Fallout Equestria - A Dreamer's Wake

Long time ago, even before the war, I was born in a pure bat pony colony. A small one in a beautiful cave system filled with some of the most amazing glowing mushrooms I've seen in my life, each one glowing all sort of bright colors, creating a rainbow in the cave's ceiling when they are at their best. The colony was broken down to three major sections. The civilian section is where everypony lived in, each with their own little home. The community section is where everypony does their trading or possibly go to the bar known as 'The Dark Moon Saloon', or even that one famous night club I was never allowed in, due to my age. I believe it was called 'Night Lover'? My mother always told me that I should never go to that night club, that it was only for the worse kind of ponies. Back then, I agreed with her cause she was my mother. I had to agree with her and keep my relationship healthy with her. Didn't want my own mother as an enemy, right? Though now I know that the worse kind of ponies aren't those ones.

The final section is nicknamed the private section but in reality, it's called the guard section. This section is where the guards on the colony are trained. The exit, or entrance to those outside, of the colony is in this section. The last time I saw my father was him going into this section with a few guards and I didn't knew why. Mother lied to me, saying that he broke the law and did a lot of bad things; but, somehow, I knew something more has happened. I was just too young to figure it out.

The funniest thing about my home; throughout my life, we waited... I never knew what we were waiting for but all I knew that it was going to happen in my lifetime. Eventually, when I was in my high teen years (close to being my own pony), it happened. Nightmare Moon returned and thanked to those six mares, she was turned back into Princess Luna, and that is what we were waiting for. I've heard a lot out Princess Luna and how, one day, she'll return and find us. Take us under her wing and accept us for who we are. Nocturnal ponies that are different from the rest. Ponies which can truly love our dear Luna's night, the night which she brings to use every night before the Nightmare Moon event, and the return. By Luna's light, the first time when I saw her in our home, it was amazing! She had those amazing eyes and that beautiful coat. Yet, sadly, it was the last time I'll see her personally. ! guess she was a Princess for a reason.

While growing up, I was never very welcomed by many other ponies. I was the last to gain his cutie mark, and completely by accident! Apparently, one of the bat ponies in our colony was working on his own cloud bed and accidentally created a thunder cloud. (Even though us bat ponies are specialized in dream magic, we can still do similar things that pegasi can do) and I bumped into this cloud. The shock from it was painful but afterwards, I felt very energized, like it charged me almost. Even my mane and tail stood up at their ends due to the lightning coursing through my veins. Then my cutie mark appeared or possibly did appeared a moment before. Either way, a guard who came to "save me" notice the sudden mark, that mark being a few thunderclouds. My special talent was working with thunder, lightning, and later electricity. Who knew; A bat pony with a pegasus talent? It fit nicely with my whitish coat, purplish hair, and blue eyes.

Getting my cutie mark wasn't as great as it was for other ponies though. Many picked on me for being a "pegasus", not being an actual bat pony. Others even requested that I should be kicked out of the colony, and even my own mother was a little disappointed and saddened by this, or at least it seemed to me. After a few years though, I had enough of this. I was having a hard time finding a place in the colony. You know; a job, a home, a lover, friends. So many didn't want nothing to do with me as they were afraid that I'll be unable to do the job which us bat ponies are suppose to do. So I finally decided to read  the letter.

I never told mom, because I was told not to but my father did left behind a letter. I never opened it though as he said specifically on it that I'll know when to open it. That and not to tell anypony, including my mother about it. I may only had 5 years with him but I loved him enough to respect his wishes. He was a great father though strange at times but he was always there to help me. Hell, he taught me how to fly, my first dream magic trick; which is a minor thing that all bat ponies tend to learn how to do. That being a minor sleep trick where we can use our voice to lure a pony to sleep. Most can only do it though when the pony in question is already very tired, like myself. Others can do it just about to anypony at any time. Doesn't work on bat ponies though unless the bat pony in question allows it, which my father did so for me, and he tried to get me to learn how to dream walk (walking and controlling a dream, usually starting with my own then others) but I failed to do so. Which was when the bullying at school started. I failed a simple dream walk test. Most bat ponies can, at least, fully control their own dreams; I couldn't.

Well... On that day, I opened that letter and my first greatest choice was made. That choice being to leave the colony. I knew that I would probably miss my mother after I left, and I did, but I also knew that my mother would never accept me anyways. She was never happy with me ever since my father went with those guards, and honestly. Reading that letter finally answered my questions. That letter said,

Dear Midnight Storm,

I know that I won't be around for long and I know that you won't read this right away. You were always a good pony. Never once accepted just what was told but instead, accept one's true self; and I knew, even though your mother will never accept this fact, that you will. Because you know your father and that he loves you truly, like a true father does.

The truth is, your father is not a bat pony. I came from another land, a land which I never liked myself, to "invade" other lands. To find a new home for my species. You see son, your father is a changeling. A creature which can take the form of anypony and then feast on another pony's love for them, eventually taking control of those ponies. However, I never gotten the chance to feast on love because love feasted on me.

I took the form of a bat pony after learning of their existence, thinking it would be a great place to start in Equestria. Since bat ponies lived isolated from the rest, which I soon figured out why. However, my plans failed the moment I set eyes on your mother. She was the most beautiful creature I ever set my eyes on and since that day, love took me.

I never cared for my homeland and my kind anyways. Didn't even agree with our Queen's ideals and hopefully, me continuing my life like this would slow her plans to invade this land anyways, since I was one of her few scouts; and, well, I asked your mother out and let love guide our lives. Then we had you. I couldn't believe it myself as I thought changelings can't reproduce like this but hey, who cares! I have a son! My own son to care for, to raise, and to teach with my own ideals, and with your amazing mother.

Unlike your mother, I knew the truth of why you are very different. You are, after all, probably the first pony born with some sort of changeling genetics and DNA in ya. So I had some understanding why you failed a lot at school, with your tests and all. Because you have a choice to become something else rather than what the other bat ponies have. You aren't limited to just bat pony skills and talents. Though I was proud when you were able to pull some off. Proud to see some of your mother inside of you.

And I want you to know. I do theorize that someday, you'll figure out what you are good at and I hope you keep to your talent. I may not understand the concept of cutie marks fully (mine was a fake, after all) but I do understand that they are important to who you are, even when it is a little confusing. So whatever it is, be great with it. Who knows, maybe your special talent is related to unicorn magic? Or pegasus magic? I mean, your father is a creature that can take any form of the common pony races (can't take a form of an alicorn though so don't expect that! Ha ha. Alicorn form only our Queen can do).

Anyways, I love you my son and I hope you'll remember me for who I am. Not for the "monster" which others will label me as. And I hope they don't label you the same due to you being my son; and believe me, I know that the guards are on to me now. That is why I'm writing this note. I think I was caught by somepony when I was in my true form, relaxing in a spot I thought was private for me. Guards keep looking at me strangely. Your mother wouldn't accept what I am. I may love her truly with my own heart, but I know her too well. She was always a little too judge mental. I can't tell you what they'll do to me but you won't see me anymore, that's for sure. So... Goodbye, my colt.

Love, your father. Proud to be a bat pony with the name Midnight Blues!

I cried a little upon reading the letter and, to this day, I believe every word written. My father was a great pony and he did love his family so much. I don't care what the guards say, what my mother will say, after I tell any of them about this letter! Screw them actually. If they want to believe their own lies that they've made, so be it. I'm sick of being treated badly anyways. So I escaped the colony. Well kinda.

It was impossible to flat-out escape the place. So I decided to leave the place in a disguise. When the time was right, I found a guard who also had a white coat and used my own knowledge of creating thunder clouds to knock him out. Well. I may have killed him for all I know. I didn't knew enough about lightning back then to know how much voltage is enough. All I knew, he was out and I took his armor. Disguise myself as him and slip away when I can. Never heard anything about them since.

However, life just got harder. Leaving the colony brought me into a world filled with the other races of ponies. Ones which took one look from me and screamed monster. Most of the time at least. I've met some very nice and welcoming ponies over time whom accepted me as another pony, not a monster. And friendship blossomed with some of them. However, I knew I would never be able to live easily in a town. So a pegasus friend I've made helped me get my own cloud home out away from civilization. A private isolated spot, eh. Just like my colony, one can say. Oh well!

Though, throughout the years, I keep thinking of my father. My mother. And what would've happened if he was accepted. If he wasn't sent away for being a "monster", like they thought. Even my few friends took notice whenever we are hanging out together and helped me. I had no reason to lie to them so I told them what I can. Some took it strangely but others just nodded it away and accepted it. I also grew my skill, my talent, with the thunderclouds. Even managing to get a job (thanks to my pegasus friend) as a weather control pony. Specifically thunderstorms.

Then the war started. A war which I never wanted to a part of, yet was forced into. At first, I was hugely ignored. Lost my job because pegasi started doing their own things, for both Equestria and the war. Started seeing my friends less, and even lost one to the war. (Though, honestly, I lost them all to the war eventually anyways). After some time, the army finally bumped into me. They found my spot, my home, and figured out who I was. That was when I was forced to join their ranks. They wanted a nocturnal scout, something a bat pony can easily do (plus hey, my father was originally a scout so maybe it runs in the family?). I couldn't decline and went with it. Over time, they got me trained with firearms. Mostly the light weapons though, never any heavy stuff and never any of the energy weapons. They also shown a fear tricks of hacking terminals and picking locks as well, since as a scout. I might need those skills to get into some locked areas to check out. It wasn't hard though and I was able to learn a lot very quickly, which was a surprise to some of them. Eh.

I did learn the hard way though that my strength is not as good as everypony originally thought so had to resort to my wings, agility, and speed a lot for when I do get into fights. Eventually, they gave me a special suit that was in the making. To this day, I've never knew the name of the suit. It was something crazy. I just called it the Sneak Suit because the primary purpose of it is to help the wearer stay hidden, even have a self-regenerating stealth field (though it uses up the ammo from energy weapons, which was ironic). Eventually, a Stable-Tec Pip-Buck was built into it to help improve my performance on the field. Believe me when I say this, a Pip-Buck is a pony's best friend!

I've done many things for that war. Things which I wish to never mention. And the name which I wish not to speak was given to me during that time. So I will only say the basic: shit happens and I was unable to control the outcome. Eventually, on the day which the megaspells came, I finished my last mission. I had a feeling though that the megaspells was going to happen on that and I swore to myself and our Star Princess that I will go back home. Instead of returning to camp or to any of that army shit. I went straight back to my home. Not the colony; I never really called that place home. But my home I lived in before the war.

My cloud house was gone but the fields remained. I sat upon a cold rock on that day, seeing the first megaspell explosion at Cloudsdale. Then the others soon followed in with more and more. I closed my eyes and let my life fly by before my eyes. I knew that this is what I'll get for the things I've done for the army. However, I didn't knew that this wasn't the end of my life, as I've predicted. No. Just the start of another chapter. And upon that moment when my eyes were closed and my ears ringed with all the noise, everything just froze. My mind, my life, everything... I have no idea if I was dead or not but eventually, I awoken up to something from my dream. Awoken to something which I never wanted to experience.