//------------------------------// // Chapter 12: Mending Friendships // Story: A New World, a New Terror // by TroWolf15 //------------------------------// A/N: Thanks for the feedback guys! Love every bit of it, positive and negative. To be honest it really helps to motivate me to keep writing. So thanks again! Here’s another exciting chapter in “A New World, a New Terror”! I was quickly driving home, Rainbow was bleeding pretty good, but it was slowly stopping. Shadow was helping her with it and was doing a good job. It was Mig who I was worried about, as Twilight and Beans both worked on him, trying to stop the bleeding. He was slowly growing more pale, and his breathing was getting sharper and wasn’t as smooth as we wanted it. I was getting scared, really scared. We finally got home and I was honking the horn like a madman to get the others to come out, and luckily they did. They flew out that door, and waited for what could await them. “Jeez Matt, where’s the fire?” Xoch asked as I got out of the van and went around and opened the back. “It’s right here, now hurry and make room for two upstairs” I plainly said, as I opened the door to show a Rainbow Dash shot in the shoulder and bleeding bad, and a dying Mig. “OH MY GOD WHAT HAPPENED!?” Pancho blurted out, completely taken off guard from what he was just witnessed. “I’ll tell you later, but now Xoch and Pinkie, you go and hurry up and make sure upstairs is ready for these two!” I ordered. “And Pancho, help us with em. Beans, you and I got Mig. Pancho, check on Rainbow.” “Ahhh man, why does this hurt so much? I can’t take it!” RD yelled out in pain, she was crying pretty bad. “I’m sorry Dash, I really am!” I yelled in response as Beans and I carried away Mig to the house. We went upstairs, careful not to drop Mig and make things worse. As we got up we found Rarity in the same spot as before, still need to check on her as well, and room made on the bed for Mig. A big armchair had been set up for Dash when she got up. “Ok, let him down gently…” Beans said as we put Mig on the bed. When we got another look at him, he was nearly white. But still breathing. “G-g-guys? Y-you there?” Mig whispered. “Yeah Cuz, We’re here. How you feelin big guy?” I whispered back, sounding worried as ever . “I’ve had better days…” He coughed profusely, and spoke in a raspy voice. “Ugh, being shot sucks balls” he lightly joked. He always was a positive happy guy. “Yeah, I know Cuz. Just hang in there, things’ll be ok. We’re gonn patch you up good” I told him, a tear coming from my eye. It wasn’t looking good for him. “You better, Cuz. Remember, we need to play against AJ and RD in Brawl, kick some arse.” He said smiling at me. At this point RD came in with a rag up against her flesh wound, blood stained and tied around her. Everyone else also came up, I mean everyone. “OH MY GOSH! What happened!?” Fluttershy yelped, completely terrified at Mig’s current state. “Eh, not a good day for me, Flutters. But you get used to it” He said with a smirk, still trying to keep his upbeat attitude. “Well it’s going to get better! We need to help you get better!” She responded, still sounding worried. Was she, growing fond of our Mig? “Someone get some medicine!” She ordered. “Hey Fluttershy, he needs more than that.” Shadow responded, not amused. “I know! But we start with the basics!” She snapped back. Damn, ok. “Err, alright. You head the lady, get the meds!” I quickly ordered. She’s good with medical stuff, or something like that. At least she was from the show, so hopefully it carries over into a zombie world. Beans came back with medications of different types. “Ok. Oh, I need water!” Fluttershy thought outloud. “I can get some, gimme a bit!” Shadow ran downstairs. “A pitcher, please! If you, don’t mind, that is…” She tapered off. Ahh, still same old Fluttershy. Shadow came back up with a giant pitcher of water. Fluttershy grabbed it and poured some on his wound, to clean it off I assume. She then gave some for him to drink, he barely got any down. “Oh, all this blood…” She meekly said, seemingly grossed out. “Alright, my turn to take over.” I confidently said. I grabbed the tweezers and got on my knees and up close to the bleeding wound. “Alright Mig, this’ll just hurt a lot. Hold still” I stuck the tweezers in, trying to find the bullet. “AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH”, the bloodcurling scream of pain escaped Mig. He was hell now, and we were his only hope of salvation. “Dammit stop moving!! You’re making things worse!” I cursed. He was still screaming in pain, and everyone flinched at his screams. Meanwhile AJ and Pancho worked on RD. “Be lucky you’re not in his position” Pancho said to RD as the screams of pain were heard. “You’re going to live. Easy.” He had her take off her shirt and he cleaned the wound as best he could. The bullet was still in there, and he knew it. “Now, RD, unfortunately the bullet is still inside you. We need to do what they are doing with Mig, get it out.” Pancho softly said. A ghastly expression formed on Dash’s face. She doesn’t like that idea one bit. “Wait, no! If I’m going to scream like that then no! That looks too painful!” She retorted. “I know, it’s going to suck, I’m not going to lie. But, we have to, we don’t want you to get an infection. It will make things a lot worse.” Pancho reasoned. Even AJ chimed in. “Sugercube, I agree with’m. If we are ta help make things better, we need’a get this out of yah.” Rainbow groaned, in both pain and annoyance, and reluctantly agreed. “GOTCHYA!” I yelled from across the room. I got the bullet out of Mig’s body. Well, now it’s just stop the bleeding and patch it up. Easier said than done unfortunately. I notice a few surrounding Dash, and then it hit me. She got fucking shot, and I hardly batted an eye. God, if there was ever a time to feel guilt, it was then. I mean sure, I give myself some sort of an excuse cause Mig was/is dying, and she is going to live, barring some freak accident. I told Beans, Fluttershy, Twilight and Shadow to help with Mig. I needed to check on Rainbow. “Hey there girl, how ya holdin up?” I asked, trying to lighten the mood as much as I could, sounding awkward as hell. “Ugh, not good.” She groaned in that raspy voice of hers. God, that crush on her wasn’t fair at all. “Situation?” I ask Pancho, calmy. “Bleeding is going down, but we still need to get that bullet out. We just barely got her to let us do it.” He quietly said, just quiet enough so RD wouldn’t hear. “I’ll do it.” I said, loud for her to hear. “Do what?” Dashie asked, confused and slightly worried. I walked back to our medical supplies and got another pair of tweezers and walked back, trying to look as calm as I could. “OHHH NO, NOOOONONONONONONO” Rainbow nearly stood up, terrified now. “Rainbow it was to be done!! We don’t want you to get an infection!” I retorted, she still not wanting nothing to do with what happened to Mig. “Listen, it won’t hurt as much as it did Mig. He is weak and dying, thus everything hurts a lot more. Plus, that was in his stomach. You got it up here” I said pointing towards her shoulder “there aren’t as many pain receptors here, so it won’t be as bad. I promise.” “Promise?” She looked up at me, those big purple eyes, with a pleading look to them. “Yeah, Rainbow Dash, I promise.” I say smiling towards her, trying to comfort her. She finally does agree, and turns away. “Alright, hold still.” I say, sticking my tongue out in concentration, as the tweezers make contact in the flesh would. “AAAHHHH” Rainbow flailed in pain. “It’s ok, it’s ok. Hold still, it won’t be long” I say in a comforting voice, trying to get her to calm down. She is still in a lot of pain. Man, it kills me to see that. But it had to be done, and soon enough I had the bullet out. “Ok, patch her up guys. She’s gonna be fine.” I heave a sigh of relief, and sit down in the corner of the room. Still taking in what’s going on around me. It’s just so much. The girls come in to this world, this world filled with zombies. Everyone I knew and loved was dead, minus this small group here. And now I might lose the last amount of family I had left. Why God? Why?