Fallout: Equestria, Taming The Outside World

I stared to the sky, seemingly seeing something the other ponies were not. I wasn’t even sure my pony eyes were seeing, the wind seemed to pick up and rain began to streak my eyes.

I squinted hard into the dark clouds above; it had started raining so suddenly, out of nowhere! But then again, we did need it.

There was a bright green spot coming from the clouds and a flash of lighting shoot by it. What was going on up there?

More lighting, three more bolts, the last seemed to hit the dot and it began falling closer and closer to the earth.

It was… a pony! I yelled for someone to get the Elders, there was a pony falling from the sky!

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I don’t remember entirely what happened, but I do remember a pair of scorched wings, a bright green body, and a pair of terrified ruby eyes staring into mine. And lastly, I remember the ground no longer being at my hooves and an agonizing pain shooting through my body.

“Hold him steady!” The voice sounded close and was speaking in the native tongue as a pair of hooves held me down. I thrashed and tried my best not to scream.

My hoof connected with somepony and they left the ground, I pushed off the table and hit the floor in full gallop.

I heard voices screaming behind me, but they were fading with my speed.

Mud splashed from my hooves into my coat, pain shot through my body with each step. But I needed to get there, I had to know what happened, and if what I saw was right. Did somepony really fall from the sky?

My hooves skidded across the wet ground until I came to a halt in front of the small crater. There it laid… covered in mud and injuries

My hooves shook and threatened to buckle as I neared the bright green body, I was right, it was a pony. But one unlike I’d ever seen before, she was a mare alright, but she had wings, bright green that matched her coat, and a tattered purple mane.

I placed a hoof upon her, not even sure if she was real…

Her eyes fluttered open and she lashed at me with a wing! My training kicked in an instant and I blocked and pinned her. And that’s when I got a good look at her wing; it was slightly charred, along with a few spots of her body.

“H-help…” she murmured, struggling to keep her eyes open. Something in her eyes, something desperate, made me want to help her.

I bit down on her mane and hoisted her onto my back. She was surprisingly lightweight, I galloped towards The Healer, if anyone could help this pony it was her.

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“Hold!” I hear an older pony’s voice and my hooves stopped in place. One of the Elders… Was talking to me…

He pointed a hoof to her, “Outsider, leave outside” My eye twitched at the heartless remark. My hooves ached to keep running, but to deliberately disobey an Elder… that was hard even for me.

With a quick glance at the pony upon my back I made my choice.

“Outsider, needs help” With those words two of the elite guards stepped up.

The Elder’s voice was much more forceful now, “Outsider. Leave Outside!” My eye twitched again and I turned to take here away.

“Outsider” I whispered on the verge of tears, “I help!” With three swift bucks I made both the elites and elder sleep.

“Apologies” I muttered, to the elder and the pony on my back, and then I continued my short gallop to the healer.

Most ponies would be inside; it would take some time before they realized anypony was missing.

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The healer stared, seemingly unsurprised and motioned to the blanket. I helped her make medicine to heal the ponies broken wings, her eyes would flutter open now and again but then go back shut.

“Is she going to be ok?” I spoke using more words than with the elder. Only because I needed to, the elders were ponies of few words, as was I. The healer however, didn’t speak at all, we knew she could understand our native tongue, but she would not speak back, she simply nodded.

The healing potions were already working, her wings were healing and her fur and feathers were growing back from where they had been scorched.

The healer pointed to the winged pony then to the sky, meaning that she came from there. Then she pointed at the pony again, then me and pointed west. Which I knew as well as anyone, was the forbidden land. The only path to the west leads out of the village, for exiles that have to leave the tribe. She knew as well as I did that after what I have done. I would have to leave the tribe, should they not choose try to execute me instead for attacking an elder. I would have to leave as soon as the winged pony got better. I could no longer stay, as soon as the winged pony was ready to move we would travel.

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I gathered my things, the few that I had. My healing herbs, all my food rations, my tribal clothing and lastly, my necklace.

I stared at it for a long time, such a simple thing. But it was the symbol of my place in the tribe. We all made them as foals, each special to ourselves. Mine was three types of mane weaved together, my mothers and fathers braided with my own, attached to a small bone charm I had whittled.

I sighed deeply and stuffed it into my saddlebag; there was no reason in wearing it. After today I would no longer be a part of the tribe, I didn’t even think of how many mother and father would react. They would disown me no doubt; deny that I was their child.

Tears began to form in my eyes, but I had no time to cry, only time to move now.

I heard hoof steps outside my tent, even in the rain I could hear quite well, and a flash of lighting confirmed my suspicious.

I stepped back further into the shadows and tightened my foreleg muscles.

“Don’t attack me; it’s the mare you saved, the one who came from the clouds”

I tentatively stepped from the darkness and looked her in the eyes; she scraped at the dirt beneath her hoof sheepishly.

“I uh… thanks for saving me… the uh, healing mare told me that you’re going to have to leave now… I feel terrible about it and uh, if uh… I need someone who knows the land so… if you wanna, you know, be my guide I’d be greatly appreciative, and I can protect you”

She twitched her head towards some weird looking long metal things attached to her sides. I didn’t speak, part of me hated her for crashing here, and part of me was excited to finally be leaving my tribe for the wasteland, even if it was under such grave circumstances.

“Do you speak?” she stared at me, as I threw my saddlebags on.

I pointed to her legs and then wings and looked at her expectantly.

“It’ll take you some time to be able to fly again, but I should be fine with some time and rest… Which way?”

I pushed past her out my tent and pointed west.

It was a long sorrow filled walk through the village, only a few ponies saw us. All had looks of hate and betrayal on their faces, the healer was the only one who smiled at me. After all, she was the only one of us who wasn’t born in the tribe. She was a zebra, the only one here. Rumors were that she had come to the village badly injured, and one of the oldest elder ponies helped her, but only because her medical skills far surpassed our own.

I passed the border of the village, officially leaving the tribe… I looked back at everything I was leaving behind, all for this one, strange winged pony. Then with a turn of my head, I broke into full gallop, leaving my village behind forever, going straight into the unknown, unforgiving wasteland.

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