A Faint Scream

Sweet Apple Nightmare

It’s funny how you can have the most normal and boring day and one of the most life changing experiences happens when you wish something could happen.

“Sweetie Belle, could you take out the trash?”

“Of course, Rarity.”

It’s either something wonderful such as finding what your meaning is in life…

“Thank you so much darling!”

Or something you regret wishing for the rest of your life.

“Sure, anything to avoid boredom.”

Sweetie Belle grabbed the trash bag in her magic (as she’d learned how to levitate last month) and walked outside to the trashcan that was a few yards from the Boutique she and her sister lived in. It was 8:50 PM and Luna’s night covered Equestria in all of its peaceful beauty. It was a perfect night to stargaze or just relax in the moon’s silver embrace.

“Rarity, can I stay outside for a bit to relax? It’s a perfect night for stargazing!”

“Sure thing Sweetie Belle, just don’t stay out too long!”

The filly grinned, happy that her sister would let her stare in wonder and amazement at the silver sphere and its star companions. It would only make it better for the young filly if her older sister Rarity were to do such a peaceful activity along with her.

“Can you stargaze with me?”

“I’m sorry, but I cannot do that with you tonight. Although I’d love too, really, I am far too busy and I have to work on these outfits all night to finish them by tomorrow. But don’t worry, the next time the night is this beautiful, I will join you in stargazing. It sounds very pleasant.”

The white filly sighed in defeat. Her sister almost never got to spend time with her. She was always making an important fashion line, hanging out with her friends, or saving Equestria with the Elements of Harmony. Then, when she tried to hang out after all of that, on a normal day, she only sat there and did nothing. However, all of that time not spent with her made the time that was spent with each other very special.

Sweetie Belle walked out into the peaceful night yet again, and made her way to a hill that was about twenty yards away from the boutique. She looked up in the endless sky in all its beauty and felt at peace with herself. She closed her eyes, feeling as if she’d fall asleep any minute in the comfortable night with the song of the crickets. Her breathing got deeper, her muscles relaxed, and sleep was taking her away from reality…

“HELP ME SOMEPONY!”

A faint call for help awoke her from her near slumber. She wasn't sure if she was hearing things but it sounded like it came from Sweet Apple Acres, the home of one of her best friends and one of the Elements of Harmony. Sweetie Belle’s pink and purple mane bobbed as her head flew up. It may have been fake, but she wasn't sure and who knows; maybe she’d get her cutie mark for helping somepony in their time of need. They sounded familiar… and terrified. I hope it was my imagination… She ran towards her friend’s home ready to help out anypony in need.

APPLEBLOOM’S POV…
Terror is the only word I could use to describe what I feel right now. I looked up at the stallion that had me pinned down inside my own clubhouse. I didn't know what I did to deserve this.

It had all started with a homework assignment. My friends and I were doing it together and right afterwards, went to look for our cutie marks. After going home for the night, everypony was sleeping and I remembered that I’d left the homework inside the clubhouse. Ponyville was a place full of nice ponies so I figured that I’d be okay to go outside and run all the way to get it but… I was wrong.

Right when I was going to grab the homework, a black stallion pinned me to the ground. He had a spiky bright turquoise mane and harsh grey eyes that made you want to cower in fear. Cuts trailed all down his face and body and he had a slight frown on his face. His cutie mark was a rain cloud with a bolt of lightning coming out of it.

“What are you doing!?” I yelled in terror.

“This won’t hurt too much…” He whispered in a raspy voice.

“HELP ME SOMEPONY!”

He shoved a gag in my mouth and told me to quiet down. Most likely nopony heard me scream due to the clubhouse being near the edge of the huge field of apple trees. The one trail that led to the house was a long walk that took about ten minutes to go across. I cried in fear of what the stallion could possibly do to me.

After a few seconds of staring in each other’s eyes, my gaze being in fear and his being in dark amusement, the stallion started to pound his hoof into me. It was a long period of muffled screams, tears, and agony until it happened. And what happened that night would scar me for life.

Sweetie Belle’s POV
I galloped throughout a mostly silent Ponyville heading straight for Sweet Apple Acres. I wished it was somewhere else besides here. Sweet Apple Acres is… well… HUGE! I probably wouldn't be able to help the pony in need if there was one. Slowing down I thought about giving up; looking for the pony in trouble was nearly impossible in a field of apple trees at night. I knew my way out due to a trick the Apple family taught each other and their friends: If it’s morning walk away from the sun, if it’s evening walk towards it, at night follow the Ursa Major, if it’s starless follow the moon until the trees are gone. Nopony could actually think of a rhyme to do for it so it was just memorized simply as that. NO! I won’t give up! If I don’t find the pony anywhere or get there in time, I can at least say I tried! With new confidence, I galloped even faster than the first time and prayed to Celestia that if wasn't too serious or it really didn't happen or that I’d actually find them. After galloping for ten minutes I found something; there was movement inside the clubhouse!

I was about to pass by it and keep looking for the pony through the trees, but the movement stopped me in my tracks.

I heard muffled cries of agony, a thumping noise, and a stallion’s voice yet I could not quite hear what he was saying yet. Curious as to why there’d be a grown stallion in the clubhouse, I silently crept up the ramp and peered into the window, and what I saw made me want to throw up. The moonlight shined brightly in the clubhouse and acted as a natural light bulb, and I saw everything. Everything that I wished I hadn't seen I’d witnessed before my very eyes. I saw Applebloom pinned underneath a heavy black stallion, struggling to breathe under the weight of the stallion, cries and screams muffled by the gag stuck into her mouth.

My friend was being raped before my very eyes, which were moistening more and more with each second. Applebloom was an innocent, kind, and joyful pony like Pinkie Pie, aside from the weirdness and fourth wall breaking. It just wasn't fair that such a nice and innocent friend should have to endure that kind of pain. I didn't know what I felt at this moment, my hooves were shaking, my teeth started grinding, and I felt like I had a thousand coffees. I growled at the horrific sight and I just couldn't take it anymore. Bursting inside the room, I shoved the stallion onto his back and bucked him in the face making him groan in pain. After making sure he was stunned, my hooves pounded on his face and when he tried to get me off I bit him on the cheek as hard as I could and if I were thinking strait, I’d thank Celestia that I talked, grinned, and laughed a lot, making my jaw stronger than most ponies my age. He cried out in pain as my teeth managed to break through his skin the taste of copper was in my mouth. He had drawn blood from my attack, which was not quite what I expected. Then again, I never expected to attack him in the first place, it just… happened. The uncontrollable feeling had made me do something that I’d never do if I were normal. The adrenaline rushed through my body and I was blind as I continued to attack the stall- no… he’s not even a stallion to me anymore… as I continued to attack the thing that had dared to attack my friend. I regained my sane mind again (I missed it) and thought about what he could do to me if I didn’t think quickly. I looked around noticing the curtains and suddenly gained an idea. I snatched the curtains and came over to the thing. His eyes had both gotten damaged by my hooves and he was desperately trying to see so he could catch me.

I galloped over to him, tied his hooves together as tight as I could, and picked up Applebloom and lied her down on a random pillow that was on the floor. I wouldn't be able to carry her to her house because it would take too long and the stallion could find a way to escape. Most ponies would be surprised by my strength, but I wasn't. I had found out that I was weak when I had to hold up my other friend, Scootaloo, when her hoof was injured. It made me exhausted and I had decided to start working out in case I had to carry somepony ever again. It had gradually helped my strength, that being the reason why I was able to take the stallion down. I figured that his shock is what also helped me take him down too. But it didn't matter at the moment, because I had to hurry up to Applebloom’s house and get help.

After a seven minute gallop, I was finally at the front door of the small house. The adrenaline rush had me there faster than anypony had ever been. Usually nopony had to run that fast because this was a peaceful farm that made you want to want to look at the scenery, smell the fresh country air, or just feel the wonderful weather as you trotted casually up the pathway. Such was not the case as I rushed inside the house, not loud enough to alarm the ponies slumbering in their beds, but swift enough to help me in this situation. I trotted up to Applejack’s room and found her sound asleep, snoring loud enough to hear her even when the door was shut and when I was downstairs. I didn't even notice the orange mare’s obnoxiously loud snoring as I rushed over to her and shook her
roughly.

“Huh? What? Did ah oversleep again?” The southern mare woke up with a start and looked over to the one responsible for waking her up at… 9:15 at night? First she looked irritated, but when she got a closer look her face turned into one of confusion. “What in tarnation are you doing here Sweetie Belle?”

“Apple Bloom’s in trouble! I tried to be quiet so Granny Smith wouldn't be startled. You see she’s in the clubhouse and a stallion is in there and… and…” No more was needed to be said because Applejack got out of her bed and headed for the front door right away. I followed silently and we galloped back to the clubhouse as fast as possible, Applejack not caring about my presence at the time.

Applejack’s POV

I’m going to kill him.

I’m going to bucking kill that son of a mule.

I’d caught on to what Sweetie Belle had told me and I was in a blind rage as I raced down the long pathway to my little sister’s clubhouse. The thought of that happening to my sister seemed unreal and… and…

Scary.

I was genuinely scared to the core about this situation. This stallion was obviously dangerous… what if he was a crazy unicorn? I’d noticed one thing about unicorns: their love for knowledge was, in most cases, greater than most earth ponies and pegasi. They were also, again in most cases, smarter and cleverer than the average pony. But that was because they needed to be; they had the power to materialize and control magic so if they weren’t smarter, it would be hard to use that power. A unicorn could easily kill me or stop me from attacking at any moment, but I didn’t care right now. I wouldn’t die without a fight.

I bust into the door, ready to stop the stallion from messing with my sister to see a… confusing sight. The stallion was tied up in the corner of the room in an extremely uncomfortable position. His eyes held pain and irritation as he still fumbled to get loose from the tightly knotted curtain around his hooves.

"What in tarnation?” I said in confusion.

“Get me outta this thing! It’s diggin’ in my hooves!” he yelled in anger.

“When I saw what he was doing I jumped in, punched him in the face, and tied him up using the curtains since it was the only thing I could find.” Sweetie Belle explained. Now I was really confused.

“You did WHAT!? Don’t ya know how dangerous that move is?” I scolded her, but soon forgot it as I turned to see if my little sister was okay. Sweetie Belle lit the candles so that I could see better and I looked to check the damage that he put on her. It was horrible! Her face was bruised heavily, both eyes being blackened by the heavy hits the stallion bestowed upon her. Her body was bloodied and battered to the point you could barely tell what color she was. The poor thing was almost unrecognizable and I felt like somepony shattered my heart into millions of pieces and stomped on what was left of it. Untamed rage coursed through my body as I gave the stallion an icy death glare that literally made him urinate on himself. I walked over to his bruise covered body, each hoof
step being a stomp, and beat the living Tartarus out of him.

Kill him.

Kill him.

Kill him.

That’s all that had ran through my mind as I stomped my hoof on his face repetitively until somepony pulled me back. Surprisingly, Sweetie Belle had held me back from killing the stallion telling me that it wasn’t worth it. It took me a long time, but I’d managed to calm down and come back to my senses, and when I did I started to cry. The situation was overwhelming me as I hadn’t had enough sleep, and the adrenaline rush was over and it had taken a lot out of me. I was so tired and I had so much stuff going through my head at the moment and unknown emotions sped around my body at one time flustering me. Just then, a police officer burst into the clubhouse with a flashlight.

“Nopony move!” The officer yelled out in a commanding voice. He had white fur with a shaggy yellow-gold mane and a dark blue police vest and cap. His horn glowed with a golden aura similar to Celestia’s as he had activated the levitation spell for his flashlight.
All of the room’s occupants froze up after jumping from the shock of yet another pony bursting inside the clubhouse. The pony then looked at me and realized that I was the element of honesty and that I would be a lot of help in this situation. He came up to me as I was still sobbing and gave me a warm, caring hug.

“It’s gonna be alright Applejack. Just tell me what happened.” He said in a calm voice while rubbing my back.

“A-ah woke up f-from Sweetie Belle waking me up… an she told me that Apple Bloom was bein’ hurt so ah came over here to help her an I saw that stallion tied up over there. I checked mah sister to see if she was alright… but her face and body was so beat and bruised that ah could barely recognize her. Ah got so mad! Ah beat that stallion until Sweetie Belle told me to stop and that it wasn’t worth it… I just wanted to kill him I was so outraged. I’m glad I got back to mah senses.” I explained to the cop all that I knew about what was happening.

“Thank you so very much Applejack, that information will help us a lot in this case.” He thanked me calmly before turning to the stallion with a stone glare that could make anypony scared. “As for you, scumbag, you’re coming with me. Get your disgusting flank up!” he yelled at him after untying him and grabbing him up with a hoof. He shoved the sorry excuse for a stallion out of the clubhouse and after about half a minute later, a familiar bulky red stallion walked into the clubhouse.

Big Macintosh’s POV
I had heard the commotion in Applejack’s room and woke up. These walls inside this house are so thin! I could not believe my ears as the sweetest voice told me information that could very well mess up the future. Apple Bloom could be killed, we would be depressed, things wouldn’t work out on the farm, we would lose business, and the Apple family would be RUINED! Okay… I need to calm down right now. Maybe… just maybe there’s still hope. Things WON’T go that way… our family is too strong to let this ever happen.

It’s weird, ponies think that I am a tough pony who hardly worries that much. Those ponies just don’t know. In reality I am a HUGE worry wart. In situations such as this, my head tries to process what it hears, but fails to do so and instead runs wild, bringing up the most ridiculous theories and assumptions. All the while my face is still in poker mode and I don’t do so much as flinch. Soon I think of a sensible plan which surprises ponies to say the least.

But, back to the main problem at hand… my little sister is being hurt by another stallion and I’m not letting that happen any longer! I followed close behind my sister Applejack, who was on her way to go help Apple Bloom with Sweetie Belle. As dangerous as it seemed to have the white little filly with her, I figured that it would be good to have her there to help Applebloom or help Applejack. That filly was smart and she knows how to handle most situations like this.

I ran to the right as Applejack and Sweetie Belle ran to the left. I was going to run to the police office and bring the cops here to take that Celestia damned stallion away from our home. The empty streets of Ponyville was all a blur as I ran as fast as I could to the Ponyville Police Station, not stopping for anything, bumping into the few ponies that were still out at this time. I burst into the double doors of the blue and white building (which was quite a repetitive process that night) getting everypony’s attention.

“Whoa there! Sir, are you okay?” A white and yellow pony exclaimed as he rushed over to me. I hadn’t payed attention to what he said, but instead filled him with what he could understand as gibberish. “Hey now, slow down Big Mac! Don’t hyperventilate! Now, slow down and tell me what’s gotten you so panicked” He said, gently patting my back which was helping me a lot more than he knew.

“M-my little sister… is getting raped by a stallion in her clubhouse! She needs help!” I finally managed to blurt out coherent sentences. The officer’s eyes widened.

“Hoof Cuff, come here! We have a serious case on or hooves!” the earth pony stallion yelled to a silver Pegasus.

“Yes sir!” said pony exclaimed and was by our side within a few seconds.

“Show us where.” He commanded and I nodded, running out the double doors once more, this time leading ponies who’d hopefully save Applebloom’s life.

We soon came across the well built tree house my sister was in. I stopped as the officers continued running to the door. The pegasus stayed outside near the front door of the clubhouse, while the earth pony burst in commanding the ponies inside to stay still. I waited outside, anxious to see what had happened when, a few minutes later, the officer returned outside with the pony that had most likely ruined my sister’s life. I wanted to kill him so bad, but I wouldn’t ever stoop that low. I felt cold, like I was taking an ice bath after being in the summer sun. All of a sudden I felt a hoof tap me on the back and turned to see the pegasus officer. He motioned toward the clubhouse and I nodded; I needed to see what had happened in there.

I walked inside to see Sweetie Belle comforting Applejack and my other sister…

She was so… fragile looking, as if I could shatter her to pieces if I were to tap her. Her face and body was beaten to a pulp and those eyes… they were scary looking, like I was looking into nothingness. It was void of emotion, and it was horrifying. I couldn’t believe that this was happening, I hoped and prayed to Celestia that this was a really, really bad nightmare. But I knew it wasn’t. I cried silently, wondering why it had to be Applebloom.

Sweetie Belle’s POV

I had to be strong.

I would not cry.

Not right now at a time like this.

I was struggling to keep my water dam stable and comfort Applejack at the same time while Big Macintosh held his sister in a loving embrace. Applebloom looked very distant and emotionless and it almost made me lose the war with my tear dam. Running my hoof against AJ’s back we waited for the police officer to tell us what to do next. In what seemed like hours, albeit it only being a few minutes, a pegasus officer walked in with a caring expression.

“I am so sorry this happened tonight… I know this will be very hard for you, your family, and close friends as much as it is for us. I will take Applebloom to the hospital; those who wish to join may do so. We will get her body back to normal and you can take her home afterwards, although we will have to question you before you leave. For now, let’s be on our way to Ponyville Medical Center.” The police officer informed us before gently putting Applebloom on his back and waiting for us to follow.

I helped AJ up and led her towards the officer. She was still crying heavily, and needed somepony to help her even if it was just a little filly like me. We walked with the officer, all of us being heartbroken at what had taken place in an hour and a half of time, which wasn’t that long surprisingly.

Applebloom lay in the hospital bed covered in enough bandages to make her look like a mummy. It was a horrific sight that made more tears fall out sad eyes. I hadn’t spoken since I told AJ what had happened but then again, there was nothing to say. We could only mourn in dismay at this whole situation. Soon, Applejack and Big Macintosh fell asleep. I couldn’t blame them; they’d been going through so much and they hardly had any sleep before it all happened. I could tell that they didn’t want to fall asleep at all, but unfortunately for them, their exhaustion won the battle and they were knocked out in the uncomfortable hospital chairs. Applebloom was still awake and was staring up at the ceiling not moving an inch.

“Applebloom?” I whispered, and got no answer. “Are you alright?” I asked, even if I knew the obvious answer. I just want her to talk, or do something.

“Come here… please. I don’t want to be alone…” She said in an almost inaudible whisper. I complied and got on the hospital bed with her. She then hugged me and cried on my chest. I hugged her back and once again held back my tears as best as I could. This
time, one drop escaped my eye and rolled down my cheek as I comforted my friend.

Author's Notes:

Okay… this is my FIRST ever Fan Fiction that I’ve ever done. I’ve put all of my effort into this and hope you enjoy. This will mostly be in Applebloom and Sweetie Belle’s point of view; the other ponies are just for support. So like, when Applebloom was in trouble, Sweetie Belle went to help, Sweetie Belle got Applejack who was the closest pony for help, Big Macintosh heard what happened and got the police. So basically all other ponies are support for the main thing. I’ll let you know if I ever add another character to the mix!

So, as weird as this sounds, I want you to CRITISIZE! Find ANY and ALL mistakes and things that need to be fixed… I would be the happiest pony if you did! Even if it’s in this Author Note! Tell me how to improve, if I need to make something longer or shorter… Do I have bad grammar? Any help would be greatly appreciated… thank you!

Normal Day At School?

WARNING: There will be a good size of profanity in this chapter. Just warnin ya :/

Sweetie Belle’s POV

“Please don’t leave…”

I turned towards Applebloom and stopped in my tracks. Nature, why do you hate me? I have to choose between going to the bathroom now, or waiting until Applebloom goes to sleep.

How could ANYPONY sleep after that? Oh Celestia help me…

“Nothing will happen to you if I leave, I promise.” I tried to calm her down so I could hurry up and go.

“Ah just don’t feel safe… ah dun wanna be alone…” Applebloom said with a sob caught in her throat.

“I promise to be back really, really quick! Nopony will let ANYTHING happen to you.” I said trying really hard to keep her calm.

“Ah don’t know…” She muttered.

Okay, time for plan B. Hopefully this will at least keep her from being scared while I run down to the bathroom really quick. I went up to the bed and tapped the red button on the side of the bed. In a quick minute, a black nurse with an orange mane walked in with a look of concern apparent on her face.

“Can I help ya with somethin’?” she said in a caring tone.

“Yes, could you please stay with Applebloom while I go to the bathroom? She’s scared and…” I explained, but she cut me off.

“No need to explain, I understand. Go ahead and go, I’ll be waiting for ya!” she said in her deep feminine voice.

I gave her a nod and a silent ‘thank you’ and ran off to take care of my business. As I flushed the toiled and washed my hooves I looked up to the mirror, and what I saw surprised me. No, this couldn’t be real could it?

There was a long scar across my face that would surely be seen forever. I didn’t remember getting slashed in the face! No way was that possible! Unless my blind rage distracted me that tough. No wonder the nurses were asking me if I was okay and if I needed help. I told them not to worry about me and that Applebloom needed more help than me, but I didn’t know that I’d gotten injured at all. I shook my head and rinsed my face out under the sink, washing away any access blood, and headed back to the room Applebloom was in.

“Ah, so I see you’re back and you noticed that gash in your head. I know you were refusing help earlier, but do you want me to wrap that up?” the nurse said, noticing my now cleaned wound.

“Sure…” I agreed absentmindedly as she wrapped gauze around my head.

“Alrighty then, do you need anything else before I leave?” she questioned as she made her way to the door.

“No thanks, we’re fine.” I assured her.

“Well, if you ever need anything, just ask for nurse Eclipse.” She informed and walked out of the door.

I watched her leave for a moment and jumped back on the bed with Applebloom. We sat there silently for a long time until I finally heard it. It was a small sniffle, almost unnoticeable, but still there and it was loud and clear in my ears. That was followed by plenty others and heaving. Applebloom had started crying once again.

“I know Applebloom… I know.” I said and immediately held her in my hooves.

“Why, Sweetie Belle, why!?” She sobbed into my chest.

“I don’t know why Applebloom.” I told her.

“I just want everything ta go back ta normal! I want this to only be a bad dream. A bad dream… a bad dream…” She started to mutter ‘a bad dream’ repeatedly as I held her and rocked her back and forth.

“I do too Applebloom… I do too…” I responded.

And we stayed like that for at least another hour. Applebloom would speak, and I’d speak back, holding her into a firm but caring embrace. Pretty soon, we were just lying like that, looking out into the night sky from the window. The stars were still perfect for stargazing and the moon shined brightly in the sky. How could such a beautiful night bring such a horrible disaster?

Applebloom was tired, I could tell, but she couldn’t go to sleep. I can’t blame her at all because it is almost impossible to fall asleep after an experience like that. I rubbed her mane, feeling the soft, silky texture glide across my hoof. I was just so… comfortable. Before I knew it, I was asleep, still hugging my troubled friend in my hooves.

I woke up to shuffling right by me. I opened my eyes, and I wish I hadn’t. Applebloom looked miserable! Her eyes had dark bags under them and they were bloodshot with dried tears that had turned into crust around them. She looked so tired and helpless and… I can’t believe I went to sleep on her! I pet her mane again and hugged her a little tighter. She had to get some sleep, or else she’d be worse than she already was. I then thought of something that might help.

“ Why do you cry mighty tears of woe?
Is it ‘cause you’re lost and you don’t know where to go?
Have you lost the place in life that you used to belong?
And wonder what have you done to be treated wrong?
You feel alone,
Like all is lost and gone,
Like there is no escaping emptiness.
Well, I’m sorry to tell you,
But wrong you are,
I’m right there beside you,
I’ll never be far.
You’re never alone, cause I’m here with you
Don’t take me for a liar my word is true.
‘Cause I am your friend that you can forever trust,
You can cry on me if you ever must,
Forever you shall be in my heart…”

I wasn’t sure where those lyrics came from; I just wanted to help my friend. After finishing the song I saw Applebloom lightly snoring with her tired eyes finally closed instead of scanning every movement with fear and suspicion. That lullaby did its job of telling Applebloom that she’d be okay and that she needed to sleep. I levitated the blanket and covered us up well. We both really needed the sleep.

One week. One entire week of … I don’t know what to call it. Applejack and Big Macintosh have been spilling the waterworks all week and Applebloom has been super paranoid all week. She jumps at every sudden noise or fast movement. I felt so sorry for her, especially that time when Rarity found out where I was. It was horrible! She’d burst in the door yelling my name over dramatically and that didn’t help a thing. Applebloom started screaming ‘He’s back! He’s gonna get me! Don’t let him get me, please! Please! PLEASE!’. That made Applebloom even more paranoid. Now it’s been a week of pain and tears and now was the day…

I had to go to school.

Now, believe it or not while I am very smart, I flunked two years of school due to many days being missing. Rarity was a clean freak and she’d kept me too clean, which actually made me pick up sicknesses very easily. As great as it was to be clean, too much clean could really suck.

I couldn’t afford to flunk another year and I had already missed a week of learning and work. How could I make up for that and deal with this? I had no clue but I’d have to find some way. I was prepared to walk out of the hospital room’s door until…

“Please don’t leave…” Celestia dammit!

“Applebloom, you know I’ll come back…” I told her.

“Yeah, I know…” she said sadly.

“You have your big sister with you Applebloom. Nothing will happen, I promise.” I assured her.

Big Macintosh wasn’t here because he had to man the farm. Granny Smith couldn’t handle everything on her own and with how old she is, she needed somepony to watch over her.

Applebloom stayed silent and I jumped on the bed and hugged her.

“It’ll be alright.” I told her.

“I know, and thank you.” She finally said and gave me a small peck on my cheek.

I blushed and waved goodbye to her and left out of the hospital to walk to school. I don’t know why but my heart was thumping and I had a fluttery feeling in my chest. Maybe it was that kiss? It wasn’t anything special, just a friendly gesture, but I swear my heart went crazy at that moment.

I finally reached the schoolhouse and entered the door where Cheerilee would greet us every morning. After giving her a fake smile and a friendly ‘Hello’, I walked to my desk and sat at it, waiting for Ms. Cheerilee to come in and start the lesson.

After a boring lesson about the history of Las Pegasus, we had recess that I was relieved to finally see. I couldn’t focus on a thing that Ms. Cheerilee said because I had so much on my mind. But Rarity told me to at least try, so that’s what I did. I sat by a tree in the playground, hoping to see Scootaloo around but unfortunately not spotting her anywhere. Then, the worst thing happened.

“Well, if it isn’t Sweetie Belle sitting here all alone.” A snooty voice rang from my right.

I didn’t even look at the filly that had come to bully me. Nopony ever needed to, because she did this every day. I paid no attention to Diamond Tiara as she approached me with her head held high. I responded with silence, and hoped she didn’t say the wrong thing that would make me snap because if she says anything bad about Applebloom then Celestia help me, I will beat the crap out of her.

“You don’t have your blank flank losers with you to defend you huh?” She said, chuckling afterwards.
Oh, if only she knew.

“What do you want?” I growled.

“Ooh, she sounds so scary don’t she Silver?” She said turning to her partner in crime.

“Not a chance!” Silver Spoon responded, bursting out in laughter with her pink friend.

“Leave me alone, and don’t talk about my friends behind their backs.” I muttered.

“Hmph, you don’t tell us what to do! If I want to say, oh I don’t know, Applebloom is a useless pony, then I could!” She said, laughing cruelly.

“Shut up…” I whispered.

Diamond Tiara saw how much she was aggravating me and continued on with an evil smirk.

“Or maybe that Applebloom doesn’t deserve to have a cutie mark in the first place. She should just stay in the in her muddy little
farm where she belongs.” She rudely stated.

Don’t snap…

Don't snap...

Don’t snap on her!

“Just stop…” I pleaded, trying to lead her away from her doom, but she just wanted to really push me off the edge.

“Everyone would love it if she was gone, they wouldn’t miss her. She’s talentless and has no purpose in life!” she exclaimed, earning
laughs from Silver Spoon.

Now she took it too far.

I lunged at her and punched her in the face repetitively. I didn’t even see her face anymore; all I saw was that stallion’s face. A face of pure cruelty, hate, and sadness just mocking me over and over, saying I didn’t make it in time, and that it was my fault. I screamed out curses like a maniac.

“FUCK YOU, YOU SHITTY ASS BITCH!”

“I FUCKING HATE YOU! CELESTIA DAMMIT JUST GO ROT FOR ALL I CARE!”

“KEEP YOUR SELFISH, UNGRATERUL ASS QUIET NEXT FUCKING TIME!”

I didn’t even notice the crowd yelling my name, or Ms. Cheerilee holding me back from Diamond Tiara. I didn’t see anything accept that Stallion, no matter what. Even when I blinked I saw his disgusting face. I punched and punched, a few landing on Ms. Cheerilee herself, hitting the air. I growled and tried to struggle back to ‘The stallion’ but to no avail. Although, Cheerilee managed to lose her grip once, but got me before I could get at Diamond Tiara again.

“That’s enough! Stop right now Sweetie Belle!” The teacher yelled to me.

I finally came back to my senses, and observed the damage I’d caused. The only thing I could think after taking a good look was ‘what?’. It was not a pretty sight…

Diamond Tiara’s face… it made me want to just say ‘ouch’ and rub my face. Her eyes were both black and her eyes were red from blood getting in them. She had a large stream of blood coming from both of her nostrils and I swear I knocked out at least five teeth. She had blood smeared all over her face, and I think there was some gashes on it.

She now reminded me of the condition Applebloom was in, and I just wanted to cry right then and there. I actually did cry, although I hadn’t noticed I was. I never cried so hard in my life. Holding in all of those tears and all of that stress had made me feel horrible, and now let it all out as Ms. Cheerilee led me inside the schoolhouse.

“This isn’t like you Sweetie Belle. It really isn’t. What has gotten into you today?” Said the usually cheery voice in a disappointed one.

“I… I was just so angry. A-Applebloom… she…she had gotten… raped a week ago. I had to see that with my own eyes, and it was horrible. Applebloom isn’t the same anymore and everything is going bad. She’d scared of being alone, she’s paranoid about almost everything… everything just turned upside down. Rarity told me to try to get through school today, because I can’t flunk this year, but then, Diamond Tiara said some horrible things about Applebloom. She pushed me too far and… all I could see was that stallion that raped Applebloom. I didn’t really want to hurt Diamond Tiara much, It was the stallion that I wanted to hurt. I’ve been holding my sadness and anger in and… Diamond Tiara unleashed it.” I said in a shaky voice.

Ms. Cheerilee’s eyes grew wide ever since the first sentence and her jaw had dropped. This was one of the worst things she ever had to deal with in her entire ten years of teaching. Never had such a tragedy ever happened to one of her students, and she didn’t know what to do.

“Oh my Celestia. Well, Sweetie Belle, would you like to go home or… stay somewhere in the building for the rest of the day, and maybe I could help you with this? Because I honestly have no Idea of what to do.” She asked me.

“I… I’ll leave. Applebloom really didn’t want me to leave her side, so it’s best that I get back by her side as soon as possible.” I told her.

“Well then, I’m going to get Diamond Tiara and we’ll have one more talk before I let you go… Will you be alright with her in here with you or do I have to separate you two just in case?” Cheerilee questioned me.

“I’ll be okay.” I told her and she nodded, leaving out of her seat to get Diamond.

Not a minute later, Cheerilee walked in with Diamond and I winced. She looked horrible, even with the blood washed off of her face. The moment Diamond saw me, she flinched and tried to back away, but Cheerilee stopped her and led her to the seat next to me.

“Now, you both have done something horrible to each other, so you will both be punished.”

“Buh She da one dat bee me uph.” She complained through her swollen jaw and lips.

“Yes, but did you or did you not say cruel things about Applebloom?” Cheerilee asked.

Diamond tiara stayed quiet about it. She couldn’t argue with that.

“Now Diamond Tiara, something horrible happened to Applebloom and Sweetie Belle’s been having a really rough week. Your bullying went too far and you drove Sweetie Belle to her limit! For that you are kicked out for two weeks. Bullying is illegal if didn’t know that already, so I suggest you stop now!” She said, giving a small glare at the snobbish filly, who shrunk under her gaze.

“Now Sweetie Belle, I’m sorry to tell you this but you get two weeks out of school also. Fighting is not tolerated here, no matter why it happened. Now both of you apologize to each other.

“Sorry.” Diamond and I said simultaneously.

“Okay, now I’ll contact Filthy Rich and Rarity right away.” She said and walked out.

When she closed the door Diamond Tiara turned to me with a look of… what looked like regret on her face. I couldn’t tell with her face being so messed up.

“Whu happen to Appuhboom.” She tried to ask.

“She was raped and nearly killed by a black stallion. She’s now paranoid and is probably scared because I’m not with her right now.” I said with no emotion in my voice.

Diamond Tiara gasped and her eyes got as big as they could get, which wasn’t that big.

“Oh meh Celesiah! Ah so soweh, I dideh knoe dat happeh. I juh thoh see wuh sick ahn ah… ah nevah wanteh to bulleh you! Silveh Spooh threatehs meh whe ah doh do wha see says an… an..” she started bawling her eyes out .

I was surprised at what she had just said. Silver Spoon is the reason why she’s mean? At first I thought she was lying but she somewhat looked like she was telling the truth. I believed her so I hugged her and let her cry on me. Now I have two ponies who are crying on my chest as I hug them.

What have I gotten myself into?

Author's Notes:

I gave the people who likes cuddles something, I gave the Diamond Tiara hater something, I gave the Diamond Tiara lovers something, and I tried to make the chapter not too sad, but still very sad and mixed it into one. This is what I came up with. Yes, it's true that Silver Spoon is the actual leader of that duo and that Diamond is nice, so there ya go Diamond lovers! But she still got beat up for all of you Diamond Tiara HATERS! I wanted this chapter to not be boring, so I set up a fight scene. I really hope you enjoy, and I hope I get a lot of comments because I stayed up ALL NIGHT for you guys! I had to because I'm gonna leave this house tomorrow. Tell me what you think I should do for the next chapter and I'll be sure to look into it! And also...

Please, CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM is GREATLY appreciated!

Wait, What's Happening now!?

Sweetie Belle’s POV

What just happened?

That’s all I could think as I walked back to the Ponyville Hospital with a disappointed Rarity. I didn’t even know what was wrong with me at that moment… again, what in Celestia’s name just happened?

I can’t believe how quickly I felt sorry for Diamond Tiara and how I believed her because of a sad face. What was wrong with me? This situation is really affecting me in weird ways, and I wanted it to stop. I missed familiarity and wanted everything to go back to normal.

But, back to the subject at hoof… Diamond Tiara. I think I know what’s wrong. I saw Applebloom in her face, just like when I saw the… rapist before that. Seeing her cry and in such a condition that looked like I could break something if I tapped her… that frail look she had. It made me want her to stop her crying and be happy once more. But there was still one question…

What was up with Silver Spoon making her bully?

Don’t get me wrong; although it is a weird thought, it really could happen. It’s not like it hasn’t happened to somepony else before. But why did she even mention that? It could be for a number of reasons. Maybe she thought that if she said that, I’d help her right then? Or, maybe she didn’t want me to think that she was really that heartless right then? I have no idea, but that is for the future. For now, I must get back to Applebloom so-

Thump!

Oh that hurt like Tartarus! I was in such a big trance that I’d bumped into the hospital’s door. That scar wasn’t healed all the way, and that just gave me a major headache. I shook my head and continued on into the hospital and went into Applebloom’s room. What I saw was… I just don’t even know what I felt at that moment. It was pure chaos that Discord would be proud of.

Applebloom’s POV
I lay on the hospital bed, waiting for Sweetie Belle to come back. She had been at school for an hour already and I was starting to get more paranoid by the second. I felt as if the stallion was right there to attack me once more. I was unsafe.

“Applebloom, are you okay?” Asked Applejack.

I didn’t respond, I just continued of dart my eyes around the room, looking for a black body and a turquoise mane. Applejack then tried to hug me, but I flinched away from her embrace. I know she was trying to help, but I just didn’t know how to trust any contact with anypony besides Sweetie Belle. I felt like it was going to happen again unless Sweetie Belle was there holding me, and for that I felt guilty. How could I trust my friends touch but not my sister’s? I felt so cruel for feeling that way, but I couldn’t help what I felt at this point.

Just then I saw a purple blob enter the room. Was I crying again? It just comes without warning nowadays.

“Applejack and Applebloom?” a soft voice came from the purple blob.

I cleared the tears from my eyes to see Princess Twilight walking into the room. She looked out of breath and clearly worried out of her mind. Everypony did that and, to tell the truth, it didn’t make me feel any better at all. It made me feel weaker than I already was having everypony cry because of this all. If there was one thing I hated, it was being weak. Thankfully, Sweetie Belle was strong enough to make me feel strong too.

“Yeah Sugarcube…?” Applejack replied in a flat tone.

“I… I’m so sorry f-for…” Twilight held back a sob. “For this b-but… you may be sent... sentenced to five and a half years in… jail. And, Applebloom… has been… ordered to be questioned immediately…”

“W-What? But WHY?!” Applejack yelled.

“That stallion that you… beat up had nearly died from your attack and has been permanently grounded for his entire life. His forelegs have been… amputated and one of his eyes is blind. You were hitting him harder that you thought Applejack. His wife divorced him and kept their children and he is suffering mental trauma.” She explained, obviously trying her best not to cry.

“But… ah was defendin’ my lil’ sis!” Applejack argued.

“He was already tied up and defenseless when you attacked.” She stated sadly.

“Wha-? W-well, what do AH have ta do with his divorce?!” Applejack countered.

“He claims that she left him because he got beat up by a mare and that she didn’t trust him to protect the family. Upon further investigation, we found that true. She ADMITTED to it.” Twilight weakly countered back.

“N-no… this can’t be happenin’! A-ah…” She broke down to the ground crying.

I just sat there. I didn’t cry, I didn’t scream… I did absolutely nothing. This was… only going to get BETTER wasn’t it? I thought there couldn’t be anything else worse than what’d happened to me, but I guess I’ve been proven wrong. Five and a half years without the sister that taught me everything I knew in life and stuck beside me even when I didn’t want her to. Yes, it would only get
BETTER from here…

One chuckle… followed by another… and a few more. I then started laughing like a maniac. It would be BETTER! Everything is JUST going to get BETTER! My laughter then turned into screams which then gurgled into loud sobs.

Twilight knew when somepony had gone crazy and definitely knew that I was beginning to do just that. She just didn’t know how to handle it. The best thing she could do was keep away all sharp objects and back away from me.

“It’s only g-gonna get… BETTER! Better, better, better, better…” I repeated that word over and over again, beaming a crazed grin that crept the former mage student out.

“Applebloom?” she asked as her worried voice fell upon deaf ears as I just kept chanting.

I almost broke. I was so close to breaking and my mind was so close to shattering, until my best friend walked in. I really needed her right then. And of course, like any good friend, she jumped on the hospital bed with me and held me tight.

“What’s wrong Applebloom? Are you okay?” She asked in an anxious tone.

“No, I’m not. Applejack is gone for five years… everything is bad… nothing is okay anymore, nothing ever will be okay.” I said with an empty voice.

Sweetie belle froze for a minute before saying “You’ve still got me. Don’t leave me alright. I’ll stick with you the whole way, just don’t give up on hope, please. For everypony’s sake, you need to stay strong Applebloom.”

I just nodded and hugged her. Why did this have to happen to me? It’s your fault Applebloom… you would be better just rotting off. Then everypony would be happy… NO! No, Sweetie Belle doesn’t want me gone! Bad thoughts, bad thoughts!

Twilight came up to us with a sad frown on her face. This could not, in any way, be good.

“I still need you to come with me. The police wish to see you as soon as possible, and once you arrive they will give you as much time as you need. I am so, so sorry I have to put you through this, but if I could change this, I would but…” She trailed off to try to keep herself from crying.

“I understand.” Said Sweetie Belle, who I could tell was trying not to cry.

Princess Twilight lit up her horn and we teleported out of my hospital room.

Author's Notes:

I'm sorry...
I'm really REALLY sorry.
I know you all hate me, but yeah, I have to do this for future reasons and possibly (CLASSIFIED INFORMATION) reasons!

Now, I need help with the jail thing, you see, I don't think you could get jail time for sabotaging a marriage, but would most likely get charged for causing emotional distress. The only reason Applejack's in jail is because she attempted murder.

Oh, and let's not forget, CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM is EXTREMELY appreciated!

A Little Better...?

Applejack’s POV

“I sentence you to one and a half years in jail. And as for Blue Bolt, you will be sentenced to 10 years in prison! Good day!” A deep commanding voice rang out in the courtroom as a loud BAM! Rang out in everypony's ears.

I hate that judge.

I hate those policemen.

I hate that that lawyer.

They'd allowed Applebloom to give a testimony not only in front of everypony, but in front of her attacker also. I could see the panick in her eyes, the ginuine fear. I couldn't stand to see my little sister like that. And my lawyer had the nerve to stop me when I tried to
run up and help her.

The stallion's legs were in fact amputated, and he was held up by a walking device. He'd have to do that for the rest of his life. His left eye was pale, indicating that he was in fact blind in that one. He looked... hideous.

I could already tell that the judge didn't like me. He didn't like ANYPONY. He probably was tired of his job, of seeing criminals in and out of his courtroom for so long. He was simply tired.

But that didn't matter. That... monster, Blue Bolt, should've had life in prison in my opinion. He should’ve been left in there to rot and live a horrible life. But, that is not how that idiot judge saw it. He saw it as 'I'll give you less time if you go away forever', and that's just not right.

I looked behind me to see... angry and tearful faces, all directed at Blue Bolt. That monster's face looked... pitiful. His ears were flat against his head, he looked as if he were going to cry, and he had a look I never expected to see on his face...

Guilt.

"Um, sir..." said a silver Pegasus behind a police carriage.

"What is it Silver Bullet?" said the pony guiding me to said carriage.

"The wheel broke on this carriage so those two have to share that one..." Silver Bullet said timidly.

My face... I have no idea what it looked like but I'm sure it didn't look pretty. I wanted to kill somepony, but I didn't know who. Most likely everypony.

I was silent as the officer holding me nodded and gently pushed me into the carriage. The other offices then shoved Blue Bolt roughly after and shut the door. A click could be heard as he put a lock on the door and the carriage began to move. The carriage was metal, and was completely closed with the exception of a hole in the back, probably for air or something. Blue Bolt avoided my eyes until...

"I'm sorry... You don't deserve to be in here. I should be dead..."

"Yer darn right you should! I ought to kill you right now. Yer lucky ah got on hoofcuffs!” I yelled in rage.

“I just… wanted to feed my family. Spoon said she’d pay me a lot for doing this… I don’t know why she wanted me to do this. I didn’t finish the job so she divorced me… you probably don’t want to hear this though.” He sighed somberly.

I was now curious. Although I hated him, I should at least hear his story. That way, I’d know who else could be in on this.

“Who is Spoon?”

“A rich little filly…”

Normal POV

“You TOLD HER!?”

“I’m sorry, Silver… I-I…”

“SHUT UP! Now… now I have to make different plans. Blue Bolt probably ratted to Applebloom’s idiot sister. As for you…”

“No! No, please not the hammer!”

A high pitched cry erupted from a pink filly with a diamond shaped cutie mark as she got pounded with a hammer by a grey filly.
She had posed as said filly’s friend for three years. Whenever she didn’t do what that filly said, she’d punish her cruelly. She did anything her ‘Boss’ said to do.

The only reason Diamond Tiara was rich was because she LIVED with Silver Spoon. There was no escape from the pain at any time. She was a puppet, a slave, and a doll to the cruel filly.

Her family… was just messed up. Silver’s father suffered as much as I did. Her mother was as cruel as her daughter.

Diamond Tiara’s father… he no longer was himself any more. He acts as any Canterlot noble in public, but when he’s ‘home’ he’s a mess. He couldn’t sleep at night but instead rocked on his bed with his eyes opened wide. Diamond never got to talk to him much and whenever she did, it was from her trying to keep what little sanity he had.

To put it shortly, her life was Tartarus.

I let out a final scream as she hit me for the last time. I didn’t cry, move, or yell after that. Instead, I just lay there breathing heavily.

“Now, I heard you’re kicked out for two weeks. Now you get to be my full time slave. Have fun being woke for two weeks!” She yelled, laughing cruelly as she finished.

She left Diamond with her thoughts afterwards and she had something that nagged her. Why would she pick a stallion like Blue Bolt to do this to Applebloom? The poor pony was an innocent and good stallion… why ruin his life?

Then she thought about Applebloom. What did she pick that specific pony for? She was just a sweet and innocent pony.

Why?

Applejack’s POV

I was stunned.

I detected no lies being made by that stallion and the information he gave me was just…

Unbelievable.

Apparently, he was poor, and couldn’t take care of his family and tried to get some money from the richest ponies in town, those being the Spoon family. After some time, they’d promised to give him a big chunk of cash if he were to rape Applebloom and ALMOST kill her. They said that they wanted to get rid of some of the Apple family’s business so that a couple stallions could own that land. The stallions had thought that if they were all separated and depressed, the business would be ruined in that area. They were going to be paid 9.8 million dollars if the stallion’s plans came together.

They hadn’t expected an interruption.

Now that their weapon was injured and being sent to prison, they’d have to make more plans.

Another thing he shared was that they’d kept the Rich family as slaves for their own enjoyment. That family just had lots of loose screws. It was horrible to hear this news, but there weren’t any hints of a lie in Blue Bolt’s explanation.
I had a feeling that this was more complicated than it seems.

Sweetie Belle’s POV
Two Weeks Later…

I panicked.

Applebloom was sicker than I’d ever seen anypony. She puked every hour, had pains in her stomach and in… that area, and her appetite had changed.

She ate weird things like oatmeal with sugar and cinnamon in it, and avoided yogurt…

She LOVED yogurt!

I had no idea what was wrong with her, which scared me even more. What if she caught some disease? What if she had the flu?!
What if--!

I stopped my thoughts as a doctor walked in looking really worried. I didn’t like the look either. This situation obviously had trouble written all over it. The doctor then cleared his throat.

“Could I see you for a moment Sweetie Belle.” He said in a nervous tone.

I nodded and we walked out into the hallway. He looked at me in… sorrow?

“Erm… I didn’t know how to tell your poor friend in there. She looks like she’s been through… a lot.” He began. “I just came to tell you, since nopony is here with you, that there might be a chance that… Applebloom is pregnant.” He said, with a little panick.

He did not know how to deal with this…

“WHAT?!”

“Well, Applebloom is almost thirteen and just recently started her… Ahem, period. She has been impregnated by the rapist. I’m not one hundred percent sure, but there’s a good chance. I figured I’d tell you because you’ve been with her and you’re her best friend, so you’d probably know when it’s best to tell her.” He explained to me.

“Okay then…” I said, while panicking in my head.

Why? Why?! WHY?!

Why was so much pain being caused to Applebloom? It seems that whenever one thing happens, another thing pops up again. Why did life hate her so much!?

I sighed as I went into the room to tell Applebloom the horrible news. This was gonna be hard.

“Um, Applebloom?” I said in a gently tone while climbing back onto the hospital bed.

“Yes?” she asked.

“I have to tell you something… While, this may not be really happening, there’s a good chance that… that…” I started, but my voice started breaking.

“Tell me Sweetie… tell me the bad news that’s comin’. I know something ife shattering will happen to me again.

“But you’re not alone, always remember that okay,” I said continuing after she nodded. “Anyways, there might be a chance that Blue Bolt… got you pregnant.” I finished somberly.

Applebloom looked forward with no reaction for a minute and just at I started to get worried…

She fell limp in my hooves.

Author's Notes:

I'm sorry guys... *YAWN* I took so long with this chapter and I feel horrible for that. I hope I didn't f*ck up that bad.

CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM is GREATLY appreciated.

A Sub Chapter: Blue Bolt and Applejack

“SHE’S WHAT?!”

“Oh THIS is worthy of a celebration!”

“To a job well done!”

Clink!

Blue Bolt’s POV

This is the 40th time (I think) that I’ve gotten beat up because I raped a little filly. So far, I have a broken back hoof, my good eye is swollen to the point that I can’t see out of it, and my head had a nasty bump on it due to somepony hitting me in the head with my walker, which broke in the process. It turns out that this crime is looked down upon even by murderers, and if you get caught, you pay the price.

I heard a few hoofsteps behind me and mistook them for a guard. At least until…

“So, I heard you like raping little fillies…” I heard a voice that was most definitely NOT a guard.

It was Bulk Biceps.

I was surprised to find out that the Spoon family got him into here too. From the rumors, he was poor, just like me, and he was supposed to murder somepony. But, he refused to do it, so the Spoon’s hired some fake to do the job, all while recording it. No, it wasn't an act. The pony really died and they had a pony dye their coat and mane to look like him (He was naturally as bulky as him though.). Everypony really believed it too, even the inmates, until they realised how timid and nice he was. He looked as if he ate muscles for breakfast, yet he’d never hurt a fly. Well, actually, he did but… started crying his eyes out. It was surprising to hear the muscular pony behind me with an angered tone directed towards me.

"N-no, I don-!"

"Shut up," He yelled."That little filly was my best friend's little sister!"

Oh... Crap.

"I-I really didn't want to! Y-you understand, right? The Spoon family wanted you to murder a pony like they wanted me to--"

"But at least I'm stallion enough to stand my ground! I didn't murder ANYPONY! Their proof, was a doppelganger, a fake! You actually committed the crime. And it's time you paid for what you've done." He said in a dark tone. This wasn't gonna be good was it?

"YIPE!" I yelled as he grabbed me up and slammed me onto a nearby bed. It was cold and hard, might as well sleep on the floor. I think it's just a brick with a sheet on it, to be honest. I then felt hooves slam into me, breaking bones and opening wounds all over my body. Then, as the pummeling stopped, and I thought it was over, he whispered something I'd remember for the rest of my life.

"Now you'll get to see how it feels for youself!"

My night was filled with tears and pain.

Applejack's POV

"Are you okay?"

I turned around to see a gray wall-eyed mare with a look of concern on her face. I remembered her to be the mailmare in Ponyville and I was very surprised to see her there. She was pretty nice, and it was hard to imagine her being in here.

"Y-yeah..." Curse me for being a horrible liar.

"I can tell you're not. You are the Element of Honesty after all." She deadpanned.

I figured I might as well tell her what was on me mind. Besides, I thought I would probably feel better if I told her about it.

"Well, mah little sister Applebloom was--"

"OH! That's your little sister! I'm so sorry I brought it up! I shouldn't--"

"Nah, it's fine, really. I think I might feel better if I talk about it anyways." I told her. She nodded and I continued to tell her what was bugging me. "I'm just worried about her, I mean, having that happen to her and then me going to jail... I don't know how she's coping with all of this madness."

"Not trying to be rude, really, but doesn't she have friends with her. I mean, you're an element of harmony so, like, you should know how great it is to have a friend in these situations, right?" She asked as her eyes slightly derped a bit more.

"Yeah, but Scootaloo hasn't been around and Sweetie Belle..." I trailed off and thought about how Sweetie Belle never left Applebloom's side except to use the bathroom and go to school for that one day. She stayed there, calming her down when she was frightened, singing to her,and holding her without any complaints. When Rarity tried to take her home, she refused to leave her side, saying she'd go back if Rarity took her. Sweetie was another Rainbow Dash, to be honest.

"Sweetie Belle's got her. Mah sister is in good hooves."

"Well, that's great to know!" She said with a smile, un-derping her eyes... almost.

"So, uh, what are you here for?" I asked curiously.

"Well..." She looked very sad. "I dropped a peddinghaus anvil on somepony's back... it weighed over 300 pounds."

"Ouch..." I hissed.

"Yeah...what are you here for if you don't mind me asking?"

"When I found out what happened to mah sister, I beat the living Tartatus outta him. He had a leg amputated, lost his ability ta fly, and ah blinded him in one eye." I said quite bluntly.

The mare, Derpy I think her name was, put her hooves to her mouth in shock. She looked onwards with a sad expression painted on her face.

"Oh my Celestia... C-can't fly?" She sounded as if she were going to cry. "H-he deserved it but the thought of not being able to fly..." she trailed off, as if she honeslty didn't know what to say about that.

"Yeah, ah should've got the police to get him and this wouldn't have happened. It's all mah fault--"

"No, it's not your fault. Never blame yourself for this. Blue Bolt had it all coming to him." She said as she hugged me.

We held each other in that warm embrace, not letting go for anything. I would've kept holding longer, until I thought about something.

"Wait a second... How did you know about that in the first place?"

"Well..."

Author's Notes:

I wanted to start writing sub chapters for how Blue Bolt and Applejack are doing with their time in prison and jail. I hope you guys liked it and please, CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM is GREATLY appreciated!

School and Therapists

A week later...

Sweetie Belle's POV

I don't want to do this. At all. I have to go to school. But I didn't want to leave Applebloom alone in that hospital. But I guess I have to if I want to try not to fail again. I sighed at I walked down the final path towards the schoolhouse. Hopefully it won't be anything like last time. I gave a weak 'hello' to Ms.Cheerilee and walked into class to my seat. I turned left to see where Scootaloo was. Unfortunately, she wasn't even there. Again. I'm going to be alone at school. Again!

I sighed as I took out my notebook and pencil and waited for the lesson to begin. This time it was the history... of... why do we always have history first? Seriously, every day we have to go straight to history, and it puts everypony back to sleep. That was a horrible idea. I struggled to stay awake as Ms.Cheerilee talked about... something. I don't know, I just fell into a deep sleep that I really needed. And it felt so good. But five seconds later...

"Sweetie Belle?" The familiar voice of my teacher got to my ears and woke me up instantly.

"Er, yes Ms.Cheerilee?" I said a bit flustered.

"I know it's hard to stay awake, but can you please try to pay attention?"

"Yes Ms.Cheerilee."

And I had to stay awake while listening to her talk about... the history of... something. I can't even concentrate. This whole thing is getting to me more than I need it to. I... I have to pass. It's a bit embarrassing being two years behind already. I wrote down what she was writing without really noticing and was relieved when history was over and we had Equestrian. I was relived that I was able to pay attention in this subject without much of a problem.

Even though I was able to pay attention, I was still happy to hear the recess bell ring. I hurried out of my seat and headed outside into the fresh spring air! Or, at least I tried to, until a voice stopped me.

"Sweetie Belle. I need to talk to you for a moment." Ms.Cheerilee said.

"Okay" I sighed and followed the teacher back to her desk.

"Sweetie Belle, I noticed that you can't quite concentrate in history much. Your failing in it." She stated in her calm... teacher voice.

"I know, I just can't concentrate. It's just so... boring!"

"Well, you need to be tutored."

"Oh, that's fine. When is this tutoring? Recess?" I asked curious to find out when I'd have to learn... boring history.

Cheerilee had a guilty look on her face for a quick moment.

"After school."

---

"You didn't have to yell at her, Sweetie Belle. Didn't I tell you how unladylike it is to raise your voice so much?"

"Yes Rarity." I sighed as we walked back to the hospital.

"Sweetie Belle... I know you always want to be with Applebloom... are you doing this because of what happened to her?" She questioned hesitantly.

"W-what?! No! The first time was because Diamond Tiara pushed me too far when she said something bad about Applebloom. This time is because I don't want to be tutored after school because Applebloom... wait." I stopped as I thought about what I said.

It was because of what happened to her. I want to be by her side all of the time because... well, she's my best friend. I want her to be safe and I... want to stay with her. All the time. I really like her and... every time I see her, I feel as if I have to protect her from anything that could possibly hurt her in any way. I want to be her shield. Who she runs to for help. I want her to be... mine.

I shook my head. I may be getting a bit... possessive over her. Here I am trying to be her knight in shining armor and trying to keep her to myself. I feel like I cant trust her with anypony else and... What in Tartarus is wrong with me? These are weird thoughts. Maybe I need some help. But then I'd be separated from...

Yes... I think I need some help. There was a moment of silence between Rarity and I as we continued walking to the hospital.

"Yes, it is because of what happened." I said, starling Rarity a little.

"Maybe you need to talk to somepony about it?" She suggested.

"Maybe. I'm not sure who though." I said a bit unsure.

"I may need to get you a therapist Sweetie Belle. They always make sure not to tell anypony anything they hear, and you can probably get this off of your mind."

"That would probably help. I'm not really that sure about it, but I'd do almost anything to get this off of my mind." I sighed at the thought of spending even less time with Applebloom, not only because of history tutoring, but also because I might have to go to a mind doctor.

"Rarity... how will I get through this? I... I don't know what to do... or what I'm doing. I'm just so tired and confused."

"I will be honest with you Sweetie Belle. I really have no idea. But you are a very smart filly. Very smart, strong, and wonderful. I'm sure you'll be able to figure this out." She said with a warm smile.

"I don't feel so smart. And what if it doesn't turn out good in the end. What if I'm not smart enough to get through this?" I asked.

"Sweetie, if you aren't able to get through this, I swear to Celestia I will stop making dresses and work on a farm." She said with one of the most serious looks on her face.

I started to talk until she turn towards me again and spoke before me.

"Listen Sweetie Belle. I believe in you. I believe you can overcome this challenge. I believe that you can figure this out. If you cannot, then I most certainly cannot either." She paused.

"Sometimes I feel as if you're the bigger sister."

"Wait, what?!" I exclaimed confusedly.

"Yes, Sweetie Belle I do. At times you're smarter than me, act more mature than me, and take care of me as if I were the younger sibling. I have no idea what I'd do without you." She stopped walking for a moment.

"That is why I think you can do this Sweetie. I may not know what to do, because I've never gone through this before, but I am confident that you can find out how to handle this. I'll be there for you the whole way through this too. It might be a humongous task but... well, I think I recall Rainbow Dash saying you sung a song about having hearts as strong as horses?" She said with a smile on her face.

I smiled, and gave her a big hug. I was so glad she was my sister.

"Now, let's get you an appointment to the therapist. I'm pretty sure you can get in there to speak with him in a few days or so." She said and we turned down the opposite road that the hospital was in.

I sighed, and hoped Rarity was right. I hoped I really was smart enough to get through this. Somehow, I'll have to do this. Somehow.

---

"Oh, that? Well, all you have to do is sign this paper and she'll be able to see Dr. Hybrid right away." Said the voice of a red stallion that stood at the front desk of the therapist office.

"Really? That easy?" Said Rarity in a surprised voice.

"Yeah, that easy. We haven't gotten many patients here lately, and we have a lot of free time on our hooves. Really, we don't know what to do with all of the time. I'm surprised this place isn't closed. You're the first ponies we've seen in here in months." He explained.

"Wow. Um, anyway, I have the paper filled out right here." Rarity said as she slid the paper across the desk to the stallion. He barely acknowledged it.

"Okay then, you're good to go. The room is two doors that way." He said, pointing to the hallway on the left side of us. I nodded and headed towards the room.

I looked around the hallway as I walked towards the room. The hallway was all the way on the other side of the room and I had a bit of time to look around. I saw flags with Celestia and Luna on them, along with pictures of what I assumed was the previous doctors that had worked there. There was also a few wooden chairs, a couch, a clean looking bathroom (I won't let the look fool me), and several designs carved into the wooden walls. The place smelled like fresh pine and wood. Like nature itself I thought. It calmed me that the place felt and smelled like nature. Like I belonged here. I bet that was on purpose, but it was good enough for me.

I approached the door that had a golden sign with the name 'Hybrid' carved into it. I took a deep breath and walked into the office. It was just as simple as the other room, only this one had bookshelves full of books, only two chairs, both of which looked very comfortable, and windows that let in the beautiful sunlight. But there was one thing I saw that was really unusual. A pony... or at least I think it was a pony... that could somewhat be compared to Discord. The stallion had weird eyes as one was comparable to a dragon's eye but the other one was normal. He had one large tooth sticking out one side of his mouth and a smaller, but still pretty big fang out of the other side. The thing that confused me most was the... animals? He was mixed with. He had a tiger paw, a hoof, a dragon foot, bear claws, a bunny ear, a fox ear, a bat wing, a pegasus wing, and a...cat tail? Everything about him screamed confusion. It was like looking at a pony Discord but without the crazy red and yellow eyes. I hesitated at the door.

"Oh hello there. You must be...Sweetie Belle? My assistant just sent me the paper." He said in a calm, welcoming voice that sounded nothing like Discord.

"Um... yes?" I said unsure of how to... act around him He was... well... weird. And I felt weird.

"Oh, no need to be shy in here. I'm friendly! I promise I wont bite!" He said with a small chuckles. I walked up to a chair that sat in front of him and sat in it. This is going to be very... very awkward.

"Um..." I said but trailed off as I couldn't bring myself to ask why he had so many different... animals mixed into him.

"Oh, I'm pretty sure you're wondering why I look so weird. Oh boy, I get that question a lot... Oh! Don't worry about it little filly I'm not angry or annoyed!" He said when I winced at his comment.

"Well, let's just say that when I was born, I had no doctors to help my birth and when my father tried to do it, he didn't know that you wasn't supposed to use magic to help pull me out. It caused a malfunction in the spell, and everything went wrong. But I still have a wonderful life and get to help ponies like you!" He said with a smile.

"Oh... uh, I guess that kinda makes sense." I mumbled.

"Well then, Sweetie Belle, what about you? Why did you have to come to my office today?" He said.

"U-um... you wont tell anypony this, right?" I asked.

"Won't tell a soul." He said. "Matter of fact, I'l lock my mouth, bury the key, build a house over it, and live in it!" He exclaimed, giggling. He paused at my confused expression. "Oh, I uh... learned that from Pinkie Pie... yeah... so, continue on please."

"W-well, my best friend, Applebloom, got raped by a big stallion. I actually got to see it happen too. She's paranoid and frail and... and pregnant. She's too young for this, just like I am! And here I am being possessive of her. I feel like I should be around her all of the time, like I don't trust her with anypony but me... and I want to be her hero, her knight in shining armor... and it sounds really weird to me. Who thinks about that stuff? I feel so abnormal... so weird, so... so frustrated. It's like I have a problem with my fantasies or something." I explained.

"Hmm, well, I hate to be nosy and mention tragedies to ponies who are still trying to recover from one, but... did you act like a hero or a knight in shining armor at the time this was happening? A lot of ponies do that and want to protect the same pony's life all of the time. It's where we get most of Celestia's Royal Guard from. You see, after something life threatening happens to a pony you really care about, it's normal to feel protective over them all of the time. The possessiveness could be because you don't want another pony to hurt them and you feel that if you let them go, that that is what will happen. What you need to do is try to calm down a little. I'm sure she'll be fine, as Equestria rarely ever have these situations happen. Can't say the same for the griffons though." He explained.

My head jerked upwards in realization. He was right! It made complete sense that that was the issue. But... how could I calm down. These feelings are affecting how I handle the other things I have to get through. How will I be able to truly calm down to go on with life?

"But how can I calm down? I... there's just so much happening and..." I trailed off.

"How about you see me after school every day, and I'll help you through this. It's not like this place is packed or anything." He said with a calm smile.

"Y-yeah, that sounds like a good idea." I said.

"Great, so is there anything else you'd like to talk about. It can be about any random thing you want. It helps me clear my head when I get into a conversation that isn't directed towards... darker... situations." He said.

"Um... sure. I wanted to ask... why you're not like most therapists?" I asked.

"What exactly do you mean? Because I am different in several ways!" he said with a small chuckle.

"Well, you're... happier than how ponies usually describe therapists." I explained to him.

"Oh, that? Well you see, Sweetie Belle, I don't think that boring, old, frowny ponies that pretend to listen to ponies is a good therapist. Especially if they have a monotonous voice. Ick. I think that just depresses the patient more and is really no help. I want to act friendly so that they feel like they're going to a friend's house and not a stuffy doctor's office with some stallion they don't know that wears too much cologne. I feel that it makes the patient more... comfortable." He explained with a smile.

"Oh, well that's nice." I commented.

"So, what do you enjoy doing?" he asked.

"Um... I like to crusade with my friends" I told him.

"Crusade?" He asked. "Interesting. What do you crusade for?"

"Cutie marks! My friends and I don't have ours yet, so we find things to do that could possible make us earn our cutie marks. But... most things don't go as planned." I explained.

"Oh? How so?"

"Well, we never earn one in the end. And we've tried so many things!" I exclaimed.

"What exactly have you tried?" He asked.

"Bungee jumping, skydiving, tight rope, daredevil, shooting ourselves out of a cannon and even water purifiers!" I said.

"Wait... water purifiers? What did you use to purify the water?"

"Bleach and gasoline." I stated.

"Ppffffft... hmhmhm.... hahahahahahahaha! Oh my... wow! Tha-hat's just- hahahahahaha! Oh... you just messed up my professional act. I'm not supposed to laugh, but that got me good! Sweetie Belle you are a joy to be around! B-but Gasoline and Bleach... wow. Um, but on the serious side... you do know that those can be deadly separated and when put together can make a fume that if you inhale it too much you could pass out, right?" He asked.

"Umm... I uh... didn't know that." I said, hesitating a little.

"Okay, let that be a lesson; never mix chemicals together. That's very deadly. Also, never mess with gasoline... it is flammable. And, uh, never drink bleach... that's deadly too. Um... and let's just say that Ponyville is so lucky to have nice ponies making sure the water is clean." He said, shuddering at the thought of so many ponies dead, or dying a painful death.

"Well, how do you feel?" He asked out of the blue.

"What?" I asked.

"How do you feel?" He repeated.

"Normal... wait. I feel... normal! I... it felt good to have my mind on something else other than what happened." I said.

"That's exactly what I wanted to do! I'm pretty sure this could help you a lot. You need some time to get your mind off of what happened so that you won't be stuck on this problem so bad. All you need is somepony to talk to. A friend." He said and smiled.

I smiled back. That may be the answer. Friendship. I was the friend that helped out Applebloom when she needed help. I just needed the same thing. Sure I had Rarity and Applejack and all of their friends but... I never really talked to one of them. I blocked them out. I just needed to open up the whole time, yet I isolated myself with Applebloom.

"Thank you so much!" I yelled and quickly hugged him.

He hugged me back, chuckling a little bit while doing so.

"It was no problem.

---

"Oh Celestia Dammit!"

"What is it brother?"

"Sweetie Belle has a solution to her problem!"

"Sooo?"

"So, she's gonna try to fix everything! Her mind won't be so distraught and she'll try to help everypony. She's the light that'll help that family out, I just know it!"

"That's a little bit far-fetched but... you're always right when you say something far-fetched! What do you think we should do?"

"We're gonna put her right down where she started."

"Alright, who should we hire?"

"I think somepony needs to escape prison..."

"Wonderful idea! We're gonna be so rich after we run the Apple's business down. And then we'll finally have enough money to help her."

"Yes, yes... she'll get that treatment in no time!"

"And no longer shall we live in fear that she'll die."

"You've got that, brother!"

Author's Notes:

Okay to answer a question you might have:

I put the hybrid character in there because... I just wanted to. I always find a way to put my characters into my stories. I snuck in Lunar Eclipse and Variety Hybrid so far. They're married and also... Variety lied about why he was mixed with so many animals. He came from the Sonic Universe just like Lunar Eclipse did and happened to still be mixed with many animals as a pony. But... well... nopony knows or will know.

So yeah, I know there are many errors in this chapter, but I still hope you enjoyed it. And, uh, you know the drill... CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM is GREATLY appreciated.

And an added note:

I am very sorry that I took so long to put this chapter out. I had so many ideas and wrote them out so that I could have my head clear for this story. I may have made it a bit... too clear. So I had absolutely no idea what I was gonna do. I had finals and I was just so stressed lately. Then... I.... well... I have absolutely no excuse for this. I just wanted to say sorry. You readers mean the world to me. I don't know what I'd do without you guys. I love you all, and I'd do almost anything for you. I hope you can all forgive me. I will do my best to update on this story more often, I promise. If I can't... well... who says it's too early to apologize? Sorry about that too. I really hope you all forgive me for this.

SMGA Signing out.

Enter Luna

That night...

Luna's POV

I sat in my private quarters, enjoying the dark and the quietness of night. But there was one problem; I was bored. Nopony really have many nightmares any more. Back before I became Nightmare Moon, a lot of ponies got nightmares, and I was able to help them with their fears. It was a great thing to do, and I enjoyed doing it. But nowadays, everypony has so many wonderful dreams. I don't get to do anything at night. I sighed as I looked up at the moon. It's not like it's a good thing that more ponies had nightmares more often back then. It was just more exciting than it is now.

All of a sudden, I felt my heart ache. Somepony somewhere was having a nightmare. But this nightmare in particular was very sad, tragic, and violent. Somepony was having a horrible nightmare. And as the Princess of the Night I have to help the pony. I just hope I didn't get a nightmare from a demon. Those even scare me a bit, even if I know they're not real. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the emotions. I felt the pain, the sadness... everything. I haven't felt this in a very long time. What could possibly scare somepony so bad in the peaceful land of Equestria?

A blindingly white light glowed everywhere for a split second and all of a sudden I was at a tree house.Wasn't this the tree house Twilight's friend's sisters play in. Hmm, if I concentrate enough, I can see if it is one of them. I thought and concentrated. I felt my blood run cold when I found out that is was Applejack's little sister having the dream. Little foals should not have these feelings at all. Even grown ponies usually didn't have such strong, negative emotions. I looked up to the tree house and prepared myself for the worst as I trotted up the ramp and looked through the window. I won't stop the nightmare, as that could leave me clueless as to what to do to help her. It could also cause her to wake up if I do it too early. And there's nothing more horrible than nearly wetting yourself just to come to an abrupt ending that makes you sit up really fast. Oh how that gives a pony headaches.

My heart stopped as I saw exactly what was happening in this nightmare. It was... the worst thing a filly could go through. A stallion had Applebloom under his hoof while she writhed in his grasp. She then yelled.

"SOMEPONY HELP ME!"

Only to have a gag stuck in her throat. The stallion then smirked.

"This won't hurt too bad." He whispered and then did what I was fearing he'd do the whole nightmare.

He raped her.

This can't be a nightmare, no matter how much I want it to be. No, this is a memory. Sure, there might be a few minor things changed to make a bit more creepy, but other then that, there'd no way she'd be able to just... just dream it up. I concentrated really hard on the dream. It was going to take a lot of power, but I will stop this nightmare at once. It took a bit of effort, but I soon got the stallion to disappear off of Applebloom. She looked around confusedly, wondering where the stallion was with panicked eyes. I walked up to her.

"Dear Applebloom. What has happened to make you have such a nightmare?" I asked her.

"W-were is he? Oh Faust he's gonna kill me... oh Faust oh Faust oh Faust!" She whimpered.

"Applebloom, he's not coming back. He's gone. This is a nightmare Applebloom." I told her.

"But it happened. He got me... an he's comin' back. He's gonna do it again. H-he's gonna get me!"

"No Applebloom, he's not. I promise."

"But it doesn't matter..." She whispered solemnly.

"What?"

"I'm carrying his baby. My first time... my first child... everything I lost... with him. Him..." She growled.

My eyes widened. He got the poor filly pregnant? She's probably just became a teenager... she wasn't ready for this. She shouldn't have to deal with this.

"A-and I can't get rid of it. I jus' cant. It's wrong to take away a life like that, even if I don't want it. I feel dirty just because I have it." She muttered.

I was speechless. There are no words I could possibly say to ever make this better. The stallion got to her... and I'm powerless to do anything about it. From looking through the thousands of reports of ponies going to jail because of something minor, I figured out that this is the same stallion that went to prison a week ago. He was charged for rape and attempted murder and was almost sentenced to life in prison. Almost. A scowl formed on my face. That stallion deserves execution!

I calmed down. Anger won't help this little filly. It will only make things worse...

"H-he called himself a monster..." She whispered.

"Monster?" I said in a confused tone.

"He said... that if he didn't do this... ponies would die. He said that he's saving lives."

"H-how... what?" I was getting dizzy.

"Ah looked in eyes and... he didn't want to do it. He looked sad. He said he was sorry."

I was so confused. The stallion said he was sorry... and that he didn't want to do it... and he was saving people? That could mean only one thing.

It wasn't weird and disgusting fetishes that drove him to do it. There's more ponies involved. Somepony must've threatened to kill him if he didn't or... hired him to do it. Persuaded him. Another pony was just as responsible as him. It looks like somepony will have a visit from me at the prison tomorrow.

"When he hurt me... he said... he was gonna turn himself in. He said he was awful. He degraded himself."

"And then... he beat me up. But ah felt nothing. Nothing at all. All there was... was emptiness. And it was cold." She whispered.

I looked into her eyes. They showed nothing. No sadness, no fear, no pain. Not one emotion was even suggested in those eyes. It was creepy. Really, really creepy. Especially to see that in a little filly... How empty they were. It was haunting.

"Applebloom..." I whispered and walked over to her.

Finally, there was an emotion shown in her eyes. I didn't want this to show. I wanted to get rid of it. It was fear.

"No... don't touch me!" She yelled and then, all of a sudden, the dream shifted, and I was in a jail cell.

"What in the?"

"Princess Luna? Hoo boy is it great to see you! Ah needed company in this empty dream. Just look at the place... it's baren. Got nothing in it. Jus' a room." said a familiar southern accented voice.

"Applejack?"

"Yep! The one and only! What brings ya here to my dream?" She asked.

"Well, I was pulled here suddenly, probably from a tear in the last dream." I said.

"Tear?" She asked.

"Well, sometimes dreams have errors. It's usually in a nightmare and it can cause dreams to really not make any sense. It could create things that don't belong such as a glowing pony with a happy face inside a creepy nightmare. Tears were made when Discord was evil and he went into ponies' dreams causing chaos. I never was able to fix them because they suck me into other ponies' dreams without warning before I can sense one. It's truly chaotic and unnerving." I explained.

"Makes sense." She said.

"Why do you seem so... happy?" I asked her.

"Happy? Princess Luna, ah am nowhere near happy. I am devastated." She said.

"Wha?" I asked confusedly.

"Yes, ah feel horrible. But... I can't just sit an' cry all day and night. Fer one, this is jail, an I ain't gonna sit here mopin' and hopin' nopony wants to try an' start a fight. Also, if I sit in one spot moping for an entire year, how will that help me? If I stay like that and get out of prison looking like crap in one year, that'd make Applebloom feel even worse. I figured that maybe if I try to keep up a smile or something, everything's gonna be alright. Even if this is one of the roughest things ah ever went through. Ah know it sounds stupid but.."

"It doesn't sound stupid. It is true that moping never solves anything. If anything, it'll fog your brain and you wont be able to think straight. But make sure you don't bottle your emotions and at least talk to somepony about it. That is why I lost all of my common sense when I became Nightmare moon. I let my negative emotions get the best of me and didn't tell Celestia..." I said.

"Well, at least everythin' turned out good in the end." She said and put a hoof around my shoulder.

I tensed and blushed. This was the first time any of my subjects ever hugged me. I wasn't used to anypony treating me like a regular pony besides my sister, and she only did that every now and then. I sat there awkwardly in her embrace, wondering what to say.

"You okay there Princess? You seem a bit tense." She asked.

"I... uh... yes. I just... um."

"Never had anypony hug you besides Princess Celestia?" She finished.

"Y-yes. How did you know?" I asked.

"Just a lucky guess." She said and shrugged her shoulders.

We sat there in silence, not knowing what to say next. But that was okay as it was more of a peaceful silence than an awkward one. After a long period of silence, Applejack finally spoke.

"This is nice. I really needed a break. I never got a chance to really just sit down and have no worries." She said.

"I too needed a break, as I've been busy trying to fit in with modern society. The only thing I've fixed so far is my speech. Mostly anyways." I told her.

"Well, I think I know how you can do that faster." She said.

"How so?" I asked, intrigued at the idea of fitting in faster.

"Just get a friend. How about you start now?" She asked.

"You... want to be my... friend?" I asked in an unsure voice.

"Of course I do!" She exclaimed with a smile.

"I accept!" I said with a big grin.

She then held out a hoof. I sat there confused for a moment. Am I supposed to give her something, She looked at me expectantly and then her face turned blank.

"You... don't know what a hoof-bump is?" She said with hesitation.

"Ehh..."

She smiled.

"Just bump your hoof with mines. That's all ya have to do." She instructed.

I blushed. That's all I had to do? Of course it is! She literally called It a hoof-bump. I mentally face-hoofed myself for my stupidity. I then looked back at her hoof and lifted mine. I bumped my hoof into hers, although a bit softer than a usual hoof-bump, and smiled.

"Applajack?"

"Yeah?"

"If you ever need to talk to me, just call my name in a dream. I'll hear it and come straight to you, okay?"

"Okay. It's good to know I can talk to somepony around here. Even if it is in a dream. I only made two friends in this place and it smells like plot." She complained with an irritated look on her face.

"You don't deserve to be in here Applejack."

"But the law is the law, Princess. Ah bet this happens lotsa times. You can be the nicest pony and break after so much pressure. And it gets you stuck here."

"I should get you out of here."

"No." I looked at Applejack, bewildered at what she just said.

"Ahm a coward princess. I don't want to go back and see mah sister in the hospital bed, flinching at anything that moves, and crying until she has no more tears left. The only helpful thing I could possibly do is sit there and tell I sis that it's gonna be okay although I don't even know if it really is or not. It doesn't matter where I am, I'm useless. There's nothing I could possibly do that would help her."

"Don't say that Applejack!"

"BUT IT'S TRUE! What am I gonna do. Sit in the hospital, not be able to hug her because of her paranoia and tell her stuff that I'm not even sure of? Tell me, Princess, what could I possibly do? Try to force her to talk although her mouth won't budge? Sit there and look at my sister that I can't do anything for and cry like I'm doing now, making her feel even worse? Tell me, WHAT COULD I POSSIBLY DO!?" She yelled.

I was speechless.

"Exactly. There's nothing I can do. Nothing."

It was then that Applejack had decided to wake up, forcing me out of her dream.

Doctor Pains

Applebloom's P.O.V

I woke up screaming. Again. Doctors rushed in the doors immediately and my sister woke up instantly. Again. The doctors asked the same questions. I always gave them the same answer: silence. They checked me the same way as always and I flinched the same way too. I didn't like them touching my body. It reminded me of... him. There were the same nurses, they were all mares. I'm terrified of stallions. As much as I hate it, I'm wary around my brother too. My own brother... who ran all the way across the town to get help. My own brother who has been with me since I was born. Who defended me and always convinced Granny Smith to go easy on me whenever I got in trouble trying to get my cutie mark. I'm scared of the one stallion I've been around all of my life. Because of one stallion that broke me.

I can't get him out of my head. Whenever I close my eyes, he's there ready to pin me down and rape me again. He's wearing a sadistic grin, laughing and I can't yell for help. Sometimes, though, he's crying. Other times he's touching me, feeling around my body, whispering those same perverted things he said when it was really happening. I felt disgusting when those images flashed in my head, when I heard those sounds. I can still feel the pain in my private parts from that night. He tore me apart. Inside and out. And every day I feel the pain and it reminds me of him. I want him out of my head, but he wont leave.

I haven't left this bed in weeks. This is where I eat, where I sleep, everything. I feel very stiff, but to my disappointment, I'm stuck in this same bed for a couple of months. Then I have to get check-ups regularly because of my foal. I'm stuck in here for a long time, and I hated it. I wish I could go outside. But I can't even trust myself not to freak out. As much as I want to breathe fresh air, the fear of it happening again still lingers.

Sweetie Belle has been helping me a lot through this. She stayed with me as long as possible every day, and never left me during the weekends. She could've left me to be alone in the hospital all of the time. She had a life too. But she took so much time out of her life just to stay with me so I wouldn't be alone. If It weren't for her, I could've died. She's done so much for me and she never stopped. I've grown attached to her over these few weeks and I can tell that she's grown attached to me. We were already good friends before, but I can't help but feel as if there's something more between us. We have a deeper connection now, and I feel it every time she walks in the door. It seems as if the room gets brighter whenever she's here. My heart sinks whenever she leaves. I don't know what I'm feeling, but I kind of like it.

Big Macintosh says that I'll get a therapist whenever I feel more comfortable around other ponies. That's good news, I guess. Another pony to help me out. Maybe I did need to open up some more. But every time I think of it, an image Blue Bolt flashes in my mind, smirking evilly. He just won't leave me alone! I sighed as I continued to stare into space, trying to think of anything but him.

There is no escaping me...

"S-shut up..." I whispered quietly at the voice that had been tormenting me for the past few weeks. It was his voice.

Stop denying it. Once you walk outside that door in front of you, I'll be right there, ready to use your useless body for my own pleasure...

"No... y-you're-"

In jail? Hahahahaha! You just keep thinking that, little filly.

The room got darker. I heard hoof-steps echoing from outside the door. I saw a shadow under it getting closer and closing. The room looked blurry and started to swirl around slowly. The echoes kept getting louder and louder, almost deafeningly loud and I could barely see what was happening. Terror welled up in my chest, threatening to tear it apart and my breathing became fast paced. The darkened surrounded me... I couldn't breathe. The hoof-steps got impossibly louder and faster. It wouldn't stop! I screamed as loud as I could hoping that somepony could just help me.

HELP ME!

Doctor Stable was on his way down the hallway towards the patient that had been brought in a few weeks ago. He was back from his vacation and already had to work somepony else's shift as soon as he was back. Doctor Heart Rate couldn't make it in because of an emergency, and he would have to take care of her patients. He personally didn't like working with foals; they always ruined his equipment and cried too much. His eye had twitched when he saw the name of one of the fillies that visited the hospital the most: Applebloom.

Don't get him wrong, he didn't hate the little filly; she was actually pretty funny, and her enthusiasm brought a smile to his lips. But the things that she been in there for... he shook his head. He wondered what was wrong this time as he looked at the paper held against a clipboard levitating in front of him. He nearly dropped it when he saw what was written on the sheet. The poor filly had been raped and beaten nearly to death. He wondered who was cruel enough to do such a thing to a poor little filly. He stopped as he felt his horn build up some magic and a few red sparks poured from it. He was now almost running to the filly's room. Red sparks meant that a nearby patient's heart monitor was dangerously fast or slow. The sparks would then lead towards the patient in need. He noticed that is magic lead to Applebloom's room.

He rushed into the room, nearly slamming the door open in his panic. He looked at the filly who was covered in enough bandages to almost look like a mummy and tears ran down her face. Her eyes showed fear and... that's it. Other than the fear that were in those wide eyes, they seemed empty. He shook his head and approached her until she screamed and quickly squirmed away from him on the hospital bed. Every movement he made had her flinching and crying harder. He tilted his head. Why was she scared of him?

"What's wrong Applebloom?" He asked her gently, trying not to scare her even more.

"P-please go away..." She whispered, her voice shaking.

He was speechless. What in Equestria...?

"Oh..." I whispered.

She was scared of him because of that stallion. The one that had been in those newspapers. She's the little filly Blue Bolt raped. He should have known as soon as he read the paper.

"Doctor Stable" Nurse redheart burst into the room. "I- oh..." she stopped in her tracks and looked at the stallion that was nearly crying. "Sir, she's terrified in stallions."

"Terrified of me..." He whispered. He hated being feared.

"Of stallions, not just you." Redheart said as she put a hoof around him.

"I can't go near her... I... I can't help her... I'm useless..."

"No, you're not! You couldn't help what happened with you sister and you can't help what's happening with this filly now." She said.

"The whole reason I became a doctor... was to prevent this from happening again..." He said as he began to hyperventilate.

"Go ahead and take a break... or the day off. Just... how about you try and keep your mind off of this for a while, okay?" She soothed.

"Okay." He said emptily as he slowly walked away. When he heard the door close, he glared at the ground below him. "I will find a way to help that filly. I won't be useless like last time." He looked back at the closed door. "Not now... never again."

Author's Notes:

What? You thought this story died? NOPE! It's still in the game!

As usual, constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. And I'm sorry it took so long for me to update on this.

By the way, the thing that happened with Doctor Stable will be explained in a separate story.