Interview with an Immortal

So, you appear to have many affiliations with royalty on a regular basis. What about your first sixty or so years, before your ability became renowned?

     Well, I guess you could say I did find some pony I could fall in love with and stay with.

And who was that?

      Princess Luna, ruler of the night. She had been flying through Cloudsdale on business, when she had sprained a muscle in her wing and fallen. I saw her from my perch high above the city, and dove down as fast as I could. I had broken the sound barrier moments before I caught her, creating a massive explosion of colour.

     She looked up into my eyes as I held her. "Are you alright, your majesty?"

     "Yes. We-- I-- am alright. Thank you."

     I set her back on her hooves when she looked back at me. "Your eyes... They speak volumes. Your body is so young.. But your eyes are much older."

      I frowned slightly. Was she going to realise, too, my problem, and then give me sympathy? I didn't know yet.

     "Pray tell, what is your name, good pegasus?" She asked of me.

     "Captain Storm Dash of the Wonderbolts," I replied.

     "How old are you?"

      "Thirty-two," I lied.

      She could sense something in me. I was subconsciously doing my best to show her I was lying. "Do not lie to me, Captain. How old are you?"

     Given that we were in public and I was having to raise my voice slightly so she could hear me, I didn't want everyone around me to hear what I was going to say and look at me like a freak. I leaned forward into her ear and whispered, "Eighty-three and half."

     She looked shocked at first. "Let us go to my hotel room. I wish to speak with you more on this."

     I obliged and followed her to her room at the Lucky Dragon Inn. I climbed up I after her to the penthouse and entered after her. She sat down on the sofa and bade me to join her.

     "Tell me, Captain, how is it you look so youthful?"

     "In all honesty, your majesty, " I began. "I am a fixed point in time. I didn't die on the day and at the time I was supposed to, according to the universe, so now I am not allowed to die at all. I will "die" from wounds and poison and such, but every time, I am brought back by some unknown force and my body heals itself."

     "I see. I take it you are quite a..." She paused, acting as though it was a touchy subject. "A lonely stallion."

     I sighed. "Indeed, I am. I had many sweethearts, and was a lover like no other, and even married once. But when I realised that I couldn't die, I vowed never to marry another mortal mare. That didn't mean I didn't have my way with a fair few, if you catch my drift, but never would I propose. You, Celestia, Twilight and Cadance are the only other immortals I know of. Cadence is married, Twilight lives far from here, and you and Celestia have to raise the sun and moon. You are always taxed and besides, you're royalty. I'm a Pegasus, a ruffian who loves nothing more than freedom, and one who has seen more pain than any mortal could imagine. I've given up trying to find anybody, to be honest. I just--"

     She cut me off with the most pleasant surprise ever. She had grabbed me by the cheeks, pulled me forward, and locked her lips with my mine. I was going to simply melt into her, when I remembered that I was the male and I should take dominance. So I did. I added a bit more force into the kiss as our tongues danced together.

     When we finally parted, she said, "I would love to fill the void in your life, if only you would fill mine." I nodded.

     Then, things got heated. She sort of opened her self up, and I obliged.

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     It was about two in the morning when we finally came up for air. Luna struck me as a hard ride. She rode me pretty hard, too. Then she told me that with being the princess of the night, you get dominion over the many rituals of the night, lovemaking being one of them. That explained a lot.

     We had gone for about seven hours, taken a break, then tried another position. She eventually gave up after about twelve hours, but I kept going. When I saw she couldn't take it anymore, I let up. I could have kept going. Not like I need to sleep or anything.

     I finally saw it. This was it. This was the mare I could be with forever. I actually succeeded in not only finding the perfect one, but allowing her to find me. I could be with her. Forever.

      But it would be short-lived after two years. Society would try to put us to shame, because although we both were good ponies and well known, I was no royal figure, and her sister was overly protective.

     After we were forced to break up, I vowed revenge against Celestia. I hated her, and I still do. She would pay for this act against love, the f*cking hypocrite. She would pay somehow.

So, I take it you and Celestia are at odds with each other?

      "At odds?" That doesn't begin to describe it. I hate her guts. Even now, four-hundred something years after Luna and I were split up, I still am holding a grudge. But it's not as big. Now that I'm married.

And who is your spouse?

     You know that filly I told you about that was the daughter of Sombra? Well, turns out she was only a year younger than me, and I was right. She was an alicorn. That was a stump of a broken horn I saw on her forehead, hidden by her mane. It's hardly visible now, it was shaved down so that it wouldn't be a bother, but she can still use it. She still has magic, just that her spells take less time to cast.

     Her name is Amelia. Amelia Cross. Well, now it's Amelia Dash since she had it changed, but you get the picture.

So, how did you two meet up again?

     I was feeling down, and I saw that I had gone through another generation of friends who were all dying out, so I wanted to see if maybe I was right and maybe she was still alive. So, I looked her up in the archives with Luna's permission. What I found was a relief. She was still alive, and actually lived only about half a mile from my estate. I sought her out, and when she looked at me, she couldn't believe her eyes. All these years, she thought her savior was dead. That he had died out on a battlefield and that was the last she would ever see of him.

     In a way, she was right. I did die. I died physically, and I died inside. I thought my life was over. And then I saw it wasn't.

     So she opens her door and falls to her haunches. I lower myself to her level and put a hoof on her cheek. "Hey," I said. "Haven't forgotten about me, now have you?"

     "Of course not, Storm Dash. I would never forget about you."

     "You know, you act like you've seen a ghost, but you'd think with someone as famous as I am, you'd at least know I'm alive!"

      "I am not truly connected to the outside world. I simply go out every once in a while to fetch food and necessities. Otherwise, I live alone. I've had several stallions whom I've gotten to know very well make attempt at courting me, but I always turn them down. You see, Storm Dash, ever since that day, when I thought you had died, I felt empty. I could never stop thinking about you, your kind smile, your soft but strong tone, your firm grip... Your warm fur...

     "I was attracted to you, Captain. I will be honest. I felt something for you. You were the first kind soul I had come to meet for ages. My mother was simply there to comfort me when my father's beatings got out of hoof. She still loved and cared about him more than me, and most of the time took his side, but she would sympathise  with me on occasion because she was afraid of him as well.

     "On nights when he got drunk, he'd abuse her and force her to have intercourse with him, and then he'd beat me, and she would come into my room afterwards, smelling of sweat and sex and alcohol, and she would try comforting me. On occasion, I would run away to a friend's home, but once my father discovered where I was and who I was with, he would have them tortured to death, raped if they were female, and then executed.

    "Sombra was a stallion who deserved his fate which you delivered. I was grateful for that, and I have always felt I owed you. And yet, I had this feeling for you, and I wanted you, despite knowing I had done not a thing for you in return for your actions. I wanted you so badly... To comfort me when I felt alone... And to this day I still want you... I never wanted you to die.... I had only known you for a brief twenty minutes before you were slain before my eyes. I killed your murderer, and I wept at your body. But a group of soldiers came and separated me from you.

     "I was taken prisoner, seen as one of Sombra's followers, given that I was kin. I was tried for treason against the Empire. However, I was found innocent on the grounds that I, too, was a victim of Sombra's tyranny. I knew what the "punishment" would have been had they seen me as guilty, and that could only be death. I would have loved to have died if it meant I was to be with you in the next world.

     "However, I did not die, and so I saw that as a sign to keep on with my life, hoping that maybe you hadn't died. Up until now, I was convinced I was only lying to myself to keep my withering sanity together."

     The mare's words stunned me. I sat there in shock for a moment before leaning forward and kissing her.

     "Amelia... You don't have to wait anymore. I'm here now. I'm alive. I will be forever. I will never leave you... Because I don't have a choice. And even if I did, I wouldn't. I would stay. Because... Amelia Cross..."

    I paused for a brief moment, considering my choices, my words, before saying what I would.

    "I am in love with you. I have been since the day I met you and the day I died. I never got the chance to talk to you again because I could never find you. And when I realised my inability to perish, I had thought that it would have never worked out, and that by now, at the age of one hundred-seventeen, you would have been long dead by now. I thought that you would have been out of my reach and gone forever and that I would never be able to tell you my feelings for you. How beautiful you were to me... The day I met you.. And today... And how beautiful you will be forever. Now, I don't give a damn about how you choose to react to what I have said, because it wouldn't matter much to me so long as you were happy, but please, Amelia... Stay with me... I've been alone for too long..."

     I hugged her tight. She hugged back with equal force. Let's take it slow, I thought. I wanted this to last. I didn't want to rush it. I take things at my own pace. And I like to go slow with relationships.

     That's when she said the gut-wrenching words that I was waiting for.

     Her mouth opened slightly and she whispered gently into my ear, "Storm Dash... I am in love with you too."

     There we go. This mare has made my day.