I looked around, at the carnage that laid before me. Bodies strewn all over the ground, some still burning. I could see the mangled corpses of what looked like Pinkie Pie and her friend, but then I saw some movement from the corner of my eye. I approached slowly, just in case it was a Griffin coming to finish the survivors off. In stead there was a teenaged pony standing there.
" Hello there," I said in a calm voice, trying no to scare the pony. ", it will be alright I won't hurt you."
" He-he-hello," the pony said fear evident in it's voice.
" Let's get you out of here," I said as the sounds of another bomb going of could be heard in the distance.
We started walking in the direction of the nearest town, hoping it wasn't filled with Griffins. The pony, whose name I learned was Inked Paper, has grown more comfortable with me. I learned his mother died in the explosion. It brought back memories. I woke up in a hurry, today was Mother's Day and I had a wonderful surprise for my Mother, Golden Song.
" Mom!" I shouted down the stairs.
" What Blown?" she said.
" I love you," I said as I jumped down the stairs. ", just wanted to say that."
She laughed," I love you to, Blown."
But they took her, they took her and killed her, it was rough on me, I wasn't the same pony. I stopped talking to my friends, my family. I grew into worse and worse condition, I died my mane from its original rich blue color to red, black and purple;I died my tail yellow, green, black and red. That is also when I started to make music, I used my fathers old DJ stand that he left when he left us, and I made my first drop. That's what kept me from going insane, my drops, until I could control myself.
Inked Paper was a similar story, his mother loved him, just as much as mine. She always protected him, even with her last breath. Inked told me about one of the greatest times he had with his mother.
" I was going through a rough time, I was the last in my class to get a Cutie Mark, so they picked on me for it. The only reason I didn't give up and leave school was the fact that everyday my Mom would give me a glass of 'Courage Juice' and that would boost my confidence for the day and allow me to put up with the teasing," Inked paper had told me.
" Do you know what was in it?" I had inquired.
" Yes, I discovered it when I woke up early, all it was a sugar and water. I was angry at first, thinking my mom lied just to lie, but then I realized that the lie was to help me get through a tough time, and to help me learn that I could have courage if I believed I had it, and that was the greatest lesson a filly could learn," he had said. " Did you have any fond memories of your mom?"
" Not really, I mostly just have flashbacks, they are very brief, lasting no more then a couple seconds. The only thing I can remember with full clarity, was the day they took her away from me," I had replied.
We walked in mostly silence for the rest of the walk, only making small chit-chat, well until we got there.
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Me: Well that was emotional.
Inked Paper: Tell me about it.
Blown Speaker: You should consider your self lucky Inked, I normally don't warm up to people this quickly.
Me: Well, anyways, Fav and Follow