Document 9 is a view from a Caribou air vehicle, travelling from the Crystal Empire for an evacuation from the front line. A defensive line had been formed from Vanhoover to Manehattan, where soldiers had been stationed for weeks. As fortifications were breached, the line was pushed further north as soldiers were replenished at a constantly diminishing rate. Dainn and others of governmental or political importance were in The Crystal Empire, ensuring that what slaves remained were under constant guard. As the line was pushed to the Crystal Mountains, Dainn ordered a full evacuation of anyone they could afford to take, minimizing casualties and reducing the number of slaves that would become infected, should the mountains be breached.

The document itself is the view of a camera mounted on the front of a helicopter, along with audio footage from the pilot and some passengers.

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The camera footage begins as the helicopter takes flight. Several soldiers are stationed around it, ensuring that no one else tries to board the vehicle. What seems like hundreds of ponies and caribou, both slaves and otherwise, are pushing, all shouting inaudibly as the helicopter begins to lift into the air. As the view raises, gunfire is heard, as well as several screams from within the crowd.

"We're airborne. Stay away from the doors. I'll unlock them once we're in the Capital." The pilot speaks to the passengers, mostly soldiers and male civilians, along with a few slaves. In the cabin, there is crying partially drowned out by the sound of the rotor.

The city is crowded with people, all clambering to get on different helicopters and vehicles. The scene could be described as nothing other than chaotic, swarms of survivors moving like a liquid mass through the city, buildings already burning from the ensuing unrest, and the occasional crowd is seen running from a full vehicle, leaving a few survivors gunned down by soldiers to bleed to death in the snow. Slaves unchained, men bearing weapons taking arms against fellow soldiers, firebombs flying through the air, colliding into vehicles and squads of soldiers, soon causing the once frightened survivors to explode into a frenzy.

What was once a panicked run turned into a riot, soldiers killing civilians with ruthless efficiency as hundreds charge at them with clubs, closed fists, and bricks. Soldiers hit with firebombs are left to burn, with no water to put out the flames. Helicopters and vehicles that haven't already left are being destroyed, most being overturned while others are utterly destroyed.

"Holy shit." A male speaks in the cabin.

"Thank Dainn we got out."

The radio system crackles to life, barely heard over the helicopter.

"Infected sighted over the Crystal Mountains! We're being overrun! I repeat, we are being overrun!!" A man screams into the radio.

Soldiers are seen mobilizing below, quickly forming into lines at the southernmost gate. The mobs of angered civilians soon began to panic again, retreating from the burning vehicles and swaths of bodies, running from the infected, all they could hope to do. Thousands of ponies and caribou all sprinting north, trampling over each other, pushing and shoving for so much as a foot of space.

The camera turns south, zooming in on the infected swarms sprinting down the mountainside. The mares come in the hundreds, armed to the teeth with weapons stolen from the fallen soldiers. What was once an army bearing knives and clubs now had pistols, grenades, and rifles. Those armed with melee weapons were sprinting first, some losing balance and tumbling down the mountain to a painful death, others drop dead as they're ended by the guns of the soldiers at the southern gate.

Those armed with rifles, at least those sane enough to use them, began firing back.

A few soldiers at the defensive line began falling before the infected even reached the gate. The Caribou, brainwashed into obedience since birth, stood their ground, even as their brothers in arms fell one by one to the infected onslaught. Barricades were hastily pushed in front of the entrance before the infected army could breach it, and the surviving soldiers began moving up onto the wall to fire down on their opponent.

Though flying away, the helicopter's camera was able to get a somewhat clear picture of the battle. Speech is heard, but is too quiet to be heard over the rotor, many panicked voices speaking at once.

The soldiers seem to be doing well, with a soldier only falling dead now and again and they duck in and out of cover. After a minutes, they began lobbing grenades down at the infected below, a few soldiers checking that their gas masks are secure before doing so.

A few flying figures are seen in the distance. The helicopter stops moving.

A pegasus mare is seen leading a swarm of her own, dozens of infected diving onto their assailants, having now grown fleshy, disfigured wings.

"Holy FUCK!" The pilot screams, increasing the helicopter's pace.

Though not stable, the camera provides clear footage of the flying infected divebombing the troops, quickly overwhelming them before ripping them limb from limb. A few throw grenades down at the barricade, then pulling as those outside push and clamber over the wall, before the barrier is sent tumbling to the ground.

The crowd in the city has become a maelstrom of panicked people, now breaking into a full-blown sprint to nowhere. Those who can fly do so, speeding over the crowd that has left several trampled, broken, and dying. Buildings once ablaze in the chaos begin to collapse and spread their fires, crushing many of the fleeing civilians under burning rubble.

Infected pegasi begin flying into the crowds, diving into groups of fleeing red-collared slaves.

Soon the madness was indescribable. Hundreds of mares were turned mad in a single instant, those who once ran from the hordes began to bite and tear into those around them, soon becoming a violent mass of infected, or men being torn apart by infected. Limbs flew threw the air, blood splattering across the crowds, mare turned on mare, stallion turned on stallion, a flurry of hits and bites and kicks becoming unrecognizable movements.

The cabin became silent.

"All armed evacuation helicopters, this is Dainn speaking. Fire all weapons at that crowd." A voice came over the radio.

The pilot followed without hesitation.

Several nearby helicopters turned and began firing missiles and guns into the crowd, sending many bodies flying and reducing several to unfamiliar piles of meat and bone. The crowd in the street was easily outmatched, infected smart enough to take shelter in the nearby buildings are soon destroyed as missiles collide into them as well.

Something is heard colliding with the helicopter, and the pilot makes several panicked, almost animal sounds of fear. He is heard drawing a pistol and firing, before the helicopter is sent hurtling towards the ground, after a thunderous roar is heard, distorting the audio of the footage. The people in the cabin begin to scream and panic, but the camera is moving too quickly to tell what it happening.

Before the footage is cut short, a scream is heard from the pilot.

"Dainn! IT'S HER!"

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The footage was found, miraculously still intact, in the helicopter crash site in the ruins of the Crystal Empire. Though the footage does not show, it is believed that not long after the helicopter crashed, others were also assaulted by flying pegasus mares, as well as through limited magic through infected unicorns, who had mysteriously began re-growing their horns and wings.

The Crystal Empire was overrun within a matter of minutes due to a multitude of factors, mostly being the unrest in the crowds left behind, as well as the soldiers. Having been falling back for a matter of weeks, surviving soldiers were left with little supplies, numbers, ammunition, or commanding officers. The added surprise of infected with functioning wings and magic added to their disadvantage, ultimately leading to their defeat.

The Crystal Heart was destroyed in the attack by unknown means, resulting in the Crystal Empire being left a frozen waste. However, this also had the side effect of getting rid of the corruption instated by the caribou invasion of Equestria.

Author's Notes:

I'M BACK!

For real this time.

I took a long ass hiatus due to writer's block, responsibilities, and a short while of forgetting my password after getting a new computer.

We're at 9 Documents now, with a 10th one and an epilogue on the way. I'm planning on writing a more character-focused spin-off, but that may or may not come to fruition.

For those who are coming back after this long, I appreciate your patience.

To those who haven't seen this before, I'm glad you were able to catch up!