Sunny Knight: a Pony's Tale

by TheothersideofSunny968

Shy Recruite

It had been a long day at the Weather Factory, a long day that was quickly coming to a close. One of the last workers to always leave was a timid stallion by the name of Mr. Shy. He didn't leave last because he always had the night shift or because he was asked to stay late all the time, although his boss probably could get away with that with him. That's not the case here. You see, sense the stallion started working at the factory when he was a young colt, he's collected samples of the clouds starting on his first day of work. It was a simple hobby, but it was one that gave the stallion something to sit back and admire after a long day at work. He was looking forward to the day when he would cap the lid on his last cloud sample and would begin enjoying his retirement days with his wife.

"It's been a long time, hasn't it Mr.Shy?" A firm and confident voice asked from the shadows.

The sudden presence of another pony startled the elderly stallion, causing him to almost drop his newest cloud sample. As he gripped the glass jar in his hooves, Mr.Shy slowly turned his head around to try and find the owner of the voice. In a weak and frightened tone, Mr.Shy replied "W-W-Who's t-t-there?..."

Stepping out of the shadows was a cyan colored stallion with a mane of grey hair. "Why, don't you remember your old flight school buddy? It's me, Wind Rider."

"W-W-Wind Rider?" Mr.Shy repeated the name. "W-What are you doing here?! N-n-not that I'm saying you 'can't' be here, but, well, the factory's closing for the night, and well-"

"No worries, old pal" Wind said as he casually walked over to the timid, light amateurish grey Pegasus. "I made a few new friends a while ago, and one of them was very, very interested to take a look at a certain factory. When I heard that an old pal of mine had a key to the factory, I just knew I had to ask. After all, what are friends for?"

Now standing right beside him, Wind Rider put a wing around Mr.Shy and shot his a rather relaxed and friendly look. Despite his attempts to win Mr.Shy over, though, Wind just made Mr.Shy more paranoid and fearful. The timid stallion just slid out from under Wind Rider's wing and forced a fake laugh.

"Gosh, I'd love help you out, really I would. But well, you see, the misses is expecting me home soon" Mr.Shy started to say as he backed away from Wind Rider, never turning his back to him. "And I hate for her dinner to get cold. She's making her famous 6-bean-"

Before the timid Pegasus could continue with his excuses, he backed up into somepony else, causing himself to almost drop his jar again. Catching it once more, Mr.Shy looked back to see what or who he ran into. Whoever it was kept themselves in the shadows. But something pierced though the dark. Two bright green lights. Mr.Shy watched as a small slit split in the darkness, releasing two rows of bright white teeth that broke through the darkness just like the glowing green eyes.

As the teeth formed a smile, a pony's form began to emerge from the concealing darkness, a twisted, toying voice broke the silence. "Awwww... you can't stick around to play with us a bit?"

A pony form began to emerge from the shadows. He was a dark grey Pegasus with a bleach white mane. But what frightened Mr.Shy the most about the stallion wasn't his ghost colored mane, his taunting smile, or even the way the stallion seemed to be toying with him in that tone. No, the most frightening thing about this new Pegasus were his eyes. Small green lights surrounded by pools of pure darkness. Darkness void of any kind or happy feeling, despite the large smile the stallion wore, there was only a cold, cruel hatred in the grey Pegasus's eyes. Mr.Shy had never been in all his life even heard tales of a creature being so...monstrous.

"But I understand" the new pony said as he jumped, landing next to Mr. Shy with one of his wings wrapped around the timid, elderly pony as Wind Rider had done moments ago. As he smiled and beamed his glowing green eyes at Mr.Shy, the new pony made a clicking sound as the bladed glove-like attachment latched to his wing also wrapped themselves around the factory worker. "But before you go, I want you to show me the factory. Not this stupid dump. But the good one! The famous one! The one Celestia stupidly shut down. The one my old cell mate rambled on and on about."

The grey Pegasus's smile grew and grew until all Mr.Shy could see of the stallion's face were his glowing green eyes and that twisted, vile grin of his.

"Take us to the Rainbow Factory!" The grey Pegasus hissed as he ran a single blade across Mr.Shy's cheek.

Gulping for the tenth time in the past few minutes, Mr.Shy fumbled with the lock in his hooves. The lock itself was an industrial sized one, specifically made of iron for the abandoned building in the sky. The Rainbow Factory was a place of urban legend that most ponies would rather forget about. It was defiantly one place Mr.Shy would rather forget about.

He remembered being told about the horrible events that took place in this dark place. It was made during the rainbow drought, before the discovery of the endless supply provided by the Rainbow Falls. There were only a select few who actually needed to work in the Rainbow Factory, which is probably how it's horrible secret was kept. The leader of the factory was a Pegasus stallion by the name of Wooden Toaster.

Toaster's operation flourished until a brave few foals escaped from the facility and made their way to help. Once the royal guards in Cloudsdale caught wind of what they were doing, princess Celestia and Princess Luna jumped into action. Not only did they shut down the Rainbow Factory project permanently, but they sent all who worked there or knew of what went on in those horrible metal walls but chose to keep quiet, were sent strait to the Ironlock maximum security prison. A fate that was well suited for such horrible, unspeakable crimes.

With one final twist, the giant iron lock popped open, and the iron chains that held the doors shut, locking in all the terrors of the facility's past within it, fell loud and hard. It was impossible for anypony near by to not hear the loud clad of the chains as they hit the ground. Mr.Shy hoped with all his heart that somepony would come along and save him from these two trouble makers.

With a forceful nudge, Cynical pulled Mr.Shy back to the present. "No time for day dreaming, pops. Open the front doors! I'm so excited! It's like Hearths-Warming eve back at the prison!"

Pushing his way past the timid Pegasus stallion, Cynical burst through the front doors of the old factory, quickly followed by Wind Rider who made sure to bring Mr.Shy with him. Even though Cynical could care less about the older gentle colt, Wind knew that if they just left Mr.Shy alone, he would go off and warn somepony of their presence.

Cynical was lost in awe as he skipped all around the dust covered facility that was once known as 'the Rainbow Factory'. Although the machines were beginning to fall apart to to lack of maintenance, a layer of dust and cobwebs covered almost everything, and a lack of power left the entire facility blacker then a moonless night, it was the most beautiful thing Cynical had seen in a long, long time.

"O' to joy! I can hear the chorus of screams now! Such a wonderful, uplifting sound!" Cynical began to cheer as he made his way, dancing back to the two elderly, and rather unamused, pegusi. "We have such BIG plans for this wonderful place! First a good washing and cleaning! This place deserves to shine like an assassins' dagger! And of course I'll send for my old pal, Wooden, so he can-"

"Ugh... pardon me" Mr.Shy spoke up nervously, breaking Cynical from his joy filled rant. "But, ugh... if you don't mind, I promise I won't say anything about either of you two being here. It's not really any of my business anyway, but, well, I would really like to be getting home now. It's been a long night, and like I said earlier, my wife is cooking dinner-"

"Oh! Where are my manners?! Of course! Go home to your loving wife, enjoy dinner and get a good night's rest..." This time it was Cynical's turn to interrupt. With a softened smile, the grey Pegasus nodded as he took off his bladed wing weapon, letting it fall to the ground as his wings now flapped freely in the air. He put a hoof behind Mr.Shy and began to lead him to the door, feeling a little more relaxed now that not only was one of his captor's unarmed, but that he was actually about to leave the condemned Factory and get back to his wife and safe home.

Wind Rider could hardly believe what he was hearing. He raised a brow at Cynical as the grey Pegasus started to lead Mr.Shy out of the Rainbow Factory, then narrowed his eyes when he saw a crooked smirk begin to grow on Cynical's muzzle again. He was up to something.

"Now be sure to get a good, log rest" Cynical sounded falsely sincere in his tone as he gently patted Mr.Shy on the back, urging him to head home.

"Ugh, ok. I will" Mr.Shy replied nervously, feeling something wasn't right, but cared more about getting away from the frightening looking pony with the black and green eyes then he did about piecing things together.

Kicking off lightly from the cloud the Rainbow Factory had been built on, Mr.Shy started to steadily fly back in the direction of his home, too afraid to look back. But he should have really looked back.

Without a warning, Mr.Shy was tackled lightly by something. It held on tightly and seemed to carry him as the elderly stallion struggled to break free of whatever had him. When he looked behind him, Mr.Shy's heart sank as he came face to face once again with the deviant muzzle of Cynical Storm.

"W-w-what are you doing?!" Mr.Shy asked, his voice shaking more from fear then the turbulence he was experiencing.

"Who? Me?" Cynical playfully asked. "Why, in just helping an old stallion fly home. You looked like you were having some trouble, so I thought I'd lend a wing!"

Not waiting for a response from Mr.Shy, Cynical began flying faster and faster, swerving just slightly out of the way of other buildings and houses that were made and built on clouds. Even though the structures made by pegusi to float in the sky as clouds do, were often made of cloud, that didn't mean that it still wouldn't hurt to run into it. Mr.Shy was too scared to keep his eyes open any longer and not only covered them with his hooves, but some what curled up with his wings into a fetal position.

"Don't be scared! This is the best part! You're gunna want to see this!" Cynical called out with his usual twisted sense of enthusiasm.

Still very afraid, but curious as to what he was supposed to be afraid of, Mr.Shy peaked trough his hooves only to be fully engulfed by fear as he and Cynical plummeted to the ground! Not just any ground, but some how Cynical had carried Mr.Shy from the Rainbow Factory on the far side of Cloudsdale all the way to the Wonderbolt's academy!

"Looks like I overshot your home a little bit!" Cynical spike up over the air current. "But don't worry! I'm sure you'll get there! Whenever you get out of the hospital, that is!"

"What?!" Was all Mr.Shy could ask as he and Cynical began to plummet towards the ground at dangerous speeds! Cynical locked his wings to his sides and began to dive strait down at the academy. His body, along with the dead weight of Mr.Shy's curled up body, allowed them to gain enough speed that Cynical couldn't even get a laugh out. The air was quickly escaping both their lungs, forcing Mr.Shy to pass out. Cynical, on the other hoof was wide awake on adrenaline, and quickly changed directions, curving his wings open at the last possible second and releasing Mr.Shy at the last moment to send the passed out pony hurdling into the wonderbolt's storage shed. The entire shed fell to pieces around Fluttershy's elderly father, who know was completely out cold with several broken bones.

When the grey Pegasus with the bleach white mane stood back to admire his handy work, he was quickly intercepted by Wind Raider. "What do you think you are doing?! Sombra never told you you could hurt anypony!"

But the pony with the black and glowing green eyes just waved a hoof. "He didn't say I 'couldn't' either. Besides, I wouldn't worry about the old timer. The writer would never let anything bad happen to anypony. Even one as cowardly as this one."

"Will you knock it off with this 'writer' and 'narrator' hog wash?!" Wind stomped his hooves, outraged by his companion's actions. "We need to call somepony! Mr.Shy could be-"

The wind was knocked out of Wind Rider when a hoof grabbed this throat. As he was forced to gaze into Cynical's eyes, the former wonderbolt was reminded just who and what he had allied himself with.

"Listen here, old timer" Cynical began to say as his grip around Wind's throat tightened. "I just put the old pony in a coma, if you don't want the same done to you, I suggest you not ruin my fun. Is that understood? Or would you rather be my 'next' plaything?"

Knowing full well the demented Pegasus's back story and what exactly he meant by 'plaything', Wind shook his head in response and was quickly released.

"Good! Now we have some work to do before we have some 'real' fun!" Cynical said with a chuckle as he took off, zooming back to the Rainbow Factory.

Wind Raider rubbed his now free throat before looking back at a beaten and bruised Mr.Shy. He seemed ok, and from what Wind could see at the Wonderbolt's barracks, somepony was already stirred awake by the ruckus. Releasing a heavy sigh, Wind took off, leaving Mr.Shy behind to enjoy a nice, long sleep, as Cynical suggested he should...

Author's Note:

The 'Rainbow Factory' original story is owned by AURORA DAWN, and this is just a parody using it. And if you all know me, you know that this won't be the dark story that AURORA DAWN originally wrote, but a slightly tweaked version of it using what happened after her story.

Also, I do not own the pony known as 'the Wooden Toaster' that Cynical references. The real owner of the Pegasus oc known as Wooden Toaster is actually Glaze.

And if you can't tell by now, 'I' am the actual one Cynical is referencing by saying 'the narrator', 'author', 'writer', etc. kind of like how Deadpool breaks the 4th wall or Rick from 'Rick and Morty' renounces God. Both that I'm a 'god', but the guy in charge of their world. He achknowlages that and rightfully blames 'me' for his back story fic 'No More Tears', as well as everything bad that happenes to him either in or out of what is recorded in the fic; from the death of his loved ones to stubbing his hoof in the morning. But I'll let him hate me for now. Who knows? Maybe I'll make an appearance in the fic.