Chapter one: On the run
BOLTS POINT OF VIEW
"Ow!" A lightning strikes me just between my wings – oof , my head hurts. Shit my vision's fading and…
No I can't black out now.
It's dark. I don't know if this is my third or fourth night spent on the run.
I am so tired. If I could, I would have collapsed, right there in mid-flight.
It must have been at least five or six hours since the last time I took it to hyper speed and shattered the sonic wall. I don't think I can stand it much longer, but every time I stop, they gain on me. If they get me I'm doomed. Maybe I should stay in the next pegasus village I pass by, but if I stay too long they'll catch up to me. I ca — what was that? I think I heard wings flapping. It can't be them, can it?
"Hey! You shouldn't fly when you're tired, you know."
That can't be them. It sounds like a young mare, not the likes of which I'm fleeing. I'd better ask, maybe she knows where I can sleep
"Sorry - I'm just migrating. Do you know a place, where a pegasus can get some well-deserved rest?"
"Well, Cloudsdale's not far from here, but I don't think there are any free rooms. Maybe I could fix up my guest room if you want me to, with the storm and all. Oh, and what's your name?"
"Thank you that's very nice of you. My name is Bolt, by the way" I said looking at the pegasus, who just offered me, a complete stranger, to enter and rest in her house, almost as if we knew each other.
I suddenly realize how far I travelled. Back in my town I would probably have been knocked out and have everything stolen from me. I make a mental note about thanking her in some way.
The mare before me had cutie mark shaped like a rainbow coloured lightning bolt from a white thundercloud. Almost the same as my cutie mark, a golden lightning bolt with what looked like fire inside. I guess we both specialized in speed or something. Man, I get off track
Other than that she has light blue fur and a rainbow colored mane.
"This way to my house. I'm rainbow dash, by the way. Always nice to make a new friend."
Friend. Maybe.
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DASH'S POINT OF VIEW
(5 minutes earlier)
Hey! That can't possibly be a pegasus, who's out flying in this weather. Lightning storms are extremely dangerous.
ZZZZZZZZZZZZAAAAAAAAP
"Ow!"
Shit! It is a pegasus! I going to help that poor guy. That must really hurt.
As I get closer, I can see he looks exhausted. I call out to him as I fly steadily closer. Hmm - his cutie mark is very much like mine. Strange. Well no time to have second thoughts now - I think he heard me.
"Hey! You shouldn't fly when you're tired, you know."