Iron Mare

36 hours earlier...

"Rainbow Dash. Daughter of the legendary Spectrum Dash, she quickly began to overshadow her father with her breathtaking intelligence and remarkable home inventions. At the ripe young age of four years old, the filly built her first circuit board, a very new technology at the time. At age seven, she invented the first computer machine known to ponykind. At age sixteen she graduated at the top of her class in the Wonderbolts Academy, shattering all previous records in flight and academic achievement. Finally, at age seventeen she changed the world with the development of Equestria's first artificial intelligence system.

Then... came the end of a legend. Spectrum Dash died when the young mare was 18 years old, leaving Dash Co. in the hooves of his very young personal assistant and friend, Lightning Dust. Also a graduate from the Wonderbolts Academy, Lightning Dust had set the all the previous records that would be broken by Miss Dash nearly a decade later. With the fate of a corporate empire on her shoulders, Lightning Dust set to work at keeping Dash Co. afloat for the next several years.

Then, three years ago, the legend continued as the 24-year-old Rainbow Dash stepped up to claim her father's throne. In the course of three years, Miss Dash has taken her company in an entirely new direction, expanding its assets and paving the way for a new Equestria. Along with the further development of computers and making them accessible to the general public, she also created Equestria's very first working mobile telephone network. Today, Dash Co. remains Equestria's top weapons manufacturer, using cutting edge technology to make the world a better place every day."

The crowd began to clap and stomp the ground with their hooves as the projected film ended on an image of Rainbow Dash saluting the Equestrian flag. Lightning Dust was among those in the audience, which consisted of ponies from the upper echelons of society as well as fellow scientists. A moment later, a yellow-coated pegasus pony with a fiery orange mane stepped out onto the stage where the film had been shown. Lightning recognized her as the leader of the Wonderbolts and Rainbow Dash's closest friend, Spitfire. The legendary flier trotted up to a podium at the front of the stage before tapping the microphone and clearing her throat.

"Mares and gentlecolts, for the past several years, it has been my honor and privilege to work alongside an incredible pony. She is a great friend and an even more amazing pony. It is my pleasure to present this year's Award for Incredible Service to Equestria to the lovely Miss Rainbow Dash!"

The overhead speakers drummed out a catchy fanfare of trumpets and saxophones while the audience began to applaud. The curtains behind Spitfire pulled away to reveal an empty spot where Rainbow Dash was supposed to be standing. Spitfire looked behind her while holding the small silver statue only to discover that Dash was nowhere to be seen. She laughed nervously as her face began to develop a reddish tint.

"Uh... Rainbow?" she said, turning back to the audience with her face still red. "That's...  that's your cue!"

Lightning Dust merely shook her head, watching as Spitfire desperately tried to keep her cool in front of an increasingly suspicious audience. She locked eyes with her before finally standing up from her seat and trotting up to the podium. She reached her hoof out to Spitfire and took the award from her.

"Thanks for the save," Spitfire whispered into her ear.  Lightning Dust simply nodded with a smile, turning to face the crowd. She blinked before starting to speak.

"Well... uh... if you can't tell by now... I'm not Rainbow Dash!" She said, trying to lighten the mood. A few ponies in the audience chuckled in response.

"Wow, that is one fancy trophy!" Lightning said as she examined the silver statuette in her hooves. "You know... Rainbow Dash might not have been able to make it here tonight, but I can assure you of one thing. If she were here, she would be delighted and honored to receive this very prestigious award and even more pleased to know that, in obtaining it, she has been able to  make the world a better place. If there's one thing I've learned about her in my many years of knowing her, it's that no matter what, she is always working to improve our lives every day.

The crowd around her was completely silent as Rainbow Dash stared at the cards in her hooves. In front of her sat a grey pegasus pony with a blonde mane and strange crossed eyes. To her right was a white unicorn mare with purple sunglasses and a sapphire blue mane chewing on a piece of gum. None of them said a word as they tried to maintain their unreadable faces in spite of the high stakes.

Finally, the moment that the game had been building up to arrived.  The grey pegasus laid down her cards in front of her to reveal three tens. The white unicorn released the cards from her magical grasp and set them on the table, grinning. Glancing at the cards the unicorn had set down, Rainbow saw three Jacks side by side. All eyes in the room turned to look at her, the crowd holding its breath in anticipation. A look of mock disappointment crept onto Rainbow's face as she slowly slid her cards down, revealing the ultimate poker hand: A royal flush!

The crowd exploded into a choir of cheers. Some stomped their hooves while others whistled their enthusiasm. The white unicorn's jaw dropped, letting the gum she had been chewing fall to the table top below, while the grey Pegasus merely fluttered away with a disappointed look.

"Awwwwwwww yeah!" cried Rainbow, shooting her hoof into the air and taking a victory stance.

She reached over and grabbed all the chips from the middle of the table, pulling them toward her and sliding them into her saddlebag. Just then, she felt a hoof on her shoulder. Turning around, she saw Spitfire, wearing her trademark tinted shades, glaring at her. Rainbow smiled upon seeing her friend and stood up from the table, taking the winnings with her. She turned to face her Wonderbolt friend and wrapped a wing around her.

"Spitty!" she said.  "What brings you to this neck of Las Pegasus?"

Spitfire tilted her head down and looked at Rainbow from over her shades. "You are unbelievable sometimes, you know that?"

"Aw jeez, what did I do now?" asked Rainbow with a slight eye roll.

"You told me that if they gave you the award, you would be there to gratefully accept it."

"Well, did I get it?"

"Yes, it's right here," said Spitfire, pulling it from her saddlebag and showing it to her, forcing her to talk with the statue in her mouth.  "Bu' thaths not the poin-"

Rainbow used her wing to yank the trophy from Spitfire's mouth and held it in her hooves. "Wow! Look at this fancy thing! And you know what? I AM grateful for it, Spitty!"

Spitfire rolled her eyes through her shades, turning away and walking toward the bar on the other side of the room. "Come on Rainbow Dash... Let's get a drink... Celestia knows I need one."

"Uh, actually, I was planning on turning this in right now. I don't wanna end up losing these," Rainbow Dash said as she patted her saddlebag with a wing. "I'll catch up, okay?"

"Whatever you say, Dash." said Spitfire, not turning around or stopping.  Rainbow giggled to herself as she walked toward the desk to turn in her chips.

Not much later, she found herself at the bar sitting next to Spitfire. A blue earth pony stood behind the bar, taking orders and mixing drinks for the various customers. She called him over and asked for a cup of cider, an old favorite of hers. Turning to her friend, she wrapped her front hoof around her and placed it on her shoulder.

"Come on, Spitty, what's got you so down?"

"Oh, nothing at all, Rainbow. I'm totally okay... you know, except for the fact that I had to go up in front of a crowd of ponies to present an award to someone who wasn't even there. Thank Celestia Lightning Dust was there to save my flank," Spitfire sighed.

The earth pony walked back over and placed a mug of fizzy liquid in front of Rainbow Dash. She slid her hoof through the handle on its side and brought it up to her mouth, taking a sip.

"So good ol' Dusty saves the day again, huh?"

"Yeah, but that's not the point. The point is that-"

Spitfire was cut off mid-sentence by a soft voice from off to the right.  "Excuse me! Miss Rainbow Dash?"

Both mares looked over to see a green colt, easily two or three years younger than Rainbow Dash, trotting up, a pencil nestled behind his ear and some blank papers in his saddlebags.

"I hope it's not a bad time," he said.

Judging by his cutie mark, a simple pencil and paper, his appearance, and his overall presentation of himself, it was easy for Rainbow Dash to deduce that he was a reporter of some sort. A fresh young reporter too, as he sounded like he had just been given his first story assignment this morning and didn't want anything in the world ruining his chance to prove himself. Rainbow turned on her stool and stepped down, leaning against the wooden bar next to her.

"Nah. You're good," she said while looking at Spitfire, who merely glared at her back.

"Oh, thank goodness. I was so nervous that I might be interrupting you two and I didn't want to make a bad impression, especially with this being my first assignment and all. I was watching you play cards earlier and I wasn't sure if it would be okay to-" he started before being interrupted by Rainbow.

"Woah woah woah, there. Slow down and take a few steps back," Dash said as she took another sip from her cider mug. "What assignment?"

"Oh yes! Forgive me, Miss Dash!" he blurted, turning his head and burying his nose into his saddlebag. A second later he pulled out a slip of paper with his mouth. "My name ith Grath 'Arkth with tha Daily Cloud, and I wath athked by my bothh

thith morning to go on my firtht athignment."

Rainbow smiled and took the slip out of his mouth, slightly amused.  "What say we try that again, huh? This time WITHOUT the card in your mouth."

The green Pegasus simply gave an embarrassed smile. "My name is Grass Marks with the Daily Cloud. This morning, my boss asked me to go on my very first assignment, which is to interview you, Miss Dash. So I've been trying to get a chance to talk to you and-"

"Calm down, kid. I get it. Let me guess... the colt who was supposed to do this has a cold and he can't make it, so your boss sent you instead?"

"Actually, the other guy broke his wing while reporting on a hurricane in Fillydelphia," the newscolt said, his smile growing a bit.

"Alright, well, let's see what you got. Go ahead, kid."

"I... um... well... yes, Miss Dash. Okay... um.. first question: You've been called the Star-"

"Call me Rainbow."

The young colt paused.  "I'm sorry?"

"Call me Rainbow. It sounds so much less uptight. After all, we ARE in Equestria's best casino."

His voice seemed to shake a bit as he continued. "Well, Miss Da- ahem, Rainbow... Some ponies have called you the modern Starswirl the Bearded, and given that you-"

"Absolutely not. I don't even have a horn on my head. Next."

The green pegasus held the yellow pencil in his mouth and wrote down her response. He put it down before moving on to his next question.

"What about when ponies call you 'The Mare living off Death?'"

Rainbow Dash sipped from her cider before answering. "What a lot of ponies out there don't know is that we make more than weapons. I'm not too proud to say it, but they happen to be the number one thing we're known for. But think for a second:  If we didn't make things like the world's first Saddle Gun or the Dragon's Breather's or the Mini Bomb Ruby, we wouldn't have any money. And that's the money we use to make other things. The bits that come from selling our weapons help us make advances in medicine. It even let us create the only apple tree in the world that's always in bloom, even in the freezing winter. Yeah, we make things that go 'kaboom,' but without them, we can't do other things. You got all that?"

The pegasus struggled to write it all down on his paper. When he finished, over half of the paper had been scribbled on and his pencil was nearly dull.

   "Um... yes, Miss Da- I mean, Rainbow. I believe I did," he said, looking over his notes.

"I'm glad, uh... What did you say your name was again?" Rainbow took another drink of cider.

"Grass Marks, ma'am."

"Grass Marks... I'll remember that. Anything else you want to ask me?"

"Not that I can think of at the moment. I asked all the questions I needed."

"Alright. You'll do good, I can tell. And hey, good luck on the job!"

Grass Marks appeared shocked that a celebrity had just wished him, a simple pegasus who was merely filled in for someone else, good luck with his job. He walked away smiling from ear to ear as he put the paper back into his saddlebag.

Rainbow swore she heard him let out a both relieved and star-struck "Sweet Celestia" as he headed out.

"What is it with you and never being able to put down your cider?" Spitfire mumbled next to her.

"What can I say? This mare loves her cider!" With that, she downed the remainder of her drink and set her empty mug on the bar, ordering another round for both of them.

It was morning when Rainbow awoke in her bed. Her head was throbbing and she couldn't remember a thing from the night before. It wasn't uncommon for her weekends to start off with a slight hangover, but normally she would at least remember where she had been and what she had done the night before. She put a hoof on her head and groaned a bit. Outside, rain came splashing down and the occasional lightning bolt flashed through the air while the thunder struggled to catch up. The sky was a dark shade of grey and she could see that the “ocean” (technically the Quiet Sea) was choppy through her window .

She looked up at the ceiling and called out, "T.A.N.K, what time is it?"

A moment later, a slow but gentle voice responded, "Time is currently 11:56 AM, ma'am."

Rainbow Dash rested her head back on the pillow, shutting her eyes once again. "And when did I get home last night?"

"Time of arrival was 3:30 AM last night."

Rainbow Dash groaned as she tried to go back to sleep in spite of the thunder and rain outside. As if the universe was doing all it could to keep her from falling back to sleep, there was a knock on her bedroom door.

"T.A.N.K.?" Rainbow called out, not opening her eyes or leaving the bed.

"Right away, ma'am," said the robotic voice.

A second later, the wooden door opened on its own, allowing an orange young mare with a purple mane to step through.

"Good morning, Miss Rainbow," she said in a warm and friendly voice.

"Scoots, I swear to Celestia... If this isn't important, I'm going to tie your mane to your tail... or... something... whatever..." Rainbow Dash groaned into the pillow.

"Well, depending on what you call important, I suppose this can count as such. Here." Scootaloo set a glass of water next to Rainbow's bed and plopped in a tablet of antacid.

Rainbow Dash moaned as she turned her body around and reached for the glass, taking a sip. As much as she loved Scootaloo for being such a good assistant, there was nothing she despised more than seeing her in the morning. No matter what time it was, she always seemed to be up and ready for Dash to wake, armed with a cup of coffee and her schedule. As effective as it may have been, it was the last thing Rainbow ever wanted to wake up to.

"Today you have a demonstration for some kind of new invention, I believe you called it a Rainboomer, with some high ranking officials in Saddle Arabia.  Then you have to meet with the Captain of the Royal Guard before you come home."

Though she was very young, just barely making it past the minimum age when she had first been hired, Scootaloo was very hard-working and steadfastly loyal no matter what. Quick to respond to nearly any situation she was presented with and never unprepared for whatever drama the day might bring, Rainbow Dash never doubted she had picked the right mare for the job. In fact, as the years went by, Rainbow had begun to see her as more of a younger sister rather than an employee. She sometimes wondered if Scootaloo thought the same of her.

"Oh don't worry, it's not much. Just visiting another country to show off a piece of amazingly expensive and advanced technology, right in the middle war zone. No biggie..." Rainbow said sarcastically.

Scootaloo merely smiled at her boss' reaction. "And I suppose you would want something to eat before you head on out?"

"You know me too well, Scoots," grinned Rainbow Dash.

In theory, a pegasus could fly across the Quiet Sea in approximately 96 hours without stopping. However, the amount of food and water that pegasus would have to carry in order to sustain themselves would only cause them to lose strength faster than they would be able to recover, ultimately leading to a plunge into the unforgiving waters below.

Nearly 85 years ago, two pegasi had created a machine that was only able to fly on its own but also, if large enough, was able to carry ponies who lacked wings inside of it! That machine became known as Equestria's first airplane. Over the decades, it had gone through many changes, some improving upon the original design while others simply fell to the wayside.   Rainbow Dash had initiated and led the project to create fastest flying machine in Equestria. Drawing on a team composed of the nation's most brilliant minds, Dash Co designed a plane that would be able to make the journey across the Quiet Sea in a mere three hours. The extraordinary development led to planes overtaking sea travel as the primary method of overseas transportation and also allowed Dash Co to become the world's first air service, carrying passengers in large commercial airliners for affordable prices. With no competition, the corporation held a monopoly over the skies, flying unicorns and Earth ponies wherever they needed to be within a few short hours.

Many newer and faster variations had come and gone in the years since Dash Co had changed the face of air travel, but Rainbow Dash never gave up her first design. She never explained why she didn't exchange her first plane for a faster one, but many speculated that she kept it as a reminder of the day she changed history.

That plane was the same one she sat in right now. It wasn't nearly as large as the ones used to carry passengers, but it certainly stood out; Rainbow had made sure of that. With a cyan blue base and rainbow colors streamlining all along it, it was easily visible against the sky. Inside, Rainbow waited silently in a seat next to the window, looking out at the sea below. The water was still choppy and dark from the storm they had flown out of not long ago. The view wasn't very thrilling, just the occasional white puff of sea foam breaking the otherwise dark and still surface.

Rainbow let out a sigh.  The sight of a whale breaching now would be enough to make her jump out of her seat and press her face against the window just to catch a glimpse. At least it would be better than the total silence that dominated the interior of the plane. She unbuckled her seatbelt and stepped out of her chair, trotting across to the other side of the cabin to pick up a magazine. She flipped through it before tossing the print on the ground and letting out a groan in frustration.

"Ugh! I'm sooooooo bored!" she announced to no one in particular.

"Well, get used to it. We've got about another hour to go before we get there," came Spitfire's voice from behind.

"You're kidding, right? It's been, like, six hours now!" Rainbow turned to Spitfire, scrunching her face.

"Just two actually. We still have one more hour to go before we can land. Better sit tight, Rainbow Dash. We've still got a while to travel."

"Sure feels like it's been six..." Rainbow Dash hung her head low in boredom. "Why didn't I bring more Daring Do books?" she muttered.

"What was that?"

"Uh, nothing, just... thinking out loud," Rainbow quickly replied.

"Rainbow Dash, are..." Spitfire snickered a bit. "You're not still reading those children's books are you?"

Rainbow could feel her cheeks burning. "Not at all! I got past that kiddie stuff ages ago!"

Spitfire's mouth began to transition to a sly grin, the kind a filly would make if she was trying to keep a secret but doing an awful job of it. Rainbow stared while Spitfire trotted over to a cabinet in the back of the plane and used her hoof to pull it open. Two thick hardcover books fell out, each depicting a mare wearing an explorer's hat and holding onto a golden statue while swinging from a tree with a crumbling temple in the background.

"Okay, okay... So I have two Daring Do books lying around that I must have forgotten to take out.  That doesn't mean I still read them..."

Spitfire's smile only grew as she made her way over to the dufflebag Rainbow had thrown together at the last minute before leaving. She looked back at Rainbow before reaching her head down and using her mouth to pull the zipper. Once she had opened the bag, she reached in with a hoof and pulled out another Daring Do book, showing it to Rainbow.

"Well, uh, that's my, er... lucky book! I've taken it with me everywhere for the past few years..." Rainbow sputtered in an attempt to salvage her dignity.

"Hm, this must really be an incredible book for you to have carried it around all this time. In fact, you must love it so much that I bet you've had it for years before before its official release a week ago!" she smirked.  "And perhaps I'm mistaken, but doesn't it look like Daring Do signed it just last week?" Spitfire opened the book to look under the front cover.

She turned the book over, holding it open so Dash could clearly see the written message on the inside. Scribbled in perfect cursive with black ink was a note from Daring Do herself:

"To my biggest and favorite fan in Equestria, Rainbow Dash. Your inventions have saved my neck more times than I can count! Thanks, and good luck! Keep Rockin'! -Daring Do."  The message had been dated just the week before.

"Wasn't she in Las Pegasus for the release of this one? Just this Sunday?" Spitfire's smile grew wider and wider. "Still gonna try to save yourself now, Dashie?" she teased, referring to Rainbow with the nickname she had used since they were fillies.

Knowing she was backed into a corner, Rainbow let out a puff of air from her mouth, blowing a stray rainbow-colored hair back into its proper spot in her mane. She turned to glance back out the window when something suddenly struck her. She looked around to see Spitfire sneaking a peek inside the book.

"Hey, wait a minute. How did YOU know Daring was at the release of 'Raiders of the Temple of Doom' a week ago?"

She watched Spitfire's smug grin disappear before the yellow mare began to bite her lip. A small tint of red crept onto her face.

"Well, uh... see... my little, um... cousin loves them and she, uh, wanted me to take him to go meet Daring Do..." she struggled to make up an alibi on the spot.  As it turns out, she was an even worse liar than Rainbow Dash.

"You know, Spitty, before you take your cousin anywhere, it's pretty important to know what gender they are..."

Spitfire's face made it clear that she had been caught. Rainbow Dash laughed as she walked over to her friend and put a wing around her.

"Don't worry, I'm sure Daring Do has enough room for two big fans in Las Pegasus."

Spitfire continued to blush before suddenly cracking a smile. A moment later, she found herself laughing at the unusual situation they were currently in. It wasn't long until Rainbow began to smile herself and joined into the peals of laughter with her friend. The two young mares continued to giggle together as the plane sped on through the sky.

After what felt like forever, the plane finally began its descent and landed smoothly on the runway, leaving a cloud of dust in its wake. Rainbow Dash was already standing in front of the cabin door awaiting word from the pilot that it was safe to step outside.

His voice sounded through the speakers on the ceiling:  "Miss Dash, we have safely arrived in Saddle Arabia.  If you would please-"

Before he was even finished, Rainbow had already pulled the hatch open and flown out of the plane as fast as she possibly could, coming to a stop a short distance away. She simply hovered in the air for a bit, stretching her wings. The sun beat down on her from high in the air while she closed her eyes and stretched out her front hooves as far from her body as they could possibly go. Rainbow Dash let out a satisfied sigh of relief at finally being free from the cramped chambers of the plane. She turned around to see Spitfire talking to a gruff-looking earth pony with a graying mustache on his face.

Letting out a deep sigh, she began to take in her surroundings. It was exactly what anybody would expect to find in a military base:  Everyone around her was either doing some kind of training exercise, fixing something, or simply standing alert. Rainbow had never liked visiting military bases; they always made her uncomfortable for some reason. She loved to be free and do what she wanted her own way; she liked to stretch her wings both literally and metaphorically. A military base felt like a complete foil to her personality. There was only one way for ponies to do things, following orders and carrying them out. Not even the pegasi could fly when they wanted to; they weren't allowed to take off without clearance. The rest of the time, they weren't even allowed to move their from the sides of their bodies, much less stretch them. At least she had known Spitfire since they were both fillies, meaning that she rarely acted so-

Her thoughts were cut off as she heard Spitfire's voice behind her. "Rainbow, this is General Silver Shield. He's here to observe your presentation today."

Rainbow Dash turned to look at the mustachioed pony Spitfire had been speaking with  moments ago. He extended a hoof out to her, which she shook awkwardly.

"Welcome, Miss Dash. We look forward to what you have to show us today. I hear it's quite the spectacle."

"Well, I guess that depends on what you call a spectacle, I guess," Rainbow said, trying not to look at his eyes for fear that she might somehow anger him.

"I suppose we shall have to wait and see then, yes? If you'll excuse me, I have some forms in my office that need signing. I will see you two at the presentation this afternoon. Good day."

With that, the decorated pony began to trot past them toward what Rainbow assumed was his office. She leaned over to Spitfire.  "He's kind of uptight, don't you think?"

The yellow mare leaned back and whispered into her ear, "Just behave yourself. I know how much you hate these places."

Rainbow turned to look at her with a smile.  "You know me, Spitty. I'm ALWAYS on my best behavior!"

She shot her friend the most innocent face she could manage.

Spitfire just rolled her eyes and put a wing around her before the pair walked off to where she was scheduled to present her invention.

Rainbow Dash cleared her throat as the group of uniformed ponies quieted down and stood at attention. She took in a deep breath before starting.

"I'm pretty sure you all know who I am. I'm the mare who makes your fancy toys." Some of the ponies in the audience chuckled. She licked her lips before continuing.

"Those toys keep the bad guys in line and save innocent lives each and every day. With that being said, there always comes a point when the bad guys decide, 'Hey! Lets do something new!' Well just like them, we need to try something new now and again too. And that's why I'm here to present to you the newest toy from Dash Co. If you ever find a reason to fire one of these, I can personally guarantee that the bad guys will be running home to their mommies." She motioned to a large crossbow-like device behind the group. A large red sphere rested at the rear end where the long band had been pulled back. On the side , the words “Dash Co.” had been printed in white paint on the ball.

Rainbow Dash pressed a button on the remote she held in her hoof, causing the slingshot to launch the ball into the air. All eyes followed the speeding object. As it gradually flew farther away, it gained speed and grew smaller in the distance. Suddenly, less than a quarter of a mile from its target, the ball exploded and broke up into several smaller pieces, each leaving a tail of  vibrantly colored smoke behind it.  The balls fell in a line, each different color aligning perfectly to give the illusion of a rainbow flowing to the ground. As the pieces neared their target, Rainbow pulled the pair of sunglasses she had been wearing on the top of her head back down over her eyes. She turned to look at her audience once more.

"Mares and Gentlecolts, I present to you a little something I like to call..." she paused, waiting two seconds before deciding her timing was right, "the Rainboomer!"

Just as she said this, the rainbow behind her crashed into the distant ground with a deafening explosion. A massive rainbow-colored ring of light formed at the epicenter of the shock wave and began to spread out in different directions. The ring sped towards the group while Rainbow Dash braced herself. The force of the shock waves knocked several stallions off their hooves and to the ground. Struggling to get back up, they all saw Rainbow's proud, smiling form standing over them.

   A small chest in front of her opened up, releasing a cloud of cool air and dry ice. She reached in and pulled out a bottle of cider, pouring herself a mug.  "If you order right now, I'll throw in one of these absolutely free!" she joked, sipping the cider.

A convoy of motorized carriages was lined up in front of her, ready to make the several-mile-long trek back to the base. She stepped inside and situated herself between two young stallions dressed in the standard golden armor. She would meet Spitfire that night before they both left to go back to Las Pegasus on the plane. An electric guitar began playing over the speakers in the carriage as they started to move.