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Description "Daisy...run...Just...leave me..." His eyes closed. He was just unconscious, yet he said his words as if they were his final.

Daisy sat on her hands and knees, tears mixing with the thundering rain as they poured down her petrified face. Her hair whipped freely in the tempest wind, stabbing her eyes and reminding her that this was real, this was happening...

Again...

For a moment, she no longer saw Alloy Boy. Instead she saw the ghostly image of yellow pegasus reaching up a hoof to try and comfort her. Trying to reassure her even as she lay on the ground with her wing stuck out at an unnatural angle from how hard she was thrown to the ground.

She remembered Fluttershy's words, tearfully trying to convince her to save herself as she stroked Daisy's scarred cheek. She remembered Isamu's cries of combat behind her before they were silenced forever. She remembered Fluttershy finally losing consciousness, her very last words,

"Daisy...please...run..."

And here she was now, sitting before someone she's come to call family, wanting her to run. Using what they think are their last words to make her save herself. And despite the raging storm surrounding her, all Daisy could hear was her heart beating into a silent void.

This was real, this was happening again.

Something burned inside of Daisy. Something powerful. It was overwhelming, as if I'd consume her very being before bursting out of her and leaving a corpse of despair.

But the rage that roared to life inside of her tamed it, embraced it, focused it.

Daisy stood up, glaring down the corruption and the distorted smiling faces that taunted her just as they did the last time they wanted to take away someone she loved.

But she's not running this time.

She'll be damned if she lets history repeat itself.

"No!"

She reached into her pouch, pulling out the magic wand. She had never even been able to do basic magic up to this point, and for the longest time she treated it like an extra large crayon. But now she held it up high, feeling something warm radiating from the wand and connecting with the burning inside of her.

"You're not taking anyone else from me!" she screamed, thunder striking above her but not drowning out her voice.

The corruption charged, almost as if angered by her defiance to its game.

"DEFEND THE WEAK! BE THE STRONG!"

Finally, that burning was released. Her wand exploded with light, seven brilliant colors merging and transforming it to her desire.

She felt her cheeks burning with that same power coursing through her. It wouldn't be until later that she'd realize white daisies had taken up her cheeks; erasing the scar that had plagued her reflection for so long.

On that day, with only her enemy as her witness, Daisy learned magic and created her first spell.
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