Chapters Memories: A Soarin Dash Tail: Part 1: The only friend is a dead one.
The two pegasai escorting me out refused to release me from their grip stronger than death itself, no matter how much I struggled. As I fought with all of my energy, I soon became weak, attempting to barely salvage enough energy to keep my head up; but just like my flight attempts, I failed with every weakening struggle. In the distance, I picked up faint scent of noxious gases emitting from hidden machines, the chorus of banging and grinding in the distance grew louder and louder at the two massive pegasi carried me closer. I could hear screams and crying in the distance, intertwining with the sounds of the machinery blasting over them forming a deafening roar. I suddenly came to a stop as I kept my head down in disappointment of myself; the two pegasai threw me into a room filled with fillies and colts like a crowd of sheep. We were all huddled in the tiny, empty room, like we didn’t have any form of value anymore; the group seemed confused as to where they were. Almost every one of them was crying “Mommy! Daddy!” as each voice overlapped each other, turning the room into a chamber of anguish and tears as every little pony cried and screamed in fear. I had no clue where I was at the time, but as looked around and saw each pony’s tear-stained faces; it instantly became clear to me. This was the end for all of them, the miserable end to every one of their short, saddening lives; and all they could do was scream hoping they would be saved. I spoke with only one pony, which he refused to reveal his name. He knew what was going on, and he tried to console me about the situation. At one point, I was actually having fun with him and almost made me realize about the fun of having a friend. Our fun couldn’t last however; suddenly I heard a pony’s voice through the speakers. “Good day fillies and gentlecolts, please line up here to get your free ice cream.” The voice spoke in almost a calming and positive mood, alleviating my stresses just slightly. However, something didn’t seem right; the tone of the pony’s voice just didn’t match the setting, like he wasn’t in his place. Despite my curiosity, I remained optimistic, hoping my tension would ameliorate in any way. My friend was in front of me, looking back at me as if he was in complete belief of the announcement as a line formed by the door all of us entered in. One by one, each colt and filly went, I was excited, for at the time, I believed what I thought was going on.
Memories: A Soarin Dash Tail: Part 1: The only friend is a dead one.
Chapter 3: Rejuvenation
I knew I could never return to Cloudsdale; my failure had permanently marked me a spot on the roster to go next in the Rainbow Factory, so I made a visit to Ponyville. I had seen anyplace outside of Cloudsdale; it was my home, my sanction of pain. I attempted to gather information of the town my trying to talk to any passing pony, but the result was always the same. Each pony showed a passing glance at me, ignoring my words, pleading for answers. I knew I wasn’t going to be helped, so I was forced to hide. I was taking shelter in an empty garbage can on the side of the road. I knew that I was made to not be loved and cared for, and it took up until that point to truly let the thought sink in. I was walking in and about still being ignored by other ponies as I continued to ask each passing pony. Now finally giving up on the hunt for assistance, I glanced up and saw a rainbow mane filly beginning to race two other colts in the clouds above. I knew in my mind that the Rainbow mane filly didn’t stand a chance, so I turned my head down yet again looking for food amongst the group, which I could enjoy. Suddenly, I heard it, BOOM; the thundering boom of an explosion shattered the silence of the sky in a grand detonation as I turned up to look at the sky. I was nervous to see what caused to deafening bang. I was astonished at what I saw, a massive rainbow disk cloud covering the sky. It covered the entire sky as the cloud reached further and further out.
Memories: A Soarin Dash Tail: Part 1: The only friend is a dead one.
When I was young I was a weak flyer, I was the laughing stalk of the Junior Speedsters Academy. I could barely lift myself off the clouds, constantly battling my own wings to keep me aloft as I nearly collapsed with every attempt. No pony liked me; every pony thought I was weird. I couldn’t seem to fit in with anypony; the aces, the newcomers, I even tried talking to fillies, the most terrifying endeavor of my short life. Each rejection more painful than the last, it was as if I was a completely different species, I was looked upon as if I wasn’t even a pony. I was an outcast, no one to turn to, exiled from the whole academy; leaving only myself to grieve with. At the point, I thought society had cast me aside; just another pegasus at the academy which would fail miserably and end up in the place of nightmares…the Rainbow Factory. I was always nervous flying in front of anypony, knowing I couldn’t manage to keep myself up as my wings quit time and time again; leaving more ammunition for ridicule and rejection. I had always been nervous flying, but that day would haunt me forever.
Memories: A Soarin Dash Tail: Part 1: The only friend is a dead one.
Chapter 1: Laughing Stalk
Today was the Annual Pegasus Exam for all colts and fillies. I was nervous, I knew I would never pass, everypony was waiting and saying “Can’t wait for that loser to come out.” As I walked passed, each group huddled into whispers about me, I knew they hated me. The entire group knew I would fail miserably, as if my own failure was just a sick game to them playing as their daily entertainment. I waited in the massive line, shaking nervously as the line slowly shrunk to nothing as each pony went. When there was only one pony ahead of me, I looked back to see the line had formed again; wishing I could just take off and run away in fear. I wish something would just come and free me from my nightmarish situation, but it never came. Before I could muster the courage to run, it was my turn, I knew I had to overcome my fear and do my best, even if I would fail. I looked around the entire academy, a thousand eyes now gazing at me like needles prying into my psyche as I stepped forward. I saw the entire academy laughing at me before I had even begun; I was too scared to move. The instructor snapped me, “Hurry up, we don’t have all day!” He clearly had no positive emotions about me, as if he already knew I would fail. I looked at the platform and walked on, clearing my mind as I tried to calm myself. I summoned all my will and drove all my energy into my wings. I closed my eyes, hoping not to feel the ground as I strained harder and harder. After what seemed like an eternity as I fought gravity, I gave up. I opened my eyes to see I didn’t lift a single inch off the ground; I failed the exam instantly as the stallion next to me shook his head in disapproval and the crowd laughed at me. Everypony was laughing at me, the entire facility pointing at me as I sat there, absorbing every miserable second of it as I tried to hold back my tears. I was never more embarrassed in my life. I wished at that moment I would just disappear, never seeing any of them again. My dad came and talked to the instructor, hoping he could defend me. “He failed the test.” said the instructor as my dad looked at me in disbelief. I couldn’t quite hear what they were saying as I sat down, they both agreed to something as they shook their heads and glared at me. Then, out of the blue, two pegasai like me took me away from my dad as he looked emotionlessly. “Daddy!” I yelled of the top of my lungs, hoping he would snap out of his almost dazed state. I was shocked to see my dad just turn his back on me, expressionless as a statue.