Lifting a Soul

Shocking Truth

"That was... Amazing..." I whispered as I twitched a bit. I was on top of Amabel. I was Breathing heavily, body covered in sweat and probably not a virgin anymore. I felt a bit dizzy after pumping my private part into her private part, if you know what I mean.

"Not bad for a... Stallion." Amabel replied with a weird grin on her face.

"Well... It is my first time though." I chuckled as I got off on top of her. I laid down beside her on the bed, and then wiped the sweat off of my face.

"Then it is an honor for me, since I was your first." Amabel smirked. I gazed back at Amabel. Her mane covering a bit of her still bushing face.

"Well not for me because I am your second, or maybe even third, remember when you told that you paid a stallion just for a night?" I rolled my eyes.

"I was just joking, but besides, yours was better." I sighed at what she just said. "Don't believe me?"

"Why would I believe you? No need to be shy, telling me that Samphy was the best one you had." I jested.

"Well you do look a bit like him, so it kind of made it better for me." Amabel chuckled.

"Oh come on, I don't look like him." I protested.

"How can you tell if you don't even know what he looks like?" Amabel raised her eyebrow with a grin on her face.

"Just a guess, but I know that I don't look like him." my face blushed a bit.

"Anyway, if you say that Samphy is better... Then why not prove that you are better than him?" Amabel placed her hoof on my chest.

"Later, and besides, you still haven't seen the whole photo album yet." I removed her mane that is blocking her eyes. Amabel let out a disapproving grunt, but I didn't mind. I picked up the photo album on the floor. Our actions might have caused the album to fall on the floor. "So let's start on the second page again." I flipped out the pages onto the second page. "So this is me and my broth-," I was cut off by Amabel.

"Are you sad yet?" I gave Amabel a confused look.

"Anyway, my mother always told me that I looked more like her and my brother looked more like my father. But still, I couldn't tell if my brother looked like my father since I don't have any pictures of my father here." I gave Amabel a sheepish smile. "So this is me now when I was a colt." I pointed a picture of me with a mare standing beside me, giving a warm smile in front of the camera.

"Is she your mother?" Amabel asked as she pointed the mare on the picture. The mare with a white fur and black mane and tail. I simply nodded. "You really do look a bit like her." Amabel smiled at me. I moved on to the next page.

"This is my old kindergarten class picture." I pointed a picture of me, standing at the right side with a bunch of colts and fillies. The only thing awkward in the picture is that all of the students in the picture are happy, except for me, who is just standing there while giving out a confused look. "This are my old classmates, and this is berry." I pointed a familiar earth pony, standing at the left side. "Now let's mo-." I was cut off by Amabel, again.

"Wait, what section where you in Ponyville kindergarten?" Amabel asked as she pointed a filly, standing near our teacher.

"Section blueberry, why do you ask?"

"Because I am here in the picture." my jaw dropped as soon as I saw Amabel when she was still a filly.

"Does that mean we're classmates in kindergarten?" Amabel nodded. "Does that mean you also insulted me when I was still in kindergarten?" I leaned closer to Amabel.

"What!? Of course not." Amabel gave out a shock expression.

"Oh really?" I raised an eyebrow at her.

"Well... I did left a note at the table of a familiar colt." Amabel looked away while bumping her fore hooves together.

"What does the note say?"

"I-I... For-forgot!" Amabel yelled.

"Come on, tell me already." I placed my fore hooves on her shoulders.

"Okay, it is written in the note that you are a weird colt!" Amabel covered her face with her fore hooves and then closed her eyes. I just stared blankly at Amabel. She peeked out a bit, just enough to get a view of my face. After a few seconds a broke the silence.

"That's harsh." I muttered. I slowly removed my hooves off of Amabel's shoulders.

"We were still young that time, there is no need to be angry just because of that." Amabel gave out a sheepish smile.

"How could I not be angry? If it weren't for ponies like you, I would have made a lot of friends!" I yelled in frustration. I finally lost my temper. "You're one of those ponies that influence the others so that you could ruin somepony else's life!" Amabel's smile, slowly turned into a frown. I tried to calm myself down. "I just couldn't take it anymore." I laid the album down and then stood up. I walked towards the door and then twisted the knob. Berry fell in front of me as soon as the door opened. "What are you doing here?" I asked Berry. Berry stood up on his hooves and then faced me.

"I was going to tell you that we finished cleaning your living room." said Berry. "But it looks like I came in just in a wrong time." Berry backed away slowly. "I overheard you saying that you wanted more friends then just us, I guess that we should be now leaving." Berry walked downstairs.

"Hey wait!" I yelled as I watched Berry head downstairs. I gazed back at Amabel. "See what you've done? I lost my friend Berry because of you!" I again yelled at Amabel. Amabel finally lost her patience. She stood up from the bed and then ran past me. She rushed downstairs. It took a few seconds before I realized what I have just done. "This isn't what I've wanted." I quickly ran downstairs, hoping to find Amabel and my friends at the living room, but all I saw was an empty room. "Oh no." I said to myself as my heart started to pound. I quickly went towards the door and then opened it. I was shocked by the presence of Samphy.

"Oh sorry, didn't mean to scare you but, I just couldn't wait for tomorrow." Samphy said with a sheepish smile. "So what's with the hurry?"

"Amabel, she ran away." I replied.

"She did what!?" Samphy jumped out of shock. "What happened?"

"I kind of yelled at her because of my temper." my head dropped

"You really did get the temper of our father." Samphy whispered. I slowly raised my head in confusion.

"What did you say?" I raised my eyebrow.

"Since we're in a big situation, might as well tell you something." Samphy leaned closer to me. "I'm your brother." my jaws dropped. I didn't noticed that he looked like my brother on the photo album. The green mane and tail, the green eyes and the brown fur. "I know that it is shocking but it is true. From the first time I saw you, I knew that you were my brother. I saw the face of our mother when I saw you."

"Bu-but how could this be? How could you be my brother?"

"I'll tell you when after we find Amabel." I nodded. We rushed away from my house, in search for Amabel.