Peace Comes With the Cost of Death

SaberStar woke to hushed voices. Crystal nurses were gathered around him, as well as Dash and Vinyl. Saber's head was pounding. He tried to sit up but his head pounded more viciously. He grimaced in pain and settled back down.

"Saber! Thank god you're alright! What happened?" Dash exclaimed, and a set cyan wings enveloped him. The black Pegasus cracked an eye open and light flooded into his vision. He was in his room, with the others as well.

"I remember the Angel grabbing my wing, and then falling."

"You're lucky to be alive." The Doctor replied, face grim.

"Why?"

"Did I ever tell you what an Angel does to kill you? It misplaces you in time, or, breaks your neck."

"That's nice and happy." Saber said sarcastically. He managed to sit up and get out of bed. Vinyl still looked nervous, but more like  she was going to be discovered for a crime, not like she was going to be killed. Pinkie Pie was jumping up and down.

"You know what this calls for? A party!" She suggested happily. Saber smiled weakly. He wasn't much for parties, but this would be alright.

It was about 9:00 when it started. No occasion, just for fun. Music blared from the restaurant it was going to be held in. Saber walked in, Dash at his side. Saber could barely hear over the loud music. Many mares tried to approach him, but he retreated to the shadows before they could say anything. Only one managed to corner him.

"So I hear you're an ice-cold stallion," Said a navy blue mare with a stark white mane, "But you're just a big sweetheart on the inside I bet." Saber looked around nervously, spread his huge wings and shot up, landing on the catwalks up near the ceiling. He landed down near Dash and wiped his brow.

It went on for about an hour or two when a earsplitting shriek tore through the air. The music stopped. Loud thumping could be heard from every corner of the building. Saber pushed past other ponies and poked his head outside. Metal stallions marched in perfect unison down the street.

"We are the Cybercolts. You are all feeling fear. We will take away fear and pain." They said in a metallic voice. The crew present at the party cursed and started to usher everypony out the back doors. Saber glanced at Dash and the message was clear. Go. I'll hold them off. Get the others out of here. He stepped out into the moonlight, spread his wings and gave a gigantic flap downwards. He shot into the air and glided towards the castle.

When he got there, he told the guards to raise the alarm.

"Any sign of metal or sound of them, run and warn every soul in the city."

Saber galloped towards his room and outfitted himself in his war armor and a cloak. His armor was designed for light yet destructive attacks. No plume. He flew silently outside above the metal phalanx. Landing on a low building, he surveyed the Cybercolts. They seemed to be taking ponies out of the city. Saber couldn't let them do that. He jumped of the building and landed in front of them.

"You are unauthorized. You shall be converted." One said.

"Not today."

The Cybercolt fell to the ground, its front arms missing. Saber had cut through the weak spots at the juncture between the shoulder and body.

"Take that as a warning." He said, glaring at the huge stallions.

"We do not obey."

The next Cybercolt toppled over.

"Want to try that again?" Saber asked, freeing the prisoners. "Run," He commanded to the terrified ponies. The Cybercolts decided it would be best to commence a tactical retreat, so they did.

When Saber returned to the castle, Dash cheered and hugged him

"I knew you'd come back!" She exclaimed, kissing him on the cheek. The warrior smiled weakly and put his wing around her. They're moment of victory was short lived however, when the doors shattered and about fifty Cybercolts marched in.

"Get behind me," Saber told the others. The Doctor, Adamant, and Lunar all stood with him, spears at the ready. Saber charged the Cybercolts and a flash of white sent him hurtling backwards. Vision slowly fading, he saw the world n front of him dissolving and then reappearing. It looked different. A stark white Pegasus mare with a short yet flowing purple mane was kneeling down by his side, concern filling her eyes.