I once received a gift. The gift of flight.
I couldn't have asked for anything better. Flying means freedom. It means you can do anything you want. You can touch the stars and the moon. You can explore these galaxies that look so far from the ground, but that are only a few wingbeats away. You can race with the bright shooting stars, following their sparkling tails as they shoot through the sky. You can fly fast. Faster then you could ever imagine. You can bust away all these clouds and decide of the weather. You can fight through the storm, speeding between these deadly lightning bolts. You can drop down the sky, before openning your wings at the last second and fly back up. You can dive under these rainclouds, before flying higher and higher, creating bright rainbows as you feel the contact of the warm sunbeams against your feathers. You can dream of complicated stunts and unimaginable speed. There isn't any problem with that. Others will tell you to forget about it, that you are failure and that you'll never make it. Ignore them. You know better then these bullies what you are capable of. You will practice hard, and then, you'll show them that if you believe in yourself, you can do anything. You will sleep on clouds, dreaming of the day you'll join the Wonderbolts. You won't miss any of their shows. You'll know everything about them and practice every day to get better and better. To join them. To join them in their stunts. To fly with them. To have a family. You'll participate in all the shows you were watching when you were just a filly. You will be well known, everypony will regonize you when you fly by. Young ponies will dream to be like you. And you'll tell them to always follow their dreams, that they can do anything if they believe in themselves. That you believe in them. They'll smile and thank you. You'll smile as well, taking off in the azure sky. And once the night has settled, you'll go back home. They'll barely see you as you fly by, perfecting some dives. Others will watch in awe as you dash through the sky.
Until one faithful day.
You'll be flying as usual, diving through the sky. But suddenly, you will do one bad move and you'll twist your wing, causing it to crack. You'll lower your eyes towards the ground. As you fall. You always ignored all flying safety, knowing it'll never give you any fame. You are falling from high. You know you won't survive. You remember all these moments. These moments of joy and sadness. The day where your dreams came true. As you look up, you see a shooting star. Make one last wish. I wish all your dreams come true. Suddenly, a form comes busting out of the clouds. It's diving towards you. You regonize her. It's the little filly that was always dreaming to be like you. She's now diving towards her idol. Hoping to save you. Her hooves are straight in front of her. A mix of fear and determination is in her purple eyes. You smile at her. You tell her how proud you are. She screams when she realizes she can't save you. Your body hitss strongly the ground. You feel all your bones crack in your body. You see the filly landing a little further. She turns around and runs towards you. She's crying. She tells you how sorry she is. You tell her it's okay, that you're extremely proud of her and that you don't want to see her cry.
I'm so proud of you Scootaloo, but please, don't cry.
I'm so sorry, I wished I could have save you.
Don't worry Scoot, I'll always be there, I'll always encourage you to push yourself forwards. You'll perfect many stunts and you'll join the Wonderbolts. You might even be their captain, who knows?
I don't want to be their captain, you were the one supposed to replace Spitfire.
And you'll replace me. I believe in you kid, I know you have everything it takes to become an awesome flyer.
Thanks
And remember, I'll always be there for you. I'll always be watching you, from wichever star I end up on, I'll always be watching you. I'll smile when you perform, wishing to come cheer for you.
I don't want you to leave.
I'd like to stay here, but it's time for me to go.
I love you Rainbow Dash.
I love you too Scootaloo, and remember, never give up! Do it for me.
I promise.
Please Scoot, go up there, show me your best stunts...
Of course.
I watch you as as you spred your wings and gain altitude, tears streaming from your eyes. Don't cry. You truly are special Scootaloo. Please, continue, I want to see you flying until my last breath...
This is the weirdest feeling. I feel like something is taking me up in the sky, but I can't move.
It's time. I guess.
I love you Scootaloo.
I close my eyes, a smile upon my face.
It's the end...my last flight. My last breath. My last smile. My last thought. My last wish: to see you become the Wonderbolt you've always wanted to be.
This is it. The last second of my existence.
I'm back in the sky. I'm where I belong. I got back my wings. I'm flying around you. Even if you can't see me, I always next to you.
Thanks for everything. Thanks to all my friends.
It's finished. This is the end of Rainbow Dash. Element of Loyalty.
Author's Note
Yes, this is darn short, I know, but I challenged myself to write 1000 words exactly :) Count them if you want, there are exactly 1000.
I might write a side story, but from Scootaloo's view, we'll see
