The Ignition

The orange Unicorn galloped through a tunnel, heart pounding. He knew it was close by, but he could never pinpoint it, so he ran. Debris made it difficult to move at such a pace, but he still galloped. Small rocks cut his hooves, and dust stung his eyes.

It was getting closer.

It's strangled whistle was ever increasing in pitch. He could hear it digging now. It dug fast, much faster than he could gallop. He looked to his side, and gasped.

It had got Boulder.

He yelled in fury as he galloped. His hooves began to glow, red then orange, then white and suddenly the tunnel was melting around him. It began to collapse behind him, pushing him to go ever faster. He could still hear it, now behind him. It was so close, and somehow still there. The Unicorn suddenly stopped, and kicked the air behind it. It hit the digging creature, and it's high-pitched, piercing scream rung in his ear as it fell into the half-melted rock behind. The debris became thicker, the dust almost blinding him. He cried out in pain as a small stalactite fell, slicing the top of his ear off.

He could see light at the other end. He went even faster, even though he knew it was far behind now. The light became bigger and bigger, making it ever harder to see...

And then he was blinded. He could hear the familiar birds, the sound of the breeze

As his eyes slowly adjusted to the light, a pair of familiar orange eyes stared at him, twinkling with amusement.

"Took you long enough."