Overgrown Rainbow

by Cytotoxin

Deadly Rainbow

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Deadly Rainbow

Rainbow was certainly magnificent. Pride and joy of Equestrian Air force, the immense airship inspired abject reverence. Crewed by two and half hundred ponies, not counting four squadrons of pegasi fighters and a support division of unicorns, Rainbow`s mere presence in the sky dwarfed the castles and cowed the cities into meek submission. An icon of Equestrian military might and technological advancement, Rainbow also carried rocketry and cannon batteries of unprecedented firepower. Only two years into service, and airship already had been known far and wide, inspiring jubilation and confidence in allies and abject fear and begrudging respect in enemies.

Quick Quill was still incredulous about his luck. A journalist just earning his name, he certainly did not expect to be present at the deck of military airship. Yet, there he was. What began as a simple chore of asking around some of the airship crew about the ship had suddenly became a personal invitation by the admiral to attend the patrol flight of the ship, with exclusive rights to publish anything that wasn`t deemed military secret. It was very nice of admiral to write a letter for him too - Quick Quill was pretty certain chief editor of Equestrian Inquirer would have not believed him otherwise.

Of course, young journalist wasnt exactly expecting to be a war reporter - but that didnt matter much, since Rainbow was just performing a routine patrol of the border. Following the recent war of succession in the Griffin Kingdom, the aforementioned kingdom had factually ceased to exist, split into four mutually opposing duchies and their vassals. After unexpected death of Stormwing the Fourteenth in a hunting accident, succession crisis followed, for Stormwing the Fourteenth had neither heir, nor even wife to take the regency. Each of the four grand dukes had some legitimacy beyond their claim to the throne, but none of the four commanded enough clout to overtake the other three.

Military action soon followed, and it wasn`t before long that griffin skirmishers began making incursions into the borders of Equestria, raiding and pillaging small villages along the foothills. Reprisals by Equestrian military came without delay, and soon enough, a dead zone had been established along the border, routinely patrolled by airships and pegasi squads, intercepting and routing skirmishers back into mountains. Normally, a capital warship like Rainbow would not be used for patrol duty, but according to what Quick Quill had been told so far, it was merely sabre rattling - rather insistent reminder to the grand dukes of Silverclaw and Thunder Crown to keep their unruly subjects under control or else.

He peered over the railing. Down below, hills looked almost flat. He knew, of course, that from the ground, hills wouldnt appear to be anything close to flatness he perceived from above. Lifting camera, he pointed it downwards and held his breath.... One, two, three... THERE! A perfect view. He snapped off two shots quickly. It was close to three in the afternoon. Soon, admiral would come to the bridge and he could conduct his interview. He couldnt wait.

Melodic chime reverberated through the frame of airship, three clear tones signaling three in the afternoon. Quick Quill turned around and walked into the command gondola. Admiral was already there, sitting on her chair lazily, tuft of unruly rainbow hair sticking out from under the crooked shako. "Enjoying the view, kid?" - she offered in that raspy voice of hers, nodding at the folding stool next to her chair, - "Sit down and let`s get this interview business started."

Quick Quill nodded, sitting down on the stool and whipping out notepad and pencil from his bag. "...First of all, let me say again Im very thankful you agreed to give me that interview." - he ventured, voice cracking slightly as he forced himself to maintain composure - "While we are on that topic, can you please comment on the reasons why youve consented to give me an interview after more then four years of not speaking to press?" Old mare chuckled, her laughter quickly devolving into a little cough.

Just as Quick Quill was about to ask something else, one of the unicorn officers run up to admirals chair, stating - "Admiral Rainbow Dash, maam! Boogies spotted at the starboard." Journalist quietened down immediately, his ears pricking as he listened intently. He was about to witness genuine military action! The thought made him both excited and slightly sick with nervousness. Rainbow Dash straightened in her chair.

"Bearing? Altitude? Speed?" - she barked. Helmspony sounded off - "Westnordwest, maam! Eight-thirty fathoms and descending! Eighty two knots!" Dash glanced at the chronometer, then on the map. "Boogies identified?" - she quipped, looking at the reporting officer. "Negative, maam! Spotters report twenty-three griffins, no visible identification. All of them armed able-bodied adults, no cargo spotted. Upon sighting us scattered and took cover in terrain in quadrant fifteen-six!" - replied officer, - "Orders, ma`am?"

Dash checked the map again and heaved a sigh. "Raiders..." - she muttered, - "Any indication theyre withdrawing?" Unicorn shook his head - "None, maam! So far, observation suggests they`re attempting to avoid being noticed." Dash quietly swore under her breath. "Chief cannoneer! Ready the fore starboard battery." - she offered, raspier then usual, - "Launch smoke signal rocket over the quadrant fifteen-six. They have five minute grace period. After that, shell the quadrant." She turned to the unicorn - "Continue observation, report any enemy movement immediately."

Quick Quill expected some kind of commotion to erupt, but... nothing. Everypony was carrying on. Perhaps, he misunderstood? Perhaps, shelling meant something else? He could not help but keep glancing at the chronometer. "Smoke signal rocket deployed! No movement in quadrant!" - sounded off observation officer. Minute. Two. Three. Fo... "Boogies are congregating in the southwest of quadrant! Confirmed defensive formation."

"...Confirmed as combatants, then... Theyre expecting us to send in pegasi squadron, apparently..." - muttered Dash, and brought her hoof down on the chair, having reached a decision - "Chief cannoneer. Commence shelling now." "Aye-aye, sir!" - replied turquoise mare, trotting out of command post briskly. Dash glanced at the journalist briefly - "Open your mouth and plug your ears, kid. Youd be grateful for it."

Just as Quick Quill opened his mouth to reply, ship shuddered. Cannon barrage was absolutely deafening. His hooves pressed into ears almost instinctively, staring at the admiral in shock. Several more jolts passed through, signifying more cannon fire. That... was most certainly not a joke. Not a joke. No joke at all. Suddenly, Quick Quill noticed that Rainbow Dash is apparently talking to him. Pulling hooves away from the ears gingerly, he marvelled at the ringing silence.

"...I said, are you alright, kid? Dont spaz on me there, yhear?" - she barked, waving hoof in front of his face. Quick Quill let out a long shuddering breath. "...Suns glory. Ive never heard cannon fire before." - he admitted shakily, trying to pick up his pencil and notepad again. "Yeah, well, it`s not a sound ponies should ever hear, really." - offered blue pegasus, shaking her head ruefully.

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