After Dashie got back home, she decided it was time, it was time to start the search for the blue Pegasus, with a green mane. The cutie mark of this guy was fresh in her mind, a burning wing.
Now all there was to do was find this stallion, and get revenge. It was obvious where to start the search, the prison.
“I’ll fly over there, find out where his cell is and then find the best way to get back at him” Dash said, not thinking out how she will get revenge.
As Dash arrived at the prison she started to look around, not seeing the specific Pegasus she was after, but different blue Pegasus. This one had a red and black mane and a scar for a cutie mark, or so it seemed.
“He’s blue and I got to have practice before the real deal” Dash said emotionless.
As she hovered into the prison cell, she caught a glimpse at the mirror, only seeing a floating knife and 3 strands of hair, Orange, Green and Red.
As Dash got closer and closer to the sleeping stallion, she noticed his cutie mark was cut out, leaving only a scar where it use to be.
“This will fit in with it than” Dash said with a bit of laughter in her voice.
As Dash held the knife in her mouth, she looked at the sleeping pony, figuring out where to cut first? There was no time to think, Dash held her head up and than head butted the pony in front of her. As her head got closer to the body lying on the bed, she closed her eyes and felt the knife slowly go into his body. Like a knife going through butter.
When dash opened her eyes and looked, she saw a blue and red pony, screaming in pain, blood dripping from his stomach turning into a pool of blood underneath him. Dash head butted the Pegasus again. This time with allot more resistance. The silence was restored in the prison. She left the knife in the pony and looked.
Before her, there was a blue Pegasus, bleeding from the stomach and a knife sticking out of his head. His lifeless body slumped over itself, bleeding profusely. Dash stared at him, dropped the three strands of hair, and left. Hearing ponies running towards the cell made Dash thankful she was a ghost.
She hovered there, watching the guards rush in there, seeing blood all over the bed at this point. The where left speechless. This made Dash happy to see, even after life she can leave ponies speechless and jaws wide open, even if it is for a different thing.
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As Dash arrived back home she sat down, feeling incomplete. There was so much more she could have done.
“This won’t be satisfying if it’s this quick and painless for the real deal” She said to herself, getting less and less emotion in her voice.
As Dash laid down she was staring at the wall full of this Pegasus. This one Pegasus causing so much pain and anger made Dash get furious. In a split second Dash stood up, yelling “I WANT YOU TO SUFFER MORE THAN I DID” at the wall as she ripped down each and every item.
After what seemed like a minute Dash stood there, panting in anger, looking at an empty wall. Instead standing on top of a bunch of torn up photos and papers.
“I need more practice” She said, as she flew out of her house and into Ponyvile.