The corridors of Sanctuary were shaking violently. Dust and pebbles fell on the heads and manes of Silvadelian survivors as they rushed their desperate caravan forward along the descending passageways. Families clung together, carrying meager belongings. Soldiers and guards flanked them, eying the shuddering stalactites overhead anxiously.
In the thick of the group, Sam Rose was galloping back and forth, shouting loudly. “Quick! Do not tarry! We must reach the Inner Sanctum within the hour! Axan's forces are coming! Let us not give her any more devious pleasure than she's already tasted!”
A cluster of elders—protected by the thickest group of guards—rushed past Sam Rose as he watched over them. As the line of ponies filed down a thicker branch of corridors, he turned around and nodded towards the middle of the caravan.
Ember Speak nodded back, then leaned over to assist Zetta. “You got everything? It looks heavy...”
“It's not a matter of weight!” Zetta exclaimed, wincing beneath a glowing horn. Above him and several more unicorns, a large bulbous sphere of black metal was levitating. The weapon teetered from the death water sloshing inside the arcane material. “It's a matter of magical concentration! One single spill and this stuff will render us all to goo!”
“Best not to screw it up then!” Swirls said, hobbling along with the group. “Ember, did the rest of the foals make it—?”
“Yes! They ran ahead!” Ember exclaimed. “Along with the Council!”
“Good! Let's rendezvous with their families in Inner Sanctum!” Swirls exclaimed as a stallion carried her forward along the surging crowd. “Don't be a hero like Stu! I wanna see you there!”
“I wouldn't think of it!” Ember Speak called back. There was another heavy rumble. The shrieks of dragons could be heard overhead as curtains of dust fell on the crowd of gasping ponies. Looking up, Ember fidgeted and murmured, “By the Elders, let it all stay in one piece so we can at least put up a good fight—”
A huge, concussive blast emanated through the solid rock above. The stone steps became slippery with dust and sediment.
Several mares shrieked and stallions gasped.
“What was that?!”
“Are they attacking?!”
“It's the dragons!”
“Stay calm!” Sam Rose's voice could be heard from far ahead. “Inner Sanctum will keep us safe! Keep your breaths steady and your hooves steadier and follow me!”
“It's the first wave of their attack,” Ember Speak muttered as she trotted alongside the straining unicorns. “I can feel it. We haven't got much time before—”
Another monumental tremor shook through the cavern as another salvo of flaming breath struck the ruins above. The ground quaked, and several unicorns lost their balance. With a shout, Zetta strained and kept the weapon from outright plummeting. He was helpless to stop its descent entirely, and it rattled to the floor with a resounding clang. Pushed beyond normal capacity, Zetta stumbled onto his flank and hissed as his horn shorted out.
“Ooomf!” Ember Speak fell to her chest, wincing in pain. She struggled to get up, her eyes nervously gazing at the bomb as it wobbled on its bulbous end. “Heaven help us...”
A blue hoof reached down to her.
Not thinking, she took it and stood up. “We have to get that down to Inner Sanctum first and foremost. Who cares if—” She looked head, and gasped sharply. “Aaack!”
“How many times do I keep having to say it,” Rainbow Dash remarked with a slight curve to her lips. “That's the wrong friggin' A-word.”
“But... But...” Ember fidgeted, her eyes twitching about in confusion. “I-I don't understand! I thought you were—Mmmf!” Her eyes crossed.
Rainbow Dash was leaning forward, kissing her gently on the lips.
Ember let forth a squeak and hopped back, her face contorted in confusion as she held a hoof against her face. “Rainbow?! Wh-what was that for?!”
“For everything,” Rainbow Dash said, smiling softly. She exhaled. “And for nothing...” She reached forward and clasped Ember's hooves with her own. “Do me a favor...”
“A... f-favor...?”
“Mmmhmmm...” Rainbow Dash nodded, then gave a devilish grin. “When you and Sam rebuild this civilization, make sure it's something awesome.” She winked and let go.
Something weighted was in Ember's grasp. She looked down, blinking. Her eyes caught sight of a tear-stained book with green binding. With a gasp, she looked up. “Rainbow, no—!”
“Nnnngh!” With a heavy tug, Rainbow Dash lifted the entire bomb, gripped it in all four hooves, and took off for the opposite end of the corridor. She became a prismatic glow, ascending beyond the quaking lengths of Sanctuary.
Ember hugged the book to her chest, breathing heavily as her eyes moistened. “I swear,” she stammered. “It will be awesome...”
“Wait just a damn second—WAIT!” Zetta shrieked, standing up. He blinked several times at the empty floor, then gazed up at Ember. “Did she just kiss you?”
Something weighted was in Ember's grasp. She looked down, blinking. Her eyes caught sight of a tear-stained book with green blinding. With a gasp, she looked up. “Rainbow, no—!”
Uh oh. I sense something is amiss.
Moving on.
Into a blaze of glory.
hah.
Seriously, though, all this movement makes me fear we're at the end of the story.
oh no... don't tell me Rainbow's going to...
Yes, yes she did.
OH WHAT THE
HUH????
[quoteWait just a damn second—WAIT!” Zetta shrieked, standing up. He blinked several times at the empty floor, then gazed up at Ember. “Did she just kiss you?”]rainbow Dash goes on a suicide run with a bomb capable of melting anything into a puddle of goo and he bothered about that?? seriously
Uh-oh. End of story? Suicide mission? Longer comments later, gotta read last couple of chapters...
I would be deathly confused too, Zetta.
As soon as i read the first sentence, LimeAttack's comment from last chapter came to mind.
dl.dropbox.com/u/31471793/FiMFiction/emoticons/sillyfilly_Rainbow_Dash.png
Oh snap!
Last line
CLOUDY NO!
IIIIIt's Dashie's Eighth Marathon Evaluation Time!
Oh no...something bad is going to go down...why would Dash give Ember the book? Unless...
...
...no...
NO!
Is Dash going on a suicide mission for Silvadel? I think she is...oh NO...
...but then...
...she wouldn't be able to continue her quest easy.
Huh.
Noooooot sure what to think of that. These are my thoughts so far.
-MASH
P.S. I'm almost there...
Shitshitshitfuckfuckfuckcrapcrapcrap
My hands are literally shaking as i type this. I actually wrote "fuck."
THERE WE GO!
i love the ending.
1741949
I've thought about your comment since the last chapter, and I have to agree I dislike shipping. Same-gender shipping. I wouldn't mind it if it was M/F, but for some reason M/M or F/F shipping, the latter of which is extremely overdone in the MLP community, because I just don't find it... Right.
But hey, that's my opinion. No-one said it's fact.
2121067 you just love giving Dashie76 a hard time about shipping don't you
All aboard the shipping express! Oh, and also, thanks for joining the party, Zetta. Little late there, but you're here now, and that's all that matters.
Fuck. Never stop being fucking fantastically awesome Rainbow Dash.
Fuck. Never stop being fucking fantastically awesome Rainbow Dash.
If you love something, let it go...
ew
F/F shipping
Also, let's see what happens now...
A kiss for good luck? Who needs luck,
A kiss for Awesome Services Rendered? Eeeyup!
I refuse to believe Dash a lesbian pony. It would ruin my image of her...
Am I going to be downvoted if I express my distaste over lesbian ships?
5497396 I won't downvote you.
5497396
Not likely, considering how late we all are.
Although if you dislike lesbian ships, don't bother reading much past Innavedr.
That's the line that made me tear up for the first time in this story. Rainbow is truly a strong pony to do it, I would never be able to give up the last physical object that held the memories of my friends. never.
1741949 Screw the bomb, did she just kissed her?
Screw the kiss, why is not dashie raging?!
1741949 When they kissed I took 3 minutes wondering how you would react... I must say that you surprised me.
“Wait just a damn second—WAIT!” Zetta shrieked, standing up. He blinked several times at the empty floor, then gazed up at Ember. “Did she just kiss you?”
You gotta love Zetta.
#Comic_Relief!
Oh my!
Leaving the book is probably a good idea, that's easily something that could be ruined or destroyed further on in the story. Well, assuming Dash can fully take care of the dragon issue before moving on.
Time for some end-of-story thrilling heroics!
Why did I guess that Rainbow would carry the bomb?
Achievement unlocked: Observant.
There are worse ways to die.
04/02/2017 17:55 UTC
Legends says that a mere peck of the mythical rainbow lesbian horse can bestow eternal awesomeness.
If you listen closely, you can hear dashie76's yells of anger in the distance
EDIT: Wait! Dashie76 is not raging about shipping in his evaluation?!
Darn! Just when I'm making a joke about it, he stops raging
I have tried my hardest to only ship Rainbow Petals, but this is too damn cute. I officially ship both this and Rainbow Petals now
relax, sugar cube! Im sure the Rainbow petals are already raging for you!
example:
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMH
MUST. REMAIN. LOYAL. TO GOLD PETALS.
p.s TWO MORE CHAPTERS
NuclearAcid bomb gets stolen by an outsider and carried towards the enemy lines.Fellow who's in charge of said bomb: "Did she just kiss you?"
Achievement unlocked: priorities
Oh yeah, hey Zetta, there might also be a bomber, but don't worry that's less important right now.
You just keep focusing on that hot, sexy, mare on mare kissing action while the perpetrator makes off with your superweapon.
Priorities, ponies!
REALLY? ALL THE SUDDEN CHERISH OF NEWBORN FLOWERS AND LEAVES IN THIS CHAPTER COMPLETELY KILLED MY THOUGHT-OUT ANALYSIS FROM EARLIER CHAPTERS!
Wait, she gave Ember the damn PHOTO ALBUM?!
...dang. I'd forgotten that.
I GIVE UP! I SHIP EVERYTHING!
I forgot about that kiss.
... You keep up lesbian shipping I'll downvote the story. Granted it's been written long ago, and author has been absent for almost a year, but I don't care.
Oh, there it is. Suicidal idiot time has finally arrived. Let's see if Dash can make a difference and truly help these poor folks out...
11207666
Do it, I dare you. This was literally written a decade before you commented. See who cares.