Author's Note

So here we are with a new fic and what do we have here?

Daring Do? What the what?! I know many of you might know of the brash pegasus who is more prideful than Rainbow-Trixie-Dash-Lulamoon. So what will she do about life as she's forced to make decisions she'd rather not? To find out read on readers/viewers! Hope you enjoy it!

I know I am.

Prologue

Late one night a pony was hard at work. She was Daring Do, archaeologist, professor, writer, and adventurer. She was working on grading papers from her students on the subject of Meso-pony cultures. These were some of the brightest minds she'd ever known. One in particular stood out. Wonder Breeze. A young stallion with a heart for adventure, he accompanied world famous archaeologist Rosemary Joyride on her ground breaking tour of the ancient temple of Cholula where he assisted her in translating the ancient scripts within the temple.

The knowledge gained that day was ground breaking and shook the archaeology world. Even Daring found herself gripped with envy by this. But that was how the world worked. She was proud of him when she heard of his part in the discovery. Now here she was grading his paper on that very discovery for his final term paper. It was insightful.

The information gathered was priceless for her work as well as many others in her field of work. In fact it had helped her to find the Ring of Destiny. That was a truly trying day it was. That fan Rainbow Dash almost caused the destruction of an entire nation and her own pride contributed to it greatly. She hated asking for help. hated having to rely on others. No, she loathed it. That day, she realized after a long time she needed the help of others to succeed. She wasn't getting any younger and her rivals weren't either. The difference was they changed with the times, and their bodies, she hadn't.

It was foolish of her to think she could take on the world alone, but one heart break after another and one too many betrayals had steeled her heart. She found herself becoming reclusive as time went on finding it harder to trust in others. Ponies were vile greedy things and only cared for themselves in the end, she would tell herself. How wrong she had been. If it weren't for Rainbow Dash she very well might have been dead now. The damage Ahuizotal could have done would have been extensive had she not helped along with her friends. I really should find a way to thank them sometime. she thought.

She continued to write with a quill in her hoof scribbling notes down as she read on. The paper and the information was good, but poor Breeze suffered from terrible writing. I need to teach him the finer points to writing. she thought as she scribbled a last note on it before writing a A- on the paper. Once finished she placed the quill in her inkwell and placed all the graded papers into her 'Graded' folder to take to the university to give the students after break was over.

Daring stretched loosening her tight limbs from sitting all day at her desk. She felt better knowing she had no more papers to grade and she could submit her latest book to her editor. Bless her editors heart, had he not been there her books would have been rejected by even the most prestigious of editors and publishers alike. She was actually a terrible writer. Her ideas were great if she didn't suck at following grammatical rules. She looked over at her clock which read 1am.

"Man I was up all night?" she groaned flapping her wings lifting herself off the ground.

She flew into the kitchen in her mansion. It was a massive estate with over eighty rooms and a private training room where she trained to stay in top physical shape, much to the disdain of the female population at the university. She always managed to turn heads of stallions everywhere she went, even getting a few looks from mares over time.

She poured herself a glass of water, gulping it down quickly.

She washed the cup and placed it in a dry rack and flew off to her room. Unlike most pegasi she didn't like clouds and how soft they were. She instead had her mansion built like an earth pony or unicorn mansion with stone and wood. Earth tones were her style. Golds and dark browns lined her walls and she had several antique clocks about it. Paintings of her family doned the halls and her favorite artifact findings were placed on her trophy wall. She flew past a set of double doors before doubling back. She opened them to reveal a weapon room.

It was a small room compared to the others. A single light lit he entire room revealing several firearms along the walls. Ponies didn't use guns often, mostly because the didn't know how to , but Daring learned a few things over the years. And though she never used one before in aggression, she did know how to use them effectively. Her favorite was her Tactical P-4 Carbine (M-4). It was a flat black color and had a laser on the right side and a foregrip and nothing more than a basic looking carbine. She only had to use it once to scare off a few locals from one of her adventures in the frozen tundras of Stalliongrand, she had yet to use it since.

It was mounted on the wall above the rest. It had a special grip made for hooves, making it possible for her to use. and underneath was her Stalliongrand ballistic knife. That she did use, often. Only once did she use it to take a life and it was by accident no less. She lifted it from the wall mount and unsheathed it. She ran a hoof along the silver blade, reminiscing of times long past. Memories of her former lover, and how she ended his life after he turned on her gripped at her heart and she quickly sheathed the taunting blade.

She put it back on the wall and turned to leave. At the door she glanced one last time back at it before turning off the lights and closing the door behind her.

After the little detour Daring made her way back to her room. She showered and washed the day away. Her mane hung over her eyes while she stood on her hind legs using her arms as support against the wall. She allowed the water to pour on her as thoughts of her lover came rushing back into her head.

"Ace." she sighed.

She once thought that they'd be together forever. the two met long ago during an excavation at a pyramid in Saddle Arabia. That was her first job as an assistant to another archaeologist. She was fresh from Canterlot University and was eager to help fulfill her life long passion.That was also the first time she fell in love.

She had met an pegasus named Ace Wind and she fell for him the moment she laid eyes on him. They were friends at first but as the first week rolled on he really started to take notice of her. She was smart and eager to please. Had she known what he truly was, she'd had never let herself get so close. Turned out he was working with freelance mercenaries to steal the treasures within the pyramid.

When they go to the main chamber he revealed who he had been working with. That was when Daring met her arch enemy known as Ahuizotl. Ace had been working for him for over a year and was one of his most trusted treasure hunters. He'd defied Ahuizotl's orders by letting her and the others live which lead to their defeat in the end. In the end he gave his life to protect her from becoming a monster. It was a tough lesson for her but one that made a lasting impression on her for years to come.

She sighed as a old itch made its way to her. Thoughts of her first night of passion brought old feeling back, and she felt herself succumbing to her based desires for pleasure. She reached down between her legs and with slow rhythmic motions she rubbed herself. She slowly picked up the pace, panting as she felt was rising feeling deep in her crotch building up. She was sweating under the water and her own body heat built up making her pant from the overexerting heat.

"Ace." she moaned as tears formed in her eyes mixing with the water. "I'm so sorry." she sobbed.

She fell to the floor of her shower her wings flew open while she arched her back rubbing herself as quickly as possible with both her hooves. She moaned as the water rained down on her adding her pleasure. She arched her back as a final push made her scream releasing her fluids into the shower.

She laid there as the water pooled around her. She was enjoying the aftermath of her first orgasm after years. It wasn't much but it was something. Her mind still on Ace, she forced herself to wipe her tears away, the shower did but it made her feel better, and she forced herself up.

Drying herself off she wrapped the towel on her head to dry her mane. She then brushed herself and replaced the towel after about ten minutes of drying her mane and tail. Once she finished she retreated to her bed, her shower leaving her more drained than her actual work did. Her eyes became heavy as she rested under the thick covers. She thought about choices she made and how they'd affected her. What if she'd done things differently? Would Ace still be here? Would she be here? What if? that was the question she often wondered.

slowly her eyes shut and she fell into a deep sleep too exhausted to contemplate her place in the universe. The world would be there in the morning she reasoned.