Death City

Hello there and welcome to chapter 15. Right now, I have 2 things to tell you. One of them is good while the other one is devastating. I actually think I’ll tell you the news later on at the end of the chapter. This chapter will focus on Seamus as he survives the Ark. Also, I’m sorry for not making this clear earlier but in the last chapter, what happens in the soup that was made with pony organs gets served to the prison mates as food, and they take in that food like poison and have a slow, painful death. The reasoning behind this is because the Ark always needs to make new room for new prisoners from time to time. I don’t really have anything else to say rather than let’s begin, so let’s begin.

Chapter 15 – The Colt in the Mirror

“Beep” A loud alarm echoed through the hallways of the Ark. The hallways soon turning a bright red as the alarms went off from each side of the walls. The sound of hoof steps trotting along the cold metal floor rang through the area. Chaos was going around from one corner into another. Nothing made sense, to Seamus that is.

Seamus, just like evrypony else, had woken up to be laid out on the floor and had a massive headache. As he lifted his head from the ground, he could tell that he was on the Ark already. He had been told that the Ark was mostly constructed out of metal and glass, and after looking around at his surroundings for a while, he had confirmed where he was at the moment. As Seamus had gotten up on all four and had regained balance again, he soon had the feeling that he was being watched. Turning around in a 180 degree angle, Seamus searched the area for anything suspicious. Realizing that he wasn’t being stalked and that it was all a figure of his imagination, Seamus began trotting down the hallway. He soon thought to himself that if he was going to be stuck on the Ark for a while, he might as well do some sightseeing.

Trotting slowly down the hallway, Seamus looked at each door to the side of the hallway. He remembered being told by Fluttershy that the Ark was a very large and complex prison and you should never just wander off in random places. Who knows what or who you’ll run into? Finding a unique door to the left of Seamus that for some reason had stood out to him, Seamus galloped towards it and opened the metallic door with his own mouth. Opening the heavy door, Seamus quickly dashed in to the room before the door could have the chance to close on his mare-ish body.  Once inside the room, he could see he was in another long hallway. This time, there was no windows. All that could be found was mirrors covering every inch of the walls.

As Seamus began trotting down the long hallway full of mirrors, he turned his head now and then to get a glance at his reflection. As he turned his head towards the left mirror, he noticed something unusual. The reflection in the mirror had some sort of a cream color coated hide as well as a dark mane and tail. As Seamus neared the reflection, he soon realized that what he was seeing wasn’t true and that the mirror had to be some sort of illusion. Knowing that, Seamus began testing out the reflection to see if it really was true. He had gotten up on his bottom two hoofs and pressed his front two hoofs onto the glass. The reflection had done the exact same moves with careful agility. Getting back down on all four hoofs, Seamus began turning his body to the side to get a better glimpse of the colt in the mirror. What he soon noticed that the colt on the other side of the mirror had no wings on his side. Looking up to where his horn should have been was an empty gap too. Seamus then realized that the colt’s reflection had been an earth pony. He soon had a brilliant idea to test if the reflection in the mirror really was him.

Seamus had used his hind hoofs to launch himself up, and in the meantime had unfolded his wings. Seamus was now airborne. Gliding through the air insulated inside the Ark, Seamus began looking down at the reflection beneath him to find that he had been right the entire time. The reflection was still stuck on the ground and had been looking up at Seamus the entire time.

Suddenly, a loud crashing noise had floated through the air, startling the two colts. Seamus had made his way gently back to the ground where it had been more stable. All of a sudden, guards had burst through the mirrored hallway through one of the doors at the end of the hallway. To Seamuses surprise, the guards had appeared on the other side of the hallway where the other colt was. Just then, Seamus knew what was going to happen next. The guards began rushing at full speed towards the colt . The colt, at this point had gotten on his hind hoofs and pressed his front hoofs against the glass right in front of Seamus. He had mouthed the words “Help me” to Seamus. Seamus knew that he had to take evasive action and help the innocent colt. With that, Seamus began using some of his very little magic to make his horn glow. A green aura had not only appeared around his horn, but also around the colt on the other side of the glass. Right as the guards had closed in on him, the colt had suddenly vanished right before the guards eyes. A loud wavy sound was heard, followed by a bright light across the room, causing the colt to reappear on the other side of the hallway. The colt had fallen to the ground from all the stress that had just built up in his body. As he began to get up, he was soon tugged on and later dragged by Seamus. He looked up and soon realized why he was being dragged by him. He knew that this was their chance to escape while the guards were still paralyzed.

As they reached the end of the door, Seamus was too tired to use his mouth to open the door, so, as a result he had used the remainder of his magic to open the 20 pound door.

Once outside of the glass hallway, Seamus had shut the door behind him and literally passed out onto the floor. He had used every inch of magic inside of him and was drained out completely. Right as he was about to fall unconscious, he was woken up by the other colt.

“The buck did you save me for.” The colt began talking in a somewhat slang fashion. His voice was rough with a hint of smoothness in it. Seamus didn’t know why, but he reminded him of his long lost friend Sky.

As Seamus began to get up, he soon began asking vital questions to the other colt. “What’s your name?” Seamus asked while painting heavily in between each word.

“Little Strife.” The colt responded, pointing his front hoof towards himself. “But you can just call me Strife.” Returning the question, Strife began asking the same thing, only to realize who he was talking to. “And you are…… HOLY SHIT!!” He yelled. “YOU’RE A BUCKIN’ ALLICORN! Dude, those creatures are like legendary. Aren’t they born like every thousand years or something?” Strife kept on going on and on about who he was taking to until Seamus had suddenly shut him up.

“I’m Seamus” He said, putting a hoof to the other colt’s mouth to shut him up. “But you can call me Sea if you don’t mind.”

“Well Sea.” Strife said, adding on to the conversation. “How were you in the wide world of Equestria able to get onto the Ark?”

“I should be able to ask the same question to you too, my good colt.” Seamus replied, circling around the colt.

“Hey, I asked you first!” Strife began raising the tone of his voice.

“Fine.” Seamus surrendered. “But it’s really simple. I came here with a few friends to try and rescue somepony else who I don’t even know exists from the Ark.”

“Wait, wait, wait wait, wait.” Strife began repeating himself. “You’re not the only one here?” He asked excidedly. “Dude, I’ve been looking for an opportunity to escape this hellhole.” At this point, Strife began to get down on his knees and began begging Seamus. “Please, oh please oh please oh please oh please can you take me with you. I can’t stand one more second of being trapped in this place.” Seamus wasn’t one to just deny ponies of their needs, so he sighed before talking again.

“Fine.” A low-voiced Seamus said. “Just stay behind me and don’t try anything funny.” With that, Seamus began trotting out of the corridor with Strife following close behind.

“So.” Strife galloped towards Seamus. “Do you get treated differently for being an alicorn?” Strife asked.

“You could say that.” Seamus began trotting forward while talking to Strife. Visions of his foalhood passed through his mind. How he was mad fun of and abused physically and sexually. It scarred him to this very day, and Seamus planned to get revenge on all that had made fun of him when he was younger. Coming back into the present events, he had found that he and Strife were outside of what seemed to be a kitchen. Walking inside of it, the first thing that hit them was the smell of death and decay. Dried blood lingered through the walls onto the floor. Pots and pans were thrown all over the place. What had startled both colts was the light purple corpse of a pony that had been dead long ago. As the two ponies had neared the corpse, they found that it was completely hollow on the inside. Right as the two were closely observing the corpse, the sound of hoofsteps neared them followed by the sound of doors swinging open. The two turned around, expecting to find more guards after them, but what they saw was a lavender Unicorn as well as a dark Unicorn stallion as well.

“Seamus!” Both of them yelled at the same time. Twilight and Thunder both began galloping towards the two colts. Once they right next to the two, twilight and Thunder Ice began thinking the same question as they both looked at Strife. Seamus soon realized what they were thinking and felt stupid that he didn’t realize it before.

“Oh, pardon me.” Seamus broke the silence. “This is none other than Little Strife, but you can call him Strife.”

“Well, It’s nice to meet you. I’m Twilight Sparkle.” Twilights introduced herself while extending her front hoof towards Strife, who gladly accepted it with a smudge on his face. “And this is Thunder Ice.” She added, pointing a hoof towards Thunder.

“Sup kiddo.” Thunder said, ruffling Strife’s dark mane.

“Hey hey hey!” Strife barked. “Hoofs off. It takes forever to comb this the correct way. More silence fell between the four ponies until Seamus spoke up again.

“Well, now that were all together, why don’t we go find the rest of the group and seve Dusk so we can get out of here?” Seamus asked.

“Agreed. Like said before, I can’t stand and other second in this hellhole.” Strife demanded.

“Well then, it’s settled then.” Twilight confirmed. “I overheard some guards saying that they were after a green Pegasus on the rampage.”

“Looks like we know where Snake is.” Thunder rolled his eyes. “Come on, let’s go find him.” With that, the group of four ponies totted out of the bloody kitchen in search of the rest of the ponies aboard the Ark.

I’m now done with chapter 15. Now, onto the news. First, let’s do the good news. This fanfiction is now on fimfiction. Just look for Death City in the search bar or look for racecarghost in the authors.  Now that the good news is over, onto the bad news. Sadly, the NJ ASK is this week and I most likely won’t be able to update the story for the entire week. I’ll try my best if I have any free time or am not tired or stressed out to update, but it won’t be every day. With that said, I am still looking for new OC’s, song requests and enemies. I now command you to review or I will burn all of you alive!!!!