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// Safe Haven 
// Story: The Equestrian Civil War. 
// by Grandore 
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Chapter 7: Safe Haven


It was early the next day when Grandore awoke. Not only did he wake, however, he woke with a start, for he had just woke from a horrific nightmare. The nightmare, ironically, was of him burning to death in a fire. “Where in all of Equestria am I!” he yelled. 

“Don’t worry, Captain, we’re in the hospital.” Octavia said. Grandore then noticed that his entire squad was there. They were out of their armor and were wearing what they naturally wore, Archmane was wearing his watch and a pair of glasses, Octavia wore her bowtie, and Silverspeed had her bow strapped to her back.

“Well, not a hospital, the closest thing to a hospital near when you got hurt!” Silverspeed said, walking over to Grandore’s bed.

“What do you mean, ‘closest thing to a hospital’!” Grandore yelled out of fear. Am I in an animal clinic? Or worse, A farm with a retired nurse or, or-

“You’re checked into what is called the ‘Peace Corp.’” Archmane said from his position at the window. He glanced over at his master, who laid in the bed with bandages covering most of the burn left from Flim’s firebolt.

“And who is it ran by?” Grandore asked as he looked between each of his squad members. He was soon answered by a very familiar voice.

“Um, that would be me, Grandore, sir.” The yellow pony walked in with her pink mane covering her right eye. “I overheard you from the hall, and, um, I thought I’d stop by and say hi, um, if you don’t mind.” She said. “My name is-“

“Fluttershy, The pony who refuses to fight!” Grandore said, “Excuses me if I’m a tad small bit tipsy, Fluttershy, but your morphine is kicking in!” Grandore laid his head back on the pillow as his leg went numb. “Fluttershy, right? One of Twi and Rarity’s friends?” He asked her.

“Oh yes, that would be me.” She said in her quiet, shy tone.

“And what is this….Peace Corp?” Grandore asked as politely as he could.

“It’s what I created to help anypony in this war that needs medical attention,” She said walking to his bedside, “and you’re the first patient!” She exclaimed her point and gave Grandore a smile as she turned to the rest of his squad. “He’ll be alright, the burn will go away in atleast a day,” She said cheerfully as she turned to leave the room. “Oh, say your good-byes, no visitors in the next hour,” She finished and closed the door.

“So… was the mission successful?” Grandore asked curiously. “Or….Did we fail?” 

“Oh it was successful, I mean, we ARE in Ponyville after all.” Silverspeed said with enthusiasm. With a point of her hoof Grandore looked out the window to see a purple barrier going up infront of the morning sky. “We’ll be here until told otherwise, according to Celestia’s letter!” Silverspeed finished.

“Well, I guess it’s time to get settled in.” Grandore said leaning back in his bed. “Squad Lightbringer, You are dismissed from this room, go enjoy a day off in Ponyville.”