Author's Note

This one is a little more... 'fighting for your life' kinda chapter. I decided to do this because it's Rainbow Dash. So... yeeeeaaaaaaahhh....

Telegram 2

Dear mother and father,

I am terribly sorry if I may have shocked you with my last telegram. I noticed it was a little much, but I'm sure you're fine with that. After all, the 'little brother' incident didn't seem to bother you much. I'm surprised you got that hidden for so long, nobody in all of Equestria knows I had a little brother! Where did you two discard the body, anyway...

I'm wanting to work on the serum a little more. I can still use this same serum though; just have to test it on someone without the enzyme. No hope on that happening though; I don't have the proper equipment to detect such a complex and hidden enzyme like that. I remember Pinkie looking around randomly. So strange. Hey wait! I just got an idea! What if I use the anesthesia to detect the enzyme! Since apparently the enzyme caused Pinkie to have an allergic reaction towards the anesthesia.

Rainbow Dash is coming around for a performance. Did you know she just recently joined the Thunderbolts? Glad she followed her dreams. Such a shame that I need her for the experiment.

"Are you serious?", you asked politely.

"It was an opportunity", Twilight replied bluntly, "Plus. The anesthesia would detect the enzyme. She wouldn't need to die".

You pick up the other papers in your hand, "Then, what's with all this?".

Twilight gestures for you to keep reading. You continue.

But alas, she's very valuable to me as of now.

You think that maybe this is the point where she lost emotion, putting science before friends. Until you read the next sentence.

I feel like crying. I can't bear the burden of Pinkie's death on my hands. I need to tell Celestia. Someone just take me and kill me. Justice must be done!

You can feel Twilight's long-gone anguish seeping from the ink into you. Your heart begins to beat faster at the thought that maybe Rainbow Dash was spared. Hoping that maybe her tragic death was really a flight mishap.

"Miss Twilight, I don't see why you are making me read this. This is cruel and unusual torture, miss".

"It isn't".

"Of course it isn't, to you at least, you don't have emo-", you stop yourself mid-sentence in fear of offending her.

"It isn't torture. Because you have a choice. You can choose to get up and leave now. Yet, you don't. Why is that Mr.Neptune?".

"I... Please Miss Twilight, I major in science greatly. I've only come here to learn more! I need this, please".

"I don't offer this apprenticeship lightly, Mr. Neptune... continue?".

You shake your head. This time annoyed at the fact that you are being forced to read this. You continue with the telegram.

Mum. Dad. I was going to tell Celestia but... but.

You rub the temples of your head once again as you whisper, what's your excuse now...

Rainbow Dash already has athletic prowess. If I tested it on her, there would be either no effect or her muscles would swell viciously until they became too much. But since her body is athletic, I can maybe study it to improve the serum. This is a major scientific opportunity mom! Rainbow Dash is the fastest jet flier I've ever seen. She's super strong as well (not as strong as Applejack though, but let's face it, nobody knows where that girl went) . Rainbow Dash's body has to be extremely resistant to withstand the pressure the jet is put under. The death of one girl who will not be remem-

Again, you begin to cry. "How could you say that?".

"Say what?"

"That Pinkie wouldn't be remembered. Before her cupcake stall was shut down, she was the brightest and happiest girl in all of Equestria. She was so close to everyone back in the day. Once she started working at the bread factory, she straightened her hair due to hygiene reasons and... we lost her".

"That was not my problem at the time".

"It should've been! It should even be the same now! You were friends! Where did that go? Don't you understand how many people you've affected by killing this innocent girl? Don't you understand how much you've affected... me? My-my kids?".

"Like I said. Not my problem. The only problem there is, is me. So I take care of me. And that's good enough. I don't have to care for you or your kids".

You stare at Twilight in disbelief. Well, now you were dead set at completing the interview. If nobody cared for your kids, you had to.

The... death of one girl who will not be remembered mustn't hold me back. Rainbow Dash MUST be the answer to this. Sometimes I think I might lose myself through all this, but I can pull through. I can do this.

I am writing this as Rainbow Dash is currently with me. I put her in a room separating me and her by a wall of glass.

You think to yourself, crap.

I've placed a sleep deprivation device around her neck. Don't worry, I'm only going to leave it on for about 2 days. I need to test whether her strength is actually valuable to me. Wait she's waking up!

"Stop", Twilight commands, "for the rest of this telegram, I've recorded it. I needed to take down the type of emotion she displayed when she was at her strongest and weakest. Even the faint cracks in her voice were important. Do you understand?".

You flinch slightly at the thought of having to hear everything, but you went ahead with plan after taking a brief moment to breathe.

Subtitles were displayed on a screen for you to clearly understand what was being said.

Errrrr... AHH! ARGH, MY NECK, SWEET CELESTIA *gasps for air* What the hay is this thing around my neck! Sweet Celestia, get it off! WHOEVER THE HAY YOU ARE, TURN THE LIGHTS ON OR I WHILE BREAK YOUR FACE!

Rainbow, it's me, Twilight.

TWILIGHT??!! WHAT THE HAY?! LET ME OUT *faint sobbing*

Rainbow, I'm sorry, I just... I need you to-

SWEET CELESTIA, TWILIGHT I NEED YOU! TO LET ME OUT! AND DO IT NOW, GET THIS THING OFF MY NECK! *sobbing* please... (while sobbing)

*light turning on*

Twilight.

I need you to just go through this, Rainbow, you're strong, you'll be fine.

What even IS this, Twilight.

You can tell the recording has been cut. The subtitles read, 'Day 2'.

Sweet Celestia, Twilight. Can I sleep now?

You notice that the subtitles now display the emotions Rainbow Dash went through.

Current emotion status: Bored

You think to yourself, how can someone feel bored when they're going through such suffering.

Today is the second day. Rainbow Dash hasn't lowered her head once. She doesn't look in the least tired. Or interested for that matter. Well, she will be. She has too.

Twilight, what the hay does that mean.

Dash, I'm sorry.

You don't have the right to call me that anymore, Twilight.

...

So what does it mean? I wanna know.

*Twilight shuffles feet*

*clanging noise*

TWILIGHT WHAT IS THIS.

*Fast speed vibration noise starts*

Just... All you need to do is try to hold them back

HOW THE HAY DO I HOLD THESE BACK! TWILIGHT PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! WHAT EVEN ARE THES- AHH! STAY AWAY!

Current emotion status: Afraid

TWILIGHT DON'T! JUST TELL ME WHAT THESE ARE!

I CAN'T! IT'LL RUIN THE EXPERIMENT!

...

...

EXPERIMENT?! HAVE YOU ALWAYS SEEN ME AS JUST. SOME. DUMB. EXPERIMENT?!

Current emotion status: Angry

I ALWAYS SAW YOU AS A FRIEND *bang followed by small glass cracking

You are shocked as you whisper to yourself, "Is she seriously punching the glass?".

I THOUGHT YOU CARED ABOUT ME *bang followed by small glass cracking*

ABOUT US! *bang followed by glass cracking*

I DON'T- AHHHHHH! *sound of electrocuted scream*

You shout as the recording plays, "WHAT WERE YOU DOING TO HER?!".

Twilight stares at you blankly as the recording continues.

You shout again, "WHAT DID YOU DO?!".

You are determined to shout again until you hear Rainbow Dash screaming in anger, even through the electrocution.

I DON'T CARE FOR YOU ANYMORE! *bang followed by large glass crack*

I DON'T SEE YOU AS A FRIEND ANYMORE!

Rainbow, this is amazing

*Rainbow screaming violently* *loud bang followed by shattering glass, soon followed by climbing noises*

*running footsteps alongside rummaging for items*

I'M GONNA KILL- *Sound of gunshot*

Oh, sweet Celestia, Rainbow, I had to, I'm sor-

End of Recording

You sit there, staring at Twilight, fuming with anger. Even though you had never known the greatest jet flier in all of mankind personally, you can tell she fought for her right to live and that her death was a tragedy, taken place in the same room you were sitting in now.