The Survival: Cruelty's Curse

Chapter 8:

Leaving So Soon

Rainbow Dash was at Soarin's side. She held him tightly, and wept.

"Thank God you two came at the right time..." Rainbow Dash had tears streaming down her face.

Soarin' held her in his arms softly, comforting her. He wiped the tears from her eyes, and smiled at her. Rainbow Dash finally cracked open her grin, and forgot all the tears. However, screams were heard inside the house, Quill was yelling and shouting at an outrageously loud volume. Inside the house, upstairs, Gilda was beating Quill the metal bat from the corner. Gilda swung it at Quill's side as he tried to get up. He let out a grunt when he was plowed to the ground.

"You just won't fucking DIE will you!?" Gilda shouted as she swung the bat at Quill's back.

Quill lost his balance on his arms and fell flat on the carpet. He coughed up blood, it splattered on the carpet he laid upon. The pain that surged throughout his body was unbearable. That one word, Pain, never left Quill's mind. As the bat was struck upon his back again and again, the rage was rising. Quill started to growl and grunt. Gilda laughed as she swung the bat on him.

Quill desperately tried to pull himself up. "Aaaah!" He'd scream when Gilda struck him with the bat!

"How's it feel, Quill? Huh!? HUH!??!" Gilda shouted.

Gilda swung the bat again at his back. While Gilda laughed, Quill stormed up, and pushed her to the ground hard, making a loud bang. Gilda got a chance to get to her feet, and she gave an uppercut to Quill's jaw, it felt like a needle to Quill. He swung left and right at Gilda's face, knocking some of her teeth out. She had her back turned towards the window of the room, and she was getting pretty close. Gilda, fortunately for herself, kicked Quill's stomach, and started to throw her fist into his face many times. Quill's nose started to bleed, and his lip was busted, letting out the crimson blood. The bloody rage was building... and building.

"Now Quill, UNH!" Gilda whammed her fist into Quill's jaw, "Let me tell you somethin'... You knew... You fuckin' knew...didn't you?"

"The fuck do you mean?" Quill spit out the blood coming from his blood.

"You fuckin' knew all along that you ain't leaving this alive," Gilda explained, "This little hero stunt just cost you your life. It's all fun & games until someone tries to play hero!"

"Now listen here," Quill regained his balance, "I am NOT doing this for them. I came for you, you threaten my friends, and humiliate my uncle. And y'know, on top of that, you have your guards beat the shit out of me."

Gilda chuckled. "Yeah, when you lie to me, saying you don't know no Rainbow Dash, but I find out you boinked her pussy and got her pregnant. That seems about right that I fuck you up."

The rage reached it's peek, and Quill ran at her. The window of the room was inches away from her. Quill lodged his boot into her stomach, kicking her at the window. Gilda stumbled back, and crashed through the window, the glass shattered and cracked. Gilda was falling to her doom. But then... she landed on something metal, she was laying down in a thin metal. Gilda looked down at her stomach, and saw one of the spikes an the spaded black fence went clean through her, blood started leaking from her wound.

"F-Fuck you... Quill..." blood started to leak from Gilda's mouth.

"Oh my God!" Rainbow Dash shouted in awe.

"O-Oh Christ..." Soarin' walked towards her with Rainbow Dash.

Soarin' and Rainbow Dash slowly walked up to Gilda, mounted on the fence. Quill walked out of the house, seeing Gilda on the black metal fence from the doorway. Gilda could see the victory in his eyes, he already had his things on him, such as his pistols, and his bag. Quill started to walk towards her, Gilda tried her best to get up from the spike, but it only caused more pain. And just like that, Gilda turned her head again to see Quill's face inches away from hers.

"You wanna know what's funny?" Quill asked?

Gilda spat in his face, Quill knew her vision was fading.

"What's funny is... is that you thought I was a former assassin before this infection." Quill chuckled.

"So w-what the fuck are you trying to say to me!?" Gilda was panting heavily.

"I was just a senior at Canterlot High, and this high school student just kicked your fucking ass," Quill said.

Quill pulled out his machete from the side of his backpack, and swung it at Gilda's neck, she started to gargle on her blood frantically. Quill swung it again, and sliced through the bone and brain stem, killing her. Quill swung it a third time, and severed her head. Gilda's head hit the ground like a bowling ball. Blood spurted from the body's neck like a fountain. Rainbow Dash couldn't hold it, and she ran to Quill, hugging him tightly, hot tears streamed down her face.

"Thank you so much! You don't know how much... I wanted you back..." Rainbow Dash cried.

"I'm back for now. I'm all yours, Dash," Quill said with his warm smile.

Rainbow Dash unleashed her passion, and kissed his lips, wrapping her arms around his neck. Quill touched her tongue with his, they both closed their eyes. Rainbow Dash slightly moaned and moaned as they made out. Soarin' was kneeling on the ground with one knee, and resting his elbow on the barrel of his gun, and the butt standing on the pavement. He looked around, and saw soldiers retreating, every one of them... cowards. Rainbow Dash stopped kissing him, and hugged him tighter, crying on his shoulder. But later that very day, Quill and Soarin' sat in Rainbow Dash's living room. The flat screen television sat in the front of the room, and the stairs sat at the far left. Chairs and furniture sat around a square glass table. Soarin had his elbows on his knees while he sat in a recliner, unreclined. Quill sat on the couch, Rainbow Dash was resting her head on his shoulder, sleeping.

"Dammit Quill, just change your mind. You don't want to hurt Rainbow Dash more than last time." Soarin' whispered.

"What do you mean?"

"W-When you left, Rainbow Dash had an emotional breakdown, then a mental breakdown... like a wire or two in her shorted out. She took out her knife and tried to cut your baby out of her stomach," Soarin' explained, "I tried my damnedest to get the knife out of her hands, but she fought hard, Quill. You taught her enough to kill a whole fleet of soldiers."

"That's my Dash. That's the girl I love! But to when I left... you got her to stop, right?" Quill retorted with a question.

"Mhm, I did. While you were gone, she'd still have emotional breakdowns three times a day. Why do you have to leave again? You know she misses you, you' don't want to cause her more pain than she needs," Soarin' scratched his head.

"I can't give that baby a good home. And my trip ain't done yet, I still haven't found any research for a cure... But all in all, I don't deserve, nor do I have the right to be a father," Quill replied.

Soarin' nodded. And the night fell, the sound of the frosty wind  made the night more beautiful, only if... happy endings could be true this time around...