What caused spitfire to become a wonderbolt and why is she feeling down?
Spitfire is the captain if the wonderbolts, But was it always going to be this way? What if her decisions were changed? and how did she come choose this path in life? ————————————————————————————————— This is a story about spitfire and what led her to become a wonderbolt. Its when spitfire feels down the truth is revealed about her, that under that hard exterior is a broken frame of a mare. What will her team do to hopefully fix this?
Story has the tag violence which is shown in chapter 3
Spitfire trotted down the hall to her office, a miserable look plastered across her face, she hoped she’d not bump into any other team mate as she only wanted to be by herself. Memorys flashed in spitfires mind of her filly hood the ups and downs and the worst part of her life to date, she wished she never met him, even if her childhood self was exited about it. Now she trailed off filed with anger at herself, how she could let this happen? Tears dwelling in her eyes she pondered to herself, why do pony's like me when I'm no one to like?
“Captain?” A startled voice yelled across the corridor, it sounded puzzled and masculine, the light pitch signifying it was soarin or lightning streak.
Why now? spitfire thought to herself, why is it every time i wish to be alone I'm disturbed? Starring blankly with her head against her office door she sat down, her tail curling around her right side. Thoughts flooded spitfires mind of her past, her seemingly sweet childhood, from the outside, but it’s bittersweet truth, hiding under her tough facade. Spitfire thought to herself, as the tears in her eyes dwelled bigger, as she started at the floor one falling a few seconds later, the warm splash of salt water on her hoof feeling comforting.
“Captain mam? Are you feeling alright?” The same voice called now slightly closer, sending a visible shiver down spitfires spine. “Ive never seen you sit outside you office before mam” the voice lingered in her mind, it sounded comforting but she couldn’t trust it, she knew she couldn’t.
Another tear fell to the floor this time missing spitfires hoof “ leave me alone I'm fine” spitfire recalled in a monotone voice, with no emotion at all. Thoughts flooding her mind, as how her once perfect life shattered before her, the thoughts of her earlier conversation with him not leaving her mind, it was now permanently imprinted in her mind, for the rest of her life, just like every other conversation with him.
“Mam your obviously not alright, Wait are you crying mam?” A light airy voice behind her spoke, it was quite feminine, one of the female wonderbolts, most likely surprise or high winds, as they were both quiet and caring. They also have a tendency to worry easily, especially when it came to one of the teams leaders.
She heard the pony sit to her right side, the hoofs clattering on the cold, hard cloud stone. Second later feeling a soft warmth on her back, it was the mares wing, it grasped her tightly pulling her to one side, into a hug. This was new, she’d never felt a hug before, at least not from anyone but her mother as a filly, was this what it was supposed to fell like, warm and comforting? Spitfire thought to herself, her tears fell more frequently and she began to sniffle a bit. A small light yellow curl caught her eye, it was surprise, I thought she was just a party pony, not such a caring mare. Suddenly one of spitfires worst memories hit her thoughts, one she had tried to forget with help from her doctors, she begun to weep uncontrollably onto her college, the memory haunting her, the thoughts of him, his cruel tendencies, his manipulative ways, why was her life so difficult why did she have to feel this way? why did he come into her life?
“Let it all out mam” surprise said in a voice trying to comfort her captain, she’d never seen spitfire like this before, what just happened to her? That was a question surprise pondered, but all that mattered is spitfire was going to be alright.
A few moments later another set of wings engulfed spitfire and surprise, this set spitfire into a panic, she felt trapped and began to panic, she tried to get away but his grip was to strong, she was petrified, she wanted to know who it was but couldn’t turn around, she couldn’t get him off her, she couldn’t escape the hug that was a bit to tight.
“Get off her soarin she’s freaking out did you forget shes claustrophobic?!” Surprise screamed as the stallion backed off, at least she knew it was soarin now her predictions were correct.
“But your hugging her! Why isn’t she freaking out?” Soarin hollered sounding offended, not long later a thud as he sat on the ground moping. “Soarin that’s because A. i am holding her gently so she doesn't feel trapped and B. theres a gap big enough for her to get out of if she feels unsafe” surprise said softly trying to not make spitfire panic anymore although she felt her shuffling around in her light grip.
Spitfire left the light hug surprise had her in and stared at soarin blankly tears falling from her now puffy red eyes, she didn’t understand why a pony she trusted would make her feel unsafe, unfortunately it wasn’t a first due to what he did, she felt like life was a curse, well at leat hers.
“So you alright captain?” Soarin said in a concerned tone, as he looked up, his expression dropped seeing spitfire, she looked like a wreck, the thought pondered in his mind who hurt her to make her like this? Shes a tough mare not a wuss.
For soarin that question would go un answered, as before he could ask it, spitfire was running away to be alone, leaving surprise and soarin alone.
“You blew it” surprise said in a dismal tone, as she looked off in the direction spitfire ran off in. “I what” Soarin responded confused. “You blew it, you freaked her out, shes to frightened now” surprise responded sounding upset “you should have remembered she hates feeling trapped in a confined space soarin”
The thoughts of what he just did suddenly hit him, did he just ruin the trust she had for him? Did he just cause her unnecessary stress? Only time will tell.
Spitfire was alone behind wonderbolt hq, well the main block at least, to have some quiet time and get past what she was feeling. Unfortunately it was difficult for her so she could help but cry her hear out on the soft cloud, she tried to be as quiet as possible so her colleagues wouldn’t find her and assault her with questions, as she knew they would be overly concerned due to her always appearing stubborn, strict and in control. Little did they know that was only a facade that she hid the shell of her true self behind, she didn’t even know who she truly was as she never had a chance to figure out.
“Why does everything have to be so tough?” Spitfire murmured to herself “heh thats life I guess i just got the back hoof” she retorted to her own question. “Great in going crazy in speaking to myself” she continued.
With that spitfire curled up into a comfortable position hearing her colleagues call for her in the distance to try and find her, her eyes felt heavy and sore due to crying so much so she closed them falling asleep in the process, hopefully her colleagues would give her this bit of peace and quiet as she calmed down while resting.
A few hours later misty gave up looking for captain and decided to get some fresh air behind hq, after all flying for 3 hours straight was tiering, not many Pegasi have that capability. After heading to her usual spot she sat down to hear a squeal of pain, which was very abnormal and made her jump, to which misty looked down to see spitfire.
“Misty what the buck? Why did you sit on me” spitfire said in an agitated half asleep voice, as she stood up in a fighting stance ready to attack her colleague if she had to, or felt to threatened.
“Oh captain thank goodness I found you the team us so worried” misty respond not caring about how spitfire was acting, as she flew at her pinning het to the wall, in a short hug then letting go. “Sorry I forgot you hate being hugged, mam” misty responded to herself after realising the critical mistake she may have just made, mainly as if spitfire wanted to she could knock misty out in one hit, as she was stupidly strong and no colleague understood how.
“Its fine, you got off me quick enough not to freak me out misty” spitfire said annoyingly, while backing off putting sone distance between the both of the mares, mainly as spitfire didn’t want to deal with misty right now.
“So why were you crying earlier thats not like you mam?” Mystery asked seemingly worried, about her bosses mental state, fearing of what may happen if it got bad, no misty don't think there, she thought to herself when spitfire cut in.
“You don’t even know me misty, well.... at leats the me.... that’s not how i am at work...” spitfire responded hesitantly, as she backed off shyly wanting out of the conversation, which she had a feeling she couldn’t escape now or shed be bombarded even more later.
“Then who is the real you mam?” She said concerned watching her moves as to not scare spitfire away, again. Especially with how spitfire was currently acting towards her, like a foal who had just been caught, after breaking her mother’s favourite plates.
“I...l don’t know.... I never explored myself like you did as a child.... i got my cutie mark stupidly young.... so my parents didn't see a point in letting me find myself..” spitfire responded shyly, as she didn’t know how to explain it, due to the fact she spent a lot of her filly hood at home studying, as no child wanted to associate with a freak like her.
“Parents? I thought you didn’t have a dad!” Misty screamed, shock filling her, not just in voice but actions, the thoughts crossed her mind what else has captain been hiding from me from us?!
“Shhhhh... i dont want the other team members to know in here misty!” Spitfire ordered frightened at the possibility of being bombarded with questions but not just misty but the whole team, because if one wonderbolt was hurt the rest of the team would find out and not sleep until that pony was served justice.
“Sorry mam” misty said feeling awful for possibly bringing attention to where her and captain were standing out of the way of the team and all the worries of work.
“Its fine and yes i dont have a biological farther but i do have a step father..... and... he... well” spitfire started to stutter as she broke down in tears again worrying misty fly as she slowly approached captain and held her lightly, letting her cry all she needed.
“Im guessing he wasn’t a nice stallion was he mam?” Misty asked spitfire, To which spitfire shook her head in response showing he indeed was cruel, shocking misty, who just comforted spitfire as she didn’t know what else to do
“H...he never accepted me as his daughter.” Spitfire said snuggling into misty’s soft chest fluff “he always said i was a good for nothing child that would never accomplish anything as no one would ever want to associate with a freak like me” spitfire whimpered to misty’s horror.
How could a stallion not love there own daughter? Even if there there step child? Shouldn't they care even more then not shy the kid away? Misty thought horrified at what spitfire had just told her, and what did spitfire mean by a freak like her? Thoughts rushed through misty’s head of questions shed ask spitfire another day when she wasn’t acting so venerable, as this wasn’t like the spitfire she knew at all, but yet she didn’t even know who the real spitfire was yet as spitfire hadn’t known herself.
“T.. thats absurd!” Misty responded to spitfire who was calming down and falling asleep onto her, “i guess ill have to pop you in bed mam” misty said to herself as spitfire was fully asleep no with jo chance of waking up, so she picked spitfire up and brought her to the barracks to let her rest peacefully.
Misty put spitfire in her bed in the barracks as each wonderblot had an assigned bed for when they slept there as to not cause a fuss. Spitfire was totally out of it and probably dreaming at least she hoped as the conversation from earlier of spitfire not knowing herself still lingered as well of how her step father disowned her without trying for a relationship with his step daughter.
“Sleep well mam.” Misty said it a sweet caring but quite voice as she turned off the light with a click to have all the team staring at her with questions outside the door. “What?” Misty whispered to which soarin retorted “whys cap asleep? What did you do to her?!” He said yelling angrily. “Shhhh caps asleep shes tired we don't want to wake her, and its best she explains in her own time soarin” she said trying to calm down the teams second in command without yelling as she feared captain would wake and break down again. “Lets just leave her be she will tell us in due time” misty said while wandering off.
Meanwhile with spitfire who was dreaming, and got brought back to her filly hood with memories flooding back instead of a dream to her dismay.
“Spitfire sweetie, ill be back soon, i need to go take care of your grandmother, as shes not very well” her mother spoke calmly, to her while she was in tears. “I don’t want you to go mum” spitfire called, while hugging her mothers hoof, she was about three years old and this was a day she’d never forget. “Darling, your stepfather will care for you, ill be back in a week or so” stormy flair responded getting up and removing her daughter from her hoof “ill make you a promise that when i get back ill bring you to the book shop and you can get any three books you want, how does that sound dear” stormy said calmly trying to calm down her daughter, who she knew loved to read story’s and study the world around her, spitfire was an easy child to please, as just one book would always make her happy and keep her busy for hours. “Really!” spitfire called excitedly to her mother, while jumping up and down in pure excitement. “Yes, but only if you behave, understand?” Stormy called as she walked down the path of the mainhatten house, to which spitfire nodded excitedly as waved goodbye to her dear mother.
After the door was shut by her stepfather who was a tall uni stallion with a deep brown and grey striped main as he was getting old and a cream coloured coat, “spitfire, go to your room and get out of my sight, you stupid useless Pegasus” he yelled at the child his torn glowing like if she didn’t comply he'd hurt her. “Y.. yes papa” spitfire responded frightened of what he could do to her as she ran upstairs to her room. Her two half siblings laughing at her as they came down the stairs, they were both unicorns who looked a lot like there father, one had a deeper yellow coat and blue eyes and lighter brown hair, the other deep brown hair and a light coat with burgundy eyes, they were called stellar and cosmos stellar was the female unicorn cosmos the younger male unicorn both were older than spitfire. And both were spoiled with clothing and toys and whatever they wished for.
Spitfire shut the door of her small room, tears dwelling in her eyes that she wiped away hearing her siblings laughing with there biological father, as spitfire sat down at her small wooden desk which was painted white same for the chair both weren’t very stable and could only just support a book on the desk and spitfire on the chair as the wood was rotting after her siblings soaked it in water before painting it.
Spitfire grabbed the book she was hoping to start a book about the princess and got on her chair and began to read loosing herself in the book, spitfire loved to read and learn, with that soon she’d be starting school which could extend her knowledge of the world around her, she already knew about cutie marks as she got hers the year prior, during a trip to the woods camping with the rest if her family, she run into a phoenix and for some peculiar reason understood it the next morning waking up with her cute mark, her parents were confused and father angry, sadly refusing her a cutsinera to celebrate getting her mark.
Once spitfire Finished the book she sat it down on her bookshelf and read the time, it was 7pm why hadn’t her father came to get her for dinner she wondered as she wandered downstairs, “go back to your room” her father yelled at her, “but papa i haven’t ate yet” spitfire said dully, “your not eating till i say you can now go back you your room” he yelled to which spitfire nodded and went to sit on her bed, it was two hours till her bedtime so she had to stay up she herd her dad open some of his happy juice downstairs, which she wasn’t pleased about but got a thinner book and began to read, before she knew it two hours had passed so she got ready for bed.
After getting ready spitfire head a knock at her locked bedroom door, “who's there?” She ask with no response so she got into bead with a small pink unicorn plush that had a silver horn and hoofs and white main and tale, that was her favourite childhood toy thats she still had to this day, seconds later as she dosed off she heard the sound of wood breaking sending her into a panic and waking her up her father had broken down her bed room door and was waking over the splintered wood towards her picking her up in his magic and contorting her back legs until he herd multiple snaps to which spitfire screamed at each one, he was breaking her legs before her first day of school, he then did the same to her pelvis dropping her back onto the mattress where she passed out.
To that spitfire woke up and checked around her making sure he wasn’t there and couldn’t hurt her, but to her surprise she found herself in the barracks with her team surrounding her panicked, like someone died.
“Spitfire mam are you ok!” Misty screamed as she shook spitfire, to this spitfire began to feel tired and a migraine coming on. “Misty... stop shaking... me... please” spitfire pleaded to which misty stopped and spitfire sunk down onto the mattress, “what’s wrong with you all anyway your looking at me like i died or something” spitfire complained to her teammates who giggled slightly after realising there captain was indeed ok. “Well with the multiple high pitched screams we heard and the whimpering... it sounded like you had been hurt... severally heart at that” Soarin said in a calm voice while chucking “what was that about anyway”
Spitfire groaned and put the pillow over hear head and mumbled something into it, “we cant hear you captain” surprise said pulling the pillow off spitfires face and throwing it into a different bead “so mind repeating yourself mam?” She said a mischievous grin growing on her face as spitfire burred herself in her duvet, “just leave me alone” spitfire said in a dull tone confusing her colleagues.
“Well this is a different side to you mam” lightning streak butted in sounding very concerned about his boss, he didn’t realise spitfire had dosed off once more until surprise mentioned it, “uhh.. guys.. she fell asleep again” surprise said quietly, “she must really be tired i guess it was just a bad dream, well i hope so at least” Soarin said as he put her pillow under her head again, “lets just leave her be for now then” lightning streak responded “we can question her when she wakes up again” he said for a last time as he left the barracks with the rest of the team leaving spitfire to go back to dreamland.
Spitfire woke up again as her filly hood self, she felt a striking pain throughout her lower half as she tried to stand, only to fall to the ground as she couldn’t support herself, she wasn’t going to miss her first day of school so she dragged herself to the bathroom and tightly bandaged herself up so she could at least stand and walk even if it looked funny, she began to plod along back to her room every movement causing pain, “at least i read that medical book last week” she mumbled while getting out her brand new school uniform.
She quickly slid her trousers over her legs they were black with a teal stripe down either side, after this she put on her white button up shirt that nicely had two holes for spitfires wings to slide through, following up by buttoning the collar and adding her teal and black clip on tie in its rightful place, finally she put on her black blazer which had teal accents and the school logo and name, unfortunately the school was not for Pegasi but for unicorns and earth pony's to attend so her outer uniform had no wing holes or slots so it was very uncomfortable to where over her wings, “why couldn’t mum edit my blazer before she left now my wings are getting crushed, although its not like I'm using them currently anyway” she mumbled as she plodded down the stairs for breakfast which she hope she could have as she missed dinner the previous night.
“Morning papa, stellar and cosmos” spitfire said joyfully to hide her pain as she sat down, “whats for breakfast?”, “Burned toast for you” stellar said with a giggle as cosmos pushed the plate over with two slices of burnt toast, to anyone else this wouldn’t look appetising but to spitfire who was starving it looked like the best possible meal, “thanks for saving me some food sis” spitfire responded to stellar, “what are you and cosmos having?” She asked curiously to her elder unicorn siblings, “we’re having cereal, which is delicious, you should try it” cosmos said showing spitfire who looked happily, only to see her brother pull it away in his aura before she could say anything, “oh wait you cant have any... stupid Pegasus” cosmos laughed as he ate to which there father joined in, and spitfire ate her burned toast which was very dry, “well enjoy your cereal, I'm going’s to pack my bag for school now papa” spitfire called as she got off her seat, “pack your siblings bags to” her father called back sounding happy for the first time in her memory, “ok papa” spitfire called as she ran up the stairs.
By the time spitfire reached the school building with stellar and cosmos the bell was about to go, “if were late its your fault because we couldn’t teleport.. looser” they called as they walked off leaving spitfire in the middle of campus unsure where she was supposed to go.
It took spitfire about half an hour to find a teacher by herself due to walking slowly because of her legs, “excuse me” spitfire called gaining the unicorn mares attention, “little one you should be in class” the unicorn mare said, “I know miss I’m sorry, my siblings were supposed to show me to class but ran off to not be late, I’m spitfire by the way, its my first day” she said ashamed because she was late, “oh alright dear let me show you to class, I’m miss rose i teach alchemy to students, your an earth pony i see so your in the earth pony class” miss rose responded to the young spitfire, “n.. no, im a Pegasus miss, the blazer just doesn’t have holes for my wings” spitfire responded quietly as she didn’t want to get in troubles with miss rose as she was already late. “Oh your a Pegasus, well you’ll still be in the earth pony class dear as we don’t really have any Pegasus students but you” miss rose said to spitfire as her memory faded to black.
Spitfire began to see images again fade in from the serene darkness of her mind, it was a few years later spitfires mum was there with her step father and they were angry starring down at what looked to be a 5 year old spitfire.
“Spitfire, if you continue this behaviour you will be sent to live with your aunt Eileen and Uncle Jet stream in clouds dale permanently” stormy flair said to her daughter, “do you understand me?” She said angrily, “Go ahead send me there anything to get away from him!” Spitfire yelled at the top of her lungs, while pointing at her father, as her unicorn siblings laughed in the background, “you what young lady, don’t point at your father like that” stormy flair yelled, all spitfire thought of was finally escaping the hell she lived in, she could get out of it if she was naughty, she just did what she thought would send her off, “shut up!” She shouted at her mum and kicked her ‘father’ in his right knee “his not my dad and never will be, my dad is dead and wont ever be replaced.. buy.. buy some fake!” She screamed and ran out of the house, all she heard was her mother yell, “if you dont get your flank back here right now your off to your uncles permanently you ungrateful child!”
Spitfire hugged her mother sadly as she was sent away forever, her father smiled and siblings laughed, spitfire made sure she looked sad but stormy flair had no remorse, at the last train calk spitfire grabbed her suitcase and got on the train getting a window seat making sure to look miserable, but she wasn’t sad she was happy she finally would never see him again, at least she hoped.
Her bag was a mustard yellow with patches covering all the rips in the old yellow fabric, mustard yellow was spitfires least favourite colour as she loved the colour white as it looked elegant and regal, lucky for her there was colourful patches that covered most of the old fabric, spitfire was finally away from her hell of a life and starting a fresh in cloudsdale, unfortunately she still couldn’t fly so wouldn’t be meeting her aunt and uncle at rainbow falls, outside the town hall then they'd bring her up to cloudsdale where shed live with them, as her parents didn’t want her now, mainly as she acted awfully to get out of the life she had, she would prefer to be on the streets to be around him.
As the train set off spitfire waved goodbye to her family, she looked upset while in view but as soon as she was out of sight smiled and got a book from her suitcase, her suitcase only consisted of books and some dull grey dressed, one of which spitfire was wearing, she still wore bandages on her legs so she couldn’t walk or her bones would slip and cause her agony, she only would where the ugly dresses to hide said bandages, within a few minutes spitfire was lost in her alchemy book, it was heartwarming eve and for the first time it was snowing, having lived in a warm city she hadn’t ever seen snow so would look up out the window to get a glimpse every so often, to spitfire it was like a whole nother word.
The train stopped and spitfire put her book away in her bag and go off the train while pulling out a letter, the letter was from her uncle jet stream to her mother, it specified where spitfire needed to go and a short update to his sister, for spitfire this was her first time out of mainhatten accept when she was born in cloudsdale, once the train set off again spitfire looked about and was instantly stunned at the small town, there were rainbows flowing like water off the cliffs without the colours combining they sparked wonderfully in the light, she had never seen such Beauty, now she had to find the town hall as she began to stroll into the town, she was mesmerised by the sights.
Every so often she would look at the image of her aunt and uncle, her uncle didn’t even look remotely like her mother as he had a dusty blue coat and soot black main, from the image his wife was eather very small or he was really tall, she figured shed find out soon, but couldn’t tell from a flat image, unfortunately spitfire was struggling to find the town hall so decided to ask a shop keeper, so she walked into a small bakery to ask at the counter, there was no customers so she would bother anyone.
“Excuse me sir” spitfire called to the baker, “yes little one how can i help you?” He responded sounding kind, “wheres town hall?” Spitfire asked a hopeful look appearing on her face, “go out the door take a right go down till you are facing the flower shop then take a left the large building at the end of the road is town hall miss” he said softly while pointing his hoof approximately where she needed to go, “thank you sir” spitfire responded and plodded on her way making sure not to forget her old suitcase.
Within a few minutes she reached the flower shop which shon in the bright sunlight it was a light teal frame with a mostly glass building, once spitfire stopped admiring the shop from the outside she took a left and immediately saw a large circular building with a rainbow falls flag on top of it flowing in the breeze, her excitement was reaching its peak but to her surprise it was crowded as par as the eye could see, it appeared that they were crowding one pony,
Spitfire began to run toward the mass exited to meet her uncle jet stream for the first time in her life, once she reached the platform she saw him, her uncle she found out that second and they turned to her tears dwelling in her eyes, he was definitely tall as his wife was average in hight, he trotted over to the dumbstruck spitfire and picked her up everyone watching him and his wife,
“Theres my Nice, how about we get you home your probably tired after your long trip, right spitty?” Jet said all spitfire could do was nod as she held tightly to her uncle, who with a powerful swipe of his wings took off from the dusty ground his wife following shortly after and the crowd dispersing, spitfire was shocked she didn’t know what to do, what was going to happen now where was her life going to bring her, all she could hope is that her uncle was nice and would be a better father than her own,
They landed in cloudsdale and jet put spitfire down on the ground, her excitement peaked as she’d never seem a place like cloudsdale before, neither had she seen so many Pegasi as the only other Pegasus she had known her whole like was her mother, Eileen landed with spitfires luggage that was quite heavily to her surprise,
“Darling, im going to drop off her bag at home as it feels like a bag of boulders i don’t understand how she carried it” she said very concerned “then ill meet you guys at the doctors” she said as she took off to the north and spitfires and jet began to walk toward the hospital.
Spitfire was confused to her uncles retort as her aunt walked away “what do you mean doctors?” She asked in a curious but sweet tone. “Oh have you never been before?” Jet asked her worriedly “you seemed to light for your age and your a bit short so i think you should get a checkup” Spitfire pondered for a minute “checkup” she retorted thinking “does that mean a scary man in white is going to stab me with needles!” She shrieked as she jolted back landing on her legs painfully. “Nonono, thats not what they do spitty, they just make sure your healthy” jet said cheerfully and as carefully as he could, then spotting the sour expression on the little fillys face “is everything alright?”
“Yeah im fine, i just landed oddly on my hoof” spitfire responded confused to why he asked as it was a first. “Alright if it hurts let me know and ill carry you” jet sniggered and he spoke with a cheerful laugh “also do you have any winter clothes? its really cold up here at this time of year and your in a dress” “Winter clothes? What are they?” The filly aked with her haid to the side like a confused puppy.
Jet walked over and took off his scarf, wrapping it around spitfire after he knelt to her level. “They keep you warm, just like this” he said with a smile as the filly stood there in shock.
After a few minutes he got up and swiped her off her feet into his arm, and gased at her lovingly just for his face to become one of shock and his smile fade to worry, “spitty what the heck happened?!” He asked with worry as he began to walk to the hospital with a sense of urgency after noticing the bandages that lined her legs under her dress. “Oh that’s nothing” spitfire shrugged off as she began to dose off into a dream.
Spitfire woke up groggily and gased around ,just to find her teammates in bed asleep and it to be dark outside, getting up quietly and leaving the barracks she began to fly to the changing room to remove her uniform. “Why am I remembering this all of a sudden?” She asked herself as she walked outside once more to see a candle light on in the barraks, “guess i woke them up, heh, or sorian is having another midnight snack again” she chuckled as the cold nighttime air graced her warm fur and ruffled her wings, she took flight.
The nighttime breeze brushed through her main and graced her body with a refreshing coolness as she thought ‘the moons wonderfully bright tonight i see lunas gracing the land’ she saw a fluffy cloud and landed. The softness comforting but only a comfort a Pegasus could understand as others cant touch the clouds, then after she was refreshed taking off westward.
A few hours later she arrived at her destination as the moon was at its peak. She began to stroll along the paths as the dirt and grass began mingling into her fur she stopped at two graved under a blossom tree and sat down. “Hello again uncle and auntie i hope your well” she said to the dusty gravestones. The one to the lest saying here lies jet stream a stallion who died with pride… the rest covered but the long grass and moss the one to the right fully shrouded in moss, grass and fungi with only the letters eil being visible. “I promise when im on break ill come back and clean hour resting places auntie and uncle just wait for me, as I know where you are the sky's are bright and the sun must be warm and forgiving” she said starting to cry “I know well meet again some day” she said falling asleep once more in-front of her closest relatives. Before falling asleep fully she mumbled “i still cant believe he did this though”
Back in the dream world she woke up daisily in a warm hazy room, the walks plastered white and the tiles on the ceiling cream, stood beside her the same stallion with a soot black main and auburn eyes shining as brightly as gold, as tears as clear as crystals fell from those golden eyes, “spitty thank god your awake, are you ok” he asked with a worried voice that was cracking frequently.
Her head moved side to side trying to grasp her surroundings seeing another figure walking in the room a light pink main tied in a loose sideward braid darting up and down on the left shoulder, kept together by a teal ribbon tied in a bow “oh god is she alright jet?” The voice mustered light and airy as a freshly baked cake, as the mare walked over.
Spitfires sight wasn’t clear but kept going clear briefly as she tried to prop herself up, just to be stopped by her uncle. “Spitty no you need to lay down you just got out of surgery” Her vision cleared by the shock she shouted “what surgery” as she panicked just for her aunt to calm her down. “Why didn’t you tell us you legs were shattered and you hip was broken?!” the mare questioned with a more serious tone. “Do you not realise how dangerous that is? The doctors had to rush you into surgery because of the severity of you wounds”
“How long have you had those injuries for spitfire” jet asked in a soft voice trying to calm down his wife, while needing to know for the doctor spitfire still hadn't realised was in the room, just out of her sight
“Uhh.. a few years i think… it happened just before I started school…. Why?” Spitfire responded with a quiet tone, while everyone in the room froze with shock, the doctor dropping the clipboard that landed with a clatter, only then did spitfire turn her head and see them. “Who are they?!” She shouted in fear.
So recently ive realised this storys not up to standard
So i shall re write it all and post it as a new story in the future Due to this the story here is cancled im sorry
I’ve realised I would like to become an author and to do this i will need to make my storys to a point im comfortable though I know it will be difficult
I hope you will join me for this journey
I wont delete this as a reminder of the old to welcome the new All I have left to say is dont be ashamed of what you’ve made in the past its there to show how you improved ofer time and to make you feel proud in the future
Now ill see you all when this journey continues next time though it won’t have the same title anymore its new title will be decided in the future suggestions are welcome
