Razor's unconscious body was being levitated....barely, by Sweetie Belle, the winds still howled, and the rain still poured, and his blood still poured. She was sprinting, and some of his blood landed on her forehead, making her cry even worse. She could see Razor's house in the distance, se was running on fumes, and she would collapse any second.
"I love...you." she yelped as she kissed him once more.
"HELP!!!!" she screamed, causing the ponies inside the house to open the door.
The ponies, his parents, rushed out to meet her, she collapsed onto the ground, dropping Razor into the soft mud, his parents were crying, and the two of them took her and Razor back into the house. She felt the warm tile beneath her as she was put up on a concept chair.
"What happened?" his mother screamed, tears streaming down her face.
"Help...help him..."
"We......"
"DO IT!" she screamed, flailing her arms, why was she so....so...emotional?
"WE CAN'T" his mother broke down......what did she mean.....
She was emotional because Razor....
Razor was dead.....
He died....
Razor died for her, she felt immediate pain....in her heart, in her brain, in her limbs, everywhere...
"What happened?" his mother asked again.
"A cart, it blew in the storm..."
"And?" his mother held her tight.
"It, it flew at me, he jumped and shielded me from it.... the cart shattered, and he saved my life..." she closed her eyes, letting the tears flow, she couldn't look at his mother.
"He loved you, and he would've done anything for you, even died, I knew my son would do something important when he met you, just, not something this big, saving a life...." she smiled a sad smile, her son was a hero, he may have died, but he died a hero.
"I loved him too..." she said, a new wave of tears forming in her eyes.
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Razor looked up, all around him was a white, an off white, as if it had been made to mimic white yet show distance, and himself. He saw a large alicorn figure in front of him, she was dark blue with another blue mane....Princess Luna.
"Your majesty." he bowed, but felt a hoof on his shoulder.
"Thy should not bow, thy are a hero."
"Beg your pardon ?" he asked as he rose.
"You saved her life...." she said, a sad smile on her face.
He remembered everything, meeting Sweetie belle, being hurt, and being loved, and then dying, the pain, was now all worth it, all worth it, she was alive....and he was complete.
"You receive a reward, you will visit her once, you may stay here with me until then." Luna said, gesturing her hoof to a golden city, pearly streets....heaven.
"I will wait until I think necessary, I am ready." he said.
"As you wish, she held his hoof and took off towards the city....he was now peaceful, no more bullies, no more pain, just love and happiness.....home.
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Scootaloo woke up, she had slept through the whole night of storms, ad she looked over....
Fluttershy was hugging her tight, and she had dried tears on her face, what happened, why did she cry?
"Fluttershy, are you okay?"
She woke up immediately, and looked over as her eyes focused on Scootaloo.
"The storm....it was horrible...." she said hesitantly.....she told of her horrible night..
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Scootaloo was dropped off at her house by Fluttershy after the story, and her father was standing in the doorway, looking down at Scootaloo.
"Why you no good, dirty rotten WHORE!" he yelled.