Chapter 1: Origins and arrival
Chapter 1: Origins and Arrival
Legends. Legends can be as old as time. Vampires, Wizards, Mages, Liches, Lycanthropes, and so many others. They make the past fascinating and frightening. But no one knows for sure if they truly exist. Two mysterious bruises overnight, telepathy, telekinesis, living corpses, the distant howling at the moon when full; all things to support the existence of these creatures and unnatural phenomenons but no solid proof. But one boy is about to discover a fact that makes him consider if all of the fairy tales he was told when he was young were not tall tales at all. But REAL.
Johnny is that very boy. He arrived on the doorstep of his “parents” one night, under very cliche circumstances. Yes, it was raining. The boy arrived in a small wooden cradle with a note being held by the boy. The note held several very simple words. “Beware the Calling of the Moon.”
As he grew up, he had several close calls with the curse. After the first encounter, the frightened parents considered giving him away but reconsidered after some arguing. They learned what triggered the change and moved to prevent it. They discovered that the curse would show in three circumstances: With extreme duress, feeling cornered, or seeing the full moon at night.
But the parents were afraid, yet still loving of the boy. They couldn’t stand to see their son to bear his curse, yet were too afraid to do anything. But as all kids do eventually, he grew up. He was an outcast at his school. At this point, Little Johnny was not so “little” anymore. He was 16 at this point, soon to turn 17. The school bullies loved to pick on him. Teasing him about everything they could possibly think of, just to get under his skin. Johnny put up with it for a long time but today was different. He had had it. The bullies plucked a nerve they never should have touched.
Driven by a blind rage, his sight had red rings around the edges, giving him tunnel vision. Minutes later, Johnny opens his eyes to a gruesome scene. Blood. Blood was everywhere. He knelt in the cafeteria, staring down at his bloodied hands. He looked around to see the tables completely red, a corpse was laying on top with it’s stomach split open. Near the candy dispenser was another body, or so he thought anyway. A faint whimpering was heard from the bloodied student, growing louder as he approached.
The female student suddenly yelled at him. “GET BACK!” Johnny flinched, having no idea what happened minutes before, only remembering himself being extremely angry. Her courage faltered as she weakly continued. “You’re a monster. You killed them all!” Sliding down the candy machine and onto the floor, the now-weeping student laid helplessly. “Just kill me now. No witnesses, right?”
Johnny knelt down next to the emotionally confused student, gently running his bloodied hand through the short blonde hair that the student had. “I’m sorry. I truly am.” He was only half aware of the whole situation. He knew what he was and when he transformed, but was unaware of the full spectrum of abilities that his ‘curse’ had blessed him with.
He stood up, and walked away from the sniveling student who would likely spend a while in a padded white room after this experience. Despite himself not knowing what he was doing, he walked out of the front doors of the school. The doors opened to reveal many flashing lights. Blue and Red. A news helicopter flew overhead, undoubtedly having noticed him by now was shining him with a spotlight.
A loud screeching sound was heard followed by an amplified voice. “SIR! please show us your hands and approach us slowly.” The spotlight from the helicopter followed his every movement. The reason for his next actions were unknown to anybody. He started running, taking off almost faster than the eye can follow. He took off right into the woodlands, away from the police, his movements were unable to be followed by the helicopter.
He was conflicted about his choices. He wasn’t sure what possessed him to make those actions, but he kept running. He was so lost in his thoughts that he failed to notice a cone form in front of him. As the woodland thinned out, he broke out into an open field, easily miles long. He could no longer hear the helicopter and he smiled, finally noticing the cone in front of him. He sped up even more. Breaking the sound barrier with almost too much ease.
He disappeared. The only remnant of his presence was a long burning section of grass. Johnny continued running, having nearly doubled his speed, the world passed by in an elaborately colorful blur. He felt something as he ran through the colorful tunnel. Almost like passing through a wall made of gelatin, The sensation caused him to trip and be flung through the end of the tunnel. His last conscious thought was of how dark his surroundings were.
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As Johnny became conscious an undetermined amount of time later, he noticed how badly his head was throbbing. The sensation was making him delirious and incoherent. Closing his blurry eyes and relying on his hearing and sense of smell and touch. From the lack of city noises, he knew he was nowhere near civilization; Which was expected, considering where the last place he remembered being in was a large field. The heightened sense of smell and the feeling of the fresh grass below him seemed foreign. The grass felt like silk and smelled like a freshly cut lawn. He determined that he was possibly in a remote location, far away from civilization. Perhaps even a sanctuary of sorts.
Eventually, his sight had returned to him. His head still throbbed but got up and focused on finding his way out of wherever he was. His eyes relayed information to his brain, telling him that he was in an unusually dense forest. He knew of none near where he lived. The only forests were very thin and could see through very easily. Looking ahead, he could make out a faint shape slumped up against a tree. What appeared to be… is that a pony? He wiped his eyes to be sure. The throbbing in his head became temporarily unnoticed as his brain tried to process what he was seeing.
Before him was a strangely colored pony. A blue coat with a vanilla colored mane. There was a pool of red around the pony. In that moment he realized that the pony was either dead or will be soon. He considered leaving it, but his conscience got the better of him. Deciding to help the pony, he rushed over and picked it up. The pony was surprisingly lightweight. He began to run. He had no idea where he was going, but it was better than here. He suddenly tripped and fell as something caught his eye. It was a blue wing that limply hung from the pony’s side. The sight was so impossible, that he lost concentration and face planted, releasing his hold on the pony as he went down. It was at that moment that he noticed the claw marks on it’s side. Ones he vaguely recognized as either a wolf or a bear, but he couldn’t be sure. He sighed and got back up. He walked over to the pony and picked it back up. He held the pony up to his ear to listen for a heartbeat but was unable to find one.
Putting those thoughts to the side, he studied the equine. Noting what it looked like and everything. He noticed the pony had a feminine stature, indicating it was female. Opening her eyelids revealed both eyes to be clouded. The color was of the eye was cobalt blue, just like her coat of fur. He then focused on her wings, noting how the wingspan was so small in comparison to the rest of the body. There was no way this pony could get airborne. It was impossible. The pony’s teeth suggested a herbivorous nature. The final outstanding detail was a marking on her rump, near the tail. The marking appeared on both flanks. It was a silver cloud that was blocking streams of light, presumably from a hidden sun.
He drew a cross shape on his chest with his finger, murmuring an inaudible prayer to take mercy on the pony’s soul. He picked up the body and began to travel in his original direction. After an hour, Johnny drops the body and makes a hastily made shelter with a small fire pit. mental exhaustion overpowering physical, Johnny taps out for the night, hoping for a peaceful rest.
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Mentally reinvigorated, Johnny shakes himself awake like a dog. He opens his eyes to find a most unfriendly sight. Before him, lays a wooden pile of twigs and branches, seemingly making soft snoring sounds. To his left, the torso of the pony corpse was torn completely open, The scent of the decaying corpse hits his nose, causing his eyes to water. He looks away from the gruesome sight, noticing that the literal ‘Timberwolf’ was now starting to stir. Johnny takes a look at himself. Blood. Great! Just perfect.
Groaning, Johnny stands up and dismantles the makeshift tent and douses the embers of the fire. He closes his eyes to give a moment of silence for the deceased pony and continues walking.
After three hours of straight walking, the forest begins to thin out. Sounds of civilization cause much anxiety for the young male. Eventually, the sight of civilization greets the humans eyes. A frown forms on his face after a long moment of staring.
"What the hell am I staring at? Some amish settlement?" He smirks at his absolutely horrid joke having no idea how technologically accurate he really was. Upon arrival at the edge of the town, Johnny sees another one of those ponies from before. This one seemed to be an auburn orange color with a long blonde mane. A cowboy hat rests on top of it's head. He ducks behind the nearest building without a second to spare as the pony glanced in his direction. After a moment, the pony seemed to shrug it off and walk away.
Johnny quickly skirts around the building and into a narrow alley between buildings. Surveying the area outside the alley, he begins to notice the extreme lack of humans in the settlement. Had he not known any better, he'd think he had somehow jumped dimensions into a world filled with pastel-colored ponies with not a single human to be found. The sheer absurdity of the possibility made Johnny almost laugh hard enough to be heard but he bit his tongue to stop the giggles.
His silent giggles come to a sudden halt as the air fills with a cheery music. Before his very eyes, a pink pony starts singing as she trots at a rhythmic tempo, matching the beat of the song exactly. The song being sung simply wanted to make Johnny throw up from how absolutely girly It was. He covered his ears to block out the sound but his eyes remained open. He saw a donkey walk past his alley carrying along a wagon full of knick-knacks and oddities.
Not mentally noting the donkey to be of any significance, he waits for the song to end. Soon enough, it finally does. Johnny quickly decides to not stick around incase another song starts. After checking to see if the coast was clear, and it was, He bolted across the street, using his new-found super speed. After almost falling over from the sudden stop, he looked behind him to see a slight distortion in the air. Smiling to himself and figuring that he’d look into what that was at a later point in time, since he needed to find out where he was. He began the epic journey that was a few simple steps through a few bushes and peered out to survey the area.
Great… They’re everywhere. Just perfect… Johnny was about to turn to try to find another way through when he stopped. There IS a way through, and that was to literally go through the crowd to the other side. Watching the crowd and the other side of the clearing for hiding spots, he noticed a large tree decorated with a door, several windows and a overhang with a telescope. He thought that there is no way that is a living space, but the view of inside from the open door changed his opinion on that matter.
Seeing a break in the crowd, he bolted through the street, only seen by the watchful, ducking inside and slamming the door. Breathing heavily, he slumped down and closed his eyes. Proud of himself for accomplish that even though he had a very basic idea of how to use the ability.
The sound of something hitting the ground made Johnny open his eyes. Nearby, stood a small bipedal lizard carrying a bucket of what seemed to be ice cream.
The tension was cut by a feminine voice coming from another room. “Spike! Help me find ‘Starswirl’s Guide to the Art of Summoning’ please! It seems to be missing.” The source of the voice appears in a doorframe as her dialogue ends. Johnny stands up and gets ready to run. “Spike?” The purple pony asks, fear evident in her voice. “Get the oth-!” Her voice is cut off as Johnny sprints past her.
Instinct taking over, Twilight lights her horn and makes an attempt to capture the creature that had just ran past her faster than Rainbow Dash could when flying. Deciding to act quickly, she scribbles out a letter and sends it to Celestia before rushing out the door in pursue of her friends.
Fifteen minutes later, Twilight was breathing heavily after the frantic sprint she just did. She might have just ran the entire stretch of the running of the leaves track just getting her friends together.
“Uh, Twi? can you explain what is going on and why you’re in such a hurry?” The tomboyish Pegasus asks with a bored expression.
“Girls… I… Was… attacked!” Twilight said in an effort to explain the situation with the least words to get moving in pursue of the creature. All five of the gathered ponies gasp. After a moment of shock, A small voice is heard. “Are you hurt?” Twilight shakes her head.
“It’s getting away!” Twilight shouted. “We need to hurry.”
“Okay fine. Where did you last see it?” Rainbow asks.
“Library. I was looking for a book on summoning and I walked into the living room where some creature was standing. Before I could react, it bolted. The speed of this thing can rival Rainbow Dash in raw speed.” Together, the 5 ponies help Twilight get back to the library where Spike was waiting, holding a scroll in his claws.
Opening the scroll, Twilight read the message aloud.
Dear Twilight Sparkle.
Your description of the creature and the abilities it expressed seem strange. After much thought, I believe this creature has the potential to be very dangerous to the ponies of ponyville. If my inner suspicions are correct. Capture this creature before nightfall, or else there will be much tragedy. Please, My Little Ponies, becareful. If I am correct, this creature is a werepony, or variant thereof. Rainbow Dash, as I am aware of your brash nature, take this to heart. After dark, this creature may be hostile. Please be wary.
Her highness, Princess Celestia.
The ponies glance at each other before rushing out of the door. Looking above, the ponies could see that it was atleast 6:00 in the afternoon. They had ONE hour to capture the creature before it hurt everypony!
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Johnny fled the treehouse and stopped when he came to the edge of the forest, naught 200 yards from the treehouse. He hid behind a tree and waited. Simply sitting down and waiting. After a while, he began to hear voices, but was unable to make out what they were saying.
A loud shout knocked him out of his revere. “I think I see it!” A scratchy, boyish voice yelled.
The one he had briefly met before spoke. “Remember Rainbow! We don’t know what it is capable of!” ‘Which gives me an upper hand on the situation.’ Johnny thought to himself.
As of now, he only knew of one ability. The super speed. Johnny had no idea if he had any more and decided to make a bluff.
Turning his head so his voice would be heard from behind the tree, he spoke. “Ah, thy fair maidens.” He teased coyly. “Thou est not looketh any further, For thee hath foundeth me.” That wasn’t his real voice, but he wanted to put on a show. If he goes down, his last memory should be that of having fun. “Also, I wisheth to know where I am, for I am unfamiliar with thine country. Couldst thou telleth me where I am?”
The werewolf took note of the time. Almost sunset. To his dismay, the ponies did too. “Alright girls! We need to finish this before nightfall. Make it quick and as painless as possible.”
“Oh goodie! Such fun! Lets rip each other to shreds!” He paused briefly to laugh softly. “There is only one way to kill me. I will not be telling you because what kind of villain tells his or her nemesis their weakness? A stupid one.”
Smirking at the pony's unsure expressions, he advanced, deciding to have some fun before spending the night in the forest. Normally he wouldn’t mind, but these ponies have proven sentience. He couldn’t live with himself, if he ate one.
Behind him, the moon began to peek out from the horizon. He felt his body starting to change. He shouted to the ponies who were advancing from all sides. “Get as far away from me as you can!” He roars in pain as his jaw broke and elongated into a snout. His canines grew sharper and longer. Minutes later as the sun fully set and the moon placed itself in the sky, the moonlight shone brightly upon him, forcing the transformation. In a deafening howl of pain, the transformation finished and the area grew quiet. Wolves could be heard howling in the distance.
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Fluttershy, overwhelm by fear, sprints back into Twilight’s house and shuts the door just as something crashes against the door, sending a few splinters toward the mare. Fluttershy has had experience with wild wolves before and recognized this behavior. It saw HER as the weakest. A fact she knew he friends loved about her and had come to accept it.
Fluttershy had dealt with out-of-control animals before, Angel Bunny can attest to that, but this one wasn’t misbehaving. It was hunting. A familiar-sounding scream of pain caused Fluttershy to snap into action. Throwing open the door and charging blindly into the fray led her eyes to peer upon a gruesome scene. Her best friend, Rainbow Dash, laid on the ground, hooves sticking upward. Thick, red blood dripping from her mouth and onto the leaves below. Multiple cuts were on the pony’s side and stomach, that had came undoubtedly from the werepony.
Fluttershy, worry and care for her friends overpowering her sense of self preservation, bolted out and scooped the twitching pegasus up, not stopping for a second before racing to the hospital, dropping her off and racing back to help.
Returning, Fluttershy saw Twilight fighting fiercely with the werepony, firing magical bolt after magical bolt. In her peripheral vision, A glint of light reflecting off of a metal object caught her eye. Turning, She saw it was made of silver. Remembering the old tales, she knew what she had to do.
It was either the wolf, or her friends. She wanted neither to get hurt, but Rainbow already had gotten hurt.
There didn’t seem to be any choice for Fluttershy. Twilight was beginning to show signs of exhaustion and Applejack’s kicks seemed ineffective against the hulking monster. The frustration in Applejack's face obscured her thinking and continued the fruitless assault.
"How dare you... HOW DARE YOU!" Her anger caught the attention of the wolf who turned toward her and growled menacingly. Fluttershy widened her eyes and dropped the stake, before pouring her emotions into a powerful glare, empowering her gaze as she trotted up to the wolf and peered into it's eyes. The wolf's ears lay back on it's head, a brief look of embarrassment crossed the wolf's expression.
Suddenly, the wolf turned its head and snapped itself out of the trance. Closing it's eyes and turning back toward the pony. It snarled. The shock of this action had an effect on Fluttershy, as it snapped her out of the Stare.
The wolf pounced, its jaws locking around her neck. It was at this moment that Twilight got a burst of adrenaline and fired a magical bolt at the wolf, anger fueling the shot. The wolf was throw off of the pony and both went tumbling a short distance.
"ENOUGH!" A voice shouted from above in the royal capslock. Looking above, the remaining ponies saw the princess of the night. "THY MENACE SHALL BE GONE FROM THIS DIMENSION AND BE BANISHED BACK TO THE REALM OF DARKNESS!" With that, she fired a magical bolt at the beast.
Time slowed for a moment as the wolf looked up at the new threat towards it and dropped the pony from its grip as it's jaw hung open, staring at the embodiment of the moon in all her glory. A moment passed before the bolt connected and blasted the wolf back into the treehouse, crashing through three walls before coming to a stop in the living room. The wolf loses consciousness on a rug in the center of the room.
Meanwhile, outside, the blue Alcorn flew down to the ground. Twilight Sparkle and Applejack ran to Fluttershy's aid, quickly taking out a medical kit that was given to her by Pinkie Pie saying she hid medical kits around ponyville incase of a medical emergency.
Twilight Sparkle wrapped a bandage on the more major injuries before placing gauze around the wounds. After the major injuries were wrapped, Twilight helped the fallen pegasus onto Applejack’s back. After Applejack left, Twilight looked back with tears in her eyes at the royal sister, who looked at the purple unicorn with sympathy.
With an elegant glow of magic, Luna teleported the three remaining ponies to the hospital to be with their friends. After they were gone Luna teleported into the treehouse and found the stirring wolf.
Anger flooded her expression as the wolf opened it's eyes. After a second, it's eyes laid upon the princess. Instead of snarling, it shocked luna by exposing it's neck. A gesture of submission.
A full minute passed before either of them moved. It was the wolf. Howling softly in a sorrowful tone. This confused Luna even further. A thought crossed luna's mind that consisted of a single word. 'Pet?'
The idea was simply absurd, Luna couldn't keep a pet. It was unbecoming. But, this was no ordinary pet. It was intelligent, and a werepony, a creature of the night. What better pet than a creature of the night for the Princess of the night?
It would be sun-up within a few hours, so the alicorn would have to return to the castle shortly to attend to her royal duties. A giddy thought came to her mind of keeping the wolf and smuggling it into her chambers. Normally she would not risk getting caught with something she wasn’t supposed to do, but the adrenaline of the chance of being caught got her excited.
She lit her horn and the two reappeared back at the castle, inside of luna's quarters. A dim light casts shadows across the entire room. From the light, a bed, mirror, desk, door presumably to a bathroom, and a giant double door that would likely lead to the hallway outside, are revealed to the wolf.
A pair of drapes are moved, revealing the sun that was beginning to rise in the distance. Luna stepped onto the balcony and lit her horn, moving the moon out of view as the sun took its place on the opposing horizon. The sun’s brilliant light shone upon the wolf and he sighed in acceptance for his transformation to occur. But after a moment his eyes opened. He was still a wolf, yet the sun was shining directly on him.
An audible whine came from the distressed canine, catching Luna’s attention. She looked toward him and cocked her head. “You are a werepony. Correct?” She asked the wolf.
Instead of saying anything, he nodded his head, ears laid back against his head. Johnny had swapped back into his consciousness as soon as the sun rose but found his surroundings odd. Seeing the princess of the night, he felt an urge to bow but resisted.
What he found to be odd, was the memories of the previous night, all the way up to coming here. Typically, he never retains the memories of his alter ego, but why was this different? Perhaps the sun had a role in who controlled the body?
He wasn’t sure but got up and walked onto the lunar balcony, staring out at the sun. A tingly sensation rippled through him as he unconsciously noted his body was changing back into a human. Luna gasped behind him, who else could it be? She trotted up to him. “What are you?”
“You should already know, I’m a werewolf. A cruel curse that I am forced to bear.” Johnny looks to the ground and sighs, clasping his hands together, bowing his head between his outstretched arms, looking as though he is going to pray.
“Tis not what We- er, I meant, I meant, you do not resemble a pony, what do you resemble?” Luna asked, giving him her full and undivided attention.
Johnny breathes inward deeply as he turns to her. “My name Is Johnny. I am a werewolf as you already know, I resemble a Human. H-U-M-A-N. I look like one, act like one, but I am not one.”
“Fascinating. There are no hyu-mans anywhere on equis, where did you come from?”
“Where shall I begin…”
Author's Note
BTW, When I was writing this last part, Even I did not expect this turn of events. Going to canterlot. But then i realized how much originality there was with this decision and so I decided to go with it. I hope you enjoy. I have no idea when the next chapter will be out. Feel free to leave comments, suggestions, criticism, ~~hate~~love and tolerance in the comments section. be sure to down-vote!
Because it is totally not opposite day... or is it?
Chapter 2: Problems and exploration
“... and that is the story of my entire life, rated PG-13.” Johnny finished. It was mid-day and luna’s eye were wavering, obviously struggling to stay awake. Johnny walked down from the balcony into the dark room. At that moment, He noticed a familiar pain strike though his body as it was forced back into his wolfy form.
Luna wobbled back to her bed and collapsed, instantly snoring. The wolf chuckled and nudged luna into her bed. He then used the elegant blanket and covered the lunar princess. He then nudged himself under the blankets, and laid his head on the bed next to hers. A stray thought crossed his mind that made him smile. Now he know why dogs love being under blankets.
Johnny himself wasn’t tired but managed to fall asleep anyway. He would need to remind himself to tell Luna that she snores when she wakes up.
Warning! Hilarity ensues.
“AH!” A deafening sound rips though johnny’s ears, but can’t attest to the ringing as he is blasted off of the bed, straight into the balcony. Thankfully, Luna’s sleep addled mind reduced the power of the bolt. Not so thankfully, with the balcony being outside of the room, he was forced back into his human state, going through more pain than he ever had before.
“God damn it! That hurt!” He hissed, his body still finalizing the transformation.
“Johnny?! Oh my, I’m so sorry.” She appeared on the balcony and his eyes laid upon her. Instantly the pain was gone. He was once again overwhelm with an urge to bow. He even began to make the action before he stopped himself. Him momentarily ignored, Luna lit her horn and the sun disappeared and replaced on the opposite horizon with the moon, still full.
“It’s still full?! The fuck is this shit?!” At this point, his voice became warped. “By the way, you snore.” A scream of agony succeeded the transformation. He opened his eyes to see luna’s horn lit and deafening the noise to outsiders. Wait, why has his alter ego not taken control yet, it should have by now. He still felt its presence at the back of his mind. What is going on?
Her spell dropped, she levitated the wolf into her room where he was placed unceremoniously on the floor. “Now, you are to not sleep on my bed unless allowed, you will have your place on the floor and you will be quiet while I am not here. Mine, er my sister does not know about you yet but I will tell her in the morning. You are to not leave this room. There will be a maid coming in about an hour, do not let her see you. Do. You. Understand?”
A sense of fear overcame him, as he tried to shrink on the floor, an attempt to hide and look small. He understood what she told him but was too afraid to acknowledge to her that he understood. All he could do was shiver and whine. Look at him, earlier he was a cocky asshole, now he is reduced to a sniveling rat. What is wrong with him?
“I said. Do. You. Understand?” The fear made him act without thinking. He raised his head and sang a distressed howl. What made her go from sympathetic to downright abusive so quickly was beyond him. On her period maybe? Regardless, he earned a slap for his action which causing him to sprint away from her, crashing in to things around the room.
Outside, the crashes drew the attention of the attentive guards who heard the bang through the nearly soundproof door.
The door was opened. “Princess, are you alright? We heard a ruckus and wanted to be sure you are alright.”
“Your Princess is fine. Dismissed.” She said not looking at them.
The guards however remained adamant, having noticed the cowering creature within the room. “BEAST! submit peacefully or else we will have some problems.” A guard said, drawing a dagger from his side.
“GUARDS! I said you are disMISSED.” The guards tried to protest but left anyway. Right before the door closed, the wolf could see that one guard ran to go inform someone while his partner stayed to keep watch.
The princess’s stance faltered, having lost her anger toward him. “I’m sorry Johnny, The stress of the night court has been getting to me. I’d rather go back to the moon than deal with the noble cry-foals. Even the thought of that time of night can flip my mood for the worse. Please forgive me.” The princess hung her head in shame, looking down. From where Johnny was, he could see a tear drip from her muzzle and onto the lavender carpet below. Johnny’s heart broke.
He climbed out from his spot and walked up to the lunar princess. He felt sad, almost reflecting the feelings the mare was giving off in her aura. He placed a paw on her shoulder, causing her to look up at him. He then stretched forward to hug her. He embraced her, closing his eyes as he rested his head on her shoulder. He could feel the wispy cool presence of her mane. He breathed deeply, Feeling content being with the lunar goddess.
After a moment, The princess rose from the floor, there were tears dried on her cheek that the young wolf could see. He fell from her lap and onto the floor where he immediately got back up. Outside, it was still dark and he estimated he had several more hours of being trapped in his wolf body.
He heard a knock on the door, to which he responded by climbing under the royal bed as Luna opened it.
“Ah! Sister, glad to see you are well. I had heard from an on-duty guard that there was a creature in your room. While I doubt it would be able to hurt you in any way, I still worry for you.” A warm feeling overcame the wolf. It was like standing next to a fireplace after being naked in the snow for a minute.
“Tia, you know that I am capable of protecting mineself, er myself. You do not need to worry for me. As for the creature, I suppose there is no use hiding it from you as you can tell when I lie. Johnny come on out. My sister needs to see you.”
After a moment, Celestia turns to her sister. “Well, I never took you to have imaginary friends.” Under the bed, Johnny’s entire body is thoroughly warm and no limbs respond to his will. The only sound that came from him was a whimper. One that would not be heard by humans, but both ponies in the room had heard it.
Luna flies to the side of the bed and looks under, to see johnny, half transformed. Half wolf and half human. Lighting her horn, she drags the rag-doll of a body out from under the bed and lays him on her bed.
“What's wrong Johnny?” Luna whispered. Tears welling up. Celestia shook herself out of her look of shock and awe and walked forward. She places a hoof on the blue alicorn’s shoulder.
“I am not sure but I may have an idea. Is this the werepony that Twilight and her friends tried to fight?” After receiving a brief nod she continues. “I believe our very presence might be doing this. Mine in particular.”
Luna’s eyes widen in realization. “So my presence is conflicting with his form?” Her brows furrow. “But that can’t be, earlier he was standing on the balcony with me next to him. he didn't change, not even partially. If our presence is doing this, why did it not apply earlier?”
Celestia scrunches her muzzle. “I’m not sure. Perhaps since he is a werepony he is naturally attuned to your presence and not mine since my presence is of the day and he is of the night.”
“Tia!” Luna exclaims. “You’re a genius! He is not a threat and he likes me as a friend. He wouldn't hurt any pony."
"Alright little sister," The solar goddess teases. "I trust you. Just be careful." Celestia lights her horn, shutting the double door entry before teleporting presumably back to her personal quarters. Almost immediately after the goddess was gone, Johnny's body twitched again as his body quickly formed back into a wolf.
Feeling slowly returned to the canine, the overwhelming warmth seeped away. He sat up from the bed and looked around. Opening his mouth and vocalizing a strange mixture of snarls, growls and barks, He realizes he is still a canine.
Sighing in frustration he circles the bed a few times before laying down next to the pillows and exhaling loudly in a saddened sigh.
He was depressed. His mind seemed to have locked away the alter ego but it’s presence at the back of his mind still concerned him. Why was it still there? He has control of the body now, there should be no reason for it to still be a part of him. Or was there? His parent’s favorite quote was ‘Everything happens for a reason.’ Surely there is some explanation for it.
He becomes aware of his surroundings as he hears the ‘woosh!’ of Luna’s horn lighting up with magic. From his position, he cannot see the moonset but can see the sunrise.
After a moment, the magic engulfing luna’s horn dissipates and she wobbles over toward him. He jumps from the bed to avoid the large alicorn going to bed. He barks a small laugh at the sight.
What next? He would explore. Not stay in this room for the rest of his life. That is senseless. He walks to the door and slowly cracks a door open. Peaking out, he sees two male guards standing stoic next to Luna’s quarters. Down the hall, he catches a glimpse of a pony wearing what appeared to be a maid’s outfit. right, forgot.
Not wasting time, he closes the door and hides under the royal bed. A moment later the door opens. and a maid walks in. Having been told not to be seen, he remains hidden, but knowing maids, they were likely to be very thorough. A cart full of cleaning supplies rolled into the room. All of the contents of the cart seemed strange as he never recognized any of the brands. Not like he expected to though. What caught his eye was a movement by pony. She, he assumed it was a she, reached into her uniform and took out a strange vial full of glowing green liquid. Curiosity and wariness came over him. He wanted to know what the vial’s contents were and the strange action from the mare seemed out of place. Not wanting to act without knowing for sure, he stayed where he was and watched the mare.
She disappeared into the bathroom and returned a minute later, the vial empty. A very faint green glow emanated from the room. It was so faint, he almost missed it. From his hiding spot he could see the mare’s expression change from stoic to almost an evil grin. Her eyes flashed green and the smile faded as quickly as it came.
She had seen him somehow. Whatever that green flash was, it can’t be good judging by the expression the mare had in reaction to seeing him. Moving quickly, Johnny climbs out from under the bed. Giving a quick shake, he turned to the mare and growled, instinctively taking an aggressive stance. The mare did the same but smiled. The smile showed two long fangs.
This was not a pony. Whatever it is, it will not get away with... Whatever it just did.
He charged, Sprinting toward the ‘pony’. Normally, he wouldn't attack a pony but not even for a place like this, this maid was out of place. He snarled and lunged, extending both claws and colliding with the creature. Both tumbled backward into the bathroom and slammed against the counter. Shaking himself out of the daze, he lunged and closed his teeth around the mare’s neck. Crunching through the outer layer of skin this creature had, his taste buds are flooded by a strange sensation. He could see green goo coming from the wound and into his mouth. The goo forced it’’s way down his throat and almost succeeded before Johnny unclasped his jaws and spat it out.
Unknowing to him, a small amount made its way into his bowels.
The dying creature looks at the wolf and whispers it’s final words before dying. “I win.” In a brilliant burst of green light, the corpse spontaneously combusted. leaving a pile of dust laying on the floor. Looking around, he saw a plastic bottle emitting a faint green light.
Knowing that this may be a hostile substance, he make sure the bottle is closed before picking it up in his mouth and racing out of the bathroom, sliding on the ashes in his way out. Luna still laid on the bed snoring loudly and nothing seemed amiss aside from the maid cart still sitting in the corner.
He needed a way past the guards. And could possibly do it using the cart. He needed to inform the other princess of this. Positioning the cart in front of the door, he swung the door open and pushed the cart, hiding inside, under a thin sheet.
The cart rolled by the guards and stopped when it hit the wall opposite the doors. Both guards became curious and looked through the closing door to luna’s room and Johnny took that moment as his chance. He could feel his body beginning to change but forced himself to run, still holding onto the bottle of liquid. His paws turned into feet and hands, his snout returned to a human stub, fingernails and toenails became less sharp and even when his center of balance altered, he forced himself to keep running, stumbling slightly to stand up and continue running.
He was almost out of sight before he heard the guards shout after him. He didn't have time to contemplate on how exactly they planned on catching him. A cone formed in front of him. He wanted to use it to his advantage, but couldn't. He had no idea where he was going and was undoubtedly lost, still, he kept running. Eventually, he came to a large room. Bigger than Luna’s room tenfold. The room was massive and also completely empty. There were rows of pillars on either side of the room leading up to two thrones. On the throne’s backrest was a bird. A orange and red bird. One unlike any he had ever seen.
Even from across the room, a sense of dread overcame him as the bird opened its beak and cried a deafening screech. He dropped to his knees, holding his ears, blood seeping between his fingers. He didn't notice the room filling with guards. He didn't notice the large white pony approach him from behind. He didn't notice the bottle of tainted liquid drop to the ground next to him. He also didn't notice the floor rapidly approaching before darkness overcame him.
Author's Note
Please note that I do NOT plan on making this a clop story, but that does not mean there won’t be any at all. Any innuendo, unless specifically told otherwise, is simply to make fun of the other or something like that. Johnny and luna are not growing a lovers relationship. It is more like the relationship between a man and a dog. Also, incase it isn’t clear, Luna’s room forces johnny into his wolf form. While inside he will remain a wolf unless countered by a magical artifact.
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