Containment Is Magic

D-9341 “Follower”

Location Unknown

1½ weeks after Incident 001

Follower slammed into the ground, before letting out a groan of pain. The thought of the pegasus lunging at him still was fresh in is mind, and he could still feel his heart racing for a bit. He kept his eyes clenched shut for a few moments, before slowly opening them. The first thing he saw was that the rainbow colored bricks that made up the ceiling.

Groaning, he slowly got to his hooves, before looking around again. All he could see was passages spanning in every direction. Buck, which way do I go? He thought to himself, as he looked around at all the passages. All of them lead into darkness, and seemed all the same. Taking a deep breath, Follower picked a random hallway, and walked into the darkness.

As Follower trudged through the darkness, several obvious questions formed in his head. Where did that pegasus send me? Why did she attack me? Where does this hallway take me? There were also several non-obvious thoughts mixed in the cloud that was his mind. Why did I agree to work for the LTF in the first place? Why did every pony in Ponyville think I was conspiring to kill Mayor Mare? Why does my life have to suck so badly? Follower had no answers to his questions, but he knew that he had to forge on if he was to find out anything.

Another ten minutes passes before Follower finally saw light at the end of the corridor. His walk became a trot, before turning into a gallop as he raced towards the light. A few seconds later he burst into the room, before skidding to a stop in the center of the room. The room that he entered seemed to contain nothing but rainbow colored walls. Letting out a sigh of defeat, Follower turned to walk out of the chamber when he heard a loud “PSST.”

Follower glanced around the chamber for a few seconds, trying hard to find the source of the whisper. Opening his mouth to speak, Follower heard the strange psst again. Frowning, Follower slowly looked up.

Hanging above him were several large, black metal cages, most of which were empty. However, one of the cages contained a sky blue pegasus stallion who was looking down at him. The stallion smiled, before waving his hoof through the bars of the cage. “Glad you finally decided to look up! Do you think you can help me out of this cage?” Shouted the blue pegasus. Follower thought for a few moments, before slowly nodding. “Yea, I can try something. Just hold still, and stay away from the bars of the cage!” Follower hollered back, before charging up a spell. The pegasus nodded, before stepping away from the bars of the cage.

Focusing, Follower kept charging the spell for a few more moments, before unleashing it toward the cage. The large orb of energy that Follower launched hit its target, causing the chain that was holding the cage to the ceiling to snap. The blue pegasus within let out a yelp as the cage plummeted to the floor, hitting the ground a few seconds later with a loud bang.

Follower jumped a little, before rushing over to the cage. The pegasus inside looked stunned, but looked unhurt otherwise. It took the blue pegasus a few moments to recover, before he pointed to the lock that was on the door of the cage. Another concentrated blast of magical energy busted the lock, and the door to the cage swung open.

Smiling, the blue pegasus jumped out of the cage, before slowly stretching. Follower watched the blue pegasus for a few moments, before leaning against one of the rainbow colored walls. “So….who are you exactly?” Follower asked, a light tone in his voice. The blue pegasus dusted some dust off his blue coat, before looking at Follower.

“Lieutenant Soarin, Mobile Task Force Cloud Nine. You?” He replied nonchalantly. “Follower. However most guards just call me D-9341.” Follower stated, his voice flat. Soarin watched Follower silently for a few minutes, before sticking his hoof out.

“Nice to meet you Follower.” He exclaimed. Follower shook Soarin’s outstretched hoof, before clearing his throat. “It’s nice to meet you Lieutenant. May I ask where we are?” Follower asked, keeping a cool tone in his voice. Soarin nodded, before waving his hoof in a broad arch.

“We’re currently in LTF-106’s pocket dimension, a place where she drags her victims to quote ‘play’. I was dragged in here with my superior officer/marefriend Spitfire when we were accidentally separated from the rest of the MTF. I really hope she’s okay, I haven’t seen her in a while.” Soarin explained. Follower nodded, and opened his mouth to speak when the loud laugh of Rainbow Dash interrupted him.

“Do you mean this mare?” asked Rainbow Dash, before the room was plunged into darkness. The darkness didn’t last for long however, and light was restored to the room a few seconds later. Sitting in the center of the room was the head of a yellow mare, with an orange mane. Soarin let out a choked cry of anguish, before running over to the head. However, the lights flickered out again, before flashing back on.

This time, standing between the head and Soarin was Rainbow Dash, an insane grin on her face. She quickly pushed Soarin back, before laughing. “She didn’t last very long. Maybe you’ll do better.” She exclaimed, malice in her voice. Soarin growled, and tried to rush Rainbow Dash. Rainbow laughed, before disappearing. Soarin looked around confused, before she appeared right in front of him, and hit him hard across the jaw, stunning him.

“Let’s play a game.”