Author's Note

Warning- just thought I should warn some of you that this chapter can get a bit heavy, especially on the language.

3- Scootaloo

"AGHHH"!

Scootaloo awoken from her deep sleep. She was drenched in sweat and breathing heavily.

"Whe- where am I"? The confused Pegasus looked around in all directions. She was sitting in the middle of a large empty dead area. The ground was hard and dry, the sky was a brownish color, and a light fog wrapped around the area. It seemed as if it were a wasteland.

She looked down at her self in confusion. "What the hay is this"? She was wearing a silver armor chest plate and pads, and a silver spartan type helmet rested on top of her head. Unlike the earth ponies, the Pegasus had armor and professional armies, but living in a cloud city was still a living nightmare.

Scootaloo noticed something dangiling from her side. She looked down and realized it was a sword. A sudden dread washed over the filly, as she finally understood what was going on. The apocalypse like setting, the sword, the armor.

"Discord! That son of a- he actually had the nerve to do it". Scootaloo stomped her hoof on the floor, still looking around for any signs of life. It was hard to see due to the fog and dark skies. The sun was blocked by large clouds of black smoke. She looked up in disgust at the clouds crossing by. They were a dirty black color, probably from all the smoke coming from the land. Unfortunately, Pegasus lived on those polluted clouds, so Scootaloo could only imagine how it was up there. She walked in a random direction, hoping to find anything in the wasteland.

"What the-" Scootaloo felt something squishy from under her hoofs. She looked down, only to immediately regret it. Laying on the floor was a dead Pegasus. Half his head was blown off, and his wings were bent in an unnatural way. Blood was oozing from his missing skull, and dark pink brain matter was scattered across the floor.

"Oh sweet Celestia"! Scootaloo shook her head and began running away from the lifeless body, but soon tripped over a rock and landed into a large hole dugged within the earth. She could feel her body touching something warm, something wet. She lifted her head up slolwy, trying to see what she was in. Her eyes widened at the sight, and she could feel vomit rising up her throat and out of her mouth.

She was lying in a large grave hole, filled with dead Pegusas bodies. She began hyperventilating, and her vision began to blur. Fillies, mares, colts, all were dead in this hole. A majority of them had arrows shot through them. One filly had three arrows lodged through his throat. While one mare had almost five arrows shot through her stomach. A foul stench invaded Scootaloos nostrils, and flies and maggots danced around the dead.

Scootaloo ripped her helmet off to get some air. Blood drenched her coat and armor, and her mane was no longer a purple color. All the blood and organs she was fishing through caused it to be a more darker brown color. She tried desperately to get out of the hole, but every time she tried, she stumbled back into the blanket of the dead. She could feel herself being cut by the sharp edges of the armor from the dead soldiers. One of her hoofs fell into the open stomach of a mare. Her exposed rib cage began cutting at Scootaloos legs, as she tried desperately to get out. Tears were streaming down her face as she stared into the dead mares eyes.

"HEY, I SEE ONE OF THOSE FLYING RATS MOVING".

A voice shouted within the fog. Scootaloo froze up in fear, as she turned her head around to see where the source of the voice was coming from. But she couldn't see anything.

"He-hello"? An arrow shot through the fog, and landed right beside Scootaloos hoof. Followed by another arrow, and another, until a swarm of them were shooting out.

"Oh shit". Out of desperation and fear, Scootaloo tore her leg out of the dead mares stomach. Her rib cage stabed at Scootaloos leg, leaving a large gash and a trail of blood oozing down her coat. The terrified filly leaped out of the hole, but the arrows were still flying at her. She could hear voices following behind her, and arrows whizzing by her.

"AGHHH"! Scootaloo screamed in pain as she felt an arrow penetrate her left leg. She toppled over and fell face first into the ground. Her leg was on fire, as she could feel the arrow head coming out of the other side of her leg. She slowly, but painfully got back onto her hoofs. Only to have another arrow shoot at her right leg.

Scootaloo screamed in pain as she fell on her side. She could see two figures exiting the fog. They were Unicorns. Both of them were wearing golden armor, that covered a lot more flesh then Scootaloos did. They were levitating bows, and a sack full of arrows were wrapped around their torso. Swords with golden handles dangled at their sides, revealing the sharp edges that shined in a relatively dark atmosphere.

"Hey did you see that? I nailed the fucking bitch".

"She's still trying to crawl away, how pathetic".

"Well she is a stupid fucking flying filly".

Scootaloo could hear the voices coming closer to her, until the two Unicorns were right on top of her. She still fought the urge to crawl away.

"Oh just cut the shit you pathetic fuck". One of the Unicorns rolled his eyes, before putting his hoof on the arrow that was lodged in Scootaloos left leg. He began applying pressure to it, as more blood gushed out of her wound. Scootaloo began to clench her teeth in agony, which caused the two Unicorns to laugh in pleasure. They began to circle around her, just smiling at the down filly.

"You know, filly or not, we should still have some fun with her", Said one of the Unicorns, as he placed his hoof over Scootaloos head.

"I'm with you there", the other Unicorn said, looking down at Scootaloos bottom and smiling. He slowly and gently rubbed his hoof over it, which caused Scootaloo to blush and sob a bit more.

"No, not like that you fucking perverted weirdo, maybe with mares but not with fillies". The other Unicorn said, still applying pressure over Scootaloos head. He gave his fellow soldier a disgusted look and shook his head.

"What? Everypony knows Pegasus are just flying fucking rats that don't deserve to live, so what's the harm of treating them like shitty useless objects when that's what they are". The unicorn argued, as he rolled his eyes and smiled back down at Scootaloo. He placed his hoof gently on Scootaloos bottom and grinned. "Plus for a little shit, she ain't that bad".

"Get your fucking hoofs off of her before I kill you myself". The Unicorn in front of Scootaloo took his hoof off of her head and glrared at his partner. The other Unicorn sighed as he took his hoof off of Scootaloos behind.

Scootaloo was still crying, and was in intense pain. The two Unicorns stood beside eachother and looked down at the broken filly. "She's such a fucking crybaby". The unicorn that tried to perform sexual acts on Scootaloo rolled his eyes and kicked her in the side of the stomach. She gasped for air, taken aback at just how hard he kicked her.

"Well If we can't fuck her then I guess we should just fucking kill her already".

Scootaloos eyes widened. Her heart began racing faster, and a look of fear washed over her face.

"No, no no no no, please". Scootaloo looked up at the two with nervous eyes. "What did I do? Please".

The two Unicorns were shocked by the question. They looked at eachother, trying to figure out the answer to a question that didn't have an answer to.

"Rrrrr SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU PATHETIC WHORE"! The other Unicorn shouted. He broke out of his own thoughts, and began to kick the filly over and over again. The enraged Unicorn began kicking at Scootaloos face, causing her teeth to chip and be knocked out of her gums. A painful dark bruise started to form around her red eye, and she could feel her vision begin to blur.

The other Unicorn that tried to rape her just stood back in horror. He had never seen his friend like this before. He was still kicking Scootaloo hard in the face, even breaking her nose in the process.

The unicorn was breathing heavily, as he ceased his kicking. Scootaloo just laid there in a pool of her own blood. Almost all of her teeth were gone, and her left eye socket was shattered. As for her actual eye, she couldn't see anything from it. Her nose was severely broken, and she could feel her fractured skull burning in pain.her vision became blurry, and the noise around her sounded muffled and distant. Her breathing began to slow, and her heart beat did as well.

"Let's fucking go", her attacker said, still panting heavily.

"What about the kid"?

"Fucking leaving her".

"But what if those flying fucks find her and help her"?

"Then you fucking kill her". The tired Unicorn continued trotting forward, until he disappeared into the fog.

"FINE I'LL FUCKING KILL HER THEN ASSWIPE"! The unicorn who watched the whole thing shook his head and levitated out his sword. It shined brightly amongst the darkness. "Welp, it's a shame I didn't get to have real fun with you, but this is the end of line for you, you fucking parasite". The unicorn levitated up his sword and brought down on Scootaloo. The last thing Scootaloo could feel was the sharp blade entering her chest and stabbing through her heart. Her breathing immediately stopped, and her vision grew darker and darker, until she could see nothing but blackness. The unicorn yanked his sword out of the now dead filly, and slid it back into his sheath, leaving a long blood trail across the blade. He levitated up Scootaloos body and brought her back to the massive grave of dead Pegasus, where he proceeded to throw Scootaloo in along with the rest of the dead. He stared down at the large pile of the dead, and grinned.

"Nighty nighty fuckers". The unicorn turned around and began trotting after his friend, until he was out of sight. Scootaloos dead body just laid there. Her lifeless eyes stared up at the dark sky as she rested amongst the corpses of fallen Pegasus.

She was just another addition to the collection of casualties of this wretched war.