//------------------------------// // Revelations // Story: End of the Rainbow (Factory) // by alexanderhunt88 //------------------------------// “And just who the Tartarus are you?” Rainbow Dash ordered. The pegasus didn't reply , and instead, just stood there, unfazed. Scootaloo took a good look at the un-shifting pegasus, but could not believe what she saw. This particular pony appeared to be wearing an all-over black body suit, an attire which reminded of her of the mysterious Mare-do-well, except this pony was wearing flying goggles, similar to the ones worn by the Wonderbolts. This pegasus pony also wore wearing armor, very much like the guards in Canterlot, but were silver, and had no head dressing, in place a lock of messy, deep-blue mane. The thing that most stood out for Scootaloo, however, was what the pegasus was wearing over his wings; armor. Not just normal amour, but openly covered armor, with protrusions coming out the sides; thick, metallic yet blunt protrusions. What, am I staring at? Scootaloo thought to herself, to weak to speak out. The unknown pegasus and Rainbow Dash stared directly at each, in a stalemate which looked like it could go on for eternity, until Rainbow Dash finally spoke up, ending the pause of silence. “I said” clearly ireful of the situation “Who in Tartarus are y-” “Let her go!” he quickly interrupted “Don’t make me repeated myself. I said, NOW!” Who is he. Once again, the two ponies stared directly at each other, once again in a stalemate, and once again Rainbow Dash intervened; she raised a hoof at him and said “No matter. Guards, take him out. I want him out of my way. He annoys me. And he’s rude. Dispose of him already.” She said nonchalantly. On that remark three guards up above them dove straight down at the armoured Pegasus. Run. Move. Leave now. Get out while you still can. Why are you here? She wished she could speak out, but her voice left her alone with her thoughts. The stallion did not move, or even flinch, even as the guards were nearly on him. Instead all he did was crouch slightly downwards. What are you doing. Move. Get out. And all he did, was inhale. Deeply. Whack To the surprise of everypony, Scootaloo, Rainbow Dash, the guards ever pony the stallion quickly and powerfully unfolded his wings, rising his body as he did so, and smashed all three guards away with his wings, knocking them high upwards, but did not try move away, instead, just dropped limply to the metal ground. After, he just simply exhaled deeply. Are they, dead? As the bodies hit the floor they all screamed in agonizing pain. No, they aren't, Scootaloo thought, but, how did he do that. Are his wing- armor (as she called it) really powerful enough to do that to three guards in one go. “Who- who are you?” Scootaloo heard worry in Rainbow Dash’s question. Could she be scared? No, that’s not possible. “Me?” He said, before crouching his body once again, his back legs higher than before. “You can call me Soar.“ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Soar? Have I heard of this name before? “Soar?” Rainbow Dash quizzed . Even through his goggles she knew he was looking directly at her. Staring at her. She did not find this pleasant. “No matter” she replied calmly “Your name, as interesting as it is, it is not going to win any favours for me” “And I don’t plan to.” He replied straight away, a hint of snicker in his voice “Now, for the last time. Let. Her. Go.” Why is he risking his life for me? Why? I am nopony special Scootaloo mused. “And what if I say ‘no’” she snickered back “Oh waaaiiiiit, I’m not going to let her go, am I, so no. Guards?” She pointed at Soar again. As on command, the rest of the guards (four of them it appeared) landed on the metal ground, creating a barrier between Rainbow Dash and Soar. She inhaled loudly, before yelling out enthusiastically “Fuck him up!” “Gladly” one of them replied, and charged directly at Soar, with the other guards quickly in tow. Soar, still in his earlier position, now charged directly at the guards, his position giving him the charging advantage. As the first guard Soar came into contact-range with struck a hoof out at his neck, Soar immediately parried by jumping over the guards swiping hoof, and landed a flying kick in return, flipping him over the metal railing, and hearing his yell gradually turn over into nothingness. With Soar seemingly distracted by the yell of the flipped-over guard; one of the other guards took this opportunity to attack, and nearly landed a hit on Soar’s face. Nearly. Soar blocked the guards hit with his own, and returned the favour by breaking the guards hoof backwards, making him scream in pain. Soar then took hold of his other hoof and threw him over his back, making him yell even louder, before double-bucking him out of conscious. The stallion was left with the two remaining guards, staring directly at each other in disbelief, stopped in their tracks to take in what they both saw. Impossible. How did he just..... do that? “Don’t just stand there and stare at each other like twats, I told you to fuck him up, and when I say fuck him up, I mean kill him” Rainbow Dash ordered in outrage The two knew that fighting Soar was better then going against their leader. She doesn’t take kindly to subordination. At least with Soar, they thought, they knew, death would be quick; at least they won’t be turned into a rainbow. The two nodded to each other and were ready to re-charge at Soar, but were cut off from charging when two rectangular, blunt metal objects hit them both in the sides of their faces, fired with such force they both passed out before hitting the ground. Scootaloo was able to see Soar’s bodies was facing sideways, with the exception that one of his wings was aiming directly at her. No, it was aimed at the guards, of which Scootaloo could now see his wing-armour was missing two pieces from it’s body. So that’s what is on his wings. This now leaves only Soar, Scootaloo (still too weak to talk), a rather pissed-off Rainbow Dash, and two mares, unmoving and unresponsive. “No more left” Soar teased “Pity.”