//------------------------------// // Na NaNa Na NaNa Na NaNa Na Na // Story: Discord Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killmares // by CountDerpy //------------------------------// Pinkie groaned as she sat back in her seat, her muzzle having smashed against the wheel when the Killmobile swerved off the road and slammed into a large catus. She winced as her hoof brushed her mane out of her face, a deep cut stinging from the dirt that brushed against it. "Shit. Ghoul you ok?" She looked over to the passenger seat, expecting Ghoul to be sitting there. She was shocked to see the seat had been ejected through the windshield. Pinkie kicked open the door and jumped out of the car, her hooves kicking up huge ammounts of dust as she rushed into the desert that surrounded her. "Ghoul! Where the fuck are you!!" Her ears perked up as she head a low grunt comming from the bottom of a small hill. She slid down the sandy edge, coming to rest a few feet from the overturned captain's chair that was half burried in a cactus. "Ghoul!" "I'm ok...just get me the fuck off this thing!" Ghoul screamed as she tried to lift her and the seat off the cactus, only managing to push her hooves further into the plant. Pinkie ran over and put her hooves under the edge of the seat as the two mare's started to lift. Their combined efforts was enough to flip the seat on it's back. "Ow, fuck! That fucking sucked so much!" "Just shut up and hold still." Pinkie said as she started to pull the spiney leaves out of Ghoul's skin. "Are you good enough to fly?" "Yeah, I'll be fine." She said through her cries of pain from each blood-covered spine that was ripped from her body. As the last one was pulled, she unbuckled the cross belt on the seat and jumped out. "Fuck, a little stiff.", She said as she stretched her wings and hooves,"So, is the car ok?" "Yeah, it's fine. We just got to get this damn thing back in and get the fuck out of her before "her royal bitchiness" comes back with more goons." The two mares struggled as they manuvered the seat back up the dune, Ghoul lifting from the air as Pinkie pushed. A moment or two more and they crested over the peak, hurring to get the seat back into it's proper position. "Pinks, get me the toolbox. I got this." Ghoul said as she lifted the seat into the car, lineing up the bolts that had flown off with the seat over their original positions. Pinkie trotted to the back of the car, kicking the trunk and causing the lid to lift up. She dug through the mass of random collected junk, cans of food and water, and the corpse of a Faceless to reach the rusty read box. She tossed it over the back and it landed on the ground behind Ghoul with a heavy thud. "There you go. Wants some water while I have this thing open, it fucking reaks back here." "Sure, might as well. It's gonna take me about ten minutes to get this damn thing secure." She said as she grabbed the wrench, slowly tightining the bolts back into the threads of the screw holes. Pinkie grabbed two cans of water and shut the trunk. She cracked hers open and set the otherone on the dashboard. Ghoul reached up and grabbed it. "Thanks."She said as the can hissed open and she chugged down the instantly cold water. She looked up at Pinkie while she continued to work. "I gotta ask, Pinks. Why did you let her get that close to killing us!? I mean seriously, I would rather not die soon if it is at all possible." "Fucking hell Ghoul, you know damn good and well what happened!" She said chugging down her entire can of water before crushing it against her head and tossing it into wasteland that stretched eternally around them. "I know that she is still in there somewhere." "Pinks, as much as that is a good thought, we have to face the fact. Sparkler is gone, she's just another mindless fucking pawn in DIS/cord-D's possesion. If that was really Sparkler, she wouldn't have executed Buckshot." "Think what you want RAINBOW! I just have that feeling, she has to be in there somewhere. I just fucking know it." Ghoul sighed. "I wish you were right, Pinkie. But for now, she's just another brainwashed blank who will stop at nothing until we are dead. She would probably even kill Shy if they told her too." She sighed once more as she finished tightening the last bolt. "Just remember that." " I do remember that, and if it comes down to it." Pinkie scowled as she lifted her AMLr2 out of it's holster. "I will fucking blow her brains out!" "Damn straight." Ghoul chuckled as she gave Pinkie a hoof bump."Now let's get this show on the road before we get our asses handed to us." Pinkie smirked. "Your just worried that Diamond won't do that thing you like with her.." "STOP TALKING!!!" Ghoul snapped as she jumped back into the Killmobile. "Fucking bitch." "You know you fucking love me." She said with a small giggle, the only bit of happines she had really had in a while, as she climbed through the window on the driver's side. She turned the key, shifted into reverse and backed out. She barely touched the road before swinging the whole car around in a full doughnut and shifted into drive, flooring it as they sped down the highway. Pinkie sighed as her head hung out the window. " Na NaNa Na NaNa Na NaNa Na Na!" Spark cursed herself for missing the shot. I should have fucking known Pinkie would pull some stupid shit like that! She grabbed her gun from the glove compartment and pointed it into the back of the car, firing and blowing the brains of the Faceless behind her all over the back windshild. "That was a fucking disgrace! I know I trained you stupid son's of bitches better than to fall for her damn tricks!" The other two Faceless in the back of the car said nothing and showed no emotions as Spark fired a round into each of their heads. She turned her attention to the Faceless driving the car. "Stop this damn car and get the fuck out." The Faceless follwed the orders given to her and slammed on the breaks. No sooner had the car stopped, she bolted out of the car and shut the door. Spark climbed over into the drivers seat. She looked into the backseat, her horn lighting up as the bodies erupted into flames and burning themselves and all their gray matter out of existance. She shifted the gears of the Viper and backed up abit. She reved the engine a couple of times before slamming it into drive. She floored the pedal and slammed into the mare standing mindlessly in the middle of the road. All that was left of her on the car was the massive ammount of blood on the hood and a severed hoof stuck in the grill. Spark didn't care as she sped off towards Battery City One day, Pinkie. I will kill you. I will kill all of you. Every. Last. Killmare. Shall. Die!