Frozen Soul

Get out of here!

  The frantic pony quickly began grabbing his belongings before rushing deeper into the cave he had sheltered in. The last thing he wanted was to be cornered by bandits in the opening of the cavern. He quickly holstered his personal weapons; an AS50 sniper rifle, a USP .45, and his combat knife. Quickly getting back on all fours the stallion dashed further into the darkness with his saddlebags swinging at his sides.

Thank Celestia those bandits are loud! He thought to himself. He had begun to slow down after taking several turns in the winding turns of the natural labyrinth, after deciding he had best save his energy for later. The pony began walking quietly in the tunnel he found himself in, thinking about world he lived in.

  He was a young stallion, average size, a small build from living in the barren wastelands. He had a blue coat with matching blue mane and tail with navy highlights. His mane looks similar to that of a Mohawk if one looked at him from the side, and his tail was a bit longer than a normal stallion's. Unlike most ponies he'd seen, he wore a black shirt with rolled up sleeves, along with black cargo pants and a gray light-ballistic vest. His cutie-mark was that of a single four-sided frost-colored crystal with simple skeletal wings of the same hue. The one thing that set him apart from most stallions was the fact that his muzzle was more similar to a mare but was still squared in some areas.

  It was all normal to him; find food, have shelter, keep low. There was nothing about the system he didn’t know about. Of course, his way of surviving were different from the other ponies out there that he met. And most of those confrontations ended in a less than pleasant outcome.

  He never noticed that the cave began widening. He had been so caught up in his thoughts that he almost fell into a sudden drop in the floor. Quickly regaining his balance, he scanned the area around the pit. He noticed that there was an opening in the side of the hole, with a glow creeping out of the opening. After several minutes of pondering, the stallion decided to go see what the glowing was, he didn’t have anything better to do anyways.

  After harnessing a rope to a solid stalagmite, he rappelled himself down to the gap in the wall of the pit. Releasing the rope, he walked into the entrance of what looked like a chamber of some sort. He then looked around for what was creating the dim light. He found the source, an indention in the ground with what looked like a pool of a strange liquid. Stepping forward, he observed the glassy liquid until he lost a sense of his balance and toppled into the pool.

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  Apple Jack trotted along with Twilight as they walked done the path out of town leading to Fluttershy’s cottage. They didn’t walk for long when they heard snoring. Both mares had the instinct to look up. They saw Rainbow Dash snoozing away in a cloud above the two. Rainbow Dash woke up and looked down at the mares looking at her.

  “Hey you two! What’s up?”

  “We were just heading over to Fluttershy’s house to help her,” Twilight replied.

  “Kay, I’ll just tag along,” Rainbow said as she got off the cloud and began walking with her two friends. They were about to reach Fluttershy’s home when Twilight noticed someone laying in the grass a few meters away from the road.

  “Hey, I think see somepony over there,” Twilight said, “and there not moving.”

The trio ran over to the motionless pony quickly. They looked over the stallion, curious to how he was unconscious when there was no way of him hitting his head out in the open, and there were no signs of a fight anywhere.

  “Let’s take him to Fluttershy’s house, it’s not that far,” Rainbow Dash said.

  Apple Jack and Rainbow carried the stallion while Twilight carried his belongings. After they got to Fluttershy’s house, they laid the blue stallion on the couch while Twilight spread the items on the floor. They began looking at all of the items in the bags, but what really caught their attention was not in the bags, they were strange objects with a handle and a hole at the ends of the objects. One was large and had a smaller tube attached to the top of it, while the smaller one looked much lighter and had no other tubes attached to it. But they recognized the third item as a weapon, a crude looking knife that looked like it was made for combat.

  “What’s a stallion carrying a knife around for, and what are these things?” Rainbow asked, as she held the USP .45 in her hoof.

  “I don’t know, sugar cube, but we should wait until he wakes up and gives us some answers,” Apple Jack replied.

  “Well, yeah, but it’s not like he’s waking up anytime soon.”

  The stallion was hearing voices, but they were faint.

Oh no, those better not be bandits!

  He began to stir when the four mares heard movement from the couch. The stallion finally opened his eyes wearily and turned his head towards the source of the voice, he wasn’t expecting to be in a house that was in perfect condition, let alone see four ponies looking at him. The mares starred at the stallion while he looked back at them, finally Twilight spoke up to break the silence.

  "Uh, hello, My name is Twilight Sparkle. What's your name?"

  The stallion continued to look at the four, still wondering if he was hallucinating since he couldn't see clearly. His vision began to turn to black and back to reality as he blinked until he could see clearly. He took notice that the four were mares, and then he saw who had spoken as she seemed to be waiting for an answer. After a few moments he finally spoke.

"My name's Frostbite."