"You have beautiful eyes"

And like that she was thrown to the machine. Mechanical sounds assaulted her ears and her sight was covered by the color red. Then she couldn't hear or see anything even if she tried. Pain was all she was feeling on moments. Horrible, horrible pain. Then she felt liquid all around her. Then nothing at all. In fact it almost felt as if thee was nothing of her left. She couldn't feel the pain, nor the blood, nor her body, she didn't even feel tired anymore. She simply felt...nothing. Nothing physical at least. Her mind rushed with memories. Everything she'd done and achieved, every pony she knew and cared for, the different troubles she, Sweetie Bell and Apple Bloom would get into to get their cutie marks, the day they finally discovered their talents at the same time, the day she finally learned to fly, the day she got accepted flight school....the day she failed the test and...Rainbow...

All she felt was sorrow. Rainbow Dash. The one she saw as a big sister. Had betrayed her like that. How could she be so cruel. How could she break her trust like that. But it seems non of that mattered right now. There was nothing she could do anymore. She failed to escape the factory. She failed to survive.

She had failed...

She felt some sort of rush go through her. Then some strange feeling. She didn't know how to describe it, nor could she understand it. All she could tell is that the feeling wasn't unpleasant. In fact it was almost calming. Was this afterlife? She had imagined of something big and majestic but this wasn't half bad considering what she just went through. She thought of Orion and Aurora. Would she see them again now? She wanted to be with Orion again and she also wanted a chance to get to know Aurora better. Maybe being dead can have its perks after all. She thought of her other friends. They will never get to see her again. Nor would she see them. She was pained by the thought of never getting the chance to say goodbye to them. At least just meet them one last time. Simply to see them. But it seems that wouldn't be possible now. They would think she was exiled somewhere. They'll probably even search for her. Not being aware she and many others were slaughter just to bathe Equestria in colorful rainbows. She wanted to cry but she couldn't do that. Not anymore.

She though of her again. The pony all in red with rose irises looking straight into her soul. That image was imprinted on her memory and no matter what she couldn't get it out. It was her fault. She took. Orion and Aurora from her. She took from her the chance to say one last goodbye. She took her life!

She betrayed her...

What looked like a bright colorful light in the end of a tunnel appeared in her vision. The first thing she has seen for what felt like ages.

'This is it' she thought, trying her best to reach for the light and finally be in peace. She thought again about Rainbow. She will surely get away with killing her and the others. And she will get away with killing many others to come. The thought that she cold do nothing to stop her filled her with deep sorrow.

'Only one' she thought as she reached for the light 'If i had only one chance to stop all that carnage then i-'

"Then I'm sure you'd make good use of your time" a voice suddenly spoke, taking her attention away from the light. She tried to look around but considering her situation that wasn't all that easy. Apart from the light everything else was a void.

"Who's there?" She said. Then she paused in surprise, confused as to how she could speak without a mouth. Did she have a mouth? She couldn't really look at herself.

"You're not as much speaking as you are thinking" the voice spoke again "You are in your extra-physical state right now. Here, we communicate through thoughts. Call it telepathy or whatever you want. At least you don't need a translator to get the message to someone that speaks a different language"

The voice sounded strange. Alien even. It was impossible to put a gender to it and it sounded somewhat echoey. The light in front of her started shifting. Something like a figure started forming from it

"And you don't have a mouth. You don't really have a specific form either. It may take just a little for you to get used and control it. But it's not a big problem"

The figure looked strange. It almost looked like a snake at first. Then like a spider. Then a deer. And there seemed to be a sort of red liquid light surrounding it. She couldn't exactly describe how it looked. Even Discord was easier to describe. But she could make out one eye in the middle of the figure. A rainbow colored iris and slit pupil.

"Quite a sight to see am i not" the figure said

"Who are you? And what are you?" Scootaloo asked. She didn't feel threatened by the apparition. It radiated a rather pleasant feeling in fact. But still, she didn't understand it enough to feel safe so she kept her distance. If that was even possible here. Wherever this was. "And is this the afterlife?"

What seemed to be a chuckle was heard from the entity

"Who i am is complicated" the entity replied "but you can refer to me as the Voice. What i am is even more so complicated. Angel, demon, spirit, alien, eldritch abomination, spawn of madness, thing from beyond the stars, god and many other silly terms that have been used to refer to me and those like me. But non of those really matter. And yes this is what mortals often describe as the after life. I'm sorry if it's not what you've expected but it is what it is"

"Wait. You mean you are God?" Scootaloo asked in awe. The Voice chuckled, clearly amused.

"You can say that. Yes."

Scootaloo was speechless. If what this thing was saying was true, and it didn't look to be lying, then she was literally talking to God at this moment. The only one she had come across that was remotely close to this was Celestia. Had she been able to, she would have fainted or have her legs shake uncontrollably. She didn't understand why she had to call it the Voice but she didn't think questioning god would be of use. Still, she needed some answers.

"So is this heaven then?" asking this seemed to make the Voice laugh, confusing Sciotaloo a little

"That's what they always ask" the Voice said "You tell me, is this your idea of heaven?"

"I don't know" Scootaloo replied, doing what could be considered as looking around at the void "I kinda imagined it a bit more...cloudy. And less empty. Gosh am i the only one here?"

"No dear" the Voice laughed "This isn't heaven."

"It's not?" Scootaloo asked confused "Makes sense i guess. So will you take me there?"

"No"

"You're... not?" Scootaloo asked with confusion. Then her confusion turned to fear. If she wasn't going to heaven then... where was she going " W-w-where will i go then?" she spoke with a hint of fear, causing the Voice to laugh.

"Oh be not afraid my child you're not going to hell either" It said with amusement "Here's the thing, child. You're not going anywhere actually. Sorry to disappoint but I'm not here to guide you through your existence beyond the material."

Scootaloo was even more confused. If it wasn't here to escort her to wherever she was supposed to go now that she was dead "Then why are you here?"

"Why, I'm here to offer you a deal of course" it said politely

"A deal?"

"Yes"

Scootaloo though for a moment. What deal could it be that this being wanted to offer her. Whatever it was. she was already dead so it couldn't really hurt.

"What's your deal?" she asked with curiosity.

"I want to give you what you asked just moments ago. A chance to go back. Live again. See the ones you love" the Voice chuckled rather sinisterly " Why not, take revenge"

Scootaloo went silent. If she heard that right, the Voice literally offered to sent her back. Not only was she conversing with God at this moment but it was also offering her a second chance in life. A second chance to breathe again, fly again, see her friends. It seems her prayer was heard.

"You'll send me back!?" she asked, almost too exited

"Yes" the Voice confirmed "But in return you'll have to do something for me. Favors for favors"

Once again, Scootaloo paused in confusion. She didn't know what she would have to do in return for being brought back to life and she wasn't sure what she could be of use to the literal god. But what's the worse that could happen. She was already dead. Still, she needed to know what she was getting into

"What do i need to do?" she asked

"Simple, actually. I dislike capitalist industry. And i also dislike social darwinism. So it shouldn't be much of a guess that i very much fucking hate industrial social darwinism!" it spoke in a much angrier and aggressive tone, seeming to yell before calming down "Excuse my language. What i mean is i hate the factory in which you died. It violates the very principles i hold and so I want it down. I could bring it down myself but I'm a bit busy for it and also it's kinda boring when you can fix stuff with the snap of your fingers. And that's where you come in. I want You, my dear Scootaloo, to become my agent on your world and bring down the rainbow factory for me, avange yourself and your fellow comrades and end it's disgusting legacy once and for all. And in return you shall be given another chance in life"

Scootaloo went silent. She thought about it. Not only does she get to go back, but she'll also get to end the factory and save many other lives from ending horribly just to create rainbows. Most importantly, she'll get to settle things with her...

"So," the Voice spoke again, breaking the silence "Do we have a deal then?"

"Why me?" she asked "Out of everyone else why me?"

"Because me dear, you not only died on the factory and have you loved ones die there. You also got a beef with the one in charge of it. You're personally invested to end the factory. And also you showed good survival instinct down there so that's another plus. So? Do you agree?"

Scootaloo thought about it. It all seemed a bit too good to be true but there simply was no reason to say no. It seems today wasn't all bad luck after all.

"I accept your deal" she spoke with determination.

The Voice chuckled. Its chuckles turned into laughter that came and became more manic with every second.

"Good! Very good!"

Scootaloo felt something. She wasn't sure what but she felt something all over her. She felt the same rush she felt earlier, just a lot more painful. Just as she had forgotten of the negative aspects of having a body she was given a very hard reminder of what physical pain was. All she could do was scream, not knowing if anyone could hear her. The amorphous being looking straight at her being the only thing in her vision before it too faded away and her vision was taken over by a series of colors before it all going black. She heard crunches and other strange sounds. She'd never experienced anything like this. She had no idea what was happening. All she knew was that it was extremely painful. For a moment Scootaloo wished to be back at the factory, that would have been more preferable than this. Then light came and blinded her, and she felt unable to blink it away. It all hurt so so much.

"I'll see you in the living world my child. Hahahahahahahaha"

Soon it all went away and faded to black...

Author's Note

And like that, Scootaloo's journey for revenge begins. What will she do? Will she be able to keep her regiven life? Will she be able to shut down the factory? If so how? Did she do right to take this deal? Who exactly is the voice and what does it want? Is it really god? Is it good news? How is Rainbow going to do in all of this? That and more on the next episode of Drago-no wait wrong one- Failed to die!