Rainbow Dash's Nightmare
Rainbow Dash stood alone, in the deep dark. The kind of dark that can only exist in a dream. The dark that consumes not only light, but soul and mind. The floor below her was just barely visible, as a light somehow shined from nowhere. It almost seemed to come from her very eyes. Whatever she looked upon was just barely visible, and had a rusted brown look about it.
She looked ahead to see a rusty iron door, made of a dozen or so metal bars. She walked through the door, not even aware of her surroundings. She opened the door without even touching it, as though it had opened for her. She did not question this, as this is the logic of a dream.
As she proceeded into the infinite darkness, not even aware whether she was really moving or not, she suddenly heard a half-familiar voice in the distance and continued onward. The voice was a bit tomboyish, but definitely came from a girl, a little filly maybe. It reminded the pegasus of herself as a little filly.
“Mommy? Where are you mommy? I can’t find the rest of you mommy.” Said the voice.
She finally came to the source of the sound. A small pony stood in front of her, turned away. She was dark orange, still with the same rusted tone of the rest of the world. Her mane and tail were purple, and again rust tinted. Rainbow Dash knew the little pony, but couldn’t put her hoof on who it was. She knew exactly who it was, but the world around her simply would not allow her to know right away.
The filly turned, and kept asking the same question. Rainbow Dash looked in horror, terrorized by the little one.
“Mommy? Where are you mommy? Mommy?”
Rainbow Dash’s jaw fell open, and she shivered in fear. The filly’s eyes were gone, gouged out and turned black as tar. She continued to speak, but held something in her mouth. The voice echoed from the little pony, even though her mouth did not move.
“Mommy?”
The small pony had a disembodied head in her mouth, held by the mane. The head had the same unholy eyes as the little filly. The head in the pony’s mouth had a white coat and a black mane, still with the grimy filter of this world. The pony dropped the head as the head’s black eyes and open mouth began to glow.
The little familiar filly slowly walked toward Rainbow Dash, and the head made a low scream as Rainbow Dash fell onto her back and tried to crawl away backwards. But she could not move, as her hooves simply scraped across the ground.
“Mommy? I can’t see you mommy? Is that you? Mommy? I miss you mommy.”
Rainbow Dash didn’t understand why the pony was saying what she was, only that she had to get away from it. The little filly reached the Rainbow-maned mare and hugged her while looking into her eyes. The little foal’s eyes shined a beautiful light, a shimmering light. Hre eyes almost seemed to be a gateway into another world, one even worse than this one.
Her mouth opened, as did Rainbow’s. The foals to speak, Rainbow Dash's to scream. Rainbow Dash was breathless, but felt something warm. She was feeling the sunlight on her face where the foal’s eyes shined. Her mouth held no teeth, only darkness. Shimmering darkness that was simply hypnotizing. Rainbow Dash could not look away from the fillies eyes.
“Mommy?”
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Inside Rainbow Dash’s cloud home, Scootaloo had been sleeping over with her idle. Rainbow Dash did not have another bed, so Scootaloo slept next to her in her bed. Scootaloo awoke in the morning, Celestia’s newly risen sun beaming through the window.
Scootaloo had good reason to have Rainbow Dash as her idle. Not only could she do something she herself wanted to, fly, but she was the best at it. She joked around with Scootaloo every now and again, but she always meant well and looked out for her. Scootaloo loved Dash like a mother, and had even had a dream about such things the previous night. She would have never told her though.
She yawned and greeted Rainbow Dash. “Morning Rainbow Dash.” Rainbow Dash didn’t reply. “Rainbow Dash?”
Scootaloo crawled up on top of Rainbow’s chest to wake her up. Scootaloo lightly shook Rainbow Dash before seeing that her eyes and mouth were open.
“Rainbow Dash are you okay?” She shook her again.
Rainbow Dash’s eyes were no longer the bright, beautiful magenta they once were. They were now a light grey, as if the life had been instantaneously drained from her body. Her mouth was stuck open, and her body was hard and stiff, like she’d died screaming and was long since dead. Her coat was not as bright as the day before. It was now almost grey.
“Rainbow Dash wake up. Dash? Dash this isn’t funny, wake up already.” Scootaloo put her hoof above Rainbow Dash’s mouth, and did not feel any breath. “Rainbow Dash? No! Rainbow Dash!” Scootaloo panicked, and began to pound on the mares chest. “COME. BACK. RAINBOW. DASH!”
Scootaloo sunk her face into Rainbow Dash’s cold body and sobbed. Rainbow Dash’s eyes slowly rolled down to look upon the crying filly. The filly looked back up, and stopped crying as she saw that she was not dead. Scootaloo blurted out her feelings in a single word. She’d wanted to say this to Rainbow Dash for as long as she’d known her.
“Mommy?”
Rainbow Dash was still not able to think after what the filly in the dream had done to her. She could not tell the difference between that filly and this one. Rainbow Dash said her final words, gripped in terror and confusion, and out of breath.
“Get...away from me...monster.”