Frankenstallion Legacy

"The art of life is to know how to enjoy a little and to endure very much."

(William Hazlitt)

Zecora sat at the table while all her friends danced to the slow song. She smiled as she saw Spike and Rarity, standing above the crowd as they danced. They didn't seem to care about anything. They were just living in the moment. Zecora sighed as she looked back to the full glass of cider which she had neglected to touch since the moment she got it.

Just as she lifted the glass, about to take a sip, she noticed a figure sitting behind Vinyl Scratch and the subwoofers. She could tell it was a unicorn, but she couldn't quite make out who it was. Who was it? And what were they doing behind the subwoofers? Zecora set down her drink, and began to approach the unknown figure.

"There are not many in Ponyville that are new, so who may I ask are you?" The figure stood up and walked out of the shadow of the subwoofer. He was a head taller than Zecora. Yes, he, was quite the stallion. He had light brown fur with a darker brown mane, which had a reddish tinge to it. But, what bothered Zecora most about him were his dark green eyes. They almost looked, fake.

"Oh, uh, hello. I've actually been in town for...three weeks, I believe now." He gave a closed smile. There was a sort of serene atmosphere around him. This unicorn seemed so calm. "The name is Wolf."

"Three weeks? This can not be so, Pinkie Pie would know." The stallion raised an eyebrow at this statement.

"Pinkie?"

"That mare, the one over there." Zecora pointed over to Pinkie who was bear hugging a grey unicorn. She had her face buried in the unicorn's chest. He rested his head on her fluffy pink mane. The two glided short distances, in the same place, to the beat of the music.

Wolf saw the two dancing in the distance. He stared with a slight seriousness on his face toward Pinkie, wincing his eyes. All of a sudden his face loosened up, dropping the look entirely into a new one, as he turned back to Zecora. "Never met her." He dead panned his face on these words.

Zecora frowned at his response. This was strange. Pinkie Pie usually notices everypony. Why not Wolf? Why hasn't she noticed him? He couldn't be avoiding her. Nopony can. "Wolf. What kind of a name is that?"

"Well..."

"Or did your parents just pick it out of a hat." Wolf laughed. "You don't exactly look like a wolf." She turned her head slightly taking in the full view of Wolf. "You're a far cry from those creatures." Wolf smiled again, no he wasn't a wolf, but Zecora sensed that he was hiding something. But what?

"It's short...for Wolfenstein. It's not exactly the name I wanted, but, it's the name that I was born with. Most people just call me Wolf though. Wait a minute, I have neglected to ask of your name. Which is?"

"Zecora." She let out in a breath.

"Zecora. Well, that is a beautiful name." To this Zecora couldn't help but blush at Wolf's flattery. "You don't see many 'zebras' around these parts, do you?" He smiled as he turned his head back to a control panel. There was a small high pitched tone that he silenced by altering the levels on the control panel. When he was satisfied with the levels he turned back to Zecora.

"What exactly are you doing here?" She was still curious as to what he was doing.

"Oh. I'm just back here in case something goes wrong with the subwoofers. You know, just keeping the sounds level. And besides, I'm not one for dancing much." Zecora laughed a bit at this.

"Neither am I, but I am willing try." She held out her hoof to Wolf.

"Heh, um, you're asking?" He raised his eyebrow as he was not sure what to make of her gesture.

"Yes."

Wolf's confused look turned into a meek smile. "Well, all right." He lead Zecora to the dance floor. The music was still going, a long song. The two began to clumsily dance.

"So, Mr. Wolf, speaking of you, what exactly is it you do?" Wolf looked down at Zecora not sure what to say.

"Professionally?" Zecora nodded. "Well, I haven't had a steady career exactly. I just work enough to keep myself on my hooves. Now I have a job in construction. It's not the best job, but it gets me the bits I need to pay off my expenses."

"Where do you live anyway? You didn't exactly say."

"You're rather curious aren't you."

Zecora smiled. She was being a little more 'friendly' around Wolf. Why? "I'm just being a good friend, knowing to which house a gift I might send." What was she saying? This is getting a little too awkward. But Wolf didn't seem to mind, he just kept smiling. Neither of the two had noticed the fact that they were dancing properly now to the rhythm. Zecora stared at Wolf's perplexing eyes. What was he hiding? Her eyes wandered to his neck where she saw a golden emblem hung up by a leather band. "What is that?" She broke the silence that sat between them. Wolf looked down at his neck seeing what Zecora was looking at.

"Oh this? Well, I got it from-"

There was a loud clap of thunder and flash of lightning outside. The lights in the Carousel Boutique went out leaving all the party guests in darkness. Everyone started complaining. "Blasted STORM!" Some were shouting, others were bumping into each other. There was a loud scream heard throughout the Boutique. Then there was silence. There was another clap of thunder. "What the hay!" Ponies began to panic. Another flash of lighting.

A voice rose over the crowd,"Every one just calm down, please." It was Rarity. "I'm sure I can fix this. I need to get to the fuze box." She was about to make her way to the back door when a warm scaly hand stopped her. "Spike I need to get to that fuze box!"

"Rarity, there's a lightning storm outside. You can't just-" there was another flash if lightning as the thunder began to roar even louder. Rarity then clung onto Spike's arm. The crowd became more restless as the sound of thunder grew louder.

All at once the thunder stopped, but the sound of heavy rain echoed through the room. The room grew silent. A small orange light could be seen through one of the windows. It was an lantern, but who was carrying it? There was another flash of lightning which struck right next to the lantern. The sound of the electricity was audible. The light illuminated the street outside, revealing the one holding the lantern.

It was a tall, really tall, dark figure, but he was only seen for a second in the light of the lightning flash. Then the lantern was the only thing visible again. "Who was that?" a voice called out.

Then there was another flash. The lightning struck the lantern, electrocuting the tall figure holding it. His body lit up with the electrical power surging through him. His black mane that covered his face, shot up, but while all this was happening, the figure didn't even flinch.

After the lightning had passed through him into the ground, there was darkness. The lantern he held was destroyed by the lightning. But then, a lower set of lights shown through the window. A pair of yellow, glowing eyes sat there for what seemed like forever. The crowd began to back away from the window. A loud grunt was heard from outside on top of the pouring rain. "What's he-"

CRASH.

The window exploded into tiny pieces and shards of broken glass. The thunder started again as the glass hit the floor where the crowd had once stood. Every one began to panic. Spike held Rarity close as she screamed. The pair of yellow eyes still sat outside in the darkness. Spike couldn't help but stare. Those eyes were filled with anger, hate, and suffering. And just as they had mysteriously appeared, they closed, vanishing into the night.

*****

After they had all sat in the dark for the longest time. The lights suddenly came on.

The whole Boutique was a mess. Costumes were torn. Ponies were injured, some by the chaos of the crowd, and others by the glass of the shattered window.

Zecora looked around the room taking in what had just happened. Then she realized,"Wolf? Wolf?!" He was gone. Zecora sat down where she stood, frustrated and stressed by the situation. She looked down at the ground breathing heavily trying to calm down. In the corner of her eye, she noticed a shimmer of gold. Zecora turned to the source of the light. It was Wolf's necklace. Wherever he was, he must have dropped it. She picked it up and studied it carefully.

Flash was poised in a stance in front of Twilight to protect her. When he saw that there was no danger he turned back to Twilight who jumped at him with an unexpected hug. When she finished she looked over to where the window had shattered. She could see an object in the center of the floor. She nudged Flash and pointed to the object. He nodded and went to investigate.

Flash looked at it and then picked it up. "It's a brick, with a note." Twilight walked over to him. "Here." He handed the brick to her. She unwrapped the note from the brick with her magic an held the note up so she could read it.

"It says, 'I am watching you.' What? Who would do this? More importantly, why?" Rarity was listening. "Why throw this through the Boutique's window?"

Flash thought for a moment,"Was it intended for the owner of the Carousel Boutique?" Rarity could feel her heart pounding at this question. Was some one threatening her? Who, and why?

Rarity spoke up,"Why would anypony threaten me, like this?!" She began to cry. She was afraid. Some one had attacked her home, disrupting the party in the process. "What if they come back?!" Spike put an arm around her shoulder as she began yo tear up. Rarity buried her face in Spikes shoulder begging for peace in her mind. Spike held onto her, trying to comfort her.

Twilight walked over to her friend. "Hey, it'll be okay. We'll find out who did this." Rarity sniffled as she tried to wipe her tears away. "We can find another place for you to stay while we sort things out."

"Thank you Twilight." Rarity managed to stop crying. "Where would I stay though?" Twilight thought for a moment, then she looked up at Spike who was still holding Rarity close.

"Spike! I'm sure there is plenty of room at the library for Rarity to stay. Am I correct?" Spike didn't know what to say.

"Yeah, well, uh..."

"Excellent. Rarity you can stay at the library." Spike gave Twilight an angry look. "For only a few days of course." Spike was a little embarrassed that Twilight had called him out like that. Yes there was room at the library, but Spike was nervous about Rarity being there. He wasn't sure why, it just felt wrong, almost as if Rarity was being forced to stay with him by Twilight. It just felt wrong, but Spike didn't want to be rude. He looked down at Rarity.

"Alright, but I have to pack a few things." She smiled weakly up at Spike and then headed upstairs.

Spike turned to the crowd. "Alright everypony. I guess this party is over." Without question, or hesitation, the crowd turned towards the door and left one by one. Spike watched as they ran through the rain trying to get home as quickly as possible. Although, a certain aquamarine colored unicorn stayed behind. She looked upset as she came up to Spike. "What is it Lyra?"

"I can't find Bon Bon, anywhere." Lyra seemed like she was about to cry. Spike was tired of crying, he'd heard enough crying for one night.

"When did you last see her?" Lyra thought for a moment on Spikes question.

"When we were dancing together, just before, the lights went out." A small tear rolled down Lyra's cheek. "Where could she be?"

*****

"Hey Spike." Flash sat down next to Spike who was waiting for Rarity. "I notified the police about the incident. I helped them file a missing pony's report for Bon Bon. I also asked them to keep you and Twilight informed about any progress in the case. It's a shame the party had to end like this. It was, enjoyable, while it lasted." Spike chuckled in his head.

"Bet you had fun dancing with Princess Twilight." Spike grinned.

"And what do you mean by that?" Flash began to tense up as he broke out into a cold sweat.

"Oh nothing," Spike said sarcastically. This time he laughed under his breath.

"Agh, Spike?" Spike turned his head towards Flash. "From one guy to another, is it that obvious?" Spike smiled, trying not to laugh.

"You have a crush on my 'sister' Twilight."

"SHHHH" Flash practically flipped in his seat. Spike rolled his eyes.

"Alright, alright. Your secret is safe with me." Flash was surprised.

"Really?"

"Yeah sure. But..." Spike leaned in close to Flash. "...just remember, if you ever break her heart, or hurt my 'sister' in any way, I will lock you in a cage and set you on fire while I enjoy chowing down on a big old bucket of gems. Do I make myself clear?" Flash nodded. "Good! No pressure though." He smiled at flash and leaned back against the wall. Twilight walked up just then.

"Oh Spike, I forgot to tell you earlier. I hired an assistant for you in the library. He probably won't arrive until tomorrow morning." Spike raised his eyebrow to this.

"Do I really need to pay for an assistant. You know I'm capable of handling the library on my own, right?" Twilight sighed.

"Yes, I know you can, but who's going to run the library when you're sick or out of town? And you're not paying him. He's getting payment from the ones who actually own the library. Do try and be nice to him, he's been through a lot."

"So this is a pity job he's getting?" Twilight gave Spike the look again.

"Yes, so deal with it."

"Fine, alright." Spike groaned.

"Good. All right then. Flash, we'd better get going if we want to catch the train back to Canterlot." The two exited the Boutique, walking past the few police ponies that stood out side talking to some witnesses. It was still raining. Spike sighed, wondering what was taking Rarity so long.

"Spike?" Spike looked up to see Rarity walking down the stairs carrying only a few bags. She had washed out the highlights in her mane and removed her costume. She looked once again like the goddess Spike had remembered. Her beautiful silk-like purple mane was back in its natural curl. But, Spike reminded himself, that Rarity was only staying at his house as a guest and nothing more. "Spike. I'm all ready to go." Spike sighed as he picked up Rarity's bags and headed for the door. He shielded Rarity from the rain with one of his wings.

*****

Spike woke up. It was still dark outside, but the storm was raging on. He looked at the clock on the wall. It was midnight. He groaned trying to go back to bed. There was a knock at the door. Spike began to think in his head,'If it's that stupid assistant just arriving, so help me I'm gonna...' He opened the door. It was Rarity.

"Sorry to wake you Spike, but I couldn't sleep through the storm." Spike gave a weak smile. He was still tired. "I know this might be a strange question, but..." Spike raised his brow waiting for the answer. "...could I possible, uh, sleep with you?" Spike's eyes grew large at this question."Oh! Not like that! I mean, just, I don't want to be alone, and-"

Spike stopped her from mumbling. "Don't worry. I understand." He gave another weak smile before opening the door for her.

"Thank you." She waited for Spike to get in the bed first, then she wiggled in under the sheets facing away from him. Spike stared at the ceiling, trying to fall asleep. Rarity had already fallen asleep. He could hear her breathing slowly and calmly in a sort of rhythm. Suddenly Rarity had turned in her sleep. She latched on to Spike's arm holding it tightly. Spike felt her warm soft fur on his arm. It gave him chills. He looked down at Rarity who was slightly smiling in her sleep. Spike looked back up to the ceiling. his mind pondered on the events that happened that night. Who would attack Rarity, and why? What happened to Bon Bon? Spike's head began to hurt from all the unsolved questions. He felt his eyes getting heavy. The sound of the rain and thunder began to die down under the sound of his own breathing. He slowly drifted back to sleep next to the mare of his dreams.