VOARM(Vengeance Of A Rouged Mare) White Scarcity I

Gone. Out of thin air. She just…..vanished. This was crazy. She was just happy for the sake of her life of not being dead and she just clearly........gone....in thin air. The she, a female pegasus could feel the dreaded emptiness wrapped around her arms just as much to her surprisement. “......what? OH NO! This can't just happen! It just can't be!! Where’d she go.....!? Not again!! I can’t lose her anymore! She was just here! This isn’t fair!!!” cried the cyan pegasus, whose voice sounded a bit cracked. How did this all happen? In just one perfect thing of all relief, everything just went wrong again. The scared equine tried to hold her cries and tears as she looked, tempting her to know that she was probably hiding or…or….“...n-no...she’s..gone…I-I…” The wind around her suddenly swelled up with an upcoming bad rainstorm as the clouds and sky turned into a coal-black, charcoal color. Running tears reflected into the pegasus’s eyes as her cyan color coat turned dull, and her heart had began sinking. Her body was colder than the rainstorm, every slow, aching heartbeat, that’s all she felt. She remembered a night just like this one. Pain. Cold. And unmistakable defeat. I lost again, the saddened pegasus cheerlessly thought, as her eyes lost it's control and minimized,...how did this just happen to me? At the perfect time, I could tell her....tell her everything......but I just keep losing and losing it all. Completely everything. Oh, sure life could get tougher, like if I didn't exist or anything. But why did it have to end up with somepony like her...Rarity....Why did you have to go? Why did you have to leave me at such a bad time like this....? I could've still saved-....The sky blue pegasus felt so weak, yet so fragile that she could almost fall. The nimble raindrops had pounded on the mare's body as she could feel herself to crash. She stared at her identical reflection from the running stream and could see herself become of this. This is not her. This isn't her at all. Hold a sceond. This ISN'T her at all. " Wait a minute, why am I acting like this? Why do I always keep acting like around these kind of things?! I don’t break down on stuff like this! In fact, what am I doing with myself with this?!? She just must’ve some stupid teleportation spell!!" She cuffed the water with a strong blast from her ergot and started walking slowly with a big grunt. The pegasus's eyes glared with puffed up anger, like if someone had taunted her. "Yeah right, like if I do that crying thing anymore! If I could remember, this has nothing to deal with of me crying in it! Just forget about it!" It was times like these that Rainbow Dash had a second opinion on emotional things like this. How was this her problem? It's not. But yet again, deep inside, she felt like breaking into a failure of tearstreams as she whimpered solefully. She remembered everything she has done with her. I can’t stop thinking of this. Why? I guess it's all my fault I bet. Sure, blame on the pony who keeps risking her dumb excuses and life!! After conflict through conflict, her friends and Rarity and herself, Rainbow Dash, did it with no hesitation. If all those conflicts never happened, how couldn't Rainbow figure it out and she was being blind all this time? With Pinkie Pie’s and Twilight’s disappearance, she had no hope of saving her. And asking any random unicorn was not an easy task, in the opposite way of Dash's thinking that is. It would be for her......but......

“.....*sigh* What am I to do now? It's all over...” Rainbow mewed in a exhaling voice.

“Without unicorn magic or the ability of being unicorn, how could I find her?!!? Hay, she's probably even farther than my pegasus flying limit!! Man, who cares about that. But she’s no doubt,*sniffs*, already went somewhere else or probably farther than Equestria!!!! I couldn't keep up.....and it’s all my fault…nice work, Dash. Real nice. Oh, Rarity, wherever you are, I hope you're alright…And don't worry, I hope wherever you are......sigh.....the last thing I want happening......is something bad happening to you and I don't know about it.....and....”

She then started to glimpse at the moon, which shone brightly and flashbacks began to rummage through her mind……..I remember of so much we did. I believe all of that those things felt every usual typical day, but yet, why did it feel so special? Why did she care me around of those days? Why do I feel like everytime I get these mushy feelings every time when she’s with me or when I’m thinking of her? Why am I asking so many questions that I know the answer to? ".....bet for all the real last thing I want not to happen is for you're death and my poor excuse of loyalty....." The memories rummaged into her mind clearly, put into a remembrance and lament, and seeked those wonderful days she had...maybe some....