Habbit limped out from the bushes and collapsed. The ponies rushed over to him and saw that he had been hurt. A huge wound on his back had dried blood surrounding it.

"The poor guy, he was probably hiding this whole time."

Megan picked him up and noticed he was clutching a book.

"This must have been what they were after. All this bloodshed over a book, it's unbelievable."

Firefly took the book from Megan.

"This was important enough for Mr. Moochick to die for us. We must get back and regroup. I'm worried about the others."

Megan cradled Habbit in her arms. "Can we give Moochick a proper burial first?"

It sank in that he was dead. The ponies had lost a good friend. Without him they would probably not be alive today.

They all nodded and went to digging him a grave.

The cold iron surrounding Ember's neck was digging her raw. Newly dried blood covered the blood she shed the days before. The pace these men were marching was killing her. Already two men had lost their lives to the journey. One had fallen slipped and fallen to his death. The other was lagging behind so the wolves ate him for strength. She wouldn't last too much longer.

Along with her strength, Ember was slowly losing her sanity. She relived her capture and Twilight's torture over and over again in her mind. She would feel a dark force attacking her soul and it had gotten worse the closer they got to their destination.

"We stop!" The leader shouted. He had to because the snow and wind was blowing so hard you could barely hear anything.

Ember collapsed in the cold snow that covered the treacherous mountain they were climbing. She licked at the white powder to keep what strength she had left. The wind seemed to go right through her making her bones shiver. She closed her eyes and saw her friend's faces. She would probably never see them again.

It wouldn't be so bad to sleep and never wake up. Then I wouldn't have to suffer anymore.

"Get up! Get up stupid pony!"

The man in charge kicked her and the wolves snarled at her. Ember couldn't believe they were moving again. The man had just said to rest but maybe she blacked out again.

Every time she tried to get up he would kick her down.

The other men just laughed. There was no hope. These men were pure evil.

"Stop!" One of the smaller men shouted.

The leader looked at him. "Come again?"

"Do you forget that we are supposed to deliver her alive? She won't last much longer in this condition."

The leader stepped towards him and grabbed him by the neck. "Watch your tongue! I'm in charge. If you speak again I'll cut you where you stand."

The man nodded and then the march was back on. It wasn't long before Ember collapsed again. They were just dragging her through the snow and rocks.

The same man who stood up for her earlier picked her up and kept her in his arms. He even shielded her from the wind and snow.

"Thank you.." Ember managed to whisper.

"I'm only doing what we were told. You might wish you had died once we reach Dragon's Gate."

Megan, Spike, and the ponies made it back to the cave safely but the others weren't waiting for them.

"Where are they!" Spike shouted concerned.

Bow Tie shook her head. "They should've been here. Medley was supposed to distract anyone from coming around. Something must have happened."

Applejack gasped. "There is blood over here. It looks fresh."

They ran out of the cave and started shouting for the others.

"Where would they have gone?"

Firefly took to the sky. "They can't have gone far."