Hunted by Fate

I keep the promises I make… I learned over the years if you want to cast the blame on someone else, you need to learn everything you can about them, but use what they’re afraid to lose most as the weapon of choice, even when being strangled with a piece of his own body this prick thought he would live a rich life by killing me so I show him the cost of his greed, now all that’s left is the rookie who was willing to kill in order to care for his disabled daughter and ended up with two broken legs. His magenta eyes look at me with a mix of fear and confusion, he light green coat is stained with blood. The bones protruding from legs are all that keep him from moving away.

“Is what he said true?” I ask gesturing toward the prick.

“Y-yes” he gasps. I move closer.

“Do you know who ordered the hit?” I ask shifting through my saddle pack and find a vial containing a neon yellow potion

“N-no” he answers. I sigh uncork the potion and pour the salve onto his wounds.

“What is-ARRRGHR!!!!” he screams as his bones meld and slither back into his legs I put the vial back into the pack and turn towards the field, kill him or not more hunters will come and one of them is bound to have answers.

“Listen to me and pay attention-” I growl “-You are going back to whatever town you came from, you will forget that I exist and you find a better job because if I ever see you again… that-” I point back to the prick “-will be your daughter.” I look back at him; fear grips his eyes “Do you understand?” I coldly ask.

He nods and I nod back placing the glasses over my eyes and prepare to leave BLAM!!! fire burns between my ribs as I look back, he called my bluff but wasted his only shot ‘FLY!!’ the instincts shout… without hesitation I jump off the ground and crash into a tree breaking my right shoulder, ignoring the new pain I jump again this time being able to stay airborne for another 10 seconds, another shot rings out and the projectile kicks up dirt inches from my face this time I drop all the equipment I had and jump again only now could I finally fly.

‘Higher! Higher!’ my thoughts scream as the pain engulfs every inch of my body, blood falls from the wound making each passing second feel colder.

“NO!!!!” I shout “I WILL NOT DIE TODAY! I WILL NOT DIE TODAY!” I repeat the sentence like a dark mantra over and over and over again as if expecting the wound to heal.

I fly until the sun is setting and I see a town ‘Is it real?’ I think ‘What will I say?’ ‘Will I even make it?’ my question is answered as my wings stiffen and I plummet to a cottage… my vision flashes red as the sound of breaking glass and screams fill the air

“Please” I gasp coughing blood.

I hear a mare with an odd accent say “Wait with him.”

A bright blue flash fills the room leaving me with what seems to be another mare, she doesn’t speak but I can hear her shaking she inches closer and gentle, soft blue eyes look into mine. As she lifts the glasses off I shut my eyes “MONSTER!!!” I shout.

“shhhhh” her voice is soft and acts like a lullaby while she rubs a hoof on my scar as if I was an injured animal “It’ll be okay help is on its way, you can open your eyes I won’t hurt you” tears run down my cheeks as I comply, she shifts back but doesn’t scream my vision is still too blurred to see her fully but I can see a long pink mane “Such pretty eyes” she finally says.

“LIES” I growl as I cough up more blood

“Fluttershy?” a voice shouts outside the door, the familiar sound of magic is heard as the door shifts open “Oh my Celestia!” the voice gasps. My eyes close again and my body goes limp “What is your name?” the new voice asks.

Unconsciousness finally takes me as I whisper, “My name... is Frostbite”