Dodging Bullets

by Berry Delight

First published

Run. Hide. Dodge. Survive. In a world where none can be trusted, that is all she can do.

Run.

Hide.

Dodge.

Survive.

In a world where none can be trusted, that is all she can do. But will it be enough?


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"Hurry Pinkie! Over here!" Rarity motioned hurriedly for her friend to join her. Scurrying over and joining her in her hiding spot, Pinkie Pie pressed her back against the abandoned building's wall just in time to avoid being hit.

The two took a moment to catch their breath before Pinkie peered around the corner cautiously. Pulling out her own gun, she began firing, all the while making a 'Pew! Pew! Pew!' noise each time.

Rarity rolled her eyes. "Why must you do that every time?" she asked.

The girl shrugged. "It's fun."

"Fun?! We are at war! Nothing about this is fun!" she whisper-yelled.

"Which is exactly why I'm trying to make something fun," Pinkie retorted.

Sighing, Rarity said, "No matter. Now's our chance to end this." She pointed towards the line of trees bordering the deep, dark woods 30 feet from them. "The enemy base is in there; if we find it, we can rescue Queen Fluttershy and put a stop to this madness!"

"You want to sneak into an enemy base and free their captive by ourselves, with NO backup?! Are you loco in the coco?"

"We don't have time to wait for backup!" Rarity exclaimed. "We're already losing soldiers by the minute! It's now or never!"

Pinkie bit her lip. "But...."

Rarity spun her around and placed her hands on her shoulders. Looking her in the eye, she whispered one word: "YOLO."

Pinkie's eyes widened, then narrowed. With a smirk, she held up her gun. "Let's DO THIS!"

The two made a mad dash for the trees. They were only a few feet away when Rarity heard a gunshot, followed by a scream. She spun around. "PINKIE!"

To her horror, her friend was lying on the ground. She'd been hit in the stomach, and her shirt was already soaked with blood.

"NO!" Rarity knelt down to her side, tears in her eyes. "Pinkie? Pinkie!"

The girl's eyes opened wearily and she gazed up at her. "R...Rarity?" She reached out her hand.

"I'm here!" she cried, gently squeezing it.

"I... I'm not gonna make it, Rare. You h-have to go! G-go s-save.... Fluttershy!"

"No, Pinkie! I'm not leaving you!"

"If you stay, they'll g-get you too." She coughed. "You have to run! It's your.... only.... h-hope...." Pinkie trailed off. Her eyes became unfocused as she went limp.

Rarity barely had a chance to let out a sob of grief when she heard a voice.

"Aw, such a shame."

Rarity's eyes became slits as she slowly stood and turned to stare into the face of her best friend's murderer. "Applejack," she hissed. "How DARE you! How could you kill her?!"

"Well I'm mighty sorry, but I can't just stand by and let ya'll invade our base, now can I?" The farm girl pointed her gun at her. "Now, are ya gonna make me do this the hard way, or are you gonna be a good lil' gal and surrender? Come quietly and ya might not even get prison fer life."

Rarity gazed down at the fallen Pinkie, who lie there at her feet, tongue lolling out her mouth. She knelt down and gently slid her still-open eyelids closed.

Standing once more, she turned her head to face Applejack. "I.... will," she began.

Applejack lowered her gun slightly at this. It was all the chance Rarity needed.

"....NEVER SURRENDER!" In one quick motion, she whirled around, retrieved her gun from its hidden pocket, and fired, hitting Applejack in the arm.

AJ dropped her gun as she cried out in pain. Rarity took the chance to run to the woods, leaving a shouting Applejack behind.


She wasn't sure how long she'd been wandering around for; all the trees seemed to look the same. It didn't help that she was exhausted and on edge, jumping at every sound.

'Calm down,' she thought. 'Keep squealing like this and you'll get yourself caught.'

She paused to look about the clearing it seemed she'd passed through ten times. She spotted a log close by. "Maybe I'll just take a short rest," she muttered.

She plopped down with a sigh. Not long ago she would've been disgusted by the thought alone of sitting on a log like this. But now, she could hardly bring herself to care. It was strange what war could do to people.

"Let's see," she murmured. "If I was an evil enemy base, where would I be?" She sat in silence for several moments before sighing, frustrated. "Ugh! I'll never figure this out!"

"Fortunately for you, you won't have to," said a scratchy voice.

Rarity leapt from the log and looked in all directions for the owner of the voice. "Who's there?"

The person only laughed.

Her eye twitched. The laugh.... was mocking her.

No one mocked her.

She pulled out her gun once more and fired beyond the trees where she suspected the person was. But the laugh came again.... from the other side of the clearing.

Frowning, Rarity turned and fired again. And the voice moved. And she fired again. And it moved again.

After about five more move-and-fires, Rarity shouted in anger, "Show yourself, COWARD!"

There was a rush of wind behind her, and before she could react, she was tackled from behind and shoved into a tree.

Moaning, Rarity forced herself to her feet and turned to her attacker, then gasped. "Rainbow Dash?!"

"THE one and only!" She smirked. "Sorry to hear about Pinkie Pie, by the way. Don't worry though; you're about to join her."

"That's what you think!" Rarity pulled the trigger on her gun... and nothing happened. She gazed down in shock. It was empty.

Looking up, she gulped at the sight of Rainbow's clearly loaded gun pointed in her direction. "Now, Rainbow, come on.... surely we can just.... talk this out? There's really no need for this!"

"No need?" Rainbow scoffed. "You forget who you're talking to here."

"We used to be friends!"

"Yeah, used to. Which is why you should know when it comes to these things," she placed her finger on the trigger, "I don't lose."

Rarity squeezed her eyes shut and waited for the end.

A second later, there was a shot, and a scream.


Rarity screamed. "Rainbow Dash! Stop! That's cold!" She frantically tried to use her hands to shield her; it was no use.

Rainbow laughed and finally let go of the trigger. "Oh don't be so dramatic."

"DRAMATIC?" Rarity screeched. "Just look at me, my hair, my dress! I'm SOAKED!"

"Well duh! That's usually what happens in a water gun fight." She smirked as she twirled her squirt gun on her finger. "I win again!"

"Yes, you do." Rarity sighed. "But now, the game is over." She gave her a look that made her nervous.

"And... what does that mean?"

"It means..." Rarity began, glancing over Rainbow's shoulder.

"ANYTHING GOES!" yelled Pinkie Pie, who was standing behind Dash with several buckets of water balloons.

Rainbow gulped. "Uh oh..."

The end