Scootaloo's Mistakes

Equestria. When I close my eyes, I can see the lovely and peaceful place it used to be, when I was a little filly. Where I used to play with my best friends, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom. Not anymore. It’s been more than 16 years since infection began to spread across the Equestria. Every day I wake up to the same nightmare which seems that it never ends. Horrors that once could be found only in stories are now wandering around equestria. Lots of my friends are dead.

But sometimes it is better to die.

When it all began, I was playing outside with Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, my best friends. We were Cutie mark crusaders, nopony could stop us from getting our cutie marks. We tried almost everything and on our flanks...nothing. But we were sure that one day we'll do it.

When I think about it now, Sweetie Belle's talent was probably singing. She always had a beautiful voice, only if she'd admit it. Poor Sweetie Belle. It was my fault. It was my idea. How can be God so cruel that he let die defenseless filly in such a horrible way? I still remember that day.