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Ponymon Mystery Dungeon: Rainbow Rescue Team - Insert_Name_Here



Two ponies work together to save Equestria as a Rescue Team

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Chapter 1

“N-no! What are you doing?! Get away from me!!”

“…n!! Run, it’s going to get you!!”

I turned from the looming ominous silhouette and sprinted for my life, its heavy pounding footsteps shaking the ground below me. My breathing was heavy and my palms were sweaty; my heart felt like it was going to explode in my chest.

It was raining and it was dark. What would have been an easy escape was now made difficult by the thick passage of the mud sticking to my feet. So it was no surprise that I tripped and fell face-first into the wetted dirt.

“No!” The voice in the distance cried, and I could tell it was making an attempt to save me, but all too late. A firm grip wrapped around my waist and pulled me into the air. As I hung there: wet, cold, broken, and defenseless, I caught one glance at a massive red eye as it peered deep into my very soul.

All the fear, panic, and exhaustion built up sent my body into a limp state and I dangled at the mercy of the beast. My eyesight almost immediately went black. Wherever I woke up, I prayed it was anywhere but there.
Darkness. Nothing but darkness… No… A voice…calling to me…

* * * * *

“…ey. Wake up. Please wake up.”

I felt a nudge against my side that pulled me out of my unconscious state. As my eyes slowly flickered open I noticed I was in a forest against the cool morning’s grass. The melodic chirping of birds could be heard from above the treetops as well as various other creatures that occupied the area.

When I had finally gotten my wits about me, I looked at the invader of my slumber and…screamed; which in turn caused her to jump away and scream in unison. After we had both finished and were panting because of our doubled heart rates, she looked at me with a look of confusion and a hint of anger.

“What’d you do that for?!”

“You’re talking!!” I exclaimed, despite my shortness of breath.

“Yeah? So are you!” she shot back.

Touché. But there was still one huge difference.

“But you’re a pony!”

It was true. I guess I could’ve said horse, but she was much too small to be a horse, although she was the most bizarre colored pony I’d ever seen in my life. Her coat was an olive green, with a brown tail and mane with streaks of electric-blue, and she had (quite adorable, I might add) sky blue eyes. On her flank rested a picture of a couple of buttons that looked vaguely familiar. But the thing that really grabbed my attention was her wings. She had…wings. Deciding it would be rude to keep staring, I looked back to her face. She raised an eyebrow. I’m not sure if it were from amusement or whether she was being condescending.

“…So are you.”
At first, I didn’t believe her. Then I tried standing up only to have my legs give out from underneath me and land on my arms. You would’ve thought that would strain my back, but it was surprisingly comfortable. As I took a step towards her, I noticed that my fingers and toes felt like they were glued together. Glancing down, I saw that the green pegasus’s claims were correct.

I had hooves. I turned my head around reluctantly to see my dark grey mane and tail, as well as a picture on my flank. I was now a pony. I curiously poked the picture with my hoof, which was a grey sword, which seemed to shimmer in the light with the faintest glow.

“What’s…this?” I asked cautiously, not really sure if I wanted to know the answer. Again, she gave me that look.

“You don’t know what a cutie mark is? Have you lived under a rock your whole life?”

I felt insulted, but I shook my head. She sighed and I could’ve sworn I detected annoyance.

“A cutie mark appears on a pony’s flank when they figure out what they’re good at in life.”

I nodded in semi-understanding.

“Um…who are you?” I asked. She glanced at me curiously, as if I’d just asked a question that seemed irrelevant.

“The name’s Eight Bit. And before you ask, my special talent is creating entertainment using machines.” She flicked her tail nonchalantly before turning her attention back to me. “And you are?”

My head started to hurt. I placed a han…no, I’m sorry, I placed a hoof on my forehead. I dug deep into my data banks, searching for an answer to her simple question. But none came. How could I not know my own name? As a matter of fact, I couldn’t remember anything.
“Well, see, that’s the thing…I don’t remember my name or how I got here. All I remember is that I was a human before I woke up.”

“Aw, you poor thing…” I couldn’t tell if her sympathy was mocking or genuine. She had one heck of a poker face. “A human? What’s that?” 8-Bit looked at me, and for the first time since she woke me up seemed genuinely interested.

“It’s…hard to explain…But I remember that I was one once and now I’ve been changed…” I sighed and sat back down.

From what I’d gathered, I knew that whatever was going on here wasn’t right. I shouldn’t be there…and yet, there I was. Not to mention my mind had been wiped and my form had been changed. My aggravation grew as I failed to piece together what happened. The green pegasus appeared deep in thought for a while before looking at me again.

“Are you good with a sword?”

I looked at her curiously.

“Yes, why?” I don’t why I said it; I didn’t even really know if it was true. But it felt right, so who was I to say no to my instinct?

“Then I’ll call you Silver Blade! You need some kind of name until we figure out what your real name is!”

I smiled at her.
“Thanks, I appreciate it.” I paused again. “Where are we?”

“The Everfree Forest.” It was very brief, but I managed to catch her shuddering.

“What’s so bad about it?”

“Well it…it kind of…I should go.” She glanced around nervously.

“Wait, I still don’t-“
But I hardly had time to finish before a cry of distress was heard in the distance, causing both of our ears to perk up.

“HELP ME!”

The voice was young, and female, I was judging. 8-Bit and I gave one quick glance at each other before taking off in a fierce gallop to the sound of the voice. Silently, we decided the path would take too slow and we ended up dodging branches and vines that were hurled our way, as well as hurtling over some logs and rocks.

My hoof got caught on one of the logs and I stumbled forward, but right as I was about to smash against the ground, green hooves caught me and wings were used to slow me down so I would have a safe impact. I let out one deep breath and looked at my rescuer, almost in admiration as she hovered above me. Almost.

“Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it. Now c’mon! That little filly needs our help!”

I nodded and we both resumed our steady gallop. This time, I made sure to mind my footing. Or…hoofing in this case. The wording was going to take a while to get used to. I was a few more minutes before we reached a clearing in the thicket, which showed us the cause of the cries for help.

In front of us, a tiny little dull-pink pony with blonde hair and no cutie mark on her flank. I noticed a horn protruding from her forehead and it only increased my shock. Unicorns lived in this place as well? She was being circled by canines that looked like they grew off of a tree. They were bigger than your average wolf, and therefore twice as intimidating.

“Timber wolves…!” 8-Bit said as she sucked in her breath. “W-we should go, it was a bad idea to come here…” I shot her a glance.
“And just leave her there?!” I said incredulously. I looked back to the timber wolves, so they were called. “No way!” Despite the fact I was terrified, I put on a brave face and galloped over to the things. The little filly saw me coming and cried out a warning.

“No mister! You have to run! They’ll hurt you!”

But I ignored her warning and continued my course to them, determined to remove the younger pony from their malicious reach.

“Silver, what are you-?! Ugh, I can’t believe I’m doing this…” my reluctant companion sighed as she galloped alongside me.

“Oh, so you decided to join the party, eh Late Bit?” I grinned at her, glad she was with me, but also teasing her for even considering backing down.

“Don’t call me that.” She said as grimly as she could, but she wasn’t doing too well to repress her smile. I then nodded and turned to the timber wolves and my smile faded. We came to a stop only a few meters away.

“Hey, you scraps of firewood! Leave that filly alone!” I tried to sound as intimidating as possible, but I don’t know how intimidating a little pony can be.

“Yeah!” 8-Bit called, backing me up. Part of me wished she would’ve had something cool to say too, but then another part of me was satisfied that I beat her to the cool lines. But as the timber wolves attentions were drawn mainly to me, I started to regret it. Then I really regretted it when I saw just how outnumbered we were. There were three of the beasts and two of us.

Then an idea hit me. I looked at the position of the wolves and the position of the filly and…yeah it might work! I leaned over to whisper my plan into 8-Bit’s ear. After I was done, she looked at me with some brief concern.

“Are you sure you’ll be alright?”

I shrugged.

“I’ll be fine! You ready?” She nodded. “Good.”

I picked up a stick nearby with my mouth and held it firmly in between my jaws. I then turned to face the looming silhouettes of the timber wolves as they approached me. My legs began to quiver slightly, but I held my ground. When I decided they were close enough, my back legs sprung me off of the ground and using the momentum I whacked a timber wolf across the face.

It paused, slightly phased, and then turned back to me, its growl fiercer than ever. As it raised its claw to me, I danced out of the way and just in time too. The claw missed, scraping the ground where I was standing, but a different timber wolf used one of its massive arms to slam right into my stomach, knocking the wind out of me and sending me flying into a nearby tree.

My head hurt, and I could barely breathe as they advanced on me. My vision started to go dark as if I was wearing a pair of goggles and I felt lightheaded. And then I felt warmth wrap around my sides and pull me into the air, just out of the wolves’ reach. Deciding I was finally safe, I gave in to the looming darkness and blacked out.

* * * * *

“…e going to be okay?”

“He’s going to be fine… Don’t worry.”

I awoke to the voices of 8-Bit who was apparently comforting the filly.

…The filly!

I shot up from my laying down position and saw they were watching me intently.

“Mister, you’re awake!” The tiny unicorn exclaimed, clearly relieved. I looked at her almost immediately.

“Are you alright?”

“She’s fine. What about you?” 8-Bit asked, raising an eyebrow, “You took quite the beating there. You were quite a good distraction.” She smiled and I wasn’t sure if this was a compliment or an insult. I decided to take it as compliment.

“Well the distraction would’ve been worthless if you hadn’t flown over to her and carried her away while I kept the timber wolves busy.” I smiled right back at her. It was a team effort, that much couldn’t be denied.

The unicorn poked her head in between us, beaming from ear to ear.

“I’m Dinky Doo! Wow, you two were really cool! Thank you so much!” She kept grinning at us and I couldn’t help but get a little flustered. The admiration was…a bit exaggerated.

“I’m Silver Blade. I think…”

“And I’m Eight Bit. Do you live in Ponyville, Dinky?”

“Uh-huh! My mommy works as a mailmare!” She said proudly.

“Well then, let’s get you home.” My pegasus companion picked Dinky up, placed her gently onto her back and began to walk. Looking back, I realize she could’ve just flown out of the forest but decided to walk to stay with me. I admit I took comfort in that.

“Have you ever been to Ponyville, Silver? Or remember going there?” 8-Bit asked over her shoulder. I shook my head. “Well maybe we can figure something out when we get there.” I nodded.

The walk out of the forest was pretty uneventful, except for me noticing this world was unnaturally bright. When the trees finally stopped, a small field stretched out across the clearing. Just ahead of the plain was a small village where the buildings made mostly with yellow architecture. I stood for a bit to take in the sight, and then followed after 8-Bit in a steady trot.

“Pretty neat place, eh Silver?”

I nodded as we pulled up to the edge of town. We saw a grey mare, similar to 8-Bit in size (she also had wings) with a blonde mane and tail, yellow eyes that were crossed, and bubbles as her…cutie mark. At this point, Dinky jumped off 8-Bit’s back and ran to the grey pegasus.

“Mommy!”

Dinky’s mom ran to her and nuzzled her affectionately.

“Where were you, muffin? You worried mommy sick!”

I kind of giggled at Dinky’s nickname but didn’t interrupt.

“I…kind of went into the Everfree Forest to explore but I got attacked by timber wolves…I just don’t know what went wrong…” Dinky looked at the ground in shame.

“The Everfree Forest?!” her mother exclaimed, “I told you it was dangerous to go in there!”

“I’m sorry mom! Please don’t be mad at me!” Dinky looked up at her parent apologetically. Her mother bent down and nuzzled her again.

“I’m not mad at you… I’m just glad you’re safe.”

I guess Dinky used that as a way to change the topic of the conversation.

“Yeah! Because of these really cool ponies! They just came out of nowhere and rescued me!”

The grey mare trotted over to us with a warm smile on her face.

“Thanks for saving Dinky! My name’s Ditzy Doo, although if you’d like you can call me Derpy.”

“It was nothing,” I said as I waved a hoof. It was a flat out lie, but I didn’t want the cross-eyed pegasus to feel like she owed us.

“Are you a rescue team?” Derpy asked us. And of course, my amnesia prevented me from knowing the answer to that question. Thankfully, 8-Bit covered for me.

“Yeah, of course we are!”

“That’s really cold!” Derpy exclaimed.

I raised an eyebrow and looked at 8-Bit. She could only shrug.

“Cool, mommy,” Dinky said, failing to suppress a smile.

“That’s what I meant! What’s your name?” This time, 8-Bit looked at me helplessly. But a name popped into my head and I decided to roll with it.

“We’re team Free Souls!”

“Team Free Souls…” Derpy repeated, trying the name out. “I won’t ever forget you, Team Free Souls! Again, thanks!” And then she picked up Dinky and started to fly away. Dinky waved a tiny little hoof, which I couldn’t help but notice was incredibly cute.

“Bye bye guys!”

After a few more moments they were out of sight, disappearing behind a cloud. 8-Bit and I sat in silence for some time before I turned to her and asked the inevitable.

“What’s a rescue team?”

She looked at me and took a deep breath.

“Well, when a pony is in a dangerous situation, they can send out a distress signal which lets the rescue teams find them and help them. Rescue teams are exactly what they sound like, two or more ponies work together to rescue other ponies in danger. They’re usually pretty rare but there’s been a big increase in monsters lately and so rescue teams are back in business. And…I guess I’m your partner from now on.”

“And I wouldn’t have chosen anypony else,” I said with a smile, (deciding “anybody” wouldn’t have been the appropriate terminology) “You’ve been very helpful lately and I’m glad to be working with you Eight Bit.”

Her wings ruffled, then shot outwards, obviously pleased with my comment. She crossed one hoof over the other and grinned. “Is that so?” She looked at the now setting sun. “Well Silver, you’ll need a place to sleep soon. I’ve got a house just on the edge of Ponyville. Wanna crash there?”

I nodded. “Sure, that sounds good.”

She spread her wings and took to the sky, and I ran after her on foot. Her house was only a few minutes away. It was smaller than most of the Ponyville houses, but still livable. She landed swiftly and pushed open the door with one hoof, leading me inside.

On the inside, the house didn’t have much about it. It had a kitchen, a living room, and a bed (with the exception of a few closets and cabinets of course). Immediately, she trotted over to one of the closets and swung the door open, letting a bed fall out in front of her. Using her mouth, she then pulled the bed out and set it parallel to hers.

“There! My extra bed for guests is now yours!”

I nodded in gratitude. Her hoof flicked on a light switch to brighten up to dimming room and glanced at me.

“You hungry?”

“Not reall-“

But I was interrupted by my growling stomach, which made her laugh. She reached into her cabinet and pulled out two delicious-looking red apples and tossed one to me, which I surprisingly caught with my hooves!

“Gotta learn to use those things sometime or other!” She winked and took a bite out of her apple. I ate mine quietly and for a while there wasn’t any talking between us. She tried breaking the silence. “You’re awfully quiet over there.” I looked up from my dinner.

“It’s just… A lot has happened today that I need to wrap my mind around.”

She nodded and looked at the window in thought.

“Mm…”

After we had finished eating we crawled into our beds (which were more comfy than I expected, mostly because I was expecting hay) and she turned out the lights. I sat staring up at the ceiling for a while, reviewing the events of the day. Some time later, I heard her voice against the darkness.

“Hey Silver?” she prompted.

“Yeah?”

“Don’t worry, we’ll get your memory back and discover what happened to your human form.” And then she rolled over and fell asleep. I couldn’t help smiling to myself; I wasn’t going to have to go through this ordeal alone.

I had a friend.