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The Following of Death

The silence was horrid, I could almost hear Silverdust's brain working. "Well, what if we-"

"Won't work." I say for the hundredth time, "You tried everything and I'm starting to feel creeped out by this silence." It was true, they have been in the gloomy rustic cellar for hours now and no signs of anyone else in here.

"I just don't understand why they locked us up, I mean we didn't do anything wrong did we?" Silverdust looks at me.

"I guess not..." I sigh. I was already starting to get hungry again despite the carrot dog I had before we were captured. Silverdust sat on her haunches and sighed. I know how she felt, not knowing what was going to happen next or worse, to them was the worst feeling in Equestria.

I start pacing so I had something to do than just sit and wait around. I twitch my ear as Silverdust stands, her cutie mark never made sense to me, It was a shiny red heart with earphones over it and music notes playing. It confused me as much as a dictionary did, all Silver did was read and well... write.

She was a part time scientist that worked with her father, GoldenCarat and her mother, EmeraldShard. But her cutiemark doesn't relate to any scientist things at ALL. She never told me what it meant, but I have a strong feeling she likes music as much as I do.

On the other hand, I was all music and dares. I would sing for parties and meetings for my mother and father, Cloudnote and Bluefire. One good look at them and you would know I was their daughter. I look mostly like my mother Cloudnote with her red mane and orange coat, but I still have some of my father there too. I have his blue eyes and yellow coat, and most definitely have his daring personality in me.

As I was thinking about my life, Silverdust prods her hoof into my wing. "Ouch!." I yell. Only to get shushed by her hoof.

"Somepony is coming!" She whispers to me. I look out into the darkness and strain my ears to hear what was coming. I hear the sound of hoof on stone as the pony comes closer. Silver and me back into the farthest corner away form the cellar door as the stranger gets closer. I still could not make out the pony in the darkness, but as soon as the pony steps into the one light, I make a growling noise in the back of my throat and step in front of Silver to protect her.

The pony was a mare with a cream yellow coat and striped, green and yellow mane. She was wearing a white lab coat like the ponies who attacked me. I hold up my chin menacingly, She only laughs. "You do not scare me, you know." She comes up to the bars. I just stare and say nothing. "But... you have a reason to fear me." The mare holds up a remote control looking panel and presses a button on the left.

The cellar started to descend downwards, I try to look over the side but the platform holding us, but it was to big. From what I hear there was a more prisoners down here. The musty scent of death hung in the air like a rat to a hawk, there seemed to be a fear down here stronger than anything anyponys felt before. It was a fear of them.

The ponies who hid in the shadows and watched from the eye of death himself, the slaves of the one in power who even they are afraid of. My wings itch from the looks of the hidden ponies as we descend downwards. When we reach the bottom, me and Silver are shoved into a cell with a number on the side of it. The long rows of cells went left to right and stopped when the light ended. Of course the second no one else was in sight Silverdust hoped up and started investigating the area. I sigh and sit on my haunches in defeat. "Forget it Silver, there's no way out." I look at my hooves as she turns.

"Come see this Flame." She says quietly. I don't budge a bit, she bites her lip in frustration. "Flame FireNote get over here now!" Silver says sternly. I look up, Silver never uses my whole name. I slowly get up and trot over to her. "The cell numbers are strange."

"What about them?" I say. She hesitates, slowly thinking what to say.

"They are odd numbered, only. She was right, no even numbered cell. "I believe its bad luck or just a coincidence, we are in cell 13." I give her a confused look. "And my hotel room number it was number 13. And the ticket to the contest said my seat number was number 13...." She looks at me. "We were being followed. They knew we were here."