Embracing the Sun

It was supposed to be a shitty day for me, a normal shitty day with my first breakup. I was going to drink a bit and watch some sports to take my mind off of everything.

To my dismay...

"Put the weapon down." Celestia snarled in the corner she was backed into; her eyes blistered my courage with white hot fury and a darkened glow to her horn.

I was still on the floor with Lacy pushing the barrel deeper to my skull. She had all but forced me to lie down on the cold floor and put my face down. My body was motionless, as still as a statue, but my heart raced so fast that I felt maybe it was going to stop or skip a few beats.

Both females were glaring at one another. I could see that match through the corner of my eye while figuring out how Celestia and I were going to get out of this mess.

Unfortunately there was not a way for me to stop all of this before it started. Lacy was not the kind of girl that would back down to a bluff, she is the one that will call it and ensure her goals by pulling the trigger at any given moment of feeling a compromise in her situation.

And with Celestia making such demands at the moment, I didn't feel any safer or more confident in getting the gun away from this psychotic woman.

I am the hostage and she is fucking me over with her possessiveness.

As flattering as it is to see her and to not really be broken up, my life is in her hooves, in which made me terrified.

"Don't tell me what to do!" Lacy snarked; the gun clicked but nothing fired. "I am the one with the gun, I call the shots, and I say shut the fuck up and stay in your corner like a good horse!"

I gasped at her words and put it with the click from the gun. She clearly turned off the safety just now, which meant I was a damn fool for letting this bitch take over the house in less than a couple of minutes. If I had known that Lacy still had the safety on I would have taken the gun and used it to disable her.

Sadly for me, the safety is off and she is not fucking around.

Or was it?

"Lacy?"

She stopped yelling at Tia and turned to me. Her other hand moved over my back, sliding erotically down to my buttocks with dirty, untrimmed finger nails.

Obviously prison did not treat her well.

"Yes baby." she purred; the foul odor of blood reeked on her, as did the disgusting canvas of blood dried to her face. "What do you need?"

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I kept my hands out in front of me to show that there was nothing in them, and that I was not going to do anything. My chest was pounding, my breathing continued to speed with my adrenaline-filled thinking as she grabbed one of my cheeks.

Her fingernails dug under my pants, scratching painfully with the grab, causing Celestia to growl even more as I pondered how this could be turned around.

For a couple of seconds I thought fast and hard. I forced myself to remember everything about Lacy so that I could find some sort of weak spot in her personality.

I knew she was obsessed with me, I mean she practically declared herself as my girlfriend in front of the whole school when we were sophomores. so this should not be so surprising to me.

My gut feeling was telling me that there is a way to stop this, but the other guns she has with her were making it hard for me to think.

Oh yeah, did I forget to mention that she has a couple other guns with her, guns that are probably from Isaac's house.

A Maverick Ten Gauge, and an M35 Hunting Rifle.

If only I had enough time I could get to the safe and get the hell out of this situation. But with a fucking nine millimeter pointed at you, and one crazy bitch holding it, things are not exactly easy for me.

"If you kill me you will piss off Celestia." I said urgently. "Celestia is not as nice as you think she is, she will kill you if you try to or do kill me."

I expected the situation to change right then and there, I hoped that maybe Lacy was smart enough to put the gun down before the raging sun goddess reigns hell on her scrawny ass.

For the relieving of my breath and heart rate, the gun did move from my head. Once it did I turned over and smiled to the ceiling while holding a hand to my chest. However it was not as I wanted, I was not getting the situation change I prayed for.

Suddenly a bright flash of yellow ignited around Celestia, a gunshot went off as I blinked my tired eyes, and the high-pitched screech of one mare brought me back to the reality around me.

In the midst of instant horror, my heart jumped into my throat and Lacy proceeded to cackle while Celestia fell over with an intense shatter of what appeared to be a shield she made to protect herself. Shards of yellow fell and disappeared all over the floor, my princess was groaning and holding her head, and Lacy was having the time of her life with all this senseless violence.

Whether Lacy is insane or not, she shot my mare, my...ex, no...she shot my mate...and laughed.

"I guess she isn't as powerful as made out to be." the bitch laughed.

"TIA!" I finally screamed; her hooves moved from her head, revealing where the bullet got her.

I could not be any happier than to see that it didn't hit her skin at all, I could happily cry over that. Until I saw the damage on the most important part of her body.

Slightly chipped or grazed, damaged but not even close to being broken, also black from the heat of the bullet, was the solar princess' horn. The bullet had somehow missed Tia and grazed the thick part of her horn, almost grazing the mare's head, and all she could do was lie on the floor with tears coming out.

I knew she was in terrible pain from me coming back here, but I felt everything she felt when that bullet passed her horn as a deadly gust of wind.

My best guess is that the bullet bounced off her barrier a little, in which caused it to change angle a little.

"It...it hurts!" she yelped, falling deeper into her own pain as I sat up in shock of this.

Lacy was still boasting about how Celestia is not so strong. She continued to point the gun at said mare with that intense nature of insanity, causing her to feel fear as I felt something trigger around me.

When I blinked again and saw the alicorn's eyes lock onto mine, those same ruby colored eyes that are flooded, the world around me went quiet and almost still.

The adrenaline was not doing this, the fear inside me was not silencing the world around me. No, the fear Tia displayed over losing me, the pain of being shot just now, and now the terror of being killed...it...it...

"Fuck it, I'll kill you first and make you a fur coat."

The fear, my fear, was gone at those words.

...

Beyond all comprehension of myself, beyond humanity...beyond my everything, something had awoken in the blink of an eye and took over my body.

My hands, my cold, lifeless hands that have done no more than self-defense went onto the offensive with a terrifying explosion of rage and hatred.

My fists did not form, but my fingers curled and rose from my waist to my sides. I was charging the woman, not even realizing that I stood up and threw myself towards the turning gun.

Lacy was startled by this, almost scared by the furious howl I subconsciously released as she pulled the trigger once more.

There was no pain to feel, no sudden spark of agony coursing through my veins, only the untold fury I have never felt before. And judging from the fear her eyes showed, the man she thought was me is now the correction to her assumptions.

I was angry, albeit quite differently from before, and she knew that I was.

But for us both, this kind of anger is a first to feel.

And just when I thought I lost my mind, lost all sense of reason, I found myself screaming three words that I purposely said with a full conscience of what would happen.

Subconscious and conscious of my actions, I continued to my breaking point with a deeper fall into the darkness any man will find when he does the worst to another person.

Whether or not it is wrong mattered no more, and she heard that very clearly with these three words repeating from my mouth.

I howled...no, I roared...

"I'll kill you...I'LL KILL YOU....I'LL KILL YOU!

Without a shred of remorse for the psychopath, no mercy, no care for her in this damn universe, I thrust my right hand and grabbed her left arm before she could fire a third bullet with the probability of hitting me. Then with all of my emotionally driven strength, I grabbed her wrist with my other hand and did the unthinkable.

When the gun fell out of her hand, forced to fall when I dug my fingernails into the vein, I threw us both into a full spin that took Lacy off her feet.

She is a skinny girl, no more than a hundred and twenty pounds, but the momentum I gained released her into a hurling across the kitchen.

Indeed she screamed and cried when the granite counter did not break or crack. Her back was first to hit, and by god I enjoyed hearing her scream like the cunt she is. I loved watching her fall to the floor and lay under the overlay of the counter, blood spewing and spine probably damaged.

I was still angry with the bitch, furious enough to walk over and kill her, but Celestia was more important to me. Even though I made the biggest mistake in my life, I am still the princess' mate and she was not going to me go.

Sadly, also foolishly, it took me this long to realize the one thing I found impossible to believe.

I finally realized that Celestia does love me.

I just wished it didn't have to be like this, for her to suffer so that I stop acting like a dick and open my heart.

"Tia, Tia, baby you okay?" I panicked on my knees with the alicorn looking up to me, tears still falling as she groaned. "Can you stand baby, can you get up?"

"It hurts Joshua." she whimpered. "It hurts so much, make it stop, I can't stand it."

It was worse than I imagined. Tia can feel pain in her horn, My Tia can feel intense pain in her only means of using magic, and all I could do was cry and kiss her like the dumbass I am.

I held her as tightly as I could. I pressed her head against my chest and continued to kiss her, forgetting to stay calm and collected.

"I'm so sorry Tia, I'm so sorry baby." I choked between each long kiss to her lips, feeling the warmth of her tongue each time she invaded my mouth. "I won't leave again, I promise that from now on that I am all yours and that I will listen instead of being a douchebag."

"Does that mean-"

"Yes baby, we're not broken up, we're still together."

As much as I wanted to remain like this with Tia in my arms, the problem was still alive and fighting to kill me. I was a damn fool for not getting the gun, because Lacy did not let herself stay on the floor.

After everything that's happened so fast, my mind was on overdrive and every human sense I have was enhanced at the moment. I heard and reacted to said woman's scream by turning around and stopping her intention to kill me.

Once I turned around and shot backwards to the window, Lacy came at me with the meat cleaver. Eyes burning with fury and desperation, she swung at me from both sides and declared everything about this bullshit predicament while I was dodging each swing.

"YOU'RE MINE AND NO ONE ELSE'S! I WAS YOUR FIRST FRIEND! I LOVED YOU THE MOST!" she bellowed with each wild swing, stumbling from how imbalanced her attacks are. "NO ONE CAN HAVE YOU! I WON'T LET ANYONE TAKE YOU! NOT EVEN THAT SLUTTY HORSE THERE!"

That got under skin and made me angrier. No one, not even Ms. Crazy here, is going to insult my princess and get away with it. I may not feel as strongly about the alicorn as she does for me, but everything that's happened has made me figure out what I really feel.

Whether I like it or not, a small piece of my infatuation for the sun goddess is love. And that is exactly what drove me to countering these wild swings she keeps throwing.

But who said I was going to act cool about this, like in a movie?

"Bitch!" I fell backwards, rolling until I had my feet above me. "Don't talk about my mate like that!"

Just as she was about to lower the meat cleaver into my chest, I stretched my feet into her stomach and tucked into the roll a little more. Once they connected, her blood and saliva spewing onto me, I pushed up with my hands and catapulted the woman into the window.

Thankfully it shattered, but I did not have time to look outside and see if she was unconscious. Tia was still in pain and struggling to stand, so I pushed up with my hands and flailed my legs to give that recovery Dwayne Johnson does in his movies.

Took me years to get that right.

"Joshua." she groaned weakly. "I can't use advanced spells, I can't take us back to Equestria."

"Like for good?" I barked angrily.

"No, at least until my horn heals."

Horns can heal...PRAISE THE LORD!

If this wasn't so tough right now, Tia could be resting upstairs while I'm calling the cops. But to my not-so-great luck, Tia and I had to move fast before the scream we suddenly heard turned into the face of Lacy.

Surprisingly she was awake and strong enough to throw the meat cleaver. Luckily she missed by a mile, hitting the chair instead of us, but still approaching the house with an obvious limp in her leg.

"JOSHUAAA!"

"OH FOR FUCKS SAKE JUST DIE ALREADY!"

With not a second to lose, I helped Tia make it through the living room and into the garage while Lacy struggled to get back into the house.

After setting the mare onto the floor, I locked the door and ran for the heaviest things that I could move in front of it. The first was my grandfather's lathe, which I broke the legs off of by swing the heavy wrench I found in the tool cabinet. Next I ran to the table saw and turned it over, then piled it with every electric tool I could get.

Unfortunately...

(BANG)

"Shit!" I yelled like a little girl, feeling a bucket graze my left arm.

It wasn't over from there though. Just when I thought this was enough to keep her out, the door opens up with a small hole that gave me goosebumps.

Of course I was in enough pain to pass out, but Tia's safety meant the world to me right now.

"Here's Lacy." the bitch drawled.

"You are no Jack Nickelson!" I screamed, then hit her nose with the heavy wrench.

I know murder movies have shitty endings or twists, but today was not going to be the day I experience one of those endings. Sure Tia and I are stuck in the garage with a crazy person now pumping shells into the door, but even I have one last trick that gramps left for me to use in case of emergency.

"We're trapped!" Tia screamed, spinning around the lighted parted of the garage as I searched through a nearby tool drawer.

Now by lighted I mean only have of the room is with light. The other half is kept in the dark because I never go on that side for anything.

Until now...

"Come on, come on!" I begged angrily with each drawer I turned over, pleading for them to be here and not in the house.

For about a minute I searched and yelled for the object I need. I took this little bit of time we have to find the last resort of getting out of here before Lacy shakes off the hit from the monkey wrench. Celestia was still panicking in the same cold spot of concrete, but at least she was on her feet and not unconscious.

By the time I got to the last drawer I had given up on making out of this alive, I had thrown away my only hope and punched the table out of anger.

I was scared, mentally exhausted, and downright unready for us to end this way.

All hope seemed to be lost when I turned the drawer over and found nothing. Until my one big punch to gramps old table released a metallic object I needed so desperately.

The clang of soft metal was a happy thing to me, but to see that it was attach to an old piece of scotch tape reignited my determination.

"Joshua!" Tia screamed, standing behind me now. "There's nowhere to go; what do we do!?

I picked up the keys and turned around with a bold smirk between my cheeks. I flipped the remote and clicked the unlock button, causing the car alarm to beep a couple of times.

"No we're not, let's go!"

Within seconds of pulling the old tarp off and getting Tia in the back seat, Lacy began pushing the door with all her weight. She was pissed off and not letting me go, but I already had my grandfather's favorite toy started and roaring all nine hundred horses of the twin turbo power stroke he paid for.

What can I say? Even my grandfather had a toy he uses to tear up mud and snow.

He may have been old, but he loved off-road driving with his custom built Raptor SXT. I promised myself that I would never drive it, that I would let the silver truck sit and get dusty, but this is a fucking emergency.

So with gramp's truck in four-wheel drive, seatbelt on, and Tia crawling into the front seat, I put it in drive and floored it through the garage door.

Wood breaking, engine roaring, and a few other problems, I kicked up snow like there was no tomorrow and swerved around the truck Lacy used to get here.

It was Isaac's truck too, but for the best damn luck it had a flat tire on it. My only guess is that the second bullet hit the truck, and that Lacy did not shoot because she didn't have enough time or visibility to see us.

Snow was still blowing all over and covering the road.

Thankfully we made it through with our lives and my wallet still in my back pocket. With credit cards and my inheritance in multiple banks across Wisconsin, there was no need to worry about getting any necessities.

The only thing I had to worry about now is how long Tia's horn will take to heal.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"Not sure yet." I replied. "Can you change into a human again, or contact your sister?"

"I can try."

For some reason she still had the power to change back into a human with the same clothes on. That gave me enough relief to concentrate on the road and think a little easier. However there is still the fact of Lacy being alive and most likely on a hunting spree for us.

Even with a flat tire, she'll drive that damn truck into the dirt and kill another person for their vehicle. And because of karma biting me in the ass right now, I had no cell phone to use to call the police.

I know they would question about my disappearance, but life and death is at stake.

"That was hard, I need to recharge before contacting Luna." The Solar Goddess panted, falling into my shoulder while I turned on the heater.

I wanted to kill myself for this, I wanted to cry, but I forced the tears back and regained my composure for her. For now I would have to go above and beyond with keeping us alive and away from that crazy bitch. Lacy may be a wanted woman, I know because she has twenty-nine more years, but she will use any means of finding us.

So for the moment...I'll just drive and worry about-

"Joshua, you're bleeding."

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Shit!