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// First Flight 
// Story: Outcast 
// by FangFang Whooves 
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Fang looked towards the light of the horizon and sighed. This was it. The beautiful alicorn put her foot to the window and launched. She had never been permitted to fly. 'Twas not the proper manner of a royal. She was to stay put and rule. Not fly and have adventures. Because of this, she was a bit of a klutz when it came to the essence of flight.

Down below, the townspeople saw a huge and elegant shadow flying overhead. They saw a horn and a pair of wings and you could distinctly see the dark-matter shoes she wore. "The prisoner is escaping!" One pony pointed this out to one of the guards and he took flight with a troupe of others quickly flying after him. "Hurry stallions!" The captain of the guards cried out. A unicorn guard who was standing below used his magic to throw a net over Fang and she fell to the ground like a sack of potatoes. "You still haven't changed into your natural form changeling?" The captain sneered at her, disgusted. He nodded to the others and the unicorn sliced her torso with a dagger that had previously hung from his armour. "How could you kill our QUEEN!" The captain screamed. Fang felt her cheeks prickle and allowed a blush. She had never been called a Queen. Never been compared to the majestic beauty she had seen in her chambers. "The trial starts now. Goodluck avoiding prison." The unicorn guard told her. As he walked off, he snickered with one of his fellows. "And goodluck avoiding the execution that the judge sentences you instead." Fang's jaw dropped as low as physically possible. They weren't going to throw her in prison... They were going to kill her and eat her. She allowed a laugh. Once they realised she WAS the real Princess, they would be sorry. She turned her head behind her and glimpsed at her cut. It ran from the start of her neck down to her rump where it just ran over her cutiemark: A fang of a dragon with a gold top on a rope. It was bleeding horribly and the Princess cried in pain. She tried to get up but fell back down. Ponies that came across her wouldn't help and would occasionally kick and spit on her. They thought she was a changeling too. The whole kingdom despised her. Everything started to get a bit fuzzy and as Fang got lathered in dust and blood, she blacked out...