I wake up with Wingless pacing back and forth. I equip my jumpsuit and stomp my hoof on the ground.
“What the hell are you worried about Wingless?” I ask.
She hyperventilates.”I remembered we were on the road for two days straight! Not once did I check up on Trench, I have no idea if Ocin took it over. I have no idea if Trench is still alive! We need to go now, Prancey! Now!”
“Classic Twilighting...” was all I could say to that statement.
Wingless starts running at top speed towards Trench and I actually have to fly to catch up with her. I know we were going to make it back to Trench pretty quickly at this pace.
Eventually, we get tired and have to stop. Night is fast approaching, and I’m about ready to go to sleep.
Wingless is panicking and running around, however, refusing to slow down. “What if they fell into anarchy without a leader? What if they forgot how to make a fire!”
I facehoof and calmly state,”Wingless, look up at the earth. Calm down, slow down. I’m sure they are fine, and we’ll make it in the end.”
Wingless calms down for a little bit.”We’ll continue tomorrow,” I add.
We eventually get to sleep.
I am woken up by a makeshift alarm clock, Wingless panicking again. I was getting really tired of this now, and just wanted to get to Trench. I motion her onwards, and we continue going.
We reach Tench around Noon, but it looks a little different, there were security devices on the side of the opening into the cave.
“You didn’t put those there did you?” I ask.
Wingless shakes her head, and is pacing worse then ever. “Ocin must’ve put them there! I knew leaving was a bad idea!”
I glance at her and say one thing,”Rebel red?”
She rushes in to help save Trench, and I follow her inwards, flying. I wanted to give Ocin what for, and help my friend save Trench from him.
The interior is pretty empty, so far. I know that Ocin is not to be trusted, so I look around for him. Upon not seeing him again, I turn to Wingless.
“So here’s the plan,” I state.
“Oh no...” Wingless says with a judgemental tone,”None of your bucking plans will work. We’re jumping in and fighting.”
“I want to help you, you can’t fly, and I can. May I also point out that literally everypony else flies.”
Wingless sighs, and I take a stick from one of the dead fires to fight Ocin off with. I head to the room at the end of the tunnel, and look for any sign of Lema forces. I notice that it’s uncharacteristically quiet and shout,”SHOW YOURSELF!”
My prayers were answered, two guards jump out at me and I hit one with a stick. If it weren’t for their full-body armor, I’d scratch them with the sharp tips of my wings. Wingless punches the guards who are attacking her. This goes on for a good couple minutes, I keep on fighting, even though my stick snapped.
I don’t know how it happened, but we got separated. I try to look for Wingless in the guards, but I can’t find her. I’m also a little weary about where the rest of Trench’s population is. However, if they had any sense, they would’ve flown away at the first sight of trouble.
I continue looking for Wingless everywhere, every search being just as fruitless as the last. However, I would stay and fight until Ocin dispelled the guards, or I defeated them. I notice that the guards are not attacking me with their firearms, I wonder if I was requested to be brought back alive. If I was, that would explain the sudden pacifist attitude.
I sincerely hope that some help will arrive. I didn’t know when though.
It’s been several minutes, and no help has arrived. I know that Wingless would’ve found some way to escape and call for backup, perhaps they were just taking too long. However, I was getting very tired and couldn’t go on for much longer. I weakly dodge a punch, and throw back one just as weak. The guards advance onto me, and I give my last bit of strength to knock one off, but it’s no matter, I’m still picked up and moved by them.
I dread what I’m going to find out. Was Wingless captured or was she—?
No, I couldn’t think like that. I remember during my old plan, I would’ve faced Ocin head-on. However, times change, and right now I’m really scared.
The guards seem to be carrying me outside, slowly but surely. I glance at the several bedrooms, who knows, I might never see them again.
Finally, the guards carry me outside. I see my least-favorite stallion in the world, Ocin.
He starts, “So, Prancey, I’m sure you know about your girlfriend—“
I cut him off.”That’s just my friend, and why do I never see the Nine Bishops with you?”
Ocin visibly grows madder, and he says,”I was told to lead Lema, I will lead Dema. The other bishops are just figureheads, I’m really the one in charge. About that mare with no wings, you were not just friends.”
“What do you know? Asexuals aren’t attracted to anybody! Also, you don’t deserve to lead Lema, maybe then, but not now!”
Ocin looks at me with ”I just want to keep you safe.”
“That excuse has worn thin, you went mad with power. All that ‘safe’ bullshit is not what you actually think!”
Ocin pulls out a gun and points it at me,”Shut up Prancey. If you don’t, you face the same fate your friend did.”
“What is that?” I retort with pride. However, I feel a sinking feeling in my stomach.
“She’s dead Prancey, Wingless is dead.”