Long live the princess

Date: 9/29/13 B.R.L. (Before the Return of Luna)

Location: Cloudsdale, Financial District

Time 20:25

A filly slept in her bed, rainbow colored mane covering her cloud pillow, her cyan coat covered by a blanket and her wings carefully tucked on her back. Her room walls covered with Wonderbolt memorabilia, from posters to action figures. Dreams of her and the Wonder Bolts soaring through the skies. A thin dreamy smile spread on her face as she did a sonic rainboom, impressing all the Wonderbolts.

A few rooms across from Rainbow Dash’s was Cloud Breaker and Stratos, her mother and father, slept in their bed. Snuggling with each other tightly to keep warm in their house, when the sound of a window breaking joined the sound of heavy rain and thunder. Stratos quickly stood up, accidently waking up his wife.

“Honey” she said rubbing her eyes, “what is it?”

“Probably one of those boys again, be right back,” he said rolling out of the blanket, stretching his wings and legs before grabbing his Coltsville Slugger from his dresser.

“Be carful,” she said looking at her husband.

“Relax… What’s the worst that could ha…GAH!” he screamed as the bullet ripped open the left side of his cheek. Cloud Breaker screamed bloody murder before another bullet was fired, jamming itself inside her mouth, she let out a few pained gasps before going limp.

“CLOUD BREAKER!” Stratos yelled as he slowly limped his way to the corpse of his wife when another bullet pierced his legs. Which made him trip over his bat, causing it to slam into his stomach, making him cough up blood and saliva. He rolled over, clutching his stomach as the assassin slowly trotted over, unsheathing a dagger from her belt.

“C-c- *cough* can I ask you a question?” Stratos said barley due to the gash in his cheek. The assassin nodded,

“May… M-may I know who the n-n-n-n-n-ame of my killer is?”

“Fare enough” the assassin said, removing her mask to reveal a tried blood colored mane with white hair and a bloody skull as a cutie mark, eyes were as grey as stone, as was her heart. “My name, Stratos, is Mors. I have been ordered to kill you by my organization. I do not know why I have to kill you and I have no bad feelings towards you and your family, but its just business” As she finished, she plunged her dagger into his heart. Stratos felt his life slowly leave him, his eyes, once light purple were now a light grey and his eyes started to expand as he drew his final breath. Under his breath he whispered

“Rainbow… Da…” he whispered as his life fade out. The deed was done, and Mors whipped the blood from the dagger, retrieved a trophy from the bodies, a bone from the hoof, and was about to leave the room when a quiet voice broke the silence.

“Dad, Mom, are you okay,” said the 13-year-old filly said, whipping her eyes with one hoof as the other one held the Wonderbolt blanket. Her eyes were cleared from any sand and she looked at the scene that had unfolded upon her. Her eyes started to water as she sees the blood and corpses of both her parents. She ran to her father’s side grabbing his hoof hopelessly trying to wake him up. “Dad, please be okay! Pleeease!” she screamed as the blood stained her coat. She looked up, to the remasked assassin. Anger, rage, and pure octant adrenaline coursed through her veins. In a single motion, she ripped a rib from her father’s chest and sliced the assassin’s face under her left eye.

The assassin was taken by complete surprise, but then redefined herself by punching the filly square in the face making her fly back to her father’s side. Rainbow slowly got up, but was pushed down; the sharp tip of a dagger lightly poked her neck.
“The only reason that I’m letting you live is because… I like you, and I think you have some serious balls to rip out your own father’s ribs just to take a stab at me. I like that, I like that a lot” Mors leaned in on the filly, and gently licked her neck (Wait… What the fuck is going on? I don’t like where this is going!), but then slammed the filly’s head on the cloud floor. Making a loud thud and then silence.
Mors whipped her face; her job was done, as well as some permanent psychological damage to the poor filly. But that was just collateral damage. She unfolded her wings and flew out the window in the bedroom. As she did this, a neighbor knocked on the door.

“Hey Stratos? You ‘ight, I heard screaming and decided to check it out. You didn’t answer so I called the police” said Amos, a stallion with a green coat and black mane and tail, a cloud with an arrow through it.

“Step aside” said one of the officers as he used a cloud battering ram to knock down the door; this was followed by three sets of hoof steps as they entered the dead silent house.

“Stratos? Cloud Breaker? Rainbow Dash? Anyone here?” Amos asked galloping up stairs to the bloody mess…

1 Year later… (An entire year to plan a funeral… damn)

“We are gathered here today, to honor the life of two great Pegasi, as well as mourn their passing. Today we honor the lives of Stratos and Cloud Breaker, who were abruptly taken from us by a masked assassin. We will now commence the sayings” said the priest as a few ponies came up to the open coffins of the deceases couple, Cloud Breaker’s mouth was closed and only Stratos’s face was shown. Rainbow Dash just sat down in her chair, with her uncle, who was a large stallion named Cloud Stryker, his Grey coat was completed with his light blue and red mane and tail. A cloud with a hammer through it symbolized his cutie mark.

“Hey kid, you wanna go up. Say good-bye to the folks before the get buried?” he said with his light Manehattan accent.

“Y-yeah” she said shaking as she got up from her chair, her uncle followed her, as motivational courage and to say his good byes as well…

20 minutes…

The bodies in their coffins were slowly buried in soil, as this went on, the large group of 60 mourners started to disperse, until it was only Rainbow Dash and Cloud Stryker. Rainbow Dash knelt down, tears rolling down her face and then absorbed on the graves. Her uncle placed a hoof on her shoulder and then both of them trotted away and then flew away to his sky palace.

4 minutes…

The sound of hoof steps on soil became louder and closer to the grave as a mare with a full black dress, a black veil covered her face as she planted a pair of Lunar Flowers. They were extremely rare and only found in the deepest parts of the EverFree Forest on the night of a blue moon and give off a distinctive glow when it’s dark. The reason they are rare is because they never die out, they just get reborn only bigger and brighter then before.

“May your souls rest in eternal sleep” she said, brushing a strand of hair away from her scar under her right eye…