I am writing to my fellow Wonderbolts. You can be trusted with information that we don't teach in our schools, for many reasons. We must protect them. We must keep the Pegasus Race unified. The Grand Pegasus Enclave is that way and you are soldiers, the elite of the elite, and you have gone beyond that sworn duty to an even higher one. You can be trusted with the truth in these pages. The good and the bad.

This is our history as Wonderbolts. It is not always grand, but it is ours. But first, you must gain a stronger understanding of the war and what happened. Because when the war started, the Wonderbolts of Equestria were disbanded. And it wasn't until after, that the Grand Pegasus Enclave Wonderbolts carry on their illustrious heritage and more from the war.

The Equestrian Wonderbolts were disbanded because they were not cut out for the new job of protecting Equestria. Yes they were apart of the Equestrian Guard thing that existed in prewar Equestria, but they did a lot of aerial shows. Sure, they could do a good job kicking a dragon hard enough to drive it out of Equestria, but they were not able to handle an army in the same way. As the premier fliers, they took in only the best and showcased what Pegasi could do all across Equestria. There isn't much more information on them other than just that. They may have been elite fliers and apart of the guard, but like everypony else, they were just as unprepared.

The fact is, the war wasn't something we saw coming. It wasn't something Equestria had ever thought could be. The Zebras never knew war either. At least not like we discovered. It was a new concept in such a form.

It was all going so well. Equestria was expanding new fields of science and engineering, combining it with the ingenuity of the Earth Ponies and the magic of the Unicorns. A brand new Era BEGAN. During it, the field known as Arcane Sciences was born.

But for that, Equestria needed coal. And the Zebras had coal. And the Zebras were turning from their tribes to a more unified group, and forming an empire to balance the new shift in power. They needed gemstones for their economy and their magical arts, which we still don't understand.

The fundamentals Of each Race's unique magic is still not understood. Why the Unicorns have their horns and magic to levitate and do much greater spells, we don't know. Or why it is really the Earth Ponies who kept us alive with their farms, doing more than any Unicorn could do to coax the land to grow in the ways it did. And their insane strength as well. Or why the Pegasus Wings allow us to manipulate the weather, walk on, and build with clouds. That too is a mystery. The Zebra's and their magic is an even greater one still.

The intertwining of two nations quickly accelerating in their own paths of discovery, linked together out of the necessity that fueled their growth, it did not end well.

Neither side new what war would actually mean. But by the time they saw the basic idea, it was too late. Swords and bows were replaced with guns and then rifles. Soon, they stopped being on monopods and then slings, tightened against the shoulder. And then the battle saddle.

I do not know who thought to create a saddle that mounted the gun on it for stability, but it was the invention of the war. And the bit system to fire, or the kick system to cycle the gun's action, it is all the greatest thing to come. And the thing that allowed for so much more blood.

The arcane sciences perfected the bullets and powder. And then the Zebras began to make their own. And the cycle began. We built better guns, so did they, Next came canons and artillery pieces, then the big automatic guns and then semiautomatic guns for Ponies and Zebras to slaughter each other distances that were tough to see with the naked eye.

The battle saddle sat as the epitome of battlefield weapons. The Battle Saddle was the weapon that brought the war to the Pegasus Race. Suddenly, Pegasi were leaping at the chance to become heroes by strapping on a battle saddle and coming in from the air.

The Blue Berets were born from them. They were the only good to come out of it. Our Aerial Combat Battalion, which technically houses the Wonderbolts, draw their tactics from them. And they served Equestria beyond well. That will be within the folds of these pages.

But all of the advancements made during the war seem like such a pointless effort when compared to the blood that quickly pooled. And the magic only made things worse.

Fluttershy was a Pegasus, not a Unicorn. But she was heading up the Ministry of Peace. She was a healer, a kind pony who meant nothing, not even the tiniest insect, any harm. But it was Fluttershy who came up with the idea of a Megaspell. A big spell that unicorns could launch and heal those on the battlefield.

Fluttershy unveiled it at the bloody battle of Stalliongrad. And it worked. But it didn't just work for ponies. Enemy Soldiers lying beside each other were healed in their spots without a medic getting close. And the first thing they saw was their enemy. And the first thing at their hooves was their gun. Years of fighting and hatred only lead to one ending. An even worse ending because of that first spell. So many more died on that battle because of it.

And the Ministry of Arcane Sciences couldn't be stopped after that. And the Zebras saw that idea for themselves as well. Megaspells designed to be reigned down on enemy cities from afar were designed and made. And storehouses and special guns to channel Unicorn magic were built.

The Zebras came up with their own brew to weaponize it; for without horns, they had to come up with a different way to deliver the spell. Their main brew, Balefire, was a nasty one rooted thick in their dark arts. The ones they kept hidden in their swamps. The dark places that normal Zebras from the planes stayed away from and told stories to scare their young and keep them from exploring where evil lurked.

But ponies were battling for their lives and winning. The Zebra empire wasn't strong enough on their own and they somehow enlisted the support of the Dragons.

The dragons would not rule the skies for long. Plans were made and soon Pegasi were flying through the sky in a mix of cloud and steel, with guns that could take on a dragon and pierce their once thought impenetrable hides. And with shielding to withstand the heat of their fire. Raptors they were called.

They created other classes, like the overlooked but most important Sky-tank, which shuttle our soldiers, and the Equestrian ones during the war, around and dropping them off. They allowed for the fast deployment of troops to, making it possible to react to the enemy movements and to make our own advancements in the blink of the eye.

The Ministry of Arcane Sciences wasn't the only Ministry at work. There were six. Each was headed by a powerful mare who was gifted the ability to wield an element of harmony. Laughter, Honesty, Kindness, Loyalty, Generosity and Magic.

Harmony had never seen war. Harmony had seen Discord and Nightmare Moon. It could stop a single agent from attacking Equestria, even as powerful as Discord. Harmony couldn't stop the hatred of races that was as plain as a Zebra's strips.

So the Leader of Equestria, Princess Luna, called upon the mares to create the ministries and to save Equestria how they knew best. Her older sister and Co-ruler, Princess Celestia, had abdicated her half of the throne after the conflict spiraled out of control and Equestria was thrust into war. She really only knew one thing, peace.

But she, like Luna, were Princesses. They ruled because the were Alcorns. They had the horn and Magic of a Unicorn. And likewise they had the wings and magic of a Pegasus. The two of them were ancient and the first wielders the Elements of Harmony. As the war progressed, many turned to see them as gods. But they were just as powerless to stop it as anypony else.

Luna, left with no others to help, turned to the young mares who were already so highly esteemed. For they had already turned her from her pain and darkness, from being Nightmare Moon, and back to being Princess Luna. And Discord's return from his defeat also was stopped by them as they once again sealed him in stone and returning Equestria back to its normal, peaceful self.

So the ministries were started. Twilight Sparkle, who in many ways, lead the group of friends, took on the role of Ministry Mare of the Ministry of Arcane Sciences. For she was a Unicorn who loved to do science and was very gifted in magic. Her Element of Harmony was magic. She was the most powerful of them all.

Apple Jack was the honest Earth Pony, who wielded that element. A farm pony, she was tasked with being the mare in charge of the Ministry of Wartime Technology. Most of the military advancements were funded and fueled by that ministry.

Fluttershy wielded the element Kindness. It was her kindness that put her as the Ministry Mare of the Ministry of Peace. She caused more pain and suffering for all because of her reckless use of such power. As a Pegasus, she never understood magic to begin with. And She didn't think about magic. She could barely fly on her own. And that was always the downfall of the Ministry of Peace. It was flawed from the start.

The Ministry of Awesome was a near pointless appointment for the wielder of the Element of Loyalty. All the Ministry ever did publicly was create the Single Pegasus Project towers across Equestria. They did nothing for the war effort except take up resources and time. Stuff that should have been put to work helping our boys come back home.

She was the other Pegasus in the group. She created the Shadowbolts. But they worked differently than the military and outside of the public's knowledge. Their story, what we know of it, is also on these pages.

The other Unicorn was a fashion designer. Rarity was the holder of the Element of Generosity and it was her Ministry, the Ministry of Image, that helped keep things going as the war waged on and on. She designed uniforms and advanced how soldiers were able to better protect themselves in combat. Also, she helped keep the dreary days bright, spreading hope and such through posters and campaigns, often alongside the Ministry of Moral.

She did more for hope than the Ministry of Moral did. Pinkie Pie was the Mare in charge. Laughter is the last Element of Harmony. An Earth Pony who grew up on a rock farm, she found laughter one day and bang! She never stopped bouncing around. But she was everywhere. And the Ministry of Moral was always watching. Always looking out for spies and always peering into places and jobs to make sure information wasn't getting to the Zebras to use it against us. There were turncoats who showed that beneath their pastel coats and manes were really stripes. It was her job to keep Equestria, Equestria. And to do it with a smile.

In many ways, the ministries fueled the war, not understanding true harmony and straining their friendship in the process. They came out with an idea and implemented it. It would work, and then the Zebras would level that field back out. Both sides kept adapting as things escalated out of control.

One thing the Zebras never could adapt was our cloud farming. As the ground was torn up by battle and for factories and resource mines, the less land that could be farmed. Somehow, the Ministry of Arcane Technology figured out how to make it so the seeds would stay and we could work the clouds like the soil below, farming them instead. They kept Equestria fed for much of the late war.

But mostly things for the direct war effort were developed. We came out with power armor to protect our Earth Ponies better than anything else and also to carry heavier, bigger, more Powerful guns. And soon, the Zebras began to enchant their weapons to ignite and burn targets, even without having to pierce the armor.

They always had a counter response to our new edge soon after we deployed it. I would love to say that they always stole stuff from us and made it their own, but the limited stock of Stealth-bucks we keep in reserve say otherwise. Those were designed by Ministry Mare Rarity after she found and killed a Zebra spy in her office. He was wearing a cloak that made him Invisible. And it was powered by a gemstone they had gotten from our Mines. There were other things as well.

Likewise, They made their spells portable, in little Launchers. At least for the small stuff. The shot Balefire Eggs. That is how we mimicked their main spell. It was based in necromancy and would melt the skin off your bones. Then they had the pink cloud that fused everything together and hung in the air, making it deadly to breath, even for a second.

We must of had them backed in a corner, because both sides had bountiful time with the Megaspells to use them before that day. The Zebras launched theirs first, and Equestria retaliated. They hit us hard.

Cloudsdale was struck first, by pink cloud, destroying the ancient city in the sky. Canterlot, the seat of power for over a millennium, was struck with pink cloud as well. The Princesses died that day. It is reported the city itself still exist, but it full of the toxic air that just won't dissipate.

The necromantic Balefire spells were set off in Fillydelphia, taking out half the city. Manhattan also took a critical strike. Baltimare, Trottingham, and the ground part of Las Pegasus were hit as well to different degrees.

Equestria's main offensive Megaspells were reverse engineered from the Zebras Balefire. They left the same destruction and chemicals and radiation waste in the Zebra Lands as were left in Equestria. Few survived. Most of those survivors came from Stables.

One of the things developed not for war was the terminal. A computing system and unit that allowed for storage of thousands of papers on a desk at once in the unit, faster communication, and so much more. You know what I am talking about since we still make ample use of terminals.

The creators of that company also founded Stable-tec. They made shelters from the spells. They were dug deep underground to escape their wrath and sealed with a giant door in the shape of a gear.

But those that came out didn't find an Equestria that was easily livable. Ruins, toxins, and radiation sweep the land. Ghouls, ponies that were mutated by the necromantic spells, roam the land looking for the only food that will curb their appetite, blood.

Many find farming too difficult with the depleted soil, so they scavenge for the food that was packaged and preserved during the war. It still survives and it is still edible. The others, they turn to raiding. Preying on the weak and taking things by blood and force. There is no law in the Wasteland, only death.

We obviously survive without that. We are the only other option for survival. The Pegasus Race was never supposed to be in the war. We were not Earth Ponies or Unicorns. The Zebras were dealing with them, not us. But we were dragged into it.

You should remember learning that when the spells came, we sealed the sky up. The Single Pegasus Project towers allowed us to. We kept all the bad below, training and preparing for the fateful day when we would have to go below.

Rainbow Dash, the wielder of the Element of Loyalty turned her back on the Pegasus Race when the Grand Pegasus Enclave rose up to protect it. She left, abandoning us. Fluttershy too was gone. So the founders did what the had to do to protect our forefathers and us today. The counsel is, mostly, a great system of government.

Our resources are running low. Steel can only be recycled for so long. Trees can only grow so fast. The population checks that we have in place do their job well, but the clouds can only be farmed for so much food in a calendar year.

We sacked the Griffin Kingdom after we wiped them out. They fought against us for sealing up the sky. And they lost, poorly, and without honor.

As Wonderbolts, we will probably lead the first charges and expeditions below. You need to know our history: from before the war, to during when they were disbanded after, and to when the Grand Pegasus Enclave recognized them because of what they stood for.

As Wonderbolts, you need to understand what connection we have to the Shadowbolts, who Equestria quietly fielded and what they did. A lot of us is taken from them, because they fought with the same weapons and equipment that we either use, or developed their better advanced counterparts that we now employ.

The Enclave is broken up into districts to better regulate things and keep the peace. New cities have sprung up, most notably New Cloudsdale and Twin Clouds. Other towns have popped up, like New Heaven, El Nino, and Cherry Town.

The majority of the land is farmed, using the late war technology. It is vital for the survival of the Pegasus Race and the Grand Pegasus Enclave. Even almost two hundred years later, the outer reaches are expanding as new farms pop up.

Most of the housing was built by maintenance pegasi, at the request of the future farm owners. Farm houses were top priority in the farming districts. But Barns, barns required both wood or steel, as well as clouds. And no farmer trusted their barn to be worked on but by anypony but a fellow farmer.

Like all farms, the cloud farmers are a community. They support each other, especially when it comes to planting and harvesting, and especially in the rural, outer reaches. The maintain themselves and keep things civil, without the need for law enforcement. The are peaceful pegasi.

The only time most of them deal with the Enclave is after fall harvest, when they come to collect the taxable food. They have no qualms with the Enclave. They are perhaps the most loyal citizens in the Enclave.

They do their duty, feeding the Pegasus Race. They do it rain or shine, every day of the year, and without complaining. They love their job. Few ever find their duty elsewhere, like serving in the military.

Shadow Flare is one of those rural farmers, on the norther edge of the Enclave in an old farming community. His family has owned those clouds since before the war. But unlike them, Shadow Flare is small, making farming problematic. He struggles to find his place in the community. There is a lot more out there than he has experienced in his little corner of the Enclave.

To start, this story's writing origins go back to 2013. Soon after I read the original Fallout Equestria. It has taken time to come back around and put the time into this story it needs and the changes required as I have become a excellent writer. I am glad to be finally getting back to it.

Bear with me, as I do not write with a common writing style. I write in the rare 'Third Person omniscient'. In other words the characters are viewed in third person and I tell you what they think, feel, see and hear and is all knowing. It works best with dealing with multiple main characters, like I usually do.

I hope you enjoy the way I write. Each writer has their own unique, stamp. One can mimic another author, but never be exactly that author. Style is just like a fingerprint, unique to each author.

– Μινδροπ

Special Thanks:

Kkat: The original Fallout Equestria writer.

Briseno: He encouraged me to write this story. Especially encouraged me to reboot it and finally get on writing it now. Its been a while since FOE was published. I wanted to write it earlier, but I am finally because of him.

He also has allowed me to use his vector images to create some of my book covers and helped me refine them to solid pieces of art.

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