The problem seemed easy at first, the hardest ones always did. Our first problem was Twilight couldn't teleport to the other side, the second was Fleuretta wasn't a stong enough flyer to carry any passengers across. The third was Dash was staring across the chasm as if the grim reaper himself stood on the other side.
"Dash? Are you OK?" Applejack asked. There was no response, she was completely out fo it.
"And she just happened to possess the qualities that you needed?
"Believe it or not, yes, I didn't tamper with her, mentally of physically, I swear."
"What about the others?"
"I didn't make them the way they are, it wouldn't have worked it I did, I just... helped a few of them realise their potential earlier than would have otherwise have happened."
"So you made-"
"Yes, and I'm not proud of it. Now go back to your studies, this line of questioning wearies me."
(Dash POV)
'How did they get across the ravine without me?' Was my first though as I stared at the others, 'Oh well, less work for me then.' I slipped into the flightcycle, the cool leather with it's magic channeling holes fit comfortably against my back. I extended my wings into the machine but felt no hum of magic as the machine started up.'That's strange.' I extended my wings again, seeing if I could feel out the problem, but nothing was stopping me from starting this thing up.
"Oh, is little Dashie unable to fly?" That was Shy's voice, but why would she say something like that?
"Well if ya can't fly then yer no help at all are ya?" Applejack wouldn't say something like that, would she?
"Just go home Dash, we don't need you here anymore, in fact, don't bother even trying." That was Rarity, and something she would definitely say, that bitch.
"Go home Rachelle, if you can't fly then we don't need you anymore." The new one, Twilight, said that, and it cut to the core.
They didn't need me anymore, my job here was done. They didn't want me in the first place, they were just using me for my flightcycle. It hurt, the knowledge that my friends didn't need me anymore, but I could live with this. They were still my friends, right?
"Go home Dashie, we don't want you around any longer." No, Shy wouldn't say that, we'd been friends forever. "I never even liked you, with your pranks and your laziness and your always needing to be the center of attention. Don't even speak to me anymore." No, stop Shy, I... I don't want to hear anymore. "Go home an rot you selfish bitch."
I wouldn't cry. My hands were shaking but they couldn't see from over there. I wouldn't cry, that would be... uncool, yeah. I slumped to my knees, not caring where my flightcycle was anymore. I wouldn't let them see me cry, wouldn't let them hurt me like this. I didn't need them, or anyone, I was the best flier ever born. I think one tear escaped, but that was ok, they couldn't see from there.
"No one needs you anymore Dash," Shy's voice in my ear, "So why don't you just die already?" And that was the most terrifying thing I could think of, what my life would become, ostracised from society. It would be a living death, trapped by walls of hate. I couldn't go on in a world like that...
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No. I wouldn't die here, nor die from loneliness. I would survive this, and I would push on. They didn't need me anymore, and that hurt me, but I was still alive. I could still live. I could push on. when I realised that I might eventually be ok again, that's when I cried.
"I think you broke my shoulder."
"Nonsense, 'tis but a flesh wound."
"Still not funny."
Dash crumpled to the ground, sobbing lightly and holding herself. The other four crowded around her, speaking softly to her and asking what had happened. She didn't speak, she simply hugged her friends. We gave her a few moment's to collect herself and tell us what had happened. When she finished her story her friends were quick to tell her that they would always need her and even if they didn't they could always still be friends. I don't think she believed them, not entirely, but she ferried us across the chasm and onto the old palace grounds. We were in the home stretch now.