Becoming a God: Forgotten Past

This got to be a joke.

After Celestia left three days ago, he got some of the working staff of the castle in order to load the cart she prepared for him. Of course there were mistakes, questions, disagreements and so on and so on. Long story short, somepony got hurt because they mishandled, as in drop, a bucket loaded with unstable, fully charged Magi-gems what resulted, obviously, in a ´small´ explosion. Celestia though was able to bring them back to work after they heavily insulted him for being mad. Morons...

Now that he stood in front of the castle gates he had the sudden urge to break someponies muzzle. Of all the ponies, seriously, of ALL the ponies that could participate on this trip, did it had to be that foolish, idiotic, moronic, incompetent imbecile Blueblood? It may had been a year since he met him the first and last time, but this face he never could forget.

Back then, he was sent to repair his... he can't even remember what it was, but after an hour of complains about his look, smell, way of walking, talking and whatnot he gave up and hoofed his face in. And now he had to live together with this insult to a normal thinking creature for a undetermined time.

Oh, and apparently Princess Luna also joined the fun. What is this, the quest of the social distorted in the search of socialization? His head began to hurt and he tried in vain to reduce the pain by massaging his temples.

In his desperation, Fid tried to change the topic in his mind by looking at the carriage they would have to travel with. It was a simple carriage, nothing special to it, perfect for occupying a small town. That also meant that it unfortunately only had one room. He damned himself for his stupidity to not just crumble into the cart his tools and engines were loaded in. But now it already was on its way towards Ponyville...
From the corner of his eyes he noticed that the princess of the moon suddenly stood right next to him, eyes fixated on his left side.

"What had happen to thee wing?"Nice to meet you too...

Fid took a quick glance over his left flank, noticing that he actually had put on his latest model of his Steel-wing. Though far from looking like a real one, it held mayor resemblances, like the limbs and even a metallic feathering. Two leather belts that connected on his right most back held it in the right place and also distributed the weight over his body entire body.

Together with an Magic extractor that he had placed in a duffel bag that hang on the other side of the belt, some cables so it got provided with energy and a lot of nerve sensors stitched into his deformed wing, he was able to use it for things like bend iron into the right place, lift heavy objects or frighten ponies with the sharp edges of the metallic feathers, which wasn't a negative point, at least in his eyes. It was still a prototype though, so its movements were a bit sluggish and the heavy weight made flying impossible. For now.

He raised his face towards hers and answered. "Got a disabled wing, with this I can at least use it a bit."

The princess just nodded in appreciation, continuing her gawking what made him raise an eyebrow at her odd behavior. Somepony just staring at him with whatever expression wasn't really bothersome anymore, since he was used to it, but the way the princess looked at it with such an excitement and the fact that she was one of the rulers of Equestria made the scene look a ´bit´ too awkward. Also, he could have sworn to hear a pony complain about that some cushions were awfully uncomfortable.

"Oh, exactly! Thee, uhm, I mean you must be this engineer my sister told me about," she suddenly blurted out of the blue after noticing her behavior, but strangely still in a really sorted tone, which was able to catch Fid of guard.

"Yes, exactly..." his facial features moved back into neutrality as he continued. "Guess you don´t have to introduce yourself."

"Hm? Yes, yes," the princess quickly answered, again lost in the circuits of his wing.

Fid sighed heavily. This is getting ridiculous. He walked towards the carriage, the astounded princess on his tail. After a last blink towards the raging hayhead and another deep sigh he climbed inside the third-class transportation module, trying to get as comfortable as possible.
These cushions really are horrible!

Absolute unacceptable, UN-AC-CE-PTABLE. He should have figured it out as soon as aunt Celestia contacted him about this. An high class holiday together with aunt Luna and another individual. High class indeed- for a dirty Diamond Dog, that is. This carriage was filthy and smelly, the colorization of brown was long outdated and the cushions, oh by the sun, don´t let him start about the cushions.

The only thing even more awful-looking in the carriage beside the carriage itself was this third passenger. He looked terrible! Messy mane, dirty fur, stinging smell of oil that emit from him, a obnoxious purr that came out of his bag and a horrendous taste of fashion. The robot look was and will never be famous.

He was not capable to grasp how aunt Celestia could invite somepony- no, SOMETHING likes this along with him on a holiday trip. And aunt Luna? She was just to fixated on this failure of fashion, asking him questions that it answered only in short terms, sometimes not at all! What a rude way to confront a princess! And could this purring bag of his go to the bounds of Tartarus already?! He couldn´t bear it anymore, he had to shut up this thing up!

"You, robot horse," the being raised his muzzle towards his, looking over some notebook it was writing in just now.

"Turn off this horrible noise, now!" he commanded.

The ponies face hardened into a frown. "No," it answered aggressively.

Blueblood opened his eyes in shock. What did it just say?

He himself frowned now, speaking louder "I said now!"

The pony simply raised an eyebrow, unfazed by his command.

"Sorry pretty princess, didn't know you were deaf, so I say it clear, just for you. No!" the voice of the pony raised, making Blueblood back up a bit.

What a preposterous insult! This filthy creature needed an lessons in respect! Blueblood started to focus his magic on him. A simple transformation in order to show who is the more superior should be enough for now. What would be the most fitting thing for something like him? A snake? A pig? Nononono, a smelly dog like he already acted and looked like would be perfect!...
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Nothing...

Blueblood blinked in surprise. What happened? He began to cast the spell again, trying other smaller and bigger spells as well, but nothing seem to work. Any amount of magic he tried to focus on this thing would just disappear, leaving him a bit emptier without any results.

With this discovery he suddenly remembered. He met this mistake once before when it was supposed to simply repair his night lamp... It took a whole month of magical care before the bruise was gone, A WHOLE MONTH!

"YOU!" he exclaimed furious, pointing a hoof at the hooligan.

"No! I will not tolerate this! Stop this carriage immediately and throw this madpony out!"

Luna turned her gaze to Blueblood , taken by surprise by his sudden outburst."Blueblood, please cal-"

"Is the carter even listening? Do NOT ignore me you intolerant servant!" he cut her off, annoying the Princess of the Moon.

"Blueblood, be-" "Aunt Celestia must have lost her mind! Once I returned I will make clear to her-"

"BE STILL!" the carriage boomed so hard under the voice of the princess that one would fear that it was about to fall apart.

Blueblood curled himself into ball, desperately searching for a object to hide behind to avoid the glowing stare of his aunt. Even that blue pony stared at her in shock, appearing to be almost at the edge of an heart attack. His aunt sighed, visibly annoyed and retreaded back onto her cushion. The white stallion frowned, placing himself back on his cushion too. This is going to be a nightmare...

Luna watched out of the window without focusing at anything in particular, lost in thoughts. After Bluebloods outrage she was finally able to stop bothering Fid, the boy Celestia told her about , though her thoughts where still all about him.

She let a soft sigh escape her lips. When Celestia contacted her about this trip she thought right away that it was one of her attempts of showing her how her subjects nowadays live and act, like she needed to be treated like a dumb foal. Her sister, of course, denied it, like always, but this time she had this glimpse she haven´t seen on her for over two millennium, a glimpse that was enough to convince her, and now she understood why she was here...

The pony that sat right next to her made her worry. He was not like any other pony she ever encountered her entire life. It were not the with metal reinforced limbs of his, but something else, something unexplainable.

At first, she hadn't even realized it, but after Bluebloods failed magical assaults she noticed how his magic just flew right through his body and then send of... somewhere. She failed to sense where the magic went and doubted that she would ever succeed in tracking it down since the strange condition of his body made too very difficult. She was not able to grasp anything inside his body's void like behavior.

She couldn't even imagine how his life must have been like, because his own magic, all of it, probably was gone as well. Luna doubted that he ever was able to proper approach anypony, despite the fact that unicorns should feel uncomfortable around him. In his current state he shouldn't be able to even create a mental connection with his parents. Beside the lack of social skills, the absence of magic inside him greatly influenced his physical form, she did not need to assume this fact...

Still... Her earlier interaction with him showed her that his emotions were not as damped as they should be. Also, the fact that he apparently cared about himself in a great manner, as shown of his inventions, denied the fact that his magic was completely gone.

Studying his empty like presence further, she noticed yet something else that was out of place about him. Somewhere in the area of his head she could feel, almost unnoticeable, magic. The nature of his body made it hard to guess how strong this magical 'bubble' was. She doubted that it was the place where his body sent the absorbed magic, she would have been able to track down a distance of this short length, but she was sure that the magical bubble must be the reason why he still had a somewhat healthy amount of emotions, no other explanation that jumped into her mind made more sense.

Her head began to ache from her mental exploration inside the colts body, forcing her to stop the assault for now. More questions ran through her head afterward. Why was he like this? Was he born this way or cursed in some manner? No, that last point made no sense. No being in Equestria could create a spell of such nature, even she nor Celestia, at least of her knowledge. And even if she could, why by her moon should she even think about dooming this pony in such a cruel way?
She now was certain that her sister wanted her to figure out how to help this boy, figure out what she could not.

A sudden yawn fled her throat without permission, causing her face to blush, though undiscovered by anypony since the two young stallions where distracted by a little notebook and probably thoughts of revenge. She gave herself a sigh of relieve. This long carriage ride even bored the princess of the moon. She remembered that she still had to figure out a proper disguise so she could go unnoticed between her subjects. It would be quite inconvenient for one of the rulers just roaming about a small village, wouldn't it?

The sight of the brooding prince gave her suddenly the perfect idea...