Rainboom Revolution

The world of the captive Wonderbolt Captain Spitfire and her two highest subordinates was crumbling around them, the honor of the old organization lay dying among the horror and the violations committed to them in their captivity. The worst nightmares of every famous pegasus, particularly those of famous mares, were coming true...

The dispatching of Agent Snake's subordinates in the rebellion left the captive Wonderbolts entirely for the renegade, power-mad pegasus to toy with, and toy he did. Spitfire had refused to submit willingly to his advances in the past, and now with the mare his prisoner and her two highest subordinates captive and blinded beside her the horror would reach full maturity.

Lead Wingpony Soarin' and Second Lead Wingpony Misty Fly, helpless as they were, could only listen to the horror that enveloped them, but it was enough to drive out thoughts of themselves or even the other Wonderbolts they were cut off from. All three of them had been played for fools, and now the Wonderbolts risked ceasing to exist - certainly as it had been before if not in total annihilation.

As soon as Snake's attention was focused on his captives, horror replaced all other emotions, Soarin' and Misty Fly being unable to see anything along the mind's eye to enhance the horror. Spitfire would try to shout out resistance, only for a crackling and sizzling sound to overwhelm it, each time leading to a loud yell from Spitfire and wispy smells of burned fur and feathers to pass into the snouts of the other two Wonderbolts. Spitfire was definitely being tortured by Snake (electric shocks via his faux-unicorn magic, as it turned out), and it was going to quickly get worse.

With the passage of time lost in the horror, even Spitfire did not know how long the ordeal worthy of Tartarus lasted, but with both her body and her will pushed to their breaking point it was in short order that there, exposed on the opera house stage, that Snake's perverse sexual conquest was finally achieved. She felt his heavier form, rising up on hindlegs, press against hers, and something very unwanted push into her body.

All was lost in the nightmare of the stallion's conquest - the worst kind of waking nightmare a mare, particularly a pegasus mare, could endure. The Wonderbolt Captain screamed like she had never screamed before - the screams of a totally helpless mare, screams that would haunt Soarin' and Misty Fly in their sleep, screams they hoped to all that was good and just in Equestria they would never hear again. How much pleasure the conquering stallion got out of the most heinous act was a secret he kept to himself - but the pleasure of the conquest he made clear to those that could listen.

When the great Wonderbolt Captain had been reduced to a blubbering, weeping mess, Agent Snake finally removed his method of conquest from her body and let out a chillingly-disgusting moan of satisfaction, followed by a simple statement: "And now I go to see the rise of the chaotic one and the fall of the alicorns. With their fall the Wonderbolts will be no more, and all will submit to me. I will return in glory, to deliver the final blows to the corrupt organization."

It was then, and only then, that the hoods over Soarin' and Misty Fly were removed by the escorts of Agent Snake. Agent Snake and his party were walking away to one exit of the stage, and all in the opera house was horror-drenched silence. No words were needed - the bleeding, scorched, tear-stained face of Spitfire told everything that needed to be said.

The cloud of shame and fear hovering over the three captive Wonderbolts was at first only broken by Spitfire's distressed weeping, but it was not long before Soarin' did something even he couldn't quite explain later. Perhaps it was because the combination of Spitfire's humiliation and Misty Fly's shame left Soarin' as the only one who dared to speak his mind. Perhaps because it was a build up of frustration on his part, or even perhaps his fear that soon all three of them captive would soon be dead. But regardless of the motivations, Soarin' acted, shouting into the emptiness of the opera hall at no one in particular:

"WHAT THE BUCK ARE WE DOING HERE?!? WHY DID ANY OF US THINK THAT WE COULD STOP THIS OURSELVES?! There's ponies likely dying out there, at HIS hooves, and we're trapped up here because of the delusions of powerful mares! We're supposed to be better than this! The Wonderbolts were formed to protect Princess Celestia, and instead we've courted and collaborated with traitors! We've let down everypony that admires and looks up at us, not to mention the Princesses and the Royal Guard! If we die, it will be entirely the fault of the two mares beside me! If we live, we will be forced to suffer whatever punishment Celestia gives us for what we have done! We've let the hatred grow and dominate to poison us all, and it will take a miracle to prevent it killing us all! WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE BETTER THAN THIS, WHY AREN'T WE?!?"

The words struck hard on both mares, Misty Fly more than the already-suffering Spitfire. Misty Fly had only come with Spitfire and Soarin' in order to help lead the latter two into the trap her "rebel faction", but Agent Snake's own betrayal had left her in the same situation as the other two, and privately she feared with great dismay that she had signed the death warrant of the entire Wonderbolt membership. Soarin's rant crystallized her horror and shame in accusing words, and Misty Fly broke down in tears after he was finished shouting.

Again the silence in the opera house was only broken by the weeping of the two Wonderbolt mares. Soarin' looked up into the vaulted ceiling and started mouthing a silent prayer to the princesses, the Element Bearers, anypony he thought might be able to save them from seemingly-certain further humiliation and death. He was only interrupted when he heard Spitfire speaking again, for the first time since the trauma inflicted on her.

Soarin' was surprised when a small smile spread across Spitfire's face as she spoke, sniffling up tears as she did so: "Now I remember why, ever since I was a cadet at Academy, I always wanted you as my wingpony."

The Wonderbolt Captain pauses to sniffle again, a few more tears streaking down her face, before continuing: "Everything you just said, Soarin', was true... all of it. I don't... don't think I can make up for this in any way, so I... our relationship is over. We can still be friends and co-workers, but never anything more. Not ever again. There's much better ponies out there than I will ever be, and who am I to pretend I'm something I'm not?"

Spitfire stops again to make sure both Soarin' and Misty Fly have absorbed the implications of her statement - the "much better ponies", as they quickly realize, include ponies of all types - horned, winged, neither, or both. In particular, the aspiring young Rainbow Dash stands out the most in the minds of these senior Wonderbolts, and so it is not very surprising what Spitfire does next.

Both Soarin' and Misty Fly are riveted to Spitfire after her last statement, so she addresses both of them this time: "We have failed and brought shame to those that have come before us. That is why, if any of us get out of this alive, I want you two to promise you will help me with something."

Spitfire pauses as she waits for a sign to go on, which is given from a subtle nodding from both Soarin' and Misty Fly. It is only then she delivers her teary-eyed promise: "I want you two to help me make sure that young mare Rainbow Dash becomes Captain of the Wonderbolts in the future. If not with our hooves, then those of the ponies that come right after us. I want you to help me make sure that rainbow-maned mare holds the position I hold now. It is the only thing we can do to make up for the damage we have caused to the Wonderbolts as a whole. You two understand?"

Both Soarin' and Misty Fly nod again, faces somber and tear-stained as they do so. Although there would be future fractures within the Wonderbolt ranks, the long-standing rift that the Agents of Chaos had exacerbated for their own ends was starting to heal. The only question was what would the ultimate consequences of this rift's effects would be...