When Scars Heal

by gelorum

Rating: teen
Tags: Sad, Other, Nightmare Moon, Lyra, Romance, Original Character, Comedy, Scootaloo, Adventure, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Human
Length: 40808

The story of a human abomination(Not the marvel character) being sent to Equestria

Chapters are corrected, your patience is appreciated. Thank you.

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Jordan Straw. A generally normal name, unless you work for the syntax corporation, then it is the name of an abomination.

"To say I am normal would be like saying that black people don't like peanut butter and honey sandwiches. Which I do by the way. Though Iv'e been called an abomination by most who have heard of me, I try not to let it bother me lest it become another painful headache causing memory, but sometimes I can take it. Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever get to return to a life where I could just sit and play Minecraft and drink Dr. Pepper, or belt out songs with all my heart without fear being caught and destroyed, or worse kept alive and turned into a machine. And then sometimes....sometimes I wonder if Things will be this way forever, with never a safe house in sight(No rest for the wicked, or so I'm told.) and never a breath of fresh air unnacounted for. My name is Jordan Straw, and this is the story of how my life would take a rollercoaster ride all the way to hell(Litterally) and back, and how wishes can suddenly become nightmares.

Ponies belong to all respective owners,
Refrence to other Pony UGC is property of it's respective owners.
Reference to any non pony related things is still property of its respective owners

Published 2012-03-31 01:54:02 UTC
Last updated 2014-11-13 06:29:17 UTC

Headache.

"Ugh my head" I said waking up from what felt like a pile of bricks, as two blunt objects connected with my head.

"OOOOWWW" I screamed. What the heck was that for,I'm sure that nothing hits that hard, geez louize I think you nearly cracked my skull open ow"

"Well yah sure are bleedin, but yah'd be wrong bout that there statement"

My eyes instantly widened to the size of saucers at the voice I was hearing, somber yet aged and southern accent to boot, I knew that voice well.

"Heh well ..ain't that.. somethin else" I said as my vision began to blur for the first time today.

"No... Falling asleep" I said before I passed out.

"Oh great how long have I been out?... Open your eyes idiot!” I thought to myself. I sat up and instantly regretted it as I got dizzy.

"Wow what a bad idea that was" I said eventually shaking out the last bit of vertigo from my head.

"Well I did hit yah a might hard back there." Someone said. I looked towards the voice and found an orange pony, wearing a brown stetson, with emerald eyes.

“Please tell me I’m dreaming, please tell me that I am not talking to a purple dragon with green scales named spike,along with the elements of harmony, in Fluttershy's spare room and I’m guessing that Twilight levitated me here, please tell me I’m dreaming."

After about five minutes of no one talking I turned my head to see the girls all looking dumbfounded with loosened jaws.

"What?" I said.

"How..H..How did you know it was my cottage?"

“Because of the decorations, and the smell.”

"How do you know about the elements?" Said Twilight.

“Its kind of what you guys are famous for.”

"How did you know my name!?" Spike's turn.

“You’ve been Twilights assistant for years now, not to mention she’s raising you.”

"Are you a Spy, you’re a spy aren’t you ?" Rainbow Dash.

“No, no I’m not.”

"Are you alright, I'm mighty sorry for buckin ya earlier?" AJ.

“Why did you do that in the first place?”

“Well you kinda fell from the sky and interrupted our picnic, when we checked to see what fell you were getting up, it scared me so I spun around and bucked.”

“Okie Dokie.”

"Do you like parties?" Its Pinkie

“No I don’t like parties.” Everyone gasped and backed away from Pnkie as her hair began to flatten, I walked over picked her up, and stared right into her bright blue eyes and said.

“I love parties!” Everyone let out a sigh of relief and Pinkie’s hair became poofy again.

"Why are you’re clothes so.. so.. Mismatched?" Rarity

that last question got me, I loved the red and black plaid hoodie my grandma made me and don't even get me started on my jump jeans Amy made me for my birthday last year.

"Hold on a second. I said . My clothes match?"

"Whatever are you talking about of course not!" She said

I pointed at my jeans.

"I see, but they don’t match you’re.." Rarity began, only to be cut off by Twilight.

"How do you know the Princess?" She asked obviously because I had luna printed in sharpie on my jeans.

"Because. Now as i I was saying, my clothes do match but if you want I can change them." I said, hoping to keep Rarity from chasing me with scissors.

"I would appreciate it yes." I now knew why she was generosity, and not kindness.

I began to strip my torso and folded the clothes in a pile.

"M..Ma..May I feel your coat, um I mean if thats alright with you?"

"Sure Fluttershy." I said as I sat down so she could more easily access my bared torso.

As she began to walk closer Rainbow dash suddenly intercepted her.

"Wait a minute,hold it what if he's a spy!"

"Dash I already told you that I am not but if you get some rope, I will let you to tie my hands behind my back!" I said beginning to get irritated.

"Really you'd do that?"

"Yes, yes I would."

"Good thing AppleJack Brought her lasso, Tie him up for me AJ!”

"Sorry For doin this to ya um...Gwrrsh fut yur num any way?"

"Name's Jordan."

I heard a gasp from AppleJack. "What happened to you’re back?"

I laid down on my side so I could be comfortable while Fluttershy felt my skin and the others looked at my back.

"It looks like you have been beat with a whip numerous times over. said Twilight.

"Nah just got shocked a lot, I said not wanting to go into detail, needless to say it was pretty painful.”

About then Fluttershy began to touch my chest, her hooves gentle, calming and warm to the touch, giving me the urge to purr, not very manly. But hey it felt wonderful!

" Uh..Um, are you alright Jordan?" Fluttershy asked, she was blushing.

"Mmmm... you’r just so warm, and gentle, it feels really good on my skin, but if it makes you uncomfortable I will keep from purring."

"Whether it makes her uncomfortable or not stop purring you’re creeping me out!" said Rainbow Dash.

"Rainbow You could try being a little bit nicer don't you think?" was Twi's interjection.

"No he might be a spy, and spies get no special treatment from me!" She was starting to irritate me.

"Dash what do you consider a spy to be?"

"Someone who isn't loyal." She said.

"Well then I am not a spy, yes I know much of your world. But I am not disloyal nor will I ever be, you want me to prove it I will, but otherwise you' just have to trust me."

"Grrr.. Ugh Fine you win!" she said.

" I didn't win anything I simply applied AppleJack's element, I was simply being honest."

"Yall' learned that from me?" Applejack asked in disbelief.

"Truthfully no I didn't, I learned that growing up from my grandma, you just hammered the point further."

"Oh." Applejack said sounding let down a little.

"So darling are you ever going to change your clothes or not? Fluttershy be a dear and stop playing with his coat." said Rarity

“Oh..Okay." she said as she quickly stopped moving her hoof along my chest and backed up to sit by Pinkie Pie..

"Rainbow Is it alright if AJ unties me now please?" I said making sure my tone wasn't gruff.

"Yeah I guess, but Iv'e got my eye on you."

"Wouldn't have it any other way." I said as AJ untied my ropes.

I stood up and shook out the bit of a cramp my arm had gotten from laying on my side while being tied up, then I took my i-List out of my pocket and scrolled down to the dress section in my clothing inventory.

“What is that?” Twilight asked.

“This is called an i-list, it’s like having an entire dimension of storage space in the palm of your hand.“

“How is that even possible, there are so many laws that say its impossible!” She was about to go into rant mode.

“That’s because those laws are based on magic not human science.”

I found the ensemble I wanted and told it to activate, I then proceeded to replace the gadget to my pocket and stand at attention.

Then a bright white light slowly made its way from my waist, to my shoulders then back down to my wrists.

But as fast as it came it left, leaving my torso covered in a fresh undershirt,white button up dress shirt and a cyan blue tie,

"Is this more to your liking Miss Rarity?" Sarcasm evident in my tone.

"Simply wonderful darling, such a good choice of attire for an evening." Of course because ponies do not understand sarcasm.

"Twilight I need to go see the Princess as quickly as possible, I don’t suppose I could write her a letter and have you accompany me to the castle?"

"I suppose so, though the town might take your presence better if we all went to see her together, they might have a heart attack if none of us went with you.”

"Well then ONWARDS & UPWARDS ALONS-Y!"

Are We There Yet?

"So Twilight how far is it to ponyville from here?"

"Oh its about 8 miles from here to towns edge." She said.

“And were just going to walk the entire way?”

"Well unless you have a better plan, yes, yes we are."

If only I had wings, then I wouldn’t have to walk, man my back hurts wonder if I broke something.

“So Twilight, know any road music?” I asked not wanting an entire 8 mile dull trip.

“No sadly, but I prefer not singing anyway.”

“Why, you have a wonderful voice?” I said it was surprising since she was always lead for their theme song.

“No, I know so, now if only Sweetie Bell would realize the same.” I said forgetting I was speaking out loud.

“You know about my sister too?” Rarity asked.

“Yeah and she aint that bad, she just want’s to be like you,instead of herself.” I said hoping she would take the hint.

“Whatever do you mean?” And she is more clueless than I thought.

“I mean it won’t hurt to spend some time getting dirty with her.” I said just wanting a laugh at the inevitable outburst.

“Never, no, I hate dirt, I absolutely despise dirt!” She wailed.

“I know, it was a joke, though you could take her camping.”

“Maybe in the backyard!” She spat

“Sounds like a plan.” I said, man my shoulders are driving me nuts.

“Hey AJ, how long till applebuckin season?” I asked genuinely curious.

“1 month, 3 days, and 17 hours.” She said.

“Think you can get any more specific there AJ?” I said playfully.
“Nope you’d have to get Twi here to do that.”

“I was just kidding, but maybe you’d let me help out in return for crashing you’re picnic?”

“Sounds good to me.” We were now about 6 miles from Ponyville, Man my shoulders are burning.

I pulled out my i-list and got my tablet from it.

“Wanna, hear some human music?” I asked our traveling group in general.

“Why not, we have a long trip ahead of us and I’m excited to learn all I can about humans.” Said Twi.

“Well then, here goes nothing.” I said as I opened up a song.

We continued walking as the song played, moving a little faster than a walk but not fast enough to be jogging.

“That was, nice but you got anything faster on that thing Jordan?” Dash asked

“Prepare to be amazed!” I said as I brought up one to blow her mind with.

“What’s that one called, I really liked it!?” Dashie said.

“It’s called Loyalty.” I said as she jumped in the air and flew back towards the front of the group, whispered to Twi and came back.

“Play it again please!?” she said giving me puppy dog eyes.

“Okay, one more time.” Can’t resist the puppy eyes.

When we finally made the 2 mile mark I had played the same song 12 times.

“Can you play it one more time?” Dashie asked again.

“No I am done playing that song.” I am extremely tired of that song today.

“Oh alright.” She said as I put it away.

“How about a race, last person,pony’s or dragon to Twi’s house loses.”

“Oh you’re on, care to wager anything on the odds?” Dash asked starting to get cocky.
“Sure, I lose and you guys get to ask me all the questions you want for as long as it takes.”

“And if you win?”

“Then someone else buys me some muffins from Derpy.”

“Done.” She said.

“Uh.. um I don’t want to race.” Said Shy.

“You want me to carry you there, you won’t slow me down any I promise”

“Well..al ..alright.” She stuttered I bent down and gently hoisted her onto my back, she wrapped her hooves around my neck and I got into starting position.

“Now no cheating guys, lets play fair.” Said AJ

“Yes ma’am!” I said a little louder than needed, causing Fluttershy to squeak.

“On your mark, get set, gogogogogo!” Pinkie screamed.

We were off as fast as we could go, but after just a little bit Rarity started falling behind.

“Hey Rarity, better keep up or I’ll replace your good fabric with frumpy fabric!” Bad idea.

“Oh it is on!” She yelled as she turned into a speeding white blur.

“Now for phase 2, hey Twilight better catch up or I’ll take your books.”

“Oh no you won’t!” Purple pony is on the move.

“You ready for this Fluttershy?”

“N..n..no.” She squeaked.

“Well hang on tight!” As soon as I said that I thought she was going to choke me, but she loosened just enough and we were off.

“25,...35,....50,...75.” I counted in my head slowly gaining on the others, as they were almost gone when I sped up.

“100,...125....160,..200!” I topped out and was leading next to Dash, and AJ.

“Well hey there farmer.” I said lightly taunting AJ.

“Hey there yourself.” She said with a smile.

“You’re pretty fast, for not being a pony.” Dash said.

“A normal human couldn’t do this, but then again who said I was normal.”

Twilight’s house was coming into view,I needed to act quickly if I wanted to win this, I grabbed Shy’s hooves and slid her around so her stomach was against my chest, and counted till I would need to jump.

“Here we go Shy.” I said as I launched into the air and slipped through the window, the very same one dash goes through on a regular basis, and slammed into a bookshelf toppling books over us, as I had turned mid launch so my back would take impact.

“You won, how did you do that!?” Dash asked.

“Because it was a ground race, had you flown and I never would have came close.”

“Don’t touch my books!” Twilight burst through the door in full flame outburst.

“Never planned on it, It was only a ploy to make you run faster.” Everypony was there by now and we all shared a good laugh for a few minutes.

“Jordan are ya okay?” AJ asked, I had stopped laughing and was crying, not wailing just leaking a lot of water.

“Yeah, just the last time I went that fast, I was running with my daughter for her birthday.”

“What happened?” Shy asked.

“She died right before I came here.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be I will see her again, it will just be a while though.”

“So Pinkie, when is the next train to Canterlot leaving?”

“Tomorrow morning at 6.”

“Really, that early?” I asked in disbelief that trains ran that early, then again I never rode a train on earth so its not like I really knew.

“Yes siree indeedy so.”

“Since thats the case I need a place to spend the night, preferably herer rather than risk being seen in town.”

“Thats fine if you don’t mind sleeping on the floor.” She said just fine with putting me up for the night.

“That happens to be the least of my worries, thank you for hosting me.”

After Everypony left, Twilight tucked spike in his basket and came back downstairs.

“Hey Jordan, I can’t let you sleep on the floor, it bothers me to no end, to have a guest in my home in less comfort than myself.” She said her care for my well being clearly evident.

“What do you propose I do then, you don’t have a spare bedroom?” I didn’t like where this was going.

“Well you could sleep in my bed..” I cut her off.

“but then you would be out of a bed and I would be uncomfortable.”

“With me.” She said.

I had to sit and process what she was saying, sleep in her bed with her, I looked at her and her face was red as could be.

“If it will make you feel better, than I will oblige you.”

We walked up the stairs and I checked on spike, then climbed into the bed and made sure I was on the edge before she climbed in.

“Goodnight Twilight.”

“Goodnight Jordan.”

Well I am not sleeping tonight now,but she sure is, dang she is already asleep and breathing on my neck, it’s going to be a long night.

A/N. Not shipping with Twilight. There will be no shipping for now.

Revelations, With A Side Of Troll.

“Busy are we Jordan?” The old alicorn asked.

“Just thwarting an assassination attempt.” I said with sarcasm.

“”I assume that means the griffins failed?”

“So that’s who it was, and yeah they failed but they sure messed me up.” I told her, remembering they had shot clean through my left arm and embedded the arrow in my collarbone.

“And your arm, can you repair it?”

“Of course, it wasn’t badly damaged, so repairs will be minimal at best. Now I don’t really know, so who are you.”

“My name is Aurora, and I am the creator of this planet, former ruler of Equestria, and... she paused... Your mother.

I fell to my knees, and sat there stunned, “My mother!” I said as the revelation sunk in.

“Yes Jordan, and I am so happy to see that you survived in a different world.” She said.

“Yeah about that, I didn’t survive, I mean until I was 18 yes but not any longer after that.”

“Well thats a nice age to die at I suppose.”

“No for a human that’s horrible as we usually live till our early, to late 80’s!”

“So then how did you get here?” She asked completely straight faced, I know that face.

“You know it’s considered rude to troll your own family, right?”

“Oh fine you caught me, I knew you had died already.”

“So how did I end up here?” I asked somewhat annoyed I had been trolled.

“Oh I just found that I could transport seeds that I had planted back to Equestria, and you appeared when I tried so, here you are.”

“So I didn’t really die, you just shipped me home, right as I died?”

“Yeah pretty much.”

“Well that’s different.” I said.

“You should probably wake up and see if your sisters are okay, try and get Celestia to have some fun as well.” She said as I woke up.

“How is he doctor?” I heard Celestia ask.

“Well other than a fractured collarbone, he’s fine, but he is going to be out cold for a while.” He said, oh this is going to be loads of fun.

I sat up in the bed and started talking.

“So Doc how long did you say I would be out for?” I asked my voice dripping with sarcasm.

He started to stutter and trip over his words, and I barely held my composure.

“How dare you lie to royalty, you could lose your job like that, you know?”

I lost it, and began laughing like a hyena till I had a coughing fit from laughing so hard.

“I’m just kidding Doc, I would have been out longer, but I met Aurora and she made me get up.”

“You met my mother?” Celestia asked surprised.

“Yes I did and she is really nice.”

I looked around to make sure no one else was there, and when I felt it safe I motioned for them to come closer, which they did.

“She said I’m her son.” I said, and the stunned looks they had couldn’t have been more hilarious.

“I trust this is in your patient client privacy code, yes Doc?”

He nodded in understanding,scribbled something on his clipboard, and left with his things in tow.

“You know I could hold court for you one day, to you know give you a break, I mean that is if you want to, Aurora just suggested I get you to take a break?”

“Well I thank you that you care about my well being, and for letting me know that my mother is worried about me as well, but even if I let you hold court you cannot lower the sun, and I always grant the last petitioner the chance to watch me lower it.”

“Then let me try tonight, and if I cannot do it, then I will rest my case, in the meantime can we eat?”

“Sure, you don’t mind if Luna joins us do you?”

“I can’t wait to meet her.” I said my eyes lighting up.

We left for lunch, sadly Luna was still sleeping and didn’t join us, Celestia was curious about what it was like growing up on earth so we decided to talk about it over the meal.

“So what do you want?”

“I want a triple whopper with cheese, bacon, bbq sauce, mayo, ketchup, mustard, onion, with a side of french fries and a large soda.” I said just watching as a confused look grew on Celestia’s face.

I sat there thinking for a second when an idea hit me, “What if i could will it into existence.” I thought. I began to concentrate when I smelt the food that I wanted, as I opened my eyes the food I craved was right in front of me.

“That’s what you wanted?” She asked surprised at the amount of food I could eat when I was starved, “It smells horrible.” She stated, scrunching her face in annoyance.

“Well thats cause its made for my carnivore side, while I am an omnivore I really like meat, and before you go all willy nilly on me, I don’t eat pony meat thats just disgusting.”

“Very well then,I will not hold it against you.” she said seeming somewhat relieved.

“So what kind of job did you have?” she asked wasting no time as she waited for her food.

“I didn’t really have a job, I did things here and there but really I just tried to make sure we stayed alive.”

“We?”

“Oh sure there was a few of us left when I came here, let’s see, there was me, Captain, Josh, and my adopted daughter Amy.”

“Oh and what is she like?”

“Well she used to sit and read for toddlers at the library, oh and boy did she have talent, when it came to your tech you couldn’t find a better person.”

“Why do you say all these things in past tense?”

“Because right before mother shipped me here, she was sent to oblivion.”

“You don’t seem too upset about it?” She said coldly.

“Your wrong its very painful, you just don’t get all mopey after all your blood related family dies, it takes a toll on your emotions, when they all die at your feet one by one and all you can do is watch!”

She stopped eating and just sat there, staring at me like a 12 year old girl who’s just been told her puppy died.

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have raised my voice, I didn’t mean to upset you.” I said as I started sipping my milkshake.

“How did you deal with it, all that pain, the empty void that had to be left?”

“Because My grandparents were amazing people, who taught me how to be a real man rather than some fool. They taught me that life will not stop when you are physically dead, you just pass the chores to someone else.”

“And the void?” She said nearly in tears.

“I packed up my gear, called Captain, went to his house and played pool, then I went on a vendetta.”

“Did you get them the revenge they deserved?”

“No I got captured, that’s when they made me their guinea pig.” I said as I pulled out the i-list and took a scalpel from it, and started stripping the resin off my left arm.

“Doesn’t that hurt?”

“No, My left arm is made of metal and just has a covering that looks like skin so it doesn’t bother most people that see me.”

“So where are you staying at the moment?”

“I slept at Twilight’s house last night, but that’s the last time..oh my goodness, you sure taught her well.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Twilight said she didn’t mind hosting me, if I could sleep on the floor, but as soon as everypony left, she said she couldn’t stand having a guest in her house in less comfort than herself. So I had to sleep in the same bed so she might get some sleep, only to be so creeped out that I couldn’t get any, only to now remember that she had a spare bed, cause she had a sleepover when she first moved there, Celestia you have created a first class troll.”

She had slowly been losing her composure during my rant and right when I finished she fell out of her chair laughing, and rolling on the floor.

“I’m not amused.” I said only causing her laughter to grow till she was coughing from lack of air.

“Oh thank you for that, that has made my day.” She said as she righted herself in her chair and I finished fixing my arm.

I finally got to eat my burger and we finished talking, right about time go back to court.

“You mind if I stay and watch, since I really don’t have anything important to deal with, and should probably try to learn how you hold court if I’m taking it over sometimes?”

“I suppose that would be a good idea, if you truly are determined to relieve me of my post once in awhile.”

We were just about to round the corner near the throne room, when low and behold.

“Auntie!” The white unicorn stallion basically whined.

“Please tell me that’s not who I think it is.”

“Oh yeah that’s him alright.”

“Then this is going to be fun. I said, an evil grin spreading across my face, I stood on the opposite side of Celestia and waited for my nephew, to start bugging her with his rants most likely to be over Rarity not wanting anything to do with him.

“Auntie, we need to talk about the Rarity issue.” Wow this guy has a one track mind.

“Why but Blue blood, whatever issue could you have with me?” I said having hid behind Celestia’s tail long enough to morph into the mare in question.

“Well since you are already here then, would you like to join me in my suite?” He asked giving me the ‘Bedroom eyes’ as they call them.

“I walked up, flicked him with my tail and turned around to begin running and faked hurt.

“You disgusting ruffian! I yelled, Have you not an ounce of decency!” I began sobbing and ran away in dramatics, baiting him for a chase, which he did.

I rounded a corner and waited till he could see me, then teleported back to Celestia.

“That Stallion is going to learn his lesson one way or another.” I said

“I didn’t know you could shapeshift.”

“Jamie Roja’s. She was one of the Humans killed to turn me into a weapon, and the one gifted of the shapeshifting.

“Now onward to court?” She asked.

“Alon-sy!”

We rounded the corner and walked to the doors,the guards swung them open and we strolled to the throne.

“I would tell you to sit but there isn’t a seat.”

“I wasn’t going to sit in view anyway, or can I?” I mused to myself.

I morphed into a tiny puff version of a pony, I was brown with a black mane and tail, then I hopped over and sat right next to Celestia.

“Thats a cute form ‘little’ brother.”

“Not amused sis, not amused.”

“Bring in the first petitioner!”

We sat and listened to many, bring their troubles before the court, from corporate windbags with complaints, to ponies with actual problems, of all shapes and sizes.

When the last pony came he didn’t want to stay, and so I didn’t have worry about being seen.

“You can lower the sun now ‘little’ brother.” She picked.

“Alright I am so not using that form again, I hate being called little.”

She chuckled at my annoyance as I walked over to the balcony, lifted my head and close my eyes to concentrate on the sun.

Somehow I felt the sun become smaller, as if it were a toy to be played with, I poked at it with a finger and it started to move, I kept at it till I had lowered it to the horizon.

“It seems that I can in fact move the sun, eh sis?”

She just glared at me knowing that I had fully proven capable of giving her a break.

“See you at breakfast sis.” I said with a yawn.

“Have you noticed you don’t have a shirt on?”

I froze in my tracks and began to feel around, my shirt was gone, my shoulders weren’t hurting and I was improperly dressed in front of a lady.

“Holy chopsticks!” I shoved my hand in my pocket, ripped out the i-list and found some clothes.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner you troll?”

“I didn’t think it would bother you.”

“Eh whatever goodnight sis.”

“Goodnight Jordan.”

During lunch Celestia had given me a room to stay at in the castle, so I went in to get cleaned up for bed and found it quite nicely furnished, having a king size bed, vintage writing desk, and balcony.

“Now where is the bathroom?” I thought to myself.

I looked around for awhile and still didn’t find any doors, then I saw a small section of the wall littered with gemstones and when I got close to it found that they were arranged to spell a word.

“Oh I am such an idiot.” I said as I read the gemstone sign that said ’Restroom’.

I took out a shaving kit and some scissors and proceeded to clean myself up, when I noticed a pair of light brown wings flapping slightly behind my back.

“Is someone there?” I said as I turned around and looked for the intruder.

Seeing no one present, I looked back to the mirror and turned so that I could see my back, what I found surprised me.

“Well these are new.” I said lightly testing my new found appendages.

I went ahead and shaved and cut my hair, as it was near shoulder length and that was far longer than what I liked.

“Well that’s much better. Guess there is no time like the present to test these babies out.”

I walked to the balcony of my room and spread my wings, I find the feeling hard to describe its like a second pair of arms, but their extremely sensitive and I really don’t know how to explain it any other way than, they feel amazing and just looking at them makes me want to put them to use.

I crouched down close to the floor, then shoved off the balcony and thrust my wings down as hard as possible, gaining quite a bit of distance.

It then occurred to me that I couldn’t stay in the air without adopting a steady pace, so I began to steadily pump my wings at a slow even pace, and found it relatively easy to stay in the air.

“Heh, well since I’m up here let’s see, I always wanted a mountainside view.” I said to myself as I scaled a little further up the mountain, I found a nice flat area with a small treeline and thought it was a perfect spot to sit and sing for a while so I did so.

“Now I know exactly what song I should sing, now the trouble is finding the dumb thing. I should probably organize my song bank.” I said to myself as I pulled out my tablet, put my favorite headphones on and let loose with the song.

Personal chambers of Princess Luna: 7:30 PM.

“Oh goodness why must these royal affairs be so dreadfully grueling?” I said to myself while sifting through the desk full of papers.

“At least I don’t have to hold court tonight, though I think I almost prefer it to the amount of paperwork involved with, finances.”

“I know you’re somewhere out there, somewhere far away.”

“Would whoever is singing please lower thy voice I am trying to balance a budget!”

“I want you back, I want you back.”

“I said be quiet thou loon!”

“My neighbours think I’m crazy, but they don’t understand, you’re all I had, you’re all I had.”

“Who dares to ignore me!?”

“At night when the stars light up my room, I sit by myself.”

“Hast thou no consideration?!”

“Talking to the moon, trying to get to you, in hopes you’re on the other side, talking to me too!”

“Or am I a fool, who sits alone, talking to the moon?”

“Oh I have had quite enough of this.”

I stomped to the balcony and searched for the source of the annoyance.

“I’m feeling like I’m famous, the talk of the town,they say I’ve gone mad, yeah I’ve gone mad.”

“Here I come you fool.”

I figured out the annoyance was coming from somewhere further up the mountain, and flew as quickly as I could to reach the spot where it was.

“But they don’t know what I know, cause when the sun goes down, someone’s talkin back, yeah their talkin back!”

“Aha thou foolish loon, at last I have come to put an end to your annoyances!”

What I saw surprised me to say the least, a human of which I have not seen in ages, stood before me on this ledge belting his heart out in song.

“At night when the stars light up my room, I sit by myself, talkin to the moon.”

His voice was a mix between a tennor, and baritone, his hair as dark as my night itself and he wore a pair of what I recognized as large headphones, Vinyl had once shown me a how a pair would keep all other sounds out, so that the user would not be disturbed while they worked.

“Guards arrest this loon for disturbing the peace.”

My guards appeared on call and arrested him easily, as he didn’t put up a fight, which I found most interesting.

“Now back to work.” I said as my stomach growled.

“Maybe after breakfast.”

Do not sing loudly if you are in public as someone can have you arrested.

This has been a public service announcement courtesy of yours truly.

Not Again!

Authors note. All thoughts will now be represented in Italics.

Canterlot, Dungeon, 12:01 PM.

Wonder if Luna is gonna deal with me, or leave me here and let Celestia deal with me.

“Alright ya loon, the Princess has ordered you appear for judgement.”

Well he sure looks sleepy.

“Let me guess, the other guards made you get up to play escort the prisoner?” I asked trying to be at the very least sympathetic.

“Pretty much, now get movin.”

Guess they have more in common with the army than I thought.

I wonder what the girls are doing, I’m really surprised they wasn’t there when I woke up. Maybe they went home I mean I ain’t anything special to them like they are to each other. But I at the very least expected Fluttershy to stay, but then again the princess’ medical staff is the best so she wouldn’t have any reason to stay. I suppose that I’m just feeling lonely.

“You can stop now, we made it.” The sleepy guard said with a yawn.

“Thanks Phalanx.”

“You know my name?”

“Yup now get some sleep, see ya later.”

“Yeah whatever.”

And thanks for not taking my stuff from me, I’m going to need a hairpin if I want these cuffs off you put on me. Probably used magic barrier cuffs for insurance.

“Enter!” She called from the other side of the double doors, the two guards swung them opened and I walked through.

“Why hast thou disturbed my peaceful night?”

“Was my singing that bad?”

“No you sounded quite nice actually, but that still does not tell me why you were doing so.”

“If you truly must know, It had become a tradition back on earth for me to sing at the moon, same song, same time, every night. I thought tonight would be the last since it no longer made sense to sing that song now that I am here.”

Especially since now I know that I’m related to her.

“So why are you even here on this planet, I thought you were extinct?”

“No we exist on another planet in a different dimension, if you can believe that.”

“Well the last time humans were here, they were a danger to Equestria, so give me one good reason I shouldn’t send you back to where you came from.”

Well this is going south quick, I need to think of something and fast without lying.

“Simple, your public image would crumble.”

“And how is that.”

“The only thing I’ve done wrong, is disturbing the peace, sending me back to earth is a death sentence, that would cause your people to fear you even more and they would be scared to say hello if all it takes to get the death penalty is singing a bit loud.”

Man I hope this works. I thought pouring sweat as she pondered what I had said.

“I see.”

Oh yes, please don’t send me back.

“However, the fact your very existence is a threat to Equestria still remains, and therefore I must send you back.”

Cheese Balls! I am not going back no matter what.

“I hope you can forgive me.” She said as she approached me, her horn radiating power.

“And you I.” I said as I slid the cuffs off and clamped them shut around her ankles.

Yes! Magic inhibiting cuffs for the win. I thought as her horn abruptly darkened.

“What is the meaning of this!”

“I ain’t going back there, and you can’t make me.” I said as I turned and sprinted for the door.

“Guards! Guards!” She yelled the throne room doors burst open and swarms of guards poured in.

Ain’t no stopping me now boys. I thought to myself as I hopped a few guards.

“Halt you prat!” Phalanx yelled.

“Sorry Phalanx, some other time maybe.” I said as I teleported to the other end of the hall, down the stairs and out the door.

Why can’t this ever be easy? I thought as more guards got in to surround me.

I heard some shuffling, the familiar sound of a light switch and more shuffling.

Frag! we must have woke Celestia up.

Before anything else could go wrong, I Jumped up and flew over the guards in my way.

Need to get out of here fast, where’s a sewer drain when you need it?

Split second later, I spotted the manhole.

Praise be. I thought as I flipped it open and dove in.

Alright better get a gas mask out if I want to get out of here without serious lung damage.

I got my mask set right on my face, flipped the flashlights on I had put in it and made my way towards the end of the sewer line..

Along the way I found a small, dirty, grime covered filly laying in the current about fifty yards from the runoff line’s grated end, approaching it rapidly.

It hits going as fast as it is, it’ll plummet of the mountain!

I started sprinting to catch up and got to it a few feet before it slammed into the grate.

Man that was close. It’s still breathing that’s a good sign, but I have to get it to a safe place and get it cleaned up, otherwise the exposure will begin to cause damage I can’t fix.

I picked it up, held it close to my chest, started running and slammed into the grate with my shoulder sending it flying and us into a freefall.

Well I’m glad I got a pair of wings, otherwise this would be a long fall.

During our fall I began to think about where I was going to hide, I didn’t have a place to stay other than the castle and if I bother one of my friends, Luna won’t have a problem finding me.

Guess ‘Woodland survival guide” will come in handy after all, and to think I begged not to read it.

I spread my wings to their full span, started leveling and went into a glide.

I still find the sensation of flight by my own set of wings, to be an indescribable feeling.

We were fast approaching the forest below Canterlot, only a little farther to go until I could set to work making sure this filly, or come to think of it colt, was mending properly.

Allright here we are, time to get you checked out.

I opened a panel on my arm, brought up the medical screen and set to work ordering the nanites I had stored there to scan the young ponies body.

Thank God for our updated tech, otherwise I would have to find a hospital for it.

The scans came back showing a bit of lung corrosion due to prolonged exposure to sewer gas, a broken rib and a dislocated shoulder, a fractured wing bone and the fact it was a girl.

Sheesh! did someone kick you down into the sewer or what.

I began to think of ways to fix her, but only one sprang to mind.

Man I don’t usually do this, but I just can’t think of anything else.

See let me explain, now I’m really nothing that special but I was given a gift, that gift is to heal others but it will cause their pain, to become mine.

It is a fairly simple process, I lay my hand on their forehead, think of the pain and then take my hand back. By the time I move my hand, it is as if nothing ever happened, they feel nothing and I don’t tell them what happened.

“Well now you need a bath.” I said aloud.

I took out my i-list and grabbed an ax, a lighter, old newspaper, and some dish soap to get all the junk out of her coat, mane and tail.

I was about to take some limbs off a tree when I heard some bushes rustling.

“Who’s there?” I asked, the bushes rustled once more and a glowing pair of eyes crawled out.

“Hey there, can I help you?”

“Only if you got some meat to give me, other than you.”

Unknown location, Unknown time.

Where am I? It doesn’t smell like the sewer and something is touching me.

“Well I’ll be.” an unfamiliar voice said.

Oh no! Please tell me I ain’t been nabbed by the colts that beat me up.

“Now just how did you get into the sewer little Scoots?” The voice said.

Some colts wanted a laugh and beat me up.

“It’s a good thing I have so much dish soap, otherwise this stuff would never come out of your coat.”

So that’s where I am, somepony is giving me a bath?

“Well that’s one side done, now to drain the tub and do it again.”

Meh. I think I’ll just let him finish, at least I’ll be clean.

After what seemed like days, He announced that he was finally done cleaning me up, picked me up and hauled me off laying me on a bed.

“Hope you wake up soon, I got food on the table just waitin to be devoured.”

Allright! I’m starving.

“Where are we?” I asked as the stallion walked away.

“Mornin sleepyhead, welcome to the Everfree.”

“Why are we in the Everfree?” I asked as I shot up out of bed.

“Because it was the closest place from the main sewer drain.”

“But the forest is full of monsters.” I said getting up from the bed and trotting over to the table.

“Well what else was I supposed to do, I’m not exactly the nicest thing that could step into town.

How could that be, you’ve been really nice to me.

“But you seem real nice, you even made sure my I was clean.”

“Just because I can show kindness, does not prove me not a monster.”

But he dragged me out of the sewer and if it weren’t for him I’d probably be dead.

Besides it’s time to eat and I am starving!” The stallion said as he moved out of the kitchen. Only he wasn’t a pony, not that it mattered because Zecora wasn’t a pony and she was nice.

I had decided I wasn’t even slightly scared of him, when I noticed something following him.

“I..is th..that a t..timb..timberwolf?” I asked utterly terrified of the animal.

“What, oh you mean Lil’ Macintosh here? Goodness honey he won’t bite, you have him to thank for showing me where to get wood to heat your bath water.”

“Bu..but..the.they eat.p..p..ponies.”

“Do not, they are protectors of the forest. Ponies simply don’t know how to befriend them.”

But how do you know he won’t bite me.

“Here, come pet him and see just how nice he is. Unless your too chicken that is.”

Oh no he didn’t!

“Oh it is on!” I said strutting across the room to the wolf, slowly began to reach my hoof out, but started shaking from fear when he lowered his snout and pushed up on my hoof with it.

“See he likes you, he also says thank you for trusting him enough to give him a chance.”

“He can talk?”

“In a sense he can, I’ll teach you to hear what he says later. But right now you need to eat so you won’t be late for school.”

Oh horse apples!

I sat down at the table and scarfed down some food while he looked like he was writing something.

“What are you writing?”

“I am writing a note to your teacher to explain your absence yesterday.”

Well he thought of everything didn’t he. Wait a minute only parents can make those.

“She won’t accept it mister..uh..”

“Sparrow Feather.”

“Sparrow Feather, an absence note needs a parent's signature, but I don’t have any.”

Great now he’ll probably get mad and get rid of me for messing up.

“Well then, I guess I’ll be adopting a little filly.”

Ponyville, 6:45 AM.

A sleepy mare crawls out of bed, yawning as she begins a new day.

Good morning world. Prepare yourself, here comes the teacher! She thought to herself with a smile as her stomach let out a low, soft. growl.

“Right after breakfast.” She said as her smile became a sheepish grin.

She trotted into her kitchen for a quick bite to eat, grabbed her keys and left for work.

A few minutes later.

Alright everypony it’s time for roll call.

“Diamond Tiara?”

“Ugh, Here.”

“Silver Spoon?”

“Here.”

“Pipsqueak?”

“Here.”

“Snips?”

“Here.”

“Snails?”

“Snails isn’t here Miss Cheerilee, he stayed home with a cold.”

“Alright then.Thank you Snips.”

“FeatherWeight?”

“Here Miss Cheerilee.”

“Sweetie Bell?”

“Here.”

“Apple Bloom?”

“Here.”

“Scootaloo?”

“She ain’t here Miss Cheerilee. She went on a trip to Canterlot and won’t be back until..”

“Objection!” Scootaloo shouted as she burst through the door.”I’m here Miss Cheerilee.”

“Your tardy Scootaloo.”

“Yes Mamm and I have my absence note right here.”

“Umm.. Scootaloo.”

I don’t have the heart to tell her she has to have a parent sign it.

“I know Miss Cheerilee, trust me just read it.”

I opened the letter and began reading.

“Dear Miss Cheerilee.”

“It has come to my attention that Scootaloo, is without both a parent and a reason for absence. If she is tardy, it is because we were quite a ways away from town when we left.”

“Please keep Scoots after school and we will explain her absence.”

“Have a nice day Miss Cheerilee.”

Sincerely, Sparrow Feather.

I stood there for a minute in awe at what I had read.

I looked up from the paper at Scootaloo and just watched her smile grow.

Well Scoots it looks like you finally got your wish.

“Alright class, let’s begin today’s lesson.”

Hope this is becoming more enjoyable for everypony leave me some feedback so I can improve.

Wishes And Hopes.

“And that is today’s History lesson, I expect a report on Discord’s demise monday morning.”

“Yes Miss Cheerilee.” All the kids shouted in unison.

“Ah Scootaloo, I need to speak with you please.”

“Yes Miss Cheerilee?”

That be my que.

“Sparrow Feather I presume?” Asked a slightly startled Cheerilee, as she observed my griffin form that had just dropped from her schoolhouse rafters.

“Yes Maam, Miss Cheerilee I suppose.” More stating rather than asking since I already knew.

“Um how long were you up there?” She asks in a sheepish tone, pointing up.

“Since school started. When Scoots barged in I used it as a distraction, climbed in the window at the back and listened intently.”

“And?” She asks more than likely suspecting I had more to say.

“I’m sure you do a fine job,but it would be wise for me to learn more.”

“I’m see. She says as she lets out an almost invisible sigh of relief. So you were going to explain her tardy this morning?” She asks getting back to the task at hand.

“Ah yes, before we left this morning I had to pack things, took longer than expected and then we were about three miles out of town.”

“What are you packing for?” She asks with an inclined eyebrow.

“We are moving closer to town, so Scoots can be closer to school and her friends.”

“Wonderful. Uh Scootaloo would you mind waiting outside, I need to speak with your father in private for a moment. Please?”

“Aww.” Scoots said as she looked up at me with pleading eyes.

“Its alright Scoots. I’ll catch up why don’t you go find your friends hmm?”

“Alright.” I watched as she sped out the door to find her friends just grinnin like a madman. I turned around to look at Cheerilee and jumped back in surprise.

“What do you think you are doing?” Cheerilee said steam pouring from her snout, eyes full of rage and clenched teeth bared in anger.

Woah! Wait what is she... oh now I understand.

“What I am doing is taking care of a filly that everyone else for the most part ignores, treats her like nothing is wrong and doesn’t seem to care.” I said slamming my clawed fist down on her table in anger.

Her eyes did not change in the slightest and she assumed a defensive stance. “Explain!” She nearly shouted.

“This filly you teach almost daily, she eats from scraps found in the trash and given by shop owners when they aren’t worth selling off the shelf. Sleeps in a cold treehouse, rarely sees a warm shower, and just recently was found near death in a Canterlot sewer drain. And you want to know why I am putting myself out for her? Well let me ask you this, why didn’t you bother to take her in?” I asked seething in anger.

“I didn’t think I could give her the attention she needed, when I have all these other kids to deal with.” She said having now drooped her head ready to burst with tears.

I knew that was only part of the problem, the other being it might have been too hard. “I understand, thats why I am giving her the home she deserves and somepony to call family.”

“Promise me you will try your dead level, honest to goodness best to do that for me.” She said tears streaming down her face, quivering from the overflow of emotions after what I told her sank in .

“No.”I said. “If I promise you that, that I will do whatever it takes to keep her happy, I am destined to fail and that will not happen on my watch.” I said turning and walking out the door.

I will not fail Scoots like I did ‘her’.

“You were listening rather than playing with your friends, have you never heard that curiosity kills the cat?” I smiled at My little filly, who had tried to zoom away before I caught her at the door.

“Am I really a burden to you?” Scoots asked, looking up at me with a saddened face.

“Let me guess you heard me say that I was ‘Putting myself out’ for you?”

She shook her head and I reached down, slowly lifted her head, looked deep into her eyes and spoke with a calm, steady, and deep voice. “You will never be a burden, and I will always love you no matter what happens.”

After grasping the entirety of what I had said she began to smile and tear up. “Hey, wipe those tears away, cause today we are going to have fun.” I said brimming with ideas.

We trotted off the porch and into town. “What do you want to do first?” I asked as we reached the edge of the square that was setup for a farmers market.

“Actually I was wondering if I could go crusading with my friends instead?” She asked biting her upper lip. It was as if she thought I would go berserk at her mention of wanting to play with her friends than a still rather strange...thing.

“Sure run along and play. Then while you and your friends do this crusading of yours, I will start putting the house together.” I said completely understanding how she felt.

“Really?” She asked in pure disbelief.

“Of course, be back at the schoolhouse by sundown and Lil’ Macintosh and I will pick you up and go home.”

“All right! Thanks!” She shouts as she runs off towards the Apple family farm.

Heh, she’s gunna have her cutie mark in no time. maybe her cutie mark has something to do with her determination.

I looked around and spotted Cheerilee, nipping at a daisy sandwich.

“Miss Cheerilee?” I asked in a manner of gaining her attention and making for sure I was not rude.

She turned around and her eyes fell the moment she saw me. “Oh its you. Come back to convict me some more?” She asked in obvious pain.

“No Maam, I came to apologize.” I said keeping an even flat tone.

“What?” She asks as she looks at me in disbelief.

“I was very rude earlier when we talked, while what I said was true, the way I said it and the tone I used were wrong and I am sorry.”

She sat there for a moment simply thinking, soaking in what I had said.

“I forgive you.” She said finally. “But what made you come back to apologize?”

“Its the way I was raised.” I said and turned walking away.

I semi-quickly made my way back to the forest and morphed into my real skin and realized my wing was hurting.

I should probably splint the break and make it immobile.

I grabbed a couple firm sticks and placed them either side of the break, fastened them tight then wrapped my wings and torso in med mesh effectively making a shirt from the wrapping.

It was only three in the evening, so I had about five hours till I had to pick Scoots up.

“Well lets get started shall we.” I said to myself as I opened the i-list and began removing the materials Needed to build the house.

At ten till sundown I put the tools away, called Lil’ Macintosh and raced to town. Having already morphed to a griffin, I didn’t get too many glances, just a few backgrounders and a certain bookworm.

“Come on Scoots, time to get you home.” I said as I picked up the snoozing filly.

And tomorrow job huntin.

So dreamy

I lay awake in my unfinished home, having surprised myself by digging, pouring, and setting the foundation.

Man there is so much work left. Trusses, studs, sheetrocking, flooring, lighting, not to mention the ‘gem hunting’ that still needs to be done for the generator, that still needs built.

I thought and thought about the work still to be done until I drifted to sleep, only to find myself in a strange place with floating islands, amazing landscape, beautiful animals, and an assortment of ponies.

Why does this place seem so familiar, and why am I not a griffin, I know I went to sleep as one?

I simply stood there enjoying the view, when I spotted a very strange butterfly.

“Now that is amazing!” I said out loud as it fluttered upwards. This butterfly was very impressive, seemingly made of astral energy like an Ursa, but obviously having true mass, as was proven by physics, in that it would lag slightly in its upward flaps.

Now the question is where are you going?

Since I was returned to human form and my wings were unbound and strong as ever, I decided I would follow the strange animal. With a powerful thrust of my wings I was airborne and chasing the interesting creature, upward, and onward, or so they tell me.

I followed the strange insect for a few minutes and although I was closing in on it, it did not change in its pattern, keeping the same slow, steady, wingbeat.

Whatever you are you sure aren’t afraid of things bigger than you hugh?

I followed it for about five more minutes, when it finally neared an Island that was above the rest.

“What, the others too crowded for ya, or do you just like the view?” I joked as we passed the ridge of said Island, but when I opened my eyes from laughing at my own joke, I nearly dropped from the sky in surprise at the sight before me.

I landed on the edge and stood there in awe. An alicorn, almost the same astral signature as the butterfly, stood sniffing roses, playing with other animals, and humming.

I was awestruck to the point of being paralyzed as she lifted a hoof for the butterfly to perch upon, spoke to it, listened as I suppose it made a reply, and then turned to face me with a look of surprise as the insect pointed its wing at me.

I hope we aren’t going for round three, cause I really am not ready for another strike.

“When my friend told me there was a new creature in my world I refused to believe it, that is until she pointed at you directly. So if I may ask, what are you?”

Her voice was like silk, and her eyes shone like the moon itself. Making it all the more difficult to concentrate on her words.

I soon snapped out of my reverie, shaking my head and slowly flying around her and taking in her appearance in all its... elegance.

“I am a human.” I said as I continued to circle her. Which I only did once more before resuming the place I had been prior.

“And what pray tell is a human?” She asked in a curious tone.

“To tell you the honest truth, I’m not sure anymore.” I say the entire statement being true.

“What do you mean ?” She says tilting her head in a confused fashion.

“May I approach?” I asked not wanting to overstep any boundaries, seeing as this was not Celestia, and I had no authority anyway.

Of course.” She said almost instantly, and I hovered to within about 4 feet away.

“When I say I’m not sure, I’m honestly not certain. It used to mean one had morals, standards, decency, and honor. But now, now we are basically born corrupt, think of an awful, horrid, disgusting, and sick act or thought, and we do it on a regular basis. I for one would like to think that I personally ‘Go against that grain’, as the saying goes but one’s personal opinion of themselves means nothing, so I suppose it would be left to the ‘beholder’ what I am.”

Now lets just hope that being one hundred percent direct, and honest actually works for her.

“It surprises me, to say the least, that one of such a nature would so directly voice their faults as well as their good qualities. Which makes me wonder if you are as you say, human, and if so then why are you in Equestria, a land of Harmony?”

I have asked myself the same question and still do not know the answer, though My new found mother Aurora is how I came to be in this land, why is still a mystery.”

“So you are not truly human then, more an alicorn of a different design?” She says in a statement/questioning tone.

“That would be nice.” I said, as I truly thought being a pony was better than something known for being a monster.

“So what is thy name?” She says in a much more lightened tone.

“Well on earth I was known as Jordan, but here I am a griffin named Sparrow Feather.” I say my mood lightened greatly.

“How is that then?” She asks completely confused.

I barely held back the dawww when she asked me. she had tilted her head to the side again but her expression was priceless, being somewhere in the middle of silly and confused.

“I can change forms.” I said, and rather than letting her ask another question I morphed into What was sure to become my trademark. A griffin, fairly large yet well built, white feathers with a gray tail, gray socks, the genetic, not wool, and an eye mark that looked like two scars.

“Well that’s interesting.” She stated with a broad smile.

“It has proven useful before, though I don’t know why you think its interesting.”

She sat down and cleared her throat. “I believe it is amazing that you can be whomever you like whenever you like, but you can always be you.”

“Thats not really true,if you’ll pardon me, but I can only mimic them, not actually be them.”

“Is the griffin you appear to be now, your own design or is it an impersonation?”

“Well it is my own design, but I don’t...” I began but she cut me off.

“And therefore you are not mimicking anypony, and can be your own pony.” She said, her smile returning to her face just as soon as she stopped talking.

No matter how much I mull it over she is right.

I let out a sigh as I begin to speak. “You are right.”

“Good, now come sit with me, and tell me about yourself.”

I hovered closer, but did not sit down as I really wasn’t comfortable with even being around her. Now don’t get me wrong she was gorgeous, drop-dead gorgeous in fact, but I just felt as if my very presence would corrupt not only the world, but her as well.

“It’s not polite to keep a lady waiting.” She says with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.

Oh now that just ain’t fair.

“Alright, I have an idea. What if I give you a tour of the best parts of my world?” I asked a bit skeptical if I should even do something like that, but my fears vanished when she beamed in excitement.

“Oh I would enjoy that very much indeed!” She said as she rose to her hooves.

“Alrighty then.” I said. Gently landing on the ground in front of her, morphed back, then walking up to her, I place my hands on her neck, right at the curving point.

“This won’t hurt a bit.” I said as I closed my eyes, and began slowly shaping her into a human form.

When I opened my eyes, the sight was breathtaking.

“Well.. How do I look?” She asked.

“Amazing..except you ended up with antlers.”

“What?!” She says conjuring a mirror out of nowhere.

“Made you look.” I said before laughing for a good minute or so, during which she joined me.

But in all honesty she was simply exquisite. Flaunting a perfect hourglass figure, adorned by a nice pair of dark jeans, leather riding jacket, Converses, and a plain white tee. Her hair had changed, still a long free flowing astral picture of perfection, and only a little shorter so as not to get caught in something.

“No but in all honesty, you look simply amazing.”

“Oh, thank you.” She said a slight blush forming on her cheeks. “But what is the purpose of making me human-like, if I could just recall your memories?”

“Because as quick as that would be, I like traditions, and tradition calls for a roadtrip.” I said, as brand new, fully functional, Streetbike, appeared out of nowhere.

“And that will be our transport?” She asked her face contorted in worry.

“Yeah don’t worry, that’s Why I morphed you into a human so you could ride comfortably.”

“Well,... alright.”

“Good now lets go.” I said as I walked over to the bike. Once I was on the bike I motioned her over, “Come on, time’s a wastin.” she hurried over and climbed on behind me. Once I was sure she was on ,I showed her how to put the helmet on, and tested the comm line.

“Can you hear me?” I called through the mic.

“Yes I can. Is this what magic is like on your planet?”

“No. We don’t have magic, this is science at its era’s best.” I said with a hint of pride at the craftsmanship of humanity.

“Well, shall we get going?” She asks in obvious anticipation.

“Alright. Put your arms around me and hang on.”

“Whatever for?” She asked in hesitant surprise.

“Because that’s how this is rode. The bike is my support, and I support you, so hold on.” I explained.

I focused on my home, and we appeared in the driveway.

“Where are we?”

“We are on earth, year 2012 A.D, the town of Henrietta, in the state of Missouri, on the continent of North America, my grandparents home.”

“I thought we were going on a trip?”

“Well we are, this is just our start point.” I said as I started the engine and we took off.

I turned onto the highway, and headed north towards our first stop. Along the way we talked about several topics, including food, culture, games, and music. It was strange to find she didn’t have a favorite type of music, or song, as she had only heard one. I also learned her name was Dreams.

Well that is funny, The ‘Mare of dreams’, is the mare of my dreams.

“Were here.” I said as I pulled into the parking lot and shut the bike off.

“Panera bread?” She asked as she slid her helmet off.” And what pray tell is Panera bread?”

“It’s a place to eat that we can both eat at, without bothering the other with our diet.” I said as I walked to the door and held it open, gesturing for her to walk inside.

We walked in and I ordered for us both, “Mornin Miss P, 2 of my regulars please.”

“Sure thing Jo.” She said with a smile, tossing me two glasses and a table marker.

I spotted my booth, and led Dreams to it and told her I would be back in a moment with drinks.

I marked the table, and proceeded to the fountain, grabbing two Dr. Peppers and zipping right back.

“Hey pretty lady.” I heard a slightly familiar voice say from somewhere near my table, I looked up to see a dark haired fool looming over Dreams.

“Oi, Ronny, what the devil you think your doin?” I said as I realized who it was.

“Oh I just thought I’d see if this lady is interested in a little romp.” He said wagging his eyebrows.

“I am giving you ten seconds, and ten seconds only, to get out of my sight before I owe Miss P for repairs.” I said seething in anger at what he was thinking.

“Alright, whatever.” He says turning around, then abruptly spinning back taking a swing at me.

“Ten!” I said grabbing his fist and slipping him into a sleeper hold.

“You are so lucky I’m busy, or I would have done worse.” I said as he finally went limp, I dragged him to the end booth and sat him up in it, then walked back and sat down.

“You didn’t kill him, did you?” She asked an almost pleading expression on her face.

“Of course not, just made him pass out.”

“What would you have done, if you weren’t ‘busy’?”

“He wouldn’t be asking another girl to romp with him, ever.”

“Oh. And what is a romp?” She asks truly oblivious as to what she just asked.

“I am not answering that, other than to inform you it’s disgusting.”

“Here ya go kids.” Miss P said coming over with our food.

“Thank you Miss P.” I called as she walked back to the counter. “Oh by the way, Ronny Davis is out cold in the back.” I said thumbing towards the end booth. She acknowledged and went back to work.

“Now that we are alone, I have to ask, why are we eating when this is a dream, and will not have a sense of taste?”

“Try the soup and find out.”

I watched as she rose a spoonful to her mouth, and saw the steam rising from the hot liquid.

“Are you sure?” She asks with a look of worry on her face.

I simply nod my head and watch as the hot food enters her mouth, with a look of surprise she slides the spoon out and swallows the savory brew.

“What is this wonderful dish called, and how is it that I can taste it if this is only a dream?”

“It’s potato soup, and that’s because It’s real soup. Now I have a more pressing question.”

“Do you mind if I eat whilst we discuss?”

“That good eh?” not very surprisingly all I got was a nod as she continued to eat the soup.

“Well It seems that I’m not in complete control over this dream, because if I were, Ronny wouldn’t have been here. And if I am in control than why did he show up?”

She sat there sipping the last of her soup, and finishing off her bread bowl.

Man she can eat.

“It would appear that nightmares are slipping through a crack somewhere.”

“What?” I asked in no uncertain amount of cluelessness.

“You have full control over this dream, but somewhere is a crack and nightmares are slipping through. Or at least that’s what it would appear to be, seeing as he wasn’t supposed to be here.”

I began to let the dream fade and warp back into the Island we were on, slowly letting it melt away until all that was left was the booth and her drink.

“You should drink that, don’t let it go to waste.” I said getting up and walking away from the booth, allowing my side to melt.

“Thanks for the night out, I don’t get many visitors.”

“Maybe you should visit me next time instead!” I said as a mere suggestion.

“If only I could, but I do not have a true physical form that could transfer between realms.”

“Well then, we’ll just have to see about that, won’t we.” I said.

Looking back long enough to wink, I turned back and launched myself off the edge willing myself to wake up as I entered freefall.

I woke to something bouncing on my chest.

“Hey it’s time to get up sleepy head!” Scoots said impacting every word with a bounce.

“Morning squirt.”

“What’s for breakfast?”

“Well that all depends on what you want Scoots.” I said with an ever growing grin.

“In that case, I want Ice cream!” She beamed with excitement.

“Any particular kind of Ice-cream you want?”

“Nope just Ice-cream!”

“Okay then, here ya go, one Peanut Buster Parfait.” I said just randomly choosing a type to give her.

Her face was priceless as a table and her treat appeared out of nowhere.

“How did you do that?”

“Magic.”

“But griffins don’t have magic!”

“And you know that I’m not a griffin.” I said making a milkshake poof into reality in my hand.

She sat down and began to woof her breakfast, when I started talking again.

“In case you’re wondering, today we can do one of two things. We can either go shopping for stuff for your room, or you can go crusading and I can work longer on the house.”

She just ignored me, kept eating her parfait, and loving it the entire time.

“I want to go crusading with my friends, I was gone for a day and a half, so we fell behind schedule a little bit.”

“Okay then honey, just take lil’ Macintosh with you so nopony comes to bug you on your way out of the forest. Oh and be near town hall at noon, and I will bring lunch for you and your friends.

“Come on lil’ Mac, By Dad!”

She hopped through one of the unfinished walls, and sped off down the forest path.

“Bye Honey.”

Did she really just call me dad.

“Well It’s time to get to work.” I said as I got out the materials needed to finish the walls and roof supports.

And so the monster sets to work on his new home.

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2 Hours 30 Minutes Later.

“Yay the walls are up!” I whooped, “Now I can take a ten minute break and start on the floor supports, and the wiring.”

I pulled out a list I had written last night and went over it again.

“Foundation: Dug and set. Supports: Set and locked. Wiring: Incomplete. Generator and Gem hunt: Incomplete. Trusses: Still need raised. Outer walls: Next.”

I look up then down to my watch to be sure of the time.

“Okay it’s 8:30, so I’ve got about, eh, 3 hours till I need to leave to take the girls lunch. Onward & Upwards Alon-sy!”

I got back to work and went at a furious pace, I had a lot to get done in three hours.

Another three hours later.

“Alrighty dighty, time to go to lunch.” I said as I put all the tools and materials away.

I morphed back to griffin form and brought a table out of my i-list, then strapped it to my back and made my way towards town.

I hadn’t really went deep into the forest, as I simply went behind the schoolhouse and went straight back into the woods till I found a clearing and set up.

“Looks like I’m gonna be a bit early for lunch, wonder what the girls did for today’s crusade?”

I reached the schoolhouse that was unsurprisingly deserted, and continued through the schoolyard.

“Sparrow Feather?”

“Hugh?” I said turning around to see who would be there on a saturday

“Oh Sparrow it is you, how are you doing today!”

“Lovely Miss Cheerilee, just lovely, and yourself?” I asked realizing how stupid it was to think the schoolhouse was deserted.

“Splendid, I just finished grading schoolwork, and was headed home for lunch.”

“Is that so, well I’m headed for lunch, care to join me?” I asked for no real reason in particular, just a kind gesture.

“Well I suppose I could accompany you, seeing as the rest of my day is free.”

“Wonderful, Onwards & Upwards! Alon-sy!” I hollered and took off jogging toward town hall, Cheerilee following close behind.

As we neared town hall I could hear the whispering of other ponies, and feel their eyes staring at me.

“Ah, here we are, Town Hall Now where could those fillies be?”

“Fillies!?” She asked as though it surprised her.

“Uhm, yes. Why, I told Scoots I would feed her and her friends.”

“You mean the crusaders?”

“Sure do.”

What? I know what they’re like, and they really aren’t that big a hassle.

“Well here they come.” She said nodding toward the aforementioned ponies.

“Right!” I said as I flipped the table off my shoulders, set it up, and set some folding chairs around it.

“That’s handy.” She says, as she tests the strength of one of the chairs.

“Hey Scoots! What can I get you and your friends?”

“Can I get more ice-cream?” She asks, all three of them instantly give me the eyes.

Well it isn’t hot out, and the eyes, oh sister the eyes.

“Sure Honey, same as this morning?”

“Uh Huh!” She says shaking her head.

“How many do we need then?”

“Make it 3 Dad!”

“Okie Dokie Lokie!” I said,

I whipped out an apron, laid out a tablecloth, and went to work putting on a show while making the ice-cream.

“So while I’m laying out cups and spoons, are you gonna introduce me to your friends?”

Not that I don’t already know them.

“Dad. This is Apple Bloom, Sweetie Bell, and over there on the end is Feather Weight.”

“Nice to meet ya’ll, now what can I get you Feather Weight?”

“Huh, oh, I’ll have whatever their having, Sir.”

Egh, someone is clearly misled, and he is as readable as an open book.

“Okay. Your funeral mate.” I said as I got another set out, grabbed a ½ gallon of vanilla, and the rest of the ingredients needed.

“Miss Cheerilee, can I interest you in a parfait as well, or will you go against the flow?”

“Oh, I believe I will go against the grain, can I get a shake?”

“As long as it isn’t a hay shake, I think I can do that.” I said with a smile and grabbed a ½ gallon of neapolitan.

“Okie Dokie. Now I need an assistant, who wants to help?” I asked. Instantly all three girls raised their hooves.

“Scoots smash these cookies into little bits. Sweetie, go get your sister and her friends. Apple Bloom, please get Miss Cheerilee and I a glass of water!”

They took off to their designated destinations, and I got out the rest of the ingredients.

“What are the gloves for?” Feather Weight asked

“I’m going to put on a show while I cook.”

A moment later the girls came running back.

“Alright that was quick. Now let the magic begin!”

I began by taking the vanilla ice-cream and splitting it in half. Next I set the halves beside each other, and began to levitate them.

“How are you doing that!?” Cheerilee asks.

“A good magician never tells his secrets!” I said spinning the ice-cream in a twister like fashion.

“Okay Scoots, add the cookies. Sweetie the nuts. And last but not least, Apple Bloom, will you add the syrup please?”

“CUTIE MARK CRUSADER PARFAIT MAKERS, YAY!”

After barely surviving their chant, I threw the ice-cream in the air.

“Oh boy, you’re gonna have one big mess to clean up.” Cheerilee pipes in.

I quickly reached under the table, grabbed 8 more cups, grabbed the ones on the table, and threw them all in the air. Splitting the ice-cream to fit each cup perfectly, I lowered them down and gave one to each pony present, beside Cheerilee and I.

“That was amazing!” Scoots said.

“Your welcome honey. Miss Cheerilee, thank you for having lunch with us.” I said, walking away.

“But what about my milkshake?!”

“Umm. Miss Cheerilee, It’s right in front of you.” Sweetie bell said.

“I’ll pick you up from Apple Bloom’s house at sundown Scoots!” I called back.

“Don’t be late Dad!”

“I won’t.” I said as I continued on my way, grinning like a mad man.

“Um, Mister Sparrow was it?”

“Eh?” I said looking up to see an older stallion addressing me.

“My name is Steel Mane. I’m the local blacksmith, and was wondering if I might have a word with you?”

I know exactly what he wants.

“You want to make a deal about the folding chairs don’t you?”

“Yes, yes I would, they could make me a great deal of money.”

“Okay then, here’s the deal. I sell you the chairs I have over at the table for a quick profit of 24 bits. But I also give you the rights to the design and the knowledge to make them, for 5% commision on any profit made by the design. This giving a long term supply of money,which my daughter can use to buy whatever she wants or needs. Does that sound fair enough to you Mr. Steel Mane?”

“That sounds wonderful!”

“Good. Now give the money for the chairs to the orange filly at the table, grab a parfait, and have a nice day. Oh and you can have the table, I don’t need it.”

“Thanks Mr. Sparrow!” He called as I began walking on my way home again. I simply waved and kept walking.

And the rest of my walk was uneventful.

“Alright girl, lets get you trussed up like a turkey.”

Bonding.

My name is Jordan Straw. I am 18 years old, 19 in a little over 4 months. I was born to a nice family with a fair amount of money, and a good house. Being born out of wedlock I ended up with a single parent, and eventually went to live with my grandparents.

At age fifteen I was kidnapped. Now you may think that sounds easy but I assure you, you will think different when you consider that they tried to haul a 5 foot 11 inch, 280 lbs, Screaming black boy out his bedroom window without being caught. Needless to say it took some effort.

After being forced to either cooperate, or watch my grandma be shot, I stopped fighting, climbed out the window, and got in the van as it sped off. That was the last time I would ever talk to any of my family alive.

“Don’t worry Grandma, I’ll be back!” I screamed as I got in the van.

“Don’t bet on it kid.” The driver proclaimed.

The next six months were spent becoming a guinea pig for an enormous amount of scientists.

“Got any 8’s?” The guard began.

“Go fish, Got any 3’s” I asked taking my turn.

“Yup,” He replied passing me the cards I had earned.

“Can you see them?”

“See what?” He asked.

“The shadows,”

“What about the shadows?”

“They move, they move all the time, never stopping,”

“No I can’t see them moving,” he answered.

“And the nightmares.”

“What nightmares?”

“Every time I sleep, the same exact recurring nightmare, over and over.”

“What happens?” he asks.

“I wake tied upright to a table, surrounded by needles slowly moving towards me. Every needle comes within a foot then stops, a second later they slam into my body, injecting hundreds of different chemicals, causing me to scream in agony, while their side effects ravage my body,”

“When did it start?”

“Ten tests ago,or more simply put almost 6 months. I asked for a deck of cards and a person to play with so I could stay awake longer.”

“I see. Well goodnight Jordan, see ya tomorrow.”

“Sure.”

Two days later they began more testing. “You ready for today’s testing?” the guard asked.

“Am I ever ready?” I asked in reply.

Walking into the room he cuffed my wrists and feet, chaining them together. “Apparently not,” he exclaimed with a smirk.

“You’re awfully perky today!” I said with the utmost sarcasm.

“Oh I just can’t wait to see the results of the test you have today,” the guard explained snickering.

“Whatever,” I said as we continued towards the testing labs.

Reaching the test labs we entered into the test chamber and I was uncuffed. The only things I was thankful for, were that the scientists didn’t want to ruin the project by carelessly jamming my skin with needles. And that they tied me down when they did.

“It’s going to burn again isn’t it?” I asked. Every time they injected chemicals into my body it burned, the instant it hit the bloodstream.

“Make you see in dark today, better than owl,” The mad man spoke horrid english and his accent was heavy with asian origin. I quietly awaited for the inevitable pain, but I wasn’t prepared for the change it would make to my eyes. The feeling was gross, it was like my eyes became liquid icy-hot, rapidly burning then cooling when it finally stopped. they were already preparing the next syringe.

“This one, give hearing, equal to fox,” He explained. Again this one also burned, but unlike the others it burned all the way up to my ears. The feeling this one gave was not nearly as gross, but it burned, and burned, and I could feel my ears retreating into my skull and the top of my head felt as if it was splitting apart. The pain soon subsided, and my fears of my head having split was confirmed by the blood running down my face.

“One more, this give, many gifts,” he said.

“Let me guess, its another type of animal, right?” I asked genuinely curious what they were using.

“No. Different doctor, explain,” With this another doctor walked up to the table.

“Hello Jordan, I am Dr. Fitch. and what we are about to unleash in your system, is a cocktail of DNA, chemicals, and viruses.”

“So in other words painful yeah?”

“Oh quite and would you like to know what we call it? Dash, because it has a dash of everything, even a little bit of rattlesnake,” He explained grinning like a cheshire cat. My blood ran cold at his words.

Wrong. So wrong. The pain was indescribable, burning then freezing, becoming paralyzed, only to convulse with the strength of an earthquake, seconds later. My mouth bleeding uncontrollably from teeth rapidly morphing into fangs, to immediately retreat back into my jaw. My legs and arms bleeding, because my muscles were repeatedly growing and shrinking. The pain finally stopped after a full 2 hours, and I was hauled back to my cell on a gurney.

Another two days and I was taken to a new lab with extremely advanced tech.

“Ello Joe!” The clearly british man exclaimed.

“Why am I in a machine lab?” I asked finally realizing where I was.

“Ah, well that would be because I, the brilliant scientist that I am, will be installing a neural device, in your body,” He explained.

“And what will that do?”

“It will inhibit, or better still remove all emotions from your system,”

“No!?”

“I know brilliant isn’t it!” He beamed as he prepared the implant.

“I guess I’ll give you that, but why?” I asked puzzled.

“To make you the perfect weapon of course,” He replied.

“And that’s all I needed to hear, thanks,” I Said as I made a beeline for the lab door.

I made it out of the lab down three blocks take a right, 3rd door on the left. Seven doors down hang a right, then climb up for around 3 floors, and run to the cooling vent fan. I had heard this escape plan only that morning from guards 100 feet away.

“Stop, come back here!” the guards started yelling.

I made it all the way to the fan and was about to destroy it to make a path when a hanging bridge gave way, and left me holding on for dear life. They soon pulled me up and began hauling me away, and as I would soon find out I was in for one brutal beating.

“You stupid brat, We’ll teach you to try and leave!” The executioner yelled as he swung the L.C.W. otherwise known as a Lightning Whip, around in a wide arc the, suddenly snapping it, causing it to strike just inches from my spine. I will never know how but I survived 30 lashings with a 1,000 volts each, without screaming once.

“Come on scream, I’ll go easy on ya if ya just scream.”

Two days after my failed escape, they brought in another human and shoved them in my cell.

“Hey, we found you a playmate!” The guards voice rang..

I looked up in time to see him shove a female into my room who fell to the floor with a meaty thud.

“Ha-ha play nice now,” He mocked locking the door and laughing like a madman. As soon as he left I rushed over to examine her.

“Are you ok, is anything broken?”

“Lungs, can’t, breath,” She rasped

“I can help you, you just have to stay still,” I explained as I tried to get her to calm down, and keep from causing further damage.She laid still and I concentrated on her lungs, she had two punctures in her right lung and three broken ribs.

“Oh thank you, I was hurting so bad, who are you?” She asked as I slammed against the wall in sudden pain from transferring wounds between us.

“Are you okay?!” She asked as I slowly slid down the wall to a sitting position.

“Nanites, heal. I’ll, live,” I rasped between hitches in my breath.

A few minutes later I was patched up enough to breath easy.

]“So who are you that you get tossed in with me?”

“Rojas, Jamie Rojas. Don’t tell me you've never heard of me!” She barked.

“I've only been in this wretched place for six months, so forgive me if I’m a little behind on my twitter feed.” I snipped rather irritated for some reason.

“I’m the only human on earth with the ability to shapeshift,”

“And you were using it for profit, that’s how they found you, and then they obviously snatched you away with a fight,” I reasoned.

“So you have heard of me!”

“No. I’m just smart. And I’m tired, so I am goin to sleep, you can have the bed if you want but if I were you, I’d find any way out possible,” I warned.

“Why?”

“What do I look like to you honestly, what do you see?”

“Honestly, you look like some demon from a child's night terror,”

“And that’s what they did to me, I’ve been here for six months being tortured, tested, and experimented on. Only God knows what they’d do to you,” I tried to reason with her.

“Well why haven’t you tried to escape?”

“I did and almost made it, but a bridge broke and left me hanging, then they beat me with an overcharged LCW. She shuddered when I told her that bit.

“Hey, it’s your turn ya dumb broad!” one of the escorts quipped as he came in.

“Excuse me!” she said outraged. She jumped off the bed and slapped him right across the side of his face.

“Why you little,” he raged. Picking himself up off the floor from the force of her slap, he primed to hit her back.

“That is unnecessary, you put a scratch on her and they’ll kill you for it,” I wagered keeping him from driving his fist into her face.

“Fine,” he finally spoke. After seething for a good ten minutes, he chained her and began hauling her off.

“Where ya’ takin her?” I asked although I was sure what they were doing.

“We're gunna kill her, what did you think!” He screamed back into my cell.

“NO!” I screamed infuriated, I bolted to the door but didn’t make it in time. I began pounding the door and screaming for her to run, throwing my entire weight into the door I managed to bend it out and screamed with everything I had.

“Run Jamie, Run for your life!” Absolutely exhausted I collapsed to the floor in a heap, waking up the next day they still hadn’t fixed the door.

“Why haven’t they fixed this door yet?” I said to myself.

“Thats cause we were waiting for you to wake up so you could hear this,” A guard replied.

Screaming. Blood curdling screams from one, no two people, in extreme pain. being murdered for nothing. Two days after they murdered Rojas and the other victim, they hauled me in and shot me full of their DNA, I then managed to escape.

“Today will be the last injection we give you,” Dr. Fitch greeted me. I refused to answer him and just awaited the last needle. The needle went in smooth yet there was no pain, no burning, no seizures, just nothing.

“Okay now that we are done, why don’t you try some basic shape shifting. Try changing your hair length,” He ordered. I refused to change until he turned his back then I focused on morphing my hands.

If I can just turn them into blades, or even claws I can get out of here.

I put all my concentration into morphing my hands and managed to make the claws. I jumped off the table and bolted out the door. slamming my way through glass sliding doors, ripping through the kevlar vests of the guards. I ran back the same way I went on the first day I tried to escape, but spotted a ammo cache I had missed in my haste the first time. Breaking the lock I slammed into the door and started grabbing weapons.

AK-47, Tomahawks, Bandoliers, Desert Eagles, and, I thought looking around the room. Oooh, Semtex’, Fantastic.

I Ran from the room throwing Semtex’ at random, preparing to blow the whole place sky high, I made it to the fan again, but instead of running across the repaired bridge I went all the way to the wall, and took off sprinting for the gap, springboarding off the post I cleared the gap, and stopped to catch my breath. When I took off again I threw a semtek right up onto the converging point, on the blades and continued outside tossing semtex’ at random till I made it outside.

“Home free!” I shouted as I ran out the front gates. A black van was approaching and stopped when the driver rolled it up and lowered the window.

“What ya haulin mister?”

“I got three new test subjects tied up in the back,”

“Security has been tightened, due to an escaped subject and I’m going to have to check to make sure they haven’t snuck in your van to highjack it,” I lied smoothly.

“Alright he said hopping out of the cab, and escorting me to the rear. He opened up the door revealing the three mentioned prisoners.

“I’m so sorry,” I said as I slid a pistol from my pocket and shot the driver. I climbed in and sliced the ropes with a claw.

“Now run for it, get out of here, all of you!” I yelled, but a little girl was curled up in a corner.

“Hey come on I’ll take you home,” I told her snatching her up and sitting her in the front passenger's seat, before hopping into the drivers and speeding away, blowing the facility up as I went.

I managed to get her address and found that she only lived six miles down the road, I drove all the way there, only for her house to be in flames when we arrived. I then took her under my wing and taught her how to survive, and even thrive in a world where someone is always watching, and for the next two years we would learn to count on each other, and help each of us to stay alive.

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My name is Sparrow Feather. I am the prince of Equestria, and gryphon of the Everfree.

The date is October the 1st, and today, its raining. The distant sky greys from the the approaching storm, thunders sound in the distance as lightning burns in the sky. The home of a monster, and his closest companion stands tall and proud, while the monster awaits the rains comfort outside with his companions pet.

“Do you like the rain “Lil’ Mac?” I said looking down at my newest friend.

“I do not have an opinion, I have never considered the rain before,”

“I find this rain more important than most as well, the rain of Ponyville, Canterlot, and abroad can be controlled, but the Everfree’s rain is pure, uncontrolled and untouched, and makes me feel closer to home”

“What is your home planet like?” He asks me.

“It is a terrible place full of pain, suffering, sickness, despair, and hate, swirling like a melting pot, just waiting to be forged into a cataclysmic event,”

“Then why would you want to feel closer to such a place?”

“Let me ask you this. If you were to become a pony or a griffin or something other than what you are, would you want to forget what you were?”

“If I were to forget what I was I could start fresh, begin a new life of wonder,”

“Yes. You could do that but you would not contain the wisdom, or the humility of knowing where you came from, and what you've been through,”

“Sometimes I would prefer it that way,” Mac’s voice was heavy with sorrow.

“I share the feeling my friend. I truly do,”

No sooner had we finished chatting, and Scootaloo came bounding out the front door.

“Morning, Da.. Hey what am I supposed to call you?” She asks suddenly realizing she knew my name but not what to call me.

“Well Scoots, lets see. You could call me Dad, Daddy, Pops, Pappy, Father, things like that, but never call me by my name, wanna know why?” She shook her head yes.

“Because that bratty filly, Diamond Tiara, when she grows up she will call her parents by their names, and people will grow to hate her for it, so whatever you do don’t call me by my name,” I explained.

“Okay Dad. Hey what’s goin on today, how come you and Mac are sitting outside when it’s about to rain?” I chuckled lightly at my daughters comment.

“Cause these two old cats like the rain,”

“You're a cat now?” Mac asked.

“No you silly hunk of wood it’s an expression, meaning were old and have a lot of experience,”

“Was he talking again, Dad?”

“Yeah would you like me to show you how?” She nodded her head in excitement.

“Okay this isn’t going to hurt but you might hear a lot of chatter, once I've shown you.”

I knelt down on one knee placing my hands on her ears.

“Now keep your eyes open, and when you see a gold smoke like wisp, breath deep through your nose,” I instructed. I closed my eyes and concentrated on what I was going to give her, causing it to form like a breath that needs to be expelled. Letting out a deep breath, I opened my eyes, to see her breath deeply, watching the haze stream straight to her lungs, waiting to see her reaction to the voices she had been blocked from.

“Well, how does it feel?” I asked.

“I feel fine, can I hear them yet?” She asks in anticipation.

“What do you think Lil’ Mac?”

“I think we need to talk, alone!” He rumbles.

The look on her face was amazing. Pure excitement, on an almost limitless scale.

“Okay honey, Mac needs to talk to me alone so go and pick up Sweetie Bell, and go to Apple Blooms house. I’ll catch up when we're done, oh but you need an escort, hmm... Oh I got it!” I exclaimed. I gave a loud shrill whistle, and a moment later a phoenix came flying round a corner.

“Say hello to your escort Scoots,”

“Really?”

“Yup, oh and heres a saddle, so she doesn’t hurt you with her talons,”

“Does she have a name?”

“No Scoots I’ll let you name her,”

“Okay Dad, see ya later!” She hollers running of with the bird on her back.

“What’s up Mac?”

“You gave her the gift?”

“Yep,”

“Why?” He asks suddenly.

“Because when you are a hated creature like us, it pays to give your loved ones what you can,”

“So you gave it to her because you didn’t need it?”

“Yep.Now the forest will protect her and her children long after I’m gone,”

“I understand,” He says.

“So what kind of meat you want today?” I asked him.

“Rabbit,” He says without hesitation.

I opened up the meat section of the i-list and took out three rabbits.

“Here ya go Mac,” I said as I tossed him his requested meat.

“Why three?” He asks surprised.

“Because I’ve eaten plenty of rabbits, so I know they aren’t filling,” I replied running off to go catch up with Scootaloo.

I wonder when the squirts birthday is, and what to get her. Say, wonder where her scooter went, maybe make her a new one. I thought to myself. As I walked through town looking for Scoots, spotted Rarity’s house and decided to peek in and see if she had picked up Sweetie Bell or not. Waltzing up to the door I see that Rarity is in and decide to chat for a moment, maybe put in an order for a nice suit, or a casual hat.

“Hello, Miss Rarity?” I ask opening the door and walking into the main parlor.

“Welcome to Carousel Boutique, where every dress is chic, unique and magnifique, can I help you?” She says in a sweeping bow. When she lifts her head she pauses, her eyes widen and her jaw drops open.

“Ugh Miss Rarity, are you okay?” I ask in concern.

“Hugh. Oh excuse me darling, I just don’t get many Gryphons in my shop, let alone an albino, and such a large one at that,” She said eyes glazing over as she circled me eying me up for various things, the design wheels in her brain running at full speed.

I have a feeling this could get creepy.

“Yes. Well anyway, I only stopped in to see if Scoots had already been and gone?”

“Oh yes, she stopped by and picked up Sweetie on her way to Sweet Apple Acres,” She replied.

“Ah good then I’ll be off, twas a pleasure to meet you Miss Rarity, maybe we can talk more some other time,”

“Yes let’s,” She replies.

“Well then, tomorrow morning at ten?” I ask actually wanting to get a hat and some duds I could wear with wings.

“Splendid Darling, I look forward to it bright and early.!” She beamed.

I walked out the front door and walked to a bench to sit and fiddle with my wings, and see if the fracture was healed. To my amazement, the fracture was completely healed, and my wing was strong as ever, if not stiff from it being wrapped up. I sat there for a moment stretching the wing and forcing blood into my wingtips. The feeling is somewhat strange, as it has the feeling of when your arm might fall asleep, but it’s further back on your ribcage and just feels different I suppose.

Well now to take to the air, and catch a few fillies. I thought to myself. I launched into the air and took off for the Acres, scanning the ground for my victims as I went. On my way I begin to think of what we could do today, we could fly to the mountain around Canterlot and take an aerial picture of everything, actually that sounds perfect, I just have to fashion a sort of harness.

I arrived at he Acres to find the girls, playing in the clubhouse, while AJ and Big Mac harvested apples.

Gosh she harvests apples all the time, it’s like the trees don’t stop growing.

I floated down to the roof of the clubhouse and leaned over the edge till I could see in the window.

“Alright the meeting of the Rainbow Dash fan club, is now in session,” Some pony says. I look to the front of the room, to see Scoots, my daughter doing her job as leader of the fan club.

Maybe she’s gonna grow up to be someone important, or maybe she’ll captain the Wonderbolts. Heh, wouldn’t that make her hero proud. I mulled over the thought of her cutie mark, while she continued the meeting.

“Ok first order of business, Rainbow Dash is preparing for another Wonderbolts tryout, and we want to be there to cheer her on, Has anyone gotten transport, up to cloudsdale yet?” She asked, a sad chorus of no around the room was the answer.

“Then we’re gonna have to work on that. Moving on, it looks like our Dashie is gonna have some competition this year, there’s some pony new in town and I’d like all of us to give him a fair chance,”

“What’s he look like,” Some pony shouted from the back.

“Featherweight, the picture please?” She orders.

Poor guy, pourin his heart into it and going completely unnoticed...Wait a minute is that me!

“Everypony, as you can see this is a gryphon, his name is Sparrow Feather, and I think he might have what it takes to challenge our Dashie. On the other hoof I don’t think he’s entered the contest yet, so we have to persuade him,

Looks like I’m going to have to try and work up a lot of wing power in a hurry, if they want me to challenge let alone beat dashie. I shuddered at the thought of losing to her but was already devising a plan of what to do.

“And that’s all for this meeting, see ya in two days,” She hollers, ending the meeting.

After everypony left, Featherweight came back in.

“Uhm Scootaloo I think I have, an idea that will get Sparrow Feather to compete,” He explains. The want for her attention almost visible in his eyes.

“What ya got for me Feathers?” She asks completely oblivious to the quick flash of red in his cheeks.

“Uhm, well, I thought maybe I could blackmail him,” He answers tripping over his words like boys do when talking to a pretty girl.

And that’s my que. I thought as I flipped down hurling myself through the opened window.

“No need for that Featherweight,” I said landing inside and laying down.

“Dad! When did you get here?” Scoots yells, jumping in surprise.

“Oh I was here through the whole fan club meeting,” I told her. The look on her face was exactly what you’d expect from a kid who finds out their dad or mom has been watching them in plain sight.

“So about these tryouts, how long do I have to prepare?” I asked, seeing as I was sure what I was doing, as long as I have the time to prepare.

“You have about a week from tomorrow sir,” Feather Weight nervously answers my question.

“Alright Feathers, well since you're here would you like to go with us?”

“Where to sir?”

“Why flying of course, very high flying, but flying none the less,”

“What about the others sir?”

Rather than answer him I whipped out a four pony, five point harness system.

“I planned on taking them along for the ride as well,” I said. Strapping on the harness I heard the girls, take a deep breath and instinctively covered my ears.

“CUTIE MARK CRUSADER GRIFFIN RIDERS YAY”!The fillies screamed in delight. After I scraped Feather Weight off the wall I assigned them their seats.

“Alright youngins, Scoots, you have front seat,”

“Awesome!”

“Feathers, your next,”

“Yes sir,”

“Sweetie Bell in third, and Apple Bloom, you’ve got the end,”

“Yay!” They exclaimed together as they jumped on my back. After a little help from Feathers, they were all strapped in and sitting comfortably.

“And were off!” I shouted running out the clubhouse and taking to the air.

“Onwards, and Upwards, Allons Y!” I shouted as I gained height, and speed. We climbed for a long time passing the clouds after only fifteen minutes, and onwards we climbed till I was happy with our height.

“Alright every pony, on the count of three smile for the camera!” I said prepared to savour this moment for a lifetime.

“3..2..1..Smile!” I hollered as I stalled out straight up and down, catching a view of Ponyville, along with the five of us. After that I flew the Apple Bloom back to the Acres, Sweetie Bell back to the boutique, and took Feather Weight back to his house.

“Well here we are Feathers, home sweet home,” I say, using the old motto. Both he and Scoots hopped off my back and I put the harness away.

“Scoots I’ll only be a minute, letting Feathers parents know where he’s been,”

“Okay Daddy,” She says with a yawn and a grin.

Careful there honey, might give me a cuteness overload.

“Okay Feathers, let’s get this straight, you like my daughter and I’m okay with that,”

“Really?” He asks hopeful.

“Yes. But if you hurt her then may Celestia help you, otherwise you’re fine, just don’t kiss her till you get married. Agreed?”

“Agreed,” He says raising his hoof for a brohoof, which I gladly return.

After explaining to his parents, why he’d been gone so long, and being thanked for making sure he got home safely, I tossed Scoots on my back and walked home.

“I Love you Scoots,”

“I love you too Daddy,” She says in a groggy voice before she yawns.

“I won’t let you down Scoots, I promise,”

Me: What will happen next? Will Sparrows appointment go as planned? Does he have a plan for the tryouts? Will he let Scoots down?

Sparrow: If I let her down I will kill you.

Me: We’ll See.

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A/N. I am sorry for the amount of time it takes me to make chapters, and I also want to apologize because It’s going to be a bit harder with school starting. All I ask is that you please bear with me as I try to get into a schedule of school, writing, and life. yours truly, gelorum.

To Please A Child

It’s been six days, since Scoots said she wanted me to compete. I didn’t hesitate to say yes and in only a few hours, that is exactly what I intend and am going to do. For six days the routine has been the same, wake up, take Scoots to school, fly to my training field, and work for near to the rest of the day. I had an appointment with Rarity a few days ago, and it went well considering she made me a hoodie to fit my large frame that I could wear with my wings poked through. She had told me I did a wonderful job holding still while she took measurements, not hard considering I was scared stiff. 3 Days ago I noticed I was coming down sick.

“Hey Dad are doin okay you don’t look so well,” Scoots asks, concern evident in her voice.

Well this isn’t cool.

“Fit as a feather hon, why?”

“Your face is really red, and your wings are twitching,” She explains.

“Don’t worry Scoots, I’m just fine,” Liar! “Shush some things are better left untold.”

I told Scoots 2 days ago, that if she rounded up all the fan club that could make it, and bring them to the training area, that I would take them all to see Dashie. I didn’t tell her it was part of my act, but she had been learning to help me with my act already, and I figured this would be icing on the cake. Even with the approaching challenge I have found myself sleep deprived, the first night sleep would not come, the next saw me working late on my performance, the third, sickness sees fit to try to upset my plans, the fourth, Scootaloo has night terrors which keep me up comforting her.

“No, no..noooo..stop...leave me alone...noooo!” Scoots wrestled in her sleep. Letting out a blood chilling screech moments later.

“Scoots!?” I yelped as I ran to her room. Mac, and Phae, the newly named phoenix, hot on my heels as I flew down the halls and into the bedroom.

“NOOOOOO!” She wailed still wrestling the nightmare.

“Scoots wake up everythings alright Daddy’s gotcha. Shhhhh It’s alright,” I continued trying to soothe her into a full sleep.

After nearly an hour she calmed down, and a knock was heard at the door. I scribbled a note and told Lil’ Mac to put it through the mail slot and come right back.

A few moments later Twilight comes walking in and immediately jumps to conclusions.

“What have you done!” She screams. Nearly waking the finally resting filly held in my gryphon arms. I take a minute to catch my breath, before speaking and causing more shouts.

“I haven’t done anything Miss Twilight, she was having a night terror, and I was being a good parent and comforting her,” I tried to explain.

“Oh, I’m sorry I just heard the screams all the way over at the library, and instinctively came running,” She says with a sheepish grin and a quiet voice.

“Thank you for being concerned, Miss Twilight, but I got it covered,”

“Are you sure?” She asks.

“Yes, Miss Twilight, and if anypony else comes by on your way back will you deter them for me please?” I ask not wanting someone to wake her up so she could sleep soundly.

“Sure,” She says walking back out the door.

The fifth day, the Apples needed help with their harvest and I was volunteered by the Crusaders, not that I would have declined anyway. Though I later learned how sneaky my little filly was, finding that she had devised the whole thing as a different way of training for the big day.

“Well howdy there stranger, what can I do for you?” Applejack greets me as I walk up the drive.

“Morning Miss Apple, I’m here to help!” I answered. For a split second her expression turned to shock, only to snap to a stern glare.

“And just where did ya hear I needed help?!” She hollers, causing Big Mac, to walk out the door, and make his way towards, Me!

“Scootaloo told me, that Applebloom told her, that she overheard you and her brother, talking about the apple harvest, and how you were behind schedule. So Scoots begged me to come over and help. So here I am,” I replied knowing that Applejack would know right away if I was lying or not.

“Well I guess ya can help me out, with the applebuckin,” She finally tells me with a smile, a gentle warm smile.

“Then let’s get to it!” yell with vigor as I hop the fence and follow the mare to where she starts buckin the trees, at a solid steady pace. I watch in awe as she moves, with practiced precision.

“I thought ya’ll was here ta help?!” She calls out from about eight trees down.

“Sorry, just got a bit distracted,” I yell back with a sheepish expression. She shakes her head and goes back to work. I look at the trees and instantly have a plan of attack ready, I walk down the row of trees and begin punching them alternating hands between trees as I go. working at such a pace, I quickly catch up to Applejack, and shortly after pass her. I reach the end of the row and wait for the farm mare to arrive, when she reaches the rest spot I pass her a glass full of Ice water, watching as she drinks greedily.

“Thanks for the water Sparrow Feather,” She puffs out between breaths.

“Ah. So you do remember my name,” I say in surprise. I didn’t know I had actually said it but who cares.

“Yup, I remember. But now I am just dying to know why you didn’t knock any apples off the trees?” She asks pointing at my still unharvested row.

“Heh, Watch,” I answered. I sat down my drink and walked till I was about a foot from the end of the row, squared myself up with the tee, arched back in a haymaker pose with fists braided, then sharply brought them down on the ground with as much force as I could muster. A couple seconds later and all the apples had fallen into baskets.

“Land Sakes Alive!” AJ hollered.

“If you come here I’ll teach you?” I asked offering her another way to harvest them quicker.

She gulped down her water, and eagerly trotted over to where I stood. I had her to sit on her haunches and relax while I finished my water.

“Okay now close your eyes, good. Now...open them,” I instructed, having placed my talons over her eyes, using a technique called transvision, allowing one person to see that of another through that ones own eyes.

“Wow is the color always this bold?” She asks impressed.

“Not even close, it’s just the boost from the transvision,” I replied. It was a lie, a smooth lie to protect who I was, it was just my normal vision as it was more vibrant from all the experiments.

“Now can you see the trees, and how they have certain spots on their trunks,” I asked. When two people are in transvision, the one who has their eyes covered takes over the sight of the one covering them. In a sense the person loses their ability to see , and move their head, but they can still hear and talk.

“Yup, it almost looks like the trees have pony pox,”

“Heh, yes and there is one area left untouched yes?”

“Yep. Right about waist high.”

“That is where you want to hit the tree. But remember when you hit the tree don’t give it the signature buck you always use just a good, solid, punch,” I instructed. A moment later while AJ was memorizing the area of impact on the trees, a massive pain erupted in the side of my head as I was set flying.

“Leave my sister alone, you beast!” The now obvious voice of Big Mac roared. I soon slammed into a tree and struggled to catch my breath, but when I looked up I saw AJ lying motionless while Big Mac stalked towards me. I sprung to action flying over the rampaging stallion, and sprinting towards the unconscious mare.

“AppleJack, are you there, speak to me!” I rambled while shaking her. She didn’t respond to my voice but she was breathing so I scooped her up and hovered in the air.

“Big Mac, meet us behind the schoolhouse at my house. If you see Scoots have her take you there!” I hollered down before spinning around and taking off. In my haste I barely noticed the cone forming around me as I rushed to my house.

I landed gently and rushed through the door, making a table appear out of nowhere and gently laying her on it, placing a couch pillow under her head. Soon after I put a oxygen mask on her face, she began to stir.

“Mmm. What happened, where am I?” AJ asked slowly coming back to reality. “And why is it so dark?” She asks causing my heart to stop.

No! Not now! Oh God why this?

Now knowing what needed to be done, I decided to answer her so she wouldn’t panic.

“Don’t worry AppleJack, your eyes simply haven’t adjusted from the transvision,” I lied. A big lie too, when I had been thrown my talons ripped through her face, slicing deep into her eyes, and nose.

The small amount of energy left by the sudden separation must be keeping her blood from pouring.

“Sparrow? Is that you?”

“It’s me AppleJack,”

“What happened?” She asks in an almost pleading voice, causing me to hesitate.

“Sparrow?”

I took a deep breath and sighed. “Out of a brotherly love for his sister, Big Mac drove his hoof into my face, cutting the connection and causing you to black out,”

“Then why haven’t my eyes straightened out yet?” She asks the killer question.

I walked over to the table, bracing for the next hurdle and placed my hand over her eyes, allowing the world to go dark. “I thought they had,” I told her, knowing that they had only just done so.

It is very hard to explain events in great detail without having a view of those events, therefore the following events have been told to me by friends and family alike. The following memories were also saved in a video format via myself and Twilight, so that I could experience them myself.

AJ’s Point Of View.

“Oh Sparrow!” I said with a gasp.

“What?” He asks as if he doesn’t know what’s going on.

“You look like crud,”

“Well AJ honey, not to be rude, but you probably don’t look your best either right now,” He says with a big smile, holding up a mirror for me to see myself.

“I look like ah always do,” I snip back.

“OH!” He yelps. His face turned as bright as a red delicious, and his wings extended to their fullest.

I was glad he couldn't see my face as it was nearly red as he was.

“Sometimes being white and having wings make for a lot of embarrassing moments,” He explains as his wings fold back down to his sides.

“Yeah well shouldn’t we do something about your face, I mean no offense but you’re hurtin pretty bad from the looks of it?”

“We can bandage it, but then you have to go finish that orchard so you make quota, and don’t give me any lip about it. I am going to be fine and Phae, and Lil’ Mac should be here soon, so I’ll have plenty of help,” He ordered not giving me an inch.

“Little Mac Eh, who’s that?” I ask in curiosity.

“He’s a timberwolf,” He answered bluntly.

“And Phae?”

“A phoenix,”

“Well that does it, your bandages are all set, and I can go back and finish the orchard,” I told him as I put the scraps in the trash and rinsed my hooves in the kitchen sink.

“If you see your brother head him off and send Scoots on home, please,” He asks slipping on a hoodie and climbing up on his couch.

“Sparrow?” I ask in a quiet voice.

“Yes AppleJack,”

“How long will you be...”

“I don’t know AppleJack,” He said knowing what I would ask. I turned and walked out the door, gently sliding shut behind me.

“And where is that filthy gryphon?” Big Mac’s thunderous voice sounded behind me. I turned around in time to see Scootaloo shoot past me into the house, then look up to answer Big Mac.

“He’s inside curled up on his couch half dead, thanks to you!” I screamed sure that the door was soundproof.

“What are you talking about!” He yelled back.

“What I mean, is that when you put your hoof in his head you nearly killed me, and he fixed your mistake. When he was sent flying, his claws almost cut clean through my eyes and really did a number on my face. Now I don’t know how, and I don’t care but he took what you made him do to me and now he is laying on that couch blind, and he’s not even sure he’ll see again,”

Big Mac just sat there speechless soaking up what I had just told him. I would have stayed longer to see his reaction but I had apples to harvest.

I hope Sparrow is allowed to see again, that kid needs his sight.

Jordan Point Of View.

At the end of today I find myself facing a greater challenge than the day before. I have been blinded, beaten and bruised, but the show must go on, as they say.

“Lord give me strength to meet the challenging days ahead. In tua sanctum nomen, Amen”
I repeat to myself, unsure if I would still be heard or not. The next day I kept Scoots home from school, after dropping a note by the school explaining to miss Cheerilee why I had kept Scoots home, we went to find Rainbow Dash to see if she could help us prepare the stadium for our act.

“Come on honey, we gotta get going if we’re ever gonna get dash to help us prepare the stadium!” I called out.

“Coming Daddy!” I hear her reply followed by the sound of hooves pattering across the floor. I felt her hop on my back and strap herself into the harness I came up with during my sleepless night. The harness was sort of like being strapped into a square with hoof slots allowing Scoots to direct my wings, twist left hoof forward, I climb, backward I dive. Right hoof controls the direction in the same manner, allowing scootaloo to guide me with precision allowing me to still do my stunt, and with a final click she was latched in.

“Ready!” She yelled, and off we went using the harness as a steering mechanism. The flight around town wasn’t too long before we found Dash, lounging on a cloud.

“Hey Dashie!” Scoots yelled, rousing the mare from her nap.

“Go away Scoots,....Scoots!” She took a double take, knowing Scoots couldn’t fly.

“What are you doing up here?”

“We need your help to set up the stadium for our act tomorrow,” Scoots immediately blurted out our mission.

“Well since you came all the way up here, and you clearly need my help, I guess I’m game,”

“Awesome!” Scoots shrieked. We made our way to the stadium easily keeping pace with Dash, and began setting the stadium up. The change we made to the stadium, was that we made rafters across the bottom of the stadium so that something immensely heavy could sit on them.

“Well, all done, anything else I could do?” Dash asked surprising me.

“Sure, could you make sure that I go before you tomorrow, I want Scoots to be able to see your act and I can’t do that if you go first,”

“Sure thing, see ya tomorrow!” She called blasting off. Scoots used her money to take us out to eat, as she had been getting a steady stream of bits from the investment I had made for her. We went to a place called the Gilded Gryphon, and laughed as I struggled to eat the hay fries she had ordered me. They tasted pretty much the same as potatoes only less filling and more greasy. After that we went home and Scoots passed out on the couch, curling up next to me as I failed to sleep again. my lack of sleep was at the very least enjoyed by the thought of my little filly curled up on the couch with her old man.
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ME: Well that was a twist.

Sparrow: You mean to tell me, that now I have to do the tryouts, BLIND!

ME: Exactly.

Sparrow: I’m gonna throttle you so hard.

ME:Only if you find me before you trip.

Sparrow: Grrrrrr....Hey Scoots let’s get him.

ME: Ahh! GRANDMA!

Gma: Kids, bed, now!

ME & Sparrow: YES MAM!

(A/N. This is only a bridging chapter and the big day will be next but it will take longer as I have started school now. If you are reading this I want to thank you for reading this, it makes my day to know people read my work.)

The Big Day

I am Sparrow Feather, gryphon lord of the Everfree and Prince of Equestria. And today I’m struggling to finish the task at claw.

“We’re almost there daddy!” Scootaloo calls out from behind me. We had been flying for almost an hour and so far weren’t running into any problems. Scoots had managed to get twenty other fans to have permission slips signed allowing them to go to cloudsdale. Unexpectedly Cheerilee had insisted that she come along, and her being older than me I decided not to argue and let her come along, it’s not like the extra weight would kill me. The act consisted of flying an area of land the exact size of the stadiums lower outlet to the stadium. Being there is no floor Rainbow, Scoots, and I rigged beams to hold the platform in place while the kids, and now adult, watched and cheered.

“Featherweight, how far is the stadium from here?” Scoots asked. The poor love stricken pegasus was flying back and forth between Scoots and Cheerilee and making sure every pony knew what they were doing, as well as the rules.

“Hold on,” He replies diving down to the ground. Earlier that morning I had instructed all the fillies and colts, that they were not to leave the dirt, and to make sure that if Cheerilee called them they were paying enough attention to hear her. After having walked to the land mass we had carefully measured, I began checking the various chains I had bolted to the flight pad. finding they were tight I moved to the center of the pad.

“Hey Dad, how heavy do you think this thing is?” Scoots asked. I took the time to think about that before I answered.

“Well once you kids are on it, more than likely it will weigh about three tons,” I answered after figuring the amount of weight per pony. The days I had spent training for this had paid off, and I was moving at a good pace and nothing had gone wrong, later Scoots told me there were Pegasi flying along side the platform.

“If you speed up, we can be there in about fifteen minutes Dad,”

“Tell Feathers to warn the kids that I’m gonna pick up the pace, and have them all move to the middle,” I ordered knowing that if I put on the speed the platform would tip and I didn’t want the kids rolling off with the height we were at. When scoots gave me the all clear I put on the heat and began flapping my wings harder, and harder, climbing steady till Scoots let off the pedal. I was now beginning to feel the burn from the lifting harness around my shoulders and hips, knowing the pain I would feel long after this was over I began to question if I should have done this or not.

No stow that thinking idiot, you know why you’re doing this and there ain’t no going back.

Almost ten minutes later, by the sounds of cheering I realized we were almost at the stadium and Scoots began putting pressure on the pedal letting me know to slow down, and get ready to lower the area into the center.

“Going down Dad, nice and easy. ... Almost there, slower, slower, perfect!” Scoots yelled, mashing the pedals and digging into my skin. As the weight on my shoulders lessened I slowly drifted down to the pad, removed the harness, and walked off to the side where Scootaloo hopped off and ran to her club and started preparing them to support their hero, as I walked off the dirt and into the clouds to sit and listen as Dashie performed for her crowd.

“That was quite a feat of strength out there,” Some unknown mares voice called from beside me. I rose to my feet and turned my head towards her voice.

“Thank you, it was my honour to do so,” I answered. Not being able to see was beginning to agitate me, as I could not be more personal with whomever I spoke to.

*sniff* *sniff* “Judging by the smell I’d be hard pressed to believe that I am speaking to Spitfire, the current captain of the Wonderbolts, and hero to Rainbow Dash, Yes?”

“Thats me. Say can I ask you a question?”

“Fire away, I don’t mind at all,” I reply.

“Why are you wearing a blindfold?” The question took me off guard. Earlier that morning I had put a bandana over my eyes to cover the wrappings that AJ and I used to help heal my wounded face.

“Well if you wouldn’t mind I could use some help removing it, Scootaloo got it a bit tight, and it’s beginning to hurt,” I answered. A moment later she undid the bandana and pulled it off.

“Wow you really must have done a number on your face,” She comments.

“Yes I did. Now Miss Spitfire, if you had to choose a new member for the wonderbolts, what qualities would you like?” I asked. I was genuinely curious, and also had an ulterior motive.

“Well in all honesty, I would like to find a pony, or gryphon, or a dragon that, has spirit, potential, honesty, courage, grit, and is a kind character,”

“Quite a laundry list of a character ain’t it?”

“I’d like to think of it as a way to judge a new face,” She explains.

“Well, how would you feel if that one, person if you will, was here today and you overlooked them?”

“I suppose I would be upset, why?”

“Because for about oh, five years, you will overlook one of your strongest candidates, by that time someone will take your place, and near the middle of their term as captain they will finally pick that one who patiently waited, waited for years, hoping they might finally get to fly with the hero they so faithfully followed. That one faithful person will make you proud, but she will never know you cared unless you tell her, that pony, that filly, is down there cheering on her hero and yet she has no clue you care about her future, and you, will only be known to that filly as her hero’s hero, unless you go down there and introduce yourself to her. And if you don’t she will struggle to ever see her potential,” I tried my hardest to explain how important she was to Scootaloo’s future, all the time wondering how I knew all this but writing it up as being part alicorn.

“You make it sound like I’m pretty important if this filly is ever going to grow up,” She replies.

“Oh believe me, no pony, not Celestia, or Luna, not even me, is as crucial as you,”

“Then I guess I better pay her a visit eh?” She says flying off.

Now if only I knew how I knew all of that.

“Well its been an amazing day here at the tryouts and there have been quite a few amazing acts!” The announcer bellows. “We’ll give the Wonderbolts a few minutes to decide and then they will announce today’s winner,” He continued. flicked my ears back and laid my head back down. on my arms. I was hoping Scootaloo had a great time, as it would be a bit before I came back up here, I didn’t mind the height or the chill, just everything being made out of clouds was kind of unnerving.

“Fillies and Gentlecolts, the judges have made their decision. and the winner is, Sparrow Feather!” the announcer shouted.

Well time to be amazing. I thought to myself. I made my way back to the center of the arena and back to the harness so I could take Cheerilee and the kids home. As I reached the center of the arena, the crowd’s massive cheers suddenly stopped. I slipped the harness on and strapped the guide box back on.

“Well Sparrow are you going to head to the Wonderbolts skybox, and find out where you’ll be staying?” Some strange feminine voice asked.

*Sniff* *Sniff* “No Princess Luna, I will not, it would be quite ridiculous for a blind gryphon to train with pegasi that are out of his league, it would be better fitting for second place to go in my stead as the winner,”

“Well then folks, today’s winner is fan favorite Rainbow Dash!” The announcer yelled. No sooner had the announcer finished, than the crowd was roaring again, and amidst the roaring Somepony whispered in my ear that they would send a chariot to my house to fetch me.

The princess wants my company, how flattering.

A few moments later Scootaloo hopped on, strapped in and we headed back to the launch pad. Once we landed Cheerilee took a roll call and sent them home.

“Sparrow I want to thank you for doing this today it meant a lot to my school children, and it was wonderful to see them so happy,”

“It was nothing Miss Cheerilee, but can I ask you for a favor?”

“Of course,”

“Could you help me wash my face, the princess is sending a chariot to get me and I would like to look presentable in front of her?” halfway into my question I began blushing and lowered my head trying to hide it.

“Oh dear.” Cheerilee remarked. “If the princess wants to see you then I suppose you really would like your face cleaned and re wrapped?”

“Yes I would, thank you so much,” I replied thanking her. A few minutes later I walked out of the schoolhouse washroom with fresh wrappings and a refreshed feeling on my face. Saying goodbye to Cheerilee, Scootaloo and I walked back to the house.

“Dad, what does it mean to be blind?” She asks.

“It means that you can’t see, honey,” I answered.

“So you can’t see mee?” She asks, sounding as if though she would cry.

“No, honey, I can’t see you. But I remember what you look like, and I don’t want to find that your beautiful face is stained with tears,” I told her having stopped and held her face in my claw close to my face. “And honey no matter what happens, I will always love you, and nothing can change that,” I said hugging her tight and stroking her mane while she cried into my chest feathers. when she finished we continued walking till we got to the house, I went inside and grabbed my hoodie and a snack for Scoots, then we boarded the carriage and left.

“ONWARDS & UPWARDS! ALLONSY!”

And the fan starts spinning,

Unknown location.

“So have you got anything yet?”

“No Mace, now leave me alone!”

“Chill Vanguard. What do you want for lunch cause I’m going out?”

Mace is always getting on my nerves..

“Nothing I'm busy, now leave me alone!”

“Just like your dad, aight back in a jiff.”

Stupid idiot..

“Yeah,whatever.”

Ok runt, you wanna be sneaky so much, two can play at that game!.

“Rain Maker! Do a scan for every type of energy, Fridiot may or may not have used to sneak around, but make sure you link that to the corner of 4th street and Mane!”

“Every kind Miss?” Aks the dirt brown unicorn.

“Every kind.”

“Yes Miss.”

I need to hurry up and find this idiot if I care to get payed.

“Energy source found Miss!”

“Well what is it?”

“Massive teleport energy signature at specified point.”

“Are you sure, teleport energy doesn’t exist for his kind!”

“Go to the corner and see for yourself then!”

“Fine!” I reply storming off to the stairs.

Reaching the surface I meet Mace returning with lunch.

“Yeah. Hey were you going?”

“To the corner of 4th and Mane.”

“Well I’m coming too.”

“Whatever.”

Equestria, five minutes ago

“Huh, what, oh that’s nice. Zzzzzzzz” Scoots jumps in her sleep from my outburst.

Oops. Need to be more careful.

"I need to think about this in more detail. Guess it couldn't hurt!"

I ran across the living room and stepped up to the fireplace. “Gamma! Please open the chute!” I called to seemingly no one.

“Voice recognized, Welcome back Mr. J!” The robotic voice beamed.

“Good to be back Gamma. You still remember the ‘Aces In Exile’ training routine?”

“Course I do Mr. J, feeling a bit frisky today?” She asks.

I steeped onto the quick release pad. "Yes Gamma, I am!"

Terry and I had a friend back on earth who was a whiz kid when it came to replicating personalities, He programmed both Artificial Intelligence personalities I ordered. Even though he was a genius, he didn't have any girls, therefore we spitefully called him ‘Bonehead’. Now I know what you're thinking, ‘Why spitefully?’, simple. He could go to school and have to take sanctuary in the principal's office, for all the girls trying to snatch him for their own, then have to blitz for the fire escape to dodge the female principle, only to refuse every phone number, card, or whatever they would leave in his locker or on his desk. One day though, He had had all he could stand and spent the entire night creating a new escape plan, he said his gut was telling him they would not fall for the same old routine any longer. Sure enough when morning came everything began as normal. His grandma drove him to school, I joined his journey to class, proceeded through the front doors to instantly blaze our way towards the principal’s office. Reaching the office we jumped out the window and onto the fire escape.

“Going somewhere boys?” Miss Phallis asked in a rather sultry tone, causing us both to shudder and burst up the fire escape, as she was blocking the way down. Upon reaching the top, we found at least half the girls in the entire school already there, their numbers growing rapidly.

“These girls are like mares during heat!” I quipped to Bonehead. I suddenly realized the fact the only school in town was almost all girls, the night class being the only exception where it was mostly boys, but still only a handful.

“Ya don’t say!” He deadpanned. “Iv'e had enough of this time to end it right here, right now!” He roared. Now let me help you realize how his roaring might have been just a tiny bit intimidating. Drew, more popular to his friends by Bonehead, shared an almost carbon copy background with yours truly, and he was Britsih. Drew stands a towering six foot seven, weighs exactly three hundred pounds with all of it being muscle, is technically a genius at fifteen, and looks indestructible. now picture that roaring only about a foot away from you and loud enough to make your ears ring.

“Admit it, we have you trapped, and you aren’t going to get away this time Drew!” One of the school girls snapped. He just stood there for a minute or so before sliding off his backpack, kneeling on the ground and pulling out a duster and stetson before putting them on.

“What are you doing Bonehead, nows not the time for dress up!” I bellowed.

"No, you're absolutely right, nows the time for dressing down!" A girl wearing clothes that were far too tight for a girl of any size let alone hers, says in an extremely lust filled voice causing me to shiver again.

Rather than argue, he simply stood and threw me over his shoulder and began sprinting toward an unguarded edge of the roof. It took only about a second to realize what he was going to do.

“That’s a three story drop numskull!” I yelled trying to squirm free only causing him to grip harder. He didn’t say anything and before I knew it we had left the building, even Elvis was impressed. Now I knew Drew had some issues concerning the jumping department. He could chin up the basketball goal and jump over twelve feet in the long jump, but two blocks was pushing on, no, is insanity. And that’s what we did. I wont be doing that again anytime soon.

“Hey Jordan?”

“Yeah?”

“You wet yourself.” He answered flatly.

“Lets just go home!” I said as we began walking back towards home.

I was pulled out of my reminiscing by the sudden jolt of landing at the situation room.

“Good luck Mr. J!”

Kinda wish Bonehead was here right now so I’d have someone to fan spasm with.

"Thanks Gamma!"

I Que up the song I want to exercise to, morph and grab my favorite gloves, tighten my shoelaces, soften up my muscles and crack my neck, all before I begin my absolute favorite dance routine.

So where should I start? Let's see it started after going blind. While nothing about that situation was odd other than, Big Mac talking more than, well anyone is used to actually! Then the next odd thing that comes to mind is Spitfire. Why would she talk to me so casually? And how did I know that she is going to be so ingrained in Scoots development, clear to the fact that Scoots would be a Wonderbolt? Grrrrrrrrrrrr! Nothing is making any sense, and I'm still confused!

*Sigh*

Well at least I have figured out how I can see again.

I finish dancing and shower off the sweat and junk.

"Time to do something. Maybe I'll go make a present for Luna."

I walked to the elevator and went to the workshop, working late into the night.

An Invitation.

It has been one week since things started getting awkward.

Lil Macintosh had moved outside the house, preferring his space and quiet. I built him a house of his own with three bedrooms so when he expanded he would have room, allowing him a special access door into the main house, I decided to ask him a question.

“Hey Mac?”

“Yes?”

“Can I ask you a favor?”

“Of course!”

I hand him a book with some pictures in it, “Study these Images, and if you see any of these while you're out roaming let me know as quick as you can!” I say making it sound important.

“Why?”

“Because. Any one of the things in this book means very bad things for Equestria!”

“I’ll let you know.”

“Good.”

I went back into the house and checked the time. “Four hours till I pick Scoots up from school, guess I can work till then.” I say to myself as I make my way downstairs.

“Gamma, I’m going to be working for a while please don’t let me be disturbed and remind me to get Scoots from school in three and a half hours!”

“Sure thing Mr. J!”

Three Hours Later.

“There that batch is done, only eight more to go!” I tell myself triumphantly.

“Done early Mr. J?”

“Yep, and still got time to grab a soda before I leave to pick up Scoots!”

“Have a nice day Mr. J!” Gamma says as I step into the elevator.

“Thanks Gamma. Get some rest, would you kindly?” I say as the elevator closes.

“Good night Mr. J!”

I step out of the elevator and move toward the fridge swiping a bottle of Dr Pepper and stripping it of it’s label.

I walk through the door. Thoughts of the day of that day a week ago came to mind. came back to the front of my mind.

My trip to town is relatively short as I only live a little ways back in the forest behind the schoolhouse. Upon getting there I find Scoots and the gang headed for the acres.

"Hey Scoots where ya going!" I called out as I trotted up.

"We got a Dash club meeting, and then some crusading to do.

"Ok then have fun."

"See ya later Dad!"

“Oh one last thing , bring your friends over after club meeting, we got some preparing to do for Nightmare Night!”

“But it’s 6 weeks away!” She replied, looking at me like I was an alien.

“Then we are already late!” I called out as I bolted for town.

“Weirdo.” She sing songs under her breath.

“I heard that!”

Now off to visit Doc Shy Mane and make sure my eyes are functioning normally.

“Man I do not know how I got around before wings!” I say in excitement.

“You probably walked silly.”

“It’s a good thing I’ve come to expect you in random places Pinkie, otherwise I might have fell out of the sky.”

“No you wouldn’t silly.”

“Cause you’d catch me right?”

“Nopey Lopey.”

“What!” I yelped screeching to a halt.

“You’d catch me Wingsy!” I took in what she was saying and for some reason lowered to the ground.

“Of course I would my dear Madame Pinkie, but how could our love flourish when another longs for my devotion?”

This is going to be hysterical. I know right.

“But Wingsy, how am I to care for little Sprinkles, how am I supposed to tell him his daddy cares about him when he’s not even around to help me raise him? What am I supposed to do when he asks what you look like, hugh? What then?”

Wow nice job on the tears, very realistic. He-He! Thanks.

“But ze dressmaker she beckons for me, like a caged bird beggingz to be zet free from zer prison of lonely nights inz her shop, speaking to zer plastic modelz and cruel feline!”

Wow you do za good vork on ze prench no? We.

“Is that what you told the school teacher when you left her for me, that I called to you because I was sick of the lonely nights in the bakery speaking to my flour, and baking mixes? Is it!?”

You do that? No

“No dear Pinkie no, I told her nothing of the sort, though now I think that would have been better.”

“Alright now you listen here you ruffian, if that is how you think you can treat my friends leaving them for other mares, and after having foals with them no less then so be it.”

Hold on just a bit longer. I’m trying Pinkie I’m trying.

“But don’t you dare come near me, I don’t care how attracted I am to you, or how lonely I am.”

Nope can’t hold it! Me neither.

“I will not allow myself... Why are you laughing?”

For a good ten minutes the only thing Rarity heard from Pinkie and I was whole hearted, pleats of laughter.

“You....fell for....our....improv....hook...line....and sinker.” I answered in between gasps of air and pounding my chests.

“That wasn’t funny.” Rarity deadpans.

“Then why is everyone but you laughing?”

“It’s still not funny!” Rarity answers, the floodgate was about to break.

Watch me turn this around Pinkie! Hehe good luck, you’re going to need it.

“Fillies and Gentlecolts! Please give a round of applause to are Improv victim today, The magnificent Miss Rarity Filigree!” I shout to the spontaneous crowd of onlookers, who instantly erupt in cheers.

“See Rarity, they love you and all you did was be a good target.” I whisper.

“Yes but that doesn’t mean I am not still lonely, or that I do not find you attractive!”

“I find you attractive as well but that doesn’t mean I’m in the market for a marefriend, and in fact am already spoken for by another. Whom by the way until they say I can I won’t tell you, but I assure you that you aren’t the only mare vying for my affection. Perhaps you should privately ask a certain school teacher about her thoughts on griffins,”

“I suppose I shall, come by the shop sometime and see me maybe we could have tea?”

“Sure, I’d like that.”

Now back to the hospital trip.

“Good evening sir, how can I heeeeellpp you? Oh!” She says as she looks up from her papers.

“Something the matter Miss?”

Please don’t be racist! please don’t be racist!

“Just don’t see a Griffin here often, ever actually.”

“So I make you uncomfortable, or is it just strange?”

“Just strange.....and really cool!”

“Uh hugh, why?”

“You’re an albino, and to see a griffin is rare, but an albino griffin is statistically impossible, and....and an a...a..a.aand wow!”

“I’m spoken for Miss Red Heart.”

Fwoomp!

“Nurse Frostbite to the front desk, nurse Frostbite to the front desk Please!” I called out over the intercom. I put down the microphone and walked back over to the waiting area, and put on my hoodie.

“Hey!.....Hey, Mister Griffin!”

Oh please dear God give me a break.

“Can I help you...Lyra?”

“You know my name!?”

“Lyra, A.K.A Heartstrings, seafoam green coat, hair is near match with white streaks, cutie mark portrays a golden lyre, your trademark instrument, your fathers name is Dewey Decimal, and since childhood you’ve been obsessed with humans, and even through constant nagging of your roommate you continue to pursue the truth!”

“Are you..is that it?”

“Oh no certainly there is more to the mysterious mare known as Lyra, but I would rather hear it from said mares mouth, than to quote files written by a stranger. Does that suffice or would you like to come over thursday evening with your roommate for dinner, say seven?”

Hope they like mushrooms.

“U..uh..uhm, sure 7 o'clock thursday evening, we will be there.” she says with a sheepish grin.

“Nothing fancy now, I’m not a five star person just a simple drake looking to make some friends.”

“So what did you come to the hospital for.”

“I wanted Doc Shy Mane to check my eyes and make sure they’re working right.”

“Why?”

“You mean you haven’t heard about the blind griffin who lifted the entire school to the Cloudsdale Colosseum?!”

“That was you!?”

“Yeah, see why I came.”

“Could somepony tell me what happened here please?” Nurse Frostbite asked.

“I can Miss Frostbite, I came to visit Doc Shy Mane and began talking to nurse Redheart, she start telling me how rare I was, being an albino griffin then she just stopped talking and began staring at me, I said I was taken...”

Fwoomp!

“And that happened.”

“Hey Lyra!”

“Yeah?”

“What you in for?”

“I’ve got the flu.”

“Come here.”

“What’s up?”

“Hold still.” I gently grabbed her ear and blew softly down the inside.

“You should be fine within the hour, so could you lend me a hoof with getting these mares off the floor before they catch the fluuuu.......I did something only coltfriends do didn’t I?”

“Uh hugh!” She says shivering with embarrassment, her eyes wide and face red as an apple.

Oh Lord I done did it now.

“Urgh, look help me get these mares settled in a chair, and I will explain what exactly just happened.”

“O...ok..kk..kk.kay!”

After setting the nurses in chair where they would lean on each other, keeping them from hurting they’re necks, we left.

“Drat the class is out for recess. Lyra do you trust me?”

“N..n..no.”

“Good get on my back!”

“O...o...oh....o..okay.”

“Now hold really still!” I ordered. Raising my wings to keep Lyra safe from stray unidentified flying toys, I began my march through the playground.”

“Hey Scootaloo why does your dad want us to come over for Nightmare Night planning?”

“I don’t know I think it might be his first Nightmare Night.”

Wow Scoots real perceptive.

“Cool maybe he’ll have a sleepover, and a costume party!”

Sounds fun I’ll put that on the list.

“Nah that sounds like somethin little fillies would do.”

Your point being.

Finally making it to the front door I realize that Lyra has succumbed to the stress and passed out.

Great gonna be some heart damage to take care of.

The moment I open the door a smell hits me like a freight train.

Oi that’s disgusting. I can’t believe I forgot to clean up..

I make my way to my bedroom and lay her down, before scanning her vitals, and checking how much Damage I caused to her heart.

Well I’ll be a termite’s tail, no heart damage with all that stress! Wonder woman in pony form!

(Sniff) “I need a shower too, that would be embarrassing to find out she passed out from how bad I smell.” I say to myself as I grab some clothes from the drawer and head to my bathroom.

“Jeeves, please prepare the water coffin for use, would you kindly?”

“Certainly sir!” The more reserved Ai replies.

Now to leave a note for Lyra in case she wakes up and make sure the place is nice and smells nice.

"Water coffin is ready sir."

"Thank you Jeeves."

After making sure all the loose ends were tied up I returned to the bathroom to clean up.

“Jeeves, close and fill water coffin please.” I asked stepping into the almost dunk tank like cylinder and putting on the respirator.

“Right away sir.”

As the water quickly filled the tank I began to wonder how I would explain being ignorant of how culture worked here, and also what costumes I would make for the other fillies.

I know what Scoots and I are gonna be, but I don’t know what to do for AppleBloom, maybe some sort of fix-it-felix costume

“Degrease cycle initiated sir.”

I wonder If I will end up being Lyra’s coltfriend? I don’t want to be, but well she is a pretty cool mare, and we both like music.

"Rinse cycle initiated sir."

I wonder if Bon-Bon would disapprove? Not that it matters.

“Drying cycle initiated sir.”

Does she even want to be in a relationship?

“Bathing finished sir, have a splendid evening!”

“Thank you Jeeves!” I replied as I stepped out of the coffin and began dressing my human form.

KNOCK-KNOCK

“Who is it?”

“Mr. Griffin, it’s Lyra!”

“Just a moment Lyra, and you can call me Jordan.” I tell her. Opening the door and walking back into the bedroom.

“But...bbb.bb.bb.bb..but how?!”

“I would like to know that myself.”

“No I mean how did you learn about humans, and where did you learn your magic!?”

“Woah! slow down, 1st, I am Human. And 2nd, It ain’t magic.”

“So when you blew in my ear you weren’t putting the moves on me?” She asks.

“No, I’ll admit that was not my intent.”

“Ponyfeathers!” She curses under her breath and slumps her head.

So she does want a relationship.

“That bad hugh?”

“I can’t even get a stallion to notice me, since I moved from Canterlot. It’s like I’m ugly now that I moved to Ponyville!” She rants, tears beginning to form.

“That’s not so!”

“What?” She asks as she wipes her nose with a magically appearing box of tissues.

“I find you to be extremely beautiful, but I try to keep all my thoughts about mares to myself, as some are very keen to telling me their feelings!”

“You find me attractive?” She says sniffling.

“Yes I do, but in most cases I would lie and say I’m spoken for, but it would be stupid to say that right now, what with you crying and all.”

She just sits there for a few minutes leaning against my bed, as I lean against the dresser waiting for her to speak.

“So, Human?”

“Yep, the one and only!”

“Oh the irony!”

“Hmm?”

“How long I said, ‘Humans exist’ and yet I and my words were disregarded as the ravings of a mad mare!”

“But not anymore, I will allow you to bring a small group of your closest friends and I will show them you are not crazy.”

“You’d do that for me?”

“Sure. As long as they promise to only speak to the two of us about it, I don’t mind at all.”

“Can I bring them on thursday?”

“Heh, if you make sure I get some recipes for pony food, still a meat eater in human form possibly more so than my griffin one.”

“You bet I can!”

“Then thursday at seven, I will prepare a small feast for your friends.”

“This is so awesome, I can’t believe after all this time I finally get to meet a human!”

“Calm down Lyra, your gonna make your heart explode from excitement! Come I will walk you home.” I say walking towards the door before stopping.

“Hold on can’t go around looking like this, I’d get spotted so quick.”

"What do you mean?"

"I'm a changin mah shape!" I quipped in the old lazer meme voice from countless youtube videos. Changing form is almost second nature to me now, able to shift with a mere thought rather than, minutes of intense concentration.

"That....that's incredible! Are you sure you aren't a unicorn?" She asks with a skeptical look.

"Absolutely sure, besides if i was a unicorn I wouldn't need to parade around as a weirdo griffin!" I answered her crossing my eyes and cracking a stupid grin, causing us both a good bit of laughter.

We reached the door, only to be greeted by the crusaders.

"Hey girls, perfect timing, we were just coming to get you three!"

"Uh Dad what is Lyra doing here? No offense Lyra!"

"Funny story that!" I said with a sheepish grin.

"Dad?" Lyra asks confused.

"Hugh, oh yeah Lyra, Scoots is my daughter, I adopted her a while back. And Scoots to answer your question I am in the midst of making some friends around Ponyville, Lyra being the first."

"Cool! So where are you going?"

"To get some recipes from Bon-Bon."

"But what about the Nightmare Night planning? She asks with a tweaked eyebrow.

"Climb on girls! We'll discuss costumes on the way." I replied extending a wing for them to climb up.

"Ready?"

"CUTIE MARK CRUSADER GRIFFIN RIDERS YAY!!!"

I Reached over and lent a claw to Lyra, who had fell to the sudden vocal onslaught of the CMC!

"I don't know how you aren't deaf with that scream behind you!" Lyra yells.

"Iv'e had worse." I tell her. at the same time I relieve the effects of mentioned pain.

"Now lets get going."

“So what are you going to be for Nightmare Night Dad?”

“I thought we could do a tandem costume.”

“What’s a Tandem costume?”

“It’s a costume where two or more ponies work together to pull it off Scootaloo.” Sweetie Bell stated.

“Well that’s the point, but this is different. I have some pranks planned but we're going to have to practice and pull it off perfectly.”

“So what are we going to dress up as?” Apple Bloom asked.

“Well Apple Bloom, are you afraid of spiders?”

“No, but Fradie Bell here is!” She answered before narrowly avoiding a swipe from Sweetie.

“Well then it’s all settled. Sweetie, you're costume will be a robot and Apple Bloom will be Doctor Octopus!”

“What am I going to be Dad?” Scoots asks eagerly.

“Yeah and who’s Doctor Octopus?!”

“You’ll see!” I sing songed. We had finally arrived at Lyra’s house to pick up the recipes for Thursday evening and drop her off.

“I’ll be back in a minute with those recipes you wanted!” Lyra chimed.

“Okie Dokie.”

“So Scootaloo’s Dad, why are you getting recipes from Lyra?”

“Please Applebloom call me Sparrow. And to answer your question because I don’t know how to cook for you veggie eaters, only meat eaters.”

“Got a special delivery for ya Mister Griffin!” Derpy called as she hovered down.

Since when did mail run on Sundays.

“Thanks Derpy who’s it from?”

“Soarin Sky, 1324 Wonderbolt lane!” She says in a cheery voice.

I signed for the package and she pulled out a fair sized box from her mail satchel.

“Thanks Derpy, have a muffin!” I said pulling a freshly baked blueberry muffin out of nowhere.

“Muuuufffiiiinnn!”

Nnnnnnnggggghhhhh

“How did you do that?” Lyra asked having returned from getting the recipes.

“Ah, ah, ah, a magician never reveals his secrets. Oh I meant to tell you to be ready Monday morning at 7:30 sharp!”

“Why?”

“You’ll see!” I said turning around and trotting to town.

“Hey Dad open the package from Soarin!”

Meh, what could it hurt?.

I set the package down and let the girls slide down my wing.

“Coooooome on Dad hurry up!” Scootaloo whined impatiently.

“Patience is a virtue Scoots.” I said as I opened the last flap on the box and removed a letter.

“What’s it say Dad, what’s it say.”

No way she is that adamant about seeing what I can do.

“Well It seems I’m going to be a Wonderbolt.”

Author's Note

The weeks progression is from the big day, to now.

Marefriends, Nightmares, and Pranks.

A/N Sorry for this now only getting posted it sat here for a month while the site was giving me grief but were good now. Enjoy

"Dear Sparrow Feather.

It has come to my attention, that you are quite the prospect for our team. The reason for this being that our captain, Spitfire, has ordered that this package be delivered by Friday, the 13th of this month. And if necessary I am to drag you up here by your tail

Sincerely, Soaring Sky.

PS. On a side note she has threatened to make me sleep on the couch if I can't get you up here. So from one guy to another. Help a brother out here man! X{ "

"That's sooooo awesome Scootaloo, your dad is gonna be a Wonderbolt!" The fillies shrieked in excitement, Scoots not far behind.

But I can't be a Wonderbolt! Good pay yes, but the position puts me in the open far more than is excusable, I knew that stunt was pushing it close!

"But I don't want to be a showpony." I said quietly.

"What do you mean?" Scoots asks me, jaw hanging open.

"I don't want to be in the spotlight all the time, papers talking about me, pictures everywhere, not to mention I know next to nothing about airborne acrobatics. I'm simply not made for it!"

"Isn't that what training is for?"

Not helping Sweetie Bell!

"Scoots...How important to you is it that I do this, I thought you wanted Rainbow Dash to become a Wonderbolt?"

"Well... I still do. But you'll do fine till she does!" She answers, Smiling brightly in innocence.

I don't want to but it's not about me this time.

"Then I suppose I can give it a go, but just this once!"

YAY!!! They yelled as they pounced on me, surprisingly it managed to knock me over.

After righting myself and letting the girls climb back up, we continued on our way to Sweetie's house. With the shop in view I picked the pace up to a trot. (Never thought I'd say that!)

"Hey Dad?"

"Yes Scoots?"

"Are you dating Lyra?"

I wish I wasn't Scoots, I really wish I wasn't!

"Not till tomorrow. Why?"

"Are you going to marry her?"

Oh HAY NO! I couldn't imagine if Luna or Celestia finally turned me into manticore chow how that would affect either of you.

"Dad?"

"I don't know Scoots. I haven't even been on the first date yet."

"Rarity says that special somepony catches your eye long before you ever date." Sweetie states with that matter of fact tone.

"he-he. Bet she doesn't think that way anymore!" I said in what I thought was a whisper.

"Guess I'll have to ask her."

OH I am so Screwed!

"Well Sweetie Bell, have a nice night.

Just then the door opened and AJ stepped out into the night.

"Hi AJ."

"Hey Sugar cube, what'd ya keeping the youngins out this late for?"

"We had some party planning to do!" I answered with a mischievous grin.

"Thank ya for the lunch mister Sparrow!"

"Sure thing Apple Bloom! Sleep tightly now you two!" I called as they walked back to the acres.

"I thought I heard you out here Sweetie Bell, Oh my goodness look at that mane we have to fix it all again, go to the bathroom and start a bath!" She said, barking orders to Sweetie Bell.

"Well I'm going to take this one and put her to bed." I announced looking back at the suddenly out cold filly.

"Sparrow I need to speak with you for a moment!" She called out as I began to walk away.

"Yes Rarity?" I asked as I walked back up to her door.

I had just stepped up to the door when her eyes seemed to flash an almost deep maroon color, and a pair of scissors flew out of nowhere and buried themselves in my right shoulder.

"Stay away from my sister, and don't even think about getting clothes from me anymore." She whispered.

I gritted my teeth while she pulled the scissors out of my shoulder, and levitating them to herself, wiped them clean, and disposed of them behind the door.

“Good night Rarity, sleep well.” I said grunting as I struggled to push myself up onto my hind legs.

Holy peanut butter batman! It burns!

She shut the door and I limped over the the treeline morphing back to myself and began patching my arm.

Somethings not right! There is no way she did that of her own accord.

I picked Scootaloo back up, from where I had set her down before morphing, and held her up with my wings. making my walk back through town.

Thankfully no one is out here this late.

I reached the door and put the key in the lock and slid it open.

Man I feel tired all of the sudden.

I hauled Scoots to her room and laid her down gently covering her up with her blanket and walking back toward the Living room.

“Does she truly love you?” An unknown, yet femininely husky voice asks.

Who's there? I asked confused, realizing I was paralyzed in a pose that felt like leaning against the wall.

“Does that petty mare really love you?” The voice asks again sounding closer.

Uhmm. Not likely right now no, she probably wants to know more about humans more than to be my marefriend. Why? I asked still confused why this misplaced voice even cared.

“Because I don’t want some stupid filly getting it on with my host! Bad enough I get your thoughts mixed in with my own.” The voice yells.

You don’t have to worry about that Nightmare! I said as it finally registered to my mind who was talking.

“Give me a good reason why I shouldn’t label you the same as every other stallion thats wanted my host to lift tail for them?” She snapped.

Firstly I'm a virgin so that should help,and it's be wrong to think like that, and third you already know my thoughts on that!

“So you aren’t just another average male?”

Not even close

"So do you like staring at my flank"

I can't see it, if you hadn't noticed I'm paralyzed! I snipped sarcastically

“You don’t like my flank?” She asks with a hint of hurt in her voice.

Woman you are going to drive me to madness! I groaned

“Oh I am going to have such fun playing with you!” She states with a short chuckle.

The next few minutes are spent in silence.

I am playing host to you right now, that makes this a form of parasitic relationship, so tell me. Are you well fed? I ask finally managing to get straight to the real question on my mind.

“Well enough.”

Your lying.

“You can tell?” She asks, voice full of doubt.

Yes. though it helps that you reside in my head.

“Oh.”

How do I feed you more?

“What?” she asks taken aback by the question.

How do I make sure you get fed more? I ask slightly edgy.

“I need to be let loose more, feel things, be in the sun, maybe stretch my body a bit if you get my drift?”

I think I can spare all day Wednesday, let you loosen up some. Sound good?

“Wonderful!” She beamed hopping around like Pinkie Pie. Or at least that's what my brain told me.

I'm gonna be here for a bit, so anything you want from your-- ‘new host’ while I’m here?

“Why do you care?” She asks

Because in taking you from Luna I took responsibility for you. Which means making sure you are fed well, clothed, happy, and a roof over your head, as well as good health.

"Why are you being nice to me, why don't you hate me like everyone else?"

Because we share a common trait, which is that by everypony else's standards we are branded abominations. I answered the last part coming out in a whisper as I began to return to consciousness.

Author's Note

Hopefully I have fixed this chapter.

Murphey takes a dump,

Lightheaded, it's an uncomfortable way to wake up but I am very lightheaded.

"Oh my head!" I groaned clutching it in agony.

Later that day

"Your late Wingsy."

"That happens when you oversleep."

"How could you oversleep?" She says doubtful.

"I don't know, I didn't mean to!"

Why is she- wait that flash, what is going on.

"Your lying. You look like you've been awake for hours!"

"No I haven't ." I replied, slowly getting angry.

"And just what were you doing at Twilight's house?!"

"Getting some info on nice spots to visit while on a date from her or see if she could recommend a book."

"Whatever, I'll see you some other time!" She huffs as she turns and trots away.

First Rarity, now Lyra. and what is that flash of red I keep seeing in their eyes?

"Well since that was a bust, guess we'll go back to the house and spend some time making that avatar."

*Grumble*

Or not, guess I should get something to eat.

I turn back towards town and head for the apple stand hoping to squash my hunger where it stood.

"Mornin there Sugarcube, can I get ya somethin?"

"Mornin AJ! Twenty of your finest apples please."

"You gonna bake some pies?" She asks as she begins stacking my apples on the counter.

"Nope!" I replied setting my bits on the counter. After placing the money down I spiked an apple with my claw and gave it a quick spin-peel before slicing it and putting it in my mouth.

"Why'd ya slice it if you was just gonna swallow it?"

"Watch. I said my mouth now empty. I took another apple and did the same except rather than put it in my mouth I held it in my hand and expelled a jet of blue flame over the apple, turning it into crisp apple slices.

"Dare you to try some!" I said.

"Your on pardner!" She said swiping three of the eight slices. After having nibbled one of them her eyes grew wide as saucers.

"These shar samazing! *Urrp* Woohe Sparrow those were mighty fine."

"Thank you. So how is the farm going?"

"Oh, it's doing good, I'm staying ahead of schedule right nice like!"

"Wonderful. Welp see ya later AJ." I said splitting the last of the apple crisps between us. and taking my leave.

Let's see, what do I need to do today? Check HAMPAF progress, build avatar for tomorrow, and pick up scoots from school.

*THUD*

"Ouchies Mister, that hurt!" Somepony yelped from below me.

"Oh I'm sorry Derpy I wasn't paying attention."

"Hey how did you know my name?"

"You deliver the mail for Ponyville silly."

"But I don't have any griffins on my route."

"That's odd, cause I you brought me an express package yesterday evening remember mail."

"I've never met you before mister--"

"Sparrow. But my friends have taken to calling me Wingsy!"

"Well then Sparrow welcome to Ponyville!" She says smiling.

"Thanks Derpy have a nice day!"

Hmm. Derpy as well? Anyway back to my list I think I'll start by flying to the HAMPAF build site first.

I began to fly out towards the smokey mountain, the one Novahk was evicted from in Dragonshy, When I began to think about Lyra again.

I know I should be happy that now she won't possibly get hurt by anything I do, But I can't help but feel that something is just to out of whack. Could I be over analyzing this?

After managing to shake my head clear from those thoughts I went back to thinking about the HAMPAF's build shedule.

It's going to be let's see another four months of building will finish most of the platform, apartments, and mess hall. Three weeks after should see the whole of the project finished.

"Welcome Master!" The Platform manger calls as I slip through the hidden entrance.

"Good morning Moondust! Hows progress showing?"

"Ahead of schedule by a full week Sir!"

"Wonderful, as you were honey."

"Yes sir."

Robots, the only ones unwilling to judge.

"Morning Jackie!"

"Morning Sugar, What you doin here so early?" She asks. A rather curious grin on her face.

"Just checkin on the HAMPAF's progress."

"Well don't worry none Sugar, things are coming along right nicely!"

"That's great Jackie, Keep up the good work."

"Sure thang Sugar!"

Oh that accent will never get old!

*tink* *tink* *tink*

"Hello Piper!" I said having easily caught the sound of her hooves on the steel catwalk.

"Aww! I never surprise you."

"That's cause you always try the same approach."

"OkIe Dokie Pokie!" She yells, giving me a peck on the cheek before running off back to work.

Heh Energy el limitlesse!

I started walking towards the infirmary section, quite a big endeavor I had going when your up close. I sometimes wonder if what I plan to do will really change this world for the better? Will anyone understand? Will they even care?

"EEEEEEEK!"

That sounded like!

I sped down the hall to the Infirmary wing faster than you could blink

"Luster!"

"Eeeep! Get it away from me"

"What! Are you serious girl it's just a snake, a corn snake at that."

"I'm scared of snakes."

Heh. Silly girl.

"Alright luster, little corny here is back in his cage so you can go back to playing with the other animals."

"Thank you"

I need to get her to leave those wires soon. I wonder though, out of every person I've spoken to today, Only AJ, Twi, and the girls up here haven't had that flash in their eyes. I thought to myself as I exited the room and made my way back to the entrance.

"Thirty minutes until school let's out sir!"

"Oh you've got to be kidding me!" I yelled as I took of sprinting down the hall.

"Preparing launch station at exit! 30 seconds to full power!"

Good that should get me there in time.

"10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3..2..1..LAUNCH!"

You know you probably wouldn't ever think about the G's exerted on your body when rocketed from 245 Mph to 645 in less than a quarter of a single second. Unless you were a rocket scientist that is. Let's just say that it is a lot.

---------------------------------------------------------Elsewhere in Equestria------------------------------------------------

"So that is how Discord came to be locked in stone, and Equestria was saved."

"Very good Scootaloo. Now class don't forget today is report card day, and you will all need to have them signed and return them in the morning. Also remember that tomorrow is Family appreciation day, so don't forget to tell your parent's. Alright class dismissed!" Mrs Cheerilee announced.

"Hey Scootaloo how well do you think you did on your report card?" Sweetie asked.

"I don't know Sweetie bell."

"Hey blank flanks! Who are you gonna bring to hide behind tomorrow?"

Why do those brats care.

"We ain't hidin hind nopony, and I'm bringin my sis!"

"I'm bringing my sister as well."

*Snicker* "Oh and let me guess your gonna bring your parents aren't you, oh wait I forgot you don't have any!"

You wanna be that way I'll show you.

"Hey she does--

"Yeah I'll probably just stay home like normal."

"Heh loser."

*CRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAKKKKK*

"What was that?!" Sweetie bell shrieked.

"It was me."

"Sparrow!" Applebloom yelled.

"Hey girls!"

"How was school today Scoots?"

"It was okay." I answered.

"Well let's go get something to eat. Kay?"

"Yeah."

He can make a boom too?

"So where were you?" I asked him, wondering if he really did boom.

"I was checking on the progress of the HAMPAF."

"The what?" I asked confused.

"Oh I haven't told you yet! Well HAMPAF stands for High Altitude Munitions Platform And Fortress. Basically a very advanced airship."

"Awesome!"
-------------------------------------------Return to Jordan--------------------------------------------------------------

"So how was school really for today, I used to go to school and I know that look?"

"Well it was fine until Miss Cheerilee announced that Tomorrow is family appreciation day."

"Certain pair of fillies get under your fur?"

"Yeah sorta."

"Today was report card day wasn't it?"

"How'd you know?" She asks monotone.

"I didn't know I just guessed."

"Oh."

After getting a early dinner at cuisines restaurant, we flew home to take a look at her report card.

"Alrighty let's have a look at this card."

I sat down at the nook and slowly scrolled down the list.

Hmm, B+ across the board except for math, and that's only a B. Eh what's this a request to take 'Cloudsdale Summer Flight Camp'? I think I will try something different!

I set down the card and stared softly at Scoots.

"Hehe Scoots you amuse me."

"Is that good?"

"I wasn't great at math either."

"You weren't?!" She asks in surprise.

"Not advanced math like algebra, and geometry no."

"So your not mad at me?"

"Heavens no! I'm proud of you, that is if you are doing your best if not I suggest you try harder."

"Well-"

"I'll make you a deal. I will only go and join the Wonderbolts if you promise to try your'e absolute best in school."

"Ok Daddy."

"How's about I read you a story before bed?"

"Sure."

"So what story are you going to read me?"

"How about the 'Pirate and the Princess'?" He asked me.

"Is that one of those sappy romance stories?"

"What, No! Why would I tell you of all ponies a sappy love story? That is unless you want me to!?"

Well at least you know I don't like sappy stories.

"What's it about?"

"Well"

"It's about a master of pirates, who is chased by the princess, across endless oceans, beyond vast mountains, and over
deserted plains."

"Okay, that sounds cool."

"Alright then, well lets see. Once upon a time in a land like this one, was a pirate. Now this pirate was revered among other
types who are considered evil."

"Why are pirates evil?"

"Well because most pirates will do whatever it takes to steal tons of treasure, even if it means leveling an entire city."

"Oh!"

"Now where was I, oh yes. Our revered pirate, let's call him 'Flint'. Now Flint was no ordinary pirate, no see he was known for
raiding temples and tombs,

kinda like Daring Do!

"So he was an adventurer?"

"No, see now an adventurer puts their finds in museums for kids to learn from, while a pirate keeps the treasure. Flint always
kept what he found, and was known for leaving his targets bare of any treasure, never leaving even a single coin!"

"He must have been loaded!"

"Well no, not really. See Flint while he didn't give his treasure to museums he didn't hoard it to himself. He commanded a massive crew and he didn't feel right to keep all the money when he wasn't the only one who earned it. So he payed his crew just like any other job would their worker."

"I just thought of something."

"Yes honey?"

"How did the princess chase him over land if he's a *Yawwwn* pirate?"

"He had a flying ship."

"Oh."

"Now one day Flint was resting in his cabin and getting ready to plan another raid, when he suddenly burped up a letter and
300 bits worth in gold!"

"Wait, how does he burp letters?"

"Like spike does. Whenever someone is sent a letter be it by dragon breath or princess, the one who gets the letter will almost always burp it up."

"Cool!"

"So any way when he reads the letter it turns out to be a letter from Princess 'Auraria'. Now Auraria was a kind ruler loved by
her subjects for her wisdom, generosity, and loving spirit."

"What did the letter say?"

"She had asked him to come to the castle and take lunch with her. Now you see, to anyone else this would have been an
honor, but Flint was a different story because he was a pirate.

"Why did that matter."

"Well it mattered to Flint because it was a trap, he knew because to declare yourself a pirate would be like slapping Princess Celestia!"

"No way!"

"Yes way!"

"So what did he do?"

"You'll have to wait till tomorrow night to find out!"

"Awww! But dad!"

"No buts you have a report card to return and school to go to in the morning, and its nearly 10:00 at night."

"Ok. Promise to tell me more of the story tomorrow night?"

"Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye, ow."

*Snicker*

"Goodnight Daddy!"

"Goodnight Scoots." I answered before kissing her forehead before leaving my room, cracking the door so a small amount
of light was let in from the hall.

"Dream Pleasantly honey, and May Luna guard you ever faithful."

Author's Note

This will have it fixed.

To Be Despised

The sound of hammers striking steel, of glass being formed, of various liquids being boiled, A sound that makes itself as music in my ears. It is a song that allows me to think about the complex equations that go into tuning the impovoration fluid at the accurate temperature for creating and containing a human composite.

"So what is a human composite?"

"It's basically an exact copy of a human body, only it can't think for itself so it needs either a controller, or a life essence ingrained. We'll be using the life essence."

"How?"

"I'm going to transfer you into it, then bond you to the composites DNA and functions. Doing so will allow you not only full control of motor functions, reflexes, and nervous system, but you will also be able to change physical attributes such as height and weight."

"What if it doesn't work?"

"And...Finished! Ok now all that's left is to give it a DNA Sample to work off of, and transmit some life essence."

"What if it doesn't work!?"

"Lets see-

"ANSWER ME!"

"I DON'T KNOW! ..... I just.. I don't know."

We stood there for what felt like hours, just standing there, not thinking, not talking, just breathing.

"Beginning Transfer of soul in 3....2...1..START!"

It was painful. It started with a small simple needle slowly going into my hand, virtually painless till it began climbing through my wrist. Gritting my teeth I stood stone still as it continued, reaching mid forearm, then the elbow and soon stopped at the middle of my upper arm.

"Oh thank God!" I said between gasps for air.

"It's not over yet."

"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" I yelled in utter agony as the needle suddenly became a vacuum and was draining everything from me, making it increasingly harder to stand to the point the vacuum was in jeopardy of being broken.

No! I have to keep my promise!

"GGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Just five.... more.... minutes.

I slumped down to the floor, barely keeping my arm high enough to finish moving her soul from my brain to the composite shell I had made only a few hours ago.

I don't remember anything else after that, as I returned to the white plane where I had met my real mother.

"VULNUS SANATORE!"

"Hmm?" I asked wondering if I was the one being spoken to.

"I'm so disappointed in you. All I did was give you one goal, one stinking goal, and what do you do, you kill yourself!"

"I succeeded in my task."

"Oh really now, name one pony who is actually your friend!?"

"Der-

"No, you merely accepted a package from her!"

But I just met her again!

"Then I suppose you are right and I did fail." I said hanging my head in shame.

"And killing yourself, for what some worthless piece of trash who tried to kill your own Sisters!? What in the gates of Tartarus were you thinking!?"

"Everypony deserves a second chance."

At that moment I felt a tugging in the back of my mind, kinda like when your in a deep sleep and someone tries to wake you up.

"Where do you think your going, I'm not through with you!" She yelled at me, furious that I might be thinking of skipping out on my lecture after death.

"Jordan- Jordan-?" A voice singsongs in my ear rousing me from my groggy state.

I blink open my eyes to find another pair staring back, their color a most calming shade of violet, yet with a menacing almost draconic pupil. The eyes held my gaze as they rose away from my face, up to the point I received a hand to the face shocking me back into awareness as I rolled over and proceeded to puke my guts out.

"That's for leaving me alone to try and figure out how to make this new form crawl to your stinking face and revive you!"

Okay how she did it I'm not sure, and I don't think it matters.

Groaning as I try to stand to my feet, I nearly succumb to another fit of headache inducing dry heaves.

"So I'll take that as a hint you haven't learned to balance on two legs yet?"

"It's impossible to stand on ones hind legs without a balancer, such as a tail or something."

"Oh please! Humans aren't born with tails, and animals such as the gorilla, or the chimpanzee walk on two legs without balancing limbs."

"Then show me how!"

Impatient much.

"I will, just let me get you some clothes and then we'll get you up to snuff on motor skills."

"Why do I have to wear clothes? Ponies hardly ever wear clothes."

Breath slowly, don't think about it!

"You seem to forget your not in a pony body but a human one, It's going to take time to create a composite pony form, but once it's done you'll be able to seamlessly swap between the two. And then you'll finally be able to go outside without any hassle!"

"So why do humans wear clothes?"

"Well there's a few reasons. The main reason we wear clothes is because if we didn't our genital regions and such would be in full view."

"Whats the other one?"

Sheesh Nightmare, this isn't 20Q.

"To keep us from getting sick. The human body is a terrible insulator against the elements, and is easily sunburnt." I said as I rifled through the drawers I had managed to stumble to.

"Ah, found it!" I said as I finally opened the drawer containing Gis and wraps.

"Uh you gonna help me up any time soon?! I'm just lying around here on the cold ground!" She whined

"If you'd look up you would have been up a long time ago." I answered with a tinge of irritation.

"Oh.... Have those always been there?"

"You know Nightmare, for being 4,328 years old you sure act like a teenager."

"Well excuse me! I don't think you have a right to talk Jordan, you aren't even a fraction of my age."

"You know what, never mind I henceforth moot my previous statement." I replied as I turned around and began walking towards her.

"What's with the glasses?"

"They allow me to keep from seeing you except for an outline so I don't see your personal body parts." I answered, face red as a freshly painted firetruck.

Great she's gonna use it against me. At least my nose hasn't started bleeding.

"Hey did you hear me?" She asked.

"Hugh?"

"Never mind would you hurry up and help me my arms are starting to hurt."

"Right!" I walked around behind her and set the Gi on the floor. Holding the wraps in one hand I wrapped them around her chest, just like my cousin had taught me back on earth.

"You move your hands as if you've done this plenty of times before." She asked causing my face to flush red again.

"I had to do it a lot back on earth, my daughter couldn't do it, and my cousin had forced me to learn how long before that. She wasn't very nice when it came to making me learn but I did, and once I had learn how she began teaching me how to fight. Some of my best memories are of learning at my cousins dojo."

"Dojo?"

"It's a schoolhouse of sorts for teaching martial arts and discipline." I answered. I snapped my fingers and made the Gi's pants appear on her.

"I see"

"Alright, now that your at least half dressed lets get you over to a chair." I said taking her left arm and putting it around my neck.

"What are you doing I can't walk yet!"

"Trust me."

"No!"

"Look your gonna have to trust me, either you can do that and I'll help you to a seat, or you can stay here for the hour or two that I'm gone wishing you were in a comfortable position!" I nearly yelled.

"I..I..I can't." She quietly whispered. tears beginning to streak down her face.

She's dealing with something I don't understand, looks like I'll have to change my approach.

I put her arm back on the handle and moved around till I was in front of her, sitting down and crossing my legs I once again wrapped her arm around my neck. Doing the same with the other I held her close, catching on she squeezed tightly and began to wail. As she cried I softly rubbed her back and gently rocked allowing her to think on whatever was bothering her. Slowly her sobs lightened and her breathing became smoother, as she started to calm down. Half an hour later she was out cold.

Finally I can move her off the floor. I hefted her up in a one person lift, holding her head close to my chest as I gently made my way to the elevator.

After taking the elevator to the top I walked to my room laid her down and tucked her in.

May sweet dreams find you Nightmare.

I walked over to scoots room and opened the door.

"Hey Scoots it's time to get up."

"Hmm. What *Yawn* time is it?"

"6:30."

"Five more minutes Dad!"

HHHHHnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggg

"No Scoots, it's parent teacher day and you gotta get up!"

"Alright." She says sitting up in her bed.

"I'll go start some pancakes."

"Okay!" She says excitedly.

I walk out of the room and quickly start making pancakes.

"Jeeves! Add Silent Nightsong to the list of residents."

"Certainly sir."

"Oh and if she wakes up and begins to panic, calm her down by explaining the house to her."

"Yes sir."

Man I love me a British accent!

"So I was wondering, what are you going to tell the class you do for a job?" Scoots asked, eagerly hopping up to the counter.

"That I'm a Wonderbolt."

"What!?"

"Yeah, I told Soarin I'd be there Friday and he sent me a roster list on the express route last night."

"Yay! Wait till I tell the Club members about this!"

"Eat your breakfast or we'll be late for school." I said chuckling.

After cleaning the dishes, and grabbing Scoots' report card we headed out the door and off to school.

*Whistle*

"What was that for?"

"Just calling in a bit of help."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile back in bed.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

So you want him do you, well you better be ready to fight for him!

"Why do you care If I tease and play with him, he's not your servant to have bowing at your every whim Dreams!"

Nor is he yours Nightmare!

"Grrrrr! Just let me sleep in peace!"

As you wish.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Same time, Different place.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Mace! Get your Griffin butt up there and spot for him."

"On it!"

"Rain maker! Keep a low energy scan going, in case Mace doesn't see him!"

"Already doing it."

"Good, now to get done and get my pay."

~~~~~~~~~~~Short time later, Middle of a FAD speech.~~~~~~~~~

"And that's how NiKolt cameras came to be!" Mr. NiKolt proclaimed finishing up his speech.

"Thank you Mr. Nikolt. Now who wants to go next?"

"Why don't you make Scootaloo go next Miss Cheerilee, I'm sure she's just dying to introduce us to her, 'imanginary' family!"

"That will be quite enough Diamond Tiara! Scootaloo did you bring 'somone' today?"

"No Miss Cheerilee!"

"Well that's fine just remember-

"I brought three!"

"Come again?!"

"Dad said it would rattle some cages if Most of the family came." Scoots quoted, seamlessly reciting the lines I told her. Looking over at the rest of the class I noticed a very fidgety Diamond Tiara sweating bullets.

That's my cue!

Walking the beam I cinched the rope around my back paws and let myself fall of, stopping just short of landing on the snobby filly.

The rest of the class looked up at me nearly blowing my cover. Managing to keep them quite by placing a clawed finger on my beak, I went back to my plan. Working up some drool I let it drip down on to the fillies shoulder, causing her to look up.

"Ooh! you look taaaaassty!"

*Fwump*

*Snicker* "Hahaha! Oh goodness. Alright kids Iv'e got to explain something to you, because while I'm sure we can all agree that was really funny, that's not the way you deal with a bully. Now you have the most wonderful teacher and she is not so inattentive that you can't tell her when you have a problem. Yes Pipsqueak?"

"Won't telling the teacher make you a tattletale?"

"You could get proof of the bully and take it to their parents, if that's all you have keeping you from saying anything."

"So What do you do for a living Mr-

"Sparrow. And my job is a team member of the Wonderbolts, Miss Diamond dust."

"Umm, Scoots where is the other two?"

"Oh there out hunting in the Everfree!"

"Okay! Well kids I don't know anything about the Wonderbolts yet as I don't start till Friday, so yeah I'll just be going now. Bye!" I said as I bolted out the door and headed back to the house.

It's going to be long day teaching motor skills to Nightmare.

"Welp! As the Doctor would say, Allon-sy!"

To face the curse

Beauty. It's a strange thing, found in the oddest of places or people. It has the power to move mountains, or slow time, change minds, muddle thoughts. Heh, It's a beautiful thing.

This would look so awkward if someone came in right now!

I sit here in a rickety old chair, just staring at Nightmare while she sleeps.

Bah! Who cares what anyone else thinks.

I should probably wake her up.

"Hey, hey Nightmare. Nightmare, Girl get up." I say in her ear while I shake her.

Well if you won't get up guess I have to resort to more... 'chilling' methods

I walk out of the room and look for a bucket in the kitchen.

"Okay Nightmare, this is your last chance. Wake up!" I shout raising the bucket over my head.

"What do you want?" She groans rolling over in bed to face the wall.

"I want you to get up so I can spend some time with you before I have to go get Scoots from school, cause I won't be back until late tonight." I answer, putting the bucket back on the ground.

"You want to spend time with me?" She asks, yawning as she rolls back over.

"Yep! Besides I won't have the materials or codes to make an equine composite till Friday, so your stuck with your new self till then."

"Okay."

B.S.O.D

"Really?"

"Do you want me to change my mind?" She asked in a irritated groan.

"No just...Bah! Nevermind." I reply frustrated with myself.

Get your head in the game idiot!

"Here, since you don't feel you can trust me your going to need to wear this bracelet for a bit."

"What does it do?" She asks sitting up and taking the bracelet from me.

"Gives you the muscle memory, and physical knowledge of bipedal motion."

"In Equestrian please!?"

"It will let you walk without taking a month to teach you, Woah! What happened to the wraps I put on you before I left?!" I squealed, turning my back to the exposed woman.

"It got sweaty and so I took them off. Why, was I supposed to leave them on?"

No you was just supposed to run around all postal like!

"Yes, yes you were. Now you can walk your way over to the dresser and find a shirt to put on."

"But I.."

"No buts! I chided cutting her off. You didn't leave yourself modest, and now it's up to you to figure out how to fix that." I scolded. To blow off some steam I snapped my fingers, allowing my favorite couch to appear, walked over and flopped down for a nap.

Somewhere close.

"Sounds like an average ordinary day couple to me."

"Shut your trap Rain maker, If I want your opinion I'll ask for it. Were getting paid to eliminate this...thing, and once we do I'm going on vacation."

"Looks like we could be here for a while, should I make camp Miss?"

"And make it snappy, looks like it could rain."

"On it!"

"Alright paycheck, come out anytime you please."

Back inside.

"Hey Are you seriously not going to help me?!"

"I already answered *Yawn* that."

"But, that's not fair!"

*Loud Snore*

Jerk! Making me do something without teaching me how.

"Well, Geronimo!" I hollered pushing myself up and clear of the bed. I closed my eyes in fear of hitting the ground, only, I didn't.

"Hahahaha! I'm standing on two legs, I can stand on two legs!"

Now the hard part. I didn't know what to do now, I'm standing but what next.

"Who's there!?"

"Might as well." I lifted my foot up, nearly losing my balance and falling on my flank, I put my foot back down.

Grrr! I tried once more this time leaning forward into the step, only I leaned to far.

*Fwhump!*

"Ouch! Oooh, that's a first."

I'm going to need some real help if I want to walk anytime soon After getting back up to my hands and knees I crawled my way over to the dresser, found some clothes and began to put them on when I had a thought.

How do I put these on anyway?!"

I looked to the top and pulled myself to my feet. On the top lay a white rectangle with a smaller black one inside, I picked the whole thing up and sat back down on the floor.

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"Are we gonna move in soon I'm beginning to tire of this?"

"Shut it!"

"2 hours, and we cut a hole in the roof, Now be quiet and sit down!"

"What is she doing down there?"

"The lady is changing, could you please give her some privacy!?"

"Oh sure, sure."

"You guys just backed up didn't you?"

"_____No."

*CRACK*

"Perverts."

Much later back inside.

Man getting dressed takes a long time.

"I should keep this 'Nexus' as it were with me, it might come in useful."

Man! I'm tired, how does He change so fast? I crawl my way over to the bed and climb up to try and take a nap, which only increases my fatigue. After climbing in under the luscious covers and feeling my muscles relax, I close my eyes in hope of a peaceful nap.

I know I'm tired so why can't I sleep? I ask my self after a few minutes. I certainly was tired, but something didn't feel right to me, almost like a hole inside me.

"Maybe Jordan can explain what this feeling is to me?"

Resolute in my actions , I stood slowly and carefully walked over towards the couch to find him still sleeping.

Lazy jerk.

I leaned over to try and shake him awake but lost my balance and fell on top of him.

"Please don't be mad, please don't be mad!" I squealed closing my eyes.

*Loud snore*

"No way!" I whispered in amazement.

"Uh, how do I get off?"

After thinking and trying various methods, I realized I was stuck.

Well I suppose I could just lay here and try to nap too.

I gently laid my head down on his chest and slid my right ho- hand beside him, and let my left hang over the side.

That feeling is gone now, does that mean it's attached to Jordan? Ugh, so many thoughts! almost makes me miss the old times.

3:21 PM, POV: Jordan, Location: Couch.

I suppose I should wake nightmare up and let our guests in. I think as I groggily open my eyes.

"Nightmare, Nightmare it's time to get up!" I said shaking her lightly.

*Snore*

"Sigh. Sorry about this."

*Bzzt*

"Oww! What was that for you perv!"

Shhh. We have company, three intruders are on the roof listening in.

"If your wondering, I learned that trick about an hour ago!" I said making my way to the kitchen.

And no, it's not telepathy I just have a genetic link with you still. I stated while putting the kettle on to boil.

*Smack*

"What was that for!?" I whined, rubbing the red spot on my face.

"You woke me up to have tea!? Stinking tea!?"

"Well, like I said we have company." I reminded her looking behind her a few times to get her to look.

The trio of spies had unknowingly laid down on my skypad, sorta like an elevator, for rooftop stargazing. Why couldn't they just jump off you ask? Because an unbreakable dome appears when it's in motion.

"Care for a spot of tea?!"

Author's Note

To be continued next chapter, I am very sorry about the wait. Life has become much more demanding here recently.

A.I. bad I.A

Author's Note

I am so sorry it has taken so long to get this done.

A.I. bad I.A

20 minutes. I've been wake twenty minutes, and I've heard more questions than a kindergarten student.

“How do you know I’m male, further still where are my clothes?”

“Your clothes were torn up pretty badly, so we cut them away and made you some replacements!” She answered. Sounding so pleased with herself.

“What did you do with the remains?” I asked, a sense of sudden dread encroaching.

“Well,” she says dragging the word out. “We burnt most of them to keep you a secret, the last thing we need is more panicked stampedes here in Ponyville.” She finished. While I couldn't argue she wasn't right in that aspect, it still hurt to lose some of my most prized memories.

“Oh.” I said.

“But we did save a few things!”

“Really!” I chirped, betraying my feelings.

“Yes, I found this in the ashes after the fire had gone out.” She replied, Handing me a small, smooth, metal box. I smirked holding the small vibranium protection case.

“Oh, I also kept this. It wasn't damaged like the rest of your clothes.” She states. She reaches behind a box on a shelf to reveal a black hat.

I take the hat from her hoof and hold it in both hands. A tear rolls from my face and lands on its rigid brim.

“Thank you.”

“Are you okay?” She asks, genuine care apparent.

“Yes. Do you have a shower room where I could clean up?” I asked, knowing she did.

“Sure! Follow me.” She says walking towards the rooms open door.

I stand from the bed and notice a seemingly extra weight on my shoulders, I shrug it off as being sore from resting for so long.

Ha resting, who am I kidding I was dead.

“Ok here you are, cold is on the left, hot is on the right, towels in the cabinet, and when you're done just go to the room at the end of the hall.”

“Yes Ma'am.” I said closing the door.

I begin to unbutton my shirt and realize the weight in my shoulders still isn’t gone, I finish unfastening my shirt and go to pull it off when I catch something and feel a tug of skin.

What in the world is wrong with me?

Sighing I begin looking for a mirror.

Let’s see nope no mirrors in the towel cozy, hmm...not in the cabinet above the sink either. Oh well that’s a stupid place for a mirror! I think to myself retrieving a small hand mirror from the floor beside the sink.

Raising the mirror above my head, I am slightly surprised to see wings on my back.

Shape or slice them, that is the question. After mulling the thought over for a while I decided on slicing was the better option, I could always grow them back and it would be less mass to have to deal with when shifting into smaller forms.

Grabbing my “Metal box” as Twilight called it, I began sliding my fingers across it in a pattern memorized by heart since I was little.

“How the sandman sways.” I recalled, a smirk appearing on my face. It was a code I had made in my early adolescent years, like a secret handshake you did with those you trusted the most.

Opening the airtight container and retrieving some clothes, soap, lighter, and a knife I replaced my storage deck back in the vibranium case and sealed it shut.

This is going to suck, big time.

I stepped into the tub and raised my arm behind my head.

“Welp, here goe-”

“Everything okay in there?!”

Flinching I hastily answer. “Yes everythings fine, just a bit weak kneed from all that sleep!”

“Do you want some help?”

“No thank you Twilight, I am completely capable of performing hygienic subroutines on my own!” I replied, with a slight snap.

“Okay.”

“Sigh! I need to hurry up so I can leave.”

In one fell swoop my wings were trimmed and, the ends shaped off to stop the bleeding from my back and the hot water started. laying the freshly trimmed wings at the end of the tub, I began to rinse off the dirt of a two year sleep.

Man. You’d think in two whole years they would try to bring me out of a coma at least once.

Once I finished cleaning up I grabbed the wings and began pouring the blood down the drain.

“I’ll just drain these out and give em to Twilight for study, and be on my way.”

Computer! How far to the checkpoint that you’ve been pointing out for the last fifteen minutes.

“Three hundred and twenty miles.”

Scan the map for a forested route, maximum stealth is imperative.

After setting my trenchcoat properly upon my shoulders and placing my things back within my pockets, I grabbed my freshly ‘trimmed’ wings and opened the door out into the hall.

“Thank you for the wonderful hospitality Twilight!” I chimed as I entered the room.

“You’re quite welcome Sir. I assume you have some- Ahhh!”

“What’s the matter?” I asked, knowing full well what she was shocked about.

Yo- your wings! You cut them off!”

“Well, yes. They were cumbersome, irritating, and now you can pull feathers, experiment, and scrutinize them all you want without any moral implications. Especially with your friends telling you it would be wrong to experiment on an injured creature, suppressing the desire to do science!” I sneered in her face, having inched closer as I spoke.

Dropping the wings at her hooves, I walked over to the windows, and stepped out onto the railing.

“But honestly, thank you for the care while I recovered. Until next time, Twilight Sparkle!” I crowed as I jumped down and sprinted off into the forest.

Approaching the Everfree, two-hundred miles to target, approximately four hours till sunset.

Briefly slowing to a walk to rest and take a drink from a small brook, I scan the area for any resources that may come in handy later. The only thing that stood out was a patch of grayish flowers.

Peculiar little plant!

“It’s a patch of wolfs blood.”

I see. Well time to get moving again!

Sprinting off again, Jenny begins running figures for arrival time and a quick systems check.

“I’m detecting many weak and slowly fading life signatures.”

Change course to stop at their locations, we’ll see if we can’t lend a hand.

“Course changed, twelve signatures closely grouped and one further from those.”

“Oh puke!” I stated.

“Changelings, blood is dried, bruising is apparent, all are still breathing but unconscious and dying.”

“Any idea how much longer they have?”

“A day at the most.”

“You said thirteen, wheres the last one?”

“Fifteen meters to your left.”

Stepping around the defenseless changelings, I walked briskly over to the next area.

“No!” I Gasped, Running over to the downed changeling.

“Chrysalis, queen of the changelings, strongest-”

“I know that already, tell me something useful!” I bellowed.

“ Original checkpoint is within one hour’s distance at full speed, full medical facilities available.”

“Tag all bodies for emergency retrieval.”

“Already done.” Jenny replied, markers appearing on my hud glasses.

“Good.”

Spinning on my heel and rocketing off towards the original destination.

“Maximum Speed achieved.”

NOT EVEN CLOSE! I roared inside my mind. Throwing my jacket away, turning my hat around, and activating the hidden visor, all in attempting to increase my speed.

“Adrenaline shot administered, speed increased by 20%.”

Feeling the incredible burst of speed my determination increased, but with a cost.

“Ground stability at critical levels!”

The immense pressure exerted by my footfalls was causing me to unwittingly destroy the thin layer I was on.

“Base door opened and is 2 minutes away.”

Looking up I could see a large mountain, atop a sheer cliff face, with no door.

“Why is the ground cracking ahead of me?”

“Pressure fissure has begun to outpace you.”

For the love of taxes!

“No one loves taxes.”

Shut up!

She wasn’t kidding a huge sink hole began to open up ahead, forcing me to jump for it.

Al-most there! I thought straining to reach the edge.

“Critical fa-”

“Shut Up! I made it!” I screamed, trying to pull myself up.

Suddenly it cracked, causing me to slip. trying again to pull myself up resulted in total collapse.

“Noo - !” I screamed as I fell.

“Critical Fault Detected!”

What would you give?

Beeping. Not rapid, just occasional, like a heart monitor.

Heart rate is stable

“Yes she’ll be just fine, no thanks to you.”

Care to Explain. I asked growing impatient and irritable.

“Failure to heed my warnings caused a major fault in the structural integrity of the launch tunnel,-

Launch Tunnel?

“Yes it was built to your specification while you were indisposed. Being a major collapse in the system the carpenters came to investigate, and recovered your sleeping body as I relayed emergency Retrieval instructions for the targets we tagged earlier.”

That explains a lot.

Sitting up from the extra cot in the corner of the room, I turned around and surveyed the few rows of stabilizing kids.

“Wheres the Adult?”

“In the next room, she seemed to grow in strength when she was Isolated from the younger changelings.” Answered the butter yellow pegasus in the corner.

Nodding my head, I stood and made my way into the room closing the door behind me. Pulling a chair close to the bed I sat down and layer my cane across my lap.

Leave us.

"As you wish."

" I know you're not asleep so can I offer you a drink?"

"How did you know?" She asks, tilting her head to see me.

"Your ears twisted toward the door when I opened it."

"So what do you want, money? I have none, power, I am weak."

"A contract."

At this she merely squinted one eye at me and tilted her head.

"Come again?" She asked.

"A contract. You live with me from now on, and give me joint control of the hive. But in return I will assure your race never dies out, sparing no expense to do so."

"And what would cause a dissolution of this contract." She asked, air thick with tension.

"You would have to kill me, and write the words 'I hereby dissolve this contract' with my blood."

I wonder if she's going to agree to these terms?

"Fairly odd dissolution terms don't you think?"

"I have my reasons"

"I accept."

"Then I hereby devote my life to your race, and give you this tool as a sign of our agreement."

"A signet?!"

"Ah but it is a magic signet, it will allow you to give anyone you choose the symbol of our nation. It is a good way of showing that you own a company or, area of land, showing authority on documents and being just plain cool looking."

"But its not large enough to fit around my hoof, how will I use it?" She asked, curiosity replacing the tension.

"Then I'll have Aj resize it for you. Get some more rest for now." I said as I moved for the door. "Dinner will be served in a while." I said as I exited the room closing the door behind me.

"Well?" The carpenters asked in unison.

"We have reached a contract!" I said with my head held high. Cheers erupted from the six mares in front of me.

"Now! Let's start building a nation!" I roared, running off toward the design room.

Just you wait Chrysalis, I'll build you an amazing kingdom where you'll never be hunted or starved.

It had been three hours and progress was steady.

"I need you to take a look at this list of materials for the homes, and this one for the water system." Twi said, handing me two large binders full of plans.

"Ok."

"How's the structure system coming along?"

"Take a look." I said, getting up and letting her sit down to the table.

I went through the building materials and specifications, there was a lot involved with the placements of each house, as they would allow for a multitude of extreme weather.

"I fixed the shaping of the bathrooms to be more pony oriented." Twi remarked as I opened the water system plans.

"That drainage line will need to be doubled in capacity, and reinforced. The fresh water system needs to be about fifty feet deeper, and moved further from the water heating system." I mentioned as I edited the plans.

I handed the plans back to Twi and glance over the changes to the structure plans.

"Everything looks good, well get started with 'operation invisible' right after breakfast" I told her as I got off the chair and stretched.

"Are you sure you can pull that off? There's so many variables that you have to get just right or you could end up.." She stopped as I leaned down and kissed her on the forehead.

"Hakuna Matata!"

Medical Ward, Intensive Care. Chrysalis POV

Blinking the sleep from my tired eyes, I raise my head and take a second look at my surroundings. Along with the blank walls and instruments of a stupid pony hospital,
there were plenty of foreign tools and machinery.

“What is this place anyway?”

“It’s our intensive care unit.” A voice from behind me spoke up.

I turned my head around and nearly fell of the bed in surprise. “What are you supposed to be!” I yelled at the monstrous thing standing in the room.

“Didn’t mean ta scare ya there, names Jackie. Im’a machine Jordan made to run the engineering side of the ship.”

“Then why are you here?”

“Well seeing as I was ahead of schedule, I thought I’d come an wish the newpony well. And size that signet.”

“I’m alive.” I deadpanned, holding my hoof and signet out.

She sat next to me and began to look at the metal band.

“Well ya must be famished, If ya can copy me ya’ll find Jordan on the top floor of the ship. Should get a decent meal since I’m his favorite!” She stated with pride.

I looked at her with a raised brow.

“Why would you tell me all this? Don’t act like you care, you wretched....thing!” I snip turning my nose up and away.

A smack to the back of my head gives me reason to turn around and look at her again, She’s standing next to the bed now, hat in claw, eyes full of anger.

“I’m trying ta show some hospitality, I honestly wouldn’t care if ya die or not. But Jordan seems to have taken a liking to ya, so shut yer tramp mouth an take it!” She steams.

Recovering after a second slap to the face, I look down and take a breath. Focusing the little bit of magic I had left I felt the energy slowly wash over me, bathing my figure in green fire and reshaping me to this odd form.

After borrowing Jackie’s hat I open the door and take a few tentative steps, looking up I see twelve of my children, tired beaten and barely holding on. moving quickly through the room, I open the next door and step into what Jackie had called an ‘Elevator’. Pressing the button with the highest number the floor began to move upward, almost costing me my footing.

Grabbing the rail I wait until the floor finally stops moving then open the door, stepping out onto solid ground I see Jordan look up and wave me over. Moving at a swift pace I am shortly standing next to Jordan as he moves behind me, snaking his arms around my torso, I took Jackie’s hat off and placed it on his head as she had instructed, apparently it was common practice between the two.

He placed his chin on my head and took a deep breath, holding it for a few seconds before slowly releasing it into the ether. Then it hit me it was slow like a faucet being gently turned on, then the pressure being raised ever so gently until it was at it's greatest. The bitterness of his sorrow, the salt of regret, the smoky flavor of pain, the sweetness of his love, the hint of tang wrapped in his contentment, and the roaring spice of his anger. I was nearly overwhelmed with the emotional buffet at my disposal, I was sure that my children and a would be well fed.

Maybe I could get used to this.

Author's Note

So much has happened, And I'm so sorry for taking so stinking long.

Her Majesty.

“With caring hooves, the harvest grows, red joins the leaves." The upbeat, robotic, voice sings through my headphones. The rounded fruit begins to grow, filling every tree."

If anyone knew about these things it would be me, but I have no clue why she is giving me a hard time on this try “Almost done with you.” I said to the painting.

I turned around to grab another can, when the room’s steel door slammed against the adjacent wall, and government mercs piled in.

“Police! get your hands in air where we can see em !” The heavy armored riot commander screamed.

“Hands in the air now, hands up or we will be forced to fire!” He continued, why won’t they leave me alone, I just blew up a factory.

He began shouting expletives, so much so that I wished I was deaf.

"Dude shut up and shoot him already!" Another merc screamed

“Time for a change of pace.” I thought to myself.

I spun on my heels away from the wall, threw the can straight at them, and slipped to the ground in a single smooth motion.

“Incoming!” They screamed as they opened fire on the can.

As I hit the floor I ripped my gun from its holster and downed three, striking the can on the fourth shot downing another with the blast, leaving me one more soldier .

“Got any family?” I asked not wanting to kill more than I had.

“Just me and my sister.” He said shaking on the ground in front of me.

“Then get out of my sight!” I said as I got behind him and kicked him out the door, he wasn’t even old enough to be in lead of a pit crew, let alone task force.

I ran to the next room, grabbed my things and bolted down the stairs, meeting my daughter Amy on my way.

“Hey what’s the ru... Wooah !” She said as I grabbed her arm, and continued down the stairs.

“The apartment building has been compromised, so we are getting the heck out.” I said as we reached the door, rather than slow down to open it, I just slammed my shoulder into it and burst into the sunlight.

“Take him down !“

“But sir he has a civilian female with him, she’s in the crossfire!”

“A saddening loss, take her out first, he won’t go any further if she’s dead.”

As we ran from the now abandoned building, I felt her grip on my arm fail entirely, then I heard the far too familiar bang ring out.

I looked back to find only an arm in flailing in my own grip, I stopped in shock.

“You’re going down, SUCKER !” I heard from a rooftop.

I quickly sized up the building and found the sniper halfway up, right as he fired.

“I just had to get up today didn’t I?” Was my last living thought before the round sent me to oblivion.

“Mission accomplished, lets get our paycheck boys!”

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"Time to wake up sleepy one," an unknown voice told me as I felt a nudge on my side.

"Mmm I'm awake, my body’s asleep but I'm awake.” Sitting up, I realized the entire room, if it could even be called a room, was sheet white. No doors or walls, just white.

"Am I dead"

"No my little one you are in the midstate, now get up please."

"Yes Ma’am" I said rising to my feet and shaking out the last bit of morning zombieness.

"What can I do for you this fine day or night? I can't tell." I said as I looked around for the one talking

" Your attitude is quite refreshing, and you are most polite indeed."

"I try."

"Now you are here because I am going to send you on a journey, and many challenges await you, I pray you receive much reward in turn."

"Anything but being dead."

"Your first challenge will be to make some friends, and I will keep track of your progress.

Next thing I knew a stunning white horse with a maroon mane and tail with the mark of a quill and inkwell, with ink to match her mane approached me.

“Hey I know you, you’re the oldest alicorn to exist in Equestria”

“How do you know that?” She said surprised I knew who she was.

“Because if I’m right you just pulled me from my world, did you not?”

“Something along those lines, yes.”

“My world had a lot of information on Equestria, and I mean heaps upon heaps of it!” I told her.

“Interesting, you must tell me more at a later time but right now you have to go.”

"Yes Ma’am" I stood at attention as her horn began to glow and she slowly leaned to touch my forehead.

"Goodbye Jordan, and good luck."

Hollow Points & Shattered Glass.

The sun hadn’t rose into the sky, when I skillfully climbed out of the bed and went to the kitchen.

“Now where is the cookware?” I asked myself as I rummaged around in the cabinets.

I searched for a few minutes till I found everything needed, and began to make breakfast.

Breakfast was going to be pancakes,waffles and scrambled eggs with toast, not five star but at least they would be edible and filling.

“Good morning Jordan.” Twilight said scaring me out of my skin.

“Don’t scare me like that, but good morning to you too Twi.” I said recovering from nearly having a heart attack.

“I didn’t know you could cook?” She said in more of a questioning tone than surprised.

“Tis one of the best skills ever, and it’s useful everywhere.”

I was almost finished with breakfast when spike came in.

“Mornin fire breather!” I poked trying to start the day out on a lighter note.

“Morning, wait you cook?” Spike asked as he sat down next to Twilight.

“Once again yes I can.” I stated hoping no one else would ask the same question.

Twilight levitated the dishes out of the respective places they were stored, and set the table.

“So did you sleep well last night Jordan?” Twi asked.

“I didn’t sleep, I’m too far on edge.” I told her

“Oh, so how did you sleep Spike?”

“Like a rock, I dreamed about ice-cream.” He said, I was fairly certain he left out his favourite detail.

“The girls should be here soon.” I said as I set the food out afore them buffet style, and sat across from them but decided not to eat, as I feared losing it at the worst of times.

“Aren’t you going to eat man?” Spike asked, man my shoulders hurt like crazy.

“Nope, not hungry, besides I got some pheonix bane so I’m good.”

“What’s pheonix bane?” Twilight asked.

“Its not actually called that, but its a type of drink, that’s not fermented.” I replied

“and it is sufficient for a meal replacement?” Twi asked.

“No, but if I ate anything right now it would just come back up.”

“So you ready to go?” Twi asked.

“Not yet.”

I pulled out the i-list and scrolled to the memory section, brought up the old odds and ends that I had gotten over the years.

“I gotta put this on then we can leave.”

“What is it?” Spike asked.

“Its called a straight jacket, most usually to keep very dangerous people from escaping like a pair of cuffs, but more restricting.” Not to mention more comfortable.

“Hey twi think you could use your magic, and lend me a hand er’ hoof?” I asked still getting used to the new terms I should be using.

“What do you need me to do?” She asked.

“I need you to tie these parts together, then buckle the strap between my legs to it.” I said a little flushed at asking a girl to help bind me up.

She took the arm straps in her magical grasp, and tied them quite well as I tested them soon as she let go of them.

Then she went on to the slip strap, slid it in the buckle and pulled it far too tight, as I soon proved by joining the Vienna Boys Group, and writhing on the floor in pain.

“What did I do wrong Jordan, did I hurt you?” She asked.

“Lets just say, I hope I’m not sterile.” I said in a squeaky voice, right when I said that her ears became glued to her skull and she whimpered.

“No big deal Twi, the others aren’t here so what happened here stays here.”

We finally managed to get the jacket fastened without another incident, and were about to walk out when it hit me we forgot to inform the princess.

“We need to inform the Princess that I am coming.” I said before we reached the door.

“How should I word it?” She asked.

“Exactly like this.”

Dear Princess” Celestia and Luna.

My friends and I are bringing a prisoner to you, who of his own free will
has been bound with my help.

He wishes to seek audience with you regarding the possibilities,
of a permanent residence here in Equestria.

As always your faithful student,
Twilight Sparkle.

“Now we should be on our way, before we miss the train.” I said as Spike sent the letter off.

We walked out the door just as the others appeared, “Perfect timing girls.” greeting them with a smile.

“Jordan what the hay, are you wearing?” Applejack asked.

“Its called a straight jacket, and it’s like putting cuffs on only more comfortable.”

“Ah see and why are yall wearing that thing?”

“Because it may give the princess’ a laugh that I come bound of my own accord.”

“Well its been a nice chat and all, but we are going to be late for the train if we don’t move along!”
Rarity chided.

We made our way to the train with little incident, only having Daisy freak out, which without Pinkie leading, the scare was fruitless.

After boarding the train, with little argument from the station master, we proceeded to a front car and waited for us to pull into the station.

“So How old are you Jordan?” Twi asked.

“Twilight, I have decided to stop answering any more questions till we see the princess’, besides didn’t I win the race yesterday?” I teased, knowing it was her way to learn all possible.

Right then Spike burped up a letter, and handed it to Twi.

Dear,Twilight.

I am awaiting your arrival,and as such have posted guards to bring you straight to my chambers.

Luna and I are both curious, as to why you have taken this prisoner transport into your own hands rather than send for a criminal sky chariot.

Impatiently waiting, your loving mentor.

Princess Celestia.

“Well she knows we are in route now.” Twilight said

“Good the sooner this is over the better I’ll feel.”

We rode for another hour before we made it to canterlot, its a lot farther than it seems.

When we hopped off the train, royal guards took up edges immediately, but instead of going to Celestia’s chamber as she had said we went straight to the throne room, and waited outside the large ornate doors.

The doors aren’t hard to describe they were nearly 20 feet high and the span of both doors measured the same, they were made of polished oak and adorned with golden handles.

The doors opened and we were ushered inside, there sitting on her throne was the alicorn of the sun herself, and she is actually very stunning in person.

“Come forward.” She said, and when she raised her hoof up I kneeled as to show proper respect.

“What is your name?”

“Jordan.”

“What is your purpose?”

“Unknown.”

“What are you?”

“I assume you mean what species?”

“Yes.”

“Then I can only be certain that I was once human.”

“Once?”

“I am a human at the base, but many things about me are no longer, the biggest being my genetic code or what defines, what I am.”

“Please Explain?”

“I am not as a normal human, I have been mutated, DNA has been rearranged and bits replaced.”

“So what you are saying, is that you have the body of a human, but are also tainted by something else?”

“Yes, essentially I am a casing with the DNA of humans, as well as a multitude of animals.”

“Humans?”

“Yes, the people who did this to me are evil, and murdered 2 men, to rob them of their gifts in an attempt to turn me into a weapon.”

“And did they find success in this?”

“No I managed to escape and blow up the facilities that held all the research, as well as the equipment to do these things.”

“So are you saying you are hostile?”

“No, I would never dream of hurting anything, I would rather leave it be if at all possible.”

“Then why are you wearing that straight jacket?”

“Partially to keep the towns from being scared, and also thought it might give you a laugh.”

“Well you have been quite thoughtful in..” I cut her off by shushing her.

“Excuse me?” she said and I shushed her again.

“Do you hear that?” I questioned.

She said something else, but I was concentrating too hard to hear what it was.

“Get the special arrowheads out, and be sure you make your shot go through the pane, third diagonal to the left of her hoof. The strange voice said.

“I’m ready.” Said another.

At that split second I teleported right next to Celestia facing the window, third pane diagonal from her hoof on the left.

The next sound heard was the shattering of glass, followed by an arrow slamming into my left arm and continuing before burying in my chest, quite a feat considering my left arm is made of steel and is 8 inches thick.

“Assassin!” Celestia shouted. before I fell of the arm of her throne,and landed on my back.

“Call a medic!” She shouted.

A/N Wow an assassination attempt on Celestia, things are getting good.

Is that an earthquake?

Blood. My nose is full of it,my head is light on it,and I feel tired.

"Those mules must have really done a number on me!"

"AHHH! A Talking Zombie!"

"I'm not a zombie Scoots, *Grunt* just really banged up." I assured her. Last thing I need is her trying to kill me with a screwdriver.

"Did you get in a fight?!"

"Heh. Real observant captain obvious."

"What's that supposed to mean....Hey!"

"Hehehehe! *Cough* I'm just kidding Scoots."

"So how'd the fight go, did you beat em, did you roar and scare em away, what were you fighting about?!"

Sheesh! Overexcited much.

"Nightmare moon."

"You were arguing over Nightmare moon?"

"No we were literally fighting for who was taking Nightmare moon."

"You know Nightmare moon is evil, right Dad?"

"Have you met her?"

"No, but Twilight said."

"Didn't we discuss passing judgement on others already?"

"But!"

"No buts Scoots, if you don't know her don't judge her. That would be like calling her a "blank flank" because you didn't see a cutie mark."

"......Okay."

"Alright, I need your help."

"With what?"

"Did you see anyone come out of the forest while you were out, anything?"

"Well, I didn't think much of it at the time but there was a taxi cart heading north, but wouldn't stop at the taxi pole."

"That sounds like it fits,thanks."

"How does that help?"

Pulling myself from the floor, and walking to my room and running profiles, info, and consequences in my head.

"Tells me how far ahead of me they are, and how long it could take me to catch up. You have been incredibly helpful Scoots, but I still need a favor."

"What?"

"I want you to go to your room and on the back of the door, you'll find a button that says NLD on it. Push that button and sit on your bed till I come get you okay?"

"Why do I--"

"Just promise me!" I said raising my voice.

"Yes sir, I promise!"

"Good I'll be back as fast as I can, now go." I said slipping down a hatch in my bedroom floor.

Let's see.... closet 6 for LTL rounds, and.. 8 for Grenade ammo. I thought while sliding down the ladder.

"Come on baby open....what the heck!" I screamed as I caught my reflection in a mirror.

"They clipped my wings, they clipped my bloody wings!" I screamed almost crying.

After spending a few minutes mourning my wings, and coming up with a plan.

"Jeeves, bring me the roadrunner concept I built!"

"The one with the overdrive system sir?"

"Yes that one, quickly though I only have a few seconds

“Right away sir!”

Running back and forth between closets pulling out ammo chests, gun cases, and grenade packs, hoping and praying I don’t get there too late.

“Okay! Got everything I think I’m going to need, uh, oh yes!” I shout snapping my fingers and reaching to the highest shelf in the closet.

“Yeah baby.” I whisper

“Your car is ready sir.”

I leap to my feet and make a mad dash for the vehicle, catching my wings on a low shelf. As pain surges down my spine and into my legs forcing me to my knees, I begin to wonder their reason for clipping rather than removing them.

“Grrrrrrrraaaaaaaahhhhhhh!” I scream as I use a ‘Light Blade’ to cut my wings off, and cauterize them in a single swipe.

LImping to the car I open the door and slide the keys into the ignition, closing the door behind me as pain crawls the length of my spine.

“Yeah!....First try...baby!” I say between painful breaths as the engine roars to life, before idling into a soft purr.

“Bay Doors Open!” The computer says.

Slamming the car into 1st and Jamming the gas, tires start to smoke as I tailfish. The tires gain traction rocketing the car out the door and into the bright midday sun.

“Come on baby, make Papa proud!” I scream switching gears, already to the 4th. A deep rumble consumes my body as the car gains speed, gears coming quickly, ground moving in the blink of an eye.

“Boost time baby!” I scream with a fresh dose of adrenaline as I empty the nitrous tanks. The Speedometer needle nails itself against top speed while the RPM’s threaten to crack the engine.

“Beginning overdrive charge!” I yell at an invisible crew as ponyville blinks by.

Amongst the overwhelming cacophony of technology a whine starts to make itself known.

Hehe! Hope she works Amy.

“OOOOOVEEEERRDRIIIIVE!” I Scream as I bring my fist down on the plunger.

As the car roars down the strip my eyes begin to bleed, body fully pressed to the seat, ear drums burst as the sound barrier cracks and the car begins to fall apart around me.

Just....a...few..more...seconds. I think as I try to take another breath.

I finally see the mountains base, Canterlot perched high upon its face,and then tragedy strikes. A single variable unaccounted for, a rather sharp rock amongst dirt and trees. A tire shatters, the nose rockets toward the ground, glass shatters and sprays. Flipping end over end as the steaming mass of metal flies through the air, dipping and snapping chunks off with each thunderous strike to the ground.

No......I can’t lose her now.....not when I’m so close! I think as I prepare to teleport under such extreme conditions. Focusing the energy of my beaten, twisted, and mangled body on its target I disappear from the wreckage, bursting forth miles above the planet. Falling at a gaining speed I make no attempt to slow my descent, only aim between my closest friend, and my own flesh and blood.

Into this world...I came, an unwanted,

“He’ll be asian Daddy, won’t that be great!?”

hated,

“Go back to your straw hut you little filth!”

unclaimed,

“What!? That...thing isn’t mine!”

filthy,

“Have you ever had a shower before you dirty little rat?!”

Bastard!

“Stupid boy, run back and cry to your father, oh wait you don’t have one!”

But upon my return to dust I, find myself not sorrowful, or overjoyed. But I find myself
as I most often do....tired.

“Goodbye Nightmare. Thank you for being the truest friend I ever had....Thank you.”

As I whisper my final words, I close my eyes and fall at what seems to be a constantly slowing state. Awaiting either the death of impact, or that of a destructive spell.

“Goodbye everyone. Thank you!”

“GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSPPP!”

“Twilight! Twilight he’s awake!” A voice says from out of view.

The sound of rapid hoof falls and a few wingbeats can be heard.

“How are you feeling sir?” A voice asks, I assume it to be Twilight. Two hard plates press against my arm, hooves. I am not dead, and yet I am surprised to find this the case.

“I thought you said he was awake Spike!?”

“Well he raised off the bed a bit and was gasping.... for.... air.” He said, shaking as he lifted a finger to point at me now towering over his lavender companion.

“Good morning! How-

“How long?”

“Excuse me?”

“How long have I been asleep?”

“I don’t think it’s a good time right now. My books say it could cause massive t-

“Twilight. .......How long?”

“Its been two years to the day!”