the fading stars of discord

The sun came through the blinds like a death ray to Swirls eyes. He sat up and pulled the paper off his face and stared at his mess. his pet owl flew around his head trying to wake it up. Stacking his books back up he stood and walked over to the front door putting his favored hat and cape back on. He wore them to impress the kids, but now a days he had grown attached to it. stepping down the stairs he went through the morning routing. he waved to the cherry children, nodded to old man Woodlenn, and finally tossed a piece of bread from his cape and tossed it to the young shy songbirds. It was a quiet little area that he had grown atached to. And truth be told he was beginning to like it.

he walked towards the main dirt road in time for a breeze to hit his face. "star swirl" He turned expecting somepony to be behind him but he was only greeted by loneliness. Continuing down his path the breeze keeps a constant flow against his face. "na, na, nanana, nana, nana, naaaaanaaaa" He turned, his horn glowing ready for a fight. Equestra might be a safe land, but no pony could ever be to cautious. Star Swirl scanned the surrounding area a few times to be safe before letting his horn relax. Looking around he began to notice signs of a struggle. Quicker than before he tried to figure out where he was. He didn't recognize this road, and began to grow nervess. The old grey hairs on his neck stood up.

Returning his gaze to the road he studied the struggle.grass was torn up. there was carriage marks that left from the direction he was coming. a carriage? not many came through this road. He kept looking up the path. "almost there" That was it. he turned on a dime and shot a bolt of magic behind him. but only bowed his head in shame  when it flew, hit, and designated a tree. "hhhhaaaaaaaaaaaa" Ignoring it he trotted up the path. What was going on here, and what was he hearing. was it somepony playing tricks on him or was he finally loosing his mind. either way he had to follow these tracks, some pony could be hurt and need his help.... or worse.

finally the woods came into view..... and unfortunately, the tracks lead right into them. complete with a hole where it crashed through the old and might he add, creepy, looking trees. Running up to them he investigated really quick. he found traces of blood, everywhere. and claw marks on all the tree limbs surrounding the hole. as he was about to run in something caught his eye. fur. But it was.....pink? "now who has pink fur" he grumbled to himself. then his whole heart froze stallions that crossed him. They had pink fur. and the only ones left that would still have it was.... He burst into a full gallop into the woods. Ignoring any  branch or twig or even the acational tree that got in his way. Finally the first guard came into veiw. Or rather the first body. The stallions fur was still mostly pink and what wasn't pink was red with.... NO! he couldnt focause on that. Running he made a mental note to come back for them but just, not right now. " Look who's only a few hours to late"  "BUCK OFF!" Swirl shouted to the voice.

finally, finally, the carriage cam e into view. or...what was left of it. the smoldering remains lay there still letting off smoke. Upon seeing it swirl could not take it. "Comit where are you!" He screamed it at the top of his lungs. looking frantically he noticed a small patch of hair. Garbing it in his magic, he pulled it close. Yes! that was definitely the princes but he had to hurry, who knows whats happen to him. using one of his costume tracing spells he didn't have time to take notice of the feral cragadile sneak up behind him. Growling it charged, ready to swallow the old pony whole.but before he could the old pony telaported behind it. charging energy in his hoofs. the creature turned in time to see the wizards old cold hoofs hit his face and send all the energy coursing through it.

the monster flew into a far off tree bringing it down. But he didn't care. finishing his tracker spell he smiled and telaported. far....far...from these woods. far from Equestria. he could feel himself travel the great distance bu he did not care. He had to save Comit. that wasn't an accident. his carriage was attacked and the attackers won.