When I was a filly, my dad was a corporal of the Global Defense Initiative (GDI). One day he disappeared, so I was looking for him. Actually a team of twenty ponies were searching. For some reason everyone searched at the south of the base, except me, I was at the northeast. there I found a Brotherood of Nod (NOD, terrorist) base. And there, there he was, I saw him in the NOD base. I ran back to our base (well, I couldn't fly because NOD probably had RADAR) and I called for support. We sent...