Equestrian War II
Chapter II
The train stopped in Canterlot, where I got off, along with the rest of the ponies who had come with me. At the central station in Canterlot, where each railway line branched off, going into different parts of Equestria, more trains arrived, and more colts joined the painful march toward the castle.
There were hundreds of us, maybe even thousands of us, all with our belongings, and possessions, walking through the streets of Canterlot toward the castle. We arrived at the castle, and I saw the massive castle walls towering above me. As colts wandered, about, whether it was freely, or under order, I saw Big Mac swiveling his head about, looking for something.
"Hello Mac."I said walking up to him.
"Howdy Derek."He said. "This was the last thing I expected. Being brought to the big city, to be trained to go to war. I don't know about you, but I sure as hell ain't no fighter. I'm a workin stallion."Big Mac explained.
"Not really sure what think of all this. I'm more of the caring colt. The last thing I want to do is kill anything."I responded.
"Heck, I'de say Applejack puts up more of a tussle then me. That's another thing I've noticed. There ain't a single mare that came with us. What's up with that?"
"What do you mean Mac?"I asked.
"I mean, why do the mares get to stay safe and sound, when they could be with us, helping to fight. Something just doesn't add up. I've known some mares who are fully capable of puttin up a good fight."Mac explained.
"I know what you mean. I mean, what if Ponyville is next. All the stallions have been taken away, not to mention half of Ponyvilles population. There's no way they could defend against an attack. It's down right outrageous!"I responded. Our conversation was interrupted by Celestia, who appeared on a balcony, and prepared a speech.
"My fellow colts, and stallions. We are on the brink of war. At approximately Nine-O-Clock yesterday morning, the Chrystal Kingdom of the north, was invaded and destroyed by our recent foes, the Griffons. We have gathered as many of you as we can to help fight the evil that is coming. You will each be assigned to a battalion, and each of you will have different duties and jobs. You are Equestrias' guardians, and soldiers. Each one of you will make fine soldiers. My job, is to protect the lands…I won't succeed…not with everything, as I have already failed."Celestia said.
She continued, "For now, we remain safe. But soon, you will be sent out to fight back, and we will show ourselves as the superior species on this planet. DISMISSED!"She finished, disappearing from sight. Big Mac and I separated for a time, and after an hour of briefing, and explaining who our sergeant was, what battalion we were in, we regrouped.
"So which unit are you in?"I asked.
"Uh, unit 262…I think."Big Mac responded.
"Then I guess we'll be fighting along side each other. Do you know who our drill sergeant is?"I asked.
"Nope."Mac responded. I looked around, and saw a number of signs, and each sign had ponies who were separating around it. "Here follow me."I requested. Big Mac followed me, and I searched the signs. Unit 259, Unit 260, 261, and finally, we reached Unit 262.
At the sign, was a guard, who had a paper and clipboard. "Names?"He asked.
"Derek, and Big Macintosh."I replied. He searched up and down the paper.
"Move along."He said stepping aside for us to enter. Gates separated us from different units, ensuring none of us strayed.
It was a tough time in the training services. We'd do all kinds of drills. From stubbing the bathroom floors with toothbrushes, to putting together guns, and then taking them apart again. Throughout the entire time, Big Mac told me all about the apple business. He told me all the different sorts of things you could do with apples. You could simply eat one raw, bake a pie, or have yourself a nice cold cider.
After about a month of training, no other attacks had occurred since the invasion of the Crystal Kingdom. Big Mac and I were shipped off to neighagra falls, where our unit settled in, and stayed. Once we got there, Big Mac and I watched each others backs, even though we weren't even in battle. The person in charge there, who was named Lieutenant Brickle. Lieutenant Brickle, may have been a smaller stallion than me, but he was a hard soldier, indeed.
He told Mac and I how his father had died in the first Equestrian war, and received the Equestrian Medal when he died. It took about another two weeks before we actually went out and did anything. When we did, we walked through the freezing pouring rain of the north. We marched through small, sharp, stinging rain. To big chunky rain, that pounded us.
Yes sir, it was hard times indeed