"Sweet Celestia," Doctor Engram voice shook, "I think it's finished." On his desk sat a microchip with a miscellaneous tools scattered about around it. "It's taken so many years. The research, the planning, the construction, but now, it's finally done. I still need a subject to try it on, though," his voice wandered off, "but who?"
"Doctor Engram," spoke the intercom, "please report to lab E24 immediately. Doctor Engram, E24." Engram chuckled to himself quietly, then tucked away the microchip into a bag and slipped it into his lab coat pocket, then trotted out of the room and headed across the hall. He opened the door slowly, hoping the inevitable squeak would cease to be.
"How is she?" Engram whispered out. His wife, Doctor Cerebellum, gave him a large smile and nod as she rocked back in forth in a rocking chair, a soft yellow coated newborn pony in her arms, wrapped securely in a fluffy white blanket. Engram smiled at his wife and daughter, then gestured with a sideways nod that he must go. He gently shut the door and walked down a numerous amount of hallways and staircases. He patted his lab coat pocket to make sure his prized possession was still in his grasp. "What if..." his voice trailed, "Nah, that's ridiculous. What am I thinking?" He calmly walks into a room filled with other ponies in lab coats, stationed about the many machines scattered about the area.
"Alright," Engram announced, "let's get to work."
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"And that will be 3 bits, Miss," the pony behind the stand chirped. Pale pulled out 3 bits from her bag and set them on the wooden stand. "Thank you very much!" Pale grabbed her bag of celery and walked off without a word. She followed the trail she had been taking the past few days to same park she'd been visiting for lunch. Again, she took her seat on the bench which was the most isolated from all other things and ponies. She rustled through her bag and retrieved some celery, then continued to take a large chomp out of the green vegetable. A breeze swooped in and shook the branches of some nearby trees, which swished and created a peaceful background sound for Pale. The scent of the flowers nearby flew along with the wind, and for just a moment, Pale almost allowed a smile to fall onto her face.
"You know he wants you to come back," said a grey pegasus stallion, "your father. He's asked me to come get you." The stallion had silently made his way onto the same bench Pale was occupying without her noticing. He kept a warm smile upon his lips and he looked off into the distance, as if he were avoiding any eye contact he may have to face. Pale shifted her eyes to the side to catch a glimpse of the stallion, then took another bite of celery.
"Tell him to eff off," she said, bluntly, her words slightly slurred from her celery-filled mouth. The stallion huffed out a small laugh or two, then stood.
"You know he won't be too happy about this." He pulled out an envelope and tossed it onto her lap. "Here," he said as he opened up his wings in preparation, "money for food."
"I don't need his money," Pale frowned. The stallion began to flap his wings as a smirk grew larger and larger on his face.
"You haven't changed one bit, Pale," he said with a melancholy tone. He silently rose to the sky and flew away, leaving it at that. Pale took a violent bite out of another piece of celery. Her mood had been spoiled, and so she headed back for home.
"Pale!" Twilight yelled out, "Pale, wait up!" Pale continued walking at the same pace with Twilight running up from behind her. "Pale, I haven't seen you around at all. I've been needing to ask you: Why is it that you don't have your cutie mark?" Pale shook her head, for she didn't know herself. "Well, do you have any special talents? I'm sure you're good at something!" Again, Pale shook her head, this time, as a lie. "Oh, come on, you've got to have something." Once more, Pale denied. Twilight forced an awkward laugh. "Well... I really need to get going. Have to go meet Pinkie Pie! See ya!" She hastily exited, leaving Pale in the silence that she enjoys so much.
When she had finally reached her destination, she noticed the lights in her home were on. When she had left, it was still noon, and she hadn't turned on any lights yet that day. Something was up. She peered in through the window and found her house being rummaged out thoroughly by a numerous amount of Canterlot Royal Guards. She saw lips moving, so she stood on her hind legs and pressed her ear to the glass to see if she could hear what they were saying. Just then, a unicorn guard pushed her against the side of her house, pinning her down completely.
"Keep still, and no sudden movements. You are hereby being taken into custody as by direct orders from Princess Celestia herself." The guard's horn began to glow a faint blue colour, as a spell he was casting began to restrain Pale's front two hooves together from behind her as if she were hoofcuffed.
"What the hell?! What did I do?!" Pale demanded him. The guard gave no response as he began to walk to a nearby pegasus-drawn chariot on his back two hooves. Pale glanced to her left and right to see if anyone was around and found no one. She waited until the guard seemed a bit more relaxed and then threw herself backwards, knocking her head against his jaw, which dazed the guard and made him lose his focus on the spell, letting her free. She began to ran towards Sugarcube Corner in hopes of losing the guards in the small crowd, but hardly made a few steps away without being caught by a levitation spell the guard casted on her. Pale struggled to break free, even though in her mind, knew it was useless. The guard smirked and pulled her back down towards the ground and began to shove her into the chariot with his two front hooves. Pale struggled and let out a few loud grunts, but it was no use, he was stronger than her, much stronger. The guard casted another spell on her to keep her still as he began to rummage through her bags that she had on her. He threw things onto the ground one by one; An envelope, so bits, a photo of a mare and her daughter.
"Hey! Pick that up right now!" Pale yelled out to him.
"Oh, what, this?" The guard picked up the photo and held it up in the air to show her. A smirked and evil smirk and tossed it onto the ground, then stomped on it with is front right hoof, rubbing it back and forth against the dirt on the ground. Pale's angry expression faded, and was replaced with her blank stare that she holds so easily. "Aw, did I hurt your feelings, Miss? I am so sorry." He and the pegasus guards rigged to the chariot began to laugh at her, throwing out names and slurs left and right. The guard lifted his spell on her after he had gotten in the chariot and began to hold her down by hoof. "You look so very frightening with that dead gaze of yours. Ha! What's the matter? It looks like you've got something to say!" The guard kept his cocky smirk as he gestured the pegasi guards to take off.
"Yes, I do," Pale said with a striking monotonous tone, "Die." The guard laughed at her remark, and the pegasus guards lifted their wings in prepare for take off. Pale touched her hoof to the guard's arm and began to glow a faint blue colour, just like the glow that emitted off a unicorn's horn. The guard's smirk began to disappear and quickly got replaced with a confused expression. "What the h-" the guard's words were replaced with a loud, electrical buzzing sound that sang in harmony with the screams he screamed. Screams of pain and torture. The stallion's head flung back and forth and side to side, out of control, and his eyes grew wider than that of which was thought possible, poking out of his head, slightly. The pegasus guards turned their heads to see the horror before them, and they screamed as well, adding to the horrific melody that played into the night.
The guard's screams ceased when the attack did as well. His body fell out of the chariot and made a loud thud against the ground. Smoke flew out of his nostrils and ears, and saliva flowed out from his opened mouth. He had been electrocuted to death. The pegasus guards unhooked themselves from the chariot and rushed to their comrade, and Pale saw this a perfect time to escape. The pegasus guards had lost their heads and began to panic over his corpse.
"W-we need to report this right away!"
"Y-yeah, we do!" The two pegasus guards flapped their wings and flew away at maximum speed. Pale had made her way to a small batch of trees and had chosen one to lay down next to. She tried to keep her eyes open, but the pain in her head was too much to bare. She let her eyes fall and she drifted off into an unwanted sleep.