//------------------------------// // Demons in paradise make it into a heaven // Story: Fallout Equestria New Horizons: Lacunae and Rampage's vacation in paradise. // by starwars90001 //------------------------------// Heaven is good but it could be better. Rampage packed the last souvenir into the truck. Wiping sweat from her forehead the striped mare trotted to the front of the vehicle where Photo Finish was talking with Lacunae about something. “I hope you darlings find the dresses up to your liking.” “Thank you Miss Finish I’m sure my friends back home will love them.” Lacunae floated over a sack of caps for the mare’s trouble. “If we ever come back I will have to see how your new casino is doing. I have a friend who would love to try your dresses. Photo blushed at the comment. “Anytime darling, and please do come back. Dise feels lesser without you two.” She looked over to Rampage, her blush turning redder. “You be safe out there my darling.” Rampage blew her a kiss. “You too cutie, be safe in that new casino of yours. And hey if you ever come up north you can stay in my apartment.”  Photo waved her off. “Oh you fiend, you.” “Don’t leave without saying goodbye to me.” They all turned to see Goldie galloping up, a mare behind him. “Me and a special some pony wanted to say goodbye.” It took a minute for Rampage to remember who the mare was, she was clean-cut, smelled nice, and looked cleaned up. “Mayflower?” She nodded her head. “Yes, I wanted to say thank you before you left. Without you, I’d still be in a bad place.” She started fishing something out of a saddle around her waist. Pulling out a strange helmet that had a breather mask attracted to it, a red visor covered the eyelids, emitting a red glow. “This is an old commando helmet from the pre-war days. This baby can take anything up to .44 ammo, only about thousand of these were made.” She held it out for the mare she looked up to take it. “Me, Goldie, and a lot of ponies around town pulled our money to buy you this.’” Rampage fell on her haunches, she almost started crying then and there. “Oh, baby you didn’t need to do that.” “We assist. After everything you’ve done, especially for me.” Tears rolled down Mayflower’s cheeks. “The world needs more mares like you two in it” In a quieter hush voice she said. “Please come back someday.”  Rampage kissed her on the forehead before hugging her tightly. “You too girl, take care of yourself while we're gone.” She looked at Goldie with a friendly goodbye. “You too Goldie.” “Pss, don't worry about me, I didn’t survive 200 years for nothing. Don't die with that new job of yours. Protecting the Hoof, never thought you’d go play the hero.” He pointed an accusing hoof at the striped mare. “I want to come up there and see the city for myself.” Rampage laughed as she trotted then hopped into the seat of her wagon. “Okay old-timer, catch you on the fast lane.” Lacunae got in beside her. “You behave now.” “If ever Dise is ever in trouble, put out a signal call to The STARS, and the Demon Mares will be there to restore order and bring hellfire upon those who wronged you.” Rampage bit on a leaver forcing the engine to roar to life. As the ponies around the wagon backed up, waving goodbye to strangers from a strange land, the wagon drove off as the ponies shouted their goodbyes.  Dise was no stranger to weird visitors, it was the shining gem of the south, the ‘last’ great city. Every pony from miles around wanted a part of it. The city usually swallowed them up with ponies either dying or leaving the city as poor wrecks. But one day two mares arrived, for them this city and its cruelty was nothing, they fought worse. For they were Demon Mares, mares who stood above the horrors of the Wasteland as its masters. They left that city not as wrecks, not as dead mares walking, but as role models that showed some ponies that there was hope and kindness in the Wasteland. And where there was no soul one began to grow in the city of sin. --------- Silver finally placed the last piece of the ceiling back into place. It was annoying finding all the pieces again but after a few days of searching and asking Wildfire for help, she’d finally got it done. “Celestia don’t let it break again.” She wiped the sweat off then made her way back to her post, back to watching the nothing of the valley. “Yep, that’s enough excitement for me.” As the mare stared down at the wasteland a quiet hum began to build. at first, Silver Storm thought it was nothing, probably a bloat fly. But the sound kept building until Silver's eyes widened in shock. “Oh Celestia No, No, No.” Silver fell to the floor covering her head ready for what came next. Her roof was torn off again as the wagon flew off the shack. The Wagon flew down to the valley below as a light blue field carried it down gently. If the Crimson Hoof was there they left the vehicle alone, they knew nothing they could do would stop it. Silver Storm rose from the debris covering her head to see her roof was completely gone again. Several minutes of silence followed until. “Luna Motherfucking damn it!”