(Cancelled) The Nightmares of Yesterday

Author's Notes: Sorry for the short chapter, I'm really pressed for time.

"Where the fuck is 'Apple - Oosah'?" I questioned.

"Well, I reckon the Ponyville Train station is 'outta the question," stated AJ " I'd say about a day's walk, and if we're gonna get there, we better start hoofin' it!"

"You're right. Let's start moving." I pointed to the gutless Equestrian soldier, "You..."

A confused look came over his face.

"...I'm gonna need one last thing from you..."

His concerned expression elevated every step closer to him I took.

I made an incision exactly how you would field dress a deer: I started at the crotch and followed through all the way to the neck, the rough, beaten edge of the rusty farm blade was tearing more then it was cutting. The look of confusion was increasing over my peers, and for some reason the yellow one, Shutterfly if I remember correctly, was shivering in the corner. But then again, she was scared of everything it seemed. I held up my handy work and tried it on, it was snug, but fit nonetheless and was much better then the white straight jacket I had on before. A voice brought my attention the the other side of the room.

"What the fuck do you expect me to do now?..." It was the solider.

He had calmed down a bit since I had had Soarin' help me strip him to his undergarments so that I could make his BDU into a rough poncho to try to conceal my bright white straight jacket.

"Well, if I were you I would report back to your platoon. It's not like they won't want you back." I didn't look at him while I spoke.

"...You self centered son of a bitch...You're just gonna leave me to die, aren't you. You know that those monsters are out there."

I halted what I was doing and stared blankly into the air. For once in my life I was caught off guard by a question.

"...You think I am some sort of savior? Some sort of Moses, that I'm going to collect all of the survivors and part the fucking seas and lead you to a safe haven? You think that I haven't seen things that your wildest nightmares couldn't being to comprehend?"

"Trent..." It was Twilight, all though she knew she couldn't stop what was coming, she didn't want to think she didn't try.

I was inches from his unflinching face at this point.

"I've had my best friend, Die, in my own fucking hands, and I couldn't do anything about it. I watched the life literally slip from h-"

"And now you're trying to save all of these random ponies you met on the street to compensate for it."

My irate train of thought was slammed to a halt, I couldn't believe what he just said. But most of all, how true it was. The truth of the matter was completely shown to me at that moment. I couldn't control my seething rage at this point. I could feel my forearm tensing along with my fist. With all my might I drove me fist right towards the face of the pony. Moments from impact, my fist stopped dead in its tracks. For some strange reason I was immobilized, I couldn't move a muscle, or breath for that matter. I felt my stomach area moisten as a torrent of warm liquid cascaded onto my pants, the floor and the solider. The sudden realization of the situation was more horrifying then anything I've had to deal with so far. The soldier had speared me in the abdomen with a shard of broken glass. I was stabbed in the stomach.

I fell to the floor as the soldier sprinted out of the room, I could not comprehend the paralyzing pain. It was worse then anything I've ever felt before. Before I could formulate words, the black tunnel in my vision had closed in, I was out like a light.