We continued to walk, and if I'm being honest, my hooves are hurting! If it weren't for the fact that I had some kind of explosive collar on my neck and that they were armed, and if I knew how to fight, then they would see what wrong they did! I guess…?

“Fucking hell, another one there,” said Dark as he shot a… is that a pony? Nonono, I mean, it does look like a pony, but not as much…

Skull replied, “I know right? Fucking ghouls everywhere, I swear if they paid for ghoul heads then we would be mil…mi…milonas.”

“Millionaires,” corrected May with a snort.

“Shut up, I know what I'm talkin’ about, smar… smat…”

“Smartass,” she corrected again and let out a loud audible laugh, while Skull blushed in embarrassment and one of the ponies they took let out a soft chuckle as well. The moment the stallion did though, his head got blown to pieces with such a force, that it scared the living hell out of me and probably the others.

“God damn it Skull, that one goes on your paycheck,” said dark purple mare, and he just turned his head around and continued walking, so did we. My hooves were hurting and my stomach was so empty, that even a book had more weight than me… I guess that makes sense somehow? Maybe.

“We're setting a camp up for the night,” said their leader and the three ponies nodded. The pony with the anger issues, Skull, was watching over us as the other two began to build up… uh, I have no idea, a portable house?

“Bet these stable ponies don't even know what tents are,” said May with a snort. “Ain’t that right, you slut!?” she had her hoof pointed towards me, and with a bit of hesitation, I nodded my head quickly and they both laughed.

After a few minutes, they finished building up some weird homes. “Y’all go in that tiny tent there,” said Skull as he pointed towards a small tent. We did as we were told, because no one wants to end up like that pony who laughed at them.

“Aaand you watch them, Skully,” said May with a chuckle.

“Fuck that, I already watched those little shits while you two were building those fucking tents!”

“Well maybe you could've done so too, but oh well – ” she tapped his head “– you got no fucking horn, dipshit!” she laughed.

“That doesn’t mean I can’t blow your head off, you whore!” with a swift and quick motion he held a gun against her head.

“Enough. Skull watches them the first three hours, then May and then Dark, got it?” said the dark green unicorn.

In unison, the three of them replied, “Yes, sir!”

***

How much time has already passed is what I wonder. I took a look around to see who else had the same misery of being taken from their home like myself. There were two ponies – one mare and one stallion. The mare, who was a pegasus, had a pretty mane. Despite being the color of black, the fact that it was designed to be curly at the end, and straight at the beginning and in the middle, made it very cute. Then there was the stallion, whose coat kinda reminded me of one of my old stallion friends from the stable, Longhorn. Kinda funny, given that he was an earth pony, and this one's a unicorn. There was something weird about him though, he was coughing quite a lot and his skin had some weird pinkish stripes all over. They both sat silently there and so did I.

A bit more time has passed and it seems the guards have swapped, now it was May who was looking after us. I honestly hate the silence, so…

“So… what are your names?” I asked them.

The mare just spread her wings which were cut at various places, and covered her face with them. That's when I saw her cutie mark, it was a dark thunderbolt with a cloud on top and a weird small circle was around the mark.

“Name’s Flaming Beat, yours?” replied the stallion dryly.

“Violet Dawn,” I replied. …And back to the awkward silence, which occasionally was interrupted by his cough or by silent whimpers coming from the pegasus.

And another few hours have passed. Honestly, at this point it felt like days. There was nothing in here, no food, no water, no one who really talks… wait, I think I heard the pegasus say something. I carefully inched closer, to not frighten the pegasus. All I could make out from it was:

“Dash…”

What was that supposed to mean? Do we have to dash, or was it someone named Dash, or…? That was just confusing me, so I sat back down and let out a soft sigh.

“I just want to go back home…” I sighed and hung my head low. We all just sat in silence again and the only thing keeping us from going mad was the occasional cough from Flaming.

When May walked away to get the next guard, no one came back, literally no one – did they have a meeting, or was it a test to see whoever will try to escape first, and that one will be killed? Honestly, it could be both options. I looked at the stallion, but he smiled – why the hell was he smiling at a time like this! He motioned his left hoof towards the entrance of the tent and there stood a mare.

“Am I late to the party?” the yellow mare asked.

Author's Note

This is just a small side story which I wanted to write, the original story of Fallout Equestria belongs to Kkat, thank you for reading the first part of my story and I'm excited to write more and I hope you're excited as well, have a good day/night everypony.

Ps. I apologise for the short length of this chapter