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Resistance: Equestria 16Within the walls of an old barn, Bonita looked over her Wildfire. Her double hued hair, two shades of purples, was kept neat and tidy. The faint glow of the candles lit up her olive skin. Even though it was broad daylight, the thick canopy and the fact that she did her best to hide the whole of the barn with boards and stuff, blocked out most of the sun's rays. She played her fingers over her gun, like it was her own child. The Spaniard took great pride in her firepower and this weapon gave her all she needed. She was never as accurate as her friend, who was known for her marksmanship. She made up for that with the Wildfire. This little beaut helped get her out of quite a few sticky situations.Resistance: Equestria 16 by Evowizard25
'Though, I have Elmyra to thank for most of those situations in the first place.' She thought, rolling her eyes at the memory of her friend's deeds. It was like she had a knack for getting into trouble.
"Code Unicorn." She heard some say, knocking on the door slightly.
Bonita groaned. 'Speak of
Resistance: Equestria 1(1953)Resistance: Equestria 1 by Evowizard25
The broken windows allowed light to shine inside. It fell upon the only living thing in the room. The sunshine warmed his cold body, but his soul remained as cold as ice. The man lay on a hard mattress, which provided no comfort. For all real comfort had long since gone. His eyes watched the ceiling, never closing for an instance. Long since had he given up sleep. It only brought the untimely pain of waking up. Of showcasing the dead world to him time and time again. Like an annoying mocking bird, calling out into his ear. Yet, it still claimed him now and again, if only to be awoken by some noise, such as this morning.
He raised a hand to his head and rested it on his forehead. Slowly, he moved his fingers through his long, black hair. He hadn't had a haircut since his barber was mowed down, about a year ago. 'A year? Two days? How long has it been? How long has it been since hell broke loose upon the world? That the old order was put to shambles. That humanity was forsaken by
Resistance: Equestria 2The world came back into focus. His vision was blurry at first, but it cleared quickly. For some reason, only two of his eyes were working. The Advanced Hybrid shook his head. 'What happened?' He thought, growling slightly, feeling a dull pain coursing through his body. His mind was foggy. He was having trouble piecing the previous events together.Resistance: Equestria 2 by Evowizard25
But that wasn't the only thing. Something was missing. It then came to him. His eyes widened so much, that they looked like they'd pop out of his skull. 'The song!' He couldn't hear the Chimera horde. It was silent. Deathly silent. This had never happened to him before. He could always hear it. But not now. It was almost like it didn't exist here. A feeling of abandonment and loneliness took him. He let out a small whine. 'But this planet is ours.'
He tried to stand up, but his legs gave in. Something was off with them. They didn't feel right. Actually, nothing seemed to feel right. Especially, his arms. They just felt He quickly brough
Resistance: Equestria 3The mismatched party moved in absolute silence through the forest. Not one made even the slightest sound. The forest did it for them, with sights and noises foreign to their senses. Gregory's eyes wondered every which way, never staying in one spot for more than a few seconds. Sweat peppered his body, as he fought the urge to run and escape his captors. His mind was still processing everything that had happened within the last twenty-four hours. 'Okay, I'm a pony. I can confirm that fact.' He wiggled his tail, which really creeped him out immensely. 'My colleagues are ponies and so is the Chimera. And we've gone to a land with talking ponies Is there anything I've missed. Oh, I don't know. ANYTHING NOT PONY RELATED!' He screamed the last bit inside his own skull.Resistance: Equestria 3 by Evowizard25
"So," Bon-Bon said from on top of John's back. He had learned her name along the way. 'She just can't keep her mouth shut, can she?' He thought. Her voice still was a little strained. "Where'd you ponies come from?"