Lord Despair's Scrapbook

In the orbit of Primal Earth

Unnamed PoV

    Tired…

    I feel so tired, I can barely keep my optics open. The only thing I can feel is my being tired, but I have to stay awake. Optimus could call for reinforcements at any moment.

    As my optics start to shut down, I can see the others aimlessly drifting in their own stasis pods, their face plates frozen with sleep. It had been cycles since Optimus left us here in Earth's orbit, claiming it would keep us safe, to keep them safe. Yet... I do not understand why he left me here with them.

    I am not like them. They are civilians, while I am one of the last remaining bots from the warrior caste. Perhaps he deemed it wise to keep me here with them than at his side; it does make sense. If I wasn't up here, then who would protect them if the Predacons managed to capture them? Only Primus knows what would have happened to them.

    My systems are beginning a forced shutdown against my will, and it is growing increasingly difficult to keep myself online. My fading vision erupts with light as a golden white comet lights up the inky blackness of space, warming my cold, metal body, yet draining me of my fleeting strength. My optics growing heavier by the nanosecond, the last thing I see is the comet arching over the Earth with a tail made up of unknown energy.

    The groaning sound of my pod being pulled was echoing in the small space. Even with my optics down, I can still see that unknown energy enveloping the pod, its light shining brightly like a star. Soon, this star was followed by nineteen others. Something was happening, but what exactly, I do not know. I am so tired…

    This time I know only blackness.

The Planet Equus, Hall of Legends

Arceus's PoV

    With a sigh, I pinch my brow as I stare at my ancient enemy. One that not even I could ever hope to stand against, one so endless that even the bravest of my children would run from it. Paperwork. Oh how I hate paperwork. If it didn't serve the purpose of keeping things running somewhat smoothly, I would have smitten the accursed idea a long time ago.

    Part of me rudely reminds me of the piles of vile papers I set upon Celestia like a tide of war when I brought my children to her world. I felt sorry for leaving her with all those piles, yet if I had the choice of doing things different, I would not change anything despite this paperwork. It was worth each sheet of evil to save my Pokemon from our old world.

    Slowly, one-by-one, I carefully read each one, but my mind and heart are not in it. They are actively regaling me with the visions of a beautiful alabaster Alicorn with a pale rainbow mane.

    ''Celestia'' my mind whispers sweetly. A “smile” touches my face as my thoughts are consumed by the pony princess. Dreaming dreams I never dared before. The images brought a warmth into my being, a warmth that was only reserved for my children yet somehow different.

    ''Perhaps I should visit her in Canterlot. Surely she wouldn't mind having me over too much?'' I mumble to myself. ''But first I should finish these papers. I have been putting it off for far too long.''

    With a renewed vigor, I quickly dot my i's and cross my t's, mowing down trade agreements, marking arrangements for meetings with key emissaries from other nations, and other notions that came with being a ruler. By the time I almost finished the last bit of paperwork, my door slammed open, revealing a ragged Palkia. The space dragon has seen better days; his body is covered in sweat and the jewel on his arm has a crack in it.

    ''Palkia,'' I said with worry for the dragon pokemon, the unfinished paperwork long forgotten. ''What happened?''

    ''Father, we have a problem.'' said my son before going into detail. With each word that left his mouth, my expression grew bleaker…

Twilight’s PoV

    After giving up on trying to get to sleep, I now restlessly lay in my bed. All too much had happened over these past few weeks: the arrival of the Pokemon, us befriending a number of the strange new neighbors, to the meeting of Equus leaders, and the studying their many abilities... I guess all of it just started to get to me. It wasn’t any use, so I kick my blankets off.

    My exposed fur bristles at the touch of the cool night air. Leaving my nice warm bed, I trot to my window and stare at the peaceful night sky, and I smile at the silver light of the moon. It seems Luna is in a good mood tonight.

    Of course she would be. One good thing that came from the Pokemon move was that Luna had finally gotten what she always wanted: somepony to watch her beloved nights, in the form of the nocturnal Pokemon. But there is another reason for her good mood if what Celestia told me was true. Luna had been getting quite “friendly” with one of Lord Arceus's Legendaries.

    Even despite all these new changes, I still can recall the socially inept moon princess that almost everypony was afraid of till that one Nightmare Night when I helped her make her first friends. Now she has grown in her endeavors of connecting with others, going as far as befriending the moon Legendaries Darkrai and Cresselia…

    ''What are they like?" I found myself asking. "Are they anything like the other Legendaries? I don't recall ever seeing them. Perhaps they are majorly nocturnal like Luna, that would explain why, but still I should have at least seen them at some point. Maybe Luna wouldn't mind introducing us, after all we are her friends."

    My eyes glance at passing night Pokemon like Zubats, Hoothoots, and other kinds I couldn't name at the moment going about their nightly lives.

    A stray thought enters my mind. ''What would it be like to be with a special somepony?" The question catches me by surprise, unsure of why I thought of such a question or what had brought it up in the first place. Then the vision of Rarity and the Pokemon Keldeo with wrapped tails cruelly dances in my mind.

    The two have grown close to one of another. It is rare to see them without each other. There had been times when all Rarity wanted to talk about was Keldeo… and a ping of jealousy hit my heart… Am I jealous of Rarity? No, surely not, I am her friend. What have I to be jealous of…?

    "Besides Rarity being the most desired mare in all of Ponyville, a successful business pony, passionate with her work and she has a handsome coltfriend? So no, you don't have nothing to be jealous of.'' my mind states smugly.

    I sadly sigh at the words. My mind had been right, I have so much to be jealous about. Unlike Rarity, I was plain. Even with wings, I could never be as gorgeous as she. I was given everything I wanted while she earned what she has with her own hooves. Though I am equally as passionate as her, stallions care more for a mare's looks than her brains. Despairingly, I look to the stars, hoping to find solace in their guiding light. My eyes instantly glue themselves to the brightest of the stars. There, I decide to make a foalish, yet hopeful wish, ''Star that shines so bright, let me have this wish tonight. I ask by Luna's silvery light for an stallion brave and truth to come into my life. A stallion to love me for me… I make this solemn request for I find myself wanting for the love of another.''

   Suddenly, the very star I wished upon began to glow a golden white as if answering my pleaful wish. Its light grew brighter and brighter till it formed a giant ball of golden flames on course with the Everfree… ''What!?'' I shout in shock and surprise that the star I wished upon wasn't a star at all, but a great meteor! I watch in horror as the flaming, gold meteor arcs high in the sky far above Canterlot.It suddenly burst into twenty individual pieces, each in various sizes, scattering in all directions like a thunder of wild dragons raiding a diamond dog mine. While nineteen of them head in other directions, one stayed on course with the Pokemon-filled forest, gliding on the air like an graceful dancer until its crash and disappearance into the woodlands.

    I let out the breath I hadn't known I was holding, my hooves feeling weak as I slide down from the window with my back to the outside world. ''How close were we from getting hit by that meteor? Inches, centimeters? If it hadn’t burst apart or did so a little lower, Ponyville and Canterlot would be wiped from the map. But still ponies and pokemon have meet their ends tonight.'' Wrapping my hooves around myself to keep from shaking, a thought enters my mind. ''I need to send a letter to Celestia at once, she needs to know where the bit of meteor landed.''