That was the slogan written on the poster... The poster of the NLR, The New Lunar Republic... That poster had survived countless years of fighting... The same however, could not be said for the friendship between all of Pony kind. That had been destroyed through a few simple words... A few simple actions... And, from the way things carried on, all of Pony kind was going to be lost in the coming years of war...

How it Began.

Princess Luna had been back for two years, but Celestia had given her none of her old responsibilities back. Mistrust had been growing between the Alicorn Sisters. Luna had been getting sick of her sister’s ‘High and Mighty’ attitude. Rumours were spreading like wild fire, Ponies everywhere were whispering ‘war’.
Luna had began to suspect her sister was creating weapons to fight her. Celestia thought the same about Luna. War always begins with two powers mistrusting each other.

I ran up the hill... Or, what was left of the ‘hill’. You couldn’t exactly call it a hill anymore. All the ground around had died... From what was once a green oasis of happy animals, was now a dying graveyard for all those unlucky enough to die on the old grounds. This war... It hadn’t just destroyed the land... It had destroyed everything. The friendship, the happiness, everything good in life had been destroyed in this war. And guess what? This war wasn’t going to end any time soon either... Me? I’m just some normal Pegasus dragged into this war... My Pony Tag read ‘Private Cloudy Pops’. I didn’t even know why the gave us these tags... It wasn’t likely that when we died someone was going to come along and bury us. The world was a mass graveyard... And nothing was changing that... No pony could bring back the dead... Equestria... Equestria wasn’t coming back from this...

My name is Northern Haste. I am one of the finest soldiers the New Lunar Republic has. I support princess Luna with my wings and my heart. I have killed ponies in cold blood. I have lost my friends because of the war. I have fought my friends because of the war. But I carry on, because I believe in what the NLR stands for.
I looked at what I had written. It was all true. I missed peace, but I was fed up with Celestia’s tyranny. Chaos was everywhere now, I thought back to when the elements of Harmony had beaten Discord. He had won, Equestria was no longer a Harmonious place. I looked at my Pony Tags. ‘Corporal N. Haste. Twenty-first Recon Of the New Lunar Republic.’

I looked at my 50. Caliber Sniper Rifle. It had become a necessity, I couldn’t go anywhere without it. It was a part of me now. I had even inscribed my name into it. Haste. I didn’t feel like the same pony anymore...

As I ran up the hill, knowing that I had ponies behind me was a confidence boost. But I was still running into a horde of Magic and bullets, being fired from the NLR’s camp near the main road to Manehattan. My emotions... They were all churned up. A mix of fear, excitement, hell, I didn’t even know why I felt excitement, I was running into what was going to be most likely my death, and I felt excited? Sometimes, I didn’t understand me... I felt the ground slipping under my hooves as I began the descent down the other side of the hill, as an assortment of magic and bullets hit the ground around me, and the Ponies following me. Once the sliding had stopped, I began running. I would’ve been flying, but flying towards an enemy camp was a deathtrap, it made you much more open than just plain running. I flapped my wings a bit, so I could run faster while not flying, but even then, I couldn’t keep up to some of the Earth Ponies. I looked up, only to see some sort of... Magic spell flying towards me. I flung to the side, in attempt to dodge it. I felt my legs leave the ground as my attempt at dodging the spell worked, but left me sliding across the ground. The ground here was hard and rocky, which meant my skin earned a few cuts and bruises. I began to stand up, and looked back at the camp... Only to see another spell flying towards me, I flung to the side again, but this time, I felt the heat of magic spell rip up my leg, as I tumbled across the ground...

I flew out of my tent and took position, my rifle ready. I could see a group of Empire soldiers running. It was every snipers dream. I brought the scope to my eye and lined up a shot, aiming at a pony near the fronts legs. He would fall and the others would trip, then it would be easy to pick them off. I fired, sending the stallion down. As the others fell over him, I gave each of them a kill shot from my rifle, either to the heart or the head.. Luna herself had commended me on my abilities, and they were rightly known to both sides of the war. The Solar Empire had learned to fear the glint of a snipers’ scope because of my skill. Any pony that entered my kill zone was going to be dragged back to their camp face down. But, I’d been ordered to bring at least one of them alive, so I radioed in.
“Contacts neutralized, Five plus KIAs, One wounded as requested.”
Well done Corporal. We’ll send somepony to get our new friend...
I shuddered at the... satisfaction I heard in my commanders voice, war was not something to revel in, I have to admit though, I enjoyed the adrenaline rush I received whenever an enemy sniper found my position. I crept down and trotted back to camp, ready to be congratulated for killing those ponies...
All hope was gone for Pony kind...