"If we do not wish to fight, we can prevent the enemy from engaging us even though the lines of our encampment be merely traced out on the ground. All we need to do is to throw something odd and unaccountable in his way." - Sweetie Belle
"Applebloom! What'd Ah tell you about killing ponies?!"
"Ah'm sorry! A-Ah'd didn't do it! Ah swear!"
"Do you know fillies get when they hurt one another?"
"A-A-Ah don't remember. What happens?"
"They get punish...with a rope!"
"WHAT?! P-p-please! Not the rope! Anythin' but that! No! No-AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
Applebloom woke up with a jolt of fear...but she quickly regain her anger. "Nightmares. Just hate those!" She groan in annoyance, and went into the bathroom. She looked at the mirror and she growled. She wore a small red jacket (Coat) and white pants. A scar sat on Applebloom's left cheek, and her hair covered her right eye. Her eyes showed anger, but her hoof did a action for her: Punching the mirror, making pieces of it fall.
She heads from the bathroom, and left her own little hut. She looked at her surroundings, and she was at Sweet Apple Acres. It was covered in dust, and a few apple tree's were still alive. The air felt stiff, barely breathable, and the wind kept flowing a large amount of Dust every few minutes. The sky was brown, and the buidlings far from S.A.A was worn out and it looks like one step could end the building. "Captian Applebloom!" called a voice.
She looked to her left and saw Snips in a full panic. Snips had scratches, all over his body, and a eyepatch sitting on his right eye. "What is it, Private?" Applebloom asked.
"Um, two fillies, straight from Fillydelphia, they claim to be friendly." Snips says.
"Let me see them. Where are they?" Applebloom asked.
"In the house. They have a bag with them, and were still searching it." He said.
"And what does that have to do with the strangers?" She asked angrily.
"Um..uh...s-sorry, Captian. It just looked important." Snips said in fear.
"This will be on your permanent record, Private!"
"U-uh...yes, Captian." Snips says. Applebloom decided to go into the house, and she see's two fillies. One filly was snow white, but her hair and mane had it's own group of light purple, pink, and white. She was filled with scratches, and a scar stretched all the from the top of her left eye, to the neck. The other filly was orange, with purple hair and mane. Once again, a scar on the left eye, but it was deeply wounded and looks like she had that scar not to long ago.
Applebloom trotted up to them, both staring them down with anger, and made sure they didn't move a muscle. "Who are you two?" Applebloom asked.
"You don't remember us?" asked the orange filly.
"We're Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo! we came from Fillydelphia to come here and rescue you!" the white filly said.
"Rescue me?" asked Applebloom, as she made a small chuckle of hatred. "Of course, you two fillies are here to make me fall for those sick, twisted ideas of yours. Ah'm not stupid, colts, Ah can handle on my own. Ah survived hundreds of missons searching for food for my crew, and we handled just fine."
"That's just it!" the Scootaloo said. "We ran from Fillydelphia 'cause their was war out there! We had to go somewhere! We were running low on food, and supplies, and...our friends. But we saw the hut here...and thought it was abandoned."
"At first, we thought we could handle a bunch of colts and fillies...but...we got overrunned." the Sweetie Belle said...until she was forcefully grabbed by Applebloom.
"Now listen here, Dumb Bell, you got a problem with my crew, you got a problem with me. Ah ain't afraid to get dirty with ya, but it ain't gonna be pretty when Ah end you. GOT IT?" Applebloom asked.
Sweetie Belle gulped in fear and nodded quickly. "Y-y-yes ma'am!" She said.
"Hey! No one messes with my friend!" Scoot says, until she was forcefully grabbed by Applebloom and thrown onto the ground.
"What did you say...Chicken-loo?" Applebloom asked. Scoot cringed in fear, and her body froze.
"U-uh...nothing! Ma'am!" Scoot said.
"Um...excuse me, Captian." said a random filly. "Thy dragon, approaches."
Applebloom smiled, why the other to frowned in realization. "Spike!" Sweetie Belle says. Applebloom went outside, to see a small, purple dragon heading it's way to the camp. This purple dragon had scars on both of his eyes, on his wrist, and his legs. He held a Tommy Gun in his hand, and he was eating a perfectly good lollipop. "Captain Applebloom." He said.
"Spike." Applebloom says. "Ah can see your perfectly fine from the past three years."
The dragon gave a small chuckle and planted the front end of the gun and smirked. "And I see that you've been the leader for those three years." He said.
Applebloom smirks as well and waves him over. He follows and brings his Tommy Gun. "How has Twist been doing?" Spike asked.
"She's been well. The sickness is getting to her. Ah'm a little worried about her. She's slowly dieing." She says as her smirks slowly turns into a frown. She waved Spike into her hut and Spike shrugged.
"Feel bad for her. She was the only brave one to actually keep the fillies intact." He says, now entering into Applebloom's hut.
"Yeah, fillies says that they want her to be the boss of the group. Which doesn't make sense to me." She says.
"What do you mean?"
"If Captian means boss, then why do they say to keep her boss?"
"No idea. You know fillies, they never learn."
"Can't teach an old dog new tricks?"
"Exactly."
Applebloom lays on her bed, her hair till covering her right eye, and she blows a piece of her hair away from her left. Spike looked at her flank, and it was still bare. "Still don't have your tattoo mark?" Spike asked. He decided to say tattoo mark because...it's just easier calling that than remembering cutie mark.
"Why do you care? Ah never needed one anyway. It's for little fillies." Applebloom says.
"For a nine year old? It looks like you need one badly." Spike says.
"Ah was six years old! Ah stopped caring three years ago." She says, now coming up with a great comeback. "Besides, for a mutie dragon, you can barely handle yourself without me."
"I'm 13! 16 in pony years. I can carry two fillies and myself just fine." Spike says, then he rests on the wall. "Plus, I'm going to the Crystal Empire, under there is Suburbia."
"Suburbia?"
"Yeah. The best resting place in the Crystal Empire...even though it fell. Bringing Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo to safety, then I'm on my way to find the Elements of Harmony."
Applebloom quickly say up at the title. "Elements...of Harmony?"
"You know it?"
"My sis used to explain that to me. It can bring happiness...generosity...kindness...honesty...magic...loyalty...and friendship. Except...Ah don't believe in it."
Spike quickly went into shock mode, and looked at her. "Your not serious, right?"
"Dead serious." Applebloom finished. She got up from her bed, fixed her coat, and put her hoof right under his chin. "Unless you think Ah'm lieing."
"N-no ma'am!" Spike said in fear. Applebloom smirked and giggled.
"Kinda cute when ya scared." She said. Applebloom left the hut and Spike followed. A random filly came in and she was tired. "...Cap...tian....Lady....Twist...would...like...to see you." The filly breathed every pause, then fell in exhaustion.
Applebloom sighed and went inside the house. She went upstairs into the office and saw the two fillies Applebloom met earlier. Spike followed and sat on the right side of the office, while the two fillies sat on the left. "Yes, Lady Twist?" Applebloom asked.
"We have important newth, Applebloom." Lady Twist said, then coughed in sickness. "While we wath talking to Thootaloo and Thweetie Belle, we came to an agreement. You thall thee if Thuburbia ith Legitamate, and if it ith, you will come to uth. Underthand?"
"What?! Are you serious? How can we even trust these two fillies?! They could be thieves! Remember the last time you sent me with a crew?! Ah almost died!"
"You know Thike. How can you not trust him?"
Applebloom thought about Twist's argument....and sighed in hatred. "Fine...Ah'll go. But you owe me." Applebloom says.
"You have my word." Twist says, until her brain starts turning the gears. "Oh! And one more thing."
Applebloom turned around in question.
"Find the Elementh of Harmony...and bring them back here. Got it?"
Applebloom chuckled as she opened the door.
"Ah don't believe in that crap." She says as she closed the door.