Heart Souls: The Loss of Harmony

Five ponys walked the edge of the Macintosh Hills as they escaped from Appleoosa.

At the front, the mapper leads the way; at the center, the looter grabs as many resources as he can while the first aider assists him. Meanwhile, a unicorn tags along, as there is no home to go back to. At the very back of the group, the detective would snuggle and harass the healer with her seduction.

" Colt, do you even know what you're doin?"
The looter asked. The mapper.

" Being a coward, apparently. And stop calling me colt."

The mapper was surely no colt, but his age does not fit his description, as he looked quite young and short.

" Then what should I call you?"

" Just call me Quilt. There is no need to hide our names from each other. The system barely exists, and who is to say that it still does? We might've died millions of years ago, and there won't be any princess there to kill us for revealing our names."

"You know it's not about her killin us for breaking the rules, right? It's the promise we made and the dangers it'll present to everyone if we give our names," the looter explained.

" That bullshit again, you say that, but who are we putting in danger? The ones we loved who probably died a decade or so? Or perhaps they lived and are in a hellish position like what happened to her?" She pointed at the unicorn.

The meek unicorn would be shocked and confused as to why she got involved in their conversation; hence, she would just bow down at him.

"And let's not forget how we treated the earth pony knight. If the system is everything, then he outranked us. Why then did we treat him that way, huh?"

The looter knight could not reply. This too would reach everyone's ears and questioned themselves. But the detective knight is more curious in this conversation; she ended up stopping her aggression towards the healer, which gave him room to breathe.

" Tsk, the name's Treasure. Just call me Tress."

The looter knight gave in and revealed his name.

"Mine is Tapper." The first-aid knight joined in.

The healer would be next.

"Mine is Cross."

The detective knight would go wide-eyed as her loved one's name was revealed to her.

" Cross... How lovely," the detective knight mumbled.

Everyone waited for her turn, but it seems that their stare confused her.

"... Oh, me? Ohh...." The knight replied meekly. She'd lower her head and look at the ground.

" No, it's okay. You don't have to give us your name. It's our own free will that we gave our own away. I respect your decision; no one is forcing anyone here." The healer reassured her.

This deeply made the detective Knight's heart flutter and beat hard for the Healer.

She grabbed ahold of him and explained.

" It's not that I don't want to give my name away; it's because I don't have any."

This revelation shocked everyone.

" I am of lower rank after all and was born into knighthood with no lineage. I didn't even get the chance to rank up and be blessed with a name from the Princess herself." She was ashamed throughout her speech.

" Perhaps I am not worthy for you, sir Cross?" Her eyes in tears.

He could only hug the nameless knight.

"Well, that's a revelation," Treasure reacted. "And how about you, miss?" He asked the unicorn.

She then bowed her head once more without speaking.

" Don't tell me that Equestria regressed to the point where no one knows how to talk anymore?" Treasure was a bit annoyed by the unicorn at this point.

She'd see that and would not wish to disappoint them.

" T-then if you allow me, o lord-ds, will you allow this slave to be given a name?" The frail unicorn, shaken and afraid, bravely spoke up to Treasure.

"Wait, what now?"

" She said to give her a name." Tapper answered.

" No! Why would I!?"

" Because she's your slave."

" When!?"

" Just now, apparently."

" How!?"

"Don't ask me! Do I look like a slave trader?"

The unicorn would cry at this point; her cries are like those of a child who got abandoned.

" Look what you've done. You can't just take her and throw her away. What a cruel slave owner!" Tapper continued to tease Treasure.

" Stop that!" He looks at the unicorn and could not help but agree to this weird situation he got himself into.

" FINE! Just dont get in my way okay!" The flustered knight yelled.

Tapper would talk to the slave and reassure her that Treasure would be a good master.

" He seems scary and all, but he's really a big softy on the inside. You'll be fine; you'll grow into it."

The slave would just bow down in respect towards Tapper as her reply.

" Such a humble mare.... You should name your new wife Treasure."

" You... Fuck around and find out what awaits you, prick."

Tapper knew he had crossed the line and quietly raised his hands in submission.
" Hey, she's all yours, mate."

He'd look at the mare once more and could not find a name to give her.

He'd have a flashback to his grandmother, whom he cherished greatly.

" Find the apple of one's eyes. And be blessed, my love."

This gave him calm and comfort as he remembered her grandmother.

" Apple... Uhmm, because you came from Appleoosa, it's great to remember where you came from."

" T-thank you, my lord." Apple bowed down graciously to her new master.

" Stop calling me Lord; we might be lax with the rules regarding our knighthood, but calling me Lord is a no. Call me by my name instead, and if that still troubles you, sir would be fine." He blushed a bit.

" You guys get all the luck," Tapper jealously replied.

" This world gives more mysteries than answers," the mapper frustrated. "We might as well not be in Equestria; how long have we been asleep?"

" Pretty much to the point that we have no idea how the world works anymore, I guess," Cross answered.

Meanwhile, the nameless knight still clings dearly to Cross with puppy eyes. " Would you not wish to give me a name?"

" Please, i do not think of you as a slave; we are of equal."

" Then I'd rather be one, just to get a chance to be named by you."

"Well, we don't need to get to that point. If you so wish, then please let's pick your name together. Perhaps that would be more appealing?"

She'd give him a great big hug once more and assault her with a kiss.

" I gave an order..."

Everyone was shocked at the voice they heard in front of their path.

There, the white knight who burns in purple flame stood, her wings opened; blocking their path.

She points her sword at the one who was in front.

" Wait! It's not what-" STAB!

Quilt was able to dodge enough to avoid hitting his heart, but ended up hitting his shoulder. Her speed was able to topple Quilt down to the ground.

He squirms in pain as he is pinned to the ground with her sword.

The rest would try to approach and stop her, but the flap of her burning wings was hot enough to stop and push them back.

"Who gave you orders to move?" She glared at them.

" Disobedience. As your leader, I must set things right. I must set an example for you." She looked down on Quilt. And slowly drag her sword, which is still stabbed at his shoulder, towards his heart.
The slow and painful travel of the sword would make Quilt scream in pain and fear.

The rest were stunned and shocked at what has become. Are they going to let this happen? The rest could not move, except for one.