Skyfire turned on her television.
Her dad had been dead for at least a month now, and the pony who murdered her dad was yet to be identified.
She switched to the news channel. She felt a shiver run through her spine as she saw what was on the TV. A title read:
BREAKING NEWS: GUN MURDERER FOUND
The screen had a mug shot of the murderer. He was a stallion with ruffled grey hair and a dark orange coat of fur. Alongside the mug shot was a picture of her father.
Skyfire swelled up with tears, a few drops running down her cheecks. Her anger for the murder had been exposed again.
She knew what was happening. She couldn't change here, nowhere near civilization. Skyfire ran out he door and sprinted as fast as she could to the Everfree Forest.
As she came up to the forest, she saw caution tape blocking off the entrance. Skyfire jumped over it as he eyes began to turn green again.
She felt the metal begin to erupt out of her skin and fur, while flames traveled up through her mane and tail.
Skyfire was now in a pit of rage and could not be taken out of it. She was crying hard and gasping as she caught her breath.
She turned around at a tree and bucked it to release her anger. It wasn't burnt all the way through, just the bark. She only kicked her legs once and she heard a loud snap. Skyfire turned around to see a tree fall over and crash onto other tree before hurdling towards the ground.
She looked at the fallen tree in a state of shock. Walking over to it, she had an idea. Putting her mane over the fire, she could smell the wood burning as her fiery mane burned straight through the wood, cutting the tree into two pieces and leaving a pile of ash between them. Her mane was dangerously hot, but not heat was given off. It only seemed to burn things it touched directly.
Skyfire turned her attention to the metal that shelled around her. It was very shiny, with a darker shade than chrome, but not pitch black. Skyfire lifted up one of the plates and pushed on it in ways it wasn't intended. She heard a snap and some clanging as she broke off a piece of her armor.
She looked back at the spot on her back the she pulled the piece of metal out of. She saw another piece grow out of her and move into the spot of exposed flesh.
Studying the metal, she found it quite light-weighted, but she could barely dent it with her hoof. She put in on the ground and put her mane over it. The ground around it began charring. When Skyfire pulled away, the metal looked exactly the same. No charred spots.
Skyfire picked up the scrap again and threw it against a tree. Her throw left it wedged in between the bark and cutting through the wood inside. She walked over pulled it out. Still, it looked the same. No scratches.
Again, she tried to break it. She found a flat rock nearby and set the piece of metal on it. She slammed her hoof down. The metal was still flawless, and the rock below had cracked in half.
"What am I....?" Skyfire asked to herself.
Skyfire eyed a tree in the distance -about 100 yards- that was at least 3 times the width as the trees around her. She started off at a trot, then slowly running into a sprint. She was running twice as fast as she could without the shape shift.
She slammed into the tree, CRACK!. Birds flew away, startled and squawking. Skyfire was lifted up as the tree uprooted itself and came down on the forest floor, knocking away any tees in its path.
Standing beside the fallen tree, Skyfire formed a devilish smirk and laughed.
Skyfire was in the Everfree forest for at least a full day already, experimenting with her mutated body ((not like that you pervs))
She did eventually find out that her armor could melt. All it took was about 5 minutes of constant contact with her mane. Still, her mane had to be as hot as the core of the planet. She then wondered why her mane hadn't melted through he armor. There was obviously even tougher armor where her mane and tail emerged.
Skyfire then had an idea. She ripped multiple pieces of metal from her back, each growing back fairly quickly, until there were 10 pieces laying in front of her, each being about the size and shape of her eyes.
She then exposed each piece to her mane for a few minutes, allowing them to bond together easily. Skyfire did this until all 10 pieces were connected in a slightly-curved shaft. She then heated up one side of the shaft until it was soft, then went back to her flat rock again and grinded it against the surface. The process was complete until she had created a one-edged blade, about the side of one of her legs.
Taking the blade, she melted it onto her front right leg. To her surprised, the blade melted in with her armor and was now controllable. It was sheathed along the side of her leg, and she could unsheathe it by flexing the bicep of her leg.
Skyfire's eyes began to water, and her green eyes flared even more. "I will avenge you, father."
She let her normal self come back to shape, her armor and fire fleeing inside her body again.
In the middle of the night, a white pony with a reddish-orange mane was casually walking out of the Everfree Forest.