Blue faith

Home.

A place of safety and warmth. A foundation built upon the hopes and dreams of the future and what it might be truly capable of later on. Home is many things to many different people,

But to Olmon?

Home is underneath a sewage pipe that reeks of piss and shit along with the bodies of those that stuck close to him.

That's home.

At least part of it.

For the most part, he managed to find a small clearing that looked somewhat clean along with a solid surface that isn't covered in deep dark dirty water that was filled with things he didn't tend to dwell on.

Not unless wanted to throw up.

Then again he saw and experienced so many things that his heart hardened and grew numb to reality he doesn't want to think about it. Doesn't want to dwell on the screams and the scent of burnt flesh.

He doesn't want to think.

God, he doesn't want to think,

And yet his mind doesn't stop.

The whispers of the ponies behind him are the only thing he's barely keeping notes of. They still might try and kill him but Olmon doesn't care. If they do he'll be sure to drag them into the abyss that was his hell.

"it smells terrible down here."

Flitter coughs covering her nose. The stench alone was almost overpowering to the mare's sense. She figured that the human had a hideout of some sort and she did theorize that it was either outside of town or straight under their nose.

She severely hoped that it was the former.

Unfortunately, it seems as if her hope wasn't enough.

Cloud snorts.

"in times like these, it's good to be nose blind."

"that's not fair! You were born that way!"

Cloud smirks.

"Exactly."

In response, Flitter sticks her tongue out in dismay.

Only to recoil in disgust.

"ugh! I can practically taste it!"

The sound of her sister's laugh did nothing to ease her suffering.

"We're here."

The human stops.

In front of him looked to be near empty solid space. The only thing that was present appeared to be a sleeping bag and canned goods.

The twins frowned.

They at least expected a little more in terms of decoration,

And yet.

"don't touch my stuff."

With that Olmon makes his way over to his limited supplies and started counting.

"This can't be it!"

Flitter whispers to her sister. The look on her face was a mixture of shock something akin to rage. However, it wasn't directed at Olmon or her sister.

Chaser sighed.

They should have expected something like this. Still, it deeply saddens her to know that he truly had nothing to look back on or remember his old life.

"I know, I know, but regardless it's not our place to take interest in. For now, all we can do is figure out what to do."

Flitter goes silent for a moment.

"What about the others?"

Cloud shakes her head.

"No way, we can't ask them to risk their lives. Not after everything that happened."

Flitter atoms her hoof.

"Exactly! We risked it all for a cause and they would be thrilled to know that it wasn't in vain. As well as realizing that there was still a cause to fight for."

Cloud grits her teeth.

"you're asking them to risk their lives even after barely escaping capital punishment?"

Flitter stares into her sister's eyes. Her gaze was something her sister was far too familiar with. It wasn't one she was born with. Rather it was something that stuck with the mare ever since she saw how humanity was truly treated. A look that followed her even after the war and the demise of her colt friend that fell because of it.

It was a look of a mare who had enough.

"ill do this either with you or without you."

Cloud sighed.

Oh, how she let her twin and her own set of morality get the better of her.

Still, it was ironic.

Especially considering that Flitter was the oldest among the two.

The sound of someone laughing caused the two ponies to jump.

They turn. Only to see the human standing before them with a hand covering his mouth. The look on his face was highly concerning the two mares.

Especially from the look in his eyes.

After a moment the laughing ceased and the human just stared at them.

The twins glanced at one another.

"Are you trying to get more ponies to get more ponies to kill me?"

"What?! No! Flitter quickly stated.

"we are just talking about other ponies we know who want to help just as much as we do" Cloud explained calmly.

His gaze tore into their soul.

"I'm always paying attention, and I promise you I never look away.

Flitter was confused by his wording. Especially since he looked away moments ago while checking over his supplies. Regardless she nods as well with Chaser who gave an affirmative.

The human merely stares back before allowing them to speak alone once more.

However, not long after that, the sounds of hoof steps echoed causing them to tense.

All except for Olmon.

"She's here."

Flitter blinked in confusion.

"who's here?

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Sewers.

Maud hated sewers.

Then again she wasn't the only one.

Regardless Maud followed the sound of taking voices. However, when said voices suddenly went silent the Earth pony realized that this could be a bad sign. However, turning away now seems counterproductive so she continued.

After entering a small but clear area Maud looks around. Only to see nothing that piqued her interest.

At least to the naked eye.

Upon feeling a weird sensation around her throat Maud began mentally counting backward from five.

It wasn't long before something large wrapped its hands around her throat pushing her up against the wall and leaving her hooves dangling in the air.

"what do you want?"

Maud blinked locking eyes with the human. As well as noticing the two
pegasi in the background.

Ah, from what she's feeling it seems that her life might be on the line.

Maud smiles.

"Hello."