Summary: In the Galloping Gorge is a battle scarred Pegasus who is weeping over the broken foal that she held in her hooves. In a desperate act she made a deal with death itself, in hopes of having her foal a better life than this. However they will both learn that life is not always full of rainbows and perfect.

A/N: This was inspired by Lost Family by OracleSight and a few themes from Fallout Equestria, however note that I'm not crossing over with Fallout Equestria but rather something different. Lastly criticism and suggestions are always welcome

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.

"Hey" Normal Talking

hey Normal Thoughts

"Hey" Beings of immense power such as Gods, Bijuu's, Summons, Mythical creatures

Hey Gods, Bijuu's, Summons, Mythical creatures Thoughts

*Hey* Flashback

Gokakyu no Jutsu Jutsu or Spell name being called.

Konichiwa [Hello] = Translation

Prologue: Spirited Away

BOOM

The storm clouds gave off flashes of purple and white lighting, its thunder shaking the very ground below. The sound of rushing winds filled the air. Bellow the raging sky is a long gorge, it is known as the Galloping Gorge and it has a dangerous reputation due to its unstable cliffs, windy caves, and large monstrous eels that nest in the rocky walls.

The bottom of the gorge was filled with jagged stones and brambles that bare sharp thorns. The most noticeable feature is that sitting against the rocky wall is a bloodied Pegasus mare. Her right wing was twisted at an abnormal angle and four long bloody gashes ran along the right side of her barrel. Her face had a look of weariness to it, as if it had seen too many deaths and too much violence, but was powerless to stop it. The once vivid prismatic mane and tail was now dull along with streaks of grey running through it. She was not old enough to be showing grey, for she was a mare who had seen battle and lived to tell the tale time and time again. It was the appearance of a mare who had seen a land fall to war and violence. It was a mare who had loved and lost and so much more. Just as she is about to lose another thing she loved right now.

In her hooves was a broken form of a foal, tiny wheezes could be heard as it tried to breath properly but was to weak. His glazed eyes stared into empty space. The tiny, fragile wings hanged uselessly. The only movement that the foal shows are the shaking hooves of the mare who cried silently.

Fucking damn it! Screw celestia and luna, fucking screw everything!

The sky rumbled and the clouds twisted into a black color, as if it was in sync with the mare troubled emotions.

No, I cannot give in yet. There must be somepony nearby.

With grunt the mare managed to get up on her hooves with her right foreleg holding the foal close to her chest. She started to limp alongside the rocky wall, exhaustion threatens to overtake her mind but she forced herself to move on. In what felt like hours was a few minutes is when she found a opening in the cliff side, the entrance held a air of something old. For some reason it drew the mare towards it for she was desperate for anything to help her foal.

As she entered the opening it open up to a large cavern, she notice that the area was bathed in a dark blue light and a small gasp escaped her as she saw the ceiling of the cave filled with glowworms.

What the, I never heard of this place before?

She limped cross the rocky ground and began to see signs of ruins. One in particular is a strange gate in front of her that had two stone pillars with a ring on the top. She could barely make out the faint vermilion paint that had been faded from time. Through the gate were stone steps that lead up a mound of dirt. With a bit of struggle the war scarred mare manage to get up the steps, at the top she saw a strip of broken stone tiles leading to a strange building. It's roof curve upwards at the eaves and there were strange symbols on the poles.

"It's been a long, long time since anyone enters onto my shrine."

A hollow and whisper like voice echoed throughout the cavern, causing the mare to jolt in surprise and look around to find the source of the voice.

"Who's there! Show yourself!"

The mare demanded aggressively, her tail was flicking side to side and her hackles were raised. She hold her foal tighter to her as she prepares to protect themselves.

"Ah but I'm already here. I'm all around you and out there. I am a being you know well of."

The hollow voice rang again that made the hairs on the mare back to rise. Her pupils dilated in slight fear but she remained strong.

"Stop talking in riddles and show yourself!"

The air within the cavern dropped a few degrees and the mare felt a presence emitting from the building.

"Why should I reveal myself to you if you keep denying me? I know you well Rainbow Dash the Flying Raijuu or most famously the Bearer of Harmony. A mare who could rain lightning down on enemy positions? Mire their convoys with torrential downpours? Drive them back with hurricanes and hail with a single hoof? Yet here you stand in my domain thinking you can save your foals life. Thinking that you can deny death when you already know there is no escaping it?"

Tears threaten to flow down Raimbow Dash face as she attempt to keep her mask of bravado on. She tighten her hold on her foal before she yelled out towards the building.

"Because he still has a life to live! He was not supposed to be dragged into this war! He was... He was..."

Rainbow failed to end her sentence as she started to cry. She sat down with a thump and cradled her foal close to her chest.

"He was suppose to grow up, have friends. have love, and have a family."

Unbeknownst to Rainbow the building doors open, a tall and slender like creature walked out onto the stone tiles. It was like a earth pony but it had no fur and it's limbs were long and skinny. It's purple skin seem to ripple under the light if the glow worms. Two white horns poked through its white mane and it's yellows eyes shone with a errie light. It was clothed in big white robes.

"You should know fairly well that life is not perfect, but I do admit fate is never set in stone. But I must ask what makes you different? Why should I think of you differently then all the others parents with dying children during the war. Why should I show you pity when I heard that reasoning from every dying soul?"

Rainbow Dash scrunch her face in anger as she glared at the strange being.

"I don't want fucking pity! I had shed tears, sweat, and blood for this country! I helped end a twisted goddesses and banished the god of chaos. I fought in the Changeling and Sombra invasion and lived to tell a tale! When the war started and began to drag on my friends either became MIA, insane, or dead. My husband died in vain during the siege of Cloudsdayle. Now my son is going to die and I can't do anything! During all of this what fruits came out from my labors, have all my fucking efforts been a waste of time?!"

With her vented up anger depleted she started to cry again, she lowered her head down so her mane would hide her tears. The being looked upon the mare with no emotion. With grace like movements he suddenly loomed over the mare who gave no acknowledgment to his advance.

"While it's true you have suffered more than many, I think I can give a small gift. After all you are the first to enter my shrine in eons."

Rainbow Dash looked up towards the strange being in uncertainty and tiredness, that she was willing to do anything for her foal.

"Who are you?"

The being looked down with the faintest hint of sadness in its face.

"I am a being before the birth of this plans, I am a warden of many realms, to many I am known as the Shimigami while to others I am known as death. I am the being that leads souls to the After. A being of death and life. Those on the brink of death can only hope to find my shrine and witness my form. While I may not revive those from the grave, I can send their spirits to another place so that they may live a life they deserve."

Rainbow Dash was conflicted to say the least, here she sat before the being if death. She did not like the fact that she was dealing with death but she wanted to do anything for her foal.

"Well I ever... See him again?"

The god of death gave a thoughtful look as he drew his attention towards the foal.

"Maybe, maybe not. I had said fate is never set in stone. With enough time and effort you might find him again. Are you sure this is what you want?"

The mare look down upon her foal, her heart was full of desire for her foal to be happy.

"Yes..."

The being slowly scoop up the foal in its arms, the mare showed no resistance as she silently cried again. Exhaustion was finally taking its toll as her vision blurred and passed out, her last sight was her broken foal being tucked away within the sleeves of the white robe. The sound of the being soft voice whispering throughout her head one last time.

"He will become strong, that I am certain of."

Consciousness slowly returned to the mare, her eyelids flutter open and a groan escaped her lips. With a wine she open to eyes to find her self sitting against the rocky walls of the Galloping Gorge. Panic sets in as she notice that her foal was no where in sight. Shooting with adrenaline she jumped from her spot and she scanned the walls for the opening, but she found that there was no hint that there was an opening to begin with. Devastation and realization finally hit her, causing her to collapse on the ground from the sheer agony of her sorrows. The gorge was soon filled with wails of sadness, sadness for the loss of everything that the mare held dear.