The Warrior Chronicles

by The Slending Angel

Confrontation: Part Three

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As the strange stallion cried, Twilight and her friends gathered in a small circle to talk about the rapidly unfolding events.

"I feel sorry for the poor colt. If what he said is even remotely true, he must have had something terrible happen to him. Even though he yelled at Twilight, we should still give him a chance. That is, if you want to..." Fluttershy meeped.

"Yeah, so? Even if you are hurting badly, that doesn't mean you can just take it out on somepony!" countered Dash.

"That stallion is most definitely strange, I will give him that. But what really intrigues me, is the rapid change in demeanor. I daresay he is suffering from some sort of condition." Rarity calmly stated.

"If the change in mood is any indication, I would conclude that he is suffering from some type of traumatic experience, though I highly doubt what he said was the truth." Ever the scholar, Twilight tried to use logic instead of emotions.

"Twi... That weren't no lie... He was telling the truth. It may sound like a buncha' hooey, but Ah'm teh Element of Honesty. If he said his world was bein' destroyed... Well, he ain't lying..." All six mares gasp.

Pinkie Pie, having been oddly silent, was distant, lost in deep thought. Suddenly, her mane and tail went flat.

"Y-y-y-you mean, p-p-ponies are..." she started to cry, unable to finish her sentence.

Then, the realization struck them like a tidal wave. Rainbow, usually tough and reserved, was sniffling and starting to cry. Fluttershy, ever calm and collected, was brought to tears instantaneously, whimpering being the only sound she could produce. Rarity, like the drama queen she was, fainted. Applejack, the ever-stoic wall of strength, wept openly. Twilight, however, took it the worst. Sobs wracking her body, she muttered and babbled incoherently, tring to make sense of her twisted emotions. She started to dry-heave, not being able to stop crying, nor having the ability to stop the gag-reflex. Like the stallion before them, they began to cry and weep openly, mourning the loss of life.

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