Art of Murder Rose by shewolf28. <3
I levitated a small basket of different types of plants. Leaves, berries, fruit, bark and other little bits of food that I had discovered was edible.
I soon found my small, homey hole in the hill and opened the little door I fashioned from some bark. I had to make do, because I knew the King and Queen were hunting me down.
I placed the basket upon the floor and looked around. My ‘house’ wasn’t what I’d hoped for, but it was all right. Circular, low-ceilinged and dirt. I had a pile of big green leaves for a bed and slept beneath my cloak and nothing else.
I placed some berries on the dirt and lit up my horn, zapping them with a ray of light that fried them. I smiled and brought them to my lips, biting into them.
I lay down on my bed and sighed. I was content for once, not worried that I’d be discovered. I was in the depths of a dangerous forest where no soldier would dare come looking for me.
But I kind of missed my apprentice, Midnight Swooper. We had been separated a few weeks ago when we were getting pursued, and I did not know of her whereabouts. I wasn’t able to send her any kind of message. I could of course send a mind-message, but she couldn’t return it without a horn. She was just a Pegasus.
I began eating the rest of my treats, savouring the flavour. It was so very hard to get food in this place, with evil creatures and such everywhere. I did have powerful magic, but it didn’t work against many things.
I took off my cloak, pulled it over me, and began to fall asleep.
* * *
I suddenly heard a huge bang and my eyes flew open. I was like a cat; always just on the brink of actual sleep.
I leapt to my hooves and looked around. Nothing was out of place. My door was intact, my roof was still over me and there were no voice outside.
Then there was another bang. Thunder.
I sighed with relief and got back down. Just a storm.
But as I began to fall back to sleep, it got worse. The bangs were huge, the lightning was continuous and the rain didn’t die.
I grunted with frustration and went to the door, climbing out. I looked up and my mane swirled around me, and I shivered. It was freezing! When I was walking home it was warm, and it was evening!
The starry night sky was not even visible, but covered by the blackest of clouds. Rain poured down onto my back, almost completely freezing me. What was going on?
I heard a large crack and gasped at something fell down near me. I jumped out the way and fell down onto the ground with a big thump as the enormous tree collapsed. It easily crushed my little hole, completely destroying it.
“NO!” I yelled in frustration and anger, struggling to my hooves. I winced and felt a sharp pain in my back leg. I must’ve hurt it on the fall.
I shuddered again as the rain pelted me, icy and painful. And now I had no shelter. And my cloak was probably down there…
I went up to the big tree and tried to get down into it. There was a huge amount of dirt all around it. I stepped onto the mound and slipped, almost falling in. But everything was buried. I couldn’t get it out.
I tried a spell to coax it to me. I forced my magic up, and imagined my cloak down there. I pulled and struggled, backing up. All of a sudden I opened my eyes as a green woollen thing came flying at my face. The carved ruby rose clip hit me on the forehead.
“Ooh…” I groaned. Tonight was not at all fine. I clipped on my cloak and felt a bit warmer, but it was getting soaked by the rain. I checked the pocket on the inside and saw that my dagger was OK.
I needed to get moving.
I began to gallop. I charged through the trees of the thick forest as the freezing cold liquid shot at my back like tiny bullets. My leg hurt terribly, and I cried out from all the pain that was slicing through me.
What was this freak storm? Why was it trying to kill me? It was definitely the work of somepony, but I didn’t know who. And no unicorn at any level of power could create weather this awful.
Suddenly my front hoof hit something and I yelled out as I toppled over. I screamed as I hit the ground and scrunched into a hurting ball.
Surely tonight could not get worse. I began to sob, getting drowned from all the rain. It drenched me from head to hoof, and my leg throbbed. My forehead hurt too.
“What are you trying to do to me?” I screamed out into the darkness. “Who are you? Somepony get me out of here!” I choked and sobbed again. I looked at the sky and saw the storm was swirling worse than ever, lighting shattering the blackness for spilt seconds. The thunder crashed loudly around me.
“Help! Help me! Swooper, where are you…!” I wailed. I tried to stand, but slipped. Pain cut through me again, and my body was starting to freeze.
Suddenly the rain got colder. The wind sped up, and I glanced around. The rain was turning into snow.
“No! Please! Make it stop! I can’t move!” I sobbed. I needed to find shelter from the snow, but I hurt to much to even stand. I was just huddled in a bent heap under a tree, like a lost dog.
I tried to send a message to Swooper one more time. If she could just find my whereabouts she could help…
I forced my mind to think of the grey Pegasus. I strained and began to emit frozen sweat as I pushed the message out…
Swooper, help me… I’m in a forest… I can’t get anywhere and there’s a storm… I managed. I gasped and my head fell down onto a tree root, and my eyes shut.
* * *
“Rose, come on! Get up!” I heard a distant voice. “Hurry! Get up!” I felt my shoulder shaking and slowly opened my eyes.
Before my face were a pair of huge golden eyes, and grey-blue locks of hair hung down. “Swooper?” I groaned. I noticed I was nearly buried in snow.
“Yes! It’s me! Come on, Rose! You need to get up!” she cried, looking behind her. I groaned and heaved myself up, getting out of the freezing snow.
“Oh, Swooper!” I cried. “I’m so happy!”
“We need to get out of here! I don’t know what’s happening, but I heard horrible screeches and something’s making this blizzard.” She said, helping me move. She flapped her wings and flew upwards, and began to zoom away.
“Wait! No! I can’t…” I moaned. I gasped as I remembered a flying spell. I weakly lit my horn up and little tiny sparks of light and swirls came out, weaving down beneath my hooves. It lifted me off the ground, and I flew after Midnight Swooper.
I caught up to her. “What is happening?” I asked.
“I don’t know! I just heard screeching and saw this huge storm brewing above the forest… then I got your message!” she replied, dodging a tree.
“Screeching? So, somepony’s doing it?” I asked.
“I guess! But not a pony. It can’t be!”
“But it’s not an accident. Something’s trying to kill us and everypony else here, and it’s dangerous.”