(A journal entry from a pegasus)
Mother Nature was angry the day everything changed for me. The black clouds roiled and tumbled high above the earth, a result of two clashing air fronts; Sparking alive with dangerous thunder which echoed in my ears.
No normal or smart pegasus for that matter would dare venture out into this maelstrom. But I, being a new Wonderbolt recruit, wasn't either of those things. Fleetfoot and Rapid Fire called me out of the barracks and led me to one of the smaller launch pads. An 'initiation' they'd called it.
"Alright rookie, ya think ya got what it takes to pass the last trial?" Fleetfoot smirked.
I frowned at that statement "Last trial? But I've already been accepted into the Wonderbolts," these two were up to something.
"This test is actually how we say, 'unofficial,' but everypony does it when we first join up," Rapid Fire explained "your objective is to fly to that mountain peak and retrieve the yellow there and bring it back".
"That is of course unless you're too chicken," Fleetfoot taunted. Luna, I really hated her uppity attitude sometimes.
So they didn't think I had what it takes huh? Well I was not afraid of a little electrical storm. I wasn't afraid of anything! Oh if only I had said no.
If I'd said no I never would've left the launch pad. If I'd said no I never would've been struck by lightning and destroyed my wings, and almost killed myself.
On the other hoof if I'd never dared to fly through the storm, I would never have landed in the country of Percheron. I would never have met the good folks of Hackney nor my savior.
Life is funny that way I guess.
I can no longer fly but I'm all the better for it, he made me better. Metal Urgence.