“Hey, if it gets the message across not to fuck with me.” She said. “And hey, I told you my name. The least you could do is tell me yours.”
“My name is Heather. I don’t see why it matters. I don’t think you want to see me again.” Unless Sunset planned on using Heather as a punching bag, which she wasn’t particularly looking forward to. But at least the girl would at least try to put up some kind of a fight, even if she was terrible at it…
And if Sunset resorted to bullying her with insults, well, Heather had plenty of those.
“Hah! Please, I just handed you your ass, and you’re telling ME I don’t wanna see you again?” She let out a loud barking laugh that echoed through the alley and she picked up her shirt and jacket, but still not putting them on. “I think talk like that is reserved for the winners of the fight and well… yeah.”
In it, she was finally back home in Equestria, flying high in the sky next to Twilight, Celestia, Luna and Cadance after being crowned Equestria’s newest princess. She was smiling so brightly and for the first time in a long time she finally felt… happy.
Until she opened her eyes. That was when the panicking began, mostly because she was literally falling from the sky. Fear gripped her as she let out a scream, and desperately searched her body for anything that could potentially help her, but stopped when she heard a low beeping sound. She looked down at her chest, and saw… well, she didn’t even know what that was, and the ground was coming up on her.
Fast.
Desperately, she began to feel around on her mysterious pack, frantically looking for a switch or button or something, but after a few more seconds, she felt herself get pulled into a violent jerk. Thank God it was a parachute. But that still didn’t help that fact that she was heading for the top of the treeline as a high rate of speed.
There wasn’t much she could do now, expect brace for impact, grunting and shouting in pain as she finally hit the trees. Thankfully, she didn’t feel anything break and she finally felt herself jerk to a stop as the parachute got caught in a branch. She figured the only reason her shoulders didn’t dislocate was due to the tightness of the straps around her body. But it still hurt though.
She let out a shriek of pain, and tried to get herself to stop the swinging that had started when she got caught. Once that stopped, she took a moment to study her surroundings. And… well, there wasn’t much else, other then trees, trees, and more trees. She fi5the only way she’d know more was getting out of this constricting parachute.
Reaching up, she grasped the two parachutes cables in her hands and lit up her palms, the heat from her magic burning through the cables in an instant. She dropped to the floor in a heap and shook her head a few time to clear her thoughts before finally beginning her trek through this new place.
No matter how much Sunset ran, it still seemed like that thing was right behind her.
She was panting with exertion and her feet and pants were soaking wet with sewer water, and she smelled like shit and piss but still she ran. Her legs felt like they were on fire, but she knew she couldn’t stop even for a moment, otherwise she didn’t know what would happen but at this point, she was beginning to wear down.
Taking a sharp turn into another pipe, she took a a look behind her and saw nothing behind her. She raised an ear in the air and listened intently, but heard nothing. Figuring she was safe, she slid down onto her rump, panting deeply. Eventually, her panting turned into nerve-wracking sobs. This isn’t how she thought she would die crying in a sewer being chased by Celestia-knows-what, cold, wet and alone.
Unfortunately, a loud, otherworldly shriek shook her from her self depression, and she sprung to her feet, taking a semi-crouching boxing stance.
Her breath caught in her throat as she heard a scuttling sound from above her. With a shout, her right fist shot out as a large fireball, exploded from her hand. But in the time the ball left to her hand to hit her target, it let out another screech and scuttled away. Even as she started to run again, she could help but think to herself…
“It’s Sunset Shimmer.” She said. “And hey, I call it like I see it. You’re pretty, but you’re definitely a bitch. Besides, I don’t think the world revolves around me. Fuck the world, it hasn’t done shit for me! So I’m done being the nice girl. I ain’t takin’ shit from anyone anymore. And if they got a problem with it, then they’ll end up right here where you are.”
“Hey, pot, meet the kettle. ‘Done being the nice girl’ is right.You’re just as much of a bitch as I am, if not worse! At least I don’t up and assault people when they insult me. You know what someone with a brain does? Get over it.” Heather brushed herself off, going to pick up her knife and other things.
“I think we’re done here, Sunset.” She bet she dressed in that lame leather clothing because she wanted to hide that girly name.
“Hey, if it gets the message across not to fuck with me.” She said. “And hey, I told you my name. The least you could do is tell me yours.”
“Hey, you agreed to this. It’s not an attack if its mutual. But to answer your question, I’m just sick of bullshit from people like you! Think you’re hot shit because you’re pretty and snarky and whatnot!” Sunset said venomously.
“I never even agreed to this! You just up and tackled me!” Heather would not deny that she had been looking forward to her first fight. Considered it a sort of ‘rite of passage’ as a feisty teenager. But… this definitely was not how she expected it to go.
“And I’m sick of people like you who overreact to every little thing, think the world revolves around them, and – pretty…?” She blinked, just now coming to that realization. “Weird thing to call someone you’re beating up, uh.. what’s-your-name.”
“It’s Sunset Shimmer.” She said. “And hey, I call it like I see it. You’re pretty, but you’re definitely a bitch. Besides, I don’t think the world revolves around me. Fuck the world, it hasn’t done shit for me! So I’m done being the nice girl. I ain’t takin’ shit from anyone anymore. And if they got a problem with it, then they’ll end up right here where you are.”
Sunset held on like a vice as she sent another hand flying into the girls cheek, before letting go of her wrist. “Not so tough now, are you?”
Heather stumbled, her jaw aching incredibly as she tried not to fall to the ground and make this even more humiliating. “You… are such a thin-skinned bitch! Who attacks someone over this, anyway?!”
“Hey, you agreed to this. It’s not an attack if its mutual. But to answer your question, I’m just sick of bullshit from people like you! Think you’re hot shit because you’re pretty and snarky and whatnot!” Sunset said venomously.
But Sunset saw the swing coming from a mile away. It was sloppy, wild and didn’t have any real threat behind it. Moving quickly, she grabbed the girls wrist with her left hand and swatted the knife out her hand with her right with an open palmed blow to her hand, before throwing a hard right uppercut into her stomach.
“No-!” Heather watched helplessly as the only weapon she brought went flying, and her hand seized up before she felt something similar to a block of concrete ramming into her stomach.
“O-Ow..!!” She bent over, trying desperately to release herself from Sunset’s grip.
Sunset held on like a vice as she sent another hand flying into the girls cheek, before letting go of her wrist. “Not so tough now, are you?”
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