Equestria: The Fallen Utopia

In the middle of the night, I woke up. My friends were still asleep. I crept downstairs and picked up my metal wings. I crept outside the library and began my work. I dyed the Pegasus feathers the color of my fur, and hung the wings up to dry. I noticed that the tops of the wings were covered in a decorative piece of metal. I removed the piece, but it exposed the mechanical endoskeleton that made up the wings. The endoskeleton was filled with wires for attachment to the nervous system. I painted the metal bar green, for it was my favorite color. When it and the feathers had dried, I put the metal bar back on the endoskeleton. At a glance, it looked like the wings had part of an armored suit on. I decided to leave it that way. I went back to bed to let the feathers air out.

When I woke up the next morning, everypony except for Twilight Sparkle was gone.

“Good morning Braveheat,” Twilight said.

“Morning Twilight,” I yawned. “Where is everypony?”

“They all had things to do,” Twilight said. I nodded and went back outside to check on my wings. They looked flawless, so I brought the wings in and laid them on one of Twilight's desks.

“You don't mind if I use this, do you?” I asked Twilight.

“No, go ahead,” Twilight answered. I took off my bandage and opened the stubs of my wings. I frowned. They looked pitiful. I started by leveling out the bone to fit the attachment rods. I took the short attachment rods and attached them onto the bone. I took one of the wings and sorted out each nerve wire. I touched each wire to my nervous system, testing each wire before attaching it. When all of the wires had been connected, I slid the wing onto the rod, then screwed it on. I followed the same procedure with the other wing as well. When I had finished, I noticed a small indention along the width of each wing base, clear as day. I took Twilight's sewing kit and stitched up my flesh to the base of the wings. When these healed up, the wings would look natural. I opened up my newly attached wings. The metal inside scraped, making a noise similar to a sword being drawn out of its scabbard, if the scabbard was made of metal. I cringed for a moment, then closed my wings. The metal didn't scrape when closing. I assumed the scraping was for some sort of intimidation tactic. I walked up to Twilight's balcony. I walked outside, looked down, then jumped. I opened up my wings and flew low. I gave a couple flaps and rose higher. After circling around the library a few times, I flattened out my wings and glided back onto the balcony. Twilight had been watching me.

“So how do the new wings work?” she asked.

“Better than the original,” I said. “I feel so much faster.”

“Good,” Twilight said. “You seem to be in much better spirits.”

“I am,” I said. “Except for the broken leg.” I looked my cast. The leg seemed to look better. The internal bleeding had stopped, and the bruise had gone down.

“I'm going back to Canterlot,” I said. “Go ahead and tell everypony I'm inviting them. I don't feel like going alone this time.”

“Really?” Twilight asked, excited.

“Why not?” I said. “I could use the company.” Twilight left to find Rarity, Applejack, and Pinkie Pie, while I went to find Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy.

At the train station, everypony was excited to go to Canterlot.

“I can’t believe you invited us all to go to Canterlot with you!” Rarity cried.

“You are so cool!” Rainbow Dash said. We boarded the train and went on our way to Canterlot. On the way, Twilight quizzed me on the spells in the book. I passed, but she never once asked me about the unknown spell page.

“I guess she doesn't know about it,” I thought to myself. When we arrived in Canterlot. I got us all rooms in an apartment. Rarity tried to argue against it, but that was all I could afford. I paired Rarity with Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie with Applejack, Twilight and Spike with Rainbow Dash, and myself alone. We unpacked and went sightseeing. Everypony went separate ways, leaving me alone again. I shrugged and traveled to the Curio Shop. I walked inside. The clerk recognized me and chuckled.

“Back so soon?” he asked. “How’re the new wings treat’n ya?”

“They work just fine,” I said.

“Well, that’s good to hear,” the clerk said. “So what’re you lookin’ for this time?”

“A set of good quality armor,” I said. “Got something decent?” I looked around while the clerk went into his closet. He came back out with a set of armor, complete with boots, chestplate, and helmet. They were the same green as my painted wing plate, so that was a bonus.

“These’ll be what you need,” he said. “Made by alchemist ponies back in medieval times. Uses internal magic to deflect attacks and repair itself. Used by the highest class Unicorns back from the Great Tribal Clash. Same time period as those wings of yours.”

“Perfect,” I said. “How much?”

“They would be 300 bits,” the clerk said. “But since these have been on the shelf for years, I’ll give you a 50% discount,”

“Really?” I asked.

“You bet,” the clerk said. I paid the discounted price. “Have a nice day.” The clerk called as I left the shop. I met back up with my friends later that night and we hung out at the apartment. I personally, went to bed, because I was tired. The metal wings made sleep uncomfortable, but I didn't have much other choice. I fell asleep, wondering what the future had in store for me.