Chapter 10
~The Revolt~
Here are the new ponies getting introduced:
Gearbox: a stocky earth pony colt with a gray coat. He has a short and scruffy light brown mane and tail. Submitted by: BlackFalcon269
Plasma: a colt pegasus with an indigo colored coat. He has glimmering lightning-blue eyes. He also has a matching lightning-blue mane and tail. Submitted by: Plasma Specter
Brick: a very large (for his age) earth pony with a brick red coat. He has vibrant bright orange eyes. His mane and tail are muddy brown. He and Patch Work are twin brother and sister. Submitted by: Auto-Assist
Raven: a pegasus filly with a dark blue coat. She has glossy light green eyes and wears glasses. Her mane and tail is black mixed with red. Submitted by: SonicTheNinja
Classroom 8 was gripped in fear. Not just any fear that you may have read about in some silly fictional story. But true fear. The kind of fear that cuts deep with venomous fangs, its poison clouding minds and strangles the hearts of young colts and fillies. Making them confused and doubtful. Fear that makes one say, 'please, please, please not me'. Most crawl into a hole in hopes that the fear passes.
But in classroom 8 the fear did not pass. It was encircling the students. The two minions ordered to police over the room terrorized the colts and fillies. Sledge was a beefy pony with a flat, ugly face. He was much older and stronger than anyone in the room. A pony powerhouse. The other minion, Wispe, was a frail pegasus filly with a long, greasy mane. She laughed with a jeering tone. She was a witch. Not a silly leaning-over-a-bubbling-cauldron witch, but one that was wicked and cruel, both of them were.
These two ponies where the source of the fear.
Sledge and Wispe terrorized everyone without any signs of prejudice or discrimination, it seemed. Everypony was a potential target. There was no way to know who was going to be next. Anypony that caught their attention would suffer their wrath, inflicted by humiliating punishment and pain with no cause or reason.
They enjoyed the cruelty.
In fact, they feed off each other sinful mischief. One cruel deed spurred the other to do an even more terrible act onto the innocent young ponies.
Like some kind of sick, nightmarish game.
A nightmare no one could wake from.
No place to crawl away to hide.
The last unfortunate pony made the mistake of asking to use the bathroom. The colt was bobbing up and down so badly that he looked like he was about to explode. Unable to hold it in any longer he raised a hoof in the air, waving frantically, and asked to go. At first Sledge and Wispe didn't seem to care, and allowed him to answer the call of nature. But as soon as he made it to the classroom door, Wispe flew up and bolted into the unsuspecting colt, with a laugh and a crash. Rolling over and over till they came to a stop. Wispe landed on top, sitting on his back. She pulled on his mane painfully, until he peed on himself.
She fluttered off the sobbing little colt, laughing, "Look at the baby. He pee-peed. Do you need a diaper baby? He-heh-heh!"
It was a nightmare in classroom 8.
The students of 8 huddled together, tightly bunched together with heads low (to avoid eye contact), flanks to flank, forming a large multi-colored assembly in the middle of the room.
They looked like a giant blob of brightly melted waxy crayons.
The room was unnaturally quiet. No pony said a word. Not a sound. Not even a breath could be heard (not counting the intercom system. Quicksilver's ranted on with lies of the fillies throughout the school [Chapter9]). The intense quiet was not entirely a good thing. Sledge and Wispe grew restless with boredom and began rove around the children again. Looking for new victims.
They giggled and teased. Saying awful things to the young ponies. Whispering and poking.
The students clung tighter together, receding, like a turtle hiding in a shell.
Brick, Plasma, Gearbox and Raven cringed closely when Sledge and Wispe walked by. They could feel the minion's eyes on their backs. Desperate to become invisible the four friends were jammed together so closely that their heads and bodies were sore.
The minions continued to walk, passing the four friends. There was no relief though. On the other side of the group of classmates Sledge had found an unattended tail out in the open and smashed it with his massive tree trunk size hoof, breaking the small pony's tailbone. The room filled with an ear shattering scream.
Raven peeked up to see who was in trouble. She wanted to help. The midnight blue pegasus could not see the unfortunate pony. Raven lifted her head to get a better look.
"Don't move, Raven," Plasma whispered in alarm.
"Shh!" Raven shot back at the indigo blue Pegasus. She knew what she was risking, but did not care. She cared about the classmate in need.
Her heart sank. Raven instantly regretted her decision as her eyes met Wispe's frigid grey irises. The witch smiled gleefully at Raven. "What do you think you're looking at?" she barked.
Raven quickly ducked back down with her friends. Her heart betting like crazy.
Oh Celestia no!
"Hey you! I saw you! You wanna be noisy, huh?" Wispe said overtly.
Please, please, please Celestia not me!
"DON'T IGNORE ME YOU CUR! I'M TALKING TO YOU!" she shouted. Grabbing Raven's tail with her mouth and pulling her out of the trembling crowd of ponies.
Raven clawed at the floor feebly, looking to her friends as she was dragged away. Brick, Plasma and Gearbox didn't even look up to see her. Not a single pair of eyes dared to meet hers.
Wispe laughed in joy. "Oh, were going to have fun with you, right little cur?"
Raven was nearly out of her mind with fear. She tried to scream for help, but fear had strangled her throat. An empty sound came out. Panicking, she suddenly turned around and smacked Wispe right in her muzzle.
Raven was horror-struck by what she did. The two fillies looked at each other in bewilderment.
Raven gasped. She looked more socked by her own action than Wispe did. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," she breathed, petrified with fear.
Wispe snapped out of her stupor, and whacked Raven in the face with a hoof, sending her backwards to the floor. Her eyeglasses skidded across the room. A second later she was hoisted up off her feet and completely off her hooves, as Sledge wrapped a meaty foreleg around her neck. Holding her body up against his in a stranglehold. Raven gagged a bit, finding it difficult to breathe.
"HOW DARE YOU HIT ME, CUR?!" Wispe yelled, and punched her in the stomach, knocking the wind from her lungs.
Raven was now gasping for air, kicking her legs awkwardly.
"Too bad for you. You looked so pretty too." Wispe grabbed Raven's tightly clutched wings. As hard as Raven tried to keep her delicate wings tucked against her sides, Wispe easily managed to gently pull them open. Spanning the wings out fully, displaying the array of shimmering dark blue feathers. Wispe admired them for a moment and said, "But not for long."
With a quick jolt, Wispe yanked out a hoof full of feathers from the tips of each wing.
Raven shrilled in pain. Blood spurted out from the empty feather sockets.
Wispe looked at the feathers in her hooves with a giggle, surprised that they had given so easily. Tossing them to the ground, she opened up Raven's wings again.
"N-NO NO NOOO PLEAAAASSSSSE NOOOOOO!" She pleaded with all of her pounding heart. Sledge laughed at her cries.
Another harsh jerk tore out four more feathers with a pop and a horror filled squeal from Raven. The pain was now gone. The little Pegasus felt her head spinning at the sight of the arching blood from her tiny wings. Her brain was screaming as loudly as she was, but no sense could be made of it.
Madness.
She flailed hopelessly.
Sledge was too strong.
Raven fell to the floor.
What happened? Did he drop her, she wondered?
Raven couldn't believe her eyes. Sledge was being attacked by Gearbox, Plasma and Brick. Brick (being the biggest pony in classroom 8, but still not nearly as large as the older Sledge) socked Sledge in the head, sending the beast to the deck.
No. All the students had jumped up and rushed forward in a united charge, yelling in revolt.
Sledge was instantly overpowered by the surge of candy-colored ponies, pinning him down. The wide eyed Wispe, however, had just barely wrenched herself free and bolted out of the door before being blitzed by the angry mod.
There was a fight at the classroom door. More minions were trying to force their way in after hearing the disturbance. With great difficulty the young fillies and colts forced the door to the room closed and locked it. Blocking the door with a few chairs and desks. Then a book case. Even flipped the teacher's desk onto the pile. A kitchen sink showed up in some ponies haste to add bulk to the barricade.
Minions outside in the hallway howled in defeat, unable to get in.
The students of 8 held their breaths. In realization they all cheered in victory. Freedom. Despite being trapped in the room, they where free.
Raven, however, was still dazed. Shacking from shock, she pulled herself up. Her eyes fixed on Sledge pinned to the floor. He looked back at her with a mocking smile. A smile! Or was it only in her mind. She walked up to the heartless bully. "YOU MONSTER!" she bellowed. In heated hatred she punched him in his stout face over and over and over and over-
Plasma and Gearbox jumped on top of Raven to stop her brutal attack. His face and her hooves smeared with blood.
He still smiled.
Tears spilled out of Raven's eyes, her voice trembling, "G-GET OFF!"
"Raven! Stop! We got him. He can't hurt you anymore." Gearbox said, struggling to hold her.
"I'll kill him!" she spitted, "I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU AND I'LL KILL HER. I'LL KILL BOTH OF YOU!"
Fear had gone from Raven's eyes and heart. Now only madness remained.
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Could this be the turning point for the school, or will Hawthorn tighten his clutches deeper. There's a LOT more story to unfold. Give me a shout if you have questions or ideas.
Happy Valentines Day 3
It's so wonderful to be home in the United States again and to be with my family! I appreciated everyponies well-wishes. Thank you all so much. I'm so sorry it took so long to update. I was having a hard time readjusting and writing at the same time.
I hope everypony enjoyed the chapter. A big HUGE thanks to Novi (Almost an Actress) for editing this chapter for me. I'm so bad at catching misstaks. Anypony that knows Novi's work can definitely spot her unique flair in this chapter. "silly leaning-over-a-bubbling-cauldron witch" was all her. Novi, I totally owe you! Bro-Hoof… er, Bro-Pegasister-Hoof? )(
Here's a special note from Almost Novi:
(Editor's Note: Hi! Um… I'm Almost an Actress, or Novi. Foxx's usual editor, Alison, is on a tiny leave. She does a great job, so thanks Alison! :) Um… yeah. Thespie and Stunning Stitch are mine. Just wanna say hi and that JackalFoxx is doing a great thing here!)
Alison, take a break and enjoy your vacation, you deserve it.
Also, in celebration of the tenth chapter of Bully War, I have a special treat for all of you wonderful fans, and for everypony that's been so supportive of my work. I have decided to give a sneak peak of my TOP SECRET, untitled, epic story that is still in the works.
So, without further delay, I present to you, chapter 2(chopped):
Twilight Sparkle blinked her eyes open. Her dream retreating to the foggy shadows of her mind as she stirred beneath the sheets of her soft bed.
Something broke her sleep.
Turning she looked though the window carved into the side of the enormous tree she lived in. Dawn began to push up the horizon, announcing the promise that Celestia's sun was on its way. Within an hour it will be peeking around the mountain side of Canterlot draping the land in its brilliance and warmth.
It was much too early to be awake now, the lavender unicorn told herself a bit annoyed and rolled back over, pulling the sheets up to the tip of her nose. She was much too tired, working late into the night studying Geostarotology with her young assistant, Spike. Closing her eyes, she suddenly remembered that she had in fact been awakened by something. A sound maybe?
Lazily throwing her hooves down in annoyance, she pushed herself up into a sitting position on her bed. Yawning hard she looked back at the window into the dark streets of Ponyville. Nopony was out at this time. Only the street lamps shinning dimly at dawns approach. Soon the morning birds will be out singing their morning songs.
But for now it was quiet and peaceful as it always is. A smile pulled in the corner of her mouth. Well, it's usually quiet and peaceful, Twilight chuckled to herself as she fell back into the plush of the inviting bed, remembering her dream. She was flying on something. She wasn't sure but she also recalled being sad.
Perhaps she could finish the dream she thought wearily cuddling into the pillow. Eyes closed. Thoughts drifted away as sleep slowly consumed her again.
- SKREEEEEEK -
"What was that!" Twilight shot up, a bit startled by the loud sound of what sounded like a shriek an eagle would make. Only more distorted and loud and unnerving.