--Ponyville--
One pony stood guard by the machine shop turned Makeshift prison, guarding the new prisoner, Soarin, when a mare with a light blue coat with a white mane and a screw for a cutie mark approached in a panicked frenzy.
"PLEASE, Help!" as the stallion approached the mare she grabbed him by his chin and ear and aggressively twisted snapping the stallions neck in one move.
"Thank you for your assistance." She said with a smile, patting the deceased stallions head grabbing his keys and trotted to the door to unlock it.
With the twist and kick the door flung open Causing Soarin' to jump, then the shop went silent he could hear rustling in the workshop area when a mare came through the room dancing with a large oil can in each hoof spilling its contents all over the floor.
"What the hay are you doing!?" Soarin' said confused.
"Covering my tracks!" The mare replied smile still on her face.
"Is this some sort of interrogation method, cause if it is it sure isn't working!" He spat
"Oh, silly silly soarin, I'm not with those buffoons out there blindly following that mare in the Armor!" Prancing and pouring oil on the walls and windows.
"So you're with the CDI?"
"Nope!"
"Then who are you with?"
"Hmmm, well there's me, and ME!" She said dumping the last of one of the containers onto the ground with an extravagant ballet spin, then setting the can on the ground to sit on to look Soarin' in the eyes.
"You see, you're a smart stallion, and you got some info that both sides want one, the location of Luna, and then the troop movement for Celestia's 'Operation Bad Light Pun', what I was thinking is y-" the mare said before she was interrupted by Soarin'
"I'm not telling you anything!" He said spitting in her face, without any expression the mare stood up and grabbed the other oil can and swung it at Soarin's head hitting him in the nose causing it to bleed.
"Tell? Why would I want that!?" she asked curiously
"The Intel I have, With it either side could win the war!"
"Exactly!" she said nodding her head, "Think about it. No Intel, no groundbreaking discovery, no clue, the war continues."
"You're insane!" Soarin said
"No-no-no, I am not insane, YOU are the insane one, I am a visionary!" She said striking a pose in the light. "You see I got to thinking, The princesses, YOU treat them as if they are gods. YOU follow them blindly, but me, I see it differently, I got to thinking," she said pausing for dramatic effect, "How do you kill a god? come on Soarin', you know the answer!" gesturing her hooves in a rotating pattern hoping to get the confused stallion to answer Then her smile turned to a frown and she slapped Soarin' across the face.
"ANSWER ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!!"
"H-how?"
"We let them kill each other." She said her smile returning
"They're hidden away for their safety, what could you possibly do to get them out of hiding?!" Soarin said with a raspy chuckle.
"Ah! I knew you were the smart one, I'm not going to do anything," standing up again she picked up the container with oil left in it and poured it on Soarin' then throwing the container at him bouncing off his chest with a thud, then a crash as it hit the floor, " I'm going watch the world burn, and I'll get a front row seat!" she said pulling out match,
"I'm not insane, I promise." walking away she stopped and turned around, "Oh, I almost forgot, send the people of the Canterlot Express my regards."
With the flick of the match it ignited, the Mare throwing it on the floor, the room started to catch on fire. leaving the building she closed the door and locked it, throwing the key into the bushes. Whistling to the tune of Hello Zepp, she walked down the street ready for the coming storm.