Zipp always loved flying in storms. The electricity in the air made every feather stand on end and invigorated each muscle.

This storm, however, was different. Quiet, even, despite the thunder and the rain pelting her coat. An uncomfortable itch bubbled in Zipp's stomach but she wanted to push herself; maybe even break the sound barrier as she'd heard Pegasi could do in the past.

Just ahead of her, a cloud broiled with lightning. Multiple-colored lightning. Red, blue, yellow... Zipp didn't know what she was seeing. She flew closer towards it, mindful to keep her distance, and watched the gray cloud spark.

And then a monstrous bolt of lightning barreled straight past her and screamed, "FIND ME!"

Zipp froze midair while the bolt etched its way into the sky, soon disappearing along with its voice.

"What in the name of Sunny?" she muttered as she stayed flying in one place, stunned. "Did that lightning... talk?!"

She recognized its coloration, too. Hadn't she seen that particular red, yellow, and blue in Sunny's research? A past guardian of Equestria?

But they were all dead; they'd died centuries ago.

Hadn't they?