Fighting in a world of Harmony

Entry #45

Applejack has been really worried lately. She says that everywhere she looks, there’s death. I think she’s just paranoid. There has never been a death in Equestria...EVER! Most ponies barely know the word. I don’t really want to explain much on it.  Let’s just say, that ponies can’t be alive anymore once a death has occured. Applejack has pretty much been confined in her barn. We need to bring her out soon, or I fear that another life may actually be lost. Maybe….I can teleport her over here. Pinkie said she had it all planned, but I can’t fully trust that she does.What do I do…?

Twilight Sparkle

So Twilight Sparkle must have been the pony whose library I had visited. We had stopped for a quick snack (consisting mainly of cupcakes) about a couple miles away from the nearest town (or so he said). He claimed we were going to Manehattan to find something useful. He wouldn’t give me any real details, but after saving my life, I have to trust him. He also said that ponies actually lived there, in a secret little group.

At first, I really doubted him, but the more we talked, the more I realized exactly what he had been through and what he was fighting for. It wasn’t just about getting by alive. It was repopulation and sunshine. As far as I knew, bringing back light to this dump of a world was impossible.

“So umm….Bear…..where do you truly live? Where did you grow up? What has life been like and why exactly did you help me? You can’t lie to me, you know….”

He looked at me with sorrow in his eyes. He seemed dead. His eyes were a bleak black and grey. In his eyes, the pain over the years had built up inside of him. Finally, he spoke quickly. I missed a couple lines, but got exactly what I had asked for.

“Nowhere, everywhere, terrible, my mission.”

Ok, so he was going to make me solve riddles now. The last one was the only one I didn’t understand. He had a mission, of course, and within it, he had to help me? It didn’t make sense, but when I heard the sniffling from my side, I knew not to push it any further than I already had. He needed somepony to be there for him, and I was planning on making it fully comfortable for him.

A ways up ahead I saw a town. This had to be Manehattan, but I didn’t see any signs of life. No smoke was rising from the town. Nothing was destroyed, save a few buildings, and it looked to be deserted. I got the sense that Silver Bear had been lying to me. I wanted to desert him, run, and hide away someplace nice. I couldn’t do that, knowing I’d be lost and without supplements for life without him.

Coming close to the town, he told me I needed to be quiet while he talked to the guards that were going to be stationed outside of the town. I knew better than to question him, and closed my mouth up.

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Walking in to the town itself was a sight for sore eyes. At least, right next to the town. Barren and stripped of resources, I could finally see the ponies in the street. Most looked to be starving. It smelled highly of excrements and their stomachs were basically bones. The skin stuck to their ribs like a cat would latch on to a blanket he/she liked.

I stared at them with a sadness in my heart. It was horrible that I had things to eat, but these ponies out here...they just...couldn’t live. Even though they were hungry and without hope, somehow, I felt a small tingle of rebuilding left in them. It was possible to change the scenario, and make these ponies happy once again. I looked over to Silver Bear, who was talking to a guard, and decided to walk in on them. He wasn’t having much luck himself.

“Hey there, you two! How are you both? Silver Bear, may we please enter Manehattan now?”

“I...I’m sorry Soda, but it’s not possible. A terrible attack has just left the town, and nopony is allowed to enter until the criminals are caught. The guard says most of the ponies will die before the next full moon.”

A sharp pain shot through my heart. These ponies had to live. They needed hope, and friendship. If that wasn’t there, what could save the pony race? I couldn’t just let an issue like this pass me by.

“Bear, we’re going after those criminals. They are going to be brought to justice, and these ponies here are going to be saved. You may try to stop me, but nothing in Equestria will prevent me from saving innocent souls.”

His mouth hung open, stunned. His breath enveloped my face, making me cough. It smelled like he had never brushed his teeth before, and I found it absolutely disgusting. He looked to be in awe at my plan, yet at the same time, he looked horrified. He had obviously not fought many ponies out here. Maybe he was too kind. Then, why didn’t he let the pony kill me…..he killed that raider. Maybe he was just scared at the words I had spoken. I was pretty intimidating.

“I’m not letting you go out there.”

WHAT!? That was his reasoning!? It was illogical and I told him he couldn’t stomp me. He just needed to be reassured that I knew what I was doing.

“Bear, you know I love ponies. They are not just going to slip by me and die on my watch. I will feel as if I’m responsible for it. If those raiders….er….criminals...aren’t caught, they will go destroy the hopes of another town. They’ll just continue until Equestria is dead. I have my sword, and right now, I really need your help. Please, Silver Bear, if you have any dignity and kindness in your heart, help me.”

A tear crept from it’s eye, a shadow of his old self.

“They killed my family. We were at the park. I myself was just a filly….”

[Flashback]

“Hey dad, come over here! I found a catew-piwwa!”

A bright sunny day in Fillysburg, it was a beautiful day for a picnic. I had been searching around the trees for wildlife. I loved the idea of life and the universe. Life was everything to me, and I was hoping to make the best use that I could of it.  Even my family supported me which, in Fillysburg, seemed hard to accomplish. My dad walked over to me, inspecting what I had found.

“Haha, nice job, son! This one was too small for me to recognize at first! It looks amazing. Hey, over here we have some food. Why don’t you come join your mom, brother and I?”

I felt my tummy rumbling. It did seem like an ideal time for some lunch, and the hay around here was too fresh to be true. Trotting over to the park bench, I felt the sun on my coat. It was warm, and I found it really comforting. The sun was a beacon of light and hope that there were days ahead of us that were better than others.  Looking out at the table ahead of me, I saw the hay burgers piled high and my family was sitting around, a special place for me between my parents.

My parents were a safe zone. I could go to them with all of my problems and they would always help me. I loved them, and nothing could change that. We would definitely be together forever.

The burgers smelled absolutely divine. Freshly roasted and waves of pleasure invading my nostrils, I could hear the sizzling of them, fresh off of the grill.

“Ok, everypony, let us say grace to Celestia!” My father announced.

All of us closed our eyes, my father beginning to pray to our goddesses. Suddenly, a shot rang out in the distance. I knew not to open my eyes, but the screams kept getting louder….and closer. I needed to run, but I couldn’t do it. My father just continued, louder than before, until he heard my mom scream. We all opened our eyes at that point. My brother’s face was partially bloody, and my mother’s head had been burst open. A rock lay lodged into her skull, an instant kill.

My father stood up, biting into the rock and pulling it out. Screaming in rage, he ran towards the murderer, a look of pure fury in his eyes. I always believed that eyes told a person everything that they were feeling at that moment. Right now, looking at my father’s eyes, I could tell nothing else was on his mind but murder.

I felt my brother clamp onto my hind legs, pouting. We had just lost our mother, and he was taking this a bit worse than I was. I showed no emotion on my face, yet my mind swam with thoughts of her. Memories flooded me, and although they were great, I couldn’t bring myself to cry.

I watched as my father ran towards the pony who had attacked mom, and his eyes went wide. He had noticed, just as I did, the sword in front of his body. He had no time to react, and instantly, he wasn’t one anymore. Two parts of him were now strewn across the ground.  His organs were easily visible through both parts, and I had to keep myself from throwing up.

Next thing I remember, I was running. I had put my brother onto my back, and ran. I wasn’t going to lose another soul, and I couldn’t fight them. I ran and ran until I hit a forest. I had never seen it before, but that wasn’t going to stop me. I charged in, screaming the whole way.

I tripped over a branch right at the entrance, launching my brother five feet away. He landed with a loud THUD and I ran over to him. He had but a scrape on his flank, and his cutie mark was slightly faded. I couldn’t help him, but I saw a shed about twenty feet away.

“Stay here.” I commanded him. I didn’t think he would actually be moving anyways.

The cottage was fairly new, and there was a pony inside. I asked him if he could help my brother and, to my surprise, he was a medic. I wa relieved and as he grabbed his medical kit, I burst through the door, stopping dead in my tracks.

A raider stood over my brother, teeth buried in his neck. My brother’s mouth was shooting out blood, and a gash tore through his neck. His eyes were popping out of their sockets and, it appeared, the raider was eating him alive! Of course, he was dead now, but that didn’t make it any more human.

I watched in horror as the raider looked up, grinning at me. He picked up one of my brother’s eyes, looking over it carefully. Then, he decided to find a way to make me lose my stomach. He put the eyeball into his mouth, chewing slowly and, with every bite, my rage pent up more and more. As he swallowed, I screamed in rage. I ran headfirst into the raider, charging until I heard his back break against the nearest tree.

I kept hoof-punching him until I got tired. It made no sense to me that anypony would kill any other pony. Now my whole family was dead, and the raiders were to blame. They were going to die at my hands, no matter what. I picked up my brother once again and walked out solemnly, leaving the medical pony behind. I went over to the bench, picking up my parents. It was hopeless now. They were never coming back. I’d just have to mourn their loss.

[End flashback]

I stared at him, myself unmoving. That was worse than anything I knew I would ever experience. Finally, I felt the dam in my head break, crashing water from my eyes. I put my hooves around him and thanked him for saving me. I apologized to him for his family, and for everything I had thought about him. I could never imagine what he went through, but I knew that I wasn’t going to leave him. Ever.

“I...I’m always here for y..you Bear. Thank you for lasting.”

My words were stuttered by sobs, and I probably looked miserable. I sat down, bringing him with me. We cuddled there for a long time. He wasn’t talking, or even crying, but I knew what he felt. I wasn’t going to move away from him until he got up and started walking again. He was my patient now, and I had to take care of him. Instead, I took out the diary again, this time reading from a whole new perspective what was going on with the friends.

Entry #38

Ummm…...i...is this ok to write in now? I heard i..it was a bad thing to t...talk about my f...feelings. I...I need to get them out though, so I have to b...brave up! Ok, so last night, I was walking through the town. I had to get some food for Angel. He was being extra impatient today, and I couldn’t disappoint him. He was the most...oh I’m getting off topic. Anyways, I was walking through the town and I heard scuffling coming from a house in front of me. It was dark and I knew I needed light, so I knocked on the door, waiting for some help. A moment later, the door opened and two mares were there, still arguing. It was unusual to watch, as there was never any fighting in Ponyville.

I tried asking for some light to get back home, but they wouldn’t listen to me. Even my stare didn’t work. The only pony that listened to me was a little filly inside. She was a big help and brought me a lantern. I thanked her, but had nothing to give her. I knew Angel would be mad, but I gave the filly an apple. Her eyes glowed with happiness, and I was glad I could be so kind to her. Walking away, I knew the door hadn’t closed and, more importantly, I knew something was wrong. No pony here ever fought.

I’ve also been feeling weak lately. My friends haven’t been talking to me as much and I really hope that things improve quickly. THe only friendship I’ve gotten lately was an invitation to a party at Twilight’s house next weekend. I knew that I shouldn’t go, but I had to see if my friends were ok. Though, when the mail mare Derpy came round, I accidentally yelled at her. Is there something wrong with me?

Fluttershy

Wow. What were these? They didn’t really excite me, but I felt compelled to the writing in this book. I felt as if I understood these ponies all too well. Obviously Fluttershy was a kind pony, but she had been growing stressed. It was the only solution to her rudeness to this “Derpy.” I understood what she was going through. I looked through the notebook, just flipping about pages, and I found one interesting one that caught my eye. Looking over, I noticed Bear had fallen asleep, and I had nothing to lose. I opened up and was brought into the world of friends again.

Entry #1

Hello there….umm…..journal. My name is Twilight Sparkle. I’m a student of Princess Celestias’. I am, of course, her favorite and most hardworking student. I don’t actually go to a school, but I study friendship and magic in Ponyville. I really love all six of my friends, and now we have this journal to record all of our adventures in. I hope someday a pony will read this and get inspired. I hope that they are filled with hope and will be able to find friends as great as mine someday.

I hope that this journal is filled with fun tales of our future adventures, and to anypony who is reading this, thank you. (Btw, Pinkie Pie says that she needs to tell a mare named Sodapop something. It’s really weird. I wish she wouldn’t be so weird…)

Thank you, Princess Celestia, for everything. I hope I can grow up to be as cool as you one day.

Twilight Sparkle

This was different. Nothing in this entry was dark, or terrible. Friendship existed in all of the land. Twilight Sparkle was an enthusiastic young pony. For now, I had gotten used to the mysterious mare named Sodapop. I was still unconvinced that it was me, but who knew, right? I suddenly felt a burst of energy run through me. I felt much happier and I was ready to continue.

I felt a shaking next to me, and Silver Bear was just standing up.

“Alright, I’m ready to go, Sodapop.”

I didn’t argue and I stood up as well. I didn’t know which way the raiders had gone, but any way was better than no way. I chose the path east of the town, deciding that it was the best option. The path seemed bright and cheery, which was just what we needed! Apart from the occasional body or two along the way, it seemed fine.

I nudged him onward, and started to speak to him. I told him of friendship, and of the six friends I had discovered. I didn’t really tell him about what I had read as much as I tried to tell it in a way that he could experience it. We were on our way to fight, and what a fight it would be. As it was, the first leg of our journey brought a thought to my mind.

“What sort of obstacles will we face and, when faced, how will we overcome them?”