I heard voices all around me, muffled and distorted like my head was under water, but I could breathe fine. I opened my eyes slowly, letting my eyes adjust to the blurry lights. I noticed shapes moving to my left, a blur in the haze of lights.

"He's awake," I heard someone mumble. It took me a second to figure out what they mumbled. I opened my eyes a little quicker, pausing every so often to let then adjust to the light. "Careful, take it slow."

"Where am I," I asked my mystery figure. I finally opened my eyes all the way, seeing a giant overhead light booming into my face. The mystery figure apologized, then turned the light off. "Who are you?"

"I'm Twilight Sparkle, one of the last resistance members and the only remaining Element of Harmony bearer," the pony told me. Color quickly came back to me as blobs turned into shapes then into figures. Before me was a purple alicorn, Twilight Sparkle, an ugly scar stretching up her face from the tip of her muzzle to corner of her eye. "Or at least to my knowledge I'm the last element bearer."

"Where am I," I asked, moving my leg to my face to try and scratch my nose, but my leg was restrained to the table by a leather strap. I shook the restraint a few times, but got no where.

"You're at the only remaining rebel safe house in all of Equestria," Twilight told me. She nodded at a pony across from me, who started undoing the restraints. "Come on, let's see if you can still walk."

"Wait, what," I asked, horrified. I quickly sat up and checked my legs, rubbing them up and down. I remembered the bone sticking out of my leg at the crash, but my legs didn't have any noticeable damage.

"You're legs are fine, but your muscles might not be able to support your wieght," she told me. I put a hoof on my chest, and breathed out a sigh of relief. She grabbed my leg and slowly helped me get off the hospital bed. "You've been asleep for about three months, so take it easy for a moment."

"Three months," I asked as my legs touched down on the linoleum flooring. I felt my legs wobble, but I quickly set all four hooves down. I went to take a step, and felt a wave of nausea roll over me. Twilight grabbed my leg, holding me upright.

"Careful, your body isn't used to immediate stress," she told me as she helped me along towards another room. "Let's get you something to eat."

"Thank you," I told her, she looked at me with a questioning glance.

"What for," she asked me, we walked into a room full of tables, but no pony was sitting around in there.

"For saving me," I told her. She sat me at a table, and walked over and grabbed a tray and put some food on it. She walked back over to me, placing the tray in front of me.

"I didn't save you, that was Three Horns," she told me. She sat across from me, and watched as I ate my food. The food was just mashed potatoes with gravy, but it tasted like pure bliss compared to the fake food the government claims is good.
"Who is Three Horns," I asked, through a mouth full of potatoes. I quickly cleaned the rest of my tray, before wiping my mouth.
"Don't worry, you'll have time to meet him later," she told me. She took my tray away, while I sat around and squeezed my arms. My arm felt like a bag of flour, it retained none of it's strength. "Come on, up you go."
"Alright," I told her. I tried walking on my own again. I managed to get a few feet, but my legs gave out and I collapsed. She helped me up, and walked out of the cafeteria and back into the hallway. We turned left and started walking. The walk was silent, as neither of us had any questions for the other. We turned and entered what appeared to be a boardroom. There were about eight ponies in the room, not including me and Twilight. "This is the what's left of our rebellion."

"Wait, only you nine, I thought you would have had more rebels," I asked them. Everypony looked directly at me at the sound of my voice.

"We had the remains of the Wonderbolts, but they were captured in Canterlot," Twilight told me. My mind replayed the scene of the execution, the anger Spitfire felt, and the happiness of the crowd. "And after the attack on the safe house in Canterlot, we lost almost everypony else, it's now just us."

"I'm sorry," I apologized. She shook her head and smiled. She turned to the other ponies in the room.

"I'm Three Horns, I saved your sorry ass," a pony with a brown coat announced. His mane was shaved in rows, giving his mane three rows of hair. The outer rows of his mane were black, and the inner row being white.

"Thank you, truely," I told him. He gave off a hearty laugh, almost a roar, as if my gratitude was a joke.

"I like you, we're going to be good friends," he told me as he finished off his laugh.

"I'm Nurse Magenta," a pony with an adorable nurse outfit introduced herself. She looked like one of the dolls my daughter had. My daughter. My brain raced back to that one scene playing on repeat over and over. At some point I collapsed and I started sobbing. I snapped out of it when a bucket of water was poured on me.

"Are you okay, you had a seizure and were out of it for a minute there," Three Horns told me. I coughed, as my tears burnt my eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I told them. I was lifted to my hooves by Three Horns and Twilight. I coughed a few more times as I was placed back into my seat.

"I'm the cook, don't worry about my name," a pony in a white chefs greeted. They kept on greeting me, until we went back to Twilight. There was Light Switch, the maintenance pony of the rebellion, Morning Star and Broken Flail were siblings, brother and sister, who fought for the rebellion, Blue Tooth, another medic, but he was a registered dentist before the uprising, and Petal Stem was the farmer in the rebellion, she grew food for the rebels.

"I hate character introductions," I mumbled to myself as I blanked several of the ponies, I remembered Three Horns', Twilight's, and the siblings names as they were the most interesting.
"What," Twilight asked me.
"Nothing," I told her. I sat there in silence waiting for somepony to say something. After a while I broke. "What do we do now?"
"We need more food, the farm is running out of fertilizer, and Light is missing some key components to fix the generator," Three Horns told me. The generator to return power to the building we're in.
"Wait, where are we," I asked. Twilight facehoofed, blushing slightly.
"We're at the abandoned hospital up the hill from Ponyville, or what was left of it," she told me. She had a look of anger and sadness on her face, it had painful memories for her.
"Thank you," I told her. She nodded, before going back to the book she had gotten from somewhere.
"You have to help us with one of these, as we don't support slackers," Three Horns told me. I nodded slowly. "Do you know how to fight, at all?"
"Nope," I told him, while shaking my head.
"Perfect," he told me. I was immensely confused. "Twilight's old castle is having a party for the overlord tomorrow, being watched by very light security, so if you can get in there and find a way to the basement, you can let us in through a back window."
"I don't see how that would help us," I told him.
"I'll explain the plan more in the morning, right now we have to sleep, cause it's about 11 o'clock," he said looking outside at the moon. The ponies in the room quickly dispersed. Twilight went to help me, but I started walking on my own, my legs still a bit rubbery. Twilight guided me to my new room, which was a cozy little room a small bed and a desk. She walked me in stood by the door for a few seconds before yawning and leaving. I walked over to the bed and collapsed into it. I didn't fall asleep quickly ad my mind raced with this new.world I had been thrusted into. I had a job to do now, and I couldn't fail. For the sake of Equestria lets hope I don't.

Author's Note

Everytime I wrote Three Horns, I either wanted to put Dog instead of Horns or I wanted to add Divide after Horns.