The key to power isn't immortality, nor is it strength, it is the simple spear and the will of the soldiers that wield it. Power to force peace, and war. Power to save, and kill. The standard-issue spear of the Royal, Lunar, and Solar guards are identical, and have been identical for hundreds of years, differing slightly only in style. They were passed down from their father, and his father, and his before him. Each has a story, and the oldest have a particularly interesting tale to tell...

A thousand years ago, we fought them with sharpened sticks. As you might've predicted, we lost. No, we didn't even put a dent in their numbers. But if there's one thing we humans were always good at, it's living in caves. No pony in their right mind would ever enter a cave. Too small, too dark, too dangerous.

But to us, it was a sanctuary.

Oh how we wished for a glorious final battle where our very species would be ingrained in myth, to be spoken of as mighty warriors that would rather face death than dishonor. Unfortunately, we faded away with barely an afterthought. The princesses returned to their thrones, and the ponies to their homes. Only the oldest of texts hints to our existence. Only the oldest of dragons have drawn human blood. Only a few beings clearly remember our faces.

Let us embrace the sunlight. Let us sleep under the moon. Let us smell the fresh scent of a spring forest. It is time my brother. Whether by eagle or by dove, we will return.

Let us march. The overworld is calling.

-The Key to Power.

The events recorded here are small snippets, from journals, transcripts, interviews, etc... All focusing on the history of humans. My name is Prof. R█████████ H██████, and we will be going on a little journey down memory lane.

They're a curious race, one filled with violence and love, honesty and greed. They're a chaotic species that managed to live in harmony. My personal journey started here, in the archives of the Manehattan University. I only have snippets, so if something appears in the middle, it's there because I organize my information in chronological order.

Are you ready?

Good. Let's go.

Nopony trusts anypony anymore.

One month ago, if Mayberry wanted to get a job, she would've gotten it within half an hour.

One month ago, if Mayberry wanted to leave, she would've simply waltzed out.

One month ago, if Mayberry wanted to have a quick chat in the streets, a friendly smile would answer her.

It is a normal day in Canterlot, but at the same time it isn't.

Equestria is at war. If a one-sided fight can even be called that. A thousand years of peace may have helped it prosper, but its once superior military was cut down each year, leaving only the Royal Guards, many of which have never seen combat.

The Elements were useless against a massive army, and there are barely enough guards to protect Canterlot.

Officially, there was no surrender. Unofficially, the country is already lost.

As a desperate last move, the princesses ask for help from a general who definitely has the power to turn the tide of this war. Thinking that this was all just a prank, he sends "help" in the form of wrecked enemy vehicles and a single construction dozer that got mixed in.

Crossover with C&C Generals ZH

Adventure

Whether they fight battles of legend or quietly manipulate the world, there will always be adventure.

Whether their motivation be justice or greed, there will always be adventure.

Whether they end with a glorious victory or the most painful tragedy, there will always be adventure.

What you will read here is a collection of events. Each will be a part of a journey. None of the characters will ever meet. Not all of the adventures will be similar, some will take place in different worlds entirely. In fact, I cannot guarantee that the stories you read will even start at the beginning!

But once you do read, it is up to you to expand that adventure.

Be sure to bring some imagination.

You'll need it.

Wrapping up winter after an unusual month long blizzard is nothing less than a time consuming and laborious affair. But with a certain lavender unicorn organizing, things are going well. That is, until a discovery shocks the entire town. A pale white cybernetic pegasus with golden wings frozen solid in the snow.

Neighbors are unsure, Twilight can't find any trace of her in the archives, not even Celestia has any clue as to the mysterious mare's identity. At least, no concrete evidence. But to the solar princess, she seems oddly familiar...