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// "White Widow" Rarity 
// Story: My Little Pirate Mares 
// by LoopyBunny53 
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The halls of the Canterlot Palace were calm at this hour. Only a few ponies roamed the halls and they were maids or work ponies. The only Noblepony that walked the hall was a snow white mare with a curly purple mane and tail. She wore a generals uniform with the Golden Star of the Seas placed on her collar. She is an upstanding citizen and even has to dress to impress. This mare was a unicorn and adorning her horn was a silver ring with a blue sapphire stuck in a bezel. On the inner part of the ring it states, "I will love you always." Every night the mare weeps in her room for her fallen husband clutching her ring to her chest.

It was two years ago. The mare and stallion were on their honeymoon in the Trinfilly Isles. The ocean was a deep blue as the two splashed around the cold waves lapping at their backs. The stallion dipped under the water and snuck behind the mare scaring her and splashing more water onto her soaked mane. The two tussled around for a while before climbing out of the cold water.

~~Time Skip~~~

The sun was setting in the sky and the two were laying together in a white drapery bed. Everything seemed calm, like a fairy tale, but nothing is ever as it seems. A cannon fire sounded from off the shore to the northern bank. Trinfilly Isles was being set in a barrage of cannon fire. The mare ran to the window in horror her mouth lay gasp as she stared at the iron balls being launched toward the place that they have called home. It was their honeymoon and this bliss like dream was being turned into a horrific nightmare. The mare raced over to her stallion shaking him awake. He jolted awake looking over to see his frazzled wife crying beside him. He tried to grab onto her shoulder but his hoof seemed to slide off. His mare grabbed the ring from his horn and galloped out of the room only grabbing her satchel from the chair. He looked over mortified that his wife would seemingly abandon him getting up from the bed he began to gallop after his snow white mare. Racing through the streets he saw ponies lay on the soil of the earth. He could smell the burning of the cottage houses the smoke in the air made him cough and wheeze.

Sunnystroke wandered the plain of the lost blinking twice he opened his eyes to find himself in Trinfilly Isles. He sighed in pain seeing ponies of all ages, shapes and colors weep over their lost kinfolk. Sunnystroke stopped abruptly as a white mare galloped passed him looking over to his left he saw another stallion racing right after the mare. Soaked in his coat was blood. All on his chest was blood, a fallen. A fallen that has yet to know that he has been violently ripped from this world. Sunnystroke stepped out in front of the confused stallion. 

"Calm yourself fallen." He spoke in a  calm yet assertive tone.

The stallion simply tried to run around Sunnystroke but he just stepped right in the way once again.

"Fallen I know you can see me because I can see you."

"Look buddy what the hay is your problem?" Finally he spoke.

"I have come to lead you fallen one to the home of your ancestors."

The fallen scoffed at Sunnystroke, "What are you spouting home of my ancestors?" He looked around Sunnystroke to see his wife run just out of view. "I don't have time for this she is getting away and I can't abandon my wife!"

Sunnystroke sighed once again stepping in the way of the flustered fallen, "Do you want me to put this bluntly because I sure as well will if I have to."

The fallen kept trying to maneuver his way around the orange and yellow stallion. "Get out of my way I am losing her!" The fallen rammed his head into the chest of Sunnystroke. Grunting the orange stallion stepped out of the way, "Fine but if you get heart broken you know where to find me fallen."

The fallen raced out after his snow white mare. Eyes wide he searched the docks to see if he can find their boat spotting it in the harbor he frantically looked around for his wife. His heart jumped in his throat when he saw her laying on the dirt her coat matted with dried blood. He galloped over to his wife gazing down upon her he saw her chest rise and fall in a soothing rhythm. He sighed bending his head down he attempted to nudge awake his mare. However his nose simply glided right through her body. Snorting he attempted once again but he still yielded the same results, he can't touch her. He can't wake Rarity. Hearing the clopping of hooves the fallen whipped he head around. To see that annoying stallion. "You! What did you do to me! What kind of witches curse is this!"

Sunnystroke sighed walking over to the stallion he touched his tail to the fallen's side. Leaning down Sunnystroke whispered in the ear of Rarity jolting her from her slumber. "Cobalt!" She screamed looking around all she could see was the chaos that ensued the harbor. Rising shakily to her feet she picked up speed untying her small boat from the harbor she hopped aboard and began to paddle way using her magic as aid.

"Rarity!" Cobalt, the fallen, cried out.

"Give it a rest fallen. You have already passed from this life."

Mud seemed to be trapped in Cobalt's throat. Coughing he turned shakily towards Sunnystroke. "Get one thing strait you mangy two faced rat, my name is not Fallen. It is Cobalt and I am not dead!"

"Then tell me why you could not touch your dearly beloved you tried and tried yet to no advail she did not notice your presence."

"She called out my name__"

"Because I informed her that you were here with me. I am here to take you to the river of Souls."

"The river of souls?"

"Where the souls of the dead pirates lay."

Cobalt scoffed, "I am not a pirate never was I despise the vermin, even more now that they have seemingly killed me."

"Your Uncle, Greymane, he was head deck hand to the Curie Le Blanc ship. A rather small ship, not very known but still none the less a pirate ship. Come this way Cobalt. If you do not then you will forever be tethered to this world." Cobalt began to smile. "That is not a thing to take lightly for as long as those pirates and that ship lives than you shall forever be a vengful spirit to any living thing that you will come in contact with, including your wife."

"I would never hurt Rarity." Cobalt snapped.

"Look at you know you are turning your rage to me even though I am not living you are still becoming wrathful. Leave your wife be, let her mourn, let her grieve, and come with me to the River of Souls." Cobalt gazed one last time at the sea not even seeing where his wife is anymore. The fallen turned his eyes to the sky and gave a big sigh. "Fine then let us go."