Hey there! This is just a little thing i had floating around in my head. If you liked it let me know and if there's something i should fix i would greatly appreciate it if you would let me know! Thank you!
Rarity was struggling to pull fluttershy through the thick sand, her large golden wings weighing them down heavily, while Rarity tried to get her some shelter in order to tend to Fluttershys wounds.
Fluttershy, the poor thing, had blood pouring down her face from a rather serious looking head wound and a horrible looking gash in her side that was bleeding profusely through the make shift bandages. The only reason she had these wounds we because she was protecting Rarity.
'Oh' thought Rarity, ' Fluttershy you fool, why would you protect me, such a useless gem who can't even protect her fusion partner'.
Rarity sniffed, trying to hold back the tears as she cursed home world for forcing them to go through even more pain.
Rarity wasn't expecting to come across other gems here, especially not ones what looked like trained fighters. The tall Garnett gem with the afro and furious looking gloves scared her the most, though the others certainly didn't look like push overs. The short purple amethyst with a whip and the tall pearl with a staff looked as though they could easily defeat her all on there own.
'Oh no' she thought miserably taking a step back
'they must be hear to take us back to home world, oh goodness where are the others when you need them!' she thought, frantically trying to find an escape as they closed in around her and fluttershy.
She was scared, she was no fighter, before the experiments and pain she was a gem expert and a designer. She had no experience fighting, as well as Fluttershy who was an animal rescuer, they weren't like the others. Rainbow dash, applejack, and pinkie pie were the trained fighters of the group, heck even twilight could at least hold her own. But even so, even without the others, she would do everything in her power to protect her darling partner, she would not let these ruffians harm her in any way. As she set fluttershy down to gently lean on a near by rock, never taking her eyes off her opponents, she was preparing herself for the fight to come. Yes, she was ready for them, as she pulled out her weapon, or weapons, hundreds of thin pointy steel needles were directed at the faces of the enemies who wanted to drag them back to that awful room. The one that hurt so horribly, the one that separated them. No, she would fight and protect her bond mate or she would die trying.