When the morning sun rose, my eyes opened to greet the bodies of many ponies in uniforms and berets. I instantly wanted to scream. Every limb attached to me screamed in pain. There was something with my bones. How badly had I been battered? The dragon... where did she go? Where was I? Why wasn't I dead?
I heard voices. I turned to look. There was a village, a series of wooden sheds populated by poor equines in rags. This couldn't have been Silvadel. What was this? Axan... I could have sworn she...
A box. No... a coffin? I was being raised into something. My battered body was laid to rest inside a shiny container. Silver? No... Chaos metal? Oh, this is so not good. Please help me, Luna. I'm sorry Celestia. I have no clue what they are doing to me. Who are they? Who...?
I looked weakly past the shoulder of a pony reaching in. He was detaching my pendant. He was going to take the Element of Loyalty! That was bad! I could die! I could...
Wait... the villagers... why were they being lined up?
I saw a series of unicorns in uniform walking up. Their horns glowed as they raised metal boomsticks and loaded crystals into them. The villagers were tossed together in a cluster, their hooves trembling against the arid rock of the landscape. Fathers knelt by their sons. Mothers clutched their sobbing daughters.
Finally... a tall stallion marched into sight. He tilted his scarred face towards me, one eye glaring unemotionally. Then, with a shrill shout, he motioned towards the line of stallions.
They aimed their rifles straight at the villagers. No...
No... No... No...
Flashes of light. Dizziness. Blood and blood and more blood.
No!