Oc origins: Crescent blade
8 years later
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"Crescent get up" Starsabre said to his young son who was curled up tightly in his bed. The colt barely stirred making his father rub his temples with his already the young guard was already half dressed for work wearing his gold hoof guards with the chest piece and helmet floating in his golden aura.
"Crescent wake up" he said louder finally making his son stir awake. Crescent rose from his bed his mane a mess of red and blue tips as he Rubbed his eyes free of crust.
"Crescent you need to get ready school is in 30 minutes" his son frowned at the thought of going to school.
"Crescent get up and get ready." He said using his magic to drag his son out of his bed.
"Okay I'm up I'll get ready!" An irate Crescent shouted as he was hung by his short tail upside down.
"Go brush your teeth and mane while i make your breakfast" Crescent nodded as he walked out of his modest size room to the hallway of his family's home and into the one bathroom of the small house.
He looked himself in the mirror and saw his messy short mane along with the small fangs poking out from his lip, he always hated his fangs they made him look weird and the rest of him did that enough on his own and didn't need help from his teeth he had wanted to file them down but his mother always said no.
"But they're so adorable on my little bat." she would always say if only she knew how it make things easier for her son.
He spat out out the last of the toothpaste as he picked up the hairbrush in his red tinted magic and quickly brushed his bangs back and away from his eyes done with grooming him he looked at himself in mirror.
"Guess I'm ready" he sighed
"Crescent your breakfast is ready!"
"I'm coming!" Crescent ran down the stairs as he saw his father fully armored aside from his helmet sitting at their small dining table with three plates of fresh hot blueberry waffles that made the young colts stomach growl as he quickly sat at the table and used his fangs to quickly rip a piece of his waffle savoring the sweet taste as his lips were stained blue.
"Enjoying yourself?" his father asked struggling to hold back his laughter making Crescent quickly grabbed a napkin and wiped his face clean while hiding his embarrassed blush.
"These might help" Starsabre levitated over a fork and knife.
"Hehehe thanks dad" Crescent said awkwardly as his red glow surrounded the fork and knife. Now eating cleanly the Crescent enjoyed his breakfast his mood quickly becoming depressed again.
"You okay Cres?" His father asked seeing him slow down.
"...Yeah" Crescent replied hesitantly.
"Are those colts still teasing you?" Crescent just remained silent making Starsabre sigh.
"Have you tried telling the teacher again?" Crescent just looked down.
"They never do it in front of the teacher."
"Crescent i think-" they both stopped talking as they heard the front door open and close.
"Hi honey I'm home" Moon tear said tiredly as she walked into the kitchen her blue night watch armor.
"Hows my little soldier doing this morning" she nuzzled her son as she hugged him with her wings
"I'm fine mom thanks." Crescent laughed out he enjoyed these moments with his mother the few between her job and sleeping for it. Tear sat down at the table giving her husband a silent nod of thanks while just as much maybe even more joy than Crescent as she started eating as well Starsabre opened his mouth to say something but Crescent looked him in the eyes and shook his head making him stop.
"So Crescent hows the search for the cutie mark going?" Tear asked after swallowing her large bite of waffle. Crescent just shook his head sadly.
"I just don't know where to start trying"
"Maybe you should start trying our talents?" His father said picking up up his plate and levitating it to the sink.
"i don't know " Crescent said unsure, he looked to his mother's cutie mark, the shadow of a knife on a full moon.
"I don’t think i'm the stealthy type?" His mother yawned before smiling at him.
"How do you know until you try, maybe you have mine or your father's talent." He then looked to his father's partially hidden cutie mark of a constellation in the shape of a sword.
"Yeah maybe you can be a royal guard like us someday." Starsabre said cheerfully while Moon tear just huffed.
"You mean a royal guard like you or a security guard like me"
"Tear for the last time, your a royal guard." Starsabre stated matter of factly. Crescent had heard this conversation a thousand times before his mother being a thestral was almost immediately turned away from the royal guard and given to the night watch.
"My salary and benefits are a joke compared to yours and i guard a freaking library when you guard the royal palace" his mother sighed from her short rant.
"I swear if i had known i couldn't become a real royal guard, I'd just become a stay at home mom" she ruffled her son hair with her hoof as she smiled tiredly.
"It be a much better use of my time"
"But when we grew up you always said you wanted to be a guard." the blue mare just sighed at her husband's words.
"I know but if i had known about their policy for bat ponies i would have made a better plan than being stuck in job where i spend every night walking around an empty library Instead protecting the princess and the royals, but because of Sun But instead of saying goodnight to my son I'm forced to protect nothing instead of other ponies."
"Tear i know but." He looked to the clock and saw the time.
"Can we talk about this later i need to get to work, and Crescent to go school." Starsabre put his helmet on making the armor's enchantment take affect his coat turning light grey, his mane white and straight.
"Alright alright we'll talk later, I'm gonna go to sleep." Tear yawned out before turning to her son and adopting a smile on her tired face as she reached down nuzzled him.
"Have a nice day at school sweety" Crescent blushed embarrassed but nuzzled back.
"Bye mom I'll see you when i get home." Crescent got up and walked to the front door grabbing his red saddlebags with his magic and putting them on.
"I'm ready to go dad." Starsabre just raised an eyebrow at his son.
"You sure?" He asked a smile creeping on his face.
"Yeah." His father nodded and gestured toward the door.
"Then lets go." Crescent horn glowed as he grabbed and turned the door knob. Crescent hissed in iration and clenched his eyes shut from the sunlight.
As he slowly opened his eyes feeling a dull pain in them seeing his father smile at him his horn glowing fishing something out of Crescent's saddle bags.
"Forgetting something?" He took out a small pair circular black sunglasses and put them on his son. Crescent laughed awkwardly at his father's stare.
"Sorry i forgot dad" His father sighed losing his smile.
"You need to remember Crescent These! you could damage your eyes if you do-" Crescent just nodded at his father's like most young foals did at his age while his thoughts were clouded by other things.
"I really don't wanna go to school today."
(Sometime later)
Crescent walked alongside his father nearing the gates of his school Celestia’s school for gifted unicorns. He remembered how he got into in his own words 'Sun buts forsaken school of favoritism' his grandparents insisted that he go to school here, even to this day Crescent had no idea how he got in.
"Crescent you going to be okay?" His father voice shook Crescent from his thoughts.
"I'll be fine Dad." Starsabre just shook his head and sighed.
"You know we should tell your mother about what's going on
"I know I know but she's worried enough about me and everything else i can handle."
"Crescent she's your mother and my wife she needs to know the truth." Crescent looked up at him with big pleading eyes through his shades.
"Please dad, you promised me" his father sighed again before patting his son on the head.
"Alright fine, but if you come home bruised were telling her immediately got it." Crescent straighten up at his father's strict tone and nodded.
"Yes sir." Starsabre chuckled at his son.
"Okay get to school and, be careful okay."
"I will dad!" Crescent shouted as he walked through the gates school.
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