//------------------------------// // September // Story: September // by Sanquil //------------------------------// “Uh.” I said, standing up. “That was some party.” I started walking, noticing that I wasn’t inside. Instead, I was alone. No pony was near me. The village was completely destroyed, like somepony had bombed it. I can’t remember what happened in September When everything is gone. When it’s dark and I’m alone. It’s been forever, since I could have remembered. Where the hell is everypony? I just wanna the story. Oh what happened right before, I became so alone. “Hello?” I asked into the haze, “Anypony here?” the smoke opened up to reveal my best buddy, Silver, lying on the ground, dead. “Silver! Wake up! Quit fooling arou…” Observing my surroundings, I noticed all the ponies that I have worked with at the plant. They seemed to have died running away from where I woke. Still can’t remember what happened in September, Back when everypony died. Trails of blood during my stride. I walked slowly to them, wondering what in the name of Celestia could have done this when a noise startled me. I quickly turned around, ready to fight whatever it was, discovering that a roof had caved in. Something, or somepony must have done this to them. I just discovered that the ponies were defeated, By something really strong. Is it very weird and wrong? It just doesn’t belong, like it came out of this world. Continueing my investigation on what happened to my lovely home, something happened. A memory came to me. “Finally.” A pony said, too blurry to distinguish, “Finally it’s done! Ahahaha. It’s finally done! AHAHAHA!” “Stop it!” Another pony said, this one looked like Evour, a pony I worked with at the plant. “He’s trying to kill us all! Stop It!” “NO! No.” The first said, “I’m going to save you. I’m going to save you ALL! Don’t you try and stop me!” “The hell?” I said, as the memory faded back into black. I’ve regained a small memory. Came to my head, Just like that, suddenly. I think I’ve gotten a clue. Something tells me this is worse than what I knew. I continued through the town, noticing that all the ponies were trying to get out of here in a hurry. I stepped in a pool of blood while I wasn’t paying attention and looked down. I wish I hadn’t. “Oh,” I said, “oh no! Ginger!” Ginger, my wife, lay in a pool of her own blood, and now, it covered my front right hoof. “Ginger! No! No! This can’t be! Please let this all be just a dream! No!” I fell to my knees, crying. I wanted to find the pony who did this and make him pay. I was filled to the brim with rage, I proceeded to destroy the town further that it already was. Eventually, a roof fell on top of me and I black out. As I was unconscious, I got another memory. “This is your redemption day everypony!” The blurred pony yelled, holding a small red thing in his hoof. “Go away from me! Stay away from me! Go away, Ahahahaha!” I gasped, seeing the pony clearly for the first time, “You can’t touch me now. You see this button here? I’M GONNA PRESS!” The sound of an explosion followed after, along with the screams of ponies. I opened my eyes, shocked at what I had seen and heard in that last memory. I shifted my body back and forth to free myself from the collapsed roof. Looking around at the dead ponies, fire, smoke, and destroyed village. I saw it with new eyes. The truth was so simple. “I can’t believe it.” I whispered to myself, “I just don’t believe it. All this. All of it, was done by one pony. And the worst part is, I know who had done it. It was…” I just remembered, What happened in September. I was interrupted by a chariot flying through the sky. “We’re here, my lord.” One of the Pegasi said to the pony in the back. Who it was made me hold my breath. “Thank you.” Princess Celestia said to him, stepping out of the chariot. “Now, young pony, do you know why this beautiful village is destroy?” She said, turning to me, “Well? Do you know?” “Yes.” I said in a voice so soft, she didn’t hear me. “What was that?” She said. “Yes.” I said, loud enough to be heard. “I do know.” “Well then, what was it.” “It was,” I started, “a meltdown at the plant. It killed everypony in a fifty mile radius.” “Was it on purpose,” she inquired, “or an accident. And how are you still alive?” “It was no accident.” I answered, “Somepony deliberately caused a meltdown at the reactor, making it explode. Also, I don’t know how I am still alive, your majesty, but I am, and you should be grateful.” “And why is that?” She asked, looking at me quizzically, “Why should I be grateful that you didn’t die in the meltdown?” “Because,” I said, raising my head to look at her, “I am the only living pony who knows who did it. But first, please take me to the Canterlot royal prison.” As we were being carried back to Canterlot, she asked me things about me, like, “Do you have a wife”, “Who was your best friend”, “What is your name?”, and most importantly “Are you going to tell us who did it?”. We approached the prison in about two hours. I needed to see the solitary confindment cells, and fast. Every second I waste, another second the dangerous criminal is free. I needed to find the smallest, most sound proof room in the entire prison for the pony to be in. I searched and I searched, but all of them were the same. “What kind of cell are you looking for?” The warden asked me. “Need something bigger?” “No,” I said, anger rising, “I something smaller, and quieter. Fast!” “Well, we don’t have any smaller ones than these.” Heaing my anger, he asked, “What’s the hurry?” “Make One Smaller!” I yelled, felling a beast I never felt before rising up. “I need it now! Hurry! For the sake of ponykind!” I stormed out of the prison, out into the courtyard. “Well,” Celestia asked, growing tired of my silence, “Tell us who caused the explosion.” “The cell,” I said, “The cell that the warden built, put him in there, okay.” “You’re getting off topic.” She said, anger showing in her voice. “He needs to be away from all contact to the outside, keep him locked up forever.” I added. “Tell us!” She exclaimed. “Agree to these terms first, please.” I said softly. “Fine.” She said, “We agree.” “The pony who set off the melt was,” I started I’m the one who killed the all! “Me!” I yelled out, maddness in my eyes, “I did it!” I survived after the fall!