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// Chapter 2 
// Story: If You Want To Go, I Won't Stop You. (3) 
// by TwiPON3 
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Wednesday 17 January 2018, 08:02, Twilight's Council Room




Celestia had come to be with Twilight for a time, because Twilight was her honorary daughter.
She was able to provide the condolence that she needed.
"Twili- uh Princess!" Human Sweetie Belle said, running down the hall with Celestia and Luna's journal, "Your book's going off!"
"Thanks, Sweetie Belle."
Twilight opened the book and found one line in an unfamiliar handwriting. It had to be done in haste.
Go to the UN. NOW!
"CELESTIA!!"
Within thirty seconds, the avatar of the Sun was in the council room.
"Yes?"
"Someone from the other world needs us at the un."
"Princess?" Sweetie said, "I don't want to say you're wrong, but it's the letters 'U' and 'N'. Not 'un'."
"Right," she said, teleporting two saddlebags full of the written Equestrian laws, "We may be at war."
At that, they both went through the portal, finding their human forms dressed in robes like Greek goddesses, but also retaining their horns and wings.
"EQUESTRIER!" someone said, "OFFENES FEUER!"
A quick spell to turn all of the firearms to duds, then another to seal the portal, and they were on their way.
"Princess!" Ms Harshwhinny said, running out of the school and wielding a pair of .375s at anyone who dared shoot, "Your counterpart, and every-damn-body else in that school is held hostage!"
"We got the message about the UN," Twilight said, "but-"
As if on cue, a 1987 Yugoslav Fiat 127-based car roared up the road, fishtailed a 180, and a blonde girl rolled down the driver's window.
"Need a lift?"
It was Seth's midnight-blue Yugo, the only difference was the tag now read MITZI instead of SETH. The two royal figures smiled at each other.
"Say no more!" she opened the passenger door from the inside as a Get-your-butts-in-and-lets-go sign.
Princess Celestia took the front seat, while Twilight took the back. To say that it was cramped... was an understatement.
"What's changed?" Twilight said to Mitzi as she revved the engine a few times to keep it from dying.
"Seth's gone," Mitzi shifted into gear, and drove like hell, "So I got his stuff," she went on a side as she looked at the speedometer, "80 ain't gonna cut it," she went back to the matter, "There's no commie living with us anymore, nothing's just blatantly shouted out anymore, and there aren't anymore power surges at the house. The place is jacked, I swear."
Celestia let her anti-firearm spell down, then...
Ka-POW!!
Now, they didn't have a windshield.
"Just how bad is this?" Celestia asked.
"Seth usually watches ВРЕМЯ (VREMYa), a Russian news program, to see if something is worldwide. I don't know Russian, and Google Translate hasn't exactly been kind with the TV Anchor, But according to Canterlot TIME News, our country and at least fifteen others are at war!"
Ka-POW!!
"AAGH!!"
The front-driver window was shot and the bullet grazed Mitzi's head.
"My face!"
That didn't stop Mitzi from going onto the on-ramp for Highway 473 North.
"What did it do?"
Mitzi took her hand off the top of her forehead to reveal a bloody gash
"Oh, dear me! Are you alright?"
"I'll get you there if it kills me."
Twilight noticed a missal in the distance, "How large-scale again?"
Impact about 70 miles north, causing enough damage to make the roads unstable.
"My answer," Mitzi replied, "That missal took out the northwest part of the state."
"So?"
"World War III."