Introduction.
"Those Bastards!"
A groan of entreating despair etched in the azure coated pony's ear at an astounding volume. The unicorn pony focused her fore hoofs to stimulate the rotting pegasus corpse from sneaking a sample of her insides, holding back in embracing stamina. The ground steadied the desperate pony in her fight for her life, as a wail barked near her left.
"Spinet!"
Spinet recognized the vocalized call in an instant.
"See Saw! Grab my gun, quick!"
The filly, paralyzed from her skull to hoofs, gathered her surroundings quickly but was unable to impel her strength from her struck gaze to Spinet, who of which was helplessly fumbling to escape the walking virus atop her.
"Snap out of it!" The yellow painted filly blinked into reality and raced toward the satchel fallen to her left, speeding her way through the bag to reveal the flintlock. See Saw equipped the lethal object with her magic, aiming it toward the enemy hovered over the struggling pony. The gun shook frantically in the filly's enchantment, causing a bottle of urine to sprint down her back hooves from the fear involved.
A crackle suddenly rocketed at the undead pony, a bullet plunged fairly in the depths of its head. Spinet, easing the flesh dripping pegasus off, faltered at her ability to stand.
"See Saw! What the hell is wrong with you? Learn to fucking shoot already!" The unicorn beside her stomped at the horrid filly.
"Aim Fire, I..."
"Ah, save it!" The scarlet pony dashed up to analyze her ally, crimson slithering down Spinet from the smudged remains of the rancid headless pony beside her. The stench wretched her stomach, while she spewed lumpy fluids out her sandy throat. Her nostrils flared as the smell grew even more putrid than before she threw up her wastes.
"Yah alright? Luckily I was here to end the fuckers life before he got yah. Unlike See Saw, who I need to pick an apple with," a glare was handed to the sulking filly.
"Leave her be," Spinet, striving to regain her breath. "She's only a filly."
"Oh, right. Flint Lock has the best accuracy in the group and he's much younger than her!" Aim Fire huffed, "She needs to grow a pair if yah ask me."
"I'm right here, you know," the dandelion pony hollered over her tears, awhile to overcome her paralysis from the recent occurrence.
"Good. Perhaps you'll get the hint to pull the damn trigger sometime!
"I'm sorry!"
"Nah, yah ain't!"
"Guys!" Spinet intercepted the ongoing dispute. "Let's meet up with the others now. The moon should be rising soon. We need to get going." Spinet, her flat piano striped mane now highlighted with sinking blood and brains, trotted her way to achieve her satchel. She gifted the filly a nudge of sympathy, assisting her to her scared hooves.
Aim Fire handed See Saw a vulgar expression, a glower of scorn. The adolescent pony dropped her head in panging regret.
. . . . . . . . . . .
The area darkened like an unraveled chasm, charcoal drenched the sky above the 3 ponies.
The trees swayed endlessly, shedding leaves in its movement awhile the breeze blew a winters breath through their manes. Shivers arose rapidly among the three.
The crunching sprouted beneath each step caused, tree shavings getting trampled yelped at each stride. Far out, a twig whimpered out of place, Aim Fire paused, ordering the others to follow her lead. Another shell had busted another head a second later.
Engrams young flashed abruptly to Spinet's mind.
"Hold on tight, my love." the stallion of a pink and blue mixed mane appeared.
"On my say so, run. As fast as your legs can hold up. Don't come looking for me, at any circumstance, got it?"
Spinet, hidden inconspicuously behind a jagged stone, her iris's coughing up soggy tears replied, "No...Please Pyros...I don't want you to go.."
The horned stallion, his eyes soaring deep within hers, nuzzled his cheek against Spinet, rubbing the dampness sprung from her face away.
"I love you, Spinet," His head pivoted, and then he faced Spinet for a final moment. "Run! Run, Spinet!"
"The group... They left us." Aim Fire's statement reversed Spinet's mind back into the real world. The unlit fire spoke to Spinet. The group had deserted the area entirely, leaving only faded hoof prints behind. "The traitors took everything! The supplies, the food, everything fucking thing!" Aim Fire spoke in fury; rage seeping through her veins, her muscles throbbed in anger.
"Celestia, fuck me sideways."
Spinet gawked at what her perception brought on. The rest of the herd had left See Saw, Aim Fire, and Spinet on their own. Songbirds sang hideously in the distance along with the outcries of the overpopulated plague.
"Ah shit," Aim Fire bellowed, fastening her haste. "We need tah get outta here."
Amid the zomponies stumbled to attain the boiling warmth of life, the sluggish of their paces donating the time to scurry away from view.
"Well, well, well, we've got alicorns," A green and muddy yellowed Earth pony snarled in disgusted amusement. "Scum!" The stallion sliced at the night baring alicorn, a wound hounding out bits of her blood, the decreased viscosity flowing down from her hind leg.
"Leave her be!" Atlas, blue and green striping his mane, pleaded in horror at the sight of his soul-mate being injured viciously. Cetus started intently at the blood, riding up to pound the Earth pony in the jaw, a bullet flashed at that instant, dug its way into his hind leg.
"I shall not allow resistance from you hideous fiends," trotting from across the cricketing flames, formed a shadow of a unicorn with a weapon hung over it, bewitched.
A cloak curtained the mysterious entity pacing intimidatingly, mocking her identity 'till she flung the hood from her head, revealing dark evergreen eyes of a disturbing power, the fire adjusted a deep spark in both irises. Casting a look at the bleeding weakling, she grinned comically.
"You must all pay for the chaos you've all caused."
Cetus let out a defensive cry, "We haven't done a thing. We had nothing to do with the Royalty!"
Ignoring Cetus's statement, she glared at the agonized female kneeled down to cease pressure on her searing leg. A hoof fell in the eyes of Brimstone, wet gray covering her face as the blood merged along her coat, the ground knocked heavily into her head, her breath beating out of her. The ferocious pony, feeling righteous, heighted her stance above Brimstone.
"You all have brought this on yourselves. As alicorns, you all have the blame for this misfortune caused upon all of Equestria." The anonymous pony signified. "Your faults lie amongst the fate's of all ponykind. See here, her pain represents the catastrophe you've chosen for the land. Everypony across Equestria is suffering from the insolent thoughts, not giving a mighty damn of the living surrounding you. The torture is never ending, as you're witnessing."
The noose written along the flank of the ominous pony illuminated from the nearby beaming flames, ashes carrying with the wind. The young filly being curtained from her sibling Cetus shivered her way past his blockage.
"Hey! Leave my mom alone and stop being a big slobbering weenie!" Sweet Tooth yelped, when a whip clashed against her hooves from an whi handling pony beside her, a look handed from the frustrated leader to the whipping pony. Sweet Tooth scurried behind Cetus. Brimstone, in a tone of a tortured infant, commanded, "Don't you touch her." The wet gray puddled beneath her, her hooves slide across the ground from the muddy crimson river she lays in.
Her legs wobble under her in her attempts to balance her body to stand. "Leave I and my family be.." her throat gurgled from the pint of blood in her mouth, 'We've done nothing wrong."
"Oh, Really?" A trick grew in the vicious mares eye as she pivoted around to Brimstone caught on all fours. A smile spilt from her face, swiftly turning her green iris's in the near left corner of her eye, flames ongoing in the far middle of the two facing each other, Brimstone continued to struggle against her body weight.
"Haven't done anything wrong?" The mysterious pony walked to the rear end of the blood rending black orb of pain. "My family? Not a damn thing in Celestia's book. Yours?"
Her eyes swiftly slide to a pure glare at the family of alicorns, then straight back in the eyes of Brimstone.
"Yours on the other hand, exhibit A." At the instant, the vengeance wielding unicorn raised her double front hooves to a blast in the sides of the injured pony, causing intense hurt to swelled up inside Brimstone, landing from her fall, a sizzling burn ran all around her, concealing her body to a an even darker tar.
Her vocal chords rose horrifically octaves high, her hooves flailed to escape the blazing heat for she couldn't bare. Brimstone scrambled out of the fire, rolling frantically on the ground.
The gray pony with the whip in her magic hollered in terror. "Plague! What should we d-"
"Let her burn."
"But-"
"I mean now, Quartet. Don't sympathize these ruthless bastards. This is what they deserve."
The iron frosted pony escorted her gun toward the cooking body and prayful calls for help. Hesitantly, a bullet drilled its way into the cooking Brimstone, her body then remained motionless.
Plague, the now titled mare, clenched her lightning teeth and scowled at Quartet, who had snuck the gun from her holster. Quartet's ears drooped at Plague's outburst.
"You have the audacity to go against me and go against my orders." Plague reared up in her face. "The monsters who have riddled this world into complete chaos and you stick up for them?"
"They had nothing to do with it."
"How would you know?"
"I knew them before the Reanimation. They had not a thing to do with The Royalty." Quartet answered honestly.
"Atlas had been a traveler who sold antiques. Brimstone was a wielder. Sweet tooth wasn't even born yet and Cetus was studying for a zoologist, working with another pony aiding creatures. They refused to merge their power among the rest of the alicorns."
An eerie silence was a wind around the two conversing ponies. Plague disconnected her believe of Quartet's explanations. After moments of eyes locked, Plague's glare lighten and she twisted her head, trotting off. "Cage them. We'll deal with them at dawn."