Endless Night

On the misty hills of The Borderlands, the birds stir. A gunshot can be heard; echoing down the imposing mountans like a crack of thunder. A young colt is running through the trees; face red with panic. He turns back at uneven intravils, checking for the presuer that lay just out of sight. After looking too long behind himself, the colt trips on a rased tree root. Hitting the ground with a strong momentum; the wind is knocked clean out of his lungs. Gasping for air, the distressed pegasus crawls on the ground. You may ask "Why in the hell is this pony running? Why dosent he fly?" His wings have been viciously mangled; with twigs and thorns pretruding their enrawed skin. Mucus runs down the colts face; mixing with the tears on his visage. He backs to a tree, and puts his head in his legs. His chest is heaving madly, and the pegasus is hypervenilating. "Why so sad Crystal? I just want to play!" The toying voice whisps through the branches; seeming to come from everywhere at once. "I even brought you some toys to play with!" With this statement; the presuer reveals itself. A small filly stumbles out into the clearing; carrying a mortar in its hooves. A large portion of her skull is missing; and the grey glob of her brain protrudes out. Blood is smeared down her coat which is dulled by a presumed explosion. The colt backs further to the tree, pushing himself up its trunk. The little pegasus smiles to him, signaling for him to come to her level. "Come here big brother! I got a present for you!" The colt resentfully plays along with the game, and lowers his head to hear her out. The filly screaches with delight; and rams the explosive down his throat. The pegasus reels back in terror, not knowing how to respond to this action. She leaps onto his chest, bringing him down to the frozen ground. Flicking open a small metal object, she ignites the spark. The pleading look in the colt's eyes only gives sick pleasure to the undead pegasus. "Now, its YOUR turn!" The filly lifts her head, her giggleing turning into a full-on hysterical cackle.

Fluttershy quickly turns her head to the sound of a distant explosion; and as quickly dismisses it. "Where did you say we were going, Twilight?" The uneased unicorn contimplates the legitamicy of this question, and turns her attention to the mountans to the east. "The elder lives in those mountans. We should consult him about this unknown enemy." Silver turns from his conversation-arugment with Rainbow and acknowliges the mare. "The Borderlands? Are you fuckin' crazy bitch? Do you have any clue how motherfuckin' big those mountans are? They scrape the exosphere! No pegasus has flown that high and come back; much less WALK!" Pinkie Pie breaks the tension between the two with her normaly abnormal aditude. "Guys! The elder just lives at the bottom. I could run there if there wer'nt so many trees!" Applejack signals for Pinkie to be quiet; but she is too into describing her trips to the house. "....And theres this BIG tower that was built by all the ponies in ponyville! Can you imagine? Just thinking about lifting one of those massive bricks makes my back hurt!" The pony stops walking; seeming to have a massive weight on her sholders. Grunting with imaginary effort; the pony lags behind the other six. Rarity turns to the childish mare; and makes a terse remark. "Stop playing Pinkie! We have a serious mission on our.... hooves" The pink pony straightens her back; and runs up to the side of the complaining unicorn. Putting on an teasingly serious expression; Pinkie walks as if she were in a line of solders, bringing her legs up in exaderated lockstep. Rarity sighs; turning back to the other unicorn of the group. "Twilight, what in His name would you hope to learn from a mountan stallion? Their not even good in bed i've heard!" "Shut the fuck up, Rarity" Applejack shoves the unicorn to emphasize her seriousness. "Look who's talking, cousin-fucker!" The pony looks suprisidly at the reviling unicorn. "Pardon me, what was that you said?" The unicorn looks away, turning her head to the inquiring pony. "Oh, nothing." With this lie, Applejack lays into the mare. Punching her straight into the temple, the pony levels the mare on the ground. Jumping onto the grounded unicorn, Applejack proceeds to beat the insulting pony. Landing hit after hit into the mares face; blood sprays from bolth Rarity's face and Applejack's hoof. Applejack looks directly into the mares mangled face. "Take it back?" Rarity pauses for a second, and opens her mouth. Instead of an apoligy; a squirt of spit and blood hits the assulting pony's face. "Never." Just as the pony prepares to end her life; two pink arms wrap around her torso. Feeling the gentle strenght of Pinkie hold her from the finishing blow, aimed directly for the nose, the Pony struggles to be free. Fluttershy brings herself between the two; moving Rarity to a further location, further from the pony that she had seriously pissed off.

Back on the road again, the seven begin their quest once more. Pinkie Pie carries the wounded Rarity on her back; of whom's face is bound in white bandages. Applejack wears the leather stocking on her right-front hoof like a cast, protecting the bandages she also dons. Rainbow Dash now walks between the two; ready to diffuse any converstation that may happen between the two. Twilight Sparkle leads in front; talking intermittently to Fluttershy, who is hovering next to her. Silver Blade has rushed ahead; taking the chance to separate himself from the quarreling group. Twilight mumbles back to the watching pegasus. "Reliable friend you got there. Where the hell'd you even find that douchebag?" Rainbow looks down, and begins her story. "When I was about 10, I got lost in Bujabea, the Skycity. I had no goddamn clue where I was, and the tall buildings sure as hell wernt helping. Eventually, I had wandered myself into a dark alley; and saw a light comming from one of the doors. I opened it, wondering if someone was there that could help me. It just so happened that this place was in the happenings of a whack, and I had just walked into a mob murder. Mind you; its pretty fuckin' traumitizing to walk into a slaughtershow like that. Three people dead. Dead. Dead with blood spewing from bullet holes in their chests and heads. I screamed; drawing attention to myself inadvertintly. One of the younger stallions; by the name of Joseph, told me that I had seen nothing. He pulled out a gun; and began to load it. I cried, begging not to be killed. Then, from the corner of the room; comes a small, energetic colt. He bounces up and down at the sight of me; and asks the man if he could play with me. That boy is Silver Blade. His father spared me because his son had no friends. Eventually, I came to find out that Joseph wasent realy as much a fuckin' psycho as people made him to be. One day; me and Silver went back to his house to find his father drowning in his own blood. Apperently, he owed the mafia a shit load of money, and so Joseph Blade overdosed on Heroin. His last words were; 'Please, dont let him be alone' So, I take care of this inseffrible prick because A) He's an orphan, B) I made a pomise to the mob, and C), I think I like him" Twilight looks at the ensaddend mare with suprise. "So; Silver Blade's a mobster?" Rainbow thanks silently that her last remark was unheard; and answers the inquiring pony. "No, his father was. He's just a damn orphan with an ego of god" Twilight looks forward once again. "You better tell your orphan lover-boy to get his ass over here! He's gonna get himself killed!" Rainbow awakes from her memories to see the colt, without any regard, at least three-hundred yards from them. Silver appeared to be breaking down a door on a rickity shack. "Yo, Silver! Slow the fuck down! Wait for us!" The pony flaps her wings, getting ready to dart tward him. Twilight telikeniticly grabs hold of her tail; preventing the attempt. "Let the bugger try"

Splinters fly from the rotted door as the hopefull colt lands kick after kick. Finaly suceeding in his attempt of entry; Silver Blade walks into the domicile. An old fireplace is the only stable thing in this lean-to; appearidly built by young children to play in. A small metal box lay on an oaken table, with a gold emblem on the top. Silver picks the box up, examining it for any openings. Finding a small handle, he proceeds to tear at the side. "Need some help, sugarcube?" The colt turns to see Applejack, standing in the battered doorway. He begrugingly hands the box to the mare; not knowing how else to open it. She takes one long look at it, and presses the handle. Twisting it; she pulls a drawer from the box. Inside of the drawer lay two Skeleton keys and a black-and-white of somepony and his wife. Silver looks immeaditly all around for a cabnet or drawer to use the keys on; but Applejack looks at them, remembering somthing. Remenecing an old memory; she looks at the tattered carpet. Bingo. The rug has the distinctive three green apples of the Apple Farmers; Applejack's decendents. She pushes the carpet to the far side of the room; unveiling the door to a cellar. As the other five file into the room, she turns the key in the lock. A bolt can be heard clunking inside the cast-iron door, and she lifts the door. What they find in the root cellar amazes them all. Barrels and barrels of hops and Ale line the walls, and a pantry with bakery produce stands in the back. Dumbfounded beyond belief, the seven walk down the hall. Another large Oaken table stands lone in the middle, acompanyed by four chairs. Pinkie Pie stares in disbelief at the pure varity of baked goods lining the walls, just separated from her by glass. Putting Rarity on the ground next to the table, she walks down the rows of food. Rainbow and Silver dash for the seats, not wanting to lose the option to sit down. Twilight takes the third seat; taking the time to record her findings in her diary. Applejack eyes the building in awe, slowly feeling the ages-old barrels of Ale. "How old you think this place is, A.J?" Applejack replies to Rainbow. "Very. Prob' built round' th' first retribution" Rainbow jumps out of her chair. "No fuckin' way! Thats like two hundred years ago!" Applejack lifts one of the barrels, and rubs the brass emblem. Clear as day, it states in bold font "Brokeback farm. 3464 C.D" Twilight's jaw drops at this discovery; and she immeaditly opens a scroll and starts to wright about it. Applejack places the barrel on the ground, and asks them all a question. "So. Who wants th' first drink?"

Later on, around midnight, the seven are having the time of their lives. Pinkie Pie is drunkidly dancing atop the table; shouting in some unknown language to the others. Rarity, Applejack, Rainbow, and Silver sit in the chairs, having as decent a conversation one can have slobbering drunk. "Applejchk, I aways wanted'a tella tha like ya and I wanna fuck' ya and all th' shit" Rainbow brings her arm up to grab Applejack around the sholder, but accedently hits her in the face. The pony turns to her companion; completely unaware that she was just socked straight in the face. "Rainbow, I love ya'. I do. Ant' I wanna fucka' too. But Ima too damn drunk to stand up. So'I guez therll be no fuck'n t'nigt" Rarity laughs at the two trying to stand herself. Silver is the only sober pony of the group; finding that drooling on himself isnt quite fun. He watches as Twilight starts to kiss Fluttershy; thinking that she is her long-lost lover. The colt laughs silently to himself as the ponies stumble around; seemingly like a group of infants. Rarity begins to talk to Applejack;and before long they are heated into a discussion. "Im'nt about ta' take'ny shit from no red-neck son'va bitch. Yo' can jus' go fuck 'rself" Applejack has heard enough from the unicorn, and smashes her mug down on the mare's head. She recoils, reeling with the pain of a heavy-ass mug hitting her head. "What 'n th' fuck you do th' for?" The confused unicorn inquires halfheartidly. "Don' be hate'n on mi' fam'y" Rarity hears this remark and counters it (However Moronicly). "Can i'z help'z it if you'z countr'i folk'en be fuck'n ech other's cousin's n' shit?" Applejack had heard enough. She flipped the chair she sat in at the slanderer; and charged tward her. Rarity had barely enough time to react before the pony was on her. A barrage of flairing fists hit the drunken unicorn. Applejack heard not the cries for mercy from the pony below her; nor did she feel the tugging of Silver trying to stop the fight. All she saw was red. She closed out her mind to everything that was around her; and blacked out.