This was bad. Death had just gotten the princess' letter. Words could not formulate how bad this could potentially be. Humans were bad business in Equestria. Through no fault of their own, they had caused riots, war and even full blown rebellion! War in Equestria had not happend since the times that the three tribes were seperated!
Death stood up violently from his desk, and strode out the door. Before turning down the corridor, he bumped into an old aquaintence of his. One of his fellow Horsemen.
"Hello." grunted War. The violent diety was never one for the current business model. He still wore his ancient and bloodstained armour, which creaked and squealed in protest as he moved.
He had his trademark battleaxe strapped to his back with cracked leather cords. The axe itself was horrifying to gaze upon. It had seemed to be forged out of bones and flesh, and some parts were still bleeding. They had been for countless milenia. The blade itself was very long, almost covering half of the handle, and it was styled to look like the gaping jaws of a dragon. War was, what one might say, a traditionalist. While the other dietys such as himself, Buddha and even The Devil had moved on to streamlined business practices, War stuck with his tried and true method. Killing everything in sight to sake his appetite for destruction.
"Hello War." Death replied, as coldly as he could manage. This was in fact, very cold. "I see you've managed to get in without causing too much of a fuss."
"They wouldn't let me in the building at first. I smashed one of their faces in."
"Oh good." Death said calmly. The last time he was there he'd nearly slaughtered half the Corporation! "It's nice to know you're finally showing some self control."
War flared his nostrils. He rammed Death up to a wall and pinned him with his fist. He growled for a moment befor letting him down. While it may not seem like it, War was the weakest of the horsemen. Death was the strongest, Pestilence was next and before War was Famine. The order however was constantly fluxuating before the forming of the Corporation. It was sort of a game to pass the time in their immortality. War put his armoured fists at his side.
"I came to tell you that you should keep your nose out of things you don't understand." He said, and with that, he walked out, occasionally breaking something of value.
That was very much unlike War. Normally, he would have disconnedcted his bones one by one, until Death put himself back together. War was up to something, and Death knew exactly what it was.
We had gotten the introductions out of the way fairly quickly. They were already very familiar with my name. I suppouse if you see someone wake up when someone else is removing your organs deems rememberance. But now I was being dragged around the small town by a quite possibly insane pink pony. I am yet to remember her name.
'Surprise'. I think...
Anyway, We had stopped at a large building that looked a lot like a gingerbread house. And from seeing many miscelanious bite marks, I immeadiatley assumed it was made from it too. But then again, that could have just been the sugar-rushing pink pony that did that. She seemed crazy enough.
"And THIS is Sugarcube Corner!" She squealed. I got up from being dragged around on the street to look at it, spitting gravel out of my mouth.
"NIce place." I said
"It's better than nice silly!" she said, jumping up to look into my eyes, and hanging there for a good five seconds "It's amziyfabytabulous!!! Let me show you inside!"
She grabbed my leg again as she dragged me up the stairs. I might not have teeth to eat anything with if she continues at this rate.
Pinkie was giving another one of her infamous whirlwind tours of Ponyville. They mainly involved dragging ponies by their hind legs through town. After a few new ponies had come to Ponyville, a deep trench had formed in the ground.
This just happened to be the trench Twilight fell in when she learned of Pinkie's 'Pinkie Sense'. All the other ponies could do was wait for Pinkie to return Andrew to them so they could continue their questions.
Rarity was still to ask about fashion and doomed to be dissapointed, Rainbow Dash began to wonder what kind of sports they had (But she also wanted to know about their adventure books) but Twilight was beggining to wonder about more complicated things, such as their abilty to balance, thought process, anatomy, et cetera, et cetera.
All Andrew was worried about was wether or not Ponyville had a good dentist.
"Are the preperations set?"
"Yes sir. We are approaching the specimin as we speak."
"Good. I want him in the experimentation tank as soon as possible. If we want Equestria to fall, we need that human!"
"Yes sir."
Pinkie Pie had almost dragged Andrew throught the entire town when her tail started twitching. When she looked up, a black form swooped overhead. Moments later, a thick cloud of smoke was released from a dropped canister on the ground. The same black figure landed quitely on the ground and stabbed a needle into the captive. After pushing the injection into him, the assailant launched into the sky.
When the smoke cleared, Pinkie looked around for Andrew. Then it hit her. With her hair deflated and tears in her eyes, she ran to Twilight with terrible news.
War stood atop a thatched roof, watching a pink streak rush through the village. War had seen her with the human before. Maybe she knew where he was. Leaping from the roof, onto the back of a passing pony, crushing it with his mighty boots, he ran through the street, knocking equines out of his path.
The pony War landed on however, was surprisingly fine. He was completely bewildered, and his back was quite sore, but he was alright. He was just about to question why this was, when he remembered something his life depended on.
Pinkie was just about to turn the corner to the library, when War smacked the back of his great gauntlets into her, knocking her unconcious. Grunting with satisfaction, the Diety of Destruction picked up his prize and vanished into an alley.
Celestia was in bed. After the events that transpired at the research facility, she had been hit with traumatic visions of the past. War, riots, blood, gore and hatred swarmed in her mind like vicious parasprites. A knock came at the door. Celestia unlocked the door and opened it. Her top researcher, Dr. Psych, walked in with a gim face and dire news.
"The magical tracking sensor on Andrew has ceased functioning." She said fearfully.
"Which cause?"
"Destruction."
"Magical?"
"I'm afraid so."
Celestia sighed heavily. This did not bode well.
"So they finally got him..."
Twilight was distraught, as were many of the other ponies. They had just heard that both Andrew AND Pinkie Pie had been attacked and kidnapped! They appeared to have been abducted by a group calling themselves the New Equestria Federation. An anarchist group that had been around since ancient times. They had attempted to ususrp the throne countless times, and had all but disappeared after the last war. Something had caused a resurgance.
I woke up. Whatever had attacked me had injected me with some powerful tranqulizer, as i was still feeling woozy and my vision was blurred. Reality slammed back into place. I was in another laboratory. More imoprtantly, i was inside a tube filled with green liquid, with wires hooded up all over my body. My hands and feet had been restrained to the sides of the tank, and i had a respirator on my face, feeding me musty, cold air.
I heard voices. Voices muffled by the green liquid. My heart was beating faster as i pulled against my bonds. The voices were faster now. More urgent. I felt myself slipping again. Soon i was unconcious.