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What happens when I do find the answers to my questions? What if I find my way home? Oh home…I miss you so. I thought I couldn't stand being there, now I can't stand being away.
"Oh but what friends did you have there really?"
I had tons of friends!
"No you didn't."
Oh yea what about Dakota? Wasn't he my friend?
"Ha! As if! Face it, you have no friends! Here or there! You lonely bastard."
Shut up! This is really not the time to be talking about this!
"When is it ever?"
If you don't shut up I will poke you with a q-tip.
"I dare you."
…..You're lucky they don't have any here. We will get back, to our friends.
"What are these friends you speak of?"
"Shut up!" I yelled, breaking the communication between me and myself.
"What, I didn't say anything." Thrash huffed.
"Oh, um sorry. I was talking to myself." I said, embarrassed.
"And I'm the loony one?" Thrash asked, annoyed.
"Hey now, I never said you were crazy." I said defensively. Before that conversation could get any more heated, Night Stalker stumbled out of the room we left him in and stormed his way down the hall towards us.
"Oh boy." I said. I could see the steam coming out of Nights ears, he was not a happy camper.
"Come here you, you're going to the dirtiest cell we have!" Night said as he grabbed Lightning right from under me.
I watched as Night produced a strait jacket out of nowhere and strapped Lightning in.
"Need any help?" I offered.
"Nope, I got it from here. Me and Lightning here are going to have a more private chat." Night replied.
"Just treat him properly ok? I understand self-defense but I don't care for abuse." I said, walking to the door. "He hasn't technically created a crime per say, I understand he hit you or something but still. Treat him with respect, and not like a d*ck."
"After he beat you up almost twice you still say that?" Night asked, confused.
"You're damn skippy." I replied. Night just shrugged.
"Whatever you say, though he did assault a guard so he has that against him." Night said, looking to Lightning.
"That's understandable." I said. I ended the conversation by walking away, and I could hear Night dragging Lightning to his new temporary home. I also heard the scream of two guards outside. What the hell now!? Before I could even attempt to step towards the doors, both of them flew off of their hinges with one almost hitting me and the other sliding to a halt right at Lightning and Night's hooves. There stood what looked like two more Shadowbolts, one with an electric blue mane and tail, the other with a lime green mane and tail. Behind them I saw the two guards lying off to the side outside. They wore the same outfit with goggles on.
"They he is, where did you run off to Lightning? We were worried about ya."The electric blue haired one said.
"Where does it look like Storm?" Lightning replied, chuckling.
"Yea, but what happened?" The Lime one asked.
"Oh thunder it was crazy, a lightning bolt caught my wing and sent me crashing down." Lightning said. Alright so if I have this right, the one with blue hair is some Storm dude, and the one with the green hair has thunder in his name. Ok, I can follow that.
"Hi, um can I help you two?" I asked.
"Yes, we are here for our friend." Thunder replied.
"Well you're not getting him today, so, sorry about your luck." I said.
"Yes we are." Storm said.
"No you're not, end of discussion." I said sternly.
"Good, I hate discussing." Storm said, and with that Lightning threw his head back, smacking against Night's face that then proceeded to loosen his grip on Lightning which then Lightning used that to get free and make a mad dash for the door.
While all of this was happening I shifted my eyes back to Night as he was smacked in the face which was the dumbest move I could've made ever. Like seriously. I felt one of the Shadowbolts ram into my back full force. I swore I heard a few cracks, oh also I could freakin feel it! It hurt like a s.o.a.b!
I bent back by reaction as the bolt who rammed my back added a nice little kick with his hind legs that made me almost fly back. I did however fall flat on my face. I could pull my head up just enough to see what looked like Night Stalker and Storm having a nice little tussle. For every swing Night made at Storm, Storm would simply disappear and reappear right beside Night. This wasn't magic, this guy was just fast. Hey…if Storm is over there, then I'm up against Thund-
That thought of mine was quickly stopped when a hoof slammed down onto my head, smashing my face into the floor. I'm up against Thunder… when my thoughts finally came to I could hear Lightning heading for the door.
"You two keep em busy for me will ya?" Lightning asked.
"With pleasure." They both replied. Lightning disappeared out the door and I received another hoof to the face. Alright, that's it. As Thunder's hoof came down once again I was able to catch it and throw him off balance, allowing me to stand up.
"it's go time a**hole." I said, gritting my teeth.
"Let's see it big boy." He taunted. We were at a stand-still until he decided to make the first move. He charged at me with a mighty roar and I simply replied with a lift of my leg, kicking him right in the jaw. This made him shuffle back a little bit but he easily shook it off. Wow, this is going to be fun. I was able to look back to Night and Storm who were pushing against each other's head.
I really have to focus on what's happening in front of me, because in front of me was Thunder with his hoof inches from my face, that is until it connected heavily. This continued for some time. I was being wailed on non-stop by some green haired pony. The punches finally stopped but I still felt him over top of me. Wait, was I on the ground? Crap dude.
I opened my eyes just enough to see that he had lost interest in me and was glaring at the door. I could barely roll my head back to see what looked like 7 or 8 pony figures standing in the door way.
What is the meaning of this?" The familiar voice said.
"Just some good ole fashioned rough housing your 'majesty'." Storm replied.
"I believe it's time we took our leave." Thunder said to Storm as they looked to each other with a nod. A puff of smoke filled the hallway so thick you couldn't even see an inch in front of you! The weight that Thunder put on me was quickly lifted and all of the smoke disappeared out the doorway. I gathered enough strength to stand up and shuffle over to Night who was leaning against the wall, breathing heavily. I bet Storm really wore him out, I wondered if he was hurt real bad.
"You alright there bud?" I asked, kneeling down slowly to face him.
"Yea, just a few bruises. How about you?" He replied.
"Not bad, just some bruises." I lied. I'm pretty sure I had a few concussions, some broken bones, and internal bleeding but hey, I wasn't dead right? Yet. I turned to go for the door as a few guards rushed by me to tend to Night and some tried to approach me but I just kind of pushed by them. They were asking all sorts of questions but I wasn't up for answering them. Yes those two had to be stopped, yes Lightning needed to be found, but you know what? I can't go look for them like this. What am I going to do, ask them nicely? Yea, then I'll just get the shit kicked out of me even harder…or worse.
I shuffled to the door and the figures became more clearer, for there stood the mane six, Prince Whiteheart, and finally Princess Celestia right in the middle.
"Your majesty." I said, as slight bowed, almost falling on my face.
"Can you please inform us as to what happened here?" Celestia asked. So I did, I told her every single stinking little detail from finding Lightning to this point.
"I see." She said, simply. Well ok you see, that it? Not like "Oh my gosh we have to find them!?" or anything? Just I see? Ugh…if she was actually here she'd already know what was going on! Ok ok, calm down, let's chill out, she can't be everywhere at once. Right, ok understandable.
"Just make sure Night Stalker back there is ok." I said, walking past the group.
"Where are you going?" One of them asked, I didn't know which because I was out of it. My mind was shutting down and soon so would be body.
"Home." I replied. Well, more or less my temporary home but you get the point.
I returned to my quaint little alley sweet alley and immediately fell to my knees. Why don't you go to the hospital or something? I don't want to burden anyone remember? It's one thing to burden someone, but asking someone for help is completely different. How? The voice in my head went quiet, ha, check and mate beeyetch. Though he was right…I wasn't good for anything at all in this condition but all I could think of was sleep. Oh sweet sweet sleep! I sat against the wall and swung my backpack in front of me and unzipped it to make sure my items were still intact. Everything was still there, the lighter, matches, book, and everything else. Awesome, nothing stolen or broken. I proceeded to slump onto my side and great sleep with a warm welcome.
As I fell asleep in the real world, I had to face the horrors of my dream world. My eyes popped open to reveal a somewhat light fogged lining the alleyway on what looked like a groggy mid-day. Oh great, what now? Silent Ponyville? I slowly looked around to make sure the scene was safe, and strangely enough, it was. I got onto my hands and knees and made my way to the opening of the alley and pocked my head out. I looked left, right, forward, backward and up. Nothing was there except for the dense fog. Alright you know what? I am going to be smart about this. I looked around the deserted alley and was able to make out a trashcan. Oh yay, dumpster diving.
I made my way over and luckily, thankfully my search was cut short because there on top of the trash can sat a nice jagged 2x4 with some nails sticking out. I eagerly picked it up and gave it a few test swings. Just like mom used to make. With a new weapon in hand I made my way outside of the alley and soon made my way to the middle of town.
"Hello? Is anyone out there?" I said out into the white, misty void. Though the only voice that replied was my echoe and a light chuckle behind me.
"It's raping time." The voice said behind me. I turned in just enough time to see a grey figure overcome me.
"Did ya hear me?! I said, it's payback time!" another mysterious voice said. I struggled to open my eyes to see some cloaked figure, with a hood covering there face.
"Whoa hey what?" I said, wiping my eyes. He didn't take any time to respond. He twisted around and bucked his hind legs straight into my face, smashing it against the wall.
"Gah! Dammit!" I screeched. That didn't stop there, he kept kicking, and hitting anywhere he could. It only stopped when he started to lose his breath. I was left coughing, spitting up blood. What the hell?! It didn't even stop there! The mysterious figure lifted my head up and slammed it into the wall. I could feel the bricks begin to dent inward. One after another, just repeated smack, smack, smack, the wall started feeling slick…wet…oh shit! I was bleeding! Bad. The pressure finally let up, letting me drop back down.
"How does that feel?" The voice asked. His breath was getting heavy; he was putting everything he had in this moment. This guy wants me dead. He wasn't going to stop until I was.
The figure lifted up a nearby piece of debris, rock, I dunno, all I knew was it fricken hurt! It felt like a piece of rock or something. Sorry I couldn't describe the texture of something that was being used to smash against my face. Why always the face? I…what was going on..? My mind started to go blank. What was happening? Oh god…Was I…dieing…?