The War For Equestria

An eye for an eye only makes the whole world blind.-Mahatma Gandhi

Mirage woke up, he had been tied up, beaten and had all of his armor removed, he was being dragged by an Orange and Black stallion. Spitfire, who looked like she had been beaten unconscious, was being by dragged by three fillies, One was Scootaloo, the other two were two ponies from her school, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon.

"Rainbow Dash has been looking for you Scoots" Mirage said, "She must be real proud of you"

Scootaloo stopped and looked back at him,

"Mirage... maybe after what happens next you'll learn this: when a war presents itself you join the side that is going to WIN, not the side you respect, not the side you love, and I always win..." she said looking away.

"What of Applebloom and Sweetie Belle?" he asked,

"Those two idiots could never have helped me get my cutie mark, I mean look at it now!" she said,

he looked and spotted a symbol of a knife in someponys back,

"Real Cute" Mirage said, sarcastically

We continued in silence for a few minutes until Spitfire had started to wake up, coughing as she opened her eyes,

"Spitfire I wish you wouldn't have woke up for this" the pony dragging Mirage said,

"What?" She asked, coughing

They dragged Mirage and Spitfire into a large room, where two tables with restraints waited,

Spitfire was locked onto the table first, her wings through two holes in the back just for wings, clips were applied to each bone of the wing, spreading them out, Mirage was put on the same kind of table but it was made out of silver, not just metal, and It burned him to the bone.

"Goodbye Mirage, Goodbye Spitfire" Scootaloo said as the three fillies walked from the room leaving only the Orange and black pony.

"Any last words?" he said looking at Mirage,

"Yeah, Fuck You" Mirage said,

The pony pulled a silver knife out of his pack and tied it to his hoof

"Classy" Spitfire said, taunting him

"This your mare?" He asked Mirage, pointing the handle of the knife at Spitfire

"No..." Mirage said,

"Well then, don't mind if I do" he said leaning in and kissing her,

Mirage could see Spitfire's face turn ruby red, she didn't like stallions and was probably extremely uncomfortable, after kissing her for a few minutes he broke the embrace and punched her across the face, hard. Spitfire cried out in pain, just making him hit her again, and again

"Why don't you pick on someone your own size?!" Mirage yelled, electricity coursing through his body,

"Fine" he said, making his mane and tail catch on fire out of thin air,

"How did you?-"

"I'm an Elemental Pegasus" he said "My name is Aero, Guardian of Fire" he exclaimed,

"Sweet Celestia, you sound like Trixie!"

"I'm an Elemental Pegasus" Mirage said, raising an eyebrow,

"Oh please, a little Vampony pegasus like yourself couldn't possibly-"

his voice was cut off by Mirage sending a ball of electricity into Aero's head, causing him to back away,

"That's all you've got?" Aero asked, putting his hooves on Mirage's chest, making it feel like his blood was boiling

Mirage looked around desperately for an escape route, only spotting his switchblade on a nearby table, reading the engraving as he baked from the inside out, he had only one choice, he pulled on the restraints, only being powered by adrenaline, a few bones of his wings breaking as he did, right now, he could feel no pain, just hate towards his torturer.

Spitfire watched in amazement as the stallion broke from his restraints, landing on Aero, pinning him down, Finally he let all of his energy into the other stallion frying him like a fly in a bug zapper, Aero had passed out from the current running through his body, Mirage however, had other plans for him, he bent down and bit the stallions neck, drinking his blood.

"Your strapped to a Fucking table and he's in the middle of a blood lust!" Spitfire thought in panic,

Mirage subsided, turning his attention to Spitfire, who had no chance of defending herself,

"Help! anypony help!" she shrieked as Mirage walked in front of her, eyes blood red

"Shhh..." Mirage said, "We don't anypony to hear us!"

Spitfire took this remark the wrong way, "Please don't kill me Mirage, please" she said,

"What?" Mirage asked, releasing the straps and taking the clips off of her wings,

"Your not going to kill me?" she asked, almost hyperventilating,

"Nah, I'm not very thirsty" Mirage said, helping her down, "lets get out of here"

Spitfire went to her bag and pulled out the bottle of garlic, which Mirage noticed

"Oh come on!" he said, "I told you I wasn't thirsty!"

Spitfire looked down at the bottle, then back at Mirage, who was backing up, he really hated when she did this and was aware of it,

"Sorry Mirage, the Princess told me to-"

She was cut off by Mirage landing on top of her, pinning her to the ground, knocking the unopened bottle of garlic to the side,

"I don't care what the princess said, Keep that thing away from me" Mirage said quietly, staring Spitfire straight in the eye, "You got that?"

Spitfire only nodded in response, scared for her life.

"Good" he said, getting off of her, checking his wings

"Will you be okay?" Spitfire asked, in a shaky voice, while putting the bottle away

"I'll be fine" he said, "I'll be great when we leave" he finished,

The two walked out the door of the small shack and looked at the burning, wasteland of a country, remembering what Celestia had said before the first battle,

"Your world as you knew it is gone." she had said, looking to the other team for a moment then back at us, "How far would you go to bring it back?"

This is how far it had gone, to killing other ponies with no mercy, to making them suffer as they watched their friends and family be tortured and killed, Even enslaving captured ponies to fight for the other side, it was almost like Celestia was the same as Nightmare Moon, just in a different way, there was no Good, no Evil, we were all the same, ponies just needed to notice.