The C̸̞̙̭̽̌̀̈́̽̕̕ȗ̵̧̨̢̻̩̞̘͙̉̋̊͂͘ŕ̷͖̦̍͝s̵̫̪̋̍͂̆̆͆̄é̶̡̧̺͖d̸͎͒̒̿̈̀ Apocalypse

We all hit the floor as gunfire erupted in the distance, sending bullets shredding through the station window. The station quickly crowded with bodies as the others darted inside. Fluttershy, unintentionally I believe, mowed over me, sending a hind leg crushing my ribcage as she passed.

“OW!! Damn!” I hollered.

Glass bits from the window above showered us. I glanced left and right, noticing that everybody had made it inside unscathed. Even Discord’s tall ass, who curled up on the ground next to the back wall. For a few seconds, more shots ripped through the window and cracked as they flew above us. I pulled my baby out of my holster again, gripping it with both hands as I laid up on my side. Next to me, Twi pulled out her own gun and looked at me.

“Who in the fuck is shooting at us?!” she cried.

“I don’t know!”

The shots had stopped briefly, allowing me to sit up partially on my knees. I raised my head just enough to glance out the window, but a bullet flew through the glass beside me. I quickly ducked again, as I wasn’t a big fan of getting my head blown off.

“Fucking faggots!” I hollered.

Rarity, on my other side, asked, “Why are they faggots?”

I had to hold back a chuckle at hearing Rarity utter the word faggot before responding.

“They probably aren’t. But I’m running out of derogatory phrases to use! Doesn’t help that y’all call me a moron every 3 seconds.”

Fluttershy, who had scooted over to lay by Discord, replied, “Well stop being a fucking moron then. Damn.”

“Fuck you. I’ll come up with something. Maybe like Discord said about them boys from earlier, fucking ᴉ̸̙̣̙͔̮̭̆̅̔̈́̈ɯ̸̯̗͍̃̒̆̀͆̚q̴͓͆̈́̾͝͝ǝ̷̻͙̼̯̀̊ͅɔ̴̧̱͍̃̽̂̃̃̚ᴉ̸̰̱̩̞̙̖͎́̊́l̵̰͙̞͕͈̱̬̑̓͒ǝ̵̠͂̀̚͝s̴̭͆̈́̂̓͛̽̆.”

“What?” Twi asked.

I squinted my eyes confusingly, wondering why the word came out like that.

“Fucking … Ḯ̸̲̝͒̐̑ɯ̵̭̲̺̙͋̈́̄͂̂ǝ̶̯̠̕q̸̢̥͉̣̲̘̾̆̆̔̇͂̅ɔ̵̨̖̻͙̟͚̼̆ᴉ̷͓̺͈̩̲̰̽̓͘̕͠͠ǝ̷̧͔̗̤̝̻̓̋̀͐̀̉̿l̶̛̇̾̑͝ͅs̴̢̨͓̘̦͛͛̈̿̑̃̆…” I tried again, “What the hell? Why can’t I say ɯ̷̨̩̗̮͕̗̗̳̐̊̉̀͌I̴̢̛̠͇͕͊̃͘͠q̷̙̗͛̉̓͘͝ǝ̴̨̣̦̠̤̮̗̲͆̂̈́͘ɔ̵̣̪̉l̸̨̩̗̟̪̝̬̓̄̅̍ǝ̶͚̺͙̒̀͝ᴉ̴̤̹̉͆͛͘͠s̶͔͎̠͆͒̅̿̒́?”

“Copyrighted,” Discord replied.

We all turned to face him as another impatient bullet flew through the window.

“What?” I asked.

“Yeah, I copyrighted the word imbecile. You can’t use it.”

“How the fuck?”

“I like the word, so I used my powers to copyright it. I have a few more, but you’ll have to figure those out yourself.”

“You fucking ̨̭͚̲̟̥̈́̇ǝ̴̭̳̘̖͖̭̈́l̴͕͌̿̋̈̍͝ᴉ̶͉̻̪̈́͗ɔ̴̯̠̖̭̣̇͐̎͝ǝ̴̡̖̥̞̻̈́̏͜ǝ̵̤̬̳̭͕̈́͋͗q̸̟̜̖͉̲̮͂͂ɯ̴̢̗̻͂͌͘͝͠ᴉ!!”

“Haha idiot human. Find another term.”

“Gah!"

Another two bullets whizzed over our heads, and their annoying cracks were starting to piss me off. I raised my baby above the window and popped off a few blind shots before lowering it again. A few angry bullets whizzed right overhead, where my hand had been. Afterwards, there was another few moments of silence before the screeching of a megaphone sounded in the distance. After it crackled, a male voice spoke.

“Step out of the building! Surrender and no harm will be done!”

“Bruh.”

Who the fuck was shooting at us anyway? And how did they get guns? 'No harm will be done' after damn near blowing my hand off lookin' ass. Pretty contradictory statements. Despite this, I still raised my head again to peek outside as Twi reached over and tried to tug me back down.

In the distance, I noticed a human boy poking around a tree. The boy raised his pistol at me, causing me to duck down again as a couple shots flew over my head.

“MOTHERFUCKER!” I shouted, curling against the wall next to Twi.

“Be fucking careful!” she cried, clenching my arm. “Did you see anything?”

“It’s those FUCKING BOYS again!”

“What?!” Twi asked, turning to Discord. “I thought you got rid of those shitheads!”

“I DID!” he insisted, “YOU SAW ME WITH YOUR OWN EYES, TWILIGHT!! Why do you assholes think I’m behind all this shit?!”

“Mmmm…” Dash said, “You’re Discord.”

“Fucks sake,” he replied, “Why did I bother becoming friends with you assholes?”

He eyed Fluttershy for a moment. “Oh... right.”

“Can you get rid of ‘em again?” I asked.

“I can’t. I ran out of my magic too.”

“Son of a BITCH!” I hollered, “Fine! I’ll pop these motherfuckers out of existence myself!”

No gunshots had flown in since they tried offing my hand, so I quickly raised my head and hands, pointing my baby out the window.

BANGBANGBANGBANG!

I quickly fired off rounds. I ducked down again as retaliation bullets shot back. Dash had made her way beside Twi, and she too sat up and fired off three more rounds. Now, we were battling. I threw my arm up and fired a couple more blind shots as the window continued showering us with shards. I heard one of the rounds ricochet off the opposing wall Discord and Fluttershy were under, causing them to cover their heads.

“Fuckin' hell, we gotta move,” I stated, “Twi, you and the others stay here! I’m gonna run out to the other building and distract them. Be careful poking out!”

“I’m coming with you!” Dash replied, creeping away from the wall and moving to join me. Twi promptly tripped her as she shimmied past.

“Twilight! Fucking stop! We can argue about him later!”

Twi huffed, letting the mare follow me as she sat up and fired off a few rounds of her own. Dash and I readied at the door, which was still flung open. We counted to three for drama sake before leaping out, using the door for cover as we hustled around the back corner of the station. As we rounded the corner to move along the back wall, I noticed a boy leaned up against the wall of the other building. He noticed us too, and raised his pistol at us.

Dash and I dodged a few late fired shots as we dove back against the side of the station, using the stairs and open door for cover. Now we were stuck between a rock and a hard place.

What?

I don’t know, it just felt cool saying that.

Lord.

“Should we go back inside?” Dash yelled over the gunfire.

“No. We have to get to that building. Don’t worry about it, the fuckers exposed. Imma bust a cap in his bitch ass, watch.”

I started to pull out of cover, just to fall back as shots blasted the corner.

“Yeah? Fucking idiot. Be careful!” Dash spat.

“Fuck this motherfucker!”

I was getting angry now, so I threw my shoulder around the corner again, quickly lining the boy up in my baby’s sights. It took me a second to pop off two rounds before darting back into cover. A few shots blasted the wall again, but I heard the boy cry out. Finally something had gone right.

I threw my arm out once the bullets cleared and shot one more blind shot his way. He screamed again.

I don’t think that shot connected. He was probably just being a pussy bitch.

The gun’s slide stayed back, indicating I’d run out of ammo. As I pulled the magazine out and exchanged it for a full one, Twi and Rarity stepped through the doorway. They exchanged a glance with us, completely ignoring their ability to communicate before rushing down the stairs and bolting out of cover.

“What the fuck are y'all-” I started, watching as they ran out in the open. I noticed they were rushing toward a nearby tree. Why the fuck were they risking it for a fucking tree beside the station?! I get that they probably wanted more angles as well, but a fucking tree?! It looked barely wide enough to hide them both anyway. God damn it. As they closed in on it, Rarity was clipped in her side by gunfire. She stumbled to the ground, crying out in pain.

“You fucking idiots!!” I cried, reaching around the open door and popping off five rounds at the initial attackers. Rounds blasted the door protecting us, swinging it shut. Both Dash and I squeezed against the wall harder, as now we just had the staircase protecting us. I looked over to see that Twi had dragged Rarity into cover behind the tree, which was getting its bark blown off by shots. Dash curled up beside me and eyed me nervously.

“Fucking shit. Is the boy dead?” she asked.

I shimmied closer to the corner and glanced around it. The boy had dropped his gun beside him, and was curled up, clutching his chest. I balled my hand into a fist and pulled it down victoriously.

Nerd.

I turned back to Dash. “He isn’t dead, but he’s not a threat. Follow me.”

Dash followed me as we crawled around the corner, standing up once we had the back of the station protecting us again. The boy continued clutching his chest, seemingly unaware of us being in his line of sight now. Dash leaned up against the wall, eying Rarity and Twi. They were still getting shot at occasionally, but they had both made it safely behind the cover of the tree.

“What now?” she asked.

“I’ve got an idea. Stay here,” I said.

“What’s your idea?”

I promptly ignored her as I made my way to the other corner behind the station. The two buildings had a sizable gap between them, but if I sprinted at full speed, I could probably cover it in three seconds. I took a deep breath before digging my back foot into the ground and breaking into a sprint.

“I’M FAST AS FUCK BOI!!!” I hollered as I sprinted across.

I’d almost made it too, until I heard gunfire in the distance and a pain shoot through my left leg. The pain was enough to cause me to fall forwards, thankfully into cover.

“My leg!!” I cried, pulling them into cover with me. The boy raised his head as he clutched his chest, finally noticing that I had joined him behind the building. He started reaching a shaky hand out to grab his dropped pistol, but I pointed my baby at him, causing him to freeze.

“You grab that and I’ll BLOW YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF. GET YOUR HAND BACK, YOU FUCKING CUNT!”

He quickly pulled his hand back, instead clutching his chest. With pain still throbbing in my left leg, I slowly stood up and observed it. While some of the skin on my calf was white and torn, it looked as though no bullets had gotten inside. One of them just shredded the skin off the backside as it had skimmed me. I sucked in the pain, ignoring the small trail of blood slowly oozing from it.

With my baby still in hand, I used my good leg to kick the boy’s gun away. He looked up at me with fear painted in his eyes as he clutched his chest.

“Move your hands on your head,” I said, pointing my baby at his face. Despite him looking like he was in a lot of pain, he slowly moved his hands from his chest and set them awkwardly against the back and side of his head. I smiled before forcefully kicking his now exposed stomach. He hissed out in pain as he returned his hands to clutch it once more.

“Fucking Bitch. Now stand up before I blow your head off.”

“Please don’t!!” he begged.

The little pussy squirmed, and I eventually had to help his weak ass to his knees. I noticed two of my bullets had entered his chest—one in his abdomen, and one closer to his shoulder. He was bleeding out pretty bad, and had blood spilled over the grass, but he was still breathing. That’s okay. I only needed him for a few minutes. Hopefully his pathetic ass would survive that long. I helped him to a stand.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Shut the fuck up.”

I hooked him by the neck, setting my baby’s barrel against the side of his head.

“No!!!”

“Walk.”

With the barrel to his head, he obeyed. We walked out of cover, in between the two buildings. I continued half-limping in between the buildings as we walked. The gunfire came to a quick stop. I stopped in front of the train tracks spanning in front of the station and building.

“DROP YOUR WEAPONS AND COME OUT!!” I shouted, “NOW!! OTHERWISE, THIS FUCKER DIES!”

“No… please!!” the boy whined in my arms.

I took a quick second to whack him with the handle of my baby before setting the barrel to his cranium again. There were a few loooooooooooong moments of silence as I waited for the boys’ response. I grew impatient, and I really just wanted to blast this little fucker right here and now.

After a few more moments, another white fuckboy finally came strutting out from the bushes, his rifle resting up against his shoulder. A stupid smirk filled his stupid face as he walked out, coming to a stop in the open.

“What. A dang. Coincidence,” he mocked.

Just moments later, two more boys came out of the bushes as well. One of them walked out with a pony walking beside him.

Cloudchaser…

With a pistol to her head.