Author's Note

Sorry for the long pause in the story, fans! But here is the next chapter! Hugs and kisses!

Intertwining

Zumba staggered around, swinging his whip wildly. As it passed Eclipse, he caught it and leapt at the zebra, aiming for the neck. The blades pierced and blood gushed out. Eclipse panted and came down from his rage, realizing he broke a rule of ninja combat: Never let emotions cloud your thinking.

As Eclipse stood up, he turned to Mira, and quickly trotted to her. He picked her up gently, and she groaned in her half-asleep state. He headed to the darkness which was the night outside.

“We’re outside Mira,” Eclipse shed tears of joy into Mira’s dress. “Now we just have to find our baby,” He breathed the refreshing night air, his thoughts returning to his main foe: Satine. I’ll have to get her sooner or later. He thought as he took off in flight, heading to the mountains while his achy shoulders strained to keep Mira upright.

The flight was tricky with him being out of practice, so they had to take temporary shelter. Another problem was there were no recognizable landmarks or cities, and he was barely clothed, so they wouldn’t even be able to get a public place to stay, like an Inn.

He eventually landed on a rocky ledge, and peeked into a small cave.

“It’ll have to do…” Eclipse set Mira down on the floor, taking off his pants. He shivered at the cold, but proceeded to fold up the garment and place it under Mira’s head.

He cuddled up to her body and shivered. When his hooves started to become numb, he sat up, getting on top of Mira. Eclipse slowly tugged at the straps to take it off. He reluctantly pulled the dress all the way down her body, and put part of the dress on his hooves, the top portion resting on
Mira, still keeping her warm.

Mira’s eyes fluttered open, and she tremored at the crisp dry air. As she moved to get more comfortable, she realized she was undressed. She shifted to the other side, where her back had been, and saw Eclipse.

She moved closer to him, seeing he was awake. Her hard nipples rested on his arm.

“Where are we?” She asked.

“I don’t know,” he answered. “Satine’s mansion must be in a remote location I don’t recognize. We’ll have to stay here for the night.” He held Mira close, trying to share the heat. He knew how to build a fire, but if he left, he’d use up a lot of his body heat and might not make it back, and then Mira would freeze. It was safer to stay together.

“I-it’s so cold here,” Mira stuttered.

“I know. But, if we remain like this, our combined body heat will keep our cores warm until morning.” He sniffed her scent and sighed. “You scared me back there. Your transformation and the brainwashing. I thought I’d lost you.”

“I… I’m sorry, I remember going into it, my… ahem, special spirit fought it, but something about that enchanting was something I have never dealt with before.” She sighed and gently stroked the still-tender scar on her eye. “Eclipse, I can’t see out of this eye,” Mira concluded after closing her other eye, and seeing nothing but darkness.

“You’re still alive...and with me. We’ll get through this together.” He started to get sleepy, but fought it off. He had to stay awake to make sure Mira would survive. But, the escape and fights were starting to catch up to him.

Mira watched Eclipse nodding off and then waking up over and over.

“You have to sleep. You’ll go insane like this!” Mira kissed Eclipse tenderly, putting her legs around his for warmth.

“Sleep deprivation was part of my training,” he yawned. He wanted to rest after the fight, but Mira would be warmer if he were awake.

“Well, if you absolutely insist,” Mira closed her eyes and curled up, falling asleep within seconds.

*. *. *.

The morning sun rose and warmed the cave of the two runaways. Eclipse felt the warmth and realized he’d fallen asleep during the night. He quickly checked Mira’s pulse and was relieved to find it was stable. He carried her to the entrance of the cave and lay her in the light.

Mira jolted awake at the feeling of the slightly more rocky floor of the entrance to the cave.

She yawned as she sleepily said, “Good morning Eclipse,”

Her nipples erected in the crisp-but-warm air, sending chills down her spine. She looked around lazily as she took in the surroundings.

Eclipse stretched and readied his wings. “I’m going back to the mansion,” he said. “I need to get us some clothes and try to find records of Satine’s sales.”

“What? Are you crazy!?” Mira sat up and snapped at Eclipse. “Going back to the mansion is the worst thing you could do right now. And,” She stood up and went to the spot where they slept. “We have these,” Mira held up the dress and the pair of pants.

“That’s only enough for one, and this place is very remote. When the alarms sounded, everyone fled, and I don’t think she’d want the police to find a harem of slaves upstairs. Besides,” He knelt down to eye level, “How else are we going to find Midnight?” Midnight had been the name they secretly given to their baby when running through the halls of the mansion.

Mira teared up at the mention of their son. She shot a look down on the gravel ground. Their poor Midnight was probably in a worse place.

“What do you think they’re doing to him? Those inconsiderate monsters! They’ve probably already molested him!” Mira burst into tears. Eclipse knelt to hold Mira.

“Hush. Don’t think about that. I’ll find the sales records and we’ll track him down.” He flew into the air and headed back to the mansion. The place looked just like they had left it the night before. He walked into the main hall and saw Zumba’s body. He ignored it and moved upstairs to find an office or study.

He checked every room he saw until he found what looked like Satine’s office. Filing cabinets were arranged along the walls leading to the main desk, each marked with letters. Eclipse opened the nearest one marked “A” and saw folders inside with names. The names of the many mares she had raped, manipulated, and used. He closed the drawer and found the “M” case. Mira’s folder had only one paper in it, the record of the sale for her single son. He took the whole folder and then moved back to one of the bedrooms.

Unfortunately, it was more like a soft, kinder version of the “play rooms” Satine used when she used him for fucking the other mares. Eclipse left that room and headed downstairs back to Zumba. “You won’t need these anymore,” he said and stripped the body.

*. *. *.

Mira held her knees together close to her chest, preening her feathers with her fingers, and occasionally with her muzzle. It must have been a trait she inherited from her dear Bubbles.

Eclipse came back with new clothes for them and more importantly, the file on Midnight. He landed and helped Mira to practice the odd job of preening. “Feeling better?” he asked.

“Yeah, I suppose so. Do you have the file?” Mira was so distracted with the thought of finding Midnight that while Eclipse’s face was buried in her plummels, she folded them inward, slapping him lightly in the ear.

Mira had plummels, which made her flight silent like an owl, compared to the sing-song leathery flap of a bat pony’s wings, or the normal noisy flight of a regular pegasus. They didn’t help much, though, because of her crystal, which jingled with every movement.

“Ow,” he cringed. “Yes, I got it. It says he was bought by a pony named Jet Set for ten million bits.”

“T-ten million bits?” Mira stuttered.

“Yes, now do you remember seeing this face at the club?” Eclipse handed her a picture of a snooty-looking pony. He had a gray-black mane and tail, with a silvery coat. a pair of small, round spectacles rested at the end of his long, square snout. Mira thought back to her ‘show’ at the club, searching the crowd that she didn’t pay a lot of attention to, but the face DID ring a bell.

“I’m not quite sure, but I think I recall seeing this ‘Jet Set’ once before, at the club.” Mira threw the thought around her head some more.

“Then we have something to go on. Let’s go find our child.”

*. *. *.

As the two runaways traveled for a city, Eclipse gathered anything edible and safe, mostly berries and a few pieces of fruit. Every time they made camp, Eclipse would make sure Mira was comfortable before he did anything. They would talk more in depth about parts of their lives and what they planned for the future.

“I do hope that, when we settle down, we can get a proper marriage. As well as a cabin in the woods. I have always wanted a wooden cabin.” Mira sighed drearily, huddling close to Eclipse as a light drizzle of rain started to seep from the clouds.

Eclipse held her closer. “I’ll get you anything you want, my love. My clan believes I’m dead, so I’ll stay and protect you.” The rain started picking up, and the physically unwed couple fell asleep in each other's presence, their spirits intertwining in their own weddings.