Narrowleaf didn't realize he had a large gash in his side until Bolt flew after Discord. He staggered and wheezed, attempting to stay on his hooves.
"N...Nar..row.... In my cupboard, there's a first aid kit.. Bandage... yourself up..." said Brisk faintly
Bolt went for his move. The one that left him powerless for about a half hour afterwards. He flew circles around Discord. The flames began to take form into a tornado, from inside the vortex, Bolt yelled "She's mine! You can't have her! I love her too much to let you take her from me! Screw your spells and your apologies, I'LL KILL YOU ALL TO PROTECT HER!!!" He'd even take his life to save her's if the need arose. But he assumed that Narrowleaf and Brisk didn't hear him...But maybe Brisk did. He calmed down as the tornado stopped, he landed to gaze upon the lifeless body of Discord. "Hope you burned you bastard." He said weakly.
"No. Friends c-come first. I..." He paused "N-Nevermind. I'm going to get the bandages..." Narrowleaf limped off to find the cupboard. "Damnit. Celestia left us. Can't trust the Royals anymore..." He thought to himself as he bucked a hole in the cupboard door .
Brisk fainted, and had a conversation with Flitter. Why the hoof didn't you let me take over? I... I couldn't. I started to. Buck, Brisk, we might die from this! We can make it. You'd better be right.
Bolt wrapped the gash around Narrowleaf's side in bandage. He put Narrowleaf on his back, then picked up Brisk. He put Brisk into her bed, covering her. He laid Narrowleaf on a chair in the main room. He felt like collapsing himself, but he fought through it. He put his hoof on Brisk's forehead. "Burning up..." he said and ran into the main room. He got a cloth, ran cool water over it and placed it on Brisk's head. He then ran into the main room again and literally put all of his weight on Narrowleaf's gash to stop the bleeding. He sat by the bed through the night, and was relieved when Brisk stirred, a little bit, in her sleep. Narrow was moaning in pain. They were both alive and in bad condition, and he wasn't great himself.
Brisk's eyes sprang open. She looked up. "No!" she said loudly. Then she frowned. "I'm not in danger right now. Stop." She paused as if listening. "What? Oh." She said, noticing Bolt. As he watched, the wounds closed up slowly. "You really aren't looking good." she said skeptically. "Here." she said, and inspected the injuries. She winced at one as she put a cloth on it.
"Heh. Thanks B-Bolt. You really..... saved us. I-I..." Narrowleaf paused. "B-Bolt... How... is... B-B-Brisk? Does she... IS she... Okay?"
"Hey! You're awake!" she said happily. She pressed the antiseptic to another wound, and winced once more.
"She's fine. But I'm about to check ou-" Bolt collapsed from exhaustion and injury. He heard the voice of Celestia: You killed again. All you know is how to kill. I'm ashamed of you.
"Brisk... The... Changeling... She wanted... You. W-why?" Narrowleaf leaned as far forward as his wound would allow. "She said... Discord..." He sat back down slowly.
Brisk was silent as she tended the wounds. She turned. "I am incredibly powerful." she said simply. "I'm two ponies in one."
Bolt's eyes fluttered open at the name Discord. He staggered up, panting "Where is he...I told him he couldn't have Brisk." His eyes widened. Now Brisk knew..."Hahaha, hi!" He said to Brisk, caught in awkwardness.
"Hi." said Brisk, closely inspecting a wound, pretending not to hear. "You saw that second pony. Flitter, I call her. She's... different. My protector, I guess you might say. Well, you've met her."
Bolt's eyes widened. "Flitter has problems with me...but I'm trying to do the same thing as her. By the way, Brisk...I meant what I said. Nobody is going to harm a hair on your mane, especially not if Flitter shares that mane with you, huh?" Bolt said, smiling.
"N-no...what happened? Luna was my best friend before the accident..." I'm gonna come outside with you, you know, give Brisk some time alone..." Bolt said. "Catch me up."
