> My Little Wasteland
>  by ThatBronyWithTheClipOns
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> Prologue: Chaos Reigns
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	It was a day that nopony would ever forget, a day nopony could ever forget; the day all of Equestria turned into a wasteland. Discord had managed to escape his stone imprisonment and was doing his usual thing of turning everything topsy turvy. But it wasn’t Discord that led Equestria to it’s eventual state. No, the pony responsible was a purple unicorn named Twilight Sparkle.

It was an accident of course; she was desperate to bring everything back to its normal state. Discord seemed more powerful this time around, and his seemingly harmless pranks had turned deadlier. She was so desperate that she used a spell so powerful that in the past it was forbidden to be used by anypony, even the princesses themselves. But Twilight was desperate to stop the god of chaos, so much so that she even used her power of the Elements of Harmony to enhance it. Discord seemed to be wiped from existence, but he wasn’t the only one. To her shock, Princess Celestia and Luna had been wiped out as well. 

In an instant, the entire world plunged into a chaos that rivaled Discord’s own antics. The sun and the moon, with nopony to control them, seemed to nearly collide into each other. The moon eventually crashed into Canterlot, completely destroying the once great capital. With the shift in tides and weather patterns, oceans dried up and much of the plant life died. Equestria had quickly turned into a desert wasteland. A war broke out between the races for the first time in centuries, a war that lasted close to ten years. Needing defense from the magic of the unicorns and the aerial maneuvers of the pegasai, the earth ponies fashioned firearms for themselves. This gave the earth ponies an upper hoof they’d never had before. But it wasn’t long before some earth ponies were providing weapons to the opposing forces as well. The war was devastating for all sides. 

While many ponies learned to live with each other, lawlessness was all over none the less. Gangs roamed the land, tormenting those unable to defend themselves. Soon bounty hunting became normal for anypony needing money to keep themselves fed.

Immediately, Twilight was shunned by all of ponykind, even her once best friends. She became known as the Cursed One. Many ponies wanted to see her dead for what she had done. Her number one assistant became her only protector.
> Chapter 1: Growing Up in the Apocolypse
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	Spike was not the dragon he once was. From the beginning he did all he could to keep Twilight safe from anypony trying to do her harm. He knew it wasn’t her fault, and he hoped their friends knew it too and would one day forgive her. He did what most ponies where doing, he became a bounty hunter. He had grown some since the war, but he was of a gangly build. His first outing was a disaster to say the least.

“Well well well,” said a raggedy pony in a long coat. “If it aint the dragon assistant of the cursed one!”

Spike had run into a small gang of earth ponies, hearing they had a decent bounty on their heads. He had no actual weapons, but figured he could take them; he was wrong.

“Her name is Twilight Sparkle,” said Spike.

“Not no more it aint,” said the long coat wearing colt. “She’s been the cursed one since she turned all of Equesria in a shit hole.”

“Little dragon thinks he can take on three ponies by himself,” said another member.

Spike lunged at the leader attempting to claw his face. But the leader immediately hit him in the stomach with his front hoof, leaving Spiked curled up on the ground holding his stomach. He got back up as fast as he could to keep fighting.

“Ya got spunk, kid,” said the gang leader. “I’ll give you that. But you can’t win this. I’m givin’ ya one last chance to just walk away.”

But Spike didn’t take his advice, and lunged again. Suddenly the gang leader struck at Spike with a knife attached to the end of his tail. Spike was slashed in the right eye. He’s was back on the ground, crying in pain. The gang decided to keep going at him though and began to kick at him while he was down. Suddenly a gunshot went off that didn’t come from any of them. Standing in front of them was a grizzled looking old colt wielding a rifle. He was wearing a brown poncho and a brown, dirty hat.

“Ya’ll better get off mah land now,” said the old colt.

“What are you fuckin’ crazy, old timer,” said the gang leader. “Aint nopony owns land around these parts no more.”

“Ah’m only gonna tell ya once more,” continued the old colt. “Get off mah land, and no harm’ll come to ya.”

“Do you know who this little piss ant is,” said another gang member. “It’s the dragon assistance of that filly bitch that turned this whole world into a fucking wasteland.”

“Don’t care if he’s goddamned Prince Blueblood,” said the old colt. “Ah don’t want nopony causin’ trouble on my land. The first shot was a wanin, ya’ll keep this up and I’ll you can kiss your fuckin’ heads goodbye.”

“Ya think we’re scared of some old bastard,” said the gang leader. “There’s three of us an’ one of you. And we got guns too ya old fucker. So ah think ya’ll better just get yer old ass back inside your shit hole of a house and….”

The gang leader was interrupted by a shot that went straight through his head. The two gang members were frozen in their tracks as they saw their gang leader drop dead.

“Ifin the rest of ya don’t wanna end up like this piece of shit here,” he said. “Ya’ll best get the fuck outta here!”

The last two ran off as fast as their hooves could take them. The old colt was about to go back inside, when he noticed the young dragon moaning in pain. And yes, he knew full well who he was. He knew who he was associated with, and everything that had been cause as a result. Anypony else would’ve said just leave him to die, but this old timer just couldn’t do it. It wasn’t his fault he wasn’t able to defend himself properly. So he picked Spike up and took him back into his house.

Spike woke up in daze, unaware of where he was, or how he got there. He noticed that only his left eye would open. He felt his head to see that there were bandages wrapped over his right eye. He also saw some bandages wrapped around his abdomen. He noticed the old colt in his kitchen, apparently cooking something. Spike tried to get himself into some sort of attack pose.

“Relax,” said the old colt. “If ah wanted to kill ya, ah woulda done it already. Sides, you aint hurtin nopony in the state yer in.”

“What happened?” asked Spike, moaning a bit. “Where am I? And who are you?”

“Spose ah’ll answer that in the order you asked,” said the old colt. “You got yer ass kicked by them ponies you were tryin to collect the bounty on. Yer in my house. And as for who ah am? Malady Wesson, but most folk call me Mal. At least they did back when ah knew more pony folk. Before it all went to hell.”

“You know who I am right?” asked Spike.

“Course ah do,” said Mal. “Aint nopony in Equestria who don’t know of you. Yer Spike, the number one assistant of the one and only Twilight Sparkle; better known these days as the Cursed One. While defeatin Discord, she also destroyed the sister princesses and plunged this once fertile land into a desert.”

“So knowing all that,” began Spike. “Why would you ever help me?”

“A group of ponies will act stupid,” began Mal. “But more rational folk, like myself, will realize early on that she didn’t intent to destroy everything we held dear. She was just trying to keep everypony safe. Sure ah lost things to during that god forsaken war. Ah lost mah crops, mah cattle, mah family.”

“Wait a minute, I know you,” said Spike. “You’re Magnum Mal Wesson! You were known during the war as the greatest gun slinging earth pony that ever lived!”

“Was ah now?” he said with a sly grin. “Spose ah did well during that time. Ah didn’t earn this cutie mark fer nothin.”

Mal revealed his cutie mark under his poncho. He was sporting what appeared to be a black bulls eye.

“Keep in mind this was before guns,” said Mal. “It meant ah was accurate with damn near any kind of projectile. Once guns came about…well, it was a match made in heaven.”

“So what are you doing just sitting around?” asked Spike. “You could be a top notch bounty hunter with your skills.”

“Ah’m too old for that shit,” said Mal. “That punk ass out there was easy enough, he was blowin smoke and didn’t have the real balls to actually draw and shoot. But there are others out there much younger and faster than me. Ah doubt ah’d last long.”

“Then teach me,” said Spike. “Teach me all you know about shooting and fighting and all that!”

“Gotta be kiddin me,” said Mal. “Yer just some scrawny dragon. In fact, what do you need guns for? Don’t dragons breath fire?”

“Unfortunately I’m not that kind of dragon,” said Spike. “My flames aren’t really that effective for combat use. But at the moment there aren’t any guns that are actually designed for my claws.”

“Ah see,” said Mal. “Either way, yer in no shape to be a bounty hunter. Chances are your eye there won’t heal and you’ll just be blind in it. Hardly got any meat on ya too.”

“I can bulk up,” exclaimed Spike. “And I still got the one good eye. Please, I need your help. I have to keep Twilight safe. Sure you’re forgiving of her…”

“Never said ah was fergivin,” interrupted Mal. “Ah said ah wasn’t interested in seeing her dead.”

“Either way,” continued Spike. “There are tons of ponies out there that will do all they can to see her killed. I can’t let that happen. She raised me, she’s like a big sister. I can’t let anything bad happen to her. Please Mr. Wesson! I’m begging you! Teach me what you know!”

Mal looked into Spike’s one good eye and saw many things. Fear, desperation, determination. He knew this little dragon wouldn’t leave him alone till he helped.

“Fine,” he said. “Ah’ll train ya.”

“Thank you so much, Mr. Wesson,” said Spike.

“Just call me Mal,” he said. “But you should know right now…this won’t be easy. Ah will be tough, ah will be mean, by the time this is all done yer gonna think ah’m the meanest son of a bitch in this whole fuckin world. But ah will also be fair, and by the time ah’m done with you nopony in the world will think twice of fuckin with you. What do ya say to that?”

“I’ll do whatever it takes,” said spike. “Teach me.”

Mal gave Spike the kind of smile that said “You’ve just entered the gates of hell. There aint no going back now.”
> Chapter 2: Training and Info on Everypony's Whereabouts
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“Come on, hit me!” exclaimed Mal. “Ah know you can do better than that!”

It had been a couple days since Mal took Spike on as an apprentice. They were starting out with some basic combat. Spike was also now sporting a sizeable scar across his right eye from his scuffle a while back. While there was some damage done, and graying, but there wasn’t a total loss of vision it seemed. He was still able to go back and see Twilight, who was able to use a spell to heal the eye itself, save for the scar and the graying. But he had gotten his vision in it back. He didn’t want the scar fully healed anyway; he needed it as a reminder of how hard he needed to fight to keep her safe.

“I thought you were going to teach me how to shoot,” complained Spike.

“With those scrawny arms,” chuckled Mal. Firin a gun will break them in two! We gotta get you some muscle first, boy! One way to do that is to do some good ol fashioned fightin! Now hit me as hard as you can.”

“But I don’t wanna hurt you, Mal,” said Spike.

“Don’t be such a fuckin wimp,” exclaimed Mal. “It’s a harsh world out there! If you think ah’m hard, you’ll come across ponies that make me look like your goddamned grandma! Now hit me!”

Spike struck, and barely made contact. Mal stood there with a dumbfounded look on his face.

“Ya gotta be kiddin me,” said Mal, rolling his eyes. “You have a better advantage than the ponies out there. Ya’ll can stand yer two fucking legs at all time! Not to mention ya got them claws! Ah’ve never seen a dragon show so little aggression!”

Spike stood there frozen, fists up, but still not moving.

“Fucking hit me,” barked Mal. “Ya gonna be this way when some rowdy son of a bitch finds yer precious Twilight and decides to do god knows what to her! She’ll be thinking, Spike help me! But you won’t able to do a damn thing because you’re just a panty waste little dragon who can’t do shit for anypony…”

Finally Spike managed to let his anger come through as he punched Mal right in the jaw. He stepped back a bit and shook his head some.

“Well ah’ll be damned,” said Mal. “Got yerself a pretty good right hook there.”

“Gee thanks, Mal,” said Spike. “You’re a really good teacher and…”

Suddenly Mal gave Spike a huge strike to his face. Spike fell backwards.

“Ow, what the hell,” said Spike.

“Ah told you ah was gonna be rough,” said Mal. “Aint nopony out there gonna give you time to compliment how nice they look in their hats. Ya gotta act fast if you wanna survive. Ya can act all nice and sweet with Twilight, but if yer goin after some cutthroat mother fucker for a bounty, ya don’t look as though yer ready to shake their damn hoof! Now we’re gonna keep fightin till ya can’t stand no more! And we’re gonna do this everyday till ya can keep me from getting back up. And from this moment on ah aint gonna give ya a break, we’re just gonna keep brawlin till one of us is the last one standin! Be sure to defend yerself too.”

They continued to bob and weave at each other, making various hits that varied in effect. It wasn’t long though before Spike was passed out and unable to get back up.

“Not bad for a first day,” said Mal. “Don’t think it’s gonna get any easier.”

Mal dragged Spike into his house and fixed them some dinner. Days passed, and with each brawl, Spike improved more and more. And as Mal said he would, Spike began to bulk up as well; he was even growing a few inches every few weeks. Mal still let Spike go back to see Twilight so he could give her food and make sure she wasn’t in harm. Nopony but Spike knew where she was. They had fled to the ancient castle of the sister princesses deep in the Everfree Forest. Very few knew about the location, and Spike made sure to cover any tracks that could lead others to it. After nearly two months of fighting and weight lifting, Mal felt it was time to teach Spike all he knew about shooting.

“Alright then,” said Mal. “Now the moment ya’ll been waitin for. Learnin to fire a gun.”

“How am I supposed to do that anyway,” asked Spike. “All the guns are designed for ponies.”

“Ah thought about that,” said Mal. “Ah’m not just a marskpony, ah’ve also been taught some blacksmithin. Ah modified some guns so you can handle them.”

He presented Spike with various guns. Two six shooters, a sawed off shotgun, a rifle with a scope, and even some bladed weapons.

“Wow,” said Spike.

“Yeah,” said Mal. “Not to toot mah own horn. But these are some impressive weapons. Yer gonna learn all you can about them too. It aint just about shooting, anypony can do that. Ya gotta know how they work, how to keep them in good shape, which bullets go with which guns. That there scope rifle aint as simple as looking through and firin. Ya gotta take in wind speed and distance.”

“If I can take teaching from Twilight Sparkle, I can take teaching from anypony,” said Spike.

“Glad to hear that mentality,”  said Mal. “It’s good to know the various guns with the various ranges. Blades are good to have when you’re in close quarters and shooting off some bullets may not be so good fer ya. Pistols are good for basic shootin and gun fights. The shotgun here is good fer when yer up against more than one pony tryin to kill ya. And the rifle is good fer when ya don’t really wanna get up close an personal with your targets. Each one weighs differently too and will feel different in your claws. Even ah had some difficulties gettin used these back when they were new. But once ya get handle on them, they’ll be yer best friends in the whole wide world.”

More time passed as Spike learned how each of his guns worked, and how to fire each one properly. Just like with the hand to hand combat, he started out rather poorly. But he wasn’t going to let that dampen his spirits. He had to be strong, he had to be tough, he couldn’t let anypony stop him from being able to provide for Twilight and keep her safe. Between his training and checking up in Twilight, Spike was also visiting what was left of Ponyville.

His home, like all of Equestria, was a much different place. Sweet Apple Acres had been destroyed, with Granny Smith dying along with it. With no home, the Apple siblings had abandoned Ponyville to seek out other ways to keep themselves fed. Bounty hunting became the clear choice. The Apple Siblings became pretty famous around Equestria for their teamwork and sharp shooting. Apple Bloom discovered a talent for manufacturing various weapons and gadgets they could use for defending themselves. She even found ways to make explosives. This earned her a cutie mark, a wrench with an apple pattern on the handle. By then they’d all been given some new nicknames even. Applejack was known most places as Calamity Jack, Apple Bloom was Apple Boom, and Big Macintosh was now Big Gatlingtosh.

Fluttershy was the most surprising shift in personality change. She had actually taken up residence in the Everfree forest, with her various animal companions. She tamed many of the wild beasts that resided in there, using them to keep her smaller animals safer from those wanting to be cruel. Because of her new heroics and ability to talk with animals, she was known to many as the Beast Mistress.

Rarity had given up on fashion since nopony else cared. She boarded up the Carousel Boutique and became a crazy cat lady; as Pinkie Pie had once feared would happen. She did however, design a nice brown duster for Spike, which was lined with some plates of armor on the inside and hidden pockets. All of the stitching was done with a special thread that was thin like any thread, but had the strength of steel. She even made him a dark brown akubra hat to keep himself guarded from the sun.

“I think you could make a decent living making clothes for ponies in this new era,” said Spike.

“Oh please, Spikey Wikey,” said Rarity. “I’m surprised I made that coat for you. I’m not a fan of western wear, or leather for that matter. Faux or otherwise. There’s no place for a glamour pony like me in this world.”

Sweetie Belle took up lounge singing to keep them both fed. Her cutie mark was mezzo-soprano cleft. Spike frequently visited the bar she sang at, and both had grown rather fond of each other.

Scootaloo had run off to join some gang, nopony knew where she was currently or even what her cutie mark was.

Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash had fought in the war, but nopony was sure what had happened to them, or if they were even still alive. Spike wanted to know if they were still alive, and if either would ever forgive Twilight.

Almost a year had passed since Spike started training with Mal. Mal himself was quite impressed at how much spike had not only grown but improved in fighting and shooting. He also had to admit that his wardrobe made by Rarity was very badass. Spike was taller, bulky but still lean, and his voice had become rather deep and gruff.

“Gotta say, that look is good on you,” said Mal.

“Thanks,” said Spike. “Rarity knows how make clothes. Too bad she’s no longer in real business.”

“Ah heard stories about that mare,” said Mal. “Most say she was real pretty.”

“For sure,” said Spike. “I used to be real fond of her. But over time I guess I grew more on her little sister, Sweetie Belle.”

“Can ponies and dragons even do it?” asked Mal. “Or have ya’ll tried yet.”

“We actually haven’t,” said Spike, who was blushing brightly now.

“Well, good luck with that,” said Mal. “There aint no more ah can teach ya, Spike. Sooner you get out there, sooner you can collect them bounties.”

“Thank you, Mal,” said Spike. “For everything. I don’t know where’d I’d be without you.”

“Dead in the dirt,” said Mal with a chuckle.

“Suppose you’re right,” said Spike.

“Feel free to visit anytime,” said Mal.

“For sure,” said Spike.

There was a moment of silence, before Mal gave a little cough.

“Well, don’t be expectin me to give a hug er anythin,” said Mal. “We’re both males after all.”

“I would never expect you to do that,” said Spike.

But without saying anything, Spike gave Mal a hug. Mal seemed a bit taken aback by this, but in the end he hugged back. Spike gathered up all his weapons and walked off.

“He just might become the most dangerous bounty hunter in all Equestria,” Mal said to himself. “Ah know ah wouldn’t want to be facin the barrel of his revolver.”
> Chapter 3: Spike's First Bounty
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	Mal told Spike that you never forget the first time you shoot another pony. And you definitely don’t forget your first kill. Spike had gone to Appleoosa, one of the few towns still standing after the disaster and war. Applejack’s cousin Braeburn had been made the sheriff of the town, and was in charge of giving information on bounties.

“Sheriff Braeburn,” asked Spike.

“That’d be me,” said Braeburn.

Braeburn was a lot different from the last time Spike had seen him. He, like many ponies he knew in the past, was gruffer looking and someone who’d seen way too much killing.

“Who are you?” asked Braeburn.

“I guess I have changed a good deal,” said Spike, giving him a smile.

Braeburn looked at Spike for a while, before finally realizing just who he was looking at.

“Well ah’ll be damned,” exclaimed Braeburn. “Spike? Twilight Sparkle’s assistant?”

“The very same,” said Spike.

“What brings you to these parts?” asked Braeburn.

“I heard you’re the best pony to come to when looking for bounties,” said Spike.

“You want to be a bounty hunter?” asked Braeburn.

“Do I not look tough enough?” asked Spike with a hint of sarcasm.

“Well, ah’ll admit you certainly have grown,” said Braeburn. “And the duster and akubra are definitely a nice touch. I’m guessin Rarity made those fer you.”

“You would be correct,” said Spike.

“How’d you get that feature?” asked Braeburn, pointing to his own eye.

“Tried to take in a bounty without any weapons or experience,” said Spike. “Don’t worry, I’m well trained now.”

“Spose that helps,” said Braeburn. “Well on the wall here ah got several wanted posters, with a variety of criminals both big and small. You familiar with bounty laws?”

“Not really, I admit,” said Spike. “Can you fill me in?”

“No problem,” said Braeburn. “Lots of ponies get into this work without totally knowin what to do. It’s all simple really. As you can see by the posters, these offenders are wanted dead or alive. Don’t really matter to me how you bring em in, long as you have proof of who your bounty is. Best way to do that is by cutie mark, which we also provide on the profile. Anypony can claim they killed a high bounty, but if there aint no cutie mark, then it aint worth shit. So headshots aint no big deal. I suggest never using an incendiary device, could burn the flank and destroy the cutie mark. Also, never aim for the flank. Legs, stomach, neck, head, all fine of course, but you wanna keep that cutie mark in tact. Hope I don’t sound repetitive here, but plenty of ponies have made that mistake and gotten mighty pissed when ah refuse to give them their bounty. Ah make no exceptions, not even with kin.”

“Guess that means you’ve seen Applejack,” said Spike.

“Darn tootin,” said Braeburn. “Or Calamity Jack as most call her now. Suits her fine ah guess. Apple Boom and Big Gatlingtosh ah have to admit are also pretty badass soundin. Most bounty hunters and criminals get to be known by some nickname. If you live long enough, ah’m sure you’ll get one too.”

“Here’s hoping,” said Spike, with a sly grin.

“Ah suggest you start small,” said Braeburn. “Work yer way up in the ranks.”

“Kinda need the big ones,” said Spike. “I’m not the only one needing food and safe keeping.”

“Ah’m guessin you mean a certain purple unicorn,” said Braeburn.

“That gonna be a problem,” asked Spike.

“Aint none of mah business what you do with your bits,” said Braeburn.

Breaburn gave Spike a list of various bounties, complete with a picture, cutie mark image, where they’re known to hang out, what they were charged with, and what they were worth. There were even lists of possible partners and what they were worth.

“Good luck, Spike,” said Braeburn. “Yer gonna need it.”

“I think I can handle it,” said a confident Spike. “I did get training from Magnum Mal Wesson.”

Braeburn got a shocked, wide eyed look on his face once he heard that name. But he didn’t have time to say anything, as Spike had headed out already. Spike took a good, long look at his list, trying to figure out who to go after first. He saw two ponies in particular that grabbed his attention. They were the two colts who were teamed up with the colt that scarred him his first time trying to collect a bounty. He would’ve been killed had it not been for Mal. Slim Kickins and Dusty Hooves were what they were known by. They were currently teamed up with a unicorn by the name of Saddlebag Samson. Saddlebag was wanted for armed robbery, assault, and murder. He was worth a sizeable three thousand bits; Spike guessed the high bounty was due to his magic. Slim and Dusty were worth five hundred each. Four thousand bits wasn’t a bad way to start off your bounty hunting career. 


WANTED
Saddlebag Samson
Type: Unicorn Pony
Crime(s): Armed Robbery, Assault, Murder
Cutie Mark: Dark Brown Satchel
Bounty: 3000 Bits

WANTED
Slim Kickins
Type: Earth Pony
Crime(s): Armed Robbery, Assault
Cutie Mark: Two Sugar Dates
Bounty: 500 Bits

WANTED
Dusty Hooves
Type: Earth Pony
Crime(s): Armed Robbery, Assault
Cutie Mark: Tumbleweed
Bounty: 500 Bits


According to the information, Saddlebag was known to hang around the remains of Las Pegasus. While it wasn’t the lush city it was in the past, it was still a gambler’s dream. Spike arrived in Las Pegasus the day after receiving his information. He wandered about the city, looking for any information he could find. While just casually sitting in a bar, he spotted the trio walking out of the bar. He trailed them to an old shack a little outside of town. He kept a close eye on them, hoping they didn’t see him. Finally he went towards the front door, ready to jump in and hold them up. When suddenly a trip wire was snapped and Spike was suddenly hit with a blunt object.

Spike woke up in a daze, tied to chair. His guns were taken from him, but he was still wearing his coat. He couldn’t believe they didn’t think to search the rest of him. He was then approached by Saddlebag. He was a stocky unicorn, probably in his 30s, sporting a black stetson, and a cigar in his mouth. He had a course black mane, and orange fur.
“What have we here,” said Saddlebag. Some dragon thinkin he’s a bounty hunter?”

“Ah think ah know this dragon,” said Slim, looking closer at Spike’s scar. “Hey yeah! Check it out, Dusty. It’s the asshole that got Argyle killed.”

“Oh yeah,” said Dusty.

“Your friend got himself killed,” said Spike. “He was given a warning.”

“Shut the fuck up,” said Slim. “Gotta say, you’ve grown since we last saw yah. But yah didn’t seem to learn nothin from when we last saw yah.”

“There’s more to this dragon than meets the eye, gentlemen,” said Saddlebag. “Isn’t this the same dragon who’s the assistant to the Cursed One?”

“The very same, boss,” said Slim.

“Her name is Twilight Sparkle,” barked Spike.

Saddlebag used his magic to tighten the ropes on spike causing him to gasp for air a little.

“You’re in no position to tell us what to call your unicorn bitch,” said Saddlebag.

“Fuck you,” said Spike.

Saddlebag motioned Dusty, who then kicked Spike in the gut with his hind legs.

“May have pumped some iron since last time,” said Slim. “But he sure as shit aint learned no strategy.”

Spike began to laugh a little.

“What’s so damn funny,” said Slim.

“Actually,” said Spike. “I’ve learned quite a few things since we last met.”

Suddenly Spike’s ropes fell apart, revealing he had a large knife concealed in his coat sleeve. He then punched Dusty right in the jaw, knocking him out instantly. Slim pulled out a gun and started firing, causing Spike to dive behind a sofa. Spike heard him run out of ammo, and immediately fired, hitting Slim right in his front leg. Slim went down crying in pain.

“Gotta say, I’m rather impressed,” said Saddlebag. “But those guns won’t do any good against a magic user.”

Saddlebag zapped at the couch, causing it to vanish. But Spike immediately struck at him with what appeared to be a metal boomerang, striking him in the horn and cutting it off. The unicorn looked up in shock at the stub that was once his horn, leading spike to run up and knock him out. Spike tied them up and dragged them to the nearest sheriff’s office in Las Pegasus to collect his bounty.

“Not bad for yer first outing,” said the sheriff of Las Pegasus. “Here’s yer four thousand bits.”

“Thanks,” said Spike.

“I will find you, and I will kill you,” said Saddlebag. “You haven’t heard the last of me!”

“It’s gonna take a while for that horn to grow back,” said Spike. “I won’t wait up.”

Spike left the Sheriff’s station to get supplies he needed for himself and Twilight. He knew it wouldn’t be long before he’d need to go after a new bounty. His bounty hunting days were just beginning.
> Chapter 4: Six Shooter Spike
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	Spike earned his reputation pretty fast amongst the wastelands of Equestria. He was no longer gentle Spikey Wikey to any outlaw who would dare cross his path. Most knew him now by the name Six Shooter Spike; even though he was known to use other weapons when needed. Spike walked into Appleoosa, dragging along some newly acquired bounties. A gang of five outlaw earth ponies wanted for holding up a train and butchering a family. It was a bit of a trial, but Spike managed to take them out, with two of them being killed in the process. The remaining three complained about having to be stuck so close with the two corpses of their former teammates. Spike could care less about their comfort.

“These stiffs are startin to smell like shit,” said a gangly yellow colt with a white mane. “Ya couldn’t have wrapped them in a bag or somethin?”

“You got no right to complain,” said Spike. “Ya’ll have killed plenty of ponies. Not so glamorous when your up close and personal, eh? I wouldn’t have had to kill them if they’d just cooperated and not tried to gut me when I wasn’t lookin.”

“You sayin ya never attacked someone when they wasn’t lookin,” said the same yellow colt.

“Not sayin I haven’t,” said Spike. “Just sayin they coulda been a bit smarter. It’s a harsh world out there. I aint in the business to showin mercy. And at least I don’t go around murdering innocents.”

“Self righteous words from a fuckin bounty hunter,” snapped the yellow colt again.

“I saw what you and your gang did to that family,” said Spike, giving the colt a hard stare. “You had no reason to do what you did to them. I give my targets a chance, I don’t just shoot them without warning. Now you best shut your fuckin mouth, or I’ll do it for you.”

The colt said nothing after that. Spike took them to the sheriff’s office to collect his bounty from Braeburn.

“Good tah see ya again, Spike,” said Braeburn. “Who do ya got for me today?”

“The Sidewinder Gang,” said Spike. “Held up a couple trains, and butchered a whole family they took hostage. I only had to kill two of em. They didn’t leave me much choice.”

“Long as you kept the cutie marks in tact, don’t matter to me,” said Braeburn.

“I wasn’t born yesterday,” said Spike. “I never aim for the flank. You’d have to a damn fool to do that.”

“You’d be surprised,” said Braeburn. “Some folks think as long as the face is in tact, then it should be good enough. But there are tons of ponies out there bearin a strikin resemblance to one another. Hardly any sharrin the same cutie mark.”

“True enough,” said Spike. “Hear anything from Applejack?”

“Not fer about two weeks now,” said Braeburn. “Now lets take care of your bounty. They were all goin for what, five hundred bits each?”

“According to their wanted posters,” said Spike, handing their posters over to Braeburn.

Braeburn looked at each poster and inspected all their cutie marks. Sure Spike had never been wrong with is bounties, but protocol was protocol. He didn’t make exceptions, not even with Applejack and her siblings.

“Everythin seems good,” said Braeburn. “Ah’ll get yer fifteen hundred bits.”

“Thank you kindly, Braeburn,” said Spike.

Braeburn locked up the still living gang members and placed the two bodies in a cold storage for later burial.

“Here’s a list of some bounties fer ya,” said Braeburn.

Spike glanced over them, noticing his name at the very top, with Applejack and her siblings in a close second.

“One hundred thousand bits,” commented Spike. “Would’ve figured I’d be worth more.”

“Few more scores and ah’m sure that’ll go up,” said Braeburn.

“So how come you never got into the bounty hunting business?” asked Spike.

“Ah got no place in that world,” said Braeburn. “Ah just want to keep Appleoosa here safe. So whatcha gonna do now that yer bounty’s been taken care of?”

“I think I could use a stiff drink,” said Spike.

“Appleoosa’s got the best drinks in all Equestria,” said Braeburn.

“Oh I’m aware, believe me,” said Spike. “See you later, Braeburn.”

Spike walked out of the sheriff’s office and took a stroll down town till he came across Appleoosa’s saloon, The Rusty Shoe. He could hear some piano music playing, but soon as he walked in, the music stopped.

“You all know how to make a dragon feel welcomed,” said Spike, with a smart aleck tone.

Spike walked casually to the bar and sat down.

“I’ll just have a glass of your normal stuff,” said Spike.

“Comin right up,” said the bartender.

The bartender handed Spike a tall glass of beer and left him to his business. Suddenly a pegasus came up to sit down next to Spike. He leaned over to say something to him.

“Say, I know you,” said the strange pegasus with a sly grin. “Your that feller they call Six Shooter Spike.”

“Oh gee, however did you guess?” asked Spike sarcastically.

“Aint too hard,” said the pegasus. “Aint many dragons walkin bout wearin a duster and cowcolt hat.”

“It’s called an akubra,” said Spike.

“Begin your pardon,” said the stranger.

“What can I do for ya?” asked Spike, patience clearly growing thin.

“Spose I should also introduce myself,” he said. “Name’s Sly.”

“Lemme guess, Sly,” began Spike. “You want to collect the hundred thousand bit bounty on my head right?”

“Nah,” said Sly. “That’s small potatoes. I’m more interested in the bounty on a certain purple unicorn.”

Now this got more of Spike’s attention.

“Strange, I wasn’t aware there was a bounty for her,” said Spike.

“Well, there aint no official bounty,” said Sly. “But I figure the pony responsible for turning everythin to shit, would be worth a pretty penny.”

“So why you telling me this,” asked Spike, clearly getting angry.

“Cuz you’re her number one assistant,” said Sly. “Bet you even know where she’s located.”

“Even if I did,” began Spike. “What makes you think I’d tell some piece of shit like you?”

“I was just thinkin we could split the profits on whatever she’s worth,” said Sly, ignoring Spike’s insult.

“You’re wasting your time,” said Spike. “Best be on your way now.”

“Oh come on,” said Sly. “Lord knows you’re havin hard times just from havin to keep her safe. All I want to know is where she is.”

“One last chance, buddy,” said Spike.

“I’m not scared of your supposed reputation,” said Sly, holding up a gun. “Now just tell me where she is.”

Spike managed to kick the stool out from under Sly, causing him to hit his jaw on the bar. Spike then grabbed him by the neck and slammed his head on the bar, pulling out his six shooter and jamming it against his head.

“I gave you a chance to walk away,” said Spike. “I hope you believe me now and my supposed reputation.”

The pegasus said nothing, frozen in fear.

“You ever been this close to a gun,” asked Spike. “Scary aint it? Especially if the gun has a hair trigger. This one is tight, but at this close a range, half of your face will be blown away and splatter over all this bar.”

Sly still said nothing, sweating profusely. Spike finally pulled the trigger; but the only sound was a click. Spike leaned up close to Sly’s face.

“Next time, the gun won’t be empty,” said Spike. “If you ever speak to me again, and I mean even just one syllable, I will blow your brains out. I’ll go farther even and burn your body to a crisp so that nopony can collect whatever bounty your worth. As for the rest of you, spread the word that I will never give up the location of Twilight Sparkle. And if anypony should try, they won’t get a warning like this son of a bitch here! I hope I’ve made myself clear.”

Before letting him go, Spike glanced through his notes to see if Sly was on there.

“A mere three hundred bits,” said Spike with a chuckle. “Not exactly something you can retire on. But a bounty is a bounty. Let’s pay a visit to the sheriff.”

Spike, still carrying Sly by his neck, paid for his drink and walked out of the saloon.
> Chapter 5: Checking Up On Twilight
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	Spike traveled back to Ponyville to check up on Twilight. Mentally, she seemed to be worse each time he saw her; he couldn’t figure out what was happening to her. He bought what he felt was necessary to keep her fed for the next few weeks. He wasn’t sure how long a bounty could take or how far he needed to travel just to find a decent score. Most of the big bounties were farther out west, where more cities were still standing and more populated.

Once he had all his supplies, Spike headed out to Twilight; making sure nopony saw where he went. He started by going to the remains of Sweet Apple Acres; years before he had set up a special tunnel hidden in the dilapidated farmhouse that led all the way to the ancient castle.

Meanwhile, Twilight was alone in the castle; or so it seemed. For a very long time now she’d been disturbed by a voice in her head. Not her own voice, but the voice of an old enemy; Discord, the god of chaos.

“How can you still be alive,” said Twilight. “I wiped you from existence!”

“I’m not alive,” said Discord, “I’m more of what you would call an imprint. I guess your spell somehow caused part of my consciousness to go into your mind. I’m not happy about it either you know. I’m simply stuck in here and can do nothing. No fun, no magic, nothing. I can’t believe you did this to me.”

“You did this to yourself, Discord,” said Twilight. “You plunged Equestria into chaos and destruction.”

“Oh please,” said Discord. “All I did was turn clouds into cotton candy that rained chocolate milk. And sure there were soapy roads, upside down houses, and popcorn fields. But I never turned Equestria into a desert wasteland, cause a major war amongst the pony races; and I didn’t destroy the princesses and cause the moon to collide into the surface of our own planet. Although, I admit that was quite a feet. Wish I had thought of it.”

“Stop it,” yelled Twilight. “I didn’t do this on purpose! I didn’t mean to cause all this!”

“But you did,” said Discord.

“Go away,” yelled Twilight as loud as she could.

“Twilight,” yelled Spike from another part of the castle. “What’s going on!? Is there someone else here!?”

Spike ran into the room where Twilight was as fast as he could, both revolvers drawn. He looked around and saw nopony else there but the two of them.

“Are you alright, Twilight,” asked Spike. “I thought I heard you talking to somepony.”

“It was nothing, Spike,” said Twilight. “I was just having bad dream is all.”

Spike could tell Twilight wasn’t being truthful, but he didn’t want to pressure her into telling him what was going on. He holstered his guns and went back for the supplies. He came back with a large supply of food, drinks, beddings, and something Twilight wasn’t expecting.

“Books,” exclaimed Twilight. “Where did you manage to find books!?”

“Wasn’t easy,” said Spike. “What with so many building being destroyed. But look hard enough in the market places, and you’ll find a few things. None of these are what I would call up to your standards. Some are fluffy filly novels, even some kiddy books, and a how to put up wallpaper book.”

“Oh Spike,” said Twilight, tearing up. “It doesn’t matter what kind of books you got. The fact that you put this much effort into it, just for me. You didn’t have to.”

“I’m not gonna just neglect you, Twilight,” said Spike.

“I mean you didn’t even have to stick around after everything I did,” said Twilight.

“Don’t ever think that,” said Spike. “You didn’t do any of this on purpose. You’ve raised me all my life, done all you could to keep me safe. I’m not going to ever leave you behind. Eventually every other pony will realize you’re not cursed or evil or any of those things.”

“I doubt my other friends will ever return,” said Twilight. “I ruined their lives. Applejack doesn’t have her farm, Rarity won’t leave her home, Fluttershy had to become a warrior mare just to keep herself and her animals safe, and we still don’t know what happened to Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie. And then you…oh Spike…what those awful ponies did to your eye. Then having to become a bounty hunter.”

“I’m doing what I need for us to survive,” said Spike. “And the others will return. We’re all connected on a level too deep to ever let it just fizzle out.”

“I guess you’re right,” said Twilight. “Thank you, Spike.”

Suddenly, Twilight began to grab her head and scream in pain. This wasn’t the first time this had happened, and it wasn’t the first time Spike had witnessed it. He didn’t know what caused it, or why. He did all he could, looked for various medicines and even spells to see if it could help. But nothing seemed to work.

“It’ll be alright,” said Spike, tears forming in his eyes. “I’ll find a way to help you with whatever it is causing this. I’ll go as far as I have to find you help.”

The pain appeared to be subsiding, as Twilight starting smiling and slowly fell asleep. Spike placed her on a mattress he found, providing her a pillow and blanket as well. Times were getting harder for him. He kept having to go further out into Equestria to find big enough bounties. He was worried somepony would find out where Twilight was and do who knows what to her. But they needed food and supplies, and he couldn’t leave here, he wouldn’t leave her. He needed somepony else who he could trust. Somepony willing to look after her and keep the castle safe. That’s when he got an idea.
> Chapter 6: Seeking Help
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	Spike traveled to a deeper part of the Everfree Forest that most would never go to. But he was on a mission, and he knew exactly who to find in these parts of the forest. As he got closer to his destination, he began to get more cautious and look out for anything possibly dangerous. When in a flash, Spike hit some sort of trip wire that got him tangled up in a load of vines. He was then surrounded by animals of various sizes, all in attack positions. One in particular got close up to Spike’s face; a white rabbit wearing battle makeup.

“Angel Bunny?” said Spike.

And that’s exactly who it was. He gave Spike a surprised look and then hopped off real quick. Barely a minute passed when Angel returned with a cloaked figure.

“What are you doing in this part of the forest,” asked the cloaked figure. “Everypony knows this area is off limits.”

“You can cut the façade,” said Spike. “I know it’s you, Fluttershy.”

“Um…” fumbled the figure. “I don’t know who you’re talking about.”

“Fluttershy, it’s me, Spike,” he said.

The figure pulled down the hood to reveal that it was indeed Fluttershy. She had a harder look to her, but it was indeed her.

“Nopony has called me that in a long time,” she said.

“Oh yeah,” he said. “You’re called the Beast Mistress these days. I see you from time to time in my bounty lists.”

“I can’t believe it’s you, Spike,” she said. “You’ve grown so much. Oh my…and your poor eye!”

“It’s fine, don’t worry,” he said.

“And you’re really a bounty hunter,” she said.

“I had to do what I could to keep Twilight safe,” he said.

“Oh right…Twilight,” she said solemnly. “Um…how is she doing?”

“That’s questionable,” he said. “Whenever I come back she seems worse mentally. I don’t know what’s going on with her. She seems to be muttering all the time to herself. I keep having to go further out to find good bounties so I can buy food…and that’s why I’m here. I need your help Fluttershy.”

“But…why me?” she asked.

“You’re the only pony I can trust,” he said. “You know damn near everypony out there wants Twilight dead. Rarity never leaves her house anymore, I doubt Applejack will come back since she no longer has the farm, and of course Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash are still nowhere to be found.”

“I don’t know, Spike,” she said.

“You’re the element of kindness,” he said. “You of all ponies should understand.”

“I’m not the same pony I was back then,” she said. “Things have changed.”

“Clearly you haven’t totally lost your kindness,” he said. “Look at all these animals you have. That you’ve been doing all you can to protect them. It’s exactly what I’ve done to keep Twilight safe. You know she didn’t cause all this on purpose…Please, Fluttershy? You’re the only one who can help me. I need somepony else I can trust to keep Twilight safe from whoever might find her.”

“Alright, Spike,” she said. “I’ll help you.”

“Great,” he said. “First though, can you get me down from here?”

“Oh…um…sure,” she said. “Terribly sorry.”

Futtershy motioned her animals to cut Spike down from his entanglement.

“I’m surprised you’re still so shy,” he said. “I figured somepony called the Beast Mistress would sound a bit more threatening.”

“Well, I know you,” she said. “Any run of the mill pony trying to harm my animals I’m going to be on the offense. But I guess when talking to you I remember the times before.”

“I know what you mean,” he said.

“So where is Twilight,” she asked.

“The ancient castle of the princesses,” he said. “Few know about it, seemed like an obvious place to hide out.”

“So, do you want me to keep her company as well,” she asked.

“I’m really not sure about that,” he said. “Part of me feels she would enjoy seeing one of her friends. But after all this time, and everything that’s happening with her, I don’t know how she’ll respond…we’ll have to see when we get there.”
“I hope she’ll be ok,” she said. “I have missed her. I’ve missed all of them.”

As they walked to the castle, Spike updated Fluttershy on what he could in terms of where everypony was.

“While I haven’t run into them, I’ve heard all kinds of stories involving Applejack and her siblings,” he said. “Rarity won’t come out of her house; last known thing she designed were my clothes here. Sweetie Belle sings at a local bar to earn money for them. I see her a lot too.”

“Oh,” she said. “Are you and Sweetie Belle seeing each other in any other fashion?”

“If you mean dating,” said Spike. “Then you’d be right. It’s not a perfect relationship, but we do what we can. I can be gone for over two weeks depending on how long it takes me to collect a bounty.”

“Sounds like a hard life,” she said.

“Can’t be any easier for you I’m sure,” he said. “You’re living deep in a dangerous forest. I still can’t believe you’ve got timber wolves on your side.”

“Like you, I did what I had to survive,” she said. “Some was a result of being more violent. Other times I managed to take command simply using my stare. As for the timber wolves, I actually had to fight a leader of the pack to gain their respect.”

“Incredible,” he said.

“I suppose it is,” she said, blushing a little.

Of all the ponies, Fluttershy seemed less changed by everything. Spike was amazed by this, yet not totally surprised. This gave him hope that things could improve eventually.

They made it to the castle; Spike told Fluttershy to wait for him outside so he could talk to Twilight before inviting Fluttershy in.

“Please go away,” said Twilight.

“As I said before,” started Discord. “If I was able, I would. I don’t exactly know how this happened, or if I’m ever going to be able to leave your mind. But I can tell you this, I’m not the one causing your mental issues. But I think you already knew that…Does your dragon companion know the source of your problems?”

“No,” she said. “And I have no plans to tell him. He has enough to worry about.”

Twilight then heard Spike walking towards her. She wasn’t sure if he heard her again speaking what appeared to me nonsense.

“Spike?” she said. “You’re back already?”

“I have something important to tell you,” he said.

There was a moment of silence, as Spike wasn’t sure if she’d take this news well. But he knew he wouldn’t get the answer by saying nothing.

“Fluttershy is here with me,” he said.

Twilight’s eyes went wide in amazement.

“She is,” she exclaimed. “Where? Can I see her?”

“She’s outside,” he said. “But are you sure you can handle seeing her?”

“Of course I can, Spike,” she said. “I know I don’t appear all that well right now, but I can handle seeing a friend at this point.”

“Alright, I’ll be right back,” he said.

While alone, Discord began to Speak again.

“The shy one,” he said. “I never would’ve guessed she’d survive in this crazy world.”

“Fluttershy is stronger than she appears,” said Twilight.

Spike returned with Fluttershy standing next to him. Fluttershy gave Twilight a light smile. Twilight’s eyes went wide again, and she began to cry. She ran to Fluttershy to embrace her estranged friend.

“Oh Fluttershy,” exclaimed Twilight. “I never thought I’d see you again!”

“I know what you mean, Twilight” said Fluttershy, also starting to cry. “I wish I had never abandoned you to begin with. It was wrong of me.”

“Don’t say that,” said Twilight. “I don’t blame you at all for your choices. You seem different somehow.”

“Well…um,” stammered Fluttershy. “I have a bit of a reputation now as a warrior.”

“Really,” said a surprised Twilight.

“She’s called the Beast Mistress by most,” said Spike with a sly smile. “She’s even aligned herself with a lot of the creatures in the forest.”

“That’s amazing, Fluttershy,” Twilight said giving her another hug.

But then Twilight began holding onto her head and convulsing.

“Twilight” said a worried Fluttershy. “What’s wrong?”

Spike ran to Twilight and began to embrace her.

“This has been happening for some time now,” said Spike. “I don’t know what’s causing it. I’ve tried everything I can to figure out what’s wrong with her, and found nothing. This is why I need you, Fluttershy. If somepony came across this place and found her, I don’t think she could defend herself.”

“Oh dear,” said Fluttershy. “I’ll do my very best to keep her safe Spike. I pinkie promise.”

Spike hadn’t heard the pinkie promise declaration in some time. A flash of memories came back to him upon hearing it.

“Thank you so much, Fluttershy,” said Spike, giving her a hug. “You and your animals can make yourselves at home. There’s plenty of room in this old place. I’ll feel a lot more relieved knowing that someone is here to look after Twilight.”

“You’re welcome, Spike,” said Fluttershy. “Thank you as well. It’s good to see somepony from the past.”

“Angel,” exclaimed Twilight, grabbing him and giving him a big hug. “I can’t believe you’re still around! Are you wearing war paint?”

“I should get going I guess,” said Spike. “I have more mouths to feed.”

“We can also find food in the forest,” said Fluttershy. “Don’t overdo yourself.”

“I won’t,” said Spike. “I’ll see you all as soon as I can.”
> Chapter 7: Another Side to Spike
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	Spike headed out of the castle. But when he got outside, he noticed something moving about. He drew his gun, shifting his eyes about slowly.

“Who’s there?” he said with a threatening tone.

Out of the brush swooped a pegasus pony. The same one Spike encountered at the bar in Appleoosa. Spike felt so stupid. He’d been followed this whole time and didn’t realize it. Sly made his way towards the castle.

“No,” yelled Spike.

He pounced at Sly as quick as he could, tackling him to the ground. The two fought and struggled for a long time before Sly kicked Spike right in the jaw. Spike went down, losing some composure. Sly headed to the castle when suddenly he got surrounded by several bunnies.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” said sly with a chuckle. “What are you going to do? Cuddle me to death!?”

The bunnies began to attack, all throwing rapid fire kicks. A timber wolf then appeared and pinned Sly to the ground. It began to growl heavily at Sly, who was now screaming.

“Don’t kill him,” said Spike to the Timber Wolf.

“Do as he says, Thorntooth,” said Fluttershy, coming to help.

Thorntooth stopped growling, but kept Sly pinned to the ground.

“Do you know this pony,” asked Fluttershy.

“You could say that,” said Spike. “Tried to get me to give up Twilight’s location. He might have already informed somepony else of this place.”

“What should we do with him,” asked Fluttershy.

“I have an idea,” said Spike with a smile.

Spike took Sly to the dungeon, located beneath the castle. He chained him and put him in a cell.

“Does anypony else know you’re here,” asked Spike.

Sly said nothing.

“I see you remember my previous threat,” said Spike with a chuckle. “Well, given the circumstances, killing you wouldn’t be the best solution right now. So I’m gonna ask again. Does anypony else know you’re here?”

“What’s it to you,” asked Sly with a sarcastic tone.

“So we’re gonna play it this way, eh,” said Spike. “Ok, I can play this game. You know, despite this castle not being used in centuries, a lot of things still exist here. Like some devices used or punishing prisoners.”

Spike pulled out an ancient looking axe.

“Sure this axe is old,” said Spike. “But I can fix that easily.”

Spike began to breathe fire onto the axe and pound on it with a hammer. Once done, the axe’s blade looked fresh and new.

“There we go,” said Spike, beginning to smile sadistically. “I think this is sharp enough now to hack through your wings cleanly.”

Sly was beginning to show panic in his face. Spike walked over to Sly, who was now trying to get free. Spike grabbed one of Sly’s wings, stretched it out tight, and prepared to drop the axe down onto it.

“STOP!” exclaimed Sly, crying in fear now. “For the love of Celestia please! Nopony else knows you’re here! I haven’t talked to anypony else! I swear to Celestia! I swear on my parent’s grave!”

“I hope you still believe what I’m capable of,” said Spike. “Don’t worry though, I’m not gonna kill you. You’re not worth it. But you’re not going anywhere either. You’re gonna live here now with the rest of us. Doesn’t that sound fun?”

“These chains won’t hold me forever,” said Sly. “And I’ll be able to eventually get through those bars! So fuck you!”

“Yeah,” said Spike. “I considered that. And I know how to take care of that.”

“And how might that be,” asked Sly with a sarcastic tone.

Spike flung the axe down, and in one felt swoop Sly’s wing came clean off. Sly began screaming in pain, even more so when Spike used his flame to cauterize the wound. Sly looked at where his wing used to be in shock.

“So much for that supposed reputation,” said Spike. “Don’t worry, I’m leaving the other wing in tact. Don’t need you running off with ease.”

“Who the fuck do you think you are!?” shouted Sly, still in severe pain. “Why not just fucking kill me!?”

“Too easy,” said Spike. “Most ponies would simply resort to that. But this world has lost touch with real punishment. Criminals rarely get any long term sentencing, what with the state of this world. I gave you a warning, you didn’t listen. You thought because I didn’t use a loaded gun, that I was still all talk. Anypony can fire a gun, anypony can kill if pushed far enough. I don’t kill when it’s not needed. You’re gonna stick around here for as long as I see fit. Don’t worry, you won’t be alone. Plenty of animals around now, and the Beast Mistress may even talk to you.”

“The Beast Mistress?” said Sly in fear.

“Good, you’re familiar with her,” said Spike. “I guess not everypony knows what she looks like, but that indeed was her. She’s an old, dear friend of mine. I’m heading out now, but I’ll make sure you get food and company when needed. Hope you have a nice day.”

“Fuck you, Six Shooter,” exclaimed Sly. “I’ll get out of here! And when I do, you’ll be fucking sorry! I’ll bring a whole army onto this shithouse castle! That filly bitch won’t stand a chance!”

Spike ignored Sly’s threats as he went back up to the main part of the castle.

“What did you do to him,” asked Fluttershy.

“He’s still alive if that’s what you mean,” said Spike. “He weighs a little less though.”

He threw Sly’s severed wing onto the floor, letting Thorntooth take off with it. Fluttershy couldn’t believe what she saw.

“I told you,” began Spike. “I’m doing what needs to be done to survive. Killing him would be pointless since we have him restrained. So now you got two ponies to keep an eye on. Keep him fed, but don’t spoil him like a pet or anything.”

“I can’t believe this all happened,” said Fluttershy.

“Good thing I went to you when I did,” said Spike. “My guess is he got to the castle just as I was about to leave. If he had gotten here any sooner…he could’ve easily attacked Twilight while we weren’t here.”

“I’m glad you didn’t kill him, Spike,” said Fluttershy.

“Yeah, me too,” said Spike. “Others have killed just because. I’ve never wanted to stoop to that level. He’s in our custody, we took him out pretty quick, no point in killing him…I should start heading out. Might need to change the location of my passageway.”

“Angel and many of the other animals can help with that,” said Fluttershy.

“Great,” said Spike. “We should also set up some traps around the area. Things just got a lot more serious. This could easily happen again.”

“Ok, Spike,” said Fluttershy. “I’ll do my very best.”

Spike and Fluttershy gave each other another hug, before Spike geared up and headed back out.

“Where are you going first” asked Fluttershy.

“Ponyville,” said Spike. “I need to visit Rarity and Sweetie Belle. Now that I have you here, I’m sure I’ll be heading back a lot sooner than usual. Don’t tell Twilight about Sly, I don’t need her worrying about anything else.”

Fluttershy gave Spike a nod in agreement and he headed out.
> Chapter 8: A Little Visit To Ponyville
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	Spike made his way to Ponyville, practically worn out by everything that happened today. He wasn’t proud of what he did to Sly, but he knew it was necessary to keep Twilight safe. He figured that if Sly actually managed to escape and reveal their location, anypony would some from his injury that Spike wasn’t messing around. Spike hoped Twilight didn’t see Sly, he didn’t want her to think poorly of him. Times like this, there was only one place Spike could go for some relaxation.

The Musical Mare was a recent bar that opened in Ponyville; Sweetie Belle was the star act. When she got on stage, all went silent from the rowdy customers. Spike was the most entranced of course. She had grown into a fine looking mare, and the slinky red dress was an especially nice touch. Spike would go see her soon as her act was done. He stayed in the back of the bar, so Sweetie Belle wouldn’t get nervous by his presence. While she could sing in public, if her special somepony was around she’d freeze up.


Unforgettable, that's what you are
Unforgettable though near or far
Like a song of love that clings to me
How the thought of you does things to me
Never before has someone been more


She had the most incredible voice; it was almost otherworldly how enchanting it was. It could also be the way she batted her eyes, no doubt learned from Rarity.


Unforgettable in every way
And forever more, that's how you'll stay
That's why, darling, it's incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too


Once she was done, the crowd went wild, clapping and hollering like mad. Spike got up from his seat to go back stage to see Sweetie Belle. He knocked on her door and walked in. She immediately planted a kiss on him.

“I’m so glad to see you,” said Sweetie Belle. “I wish you wouldn’t stay gone so long.”

“I know what you mean,” said Spike. “But that should change now. I found Fluttershy, and she’s going to keep an eye on Twilight for me.”

“Really? That’s incredible,” said Sweetie Belle. “How is our Beast Mistress?”

Spike gave a little chuckle from that comment.

“Tougher for sure,” he said. “But still as kind as ever.”

“I wish I could see her,” she said. “Can’t you take me to see them?”

“I wish I could, Sweetie,” he said. “But I can’t risk more finding out Twilight’s location. Fluttershy was special circumstances. I don’t want anything bad happening to you.”

“I understand,” she said.

“Maybe, sometime in the near future I’ll take you there,” he said.

They embraced each other again, having a more passionate kiss. Some time later, Spike went to visit Rarity. No matter how many times he went there, he still couldn’t believe the state of the Carousel Boutique. The colors were faded, paint was chipping off the walls, and all the windows had been boarded up. He went inside to find Rarity feeding her various cats.

“Spike Wikey! So good to see you,” exclaimed Rarity. “Where have you been?”

“Doing what I need to do,” said Spike. “Making sure Twilight is safe and providing food for her.”

“Oh, of course,” she said.

“I also ran into Fluttershy,” he said.

“Wonderful,” she exclaimed. “I hear she’s quite the warrior mare!”

“And how,” he said. “I have her looking out for Twilight.”

“Splendid,” she said.

“If you ever want to go see them, I’ll take you,” he said.

“I don’t think I can ever leave now, Spikey Wikey,” she said somberly. “The world has changed far too drastically. I’ve changed drastically. I’m not the mare I once was.”

“That’s bullshit, Rarity,” he said. “You’re still just as beautiful as you were years ago.”

“Watch your tongue,” she said. “And if that were true, you’d still pine for me…I know about you and Sweetie Belle.”

“Rarity, I…” he said.

“Don’t worry about it,” she interrupted. “I understand. She’s closer to your age, and willing to go out.”

“Rarity, you could go out,” he said. “The world may be different, but not all ponies out there are bad.”

“But the fashion,” she said. “Nopony cares anymore about looking good. It’s more about practicality. Not that I don’t understand, what with the state of things.”

“Some ponies like to add flair to their outfits,” he said with a smile. A lot of ponies ask me where I got it.”

“It is a fabulous coat, isn’t it,” she said, with a proud smile on her face. “I’m certain you’ve taken advantage of the different modifications to it.”

“Most of them,” he said. “Please think about going to see Twilight at some point. With Fluttershy there I can go a bit farther west with less worry.”

“I’ll consider it, Spikey,” she said. “I guess you need to leave soon?”

“Probably a good idea,” he said. “Bounty hunting doesn’t exactly leave you with a lot of down time. Gonna have to go a little past Appleoosa. Probably head to the Badlands this time around. Ironic name really, considering just about every place is a badland. I’ll see you soon Rarity.”

They gave each other a final hug and Spike headed out.
> Chapter 9: The Apple Gang
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	Spike took the train straight to Appleoosa; he needed to get as many supplies as possible before heading into the Badlands. Nopony in their right mind would head out to the Badlands unless they absolutely had to. There were no train tracks leading there, the terrain was rough and always changing, and the weather could shift from blazingly hot to almost sub zero temperatures. But he’d heard that many criminals were using it as a safe haven due to it being hard to navigate through. The first thing Spike did in Appleoosa was go see Braeburn to collect any possible bounty updates.

“Yer actually goin’ out to the badlands,” exclaimed Braeburn. “That’s fuckin crazy! Nopony survives out there!”

“Luckily for me, I’m not a pony,” said Spike sarcastically.

“Yer a damn fool, Spike,” said Braeburn. “A damn fool.”

“Bounty hunting is getting trickier now, Braeburn,” said Spike. “Outlaws are getting more organized, forming gangs and going where they think bounty hunters won’t follow. This is going to make things a lot harder for everyone, including you. They’re gonna start attacking towns in groups, and Appleoosa is right near it. We gotta do what we can before it gets any worse.”

“Ah spose ya’ll got a point there,” said Braeburn. “Just don’t get too reckless, and be sure to ration yer supplies. The Badlands is a harsh place.”

“Thanks for the tip,” said Spike. “Any new bounties or updates.”

“Darn tootin,” said Braeburn. “There are always updates. New outlaws seem to sprout out everyday. Gets plum tiresome.”

Braeburn hands Spike an updated list of bounties; many of which are suspected to be now living in the Badlands. Spike gives Braeburn a thank you nod and heads out to get some supplies. He first makes his way to a weapons supply store.

“A hundred bits fer a stinkin box of bullets,” said a familiar female voice. “That’s damn criminal!”

“Supply an demand, ma’am,” said the shopkeeper. “Plenty folks wantin bullets and keep up with productions aint easy.”

“Yer a damn criminal,” said the familiar voice again. “Aint no different from those scumbags we’re hunting!”

“You’ve got quite the tongue on you, Apple Bloom,” said Spike.

The pony turned around, and sure enough, it was Apple Bloom. All grown up, sporting some western gear. Her signature pink bow, she’d now had tied around her head more like a headband. She went wide eyed instantly when seeing Spike.

“Holy shit,” she exclaimed. “Spike! Ah can’t believe it’s you.

She gave him a giant hug.

“Damn, look at you,” she said. “Yer as big as a fuckin house!”

“You always been this foulmouthed,” he asked.

“Hey life is hard out here,” she said. “You start pickin up words. Ah doubt yer always a saint with yer tongue.”

“Guess you have a point,” he said. “Applejack and Big Macintosh with you?”

“Sure are,” she said. “They’re havin a drink down at the saloon. They assigned me to get supplies and ammo. We plan on headin’ out to the Badlands.”

“What a coincidence,” he said. “That’s where I’m heading.”

“Well hell,” said Apple Bloom. “Ya should team up with us while there! Ah know Applejack will be happy as a pig in shit to see you!”

“Sure thing,” said Spike. “I’d love to see her again.”

“Great,” said Apple Bloom. “We’ll go soon as we can make a deal with this slime ball son of a bitch over here.”

Spike and Apple Bloom got some more supplies and headed to The Rusty Shoe to meet up with Applejack and Big Macintosh.

“Sis, sis,” yelled Apple Bloom. “You’ll never guess who ah came across!”

Spike walked forward, tipping his hat to Applejack and Big Macintosh.

“Ah’ll be darn tootin,” said Applejack. “Spike? That really you?”

“The one and only,” said Spike. “It’s good to see you AJ.”

Applejack got up to give Spike a hug. She then looked him over.

“Dang,” said Applejack. “You sure got big.”

“As a fuckin house ah said,” said Apple Bloom.

“Now watch yer mouth, sugar cube,” said Applejack. “Ya’ll don’t need to be using such words.”

“Ah aint some little filly anymore, AJ,” said Apple Bloom. “Ah’m all grown up now. Sides, there are ponies out there say a lot worse than me.”

“Even so,” said Applejack. “There’s no need to use that kinda language.”

“Whatever,” said Apple Bloom.

“Anyway,” said Applejack. “Ah’d heard you was a bounty hunter now, Spike. Still, ah had no idea you were this big.”

“Ah had some training,” said Spike. “From a crotchety old pony named Mal.”

“The Magnum Mal Wesson,” exclaimed Applejack. “Toughest gun totin colt in Equestria?”

“The very same,” said Spike.

“No fuckin way,” exclaimed Apple Bloom.

“Apple Bloom,” exclaimed Applejack in annoyance.

“It’s fine, AJ,” said Spike. “I’ve heard and, even said, a lot worse than that.”

“That ah can’t believe,” said Apple Jack.

Spike looked over at Big Macintosh, still drinking.

“Still a pony of few words, eh Big Mac,” said Spike.

“Eeyup,”  said Big Macintosh, in his usual manner.

Spike noticed something different about Big Macintosh. Looking at his Back right leg, he noticed Big Macintosh had some sort of metal stump where his hoof used to be.

“What happened to your leg, Mac,” asked Spike.

“Aw hell, now there’s a story,”  proclaimed Apple Bloom. “Durin our second job, Big Macintosh got his hoof blown off by a mean sumbitch! Ah managed to fashion this here metal hoof fer him.”

“Aint just a fake hoof either,” said Applejack. “Damn things gotta machine gun constructed into it.”

“The nickname, Big Gatlingtosh is starting to make sense now,” said Spike.

“Them nicknames,” said Applejack. “Ah can’t stand em. What kinda name is Calamity Jack?”

“You kiddin,” said Apple Bloom. “Those are some awesome names! Ah love mine. Apple Boom!”

“I think they suit you guys,” said Spike.

“Ah’m sure ya do, Six Shooter Spike,” said Applejack with a sly smile.

“Smile all you like,” said Spike. “I think it has a nice ring to it.”

“Spose it does,” said Applejack. “So…um…how’s Twilight doin?”

“Well, not terribly great,” said Spike. “Seems to be having some mental issues. I can’t figure out why. I actually have Fluttershy looking after her now.”

“Really,” said Apple Bloom. “That’s right! She’s the Beast Mistress now! Hear she’s got a whole army of timber wolves too!”

“Saw at least one,” said Spike. “Rarity still won’t come out of her home, and Sweetie Belle is singing at a bar to makes ends meat.”

“Aw man, poor Rarity,” said Apple Bloom.

“Do you have any idea what happened to Scootaloo,” asked Spike.

“She, um, she decided to join some gang,” said Apple Bloom with a sad look on her face. “She builds vehicles fer her gang members.”

“Wait,” said Spike. “Scootaloo is Chopper Chick?”

“The very same,” said Applejack.

“She’s got a twenty thousand bounty on her head,”  said Spike. “I didn’t even recognize her from her wanted poster. It didn’t even use her real name.”

“That’s cuz most don’t know her real name,” said Apple Bloom. “Only reason we knew who she was is cuz ah recognized her picture. Ya never forget one of yer best friends.”

“Sources say she’s hidin out in the Badlands,” said Applejack.

“Is that why you’re going out there,” asked Spike.

“Nah, just coincidence,” said Applejack. “We’re goin fer the same reason you are ah’m sure. Most of the outlaws are headin out there to avoid bounty hunters. Few will go trackin there.”

“But I’m guessing that’s not gonna stop you all,” said Spike.

“Hell no,”  said Applejack. “Aint no Apple around who’s gonna let some desert stop em.”

“You wantin to join us, Spike,” asked Big Macintosh.

“If you all wouldn’t mind,” said Spike.

“Couldn’t hurt to have extra help on this job,” said Applejack.

“Alright,”  exclaimed Apple Bloom. “The Apple Gang teams up with Six Shooter Spike! Yahoo!”
> Chapter 10: Guns For Sale
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	Spike and the Apple siblings got everything they needed in preparation to head into the Badlands. While outside, the all saw a crowd surrounding what appeared to be a stage on wheels.

“What in tarnation do ya suppose that is,” said Applejack.

“Looks like somepony is giving some sort of presentation,” said Spike.

“Let’s  go check it out,” said Apple Bloom with great enthusiasm.

“It is on the way,” said Applejack.

“Eeyup,” said Big Macintosh.

The group went over to the sizeable crowd, trying to see what all the commotion was.

“What’s goin on here,” Applejack asked a random pony.

“Not sure,” he said. “But it sure looks exciting!”

Suddenly the doors of the wagon stage began to open, followed by a puff a smoke. Then two silhouettes began to appear through the smoke. The Apple Siblings and Spike squinted to see who they were. Soon as the smoke cleared, it became very clear as to who they were.

“I don’t believe it,” said Spike.

“It’s them,” said Applejack.

“Eeyup,” said Big Macintosh.

“The Flim Flam Brothers!” exclaimed Apple Bloom.

“Fillies and gentle colts,” said Flim, of the Flim Flam Brothers. “Welcome to the most exciting, fantastic, wondrous, and epic of presentation! Am I right dear brother of mine!?”

“You are indeed correct, dear brother,” proclaimed Flam, the other half of the duo. “We, the world famous Flim Flam Brothers are you to present you fine pony folk the finest weapons that Equestria has to offer!”

“Weapons!?” our foursome exclaimed.

“That’s right weapons,” said Flim. “It’s a savage, deadly world out there! Bounty hunters are in need to top notch weapons and top notch explosives! Am I Correct Flam!?”

“Correct you are, Flim,” exclaimed Flam. “Especially for you bounty hunters planning to travel far out into the dreaded, dangerous, and down right unpleasant Badlands!”

Both made a shiver motion and made woo noises in unison.

“The Badlands is no place to be unarmed,” said Flim. “And the shopkeepers are charging crazy amounts just for a simple revolver!”

“Indeed indeed,” said Flam. “So that’s why we, the Flim Flam Brothers, are here to offer you bounty hunters and aspiring bounty hunters a chance to purchase quality weapons at quality prices!”

The Apple Gang and Spike looked on in amazement. It never occurred to them that these two would still be around, and weapon merchants no less.

“Can you believe this,” said Applejack.

“Well I’ll be,” exclaimed Flim. “I do believe my eyes aren’t deceiving me! Dear brother of mine, come here and see.”

“I’ll be a son of a gun,” said Flam. “It’s the Apple Family. My my, Apple Bloom, you certainly have grown!”

“Back off, bud,” said Applejack. “What are ya’ll doing sellin guns?”

“Well that should be obvious,” said Flim, “My brother and I are all about opportunity. The apple business has been dead for quite some time. And the name of the game is money.”

“Correct you are, brother,” said Flam. “With the state this world is in, bounty hunting being at it’s peek, it was clear that gun manufacturing was the way to go.”

“So how about we make a deal,” said Flim.

“No thanks,” said Applejack. “Ah no better than to get mixed up with you two. Sides, Apple Bloom makes our weapons for us.”

“Fine then, your loss,” said Flam.

“Yer givin up,” said Apple Bloom. “Just like that?”

“There’s no time to be convincing you to use our weapons,” said Flim. “Time is money, and we make a ton of it. So we don’t sell to you, still a whole wide world out there.”

“Indeed there is,” said Flam. “We hope to make a killing in the Badlands. No pun intended.”

“Yer gonna sell to the criminals of the Badlands,” exclaimed Applejack.

“We don’t discriminate on who we sell to, Miss Apple,” said Flim. “If they got the money, we got the guns.”

“What they do with them is their own business, not ours,” said Flam.

“They have a point,” said Spike.

“What, how can ya say that, Spike,” said Applejack.

“We’re not in a position to tell them how to run their business,” said Spike. “Besides it’s not as if bounty hunting is a totally a noble profession. We’re doing this because, like the Flim Flam Brothers and weapon selling, bounty hunting a profitable profession. Not to mention, even we have bounties on our heads.”

Applejack tried to come up with a logical response to what Spike just said. But she couldn’t, he was right.

“You gotta point,” said Applejack.

“How come ya’ll didn’t become bounty hunters,” Apple Bloom asked the Flim Flam Brothers.

“Simple, my fare filly,” said Flim. “We are not warriors by any means.”

“That is correct,” said Flam. “Ponies such as us have no business in the battlefield.”

“We’re far better off being behind the scenes,” said Flim. “Ponies such as yourself are ideal for this lifestyle given your past lives in hard labor.”

“Indeed,” said Flam. “You got the right backbone for it.”

“I will say this though,” said Flim. “Quite surprising to see the number one assistant of the cur…”

Before Flim finished that sentence, he saw the angry look in Spike’s eyes.

“Pardon…Twilight Sparkle,” Flim continued. “Surprising to see you as a rough and tumble bounty hunter.”

“Life’s full of surprises,” commented Spike.

“Very true,” said Flim.

“Quite true,” said Flam.

“Anyway,” said Flim. “While this little reunion has been delightful and all. My brother and I must be on our way. But I’m sure our paths will cross again while going to the Badlands.”

“So have a splendid day,” said Flam.

The Flim Flam Brothers got back into their cart, with the stage retracting and them driving off into the mountains.

“Couple of weirdos,” commented Applejack.

“Eeyup,” agreed Big Macintosh.

“We should head out now,” said Spike.

“Damn skippy,” exclaimed Apple Bloom. “Let’s get out there and take down some outlaw scum!”

“I still have to ask though. How are we gonna bring our bounties back,” asked Spike.

“No problem there, Spike, “said Applejack. “The Apple Gang is always prepared.”

“Eeyup,” said Big Macintosh.

Big Macintosh ran off for a moment, coming back with two big carts.

“How much stuff are you brining,” asked Spike.

“They aint both for supplies,” said Apple Bloom.

“One cart is for our weapons and supplies,” said Applejack. “While the other will carry our bounties. Big Macintosh may have a bit of a handicap, but he’s still just as strong as he ever was.”

“Eeyup,” said Big Macintosh with a prideful smile.

“Looks good,” said Spike.

“So who all is ready for an adventure into the great unknown,” asked Apple Bloom.

“Glad somepony is excited,” said Spike.

“Oh come on,” said Apple Bloom. “Sure it’s dangerous, sure it’s unknown, sure there might be hundreds of dangerous criminals who’ll do anything to survive. But what’s the worst that can happen?”

The rest of the group decided not to answer that question, hoping she was being sarcastic. They packed up everything they needed and rode off towards the mountains that would lead them to the Badlands.
> Chapter 11: Hush Now, Quiet Now
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	Sly struggled as hard as he could to break his chains and find a way out of the dungeon, He’d been there almost two weeks now, with only Fluttershy’s animals keeping him any real company when they brought him food.

“I’m gonna kill that fuckin dragon,” said Sly.

Suddenly, he heard a noise, like hoofs on the stone floor. It became clear that he wasn’t alone.

“Who’s there,” said Sly in a threatening tone. “Show yourself or…”

“Or what,” interrupted the stranger, “You’ll come at me? I don’t know if you noticed it or not, but you’re a bit tied up at the moment.”

The stranger then let out a jovial laugh.

“Who the fuck are you,” said Sly.

“Such language,” said the stranger. “Doesn’t anypony have class anymore?”

“Show yourself now,” yelled Sly.

“So impatient,” said the stranger.

The mysterious figure walked into the light, revealing a purple unicorn. But something was off about this unicorn. While feminine in appearance, she clearly had a male voice. There was also the misshaped yellow eyes, and a long tooth sticking out. Sly was put off by this appearance.

“Who the hell are you,” asked Sly.

“Why I’m Twilight Sparkle of course,” he said. “Don’t you recognize me? I’m the cursed one after all.”

“I know what the cursed one looks like,” said Sly. “And you definitely aint her.”

“Well I am, and I’m not,” he explained. “Do I really not sound familiar? Have I really been forgotten? I’m rather insulted, it hasn’t been that long since I was wiped from this plane of existence.”

“Wait a minute,” thought sly. “I think I recall hearing stories about you…are you Discord, the God of Chaos?”

“Guilty,” exclaimed Discord. “Oh good, they do still talk about me! Appropriate that they do. After all, if it weren’t for me the world wouldn’t be in it’s current state.”

“You didn’t do this,” said Sly. “Twilight Sparkle did this. Everypony knows that.”

“Oh please,” said Discord. “If anything, she’s co-responsible for what happened. If I hadn’t started turning things topsy turvy, she wouldn’t have used that forbidden spell that evaporated me and the princesses.”

“If you’re evaporated, then how are you here talking to me,” asked Sly.

“Well technically I’m not,” said Discord. “But technically I am. You could say I’m an imprint, a memory, left behind.”

“Is Twilight aware of you,” asked Sly.

“But of course,” said Discord. “We have conversations all the time. Although you’re the first pony I’ve spoken to in quite some time other than her.”

“Why are you talking to me and not that dragon,” asked Sly.

“Because he would just spoil the fun,” said Discord. “He’d try to find some way to get rid of me. And quite frankly, I’m not ready to leave.”

Suddenly, Discord started to rub his face. Then his facial features changed back to Twilight’s normal face. Twilight examined her surroundings, not sure of where she was.

“What,” she began. “Where am I? Who are you?”

“Holy shit,” said Sly. “It’s true. You’re sharing a body with the god of chaos.”

“You can hear him too,” asked Twilight.

“You mean you didn’t know he was talking through you,” asked Sly.

“I thought he was just talking to me in my head,” said Twilight.

Twilight looked over Sly again.

“Why are you here in this dungeon,” she asked. “And what happened to your wing?”

“You’re assistant did this to me,” said Sly. “Chained me up and hacked off one of my wings.”

“Well it’s not as if you didn’t have it coming,” chimed in Discord, his eyes and tooth appearing again. “You did try to kill Twilight after all.”

“What, you did,” asked Twilight, switching back to her usual appearance.

The two went back and forth between forms. Sly was getting a bit freaked out.

“Well you are the one, or ones, her turned the world to shit,” commented Sly.

“But it was an accident,” said Twilight.

“And what an accident it was,” said a cheerful Discord. “I never would’ve thought to do such a thing!”

“Stop it,” said Twilight. “This isn’t a good thing. Even you never did anything like this.”

“I know,” said Discord. “And that’s what makes it even funnier! You all chastised me for making chocolate milk rain, and you blew up the world! Gun toting maniacs and bounty hunters! I love it!”

“Shut up,” yelled Twilight.

“What’s the matter, Twilight,” began Discord. “Does the truth hurt?”

“Stop it,” said Twilight.

“Say it all you want,” said Discord. “But I never caused mass genocide!”

“STOP IT!” she said, causing a burst of magic.

Sly looked on in fear as the two argued.

“Holy shit. No wonder the cursed one is losing it,” commented Sly.

“Oh no, that’s not it,” said Discord. “That’s a totally different problem all together.”

“So what is causing it,” asked Sly.

“Don’t you say anything, Discord,” said Twilight.

“That makes no sense,” said Discord. “Telling him would explain everything and probably have him forgive you.”

“No,” said Twilight.

“Maybe it would take away some burden,” said Discord.

“No,” said Twilight.

“Make it so you don’t have to hide out in a dank castle,” said Discord.

“NO!” she yelled.

Then everything started to rumble; parts of the ceiling began to crack and fall to the ground. Twilight’s eyes started to glow bright white, and a white glow engulfed her. She began to cry out, as if in horrible pain. Sly began to go wide eyed in fear, not knowing what was going on. A beam of light then shot out of Twilight, bursting through the ceiling. Sly could clearly hear thunder and lighting cracks. Fluttershy hurried down to the dungeon to see what was going on.

“Twilight, what’s going on,” Fluttershy yelled to her.

“This bitch has gone crazy,” exclaimed a terrified Sly. “She’s gonna blow us all up again! Do something!”

"But...what can I do," asked Fluttershy.

"Yer her friend, aint ya," panicked Sly. "So fuckin do something!"

Fluttershy approached Twilight slowly. Then she did the only thing she could think to do; she started singing.


Hush now, quiet now
It’s time to lay your sleepy head
Hush now quiet now
It’s time to go to bed


“Are you fuckin crazy,” exclaimed Sly. “You’re singin her a fuckin lullaby!?”

But Fluttershy ignored Sly and continued singing.


Drifting off to sleep
The exciting day behind you
Drifting off to sleep
Let the joy of dream land find you


And it appeared to be working, as the glow around Twilight seemed to dim. Also a strange glow appeared around Fluttershy that was then linking to Twilight.


Hush now, quite now
It’s time to lay your sleepy head
Hush now, quiet now
It’s time to go to bed


With Fluttershy done singing, Twilight finally calmed and the glow vanished. Twilight fell back to the floor, struggling to get back up. Fluttershy went to her side.

“Oh dear,” said Fluttershy. “Are you alright, Twilight?”

“I think so,” said Twilight. “I suddenly feel better than I have in a long time. What happened?”

“You went totally psycho bitch on us,” said Sly. “You almost collapsed the whole damn castle on our fuckin heads!”

“Shut it,” shouted Fluttershy, giving the stare.

Sly went instantly quiet.

“I don’t know what happened,” said Fluttershy. “You suddenly started glowing and a beam of light was shooting through the ceiling. Have you ever done that before?”

“I don’t think so,” said Twilight. “What did you do?”

“You were crying,” said Fluttershy. “The only thing I could think to do was sing to you.”

“Must have been your element of kindness coming through,” chimed in Discord.

Fluttershy let out an eep when she saw Discord’s eyes.

“Discord,” exclaimed Fluttershy. “He’s still alive?”

“No,” said Twilight. “Not exactly. He’s more of an imprint, left behind.”

“Does Spike know about this,” asked Fluttershy.

“No, I haven’t told him,” said Twilight. “You and, this apparent prisoner here, are the first to ever really see this.”

“I think Fluttershy helped by using her element,” said Discord.

“I did,” said Fluttershy.

“That makes the most sense,” said Twilight. “We’re all bonded by our elements. When we separated, I guess it caused some sort of rift.”

“It also doesn’t help that she’s keeping the sun and moon in orbit,” said Discord.

“You weren’t supposed to say that,” exclaimed Twilight.

“You’re the one who put the moon back up in the sky,” said Fluttershy. “All by yourself?”

“Well, yes,” said Twilight.

“How can a mere unicorn control the sun and moon,” asked Sly.

“They can’t,” said Discord. “That’s why it’s been affecting her mental stability. As I said before, I wasn’t the cause of that. It’s just a coincidence that I got stuck in her mind.”

“You were willing to kill yourself, to keep the moon and sun in orbit,” said Sly in wonderment.

“I didn’t do any of this on purpose,” said Twilight. “I’m so ashamed of how things turned out. I just wanted to keep everypony safe. But I killed Princess Celestia and Luna, caused a horrible war, was responsible for the deaths of hundreds of thousands, and caused my friends to abandon me. I really am cursed.”

“Oh stop feeling sorry for yourself,” said Discord. “You made a goof. We’ve all been there.”

“You of all ponies are going to be sympathetic towards me,” said a stunned Twilight.

“I’m not the exact Discord,” said Discord. “I’m an imprint! Not to mention I represent chaos! Chaos is random and never makes total sense! It’s no fun taunting you once you’ve started doing it to yourself.”

“I had you all wrong,” said Sly. “From the stories I was told, you were just some mad mare who destroyed a once beautiful land. Till now, I was willing to take you in and let the scum of the land do who knows what to you.”

“Spike saw to that,” said Fluttershy.

“Yeah, and I got what was coming to me,” said Sly. “I realize now, I got nopony to blame by myself for what I’ve done. Plenty of others have made the choice to do good and keep some order…I’m sorry, Twilight Sparkle. Nopony should’ve ever called you the cursed one.”

“Well I’ll be,” said Discord. “It really isn’t too late to change the mentality of the savages.”

“But how long will she be ok,” asked Fluttershy. “She could start getting unbalanced again.”

“I don’t know what I’ll do,” said Twilight.

“I figured you would’ve figured it out by now,” said Discord. “I have to say, I’m really disappointed in you. You’re the star pupil of Princess Celestia!”

“What are you getting at,” said Twilight.

“The Elements of Harmony of course,” exclaimed Discord. “You need to bond with them again!”

“But I don’t know where everypony is,” said Twilight. “And we don’t even know if Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash are still alive.”

“Oh of course they’re still alive,” scoffed Discord. “If they had died, you would‘ve died. It’s the Elements that have been keeping you together. I’ve learned from our encounters in the past that nothing will ever truly keep you and your friends apart. If I couldn’t separate you, then something as trivial as the end of world certainly won’t!”

“But I can’t leave here and go find them,” said Twilight. “Not everypony is going to forgive me so quickly.”

“Don’t have to worry about that,” said Sly. “Spike will find them. That dragon will do anything to make sure you’re back to your normal state.”

“But who knows when he’ll be back,” said Twilight.

“What about a message,” said Fluttershy. “Could you send him a message through your magic? Like when he used to send and receive messages from Princess Celesia?”

“I never thought of that,” said Twilight. “It’s worth a shot.”

Twilight began to compose a message. Once finished, she used her magic and managed to make the letter vanish.

“Here’s hoping it works,” said Twilight. “I don’t think Equestria could survive another burst of magic from me.”
> Chapter 12: Idle Chitchat and Reflections
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	Spike and the Apple Gang made it into the Badlands without any real obstacles. Still, they kept their guard up. If what they heard was true, this had become pretty much a city for all sorts of criminals.

“Well ah’ll be,” said Applejack. “Ah know the rest of the world is a basically a desert. But this, somehow feels different.”

“I know what you mean,” said Spike. “There’s something other worldly about it all.”

“Best stay on guard ya’ll,” said Applejack. “Keep yer weapons close to ya, and make sure they’re fully loaded.”

“Gotcha,” said Apple Bloom.

“Eeyup,” agreed Big Macintosh.

“Don’t have to tell me twice,” said Spike.

After nearly an hour of wandering through the seemingly endless desert, the group came across nothing.

“This is so borin,” complained Apple Bloom. “Ah thought this area was sposed to have a shit ton of criminals!”

“Watch yer tongue, Apple Bloom,” griped Applejack. “But you do have a point. Maybe all that info we heard was wrong.”

“Did you really think we were going to come across something so quickly,” asked Spike. “It’s not like they’re gonna hold up signs, giving up their locations.”

While walking through the desolate terrain, Apple Bloom decided to strike up conversation with Spike; both were walking behind Applejack and Big Macintosh.

“So tell me, Spike” began Apple Bloom. “What was it like trainin with Magnum Mal Wesson?”

“Not easy, that’s for sure,” said Spike with a little chuckle. “He’s a tough old bastard. When I first met him, I was trying to collect my first bounty and got my ass kicked. Mal gave the leader a warning, but he didn’t listen, and Mal shot him right between the eyes. The other two went running.”

“Damn,” said Apple Bloom. “Was it the pony he shot that gave you that scar?”

“He sure was,” said Spike. “If it hadn’t been for Mal, I probably would’ve died. I convinced him to train me, which started with him beating the shit out of me. He also fashioned my guns to work for me.”

“Wow,” said Apple Bloom with awe. “Did he also make your clothes?”

“Nah,” said Spike. “That would be Rarity who made these for me. The last thing she ever made before giving up on fashion.”

“Sure is nice a nice coat,” said Apple Bloom.

“Double stitched with special thread that’s tough as steel,” Said Spike. “She even lined the inside with some metal plating and secret pockets and such.”

“Rarity sure is somethin,” commented Apple Bloom.

“Sure is,” said Spike.

“An Sweetie Belle’s been singin,” said Apple Bloom.

“You bet,” said Spike. “She’s the number one act at the Musical Mare. I watch her show whenever I can.”

“You two are sweet on each other, aint ya,” Apple Bloom said with a sly smile.

“You could say that,” said Spike.

“Think yer gonna marry her,” asked Apple Bloom.

Spike gulped a little at this comment.

“Hadn’t really thought about it,” said Spike.

“Well ah bet ya’ll have already taken a roll in the hay,” Apple Bloom said with another sly Smile.

“That’s none of your concern,” said Spike, tilting his hat down to hide his blushing.

“Hell, we’re all grownups here,” said Apple Bloom. “Ah can tell ya right now that ah sure as hell aint no virgin.”

Spike’s entire face practically went bright red at this comment. This got Apple Bloom laughing; that was the Spike she knew. Applejack could overhear the conversation and couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

“Can you believe the things she’s sayin back there,” Applejack said to Big Macintosh.

“Eeyup,” said Big Macintosh.

“What,” exclaimed Applejack. “How can ya’ll say that, Big Macintosh?”

“She aint a little filly no more, AJ,” said Big Macintosh. “An the world is a far different place. Can’t say ah approve of how she talks, but she’s a grown mare, an ah aint her father.”

“But we’re lookin out for her, Mac,” said Applejack.

“Nope,” said Big Macintosh. “She’s choosin to stay with us.”

“Ya mean ya want her to leave us,” said Applejack.

“Nope,” said Big Mac. “Not sayin that at all. But if she wanted to, she could. Natural for children to eventually head out on their own. Circumstances bein what they are, ah’m glad she’s around. Ah’m glad yer both around.”

“Ah aint gonna abandon family,” said Applejack.

“But you said Twilight was family once,” said Big Macintosh.

“That’s completely different,” said Applejack. “You and Apple Bloom are blood. And because of what she did, we lost Sweet Apple Acres. And Granny Smith.”

“You know blood don’t mean a thing,” said Big Macintosh. “An what Twilight did wasn’t on purpose, an you know that too.”

“So what, yer sayin ah shouldn’t be mad at her,” asked Applejack.

“Nope,” said Big Macintosh. “Ah’m sad about the loss of Granny Smith like you an Apple Bloom, more so than the loss of our farm. But Granny wasn’t mad at Twilight.”

“And just how the hay do you know that,” said Applejack.

“Cuz ah was the last one to see her alive,” said Big Macintosh in a somber tone.

“Why didn’t you tell me,” said Applejack. “Why didn’t you get me an Apple Bloom to come see her in her final moments.”

“Cuz it wasn’t planned er anythin,” said Big Macintosh. “Ah was up late, an ah heard her cryin. Ah went to go see what ah could do. She told me to come close to her, and she spoke to me. ‘Macintosh, don’t be hatin Twilight Sparkle fer what happened. She had good intentions that just went the wrong way. Holdin on to hate won’t get you nowhere. Ah’ve lived a long, happy life, an ah’m so proud by how ya’ll turned out. An promise me you’ll look after yer sisters.’”

“Why didn’t you ever tell us about that,” said Applejack.

“You were so distraught an angry when she passed that ah didn’t think you’d listen,” said Big Macintosh. “Ah’m sorry fer that, Applejack, ah shoulda known better.”

“Ah spose ya have a point there,” said Applejack.

“But after all these years,” began Big Macintosh. “Can you  honestly say ya don’t miss yer friends?”

“Of course ah miss them, Big Mac,” said Applejack. “Ah miss them every single day. Seein Spike after so long specially brought back memories. Ah miss them all, an ah wish ah could see them all. Then again, we don’t even know if Rainbow Dash an Pinkie Pie are still alive.”

“They are,” said Big Macintosh.

“An how do you know that,” asked Applejack.

“Ah’ve seen ya’ll do some amazin things,” said Big Macintosh. “Rainbow Dash is tough, and Pinkie Pie does things nopony should. If anypony can survive this hell on earth, it’s those two.”

“Never thought about that,” said Applejack. “Ya got a point there. Ya really ought to say more things more often, Mac.”

“Maybe,” said Big Mac with a proud smile.

The group then came across a rock formation, set up in an odd pattern.

“Well this is odd,” said Spike. “These rocks are clearly not part of this natural terrain.”

“How can ya tell that,” asked Applejack.

“It’s a dragon thing,” said Spike. “But they were definitely moved her by outsides sources.”

“Maybe it’s a marker,” said Apple Bloom. “To keep track of where they were last.”

“Could be,” said Spike.

Just then, a group of ten earth ponies appeared out of nowhere, pointing their guns directly at Spike and the others.
“Keep yer hands up,” yelled one pony. “Iffin ya’ll don’t wanna lose yer fuckin heads!”

“Well aint this just fuckin fantastic,” said Apple Bloom with extreme sarcasm in her voice.

Spike and the Apple Gang were surrounded by what appeared to be 10 earth ponies; and all were armed.

“Ah can’t believe it,” exclaimed one earth pony. “We managed to catch us Six Shooter Spike and the Apple Gang. We’ll be gettin a shit load fer them hides.”

“Ya’ll best put your weapons down,” said another. “We got ya’ll surrounded.”

As much as Spike hated to think it, they were right. There were no gaps he could make out. But all of a sudden, he noticed a light glaring at his eye. He tilted his head slightly, and saw a smaller lone cloud floating high above them. And he swore he could see some sort of hole on the bottom.

“Everypony get down on the ground,” he whispered to the Apple Siblings.

“What the hell are you talkin bout, Spike,” asked Applejack in a whisper.

“Trust me,” he said.

All four fell to the ground as quickly as they could. Confused, one of the gang members was about to fire. When all of a sudden, a gunfire went off from seemingly nowhere.
> Chapter 13: A Good Ol' Fashioned Shootout
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	One of the gang members was down in a second, blood gushing out of his head like a geyser.

“Where the fuck did that come from,” yelled a panicked gang member.

They looked around and saw nothing. It obviously didn’t come from Spike or the Apple Gang, as they were clearly on the ground with no weapons in claw or hoof. Suddenly another shot went off and the gang began to panic. This gave Spike and the others time to grab their weapons again and fight back. Spike pulled out his sawed off shotgun and blew two ponies away. Big Macintosh unlatched his metal stub, attached some kind of crank to it and began firing several rounds of bullets. Applejack and Apple Bloom took shelter behind a free rock and began an old fashioned shootout with a couple gang members.

“Spike,” yelled Applejack. “What’s goin on!? Who’s fired those shots!?”

“I don’t know,” yelled Spike. “Seems to be coming from the cloud above us though!”

One gang member heard this, looked up and saw the cloud. He was about to take aim, when suddenly a surge of magic seemed to zap him, frying him to a crisp.

“Holy shit,” yelled Apple Bloom. “Got ourselves a fuckin unicorn out here!”

“Will you please watch yer mouth,” Applejack yelled at her.

“Ah really don’t think this is the time to be lecturin me my mouth, AJ,” yelled Apple Bloom.

The gunfire continued, with most of the gang members now dead. Two remained, and were about to fire again, when out from the sand popped something none of them ever saw coming.

“It’s a giant alligator,” yelled Apple Bloom.

None of them could believe it, but that’s exactly what it was. The thing was huge too, had to be fifteen to twenty feet long. The last two gang member ran off in terror. But the alligator then turned it’s attention to Spike, who was leaning against a rock. The alligator opened it’s mouth and there was clearly a clamping noise. Spike let out a yell, but suddenly noticed something odd about this alligator. It didn’t have any teeth.

“No way,” said a stunned Spike.

Applejack was about to fire.

“Don’t,” yelled Spike. “It doesn’t have anything teeth!”
Applejack went wide eyed from that remark. No teeth? She went over to Spike to get a better look at this gator.

“Ah’ll be a son of a bitch,” exclaimed Applejack. “It’s Gummy!”

“Gummy,” said Apple Bloom. “Pinkie Pie’s pet alligator!?”

“Darn tootin,” said Applejack. “Doubt there are many toothless alligators running about. Specially in the desert.”

“But who was firing from that cloud,” asked Apple Bloom.

“Show yourself,” exclaimed Spike. “We know this alligator. We know Pinkie Pie.”

Peeking above the cloud, was a light goldish gray pegasus, with a brown mane and dark grayish tangelo eyes.

“And just how do you know, Pinkie Pie,” asked this sniper pegasus.

Applejack knew right away who that young pegasus was.

“Cuz ah was there with her the day you was born,” chimed in Applejack. “Good to see ya again, Pound Cake.”

The young pegasai’s eyes widened at Applejack saying his name.

“Ah’m guessin that was yer twin sister, Pumpkin, shootin those bursts of magic,” commented Applejack. “Ya can come out, Pumpkin. We’re all friends with Pinkie Pie.”

Peeking from behind a rock was a unicorn with a light yellow coat, a light brilliant orange mane, and brilliant azure eyes.

“And how do we know you’re really close to her,” commented Pumpkin.

“Her full name is Pinkamina Diane Pie,” said Applejack.

“And she grew up on a rock farm with her parents and two sisters,” said Apple Bloom.

“And it was Rainbow Dash’s sonic rainboom that caused her to smile for the first time ever.”

“Eeyup,” said Big Macintosh.

“Sounds legit to me, sis,” shouted Pound to his sister.

“Seems that way,” said Pumpkin.

Pound Cake flew down from the cloud, holding a sniper rifle. His cutie mark appeared to be a large hammer. Pumpkin Cake came out from behind rock, sporting a pale, light grayish cerulean streak for a cutie mark.

“Never occurred to me these two would be old enough to have cutie marks,” said Applejack.

“Well, they gotta be fourteen or fifteen at this point,” commented Spike.

“I think I’ve heard of you two,” said Pound Cake. “You’re the Apple siblings. Applejack, Apple Bloom, and Big Macintosh.”

“And you’re Spike,” said Pumpkin Cake. “Assistant to Twilight Sparkle. Though we always heard you were a lot smaller.”

“You two should know best that babies don’t stay little,” said Spike.

“Alright, cut the shit,” said Apple Bloom. “Where’s Pinkie Pie?”

“Apple Bloom, don’t be rude,” said Applejack.

“But they obviously know where she is,” said Apple Bloom. “They got Gummy with em. Plus, we know that Mr. and Mrs. Cake died durin the war.”

Applejack face hoofed herself at Apple Blooms lack of tact.

“It’s alright,” said Pound Cake. “We’re aware that our parents are gone.”

“And she’s right,” said Pumpkin Cake. “We do know where Pinkie Pie is. She’s the one who’s been taking care of us all these years. She and Rainbow Dash both.

“Rainbow Dash,” exclaimed Spike and Applejack.

“She’s alive too,” said Spike.

“Well duh,” said Pound Cake. “Who do you think taught me my aerial moves? I wasn’t just sitting in that cloud the whole time.”

“Will you take us to see them,” said Spike.

“I suppose we can,” said Pound Cake. “We gotta get rid of these bodies first. Guess we can have gummy eat them up.”

“Hell no,” exclaimed Apple Bloom. “Some of them might be worth something!”

“We don’t have time fer that, sugar cube,” said Applejack. “Plus we really don’t wanna keep ten dead bodies on us. Who knows how long we’ll be out here.”

“Fine,” Apple Bloom said with a sigh. “But how’s a toothless alligator gonna eat em up?”

“No problem,” said Pumpkin Cake.

Pumpkin Cake used her magic to gather up all the bodies, slicing them into pieces and having Gummy gobble all the pieces up. Applejack, Big Macintosh, and Spike winced at this event; while Apple Bloom had a huge grin on her face.

“That’s one of the coolest things ah’ve ever seen in mah whole damn life,” said Apple Bloom.
> Chapter 14: Reunions
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	Once Gummy was done eating the bodies, the Cake Twins gathered up any remaining clothes and weapons so as not to leave any evidence behind.

“Ya’ll do this kinda thing often,” asked Applejack.

“Nah,” said Pound Cake. “Not as often as you’d think. It’s hardly ever this many at once though. On average it’s probably two or three bandits.”

“And you don’t take them in fer bounties,” asked Apple Bloom.

“Nope,” said Pumpkin Cake. “We just live off the supplies that they have on them.”

“Scavengers,” commented Spike. “I’ve heard of them living throughout Equestria. Never really came across any though.”

“We don’t always kill them,” said Pound Cake. “Most of the time we’re able to sneak into camps and take some supplies. We only kill when our location is threatened.”

“I’m not judging or anything,” said Spike. “We all do what we can to survive.”

“Eeyup,” agreed Big Macintosh.

“The big guy doesn’t say much, eh,” commented Pumpkin Cake.

“Not unless he needs to,” said Applejack.

“Alright, we’re all done,” said Pound Cake. “We’ll take you to see Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash now.”

“You all bring any goggles,” asked Pumpkin Cake.

“Uh, sure, for sand storms and such,” said Applejack.

“Then put them on,” said Pumpkin Cake with sly smile.

Everypony put on a pair of goggles as Pound cake began flying around faster and faster to make a makeshift sandstorm. Meanwhile, Pumpkin Cake used her magic to form a protective barrier around everypony and to help expand the storm. While the storm was going on, Pound Cake shifted one of the giant rocks to reveal a hidden passageway. They all headed down, pulling the stone back onto the hole.

“A secret tunnel,” commented Applejack. “Ah’ll be darn tootin. That’s might impressive.”

“I figured you’d be more impressed by our show,” said Pound Cake.
“On right,” said Applejack with a little blush. “That was mighty impressive as well.”

“How come yer cutie mark is a hammer though, if yah did that whole sandstorm thing,” Apple Bloom asked Pound Cake.

“That’s just a side talent,” said Pound Cake. “I’m the one who formed those rock formations with my own hooves.”

“Wow,” said Apple Bloom. “You can break through solid rock?”

“Sure can,” said Pound Cake. “Discovered that talent years ago when we first explored the Badlands.”

“Pound Cake really is an appropriate name for you,” commented Spike. “So how did this tunnel get formed?”

“Combination of Pinkie’s ingenuity, my magic, and Pound’s pounding skills,” said Pumpkin Cake.

“I’m gonna guess this isn’t the only tunnel,” said Spike.

“You’d be correct,” said Pumpkin Cake. “Got a whole network set up throughout. Makes it easier to get around, spying on the various outlaws.”

“You don’t feel bad stealing from others,” said Applejack.

“It’s not as if they’re innocent,” said Pound Cake. “Bet most of their possessions are stolen too.”

“Don’t pat attention to Applejack,” said Apple Bloom. “She’s the Element of Honesty, so she don’t always feel good about what we do.”

“And you are,” said Applejack.

“Well ah wouldn’t say that,” said Apple Bloom. “But it’s not as if we’re going around huntin innocent ponies or nothin. Most of them are choosin to rob and kill just fer the hell of it.”

“Spose you gotta point there,” said Applejack.

“How long have you all been living out here,” asked Spike.

“Five or six years now I guess,” said Pound Cake.

They walked a bit further, till they came to a big metal door.
“Stay here for a sec,” said Pound Cake. “We’ll be right back.”

Spike and the Apple Gang stayed behind while the Cake Twins went in. A moment later, Pound cake opened the door again and signaled them to come in.

“Not a bad place you got here,” said Spike.

“Thanks,” said Pound Cake. “Got it set up with some periscopes too. We can keep an eye out on most of the Badlands.”

“So you say we have visitors,” said a familiar voice.

In walked Pinkie Pie, wearing a blue dress with yellow flowers. But Spike and Applejack noticed something immediately different about her. Her mane and tale were straight and her pink tone seemed less bright. She didn’t even look all that excited to see them.

“Applejack, Spike,” said Pinkie Pie with a slight smile. “It’s so great to see you two. You too, Apple Bloom and Big Macintosh.”

“It’s great to see you too, sugar cube,” said Applejack. “We weren’t sure if you and Rainbow Dash were still alive.”

“I guess that’s reasonable,” said Pinkie Pie. “We all haven’t seen each other in so long. I’ll go get Rainbow Dash.”

“That was eerie,” said Spike.

“Yah aint kiddin, Spike.” said Applejack.

“Whaddya mean,” said Apple Bloom.

“How can you not notice,” said Applejack. “Her mane was completely straight. Not a single curl or puff. Her color was off too. Like the shine was gone.”

“She didn’t seem all that excited to see us either,” said Spike.

“And why was she weain a dress,” said Applejack.

“To cover up her scars,” said another Familiar Voice.

“Rainbow Dash,” exclaimed Apple Bloom. 

Apple Bloom ran over to the light blue pegasus to give her a hug; Rainbow Dash hugged back.
“Wow, Apple Bloom,” said Rainbow Dash. “You certainly have grown.”

“Sure is great to see you Rainbow Dash,” said Applejack.

“Same to you, AJ,” said Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow Dash then turned her attention to Spike.

“Holy shit, Spike,” said Rainbow Dash. “You’re as big as a fucking house!”

“Ah said the exact same thing,” said Apple Bloom with a big smile.

“What’s that you were saying about scars,” asked Spike.

Rainbow Dash’s smile went to a mournful brown, and she let out a sigh.

“Pinkie and I fought during the war, as you guys already know,” said Rainbow Dash. “About two years into the war, we got captured and made prisoners of war for like five years. During that time, Pinkie was subjected to all kinds of horrors that I don’t even full know about, nor will I ever ask. Eventually they managed to break her spirits. I myself was mostly forced to live in a confined cage nearly everyday. As a result my wings aren’t able to flex properly.”

Rainbow Dash turned showed them her wings, which were somewhat mangled now.

“Then one night, Rainbow Dash continued. “Pinkie managed to escape from her confinement…and she made are captors pay for what they did to all of us. I won’t go into those details either…After escaping we came across Pound and Pumpkin Cake. They even had Gummy with them. Small world, I guess.”

“What about Tank,” asked Applejack.

“The little guy is still going strong,” said Rainbow Dash with a little smile. “But Pinkie has never been the same, as you probably can already tell. Sure she’ll smile, but you can tell she’s faking it. She doesn’t even laugh anymore. I can’t totally blame her either; she saw the worse of pony kind in that war camp. Famine, death, torture, everything.”

“Ah’m so sorry, Rainbow Dash,” said Applejack.

“Hey, what are ya gonna do,” said Rainbow Dash. “Bad shit happens. Thankfully I’ve had Pinkie, the Cake Twins, and Tank to keep me company.”

“Do you ever think of coming back to Ponyville,” asked Spike.

“Sure I do,” said Rainbow Dash. “But I’m not sure if Pinkie would want to. Almost everything she cared about there is gone. No Sugarcub Corner, No Mr. and Mrs. Cake, not to mention we’re not the group we used to be.”

“Does she hate Twilight,” asked Spike.

“I don’t think so,” said Rainbow Dash. “I don’t think Pinkie Pie is capable of hate. She wasn’t herself when she killed the prison guards. That wasn’t hate, that was rage.”

“Do you hate Twilight,” asked Apple Bloom.

“Nah,” said Rainbow Dash. “I’m the Element of Loyalty, remember? We’re all bonded together since before we even met. But…Pinkie may not still remember that. And I can’t leave her either…we’ve been through way too much together.”

“Twilight is doing well,” said Spike. “Her health seems to be getting worse everyday both physically and mentally. I don’t know what to do. I can’t figure out what’s going on.”

“Maybe it’s because you’re all separated,” said Pumpkin Cake.

“What do you mean,” asked Spike.

“Think about it,” said Pumpkin Cake. “You all said you’ve been connected since before you even met. You’ve all been through so much together, even before the world became what it is. A friendship like that can’t just end, especially when you’re the Elements of Harmony.”

“She’s right,” said Applejack. “Ah’ve been so angry fer so long. But ah still never found myself hatin Twilight. An of all of us, Spike here’s been the most loyal to her.”

“I couldn’t leave her,” said Spike. “She’s taken care of me my entire life.”

“I don’t hate Twilight,” said Pinkie Pie, who just walked back in. “I’d love to see her again. I’ve missed all of you from the very start.”

“Maybe we should ferget this trip in the Badlands,” said Applejack. “Get back to Ponyville and see Twilight.”

“Ah like that idea,” said Apple Bloom.

“Eeyup,” agreed Big Macintosh.

“Great,” exclaimed Rainbow Dash. “The gang is coming back together!”

Suddenly, the large metal door blew up and smoke went everywhere. They all started coughing and had no idea what was going on. When the smoke cleared, they were surrounded again, this time by at least fifty or more ponies of all species. Then a familiar pony walked up to the front.

“Trixie,” exclaimed Spike.

“The Great and Powerful Trixie is taking you all prisoner,” announced Trixie.

“Again with this shit,“ said Apple Bloom with a face hoof. “You gotta be fuckin kiddin me!”
> Chapter 15: The Great and Powerful Trixie and Gang
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

“How he hell did you find this place,” said Rainbow Dash.

“Trixie has several sentries posted around the Badlands,” said Trixie. “They saw your little trick of making a sand storm to hide your tracks. Trixie commends you, it’s quite clever. Trixie had her best sentry on the job.”

Out from the crowd came another familiar face. It was Apple Bloom’s old friend Scootaloo, now sporting a leather jacket, a Mohawk, and a cutie mark of what seemed to be a motor.

“Scootaloo,” exclaimed Apple Bloom.

“It’s Chopper Chick,” said Scootaloo.

“How could you do this to us,” said Apple Bloom. “You were a Cutie Mark Crusader!”

“That was kid stuff,” said Scootaloo. “Get over it. I went with the pony that would keep me safe and rich.”

“Why you…” said Apple Bloom, about to charge when some ponies cocked their guns.

“Trixie doesn’t think you should try anything,” said Trixie.

“Where’d you get all these guns,” asked Applejack.

“Trixie and her gang were fortunate to come across these two bumblers,” said Trixie.

A couple other gang members tossed the Flim Flam brothers into the middle of the room with Spike and the others.

“Turns out trying to sell to criminals wasn’t the best idea, dear brother of mine” said Flim.

“Indeed it wasn’t, dear brother,” said Flam.

“What do you want, Trixie,” asked Spike.

“It should be obvious,” said Trixie. “Trixie is here to take in the bounty of the most wanted ponies in all of Equestria! Including the biggest catch of all…Twilight Sparkle! Also known as the cursed one! And Trixie knows you, Six Shooter Spike, knows where she is! Tell Trixie now!”

“What makes you think I’d ever give up Twilight,” asked Spike. “Especially to some crazy bitch like you?”

“Trixie thought you’d say that,” said Trixie with a sly grin. “Trixie has sentries not just set up in the Badlands. I have sentries set up in Ponyville as well.”

Spike’s eyes went wide; he knew exactly what she meant.

“You wouldn’t dare,” said Spike.

“Why don’t you take a look,” said Trixie.

Trixie shot out a beam of magic to make some sort of portal. In the image was Sweetie Belle being held up by another unicorn.

“Trixie has acquired some new skills over the years,” said Trixie. “Now Trixie won’t have this young filly harmed, if you tell Trixie where the cursed one is.”

“Go fuck yourself, Trixie,” exclaimed Spike.

“She really is quite lovely,” commented Trixie. “And has the most beautiful voice. It would be a shame if she were no longer able to sing. Sentry! Prepare to puncture her voice box.”

Spike leaped forward as several of Trixie’s guards grabbed a hold of him.

“Don’t you dare touch her,” growled spike, his eyes beginning to glow a deep green.

“All you have to do is tell Trixie where the cursed one is,” said Trixie.

Spike was trying again to get closer to Trixie, but to no avail as the gang members held on as tight as they could. Suddenly, everything began to shake and rumble, and some of the ground began to crack.

“What in tarnation,” exclaimed Apple Jack.

“Great and Powerful One,” exclaimed a sentry. “There appears to be some beam of light beaming up towards the sky. And a lighting storm has formed.”

“Impossible,” said Trixie. “Equestria hasn’t had storms in over a decade. This must be the work of the cursed one!”

“The light has vanished,” yelled the sentry.

“Tell Trixie where the Cursed One is this instant,” exclaimed Trixie.

“Over my dead body,” growled Spike.

“That can be arranged,” said Trixie. “But first, your pretty mare friend!”

Spike’s eyes began to get even greener. Then, out of nowhere, his cheeks started puffing up, as if he was about to puke. He burst out a sizable green flame, that singed anyone in it’s path. Out of his mouth came a rolled up letter.

“Sweet Celestia,” exclaimed Trixie.

Trixie levitated the letter up and read it aloud.

“Dear Spike,” began Trixie. “We need to bring the all the Elements of Harmony back together if we’re going to keep everything stable. I fear my next burst of magic could be fatal to all. Love, Twilight Sparkle.”

“Well ah’ll be,” said Applejack. “Twilight managed to send a letter!”

“Trixie can use this parchment to trace back to it’s original source,” said Trixie.

She scanned the letter, and came to a revelation.

“The ancient castle of the sisters,” said Trixie. “In the Everfree Forest! Magnificent! Kill them all! And that filly bitch in Ponyville!”

“That wasn’t part of the deal,” exclaimed Scootaloo.

“Deals change,” said Trixie. “Get used to it!”

Through Trixie’s portal, they saw a blast of magic go off. Then they noticed another unicorn with Sweetie Belle.

“Nopony touches my sister and gets away with it,” yelled Rarity.

This distraction allowed Pinkie Pie to grab a weapon out of their storage, and she began firing rapidly at the various gang members. This in turn gave Spike and the others the chance to pull out there weapons. Apple Bloom charged at Scootaloo, kicking her right in the jaw.

“Ah can’t believe ya’ll did this,” exclaimed Apple Bloom. “After everythin we’ve been through! Ya almost got Sweetie Belle an the rest of us killed!”

“That wasn’t part of the plan,” said Scootaloo. “Trixie said she was gonna let you all go, that she just wanted Twilight.”

“You can’t trust an evil, manipulative cunt like her,” yelled Apple Bloom.

Trixie appeared to have heard this remark, and aimed straight for Apple Bloom. Scootaloo leaped as fast as she could in the way of the beam, taking a direct hit. She fell to the ground limp. Trixie then took the opportunity to flee.

“Scootaloo,” cried Apple Bloom. “Nooooooooooo!”

Apple Bloom went by Scootaloo’s side and picked her head up a little.

“It’s gonna be ok, Scoots,” said Apple Bloom. “Yer gonna be fine!”

“You always were…a terrible liar,” said Scootaloo with a little laugh, followed by a cough. “I’m sorry for what I did…I was lost in this world…then Trixie helped me gain power…I never knew it would go this far…”

“Stop talking, Scoots,’ said Apple Bloom. “We’ll get ya a doctor! It’ll be alright!

“Don’t…” began Scootaloo. “Don’t let Sweetie Belle know what I did…I don’t want her to know I almost had her killed.”

“Ok, ah won’t,” said Apple Bloom. “Just hang in there!”

Scootaloo’s eyes then lowered a little, and her eyes seemed to go dark. Apple Bloom cried out like she hadn’t since Granny Smith died. She grabbed a gun and began shooting as many of Trixie’s gang members as she could. Finally, Spike and the others managed to either kill off or scare off the rest of the gang.

“I gotta get to Twilight,” said Spike.

“We don’t got anythin fast enough,” said Applejack.

“I believe there are some vehicles that Chopper Chick built,” said Flim.

“Yes, we can use those,” said Flam.

“You all use those,” said Spike. “I’m using different methods.”

“What are you talkin about,” said Applejack.

Spike tore off the back of his duster to reveal two vertical zippers.

“Flim, Flame,” exclaimed Spike. “Pull down those zippers!”

The Flim Flam brother complied and pulled the zipper down with their magic. Out from openings emerged two, large purple wings with a green membrane on the inside part.
“Ya never said you had wings,” said an awe stuck Apple Bloom.

“You didn’t ask,” said Spike in a smart aleck tone. “I’ll get there plenty fast with these. Be sure to pick up Rarity and Sweetie Belle on your way.”

“But what about Fluttershy,” said Applejack. “How’s she gonna fend off Trixie and her gang by herself and some animals?”

“Don’t worry,” said Spike. “Before going to Appleoosa, I asked a favor of an old friend. She’ll have plenty of help. Plus, I got several traps set up throughout the forest. Trixie and her lackies aren’t getting there easily.”

Spike then Flew off as fast as his wings could take him.

“Well let’s get movin, ya’ll,” exclaimed Applejack.

“But, Scootaloo,” said Apple Bloom, still in tears. “She needs a proper burial.”

“We’ll bring her along,” said Applejack. “Give her a proper burial in Ponyville once this is all done. Come on everypony! We got no time to lose!”

Everyone there geared and managed to find some vehicles designed by Scootaloo. They figured out fairly quick how to use them and they all rode off as fast as the motors would take them.
> Chapter 16: Storming the Castle
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	At the ancient castle, Mal was sitting at the tallest tower, keeping a vigilant watch of the forest for possible enemies. Fluttershy had ordered many of her flying animals to fly around the forest for anything suspicious. Fluttershy came to the tower to check up on Mal.

“Are you doing alright, Mr. Wesson,” asked Fluttershy.

“Doin fine, ma’am,” said Mal. “And ah told you that you can just call me Mal. No need for the formalities.”

“Oh…um…sorry,” said Fluttershy.

“Sure are nervous for a Beast Mistress,” commented Mal.

“That’s mainly for show,” said a blushing Fluttershy. “Have you seen anything?”

“Haven’t seen a damn thing,” said Mal. “Any of yer flyin critters seen anything?”

“Doesn’t appear that way,” said Fluttershy.

Sly rushed up to the tower, almost losing his breath.

“What’s all the fuss,” asked Mal. “Look like ya seen a damn ghost.”

“Twilight…just got a message,” said Sly, still panting a little. “From Spike…Trixie and her gang are on their way here!”

“Oh dear,” said Fluttershy.

“Who’s Trixie,” asked Mal.

“Don’t keep up much on currant events, do ya,” said Sly. “Trixie’s one of the most ruthless gang leaders in all of Equestria.”

“And she and Twilight have always had a bit of a rivalry,” said Fluttershy.

“So, ah’m assumin it’s safe to say she aint comin fer a friendly visit,” said Mal sarcastically.

“You’d be right,” said Sly. “And she’s got the largest gang around. This isn’t gonna be an easy fight.”

“You know how to fire a gun,” asked Mal.

“I do ok,” said Sly.
“Then arm yerself and find a good shootin spot,” said Mal.

“I sure hope Spike has some reinforcements,” said Fluttershy nervously.

“Spike’s got the best army around,” said Mal with a sheepish grin. “Himself.”

Meanwhile, up in the air, Spike was flying as fast as his wings would take him; his eyes glowing a dark shade of green. He’d managed to catch up with some of Trixie’s pegasus sentries and started to open fire. Spike had the upper hand in this situation; it was harder for pegasai fly at fast and high altitudes to fire guns. Spike was able to keep a firmer grip on his guns in flight. He shot with ease, sending several to their grounded deaths. He even began using his fire in an offensive matter, his anger making the flames more lethal. The sentries shot best as they could, but spike’s large wings gave him the advantage in ducking and weaving, even pulling off a few barrel rolls.

On the ground, the Apple Gang, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, and the Cake Twins were riding to Ponyville, shooting off any ground sentries on the way.

“Apple Bloom, Rainbow Dash,” yelled Applejack. “Ya’ll go get Rarity and Sweetie Belle! Rest of us’ll head to the Everfree Forest!”

“Got it,” yelled Apple Bloom.

“You be ok without me, Pinkie,” said Rainbow Dash.

“Don’t worry about me,” said Pinkie Pie. “Just worry about getting Rarity!”

Apple Bloom and Rainbow Dash veered off to make their way to the Carousel Boutique.

“Why’d you send Rainbow Dash as well,” asked Pumpkin Cake.

“Rarity needs a friend to convince her to get out to the forest,” said Applejack. “Rainbow Dash is the least able bodied of us, and Fluttershy’s gonna need as much help as she can get!”

Apple Bloom and Rainbow Dash made their way to the Carousel Boutique, knocked on the door, and were greeted by Sweetie Belle.

“Apple Bloom,” exclaimed Sweetie Belle, giving her estranged friend a big hug. “I was so worried you were hurt.”

“Gonna take more than some lousy gang to keep this filly down,” said Apple Bloom.

“Did you ever find Scootaloo,” asked Sweetie Belle.
“Um…yeah,” began Apple Bloom, beginning to tear up. “But…she got in the line of fire protectin’ me.”

“Oh…” said Sweet Belle.” I see…”

“Hate to break up the reunion girls,” said Rainbow Dash. “But we got business to take care of. We need to get Rarity and head to the Everfree Forest.”

“Good luck with that,” said Sweetie Belle.

“Oh I’ll get here there,” said Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow Dash stormed into Rarity’s home, looking for her fashionista buddy.

“Rainbow, darling,” exclaimed Rarity. “I can’t believe it’s you! Oh my! What happened to your wings!?”

“Long story, no time,” said Rainbow Dash. “We gotta get to the ancient castle in the Everfree Forest.”

“Wait, you mean leave the house,” asked Rarity.

“Well duh,” said Rainbow Dash. “Twilight needs our help. Trixie and her gang are planning an attack, and she needs the all the Elements of Harmony there.”

“Oh, I don’t think I can leave,” said Rarity. “I’m so sorry, but I haven’t left this house in years.”

“You act as if you have a choice, Rare,” said Rainbow Dash with a devilish smile.

Apple Bloom then lassoed Rarity, fully tying her up, and placing a ring around her horn that blocked her magic using.

“How dare you,” exclaimed Rarity. “This is no way to treat a lady!”

“And this is no way to treat a friend,” exclaimed Rainbow Dash. “Twilight that is, not you and me. She needs us now more than ever! Bad shit is gonna go down if you we don’t go to her! The fate of Equestria is in our hooves!”

“You’re right,” said Rarity. “I shouldn’t be so selfish. I’m the Element of Generosity after all.”

“Great to have you back, Rare,” said Rainbow Dash, giving her friend a hug. “Now let’s head out.”

“Shouldn’t you untie me first,” said Rarity.

“Let’s make sure you don’t chicken out first,” said Rainbow dash with a smart aleck smile.

“No seriously, you need to….” Rarity began to say, before Rainbow Dash grabbed her and put her on the motorcycle.

They rode off with in a dash, with Rarity screaming from the speed and lack of security.

At the castle, Mal and Sly were firing off at Trixie’s various gang members. Fluttershy and Angel were directing the other animals into different directions to attack; particularly the timber wolves. Also, strewn throughout the area were traps set up by Spike. Trip wire projectile spears, concealed pits with spikes at the bottom.

“We need reinforcements if we’re gonna survive all this,” yelled Sly.

“Hard to say when we’ll be gettin that though,” yelled Mal.

Suddenly, a pegasus sentry landed in Mal’s tower, ready to attack him. Mal didn’t have much time to react, but thankfully Sly managed to get the trespasser right in the temple, causing him to fling over the side.

“Not bad,” said Mal. “Glad yer on our side.”

“If it weren’t for my wings, I could be a bit more useful in the skies,” said Sly. “But I don’t blame Spike for doing what he felt was necessary.”

“Don’t know many ponies that would be so forgivin,” said Mal.

“You haven’t seen what I’ve seen,” said Sly. “We can’t let Trixie harm Twilight. If she does, all of Equestria will end.”

Aint nopony around that can best Magnum Mal Wesson,” said Mal with a proud grin.

The two kept firing, and while it seemed to hold off the invaders, they both knew it couldn’t last. They were running low on ammo and endurance. Through the thick trees came a huge blast of magic, as Trixie came walking towards the castle slowly and confidently.

“Trixie is here to see the cursed one,” she proclaimed.

She sent another blast of magic towards the towers Mal and Sly were standing in. Thankfully, the two had managed to run out before getting any serious injury. Trixie simply smiled and walked into the castle.

“Wait out here for any intruders my sentries,” exclaimed Trixie. “Trixie needs no help taking care of these ponies!”

Mal and Sly ran outside to start another shootout. But they were significantly outnumbers, and new it was gonna take a miracle for them to survive. It was at that moment, Applejack and the ones that had gone ahead emerged. Bringing with them, plenty of guns and ammo. Big Macintosh once again opened up his metal hoof and began rapidly firing at the hordes of intruders. Several bodies were strewn about now, as Applejack looked for any possible allies.

“Alright,” began Applejack. “Whoever’s on our team best give some kinda signal!”

Fluttershy came out from a brush and tackled Applejack in joy.

“I never thought I’d see you again,” said Fluttershy. “Seems like so many of us have been saying that lately.”

“Sure has, sugar Cube,” said Applejack with a loving smile. “Ah can’t believe how strong ya’ll have gotten. The Beast Mistress, has a certain ring to it.”

“Calamity Jack isn’t so bad either,” said Fluttershy.

“That’s Calamity Jack,” exclaimed Mal. “Rowdiest, toughest, an most stubborn bounty hunter in all Equestria!?”

“What of it,” asked Applejack.

“Just didn’t expect a legendary bounty hunter to be so attractive,” said Mal, arching an eyebrow.

“Uh, well, ah…” began Applejack, blushing from his comment. “No time for idle chitchat. We gotta stop Trixie now!”

“Pinkie Pie,” exclaimed Fluttershy again. “Oh it’s so great to see you as well!”

“You too, Fluttershy,” said Pinkie, managing to pull a smile.

“What happened to your mane,” asked Fluttershy.

“You could call it a new look,” said Pinkie Pie.

“Oh…I see…it certainly is different,” commented Fluttershy. “Where’s Rainbow Dash?”

“Went with Apple Bloom to get Rarity,” said Applejack. “No idea when they’ll get here.”

And it was at that moment, that Apple Bloom came riding in, complete with a “YEEHAW!”, with Rarity and Sweetie Belle.

“Oh my,” said Fluttershy.

“Hey ya’ll,” exclaimed Apple Bloom. “It’s a regular reunion out here!”

Fluttershy pounced at both Rainbow Dash and Rarity.

“I’m so glad to see you both,” said Fluttershy. “You have no idea how much I’ve missed you two!”

“I think we have a good idea, darling,” said Rarity.

“Celestia knows I’ve been thinking of you guys everyday since we parted ways,” said Rainbow Dash.

“Heartwarmin as this all is,” said Applejack. “We really need to get inside the castle! Everypony lock an load!”
> Chapter 17: This Ends Now!
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	Trixie burst into Twilight’s room in a puff of blue smoke.

“Cursed one,” exclaimed Trixie. “The Great and Powerful Trixie is here to do away with you once and for all!”

“Hello, Trixie,” said Twilight in a daze. “It’s so nice to see you. Ho ware you doing?”

“Didn’t you hear what Trixie just said,” said Trixie in confusion. “Trixie has come to destroy you!”

“I’m afraid she’s not all there, Trixie my dear,” said Discord.

“What in the world,” exclaimed Trixie in shock. “Who or what are you!?”

“Another one? I feel so insulted,” said Discord. “I am Discord, the God of Chaos! It’s because of me that Equestria is the way it is now!”

“Well then it’s a lucky day for Trixie,” she proclaimed. “Trixie will get to destroy the two who ruined this great land! It’s two for the price of one!”

“I’m really more of an imprint, so I’m technically already dead,” said Discord with a sheepish grin.

“No matter,” exclaimed Trixie. “Trixie will still destroy you anyway!”

Trixie let out a beam of magic straight at Twilight/Discord, who easily blocked it with a magic shield. Twilight then start teleporting all over the room, with Trixie trying to shoot her wherever she went.

“Hold still,” exclaimed Trixie.

“Oh sure, I’ll do that,” said Discord sarcastically. “Because I soooooo wanna be zapped!”

Trixie continued to fire in anger. Finally, she shot at the ceiling, which stopped Twilight from teleporting.

“Now Trixie has you,” she declared.

“Not so fast, Trixie,” exclaimed Applejack.

Trixie turned around to see the Apple Gang, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, the Cake Twins, Rarity, Sweetie Belle, Sly, and Mal at the doorway; many of them pointing guns at her.

“You dare point your weapons at the Great and Powerful Trixie,” she proclaimed. “You think any of you have a chance at stopping me!?”

“Nah,” said Rainbow Dash. “We were just distracting you long enough for our secret weapon to show up.”

“What secret weapon,” asked Trixie.

“Me,” exclaimed Spike.

Trixie turned around to see Spike towering over her, his mouth snarling and his eyes glowing darkly.

“Ha,” exclaimed Trixie. “Trixie is not intimidated by some dragon!”

Trixie shot a beam of magic at Spike, which simply bounced off him. Shocked, Trixie shot another beam at him, and still nothing. Finally, Spike grabbed Trixie by the neck, hanging her up against a wall.

“This cannot be,” exclaimed Trixie.

“It’s called dragon rage,” said Spike.

“What is this nonsense you speak of,” asked Trixie.

“Oh it’s no nonsense,” said Discord. “Dragon rage is very real. Get a dragon angry enough and they go into a state that is so powerful, it’s pretty much impossible to stop them.”

“Was that discord talkin through Twilight,” asked a perplexed Applejack.

“Long story,” said Fluttershy. “I’ll explain later.”

“Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Pinkie Pie,” exclaimed Twilight. “I don’t believe it! I thought I’d never see any of you again!”

“Couldn’t keep us away if you tried, sugar cube,” said Applejack. “And that’s nothing but the truth.”

Upon saying that, Applejack began to glow brightly and this glow passed over to Twilight.

“What the hay was that,” asked Applejack.

“It’s your element,” said Fluttershy. “Twilight became unstable from us all parting ways. She’s also been the one controlling the sun and moon this whole time.”

“No way,” said Rainbow Dash.
“Impossible,” exclaimed Trixie. “A mere unicorn cannot control both the sun and the moon!”

“Not easily, anyway,” said Discord. “But with the Elements of Harmony, she’ll be able to properly control the sun and moon.”

“I already gave mine to her,” said Fluttershy. “Although I didn’t realize I was doing it at the time.”

“So Applejack gave her element up by being honest with Twilight,” asked Rainbow Dash.

“Yes,” said Fluttershy.

While everypony else was distracted, Trixie shot a beam of magic towards Twilight. But Rainbow Dash ran towards Twilight as fast as she could getting them both out of the way.

“Rainbow Dash,” said Twilight. “You save me! Oh my goodness, your poor wings! I’m so sorry that this had to happen to you.”

“Don’t worry about it, Twi,” said Rainbow Dash. “I should’ve never abandoned you in the first place. I shouldn’t have left the rest of you guys either. Pinkie and I have missed you all everyday.”

Rainbow Dash then began to glow, which then went into Twilight. Trixie then managed to teleport herself out of Spike’s grip, read to attack once again. But then Rarity attacked with her own magic.

“You stay away from our friend,” said Rarity.

“Trixie is not scared of some mere seamstress,” she exclaimed.

Spike grabbed a hold of Trixie again, placed a ring around her horn, placed her against the wall again, and pointed his revolver right at her face.

“Are you scared of me,” growled Spike.

“Don’t be silly,” exclaimed Trixie, trying to use her magic.

“That won’t do you any good,” said Spike. “Those rings are designed to block most magic.”

Spike then gave a devilish grin, pulled back the hammer of his revolver. He could see clearly that Trixie was now scared.
“You wouldn’t dare harm an unarmed pony,” said Trixie.

“I’ve done a lot of things that I’m not proud of,” said Spike. “I’ve done what I’ve needed to survive this hell. But I’ve never been as cruel as you! You’ve harmed innocents for your own amusement, harmed those I hold dear, and tried to kill the pony that raised me from the egg! I wouldn’t regret blowing your brains out for a moment!”

Sweat began pouring from Trixie’s brow, shutting her eyes tightly. Spike pulled the trigger, and there was a click. Trixie reopened her eyes in confusion.

“But I wouldn’t dare kill in front of Twilight,” said Spike. “Besides, you’re not worth a bullet. But I am gonna remind you that I’m out there watching you.”

Spike holstered his six shooter, and then pulled out a large  knife. In one swipe he managed to cut off Trixie’s horn. He then dropped her to the ground.

“My horn,” yelled Trixie. “You…you cut off my horn!”

“You’re lucky I didn’t do worse,” said Spike. “When your horn grows back, and I discover you’re still using it to do bad, I’ll find you, and I’ll cut it off again. And next time, it will be slower, and more painful. It’s over now Trixie, you lost. Get out!”

Trixie ran out of the castle as fast as she possibly could. Spike went over to see Twilight.

“Are you alright, Twilight,” asked Spike.

“Yes, Spike,” said Twilight. “I can’t believe you went through all this for me. All of you.”

“It wasn’t easy for us, dear,” said Rarity. “But in the end, we are all connected by great magic. We could never stay away permanently. Take my element now.”

Rarity glowed, which flowed into Twilight.

“All that’s left is Pinkie Pie,” said Rainbow Dash.

“But…but I’m unable to laugh,” said Pinkie beginning to cry. “I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to again. I’m so sorry, Twilight. I don’t know what I can do otherwise.”

Pinkie started crying more and more, ashamed she was no longer the pony she once was. Twilight went to her side, draping her leg over Pinkie’s shoulder. Twilight simply smiled, and began to sing.


When you were a little filly and the sun was going down


“What are you doing, Twilight,” asked Pinkie.

Then Rainbow Dash began to sing.


The darkness and the shadows, they would always make you frown


“You guys,” said Pinkie, starting to Smile.

Applejack then sang a line.


You’d hide under your pillow
From what you thought you saw
But Granny Pie said that wasn’t the way
To deal with fears at all


“Then what is,” asked Pinkie with a smile.

Next came Fluttershy.


She said: "Pinkie, you gotta stand up tall
Learn to face your fears”


Then Rarity.


“You'll see that they can't hurt you
Just laugh to make them disappear." 
Ha! Ha! Ha!


Then Twilight, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Fluttershy, and Rarity all sang together.


So, giggle at the ghostly
Guffaw at the grossly
Crack up at the creepy
Whoop it up with the weepy
Chortle at the kooky
Snortle at the spooky


Finally Pinkie Pie joined in really fast.


And tell that big dumb scary face to take a hike and leave you alone and if he thinks he can scare you then he's got another thing coming and the very idea of such a thing just makes you wanna... hahahaha...heh...
Laaaaaaauuugh! 


Her mane and regular color tone came back to it’s former glory as she started to glow, which then went into Twilight. The reunited friends all fell to the ground laughing and giggling like they did in the old days. Others in the room were laughing with joy as well.

“I’ve missed this so much,” said Twilight.

“I know watcha mean, sugar cube,” said Applejack.

“Totally,” said Rainbow Dash.

“Agreed,” said Rarity.

“Absolutely,” said Fluttershy.

“Rightoroonydoony,” exclaimed Pinkie Pie.

They continued to laugh, and then Twilight began glowing again. This silenced the whole room, looking on to see what was going to happen. Twilight floated up, the glowing getting even brighter. The glow then seemed to explode a little, as Twilight began to grow a bit larger. Her whole body got taller, her mane and tail grew out and started to flow, her horn grew more prominently, and she began to grow large wings. Everypony was awestruck at this transformation. Twilight then levitated back to the ground.

“Wow,” exclaimed Pinkie Pie. “Twilight! You’ve turned into an alicorn!”

“How did that happen,” exclaimed Rainbow Dash.

“I don’t know,” said Twilight. “I didn’t know something like this could happen!”

Then descending from the sky, came the ghostly presences of Princess Celestia, Princess Luna, and even Discord.

“Holy shit,” exclaimed Rainbow Dash. “The Princess are alive!?”

“No, Rainbow Dash,” said Princess Celestia. “We are no longer part of this mortal plane. We’re merely spirits of who we once were.”

“Princess, what’s going on,” asked Twilight. “Why have I become an alicorn?”

“Simple my faithful student,” said Celestia. “You have shown great diligence with keeping the sun and the moon in their proper orbit.”

“But I caused all this,” said Twilight, tearing up. “And I destroyed you and your sister.”

“Mistakes happen, Twilight,” said Celestia. “What matters is what you’ve done to make things right. You and your friends have proven that friendship can stand the test of time. I’m proud of you all, my little ponies.”

“But who’s going to restore Equestria, now that you’re gone, Princess,” asked Twilight.

“I think the best choice for Equestria is right in front of me,” said Celestia with a smile.

“Me,” asked Twilight. But I’m…”

“The best pony for the job,” interrupted Rainbow Dash.

“It’ll take some time, but eventually the other ponies will accept you,” said Applejack.

“And we’ll do all we can to have them accept you,” said Rarity.

“They’ll see how kind you truly are,” said Fluttershy.

“And we’ll throw a huge party,” exclaimed Pinkie Pie with a large grin.

Twilight began crying in joy at the responses from her friends.

“You can do anything with your friend by your side,” said Celestia.

Celesita and Luna then vanished, leaving Discord behind.

“You done good, Ms. Sparkle,” said Discord with a grin.

“Um, thanks,” said Twilight confusingly. “I figured you’d be mad at me.”

“Oh think nothing of it,” said Discord. “There will always be chaos around! I myself may not be here physically, but true chaos never dies! Farewell!”

Discord vanished.

“That was one crazy deity,” said Applejack.

“I’m gonna miss the chocolate milk rain though,” said Pinkie Pie. “And the cotton candy clouds.”

“So what’s the first order of business,” asked Rainbow Dash.

“I think I have an idea,” said Twilight.

Twilight flew through the hole in the roof, hovering in the sky. Her eyes began to glow brightly, along with her horn. She let out a huge wave of energy, that spread throughout all of Equestria. The rest of them ran out of the castle to see what she was doing. What was lost, was being restored to it’s former splendor. Grass was growing once more, trees were popping out of the ground, rivers were flowing with water. Everypony looked on in awe at this site. Twilight even restored Sweet Apple Acres, farm house and all. Twilight flew down to be with the others. She then walked over to one of the vehicles driven by Apple Bloom. She saw Scootaloo’s lifeless body, along with several other bodies. Using more magic, twilight managed to bring all those dead back. Scootaloo let out a huge gasp and began coughing. Apple Bloom and Sweet Belle ran to her, hugging her as tightly as they could.

“Hey watch it,” said Scootaloo, “Jeez, you act as if I was dead.”

“You were,” exclaimed Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle.

“Oh,” said a shocked Scootaloo. “Guess I forgot.”

The other ponies who had fallen were back on their hooves, confused by what was going on. Twilight even fixed Sly and Rainbow Dash’s wings.

“Trixie is no longer in power,” exclaimed Spike. “You have Twilight Sparkle to thank for bringing you back to life. I know caused a lot of troubles. There’s been a lot of death and sadness. But if we all work together, we can bring Equestria back to it’s former glory. So what do you all say?”

There was a moment of silence, before all the resurrected ponies bowed their heads to Twilight.

“We’re tired of all the fighting,” said one pony. “We just want to be at peace now.”

“It will take time,” exclaimed Twilight. “But with all your help, we can make this land great again!”

Everypony then proceeded to cheer and clap and jump for joy.

“We got a lot of work to do, Twilight,” said Spike.

“I know, Spike,” said Twilight. “But I think we’ll be able to make it. I owe so much to you.”

“What are number one assistants for,” said Spike with a smile.

It was a smile that reminded Twilight of when Spike was just a baby dragon. He was long from being a baby. He was her assistant, her friend, her protector, her brother. She leaned in a little, tapped her horn against Spike’s eye, and took away his scar. Spike felt the former spot of his scar.
“You don’t need that anymore,” said Twilight with an affectionate smile. “I’m very proud of you, Spike. I couldn’t have asked for a better assistant.”

The two embraced in a warm hug. The rest of Twilight’s friends decided to join in on the hug, and all began to laugh in joy. They had been through quite an ordeal: mass devastation, war, famine, and doing what had to be done to survive. There was a lot of work ahead of them, but they knew with each other anything was possible.
> Epilogue: All is Well
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	In time, Equestria prospered as it had in the past. It wasn't easy, but Twilight Sparkle and her friends did their very best to get ponies back in harmony with one another. Pinkie Pie even threw a WE BROUGHT THE WORLD BACK TO HARMONY PARTY, with EVERYPONY in Equestria celebrating.  

Twilight Sparkle became the new ruler over Equestria, with Spike serving as captain of the newly formed Royal Guard. Twilight returns to the library in Ponyville whenever possible.

Applejack and Big Macintosh reopened Sweet Apple Acres and started selling immediately. Big Macintosh had his former gun hoof replaced with a simple metal replacement. Mal Wesson stuck around to help on the farm; most suspect it was because he’d grown sweet on Applejack.

Rarity reopened the Carousel Boutique, selling fashion that while stylish, was reminiscent of the desert wear many ponies had worn for years.

Rainbow Dash took on responsibility of training young flyers, with Scootaloo as her assistant.

Fluttershy was back to caring for animals big and small, no longer acting as the Beast Mistress. Sly started helping her out to make up for his past crimes. Angel Bunny misses the days when they'd attack enemies.

Pinkie Pie became the new owner of Sugarcube Corner, with Pound Cake serving as her apprentice. Pumpkin Cake became a student to Twilight, and sometime later took over the Library in Ponyville to stay close to her brother and Pinkie. Gummy had to live in the Everfree Forest because he was too big to be roaming around town. Pinkie visits him every evening after closing the bakery.

Apple Bloom became the new mayor of Ponyville, winning the election by a landslide. She still has a problem with curving her language.

Sweetie Belle still sings at the Musical Mare from time to time. She’s currently engaged to Spike.

All was right with the world.