A strange warm feeling washed over me as I woke up. I opened my eyes to dim lights of a hospital room. Taking a moment, I looked around confused, and then sat up to get a better view of the room. As I took in a breath, everything rushed back to me. Tears poured down my face, making me grab a pillow, and hug it tightly.

“Oh Celestia help me,” I cried into my pillow, weeping quietly. After a short while a nurse walked into my room.

“Doctor she’s awake!” I quickly hid my tears before they would notice. A unicorn pony rushed into the room, he wore in a white shirt, had a caramel colored coat and brown mane. He pulled out a small light and shined it into my eyes.

“I’m Doctor Stable, can you tell me how many hooves I’m holding up.” He held up both of his hooves, and a dummy hoof.

“Two plus a fake one?”

The doctor let out a sigh of relief. “Good.”

“How did I get here?”

“You washed ashore from the river last night and somepony brought you in. But you’re lucky, they saved your life, you had nearly drown. You’ve been here for about a good week, we were worried you might not wake up.”

“Oh.” I paused and looked at my wings wrapped up.

“Ah, you’re lucky there to, your wings broke at good spots. Clean breaks, when they heal they’ll be even stronger, top performing flyers will sometimes break their wings there to become faster, also it’s a common break point.” I looked at him as tears went down my face. “So you’ll be fine.”

“Fine, right.”

“Anyway, you had a very bad crash so you still need to rest.” His words made me freeze, and he pointed at my helmet on a chair. My lucky helmet was still covered in blood and had good size cracks. “But give your wings a week or two and you’ll be as good as new. Of course it’ll take a little longer for the other wounds to heal, and we have to do a few tests now that you’re awake.”

“Yeah.”

“Oh and what’s your name?”

The question hit me a bit making me look at the doctor. “Why?”

“Well I need to contact your parents, you were hurt pretty badly.” If the doctor didn’t know what happen, then nopony did. Not only that, but no one had come to claim me. Either they didn’t bother to look or, I was just that lucky.

“Do I need to?”

“Well I suppose not, but we do need to get a bill out of the way.” I looked down, and then felt my neck. I pulled the necklace off my neck and held it out to him.

“Will this be enough.”

The doctor eyed it for a few seconds. “Yes it would be and more, but are you sure you want to use it?”

Giving up a gift didn’t feel like a good choice, but I couldn’t let other’s find out about this, at least not for a while. I needed to stay low and out of sight. If that pony found out I survived, I didn’t know what he’d do to me. Not only that if any pony found out I had been raped, I would never be able to see a day of peace in my life. Dash wouldn’t even look at me, she doesn’t accept the weak, she’s too good to waste time on them. Only the weak get raped and can’t stop it.

“Is there any way I can use this as collateral till I get the money to pay? I don’t want anypony to know I’m here or that this happen.”

“Yes, we can do that, and we won’t tell anypony that you’re here.” He pulled out some paperwork and wrote a few things down. I signed and he took the necklace. As the doors closed, I laid back letting tears fall down my face.

My heart sped up making me let out a breath. First things first, I needed to stay calm about this. If I let this get away from me by freaking out, I’d regret being born, my birthday was the perfect day, and I wasn’t about to let it get ruined by a crazed pony, even if he did try to kill me and rape me.

“Oh no.” I whined remembering the scooter Dash had given me. If she found out she’d be disappointed, but that was only half the problem. I would need to go back to retrieve it, I didn’t care if he was still there, I couldn’t let Dash down. And even if I did get it back, I would find a way to fix it, I couldn’t just let this go.

The doctor came back after a while, we started doing tests. After a few hours I finally was able to get checked out, and I started home. The cold night air made me cringe a little with my still healing wounds under heavy bandages.

My hooves made me stop as fear hit me. In front of me lay a split road, on way leading home, and the other that would lead to the shack. I shivered remembering and fear held me as tears went down my face.

My hoof softly tapped on my now clean lucky helmet. It was still good after all this. I carefully put it on. It would give me the strength I needed so badly, the strength I need to fight the fear.

With each step gravity made my body heavier and heavier. It took a long time, but I made it to the shack after what seemed like hours. I walked over to the shack looking around for any sign of life, or if he was still there. Luckily, he wasn’t, probably burying the guards body, or something else after a week.

I scanned the area and I went over to my scooter broken in two. Thankfully he hadn’t taken it with him. Of course this caused me to fall to the ground and cry silently hugging the broken scooter close. Picking it up, I looked over the damage. Dash’s mark was broken clean in two.

No matter how I looked at it, my scooter was broken. Actually, I shouldn’t even have this, Dash shouldn’t have given it to me in the first place, I didn’t deserve such sentiment, not something like me, not anymore.

“I can fix you scoot, I can fix it, it’s alright, you’re going to be alright, you’re not broken that badly, I'll figure it out,” I said to myself, hugging my scooter shaking scared as every last second of the night before played in my head.

Fighting the crushing fear, I got up and turned, walking toward home watching the road very carefully for rocks. I looked at my wheel crutch on my leg after a bit. It let me walk without needing to move my broken leg.

Getting home never felt so good, I went through the front door and sighed. I looked around for a few minutes checking to make sure no one was home, as unlikely as that was, my parents would notice if I went missing, but just one week, they might not. They weren’t around most of the time for weeks.

I went to my room and set my scooter to the side getting on my bed and screaming into my pillow finally letting myself lose it. Letting myself finally allow the weight to fall onto me, as I realized what had happen to me and the horror I had survived. After hours of pounding my bed I stopped and passed out cold.

“Scootaloo I’ve been watching you,” his voice echoed inside my head, shooting me up from my bed looking around my dark room breathing hard. Cold sweat dripped from my brow onto the bed. My head snapped to the side making me look at the clock. It was seven in the morning. Tears ran down my face.

“Leave me alone,” I cried, hugging my pillow shaking. My eyes drifted and I looked at the bed stopped. I had wet my bed, I groaned getting up, changing my sheets with new ones before going to the bathroom. The next thing I did was take a nice hot shower trying to clear my head.

Tears ran down my face, I stared at the shower floor and my eyes went wide seeing blood coming from my sides. Panic filled me, I hastily reached for a towel turning back quickly to see the blood gone. Softly I prodded myself checking for any blood. Thankfully, I wasn’t bleeding, it was in my head. I was seeing things, hearing things, I couldn’t sleep, and I had gained no nothing from closing my eyes.

After my shower, I changed my bandages with a kit that Doctor Stable had given me, and made sure to keep my wing casts dry. I sighed drying off the rest of my body, then going back to my room, reaching under my bed and pulling out a chest.

Pulling out the hospital bill I looked at the total and counted out gold bits which I had saved along with a gem worth a good amount of gold bits. Sweetie Belle had given me that gem a while ago. For some reason I didn’t remember why.

Though, a gem I could replace, but I couldn’t with that necklace. Plus that would be a dead giveaway for starters, and Diamond Tiara would hate me. She would be sure to make it into a big deal. Though, there were few things my family couldn’t afford to buy, so I could always find a way.

The door bell made me look up as it rang. I didn’t get up to go and answer it. I didn’t want anypony to know I was here, or alive for that matter. If he found out I could only imagine what he’d do.

“Coming.” I stopped cold hearing my mother with a raspy voice, she had been crying a lot. She opened the front door. “Rainbow Dash.” My body turned to stone at the name. “I told you, she hasn’t come home,” my mother said roughly.

“Oh,” Dash said, and I rolled up into a ball on the floor, letting tears roll down my red cheeks. I couldn’t let Dash see me, not now. I needed to find a way to repair the scooter. “Well when she comes home, can you tell me.”

“Dash, I don’t think she’s coming home, it’s been a week, we’ve been searching everywhere, she isn’t in Ponyville anymore. The guards are searching for her, they haven’t found a trace, please just go for now. It’s painful seeing you, she loves you so much.” My heart burned hearing my mother cry. She shut the door and I tried stopping my body from shaking, but it wasn’t working.

“Forgive me, just a while longer,” I whispered crying.

My stomach growling made me get up. I went to my small fridge getting some food and eating. I had made sure I could survive a month in my room without leaving. After so many things happening to Ponyville and the world, I had done this so I didn’t starve in the case of an invasion.

I always liked the idea that my bedroom was one of a kind, I had my bed in the center with walking space all around it, a long sit down area to the left of my bed, a fridge that sat next to a small dresser on the right, with night stands on either side of the bed.

The day passed and I hid under my bed reading a few books that Dash had given me for times like this. I played checkers with myself and losing. I couldn’t say I was winning because I never picked red as my main side.

At the end of it, I bundled up falling asleep, letting days pass. His voice always woke me up, or any number of things, including him ripping me open with his thing, time and time again. It never ended, each dream was as painful as the real thing. Nothing could stop him. After two weeks I had healed enough to go back to the hospital, which I went at the dead of night so nopony would see me.

Doctor Stable was waiting for me, having made a deal with me to come and have my casts removed that night. I got back my gift and paid him. He removed my casts and checked to make sure my wounds had healed fully.

“Well you’re good to go,” he said sitting across from me in an exam room. I smiled looking at him and then spread my wings feeling rather nice. I cracked them and grinned feeling good for once. “Now slow down, you should stay on the ground for a while longer, there’s no need for you to rush.”

“I know, I’m just happy to be able to fly again, I haven’t flown that much, so.” I put on my necklace and smiled seeing it.

“That’s good, but if you have to fly just take it easy. Straining your wings after they only just healed is a sure way to break them again. While they will be stronger in a few days or more, they will be weaker till then. Also be careful with your leg, try not to jump around a ton or run around.” I nodded. “Anyway you should get home, I’m sure your parents are missing you being out this late.” I looked away a little.

“Thank you for everything.” He nodded smiling and I left the hospital walking home finally off the wheel crutch, feeling pretty good. I couldn’t believe I had survived, and all I would have to do was explain where I’ve been, and I would be good to go, no one needed to know what happen to me.

“Scootaloo!” his voice said angrily behind me, and I fell to the ground rolling into a ball crying.

“Don’t hurt me!” I begged whimpering.

“Scoots.” I paused hearing Dash’s voice and I looked at her as she landed in front of me folding her wings.

“Dash, oh it’s you.” I smiled and wiped my tears away.

“Are you alright?” I nodded and she gave a concerned look. “Where have you been, everypony’s worried sick?!” Oh crap, I hadn’t come up with an answer, I had put it off so much because I just didn’t want to think about the unpleasantness of it.

“I’ve been—” I paused and stepped back making her step forward.

“Scoots don’t you dare run from me.” I started to panic and my leg reminded me with a quick stab of pain that running was a bad idea.

“Dash you trust me right?” I asked backing up and she started coming forward.

“Scoots stop, do not make me chase you, you won’t get away.” I chuckled nervously and looked around for a moment.

“Dash, don’t do this please.”

“Scoots I don’t know what you’re talking about, but you’re going to tell me everything, or I’m going to make you.” Tears ran down my face. “Scoots, please, I only want to help you, where have you been?”

“Dash.” I turned and ran, she groaned and took flight. I limped trying to run without putting pressure on my leg, but that hardly worked.

“No you don’t!” She landed in front of me, pinning me down on my back. I closed my eyes and she stared at me for a while. “Scoots!” she yelled. “Answer me damn you!” I stayed still hoping the pressure on my chest would go away. She sat down and pulled me between her front legs so my belly was facing up toward her. “Scoots.”

“Dash I’m fine.”

“You are most certainly not fine! Now talk!”

I whimpered scared, Dash wouldn’t hurt me, or so I thought, then again, I thought Ponyville was safe, at least from other ponies. “I-I.” I was weak, I couldn’t even help myself, once she found out she was going to abandon me, she only accepted the best, and I wasn’t even close. I was just a whore which couldn’t even protect myself, and if I couldn’t protect myself there was no way I could protect my friends. Dash would hate me.

“Please Scoots.” I looked at her with a sad face. “Talk to me, I can help you whatever it is, I promise.” She was almost choking on tears herself.

“Can I go home?”

“No,” she said sternly making me whimper.

“Hey what’s happening over there?” We both looked at a white unicorn guard in golden armor, he walked over to us eyeing Dash. “Why do you have that filly pinned down to the ground?”

“She’s my friend and she won’t tell me what’s wrong, she’s the filly that’s been missing for weeks.”

“Really.”

“Yeah and I’m trying to figure out where she’s been.” Dash stared at me intently and I started to breathe fast trembling under her sight. “Scootaloo calm down.” I passed out. I gasped sitting up in my bed in a cold sweat. The feeling of my bed made me look down, then at my bedroom door hearing Dash talking to my parents.

“Well then we’ll ask her,” my father said, they all stood up. I got off my bed hiding under it, closing the side so they wouldn’t be able to get to me. My safe place, the place I made sure could survive a blast from Spike’s fire blast. Nothing could get me in here, not even him, or Dash.

“Scootaloo are you awake?” My mom asked, knocking and I rolled into a ball shivering scared. “Scootaloo?” My bedroom door opened and they came into the room.

“What the hell?!” My father said with panic in his voice. “Where is she?!”

“The window’s weren’t opened,” Dash said, probably checking the locks. “And we would’ve heard her if she opened her door. She has to be in here.” I heard my bed get thrown off my frame and Dash tapped the metal dome that protected me.

“Where did that come from?” my mom asked.

“Scoots, please come out,” Dash soothed.

“Go away,” I begged, seeing the monster in the darkness around me.

“Scootaloo you get out here this instant,” my father scolded, I put ear muffs on and rolled into a tighter ball whimpering.

“What do we do?” my mom asked, I could still hear them, but now it was soft. “There’s no way we’re getting through this metal, I don’t even know where she got it from, but this is solid.” My mom knocked on it.

“She’ll have to come out sooner or later,” my dad growled.

“I have three months worth of rations and a toilet!” They all paused and I looked at the drain pipe, food and water. I had made this as a last resort, but I had more like three days, not three months. “Please, go away,” I begged choking on my words.

“Scoots lets.” Dash paused and went over to the other side of the room. “Oh,” Dash said with a sad voice. “Scoots is this why you’re hiding?”

“Hospital bill?” my mom asked confused.

“This is all my fault. She must’ve crashed, and broke the scooter that I gave her for her birthday.”

“I didn’t, it—” I stopped, I couldn’t say he broke it, they wouldn’t understand. “I didn’t wake up till a while ago.” They all went silent. “I’m sorry about breaking it, I was trying to get it fixed, but I broke my wings, a leg and a few ribs, and I couldn’t figure out what to do. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make everypony worry.” Dash sighed relieved.

“Thank Celestia!” my father said, and they all started to laugh relieved.

“What’s so funny?” I asked, taking off the ear muffs.

“We had thought something else,” my mom said, letting out a breath. “We didn’t realize it was because of a stupid scooter and getting hurt that you hadn’t come home. We thought you had been fillynapped.” My mother started to cry. “Please come out, you’re not in trouble, I swear to you that you’re not in trouble.”

“But—”

“Scoots,” Dash started. “I told you that scooter was a new model, it was probably going to break, please we just want you to come out. I'll get you another one if that’ll make you feel better, or rather after they fix the problem with this model.”

“But y—” I paused and they stayed silent. They weren’t that thing that hurt me, they would protect me, they could protect me, but he was so strong and fast. They couldn’t hope to protect me from a monster, not from him.

“Please Scoots,” Dash begged. I sighed opening the side of my bed and coming out into my room looking at them sitting calmly. My father sat rather roughly, and in the light, his orange coat and purple mane made him seem rather imposing. My mother’s pinkish purple coat and mane just made her seem uneasy. Dash put my bed back down and padded it, I moved to get on and my dad grabbed me hugging me tightly.

“Thank Celestia you’re alright,” my father said. I cried lightly into his chest and he wrapped his wings around me. My mom wiped her tears away smiling.

“I’m so sorry for making you worry.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine. Dash, would you please go let everypony know that she’s alright and home.”

“Sure thing.” She left and my dad set me down kissing my head.

“Are you tired?” my mom asked and I nodded. “Good, then we’ll talk about this some more in the morning, but you missed a lot of school and other things. So we’re going to have to figure things out, but I’m sure it’ll be fine.” I hadn’t even thought about that. “Get some rest and we’ll talk in the morning alright.” She rubbed my face softly. I smiled a little and she hugged me tightly kissing me.

“Mom.”

“I’m glad you’re alright, just go to sleep.” I nodded. They left my room and I yawned waiting a few minutes before going to the bathroom taking a much desired shower. I laid in the hot water taking in the warm air.

“They can’t protect you.” I turned around looking for the source of his voice. Tears washed down with the water as I felt my belly. While it no longer hurt, the feeling was still there in my memory burning me every time I looked down. After my shower I went to my bed laying down and falling asleep.

Author's Note

better editing 6/13/14