CanniBelle

Cannibalism: noun; The eating of the flesh of an animal by another animal of its own kind.

The sun shined down on Sweet Apple Acres as a cool spring breeze blew through the air. Everything was warm and bright, especially on the farm where the apples grew. The orchard was having plenty of activity, but the most notable things going on were the usual day's work and the CMC playing a game. The game in question was one you could never outgrow, hide and seek. Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo were seeking Applebloom now. Each round lasted from 30 minutes to an hour seeing as how they were all restricted to the farm. Scootaloo had found Sweetie hiding in the loft of the barn and now after inspecting the houses, they were exploring between the trees for their friend.

"Come on Sweetie Belle, can't you just tell me where you think she went?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"Nope." The unicorn replied "That would be cheating so I'm following you here."

"But she always follows you in these games." she said groaning "I hate being the seeker."

"You should call it faster and be a better hider" Sweetie said smugly

"Oh be quiet and just help me look." Scootaloo replied while inspecting a fairly large bush

The two began to inspect every amount of foliage imaginable from bushes to small trees until Scootaloo heard rustling coming from an unchecked bush. The put her hoof to her mouth and turned to Sweetie Belle, making a Shh sound as she crept up to the bush and  pounced into it, letting out her battle cry which was replaced with disappointment upon landing in there.

"Seriously!" Scootaloo let out in frustration "Where else could you even be! Not here, not there, where! Where I ask you where!"

Luck however was on the pegasus' side as there was a series of chuckles and giggles from a very tall and old tree they didn't expect to search that ended as soon as they started. Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo heard this as they approached the mighty tree. Scootaloo started t scale it as Sweetie gripped the leaves with her magic and began shaking the leaves and branches. It didn't take long for Applebloom to poke her head out.

"Stop stop I surrender." the earth pony giggled and climbed down as Scootaloo hopped off.

"Who's up for round 4?" Sweetie Belle asked

"As long as I'm not seeking" Scootaloo added

"I can seek." Applebloom said

"Cool" Sweetie Belle replied

The wind began to pick up as we all saw that cloud were rolling in thanks to the weather ponies, the air cooling as the sky darkened. The sound of thunder could be heard from far and wide every couple seconds to a couple minutes.

"Looks like the game will have to wait." Scootaloo added "We should get inside before we get soaked."

Upon saying that the clouds start pouring rain as they all get soaked.

"Spoke too soon." Scootaloo added

"Let's get inside now" Applebloom said as they all began to head back.

The ground now consisted of thick mud which made progress slow as Sweetie Belle began to lag behind. Knowing everything was fine she didn't tell them to wait. There was a fairly large hill going back to the farm house as Applebloom and Scootaloo got over it fairly easily. Sweetie Belle began to ascend it, the thick mud getting her stuck for a minute before she got loose again and continued walking, she made it up most of the way when a loud boom of thunder sounded off fairly close. This caught the unicorn off guard as she slipped and rolled back down the hill, her fur wet with rain and mud now as her body hurt a little from the fall, now back down at the bottom. She  tried getting up but slipped down again.

"Oh this is perfect, if Rarity was here she wouldn't let me go inside until I was preened." She said to try and lighten the mood

Lightening flashed and hit a tree next to her as the sound of thunder shook her to her core and rang in her ears. The large apple tree fell down and landed on her left foreleg. Pain shot through her as she wailed in agony, tear streaming down her face as her leg was crushed by the trunk. AT that, her leg bone, was turned to powder from the elbow to the hoof. She continued to scream as she looked at her crushed limb. The pupils in her bloodshot eyes dilated as she started taking deep, ragged breaths to try and calm down. In matter of minute she managed to calm herself down, still crying, but not freaking out as much.

"A-a-applebloom! S-s-scootaloo! A-anypony! H-help!" Sweetie cried out

However, her calls for help were not answer, and she was left in the cold rain, arm still in agony. She looked back at the tree as her horn glowed and her magic wrapped around the tree. She began to lift the trunk up, just enough so she can get her leg loose. Using her back legs and her other good front leg, she began to slowly crawl backwards in order to get her left leg out from under the tree. She tried hard and concentrated on holding the tree but she couldn't anymore was the tree fell back down onto her leg, now crushing her hoof because she couldn't get out fast enough. She screamed out again as some black blood began to pool from the lack of oxygen and the bone fragments causing the veins to break. More tears leaked from her eyes as in desperation now she started backing up with her back legs and pulling  on her leg with her free hoof. She cried and screamed more as she pulled and pulled trying to get it loose, but to no avail. She couldn't find any other way to get unstuck for she couldn't hold onto the tree long enough to get loose.

She looked at her leg with cloudy vision from crying so much. Her teeth were chattering from the cold air, completely soaked in mud and water and completely hopeless as she started on. A thought came to her mind as she shuddered in disgust, but what else could she do? She opened her mouth and moved so her arm, near her shoulder, was inside it and bit down into her leg. She cringed as she bit as hard as she could, enough for her to start bleeding as she began to pull and shake the meat around furiously until she ripped the flesh away. She screamed in pain again upon ripping it off, spitting it out she went back to the wound and kept trying to rip away more meat. The red liquid coated her muzzle as some entered into her mouth. It had a metallic taste, almost like iron, but it also tasted kind of sweet. She continued to rip the flesh away from her leg until the only thing keeping it connected to her body was the bone.

Nearby there was a large rock which she noticed. Sweetie Belle grabbed the rock and grit her teeth to prepare for the pain. She then brought the rock down onto her bone as hard as she could onto the bone. The pain felt like getting 100 vaccination shots at once, and the rock only made a small crack in the bone. She wanted this to be over quickly, so she kept bashing the rock against her bone over and over again until it finally broke into a lot of fragments and her leg was fully separated from the body. She slowly got up as blood gushed from her would, her body still covered in mud and water, now with the new addition of blood covering her. She looked around as her vision faded and she collapsed back down, her eyes shutting as the rest of the world became distant. The darkness overtook her as she faded out of consciousness. The last thought that crossed her mind was the sweet taste of her own blood.