"Hmm. It appears that the subject has responded to RAGE," the bespectacled unicorn doctor declared, taking a glance from his test results at the unconscious gasping white pegasus.

He was still strapped to the blackened table, with more wires are plugged onto his chest, his hooves and his head. His wings that were recently connected to the wires looked untouched, except for the hot, barely visable white smoke emitting from the tip of his wings. A purple alicorn next him walked over to the doctor.

"Well? Is he stable and alive?" Valance Rose asked.

"Well," the doctor paused to read his report, "the subject has successfully reacted well with the RAGE, but not with the extra strengthening chemicals and sense boosters. We will need to carry out more proceedures to boost him to fighting level. Levelled of str -"

"To the point please," the princess sighed, rolling her eyes, "or in simple Equestrian."

"Oh, so sorry, your highness." He took in a sharp intake of breath, rolling his eyes secretly as if the alicorn was just being an idiot, "in simple terms, subject Razor Light is alive and kicking to his maximum, if not quite shaken."

Then he ranted on, obivious to her dark clouded face, "...the R.A.G.E implement charge, the physical changes to the body for maximum battle capabilities, refilling the bones with more efficient marrows..."

Her left eye narrowed and twitched. She yawned and grumbled under her breath in annoyance as she listened inattentively to the doctor. There wasn't anything for her to interrupt him either. She levitated the report sheet over her face to read it instead of waiting for the doctor to spill complicated notes into her ears.

"Razor Light , RAGE positive. Chemicals not reacting. Body structure complete," she murmured.

"That sounds good enough." She interrupted, "Looks like we can finally go into the last tier of-"

"Whoa, hold on princess." He halted her in mid speech, earning a death glare from the rose coloured princess, in which he cowered in fear.

"Well? What is the problem now?" She gritted.

The project has dragged for far too long and it have been taking a toll on her younger sister's temper. She snapped at subjects more lately and made her unpopular. There was nothing she could do to help keep her reputation, except to control her outbursts.

"T-t-the che-chemicals if they don't react soon," he stuttered, still cowering in fear. He gulped, "Razor might be... terminated."

"What!?"

"Those... chemicals which are mixed and combined in the dosage, something that I was against but, anyway, erm, can cause the cells of his body to mutate out of control in his body and cause death by rotting him inside out."

"So... you mean we should still wait for further results?"

"Urmm, you can say like that princess."

Silence dropped in the room as the princess studied the now unconscious pegasus, his ragged breath punctuating the silence softly. She closed her eyes, sighing and her magic flared. The noteboard was flunk back accurately back to its position.

"All right, a few more weeks for you. Do not let him die. You know your job, don't you Doctor?"

"Yes, princess."

Satisfied, she walked out of the dimly lit room with a nod. Doctor watched her exit, and heaved a sigh of relief. He can finally be more "gentle" to his subject now without any stress. He loaded the needle and pumped a shot of adrenaline straight into Razor's heart, pulling him out of his nightmare.

He woke up with a loud gasp, his eyes wide. Black straps restrained his movements as his body jerked up in response to the drug. His eyes focused after awhile, glaring at the grinning doctor in hatred.

"Hmm... Your right eye is light blue, what a nice mix combination," the doctor smirked, "I should probably record down the results of RAGE implement also causes different colours of the eyes."

He adjusted his glasses neatly and floated a syringe out from the metal plate of medical tools. The unicorn levitated the syringe in the air above his angry subject, its long sharp needle gleaming wickedly in the light. His subject immediately withdrew from the sight of the medical instrument, whimpering in fear. His wrecked body heaved in the restraints.

"Well, I need to get blood to test from you," He explained to his little kid, not even caring about his objections, "lets hope that the chemicals did work, or else we are going to have two dead ponies, and that, doesn't sound pleasing to me."

And with that, he plunged the syringe straight into Razor's neck.

"Gahh!" Razor shrieked. He shot up in his makeshift shelter and got caught up in its net. He tore down the whole shelter and rolled down the hill where he was perched on. He yelped in pain in each bounce that his net-wrapped body impacted the sand. He stopped at the bottom of the hill, looking dazed and grumpy, with his body entangled in a cargo net. His sharpened wings slashed out in a flash, cutting the ropes into small ribbons. He sighed in relief, as the nightmare recount he had faded away.

Lucky it wasn't real. I do not want to go through it again.

He trudged back up the hill, picking up the grey sand in his fur with each step.

Not your usual sand colour either, he thought.

Ponies and things that live outside the rule of the goddess of sun, Princess Celestia, had a bad time trying to even survive, thus many things changed. Wars raged, hatred spread and betrayal backfired. Many of them came from different backgrounds, some were abnormally huge, had better wing power then an average pegasus, more magic and many other special attributes of anypony. Heck, he had almost every single species of mutated pegasus, earth pony and unicorns, except alicorns. The only alicorns in existence were in Canterlot.

Those that were in his ranks had many great prices to pay. Many lost their families, betrayed and backstabbed, outcasted or even exiled. Believe it or not, there's a royal prince as one of his elite hitsman. His kingdom had kicked him out when they found out that he stole most of the apples from a nasty shopkeeper. He claimed he to have done it for the ponies.

Unfortunately, nopony would ever know now. He is currently wanted in many states for murders and assassinations of officials, but not as many compared to his little white lost leader.

Grr. That princess. He growled in his mind. She better make sure she doesn't see me again, otherwise I won't be so gentle.

He flopped onto his hind legs on the tip of the hill and sighed miserably. He had gained better body, a power that has unlimited potential and a pair of razor wings. The downside was the loss of his family, friends, somepony he fancied in the flight school and his flying skills. This sunk a dark big empty hole in his stomach. A horrible feeling of loneliness. It is depressing. Even though he does have some good friends in the E.R.R, they were the kind he don't really trust fully. Razor just hoped that he would get some real friends that are trustable soon.

"Pfft." He puffed indignantly, looking up at the dark skies, with hints of sunlight brightening up its left side.

East... That way.

He grabbed his saddlebags, enjoying one of the rare and dry winds which was coming from the rising sun. He breathed in deeply, closed his eyes and exhaled. Mother nature itself was a beauty.

"I'm coming." He muttered under his breath after a moment's breeze, stretching his wings out with a flap.

The first few light rays of the sun pierced through the dark and starry sky, shining directly at Razor. He smiled as he felt the energy inside of him awaken and respond to the sun, and so does his wishes. Its very obedient, until it suddenly decides to be angry and cause its owner to lose his mind. It will take over, and it won't be pretty. He hoped that it will not, and ever, happen again. The pegasus did not want to hurt anypony close to him. The recent mind control of RAGE had totally cost him quite a lifetime of setback. He quickly grabbed his helmet and wore it. The helmet clanged open and folded over his head and closed with a tight hiss, protecting his head from the elements of the desert

Anyway, he shook himself, pushing all the previous horrible events out of his head, lets get back to the task.

Blue lightning sparked from the tip of his wings as the power of the sun filled his soul and body with energy. He raised his head and sighed deeply. It zapped and threw themselves down his wings that were now blades and paused for a moment at his wing stems, as if asking for permission. Once it was clear, it travelled down his body, random sparks jumping out occasionally, wrapping around his fore and hind legs. It looked like Razor was getting electrocuted, but it wasn't what it seemed like. In fact, it was just teasing him, poking him at random spots that it thought that it might earn a reaction. It did not work. The electricity around him crackled disappointedly and sharply as it snaked down to his legs. Once the end of the lightning-like energy reached the tip of his hooves, the rest of the RAGE gathered together and bonded themselves into his legs, causing them to glow brightly with blue energy.

Razor felt the sudden increase of energy in his legs. The feeling of hype, strength and eagerness to use up the bonded extra energy. He felt like dancing his legs off, but felt a tinge of embarassment even though there wasn't anypony in the desert to witness his tap dance

Aruhhh, that should be enough of RAGE, he thought while smiling to himself, which he also had remembered his dance in the club in that blue moon.

He crouched swiftly and folded his razor appendages, discharging the rest of the RAGE into the ground. They slithered away quickly, hissing softly as they travelled further into the sandy earth.

He snapped open his eyes and looked out far into the horizon. The trail of smoke still there. Apparently, the object that crashed into the sand had travelled quite a distance from the air, which probably caused lots of things inside whatever that ship to burn.

Right. It has been quite a while since I used RAGE. Slowly does it.

Razor stood up and took a cautious step forward. "Hmm?" He tilted his head in confusion, one eyebrow raised, "not even booming yet?"

He took another step on his right, and soon he hopped along with his back legs.

"Sheesh. Here I thought I might lose control and just s-" He broke off, eyes widening. "and oh."

Sapphire coloured electricity burst out of his legs in a flash and circled around them with a loud zap. His legs ground into floor, kicking up clouds of sand before grinding to a halt. His left front leg raised up involuntarily as he stared at his electrified legs in a fanboy-like craze.

Speeding is always fun!

As his front legs swiftly hit the sands with a dull thud, he whooped with exhilaration.

"Bloody l-!"

There was a sharp and booming crack as he disappeared in a white blur.

The unicorn who was tailing him, stared unbelievablely after the blur that was Razor.

"What. The. HAY!" He exclaimed.

Razor struggled to keep on track as his hooves pounded furiously in a blur below him. It was a challenge to keep straight when he was RAGE Sprinting, since he couldn't control his hooves when his skill was active. Not only that, the sand he was trampling on was very slippery. He had nearly faceplanted a few times. Doing somersaults and turns has helped his hooves to catch the ground and start running again.

Wind whistled past his cold body as he carried on running to cover the distance that needed weeks to travel on hoof. He felt a burning sensation building up in his legs as he ran like the light. Small pebbles of sand knocked against his helmet noisily, causing rackets of clattering which threatened to drive Razor crazy.

Argh. I HATE that noise!

After a few distance of running, he noticed his legs were actually beginning to glow blue, really brightly.

Aw shoot. Don't tell me that there are side effects to running fast with RAGE.

He gritted his teeth as he felt his left hoof suddenly kick the air. With a exerted grunt, he pushed his right hooves into the small bumpy gray sand, kicking up a heck load of gray bits. The force of his right pushed him much over to the left. Since he was still going at a fast speed, he did not fall down fast. In slow motion, Razor was lifted from his hooves and into the air, with small distance between him and the ground, while turning to his left.

He turned a full 360 degrees, at approximately at 300 degrees of turn, he drew in his hooves and he touched down with his front hooves first, then his back legs. His legs bucked the hill of sand and off he dashed again, as if the small little incident did not happen at all.

He gasped and heaved a sigh of relief as he passed by the danger of skidding across the Sultoner Desert on his face.

Well, if it wasn't for the unstable ground, I would had already made it further, he thought, looking over his back and admiring the grey sandstorm he was creating, I really-WHAM!

The short time of distraction caused him not to look at where he was going and had slammed straight into the mysterious grounded object that he was after.

He slid off the metal surface and landed facefirst with a sickening thud, his tail whipping over and dusting the ground. "Gouych..." he groaned into the sand, flipping over onto his back with a thud. In front of him, the metal leg toppled over to his side with a mighty crash, pushing a small sea of grey sand over him.

He spat out sand and blood while still lying on the ground, dazed from the recent head trauma. After a while, he finally gained back some strength and clutched his head in pain. He sat up onto his rump with his helmet breaking into pieces, falling and shattering into pieces around him. He got to his hooves shakily as the world started spinning around him, making him feel dizzy.

When he had recovered from the blunt trauma (by stumbling here and there without falling), he realised that he just crashed into a solid piece of metal. It was darn rare to have a piece of pure metal since they were not abundant in the world.

"Uhhhh...?" He slurred stupidly, shaking his head vigorously as if he was waking up from a dream, when suddenly everything slapped him in the face.

Razor whipped around and gasped in awe, finally getting a glance at the "object" he was looking for.

"Sweet mother of sun..." he breathed.

A huge looming metal and glass structure stood menacingly in the crater where Razor stood, at the top of the edge. Light shone on its roof, that had a shiny and metallic surface looking like plates of armour. Smoke billowed out of its burning vents, heat hissing from the metal plates while the sand around the object had became glass. Razor presumed the part where he was standing in front of, was the spearhead of the thing. It looked like a ship, with pointed metal edges that gleamed in the sun as he checked the mysterious thing out. It had two sections, the "head", which was bigger than its accompanying section, with a small folded split between the both of them. They were covered in solid sliver metal which was radiating heat, and had glass portions over at the middle parts of the sections.

"Finally, something interesting fell out of the sky," Razor said to himself, jumping down into the crater to explore the unknown.

Author's Note

Hai guys, I am back after months of setback. Sorry for that HUGE delay lol, I have been busy with life lately, with somebody new that I like and all. Anyways, this is the raw version of Crash Site, since my editor is MIA already. Overall, I hope you all enjoy my story so far. THANKS KUTIEL, MY FRIEND FOR PRE-READING!