The Dark Army Rises

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Chapter 3:  Dark Secrets

            Pollen sat at her desk, crying. She remembered Rainbow Dash’s words very clearly. “You can murder Feelgood for us,” was what she had said, and it was a side of Rainbow Dash she had never seen before. She turned to a picture that had her and Rainbow Dash together by a bridge. It was the first time they had met, and she remembered when she searched Rainbow’s bag. In the bag, she had found a picture that made her very suspicious. It was a picture of rainbows. She had quickly placed it back in, unsure if this was what she thought it was. She had quickly batted the thought away, though. She needed to look normal, and looking suspicious was not a good way to keep her a friend. After years away from each other, the thought resurfaced, and the sudden reappearance of her and her friends was unexpected, and she quickly banished the thought again. Then this order made her remember the thought once more. The only place that the photo could represent was a place she did not even want to think was connected with Rainbow Dash. The thought was now more prominent then ever now that Rainbow Dash said that her friends didn’t know her for who she really was. That was a statement that led straight to the photograph. She blinked away tears and thought back to Rainbow Dash’s murder statement. She knew that Feelgood had done a terrible evil to the friends, but she didn’t think it was worth killing him. She did think he deserved some kind of punishment, but what kind she could imagine. There was not a punishment fit for crime that existed, which was very good for Feelgood. She could almost swear that he said that because he knew that a punishment fitting such a crime didn’t exist. She felt so angry, but not angry enough to kill him. As she sat and thought, a pony approached her from behind silently. As he walked, Pollen began to turn in her chair. The pony darted forward quickly. Pollen turned around and saw the pony approach. She was about to scream when the pony’s hoof clamped over her mouth and a needle was inserted into her left foreleg. Her eyes closed.

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            Pollen awoke strapped to a table. She gasped. She hoped that this wasn’t some kind of experiment. A door that she couldn’t see opened, and Resteasy and Feelgood came in. She blinked at the sudden turn of events. She was kidnapped by a dark-colored pony, then brought to a dark room and strapped to a table. Then, Resteasy and Feelgood walk in. She couldn’t understand what was going on. Then Resteasy spoke. “You’re looking very strapping, Pollen.” Pollen ground her teeth at the terrible pun. She knew that Resteasy was always bad at jokes and such, but this was a new low. “I’m sorry, Resteasy,” Feelgood said. “But you’re going to have to save the jokes for a pony with a better sense of humor. So, I’m sure you’re wondering what is going on here, right? Of course you are! Anypony would! You’re here because you know too much. Of what you’re probably asking yourself. Well, you see, you know the squad too closely, and you could not tell them their orders. We need them dead. We were the ones who summoned the Dark Army. Our combined magic was enough to complete the spell. We knew that they would be called upon if a threat was made, and they were. So here we are. Our conspiracy plan and our superior intellect will overpower everypony in our way. We will make sure you do not ruin our glorious plan. Bring the equipment. Resteasy walked into the darkness and came out holding a sharp blade. Pollen gulped. “We can’t afford a screaming torture victim, so, we kill you quickly. We’d love to torture you, but, of course, we can’t have you screaming.” Resteasy flicked the blade up quickly. He brought it down.  She was aware for a split second of her pain, than her eyes closed.