I hate horses. But I love Fluttershy!

Fluttershy stared in horror at it.

It was a large hulk of muscle, each vein and clogged artery was easily shown, it's knuckles were bloody from dragging them along the concrete, it's bottom jaw was missing and a small tongue hung out. And it's eyes, those small beady eyes, expressed nothing but pure hatred and hunger towards them all.

It gave a bellow, hitting its chest like a gorilla before speeding up.

Bill pulled out a Molotov and threw it right in it's path as the others shot it. Fluttershy let go of Francis and hit behind another car, watching as the bullets and flames seemed to merely make it even more angry.

"Bill, watch out!" Francis yelled as the old man was swung at. "Don't let it get too close!"

"I never thought of that!" Bill yelled back, shooting a few rounds into the Tank's shoulder. "Get some space between us and-Zoey! Watch out!"

Zoey hadn't noticed, but now she was between a wall and the Tank. It turned and ran towards her. She shot desperately at it, peppering it with her Uzi. Her eyes widened as it raised a bulky fist to the side, getting ready to swat her to the side.

At the last second, Francis spun her around and took the blow, sending them both flying in a tangle of limbs.

They stopped after a short roll, grunting in pain.

Francis rolled off her, grabbing his shotgun he leaned up with some difficulty. Zoey got up, shaking slightly from the impact on the concrete.

"Come on! My grandma hit harder than you!" Francis yelled.

It gave another roar that was cut short as it stopped and momentarily stared at the buttermilk colored pegasus hovering in front of it.

"Fluttershy! Run dammit!" Francis yelled, attempting to get up but only falling back down with a pained yell.

It was about to raise another fist when it saw her eyes, it started hitting the ground in confusion and slight pain.

"How dare you!" Fluttershy yelled. "How dare you hurt them! Sure they hurt you, but only after you tried to crush them! You should be ashamed of yourself! Bad Tank!"

It gave a roar of putrid air. The smell stinging her eyes, but she kept staring as it raged.

"Shame on you! I know you must feel angry, but that is no reason to take it out on them! Now go and think about what you've done."

It gave another roar, smashing the concrete under its fists.

"I said go!" She yelled, pointing away.

With a swift turn, it ran away. Smacking a few cars away as it fled, roaring in anger.

She set herself down and rubbed her eyes before going to Francis.

"Francis! Are you alright!" She asked. "Oh no... You back!" She gasped.

"You..." He said. "You crazy son of a bitch!" He grinned. "Now that, was badass." With a grunt, he stood up again, keeping the barrel of his gun pointing down. He stretched and bent back, with a crack his pained expression went away. "Much better..."

"Francis." Bill said. "That had to be the craziest thing I have ever seen you do. And that tops the drinking Molotov's incident."

"No, that's still the craziest thing for me." He said. "Zoey, you alright? Your turning the color of a Smoker."

Zoey shook her head, hand on her mouth before giving a thumbs-up.

"How did you do that? You managed to scare off a Tank! You scared a Tank!" Louis said.

"Oh... Um, I don't really like talking about it." Fluttershy said, hiding behind her mane. "It's called the Stare, I use it on my animals when they misbehave badly."

"Not sure what animal could deserve that." He mused.

"Um... Star-nosed Mole?" Francis suggested.

Louis face-palmed, smirking.

"Guys, I think we should get going before it comes back." Zoey said. "Oh, that really shook my stomach up."

"She's right, I'm not sure about you all, but I don't want to find out if Fluttershy can make it run away again." He reloaded his M-16. "Let's get moving."

As Louis helped Zoey along, Francis knelt down to Fluttershy, a serious expression on his face.

"Fluttershy, when I say run. Can you just run?" He asked.

"I-I'm sorry but, I may not be the Element of Loyalty, but, I'd like to think of you as my friend. And, I would never leave a friend." She said.

The bikers face relaxed slightly, giving a nod he picked her up by surprise and placed her on his back.

Zoey and the others were ahead now, and gaining speed as they saw a building up ahead; lights shining through the boarded windows, a large outline of a house with a cross in it spray-painted on one.

"Hurry up!" Bill yelled. "I'm not about to lose anyone when were a few steps from safety!"

Francis rolled his eyes as he stepped through a broken window, glass crunching underfoot as him and his companion looked around.

"I hate clothing stores." Francis said.

"It almost looks like Rarity's boutique." Fluttershy said. "I-Is that the safe-house?" She pointed at the large red door.

"Yeah. I guess it is." Francis said. "I hope it has a toilet. I hate public buildings without restroom's."

They all entered, Louis closing the bar behind them.

Fluttershy looked around, curious at everything.

There was a gun rack with a M-16, pump action shotgun and a hunting rifle. On a table lay a large pile of ammo, and four red med-kits. On the wall were multiple messages, nearly all of them to family or friends.

"Alright," Bill said, walking up to a map on the wall. "We need to get to Mercy Hospital." He re-lit a cigarette. "Here's what we've got to do."