The Four Horses of the Apocalypse

Famine

Famine's hospital massacre was about finished, he just needed to repaint last room with the last few doctors hiding in it.

The hospital was now quiet for everypony in the hospital was dead. When he finished Famine walked out of the hospital, he looked back at the building.

It was in shambles. Windows were broken, lights still flickered, and many other stuff like electrical and the sign was dangling from ceilings and walls, some bodies were on the grass out side and some were visible inside.

"Well, now that I had my fun I think it's time I find my brothers and sister." Famine said, walking away with his 3 tools attached.

Death War Pestilence   |   Pinkie

"And that's what a cutiemark is." It has been 15 minutes of pinkie explaining how a cutiemark works, not even a single bit of air was inhaled nor exhaled.

"Okay, so we just have to figure out what our cutiemarks mean." Death was thinking and looked at Pestilence,"Your melting skull must mean you use potions and vials for the death of others."

"That was an easy one, try and figure out what War's is." Pestilence pointed to War's cutiemark.

War's cutiemark was a bull skull in front of two swords clashing, sparks were flying off the two swords.

"Hmm, well the swords clashing must mean a battle and the bull skull must signify his strength." Death looked at his mark and back up,"He is the strongest one after all, strength of a bull and with the swords it must mean Master War's power in you."

"And your cutiemark, what does your's mean?" Pestilence asked again.

Death's cutiemark was a skull with a soul floating out of the eye sockets.

"Well its a skull like your's and War's, so it has to do with Death or the dead, and the soul possibly means reaping. It does make sense, Master Death was commonly know as The Grim Reaper, so I must be a reaper as well.

"And my special talent is party throwing!" The pink annoyence said," just look at the balloons!"

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"Right..."

Death whispered to War,"Now that we look like mortals, lets go find Famine." He turned to Pinkie,"If you'll excuse us we need to find-"

Pinkie was gone when he fully turned around, no trace of her was left, so they looked at Pestilence.

"What, you think I did this? Well I didn't." She pouted,"Meanies, thinking I would do such a thing."

"Sincerest apologies, now let's go find Famine."Death said," We have two places, the church and the hospital."

"Well the church idea isn't a smart one, I doubt we can enter it." War said

"Right, holiness and such." said Death.

On the many planets that had been destroyed, they all seem to have had a church or religion, the four steeds were never allowed to enter with fear of dying, only the horsemen and their master was allowed to enter and destroy it. For odd reasons the churches took no damage from outside but from inside anything happened.

"So, the hospital then?" War asked,"Alright let's get going." he motioned to the hospital on the top of the distant hillside.

Twenty minutes later.

They have been walking silently, each thinking of something differently.

'Where could that barrier making object be? It can be anywhere!  Maybe a strong energy coming off it would let us know.' Death thought, trying to figure things out.

'This world is so colorful, bunnies and tiny horses! They're soooo cute, I just wanna melt them away with The Eruptor vial." Pestilence's thought, while fiddling through her potions, disease wasn't always the only thing she carried. If it caused health problems she's had them, the Eruptor vail made a small volcano form, erupting and burning anything.

'If it's a hospital then nobody there can piss Famine off. If they did, the entire hospital would be in-' War thought, only to be interrupted by the appearance of the hospital.

"-Shambles." War thought out loud.

Death walked up to one of the bodies laying outside the door and inspected it.

"So many young souls gone to waste, at least we know Famine wasn't here to long ago, maybe thirty minutes." Death looked around the body to find multiple stab wounds, but that wasn't what killed the doctor. What did the job was when this body was thrown through the door, for a gaint shard of glass was embedded in his skull.

"Well, if I'm just like Master Death, I better start reaping." He took out his scythe,"You guys go on ahead this wouldn't take long."

Death saw how his master collected souls, it was a simple three step process:

Step one was to raise scythe so the end of the staff is point up and the tip of the blade is pointing at the body.

For stop two, Death brought down the scythe and made a big cut across his chest, no blood spilled.

Finally step three, Death reached into his chest and pulled out a white ball, it was a soul. Though the body was deceased the soul lived screaming in pain for its flesh vessel.

As he was doing this to another body he saw War and Pestilence walk away to investgate around the hospital, to fnd leads on the where abouts of Famine.

War, Pestilence

War was looking around the side of the hospital, he was the one looking to be honest. Pestilence was to busy trying to melt and burn the flowers and butterflies, and Death was reaping souls. The more War thought about it the more it bothered him

'How did our horns and wings appear, how are these mortals so peaceful and innocent, and how are we not dead?'

The fact that they couldn't die was easy, they are immortal after all, but War never felt pain in the other worlds when he, his siblings, and his masters were attacked.

The first time in his immortal life did he actually feel pain,'Is that what pain felt like? A horrible sensation that did not feel good, is that the defenition of pain?" War began to think more,"And where in Heaven did Famine go!

"H-h-help." A faint voice cryed.

"Huh?" War snapped out of his thoughts

"H-help me." The voice cryed again.

War continued to here the faint voice looking around to find the source underneath a chunk cement, pieces broken off when Famine was slaughting and destroying the hospital and the citizens inside. War wanted to lift up the rock but he couldn't,he didn't have his horn and his hooves certainly couldn't pick anying up, that would be impossible.

'Wait my horn, of course! Okay, how does my horn appear? Um let's see...'

"Appear! No. Erm, horn! Nothing."

War was unable to pick up the builder, and know the pony underneath the rubble will die.

'I just wanted to pick this up.'

And with that thought his forehead began to glow red and then a small bust came out, letting him know it appeared.

"Oh, just had to think of picking it up, I knew that." War said.

War consentrated on the chunk of concrete, his magic slowly began to inch fowards, finally reacing the concrete sourounding it with a red and black glow. His head began to feel heavy and was forced to look down. He tried to retaliate, but when he did the concrete did, too! He was finally gonna get some answers.

War walked up to the surviving victim.

She was a white mare with a pink mane(Nurse Redheart)," T-thank you, after what that monstosity did, I would have thought there would be no survivors. If there were they would would have given up search, nopony could have survived what ever that thing was."

"What did he look like?" Asked War. He knew it was Famine but he wanted to make sure.

"He had a sickly green coat, a nasty mane, and was extremely thin." answered the mare.

"Where did he go?"

The mare weakly pointed to the direction to ponyville,"H-he went that way."

War looked back on saw the town in the distance,'What the- We just came from there!'

War looked back at the mare and began to lower the concrete.

"W-wait what are you doing!? Stop, you're gonna crush me! No, Sto-!" The red and black aura around the concrete disperesed and War's retracted his horn, disapearing. The concrete fell and the height of the object came down fast enough to fully crushing the the white mare.

"A lot of good that did us, Pestilence we're heading back!" War said to Pestilence, who heard he screaming mare.

"What did you find?" She asked.

"The possible where abouts of brother Famine." He answered.

"So should head back to brother Death?"

"No, there's too many souls to reap, we'll leave him to his job. Let's go find him ourselves."

The two walked off towards the town, hoping to find Famine in one piece.

Death

Death had reaped twnety four souls, but who was keeping count? Death was, he had to keep track of every soul, for they just followed him, not contained. He feared they might wander off and corrupt a mortal, but the end was coming why would he fear this? Becuase corrupted mortals are tough to kill, he had to learn that the hard way the last time his master trusted him to kepp watch of these nusenses.

"What am I going to do with all these souls?" The Reaper asked out loud. Souls just lingered, floating around him.

*Sigh*"This guy seems to be the last one." Sighing one last time, he brought his scythe up," Let's just get this ove with. If i knew it was this boring I should have asked them to stay."

*Clink*

"Huh, What was that?" Death looked behind him to see the souls gone, but replaced with a light blue glass bottle containing a white essense circling inside.

"These must be the souls." He began to think a little,'So when fifty souls are collected, they are put into a glass bottle for possible further uses, fascinating.'

He poke it with his hoof so when it fel he can investigate it.

*Clink*

The bottle fell over and a sticker was under it, Death read the title and the warning:

"Bottle O' Souls. Warning: Only open when a major sinner is near!"

The bottle said nothing else, no directions, what it's made out of, not if an experation date, but Death picked it up with his mouth and set it on his back. The bottle was slighty heavier then he expected.

"Okay souls are harvested and contained, and I believe he last time I saw them they were walking back towards town." Fixing his robe with his magic, so the bottle doesn't fall and he had somewhere to put his sycthe, Death walked down the trail leading back to town.

'I wonder how Famine is doing.'