sinners and saints

Hello,My name is not important what is that this is a story about a young stallion and his quest to find his love. What he dosent know is that im going to watch him try and survie.This story is going to be in the eyes of a sinner and his lovely mate the saint one is tanted but one doesnt know that there mate is a sinner.So lets get started but first lets tell you the name of our sinner and saint,There names are Zeth and Fluttershy.

           "Ah my head!" zeth said as he woke up from the black out he had last night."Man,Pinkie can sure as hell throw one hell of a party." he looked around and saw that nopony was there."What the there was over fifty ponys here last night and I know none of them went home!" he looked around agian and saw that wasent his only promblem.

           "What the were am I?" he was in a ruined old hotel room and it didnt feel right"How the hell did I get here I was with the girls last night." he got a worred face."If I was with the girls and all of those ponies then there here to and with the vibe im getting from this place thats not a good thing."

          So,he started to walk out of the hotel and he saw that the hotel was in even more ruines."Damn,this place has been through hell and back".He looked at the desk he couldnt make out what desk it was but it was a desk.He saw a saddle bag on the desk with a letter on it,the letter said

          "Dear zeth, Its fluttershy and me and the girls are scared.We woke up in a strange world and it really scary.I really need you but you didnt wake up with us so we went to go find you.I left you this saddle bag with some supplies you will need.Please find me and the girls we are all scared I love you.

                                                    ~Fluttershy

           He opened up the left saddle bag."Lets see,bandeges,diinfectend,gauzes,and painkillers? how the hell did she get those,Never mind lets see what is in the other one," he looked in the other one and found a map,a lighter,and something strange."A glock what would I need this for and how did she get this?"

           He soon found out,he was jumped by a blure."What the hell get of AAAAAAAA!" the creater bite into his flesh and riped it right out."AH you little basturd im going to get you for that!" He pulled out the glock with his magic and shoot it five times in the head."Little basturd." he said in a low voice,he looked at his wound."Damn,this thing stinges I better get this patched up.".After pacthing up his wound he looked at the map that he had snd it looked like it wanted him to go to room 121.

           "Room 121,thats not to far I atill better keep my guard up I dont want one of those things attacking me again." as he started to walk he started to get a feeling of remebrice of the hotel."Why do I feel like I know this place,anyway im here lets see whats behin-".When he opened the door he was attacked by the smell of death and that was a smell he knew well.

           But,that wasent what made him stop.He stopped because of the body of the pony that was makeing the smell.He started to walk over to see if his answer was right.The ponys mane,coat,and tail colure were pink,and he only knew on pony with pink as there colour.He stuterd but finnly said something "P-P-Pinkie?"