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!