The first survivor: A creepy tale

RGB2 stood upon the platform. She let her flaws slip behind her. Her disability was nothing now. RGB2 was one with the wind.

"Ready, set, go!" Yelled the coach.

RGB2 lept off the platform, and flew upwards. She began to glide. Her wing started to cuff the air underneath it, and she began to get off coarse.She started to violently flap her wings. RGB2 was able to make it to the second platform. Now she had to go through the hoops.

RGB2 lept off the second platform. She started to glide, and again her curved wing made her go a little off coarse. She

flew upwards she would regret that though. RGB2 flew straight into the first hoop, and crashed to the ground.

"FAULTY!" Yelled the coach.

"Oh no." Wined the filly. She stared to cry.

A stallion flew to the ground were RGB2 was. RGB2 looked up thinking that the stallion

would help her. He picked her up and flew away from all of her friends. In about 10 minutes or so he brought her to some rusty iron gates.

"What? Wait we're are we." RGB2 Asked the stallion.

"You'll see just stand here and wait." He replied, and flew off.

She never recognized this place before. Now she was all alone. RGB2 started to ponder. "What is Spirit Seeker going to say." She thought. She thought of her parents. Her dad worked in the weather factory. Dono what he did though. RGB2 always thought he worked on the clouds. Or the rainbows. She always wondered where the rainbows came from. Her dad brought her into work one day. She saw a sign on a door saying "Rainbow Factory".

"Can we go in there!" RGB2 Pleaded.

"No, I'm afraid not." He replied.

"Mom goes in there sometimes! Why can't we!"RGB2 Asked.

He let out a sigh "I will tell you when your older, and mom only goes in there to work on the machines like all the others."

Suddenly a pony walked out. It had a gas mask, a lab coat covered in weird dark red stains. RGB2 saw the navy blue and white tail, and gear cutie mark.

"Mom?" RGB2 Asked.

The pony took off the gas mask to reveal her face.

"Yes honey." she replied.

RGB2's mom was a mechanic, and very nice. RGB2 always thought of her mom as a mad scientist of some sort.

"Why can't we go in!" RGB2 Asked once again.

"Why?" RGB2's mom replied. "Well because-" she paused. Her mom and dad looked at each other sheepishly. "Because, experiments happen in there, that aren't necessarily for filly s like you." Almost if it was on queue a high pitched scream came from beyond the rusty door.

"Uh, maybe we should go elsewhere." Said her father.

"Yes your right." Common now RGB2 were going to see we're the snowflakes are made." Replied her mom.

"Ok then." Replied RGB2. She took one last look at the spooky door, and kept walking forward still a little spooked.

"HEY KID!" Yelled a old pony.

RGB2 looked up.

"Are you comin' or not?". He asked

RGB2 went over to the wagon. We're the old pony pony pulled it down a dark tunnel. RGB2, became scared when she saw that she couldn't even see her own hoof in front of her face. She just went along with it. Mabie it was a second chance...