//------------------------------// // Deleted Scenes/What Could've Been (Warning:Mature) // Story: Live By The Sword... // by redandready45 //------------------------------// While my next story in Sunset's Steps isn't going to be out for a few months, here is a bonus chapter, exploring some ideas I nearly put into the story, but took out for various reasons. Sunset felt her anxiety grow as her mysterious enemy pulled down her hood. And- Sunset gasped with horror, as the face before her made Sunset think she was looking in the mirror. Only instead of the shock on her face, what was on the other face was anger. Not the selfish, bratty anger Sunset showed during the Fall Formal when she tried to steal Twilight's crown. It was anger born out of desperation that was on this Sunset's face. "Let me tell you something," Human Sunset said in a falsely casual voice, "you know what you need to live in this world? A credit score." Sunset felt her fear grow at the smothered anger. "A credit score helps with everything from buying a house, to getting a job," Human Sunset continued, while walking around the bound Sunset the way a predator circles around their prey. "A good credit score helps you. A bad credit score-," she paused, trying to control her anger. "It is a good thing to have." She then marched straight toward Sunset. "But what do you think happens when someone else steals your identity," Human Sunset said, approaching the tied up pony-turned-human, "and buys things like motorbikes and apartments?" Human Sunset finished, getting into the pony girl's face. "Maybe I can-," "IT RUINS YOUR LIFE!" "Please-," Sunset began, before feeling something metal and sharp slice up her cheek. Sunset felt red running down her face, and throbbing pain to go with it. Sunset let out a scream that combined pain and fear. "You ruined me," Human Sunset said with vindictive sadism, holding up the knife, freshly caked with Sunset's cheek blood, "so now I am going to ruin...you." "Why are you doing this to me?" Sunset asked Quick tearfully. Quick looked utterly merciless. "Because," Quick said coolly. He then ran up to Sunset and grabbed her breasts. "I love playing with these titties," Quick said with a perverted smile as squeezed Sunset's breasts. Sunset felt shock at what had occurred. But that shock soon gave way to anger. Sunset felt her vision go red, as Quick continued to give her a demented grin. Quick fell to the ground, blood coming from his nose. "You perverted little shit!" Sunset screamed, her fist covered in blood. "When I'm through with you-," Quick held up his phone and took a picture, while Quick took a picture of himself, looking sad. "Thank you so much Sunset," Quick said, a victorious grin on his face. Sunset's fury was replaced with confusion. "What did you-," "I have a picture of you attacking me for no good reason," Quick said with a nasty smile. Sunset felt her blood run cold. "I think it would only be fare to warn everyone at CHS that the Demon Girl assaulted an innocent freshman." Sunset lunged for the phone, only for Quick to jump away from her. "You could try and catch me," Quick said, his stance showing he could get away, "but I already saved it to my E-mails." "Please don't send that," Sunset said pleadingly. "Then leave," Quick said, a cold, merciless grin. "Leave, or I'll ruin you." "Just give me-," "The only thing you could do for me is leap off a building," Quick said with a growl. "That would be the best thing you could do for the world. But instead, I'll give you the chance to go away. Don't, or everyone will find out you've gone berserk again." Sunset fell to her knees, tears falling down her cheeks. "I hate you," Sunset said with angry tears in her eyes. "Insults won't help you," Quick said while walking away. "Leave...or else. And this conversation never happened," he finished, leaving behind a tearful Sunset. The masked maniac chased Sunset with a chainsaw. Sunset tried to run, but the maniac seemed to faster than her. "Help me," Sunset said screamed. Out of panic, she ran down a dark alley. She looked around, but saw no one to protect her, and panicked when she realized she was now trapped. The maniac, releasing that, strode toward her slowly, chainsaw at the ready. Sunset stammered with fear, especially when she realized the maniac was moving slowly because she was reveling her in her terror. "Please," Sunset said. "Please don't kill me." The maniac instead moved closer to her. Time slowed as Sunset's life was down to its last seconds. Something fell from the air and tackled the maniac. When Sunset was broken out of her trance, she realized was she saw. Gilda had brought the masked maniac to his knees. The chainsaw fell out of his hands as Gilda managed to twist the person's arms. Gilda tripped the person so that his head would smash into the pavement, knocking him out. "Gilda," Sunset said, having regained her composure. "Sunset," Gilda said. "You...saved me," Sunset said. "I guess," Gilda said. She then narrowed her eyes. "Don't think this is because I like you. The Sergeant says that a soldier protects everyone." "Thank you," Sunset said. "You can thank me later," Gilda said, motioning to the stricken person. "Let's deal with the freak." Gilda rolled the freak on his back, and pulled off his mask. Sunset looked with horror at who it was. Twinkle. Sprint's co-captain. She now knew the who. But she still needed to know the why. Sunset still couldn't believe it. A week ago Gilda was knocking her books out of her hand. Now she was enjoying a movie night with her, in Gilda's own house. "So you like horror movies," Sunset said. "Yep," Gilda said with a twisted smile. "The suspense, the blood, the terror." Gilda shushed her as the horror scene came on. "He's gonna cut that bitche's intestines out," Gilda said with demented. Sunset looked at the scene, not with joy, but with terror as the machete-wielding maniac closed in the helpless damsel. "Kill her, kill her," Gilda chanted. Sunset let out a horrified scream as the movie's heroine was gutted. "Ahem", Gilda said with annoyance. Sunset realized in fear that she grabbed Gilda's hand for comfort. "Sorry," Sunset said, pulling her hand from Gilda and turning away from her with an embarrassed blush. "Don't touch me," Gilda growled. Sunset heard Gilda's voice, but didn't see the blush also forming on Gilda's face. "Twinkle," Sunset pleaded, "I swear I'm in a-," "How many other people did you frame," Twinkle growled. "Did you paralyze other people too?" "No, I never meant for that to happen." Sunset said with tears in her eyes. "You got Muharib sent to prison," Twinkle said with quiet anger. "What did you think was going to happen?" "Please," Sunset pleaded. "How can I make it up to you?" "You want to make it up to me," Twinkle said. "Help Muharib walk." "I can't," Sunset said regretfully. "Then were done," Twinkle said with a quiet, disappointed tone, before turning away from Sunset. The quiet anger and rejection hurt Sunset worse than the paint balloons or Gilda's bullying. Seeing Twinkle despise her made Sunset fall to the ground with tears in her eyes.