//------------------------------// // Que // Story: "I will make you proud..." // by chewyrainbow //------------------------------// On Que when the beginning of the music started, we shot off. First, Misty and her group had moved into a circle around my routine. The crowd below looked on in awe as we moved elegantly through the air. This came naturally. I twisted upwards in a spiraling motion. I was almost immune to getting dizzy from all my training. Spitfire had set into a barrel roll downwards, whereas Soarin' went upwards with his own. I, instead, flipped backwards and continued the same direction. The sky had been cleared specifically for this event, not a cloud was in sight. The moon was bright enough to light up the area without the need of any other lights. We sped up, all three of us together in a line. The colors of our tails behind us whipped in visible tints against the sky. I kept going forwards when fireworks shot off in colorful sparks. I smiled and closed my eyes momentarily. Soarin' to my right had spiraled down and turned back. The propelling motion of his wings shot him back up. He switched sides with Spitfire. As soon as I recognized a piece in the song, I knew it was time for the next part. The three of us stopped beating our wings and slowed down. We stopped in mid-air. There was an awkward dead silence, but...it seemed normal enough. I was grinning pridefully. After the few seconds had went by, we fell backwards. Flying upside down. I started to flap my wings again to regain motion. Spitfire, Soarin', and I did a back flip, using each others' wings for thrust, we sped back forwards, twisting around each other in a specific direction. Almost like the movement for braiding. Our acceleration increased rapidly, I could feel the goggles tighten to my face as the air pressed against them. My mane rushed backwards into magenta strings. The air rustled around my ears in a comforting sound. I knew that this was my destiny. But..I also knew that something felt wrong. Higher and higher I climbed. I knew in order to do the free fall correctly, I needed to go up the full distance and not cut it short. I had done this many times, as well as getting distracted. The yellow flight captain turned her eyes to me in a quick shift. I figured it was a signal, at perfect timing I realized how far we were up, the exact place to drop down. Quickly I turned to Soarin', nodding to him. In unison, we flipped up, and turned backwards. Twisting sideways, the three of us faced forwards. My eyes narrowed with determination. I felt the presence of the two pegasi next to me...but my mind was purely focused on what I was doing. The force of the wind brushed against my face, I could feel the rush of adrenaline. My wings were tucked tightly next to my sides. The ground came closer. I felt the excitement course through my veins. I glanced to my side to hear some ponies cheering louder than the others. I notice two mares, a unicorn and earth pony. Sweetie Belle and Applebloom! I felt a rush of joy fill me. I almost wanted to completely avert the free-fall and fly to them. My eyes were distracted to a flash of white and orange that zapped in front of me. Looking in that direction, I saw an almost transparent pony. Next to her, flew a rainbow-maned pegasus. ... Things started to connect. I was confused, still staring at the two figures. My mind spiraled into a vortex of questions. I looked at the cyan pony. And the look on her face, it was a scream. Not a smile. I didn't even notice at first when I came in contact with the ground. I Heard a audible 'crack'. Followed by a loud ringing in my ears that gave me a head ache...I think it was a head ache. I felt a warm liquid drizzle out of my nose, and I couldn't move my legs. Well, I couldn't move anything for that matter. I couldn't think anymore, everything was blurry. My eye-lids felt heavy, I heard muffled gasps, screams, and the two voices of Applebloom and Sweetie Belle. Spitfire wasn't anywhere in my view. A few seconds later, I saw a light blue stallion run up at me, his green eyes were wide as he yelled. "Scootaloo!" It was Soarin' It was becoming hard for me to breathe. The stallion knelt down and closed his eyes. He was quivering and his eyes were watering. Slowly he lowered closer. Soarin's muzzle brushed mine, and our lips came in contact. My eyes almost flashed open, but instead, they closed as well. A small tear dripped down his face and onto my cheek. Soarin's warm breath brushed against my face. It was most unexpected, but I soon found myself kissing back. After seconds that melted away as quick as ice in a fire, he leaned back and stared at me with longing eyes. He mouthed something, but I couldn't understand. I felt as if somepony had wrapped their hooves around my sides, but I couldn't see anypony around me. The last words I heard were in a familiar voice. A light whisper, not even that, almost like it was in my head. "Don't worry Squirt, I've got you." *** A white pegasus mare flicked her ear when she felt the presence of another. The clouds were dark and gray instead of fluffy white. It was cold. "Yes?" she said, not turning from the picture she was staring at. The other pegasus's rose eyes were lit dimly with tears. "What are we going to do, Lightning?" "Nothing, just wait." "Wait? But that's stupid! We have to do something!" "No we don't, you and I both know why." Lightning said calmly, as she pushed the picture away. The other pony snorted, "Let me go down to the hospital, please!" "You can't, trust me-" she was interrupted. "She is counting on me Lightning! I can't abandon her!" The rose-eyed pony raised her voice and flew out of the small cloud room. The white pegasus sighed and let out a small smile, "Dash...oh Dash..."