//------------------------------// // Confrontation part 2 // Story: The person from the devastated lands. // by Green-Venom //------------------------------// Rainbow dash heard Twilight‘s call to stop, but ignored it. Instead she concentrated on her target ahead, currently fleeing in to the forest. It led out an uff after Rainbow slammed in to him with her hoofs sending them both to the ground. Rainbow was the first to recover. She got back to her hoofs and punched the devaster who was getting up himself in the face. Not that she had much of a choice since her enemy seemed to nothing but a head with limps attached. He looked somewhat like a yellow octopus. She charged again when the octopus suddenly pulled a wooden spear out of his bag and flung it towards her. “How dit it even fit in there?“ she wondered avoiding the spear by flying a 90° angle upwards. She heard the spear hit the tree somewhere behind here. “Miss!“ she mocked, looking at the devaster below. “Not surprising, i am the fastes flyer in Equestia after all.“ “So?“ the being replied replied looking unimpressed. “Never heard of you.“ “Seriously! Rainbow Dash? Element of loyalty? The most awesome mare in existence? Those that ring a bell.“ “No.“ he went to the tree and pulled out his spear. “I thought this was a battle, but if you want to hold a tee party, my name is Charlie.“ “You asked for it!“ Rainbow Dash snarled going in again. Charlie stood there waiting for her axe in hand. Rainbow expected him to try to hit her with his weapon, but he when they almost collided, he jumped to the side instead. “What the ha- uff.“ was all she could say, before she face planted herself in to the ground. Rainbow Dash stood back up to her feet, her head ringing, when suddenly a blistering burst of pain shot trough her wing. She angrily whirled around, or at last tried to, but the pain exploded as something held her back, causing black spots to appear in her vision. As she turned her head to see the problem her heart froze. The wooden spear from stuck fiercely in the ground next to her, but that wasn’t what she was paying attention to. It was her wing that the weapon had pierced before getting stuck in the ground red fluid dripping down from it. “That can’t be...“ she whispered starring at the image her mind refused to accept. She had been in a lot of battles before, but she could always rely on her wing. Now... Klick* Her head whirled around at the sound sporting Charlie in front of her, the barrel of his gun pointed at her. “WAIT! Can’t we just talk about it?“ “We already tried that.“ A gunshot echoed trough the forest.