We're fucked.

That's a good way to describe it.

Fucked.

Okay, calm. Deep breathes. The Great Dictator is going to want to test our strength before mounting a full scale assault. Maybe if we play dead… Not its too late for that, we already gunned down some Pegasi and didn't wipe them all out. Goddamn Rainbow Dash…

“Boss,” A man knocked on the door to my private room and yelled, “Boss, you there?”

“I'm coming,” I grumbled, “hold your bloody horses.”

I opened the door to reveal a ginger British bloke with blue eyes and a freckled face, eyes glinting at me in the dim light.

“What?” I asked, my hair a disheveled mess.

“Boss, we’ve detected a small squad of about 30 ponies, armed with typical Potion weaponry, we need to start evacuating now,” He said,

“Shit, thought we’d have more time. Get all my officers in the planning room, Mr, err…”

“George King, Boss,” George replied,

“Got it, hurry,” I said, taking up my rifle and running towards the planning room where all my officers were ready.

“Alright, there’s only 30 of them approaching from 3 o’ clock, this should be easy. Focus squads 1 to 4 or defending that area, squads 5 to 9 will be covering all over entrances in case of sneak attacks. I’ll be on the front lines, I want vengeance, personally, Captain George King,” I promoted the guy who came to me for no reason, “you’re with me. Squads 10 and 16 will help evacuate and 11 to 15 will cover them. Rendezvous by the Roc Des 3 Marches bubble-lift.” I commanded, getting the feel of things again.

I walked out of the room and out of the hotel, down into the resort. Our men were assembling at the bottom of the resort, where we just had the meeting and my little speech. Most were already in position.

I joined with my handpicked squad. Squad 1, full of our best fighters. Commander Jack was with Squads 10 and 16, evacuating every hotel whilst we draw their fire.

Our squads and snipers were in position, we were ready.

“HERE THEY COME!” Someone yelled.

A row of six ponies burst over the ski slope to get to La Masse to be greeted by 1000 humans with guns pointed at them. 5 more rows joined them.

“Humans, we’re on your side,” Their leader yelled, using a voice amplifying spell, “if you convert you’ll know the truth!”

A shot cracked through the air, a sniper from a gondolier taking the opening shot.

Their leader fell down dead.

All hell broke loose.

Potion was being launched at us, but not enough to have an affect on our numbers. The ponies went down very quickly, as far as I saw only seven of us were hit, but they had to be... put down.

I fired away at the ponies, their ranks breaking and they scattered, but our snipers picked them all off. One of them dropped a radio and I picked it up, avoiding the few splatters of Potion on the ground.

“Hello,” I said over it, not waiting for a response, “I am Commander Alex Pritchard of the EURF. Your puny strike team failed, and now they are all dead. Don't try it again.”

I put a bullet through the radio, ending the transmission. I doubt Jack had bothered with evac when he saw how small in numbers the attackers were.

“Boss!” Heinrich ran over, “there are more ponies, no Potion weaponry and carrying white flags,”

What? Is it a trap?

“Let them come, but keep everyone on high alert,” I commanded and Co-Commander Jack returned from one of the hotel buildings.

“What did I miss?” He asked.

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LYRA HEARTSTRINGS POV

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We’d made it. Les Menuires.

And there are thousands of humans here.

We were being yelled at, cursed by most but some stood curious. The crowd parted and two humans passed through, both armed and aiming at us.

“Who the fuck are you?” The one with the beard asked,

“Umm… Greeting humans. My name is Lyra Heartstrings from the Bring Back Humans Society, we’re here to join with you!” I exclaimed.

The crowd of humans fell silent.

“We were just attacked. How can we trust you?” The non-bearded one asked.

“We have no Potion weapons, we came here under a flag of peace. If we came for that whorse Celestia, we would've tried to Potion you by now,” Shockwave explained, “I'm Shockwave Spark, by the way.”

“Commander Alex Pritchard. This is my brother, Co-Commander Jack Pritchard. Make one hint as to being one of the Great Dictator’s and I will kill you personally,” Non-beard said.

“These people seem pleasant,” Bon Bon whispered in my ear,

“Come to our command room, we have a day or so until The Dictator sends reinforcements,” Co-Commander Jack said,

“The Dictator… You mean Celestia?” I asked.

Commander Alex nodded, “follow me,””he started to yell, “I WANT THE BODIES BURNT AND THIS WHOLE PLACE CLEANED. SET UP MORE DEFENCES!”

The crowd started to stir and left us room to trudge to the hotel.

“How did you survive?” Limeheart asked Commander Alex,

“Hiding. We’re cowards. We could've helped save humanity but we stayed up here and hid,” Commander Alex choked out, “these people, they need me. I'm the one who is meant to be the light of hope in a world of darkness but the truth is I’m just a guy who was in the New British Armed Forces and defected orders to fight. I'm the biggest coward there is,”

“I heard what happened to England, you would be a slave to Celestia if you stayed,” I tried the reassure him.

The ponies had airships, it's why they had such a tight control over the airspace. The biggest airship, the A.S Divine Authority, had been the most feared the weapon in the war for its ability to spew out Potion Gas by the gallon every second. Enchanted to be able to take heavy punishment from weapons, it terrorised England in the first few months of the war, smothering entire cities with Potion Gas.  It was destroyed by, out off all countries, North Korea.

North Korea had closed all few borders it had open and had not allowed any pony into their territory throughout the whole time ponies were on Earth. They would massacre anypony that tried to get in. After what was left of the UN pleaded with Kim Jong Un to help the war effort, they launched rocket after rocket at the Divine Authority, but what broke through it's shield was its one of a kind missile. Rumours had it that the North was kidnapping Unicorns and experimenting on them, and turns out they had made a missile which was immune to magic. One of a kind. It destroyed the Divine Authority over London, just before it was going to release Potion Gas over the capital of England. Stolen plans had said that the airship would be moving on to the USA next, so the President of America, the Prime Minister and King Charles owed the North an awkward thank you.

In their planning room there were screens that I guess we're the security footage but cameras were pointed to have a 360 degree view of the resort. There was a large table wi a few maps and red pen scrawled on them. There was a radio, some guns stashed in the corner and some miscellaneous bits of human weaponry and a scrapped Potion Launcher.

Co-Commander Jack absently picked up the radio and turned it on, spinning the dial as Commander Alex said,

“So how did you find out we were here?”

“Well I-” I started to say but I was cut off by a voice coming from the radio.

We were not alone.

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PRINCESS CELESTIA POV

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“Your Highness, I hate to be the bringer of bad news, but we’ve found humans in the Rockies and the Amazon Rainforest, the humans in the Alps sent you a message,” said one of my generals,

“What?” I asked,

“well, here is the recording,” he stammered and played a recording of the message via magic.

Hello I am Commander Alex Pritchard of the EURF. Your puny strike team failed, and now they are all dead. Don't try it again.

I was angry, no, buck that, I was furious.

“Prepare me an army!” I yelled, “I will deal with these nuisances myself!”

“Yes your Highness. Right away.”

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