My Life, Recreated

by Ephraim Blue

Chapters

Prologue - Ten Flowers On A Dreamy Hill
Chapter 1 - New Looks, New Home
Chapter 2 - That Which Is Forbidden
Chapter 3 - Nothing Is Truly Lost Forever
Chapter 5 - Nagging At The Back of A Mind
Chapter 6 - Curiosity Killed The Cat
Chapter 7 - What You Once Knew
Chapter 8 - Reasons For Everything
Chapter 9 - Future Enemies, Present Friends
Chapter 10 - Dangerous Consequences
Chapter 11 - Learning Something You Already Knew
Chapter 12 - Completely Different, But Still The Same
Chapter 13 - Never Again
Intermission - A Zillion Words in a Trillion Stories
Chapter 14 - Immagination is a Powerful Creation
Chapter 15 - "Dreams Aren't Real... Right? So... What's This Then?" - Part 1
Chapter 4 - Not Everything Should Be Kept Secret

Prologue - Ten Flowers On A Dreamy Hill

Author's Note

Okay, a few things to note about this story before we get started.

This story is in 1st person perspective. Meaning it won't use the main character's name unless called.
This is a self-insert. If you didn't already get that from the description, you know it now.
The story tags.

A. Tragedy - Something bad happens to me and I have to live with it.

B. Comedy - I tell some jokes in the story. Some might be funny and some might not be.

C. Random - Random events happen, and 4th wall breaking.

D. Adventure - This is basically a big adventure I go through.

E. Alternate Universe - As it says in the description, I head to the My Little Pony universe. Pretty self explanatory if you ask me.

F. Human - If it wasn't obvious enough in the description, I am a human that heads to Equestria.

G. There could be more tags, such as 'Dark' and 'Sad', but I'm not supposed to have more than 6.

This won't be like my other stories, that are usually 1000ish words long per chapter. I plan to have it around 3000+ words per chapter. That would mean it might take longer to update than other stuff.
You people can put it into any group you want. It basically just adds publicity to my story, which I would like.

That's about it. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this story. Please don't hate this right away. Give it a chance. It might be better than you take it for.

Prologue - Ten Flowers On A Dreamy Hill

My Life, Recreated

By: Ephraim Blue

Prologue - Ten Flowers On A Dreamy Hill

Try and remember the first memory you had in life. Go on. I won't blame you for anything.

Got that in your head? Good. Now, was it a good memory or a bad memory? Doesn't matter if you tell me what it is. I have no real desire to know. If you really want to tell me, you can do so in the comment section below.

Now, was it a good memory or a bad one? Now for the next question.

Was it a real memory, or a dream?

Don't think I'm crazy here. There are a few people who have their first memories a dream. I know this because I'm one of them.

I believe that your first memories in the world help define who you are. If it was a good memory, you might think more positive in life. If it is a bad memory, the opposite happens.

Dreams don't really effect your life all that often. You might sometimes act out a dream, but other than that, nothing in a dream usually effects your life.

Remember how I said my first memory was a dream? Well, that was half true.

It was a nightmare.

Now, imagine being a small kid, with no other memories in the world, no realization on who you are, and have a nightmare. That's what I was like. I woke up screaming: "I want my mommy! I want my mommy! I want my mommy!"

Now if you were a three-year-old and had a bad dream, you might say the same thing. Its also kinda strange that if you just wake up in a place that you have no memory of before that day, how do you know its your home?

Answer: Your parents.

They always tell you what you know, who you are, and all other stuff about your life that you can't remember. But that doesn't exactly explain how you know how to speak English in the mouth of a three-year-old. Apparently, you just know how. You don't get a real explanation on why or how you know how to speak the language. You just, apparently, inherited it from your parents.

But I'm getting off topic here. Why did I ask you to remember your first memory and if it was bad or not? No reason. I wanted to give you a real feeling about how I've felt.

As I said, my first memory was a nightmare. Also, as I said earlier, it means that my life hasn't been all that great. I'm not going into detail on that. Don't ask me to.

Fat lot of good my memories have done me, especially after my life slightly changed.

Let me ask you this: If you woke up in a strange world with no memories of your past, would you think that place was your home? I probably would too.

The exact opposite of that happened to me.

Instead of forgetting all my memories, I remembered them. I remembered my first day at school, my first birthday, and even being a human.

What, you thought that you would stay the same if you were taken to another world? Think again. That didn't happen to me. I probably wouldn't have liked being any more different than I already was. Think about it. If you were an alien race, alone on an alien planet with thousands of aliens (to you) all looking directly at you, do you think they would stay still and let you inhabit their planet?

Probably not, and that is why it was a good reason I changed. However, it probably would have been better if I stayed the same age, had almost the same size that I originally had, and knew what in the world had happened to me.

But I'm not going to get into too much detail on that right now. This story I'm telling you hasn't exactly started yet, and I don't want to spoil anything.

Well, for whatever reason you're still listening to this, here is the story.

But do think about this. How has your first memory affected your life?

My Parent's House February 19th 2014

I sat in the basement. Not the most comfortable place to be, but it was still a nice place. It's also where my room was. Yes, I live in the basement of my parents house.

I had moved into the basement about 3 years ago. I wasn't sure if it had been longer, but I decided to not question my horrible memory. It was a pretty comfy place, compared to all other areas of the house. For some reason, it was always warm in the winter, and cold in the summer. Again, not questioning anything.

My Surface was on my lap. I did what most people would do on something like that. Games, YouTube, and very recently, FimFiction.

I was really new to the site. I had found it about a week ago, but only got an account recently. The first thing I did on it when I got the account was write a story.

It was a story that I thought about ever since watching Equestria Girls. I wanted there to be a story about Twilight traveling back in the future to stop a new threat. So that's what I had done. Two and a half years... was my first fiction. I had a big sequel planned for it too. In fact, that is what I was working on.

The Prologue for it was finished. I was busy working on the first chapter, since I needed 1000 words in order to have it uploaded for the public to see, and I currently didn't have that. Then, at about 7 o'clock PM, disaster struck.

I don't exactly know what happened. I think I accidentally hit 'control' and 'up' and then typed in a letter. That had deleted over half the chapter.

"No!" I said to myself. "No!" I hit the refresh button and hoped that I had saved most of it.

Sadly, I didn't.

"No..." I said weakly. Even though I was in the basement, other members of my family could still hear me if I was loud enough.

Frustrated, I turned off my Surface and plugged it into the wall to charge.

I'll work on it later, I thought. I don't like reworking things over again, but this is an exception.

I walked upstairs to the main floor. To the right, just outside of the kitchen, I saw my mom's computer sitting on it's small desk. As I figured, my mom was on it, doing homework for college or something.

I went to my left and traveled outside. The harsh winter we had made the outsides cold, but it wasn't anything I hadn't dealt with before. The snow had already melted and left several puddles in the grass.

I walked into the grass, ignoring how wet it was against my feet. I looked down at the grass. Then, I brought up my left hand and took a look at it. Same hand that I always had. I may be right handed, but that didn't stop me from looking at my hand.

I walked back inside and debated on what I should do. I could play on the Nintendo 64 my family had, or even the Nintendo GameCube. I decided not to because I had already beaten most of the games we had for it. The others I didn't like.

I thought about playing Minecraft. I had bought an account around Christmas when I had enough money. I looked back over to the computer and saw my mom still doing homework.

I decided to just head back into the basement and get back on my Surface. No, I wasn't working on the story again. I was still depressed about the deleted portion of the story.

I went onto YouTube. There wasn't mush stuff to look at, since I had seen most of it before. I went onto the YouTube channel of SkyDoesMinecraft. Not the best content to look up, but still enjoyable.

I have no idea how long I was watching the many videos on YouTube. I just know that it was almost bedtime when my mom called down the stairs and told me to do the dishes.

I hated doing that job, but she didn't care. I had to do them. I had only gotten my Surface in November, and I had borrowed money from my dad to pay for it. Doing the dishes was one of about three jobs I had to do to pay for it.

My back started to hurt about halfway through the dishes. It always did, right down my spine. I endured it, like everything else I went through.

School was horrible. All the people who make fun of me, the homework that you had to do in order to pass the class, and even some of the learning styles were difficult. The only thing that school did for me in the past was keep me away from my siblings.

I had three brothers and two sisters. One brother and sister were older than me, and all the rest were younger. Them, plus me and my two parents, made a grand total of 8 people in my family. And let me tell you, it is not petty having a huge family.

I finished the dishes around 9:50. I was supposed to have them done by 9 sharp, but I was on YouTube, remember? After I was done, I went back into the basement and returned to my previous business. After probably an hour of wasting time, I had finally decided to go to bed. Tomorrow was a school day after all.

I have a small case of Insomnia, which I believe is the disability to sleep. I could still sleep perfectly fine, but it took forever to actually fall asleep.

I twisted and turned in my bed. When I couldn't fall asleep, I thought about my life like I always did. School, home, siblings, ect. I hated my life.

I wish I could have a more peaceful life, I thought as I tried to sleep. Mine hasn't been the greatest out there, and I wish I had a better life.

I lost track of time, like I always did while falling asleep. That was about the time I actually did fall asleep.

Dream No Time

What a strange thing to experience, a dream. A commonly average experience for every average man.

Sadly for me, I wasn't an average man.

I stopped having most of my dreams about a year ago. There were few that I still had, but they were mostly my thoughts of stuff right before I was actually awake, so they weren't really that long.

What made most of my nights worse was the way I had to wake up on school days. For my church, there is a special learning session that all high school students in the church go to really early in the morning. I mean, really early. I had to wake up around 5:30, get dressed, eat, and have my mom drive me toward the house some of us met up at.

I never liked getting up early. I loved to sleep in, especially since I usually stay up until 11:00 before actually getting in bed. In fact, because I woke up early most of the time, my body got used to it and woke me up like 5 minutes before actually getting told to wake up from my mom. That was horrible, especially since my mind was trying to tell my body to go back to sleep that entire time.

Most of my nights are blank, empty spaces of nothing. Much like Jenny from My Life as a Teenage Robot. She never had dreams until she had it programmed into her.

But this was one of those rare occasions that I actually did have a dream. I dreamed that I was in a small field with some flowers blowing in the wind. I walked on my two legs toward those flowers.

There were exactly 10 flowers, all a different color. All of them were in groups of two. One was purple, while the one next to it was white. The second group was orange and pink. The third group had one yellow flower and another blue. The fourth group had the colors light gray and brown.

The final group was the strangest. One of the flowers was black, and the other was dark gray. Now I wasn't an expert on flowers, but I knew for a fact that some of these flowers' colors didn't add up to real life. Although, this was a dream, so I didn't question it.

There was one last thing to note about the flowers. On each of them, there was a small shape of something inside the center of the flower. In the purple, it looked like it had a star. The white had a diamond, the orange had an apple, the pink had a balloon, the yellow had a butterfly, the cyan had a lightning bolt, the light gray had a darker gray circle, and the brown had an hourglass.

The last two I couldn't make out. The black one had one of the strangest symbols I had ever seen, and the dark gray had what seemed like an orange circle in it.

Now I know I'm dreaming, I thought. Flowers with pictures of cutie marks in them. This may be new, but flowers don't have pictures of the mane 6's cutie marks on them. But then again, what about these two right here?

Out of curiosity, I began to reach down and tried to pick a flower. But before I was halfway there, a voice came out of nowhere.

"Choose wisely."

'Choose wisely'? What kind of voice comes out of nowhere and announces you to 'choose wisely'? Still, what could a dream do to me?

"Choose wisely."

I ignored the voice this time and continued my hand's decent and reached toward the dark gray flower. I grabbed it and gave it a slight tug. Just like any flower probably would, it came out without a fight.

"You have chosen... wisely."

There's that voice again. But this time, why had it said I chose wisely? I became desperately worried as the previously non-existing clouds formed and filled the sky. A lightning bolt shot from one of the clouds and struck the ground right in front of me, right where the flowers were previously sitting.

But instead of bursting into flames, the flowers grew. Bigger and bigger they became, each taking the form of what I could not believe.

The purple flower became none other than the form of Twilight Sparkle! Just the form. It was purple and had Twilight's wings and horn, as well as her mane and tail style, but it was still only the form of her. It wasn't exactly what I expected, since this was my dream and I should have been able to make her look real if I wanted her to, but a form was better than nothing.

I looked toward the other flowers and saw the same thing happen to each of them. The white one became the form of Rarity, the orange one, Applejack, ect. Pretty soon, the mane 6 were all standing in front of me.

The light gray flower became the form of a gray pegasus. I figured that must have been Derpy Hooves, since there were no other gray pegasus that I knew of. The brown flower became the form of Doctor Whooves. Strangely enough, he had a tie with his form.

The last flower took the form of a pony I certainly didn't recognize. the once black flower was in the form of a black unicorn, with a long, flowing mane and an equally longer tail. Who that was, I had no idea.

"Prepare," the voice said, "for soon your wish will be granted."

"What wish?" I asked to it. "Who are you and what do you want?"

"The wish for a better life. You have chosen your new destiny."

"What do you mean, 'chosen my new destiny'? All I did was pick this flower."

"Prepare," the voice repeated. "Prepare!"

"Prepare for what?"

At that moment, the flower I was holding latched onto my hand. I looked down at it and tried using my other hand to pull it off. But the stem grew, around my arm it went. It got tighter and tighter as it did grow. Eventually, it had bound both my arms so tight, I couldn't move either of them.

It continued to grow. It wrapped around my stomach and grew onto my legs. Within an entire minute, I was entirely encased in a flower's stem.

A dark mist erupted from the flower I was holding. Pretty soon, it too took the form of a pony. A dark-gray unicorn with a flat mane to be precise. It stood in front of me and spoke.

"Are you ready?" it spoke with the same voice from earlier.

"For what?" I asked back.

"He's ready," the voice said, turning toward the 9 other figures.

"I never said that!" I tried to break free of my bonds, but it was of little use.

"Don't worry," the form of Twilight said, with her own voice. "This was meant to happen."

"But why?" I asked her. "Why is this meant to happen?"

"You won't understand at this time. But don't worry, you will know one day Blue."

Blue? I thought. Who's Blue?

"Blue, we can't hold the spell on any longer!" Twilight said. "You must do it now!"

"I know!" the gray unicorn, Blue I guessed, replied.

Wait, did she just call me 'Blue' not 2 minutes ago? I asked myself. Why is she calling him Blue now?

I never got an answer. That unicorn took a few steps back and ran strait toward's me! I panicked, struggling even more against my bonds. I closed my eyes and braced for the impact.

But it never came. Instead of colliding with me, he passed straight through me. He emerged on the other side, but I could not see him.

At that point, all points of my body were squeezed through the tightness of the flower. I screamed in agony at the pain it brought forth. I thought that this would get nowhere in any goal the mist-ponies had for me.

But something did happen to me. My body seemed to shrink and the stem seemed to be loosening, only to become tight again when it closed in.

I could feel every part of my body changing. My hands were compressed into a ball and my feet felt like breaking off when they were compressed. My chest became too small and my breathing became shallow.

It all hurt.

"What's happening?" asked a voice that sounded like Rainbow Dash.

"Everything's fine," Blue said. "This is supposed to happen."

"But is he supposed to be shrinking?" another voice asked, Fluttershy I think.

"Yes, this is all supposed to happen."

"What in tarnation is happenin'?" another voice with a country accent asked. Must be Applejack.

"I'll tell you once we're done!" came an angry reply. "Stop asking me questions, and don't interfere!"

At that point, he ran through me again. This time, I wasn't expecting it, for he came from behind me. More pain, even more intense this time. My fingers and became numb and my stomach felt like giving a hurl.

My face is what hurt next. A weird mist came from the flower once again and flew into all gaps in my head. My face felt like it was changing too.

I don't know how this could happen in a dream, but I lost consciousness.

Chapter 1 - New Looks, New Home

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Chapter 2 - That Which Is Forbidden

There are many reactions you could do when you meet someone familiar to you. You can greet them with a friendly 'hello', or if you despise the person, you will most likely give a harsh face and sneer at them.

Royalty is something entirely different. You don't greet them with a 'hello' or sneer at them. They usually require you to bow down and greet them like they are normally greeted. Normally, they are greeted by saying 'You're Highness'.

What's with that saying anyway? All I know about it is that you almost always greet royalty like that. Who came up with that saying? Why do we still use it? Who would know, really?

Have any of you ever met royalty? Probably not. You're most likely to meet them when you have a meeting with them, or if you work for them. Other than that, you're not likely to meet them.

Getting off that topic, how easy do you think someone's life is if they are royalty? If you think its easy, you're wrong. Now I may not know the first thing about royalty, but I do know its harder then it seems.

See, most people think its easy because they always have servants to do everything for them. I would love to agree with that. However, they only take out the easy things in your life. The person who is actually royalty has to do all the stuff that is impossible for anyone else to do.

They have to make choices about going to war, political responsibilities, ect. Still think this life is easy? Get out and read another story. That is, unless you want to see why I still think it isn't easy.

Besides making all the choices for their country, they also have to live in a schedule that they don't make. They have someone prepare a schedule full of required work for royalty to do. And they have to have all that work done within a certain amount of time if they need everything after that to be done.

That's something I hate; working under pressure. You're always being told to finish those last ten questions on the SOL when you only have 5 minutes left. Some people say they work better under pressure. Those people also say they have ADHD.

I was diagnosed with that symptom when I was young, and frankly, I don't work well under pressure. That makes me work even worse than before. My mind just starts thinking of different answers for the same question, which makes it really hard to focus.

That's probably why I like finishing tests early. But mostly, that gets me a bad grade.

But what I think I'm trying to say before I begin this chapter, is that life isn't easy when you think it is. Royalty has probably more troubles than your average everyday. Granted, there aren't many people out to get you when you're royalty, but its still hard.

Do you still think being royal will be easy?

Canterlot Castle Unknown Date

I immediately fell into a bowing position, as did the guards to my sides. I could hear Celestia's hoof-steps coming closer to me.

"There is no need to bow, My Little Pony," she said. "Rise."

I obeyed and stood on my own hooves. She turned to her guards. "And what crime has this young colt committed?" she asked them.

The one who escorted me spoke. "I found him in the Castle Garden. I've never seen him here before, and he was just sitting in front of a statue. Since I hadn't seen him before, I assumed he wandered in without permission."

"What statue?"

"The statue of Discord."

"Hmm. And do any of you know how he came into the castle?"

At that, all three of the guards were silent. "I- I asked him," the pegasus continued, "but he spoke in a language I was not familiar with."

"Oh," Celestia said, obviously interested. "And does this colt still speak that language?" She turned to me.

I stayed silent. I didn't like to speak if I didn't feel like I wanted to. But when one of the guards pushed me forward a bit more, I didn't argue.

"English," I said. "I speak English." I doubted any of them actually knew what I had said, but at least they now knew.

Celestia didn't give me any strange looks or anything like the ponies from earlier. Instead, she just spoke to her guards again. "So tell me again. What crime has this young one committed?"

The guards were confused. Their faces gave it all away. "M- My Princess," one of the unicorn's spoke. "He was in the castle garden when he wandered in without any other pony here!"

"But did he commit any crimes?"

The guards paused. "N- No," they all said.

"Then leave. This colt has done no crime and is obviously no threat to any of us."

The guards bowed again and motioned me to follow. I turned and began to follow.

"Wait."

We all stopped and turned back to the princess. "I would like to speak with our mysterious guest. Alone."

The guards bowed again. "As you wish, princess." They then stood and walked outside of the room. Once the door was closed, Celestia spoke.

"So where did you come from?" she asked me.

I stayed silent. It didn't matter if I spoke or not. She couldn't understand me anyway.

"There is no need to be silent, My Little Pony," she continued. "What is it that troubles you?"

I looked down at the ground. I didn't want to meet her eyes. Even though her voice was calm, her eyes were something different.

"Lets start with introductions. My name is-"

"Princess Celestia," I interrupted. "I already know who you are."

She to no surprise to my sudden talk. Wow, I thought. She's better at taking something as if were everyday life then I am.

"So, you know me then," she said. I nodded. "Can you understand what I'm saying to you?" I nodded again. "Interesting. Would you like to say something?"

I shook my head.

"I see. Would you like to take a walk through the castle with me?"

I thought about that. A good walk could do me good. Calm me down from all that's happened and give me better practice with my new hooves.

I eventually nodded. "Then let us walk through the castle," she said. I got up and followed her through the door. The guards noticed her coming through and bowed again. I was about ten feet behind, and even though the castle was as quiet as a mouse, making it easier to hear their conversation, I decided not to listen in.

I took a look at the windows around the throne room. I saw one where Celestia and her sister, Luna, had encased Discord in his stone prison. I instantly remembered the my little pony episode, Princess Twilight Sparkle Part 2. That was when we actually saw him encased in stone for the first time.

I stopped looking at that window and looked to the one next to it. It showed Celestia surrounded by the Elements of Harmony, and The Mare in the Moon above her. A tear seemed to be in her eyes in that picture. I guessed that was when Luna turned into Nightmare Moon and laid Rampage on the Canterlot. Also seen in the above stated episode.

I would have continued looking at the other windows, but I heard Celestia's voice directly aimed at me. I turned in her direction and saw her motioning fer me to follow.

I slowly made my way to her side. I still had a bit of trouble walking, which is why I was slow. Once at her side, she walked past her guards and into the hallway. After walking for about 20 feet, I looked back, expecting to see one of the guards following us.

Surprisingly, I didn't.

I turned my attention to Celestia and gave her a confused look. She saw me and spoke. "Oh, are you wondering why my guards aren't following us?"

I nodded. "Well, lets just say that I still don't want them to bother our little chat, dear one."

I faced down the hallway, gave a 'well, that'e true' face and tilted my head to the left, and then the right. Celestia chuckled slightly.

"So tell me young one. Why were you doing in the castle garden this fateful day?"

I just stared at the ground again. I had a sad face on, and I didn't want anyone to see it. Even if Celestia was the only other one who could see it.

"Are you sure you wouldn't like to speak, young one?"

I just shook my head again. "I see," she said. We continued our walk in silence for about another 5 minutes. We had rounded a few corners in the castle, walked up a small flight of stairs and were nearing a room at the end of the hallway.

"I think I know of a way I can help you, little one."

My ears perked up and I turned to her with interest in my eyes. She saw the look I was giving and smiled. "Yes. I believe that I can help you with a problem that you've already faced."

After she said that, I looked towards the ceiling and tried to remember what problem I faced. I came up with three.

One, I couldn't get back home and I was stuck in a world that I didn't even know existed. Two, I have trouble walking in my new body. Three, no one here could understand a single word I was saying. There were probably more, but I couldn't think of any. I figured that since Celestia didn't know about the first two, it was probably the third.

By the time I finished thinking, we had reached a barred doorway. I recognized it, but only after a minute of staring. This was the Star Swirl the Bearded wing of the Canterlot Archives.

I turned to Celestia, but she kept her face forward. She bowed her head toward the door and lit her horn. It glowed with a marvelous golden light and lit up the door in front of us with the same light. In an instant, the door flew open. If I were about three feet closer, it would have hit my muzzle.

I looked at her again with a confused look. This time she did look back. "This is the Star Swirl the Bearded Wing," she said. "This holds many forbidden magics that most unicorns are prohibited to even know about."

I gave her an even more confused look by tilting my head. Then why are you showing me? I thought.

She saw me tilt my head, (Pure genius, I know.) and seemed to know what I was wondering. "You're probably wondering why I'm showing you," she said.

Yes! I nodded.

"Well, you aren't any special unicorn as far as I can tell, but there's something about you that interests me. I don;t know what it is, but perhaps I'll know someday." She looked forward before continuing. "Also, the spell I need is in here."

We both chuckled. The looked at each other and chuckled again. She walked into the room and I followed behind her.

The room was just like I remembered it in that one time travel episode in season two. You know, the one with future Twilight trying to tell her past not to worry about the future. You remember that? Good. Back to the story.

There were many bookshelves full of scrolls and books that were each filled with spells of great magnitude.

I stopped following Celestia and looked at a scroll that was sticking out of a shelf to my right. I wonder what's on this one? I turned to Celestia, who hadn't noticed that I stopped following her. I turned back to the scroll and tried to lift it with my front.

I almost lost balance and nearly crashed into the entire shelf. That was a close one! I thought while trying to quietly breathe heavily. I turned to Celestia, who was even further down the isle. I sat down. The floor slightly creaked, but wasn't enough for Celestia to hear from the distance we were apart.

I sighed in relief and looked back at the scroll. Now that I was sitting, it would be easier to pick up the scroll. I took both of my front hooves and tried to pick up the scroll from its place on the shelf. I managed to pull it out, but the paper slipped and fell to the floor.

I knew that I was a unicorn, but how do they use their horn? I hadn't the slightest idea. I would have picked it up with my muzzle, but that's just gross when you think about it.

I unraveled the scroll and held it open with both my hooves. I wasn't expecting what came next.

It was written in Equestrian.

Figures, I thought. Can't speak their language. How am I supposed to read it?

"Ahem."

The sudden noise made me freeze. I jumped and turned in the direction the sound came from. Princess Celestia. She was not looking directly at me and had a small look of disapproval on her face. I immediately let the scroll curl up and roll next to the bottom of the shelf.

I slowly made my way up to the Princess of the Sun, ears flat. I couldn't bring myself to meet her disapproving eyes. I could see the bottom of her hooves when I was next to her.

"What was on that scroll?" she asked. My ears perked at her non-disapproval tone and I looked up at her face. It no longer held the small scowl from earlier, and instead, was replaced by a small look of curiosity. I didn't know what to do, so I just shrugged.

"I see," she said. "Well, I do believe I've found the scroll I'm looking for. Do you mind if I summon my student here?"

I shook my head. I knew her student all to well. Granted, she wasn't a princess like in the newest episodes, but I could tell that ever since I saw the statue of Discord in the castle's garden.

"Well, then. As long as you don't get into any trouble, I'll go and get her," she said, walking to the exit. I reached my hoof out to her, but thought against it. She left the room before anything else happened.

I was alone now. Alone in a barred room that was wide open. Even thought it was open, it was still quiet in the room.

I sighed when I heard the nothing in the air. Back at my old home, you'd have to put soundproofing foam over your ears five times just to find quiet during the day. It wasn't that much easier at night until all the younger ones actually go to sleep.

I loved it when it was quiet. At school, there's no one who can actually shut their trap for over 5 minutes. Unless its a test. Then I'm too busy trying to figure out what content was on the test.

Without anything else to do, I laid down on the ground. I tried to find the most comfortable position possible. And let me tell you now, its not easy at all when you're a pony.

At first, I tried to put my hind-hooves back and rest my head in-between my front hooves. Not really all that comfortable. Then I tried to rest my head on one of my arms. Still not that comfortable. The final position I tried was just flat out lying on my back.

And that really wasn't comfortable.

I gave up with trying to lie down. Instead, I just sat until Celestia returned. That was after about ten minutes.

I heard Celestia's footsteps coming back into the room. There were also another set of hooves that followed her. "Are you here?" Celestia asked. I could tell she was talking to me, but she hadn't seen me yet.

I clapped my hooves together. *Clap* She heard this noise and came in its direction.

She rounded a corner and saw me. "Ah, there you are. I'd like you to meet my personal student..."

Twilight Sparkle, I thought. I know her too.

"...Sunset Shimmer."

My eyes widened and my heart skipped a beat. Maybe two. Its hard to count when you're not really counting your heartbeats.

I saw a bright yellow coat pop out from behind another bookshelf. She had a red and a darker shade of yellow in her mane and tail. Sunset Shimmer looked almost like I remembered her from the beginning of Equestria Girls.

Almost...

She was definitely younger that what I remembered her as. Her mane wasn't as long, she wasn't as tall, ect. I only had one thought when I saw her.

What is she doing here?

Celestia saw my look of surprise. "What the matter, young one?" she asked. "There is nothing to be surprised about. I'd like to introduce you to her." She turned to Sunset Shimmer. "Sunset Shimmer, I'd like you to meet our mysterious guest." She turned back to me. "I'd like you to meet Sunset Shimmer, my personal student."

"I- It's a pleasure to meet you," Sunset said while waving her hoof. I said nothing, but I waved back. I did it softly, but I still waved back.

She looked confused to why I didn't say anything back and turned to her teacher. "Why isn't he saying anything back, Princess?"

Celestia looked back at her with a smile on her face. "That is why I brought you here, my student. You see, he doesn't speak Equestrian."

I saw Sunset give a look of surprise and look back at her teacher and me. "But what am I supposed to do?" she asked.

"Think of this as a test. I will tell you a spell, and I want you to cast it on him."

I freaked out. They were going to cast a spell on me? Was it dangerous? Even if it wasn't, I didn't want them to do this for no reason.

They both saw me freak out. "Why did he just jump?" Sunset asked.

"That's something else that intrigues me, My Little Pony. You see, even though he doesn't speak Equestrian, he can still understand it."

I could tell that Sunset Shimmer was even more confused than earlier. I didn't blame her. If I was in her hooves, I'd be just as confused.

"What spell?" she asked her teacher. All Celestia did was take a scroll in her magic and allow Sunset to take it in her's. She opened it and read its secrets that I could not behold. "A translation Spell?" I heard her say.

That made me relax. It's better to know what spell is going to be cast on you before it happens. And now that I did know, I would gladly allow it to happen.

"Yes. This spell is very complicated, but I believe you can do it. Are you ready?"

"Yes," she replied.

Celestia turned back to me. "Are you ready?"

I stayed still for a minute. Should I let them do this? If I do, what good will come out of it? What bad? Do I wan't to stay silent forever?

"Are you ready?" Celestia asked again.

I closed my eyes and thought about what happened earlier today with the guards and the ponies of Canterlot. None of them could understand what I'm saying. I could just stay silent for the rest of my time in this world, but I didn't want that.

So I nodded.

Chapter 3 - Nothing Is Truly Lost Forever

When you think you've lost something, its not really gone. You could have lost the most precious thing in the world to you, and it still wouldn't be gone.

Since I don't know what the most precious thing in the world to any of you, I'm giving an example.

Let's say that you lost all your ponies that you were collecting for the past three years. Yeah, I know. that's pretty bad for any brony/pegasister. But remember, this is an example.

One you've lost all your ponies, you are really angry and depressed for the loss. But then you head back to the store with the money you've saved and get some more. Now I know nothing can replace your old ponies, but you were desperate to have your ponies that you couldn't find back.

Now you have new ponies. And in a month, you would have forgotten about your old ponies because you have new ones. now you don't even remember that you lost anything.

So they're no longer lost, are they?

Let's give another example. What if the friend you've had since you were a little kid just died in a car crash? That would be really sad, so try not to think about it too much.

But how can you replace your friend? Answer: You can't. There is nothing in the entire world that could have replace that one friend that you have had since you were young.

Now all of you are going to get angry at me for two reasons. One, this has nothing to do with the story, and two, if you can't replace your friend, then he truly is lost forever.

That is not true. Your friend, as well as all your ponies that you lost earlier are not gone for you for all of eternity. As long as they remain a part of you, nothing is truly lost. You will always remember your friend, even until the ends of your existence.

So as I'm repeating, nothing is truly lost forever. But what have you lost that was important to you? Do you still think you can't get it back, like you might have thought of before?

Star Swirl The Bearded Wing of The Canterlot Archives Unknown Date

As I took a step forward for the spell to take place, Sunset Shimmer stepped back a bit. "I'm not to sure about this," she said. "What if I fail?"

Celestia smiled at her. "Don't be afraid, my student," she said. "You can succeed if you believe that you can. You have the potential to succeed, and you will."

I couldn't help but chuckle slightly. That never worked for anything. I was glad that neither of them had heard me, for that could lead to disastrous consequences.

I saw Sunset take another step back. I couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for this frightened mare. Well, filly at the moment, But I knew her personality better when she was older. Now, its sad to know what's going to happen to her.

"Do not doubt your abilities," Celestia continued. "Doubt will never help you in any situation. If you do not doubt yourself, you will succeed in anything you believe you can accomplish."

I could see the confidence fill Sunset's face, and I knew what was going to happen next.

"You're right! I can do this!" She closed her eyes and tilted her horn towards me. It lit with a dark blue color, the same color as her eyes. I was suddenly surrounded by the same blue light and lifted into the air.

I obviously freaked out. I had never flown before, by any means whatsoever. Sure, I'd been on rides at Kings Dominion, but the really tall ones still freaked me out, and I stayed off them.

Yes, I have a slight fear of heights. Don't laugh, I'm sure many of you have the same fear.

But its not really the fear of heights. More like the fear of falling to the earth below me. That's what really scared me. I was afraid at most times that my harness that kept me in the ride would break and I'd be sent flying to the ground without warning.

But back to the actual story. Even though I was only about two feet off the ground, I still didn't feel safe. I was flailing my legs toward the ground as hard as I could, trying to regain contact with the familiar surface.

I wanted to scream in fear, but then I noticed something that drew my attention.

Sunset Shimmer'e eyes were both glowing.

I'd only seen that happen to Twilight, and when the human version of Sunset Shimmer put on the crown at the end of Equestria Girls. I knew that meant that the unicorn who's eyes turned white was a truly powerful unicorn, but it was just strange to me. I'd never seen this happen in real life.

That's when the pain kicked in.

I could feel my chest just burn for no reason. This sometimes happened when I tried to cough while eating, but this was an entirely different level. The pain was intense! Imagine a really cold sun just expand inside of your chest. Also imaging it start getting hotter and hotter to the point where you can't bear it anymore.

That's how I felt, and I hated it.

That is when I screamed. A painful and loud scream. A scream that I never made normally. This pain made me feel like passing out.

And I believe that's what I did, because I don't remember what happened next.

Later...

"I hope he's okay..."

"Don't worry. I believe he'll wake up very soon."

Those were the two voices somewhere around me. The first was younger sounding than the second. They were both vaguely familiar, but I didn't want to think about it too hard. I liked my current position. I also liked the way my head was rested on a familiar substance. A pillow. The wondrous comfort of that one pillow could lure me to sleep in a matter of seconds.

If it weren't for my small case of insomnia.

I stirred on what I was rested on. A bed. A lovely mattress comforted me even more. This is certainly better than a street, I thought, remembering the discomfort on the hard ground. And this time, I also had a blanket! Oh, the lovely feel of a blanket to keep you warm from the cold outside!

Except for the fact that I was inside.

"He moved!" the younger voice said. My hearing was muffled from the blanket and the pillow against both my ears, but I could still hear them. "That means he's waking up, right?"

"Perhaps," the older one said. "Some ponies do stir in their sleep."

"Mmmmm... Lemesleep," I mumbled. I didn't care who they were, I wanted to SLEEP!

"He's awake." That's when the blanket was pulled from my head, revealing a bright light in the room. That certainly made me close my eyes even tighter that before. "How are you feeling?" I heard the voice ask.

I just groaned. That light was too bright to see who it was, but I could tell by their now non-muffled voice. It was Princess Celestia. I figured that the other voice I recognized must have been Sunset Shimmer.

I reached my hoof down and tried to find the blanket that was so rudely taken from my comfortable position. I found it after a minute of patting the mattress, but had little success in pulling it back over my head. No fingers, just a stump.

I heard a small chuckle come from a voice not far from me. Then the blanket was pulled from my reach and laid gently across me once again. "Let's let him sleep," Celestia said. "He's had enough of a rough day already."

"Okay," the young Sunset Shimmer replied. I heard their hoof-steps heading in a single direction. Then the light above me suddenly clicked off, and I heard a door squeaking as it closed.

With the lights now off, I opened my eyes and lifted my head. I saw a window in the room, letting in the moonlight. That's probably what allowed me to see the rest of the room.

All around the room, I saw various objects that were familiar. There were a few cupboards, chairs, a desk, and even an open door leading to a bathroom.

"Wow..." I said. There was no one else around, so it didn't matter if I talk. Then I noticed the size of the bed. "This bed is huge!"

I chuckled at the fact that I was going to saw how amazing this room was, then just directed it all towards the bed.

"Sorry room, but I'm kinda funny at times."

Now I'm going crazy again. I'm talking to a room. I scrunched up my face. Who's room is this anyway?

I yawned and put my head back on the pillow, which was also bigger than I realized. I'll find out in the morning.

I did nothing until I actually fell asleep.

The Next Morning

I awoke to a darkened room. My eyes were open, but I could see nothing in the pitch black air that surrounded me.

This is going to affect me later, I thought. The light will come in, and my eyes will hurt.

I sat up and wondered what awoke me. There were no other sounds in the room, as far as I could tell, and I'm a very heavy sleeper. I thought that something was going to come get me.

There was nothing that came and got me in the dark, but I still found out what awoke me. You know what it was?

My stomach growled.

I blushed and put a hoof on where it made the noise. That's right, I thought. I haven't eaten anything since coming here.

I got on my hooves and felt just how squishy it was. It made me tumble, trying to walk over it. It probably took about 5 minutes, but I did find my way to the edge of the bed.

I turned back to the bed. I still couldn't see in the blackness, but I knew it was there. "HAHA! There it no bed in the world that can keep me on it forever!" I said, overly excited for no reason. I turned around. "I sorta wish there was," I mumbled. "I love to sleep."

I certainly would have waited for morning to eat, but my stomach wouldn't allow that. Besides, I was already awake, and even though it was still dark out, it would take forever to fall asleep. If the sun didn't come up first, that is.

The darkness of the room didn't help to well to find the door. I knew that there was an open window that would have shown in the moonlight, but I figured that the clouds outside might have flown in front of the moon, which would have blocked the light.

After about five minutes of wandering and tripping, I found the closed door to the room. Another minute of patting the door eventually let me find the doorknob. I tried to turn it with my hoof, but I couldn't get a grip on it.

"Stupid hooves," I said angrily. "No grip whatsoever." I banged my head against the door in front of me, and my horn felt a familiar pain from yesterday. I rubbed it with both hooves. "Ow... I should lean how to use you soon. That would make my time here easier."

I found the knob again with my hoof. However, instead of using the same strategy as earlier, I reached my muzzle down and bit the knob with my teeth.

I'm so going to regret this later...

I did my best to turn the knob with my hard teeth. I failed the first two times. The third time, my teeth hurt by the time it finished turning.

"Ow..."

I ignored the pain and tried to find my way through the dark hallways. I didn't remember any part of the hallway I passed. Probably because Celestia and Sunset Shimmer brought me to the room after I passed out.

Come to think about it, I could never remember ever passing out in my entire life. If I ever did, I didn't remember it. That's just kinda strange. You'd think I'd remember a big gap in my memory.

I rounded a corner and found a unicorn guard with his horn lit up and directly facing me. That horn's light blinded me for a second.

This can't end well...

"What are you doing here?" he asked. I opened my mouth to respond, but he never gave me a chance. "Hey, I remember you. You're that kid that the princess wanted to talk to yesterday in the throne room."

I'm famous!

"So what are you doing out here this late at night?"

I never got the chance to answer. My stomach answered for me.

"Grrrrrrrooooooooooooowllll..." it went.

"Well, aren't we the hungry one tonight?" I nodded. "Would you like something to eat?" Another nod. "Well follow me then."

He turned around and walked down the hallway, whom I followed as best I could. He made several turns and paced a lot aster than me. I managed to keep up until we came to a door. He opened it with his magic, and revealed another dark room.

I stepped in, expecting something to actually happen. Nothing did until the bright light entered the room.

I blinked at the sudden light, but the guard's horn had already adjusted my eyes to a bright light. in the room, I saw a large assortment of kitchen supplies and stuff.

Wow! This kitchen has everything!

"So what do you want kid?" the guard asked. "We have dandelion sandwiches, hay fries, dry oatmeal..."

He continued to list many foods that were available, but the only one I even considered appetizing was the oatmeal.

"Heh," the guard went, which made me look at him. "I keep forgetting that you speak another language entirely. I'm talking to you like I expect an answer."

"Well even if I don't speak your language, I can still speak to you if you want me too," I said.

"I guess you could do that," he replied. Then I saw his eyes go wide and he freaked out. "H- How am I able to understand you now? You spoke another language right in front of me yesterday!"

"I did?" I asked. "Funny. I'm still speaking English in my standards."

"Well I don't know what this 'English' is, but whatever game you're playing is downright creepy young colt!"

"There's a game being played around here?" I joked. "Funny. I haven't been invited to play."

"I'm not joking around, kid."

"Well I am, so that makes one of us that has a real sense of humor."

I stared at him as he glared at me. I eventually broke the non-existent staring contest and continued speaking. "So, about me still being hungry... I'd think I'd like the oatmeal."

He stopped glaring at me. "T- The oatmeal?" he asked.

"Yes, only I don't like my oatmeal dry. Do you have a microwave?"

"W- What's a microwave?"

Great, so I have to use the old-fashioned way. "Forget I said that. "Do you have a stove instead?"

"W- We do. It's over there, right next to those pots." He pointed his shaky right hoof towards the pots on the left side of the room. Sure enough, there was a stove right there.

"Great! Could you please fill up a small pot with water and place it on the stove?"

"S- Sure kid." He proceed to do what I asked. In the meantime, I found a small step-ladder and dragged it over to the stove so that I could reach the top of it. When he finished, I asked him or a large wooden spoon and for him to turn the stove on so that the water would boil.

While I was waiting for the water to be at the right temperature, I then started to wonder why the ponies actually had stoves and not microwaves and other stuff like that. I knew that had light bulbs from seeing Twilight turn off some in the end of Season 1 Episode 3, but I had never seen anything like a stove in the actual show.

The guard's voice interrupted my thoughts. "So, how are we able to understand you now?" he asked.

I flinched. "W- Well, that's sorta why the princess wanted to talk to me, I guess."

He nodded. "I see. She knew a way to help us understand your language, and she decided to try it out. my guess from you speaking to me means that it worked."

"Heh, heh." I looked down at the floor beneath my hooves. "Yeah... It worked."

"So what did happen?"

I looked back at him. "Well, she called her student, Sunset Shimmer, into the room and had her cast the spell. I never saw the end of it, because I passed out before it was finished."

"Oh? What happened to you?"

"I'm not sure," I confessed, looking back down at the ground. "I know that my chest was on fire, and that's when I passed out. I woke up later in a large bed and it was night out. I don't know the room I was in, but the bed inside was huge! It also wasn't to ar from where you found me in the hallway."

"Well, I don't know to much about that room you were in, but I do know that its been here since before I was even born."

"Do you think its a guest room?"

"Perhaps. But why would the bed be so big? You should probably ask Princess Celestia when you get the chance."

I nodded. "I'll be sure to do that." I started to think about my family. "I wonder if I'll ever see them again."

"See who?" he asked.

"My parents, my siblings and my old friends," I said with my head down. "I didn't really ask to be come here. I went to bed last night and everything was normal in my life. I wake up, and I find myself in the streets of Canterlot."

"You were foalnapped?"

I laughed at that, but quickly stopped and looked back down at the ground. "I guess you could say that. In a way, I'm sorta glad I was taken away."

"Why's that?"

"My life was a lot harder than just waking up at the crack of dawn, or working to keep something that I wanted. School where I was horrible, not because I didn't learn, but because of the way I learned and all the peo- ponies who picked on me there."

"But that can't be the only reason you don't want to go back."

I shook my head. "No, it isn't. My life at home wasn't so grand either. My older brother picked on me, and my two younger brother's didn't know when to stop asking questions they already knew the answer to. I had other members of my family, but my brothers were the worst."

"So you'd rather not head back? But they're your family!"

"True, and that's why I wonder if I'm ever going to see them again. I want to because they are, but I don't because of what they do to me every day. There were even times I wished that I could just vanish from their sight and disappear from their lives."

"How can you say that? If any other kid your age lost their family, they'd want to see them again!"

"But how old do you think I am? I can clearly talk, know how to make my own breakfast, and just the square root of 144. That's twelve, by the way."

He stepped back. "J- Just how old are you?" he asked.

I chuckled. "How old do you think I am?"

"I don't know... three, maybe five at most."

"Where I came from, I was fifteen years old."

He stared blankly at me. "And where did you say you were from?"

I shrugged. "I never realized that I gave away that information to you. I don't think it matters anyway."

"And why's that?"

"Because its- No. I'm not going to tell you that."

"Why not?"

"You couldn't find where it is anyway." I looked back at the pot with the water boiling in it. I decided to change the subject. "I think its ready now."

"What, the oatmeal? We haven't even put it in yet."

"No, the boiling water. I've always wanted to boil my tongue this way." I stared blankly at him while he thought about what I said.

"...You're joking again, aren't you?"

"Yep," I said, now smiling. "But seriously, could you pour the oatmeal in while I stir it?"

"Can't you do it yourself? I mean, if you know what to do, why don't you do it?"

"I would... but I'm not used to carrying stuff with these hooves." I brought them to my face and waved them in the air, as if to emphasize my point. "Besides. You can use magic; I can't."

"Good points there." He poured the oatmeal into the water as I turned off the stove. "Why'd you turn it off?"

"So that I don't cook the oatmeal. The stove was for heating the water or the oatmeal to go in. While I stir, can you cut up a peach if you have any?"

"A peach?" He tapped his chin. "Yeah, I guess I could do that. How big do you want the pieces?"

"Not very. They just have to be small bite-sized pieces," I said before picking up the wooded spoon and stirring the oatmeal in the very hot water.

We didn't for about another five minutes. Mainly because I had a wooden spoon in my mouth, and he was concentrating on carving up the peach. Once I was done stirring, I asked him to drain the water in a sink and put the peaches into the oatmeal. i also asked him to get some cinnamon.

"What's the cinnamon for?" he asked.

"Well, just having plain oatmeal with a carved up peach doesn't have that much flavor doesn't it?" He shook his head. "That's what the cinnamon is for."

The cinnamon was in a container that you could shake and if the lid was off and it was upside-down, some would come out. Just like the one I had in my original home. Once he finished putting some in, I stirred it all once more and did my best to mix it all inside the pot.

I spit out the spoon into the sink that wasn't too far away. "I think its done!"

"That's it?" he asked.

"Yeah. Its nothing special, but it still tastes great! Last I remember anyway. Would you like some?"

"Me?"

"Yeah! I wouldn't have been able to make it without your help, and you must be hungry after being up all night."

As if by coincidence, his stomach growled after I said that. "Well, I guess being a guard does have its advantages and disadvantages. One of them must be becoming hungry after working. I guess I could have a small amount..."

"Great!"

"What's going on in here?" a voice came from right behind us, making us freeze. We both turned around and saw who was behind us.

My muzzle collided with the pony's leg.

"P- Princess Celestia!" the guard said. "W- What a surprise to find you here!"

Busted, I thought.

Chapter 5 - Nagging At The Back of A Mind

When something is bothering you and you can't remember what it is, usually it means that you can't remember something that you thought was important. Some people call that the thing that is nagging at their mind.

Normally, that isn't all to bad. There are some things in this world we wish we could forget. But there are things we wish to never forget.

What is something that you've probably forgotten about that you wished to remember forever? That faint memory is nagging at the back of your mind, isn't it? If you still remember it, that's probably good enough.

What about something you wish to never remember? Yeah, those are hard to forget, aren't they? You always end up remembering that horrible memory when you stop thinking about everything else. You wish to forget it, but you always remember it.

That's nagging at the back of your mind too, isn't it?

There are many things I wish I could forget. So much stuff that I should have never experienced, or hated for a long time. So much in my life.

There are a few good memories in there. Not too many, to be honest. But there are still some there. But I've most likely forgotten most of them.

That's probably one of the reasons I became a brony. Not really for the show, or the fandom. (That second one is probably a lie) but for the way that this had made me feel.

See, I always hated my life. So much pain from my family, and from school. My Little Pony has taken all those pains for me and filled me with such happiness that I believe I could never forget. It helps me feel better, all the music I listen too, the animations that make me laugh and smile, and the fan fictions like the one your reading at this very moment.

All of those have helped me feel happier when I couldn't remember the memories that originally kept me happy. That's why I'm a brony.

Why are you a brony/pegasister? What memories have kept you happy? Can you still remember them...

...or are they nagging at the back of your head, nearly forgotten?

Canterlot Castle's Halls Unknown Date

"'Blue' huh? That's an unusual name for a pony," she said.

"Yeah, I guess it is," I replied. It was a strange name for a pony to have. Even I didn't know anypony with just a color for a name.

But it was the only thing I had, even thought it was only half of it. I would have told her my name was 'Ephraim Blue', but 'Ephraim' was an actual human name, and I didn't want to have her know I was a human.

Besides, who comes up with a name like that for a child? That even seems stupid to me. I probably would have gone with a name such as 'Pitch Black', or something.

...

If anyone gets that reference of mine, say so in the comments below. That's pretty funny, if you get that reference.

But no, Blue was what I said to her my name was, and that was a truth, in a way. It was a name I came up with when coming up for a username for an online website called Gaia Online. My older brother and sister were on the site, and you would probably want on it too if you saw all the fun stuff it had to offer.

Anyway, I had come up with the name based off a character from a GameBoy Advance game called Fire Emblem - The Sacred Stones. One of the main characters was called Ephraim. I came to like that name, and wanted to us it as my username for the website. Unfortunately, that was already being used. So I decided to add my favorite color, at the time, to the name: Blue.

And that's when I had come up with the name. I've kept it with me ever since that day; since I was eight. I used it for just about everything I wanted to have a username for. I didn't really care if people recognized me from the many sites I joined under that name, for I was the same person for every single one of them.

"Did your parents come up with it for you?" she asked.

"Nah," I replied. "They didn't come up with it. I did."

"Well, what's your real name then?"

I tilted my head to the ground. "I'd rather not tell you. At least... not yet."

"Oh, okay."

"What about you," I began. "How'd you get your cutie mark?"

"This thing?" she asked, looking at the red/yellow sun on her flank. "Don't know," she said. "I don't remember when it appeared, so I can't really say that I know when or how I got it."

"Oh. Well, what about your old house? Surely you lived somewhere before becoming Celestia's personal student."

She smiled. "Yeah, I did. I used to live in Manehattan before getting accepted as the princess's personal protege. It was the year the Summer Sun Celebration was held in Manehattan that I was inspired to come for the school of Gifted and Talented Unicorns. You already know the rest of the story of what happened there."

"I guess I do."

We took a turn down the right side of the hallway. To be honest, I had no clue where I was going. "Where did you live?" she asked.

"Me?" I asked, turning my head to her. I turned it back and continued. "Well, I kinda lived in the country, without all the loud noises you would normally hear in the city."

"Really?" I nodded. "Wow. I always wondered what it was like, living in the country."

"Meh. It's not to different from normal life. It's just quieter and has more room to run freely."

"Meh?"

"Huh? Oh, that. Heh. It's just something I like to say occasionally. Pay it no mind."

"Um, okay..."

We took several more turns down the long hallway. "Where are we going?" I finally asked.

"Hmm? Oh, I have no idea," she replied.

There was a silence. That's all that needs saying. "...You don't know? You were the one who wanted to come inside here, and you don't know where we're going?"

"Nope!" she replied with a happy tone. "I just didn't want to stay outside with that creepy statue anymore!"

I stared at her as we continued walking the hallways. I couldn't help but chuckle slightly.

The halls remained silent for us. I eventually noticed another break in the hallway. I looked through...

And saw the biggest library you could ever believe.

I stopped walking as soon as my eyes laid sight upon it. I liked to read, which is one reason I had joined FimFiction, but only certain stories that had some adventure and/or interesting story-line.

Sunset Shimmer noticed that I was no longer following her and came back to see what I was looking at. She smiled at me and said: "Like it?"

I turned back to her. "I- I guess," I said. I had been in plenty of libraries, but this one was by far the biggest. But I probably should have expected that. this was Canterlot after all.

"Come on!" she said, walking into the library. "Lets go in!"

"Are you sure we're allowed? It doesn't look like any librarians are here."

"Oh, don't be such a worry-wart Blue! We're always allowed inside the library at any time! We just cant take out any books without permission."

I cautiously followed behind her. Worry-wart? I thought. Don't think I've been called that recently.

Taking a walk inside the library just showed how much bigger than other libraries it really was. Books lines every shelf from left to right.

How many shelves there were... NOBODY KNEW!

497

ANYWAY!

I turned my head down one of the seemingly endless bookshelves. Have you ever noticed how that when you look at an object from it's side, it looks longer, or taller than they really were? Now do that with something really long or tall.

Having fun yet?

As I could see, (not you) the bookshelf seemed even longer than it really was. I knew that, so I decided to move away from it and actually walk down the corridor between the two bookshelves.

It was still pretty long, compared to the other libraries I'd been in. All the books were ordered by Author's last name, just like back home. I reached a hoof and placed it on the top of one of the books close to my height. I got a small grip, having my hoof in the spine of the book like that. I pulled my hoof back, making the book fall to the ground.

Success! The book was still closed, but now that it wasn't blocked by other books to it's side, I could open it. The spine of the book had some words on it, lined in silver, but I didn't pay much attention to them. The front cover of the book was a plain green cover. I used my right hoof and brought up the cover of the book.

Only to be even more disappointed than before.

The entire book was in Equestrian, much like the scroll from the other day. Every single word was unreadable to me.

"Now I've never wished for a better time that I could read," I mumbled to myself. Reading was one of the things that I did occasionally to pass the time when I was bored. If everything was unreadable, it is just something worse for me.

Sunset Shimmer found me in the small bookshelf-made hallway, staring down at the book. She came up to my side. "Find something you like?" she asked.

"No," I replied flatly. "I can't read a single word on the page."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean: I can't read Equestrian. All of it is unreadable to me. That translation spell from yesterday didn't allow me to read Equestrian."

"Oh. Well... I'm sorry to hear that."

"It's okay," I replied, to spare her feelings. She was the one to cast the spell, so she might have taken the blame for it all. "It's not your fault that spell didn't do anything. I'll just go without reading for a while."

She smiled back at me. "Alright." I got up and walked away from the spot I was sitting. "Wait," she called. I turned back to her. "Aren't you going to put the book back?"

I took a glance back at the book, the back to her. "I don't have any way of putting it back," I replied with a slightly obvious tone. "I don't know how to hold stuff with these hooves, and I don't know how to use magic."

"That's got to be annoying," she commented. It is, thank you for making my day. "If you want, I could teach you how to use magic."

My ears perked up. "Really?" Could I really learn to use magic?

"Really," she answered. She picked up the book in her magic and placed it back on the shelf. "But not here, okay? This is a library."

"Heh, yeah... I understand why."

We proceeded to walk outside the library, but not before my something caught my eye. Off to the side of the library walls, there was a small, unmarked door. I found that strange, because all doors had labels on them, telling others that it was either a certain section, or a staff room.

I averted from the path we were taking and went strait to the door. I turned to Sunset Shimmer. "What's back here?" I asked.

She turned to look at me and gave a slightly confused face. "Back where?" she asked back.

"This door," I said, pointing my hoof to it. "There's an unmarked door right there, and I wish to know where it leads."

She walked up behind me and looked to where I was pointing my hoof. "Blue, there's nothing there. It's just a bookshelf."

I turned back to the door and looked at it myself. I still saw the door. "No, there's a door there. I can clearly see it."

"Stop messing around, it's not funny." I looked back at her and saw her look of disappointment.

"But I'm not messing around!"

"I've had enough of this," she said, turning back to the entrance to the library. "You can stay here and imagine doors all you want Blue, but I'm heading back."

I opened my mouth to speak, but opted against it. Fine, I thought to myself. If you don't believe me seeing a door here, then I will explore it myself. I'm fifteen, I don't need your help.

I turned back to the door, that I know is there, and reached my hoof out to it. Without any trouble, I tapped the door twice with my hoof.

*Knock, knock*

I knew that was a door. The sound confirmed it. It also confirmed that there was something on the other side of the door. And I was set on finding out what it was.

The doorknob was luckily within my reach. Going to regret this... Again... I grabbed the doorknob in my mouth, and attempted to turn it. I had more luck with this door than the room I was staying in. I actually got it on my first try!

The door came open without any difficulty. The hinges weren't worn out, and the door looked like it was relatively new.

The inside of the room was void of any source of light, save it be for the light coming from the open archway of the door. I cautiously walked into the pitch black room. Almost immediately, the door slammed shut behind me.

I ran to the space the light had faded. Although, I could not see the space where I thought it faded, so I ran into the wall.

"Ow..." I rubbed my head again. "Okay, I've got to stop doing this." I put my hoof in front of me and felt my way around the wall. But what I found had surprised me.

The door was nowhere to be felt. I made my way around the wall, which I was certain had the door on it somewhere, but felt nothing that gave a clue to where the door was. There were no cracks, or indentations in the wall to indicate where it had been. I had also lost track of the doorknob.

There are many things we believe we are afraid of. Height, darkness, closed spaces, ect. But all those fears are usually something that we just imagine happening. If you are afraid of heights, why? Do you just imagine yourself falling, and that's whet you're afraid of? When you're in the dark, do you imagine stuff appearing out of nowhere and you're afraid of them? In closed spaces, you imagine the walls closing in, and you are afraid because of that.

So the real thing you're afraid of is your own imagination.

I looked at the darkness around me. It wasn't hard, considering it was the only thing there. My thoughts turned to all those times I made my way to my bed in the dark. I had always imagined some giant spider coming out of nowhere and getting to me. And to tell the truth, I was slightly afraid of that.

I curled down to the ground and feared for what would never come. I then remembered that in recent years, I had realized that it was only my imagination that I was afraid of. "I am not afraid..." I whispered. "I am not afraid!" I shouted into the darkness.

In an instant, I felt more confident for what I believed. I believed that my fears were only my imagination, and the room seemed to brighten from around me. I could see into the darkness that was no longer there.

"What is this?" I asked myself. "Where'd this light come from?" I looked all around, but found no place where the light seemed to come from. No spotlight, so light bulb, no nothing.

I was still up against the wall, which I could see because the light that seemed to come from me, illuminated it as well. I stepped away from it, and the light followed me as well. I moved suddenly to the side, and the light followed me with no delay.

"Is this light... coming from me?" I looked at myself, but saw no way that the light could be coming from anywhere. It just followed me no where I went.

I walked a bit further and cast my sights to the edge of the light. I made sure that no matter where I was going, I could see it.

I don't know for how long I walked, but I found a small pedestal about my height with a single book placed upon it. This book was strange, to say in the least. It was black and small, had nearly no spine whatsoever, and just had pictures of several stars on it's front.

"What's this book?" I wondered out-loud. Out of curiosity, I carefully flipped the cover to the first page.

And I could read every word there.

All the words were in plain English. Every. Single. Word. Not in that scribble-scratch Equestrian I was looking at earlier.

I stepped back a bit. "W- What's going on here?" I wondered. "First, I see a door that apparently, only I can see. Then, I go into the door and into a pitch black room. Then, I find a light that comes from who knows where! Then there's a single pedestal with an unmarked book on it, and I can read it! What is going on here?!"

I usually talked to myself to calm down from loads of stress that I was going through. Whether it was because of my parents, or my family, I did it to help calm myself down. Now that I got all that out of my head, I walked back up to the book and began to read out loud.

"I still remember the days that we struggled to survive," I read. "The days that times were tough and food was scarce. The days that were foretold to us so long ago. We never listened to the prophecy that foretold that these days would come."

"Interesting..." I commented. "Beginning by telling us of a wrong you did."

"We were told that the days would become colder and colder. That we would be forced to find a new land to live unless we found peace and harmony between the three tribes."

"Three tribes?" I wondered.

"We never listened. We should have, for those days did come. The days that became colder. If we had listened and found peace between the tribes, this would have never happened. My tribe was forced to find a new land, and so Princess Platinum and I went out to find a new land for our tribe."

"Princess Platinum? That was the name of the Princess of the Unicorns in that Hearth's Warming Eve episode. So then..." I put my hoof on my chin. "Does that mean that this is Clover the Clever talking?"

"We eventually came across the land that we would call out home. But what the princess and I didn't know at the time, wsa that the two other tribes had the exact same idea we did. The leader of the earth ponies, Chancellor Puddinghead, and the leader of the pegasai, Commander Hurricane, had also decided to find a new land away from the snow."

"So... this is Clover the Clever's view of how Equestria was founded, so far."

"We began arguing like we always did back in our original home. But, unexpectedly to us at the time, the snow had followed us, and we were forced to share a shelter in the only cave for miles. But the arguing didn't stop, and the entrance to the cave became covered in ice within minutes of us entering the cave."

"And the arguing still continued. Within time, the hearts of our leaders were so corrupted with hate and anger, the ice in their hearts had frozen them solid. The three of us that were left soon found out the cause of the snow. Us. We were the cause. The Windigos were the ones that caused the snow to fall, and it to become colder, but they fed off hatred, and we were the real cause of it all."

"We huddled together in the center of the cave as best as we could. Where the cold would take the longest to reach. We all conversed for about a minute as the ice began to freeze us just like our leaders had. We talked about what we really were like and how we truly didn't hate each other."

"And in the end, that is what saved us."

"Right before we were completely covered in ice, my horn glowed with the power of friendship that was formed at that time. It glowed brighter and hotter as the Windigos tried to finish us off. And then, as if they were never there, they had vanished from this world."

"The three of us, one pegasus, one unicorn, and one earth pony had ended the endless winter. The cave was still closed for some time, as well as our leaders frozen, but we had managed. And in time, the fire of friendship had reached our leaders, as well as the entrance to the cave."

"We all were glad to be out of misery. The leaders talked between themselves, and they all agreed upon sharing so that we never faced that problem that we just faced ever again. And that is how our wonderful land of Equestria was founded."

I chuckled. "Almost just like the episode."

"But our struggles were not over."

"Oh! What happened next!"

"Princess Platinum was severely sick when she thawed from the ice. She was to weak to travel back to our original home to inform our tribe of what had been decided, so she asked me to go in her place. I obeyed and found the castle that held all our tribe within. I told them about what we had decided and asked for them to follow me back to our new homeland."

"Well, I can say that I never expected this..."

"But when I returned to Equestria, Princess Platinum had perished from ill treatment, and the cold that lingered inside her. We were left leaderless, for she had been the one chosen to lead all of Equestria beside Commander Hurricane and Chancellor Puddinghead."

"The rule of Equestria was to great for just two to handle, so in time, they perished without choosing successors. Without anyone to lead us, all of Equestria fell into Chaos, and ruin. The Sun Council had lost many of it's members, and they were beginning to fall. If they did, we would be forced to live without a sun, and without that, the world as we knew it could have frozen."

"Let it gooooo...." I sung. "Let it gooooooo! Can't hold it back anymore!"

"But our times were saved by three newcomers that traveled the land. There were two fillies and a unicorn that traveled. The unicorn came up to me specifically and told me of the problem he had. He told me that the two fillies parents had been lost and he was taking care of them, traveling around to get them away from the dangers that the fillies were in."

"Out of the kindness in my heart, I helped them. I took them in and gave them a place to stay. What I found strange with the fillies, was that the both had a horn and wings on their back. One was as black as the night, while the other was as white as the clouds in the sky."

"That's Princess Celestia and Luna," I said. "They're the only alicorns I know, besides Cadence and Twilight."

"I went to the unicorn. I asked him about the two fillies, and he told me a shocking truth. He said that those two fillies were destined to rule Equestria one day. I asked him how he knew that, but he never gave a clear answer. He just said that he knew, and that I should trust him."

"I asked him why they were destined to rule Equestria, but he never told me that either. I then decided to get a little more out of him by introducing myself. But before I had a chance to properly introduce myself, he said my name."

"Kinda like what I did with Celestia."

"It wasn't a guess. He perfectly said my name like he knew who I was before I even met him. I was too shocked to say anything else. I also never got the chance. A member of The Sun Council came in and collapsed on the floor. We both ran over to the stallion that fell onto the floor."

"He told us that The Sun Council was failing to raise the sun. I panicked, but the newcomer just smiled. He suggested a new method to raise the sun. He pointed to the white filly playing with her sister on the floor. The councilman objected, but he told him to give her a chance. Seeing no other option, he eventually agreed."

"He brought the filly to the spot where the council usually rose the sun. He leaned down to her ear and whispered something too quiet to hear. One he raised his head, the filly took several steps back. He then spoke these very words aloud:"

"'Do not be afraid, Celestia. You can do it if you believe you can.'"

"Huh. Those sound like the words that Celestia told Sunset Shimmer."

"After saying that, the filly, Celestia, gave a confident smile and ran in front of the council. Her horn glowed with a brilliant golden light. In nearly an instant, the sun flew strait into the sky. I was amazed by the power that this filly had. Once the sun was in the air, she ran back to the stallion that brought her here."

"'Did you see what I did, Uncle?' she called as she ran back to him. The stallion smiled and picked her up in his magic. 'Yes, you did wonderful Celestia! Now go and play with your sister again,' he said. I turned to him and asked him how he knew she could do that. He only replied by saying:"

"'It's her destiny.' That was it. Nothing else. 'I'm afraid i cannot take care of them much longer,' he told me. 'Can I trust them in your care?'"

"I was shocked, to say the least. How could this stallion just leave them in the care of another? I refused, for I believed that he was just finding a way to get them off his shoulders. He sighed and replied: 'That's fine. I'll have to find some way to take care of them now.'"

"I felt slightly bad for what I had just forced on him. 'Wait," I had called to him. I then said that I could take care of them. He smiled and thanked me for what he had done. He also said: 'You're welcome.' I was about to ask him what he meant by that, but he had quickly left the room. I followed him, but he had suddenly vanished from the halls. I searched for him, but found no trace."

"The only thing he left were the two fillies. The two fillies, one with enough power to raise the sun. I never noticed until now, but the white one had gotten her cutie mark. I was certain that it wasn't there before she rose the sun earlier."

"Cutie marks can be like that..."

"I talked to the fillies about their 'Uncle', but they didn't know too much about him. He just took them in when they were being chased down. They started calling him 'Uncle' when he didn't tell them his name. When I told them that I was going to be taking care of them in his place, they were slightly sad. I cheered them up in time, but I could tell they were still sad for the loss of somepony that took care of them."

"I'd feel sad if that happened too."

"I later learned why that stallion said 'You're welcome' to me. The young fillies were taught how to control their magic, and the younger one turned out to be able to raise the moon just as her sister was able to raise the sun. The younger one's name was 'Luna', sounding like 'Lunar' meaning 'Moon'. I had also noticed that 'Celestia', sounding like 'Celestial', meant 'Sun'."

"Strange coincidence, if any."

"The two fillies eventually did become rulers of Equestria, like the stallion had said. They had made life for everypony everywhere easier. That's why he had said 'You're welcome'."

"I write this in the ending days of my life. I still remember the days we struggled. The days that the stallion came to help us all. And it is all thanks to that stallion who saved us in the days we struggled. I wish to thank him."

"Aww, that's sweet!"

"I've had many adventures to many different places, thanks to him. I had learned the identity of our savior one day, but I leave that a secret that he wished kept. To him, I give a final prophecy. I care not if he gets it before I die, but he will get it in time. I have foreseen that."

"Ooh, mystic future insight!"

"I say unto him, that there will be ten days of change. Ten days that he will experience in which lives have changed. This is not the prophecy I wish to give, but I will give him that in time."

I flipped the page, only to find the next side completely blank. "Hey, what gives?" It was the final page, no mistake. But it had no writing. "Now I'm going to be anxious about what she was talking about."

I closed the book and began to walk in a specific direction. No clue where I was going, but I had to find some way out.

But something stopped me. I don't know what, but something told me to turn back around. I did just that and found the book open to that final page.

Who turned it to that? I walked up to it and began to read the last page.

"The ten days will reveal secrets throughout Equestria. Secrets that I have hidden for him. I shall write down the first day that will happen, in case this book ever falls into his possession. The rest, along with pieces of the prophecy I wish to give him, will be hidden in the secret locations. Only he will be able to find them, for only he is unlike the rest around him."

"This definitely wasn't here earlier..."

"Day 1 ~ The Day of 6 Destinies"

"I do not know what the days mean, but I hope that he will find out for me. This is my final wish to that stallion..."

"Good luck, thank you, and goodbye."

I closed the book once again. "Seems like a sad ending... What does it mean, 'Day of 6 Destinies'? Meh. Either I'll find out, or the stallion in the story will."

Another thought had entered my head. How was Clover the Clever able to write in English? That language is written by humans, not ponies. The book and scroll I looked at proved it.

I pushed my thoughts from my head and walked in the direction I believed I had walked to get to the pedestal. I had to get out. After a bit of walking, I had found the wall that I had come in... I think...

Was this the correct wall? I felt along the wall, but still found no crack or cranny of where the door was. I remembered how I opened the door earlier. It opened outward, so I would have had to push it from me to open it from in here.

I started to push against the wall in various places. "Come on... Open!" Without warning, the wall came open, and I fell back into the Canterlot Castle's Library. I looked behind me at the door, and saw it slam behind me, as if were never opened in the first place.

I turned forward and saw Princess Celestia, along with Sunset Shimmer and the guard from earlier staring at me.

"Is something wrong?" I asked.

Author's Note

Longer chapter than others. If you were offended in some way by that, I'm sorry. This idea was bothering me for a while now, and if I didn't get it down soon, I would be stressed for not doing it.

Can anyone try and guess what 'Day of 6 Destinies' means? I want to see how many people can think hard enough for an answer that will come in time.

Chapter 6 - Curiosity Killed The Cat

It's just a phrase. It didn't actually happen. It's what the phrase is telling you that I think matters.

What is the phrase telling you? I think it says: 'Don't be curious'. But curiosity is such a wonderful thing... Why would we want to give it up?

Let me ask you this: When in your life have you ever been curious enough to get in trouble for it? Many times, probably. When your curious about something, you try to learn all you can about it.

For example. Say you wanted to see if you could sneak onto your parent's computer when they weren't home. You do that, and succeed. Then, when they aren't home again, you do the same thing over. This time, you stayed on even longer because you wanted to test your limits and see if you could get the maximum amount of time on their computer.

Then, you go ahead and risk it for a third time. 'No harm', you're probably thinking at that point. But then, you were too curious to your limits. You were still on when they got home. When they see you on, you get punished, and they no longer trust you for what you've been doing.

That's a way curiosity could be bad. But... there are still ways curiosity could be good.

Say... you're in the police force, or better yet, the FBI. You have to look for some rouge criminal that has been on your radar for some time. You have learned all his tactics, how he moves, what he does, ect.

But there is always the chance that he could change tactics. You're curious about that, so you suggest that to your peers, but they don't listen and you start to agree with them.

But your still curious about your theory. You decide to test it once. Low and behold, your theory was correct, and you capture him. Your peers now praise you for you thinking of something that they thought wouldn't work.

You were curious to come up with something, and you got praised for it. That is how curiosity could be good for you.

But now I'm wondering. Who came up with the phrase: 'Curiosity Killed the Cat'?

Sad story time. Curiosity did kill two of my cats that I had a couple of years ago. I'm sad now, so I'm going to put down three periods to wait for a bit.

...

Okay, I'm fine now. Thanks for waiting. But seriously, who came up with that phrase?

I'm going to get several comments from nerds who feel like telling me who came up with that phrase when I don't really want to know.

MOVING ON!

Why would someone come up with those phrases? Probably to keep little kids from being curious about something that they didn't know, and didn't need to know. But if we're going to be curious anyway, why come up with phrases that might only delay it for some time?

I have to write the actual story now. But have something to think about.

What has happened to you that you regret because you were curious?

Canterlot Castle Library Unknown Date

"H- How did you open that door?" Celestia asked me.

"What are you talking about?" I asked back. "It's just a door. You turn the knob and it opens."

"It wasn't there earlier," I heard Sunset Shimmer say in a voice that was barely heard in the air. "The door wasn't there before..."

"I told you it was," I said to her. She looked at me with surprise. I pointed a hoof at my ear. "Good hearing."

"But how did you open it?" Celestia asked again.

"Is this going to be a joke? I told you, it's a door. Turn the knob, and it opens."

"We tried that," the guard said. "The door didn't budge an inch."

"Really? It worked fine when I went in." I saw light coming in from the window, a lot brighter than from earlier. How long was I in there?

"That's why we're asking how you opened the door."

"And I'm telling you, that I turned the knob and walked in! Simple as that!"

The guard grunted and walked over to the door. Once he was in front of it, he had his horn glow. The knob glowed with the same light from his horn. The knob shook and raddled, but the door showed no sign of opening.

"It's not opening," he said.

"Try doing it without magic," I said. "I can't use it, and I opened it just fine."

"Tried that too," he said. As if to prove his point, he grabbed the doorknob with his hoof and rattled it as wildly from when he used magic. "Still doesn't open."

"That's strange..."

"What's more," Celestia said, making me turn to her, "is that that door had an illusion spell on it. it made the space the door is at look like a normal bookshelf. Even I was fooled by it."

"Well, if it was there when I went in," I began, "then I wasn't affected by it."

"But how can it not affect you, but affect me, The Princess of Equestria?"

I shrugged. "How should I know? I don't know much about magic here."

"Then what do you know about magic?" Sunset Shimmer asked me.

"I know that there isn't magic in just unicorns, but in pegasai and earth ponies as well. Pegasai have in their wings, as well as being able to control whether. Earth ponies have the ability to grow food, and natural connection to the ground beneath our feet. Unicorns are the only ones who can use their magic for different purposes."

"For example," I continued, "Celestia, you use your magic to raise the sun during the day. Luna uses her magic to raise the moon at night. Two very different things, don't you think?"

I got no immediate answer. Celestia had a face of shock on, while the other two just had a look of confusion.

"Who's Luna?" the guard and Sunset Shimmer asked at the same time.

I stepped back a bit at what I said. Oh, dear...

"H- How do you know that name?" Celestia asked, her voice a bit shaky. "How do you know that name?"

"I- It was in a book," I replied. It was the truth.

"But how could you read the books?" Sunset Shimmer asked me. "You can't read Equestrian."

I started sweating. "I- I- I heard it from somewhere..."

"Nopony has heard that name for nearly 1000 years," Celestia said. "And if nopony has heard of it, how could they have spoken of it so that you could have heard of it?"

I felt a single drop of sweat fall beyond my muzzle. I had run out of lies to hold my secret. The secret of my knowledge of the future.

If there's anything you don't want to do, it's know the future. Whether it's your own, or someone else's, you don't want to know it. It could be a good future, or a bad future. But what you really don't want to do is tell them their future.

Why don't you want to do that? Simple, it could change. If they knew their future and they didn't like it, wouldn't they want to change it? Probably. And if that changed, wouldn't every point of time after that just change? Yes, it would.

Lets give an example. Say Sunset Shimmer never went to the human world and stayed Celestia's student. Well then, would Twilight ever become her student? No, she wouldn't. Then the entire show would change, right? Right.

"I- I shouldn't tell you," I flatly replied, looking at the ground. "You shouldn't know."

"Why not?" Sunset Shimmer asked.

"I shouldn't tell you that either..."

"Why not?" she asked again.

No, don't push me to that. I had my limits. Whenever I started to get annoyed at someone or something that person was doing, I started to get angry. And let me just say, that you would not like me angry.

I didn't answer. I just turned to the exit and started walking out. "Where are you going?"

"Away," I replied. "You shouldn't know why I know that name."

I was just outside of the library when it happened. My hooves no longer touched the floor, and I was suspended in the air. A golden light surrounded me.

"Hey! Put me down!" I said.

"Not until you tell me how you know that name!" Celestia harshly replied.

"Teacher!"

"Princess!"

Those two voices spoke at the same time. The only difference between them were the different sayings, and the difference in the voices that spoke.

"How do you know that name!"

I struggled against the magical field that held me up. I looked down at the ground that seemed so close. I tried to reach for it, but Celestia hoisted me even higher into the air when she saw what I was doing.

"This isn't funny, put me down!" I looked at the ground again. Do you remember in the last chapter when I listed several fears and that it was all just your imagination? Well, no matter how hard we try to believe that, there are times where we forgot all that and became scared.

For me, this was one of those times. I had a fear of falling from really high places. If I didn't realize that I was in a high spot, then was fine. But when I could see the ground, I started imagining myself falling to the ground. That's what I was afraid of.

"Do I look like I'm laughing?" Celestia asked with her harsh voice. "How do you know that name?!"

I started struggling again. "I can't tell you. I... I just can't."

"No excuse." She took me in her magic and flung me across the room. I loudly screamed in fear as I nearly hit a bookshelf, but she stopped me just inched before that happened.

"Princess, that's enough!" the guard said. I couldn't see what was happening, for my face wasn't that easy to move in a magical grip.

"Do not interfere!" she screamed at him. The next sound to be heard were muffled sounds of a voice, and some banging against some unknown(to me) surface.

I was flung once again across the room. This time, my back slammed against the wall. I grunted and closed my eyes in pain. It wasn't the worst pain I'd felt, but it certainly did hurt.

"Tough little colt aren't you?" she said, her voice with a false sense of security in it. "If you tell me how you know the name now, I might now have to do worse."

I opened my eyes and saw her staring at me. I looked around the room, and saw Sunset Shimmer and the guard in a magical barrier, preventing anything that they could do to help.

Anger started flaring through my body. She had no right to treat ANYone like that. Not me, not then, no one. I felt my anger come to life as it sometimes did.

"I can't tell you," I replied, hiding the hatred in my voice. I felt something new inside of me. Something I'd never felt before. Not anger, nor hatred. "But... there is something I wish to ask you..."

"Oh? And what is that?"

That new feeling climbed all the way to my head. "How would you like it if I did this to you!?"

There was a glare of light shine above me. The next thing I knew, I was falling to the ground.

The ground hurt when contact came. I shook it off and tried to understand what happened. I saw Celestia slammed into a bookshelf, and the barrier that was around Sunset Shimmer and the guard was no longer there.

I turned between Celestia and the two who just had looks of shock. "W- What happened?" I asked.

"You don't know?" the guard asked. "You just flung Celestia into the bookshelf!"

I looked at her. "I did" But... How?"

"You tell me. You said you didn't know how to use magic."

"Magic? I used magic?"

"Yeah," Sunset said. "You yelled: 'How would you like it if I did this to you!?', and then you levitated her into the bookcase!"

I looked at what I had done. That memory was now embedded into my head. I watched it happen over and over again in my head, unable to forget it.

Fear took over, and I ran. Not the fear of being afraid of something else... but of myself. Being afraid is something is one thing, but of yourself is another. You could fear what you could and could not do.

I ran outside of the library. "Blue, wait!" I heard Sunset yell. I didn't listen. I continued running down the hallway. Twists and turns appeared in front of me, and I made it past every single one. Turning had become a lot easier, along with running, as I got used to traveling on hooves.

I tried to remember the way I came. The way that Sunset had lead me down the halls and to the library from the front gates. I couldn't. All the turns looked alike, and all paths were similar.

A sudden bright flash erupted in front of me, and the guard that was in the room earlier appeared in front of me. I skidded to a halt.

"Blue, wait," he calmly said. I turned and tried to run in the opposite direction. Another flash came, and he was in front of me again. "Stop running, we can sort this out."

"How?" I asked. "How can something like that be sorted out? I flung Celestia into a bookshelf! How can that be sorted out?"

"I don't know, but running away isn't the answer."

"And how would you know, huh?" I started taking slow steps back. "Running away has nearly always been on my mind. Not because of coming here, but because of the horrible life I had before all this started. Why should being here be any different?"

"Now, just calm down Blue-"

"How can you just put this like it's something that happens everyday?" I cut him off. "Why should I be calm?"

"Blue, this is getting out of control... Please, calm down!"

I started to panic again. I turned once again to get away, but another teleportation spell quickly stopped my movements. "Blue, clam down!"

That feeling from earlier started to kick in again. That feeling from right before Celestia was flung into the bookshelf. No! I told myself. I don't want to hurt anymore ponies!

But the feeling didn't go away. That small feeling of a new power inside of me. Not with anger... Not this time.

This time, I knew what was happening.

The feeling crawled to my head once again. There was a glowing at the tip of my head, and then a bright flash. For an instant, I was dazed. When I regained my senses, I was no longer in the hallway with the guard.

I was outside, right in front of the drawbridge that led in and out of the castle. I had teleported. How, I had no clue.

I could see the drawbridge in front of me, wide open. The only thought I had then was getting out. I ran across as fast as I could. I was across the bridge in no time, and back into the normal city of Canterlot. There were two guards behind me at the end of the drawbridge, but they payed me no mind.

A sudden flash behind me caused me to turn around. The unicorn guard was following me. "Hey!" he called to the two guards. "Don't let him leave!" He pointed to me.

The two guards nodded and they all started walking toward me. The two new guards were both pegasai. "Leave me alone!" I shouted at all of them, but they all continued advancing.

I tried to remember the feeling that was from earlier, right before I teleported. I couldn't feel it as well as earlier, but I did feel the power flowing into my head. In an instant, the flash happened, and I was in a new location. After my few seconds of being dazed again, I took at where I was.

I recognized this place as well, but it was slightly different. It was that alley that I woke up in yesterday. It had more trash in it, but it was still the same place that I woke up in. I wasn't certain, but I knew that teleporting only worked with taking you someplace you've been.

I also knew that teleporting took a lot of magic. It took so much, that any normal unicorn would use up all their magic just trying to cast it once. But I had just cast it twice without any trouble. How did I do that? I wondered.

There was a faint flash behind me. "Oh, this is getting annoying!" I said while turning around. But when I finished turning, there was no one there. "Huh?" I looked around, but there was no indication of any teleporting from around me. "What was that flash?"

That's when I looked down at myself. There was a new feature about me.

On my flank, there were four orange bubbles. "What...?" That's all I could manage. My cutie mark had appeared, but I had no idea what it meant. I checked the other side of my flank, and sure enough, there were four orange bubbles there too.

I then heard voices of the guards coming down the street. In an instant, I hid myself behind a trashcan not to far from where I was standing. I heard the voice of one of them as they walked by.

"He couldn't have gotten too far, could he?"

"Not sure," another replied. "He did teleport. He could be anywh-"

I couldn't hear his voice after that. The sounds of the crowd drowned them out. I stayed still and waited for about five minutes.

After that time had passed, I got up and started walking in any direction I wanted. I could see the castle in the distance, but I stayed away from it. I was walking in the opposite direction.

If you're ever trying to hide from someone, you want to walk unless they've seen you. If you're running, that would draw attention. You only run away from them if they see you and have begun chasing after you.

There's one other thing about getting away from someone. If you're small, then it's easier to find your way through a crowd, easily avoiding anyone(pony) that comes across your path. If you're taller, than it's harder to move around, but easier to find the one you might be looking for.

I never saw the guards, and I had no idea how long I walked. I found the train station first.

It was being loaded up. Luggage in one car, and ponies in another. I looked to my left and saw a board across a wall.

February 21st Train Schedule

7:00 - Ponyville

8:00 - Manehattan

9:00 - Fillydelphia

10:00 - Trottingham

I read no further than that. I didn't need to. That sign gave me two pieces of information.

One, the date. I now knew that it was the 21st of February. However, the year was still unknown to me. But that didn't matter at the time.

Speaking of time, I looked at the clock next to the sign. 6:55 was the time it read.

"All aboard!" I heard a pony say. I looked over at him and saw him in front of a two doors. "All aboard for Ponyville!" he shouted.

Several ponies noticed this and got onto the train. Without thinking another thought, I jumped into the crowd and onto the train bound for Ponyville.

I quickly found a seat and sat in it. I looked out the window and saw the unicorn guard from earlier. He spoke something to the conductor that I couldn't hear through the glass. The conductor shook his head once he was done. He spoke something else and turned around. While turning, he took a small glance at me and walked away.

Then he realized that he had seen me, and turned around again. He shouted something at the conductor just as the train started moving. He ran up to the window I was at.

I just smiled and waved at him. He screamed at me, but I could only hear muffled sounds through the glass. The train moved faster and faster. Soon enough, the train left the station and I could no longer see him.

I sat back in my seat. Surprisingly, there were no other ponies in the car I was in. That probably being that most ponies would ignore the car on the end, where I was.

I thought about the day I had so far. It wasn't so great, and one of my favorite songs popped into my head. It was called 'Bad Day'.

"Where is the moment we needed the most?

You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost...

They tell me your blue skies fade to gray,

They tell me your passion's gone away.

And I don't need no carryin' on!"

I loved this song when I was in elementary school. I sung it every day after I heard it the first time.

"You stand in a line, just to hit a new low...

You're faking a smile, with the coffee you go...

You tell me your life's been way off line,

You're falling to pieces every time.

And I don't need no carryin' on!~

'Cause you had a bad day!

You're takin' one down!

You sing a sad song, just to turn it around!"

It really does help. You should try it.

"You say you don't know!

You tell me don't lie!

You work at a smile, and you go for a ride!"

What a coincidence! I had a bad day, I'm singing a sad song, and I went for a ride! Check!

"You had a bad day,

The camera don't lie!

You're coming back down, and you really don't mind!

You had a bad day!

You had a bad day."

There were probably a few reasons why I sung this song when I was younger. I always had bad days, and it helped bring my spirits up.

"Will you need a blue sky holiday,

The point is they laugh at what you say.

And I don't need no carryin' on!~

Cause you had a bad day!

You're takin' one down!

You sing a sad song, just to turn it around!

You say you don't know!

You tell me don't lie!

You work at a smile, and you go for a ride!

You had a bad day,

The camera don't lie!

You're coming back down, and you really don't mind!

You had a bad day!

...Ooh...Holiday!"

A holiday sound nice right now. I like summer break.

"Sometimes the system goes on the brink,

And the whole thing it turns out wrong!

You might not make it back, and you know that you could be well, oh that strong!

And I'm not wrong!~

Yeah!~"

Still love this song, even though I might not be able to hear it properly anymore.

"So where is the passion when you need it the most?

Ooh, you and I...

You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost...

Cause you had a bad day!

You're takin' one down!

You sing a sad song, just to turn it around!

You say you don't know!

You tell me don't lie!

You work at a smile, and you go for a ride!

You had a bad day!

You've seen what you like!

And how does it feel, for one more time?

You had a bad day!

...

You had a bad day."

The song continued to repeat in my head several times as the train made it's way to the destination.

Train February 21st ???

It was when the train started to slow down that I looked out the window. While the train came to a stop, I took in all I could of the familiar sights of Ponyville. One place that I truly recognized from the show.

The train stopped and I heard somepony tell everyone that we had arrived, and had to get off. I hid myself in a crowd of ponies and got off the train with them. I stayed with them for a bit while they continued to walk around the station.

"All aboard!" I heard another conductor call. "All aboard for Fillydelphia!"

I ignored him and broke away from the crowd. I ran into the familiar sights that I knew.

I was in Ponyville. One of the many places I'd never thought I'd ever go in my life.

Chapter 7 - What You Once Knew

Nothing is ever the same as you might remember it. We all love to see something new, and occasionally, something that we already know.

When you see something new, that is the first image you ever remember it as. Go back to it after a while, and you hardly recognize it!

Take My Little Pony for example. Four generations, right? Good, we're on the same page. If you ever watched them, try to remember the older versions. Now take a look at the current generation again. It's not the same as you remember it, is it?

Since I don't want you to answer, I'll answer for you. No, it isn't.

But there are things that never change. The flow of time, the color of the sky, and the number of stars in the sky. You can try to count that last one and try to prove me wrong, but most likely, they won't change.

Those things that never change, lets call them continuities, shall we? Well there are continuities and there are something else I'll call variables.

Now, don't stop reading this because I'm making this sound like a science classroom. These are just good examples.

Those variables can change. You might change the color of your hair, the mood of a room, and lots of other stuff. We can change that stuff, but it won't change everything.

Changing the color of your hair only makes your appearance different. Has that changed who you are on the inside? Not likely.

We can try and change how many stars there are in the sky. We can change as many variables as we want, but we cannot get rid of a true continuity.

Back to the original topic of 'what you once knew'. Things change over time, that is inevitable. If you went back to the place you were born twenty years since the last time you saw it, I can almost guarantee that you won't recognize any of it. What if you went back in time to before you recognized that place at all?

Probably not the same as you will come to know it.

You've tried to remember things the way they were, but it's not that easy, is it?

Ponyville February 21st ???

I should have eaten that oatmeal earlier. I was hungry beyond belief. Note to self: Don't go one full day without eating, and miss breakfast the next day. You will have severe hunger pains.

Okay, so a recap of my time in Equestria so far. Yesterday: Woke up in pony body. Found out I had pony body. Fainted. Woke up around noon. Went to castle. Met Celestia and Sunset Shimmer, who is apparently her student, not Twilight. Had translation spell cast on me, making me faint until night.

Today: Woke up really early. Decided to fix oatmeal. Found unicorn guard and made oatmeal with him. Gave Celestia and the guard the oatmeal when I didn't want to discuss my real name. Went back out to the Discord statue from the yesterday. Met Sunset Shimmer again. Told her made up name.

Found library filled with books unreadable to me. Found hidden room that only I could see. Found book written in clear English, describing the hard times of Clover the Clever. Left the room. Nearly got beat up by Celestia when saying her sister's name. Used magic three different times while running away from main scene. Earned four orange bubbles as my cutie mark. Hopped onto a train to Ponyville.

Present: Arrived in Ponyville, wishing I had eaten the oatmeal from this morning.

Yep. That sums up my day so far.

Can you top that?

Seeing the familiar sights of Ponyville was one thing, but I was all too hungry to care about it anymore. Food was now my top priority, not worrying about the royal guard or Celestia finding me.

But then I smelled something. I sniffed the air and tried to figure out what I smelled. I could smell a bit of cinnamon, as well as some kind of crust.

Pie. It was the sweet smell of pie that filled my nostrils. I tried to smell what kind of pie it was, but failed when the smell suddenly went away.

I groaned, and my stomach growled with me. I was still at the train station, but that smell of pie had convinced me to gather up all my energy and move to find real food. I took several steps forward, but stopped when I recognized something that freaked me out for a second.

Stairs.

If you ever tried going upstairs while crawling on all fours, it's pretty easy to do. Going downstairs however...

...Yeah, I think you know what kind of situation I was in.

There were only about three steps to the actual ground. Not much of a problem. Nope, not at all...

IF I HAD MY OLD LEGS!

Walking up and down steps is easy on two legs, don't get me wrong on that. It is even easier of you have longer legs, so that you can skip a couple of steps when moving on them.

But you have to remember, that I shrunk completely in size. My new legs were too short to skip any steps unharmed.

There was one thought that came to me. I focused on remembering that feeling from earlier. The feeling of magic flowing through me and into my head. The same magic I felt when I teleported those two times.

But there was something different about this time. I could most certainly feel the magic flowing through my head and into what I had guessed was my horn, but I could not seem to get the same feeling from earlier.

I heard a slight shimmer above me. I tried to look up, but I couldn't see what made that sound. I figured that it was the sound of my magic in my horn. I tried to focus that energy into teleporting, but that just wasn't possible for some reason.

I gave up and let the shimmering in my head fade. I stared between the top of the stairs and the ground that they lead to. I had to climb down them somehow, and I wasn't about to tumble down and make a fool of myself.

Another thought struck my head. An idea. A most brilliant idea.

I walked up to the edge of the steps. Instead of directly heading down them and tumbling, I turned to the left. Then, it took both of my right hooves and put them down on the lower step. I brought my two left hooves down after I was certain that I was okay on the step. I smiled when I went down the last two steps in the same manner.

I felt the dirt beneath my hooves as I took several steps around the surrounding area. I looked into the sky and saw several clouds being moved by pegasi around the town. That's right, I thought. Weather is controlled by the pegasi here.

My stomach growled again, despite my efforts to try and hold it back. I grumbled slightly and began my walk around the town.

But as I did walk around the familiar sights, I noticed that it was... different from what I remembered from the show. All the buildings were smaller than I thought, and there were a lot less than what I remembered.

What's going on? This is Ponyville, right?

I wandered over to a nearby newspaper stand I saw not to far away. Several of the newspapers were on display, and I got a pretty good look at them.

There were two things that I noticed when I looked at the paper on display. The first was the date. Now, I know that I saw the date before, but I also know that I didn't see a specific part of the date.

February 21st 985

985? 15 years before the start of Season 1 of the show...

That explained several things. The first was the fact that Sunset Shimmer was Princess Celestia's student, and not Twilight Sparkle. I was in a time before all that happened. The second thing it explained was the way that Ponyville looked. Since it was 15 years before what I knew it as, it looked different than what I knew it as.

There was still something else I noticed when I looked at the newspaper again. One very confusing detail.

Everything was readable to me.

I could see what the front page was about, and what each article read. What's going on? How can I read this?

Now that I thought about it, the board with all the train station's schedules was readable to me then too. But how? How was it all readable?

"What's a young colt like you doing around here?" I heard a voice ask. I turned in the direction of the voice, and saw somepony looking down at me. I didn't recognize them at all, but I could tell that they were a stallion by their voice, and that they were a unicorn by- well, the horn.

"I- I was trying to find out today's date," I said. Just then, my stomach growled again.

"Well, aren't we the hungry one today?" I nodded. "Would you like me to get you something to eat?"

I was hesitant. I wasn't supposed to talk to strangers unless I knew them first. Then we wouldn't be strangers to each other. But when my stomach growled again, I nodded.

"Stay there," he said. He then walked away down the street. He wasn't gone for even five minutes before returning with two apples in his magic grip.

"Here," he said, holding one of them out to me. I noticed his magical aura; a greenish color. Note that I got a better look at this stallion, his eyes were green as well. I figured that unicorn magic was the same color as a pony's eyes.

I thought about how to take the apple from his magical grasp. I could try and use my hooves, but I wouldn't have a good grip on it myself, and the apple would fall to the ground. I could just grab it with my mouth, but I would have a hard time eating the apple.

My thoughts turned to earlier, when I first used magic. I didn't want to remember it, but I couldn't help it. I thought about the magic flowing to my horn, and how I used it. When I first used it, it was levitation.

I squinted my eyes and tried to recreate the magical feeling from that memory. Not in the exact same way, of course. I felt the magic flowing into my horn, and the shimmering sound from earlier. In an instant, I could feel my mind holding onto the apple.

I opened my eyes to see my accomplishment. Sure enough, just like in my mind, I had the apple in my magical grasp, a dark blue color. I laughed slightly when I saw my success.

"Well! A young colt like you can use magic! Don't see that every day!"

I just smiled back at him. "You don't know the half of it," I said. I brought the apple closer to my mouth and took a bite.

It wasn't all that special to me to eat an apple, because I usually eat them all the time. But you go an entire day without eating and tell me how you feel.

That's how I felt... I think... It depends on how you feel...

Back to the story, okay?

I'd never thought that eating could make someone feel so good about themselves. Well, that's a lie. I have felt good about myself while eating.

I took another bite of the apple. It was kinda strange. I was holding the apple with my mind, not what I used to using. Holding something is one thing, but holding it in a way you weren't used to is just strange.

"So, do ya like the apple?" the stallion asked me. I nodded. "The name's Trenderhoof, by the way."

Trenderhoof? I thought. Why does that name sound familiar? "Blue," I said to him. "My name's Blue."

"That's an odd name for a pony."

I chuckled. "You wouldn't be the first one who's said that to me."

We didn't talk to each other much. In fact, once he had finished his apple, he got up. "Well, it was nice meeting you Blue," he said.

"You're leaving?" I asked. "Where?"

"Oh, I have to get back to Canterlot soon. My wife's been waiting for me to return for some time now. This will also be the first time I will have seen my son in several months!"

"Son?"

"Oh yes. Named him after me, 'cause he looks. a lot like me! Well, maybe I'll se ya around one day kid!"

"Bye!" I saw him walk away. But it was that name that bothered me. Why had it sounded familiar?

My eyes widened when I remembered. That name was the same name of the pony Rarity had a crush on in the episode: Simple Ways.

I got up to go talk to him again, but thought against it. What would I say? 'I'm from another world, know the future of your world, and know your son?' That would be ridiculous.

I finished up my apple that he got more me. I carried the core with me until I could throw it away. After not finding one for about five minutes, I asked one of the locals where I could throw it away. They told me the location of the nearest trash can. I thanked them for their trouble, and threw the apple core away.

Now that that was done, what was there to do next? I was a stranger in a town 15 years before I ever knew it, and there was nothing for me to do.

Several thoughts of what I could do popped into my head. The first was trying to find the library that Twilight stays at while she was in Ponyville.

I shook my head. There might not even be a library until some time in the future.

The second thought was waiting for the guard to show up and take me back to Canterlot. That could take hours, and I wasn't one to wait that long for something.

I remembered something then. Something from the show. I debated whether I should or shouldn't do it. I knew I could, but it was dangerous. I tried to think of anything else, but nothing came to mind. I slowly started walking again.

Edge of Ponyville February 21st 985

Here I was. It took nearly half an hour, but I finally found it.

The entrance to The Everfree Forest.

I looked into the dark forest. If I had ever decided to go into there, ponies would call me crazy. All the stories about the animals living alone, whether not being controlled by anypony, the wired plants...

That's what it was to all the others. To me?

Just like home.

I looked behind me. All ponies that could see me were to busy working, or heading someplace in a hurry.

I turned back forward. The forest was dark and scary, but so is your imagination in a dark basement.

I took a step forward, and then another. Pretty soon, I was regularly walking into the forest.

I think five minutes had passed. I looked behind me again, to see no trace of Ponyville over the dark branches of the forest.

I heard something growling to my right. I turned in the direction, but couldn't see two feet into the forest. I could see the path, for there was a break in the trees and light was coming in. But inside the forest was a dense as an iron pole.

I shook the thought of the growl off and continued walking on the path. Not another minute passed before I heard something again. I ignored it this time and continued walking ahead.

I came across a clearing after some time. Not a big clearing, but the clearing was fairly large enough for a small group of ponies to take a small break if they were treading in the forest.

I wasn't all that tired, having done nothing but walking. My hooves hurt, but I had dealt with a lot worse in recent times. I continued my little walk through the forest.

Probably five minutes passed when the next interesting thing happened. A low branch had caught my back left hoof by surprise. I squinted on the scratching pain that it gave me.

I stopped walking and sat down to get a better look at the cut it must have given me. Sure enough, there was a small amount of blood streaking from my leg.

I brought up my front hoof and licked it... Worst mistake so far. My hoof was filthy from the dirt on the ground, and I had gotten some of it in my mouth. I ignored the distaste and rubbed the hoof I licked overtop of the small cut.

Soon enough, the blood started coming out slower. It had stained some of the fur on my coat, but I could live with that. I was about to get up when I noticed something else on my back left leg.

Not to far from the cut I had just received, there was a slightly bare spot, running up and down my leg. I got a closer look at it.

I recognized it. I recognized what it was.

It was a scar. A two-inch scar running along my back left leg. There was a reason I recognized it.

About two... maybe three years ago, I was on a big scouting trip with the others in my scout troop. It was a week long trip, that kept me away from home until Saturday.

It was probably day four of the trip. We were at our campsite, nearly getting ready to move to our next meeting. Some of the other members of my troop had made me angry, and I wasn't talking to anyone at the time.

There was one member who got annoyed by the fact that I was ignoring him. I was reaching for something from my pack in my tent (which, by the way, was lifted off the ground by some kind of bricks and was on these planks of wood) when he came up from behind me and pulled me back.

When he pulled me back, the front of my left leg scraped across the wood and left a two-inch gash on my leg. It was treated for and bandaged, but it left a scar on my leg. It never faded away, and always left a reminder on me.

I was surprised to see that it was on my leg. I mean, my entire body changed not two days ago. Shouldn't it have changed with me, and probably wouldn't be here?

Who knows?

I got up off the ground and continued down the dark and scary forest. Well, not all that dark and scary actually. The ponies around here sure do know how to make something sound scary, but isn't in comparison.

I soon came across a river. Remembered this river as well. It was the river that the sea serpent was raging around in when he lost half his mustache.

Seeing as the river was pretty calm at this time, I decided to try and cross it.

Note to self #2. Don't go into outdoor water when it is still winter. The water will be FREEZING!

As soon as I took that first step in the water, I found out how cold it was. I brought my hoof out immediately and stepped back where the water couldn't get to me.

Great. Now how am I going to get to the Castle of the Two Pony Sisters?

I heard something coincidently fall to my left. I turned and saw a tree branched out, spanning the entire river's length. I just shrugged and walked over to the fallen tree.

It took a good five minutes of balance (or something along the lines) but I finally made it completely across.

I walked back over to where I would have crossed on the water, and found the path leading back into the forest. I followed it and eventually found myself to the rickety bridge where Rainbow Dash proved her loyalty to her friends.

But unlike in the show, it was completely set up. Not hanging over the cliff where only a pegasus pony could retrieve it. Sure, it was rotting away for the whole world to see, but nothing much different from that.

I cautiously walked over to the bridge. It wobbled from left to right, even to the slightest wind. I now stood on the edge of the bridge, looking at how it wobbled.

I inhaled, looked up at the sky above me, and took a step onto the bridge.

I was thankful that the first one didn't break... Or the second... Or the- oh, you get the point.

The bride wobbled a lot while I crossed it. It wasn't until I felt the feeling of NOT-wood beneath my hooves that I did look down again.

I looked back at the bridge that I crossed. "Ha." I laughed at it. I laughed at the fact that I hate crossed a bridge that would have lead me to my death if I had fallen, or it had broken.

I walked over to the massive castle doors. They were open, thankfully. I stepped into the gigantic open hall of the castle. The first thing I saw in there shocked me.

You know how in the beginning of the entire show- or more like part two of the first episode, where Twilight and her friends found the elements on the big pedestal thing in the center of the main hall?

The pedestal was there, but the elements were not.

"What?" I asked myself. "Where are the elements?"

The elements may have been made of stone in the beginning of the series, and I might be overlooking those stones, but I DO remember the stones being on the pedestal, and believe me, they weren't there.

"Is something wrong?" I heard a voice ask.

I froze at the sudden appearance of a voice. I slowly turned behind me and saw Princess Celestia standing in the doorway.

Chapter 8 - Reasons For Everything

We all have our reasons for doing stuff, right? We can take naps in the middle of the day, ignore everyone around you, write Fan-Fiction...

Yeah... all that good stuff.

So if I come up with something for you to do, I must have a reason, correct? Possibly...

Nothing is done without purpose. I could tell you to go annoy your little brother, and you might wonder why I would want you to do that. I don't know your little brother, do I?

Probably not. But most likely, your little brother is just like mine. Loud and annoying. You might want to annoy your little brother for your own reasons, but what reason do I have for wanting you to do that?

Your answer: None. I have no reason for wanting you to do that. And you would probably be right. I can't really think of a reason for me wanting to have you annoy your little brother.

But I only said that there was a reason for everything. I never said that it had to be my reason to do something. You can annoy your brother for your own reasons. Then you have a reason to do it.

But you can also choose not to annoy your brother. Why do you choose not to annoy your little brother? Your answer to that question is the reason you have for not annoying your brother.

So you can safely say that there is a reason for everything that happens in this world. War, crime, killings, ect.

Everything good and bad in this world has a reason. Everything you have done has had a reason. Even when you say that you had no reason for doing something, that is a lie.

Why did you really take that last chocolate chip cookie from the cookie jar? It was a great cookie, wasn't it?

Why do you do the things you do?

Castle of The Two Sisters February 21st 985

I instantly got up and ran behind the giant pedestal where the elements should have been. I stayed there for several minutes before peeking out from behind it.

"There is no need to be afraid, young one," Celestial said.

"And why not?" I asked in response. "You have yet to convince me otherwise."

She waited a bit before responding. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that to anypony, not even you."

You go that right, I thought.

"Its just that I haven't heard my sister's name in so long, it was strange to just have some new pony name who she is directly in front of me. I was just... so happy to hear that voice, it... confused me. Consumed me, in a way." I could see her eyes watering up. "It consumed me enough, I couldn't bear to not hear it any more. I needed to know why you knew that name."

I began to step out from behind the pedestal. "I'm sorry too," I said.

She looked at me, tears flowing from her eyes. "Why are you sorry? You only defended yourself while I attacked. You have no reason to be sorry."

I looked down. "I do actually." I sighed and began speaking again. "I should have told you how I knew her name. I was just worried for the future."

She sniffed. "The future?"

I nodded. "Celestia, there are some things in the world that you should never mess with. One of those things is the past."

I heard her chuckle slightly. "First the future, now the past. A young colt like you shouldn't know to much about what should happen, and what has happened."

I gave her a blank stare. "That's something else to my tale. Another reason I know the name of your sister."

Her ears perked up when she heard that. I continued my statement.

"Princess Celestia, I'm not from this world."

We stared at each other for some time. "How's that possible?" she asked me.

I was slightly shocked by what she asked me. I had expected her to ask something about that being ridiculous, and then I tell her how I came here.

"W- Well... I'm not entirely sure," I replied. "I do know that I ended up here after falling asleep perfectly fine."

She nodded, and I continued. "Where I came from, there was a show about this place."

"Show?" she asked.

I nodded. "It was something that was really popular. There would be moving pictures on a screen that told a story. Anyway, the show was centered around one character and her five friends. She was told to learn about the magic of friendship by her mentor."

I looked over to Celestial, who was listening carefully. "You," I said.

"Me?" she asked back, looking confused.

"You were her mentor. She was your student who was learning the magic of friendship."

"My student... Sunset Shimmer?"

I shook my head. "No, somepony else. According to the show, Sunset Shimmer became overcome by greed and traveled to another world. Your next student had something stolen by Sunset Shimmer, and followed her back to the other world to retrieve it."

I closed my eyes and sat on the cold ground beneath me. "Well, that doesn't explain how you know my sister's name," Celestia said.

I opened my eyes and looked at her. "Nightmare Moon." She flinched when she heard that name. "Yes, I know about her too. The monster that Luna turned into when she believed that your, quote, 'precious light', end quote, was better than her night, and she wanted more out of it."

I shook my head. "I shouldn't be telling you any of this," I said.

"Why not?" she asked.

"Do you remember earlier when I said I was worried about the future?" She nodded. "Well, there was a reason I didn't tell you your sister's name earlier. The reason was: 'Don't change the past'. The show is shown 15 years in the future of this world, aka, the future. To me, all of this is the past of your world."

"What are you getting at?"

"Celestia, if you change the past, you change all the future that happens because of that. By telling you that Sunset Shimmer becomes overcome by greed and heads into another world, I might have ruined the entire show that I knew."

She tilted her head slightly. "How so?"

"Since I've told you, you might do something to try and prevent it. If she never leaves your teachings, then you will never have your next student, whom the show is centered around along with her five friends. If she isn't your student, then everything that I know in the show would have changed, just by telling you what becomes of Sunset Shimmer."

I could see her tilting to head to the ground. "But there is a way to keep everything the same," I said, her head looking back at me again. "In order to keep something the same as it should have happened, we must allow it to happen."

She was slightly shocked by what I said. "You would want me to allow my student to become full of greed and want power?"

I looked down. "Yes... if you want to keep the future the way it should happen." I could see her look down at the ground once again. "That's why I never wanted to tell you earlier, or shouldn't have told you now. I have knowledge of the future of this world. I know how everything is going to happen, and how it should happen. I have the power to change everything I have found enjoyable, all because I know about what should happen."

I shook my head again. "It's a curse, that's what it is. In my world, it was a blessing. A blessing that many people came to enjoy, including me. Now that I'm here, 15 years before the beginning of the show, it has become a curse to me. Either I change all that I know, or keep it safe. That is my new curse that I found myself living recently."

I looked down at the floor as well. I didn't want this. I wanted to have my life changed for the better, and now I've ended up in a world that isn't my own. I can change it's entire future just by talking about it. How in the world is that changing my life for the better?

"So how do you know my sister's name?" Celestial asked again. I looked back up at her, and she looked down again. "I'm sorry. I probably shouldn't be asking that."

"No," I said. "You do deserve to know. It's your sister, and you deserve to know how I know her name."

I inhaled deeply, and then exhaled. "Princess, your sister will return." I looked at her, her eyes watering. "In fifteen years, you send your next student to Ponyville to learn about the magic of friendship during the Summer Sun Celebration. She had learned about Nightmare Moon's return and sent a letter to you in order to prevent it. When Nightmare Moon does return, your student and her five friends will travel to this location in the Everfree Forest and retrieve the Elements of Harmony."

I heard her gasp when I mentioned the elements. "Using the elements," I continued, "they vanquish the evil from your sister, and she is returned to normal."

I looked at her once more. I saw tears flowing from her eyes. I got up and looked at the pedestal behind me. "So far, there is only one problem." I couldn't see Celestia, but I did hear the crying slow down. "The elements are not here." I turned around back to her. "Do you know where they are, Celestia?"

She shook her head. "No..."

No?! I screamed in my head. How can you not know where they are? You used them against Nightmare Moon 1000 years ago! How can you not know where they are?

Before I got the chance to speak up, she spoke again. "I do not know where they are. Once I used them to send my sister to the moon, they vanished from me. The harmony that me and my sister shard was broken that day, and in result, they vanished from me."

I was shocked. I never knew that. The show had pulled Twilight back to the present before anything like that had happened.

"But there was something that was spoken to me." I perked my ears up. "He said that there was one way to have the elements returned to this place."

I stepped forward eagerly. "Well, what was it?"

She shook her head. "I do not clearly remember, but he said something about representing the elements."

"Representing the elements?" I repeated, she nodded. Representing the elements...

Celestia's face suddenly lit up. "Hold on," she said, breaking me from my thoughts. "You said that earlier, you being a colt was a part of your tale."

Thinking back, I did say that. "Well, you remember how I said I was from another world?" She nodded again. "Well, where I came from, I wasn't as young as I am now. I was fifteen years old."

"Fifteen?" I nodded. "Well, that explains why you're as smart as you sound." I smiled at that. "Well, do you want to head back to Canterlot then, if your done here?"

I nodded. "Yeah. I got what I wanted from this place."

She tilted her head. "And what was that?"

I smiled and looked deeper into the place. "Something familiar." After I said that, I turned back around and by Celestial side. I noticed that her attention was not directly on me, but on something behind me.

"When did you get your cutie mark?" she asked.

I looked at it, and then shrugged. "I don't know, about a minute after I accidentally flung you into the bookshelf. Still sorry for that, by the way."

She smiled. "Of course. What does it represent?"

"I don't know," I said. "Probably something to do with magic, since I had recently cast a spell when it had appeared."

"Which spell?" she asked.

"Teleportation," I replied.

She had a confused look on her face. "That's strange... Nopony your age has ever cast a teleportation spell."

"Well, to be fair, I'm not from this world, I'm not that young, and I didn't even know how to cast magic when I did teleport. I just did."

"Even so, to teleport without any training in magic. That is something special."

I shrugged. "I guess..."

I trotted up beside the princess. Without warning, her horn glowed, and a bright flash overtook my vision.

Canterlot Castle February 21st 985

When my vision returned, I saw the sights of the stained glass that resigned in the throne room of Canterlot's castle. I looked to my right and saw Princess Celestial standing next to me. Did she really just teleport us all the way to her throne room from the Everfree Forest?

"Princess!" I heard a voice cry. I turned around to see Sunset Shimmer running toward us. Celestia had turned as well, and looked down at her student. There was a sadness in her eyes.

I could understand why too. I had just told her that her student would be consumed by greed and leave her studies. Who wouldn't be upset by that?

"Sunset..." she said. "I- I have something... to tell you."

She looked at me. I simply shook my head, while still looking at her.

"What?" Sunset asked, who was standing in front of her mentor, looking up at her with pleading eyes. "What is it?"

"I... You..." She suddenly had a smile on her face. "I wanted to say to you, that no matter what you might think in rough times, my student, always remember that I am proud of you." He hooves shot out and she began embracing Sunset Shimmer.

I sighed. I had honestly thought that she was going to tell her about what she was going to become.

"Princess, please!" Sunset cried. "You're squishing me!"

I heard Celestial sniff. "I'm sorry." She let go of her student.

"It's okay," Sunset said. "You didn't mean to hurt me."

"Well, look who's returned!" I recognized that voice. The voice of the guard. I turned and saw him walking toward me. "You shouldn't have run away Blue."

"Well, what would you have done if you were scared of what you could do?" I challenged him. "I had never done magic before, and when I did, I hurt another."

"Please," Celestial began, making us both look at her, "let us not dwell on the past. We've sorted it out, and that's what matters."

The guard huffed. "Well, if all of you have forgotten about it, I would like to know what was in the room."

"What room?" I asked, looking back at him.

"The room you were in this morning," he stated. "Don't tell me that you've forgotten about it already!"

The room. I had forgotten about it. I was so concerned about where I was going, I didn't think about the room.

"That's right!" Sunset said. "You were in there for a long time Blue. What was in there?"

I looked at all the faces that were looking at me. When many people look at me, expecting to do something, I get nervous. "Umm, well... a... book."

They all looked at me some more. "A... book?" Celestia asked.

I nodded. "A thin, black book with stars on the cover."

I looked at Celestia, and she looked as if she recognized the book. "What was in the book?" she asked.

I was about to answer, but was interrupted by some filly who felt like being a smart-aleck. "Wait, how was he supposed to know? He can't read Equestrian, right?"

"Funny story actually," I said, making them all turn to me. "Ever since I walked into that room, I have been able to read your language."

They stared at me... For some time... "Really?" Sunset asked.

I shrugged. "I guess. I don't know how it happened, but it did. And to answer your question, Princess Celestia, the book spoke about a prophecy."

"A prophecy?"

I nodded. "Two actually."

"Well?" the guard asked. "What were they?"

"Yeah Blue, what were they?" Sunset asked as well.

"Actually, I don't know..." They stared at me again. "Hey, don't blame me! Clover the Clever decided to only give us a part of one of the prophecies, and leave the other in hidden areas!"

"Wait, what do you mean?" the guard asked.

I sighed. "As I said, there were two prophecies stated within the book. The first told about ten days that happen in the future. It also gave specific clues on what those days represent."

"That's interesting!" Sunset commented.

"However," I continued, "Clover the Clever decided to play the second prophecy safe, for it was a gift to somepony who helped her when times were tough. Both prophecies include this pony, but she did not state who they were including. The second prophecy was split into ten different parts and hidden in ten locations. These locations are sealed, and will not open until the days in the first prophecy have come."

"So... it's a time lock," Sunset stated.

"A what?" I asked.

"A time lock. Locks that won't open until a specific time has come."

I thought about that. "I guess it is. Anyway, in the book, Clover the Clever also split up the first prophecy. She took the ten days and hid them with pieces of the second prophecy. She spoke of the first day, but none others."

"Well, what is it?" the guard asked, obviously impatient.

I huffed. "I was getting to that. It was called 'The Day of Six Destinies'."

"'The Day of Six Destinies'? What does that mean?" Sunset asked.

I shrugged. "Heck if I know. I only found the prophecy, and all this was done for a stallion who helped Clover the Clever in the days when Equestria awash founded. For all we know, those days could have already happened."

"I suppose so," Celestia said. "But that doesn't explain why the book was in a room that only you could get into."

"Well, how do you expect me to explain that?" I asked. "How should I know why I was allowed in a hidden room?"

"He has a point Princess," the guard said. "For all we know, some spell could have gone wrong, and the door only lets certain ponies pass. He could just be one of them."

"It's a possibility," she said. She looked down, and I could tell she was in deep thought about something.

Something had occurred to me just then. "Princess?" She looked up at me. "How did you find me?"

"Tracking spell," she said. "I used a tracking spell, and it told me where you were."

"Really?" She nodded. "That's interesting..."

She suddenly lost her balance and nearly fell onto the floor. "Princess!" Sunset Shimmer and the guard said at the same time.

"I... I'm fine," Celestia said. "J- Just... tired..."

"What's wrong?" the guard asked.

"I... just need to... rest..."

And that's when she collapsed onto the floor.

Author's Note

Here's what the book looks like, in case you're wondering.

Recognize it? It's from the Season 3 premier and finale. Now, if you're going to hate me because it won't stay canon with the show, don't worry. I have a plan for it to stay canon, for both the show and the story.

Chapter 9 - Future Enemies, Present Friends

We all have some kinds of friends in our lives. The people you hang out with all the time. The people who will lend you a hand when you need help. The people who will make you feel better when you're feeling down.

Yeah... those are the people you want to hang out with.

But as time passes, you start to see each other less and less. Eventually, you aren't seeing them at all anymore. More time passes, and then you talk to your friend again, asking if you two could get together again.

He/She agrees, and then you talk to each other again. But then, you find out that they aren't the same person you once knew. They act older, more mature, and no longer have interest in the things you once did with each other.

When you bring up the stuff you once did, they're all like: "I don't do that sorta thing anymore!"

That gets you depressed. Most likely anyway. When your get together is done, you return to your normal lives. But then, the next time you go someplace where loads of people know you, all those people are making fun of you.

But... why are they making fun of you? You talk to another one of your friends, and you find out that your old friend told all the people there that you still do childish things.

Is that person still your friend now? Not likely. They just made you the laughing stock of where you go! Why would they still be your friend?

Point being, they are now your enemy. You don't want anything to do with them, and they don't want to do anything with you.

But they were your friend at one point, weren't they? That's the big point I'm making here. People who were once your friends can become enemies. In an instant, no less.

But your friends don't have to be like that. You can always be people who hang out all the time, enjoy the same music and the same show even. There might be some differences between you, but that doesn't mean you can't be friends.

Has one of your friends ever become your enemy, or even vice-versa?

Canterlot Castle Gardens February 28th 985

"PRINCESS!"

I chuckled. The more thought about it, the more I seemed to find that a bit funny. I had never in my life, ever expected to see something like that happen in front of me.

It was a week ago, if I remembered correctly. A week ago that Princess Celestia collapsed onto the floor in front of me. It was Sunset Shimmer who screamed then. I shook my head at the memory that lingered.

"Are you all right?" the guard asked.

Celestial opened her eyes weakly. "I'm... fine..." she said again.

"What happened?" I asked.

Celestia shook her head. "I... haven't used... teleportation like that... recently..."

At the time, it wasn't clear to me exactly what she meant. After I had thought about it, I realized that it was because of the long-distance teleportation spell she did.

Raising the sun and the moon was hard to do. It requires a large amount of magic to even attempt to do that. But since Celestia had done that sorta thing every day, it was easier for her to do. When she had done long-distance teleportation, it was something that she hadn't done in a long time, so she wasn't used to the strain it put on her magic. That's why she collapsed.

It was strange, to me anyway. It had been over a week since I came to Equestria. In time, I had gotten used to my new body, in how I moved around and stuff. I had also learned how to do levitation better. But for some reason, the teleportation spell wasn't working all to well for me. I shrugged at why it wasn't working.

But that's not what was strange to me. What was strange was the long days I now experienced. Back in my world, back on Earth, I sometimes enjoyed going to school. Not because of what happened at school, but because it passed the time away. It gave me something to do during the day.

Now... *Sigh...* Now I just sat around. Not many places to do that either. In the halls of the castle, the guards continued walking through every five minutes. It made it hard to concentrate on my thoughts. In the room I was staying in, it sometimes got stuffy in the air, and the window didn't really help much.

So, out of all the places I found, my current one was my favorite. In the gardens, right underneath a simple pine tree. Not too hot, not too cold, not stuffy, and not too loud.

*Sigh*

Now, that's what I liked about it. Mainly that last one. There was almost never a time when I could find peace and quiet back home. Either my brothers were jumping around making noise, or they were playing a video game where I was trying to find quiet. Here in Equestria, there were no video games, or too many things that could ruin a nice quiet day.

"Hey! Who are you?"

And just when I had gotten some peace and quiet, I thought. I turned toward the voice, and saw a white unicorn with a yellow mane and tail. His mane split in two when it reached his horn. He had light blue eyes, and also wore a blue bowtie. Who's he?

"Didn't you hear me?" he asked, beginning to come even closer to my shady spot. "I asked who you are, and I expect you to tell me!"

"Yeah, I heard you," I said to him. "But what gives you the right to just come up and interrupt somepony's peace and quiet?"

He stopped coming closer when he was about three feet from me. "'What gives me the right?' Do you even know who I am?"

It was that voice that annoyed me there. Not the way host voice sounded, but the tone he was using it in. He said those last words as if he was more important than me. That stuck-up, snotty, rich person/pony voice. "No," I flatly said. "And with that tone of voice you're using, I don't think I want to know."

He looked disgusted to hear that. "H- How dare you! How dare you! I am-"

I cut him off with my own speech. "'A stuck-up, snotty rich pony who doesn't respect the privacy of others, somepony who has a way in and out of the castle whenever I want, and absolutely no chivalry whatsoever.'" I looked at him. "How close was I?"

He looked even more disgusted than before. "How dare you mock me like that! I am Prince Blueblood, nephew of Princess Celestia, and current heir to the rule of Equestria!" He had said that while seeming to praise the sky. Then he looked down at me. "And who do you think you are, mocking a prince of Equestrian like you did?"

I thought about his name. Prince Blueblood? Wasn't he the one who Rarity hung out with during the Grand Galloping Gala? He was the pony who didn't respect Rarity being a Lady. I thought about what I had said to him. I was right on the dot!

"Oh, I remember you now..." I said.

He smirked. "Well, look who came to their senses!"

"You don't deserve to be a prince."

He stepped back. "And what do you mean by that?"

"I mean, that you shouldn't be a prince if all your going to do is treat your subjects with disrespect. Like what you're doing now, for instance."

"What in the name of Equestrian are you talking about? I do deserve to be prince! How am I treating anypony with disrespect?"

"You're treating me with disrespect by interrupting my peace and quiet, which I would like to get back to, if you don't mind."

That's when he started to seem angry. "How dare you!"

"You've said that plenty enough already. Why don't you go back to your servants and cry to them about your troubles?"

He took several steps back before answering. "You haven't heard the last of me!" He turned and walked away, grumbling.

With a mouth as loud as yours, I have to agree. Now that he was gone, I repositioned myself under the tree. I made sure that the part of the tree my back was laid against was curved. It allowed my head to be in an arched position, which I liked when lying down.

No sooner than I did, I heard the rustling of leaves close by. What now?

The rustling continued. "Is somepony there?" I asked. Almost immediately, the rustling stopped. It continued once again, but a lot more fierce this time. "Is somepony there?" I asked again. The rustling went on, even more fierce than before.

This is when I got up from my comfortable position. I reached to my back and rubbed off the dirt that had latched itself onto me. It was kind of hard, considering that my legs didn't reach the entire way, but I had gotten most of it off.

I began to walk over to the noise of rustling leaves. Several stiff leaves were on the ground, and crunched as I stepped on them. The rustling stopped for a second, and then continued again. Whatever it was, it knew I was coming. When the rustling had started again, I focused my hearing to wherever it was coming from.

The left.

I turned in that direction. I saw some hedges moving around, as if something was inside them. I walked over to them, more leaves crunching as I did so. I stopped as soon as I came to the edge of the hedge. No sooner than I did, the rustling stopped as well.

"Hello?" I called out. I heard a gasp, followed by small whimpering.

"P- P- Please don't hurt me!" a voice cried out. It seemed dry and raspy. "I didn't mean to come here! It was an accident!"

"Why would I hurt you?" I asked them. The whimpering quieted down a bit. "I have found no reason why you should be hurt. What's your name?"

There was a small silence. "M- My name?" the voice echoed.

"Yes. Can you tell me what it is?"

There was an even longer silence before it responded. "I- I don't... have a name..."

I was shocked. "How can you not have a name? Everypony has a name."

The raspy voice sighed. "Not me..."

"Why not?"

There was another silence. "Cou- Could you get me out of here first... Please?"

I looked at the ground. Should I help the voice? I knew nothing about them. Plus, they even said that they didn't have a name. Who doesn't have a name? But then again, they were stuck. And they had asked for my help. There seemed to be no reason why I shouldn't help them.

I stepped closer to the hedge the voice came from. "Alright. Just hang on. I'll get you out in a second." I lit up my horn, feeling the energy pass through me. I focused my thoughts on moving apart the leaves on the hedge. I saw the leaves there glow the same color as my horn, and begin to part.

And inside the bushes, there was a creature of black. I looked at it, and blue eyes stared back at me.

A changeling was looking at me.

"You're-"

"A changeling, I know," the creature replied. "Now you see why I don't have a name?"

"I... do actually." Well, sort of, anyway. There were a lot of changelings at the wedding. It would probably be hard to remember every single one, so they probably didn't any name, just 'Changeling #1125' or something.

We stared at each other for some time. "You know," the changeling continued, "you still haven't gotten me out if this bush."

I snapped to my senses. "R- Right." I focused my magic on the creature, and did my best to pull them out. I then realized that one of their legs was caught on some vines. I focused another part of my magic on the vines and loosened them from their leg. Once free, they shook off some of the excess leaves that clung onto them.

I took this opportunity to actually observe them. They had several holes in their legs, as well as translucent wings on their back. A black horn sprouted from their head. Judging by the length of their legs, they were about the same height as me.

I actually took the most time observing their wings. They seemed to thin to actually fly, now that I actually got to look at them. I saw changelings fly in the show, but now it seemed as if it would be impossible. Also, one of them seemed bent...

They turned to me. "Thank you," they said.

"You're welcome."

They looked slightly confused. "Why did you help me out of the bush?"

I gave them a confused look. "What do you mean?"

"Most ponies I know freak out when they see a changeling. Once you saw me, you didn't freak out at all, and continued to help me out. Why?"

I inhaled deeply, speaking on the exhale. "Well, I found no reason to why I shouldn't help you. And you needed help getting out of the bush. If I just left you there, the guard would eventually find you and lock you in the dungeon, wouldn't they?"

They nodded. "Yeah, I guess you're right. Well, thank you again for helping me. I should be on my way now."

They then took a stance as if they were about to fly off. "Wait!" I said. They looked at me again. "Where are you going?"

"Back home," they said. "Back to the hive."

"With that wing?" I asked sarcastically while pointing to the injured wing. "You wouldn't get ten feet off the ground if you tried flying."

"Don't be ridiculous. My wing is fine!" they said, not even bothering to look at the wing. Before I could stop them, they jumped into the air, wings flapping like nothing was wrong.

That lasted about two seconds. Just enough to watch them fall back to the ground.

"So, how high do you think you flew?" I asked sarcastically. They only groaned in response.

"What am I going to do now?" they asked aloud. "Its too far to walk back to the hive."

I shrugged, though they didn't see it. "You could always just walk anyway. Getting past the guards wouldn't be too hard with your ability to change into anypony around you."

"Oh, you mean like this?" they asked. I looked over just on time to see a flash of green fire engulf them. Once it faded, I was staring at a gray-coated unicorn colt, who stared back at me with dark blue eyes.

I was looking at myself.

"That's pretty good!" I complimented. I had seen myself in the mirror several times, and this seemed just like one of those times. "I can't even see a difference!"

"That's what changelings do," he- they replied, with my own voice. "A changeling transforms into somepony you love and feeds off their love for them. Their presence is nearly undetectable."

"I knew that. A changeling's magic color will remain green if they try to use magic as a unicorn, even if theirs isn't green."

They looked puzzled. "Really?"

"Yeah," I replied. "See for yourself. My magic color is blue, if you didn't notice."

"I noticed." Their horn then lit up. A bright green color.

"See?" I pointed to the glow of their horn. "It's still green."

They saw their magic color. "Huh... I thought it did change. How'd you know that?"

I froze for a second. "No reason!" I lied. "I just read it in a book once!"

"Hm... I never knew us changelings were in books. But, if you read that, then I guess it can't be helped." They changed back to their original form.

"Is that a spell?" I asked. "Do changelings cast a certain spell in order to take the form of another?"

"Yes, actually," they replied. "Most usually think that its an ability that our race has, but any unicorn could learn it if they were given enough practice."

"Cool!"

"But what am I to do? If I walked back to the hive, I could die of starvation before getting there!"

I saw the look on the changeling's face. Even with those kind of eyes, I knew a look of worry when I saw one. "You could always wait here until your wing recovers."

They looked at me. "No, I couldn't. This is where Princess Celestia lives! She wouldn't allow any changeling to stay in her castle!"

"Who told you that?"

"My queen did."

"So, you don't actually know for yourself that she will be kind to you and allow somepony who's injured a chance to recover?"

They seemed stunned by what I said. "Well... no..."

"Don't you think you should at least try?"

"She'll kill me!"

"Did your queen tell you that too?" I got no reply. They only looked at me in shock. "I think it's about time you tried to find something out for yourself, and not have somepony else tell you."

"But.... What if my queen was right? What if she will kill me?"

"Then I'll stand up for you."

They looked directly at me. "Really? You would do that?" I nodded. "Why?"

"Because I don't like to see others get hurt when I can prevent it. If there is somepony in need and I can help them, I will do my best to do so."

"Thanks. By the way, what's your name?"

"Blue," I replied. "My name is Blue."

"Blue..." They seemed to ponder hearing that. "I've heard that somewhere before."

"You have?" They nodded. "Strange..."

"There he is!"

We both turned toward the voice. I saw Prince Blueblood standing in Princess Celestia's shadow, pointing a hoof at me. "He was the one who did it!"

Chapter 10 - Dangerous Consequences

There are consequences for a lot of stuff that we do in our lives. We might not consider them all consequences, but they are consequences nonetheless.

Some (Not All) might be thinking what could be classified as a consequence. I, for one, would wonder the same thing. But, since I'm the person writing this story and coming up with this wired stuff to put into words at the beginning of each chapter, I no longer wonder about those things I write about. So let me give you my perspective of 'consequences'.

To me, everything we do has a consequence. You punch a member of your family, and you get in trouble for it. The trouble is the consequence. You do something else that's horrible, and you get another type of punishment.

But... there may be some of you who are thinking: 'Blue, not everything has a consequence'. (Say that in a nerdy stuck-up voice. It's pretty funny) I can relate to that. Picking up a pencil. Where's the consequence with that? Getting up from bed. Where's the consequence with that?

You would say that there is none. I would highly disagree. (Because why else am I writing this?)

Picking up a pencil may not have a direct consequence, but it does have one. Not picking up the pencil, but what you do with it. You write out a paper and tune it in at school for a grade. What if your handwriting is horrible, and your teacher cannot read it? You would get an 'F' (For Fluttershy) because of your horrible handwriting. (No offence)

And getting out of bed doesn't seem like it has any type of consequence either, does it? Well, what if you accidentally stepped on a Lego while coming out of your bed? (It hurts, I know) That can be considered a consequence.

Speaking of 'considered a consequence' lets get back to our original topic of 'classified as a consequence', shall we? ('Oh, just shut up and get to the story we all came for!' That's what your thinking, isn't it?) Some might not consider all things a consequence. When your parents say: 'You must suffer the consequences for your actions', you wonder what kind of consequence. Well, that could depend on your actions.

If your actions were good, you could get rewarded. If your actions were bad, you would get punished. Those who say that only bad stuff is a consequence, they are wrong. As I said earlier, everything has a consequence. Even getting rewarded it a consequence.

I just looked on Google the definition of consequence. You know what I found? It said that a consequence is the result of an action. Therefore, as I said, getting rewarded is a consequence.

There are ways to avoid a consequence too. Good or bad, they are avoidable. I say everything has a consequence, but theta doesn't mean it has to follow through.

You can avoid getting a bad grade by practicing your handwriting and getting better at it. You can avoid stepping on any Legos when getting out of bed by cleaning them up beforehand. And you can avoid getting into trouble from you parents by not doing anything you'll regret when you get the consequence.

What kinds of consequence do you think there are? Are there any that you believe you could have avoided? Have you ever regretted anything after receiving the consequence?

Canterlot Castle Gardens February 28th 985

"Did what?" I asked back. It was a common response of mine. I most likely knew exactly what I did, but I said it anyway.

No reply came from the stuck-up prince. Instead, it was Princess Celestia who stepped forward. She kept her stern gaze on me, but occasionally switched between me and the changeling. Once she was about 5 feet from the two of us, she stopped.

"Blue," she said in a calm, quiet voice. Even if it was that kind of voice, I could hear the slight bitterness in it. I've heard that voice many times. Mainly from my parents. "Did you mock my nephew?"

"Yes," I replied, earning several shocked looks. I had gotten in trouble many times at school. Sometimes provoked, sometimes for a bit of revenge. Most of those times I was called up to the office. And every single one of those times, I had to write out my side of the story on a piece of paper. And every single time, I told the truth. Whether he provoked me and I hit him, or he hit me and I hit back. Some time later, I got in trouble. For telling the truth, I got in trouble. I don't know what the other person wrote, but they got out scot-free. This time was no different than those other times. "Yes I did."

Celestia kept her stern look, but I could tell she was surprised that I told the truth. "Do you have anything else to say?"

I thought a second before replying. "Did your nephew tell you what he did to me?" I asked.

After hearing me say that, she turned back to her nephew. "What did you do?"

"Nothing!" he said, obviously lying. "I was just asking for his name when he started insulting me!"

"Oh, and that's soooo believable," I sarcastically commented. "You were the one who came up to me demanding to know my name. I may not be the smartest one here, but I can guarantee theta I do not want to give out information about myself to somepony asking like that."

"I was never demanding to know your name! I just asked, and you mocked me!" Blueblood argued.

This was getting nowhere fast, so I turned to Celestia. "Princess, this is your decision."

She turned to me, slightly confused. "What do you mean?"

"What I mean, is that me and Blueblood here are just going to continue arguing, and it isn't going to get anywhere. Then, you would come in and break up our fighting, and then punish us both for doing so. So, before this continues, you have to make a decision. Either punish me for telling the truth, or punish your nephew for otherwise."

Blueblood smiled, obviously thinking that the odds were in his favor. There was no evidence that I was telling the truth, or that he was lying, other than our words.

"Blueblood," Celestia said, making the young prince flinch. "Please wait for me inside, I'll talk with you in a bit. Right now, I have to talk to these two ponies for a bit."

The young prince looked back and fourth between me and Celestia. Eventually, he gave an angry glare and turned to head back inside the castle. Celestia turned back to me and the changeling, who had been silent this entire time.

"That was very brave of you, admitting to doing what you did."

"Not brave at all," I replied. "I did that sort of thing all the time."

"However, that does not explain why a changeling is here in the castle." She glanced over to the changeling.

I sighed and began to tell her the story about why they were here. "Well, Your Highness, after Blueblood had left earlier, I heard a rustling in the bushes over there," I said, pointing to where I had found the changeling. "I walked over and helped out this young changeling, who had gotten stuck in the bushes. After getting them out, we talked for a bit, and then you came along with your nephew."

She studied the way I told the story, I could tell. Once I had finished, I waited for her response. "Why are they still here?"

"Well, while they were stuck on the bushes, one of their wings became damaged. They can no longer fly, and need to rest before being able to head back to their home."

Celestial nodded slightly, and then turned to the changeling. 'Is this true?"

I turned to find them hiding behind me slightly, obviously a bit scared about the fact that Celestia was now talking to them. "Y- Yes, Y- Your Highness," they replied, a bit shaken.

"Princess, please allow them to stay," I asked, causing her to turn to me. "They haven't done anything wrong, and need a place to stay while waiting for their wing to heal. Please!"

She was obviously a bit surprised to hear me ask that. She then closed her eyes and thought about it. Eventually, she smiled.

"Of course they can stay." I heard the young changeling gasp in happiness behind me. "However," Celestia continued, "they must obey all rules of the castle, as well as be accompanied by a guard at all times."

"Oh, I don't think that second one will be necessary, as well as possible, Princess," I said, making both of them turn their heads toward me. "You see, they can easily transform into anypony they want, so appointing them a guard would be pointless. Second, I would like to keep watch over them."

I could tell that they were both shocked by what I said. "And why would you like to do that?" the princess asked.

"I have come to believe that we actually might become great friends," I said, smiling.

Celestia smiled back. "Very well then, Blue. If you so wish to be this changeling's guardian, then so be it. In the meantime, I need to have a chat with my nephew."

She turned and went back inside. "Why'd you do that?" the changeling behind me asked. "Why'd you want to be the one to look after me?"

I shrugged. "Probably because I'm mostly bored throughout my days here. Before you came alone, my favorite thing to do here was lie under a tree and imagine stuff. Enjoy the peace and quiet. But sometimes, peace and quiet gets boring. I mean, its nice to have it when you come from a family who don't normally know how to keep quiet, but there's nothing to do in addition to the quiet, which makes it all boring."

I turned to the changeling behind me. "Besides. I just made enemies with Blueblood, the guard I've made friends with has a job to do, the princess is too busy with her own stuff to do anything, and her student has to catch up with studies."

"Huh," they said. "Seems like a quiet life. But do you really think you can actually look after me?" they asked with a small grin. "I mean, you're just as old as I am." I chuckled at that. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing," I lied. "The princess wouldn't have allowed it if that were true." I looked at them, who only gave a confused look in response. "Come on, lets head inside."

Canterlot Castle Bedroom February 28th 985

"And this is where I stay!" I exclaimed to them, showing the room that I stayed in for the past week.

"Well," they began, "Its big... That's for sure."

I nodded in response. "Yeah. I think this room was meant for somepony else; not me." I really did know who's room this was supposed to be. Luna's. This room, as Celestia once told me, was made this big under her orders. After being forced to flee her old castle, she had this new one built. She had hope many years ago that her sister would return. She lost that hope when all seemed to stay the same; her sister still on the moon.

Then I came along.

I relit her hope that her sister would return. I knew it was going to happen, and I told her of that day. A day that everything would change for the better.

But I wasn't going to tell this to my changeling friend. They had no need to know about this world's future. "I guess you'll be staying here since I stay here, and I'm now your official guardian."

"I guess," they replied.

"What can I call you?" I asked them, who only gave a confused look in response. "You said that changelings didn't have a name. Well, I don't want to call out 'hey, changeling' every time I want your attention. So, what can I call you?"

Their blue eyes closed a bit. "I'm not sure..." they said. "I never really thought about having a name of any sort."

I nodded. "Its alright, you don't have to come up with one right now. I would just feel better if I didn't have to ca-"

"Shadow," they said, interrupting me.

"Huh?"

"Shadow," they repeated. "That's what I feel like you calling me by."

"Shadow..." I said, feeling the words roll off my tongue. "I like it! What made you think of it?"

Shadow shrugged. "I guess it was just that changelings are a lot like shadows. They are never the same, depending on the pony."

I thought about that. It seemed true. Changelings changed, and shadows are never the same. All are different, depending on the pony. "Well then, Shadow," I began, "what should we do now?"

"Hide-n-Seek?" they suggested, smiling a bit.

I glanced at them. "Don't you have an unfair advantage?" I said, making my voice sound a bit suspicious.

Shadow chuckled. "True. How about, since most of the guards might be frightened of a changeling, I turn into you for the game?"

"Hmm," I said. That could work, I thought. The guards wouldn't freak out, and we would be able to play the game as if it were fair. "Alright, but you have to stay disguised as me for the entire game."

"Great! So who's hiding first?"

I feel like I'm reliving my childhood. "You can hide first," I said. "I haven't played this game in some time, and I want to see if my seeking skills are as good as I remember."

Shadow nodded and closed his eyes. Green flames erupted around him, and what stood in his place was an exact replica of myself. His eyes opened and stared back into mine.

"Well?" he asked. "Are there any other rules you wish to state before counting?"

I thought for a second. "Yes. Outside the castle is off-limits."

"Is that all?"

I smiled and turned around. "You have until I count to sixty. One... Two... Three..."

I heard a bit of stumbling, as well as a door closing behind me. I grinned and continued counting in my head. I walked a bit around the room. I paced in front of the door after some time, my counting nearly done.

Fifty-Eight... Fifty-Nine... "Sixty!" I shouted when I was finished. "Ready or not, here I come!"

Later...

I should say that the game of Hide-n-Seek went very well. Which, to some, was true. To me, Shadow didn't hide as well as I had hoped. Sure, he didn't get caught by any guards, but I found him way too easy. Sometimes, the orange tail he had copied from me would stick out, and I found him that way. He had some more good moments in the game, where I would actually have to look for him, but not too many.

As for my hiding... Well, I remember a time when I played Hide-n-Seek with some fellow scout members in my troop as an activity. We played a total of two games. The first one, I hid right beside a tree, and no one found me. They called out my name for me to reveal myself when they had given up. The second game was a little different. This time, I hid in a tree, which had no leaves; only branches, and could easily be seen from.

That wasn't a pleasant experience of my life, but it was one of he only Hide-n-Seek moments worth mentioning.

No one found me that game either. What made it worse was the fact that they didn't even bother calling my name to tell me the game was over. They all just left me outside in the cold night while they went inside and had snacks. I eventually came from my hiding place and went inside to wonder what was going on.

And you know what? They congratulated me! Congratulated me for being the one who could stay hidden for the entire game! Congratulated me, even though they were in the wrong!

And that is something that I still think about today. Something that reminds me what terrible friends they were, if they ever were my friends to begin with. They tell you things you want to hear, and then treat you like you're the worst person in the world to be with.

But this is getting off topic. Point is, Shadow couldn't find me that often. Sometimes, he even overlooked my hiding spot and looked elsewhere. So, all in all, my hiding and seeking skills haven't changed at all.

"Wow," he said, "you're really good at Hide-n-Seek!"

I chuckled. "I dabble." We were walking down the hallway back to the room. "You know," I began, turning my head toward him, "I'm glad you came along today."

He looked at me with a confused expression. "Why's that?"

"If you didn't come along, I wouldn't have had this much fun," I told him. "I haven't had that kind of fun in a long time."

He nodded his head in confirmation, and looked ahead again. Almost right after they did that, they turned to me again. "What about your family?" I froze. "Don't you play with them?"

I looked at the floor and continued walking forward. "I'd rather not talk about my family..."

"Why not?"

I shook my head while still looking at the ground. "Please, I'd rather not talk about my family."

He looked ahead once again. "Fine," he said in an 'I give up' tone of voice.

The rest of the time we spent in the hallway was spent in silence. I didn't feel like talking about the subject they brought up earlier, and they didn't think of bringing up another topic.

We reached the room, still in silence. He dropped his illusion that he had up. He wasn't disguised as me, oh no. Turns out, a changeling can create their own disguises if they so desire to. All they have to do is come up with an image of what they wish to look like, and they can become what they are thinking.

However, it comes with a downside. He told me that in order to create his own disguise, he had to use a lot of energy. Since changelings feed on love, that was hard to come by. Thankfully, he came up with a simpler was to create the disguise. He simply based his disguise off me and changed some of the colors around.

He didn't look to bad either. He didn't keep the gray coat and the orange mane, and instead changed the two colors to a green coat and blue mane. The style the mane and tail was in stayed the same, due to the amount of energy it would have taken to change it.

Anyway, he changed back to his original form. I didn't mind that he did that. It was who he was.

Heh, as if I'm one to talk. A human in a pony's body.

"So what now?" I heard him ask.

I looked outside at the dark sky. We played so long, it turned dark out. "I think we should head to bed," I said. a bit of groaning came from behind me, causing me to turn around. "What?"

"Do we have to?" he whined.

I nodded. "We can't stay up all night. We'd be tired in the morning." Well, he might be. I don't get tired from staying up. Just bored.

"Fine," he said dimly. "So where do I sleep?"

I looked around the room after he said that. Nothing on the floor could provide any kind of sleeping surface, and the bed was the only thing that wold have served it's purpose. "I'm not sure..."

"Never mind," he said. "I found a place to sleep."

I turned to where he was walking. A plush couch hid behind the bed. "I never noticed that before..." I commented. In my defense, I never really spent much time paying attention to what I was doing in the room. I might have noticed it in the past week, but never really noticed it, noticed it. "Are you sure?"

He nodded. "This is fine. Do you have any spare blankets?"

I nodded, and picked one of the blankets off the bed with my magic. "Here."

He smiled back. "Thanks." The blanket was taken up in a green aura and placed on the couch.

"Is there anything else you need?" I asked.

"No," he said, shaking his head. "I'm fine now." I nodded and focused my magic on the light switch across the room. The lights flickered out in no time at all. "Goodnight Blue."

I climbed into the bed. "Goodnight Shadow," I replied, covering myself in the blankets. I closed my eyes and waited for sleep to take me.

Chapter 11 - Learning Something You Already Knew

We all learn stuff. That's a part of life. You grow, you eat, you live, you die, and in-between, you learn.

You learn in all sorts of places. You learn at school, at home, on a site like this while reading some person with a stupid username's stupid story. Yup. You learn in all of these places.

I, as the person with a dumb username and writing this dumb story, have several things to say about learning(Welcome back to school kids! Also, BOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!).

Learning is inevitable. If you all don't know what that word means, than go look it up. Never mind, I'll just tell you. Inevitable means that something is bound to happen. No matter how hard you try to say differently, or even try to change it, it will happen. Now that that's out of the way, let's continue(NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!).

Not all kinds of 'learning' is good(Phew). Sometimes, you could learn something that you might already know. Like how one plus three equals four. That's Kindergarten learning there. But, it most likely proves my point to you already knowing that.

If you didn't know that...

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Just stop reading this now. Please, you'll be doing us all a favor.

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Are they gone?

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Good. Now I can rest easy that there are actually people a lot less dumb than me(Ha ha).

Anyway, back to the original topic(Oh, PLEASE NO!). There is a vast amount of knowledge in the world we live in(Duh...). Some of it still has to be discovered by the people who actually have a life(That means none of us. No offence). Some of that knowledge could help the entire world with sickness, or possibly cause even more of it to occur.

Not all knowledge is good for one to learn. Sure, we can learn it, but that does not change the fact that the knowledge we learn is or is not safe. An example would be knowing the future. If you knew what was going to happen, you might want to change it in some way. Or, in the case of this story, you might spoil it for some others. That's why I'm not giving out too many clues about the future in my story.

Well, I think I've written my point here. Now for some questions for you all to think about while reading this new chapter.

What do you learn, but still have to relearn it? Have you ever regretted having to relearn it?

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There was darkness around me, and that was it. No sounds, no words, no light, and only me. I turned my head to the left, and then to the right.

"Hello?" I called, a bit worried. I heard my voice echo throughout the darkness. It wasn't the voice I had when I went to sleep. It was my voice. My voice.

The voice I had when I was a human.

I brought my right hoof, or arm now, up into my sights. My familiar pale hand and it's five fingers greeted me as I flexed them, not entirely used to seeing or feeling them in some time.

"What's going on?" I asked myself out loud. "I was a pony last night, was I not? Why do I look the way I am now?" A sudden thought crossed my mind. "Do I look like I used to?"

I'd like a mirror, I thought. Out of nowhere, a large, sliding mirror appeared to my right, which I caught in the corner of my eye. I turned to it and observed myself.

"This mirror," I said, carefully observing the figure I recognized as myself. "It looks like the mirror in my room." I thought about my room, the small, messy zone that I retreated to in order to get away from my family. At least for a couple hours at most.

In an instant, that appeared around me too. It didn't look quite the same though. It had it's small in-wall closet, and the mirror covering over half of one of the walls, but it was empty. No bed on the floor that my brother would sleep in, no wood structure that held my bed above his, nothing. The room was spotless.

I observed this closely. Where'd everything go? I turned to the door and reached out for the handle, thinking about the rest of the basement on the other side. I inhaled deeply, and turned the knob quickly. I yanked my hand back and got a good look at what was on the other side of the door.

Sure enough, it was the basement I knew so well. It was the some as my room; empty. Though, I didn't pay attention to that. I walked slowly across the wooden covering to the concrete floor. My dad had tiled the entire floor of the basement when the concrete floor was too cold for everyone's feet.

I eventually reached the stairs that led upstairs, and slowly walked up those as well. I reached the top and opened the door that concealed the basement from the rest of the house. I saw the familiar shape of the dining room, but alas, empty as well.

I thought if I should head upstairs once more to see if the top floor was the same shape, but empty as well. I shook my head and turned to the front door. I grabbed it's handle and turned it to open the door, expecting to see the familiarity of the front yard of my house.

I opened the door, and saw a bare hill in front of me. I stepped out to it, almost forgetting to close the door behind me. I turned to close the door...

...but it wasn't there anymore. My head darted around confused. Where... Where'd my home go?

I turned back to the hill that was definitely not my yard. One- no... Ten additional things were there now that definitely weren't before.

Ten flowers. I stared at them for who knows how long. I made the mistake of blinking when nothing happened.

And in the blink of my eyes, they changed. No longer ten flowers, but nine ponies stood in front of me. I stepped back slightly, only to hear a voice behind me.

"Do not be afraid of us, for we are only here to help."

I quickly turned around to see another pony standing in front of me. This one... This one seemed familiar... But where? Where had I seen him before?

Out of nowhere, a thunderous sound rocked the air, causing me to jump. I turned to my left, which seemed like the actual source of the sound, and saw a tree fall right next to me. In an instant, it caught on fire... Something I really didn't like was fire, and because of past incidents.

"You said you were here to help, right?" I asked the ponies that I had expected tot still be near me. But when I turned to look at them, they were all gone.

I was alone, like always. Alone to deal with my problems, like always. I thought about all the events that happened, starting with the blackness, all the way up to the sudden disappearance of the ponies that were around me.

And in a sudden click of my mind, I understood. I grinned at what I realized.

"I get it," I said. "I know what this is."

I stepped closer to the burning tree, almost feeling its non-existent heat. I reached my left hand out to the tree and grabbed onto one of the burning branches. The fire that wasn't there burned my hand with non-existent pain.

And as I was awaiting my own time to wake up, the image of Sunset Shimmer popped into my mind. For whatever reason, however, was a mystery to even me.

Canterlot Castle Bedroom February 19th 985

When I awoke, I kept my eyes closed. I could tell I was awake now because of the sun hitting my face. Although, was I still a human? I tried to grab against the blanket with what I thought was my hand. Nope. It was a hoof. I was a pony.

I could tell that I had tossed and turned in my sleep. My hair- no... Mane felt like it was going in about ten to fifteen different places at once. Yup. Bedhead. Happens to us all.

I slowly opened my eyes to see the dimly lit room from the rising sun around me. I lifted my head and stretched out each of my legs. Afterwards, I tilted my head to the left and right until I felt a pop in my neck. That certainly woke me up if I wasn't already.

"Well, it's a new day today," I said. My tired ears perked up at the sound of my voice. I sounded... different. Like I had gotten a new voice overnight. I shook off the feeling, deciding that I was still half asleep and was hearing things.

I looked around for the couch that Shadow had slept on the previous night. I finally found the couch next to the bed, exactly where it had been the previous night. I really need to remember that the couch is there... I thought to myself. I trotted over to the couch where Shadow was still sleeping.

"Shadow," I called, still hearing the weird voice from a few seconds ago. "You up?"

"Mmmhhh," came the reply from the lump on the couch. "Five more minutes..."

I rolled my eyes. If there was anything I wasn't going to do, it was allow a changeling under my care alone while I got some food. "No, now," I clearly stated, only to get a groan in response. I once again rolled my eyes and allowed my magic to activate. The blanked in front of me glowed a turquoise color and flew from the couch. The changeling underneath curled up even more than he already was. "Do you want breakfast or not?" I asked.

I got another groan, but a better response of him lifting his head up from the couch's arm. He yawned and rubbed his eyes with his hoof before setting his eyes on me. "Who are you?" he suddenly asked.

I tilted my head and gave a confused look. "What do you mean? Don't you recognize me Shadow?"

They started to try to back even further into the couch than they already were. "If Princess Celestia sent you to check up on me, you can tell her that I haven't broken any of her rules! I promised Blue that I wouldn't transform into any other pony except my disguise that we both agreed on!"

"Shadow, it's me, Blue. Would you stop joking around and come off the couch?"

"Y- You're not Blue!" he argued. "I may have only met Blue yesterday, but I do know that you are not him! Who are you anyway?"

I huffed. "Is this some sort of joke? You're the changeling, and also the only one here that can change forms. Now unless you're saying that I somehow managed to do that, please stop and come off the couch!"

"No!" he screamed back at me. "Blue is a nice stallion that promised to help me while my wing heals! You, miss random mare, are not Blue!"

My ears perked up at his words. "'Miss random mare'?!?" I repeated. "Shadow, this is anything beyond a joke now! If you don't stop this right now, I will tell Celestia at your defiance! After all, I am responsible for you!"

He seemed to calm down a bit. "H- How do you know that name?"

"How do you think?" I asked back. "You suggested it to me yesterday! Other than us, nopony knows that that's what you wanted to be called! I haven't told anypony else, not even Celestia!"

He calmed down a bit and started to move a bit closer to me. "B- Blue?"

"Yes," I said in a 'that was completely obvious' tone of voice. "Who'd you expect?"

Shadow finally hopped off the couch, but still stayed several feet away. "H- How'd you do that?"

"Do what?" I asked back.

"That!" he said, gesturing to me.

"What?" I asked back. "Gesturing to me and saying: 'that' doesn't tell me what you're talking about.

He didn't say anything else, but I didn't know why. All he did was point a hoof over to my left. I turned to follow his gaze and saw Sunset Shimmer staring at me.

"Sunset Shimmer?" I asked. "What are you-" I stopped as I realized that she was speaking, but heard no words. "What?" I asked, and her mouth repeated my words, as if speaking the same thing.

Shadow stepped behind her, which confused me in a huge way. He was closer to me, and couldn't fly. He never entered my vision, and was still behind Sunset Shimmer. I turned around and was about to see if he was still behind me. Sure enough, he was! Completely confused now, I began to shift my gaze from the Sunset Shimmer with Shadow standing behind her to the Shadow behind me.

During one of the trips that my head took, some of my mane fell in front of my eyes. A red and yellow mane. I looked at Sunset Shimmer and saw that her mane crossed over one of her eyes as well. I lifted a hoof to move it out of the way, and Sunset Shimmer did the same. I lowered my hoof, not messing with my mane, and she repeated my movements without hesitation.

I looked at my mane again. A red and yellow mane. I remembered then that my mane was just orange, not any other colors. I looked at my hoof. It was a yellow-orange color, not gray. I stared back at Sunset Shimmer, who also looked back at me.

I gave a horrified look, and she did as well. I stuck out my tongue, and she copied. And that's when I finally realized what was going on. Why Shadow called me 'miss random mare'. Why he asked how I did... that.

I was staring into a mirror. A perfect reflection of what I looked like now was what I was looking at.

I was now Sunset Shimmer.

"What's going on?" I asked, also realizing that the voice I was using was no longer my own. It was Sunset Shimmer's.

"That's what I want to know!" Shadow from behind me replied. "How did you do a changeling's magic?"

"I don't know!" I replied. "I woke up like this, okay?!"

"Blue, there's no reason to get angry," he said. "What do you mean, 'you woke up like this'? You didn't cause this spell to happen?"

"No!" I answered. "I didn't even notice that I had turned into Sunset Shimmer!"

"Is that her name?" he asked me. "Huh... I guess that would relate to the red and yellow sun as her cutie mark." I didn't bother to look back. I could tell that he had noticed that I also had her cutie mark. "By the way, what does your cutie mark mean?"

"I... I don't know," I responded. "I got it last week under... unexpected circumstances."

"What kind of circumstances?"

"The same one I'm experiencing right now. I used magic that I never knew I could do."

He looked at me, even more intrigued. "When was this?"

"Last week," I said. "The first magic I used was levitation, but you know what the second one was?"

He shook his head. "Nope. What was it?"

"Teleportation."

He stared at me. "Really?" he asked. I nodded. "You teleported at your age?"

"Yeah..." I said. "But enough about that! How do you stop this spell?!"

"R- Right!" he remembered. "Just stop using any magic, and it should go away!"

"I didn't use magic in the first place!" I argued. "The only magic I used today was levitating the blanket from of you!" I recalled the moment that I lifted the blanket from my changeling friend. The blanket had glowed turquoise before flying off. Turquoise... "Hang on a second," I said, calling upon my magic again and lifting a comb from the nearby cabinet. It also glowed turquoise.

"What?" he asked, looking at the comb. "Is this really the time to be combing your mane?"

"No!" I argued. "Look at the magical aura the comb is in!"

He did as I said. Once he did, he turned back to me. "It's in a turquoise aura, same as yours," he said. "So what?"

"Don't you see? A turquoise aura! My magical aura is a dark blue color!" His eyes seemed to widen at realization of this. "How'd that happen?"

"I... I don't know..." he quietly answered. "What color aura is this... 'Sunset Shimmer's'?"

I thought about that and recalled the time she levitated books in front of me at the library in the castle. I focused on the color that she had levitated the books in.

"It was turquoise..."

Neither of us said anything for some time. When he didn't respond, I didn't. I stared at myself- Well, what I looked like, and began to worry. I wasn't one to always seem worried in situations like this, but I was worried on the inside.

"That's strange..." Shadow finally said.

"What?" I asked back.

"That you have her magical aura. I'm an actual changeling, and we can't do that. Its as if you're actually this Sunset Shimmer pony. I find it strange..."

"Yeah? Well, I don't care at the moment! I want to be back to normal!"

"I'm sorry Blue!" Shadow told me. "I don't know what's wrong!"

I frowned right before sighing. "Alright... There has to be some way of dealing with this problem."

"I did hear once in my hive about there being a spell that could tear away a changeling's illusion spell," Shadow pondered. I turned to him, giving an 'are you serious!?!' look. "What?" he asked when he noticed my look. "I didn't think about it til now! Besides, it's just a rumor!"

His words awoke a small memory in my mind. I remembered Twilight in the changeling invasion of Canterlot. She tackled a changeling to the ground and cast the very spell Shadow just mentioned.

You remember that movie, don't you? I know I do.

"No," I said, causing him to give me a confused look. "The spell is real."

"How do you know that?"

"I just know, alright?" I didn't want to tell him about my knowledge about this world's future. "Come on. I think I know who can help with the situation."

"Who?"

"The only one in Canterlot that would know if a spell is rumor or not. Princess Celestia."

Author's Note

You know... I debated whether or not I should have included this chapter. While writing the beginning, I was thinking: 'Don't do it! This story is for everyone, and a gender swap is a mature story thing! You'll get reported for that!' and stuff.

Eventually I decided that it is not a gender swap and just magic. And... you know... magic solves everything.

So please don't report this story for that reason. Just remember: Magic solves everything.

And... You should have seen this coming. I mean, two chapters ago, Shadow said that the spell that changelings use to transform is able to be done by any unicorn.

In other random and pointless author's notes, what do you think Blue's special talent is? And... I'm talking to you now Graymayne... If you already know from another story I wrote, don't ruin it for those who don't know.

Chapter 12 - Completely Different, But Still The Same

Personalities, and many other things, change when given enough time. You earn new likes, dislikes, fears, etc. You could like something now, but learn to dislike it in about a year.

Have you ever looked at a picture of yourself from about three years ago? You don't look the same as you do now, do you? Your face looks different as it did back then.

These two things, personalities and looks, change. That's something that happens to everyone, whether we like it or not. But, these are not the only things that will change. Sometimes, it's something around you.

Not all of them are noticeable unless you decide to look away for some time and then look at them again. Those changes can be slow, but they surely sore changing, even if it isn't noticeable right away.

But the change doesn't have to happen after a long time. Sometimes, the change will be nearly instantaneous. Like whenever you play a game on a Wii for a long time. You start getting used to those controls for the game.

But when you start playing another game, the controls will be different. You have to get used to the new controls before being able to play that game properly.

But that's not exactly what I'm trying to get at here. What I'm trying to say is that some things that are different can still be the same. You look different, but you are still the same person. Just different looks. The same goes for personalities.

But a game isn't exactly the same as another game. Because of that, I'm not going to try and make a comparison. Instead, I'm going to compare places.

Say you go to one school for a long time. Normal for all of us. But then comes the day when you have to move out of your house, or go to a different school that can teach you new things that you have to learn. You have to move to a new school eventually.

But a school is still a school regardless. It's a new school, but its still a school. So, in a way, the school is different, but still the same thing.

That's enough out of me for now. So, you won't be hearing any more of this unless its in a blog post, or on the next chapter. But, it's time for the question that no one likes but I still put it in anyway!

What has changed about you, but hasn't... changed you, change you?

Princess Celestia's School For Gifted Unicorns February 19th 985

How did I end up here? I continuously asked myself over and over. I sighed in frustration at what the teacher in front of me was saying. I didn't understand half of it, and the rest was stuff I knew already.

That wasn't the only thing that bothered me this day. For starters, this morning was just plain weird. I certainly didn't want to look like Sunset Shimmer all day... That much was certain. I'm glad I got that out of my way.

What made my question even more pointless was the fact that I already knew the answer. The answer is: all the things that have happened to me since I came to Equestria. And you know what? I didn't like any of them.

Completely bored out of my mind, I recalled the events that had happened just about five hours earlier.

About Five Hours Earlier (Said in a SpongeBob's Narrator Voice)

Before I left my room, I made my mane look like Sunset Shimmer's did. It had been messed up with the bed head I had after waking up. I would have made my mane look like how it used to with my own face, but it just... didn't feel right. Also, it was a lot longer than mine.

Shadow was very cautious too. He said that he couldn't change into his own disguise because he wasn't strong enough. I mentally made a note to myself then. Note to Self: Find a way to help energize Shadow. So instead of an inverted version of me, he just changed into me instead.

After all, if I was looking like Sunset Shimmer, than who would notice there being two if me?

I still didn't like being a girl... Or... mare for this matter. But that was even more reason to find Princess Celestia and try to get her help change me back!

How? I had no idea!

So the two of us left the room in search of the princess. We passed a few guards on the way, but nothing crossed their minds about us. After all, we both looked like ponies. And to make it even weirder, neither of us looked like ourselves!

Time to make a long story shorter.

We found Princess Celestia in the halls while we were walking for who knows how long.

"Ah, my faithful student," she said to me, making it feel even weirder for me. "I see that you've been walking with Blue. It's nice to see theta you two are getting along. Tell me, are you ready for today's lesson?"

"Princess!" I said excitedly, forgetting to bow. "I need your help!"

"Why?" she asked me. "Did you find my assignment yesterday challenging?"

"No!" I objected. "You don't understand! I'm not-"

"I'm ready for today's lesson, Princess!" said a voice that was strangely familiar, and nerve wrecking at the same time. I turned, and so did everypony around me, to the sound of the new voice. Sunset ShimmerThe real one walked down the hallway toward us. She froze when she saw me.

"W- What's going on?" she asked, obviously confused.

Princess Celestia, however, had a completely different action. Instead of a calm, quiet talk, she slammed me against the wall, her magic gripping my throat. I desperately moved my hooves to my neck, trying to remove the source of the choking around me. I felt nothing, but that was to be expected with magic.

"Blue," she called, turning over to Shadow, who was still disguised as me, with an angry gaze plastered on her face. "Would you care to explain why the changeling you're supposed to be looking after is disguised as my student?"

"Uh... Sorry to make you angry Princess," he began, using my voice perfectly, "but we need your help."

"And why is it looking like my student?!" she demanded.

"That's not the changeling!" he shouted back, making Celestia step back a bit at the tone of his voice. At that moment, he dropped his disguise and revealed himself to all that were there. "I am."

Celestia stood there, frozen with shock. She looked back between me, her student, and Shadow. She slowly let me down onto the floor, releasing her magic grip on me. I coughed many times while Celestia turned back to Shadow. "Where's Blue?" she asked. "He's supposed to be looking after you!"

Shadow pointed a hoof at me. To which, Celestia turned and looked at me. "We need your help, Princess," Shadow continued. "Do you know of any spells that can lift a disguise?"

Celestia looked horrified at what she realized she did. Sunset Shimmer looked the same, only not at me or Celestia. She looked horrified at Shadow, obviously because she has never seen a changeling before.

Celestia turned back to me, now with a worried face. Her horn glowed again, and came down on top of me. In an instant, it ended, and I could see my normal gray hooves again.

Back To The Present

And that's basically how I ended up here. After probably an hour of apologizing, she asked how I did that. I told her the same thing I told Shadow: I didn't know. I just woke up like that.

She eventually put two and two together. All the times I've used magic, it was mostly very strong magic, or foreign magic. Other than that, it was just levitation. So, she sent me off to her school for gifted and talented unicorns, figuring that I had a specialty in magic. I met my teacher, who also happened to be the guard I met some time ago.

You remember him, right? A couple of chapters ago, before I introduced Shadow into the story. Did I mention his name? No? Well, I'm going to mention it now.

His name was Secure Room. I know, it's not the best name, but I wasn't going to be one to argue about it. After all, names were names.

I was completely against the idea of me going to this school. I mean, school? Who'd actually want to go there? Well, besides my sister, who loved school, and Twilight, who was an egghead to the very end.

But now that I'm sitting here thinking about this subject while Secure Room blabbed on about some magic stuff that I didn't get at all, I'm starting to think that it was a good idea to send me here. I mean, the first time I used magic, I hurt Princess Celestia. And that was just basic levitation magic!

After that, I was able to teleport for some reason that was unknown for me. I haven't done it since, but still! I did that!

That was also the time I got my cutie mark. After the second time I teleported, I saw the flash behind me that I recognized as the same flash in Cutie Mark Chronicles when the mane 6 got all their cutie marks.

Four orange bubbles. Just four. Why four? I wondered. I mean, there was no reason for me to have it at all! Well, to me, anyway. After all, if everything happens for a reason, that proves that fate was real!

*SIGH*

And yes, I had to put that last word in size 12 font. Why? Well, it's pretty simple actually. I personally hate fate and destiny. The reason is because they make it so that we have no real choices in life.

Now, before you all freak out in the comments and disagree, let me explain. Fate/Destiny both have the same meaning: that something has to happen. Now, both of them are always implying to our lives. In other words, they are constant, never changing.

And if something has to happen, then we have no say in that matter. It has to happen. Period. So, even if we do make a choice in life, the future from that choice is set out, and unchangeable. So we can make choices, but the future is already planned out.

Another good description of this is in a Doctor Who episode called 'Turn Left', and can be found at the link provided. WARNING: The episode is Season 4 Episode 11. If you have not watched the ones before that, then do so before watching that one to get a better understanding of the characters.

Also, I'm a Doctor Who fan! Fancy that!

*Ahem* Back on topic.

Anyway, that's also one of two reasons I didn't like my cutie mark. Cutie marks are the marks of our destiny. And, for clearer reference, in the episode: Magical Mystery Cure, there are ten songs that play in the twenty minutes. I know, that's nothing compared for what's coming up in EG2. Anyway, in the song: What My Cutie Mark Is Telling Me, they say 'It's got to be my destiny... And it's what my cutie mark is telling me'.

By those words alone, they say that a cutie mark represents one's destiny as a pony. When the mane 6's cutie marks changed, their destinies changed. So when I say that I don't like my cutie mark because of two reasons, I meant that I didn't like any destiny planned out for me because I couldn't choose it.

That was the first reason. The second was because I didn't even know what it was.

Although, I had to agree with me being sent here, even though I didn't say anything for or against it. I mean, Princess Celestia sent me here to learn how to control my magic. When I earned my cutie mark, I had used magic. Even if I can't do it again for some reason, I still earned it from doing magic. So, my cutie mark must have had something to do with magic as far as I was concerned at the moment.

But I still hated my position here. All around me, there were other colts and fillies. All of them were some sort of noble. When I first walked into Secure Room's class, I could see most of them glaring at me. Some chuckled silently to themselves, even though I could still hear them, and the others just looked away as if saying: 'Ha! I'm already better than him in every way!'

Blech... Nobles.

To say the least, I hated it here, even though I think I've mentioned that many times. I was sitting in a classroom, waiting for the day to be over, and I had to listen to the teacher throughout the entire day while waiting.

Not that he was a bad teacher.

Listening wasn't really a problem for me either. I have a really good way of zoning out completely. I just stare at a random spot in the room and just let myself go. There. Simple as that.

Although, when I stop zoning out, I start listening to the teacher again. At least he wasn't a noble... That was always good.

"Alright class," Secure spoke. "Let's pull out our notebooks. Come on, we haven't got all day now."

At once, all the ponies in the room used their magic and picked up a small notebook in their magic. I swaer(not really), if they were any more in-sinc, they would have to be considered robots. They set that down on the desk while their pencils were also lifted in their magic and began writing on the notebook.

Unfortunately for me, I had figured out a while ago that my writing didn't translate. The spell that Sunset Shimmer cast on me only affected my speech and ability to read, and not any writing. I wrote in English while all of them wrote in Equestrian. I could read their words, and they couldn't read mine.

That, and I had no notebook.

So, in response to my absence of a notebook, I lifted my pencil in my magic to bounce it on the table I was sitting at. One thing caught my eye.

The pencil wrapped in my magic? It was wrapped in a green aura... not blue.

After Class

A bell rang through the halls of the school, making me jump slightly in my chair. All the other ponies seemed to look as if they were expecting it. That seemed really normal, considering I should have been doing that too.

But the time here just confused me. There wasn't a clock in the room, and I couldn't tell time by the sun's position.

The rest of the students left the room, listening to Secure give them a lecture about some sort of homework. I didn't listen. I sat in my chair, waiting for all the other students to leave the room.

Once they did, Secure noticed me and came to where I sat. "Something wrong Blue?" he asked me. I nodded. He sat down in the chair desk next to mine. "What's on your mind?"

"Well," I began, "it- it's just a small question..."

"I'm all ears."

I inhaled, and then exhaled. "Have... Have you ever heard of any unicorns changing their magical aura?"

He looked at me strangely. "Where'd this question come up? Have you been reading in the Canterlot Library again?"

I chuckled at his statement. Out of my free time that I had all last week, I spent some of it reading in the library. I would sometimes ask questions about statements I didn't understand, or something that was weird. "No," I answered. "I just thought of it during your class."

"Hmm," he replied. "Well, I've never heard of any unicorns having the aura of their magic changed. What made you think of this?"

I looked at the ground, not wanting to meet his gaze. "This is the reason," I said to him before lifting up my pencil once again in my magic. The familiar green aura engulfed it and lifted it into the air.

I noticed his gaze as he looked at the pencil- Or more accurately, the aura it was engulfed in.

"And... When was this?" he asked me.

"I only noticed today, during your class."

"And... Has this happened before?"

I nodded. "Earlier today."

"I know about earlier today," he said. "The princess already told me about it. But has it happened at any other time?"

I shook my head. "No... it only happened today."

He nodded, and began to stand up. "Well, I don't know anything about this Blue. But I do suggest one thing to you."

"What?"

"Don't tell Princess Celestia about this... She has enough about you to worry about."

I chuckled a bit. "I guess I can manage that."

He nodded once more. "Good. Now get going. Don't you have a changeling to look after?"

I nodded my head in response and began to exit the room. On the way, I bumped into somepony wearing a black cloak. I backed away from him slowly.

"I'm sorry sir," I said quietly. "Please excuse me." I turned and began to leave, not waiting for an answer. Although, I did hear him say something... Something... odd.

It wasn't clearly heard because it was very quiet, but I heard: "There you are, Mimic..."

I turned to ask if he said anything, but found no one there. He had just vanished, as if he wasn't there.

I turned back down the hall after looking for another five minutes. That stallion was strange, but I was not going to let him bother me any more than I was bugged.

Author's Note

I could have gone into a lot more detail explaining what happened at the beginning of the chapter regarding Celestia and Shadow and any other character involved. However, I decided that it wasn't necessary, and it would be better to shorten it like that.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed this new chapter! Like I said in the prologue, this story could have had more tags, but I couldn't fit them.

Also, maybe I should have put this story as the 'Teen' rating... Just a thought.

Chapter 13 - Never Again

Author's Note

Well, this story has finally been updated. It shouldn't take this long, even though I'm planning out the entire future of this story except for this one chapter. And a shorter chapter too... I'm losing my touch. Next one should be normal.

Anyway, I have something to note for everyone. Due to the site update, I'm finding the little words that say "Chapter Whatever" to be entirely useless. So as of now, I am no longer going to be including them. The previous chapters, however, I will not be going back to edit those out.

Why?

Because that would make this note look silly, that's why.

Oh, and another thing to note.

To anyone who reads this, this story was once rated "Everyone". I have now changed it to "Teen" because there is some content that might not be appropriate for "Everyone".

Hope you enjoy the new chapter!

Chapter 13 - Never Again

Some things only happen once. And that's life. Not saying that life only happens once, but that some things will only happen once in our lives.

Not all things are like this, obviously. A happy moment with your family. That's something that's most likely bound to happen more than once, if you have a family. No offence to those who don't.

You are more than likely to get angry more than once in your life. Whether by someone pushing you around, beating on you, saying mean things about you/to you... Yeah, those are more than likely to get you ticked off.

But it's not the big things in life that only seem to happen once. It's the things that we hardly pay any attention to that are more likely to never happen again.

An example is in order. Say that you head to work, and do the job you've done for the past couple of months. That's already something that has happened before.

But let’s say that someone comes into the store who's never come before. Would you really notice? Probably not. You could see hundreds of faces every day. A single new face wouldn't be noticeable. But it proves my point of something that we never really notice being the thing that only really happens once.

I could go on and on about many things that should, or will only happen once. Unfortunately, I still have this very stupid story that apparently 49 people are decided to get informed of updated, 45 have liked, and 3 have disliked.

You see that very thin red line with the number 3 above it? There are three people who've made that happen. Those three people? They are pretty good to start disliking this story before this gets too far.

You want to know where this is going to go, don’t you? Well, I'm not going to tell you too much. I am going to say this, though.

This story will most likely be majorly confusing in much later chapters. Have you read any other stories I've written? Most of them are majorly confusing, and have earned me a very high set of dislikes.

Of course, I still have a higher amount of likes than dislikes.

And now I'm just rambling...

QUESTION TIME!!!

Do you know of anything that has only happened once to you? Or to anyone else in this matter?

Canterlot City February 23rd 985

It's been about four days since I started going to Princess Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns. Summary? Not very nice on my part. It's actually been pretty boring for me.

Mostly it's because can't do anything there. I write something, and it's in English. I can't do the homework that's assigned because I cannot turn it in.

That is something I like, actually. I can't do homework! Yay!

But that's just made it worse for me. Secure just had me answer it when he had the time. That sucked.

But, this was a small time for celebration. Secure was taking me and Shadow into the city, Shadow having a disguise, of course. The reason?

A surprise!

No, not that kind of surprise...

Yeah, that's better.

Okay, let's not get too out of hand... Or... hoof for this matter.

Anyway, yes! A surprise!

"So what do you think the surprise is?" Shadow asked.

I shrugged. "Dunno... Maybe he's just going to allow us to stroll through the city. We haven't been outside of the castle for the past week."

"And I haven't been outside of the castle since I crash landed there."

I looked at him, a little strangely, I might add. "You never did tell me why you were stuck in the bushes. So why were you?"

"I didn't?" he asked back. "Huh... I thought I did..."

"Well, you didn't, and if it's not too much trouble, I'd like to know."

"Of course!" he said. "You see, I was-"

"We're here!" Secure Room suddenly said, catching the both of us off guard. I looked at where we ended up, and it looked as if it were a toy store. "This is the surprise.

"This?" I asked. "This is the surprise?"

"That's what I said. Is there anything wrong with it?"

"Nope!" Shadow shouted right before running into the store. I shook my head. Obviously, he was still a kid, even though he sometimes seemed more mature.

"To me, there is, Secure," I began. This is a toy store."

"Yes, it is."

"Toys are for kids."

"Yes, that's correct."

"I'm not a kid."

"You sure look like one," he said, smiling ear to ear.

That statement alone got him a small kick in his legs.

He only laughed, obviously not affected much by my kick. "Hey, I'm sorry. I know you're not a kid. But trust me, you'll love this."

"That will be determined in time..."

I slowly walked into the store. I hadn't really ever been in toy store. I might have once about three years ago, back when I was still a human, but not much anything else other than Walmart.

Inside the store was all that I remember from a toy store. Shelves that were filled edge to edge with toys. Some were fluffy, some were 'action figures'.

I found Shadow in the 'action figures' isle. Though some of those toys looked like they were for stallion, there were still some *ahem* 'action figures' that looked like they were for mares.

I caught Shadow looking at the *ahem* 'action figures' that looked like they were for mares.

I couldn't help but chuckle. "Really?" I asked him.

He looked back at me, his face blushing slightly. "Hey! They're action figures!"

"Okay," I said, waving a hoof and walking away. Though, I kept my face scrunched up as if I were holding in a laugh. I most certainly found it funny that, in the land of Equestria, there were some ponies- or changeling for this matter- that were interested in stuff that was supposed to be for the opposite gender.

I came close to the opposite edge of the store and found Secure Room waving me down. I trotted over to him, obviously curious to what he had in store for me.

"Well," I began, "so far, all I've seen are toys for kids. You said I'd enjoy this, but I'm not understanding what I'm supposed to enjoy about this place."

"That's because you haven't seen what you're supposed to enjoy yet, Blue," Secure replied. He turned to a door that read Employees Only on it. He opened the door, earning a glance from the clerk at the payment stand, but it was ignored soon after.

Okay, now I was confused. The clerk allows him entry, even though The door says for 'employees only', and has an alien that looks like their own kind with him, even though that last part was unknown to him. There was definitely something in this shop worth seeing now, and it was behind this door.

Secure walked into the room, and I followed him. Obviously... I mean, this was the reason he brought me here. Why wouldn't I follow him?

Maybe he's a psychotic weirdo that focuses on bringing the destruction to little aliens that look like his kind, my mind was saying. :facehoof: Yes, I was thinking that. I thought random stuff at points.

The inside of the room was plainly obvious from other TV shows I saw. The room was for employees. It had office stuff, a little table where meetings were probably held, stuff like that.

I was greatly disappointed.

"Umm... There's nothing here," I plainly stated. "Surprises are supposed to have something that nopony was expecting. So, congrats! You surprised me with nothing!"

"We're not at the surprise yet," he stated. I raised my eyebrows, looking around the room. I saw no other doors leading to anywhere. So... Where could the surprise be?

Secure lit his horn and illuminated a section of the wall. The paint on the wall faded away and revealed an opening. “Come on,” he said excitedly. “We’re nearly there.”

I eagerly followed him through the newly formed doorway. The room was dark, excluding the light coming from the previous room. But that light faded away when I noticed the paint on the wall come back and blocked it all out.

Both Secure and I lit our horns to produce light from our horns. We glanced at each other before he started moving in a direction I couldn’t see until his horn lit it up. I followed closely behind, not wanting to lose track or sight of him.

We soon came to another doorway in the dark room. One that Secure walked through willingly, and I had no choice but to follow. I had no idea how to get back, and I lost which direction the exit was in.

After another minute or two of walking, we came to a larger door. One with many locks on it and various codes to be inputted. Though for Secure, he was at all of them in an instant.

With his magic, he inputted combinations to every code there and unlocked every lock. I watched in amazement as the locks fell onto the ground and the door hissed open as if the air inside was dusty and old.

“Here we are,” he smiled.

I coughed from the dusty air. Being an amnesiac didn’t help at all in this sort of situation where I could cough and wheeze for who knew how long before feeling better. “It’s *Cough* dusty,” I said.

“I know.”

“Did the room have to that tightly locked?”

He frowned a bit. “Yes… Princess Celestia’s orders. She showed me this place once and wanted to make sure that only those she deemed worthy were allowed in.”

My eyes widened a bit. “Deemed worthy? What could need so much protection that only those worthy should be allowed in?”

“You’re about to find out,” he said as he pulled the door open even further with his hooves.

The room was pitch black inside, but we both walked in anyway. Secure stopped walking, but I didn’t notice and continued walking in the near darkness that surrounded the glow from my horn.

If it weren’t for that glow, I would’ve run into that pedestal and gotten another painful shock through my horn.

I stumbled backwards a bit when I did see it. I was thankful enough that I didn’t run into it and had another pain experience for my horn. I looked around for Secure and found him walking around the wall, muttering to himself.

“Now, I know it’s around here somewhere…” he said quietly, the sounds bouncing off and echoing into the distance. “Aha!” he exclaimed when he came to what looked like a light switch.

He flicked it on, and the large room around me came to life.

There wasn’t just one pedestal. There were hundreds. Each one with a different item on them.

Not items for ponies, I might add…

Items for humans.

On the pedestal I nearly ran into, which was considerably large, there was an average human bike on it. On the one next to it, a chair that was too small for anypony to sit in, but perfect for any bipedal creature.

And they just went on and on. Some of the items repeated, some did not. But they were human items, every single one of them.

“W- What?” I asked, receiving a chuckle in response from behind me.

“Do you like it?” Secure asked. “This Blue, this is the relic room.”

A relic is an object surviving from an earlier time, especially one of historical or sentimental interest.

Google people… Google.

“Relics?” I asked back. ”These are pony relics?”

He scoffed. “I never said that! I just said relics! But you are correct when saying it that way. These are not pony relics. They are relics of an alien species.”

“Humans…” I said quietly, turning back to look at all the human items.

He turned to me. “I’m sorry, what did you say?”

I turned to him. “The alien species you’re talking about. Humans. Their race is humans.”

He blinked. “What makes you say that?”

I looked down. “Can… Can you keep a secret…? From everyone?”

He suddenly looked depressed in a way. “I think I get what you’re saying… You’re one of these ‘humans’, aren’t you?”

I nodded slowly, unwilling to express any words.

“Alright. Your secret is safe with me Blue.” He turned around. “Come on… I think you’ve had enough time here. Let’s head back to the castle.”

I slowly nodded and turned to follow. Before leaving the room, I took a last glance at the stuff before looking ahead again and exiting. I didn’t look back when the door started creaking and the locks reset.

We both walked in silence through the dark, the only lighting coming from Secure's horn. I didn't want to light mine up.

Something struck my mind then. A question formed, and I was completely unsure about how it could have happened. So I turned to Secure with the inevitable question in my head.

"Secure... How did those items get here?"

He froze and I only got a small glimpse at the sudden horror that filled his eyes before his horn glowed an eerie light and blinded me I rubbed my eyes for a second before blinking and finding myself back in the toy store.

I looked around for Secure but found neither sight nor hair of him anywhere. What I did find was a small, quickly written note at my feet. I picked it up in my magic and read it.

I'm sorry Blue, but there's probably some things that you shouldn't know.

I recognized the hoofwriting as Secure's, but was surprised by it. He knew something... Something he didn't want to tell me...

I walked around the isles a bit before finding Secure at the register paying for a toy that Shadow was bouncing up and down for.

They didn't turn around, so they didn't see me leave.

Canterlot Castle Hallway February 23rd 985

I walked the entire way back to the castle by myself. There were actually guards in front of the gate, but they knew me, so they let me pass.

I walked down the hallway back to my room, looking down at the floor the entire time. I didn't realize that Sunset Shimmer and I were walking directly toward each other.

We collided.

Intermission - A Zillion Words in a Trillion Stories

Something has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.

Chapter 14 - Immagination is a Powerful Creation

Throughout many times I've tried to think of ways to make things work, I've learned that there is one thing that will always triumph. That one thing is your mind.

Some people work out their muscles to get stronger, some to impress women, and some for sport even. But compared to the imagination of even the smallest child, that will mean nothing.

Imagination is out get-away from reality. We can come up with random monsters like beagle-borps, come up with a small quest for us to do, or even just sit still and think about it.

If any of you have watched the show Gravity Falls, in episode 19--

Oh wait. I should mention this.

SPOILERS

Anyway, in episode 19 of the first season of Gravity Falls, they introduce a new villain named Bill Cipher. He is a mind demon who goes into Stan's mind in order to find out a safe code for Lil' Gideon. In order to stop this, Dipper, Mabel and Soos follow Bill into Stan's mind to prevent it all.

While lost in Stan's memories, Dipper accidently enters one of the memories and confronts a version of Stan. This Stan tells Dipper that when you are in the mind, you can do anything.

After that, an epic fight happens which is better explained in this video.

Also...

SPOILERS

[YouTube video was deleted and I have nothing to fill this space with. You should watch Gravity falls and if you ever get to episode 19, you'll know what I'm talking about]

"Ha, ha, he's dead now!"

I'm still waiting for Season 2 Episode 10 though... Episode 9 came out in November and there's no current word of the next episode...

EDIT: (Even though when I send out the chapter, this would be the first of anyone seeing this) The two newest episodes came out recently and I'm now waiting for episode 13 as of today.

Anyway, what I'm trying to say here is that the mind is the most powerful thing there is. However, due to the fact our minds cannot effect the world by themselves, they are considered nothing to anyone around us.

That's also a line from the movie: Batman Forever.

[This video was deleted too]

It's the best quality I could find, unfortunately.

So now for the traditional question that no one actually answers!

Have any of you imagined anything that you wish could be real?

Also, did anyone else notice one of the likes change to a dislike when I made this story rated teen? I noticed it, and I'm sorry that one of you didn't like that. It was mostly because I thought the story was becoming more teen-ish and I might be false advertising with keeping it rated everyone.

And, another thing to note, if this story does ever become more "Sex" or "Gore" related, I'll add the tags and add a little note at the bottom of the description saying when it becomes more of that category.

Canterlot Castle Hallway, February 23rd, 985

Both of us fell to the ground, continuously saying "Ow" over and over to emphasize that we'd both been hurt.

"Jeez..." I said, looking up at Sunset. "What hit me?"

"I could ask you the same question," she said, looking back at me. "Blue? What are you doing here?"

"What do you mean, 'What am I doing here'? I kinda live in this castle, same as you do."

"But I thought that you were out with Secure and your changeling friend. Something about a 'Surprise', I think."

"Oh... right. About that, it was just him taking me to a toy store in the middle of Canterlot."

"A toy store, huh? That must've been nice."

I felt a little guilty about lying, but this wasn't technically a lie. "I... didn't see anything I liked."

"Oh, well that's too bad. Even if I didn't see anything I liked, I would have gotten something. Being Princess Celestia's star pupil is hard. It involves endless work on what she teaches you, and much more on the lesson that's bound to come. Sometimes, I envy you Blue."

I chuckled to myself. "You envy me? What have I done to have such an important pony like you envy me?"

"You get to be free," she replied, hiding a smile. "You get to do whatever you want when you want. I have to stay cooped up in the castle with Princess Celestia, working on my magic."

"Oh, I see. Just like if you were forced to live under a rule that you wanted to tear in two."

"Exactly!"

"Well, I understand where you're coming from then. It's not easy for somepony to just take in a new life they weren't expecting. The same situation applies to me, in a way."

"What do you mean?" she asked, tilting her head slightly.

"Well, I never expected my life to become like this. I wind up in Canterlot one day, and the next, I turn out to be staying here in the castle with all the guards and the princess herself! Not to mention her star pupil."

She blushed a bit, trying to hide it behind a book. I still saw it, and that made me blush as well.

"Well, I probably should be going," I said. "I think I'll take a nap. I have a small headache."

"Oh, alright then. Sorry for bumping into you Blue."

"I'm sorry too. Have a lovely evening!"

With that, the two of us continued to walk down the hallway. as strange as it was, I really did have a huge headache. It just randomly sprouted in the middle of Sunset and me talking. I had winced slightly but she never noticed it. It just kept getting worse and worse... My head burned, and my stomach felt queasy.

I could probably say--and this would be completely honest--that I remembered about half my walk back to my room before I lost consciousness.

???

I awoke in a cold sweat in the bedroom I was walking to. I was panting as if I had run a marathon and sweating even worse. The bed was drenched where I laid and dry everywhere else. Sitting up straight, I took a look around me. Everything seemed the same. It was really dark out, so I assumed I had slept until night.

I climbed out of the bed, walking towards the door.

"I didn't drag you all the way here because I wanted to."

I froze as the voice of a mare filled my ears. I looked around the room again, trying to find the source of the voice. "Who's there?" I asked.

"Look at yourself. In a world you don't belong and you just assume that this is all just some coincidence."

"What are you talking about?"

"It's pathetic, honestly. That of all things that could happen to me, you happened."

"I happened? What do you mean by that? Who are you?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you my name. A name that you hold so dear to yourself."

"Huh?"

"Look in the mirror, and maybe you'll learn something in this world."

I obliged, walking toward the side of the mirror so I could see my reflection. I didn't know who was talking, but they sounded like they knew me. A mare's voice... One that spoke with distaste and anger towards me. I haven't met many mares since I came to Equestria. I met Sunset Shimmer, Celestia a few of the maids around the castle and that was it. None of them sounded like the voice I heard right now.

I turned to the mirror, and instead of my reflection looking back at me, a purple eyed changeling stood in perfect reflection to myself. I waved at it, and it waved at me. I opened my mouth, and it did so at the same time.

Then the mirror rippled, and I was frozen in place all of the sudden. The changeling stared back through the mirror at me. I tried to move, getting a little creped [Creeped?] out, but I was unable to move at all.

I then began to move against my will, believe it or not. I refused to move, but I was doing it anyway. Though I only walked toward the mirror, where I could see the changeling staring at me like I was some sort of monster.

"This is what its like," she said, and my mouth moved in sync with hers, though no words of mine came out properly. "This is what it's like Blue! How to watch and never have any input on my own life! How every choice I make is not really something I choose! You stole what's mine, and I want it back!"

The way she said my name... I had heard the resent for the name in her voice. She hated saying that name... my name... Or, the word at least. But why...? I stole something? What? What did I steal? She talks about her seeing what's happening but not controlling it... She talks like me, but... why?

A loud clang then echoed throughout the room it seemed we were in. The mirror's length grew to the size of what seemed to be more like a wall now, and the changeling looked around frantically. I was forced to look in whatever direction she was looking, both sides of the room on both ends of the mirror the same.

Then it hit me... This is what she was talking about. She was seeing what I was seeing. She was looking though my head as if it were some FPS. She saw everything I was doing, but could not do anything. It was like watching a reality like the one I was in currently... a mirror. Her body on one side, mine in the reflection.

She was the reflection, and she was showing me what it was like.

She continued looking around the room frantically, and I was forced to as well. "N- No!" she shouted. "You're not supposed to be here! Get out!"

Was she talking about me? It was hard to tell. I was facing from the mirror, the room looking peaceful and calm. I was shaking though, but it was her shaking, not mine.

I wished she hadn't turned me around.

I was completely shocked from the sight I saw, and I could tell she was too. My side of the room was peaceful, but hers was dark and looked like it came directly from Sonic.exe. Random blood splatters along the floor and the walls the bed misshapen and horrifying. Skulls and skeletons and what seemed to be fresh bones lied around occasionally.

As I was forced to stare, I could feel crying starting to come. "No... why are you here? This is not a place I wanted to see you again."

A tear fell down both our cheeks, though I wasn't sad at all. I could see darkness suddenly envelop the purple eyed changeling, and in response, darkness swarmed around the entire peaceful room I was in.

Foolish, simply foolish. If I must, I'll take both of you out at once. I'd regret it completely though. But taking out one of you will be enough in this state."

I didn't recognize the new voice. It was... dark and sinister. It reminded me of so many things...

"After all, a reflection is only a part of the original's imagination. Taking out one will snuff both out faster than any heart can beat."

Author's Note

Well here's the update! Sorry I haven't gotten around to most of my stories lately. I've been fairly distracted with other stuff. Though, I never thought I'd spend over a year making you wait. Sorry.

Chapter 15 - "Dreams Aren't Real... Right? So... What's This Then?" - Part 1

There's absolutely nothing intervening something that could be a dream or reality. You can be sleeping the most realistic dream, and even believe that its real. But then there's that time when you wake up, and you still think you're in the dream. Or, at least, you try to return to it by lying where you slept and trying to sleep.

Or you can traverse the most unrealistic dream ever, walking on air perhaps, and then you awake. You don't like the idea of returning to reality at all, and you once again try to traverse the thin portal called sleep and enter the dream world.

Again, there's nothing truly blocking either of these realms. You can dream when you feel like it. Imagination is just the beginning of a dream, and imagination is what you use to create a dream to reality.

Imagination points out what you want to be real. An adventure, a point of view, an experience. Even a story, all meant to be imagination, is what if not more people, what one person wishes to be true, in some perspective.

And in my case, the writer of this fiction, I do believe that I wish this story to be a little true in some way. To be in a world filled with magic and wonder that is a fantasy. A world where you have a different outlook on life or the perspective you're given. To me, that's what this story is.

But in the end, like most things, I must recognize that that is a dream that I cannot make real for myself. That I will just be a writer who wrote this story to wish I was a pony in the land of Equestria. But since I recognize that it will always be a fantasy, I will instead recognize that if I did not wish for a fantasy like that, then I would not have created this story. I would not have given a solid example of what it might be like.

After all. Dreams, no matter how realistic or unrealistic they may be, they are the foundation of everything. And whether you want to make it happen or not is up to those who have those dreams. Cause in the end, its only a matter of time before something could indeed make it true.

The Bedchamber - February 24th 985

I awoke in a cold sweat. I didn't normally dream, much less what I saw there. Nightmares to me were less common than dreams, but somehow, I had one.

I looked around and rubbed my head, getting the sweat off where it wasn't needed. Looking at the room made me feel safer, and I liked that. It calmed me down.

But what was that about? That didn't seem like much of a dream at all. It seemed too real... but I had woken up like it was just a dream. It was all just so... confusing.

My thoughts were interrupted when a few knocks came on the door.

Before I could answer, the door opened and Sunset Shimmer walked in. "Hey Blue! How are you feeling?"

"Uh... I'm.. I'm fine. Just woke up from a weird dream. Um... why are you barging into my room..?" I knew it wasn't my room, but I might as well call it that for now.

"What, I'm not allowed to check up on the only other pony smaller than an adult who lives in this castle?" she inquired.

"I have two responses for that," I counter. "First off, you forgot out changeling friend. And second, why knock if you don't wait for an answer?"

"Well, what if you weren't in the room? There's no one to answer and I don't want to wait out all day. Second... after that weird incident that happened with you, Celestia and... him... I've mostly been ignoring him."

"Oh..."

"Don't... worry about it. Its just some personal thing..."

"Right.."

"So, anyway, bad dream?"

"Yeah... Some... really crazy dream. Oddly enough, it felt like a dream, but I didn't feel in control when I knew that."

"Oh?"

"Yeah. I once heard that once you are aware that it is a dream, you can control what it is and how it works. But... I wasn't in control. And two voices I'd never heard before came up... One that was controlling me, and another that... seemed to want to control the other."

She blinked. "That is... really freaky... I mean, I haven't heard of being able to control dreams at all, but someone controlling you, and then afterwards, someone trying to control them? That is very creepy."

I shrugged. "Yeah, it is..."

"Do you... need assurance that everything's alright?" She said with a smile.

I chuckled. "No.. that not required."

"Good, cause I probably wouldn't be that much help anyway. I'm not some crazy colt who doesn't speak our language."

"No, but you were the one to cast a spell to translate it instantly as I speak it."

She tilted her head a bit. "True, true," she giggled. "That is why I am the Princess' Protégé."

"Can't pin that against you."

"No, you can't." She smiled.

I shrugged and stood up, getting out of the bed. "Well, thanks for checking up on me. I'm doing fine."

"No problem, Blue."

"So... is there any other reason you're down here?"

"Oh, right! Thanks for reminding me. Actually, Celestia wanted you to come down to the training room."

"Training room...?"

"Mhm. She wanted to see how well you were doing with your magic and studies."

I was a little shocked, honestly. "The princess want to see how _I'm_ doing?"

"Yeah," unset replied. "Why else would she put you in school herself if she didn't want to check up every once in a while?"

I bit my lip. "I guess that makes sense... but what would she want to know?"

"Just how you've been doing with it all. If anything, it doesn't seem that different than what I do every week or so."

"I-I see... Well, where is this training room?"

"Come on, I'll show you. Its outside the castle, where the royal guards train."

"Oh, I see. Doesn't seem fitting to have a room like that in the castle."

She giggled. "Yeah, it wouldn't. Well, anyway, lets get moving. It'd be rude to keep the princess waiting."

The Training Room February 24th 985

Sunset and I walked into the room, seeing it full of guards, all swinging at each other with practice weapons, honing their skills. We gazed around, searching for the princess, but saw no sign of her.

"She's not here..." I noted to Sunset.

"That's odd... she said that she would be here to test your progress."

I shrugged. "Do you think that we should wait for her here?"

She nodded. "Yeah, that's probably a good idea." We walked over to the stands, where some other guards and some ponies from Canterlot were watching. We didn't talk much until she broke the silence. "So, do you enjoy it here?"

I turned to her. "Huh? What do you mean?"

"The castle!" she said, as if it was obvious. "Its been a while since you've appeared and lived in there with us, the Princess and I. And all your weird nonsense that's been happening a lot around you, Prince Blueblood, the changeling.. I mean, nothing like that was happening until you showed up. And of course, you came here speaking a language completely unknown to everyone, even the Princess! That's something extraordinary."

I blinked at her. "And you're wondering if I enjoy it here?"

She nodded. "Well, I just assume that its a lot to take in. You just sorta... appeared. Called yourself a weird name, even for a pony. And with all this happening to you, I'm just curious if you're overwhelmed... if this is the right place for you."

I looked down at, but didn't really pay attention to, the guards practicing their combat on the center floor. She was right on the dot. I just popped into existence here, it seemed. Right in the middle of Canterlot. Invaded the castle, got accepted, and then had all this weird stuff happen to me.

"I suppose it has been really weird..." I replied. "But if I were to think about it, nothing in my life has truly been this exciting to where I ever thought I'd get it like this."

"R-Really?"

"Yeah. I suppose that, for a while, I guess I wanted to know what it would be like to be in Equestria, and now I am here. Meeting with Prince Blueblood is just a thing in life that happens, so I'm not especially worried about that. I've always found changelings pretty interesting when I heard about them. Their one main spell they all know is to become a disguise."

"Why do you find that interesting, them being able to become anypony? They do that so they steal the love that another pony has for someone, just to feed themselves!"

"Well, if you were really hungry and was being refused to have some by probably the only group who can give it to you, wouldn't you try to sneak and steal food? I mean, you need to eat to live. Its just how they need to live and as it stands, no one here accepts them so they can have love normally."

She paused for a bit, as if pondering that over. "I-I guess that's true..."

I just nodded. "But as for why I find it interesting... Well, I suppose that its just a way to become someone else. To not be yourself. Not be the same pony each and every single day. To be able to become someone else it just amazing."

"Why would you want to become somepony else?"

"Well, I get tired of being myself. Following one guideline or another. I like to imagine myself being away from my own body and somewhere else. Its another way of being free to not always be yourself and follow one or the same guideline."

She seemed to ponder it a bit, but I just kept going. "But I suppose that there might be one other reason. Have you ever read stories about super heroes, who go around with super powers and fight crime for the good?"

That seemed to snap her out of the pondering. "Yeah, why do you ask?"

"Well lets say that you can have any super power you want. Anything you can think of, from tireless flight, unlimited magic, enchanted items, or even a few of those things together. If you could have any super power you wanted, what would it be?"

She just blinked at me. "Why would you ask such a childish question?"

"Its rhetorical," I responded. "You don't need to answer, its just a thought."

"But why do you ask?"

I looked over to her. "Well, long time ago, I realized that I could never just settle for just one, endless flight or even enchanted items. Because that would mean I could not have another. I would be stuck following those same powers until I either stopped using them in general, or died. It wouldn't be fun to be stuck with the same stuff over and over."

"You mean like being yourself all the time?"

"Exactly. Its not exciting to me to be able to do one thing but not have the ability to do another, if I were to say be a unicorn with magic powers, but not be able to fly like a pegasus or have farming skills and strength of an earth pony. As much magic I can learn, I could never do what they do, so its like following the same destiny over and over until it comes to an end."

She looked like the pondered it for a second then. "So... you'd want your special power to change?"

"To be more accurate, Sunset Shimmer, to copy. To see something happen and be able to do it myself. If one pony were to be able to do it, why not all ponies in some way? What's to say that a pegasus might eventually learn to do magic, or an Earth Pony find another way to fly, and a unicorn to farm? Some things that come naturally to one should be easy able to be learned, albeit with some difficulty to others, but what say that not being able to do it at all would just be... well, depressing."

"To copy something that another can do... huh?"

"Yeah. If you wanted to one day be able to fly without using magic or wings, that would be your superpower, or whatever you might be thinking that your superpower would be. And as mine, if I were to see you doing that, I would be able to mimic it and do it myself, whether with difficulty or not. And not just yours, really. Anyone's superpower. To be something other than myself. To do what makes others special. It sounds selfish, but really, there is no greater superpower than being able to do them all if they were played in front of you."

"I suppose that makes sense... and yes, it does seem selfish," she giggled.

I chuckled back. "Yeah, me and my selfish thoughts. Of course, superpowers are impossible. All there is appears as magic in one form or another. A changeling doesn't really copy either... just changes. But even so, its a start."

"I suppose it is."

Author's Note

EVERYTHING'S BREAKING

I'm serious. my Surface is breaking and its not working right anymore. I need a new laptop and I has no job to gets one.

Also, I'm lazy.

And I just now realized, on the early morning of October 30th that I almost published this chapter with a typo in the name of the chapter. What the heck. I started this chapter like a year ago, don't bother doing much with it and then I only realize NOW that I had a Typo? Wow.

At least I published something within 5 weeks of publishing something else >.>

Chapter 4 - Not Everything Should Be Kept Secret

We all have our own secrets that we try to keep hidden from others. Some are about others, while some are about yourself. The ones about yourself are usually something that you don't want the wrong people to find out about.

What secret have you not told anyone about? An embarrassing secret, or a dark secret? Whatever it is, you don't want some to know.

But no matter how hard we try to keep it a secret, we usually end up telling one or two people about it. Then when you ask them to keep it secret, they'll eventually forget about it and tell another person. Then they tell their friends, who tell their friends and it keeps going on until the wrong person finds out about it.

That's when you are getting laughed at more and picked on for telling one or two people that secret. That one thing that you knew would drag you lower than you already were.

Now you hate yourself for telling them that.

But what if you succeeded in keeping it to yourself? Then no one except you would know about it. No one picks on you because of it, and you keep your heads up.

Those are probably stuff that should remain a secret. But then there are the secrets of others that are told to you. What about those secrets?

They could be about anything, or anyone. Someone you are a close friend to, or a big jerk that hates you more than others.You might want some of those to remain a secret for your friend's sake, but you might want something to get out to get revenge on someone who hates you.

And so I'm asking you. What do you think should be a secret? Everything you don't want known about you, or only some of that for some to know about? But if you do keep it a secret...

...just how long until someone does find out?

Canterlot Castle's Kitchen Unknown Date

I could clearly see the tall white alicorn standing directly behind me, but I could not see her face. Either I was too short, or she was standing directly behind me.

I think it was both, because all I could see was her leg in my muzzle when I turned.

The guard that was standing directly beside me was now at least ten feet away from his previous position. I could tell that he was sweating. The sweat was still on his brow.

"Last I remember seeing you," she said, but it wasn't clear who she was speaking to, "you were passed out from the spell that my student cast."

She's talking to me, I thought.

"And now you're here in the kitchen making..." She bent her head down and sniffed at it. "...What is this?"

"W- Well, You're Highness," the guard began, "the kid here was wandering the halls not to long ago, and I brought him to the kitchen to get something to eat."

"But I don't recall us ever having this kind of food here before. As I asked, what is it?"

"Oatmeal," I said. They both turned to me. "Its oatmeal, Princess Celestia."

The guard wasn't surprised at my speaking, but I could tell that Celestia was at least a bit shocked. Her sudden movements to a voice she'd never heard before could surprise anyone(pony?).

"Oatmeal?" she asked. "I don't ever recall having this kind of oatmeal. Where'd you get it?"

"From in this kitchen. It's just regular oatmeal with a few peach slices and cinnamon. Anyone could make it if they knew how."

"And... you know how to make this?"

"Of course I do," I replied. "I would have used a microwave to make it a lot faster, but you ponies don't have one!"

"A 'microwave'?"

"He asked about that earlier, You're Highness," the guard spoke up, making us both turn to him. He was so quiet, I nearly forgot he was there. "I haven't the slightest clue to what he's talking about either."

"I see," the princess replied. "And what about this... oatmeal. How did you make it?"

"You should probably worry more about what it taste's like," I said to her. "Trust me, you'll like it."

"Oh?" She picked up a bit of the oatmeal with her magic. She was about to take a bite of it until I spoke up.

"You might want to be careful. It's still pretty hot," I warned her.

She smiled and blew a bit onto the clump of food hanging in the air. Then she took a bite of it.

I don't know exactly what happened, but I know I'll never forget that expression Celestia gave when she swallowed.

Here's a picture for better details.

Admit it. You laughed when you saw that picture. I did too.

"This has got to be the best oatmeal I've ever tasted!" she said, grabbing another bite-sized chunk in her magic. She popped the entire thing into her mouth before I had a chance to speak up.

"Um, Princess?" I called to her.

"Hmm?" she said with what could have been a spoonful of oatmeal in her mouth.

My stomach growled at that point. I blushed at its sudden noise, but it also helped explain what I wanted to tell her.

"Oh..." she said. "I'm sorry. It's just that I've never had food that is so simple taste so good!"

I laughed. "Well, if you don't mind, I would like at least some of the oatmeal in the pot. And I think he would like some to," I said, pointing my left hoof at the guard.

He blushed slightly as his stomach growled at the same time I pointed my hoof at him. "Well, I guess..." he said. "I am kinda hungry after an entire night shift."

Celestia chuckled. "I see." She then used her magic and picked up three separate bowls from a nearby cabinet. I couldn't see everything in there, but there were definitely a lot of bowls. She then picked up the oatmeal and put even amounts into each of the bowls. She also got three spoons from somewhere that I didn't notice. I was to distracted by the bowls to notice.

She kept one of the bowls and handed the other two to me and the guard. He immediately started to eat, along with the princess. I just sat there and stared at the bowl.

"What's wrong?" she asked me.

"Nothing, it's just..." I started, "I have no way of lifting this."

She looked at the bowl, and then back to me. She picked up my spoon with her magic. "Would you like me to help?"

I immediately backed away. "No thanks!" I quickly said. I grabbed the floating spoon in my mouth. I'll get creative, I thought.

I put part of the spoon in the oatmeal and braced for what I was about to do. "What's he doin'?" the guard asked.

I didn't see or hear Celestia give an answer in time. I had already begun what I was about to do. I quickly brought the spoon into the air and had the oatmeal fly above our heads. I dropped the spoon onto the ground and looked strait at the oatmeal that had stopped ascending into the air, and was beginning to come back down.

I positioned myself below the oatmeal, tilted my head up and waited for the result.

Take a guess at what happened. Your choices are:

A. I got it into my mouth.

B. It fell onto the floor.

C. It hit my face.

D. It stopped in midair and everything was stopped by Celestia.

What's the answer you chose?

Well, the correct answer is C. Why? Because C is for Cookie, and Cookie is for me.

Bonus Question: What part of my face did it hit?

Write your answer in the space provided.

The Correct answer is:

My Eye

I think that was a little too big, don't you think?

But yes, it did go into my eye. So if you ever see me in the hallways, imagine a big oatmeal clump in my eye and laugh. That might make you have a better day.

Then again, you don't know who I am. Furthermore, I'm not going to tell you, so that is pointless, isn't it?

MOVING ON!

I tried not to laugh at myself, like I usually did when something like this happened.

...

Like I said, I TRIED!

But I couldn't help it. Its not everyday that you have a huge clump of wet, mushy food in your eye. I could also hear the muffled laughs of Princess Celestial and the guard.

I turned my head toward them. "What are you doing?" I asked with a very serious face.

"Um, nothing!" the guard said and both he and Celestia went back to their oatmeal.

"No, you were laughing," I said. He froze. "You were laughing at the oatmeal that is in my eye."

He didn't speak, but silently nodded.

"Well why'd you stop?" I suddenly asked with a huge grin and a happier tone. "That was funny, and you know it!"

He was shocked at my sudden change in attitude. I might have been too, but that's who I was. I'm not always surprised at myself unless its something I don't normally do.

He and Celestial started their laughing again after a minute of silence. It wasn't the same type of laughter they were holding back, but it was laughter.

I smiled to know that I made two new people(ponies) smile right then. But then Celestial asked something that changed the entire mood in the kitchen.

"Oh. I was so caught up with the oatmeal, I never got your name."

I immediately stopped doing... whatever it was I was doing... and just stared, wide eyed, at the floor beneath me.

"M- My name?" I repeated. "Y- You want to know my name?"

"Yes," she replied. When she saw my face, she asked: "Is something wrong?"

Something was wrong. Something that I didn't want to admit. I could still remember my old name clearly. (Content lost due to Author's carelessness. =P) That was my name. My name. Not my sister's, or my brother's. Mine. Mine alone. There were others that shared some of that name, but none of it was the same as the one I had.

There was nothing wrong with it too. Nothing at all. It was a great name. I couldn't ask for a better name. But there is a reason I hated it.

The reminders.

No matter how hard I tried to forget all the pain I've ever gone through, there was always one way it came back to me. My name was one of them. Others would always annoy me by calling me something close to that name, but always different. No matter how many times I told them otherwise, they always did the same thing.

My name was a permanent reminder of all the bad times I had in life. And that's why I hated it.

"N- Nothing's wrong!" I lied. I hated lying. Dishonesty separated people from each other. It could turn the closest of friends to the bitterest of enemies. That's why I like to tell the truth more often then lies. I only did lie when I certainly didn't want some secret of mine to be found out.

"Then what is your name?" she asked again.

I could feel the sweat flowing down like a pond from my brows. "I'm going for a walk," I said before turning to the doors.

"What about your oatmeal?" the guard asked.

"Lost my appetite," I replied. I pushed the door open and exited into the large hallway of the castle's interior. I walked as fast as I could through the winding hallways.

*Clop, clop*. *Clop, clop*. The sound of my hoofsteps echoed through the hallway as I went through. I was getting better at walking since yesterday.

I eventually found my way back to a familiar set of large doors. Not the doors to the throne room, but to the outside. I used all my strength to open it and stepped into the cold night air. The gates to the city of Canterlot were closed.

"Figures," I mumbled to myself. I turned left and found the statue garden again. I walked over to it, this time keeping my head up in case of evil Discord statues appearing in front of me and slamming my horn into my head.

An idea for an advertisement appeared in my head.

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Want it further in your statue garden? BOOM! They already moved it there! Want it given as a gift to somepony else? BOOM! They've already wrapped it for you and sent it! Want it demolished?

Too bad! That's an evil God of Chaos we're talkin' about! You have to call 1-800-Elements-of-Harmony.com if you want that problem fixed. For our services, call This-Number-Is-Stupid.org, and you could never not have your evil God of Chaos moved never again!

I chuckled. Sometimes, I even made myself laugh.

I stopped in front of the familiar statue of Discord. "What's going on," I said to the statue. "Nothing is as it seems. You aren't free, Twilight Sparkle isn't Princess Celestia's student, and Sunset Shimmer is here in Canterlot in her place. I just don't understand what's going on."

I paused to catch myself between breaths. "Why did all of this happen to me? What have I done to deserve this?" I paused again. "Why didn't I just tell them the truth right then and there? Its not like they would have told anyone I was from another world. Who would have believed them if they did?"

I sighed and looked at the statue stuck in a cackling pose. "Here I am talking to you again when I don't even know who I am anymore. I was just sent here yesterday with no purpose, no reason, and no idea what was going on. I run into the one familiar thing, and it was you. How does that make you feel, Discord?"

There was a silence that hung in the air around the statue. "Heh. What am I doing here, really?" I closed my eyes. Suddenly, several flashes of a green ground filled my head. Following the images, there was pain. Nearly unbearable pain.

I gasped for air the moment the pain came to memory. What was that? I turned back to Discord. "Was that you?"

"Was what who?" someone asked from behind me. I jumped and turned around to find a red and yellow manned filly sitting behind me.

"Oh, it's just you, Sunset Shimmer," I said between breaths.

"What's just me?" she asked. "Why are you talking to a statue?"

I turned back to the statue and turned my head. "I don't know. Probably because I tend to talk to objects as if they were real."

"If that's the case, why don't you just talk to a prettier statue? That one's hideous." I laughed. "What's so funny?"

"N- Nothing. It's just that... Heh... That you insulted him!"

I kept on laughing while she rolled her eyes. "And, why is insulting a statue funny?"

I fake gasped. "You mean you don't know?"

"Know what?"

I fake gasped again. "She doesn't know..." All of my slightly sinister plan was falling into place...

"Know what?" she asked again.

"This is worse than I thought. She is in danger of not knowing..." I was trying my hardest not to laugh, but I think that I was giving a sinister grin out of her sight.

"Not knowing what?" she asked for a third time, this time with a bit of force in her voice.

I turned to her. "This statue," I pointed to Discord behind me, "is none other than the God of eternal Chaos, Discord! Nopony, and I mean NOpony, has ever insulted him to my knowledge."

She stared at the statue, and then back at me. Then back at the statue. Then back at me. "Are you pulling my leg?" she asked.

I tilted my head from side to side. "A little," I admitted. "He really is the God of Chaos."

"Never heard of him," she said.

I fake gasped for a third time. "How could you?" I asked, pretending to be surprised at what she was saying. "How could you insult him?"

"What's bad about making fun of a statue?"

"Point taken," I whispered. "Anyway, what are you doing out here? Shouldn't you be in bed?"

"I could say the same thing to you," she replied. "Not everypony tends to walk out into the statue garden at night just to talk to some God of Chaos or something."

"Well, not everypony knows he's the of of Chaos," I countered. "For example, you, Princess Celestia's personal student, didn't know."

"Should I know?"

I had to think about that. For all I knew about her, she went to the other world through the mirror and was set on conquering Equestria by using Twilight's crown as a power source. I never knew anything about her knowing about Discord. That was never mentioned in Equestria girls.

I also remembered Celestia mentioning that Sunset Shimmer was her student before Twilight. But if this was at all the same universe, wouldn't she be as greedy as I thought she was? This filly that sat in front of me seemed more innocent than Fluttershy.

"I'm not sure," I finally answered.

"Well, why don't we head back inside?" she suggested. "It's still night, and I don't the guards can take another fiasco like the one you pulled yesterday."

I chuckled silently to myself. Too late. I got up and followed her back into the castle.

"So how did you become Princess Celestia's student?" I asked.

"Hmm? Oh, that," she said. "I don't exactly remember everything, but I think it was during the last Summer Sun Celebration. I always wanted to see Celestia personally raise the sun. You could never imagine the way I felt after witnessing that glorious event. Anyway, I was so inspired from that day, I decided to join Princess Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns."

Wow, I thought to myself. So far, this is just like Twilight's story on how she became Celestia's student.

"I studied day and night for what seemed like forever. When I finally got accepted, I was overcome with joy. What I didn't realize..."

"Was that you had to take an entrance exam?" I interrupted.

"Y- Yes," she replied. "How do you know that?"

I shrugged. "No reason," I lied. I thought it better not to tell her about Twilight. At least, not yet.

"Well, the entrance exam was certainly something I didn't expect," she continued. "I was nervous at first, but when I realized that all I had to do was preform one of Star Swirl the Bearded's old spells, I was certainly more confident."

"Oh?" I commented. I guess it's not the same for everyone. "What was the spell?"

She shrugged. "I don't remember. Anyway, after I preformed it several times, Celestia came in and recognized my talent. Then she said that I was going to be her personal student."

"Just like that, huh?"

She shrugged again. "I guess. Like I said, I don't remember the spell, but I guess that it was something that was difficult or most other unicorns to do."

"I guess," I agreed.

We took a left turn. "What about you?" she asked. "How can you hear Equestrian and know what others are saying, but not speak it yourself?"

I think my heart skipped a beat again. "N- No reason. It's just that Equestrian was a lot like my old language, and I got used to hearing it. I think you didn't understand my language because you've never heard it before."

"I think that makes sense. What was your old language?"

"English. You've probably never heard of such a thing."

She shook her head. "No I haven't."

We stayed silent as we made several turns throughout the castle. I guess there was nothing to talk about for a while.

"So what's your name?" she finally asked, making my heart skip another beat. "You already know mine, so what's yours?"

I didn't freak out as I did earlier. I still didn't want others to know my real name, even though it was what I was used to other people calling me. But you also have to remember, there are no people here.

I was horrible at coming up with names, especially if it was for a pony name. So I decided to use what I had come up with a long time ago. A new name for myself.

I just calmly smiled and said to her: "Blue. My name is Blue."