Fear and Doubt Clip Wings

NOTE FROM AUTHOR: I'm really impatient right not because this is the fifth fucking time I've tried to write this fucking chapter because my computer is a dick and decides to shut down at random times before I can fucking save my progress. If the chapter seems short, this is why. On a happier note!: WOW, I did not think my story would blow up like this! I mean, this started out as just a simple idea I got in my head after watching Fluttershy's cutie mark flash back, and it turns out you guys are LOVING it! You guys rock! <3
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Colorstike lay in bed on her stomach as her husband gently massaged her back. Both Pegasi's manes were a mess from their previous bout of passionate love-making, and now it was time to just relax. The couple may have been together nine years and married for six, but they fucked like newlyweds. She turned her head and lay it on the pillow, looking up at her lover. "Babe," she said, drowsily. "Do you think we'll be like this forever?"

Arrow leaned over from where he sat on her hindquarters and planted a gentle kiss on the pink mare's forehead. "I know we will." he said warmly. Satisfied with the answer, Strike allowed her eyes to drift shut.

Knowing his wife was asleep, Arrow kept massaging her back. This was the part after sex he loved best, just to be able to admire her as he worked his hooves over beautifully sculpted body. From her well chiseled backside, to her long, luscious legs, then up to her gorgeous face. Her personality was just as beautiful as she was: Happy and warm. She was stubborn, yes, but that was one of her best features. He bent his head and kissed gently between her shoulder blades, savoring the taste of her skin against his lips. His heart swelled with joy at the thought of spending the rest of his life with the perfect mare, his Colorstrike - the perfect mother and lover.

Meanwhile, behind the door of room 116, Fallenfeather was basking in her final hours of life. The shards of glass that penetrated her had sliced up her insides to the point where no surgeon could fix them; and even if they could, she'd have no life. She'd be a vegetable, unable to enjoy herself.

Smack Down had been killed, shot down by an officer when he'd been spotted in the streets of CloudsDale, The red stallion had seen them and his blue eyes had darkened in panic and he lost his cool as he zoomed toward the young, unexperienced officer. As much as she'd tried not to, Fallenfeather had sobbed like a child.

She wanted to say goodbye to Fluttershy, to Strike, to everypony she'd ever met, but she contemplated on if it would hurt them more. No, she thought. Better to let them know that I'll be gone then to leave them wondering. she decided.

She picked up the phone beside her and took a deep breath before dialing Strike's number. Tears poured down her face as she held the phone to her ear and the phone rang.

Once

Twice

After the fourth ring, she was about to hang up until a sleepy voice finally answered. "Herlloo?" It was Strike.

"S-Strike." she stammered. More tears poured from her face at the thought of telling her best friend that she was about to die. "No, I'm not fine." she answered truthfully.

"What happened?"

"Smack Down's dead, Strike. And so am I."

A long, painful silence answered her. Finally, she heard a deep breath. "W-hat?"

Feather gave a shuddering breath. "I'm dying Strike."

Then she heard it, a long loud wail exploded. Then Strike's voice was back. "N-no! Feather, I- no, NO!" She was hysterical now, and Feather could hear Arrow in the background and the shifting as the phone was passed and a more masculine voice replaced Strike's.

"Feather, what the hell happened?" Arrow asked.

"Long story." she breathed painfully. "Too long." she paused. "C-can I talk to 'Shy?"

Stony silence greeted her request and she heard a huff as Arrow thought of what he should do. In the background, Strike's wailing faltered and a door slammed.

Fluttershy blinked from her place in Dash's bed when light spilled into the room. Arrow stood, silhouetted against the harsh light from the hallway. His eyes were wet. "Shy, come here." he said.

Dash was a heavy sleeper, so Fluttershy wasn't careful when getting out of the bed. She tossed the blanket aside, revealing the blue filly's back leg as she hopped down. "What's wrong, Arrow?" she whispered.

The night-colored Stallion didn't answer as he led her into his bedroom. The bathroom door was shut and she could hear soft whimpers coming from inside. He picked the phone up off the bed and handed it to the yellow filly, who gave it a hesitant look before taking it.

"Hello?" she said.

"Shy?" a familiar voice sounded from the other line.

"Mommy!" she squeaked gleefully. Her attitude changed when she heard a choked cry come from the line. "Mommy?"

"S-shy.. I won't be coming to pick you up tomorrow..." her mother's voice was so depressed, Fluttershy could feel it dripping from every words she said.

"Mommy, what do yo-"

Her mother interrupted her. "I won't be coming tomorrow. Or the next day. Not ever." she said.

Fluttershy felt her lip begin to quiver, but she let her mother continue.

"Shy, remember when I told you why Granny Dazzle wasn't here anymore? Because it was her time to go?"

Fluttershy nodded, but then remembered that her mother could see her. "Y-yes."

"Well, sweetie." her mother took a quivering breath and sighed. It was obvious she was sobbing. "I-it's time for me to.. to..."

"Go." Fluttershy finished. She wasn't crying yet, but she could feel her eyes dampen.

"That's right." her mother agreed. "Fluttershy, Colorstrike and Arrow are gonna take care of you, I already had them listed in case something like this happened. They're gonna take care of you, they're going to love you, and you will continue your life." she insisted.

The tears finally spilled when her mother spoke again. "I'll never be completely gone, dear. I live in on in you, Flutter Natalia Shy." she used her daughter's full name.

"I love you sweetie. It's time for me to go now."

"Fluttershy took a deep breath. "Okay, Mommy. I love you too." She put the phone down as it clicked and kept her gaze fixed on the messy bed.

"'Shy?" She looked up at Arrow, who was staring at her concernedly. "You realize that you dad can never hurt your mommy again, right? She's free."

Fluttershy brightened at that and hugged her new father tightly. It was true. Her mother was free, but not without a cost.

HA, HE'S FINALLY DEAD! :D I know you guys probably wanted more of a painful death for him, but I just couldn't find a way to make that happen while keeping everyone in character! If you want, you can make up your own way of his death. The story ain't over yet! More chapters a comin'!