Star Chaser Chronicles

The night sky was chilly. The perfect temperature to do some serious flying. Star Chaser, a white Pegasus with purple wings that had that muscles of a hardened distance flier took off from her home in search for one of her favorite things in the world, falling stars.

       She had quite a collection and she'd even made some fun art with them, but that's not why she did it. Fallen stars, if you knew what your were doing, could house an amazing amount of magic within and, if in the wrong hands, could lead to disaster.

       The truth about this was not widely known, fact being that other than the Princesses Celestia and Luna, no pony knew about it, which is why she'd freely given a few away as gifts from time to time. It also helped that you had be able to use magic to use the star's potential, and none of her gifts made it into the hands of unicorns.

       As soared up higher, using the last bit of a warm up draft from the rocks near by her home, she scanned the darkened horizon. Stars winked at her as she glided effortlessly through the sky, humming the latest balled Octavia had written. She didn't know the gray mare personally, but she had heard her music from time to time. Star Chaser liked her latest piece and so hummed it often, without thinking, while she worked.

       Something sparked and caught her eye. A jet of light erupted and shot through the sky on a downward ark towards the earth. Tucking her wings in, Star Chaser poised, almost motionless in the chilled air, and then plummeted at a break neck speed down after the fiery chunk of stone. As she sped towards the ground, she could tell that she wasn't going to reach this one in time to catch it mid air, but she could see where it was going to hit.

        The star collided with a nearby hillside with a mighty Craaack. With a dash of flare, she pulled out of the dive, twisting a cork screw, and looping down to land not far from the smoking hillside, she cantered up to the chard bit of earth, still humming to herself.

        “RRA! That one's mine!”

        Star Chaser, with reflects honed from catching stray stars, leaped to the side, her wings flapping just enough to give her an extra boost for speed and distance. She turned, bending low over her front legs, ready to headbutt anything that came her way, and spied a diamond dog in a long hooded robe, open at the front, reveling a bare, diamond studded, chest.

        “I'm afraid not.” Star Chaser replied. “That star is coming with me.”

        “Raa ha ha ha!” The dog laughed. “So says you, but was say my brothers?”

        All at once, Star Chaser was surrounded by more hooded dogs, all much taller than the pony, and scary looking.

        “Ra, I'm hungry, brother.” One of them said, laughing. The other laughed along.

        “Let's have a snack, then. A pony snack.” Barked another, but before they could move in, the elusive pony in question shot straight up, all four legs acting like springs and sent her air born in a matter of moments.

        “That star doesn't belong to you.” Star Chaser said, trying to reason with the dogs. “It's not a gem, it could be dangerous.”

        The dogs laughed, their deep throated voices making the noise sound like rock clashing together.

        “That's only if you don't know what you're doing.” One growled. “And we know how to use it.”

        Star Chaser felt an icy chill crawl down her spine and settle into the pit of her stomach.

        “Y-you do?!”

        “Shoo flying pony.” On of the dogs growled, making a leap for her, but the Pegasus just flew higher, out of reach.

        “For your information,” She retorted in a snippet tone, “I'm a Pegasus, not a pony.”

        “You smell like a pony, flying pony.” There was a murmur of agreement from the other dogs to this statement. “You smell like a pony, you must be pony, pony!” And the rest roared their approval. “So, pony, leave us alone. We have serious magic to do.”

        A quick count told the white pegasus, that there were seven diamond dogs total. She couldn't take on that many, not without help, and there wasn't time for that.

        “And what magic are you going to do?” She asked, trying to stall for time, to think of a way to get the star back.

        “Like we tell a pony.” Snarled a dog.

        “You have the upper hoof, er, paw.” Star Chaser stated, trying to be as appealing as she could. “There are more of you than of me. You could tell me anything, and I still couldn't do a thing about it.”

        The dogs pondered that thoughtfully, and then turned to the one who held the star. That must be their leader, and an idea was starting to form in the Pegasus's head.

        “We are going to summon the Di'Clo'Me.” The Alpha dog stated.

        Star Chaser cocked her head to one side, honestly confused and curious. “What's a Di'Clo'Me?”

        A dog snarled, as if the answer was in the question itself, but the Alpha answered. “Di'Clo'Me is a dog of diamond. They can sniff out diamonds and other shiny stones. Di'Clo'Me is a Diamond Clone of Me, or the dog that summons it.”

        The answer gave Star Chaser what she needed. She was always quick on her hooves, and very clever when the occasion arose.

        “What does a Di'Clo'Me look like?” She asked, putting the finishing touches on her plan.

        “Like a diamond dog, but made of diamonds.” Replied a different dog.

        “Really?” Star Chaser feigned astonishment. “What do diamonds look like?”

        A dog in the group opened his robe, revealing a diamond incrusted chest. “Like this!” He snarled.

        “Then it worked!” She sang happily, clapping her front hooves in mock joy. “You are a diamond dog, but you've got a diamond for a heart, so you must be made of diamonds.”

        “Silly pony,” The dog chuckled gruffly. “I'm not made of diamonds. A Di'Clo'Me has a heart of made of a diamond.”

        “Where is your heart then?” Star Chaser asked stupidly, hoping not to sound too obvious of what she was doing.

        “In our chest.” Another dog replied, like this was common knowledge, which it was.

        “But, he has a diamond in his chest, and he looks like a dog. If the diamond is in his chest, it must mean that his heart is a diamond, and if his heart is a diamond, then he's made a diamonds, and if he's made of diamonds, he's a Di'Clo'Me, a diamond clone of a dog!”

        The other dogs stared at her, dumbfounded. They turned to the Alpha for an answer.

        “Silly pony is trying tricks.” He stated. “We all have diamonds in our chests. That what makes us diamond dogs.”

        “Then it worked on all of you.” Star Chaser smiled. “You all are Di'Clo'Me's. It worked, and you didn't even know it! You can sniff out diamonds with ease now, and you don't need that star anymore, because you've already summoned what you need. I bet it worked on all the diamond dogs. I bet they all have diamonds in their chest now.”

         For a moment all the dogs were still, the thought stunning them where they stood. Just a little more, Star Chaser thought, adding,

         “Why, I bet you all have diamonds in your chests right now.”

         The dogs looked at their own chests, then at each others. It was true, they had diamonds in their chest, and they were dogs...

         “It worked!” The Alpha barked out, tossing the glowing star aside. “I told you it would work! Now, lets go find some diamonds!”

         And with a bark, all the dogs turned and ran off to where they came from. Star Chaser glided down to the star, and put it in her star bag she always brought along with her.

         “One down.” She commented to herself. “Can't believe that actually worked.” She added with a laugh as she spread her wings, ready to find more fallen star.