The miners had spent all day digging the snow out so they could rejoin their families. With one last shovel scoop of snow, the miners were finally free. Each rushed out into the village to their homes.
"What the?" Brom said as he walked down the road to his house, seeing a trail of blood. Fearing the worst, Brom ran faster down the road to his house.
There, Brom saw his sons, Silver Tail, and Bucephalus trying to drag their mother back into the house.
"What... what happened?" Brom says shocked by what he sees as he walks closer to them.
"Shh Daddy" Silver Tail says to Brom "Mommy and babies are sleeping."
"Sleeping?" Brom leans down to listen for a pulse in his wife. There was none.
"Sleeping? What about the twins?!" Brom says as he rushes back into the house. Bucephalus and Silver Tail look inside as their father screams.
"CELESTIA NO!"
Brom continued digging all through the day, digging the graves of two of his children, and his beloved wife.
"Why... why...?" Brom repeats to himself. Lifting the bodies of each, he lowers the three into the grave that he has dug. With one last kiss each, Brom says goodbye.
"Say goodbye to your mother and siblings boys.." Brom says to his children
"Daddy, why did mommy have to die?" Bucephalus turns towards his father.
With a deep sigh, Brom begins to speak "Bucephalus, Silver Tail. Loss, is a part of life. Part of growing up. It is inevitable that one day we die. Accepting the inevitability of death... is a part of growing up."
The young Bucephalus merely shakes his head. "I … don't understand father!" Bucephalus cries and turns away from Brom.
"I know you don't my son, one day you will. But know this, in this world, we lose while others gain. Our pain is their pleasure. Our loss is their profit. And the fruits of our labor belong to them. That is something I know you will understand."
Brom stood up "Come... my sons." Brom picked up Silver Tail for a pony back ride, and holding the hoof of his son, Bucephalus, led them back down the road to their house.
Many years go by, soon, Bucephalus, Silver Tail, are working side by side along with their father in the mines with other miners. Bucephalus began to notice the large economic variations. They the earth ponies, had to work all day and return to run down buildings. The unicorns and pegasi on the other hoof, just stood around, armed with crossbows and lived in better conditions, ate better, and paid more.
"Why do they get to stand around all day while we work?" asked Bucephalus whom had grown to large proportions at only 17.
"Because son, they are called 'Capitalists', a system set up by ponies over in a place called Canterlot. Now enough of chit chat, help me push this rail car." Brom responded pushing the rail car.
The miners were finally allowed to go back home, however, Brom had other ideas.
"Bucephalus, I know you are not meant to be a miner all your life. Look, you don't even have a cutie mark for it." Brom said as he pulled his son into an alleyway.
"But father, mining is all this village knows, and even then there aren't too many prospects for this village." Bucephalus tells his father.
"Ah Bucephalus" Brom tells him, "last night, at the worker's union, we have agreed on one thing..."
Bucephalus asked the question with the answer, that will mark him for the rest of his life.
"What is it father?"
"Revolution..."
"OY! You!" A unicorn guard beats an old stallion back down in the mine. "Get back to work!"
"Hey let him go you bastard!" Brom calls out to the guard.
"Poor choice of words Brom!" The guard smacks Brom hard, knocking him to the ground.
"Your mother hits harder than you!" Brom yells out
"You're begging for a bruising!" The guard continues beating Brom with the club. Little did he realize, that Bucephalus was behind him with a large stone.
"Get off him!" Bucephalus yells with the stone crashing down on the head of the guard.
"Father" Bucephalus says to Brom helping him up.
"Bucephalus, find your brother... AHHAHAHA! Every path in life, begins with a single step. This my friends is step one!"
The miners all yell in unison "Secure the keys!"
Brom turns to his comrades and yells "Now we take our village back!"
"URAHHH!" The miners yell, grabbing pick axes, shovels, and various tools to take on the better equipped guards.
"This is our village" Brom yells out, hitting a guard in the face with a shovel. "That.. was for my beloved wife." Brom then hits him again for good measure.
"What is step two?" Brom yells out
" Rise from the blackness!"
The miners continued to assault the company's guard houses and towers. Some throw Molotov Cocktails at various places, burning guards and buildings alike.
"Urrah! Push forward my friends!" Brom yells out. "We will never retreat! NEVER!"
The miners began to use a battering ram to break into the company's head quarters.
"Use the tear gas!" a Pegasus guard yells
Using the tear gas, the guards now had the upper hand, and began killing the miners.
"You bastards want a fight?" a guard yells "You've got one!"
The guards begin to indiscriminately slaughter all miners, many put up a fight only to be shot down in a wave of crossbow fire.
Some wanting to live surrendered, but they too only met with a bolt in the brain.
The desperate miners were pushed back to the village, where the guards began burning every building, even shooting down foals and mares as they attempted to escape the flames.
"Not one of these bastards survives!" Yells the captain of the guard.
Bucephalus and Silver Tail run out of the buildings as crossbow bolts fly across their heads.
"Father Noo!" Bucephalus yells when he entered one building seeing the corpse of his father laying down on the ground.
"Father... no..."
"Bucephalus! We have to go! NOW!" Silver Tail pulls on Bucephalus.
As the two ran, the last thing they saw was their village, now smoldering ruins.