Escape the rainbow factory

3. The Overmare

We sat on the floor and looked around, there where fillies and foals, crying, talking and mourning to loss of their past lives. Looking round the room there was a large walk way with a platform and two doors at each end, behind that was a large machine, large pipes that transported the spectra reached across the ceiling like large tentacles and fired the individual colours into large vats. And a single red light shining from the top, "eyes font and centre!" A voice shouted, we looked up to see numerous suited and intimating ponies on the platform, from what I could see there where four, maybe three. The one who had just spoke who was a dark grey earth pony, with ruby red eyes, dark get hair with red tips and a red muzzle as well as being clothed in a blood spattered lab coat, the second was the Pegasus from the failure gate, and doctor oddity. And there was a sinister shadow behind the unicorn. "Welcome!" He shouted from the platform. "Welcome to the rest of your lives! You are in the weather factory, the upper weather factory where the rainbows are made. You will eat, sleep, work and die in this factory. There is no escape, believe me some have tried." The unicorn laughed in a dark manor. "Now as I said this is where we make the rainbows, and you are going to help us. During the process you will become so close to the rainbows that it will be like you are literally apart of them." His dark smile gave us a different impression of what was going to happen. "And what if we refuse!?" A light grey Pegasus with Aqua hair from the levitating avers flight school shouted. "Any one of you that refuses will die in a particularly painful way." A voice from behind Oddity said. The voice was harsh and gritty, I watched as an aqua Pegasus walked out from the shadows. her mane and tail was a burnt gold and red, her green eyes filled with hunger and insanity. "You! Incompetent little foal!" She laughed, "you will stay in line, because if a single hair on you head doesn't you won't just have my staff to answer to you will have to answer to me." She spread her wings and leaned over the railing. The metal one reflecting a rainbow like glow onto us. "Swift." Music whimpered, "s-s-swift, please tell me it's not." I looked to my friends her eyes where wide and tears where streaming down her face, and she was shaking in shock. I looked back up to the laughing Pegasus, the recondition hitting me like a moving train, it her, it was the Pegasus I had praised and aspired to be, she was the mother of my crying friend, it was whatever remained of the famous Lightnings Flourish.