Chapter 2: An Idea

"THIS HAS GONE TOO FAR!" Luna screamed, engulfed in rage. "Working at the Rainbow Factory is one thing, but this?! This is undeniably cruel and evil." "Luna, calm down." Celestia said. "CALM DOWN!? You tell me to calm down? After what just happened? ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE!?" Luna yelled. "Let. Me. Explain." Celestia told her sister, trying to calm her and her own tempers down. "Explain? Fine, explain why Alpha's wing was cut off, why he was punished after saving a red mare, why he is still in the Rainbow Factory. Explain that." Luna turned to leave but stopped when she heard her sister sigh. "It is time you learned about Beta."

...

Alpha awoke with a start and looked around. He was in his bed, in his cell. It was just a dream, Alpha thought. Alpha pushed the covers with his right-wing- but was shocked when they did not move. Confused, he tried moving his right-wing when he realized what had happened. He froze in complete and utter shock, and looked at what remained of his right-wing. His right-wing was gone, he had no wing. He then remembered what happened. He remembered the pain, the welding torch, his wing being slowly burned off. He remembered everything going black, then feeling a hot feeling consume him. It felt as hot as the welding torch on his face but it felt so good. That is when it spoke to him.

"Heh, you are alive. Didn't think you would make it"

Alpha staggered off bed as he tried to become used to having only one wing, while having this thing talk to him.

"Well, actually, you would not be alive if it wasnt for me."

Alpha clumsily walked over to the right side of the room as there was a mirror there, albeit cracked.

"Don't be shy. Go on and look at your new self."

Alpha glanced at the mirror and stared at his reflection. He was soaked in blood, his right-wing (what was left of it) was still slightly smoking, cauterised from the torch.

"W...what happened...?"

"Aww, you don't remember?"

"Am I supposed to remember?"

"No, perhaps not. I.."

There was a knock at the cell door.

"Somepony is here! I am not strong enough to defend you. I will be here when you need me"

"Come on kid, get out!"

Alpha had no reason to work today, let alone move or walk. He just stared at his reflection.

"Fine, have a talk with Mr. Sparky." The door swung open and in came a pony with a cattle prod labeled 'Mr. Sparky'. He saw Alpha staring at the mirror. "Oh, you are looking at your reflection, huh? Most kids are stunned when the see a mirror." The pony chuckled, "Come on, lets go."

But Alpha did not move. The Guard groaned, tired and not really wanting to hurt the white filly. "Lets not make this any harder, let's go." Alpha wasn't listening. He gave up. He no longer had a right-wing, no longer had a reason to live. The guard had enough. " Hey, dipshit!" he said as he grabbed and turned Alpha to face him. "You listen...ing ...to...m... Sweet...Celestia's...Mother!" he guard stuttered to a stop as he dropped Mr. Sparky, his eyes glued to the wingless arm, and backed up in horror. Alpha just glared at the guard, almost looking through him, as if he wasnt there. Alpha seemed not to notice, and walked out of his cell. He looked around him. Most ponies stopped at stared at the little white filly's missing wing. Some ponies went over to ask if he needed help, others just backed away as if they just saw something very evil and did not want to get involved. Those who did try to help were given nothing, as Alpha, numb from the pain, just looked on. His mind was blank. Instead of going to the showers like he usually did every morning, he instead went to the cafeteria, got a tray with food, walked to his cell, and placed the tray near the mirror. He then walked out of his cell, went to the showers, got a wet wash cloth, went to the lockers, got his right wing glove, and finally went back into his cell. He then shut the door, and once making sure the door was fully closed and locked, he walked to the mirror, lied down on the floor and started to cry.

He was not crying because of the pain, he was crying because why there was pain. He was still confused why he was punished for helping another pony.

"I...I helped her...I saved her from hurting herself and anypony else around... Why was I punished for doing something right...?" Alpha said aloud.

"I don't know. If I did know, I would tell you." Beta said, trying to comfort Alpha.

"...Who-What are you..exactly...?" Alpha asked.

"That is a good question. I would answer it, but you are my main concern, not me. I am the reason you aren't feeling a lot of pain from your wound."

"But it still hurts."

"Not everypony is perfect at what they do. I know it still hurts, but if I stop, you would be in a lot more pain than you are in now."

"...Thanks..."

"Don't mention it. Here, let me take over for a bit."

"Take over?!" Alpha cried out, now scared than relaxed.

"Calm down, No one will get hurt this time. The wound is cauterised, but it still needs to be cleaned, if it doesn't get clean soon, it may get infected. If you let me take over, I will be able to clean it so it won't get infected. I promise after I am done cleaning the wound, I will let you take over again."

"...Okay...How do I let you take over...?"

"Just take a deep breath, and relax."

Alpha took a deep breath and forced himself to relax. Once relaxed, he felt the same hot feeling he felt before rise within him. But this time it wasn't very hot as it was soothing. Alpha found himself wanting to fall asleep.

Beta then took control of Alpha. Slowly standing up, Beta grabbed the wash cloth and cleaned the wound throughly, making sure it was clean and wet. Beta then grabbed the right-wing glove, and ripped the glove so it would act like a case. He then put the glove over the wing, tying it with the rag Alpha used for his eye. Once he was done, Beta acted on his promise, and let Alpha take over again-but Alpha was too tired to take over. Beta then instead got into the Alpha's bed, covered himself with the blanked, and let Alpha slowly take over as he slept.

The next day, Alpha got up and noticed Beta's help. He was about to thank Beta when he noticed that Beta was still asleep. Instead, he did his daily routine. He winced as the pain from his wingless arm flew through his body again. Either he did not care or did not seem to notice, Alpha walked into an Empty Repair bay to his workstation. Yesterday, he heard that some Nightmare Moon would return today. As he reached his workstation, he started on repairing a gear cog for the machine. As he reached over for his torch, he looked at his wingless arm, still covered by the makeshift cast. He just stared at it. He then looked at his work bench as an idea formed into his head. He quickly took off his helmet and right-wing glove and grabbed a nearby pole that he had fixed 2 days ago. He measured his wing with the pole and cut the pole where his wing ended. He then put the end of the pole near the end of his still-agonizing wingless arm.

"What are you doing?" Beta was awake. Alpha was fully unaware of Beta being awake that he jumped in surprise.

"Beta, You are awake!"

"Yeah, I woke up while you were still in the shower."

"You could have said something! You scared the living crap outta me!"

"Oh. Sorry."

Alpha took a deep sigh. "It's okay, just make sure next time, you say something."

"Are you actually thinking about doing that?"

"About what?"
"About that!" Beta said, moving Alpha's eyes so they focus on the pole near his right wound.

"Yeah, I am. Why?"

"Are you insane!? You could be caught!"

"Relax, they fear me."

"You?"

"Well, you actually, but you are me, so technically me." Alpha stuck his tounge out, as if sticking it at Beta.

"So, you really gonna do it?"

"Yes, I want to do it. It's my only ticket out of this hell."

"If so, you will need help."

"Help? I'll be fine. I know what to do."

"Oh really? Do you know how to create a circuit board? How to create a program? How to create anything for that matter?"

"Huh..?"

"Do you know or ever heard of a Computer?"

"A Computy-what?"

"Yeah, you will need help."

"Ugh, fine."

Alpha went to get more Items of the Machine to "repair" as Beta started on ideas for Alpha.

Together, they would make Alpha's Right-Wing