//------------------------------// // 1 - Prologue // Story: Fallout: Equestria - Resistance // by tom117z //------------------------------// Chapter One: Prologue “Small butterfly. Big tornado.” War. War Never Changes. The magical land of Equestria was once a paradise of friendship and harmony, the beacon of hope the enveloped the whole world. But one simple change diverted one world’s course from another, leading to a war for natural resources against the Zebra Empire. A war that would never have happened in the other world, and never did. For that is the nature of the butterfly effect. One simple change, despite the seeming insignificance, and the world you thought you knew… is no more. Two hundred years passed in the war trodden world, and everything had come to an end. Balefire scorched Equus, bringing the apocalypse to all. And then The Stable Dweller came. She fought for what was good, to bring back the old world while crafting a civilization to learn from its mistakes. The slaver lord Red Eye and the monstrous Goddess were among her enemies. She and her friends fought valiantly, bringing the latter to her demise, saving the world. And here, once more, is where everything changes. Death Scythe. A ruthless, but relatively unknown and unimportant, colonel in the Grand Pegasus Enclave. In one world she departed to meet with the Goddess alongside her superior, Harbinger. Here she met her demise at the hooves of The Stable Dweller, who unleashed a balefire blast that consumed Goddess and Enclave alike. Enclave leadership for the war to come thus went to Autumn Leaf; Littlepip then led Equestria’s defence against the fascist regime, defeating them and returning the sun, and hope, to Equestria. But what if this unnoticed and unimportant colonel never made it to Maripony? What if her transport malfunctioned, and so she was left behind? What if Death Scythe lived? War Never Changes. But the world has. Footnote: Load Previous Save? Yes/No