I was born in Ponyville on a clear winter's night. My mother, Faith Flame, was a fire pony with a mysterious background and stunning beauty. My father, on the other hand, was an ordinary pegasus of Celestia's royal guards, named Silver Night.

Even in his lower position in the guards, his job seemed to me as important as any of the other guards. Every day and night he would be patrolling the castle, looking for trespassers or any odd events happening around the castle. Therefore he needed to live in Canterlot, where he could be at his post in less that a moment's notice if he was ever needed. My mom however, didn't little the hustle and bustle of Canterlot, but instead preferred her quiet life in the small town of Ponyville, even if the ponies feared her ability to control fire with her mind. Some unicorns couldn't control elements such as fire, and they possessed unicorn magic, where as my mother had no horn and no accompanying magic.

Anyways, we lived in Ponyville while my dad lived in Canterlot. Occasionally, we would visit him, but he would always need to get back to working soon after we arrived. Disappointed, we would both get back on the train to Ponyville.

Since I was able to effectively learn, my mother home-schooled me, teaching me to read and write, and emphasized that I learn Science and Mathematics. And for the longest time, my world was boring. That is, until one evening when we had a strange visitor...

Author's Note

Sorry for the EXTREMELY short chapter. When I write stories, I tend to be to-the-point and don't put in enough detail. I'll have longer chapters though.