’s standing in the world.”

Fancy Pants scratched his chin.

“But even when they failed to capture any of them, they still shook Equestria to its core. Thorax is currently reconsidering his alliance with Equestria, Chrysalis is laughing her butt off at the news, and everyone else sans the Griffin Emperor were pointing out the Human determination to be free. Wonder where the Griffin Emperor is.”

“Not just that. They wanted to test the mettle of the Equestrian military and I’d say they gave them a blood nose.”

Fancy Pants looked at him at shock.

“Are they insane? They wanted the military to bear down on them?”

Shaw let out a laugh.

“Fancy, while they attacked Ponyville, the Rebels you know which consists of Humans and Ponies with some training and defectors, just beat up an entire Regiment and damaged several bases in the Everfree. They didn’t even have any of the heavy hardware. The new guys had them and used them to knock out the entire Ponyville Garrison, Princess Sparkle’s security detail, and two Comets without suffering a single casualty on themselves.”

“You’re confident in them?”

“I’m confident they’ll have the entire Equestrian Hierarchy spinning in circles. So, any word where Pavlov is being held?”

“I’m working on it, but it’s probably best if we don’t talk for a while. That raid put everyone on high alert and all it takes is for one pony to squeal.”

Shaw nodded. Fancy Pants not only owns Regal Magazine which is a fashion magazine his wife works for as a model, but also owns Stampede, an automobile company, Safe Delivery Service (SDS), a multinational package delivery and supply chain management company, and FP Horizon, the largest shipping company in the world.

Thanks to FP Horizon, the Rebels had a steady supply line which included smuggled weaponry, courtesy of the Griffins and the Minotaurs. Losing Fancy Pants would be a devastating blow to their war effort.

“But where did these newcomers come from?” Fancy Pants asked.

Shaw sipped his tea.

“Humans, but where they came from, you gotta ask them yourselves.”

Fancy Pants sighed.

“Of course. You know, their attack also set back any peaceful attempts in abolishing slavery right? Princess Sparkle, Princess Cadence, and Blueblood are very frustrated. They do know Princess Sparkle has been advocating their freedom right?”

“Fancy, you and I both know that can never happen with Celestia, Luna, the nobility, and all those rich guys in control. Twilight, Cadence, Blueblood, and Night Light are only four voices. Five including you. That’s an uphill battle and we’ve had enough waiting for politics to take its course.”

“I suppose. Good thing I’ve moved my factories and my assets in the Griffin Empire beforehand. Red Talon really likes my cars.”

“So, the next shipment. When is it and what can we expect?” Shaw asked leaning back on his chair.

“About a hundred rifles courtesy of the Griffins, two hundred Minotaur Spike Grenades, and ten trucks ready to be modified. Dock #17 at Manehatten. ES Sunset Overdrive. My workers will sort them out and have them sending your way. Just have your rebels ready at warehouse two.”

“Got it. Contact me if anything happens.” Shaw said as he got up.

“Very well. Tell your new friends to not do anything stupid.”

Shaw chuckled.

“Trust me Fancy, don’t ever underestimate them.”

Lieutenant Lee “Wizard” Stanford

Legionnaire Lieutenant

Edge of the Everfree Forest

Wizard watched through his binoculars as soldiers of the Equestrian Army searched the ruins of Ponyville. He observed, and watched how they acted.

Unlike the Royal Guards who wear their ceremonial army almost always, the regular army wore green camo BDUs, tan bulletproof vests, a helmet, and black boots. Some of their helmets had holes for the unicorns, and some had holes on their vests and BDUs for their wings.

The Lieutenant watched as many of the soldiers had horrified looks on their face and a few even threw up. He came to the conclusion that these soldiers have never fought in an actual battle before.

“So, what do you see?”

Wizard looked to his right where a female Mughal Lieutenant stood as she tied her hair into a ponytail.

“Looks like a bunch of greens to me. I didn’t see much armor or air support so my guess is they’re just a scout group.”

Lieutenant Alia “Dhatri” Naidu took a look with her binoculars.

“Do we have the green light?” she asked.

Wizard shook his head.

“Warlord says no. Not really worth it anyway.”

“I thought so. Brute wanted to attack.”

“Of course he does. You never told me, why did they call you Dhatri anyway? I thought Dhatri was a male god.”

“Dhatri is a male god, but a god of medicine. Some guys started calling me Dhatri because of my religion and my role as a medic so it just stuck. Idiots think it’s an insult.”

“Huh, so did you ever have to treat them?”

“I did, but I made them shit their pants first when they realized I was the one taking care of them.”

Wizard smirked.

“Revenge is sweet. Come on, let’s finish with the crucifiction.”

Nurse Redheart

Rebel Prison Cells

Prisoner of the Rebels

Redheart glanced at the soldiers in black who were playing a card game while a device in the back played a song. They gave them food, water, and kept the room warm with heaters to keep them from freezing to death. Other than being kept in the nude, she expected worse from them.

Vinyl in particular seemed to enjoy whatever songs these newcomers played. Just like the other songs, Redheart noticed the white unicorn was bobbing her head to the beat.

“Honestly Vinyl, how can you be happy with all this?” asked Octavia.

The white unicorn turned to the gray Earth Pony.

“Hey, these guys have been giving me free ideas with all these songs. Just gotta stay positive.”

“These guys have unknown songs, new uniforms, and new guns we’ve never seen before and they keep referencing people and places we’ve never heard of. You guys think they’re foreign trained?” A Royal Guard asked.

“Probably the Griffins, they’ve always had hatred towards slavery.” another guard said.

“But I don’t think even the Griffins would approve of something so ambitious like attacking the home of one of the princesses.”

“Minotaurs maybe? I dunno. These guys are weird.”

“HEY!”

They all looked at another cage where a unicorn called out to one of the black soldiers that was sitting on the ground munching some chips. The rebel was massive, bigger and taller than even Big Mac. There was a large machine gun that was on the floor next to him and strapped on his back was some kind of club which he grabbed as he stood up.

“What do you want shithead?” the rebel asked as he twirled the club.

“Yo Kabe, don’t be careless alright?” said one of the Rebel as he went back to playing cards with the others.

The Rebel stood in front of the cell and looked down at the unicorn who called him out.

“You’ve got balls to call me out I’ll give you that.” He said with a straight face.

“You don’t look so tough monkey.” the green unicorn said as he spat on the Rebel’s face.

The giant of a man simply wiped the spit off of his face with his hand.

“Why don’t you look at a mirror? So far, you’ve acted like a monkey more than I have.”

“Oh really? We’ll see cuz any day now, Royal Guards are gonna bust down those doors and fuck all of you. Then, I’ll find your fucking sister and imma give her this dick.”

The room became so quiet, even the bugs stopped scurrying.

“Shit lad. If there’s anybody you don’t want to talk shit about, it’s his little sister.” One of the black clad Rebels said.

Kabe took out a key from his pocket and unlocked the offending unicorn’s cage. The moment the doors swung open, the unicorn charged Kabe with his horn aimed at his head.

His right hand grabbed the horn before it could reached him, and he tossed the unicorn aside while his left hand grabbed the club.

Another unicorn charged him as well with his horn, but Kabe brought his club up with one hand and swung down on the unicorn’s head. The unicorn grunted on the floor as he grabbed his bleeding head.

Kabe raised his club again, and swung down on the downed unicorn’s head. Some ponies, especially the mares and the foals, screamed as blood and flesh flew everywhere after the club obliterated his head.

The other unicorn charged at him again, but was stopped when Kabe grabbed his neck with his right hand and lifted him up into the air.

“This is your escape plan? What are you the Expendables?” Kabe said as he laughed. “Look at your fellow ponies. You think you’ll inspire an uprising? I’ll tell you what, I’m gonna let your family live whoever they are, just so I can tell them how pathetic you are okay?”

Kabe put down the unicorn gently before he brought back his club, and struck the unicorn at the jaw as if he was swinging a golf club.

The unicorn was sent flying and landed in front of a cage full of ponies. He groaned in pain as he tried to get up. Redheart could see many of the unicorn’s teeth was shattered and his lower jaw hanged loose as blood was streaming from his mouth.

He was too weak to crawl away as Kabe walked up to him with his club.

“And you will know my name is the Lord, when I lay my vengeance upon thee.”

Kabe brought his club up, and brought it down upon the unicorn’s head, smashing it into a pulp.

“Psh, idiots.” One of the Royal Guards in Redheart’s cage said. “It’s what they get for not planning and preparing properly.”

“You!” Kabe said as he pointed his club at said unicorn. “I like you. You’re smart, maybe you and I can play cards with these idiots later.”

“Hey, I’m not an idiot, just mentally challenged.” One of the card players on the table yelled as the rest laughed.

“Sure, whatever you say Harlekin.” Kabe said as he locked up the cage before looking at the other Rebels. “Bring these bodies down to the morgue. Undertaker will know what to do with them.”

General Zane Chibuzo (Retired)

Sugihara Square

Agatha, Province of Etrusca, United Terran Empire

On a bench in Sugihara Square, an elderly Afrikan man with one leg wearing a black business suit, threw bread crumbs at a group of pigeons in front of him. He smiled as he spotted a white one with one leg pecking on a piece of bread. His crutches rested besides his bench, with a pigeon sitting on top of it.

To his disappointment however, the pigeons flew away as two other elderly men approached him and sat on either side of him. Both of them wore black business suits, though the one to his right wore a fedora.

“Viktor, Samuel. Nice to see you drop by.” Chibuzo said.

Retired Field Marshal Viktor Brusilov and Retired Fleet Admiral Lord Samuel Ashdown said their hellos to their colleague.

“Sawry abou' scarin away your pigeons.” Ashdown said as he laid his fedora on his lap.

“Don’t worry, they’ll be back.” Chibuzo said.

They were silent as they enjoyed the scenery. The square was surrounded by office buildings with the former Cantonese Embassy sitting behind the statue in the square, now a museum dedicated to Cantonese history.

The statue itself depicted a Cantonese man from Zipang in a business suit, walking as he wrote on visas. Below the man, was a quote that said, “Do what is right because it is right, and leave it alone. -Chiune Sugihara”.

“War looms in the horizon my friends. My only question is, are we ready?” asked Brusilov.

“Aye, I say we are unless 'he bloody nobili'y screws 'hings up.” Ashdown replied.

“It’s not them I’m worried about.” Chibuzo said.

The other two looked at him curiously.

“I’m more worried about those in the military and the TIB who hold a grudge against others. Think they might make a move?”

“Maybe, bu' 'ha' fellah Beria is 'he mos' dangerous ov 'he lo'. Probably should've go''en rid ov 'im.”

“Beria has done so much for the Empire and probably has those loyal to him planted in the TIB. Getting rid of him would be extremely difficult.” Brusilov said.

“I agree, only when these guys make a move can Vorenus purge them. Otherwise, he’ll just be seen as a tyrant.”

Brusilov scratched his chin.

“We can only hope they are prepared for the oncoming storm. I hope they can carry out the invasion plans before my time comes.”

Game Room 1, Rebel Tunnels, Everfree Forest, Equestria

Lieutenant Abdul Khaliq “Mirage” El-Hakim

Legionnaire Lieutenant

*THUNK*

“Bullseye.”

Mirage smiled when he got a bullseye at his first try. He was a Semitic with a light stubble, and black unkempt hair. The 5’11 man wore black like everyone else but wore a black scarf around his neck.

He looked around to see if anyone was watching but frowned when he saw one of the Rebels had their feet up on a table playing cards with other Rebels. The Rebel wore blue jeans, black boots, a red t-shirt, pale skin, brown hair, and a full beard.

Putting on a forced smile, Mirage approached the Rebel and tapped his shoulder. The Rebel looked at him before returning to the game.

“Sup.” He said.

Mirage’s frown returned to his face before he put his hand on the Rebel’s shoulder.

“Can you please put your foot down? I took this table from Ponyville and set up this gaming room with some of my buds so the least you can do is show some manners.”

The Rebel looked back at Mirage with a snarl.

“Fuck you.”

Mirage’s face turned neutral before he marched off to a group of Legionnaires that were playing Mario Kart on the Nintendo Switch they brought with them.

“Hey.” Mirage said getting their attention before pointing at the unsuspecting Rebel playing cards. “I want you to exit this guy off the premises, I want you to exit him off his feet and I want you to use his head to open the fucking door. This isn’t a fucking sawdust joint.”

“Got it boss.” One of them, an Afrikan, said.

The group of four walked up to the table with one of them tapping the Rebel’s shoulder.

“I think you need to leave.”

Pissed off, the Rebel threw his cards down and looked at the Legionnaire.

“Bullshit I’m not going anywhere.”

Immediately, the four jumped him and picked him up.

“This is bullshit! Do you know who you’re fucking with you faggot?” The Rebel yelled looking at Mirage.

“Use his fucking head!” A Legionnaire said before they bashed the door open with the Rebel’s head.

5 Minutes Later

“Hey, what the hell happened there? You know that Rebel you threw out was with me?”

Mirage was in a conversation with Lieutenant Gabriel “Perun” Wojcik through the coms.

“No I didn’t know that, but you know what he did?”

“What did he do?”

“He had his feet on the table. I asked him to put his feet down nicely but then he told me to go fuck myself.”

“What?”

“Yeah and then he called me a faggot. Didn’t call me sir once.”

“Hey, come here. You called my friend, a Legionnaire Lieutenant, to go fuck himself and then you called him a faggot?”

“Look boss, I didn’t know, I’m sor-”

“You’re fucking sorry huh?”

Mirage was silent as he heard his friend beat the Rebel.

“Get the fuck up. I want you to go back there and apologize or I’m gonna use your fucking skull as a coffee mug you got that?”

He started chuckling before he took a chair and sat down in front of the door, waiting for the Rebel to return.

“Hey yo Mirage, I’m real sorry about that man. I forgot these Rebels don’t know manners nor who’s their superiors are.”

“Don’t worry about it. Just make sure he doesn’t do it again or I’m banning him.”

Lyra Heartstrings

Equestrian Rebel

Rebel Tunnels, Everfree Forest, Equestria

Lyra sniffed as she looked at a picture of herself as a baby with her parents, her REAL parents. They loved her, and just like that, they were taken away in an effort by these new Human’s empire to take out one of Equestria’s top Admirals.

Because of them, she ended up in the care of some horrible ponies. She endured years of abuse, years of watching the pain of so many slaves, and when she was finally accepted to one of Equestria’s top universities in Canterlot, her adopted family forbade it.

It was thanks to Fancy Pants who provided her with housing and financial assistance was she able to run away and pursue her dreams.

Oh how much she wanted to make her adopted family beg for mercy, but even Fancy Pants wouldn’t dare touch people with friends in high places. Fancy Pants tried to convince Petrov, but the leader of the Rebels thought Lyra’s adopted family weren’t worth paying attention to.

Lyra was ridiculed in the scientific field when she brought forth a theory that Humans perhaps were not from the coast of the Lunar Sea, but from somewhere unknown to them.

Her theory was supported by records of large groups of Humans, particularly soldiers, politicians, ship crews, traders, and military commanders either committed mass suicide or fought to the very end.

From the Canterlot Archives, there were multiple reports of a black armored soldier that ambushed the princesses, inflicting heavy injuries on Princess Luna’s head. It was said the wounds were the final tipping stones that pushed Luna into the entity known as Nightmare Moon.

Some soldiers present at the fight said the Human told Princess Celestia, “Biting more than you can chew is highly inadvisable your majesty.”

Other soldiers said that the Human instead told Celestia, “Up in the sky, when there is a giant flash and your people lose your magic, the gallows shall await you.”

Almost every Human captured have lived in the continent for their entire lives, but there was another report Lyra found, of an old Human who claimed to have lived in a land far away. Most just wrote it off as the old man becoming delusional.

It almost made no sense to Lyra. There were absolutely no Human ruins that predated the Human civilization in the continent. She wasn’t the first as other intelects casted doubts, but were brushed aside by the benefits of using Human slaves.

Cities were built, roads were constructed, etc. Those who watched with sorrow and pity were either ignored or said nothing at all.

One of the things that intrigued Lyra were the final words of Clover the Clever. No longer able to see and having gone nearly deaf, the dying Clover surprised those around him when he jumped out of his bed and started shouting.

“By the moon, we’ve made a grave mistake! A giant is stirring and we’ve betrayed our very own messages! The gods have already past judgement! A horde is coming, and we’ve allowed a parasite within ourselves!”

He immediately collapsed on his bed and to many, the story of Clover the Clever has come to an end. To some like Lyra, his story never ended. It lived on through the rebellion. Now is only the beginning of the end.

“Her life must really suck, having her parents taken away like that.”

Lyra looked at the door to her bedroom where two Legionnaires outside stood guard. She could hear their conversations through the door.

“Kind of confuses me though, why Admiral Tidal Wave? Wasn’t he an outspoken critic of the use of slaves? I thought he advocated for abolitionism?”

“You think the spooks blundered? Wrong info and they killed the wrong Admiral?”

“But why would they claim to have killed the right guy then?”

“To cover up their mistake of course. Since when did the TIB ever claim to make a mistake?”

“Abigail Gina?”

“Okay but that’s only because she pulled a gun on the Emperor.”

“But you’re right though. Pony or not, girl must’ve been through hell as a kid.”

“Eeyup, and Tidal Wave is probably somewhere, fighting monsters with a band of misfits, the Lunar Princess, and a mad man in a suit of armor.”

“Stop.”

“Stop what?”

“Stop with your fourth wall breaking bullshit. First you said Ted Cruz liked a porn tweet, then you said something about a racist milkshake duck, then you said some college student with a lot of personal problems is dictating our lives, and now this? Can you say something positive for once? Like me making a million or something?”

“Didn’t the two of us already make a combined two million? From all those criminals we killed?”

“Oh yeah. Hey, isn’t that the guy who looks like Jason Statham?”

Lyra relaxed as she heard Shaw show up.

“How is she?” She heard Shaw speak.

“Was crying before, but the lass seems to have quited down.”

“Anybody ever told you that you look like Jason Statham?”

“I didn’t think so. Nobody said anything until I shaved my beard and my hair. Can you just let me in?”

The door opened revealing the man she considers her brother.

“How ya doing?” Shaw said as he closed the door behind him.

“Feeling...a little better I guess. How was Fancy Pants?” Lyra said looking up at him.

“Pretty peeved about Ponyville, but fine nonetheless. We gotta be more careful about from now on. Got word a unicorn in the Manehatten cell is gonna rat us out.”

“Are you gonna tell him?” Lyra asked looking down in the floor.

“Tell who?”

“You know, Warlord?”

Shaw scoffed.

“Of course I would. Wanna come with? It’s not healthy to stay in your room for hours.”

Lyra continued to look at the floor.

“Come now. They won’t do anything, not if I’m around.”

“Later on, can you sleep with me? I’m scared of those Legionnaires.”

Shaw chuckled.

“Whoa there Lyra. I already told you I have a girlfriend back home.”

Lyra looked at him angrily.

“Not like that!”

Shaw laughed.

“I’m just joking Lyra. Want me to call you Lil Sis in public then?”

“Just shut up and let's go.” Lyra said as she walked out.

The TIB Field Agent shook his head.

“Lighten up Lyra. These Legionnaires aren’t so bad. You should check out the game rooms.”

2 Minutes Later

The front of the War Room was defended by two squads of Legionnaires with a few dogs with them.

Of course, it would be menacing if they weren’t decorating the door with a bunch of useless knick knacks.

“Is that a giant golden dildo?” Lyra asked confusingly as one of the Legionnaires attached a large golden dildo to the door. The other Legionnaires laughed and pointed at the smiling Legionnaire who placed the dildo.

“What? It was a gift.” He said as the others continued to laugh.

“Did you use that dildo Dodger? How big’s your asshole?” Another Legionnaire asked.

“Unlike you Blowout, I’m anally a virgin so why don’t go crawl to the Hercules Club and get some nuts on your chin?”

“Hey! Is Warlord in?” Shaw called out.

One of the Legionnaires nodded.

“Discount Avery Johnson is in Field Agent.”

Shaw smiled as he opened the door.

“Discount Avery Johnson, never heard of that one before.”

Inside, Shaw found that besides the large table full of maps, the Legionnaires added new radios and computers to contact High Command, and two flags hanging from the ceiling, the flag of the United Terran Empire and the flag of the Imperial Legionnaires which was a black flag depicting a skull with an hourglass on its forehead and two Scimitars crossed behind it.

Various Legionnaires were setting up equipment and manning the computers, but what got their attention was the large screen set up at the wall of the back of the room. Widow, Winslow, and Batista stood at attention in front of the screen.

In the screen, was a man in an Imperial Army Officer ASU with a peaked cap. His numerous ribbons and medals plus the five stars displayed on his shoulders showed Lyra that he was a man of very high rank. The man was sitting behind a desk with large curtains behind him.

“Who is he?” Lyra asked Shaw.

“The Emperor, please show some respect Lyra. He’s generally a very nice man who isn’t as extreme as many Legionnaires, but don’t get on his bad side either. You don’t want to see his bad side.” Shaw whispered.

“Not only did you attack an Equestrian town, but you’ve also failed to capture the princess. You understand that now you’ve got the full attention of the Equestrian military and government right Colonel Winslow?”

“I understand sir, but our orders from Director Azarov and General Skorzeny was to get their attention and test their mettle. Capturing the princess was merely a secondary objective.”

“Of course, but I never expected Azarov and Skorzeny to order such a brazen attack. Now your Legionnaires have put yourselves on thin ice.”

“Yes sir.”

“Now you have to shift things into high gears. Your attack has delayed our plans as well.”

As Shaw and Lyra approached, Vorenus shifted his attention to Lyra.

“And who is this young lady?”

Shaw snapped to attention and bowed with Lyra bowing soon after.

“This is Lyra Heartstrings sir. She is a member of our Rebellion and has been one of our eyes for a long time.”

Vorenus nodded to her.

“I give you my thanks Miss Heartstrings. You must’ve sacrificed so much to help a greater cause.”

“You have absolutely no idea what I’ve been through Emperor.”

The Emperor chuckled.

“Oh absolutely. I’m in the dark here after all. Well, except for the tragedy involving Admiral Tidal Wave. In that case Miss Heartstrings, you have my sincere apologies. After this is all said and done, I will reward you greatly plus a favor as long as it’s reasonable.”

Winslow, Widow, and Batista looked at the Emperor confusingly.

“My lord?” Widow asked.

“This woma-I mean, mare, has sacrificed so much for our cause. What kind of person am I to ignore her contributions?”

“But she’s a pony sir.” said Batista.

“I can see that Lieutenant Colonel. When the Nazis took over Saxony, was every Saxon a Nazi? Of course not. There were many Saxons who resisted.”

Vorenus turned his attention to Shaw.

“It’s good to know you’re in one piece Agent Shaw.”

“Thank you sir.” said Shaw.

“Any word on Agent Matthews?”

“No sir, but my contacts in Canterlot are working on it.”

“Get it done as soon as possible. Warrior and Mouse have been busy and are a bit nervous with Matthews’ disappearance.”

“Yes sir.”

“And who is your contact Agent?”

“Lord Fancy Pants has been very helpful with our movement, transporting weapons and supplies when we needed them. All of our supplies came from the Griffon Empire.”

Vorenus laughed.

“Red Talon you beautiful bastard. This Fancy Pants shall be rewarded greatly. Now, is there anything new?”

“Yes sir. Lord Fancy Pants informed me there is a pony from within the Manehatten cell who plans to rat us out sir. He’s meeting RIA Agents soon, particularly former members of S.M.I.L.E.”

“Sir, I must impore you, Lyra Heartstrings cannot be trusted!” said Widow.

Vorenus looked at the Legionnaire Captain.

“Is this because of her roommate who’s an RIA agent?”

“Yes sir.”

“And I assume she’s already being watched?”

“Yes sir.”

“Agent Shaw?”

Shaw stepped up.

“I have full confidence that Lyra Heartstrings has not betrayed us sir. The fact that we have not yet been discovered, many of our operations have gone largely unmolested, and the fact Lyra is with me most of the time leaving little room to rat us out proves it. No agents came into contact with Lyra when her roommate is within the vicinity.”

“Then for now she will have my trust, but I still want every single pony to be watched just in case. Colonel Winslow, I want you to send a team to deal with the rat. I am taking control of this operation now and only I can relay the orders unless otherwise.”

“Yes sir.” Winslow said.

“And Agent Shaw, I want you to give Winslow here all information about the rat. This will be a Legionnaire operation and I expect it to be done. Make sure he dies. Is that understood Colonel?”

“I will send a squad with one of our snipers to Manehatten sir. They’ll make sure the target never sees his family again.”

“Very good. Vorenus out.”

2 Hours Later

Lieutenant Habakkuk “Prophet” Sitanggang

Legionnaire Lieutenant

Manehatten, Equestria

“Team. Gather around!”

A group of Legionnaires gathered around a table in one of the Rebel’s safehouses, and abandoned soda factory.

The building used to be owned by one of Equestria’s biggest soda companies, but was shut down decades ago during an economic depression. Before the Rebels came in, it used to be a prime spot for criminal gangs to make shady deals.

Then the Diamond Dogs built a tunnel to the factory and turned it into a staging ground to kidnap ponies for their mines. Now the Rebels have taken over and the kidnapped ponies became a part of their rebellion, angry that the Equestrian government did nothing to help them.

For the factory itself, it was turned into one of the many safehouses they had in Manehatten. The poorer areas of the city was where they found widespread support for the Rebellion, compared to the elite who lived in rich neighborhoods or the high rise penthouses. Even Celestia’s Minister of Labor lived in one of those penthouses.

He was one of the most despised stallions in the world, erasing any reforms created by his predecessors. Under him, Freemen were forced back into slavery, restrictions on how companies treated their slaves were lifted, and he was currently pushing to bring back breeding farms for Humans, a practice that has not been used since the early days of slavery.

The only place he could not touch however, was the Crystal Empire which was ruled by Princess Cadence and Prince/General Shining Armor who had a council consisting of both ponies and Humans backing them.

No matter how much he tried and how much money was thrown at him, he could not convince the monarchy to change the laws of the Crystal Empire.

Half the time now, he sits in his penthouse in Manehatten, contemplating his next move. But unknown to them, even the most powerful ponies of Equestria weren’t safe from the TIB.

The RIA have played cat and mouse with TIB agents for decades with some success, but all information about Humanity’s homeland has been kept a closely guarded secret. Now, the RIA may get a breakthrough if they don’t kill the defector.

“Orders from Warlord. The Manehatten cell seems to have a defector who’s meeting with RIA agents this afternoon. We need to silence him before he rats out the Rebels. So here’s the plan.” Prophet said as he took out a map of Manehatten.

Agent Sweetie Drops

RIA Field Agent, former S.M.I.L.E. Agent

Sundown Cafe

“Honestly Sweetie, you should’ve stayed back at Canterlot to recuperate. That attack at Ponyville was quiet a thing.”

Agent Sweetie Drops dropped her phone and looked at the unicorn next to her. He was a brown unicorn with dark brown hair, some wrinkles, wore a black suit and black shoes. They were sitting at a table outside of the Sundown Cafe near the Port of Manehatten.

Sweetie herself wore blue jeans, black boots, and a black leather jacket with sunglasses.

“Furlong, you of all ponies should know I’m fine.”

“I know that, but why not just get some rest? You’ve been working non-stop.”

Sweetie Drops shook her head.

“Not until I get the bastards who destroyed my home.”

“But that can wait though. They’re not going anywhere.”

“Whatever, are you sure he’ll show up?”

“Oh I’m sure. He doesn’t really have a choice anyway.”

They waited for another 5 minutes drinking coffee or chatting before a blue unicorn with black hair wearing a black jacket and black jeans showed up.

“You’re late.” Furlong said as the unicorn sat down.

“You know Manehattan traffic.” The unicorn said.

“Sweetie Drops, I wanna introduce to you to Rain Fall, an officer in the Manehattan cell and potentially the breakthrough we need to end this rebellion.”

They were silent as Rain Fall was heavily breathing.

“You okay?” asked Sweetie Drops.

“My fucking family is being held hostage by you guys and I’m being forced to betray what I believe in. Of course I’m not alright.” Rain Falls seethed.

“Then get talking then. I don’t have all day.” Sweetie Drops said.

Corporal Yashima “Shinobi” Kazuki

Legionnaire

Manehattan, Equestria

“You know where the secondary extraction is?” asked Prophet.

“Yeah yeah we know where it is.” said Shinobi.

“Good. Don’t miss.” Prophet said as he drove away in a gray sedan out of the alley.

“I thought you don’t miss.” said a voice behind him.

Shinobi turned to his partner, Private Jamba “Hunter” Khalfani, an Afrikan wearing a black jacket, blue jeans, and black shoes.

The Cantonese Corporal from Zipang was wearing a black leather jacket, blue jeans, black combat boots, and a black baseball cap.

“I don’t miss.” Shinobi said as he picked up a blue gym bag.

The two walked up to a fifteen story abandoned building. Hunter slowly opened the backdoor, pistols drawn.

“Looks clear to me.” Hunter said.

They walked up the building until they were in the fifteenth floor.

Shinobi opened the door to an abandoned room with windows and set his bag down.

“You do your thing. I’m gonna go make sure there’s nobody here alright?” Hunter said as he walked out, closing the door behind him.

The Corporal sighed as he opened his bag and started assembling his gun.

Private Jamba “Hunter” Khalfani

Legionnaire

Manehattan, Equestria

Hunter waited behind the door of an abandoned room, his knife drawn. He heard footsteps coming down the hall and got ready.

“Perimeter secured. Everything seems clear.” A female voice said.

The Afrikan soldier waited until the unknown was right in front of the door. He kicked the door opened and slashed the shocked female unicorn with blue fur on the throat. Blood spurted out as she grabbed her throat trying to stop the bleeding.

Hunter wasn’t prepared as he was tackled at his side. He was punched a few times on the face before he regained his senses and heatbutted the assailant.

The assailant staggered back, holding his head in pain. Hunter wasted no time getting up and started slashing his knife at his opponent.

His opponent, a green earth pony with blue hair dodged Hunter’s strikes. He waited for an opening before punching Hunter’s stomach.

Hunter stepped back, holding his stomach in pain. His eyes widened as he saw the earth pony charge him with a knife. He ducked under his swing and grabbed the pony’s arm, twisting it until he dropped his knife.

The earth pony yelled before kicking Hunter’s leg, forcing him to kneel. He then proceeded to kick Hunter’s face which threw him to the ground.

“Aw you fucker!” Hunter said.

Hunter aimed his knife and pressed a button. The blade flew out of its hilt, lodging itself onto the earth pony’s neck.

His opponent’s eyes widened as he clutched his neck, trying to stop the bleeding to no avail. Meanwhile, Hunter wiped his face noticing his nose was bleeding.

“Goddammit.” Hunter said as he stood up.

Agent Sweetie Drops

“First of all, I really want to know. What happened to your Rebels? Who ordered the strike on Ponyville?” Sweetie Drops asked.

Rain Falls rubbed his head.

“Honestly, I didn’t meet them personally. Word spread though, a new group of Humans appeared and took control. Their leader ordered the strike to capture Princess Sparkle.”

“Who’s the leader?” asked Furlong.

“They go by codenames. Their leader goes by ‘Warlord’. His right and left go by ‘Beastmaster’ and ‘Gamemaster’. Under them are a group of Lieutenants going by the codenames ‘Coyote’, ‘Wizard’, ‘Eagle’, ‘Dhatri’, ‘Brute’, ‘Yama’, ‘Buff’, ‘Mad Dog’, ‘Perun’, ‘Pirate’, ‘Prophet’, and ‘Mirage’. Everyone else in their group goes by codenames too but I haven’t heard from them yet.”

“I’m unfamiliar with some of those terms.” Furlong said.

“Actually, some of them sound similar to some Human names.” Sweetie muttered.

“And you don’t know where they’re from?”
“I swear to you, I don’t know. From what I’ve heard, only Shaw knew where they’re from, but everypony outside of the Everfree cell don’t know a thing.”

Rain Falls took out a folder and set it on the table.

“This is all the information you need.”

Furlong reached for it but Rain Falls put his hand on the folder.

“Don’t open it here. I think we’re being watched.” Rain Falls said. “They say this group knows and sees everything. Heard they were sending a team to the Manehattan cell. One led by ‘Prophet’”.

Furlong nodded before putting the folder in his briefcase lying next to him.

“Thunder, Pond. Do you read me? Sir, Thunder and Pond aren’t responding.” said someone in the coms which got the two agent’s attention.

Corporal Yashima “Shinobi” Kazuki

Shinobi looked down his scope of his S-30. He stood to the right of the window, looking down the cafe where his target is. The target just gave the agents a folder which threw him into a panic.

“Prophet, the target just gave the spooks a folder. Get the team ready.”

“Copy that. You have your sights on the target?”

“Yes sir.”

“Fire.”

Agent Sweetie Drops

The RIA Agent scanned the buildings, looking for any suspicious activity.

“I think we need to go.” said Sweetie.

“I agree. Something’s wrong.”

They heard a quick suppressed gunshot before a bullet struck Rain Fall on the back of the head. He fell on the table while people around them screamed, trying to run away.

“Shit!” Sweetie Drop said as the two ducked under tables.

“You see him?” Furlong yelled.

“For a split second. Fifteenth floor of the gray building. Second window from the right!”

“I see him!” Furlong said as he fired his pistol at the window.

Corporal Yashima “Shinobi” Kazuki

Shinobi backed away from the window as bullets struck the wall next to it.

“Shit. Prophet, target is down but the agents still have the folder.

“Roger that. Team is in position.”

It was in that moment Hunter barged into his room.

“Tangos on the bottom floor!”

“Shit. Head to the rooftops.” Shinobi said as he threw the bag at Hunter. The two raced up the stairs as Shinobi contacted Prophet.

“Speedy. Primary extraction is compromised. Heading towards secondary extraction.”

“Copy that.”

Agent Sweetie Drops

“Geez he’s heavier than he looks.” Sweetie Drop says as she threw Rain Fall’s body into Furlong’s black sedan.

“Alright, I’ll take the info and the body. You go get that assassin.” Furlong said as he stepped into his car.

“Got it.”

Furlong sped out of the alley before two pegasi landed besides Sweetie Drops.

“Where do you want us ma’am?” One of them asked.

“Take me to the roof of the gray building.” Sweetie said as she pointed where the shooter was.

“Roger that.”

One of the pegasi grabbed her arms and they took off.

As they got on the roof, Sweetie noticed two Humans in the distance running away before stopping in front of a door on a roof.

“There they are!” She yelled.

They sped towards them. The two Humans noticed them and took some potshots before retreating behind the door and closing it.

“Stack up!” Sweetie yelled as she dropped. The two Pegasi posted up on either side of the door with Sweetie standing behind the one on the right side.

“Breach!”

The Pegasi on the left grabbed the doorknob and pulled it open.

However, he was stopped short as he met resistance. The Pegasi on the right however noticed a string attached to the doorknob tied to the other side of the door. His eyes widened.

“Sh-”

He didn’t finish as there was an explosion that sent the three flying. Sweetie hit the ground hard and instantly blacked out.

Corporal Yashima “Shinobi” Kazuki

“Sounds like they sprung the trap.” Hunter said as they rushed down the building.

“Speedy, we’re coming up on the secondary extraction. Where you at?” Shinobi said in the coms.

“I’m nearby. I have Birdy and Achilles with me.”

“Door up ahead!” Hunter said.

Hunter kicked the door open and the two ran out.

“Put your hands up!”

The two were met with a group of five plain clothed RIA Agents pointing their weapons at them in an alley.

“Shit.” Shinobi said as he put his rifle down and put his hands up.

“Any day now Speedy.” Hunter said.

“Just around the corner.”

Agent Sweetie Drops

Sweetie groaned as she held her head in pain. She tried to get up, but noticed one of the pegasi was on top of her.

“I say again, put your hands up or we-bzzt”

There was the sound of tires screeching followed by gunfire.

“Ambush!”

“Ope-bzzt”

The earth pony heard the gunfire nearby and pushed the body off of her. Nearby, the other pegasus was also on the floor unmoving.

“Agent Glass what’s your status?”

“Bzzt”

“Agent Glass?”

Sweetie walked over the side of the building and looked down. Her eyes widened to dinner plates as she saw the bodies of the five RIA agents on the floor of the alley.

“Shit. Furlong, where are you?”

“I’m trying to get away, but all the commotion is causing a fucking traffic. I’m entering the Bronclyn-Battery Tunnel.”

Agent Furlong

“What is this idiot doing?” Furlong said as he looked at the rearview mirror where a dump truck was two cars behind him.

To his left was a black SUV, in front of him on the left and right lane was a blue pickup and a white SUV, behind him on his lane was a gray van and a blue SUV, and on the left lane behind the black SUV was a red muscle car.

“I don’t like this.” Furlong said.

In the backseat was the body of Rain Falls who was covered in a blanket with a pillow on his head as if he was sleeping.

All of a sudden, he heard cars honking behind him. He looked behind him to see the dump truck was overturned, blocking the tunnel entrance.

“What?”

Furlong instantly stepped on the breaks when he saw the two cars in front of him on both lanes stopped. The SUV next to him and the cars behind them stopped as well.

At once, Humans with weapons wearing masks got out of the cars surrounding him.

“Shit.” He said as he tried to take out his pistol. Furlong flinched as one the driver’s side window was bashed open.

The RIA Agent was hit by the butt of the rifle, disorienting him. He felt one of them grab his jaw and put their other hand in his mouth. Furlong struggled but his efforts were for naught as the Human pulled a silver capsule out of his mouth.

Another Human came by and stabbed a needle onto his neck. Furlong’s vision began to blur and he struggled with all his might to stay awake but it was all for naught as he fell into unconsciousness.

Meanwhile in the entrance of the Bronclyn-Battery Tunnel, two Humans in motorcycle helmets jumped out of the overturned dump truck.

Bystanders watched in confusion as they strolled to the tunnel’s exit. Two motorcycles came out and stopped in front of them. The two Humans hopped in and the two motorcycles sped away to who knows where.

Two Manehattan police officers stood on the other side of the tunnel, helping direct traffic. A group of seven cars drove out of the tunnel, but no other cars came out.

“Yo nice car!” One of the officer yelled at the red muscle car.

“Hey, is there an accident or something?” The officer asked.

The two officers looked at the tunnel in confusion, not knowing the seven cars that drove past them included some of the most dangerous Humans on the continent and an unconscious RIA Agent.

Agent Sweetie Drops

Several Hours Later

“A disaster. What a bloody disaster. The RIA has never fucked this badly before.”

“I was able to obtain some information, just codenames though and the state of the Rebels, but the rest of the info is with Rain Fall and Agent Furlong.”

Sweetie Drops stood in front of the screen showing the face of Director Jackpot Star in a safehouse in Manehattan.

“I know that Agent, but now even he’s bloody missing. I saw the tapes. He got ambushed in the Bronclyn-Battery Tunnel.”

“Did we track them?”

“We tracked the cars, and we found all of them alright. Bastards blew up the cars and burned down the warehouse they were stored out in Bronclyn.”

“Did we get anything out of it?”

“The cars besides Furlong’s were all stolen from dealerships. All in one day. Same for the truck. We found the driver tied up in an alley nearby. He said he was ambushed near a construction site. As for the motorcycles, they had no license plates. Street cameras got nothing.”

“So we got almost nothing but the codenames and the state of the Rebellion?”

“Exactly, we’re basically back to square one.”

“And Rain Fall’s family?”

“Disposed of. Headline tomorrow is Rain Fall tried to defect but the vengeful Rebels murdered his family and assassinated him.”

Sweetie Drops let out a gasp.

“Oh don’t give me that. You S.M.I.L.E. Agents have always been soft. Why did you think we assigned you to them? This is the world we live in now Sweetie Drops. Stay with the flow or you’ll be left behind.”

“So why did you send Furlong and I to begin with.”

“An oversight in my part. I didn’t expect the Rebels to pull this off. Capturing Pavlov made us cocky. Agent Sweetie Drops, I need you to drop all of your assignments. Your mission from now on is to find where the Rebels are hiding you understand? Do everything you must, even kill Lyra Heartstrings. Burn her, drown her, feed her to the dogs, I don’t care. Get info out of her and I want her disposed of immediately. Do you understand Agent Sweetie Drops?”

Sweetie Drops stood there in shock.

“I said do you understand me?”

She snapped out of it.

“Y-yes sir.”

“Good. Star out.”

The screen turned blank leaving Sweetie Drops all alone.

She looked down the ground and started breathing heavily. In frustration, the RIA Agent yelled and kicked the table leg next to her, causing the table to collapse on to the floor.

Author's Note

Took a break from the flashback arc. Flashback arc might continue in the chapter after this.

I apologize if I do something wrong. Just tell me and I'll either fix it and try not make the same mistake.