(A/N This chapter is really short, but will play on later. Enjoy)

Grey Hoof landed on the ground and tumbled on the ground along with many other nightmares. Their forms dissipated as soon as they stopped. They were in pain, and something grabbed them.

Grey Hoof woke up, he was in some kind of metal cage and had a collar on. He tried to take it off.

"I vouldn't take zat off if I vere you, it's vhat's keeping you alive right now, schlangengottheit."

Grey Hoof looked to see an earth pony, smoking a cigarette. Grey Hoof lurched forward but was stopped by chains.

"Incidentally, you can't transform into your monster form, swinehund." The pony spat out the cigarette and stomped on it. He then looked at the zompony.

"Why have you put me here, you Germane bastard?"

"Simple mein Freund, ve have somezzing in common, a hatred of Celestia."

Grey Hoof widened his eyes. "I'm listening."

"I am Kommandeur Gegenangriff, the commander of the 5th battalion of Tuer la Grève 782."

"Wait, weren't you..."

"Declared as a terrorist group, ja, ve vere. Zat verdammt Princess took away vhat could have been, ze greatest fighting force in ze history of ponekind! Ve have been very bitter ever since, but vith your help, ve can overthrow zat königliches Weibchen!"

"And why should I help you to overthrow that harpy of a leader?"

"Ze princess, she is protected by six creatures, I believe you met zem already, vhen ze just defeated you, zese men!"

Gagenangriff showed Grey Hoof a picture of the six humans, the six that killed off half of the village and was able to tell the tale. It made his not flowing blood boil. It... it...

"I will help you, for revenge."

"Excellent, you vill do nicely mein toter Freund! You vill do nicely!" He pushed a button and the cage collapsed. The chains opened up and Grey Hoof was free.

"Now, let's go meet our leader. Follow me."

Grey Hoof had wondered how they knew about zomponies, but then again they were Tuer la Grève 782, the world's most unorthodox paramilitary company. After a few minutes, Grey Hoof was at the door.

"Here ve are. You're on your own. Good luck, und gehen Sie machen Ihre Art stolz!" Gegenangriff trotted away as the door opened, Grey Hoof trotted in and was met with a bright light, almost too bright for him.

The voice was compelling, so he obeyed. When he was fully inside, the light dissipated to reveal a chair and desk. The one sitting in the chair spoke.

"So, you want to have revenge against Celestia. I would ask why, but I already know you, Grey Hoof."

"What, who are..."

The chair swiveled to reveal the stallion, an alicorn with a coat as white as snow and a mane that is pure light. He opened his eyes to reveal red eyes. Grey Hoof recognized him immediately.

"Apollo, the fallen consort."

"So you have heard of me. Good, then it will make introductions moot."

"Why are you..."

"Leading this group? All will be revealed soon Grey Hoof, but for right now, I have a plan."

"What plan?"

"I'll tell you, but only if you join my cause."

"Which is?"

"To overthrow the Celestial government and take over as the true leaders of Equestria, and then, the world." Apollo chuckled. "I never took getting dumped well anyway, especially in the way she did it." The alicorn gritted his teeth, oh how he hated Celestia, and yet how he loved her as well.

Grey Hoof grinned evilly and spoke. "Deal."

"Good. You will make a fine addition to our group. You may explore now, that collar will keep that curse of yours in check. For right now, you must train. Tuer la Gieve has a saying that every soldier must recite by heart. 'Dans la rouille de la peine, nous nous lèverons des cendres!' Remember that, #1000000!" Apollo had a reason to celebrate now, Tuer la Grève 782 now was one million soldiers strong.

"Y... Yes master!"

"Good, now leave."

Grey Hoof did so, and Apollo laughed, and laughed and laughed...

Laughter.