Legion's Plague

"So....er.....Iron Hoof?" Lance asked, blinking a few times.

"Yes?" Replied the unicorn, turning around and revealing that a good chunk of his foreleg was charred and amputated.

"What.....what happened in Canterlot...?" Lance said, sounding like he had a lump in his throat.

"Whole town went out of whack. I took Zack and galloped to the castle." Iron replied, the corners of his mouth twitching into a frown that he tried holding back.

"What....happened when you got into the throne room? That's where you went, right?" Lance continued, gulping hard. His ears fell flat.

"All I saw...." Started Iron rather somberly, "...was a black shadow. A bunch of black crystals concealed the room and this....demonic laugh rang as Zack and I fled. He saw red eyes emanating with purple smoke. We hid in the Everfree and......saw the guards..."

"Enough." Anna cut him off. "Please....say no more. You and Zack are in no condition to even be speaking for more than five minutes. I ain't no doctor, that I can say. But I can say that you two need to rest." She added, sternly.

Iron took a deep breath and sighed. Zack, his leg having been wrapped by Lazarus, fell asleep.

Everyone froze as they heard more soldiers shouting....as if in panic. Anna walked over to the building's makeshift fence margin and peered down onto the street. Her keen eye caught a sight most unusual: there was a snow-white beast mercilessly killing the soldiers. At one point, it even looked like it was raping a human in the face. It wasn't a werewolf or a yeti, as it didn't have their hand-like features, much less their mannerisms. If anything, it appeared to be an albino silver-back gorilla horrendously mutated running around killing shit. But it was moving too quickly for even her to be able to tell properly.

Lance grabbed Anna by the end of her tail and yanked her away from the sight. She tumbled backwards into him, and both were on the floor of the building's rooftop sitting on their rear ends.

Iron had already curled up next to Zack. He too had fallen asleep. Rachel also snoozed away next to Zack with her head in his lap. Lazarus and Lancelot were striking up a brief conversation with Apple Leaf about something.

"Let's move the sleepyheads into this building." Lazarus said, breaking away from the conversation and hoisting a sleeping Rachel into his arms. Apple hoisted Zack and Lancelot picked up Iron. Lance got up and helped Anna onto her hooves.

They descended rather lengthy stairwells (via another hole in the roof) and found a door with three king-sized beds and a queen-sized bed. The group entered, making sure to lock and barricade the door behind them. The sleeping triad were then placed on a bed and tucked under the covers. Lazarus and Lancelot sighed as they took another bed for themselves. Soon, the Godling fell asleep with his hands on his stomach. The dragoon sat on the edge of the bed with his entire torso slumped forward as his hands hung lazily between his legs. Apple Leaf sandwiched himself between the two on purpose to keep anything that involved lewdness from happening.

"Any plans?" Lancelot asked, taking a deep breath. The air was stagnant and hung heavy in the room.

"Not right now." Lance answered with a sigh. "I feel like my wings are going to fall off and take my spine with."

"Understandable. I'm about to fall asleep, so don't make much noise. I know you two...a bit too well." Sighed the dragoon as he shifted onto his backside, covered up, and got cozy.

Anna shook her head and rolled her eyes as she barricaded the windows with logs. The vents she'd left alone simply so everyone could breathe.

Lance quietly opened the door next to the bed that the three injured stooges were sleeping on. Beyond the wooden, rectangular, hinged frame was a simple bathroom. It wasn't touched by anything other than dust for at least a good ten years. The toilet seat was closed, the tub was a light brown with a layer of dust, the sink was surprisingly unscathed....the Nazi could keep rambling on and on here. He motioned for Anna to come to him with his hand, and the archer immediately complied. She then took out an ocarina (which she stored in her tail) and blew in a few soft, somber notes. The dust was blown away into the ventilation shafts by a simple yet hasty breeze, as was the stagnant air. It was then replaced with the scent of fresh meadows. The ocarina was promptly put in the sink afterwards.

"We need a blue moon with a lunar eclipse and meteor shower while the planets align perfectly on Friday the Goddamn 13th." Lance commented in a whisper, his tail twitching a bit. He and Anna dove deeper into the bathroom, making sure to close the door behind them. His hands slid under Anna's arms before taking her by the stomach and pulling her close to his body.

Anna tensed up a bit, and small green sparks flickered faintly around her horn. The mirror caught this brief moment, and Lance took that as his cue. His chin was placed on her shoulder and rested there for five seconds. Another series of sparks fluttered about her horn. Lance moved his right hand and brushed Anna's hair away from her neck. "It's been so long since I last spoke to you using words." He murmured into her ear before sighing through his nostrils. He moved his hands to the lower margins of her dress and lifted them slightly. He kept tugging gently until the entire thing could be hoisted above her tail. Another series of sparks flared around her horn, this time much brighter and more noticeable.

"Excited, ain't ya?" Lance asked with a devious grin plastered on his face.

"I...uh......I um...." Anna stuttered, her breathing rate picking up a bit of a pace as a blush formed on her cheeks, giving her face a nice rosy hue. "W-Well....it's been a l-long time." She said.

Lance nodded. "I can see why you'd say that." He replied in another whisper. His hands moved under her dress and rested on her thighs, just an inch short of her cutie mark--a loaded bow with three arrows that had a raindrop, ice cube, and yellow sparks of electricity.

"Ah...." Anna started, only for Lance to remove one hand from under her dress and put it on her cheek. He raised his head, turned hers towards his face, and put his lips on hers. Anna's eyes widened a bit before she closed them and embraced the kiss. Her horn ceased sparking for the moment.

Anna jumped slightly and tensed a bit as she felt slim, firm objects invade her labia. "Mmph..." was the only sound that escaped her throat and was muffled because she was still locked in a kiss. Her legs shook in anticipation.

Lance broke the kiss. "Here....let's take off the dress. It's getting in the way." He said, softly. His hands quickly moved to the ends of the dress again and grasped them with a firm, yet gentle, grip. He started to tug while Anna raised her arms upwards as straight as she could manage.

The dress slipped off with relative ease. It was put in the sink on top of the ocarina. The archer sat on the floor, keeping her hands next to her thighs...or were they called flanks now that she was more or less a satyr?

The Nazi presented another devious smirk as he untied his loincloth from just above his tail and put it on top of Anna's belongings. He then knelt down, his body just inches away from that of Anna's torso.

The two hugged and were just about to kiss when the door flung open behind them, causing both to jump out of their skins in shock. There standing in the doorway was Lazarus, and his face quickly curled into embarrassment. His little friend sprung up at the sight.

"I just wanted to use the bathroom and this is what I walk into? GodCat help me!" Lazarus exclaimed before he shut the door.

Anna and Lance blinked a few times. "Let's save this for another time..." Anna whispered, to which Lance nodded.