Starlight

Night faded in and out of consciousness. The glimpses he caught were few and far between. In one he glimpsed himself being dragged through a hallway. Another was a glimpse of a row of empty cells. He finally clung to consciousness enough to realize he was in one such cell. He was manacled to the wall opposite the door. The manacles were clearly made for something else because he slipped his hands out with ease. He waved his hand and the manacles on his feet similarly fell off. He investigated his person to find that he still had most of his weapons. The only thing missing was his primary lightsaber. He pulled out his single bladed back-up and ignited it. The blade flashed in a brilliant blue and he tucked it into his belt. He continued his investigation of his surroundings. In the center of the room sat a small table. He checked under it for any bugs, but then realized how foolish he was being. These creatures had no technology from what he had seen. He levitated himself to the ceiling and propped himself in the corner. He wanted to see the reaction of the guards when they found their prisoner had disappeared.

The door clicked open. A tall white horse walked into the empty room. It panicked and turned to leave. With a wave Night closed the door and jumped down from his corner.

“Where am I lackey? You have about ten seconds before I walk out the door, so answer the question.”

The creature stared at him. He sighed and shook his head.

“I haven’t got time for this.”

He used the Force to push the creature to the side. He walked towards the door when the creature swung a wing out to stop him. He cocked an eyebrow and lit his lightsaber at the thing’s throat.

It didn’t even flinch. Night grinned at the creature’s stupidity. With a small wave the table flattened it to the wall and the wing fell to the floor. He opened the door and strode into the hallway. The guards fell back when they saw him leave the room. He gathered a ball of Force energy and sent it through the wall. Luck was with him and it led to the open air. He stood before the hole and with a small salute dropped out backwards. He turned himself around to find something very unsettling.

He had just jumped off of a cliff. A very tall cliff with a city beneath it. He struggled to bring his descent under control.   He aimed towards the nearest spire and skidded across it. He repeated the process again and again until he landed in a small square, landed being the nice word for it. He crashed through a statue and landed in a fountain. He staggered to his feet and began to sprint the opposite way of the approaching guards.

Night was at a severe disadvantage. All of the horse guards appeared to have wings. He was stuck on the ground and had no idea where he was going. He pulled out his blaster and opened up on the small mob trying to catch him. At the head of the crowd was the white horse he had thrown the table at.

He yanked a thermal detonator from his robes and yanked the pin. He chucked it towards the crowd of guards and turned to watch it explode. It did. Night felt the heat coming off of it from where he was thirty yards away. His eyes widened when the entire mob ran through the smoke, unscathed. He took off down a side alley.

Night burst out on the other end of the street to find more guards led by a tall blue horse. He tried to duck to the side, but tripped on a loose stone. One of the guards drove a spear through his side and Night screamed in pain. He grabbed the spear in his hands and cracked it in half. He stumbled to his feet and ran down the street, holding his side.

Night focused on putting on foot in front of the other. He didn’t notice the large stand until he was almost upon it. He dipped to the side but overshot the jump. He crashed through a large window and hit the floor with a thud. He tried to prop himself up but collapsed after slipping in the small pool of blood that was spreading on the floor. He dragged himself away from the hole in the window and managed to crawl through the building to a back door. He reached for the knob on the door. He heard the crackle of glass and fell to the floor. He slipped another detonator from his robes. A tall shadow cast over him. He looked over his shoulder to find the same white horse standing over him. He coughed a small spray of blood on the ground.

“Well what… are you waiting for? I,I didn’t run this far to be taken again, so just finish it.”

  The creature just stared at him. Night grabbed his lightsaber from his belt and pointed it at the creature. Wincing he screamed,

“FINISH IT!”

His arm fell and he slumped over. His exhaustion caught up with him. From the corners of his vision, darkness closed in.

“Just finish it.” He muttered

A small thought came to his mind. Night listened to some of the creatures speak and attuned his vocal chords to their language. The last thing he heard before the darkness closed in was,

“Why did you have to run?”

The Princess sighed as the human slumped over. It had somehow managed to escape from the castle and make it half way across Canterlot. Despite her orders, it had been wounded and now was bleeding out. It had somehow managed to keep running after it had been wounded, crash through a shop and drag itself to the back door. She looked at the long smear on the floor. How she was going to pass this off she had no idea. The thing that bothered her most was that it could have gotten this far with no special talents to guide it.

Her sister walked up behind her and gasped at the scene. Celestia levitated the human and teleported to the castle. They appeared in the small hospital kept near the holding cells. She placed the man on a bed and turned to the nurse and guards waiting nearby. To the guards she said,

“Take anything from his person that looks like it could be a weapon. He seems to have quite an arsenal.”

Turning to the nurse she said,

“Try to patch him up as best you can.”

The nurse walked over to where he was still bleeding out.

“How will I tell where his clothing ends and skin begins?”

The princess gestured towards his face.

“It will probably be pale, like his face.”

A team of surgeon’s rushed through the doors to get to work when they saw what they had to heal.

“Um, if you don’t mind me asking Princess but, how will we know what’s vital and what isn’t? We have no documents of such a species anatomy. We can’t do much without knowing what we’re looking at.”

“I trust you to do your best, doctor. Now please get to work, losing that much blood can’t be healthy.”

A large pool had formed on the sheets and the human hadn’t even moved since they had got here. The head surgeon nodded.

“Of course you’re Majesty, clear out anyone that doesn’t have proper medical training.”

The princess left through the double doors and began the long walk back to her quarters. It had been a long day.