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// And Then I Was Saved 
// Story: And Then Fury Took Over 
// by Slender Dash 
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When I awoke, though not much later, Rarity was hardly able to stay on her feet. Blood trickled out of some scratches all over her body. Fluttershy was flying around, distracting the Fury, who looked somewhat bored now. He lifted his hand and flicked her out of the air, sending her crashing onto her side on the ground. AppleJack was awake, but she had broken a leg in the fall.

I knew I had to face him alone. I was so weak though, I didn’t know if I could handle it. I needed to though. For my friends. For Equestria. I planted my feet, digging them in the hard soil. I charged my horn as the dragon started squinting at me, hatred burning like wildfire in his eyes. He smiled, then stepped forward to overcome me.

I let the white beam of magic burst forth from my horn, catching him on the shoulder. He roared with pain, obviously this being the first time he was hurt in his life. He turned and charged at me. I teleported behind him and gave another full blast right into his spine. He doubled over for a moment, then straightened up quickly.

A burning desire to save my friends kept me going for awhile. But soon, my renewed burst of energy was running out, along with my hope. It was only a matter of time before he would end my life with the flick of a tail. I sent a beam toward his eye. He roared furiously, then stopped to move a hand up to it. He seemed to tire greatly, after shooting him in his red eyes, surrounded by green, with purple waves trailing off. 

Wait, red eyes? Green surrounding it? Purple waves? That’s how he was staying alive! I had thought that even that many impacts of my magic should have killed him, despite the size. I had to take out his eyes! He could try to use magic, but the change in his eyes was the only way to release the pressure of the magic inside. If I hit those...it plugs up the whole!
I leaped to the side as a ferocious claw sliced the air where I had just been standing. Stick to the plan, but don’t think about it so much that you forget where you are! C’mon, Twilight, get it together!

I saw Rarity trying to make her way over AppleJack.  Fluttershy had landed near her, and it was obvious she was in shock. Pinkie Pie had started hobbling back to Canterlot for help, keeping her shattered leg off the ground.

Then I noticed Rainbow Dash, struggling feebly for air and consciousness. She let out a gasp and a sharp cry of pain, and lay heaving, awake on the ground. She was sweating, make her pain worse by putting salt into her burns. Her small pupils flicked around, and I met eyes with her. But this was not Rainbow Dash.

I was staring into the eyes of a wild, injured animal, one that was confused completely on where it was, and knew they needed to get out of there. Anybody that approached them was an enemy. I thought she didn’t recognize me at first. Then her eyes softened a little and gave what I thought was an attempt of a smile. Then she fell over and kept panting.

“I’m sorry, Rainbow,” I whispered, “I am so sorry.” I felt horrible for all my friends, of course, but it was obvious she was much worse off. The fact that she had woken up was a miracle, but then again, she was a tough pony.

I ran towards the angry giant, passing right between his legs. He started twisting around, trying to get his raging claws on me. I teleported up onto his head during the confusion. Then I mustered up the rest of  my strength - and shot my magic straight into his eye. 

The tremors and the roar was so powerful, it flung me like a ragdoll from my perch on his head. I crashed into the ground, my head spinning. I was in so much pain, my vision flashed red and yellow, and the world spun around me. I tried to breath but found it impossible. I hadn’t gotten the wind knocked out of me- no, I had gotten my ribs smashed further into my body. 
I struggle for breath, let alone stand. I could just faintly hear the defeated roars of the dying Fury. But he wasn’t all done yet. With his last breath, he sent forth his avenging claws toward me. There was nothing I could do but watch his horrible hand stretch towards me. I was helpless. I was going to die.

And then the slow-motion started. The claws were ten feet away. They would reach me in a span of seconds. Then I saw a flash, a blue, winged pony crisscrossed with burning scars come into my vision. She turned to face the razor-sharp claws, and let them reach her instead of me. I could not see the damage. Then she crashed into the bushes, right as I slipped into slumber.