News from the Captain
A pounding on the door brought me back to reality. There was no doubt in my mind that my captain, Spitfire, was gathering the leaders of each squad for an All Captain Meeting. I had been daydreaming, trying to figure out why Spitfire had called for a meeting so randomly at such a late hour. Normally, I'd be asleep by now, resting up for the day of brutal training that lay ahead, but, as mentioned, tonight was a bit different. I stood up on all four hooves, adjusted my flight suit, and trotted over to the door. It swung open with a motion of my hoof, revealing Spitfire on the other side. Her fiery orange eyes had a slight look of urgency in them as she motioned her head towards the direction of the staff meeting room. I followed her, keeping pace with her urgent hoofsteps as best as I could.
Spitfire shoved open the door to the desired room, quickly making her way to the large chair she sat in during these meetings, nearly at cantering speed. I glanced around the room, scanning the faces of the other 18 squad captains. All 20 of us were here, although none of us knew why. My crystal blue eyes' gaze turned towards my captain who had just cleared her throat loudly to get our attention. We all silenced, each taking a seat at the lengthy table in the center of the room.
"Hello, fellow captains," Spitfire greeted hastily. We all replied politely, saying our 'hello's and 'good evening's. She smiled forcefully, almost loosing her cool, but quickly regaining it. "I've gathered you here for some important news that could not wait until tomorrow. I have gotten word from Princess Celestia that all of Canterlot was in desperate need of us. She requested we meet her at the Canterlot castle tomorrow afternoon to discuss an important matter." She explained quickly, pausing just so we cold soak it all in. She held her breath, fiery orange eyes hastily dashing about the room. I particularly was baffled, contemplating just what Spitfire was leading on to.
"Equestria has fallen into a war against itself. Every City, Empire, Country, Town, and Village for themselves. Canterlot has an advantage, with both the Royal guard and us Wonderbolts, we have 2 military forces, plus the two Alicorn sisters, we are nearly unstoppable. But there's a catch. You must decide for yourself which part of Equestria you wish to defend. Canterlot, or somewhere else. I have decided to stay, as have the rest of the Lead Squad, however, that does not obligate you to stay. Each pony has a right in the matter. Choose carefully, and be sure to inform your squadron of this. We must meet the princess tomorrow at high noon," she finished. "Questions?"
The captain of squad 13's hoof shot into the air. Spitfire cast her glance towards him, nodding solemnly to tell him to proceed.
"When will this war take place?" he asked with a deep voice. My ears perked up at the question. I never would have thought of that. Spitfire opened her mouth without a thought.
"In 2 days time. I assure you we will have our gear prepared by then, I just hope our combat training has been enough," Spitfire mumbled the last part. She scanned the room one more time before straightening up her posture and giving us a quick salute. "Meeting adjourned."
On my way back to my room, I kept my eyes cast down, focusing mostly on my silver-grey hooves as I contemplated the situation. This isn't something you just throw at somepony. and expect them to be fine with. I needed to soak it all in. I was one of the youngest Wonderbolts here, and I knew what I signed up for when I shook Spitfire's hoof . Combat training, Military courses, and hardcore training. I didn't expect being thrown into war only 2 years after I started my career. As captain of squad 2, I had by far the most intense workout in my whole squad, and while I am younger than one of my squad mates, I was still elected as the most mature and fit for the job.
In 2 days time, I'll be engaged in war against all of Equestria. Am I ready? Will we be victorious? Will i fight for Canterlot? All questions I don't have an answer to, but will soon figure out. The final question was possibly the most important at the moment. Canterlot is my current home, and I'm undeniably loyal to it. But Cloudsdale is my land of birth. My family lives in Canterlot, my mother, father, and 2 siblings live near the center where mostly unicorns populated. I could protect them if they weren't drafted in.
Canterlot it is.
As I re- entered my room, dreary and completely exhausted, I wondered just what was to become of me. In the heat of war, many don't survive, and even more don't leave unscathed, mentally and physically. What was to become of me? That's a great question that I don't have an answer to. There is always a chance of death, war or not, and I was bound to leave with at least one mental or physical injury. It was nearly guaranteed. Maybe its destiny that I should die, maybe not. From what I've gathered, war is a bundle of 'what if's, and questioning what's to come. The only thing I could do was pray to the divine Alicorn sisters that I made it out alive, that I would see the Equestrian sunrise every morning. A simple glimmer of hope was what I needed to guide my way, and I hope to remember that all the way through the war.
I slowly and softly lay my head on my soft pillow, letting my droopy eyes drift shut. With a small exhale, I conked out no more than 10 seconds after my head hit the pillow. Surely I would be exhausted in the morning, but I would bear through it with a cup of black coffee and adrenaline.