It was lightly snowing as Blitz stepped out onto the open meadow. The sky was a bright, whitish-blue and the snowflakes seemed to glow as well. Blitz had a hard time seeing clearly, he could barely make out a blurred figure. It seemed to be in the shape of a pony, a mare? Blitz walked through the mixture of flowers and powdered snow to take a closer look. He could barely feel anything as he walked across the meadow to inspect.
“Who are you? Do I know you?” A slurred, muffled response was all he got. But that was just enough to freeze Blitz in place. That voice sent chills down his spine; he eventually fell back and sat in silence. His eyes stared at the silhouette in shock as he realized who it was. “Where are you, how can I get to you?! Wait…don’t go, please! Wait, no!"
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Blitz sat up and gasped. He looked around and instead of a white wonderland, he was in a dim lit train. He noticed his hoof was holding the snow globe. Celestia’s sunlight was shining through the window, temporarily blinding him. Blitz had a tough time getting up as he realized that his head was against the window and felt numb. Rubbing the side of his head he slowly got up and walked toward the front of the train. “Hey, um, where are we right now?” Blitz asked the conductor in a sleepy tone.
“Well, we'll just be riding into Ponyville in about twenty minutes,” the conductor said still retaining his jolly mood.
“Alright, thanks,” Blitz replied exiting the pilot. He went back to his seat and looked out the window again. Celestia’s sun was just above the horizon, so it wasn’t too early in the morning. He could almost see a structure in the distance which he assumed was Ponyville. ‘Why the hay did I have that dream? I thought I got rid of that memory for good. I-I never thought I’d see it again. How did this happen, what triggered my mind to have that dream?’
Blitz sighed as he closed his eyes. He tried to forget what had just happened and took deep breathes. ‘Well, I better get over it, no point in moping about the past. Hey, I’m finally going to get a job. I can finally leave my miserable life behind. I wonder what the job will be like, what Post Pole is like. I hope he’s not like that greaser I met back at TrolleyGo’s Station.’
Blitz shudders at the thought of the gross, stuck-up stallion he had met the night before. “100 bits my ass!” he yelled at the air. The pony quickly looked around to see if anyone heard his banter. The coast was clear, but too clear. The train was almost empty save a few ponies here and there. It was almost too quiet as well; Blitz could hardly hear anypony breathing. The hiss of the smoke wasn’t too loud either and Blitz learned to tune out the shuffling noise the wheels made.
“What’s with it with me and creepy, ghost areas,” Blitz whispered to himself. ‘How long has it been? I can’t wait any longer. Mainly because of the creepy atmosphere…or am I overreacting? Gah, what’s wrong with me I overreact to everything. I wonder if Fuzzy thinks like I-‘ A swooshing sound waved by the window.
Blitz almost cracked his neck as he turned to see what the noise was. He looked out the window: nothing. He looked around for a solid minute before returning to his original position. “What in the hay!” Blitz said in a surprised, but slightly scared tone. The winding sound whipped back again past the same window. Blitz still didn’t get a good look, but he could tell that it was a dark figure that went by. He pondered whether or not to open the window, but fear got the best of him and he remained in his seat. He fidgeted uneasily because of what he saw, or what he didn’t see.
‘Alright, I’ve never been a scaredy-cat, but this is freaking me out. A-a-a…THING swooped by! Maybe it’s just a bird or something-no it was too big to be a bird. Could it have been somepony’s hat flying out the train-no now I’m just thinking crazy. Celestia, I wish I knew what it was so I could stop this nonsense. Honestly, it’s probably nothing and I’m over-‘ A blaring bang blasted through the ears of everypony on board the train.
Blitz jumped out of his seat at the loud, sudden noise. Landing face first, he got up but was instantly knocked on his feet when another explosion came from behind the train. Next came the screams of the ponies on board, their wails filled his ears. He could then hear metal clinking at the top of the train followed by heavy footsteps. Blitz left lying on the ground while the clanking rung in his ears. Eventually a large thud broke the constant noise.
A quick whizzing noise followed by another swooped past the train yet again. Blitz knew that noise and assumed there were two figures instead of one blazing past the train. He finally got to his feet and started to make his way towards the front of the train. Before he could take a single step, there was a loud screeching noise that rattles Blitz’s ears. It was followed by the train shifting to the left and Blitz tumbled into the window. The screeching continued as Blitz looked out the window and saw the cause of the painful wail. Some of the left train wheels were broken, the bottom halves of them were missing and the exposed area was grinding against the railroad.
‘Everything’s happening too fast. What’s goi-‘ Another explosion rang through the atmosphere, jumbling Blitz’s thoughts. He looked toward the back of the train where the sound emitted from. Smoke was pouring through the open door leading to the next cart in the train. The fumes rose up to the ceiling where the footsteps continued, sounding heavier than ever.
“I’m still wondering how this train is still in motion, I hope nopony is back there-wait. THE TRAIN IS STILL IN MOTION!” Blitz hurried toward the front of the train and located the conductor. The footsteps and clanking on the top of the train seemed to cease. He reached the conductor who was pouring sweat down his overalls. His cap lay half on his head ready to fall off at any moment. Through the pilot area, Blitz could clearly see Ponyville in the distance which only meant one thing.
The train was headed for a collision course with the town Blitz intended to start his new life in. “Hey, Mister! What’s going on!?”
“Controls are actin’ up, they won’t budge!” the conductor panted as he tried to pull the brakes.
“A few of the left wheels are broken! I heard explosions too from-“
“Dammit all! The brakes won’t work because of those broken wheels. This train wasn’t built to be torn up!” the conductor said as he looked out the pilot towards Ponyville. “I don’t know what to do! I wasn’t trained for this kind of disaster!” he said panicking.
“If you start to panic then I’ll start to panic!” Blitz blurted out. He became mortified, sick with worry. Blitz couldn’t face it; he turned and ran towards the back of the train. He smashed open a window on the right side and prepared to jump out despite his nervousness of how fast the train was speeding.
Before he got the chance he glanced up and noticed two figures hurtling towards the train. Their spiral motion was all Blitz saw before they made contact with the train itself, knocking Blitz back in the train. The sheer force of the impact shook the train and it tilted a bit to the left. A fourth explosion almost burst Blitz’s eardrums as he got back up. This time he got up with a plan.
‘This is crazy, just pure madness! But it has to work, it has to!’ Blitz stood at the edge of the window and peered out. Ponyville was dangerously close and Blitz only had one option. He looked at the right side wheels and focused on them. He closed his eyes and concentrated only on the wheels. His horn started to glow that aqua tint as he tried to freeze the wheels themselves. Ten seconds went by: nothing. Twenty seconds, thirty seconds, Blitz was starting to lose focus. ‘No, come on, work. Work Celestia darn it! Come on!’
It was no use; Blitz was too worried to concentrate his magic. No sooner, his worries escalated once he saw the two figures blazing straight at him, this time faster than before. He thought he could see the sound barrier being broken. Blitz jumped back into the train and braced for another impact. ‘Help me, somepony.’
Blitz expected the large bang to ripple through the air. But, he didn’t expect the hole in the train to be there. It looked like a large cannonball had pierced the train, going through one side and out the other. Blitz felt something was wrong and instantly came up with what happened. As Blitz was tumbling to the left he realized that the momentum and force of the gliding figures had caused the train to tip to the left. The train was toppling over.
Blitz tried to grab something, anything but felt his hooves grasp nothing. Time slowed down as Blitz felt his body leave solid ground. He could hear metal crashing, glass breaking, banging all around. Blitz felt a sharp pain, but couldn’t pinpoint where since his whole body was in pain. He bounced back and forth as the train slid across the earth, tearing it up. It was as if Blitz was in a blender, he felt his body hitting everything.
His eyesight grew faint, his breathing slowed. Eventually the train spit him outside and the last thing Blitz saw was Celestia’s sun directly above him before darkness overtook him and he blacked out.