Rainbow Factory Meltdown

Once the two friends recovered from the hell they had just escaped from they turned around to face the door. It was glowing red hot because of all the raw spectrum on the other side, but thankfully none of it was leaking through.

“Are we…the only ones?” asked Scootaloo shakily.

“I think so,” answered Rainbow Dash with a sad look in her eyes, “Nobody else made it out…”

The two pegasi walked slowly towards the atrium where they were supposed to report ages ago. When they arrived it was completely barren except for three other pegasi. When the three ponies saw Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo emerge from the hallway they rushed over to them. It was the president of the Weather Factory and the two guards.

“Miss. Dash, what on earth happened? You look terrible,” said the president shocked, “I knew something was wrong when the entire Area 2 Sector 5 did not report here. We tried to go look for you but the entrance doors were sealed shut!”

“Nimbos…Nimbos…” stuttered Rainbow Dash, “He killed them all.”

“Oh my word!” exclaimed the president, “Are you two the only ones who made it out?”

“Yes,” replied Scootaloo.

“What happened?” he asked.

“Rainbow meltdown…” sighed Dash.

“And Nimbos?”

“Dead, along with everypony else I suppose.”

“You two must rest! Please follow me.”

“Where is eveypony?” asked Scootaloo looking around.

“Oh, I sent them all home,” replied the president, “I thought it was too dangerous for them here.”

“Good.” said Rainbow Dash.

They followed the president and the two guards into his office.

“Because I have to be here 24/7 I live here,” he explained.

The President then opened a door in the back of his office. Inside was a bedroom.

“I’ll let you two rest here for the night,” he said kindly, “See you in the morning.”

--The following morning--

Rainbow Dash awoke the next morning with a major headache. The tension in her head felt like it had gotten worse instead of better. She then awoke Scootaloo who jumped and screamed when she shook her.

“No! Get away from me Nimbos!” she yelled.

Once finished screaming she scanned the room and groaned.

“That was the worst nightmare I’ve ever had,” she said tears forming in her eyes, “Rainbow Dash I’m so scared! Please help me, I-I don’t know what to do…”

“shhhhh,” said Rainbow Dash soothingly, “It was only a dream. Nimbos is dead now. He can’t hurt you.”

The two friends washed up and combed their manes. Once they were ready they stepped outside of the bedroom and into the President’s office. He was asleep in his big padded office chair.

“Ahem,” coughed Rainbow Dash loudly.

The President awoke abruptly and straightened up in his chair.

“Ah, I see you two are now awake. Because you slept in my room I decided to sleep here in my office.” he said stating the obvious, “Please, come on in and have a seat.”

Both Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo walked over to his desk and sat down.

“Now I bet both of you are anxious to get home and forget about the hell you’ve probably just experienced. But I want you to tell me the truth. I want you two to tell me exactly what happened in the Rainbow Facility,” said the President eyeing them closely.

So for the next few hours Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo told of their gruesome and terrible experience in the Rainbow Facility. Every now and then the President would stop them and ask them to explain something, but mostly he just nodded his head and listened. When they finished he dismissed them and bid them well.

--A few days later--

Once the Rainbow Facility was cleaned of the raw spectrum the entire place was so destroyed that everything would have to be rebuilt.

“Now if we work really hard we can have the facility up and running again in about three months,” approximated a weather scientist.

Rainbow Dash, a few scientists, and some of her top employees sat around a conference table discussing what should be done. Since Rainbow Dash was in charge of the Rainbow sector the President said it was her duty to repair and rebuild it.

“Will we be building another reactor?” asked Rainbow Dash.

“Why of course! How else are we supposed to make Rainbows?” replied the scientist.

Rainbow Dash twitched a few times before regaining control over herself.

“I’m sorry,” she said, “I just haven’t been feeling myself since the incident.”

Rainbow Dash’s head felt like it was on fire! The tension kept building and she could barely contain it any longer.

“So anyway…” continued the scientist.

“Are you sure there isn’t another way?” interrupted Rainbow Dash twitching constantly now.

The scientists huddled together and whispered about something.

When finished the head scientist replied, “Well there is one other way...”

“What is it!?”

“Recently we’ve found that pegasi contain large amounts of pure spectrum.”

“Really?”

“Yes, why?”

“Well, after what happened just a few days ago I've realized that Rainbow Reactors are way too dangerous.”

“But we’ve been using the Rainbow Reactor to make pure spectrum for as long as anypony can remember.”

“Still, do you really want to risk this disaster happening again?”

“No…but”

“No buts!” said Rainbow Dash sharply, “I want another way, and now!”

The scientists looked nervously at one another and then said, “Like we said, we’ve found that pegasi contain large amounts of pure spectrum inside of them. If we could somehow dissect it from them then we wouldn’t need a reactor because it would already be pure. We’ve never actually tried to extract the spectrum out of a pegasus before though; so you’ll have to give us a few days to find a safe way to do it…”

At that moment the tension inside of Rainbow Dash’s head reached its limit and something inside of her brain snapped.

“Who said I’ll give you a few days to find a safe way!?” she said with a crazed look, “I don’t care about safety, and I don’t give a crap about death! I’m in charge of the Rainbow Facility and we’ll be extracting the spectrum the way I want to…”

The scientists, stunned by her sudden uncharacteristic response, replied that they would find a way to extract the spectrum as quickly as possible. A couple of hours later the meeting resumed and the scientists hesitantly handed Rainbow Dash a crude blue print.

“We like to call it the Pegasus Device”, said the head engineer, Dr. Atmosphere, while staring at Rainbow Dash intently.

As she studied the blue print her eyes gleamed in a chilling way.

She looked up from the paper and replied with a fiendish grin, “It’s perfect...”