"Discord?!?!" I said, honestly surprised at what Dashie had just said.
"Yes... He caused this war. He corrupted the CMC... Made Princess Luna, our only leader, go missing... He even twisted Princess Celestia.
Me and my crew are all that's left of the Resistance. It's up to us to save Equestria... But with Rarity gone, Twilight and Applejack missing... All we have left of the Elements are me, Pinks, and Flutters," she explains, kicking a stone with a hoof.
"Well then..." I say, looking at a hoof with a bored expression as it began glowing, much to the nervousness of the rest of the ponies. "You might need my help, hm?"
I hate putting up this false facade of being evil and insane, it's just not who I am anymore. But if it'll scare them into letting me help... I need to do it.
See, I know where I am. I am currently in a universe that is in the Veil. Fighting for dominance between dark and light. And if I can save this universe and escape... I can help the cause.
And something tells me... Discord must have something that can help me escape... He has to.
"You... Want to help us? I'm not against it, it's just... You're just a pony like us. What makes you think you'll be able to stop this war?" Dashie asked.
I couldn't help but giggle at that, considering the fact that I am certainly no normal pony.
"Oh, Dashie... Do you really think I'm a 'normal' pony like the rest of you?" I asked quietly.
"Well, yeah-" she begins before I interrupt her.
"Why don't you ask your 'Lieutenant' about the alternate self in her head?" I said, smirking, as this world's Pinkie gasped and began trembling.
"Wait... How could you know that? She's not told anypony about it since that thing got out of her head!" said Dashie in confusion.
"Dashie... Do you not question why her and I look the same? Seriously?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.
"You... You're a servant of Discord! You said that was where you were going!" Dashie yelled, spreading her wings to their full extent in the common Pegasi defense posture.
"Whoa, whoa, wait... That's what she said? That she was going to become a servant? Of Discord?" I asked, unwilling to believe that this alternate version of me would be so eager to serve.
"Yeah! That is what you said! And I don't like traitors!" She roared before charging at me.