The Factions of Equestria

A few weeks later...

Luke was almost never seen around the compound. The only places he was seen commonly was either at the shooting range, or in his room. When he wasn't shooting, he was exercising. Some constables would complain to Jack that Luke wasn't doing his job, and he was too busy messing around, but Jack didn't mind. In fact, when asked, Jack would simply smile and say that he's proud.

In Jack's office...

"Jack!" Michael said to his leader as he approached his desk.

"Ah, Mikey! Have a seat." Jack said with a douchey smile, "What can I do for you?"

"I've got bad news. The rations and other supplies are low."

"What about the guns and munitions?"

"Ammunition, mainly. And Luke is the only one that really uses it. Should I tell him to hold back?"

"No. I see something great coming from that guy. He has been practicing for a month now. Have you seen his arms? He's got some pretty big muscles."

"What do you have planned for that guy?"

"He's gonna make a GREAT soldier. He barely talks, he's devoted to his training, and when I do tell him to do something, he does it without saying a peep. He gets shit DONE."

"So what do you have in mind to help with our lack of supplies?"

"Well, we don't exactly have any soldiers outside. However, my marefriend has made Ponyville aware that we are okay people. If we get some guys out there to scout and make another base, we expand....and have a better chance to get supplies."

"Who will go out there?"

"Only the best of the best. We will grab our best constables...or civilians, if they're up to it, and put them to a test. If they pass this test with a good enough score, we will allow them to go outside the walls and make another base."

"Sounds interesting. When will we start?"

"Tomorrow. For now, tell everyone about the test. This is important."

"Yes, sir."

Michael left the office, and wrote in his journal.

Dear journal...

I dunno what Luke ate that made him sick a few weeks ago, but whatever it is, I like what it's doing to him now! He's gotten good at marksmanship, I spy on his progress...and will say, I'd be scared to be in the direction of his gun. I'm also impressed with the muscle mass he built up! He's only been here for about a month, and he's got a six-pack!

I got plans for him. I've always wanted someone who does things for me without questioning their orders! If I were to put it immaturely, I want to make him onto my own "super soldier". I'm not saying I want to brainwash him...well, actually...I guess it wouldn't be such a bad thing. I know it may be seen as inhumane...but nobody has to know.

Anyways, I have to plan tomorrow's test. I will write down the results when I get back.

Sincerely, Jack.