Chapter 2: Revolution
(\PoV: Bright Flicker/)
"More specifically the one inside it, Ms Flicker." Who the hay said… That… Oh. My. Freaking. Celestia. An Alicorn, standing just to the side of where the crystal used to be. He's (He!) huge! Even taller than Celestia! He's bright gold with an electric blue mane styled like lightning and piercing ice-blue eyes. He's got armor made out of some type of metal, (though I don't know what kind of metal looks dark gray and black,) as well as a freaking HUGE Rainbow greatsword! I mean, seriously, that thing has to be almost ten hooves lengthwise and about four inches wide! And his wings! Holy Sisters, they've got to have an almost 36 hoof span when they're unfurled! At least! Princess Celestia herself only has an eight-or-so wingspan! And that horn! It almost looks like a spear!
"By the Diarchs…" Well, that's a fine way to make an introduction, dumbflank.
The Alicorn lifts an eyebrow, but soon allows it to fall. Using magic, he wipes his greatsword on the armor of my bastard ex. "I used a spell to glean what I could from your unconscious mind after dispatching the… Others. I have been out of touch, in a way, with the world for a great period of time." Well, what do I say? I mean, it's not like I can just be rude to an alicorn who could kick my sorry plot all over the room, but you don't just… Read ponies' minds! "A massive faux pas on my part, I'm well aware of that. Nonetheless, I did happen to glean that you and select others in this particular pit seem intent on bringing it down and it's leaders to justice." ! "I suppose that assistance wouldn't be unwelcome?" He says with a glint in his eye. Probably because he thinks that he's asking something I can't refuse… Which I can't. Not without being flat-out stupid!
"I'd be dumb if I said no." No time like the present! I switch the radio to the frequency that the more rebellious guards, myself included, use and turn it on. "This is it, everypony! Let's make some noise!" Three… Two… One… A loud rumble sounds above us and the entire facility shakes. Who knew that liquid lightning and Apple-quality fertilizer from the hydroponics lab could be an excellent bomb?
"Well, I suppose that using liquid lightning one could make an effective explosive. Now shall we move to rescue those in need of rescuing?" You read my mind, what do you think?
"Let's move!"
(\PoV: Scootaloo/)
What the hay was- "The Hay was that?!" Oh yeah. Dash. Suddenly, a group of guards turn on their friends, striking and stunning many of them before their friends realize what's happening. What the hay is going on? The entire place is in chaos! Then, there's a very loud crack and…
"Holy Celestia…" Standing there are two ponies, ones another guard. But the other's a freaking alicorn! An alicorn! He's got a huge sword and awesome armor and he's gold and-Cool off! No time like the present!
"Now's our chance! Phase one!" The other rookies and I, including Borealis, (a colt with an off-white coat and wings, and a smooth mane with colors like Princess Celestia's,) and Virgo, (a filly with a red coat with a silver mane and silver tips on the end of her primary feathers,) take off, making a mad dash all around to further confuse the guards. The majority of us fly up, gaining the altitude for a mad rush at the Titanicloud door preventing us from getting out.
Below I hear cries of pain and lightning blasting, but I can't pay attention to them, we're nearly at the diving point. Finally, we reach it, and turn around. The battle below looks like it's going alright. I mean, the guards that look like they're helping us are keeping the other guards pinned down and that alicorn's just blasting away with lightning, keeping even more down. Buck it. "Alright, phase two!" We all dive as one flying hard for the door on the other side of the warehouse-sized killing floor, flying past the shackles and… blood drainy thing, and the… Nope, don't look, just focus on the door.
A mach cone starts to form around us, slowly closing in as the door rockets closer. I squint to stay on target, but otherwise don't react to the cone. That is until…
BOOOOOMMMM!
(\PoV: Lightning Flash/)
The battle is going quite decisively in our favor. It will not be long until we manage to overtake them, though it may be due to my assistance. The field itself is almost like a large storehouse, if it wasn't for the shackles and extraction machine attached to the roof and just above a walkway, as well as the piston, stained red with blood, it would seem a storehouse. Alas, tis not to be, but I digress and continue discharging lightning while nearly simultaneously regaining the energy. I'm not even using magic! Just using my natural, (or unnatural if you believe some,) reserves of electricity. That rainbow-maned ace hasn't made her move yet though, I wonder what she's waiting for… Oh…
I look to the charging mass of young pegasi, turning around from their high climb, likely about to dive. Which they do, rapidly descending toward what is undoubtedly a heavy door meant to keep them in. They are not attempting to… They are. I turn to Flicker. "Those young ones are attempting break down the door!"
She whips her head to me, then upward. "Are they insane?!" Not likely.
"Desperate, more likely." Wait… The lead pegasus is… A mach cone? No… An aura cone!? My eyes widen. If she does that inside the factory… "Everypony, down!" I throw up a blanket shield to defend against the inevitable-
BOOOOOOMMMM!
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Hello everypony. I'm back, and late, yet again. Apoligies, there was some extremely serious business in RL that caused it. But it has been resolved, so here I am.
Now, I would just like to make this clear: I do not own the concept of the Rainbow Factory. While their name escapes me at the moment, it is theirs so I feel that I must put this disclaimer here as so to not offend the original author.
Borealis and Virgo, however, are my own OC's. Borealis is a quite colt, and was before the Factory anyhow. He's very careful in most everything, meaning that he didn't complete the time requirements for Cloudsdale. Virgo is graceful and cultured, hailing from Canterlot. She is a dancer, with little wingspeed and strength to speak of. Thus, she tried to pull a risky turn to cut on time and crashed, automatically failing.
They will come into play later, so I'd advise remembering them for later.
Another note, hooves are six inches each. Higher and lower measurements retain their original names.
And now, comments:
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Without further ado, farewell!
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Pheonix Blast.