"Welcome to the Rainbow Factory."
Author's Note
The following story below is not for children. If you are sensitive to graphically disturbing fictions of My Little Pony;Friendship Is Magic, then I highly recommend you turn away now. If you however can handle the heat, then you are more welcome to have at it. The original story 'Rainbow Factory' is rightfully owned by Aurora Dawn. I do not own the original, but only this spin off. Sit back, and enjoy.
~ConfusmentIsKey
"Welcome to the Rainbow Factory."
Here I am, finally. Standing in the back of the line, waiting to get my turn. The coach, a broad and buff stallion is towards the front of the crowd of young foals, enlisting the instructions repeatedly as a new contestant takes their turn.
"Clear, Fly, Fall, Complete."
Every foal has managed to pass so far, at least what I could read from the judges body language. And their eyes... I can read anypony's mind when I look into their eyes. It's why I am the outcast, the last one picked, and so on and so forth. It's ironic, really- I find it quite amusing when they try to direct their eye contact away when thy speak to me. Which is hardly ever, as you should know.
Because deep down inside...
They're afraid. I love it. They're afraid of me, I make it very clear that I show absolutely no emotion whatsoever so they can't return the same gaze. My stone cold blue eyes are uneasy to those upon the simple minded. Or should I say sane minded...
My intention here today is not to pass my exams. It's not to return home, liable to walk the streets of anywhere as a proud and authorized citizen.
I'm here for a deeper, darker intention. I know something that the rest of these pathetic twats that are in front of me don't know- and I can prove it with a simple, eight worded question.
Do you really know where rainbow's come from?
I do. I am aware of the factory, the one in Cloudsdale that takes the Pegasi who have failed to be a citizen in society, but rather the victim. They don't allow those to continue living. Their parents are to forget, and just assume that they're gone, and never to return, unless after a storm. It makes me chuckle inside-those pathetic, worthless foals being grinded into spectra.
"Avenue Shrine, you're up. Stretch your wings one final time, and you start here. Clear, Fly, Fall, Complete."
I move my attention to the light pink mare in front of me. Her eyes dart every which way, as if she was trying to take in what the coach has just instructed her to do. Avenue was an outcast, but not as much as I was. She was weak, and quiet. That was the reason she was second till last, and also I wanted to be last. It was the only way for my plan to execute correctly.
After practically forever, Avenue unfolded her small, fragile wings all the way. She glanced over at the judges, and I could hear the nervous exhale from her muzzle before she charged herself into the air. I was surprised from the very minute she made it through the very first obstacle, and was even more impressed when she made it through the second. I could see the smile she wore, and it made me sick inside. That's when she went towards the third cloud hoop, her speed increasing tremendously as she flew in. As if time slowed down, Avenue's front hoof hit the bottom part of the hoop, causing her to jerk forward. She raised her wings to regain herself, and bended them the wrong way. She cried as a sickening crack echoed and she reached up with her hoof quickly to catch herself from falling. She managed to crawl back up, turning the other way to continue flying through the next hoop. What a waste. I watched, quiet yet amused, as she raised her wings once more to fly. Not even a flap was manageable, the very second she leaped into the air I knew she was destined to fall.
And I watched it all happen before me.
She fell out of range of sight, which was enough to fail the exam. The coach then flew down to get her as I watch the judges shake their head and scribble down her failing scores. The coach returned, the small wing fractured mare in his hooves as he set her down and told her to go to the nurse pony to aid her wing. She left silently and sadly, the coach walking towards his clipboard to point me out as the next one to take the exam.
"Night Eclipse, you're next. Don't forge to stretch your wings, and you will start here. Clear, Fly, Fall, Complete."
I walked forward, not glancing at the coach once. I set my hoof on the start line, looking down at my hoof quietly. I glanced at the judges who were watching me relentlessly, and I opened my wings to captivate everypony in the moment.
Silence.
I then closed my wings and sat on my haunches with my hooves tucked in front of me. I heard the coach behind me repeat, "Night Eclipse, fly through the obstacles."
"No."
"No?" He said as I heard him start to walk up next to me. He looked down at me, but I kept my gaze forward. "Do the damn exam, or else proceed as a failure."
I turned, digging my gaze deep, deep into his eyes as I stared at him with no emotion, but then again a hypnotizing glare that resided to my desire to not take the exam. "I refuse to do the exam."
The coach practically poured his fear into his eyes as he nodded and turned to face the judges to gesture that I refused to do the exam. Excellent. My glare worked, and now I was a failure. Nothing but dead weight to any and everypony known. I was to never to be seen by anypony ever again.
And I couldn't be more happy.
The judges later then confirmed their final scores and returned their moderation slip to everypony who passed. Everyone was given a yellow confirmation, that is except for me and Avenue. I watched her out of the corner of my eye, seeing her cry and sob quietly to herself as tears drenched her face. The more she cried, the more I wanted to hit her in her weak, pathetic mouth. Such fool. Crying would do her no good, but she obviously didn't see that. I, on the other hoof, remained calm as both me and Avenue were separated from the other ponies. She kept sweating and sniffling, and asking where they were taking us. Celestia, would you shut up? I kept repeating in my mind. Maybe I should knock her jaw out of place, give her something else to cry about.
We were eventually lead to a carriage, one made out of steel and no windows out of the doors. I sighed to myself as a stallion lead us to the carriage, I got in as instructed and the worthless crybaby refused to get in, so she was thrown in, causing her to yep and bump into me. I calmly tried to keep myself from causing a severe amount of pain to this cunt for fucking touching me to begin with, and it worked. Barely. She sat up after I groaned very loudly, which I was surprised she was smart enough to catch that warning.
She sat next to me, trembling as she looked ahead with fear as she proceeded to cry again. Slaughter me now, this pony was the most annoying thing ever. She turned her head to look at me, shivering and sniffling as she whispered a question to me.
"D-do you know w-where they're taking us?" She whispered in a horrified voice.
I looked over a her dead in the eyes. They were full of fear and sadness, and I just stared. Her wings twitched as her eyes widened in fear as I looked at her. I looked away, looking back into space. I knew she was debating on whether she would ask me again, but she didn't. She just looked ahead sadly and muttered as if she was to answer her own question.
"Maybe they're taking us home separately from the other foals because they knew that we'd get picked on for not passing the exam..."
Haha, okay then, you keep thinking that...
Suddenly, the carriage stopped. Everything was quiet before the door swung open, and a pony grabbed Avenue by her mane. She screamed as they dragged her out, but I just jumped out without anypony touching me. Well, one tried to, but I dodged them and just followed Avenue. She squirmed under the pony that was holding her, then I realized something. In the far corner of my eye, I saw ponies in black suites and some with masks. One of those ponies walked pass me, a giant bag in their mouth as they trotted towards the carriage and the Pegasus who had driven us here. They handed them the bag before the Pegasus flew off, and then the pony walked back and gestured for them to walk us inside. I walked, my head high as I was determined to get what I came here for. Avenue hung her head as she walked beside me. A few ponies walked behind us, and then one on each side as the doors opened and we entered inside.
And it couldn't be more breathtaking.
The factory was dark and gloomy- the entire scenery giving off a tragic vibe. It's true, it's really true! The factory- it's just as I knew it to be. A loud noise echoed through the entire factory, the sound of steam lingered into my ears as my heart rate rose. It was without a doubt that this was the most precious moment of my life.
Avenue whimpered as her ears folded onto her head as she began to back up slowly. One of the costumed ponies shoved the pony forward, and said with a demanding tone, "Move!"
She obeyed and walked forward, even though I was leading. I kept an emotionless facial expression as I continue to walk forward, I examined ponies with giant saw-type weapons and chopping to what my good guess was remains. I continued to walk even more, looking around in silent awe at the horrific scene before me. I stopped when I was met up with other ponies in the black suits, all of the ponies wearing masks.
Except for one.
She didn't wear any head gear at all, and her rainbow mane was certainly something that would draw anypony's attention. A giant, red scar was on her right eye, and she looked at us with evil, thriving eyes. Funny, she looked very timid and unhesitant, as if she knew what she wanted and was very hungry for it. In a better term, she looked tripping and on-edge.
"Welcome, failures," She started, her raspy voice ringing throughout the entire factory. "I see we have only two? Surprising. I don't get this little of a draft, but nonetheless, I suppose I should explain to you where you are and why. This is the rainbow factory, a place where pathetic pieces of shit's like you get mushed and recycled into rainbows. Excited?"
"M-mushed into rainbows?" Said a meek little voice beside me.
The cyan mare lowered her black eyelids, giving a disgusted and disgraceful look towards the pink foal. She sneered at her as she walked closer, leaning her head down to match the filly's level. She spoke in a hushed voice as the sneer turned into a psychotic smile.
"Little fun fact about rainbows," She started, "The colors shine their brightest when the ponies that they one were spend their very last breath consumed with fear."
I couldn't help but smile to that. Of course, the pathetic runt cowered in fear, but didn't take her gaze away from her crimson eyes. That upset me, I recognized that she had the same capability that I had- the hypnotizing gaze used to pry her victims. My smile disappeared as her gaze shifted towards me. I kept my gaze away from her, but she then raised her head and walked towards me.
"And you... Haven't heard a thing from you." She said. "Can you speak?"
I glanced over to Avenue, her eyes wide and staring at me. Everypony else has their attention on me when suddenly the Pegasus in front of me raised her hoof and slammed it down with a loud boom!
"Look at me when I'm speaking to you. Do you not have a voice?"
I turned my head slowly, raising my gaze to hers. It was as if a nuclear explosion went off as we both stared into each other's eyes, both of ours not giving in, the same but entirely different.
"I adore your factory."
I did something that not even I could predict myself. The mare was taken aback, her eyes filled with confusement as she didn't break my gaze. We continued to hold this gaze until on of the suited ponies speak up.
"Uh, Ms. Dash?"
"Take these two into storage. They'll be dealt with in the meantime." She said, tearing away from my gaze and walking away when Avenue starts with her ridiculous fit.
"No! I-I don't want to be turned into rainbows!! Please, let us go!"
"Shut her up." Muttered the leader. With that said, one of the ponies put a bag over her head, tightening the end as she thrashes around and eventually becomes unconscious. Her body is then dragged by her tail, steering her forward as the ponies instructed me to follow. I obeyed as I felt the leader's gaze burn the back of my head.
Glare all you want, I'm a pony you wont resist. Soon will you see...
...
I sat in the corner of my cell, staring at nothing. The sound of ponies quietly crying and sobbing filled my ears, and I wish they would shut the hell up. I can't tell you the exact timing, but my approximation is around forty-eight hours to how long I've been in here. Nopony can sleep, and neither can I with their quiet sobbing and whatnot. Ponies occasionally come in here, taking the other ponies to the machine to where they can never be seen by us again. Avenue is somewhat still in here, probably shaking in the corner in fear that her turn will come. And it will. She's going to die in here, I'm sure of it.
My attention was then turned to the sound of a metal door opening, a simple signal that they've returned to recycle the next pony. I watched as one of the ponies looked down at a clipboard, and told the other a number. The pony then walked down the aisle, many ponies pleading and crying for them to be released. I was watching as the pony stopped between me and Avenue's cell, her right across from mine. He then walked towards mine, and started to undo the lock to my door. Nearly complete with the combination, the pony with the clipboard hollered at him and repeated the number. He groaned under his breath and didn't even bother to lock it back, but turned around to Avenue's cell.
He entered the combination, the cell door opening and Avenue getting against the wall ad screaming for them to leave her alone. The stallion obviously took this as nothing but aggravating, and grabbed her by her mane. She squalled as he dragged her out, and eventually she was brought out of the storage. I went back to my corner, staring off into space as things began to quiet down. When everypony was asleep, I walked back to the door. The lock hanged above me, and I reached out my hoof through the metal bars to touch it. All it took was a turn to the left, and it clicked.
I unlocked it.
I slowly slid the door open, not even making a creak. I walked out, and looked either way to see the exit door over to my right. I quietly walked to the door, reaching the nob and opening it. The entire time, not one pony was cautious of my actions, so I slipped out quietly. I shut the door, even though it made a loud noise. I walked down the hallway, calmly observing the workers that were down below. Chopping the remains of ponies with their devices, and blood was everywhere. What a beautiful sight. I grinned as I continued to walk quietly down the hallway.
It was a long walk of nothing but ponies who chopped up corpses, but it all was suddenly worth it when I heard the heart of the factory right ahead of me. I trotted towards the machine, the one right below me. It was huge, and just as I have known it would look. A moving platform that strapped the ponies down securely and moved them towards the machine, and crushed their bodies. Even further down was where the spectra was created, and bright glowing rainbow colors pumped into pipes. It was beautiful, it truly was. And then I heard the sound of doors opening, and I turned to see a suited Pegasus with a limp, dull, and colorless pony on her back. She approached the end of the machine, throwing the body onto the platform. She buckled it down, and made her way over to the switch.
She hardly moved the lever to start the machine, it quietly humming even louder than heard in the rest of the factory. I watched as the pony struggled in place, trying to break free. It took me a moment to recognize the bandaging on their right wing, and it hit me that it was Avenue. The color of her coat and mane have been drained out of her, and she was down there struggling to get free. The pony from before left the room, only leaving her to be turned into spectra.
Her head was nearing the hammering part of the machine as I took I every moment of it. She screamed for help, but it didn't change the fate of her death that was near. Right when her head was under the giant machines threating smashing dome, the loud hum quieted down and the machine...
Stopped.
I looked back at the lever, seeing that since the correct amount of pressure didn't force it down all the way, it has resumed at a stop right before the pony below was even smashed. Avenue looked around, her chest rising and heaving as she looked around in panic. She then smiled and laughed in relief to which her death was put on hold.
I wasn't going to allow that.
I opened my wings and thrust myself into the air, flying down below to the machine. I landed dead in front of Avenue, my hooves making a loud sound to cause her to raise her head.
"N-Night? Thank Luna you're here!" she exclaimed with a happy tone as she started to tear up with joy. "Now quick, before somepony comes-"
I quickly jabbed my hoof into her mouth, causing her to gag and choke a little bit.
"Oh shut the fuck up," I said with a hissing tone. "You're truly pathetic, aren't you?"
She tried to speak with my hoof jabbed almost midway down her throat as I pushed it in more. She looked at me with pleading, sorry eyes as for once, I returned her emotions with a psychopathic, hungry stare.
"What? Thought I came here t save you? You're a pathetic piece of garbage that I wanted gone a long time ago. Fucking whining like the little bitch you are!" I exclaimed with a chuckle. I watched as she started to cry as I kept my hoof in place and I looked down and shushed her motherly. "Aw, don't cry. You've come too far to let the factory get the better of you. Do you really want to give them the priority of you being the best of what they wanted all along?"
She didn't reply. Her eyes started to close more and more, and I was very close to suffocating her when I removed my hoof from her mouth, loud coughs coming from her as it sounded more and more like she was going to vomit.
"I should've suffocated you just now," I said, leaping down from the machine and walking towards the switch, "But I am so, so ready to see this thing work up close. Your life in the fate of my hooves... it sends a shiver of excitement down my spine."
"Night... please, I just want to go home! We can both go home... w-we can leave together! You don't have to do this!"
"I know that," I started, resting a hoof on the lever. "It's the very fact that I want to. Oh, how I want to..."
"NIGHT, P-PLEASE! DON'T!"
I grinned evilly. "See you in the skies, Avenue."
I jammed the lever all the way down, not taking the chance of the same incident as before to repeat itself. I smiled widely as I heard her bloodcurdling scream echo one final time before she was under the smashing portion of the machine. I chuckled quietly to myself as my eye started to twitch, and my laughing increased. Suddenly, the machine died down as I continued to laugh, that is until the sound of a single applause came from behind me.
"In my days, I've never seen any foal preform such act..."
I quietly turned around and saw the rainbow-mane Pegasus from before propped against the wall and observing me. She then walked towards me a humble look on her face, as well as an impressed one.
"I knew there was something peculiar about you the minute I looked into your eyes. Hell, I thought you set me off guard for your pathetic self, but now I know of how you really desire this factory."
"It is not a desire," I said, a painted smile upon my face. "It's a need."
She chuckled as she gently petted my head, her crimson gaze fixed on me.
"Then you shall have it.
Welcome to the Rainbow Factory."
