Skull and Stich visit Equestria

The camp fire burns brightly as Applejack rubs the guns that she just finished using. A big smile stays on her face as Twilight and Rainbowdash rest up near by. She glances at them still smiling. She has to be honest with herself, she never thought that she would be the one to actually make a difference. Sure she's strong and all, but compared to their magic... She's practically nothing. So these guns... they make her useful again.

Now she can go save Stich and protect everypony from everything those two bring their way. Skull doesn't need these things. They're hers now. After all, he just left them laying there. So it's his fault really.

Applejack giggles to herself as she rubs the two guns together. They make such a pleasant sound to her ears. Almost like the guns are singing to her. Like they're lulling her to sleep, but she can't. Not yet anyway. She has to watch over these two.

She looks towards Rainbowdash and Twilight. Mostly Rainbowdash. She frowns as she fingers the triggers of the guns. From what she can tell, her legs and wings are all screwed up. At least Twilight can still walk. Sure she can't feel her arms or possibly use her magic, but her legs and magic will come in handy. If they really want to rescue Stich than they can't be slowed. Rainbowdash would say the same thing.

Applejack rises and walks towards the two unconscious bodies.

Who is she to let one of her best friends live a life where she can't adventure of fly. It's what she really. Than again, Twilight might not be able to cast magic anymore. So how could she let her best friends suffer in a life like this. After all, Twilight didn't say it would take all of to save him. Besides with these. She could save everyone.

Even from themselves. Like Twilight and Rainbowdash right before. Crippled and knocked out. They're no good anymore. They wouldn't know what to do with their lives. The guns whisper to her that they need to be saved from their lives. They whisper to her that they're suffering and as a good friend, she needs to right this wrong.

She points the revolver towards Rainbowdash and the pistol towards Twilight. They're probably dreaming of such sweet things. Why end their rest so they can wake up to the horrors of this world? That would be such an evil thing to do. So one shot should be able to let them rest for a long time. Forever even.

Applejack smiles to herself.

"I'm such a good friend." Applejack says to herself as she starts to squeeze the trigger.

"Hey! Yo hillbilly bitch! Don't think I don't see you!" A male yells from behind her. A very... familiar and irritating male.

She turns and points her guns towards the figure walking towards her. It's skull covered mostly in blood. His hands are radiating a dark power and his face reads anger and hatred. Towards what? Well that should be simple enough. After all, he just called his new target a hillbilly bitch.

Skull walks glowing with power towards the gun wielding country girl. She raises both the guns and makes her stand point clear. She did not want to return these guns.

"Stop right there! I will shoot your ass!" She yells as she starts to squeeze the triggers.

Skull can only laugh at her. He raises a middle finger into the air.

"How about you go fuck yourself with those guns." Skull snarls, "At least that way when ya do kill yourself with'em you'll have a little fun. Otherwise, I ain't listening too anything you've go to sa-"

Before he can finish his shoots ring past him on either side of his head. Orange pulsating shots. He looks towards the guns and smiles. He truly love those things. Almost more than his partnership with Stich. He looks Applejack in the eyes and see her eyes are glowing orange with power. And purpose.

Skull tsk as he straightens up a bit.

"Do you fear me?" Skull asks as he looks around himself.

Applejack shakes her head violently, "Of course not! Why would I be afraid of a dead man!"

"Tsk. Now. That would be scary if you had used the right description. I think you meant dead woman." Skull says walking towards her.

Applejack pulls the triggers in rapidly as Skull raises up both of his glowing black hands. The shots get absorbed into the darkness and their light is never seen gain. The rapid fire stops as she watches the last of her shots go into the growing darkness. The darkness spread from his hands, up his arms, and over his face. He lets out an inhuman growl and rushes by Applejack faster than she could watch. She even bets that Rainbowdash would've had problem watch that.

That's when she goes flying past Skull through a tree. Skull starts walking towards the wreckage with his fist still balled. Applejack is using a nearby boulder, cracked in two, to help her stand up. She coughs out blood onto the ground as she still feels Skull's fist in her stomach. She didn't even see when he. She quickly looks as Skull towers above her. Her pupils turn to pin prick as she starts to raise her arm to aim the gun.

"None of that." Skull says as he grabs her arm and bend it behind her back.

His foot comes down hard on her back as he pulls at her arm. She screams out as she struggles against the ripping of her arm.

"Come on. I thought country people are suppose to be stronger than this. Boy was I wrong." Skull says as he twist her arms around in its socket listening and savoring her screams like a fine wine.

His other hands comes up and easily pries the first gun out of her hands. Ole Revolvy. He rubs the gun against his cheek as he feels a part of his being be restored. He looks towards her body and drops her arms that's now twisted at an odd angle. She starts trying to crawl away with her one arm with purpose.

"Come on Applejack. This is just pathetic. I thought you would at least-"

A kick brings him down to a knee as she gets up faster than him. The gun comes to his head and a shot beams him straight in the head and sends him backward.

"That's because I was waiting!" Applejack says, "I'm stronger than you! You can't... wa....what?" She stammers as the body of Skull rises from the ground.

In his forehead is a single apple mark that gets burnt away with the flow of darkness on his skin. He holds out the revolver and fires tearing a hole through Applejack's still usable arm's shoulder. She stumbles back from the force and drops the gun in the process. She look at her shoulder and back to Skull. He pulls the trigger again as he walk up to his pistol. The second shot rips straight through his right leg crippling her to the ground.

He picks up his pistol and puts both of his guns away. He takes a deep breath and shakes his head as he walks to Applejack's shocked body.

"You know. I think I did you a favor there. If you kept trying to use it, you would've died from that. At least this way, you have a better chance at surviving."

Skull, without any cares, grabs a hold of Applejack now crippled leg and drags her to the other two he spotted along with Applejack. He would make a joke about a bunch of cripples, but than he knows Stich would probably get on him about it later. And with what he just done to Applejack a top of that, things weren't looking well in his favor. He pulls out her revolver and rolls through the different barrels that keep getting labeled different things. He stops at the barrel named healing shot. He shoots all three helpers in the chest, sits back, and watches as the healing process takes place. Sure it isn't instant, but it's a hell lot better than him trying to heal them himself. After all, his powers are meant for killing. Not healing.