The Sun, Stars, and the Moon

Right after Starswirl's battle with the hydra

Luna could only hear wind at this point. The smell of rain and wind... This place was familiar. She could not remember. Few minutes had past, and Luna got up, sleepy and in pain. Luna could not see anything for the time being, because she had a migraine. It hurt badly for her, it made her light-headed, and she stumbled, trying to regain her balance. Luna fell, and passed out again.

Lady, are you okay?

Or did you lose your way?

Luna jolted up on her hooves. The migraine had turned into just a normal headache, not that bad... But, not that good. She looked at the pony, and found that it was one of the famous Wonderbolts. Soarin! He was out of his uniform, but still, Luna had squealed like a cute little girl would, she had fan-girled. Soarin, however stood there chuckling, and somewhat amused. Soarin hasn't got this much attention before (He has, but she knew the royal Princess Luna. It was an honor to be admired by a princess).

No, no, no,

I am okay!

Though, I-I am worried about you...

A-Are you astray?

Soarin did not answer her question, for he was not sure where he was going. Soarin had lost his way. Luna looked at him with sympathy, and smiled. Luna had lots of experience with everypony's sorrow. This was normal for her, but she dealt with it. Making a bold move (to Soarin, to be specific), she hugged Soarin, and kept him close to her. Soarin's expression quickly changed. He had a flushed red face, and a satisfied smile. He did not know why he smiled like that, for it was strange and also kind of... wonderful too. Soarin could not recall what emotion this was. He was not sure if it was love, or the sense of friendliness... But, he wanted this to last. So, Soarin stayed in Luna's embrace for a long time, and closed his eyes. Luna however, was a little flustered (This is a dream come true, she thought) herself, but she kept embracing Soarin. She could smell Soarin's hair, for it was the scent of the ocean breeze. Luna liked that.

Time went by, and the two sleeping ponies awoke in the moonlight. Soarin, suddenly remembering earlier had once again blushed in embarrassment. Luna remembered as well, but daydreamed about it. Oh, her sweet prince, she smiled lovingly. But, reality had grabbed her out of her own world, for a wild dragon flew in front of her. She jumped back, surprised. Soarin looked at the dragon with hate.

Behold,

the Dragon of Cloudsdale.

The same dragon that ate my people,

for it had first appeared on Cloudsdale's steeple.

Luna just realized that she was in Cloudsdale. Luna was so focused on Soarin, that she didn't have time to analyze where she was.  The atmosphere was swallowed in darkness, yes, but she expected it to be much worse. The waterfalls moved, but the rainbows lost all of it's color... The sky too, was strange. But, that was not important. Right now, there was the fabled dragon of Cloudsdale she had to deal with. Luna looked to Soarin, and saw him bring a small, sharp dagger out. Luna only had magic to use, so she stayed behind Soarin.

Soarin charged first into the dragon, and started slashing continuously, repeating the pattern, but slashing and stabbing in different directions. Blood was oozing out of the dragon's wounds. The dragon roared, pushing back Soarin. Soarin became stunned, for he could not move. The dragon blew a breath of sharp air that acted like talons straight at him. He dodged most of the sharp talons, but cut by the last, it had got his left leg. But, ever so suddenly, the dragon started to move in slow-motion. He looked at Luna, the princess smiling. Soarin smirked, and started to strike again.

Luna tried her best to support Soarin, for she gave him a spell that would let him regenerate health, and heal his wounds instantly. The bad thing is, though, that spell costed lots of magic. She could not do anything, for most of the spells she knew were all so extreme in power. She noticed that Soarin was not slashing anymore. He was... Stabbing. The dragon blew his breath lots of times, but Soarin being agile and fast (Wonderbolt training), dodged all of the talons. The dragon roared once again, except louder and mightier than all of his previous yells. It pushed back Soarin greatly, the dragon taking a huffs, and a puffs of air...

The dragon created a tornado of his talon-like breath, and launched it at both, Luna and Soarin. Soarin and Luna both astonished, gaped at the tornado. There was no way they could avoid that. As the tornado, engulfed the two up, they were becoming injured minute by minute. When was this going to end, Luna whined. Soarin, head-strong, charged into the dragon, and cut through its neck. Time froze...

And, light glowed from the dragon, exploding of bits of light that spread into the sky, giving Cloudsdale it's usual spark back. The ponies that lived inside the city were now awake, since the darkness of the town was gone. Luna recalled the legend of Cloudsdale's dragon, for it was slain a long, long time ago. Did the darkness bring it back? But, as she wondered, the injured Soarin flew up to her, and bowed in thanks. Luna panicked, and flustered, nodded. She was happy.

Suddenly, Luna fainted. Not because of Soarin, but because of her stamina. She was tired, and all of the pain that the adrenaline took away, had washed onto her. The battle was long, and now, Luna had to rest. Soarin carried her to Cloudsdale's hospital, and let the nurses and doctors treat her. The locals of Cloudsdale were worried for Soarin. They offered help, but he refused. He went to the bakery to get some sweets for both him and Luna. But, as he waited for his order, Soarin was approached by Thunderlane. Soarin was still in high school, and so was Thunderlane. They were the best of friends.

Yo, Thunderlane.

I thought you took the train,

you said you were moving.

Ah, I was.

But, I changed my mind.

I couldn't leave a

friend hanging.