The Survival: Cruelty's Curse

Chapter 6:

Not Dead Yet

The sun rose, and Quill's mouth formed into the shape of a "U", forming a smile. Quill had driven most of the night, but only slept for 3 hours. Quill drove down an abandoned road, looking at all the trees near him, and basking in the sun as he drove. Quill wasn't that far away from Quarantine Zone 5B. Hopefully, Quill might make it to St. Louis before Gilda does, considering that she and her men always make a camp for the night, and stay there until noon. But since Quill was one the move since daybreak, he'll make it there in no time. By the estimate of Quill's guesses, he'll make it there in about a half an hour.

"I'll be there soon... Rainbow Dash" Quill whispered to himself.

On the way there, Quill thought about his mistakes, and shortcomings. He made a big mistake getting Rainbow Dash pregnant, obviously. And he made a mistake for joining Gilda's rebellion. Quill looked down and clenched the steering wheel, having a painful look on his face. Quill whole-heartedly believed that everybody around him eventually dies. His dad died because of him, his mother died because of him, and his uncle died because of him. It was only matter of time before the same thing happened to Rainbow Dash and Soarin', he thought.

"Why am I a deathtrap?" Quill asked himself, "Why is it that....Why is it that the only people I have left...are sn-snatched away from me?"

Quill started having conversations with himself. As strange as it may sound, it kept Quill's stress level down. But one thing that never left his mind was GILDA. As soon as he'd talk about Gilda, that's when his anger would reach the max.

"That bitch... Threaten to kill Rainbow Dash, and humiliate my uncle... This is your last day on Earth..." Quill told himself.

Meanwhile, at the Quarantine Zone, Rainbow Dash woke up from her bed, bright and early. A horrible night yet again, but hey, it was sleep. Rainbow Dash rose the upper half of her body up, stretching her arms and yawning. Rainbow Dash rubbed her eyes, and noticed that under her eyes, were bags. She groaned while she scratched her arm. Rainbow Dash brushed her hair out of her face, and felt a strong kick in her stomach, a bit painful! She looked down at her enlarged stomach, and smiled as she rubbed it softly.

"Soon..." She whispered.

Rainbow Dash woke up in a grey shirt, bigger than her natural size. She got out of bed only wearing that shirt, and her underwear. Rainbow Dash was living in a small house, pretty cozy for her. Her bedroom had posters of Five Finger Death Punch, ACDC, Green Day, and Ozzy Osbourne. Her dresser was to the right of her bed, and the door was on the far left of the room. Rainbow Dash felt that she was home again. When Soarin' was in Canterlot months ago, he had found Rainbow Dash's house, run down, and trashed. Soarin' had found her room but most of everything was trashed. Soarin' collected what he could, and gave it all back to Rainbow Dash, like a picture of her and Quill in front of the school, Rainbow Dash put that picture in a frame and set it on her dresser, so she could see the father of her child every morning she woke up. She looked at it, and smiled.

"Someday, I hope you come back... Quill," she said.

Rainbow Dash opened her dresser, and took out some jeans and laid them on the bed, and walked to her dresser mirror. She noticed how much of a bedhead she had. Rainbow Dash chucked, after that, she walked out of her room, and into her bathroom. Taking off her clothes, she set them on the sink. Since the water was functioning in the Quarantine Zone, she could actually bathe like a normal person, using a shower. Rainbow Dash pulled open the curtain, and turned the knobs, making the water shoot out into the tub. She smiled and stepped in, and let the water run on her. The sensation was relaxing. While Rainbow Dash had her shower, Soarin' was with his rebel friends, playing cards.

"Okay, got anyyyy,,,, threes?" One of the Rebels said.

"Nope, go fish, fucker!" Soarin' said playfully.

The rebel sighed, and dipped his hand into the pile of cards that sat on the table. Soarin' was laughing, they all joked around, making fun of each other in playful ways. The group laughed their asses off with every joke, word, or face they made to each other. But it all went wrong, very wrong. Everyone heard gunfire at the gates.

"Guys, to arms!" Soarin' yelled.

The rebels with their camouflage uniforms ran to their M16 Assault rifles, and ran to the gates. Soarin' saw about eleven jeeps containing Gilda's soldiers.

"Drive is in there, don't kill those soldiers," Gilda said.

"Stop! What's your god damned business here!?" Soarin' yelled.

"You best get out of the way before this jeep squashes you like a bug!" Gilda replied.

Soarin' stood in front, preventing them from going through.

"Take him," Gilda said.

Then five soldiers hopped out of the jeep, and circled Soarin' with their rifles.

"My friends, would be so kind as to drop your weapons?" Gilda asked.

Soarin' and his friends dropped their rifles. The five soldiers grabbed them, and brought them into the jeeps. Gilda marched the jeeps into the Quarantine Zone. Soarin' was in the back of the jeep Gilda was in, while Soarin's friends sat in different jeeps, being teased by Gilda's men. Gilda sat in the passenger, while one rebel took control of the jeep. Gilda turned around, and faced Soarin'.

"Now you're going to tell me where Rainbow Dash is," Gilda demanded.

"Who the fuck are you talking about?" Soarin' replied.

Gilda reached her arm around and punched Soarin' in the jaw, the soldier by Soarin's side held him from hitting Gilda.

"Tell me, or I'll kill those friends of yours," Gilda threatened Soarin'.

Soarin' growled, he wasn't going to let Gilda know at all.

"If I knew, what do you want with her?" Soarin' asked with blood coming from his lip.

Gilda slapped Soarin' hard, saying,

"Didn't your mother ever tell you to keep your nose out of someone else's business?" Gilda asked with a maniacal smile.

Soarin' growled again, this time, with so much rage. Gilda just smiled at him as they drove through the neighborhood. Back to Rainbow Dash. Dashie had finished her shower, and already gotten dressed. Until she heard jeeps coming down the street. How odd, she thought. The military jeeps here don't ever come down these streets... never.

"This ain't right," Rainbow Dash said to herself.

Rainbow Dash went into her bedroom closet, and grabbed a box of shotgun shells, and a double-barreled shotgun. The gun was loaded and ready for use, Rainbow Dash sat on her bed, and thought, and thought......and thought. Gilda made her soldiers spread out around the neighborhood.

"Gather everyone, search the houses! All of them!" Gilda shouted.

Two soldiers went into the house Rainbow Dash lived in, being that she was in there, it was going to go wrong of course! Could I be wrong? No, Since when am I wro-....shut up. Anyway, the soldiers sped upstairs, one checked the bathroom, while the other went into Rainbow Dash's room. Rainbow Dash pulled one trigger on her shotgun, and shot the soldier in cold blood, the other soldier heard the loud, annoying sound, and ran into the room. And that soldier was shot by the pregnant woman too! Rainbow Dash laughed!

"Ha! Like lambs to the slaughter!" She said.

` No soldier outside heard the shots, but Rainbow Dash reloaded, and went into the second bedroom, and looked out of the windows on the far side of the room. She saw many, many military jeeps! Rainbow Dash put on of her hands on her mouth, she grew frightened, very frightened. But since Quill taught her a thing or two about fighting, she wasn't going down without a struggle, even when pregnant.

"Have you found her yet?" Gilda asked to a pair of her soldiers.

Gilda's jeep sat in the center of the town, with houses surrounding her. The soldiers responded no, and that's when Gilda blew a gasket.

"Fucking search in EVERY HOUSE!" Gilda yelled.

"No need to, I got her!" A soldier behind Gilda's jeep came up to her slowly, holding someone.

Gilda turned her head around, and smiled to see Rainbow Dash was being held with a gun at her head. How was she found this quickly? Did she put up the fight? However, those questions didn't mean a thing.

"So my men were right. You are nearly nine months pregnant," Gilda stated.

"Yeah, I am, what the hell to you want to know about it?" Rainbow Dash said with her hands being held in cuffs.

Gilda cot out of her jeep, and slowly walked in front of Rainbow Dash, smiling.

"I sent many spies over here, you killed a majority, but you didn't manage to get all of them. They overheard your conversations, and I found out Soarin' isn't the father," Gilda explained.

"What are you talking about!? He is the dad!!" Rainbow Dash screamed.

"Does the name Quill Tale ring a bell to you?" Gilda asked in an evil tone.

"Why you fucking BITCH!" Rainbow Dash tried to get out of the soldier's grasp to attack Gilda.

"Now, now! Settle down, Rainbow Dash. The father of your child is still alive! Well.... I'm not so sure because he might have broken out of my basement and got shot."

Rainbow Dash had tears coming from her eyes. She tried to break out of the grasp once again, but to no avail. So Rainbow Dash spit on GIlda's black winder coat. Gilda chuckled, then ran her fist into Rainbow Dash's face.

"Disrespect gets you a ticket to DEATH, Dash."

"Fuck you, Gilda... Just...fuck you." Rainbow Dash responded.

"Soldier, I've had it with this bitch, put a bullet in her head. Forget about the execution!" Gilda yelled at her rebel.

The Rebel Soldier aimed his rifle at Rainbow Dash's head, while she laid upon the ground. But in a matter of one second, the soldier fell down. Gilda was startled, and saw the soldier's head was leaking blood, he was shot by a sniper. Gilda squinted and looked around. Gilda picked Rainbow Dash up, putting an arm around her neck, pulling out her gun from her holster, and putting it to Rainbow Dash's head.

"Kill him," Gilda ordered her soldier in the jeep.

The soldier in the van with Soarin' put his gun to his head. But that soldier was killed too! And Gilda saw it play out. But Soarin' hopped out of the van, and ran down the snowy road with his gun. Gilda fired at Soarin' from her pistol, but missed the shots.

"SNIPEEEEER!" Gilda yelled.

Gilda's men ran out of the houses, and ran around the neighborhood, looking and searching. Quill, from afar, lowered the aim on his gun, and smiled. Quill had made it, just in time. The man with the thick beard, and long brown hair looked down at Gilda from a large hill outside of the Quarantine. Quill saw some motion from his naked eye, his instincts kicked in when he put the sniper scope to his eye, and observed as Gilda was attacking his impregnated friend. This enraged Quill, he brushed his fingers across the rifle, to the trigger, but Quill was hit in the head with quite a heavy rock.

"Aaah!" Quill shouted as he rubbed the back of his head.

He turned around and saw a soldier running up the hill. Of course, he was the only one who through that tank of a rock. All the soldier had was a tomahawk, Quill dropped the rifle, due to the short distance between the two of them, and ran after the soldier. The armed man went to swing for Quill, but Quill ducked, and grabbed the soldiers feet, pulling him down. Quill reached into the pocket inside his jacket, and pulled out his knife. He crawled onto the soldier and started to plunge the knife into him relentlessly. The red, thick blood leaked from the soldier's stomach, onto the dusty, snowy ground. Red snow surrounded the soldier's body. When Quill realized he had enough, he pulled himself off of him, gazing at the mangled soldier with the knife in his bloody hands. Quill ran back to his rifle, using his scope, he saw Gilda was ramming her fist into Rainbow Dash's face. The rage and adrenaline flowed through Quill's vanes. Quill pulled the trigger, but heard only a click. He rushed into the pouches of his belt, looking for clips, or bullets. Quill's heart sank when he knew that he ran out of ammunition for his Sniper Rifle.

"No, no, no, no, NO!" Quill threw his rifle down the hill.

Quill turned his head all around, looking for something to help him. Luck struck in when Quill spotted his jeep from down the hill. So, he ran down the hill, almost tripping and tumbling down the snowy path. Once the jeep was within reach, he jumped into it, and noticed that it wasn't his jeep! He reached himself around, and saw a fully automatic M16 Assault Rifle. Unfortunately, there was only one full clip loaded with thirty rounds, and a spare clip only holding a simple majority of rounds. Quill reached his arm to it and tossed it too his other arm. Since the jeep was already started, he sped through the snow to the Quarantine Zone. Soldiers stood by the closed fence gates, and with one arm, Quill held the rifle, and fired it with one hand on the wheel, firing it at the soldiers. Only five or six rounds sent them to the ground. The jeep ran into the fence gates, breaking them open. Quill kicked open the jeep door, and ducked behind it while more soldiers ran to his position.

"We know it's you, Quill! STEP AWAY FROM THE VEHICLE!" One soldier shouted.

Quill peaked his head out from the jeep with the Assault rifle in his hands.

"Fuck you!" Quill shot the soldier in the head.

More soldiers started to fire at the jeep, Quill poked his head out, and fired many rounds at a majority of the soldiers, blood shot from their wounds as they lost their balance, making them fall into the snow.

"Retreat! RETREAT!" The rest of the soldiers ran away.

Quill felt a balled up fist hit his face, knocking him down. The man kept hitting Quill, until the man noticed who he was. Quill sprung up and decked the man in the face hard.

"Quill, STOP!" Soarin' shouted.

"S-Soarin'!? What the fuck did you hit me for!?"

"Maybe because I thought you one of that bitches henchmen. Now why are you back!?" Soarin' asked.

"Because I KNOW that bitch. She was my boss, and that's all I'm going to explain right now. But that's beside the point, our main objective is to KILL GILDA, got it?" Quill replied.

"Okay, let's see how great of a team we make" Soarin' said with a determined smile.