No Magic Flies
By Mlphero123
Wind. That’s the only thing the lone Wonderbolt could feel. She had to fly as far as she could; if she didn’t, then the Changelings would probably capture, interrogate, and then feast on her love. Far away, she could hear the sounds of aerial combat. She needed to get away. It didn’t help that her goggles had been damaged by a stray magic blast, and it also didn’t help that her stamina was draining fast. She continued flying until she found a nice cloud to rest on. She landed on the soft, bouncy cloud. She took her goggles off. “Spitfire’s gonna kill me…” She looked behind herself. Her heart sank. “Oh crap…” she said looking at her contrail. She knew that down below, her rainbow was spotted. She needed to hurry up, and recharge stamina. “Come on Dash, you can do it.”
Anti-Air Defense was the worst for a Changeling, and Kydra was no different. She thought that joining the Raging Hornets meant she could fight in the air, especially against the Wonderbolts, the most elite fliers in the RG army. She watched the sky like a hawk.
“Anything yet?” a Changeling asked.
“No, not yet.”
“Keep looking.”
She groaned and watched the sky. It seemed like seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned to hours. She continued looking at the sky. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw what appeared to be a rainbow shooting across the sky. A Wonderbolt, definitely. She quickly took to the sky. She flew up towards the cloud the Pegasus stopped at. Then, like a rocket, the Pegasus took off. Kydra, not wanting to lose the chance to take down a Wonderbolt, gave chase. “You’re not getting away from me, Pegasus.”
Rainbow continued flying in the direction she thought Cloudsdale was. She was just trying to get home, she didn’t need an enemy shooting at her all the way back. Her wings were sore and she was still tired, but she was in enemy territory, and there was no second to lose. She flew towards her believed destination. Then she heard something. She looked to her right. Nothing. She sighed with relief. She continued flying, then she heard it again. She looked to her right again. There it was, a Changeling. She held back a scream. The Changeling stared at her. Rainbow closed her eyes.
Kydra had a hard time keeping up the Pegasus. They flew really, really fast. She sped up in an attempt to catch up. Whoever this mare was, she was fast. “I’ll give ya that one, Pegasus.” She continued to give chase. She boosted herself through a cloud, which made a bit of a boom. Kydra quickly dialed back a bit to keep from getting detected. The Pegasus looked in her direction, but didn’t see her. Kydra flew closer to the lone Pegasus, and that’s when noticed the soldiers damaged goggles and the fear in the mares eyes. Kydra charged her shot, but then stopped. Was this right? Shooting a scared and very defensive mare? Where was the honor in that? She thought about options, shoot the Wonderbolt, or let her go. Then she remembered shooting a Wonderbolt would effectively earn her the Queens Cross; a high honor that was only earned by Changelings who showed heroism in the line of duty. Kydra knew her mother would be proud, after all, Chrysalis expected nothing more than Kydra’s very best. But it just didn’t feel right. Was there truly honor in this? She stared at the mare, who finally caught sight of her. The scared mare closed her eyes. Kydra felt conflicted. What was the right thing to do? Was there really a fine line for this type of stuff? She looked down to the ground. No Changeling would see them from up here. “This ain’t right…”
Rainbow kept her eyes closed. This wasn’t real. Was it? It’ll be gone when I open my eyes. It’ll be gone when I open my eyes. It’ll be gone when I open my eyes. She slowly opened her eyes. She was right. The Changeling wasn’t at her right flank any more. She sighed.
*whistle!*
She looked to her front. There it was. The Changeling was in front of her. “Follow me Pegasus!” Rainbow shook her head. “Trust me! You won’t make it to Cloudsdale without getting shot at, let me help!”
Rainbow couldn’t believe it; a Changeling was helping her? She was pretty much out of options. She nodded and flew towards the Changeling. She caught up with the Changeling. The two enemies flew together. Rainbow still couldn’t believe that a Changeling was helping her get home. She looked over to her foe. “Why are you helping me?”
“Where’s the honor in shooting down a weakened Pegasus?”
“I thought y’all didn’t believe in honor.”
“Well I guess I’m different.” Kydra continued to guide the Pegasus towards Cloudsdale.
“Oh crap.”
“What?”
“I think they see us.”
Kydra looked down. A couple of Changelings were watching them. “Okay, I’ll fire magic at you, and—
“Hold on, what?!”
“Trust me, if they think I’m chasing you, then they won’t shoot at us.”
“Alright, just don’t hit me.”
The two enemies continued flying, then Kydra started firing.
Kydra! Is that you?
Kydra connected to the MC, “yeah, it’s me.”
Are you alright? Do you need assistance or anything?
“Nah, I got’em.”
Alright. Over and out.
“Over and out.”
The two enemies continued their “dogfight” as long as they could. “Hey Pegasus! Go into those clouds!”
“Alright!”
Rainbow turned and flew into the cloud. Kydra flew into the cloud with her. “Okay, we’re safe for now.” Kydra stuck out her head. “Cloudsdale is a few klicks that way.”
“Alright, let’s do this.”
“I’ll lead.”
The two enemies left the cloud. Rainbow led the way and Kydra followed behind her. The two flew in the direction of Cloudsdale. The closer they got, the more stressful it was. There was always a chance that a Wonderbolt or a Changeling would see them flying together. After about twenty to thirty minutes of flying, they saw a city on the horizon. Cloudsdale. Kydra stopped. “Okay, you can make the rest. I’ll head back.”
“You sure?”
“Yep. I’ll see you later Pegasus.”
“Alright. Later Changeling.”
Kydra gave a short salute. The two enemies turned to fly in opposite directions. One was heading to a city, the other was heading to a hive. Only one thing was certain. They were headed home. And not only home, but they headed back with a memory of this fateful day.
