A/N. Right, Rainbow Dash! I have no idea about her mannerisms either so if you would just bear with me for a chapter that would be really helpful. If you have any ideas for the other 4 characters, a PM wouldn't go amiss and I promise to read all suggestions. Well, maybe not seeing as I will probably write 3 maybe 4 chapters this weekend seeing as its now snowing quite heavily. Lol, snow in March, XD.

Chapter 9

Being in the Air-Force was AWESOME even if you got shot at every day and you had to fly away from the crazed madman with the anti-tank Gatling cannons firing at us. It was still awesome though because I got to fly with the Wonderbolts even if it was in quite strange situations. Oh yes Applejack, I was there when you were skiving. I got worse injuries that any of you did. Alright I'll stop arguing and just write.

I think we lost Dodge Junction too if only by a little bit, and the fact that we were just developing tanks when they had just developed them wasn't helpful. We seemed to lose most of the battles we fought. Funny that. Anyways, by this time I was armed with machine gun I think. It hung from my middle and there was a button on the top that if I pressed, it would fire. It was pretty cool. There were no robots on the battlefield anymore, The Monster had deemed them too valuable and was working on them all the time our intelligence said. I have to say that the skies were pretty dangerous but I made it didn't I? Well yeah I did get my wing broken and I did almost die from blood loss but meh, I'm still alive. The war wasn't so bad on us pegasi, they didn't really attack our cities as much as the others because they were horribly outnumbered by us but we did suffer as many casualties as the other races. We lost Los Pegasus and Appleloosa was totally destroyed. They levelled it, razed it to the ground. I think I'll describe that battle.

We took off as soon as the signal was given that enemies had been spotted. The first wave was simple seeing as we were over grassland the bombs did no damage if they fell but when we got into the city our tactics had to change. We tried to set the bombs off that they were carrying so that very little explosive hit the ground. But some still did. And when it did it was devastating, buildings were totally destroyed; soldiers from both sides were killed by the explosions and the shrapnel. The worst were the ones that took the little bits of shrapnel that couldn't be removed but were fatal. You would watch them suffer and try to work through it without knowing what was hurting them and then falling and dying for a reason unbeknown to them. We knew of course but we didn't tell them because it would destroy them and they would refuse to fight and that is what war is about. Fighting and dying or fighting and watching others die. I killed like everypony else but I killed without remorse, I never thought about whether they enjoyed life before I ended theirs. They were clones though, they don't have feelings. Do they? But our main priority is if the Princesses carriage ever comes into sight we must defend it with our lives for the Thing will be after it like a bullet. We have to give our lives to try to stop him. There is only one way. I pulled it off once, what you have to do is shoot right at the seam between metal and flesh at its wings. This will throw it off course and might ground it if you're close enough. My dodging was pretty good even if I did get shot in the wing and have it broken but not once did they hit my body. It got me once but I dodged but it gave me this scar on my face that I think will never heal. It's the way it uses its wings as weapons that scares me the most. It sheared off Spitfire's wing if my memory serves me correctly. That may have been the only time I would get that close to my favourite flying team's leader. But back to the point, it cut off her wing with its wing, one blow that was aimed at me. She saved my life at the cost of her career. That deserves a medal by any standards. Over Appleloosa my job was to shoot ground forces and falling bombs and I did both jobs pretty well I have to say with my aim and speed. I never tried to do a Sonic Rainboom before the final battle but that's another story. Being in the Air-Force was probably better than any other part of the forces as you didn't get shot at as much and didn't get bombs dropped on your head but you did have that Thing on your tail all the time! One of those bullets would go straight through a pony without any difficulty but the two guns wouldn't just fire one. The bodies were usually shredded by the time they hit the floor and they splatted with most of the organs falling around it. They were never honoured, only trodden into the dust by hooves from both sides. Every year there is a mass remembrance where we honour all their sacrifices…

I'm sorry but I can't continue, I'll remember my squad falling to the ground in pieces before I took the shot that grounded that Monstrosity for the rest of the battle. This may have been a win for us but it wasn't for the ground forces. I killed about 500 ponies with one bullet. It hated me with a passion, and every time it saw me it went for the kill. I always survived if only by luck, speed and agility. I caused the deaths of so many ponies I cannot even go into the streets on the days upon which we remember out of shame that nopony else knows about. I think you will probably want a break from war stories so I'll hand the pen over to Twilight. Get ready for a long bore!

A/N. More important backstory here in chapter 9. Remember this chapter, it will be crucial in book two of The Long Road trilogy. Alright I think I'll be going and writing chapter 10 but don't get too excited!

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