Just as fast as it started, estrus week had come to an end. Stallions were just arriving from either by air or by train from who knows where. The ones that stayed behind were being submitted to the hospital. Many mares were apologizing to their stallions after realizing what they had done. Of course, the stallions forgave them as they knew what they had gotten themselves into.

In eleven months or so, Ponyville would see the results of what happened.

What about me? Well, I’m still recovering from my nights with Octavia and Vinyl. I’m currently in my room with a pack of ice on my nether region. Even with my advanced healing I still needed some time to recover. The window curtains are closed, so the room is dark, but my eyes are well adjusted so that I can see my surroundings.

Strangely enough, I haven’t seen or heard from Spitfire. She never appeared to tell if she was pregnant or not, as Silver and Gray did. I still don’t know how to respond to them. Even so, I still have plenty of time.

Okay, let’s try this one more time.

I slowly roll off my bed. I’ve been confined to my bed since this morning. I’m pretty sure my pelvis shattered at some point. Because of that, I've been in bed waiting for it to heal. It's been long enough, right? I placed one of my hind legs down. This was the moment of truth, either I’m fully healed or I’m about to have the worst pain that would rival that of getting kicked in the family jewels. I quickly rolled over so that I was on all four.

I had my eyes closed and waited for the pain to kick in. Seconds went by, even though they felt like hours. But nothing happened. I let out a sigh of relief. I was thankful for this healing ability.

About time. I know I like to sleep in late, but its almost dusk. Lilly?

The small gray filly appeared. She had returned almost immediately once estrus week was over. She didn't tell us where she was though. For all I knew, she could have been hiding in someponies basement.

“You called?” She said cheerfully.

Can you let Octavia and Vinyl know I’m up and ready?

“Sure!”

She was gone in a flash. I headed towards the door. I decided not to teleport while I was in the house. Don’t want to appear in front of Octavia while she’s carrying her tea. I traveled through the hallway and into the split living room. There, Octavia was practicing her cello and Vinyl, surprisingly, not doing anything. She was instead laying on the couch face down with her face buried in a pillow and a bag of ice on her bottom. It took me a few gears to turn before I realized why. She probably won’t be able to sit or stand for a couple of days more.

“Oh? Silent!” Octavia said noticing me. “Lilly told us you recovered.” She took her hoof over her mouth and blushed. “Say that you’d be ready for another dozen rounds?”

I deadpan at her. I scanned the room for Lilly. She was nowhere to be seen in the immediate area. Leave it to her to twist up my words like that.

“Although as humorous as it was to hear Vinyl reaction. It wasn’t what you meant at all, correct?”

I nodded in response.

“Oopsy daisy.” The gray filly yelled from the Kitchen.

“We really need to find a way for you to speak more loudly. Perhaps once Ponyville’s hospital is back to normal operations we can have a look-see at what is wrong with you.” Octavia suggested.

“I can make you some sort of voice box in the meantime. Oh, and you can have a cool voice!” Vinyl said poking her face out the pillow.

“You… can do… that?” I asked. This piqued my interest. Perhaps now I would be able to communicate better with others.

“Sure, just give me a few days. Cause you know.” She directed her eyes to the bag of ice.

“...Right.”

“Now that you're up and ready, I believe it's your turn to cook supper,” Octavia said.

I nodded and made my way into the kitchen. As I entered I was greeted by Lilly who was coloring on a piece of paper. I looked down at her flank to see it was still bare. She hasn’t obtained her cutie mark yet. It's common for ponies at her age to have it by now. It seems that some get theirs a little later.

Then a thought came to mind. I already had my cutie mark when I appeared in this world. Despite having it, I still had no idea what a waning crescent moon had to do with my talent. I wonder if cutie marks appear and work for the same reason for Enders as they do for regular ponies.

Lilly?

“Yeah?” She said, not looking up from her drawing.

Do cutie marks have any extra special meaning for Enders or are they just regular cutie marks?

“Umm…” She stared up a bit, thinking. “Well, due to having higher levels of magic in our bodies than regular ponies. Our talents are given extra boost and ability if conditions are right.”

Conditions?

“Well, take Silver Mist, my sister,” She said giving me her full attention. “Her cutie mark shows mist. Usually, she can create and manage the mist as if they were clouds. Like shaping them and moving them around. But when she's surrounded by it at a large scale she can manipulate it, use it to grab and hold other ponies or objects as a unicorn would.”

… Well, that just seems overpowered.

“Maybe, but again it’s only when it’s misty.” She then looks down at my cutie mark, studying it. "We can find out what yours is when there’s a crescent moon.”

Well until then, it’s a mystery.

I made my way to the pantry and began to choose the ingredients for supper.

A week later everything was back to normal. Stallions were out in the open alongside mares as if nothing had happened between them. Everypony was continuing their life and that meant going back to work for me.

I’m greeted by the sunshine as I leave the doorway. A single shadow is cast on our lawn, but that’s to be expected as it’s my cloud. As much as I want to take a nap on it, I know that it’s time to head to work. Perhaps now I’ll have a peaceful life.

I shift my scarf around so that the collar was hidden from view. While its helmet form was useful, its collar form was not. The last thing I needed was having co-workers spreading rumors. The metal hand was okay. No pony would think much of it in its bracer form. I extend my wings, bend my joints, ready to take off. Nothing is going to stop me now-.

My more internal thoughts were interrupted when a black and red bird caught my eye. it looked... familiar. It was staring right at me. I swear I've seen it before.

Hello there. Nice to see you again.

*yawn* that was good...where am!?

Somewhere

Oh okay...WAIT WHO THE BUCK ARE YOU?!?!?

I panicked at the 'voice' who answered my question. I looked at every corner of the room until I look up the window to see a black and red bird. We stared at each other for a while until it flew off.

“Silent!” A voice shouted my name, causing me to tumble forward. I looked back to see where the bird was, but it was gone.

Dammit!

I look over to see Twilight Sparkle. She was marching over to me with a firm look. I had entirely forgotten about her. I look around to find a means of distracting her, but to no avail. For a moment I had considered teleporting, but that would probably cause more unwanted attention. As if she knew that I was potting a way to escape she cast her magical grip around me, holding me in place.

“You’re not getting away this time. The princesses said they wanted to speak to you after Estrus week. And by Celestia’s grace that’s what I’m going to do.”

“I… have work,” I told her, hoping it would get me out of this.

“Not to worry. I’ve already informed Rainbow Dash.” She smirks.

Fuck.

“Now, let’s go.”

She lifts me up and takes me away to wherever the princesses live.

The castle was beautiful, to say the least on my unwilling visit. Twilight lead me to two giant doors that had a single royal guard on each side. She stopped us before we could proceed any further.

“Okay Silent. The princesses are just beyond these doors. I don’t have to tell you that you to be on your best behavior like a colt. Do I?” I cocked my head to the side. “Okay, okay, you don’t, but please show some respect.”

She then signaled the guards to let us in. My eyes were blinded a bit from the intense sunlight in the room. When my eyes adjusted I saw both princesses before me. Celestia was at the top of the stairs leading towards her throne and her sister was to the side of her.

As we approached closer to them I felt an immense amount of pressure all of a sudden. I could see Celestia’s gaze sent directly to me. It felt nothing like before when we were at the castle. Strangely I still kept my cool.

“Princesses,” Twilight said bowing down to both princesses before her.

“Please, Twilight you have no need to bow,” Celestia spoke. “But why doesn’t Silent?” She said referring to me.

Twilight froze and her eyes shrunk. Her head turned in an unnatural way. When she made eye contact I could tell that she was screaming at me internally. She looked like she was going to burst a vessel.

...What?

“We’ll overlook this so that we can get to the point. Shall we?” Celestia said.

“Haha. Of course princess,” she said tensely.

Celestia chuckled a bit. “Well first off, I do apologize that we couldn’t have met earlier, Silent. If I may. How has your life in Ponyville treated you?” she asked.

I start to think back to what had happened to me these last few months, not counting estrus week. Since arriving I’ve taken blunt force trauma to the head, had a cyan colored pony crash into me, a piano fell on top of me, trampled, and even gotten into a fight, to which I don’t recall much, that ending with two ponies in the hospital. But why is she asking me? Didn't Twilight and Octavia tell her everything back at Twilight's castle?

“It’s… been… eventful.” I said giving my best summary.

Princess Luna flinched at my voice and Celestia took notice but did nothing. Now that I thought about it, I never did talk to them. Luna started crying when I didn't respond to the name Lunar.

“Where are you from?” It was Luna who asked.

My mind went blank. I had no idea how to respond to that. What was I supposed to say? That I was from another world where I was a completely different creature?

“I can answer that, princess,” Twilight spoke. “Silent caught amnesia. Fluttershy, along with Rainbow Dash, found him coming out of the Everfree Forest.” She said answering for me. “To be frank, I don’t believe that his name was originally Silent Night as Fluttershy was the one who gave him that name. but since then, it’s stuck.”

“Um thank you Twilight, but I wished for Silent to have told me himself.” Celestia gently told her.

I had forgotten that the story with me was that I had lost my memories. So I’m going to let Twilight have that one.

“How has working in the weather team treated you?”

“It’s been… fine. No… problems.” I said. Still getting the same reaction from Luna.

“Alright. Next, how has your relationship with-.”

“ENOUGH!” Luna spoke with a loud voice. “Tia! How is it possible that you cannot see it? Not only does he looks like him, but he also sounds like him, he even speaks the same.” Luna was starting to tear up again.

“Luna. I’ve told you that it’s impossible for him to be Lunar. Despite you taking him in as his mother, he was still a mortal pony. It’s not possible for him to still be alive after more than 1100 years.” I could hear that pain hidden behind her voice.

Luna did not respond to her sister at all. She had her eyes fix on me.

“Lulu, please.”

“...Lunar." Her gaze pierced straight through me. It was more intense than Celestia’s. “Show us your cutie mark.” She commanded.

I looked around if she was talking to somepony else. When there wasn’t I hesitantly obeyed. I gave them a full view of my cutie mark on my left side. It felt a little embarrassing for some reason. Probably because I was showing my flank off like some mares in the red district. Yes, Ponyville has a red district. I found my way there by complete accident.

Not my name, Luna.

“See? What more proof is there? What is the possibility that two ponies who look-alike would have the same cutie mark? While ponies sharing the same mark is not unheard of. Two ponies that look the same and are in two different time periods are!”

Now that I think about it, Time Turner and Minuett both have an hourglass cutie mark. But still, it’s possible that it’s just a coincidence.

“And Twilight said that he could not remember anything. He came out of the forest. And Where was Lunar last seen? The same place where the outskirts of the Everfree forest now stands! ” Luna’s voice was starting to cause the walls to tremble.

“Luna please calm down!” Celestia pleaded.

“NO, I WON’T!” Her voice reached a level that rivaled Vinyl’s speakers. “MY SON STANDS BEFORE ME ALIVE. HIS MEMORIES, GONE BY MAGIC OR BY SOME OTHER SORCERY.”

She really thinks that I’m him. I should probably leave now before she does something crazy.

“Twilight.” She said lowering her voice.

“YES!?” Twilight said. Obviously startled by being called out.

“I have an idea so that he may regain his lost memories. Lunar was once the captain of the guard. "

Still not my name.

“Perhaps taking on a role similar will help him regain his memories.”

I knew I should have left. But hey it's nice up here. I bet Octavia would feel right at home here.

“Of Course, should he begin transferring his belongings here?”

“No, not here. He will be your personal guard.”

Wait, what? Her!?

I felt like I had reached the end of my freedom. I’ve already heard of all the tales about Twilight and her friends dealing with all sorts of threats. But now I had to be there in the middle of it? I knew should have made more of an effort to stay home.

“Mine? Princess, you can’t be serious.” Twilight was just as shocked to hear this.

“I do not jest Twilight Sparkle. Lunar was the best in stealth and close combat.”

One: still not my name. Two: I’m not good at either of those. Ponies just don’t pay attention and I got lucky last time.

“Umm, Princess Celestia? Don’t you have any say in this?” Twilight asked. I looked over in hope, hope that she would get me out of this.

“As much as unorthodox Luna's request is. I do believe that you are overdue to have some protection in your castle.” Princess Celestia told her, which dumbfounded both of us.

“Then it is settled. My son, Lunar Night, will be your personal guard.” Luna declared.

Oh, I kept my last name. Wait, why am I going along with this?

“Wait… do I not… have a-.”

How Did I get here?

I found my self right beside Twilight, who was sitting down on her chair in the castle. I was wearing purple colored armor complete with a spear. At some point, I was wearing the armor. I don’t recall ever putting it on, but I do feel like I was in a fight.

“So… Twilight. Who’s the guard?” Asked Rainbow Dash.

All of the elements of harmony were present in the map room. All except Twilight were staring at me. It only seemed that Fluttershy and Rarity knew who I was. Fluttershy, because she was the one who ‘found’ me. And Rarity was the one who gave me my scarfs, speaking of which, I need to get another one.

The orange one, Applejack, appeared to have forgotten meeting me. Rainbow Dash just straight up did not recognize me with the armor on. I'm still wearing my scarf, how is it not a dead giveaway? It's not like many ponies wear clothing.

“Rainbow, and everpony else, this is Silent Night, my personal guard. From this day forth, he will be assigned to guard me whenever I leave Ponyville and from 9 to 5 otherwise.” Twilight said still uncomfortable with the arrangement.

Believe me. I’m not thrilled about it either.

“Oh? Oh! So this is where you ended up.”

All of a sudden the table activates and a 3D map of Equestria appears. Then a holoprojection of both Twilight and Fluttershy’s cutie marks hover above a location somewhere in Equestria.

“Oh my gosh!” Twilight started to squeal like a small filly. “I got called to a friendship problem!”

Fluttershy also said something but it wasn’t very audible.

“Well, Silent, guess its time for you to do your job now. Have fun.” Rainbow Dash said mockingly and flew away laughing.

This might be the last time I get to say it so…

“Fuck… you.”

The world went black moments later.

Author's Note

Last Chapter for this Story. Where will this go? Find out in the next story.