Proluge- The wonderbolts show
"Dont worry, I, the great and powerful Trixie, will make your show even more spectacular!" said Trixie, talking to Spitfire and Soarin. "Thanks, Trixie." Said Spifire. "The rest of our team are sick, so we'll have to have a lot of effects to make up for it!"
"Dont fear, Trixie shall make something fantastic!" said Trixie. "How's this?" She said, charging up her horn. When she summoned the spell, a trail appeared showing videos from the wonderbolts best moments. "Thats cool, Trixie!" Said Soarin.
"Well, you'll only expect the best from me, the great and powerful Trixie!" Trixie responded. "Your so boastful, Trixie!" said Spitfire. "See you at the show!" "What? Me, the great and powerful Trixie, boastful? I am simply addressing that I am BETTER, at magic than most!"
At The show
"Welcome to the wonderbolts performance!" said the voice that came over the loudspeaker." The show will be starting very shortly..." "Hey, Trixie!" said Soarin and Spitfire. "Hello." responded Trixie. "So, you ready to do your stuff for the show?" Asked Spitfire. "I am more than ready! I have been practicing this spell, and made it able to follow any target! Just don't get to close to it, or else something bad WILL happen." Trixie responded. "uh,OK." responded Spitfire. "Now, let the show begin!" the voice came over the loudspeaker. "Well, off we go." said Soarin. "Get ready, Trixie!" "I will be ready!" Trixie responded, walking away.
Now, all that Trixie had to do was get up high enough to be able to cast the spell close enough to them. But the only seats were right next to Twilight Sparkle and her friend, Rainbow Dash. "*sigh*, I guess I'll have to.." said Trixie, walking over. "Oh, hi, trixie..." Said Rainbow Dash and Twilight Sparkle. "Hello, but the only reason I am here to cast my magnificent spell for the wonderbolts show!" respond Trixie. "Why would they make YOU do a spell for a wonderbolts concert?" asked Rainbow Dash, clearly annoyed. "No matter for that, I have to cast the spell!" Said Trixie, preparing here spell and activating it, summoning the trail to follow the wonderbolts. "That's a pretty good spell, trixie!" said Twilight. "Well, what do you expect to come from the greatest unicorn in equestria?" said Trixie "Trixie, thats quite boastful." Twilight responded, a bit mad. "Why should you care, you don't even have anything to boast about!" "Trixie, people might like you more if you were NICE for a change." As Trixie got mad from this comment, her magic started going out of control. "trixie?" said spitfire, noticing the trail speeding up towards her. "First of all," Trixie started speaking. "Trixie!" "You shouldn't be saying things like that..." "TRIXIE!!!!!!! HELP!!!" yelled spitfire,as the path was right up to her and Soarin. "What?" Trixie turned around, but it was too late. The path struck, the wonderbolts, and covered them in a gigantic ball, with the video still playing. The video started to rewind, faster and faster, into the magic became unstable and blew up in a gigantic blast. When the dust subsided, the wonderbolts were no where to be seen. "w-w-WHAT DID YOU DO?????" Said Rainbow Dash, lunging herself onto Trixie. "I-i-i-i-i, how could I do this?" Trixie said, running of crying. "Why is she so sad about it?" asked Rainbow Dash to herself. "We'll find that out ourselves, but for now we got to focus on finding the wonderbolts. I wonder where they went...." Pondered Twilight.
"Uhhhh, where am I?" Said Spitfire, waking up. "Welcome to the young flyers competition!" said the voice over the loud speaker.
Spitfire slowly came to, as Soarin touched her. But... why was Soarin a filly? She looked down at herself, and saw that she, too, was a filly. "what the..." Said Spitfire, slowly waking up. "What happened?" "act natural." Said Soarin. As Spitfire came to comepletly, she saw that she was in a room surrouned with other fillies. "We're back at the young flyers competition from when we were fillies." Said Soarin. "We should check what number we are.." said Spitfire, looking down at her flank. She saw that she was number 33, and so was soarin. "We were a team act.." Said Spitfire. "Next up, numbers 32, the Storming lightnings!" Said the voice over a loudspeaker. They were quite a good team. They were peforming barrel rolls and flips, and when they finishedthey got a fresh cheer from the audience. Next up, numbers 33, the Wonderbolts! "You'll do this, guys!" Said a lot of voices from the other contestants. The group of the Storming Lightnings just said "what a bunch of overrated losers." As Soaring and Spitfire went out, they got a fresh cheer from the crowd. A lot of people had already heard of them. "Lets go" said spitfire, and Soaring nodded. But as soon as they tried to fly, they realized that all they could do was get a few feet of the floor. A fresh round of gasps came from the crowd. Soaring and Spitfire just walked off the stage after this, with their heads hung low. "What did we tell you all, a bunch of overrated losers." Said a member from the Storming Lightnings, along with jeers of "I thought you guys were cool." "And the winner of this years young flyers competition is...... Dancing Thunder!" The crowd cheered as the pony went on stage to claim her award, while the Storming Lightnings just stood there, twitching uncontrollably while there smiles grew to insanity.
Later That Night
"Lets get him now, his asleep." Said a pony, walking over to the bed of Dancing Thunder. Dancing Thunder then woke up, and saw the face of a pony. "W-w-who are you?" Asked Dancing thunder. When the pony just stood there, pulling out something, he grabbed her baseball bat and swung at the pony. "mum? Mum? MUM???" Yelled Dancing Thunder, attempting to hit the pony with a baseball bat, but Dancing Thunders mum didn't come. The pony then threw a needle at Dancing Thunder....
The next day...
"Today, we mourn the death of Dancing Thunder....."
