"There they are." A familiar voice shouts.

I turn towards the voice and see the same blue and black pony from earlier. I raise my blades and get ready to kill.

"G-Gore don't h-hurt them." GentleShy commands.

"They try hurt Gore. Gore will skin them." I growl.

"Gore!" GentleShy shouts.

I freeze in place and look at GentleShy in pure shock.

"GentleShy shout?" I ask with a tilt of my head.

"SILENCE!" An incredibly loud voice shouts.

I look towards the voice and see a large white horned pony.

"You want me to be silent you'll have to make me, My silence isn't something you'll get for free." I rhyme with a growl.

"G-Gore.... Sh-She's scary." GentleShy whimpers.

I scrape my blades together, a high pitched screech of metal against metal comes from my blades.

"I can't have you scaring GentleShy, So I guess you'll have to die." I chuckle.

I charge towards the large white pony with blades posed to strike in it's neck. I lunge forwards, as soon as my blades are about to collide with it's throat, the white pony teleports away from me and behind GentleShy.

"I'll have to warn you to stay away from her, I'll kill everything here if you damage even a hair." I snarl.

The white pony then grabs GentleShy and dissapears with her.

"Give me her back and I'll consider letting you live, If not I'll jam my blades into your throats like a shiv." I growl.

The black and blue, winged and horned pony smirks at me.

"You won't be killing anypony." She says to me before I'm blinded by darkness.

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I feel a strong cold run across my entire body. I open my eyes and see myself surrouned by nothing but mist and snow. I can barely see past the tips of my blades.

"They take GentleShy.... Gore will gut them all." I growl.

I start to walk in a random direction, I walk for what must have been hours. Walking. Walking..... Walking. The only sounds I can hear are the howling of the winds, the snow under my feet and my pained breaths from the cold that's freezing me from the inside. After a few hours a small village comes into sight. I can feel my body becoming weak, I force my body to continue going. I can only walk for so much longer. I can see the town slowly come into walking distance, then my body gives way. I fall face first into the snow. The pain from the cold rushes through my body like a wave. I can feel my breathing becoming weaker, my lungs start to burn. My eyelids start to feel heavy and it becomes harder to keep my eyes open. I try to keep my eyes open only for them slowly close on me.

"GentleShy...." I mumble as my vision becomes black.

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"It's waking up Mommy!" A squeaky voice shouts excitedly.

The pain I felt from the cold no longer runs through my body. I can feel energy start to pump back into my body. I open my eyes and see that I'm surrouned by wood. Above me, wood, to my sides, wood, underneath me, wood. I look towards where the voice came from to see a small grey filly with a pink mane and tail.

"Where.... Gore?" I ask, groggily.

"You're in Frostmare Ridge." The small filly answers happily.

"Gore no know where is." I groan.

"Sweetie are you okay in there?" A blue pony with a black mane and tail asks as it steps into the room.

"Yes Mommy." The little filly says with a smile plastered onto her face.

"I'm glad to hear it. Now.... What's your name?" The pony asks me.

"Gore. Gore name is Gore." I answer.

"Gore? What an.... Interesting name." The pony mumbles.

"Where big white pony with horn and wing? Where blue pony with horn and wing too?" I ask.

"Sounds like your talking about Celestia and Luna. They're in canterlot, that's a huge distance from where we are." The pony answers.

"Gore need go Canterlot, save GentleShy." I growl.

"Save? What's happened?" The pony asks.

"I go find GentleShy fake cuddly, they no like Gore, they attack gore. Gore defend self, they like Gore less. They take GentleShy then everything go black. Gore confused." I answer with a groan.

"Sounds like they teleported you, but I don't know why they would kidnap your friend." The pony says to herself.

"They shine bright light at Gore, it no do anything but why shine light?" I ask.

"Shine light? From their horns?" The pony asks back.

I nod my head.

"Sound like they used magic but it didn't work. I wonder why they could teleport you but not use normal magic...." The pony questions.

"It no matter, Gore only care about GentleShy. Gore save GentleShy." I mumble.

"You can't leave yet, the snow is too thick and your too weak. Rest here until the snow goes, then I can lead you to Canterlot. I don't really know what's happened but I can't help but be interested in it." The pony explains.

"You help Gore?" I ask.

"Yes." She answers with a nod.

"Then Gore keep you safe, friend of Gore?" I ask.

"Sure, I'm always happy to have another friend." The pony answers with a smile.

I nod my head and look at the pony.

"Can you grab hair?" I ask as I lean forward.

"Sure...." The pony says as she grabs a small clump of my hair.

I raise my right blade up to the clump of my hair below her hoof. I then slice through the clump of hair. I then stop leaning forward and go back to sitting down.

"Keep this. Gore know you on his side." I say with a smile.

"Okay." The pony says with a gulp.

"You name?" i ask.

"Snow Storm." The pony answers happily.

"Snow Storm? Gore pay you back for help." I say with a nod.

"Hey Gore! Wanna play?" The small filly asks.

"You want play with Gore?" I ask with a tilt of my head.

"Yeah! I see your sharp arm things and I thought we could make an ice sculpture."The small filly says excitedly.

"Gore might not like you talking about his arms like that." Snow Storm says in a cross tone.

"Oh I'm sorry if I upset you Gore." The small filly says nervously.

"Is okay. You remind Gore of GentleShy when I first see her. She say 'Your arms scary looking.' I was a little angry at first but she nice filly." I say happily. "You still want make ice sculpture?"

"Yeah!" The filly shouts excitedly.

"Then Gore make ice sculpture for you." I say as I look around for a chunk of ice.

"I have some ice in the back garden. Want me to get you some?" Snow Storm asks.

"Yes, Gore thankful." I say with a nod.

"Okay, I'll be back in a minute." Snow Storm says as she leaves the room.

"Your Mom very accepting of Gore, why she trust Gore so quick?" I ask.

"It's just how she is, she always tells me that 'No matter anyponies appeareance you should treat them how you want them to treat you.'" The filly answers.

"Gore see, what your name?" I ask.

"Ice Breaker." The filly answers.

"Nice meet Ice Breaker." I say with a smile.

The filly giggles happily.

"What Ice Breaker laugh at?" I ask with a tilt of my head.

"You talk funny Gore." Ice Breaker says with a smile.

"Gore brain weird, Gore talk normal when rhyme but not good when talk normal." I explain. "Gore no can help speak."

"You can rhyme?" Ice Breaker asks.

"Yes little filly, I do talk silly. When I rhyme it comes out normal, and when I try to talk it comes out abnormal." I rhyme with a smile.

"Wow. That's cool!" Ice Breaker says excitedly. "Do it again!"

"Well I can rhyme pretty easily, it helps my mind be free. The words I want to say seem to just flow, And I can talk like an average joe."

"Average Joe?" Ice Breaker asks in confusion.

"It's what call someone who normal, nothing odd about Average Joe." I explain.

"I kind of understand." Ice Breaker says with a nod.

"I'm back with the ice. I have a bucket filled with some ice, have fun you two." Snow Storm says happily.

"We will!" Ice Breaker says excitedly as she grabs the bucket from her Mom.

The weight from the bucket is too much and causes Ice Breaker to tumble over.

"Ice Breaker okay?" I ask.

"Yeah." The filly answers with a giggle. "I just got a little too excited."

"She does it all the time Gore, one day she'll learn to calm down." Snow Storm chimes with a laugh.

I smile at the happy family in front of me.

"Gore make special sculpture for friends of Gore." I say as I shuffle towards the bucket.

I tip the bucket over and start moving the ice around. I then start to use my blades to scratch details into the ice and add shape to it. I do this for about thirty minutes, the family watch me the whole time. When I finish I move for them to see the tiny sculpture I made.

"Ice Breaker made of ice and Snow Storm ice." I say with a smile.

"Wow, that's impressive." Snow Storm mumbles.

"Gore got good with arms, Gore not good at much but Gore good at arm things." I explain.

"I'm sure you're great at lots of things Gore!" Ice Breaker says happily.

"Gore only good at arm things." I repeat.

Author's Note

The Gore, GentleShy and Wingy are separated. Now Gore has the most important mission of his life ahead of him. Get GentleShy back.

What did you think? I know the story has a slow start but I want to develop "Gore's" character as the story progresses. I hope you guys understand.

Anyway what did you think ot his chapter? What do I need to improve on? What did I do well? Answering these questions will help me understand what I'm doing right and what I'm doing wrong.