//------------------------------// // What's Her Name? // Story: Descendants of the Isle 2: Back Among The Hidden // by Melody Song //------------------------------// Thorax was typing on his computer. He lay on his bed in the room he shared with his brother and Gallus. He giggled as he felt Monarch pad over and nuzzle him. “How to get out of the friendzone…” Thorax murmured as he typed it in. The TV was on, background noise showing the report about Gallus and Sandbar’s dinner with Princess Amore. Monarch mewed as the door opened and Tempest strode in. Thorax sat up, shutting the laptop as Tempest turned and locked the door. “Did you bring it?” “Yes but we’d better be quick because Pharynx is waiting for me in my room.” Tempest headed over, then sighed. “And there are still reporters everywhere and they know I was part of the group who saved Equus from our parents so I can’t even open my mouth without a photo being taken and-” “I’m sorry…” Thorax said, but Tempest sighed and shook her head. “Thorax, do… do you ever miss screaming at creatures and just making them run away from you?” “Well, that was more mother’s thing and I was usually on the receiving end of it, so… no…” “Oh, right…” Tempest sighed. “Well, anyway, let’s get this over with-” “Hey, can I use your printer?” Blueblood stuck his head into the room. “Won’t be a sec.” “Blueblood, how do you have a key to the room?” Thorax asked “I printed it off last time I was here. You guys were asleep.” Blueblood explained “Look, I just-well, your printer’s so much better than mine and Gallus put in all these hacks so it would run smoother and-” “Get out!” Thorax snapped. “Fine, fine.” “Leave the key.” Thorax directed. Blueblood sighed, laid the fake key on the table, then he raced off. “There, see, like that!” Tempest said as the door shut behind Blueblood. “No, no… I would’ve been a pushover and let him, if it wasn’t for something he said earlier to-” he stopped, blushing. “Said something to the creature who’s the reason we’re here, I assume?” Tempest asked, and he nodded sheepishly. Tempest sighed and held up the bright red gummy. “So, this will make me tell Ember how I really feel?” “It’s a truth gummy, they’re supposed to.” Tempest hesitated as Thorax reached for it. “But… are you sure you want this?” “Huh?” “I mean, this thing’s gonna make you say the truth all the time, no matter what. And I’m only asking because I know if I took this thing right now I’d get myself sent back to the Hidden Isle, not that that really sounds unappealing but still…” “I’ll take my chances I guess…” Thorax reached for the gummy, but fumbled and dropped it. “Oh no!” Monarch mewed and batted at it, then licked it. He sat back and blinked, swiping his tongue over his nose. “Oh no! Bad cat!” Tempest snapped. Monarch blinked, then opened his mouth. “I-I’m a bad kitty?” They both stared at him. “Tempest…” “Gallus is gonna kill me.” Tempest breathed, then closed her eyes. “Okay, maybe since he only licked it it’ll be temporary.” “I hope so…” Thorax said “I don’t mind talking.” Monarch’s voice was smooth and energetic. “It’s fun, and you guys talk all the time! And you, Thorax, you just gotta be brave, I believe in you!” Thorax picked up Monarch. “Well… I’ll try… can’t believe I’m taking advice from a cat…” “Hey, I was there when your brother told Tempest, I know what it takes!” Monarch nuzzled him “Okay, I’m gonna… go…” Tempest backed away “I’ll look for a counterspell for him, good luck explaining to Gallus!” She then raced out of the room. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- On the Hidden Isle, within a bar, were four teenage pegasi. One of them had a yellow coat and a flame colored and styled mane. She growled and tossed chips at the TV showing Gallus and the other villain creatures living in Equus. The flame shaped necklace she wore glowed briefly. “Poser.” she spat as she recognized Tempest, even with her now blonde mane. “Traitor.” an ice colored filly agreed. “I’d love to wipe the smiles off their faces.” the only colt, a white coated pegasus with a dark navy blue mane muttered. The rainbow maned filly beside him nodded. “The little traitor who left us in the dirt.” the flame colored filly muttered, her eyes flashing red momentarily. “Who turned her back on evil.” the filly beside the colt said “I can’t believe she thaid we weren’t good enough for her gang.” the ice colored filly growled, revealing a lisp. “Snooty little broken horn, grabbing whatever she wanted and left us with almost nothing.” “Jutht a run down bar ath territory. What doeth she know about you? Thpitfire, the fathtetht flyer in the Hidden Ithle…” “And don’t you forget it, Fleetfoot. Honey.” the filly, Spitfire, winked, and the other, Fleetfoot, blushed. “At least we have her turf now, so she and her petty crew can stay in Ew-quus.” the colt said “Don’t be ridiculous Soarin.” Spitfire said. “Equus is her turf now. And I want it. We shouldn’t be getting her leftovers.” Spitfire jumped over the counter to stand between her friends, wrapping her wings over them. “Look at us. Soarin Skies, son of the Sky Blazers, Fleetfoot, daughter of the Frosts, Rainbow Dash, daughter of The Rainbooms… and me, daughter of the Flares! What’s my name?” “Spit.” Soarin replied “What’s my name?” she asked again “Thpit.” Fleetfoot replied “What’s my name, what’s my name?” Spitfire asked once more “Spit!” Rainbow shouted Spitfire stomped her hooves on the floor, flaring her wings. Her voice reverberated around the room. “This is all hooves on deck! Calling out to lost boys and girls! I’m tired of the disrespect! We won’t stop til we rule the world!” Spitfire swaggered around the room, Fleetfoot, Rainbow, and Soarin following her. “It’s our time, we up next!” “Next next!” they chanted “Our sail’s about to be set!” “Set, set!” “They ain’t seen nothing yet!” Spitfire whipped her head around to smirk at her friends. “Tell ‘em who’s in charge so they don’t forget. What’s my name, what’s my name?” “Spit!” “Say it louder! What’s my name, what’s my name?” “Spit!” Spitfire breathed out a content sigh, a smirk appearing on her face as she tilted her head back and let flickering flames move up her mane and around her wings. Her necklace pulsed with light. “Feel the power. No one’s gonna stop us Soon the world will be ours. What’s my name, what’s my name? What’s it, what’s it? Say it loud!” “Spiiit! Spiiit!” As they continued harmonizing to her name, Spitfire smirked. “All eyes on me Let me see ‘em.” “Spiiit! Spiiit!” “What’s it? What’s it? Say it! Say it!” “Spiii-ih-ih-iht! Spit-ah-ah-ah Spit-ah-ah-ah Spit-ah-ah-ah Spit-ah-ah-ah!” Spitfire grinned, and stalked up to Fleetfoot, Rainbow, and Soarin. “I’m the queen of this town I call the shots, you know who I am!” Spitfire made fire emerge from her wings and form a generic crown shape atop her head, then made it vanish. “I don’ need to wear no fake crown! Stand up to me you don’t stand a chance! It’s our time, we're up next!” “Next next!” “My crew’s as real as it gets!” “Gets gets!” “The worst is now the best. And leaving us here will be her last regret! What’s my name, what’s my name?” “Spit!” “Say it louder! What's my name, What's my name?” “Spit!” “Feel the power No one’s gonna stop us, soon the world will be ours! What's my name, what's my name? What's it, what's it, say it, say it.” Rainbow flew forwards, smirking. “You know what they say: Bad girls have all the fun. Never learned how to count ‘cause I’m number one! Ready? Here we come, we always get our way It’s a pirate's life, every single day!” Soarin landed by Spitfire’s side, while Fleetfoot stood on her other side, leaning against the mare. “Yeah, she’s the captain, I’m the first mate Enemies seasick, can’t see straight Call ‘em fish bait, throw ‘em on a hook.” Fleetfoot stepped up, smiling. “Spit is so hot they get burned if they look.” Fleetfoot touched her muzzle to Spitfire’s, lisp disappearing as she sang. Spitfire wrapped a wing over her and continued. “It's all eyes on me, let me see 'em!” I said eyes on me boys You know what my name is, Say it! Say it louder! What's my name, what's my name?” “Spit.” “Say it louder What's my name, What's my name?” “Spit!” “Feel the power! No one's gonna stop us soon the world will be ours! What's my name, what's my name? What's it, what's it, say it, say it” “Spit~fire! Spit~fire!” “All eyes on me, let me see 'em “Spit~fire! Spit~fire!” “What's it, what's it, say it, say it Oh, say it louder” “Spit~fire! Spit~fire!” “Oh, say it louder” “Spit~fire! Spit~fire!” “What's it, what's it, say it, say it!” “Spit-ah-ah-ah Spit-ah-ah-ah Spit-ah-ah-ah Spit-ah-ah-ah Spit-ah-ah-ah Spit-ah-ah-ah Spit.” Spitfire smirked and sat back in a bar stool, keeping a wing around Fleetfoot. Rainbow and Soarin flanked them. A blast of fire shot out of the kitchen. They all jumped. “Shut your mouths!!” “Dad!” Spitfire shouted “These shot glasses aren’t gonna clean themselves!” Spitfire rolled her eyes and glanced back. “It’s fine, it’s fine. Once we get our chance to rain down the flames on Equus, they’re gonna forget those creatures and remember the name-” “Spitfire!” they all cheered, whooping Spitfire smirked, basking in the cheers of a victory yet to come. “I’m coming for you… Tempest Shadow…” she murmured