The Last Pony Standing

by Sparkletop Rainbows

Rating: teen
Tags: Science Fiction, Tragedy, Horror, Adventure, Dark, Thriller
Length: 945

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-05-03 22:20:01 UTC

Prologue

...

"... Hello? , miss?"

"... Are you alright?..."

My eyes open, and I take in what stood before me. There was a crowd gathered around me. A brown colt with a yellow mane and tail stood before me. He wore a worried look on his face.

"Where am I?" I had no memory of what happened, and no idea of how I got here.

The crowd gasped and parted as a light gray unicorn with a black mane and tail approached me.

"You are in the Survivors Camp, the only camp in all of Equestria that is still alive. I am Elegant Note, but you can call me Note. What is your name?"  She asked.

"I... I don't know. I don't remember anything," I replied. The crowd gasped at, whispers flood through them.

"It appears that you have amnesia. We had found you knocked out in a run down farm. But you will recollect your memories eventually," Note said.

"What are you going to name yourself?" The colt asked.

"Name?" I questioned.

"Well, you don't remember your own name, so why don't you make up one," the colt said.

"Why don't you give me one?" I asked.

"Hmm... How about, Flaming Heart! Flaming, because it a part of my older sister's name, and Heart, because you seem like a passionate pony," the colt said.

"I like it. What's your name?" I asked.

"My real name?" The colt asked.

"Yes, your real name," I replied.

The colt fidgeted. "I... I don't really have one. My older sister told me that when I was born my mom died before she could name me. But everypony around here calls me Pippy."

"Oh, that's a nice name," I commented. "Well, since I'm new here anyways, could you show me around?"

"Sure! Since you're bunking with me anyways," Pippy replied.

I followed him down the hall to the room that we shared.

Chapter 1: Just The Beginning

The Survivor Camp is the only place I know as home. I've never seen the outside world, but I dream to. I  have lived in the past life, the others have told me, but I had amnesia, so I forgot everything.  I've seen my mother go out hunting with the others, even though it seems like they're just scavenging for food since there aren't many animals since the apocalypse. I've always wanted to go hunting, and now that I've just recently turned eighteen, I'm old enough to go.

I sharpen my stakes and arrows.

I gaze outside to where the hunting group is. I'm not supposed to hunt today, so I decided to sharpen my weapons.  Half of the group is experienced while the rest are the same age as me. Nopony can choose if they want to go, the council chooses. Some are lucky and get sent to be the caretakers or farmers while the not so lucky are sent to be hunters or guards.

I remember the time when I got called up to given a role:

was good news for me, I always knew it in my heart.

"Lilly, please step up," the same council member called. Lilly was trembling, afraid she'll be assigned as a hunter or guard. But she was

"Flaming Heart, please step up," one of the council members called. When I stepped up, he said, "you will be a hunter." Of course, that relieved when the council member said, "you will be a caretaker." Lilly has always wanted to be a caretaker, just like her older sister. Her sister always had a knack of handling things, but she was assigned as a hunter. I remember the night that she died when she fell off a cliff, it was a hard time for Lilly. Her older sister was the closest thing to her. That night was also the night she told why she was just called Lilly. She said that her mother died before she could say her full name. Lilly was my childhood friend, but we've kind of drifted apart since we've been told of our roles.

As I finished sharpening, I noticed that ponies began to gather around the entrance. Curious, I went to join them to find out what it is.

I saw the Silver Arrows, the leader of the hunting group, approaching the ponies. "We've got new recruits!" He shouted. I tried to get a better look at them. Most of the rescued ponies look dull and lifeless, but there are a few that I recognize. I could see Carrot Top, Octavia, Fleur, and some others. Of course, I only remember their names, but I don't know who they really are. I wonder if I'm related to them in any sort of way.

The group of rescued ponies and the group gathered at the front disperse. I could see a blue unicorn, a white filly unicorn, a blue and pink maned earth pony, and a teal unicorn all huddled in a corner. I remembered their names, but I still wish I knew who they were. I also wish I didn't have amnesia, I want to remember my past life.

The blue unicorn, Trixie, looked empty. Based on her cutie mark, I think she might be confident in past life. The unicorn filly, Sweetie Belle, looked like she wanted to hide from the rest of the world. She buried her face into her tail. The teal unicorn, Lyra Heartstrings, looked relieved. Probably relieved that she was saved from the craving monsters of the outside. And the blue and pink maned earth pony, Bonbon, shared the same look as Lyra. I wondered if they were friends in the past life. They all look so helpless.