Legacy of Death Belle: The Cursed Crusader

Yo Sweets!" a voice near Sweetie Belle shouted as she opened her eyes, noticing that the rain had begun to pour on her fur, and her best friend's grave rather rough.

She sighed before looking up to see Scootaloo herself or rather her ghost form sneer at Sweetie Belle's weak, pitiful broken body, heart and soul before her.

Her tears mixing with the rain falling from the sky.

"Get your ass up, Sweets...no pony going to respect a broken down white furred piece of ass...now will they? Ha, ha, ha, ha!" Scootaloo laughed hard as she held her front hooves to her ribs and fell to the ground, not able to breathe...if she had any breath in her.

"Ah...we are going to have so much fun together, Sweetie...I can tell. Oh look, looks like Bloom is coming back to apologize to you" she chuckled as they looked up to see Apple Bloom was indeed coming forward towards them, Sweetie Belle's scythe in her mouth and a dark green sheath across her back.

She spat the weapon out, a glare on her features as she gritted her teeth intent on giving her fillyfriend a really harsh and angry talk as she opened her mouth, her voice emotionless and cruel.

"Ah suggest...ya leave, Sweetie Leliana Belle, just...go...Ah, Ah really...really, don't wish to see ya right now Belle...Scootaloo is gone...because of ya...will ya'll really cause death where ever ya go? Where ever ya'll hooves step? Ah...Ah can't forgive ya now...just take ya'll bucking scythe and leave!" Apple Bloom screamed the last words as she threw the sheath off her, turned around and full galloped away from her lover...or former.

The night sky lit the sky with a boom before a blue arc of lighting zapped near Sweetie Belle forcing her to jump away quickly as her heart calmed down and her body did not shake as much, she then looked at the weapon in front of her hooves and the dark green sheath meant for her hard days work of labor and protection from the weather and bugs from when she was supposed to be a farm pony...instead she was a murderer.

"Ah sure she does not really mean it, Sweets, here...ya'll need this more then ya might think." a voice spoke behind her as she turned around so fast she almost give her neck whiplash and saw Applejack, her eyes sad and filled with tears at the sight before her as the mare tossed a large, red colored jewel near her hooves, the gem getting streaks of mud from the rain as Sweetie Belle picked it up and put it around her neck, not sure why she was given such a cursed item.

"She is just depressed...Ah would not be surprised if ya self was not either, young filly. Ya don't belong here, Sweets, at least...not for a long time. And if ya really want to avenge ya'll sister, then Ah suggest...ya may as well follow in her hoofsteps. In the mountains East of here, there is a temple, known as Talent of heart...it is run by a Pegasus known as Rainbow Dash...you will refer to her only as Master though...she is an old friend of mine...and that jewel should be enough for the cost of living there until ya complete her studies...if ya'll are even given a chance"

Applejack paused, allowing salty, dark tears of anger and sorrow to be released from her body as her mind went into the past before she shook her head, hoping to remove such thoughts, the past should be left buried.

"Anyway...find her and prove to her that ya'll are worth her time, Sweetie Belle...she DESPISES unicorns, ya must show her that ya'll can be taught as ya sister did, for she was the only unicorn that fought as the students were trained...and knowing ya'll's family...ya will be the last." she spoke with a humorless chuckle making Sweetie Belle narrow her eyes at hearing such unnecessary talk about her family.

"What's that supposed to mean?" she shouted as Applejack ignored her, forcing her to glare at the ground before she grabbed the sheath in her jaws before tossing it into the air, allowing her left front hoof to slid pass the material and over her neck, making the empty strap fit comfortably on her shoulders as it was strapped firmly around her chest, making her able to turn her head to the right if she needed to reach it, but it would have to be done quickly in a fight.

"Ya'll path...will be dark, young one...please...do mah a favor...a promise that ya sister herself broke, little filly...don't let the demons take ya." Applejack shouted as a sob escaped her throat as she turned around, wanting to leave but hoping to give her one last piece of aid, something that she would need for her travels.

"And Sweets...ya'll are welcome to come over to the farm to get a long, more adapted stick for ya'll blade when ya have time off...if Ah'm still thinking of the correct time that ya have to stay...and please, don't let yourself get killed for that jewel around your neck...it's very important...but not as much as ya." Applejack whispered as she to walked towards the corner of the night and allowed darkness to swallow her completely, leaving the small white furred filly to herself...and her demon.

Sweetie Belle ignored Scootaloo as she laughed hard on the mudded, soaked ground, leaving no imprints on the soil as she coughed before staring at her best friend with a large grin on her face as Sweetie Belle picked up the scythe in her mouth, then with much difficultly, she was able to get it into her sheath before she ran towards some area to get dry, and to clear her mind of what she must do next.

"Yo, don't tell me you believe in that crazy SHIT Sweets, she was bucking pulling your leg, we know that...COME ON!" Scootaloo shouted after the unicorn as she ignored her again and with a roll of her eyes, her grin never leaving her face, Scootaloo followed after the filly that would cause a wake of carnage and death among her path...with every hoofstep she took.

The pair began their travels walking from Ponyville into the forest that would turn into an open field then the mountains themselves with time, being stopped by none of the civilians as she ignored the rain pouring down her fur and the mocking or rather jokes that Scootaloo was trying to tell her, snorting once or twice to get water from out of her nose and shaking her head to rid her face of it, noticing that her scythe was rather heavy now that she had to fully carry it, not even given a saddlebag for food or medical reasons.

After a few hours walk in the night to get away from Ponyville and not even a goodbye to Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle stopped under an old oak tree, hoping to get some rest from the horrible and really dark night she's been having.

"Best get some sleep you weak slut, we got a long travel if we want to meet this bad ass mare we heard about, she can teach you some good shit you know...Rainbow Dash...that's an awesome name now that I think about it, something you could never have, Sweets." Scootaloo's mocking tone was the last Sweetie Belle heard before her body gave her and her vision went black from exhaustion.

She awoke eight hours later, her coat, mane and tail completely drenched but she was in high spirits and for once...Scootaloo was gone from her sight.

With a deep breath, Sweetie Belle stood up wincing as a bolt of pain came from her right shoulder and she turned her head to see that she had forgotten to take her scythe and it's case from her body, resulting in her pain.

With a grunt, Sweetie Belle ignored it and began to walk forward, hoping to get to the mountains near Ponyville by nightfall.

After nine hours of non-stop trotting, Sweetie Belle dropped to her hunches with a loud sigh, sweat dripping down her forehead and coat as she looked above her where she rested near an apple tree, weather by luck or by fate, she did not know...nor cared.

Bucking the tree with her hind legs as hard as she could the pre-teenage filly shouted with joy as a shiny, green apple dropped to the floor and she smiled before kicking it for another, hoping to have a fine meal.

Looking at the fruit with awe, she licked her lips before taking a large bite out of the soar but incredible tasting treat, allowing her taste buds to envelope her mouth as she swallowed before taking a breath then another bite.

After she had finished her lunch and taking a long sip of water from a lake near her, Sweetie Belle sighed in content and brought her tail to the front of her body before she took out her pack of Diseased Stallion she had tucked away and taking one of them out, put them back before she lit a match with her tail then lighting the tobacco and inhaling it deeply before exhaling the grey smoke out her nose, hoping to rest a while longer before carrying on her journey.

"Yo Sweets!" a voice shouted making her wince and close her eyes hoping that it would go away and leave her be...at least for a moment more.

"Hey there, bitch...I'm talking to you, now why you got to go and ignore me like that, girl?" the blunt and rather rude voice of Scootaloo questioned as Sweetie sighed, talking another drag of her smoke as she talk while allowing the smoke to come from her mouth.