{ CHAPTER 3 }
When Rainbow Dash arrived at the castle, she was on her hooves with a determined glint in her eye. There to greet her, wearing an odd plaid suit, was the chaos God, Discord.
"Well, well, if it isn't Rainbow Dash." The beast tutted as if he was disappointed, examining the talons on his hand. With a snap of the fingers he appeared in the cage, a very small version of himself. He danced between Rainbow Dash's hooves. The cyan pegasus struck a hoof at him with lightning speed, but she just ended up loudly stomping her hoof against the cold floor of her cage.
"Discord." She hissed through clenched teeth. "You turned your only friend into stone." Discord mocked hurt and waved a claw at the pony;
"Not so, Rainbow Dash dear. Sombra was the one who k-" for the first time, Rainbow Dash saw true hurt lurking behind Discord's gaze and the volume level of his voice decreased slightly, "killed Fluttershy. But I guess you were too busy flying away to see that." The creature of chaos smirked at Rainbow Dash, knowing he had struck a chord. For a moment the pegasus was flabbergasted and hurt, not quite sure how to reply, but with a determined stomp she retrained her eyes on Discord.
"I didn't flee. I escaped. I escaped on the shred of hope that maybe Equestria had a chance. How did this even start? How in the hell could have all of our enemies suddenly just...respawn? How could all of our hard work be reduced to shreds in mere days...?" Rainbow Dash didn't seem to care that she was ranting all of this to an aforementioned enemy, she just let all the questions bottled up inside of he flow free.
Discord didn't reply, just raised an eyebrow. Finally he said;
"So you refuse to join us...eh?"
"I refuse." Rainbow Dash gritted her teeth in reply.
"Hmm. Maybe you'll change your mind...after the execution of course." And with a snap of the fingers, the chaos Lord was gone. A sudden and loud creaking noise was heard behind Rainbow Dash, and she turned on instinct to find a guard escorting a very confused Quillton out of the cage.
"Wait...where are you taking him!" The pegasus asserted, the guard looked at her with an eerie blank face and replied in an equally dull tone.
"To the guillotine."
"What? That's...that's just..."
"Barbaric? Horrific? Uncool? I've heard 'em all kid." With that the guard slammed the iron doors shut and began to slowly clop away, shoving a very dazed Quillton in front of him. It was then that her prison began to again move.
Rainbow Dash just sat there, mouth hanging open. It was rather unsightly, but she didn't know what else to do. The Guillotine hadn't been used in centuries...it was simply barbaric. Uncalled for. Now Quillton was going to...
The cyan pegasus couldn't bring herself to finish the thought. Her cage halted abruptly, and Rainbow Dash found herself staring at a large wood structure, a sickening silver blade glistening at the top. Despite years of being locked away in some royal basement, the blade looked sharp. Quillton was brought to stand before it.
The earth pony looked terrified; sky blue eyes shrunken in fear. Then he spotted Rainbow Dash, and appeared to relax slightly. He mouthed something at her, but the pony simply tilted her head in confusion. He mouthed the phrase again, more slowly this time, and the message was clear.
One word; live.
A guard shoved Quillton's head into the hole in the wood, and another guard gripped a rope in his teeth. The sharp, sloped blade cluttered eerily, as if it was laughing. Magenta eyes met blue for a moment, and it finally settled in Rainbow's mind that Quillton was about to die, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
In some cheesy action movie, Rainbow Dash would turn around and kick down the bars. In some action movie she would knock out the guards and save Quillton. In a movie she would save the day, and everything would be alright. But this wasn't a movie. This was real.
The guard pulled the string.
One little flick of the head. One bone-chilling screech. One sickening slice. Rainbow Dash couldn't bring herself to watch, so she turned away. But she could still hear. The screech, cut off by a sickening slice. The scent of blood reached the pegasus' nostrils and with a shaky sob she collapsed to the floor of her prison, shuddering uncontrollably. What kind of friend was she? She couldn't be there. She fled. Discord was right...she ran away...She should have died! She should have died for her friends!
Instead here she was, in a cage, all alone.
In a cage, all alone.
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