A/N: Hi my wonderful readers. I'm back with the sequel for the previous story Rainbows in the Twilight. I've been offline for some time over the past month or so due to school. I'm in my second last year of highschool and I'm struggling with the pressure of my learner's driving test, my June exams and assignments from my teachers. New story ideas haven't been helping either. Anyway, Read, enjoy and review, everyone!

Return of the Rainbow

Chapter 1: Life Brought Upon Death

Ponyville Cemetery, exactly two years after Rainbow Blitz's death, early morning…

A lone, tall cloaked figure made its way through the iron gates of Ponyville's cemetery. It was a dark and foggy night, and because of the two years that passed, now was the perfect time to do what he had come to do. He made his way to the back of the cemetery, where his target was buried. Once he reached the tombstone, a grand one carved of smoothed marble, with two pegasi on the sides and a bouquet of roses in the centre, he set down the saddlebags he had underneath his cloak and stood in front of where the coffin would be.

"Falinta heroo , leviĝu el via eterna ripozo , restu cxe mi , cxar mi petis vin . Levigxu kaj revenos al ĉi tiu mondo!" he spoke, then watched the ground in silence. Soon enough, a dirty, dark blue hoof made its way out of the ground, followed by the rest of its body. Opening his eyes to reveal two glowing blood-red eyes, the pegasus spoke.

"What the fuck!?" he yelled at the cloaked figure. "Why am I here?! I'm supposed to be dead!" The cloaked figure remained silent until the pegasus finished his rant. "Mr. Blitz. I would appreciate it if you'd calm down so I can explain everything to you." Rainbow Blitz sighed and nodded. "Alright, whoever you are." In the shadow of the hood, Blitz saw a row of sharp fangs reveal themselves in a grin before the figure spoke. "I am known by many names, though most call me the Grim Reaper, but I prefer Death Bringer."

"The reason why I resurrected your corpse was because not only did you not deserve to die, but you will also be needed in this world soon." Death Bringer's grin fell. "A lot has changed since you have died two years ago, and therefore I granted you the ability to make yourself invisible, just think it and it'll happen. You can use it to observe all the changes that have come to pass." Rainbow Blitz frowned at him. "What else?" he asked. "You must be careful, because I only resurrected your corpse, you no longer have the restrictions of normal living ponies. You are now a zompony, and therefore you have no more physical limits and you cannot be killed by poisons, venoms or weaponry of any kind. Be warned, however, since you might still feel the pain others would feel in similar injuries that you might overcome."

The pegasus nodded and began walking to the gates. "When I need you, I'll find you, Mr. Blitz." He heard Death Bringer say before leaving the place behind. Rainbow Blitz looked out to the small town, noticing that it seemed to have expanded slightly since he had last been here. Doing as Death had told him, he thought about being invisible and made his way into the town. He walked past various shops and cafés, spotting a few ponies he had seen the last time.

Blitz walked until he arrived at the crystal palace where Twilight Sparkle and his daughter was staying. He noticed that there were now Royal Guards, dressed in platinum armor with a purple star on the chestplate standing in front of the gates. He made his way past the castle until he reached the small café where he found Lyra and Bon-Bon before the events with Rignar, two years ago. The pegasus entered the café and saw his friends all standing there with mugs of coffee in their hooves.

He stepped closer to hear what they were talking about.

Nightlight held up his mug, a small smile gracing his lips. "Let's all give toast to our dear old friend, Rainbow Blitz, who on this day, two years ago, sacrificed himself so we all could be safe." They clinked mugs together before sipping the contents. "I can't believe how long it's been since his death." Windstorm said softly as she nuzzled Blazer. Blazer smiled in return. "Yeah, but he did it for us, remember?"

Everyone nodded and began chatting about their fallen friend. Golden Harvest sat in silence, looking around them for anything interesting. She didn't want to talk about their leader, due to her feelings for him. Blitz looked at her, seeing her, or any of them, depressed wasn't something he wanted, so he decided to reveal himself to her.

Using the spell that Death Bringer taught him, he momentarily revealed his two glowing eyes to the purple mare, making her gasp. "Goldie, what's wrong?" she heard Lyra ask. Golden Harvest shook her head and smiled at her friend. "Nothing, Ly, just thought I saw something." She stood up. "I think I'll head home. I feel awfully tired." She said goodbye and walked out of the café to look for the red eyes.

As she made her way down the street, Blitz flashed his eyes again, prompting her to follow him. She followed his flashes until they reached a hill outside Ponyville. Golden Harvest looked around in confusion. "Hello? Is anypony there?" she asked, unsure about what was going on. Blitz let the spell drop and completely revealed himself to the mare. "Hello, Goldie." She looked at him with an unsure stare. "Who are you?" he smiled at her. "I am someone old, yet someone new, a soul returned, a father, a widower, a friend and leader, guess my name or I will leave here." He spoke the rhyme he once told her after Speedy Blue died.

She snorted and glared at him. "If you're trying to make fun of him…" she threatened. Blitz sighed and shook his head. "Don't be so stupid, Goldie. I sacrificed myself for all of you, and died two years ago. It's me, I'm back and I plan on staying." He smiled. The mare still glared at him. "You can't be him…" the stallion sighed again. "What do you want me to say to make you believe me? I have his Cutie-Mark, I have his memories, the only things that are different now is that I came back from the dead, my voice is slightly deeper and my coat and eyes are a darker shade now."

Golden Harvest tried to picture the stallion before her with the coat and eyes of her crush and gasped in recognition.

"B-Blitz?!" he gave her a small smile. "You guessed right! You win the twenty-bits-cash prize!" he sarcastically returned, referencing to a prank they played back in college. She smiled and immediately hugged Blitz. "Oh my god! Everyone is going to be so happy to see you!" He smiled at her apologetically. "Not yet."

This sent a look of confusion to appear on her face. "What do you mean?" Blitz sighed. "I can't show myself to everyone yet. There's something bad going to happen soon, and I need to face it before I can reveal that I've returned from the dead." Golden Harvest frowned at that. "What and when?" the stallion shrugged. "All I know is that it'll happen soon. I don't know what it is or when exactly it's going to appear."

The two friends talked for the next few hours about everything that happened during the past two years. Golden Harvest spoke about their friends and about how they had all struggled to get over his death. "But you're alive, so now we can all get together again and celebrate once this thing you talked about blows over!" she exclaimed happily.

"I'm not alive."

His response made her smile drop and confusion filled her face. "What? But you're standing right there. You even said you returned from the dead." Blitz sighed. "I'm still dead, my heart now pumps at an extremely slow rate, my body has no more physical limitations and I am incapable of being killed by weapons and poisons." He explained. Golden Harvest frowned and was about to speak but Blitz stopped her. "No, I do not want to feed pony flesh or any other meat. I am still one hundred percent pony."

The mare and stallion stood there in complete silence. Birds and Everfree clouds passed overhead, animals scurried past them, not taking any notice of the two ponies except for the unnatural feeling the stallion gave off to them.

Blitz began to look around nervously. "Goldie…?" with a soft thud, the mare's body collapsed onto the grass. With a sigh, the stallion picked her up and carried her off to her home.