Princess Luna held a hoof to her eyes as she and Cloud Drop exited from the dimly lit meeting room in the North wing of Canterlot Castle; the sun's light shining much brighter than when the two had entered the room hours before.

Luna's day had been nothing but meetings thus far; she had woken up at her now normal time of 3:00 AM, eaten breakfast, met Cloud Drop and several other Officers in Canterlot Castle's 'war room', and then departed an hour later after detailed discussions of how the Royal Guard planned on searching for Celestia to attend yet another meeting on more specifics of how Princess Luna wanted her cold war between The New Order and Star Yield to be conducted.

The plan was simple; get the assistance of the Stalliongradians in the form of search parties, aircraft, and logistics, have the Stalliongradians cut off The New Order's supplies and access to military bases, and dismantle the New Order's chain of command by removing their high-level Officers.

In the previous meeting, Luna had the idea to have Cloud Drop bring in several known Officers who possessed the Aura, and with a simple spell she had created over a thousand years ago; she had been able to fully remove the Aura, meaning that Star Yield hadn't been smart enough to change the Aura's base spell to disallow such a thing to happen.

Luna, after seeing that she had the ability to remove the aura, stated that it might be more effective if they put off Celestia's rescue and dismantled the entirety of the New Order, that way interference during the search would be basically 0, but Cloud Drop and several of the Officers in the room brought up the fact that doing such was basically impossible. Only a few Aura hosting Officers were currently at Canterlot Castle; many were spread around; meaning completely dismantling the chain of command for such a large organization was going to be next to impossible in a short amount of time. After that discussion, Luna really began to see just how hard cleaning this mess up would be.

Thus far, the plan created after hours of discussion was to prepare 6 of the newly ordered helicopters for SAR (search and rescue), 2 being the large, and extremely long ranged V-24s, which had a special package provided by the manufacturer that added 2 large internal fuel bladders as well as 2 external, cylindrical fuel tanks; with the package fitted, the helicopter was able to fly an additional 320 miles before needing to refuel.

The other 4 helicopters, which were to be the smaller SN-32s, would also carry a full load of fuel in their much smaller, and fixed instead of an addon package, external fuel tanks to squeeze as much range out of the machines as possible. Without the need to transport great amounts of cargo or a full load of soldiers, the aircraft had no need to worry about the added weight of the fuel, but since the aircraft would be carrying provisions for their crews as well as small airborne search teams, or as those who operated with the teams called them; Angels, the aircraft would be near their maximum take-off weight (at least the small SN-32s would be; their larger cousin V-24s would still have a long way to go before being at their max).

One of the lucky V-24 crews would have the pleasure of carrying an additional cargo: Princess Luna and Admiral Cloud Drop, who; despite his several objections, would be joining in on the search. Cloud had argued it best, and safest, for Luna to stay at the castle and let the search crews do their jobs so that they may work at dismantling the New Order, but Luna had the final say, and her say was that they would be going along on the ride.

The Admiral was slightly disappointed in Luna's lack of judgment on the matter; one's personal wants should never override something critical, such as getting rid of an entire organization that wanted to (basically) destroy how life was lived in Equestria.

"Must we do anymore sitting? My back has really had the last of this." Luna whined, groaning and stretching while the two stood outside the meeting room.

"Luckily, that was our last large meeting for today, but your back will really be killing you once we get aboard that helicopter. We'll be living out of that thing until we find Celestia."

"Funny, the sitting is the least of my worries. From what I understand our meals will be re-hydrated soups and stale bread."

Cloud Drop chuckled.

"Whoever told you the MREs were that bad was pulling your leg. You get all sorts of good stuff in them; chocolate bars, coffee, energy bars, non-stale crackers and cookies for soup and tea; all sorts of stuff. Not to mention, your Majesty," Cloud's voice lowered to a mumble, "I can certainly arrange for our helicopter's food to be a little nicer." He finished with a smirk.

"I appreciate the offer, but I shall pass. It would be most unfair to those accompanying us on the journey. Maybe the food will be fun, sort of like camping!" Luna chirped.

"Oh, it will be like camping. We'll either be sleeping inside the helicopter or in a tent."

Their conversation was cut off as the meeting room door clicked open, its well-maintained hinges making no sounds. The rest of the attendees of the meeting exited, light chat filling the air as the group now stood in the hall in front of the room.

"Just to let you know, Princess, we plan on having the helicopters depart in around 7 hours." One of the younger mission planners spoke, many different papers tucked under both of his bright white wings.

"7 hours?" Luna groaned, "I planned on going back to sleep soon! My sleep schedule has been completely ruined for the past while. Being the only nocturnal creature in this Castle is not preferable..."

"Well, your highness, try to get to bed soon, because 7 hours is an exaggeration. When we tell the crews who we're going to be rescuing I don't think anyone will be taking their time."

Princess Luna turned to Cloud Drop, who instantly nodded with a smile.

"Yes, you can get some rest now, your highness. I'll handle everything else until we leave." He spoke.

"Oh, well thank you, Admiral! I shall see you when we must depart!"

"Ah, wait... one last thing I just thought of, have you tried sending a letter to Celestia? I know we've got many ways of using magical signatures to find someone, but it seems like an obvious approach. Send the letter and follow the glowing, green smoke trail... you know?" Cloud Drop explained.

"This idea has occurred to me; yes... but I do not think it would work as we wish it to. My sister is under the impression I have been the organizer and perpetrator of all she has been through; therefore, I think it is safe to say the moment she received a letter from myself she would catch on to our plan and completely disable the spell altogether."

"Oh, well... alright, then. I'll have someone wake you when it's time to leave if you don't get yourself up in time."

With a wave, Princess Luna began down the hall away from the group. She hoped she could get some sleep; the knowledge Celestia was still alive somewhere and that she would hopefully be found soon was enough to keep her up out of excitement. Cloud Drop, who was still standing among the group of officials, tapped his hoof on the marble floor in thought; Luna sending a letter would scare Celestia into further hiding... so what if the letter didn't come from Luna?

"Captain, I'll be absent for the next few hours, I've got an idea." Cloud said to one of his subordinates.

"Understood, Admiral. Might I ask what your idea is and why it'll take you the next few hours?"

"I'm going to have Twilight Sparkle come with us on the SAR mission, I know how she can help us track down Celestia faster."

A fair 5 hours had gone by since Celestia had arrived at the small house of Valinka and Pavel. The sun was completely down, and the outside world was nothing more than a black sheet covering the windows of the home.

Celestia was surprised at how quickly she had become friends with the two, and she couldn't help but be extremely impressed with how kindly they were treating her; Valinka had cooked her an extremely delicious and filling meal, Pavel had gone out and bought her more food for her trip along with a proper compass, map of the area, and a brighter flashlight; Valinka had also spent a good hour mending every small cut on her body.

Grateful and all of the word's synonyms were not enough to describe how Celestia felt towards the couple. Initially, she had been slightly annoyed by the pair's tenacity in finding out exactly how she had gotten to such poor health, as just thinking of everything that had happened in the past month nearly brought her to tears and speaking brought a horrible ache to her broken jaw, but once she had explained her whole situation Celestia felt as if a weight had been lifted from her. The old saying that holding something in instead of talking about it only made things worse certainly held truth to it.

"Так что ... как именно вы планируете получать все обратно в нормальное состояние, как только вы оправились от ваших травм?"
(So... exactly how do you plan on getting everything back to normal once you have recovered from your injuries?) Pavel, who was sitting across the room in his arm chair, asked.

Celestia stared blankly at the floorboards in front of the fireplace for several moments in deep thought.

"Я не знаю. У меня было 5 целыми днями в одиночестве в лесу, чтобы придумать ответ на ваш вопрос ... но я до сих пор нет никаких идей относительно того, как именно, чтобы исправить все это. Вещи, возможно, никогда не будет нормальным снова."
(I do not know. I have had 5 whole days alone in the forest to think of an answer to your question... but I still have no ideas on how exactly to fix all of this. Things might never be normal again.) Responded Celestia.

"Вы уверены, что вы не хотите, чтобы остаться здесь дольше? Клиника в городе хорошо оснащены достаточно, чтобы справиться со своими травмами."
(Are you sure you don't want to stay here longer? The Clinic in town is equipped well enough to deal with your injuries.) Injected Valinka, concern hanging on her words.

"Да, я уверен. Это займет много времени для меня, чтобы наконец-то добраться до Москвы, но как только я могу получить с Михаилом, и как только я с ним безопасности не будет проблемой больше."
(Yes, I'm sure. It will take a long time for me to finally reach the Capital, but once I do I can get with Mikhail, and once I'm with him safety won't be a problem anymore.)

"Михаил, как в президента Михаила?"
(Mikhail, as in President Mikhail?) Inquired Valinka

"Да. Я близких друзей с ним, и как только я получаю в Москву он сможет получить меня в безопасное больницу и обеспечить охрану."
(Yes. I am close friends with him, and once I get to the Capital he will be able to get me to a safe hospital and provide guard.)

Off to the side, Pavel exclaimed out as he had a thought.

"Я только что вспомнил , есть способы к северу есть большая башня радио, которое мы используем, чтобы поговорить с военной базы на другом конце горного хребта ! Завтра я сделаю мой путь туда, чтобы призвать к вертолету, чтобы забрать вас!"
(I just remembered, a ways north of the town is a big radio tower that we use to talk to a military base at the other end of the mountain range! Tomorrow I'll make my way up there to call for a helicopter to pick you up!) Spoke Pavel with excitement.

Celestia took the map that Pavel had gotten her from the table in front of her and opened it, squinting and adjusting the map's distance from her eyes as she attempted to view the blurry images before her. Closing the eye the White Stallion had hit so many times made the image crystal clear again; confirming Celestia's fears that he had most likely inflicted permanent damage to her vision.

When she had finally escaped from the house she had been held in for 4 long weeks she had remembered having troubles with reading small texts, but she figured that damage would heal itself over time. So far, it appeared that wasn't the case.

"Что случилось, Селестия ?"
(What's wrong, Celestia?) Pavel asked, causing her to lower the map to look up at him.

"Я ... я с трудом читает эту карту ... где мы?"
(I... am having a hard time reading this map... where are we?) Celestia answered, her voice a little shaky as she turned the map to Pavel.

"Прямо здесь , в промежутке между этими двумя короткими горами . Название нашего города является Тисы."
(Right here, in between these two short mountains. The name of our town is Tisy.)

Celestia turned the map back to herself, and after a long moment was able to locate the city. Reading things with one eye closed was odd.

"Вы продолжаете закрывать глаза , что то, что случилось с ним?"
(You keep shutting that right eye, what's wrong with it?) Asked Valinka with concern.

"Это ... жеребец ударил глаз каждый чертов шанс он получил . Теперь я уверен , что он причинил непоправимый ущерб моему виду."
(That Stallion hit this eye every damn chance he got. I'm now sure that he caused permanent damage to my sight.) Explained Celestia; her tone and expression showing what could only be described as defeat.

She let out a sigh, folding the map and lowering it back to the coffee table before her.

"Будьте очень надеюсь, что вы никогда не будете испытывать то, что я сделал."
(Be very hopeful you will never experience what I did.) She commented somberly.

"У вас возникли проблемы со зрением из-за чего, что жеребец сделал для вас, не так ли?"
(You are having trouble seeing because of what that Stallion did to you, right?) Asked Pavel.

"Да. Наряду с удара моей голове много раз он дал мне очень серьезный черный глаз более одного раза; мое право принимать большинство своих хитов. Теперь это трудно понять из этого глаза, и я боюсь, что он может причинить что-то постоянное."
(Yes. Along with hitting my head many times he had given me a very serious black eye more than once; my right taking most of his hits. Now it's hard to see out of that eye, and I fear he may have caused something permanent.)

"Я не могу себе представить, что ваша сестра были такие вещи сделано для вас."
(I cannot imagine that your Sister has had such things done to you.)

"неважно все это ... давайте вернемся к плану вертолета ..."
(Nevermind all of that... let us return to the helicopter plan...) Injected Celestia to change the subject.

"Ну, завтра я уйду рано, чтобы пойти и просить вертолет, который приходит только тогда, когда кто-то серьезно травмирован и должен быть доставлен в крупных больницах на юге. Мы должны принять вас в клинику для того, чтобы вы, чтобы забрать на вертолете, так что мы должны принять вас там. Я знаю, что вы пытаетесь скрыть, но тратить 8 часов на больничной койке не будет конца."
(Well, tomorrow I'll leave early to go and request the helicopter, which only comes when someone is severely injured and needs to be taken to the major hospitals down south. We do have to take you to the clinic in order for you to be picked up by the helicopter, so we do have to take you there. I know you're trying to hide, but spending 8 hours in a hospital bed won't be the end.)

"Ты прав. Я полагаю, завтра будет наш последний день вместе?"
(You're right. I suppose tomorrow will be our last day together?)

"Aвнаверноетра Зневажно, наверное. Это займет некоторое время, чтобы поход на эту станцию, даже при помощи грузовика, и он занимает около 6 часов вертолет, чтобы добраться сюда."
(Two days from now, probably. It takes a while to hike to that station, even with the assistance of a truck, and it takes about 6 hours for the helicopter to get here.)

Celestia let out a loud yawn, stretching her hind legs out far enough to where they had extended underneath the table sitting a fair half meter away.

"Уставать?"
(Getting tired?) Asked Valinka.

"Я был уставшим, так как я проснулся в этом доме."
(I have been tired since I woke up in that house.)

"Вы хотите спать наверху, в нашей постели? Я не буду возражать, и я не думаю, что Valinka бы."
(Would you like to sleep upstairs in our bed? I won't mind, and I don't think Valinka would.) Asked Pavel, looking to Valinka after finishing his sentence who nodded her head in agreement.

"Я ценю ваше предложение, но я останусь на диване. Сон в постели означает, что я должен встать и идти вверх по лестнице, так что я думаю, что я останусь здесь на стоянке."
(I appreciate your offer, but I'll stay on the couch. Sleeping in your bed means I have to stand up and go up those stairs, so I think I'll stay parked here.) Celestia said with a smile as Valinka and Pavel stood up from their spots.

"Есть ли вам нужна помощь сами поселились в?"
(Do you need help getting yourself settled in?) Valinka asked just as she was about to walk up the staircase.

"Нет, я в порядке. Я могу справиться со всеми этими одеялами ты дал мне с моей магии, это не проблема."
(No, I am fine. I can deal with all of these blankets you've given me with my magic, it's no problem.)

With a nod, Valinka began following Pavel up the creaky wooden stairs of the home.

"Одна последняя вещь, вы оба. Если вы разбудили меня кричать в середине ночи, я проснулась от кошмара, так что не слишком напугана. Я могу почти гарантировать, что это произойдет снова, потому что каждый раз, когда я пошел спать в последние 4 недели это случилось."
(One last thing, both of you. If you are woken up by me screaming in the middle of the night, I was woken up by a nightmare, so don't be too frightened. I can almost guarantee it will happen again, because every time I've gone to sleep in the past 4 weeks it's happened.)

"Благодарим Вас за уведомление ... Бедняжка, это должно быть ужасно не в состоянии сна, не имея какой-то страшный сон."
(Thank you for the notice... you poor thing, it must be terrible not being able to sleep without having some horrid dream.)

Valinka didn't know what to be more concerned about; the fact Celestia could talk so casually about something so terrible, or that Celestia claimed every time she had slept in the past 4 weeks a night terror had awoken her mid-slumber.

"стараться иметь хорошую ночь, Челести."
(Try to have a good night, Celestia.) Finished Valinka as she continued on upstairs.

Twilight's ears perked as she heard a hard rap at the door of her home; normally she could tell if here friends were knocking since they each had a unique style of knock. (example; Fluttershy's knock was always extremely light)

"Hello! who is it?" Twilight called, standing from her comfortable seat beside the fireplace.

"I'd like to have a word, Ms. Sparkle." Cloud Drop's deep voice said through the wooden door, the sound causing Twilight to pause.

"A-Admiral Cloud Drop?" She returned.

"Indeed. Don't worry, I'm not here to grill you on the research you've been doing. Quite the opposite, actually."

Twilight's attention had certainly been caught. She opened the door to see the Admiral's imposing, snow-dusted figure, his winter clothing and armor plating (chest plate, back and belly plate, as well as leg protectors) giving him a much larger appearance.

"May I come in? It's fairly cold this afternoon."

Twilight nodded, closing the door behind the Admiral as he entered.

"Do you mind if we take a seat? You might want to be seated for this, anyway."

"Oh... y-yes, that's fine by me."

The two took a seat in the warm living room of Twilight's home, the only sound being the low rumble and pop from the fireplace and Twilight nervously shifting herself around. Twilight didn't know this, but Cloud took a great deal of pleasure in making her nervous.

"So, would you prefer the good news or the great news?" He asked, two of his armor plates clinking together as she adjusted himself in his seat.

"Uh... well... the good news?"

"The good news is all of the things you suspect of taking place at Celestia's death are, in fact, true. Her helicopter was shot down, this fact was covered up in official reports, Princess Celestia's body is not resting in her tomb in the Canterlot Cemetery, and there is, indeed, something a lot larger at play here. Something larger than either of us or Princess Luna."

The Admiral's words shocked Twilight to no end, her expression one of total disbelief. It was clear that she was having trouble finding words to respond with.

"I... I, so... okay... I pretty much knew I was right about the helicopter being shot down... but what do you mean by something bigger?" Twilight responded.

"Well, to start off with, you have suspected both myself and Princess Luna of involvement in some way, correct?"

"Yes... but I don't..."

"You're very much right about my involvement, Ms. Sparkle. There is an organization calling themselves 'The New Order' operating under the surface of the Royal Guard and the Equestrian Government with one goal in mind: get rid of Celestia, resurrect Nightmare Moon, and elevate Princess Luna to an ultimate position of power."

"I know this is a lot to take in, but trust me, I'll make everything clear, and I'll also explain why I, Princess Luna, and the rest of Equestria would very much appreciate your help right now. This is where the great news comes in." He finished with an unusually warm smile.

Twilight had her head held in her hooves, her eyes directed to the floor as she still struggled to process what she was being told.

"Why do you need me?"

"Princess Celestia is alive, Twilight Sparkle."

Her head instantly snapped up to look at the Admiral, who's expression still held a warm smile.

"W-What?"

"Our friend is not dead, despite what everyone has been told, but we currently have no idea where she is. I believe you're the one who can help us find her."

Twilight's hooves went to her mouth, her breath stuttering and her eyes wide as she looked at Cloud Drop with a mixture of disbelief and great joy.

"Y-you're joking, right!? S-she... Celestia is alive?" She choked, her hooves still held to her mouth.

"She's alive; extremely injured and lost in the middle of the Black Forests of Stalliongrad... but she is alive. Just take a moment to take this all in, Ms. Sparkle, it's a lot to hear."

"By Equestria's name, you're right; it's a lot to take in!" Twilight chuckled, her chest heaving occasionally as she cried, a happiness she had never felt filling her emotions. That pain she felt in her chest the first moment she heard Celestia had passed felt as if it had never happened. "I... I can't believe what you're telling me. A-And you said that you were part of this whole organization? What a-about Princess Luna... and... why are you telling me all of this if you're part of it!?" She exclaimed, her tears beginning to slow as the rest of the Admiral's statements finally began registering.

"Princess Luna, oddly enough, has had absolutely 0 direct input on the organization's formation, and up until a few days ago; had was completely unaware it existed. The only reason she knows is because Celestia managed to escape from where she was being held and now there's a frantic search for her. And, once more, I was heavily involved in the organizations workings; I was basically second in command beside Star Yield, whom I assume you know, but around 4 days ago we informed Princess Luna of the organization's existence and what we had been doing under her nose, and of course she denounced our actions as horrid and insane."

"Star Yield... being the massive idiot he can be sometimes, thought it best to make Luna; the one we've spent 3 years trying to get into ultimate power, an enemy. I instantly sided with Luna on the issue and completely denounced the New Order... which for the past while I had been having second thoughts about despite the Aura spell."

"Aura? What in the world is the 'Aura' spell?" Twilight asked, still taken aback by the information she was being given.

"Eh... well... basically mind control, but a lot more subtle than your stereotypical mind control. I'll have Princess Luna explain that one to you in a few hours, she made the spell after all."

"Wait wait wait wait... you just said Luna had nothing to do with the... New Order... and then you tell me that she's the one who created this mind control spell that's used by the organization? How does that work!?" Blurted Twilight, her words suggesting she was becoming suspect of what Cloud Drop had been telling her.

The Admiral chuckled lightly, shaking his head.

"When you put it that way it sounds terrible, I know, but let's back-track a full thousand years ago when the spell was originally created. No one knows this, but all those years ago Luna created that spell, which wasn't called the Aura, mind you, to rally others to her cause with no issue, but the problem was she was stopped by Celestia before anything could be done."

"A thousand years later when Princess Luna made her return as Nightmare Moon, she started to use it again, but it was modified from its original spell to make it much more potent. Once again, she was stopped before wide use had taken effect, and the spell was completely lost... and now, I know nothing about magic, so I don't know why this happened, but Princess Celestia ordered Star Yield to investigate the magical properties of a shard of Nightmare Moon's armor, and somehow the spell was transferred to him, and Nightmare Moon's voice spoke to him through the shard and the spell telling him to, and I quote this, "rally against the sun"."

"He then started modifying the spell to work for a specific directive, and... well, now here we are, in this whole mess. Look, Twilight, I know a lot of the things I have told you seriously contradict themselves at times, and I know it is a horrible, jumbled mess... but the real truth is that what we're entering isn't a conflict with a visible enemy or just 2 sides. In a few days, the Stalliongradian Military will get thrown into this, as we need their help looking for Celestia."

"That's why you need me, right? You said you think I can find her?"

"Yes. Ah... well... get ready for more explaining, because it's a very odd reason why I want you specifically." Cloud Drop groaned, rubbing his face with a hoof. He hated talking about this. "This will be extremely shocking, but Star Yield's bright idea to bring Nightmare Moon back was to use Celestia's body and mind as a medium, which would basically kill her, but bring back Nightmare Moon... which for the New Order was optimal. That's why we needed to capture her; to use her body and mind."

"Once more, lack of magical knowledge will leave this at an 'I don't know', but the spell to make this happen must only be cast at the peak of a Solar Eclipse, because apparently; Luna's magic is the strongest at that time, but there was a catch. Celestia's mind and body would need to be very weak; near the point of death, for it to work. So... ugh,"

Cloud sighed once more, he looked a little choked up.

"We captured her so we could torture her until the eclipse. She was held for a solid month before killing the three we had assigned to 'take care' of her and escape, which is why we need to find her quickly because we have no idea what they did to her. I should mention we're having an air convoy fly to Stalliongrad in several hours to go look for her and hopefully find her before The New Order does, and we plan to use both magical and visual searching to find her, but I had an idea. When you use that spell that sends a letter, you can see the little green smoke trail head in the direction of the recipient, correct?"

"Y-yeah... but... they've been tortu..."

"Okay. I asked Princess Luna 'what if we sent letters and tracked the smoke trail?', she said it would work, but if Luna sent them Princess Celestia would completely cut off the spell, because... once again, Star Yield is very smart and decided to tell Princess Celestia that Luna was the one having her tortured to serve as extra psychological torture."

"If you send her the letters, then we'll have a much greater chance of actually finding her, because she won't instantly block communications. Once more... I can understand how shocking this all is, and how most of this sounds extremely fishy... but you must believe me." Cloud finished, adding on the last statement as he noticed the questioning look on Twilight's face.

"They've been torturing her!? And you said she actually killed three others!?" Twilight shook her head in disbelief, "I couldn't imagine her killing somepony... whatever you and that nut-job cult of an organization the New Order did to Celestia must have been beyond words."

It was clear that the young Princess was angered to no end hearing of what has been done to her friend and mentor.

"You will help us in the search, though... right?" Cloud Drop asked with concern.

Twilight had never seen the Admiral so worried.

"Yes, of course, I'll help! I'd have to be insane not to. Just... I have 2 questions. Why is Princess Luna not here, and if you were part of that organization, you have the mind control spell... so if you have that spell then why did you change your mind and come here to tell me all of this?"

"Her majesty is currently asleep; we've been in and out meetings since she woke up. As for the spell, it's life span wasn't infinite. For some, it took a full 6 months to start wearing off, and for others, it would only take a few weeks. For me, it began to only take a few weeks, and then for a good 2 months I never went to Star Yield to have him re-instate the spell... and I had a lot of time where my mind questioned itself."

He drew in a deep breath.

"Ms. Sparkle, you have no idea the guilt I felt once we had captured Celestia... and when I first saw Luna after she had been told Celestia was killed. I thought 'how are we helping Luna by hurting her so much?'."

Twilight sighed, looking to the floor with a sigh of exasperation.

"Thank you for deciding to change sides, Admiral. Well... when do you want me to get to Canterlot?"

"As soon as possible, Ms. Sparkle. I suggest you pack the thickest coats and warmest clothing items you can. We'll be spending all of our time in or around one of the helicopters, and the heaters inside don't work too well. Don't bother packing food, we'll have that covered. Any further questions?"

"No... I, I'm good. I'll be at Canterlot as soon as I can." Responded Twilight, her state of bewilderment and confusion as to what she had just been pulled into clear in her voice.

"Thank you for your time, Ms. Sparkle."

With that, the Admiral stood from his seat and made his way to the door, exiting from the house into the snowy outside world. Twilight sat down before letting a deep sigh escape her lungs.

"What in the name of Equestria did I just get pulled into..." Twilight muttered to herself, shaking her head lightly.

Author's Notes:

I've spent more time than I'd like to admit trying to fix any grammar and spelling errors in this long story... but I know there still are some. If you spot one, please notify me