The Factions of Equestria

Luke woke up the next day, and laid in bed. He wasn't tired, he wasn't ill, he was just feeling a little down. There were many days like this for him. He often would lie in his bed and think about life. "What am I gonna do with my life?" Luke often would ask himself. When he got into his self-evaluation, he would get depressed. And when he got self-depressed, he would go online. He would often go on youtube, and then scroll through his empty E-Mail. That was exactly what he did that morning. However, his E-mail wasn't exactly...empty that day. When he checked it, he got two links. One said, "If you're a brony, click here!" and the other said, "If you hate ponies, click here!". Luke clicked on the brony link (obviously) and was taken to an odd site. The screen turned white, and he was presented with a few questions. He answered the following.

Question 1: Do you enjoy My Little Pony?

Yes.

Question 2: Do you like guns?

Unsure.

Question 3: What would you do to the haters?

Prove them wrong.

Question 4: Do you have a job? If you do, do you like it?

I have a job, but I dislike it.

Final Question: Are you willing to leave behind your old career, for a more exciting one?

Yes.

After pressing the "submit" button, his screen went back to normal. Huh, weird Luke thought. What an odd combination of questions. Luke left his room and went into his kitchen. He turned on his stove, set a pan on it, and cracked two eggs into the hot pan. As he cooked his breakfast, he thought he heard something at his front door. He brushed it off, and placed his food on a plate. He then heard his doorbell ring, which was strange...because...his doorbell broke three years ago. This time, Luke paid attention. He went to his front door, opened it carefully, and...

Nothing.

"Heh, pranksters.." Luke said to himself.

He was about to close the door, until he noticed what was left on his doorstep. He found a black hard case on his welcome mat, with a piece of paper on it. He took the box inside, closed the door and read the note. It simply said, "Welcome to the Herd". Luke looked at it quizzically and opened the hard case. When he did, he gasped when he found a Colt 1911. For some reason, he got the urge to...touch it...

He laid his hand upon the wood on the handle. When he did, he felt dizzy. Very dizzy. He lost the control in his legs, and he soon collapsed onto the floor. He began to panic, and hyperventilate. He tried to pull himself up, but found that he lost control of his arms...they felt like jelly. Everything around him went white...

A-Am I...dying? Luke thought before he passed out.