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Well…I’m sucked in I will still do my other barn stuff, I can’t leave my other ponies behind BUT I am doing racing stories so I know when to roll over yadda, yadda. So you don’t have to read but these are the lives of my thoroughbreds and the trainers/riders who also ride the other horses so if your interested read J I am just throwing you guys in for right now. This is what came to me so this is what I’m gonna write J Hopefully it’s good…I was a little emotional at parts.

Beginning: Your here | Next:

(Song inspiration: [link] This cover made me write so… listen to it, it says a lot)

Amber adjusted her silks and smiled to herself. Finally apart of something she could be proud of. With her uncle’s guidance and Kerrigan’s training she had done it, she was confident in her skills now. She wasn’t on a top performer. She also wasn’t meant to be the star of the show. No the star of the show was being tacked up for his first run on mended wings. Both of them would fly on the same wings, the same safe air. No more bombs no more screams no more danger. Just the two of them.

Demon looked at the man who stood to his left as he adjusted his bridle. Itchy, which was what everyone knew him by, was at his side. Demon knew him well, he always brought him a sugar cube except today. And the stallion wondered where it was.

“After your race beauty, and you can have three” he watched the stallions ear’s perk up “Yep three you know just how many that is don’t you” he asked the horse nodded his head three times. Intelligent but scared brown eyes glittered. He knew what was going down, it was just like home. At least that’s what everyone hoped he thought. At home he was safe and could fly on anything. Now, on his first big race for him to finally break his maiden before he was retired. No matter how hard anyone had tried to tell her different, Amber worked with him.

“He never gave up on me” she’d tell them “Why should I give up on him” would follow. She loved that stallion as he loved her. He could tell her apart from anyone who came to sneak him a treat or a pat. He learned the hands of each person who touched him, looked in their soul and told them his story. How he had been hurt, scared and alone. And would ask you not to do the same as others had. He’d give you what little bit of a heart he had left, and trust you with it. He’d give you his soul and all he had if only you could make that promise.

Amber was the first person to in return give him all she had, her heart and soul. She too letting him deep enough to see her own pain and torment. What she lived with till she ran away, flew to where she was safe. Ran from the screaming and the anger. To somewhere she could be someone, and do what she loved. Never to be hit again.

“Ready for the ride” Demon’s head jerked up, while poor Itchy still had his arm around his head. Amber chuckled “Sorry Itch” she chuckled as she rubbed Demon’s muzzle, the stallion snorted and licked her fingers, she was the only one he’d reach out to and give kisses. There was a bond between them, something no one could ever take from them. He gave her a look that told her everything she needed to know. She nodded and took Itchy’s leg up. Let him lead her to the track pony, who was a little black quarter horse. Amber smiled at the man who led her along.

When Demon was loaded into the gate he twitched and flinched, he hated the gate, it was the one fear he never conquered. Amber reached forward and took a handful of mane and started to hum to him, hum their song. He heard her, and focused he knew she was there. He gave her a vib and it eased her nerves ‘I trust you, to guide me. Trust me to get you there’ she hummed a little louder as a very angry stallion was loaded in the gate three doors down from them. The last horse. Now she waited as she finished their little song the gate flew open and off he shot into the middle of the pack. Waiting for her lead.

When she saw the opening she let him lose “Run Demon” she called to him and off he went like a rocket. The only horse ahead of him now was the last horse they loaded. Amber could see it better now, the stallion who didn’t have a lick of dust on him was a dark brown, his mane a gold color. Racing under baby blue silks with a crown on the front. Demon didn’t want close to him, but to get past him he had to, and he knew it. “Trust me Demon, I got you buddy” with her words he charged forward his ears pinned back.

His body stayed far from the leader but they were side by side, the wire was in front of them. He was trying so hard there was no way Amber would fail him. She closed her eyes and gave him all she had, let it flow through him, and when he felt it his ears flew forward and something inside opened up, some power. Amber had never seen before it was like they were gliding. Like they were soaring in the sky. At that moment everything stood still, the last minute of the race was silent, only her and Demon were there. The stands empty no one else on the track…home. Then it broke the moment was gone and there were screams in her ear. No one was in front of her, she felt dazed. When the dust cleared and Demon was standing still she looked around. Then looked up. There was her name, and there was Demon’s name. Right next to the number one. She couldn’t stop the tears that streamed from her eyes as she listened harder, she could hear their song playing on the loud speaker, playing on some random radio station. She wrapped her arms around Demon as she cried.

After the winners circle and as much love as she could send to Demon before Itchy took him away and told her it was his turn. She went to the lockers and changed back to her clothes. She on the off chance looked at her phone to see a text message. Figuring it was a friend sending her a congratulation her she froze when she saw what it was.
“Hello dear,

I saw your race, I saw your name. Good win

~Dad”

She starred at it and sat down on the bench. As she looked down at the message. She couldn’t stop the few tears again as the slid down her cheeks. That’s the first time he’d talked to her since she left.

“Hey” she looked up and instantly smiled. “What’s a matter pumpkin” Blaze sat down beside her and wrapped a strong arm around him. “Why on earth are you crying. You did something I never thought could be done we should celebrate” he chuckled then looked at her phone and frowned.

“Didn’t even say love you, ,miss you” she started and looked up at him. Blaze wrapped his arms tightly around his niece and held her tight. She leaned her head on his shoulder as tears streamed down her cheeks.

“Ammy” he whispered softly “don’t let him hurt you” he whispered against her forehead before he kissed her temple. “Come on” he stood up and held out his hand “Lets go, dinner on me” he smiled. She looked at her phone then back to him. She cleared the message from the screen and stood up and put her phone in her pocket and linked arms with him.

“Anywhere Uncle Blaze” she asked.

“Anywhere” he smiled as they walked out of the locker room.

Horses Raced this month:

Shown: The Flying Demon: F.W. Gaudin Memorial (Race where story took place) 1/0/0

Sherlock Holmes: WEBN S 0/0/1
Angel of Darkness: Nellie Morse S 0/0/0

Refs:
Demon: [link] by: *aussiegal7
Skyscraper: [link] by: *Camaryn-Wallpaper

Description
Well…I’m sucked in I will still do my other barn stuff, I can’t leave my other ponies behind BUT I am doing racing stories so I know when to roll over yadda, yadda. So you don’t have to read but these are the lives of my thoroughbreds and the trainers/riders who also ride the other horses so if your interested read J I am just throwing you guys in for right now. This is what came to me so this is what I’m gonna write J Hopefully it’s good…I was a little emotional at parts.

Beginning: Your here | Next:

(Song inspiration: [link] This cover made me write so… listen to it, it says a lot)

Amber adjusted her silks and smiled to herself. Finally apart of something she could be proud of. With her uncle’s guidance and Kerrigan’s training she had done it, she was confident in her skills now. She wasn’t on a top performer. She also wasn’t meant to be the star of the show. No the star of the show was being tacked up for his first run on mended wings. Both of them would fly on the same wings, the same safe air. No more bombs no more screams no more danger. Just the two of them.

Demon looked at the man who stood to his left as he adjusted his bridle. Itchy, which was what everyone knew him by, was at his side. Demon knew him well, he always brought him a sugar cube except today. And the stallion wondered where it was.

“After your race beauty, and you can have three” he watched the stallions ear’s perk up “Yep three you know just how many that is don’t you” he asked the horse nodded his head three times. Intelligent but scared brown eyes glittered. He knew what was going down, it was just like home. At least that’s what everyone hoped he thought. At home he was safe and could fly on anything. Now, on his first big race for him to finally break his maiden before he was retired. No matter how hard anyone had tried to tell her different, Amber worked with him.

“He never gave up on me” she’d tell them “Why should I give up on him” would follow. She loved that stallion as he loved her. He could tell her apart from anyone who came to sneak him a treat or a pat. He learned the hands of each person who touched him, looked in their soul and told them his story. How he had been hurt, scared and alone. And would ask you not to do the same as others had. He’d give you what little bit of a heart he had left, and trust you with it. He’d give you his soul and all he had if only you could make that promise.

Amber was the first person to in return give him all she had, her heart and soul. She too letting him deep enough to see her own pain and torment. What she lived with till she ran away, flew to where she was safe. Ran from the screaming and the anger. To somewhere she could be someone, and do what she loved. Never to be hit again.

“Ready for the ride” Demon’s head jerked up, while poor Itchy still had his arm around his head. Amber chuckled “Sorry Itch” she chuckled as she rubbed Demon’s muzzle, the stallion snorted and licked her fingers, she was the only one he’d reach out to and give kisses. There was a bond between them, something no one could ever take from them. He gave her a look that told her everything she needed to know. She nodded and took Itchy’s leg up. Let him lead her to the track pony, who was a little black quarter horse. Amber smiled at the man who led her along.

When Demon was loaded into the gate he twitched and flinched, he hated the gate, it was the one fear he never conquered. Amber reached forward and took a handful of mane and started to hum to him, hum their song. He heard her, and focused he knew she was there. He gave her a vib and it eased her nerves ‘I trust you, to guide me. Trust me to get you there’ she hummed a little louder as a very angry stallion was loaded in the gate three doors down from them. The last horse. Now she waited as she finished their little song the gate flew open and off he shot into the middle of the pack. Waiting for her lead.

When she saw the opening she let him lose “Run Demon” she called to him and off he went like a rocket. The only horse ahead of him now was the last horse they loaded. Amber could see it better now, the stallion who didn’t have a lick of dust on him was a dark brown, his mane a gold color. Racing under baby blue silks with a crown on the front. Demon didn’t want close to him, but to get past him he had to, and he knew it. “Trust me Demon, I got you buddy” with her words he charged forward his ears pinned back.

His body stayed far from the leader but they were side by side, the wire was in front of them. He was trying so hard there was no way Amber would fail him. She closed her eyes and gave him all she had, let it flow through him, and when he felt it his ears flew forward and something inside opened up, some power. Amber had never seen before it was like they were gliding. Like they were soaring in the sky. At that moment everything stood still, the last minute of the race was silent, only her and Demon were there. The stands empty no one else on the track…home. Then it broke the moment was gone and there were screams in her ear. No one was in front of her, she felt dazed. When the dust cleared and Demon was standing still she looked around. Then looked up. There was her name, and there was Demon’s name. Right next to the number one. She couldn’t stop the tears that streamed from her eyes as she listened harder, she could hear their song playing on the loud speaker, playing on some random radio station. She wrapped her arms around Demon as she cried.

After the winners circle and as much love as she could send to Demon before Itchy took him away and told her it was his turn. She went to the lockers and changed back to her clothes. She on the off chance looked at her phone to see a text message. Figuring it was a friend sending her a congratulation her she froze when she saw what it was.
“Hello dear,

I saw your race, I saw your name. Good win

~Dad”

She starred at it and sat down on the bench. As she looked down at the message. She couldn’t stop the few tears again as the slid down her cheeks. That’s the first time he’d talked to her since she left.

“Hey” she looked up and instantly smiled. “What’s a matter pumpkin” Blaze sat down beside her and wrapped a strong arm around him. “Why on earth are you crying. You did something I never thought could be done we should celebrate” he chuckled then looked at her phone and frowned.

“Didn’t even say love you, ,miss you” she started and looked up at him. Blaze wrapped his arms tightly around his niece and held her tight. She leaned her head on his shoulder as tears streamed down her cheeks.

“Ammy” he whispered softly “don’t let him hurt you” he whispered against her forehead before he kissed her temple. “Come on” he stood up and held out his hand “Lets go, dinner on me” he smiled. She looked at her phone then back to him. She cleared the message from the screen and stood up and put her phone in her pocket and linked arms with him.

“Anywhere Uncle Blaze” she asked.

“Anywhere” he smiled as they walked out of the locker room.

Horses Raced this month:

Shown: The Flying Demon: F.W. Gaudin Memorial (Race where story took place) 1/0/0

Sherlock Holmes: WEBN S 0/0/1
Angel of Darkness: Nellie Morse S 0/0/0

Refs:
Demon: [link] by: *aussiegal7
Skyscraper: [link] by: *Camaryn-Wallpaper