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Blueblood marched through the halls of the castle of Canterlot to the dungeons. He walked down the dim set of stone steps that led to the cells which had not once been used until the war started, now it was used to hold prisoners of war. He found the torturers and asked them if they had gotten anything.

"No sir. These animals simply don't let up anything." The torturer said grimly. "They just laugh at us when we try. We've even cut the wings off some. Removed the eyes of others. We've started slowly removing each part of their limbs, muscle by muscle and bone by bone and still nothing. If they're willing to go through this than this will be a long war."

"I don't care how you do it, JUST GET ME THAT INFORMATION OR ELSE YOU WILL BE THE ONE IN THEIR PLACE!" Blueblood shrieks.

"Perhaps you'd like to try." The torturer replied. "Can't you just break into their minds?"

"You don't understand how that works you imbecile! If what you say is true it will be much HARDER to break into their minds than it would be to just BEAT IT OUT OF THEM! If they are so determined as to be so defiant than breaking into their minds would be near impossible. SO GO IN THERE, PICK UP YOUR TOOLS AND GET ME THAT INFORMATION! I NEED TO KNOW WHERE THEIR CAPITAL CITY IS, AND HOW WE CAN TAKE IT!"

"You can't." Came a raspy voice from one cell.

Blueblood looked to the cell where it came to see a very large batpony stallion in the cell. "What do you mean we can't take your pathetic capital, filth?!"

"I mean you can't take it." He says plainly. "You lack the numbers, you lack the training and you lack the strategical competence. You cannot take The Deep."

"Bring him out here." Blueblood said to his torturers.

The two masked stallions opened the cell and pulled its occupant out to force him into a kneeling position in front of Blueblood. Blueblood crouched down to see the bat stallion's face, to see a very strong and scarred face. The stallion had a scar running down his left eye and leaving it dead.

"Tell me what I need to know filth." Blueblood sneers. "And I might just spare your life."

The stallion chuckled darkly. "Like you would have spared me had there been no war? Please. Everyone knows that if we loose this war our kind we be extinct, but better extinct than under the regime of the equestrians, who had made our kind suffer needlessly. We will win, or we will die, there are no other options. So stop asking questions, to which you will recieve no answers. I have told you all I will, you cannot take our capital city. My home is safe, my friends and family are safe, my kind is safe, from you."

With that the stallion only chuckled darkly as he had before, and said no more, despite Blueblood having him flogged, beaten and tortured in every way imaginable. They got little more than grunts. The stallion was thrown back into the cell and Blueblood left for Celestia's chambers, perhaps she would know something.

He marched through the halls, passing guards and servants along the way. The many windows showing major events in equestrian history, the crystal empire, the minotaur war, the year without a summer, the dark ages you name it. He finally reached Celestia's chambers and barged in without knocking like he usually did.

"What do you want Blueblood?" Celestia demanded from her balcony.

"Information," he replies with an equal amount of venom. "Tell me where your sister is hiding, and if you do not know tell me what I can do to counter her. You know her best, and that makes you an advantage. Tell me what I want to know."

"I may not support the war Blueblood, but I would most certainly support Luna's side if I had to choose one or the other." She says. "I won't help you Blueblood, not if my life depended on it."

"We will win this war Celestia." He says to her with a hiss. "And after it is over your sister will be hung. Of course, you could spare her that fate if you just give us what we want."

"She's smarter than you are Nephew, if she was losing this war she would find a way for her and her people to escape to a place you would never find them. And if you did find them she would die on the battlefield, not on the executioners stage. She won't allow herself to be captured, and her people will not allow her to surrender. You won't win, you aren't able to."

Blueblood smacked Celestia to the ground after she said this. "Very well, when we capture your whore of a sister you will watch her while she hangs from the noose. I will make sure of it."

So he turned and left. Celestia stood and approached her desk, she opened the drawer and opened its hidden compartment, she took her next letter to twilight from it and put a second letter with it. One adressed to her sister. She put these in an envelope and gave it to her phenix. She watched her bird fly away to give the smuggled information to twilight, as well as a letter asking for news from the front.