Dark days

by Flutterdash95


The quest for supplies

The full moon loomed over head sending a dim glow though trees that lined the dirt road toward town. branches and few leaves that where still attached to the trees made the moon light dance across the road, as the wind forced the trees to sway gently back and forth. The pink pony walked slowly instead of her usual hopping. Leafs and twigs snapped and crunched under her hoofs.

A large stone structure came in to view as pinkie pie continued down the road. Boards coved most of the windows. The majority of the roof was caved in. She looked in between the cracks in the boards making sure to be quite and make sure no pony was in side. The pink earth pony walked around the building and noticed a hole just big enough for her to squeeze though. As she squrmed and twisted in the hole she heard a deep roaring coming from near by. She pulled her way through the as fast as she could and landed flat on her stomach with a hard thud. Then the roaring came back but loader and meaner. What ever was making that noise was getting closer and was enraged .

After a deep breath pinkie pie got her nerves back and muttered to her self “Dashie needs those supplies”

She scanned the room for any supplies in the room that she entered though. Her eyes came across a cabinet she trotted over and sighed when she noticed it was already open. Pinkie figured that it was already empty but looked any way. To her surprise there was a couple bottles of pain killers laying on the shelf but nothing else.

The pink pony sighed and a little to load said “that not enough for every pony”.
Another ear shattering bone chilling roar rang out from the close vicinity, that sent tremors though the decaying hospital. Pinkie felt her hart skip a beat when she heard foot step stomping and crashing down the hall just out side the room. The sound Claws dragging down the stone floor of the hall, coming in her direction made her crotch down behind a turned over table. It went quite all that was heard was the shallow, soft breathing of the earth pony. She stayed hidden for what felt like an eternity but was probably only a few minutes before looking over the table.

There was a chilling silence, she walked over to the door and opened it slowly. The door let out a high pitched creaking that pierced though the silence like a rock thrown in to a still lake ripping out ward. Pinkie pie peered out into the hall and looked back and forth. There was no pony there. As she stepped out in to the hall her sky blue eyes grew as they caught sight of three deep claw marks along the wall and a second set on the floor.

Pinkie pie swallowed hard and started down the hall slow and steady. After walking for a while she found a nurse station. There was a small map on the desk that had room names and numbers. After surveying the map she found a room labeled medical supplies vault. She quickly realized that the medical supplies vault was just down the hall and around the corner. She turned and walked at a fast past towards the vault.

The entire time she was walking she could feel eyes watching and stalking her. When she reached the door to the room that had the vault in it she pushed it open. The ceiling was gone most of it was scattered across education the floor. Pinkie looked over at the vault, the door of the vault had been torn open and was partially crushed.
Pinkie pie asked her self out load “what could possibly have the strength to tear a steal door off this massive vault”

As the pink pony walked towards the open vault she noticed that all the supplies where still there, even some more random things but it all piled in the center of the vault. The ground shook violently as some pony or something landed behind her from the open roof. Pinkie looked frantically for a place to hide but it was to late. She could already feel it’s breath on her back a and neck. As a low growl spilled though the quite of the room. She was frozen in fear but slowly started to turn around to see who or what was behind her. Her entire body shook when she say who it was.

A massive purple dragon stood there towering over the small pony. Green spikes lined his back, he gained at her to show several rows of large sharp teeth. Smoke bellowed from his nostrils, as pinkie pie slowly back up. The dragon reared his front claws up and slammed them to the ground . Causing a large piece of ruble to fall from the ceiling landing on pinkie pies rear hoof pinning her to the ground.
The dragon leaned in while growling deeply but quietly. As he came closers pinkie looked up at him she gasped and said

“ s…. S..Spike? Is that you it me your friend. Please don’t kill me. SPIKEEEE.”

He froze in his tracks for a moment. Then let out a defining roar. He opened his mouth and pinkie pie saw a low glow of green fire building in the back of his mouth. She looked away shut her blue eyes as tears rolled down her cheek and fell to the ground. Her mind wondered to the friends she had lost and the ones she was going to leave behind. All she could feel is the pain of loss a broken leg and a growing heat slowly getting closers to the front of her.