After That Fateful Night- The Angel's Story.

The town was tiny. It was to Ponyvile what Ponyville was to Canterlot. Never the less it did have an inn.

As the three companions made their way towards said inn it was obvious the  number of strange looks they got. Trepidation, suspicion, fear, they all sat in the callous stares of the town ponies.

Walking into the inn Laryia sidled up to the counter. "We'd like two rooms please."

The pony behind the counter eyed the cheery mare but after recieving the bits for the room she quickly handed over the keys.

Settling into their rooms the three eventually decided to exit the inn and head to a small eatery they'd seen coming into town.

"So Laryia, do you think they're staring at my extra pair of eyes or staring at us in general?"

Loyal listened to his comment and looked at Thane's eyes. He'd noticed it before, but never said anything about it. It was definitely stare-worthy, behind his normall eyes were a second pair that were half the size of the first.

"How did you come by that anyway?"

Thane glanced over at Loyal, "Well it was quite simple, to become a bloodmage you must absorb a daemonic entity. This is my price for my power. Honestly though I like them, and my vision range is far better than most."

The trio managed to get to the eatery easily enough. They headed in and were seated, each ordering something small and simple.

The food arrived and they'd finished the main course without a problem, but of course something had to spring up.

It was as they started on their desserts that trouble showed up in the form of about 30 towns ponies(about the whole male population) armed with farming equipment.

The trio continued to eat their food ignoring the angry townsponies until their 'leader' spoke up.

"Is you's Lunars or is you's Solars? Eh say sum'in!"

Cooly finishing his shake Thane turned all four of his eyes upon the stallion. "We are travelers, we simply seek shelter."

"You's is just travelers huh? Well We thinks you's is trouble!" At this there were grunts of agreement from the other towns ponies.

"Well, then maybe we are strange and such, but that doesn't mean we're trouble friend!" Laryia giggled.

Slightly put off by the mare's cheery attitude the 'leader was about to answer when there was a scream behind him. Everypony rounded to see a mare clutching at a spear that's pinned her to the ground.

The towns ponies started scrambling everywhere as more spears rained from the sky.

"Well damn, son! You carry trouble with you eh?" Thane chuckled as he nudged Loyal.

The ensuing grunt was more from resignation than anything else.

Laryia quickly teleported them to their rooms as they grabbed their belongings.

As the three met back up in the lobby of the small inn they quickly realized it was chillingly quiete.

Stepping outside the devastation was apparent. It was your average storm trooper technique. Strike hard and fast and don't allow for any retaliation. The town populace was destroyed in seconds.

"Who could do this...." pondered the astounded Necromage mare, "I'm used to death but.... these were just.... oh dear Nightmare Moon!" Laryia sputtered as her gaze shifted across foal skewered by a spear thrust through his mother causing her to retch. Even Thane was disgusted.

Loyal was about to make voice of something when there was a scream off to their right.

"C'mon Thane, Laryia!" Loyal ordered as he took off.

The three dashed through a couple of space between buildings to find a colt, not even out of elementary age standingly defianlty, despite tears running down his face and a vicious spear wound in his flank, between a pair of griffons and a small bundle.

"I ain't lettin you's get me sissy!" the colt sobbed.

At this one of the griffons guffawed before ending the poor foal's life.

Moving to stand over the bundle the griffon shifted some blankets to reveal a small newborn filly.

Grinning maliciously the griffon lifted the wailing foal by its hind legs and opened it's beak hungrily. Mere inches from  having it's delectable meal the griffon felt something wrap around it's upper and lower jaws, wrenching them open.

With the shock of the griffon having it's jaws pulled wide it Loyal easily took the infant from it's grasp.

He heard the  second griffon screech in agony as Laryia and Thane took care of him. Grining evily as his eyes began to glow purple again Loyal stated a single question that sent the worst fears imaginable through the subdued griffon, "You must be really hungry, let me feed you, yes?"

The resulting screams shook Laryia and Thane to the bone, never thinking that the stallion before them could be so cruel.

As soon as Loyal had finished the deed Laryia rushed over and took the infant from Loyal, cradling it in her magic cooing to calm the poor filly down.

"I hate to be the pony who says it, but what exactly do we do with the infant? We aren't exactly prepared nor are we able to safely care for it." probed Thane.

"True but she is soooo cute, hmmm what's this?"

"What is it Laryia?"

"Shhh Thane, Loyal come over here. I think you may have over done it with the magic just about." whispered Laryia.

Trotting over Loyal looked at the foal to find that it had a pattern of purple and white upon it's cinnamon coloured back.

It was the outline of a pony, as if draped on the foals back with the same 'wings' as Loyal. The first two ran up the filly' shoulder around her throat, the second pair ran down the forelegs, the third pair ran around under her forelegs onto her chest the fourth and fifth wrapped around her stomach with sixth pair running down her rear legs and the seventh pair ran together to her tail where they melded into two stripes running through the foals blonde tail.

"That's powerful magic there, son. Did you mean to do this Loyal?"

"No Thane, I simply had it in my head that nothing would harm her." Loyal replied shocked.

"Well you have ensured nothing will, watch this."

To Laryia and Loyal's horror Thane drew his small knife and plunged it down towards the filly.

And it bounced off. Loyal felt a small tug in the back of his mind at this.

"Returned to Equestria from Heaven, and then protecting a small foal for life while doing what is right. I'd say that make you a gaurdian angel, son." Thane rasped.

The quartet as they now were left the town after Loyal uttered a prayer for the lost souls they continued on down the path.

Three hours later Loyal couldn't help but ask, "Where in the hoof are we. I'm tired of wandering around with my head up my plot."

Thane was about to answer when Laryia's horn glowed involuntarily causing the mare to twitch.

Thane immdeiatly took the foal out of the mare's hooves as Laryia forced a lingering spirit, one who refused to pass on after death for this reason or that.

It was a mare, sobbing against a tree. Laryia walked over and put her hoof on the mare's shoulder.

The mare stiffened from shock and faced Laryia. "Are you...are you dead too?"

Laryia shook her head and smiled warmly at the poor spirit.

"No, I'm just special and can see these things."

Loyal, also having a special connection to the afterlife, trotted over and wrapped the still sobbing mare in a winged embrace. "There, there. It's going to be ok, it'll all be ok. I'm Loyal, this is Laryia. That stallion is Thane, but I don't think he can see you. So what is your name?" Loyal soothingly questioned the light green mare as he brushed her bright blue mane out of her face.

'It's wavy, she mustv'e kept it in a braid before.' Loyal thought.

After about 30 minutes of continued sobbing the mare spoke up again. "My name doesn't matter, I let what i wanted get in the way of what was right. I'm a monster and I've wounded so many in such a horrible way."

"It can't be that bad honey." whispered Laryia.

"It is, I played with a poor girls heart when she needed me the most, I tried to kill a foal, I am Silent Brook, and I tried to kill the queen, but I was sooo wrong, I'm the monster!"

With this said the diminutive mare continued her sobs.

Using his feather-tendrils Loyal lifted the spirit up onto his back and the newly formed quintet continued down the road.

"So you were the 'Queen's' head maid?" quested Laryia.

Silent Brook nodded her head.

Loyal suddenly remembered about Twilight's position as the Nightmare's pet.

"How fares Twilight, then. Is she alive and well?"

This caused Silent Brook to curl into a ball and start to cry silently.

"Oh no.... I'm so sorry," started Loyal, wrapping the poor mare back up in his wings.

"No, no. Don't be. I am the one who is soory. I assume you are a friend, or were a friend, of Twilight's"

"Yes Brook, you could say that."

The mare suddenly began shaking and wrpped her etheral hooves around Loyal's neck begging for forgiveness.

Pulling her loose and setting her down infront of him he used a feather-tendril to clear the mares eyes.

"I cannot forgive you if I don't know what is wrong. I will not judge you, believe me when i say this. Now please, tell me what is going on."

Steeling herself, and silently wondering how much harm could be caused to her etheral form, Brook relayed everything to Loyal and Laryia. She relayed how she had set up assassination attempts, and how she had fooled Twilight into loving her. She began to cry, and it took her a few minutes to regain her composure. "Then I tried to kill them. the Queen and Moonbeam. I wanted Twilight dead aswell. I was so wrapped up in my own wants for revenge that I refused to see how wrong I was. Twilight wasn't bad, the Queen wasn't 'bad' per se, and niether was Moon Beam. They just did what they could with what they had in life. If you hate me I'd understand." the poor mare was shaking from fear and sorrow.

It was at this time that the previously rescued foal awoke and began to cry. On instinct from her time with Moon Beam Silent broke immediatly scooped the filly up and started cooing and shushing the tormented foal.

"I see that the foal has the same connection you do, son." said Thane, who had remained silent, unable to see or here Silent Brook.

Loyal wasn't listening though. his mind was reeling with the information that Silent Brook had told him. His eyes began to glow purple as his other side slipped through. A feather-tendril snaked towards Silent Brook while another pulled the foal from her grasp.

Silent Brook was shocked as the feather-tendrils from Loyal began to snake around her body. 'This is it, this is my punishment for my evil.'

Silent Brook couldn't eve bring herself to cry, she knew she deserved this.

Balckness enveloped her vision and everything went silent.

"What did you do!" yelled Laryia.

She couldn't believe what Loyal had just done. It was... it was, just....

Thane detected the rising power from Loyal. He watched as Loyal's wings envloped a small invisible pony shape.

There was a flash of light as Loyal declared in his otherworldly voice.

"IT IS DONE, JUSTICE HAS BEEN ATTAINED!"

Silent opened her eyes and saw white at first, but her vision began to clear.

"THIS IS THE PRICE OF YOUR TRANSGRESSIONS, YOUNG ONE. YOU WILL NOT WALLOW IN PITY, YOU WILL NOT FEEL BAD FOR YOURSELF. NOW RISE AND OBSERVE YOUR NEW RESPONSIBILITY!"

The soft green mare rose up from the grass to find Thane and Laryia staring at her. But it was what was before her that struck her the most.

Wreathed in otherworldy light was the foal being cradled infront of Loyal, his eyes still glowing purple.

"YOU HAVE DONE WRONG IN YOUR LIFE. YOU WERE ABLE TO ADMIT IT, AND WHILE YOU NEVER ONCE SAID IT I KNEW YOU WOULD DO ANYTHING TO FIX THE DAMAGE YOU HAVE DONE. WHILE YOU CANNOT GO BACK TO TWILIGHT OR NIGHTMARE MOON, YOU CAN GIVE THIS ORPHANED FOAL A NEW LIFE! DO YOU ACCEPT THIS RESPONSIBILITY?"

Standing silent for a moment, Silent Brook finally manged to squeeze out a yes.

"WHY DO YOU ACCEPT THIS RESPONSIBILITY YOUNG ONE?"

After a few moments of thinking Silent Brook sobbed out, "Because I do not want this foal to grow up like me! I want her to be happy, I don't even know her, but I want her to be happy and have a good life!"

Voice no longer overpowering Loyal spoke softly to the mare, "You are ready young one. Welcome back."

Silent felt a shock of electricity run through her and blacked out again. When she came to Loyal Laryia and Thane stood off to the side holding the foal.

Feeling Thane's gaze upon her Silent Brook knew she was infact returned to the land of the living. Standing shakily she rushed forward and threw her forelegs around Loyal crying her thanks.

"Why do you thank me, because I brought you back?" probed Loyal.

"No Loyal, thank you for allowing this foal a chance for a better life than I had!" Brook cried happily.

"And the young one understands." Loyal smiled as his mark appeared on Silent Brooks back. It was just like the one the foal had on her own back.

Touched at this scene, but wondering never the less, Laryia stepped forward and questioned, "Brookie, do you have a name for this foal?"

Giving it mere seconds to mull it over, Silent Brook absolutely beamed as she said, "Yes, she is Beatha, my Beatha!"

"Life and Existance, in one name. I wish you well in your new land, I will return there to you eventually and check on you." stated Loyal as his eyes glowed once more.

A purple magic bubble enveloped Silent Brook as she held her filly Beatha. With a flash of light the two were gone.

"Where did you send them, and how."

With a confident grin Loyal replied, "To a place where they can spend their 'beatha' in cofhurtachd and sabhailteachd. I sent them to my home. Now come, there is much more to do!"

Surprised at this stallions power, Thane and Laryia shared a knowing look. Loyal was definitely going to be of use here.

Author's note: I had some Scot Gaelic at the end there. Beatha- Life/Existence, Cofhurtachd-Comfort, and Sabhailteachd- Safety. I couldn't help but feel that Silent Brook was a good mare, but was too criven for revenge and for what SHE wanted rather than realize that Moon Beam and Twilight didn't really have choices in the matter. She figured it out thouhg and she's fixing it now. Oh and Loyal is turning out to be more of who I wish I could be. sure he is understanding, loyal and tends to be a bit selfsacrificial, but he can use magic to fix shit. I have to talk to people and convince them, to talk back. Loyal is def. cooler than me. Oh and the 'feather-tendrils' suddenly came to me where I got the idea, it was back from Diablo 2, ArchAngel Tyriel. didn't remeber where I'd gotten the idea til I saw a Diablo 3 commercial lol.