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// Chapter 4 
// Story: Revenge 
// by Thunder_Strike 
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“Strikey, quickly, get up!”
Thunder opened his eyes, and as they adjusted, saw his mother standing over him, urging him to get up. The murmuring of ponies arguing could be heard downstairs, and Cloud looked rather frantic.
“Strikey, get up, now!”
He looked around, disorientated from being woken up from such a deep sleep. He was still exhausted from the previous events and found it hard enough to even speak, yet he felt himself being lifted up anyway.
“M…mum, whats wrong?”
He looked around, and saw a bag filled with assorted clothes and objects on the end of his bed. The arguing downstairs grew louder, the voice of his father raised to an angry yell, and the other ponies’ voice went silent, there was a smashing sound, like glass being broken over a hard surface, and then silence. The look on his mother’s face turned into a worried frown, she took a glance at the door and then back at Thunder. She took a breath and spoke briskly.
“Honey, you’re going to have to leave the house for a little while okay?”
She forced a smile, trying to reassure the young Colt that everything was okay. A voice came from downstairs, but it wasn’t his fathers.
“Hide the body; I’ll look for the colt and the Mother. Don’t let Anypony come near this place!”
There was a grunt of agreement, and Clouds eyes welled up with tears. She locked the door, and trotted over to the desk and began to scribble something down on a piece of paper. Hooves could be heard traversing the stairs as Cloud finished writing and put it in the side of the backpack. She went over and grabbed Thunder by his arms and looked him dead in the eye.
“How about we play a quick game of hide and seek hmm? Go grab that bag and hide in the closet, then count to 100, but make sure you do it quietly or you’ll lose okay?”
“I don’t want to mum, I’m so tired”
“C’mon honey, if you win I’ll give you a special treat!”
The doorknob turned, and there was an annoyed grunt from the other side as it refused to open. Cloud began to cry silently, she knew what was going on and what was going to happen, but she didn’t have much of a choice. Something smashed against the door, each time getting harder as it started to splinter. Cloud looked back at Thunder, and hugged him, pulling him close. She grabbed his head and kissed him on the snout.
“I love you Thunder, Your father and I are so proud of you!”
The door burst slightly, and she knew that she had run out of time. She grabbed the backpack, placed it on thunder and pushed him into the closet.
“Remember, if you count loudly, you lose!”
She smiled at him, and kissed him one last time, then shut the cupboard. She trotted over to the door, and unlocked it. She waited a few seconds, then slammed it open as hard as she could, hitting the pony beating into it on the other side on the head. He stumbled back and looked at the pony standing in the doorway.
“You Bitch!”
The voice was now painfully obvious, it belonged to Blue. He dived at Cloud, but she leapt to the side and galloped down the stairs, and outside with a furious Blue close behind.
“Razor, STOP HER!” 
Razor appeared from around the side of the house, and crashed tackled her to the ground, pinning her down. He started beating her violently, punching as hard as he could. He was soon stopped by Blue, ripping him off her and telling him off. Had she the strength she would have taken this opportunity to escape, but she was fading in and out of consciousness. Blue trotted over towards her and peered at her.
“Where is the colt?”
He asked this simply, with an angry tone. Cloud spat blood at him, and In turn was slapped across the face. Blue looked down at her, the moonlight glistening of his eyes, and asked one last time with a very held back rage;
“Where…Is…The…COLT!”
“I’m not going to tell you…I’d rather die than tell you where he is!”
“That can very easily be arranged. Have it your way, I’m sure we will find him ourselves. Razor, Finish her.”
“Yes sir..”
Cloud laid her head back, and closed her eyes. She thought back to when Rain and Thunder and herself were a happy family, with no worries in life. She thought of all the happy times they had, to holding him when he was just a little foal, teaching him to walk, watching Rain play with him and trying to teach him to fly. A single tear dripped down her face and she smiled. Those were the last memories she ever had.
Back inside the house, Strike finished his counting, and slowly opened the door of the closet, peering into the darkness that eerily covered the hallway outside his door. He slowly trotted out, over towards the stairs. He headed down towards the bottom and looked around. He couldn’t make out much, and also couldn’t see his father or mother anywhere. He headed towards the back door and opened it. He trotted outside into the darkness. he trotted around the corner. He crept forward, moving as quiet as he could but accidently tripped over something, making a small yelping sound as he hit the ground. He picked himself up and looked at the ground to see his father, lifeless on the ground. He screamed and backed up frantically, running right into Dark.
“Why hello Thunder, how nice to meet again, you’ve caused us quite a bit of trouble haven’t you, now why don’t you be a good little colt and come with me, or you’ll be joining your mother and father in no time”
Thunder backed up slowly, then turned around and galloped, he flapped his wings, trying to get away, flapped harder than he ever had in his entire life, and slowly he started to lift off the ground. Dark stopped chasing and just stood there, looking up at him, the colt that was slowly escaping them. Thunder realized that he was off the ground, but was too focused on getting away to be excited. He got into the rhythm of flying quite quickly and was quickly flying off towards Ponyville in no time. 
Thunder started to cry as he flew and rain started pelting down onto him, followed by a crack of thunder, he pushed on, flying as fast as he could. The storm grew worse, and lightning cracked onto the ground beside him, he freaked out and lost control of his flying. He begun to plummet towards the ground, unable to stop it he just closed his eyes and braced for the impact. He hit the ground and rolled into a door. He opened his eyes and saw a silhouetted pony open it and look down on him. It was the last thing he remembered seeing before he blacked out.