//------------------------------// // Day Mares and Daymares // Story: Hurting Wings // by Mint_Chocolate_Pony //------------------------------// I have two quotes today. Sexy Strongness. Yeah... Being strong can be also feminine. I don't think feminine equals being weak. Being strong is very sexy. I noticed in the past, a lot of guys who like strong women, they really freak out if you're not strong 24/7. Or they complain about you being strong, then the moment you're not strong, they're like, 'Oh, no, no, no.' Chapter Six Leaving a Blank (Flank) (Warning; Chapter contains verbal images of Sexual Assault.) --------------------------------------------- Getting back to the clouds, Fluttershy let out a slight yawn. "Pizzelle, you must be starving." "Oh no, I'm... I'm fine." Pizzelle looked down at her hooves as she reached the cloud. "I... I lost my appetite. Thinking about my past and before the undead life. All these-" Pizzelle became hesitant to reply. Her eyes twitching around. "ponies. All these undead ponies, searching for flesh." Her back got chills and looked away from everyone. "I just, don't want to eat much." "That can't be true." Rainbow Dash flicked her ear sharply. "How long were you in there? Months, a year?" Rainbow Dash's maroon eyes glared at Pizzelle, who was breathing weirdly. Pizzelle's eyes were wet and were about to spring a leak. "And, What happened? What do you mean you're dangerous?" "I killed somepony." Pizzelle swallowed air, her eyes twitching around again. "I... It... It was Thunderlane. At the time, we were... we were best friends. You saw." Pizzelle pointed her hoof straight at Rainbow Dash. "Back the academy, Thunderlane and I would always be talking. He... he was... such a sweet pony. I remember him flying off to the gun shop with me. He stopped. I remember him saying something about never returning to our original homelands, with the undead crawling with hate. "I told him, though. No. No, I said. We can return to our original homelands, I said. He told me that its impossible, and that we were born to love then die. I." Pizzelle stopped. Tears forming in her eyes again. "He came up next to me and started to pin me down!" Pizelle screeched, her ears flattened. Her voice cracking with hurt, and her wings clamped tighter then Fluttershy's. "He pushed himself onto me, and would laugh loudly. I knew he thought I enjoyed it, I knew he liked me that way, too. I was being attacked, though. It wasn't supposed to be like that. It never was." Pizzelle cried, broken and torn. Fluttershy's pupils were smaller than normal. Her wings shut down sharply. Rainbow Dash looked behind her and flattening her ears. "I'm sorry to hear. Did. Did you kill Thunderlane? Was he the pony in the corner?" "Yes." Pizzelle cried. "He was supposed to love me, forever. I killed, him, though." Pizzelle started to shout. "I just wanted to be safe! I wanted to kill zombies, not ponies! I don't want to die! I don't want to live in this world, anymore!" After Pizzelle's rampage, she started to sob. Rainbow Dash shushed Pizzelle. "Try to stay quiet," Rainbow Dash trotted close to the distressed pony. "If you make a sound too loud, We'll get caught. Zombies are everywhere." Rubbing her hoof on Pizzelle's shoulder, Rainbow Dash tried to calm her down. "But, hey. You did what you had to. It could have been Snowflake, and way worse." Rainbow Dash smiled a bit. Pizzelle shoved Rainbow Dash's hoof away. "Where is our next stop? I need a break." Her sorrow turned around, and became rage. Pizzelle's tears were brushed away by her hoof and she looked up at the cyan Pegasus. "Our next stop?" Rainbow Dash glared at Fluttershy, then at Scootaloo. "We aren't for certain. I would say, Appaloosa?" Fluttershy gave out a nod. "We can look for Apple Jack there, too. She may be with family if she's alive." Fluttershy muttered, her hooves tapping on the cloud. "Maybe Apple Bloom is alive, and Scootaloo can have a friend." Fluttershy looked at Scootaloo who was coughing and shrugging slightly. "It'd be cool to have Apple Bloom, she may even know where Sweetie Belle is!" Scootaloo perked up quickly, her ears up and wings pulsing. Her eyes darted to the left softly and went back to face Fluttershy. Fluttershy smiled. "That sounds good Rainbow Dash?" Her creamy wings waving up and down with joy and excitement. "Sounds like a good plan. We'll just let the wind drift us there, though. Pizzelle could get a few winks of sleep." Rainbow Dash glared at the crying, red faced, raging pony. Pizzelle's mane was still scruffy, and she winced at almost everything that made a noise. "Being paranoid might drive her to insanity. I think I could use some sleep, too." Rainbow Dash's hoof stretched out, curling over Pound Cake. "How much more food do we need?" Rainbow Dash glared at Fluttershy. "We can survive. Once we get to Appaloosa, we can probably just get a lot more." Fluttershy's eyes glanced over at their rations. "They'd have a lot more than ponies there, I assume." Her pink mane dropped down into her eyes. Pizzelle's eyes started to water up again. "I'm sorry." She muttered. "I'm so sorry." Rainbow Dash flicked her ear oddly, glaring at Pizzelle. "What are you sorry for? You didn't do anything to us. Yet?" Her maroon eyes cut through Pizzelle's throat and bodice. "If you're planning something, you better stop. We can easily kill you right here." Rainbow Dash pulled out the knife sharply and lifted it. "No! No, no! I'm not planning-" Pizzelle let out a dark cough. "I'm not planning anything." Her hoof grabbed the knife softly, and she could feel the heavy blade of silver. It was cold and sharp, she could feel it slipping into her flesh and almost slitting a wound. The bloody texture on it, too. It was majestic and felt like water. Water was now pouring like rain in Pizzelle's head. No. It wasn't Rain, it was her tears. Tears of pain, though. The knife had slit into her hoof, forcing blood out of her skin. "I was saying sorry to him." "Who is this "him"." Rainbow Dash snorted, pulling her knife back. The salty bloody of real living life looked quere, now. Her ears flattening down. "Thunderlane." Pizzelle started to sob again. "It was my fault. I promise it was my fault for killing him." Her face flushed to a deep red, a deep red of pain and embarrassment. "I should have let him continue. Killing him was wrong. Even if it weren't meant to be, it was our last chance. I miss him, too. That's the sick thing." Rainbow Dash snorted. "He deserved to die, Pizzelle. He was obviously going to go insane and kill you after he was done. You did the right thing." Rainbow Dash's wings lifted herself up, and her wings started pulsing faster in place, causing a drift to form in the cloud. Pizzelle looked at her new bloody hoof. It looked amazing to see normal blood again, until her mind thought of Thunderlane. He was bleeding when she shot him, the way he had toppled over in death and curled up, screeching in pain. Her mind slowly processed everything again. She could feel the pain over and over and over again. Pizzelle trotted into the gun shop with a slight smile. "Thunderlane?" She said with a start, her mane slickly in a bun. "We're going to get weapons for the rest of our group, right? And medicine, too?" A black stallion rolled in, his slicked back grey mane looked good for the apocalypse. He was wearing his wonderbolts outfit with pride, and so was Pizzelle. "Yes, Pizzelle, but first. I have something to tell you." His hooves slowly reached for the door and he shut it darkly. "Something extremely important that only a mare like you would understand." Stepping closer to the mare, Thunderlane grinned. His hoof reached near her head and his hoof let her bun go, dropping her hair in her face. "You look beautiful with your mane down." He purred. "Thank you, Thunderlane. What's all this about?" The creamy pale mare pushed his hoof away slightly. "We're only supposed to be getting supplies." "I have all the supplies I need right now." Thunderlane grunted, his hoof reaching into one of the pockets with ease. He pulled out a small packet. Ripping the packet open, he pulled out a rubbery type of glove for something that wasn't his hoof. Slipping off the suit, and revealing his long (and slightly pink) shaft. Opening the glove and putting it on with a smile. "If tonight is our last night, we must love while we can." He lifted his hoof again and started to tear down on Pizzelle's suit, ripping it apart and ripping it off from her sweet, slender bodice. Pizzelle was in shock, and in pain at the thought of what he was trying to say. He face flushed red. "Thunderlane, we can hardly take care of ourselves. We shouldn't be doing this." Thunderlane only moved closer, his hooves starting to rest on her shoulders as she was pinned in a corner. "Stop." Pizzelle whimpered, her eyes wincing slightly. "We can't do this." Thunderlane smiled warmly. "Why not, Pizzelle. Do you not love me?" Pizzelle shook her head with pain. "No" was the only word released from her jaws as Thunderlane started to move closer, his shaft gently waving slightly- trying to poke it's way into Pizzelle's opening. Once it had found it's way to Pizzelle, Thunderlane had started his rapid thrusting, Pizzelle letting out screeches of pain. His thrusting was fast and strong, and she could feel her bodice being slammed into the corner. Thunderlane's face was one of ecstasy and he started to laugh with joy. Pizzelle's screaming was dark and painful. Pizzelle swapped her hoof around for anything as Thunderlane let out his release, spreading seed around Pizzelle. Her grasp caught on something sleek and leathery, though. Her eyes shut completely and she lifted the gun close to Thunderlane's dark face. "Stop!" She screeched, the gun right for his forehead and brain. Tapping her hoof sharply on the trigger and pulling it, blood (and seed) splattering all over Pizzelle. Her face in horror of what she had just done. Not only would the weapon attract zombies, but she had just killed the one who loved her. She only took a second to realize this, too. The rubbery condom had broken off, and seed had gone all over her body. She gagged instantly. Pizzelle woke up with a jolt, her hooves slamming down on Scootaloo's stomach and her wings flapping open widely and brushing Fluttershy's side. "I'm sorry!" She screeched loudly. "Stop haunting me, stop it!" Her mane wasn't scruffy anymore and her wings were tucked into her side slightly. She was still on the cloud, though. She felt odd. "Pizzelle!" Fluttershy cheered, her hooves wrapped around the creamy pegasus. "We made it too Appaloosa while you were sleeping. Must've had some terrible dream, though." Fluttershy stuck her hoof on Pizzelle's forehead and sighed. "You have a slight fever. Maybe one of the other ponies are a medic." Pizzelle looked around. It was bright and sunny, which felt odd to her. She hadn't seen sun in a while. But then a thought crossed her mind, how was there sun if they were inside a cloud. Her eyes opened wider and saw a missing panel, and a missing Rainbow Dash. "We got attacked?" Pizzelle sobbed. "No." Fluttershy smiled. "Rainbow Dash is just getting more clouds to thicken the bottom layer and make more room. We're getting a few more passengers for our team." As Fluttershy said this, Rainbow Dash bolted by with a few high-strung clouds and some rocks that weren't too heavy. Flying under the cloud and back in to place the flat rocks down. "Glad you're awake Pizzelle. We'll need you to stand up for a second." Rainbow Dash smiled as Pound Cake flew in, too, carrying a small rock. Pizzelle, Fluttershy and Scootaloo lifted themselves up, Scootaloo with a little support, and Rainbow Dash placed the rocks down. "I'll be back with three more passengers. Scootaloo, Apple Bloom is here, too. You may want to see her." Rainbow Dash winked happily, her hoof sticking out to grab the filly. "That'd be great!" Scootaloo smiled as she grabbed for Rainbow Dash's hoof- both of them spiraling towards the ground. Pizzelle shook her head. "How'd we get here so fast?" Fluttershy frowned. "It wasn't fast at all. You were just sleeping for so long. It was probably a good day, although we didn't get too much trouble from Zombies. We did get some food from another survivor and now we have more ponies to help. Although they're all earth ponies, so a cloud isn't too good anymore." Pizzelle shut her eyes. She knew this journey would be a long one, and that death was only waiting for them at the end of the trip. Fluttershy smiled. "We'll be okay. We just need to stay strong." Pound Cake muttered happily as he flew up to Pizzelle and poked her nose. "Peee-zhull." He laughed and sat down on her stomach and started to blink softly, so innocently. Pizzelle winced at his soft poke with fear of stallions and colts. She was hesitant to meet the new passengers.