Nothing Dies

Chapter 1. A story ends to let another begin...

A battlefield littered with corpses sets our scene, explosions going off in the distance can only be faintly seen due to the thick black smog which comes with war, the air tainted with the blood of the fallen could be easily smelt, but we are not here to admire the scenery no, we are here to know where our hero is.

“Come on stay with me!” *Ah that sounds like him, I wonder where he is. Ah there he is.*

A perfect circle was made in the grave yard of the fallen, nothing was inside of it apart from our hero and a woman whom he was clutching in his arms, and they were both losing a lot of blood, they were also missing large parts of their skin and clothing.

“Sol it’s going to be okay like it always is”

“No! It’s not! Just look at you” Sol said tears streaming from his eyes “Please don’t leave me Jade”

“I haven’t seen you cry this much when your sister died” Jade said in a weak and fragile voice “Do I really mean that much to you?”

“Of course you do, that’s why I don’t want you to go”

“Am sorry Sol, but I think you’re going to have to deal with the rest yourself” As Jade said that her eyes closed and didn’t reopen, her body went stiff and her hands dropped to the floor and stayed there.

“Um, so it’s just us two now Sol” Came a voice from be hide Sol, *looks like we have a new visited.*

Sol turned around still kneeling on the floor and still holding onto Jade’s body, he swiped one of his hands around to reveal a gun and pointed it directly at where the voice came from, the smog masked this new arrival and all Sol could see was a shadow standing up, but the way the figure was standing Sol could guess that he too was holding a gun and pointing it at him.

“If you think you can kill me Pa you have another thing coming” Sol said with sadness still stuck in his throat.

“On the contrary, this little bullet here was personal hand crafted to kill you” Pa replied from the darkness of the smog “And you’ll lost too much blood, your emotions are all over the place and to top it all off you don’t have your stupid blade with you. I know am going to die but you never do, you always live, and you always survive but this time you’re not going to”.

“Is that why you killed our sister? Because I wouldn’t die” Sol asked, but he didn’t give Pa enough time to respond before he said something else “What do you think mom and dad would say if they could see you know?”

“What they would say, they would say well done son, you finally killed the plague that haunted our household all this time” Pa said with pride “Besides it doesn’t matter now, there dead and will soon be joining them”.

A few minutes past both of them holding their ground waiting for something, something that would allow them to start but before then they were both staring at each other though the thick blackened smog still holding on to there guns, explosions still went off in the distance they were caused by some sort of cannon and quite frankly neither of them cared, they only thing they were bothered about was which one of them was going to die first, then suddenly an explosion happened directly above them blasting the smog and bodies around them far away but neither of them flinched but they

merely just pulled the trigger on their respected guns which caused a sound that ripped though the air.

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*Well that was certainly interesting. So you now know who our hero is and where he came from but you don’t live in the past you live in the present. So I wonder where he wondered off to, ah there he is what is he doing there?*

“I wonder how much blood I loosed” Sol whispered to himself as he struggled to limp through the thick undergrowth of a jungle that he somehow wondered into and the sun wasn’t making it any easier for him. But on the other hand now that he was out of the black smog he could finally asses his injuries.

He decided to stop and looked down in order to see his bare feet; well one of them, he was missing his left foot it was just a blood stained stump and his right foot wasn’t doing any better, he was missing his big toe and there was a large hole in the centre of the foot as well ‘must of gotten it from when I kicked that spear’ He thought to himself. He proceeded to work his way up and examined his legs next, his left one was covered in blood and was missing a large chunk, but the right one only had a large gashes stretching across it, he then realised that he still had his shorts on he also realised that they were crimson red, they were pure black when he got them.

He was about to lift up his shirt to see if his torso was still intact but a certain growl caught his attention, he looked up to see a wolf completely made up of branches and sticks, it’s eyes were glowing a magical green colour and it mouth was ajar and it look very hungry, Sol brought up his hands only to figure out he couldn’t move his left arm only the right one, he looked down only to see that the major mussels were missing in his arm “That’s not good” Sol said to himself “Luckily I only need one” .

He brought up his right arm which was holding a staff of some sorts, it was simply a straight piece of honey coloured wood with lines carved on the top to act like a sort of handle, the rest of it had blobs of brown paint and blood splattered all over it, he threw it in the air only to catch on the handle part and point it directly towards the branch wolf ‘Not a good name but it will do’.

The wolf charged towards Sol and shoot directly towards the sky, it held a claw above its twisted head and brought it down on Sol. However the claw didn’t make contact with Sol but rather his staff which was held high above his head, he whipped his arm to the right which caused the wolf to tumble over, it cried in some sort of pain, as it managed to bring itself to its paw it brought the one that made contact with the staff to its face, its eyes widened as it could see a cleanly cut line on its paw, it looked towards where Sol was standing only to see thin air.

“You shouldn’t of dropped your guard” Sol said from behind the wolf, he held the staff pointed towards the back of the wolfs head, he was about to impale the creature when suddenly a bark from a shadow of a nearby tree drew his attention, he looked only to see that the strange creature brought some friends.

“Well this is going to be fun”

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“Are you sure your okay with staying way out here?” Twilight asked Discord as they and the other mane 6 walked and trotted though the Everfree forest.

“Yes am going to be perfectly fine” Discord replied “Besides I had a castle somewhere in here when I ruled Equestria you know”

“Wait you mean that old grey castle which housed the elements of harmony?” Twilight asked.

“Um maybe, I don’t know. When Celestia imprisoned me in stone she might have used it to house the elements, cleaver hide them in the one place I would look last” Discord said as he slid over a fallen tree. The others either hopped or flew over it.

They continued walking down the path that was worn out over the eons until something caught their attention, they could hear a bunch of wolfs howling and crying off in the distance of the forest, they could also hear something shouting ‘come on you bloody twigs’, yeah it sounded like that.

“What the hell was that” Rainbow was the first to speak.

“I don’t know but it sound like some pony needs our help” Twilight said already taking off and diving into the thick undergrowth, shortly followed by the rest minus Fluttershy and Discord.

“What’s the matter Flutters “Discord asked Fluttershy.

She was cowarding behind her long pink mane like she always did “I...I don’t want to go, what if something like a Timberwolf were to attack us?” She said in her sweat innocence voice.

“Well” Discord said as he somehow appeared below Shy and was now carrying her on his snake like back “If that does happen I’ll protect” He said as he raised a fist into the air and giving off a heroic pose “Okay?”

“...Okay”

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‘Damn there coming out the wood work, well technique they are bu-‘A swipe from his right caused him to lose focus , he spun on his stump off a foot and swiped his staff around cracking the leafpelt over its wooden head ‘Still working on the name but for now’.

He stopped flaying himself around and platted his foot and stump onto the ground; he somehow ended up in a clearing, he was surround by the damn things,he counted at least 50. The problem was that he was still dripping blood from his previous injuries and these things weren’t making things any easier; he didn’t even know how much damage was done to his torso but he carried on nonetheless, he brought his staff out towards him placing it in front of him, he tightened his grip around the handle and was prepared for them.

They were also prepared they managed to surround him in a circle and completed trapped. They were growling and dripping green saliva all over the ground, they were placing their paws in front of one another inching ever closer to their target, they were about to pounce onto the creature but a bright flash accrued causing them to revert their eyes, when the light died down and they turned back to the centre he was gone and only a pile of his blood remain.

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