Chapter 15- Tragedy and Redemption
BY FAR THE MOST DEPRESSING THING I'VE EVER WRITTEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.
And I had to write college essays on my Ulcerative Colitis.
Wow, okay I really hope this chapter's sudden change in tone isn't TOO drastic, but just a reminder...VERY DARK.
I also cranked this out very quickly so let me know if there are any drastic errors.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy it for what it is, and please let me know what you think of it.
Thanks and, as usual, I own only my OC's.
Hotel- Ryan's Parents' Room- Late Afternoon/Evening
Rainbow Dash sat on the floor in front of Ryan's parents after telling them that she needed to talk to them about something urgent. The two adults were both sitting on the edge of their bed, looking down at the little cyan pony that clearly had a lot on her mind. She was looking down at her hooves with a worried expression on her face, which didn't get by Ryan's mother.
"Rainbow Dash, what is it?" she asked, "you seem upset."
"It's just," she said quietly, "I have something to tell you, and I don't know how you're going to react to it."
She gulped and looked up at the two adults with pleading eyes, as if she was begging them to take whatever news she had well. She knew that if they didn't, she may ruin Ryan's relationship with his parents, and that thought made her petrified about telling them.
"You know you can tell us anything." Ryan's father said with a kind face. "We don't want you to worry about how we'll react, we'll be understanding, I promise."
"Yeah Rainbow Dash, tell us what's on your mind." Ryan's mother said with a smile of her own that gave Rainbow Dash some more comfort.
Rainbow Dash sighed and looked back down, "I hope you are...for Ryan's sake."
"What about Ryan?" Ryan mother asked as she leaned forward while still sitting on the edge of the bed. She had a look of great interest now, as any mother would when her son is involved in something.
"It's just…" Rainbow Dash closed her eyes before looking up at Ryan's parents, "…we like each other….more than just friends. We love each other and have been in a relationship for the past few days."
As soon as the words left her mouth, she looked up to see the stunned faces of both of Ryan's parents. Thinking that she had revealed too much to them and may have ruined Ryan's life with her confession, her eyes began to water and she fell to the ground crying. She buried her face into her forelegs and began to let out sniffles in-between her small sobs before muttering, "Please don't hate Ryan because of this, he was so worried about telling you. Please don't."
She cried a little more before she felt a hand on her back. She looked up to meet Ryan's mother's eyes.
"Rainbow Dash is that what this is all about?" she asked the pony.
Rainbow Dash nodded and wiped her face with her foreleg. "Uh-huh, Ryan wanted to wait, but I felt like it would be easier on him for me to tell you both. I…I hope I didn't ruin your relationship with Ryan by telling you."
Ryan's mother smiled and got down to Rainbow Dash's level. She wiped some of the tears off of her cyan-colored cheek. "Rainbow Dash you're such a sweet girl."
Rainbow Dash looked at her with confusion, "You…you aren't mad?"
"Well," Ryan's mom said, "it is a little strange, I admit. The idea of Ryan and you…romantically intimate when you're two different species, but I've always believed that as long as he found someone who would love him unconditionally, as long as he's happy, then that's good enough for me."
"R-really?" Rainbow Dash said as a smile slowly began to grow across her muzzle. Her eyes began to clear up from the cloudiness that her tears gave them.
Ryan's father nodded from where he was sitting, "Yes, although I wish we could have grandkids out of this somehow, and…that might be an issue." He said, rubbing the back of his neck.
Rainbow Dash giggled and then threw her forelegs around Ryan's mother and looked up at his father.
"Thank you guys for being understanding, Ryan's gonna be so relieved. I love you two."
"We love you too Dashie." Ryan's father said as he walked over and hugged the pony with his wife like they were all part of the same family.
Street
The night was silent outside of the city. The Milites Chaos was gathering downtown to prepare for a war, as Mayor Drocsid wanted them to. He knew that there was a SWAT team heading his way from outside of Wilmont, which mean that he didn't control them, and they were coming for him. So he waited in his office in City Hall, biding his time until they came for him.
Officer Cantor and other officers, after their part in mentally torturing Fluttershy by helping Brett threaten her life, something that automatically makes them worse than Hitler (seriously, if you threaten any of the mane six, especially Fluttershy, you must die a painful death), they were off to get Carl and the others and bring them into the station.
"Does Discord want us to off them?" the officer that was driving asked Cantor. This man was actually the second officer who had dragged Fluttershy into the room with Cantor back at the station during their interrogation of James.
"No, he wants them alive." Cantor muttered, "that way he can deal with them himself. Besides, he enjoys creating disharmony between others, even if it may be risky to his own rule. Why do you think Brett didn't just extract information from James like he did with Bright Illusion?"
The officer looked at Cantor in inquisition, "Yeah, why didn't he exactly?"
"Because he wants them to turn on each other." Cantor replied, "If he had killed James, they would have seen it as a tragedy, and James would have been a martyr. But now that James is the one who snitched on his friends, there will be many arguments and distrust between them while they are in the jail cell."
Cantor turned to the officer, half of his face appearing to be unicorn and the other half still human, as he smiled, "As long as chaos exists, we win. It's as simple as that. And in this world, chaos is impossible to extinguish."
He turned back to normal and looked out of the windshield as the officer that was driving nodded, "Yes, sir."
Carl's House- Evening
"Come on pick up your fucking phone." Ryan grumbled as he stood outside of Carl's burnt house. The entire neighborhood was destroyed; burned to the ground by the Milites Chaos. The ashes were still smoldering from the war waged on the middle-class neighborhood by the anarchist mob the night before.
Ryan had arrived to Carl's house to see if he was home, only to finds the house destroyed. He initially was scared until he realized that Ryan's cars were not present in the wreckage, so he thought that it was possible that they got away. Since then, he was trying to get in touch with hi on his cell.
Ryan was waiting for Carl to answer his phone, starting to get nervous as his attempts to call went unanswered.
Finally, he heard a click and a familiar voice on the other end.
"Ryan?" Carl asked.
"Carl, where are you?"
"I'm at a hotel, why?"
"Because I went to go see you at your, and when I got here all I found was a pile of rubble."
"What do you mean?" Carl asked.
"Dude, your house is burned to the ground."
There was a brief pause before he heard Carl shout, "WHAT!"
After un-plugging his ears from his friend's outburst, Ryan continued, "Yeah, every house is destroyed."
He looked around to see each and every single house decimated. Some families were still among the rubble, sifting through it to grab items that had survived the flames. Others simple sat on the curb and cried about losing everything. "Carl where did you go?"
"We had to evacuate, Discord knows who were are and where we live, I guess that's why he destroyed our neighborhood."
Ryan's eyes went wide, "What? Why the hell didn't you tell me? Were you going to just leave me to the dogs or something!"
"No! Of course not!" he heard Carl plead, "but you're not in your home so you're safe. They don't know what hotel you guys are staying at"
Ryan let out a sigh of relief, "Okay, that's right. Sorry man I forgot. Now where are you?"
"We're at…." There was a long pause before Ryan heard Carl finally utter two words that froze his heart, "…oh no."
"Oh no?" Ryan asked with a shaky voice, "Carl, what is it?"
"I just remembered that I told Mr. Courite where you were staying before, which means that he knew and now Discord's men know. Ryan, they know where you are staying."
Ryan stopped breathing. He felt like his heart was paralyzed; unmoving as thoughts of his parents and Rainbow Dash being in danger filled his mind. His heart began to beat fact and he felt like he was going to pass out.
"No…" Ryan muttered while shaking his head, "Carl…please tell me you didn't…"
"Ryan I'm sorry I forgot to tell you."
Ryan now knew he had to get back to Rainbow Dash and his parents to warn them.
"Carl I have to go." And with that, he hung up and ran back to the BMW. He got in and sped off back to the hotel, too worried to notice more of the sobbing families and dead bodies from the night before; as well as a strange lack of police cars. He turned out of the neighborhood, hitting a street-sigh in his haste, and continued down the lonely road back to the hotel as the sun began to set.
Ryan's Hotel- WARNING- THE VERY DISTUBRING AND VIOLENT PART THAT I WAS TALKING ABOUT. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.
As the sun finally slipped beneath the horizon, the hotel workers began to clean up the lobby. They did, however, continue to place reservations for the coming weeks. A young check-in woman was at the main desk, clicking away at the computer while two older workers, a man and woman, were beside her, taking calls. Once done filling in a reservation for a couple that was coming to Wilmont for a funeral, the man hung up the phone and looked up. He turned his head so he was looking outside, when he saw what appeared to be a huge mass of people heading towards the entrance of the hotel, chanting some strange, Latin phrase.
Resurgere in contereret,
Cadent de vastantium.
Bellum aequalitas,
Bellum contra Class.
Nocte nos Superius,
Nocte nos pugnare.
In iuventus Valete,
Discordia est rex.
He slowly stepped out from behind the counter and went towards the door with a perplexed look on his face.
The young check-in woman looked up at him with confusion, "Daniel, what are you doing?"
"There's a group of people coming towards the entrance." He muttered, looking through the glass doors that led to the hotel lobby. He slowly walked towards it, passing a man in a business suit that was reading the newspaper, oblivious to Daniel walking by him.
As he got closer to the door, Daniel could see that the mass of people heading towards the hotel were a group of teens and young adults with guns and masks on. He instantly felt his blood run cold at the sight. His eyes went wide, "Dear God."
At that point, the leader of the group, who was Lawrence (of course), pointed his shotgun at Daniel and fired. A shell from his gun shattering through the two glass doors and hitting the innocent hotel worker in the head as blood sprayed the ground and wall that was around him. Daniel's eyes rolled back into his head and he fell to the ground in a pool of his own blood, mouth open and back to the lightly carpeted floor.
The young check-in girl gave a high-pitched scream as the older one's eyes went side in horror. The businessman quickly jumped from his seat, the newspaper that he had been reading fell to the ground as he looked down at the body. He didn't notice the group of kids enter the hotel until it was too late. He looked up to see Lance pointing a revolver at him and shooting him in the face. Now everyone else who was around at the time began to panic. Dining area workers, a janitor, and even a few guests who were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Milites Chaos began to run throughout the ground floor of the hotel, shooting ay anyone who tried to resist their power or tried to run away.
"Stay on the ground level!" Lawrence shouted to his anarchist minions, "I don't want Ryan to know that we're here until I have my gun pointed directly at his smug, nerd-bag face."
Lawrence then walked over to the check-in counter to see the two women cowering in fear. Lawrence looked over to the younger woman and smiled, "You." Lawrence said as he motioned for her to come over to him, "can you come here for a second, I need your assistance."
The younger woman just stared stupidly until Lawrence became angry. "Hey! Am I talking to myself here? Get up!"
Getting the message the second time, the young woman quickly scrambled to her feet and jobbed over, her hands above her head as Lawrence kept his gun pointed at her. Lance had his revolver pointed at the older woman while Sean was keeping watch over Lawrence's back and pointing his gun around for his protection. As some man who was staying in the hotel ran by him to escape the carnage, Sean shot him without remorse. The young check-in woman cringed and began to cry at the carnage that she was seeing.
Lawrence snapped his fingers, "Hey! Pay attention, I don't have all night. Believe it or not, even chaos has a busy schedule to uphold."
The woman nodded and looked up into Lawrence's evil, cold eyes that showed no trace of the innocent, kind child that had been Ryan's best friend years ago. He was now pure evil.
"Wha…what do you want?"
"I need a room," Lawrence said, "where is the Davis family staying?"
The woman suddenly looked like she was going to cry, "Why…why do you…"
"It's none of your business, now answer my question," Lawrence hissed as he pressed the barrel of the gun into her cheek, "Where. Is. The. Davis. Family?"
The woman hesitantly began to log onto her computer and looked up the information for the mad gunman. After a few moments, she looked up at Lawrence, "Third floor, room 308 and 309."
Lawrence nodded and gave the woman a sadistic grin, "Thank you for your cooperation, you and your older lady friend over there; now may leave."
She nodded and ran off, the older check-in woman not too far behind. Lawrence smiled and started off, "Sean! Lance!"
His two minions followed. Soon another two anarchists joined them as they headed to the elevators. Gunshots were heard in every direction, as well as blood-curdling screams from poor victims and taunts from the Milites Chaos. Lawrence led the others to the elevators and pressed one of the down buttons. As they waited, Lance had the chance to take out a woman who was running towards the exit. As he did so, he laughed like the mental patient that he soon would be.
The door to the elevator opened and the five anarchists got in and headed to the third floor. As the doors shut and they began to re-load, Lance turned to Lawrence and smiled, "Yo man, this is just like Call of Duty."
Lawrence nodded and gave a small, dark chuckle that most dictators would fear, "Except slightly more realistic."
Eventually, they reached the third floor and got off of the elevator. They slowly made their way down the hall, slowly passing by each room as they looked for the numbers 308 and 309.
Finally, they reached room 308. Lawrence knocked and waited for someone to answer.
No one did, as Ryan was still trying to get back in time, and Rainbow Dash was in the next room.
Speaking of Rainbow Dash, she and Ryan's parent heard the commotion coming from downstairs, but didn't know what it was.
"What in the hay is going on down there?" Rainbow Dash asked as she flew over to the window to look outside, but it was too dark to see. Also there was a part of the second-floor roof jetting out and blocking her view of the ground.
"What do you see Rainbow Dash?" Ryan's mother asked.
"I…I can't tell, it's too dark, and the roof is in the way." She answered
Just then, the door to their room was kicked in. Lawrence and the others stepped inside and he smiled at the frightened trio that was in the room.
"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Davis, long rime no see."
"L-Laurie?" Mrs. Davis asked in shock as Lawrence grinned. He pointed to Rainbow Dash and turned to Sean.
"Grab her Sean."
Sean walked over to her with Lance. Rainbow Dash, not willing to be taken without a fight, lunged at Sean and brought him down. Unfortunately, Lance grabbed her and slammed her into the wall, pinning her and preventing her movement. She struggled with all of her might, but it was no use. She was trapped. Lawrence smiled at the trapped pegasus and turned back to Ryan's parents.
"Get on your stomachs."
"Listen, Lawrence…" Ryan's father began before Lawrence snapped.
"GET ONTO YOUR STOMACHS! NOW!"
Not having to be told again, Ryan's parents both lay on the ground, stomach-down. Ryan's mother was shaking and his father put his hand onto her own in an attempt to calm her down.
Rainbow Dash, meanwhile, was trying to get free and save them. "Let go of me! Let them go you jerk!"
Lawrence laughed, "Jerk? Did she honestly just call me a jerk? Ha!" The others began to laugh as well as Lawrence slowly walked over to Rainbow Dash, leaving Ryan's parents under the gun of Lance and another one of his anarchist gang members. "Dashie, my pony, you are too innocent for this world. I have a gun in my hands and have murdered many innocent people in the past few days, and all you can call me is a "jerk"?"
Rainbow Dash was frozen, her eyes went wide as she heard the words escape his mouth. "You…you killed people?"
Lawrence smiled and gave the mare a nod. "That's right."
He then turned to Ryan's parents, "Where's your son?"
"You think we'd tell you?" Ryan's Dad hissed as his mom continued to silently cry into the carpet.
"I wish you would." Lawrence said almost tauntingly.
"What do you want him for?" Ryan's father growled.
"Nothing except pain." Lawrence grinned, "you rich fucks have been sucking us dry, and now, after years of fucking over the little guy, you're reaping the fruit of your labor."
"Please don't hurt us." Ryan's mother pleaded through her sobs. "Please don't hurt Ryan either."
Lawrence nodded, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you." He stood up and walked away and stared down at Rainbow Dash, who was looking up at him with pure fear and anger. She kept trying to get free from between the wall and Lance.
Lawrence chuckled, "But Sean and Mike will."
And with that, Rainbow Dash watched in horror as Sean and Mike, the other anarchist who had his gun pointed at Ryan's mother, pulled the triggers of their guns, sending one bullet into each of Ryan's parents' heads.
Rainbow Dash's face fell in shock and her body froze in place. Her lip quivered and tears began to forming her red eyes, "No….no…"
Lawrence chuckled, "Aw, the little pony from the Utopian society can't handle a little blood, huh? What's the worst that's happened in your world? A paper-cut? "
Rainbow Dash couldn't even answer. She just stared at the two corpses that had moments before been Ryan's parents, as blood began to surround them, absorbing into the carpet. She shook her head.
"No, nopony could be this cruel. There's no way this is happening." She muttered in shock. She looked back up at Lawrence, "Why…how could you do something like this?" she asked as she began to cry. Lawrence just kept smiling, enjoying the emotional torment he was causing her to have
"Because this is our reality, and I'm a heartless son of a this world has any chance to advance and improve, it must burn." He growled before he flashed his typical, evil smile at Rainbow Dash, "and we will get you to tell us where Ryan is, but first I think it's only fair that you feel my wrath for the embarrassment that you caused me at the mall, when you made me look like an idiot."
Rainbow Dash was then grabbed by Lance and another one of the anarchists, who proceeded to drag her out of the room, followed by everyone else; Ryan's parents remained laying on the ground in their own blood. Rainbow Dash was pulling, trying to free herself from these men's hold of her, but she couldn't. She was stuck and she could only cry more as she thought about Ryan, and how she let him down by not being able to help his parents.
And how she felt like she would never see him again.
Pete's Room- Night
Pete and Pinkie Pie were both sitting in front of Pete's parents as they prepared to tell them how they felt about each other. Pete was a little nervous, but felt confident that they'd accept it, even if they were a little freaked out initially, simply because they seemed to love Pinkie so much.
"What's up Pete?" Pete's father asked with his usual kind face.
Pete turned to Pinkie, who was grinning at him, "Go on Pete; tell them."
Pete turned back to his parents and let out a deep sigh. He closed his eyes. "Mom, Dad, you two like Pinkie Pie right?"
"We adore her son." Pete's mother said happily.
"Yeah she's like a bowl of sunshine and energy." His father added.
"Wow, thanks Pete's parents!" Pinkie said with a grin before turning back to Pete, raising her eyebrows as if to persuade him to "go on".
Pete nodded, "Good to hear, because I wanted to tell you that…." He looked over at Pinkie. She was not grinning so much anymore as much as she was giving him an encouraging smile before she placed her hoof onto his shoulder and nodded to relax him.
"…we're in love with each other." Pete said with a smile. He turned back to his parents
What he saw next, he didn't expect.
His father seemed to be shocked, as well as a little angry. His mother, meanwhile, just looked downright confused, like she was in a state of disbelief for what her son just told her.
"What do you mean, love?" Pete's father asked, hissing the last word out with anger.
Pete was frozen in fear as he looked into his father's eyes.
Unfortunately, Pinkie seemed oblivious to his parent's reactions and responded for him, "He means, that we're a couple and we love each other very much, don't we Petey?" She said as she pulled Pete closer to her for a hug and a quick peck on the cheek.
Pete was turning red in embarrassment, and his body was shaking as he saw what his parents' expressions became in the next moment.
His mother began to shake her head like she was in denial while his father's face showed pure rage. His face beet red and eyes full of malice for his son's words.
"You…you love…you're in love with a pony?" his mother asked.
Now Pinkie noticed his rage and she expression of joy fell and was replaced by worry. "Dad she's not…"
"You're in love with an ANIMAL!" his father shouted. "A FUCKING ANIMAL!"
"Dad she's not an animal, she's…." Pete tried to think of something to say, but stopped when he saw his mother burst into tears in front of him.
"Pete, why are you telling us this," she asked, "wasn't it enough for us to worry about your colitis? Now we have to worry about your mental health as well?"
Pete felt like he was going to faint. He could feel his stomach churning with shame as he saw his mother become reduced to a blithering mess right in front of him. He was petrified as he watched his mother fell into his father's shoulder and she continued to cry more.
Pete's father scowled and pointed to the door and, in a voice Pete had never heard his father used, growled, "Get out now."
"But Dad…"
"Don't call me Dad!" He hissed, "You're no longer my son, you're nobody to me! Now get out!"
Pete felt his heart stop, his eyes felt like torrents of water were about to pour out of them, much like when Pinkie Pie cried in the second part of the first episode. His parents, the only ones who were there for him throughout his life, the only ones who supported him when he was sick, had just disowned him because of his confession. He never felt like he wanted to die more than he did at that moment. He wanted to jump out of the window and hit the ground just so he could die and get rid of the pain that his parents were causing him. Pinkie looked at Pete with sorrow.
"Pete…" she whispered before he jumped up off of the bed and ran out of the hotel room, sobbing like he never had in his life. Pinkie wasted no time in following him, her own heart breaking as she heard Pete's father shout, "AND DON'T EVER COME BACK YOU SICKO."
Pinkie kept running as Pete sprinted off towards the stairs.
The door to Louis' and Rarity' room opened, both of them laughing happily as they saw Pinkie run by them.
"Pinkie where are you going?" Rarity asked as she suddenly noticed Pete pushing the door to the stairs open. "And what's wrong with Pete?"
"Sorry, I can't talk…Pete!" Pinkie shouted as she ran and also went through the door to the staircase.
"What the hell was that all about?" Louis asked scratching the back of his head.
"With Pinkie, I think that it's best not to ask." Rarity said before they headed to Carl's room.
Outside, Pete ran out of the hotel into the night with Pinkie right on his heels.
They didn't notice as a long line of police cruiser pulled up to the hotel. Officer Cantor stepped out of the head car followed by many other officers, that simultaneously stepped out of their cruisers. They all walked into the hotel and went to the check-in desk. After asking where Carl and the others were, using his status as a police officer to his advantage, they were told the room numbers and Cantor and the others went off.
Meanwhile, upstairs, Louis and Rarity were inside Carl's room. They had told the others that they had "made up" from their argument and Rarity had forgiven Louis for his "boorish behavior", as she called it. After the heard this news from the two, Carl and Twilight went over to look at the green box to see if it had opened since they had made up. Surprisingly, they had noticed that Rarity's cutie mark was glowing, but only a little. They also noticed Fluttershy's cutie mark, which had been slightly darker when they first examined it, was now glowing as much as the others. In fact, all of the cutie marks were glowing much brighter than they had when Carl first got it in his dream, even if Rarity's was slightly duller.
"Why is my cutie mark darker?" Rarity asked as if she were insulted.
"Beats me." Twilight added, "but it seems like there's something missing between you two that the rest of us have."
"Well that's not degrading in the least." Louis muttered.
"What are you all going on about?" Spike asked as he sat up on the bed with Anna and Lisa. The three of them had been watching television for the past few hours as, like with Ryan and Rainbow Dash, they soon realized that there was very little to do in a hotel.
"Nothing Spike." Twilight muttered.
"Well it sounds like…." Spike said before he suddenly stopped. But he didn't just stop talking; he stopped in a way that was almost like he was frozen. They all turned to see that the baby dragon was surrounded in a grey aura, unmoving from his previous position or expression of being in the middle of speaking. He was frozen.
"Spike?" Twilight asked in shock.
It was at this point too that Carl noticed Anna and Lisa surrounded by the same aura, frozen in their positions. Anna was lying motionlessly on the bed and Lisa was sitting up, both of them staring at the television.
"What in Celestia's name happened to them?" Rarity asked in horror, her eyes widening at the sight. Carl quickly turned and ran to the bathroom where his mother was brushing her teeth.
"Mom!" Carl shouted. He pushed the door to the bathroom open and saw his mother in the same predicament as Spike and his sisters. Frozen in a position where the toothbrush was in her mouth, her eyes fixed on her reflection. She wasn't moving in the slightest, even her chest wasn't moving, showing that it even halted her breathing.
"No! What the hell is going on?" Carl asked in a shaky, fear-filed voice as the door to the room burst open and police officer swarmed inside, tackling Louis, Carl, Twilight and Rarity to the ground.
Carl tried to push the officer off of him, but he was too strong. He turned to see Twilight's horn glowing as she shot a beam of energy at one of the men, sending him flying into the hallway, taking out another two who were behind him.
"Grab her, she has magic!" shouted one of the officers as Twilight was suddenly buried under a pile of about three to four police officers.
"Twilight!" Carl shouted as he heard her screaming and shouting for the men to get off of her.
"Get off of me!"
Louis was trying his best to pull all of the officers off of Rarity, and he did quite an impressive job for a few moments before one of the officers pressed their hand, which was now a hoof, to his head and sent a painful jolt through his brain. He collapsed, unconscious, right in front of Rarity.
"Louis!" she gasped before looking up at the officer, "What have you brutes done to him?"
One of he officers slapped Rarity across the face, making her look up into his face in shock, tears forming in her eyes.
Carl kept trying to get a view of Twilight, but just when he caught a glimpse of purple, he saw two legs in blue pants step in front of him. He looked up to see Officer Cantor staring him down, his eyes malicious and a sly smile on his face.
"What…are you…doing…."
"Taking you downtown." He muttered before he got down and pressed his hoof into Carl's head. Carl felt a sharp jolt of pain before blackness surrounded him, and the sounds of Twilight's screams became more and more distant until he completely succumbed to unconsciousness.
Ryan's Hotel Room
As soon as Ryan walked into the hotel and saw the carnage left from the Milites Chaos, his heart stopped beating. He slowly walked over the body of Daniel the hotel worker, and then over the body of the businessman, whose newspaper was beside him, absorbing some of the blood from his body.
Ryan then realized he couldn't afford to slow down, as he had to get to his parents and Rainbow Dash, so he sprinted to the stairs and bolted up until he reached the third floor. Once there, he ran down the hallway until he reached his room, and his parents' room. He noticed both doors were open and he pushed into his room, "Dashie!" he shouted, but nopony answered.
He quickly searched his room and found no sign of his mare-friend. He then panicked and ran next-door to his parents' room. He kicked the door completely open and froze at what he saw.
Both of his parents lying on the carpet in their blood, cold and dead; he couldn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it. The sight of his loving, caring parents, who were his best friends before Rainbow Dash came into his life, were now dead. He slowly walked over, shaking his head as he began to cry. One over the bodies, he stood above them for a few moments before he fell to his knees and wept, pressing his face into his hands.
"No…no please God no."
He wasn't there for them. He wasn't there to protect them. In his opinion, he was no longer loyal to those he loved; he was pathetic. He kept crying, thinking about his parents and how they had been murdered for no reason other than the fact that they were his parents. And Rainbow Dash, he didn't know where she even was, and could only imagine the horrors that she was enduring at the moment. He raised his head from his hands and saw a cyan feather lying on the ground to his side. He reached out and picked it up and held it in-between his thumb and pointer finger. He felt more and more tears flow as he looked at Rainbow Dash's feather.
"Mom…Dad…Dashie…I'm so sorry. I failed all of you." He whispered, "I'm so sorry."
He wept, clutching the feather to his chest as he did so, until he heard a female voice speak to him.
"Ryan you mustn't dwell on this, Rainbow Dash needs you."
Ryan slowed his crying, "Who…who are you…?"
"That is not important," the voice said, "the important thing is that you must rescue Rainbow Dash."
"How?" Ryan asked as he wiped some of his tears away. "How can I save her when I couldn't even save my parents. I don't even know where she is."
"Follow your heart, and you will find her."
Ryan shook his head, "No…no I…I can't. I'm too weak."
"You are not too weak, Ryan." Said the voice, "you just have to believe in yourself; will yourself to find her."
Ryan suddenly recognized the voice, "Wait, you're Princess Celestia, aren't you?"
"Yes, I am. Listen to me Ryan; you are loyal, even if you don't believe you are. You can get to her and save her in time." She said with haste, "Just like you've needed to see Rainbow Dash on the show after being bullied for comfort, she needs you now. You need to save her and provide her with the comfort and protection that she needs"
Ryan nodded, as he knew that she was right. He had to find her and save her, the girl…mare…that had been supportive of him. The one who had been there to help him and hold him when he needed to feel better, she was everything to him now. In his mind, he had nothing else to live for other than to save her, to protect her, to love her more than anyone could love someone else. He knew at that moment he did have loyalty in him, because he knew that he would die for her if he needed to.
He closed his eyes and began to think, "I love you Rainbow Dash, where are you. I need to find you, please let me get to you."
"Help!" he suddenly heard Rainbow Dash shout in his head. Suddenly the image of Rainbow Dash being dragged through the streets by the anarchists, led by Lawrence, to a remote part of the city flashed into his mind. He watched as the men pinned her to the ground, laughing at her helplessness. Their laughs made Ryan burn up on the inside in a rage.
He listen to her sobs as Lawrence bent over and grabbed a rock off of the ground. He slowly walked over to her, "You know, I've thought about this long and hard about this moment. Once question kept filling my mind. Do I go about this in my own personal, unique way? Or do I re-create "Cupcakes"?"
Rainbow Dash's face was showing terrible fear, which made Ryan's heart break as he saw it. His heart began to feel warm as a blue aura began to surround him.
"Let her go." He thought angrily as he didn't take his mental image off of her rose-colored eyes that still had the innocence that they always had, even after everything that she had seen.
"So I've decided to mix it up." Lawrence said as he walked over to Rainbow Dash and raised the rock above her as one of the men pinned her wing to the ground. "And bring in my own original plan by breaking your spirit first."
He brought the rock down onto the wing-bone with all of the force that he could muster.
Rainbow Dash screamed like she never had before as pain shot from her wing up into her torso. She began to cry, "Please….stop….no more."
Lawrence didn't care, and he broke her other wing, another scream erupted from her as the fucker laughed.
Now Ryan was angry. Angrier than he ever had been in his life, they had killed his parents and were now torturing the one he loved. His body was engulfed in a blue aura, his eyes opened to reveal that they were glowing a cyan color to match the light around him. His hands were balled up into a fist so hard that his nails pierced the skin and blood dripped onto the carpet of the room.
The light grew brighter and brighter until, finally, Ryan disappeared into a portal, teleporting away from the hotel room in a manner resembling Twilight's teleportation method.
Street- Night
Rainbow Dash was now crying. She was alone, being tortured by these men after she failed to rescue Ryan's parents from death. Her beautiful, powerful wings that were so much a part of her identity were now disfigured and swollen after being shattered by the rock.
She looked up to see Lawrence laughing. He was humming "Free Bird" by Lynyrd Skynyrd due to the irony of the song given the situation. There was no good left in him; he was cold on the inside, soul-less. It was almost as if the soul of the young boy that he had once been was gone forever, never to return, dead with his innocent, childhood self.
"I can't believe this is how it's going to end." She thought sadly before closing her eyes as a tear fell to the street, "Ryan I'm so sorry for not saving your parents. Please learn to believe in yourself and don't blame yourself for this, please."
"Boss! I think we should start with her abdomen now." Sean sneered as he looked up at Lawrence, who was twirling his switchblade in his hand with a smile. He looked at Rainbow Dash with a smile.
"Rainbow Dash, you are about to go through a scenario played out in one of the most hated fan-fictions on the Internet." Lawrence slowly began to walk over to her, still humming the song.
(Note, I did not read cupcakes, but I have an idea on what it is about. And I will never read it, especially since Rainbow Dash is my favorite character and the thought of…that…happening to her would give me nightmares and break my heart)
Rainbow Dash shook her head, "Please don't do this, I…I'm sorry I made you…."
"Too late for apologies." Lawrence muttered as he got down onto his knees and brought the knife to her gut. "Good-bye Rainbow Dash." He raised the knife up into the air, ready to bring it down into her.
Rainbow Dash gulped and closed her eyes, "Good by everypony…good bye Ryan, I love you."
Lawrence smiled as brought the knife down, or at least he meant to.
He kept trying to move his arm, but for some reason it wasn't moving. He kept pulling and pulling, but nothing was happening. He felt like some force was holding him back. He looked up to see a blue aura surrounding his arm. Just then, he lifted off of the ground and was airborne, surrounded by a cyan aura.
Rainbow Dash opened her eyes as she heard the gasps and swearing and the "what the…" comments coming from the anarchists around her. She looked to see Lawrence levitating in front of her, arm held up in the same motion that it had been before he tried to bring the knife down onto her.
Lawrence slowly rotated around so his back was to Rainbow Dash. He turned until he was facing the source of the restraint.
There, standing behind him, with his eyes completely engulfed in cyan light, was Ryan. His hands were surrounded in his cyan aura, and his face was furious, even if his eyes were hidden. Lawrence's face suddenly lit up in fear at what he saw in front of him. The knife fell to the ground as he stared in shock as the boy who never fought back against him was holding him in the air.
Ryan lost all patience with this bastard.
"No one hurts my little Dashie you sick fucker." He muttered before he reached back with his arm that was not mentally holding Lawrence in the air and punched across his body.
Cyan aura slammed into Lawrence's back, causing the teen to scream as he felt an immense pain shoot through his lower back before Ryan pushed him and he flew about forty feet back before he landed on the pavement with a loud "thud".
Ryan was just getting started, and Rainbow Dash was in for quite a show.
Mike reached for his revolver and pointed it at Ryan. Ryan saw this and with his aura, as he stood about ten feet away from Mike, he broke his arm that held the gun almost in half. Hell, the ulna and radius even managed to make an appearance through the skin. The gun fell to the ground and Mile screamed bloody murder before Ryan threw him into Lance, knocking him to the ground. He then lifted them both up and slammed them into the pavement, knocking them out.
He then used his powers to levitate everyone else, including Sean, and lift them into the air. Rainbow Dash was shocked at what she was witnessing, as the five other teens were floating above her, screaming and flailing around. Before any of them could get their guns, Ryan pushed them off, and they flew into the night before landing on the street, also knocked out. The glow then left Ryan's body and as soon as his eyes returned to normal, he collapsed onto his knees in exhaustion as the power left his body.
"Ryan!" Rainbow Dash shouted before she ran over to his side. "Ryan! Oh no, Ryan!"
She reached him and saw that he was looking down, body shaking and tears falling.
"Ryan?" Rainbow Dash whispered with a very concerned look in her eyes.
Ryan looked at Rainbow Dash with his own tear-filled eyes. After his aura-induced rage, all of the bad things that have happened to him in the past few hours filled his mind in a torrent and brought him back to his sadness and feeling of despair. Tears from his parents' dying, tears from almost losing her, so many that he couldn't hold back anymore as he flung himself into Rainbow Dash and crying onto her shoulder.
"I'm…sorry…I wasn't…there for you…or my parents." He managed to get out through his sobs, "I'm sorry."
Rainbow Dash began to stroke his back, "Shhh, Ryan it's okay. I'll be okay; I'm here for you."
"I'm so sorry Dashie, I…I let them hurt your wings and…and almost kill you."
"But the didn't, you saved me Ryan." She said sadly.
Ryan hugged Rainbow Dash with all of his might and continued to cry.
"I love you Ryan" she whispered to him, as she, too, began to cry. "And I'm sorry I couldn't save your parents."
"Don't blame yourself Dashie, please." Ryan whispered, "Nothing is your fault."
"Nothing is your fault either."
And at that moment, both of them began to cry, Ryan more so as Rainbow Dash tried her best to be the supportive and stronger one out of the two. But in the end, they were both there in need of the other's support, and both provided support for the other.
They were equals.
I don't drink, but after writing this I think I might re-consider my moral decision.
I also think I must start writing other MLP fanfics not related to Our World X Equestria crossover for something a little more lighthearted as opposed to darker fan-fics (think my own episodes for the show). That may be down the line a bit, but just a heads up.
And Ryan is not done with Lawrence, that little punk gets one more scene coming up.
Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as you could without becoming depressed. Please let me know what you thought about it. Thanks.
Now, if you excuse me, I need to go look at funny pony pictures so make myself feel better after writing this.
And, as usual..."GO GIANTs, GO RAINBOW DASH!" (To Grim Reaper: if RD played on the G-Men, she, Cruz and Nicks would become the most terrifying trio of receivers in the NFL. Yes, even though she has hooves, she'd still own everyone else.)