Back in Canterlot, the group was gathered in Octavia’s living room as they had since the beginning of Mise’s trial, it had become a social media firestorm, spreading far past the television and news screens. Former classmates and neighbors of Mise’s watched with extreme interest each and every day the trial as it unfolded, even people who had never met Mise we’re enthralled by it.

“Jesus, I never knew could be so… radical, for lack of a better term, like I knew he was kind of a loose cannon but damn!” Fang exclaimed as Mise had just finished raging his heart out for billions of people across the world, much to the shock and awe of the courtroom.

“Yes, well, I’m still very conflicted about what we should do if he gets back.” Rarity commented as she fanned herself a bit.

“It also begs the question of what happens… if he doesn’t come back, or worse, if he doesn’t survive.” Vinyl chimed in Octavia sighed heavily, getting up from her spot and stepped out of the room.

The others glared at Vinyl as she glared back “Oh don’t start with me, you’re all thinking the same thing, everyone watching this is, in fact half of the world probably is rooting for it! I know Mise is our friend but we still have to face the reality of the situation.” Vinyl said frustratedly, storming off to find Octavia as the group sat in silence, watching the screen with heavy hearts and bated breaths.

Back with Mise...

Mise gripped the sides of the podium, his face glistening with sweat and tears, his heart pounded in his chest as he slowed his breathing. He looked up at a shocked and stunned crowd of dignitaries and officials, many of whom were not expecting such a fiery and powerful rally speech from what many perceived to be a heavily misguided and sadistic child.

Mise knew good and well that he was out of his league, but that wasn’t going to stop him from finishing what he started.

“Now that I have made clear my motives and reasonings, I offer my last statement of the case.” Mise said as he looked directly towards the representative of The United Kingdom and cleared his throat.

“I stand before you now to offer you an ultimatum, if you hand over Northern Ireland and the island of Rockall to the Republic of Ireland, I will agree to a peace treaty between our two nations. But if you do not agree to these terms, my army will be given the call to arms and will take it back by force along with any means necessary. The Good Friday agreement ends now, and it’s your choice of what happens.” Mise said sternly as the courtroom was filled with confused and shocked murmuring.

“Order! Order! Colonel Mise, I will not have blackmail in my court, call off your troops or you will face severe consequences!” The judge ordered as Mise was grabbed by the guards.

“And continue to see my people oppressed by an alien government that had no right there in the first place? Never! We are prepared and ready to stain the ground red with our blood if it means showing the world what it truly costs to have independence.” Mise shouted as he fought to free himself from the guards grips

“You will do as this court says and that is final, I’m giving you one more chance, agree to belay your orders at once!” The judge said once more.

“Why? Why should England have rule over us, what stake of theirs on our island could possibly have more weight and legitimacy than that of the people who were there when they invaded and slaughtered and enslaved my people? What is 850 years of brutal occupation compared to that of almost 10,000 years of civilization, heritage, and culture. What’s so different about us in the north than our comrades in the southern 26 counties that we have to continue suffering under England’s violent hand and they received their freedom! We are a single nation! Not a cake to be cut up and divided as seen fit!” Mise shouted as he was dragged away into a nearby corridor.

The judge looked at Mise as he flailed wildly in the guards grip, disappearing into the shadows as he turned towards the crowd.

“After hearing Colonel Mise’s final testimony, and after reviewing the case, the court hereby finds Colonel Mise not guilty on all charges by reason of insanity and hereby ordered to be institutionalized for the remainder of his days. The court also orders that Northern Ireland be assimilated into the Republic of Ireland and the United Kingdom pay retributions for conflict that took place in Northern Ireland. Court dismissed.” The judge said as he hammered the gavel on the stand.

Back in Canterlot…

The group sat speechless, frozen in time with mouths ajar and eyes wide. They were still having trouble processing what had just happened, but one thing was certain, Mise was going to stay alive and that’s all the group really cared about.

“Someone should go tell Octavia and Vinyl the good news while I go bail out Colonel Fucknut from the looney bin.” Roden said as he got up and left the house. Artemis got up as well and ventured into the house to go find the girls.

“Man, Mise is gonna have one wild ride waiting for him when he gets back here…” Artemis said to himself as went upstairs to Octavia’s room.

A few weeks had passed since Mise’s trial, and slowly but surely, life for him was returning to normal. He had since made several state visits to Ireland as well as London as part of the assimilation process. In London, Mise and his top generals meet with Parliament to sign a formal agreement to never invade or otherwise provoke the other lest they face military based retaliation. For Mise it was a vindicating moment, he had succeeded in achieving what had cost so many of his predecessors everything including their lives.

In Ireland, Mise was greeted with hundreds of thousands of his fellow countrymen and women, who had flocked to the airport to welcome home their beloved national hero. Though there was a few incidents of rioting in the north, mostly comprised of disgruntled loyalists, the peace was being kept rather well.

As a gesture of his good intentions for the future of his country, Mise gathered his army in the courtyard of Dublin Castle to give a special announcement.

“My brothers and sisters, it's been a long war. It's been a tough war. You've fought bravely, proudly for your country. You are a special group. You found in one another a bond that exists only in combat. Your brothers and sisters have shared makeshift fox holes and hideaways with each other in dire moments. You all have seen death and suffering, I am proud to have served with each and everyone of you. You deserve long and happy lives in peace. So it with great honor and a heavy heart, that step down from position for good. I hereby pass down my power to the newly appointed Brigader General Jameson, who along with the rest of you, are the new special forces branch of the Irish Defence Forces.” Mise declared as a cheer and applause erupted from his soldiers.

Mise stepped away from the podium, saluted Jameson and presented to him his Officer’s pistol and sword. He went down to the crowd and greeted as many of his soldiers as he could.

Later that day, Mise was walking along with Octavia who had insisted on coming along on all of his overseas trips since he had returned home. The pair had since mended the rift in their relationship, with Mise agreeing to harbor no more secrets and keep Octavia informed and involved with his more serious affairs where it concerned her. And for her part, Octavia agreed to be less worrisome and come to Mise if she had any problems.

Mise and Octavia continued walking along, hand in hand with one another, feeling the gentle ocean breeze brush against their skin and flow through their hair. The scent of sea salt and the sound of seagulls squawking filled the air as they go closer the shoreline.

Mise guided Octavia onto the sand and over to a large tree that overlooked the coastline. She looked at the tree and back at Mise, smiling and calm, her hair flowing gently in the wind. Mise smiled as his heart started pounding, he let go of Octavia’s hand as he reached into his pocket.

“Octy, you were the first girl who I truly loved, and you were always there when I needed you most even if I wasn’t there for you. You are an angel of the earth and you have blessed me by being in my life, now I ask you, will you be my wife?” Mise asked as he got down on one knee and presented Octavia the ring he had gone through so much trouble to obtain.

Octavia gasped and covered her mouth, she couldn’t process everything at once, it was all too much, but she didn’t care. She dropped her arms and grabbed Mise in a vice grip hug, tears streaming down her face as she nodded over and over again.

“Yes! Yes! A million times yes! I would love nothing more than to be your wife, we may have our differences, but I can never live without you. I love you Mise.”

“I love you too, Octavia” He said as the two kissed passionately, embracing each other as if time itself ceased to exist.

The two broke the kiss and sat on beach, locked in each other’s arms as they watched the sun slowly set on the horizon.

For Mise, the past few days had been unlike anything he had ever experienced as crazy as that may sound to some of his friends, but to him, it didn’t matter. He managed to vindicate his actions and the actions of his predecessors, both living and dead. He was able to achieve what he sought for so long and spilled so much blood for. More importantly, he found an inner peace he hadn’t known in over 15 years and now he had it to share with his one true love.

Octavia on the other hand was still reeling from what happened only minutes prior, and the events of the past few weeks. It was hard for her to wrap her mind around the fact that in just over a year and half, the private chef that she ordered out of a newspaper paper ad would change her life, the life of her friends and family, the lives of an entire country and world history as a whole. That man took her to places she could have never conceived and made her feel things she never thought possible but in the end, she would have it any other way

In fact neither of them would, they were as close as two people could be and more, the trials and tribulations that they were forced to endure only made the bond between them stronger than it would have been otherwise, and for that, they were grateful.

Author's Notes:

Hey everyone, thank you all for reading this story, and I’m sorry it took so long to finish. I’m actually glad I got this done, as for why, well I’ll explain that in a follow up blog when I’m done posting this, anyway thanks again everyone!