Lightning Flare was always a odd one, distinctive at first. Seems to always enjoy flying, especially with Rainbow Dash, He was a cold one at times just gets really depressed in his love life at sometimes.
Lightning Flare seemed to not care that I was gone for 25 years he replied as it was yesterday I last conversed with him
“Sup” he replied to me all I could say to the Steel Ranger Weapon Modificator is to customize my sniper rifle,
“Could you maybe customize this Flare?” Lightning paused for a short couple of seconds
“I`m going to be exploring the Wasteland for a while and I need something to protect myself with” Lightning Flare then immediately nodded
“Sure any personal requests?” Flare asked
“Yes could you disconnect the scope and replace it with iron sights to make it similar to the Nagant?”
“Seems personal, one of your faves?” I then sighed
“Yes it was i`ve always taken a liking to sniping and the Nagant was a classic” Lightning Flare nodded in agreement
“Yes it was come back in a while I will have it done by then” I nodded
“Yes okay I have to talk to the Elder anyway” Lightning Flare then turned around to face the wooden workbench and immediately started working, I than made my way to the Elder.
The central command was incredible, reminded me of a famous building renowned for the strategy that was housed inside, Def con switches located and named 1, 2, 3, 4 one was named Zeta, varied computers and consoles filled the walls and the lower ground consisted of a war map which was based on the table. The locations on the map was three dimensional as it came as a holographic design to resemble the structures nearby and distant landmarks including New Appleloosa.
Vinyl Scratch POV
Days and countless days passed… with no return of Full Moon, i`m getting worried sick Record Moon was feeling the same as every night she would come out in the moonlight climb upon a hilltop and pray to the moon that her father would return i`m getting introduced to the locals that lived around here. One by the name of Bluejay and his wife Lyra Heartstrings, They`re a friendly bunch but Bluejay seems to know Full Moon, which concerns me… Anyway Applebloom is a sweet filly gets along with Record Moon well which helps. The need to look after her is undesirable but she still has her sister Applejack, If ever the time comes i`ll gladly look after her. For now… that`s not happening, Been having a few conversations with Lyra and a letter came through the post with my name on it, I rushed home to read it the note says.
“Dear mare of my dreams Vinyl Scratch”
“I hope you`re doing well. For the love I have for you is eternal, it wrecks me in thought when I am not with you, I have the need of a comfort from a really beautiful pony… and that one is you. I miss you completely and I hope to return soon”
“Yours truly and you know it Full Moon”
PS: Send Record Moon my love and a hug for that I miss her loads
That made me want to cry… My husband is alive! I can`t believe it. Still has not forgotten me, i`m starting to stare dreamily looking at the sky while lying on the bed I must get Ditsy Doo to send him a letter tomorrow for that Record`s praying worked… I love Full Moon so much ever since I met him and shared our first kiss…
End of Vinyl Scratch POV
The Elder introduced himself as Elder Lion heart, mystic in his ways he believes the Rangers will bring peace to Insanity, You can`t possibly stop Insanity… it never ends doing the same thing every day never stopping, That`s life in the Wasteland, especially with Linger haunting me every now and then. Voices started to flow into my head
“Hello Full Moon! How are you? I`m grand as ever watching lives end just like that… oh by the way have I ever told you the definition of insanity?” I reluctantly replied to the twisted creature
“No you have not” Linger than continued “Insanity is doing the exact... same fucking thing... over and over again expecting... shit to change... That. Is. Crazy. The first time somebody told me that, I dunno, I thought they were bullshitting me, so, I shot him. The thing is... He was right. And then I started seeing, everywhere I looked, everywhere I looked all these fucking pricks, everywhere I looked, doing the exact same fucking thing... over and over and over and over again thinking 'this time is gonna be different' no, no, no please... This time is gonna be different That is the definition of Insanity” I seeped in disgust for him to end and my head started to fill through my head… 12, 32, 3, 1, 12, 34, 76, 84, 3. I had no choice but to raise my wings to my head to try and conceal the pain and luckily the numbers stopped flowing…
Elder Lion heart confused of my actions in front of him wanted an explanation of hat was going through my mind he wanted me to lay on this stretcher and he pulled the nearest chair next to me and began to talk to me.
“Full Moon… what is the reason of your actions?”
The room was bright green, well, most of it there were slabs of bricks rusting off the paint and the wooden floor below creaking as every step of Rangers patrolling the HQ I then replied to Lion heart had to tell him the truth
“Elder… there`s this psychopath constantly making visits in my head, haunting me describing the deaths by his hoofs to me, describing what the definition of Insanity is” Lion heart than quickly got up
“Do you know the name of this pony?” I was about to speak but Linger than began to shout
“Listen Full Moon… if you say my name to this prick, i`ll hunt you down Agreed?” I ignored him “His name is…”
Linger than shouted extremely enough to paralyze half of my mind
“IF YOU TELL THAT PRICK I WILL KILL YOU WITH A FUCKING CHAINSAW AND RIP YOUR GUTS OUT! IS THAT CLEAR!!!” The Elder continued to ask me
“Well what is it?” I had to nod in disagreement
“I`m sorry sir but I cannot answer that question…” My tone going quiet every second I spoke The Elder replied
“Why not?” he paused for a few seconds
“We`re trying to hunt the bastard down as well.” I blacked out as Lion heart approached my face.