The big stallion looked out at the setting son as it hit the horizon. He shed a tear, it had only been five days since Granny Smith passed. He had Applebloom under the care of his close friend Flutterhy, and now he hears that Ms.Cheerilee has lost her mind. He had no one, all he had was the Apple businesss. He tossed his freshly harvested apples into the basket. And walked over to the porch, Granny Smith`s burial was tomorrow. Maybe after that he could sell Sweet Apple Acres to some lucky buyer.



NO! He couldn`t give up his family`s memories, they dedicated they`re life to this beautiful farm. And he`s just gonna let it go to some rich jerk?! He will do no such thing. Not now, not ever!



He stood on his hooves and went back out to the acres, he had some work to finish after all. He had tossed his last harvest into the basket when he heard a noise of glass breaking. Someone was breaking into his home!




He ran inside just as he saw a masked figure dressed in black. He was writing something in blood on the window. Big Macintosh didn`t hesistate, he grabbed him by his back and tossed him on the ground. "WHO THE HAY ARE YA, AND WADDYA WANT WITH MY FAMILY?!" Big Macintosh asked loudly.






The villian said "I`m here to spread the word." then he kicked Big mac straight in the face. Before he could react, the tresspaser pulled out his knife and slashed his face a few times. "And now I am going to take away all your pain Big mac!!!" the stallion winced as three bullets were put into his stomach. The villian ran as fast as he could, leaving the red stallion to bleed to death. His last thoughts consisted of his dead Grandmother, his two sisters. And the fate of his family business. What could he do now? He thought as he closed his eyes for the last time.









To be contnued...