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#### **Day 1 of the War of the Two Sisters**
**Bashful's POV**
_I walked through the Friendship Castle's interiors with fear inside me. That kind of terror and self-preservation feeling in my head that politely tells you 'What the fugg are you doing, go back'. Alongside me was Azure, with a determined expression in her face, managing to hide well the panic on her heart. We were about to go on a warzone anyways, that's not definitely something you'd enjoy doing. Some soldiers looked at us with a confused expression, they probably found our small size confusing... did they think we were minors? I-I-I mean... w-we were about 4 years older t-than we said... I-I hope they don't notice..._
_Or mmaybe they were confused about our clothes... [a gleaming white officer dress suit](/images/3041969)... they gave us that because it was the only thing of our size and also it was the only purely white clothing they had. This uniform didn't have any insignia or other characteristics, since it wasn't for showing rank, and instead it had a red cross painted on my chest, alongside two armbands on each arm with the same symbol. They also give me a helmet which they painted fully white and painted red crosses on (It looked kinda like [this](https://i.pinimg.com/236x/01/38/f0/0138f0583f22a981727bc3cacb879ed0--german-army-wwii.jpg)). Everything was made for the specific purpose to be respectful with the Geneva Conventions and make everyone clear we were non-combatants_
_The general who had gave me the clothes seemed to approve on the fact I was going to partake in the battlefield, atleast, that's what I saw on his visage. Although he did question me for my choice of weaponry, pointing out that a single shot, anti-tank scoped rifle was particularly ineffective in the job I'd have, but since they had a deficit in weaponry, and they also didn't consider I'd be much of a protagonist in the actual fighting, they didn't mind I had such unwieldly weaponry, I'd be just a combat medic, and not even a combat **combat** medic, just a random pony aiding the wounded._
_I saw Celestia on a room in one of the hallways, as I walked towards the exit of the Frienship Castle. She glanced at me and she seemed shocked out of my appearance, even dropping inadvertantly some papers she was reading. Maybe she thought that I was a simple filly about to go to war... or more like **realized** it. But before she could actually say something, I was already outside the castle. Although technically this wasn't a war, right? It was just a silly fighting from some disgruntled bat ponies that wanted extra mangoes? Or whatever that pony told us after we woke up this morning, that one that told us what to do in an emergency and gave us a very quick tutorial on how to use our medical saddlebags. Thankfully it seemed to be quite simple, atleast from what he said, perhaps the more important things like extracting bullets were left to professionals_
_It all started normally, me and Azure went towards the trenches and the buildings that composed the exterior defense ring of Ponyville, though there was a further one in construction as ponies went to and fro with sandbags and logs. We took a seat in one of the logs outside of the trench as I saw the ponies working together. I considered the preparations unnecessary, atleast because I was told that there was something like a riot and not a fully-fledged war. Then, it happened out of sudden_
_[Everything exploded around us](https://t4.ftcdn.net/jpg/00/18/86/85/360_F_18868529_QtXTVmzKxWZZdk6QGH5MFeHvQZvEGb1W.jpg) in fast succession, as we heard the whistling sound of artillery shells that, like bringers of death and despair, fell down upon our position. Azure wooshed to my side and took me by my paw, as we dove into the trench and inside some kind of underground bunker to defend ourselves from the concussion and deadly shrapnel that was sent everywhere by the explosive ordnance. Sounds of muffled explosions were heard as we kept inside the bunker, which seemed to do its very best in keeping a decent shape._
_Soon, the bombardment stopped. I stood with Azure and many others that had took refuge in the bunker. We all looked at eachother, with varying kinds of expression, although the most common one seemed to be a mix of confusion, fear and sadness. Some of us were shaking inside, already shell-shocked by the event. But we didn't have much time before some kind of siren went blazing outside. Like if we were given orders from heaven above, we scrambled all outside, trying our best to exit one by one in the admittedly small space. I watched Azure closely, not wanting to lose her in the group of soldiers, [and we peeked a bit.](https://cdn.britannica.com/44/65944-050-F18FEEA4/soldier-British-trench-Western-Front-World-War.jpg)_
_TheA wbarttle seemed to have begun, I don't know why, neither how, because I was told this was a freaking riot, and the bat ponies, which I was told were New Lunar Republic, [were charging at us](https://cdn.images.express.co.uk/img/dynamic/129/590x/scottish_soldiers_world_w-466382.jpg), their weapons blazing and firing potshots at our position. I felt scared, despite I had my red-cross helmet, because I couldn't know if they were firing at me or Azure... But then I took a deep breath, and doing a figurative leap of faith, I ran out of the trench, seeking to bring the injured from the artillery attack back to safety. The machineguns kept doing their musical 'Atatatatatatatata' of doom, creating lines of gunshots in the ground near the bat ponies, and even taking some of them down. Muskets were heard as soldiers from both sides tried to kill someone from the other, and mortars made their characteristic firing sounds as they tossed their innacurate explosive gifts towards their target. It was like a disorganized orchestra, were the guns and cannons were the violins, conducted from hell_
_As this battle went on, I tried my best to keep my head down and aid anybody in dire need. One soldier wasn't bleeding, but seemed to have been thrown towards a wall by an explosion and broke both hindlegs. I signalled Azure to aid me, and we both put the combatant onto a stretcher and got him out of the action, where other, more trained medical professionals took care of him, proceeding to get back into thewarzonea, not paying attention who was winning or losing, just trying my best to save people. Another young Royal Guard seemed to have been hit by shrapnel, and was losing blood profusely in the abdomen. Azure got out the autoinjector of sufentanil, as the experienced combat medic taught us, and promptly jammed it on the poor soldier, while we carried him out of harm's way, also bandaging him and placing a piece of cloth on his wounds, indicating him to press tightly while we both handled the stretcher to the back of the city with the guard on top._
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**Bashful's POV**
_I walked through the Friendship Castle's interiors with fear inside me. That kind of terror and self-preservation feeling in my head that politely tells you 'What the fugg are you doing, go back'. Alongside me was Azure, with a determined expression in her face, managing to hide well the panic on her heart. We were about to go on a warzone anyways, that's not definitely something you'd enjoy doing. Some soldiers looked at us with a confused expression, they probably found our small size confusing... did they think we were minors? I-I-I mean... w-we were about 4 years older t-than we said... I-I hope they don't notice..._
_Or mmaybe they were confused about our clothes... [a gleaming white officer dress suit](/images/3041969)... they gave us that because it was the only thing of our size and also it was the only purely white clothing they had. This uniform didn't have any insignia or other characteristics, since it wasn't for showing rank, and instead it had a red cross painted on my chest, alongside two armbands on each arm with the same symbol. They also give me a helmet which they painted fully white and painted red crosses on (It looked kinda like [this](https://i.pinimg.com/236x/01/38/f0/0138f0583f22a981727bc3cacb879ed0--german-army-wwii.jpg)). Everything was made for the specific purpose to be respectful with the Geneva Conventions and make everyone clear we were non-combatants_
_The general who had gave me the clothes seemed to approve on the fact I was going to partake in the battlefield, atleast, that's what I saw on his visage. Although he did question me for my choice of weaponry, pointing out that a single shot, anti-tank scoped rifle was particularly ineffective in the job I'd have, but since they had a deficit in weaponry, and they also didn't consider I'd be much of a protagonist in the actual fighting, they didn't mind I had such unwieldly weaponry, I'd be just a combat medic, and not even a combat **combat** medic, just a random pony aiding the wounded._
_I saw Celestia on a room in one of the hallways, as I walked towards the exit of the Frienship Castle. She glanced at me and she seemed shocked out of my appearance, even dropping inadvertantly some papers she was reading. Maybe she thought that I was a simple filly about to go to war... or more like **realized** it. But before she could actually say something, I was already outside the castle. Although technically this wasn't a war, right? It was just a silly fighting from some disgruntled bat ponies that wanted extra mangoes? Or whatever that pony told us after we woke up this morning, that one that told us what to do in an emergency and gave us a very quick tutorial on how to use our medical saddlebags. Thankfully it seemed to be quite simple, atleast from what he said, perhaps the more important things like extracting bullets were left to professionals_
_It all started normally, me and Azure went towards the trenches and the buildings that composed the exterior defense ring of Ponyville, though there was a further one in construction as ponies went to and fro with sandbags and logs. We took a seat in one of the logs outside of the trench as I saw the ponies working together. I considered the preparations unnecessary, atleast because I was told that there was something like a riot and not a fully-fledged war. Then, it happened out of sudden_
_[Everything exploded around us](https://t4.ftcdn.net/jpg/00/18/86/85/360_F_18868529_QtXTVmzKxWZZdk6QGH5MFeHvQZvEGb1W.jpg) in fast succession, as we heard the whistling sound of artillery shells that, like bringers of death and despair, fell down upon our position. Azure wooshed to my side and took me by my paw, as we dove into the trench and inside some kind of underground bunker to defend ourselves from the concussion and deadly shrapnel that was sent everywhere by the explosive ordnance. Sounds of muffled explosions were heard as we kept inside the bunker, which seemed to do its very best in keeping a decent shape._
_Soon, the bombardment stopped. I stood with Azure and many others that had took refuge in the bunker. We all looked at eachother, with varying kinds of expression, although the most common one seemed to be a mix of confusion, fear and sadness. Some of us were shaking inside, already shell-shocked by the event. But we didn't have much time before some kind of siren went blazing outside. Like if we were given orders from heaven above, we scrambled all outside, trying our best to exit one by one in the admittedly small space. I watched Azure closely, not wanting to lose her in the group of soldiers, [and we peeked a bit.](https://cdn.britannica.com/44/65944-050-F18FEEA4/soldier-British-trench-Western-Front-World-War.jpg)_
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_As this battle went on, I tried my best to keep my head down and aid anybody in dire need. One soldier wasn't bleeding, but seemed to have been thrown towards a wall by an explosion and broke both hindlegs. I signalled Azure to aid me, and we both put the combatant onto a stretcher and got him out of the action, where other, more trained medical professionals took care of him, proceeding to get back into the
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