Daughter of Do: Parallel Pathsby xaroquanChaptersChapter 2: ScootabuseChapter 3: You don't have to be AfraidPart 2: Walking AlonePart 3: Walking AlonePart 4: Walking AlonePart 5: Walking AloneChapter 1: Adventure of DaphnePart 1: Walking AloneChapter 2: ScootabuseScootaloo awoke. She was no longer in the bed she had found inside of a store. She checked her surroundings and she curled up into a ball when she realized where she was. She was back at the orphanage. "N-n-n-n-n-o-o-o-o b-u-u-u-u-u-t-t-t h-o-o-o-o-w...." Scootaloo weakly said. "Scoo-sc-scootaloo!" a mocking voice said. "I'm not a chicken!" Scootaloo cried. "Bwah Bwah Bwah" the voice mocked. "Stop it!!!!" Scootaloo yelled. Suddenly about 20 other fillies surrounded her and all in unison started to make fun of Scootaloo throwing random jabs and insults at the pegasus. First were the stupid ones, who couldn't joke if their lives depended on it. "Earth Pegasus!" "Groundasus!" "Walkasus!" Then were the two who's verbal jabs almost hurt physically, this time they used Spitfire, and Rainbow Dash. "Dammit! Our showstarter kid is injured, anypony available? the voice said. "Well Captain Spitfire, there is Scootaloo." the other voice said. "Cancel the show." the first voice said. "Are you sure ma'am?" the second voice replied. "Yeah, I'd rather have Derpy crash into me in the middle of a show then have that sorry excuse of a pegasus try and show start for us." the first voice said. "STOP!" Scootaloo shouted. "OH! OH! I got one" The second voice said. "What is it?" The first voice asked. "Hey squirt. Ready to fly?" the second voice asked. Scootaloo's heart sank when she realized they were making fun of her as Rainbow Dash. "Yeah, Rainbow Dash you're so awesome! I wanna grow up and be just like you!" the first voice said. "Yeah right. Lets go ahead and do this though." the second voice replied. "OK!" the first voice said. The two pretended to be pegasi with the first one falling flat on their face to imitate Scootaloo's lack of ability to fly. Her heart sank further at the next verbal jab. "You know what squirt? Not only will you never be as good as me, you won't ever make it into the wonderbolts when you grow up, you're the worst flyer I've ever seen, and you can forget about me training you, I'm officially kicking you out from under my wing. You are no longer welcome to train with me, NOW GO!" the second voice said. Before the first voice could reply, Scootaloo yelled. "STOP! JUST STOP! WHAT IS IT WITH YOU! DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO INCONSIDERATE! YOU ARE ALL SO MEAN!" she yelled. "Well looks like she is getting hostile, time to get help." the first voice said, the second one nodded their head in agreement. Scootaloo's expression went from scared to terrified when they said that, cause she knew what it meant. Two colts stepped out from the crowd. Visibly larger than the other's, you'd question how they are even colts. Scootaloo knew what was about to happen. A term the other filles and colts started calling, 'Scootabuse'. "Hey little girl, need some help?" The first asked. "Let me help you up." The second said. The second one helped her up, and then punched her directly in her side, knocking her down again. The two then began to punch and kick at Scootaloo over and over. The crowd started chanting. "SCOOTABUSE! SCOOTABUSE! SCOOTABUSE! SCOOTABUSE!" The chants were not to get help, they were to encourage the beating Scootaloo was recieving. By the time they were done, Scootaloo lay in a pool of her own blood, barely moving. The two colts then picked her up and threw her out of the orphanage. Scootaloo weakly trotted away barely able to stand, finally finding an alley with a well hidden box in it. She trotted over and layed down in the box and began to cry softly. It was a miracle Scootaloo was still alive. It was the third beating this week, each beating worse than the last. "Maybe its a sign I'm not wanted...." Scootaloo weakly said. . Author's Note I hated writing this. Scootaloo is my favorite filly in mlp. I did not like writing this. It goes along with the story however, the story is centered around Daphne and Scootaloo. Chapter 3: You don't have to be AfraidDaphne awoke inside a barn, and she was terrified when she realized it was the same one she'd just tried to run from. A light turned on, and she saw the orange mare from before, but she clearly saw the mare's Emerald Green Eyes, and that they were more awake than before. Daphne wanted to get up, but didn't as she saw the mare begin to talk. "Howdy. Name's Applejack, but my friends call me AJ fer short." Applejack said Daphne simply nodded, still pretty terrified. "Hey, it's alright, You don't have to be afraid." AJ Said. The words hit Daphne like a brick, and kept repeating in her head... You don't have to be Afraid... You don't have to be Afraid.. You don't have to be.................... afraid. "U-um... i-im... Daphne..." Daphne weakly said. "Well howdy Daphne, uh... ya got a last name?" AJ asked. "You won't believe me... nopony else would... they just hurt me for it.." Daphne sadly stated. "Hey, ah'm promising, ah wont lay a hoof on ya if ya tell me." AJ replied. "Do... Daphne Do..." Daphne said hesitantly. "Do... huh. You mean the same last name as that mare from the book Adventures of Daring Do?" AJ Asked. "...how'd you know...?" Daphne asked. "One of my friends Rainbow Dash, wont stop talking about her, another, Princess Twilight, she has every book, they both read the books a lot." "O-oh..." Daphne simply got out, not wanting to mention that her mother was dead. "Ah'm gonna guess on the condition yer in that ya got seperated from yer mother, am ah right?" AJ asked. Daphne was too afraid to tell the truth, normally AJ could tell a liar, but she hadn't known Daphne long enough, and Daphne's bad condition would just give off that she's that... in bad condition, so Daphne lied. "Y-Yeah... I did.." Daphne lied. "Well... let me tell ya a little story, about my parents. Ya see, my mom and dad, they died in a fire at the old barn. Big Mac was able to save Applebloom, who was just a foal at the time, she honestly never really got to see her parents. After the funeral, a few days later, our grandmother, Granny Smith came over, and she runs the farm now. Applebloom's my little sister, Big Macintosh is my big brother." AJ told Daphne. Hearing Applejack talking about her own parents dying, Daphne summoned the courage to tell Applejack the truth. "I lied before... but hearing you tell the truth... It made me realize I need to as well. My mommy has been dead for 3 years now." Daphne told AJ. "....wow. That explains no new books, and no ah don't care about the fact there's been no more books, it's just Dash has wondered why... but that has ta sting.. how old are you? 8? 9?" AJ talked. "7." Daphne simply replied. "Damn." AJ one worded. "How come you tried to run me off early this morning?" Daphne asked. "Ah was kinda tired and thought you were just a thief. Sorry about that." AJ said, chuckling embarassingly. "Oh." Daphne said. "Yeah, see we've been having a few thieves as of late, so ah thought you were just another." AJ then stated. "Oh." Daphne again said. "Uh... ya hungry at all?" AJ asked. "Yeah... starved." Daphne replied, looking at AJ like she was a bit screwy for asking that having just learned what she did about Daphne. "Aheh right, silly me. Come on, ah'll go get ya some food." AJ said. Daphne got up and followed AJ weakly, having gotten the strength to move over the talk she'd been having. =End Chapter 3= Author's Note We've returned. :) Part 2: Walking AloneScootaloo could still see nothing... yet she could feel something... wait.. was she riding on somepony's back? During Scootaloo's Pass Out "STOP!" A mare's voice called out from behind the stallion. "And what are you gonna do missy?" the stallion asked, as he turned around holding a knife to Scootaloo's neck, facing the one formerly known as The Great and Powerful Trixie. "This" Trixie simply said, before yanking the knife out of his hoof with her magic before he could react and throwing it away. "Guess I'll have to hurt somepony else it would seem..." the stallion said, growling. "Bring it on Scarface." Trixie replied. "..... Screw you!" the stallion yelled, charging at Trixie, swinging a left hook at her. Trixie dodged the punch and sweeped him off his feet and with a single punch to the jaw, knocked him cold, and for good measure, hit him once again before giving an old style quote. "The Great and Powerful Trixie cannot stand worthless trash like yourself. She hates when ponies do things like this because it is absolutely sickening. Like you. If Trixie EVER sees you again, she can assure you... it will not end nearly as well for you." Trixie told the stallion, before picking Scootaloo up and putting the passed out filly on her back. Back to Present Scootaloo began to wake up... she could see she was on somepony blue... Rainbow Dash? No... just a slight shade too dark... Scootaloo looked up to get a better look, and saw a white mane "Who are you...?" Scootaloo asked weakly. "Trixie Lulamoon. Your lucky I showed up, otherwise you might not have been here anymore." Trixie replied. "Yeah... I know, somepony was going to kill me...." Scootaloo weakly said back. "Not just anypony, a hardened criminal. One who's known for killing young fillies and colts." Trixie said with a serious tone. "O-Oh..." Scootaloo nervously replied. Trixie took Scootaloo back to a small trailer that she still owned from her 'Glory Days' as some would call it, opening the door and taking the young injured filly inside before laying her down on a warm bed. "T-thank y-you... T-Trixie..." Scootaloo said, appreciatively. "You are more than welcome." Trixie replied. "I-I'm Scootaloo." Scootaloo said. "That's a nice name." Trixie said, before asking a question. "What is somepony like you wandering the streets at night like this alone?" "Homeless...." Scootaloo simply replied. "Oh... I am sorry for that." Trixie said back. "It's fine... nopony will find use for me... I'm just a pegasus who can't fly..." Scootaloo said, tearing up. "Listen..." Trixie said as she looked Scootaloo in the eyes. "You aren't useless because you can't fly. Just like Magic isn't everything to a Unicorn, Flying isn't everything to a Pegasus, even if they believe so. There are so many other opportunities out there that can help you shine bright like a star that doesn't involve your wings. Trust me, I'd know something similar, as I once was really just an almost talentless unicorn who lied her way into making ponies think she was something great." Trixie finished. "Great and Powerful...?" Scootaloo questioned. "That is correct young one. I indeed was the one known as The Great and Powerful Trixie. But I have since moved on to better things in life." Trixie answered. "O-Oh... I'm glad... ponies always said you were bad." Scootaloo said. "At one point, they were correct. I have changed however, and would like to offer you a chance to live with me." Trixie replied. "R-R-R-R-Really...?" Scootaloo asked, with complete hope. "Yes, I mean it. You can live with me." Trixie replied. "T-Thank you!" Scootaloo said, excited before she hugged Trixie with all the strength she could at the time. "Your welcome..." Trixie replied, hugging the filly back softly, as to avoid hurting her. Scootaloo cried joyously as Trixie held her, happy to finally have a home, after being homeless all her life. "I will clean you up in the morning, but for now, you need to rest Scootaloo." Trixie said. "O-Ok..." Scootaloo replied, laying down and closing her eyes. Scootaloo was shocked when she felt something warm against her in the next few seconds, and she opened her eyes slightly to see Trixie curled around her protectively, also providing the filly with warmth. The only word Scootaloo could muster out was... "Mommy...." Scootaloo said silently, before falling off into the world of sleep. Part 3: Walking Alone6:00 AM Scootaloo slowly opened her eyes to see she was in the embrace of Trixie, and simply smiled, happy to feel something she's never had before, not looking up at Trixie's face however, she didn't know Trixie was already awake. "How'd you sleep little one?" Trixie asked, smiling. "Eep" Scootaloo squeaked. "Aw, your adorable." Trixie said with a giggle. "U-U-Um.. t-t-thanks..." Scootaloo said nervously. "Don't be nervous around me, I will not harm you. It's time to get you cleaned up." Trixie said. "O-Ok." Scootaloo replied. Trixie took Scootaloo to the very small bathroom in her trailer "Are you afraid of water?" Trixie asked. "Y-Y-Yes..." Scootaloo admitted. "Don't worry about It, I'll make sure your safe." Trixie said, before getting in the tub herself and running the water, then having Scootaloo held close to her side. Scootaloo was still a bit scared, shaking just a little. "Hey hey hey, it's alright, I promise you, I'm not going to let a thing hurt you." Trixie said with a smile, nuzzling Scootaloo. "T-thank you..." Scootaloo said, slightly nuzzling back. "Tell me a bit about yourself. How'd you end up like this?" Trixie asked. "......" Scootaloo said nothing. "Hard subject to talk about isn't it?" Trixie pondered. Scootaloo simply nodded. "Don't worry, I've been in that position before. It's hard for me to talk about my early time as a child too. All I ever had was my mother. My father was never there for us, and the times he was, he beat both my mother and me. ...I'd rather not say what it lead to. It's... not pretty." Trixie said, shuddering at the vision that come to her head. "I-I-I won't tell anypony..." Scootaloo said. "You can't, alright? This is really hard for me to admit... the reason I used to be a showmare was mostly to act and try to act tough yes.. but the side no one knew it was about was to avoid using powerful magic. I became scared of powerful magic after one day I'd had enough with my father, and my magic went out of control... killing both my parents." Trixie said, before continuing. "I wasn't as much torn about my father as I was my mother... I was really only sad because of my mother getting killed by the outburst... my father I didn't care about. I was glad he was dead..." Trixie finished. Scootaloo could not muster any words to reply with, just looking up at Trixie before hugging the Azure Unicorn's neck tightly "Do you think you can tell me a little about yourself now?" Trixie asked the young pegasus. "I-I-I never knew my parents..." Scootaloo said. "I-I-I grew up in the orphange for 7 years... b-b-before I ran away to Ponyville... t-t-they found me again recently a-a-and I ran away again... I-I-I miss my friends.... b-b-but I can't go back to Ponyville a-a-as l-l-long as t-t-the orphanage knows i-im there....." Scootaloo tearfully said. "You don't have to go back to the orphanage... and I'll make sure you can go back to Ponyville one day... I won't let you be harmed any longer... I can't stand hearing a young filly being hurt... knowing how my own life was as a child...." Trixie said, also tearing up a bit herself. "Y-Y-You really mean I can stay with you?" Scootaloo asked, with hope. "Yes. I refuse to let you be stuck outside in the cold... you will stay with me and I will do my best to make sure you are properly taken care of, you will never have to worry about being beaten and threatened again... and when I get you back in Ponyville, you let me know when anypony is threatening you and I'll take care of it." Trixie boldly says, nuzzling Scootaloo again. Scootaloo began to sob happily, burying her face in Trixie's side, thinking about how it will be to finally have a good life, and no longer one where she's beaten, threatened and so much more every day "Lets get you washed now. Afterwards I'll fix you some breakfast and then we can walk around together." Trixie said, smiling. "O-Ok!" Scootaloo said, excitedly. Author's Note Alternate Title: Part 3: Walking Alone No More Will resume after the bath is taken next chapter. Part 4: Walking AloneScootaloo shivered, just getting out of the tub, Trixie had held her close and cleaned her throughout, due to the orange fillies fear of water. "Do you feel better now Scootaloo?" Trixie asked, smiling. "Y-Y-Yeah..." Scootaloo said slowly, still seeming a bit nervous and shy. "Do you want to go for a walk?" Trixie asked. "R-Really?" Scootaloo asked back. "Yes. I love to take morning strolls, and well.. I'd love for you to come along with me." Trixie replied, smiling. "U-U-Um.. I don't think I can take an entire stroll..." Scootaloo said, frowning. "Oh that's ok, you can ride on my back if you want" Trixie said, "I-I can?" Scootaloo asked. "Mhm, I do not mind at all." Trixie said, smile widening. "T-Thank you" Scootaloo said with a smile of her own, before hugging Trixie, who then hugged back. "Aw. You're welcome." Trixie replied, ruffling the fillies mane playfully, which drew a giggle from Scootaloo. "T-That tickles." Scootaloo stated. "Hehe, there are things that tickle much more than that little one." Trixie said, grinning. "R-Really? Like what?" Scootaloo wondered. "Like... this!" Trixie said, before nudging Scootaloo onto her back and blowing a raspberry into the orange stomach of Scootaloo, which made Scootaloo laugh uncontrollably to the point she almost cried. "S-Stop that!" Scootaloo squeaked. "You're very ticklish." Trixie stated, before stopping. "E-Eep" Scootaloo squeaked. "And very adorable." Trixie then continued. "U-U-Um thanks.." Scootaloo said, blushing a bit out of embarassment. "Heh, let's go for our walk shall we?" Trixie asked. "O-ok." Scootaloo replied. Trixie then levitated the young filly onto her back and proceeded to leave the trailer, going for a little stroll Author's Note Sorry for the shorter-ness..-ness... than usual I had to do something so this one was a bit rushed. Part 5 will be the final part of walking alone and will feature the first part of it being a talk during the stroll. Part 5: Walking AloneSomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.Chapter 1: Adventure of Daphne==FLASHBACK== Daphne was in disbelief. She was frozen in place. What was she to do? She looked over at her mother. Her mother wasn't moving or breathing. "Mommy! Mommy! Wake up mommy!" Daphne said tearing up. Her mom, Daring, her mom's corpse lay on the ground, lifeless. "Mommy please wake up!" Daphne said, trying to wake her mother up, but to no avail. After about 10 minutes of trying, she gave up. She said to herself crying "Mommy..... is gone." said Daphne. Daphne spent about an hour burying her mother. "Mommy... why.... why now.... just why...." Daphne said, her voice slowly losing life. Daphne realized she could do nothing and with her final goodbye to her mother, she took a pendant her mother had that had her own name on it, reading Daphne Do , and she then walked off, to go on a journey of her own. ==Present== Daphne was very skinny. It was horrendous to look at her because of how skinny she was. She was bullied to no end by other fillies and colts, and ridiculed by mares and stallions. She was beaten up many times on her journey but never stopped trying to find somewhere to live. She had to be strong, it's what her mother would have wanted. She couldn't let these beatings, physical and mental, get to her, she was the daughter of Daring Do, who no matter what situation she was in, never lost hope, and always found a way out, she knew that she was capable of doing it as well. She come to a stop when she saw a sign that read Welcome to Ponyville. She thought to herself, finally breaking after all the abuse and punishment she took Why am I stopping here? Im only going to be spat on and hurt like usual. Im nothing like my mother, she is probably ashamed of me. I don't deserve to be here. Despite this she went forward with what little strength she had left. It was very early in the morning, nopony was up at this hour. She went through the town, all asleep, before coming to a path of a dirt road. She followed it and found another sign after travelling down the path for a good amount of time. This sign read, Sweet Apple Acres. Daphne looked around. This was obviously a farm, and by looking at the trees, not just any farm, the trees along with the sign, pointed out the obvious. She was in an apple farm. Daphne hadn't eaten real food in 3 years. Surviving off of what little junk she could find she did something she never thought she would do. Even with what little strength she had she was able to pull of a simple technique her mother taught her, and managed to silently grab about 6 apples, and put them in her small pouch. Looking forward at the farm she knew that she couldn't go inside for the risk of waking up the inhabitants. She then turned to walk away but it began to rain. She looked for somewhere she could go and spotted a small treehouse. She ran as fast as her remaining strength would allow her to, and she opened the door of the treehouse, which was empty. She closed the door and collapsed on the floor. Reaching inside of her pouch she pulled out an apple to eat it. She took a small bite and let out a small moan of pleasure, the apple was the best food she could remember ever having. Just then the door flew open. Daphne didn't know how somepony found her, but then she looked closely. She had been bleeding and left a trail of blood leading up to... right where she was laying down. She thought she must have cut herself when she did the technique her mother taught her. She then looked closer at the pony in the door. It was an orange mare with droopy eyes, obviously they had been awaken by something, and she had a blonde mane. Before Daphne could say anything or even move, the orange mare opened her mouth in shock. "What in tarnation?!? THIEF!!!" the mare said. Before Daphne could open up her mouth to respond and try to reason with the mare, the mare stomped her hoof down and proceeded to talk again. "GO ON, GIT YA LIL' VARMIT!" the mare shouted. Daphne took this as a sign of the orange mare becoming a threat and she knew even if she was in peak condition she wouldn't have been able to take this mare on in a fight, so she knew if she stayed she might die if the mare got hostile. So she threw her pouch down with the apples she had collected, knowing if she didn't the mare would probably follow her. She then ran, with a new burst of energy, from the bite of apple she had taken, and due to being more scared than she could ever remember. Normally she wasn't scared when she was confronted, but after the abuse she had taken she didn't have the bravery anymore. She ran and ran and ran and ran until she reached the entrance not of the farm, but all the way to where the sign she had first saw when she had come upon Ponyville. As she was about to make a break from the small town her legs wobbled underneath her and her vision got blurry. She started waving around, almost as a drunken mare or stallion would, lost her balance and then... ...Collapsed. Darkness. Her mind was still open. Am I dead? Is this what it feels like to be dead? Is this what mommy was feeling? Mommy where are you? Dead... Mommy? Mommy? I love you mommy. I love you...... Her thoughts then went into darkness as well. End Part 1 Part 1: Walking AloneScootaloo limped as she walked, still very beat up from the orphanage, she'd been walking for hours on end. "Why do I continue to try...." Scootaloo asked herself. It had been 8 hard years of absolute hell for the young orange filly. She never knew her real parents, she was ridiculed all the time for not being able to fly. She tried to escape the orphanage so many times. But she failed every time... except once. When she lived in Ponyville, with all her friends. This is why it was so shocking for her to wake back up in the orphanage, away from what she was calling 'home' and she was treated just like before at the orphanage. "How did they find me.... when did they find me.... where did they find me..." Scootaloo continued to murmur to herself. It was pouring the rain outside, but Scootaloo didn't care. She didn't care about anything anymore. Why should she? Nothing seemed to care about her, so why should she care about anything? Scootaloo often asked herself this too. "Why am I even alive... cause I don't have a purpose.... no cause... no cutie mark... and now I have no friends either..." Scootaloo continued Scootaloo didn't want to live anymore. She was very highly considering ending it all, now that she didn't even have the Cutie Mark Crusaders or Rainbow Dash in her life, or for that matter, anypony in her life. She was alone, just like she'd always been before Ponyville. "I've always been homeless... nothing I ever do matters... I'm useless... nopony will ever want me... It's just a lost cause... im a lost cause...." Scootaloo said about herself. "The one good thing in my life... now it's gone too... now I don't have a life.... and I don't want one either..." Scootaloo said, suicide something she was currently highly contemplating. A deep voice came from behind Scootaloo, one of a stallion, and one that scared Scootaloo greatly, and she began running, and ran and ran... right into a dead end. "N-No.... t-this isn't r-real..." Scootaloo said, turning around and saw the stallion approaching her, nowhere to go because of her inability to fly. After all the thoughts of her not mattering to herself and everything, Scootaloo in this moment was still scared... she knew at this time, she didn't want to die yet, but she might not have a choice. The stallion stopped in front of Scootaloo, a scar across his eye and he wielded a knife as he chuckled heartlessly. "I hope you aren't as fidgety as the last one kid..." the stallion said, with an evil grin. Scootaloo gulped, closing her eyes, just knowing it was the end as the stallion got ready to bring his knife down on Scootaloo's ear. "This is it... this is the end..." Scootaloo thought to herself, tears forming... and then everything went black. Scootaloo's vision faded.... the one question remained. Was she dead? Or did something else happen?
Chapter 2: ScootabuseScootaloo awoke. She was no longer in the bed she had found inside of a store. She checked her surroundings and she curled up into a ball when she realized where she was. She was back at the orphanage. "N-n-n-n-n-o-o-o-o b-u-u-u-u-u-t-t-t h-o-o-o-o-w...." Scootaloo weakly said. "Scoo-sc-scootaloo!" a mocking voice said. "I'm not a chicken!" Scootaloo cried. "Bwah Bwah Bwah" the voice mocked. "Stop it!!!!" Scootaloo yelled. Suddenly about 20 other fillies surrounded her and all in unison started to make fun of Scootaloo throwing random jabs and insults at the pegasus. First were the stupid ones, who couldn't joke if their lives depended on it. "Earth Pegasus!" "Groundasus!" "Walkasus!" Then were the two who's verbal jabs almost hurt physically, this time they used Spitfire, and Rainbow Dash. "Dammit! Our showstarter kid is injured, anypony available? the voice said. "Well Captain Spitfire, there is Scootaloo." the other voice said. "Cancel the show." the first voice said. "Are you sure ma'am?" the second voice replied. "Yeah, I'd rather have Derpy crash into me in the middle of a show then have that sorry excuse of a pegasus try and show start for us." the first voice said. "STOP!" Scootaloo shouted. "OH! OH! I got one" The second voice said. "What is it?" The first voice asked. "Hey squirt. Ready to fly?" the second voice asked. Scootaloo's heart sank when she realized they were making fun of her as Rainbow Dash. "Yeah, Rainbow Dash you're so awesome! I wanna grow up and be just like you!" the first voice said. "Yeah right. Lets go ahead and do this though." the second voice replied. "OK!" the first voice said. The two pretended to be pegasi with the first one falling flat on their face to imitate Scootaloo's lack of ability to fly. Her heart sank further at the next verbal jab. "You know what squirt? Not only will you never be as good as me, you won't ever make it into the wonderbolts when you grow up, you're the worst flyer I've ever seen, and you can forget about me training you, I'm officially kicking you out from under my wing. You are no longer welcome to train with me, NOW GO!" the second voice said. Before the first voice could reply, Scootaloo yelled. "STOP! JUST STOP! WHAT IS IT WITH YOU! DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO INCONSIDERATE! YOU ARE ALL SO MEAN!" she yelled. "Well looks like she is getting hostile, time to get help." the first voice said, the second one nodded their head in agreement. Scootaloo's expression went from scared to terrified when they said that, cause she knew what it meant. Two colts stepped out from the crowd. Visibly larger than the other's, you'd question how they are even colts. Scootaloo knew what was about to happen. A term the other filles and colts started calling, 'Scootabuse'. "Hey little girl, need some help?" The first asked. "Let me help you up." The second said. The second one helped her up, and then punched her directly in her side, knocking her down again. The two then began to punch and kick at Scootaloo over and over. The crowd started chanting. "SCOOTABUSE! SCOOTABUSE! SCOOTABUSE! SCOOTABUSE!" The chants were not to get help, they were to encourage the beating Scootaloo was recieving. By the time they were done, Scootaloo lay in a pool of her own blood, barely moving. The two colts then picked her up and threw her out of the orphanage. Scootaloo weakly trotted away barely able to stand, finally finding an alley with a well hidden box in it. She trotted over and layed down in the box and began to cry softly. It was a miracle Scootaloo was still alive. It was the third beating this week, each beating worse than the last. "Maybe its a sign I'm not wanted...." Scootaloo weakly said. . Author's Note I hated writing this. Scootaloo is my favorite filly in mlp. I did not like writing this. It goes along with the story however, the story is centered around Daphne and Scootaloo.
Chapter 3: You don't have to be AfraidDaphne awoke inside a barn, and she was terrified when she realized it was the same one she'd just tried to run from. A light turned on, and she saw the orange mare from before, but she clearly saw the mare's Emerald Green Eyes, and that they were more awake than before. Daphne wanted to get up, but didn't as she saw the mare begin to talk. "Howdy. Name's Applejack, but my friends call me AJ fer short." Applejack said Daphne simply nodded, still pretty terrified. "Hey, it's alright, You don't have to be afraid." AJ Said. The words hit Daphne like a brick, and kept repeating in her head... You don't have to be Afraid... You don't have to be Afraid.. You don't have to be.................... afraid. "U-um... i-im... Daphne..." Daphne weakly said. "Well howdy Daphne, uh... ya got a last name?" AJ asked. "You won't believe me... nopony else would... they just hurt me for it.." Daphne sadly stated. "Hey, ah'm promising, ah wont lay a hoof on ya if ya tell me." AJ replied. "Do... Daphne Do..." Daphne said hesitantly. "Do... huh. You mean the same last name as that mare from the book Adventures of Daring Do?" AJ Asked. "...how'd you know...?" Daphne asked. "One of my friends Rainbow Dash, wont stop talking about her, another, Princess Twilight, she has every book, they both read the books a lot." "O-oh..." Daphne simply got out, not wanting to mention that her mother was dead. "Ah'm gonna guess on the condition yer in that ya got seperated from yer mother, am ah right?" AJ asked. Daphne was too afraid to tell the truth, normally AJ could tell a liar, but she hadn't known Daphne long enough, and Daphne's bad condition would just give off that she's that... in bad condition, so Daphne lied. "Y-Yeah... I did.." Daphne lied. "Well... let me tell ya a little story, about my parents. Ya see, my mom and dad, they died in a fire at the old barn. Big Mac was able to save Applebloom, who was just a foal at the time, she honestly never really got to see her parents. After the funeral, a few days later, our grandmother, Granny Smith came over, and she runs the farm now. Applebloom's my little sister, Big Macintosh is my big brother." AJ told Daphne. Hearing Applejack talking about her own parents dying, Daphne summoned the courage to tell Applejack the truth. "I lied before... but hearing you tell the truth... It made me realize I need to as well. My mommy has been dead for 3 years now." Daphne told AJ. "....wow. That explains no new books, and no ah don't care about the fact there's been no more books, it's just Dash has wondered why... but that has ta sting.. how old are you? 8? 9?" AJ talked. "7." Daphne simply replied. "Damn." AJ one worded. "How come you tried to run me off early this morning?" Daphne asked. "Ah was kinda tired and thought you were just a thief. Sorry about that." AJ said, chuckling embarassingly. "Oh." Daphne said. "Yeah, see we've been having a few thieves as of late, so ah thought you were just another." AJ then stated. "Oh." Daphne again said. "Uh... ya hungry at all?" AJ asked. "Yeah... starved." Daphne replied, looking at AJ like she was a bit screwy for asking that having just learned what she did about Daphne. "Aheh right, silly me. Come on, ah'll go get ya some food." AJ said. Daphne got up and followed AJ weakly, having gotten the strength to move over the talk she'd been having. =End Chapter 3= Author's Note We've returned. :)
Part 2: Walking AloneScootaloo could still see nothing... yet she could feel something... wait.. was she riding on somepony's back? During Scootaloo's Pass Out "STOP!" A mare's voice called out from behind the stallion. "And what are you gonna do missy?" the stallion asked, as he turned around holding a knife to Scootaloo's neck, facing the one formerly known as The Great and Powerful Trixie. "This" Trixie simply said, before yanking the knife out of his hoof with her magic before he could react and throwing it away. "Guess I'll have to hurt somepony else it would seem..." the stallion said, growling. "Bring it on Scarface." Trixie replied. "..... Screw you!" the stallion yelled, charging at Trixie, swinging a left hook at her. Trixie dodged the punch and sweeped him off his feet and with a single punch to the jaw, knocked him cold, and for good measure, hit him once again before giving an old style quote. "The Great and Powerful Trixie cannot stand worthless trash like yourself. She hates when ponies do things like this because it is absolutely sickening. Like you. If Trixie EVER sees you again, she can assure you... it will not end nearly as well for you." Trixie told the stallion, before picking Scootaloo up and putting the passed out filly on her back. Back to Present Scootaloo began to wake up... she could see she was on somepony blue... Rainbow Dash? No... just a slight shade too dark... Scootaloo looked up to get a better look, and saw a white mane "Who are you...?" Scootaloo asked weakly. "Trixie Lulamoon. Your lucky I showed up, otherwise you might not have been here anymore." Trixie replied. "Yeah... I know, somepony was going to kill me...." Scootaloo weakly said back. "Not just anypony, a hardened criminal. One who's known for killing young fillies and colts." Trixie said with a serious tone. "O-Oh..." Scootaloo nervously replied. Trixie took Scootaloo back to a small trailer that she still owned from her 'Glory Days' as some would call it, opening the door and taking the young injured filly inside before laying her down on a warm bed. "T-thank y-you... T-Trixie..." Scootaloo said, appreciatively. "You are more than welcome." Trixie replied. "I-I'm Scootaloo." Scootaloo said. "That's a nice name." Trixie said, before asking a question. "What is somepony like you wandering the streets at night like this alone?" "Homeless...." Scootaloo simply replied. "Oh... I am sorry for that." Trixie said back. "It's fine... nopony will find use for me... I'm just a pegasus who can't fly..." Scootaloo said, tearing up. "Listen..." Trixie said as she looked Scootaloo in the eyes. "You aren't useless because you can't fly. Just like Magic isn't everything to a Unicorn, Flying isn't everything to a Pegasus, even if they believe so. There are so many other opportunities out there that can help you shine bright like a star that doesn't involve your wings. Trust me, I'd know something similar, as I once was really just an almost talentless unicorn who lied her way into making ponies think she was something great." Trixie finished. "Great and Powerful...?" Scootaloo questioned. "That is correct young one. I indeed was the one known as The Great and Powerful Trixie. But I have since moved on to better things in life." Trixie answered. "O-Oh... I'm glad... ponies always said you were bad." Scootaloo said. "At one point, they were correct. I have changed however, and would like to offer you a chance to live with me." Trixie replied. "R-R-R-R-Really...?" Scootaloo asked, with complete hope. "Yes, I mean it. You can live with me." Trixie replied. "T-Thank you!" Scootaloo said, excited before she hugged Trixie with all the strength she could at the time. "Your welcome..." Trixie replied, hugging the filly back softly, as to avoid hurting her. Scootaloo cried joyously as Trixie held her, happy to finally have a home, after being homeless all her life. "I will clean you up in the morning, but for now, you need to rest Scootaloo." Trixie said. "O-Ok..." Scootaloo replied, laying down and closing her eyes. Scootaloo was shocked when she felt something warm against her in the next few seconds, and she opened her eyes slightly to see Trixie curled around her protectively, also providing the filly with warmth. The only word Scootaloo could muster out was... "Mommy...." Scootaloo said silently, before falling off into the world of sleep.
Part 3: Walking Alone6:00 AM Scootaloo slowly opened her eyes to see she was in the embrace of Trixie, and simply smiled, happy to feel something she's never had before, not looking up at Trixie's face however, she didn't know Trixie was already awake. "How'd you sleep little one?" Trixie asked, smiling. "Eep" Scootaloo squeaked. "Aw, your adorable." Trixie said with a giggle. "U-U-Um.. t-t-thanks..." Scootaloo said nervously. "Don't be nervous around me, I will not harm you. It's time to get you cleaned up." Trixie said. "O-Ok." Scootaloo replied. Trixie took Scootaloo to the very small bathroom in her trailer "Are you afraid of water?" Trixie asked. "Y-Y-Yes..." Scootaloo admitted. "Don't worry about It, I'll make sure your safe." Trixie said, before getting in the tub herself and running the water, then having Scootaloo held close to her side. Scootaloo was still a bit scared, shaking just a little. "Hey hey hey, it's alright, I promise you, I'm not going to let a thing hurt you." Trixie said with a smile, nuzzling Scootaloo. "T-thank you..." Scootaloo said, slightly nuzzling back. "Tell me a bit about yourself. How'd you end up like this?" Trixie asked. "......" Scootaloo said nothing. "Hard subject to talk about isn't it?" Trixie pondered. Scootaloo simply nodded. "Don't worry, I've been in that position before. It's hard for me to talk about my early time as a child too. All I ever had was my mother. My father was never there for us, and the times he was, he beat both my mother and me. ...I'd rather not say what it lead to. It's... not pretty." Trixie said, shuddering at the vision that come to her head. "I-I-I won't tell anypony..." Scootaloo said. "You can't, alright? This is really hard for me to admit... the reason I used to be a showmare was mostly to act and try to act tough yes.. but the side no one knew it was about was to avoid using powerful magic. I became scared of powerful magic after one day I'd had enough with my father, and my magic went out of control... killing both my parents." Trixie said, before continuing. "I wasn't as much torn about my father as I was my mother... I was really only sad because of my mother getting killed by the outburst... my father I didn't care about. I was glad he was dead..." Trixie finished. Scootaloo could not muster any words to reply with, just looking up at Trixie before hugging the Azure Unicorn's neck tightly "Do you think you can tell me a little about yourself now?" Trixie asked the young pegasus. "I-I-I never knew my parents..." Scootaloo said. "I-I-I grew up in the orphange for 7 years... b-b-before I ran away to Ponyville... t-t-they found me again recently a-a-and I ran away again... I-I-I miss my friends.... b-b-but I can't go back to Ponyville a-a-as l-l-long as t-t-the orphanage knows i-im there....." Scootaloo tearfully said. "You don't have to go back to the orphanage... and I'll make sure you can go back to Ponyville one day... I won't let you be harmed any longer... I can't stand hearing a young filly being hurt... knowing how my own life was as a child...." Trixie said, also tearing up a bit herself. "Y-Y-You really mean I can stay with you?" Scootaloo asked, with hope. "Yes. I refuse to let you be stuck outside in the cold... you will stay with me and I will do my best to make sure you are properly taken care of, you will never have to worry about being beaten and threatened again... and when I get you back in Ponyville, you let me know when anypony is threatening you and I'll take care of it." Trixie boldly says, nuzzling Scootaloo again. Scootaloo began to sob happily, burying her face in Trixie's side, thinking about how it will be to finally have a good life, and no longer one where she's beaten, threatened and so much more every day "Lets get you washed now. Afterwards I'll fix you some breakfast and then we can walk around together." Trixie said, smiling. "O-Ok!" Scootaloo said, excitedly. Author's Note Alternate Title: Part 3: Walking Alone No More Will resume after the bath is taken next chapter.
Part 4: Walking AloneScootaloo shivered, just getting out of the tub, Trixie had held her close and cleaned her throughout, due to the orange fillies fear of water. "Do you feel better now Scootaloo?" Trixie asked, smiling. "Y-Y-Yeah..." Scootaloo said slowly, still seeming a bit nervous and shy. "Do you want to go for a walk?" Trixie asked. "R-Really?" Scootaloo asked back. "Yes. I love to take morning strolls, and well.. I'd love for you to come along with me." Trixie replied, smiling. "U-U-Um.. I don't think I can take an entire stroll..." Scootaloo said, frowning. "Oh that's ok, you can ride on my back if you want" Trixie said, "I-I can?" Scootaloo asked. "Mhm, I do not mind at all." Trixie said, smile widening. "T-Thank you" Scootaloo said with a smile of her own, before hugging Trixie, who then hugged back. "Aw. You're welcome." Trixie replied, ruffling the fillies mane playfully, which drew a giggle from Scootaloo. "T-That tickles." Scootaloo stated. "Hehe, there are things that tickle much more than that little one." Trixie said, grinning. "R-Really? Like what?" Scootaloo wondered. "Like... this!" Trixie said, before nudging Scootaloo onto her back and blowing a raspberry into the orange stomach of Scootaloo, which made Scootaloo laugh uncontrollably to the point she almost cried. "S-Stop that!" Scootaloo squeaked. "You're very ticklish." Trixie stated, before stopping. "E-Eep" Scootaloo squeaked. "And very adorable." Trixie then continued. "U-U-Um thanks.." Scootaloo said, blushing a bit out of embarassment. "Heh, let's go for our walk shall we?" Trixie asked. "O-ok." Scootaloo replied. Trixie then levitated the young filly onto her back and proceeded to leave the trailer, going for a little stroll Author's Note Sorry for the shorter-ness..-ness... than usual I had to do something so this one was a bit rushed. Part 5 will be the final part of walking alone and will feature the first part of it being a talk during the stroll.
Part 5: Walking AloneSomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.
Chapter 1: Adventure of Daphne==FLASHBACK== Daphne was in disbelief. She was frozen in place. What was she to do? She looked over at her mother. Her mother wasn't moving or breathing. "Mommy! Mommy! Wake up mommy!" Daphne said tearing up. Her mom, Daring, her mom's corpse lay on the ground, lifeless. "Mommy please wake up!" Daphne said, trying to wake her mother up, but to no avail. After about 10 minutes of trying, she gave up. She said to herself crying "Mommy..... is gone." said Daphne. Daphne spent about an hour burying her mother. "Mommy... why.... why now.... just why...." Daphne said, her voice slowly losing life. Daphne realized she could do nothing and with her final goodbye to her mother, she took a pendant her mother had that had her own name on it, reading Daphne Do , and she then walked off, to go on a journey of her own. ==Present== Daphne was very skinny. It was horrendous to look at her because of how skinny she was. She was bullied to no end by other fillies and colts, and ridiculed by mares and stallions. She was beaten up many times on her journey but never stopped trying to find somewhere to live. She had to be strong, it's what her mother would have wanted. She couldn't let these beatings, physical and mental, get to her, she was the daughter of Daring Do, who no matter what situation she was in, never lost hope, and always found a way out, she knew that she was capable of doing it as well. She come to a stop when she saw a sign that read Welcome to Ponyville. She thought to herself, finally breaking after all the abuse and punishment she took Why am I stopping here? Im only going to be spat on and hurt like usual. Im nothing like my mother, she is probably ashamed of me. I don't deserve to be here. Despite this she went forward with what little strength she had left. It was very early in the morning, nopony was up at this hour. She went through the town, all asleep, before coming to a path of a dirt road. She followed it and found another sign after travelling down the path for a good amount of time. This sign read, Sweet Apple Acres. Daphne looked around. This was obviously a farm, and by looking at the trees, not just any farm, the trees along with the sign, pointed out the obvious. She was in an apple farm. Daphne hadn't eaten real food in 3 years. Surviving off of what little junk she could find she did something she never thought she would do. Even with what little strength she had she was able to pull of a simple technique her mother taught her, and managed to silently grab about 6 apples, and put them in her small pouch. Looking forward at the farm she knew that she couldn't go inside for the risk of waking up the inhabitants. She then turned to walk away but it began to rain. She looked for somewhere she could go and spotted a small treehouse. She ran as fast as her remaining strength would allow her to, and she opened the door of the treehouse, which was empty. She closed the door and collapsed on the floor. Reaching inside of her pouch she pulled out an apple to eat it. She took a small bite and let out a small moan of pleasure, the apple was the best food she could remember ever having. Just then the door flew open. Daphne didn't know how somepony found her, but then she looked closely. She had been bleeding and left a trail of blood leading up to... right where she was laying down. She thought she must have cut herself when she did the technique her mother taught her. She then looked closer at the pony in the door. It was an orange mare with droopy eyes, obviously they had been awaken by something, and she had a blonde mane. Before Daphne could say anything or even move, the orange mare opened her mouth in shock. "What in tarnation?!? THIEF!!!" the mare said. Before Daphne could open up her mouth to respond and try to reason with the mare, the mare stomped her hoof down and proceeded to talk again. "GO ON, GIT YA LIL' VARMIT!" the mare shouted. Daphne took this as a sign of the orange mare becoming a threat and she knew even if she was in peak condition she wouldn't have been able to take this mare on in a fight, so she knew if she stayed she might die if the mare got hostile. So she threw her pouch down with the apples she had collected, knowing if she didn't the mare would probably follow her. She then ran, with a new burst of energy, from the bite of apple she had taken, and due to being more scared than she could ever remember. Normally she wasn't scared when she was confronted, but after the abuse she had taken she didn't have the bravery anymore. She ran and ran and ran and ran until she reached the entrance not of the farm, but all the way to where the sign she had first saw when she had come upon Ponyville. As she was about to make a break from the small town her legs wobbled underneath her and her vision got blurry. She started waving around, almost as a drunken mare or stallion would, lost her balance and then... ...Collapsed. Darkness. Her mind was still open. Am I dead? Is this what it feels like to be dead? Is this what mommy was feeling? Mommy where are you? Dead... Mommy? Mommy? I love you mommy. I love you...... Her thoughts then went into darkness as well. End Part 1
Part 1: Walking AloneScootaloo limped as she walked, still very beat up from the orphanage, she'd been walking for hours on end. "Why do I continue to try...." Scootaloo asked herself. It had been 8 hard years of absolute hell for the young orange filly. She never knew her real parents, she was ridiculed all the time for not being able to fly. She tried to escape the orphanage so many times. But she failed every time... except once. When she lived in Ponyville, with all her friends. This is why it was so shocking for her to wake back up in the orphanage, away from what she was calling 'home' and she was treated just like before at the orphanage. "How did they find me.... when did they find me.... where did they find me..." Scootaloo continued to murmur to herself. It was pouring the rain outside, but Scootaloo didn't care. She didn't care about anything anymore. Why should she? Nothing seemed to care about her, so why should she care about anything? Scootaloo often asked herself this too. "Why am I even alive... cause I don't have a purpose.... no cause... no cutie mark... and now I have no friends either..." Scootaloo continued Scootaloo didn't want to live anymore. She was very highly considering ending it all, now that she didn't even have the Cutie Mark Crusaders or Rainbow Dash in her life, or for that matter, anypony in her life. She was alone, just like she'd always been before Ponyville. "I've always been homeless... nothing I ever do matters... I'm useless... nopony will ever want me... It's just a lost cause... im a lost cause...." Scootaloo said about herself. "The one good thing in my life... now it's gone too... now I don't have a life.... and I don't want one either..." Scootaloo said, suicide something she was currently highly contemplating. A deep voice came from behind Scootaloo, one of a stallion, and one that scared Scootaloo greatly, and she began running, and ran and ran... right into a dead end. "N-No.... t-this isn't r-real..." Scootaloo said, turning around and saw the stallion approaching her, nowhere to go because of her inability to fly. After all the thoughts of her not mattering to herself and everything, Scootaloo in this moment was still scared... she knew at this time, she didn't want to die yet, but she might not have a choice. The stallion stopped in front of Scootaloo, a scar across his eye and he wielded a knife as he chuckled heartlessly. "I hope you aren't as fidgety as the last one kid..." the stallion said, with an evil grin. Scootaloo gulped, closing her eyes, just knowing it was the end as the stallion got ready to bring his knife down on Scootaloo's ear. "This is it... this is the end..." Scootaloo thought to herself, tears forming... and then everything went black. Scootaloo's vision faded.... the one question remained. Was she dead? Or did something else happen?
