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// Continued Observation 
// Story: Twilight's Curiosity: War 
// by Mr Anomalous 
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Continued Observation


Warning: This chapter is when highly descriptive and excessive gore begins.

The black-clad humans began scuttling around, gathering the bodies and throwing them into one big pile. Their own fallen comrade was stripped of his weapons and ammunition, and gas mask filters.
Luna had a bored expression on her face, but Twilight was having a difficult time processing what just happened, and her ears were still ringing. She shook hear head and cleared away the dimness then looked at Luna.
Princess Luna ignored her and gestured that more was going to happen. Twilight looked out of their little gap and watched as one black human covered the pile of rag-tag ones with a foul smelling liquid from a red container. Twilight looked closer and saw him pull out a match, light it, and drop it.
The heat was intense enough to be felt from the other side of the street. Then the screaming started. One of the other humans, also shirtless, had been playing dead. When he tried to climb out of the pile, a black-clad human grabbed him and shoved him back into the inferno, holding him down with his boot.
"Freaking animal! Burn, its what you deserve." He spat.
Twilight gasped. "That's horrible! No one deserves that!"
Luna answered, "He seems to think so," she gestured with her right wing.
The other black humans waited patently for the rag-tag man to perish as the leader shoved him back into the fire every time he tried to jump out, and Twilight had to use magic to avoid retching as she saw the rag-tag human 's flesh come off of his bones more every time he left the fire . He was literally leaving drops of flesh on the asphalt.
Finally, he didn't try and crawl back out .
"Let's go, I just got a message from base, we're needed; there's been a large attack. We're in for a big one>"
They all silently went down the road, back the way that they had come, leaving the body of they're teammate laying in the middle of the street, arms folded across his chest.

Twilight Sparkle, prize student of Princess Celestia, couldn't believe it. Nothing like that would ever happen Equestria. Well, there was your occasional psychopath, but that was about it. Hay, the Court of Canterlot had only been used three times!                                                                             
Twilight turned to Luna with mournful eyes, "Okay, I've seen what war is. Can we please go home now?"
"Thy hath not seen anything yet, Twilight Sparkle. We are going to follow these men."
"Men, Luna?"
"What full-grown men are called, the human word for 'Stallions'."
"Oh...okay."
They climbed from the basement and quietly followed them. By then, the fog was beginning to clear, so they had to be more careful not to be seen.
Soon, Twilight began to hear sounds similar to the ones that those weapons had produced (Guns, Luna had said, there are many types, she also explained how they work, thought Twilight already had a pretty good idea) only further away, and there was a lot more.
The Black uniformed men began to pick up the pace, as did Twilight and Princess Luna. Soon, both groups were at a gull-blow sprint, as the sounds drew closer.  
Flames began to pour out of the buildings near them, and, soon, they rounded a corner, and Luna stopped, Twilight following. The sounds were very close, almost deafening.
"We're going on top of this building," Luna said.
"Huh?" But Twilight was already being carried farther and farther up the side of the building that Luna was referring to
.	Luna walked over to the edge and motioned for Twilight to come.
"Come, now, and watch."
The pupils in Twilight's eyes became smaller than ever before as the scene unfolded in front of her. The streaks flew everywhere,  into walls, far in the air, and across the ground. The two sides, The Black-clads and the Rag-tags were each positioned on either side of the street, and the two ponies had flown on top of a building that was owned by the Black-clads.
Twilight heard voices underneath all of the explosions and the cracking. They were a floor or two below them.
"Luna..."
"I know, Twilight, do not worry. They are setting up a large gun in a window below us, they will not venture up here.
There were more voices and some clinking sounds, when Twilight was startled. That was indeed a very large gun. Twilight watched the streaks slam into the other side of the street piercing walls, and launching dust out of the concrete.
Twilight saw one streak hit the bottom of a window, where a rag-tag was standing, and the force threw him out of the opening headfirst. His legs were gone, completely torn off, his jagged bones projecting from the mutilated flesh. He was screaming very loud, and he finally met his doom with a sickening crunch. 
The large gun began firing on the fortifications on the bottom of the buildings, killing many ragtags, tearing off arms and legs, and sending off large sprays of blood.
One rag-tag was attempting to crawl away, both of his legs gone, leaving a trial of thick blood, when his back exploded in a spray of blood and torn tissue.
The shards of his spine created deadly shrapnel , and another rag-tag was hit in the eye, and was killed immediately.
Even magic couldn't stop Twilight from vomiting this time around. It was to much.
Suddenly, a group of black-clads burst out of the door on the building to the left of Twilight and Luna, and Luna pulled Twilight to the ground.
"Shh," she said
Twilight peeked over the edge, and watched as a group of four black-clads set up what looked like a small cannon, but it was pointed directly up.
"If they want to hit the other guys, they're going to need to learn how to aim better." Twilight said.
"Watch." Luna said.
One of the black-clads then loaded a small projectile into the tube and nodded to another who then kneeled down and there was a loud thunk as the muzzle spat fire. There was a trail of smoke, and Twilight saw how the weapons was aimed for and arc effect, and she watched as the missile landed in the midst of rag-tags, sending shards of wood, chunks of concrete, and geysers of blood in every direction.
"Yeah! We got 'em!"
This violence that surrounded the two ponies lasted for a while, then Twilight gave up.
"I want to go now."
Luna answered, saying, "Almost, My dear Twilight, the end is approaching."
Twilight was crying out of desperation, and thick tears ran down her cheeks. "Please," she begged.
Luna look at her with a sideways glance, and then said, "Look, Twilight, that is the end."
Twilight followed the Princesses's gaze, and saw something stream out of the sky far away. It disappeared for a few moments, then the sky went dark for a second, then there was a white light, and, a mushroom shaped cloud of smoke and fire.
"No! No, no, no, no, NO! They said they wouldn't DO THAT!"
Luna's Aura appeared,  and, just as the blinding heat approached, everything went black yet again.