Title:           Sick guards and a plea for help
Author:          Battle-Brother_Rune
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First Edit:      Saturday 21st of April 2012 08:25:09 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Saturday 21st of April 2012 08:25:09 PM CDT

>You sigh and glance over at Luna. She'd been silent for the last five minutes and looked like you murdered a box of puppies.
>"Luna, you ok?" She gives a small smile. "We thank you for worrying about us." 
>You grunt and nod. "So, why does this town have no guards? We were swimming in them over at Canterlot."
>She motions a hoof back at the town. "We commissioned a Barracks built after Canterlot was attacked."
>You raise your only eyebrow. "Attacked? By who?" 
>She gave a Hmmm sound. "Changelings." She wouldn't give anything up would she?
>You grunt and Sapper gives a happy shout as you finally reach the boutique.  
>You open the door and jerk your head, letting Luna, Derpy and Sapper in. 
>You almost close the door on Ranger but re-open it at the last second.
>Rarity comes out of some side-room, greeting your group. "Hello everyp0ny, welcome to my boutique." She gives a bow to Luna.
>No wonder she was sad, not even the heroes would act friendly with her. They just treated her like royalty, and that was it.
>You give Luna a quick look before talking to Rarity. "I need more thread." You hold up the arm.
>She smiles a smile you've only seen upon the smuggest of your kin. "I figured as much, so I worked all last night to make you a special thread."
>You hear a Crash and Sapper comes running downstairs with a small white unicorn. "Damn kids.."
>You look back at Rarity and she levitates the thread to you. "Thank you." You begrudgingly admit.
>She then looks past you to Ranger. "Well, who are you, miss?" You snicker and turn to Luna.
>She seemed to be enjoying Ranger's plight as well. "Luna, think you can sow me up?" 
>You toss the thread to her and she catches it with her magic. "Of course, we can do that."
>You hold up you arm to the needed area and give a faint smile as the thread easily re-attaches your limb.
>You sigh as the limb drops to your side, and your ever useful parasites begin the process of repair.
>Sapper is waiting by the door, tapping her foot. "Come on Anon, I want to see our new home!"
>You roll your eye.
>Luna nods and magics a scarred Ranger out the door, away from Rarity who was trying to stick 'her' in a dress.
>You step out of the boutique behind Luna and the entire world goes pink.
>Wait....With one hand you pry Pinkie off your face, only to have the scent of soap slam into your senses.
>Fuck this, you drop Pinkie and she lands flawlessly. "No more soap."
>She glares at you. "No more bad words!" You give a half hearted nod.
>Satisfied, She pulls a Sapper and just vanishes.
>You shake your head and rush back to the group.
>Through town your group went, thankfully dodging the market area.
>After a bit you and the gang were standing in front of a small house. "Here we are, do you like it?"
>Sapper doesn't give a response, instead flying Derpy through a open window. So much broken glass.
>"Don't worry, I'll be ok after a muffin or two!" By the Titans....
>Ranger nodded to Luna. "Thank you so much, we owe you." Luna offered him a nod in return.
>"And you, Anon?" You shrug. "I don't need much, so it's more then enough."
>She looks happy with herself, well until....
>"Princess! Princess!" A young Pegasus in Guard armour comes rushing up to her. 
>"Yes? What do you need of us?" The Guard pants. "All the guards are bedridden."
>Luna's eyes widen.
>She jerks her head up. "Lead us to them." The Pegasus nods and takes off with Luna.
>You cock your head to the side. More diseases? This is something you can look into.
>You book it after the duo, keeping moderate pace for a heavily armored corpse. 
>You weave between trees and rocks, leap over fillies and bushes.
>You manage to keep then in sight the entire time and you feel a bit of joy as they land in front of a large building.
>The pegasus eyes you as you approach. "This area is off limits while the others remain sick."
>Luna waves you inside, giving the Pegasus a stern look. "Anonymous shall be admitted under my authority."
>The guard salutes and you follow him in. 
>As soon as your eyes greet the first guard, sprawled out on the floor your eye is examining him. 
>Luna is doing the same, though looking at everything.
>She wouldn't understand sickness, death, or pain like one of your kind.
>Luna moves on to another Guard and you drop to one knee in front of the one just examined.
>His breathing is shallow, heart beat is growing fainter. He's in a death-coma.
>Your brow furrows and you pull an eyelid open. Every vein in it is pitchblack.
>you let the eyelid slide back down and start undoing the ponies armor. 
>A grimace graces your features as you stare at what is beneath. 
>The pony was decaying, his flesh going necrotic even before death.
>Hunks of blackened flesh was visible from spots that fur had fallen out of.
>This was beyond you.
>You look up from the pony, up at the Pegasus. "When did this start?"
>He shrugs. "Last night, they all woke up screaming and feeling bad, I came to find the Princess as soon as this started happening."
>You check several other ponies and they're all in the same state. "Luna, you have any clues to this?" 
>She grimaces, a look of anger, fear, and uncertainty on her face. "Yes, though we wish we didn't, We must speak with my sister. Be careful."
>She vanishes in a loud pop of dark purple magic. 
>The Pegasus is moving guards to beds, and you leave him to it. You were running various ideas through your head as to what happened.
>The affliction matched only one disease in your mind, though barely.
>The Plague of Undeath.
>There's no way it could have been that, they didn't have such ailments here.
>You starts back to the house, comparisons and the like running through like flesh beasts through your head.
>The screaming made no sense though. 
>The only thing you can think of, is magic. Foul magic at that.
>You finally reach the house, and with a sigh you open the door to insanity.
>The smell of oil and alcohol fill the air.
>Some half-finished gadget lies on the floor, and you step by it to enter into a kitchen.
>Ranger is sitting there, bottles piled around him and his face planted in the table.
>He was passed out drunk. How you envy him.
>Fuck this gay Undeath.
>You flex your arm as feeling slowly comes back, and it obeys, although with jerky movement.
>You grab an open bottle of the alcohol off the table and sip it.
>You can tell it's made by ponies, it's extremely sweet. Kind of like a sweet Honey mead.
>You step out of the kitchen and scramble to hold onto your drink as Derpy nails you in the chest.
>She smiles up at you. "Hi! I was going to make waffles, do you want one?"
>Waffles? It's not even morning.
>"Uhhh, no thank you." You take another sip. 
>Derpy stares at the drink. "Would you like a muffin instead?"
>"Uhh, I prefer cupcakes, actually." Her eyes focus and give you a death glare.
>"You dare commit heresy against the greatest of foods? I will destroy you..I will make you into the cupcakes you so love, I will.."
>To door opens and Derpy's eyes go back to being Derped.
>Sapper peers in, then dashes over to the counter. "Food!" she shouts, and Derpy flys over next to her.
>By the Gods....what just happened...
>You decide to say fuck it, and lay on a couch in the living room.
>You relax and drain the rest of the drink, then drift off.
>Hours go by, until a scream of fear awakens you..."Help me!"