The Fate of Anonymous. - 14 - One Thing -

The Fate of Anonymous. - 14 - One Thing -

 

>You run.

>Running, faster and faster.

>This was bad. Real bad.

>Nothing could have prepared you for this.

>You sprint down the dirt path in nothing but your boxer shorts.

>Pebbles and stones cut at your bare feet.

>You hardly notice.

>You need to get to Ponyville.

>That noise... Remembering it sent chills down your spine.

>You pick up the pace as the sound rings through your head clear as day.

>Your feet are already in a bad way.

>Leaving a blood trail that anyone could easily follow.

>The pain, numbed by the overwhelming sense of urgency.

>You reach the edge of Ponyville before you hear a scream.

>Oh god it's Rarity and it's coming from the boutique

>Please not sweetie bell.

>Anyone but sweetie bell.

>Sweetie bell was the only pony you cared for in this forsaken land.

>Running down the road you see Rainbow dash fly over ahead at full speed.

>You need to get there, now!

>You push your body to its limits.

>Aches and pains course through your body, your feet blistering and bleeding.

>Without you noticing Applejack was now running next to you, lasso in mouth.

>"What in tarnations going on!?"

>You don't answer her. You can't.

>All you know is that you need to rea-

>You stand with the boutique in view.

>What you see in front of you makes everything else fade from reality.

>This one image is powerful enough to drown out all preconceived notions that things would be OK.

>Things would most certainly NOT be ok.

 

>Rarity is outside, screaming at the top of her lungs for her sister.

>Rar:"SWEETIE BELL! SWEETIE!"

>Tears filling Rarity's eyes as she looks on.

>It's painfully clear that sweetie bell can't hear her.

>Rar:"DON'T WORRY, I'LL GET HELP! TWILIGHT WILL KNOW WHAT TO DO!"

>Rarity notices you and begins to run straight at you.

>All you can do is stare at the scene that she had left behind.

>Shock wearing off fast you manage to hear Applejack whisper "Sweet Celestia"

>Rar:"ANON YOU HAVE TO HELP, YOU HAVE TO DO SOMETHING. ANYTHING!"

>You look her straight in the eyes.

>Fear clutch's at your heart as you stare at her.

>What could you do? There wasn't anything.

>Blood trickled down the front of sweetie bells head.

>Almost gushing to the point that rarity was almost completely red in her own sisters blood.

>She shakes her sister violently but doesn't get a response.

>This was your fault.

>You did this.

>You and your selfish obsession.

>She was the only one to care for you in this or any other world.

>How did you repay her?

>By allowing her blood to be spilt by the very weapon that had thwarted your own attempts so many times.

>Your fists clench into a pure ball of self hatred.

>You walk over to the crying Rarity, trying to hold back the vomit.

>You know there's nothing you can do, although you feel compelled to try anyway.

>Rainbow dash lands next to you, jaw slack.

 

>You carefully take the limp fillies body in your arms as your eye's begin to blur from the tears of loathing and sadness well.

>Blood slowly trickles down your bare chest.

"Rainbow Dash, You get twilight and tell her to meet us at the hospital."

>You begin jogging and notice dash still stood in place.

"FUCKING NOW DASH!"

>She shakes her head and darts off in a blur.

>Your jog turns into a fully blown sprint.

>You know that there isn't anything that can be done.

>But god dammit you could try.

>After all, when you killed yourself you ended up in the nightmare known as Equestria.

>Plus they've got magic and shit.

>That should fix her right up.

>Right?

>Applejack and Rarity sprint alongside you as you reach the hospital.

>By this point you looked the one to have shot her.

>Dear god did this little filly have a lot of blood.

>With a might thrust of your right leg you kick one of the hospital doors off of its hinges.

>It certainly drew the attention of all of the staff that were working.

"WE NEED HELP!"

>Several doctor ponies and nurses all rushed over at once.

>The sight alone was enough to make a couple of the nurses faint.

>Crimson painted the entire front of your form. Even your face.

>A stretcher is brought out and the limp filly placed on it.

>Two of the unicorn doctors horns light up and the light envelops sweetie bells head.

>After thirty seconds of straining and perfuse sweating the doctors stop using their magic and shake their head.

 

>You fall to your knees, all strength leaving your form.

>This was inevitable, but some part of you had hope.

>"We're sorry, she's not dead, but we don't have the type of power required to heal something like this. She's got a minute at best."

"WAIT, SHE'S NOT ALREADY DEAD!?"

>"Whatever it was that hit her went straight through the snout, leaving the brain intact."

>"However the damage is far to extensive to be fixed with our magic. She's lost almost all of her blood, without something sort of a miracle she's-"

>The other hospital door get blown off its hinges by a purple blast.

>I know the situation is dire, but there really was no need for that.

>I mean, the other door is already off its hinge.

>They could have just walked around- 'FUCKING FOCUS ANON'

>Twi:"What if I channel my magic into it as well?"

>"It might keep her alive for a bit longer, although It would take even more than you could provide to actually save her."

>The doc's horn lights up again and so does twilight's.

>Twilight  maintains a purple energy stream between her and the two doctors.

>All the meanwhile the doctors are enveloping sweetie bell in their own aura, which seems much brighter than before.

>Rarity had taken to crying at the sidelines, Rainbow keeping her in check.

>AJ:"The elements! I Betcha' the elements of harmony would give us enough power to do your fancy healin' magic."

 

>The Elements?

>You'd heard about them in passing, but never bothered to ask about them.

>Who really gives a shit, if they can save sweetie bell, you'd die getting them.

"Ok! Where can we get these... element things?"

>AJ:"Well, there's four of us here already, we jus' need Fluttershy and pinkie pi-"

>A mass of pink erupts from your mouth as pinkie pie climbs out in a hurry.

>You would scream if your jaw wasn't being held open by a tire jack.

>PP:"I'm here guys! My tail twitched with a knee shake as my left eye wobbled side to side. That could only mean that we need the elements of harmony to save sweetie bell!"

>You are apparently the only one taken aback by the pink ones entrance.

>Even in the most pressing of situations you find it within yourself to feel nothing but un-yielding anger toward the puffy pink devil spawn.

>AJ:"Good, Now all we need is Fluttershy!"

"Rainbow Dash, Go get Fluttershy"

>RD:"But what about Rarity!? I can't ju-"

"DID I STUTTER? GO GET FLUTTERSHY, NOW!"

>Your all caps rage is enough to send her barrelling towards the gap in the wall where there used to be doors.

>Inspecting twilight you can already see beads of sweat making their way down her neck.

>You've gone from no chance of saving her to a slim chance. It appears to be getting slimmer by the second.

>Sweetie bells blood had started to dry on your skin and you could feel it crisp under your movements.

 

>"Come on, we need to get her to a room!" One of the Doctors began to wheel the stretcher out.

>You reach the other room with all the others in tail and stop.

>You could be ripping your hair out right now.

>This. All of This.

>It was your fault.

>You were the one with the gun.

>You were the one with the inability to kill yourself.

>You ARE directly responsible for what happened with sweetie bell.

>The blood slowly drips from the open wound in sweetie bells snout.

>"She's lost too much blood. She's not going to make it more than another two minutes."

"DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE SAY THAT!"

>"I'm sorry, but she needs more blood now and we don't have any."

"Well then use mine!"

>To emphasize your point you hold out your arm

>"I'm sorry, your blood won't work"

>This is one of the few times you're glad that you gave blood for money.

"I'm Rhesus Negative. That means my blood is universal!"

>The doctor pony looks at you and responds in the flattest tone you've ever heard.

>"To give her your blood you would need to be a pony"

>You groan in frustration as you pace.

>Ideas vault through your skull as quickly as you dismiss them.

>There are to be something.. ANYTHING you could do to fix this!

>It doesn't look like twilight's got a lot left in her.

>She's panting pretty hard and sweating profusely.

>Without her magic sweetie bell will die.

>'You would need to be a pony.'

>The realization hits you like a hundred ton rape truck filled with brainhorn.

"Do it!"

 

>All the ponies other than twilight stop to look at you in confusion.

>AJ: "Beggin' your pardon?"

"Do it! Turn me into a pony so I can give my blood to her."

>Rarity seems to have calmed down enough to hear your suggestion.

>Rar: "C-Can we do that?"

>The doctor pony looks like he is deep in thought.

>"Well, In theory, yes. But we would need someone to turn you into a pony."

"Twilight!"

>She manages to crank her head just enough to look at you out of the corner of her eyes.

>The magic clearly taken its toll.

>Twi: "Not.. E-Enough... Strength.. Would need.. H-help."

>Rar: "I can channel my magic into you twilight. You need to cast the spell though"

>PP: "If Twilight cast's this spell though, she's going to be super duper tired and not able to help the doctors."

>AJ: "Way I see it, she's going to be too tired to help in a minute anyway. At least this way sweetie bell can get the blood that she's losing, back."

>The room descends into silences for what feels like a lifetime as everyone weighs the options.

>However the choice is obvious.

>She just needs to survive until Fluttershy gets here.

>You'll do what you must.

>Hell, you'll willingly give your life to save her. At least then your life had some value.

>The life of a failure.

>For the life of a filly with so, so much potential.

"Let's do this."

 

>Rarity's horn lights up a light blue aura as it engulfs Twilight.

>In turn Twilight turns her attentions from the sweating Doctor ponies to you.

>You find yourself wrapped up in a blanket of colours and textures.

>You close your eyes after finding yourself becoming disorientated from the experience.

>Several seconds later you open your eyes to notice Twilight collapsed on the floor.

>All the other ponies standing, slack jawed at your appearance.

>'Strange, they're all at eye level. Oh, right, I'm a pony'

>As fascinating being a pony is you can't afforded to waste even a second.

>Squandering no time, you gallop to the side of sweetie bell and hold out a hoof.

>With that one single gesture the Doctors spring into action hooking a line up straight from your foreleg to sweetie bell.

>You watch the crimson liquid make its journey through the tubes and into sweetie bell.

>The bleeding had increased without twilights help to stop it. However it was now being replaced.

>Minutes pass and nothing happens.

>The room is silent. Other than the occasional sniffle not a single sound is made by anyone.

>Time drags itself out.

>Your perception of time changes completely.

>Seconds become minutes.

>Another fifteen minutes pass.

>Your starting to feel the effects of giving your blood away.

>Your body is cold, your legs weak.

>Unable to stand anymore you lay yourself down on the ground.

 

>"You've been giving her your blood for twenty minutes. You need to stop now."

>You haven't even the strength to raise your head and see who's talking.

>You don't need to though, you recognise the voice as the doctors.

>Even talking has become a chore.

"No."

>You find yourself entering a relaxed state.

>"If you don't stop you'll die of blood lose."

"And... if I do, she will.."

>Your eyelids droop heavy as you fight to remain conscious.

>Sweetie bell was losing blood as fast as she was receiving it.

>At this point the blood that was now sporadically dripping down onto your coat was probably your own.

>The doctor moves as if you forcibly make you stop.

>You react by raising a hoof.

>There was nothing else you could do.

>"There's no point in both of you dying."

>You're only able to talk through deep gasps of air at this point.

"W-Which is.. Why... I.. Will and... She.. Wont."

>The last breath you take is haggard and rough.

>"You always was a fucking disgrace. Now you're going to die for something that you hardly even know?"

"Hehe... Hey mom.."

>You don't bother raising your head.

>"You wondered why things ended like they did when I had you as a son!? If I was actually here, I would let you kill yourself."

"Good..."

>"Completely fucking worthless. Just like your farther, a fucking good for nothing."

"...One Thing.."

>"Oh really? What's that!?"

"M-my.. blood.."

 

>Rar: "What's going on!?

>Doc: "He's lost too much blood. He's hallucinating"

>AJ: "Sounds like he's speaking with his ma."

>By this time Twilight had recomposed herself had stood back up, trying to assess the situation while she was collapsed.

>It's been too long.

>You have no energy to move even if you wanted to.

>The world slowly begins to fold in on itself in a mist of black.

>You can't fight it anymore.

>Besides.

>You've earned this.

>This was finally how it ended.

>Not in a selfish act, but in an act of kindness and determination.

>Determination to save the one and only thing that you even remotely cared for.

>You might not have succeeded, but you'll be damned if you didn't try your hardest.

>That's all you can really ask of yourself.

>The cold of blood loss is replaced by the warmth of the enveloping darkness.

>It's welcoming. Sort of like a friend you haven't seen in a long time.

>This is where you die

>and that's just fine.

>Among the ever growing black tide sweeping your vision an explosion of colour making it into your vision.

>RD: "BACK! I HAVE FLUTTERSHY!"

>Twi: "No time. Girls positions."

>Your clasp on reality varnish's as your absolved of your life.

>You accept its embrace with only one regret.

>You wasn't able to speak your last two words.

>The last two words meant for the only creature or person to have ever actually cared about you.

>Sweetie Bell

>

>

>'Thank You'