The Sun was bright in the late spring sky, hanging above at an angle. Fillies around Ponyville had been planning an event for weeks, and now the day of the event has arrived. The last day of school was finished, and the Cutie Mark Crusaders were excited.

“Are you ready for this Zerf war girls? Because I am!” An excited Applebloom shouted out, grabbing her large Zerf brand rifle. “This is gonna be so fun!”

Scootaloo’s smile was wide while she was sliding a foam dart into her small, clear bootleg hoofgun. “Of course it’s gonna be fun, Applebloom! We’ve been planning this for weeks!”

Sweetie Belle nodded while putting darts in her saddlebag. “We’re gonna steal the flag and win!” She announced loudly, her voice cracking on the final word. The unicorn levitated her poorly painted Zerf crossbow, the colors matching her mane. She admired the crossbow before putting it back in her saddlebag.

“Are we all ready to go?” Scootaloo asked, Gaining nods from the other two fillies. With that, they stood up and walked out of their clubhouse, leaving it a mess as usual.

When the fillies reached Ponyville park, they saw 15 of their classmates standing around waiting for the event to begin. After greeting some of them, Silver Spoon passed them each a slip of paper.

“Awesome! We all got blue!” The trio shouted excitedly. “Who else has blue!” Applebloom shouted, gaining a few words in response from some others while they shuffled over to where the Crusaders were standing. The red team huddled together to a tent set up on the other side of the park.

The blue team huddled together at their tent, the Sun casting beams through the leaves of the trees. The 9 children that the blue team consisted of were the crusaders, Featherweight, Button Mash, Twist, Aura, Cotton Cloudy, and Pipsqueak.

“Alright, Who’s in charge?” Button Mash asked, looking around.

“Well, who has the best grades?” Cotton Cloudy asked in response.

“I’m sorry Twist, but I’m not being led by you.” Aura stated

“I understand,” Twist said, sounding defeated.

“What about the crusaders?” Pipsqueak suggested, receiving nods of approval from everypony except the crusaders and Twist, who was too upset to respond.

“Us it is then.” Sweetie Belle stated. She looked over her team one last time before speaking. “We split into two teams.”

Ponyville was cold, dark, and in ruins. Huddled around a table in the remnants of town hall were the heads of the Resistance’s B team. Scootaloo, Applebloom, and Sweetie Belle were 64 years old and 3 of the 6 head commanders of the resistance. Next to them were the Father-Daughter Subcommander Duo of Stormbolt, the 45-year-old grey and yellow pegasus analyzing the map on the table, and Rising Flame, the 26-year-old orange, blue, and yellow unicorn that founded the Resistance all those years ago.

The sound of an HK-Aerial flying past downrange silenced the ponies around the table for a moment before Sweetie Belle continued the mission rundown.

“We split into two teams, B-A, and B-B. You Subcommanders lead B-A, and we will lead B-B.” Sweetie Belle put a cartridge in her plasma rifle. “B-A will storm the Canterhole from the front, while B-B will go in through the back. We believe that this facility is a research center, so expect weird machines, Skynet’s been using all of its resources after we blasted their main factory.”

“The plan sounds solid,” Rising Flame put her hoof on the map. “But with the number of troops we have, we wouldn’t be able to hold them off for more than 150 minutes.”

“You have to remember,” Applebloom adjusted her boots. “We are doing this at the same time that Team A is assaulting Skynet’s core at Las Pegasus. We are the sideshow.”

Rising Flame nodded, looking out the window. Once long ago, there was a mountain there, Canterlot hanging off the side. But these days, all that was there was a dug-out hole in the ground, with a Skynet Facility in the center.

“Alright, You get the plan?” Sweetie Belle asked, gaining nods from everycreature in the room. Troops started walking out of the room when Sweetie Belle looked at Stormbolt. “Good luck pal.”

B-B was sneaking through the dark ruins of Canterlot weaving around skeletons of ponies. Laser bolts could be heard in the distance, signaling that B-A had started their attack on the Canterhole. Commander Sweetie Belle held up her plasma rifle, turning a corner.

Sweetie Belle turned a corner around a tree when Featherweight stepped on a stick. The 4 other members of Blue 2 turned around and stared at Featherweight, who chuckled quietly. The team finally reached the back of the red team’s tent. Scootaloo snuck into the tent first, seeing Snips standing at guard. Scootaloo shot a dart into his back before grabbing the flag.

“C’mon guys! I got it!” Scootaloo shouted before darting around the field, Applebloom acting as support for her.

Scootaloo was nearly at the blue tent when she stumbled on her hooves.

Scootaloo was near to the Canterhole when she stumbled on her hooves, righting herself before she hit the ground. She ignored the pain in her hoof before catching up to the rest of the team. Applebloom placed explosive charges on a rear entrance to the facility before darting down into a hole. The door flew off of its hinges, allowing the Resistance forces to enter the facility.

The air in the facility was sterile and cold, causing Applebloom’s fur to rise on her neck. The turrets that hung off the ceiling down the hall whirred when they turned towards the entering Resistance. Before they could shoot, however, they were shot down by a Resistance soldier.

The troops split up throughout the facility, searching for anything important. While searching, Scootaloo came across a room marked ‘1000 holding chamber’.

“Hey Girls! What’s in here?” Scootaloo asked, opening the door with her plasma rifle held forward. Inside the room was a large central tank with a metallic liquid, surrounded by 8 tanks. 5 of them were marked 1000, with one of them empty. Another tank was marked 1001 which was empty, the next, 1002, had the liquid in it, and 1003, which, like 1001, was empty.

Scootaloo decided that this room wasn't worth her time, so she left. She joined back up with the other two commanders and walked down the hall.

The trio were silently walking down the hall when Applebloom noticed a Fleshed T-800 flanked by 2 other T-800’s running towards a room in the center. The trio began to chase the machines when the two guards turned around. Before they could do anything, the guards were shot by Applebloom. The red-furred T-800 entered the large circular room, the crusaders following.

In the center of the room were 3 large concentric rings spinning around each other, slowing to a stop. The T-800 stood in the middle of the rings, before they began to spin faster and faster, blue lightning striking the machine, before it erupted into a sphere of light. When the light dissipated, the stallion was gone.

“What the buck?!”

Author's Note

Wasn’t happy with all I revealed during this, So I rewrote it. I intend to rewrite the other chapters as well.