The Last Wishes of an Old Friend

Celestia took her place on her throne and looked over the battle reports. Of course, it had been a few months since her last visit to the chamber, but their war with these 'Crimson Soldiers,' as her ponies referred to them, had been going on for about six years now. It was strange to say the least. These troops just seemingly appeared out of nowhere and turned the desert around Dodge Junction into a battle ground. Wild fire, it grew as more and more of the red armored creatures just appeared, turning half of Equestria into a warzone within a few months.

She hadn't a doubt for her guard ponies. They have been holding out well up to this point in time, fighting back tooth and hoof. And with a combination of Luna's Night Guard in the fray alongside the Royal Guard. Celestia was close to calling it a day and tending to her other royal duties until the doors burst open.

A night guard clad in full dark navy armor rushed in. The pony came to a near screeching halt before lifting up her face guard, panting and wheezing from having to run in such a weight of the metal. The guard eventually got her bearings together and cleared up her throat before speaking.

"Princess Celestia. I bring news from the Applewood front." The bat pony said sternly before reaching into her bag and pulling out a small scroll.

Celestia nodded to the mare in a silent thanks that was returned with a bow. Then she took the scroll in the familiar golden aura of her magic and unfurled it. Her eyes started to scan the page as she read further. Her calm expression getting more serious by every passing word. Celestia quickly rolled the scroll back up and looked to the Night Gaurdsmare.

"You are dismissed."

The bat-pony nodded and quickly made head way out of the throne room. Celestia rose up from her seat and started a quick pace to her sister's chambers. Luna probably wouldn't appreciate being woken up at this time, but this was serious and she needs to see.

The door to the dark chambers swung open and let in some light, standing there was Celestia with a scroll. "Sister, you need to read this."

He remembered a lot of things, just not really anything too exciting since he was sealed away. Mostly he stayed in a meditative state and not paid any mind to the world around him. He had his own issues to deal with, but still didn't keep him from coming out of his trance every once in a while to see if anything has happened. Eventually he lost track of time and had no idea just how long he had been like this.

Of course, he liked to dwell on his fondest memories of his friends, almost like family to him. It would be strange, really, since his race isn't known for making allies, having friends, or being family. Just known to blindly follow leaders and run into battle without a real strategy. Just run in and try to overwhelm with brute force. Sure, it worked some of the time, but never most. An internal sigh as he remembered the name of these beasts: Metal Heads.

Did he despise his roots as being a creature made of Darkness? No, he did not. His strength was only second to his sentience. He was a better tactician then most of his kind, a gift bestowed upon him since birth from the dark pools of goo where he once lay. He did, however, resent what his kind had become. To him, they had just become mere pawns acting purely on the instinct to kill anything that wasn't a Metal Head.

His thoughts were quickly broken by the sound of the doors creaking open. The way he was positioned only allowed him to see very little of the chamber he was in, just the entrance. Yet, he was glad to see who was approaching, two ponies,both alicorn, and both royalty. He knew them by name definitely, but his happiness was short-lived as he could see their faces.

"Are you ready to reverse this Luna?" Celestia asked as she looked to her younger sister.

"Of course sister. As part of our agreement." Luna replied and both of their horns lit up.

Agreement? That word left a somewhat chill up his still moving spine. He felt a familiar magic course through and around him. The very same magic that sealed him up as this statue. Slowly, he could feel his stone prison weaken and chip away. Gradually feeling his ability to move come back to him.

Luna and Celestia watched on as they continued to put their magic towards the statue. They witnessed the stone start to crack and chip away at a very small pace. Soon, the creatures tail started to move, swinging free from the rock covering it. At the tip was a glint of metal forming a short and jagged blade. More of the dull grey and hard substance cracked more, chunks now falling off him. Both sisters halted their magic and now observed. He started to shake and  wiggle, sometimes a violent thrash and more pieces fell off.

There, standing in front of them was their ally, in his returned flesh. in the dark yet somehow lively colors. A dark creature with fur dark like night, but if hit just right, would show some shade of purple. Along his back were green crystal-like nubs that seemed to glow with life. Eyelids opened to dull lime-green eyes and a friendly smiled with pointed teeth along the jaw. Metal that seemed to have naturally formed against his face with a glowing orange embedded into the top of his skull. This very creature, he was, their ally and their friend.

He looked at them with a grin. "It's sure nice to see you girls again!" He exclaimed in heartily deep voice before standing up on his hind legs.

"It's nice to see you too Genesis." Celestia replied in a less than calm tone. "Now isn't the time to catch up though. Something serious has come up and we may need your help."

"Oh.." Genesis looked a little down but retreated to his fours, "..what happened?"

"DAMMIT!" The Metal Head cursed as he burst through the large, gilded, double doors to the throne room. "Why didn't you wake me as soon as you made contact with the Krimzion Guard!"

"Krimzion... Guard?" Luna asked as she followed Genesis alongside her sister.

"The bipedal creatures in red armor you keep getting reports about." He replied, stopping and looking back to the two as he stood up now.

"We didn't feel that it was necessary to summon you when our guard are well capable of holding them off." Celestia calmly replied as she just seemed to walk past the Metal Head. "Have been in the last four year that we encountered them."

"How?" Genesis asked as he watched on of his long time friends. "It's not like Equestria has proper weapons to defend themselves against the KG."

"Genesis, you seen t have forgotten that we can use magic against them. Shields for defense, magic blasts, sometimes daring pegasi strike using the sun as cover." Celestia sat down in the large, cushioned chunk of metal that was molded.

"Clever of the pegasi." Genesis commented. "They could just resist the blasts if they wanted to. I proved that last time, which was when...?"

"At least one thousand years." Luna answered as she accompanied her eldest sister.

Genesis' jaw just dropped as his eyes went wide. He suspected that it was a long while since he was able to move, but not that long. He was more surprised that the mares haven't even showed a day that they aged. Probably shouldn't surprise him considering his own age, but he had his reasons for not showing it.

"They don't know that they can, neither do I think they figured it out yet. Their armor, however, can resist the blasts of magic. They stumble which opens up a window to knock pieces of their armor off with a second blast before taking them out." Celestia opened up as she watched the beast of an ally suddenly switch faces and begin to think.

"Then what do you need me to do?" Genesis just asked, which earned his a small smile and Celsetia looking to her surprised sister.

"Told you he wouldn't go back on his word." Was all she said to Luna.