A Mysterious Explosion

The Wonderbolts, as mentioned by Rainbow Dash, were one of the best flyers in Equestria. They created that were wondrous that everypony would just go all over them, wanting their autograph. But all that remains a secret, however this story starts out with the original member of the wonderbolts as this story is written, in my vision. Not everypony could be a wonderbolt, and they understand that.

          A speck of candlelight, it was a dark night. Guards of the Cultan were wandering the halls as they always did with  their daily shifts around the quarader, making sure no pony was sneaking around during curfew in the city. Ponies of the city were asleep, tucked in and all warm in their soft beds. With the midnight breeze flowing in, it was peaceful. Not a sound was made, but just the creak of an open bedroom window where the Cultan and his wife slept.

  In the dungeon, no one spoke of was Thundershine. One of the most famous 3rd generation wonderbolts, and co-captain of the team. She lay still in that cold stoned prison, only mice as companions, only less water to drink and less to eat. Her body was still, showing that she was asleep. When suddenly, the sound of hoofs galloping down the hall loudly. He trotted down the stairs quietly, not trying to make a sound. The wonderbolt mare slept peacefully, thinking that she was back at home as a young filly in Las Pegasus.

    The mare woke up from her sleep, she shouted. "Get me out of here, somepony help me!" Thundershine pushed with all of her might to see if the bars would break, but it was no use. The bars were held stiff, what could be a way for her to push that steel gate open? She figured that the only way to escape was by sneaking out the back bars, if only there was a way to break them. She said to herself. " If only I could find something strong enough to break these bars open".

   "Wait", she said, as she touched the bars of the cell. She tapped touched the bars with her hoof, and then the steel pole of the bar fell to the ground. She picked up the broken steel pole from the ground in the inside of her cell and observed it carefully. "Hmmmm........these bars seem pretty old, guess they were never replaced".  Thundershine slowly used her hoof to grab another old steel bar, it almost fell out of her hooves, but she caught it just in time. No other prisoner was paying  attention, she realized that they were just poor pony folk, she felt sorry for them. Why were they kept in a prison like this? The prisoners she saw, they were all frail and sick. She pitied all of them, the king probably could've imprisoned them because of the crimes they had done in the town marketplace.

    "Hey, you. Pssst?" somepony whispered, as she beckoned her hoof to tell her to come closer. Thunder stepped closer, she made a skeptic look at the pony she was approaching.

   "Who are you? And why did you call me here?", she whispered. The pony took of the cloak, it revealed that she was a mare. She had red orange mane with yellow highlights, she wore a tore wonderbolt uniform, and she was smiling at Thundershine. Thunder gasped at the pony she was seeing, she recognized her immediately. "Star Fire, I thought you were dead". The dark blue mare ran up and hugged the fury yellow coated mare, they both cried at the sight of seeing each other again.

   Both of the mares jumped up and and did their secret hoof shake, as if they were fillies playing on a day with nice weather. What they didn't realize was, that were shouting so loud that they both then heard hoof steps coming closer towards the dungeons. The figure had bat wings, Star Fire knew it was a bat pony. Starks Brightstar, one of the officers of the bat pony guards trotted into the dungeon halls loudly.

     "What in the name of Equestria?" the two mares said at the time. Stark looked at them, with a displeasing look on her face.  The two mares looked at her with shock, what was she thinking about when she looking at us? Thunder was confused, she knew this pony from somewhere, but where? Why in equestria would she work for the Cultan?

      Stark gave the two mares a dirty look.",When your friends get here in the next week or so, they'll just be a piece of bullshit". Thunder was furious. "You fucking bastard! Don't you dare do that to my nephew and his friends. And don't you dare threatened his brother either. And you better tell me where you trapped my brother, because you'll pay for this!"

    "Oh, I don't think so Thundershine. They'll be dead once they get here. Guards, put them back to where they belong". Starks walked away laughing cruelly. She was certain that Saddle Arabia would win the war, if the war was a never war, then she wouldn't be working for the Cultan. Starks had a sensitive side of her, she was only being cruel towards the prisoners because two of the prisoners were her friends.  The bat mare knew those two for a very long time, and it seemed that Thunder and Star Fire didn't remember her at all. With the rest of their teammates dead, they were extremely sad after the tragic thing that happened to them before after all those years.

       "Stark, is that you?" Thundershine asked in confusion. As Stark was about to walk back to the corridor, she stopped and heard Thunder's voice running through her head. "Thundershine, you recognize me?" the bat pony looked at her old friend in front of her. She turned her head and saw her friend trapped in the bars of a dungeon, she also saw her ,Star Fire, her other long time friend. Stark's fell to the ground at the sight of seeing her friends in this much danger, why did she choose to work as a guard in Saddle Arabia? It was wrong choice. Star Fire turned around, she saw her old friend crying hard on the cold ground. The mare immediately went to the poor mare and comforted her.

           "Stark, what's wrong?" Star Fire asked, concerned. The bat pony didn't pay attention to what the two mares were saying, she was too busy crying as more tears came out of her eyes. The wonderbolt captain comforted the mare with care, she used her wing to dry the bat pony's tears. "Stark listen. We know that you still have that type of good inside of you. Let it out when it's the right time". The bat pony cried even harder. "I was stupid to even work as a guard in Saddle Arabia, what was I thinking?"

              At the sudden words Stark spoke, the two former wonderbolts were surprised. At the sudden response, they were eager to help their long time friend get through her sorrow. Thunder put a hoof to her heart. "Hey, I know how it's like to have these type of doubts in your heart. I was like this once, but you helped me get over it. And now it's my turn to help you". Star Fire did the same, she put a hoof on the mare's back and gave her back a pat.

               Starks immediately dried her tears with her hoofs, she immediately felt better after the reassuring comfort. "Say Stark, what do you wanna talk about, cause I'm bored", the two formal wonderbolt asked her. "Really, I don't have anything to talk about. But right now let's just focus on escaping the the dungeon, we don't want Cultan finding about this; now would we?" Thunder and Star Fire nodded their heads. "We agree with you". The bat pony grabbed the keys she kept from her hoof, then used the same hoof she held the key with to open the dungeon's door. The two mares imprisoned  ran out of cell quickly as their hooves could take them.

               Stark was worried."Girls, we need to find a way out. But first, we need to find a way to get out of the underground dungeon". The mares found it hard to get out of the castle's underground dungeon, there were so many twist and turns upon the stairs that it was like almost impossible to find a door that could lead them elsewhere.

               "Star, Thunder. The castle' s towers are very vast. So it will be much more difficult to find a way out rather then just running down the stairs like it's going on forever". The two wonderbolts nodded. "Of course". They then followed her along as they were running down the tower's stairs, even while trying to avoid spiderwebs along the way. "If this keeps up, we won't even be able to find the right door if this keeps happening".

~The Last Diary Entry of Lucena~

The Discoveries of Saddle Arabia #2:

                 Thus the castles towers are absolutely, thou I cannot head anywhere if I stayed as a prisoner in this dreadful dump. My life would be ruined after the king's henchmen would come here and behead me just like they did with my niece, she was accused of a crime that she'd not commit. If history were to be rewritten, then nothing should stand in my way while I am at it.  Even before Tia and Luna were born, we were the first alicorns that ever roamed. My name's Lucena, I was given this diary for my birthday by my oldest daughter Tia (Celestia). It was nice of her to.

                  From what I discover about Saddle Arabia, that no good Cultan is no good at all. They promise that they would make piece between Equestria, but they broke their promise. We gave them our best goods that we could give to them, they betrayed us and it hurts of the violent things they did to Equestria, even before the bombing, there's nothing left of the town and the main building: the church lay in ruins. It had to be hidden somewhere in the city, I tried finding it myself....but it was no use, there was nothing. Nothing left the church, everything was left in dust nothing but dust. I'm sure that's the only clue that could be worth writing for. Art thou a good night.

~Lucena~

                 The sound of hoof steps thundered in the distance, the three companions knew that sound. With the noise growing louder, it was harder to find the right door. Their hoofs were growing tired, they wouldn't even stop to catch their breath or anything. All they could do for now was just run...........and run down the stairs as if it would take forever for the three to escape the vast dungeon tower outside of the Cultan's palace. Nothing was going to be easy for them, all the memories, those good memories were now taken away from them. Still, could they still remember the good old times they had as fillies?

Thundershine's P.O.V

                 Foalhood times can never be over, no pony could ever forget the friendship that happened between me and my group of friends. Our group may have been a small group, but two friends is better than one. It's good to meet a new pony, being eager to shake their hand, like the opposite of a gaining nothing. But the truest treasure to gain, is to always have friends that you can depend on, and that's always possible; even for three group of friends.

                   Oh no, the tower dungeon may be vast, but there is no way we would ever find the right door that was our way out. On some days me and my friends would be caught, and on some days we wouldn't because we were a clever group of mares. Mares that had the knowledge of finding their way out of a horrible prison, no walls or windows to show no light, just pure darkness. Almost everything we did was just sit and sit, there was nothing any of us could do.

                     The sound of Stark's voice grew from being glad to a complaint, what was wrong with that mare sometimes? "We'll never find our way out of this tower! It's like a big maze as always since the last year we were here."

                      I looked with a concerned face. "I'm sure the three of us can find a way out of here, only as long as we stick together no matter how many steps it takes".

                            Stark just looked at me as if I were saying something that confused her. "What are you saying Thunder?" I knew that expression she always made as a filly, now that's the real Stark I know. As a filly, she was always serious whenever it came to a scary task or situation, but on the inside she was an extreme scaredy-cat.

                                    Okay, back to the sad part-----everything was taken away from me, no matter how many times I try to fight back I get pushed back by an object, a heavy object. If only I knew who would treat me this way, then I would've have to go after him/her, whoever it is then I'm not in any part of it. If my mind was clouded with such thoughts, then I'll surely regret it whenever I'm around my nephew. I never talk about my issues because it's something very personal, and I just don't wanna share it with anyone at all; not even anypony.

Back to the real deal.