The Written Fatality of Rainbow 'Danger' Dash

(Rainbowdash's POV)

3 months later.

I walked to the schoolhouse to pick up Scootaloo with a determined look in my eyes, and a little kick in my hoofsteps. I was thoroughly convinced that today was the day. As I reached the window, I could see the orange filly looking around the room, bored at her desk. Then her eyes wandered over to the window where I was. Scootaloo hoof-pumped the air, then smiled at me. I smiled back. I walked into the schoolhouse.

"Yes, Rainbowdash?" Ms. Cheerilee asked.

"I'm just here to pick up Scootaloo early." I replied. Sweetie Belle and Applebloom waved as I walked her out of the school. "Scootaloo, I think today is the day." I said.

"You really think so?" she gasped.

"Yes. I am super duper 20% cooler sure of it." I replied. As I arranged a cloud for her to sit on, then helped her fly up, since she had trained, as me her trainer, and didn't need a surface to ride on up. I was proud of her. I flew over to a cloud, then flew straight up into the air. My wings clutched close to my body, going into a nosedive. It was unreal. My mane flapping in the wind, my eyes going teary with how fast I was going. Then, a loud bang ricochet through the clearing, and I could feel an almost paralyzing pain go through my wing and heart. I swerved to the right, blood intertwining with the rainbow trail behind me. I smashed into the ground, skidding and rolling over, my neck snapping with the impact. I finally stopped, thanks to the ground. I was barely breathing, and I could just barely see a small orange face over me, tears running down her cheeks. I was bleeding out fast. "Scootaloo... just remember me when I'm gone. I won't make it in time for you to get help..." I said.

Her went black as Luna's night.

"YES! YES! WE GOT HER!" Midnight Moon said excitedly, hoof bumping her faithful friend, Backfire. They laughed. "Only 5 more element ponies to go. This should be easy, considering how easy it was to shoot this one out of the sky." the evil moon princess snarled. Backfire nodded. They flew away, going to get their next target.