Your eyes dare not open.
As if knowing what your mind wished not to put together in fear of the truth, your eyes stayed shut. All you know, and all you sense, is the whirling of wind, the scraping of wood & earth, and the cries of pain. However, you fly onward; towards the cries and in turn, the scrapes and whirls. Your wings push you onward against the force of nature, and of your mind. The unicorns of the town did their best to hold the force at bay, while you are left to battle it; to save somepony who would not dare let you, or anypony, have the fate she may soon be suffering. The magic kept your surroundings warm, making your body soaked with sweat as your mane droops down, and is flung back by the wind.
But, you keep going.
The screaming grows much louder, and yet you know you haven't closed a fraction of the distance. Waves of pain vibrate throughout your body as various objects are flung into you by the wind, and each time the pain grows. The soreness of your muscles made your body cry, but another voice cries louder. Rainbow Dashes voice, the voice that led to your adoration of her, now broke such as your body did now. Its sweet, melodic sound now grew rough and hoarse. A drop rolls down your cheek, and despite all that was hitting you, you felt it... and you felt more. You knew the difference between them and all else; and you knew what they were.
Eventually you reach the source of the cries, and you land. The wind still blew on your cut up skin, but you were firmly grounded and it seemed nothing bounced off your sides.
The cries stopped.
You are forced to open your eyes. They had been closed for such a time that it takes actual effort to do so. As your vision blurred back, in front of you it appeared. Under a pile of rubble, laid a bloody, rainbow-maned mare.
She looked up at you with her magenta eyes, tears pouring from them down her face. Her mouth was wide in shock...or maybe it was cut off mid scream; you don't know. Using what little strength you had left, you act quickly. Leaning up against the hard wood & stone that sat on Dash, you push. You feel fragments of wood cut into you, forming new wounds or enlarged those previously made in your trek. However, you deal with the pain; despite how much your body wept blood and how much your body screamed to stop, you do not. With one final strain, feeling your bones ache under pressure, you push the last of the rubble off of her. You stood weakly, your hoofs trembling, as you glance at her. She hadn't appeared to been hurt tremendously, only having what appeared to be a broken hind hoof. Her entire body was covered in dozens of cuts, coated by dust and patches of blood. Her wings seemed to be unharmed, other than her feathers being ruffled and sent out of place. You're glad she was okay... mostly anyway.
Your legs finally give way, sending your body to the hard ground; your body begins to give up. The pain begins to go away as a numbness blankets your body. As your eyes droop, you catch a cyan blur limping towards you. With what little sense you have, you feel something touching your head as a darkness forms.
"Now it's my turn to save you"
You feel pain again. Not nearly as much as before, but you feel it. Instead of a warm wind, you sense a cool calmness; and instead of a hard ground, you lay on a soft cloud... or, it might as well be. Now, you open your eyes. This time, in this unknown, you aren't afraid.
The light blinds you for a moment, but you eyes quickly adjust. You look around to see a white room, filled with nothing other than some chairs, and some machines. There are too many machines for you to count, but the chairs can be easily done. Six. One of them occupied.
The pony sat with a bandage around her hind leg, and was covered in scabbed cuts of varying sizes. Her mane is a mess except where a bandage wrapped around to cover something on her forehead. She appears to be sleeping with a book in her hoofs... you lean over to see what it said...
"Daring Do"
Why did that title sound familiar? You hadn't read it before, you know that as a fact, but how did you know it?
"Daring Do and the--OOF"
Your hoof slipped off the edge you were leaning over, sending your chin into the plastic guard-rail along the bed. The hit made a very small sound, but it was apparently enough to wake the sleeping mare.
The cyan pegasus slowly blinked awake as your head laid awkwardly off the side of the bed. She looked right at you, not moving or talking. You mustered up an oafish smile up at her.
"Uh... hel--
Before you can finish your sentence, your body was sent into the back of the bed. The warmness of her hug, and the tightness of her grip made you smile... but also hack up a bit. Dash realized this, and loosened her hooves, but kept them snug enough to get her emotions through to you; however, she was sure to make them audible as well. Her voice was itself again, and hearing it made it seem as if you had no wounds... as if your pains were gone again.
"Thank you."
Her tears began to fall on you, and yours begin to fall on her.
"I... I don't know what would have happened if you didn't come save me... well.. I do..."
She release her grip, only to turn and stare into your eyes.
"If you hadn't saved me, I would be dead."
Her eyes begin to well-up, and she shoves her head back onto your shoulder, embracing you once more. You finally speak up.
"I wouldn't let anything happen to you. You mean more to me than you realize, and whether or not you feel the same way... I'm willing to put my life on the line for you... I..."
She lets go, and gives you the kindest smile you've ever seen.
"And I would too."
