A Lightning Storm: Rebooted

Mirage:

A searing pain shot through my body, jolting me awake.

A putrid smell invaded my nostrils just as I awoke, the beautiful room I was sleeping in had been filled with the stench of vomit. I looked around for the source of the smell, wanting it to leave immediately.

Then the memories came flooding back in.

Cyber Burst, his accomplice... the blowtorch... Spitfire, Vinyl and Octavia, being tortured in my own home.

I carefully ran a hoof over my left eyelid, the eye was open, and I could see out of it.

I hadn't lost it!

My hooves traced my body, finding absolutely zero burn marks.

I almost jumped for joy, but my hoof ran through my mane. It had been dramatically shortened, which brought a frown to my face. I checked my tail too, it had also been shortened.

Hell, it barely covered up my... parts.

There was no doubt in my mind that I would have to keep my tail lowered, usually it had just hung down a hid my marehood from sight, but now I would actually have to keep it down myself.

I finally spotted a familiar orange wonderbolt through an opened bathroom door, emptying her stomach into a pristine-looking bathtub.

"Spitfire?" I asked. "Are you alright?"

The mare's eye shot back to me, they had drastically changed, now being unmistakably dull.

"I- I'm-"

She turned back around, puking into the tub again.

I threw the covers off of me and stepped down onto the tile floor in a hurry, immediately collapsing when my hooves touched.

I flapped my wings, sending needles into my spine and having to drop myself back down. It felt like my very bones shuddered when I tried to move.

"Don't... stop!" Spitfire said, trying to turn back to me.

The door to the room swung opened, revealing Princess Luna and a large green stallion.

"Stop! don't move!" Luna shouted, lifting me into the air and placing me back onto the bed.

"But... Spitfire..." I mumbled, It felt like I needed more sleep, but I wanted to know what was wrong with Spitfire first.

"You aren't healed yet!" the stallion said, rushing to my side and jabbing me with a syringe.

I could immediately feel its effects, my vision warped and my stomach did a backflip, now I felt like I was going to be sick.

"But... what...?" I heard myself say, I was confused. My body seemed to look fine.

"Your outside is fine, your inside is terrible though." Luna said,

Was I thinking out loud?

"Something's wrong Princess, her body seems to be electrically charged..." The stallion said, holding some kind of medical tool above my body that crackled when it got close to my body.

Something shook the room, rather violently.

"How did she...?"

I woke up again, Spitfire was laying next to me now, her mane was a mess and she was an odd shade of green. She must have caught some kind of sickness. I tapped her shoulder gently.

Her eyes shot opened, the were both bloodshot and glazed over with tears. I studied the rest of her face, there were large lines under her eyes, making her fur darker. Tear lines, she had been crying... a lot.

I noticed the orange in her eyes had almost completely disappeared, replace by a dark red.

"Are you alright?" I asked, running my hoof through her mane.

She latched onto me and pulled me close, my head was under her chin and our legs were around each others bodies, letting me feel the coolness of her body.

"Spitfire... you're freezing." I said sympathetically, rubbing against her in attempt to warm her up.

"I didn't want to wake you up." She sobbed into my shortened mane.

"You know I wouldn't have cared, babe." I said, nuzzling her neck.

She continued to cry, eventually soaking my mane with her tears.

Her body was warming up now.

"C'mon, you're okay." I said sweetly. "Stop crying..."

"I'm so sorry, I should have fought back..." She sobbed.

"No, you couldn't." I cooed. "It's all okay now..."

"But... you were in so much pain..."

"Spitfire, I'm fine." I tried.

"But-"

I jerked out from under her head and kissed her, cutting her off before she could blame herself anymore.

She broke the kiss, "No, stop... I-"

I kissed her again, holding her head so she couldn't wriggle away again.

I felt something wet hit my muzzle, opening my eyes, I realized it was her tears.

"I love you Spitfire, don't blame yourself for something you couldn't stop." I said, pulling her back into the same position we were in before.

I really did like being the smaller of us, I loved having my head under hers, it was so comfortable.

"I love you too." She said.

I laid there for almost two hours with her, fighting sleep for myself until she achieved it.

When I finally heard her soft snoring, I let myself fall into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again the moon was shining through an opened window, my eyes craved a look at the bright beauty but my instincts told me otherwise, I knew it would just come back to... bite me.

I rolled away from its shimmering light to find the warmth of my marefriend, which had been replace by a cold sheet and pillow.

skit skit skit

"Spitfire?" I asked into the darkness of the room.

I could feel my heart rate increase when I saw Spitfire in the corner of the room, eyes a glowing blood red and a dull orange coat.

"Spitfire... what's wrong?" I said, seeing her eyes narrow.

"hngr..." she said inaudibly,

"What?" I said, getting out of bed and cautiously moving closer.

"hungr..." she whispered.

"Speak up." I said, getting within reaching distance of the mare.

"Hungry." The mare said louder.

Before my mind could react, she was on top of me, swinging at me with her hooves and snapping her teeth at me.

I saw the fangs, they had replaced the incisor teeth with what looked like teeth from a sawblade.

I bucked my back hooves and threw her over me. right through the opened window.

I had just thrown my marefriend out a window.

I huffed and puffed, trying to slow my erratic breathing. When I finally calmed down, I rushed over to the window to see where she had gone. When I looked over the side, I saw where we were, one of the rooms in the Canterlot Castle. It was at least two or three hundred hooves down, even then you would hit another roof and fall even further.

Spitfire wasn't here-

I felt something grab my mane, seconds later I had been ripped through the window and thrown onto the cone shaped roof, right next to my bloodthirsty marefriend.

She hissed at me and rushed up the side of the roof towards the top. I had to follow her, somehow. She could get killed, or worse.

I tried to move like she had but my hooves slipped and I was thrown over the side, making me hold onto the gutter to keep from falling off the side. Everytime I tried to get any kind of leverage my hooves would slip again, hooves wouldn't waork for this, not for me at least... I needed... paws.

I whipped my body around facing the moon and staring at it without looking away, I could feel my body muscles moving and expanding every second that passed, I could feel my muzzle extend and my eyes change so I could see anything like daytime, it is a tremendous feeling to transform, but it does kind of hurt the first time. This was only my second, so I had almost zero control over my new body. But I could see everything that happened.

I let go of the gutter and dug my claws into the side of the castle, rearing back and launching myself onto the roof and quickly get to the top. I looked out on the rest of Canterlot, so peaceful and quiet.

Then I let out a demonic howl.

Several lights turned on in the city and ponies crowded the streets within minutes. I loved the feeling of their terror and confusion.

But that wasn't what I was after, it was Spitfire.

I looked around and felt a smile creep onto my face when I saw Spitfire scaling a wall a few stories down, she was clearly trying to get to the ground. She had agility, but I had power.

A plan was drawn in my head so quickly I could barely control my actions.

I planted my back legs on the side of the tower firmly and launched myself off of it with extreme precision and intense power.

I held me paws out in front of me and smashed Spitfire into the wall she had latched onto, breaking all of the rock around her and crumbling a little bit off of the tower. With a quick spin I rocketed her body through a window in another tower, putting her in somepony elses room. I covered my chest with my perfectly toned arms in an X motion , diving into the window that Spitfire had gone through and ripping them opened when I got in front of her again, smashing her through the wall opposite of the window. I went to jump through it after her but hesitated, she was taking a one way trip to the ground, and that would surely cause death.

I backed up to the window again, planting all four of my paws down in a ready motion,

I heard a squeak from my side, I looked towards the owner and saw and orange mare and that green pony that had came in with Luna earlier, both wide eyed and hugging each other with fear.

"Sorry about the damage." I said, my voice was scratchy and rough, almost evil.

I got back onto my topic, springing off of my legs and diving through the new holle I had created.

Air rushed past me as I went towards an unconscious Spitfire, catching up to her even faster than I had expected.

I tried to find any damage that I had done to her but found nothing, I guessed her body was quite resilient of my attacks.

I finally grabbed her and had just enough time to tuck her in close to me before we smashed into the ground, spraying dirt and grass everywhere. We rolled about another sixty yards before we stopped.

I immediately uncurled myself. letting Spitfire drop to my side.

I looked around in amazement, I didn't know my body was so strong!

I looked to the side opposite of where Spitfire was, where I saw a large body of water, glistening in the moons rays.

"Really?" I said out loud, I would have much rather landed in that.

I looked back to the castle, where Princess Luna and Celestia were flying from with about a dozen royal guards.

It was going to be a long trip back.