The Rebellion

Right, when I wrote the two of these chapters I'm going to upload I felt they were a little bit rushed but me being me I'm not going to fix them. That also means that I'm going to upload an extra chapter because of how bad both of them are.

“So, what was she like?” Was the first question Blazingstorm asked as they headed back towards the campsite.
“Like any other normal pony,” she explained with some disbelief in her own voice “it was so weird though; her voice didn’t sound like ours. It had some weird twang to it!”
Blazingstorm let out a snort “that’s probably how all of them act.” It sounded as though she was trying to find a reasonable explanation as well “but then as soon as your guards down they’ll stab you right in the back… Literally.”
Violet Fire shuddered; the way her sister talked about death was like it was nothing. But of course death was something; a pony could lose somepony close to them in death, or somepony murdered another pony. Yet Blazingstorm seemed to think murder and all of those things were a perfectly fine thing to joke about.
Violet saw it often. Whenever her sister would speak of something like that there would be a crazed look in her eyes, and it truly scared Violet Fire – even if she didn’t want to admit it. She felt like she was the complete opposite of her sister sometimes; she seemed so numb about feelings, and almost tried to hide them back. It was almost like somepony had deliberately removed those feelings from her!
“Well maybe we should ask Dark Spirit when we get back,” Violet Fire decided.
Violet Fire’s eyes widened in realisation, and she ended up dropping her bag of apples on the floor “now that we’ve done with this task we have a final assessment! Do you have any idea what it could be?!” She started skipping around like a little baby filly.
Blazingstorm picked up the apples and handed them towards her excited sister “I swear Violet, sometimes you be so…” she sighed in annoyance “it’s like being sisters with a four year old. Can’t you try to act cool about anything?” Violet Fire immediately lost her enthusiasm.
“Sorry, Blazing.” She hung her head low “but I can’t help being excited about this.”
Her sister rolled her eyes “You’re a member of The Rebellion, you shouldn’t get over excited about these things! The soldiers here are serious and not childish, and we should be carrying on that example. Not being complete idiots all because we’re having our final assessment!” She started speeding up her pace, and behind followed Violet Fire holding the apples in her mouth.
She sighed outwardly. Like she knew before… Both were completely different.
They carried on towards the campsite, and finally arrived there as the sun was setting. Violet noticed how all the soldiers looked really tired, and she guessed Dark Spirit and Cold Ice had worked them to the bone while they had been out.
But when they spotted both Violet Fire and Blazingstorm they immediately sat up and saluted them. Violet Fire enjoyed the attention, but sometimes it could get a bit too much for her. Especially when she was only nine and being treated like some kind of royalty. But Blazingstorm was a different story.
Violet could see it in her eyes as she walked that she liked to get all the attention possible. She would act so embarrassed about it, and then the soldiers would give her small smiles, as if trying to comfort her about it, but Violet could see it in her eyes that she was milking it.
“Blazingstorm, Violet Fire, where are the apples?” Violet Fire smiled as she noticed the voice of Merryweather.
“They’re right here, Merry.” She smiled and threw the apples in front of the scientist and Dark Spirit.
“So all went to plan?” Dark Spirit spoke up “no problems?” He looked directly at Blazingstorm, as if expecting her to know the most.
Blazingstorm shook her head “no problems at all.” She looked behind to see Violet Fire angrily staring at Dark Spirit “but you should really be asking Violet about this; she was the one who bought the apples”
“So, Violet?” Dark Spirit acknowledged her.
“Everything went fine,” she promised “I had a conversation, bought some apples and left.” She shrugged “all seemed fine to me.”
Dark Spirit nodded “then we’ll begin your final assessment… You two should have no difficulty completing it.”
Both Blazingstorm and Violet Fire followed Dark Spirit and Cold Ice towards a smaller clearing. She noticed straight away that the soldiers had followed them there, and had crowded around the clearing as if not to stop anypony from running away. This made Violet nervous.
“So the task is simple,” Dark Spirit announced loudly “all you have to do is-” he pointed towards a small bunny being held down by Cold Ice “-kill the bunny.”
Violet Fire’s eyes widened in shock, but she immediately noticed a small smile appear on Blazingstorm’s face.
That’s sick! Does she actually want to kill a helpless bunny?! She looked at her sister in utter shock.
“Of course it’s a bunny each.” Dark Spirit pointed towards a soldier Violet believed to be called Skyclaw. He was a griffin, and a large one at that.
“I expect this to be done quickly,” his voice boomed throughout the clearing “it shouldn’t be hard for you at all”
Blazingstorm easily took a step forwards and wacked her hoof around the bunnies face. Violet Fire closed her eyes, unable to look at the scene about to unfold. She heard a few more hits and then a loud clapping of hooves. Violet Fire opened her eyes to see they had already moved the bunny, and she sighed with relief.
But the relief didn’t last as Blazingstorm pushed her out into the crowd of ponies (and griffins) watching. She looked down at the poor bunny helplessly flailing in Skyclaw’s bird-like arms; she couldn’t live with herself if she hurt this bunny in any way.
She lifted a hoof but didn’t hit down on the bunny; instead she hesitated as she watched the bunny’s eyes begging for freedom. She couldn’t do it, and Dark Spirit noticed this.
“Violet, what are you waiting for?! Hit the bunny!” Dark Spirit screamed down at her.
She hit down alright… Hit down the side of the griffins face. She pulled the bunny from the griffins grasp and set it free, and it quickly ran across the clearing towards the forest. Violet watched in happiness, completely forgetting she had just hit one of the soldiers around the face.
She felt a force on her body, and she instantly fell to the ground. She tried to scramble free, but the weight was too heavy. She looked up to see it was Dark Spirit who was holding her down.
“What the hell is wrong with her Merryweather?!” Dark Spirit angrily shouted at his scientist “you said she’d match her sister’s abilities exactly! But here she is unable to kill a puny little bunny! She’s defective!”
Merryweather stood in front of Dark Spirit, dazed. He opened his mouth to speak, but quickly shut it.
“I-I don’t understand, either,” he admitted sorrowfully “when we ran tests on her she matched her sisters ability all the way!” Dark Spirit hit the ground hard with his two grey hooves.
“You were too soft on her!” Dark Spirit accused “I told you she should’ve been training the same way Blazingstorm had been! But you didn’t listen, and now we’ve got a coward of an experiment!” His voice was hoarse with rage.
Violet Fire could only lie limply underneath Dark Spirit’s hooves as he screamed and shouted at Merryweather, constantly being insulted in every possible way. She took a quick glance over by her sister, who looked at Violet angrily.
Violet didn’t understand why her sister was angry at her. All she had done was not kill a bunny, and all of a sudden everypony in the clearing seemed to hate her.
“We can’t have her here,” Dark Spirit’s voice was cold as ice “she’ll only be a disappointment to our cause!”
“I say we kill her!” She heard the voice of Skyclaw, who held his cheek where Violet had hit down hard.
“You’re right, Skyclaw!” Dark Spirit roared “Death is the only option.”
Violet looked around the clearing to see everypony nodding in agreement. Even Blazingstorm! Merryweather’s eyes widened
“I have a solution,” Merryweather spoke up “I’ll take her up towards the mountains and throw her off myself!” He exclaimed.
Violet’s heart sunk as Merryweather agreed with everypony “no failure of a project deserves to live.” The crowd smiled.
“Merryweather, to redeem yourself you must kill Violet, or you will die” Dark Spirit threatened.
“Oh don’t worry, Dark Spirit” Merryweather smiled “I won’t have a problem killing something so worthless.”
Violet Fire felt chains wrap around her legs, tying them together to stop her from running away. She felt a bag slowly crawl up her body, and soon she felt ropes wrapping her inside of it.

“Good, now go, Merryweather” Dark Spirit stepped out of the way to let Merryweather pass through with the body of Violet Fire held over his back.

The two stopped somewhere close to Ponyville, which confused Violet.
“Why am I being killed so close to other ponies?” She looked at Merryweather in confusion.
Merryweather pulled Violet Fire from the bag “you’re not going to die,” he answered.
She felt the chains and the ropes slowly being pulled from her body, which made her sigh in relief. But why did Merryweather want her to live; surely something like she would be a disgrace in what they had planned for. Well, at least that’s how those ponies felt.
“Why are you helping me?” She asked her question.
Merryweather looked around “because I need your help,” he simply answered “at first I really wanted to help The Rebellion, but now it seems like Dark Spirit isn’t going to help Equestria at all. I mean, he was killing bunnies for petes sake!”
Violet Fire nodded “so what am I going to do to help you then?”
“The Rebellion wants nothing more than to lead Equestria, and do whatever they want. If they do take over, the whole of this country will be in chaos. We can’t allow that to happen”
Violet raised an eyebrow “but you always told us Princess Celestia and Luna were the ones causing problems,” she pointed out “are you telling me that everything I have learnt about Equestria is a lie?!”
Merryweather nodded sadly “the ponies here are good guys,” he promised “and you need to help them when the time comes. Even if it might take years for Dark Spirit to finally show his face to the world, he’ll be coming at some point and you need to be ready.”
“And now you need a new alias,” Merryweather explained to her “have you got any ideas?”
Violet Fire smirked “you shall refer to me as Scootaloo from now on. This is my new name, and I am now a citizen of Ponyville.”
Merryweather smiled “alright, Scootaloo. Let’s get going.”