Prologue

Things were dark, very dark. Then there was an explosion of color. Rainbow Dash could feel her legs held spread out and tied off. Her vision faded to blackness again. Another flash of vibrant color danced in front of her eyes. A bottle of clear liquid was dumped onto her face, making her scream at the top of her lungs. The vision faded back to blackness, everything mute. Again, there is a colorful explosion of pain. She could feel herself starving, and then a harsh pain in her wing. She screamed as she felt sections of her wings leave her body, blood flowing down her back. The vision didn't fade this time. Time still passed; hours and hours of it. She stood on her back legs, tied in place, starving and cold. She felt a hoof hit her face and the blackness came back in force.
For a while, nothing happened, and then the rainbow of pain returned. Fresh cuts, hundreds of them, dotting her lips and the edges of her mouth. A thick cord strung between them, holding her mouth closed. She could feel her spine sticking out, pressed against her skin. She could feel every rib in her body against her chest. She was starving. Her time was coming to an end. The suffering was coming to an end. Dash heard a voice. The first one she had heard during this long time of torment. She was far too tired, too broken to make it out. The ropes holding her forelegs gave way in unison, and her face connected with the floor. Another color explosion, then blackness. She wished her nightmare would end, that she could wake up, but the horror show pressed on. It tore at her mind, filling her with pain and sorrow.

She could hear a cart. It was drawn by at least two larger stallions, and by the weight of their steps, she guessed they were earth ponies. Every inch of her was on fire, like she had just been beaten for six hours straight. She could hear something being lifted. She tried to scream, but only drew blood from her bound mouth. The stretcher carrying she was taken down a distance from where, she suspected, was the back of the cart. She could feel the ever-present bonds around her hooves, digging into her. Then things changed. She felt herself lifted, as if by a unicorn’s magic. She prayed that it was a friend, that she may be safe. The magic changed, it wound itself up like a spring and, with no warning, released. She screamed into her mind as she could hear air sailing by her ears, feel the vertical acceleration and then down. She pleaded with her dream; pleaded that she would wake up in her fluffy cloud bed before she hit the ground. No such luck. She touched down hard, she bounced and rolled. Something caught the bonds on her fore hooves and tore them free. She rolled and fell for what seemed like hours, although it may have been minutes. She tumbled over a ledge and smacked into something very hard. There was a bright light in front of her eyes, and she knew no more.

Author's Note

I strongly advise against reading my first story till well after I rewrite it... yeah... its THAT bad

EDIT: finally got around to editing these... have had the edited form for months now but have had no time to do it. on a side note thank my mother for being a better editor than anyone else who i talked to :P

EDIT EDIT: got a new editor. chapters 1 to five are redone.