Spectrum

Psyche had her phone out and was looking through social media when the elevator doors opened. She looked over to see Rainbow and Kerfuffle leaving the elevator, the former looking rather defeated. "Busy day?" Psyche asked.

Kerfuffle smiled. "Wasn't her fault, Psy. She was confronted out in the open."

"If it makes you feel any better," Rainbow began. "I got my ass kicked."

"Why would that make me feel better?" Psyche asked, getting a shrug in response. "What you need is..."

"Training, I know," Rainbow interrupted. "Care to help?"

Psyche hesitated before she motioned for Rainbow to follow. Rainbow did just that as she was led further into the Luminous HQ to a large room at the back. It seemed to be a small gym with weights, a treadmill, and a few other machines. "Okay, Rainbow Dash. Let's have ourselves a little brawl."

"What, like... actually punch each other?"

"Yes."

"But, I don't wanna... ya know... hurt you."

Psyche let out a stifled chuckle, making Rainbow frown. "I'm sorry. You hurt me?"

"I'm fast."

"Okay, Fast. Try and hit me."

Rainbow nodded and got ready to sprint. “Just don’t get mad at me if I do hit you.”

“I will let you touch my body if you hit me.”

Rainbow chuckled. “I’m gonna hold you to that.”

Psyche shook her wrists as she prepared. “Go.”

Rainbow zipped at her as she threw a punch. To her surprise, Psyche grabbed her fist and pushed her back. “How the… How were you as fast as me?”

“I wasn’t. Try again.” Rainbow backed up into position. “Stop overthinking it. It’s giving me a headache.”

Rainbow shot forward and began to create a rainbow swirl around her teacher. Psyche closed her eyes and sighed before she stepped back and stuck her foot out. Rainbow tripped over it as she attempted to strike her. She tumbled across the floor and hit a wall.

“You said you weren’t fast!” Rainbow called over to her as she got to her feet.

“I’m not. I’m reading your mind. When you engage in combat, you should take your opponent’s skills into account. Use it against them, if you can.”

“So, you can read my mind. All I have to do is not think about it.”

Psyche shrugged. “You could try that.”

“And if I hit you, I get to feel you up!"

Psyched smirked. "Bring it!"

Rainbow ran at her and made the rainbow swirl again. Psyche looked around her and could read Rainbow's thoughts, but they were all about her naked and the two of them having sex. Psyche sighed and, right before Rainbow attacked, Psyche saw what she was about to do and countered accordingly. She stuck out her arm and clotheslined the speedy female. Rainbow fell on her back, dazed.

"H-How?" Rainbow asked. "I was thinking about us."

"I know," Psyched said with a smile as she stood over her opponent. "But at the end, you let what you were about to do slip into your mind."

Rainbow sighed. "Again?"

Before Psyche could respond, the elevator doors opened and Torque Wrench stepped out. "Hey, there's, like... a whole lotta reporters out there. Cops, included."

Psyche sighed in annoyance. "This day was bound to come eventually." She held out her hand, which Rainbow Dash accepted. Psyche helped her up and pulled her hand away. "Come on. Let's go face the camera together."

"Shouldn't Twilight and Trixie be involved with this?" Dash asked.

"Eventually. Right now, we need to assure the public that we have Gilda under control. Plus, I should speak with the Chief of Police about our arrangement."

Psyche let out a sigh as she opened the front doors of the hotel and stepped out with Rainbow Dash, Kerfuffle, and Torque Wrench behind her. The reporters all began snapping photos as the Chief of Police walked up to them. "Fleetfoot," Psyche said.

The spiky-white-haired woman in a police uniform smiled lightly. "Psyche. Finally let the cat out of the bag, huh?"

"It was suffocating."

Fleetfoot nodded and held out a megaphone. "Care to do the honors?"

Psyche frowned and took it before she brought it to her lips. "Thanks," she said loudly, making Fleetfoot flinch at the loud volume. The ebony woman turned to the large crowd. "It's true! There are some among you with special abilities. Like superheroes! And just like the heroes, there are also villains out there looking to do harm! I won't tell you not to worry since that'd be stupid! Just leave it to us! Do not confront any of these individuals. Leave them be, or you could wind up hurt! Even dead!"

"Lovely," Fleetfoot muttered.

Psyche eyed her. "We are here to protect you!" She then lowered the megaphone and held it out to the Chief. Fleetfoot took it before Psyche headed back inside.

Rainbow looked at Kerfuffle and Torque before she ran after the mind-reader. "That's it?" She asked, the other two following closely.

"You want an interview?" Psyche asked. "Trust me. Leave it be. You'll have plenty of time to talk with them. I hope you understand that your life will be pretty hectic from now on."

"I'm okay with that. If I get too overwhelmed, I'll just run. It's not like they can catch up with me. By the way..." Dash said as they walked around the hotel's front desk. "the Chief?"

"How do you think we've been able to keep everything under wraps for so long?"

"So long?"

"That meteor storm a few nights ago wasn't the first, Rainbow. I've had my powers for a while now."

"Where did the crystals come from?"

Psyche shrugged as they headed through the back door and made their way down the hall to the elevator. "We're still not sure. But, I'm sure, one day we'll find out." Psyche stopped in the elevator and turned to press her hand on Dash's upper chest. "Hold it," she said as Kerfuffle and Torque Wrench moved past them into the elevator. "Why don't you go back to your room and relax?"

"What?! I wanna train some more," Dash whined.

"No, what you want is to fuck me."

Rainbow smiled and grabbed Psyche's wrist before she brought the woman's hand to her breasts. "You get a strong fighter. And I get you. It's a win-win."

Psyche smirked and reached up with her other hand and roughly grabbed Dash's breasts, making the athletic woman squeak. Psyche smirked and leaned in. "Come back tomorrow." She then gently pushed Dash away, who rubbed her chest with a blush. "We'll train again."

Before Dash could respond, the elevator doors closed. She sighed and made her way back into the hotel lobby. She looked out the front door and could still see the reporters and the police holding them back. She sighed and went over to the main elevators to head up to her room. Tomorrow, she was going to fuck Psyche. She was more determined than ever to bang that woman.

Gilda sat on the edge of the building across the street, looking down at the large crowd. "So... Dashie's got some new friends, huh? I can't wait to play with them, too."