Chapter 8: We are all brothers

The mission was a success. Now, I know everything what I want to know. Night Light hasn't change one word with me since after finishing the mission. I didn't know what was going on with him. He was like ... it seems like he was worried about me ... again. Earlier we were happy if we still could talk with our brothers, not everyone had the luck to survive the war. We were happy, we were lucky because we could do the next step.

"Why you so mad? We won, I mean we found our answers."

"Why haven't you tell Spitfire about what we found out?"

"I already told you that, because if I tell them what´s going on there, first they wouldn't believe me, second they would attack this Factory uncontrollable."

"Aha? And you think you can do it better?"

"I haven't said that."

"But you believe it."

"NO!"

"What´s the reason?"

"I WANT TO LOOK IN THIS PERSONS EYE WHO IS REALLY RESPONSIBLE FOR ALL THIS SHIT WHAT IS GOING ON HERE AND ON EARTH! Did you not listen what this doctor said? They are doing maybe the same think with your folk, they are controlling your government, my government, they are everywhere who knows what they doing next. If the Wonderbolts are going to attack them, this Woodentoaster or however he is will leave this place like a pussy and that means we cant catch him and that means again NO ANSWERS!"

"They are the Wonderbolts of course they can catch him."

"Are you stupid or something like that? What have you done on the mission? Sleeping? Did you see how much they are. Haven´t you listen to the pony? They have thousands or maybe millions of followers and their army is still raising..."

"YES BUT WE COULD STOP IT RIGHT NOW!"

"Do you really think it will be simple to catch this guy? Have you see what they did with their "soldiers"? They transformed them. They changed body parts of them to make them stronger and more intelligent. They are using a kind of "drug" to make them more powerful with the name Spectra and I want to know what Spectra is."

"And what is your plan?"

"I am going to the princess, and I will tell her what happened. And if you haven't catch it, our both worlds are in big danger. Your country will be overrun, on my world there will begin a big war they want to kill all G leaders to cause the chaos." I said and went to my room leaving Night Light alone in his living room.

I was sitting on my bed I started to read everything about Cloudstale. There was something about a "Rainbow Factory" but there were only noted things like how they create the rainbows and stuff like that but I haven't found anything about Spectra ... or did I? I saw a number in front of my face 328. I opened the page and I found out something really interesting. It seems that the numbers are "knowing" what I am thinking about... I opened the site of this book and what I read was more than scary ...

There’s long been rumors as to how exactly rainbows are made in Equestria. While a great amount of Pegasi ponies are employed in the Rainbow department of the weather factory, almost all of them do the low-end work. What’s known is that great streams of Spectra, the individual colors of the rainbow, flow through large grates and into vast vats. From there, workers carefully and equally mix the spectra into the coagulated rainbow pools that dot and run through the factory and surrounding city.

Next, that mixture is pumped to the floor below, where other employees atomize it and store it until the active weather Pegasi deploy it in field.

However, no one knows how individual Spectra is made. Supplies are never seen being brought in, leaving not even a clue what goes into a rainbow. Tourists, when visiting the factory, are treated to an extremely foreboding and plain wall, with massive solid doors baring entry to anypony at any time. While most of the facilities various signs and architecture is bubbly and welcoming, the Rainbow Factory’s upper floor was protected by harsh imagery of potential hazards and death, and the cloud wall was made not out of the clean white of the rest of the city, but of a black, quietly thundering fog.

To become an employee of the upper Rainbow Factory meant sacrificing any life outside those black walls. Workers are sworn to secrecy and forbidden from leaving, and live inside the facility itself. Those few who ever managed to make it out not in a body bag were twisted and disturbed, too damaged to ever bring themselves to talk about it. A lot of theories were proposed; Dark magic from captured unicorns, chemicals and environmental hazards that no sane pony would tolerate, and even thoughts of another unknown sister of Celestia’s, destined to create the Spectra instead of raising the Sun or the Moon. None of them could be farther than the truth.

It reads like a creepypasta. But it hasn't gave me the answer what I was searching for.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK* The door opened. It was Twilight Velvet.

"Oh sorry, I haven't known that you in your room."

"That's ok? What do you need?"

"Nothing, I just only wanted to know ... ou ... uuuuh, he or she is moving again."

"HE or SHE? AH! My congratulations."

"Thank you Mason."

"Will it be a mare or a colt?"

"I don't know ... but if it will be mare her name should be ... Twilight Sparkle."

"Nice. Ah and Velvet."

"Yes?"

"Your friend Night Light, he is a good pony. He is a good soldier."

"Thanks, and yes I know, he is very sweet and yes I am very proud of him. You two are good friends aren't you?"

"Yes ... we are."

"Good Night Alex."

"Good night Velvet." I said and she left the room. It don't need long and I started to sleep too.