A Thunder On Sunset

by Why To Know My Name

Rating: teen
Tags: Romance, Equestria Girls
Length: 8875

Sunset's life is feeling like hell. Nobody trusts her again, except one girl.

Sunset has been through hell and back. Everyone at the student body hates her guts. Her friends turned their backs to her, just like everyone else at CHS… Well… Almost everyone. Except a certain girl that is up to show Sunset that live heal even the deepest scars.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-02-28 15:48:48 UTC

And A Shimmer At The Storm

Pain.

Pure and simple pain.

It was the only thing that the once-unicorn named Sunset Shimmer could feel. She has been cutting herself

Since the Anon-a-Miss incident. All her friends turned back from her, and everything that she ever learned about friendship was now useless.

"Well, fuck friendship! Sunset though as she craved the knife on her own flesh once again. While she did so, she felt something liquid dripping out of her hurt forearm.

Blood.

Pure and simple blood.

Sunset smiled at the sensation of this liquid flowing through her skin, making direct contact with her flesh. The former unicorn smiled and licked the red liquid from her arm. She has been cutting herself for about twenty five minutes now. Sunset got up using her less hurt arm and stared at her own figure at the mirror. She looked at her reflection's eyes, staring deeply at them.

"What did I ever do wrong? The former Equestrian though.

Since the whole mess has begun, it became days...

From days to weeks...

And from weeks to months.

Yes, she has been doing this for three months now. Some little bucker posted stupid embarrassing photos and videos of everyone at CHS and blamed Sunset on it. Why? No reasons. Since then, Sunset has been alone. No one ever talked to her. Not that before this mess, she was any better. But at least, before this, she had her friends. And now, they're gone too. Sunset stared for long seconds at her eyes reflection, as tears started forming in her eyes. And the only thing she could think of was sadness. Well... Not exactly. Sadness, vengeance, rage, depression... Those were things that wouldn't stop flowing through her mind. Sunset felt the hot tears burn her cheeks, as she wiped them out and went back to bed. Cutting was something that Sunset did to prevent her from nightmares she had lately. Why? Because it worked, somehow. She didn't bothered to find out how it did, as long as it helps her keep sleeping without problems. Sunset laid on her bed, getting pretty much tangled in the sheets. But she didn't care.

She didn't care at all.

Why she needed to care, anyways?

Friendship was something bad.

It ruined her... It ruined everything she once had, and it led her apart from her so called friends. Well... At least she still got Storm Strike. Her one and only friend. The only person whom she was sure that she could put her trust in.

Sunset sighed and rolled on her side once again, not having much of a choice. It's though sleeping on such a tiny bed. But at this point, Sunset was so tired that once her head made contact with the pillow again, she saw blurriness taking over...

And fell asleep.

And the next morning came up.

Storm Strike got up as cheerfully as she always does during the morning. Her parents were out for some fancy business trip, and due to school business, Strike couldn't go along with them.

School.

That one word echoed through the girl's skull, and just as suddenly as her smile appeared, it became a frown. Everytime that Strike reminded herself from school, she would remember the girl named Sunset Shimmer. Is not that she felt afraid of going to school because of the bacon-hair girl. No ways! One of Strike's major motivation to go to school was this girl. Even because she was Sunset's only friend. she felt pity because of the girl's condition. Something deep inside her viscera told her that this girl was innocent about that whole Anon-a-Something incident. But somehow, Strike felt bad that her major motivation to go to school was having pitty at someone. It just doesn't feel right. Strike shrugged it off and a smile spread on her face again, as she poured cereal and milk on her bowl. After finishing her breakfast, Storm Strike dressed up on her usual uniform, as she looked happily at herself at the mirror. Her uniform was pretty much a simple dark purple skirt with red borders on it and the mark of an burning cloud with and violet thunder (which she find odd, but cool), and an color matching shirt, with dark purple as main coloration and red borders on the arms. She looked deep at her own dark blue eyes, and at her own midnight-black skin and her messy and long black hair with some red strokes crazily shared on it. She giggled at her own sight and grabbed her backpack, hurrying up to get the bus. After all, she didn't wanted to lose her class.

Yeah... The class... The girl thought to herself.

There was nothing more hateful than having to attend to CHS, on Sunset's opinion. Indeed, she was planning to leave as soon as she could, but something just kept her there. Maybe she wanted to stay as close as she could from the portal. If things go harder on her, there is always another alternative, then. Sunset sighed and headed to her first class, which she unfortunately shared with Rainbow Dash. It was almost unbearable having to feel such an deadly glance from someone who you trusted once. Almost. Sunset Shimmer already had been through worse than just looks... Right...?

That's what the former unicorn expected. It was a false hope that she created to be a bit more bearable being on this world. After all, what is it having a few death promises thrown at you by looks compared to face Celestia's wraith itself?

By the end of this psychological torture, Sunset walked to her lockets, only to be shoved out of the way by someone, whom she almost immediately recognized as Applejack's big brother, Big Macintosh. Sunset winced a bit from the recent pain of the recent shove. She was already acquainted with it. The fiery headed girl headed to her closet and opened it, taking out a few books and shoving others inside it. Sunset looked down as she felt tears coming up again, but won the fight against them.

"Be strong, Shimmer. Only a few more months," the girl murmured to herself.

"Hi there, weirdo, how're ya doing!"

Sunset heard a female talk to her in a mocking voice and walk past her, slapping the back of her head. By this point, Sunset could bet her head that she smelled some steam coming out of herself.

"Hey, Sunny!" An cheerful voice greeted Sunset.

"Oh. Hi there, Strike," Sunset replied dryly. Strike sighed deeply at this.

"Sunny, I know you have all the rights for being upset about the whole Anon-a... Anon-a..." Strike tried her best to remember the last name.

Sunset looked down and slammed the doors of her closet close,

"Anon-a-Miss," Sunset helped up her friend, rolling her eyes.

"Yeah, that," Strike smiled.

"But don't you think it's time to move on?" Strike asked.

"I know, Strike. I'm just upset because of a few dreams, that's all. I'm already cured from Anon-a-Miss," Sunset said.

"Yeaaaaaa... Anyway, talk later! Gotta run, bye!" Storm Striker said as she trailled off, running for her next class.

And finally, the end of the class. Sunset always spent a little more time helping out some teachers that could be in need of help to organize bookshelves, hand streamers or just take a bunny out of an high place. But now, she had no reason for this. She wanted to move on and go home. The once-unicorn stopped near an bus stop, waiting for her passage for freedom. All she wanted right now was to do her homework and sleep. Maybe for days... Weeks... Months... Years... Maybe forever. No one would care, so why not? However, Sunset's thoughts were interrupted when she felt herself being on grip of someone else. A male, judging by the force and by the arm construction, which she was able  to see when he wrapped his arms around her neck. Sunset's bus came by view, but she was not able to reach it. Damn, she wasn't even able to breath properly! After her only transport home was gone, Sunset felt the boy's grip loosen from her neck, as she fell on her knees and gasped for air. The bacon hair girl heard an male chuckle, as the former unicorn went back on her feet.

"What the fuck is your problem?!" She growled at the boy whom she recognized as Flash Sentry.

"Why, doesn't the little she-demon have claws?"  He asked, earning an growl from Sunset.

"Fuck off, Flash!" Sunset screamed at the top of her lungs. If there was something that would hurt her forever was being called a she-demon. And only one person wouldn't do that to Sunset. It was a girl named Storm Strike. She was the most sweet person on the school, and was  actually polite to her. Even before the whole Anon-a-Miss thing start, Sunset kept an eye on this girl, even before her reformation. It was surprising how not even the worst rumors about her could bring down her happiness and somehow... A bit of naïveté.

That's when Sunset's thoughts about the girl were interrupted by something flat hitting hard on her left cheek. Pain suddenly cursed through Sunset's face, combining with an burning sensation to the same side. She just had been slapped. And hard.

"You show me some respect, whore! Just because one idiot believes in you, doesn't mean that you're in position to tell anyone to "fuck off", heard me?!" He barked at the girl's face. Sunset suddenly felt something hot cover her cheeks, as her vision got blurry. She was starting to cry. Flash grinned in an devilish way and pushed Sunset against the concrete, and she did not had the luck to protect her on head, making her pass out cold.

Sunset Shimmer started waking up from what happened previously. She sighed and sobbed at her current situation. She hated this world, she hated her "friends" and she hated simply everything included in these packages. She got herself up and started running to the direction of her home, while whipping away her own tears and blood that splattered on her face due to the fall. The former unicorn wasn't one to memorize things, do she was totally lost on her way home. The cold was almost unbearable, due to the fact that she had no winter clothing, and, well... SNOW... It isn't the warmest thing out there... So Sunset decided to walk on an quick pace, carefully enough to don't slide in the ice and fall again on concrete. While the Equestrian did her best to warm herself by shrugging her hands at her arms and keep herself together, one hooded shadow in particular seemed to be following her. The Equestrian walked a bit more quickly, as the one figure seemed to accompany her pace. Sunset started running and the shadow did as well, pinning her down against an alley's wall. The figure covered Sunset's mouth and removed it's hood, just to reveal Flash Sentry himself again.

"Why, what would such an lovely lady be doing here at this time?" He smirked in an twisted and evil way. And it scared Sunset, as said girl just winced.

"You know, you should answer ME! WHEN I! TALK! TO YOU!" He punched Sunset's stomach for each pause.

Sunset just whined at the pain and tried to kick him, but he used his own leg to hold hers firmly. Flash laughed and showed up an switchblade. Sunset's eyes widened. He could do whatever he wanted to her. No one would ever hear her. His smile went even wider even he sensed her fear of him.

"You know, Sunny, there's actually one thing I always wanted to do," He said as he turned Sunset's front against the wall. Sunset joined all the air in her lungs and screamed as loud as she could.

"HELP ME!! SOMEPONY, HELP ME!!! The girl halfway cried. As Flash pounded her against the wall, something grabbed the back of his head and dragged him away from the shocked fiery girl. It was another hooded figure, bit this time, one could tell that they had female features. As Sunset slipped down the wall she was pinned against not in long ago by now, the shadow punched Flash right to his stomach, sending him to his knees, as she kicked his face down, sending him out cold. The shadow turned it's position to Sunset, who grabbed an random brick and aimed for the standing shadow.

"Whoa, whoa! Calm down... It's okay... Don't worry...'' The shadowy girl told Sunset, as for her voice sounded strangely familiar.  The shadowy girl kneeled down to Sunset's eye level and removed her own hood. As she did so, Sunset couldn't help it but curl up upon her gaze.

"Shhhhhhh..." Storm Strike calmly hushed Sunset's shock state. "It's okay..." She whispered to Sunset.

"Th- tha- ank you... Thank you..."' Sunset whispered repeatedly while crying.

"It's OK now, Shimmy... C'mon, I'm taking you to sleep at my house."

"Thanks... H-he didn't h-hu-hurt me badly..."

Strike's heart fell for this.

"Aww, Shimmy..." The messed-hair girl said, while comforting the former unicorn, gently stroking her wavy hair. Strike kept doing so, enjoying how soft it was... How nicely it seemed and smelled... And how cute Sunset looked. Said girl looked up at her friends, showing a few bruises at her face, due to how hard she got slapped before. As Strike started patting Sunset's forearm, she slowly started taking Sunset jacket's sleeve up, resulting in the Equestrian almost immediately shove the dark skinned girl's hand away and push the sleeves down again.

"What are you doing?!" Sunset barked.

"I-I'm sorry, Sunset. But... I know you cut... So please... Let me see... I wanna help you." Storm Strike replied in a meek voice.

"Listen, Strike... You can't help me... I'm sorry... I really am... But some scars can't be healed." Sunset said, turning away her gaze from the girl's. Her beautiful gaze. Sunset looked down, as she felt something embrace her... It felt different... It felt more real... Maybe because only now the shock of almost being rapped wore off.

Storm Strike was hugging her.

And it felt so good...

Sunset could feel Strike's breathing and heart beats. Her warmth and everything else... Yes, Sunset could feel everything. Strike wrapped her arms around Sunset, still stroking her hair, like it was the fur of the most important animal on the world. Like it was sacred. Sunset enjoyed such sensation... It has been an long time since she felt something like this. Back at Equestria, Sunset would be always hugged by her parents. But this was different... Strike wasn't her mom... Just her closest friend at the moment. Sunset started sobbing at the girl's shoulder, hugging her back. But as soon as she noticed what was happening, the forever unicorn shoved her way out of the pleasant sensation. Literally.

"Why are you so kind to me...? What did I do to deserve your pity?! Why are you helping me?!" Sunset yelled, feeling somehow frustrated for not understanding the girl's feelings. Suddenly, Strike's frown became the most sweet smile that Sunset ever saw. The most cute blushing Sunset ever saw. The most adorable thing Sunset has ever seen in her whole life. She wanted to scoop over to the girl again and hug her. Sunset blushed a bit at the thought, though.

"Because..." The girl started, blushing even harder, as her smile disappeared.

"Well?" The fiery hair girl asked.

"Because..." The girl seemed pretty much lost. And within a few seconds, so was Sunset. She was once again feeling the warmth of the girl, but she felt that the girl's hand was sweetly wrapped around her waist, as Strike's other hand was wrapped around Sunset's torso. The Equestrian also felt the warmth of the girl's lips and the burning blush on her cheeks, as Sunset finally melted away and kissed Strike back. Both girls heartbeats were like war drums, as the girls pulled away from each other's kiss, but still locked in an embrace.

"Because I love you, Sunset..." Strike finally did it, her cheeks burning like the very own hell.

Sunset smiled and kissed the girl's cheek gently. "I love you too, Strike," Sunset blushed as well.

Strike's smile beamed as she kissed Sunset's lips again. Neither of the girls really cared for the cold or the snow. They felt complete.

They needed nothing but each other's warmth and love.

AUV: Even The Skies Cry (Rape)

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.

(AUV) And Not Every Day Is A Sunny Day (Rape)

Sunset Shimmer and Thunder Strike were still asleep when the morning came. Of course, they didn't know what time it was, considering they were still at an windowless, dark room. Strike moaned on her sleep and her grip tightened around Sunset. A loud bang was heard from the room's heavy door, making both girls snap awake. Thunder took notice of the sudden wake of Sunset Shimmer and looked over her girlfriend, frowning at her miserable sight. She had bags under her eyes, from the bad sleeping night. Her happy, blue eyes, were now filled with tiredness, fear, rage and sadness. Her cheeks were red as an apple, and this time, it wasn't her usually cute blushing. These were heavy bruises from Flash's abuse. Her lips, that once were always carrying a smile, were hurt and curved into a frown. All her clothing was dirty and beaten, and her mini-skirt was in a pretty bad shape, with beaten bangs and tattered parts. Sunset was still shaking, but Thunder couldn't make out if it was from anger, cold or fear. The door, once again, made a loud noise, making both girls flinch. On the third time, it broke open, as both girls took notice of the familiar shape of Flash Sentry. Thunder Strike growled at his sight, recoiling Sunset on her embrace. She wouldn't dare do anything stupid at her pathetic state. She was weak and tired, so any blow that Flash did to her would more likely to make her get a collection of broken bones. Flash noticed the move and smirked. He was going to make what happened to Sunset look like heaven to Thunder. He sure was ready to break her mind. Sunset took notice of something on the rapist's hand. It looked like a newspaper, but it wouldn't make sense if it was one. She looked puzzled at said object, wondering what could he probably do to hurt them with... A newspaper. Flash's smirk grew wider and wider, as he walked up to his victim: Thunder Strike. She covered Sunset with her own arms and faced Flash with all her strength and courage that she could gather art her right moment.

"Stay the fuck away from u-" Thunder was barely able to finish her sentence, as she got punched by Flash. Said boy smiled and threw the newspaper at Thunder's lap.

The girl gently rubbed her own face, trying to find some kind of big bruise, and well, she quite did find. A really big one.

"Read this, bitch. I mean, if you're even able to read." Flash said, still smiling. Thunder glared at him, growling lowly at the pain and at the anger. She did as she was ordered to and picked up the newspaper, slowly reading it. She wasn't a morning person and her brain simply didn't worked on the morning. She regretted as she kept on reading. Strike slowly raised a hand to her mouth as small, sparkling and fresh tears rolled down her cheeks.

PLANE CRASH!!

A terrible plane crash killed all the passengers of

the airship, including the famous weatherman

Storm Eye and his wife, Hurricane Zip. The

Airship from Griffonier Enterprises was

Coming from Brazil, and when passing through

some kind of failure, the turbines broke and the

ship fell apart. The president from Griffonier

was not to be found.

Strike was frozen. She had no more parents. She was alone. She felt alone. She only had Sunset, and on their current situation, she wasn't sure if they were really going to survive this. Strike gathered her mind back and held back her tears. She wasn't going to give him that satisfaction. He wanted her broken and shattered. But she was going to be strong. For both herself and Sunset. Flash smiled and shoved Sunset away from the embrace, grabbing Thunder's left arm with an iron grip. She tried to release herself, but it just wouldn't work. Sunset tried to stop it, by either pushing or slapping Flash. He didn't react to any of the attacks, only kept on pushing the weather girl out of the room.

"STOP, YOU MANIC! LET ME GO!!" She screamed as she tried to kick him where the sun doesn't shine. However, it did not work. Sunset continued trying to push his big arms out of the fatal embrace, but it barely worked.

"LET HER GO! PLEASE, FLASH, JUST LEAVE HER ALONE!!" Sunset screamed as she was shoved against the wall again, as she watched helplessly as Flash dragged her girlfriend out of the room, kicking and screaming.

"Celestia... Please watch over her... Sunset though to herself.

After a long and loud travel, Flash arrived at the same room where he raped Sunset last night. The memories repeated on his mind, making a cruel smirk appear on his face. Her tears... Her begging... Her sobbing... Her struggling... These were memories that excited Flash, making his own part grow erect. Thunder struggled against the iron grip that her rapist had her on. She was a pretty strong girl, but Flash was damn stronger than her. He threw her against the tiny scenario bed, holding her hands up. She started struggling again and tried kicking him.

"Just... STAND! STILL!!" He yelled as he grabbed a pipe and hit her head, knocking her out cold.

"This damn whore won't just be quiet. Damn it!" He cursed.

Flash gagged Thunder and tied her in the bed, ripping her clothes away, leaving only her underwear. After a few minutes, said girl moaned for the sharp pain in her head as her eyes shot open. Her eyes went wide as she found out that she couldn't scream or even struggle against the strong bindings.

"Now, now. Look who's awake." Flash said coldly, as his image emerged from the shadows, with only his underwear as well. "Seems like I'm going to have some fun today." He smiled as he brought up a bottle of wine to his lips and walked closer to the tied down girl. She tried struggling again, but she could barely move. Flash dripped some wine on her exposed belly, and removed his underwear, leaving his part exposed.

"Whoops. Looks like I'll have to clean it." He said, in a perverse tone.

The blue hair guitarist mounted on the struggling girl. Her breath was sharp, her heart was skipping a beat and her eyes showed only terror.

"Mmmmf!! MMMMFF!!" The girl tried to protest, but with her gag on, it was impossible. Flash started licking her belly, until his tongue was in her breasts. It made her totally uncomfortable, as she tried struggling again, and maybe send him away, but it only resulted in failure. Flash smirked and moved to her neck, where he started sucking bits of skin, leaving purple marks on it. She tried moving her head, and stop it, but it only worked opposite, making him bite her neck. It wasn't a pleasant sensation. She hated it, and wanted it to stop. But she knew this wasn't even the beginning. After a few more biting and struggling, Thunder's bonds were now getting weaker. Now she could at least struggle properly. Flash moved his hands to her bra's attaching, trying to snap it open, but with her struggle, it was almost impossible. The rapist was obviously upset with this, and he started punching her exposed stomach.

"STOP! FUCKING! STRUGGLING! I'M TRYING TO HAVE A GOOD TIME HERE!!" He said with a ounch at every pause. Thunder was now trying to curl up at the pain, but it was plainly impossible.

"Now," Flash started as he mounted the girl again, smashing her hips, again. "If you'll be a good girl... I might consider leaving Sunset alone. And that's the better you're getting from me. No struggling and Sunset will be fine." Flash said. Thunder didn't wanted to be raped, but she rather go through this all over again than Sunset having to. She slowly stopped struggling, as Flash started tightening the bindings. The perverse blue hair boy started taking out her underwear, caressing her parts. Her urge to struggle was strong, but her love for Sunset was stronger. Flash licked her delicate flower, making her flinch.

"C'mon. Don't you FUCKING TELL ME you're not enjoying this." He said before taking her gag out. "I'll leave your bitch alone, if you beg for it." He said, clearly amused by this whole situation.

Thunder found the strength within her throat... "P-Pl-Please... F-f-u-fuck m-me..." She said, shaking out of fear. Flash smiled and put back her gag on.

"That's all I want to hear." He said, as he started penetrating her.

Thunder never felt so much pain like that. It felt like he was tearing her apart. While he kept penetrating her, he would eventually tighten his grip around her hips, hurting her much more than the bonds and the rape. Thunder closed her eyes and tried to imagine that she was in a pretty place, where this hell would never happen. Flash noticed her daydreaming and punched her again, this time, on the ribcage area, probably breaking one of her ribs. Tears were streaming out of the girl's face, as she was tied to the bottom of the bed. Flash took hold of her hair, ripping off the gag from her mouth, pointing the tip of his parts to her lips. Thunder was already panting from the last terrible experience she had, but Flash was impatient. He needed to feel pleasure. And so he would. Flash shoved hi own part within Thunder's mouth. It was revolting, but she wasn't doing this for him. She was doing this for Sunset. And only Sunset mattered right now.

"Oooh... If you keep on that way, I may think about feeding that bitch of yours!!" Flash got his body speaking louder than his mind. Thunder though about the situation. If they were about to spend the rest of their days on this hellish place, it would be good at least have some food. Flash got the physical answer and smirked darkly, as he kept pushing Thunder's hair back and forth.

1 Week After

Sunset was getting terribly worried about her girlfriend. Ever since Flash took her away, she received a decently eatable food and good water. Her chest tightening from the thoughts of what could have happened to make Thunder Strike disappear and Sunset don't get any thread from Flash. As her train of thoughts kept on, walking in her mind, a miracle happened. Flash Sentry appeared on the door, holding a really bad shaped Thunder Strike. Sunset gasped and got up, moving near the unconscious girl. But sadly, yet obviously, Flash pulled out his .32 pistol again, pointing to Strike's head.

"Get any near, and you won't be hearing her breath ever again." He said, glaring at Sunset, who took the little time she had to clearly see the girl. Her ribcage seemed to be smashed away, like it was stomp by an elephant. She had bags under her eyes, even worse than Sunset's, like she haven't sleep in a long time. She was sweaty and she looked miserable. Her legs, even though they were sustaining her, looked broken and mistreated. She had a really skinny body, which made her even more miserable than she already was. Sunset was terrified at this. Her rage rose up to an level that the Fall Formal looked like a kid playing on tub. The fire haired girl got up and started staring at his face for a long time.

"There is... Something on your face...." Sunset said.

Flash looked confused at her, trying to figure out what it could be... Until Sunset threw a beautiful punch on his face.

"IT WAS PAIN!!" She screamed as Flash fell over the ground and she got Thunder on her arms, scaping this hell they've been for weeks.

Epilogue (AUV)

Strike woke up, hearing the sounds of bleeping, and somehow, someway, it was even more annoying than her clock's alarm. She slowly opened her eyes, trying to adapt to the light on the room he was. Her head was hammering, something was digging on the flesh of her right arm and her throat was dry. Strike tried to recall the previous occurrences, as she remembered being raped by Flash, as well as Sunset was. She remembered being tortured for Sunset's food, and things like this. She shrugged off the memories and looked around the place she was. It was no surprise to her that she was in a hospital's bed.

"Hhhng... Water..." Strike moaned through the pain and tiredness on her body. The girl heard something like a book slam closed and heard some hurried footsteps.

"OH, THANK CELESTIA, you're awake!" Strike heard Sunset say, as said girl brought a water glass to Strike's lips. The storm girl drank the sacred liquid and looked up to her girlfriend.

"S-Sunset...?" She asked softly. "W-What happened...?"

"I brought you to the closest hospital... You've been blacked out for at least  three months... After this, I ran to the closest police station... But Flash somehow escaped. But don't worry, this time, I will protect you from that monster." Sunset said, smiling and running her fingers through the girl's messy hair.

Thunder smiled sadly and relaxed her tired and mistreated muscles. She sighed and closed her eyes.

"How bad is it...?" Strike asked, clearly without any hope upon her condition. Sunset's eyes grew wide, as she looked to the ground, sadly.

"... You're... You're..." Sunset stammered her words, not able to look her friend on the eyes. "You're... pregnant..." Sunset said, but made it almost impossible for Thunder to hear it.

"Sunset... I didn't heard what you said, and you're making me worried..." Thunder narrowed her eyes.

"Y-You've got... A almost healed broken ankle, some hurt hips... Obviously, you got a pretty bad exhaustion, and..." Sunset held her girlfriend's hand and sighed. "You're pregnant." She finished.

Strike's eyes were full of feelings. Anger, sadness, despair and disbelief. Tears poured out of her eyes, as she burried her face on her hands. What she was going to do with this child? How she was going to raise it? She had no idea. And the worst is that she was forced to have sex with the kid's father. He was a criminal, and he was on loose. All these things ran on the girl's mind, making her feel worst and worst.

Sunset's heart broke on the sight of the girl. She still had scars, and she still had signs of tiredness all over her hidden face. Sunset felt the courage raise in her heart, as she embraced the girl and whispered to her.

"Shhh... It's okay. It was not your fault. But you need to be strong right now... And you don't have to do this all alone. I will help you." The fire hair girl said, still locked in the embrace with her girlfriend.

"R-r-really...? Y-y-you... You're going to help me...?" Strike's eyes sparkled like the eyes of a child on Christmas day.

"Of course I will. I'm here for you, Thunder. Don't be afraid." Sunset assured to the crying girl. Strike smiled and leaned on the embrace, enjoying the warmth of the girl hugging her.

Six months later...

Strike and Sunset smiled at the figure in the baby's nest. It was a little boy with dark orange skin, blue eyes and purple hair, with a few dark blue strokes. The name of the kid was Spotlight Shine, a happy and playful boy. Sunset Shimmer insisted that the kid had to at least have Strike's name on his own name, but the storm girl insisted that he had the facial expression of an artist. After two weeks, they were freed from the hospital, as for Strike's bones were now healed and her muscles had been put back together again. They both learned later that the guilty ones for the whole Anon-A-Mis were Applebloom, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle. Strike wanted to strangle the girls at first, but she learned how to forgive them. Of course, after what happened to Thunder Strike and herself, Sunset didn't accept the friendship from the Rainbooms again. As for Flash Sentry, he was still frequenting CHS, and never went to jail for no proof to the crime. Both girls had the urge to kill him, but they would obviously go to jail. Oh, the justice. Anyways, everytime that Sunset saw Flash, she had an terrible anger attack (And with that, I mean she almost turned into a demon again). Good thing Strike was always there to calm her down. Flash would always tease both girls and even told his friends about the "Whores of Canterlot High School". Despite rumors, both girls ignored the jerks and lived their lives together, with their son, Spotlight Shine, whose never met his own father, only his two mothers. He grew up and became a famous actor on Hooveswood.

40 years later

Spotlight Shine entered silently on his mother's room at the hospital.

"Mom... Mom." He whispered, stroking her once black and long hair. "It's time for our visit..." He said, trying to wake up his sick mother. Her eyes slowly opened, as she smiled at her son.

"Oh, hi, sweetie... How is it going back at Hooveswood...?" She asked, with her voice already cracky.

"It's great, mom... But we have to go. It's time for our visit." Spotlight said.

"Oh, yes, just let me... Get to my wheelchair..." She said, sitting up to the border of the bed. Spotlight Shine smiled and helped his old mother to get on her wheelchair. They both got into Spotlight's car, and went to the old school, CHS. Spotlight Shine and his mother walked near the old crystal mirror in front of the school, as both of them entered the hidden portal. The both appeared on the great crystal castle, full of pony guards, as they respectfully bowed to Princess Twilight. Of course, Shine's mother had a bit of difficulty for such an act to a 68 years old mare. They both walked silently to the nearby forest, where they found a pile of stones, a photo of Sunset Shimmer and Thunder Strike together, hugging each other, with Spotlight Shine in their arms, and a few flowers. The stallion smiled at the tomb and placed a few flowers next to it. The old mare smiled and stood there, staring the tomb, singing an old, human traditional song.

"Muss I denn, muss I denn, züm stadtelë hinaus... Stadtelë hinaus..." The mare sang the first part of the song, chuckling and wiping away a few tears. "Spotty... Do you remember what this song says?" She asked to the dark orange stallion.

"Yes... You always sang this song on my bed time, mom." He said, smiling faintly.

"I must leave this state... I must leave this state... So do not cry when I go..." The mare sang on the tune of the song. "You should go now, Spotty... Mom wants to stay... And rest a bit..." She said, laying next to the tombstone. Spotlight knew what this meant. He looked down sadly and sighed.

"Yes, mommy..." He said, as he walked away, with his head low. The mare looked at her son and smiled, as she read the tombstone.

Here rests Sunset Shimmer

Dear friend, Student, mother and wife

Thunder Strike smiled and layed next to Sunset's tombstone.

"Ooh, Sunny... I wish you could see our boy... He's already an grown man... But don't worry. Soon enough, I will tell you everything... We'll be together again, Sunny..." The old mare coughed and smiled, as she closed her eyes. Forever.