Truthful Requiem

Maltball pretends as if he didn't hear anything as he thrust the rusty knife in his mouth directly into the stranger. Maltball stabs him 6 times in the face one stab was in the right cheek, the second was above his left eye, the third was in his muzzle, the fourth was below his right eye that caused his eye to become petruding from the socket, the fifth was between his right cheek and right side of his muzzle in which caused the right side of his face to crash into itself, the last stab was right where his horn used to be. With every stab blood had tainted and covered his blade running down the opposite end toward the hilt eventually staining his teeth as he made every stab. Maltball left the knife in the last hole and drops his lifeless body onto the ground and picks up his horn and walks away casually sucking on his victory trophy. As he's sucking on the trophy he doesn't notice that he's salivating all over it. His saliva drizzles down the horn washing the now dried blood off the other end of it. Soon, it begins to rain heavily all around them. They notice they are covered in blood so they decide to stay out to wash it off. The ground becomes soaked with watered down blood.

The 2 stallions wait awhile outside a little longer. After a while Maltball starts dancing in the rain, laughing and smiling while the rain drizzle upon his skin, "What should we do about the bodies?" comments GrimmHold. "Well remember when we used to work in the munitions workshop when we were little, and how there was those giant smelting pots they used to melt the metal and turn it into ammo shells... we can dispose of them there" replies Maltball. "But they’re too heavy to carry there, plus we might have a problem if the rigi mortes kicks in" responds GrimmHold. “Well I’m a master swordsman now... I also have a few extra large potato bags" replies Maltball, as he pulls out a satchel and opens it to throw his trophy in with other trophies he had, but out of all this time GrimmHold was unaware of this collection his only best friend had accumulated.

Suddenly, the severe storm bell starts ringing, they hurry back to the base to pick up their friend and from there they hurry to the fallout shelters. Hooves dirty and muddy as they run through the mud, hearts beating fast while they rush to safety, Maltball occasionally slips in the mud but gets right back up. They finally end up making it, coming to find the rest of their colleagues made it as well. A couple minutes passed before they eventually opened the door to see if there were others. As time passes, nopony else comes so they then close the door. In the moment of their safety, all was silent in the fallout shelter other than the sound of the whistling wind, bustling leaves and the faded sound of the sirens. The whistling changed to roaring, they heard screams and yells of others and the horns and engine of vehicles and trains and the stalling engines of planes from outside. Sounds of cracking and snapping of trees, windows being shattered, even explosions in the distance as they fade one after another the screams stop. Once everything else had stopped they then turned on the radio to see what is going on.

The group had learned that they were hit by a tornado.

They all had decided to wait until it seemed safe before they came out. The fear circulating the room prevented any talk with one another. What felt like an eternity passed before they then opened the door. The sun was shining with a slight overcast and a gentle breeze that had a scent of rain, blood, gasoline, fire, with multiple other smells that would permeate the air. Everyone stared in disbelief as they exited the shelter.

Snapping out of their daze, then rushed to help others buried by debris like a pharaoh in a tomb. Their searching and searching led to pulling dead, bloody and mangled bodies out of the fallen debris in hopes of finding survivors. The gathered bodies of humans and ponies lost in this tragedy were put in town square to help with the lost and found program. Later GrimmHold and Maltball do some more searching and trot upon a small cottage that had a cargo train land on it a causing the foundation to collapse. It was even more confusing because the surrounding area had seemed like a barren wasteland. Nopony would have even been able to tell that houses where there until you saw the concrete slabs. The 2 decided to search for survivors and began clearing the massive chunks of dry wall and wood.

Once they cleared a good portion they hear a tiny sneeze from where the train was. They both look back to see three arms sticking out from the debris. All were dirty and bloody, but different sizes. One was large, the second was a tiny bit smaller than the first and had longer nails, and a few were broken. The third was the smallest of all with long nails as well. GrimmHold stares in disbelief, when he notices something wrong with Maltball. His eyes were pin pricks just staring at the scene. Then all of a sudden Maltball falls into a psychotic break down, visions passing in his mind none in which he remembered. ‘WHAT IS THIS?’ Maltball mentally yells. Visions similar to what he is currently seeing swam through his mind, but the buildings were mostly burning. There weren't hands that are sticking out but hooves. One that was white, another that was dark red and a small pink one that was twitching. He sees hands removing the debris to see a tiny little colt. Then all of a sudden, the visions stop. Heart beating fast and breathing heavily, Maltball falls back trembling in fear.

Meanwhile GrimmHold is clearing the debris. Eventually the rubble loosens and GrimmHold finally pulls out what seems to be a survivor. He digs them out a little more to find a little girl, covered in dirt and blood. She rubs her eyes to adjust to the light and clears her throat with a cough. She looks back to see where she had been pulled out of and sees the other two hands. The girl quickly jumps up and runs over to the two mangled bodies "MA'MA... PA'PA!!!" she yells while tears fall down her face. While the words ring in Maltball’s ears, another vision forces its way to the fore front of his mind. The vision shows a gruesome scene where a little pink pony yells "MA'MA.... PA'PA" just like what is happening outside the vision. During this time she pulls out her parents, crying repeatedly yelling for her parents. In this instance he regains focus to see her attempting to revive her parents eventually collapsing on them crying into their blood soaked clothes. Reacting quickly, he jumps up to pull her back. She tries to resist and squirms to break free of his grip. The girl then turns around to try reviving them again but passes out. Grimmhold was frozen in confusion in what he had just witnessed until he then notices her pass out. “DID YOU JUST KILL HER!?" yells GrimmHold". “NO she tired herself out" replies Maltball nervously, “We need to hurry and get her to the hospital”. They both nod in agreement and run as fast as they can to get her to a health center.