Silence. Deafening silence. This assaulted the ears of a young mare who was part of the 23rd Royal Infantry Division. Opening her eyes, they were bombarded with blinding flashes of light that threw up fountains of earth and ponies through the air. The humans had called in their thunder from the sky and it was tossing ponies and their bloody pieces every which way. It all seemed so strange and surreal to her, seeing all of this without sound. For she knew that each deadly missile screamed as it came in, then thundered as it exploded while ponies screamed in pain and in fear.
One of these strange objects had exploded next to her, tossing her to where she currently laid as well as stealing her hearing. Dazed, she tried to roll upright and stand. She found that she could not, as her body refused to obey her commands. She felt numb all over, as if she had been submerged into a sea of cotton. A tingling sensation spread from her neck to the rest of her body. After a few seconds she found she could move her body again. Rolling herself upright slowly, her head pounded with pain and a nausea that threatened to make her vomit.
She could not suppress the feeling, and turned her head to the side and upchucked her half digested breakfast of oats. Wiping her mouth with her hoof, she could only stare dumbfounded as she watched her division (or the remains of it) continue to charge the entrenched human position. Celestia had personally motivated her division and asked them to defeat this small force of humans. As a result many fanatically charged the position, regardless of life or limb. Not her, she only snorted in disgust as several careless ponies were felled by what the humans called a ‘machinegun’.
She did not believe in Celestia’s opinion that all humans should be eradicated. She did not say such a thing however, doing so could make you disappear. So like any good soldier, she kept her thoughts to herself, her mouth shut, and did what she was told. She knew this attack was a doomed suicide mission. Their enemy was entrenched and had their cannons on treads with them. They thought they might have a chance at victory, no matter how small it was. She gave up that thought when she saw the humans’ metal birds in the sky and when the rain of thunder began.
Several of her comrades sprinted past her as a loud ringing in her ears deafened her once more. The ringing stopped and was abruptly replaced by the chaotic sounds of battle. The screaming and explosions of the thunder missiles, the yells of her comrades, the cries of the wounded and the dying, and the ever present chatter from the humans’ rifles and machineguns. Collecting herself, she knew she had to carry on with the attack or die a coward. She pushed herself up shakily and took a step forward.
She fell into a heap, but tried to get up again. Again she fell, to her great frustration. Becoming aware of the feeling of pain, she looked at her legs and sides. She was bleeding from her left side and left legs. The missile had wounded her and left her unable to stand. Still losing blood, she put pressure on her wounds and cried out for a medic. To her dismay, the only ones she saw were too far away to hear her or dead. Hurriedly she applied the bandages she kept with her on her wounds. They would hold until she received proper medical treatment.
After a short while of crying out, a medic finally came to her to properly dress her wounds. He worked quickly, his face devoid of emotion or empathy. He had seen much death and it made him hardened to the harsh realities of the world. Earth and metal flew around him as he worked, giving him the appearance of some invincible saviour. “You’re lucky the fragments didn’t puncture any organs.” He said emotionlessly. She only grunted in response as he tightened the bandages around her wounds.
The sound of rushing air became audible and both ponies cringed in fear of their incoming deaths. “Get down!” The medic screamed as he shoved her flat to the ground. He then threw himself on top of her. The impact shook the ground violently and the last thing she heard was the angry explosion of the earth.
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Silence. Silence greeted the ears of the mare as she stirred from her forced slumber. This time her hearing was not stolen from her, the cawing of gore crows confirmed that. She jolted awake, remembering what happened before she blacked out. Surely she is dead, there is no way she could have survived. Forcing her eyes open, the same battlefield greeted her. The only difference was that there was more blood, a few more craters, and more bodies littering the field. Gore crows and vultures were mercilessly picking at the bodies and she forced herself to look away.
The battle was over. Whether her division won or lost, she knew not. Her eyes fell to the macabre sight at her feet. The medic who dressed her wounds was laying before her. His bottom half was missing and his entrails were strewn out from his torso and onto the ground that was slick with his blood. She almost vomited again, but restrained herself. He had shielded her and he had saved her. A thin smile was on his lifeless face. Seeing this, she wanted to cry. Why should he have died, while she was unscathed from the second missile!? Why!?
Tears formed in her eyes as she began to weep openly. She brought up her hooves to cover her face, but stopped when she noticed they were covered in dried blood. In fact, she noticed that almost her entire yellow body was covered in the crimson liquid of life. Suddenly, she realized that all of this blood probably came from the medic when he was blown in half. Saddened even further, another wave of nausea overcame her as she vomited for a second time.
Plunging into depression she buried her hooves into her face, disregarding the dried blood on them. She wailed for what was lost on this day. Her comrades, the humans, and the medic. She also cried for those that she had killed and regretted some of her past actions. She had slain a defenseless human family just because she was ordered to. How would she justify that to the judges of the afterlife? That she was ordered to do it, that it was beyond her power? No. She was responsible for her own actions, and she had willingly carried out her orders.
Emptying all of her regret, sorrow, and guilt, she cried and she wept. For countless minutes she did so, as the faces of her dead comrades and her victims haunted her. Voices in the distance snapped her out of her despair temporarily. Abandoning her sadness, she thought that her comrades were searching for survivors and that they had triumphed. With tears still in her eyes, she looked up excitedly for her fellow soldiers.
What she saw was not what she expected. Four figures were walking toward her, and indeed they were the voices that she had heard. Her joy turned into fear and sadness once again as she was able to make out the figures. They were taller than a pony, walked on two legs, and held rifles in their hands. They were humans.
Not this again.
2242829 Then don't read it?
go on....
2242861 Thank you
i like it and i also hate celestia so the beginning with her being an idiot is a good part for me
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I don't hate Celestia, but I wanted to portray a darker and I guess "flawed" Celestia.
Glad you like the story though.
2242928 well i should not have said hated i guess just least fav charecter in mlp right behind the glass from episode 1
I love it all ready i kind of hope for the human character it will be in 2 person but that just me, but any way's i like were this is going
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No, no, you're just making her strawman evul!Celestia here. It doesn't add anything worthwhile to her character.
Continue this story, I want to see Celestia dead.
Well this definetly a new story and it's not like the TCB stores where ponies own humans wiht out a try (I know this isn't a TCB story but similiar at some points) I woud like to read more chapters from this story to see how it woud turn out.
What's with all the comment dislikes?
good start
i just hope this doesent end up like the TCB where the humans get their asses handed to them
which is bullshit
finally the ponies aren't OP
2243869 Yes what he said pleas let the humans win but don't kill the ponies too. And on a serous note: I bet her batalion isn't the first one to share this simmiliar fate aganst human forces so wtf the ponies in equestra thinking?!?!?!? The only way the ponies get the message throught there tick head is when there hole military is dead?!? And what woud the main 6 woud think? What is Luna thinking about this? So many qwestions but not enougf chapters to answer it.........yet.
2244162 You're right. This is not the first force to blindly charge against the humans. As for your other questions, I will try to answer them without giving spoilers. Since I might continue this story in the near future.
Celestia's madness- Celestia has seen fit to eradicate the remaining human population on the planet. She will try to accomplish this goal by any means necessary, no cost is too high. At this point in time she is reckless, ruthless, and not afraid to abuse her power for what she deems to be right. Or should I say "For the greater good." Celestia is also very arrogant and is inexperienced with warfare, as she and her sister are much younger than they are in the show.
What would the mane 6 think?- Well, this story takes place before the current Equestria's formation. So this happened a couple thousand years before the mane 6 even existed. Hence, they will not appear in this story.
Luna's thoughts?- If I do continue this story, I will certainly explore Luna's thoughts and viewpoint on the matter. It would be too good to pass up.
2243630>>2243869 I'm glad that you like the story. I would say something about the fighting between the humans and ponies, but I'm afraid that would be a spoiler. I'm sure the end result will be a bit... different than the norm.
2243213 Uh... I'm not quite sure what you meant by this question. If you asked whether the mare in the story is Applejack, then I would have to say no. None of the mane 6 will appear in this story.
If you asked whether or not that I would do some human perspective for this story, then I would have to say probably. It is a good idea, and seeing things from the viewpoints of the different species would be interesting to compare and contrast.
As for the perspective of the story, I did it in third person. I may or may not name the mare or other future characters.
2243338 This goes for Everypony that reads my stories. If you don't like it, then don't read it. I'm not forcing you to do so, you did it of your own free will. If you have nothing nice or constructive to say, please don't say anything at all. If you dislike my story, then just quietly hit the dislike button and leave. No one wants to hear your hate for *insert reason here*.
If you do like my work however, feel free to leave a comment and I'll try to write more stuff for you guys to enjoy. Thanks for all the support guys!
-Nocturnal Loner
2243869 Yea, who even came up with the idea that a race of a few million candy-colored ponies that hasn't even hit the industrial age yet can defeat a race of 7 billion, death decinsitized, war hardened, industrial, people that have a minimum of 3 wars per generation?
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Not only would Equestrian weapons be no match for us they could only make 500 magical spears in say 1 month? When in 1 month at least 5 destroyers could be made and thousands of guns, vehicles, planes, ect. ect.
Then the social implications. If my lore is correct, then ponies havent seen a war for centuries. How would their society cope with suddenly having thousands of their friends and family killed? It would be like in Fallout Equestria where the pre-war society couldn't handle the stress as well as Humanity did in our cold war. Leading to their World War.
*dramatic reanactment*
Human family-
Little sister: Mommy is brother going to be alright?
Big sister: Don't worry he is brave he wont get stabbed by ponies.
Mom: Lets check CNN *goes to channel 200* Oh my. 5 thousand Humans killed.
Big sister: Lets not hope it's not our brother!
Little sister: YEA!
Pony family-
*all in a circle crying*
Foal: Mommy *snif* is brother going to be alright!??!
Mare: D-don't worry he couldn't possibly get killed by those humans.
Colt: Don't worry kids ever- *knocking on door*
Ditzy Do: Hey guys, just handing out casualty reports. *flys off*
Mare: *reads paper* OH MY CELESTIA! 10 thousand DEAD!
Entire family: *screaming/crying*
2244891 Okay thanks for answers but I have one more qwestion. I read on of your one shot fic where a ponie search a lost race remaning building and find out whant happend them and what did Celestia do and what personality seh truly are and then she kill thet poni so he woudn't showe the truth to other ponies about there "kind good princes".
So my qwestion is: is this fic is the past of thet one shot fic of your or this is a totaly different one wiht a different ending? (I only ask this becouse there is a lot of similarityes of this two fick in story elements)
Please let this one end differently ,storys where ponies slaughter humans like in TCB stories make me sad :'c
2245631 This is a completely different story. It borrows elements from the two shot I wrote but the two stories are not canon with each other, so they are unrelated.
2245677 Oh thank you so there is still chance for humanity to survive in this story.
(I know you said thet the ending will be unexcepted but please please PLEASE wiht cherry on the top let the humans win and survive pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease)
2245626 This is true. However, this scenario assumes that ponies are brought into the human world where mankind has not destroyed itself and global society remains fully functional.
In my story here anyway, humanity has almost destroyed itself and only a handful of survivors remain. Somewhere in the ballpark of only about one million humans spread throughout the world, if not less. Global society has collapsed and almost all major manufacturing facilities were destroyed from the nuclear war. It just so happens that a decent portion of the survivors were in America, and that many of these survivors were part of the military.
While the ponies came from their dimension as it was destroyed. The entire pony population from their world, which I'm going to assume is over several million ponies, arrived in our world. As a result they drastically outnumber the surviving world population of humans. They are also only fighting the American survivors which is not every surviving human. Several groups of humans have survived and are isolated from each other all over the globe. The Americans are unaware of this, so are the ponies. So both the Americans and ponies believe that they are the only surviving humans on the planet.
In conclusion, it would not seem far-fetched for the ponies to defeat the remaining Americans. Even though they have better weapons and technology, the ponies might be able to win a drawn out war of attrition. You have to remember that the humans cannot manufacture weapons and goods as quickly and efficiently as they used to. Plus, only about 1/2 of a million or less humans are in America, and not all are soldiers who are fighting. So the ponies winning the war is actually pretty darn possible, especially if they got smart about it and utilized their advantages such as magic.
2244162 first of i agree with you
second of SLOW the fudge down your brain is moving faster than your fingers
2245626 YEEAH
we are a billion strong war hardened for TEN THOUSAND years in a planet that constantly tries to kill us, our neighbors constantly tries to kill us
heck OUR FRIENDS may even try to kill us
we have technology and logic on our side
but magic trumpts all that because "magic"
HUMANITY IS SUPERIOR
2245802 So is this story going to be a 'Humanity drops it's pants and surrenders to candy-colored pones' kind of thing?
2245802
interesting but still must be military bases, bunker, submarine, satellite networks, aircraft carriers around the world, especially in countries without atomic power side, a devastating war to wipe all trace of manufacturing technology and capacity resources have almost extinct all life on the planet
2246823 I did not say that. I'm simply saying that under the right circumstances even the most powerful countries or other such things can fall to an inferior enemy. It has happened in history before.
2247173 Valid points indeed. There are underground bases, submarines, and aircraft carriers that would be largely unaffected directly from a nuclear holocaust on the landmasses. I did not think that far ahead, as I was inspired to write this story on a whim (albeit a strong one). Thank you for mentioning that.
In my story some manufacturing complexes exist, although they are few in number. Like in a real war, certain cities and locations were targeted for specific reasons. Such as manufacturing districts, strategical positions, and the head of government. And I would have to agree that the bombs themselves did not kill nearly everyone on the planet. Doubtless they would have killed millions, if not a billion or two, but the majority would have probably died from a long and harsh nuclear winter. Thus the one million or so surviving humans would be the ones and the descendents of those who survived the prolonged nuclear winter.
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Oh, that wasn't constructive at all, obviously.
There's no hope for you.
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Yes. It has, but only in two scenarios: a protracted occupation by a foreign power, and one side having more bodies than the other side has bullets (or something similar). And Equestria . . . Well, even in a post-nuclear war atmosphere (which wouldn't destroy the whole world anyways, simply because the vast majority of countries aren't considered targets, and the vast majority of land and cities in those countries targeted aren't targets themselves) there's no way they -- or any pre-industrial society, for that matter -- can win a drawn out war of attrition. Ignoring obvious things like "rate of fire," any Equestrian invasion of Earth would be utterly destroyed because they don't have adequate medicine to stave off disease (the biggest killer of armies before WW2), don't have any maps of anywhere on the globe (which would mean they're fighting blind every time the front shifts), and perhaps most strikingly, can't fight at night (the night vision goggle is perhaps the most game-changing technology used in war today because it ended war being solely diurnal).
2248066 *sigh* I give up. I appreciate the info and all, but why does everyone have to criticize this story, and others like it, for a supposed lack of realism? I haven't even said whether or not the humans would win or lose, and many are griping about the paths that the story could take. Fiction is fiction, reality is reality. Why should fictional stories have to be realistic compared to what would actually, or supposedly happen? Or for that matter, why should every little thing be accounted for?
Fictional works are rarely realistic and that's a good thing. Spending all of your time in reality would suck, thank goodness we have imagination. Yes I know my story isn't realistic. That's because it's fiction and I can shape it how I want. I just don't understand why others can't see and accept that, and why they complain about how they think stories should have been written instead of enjoying them for what they are.
I don't know. I'm just tired right now. If I can think of more ideas for this story, I'll add to it. Until then it's going onto the back burner while I focus on my other story.
Please tell me they still got Abrams.
2245677 MOARPLEASE?
2246225 yeeeeeeeeeh thet's kinda my problem but sometimes I can't help it : / and thank you for agreeing wiht my opinion.
So what year is it on earth? Modern times?
Warmongers.
Putting the laughter, back into slaughter.
2250920 Essentially, yes.
2248660 What else would those 'treaded cannons' be?
2253421upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/35/MobileGS.jpg upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/9/94/Two_M-3_Bradleys.jpg This is also a tank, upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/5d/%D0%A1%D1%82%D0%B8%D0%BD%D0%B3%D1%80%D0%B5%D0%B9.jpg And that's made by Cadillac.
2249154 *Blasted out of the chair from intensity of the demand. Picks self up and returns to chair.* Maybe, just maybe.
2252980 Do I smell cupcakes!? I love cupcakes...
Awesome story it kinda gives that First-person Shooter feel
(i play alot of Call of Duty , it doesnt even matter what kind as long it's awesome )
i hope in all of human (and pony) kind that Celestia gets herself assassinated and then this would be all over
humans and their unforgiving weapons of pony-destruction!
i have a feeling that this would escalate fairly quickly
We still have some nukes left so yeah we would just have to launch one to show them whose boss
2248660 Dem Leopard 2A6s bro.... Still, i consider the cannons on treads to be Abrams, since every bloody army story tends to do with america and their vast quantity of killing machines. But hey, a man can dream cant he?
2248066 Yeah, Equestria would be decimated. Even with their magic, and great argument made by the author of heroes and allies, Humans have numbers, and dont get me started on wartime production. America already spends as much as the next 12 countries in line on their military budget, and this is a peacetime thing. When war comes, America will start the ultimate haul ass procedure, and we arent short on munitions, oil, manpower, and should the scenario be that bad, cannon fodder. Than... There are the other 250 or so countries... And if we miraculously start losing, nukes... What can they do? Oh yeah, they dont even have any. EVEN in a post apocalyptic procedure, Einstein says only 2/3s would be killed. And judging by this "small human force" They are kicking some serious arse. Hope to see the author mention Europeans (Germans FTW). After all, there would be alot of fronts for equestrians to focus on... Hopefully Celestia gets *BLAM'd* since judging by nameless royal guard scrub #1 its not a religious zeal that rivals the crusaders in the first three crusades (not the 4th, they were tards and you know it)
2321648 Abrams and Leopards are basically the same thing- same people designed both, except the Abrams is newer than the Leopard, and beat it in a comparative competition. But they've got the same cannon, and similar armor, so they're about the same.
2321682 that's where your wrong. The leopard 2a6 has a 25% longer cannon, and slightly thicker frontal amour with superior angling. Than again, the Abrams is vercatile and lasts forever, partly due to the OCD like management of it
2321915 They have the same model of cannon though, don't they?
2321662 The twisted and corrupt Celestia in this story may or may not get what's coming to her. I can't tell, that would be a spoiler.
2322133 just a 122 smoothbore, that's where the similarities end. and dont forget, the leopards have alot of different models, but the 2A6 is the "premiere" model, so to say.