"...You are CRAZY!" Emily shouted at me.
We were on our way to the ramp I was going to use to break my friends record for fastest wheelchair speed. My friend, Emily, was begging me to not do this, but I never rat out of anything.
As Emily was too busy trying to change my mind, I was strapping myself to my wheelchair tighter so I won't fall off. I placed my Beats on my head, gauntlets on my arms, and dark sunglasses on my eyes. I was ready.
"I know you want to be as good as a daredevil as your father, but you could get killed doing this." Emily said.
"Well at least I could die doing what I loved." I said.
Emily stood silent afterwards.
"Now if you don't mind," I said turning up my music. "I got a record to break. Woo!" I did a donut with my wheelchair and sped off.
"Good luck..." Emily said.
~30 Minutes Ago~
"Is it ready?" I said eagerly.
"Almost... And~ done!" My friend, Chris said.
I leaned to the side, seeing two ends of rockets underneath me.
"Awesome..." Was all I said.
Chris gave me a warm smile, then got serious. "Now Ally! These rockets are super powerful and I can only say that when your at the edge of the ramp, press this button," under my arm rest there was a green button flashing. "And also, good luck out there champ!"
"Thanks Chris! Your the best."
"I try."
I wheeled out the workshop and saw my friend Emily waiting for me.
"Hey Ally! What were you doing with Chris?"
"Oh just upgrading my ride for the big day today."
"And what is so 'big' about today?"
"Well..."
"Another stunt?" Emily guessed unamused.
"Yeah..."
"What is it this time?"
"Uhh... Well..." I started picking up speed, trying to wheel away. But Emily grabbed the back handle.
"Spill the beans."
"*Sigh* Fine. But you ain't gunna like it." I Took a breath before I started.
"Before I started thinking of becoming a daredevil, I saw a record for fastest wheelchair speed in the world record. And at that time, I wanted the world to know my name in any possible way. And ever since, I've been hanging out with Chris to find out any way to make my wheelchair faster, since arm power won't be enough to break the record. And today, in his garage, Chris made some rocket-powered attachments to my wheelchair, as you can see," I pointed to the rockets under me. Emily looked stunned. "And with these babies, I know for sure I can break the record!"
"But...but why?" Emily asked.
"Like I said, I want to be known to the world, and also the record was made by an uncrippled." I said with coldness at the end.
"But you can be known in other ways too. Like being a writer, or an Actor; even a singer! Your voice is amazing."
"Those ways are for wimps with imagination."
"But you watch a TV show for six year old."
"Eight."
"Huh?"
"A TV show for eight year olds. But Lauren said it was for family."
"Either way, I think you shouldn't do this."
"Why?"
*Sigh* Cause, One, this plan is crazy and you are CRAZY!"
~30 Minutes Later~
"Do you still think this is crazy?" I asked, while being near the edge of the ramp, pausing my music.
"Yes. By the way, why are you wearing a backpack?" Emily asked.
"Cause, by the speed I have to go, I'll go so far, I might be in the middle of a forest."
"So... A survival pack?"
"Eeyup." I then grabbed the microphone next to me.
"Hello everyone!" I shouted, getting my audiences attention, making them cheer. "Today is going to be a great day today! And I'm guessing you know why, right?" The crowd grew silent. "If you must know, I am going to break the record for fastest wheelchair speed!" I heard them cheer once more. "Now, HERE WE GO!" I threw the mic and gave a big wheel push.
Everything was so fast for me to contemplate. All I heard was Emily shouting 'WAIT!', the crowd cheering, and some... thunder? I forgot that there was a storm planned for today, but I was too late. As I went down the ramp, I felt adrenalin rushing through my blood, the wind in my face, and the dubstep playing in my beats that I turned on before going down. I also saw my life flash through my eyes. It was amazing, seeing my friends and family, the most wonderful times, and also the worst of times as well. When I got near the end of the ramp, I pressed the button under the wheelchair arms, activating the rockets. I didn't know what Chris put in the rocket itself, but the flames coming out of it was white, it looked so cool. Then I realized, I was in the air.
I felt weightless, free, happy. Then that happiness was gone when I realized two other things, one, I forgot to pack a parachute, and second, I was getting closer to a flash of purple light, a.k.a. a purple lightning. I closed my eyes, hearing a colletive gasp all around me, then a pop. And everything was silent once more. I slowly opened my eyes seeing that I was now falling, and also seeing a sea of dark green below me, I then saw a small town from the distance. Before I could question that, I made contact to a few twigs, then the ground itself.
"...ow?" was the last thing I said before passing out.
~P.O.V. Twilight Sparkle~
"*Huff* *Puff* Di-did the spell work?" I asked exhausted.
Spike looked around the field, seeing nothing he said nope.
"Damn... I thought I had it this time." I said aggravated. "Well Spike, looks like well try again next-" I didn't finish my sentence cause we heard a huge *BOOM* in the sky. I turned around, seeing something with wheels falling from the sky. "Spike? Take a letter to everypony. Even Celestia." I said, seeing the thing hit the Everfree Forest, making a huge gust of dust come out.
Ok I was wondering how she would get there was hoping for twi to mess up Some ones life and must say I like where its going. Will up and fav
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WHERE IS CHAPTER 2!?
I NEED CHAPTER 2!
GIMME CHAPTER 2! GIMME!
A.K.A. I love!
4218989 Daum! I just submitted it! But I shall make another chapter soon.
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Not SOON. NOW! I'm gonna die without MORE!
More please?
4219004 to tell you the truth, I was thinking of the positive side of being crippled while typing this story. And it seemed pretty cool to me (thinking of all the cool tricks you can do. Making Ally a daredevil in this story.)
4219005 OK OK! Sheesh! I'm working on it
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Muhahahahaha! I will see you soon.
~Until we meet again.
4219423 until then...
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4219442 you right now asking about the next chapter:
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And me responding:
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"Yeah, ok I'll get to it"
Damn those uncrippled!
Anyway, I've always been curious about an HIE where the human had some sort of disability. I was hoping for blindness or deafness, but I suppose paraplegic (or whatever it may be,) will do. Assuming I read past this chapter, of course.
Not sure if I want to make a southpark joke or not.
Dude, please, for the love of all gods of good lore, don't do that. This is literature, not a role-play, you can't write it like a script, you have to narrate. Describe those little things instead of separating them with asterisks.
...Isn't anyone else going to comment on how Ally just essentially tried to commit suicide? Like, seriously, she should be dead right now, and there's no way she wouldn't be dead if not for freaky unexplained magic saving her ass. There's being a daredevil, and then there's being an idiot with a death wish. Regardless, you have caught my interest, if only because of the female protagonist. I'll give you my impressions of the story once I've read the other chapters, this detail just bothered me enough to warrant a comment.
Also, how exactly would you wear a backpack while in a wheelchair? Having been in one myself, I can't think of a way this wouldn't be quite uncomfortable.
Cant...stop....laughing....
well short.
Glad to have found a fic like this. These ones are the best.
Me, upon seeing the words, Rocket and Wheelchair.. "Awesome, and I hope its ballanced, and heavily reinforced!"