Whispers

by Lavenci

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Sex, Alternate Universe, Sweetie Belle, Gore
Length: 6140

Rainbow Dash's visit to Rarity's house leads to the discovery that they both harbor a dark secret.

A visit to Rarity's house leads Rainbow Dash to the realization that the two mares may have more in common than they thought. However, as things quickly escalate far beyond what Rainbow had bargained for, she begins to reevaluate her conceptions of the alabaster unicorn and wish only for reprieve from the madness which threatens to consume her.

Published 2012-06-19 14:04:02 UTC
Last updated 2012-06-19 14:04:02 UTC

Chapter 1

"Rarity!" Rainbow Dash called as she entered the house.
"Rarity, I came to talk to ya about someth.... WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" she exclaimed as she trotted into the bedroom and saw the ignominious scene before her. There Rarity was, sprawled out on a chair in front of her computer, masturbating feverishly to what appeared to be an infant foal weeping sorrowfully in pain and fright as it was being made to ride the colossal rock-hard cock of a full grown stallion, laughing gleefully and with insurmountable delight at the horrid torture the foal was enduring for the ends of his own pleasure.
"RARITY WHAT THE FUCK!?"
"Oh, hehe, hello darling! Th-this isn't what i-it looks like, I assure-" she stuttered as she jumped in her seat, smashing the mouse button to minimize the window as fast as she could.
"NO NO NO WHAT THE FUCK I DON'T EVEN...!?" Rainbow exclaimed, holding her hooves over her ears and closing her eyes tight, as if it would somehow stop the images from searing themselves into her head.
"Rainbow. Listen to me carefully," Rarity said as she stood up, using her horn to magick her robe onto her body. "You saw NOTHING here today. Do you understand?"

"I... Rarity... This... I don't know," Rainbow replied shakily as she relaxed a bit and opened her eyes. She reluctantly lowered her front hooves back to the ground and stood there with nothing but sheer confusion on her face.

"No. That is not the answer I am looking for," Rarity said, apprehension betraying her purportedly calm demeanor as her horn began to glow hot. "You aren't going to tell... ANYONE about this, ARE YOU!?"
Rainbow Dash took a step back as the confusion fell free from her face to be replaced with fear. "N-no.... I guess I won't...." she replied weakly.
"Good. Now if you don't mind, I'd like to be left in peace. Please promptly show yourself out." Rarity huffed, the glow of her horn diminishing.
Rainbow Dash turned toward the door and began to leave. Before she cleared the threshold to the next room however, she paused. Rarity's ears perked up in notice, and she sat patiently awaiting Rainbow's words.
"Hey, Rarity?"
Rarity sighed heavily. "Yes, Rainbow?"
"Can I just ask you one thing?"
"IF you must, dear."
"Can you make it go back?"
"What-"

Rainbow Dash had already turned back around and flapped her wings to put herself in the air. She hovered behind Rarity's shoulder and pointed at the monitor. "Make the movie come back on, and tell it to go back."

"Umm... alright dear, but I don't understand wh-"
"Ooh yeah! Stop! Right there!" Rainbow exclaimed as she began excitedly thumping Rarity on the shoulder with her hoof.
"You... like this?" Rarity asked in utter astonishment. "Why make such a fuss when you walked in on me then?"
"Shh... Hey you see what he's doing there? With making the foal lick the teacher pony's 'stuff'?"
"I... well, yes, but..."
"I make Scootaloo lick my stuff sometimes too. I was just grossed out because the scene you like has a stallion in it."
Rarity was speechless for a moment. "You're one too then, darling? And here I thought I was alone, you little devil!"
"Care if I pull up a chair?" Rainbow asked tentatively.
"By all means, go right ahead. But please do go fetch a towel to sit on. Don't want to get your sweet intimate juices all over my new cushions. And do imagine the fun in which we will partake together when Sweetie Belle wakes up from her nap!"
"Delights which I am sure I have not yet known," Rainbow Dash said, putting on her best imitation of Rarity's voice.

"Oh hahaha! That's rich, darling!" Rarity laughed jovially. "But seriously," she said as she lowered her tone and the venom began to drip from her voice, "Have you ever raped a cunt that tight? Foals can do a lot more than lick, you know. And it's easy to lose oneself in the song of screams sweetly permeating the air when you are elbow-deep in that delectable young marehood."

After Rarity and Rainbow Dash had gotten their fill of mutual masturbation to the myriad delights of the deep web, they lounged back in their seats listening to music and relaxing.
"Ahh, dear Rainbow... You've no idea just how much enjoyment I derived from our little soire." Rarity said as she let out a sigh.
"Oh," Rainbow giggled. "Same here, Rarity. It was nice, getting to hang out with ya... like this." Rainbow replied as she leaned her head back and allowed herself to get lost in the music.
"Well then, darling. We've had our appetizer; are you ready for the main course?" she inquired, propping her chin on her hoof as she turned to face Rainbow.
"Yeah," Rainbow replied dreamily. "Let's do this."
"Alright then," Rarity said in a pleased tone. "Tell you what. You go on ahead of me into Sweetie Belle's room and wake her up. Be gentle with her, but get her warmed up. I have something special in mind, but I need a few moments for preparation."
"Hmm... Alright, gotcha." Rainbow shook off her trance, lifted herself from the chair and trotted out of the room.

Rarity laughed softly beneath her breath. "This is turning out to be even more perfect than I could have imagined." She waited patiently to hear the sound of the door to the other bedroom click shut then got up and walked calmly to the kitchen.

"Sweetie Belle?" Rainbow called softly. The room was dark, curtains covering the windows, light leaking through only in traces; but just enough to softly dapple the young filly's sleeping body with the amber glow of the afternoon. As Rainbow approached, she began to stir slightly.
"Sweetie Belle, you awake?" Rainbow whispered.
"Hmm? Mommy?" Sweetie Belle mumbled sleepily. "Mommy, I don't feel good today, please don't... please don't make me..."
Rainbow found this to be odd that she would mention her mother, but disregarded it. "No, Sweetie. It's Rainbow. And you're at your sister's house, not your mommy's. But..." she said as she lifted the covers and slid nimbly into bed with her, "You could call me Mommy if ya want, hehe."
It took Sweetie a moment to process what was going on, but upon hearing that last sentence from Rainbow she pieced the situation together rather quickly.
"Oh hey Rainbow," she said as she felt the warmth of Rainbow's forelegs sliding around her midsection and her crotch pressing firmly against her ass. "I guess my sister told you to come play with me?"

"Yeah, she said me and you would have lots of fun together. And ya know what? I think she's right," she said as she began to nibble on her neck whilst working her hoof down towards Sweetie's marehood.

Sweetie let out a saddened sigh. "Okay Rainbow. We can play however you want. My sister taught me how to be a good little filly. Just... promise me something?"
"Sure, kid. What is it?" Rainbow replied as she paused in her exploration of Sweetie's tight young body.
"You won't be... mean? Mean like my sister is."
"Not sure I get ya, Sweetie."
"She... Nevermind. You're a nice pony, Rainbow. Nice to me, anyway." Sweetie said as she reached behind her to place her hoof upon Rainbow's well-muscled thigh. "I don't think I have to feel bad about... this. With you."
This took Rainbow by surprise. She wondered silently just what Rarity did to this filly besides the obvious. "It's okay, Sweetie. I wanna play nice with ya. Just relax and let me make ya feel good."

Rainbow pressed her hoof firmly against Sweetie's ass as she maneuvered herself on top of her. She kissed her hard on the mouth as she entwined their legs and began grinding their crotches together, pumping to the rythym of their breath and beating hearts. Sweetie resigned herself to this, but what she said was true; this wasn't bad like it was with Rarity; in fact, it was actually kind of... pleasurable. Exciting, even. Before long at all, she had stopped cringing entirely and was beginning to moan loud with delight as she felt Rainbow gyrating her hips against hers, their juices running hot and smearing between them; mixing with their perspiration before running down between her legs and her ass cheeks to their final resting place on the mattress cover.

"Oh dear, where in the name of Celestia did I put it?" Rarity mumbled to herself as she searched through her cupboards. She paused as she heard the moans grow even louder from the other room. "This just won't do at all." She sighed, and stopped her search for a moment to think.
"Aha!" she exclaimed, as she finally remembered and walked to the drawer containing the object of her search. She used her horn to magick open the drawer and withdraw a vial of clear liquid, a syringe and a needle. "Just what I was looking for!" she said, quite pleased. She carefully affixed the needle to the end of the syringe and siphoned out the contents of the vial. After pausing only for a moment to give the plunger a slight push to expunge the air bubbles from the tube she was ready. "Time for things to become infinitely more interesting, darlings!" she laughed.
She crept slowly up to the bedroom door, moans growing ever louder as she approached. She eased the door open with care, and entered the room. So very faintly could she make out the shapes of two bodies entwined upon the bed, undulating in throes of lascivious desire, each motion they made causing Rarity's marehood to grow hotter and flush through her belly in waves.
She let her magic do the work, stopping halfway to the bed. The needle flew into Rainbow's flank, plunger depressing almost two-thirds of the way before she retracted it.
"OW! What the fuck was that!?" Dash exclaimed. "Rarity? Is that you?"
"Shh, darling. It's just me," Rarity replied evenly. "Just doing a bit to... ENHANCE our experience together!"

It was then that Sweetie Belle screamed.

"No, no please.... Why did you do that, Mom?" Sweetie Belle struggled to say between broken sobs.
"I told you to never call me that, little sister. Now shut your mouth-"
"PLEASE tell me you saved some for me? Please... sister..."
"Oh, why of course there's some left, dear!" Rarity said as Sweetie breathed an audible sigh of relief. "After all, you don't think I would give Rainbow the whole dose, do you?"
"I guess not," Sweetie said as she rolled over on her side, awaiting her dose of the drug.
"What are you doing, Sweetie?"
"Getting ready so you can give me the rest of it..." she said, anxiety beginning to seep quickly back into her voice.

"OH, no no no. I said there was some left; I didn't say that it was for YOU," Rarity giggled. "Oh no, you are going to feel EVERYTHING." Rarity's horn began to glow again as the needle angled downward toward her own flank and was propelled into her. Rarity took a deep breath as the syringe hit the floor, bounced and rolled away. She could already feel it. The euphoria, the empowerment, the invincibility, the tainted desire roiling from her marehood and crashing through her insides hard like a storm. She surveyed the scene before her as her vision came into focus; on the bed was Rainbow Dash, still conscious but barely. Her breathing was shallow, but it was no cause for concern. It would even out as her body acclimated to the rather large dose she gave her. And then there was Sweetie Belle, her tight little filly cunt already soaked from the work-over Rainbow had given her. But now she was screaming again. This was going to be perfect.

"Spike, have you seen Rainbow Dash anywhere today? She was supposed to be here over an hour ago." Twilight Sparkle asked her assistant impatiently.
"Ahh, no Twilight, I haven't," he replied. "Last I saw her she was on her way to Rarity's house, but that was earlier today. No clue where she'd be now."
"Well, although it isn't unlike her to be a little late, she's never been THIS late." Twilight said.
"Oh, don't worry Twilight. I'm sure she just got distracted. She's probably taking a nap on a cloud somewhere." Spike said as he returned to his chores.
"Just the same...." Twilight started, "I am a little concerned. I'm going to ask around and see if anypony knows where she is."
"Alright Twilight. See ya when you get back!" Spike called after her as she exited the library.
As Twilight trotted briskly out into the early evening sunshine, her thoughts began to churn. "Now where could she be... I'll try Rarity's house first, see if she can at least tell me when Rainbow left."

After a short walk through town, she arrived at Rarity's house and noticed that the lights were on. "Good. Looks like she's still home." Twilight said to herself as she knocked on the door. "Hmm," she said as she knocked again but still to no answer. She knocked once more. Something didn't feel right about this, but she wrote it off. "Well, I guess she's not home after all." she said as she turned around and started off toward Sugarcube Corner. Funny though, the weather today. She couldn't feel much of a breeze but could have sworn as she was walking away that she heard the wind moaning, howling softly, if only ever so slight and subdued.

As Twilight Sparkle continued to cover ground along her route to Sugarcube Corner, she couldn't manage to shake the feeling that something wasn't right. "Rarity never leaves her lights on," she thought. "If I don't find Rainbow soon..."
At that moment Scootaloo and Applebloom came flying around the corner, nearly trampling Twilight. As she picked herself up off the ground, Twilight was decidedly aggravated. "Just what are you fillies doing!?" She exclaimed.
"Oh wehr sawry, Twilight," Applebloom replied. "We wehr just lookin' fer Sweetie Belle. We're awful worried about 'er, considering she ain't showed up for our daily meetin' of the Cutie Mark Crusaders. We waited around the treehouse fer wat seemed like forevah, but she nevah did come around..."
Scootaloo stomped her hoof to shut her up.
As Applebloom yelped in pain, It all clicked into place. The lights still on at Rarity's house, Rainbow went missing, Sweetie Belle is missing too, and now Scootaloo is hiding something. Every last piece had fallen, and they all fit now. Twilight flushed with anger and fear at a fever pitch as her adrenaline poured hard, suddenly pounding through her veins fast and loose.
"APPLEBLOOM! GO GET A.J. NOW! GET HER AND TELL HER TO COME TO RARITY'S HOUSE!"
"Twilight? Are you oka-"
"GO! RIGHT FUCKING NOW! SCOOTS, COME HERE!" Twilight screamed over her shoulder. As soon as she felt Scootaloo's forelegs wrap around her neck, she teleported.
They reappeared at Rarity's house in an instant.

"RARITY! YOU HAVE ONE CHANCE TO OPEN THIS DOOR, OR SO HELP ME I WILL TEAR THIS HOUSE APART TO FIND YOU!!!" Twilight screamed, horn glowing white-hot, sparks spewing forth from it like a firecracker fuse. There was still no answer.

"Now, darlings. I hope we are all as relaxed as would be befitting ladies in such... extraordinary circumstances!" Rarity giggled. "Rainbow, dear, I have found that I am disappointed in you.
Upon the bed lay Rainbow, conscious now but breathing hard. Her eyes were still a bit unfocused as the effects of the drug were still hitting her with their brunt, but she was aware. Aware of the imminent danger in which she may be and aware that her hard, lean legs were still entwined with the supple young softness of Sweetie Belle's. "What... what do you mean...?" she asked between labored breaths.
"Well, glad that you asked, dear Rainbow!" Rarity said as she began to slide a glove with hardened studs on the knuckles over her hoof. "I figured you would have such a vastly higher tolerance to the drug that I feel as if though I wasted much of it on you. Why, there could have been enough for all three of us from the looks of it! But no matter," she continued. "Since you cannot yet feel anything, I suppose I will have to give your 'initiation dance' to young Sweetie Belle."
Rainbow gasped and Sweetie broke down in tears as Rarity's horn shone bright and electricity began to crackle along the sharp ridges of the glove's knuckles. Rainbow made an attempt to jump in front of Sweetie, but to no avail. She simply tripped over her own legs and landed face-first in the floor.
"PLEASE Rarity! Do it to me, please..." Rainbow pleaded.
"Hmm. Now this is interesting..." she said. "Do you understand how much pain you are about to endure?"
And then they heard Twilight scream.

"We're made, darling. Let's make this quick," she said as she plunged her hoof into Rainbow's marehood.

Rainbow screamed. She screamed until her throat gave out as the pain seared through her like ball lightning burning hot whilst ravaging her insides.
Twilight heard it clear as day. She discharged her horn directly into the door, blowing it into a thousand pieces. As she ran through the house she searched frantically for them, her mind occupied only with the thought that she may well be too late. At last she arrived at the door to Sweetie Belle's bedroom; she discharged another blast from her horn, this time only at a fraction of its capacity so as not to harm anyone who may be on the other side. As the smoke disappated she walked cautiously into the room and gasped in horror at the scene before her. There lay Rainbow, her legs spread wide and hooves clutching her marehood as blood wept from within her and out onto the floor where it was beginning to pool. The stench of burning fur and flesh hung arid in the dimly lit room, mixing rancidly with the scent of sweat and sex. Twilight followed her instinct to run to her friend, and in doing so made a terrible mistake.
"Twilight! Behind you!" Sweetie Belle yelled.
Before Twilight could turn around, she felt a dull pain in the back of her head and the room grew darker and darker still as she fell forward upon the floor, sliding a bit as she hit.

"Well then, that's taken care of." Rarity said as she tossed aside the metal pole. It clattered loudly as it hit the ground but the cacophonous racket did nothing to drown out the heartbroken weeping of Sweetie Belle as she rushed to Twilight's side.

"Applejack!" Applebloom called as she ran towards the farm. She could see her sister in the distance, but was not quite within earshot yet. "APPLEJACK!" she yelled as hard as her lungs would allow. Applejack certainly heard her that time, for she immediately snapped her head in Applebloom's direction.
Trotting briskly to meet her, Applejack inquired, "What's the fuss all about, sis?"
Applebloom slid to a stop in front of her sister and paused to catch her breath. "Twi-Twilight... said... ta come get... you..."
"Whoa there, little sister. Jus' calm down and rest a spell, then tell me."
"No time... Twilight said... Come ta Rarity's... quick... Sweetie Belle and Rainbow might... be in trouble!" she finally managed.
"Rarity..." Applejack said as confusion crept across her face. As the realization dawned, her expression became severe. "Oh no... Ah knew they shouldn't a let her go free."
"What? What's goin' on, sis? A.J., tell me what's goin' on!" Applebloom pleaded.
"No. It ain't none a your concern, Applebloom. I'm goin' ta Rarity's," A.J. said as she looked sternly at her sister. "You go get Big Mac and tell him to find Spike and have'em send a letter to the Princess callin' for help."
"But-"

"No buts, and git in the house after you tell him. It's almost night fall, and young ponies ain't got no business bein' out and about after dark anyhow." Applejack said as she turned and galloped away towards town.

Scootaloo was scared out of her mind. It had been almost half an hour since Twilight blew apart the door to Rarity's house and ventured inside. There were sounds shortly afterwards; another boom, some shuffling around, a scream... and laughter. Hideous sounding laughter, resonating through her head over and over, and ever louder did it grow as it continued to echo. She was tempted to run inside and see what was going on, but she knew she shouldn't. "But what if Rainbow is hurt?" she silently wondered. The thought served to flush the fear from her and fill her heart with dissonance. Anger swept through her, but melted away into sadness as suddenly as it arrived. But as strong as the discontent and forlorn lament had hold of her, beneath the sadness rested even more layers. Resentment, for all the times Rainbow Dash had taken her for granted. Jealousy for the moments in which she knew that Rainbow's eyes were wandering to fillies other than her. Scootaloo had many secrets; shadows cast in her heart by a flame flickering wildly as the wind whispered to her in the night. Her dreams had never been a place she liked visiting, but since she had found Rainbow they had been easier to cope with. On some nights, after she and Rainbow spent time together intimately, they would lay there entangled in each other's embrace and she would not remember any dreams at all. It was those nights which made life worth living for her; but she harbored no delusions that it was as real for Rainbow as it was for her.

"But even so," Scootaloo said to herself, shocked at the sound of her own voice after sitting in silence for so long, "I love her. I have to help her, no matter what it costs." As she crept around the side of the house and towards the back door, she heard the sound of hooves pounding fast as Applejack galloped up the path.

Barrelling through the debris of the doorway and into the house with reckless abandon, Applejack slid to a stop just long enough to see the bedroom door blown off its hinges. "Twilight! Rainbow! Sweetie Belle? Hello?" she called. Something was severely amiss.
"Applejack... don't come in here, Rar-" Sweetie's voice was abruptly cut off by the sound of a hard slap, followed by the sounds of her weeping softly.
"RARITY!" Applejack bellowed with force as she charged the threshhold of the bedroom. A crackling sound like lightning discharging filled the air as a bolt of magic erupted from Rarity's horn and collided with Applejack, knocking her unconscious as it flung her back into the hallway with such force that she shattered the drywall when her body hit.
"Oh, how wonderful! Yet another playmate for me to entertain!" Rarity said as she peered out of the room. "Well, I suppose since she'll be out for a moment, it wouldn't do to interrupt our fun just yet. Now, where were we..." She frowned as she bit her lip, collecting her thoughts. She began to laugh as her expression changed, mouth twisting into a grin. "Oh yes! Hahaha, I remember now! I was going to rape Twilight in front of you two." she said to Rainbow and Sweetie. "And ladies," she breathed as she lowered her voice menacingly, "I better see you two ENJOYING this."
Rainbow groaned as she glanced down at her bleeding crotch, then to Sweetie Belle. "Hey... Sweetie? Spread your legs, hun. I don't think I can take any right now..."
"Oh no no. You shan't take away any of my fun. Sweetie, make love to her. With your mouth."

"Oh dear Celestia, please no... It's going to hurt her worse, Rarity... Please please don't make me..."

"Shut up. You were not asked to speak," Rarity spat as she postitioned Twilight with her ass sticking up in the air. "Now, whilst I pump this purple little tramp's marehood, you have some things to attend to."
Sweetie Belle began to cry softly once more as she placed her lips on the charred flesh between Rainbow's legs and began to gently kiss. It was all Rainbow could do to grab a handful of the comforter from the bed and bite down on it to keep from screaming in agony. Sweetie began to choke as the wounds re-opened and fresh blood flowed freely into her mouth, but she didn't dare stop for fear of what her sister would do to her.
"Mmm, doesn't that feel nice, you little smartass?" Rarity growled as she shoved her gloved hoof into Twilight's tight marehood. "Ooh, darling... I'd be willing to wager you've not had anything inside you before like this!" she giggled, still talking to an unconscious body. "HEY! YOU TWO!" she snapped as she jerked her head back toward Rainbow and Sweetie. "I... don't... hear... any... MOANING!"
Sweetie Belle jumped at her sister's sudden outburst. Rainbow started sobbing hard as Sweetie Belle increased her pace. "I'm so sorry, Rainbow. Please forgive me," Sweetie whispered between kisses and strokes of her tongue.

"Keep... going... kid," Rainbow managed to silently hiss between choked sobs and feigned moans. "You're... doing... great..."

"HaHAHAHA!" Rarity laughed loudly, withdrawing her hoof from Twilight as she gave a slight moan and started to stir. "Look who has decided to join us! I do suppose now might be the proper time to 'initiate' her!" she said as her horn started glowing, causing her glove to dance with electricity. She cocked her arm back, but as she readied herself to plow it into Twilight's marehood, a dull thump was heard, and Rarity collapsed onto the floor, horn growing dimmer until the spark died completely. The same metal pole which Rarity used to knock Twilight out clattered to the floor once more, but instead of the noise threatening to drown discordant weeping, it was left to settle upon the ground against silence.
There stood Scootaloo, expression twisted by myriad emotions. There was too much to process; before her was Rainbow, her love, her idol, but she was wounded... and Sweetie Belle was making love to her.
Sweetie Belle was making love to Rainbow Dash.

Scootaloo burst into tears and ran from the room, through the house and out into the yard where she collapsed, sobbing hysterically as her heart wrenched.

Applejack started to come around finally, and watched as Scootaloo ran past her. She shook out the cobwebs as she picked herself up, then ran into the room. As soon as she saw Rarity lying on the floor, she ran to her and positioned one of her back hooves no more than a foot from her neck and let it hover there.
"What... happened..." Rarity asked as she began to regain consciousness.
"Sugarcube, if'n ya make just one move, if I so much as see a single spark come spittin' outta that horn a yours, I will not hesitate to break your purty little fuckin' head clean off your neck. Bitch." Applejack said as she cocked her head and spat in her face. "Rainbow, Twilight, Sweetie, are ya'll okay? Oh sweet Celestia, Rainbow..."
"Don't worry 'bout me, A.J. I'll be okay. Kinda could use some medical attention, but it can wait 'till Twilight's checked out." she said sheepishly.
"Well, if Applebloom did what I told her, then Big Mac shoulda found Spike some time ago and had 'em dispatch the Royal Guard to come check in on us."

It was then that they heard it. A dull roaring sound, faint at first but gaining volume as it drew near.

"Here they come," Twilight said softly as she rolled over onto her side, facing away from the others. "Oh, no...," she moaned as she wrapped her forelegs around herself. "Oh no, no, no..."
"What's wrong, Twilight? Are you in much pain?" Sweetie Belle asked as she got up and walked over to her. She sat down next to her and let her muzzle rest on Twilight's shoulder. "Don't worry, they'll be taking you to Canterlot to receive care," Sweetie said as she stroked Twilight's mane. "Their hospital has the best medic unicorns in Equestria. I'm sure you'll be right as rain after they heal you..."
"That isn't it," Twilight said, profound sadness saturating her voice. "It hurts. It hurts so much; but not as much as it hurts to know that my big brother is going to see me broken like this..." her words trailing off into silent tears, wracking her body with intermittent spasms as she struggled to breathe through the sorrow.
"Ugh, I need to go check on Scootaloo," Rainbow said, wincing as she tried to stand.
"Rainbow Dash!" Applejack yelled. "You sit your butt right back down. You're in no condition ta be up walking around. I know ya wanna see Scoots, but she can just wait. You need to see a doctor before you do a damn thing."
Rainbow sighed. "A.J., she was really upset. I need to talk to her."

"Hush it. I don't wanna hear it. You sit still."

Laughter suddenly pierced the atmosphere, high and shrill. "Hahaha! What's wrong, dear Rainbow? Afraid your filly lover might have gotten the wrong idea from walking in on your little date with Sweetie Belle!?" Rarity cackled as she began to rock back and forth.
"Funny, I thought I told ya not to move?" Applejack said as Rarity quietened down and looked back upon her with apprehension. "That's what ah thought." she said as she reared back and kicked her in the ribs, causing a sickeningly loud crunching sound as her hoof connected. "Don't do it again."
Rarity nodded as her chest convulsed, the breath knocked entirely from her. Tears began to stream down her face as she bit her lip until she drew blood.
"MOVE MOVE MOVE!" a deep male voice boomed. The clattering of armored hooves hitting the floor heavy filled the house as the Royal Guard entered from both sides. "TWILIGHT!" Shining Armor bellowed at the top of his lungs. "TWILIGHT, ARE YOU HERE!?"

He stepped into the bedroom and cast a beacon of light from his horn to force the melancholic valance of night apart. "Twiley!" he said as he ran to his sister and dropped to his knees. He looked back over his shoulder and yelled, "Medics! Tend to them, immediately. Patch up any wounds enough to stabilize, then prepare them for transport. I'll take care of Twilight."

"Hey big brother," Twilight whispered as she rolled over to face him.
"Twiley, what happened? What did she do to you? Are you injured badly?" he asked, talking almost too fast to understand. Twilight met his eyes, but only for a moment before she had to look away. She laid her head back down on the floor and began to weep once more.
"Twilight, talk to me!" Shining Armor pleaded. Realizing the futility of this endeavor, his worry boiled away into sheer lividity. He gently stroked Twilight's mane, and gave her a kiss on the cheek before he stood up. "Guards. Bind the white unicorn," he said, exerting all the control he had to keep his voice at an even tone. "And be sure to cap her horn with a magic damper; she is dangerous like you've not seen. Go ahead of us and escort her directly to the castle. She is to be brought before Princess Celestia to stand trial for her crimes as soon as you arrive. I'll gather the testimonies and communicate them to the Princess enroute."

"Aye, sir." the four pegasus guards in the room replied in unison. They went quickly about their work, tieing her hooves together and securing the damping device to her horn with refined efficiency. As they hoisted her up in preparation to carry her out, she screamed. "STOP! Oh, dear Celestia! The pain! Put me down, you brutes! I can't breathe!"

"And precisely what is wrong with you, unicorn?" Shining said coldly.
"Why, that inbred, uncouth, filthy little hick Applejack kicked me-"
Shining lost his temper. A bolt of magic burst from his horn and discharged across her face, cleaving a yawning laceration on her cheek. "You listen to me. You listen to me right now," he said as he brought his muzzle only inches from hers. "You deserve EVERYTHING you get. I was the one who suggested you be locked away for good the last time we arrested you. So help me, if I have anything to do with it, you will be thrown in the castle dungeon and left there to rot for the rest of your fucking miserable life, you piece of shit."
As he pulled back away from her face, she stared intently into his eyes while her blood began to run down thickly across her lips and throat.
She had the audacity to blow him a kiss, viscous crimson liquid bubbling out of her mouth and falling free to the floor in large drops.
"GET HER OUT OF MY FUCKING SIGHT!" he yelled. "Medics, REPORT!"
"They are all stable and ready for transport, sir."
"Good. Let's move out."

They set off into the night, the unicorns performing formation teleport jumps as Shining Armor called commands and the pegasi ascended with insurmountable grace into the cold violet sky.

Scootaloo, having wept until there were no more tears left to weep, lay there in the grass of Rarity's back yard, watching as they all departed. She didn't bother calling out to them, nor did she any longer feel much of anything. She stared up at the stars, pinpricks of sparkling white piercing the darkness like the knife Rainbow had shoved in her back with this betrayal. She had already played though the scene over and over in her head, but still the only conclusion at which she could arrive was that her love, her light, the one who meant everything to her, had not even bothered to come thank her after she had come to her rescue. She should have been everyone's little heroine now, but instead she was simply ignored. Written off, shoved back into her corner, and forgotten about. This was not new to her.

"Well," she said to herself as she continued to stare longingly at the movements of the stars, wishing in that moment that she could be anywhere in the universe but right there, "At least..." she choked. Fresh tears began to streak down the sides of her face, wetting the grass on which she lay. "At least," she started again as her voice trembled out of control, "Rainbow won't ever be lonely for company, because now she has Sweetie Belle to love her. Oh, Rainbow..." Scootaloo sobbed. "All I've ever wanted was you... I'm so sorry I wasn't good enough. So sorry..." her voice grew quieter with each syllable until it faded to nothing at all.

Her eyes jerked open. Had she fallen asleep? Had this whole thing been a dream? A quick glance in the direction of Rarity's house proved that to be false, as the back door was still swinging open in the wind from when Scootaloo pried it open earlier that evening and the grass was trampled flat from the Royal Guard's visit. As the memories flooded back, she wished for nothing but to be held. And she knew precisely by whom. She lifted herself from the ground and stood, rubbing her eyes, so irritated by the hours of weeping. She walked back around to the front of the house and looked behind the bush beneath the window sill. "Good, it's still here." she said as she located her saddle bag, just where she had left it. She opened the flap and fished through it for a moment before locating the thing she desired to find; a picture of Rainbow. Her expression melted back into sorrow as she flipped it over and read the letters so delicately written upon it, ink smeared only ever so slightly.
It said,
"To Scoots, From Rainbow

Love ya, kid"

She turned it back over, and kissed the image of her once-lover before carefully placing it back in her bag. She wiggled her way into the straps of the pack, and began walking down the path leading away from Ponyville. All through the night she walked, shivering fiercely as the cold descended from the sky in earnest.