The Life of Two "Average" Ponies

by Ferote


Chapter 3

[A/N I got tired of doing the whole bold and underline thing for Ferote and Reive, so now I’m going with symbols]
ß Ferote.ß
µ Reive.µ

A week after Phoenix tried meditation he wanted to go camping, in the Everfree. We were standing at the edge of the Everfree. “Come on man, I know you have bad memories with this place but we can still go camping.” I check the duffel bag on my back (All good) then I look at Phoenix and see the five on his.
“Are you sure you want to bring all of that stuff?”
“Dude I need all of this stuff.” I shake my head at his apparent need for material items (Oh yeah, that’s the whole reason I took him on this trip, don’t want anypony else to be like her.)

:Ten minutes later:
*Pant pant*
“What did I tell you.”
“Shut up man. Dark, Light, little help?” (ß I swear if either of you do anything I will inject so much Poison Joke in your blood Phoenix will go brain dead.ß) “Guys? OH FUCK YOU MAN! You know what? Fuck this shit. I’m stopping right here.” He collapsed from exhaustion, something in one of his duffel bags broke. He didn’t check, so he was either too exhausted to care, or he learned his lesson. (Hang on, Is that a campsite? Looks like it hasn’t been touched in about…ten years.)
*Grrrr*
(Deja vú…OH SHIT. Don’t fail me now Everfree!) “PHOENIX, INFERNO NOW!”
“I can’t I’m too tired.”
“WOULD YOU RATHER BE RIPPED TO PIECES, DIGESTED, AND THEN BE SHAT OUT OF A TIMBERWOLVES ASS?” His fur turns midnight black and blood red. “DIDN’T FUCKING THINK SO.” As usual everything slows down, except for Phoenix and my reaction time, but something is wrong. The time rift isn’t as powerful as it usually is. (He can’t support it, he’s too tired.) The Timberwolves leap out of the bushes.
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“Ferote, I want you and your mother to get away as fast as you can, now go!”
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“Come on man I need some help here.”
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I glance back and see a Timberwolf leaping onto my father.
“DADDY!”
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“Dude snap out of it!”
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I turn my head and see a wolf landing on my mother, a claw piercing a lung.
“MOMMY!”
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“DUDE, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?”
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“Run Ferote, run away.”
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“SHIT!” This snaps me out of my flashback and I turn to see Phoenix pinned by a Timberwolf.
“I’M COMING MAN!” (Dear god my voice sounds retarded when it’s slowed down.) I run towards him, flapping my wings for a boost in speed, but it wasn’t enough, Phoenix isn’t affected by his time rift, and since the Timberwolf was touching him, it wasn’t either. The Timberwolf rears back its head and strikes, ripping out Phoenix’s jugular. “NO!” I flip upside down, then bicycle kick the Timberwolf’s chin. Its head flew off of its body, spine still attached to the skull. Its body fell to the side of Phoenix. I rush over to Phoenix’s body “Shit, shit, shit” (ß Reive, is there anything you can do?ß)
“µ If I merge his mind with yours then I can rebuild his body. I would warn you of the risks, but you don’t care.µ”
(ß You know me so fucking well.ß)
“µ I will have to make you unconscious, otherwise your mind will reject and kill Phoenix. Are you ready?µ”
(ß Do it.ß)
[READ THIS: It pains me to say this, but this story will basically be on permanent hiatus, it will still be updated, but they will be very sporadic, and most likely this will go months on end without updates. I would leave this as incomplete, but I will rarely update it. I am SO sorry, but I can only write when I’m inspired, and I’m just not feeling where this story can go. Any future chapters will most likely be random points in time, and story progression will be rare, I can’t express how sorry I am, but if I were to force myself to write this, it would be crap.]
-Michael