Rock Bottom & Upward

Lavender Dream marked up another tally where she wasn't on the block. To many she was considered to be "damaged goods". Crippled by a former master who she had attacked out of rage. Lavender had also used and abused by many masters, as she lay there hoping for death...she heard a young male voice say, "Father....that is the one I want!" she then heard another voice reply.

"Sorry son, she's damaged and dangerous....if you so wish I have others."

"Blueblood.....go and find yourself something from the benders and I'll talk to this gentle-colt." Once the young stallion left the older ones spoke.

"Sir......I'm not selling Lavender to any pony, she has the rage of an untamed Manticore at best and even of she was tamed she has a record of running off. However, I'll give her to you seeing that you're a family stallion all I ask...demand in fact that you treat her well. Hell! Find a way to let her walk and fly again. She lost her kid at sea during a storm or so I'm informed by one of the others."

When the score was settled and Blueblood watched in awe as the threstral mare flew even though it caused a great deal of pain.

8 weeks later

Blueblood say on a couch in the Drawing Room of the family mansion, Lavender was receiving her orders and tasks; he new titanium and aluminum alloy legs and spine including new wing supports were elegant and possessed smooth lines and texture. "Ms. Lavender Dream, besides the listed items on the document, you will also be sleeping in our son's bed chambers."

Before Blueblood could rephrase his mother's last statement Lavender Dream exclaimed in mixed horror and fear of what could happen. "I mean no disrespect or insubordination but I've done similar sleeping arrangements in the past and things happened that had caused me pain and hurt emotionally, mentally and physically and I am not able to do that."

"Poor dear, I see what you're saying and it's nothing like that....you'll have your bed and closed off bedroom of sorts of your own." Lavender began to breathe easily again and Blueblood had wrapped his foreleg around and whispered.

"In this home nothing will ever hurt you again." Blueblood motioned to a maid to fetch some calming Camille tea and Lavender Blueblood was noticing had been shaking. At this moment his sister Fleur-de-lis came trotting in with her Saddle-Arabian servant who had the look of one that had to give opinions on way too much jewelry. When Lavender saw his she hissed and lunged at him and tried to bite his throat. The stallion backed the hell out of the room and Blueblood and Fleur-de-lis had to restrain the threstral which wasn't easy. The Saddle-Arabian walked in nervously and lay a hoof on Lavender and he thought of something to say.

"I remind you of somepony don't I?" the mare nodded and began to cool down and nervously looked around the room. First official day in the house and she tried to kill someone.....horrible luck to have and she thought that she was going to be turned out. "My name is Dessert Storm, what is your name?"

"Lav-Lavender Dream....sorry I tried to kill you."

"You weren't the first mare to do so....Fleur tried to on my first day.....let's leave it at coffee and 1400 bit silk gowns don't mix very well." Fleur gave the stallion a playful jab to the ribs, Lavender felt like she was finally being treated like somepony and not like property.

1 week later

Lavender was going through her cyborg body's tech gear and discovered that it had a built in cellphone feature and GPS. She was flipping out over what she got equipped with that she needed to wake up Blueblood. She bolted over to his bed side and gently prodded him and got assaulted by a fluffy pillow. She tackled him and shoved him to the floor and he dragged her down with him.

Lavender was treated like one of the family like Dessert Storm. Blueblood tapped out as his pillow was smothering him.

Lavender also was enrolled into the university like Blueblood, Fleur-de-lis, and Dessert Storm. Lavender got to meet Blueblood's mare friend, a mare named, Sassy Saddle. The mare seemed nice enough but Lavender felt like she was hiding something. During the first period. Lavender found that chemistry was dull, but she loved psychology and business. During lunch, Lavender met the other friends that Fleur and Blueblood had.

During Gym class however things got rough. Lavender got paired with a stallion for a relay and the stallion decided to be rude. "So Threstral.....once Blueblood is done with with you....can I have you? Or did somepony ask for you?" The comments in of themselves weren't terrible on the surface but Lavender knew what he was asking; she turned on him and the pair fought and Lavender was spewing fire!

"Sick Bastard! I have had enough of your kind! I wish you'd curl up and die in Tartartus!" blows were being exchanged and when the fight ended and the pair sat in the principle's office, Lavender knew she would be in huge trouble. When the parents arrived and the story was drug out; Lavender Dream got a temporary ory 2 week suspension while the stallion got 4 since he had been warned about that kind of talk before.

Lavender Dream cried in her bed, memories were flooding back in and she hadn't noticed that Blueblood sat beside her. She felt his foreleg wrap around her and she couldn't help but sob into shoulder. In the corner of her eye she saw Sassy sitting in the chair beside her bed. She quickly sat up straight and tried to pull herself together.

"Let it all out dear" was the accented voice cooed and gently moved beside her and gently drew her in for a hug. Sassy and Blueblood wanted to find all the stallions who hurt Lavender and end their existences. Lavender Dream sobbed for about 2 hours and Sassy had to take her leave and vowed that she would try to get the fight removed from Lavender's school record.