Chapter 5 the battle
Everyone has a fight that they need to fight, but whether you win that fight is up to you. ~Shadow
The following night when Silver and Lyra was asleep they had an unexpected vaster that night as a pony and his thugs came into the tent to take Lyra away. "Where had you been Lyra!"
"Dam it how did you find me?" Shouted Lyra sacred out of her mind.
"It's not that hard." The colt grabs onto Lyra's mane and started to drag her outside of the tent. Silver was to shock to do anything as he did not know what was going on. "And I think we should teach you a lesson as well for sleeping with my mate!" The two thugs that were with this colt grab Silver and the leader buck Silver several times in the gut making Silver spit out blood. "This will remind you not to mess with the Rangers." The leader of the clan shoves dirt in Silver face and walk away with Lyra.
Silver did not got up for being in pain but many things were going around in his mind, which were those colts? And why did Lyra not fight back? She did not want to go with them but she made no attempt in trying to escape as she watch Silver nearly getting beat to death. Silver move a matters and discover a pistol that Lyra left behind. Many things pop into Silver head, but none of them where his style. As Silver decided to put the gun back where he found it but one thing did came into mind that he did not got rid of as he look back at the mattress. "I'm not welcoming in this world, so why don't I do every pony a favor and just leave them all alone?" Silver told himself as he picks up the gun again as Silver was remembering his life as it started to pass him by.
"We thought you want to be a Wonderbolt Silver! We thought you want to fly! So we are only helping you get your wings." Said the other Pegasus. The school counted from ten to zero and they threw Silver off the cliff and cheered as they watch the earth pony fall to the ground.
"I don't think I am going to finish high school Shadow."
The sun was hot, as it dried up the desert sand in the matter of seconds. Not a single cloud was in sight as the sun was shining directly down on Silver as for he was lost with no sense of direction with any water. He was dying of dehydration and if he did not get some kind of fluid in his body he would either die of thirst or the sun will burn him to a crisp. But one thing was certain, Silver was ready to die that day and with no hope and too tired to crawl anymore Silver decided to take a nap in the sun praying that heaven would be cooler.
A few minutes later as the wind started to blew in the wasteland, one shot was fired that night and it could be heard for miles but no one was around.