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Rainbow watched as her father and Scootaloo led the regiment of soldiers off into the sea of grass and hills, heading for the capital of the Tempestwings, Aria. She needed time alone.

When she had told Scoots she would catch up later, the filly understood immediately. Fighting as a general in her father's army against Zerua and then finding out she had to marry the PRINCE of Zerua?! It was a lot to take in in just one day.

Hearing a low rumble of thunder, Rainbow glanced up at the fast-moving clouds. The wind was picking up, and she could smell the incoming rain. One of the Great Plains signature storms was coming. Fits the mood, she noted darkly. As much as she loved flying through storms (heck, what Tempestwing didn't?), the only thing the brewing clouds reminded her of at that moment was her imminent doom of marriage.

To a Zeruan.

Of all the sky-ridden, FLEA BITTEN!!-

She cut her self off mid thought, whirling on her hoof and lifting into the air. She felt the first raindrops sprinkle her wings as she glided to a small cliff, perching on the edge and looking out.

Wind rippled through the grass, sending pieces whirling into the air and mixing them into the rain. The clouds tumbled and spilled over one another, fighting for control in the skies. A distant streak of lightning flashed, illuminating the incoming wall of rain.

Rainbow squinted as it hit, feeling the water sting her skin and seep into her feathers. She faced into the wind, all her emotions bubbling up. Her anger, her hatred, her sorrow, her desperation… it simmered up from her heart, heating her skin and boiling out in one long, endless cry.

She howled. She shrieked. She screeched. She wailed. ANYTHING to get that pain, that agony out.

She didn't know how long she stood their yelling. The pounding rain and roaring wind smoothed everything into one immortal moment. A terrible moment.

When her throat was soar and her lungs empty, the young mare collapsed into the wet grass, shoulders shaking with noiseless sobs. She couldn't tell if the wetness on her face was from the rain or her own tears. What did it matter? Nothing mattered. She was going to get married, to be enslaved, to her greatest enemy. Someone who had played a part in dozens of her soldiers' deaths, of her friends' deaths, in her MOTHER'S death!

Soarin. Prince Soarin.

"I swear by every blade of grass in this moorland, by every cloud in the sky, by every raindrop in this storm," Rainbow vowed, her teeth clenched, "I will hate that name with all my heart, soul, and wings until my dying breath."

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Suuuure, Rainbow.

Sorry for posting so infrequently as of late. My new job has my schedule a bit messed up. I figured you guys deserved a more-than-normal detailed picture because of my slacky-ness, so…. hear ya go! One angsty, angry, sad Rainbow Dash for ya!

Thanks for sticking with me, you guys. I really mean it. My life has been pretty hectic recently, but you all have been a solid and encouraging support for me throughout it.

THANK YOU ALL!!!

Next: coming soon..ish

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PS Her cutiemark is just like that for drama. No story there

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Posted previously at: 2017-11-09T03:21:45