Today We Summon Unity!

by Chemtest


Insubordination

I walk down the path to the city Canterlot, the army behind me. Joseph and Robin walk beside me. Robin smiles, “Can’t wait to show these bugs my arrows.”

Joseph shakes his head, “They’re called Changelings, Robin, keep that in mind when you choose targets. I don’t want to see a drop of red blood on your arrows.”

I look as the city gets closer, and stop our army. I stand in front of all of them, and start an inspirational speech, “Brothers, today we fight in glorious battle for the sake of one lost brother! These creatures that dare to have the name of Changelings have kidnapped one of our own, and declared war!”

Most of the crowd cheers at the announcement of war. All except for one grumbling voice that I just manage to gear, “Oh boy, the hybrid is leading us to death.”

I hold up my hand, and the crowd shuts up, “Who just said that!?”

A Spearton steps up, “I did, Atreyos! Why do we march for a Magikill!? This is your chance, prove you are a real Spearton and leave him behind!”

I walk up to them, and forcibly take off his helmet, “Brutus, how nice to see you.” I spit at him, verbally not physically.

He doesn’t even flinch from my words, “Come on Atreyos, this is your chance. Become a Spearton, leave that weakling behind! All he’s done is make you weak all you life, tainted your blood with his race’s! He is of a weaker race. Leave him, let us leave these petty races and regrow our own empire!”

I shake my head, “Race? Spearton’s are not a race. Not Magikill, not Swordwrath, not Archidon. We are all the same race, and we are equal in ways. I am not a Spearton because of race or blood, we are much more than that.”

He looks me dead back, “You are wrong. If not a race, than what are we?!”

I walk right up into his face, “We are an oath! To protect the weaker! To die in glorious protection!” I take out the Changeling horn that I made into a knife, “To kill our enemies! That is our oath! That is who we are!”

He shakes his head, “I would not be caught dead around one so wrong. You are a disgrace.”

I shove his helmet into his chest, “If you are not willing to learn, then you can leave. If you are not willing to fight, then you shall flee!”

He takes his helmet, “Then I will.”

I shout at him as he walks away, “Find a nice spot in Tartarus for when I come after you!”

The army is completely silent.

I turn to face them, “Any one else!? No? Good!” I point the knife towards a cave entrance, “Let’s go save Harry! Slaughter our enemies!”

The crowd cheers, and charges.