Delta's Days.

"So do your kind need sleep?" Starswirl had been asking me questions for what felt like hours, though it was probably closer to just above half an hour. Meanwhile the research pony was being detained and being put under investigation. I was supposed to be having a meeting with the other pony princess later, something about her being a night person. Have a I mentioned how ridiculous this is? No? Well this is absolutely absurd, there are a total of three different races, one of them has a horns, one has wings, and the other has nothing other than the ability to farm well and some extra strength. Then there is the whole two princesses who are called 'alicorns' that possess all three traits and are believed to have extended lifetimes. Starswirl places it somewhere near twice a normal ponies lifetime.

I was sitting there with Starswirl, pretty much oblivious to the world. "Delta?" He waved a hoof in-front of my face. I shook my head from left to right a little. "So your kind don't need sleep?!" Ugh. Should have payed more attention. I grabbed the new piece of paper and quill and then began to form a response.

+My kind do need sleep, I think we need about 8 hours of sleep a night.+ He nodded his head a little. We were back in the garden that had the fountain. He said something along the lines of 'If you get damaged again, I want you to be able to get healed as quickly as possible.'

"That is what we hypothesize ponies need. No studies have been done on it yet though." I sat there, fidgeting a little. It feels odd. Being able to think clearly and independently again I mean. I still felt that nagging feeling that I should find Eleanor, but that is obviously not going to be happening anytime soon. New memories were constantly surfacing. One was of my child hood. New York city I think it was called. Another was the time when Sofia Lamb hypnotized me and forced me to-

"So what did you do for a living where you're from?" I snapped back to attention. I blinked a few times. What did I do for a living? Do I tell him about my job protecting Eleanor, or do I tell him about how I helped build Rapture...that's new. I began to write on the piece of paper, stopping only to re-wet the quill.

+I had two jobs, one was to protect Eleanor, my little girl. The other was to help build a massive underwater city that housed some of the greatest minds in my peoples generation and before it. The person who was in charge of this project, and chief funder was named Andrew Ryan. He believed that a man is entitled to the sweat of their own brow and that they should not have to share it with anyone. He read that, and was silent for a little while, occasionally blinking.

"What-what were you views on such things?" Now that was a question I would have really rather avoided.

+At the time, I had very few things on my mind. The one and only constant I had there was to protect Eleanor at all costs. Writing with a quill is really difficult. It was taking me minutes to write out just one sentence, my large encumbered hands weren't helping either.

"So you didn't really have a view on socioeconomic policies?"

+The word that was second from the last there, yeah...I don't even know how to spell that.

"...Well that's okay I guess. I take it you don't really know much about your culture?" I nodded again. "What exactly made it so that you would be so... single-minded?

+From what little I know, pheromones, genetic splicing and extensive bodily surgeries. His eyes widened a bit.

"Surgeries?! Most surgeries that are done these days have an incredibly low chance of actually working, one out of every 3 ponies that have a surgery die because of it!" Now that surprised me, I would have thought that with the whole magic thing they wouldn't even really need it.

+But what about magic? Can't you just remove the problem magically?+

"Magic, while incredibly useful is very...under developed right now. You see, only recently have we actually gotten some structure back in our world. A very powerful being called Discord ruled the world for quite some time, and as you could probably guess by his name, he despised structure. This made it very difficult to study anything, let alone actually learn." He paused for a moment. "There are ponies like myself that had dedicated our lives to making new spells, that is actually my natural born talent." He began to smile quite broadly. "The ability to make, and use nearly any type of spell. Talking about that, I have been thinking of delving into Chronomancy..." As soon as he finished saying that word a light brown coated pony with dark brown hair and an hour glass tattoo on its fur on its flank walked up to us.

"Nope, nothing in that. It is definitely not worth your time." He then trotted off.

+Who was that?+

"I have no idea." He had a bemused look on his face. Well that was weird. Starswirl noticed the setting sun. "Well, it looks like you're going to be seeing Princess Luna quite soon. Not many ponies get that honor."

+Well, I'm not a pony.+

"What are you then?" A good question really.

+To be honest, I don't think I could really be considered a member of the species that I came from anymore. We are called humans.+

"Never heard of that, though I suppose that would make sense seeing as how ponies, griffons, zebras and Minotaurs are the mentally superior races here." Heh, four dominant races, surely this would lead to some kind of mass world war. A random thought crossed my mind.

+How old are your princesses?+ His face went blank for a moment, and then he sighed, frowned and got up.

"I was kind of hoping you wouldn't ask that... Princess Celestia is currently twenty two and quite close to turning twenty three." So what, from what I remember of my world a lot of kings and queens began their rule at anywhere in between ten and that age. "Princess luna is barely eighteen...and quite childish..." Pfft, how childish could the ruler of a continent be?

*Meanwhile*

The night guards posted outside Princess Luna's room shifted about nervously. She was going to be waking up soon, and thus far not one of her guards had been forced by her to...play with her yet. They heard a deep yawn, and gulped. They looked to each other...and ran. The one that was on the left side of the door yelled out. "Everypony for themselves!" Luna burst out of the door, her hooves guiding her towards the yell. The night guard looked behind him and noticed the dark colored alicorn quickly gaining on him, a predatory look in her eyes. He began to put as much power into his strides as he could. But as hard as he tried, he inevitably was tackled down to the ground.

He turned his head so as to view the face of the beaming princess. "You're it!" She hopped off of him and ran down the hall in the opposite direction. He felt a smile touch his lips.

"I love my job."

*Back to Delta and Starswirl.*

"Everypony for themselves!" We both looked in the direction of the shout. I turned towards him and he simply shrugged.

"Do you want to go check it out?" Now I shrugged.

+I guess, does this kind of thing happen often?+

He looked at me with some very sad eyes, though they were a playful sad. "You have no idea." He got up from the bench, it was odd how they sat, just throwing their butt right on it. "Well come on, lets go see Princess Luna." We strolled towards the noise, not going at a faster pace due to the seeming regularity of such occurrences. We reached an open door, the room itself seemed unnaturally dark. We didn't see anyone along our way, so we just kept heading forward. We had reached the room where Celestia had thrown me around like a rag-doll, I could tell it was this room because the ceiling had an impact spot on it in the shape of my body.

We saw a guard pony, though it was in a dark colored armor instead of the usual golden colored armor. He stopped in front of us. "Run! Run before she finds you!" Who was she. I looked down towards Starswirl, he was laughing.

"So that's what is going on." I tilted my head to the left. "Princess Luna enjoys games. She believes that the night time is a time for festivities and games, and it is because of this belief that she does her best to encourage such actions. It is a lot of fun." His smile got a bit bigger. "How far behind you was she?" The guard neglected to respond and instead headed for the hills. "Huh, that's odd, normally I get quite a bit of respect around here."

Then from behind us, a cheery, young, and surprisingly feminine voice sounded out. "Yes, you do. But I think it is because I'm here." Starswirl turned around really quickly, whereas I turned slowly. This turned out to be a mistake as I was tackled by the pony behind us. She had a dark blue coat, with a lighter shade of blue for her mane and tail. On here flank was a crescent moon.

She suddenly yelled out. "You're it!" She then took to the air, she was like Celestia, a horn and wings. By my guess that means she is Princess Luna. I turned towards Starswirl, only to see that he was no longer there...traitor.