Beatless

"Ah wish apple festival was tomorrow." Applebloom moaned, bored slumped on the couch. She watched her sister wolf down home made apple pie in the most unattractive way. There was silence after that.

Applebloom looked out the window, she saw the sun setting on the horizon and blinding her with it's golden shine. The grass was being blown gently in the wind and all was peaceful.

Abruptly, clouds formed in the purple sky and the wind became violent. Applejack noticed the sudden changes and stood up.

"If ah didn't know any better, I'd say we were in for a storm." She said calmly, though her expression was serious and worried. The black clouds were gathering and shouting down their thunders.

The barn in the distance began to shake and the wind blew stronger.

"What's gonna happen?" Applebloom asked quietly. Applejack kept her focus out the window as the tapping rain grew stronger and began pelting again the window glass. The winds picked up high until the apple tree's roots were barely attached to the ground.

Applebloom looked up at Applejack. But Applejack had turned pale with worry. Winona was still outside becoming drenched and swept away.

Applejack swung the door open, ignoring the little yellow filly that followed outside after her. Winona's whines were heard from the other end of the orchard as Applejack galloped through the tree's.

"Hurry Applejack!" It was too late, Applebloom's calls were too quiet and too far away. She galloped outside, no where near Applejack.

Applejack had caught up with Winona, she took her into the barn and Applebloom was left alone.

"Applebloom, come back!" Granny Smith had shouted to Applebloom, but Applebloom had been hypnotized by the winds movements in the distance.

The clouds swirled uncontrollably, a cone formed underneath them and dangled down, expanding to form a tornado. Applebloom's heart missed a beat, she was unable to run, her mouth gaped open. Within short notice, the end of the tornado slammed down on the earth and rumbled across the land, swallowing anything in it's path.

The lightning flashed in Applebloom's eyes, they widened to the experience.

"Applebloom, come back, now!" Granny Smith yelled again, only louder as she panicked.

More and more lightning flooded the sky, until finally, Applebloom came to her senses and began to run towards the house.

She didn't want to turn back around in fear of slowing down. Her eyes were fixed on the open door that Granny Smith reached out for Applebloom. Applebloom had somehow built up enough temptation to look back over her shoulder, and so she did.

There was another bolt of lightning that crawled down from the sky, it had seemed like time had stopped in Applebloom's view, but it hadn't left her a second to notice what had hit her, when she was struck.