Death City

I’M BAAACK!!! I’m so sorry That I’ve been away for so long, but be happy now that we can resume this fic once again. I swear I’ll make it up to you all by writing more starting from now on. I have a lot more ideas for the future, and if you haven’t realized yet, this is only the beginning.

(By the way, don’t ask me anything about my trip. *shivers in a ball* Soooo many airplane rides.)

Chapter 37 – A Tear Hits the Ground

A slight giggle rang in Ace’s ear as he was suddenly turned on. He had shut off almost all awareness in order to listen. He heard a light giggle every now and then that sounded like it came from the same pony, although it would ring in one ear, then the other. After a few minutes, Ace’s consciousness told him to wake up and actually take a good look around himself to see what it was.

Slowly opening his eyes, his sense of touch soon came into play just as his sense of sight did as well. He found himself with an extreme case of blurred vision as well as his body being laid out just as before, with his stomach pressed against the floor and his hoofs spread out. It was almost as if he was in position to be violated.

Pushing his front two hoofs upward, Ace got up halfway and rubbed his eyes with his foreleg to clear out his blurred vision. Once his vision came into focus, he took in his surroundings. He was in what seemed to be an end of a forest with a few trees and plant life, yet no civilization for miles. There was a waterfall leading into what seemed to be a large pond or small lake in the center. But what Ace saw near him was what confused him the most.

Near him, just a few feet away, was Rainbow Dash. To his shock, he had no idea what she was doing there; nopony else was around.

She approached the waterfall, making sure that Ace was watching her. Ace was on the verge of asking her what she was doing, or, more importantly, where he was, but his instinct refused to. It told him to shut up and just watch carefully.

Just as Rainbow approached the waterfall, she looked down at the clear water spring that shined in the bright light of day that was almost blinding. Then, with one quick movement, she unfolded her wings until they was completely extended and dove into the clear water in front of her. Ace just stood back and watched from a far enough distance.

She was suspended under the water for a good while as Ace just looked down in search of a cyan blur of any sort. But the water was a similar color to her coat, allowing her to stay hidden. Even her mane was hidden as well as the thickness of the water prevented the naked eye from seeing through it.

Then, Rainbow Dash suddenly popped to the surface as water splashed everywhere around her. Ace had to cover his eyes a little to prevent the water droplets from coming in contact with his eyes.

Looking back, Ace could see Rainbow in the middle of the large spring as he stood just on the edge of ground near the water bay. Taking a good look, he could see Rainbow’s sleek body getting hit with the clear, blue water as it soaked her. Her mane was completely flat and flew down her head and neck and even got a little in her eyes.

All she did was smile a little innocently as Ace got a good look of her. He was breathless. Never in his life had he been attracted to a mare so full of herself, yet here he was, pretty much eye raping the mare as she allowed him to.

Suddenly, Rainbow Dash lifted a hoof into the air and brought it back against her head as she laid back. She repeated the same motion with her other hoof as her hind legs kicked against the water. She swam backwards until she reached the other end of the pond, opposite from Ace.

Laying against the rocky edge of the ground near the pond, Rainbow put her hooves back in the water as she stayed afloat. Her wings were folded up against her side; the only things sticking out of the water were her neck and head.

She swung her head back and forth, trying to get the water out of her hair, spraying the water droplets everywhere like last time. Once she was done, she looked back at Ace with her eyes half closed. Ace felt himself fully turned on by this new Rainbow Dash, yet he knew something about her hadn’t been right. That something bad would soon happen.

“Come on in, Ace,” she began to speak, motioning him forward, “The water’s fine.”

Ace just stood there dumbfounded. Every inch of him wanted to jump into the water right then and there- except his mind, it kept telling him to resist. But it soon occurred to him: when would he ever have an experience like this ever again? The question stung, and it stung hard.

“W-why do you want me in the w-water?” Ace began tripping over his own words due to nervousness. “W-what will you d-do?”

“Oh, you know,” Rainbow replied in a very calm tone, “I want to have fun with you.”

By now, Ace was sweating as his face was completely red. His face was as red as to be mistaken for a tomato. He wanted so bad to follow his heart and join Rainbow, but his mind was what had taken over.

“I-I’m sorry, I c-can’t.” Ace put his head down, avoiding eye contact with the dazzling mare.

“Don’t deny it,” Rainbow urged. “You know you want to.”

Ace didn’t even answer at this point. He didn’t want to, nor could he. He didn’t know if this was a living dream or a nightmare. The mixture of pain and guilt bit at him like a snake as more and more pressure built up on him, waiting for it to all collapse over himself.

“Come in,” Rainbow Dash repeated.

“Come.”

“Come.”

Suddenly. Ace began feeling lightheaded as he collapsed to the ground. His vision began to blur up lightly as last time as he felt the life slip out of him again.

“Come.”

“Come.”

“Come!”

“Come!!”

“Come!!!”

For some reason, the voices inside his head kept on getting louder and louder, even though his vision decreased.

“Come!!!!”

“Come!!!!!”

Just like before, the only one of his senses that worked was his hearing; the only one that he wish he didn’t have at the moment.

“Come on!!!!!!”

“Come on!!!!!!!”

Suddenly, Ace heard another voice that hadn’t been Rainbow Dash’s; it was much more masculine, more of a colt’s voice than a mare’s.

“Here, let me try,” the pony said. Ace heard a little scratching sound of metal across a stone floor and he heard hoofsteps approach him.

“COME ON, DAMN IT!” the pony screamed before slamming the object he wielded onto Ace’s head.

“OWW!” Ace yelled as he awoke from his dream. He began rubbing his head violently from the sudden impact. “What’d you do that for?!” Opening his eyes, Ace could see it was Strife who had hit him as he noticed him holding a shovel in his hoofs.

“Ace!” Rainbow Dash yelled before diving towards the stallion and wrapping her hooves around him. “I thought you wouldn’t wake up from losing so much blood.”

“Losing so much blood?” Ace questioned. “What do you me-, oh.” Ace quickly turned his head around to his left side to find the same gash of where his left wing should’ve been, along with the small incision from the dagger coming in contact with his hide.

Letting go of Ace, Rainbow slowly backed away into the rest of the group. Standing there was her, Strife, Twilight, Thunder, and Rarity, who was unconscious once again.

“Let me guess: Seamus is still missing?” Ace asked

“Yep,” Rainbow answered simply.

“Shocking,” Ace said with a false gasp, “but I’m still wondering: where are we?”

“Don’t you remember?” Twilight asked. “That rotten-hearted pony that cut off your wing threw us all in here cause he said that we “bore him” or something.”

“Yeah,” Strife agreed. “When I get my hooves on that little bitch, I’ll show him no mercy. He’ll be crawling on his arms, if I decide to spare them, that is.”

“Too far!” Rarity shouted. She had never been a fan of gore.

“Ugg, so now what?” Ace asked, still rubbing his head from the incident. “We can’t just stay here. There has to be some way out.”

“There is,” an unfamiliar mare-ish voice responded. It was light and delicate, just like Fluttershy’s, yet different in an unnoticeable way.

“W-who said that?!” Rarity began freaking out. “Show yourself!”

“Wait, just wait.” Ace said to Rarity. “You got to be gentle when dealing with new creatures.”

Getting up on all four hooves, Ace called out. “Hello? Is anypony there?”

“Yes,” the same voice repeated. Only this time, Ace and the rest of the group could tell where it had come from.

There was a dark corner of the cell where the light did not shine. And it also was the same spot where the voice echoed from.

“Well, do you mind showing yourself?” Ace asked the mysterious voice, looking into the depths of the dark corner.

“I refuse to show my face to the weak and unprotected due to my contradictions,” the voice began.

“Hey, who ya callin’ weak and unprotected?!” Strife snapped, nearly diving towards the dark corner.

“Easy, dude.” Thunder put a hoof out, blocking the energetic colt. “Let Ace do what he needs to do first.”

“So, is that a no then?” Ace questioned, confused at what he had just heard.

“In other words, the decision is yours,” the voice announced. With that, the creature’s eyes opened suddenly. Ace and the rest of the group could see the creature had what seemed to be light blue eyes. Due to the contrast of the darkness, they stood out like a lunar eclipse at daytime.

“Well then, due to my choosing and consideration, I’d be delighted to get a glimpse of another innocent soul.” Ace began playing along with the creature by imitating its accent.

“Very well, then.” With that, the creature closed its eyes and slowly began trotting out of the darkness. Once it finished, Ace and the rest of the group took a glimpse of the mare, or what was left of her.

She, as a whole, had looked like the city of Canterlot after the changelings took over. She had scars and cuts everywhere across her body. She had a teardrop cutie mark and her right ear looked as if the tip was bitten off. Her mane and tail was a very dull pink and flat as it ran down her face. Her coat was an even duller and lighter shade of pink. Just like before, her eyes were the color of the sea itself. And above the top of her head was one other than a unicorn horn.

“My name……. my name is Weepy-Cry,” the mare exclaimed in a saddened tone. “Although it’s alright of you were to call me Weepy.

“Well then, Weepy,” Ace began, “How did you end up to where you are now?”

“Oh, that.” Weepy thought carefully. “I don’t want to be rude or anything, but I like to forget the past and move on to the future, that is, if you don’t mind me really answering that.”

“Not at all,” Ace replied, “We can be as comfortable as you want us to be. Just think of it as a special service of some sort that you’re obligated to take.”

“Oh, ok,” Weepy confirmed, not understanding a word Ace told him.

“Oh, where are my manners?” Ace said playfully, slapping himself weakly on the head. He already had enough pain for one day. “Here, I’m Ace. That’s Strife. That’s Rarity. That’s Twilight. That’s Thunder Ice. And this is Rainbow Dash,” he said, pointing to each of the ponies as he referred to them, “but I don’t expect you to remember them all at once.

“Oh, it’s no problem, really,” Weepy replied, a slight bit confident. “There’s Ace, Strife, Rarity, Twilight, Thunder Ice, and Rainbow Dash, if I’m correct.”

All everpony else did was stand back in awe as they gasped on the pony’s amazing talent’s at memory.

“H-how did you remember all that so quickly?!” Strife yelled at the frightened mare.

“Well, it’s just another talent I possess.” Weepy began to hide half of her face in her mane. “It’s a special gift that runs in the family.”

“Then what does that cutie mark represent?” Twilight spoke up. “You know, the water droplets one.”

“Oh, those aren’t water droplets.” Weepy answered. “They’re tear droplets. They represent fear and sadness.”

“But you don’t seem sad at all, darling,” Rarity exclaimed, “You look beautiful and proud.”

“I may seem so now, but I earned my cutie mark in the past,” Weepy began, “Back then, my life was hard. Some might even say I was cursed or something. I used to cry away my days from night to day, sun to moon. But I didn’t know at the time that crying didn’t solve your problems, and I learned it the hard way.”

“What happened?” Twilight asked in her most calm and comfortable voice. “Please tell us.”

“I’m sorry,” Weepy responded, “I, I just can’t.” She was on the verge of crying by now as a tear escaped her left eye.

“Oh, darling,” Rarity said, putting a hoof around the frightened mare, “Don’t get scared or anything with us. We’re your friends.”

“Yeah, we’re with you until the end,” Thunder added.

“Oh, um. That won’t really be necessary,” Weepy said, “I’ve never had friends, and I don’t work well with new ponies. That is, I like to spend my days crying them away, if you don’t mind.”

“Well, I can accept the fact that you would do something like that due to your cutie mark, but I’m still wondering one more thing,” Ace wondered aloud, “How did you even end up here?”

“Weren’t you listening?!” Twilight snapped. “She already told us she’d rather keep it to herself!”

“She did?” Ace asked, a little dumbfounded. All Twilight did was give him a strict face as she looked away.

“So, Weepy,” Twilight asked. “How come you have a cutie mark of a tear droplet, yet another one of your special talents regards memory?”

“Oh, my memory isn’t the only thing extra that I was gifted with.” Weepy answered, picking her head up a little.

“Then what else can you do?” Strife questioned.

“Well, I don’t really know if this is true or not, but I remember my mother telling me something about having the magical abilities of an alicorn alone, regardless that I don’t have any wings.” Weepy mentioned.

“What?” Rainbow was confused by now. “B-but how is that eve possible?!”

“Sometimes you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover.” Weepy responded. “Sometimes a good story could be lurking within the cover itself.”

Apparently Twilight was the only one to get the reference as everypony else stood there, just dazing at the walls or floors of the cell.

“In other words,” Weepy went on, “the outside of something has nothing to do with the inside. Something can be worn out, rotten, and literally torn to shreds, yet it can contain something within it that makes it magical.”

As they grasped the idea, the gathered ponies voiced their approval; except Twilight, she got the reference with the book and story before anypony else did.

“So, what you really are trying to say is that even though you look hideous and like an abomination, you’re still powerful?” Strife asked.

“Strife!” Rarity yelled, “She is not hideous! More or less, she’s beautiful and charming!”

“N-no, no. It’s alright,” Weepy sighed, “I’ve been referred to as worse.”

“So, now that we know how powerful you are, why don’t we put you to the test?” Thunder exclaimed.

“Thunder!” Twilight chided, “We just met the mare and you want to test her?! How stubborn are you?!”

“Oh, it’s quite alright,” Weepy said, “I don’t like it when others fight. It’s too much to take in.”

“Well then, there has to be something you can fix or destroy around here,” Strife said, looking around for some sort of corpse or boulder, any object really.

“Wait, no. I’ve got it!” Rainbow Dash announced. Pulling out something from her side, everypony could see it was a bloody piece of blue flesh. Taking a closer look, everypony realized it was Ace’s left wing, although it seemed to be a little rotten by now.

Putting it on the ground, Rainbow explained. “We had a little incident with that empire pony somewhere out there, and Ace got his wing chopped off. So I wanna know if it’s possible or not to repair a fallen of part of the body.”

“Rainbow, are you crazy?!” Twilight snapped at the cyan pegasus. “Not even Princess Celestia could do that! What makes you think a random mare who isn’t even an alicorn could?!”

“Cause I trust her, that’s why.” Rainbow spoke back. Turning back to Weepy, she pushed the wing forward to her with her hoof. “Do you mind giving it a try?”

“I-I guess,” Weepy said before looking back at Ace, “Do you want to do this as well?”

“Hey, I’m curious as well,” Ace said. Turning to his side until his left side was facing Weepy, he signaled her that he was ready.

Closing her eyes, Weepy began forcing some energy onto her horn slowly. Both her horn and the wing were covered with a bright aura.

Lifting the wing up to Ace’s side, Weepy began forcing even more magic into her horn and the wing, trying to force the wing back into place.  To everypony’s surprise, the wing was attaching itself as veins shot out filling the gap between the wing and Ace’s body. It wasn’t the cleanest sight, the mares looked away, but it was working.

The process didn’t hurt Ace a bit, he watched as Weepy magically attached his wing. Suddenly, Weepy stopped using magic as she opened her eyes again and looked up at where Ace’s wing was supposed to be. Blood didn’t flow out of the area anymore; Ace looked back at his left wing in great shock. He began flapping it up and down to test if it was working. And surely it did.

All everypony else did was look at Weepy, their jaws dropping. Not even the unicorns who studied medicine for years could pull of a move like that, yet she just had without any preparation.

Soon, Weepy closed her eyes once again without any warning this time and her horn glowed once more. An aura not only surrounded her horn this time, but also the two incisions from the dagger on Ace’s right and left sides.

The two cuts began healing themselves as they were magically stitched together. Like the wing, no more blood fell out of them, showing that they were repaired.

Once Weepy was done repairing Ace, she opened her eyes again and stood back with a slight blush on her face. She really didn’t like showing off her talents, but this was different. She was saving a life for Celestia’s sake!

There was a small silence as everypony looked at the new and improved Ace. That was until Ace spoke up.

“Thank you!” Ace breathed, “Thank you! I really mean it!”

“Oh, it’s no big deal,” Weepy said, brushing him away with a hoof, “I’m happy to help. Anytime, really.”

“But I’ve never seen such a powerful magic ability from a regular unicorn before,” Twilight exclaimed, “How in Equestria are you able to do that?!”

“Like I said before, it’s a gift that runs in the family,” Weepy explained, “Even though some think of it as a blessing, I think of it as a curse.”

“Why would you ever think of a magnificent ability as a curse?” Rarity asked.

“Well, like most things, it makes me vulnerable,” Weepy said, “I don’t like telling why because then it gets to personal with my past. And I usually don’t like to linger in that area of my mind, if you know what I mean.”

“Ok, I don’t know about you guys, but I’m lost as hell,” Strife spoke up, “Can we please just get back on topic and focus on how we’re gonna get out of here, please?!”

“Strife does have a point,” Thunder added, “We have to hurry up and escape while the empire pony isn’t around.”

“B-but how?” Twilight asked, “Everything’s sealed off. There’s not even the slightest gap that we could fit through.”

“You must really be stupid,” Strife said aloud, looking down at the shovel that he held in his hoofs, the same shovel that he used to awake Ace when he blacked out.

“But still, that’s never going to work!” Twilight shot out, “the ground is made out of solid stone. The shovel will break before we can even get an inch deep!”

“Who said anything about digging our way out?” Strife questioned, a grin across his face.

“What do you mean by that?” Rainbow Dash asked.

“Here, just trust me.” Strife turned his back to the group. “I got this.” Strife made his way over to Weepy, who was on the verge of hiding back in her dark corner by now. Weepy wasn’t a big fan of Strife, and if anything, feared him deeply. He reminded her, a lot, of her younger brother who had despised her when she was no more than a filly. It was another part of her past that she tried hard to forget, but wouldn’t go away.

Sticking out the metal tip of the shovel used for digging, Strife spoke up. “Can you make this hot with your magic?”

“I-I guess,” Weepy said, “There’s nothing wrong with trying.” With that, Weepy closed her eyes like before and focused her magic into both her horn and the shovel Strife held by the wooden handle. Like before, a bright aura made its way around both objects as Weepy tried to make the shovel hot with her magic.

The rest of the group stood back as they let Weepy do her work.

After a while, Strife could feel it begin to get warmer and warmer. But something was wrong. The handle was getting hotter as the metal tip of the shovel did. All of a sudden, the heat from the handle went from warm to red hot.

“OWW!” Strife yelled, “HOT, HOT!” The handle was burning his hooves, yet he refused to let go. If he did, all the heat from the shovel would go away and they’d have to start all over again.

“Oh, sorry,” Weepy apologized. She was told to make the tip of the shovel hot, not the handle itself. She began realigning her magic onto the tip and forced the heat of her magic onto the tip of the shovel. While the handle became cooler, the tip became hotter and hotter. Son, the heat became visible as the shovel tip got redder and redder until it was the perfect color of magma. It was hot enough. Just one touch and it could burn a pony alive.

“Enough!” Strife announced, “It’s good enough.”

As on cue, Weepy stopped the flow of magic from her horn to the shovel tip as the aura disappeared and she opened her eyes. “Is it good enough?” She asked din her sweetest voice.

“Perfect.” He replied. Strife then turned away from the mare and began approaching the cell bars. “Ok, this is about to get dangerous. Everypony stand back!” He announced. Apparently, nopony wanted to be burnt to a crisp by the shovel, so they followed Strife’s directions and stood a good yard or two back.

“What are you going to do?” Twilight asked again.

“Heh,” Strife chuckled a little. “Just a little experimenting.” With that, Strife grasped the cool handle of the shovel with his front hooves tightly and brought it back against his neck, careful not to bring the tip into contact with his own hide. Then, with a great amount of force, Strife brought the burning hot shovel down onto the rusted bars of the cell causing them to chip and break. The shovel slid across each one of the bars one by one until it hit the stone wall all the way at the end of the cell.

Standing back and dropping the shovel onto the ground, Strife and the rest of the group saw a huge line go across the bars, spreading them, some of them even snapped off, allowing large enough holes to escape through.

“B-but how did that even work?!” Rarity asked, shocked at what she just saw.

“Don’t you understand?” Strife began. “The cells are too hard for me to break with a simple swing of a regular shovel. All it will do is chip it away slowly. And it wouldn’t even make it through one bar without breaking first. But since I applied heat, and a lot of heat, onto the cell bars, it was able to eat away at the steel bars with its heat, allowing it to literally slide through the bars. And since I swung the shovel so quickly, the shovel didn’t have enough time to pass through the bar without the bars of the cell bending first, allowing them to break. And that’s where we are now, with an escape route in front of us,” Strife finished his explanation.

“That’s, that’s brilliant” Twilight replied, moved by his words. “I never knew you knew physics.”

Well, it’s more or less a hobby I studied when I was younger.” Strife said, blushing a little. “Now, come on. What are you waiting for?” Strife announced before diving though the broken bars of the cell.

Soon, Twilight, Rarity, Rainbow, and Thunder followed through the gap in the bars one by one. It was a tight fit, yet everypony was more than able to fit through it.

Right before Ace escape the cell, he turned his head around to see that Weepy-Cry had still been in the same spot she still stood, looking up at the dark ceiling, carrying no emption on her face.

“Aren’t you coming?” Ace asked, curious and what the mare would say.

“Oh, you can go on.” Weepy replied. “I’ll just stay here where I belong. This is my fate and I refuse to leave it.”

“What are you talking about?” Ace turned his whole body around and was now facing the mare directly. “We could really use a pony like you on our side. I mean with those magical abilities, you should be the new ruler of Equestria!”

Weepy blushed a little. “I’m not meant for the outside world. I’ve had too many bad experiences with it.”

“But think about it this way.” Ace had now been an inch away from the mare. “We’ll protect you. We’ll find a way for everything to go back to what it was before all this destruction. Everything wil be perfect. But we can’t get anywhere without you. We need you. Please.”

“”I can assure you that I won’t be of any help.” Weepy was looking down at the floor by now. “I’ll only cause more trouble.”

“What are you taking about?” Ace asked. Everything Ace said, the mare put down in a bad way. It was a fight with no end. “From what I’ve seen, you’ve done nothing but help. You’re too negative. You have to let go of that feeling and think about the positives in life. Don’t think of that gift of yours of a curse. Think of it as a blessing like you said.”

“But I just can’t go on,” Weepy shook her head, “It’s just too much.”

“Look,” Ace said, putting a hoof under the mare’s chin and lifting it till she was looking directly into his eyes. “You are beautiful, talented, magnificent; we surely can’t get anywhere without you. There are a lot of monsters out there that we’d have a hard time dealing with alone. And to make things even more detailed, I wouldn’t be alive anymore if it hadn’t been for you repairing all my wounds.” Ace looked at this left wing once more, then back to the mare. “I would’ve died from blood loss or something. Still, the point is, we really need you, as a team. Please, just come with us.”

“I-I don’t know,” Weepy began to cry a little, “It’s just too much for me to decide.”

“Then come with us.” Ace got up on all four hooves and handed a hoof to Weepy for assistance. “It’ll all work out in the end, I swear.”

Weepy looked down at the ground once more before looking back up at Ace and taking his hoof gladly. All Ace did was smile as he and the mare turned around and headed out of the cell from the gate that Strife made.

Ace had made a new friend.

Ok, new character and all. Let me start off by saying a few things about the new character, Weepy-Cry. Just to let you know, I found the character from a blog called “Ask Weepy-Cry” (The irony) And it just so happens that I liked the character so much that I decided to insert it into my story. But actually, the character is from a fic called “The Elements Of Discord” somewhere on FIMFiction. I’ve never got the time to read it yet, but I plan on doing so whenever I have the time to learn more about Weepy.

Song requests are valid as always and I’ll be taking OC requests sometime soon. (Just not right now. Still packed with OC’s) Also, where is Seamus?! Who knows? It may even start a new adventure in the story (wink, wink). I’ve given out too much info already. I must go! *dashes off*