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// Starting Line 
// Story: Blue Bird 
// by Horizon Sky 
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Blue Jay stood on the streets of Canterlot with the crowd of fillies. All of them waited for the same thing to happen. Blue Jay dressed in his flyers suit, one that resembled of a Wonderbolt cadet with even its own stitched lighting bolt looked around the crowd to see if he could find the one that promised to be there. 

He looked and saw other fillies with their families. Parents adjusted the gear of their child as siblings cheered for them to win. And yet in this crowd the only one alone was Blue Jay. But that didn’t not stop him on his search. 

He knew that his greats friend, somepony he would call his brother would be here soon. A brother that would adjust his gear and gave him encouragement to win the race. So, he looked and found that his brother was nowhere to be seen. 

Maybe he is running late thought Blue Jay. Since his brother is a Wonderbolt he would need to be on post till some other Wonderbolt swapped with him. But his brother should have been prepared for this. His brother wrote to him before and said that he would need to go on a mission somewhere far for the Wonderbolt’s, but that he would be on back for the race. He wrote that he would watch Blue Jay at the starting line and at the finish line. So Blue Jay knew his brother would be there, he knew his brother would not lie to him. But he was still alone.



A Wonderbolt in full uniform with a rainbow mane trotted up to the crowd. With a loud and rasped voice she yelled out “Racers! Prepare to fly!”

Families next to their racing kin rushed to give their last goodbyes and goodlucks as they left them to go join the rest of the ponies that watched from the street. 

Blue Jay panicked from the prep call, which caused his search to become more frantic. But his vision was blurred as he lowed his aviator goggles down on his eyes.

“Get Ready!” yelled the Wonderbolt. Each filly assumed a starting position that differed from the rest. The only one that stood out of place was Blue Jay with his neck stretched high as he looked around at the spectators. 

The sound of fast paced flying could be heard behind the group of fillies. Some looked back to see the flock of pegasus who all wore the Wonderbolt colors fly over them. 

The rainbow maned Wonderbolt watched the flock fly over head and waited till they cleared a street block “Set!” she yelled out. Which grabbed the attention of the fillies that watched the flock passed by. Blue Jay still searched for the one that promised. The Wonderbolt breathed in a large breath and with out a hesitation yelled at the top of her lungs for all to her “GO!”

Blue Jay’s perception slowed to a crawl as he watched the new flock of filly racers launch into the air. They gained altitude equal to that of the flock that past just before. Each and everyone of them pushed their small wings to carry them in front of the flock. Although they did not posses the power of the previous flock, each racer gave it their all. 

Blue Jay stood on the street alone now and just stood into the empty air that the flock just occupied a moment ago. His vision started to blur as his consciences slipped out of existence. He did not know what to think or how to think. He started to Invision the one that that promised to be there, who still wore the Wonderbolt uniform The one that he had not seen for a year now. The one he called brother. 

Blue Jay was shooked from his vision back into reality with the rainbow maned Wonderbolt in pace of his brothers. Her googles were lifter up onto her mane and her magenta eyes stared intently into Blue Jay’s. She spoke to him in a calm voice that sounded nothing like what she did before. “Fly kid. Fly for him. Fly for Soarin.” 

It was enough for Blue Jay to flap his wings and gain air. His speed from take off rivaled the first flock that passed long before. And his place as he flew into the race was a blue blur.