Fluttershy was running for her life, panting and her eyes were full of fear. “Stay away! Please!”
The three figures who were chasing her were crystal ponies with helmets on their heads. Fluttershy continued running through the streets and suddenly was blocked by the worst thing possible; a dead end alley way. She turned around sobbing. “Please…”
Shortly later, Fluttershy was in a line chained to other depressed looking ponies as the front of the line seemed to be helmeted one by one. Soon, it was Fluttershy’s turn and she barely struggled as a weapon and armor was placed on her.
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