Longsword

Laying in his bed in the middle of the night, a Pony by the name of Comet Buster tries to fall asleep. He can’t quite seem to be able to. The moon light turns his room into a spectacle of light and shadows. The quiet village makes no noise. All seems peaceful and wonderful. “I have a good life, don’t I?” He asks himself out loud. Thinking of the field work that has to be done tomorrow is enough to make him tired. He is nearly asleep, slowly being taken into the nocturnal world.

A loud and sudden noise jerks him out of his sleep. He hears rustling and smashing in the kitchen. He gets out of bed and approaches the door, about to open it. His mother rushes inside, slamming the door behind her. She quickly pulls his bed to the door. He hears fighting outside of his door. “Dad?” He asks nervously. “Mom, what’s going on?”

“I don’t know, quick come to the window.” The two go to the window. “Comet, I love you, we love you with all of our hearts.” His mother embraces him tightly. He can hear her crying. “We have to run.”

“What? What about Dad? What’s going on, I don’t understand.”

“Listen! Run. Run to the woods, run somewhere, anywhere. Just promise me! Promise me you’ll live!” She screams at him, tears now freely flowing from here eyes. “Here, take this, it's a necklace passed down to me from your grandmother.” His mother gives him a necklace of a Pony holding a spear. “Take it. Don’t cry my son, as long as you live, I don’t care what happens. Now go, we have to run!” She pushes him out of the window, and he starts to run for the nearby woods. She jumps out after him.

As he runs he hears a gunshot, and then his mothers screams. A second gunshot silences them. He stops and turns around, crying. “Mother! Father!” He screams, then he notices that the entire village is ablaze. He is reminded to run by a third shot, this time aimed at him, which flies past his ear. He starts to run again, but doesn’t make it far before the next shot hits him in his hind left leg. He falls to the ground in screams of pain and agony, attempting to crawl away from his death.

Time starts to slow down for him. “What’s going on. Am I gonna die?” A squad of Griffon soldiers, dressed in all black, emerge from his home. They take their time approaching him. He hears laughter. As they walk up to him, one of them says to him. “Filthy, disgusting life forms. We’ll give you a quick death, don’t worry. Or maybe we won’t. What do you think we should do, Gretz?”

Another Griffon, this one wearing what appeared to be a ceremonial outfit, replied. “Well, while it would save us time by getting it over with, he is a young Pony. I don’t know about you, but I prefer taking my time with th…” A bullet hits the officer in the head. He drops dead.

“What the hell?! Where did that come from? Quick, run back to the village, tell them were under atta…” Another bullet silences the second Griffon. The remaining two Griffons run back to the village to inform the others.

Comet relaxes. “So I’ll survive today?” He asks himself.

“Yes, and you’ll live for much more than just today if I have anything to say about it.”