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the New Student
Knight of the Heart
My name is Champion; I’m the last pony that even I expected to be where I am now. Like Princess Twilight Sparkle before me, I studied magic as hard as I could, never for a minute thinking that I would be the best. But here I am; Princess Celestia’s third student here at the Canterlot School for Gifted Unicorns. I hated that school, but I couldn’t bear to leave. Not after all the trouble Princess Twilight went through to put me there. What I hated the school for wasn’t the classes, they were a breeze, easy for me to get. What I hated about the school was the rest of the students.
This hatred started the first day, when Princess Celestia introduced me to the school as her new student. Everyone who actually worked for that position started to hate me, but they didn’t know that I had no time to work for it. Until I was taken in by Princess Twilight, I was all alone in the world, no family, no friends, no one. She taught me everything she could, which was enough to pass the Entrance Exam. But it was my past that got me my position as Celestia’s student. And I hated that.
My greater story begins when Princess Celestia summoned me to her throne room. My dragon assistant, Scorch, read a letter with only five words written on it.
“Champ, see me at once.”
When I went to the tower, I noticed somepony standing in front of Princess Celestia. She was a silver unicorn with a blue mane and tail, I couldn’t see her eyes, but she didn’t have a cutiemark. Just like someone else I know.
“Champ, this is my friend’s daughter Melody,” Princess Celestia said. “Mel this is Champion, my third Student.” Melody turned around to meet me, showing her ruby eyes. There was definitely something special about her, otherwise I wouldn’t be brought here to meet her.
“Nice to meet you,” I said. Already I was looking for a reason not to like her. Melody smiled quietly, not bothering to respond. “Why isn’t she saying anything?” I asked Princess Celestia.
“She has very damaged vocal chords,” She answered. “And she’ll be staying in the school until we find a healing spell that can mend the injury. Not to mention as my sister’s student.” My eyes widened. Were they planning on putting her with me? That was stupid! “She’ll be staying with her until the new tower is finished.” I relaxed a little; at least I didn’t have to worry about having a conversation, let alone monopolizing one… or worse… I’d rather not have that train of thought. But then I hopped on another train, why did Celestia summon me to meet her if there was literally nothing to do with me?
“Princess Celestia?” I said. “I have one question for you.”
“Ask away, Champ.”
“Why did you bring me here if this had nothing to do with me?”
“I’m pulling you out of your classes and teaching you and Mel myself… with Luna’s help, of course.”
The Friend I Never Had
The summer of that school year came within the week, and Princess Celestia sent me back to Ponyville to spend it with Princess Twilight. I would’ve been fine with that; Princess Twilight was the one pony I felt I could fully trust with anything. But I wasn’t going back alone. Melody was put in my care for the summer, so everywhere I went, she was there with me. The only time I could actually think freely was in writing stories but I didn’t find a lot of help in it. We were in the chariot, Scorch the only company I could tolerate. The Pegasus flying the chariot kept a steady pace as they flew for the Palace of Friendship. I slid each of them fifty bits, thanking them for their service.
“So, here we are,” I said. “The only place still standing I call home.”
“What happened to your real home?” Melody asked telepathically. I showed her the memories of my home being destroyed by the monsters that were alien to Equestria despite the guard’s best efforts to stop them. “I see.”
“So, why did Princess Celestia send you here with me?” I asked. “Don’t you have a family to go back to?” then the door opened and Spike, Princess Twilight’s assistant Dragon ushered us in, both by name.
“Welcome home, Melody!” Princess Twilight said. “And you too Champ.”
“Melody’s your daughter, Princess Twilight!?” She rolled her eyes when I called her “Princess.” She didn’t like her friends calling her that, and she considered me a friend for some reason.
“Yes, she is my daughter. Why? Did you hear something about her at school?”
“Only that her vocal chords are damaged and that her mother is a friend of Princess Celestia. But if you’re her mother… then where’s her father?” Twilight looked down and I got the picture. Fifteen years ago, he died in the Kaiju War. Just like my mother, father, and sister. “Oh…”
“My father saving Equestria isn’t important,” Melody said. Saving? “What is important is that you’re here in Ponyville for a reason right?”
“Tsk,” I said. “Don’t remind me,” I was told to “make some friends” under orders of Princess Celestia… yeah right, like that would happen.
“Champ I was told about your orders for being here too,” Prin- Twilight said. “You didn’t strike me as the antisocial type I was before I came here.” It’s true. I wasn’t always against the idea of friends and relationships. In fact the only reason I was an antisocial jerk at this point was because of my experience at the school. But sometimes I think that the biggest mistake anypony could make is sending me to Canterlot School for Gifted Unicorns to be Princess Celestia’s personal student. I always thought it was an honor I didn’t deserve and everyone agreed though they didn’t understand that I think the same way… okay now I’m just brooding, Moving On!
“Champ, Listen to me,” Melody said. “You won’t get anywhere if you don’t trust anypony. This is the biggest lesson anypony has to learn.” I couldn’t take any more; I got up and left the Castle, going out into the streets of Ponyville to seek out sanctuary. Big mistake. Everywhere I looked there was friendship and unity in some way shape or form. I hated the town even more for showing me the one thing I could never have… then somepony jumped in my face.
“Hi! Are you new here!?” I looked this pony up and down, there was nothing about her besides her eyes and cutiemark that wasn’t pink. Her hair and tail were all over the place, like frosting on a cupcake gone wrong.
“Yeeeaaah,” I said slightly creeped out. “I’m new.”
“I’m Pinkie Pie; call me Pinkie, nicetomeetchawhatsyournamefavoritecolorfavoritefood-”
“Gah!” I said. “Slow down! Geez!” Pinkie giggled.
“I’m sorry, What’s your name?”
“Champion, the few friends I have call me Champ.”
“You seem lonely, why is that, Champ?” I froze when she called me “Champ.”
“When did I say we were friends!?” I exclaimed. “I barely even know you!”
“You don’t like making new friends?” Her hair started to straighten out a bit, and she looked like she was gonna cry. I hit myself in the forehead for being so stupid.
“It’s not that I don’t like making new friends… I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Come on then,” Her hair started to get puffy again. “I’ll help you make friends the only way I know how!” I had no idea where she was going with this, but I followed her. She led me back to Twilight’s castle, making me think that following her was a mistake. Funny thing, I’m grateful now that I did. inside was a party, the banner said “Welcome to Ponyville Champ!” and the whole town, who somehow made it to the Castle by the time Pinkie and I got there jumped up and said what was on the banner.
The Mute and the Mule
Scorch never did anything without my permission. Seriously, he asked if he could party with everypony else in the castle, only doing so when I said I had no problems with it. One of the donkeys in town came over to greet me, even though it should’ve been clear I didn’t want anything to do with anypony here.
“Hi Champ!” He said. “I’m Mulesworth, one of the town transporters,”
“Hi,” I said, annoyed.
“Great party, huh? They’re Pinkie’s specialty.” I didn’t answer. I tried to be quiet and out of the way from everypony, but then this happened.
“Yeah, right.” I told Mulesworth. He looked at me with genuine concern, a form of concern I hadn’t seen in the last year.
“Why aren’t you enjoying yourself? This is your party.”
“I never asked for it. I learned never to rely on anypony for anything.” The hurt on Mulesworth’s face was enough to make me hate myself. But then he seemed to get over it.
“Hey, you might not have asked for it, but here’s your chance to make a good first impression! I say take it!” Geez! Did this kid think badly about anypony!?
Before I could blink he was pushing me onto the dance floor with Melody not too far ahead of me. The music shifted to slow dancing. I looked over at the DJ to see that Twilight was pulling a few strings. I swear, everypony wants me to suffer. Melody put her head against my neck and we started trotting left and right, very slowly, very deliberately.
“You know,” Melody used the Telepathy spell, “This may be the first time I’ve seen you smile.” What? I was smiling? I guess it would make some sense, she smelled nice from this close up, she was so warm against me, and she just made me happy… this may be the first time I was happy since my family’s last trip to the Summer Sun Celebration… the memory made me back away from Melody as tears started to form on the sides of my face. “What’s wrong?” She asked. I couldn’t stay there. I ran out of the Castle, out of the square, out of the town, and into the woods.
The Witch Doctor
Author's Note
When Writing this, i actually cried a little, which is a good thing. Like if you felt the same way.
Author's Note
For those of you who:
The Dream I Had
The Dream I Had
Remember when I said I wrote stories? Well that’s not entirely true; I write comic-type books along a normal-ish storyline. I’ve had this little hobby since Twilight took me in. I always wanted to be a part of the stories I wrote. Scorch was the first one to know about this. Next in line was Mulesworth. It was about two days after my breakdown at the party, everypony knew to avoid me for my sake until the medicine that Zecora gave me was completely gone. Everypony, that is, except Mulesworth. He acted as my bedside nurse. The conversations we had were interesting, especially that day. I told him I wrote these books and how by comparison to the characters I wrote about, I was an ogre he started talking about things he wanted to do.
“I could be the transporter for the town’s import and export someday,” he said. “Or I could transfer to Canterlot and transport items there! Maybe I could become the first Donkey on the Royal Guard!” I laughed at this last one. “Your right not happening,” then he looked at me. “Who would you be?”
“I’d never be anyone,” I said.
“Just for fun who would you pick?”
“There’s nopony I’d rather be than who I am now.”
“Really? You seem to have a huge problem with the way the world is now. By the way what is it you have against the world?” I was caught off guard for a split second, admittedly. But then I sobered up and said what I thought was most appropriate.
“I’m not the one with the problem, the world seems to have something against me. everypony at school takes one look at me and they start talking, saying bad things behind my back. Judging me… before they could even know me… that’s why I was better off alone.” Mulesworth started to tear up a little. I couldn’t blame him, I wasn’t crying because after experiencing it for so long, I knew it wouldn’t help to cry.
“But y’know Champ, When we met I didn’t feel like badmouthing you,” Mulesworth wiped his eyes. “So there’s really nopony else you’d rather be?” I did the last thing I ever thought I’d do. And Melody came in to hear it.
“I guess I’d be a hero, With sword and armor clashing,
I’d sail away, I’d see the world,
I could be a poet, and write a different story,
I’d write a verse, recite a joke
So yes I’d be a hero,
We’d stand and stare, we’d speak of love
So yes, I'd be a hero and if my wish were granted
Read more at http://www.songlyrics.com/shrek-the-musical/who-i-d-be-lyrics/#iilTHgGwfg3qcaZ2.99
The Doppelgangers
Twilight gave me a book with strange chapters. It was written like a journal, but they were addressed to Princess Celestia until a certain point, from somepony named Sunset Shimmer. After that point, the entries were to Twilight. I didn’t get it, why would she show me this? Then the book started to glow and vibrate in my hooves. A new page appeared at the back of the book, along with a new message from this Sunset Shimmer.
“Dear Princess Twilight
I know I haven’t written to you in a while. Not since your daughter went on that little trip of hers, but Canterlot High needs your help. Not like last time, where new kids were the problem, but this time you could see the problem from space. I hope you can get here quickly, because the Rainbooms can’t figure this one out on our own.
Your friend here,
Sunset Shimmer.”
I couldn’t even process what happened before Twilight pulled the book out of my hooves and read the message for herself. Her face showed seriousness that I would never think of for something so… odd. Then she looked at me, then the book again.
“What did you read?” she asked
“I didn’t get a good look before you pulled it away.” I didn’t think I’d get anywhere with this, until Twilight proved me wrong.
“You wanna come with me?”
Twilight had set the book in a strange machine. Judging by the way it looked, it took whatever magic was in the book and transferred it to a mirror connected to the same machine. The bells and whistles on the machine started to go off, the lights started to go on and off and we rushed through the mirror, which I thought would break when we made contact with the glass.
Author's Note
I'm sorry, i just can't seem to get away from the "Equestria Girls" world. Maybe because I actually like Flashlight.
The Giant’s Sword
When Sunset Shimmer took us to what she wanted us to see, I knew she was exaggerating, but she was still pretty close when she said you could see it from space. She took us to central park, where fifteen years ago, Relies the leader of the Kaiju resurrected a dragon like ship to fly to Equestria to wreak havoc. Not only did I see no signs of that thing ever coming from the ground here, but there was a different form of debris entirely at one corner of the park, surrounding a large sword shaped statue… or was it a statue? It looked very real despite being over a thousand times my size. It was a single edged katana type, the blade’s edge facing the north side of the park. The Tsuba, or guard, was simply four sides disconnected from the others, but connected to the center by means of a separate piece. The hilt was wrapped in a blood red cloth on a vertical axis. I had no idea how I knew so much about weapons considering I had no experience with anything violent.
“What is this?” Twilight asked. Then she noticed some… body at the bottom of the giant weapon. “Girls!” She yelled to them.
“Twilight!” They all turned to her, ran and hugged her… funny thing, I’ve seen their faces all over Ponyville. Applejack ran the farm with Apple Bloom and their brother Big Macintosh, Rarity ran a boutique with her little sister Sweetie Belle, Rainbow Dash managed the weather and was often practicing to become a Wonderbolt (Celestia knows why, she’s better than any of them), Pinkie Pie was often throwing parties and Fluttershy was the Animal Caretaker. Then I noticed three more at the bottom of the weapon, coming over to greet the newcomers. They looked like Mulesworth, Melody and…and… Mulesworth looked at me and stopped in his tracks shock overcoming his face. I ran to the base of the weapon and touched the cold metal.
When everyone saw what I did, they all tried to pull me away, like they were trying to prevent something major from happening, but I got shocked and flew a foot off my feet. In my unconsciousness I heard a voice, not one of my quote-unquote “friends,” but a voice alien to my recent memory… yet somehow they rang a bell meaning that somehow I knew it.
“Please, won’t you revive me?”
Author's Note
If you haven't seen Rainbow Rocks yet, stop reading until you have and then read only after. Major Spoilers Ahead!
The Dazzling Past
The Dazzling Past
“So how did I act towards Twilight before you interfered in this?” Flash asked. “Involuntarily, I mean.”
The Monster’s Right Hand
And my arm was hurting, and the further away I got from Twilight and the others the less it seemed to throb. It seemed to be less of an internal pain caused by their presence, and more of a strain for my arm to get out of the cast it was in. We got back to the school when the Battle of the Bands was going to be announced, the noise and the arguments were unbearable. After a small attempt at shutting down the event, Twilight bumped into Flash.
“We really need to stop bumping into each other like this,” she said. I could tell that Flash wanted to say something nice to her, but he pretended to be a little bit of a jerk.
“You guys hear something?” when Twilight tried to repeat what she said: “There it is again! So annoying!”
“What’s gotten into you!?” Twilight started to look hurt, and I regretted the fact that Flash had to do this for my future.
“What’s gotten into me!? What’s happened to you!? You go home for, like, forever and come back only to try and stop the school’s biggest event!? I want this, Twilight!”
“No, Flash!” Twilight tried to reason with him. “I know you don’t really think that!”
“Then maybe you don’t know me.” Sunset shimmer took Twilight by the shoulders and guided her away from us. Right then I felt like a real A-class monster for having Flash say those things to Twilight. And I could tell it hurt him a lot more to say them. “Is she gone?”
“Yeah,” Sunlit Torch said. Flash put his back to the lockers, slid down them and started to cry. I wanted to comfort him, tell him I was sorry he had to say that stuff, but it didn’t seem like my place to try. I looked at Twilight who I could tell was wiping a tear from her eye. Sunset Shimmer wasn’t glaring at Flash anymore; she was looking cautiously at me! Why me!?
Then I realized something. My arm was still throbbing, even though they were out of sight five minutes later, and it was starting to hurt worse. I looked at the cast and noticed a faint blue light coming from within. When the light died down, so did the pain.
“What was that!?” Blueburst asked. “It was glowing!”
“I don’t know…” I said. “But I get the feeling we’re gonna find out by the end of this.” Flash looked up for a second, then another, and a full minute passed and his expression changed to one of confusion. I looked where he was looking, and I saw what he was so confused about. There was a man in front of us. All I could tell you about him was he was wearing a black coat. I didn’t see anything else, not his face; I didn’t even hear his real voice. He must’ve had a voice distortion device of some sort, his voice sounded unnaturally deep.
“The Nephilim… is Champion,” he turned away and walked into the crowd in the auditorium, disappearing from sight. At that point I had to know what he was talking about. I looked at Flash silently telling him what I was thinking.
“Champ! NO!” but it was too late, I grabbed the bandages around my arm and started to tear at them, it was easy to get them completely off, when the spikes popped out then retracted back into the monstrosity that was my right arm. It was brown scaled, like those of a cobra, if those were big as a knife’s blade. The only parts that weren’t covered were my fingers and the back of my hand, which glowed unnaturally blue with an unknown energy. Flash came over to me and punched me. “I warned you.”
The Battle of the Bands
“What is this!?” I said. Flash just gave me a glove that normally wouldn’t have fit the hand. But I put it on and rolled the coat sleeve down over it. I felt my eye, the left one, which Flash punched. There was a little bit of bruising under it, but it was fine.
“I told you not to take the cast off!” Flash said.
“I’m sorry! I just had to know!”
“Y’know what, forget it, let’s just get this over with. How close do we come to actually winning the battle?” Flash asked.
“Last stretch, then the Dazzlings beat you.”
“Wait, we make it to the finals?” Sunlit Torch asked. I shook my head and explained that the Dazzlings beat them just before the finals. “Okay.”
“So… Let’s do our best from here on.” Flash said. But he gave me and instrument to play… apparently they needed a keyboard player. There were only three really good bands in the battle, the Dazzlings (though I hate to admit it), the Rainbooms and us. When it was our turn to go on during the final stretch Flash gave one menacing glare to Twilight (Which I later punched him for), then he turned and walked onstage with the rest of us. We didn’t try as hard to win as we did to get here so there were a few mess-ups, but we still did pretty well. Especially considering it was my first time playing keyboard with fingers. Then the Rainbooms played “Awesome as I Want to Be,” and until they were finished I didn’t see how they could’ve possibly made it to the finals. Then I looked at Principal Celestia and Vice Principal Luna, the Dazzlings were working their magic on them.
The Music in Our Hearts
Later that night, the guys were setting the Rainbooms stuff up discreetly at the hilltop with the help of Vinyl Scratch, the only other person who was immune to the Dazzlings’ hypnosis (She never took off her headphones). It was time for me to see what my right hand could do, and I didn’t even have any intention of trying it out in the first place. The door was locked from the outside, but I didn’t have a key. I started banging on the door with my hands, getting just a little farther with my right hand, the one that would look monstrous if I actually let it out.
We will be adored, tell us that you want us
You’re never gonna bring me down,
We’re here to let you know
And you can try to fight
Here to sing our song out loud
Here to sing our song out loud
Author's Note
It was only during the making of that last chapter that i remembered the time that Rarity (Pony) kissed Spike, do not flame me for the invalid info i produce here.
Author's Note
okay i know this chapter is of the Cheese meter, but just go with it.
The Nephilim's Coat
The Nephilim’s Coat
“How would your friend not be born because of a kiss?” Twilight asked the next day. It was just after the revelation that it was, quite literally, my birthday. It also took me a while to get what it meant when Melody said that her father saved Equestria Fifteen years before I met her. But now I understood that her father was Wayvern, the Kaiju hunting King of Equestria who killed the Kaiju King Relies, and himself to save the universe from them. I also saw the Equestrian Flash around Twilight’s castle and Melody often called him “Dad” though she knew he wasn’t her real father.
“Well, Twilight, my friend is your daughter, but she isn’t Flash’s by birth. Her father died saving Equestria.”
“I already don’t like this guy,” Flash said.
“You will, he was your best friend when he met you.”
“Really?”
The Melody in My Mind
Why would Princess Celestia do that? Pulling me out of all of my classes wasn’t the right thing to do, was it? I mean sure I hated everyone in the classes I was in, but… I don’t know; I just couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that I would be leaving my classes for Princess Celestia’s personal tutelage. Then there was that new mare, Melody. Just who was the friend that she was the daughter of?
I was watching the sunset from my tower; it was the only thing that brought me happiness in this school, along with the ice cream I ate with the show. Princesses Celestia and Luna always took their time with it, to make sure I had something to look forward to every day. But today, the only thing that filled my mind were thoughts of my family, and the horrible accident that happened to them, leaving me to wander Equestria, looking for a home.
Then I heard the music, a pan flute coming from Princess Celestia’s tower. It snapped me out of my depressing daydream to notice that the sunset was over. Scorch was sound asleep in his bed, just at the foot of mine, so I guess it must’ve been late. I looked at the tower to see who was playing, and saw melody, moon raising behind her, using magic to hold the pan flute to her mouth… she looked beautiful.
“Well, that’s not how the world works,” Melody said. “In order to get anywhere, you need to trust other ponies.” Trust other ponies? Yeah right. It was because of other ponies that my family is gone… and the entire school hates me. Immediately I regretted that thought, because telepathy spells work both ways.
Author's Note
Okay... these next few chapters are gonna give me a lot of hate, specifically for altering the canon story. You guys have been warned.
The Days Before Me
The Days Before Me
“Sorry if I find that a little hard to believe,” Flash said. “But can you really blame me?” I stared at him, silently reminding him that he had a crush on a magical talking pony from another world. “Point taken.”