For the next several days, Twilight keeps up the charade, the lie she is currently living. She's not evil like the regal tyrants and she knows they know it even though they don't admit it. That night, Twilight puts the crown on the table then takes it up in her hoof once again and looks at it. It's not a crown she deserves. It's a crown of a ruler dictator, a tyrant not the kind, loving princess she is. "What was I thinking? Infiltrating the regal tyrants' castle. What have I gotten into?" Twilight sighs to herself as she falls asleep for the night.
Meanwhile, in another part of Ponyville, the rebels are busy gathering weapons to attack the castle. "You sure these guns can take down two full grown alicorns?" asks Chastice.
"They sure can," replies Drake. "These guns can take down everything."
"I hope you're right," sighs Unity as she grabs one out of the box.
The three then take the rest of the box of guns back to their underground area and pass them out to the rest of the rebels. As they pass out the guns, they hear some bad news. "I just got word," says a younger member of the rebel group, "that Gruntess was recently tortured and killed by the tyrants."
"His death won't be in vain," says Drake, "I promise. We're going to take down those evil tyrants. I promise."
The next morning, Twilight wakes up and joins the regal tyrants for a breakfast of hoofmade pancakes. "At least some things never change," whispers Twilight to herself. "Just like Celestia, Daybreaker has the hobby of making pancakes for breakfast every morning." Twilight then cuts a piece and takes a bite. She then takes several more bites then eats another whole plate. She has no idea that the tyrants drugged the pancakes she has been eating and she is soon knocked out and dragged to a dark room, where she is chained to the wall.
A few hours later, Twilight comes to. "Where am I?" she says. "Where am I?"
"You're in containment," replies a guard who is standing outside the door, "now shut up."
"Never!" replies Twilight. "Now let me out!"
"By order of The Divine Rulers Daybreaker and Nightmare Moon, I cannot," replies the guard.
A few hours later, Twilight gives up on calling for help and switches to praying. "Please Drake, please rebels, get me out of here. I can't take much more. Soon they come to kill me. Make haste and come to my rescue. Please."
A few minutes later, the rebels unlock the cell and free Twilight from her change. "Drake, you came!" sighs Twilight as she jumps into his hooves and embraces him in a hug. He then pushes her off and she willingly lets go. She then takes a gun along with her hood, which she puts on. They then sneak through a lower corridor and towards the throne room. Their plan is in action and soon the result will come to fruition. Twilight just hopes that they won't die protecting her, but if they do die, then they'll die in honor of their country...or at least, what used to be their country.
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Yes I got that from the movie since it was the best piece of comedy in the entire movie in my mind.
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Is this a series of yours? Like more stories that explain these characters? I'm just wondering you know like how they look... call me a hypocrite because sometimes I can be vague at times.
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I wasn't planning on making this a series. Why?
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Just a question m8
Umm, Creativa, dearie, we need to have a little talk about technology. Specifically the schizo tech of Equestria. While there may be things like movie theaters and ovens there generally aren't guns. The weapon of choice for royal guards is spears. That's the level that weapon technology is at. While yes, you could make a vague argument of 'alternate universe so anything goes' you haven't made any real indication of a different technology level outside of 'guns exist now'. More to the point why would they need to have invented guns if Equestria was pretty much Equestria until the Daybreaker incident? Aside from the friendship defeated villains things are generally peaceful. Gonna need some backstory to justify your guns is all I'm saying.
Wow, for a second there was almost something resembling tension. Glad that got nipped in the bud.
Rebel Ex Machina!