A Thunder On Sunset

Thunder Strike walked silently by the dark streets of Canterlot suburban area. It sure was a dangerous area, but she needed to walk through this place when going home. It was a really cold night, and the snow fell freely at her hooded coat, making its black color almost impossible to recognize. Thunder Strike closed her ocean blue eyes and sighed.

"It just isn't fair... Why they all have to do such terrible things to Sunset...?" The girl though to herself.

Sadly, it was true. Two weeks ago, they painted a demon on her locket. Thunder didn't liked it at all, and when she did tried to talk with the people who did this, she went to the nursery with a bleeding nose and a purple eye. The girl shivered at the though, remembering a big fist reaching her face repeatedly. It wasn't a really nice experience. Pushing those thoughts aside, the black-skinned girl decided to head to the next café she saw, which, unfortunately, was the Sugar Cube Corner. Strike hated this place, honestly, mostly because of Sunset's "friends". What they did was unforgivable on Strike's thoughts. No friend should ever do something such as the Anon-a-Some-Sort-Of-Shit thing to a girl like Sunset. She was afraid of being hurt again, and she wasn't even from this world! It was something really awful. But Thunder's hunger always won from her best judgment.

"Seems like I have no choice..." The girl sighed and stepped in. She looked all over the place, spotting the same girls that hurt Sunset so badly. She narrowed her eyes, feeling the hate burn within her. She walked to the balcony and ordered a doughnut and a coffee. As her food came, she sat on a table, next to the girls, never letting her eyes leave the guilty ones. The yellow girl noticed Strike's heavy gaze upon her and her friends, possibly feeling intimidated from such judging eyes. The girl hid her face behind her long pink hair and slid down from her seat, almost reaching out for a hideout under the table. Noticing this, Strike grinned happily, and went back to her food. Sadly, not only Strike noticed this, but the scared girl's friends as well. Strike could hear a tomboyish voice talking to the girl.

"Hey, Flutters... Are you alright? You seem... Scared." A cyan blue with rainbow hair girl asked.

Strike didn't even bother to look away from her food, and ate  it like a starving pig. Well... At least a well-mannered starving pig. Strike didn't heard the rest of the conversation between the girls. She only knew that a few seconds later, she had four shadows upon her table. She looked up, showing no emotion on her gaze, as she saw all the girls from the table next to her.

"Oh. Hi." The black-skinned girl said, before looking back at her food, making the white skinned girl gag in disgust.

"Why did you stare Fluttershy?" The tomboyish voiced rainbow girl asked, making Strike smile.

"Wow, I didn't know that looking at people was now such a terrible crime. Take me to jail now, Miss Officer." Strike joked.

The girl seemed clearly annoyed. The cowboy hat girl came over the storm girl, with a stern look on her face.

"Answer up, city girl! Ah ain't gonna keep askin'!" She said, staring deep at the stormy girl's soul. But she just ignored it.

"Well, now look at you. I didn't know you country folks even knew that a thing such as a city exists! That's some fine specimen." Strike once again joked, making both the rainbow hair and the blond girl furious.

"That's it!" The baby blue girl screamed before trying to punch Strike. But what a terrible try. In a few seconds, Strike had pinned the girl on the table, accidentally dripping hot coffee on the girl's face.

"Try doing this again, and I swear, you won't know what a arm is ever again." Storm said coldly. The farm girl tried breaking the two apart, but with no success. After a few seconds agonizing the girl, Strike released her from her own metal grip and left the café, leaving behind only twenty dollars.

After the café incident, Strike was ready to keep going home without fainting from hunger. She kept her pace, lifting her hood back on to her head. The streets were now darker and the snow was falling harder. Thunder shivered at the terrible cold, holding her arms against her own body, trying to make the cold go away. Obviously, it did barely got some great effect. Strike walked near an alley and heard some sobbing. She peeked the alley and...

She saw it...

Flash Sentry...

Holding Sunset against the wall...

Lifting her skirt...

TRYING TO RAPE HER.

This was the final edge to Strike. She could try tolerating their cursing on Sunset, she could try tolerating the horrible paints on her friend's locket... But rape... Was something that Strike would never tolerate in a million of years. She silently sneaked next to the blue haired guitarist and grabbed him by his neck, taking him away from Sunset. Strike felt his pulse grow.

"Great. I love it." The girl darkly thought. She smiled, and thankfully, this small cruel act was hidden by her shadowy hood.

Strike took hold on the boy's hair and kneeled his stomach, punching his cheek after doing so. And... He knocked out cold. But this wasn't Thunder's main worry. It was Sunset. She looked at the frightened girl and lowered herself to the fire-hair girl's eye level.

"Shhhhhhh... It's okay... It's m-" Before she could finish her sentence, Strike felt something take hold on her neck, strangling her. She tried struggling, and Sunset tried to help, but nothing worked. The last thing Strike remember before passing out was Flash Sentry beating Sunset out cold.

Strike woke up feeling dizzy, with a heavy headache. She couldn't see anything, but she could feel that that she was moving, even if she was sitting on a random spot.

"So... I am in some kind of vehicle... I guess it's a van..." She tought to herself.

She could also feel something warm wrapped around her waist, and someone caressing her arm and hair. It actually did feel good... Their touch was delicate and light. Storm tried moving her hands around, only to find out that she was actually with nothing holding her hands or feet and no gagging. She tried to speak up, only to find out that she could only groan.

"Oh, thank goddess! You're alive!" Strike heard the familiar sweet voice of Sunset Shimmer talk to her.

"Sunset..." Strike groaned again. "Where ARE we...?" She asked.

"I... Don't really know... I woke up shortly before you did..." Sunset said.

Strike smiled warningly, even if her action was swallowed by the dark of the place they were, as she leaned on Sunset's warm embrace.

"It's okay... I'm going to find out how do we get out of here..." Strike simply said, locking Sunset on a warm embrace as well. After what seemed an eternity to both girls, the vehicle that they were in stopped, as they heard a door opening and heavily slammed. They both hugged each other harder, afraid of what could happen now. As the door of the van opened, a really strong light shone in the face of both of them. After their eyes adapted to the heavy light, they looked outside and were not surprised to find no other than Flash Sentry. Sunset looked terrified and curled up on Thunder's embrace.

"What do you want with us, freak?" Thunder asked bluntly to the blue hair boy, burrying Sunset's head under her own.

"Get out, bitches." He said bluntly.

"What makes you think that we're actually going to attend to your wishes?!" Strike asked, really annoyed, hugging Sunset even harder, to make sure that she was actually warm, comfortable and protected from the weirdo that tried to rape her.

"You're sick, dude. Go away from us.'' Thunder said. But obviously, it did worked backwards. He smirked and pointed a pistol to both girls.

"I told you to get out of there, whores." He said, with a grin spreading across his face. Thunder Strike looked with fear on her expression, just as Sunset did. They both mentally agreed that it would be the best to obey him, even if they didn't wanted to find out what could happen to them. They both got up and jumped out of the cyan blue van.

"Good. Now move.''

The two girls looked around the place where they have been forced to go. It seemed like an empty abandoned movie studio. Both girls were forced to be tied up, with their hands behind their back, and it really wasn't even a little comfortable. Flash smiled and forcefully pushed Thunder inside an dark, isolated, windowless and cold room. She was simply terrified by the thought of having to be all alone in the dark, and she was afraid of what he could do to Sunset, since she was pretty sure it wasn't just talking.

Flash Sentry led Sunset Shimmer to an room that was barely illuminated. It made her heart sank, and she wasn't feeling just as safe as when she was aside with Strike. The blue haired girl forcefully pushed Sunset to an old scenario bed that just happened to be there. Sunset's heart almost jumped out of her body. She knew what he was about to do to her. She heard an unzipping, coming from behind. She struggled against her bindings, but her efforts only made her even more tired.

"No! Please!! Don't do this to me!!" Sunset tried to scream out, but her words fell upon deaf ears. Her skirt was ripped away from her body, just as her underwear, revealing her flawless butt to the crazy rapist boy that once was her boyfriend.

"You have one question before the inevitable happens." He said, already taking a hold on her waist.

"W-... Why are you doing this, Flash...?" Sunset sobbed.

The question, however, seemed to get her in a worse situation. He turned her face to face with himself and slapped her really hard.

"You have the fucking courage to ask?!" He barked angrily at her.

Sunset couldn't help it but curl up in the bed behind her. She was hurt, frightened and about to be raped.

"I... I d-d-don't understand..." She sobbed quietly.

"Oh, you don't?! You fucking! Accused!  Me! Of being! A rapist!" At each pause, it was a new slap on Sunset's face. She was now crying freely, but she got slapped once again.

"STOP CRYING, WHORE!!" He barked again, shoving her against the floor. Sunset tried struggling again, but it only hurt her more. Flash went to a little desk that was next to the bed and got a blindfold from it, and tied it on Sunset.

"At least now, you won't see what I do to you or from which way will I harm you." He said.

This made Sunset shiver and cry more.

"I TOLD YOU TO STOP CRYING, BITCH!" He yelled at her. Sunset immediately stopped crying.

Flash smiled at the sight. The so called Anon-A-Miss was now tied down, blindfolded, and about to be raped by him. What a great night. Sunset was panting heavily, but she was so scared that she could barely move. She felt Flash take hold of her hair, pushing it hard.

"This time, no one's going to save you, bitch." He said. Sunset was shivering now, as she felt the tip of something at her lips. She refused to let this absurd happen to her and tried to go as far away as she could from it.

"C'mon. Suck it, whore." The guitarist said. "And if you bite me, I swear you will have no more teeth." He added coldly to the sentence. Sunset turned her face away from it. "If you DON'T FUCKING SUCK IT, I SWEAR THAT YOUR FRIEND WILL SUFFER WAY MORE THAN THIS!" He yelled.

Sunset couldn't bear the thought of Thunder Strike being raped. She would rather give up her virginity than seeing her best friend suffer in such an horrible way. Seeing no other option, Sunset slowly opened her mouth, only to be checked hardly by the revolting body part from the boy. However, her gagging reflex was activated. Flash kept on chocking Sunset with his private body part, until she was about to pass out. Just then, he removed it with an pop sound, letting her breath for such an well done work. Sunset gasped loudly and coughed, catching her breath, as the boy smiled. He gave her exact 10 seconds before going back to the chocking. This time, it lasted a bit longer than the first one. Sunset's tears soaked the ground, as her thoughts ran wildly through her mind.

"Why is this even happening to me...? What have I done...? Isn't the cutting just enough for destiny?"

Sunset thought as she tasted her rapist having multiple orgasms.

"Oooh... You've done this before, haven't you? HAVEN'T YOU, YOU WHORE?!" He said while chocking Sunset. When he was done, he lifted her up and turned her around, leaving the tip of his privileged masculine body part right about her butt.

"Pl... Plea... Please... No more..." Sunset gasped and panted, while sobbing.

Flash smiled and started heavily penetrating her. Sunset never felt so much pain in her life. Flash was a big guy, and despite the rumors, she never had sex with anyone. Until now. It felt like Flash was going to tear her apart, but he wouldn't stop. He kept up like this for a good time. At least for 2 hours or so, until he had an orgasm again and got himself worn again. Sunset was curled up, both because of pain and fear. Flash dragged her to an little bathroom.

"Brush your teeth whore. I don't want your awful snake breath on my parts." He slammed the bathroom's door. Sunset looked frightened at the Bathroom's door, then at the mirror. She was really awful. Her face had several cuts and both her cheeks were really red from the slapping. Her hair was terribly unmade. Her river blue eyes were full of fear, pain and despair. Her hips, waist, throat and butt hurt like hell. She was looking miserable. She leaned next to the mirror, looking all the flaws the terrible rape did to her. She screamed at the top of her lungs, punching the mirror out of anger and frustration. Many glass shards stuck on her bleeding hand, and no first aid kit. She sighed and wiped out a few tears, as she brushed her teeth like she was ordered. After this, she knocked the bathroom door, as Flash opened it and smiled at the miserable sight. He lead her to the same room as Strike was, as he took out both girls bindings and locked them away again, leaving only a little bit of light to both girls. Strike looked at Sunset, her eyes wide as dinner plates. She leaned closer to Sunset, as she carefully moved a hand to her onyx skinned friend, letting her tears of pitty fall freely. Thunder saw Sunset's cut hand and used a little clothing fold she always carried on her pocket to try stopping the bleeding, after taking out carefully shard after shard from Sunset's hand. Thunder started caressing Sunset's face, as Sunset shivered out from the absurd cold that was storming on. Strike immediately took off her hooded coat and put it around Sunset.

"B-... But what about you...?" Sunset asked, curling next to Strike.

"Shhh... I'm alright..." Strike said, massaging Sunset's hips lightly.

Sunset relaxed at the girl's touch and eventually, she fell asleep. Her exhaustion hit her really hard, from both physical and psychological damage. Strike pulled the fire headed girl next to her own body, stroking her hair in a very delicate way.

"Oh, Sunset..." She said, feeling pitty for the girl. Just as fast as Sunset fell asleep, she quickly woke up, still laying on Thunder's embrace.

"I forgot something..." Sunset groaned through the pain that cursed on her body.

"What is it?" Strike asked, smiling.

Just as Strike asked, Sunset gave her a passionate kiss to her lips. Strike's heart sank out of her body, as her cheeks burned and her eyes widened as two big disco-balls. Slowly, the black-skinned girl moved noth her hands to Sunset's face, and both girl's eyes closed, enjoying the kiss. As soon as it ended, Strike caressed Sunset's hair and leaned the girl against her own body, still hugging her.

"Good night, Sunset..." Thunder Strike whispered.

"Good night..." Sunset said as she fell asleep again.