No Help for a Traitor

Act 1

In the middle of a war with gunfire roaring above my head like a thousand lions roaring. A few graze by the top of the bunker where I lay hidden from either side. The ponies of Equestria were slowly creeping forward upon the rebels of the night. I was originally apart of the New Lunar Republic, but I could be bought by the highest bidder. I was currently bought by the military of Equestria. So I was basically firing against my friends and family. I popped up for at most a second and snatched myself up two direct hits and go back down to hiding. As I reload i hear a familiar voice, it was the voice of the rebel commander, Brass Whistle. He shouted a well known position to all rebel snipers. I quickly peek from hiding and aim right in on my old spotter's head. I choke, i stop moving, and as i look down at the blood splattered wall i turn around. Somepony from the Equestrian military had shot me. I look into the ranks hoping to spot who shot me, i meet eyes with the pony who'd hired me. I didn't know his name only knew his face, it was undeniably him. He wore the biggest grin I've ever seen, something told me he had planned this from the very beginning. As i laid my back against the wooden logs of the bunker i grabbed my chest where i had a fresh bullet hole. Everything went fuzzy from then, i can faintly remember seeing two faces. Brass Whistle's and my old spotter's Editz Khun. After that i only saw ceiling lights and masked ponies.