I woke up with a sharp pain in my side. It was nighttime, and I could barely see a thing.

“Hello?” I called out, hoping someone would answer. No one did. I tried standing up, but fell back down with a cry of pain. Whatever had injured me, it was bad. I started to crawl away from the tree I was leaning against, and back towards the camp.

After I had reached the camp, it wasn't hard to realize that it was no longer a camp, just a big pile of rubble. There were quite a few dead ponies and bullet shells among the ground, along with the flattened tents and broken containers. Spotting a medical kit next to a pony, I crawled until I reached it, and opened it.

“Dammit, empty.” I cursed under my breath. “Wait, what’s this?” There was a small pill in the box. I had no idea what it was, but in this case, I didn’t care. I swallowed the pill and closed the box. After deciding it would be best to explore the camp that is what I decided to do. I slowly crawled to the first then and looked underneath. Nothing. I crawled to the second. Nothing. As I was crawling to the third, I discovered my side wasn’t hurting, so I stood up very slowly. I then walked to the third and final tent, I lifted it up, and found a shocking discovery.

“Lizzy?”

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Brandon looked at the corpse leaning up against the tree. She looked so peaceful…

“DAMMIT!” He bellowed, throwing his desert eagle across the camp. He slumped down and sobbed next to Rainbow’s body.

“I couldn’t protect her…” He mumbled to himself. “I DIDN’T protect her…”

“Brandon?”

The grieving father looked up, and saw Lizzy walking towards him. He stood up right as she made it to him.

“There you are! I’ve been-“She spotted the corpse of the Pegasus. “Oh God. Brandon, I’m so sorry.”

He offered nothing in response, only silence. As he was staring at Rainbow, he suddenly remembered something.

“I cannot believe it.” He stated to no one in particular. Lizzy looked at him with a bewildered look on her face.

“What?” She asked in response. Her response, however, was a punch to the face. She was sent stumbling back, nose bleeding.

“W-what the hell?!” She exclaimed.

“I’m not stupid, Lizzy. I know Celestia hired you and Carl to kill us. Remember when you stated, “My husband and I do things together?” Well, OBVIOUSLY you were in on this!”

Lizzy slowly got up, hands raised in the air. “Ok, maybe I did, but I regret it now! I’m sorry!”

“SORRY?!?!” The enraged father shouted. “SHE’S FUCKING DEAD! YOU HEAR ME? DEAD!” Lizzy looked at Brandon, fear in her eyes. She slowly backed up until she fell onto a tent, knocking it down. Brandon walked up to her with Carl’s hunting rifle in hand.

“L-look, I know I made a mistake, but p-please! Give me another chance! I’ll make it up to you, I promise!”

“There are no second chances.” Brandon stated.

A shot rang out through the forest.

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