“So, you are a hero of this wasteland?” I asked Littlepip.

“I guess I-”she started.

“She is.” Replied the pegasus, named ‘Calamity’.

Littlepip cut him a sharp glare.

“What?” ask Calamity. They all noticed I was pretty quiet.

“Is something wrong?” Littlepip asked me.

“My dad was recently killed in action.” I said, grimly.

“What?!” said Pearson.

“I don’t wanna talk about it.” I said.

“Okay” they all said.

A gunshot rang out and the bullet whizzed by my head.

“Get to cover, that is a sniper!” Yelled Littlepip. I dived to the ground.

“Travis, can you take him?” asked Pearson. I stood up, taking aim with my M24, and fired, but I missed. Pain ripped through me like daggers.

Like I said before, I never knew true fear before I had a sucking wound in my chest.

I collapsed to the cold ground. A 44. magnum cracked.

“Sniper down!” yelled littlepip.

“Travis!” Someone yelled out. I know I am dying. Hell, I was just shot in the lung. I know I will die. I know it shouldn’t be my time yet. I felt myself cough. It hurt like hell. I was immediately being told that I’ll be okay. Bullshit. I know it is happening, and I am afraid of it. I couldn’t speak if I tried. Just end my fucking pain, no more fear, please.I felt myself being dragged. This is a lost cause, you know.

I saw the purple drink being force given to me. It did nothing.

“I don’t understand...That should have fixed him up!” Yelled a pony, I couldn’t tell who. I saw my vision darken.

“G-guys...Forget it…” I muttered, just barely. I felt something being wrapped around my chest.
“We won’t give up on-” I someone was saying before I blacked out.

Author's Note

You decide, does he live, Or die?