From the Ashes: Ember's Story

Chapters

On the Run
Running Again
The Port Fort
On the High Seas
Dragon Skies
Pulling into the Big City
Arrival in Canterlot
Under the Iron Hoof
The Follower
Mandatory Time Off
Meeting an Old Face
Hive Mates
Griffins, Oh My!
Reunion - Ember's View
Holding On
The Cloudsdale Show
Back to Work
In the Skies Again
With the Wonderbolts Again
Feeling the Power
Boom
Assessing the Damage
Words from Nowhere
A Gem Returns
Meeting Royalty
Rebuilding Trust
New Family Ties
Discovered
Fine Feathery Friends

On the Run

Ember panted for breath as she continued to fly away from the place she had called home, her wings carrying her as far north east as possible. She kept up this pace for the better part of an hour before exhaustion finally caught up to her, forcing her to glide down towards the forest below.

She dodged a few trees and finally skidded to a stop in a clearing. She panted as she sat down, closing her eyes tightly to hide the feeling of what just happened. She fell to the ground, laying there and put an arm over her face, sobbing as the memory of the last hour replayed in her mind.

Drakes had attacked her friends, trapped the rest of her hive in the caves below the mountain, possibly killing any changeling inside with whatever that rainbow shockwave was, and all she did was fly away as fast as she could. She did get the order to flee, and she vaguely heard Talon get called after that, but the rest was a blur.

She continued to sob for a half hour or so more, by now the sun was starting to set when she finally regained some composure. She sat up, sniffling and looked skyward. She knew where she was, there was a town, a small griffon village within a day’s flight from here. The hive being located near the border of the two warring species was both a good thing, and a bad thing.

She looked herself over, being a dragon would be bad walking into that village. She let out a soft sigh and was suddenly engulfed in a crimson flame. Standing in the emerald dragons’ place was a griffon, her avian half a pale yellow while her feline half was a bright yellow. She shook herself out and spread her wings outward.

“Been awhile since I’ve gone griffon,” she sighed, then shook her head. “Great, already talking to myself.” She leapt up and took to the air, flying straight up and looked around. It didn’t take her long to get her bearing again and resume her flight, heading east this time towards that village.

As she flew, she kept glancing over her shoulder and kept her emotion sense active. Nothing ever followed or got picked up, but she was paranoid about one of the drakes having followed her. She kept flying in the same direction, keeping her emotion senses going but she was never followed.

Night passed and was gifted with a familiar moon to light her way. At this time, she lowered herself to the tree line, continuing to glide and occasionally flap to remain aloft. She kept this up all through the night, only stopping once near a stream to regain some strength.

After the sun had been up for what Ember guessed was a few hours, a village came into view. It was small and still partly in the forest, but enough of it sat outside it. She lowered herself and landed, grunting at the stiffness of her wings and sitting to catch her breath. She sat a good ways outside it, pondering exactly what to do next.

She watched the village, some signs of life starting to happen, but she was so engrossed in watching she didn’t hear the cart roll up, or a griffon chick walk up behind her.

“Hi there!” She did hear that, and quickly spun around with a yelp, losing her balance and falling to the dirt in a small cloud. After finally calming down, she saw a young griffon sitting there, looking apologetic at her. “Sorry to scare ya miss.”

“Quicktail! What did I say about scaring other griffs!” Another griffon, tugging a small wagon along, stopped and looked down at Ember as she slowly picked herself up.

“Oh, it’s quite alright ma’am.” Ember nodded slightly, grinning down to the chick who went over to lean against his mother.

“I don’t think I’ve seen you around these parts before.” The griffon mother looked Ember over again. “Though I can tell you’ve been flying for a long time. Otherwise your wings would relax by now.”

Ember winced as she closed her wings. “I was just passing through. My home was destroyed and… well,” she trailed off, looking down as she suddenly tasted curiosity.

“Oh, a refugee? I didn’t know of any griffon villages along this road. But if you want a meal, I could use some help pulling this cart.” She grinned slightly at Ember. Ember nodded slightly as she looked over the cart.

“Yeah, won’t be a problem to pull it. You wouldn’t happen to know of any boats going to Equestria, would you?” Ember stood up and helped the griffon get free, before slipping into the harness herself. Quicktail chuckled softly and jumped into the cart that had logs in it.

Ember struggled a little with the cart, but she eventually got it moving. The griffon shook her head at Embers question.

“No one in this village does, but the next one over might. I suggest you head there, should be a few days travel if you walk. About two days flying there, I think.” She nodded slightly. “But if you’ve already been flying. Then stay with us for the day and night, you may have to earn your keep a little though.” The griffon grinned towards Ember. “Name’s Light Feather.” As she extends a paw.

Ember took the paw and shook it gently. “Ember.” She nodded slightly, as she continued to pull the wagon.

After an hour of tugging the cart into the small village, they traveled into a Ponyville style village. Each house was a single story with a simple straw roof, and a pair of windows. Ember glanced over the house, chuckling softly to herself and drawing the attention of the young griffon.

“See something funny about our home?” Quicktail peered over the edge of the wagon at her as she looked back at him.

“Nope, just comparing it to the… uh… hole in the ground I came from.” Ember chuckled weakly, “So. I have to ask, why the logs?” She tugged the cart up next to the house, being directed by Quicktail.

Light Feather chuckled softly. “Have to do something to pay the bills. I craft living wood art, and I’m very good at it. Maybe you’d like something to remember us by?”

“I, erm, have no money. Thanks for the offer but I feel I am imposing too much already.” Ember grinned sheepishly as Light Feather helped unbuckle Ember from the cart. The trio headed inside and Ember got to see a fine home first hoof.

The inside of the home looked quaint, a couch and a chair sat near a small fire place. A kitchen was within view as Light Feather quickly went there to start on food. Quicktail quickly went towards one of the three doors on this level. He opened it and pointed inside.

“This is my room,” He said with a grin, “Mothers room is next to it and we have a guest room.” He bounced over to the door closest to the kitchen and opened it, “You can see if it you want, if you’re going to stay for more than a few hours anyway.”

“Quicktail!” Light Feather almost shouted from the kitchen, “I am sure she just wants lunch, then to be on her way.” Ember nodded slightly as she walked over and glanced into Quicktails’ room. She saw the typical kid’s room, it being a bed with a dresser and a giant mess on the floor with toys almost everywhere.

She chuckled softly and moved over to sit on the couch. She sighed as she sat down, the journey starting to catch up with her as she watched the griffin making lunch. Soon enough the griffin came around with some sweet smelling meat sandwiches. Ember grinned as she was handed a sandwich and quickly tore into it, not realizing just how hungry she was.

Course, she was silently soaking up the youth’s endless happiness. But just taking in enough to recharge her, she didn’t want to cause any damage and be found out. She let out a soft sigh as she looked at the griffin mother who was watching her.

“When was the last time you ate?” Light Feather asked, raising an eyebrow and tilting her head.

Ember chewed her last bite and swallowed it, “Uh, I think sometime in the morning, a day or so ago.” She looked down at the sandwich, “I have been constantly on the move since then, not really stopping or anything.”

Light Feather gasped, “Flying for over a day? No wonder your wings appear so stiff! But surely you must have stopped at least once to eat something.”

Ember shook her head, “I mostly glided along air currents, and I know to take care of myself, trust me. I am a semi-trained medical expert.” Ember took another bite of her sandwich, “So after this meal, what would you like me to do to repay you?”

The griffin shook her head. “Consider that on the house.”

“Okay,” Ember let out a soft groan, setting her sandwich down and putting a paw to her head.

“Something wrong?” Light Feather asked as she watched Ember.

“I think…” Ember shook her head slightly, “Fatigue caught…” She didn’t finish, as she slumped forward rather quickly. Falling onto the short table with a thud and a flare of fire, took on her natural form as she laid there, partially on the floor.

The two griffins screeched and jumped back, Quicktail quickly hiding behind the chair as Light Feather stood on the edge of the couch. After a few moments of staring wide eyed at the passed out changeling, Quicktail looked at his mother.

“What is she?”

Author's Note

And thus begins Ember's more normal adventure!

Running Again

Light Feather woke to the smell of cooking meat, she yawned widely and stretched out in her comfortable bed before slowly rolling out of it. She shook herself and looked towards the door, “Huh, who's cooking breakfast?” She slowly made her way out into the living room to see Ember in the kitchen, in her unicorn form. Quicktail was providing assistance and pointing out where things are.

Ember didn't even look towards her as she kept cooking, “G’morning Light Feather, Quicktail is helping me make breakfast for you both.”

“Huh, are you sure you should be moving around? Aren't you still sore?” Light Feather asked as she moved towards the table, seeing an array of bacon and eggs already on it.

“I’m fine. One advantage to being what I am is I recuperate fast.” Ember hovered over another small plate of bacon to the table. Quicktail glanced at her, tilting his head slightly.

“Recuperate?” Quicktail slowly sounded at the word.

“Heal up and get rest after being hurt or becoming ill.” Ember chuckled softly as she explained. Light Feather chuckled softly as she watched the pair.

“Are you sure you can't stay?”

Ember nodded slowly. “I’d love to, but I explained why I can't last night.” She sat at the table, as Quicktail and Light Feather did the same, starting to dig into the food. The meal mostly passed in silence after that, though near the end of it Quicktail chirped softly.

“You know how to cook very well, Miss Ember.” He grinned as he picked up his plate.

“Yeah, have to admit. This breakfast is very well done.” Light Feather grinned towards Ember.

“Well, it's one thing I do, please griffins.” She said with a big toothy grin. “Among other species anyway.” She chuckled softly and took Light Feathers dishes in her levitation and went towards the kitchen.

Light Feather watched her, sighing softly. “Having magic must be nice.”

“It can be a bit much at times, and relying on it too much can be bad when it's suddenly gone.” She set the dishes in the sink with a shrug. “So I try not to use it too often.”

“Uh oh,” Quicktail said softly, as he was currently looking out the window of their home. “Uh, Miss Ember. I think you should come see this.” Ember glanced towards the door, and squeaked as her ears went flat against her head. She suddenly detected a lot of suspicion from outside, and Quicktail had spotted the source.

“Oh no.” She said quietly, backing up some and going slightly pale. Light Feather quickly moved to the window and looked out as well. She saw three drakes walking down the street, each one was sniffing the air and looking about at the homes. Light Feather quickly glanced back at Ember who was shaking slightly, staring at the door. “They found me.”

“But they don't know it's you, do they?” She asked as she started to move towards her bedroom.

“They can smell what I am.” She sighed, looking down at the floor. “So I can't hide here.”

“Then run,” Light Feather said calmly as she placed a pair of saddlebags on Ember’s back. Ember looked at her with a puzzled expression. “Go north.”

“But…” Ember started, looking towards the door.

“Open up! The griffin we are looking for is inside!” Thundered from outside the door, making Quicktail squeak and run into his room. Ember looked towards Quicktail’s room, then back to the door and took a few steps to the side, angling herself up with the door.

“Get back, and thanks,” she said as she glanced at Light Feather, “for everything.” She focused on the door, her horn starting to glow. Light Feather took a few steps away as the drake pounded on the door. Ember growled softly as she fired a beam at the door, blasting it off it's hinges and into the street. Ember looked back at Light Feather. “Take care.”

Light Feather nodded back at her as Ember dashed out the door. Ember pounced into the door, keeping the dragon pinned underneath it. “I am the one you’re after!” she yelled, changing into her griffin guise and taking to the air, floating for a second. “Come get me if you have the balls!” She then dashed off to the north. The dragons looked at each other, then took into the air after her. The one under the door struggling to get back up.

Quicktail poked his head out long enough to see the beam go off and knock the door away. He waited until Ember had left to walk up to his mother's side. He nuzzled her gently, making her look down at him.

“Can you make a little statue of her?” he asked quietly, looking up at her. She grinned warmly down at him and nodded.

“I have one in mind, yes.” She said, looking back towards the door.

Ember looked over her shoulder at the pair of dragons that were following her. She grinned as she flapped her wings to get some distance from the small village. She lowered herself down towards the forest below her when she heard a roar from above. She glanced up just in time to see one of the drakes above her, making an attempt to grab her.

She yelped and dropped down to dodge the grab. Her claws barely scraping the forest top as she glanced up and watched the dragon who was already making another move to snatch her from the air.

“You should've taken a dragon form! At least then you might be fast enough to escape us!” The drake roared from above her as he tried to grab at her. She twisted in midair to face him, letting herself get grabbed as she placed a paw on his chest.

“Yea, one thing about attacking a healer, we know how to hurt you as well!” Her form engulfed in fire, revealing her natural form as her horn glowed. She channeled magic through it and her hoof as a small quick shock went through the drake. His wings straightened out as he yelped in pain, feeling thousands of tiny needles poke and stab at him.

He released his grasp on her and glided into the forest, crashing into the trees below as Ember leveled out and looked for the other drake. She spotted him coming straight at her, a crimson glow in his muzzle. The drake inhaled then exhaled sharply, a gout of flame flying straight at her. She barely raised a shield in time, feeling the heat of the fire pass over her.

After the short blast of flame, her shield suddenly felt a sharp impact and shattered as the drake charged into it and grabbed her in his claws.

“I dare you to try that on me!” he snarled as he held her arms at her side and hovered there. She smirked and looked up at him, wincing slightly as his claws dug into her chitin.

“OK!” She kicked with one of her hind legs, landing it into his stomach as her horn glowed again. Another shock found it's way into this drake, making his wings stiffen and grip loosen. Though before he went down, he managed to get a good claw slash on her chest as he twitched and fell to the forest below.

She held her arms over the wound as she noticed the third drake fly up and look at her, then look down at where his comrades were. He hovered as he looked over the changeling. She growled and looked at the drake.

“I can go for a third today! You’re not taking me back!” Ember snarled at the drake. He looked down at where his comrades had crashed into the forest.

“We won't chase you then. I have wounded to tend to, we’ll just say you died in our attempt to grab you.” He lowered himself, watching her for a moment before diving into the forest below. She let out a sigh, then winced at her chest wound and flew off north.

She kept going for what felt like a half hour before diving into the trees and weaving through them to eventually come up to a stream and land by it. She sighed as she levitated the satchel off her back and set it down, then scooped up some water to splash over her wound.

She looked over the satchel and grinned warmly, seeing the wooden statue’s head poking out of it. She opened it and saw rations inside, along with some bandages and a few medical supplies. She also spotted a note tied to the unicorns hind leg. Using her magic she unrolled it and read it.

“Ember, I hope you find everything of use in here. I wasn't able to fit a lot in here, as I did pack it kind of hastily last night. If you are heading north, there should be a costal village, you may be able to take a ship from there to Equestria. I hope you find what you're looking for there. Thank you for your time and I hope you don't forget us. - Light Feather and Quicktail.”

She let out a content sigh and rolled it back up, “I won't.” She said quietly as she unrolled the bandages and covered up her chest wounds. She sighed and kept her eyes southward, wondering how they doing at this moment as she used her magic to cover her wounds. Once done she took her griffin guise again and made sure the bandages were good.

She decided to start walking towards the next town, instead saving her wings this time so she wouldn't tire herself out unlike last time. And it would make her a bit harder to track if the drakes wanted to go back on their word.

The Port Fort

Ember stared at the imposing wall of wooden logs before her. It was a distance from where she stood, but the deep green unicorn just stared at it. A village she said? This looked like a fort. The towers at the corners had unicorns standing vigilant in them. A gate stood before her, closed, with its own guard above it on the wall.

She sat down and continued to gaze at the wall, wondering exactly what she was going to say when -

“You there! Unicorn! State your business,” an earth pony shouted from above the gate, the unicorns in the towers turning towards her with bows held in a magical grasp aimed at her. She squeaked and flattened her ears, looking up at him.

“Uh… Passage to Equestria, if possible,” she squeaked out.

“And why would some random unicorn want passage there? We aren't a ferry service.”

“I’ll work. I’ll do whatever you ask me to do.” Ember stood up a little, looking up.

“And what can you do, huh?” The pony glared at down at her. Ember kept her ears flat as she gulped.

“I can cook, and I am skilled in the medical field.” Ember nodded and stood somewhat proud.

The unicorn turned away and seemed to whisper with a few others out of her view. Ember let out a soft sigh. She was detecting a lot of suspicion from up there and it was making her feel uneasy. She glanced up again and saw they were still talking.

Maybe I'm better off going the long way around. She thought to herself, there was no way they’d let her onto a ship that was headed to Equestria. She turned and took a step back towards the forest when she heard the gate slowly start to open. She glanced to it and saw each door enveloped in magic.

Standing in the doorway was a stallion, his blond fur hidden under royal guard armor as he glared at Ember, making her shrink back slightly.

“You won't be cooking any meals on the ship, but we can spare one place for a pony. Instead, you’re on cleaning detail.” He gestured inside. “The ship is ready to depart in the next few hours, make sure your onboard when it does or we’ll gladly kick you back out.” He turned and went back into the fort, vanishing from view.

Ember gulped and nodded, moving in quickly. The doors were closed as a unicorn came up to her.

“We need to inspect those bags.” The unicorn gestured towards her saddlebags. Ember nodded and floated them off her back to land in front of her. The unicorn pulled out each item and looked them over, the rations were kept off to one side, but the statue was put back in along with the small map she was given.

After the bags were emptied and refilled, they were levitated back to her. She put them on her back and glanced around. Inside was a simple set up, a bunkhouse where the occasional guard came out. Each one was dressed in the royal gold armor from Canterlot, and almost seemed to glare at her as she started to walk towards the only ship in port.

The ship was huge, it seemed to dwarf the fort she was in. It's long white haul had seen it's share of combat, scorch marks ran along its frame and it had multiple dents and scratches. A few pegasi floated above it, working on its mast and tying it's huge sail down. Ember sat and stared at the ship that was larger than her own hive.

“She’s a beaut, ain't she?”

The stallion's voice knocked her out of her stupor. She quickly glanced to her side to see what she assumed was the captain of the ship standing beside her. He wore a gold uniform with black edges along it that covered his fore legs. He had a small saber at his side and wore a casual smirk.

Ember quickly turned and gave a weak salute. “I assume you are the captain of this vessel?”

“Yes, I’m Captain Gold Star, and I assume you are the stray that is asking for passage to Equestria?” The stallion asked as he looked her over. Ember nodded quickly as he let out a small chuckle. “Hopefully you have your sea legs.” He points towards the ship. “My first mate can help you find where you're staying. Hope you don't mind bunking with stallions.”

Ember grinned faintly. “No sir, I don't mind.” She glanced to her saddlebag. “And I am prepared whenever, before you ask. Who is your first mate?”

“That would be me.” The sudden calm voice made Ember squeak and turn around quickly to face it. She came face to face with a blue unicorn who had a simple straight cut black mane and wore only a flat expression with a faintly raised eyebrow. He wore a similar uniform to the other stallion, only the gold was replaced with blue.

She blinked and quickly scanned him. He was calm, collected, and barely showed any emotion whatsoever.

“Ah, Clear Theorem. Would you be so kind as to show her where she’ll be staying for our trip back to Manehattan?” Gold Star grinned widely.

“Yes sir, but she appears injured. She should check in with the doctor first.” The unicorn gestured to the bandages that were clearly visible along her chest. Gold Star nodded and gestured towards the ship, Clear Theorem turned and started toward it, Ember quickly trotting up to his side.

“What in Tartarus did you get dragged through?!” the blue earth pony with a salt and pepper mane asked as he looked over Ember. He hadn't even removed the bandages yet and he could tell just how wounded she was. She grinned sheepishly as he started to remove the bandages on her arms.

“You probably wouldn't believe me.”

“Try me,” he grumbled and looked up at her, then back to the bandages, “because these wounds were by claws, large claws I’d say.” He poked at one, making her hiss softly. “Did you even run disinfectant through it? I was told you were an expert on medical stuff, but this looks amateurish at best.”

“I rinsed it out! But no, I didn't have any of that stuff. Was kind of running for my life from a drake, ok?” She huffed, puffing her cheeks out and turning away to glare elsewhere.

“Fine, but this is going to sting, a lot.” He said calmly as he grabbed the disinfectant and started to dab at the claw wounds on her arms. She let out a few hisses of pain but kept calm, tensing a little. “Hmm, you're used to being hurt, aren't you?”

“I used to live with someone who would drag me along and we’d both be hurt after each little adventure.” She hissed out. “And, you're not going to like the wound on my chest. Will leave a scar I bet.”

“Ha, I am used to seeing blood, comes with being a doctor.” He covered up her wounds on the arm with new bandages and looked to her chest. “And I can already tell it's big. What gave it to you?”

“A drake, I let it grab me so I could send a shock through its nervous system. It twitched and clawed me afterwards.”

“Well yeah, drake claws are sharper than diamonds! What were you thinking?” He grumped and poked at her barrel, earning a wince and hiss in return.

“I was trying to get it away from a village, okay? It's a long and complicated story and I don't want to bore you with the details! Just tend to the cuts already so I can earn my fare for getting to Equestria.” The doctor raised an eyebrow.

“Fine,” he snorted. “Your staying in here anyway for your trip. Not going to let you bunk with the stallions since they could rough you up, and I didn't catch your name.”

“Em… Emerald Haze,” she said softly. “And, thanks.”

“For what? Tending to you even if you aren't a part of the crew? I could at least use an assistant while you're in here. That should be more than sufficient to get your fare to Equestria.” He started to remove the bandages on her barrel, making her wince. About halfway through, he stopped and looked up to her. “Why don't you finish unrolling this?”

Ember nodded and let her magic flow along the bandages, slowly lifting them off and wrapping them back up. The doctor looked at the wound and winced hard, it still looked fresh and deep. It had thankfully stopped bleeding, but looked like it could start back up any time. He glanced back to Clear Theorem, who had been silent this whole time.

“Yeah, she’s staying in here. You can tell Gold Star to shove it if he objects,” he turned back to the wound and grabbed the disinfectant again. “This is really going to sting.”

Clear Theorem simply nodded, “Yes, Dr. McCoy.” He left after that as McCoy went back to tending the deep wound. Ember seemed to be ignoring the pain and only winced when direct pressure was applied.

Author's Note

Gold Star, Clear Theorem, McCoy all belong to Sylvian .

On the High Seas

Ember let out a content sigh as she let the sea breeze flow through her mane. She glanced down to herself and took note that the bandages on her arms were gone, just the chest remained and even that looked smaller in comparison. She gazed out over the sea and just grinned. Her home was now miles away, buried under rock and she was on her way to Manehattan.

She let out a soft sigh as she glanced over her shoulder, detecting faint anger from the stallion that walked up to her with heavy steps.

“I understand that your injured, ma’am. But the deck still requires cleaning.” He gestured to the deck behind him. “Your horn still works, correct?”

Ember shook her head slightly, “Yes sir, it does. I was just admiring the view. It's a first for me.” She grinned up to the stallion, and walked past him towards the mop and bucket. She grabbed the mop in her mouth and started to mop it. The stallion looked confused for a moment, then shrugged and returned to his post.

After a while, the stallion resumed watching Ember as she worked, she had made good progress and was nearly done, he did notice that she was wincing occasionally. He let out a soft sigh. “You can stop for now, Emerald Haze. Report to McCoy when you’re ready.”

Ember nodded and put the mop back in the bucket, wincing slightly. “I will, sir,” she walked towards the edge of the ship, “After I admire the view more. Don't know when I will get another chance, you know?”

The stallion nodded and resumed his duties. Ember kept watching the sea for a half hour more before finally heading inside and towards the med bay. After taking a few turns, she let out a sigh. How could she get lost in the ship again? The med bay was near the mess hall, right? No... towards the center of the hull, to protect its occupants.

She let out a groan and sat, wincing again and holding her side. “They need signs.” She grumbled to herself.

“Needing the medical bay?” The sudden calm voice made her yelp and glance over her shoulder where Clear Theorem stood calmly with a raised eyebrow.

“Yes, and you need a bell.” She stood up with a soft groan.

“That would be illogical.” He calmly stated and started off down a hall. “This way, Miss Haze.”

Would be easier if you gave off an emotion of some kind, you stone wall. She thought to herself as she followed him. It didn't take long for her to get to the med bay, and for Dr. McCoy to berate her for mopping the floor without her magic.

Ember let out a soft groan as she rolled over on the medical bed that she has claimed for her journey to Equestria. McCoy glanced over at her and let out a sigh. This was the third night that it seemed she had nightmares and it didn't take long before she gasped and sat up. At least this time she didn't call out a name.

Ember sighed and looked at McCoy, and laid back with a groan. McCoy kept himself busy with paperwork for a more moments before he groaned and looked over at her.

“What's your story?” he asked, looking her up and down.

“Complicated,” Ember stared at the ceiling.

“I'm all ears, because that's the third night in a row you’ve tossed and turned and woke up gasping for breath. At least this time you didn't scream ‘Leviathan’ or ‘my Queen’.” He rested his head on his hooves and looked directly at her face. “And that sounds like changeling talk.”

“Guh… Am I that transparent?” Ember groaned.

“No, but that just gave you away. I had my suspicions about you from the start.” He leaned back in his chair. “But why are you trying to get to Equestria?”

“A new home, a new start away from the stupid drakes and griffins.”

“Why?” McCoy stood up and trotted over to the bed, grabbing a roll of bandages on the way.

“Because this war has taken everything from me. My friends, my family, my home.” She sighed and sat up slowly. “And I just want to get away from it.”

“And why Equestria?” He moved up and sat in front of her, gesturing to her bandages. Ember nodded faintly and started to unroll her own bandages with her magic.

“Just, something is drawing me there. I think an instinct or something, hard to pin down really.” She sighed, looking down. McCoy shook his head and rested a hoof on hers.

“I may be able to help you get started in Canterlot. The rest is up to you, but you have proven your medical expertise.” He grinned slightly. “Oh, and getting there is all you as well.”

Ember nodded slightly and rolled up the bandages. “I can find my way. If worse comes to worse, I can fly.”

“That's a long flight, I’d suggest train.” McCoy poked disinfectant at Embers chest wound. “And this is healing up nicely. It will leave a scar,” He paused, looking up for a moment. “Do changelings get scars?”

“On our natural form, yes. We can choose to carry it over to any form.” She looked down at her chest, “Which I may do so anyway. Be a reminder of who I protected.” She looked up to see McCoy looking at her confused and continued, “Only you and two griffins know what I am. And a part of me wonders if I’ll see those two again. One of them made that statue for me.” She pointed to her saddle bags.

“You may, the future is always uncertain,” McCoy said as he started to wrap the wound up.

“Oh, Dr. McCoy, can you keep what I am a secret?”

McCoy nodded. “Just a part of that patient confidentiality thing. My lips are sealed. Now, you get rest and stop worrying about stuff. Okay?” He gently poked at her barrel, earning a wince.

“You? Showing concern?” She leaned close to him, “Who are you?” She said with a smirk, McCoy just poked the wound a bit harder, “Ow.”

“Now you get rest before I tie you down. You’re taking tomorrow off to let that finally heal.” McCoy turned and went back to his desk.

Ember woke with a start seconds before she hit the floor. Something had knocked her out of the small bed and she could hear faint shouting. She groaned and slowly stood up, her eyes going wide as she suddenly detected a lot of panic in the air. She stood up and dashed towards the door of the med bay, seeing a few of the crew running too and fro along the corridor.

She watched them for a bit before sniffing the air. Her eyes widen as she detected brimstone, sulfur, and burnt wood. She then dashed out of the med bay and ran towards the deck. At least she didn't get lost this time in getting there. As she neared the stairs leading up, the shouting and smells increased. She climbed the stairs and stared in shock at the sight before.

A few drakes were making strafing runs on the ship, and parts of it were in flames. A few of the crew were fighting off the two that had landed, while one more was being attacked by pegasi. Gold Star was fighting with a drake with Clear Theorem at his side, and she spotted McCoy and another medic pony tending to the few wounded.

She let out a soft growl, charging her horn up and charging at the nearest drake...

Author's Note

Ember just cant catch a break, can she?

Clear Theorem and McCoy are Sylvian's.

Dragon Skies

Gold Star growled as he reared up to punch at the drake currently assaulting his ship. The blow connected but barely phased the drake as he swing back at him. Gold Star brought up his hooves to block, as a small shield appeared over them, deflecting the blow. The shield quickly faded afterward as Gold Star lunged and threw his hoof forward, landing a solid hit on the drakes jaw.

Gold Star kept ducking and dodging swings from the drake, and what he couldn't was blocked by a thin blue shield. This exchange of blows kept up until the drake finally got fed up and took back to the air. The drake floated out of Gold Star’s reach and readied his fire breath, just to get smacked out of the air by a pegasus.

Gold Star smirked, “Good job, Spin Helix!” He turned and surveyed the damage to his ship. He blinked when he saw Ember conjure up a shield to block a drake’s fire breath. Behind her was McCoy, kneeling over an injured pegasus. “Huh, didn't think she could make that big of a shield.” Gold Star glanced to his right as Clear Theorem trotted up.

“She did, sir.”

“As blunt as usual I see. Thanks for those shields by the way.” The edge of Theorem’s lips curled into a faint smirk.

“Couldn’t let him hit you, sir.” Gold Star nodded and dashed down to where Ember was luring away a drake from McCoy. Theorem followed and they both slowed to a trot as they neared him.

“How is he?” Gold Star asked as he looked over the injuries on the pegasus.

“He’ll live with a few scars.” McCoy said without looking up, “Dammit Star, we need a miracle here if we want to get out of this.”

“You called laddie?” A stallion popped out of the passageway down to the innards of the ship.

“No! Get back down there and get our blasted engines working again!” McCoy snarled before Gold Star could say anything. McCoy turned to Gold Star and was about to say something before a loud bellow sounded, followed by a surge of lightning passing by them. They both turned to see Ember standing on top of a drake, it twitching as little tendrils of lightning flowed around its limbs.

She jumped off the drake and trotted over to them, stumbling slightly on her way. She looked up to Gold Star. “Tell your pegasi in the air to try and aim for either the wing bases or the chest with their hooves.”

Gold Star raised an eyebrow, “Why?”

“That will stop a drake from attacking, unless they can generate electricity on the fly to shock them,” Ember grunted softly, looking skyward at the combat going on. “You drop enough with quick strikes, the rest will flee because they have the sense to run when things aren't going their way.”

McCoy stood up and walked over to her, poking at her chest. “And you should be resting! Let us handle this!”

Ember shook her head, “Not going to happen. I am still capable of holding my own at the moment.” She looked at Clear Theorem. “Unless you have a better idea, stone wall.” He merely raised an eyebrow at that, then glanced skyward.

“Her plan relies on the pegasi hearing us, and not the drakes.” He looked back down at her. “We do have unicorns, we could try to shoot them.”

“You guys decide on something,” Ember said, glancing up, her horn glowing as a pair of bat wings unfurled from her back, both Clear Theorem and Gold Star stepping back with wide eyes. “I’m going to help up there.” She said with a growl, launching skyward.

McCoy leaned towards Gold Star and whispered. “Changeling.”

Gold Star blinked and looked up, watching her quickly surprise a drake by smacking it between the wings with a hoof. The drake turned to face her and saw the alicorn-esque appearance and went wide eyed for a moment before lunging at her. She raised her arms up to block an incoming attack, but never felt any come. She peeked over her arms and noticed the drake twitched before falling.

She glanced downwards and saw Clear Theorem looking up at her, his horn glowing. She grinned and looked up at the pegasus who floated and stared wide eyed at her. “Magic spell my friend showed me.” She grinned sheepishly for a moment as she floated there. “Anyway, quick precise shots, aim for the chest or wings.”

She turned and flew off towards another drake. Gold Star watched her for a moment, then looked to McCoy.

“How many unicorns are still standing?” McCoy looked confused for a moment, before glancing around and doing a mental count.

“A half dozen, why?”

“Good,” He turned to Theorem, “Time to Macgyver a victory. Clear, I need you and those unicorns to chain a surge from our engine up to the drakes. I want you to channel the attack that will hit all of them!” Clear Theorem raised an eyebrow.

“Sir, that will drain our engines.” Gold Star just shook his head.

“We can recharge them in Manehattan, we can rely on wind power during that time. Do it!” Clear Theorem nodded and dashed towards the stairs.

“Unicorns! ON ME!” He shouted, standing at the top of the stairs as the unicorns ran over to him. Gold Star turned to McCoy with a grin.

“Time for a light show worthy of Princess Sun-butt!” Gold Star kept his grin as he dashed over to Clear Theorem to keep safe from drakes. Clear Theorem explained the plan to the unicorns, and watched them dash down the stairs.

Meanwhile, up in the air, Ember kept surprising the drakes. She detected determination all around her from the ponies nearby and soaked it in, just adding to her gusto as she bounced from drake to drake.

She took a quick glance down and noticed Gold Star making a few motions with his hooves, to round them up. She nodded in return and glanced towards the pegasi around her. Ember charged at one of the drakes, slamming into it's back as she glanced to the two pegasi it was fighting, “Crow’s nest!” She shouted at them, pointing downwards with a hoof.

The pair glanced down and noticed Gold Star still making the gestures, looking up at each pegasus in the air. They nodded and zoomed off to help others and let them in on the plan. It didn't take long before the ponies started to herd the drakes towards the crow’s nest.

Clear Theorem glanced down the stairs, just in time to see a chain of lightning hitting the unicorn’s horn at the base of the stairs. The chain then bounced to his horn and he looked upwards and fired off the surge of lightning at the grouped up drakes.

The lightning bounced off each of the drakes, leaving scorch marks along their scales and some of it tearing in and carving paths into the flesh. After the short light show passed, the drakes floated and glared at each of the pegasi who still looked ready to scrap. Each drake floated up a little and flew off back towards the mainland after that.

Ember grinned as each of the pegasi cheered. She looked downwards and saw Clear Theorem kneeling down, gasping for breath. “Good plan,” she said, before wincing and clutching her sides. She grunted as she held her sides, her magic fading as she lost focus on it. Her wings remaining as they stayed open and revealed their true appearance, allowing her to glide down. She only made it part way before passing out, the other pegasi moving over to help guide her down.

“Ember.”

Ember looked around and saw nothing but blackness. The voice sounded again to her left, and she looked in that direction to see her queen floating there, at least most of her anyway. Leviathan looked a bit ethereal as she grinned back at her. Ember closed her eyes for a moment, just to open them again and still see her there.

“Why?” She floated over to her and hugged her queen as best she could.

“I am sorry. Some things have to happen,” Leviathan said softly as she wrapped Ember up in her wings. “Don't worry, you will see some of your hive mates again.”

Ember started to tear up as she buried her head into Leviathans side, “I miss you already. I don't know how long I can keep ignoring the pain I feel.”

“I am sorry.” Leviathan said softly, holding Ember at arms length gently. She placed a hoof on her chest and grinned warmly, “But I will always be here for you. Never forget me.”

“I won't, my Queen,” Ember said, sniffling. She looked up at her and tried to grin back.

“It's time you wake up. And make new friends until old ones show up.”

Ember let out a soft hiss as she slowly woke up. She felt herself laying on a soft and familiar bed, though her chest ached like hell. She let out a groan as she opened an eye, seeing only darkness before her. After letting out another groan, she heard some shuffling, hooves stepping onto wood.

It didn't take long before a familiar face poked through a curtain with a familiar scowl. Ember let out a sigh.

“Save it, Doctor,” she grumbled as she laid there.

“I did wonder what you looked like underneath.” McCoy stepped in and closed the curtain behind him. “The rest of the crew know as well, but don't care. You helped save us, instead of running.”

Ember raised up a leg and looked at it, seeing her holey leg and let out a sigh. “Always too tired after something to hold my damn form.” She sighed and looked back at him.

“To be honest, you did do a lot of magic stuff a few days ago with the drakes.” McCoy said casually, Ember quickly looked at him, wide eyed.

“A few days?”

“Yes. You have been out for two days. You have been recovering quite nicely during that time at least. It was just a magic strain, and I suggest you only use your magic for your disguise.” He nodded sagely. “I’ll let the Captain know you’re awake.”

An hour passed after McCoy left her alone. He was at least nice enough to keep the curtain closed after he left. She was lying on her back when she heard someone clear their throat outside. She glanced over and grinned slightly, detecting both curiosity and slight hesitation.

“You can come in,” she said calmly, and Gold Star stepped in and closed the curtain behind him. He looked up at her and noticed she was a unicorn again. He let out a soft sigh as she detected the hesitation fade.

“Thank you, for what you did earlier. You helped inspire my crew, thinking an alicorn had shown up and joined them. They are still talking about you in the mess hall.” He said calmly as he stood focused.

“Nothing bad, I hope.” she grinned warmly, sitting up a little with a wince. “And I don't bite, honest.”

“Those fangs say otherwise,” he retorted with a smirk, “And no, nothing bad. Most suspected you were a cursed alicorn, or just a gifted unicorn until McCoy said otherwise.” He paused for a moment, looking her over. “You are on your way to Canterlot, right?”

“Yes.” Ember gave a short nod.

“McCoy is writing a letter of recommendation for you to show to the Canterlot Hospital. But you’ll need some bits to start out, and a home I think. It won't be much, but I’ll see what I can provide. Or get the crew to help you out. We owe you that much.”

Ember shook her head slightly, “Please, sir. You don't need to repay me for doing what anypony else would of done. I am just going to settle down in Canterlot, work at the Hospital, and hopefully avoid more wars like this one.” Gold Star just grinned widely.

“Too bad, you’re going to accept my help like I accepted yours. Now you rest up, it will be a week before we get to Manehattan. You should be back on your hooves by then, I hope.” He saluted her. “Get well. That's an order.” And with that, he turned and left before she could say anything in reply.

She let out a content sigh and laid back down, grinning to herself.

Author's Note

Gold Star, Clear Theorem, McCoy, Random stallion (Bloody Miracle) are all Sylvian's.

Pulling into the Big City

“And there is Manehattan,” Gold Star announced as he and Ember stood side by side at the bow of the ship. They were still an hour away because their main engine was down, but to Ember it felt like she was already inside the city. She gulped and looked to Gold Star, and he just grinned back at her. “You’re willing to face dragons, but the big city scares you?”

Ember nodded slightly, looking back at the city. “So many ponies there, and from what I can see, it looks like a giant maze.” Ember sat down. “And I won't be able to fly.”

“You could go pegasus before we get there.” Ember just stared at him blankly.

“You seem unphased by what I am.” Gold Star burst out laughing.

“Girl, I have seen things worse than drakes here.” He leaned close to her. “A changeling is normal by comparison.” He grinned at her. “Even if you do appear part dragon.”

“Yeah.” She rolled her eyes, “That's what I get for my hive being around them so long. Sadly, I can't breath fire.”

“Oh, I bet that would be handy to have.”

Ember sighed softly, “Only one among my hive could, aside from the queen, that is. But he…” She trailed off, looking down. She looked up when she felt a hoof on her shoulder.

“I am sorry for your loss,” he sighed softly. “Nothing can fill the void that's there, except memories. Remember those good times. Who knows, he could still be alive.”

Ember nodded slightly. “I am sure he is, but I do have something to remind me of him. A little statue made by a griffin.” She grinned up at him. “So, how do I get to this… train station?”

“Just follow the signs, look for the train symbol if you can't read Equestrian.”

“I can, mostly.” Ember nodded, gazing back at the looming city before her. “Anyway, I’ll continue to admire the view, I'm sure you have stuff to do.”

“That I do, enjoy your view.” Gold Star saluted her, then turned and walked back towards the helm of the ship, barking orders out. Ember shook her head slightly and resumed gazing out across the sea towards Manehattan.

Ember continued to stare out at the large city. She stole a quick glance at her saddlebags, which now weighed a bit more as each member of the crew gave her a few bits, except McCoy. He just gave her a written letter to hand to some pony at Canterlot General hospital.

Ember looked back towards the city and noticed a few other ships that were going and leaving the port under their own wind power. None of the other ships looked like the one she was on, or near its size either. She kept her eyes on each boat, chuckling to herself softly.

It seemed each race had boats, drake boats seemed like huge carriers, allowing plenty of room for them to take off. Griffins had smaller boats, since they could take off easier and use spears in combat. But it seemed ponies preferred large boats, so they could have cannons or the unicorns using bows.

She shook her head as she thought about war boats; changelings wouldn't have their own boats, as they avoid war when they can, but if they are dragged into one, they keep with what they are blending in with.

Now that she thought about it, changelings had to be the most peaceful race there was. Even ponies had little bits of aggression within them. She let out a sigh and took another look at the boats. Okay, maybe changelings picked up on war too, but really? Being a part of any other species would do that.

It didn't take long for the ship to pull into port and all the procedures to go forth. She kept at the bow of the ship, out of every ponies way until Gold Star said she was safe to move. It took about an hour for all this to go on.

She managed to take a few steps out of the port and just stood there, gazing at all the ponies walking about. She took a deep breath and continued another step before a voice behind her made her stop and turn slightly.

“Miss Haze, wait up.” Spin Helix landed softly beside her, grinning. Ember tilted her head, looking confused.

“Why are you here Mr. Helix? I thought you were needed with the ship.” Helix kept the grin as he stood beside her.

“Gold Star thought you could use an escort through your first major city. I was more then happy to oblige. You don't mind, do you?” Ember quickly shook her head.

“Oh no, no. I’d love that.” She looked back into the city. “This place is just so… big. Is everything like that here in Equestria?” Helix started into the city and Ember followed close behind.

“Not everything is this big, just Manehattan, Pillydelphia and Canterlot really. Baltimare is kind of close too, but it's still growing. There are other smaller places too.” Helix let out a few chuckles.

“Hopefully, Canterlot isn't as busy as this place.” Ember shook her head as she trotted along. Since arriving, she had kept her emotion senses limited to just a yard or so around her. Any greater, it felt ready to overwhelm her with so many different emotions. Being a harvester, she had control over how far she could sense, but could never shut it off and at times, like this, she wished she could.

“I haven't been there in a while, but I do recall it being peaceful in comparison. Probably because that's where Princess Celestia resides.” Helix stopped as he heard a soft squeak behind him and glanced over his shoulder. Ember was looking at him wide eyed.

“The Princess Celestia?” He nodded.

“Don't worry, she’s harmless. Well, unless you piss her off, but I doubt you’d do that.” He grinned widely as Ember shook her head.

“Well, no. I’m just worried she’d see through my disguise or something.” She resumed walking, and decided now to look around, seeing various stores along the main road they were traversing.

“She may be an alicorn, but she isn't all seeing. She didn't predict this war going to our lands, for starters.” Helix let out a soft sigh. “So seeing you for what you are, I doubt it’d matter anyway if she could. You are kind and generous, so she’d welcome you with open wings.”

“Yea, I suppose you're right, besides. I doubt I’d get much interaction with her anyway. I don't think alicorns get sick, or hurt.” She chuckled softly. “Thank you again for this, Mr. Helix.”

“It was no problem at all Miss Haze. The train is the most direct route to Canterlot, unless you really want to fly there.” They took a turn and strolled through a park, Ember started to relax a little at the view of nature, grinning some as she glanced at it.

“At least it isn't all buildings here.” She looked towards Helix. “So, I’ve been meaning to ask, what is a train?”

“Think of it as a series of carts chained together, lead by an engine that can roar like a dragon.” He glanced back at her. “Really, it's just the engine that makes all the noise. The rest of it is comfy seats, good food, and some company. Although you’re on your own there, but I’m sure you’ll make a friend or two on it.”

“Huh, drakes had nothing like that.”

“What about the griffins?”

“Never really been to a griffin city. My home was more in the drake empire, so we kind of lived in theirs. I guess it makes sense as the drake empire is kind of small, or at least seemed so.” Ember shrugged as she walked along.

After leaving the park and taking a few more turns with idle chat. She finally came up to the train station. She glanced at Helix with a grin, then winced after hearing one of the train whistles blow.

“Yeesh that's loud.”

“You get used to it after a few years.” Helix said as he turned to face her and bow slightly. “This is my stop, Miss Haze. I wish you the best of luck in Canterlot, where we may meet again.” He turned and took a few steps, then stopped and glanced back at the hoof near his mid section.

“Just wanted to thank you again for the escort. And tell Gold Star thanks for ferrying my sorry tail across the sea.” She grinned up at him. Helix gave a more formal bow and nodded back.

“It was no problem at all, Miss Haze. Take care.” He turned and took off into the sky back towards the port. She watched him fly off, then turned back towards the station and started towards it. She paused at the top of the steps and looked around, spotting booths that had a few ponies behind them. She glanced above it and noticed the sign she was looking for.

She grinned and trotted up, casually waiting in line till it was her turn. She stepped up and asked for a ticket to Canterlot, the mare behind the counter giving her a once over, shrugging, and passing it along after getting the required bits. After trotting inside and looking around, she found the train she needed, after marveling at them for a bit.

She had to wait about an hour for the train to get prepared for the trip, but it gave her plenty of time to admire the view of such technological wonders. When they called for her train, she was actually eager to ride one of these, to cover great distances with relative ease. It certainly saved energy to do so as compared to flying.

The inside of the train was small, least compared to what she expected. It truly was like a bunch of carts chained together, with the same space. She seated herself at one of the benches as she was told to wait for every pony to board. It seemed this train was going to make a few stops along the way to Canterlot, but all were rather short.

She was also told where the cabins were, but decided to remain here for now. She grinned as she looked about the cabin, ponies of all kinds were taking this train, but what made her grin the most was the foals. They looked to be ready to enjoy this ride as she could feel their excitement in her short range.

It didn't take long before the train started off on its trip, the whistle startling her as it seemed to affect some of the foals as well. The feeling of fear soon passed though as she watched Manehattan fade into the distance.

Author's Note

Spin Helix and Gold Star are Sylvian's.

Arrival in Canterlot

Ember stretched out and let out a soft groan as she woke up. Four days on this train and she wondered how any pony could do this regularly. The first day was great, got to see plenty of sights and the cave certainly felt familiar, though there was a complication near its exit. Some rocks had fallen onto the track and damaged one of the wheels. Needless to say, the ponies in first class were not amused at the constant small bumps that eventually evened out.

She had offered to help in adjusting the wheel, but was politely told to just wait inside and the mechanic would fix it. She resigned herself to her cabin after that for the rest of the day, even though she explained she knew how she could fix the wheel. Them fixing the wheel as best they could took a few hours, but they got to enjoy a lovely view of the country side at least.

Once back on track, they got a lovely view of plains and off in the distance trees and mountains. Ember was almost as excited as most of the foals on the trip, and she quickly got along with a few of the passengers. Some seemed to glare at her though, for the sole reason of being a unicorn. She later learned that even the three tribes of ponies had ones that hated other tribes just because of small differences.

After that was a lovely passing view of a huge waterfall, the train had slowed down to allow its passengers to take pictures or view it as it passed by. She simply watched the waterfall as she had no way of ‘capturing the moment’ for now. She figured she’d probably be back at one point or another, and may have a means by then.

The nights passed by quietly, and she slept on what she deemed the most comfortable bed ever. Of course, when you're used to dirt mounds or piles of gold coins, a pile of cushions is paradise. It made her think why dragons took to sleeping on piles of metal that could melt if they sneezed.

The food on the train was good, mostly cupcakes and other grain foods. But there was some for the more omnivorous among the occupants. Most of the meat options were fish, which she was hesitant to try at first but soon found it to be rather enjoyable.

She looked out the window of her cabin and gasped at the sight before her. Canterlot was fast approaching and the majestic white castle looked awe inspiring. The city itself rivaled Manehattan in size, but it's structures didn't go nearly as high. She easily spotted Canterlot General, and a few other buildings too, like the train station that this train was going to.

“Arriving in Canterlot Station in roughly 10 minutes,” sounded over the intercom, making her jump a little and glare at it. She resumed looking out at the large city, seeing the lower part of the city near and each of the houses looking slightly run down. She tilted her head slightly as she watched the houses roll on by, steadily getting better in quality as she got closer to the station.

She suddenly had a thought, she had nowhere to stay while getting started here. If these homes were as costly as drake homes, the bits she had would certainly not cover that. Maybe she could find a hotel or something to stay at, but for who knows how long. Oh well, maybe sleeping out under the stars wouldn't be so bad here, she maybe could afford a weekly bathhouse visit to stay clean, maybe.

She turned back to her saddlebag and did a mental count to make sure everything was still there, which it was. The bits, the statue, a map, and the letter from McCoy, all snuggled tightly together. She stared at the statue for a bit, letting out a soft sigh until the P.A. blared again, saying five minutes until arrival.

As she put it away, she glanced out the window and noticed the station and it's sheer size. She blinked and thought, and I thought dragons liked it big, dayum. She shook her head slightly as she levitated the bag onto her back, and opened the door, peering out into the small hallway.

She let out a sigh and stepped out, making her way towards the main cabin where other ponies were sitting. Some, namely the foals, were looking out the window in awe, but most of the adults were just waiting for the train to stop.

She sat and calmly waited as the train came to a stop, and all the passengers made their way off. She waved to a few of the foals that she had befriended as they left, and when all the others were finally off, she made her way out.

Ember took a few steps out of the train and looked around in awe. “Holy Tartarus,” she mumbled as she stared at the architecture. She slowly walked off the platform, looking around at it. She squeaked when she detected some anger behind her, and glanced over her shoulder just in time for a stallion to tell her to move faster.

She sidestepped out of his way, allowing him to pass as he grumbled something about country bumpkins being in his way. She shook her head slightly and walked towards a counter and glanced at the stallion behind it who looked bored.

“Hi there, do I have to check in?” She asked calmly. The stallion shook his head, making her grin slightly. She took a step, then turned to him again, “Which way to Canterlot General hospital?”

The stallion let out a sigh. “Down the road, take a left after three blocks going straight from here. Go for five blocks after that, then take a right from there, see it straight ahead,” he finished with a yawn.

Ember raised an eyebrow as he spoke, then gave a small bow when he finished. “Thank you, sir.” she grinned and made her way out, taking a few steps past the doors and turning back to gaze at the entrance arch way. “Wow.” She stared at the statues holding up a giant clock. A pegasus, an earth pony, and a unicorn, each looking up at the alicorn sisters above the clock.

She stared for a few minutes longer, then shook her head and turned to walk towards Canterlot General. She looked about as she trotted along, keeping to a sidewalk. Everypony looked busy going in and out of various shops and barely giving her a glance.

It didn't take her long to get to Canterlot hospital. The large white structure towering before her as a few ponies came and went. She paused outside to look it over. “Man… Ponies like everything big,” she mumbled to herself.

She glanced back at her saddlebags and levitated the letter out, looking it over. “To Faith Cure, Canterlot General. From McCoy,” she read to herself. She looked forward and took a step, bumping into a purple unicorn mare. they both squeaked as Ember fell back onto her plot, wincing as she looked to the mare. “So sorry! I didn't see you there.”

“Oh, it's quite alright, I was…” She trailed off as she looked at Ember, tilting her head and looking her over. “I don't think I’ve seen you around before. Are you new around here?” Ember gave a quick nod. The mare continued to look her over, “I assume you're here to get those bandages looked at?”

Ember looked down at the small amount of bandages that she still wore and chuckled softly. “Another doctor tended to me already,” she grinned. “On a boat trip here from near the border to the griffin and drake realms.”

The mare stepped closer to Ember and peered over the bandages. “Huh, ok. Then why are you here?”

“I was actually looking for employment. Doctor McCoy sent me here.”

The nurse made a skeptical noise. “And why would he send you here? We just don't take anypony off the streets you know.” The mare sat and crossed her arms, glaring at Ember. She floated a letter up towards the purple mare who took it and glanced it over. “Sometimes I wonder about my husband,” she grumbled.

“Your husband?” Ember tilted her head in confusion.

“I’m Faith Cure, and McCoy is my husband,” Faith explained with a resigned sigh. “I was on my way to get a drink from a local tea shop, you might as well join me so I can get a good look at you.”

“So, an Earl Grey and a jasmine pearl tea,” the dark grey mare said with a nod, holding a little note pad in front of her as she glanced down to her assistant, a young paler grey filly with a two-toned blue mane.

“Would you like cupcakes or cookies to go with that?” she asked, trying to sound professional while glancing up at the mare.

Ember hummed a little, “Don't think I’ve had cookies before.”

The young mare gasped loudly. “You haven't had cookies before? You haven't lived!” She exclaimed, before calming down as the mare glared lightly at her. “I suggest chocolate chip cookies then, ma’am. They are the best kind.”

“Then I’ll take a chocolate chip cookie,” she grinned to the young mare warmly. The pair gave a nod and turned to put in the order they took, leaving the older mares to talk.

“So, Ember,” Faith started, “You’re from a small settlement near the border to the drake empire?” Ember nodded as Faith continued, “Didn't think there was ponies near them. Why’d you leave?” Ember sighed softly, looking at the table.

“The drakes destroyed my home, captured some of my friends and family and I managed to escape. I came here because I knew it would be peaceful.”

“So you don't have a home here?” Ember shook her head slightly, making Faith sigh softly. “Well, according to my husband's letter, you took care of yourself after receiving a nasty cut from a drake. Cleaned out the wound and dressed it with what you had at the time. He also said that you're fairly knowledgeable of how the other species works and how to tend to their wounds.”

“I did live on the border between two warring species. We often saw both come into our village covered in blood from open wounds.” Ember said somewhat quietly, glancing to her side as a pair of cups were set down at their table, along with some sugar and a small pitcher of cream next to Faith’s cup. A few moments later a tray of cookies was set down between them, somewhat wobbling as it was placed.

“Whew, didn't spill any this time!” the young pale grey mare exclaimed as she grinned up at everyone.

Cure looked to the mare with a grin, “Thank you, Fine Brew,” then to the young filly, “and you too, Witchy.”

Fine Brew turned and started back towards the counter, as Witchy followed after. “Witching Hour, I said you could help me if you did your homework.”

“But Mama, I finished my homework for the next two weeks!” Witchy exclaimed as she looked up at her mother.

Ember watched the pair leave, than looked back to Cure. “I don't know why the drakes did what they did. But after that, I suspected the worst was to come and just wanted to get as far away from it as possible.”

“Well, since my foolish husband gave me a worker without a home, you can stay with me until you can afford one. However, you are going to start bright and early tomorrow, so be warned. You will be helping me with what all I need to do in caring for the derpy ponies that hurt themselves.”

Ember nodded. “Thanks. And I promise to be the best I can be,” she said as she took a bite of a cookie. Her eyes going wide as she looked at it. “This is good!”

“Told ya!” Witchy almost yelled from the counter.

Author's Note

A young Witching Hour, and Fine Brew belong to Witching Hour.

Faith Cure belongs to... well, Sylvian, me, and Witching hour! Kind of a joint thing to make her, hehe.

Under the Iron Hoof

Ember panted as she ran to catch up with Faith Cure down the street. She had slept in just a little, the guest bed was just so comfortable! Top that off with having to shovel in breakfast and an extra long time cleaning up, she was literally running to catch up with her host.

Faith glanced over her shoulder as Ember slowed to a trot, panting softly. “I assume the beds where your from aren't that comfortable?” Ember shook her head.

“Heck no! I was lucky to sleep on hay,” Ember chuckled softly, “and when I was forced to tend to dragons at some of their homes, well, let's just say I don't see how they can sleep on metals.”

“I’d hope the griffins had something better than dirt mounds.” Ember shrugged at that. “What? Never visit any of their kingdoms?”

“No, actually. We weren't close enough to theirs, just the drakes. And we weren't fond of getting scorched.” Ember kept up a soft grin. “So, my first day of work. I am going to be helping you out?”

“It's the middle of the week, normally today is slow. But sometimes a few derps do come in.” Faith lead Ember towards the hospital from where she lived in the middle class part of town.

She had been explained how Canterlot worked, at least a summary of it anyway. The lower class slums, the middle grounds, and the Canterlot Elite all separated out. She shook her head when she heard that, but it seemed Canterlot General didn't care where you were from, they tended to all.

She also learned a bit more of Celestia, and that she does indeed visit the hospital, but on rare occassion. And she learned the Wonderbolts main compound was next to the castle. She learned most of them were off dealing with the griffin and drake war and some had stayed here.

She made a plan to get to know them better but after she got started first.

“So,” Cure started as she neared the hospital doors, glancing back at Ember, “I am going to start you off at the clinic. You’re basically going to diagnose ponies, and tell them how to solve their problems.”

“Sounds easy enough.”

“You say that now, just you wait.” Faith let out a few evil sounding chuckles. “If you do good, then perhaps we can see about making you a nurse for now.”

“Will do ma’am!” Ember gave an awkward salute, earning a raised eyebrow from Faith. “Er, sorry. Military-type training,” she explained sheepishly as Faith just shook her head.

“Right, just don't yell at anypony, ok?”

“I won't.” Ember grinned. She was lead to a reception area and was directed to the one in charge. The mare gave her the general overview of the position and told her where to go and also her first folder. As she walked to the door, she glanced towards a small bowl that was full of lollipops and hovered a few into a pocket.

Ember opened and glanced at the file. She chuckled softly as she trotted towards the door and could hear faint sniffles from the other side. She tilted her head, glancing at it for a moment detecting pain from the other side.

She opened the door with her magic and stepped in, seeing a familiar face right off the bat. Fine Brew sat next to the examination chair, which was currently housing a young red pegasus colt who was holding an arm and trying to look tough. Sitting on a chair next to him was Witching Hour as well, looking towards the door as Ember came in.

“Hey! I remember you! You had tea at our place yesterday!” Witch exclaimed as she pointed at Ember who chuckled softly and nodded.

“Yes I did. I was discussing my future employment here, actually.” She grinned as she trotted up to the chair and looked the colt over. “And who is this?”

“Leaf Wind,” Fine Brew said calmly, looking at the colt, “who decided he wanted to fly off a table.”

“I told Wikky dat it was gonna be cool!” Leaf whinned, as he held his arm. “I’s not my fault da floor is hard!”

“And you…” Ember trailed off as she lit up her horn, scanning him with her magic, “appear to have broken that arm.”

“Awww,” he started to cry, as Ember kneeled down in front of him with a soft grin.

“Don't worry little colt, it’ll heal.” She glanced to one of the cupboards, opening each one just enough to see inside. She eventually spotted a roll of gauze and floated it over to herself, looking it over and focusing on it. “Now, I'm gonna wrap this up with this special roll I found.”

Leaf calmed down a little, looking at the roll, than to Ember.

She continued with a soft grin, starting to wrap up the arm with the bandage. Leaf quickly felt a cooling sensation on his arm, he blinked and looked to his arm, sniffling. “How does that feel?”

“Cold,” he mumbled, “and tingly.”

“Good, that will last ‘til we get a cast on it.” She grinned. “You’ll miss a few days of school though,” she hovered out a lollipop from her pocket and held it towards him.

“Hey! How come he gets a lollipop?” Witch whinned as she watched Leaf brighten up at the candy. She looked at Ember, just in time to see another floating in front of her. She quickly grabbed it and grinned. “Thanks!”

Ember chuckled and looked towards Fine brew, another floating out. “Would you like one too?” Fine Brew shook her head with a grin.

“No, thank you.”

Ember chuckled softly and turned towards the door, stopping when she heard a “Fank you.” She grinned over her shoulder to see Leaf looking at the bandage roll, the lollipop in his mouth.

“You’re welcome, little Leaflet.” She turned and left, stopping by the reception desk and relaying the info. She glanced to her side, smirking at the excitement she detected to her side as she spotted Faith Cure trotting up.

“Impressively handled in there.” She stopped as she looked on the counter. “Have a way with foals, huh?”

“It helps when you’ve lived with somepony who does similar stuff to himself.” Ember shrugged, floating another folder towards herself. “So, I’m basically doing this all day?”

“Yup, shouldn't be a problem.”

Ember let out a tired sigh as she sat at the table of the tea shop she visited yesterday. It had been a long day of dealing with various small cases that were easy to solve. For now, she was sitting at a table, a cup of jasmine tea before her as she stared at it. A tray of cookies wobbled onto the table, making her glance to her side, seeing Witch there.

“You looked like you could use a pick me up. Have a cookie.” Witch grinned at her.

“Thanks. How’s Leaf doing?” Ember sat up a little, grabbing a cookie and munching on it.

“He’s doing good. Should be bouncing about and falling off things again soon,” Witch replied, still smiling and sitting opposite of her.

“He’s going to keep me busy. On the plus side, though he’ll be really durable when he grows up. Everyone gets a little stronger in the broken places.” Ember grinned, sliding a cookie towards Witch. She looked at it, then up at Ember. “Go ahead.”

“But I'm on the job.”

“And as a potential nurse, I'm telling you to enjoy a cookie.” Witch grumbled for a second, taking the cookie and munching on it.

“They are the best.” Ember grinned at her. Witch raised an eyebrow, then shrugged. “Besides, you're allowed a break.” She looked towards the door as it opened, seeing Faith trotting towards her.

“Well, first day, and you're already liked by half the staff around the clinic. Impressive.” Faith sat at the table, looking towards Witch, “Earl Grey, when you're done with your cookie.” Witch just nodded and hummed as Faith continued. “So, tomorrow we’ll discuss your salary, as you’re going to continue to work there, right?”

Ember nodded with a grin. “Yes. It was certainly enjoyable. Hopefully it's not that busy every day.”

“No, just most days.” She tilted her head, looking at Ember. “So, that trick with the bandages…”

“I enchant them, putting in a pain killer spell along with a few others,” Ember started rambling off. “Dealing with griffins and drakes required a different approach. Since griffins require a bit more focus, and drakes are resistant to direct magic.” Ember shrugged slightly, “It's kind of become how I heal, applying the magic subtly.”

“Huh, interesting way of doing that.” Faith raised an eyebrow. “So your knowledge of drakes and griffins is…” she trailed off as Ember took over.

“Substantial,” Ember smirked. “Each race heals differently, so they must be treated differently.”

“It’ll be a pleasure to work with you.”

Author's Note

Little Leaf Wind is Sylvian's.

Little Witching hour and Fine Brew are Witching Hour's.

In other news, The next two chapters are little tidbits over the next two decades.

The Follower

“Now remember Witchy,” Ember said as she led the almost-teenage grey mare along. “You’re just watching today.”

“I understand, Ember,” Witching Hour grinned widely. “Still going to be cool to watch you work.”

It had been roughly five years since the griffin-drake war had ended, and about seven since Ember started work for Canterlot General hospital. Needless to say, her first week proved hectic as she adjusted to the insanely comfortable bed and getting up at the crack of dawn and being to work on time, but she had proven herself reliable and knowledgeable.

Today was ‘Bring Your Foal to Work Day’ and, while she had none of her own, she had taken a liking to Witching Hour and her brother, Leaf Wind. She visited the tea shop as often as she could, and became good friends with Witch’s family. They did have the best cookies, after all.

On her days off, she would often foal sit them. They would also visit her home, a single story house on the edge of the ‘lower class’ part of Canterlot. It only took her about three months of being under Faith Cure’s tender mercy to afford it, and a part of her was thankful when she finally got it.

She did require privacy occasionally, to stretch her wings out. But other than that, she enjoyed the small abode. She had the windows specially enchanted to just let in the sunlight, but block anyone viewing inside. Turns out that was a common enchantment among the higher class ponies, notably among the bedrooms.

“But, there is nothing wrong with looking the part, right?” Ember chuckled as she led the mare to her closet in her house. “One of these should fit you.” She opened the door to the closet and let Witching decide on which boring blue outfit to wear.

“So many choices!” She grinned at Ember who nodded.

“I know. I can just never get tired of the color blue,” she replied, adding to the sarcasm that was in the room. Witching elevated one close to her and looked it over, grinning and slipping it on with her magic. It was a little baggy, but looked good on her.

“So you just wear them before you get to work?” Ember nodded in response. “But what about them getting dirty?”

“Cleaning spell works wonders,” she chuckled, “You can just carry it if you want,” Ember started towards the door, already wearing her outfit. She glanced back to see Witching remove hers and fold it gently before placing it in her saddlebag.

“So, are you excited for today?” Ember asked as she opened the door and started towards the street, a bouncing Witch following.

“Am I!? I’ve studied and watched as many slides as I can to prepare!” Witch pranced about as she spoke, full of energy.

“Doing all that really doesn't prepare you. I mean, it helps so you know how to reset bones, close wounds, apply bandages, etc.. But it doesn't prepare you for the blood, or how horrific some wounds can be.” Ember held a hoof to her chest, sighing softly.

“Oh yeah. You’ve seen war wounds. Those can be gruesome,” Witch sighed softly. “Especially earning a few protecting those two griffins who helped you.” Ember nodded in response.

Ember had told her where she came from, and the fact she tended to both griffins and drakes. She failed to mention what she was, as she felt she didn't need to know. She also told her of the trip to get here, omitting most details aside from the nice ponies she met.

The pair trotted along towards Canterlot General. “Today should just be a check up day. Where we check up on ponies who have been hurt doing their jobs. So hopefully nothing comes up, you’re still a little young to see some of the worse stuff.”

“Bah, I'm old enough!” Witch pouted as Ember grinned at her. They entered Canterlot General and made their way over to the reception desk. The stallion behind the counter grinned to each of them.

“I thought you didn't have any foals, Miss Haze.” The stallion asked, glancing to Witch.

“Oh, I don’t, Light Gaze.” Ember grinned at him. “I mentioned to Fine Brew what today was, and she happily let me bring Witching Hour here. So she’ll need a visitor’s pass for now.”

“Oh, do we have a new doctor on the way?” Light Gaze grinned as he fumbled around on the desk, keeping an eye on Witch as she nodded.

“Yup, I'm going to have one of the best teachers help me, so I can help out other ponies when I'm old enough!”

“And be able to keep your brother in top shape,” Ember chuckled softly as Light Gaze produced a visitors pass with Witchings name on it.

“He gives me plenty of practice already, with how klutzy he is.” Witch grinned widely as the other two laughed.

“Yup, that he will. Anyway, come along, little nurse.” Ember gestured her to follow, leading her to one of the inspection rooms of the clinic.

“So, who is your first patient?” Witch asked, looking up at Ember as she opened the door.

“A fine feathery friend.” Ember stepped in and pointed to the average sized griffin currently laying on the exam table, holding an arm. “Well, Razor Claw, where does it hurt the most?” Ember walked in calmly, stepping aside as she glanced to Witch, who squeaked at the sight.

Ember chuckled, gently sliding Witch in with her magic, then closing the door as the griffin looked down at her, then to Ember.

“Along the forearm.”

Ember sat and looked at the arm, “Extend it.” The griffin straightened the arm out with a wince, Ember leaned in close, looking it over and gently poking at it with a hoof.

“What are you doing?”

“Examining it. Griffins are resistant to magic; you’d throw off any scans I’d do.” Ember stated matter of factly. “So, the best way is to poke, and it looks to just be sprained. Do anything strenuous lately?”

“Well, I did take a rough landing a few days ago. Figured I’d did just that.” The griffin screeched as Ember set a hoof on the arm.

“Well, you certainly did a little more than sprain it. I suggest you stay off of it for at least two days, maybe three.” Ember leaned back, glancing at Witch. “Third cupboard, bottom shelf, care to hoof me a roll of athletic tape?”

She blinked, then looked up, opening the door and leaning in, floating out a roll to Ember. She took it, unrolled a little, and focused on it a moment before tying some around the griffins wrist. He just watched with an eyebrow raised.

“And now your…?”

“Giving you a dose of painkiller so you can walk to get a sling. Walking may be a bit hard for a day, so I suggest gliding, nothing too high though.”

“But I thought you said magic wouldn't work.”

“Not directly, but this will. I prefer the more subtle stuff really.” She grinned up at him. “Trust me, Razor Claw. So, how is that embassy going?”

“It is going well, construction is going smoothly with the help of magic.”

“Good, I assume you fell while working on it?” The griffin nodded, as Ember chuckled softly. “I still wonder how those with wings could fall off ladders.”

“It's a short distance!”

“And you have wings!” Ember shot back, “Just keep them spread.” Ember finished wrapping the arm and tied it off. “And keep this on till tomorrow. Should be good for a normal brace tomorrow. Our clinic has one that would fit you.”

“Thank you Miss Haze.” The griffin nodded and slowly made his way out of the room, closing the door behind him. Leaving Witch to look at Ember, slightly confused.

“So, what was that with the tape?” she asked, gesturing to one.

“I can enchant bandages, tape, or other similar stuff to provide healing over time.” She smirked. “I’m not as skilled as Faith Cure or others with direct magic. So instead I enchant things to provide it over time.”

“That is cool that you can do that.” Witch started towards the door. “Should we get the next file?”

“Yeah, we should…” She trailed off for a moment, looking at the door. She blinked and focused, putting up a small barrier in front of Witch, making her bump into it and fall back onto her plot.

“Hey, what was that…” She was cut off as the door slammed open, a pegasus stallion fuming and glaring directly at Ember who only looked at him flatly.

“Can I help you sir?” she asked calmly, despite the snarl she was getting.

“Yeah, you can tell me why you told my marefriend was pregnant! We have never had - MMPH!” He was cut off as a red aura closed his mouth.

“And there is a foal present, sir.” She gestured to Witch, who was just staring at the pegasus wide eyed. “As for your marefriend, she also said she never remembered having an encounter either. Did you and her indulge in the cider a bit much, one night?” She tipped her head forward and slightly to the right as she released his mouth from her magic.

“Uh… maybe once or twice.” He grinned sheepishly with slightly reddening cheeks.

“Then there is your answer. You two probably got drunk and, ahem, did it. Personally I’d be glad that you have a foal on the way with someone who cares for you, and you care about.” She grinned knowingly.

“How can…” He trailed off.

“Doctors intuition.” she smirked. “Treat her well, and she’ll treat you well.” She started to usher him out of the room, glancing back to Witch. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” she squeaked. “That was scary. How did you know he was there?”

“I se… er, heard him coming.” she coughed slightly. “Ahem, anyway, next file.”

Author's Note

Just a little slice of life moment five years after Ember gets signed on at Canterlot General. Also, Teen Witch is Witching Hour's.

Mandatory Time Off

Ember let out a sigh as she got off the train and stepped out into the Manehattan train station. She looked around at the familiar and bustling sight, chuckling to herself.

“At least nothing has changed in the past two decades,” she mused to herself.

“You can say that again.” The sudden, yet familiar, voice made her jump and look to her left. She saw a golden pony with a black mane smirking at her. “For being something that can sense emotions, you’re easy to sneak up on. Been awhile, eh, Ember?”

After calming down, she saluted him. “Yes it has, Captain.” He stared for a moment before laughing.

“One, it's admiral now and two, put that hoof away, you know I don't like being saluted unless I'm on my boat.” He shook his head with a grin. “So, what brings you here? I thought you’d be in Canterlot for that wedding? Soaking up all that love and fluff in the area.” he snickered.

“Eh, weddings aren't my thing. I managed to get out before that barrier got put up.” She started towards the station doors. “I am here on vacation for the next two weeks. Faith Cure told me I had to take it or lose the time.” She shrugged as she walked. “I figured might as well visit this city this time instead of pass through.” She raised an eyebrow at him. “Why are you here and not on the high seas?”

“Same reason as you... mostly.”

“More like forced into it.” The flat voice made her squeak as she looked to her right, seeing Clear Theorem there.

“And you're still as undetectable as ever, Clear Theorem.”

“Hey! It's not my fault we got into an argument!” Gold Star turned to Theorem.

“About protocol, again.” Theorem said flatly, smirking faintly into Gold Stars glare.

“Boys, sheesh. You’re in public,” she chuckled as she parted them with her magic. “I'm hungry, and could go for a cooked fish. Care to join me?”

Gold Star looked at Ember for a moment, then chuckled. “Yeah sure. I could go for something.”

“Well boys, lead the way.” Ember gestured towards the large city. They lead her a to a local restaurant and spent the next hour or so eating and catching up. They spent the time telling war stories, and using insane methods to win the day, while she just rambled on about how some ponies whine like they are dying when they get a paper cut.

“So, Admiral, huh?” Ember chuckled as she cut into her steak. “Never expected you to take up that rank.”

“I couldn't put it off any longer. They kept insisting and insisting, and I finally caved,” Gold Star sighed as he took a gulp of some tea.

“It did not help that they decommissioned the ship,” Theorem commented, making Gold Star roll his eyes.

“Unofficially. Lousy officials and rules,” he grumbled as he chewed on some food. “The ship is on display at the museum. We were going to check it out later, maybe relive a few memories. You could join us.”

“May help, so if I get separated from the tour group, I don't get lost. I swear, that ship is like a maze.” Ember shook her head. “Did you ever get signs put in?”

Theorem nodded. “It still did not help half the crew. It is also difficult to read in the middle of a crisis.”

Ember shrugged. “Can't fault that.”

“So, what are your plans?” Gold Star asked, tilting his head towards Ember.

“You know, I don't really have any. How long are you boys here for?”

“About a week and a half, why?”

“I believe she is wondering what our plans are, sir,” Theorem smirked as Ember just nodded.

“Ahh, well. Checking out the ship, I believe there was a Wonderbolt show too. One of the recruit squads too I think.”

“Huh, would of thought the Wonderbolts would be in Canterlot for the wedding.” Ember mused, putting a hoof to her chin.

“It's in two days, the wedding is four days after that. They should be back in time for that.” Gold Star nodded.

“Except I don't have tickets to it.” Ember glanced at her tea for a moment, “And getting them now would be…”

“Hello, Miss Haze,” a new voice made them glance to the side, seeing Spin Helix standing there. “Is this seat taken?” They shook their heads, Ember scooted over some as Helix sat down. “I couldn't help but overhear you were thinking of attending the show, turns out I have a spare ticket. Would you care to join me there?”

“You wouldn't mind taking me?” Helix shook his head with a grin.

“Nope, turns out who I was going to take has other plans.” He glanced to Theorem for a second, who turned away and puffed out his reddening cheeks. Ember glanced at him, tilting her head slightly.

“Huh… So you do have emotions,” she grinned, as his cheeks got redder. She turned to Helix and nodded slightly, “Yeah. I don't really have any plans within the next few days. In the meantime, I still have to check into the hotel. And I may snooze after that, long train ride and all that. Thanks for the meal, boys.”

Ember spent the next day enjoying the company of Clear Theorem and Gold Star. They toured the ship twice, before Gold Star got kicked out of the tour group for explaining how the ship worked in the navy to the tour guide. They spent the rest of the day just browsing various places, and it seemed most shops were selling things for the upcoming wedding in Canterlot.

She only bought a few things, like a fancy hat and a few little statues of the element bearers. She got tiny statues of Twilight and Rarity, and one of Rainbow Dash mid-flight. She kept them in her saddlebags as she finished browsing, but she didn't buy anything else that day.

The next day, she was taken to the Wonderbolt show by Spin Helix.

“This will be so cool!” Helix beamed as he led Ember to the stadium. “You know I tried out for the Wonderbolts before.”

“Oh? How did it go?” Ember glanced around at all of the ponies around, they were all radiating excitement.

“Eh, not so well. They held a three day tryout, I made it to day two before I reached my limit.” He shrugged, “But, after that I tried out for her majesty's Royal Navy and turns out that's the place for me!” He grinned widely.

“So, who all is performing?” Ember asked, already absorbing the ambient excitement in the air.

“The lead squad, squad twelve and a Recruit Squad, Alpha. It's a short show really. They normally have four or five squads showing in Manehattan.” He shrugged slightly. “Cloudsdale also has four or five performing squads. But since the wedding is coming up soon, they shortened this show.”

Ember rolled her eyes slightly. “Yeah, the wedding. I don't exactly see the big deal with that.”

Helix stopped and poked Ember, “Well, seeing as how love isn't your favored emotion, I can see why you’d think that. But it's an alicorn marrying the captain of the guard. Kind of a big deal for us normal folk.”

Ember raised an eyebrow, “So why aren't you there?”

“Wonderbolt show!” He grinned as he put his face to hers, grabbing her shoulders for a moment before letting her go. They were pointed towards one of the seats closest to the inner stadium, getting nearly front row seats. Ember certainly felt all the emotions the fans were giving as they piled into their seats. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, earning a glance from Helix.

“You okay?” He asked, sounding concerned.

“Yeah, just… a lot of emotion in the air.” She grinned to him. “If anything, I’ll be topped off for a year after this.” she mumbled just loud enough for him to hear.

“I was curious how you, er, operate. But I suppose you can explain that later. For now, enjoy the show!”

“So, uh, care to point out who is who? I only vaguely know the roster of the Wonderbolts. I am sure you know it better.”

Helix nodded, “Oh yeah, totally. In fact, here comes the lead squad now.” He grinned and pointed out, as four pegasi flew into the area and circled around for a lap before floating to the center. The bright orange mare floated above the other three, a light blue mare, a light blue stallion, and an orange stallion.

“The orange mare is Spitfire, she is the captain of the Wonderbolts, since Blazetail and Flashwind retired. Then you have Fleetfoot, the blue mare there, next to her is Soarin, and finally Rapidfire.” Helix pointed to each one, “They are the youngest to take over the Gold squad position, and quite possibly some of the best flyers out there.”

“Huh.” Ember looked over each one, unable to really see them from her current spot.

“Thank you for attending this Wonderbolt show!” Spitfire announced. “We understand there is a major wedding in Canterlot, as those events tend to sneak up on us! So while this is a short show, we hope you enjoy it before going to the festivities there! And now, Squad Twelve!”

The lead squad then dived down towards the ground, spreading out once they were close enough and swooping into the entrances into the open field.

“We’ll get to meet them afterwards.” Helix grinned, glancing to Ember who squeaked.

“Seriously?” Helix nodded with a grin.

“VIP tickets!” he pointed to the field. “Squad Twelve is starting, at least I think so. They should of been on the field by now.” Helix tilted his head slightly, looking confused. Both he and Ember blinked as they heard a voice from behind them.

“Guess that's my cue!” They turned to see a pony that was wearing an oversized coat stand up from the seat behind them and shake the coat off, revealing a gray-purple pegasus mare wearing the Wonderbolt uniform. She grinned, spread out her wings, and quickly took the air, as three more figures did the same from various spots in the bleachers.

The four aimed for the middle of the field and, just before they would collide, did a quick direction change and aimed skywards. They quickly disappeared into the clouds above the stadium. The clouds soon started to turn from their puffy white to a dull grey, slowly starting to fall into the stadium and fill it with a thin mist.

Ember seemed confused as the mist stayed within the boundaries of the field, and not seeping into the stands. Ember blinked, looking towards the center as she noticed a pair of fire trails circling around the edges of the mist. Focusing on them, she noticed they were spiraling around what looked like thicker streams of water that were absorbing the mist.

She could barely make out a stallion and mare leading each trail as they spiraled around. After making a complete circle, most of the mist had lifted revealing a ribbon of fire and water snaking around each other around the field. Once the circle was complete, the mare and stallion leading the fire snakes turned towards the middle, zooming towards each other as the other two leading the water went skyward.

The pair with the fire snakes were seconds from colliding, before they turned skyward. Ember glanced up and noticed the water snakes were on a collision course, and just before they made impact, the pegasi broke their trails and skimmed past each other as the trails collided. The water snakes melding with the fire and causing small explosions to erupt along the trails, making water and steam spray everywhere.

As the water rained over the crowd, it felt warm and quickly dried after impacting the ponies’ fur. As Ember looked herself over, she chuckled and glanced back towards the field, seeing the squad floating there, bowing to the crowd in mid air. It didn't take long before the roar of applause filled the stadium, as even Ember joined in.

After the applause died down, Ember sat back and let out a content sigh. “That was impressive.”

Helix grinned to her as he calmed down. “The Wonderbolts do this kind of thing a lot. Usually each squad is a master of something. The lead squad has a mix of things. Squad Two is the elements. Squad Three is impromptu shows. Their shows are never the same; it's awesome.”

“But to have such mastery of the elements?” Ember looked towards Helix, “I’ve seen unicorns who have a strong magical presence, but hardly any control over rain or fire like that!”

“We are the masters of the sky for a reason,” Helix smirked.

“Drakes would disagree with that statement,” Ember said flatly, then held a hoof to her lips. “Erf, that was… filling.” She looked back out to see Spitfire flying back to the center of the field.

“Mares and stallions, Squad Twelve!” She announced, with a very faint growl.

“I think I’ve seen you around Canterlot General Hospital… Emerald Haze, was it?” Spitfire looked over Ember as she sat there, somewhat stunned by being around the Wonderbolts. Ember nodded slightly.

“Y-yea, I work there.” She managed to squeak out as she was currently fighting off an emotional overload. Not from her, no, just the pegasus next to her, and the other four in the room being huge fans of the Wonderbolts. “I’m just here on vacation.”

“And not staying in Canterlot for the wedding?” Spitfire raised an eyebrow.

“Eh, they really aren't my thing… weddings, that is.” Ember grinned weakly. “Weird thing I know,” she shrugged.

“Not really. Not everypony is into weddings, but this is about an alicorn and the captain of the guard. So it is kind of a big deal for most.” Spitfire tilted her head slightly. “Are you okay? You seem kind of… buzzed.”

Ember quickly shook her head, “Oh no! I’m fine! It's just my first Wonderbolt show! This is kind of a spur of the moment thing! Spin Helix invited me along as I didn't really have any plans in Manehattan.” She grinned widely. “I'm going to go get some water… yeah.” She quickly scampered off to the buffet table and grabbed a cup of water, chugging it down.

Get a hold of yourself… It's just a ton of emotion in the span of an hour. Enough to feed my old hive five times over with a few months left to spare. That's all Ember. Ember glared at the cup before her, now empty as she had chugged all of it's contents.

“So.” The new voice made Ember squeak and look to her right, seeing a teal blue mare standing there with a grin. “It's not often we get unicorn fans.”

“Uh, hi. Fleetfoot, right?” The mare nodded, Ember quickly scanned the room for Helix, spotting him after a moment. “I’m here with Spin Helix. He invited me along since I had no real plans here in Manehattan on my vacation.”

“Oh, what about the wedding?” Fleetfoot leaned closer to her, making Ember recline some.

“Not a fan of them.”

“Nor I, but they are fun to perform shows for!” Fleetfoot grinned. “Would you like to meet the other Wonderbolts?” Ember gave a slight nod. Fleetfoot kept her grin as she led her over to Squad Twelve.

“You know I'm the best fire handler in the Wonderbolts!” the light blue mare grinned as the grey-violet mare shook her head slightly.

“Blaze is. You do come in second though, Azzy. Personally, I think you’re more controlled than her, but in terms of raw power? She wins.”

“Moony has a point,” the yellow stallion smirked. “I don't think anypony can beat her raging flame.”

“I can!” Fleetfoot beamed as she walked up them.

The gray-violet mare smirks back at Fleetfoot. “We all know you’re the Alpha Mare, Fleet… But you don’t handle fire, Madam Silver Streak.”

“So true. Anyway, you can talk of the Omega later. For now you four can meet this unicorn here!” Fleetfoot glanced to Ember’s name tag for a second. “Emerald Haze, meet Squad Twelve. Captain Moonbow and Lieutenant Commander Sunshower, the water handlers,” she pointed to each as she listed them off. “And Lieutenant Azure Star and Lieutenant Bear Claw; the fire handlers.”

Ember looked over each one, her eyes stopping on Moonbow. “Wait, you were the one who flew out of the seat just above me and Helix!”

“Yep!”

“And we still need to talk about that,” a voice growled from everyone's side. As they looked, they saw Spitfire glaring at Moonbow, who just grinned back.

“What? We paid for the tickets! It's in our budget!” Out of… somewhere from her uniform, Moonbow pulled a sheet of paper with columns and numbers all neatly printed with sums and notations. “See! Item number sixty-two! Four tickets, general admission, Manehatten show!”

“But you can't… just… Ugh. Nevermind.” Spitfire face hoofed, turned, and walked away.

“See Fleet,” Moonbow started, making Spitfire stop and turn part way, “you said she’d be mad! It’s a shame you had to pass that idea off to us…”

Spitfire turned to Fleetfoot and grabbed her, dragging her away before she could defend herself, leaving Ember sitting next to a snickering pair of pegasi at Fleetfoot’s protests.

“So,” Sunshower started with a grin, scooting next to Ember, “I believe you were getting introduced to us?”

“The Wonderbolts in general, brother dear,” Moonbow corrected as she moved up to Ember’s other side. “Hmm, who to introduce her to next.” She looked around the large room; Soarin was still talking to the press, with members of Recruit Squad Alpha next to him. Rapidfire was off by the buffet table by himself. “Let’s get the sourpuss out of the way first, since Soarin is busy with the press.”

The three closed in on Rapidfire, and it was Sunshower who got his attention by clearing his throat. Rapidfire turned to glare at the twins, before noticing Ember and instantly switched over to a grin.

“Well, hello there.” He started, and Ember winced very slightly as she could detect what would be described as the one raincloud in the room full of sunshine. “Who is this?”

“Emerald Haze is one of our VIPs.” Moonbow had a serious tone in her voice. “And we are introducing her to the Wonderbolts.”

“And seeing as how Soarin is busy with the Recruit squad and the million questions of the Press…” Sunshower grinned.

“You thought I could use some good company,” Rapidfire grinned towards Ember.

Wow, what a buzzkill. She thought she looked him over, stepping back as he stepped forward. Her buzz from the show earlier was certainly gone now, with the pile of discomfort in front of her effectively killing it. For now at least.

“Liking what you see before you?” He smoothly asked, leaning forward some as the two pegasi next to Ember took a few steps away. Ember shrugged slightly.

“I’ve seen better come into the Hospital.” she replied curtly.

“Then maybe you could give me a more thorough examination later.” He smirked.

“Don't know if I could find anything beyond your ego.” She made a disgusted face as she turned and started towards the juice on the table. “Now I need something to wash out the bad taste.” She sat and levitated a cup of juice to start drinking.

“Well, somepony got shot down in flames.” Moonbow smirked, glancing at Rapidfire who scoffed back.

“She’ll come around. They always do,” Rapidfire eyed the mare’s plot as she walked.

Ember let out a soft sigh as she watched all the pegasi mingle with the Wonderbolts, feeling just a touch out of place. She had said to herself a long time ago that she’d get to know the roster better, but her job at the hospital derailed that. Not that she could really complain anyway, she did get to see them on occasion.

She got snapped out of her thoughts as she heard a pony trot up beside her. She glanced over and saw Soarin, pouring himself some juice.

“Oh, excuse me,” she said, scooting a little out of the way.

“Not a problem, ma’am.” He looked her over, spotting the VIP pass. “You must be Emerald Haze. Captain Moonbow said you shot down Rapidfire’s advance on you.” Ember rolled her eyes.

“Yeah. More ego than anything else it seems on that one, and I could swear he was still staring at my plot as I walked away,” she grumped.

“Well, he does go chasing tails after all.”

“And he calls himself a Wonderbolt?” Ember turned to look at Soarin.

“Not all of us are saints. We just happen to not go chasing tails whenever one shows up.”

“Best to not let the press hear you say that.” Azure snuck up on the pair, grinning. “You never know what they’d say after that.”

“Just like I wouldn't say that around your captain, eh Azzy?” Soarin smirked and poked at Azure’s chest.

“But we get our best food from the lead squad! Captain Hotpants is the best source!” She grinned widely.

“Alright folks!” Spitfire yelled to the room. “Time to wrap this up, we have a wedding to attend too!”

“But that isn't for four days!” one of the pegasi shouted back to her.

“And the train ride is long!” she shouted back.

Ember was gently ushered out of the room, meeting back up with Helix afterwards who was excited at meeting the Wonderbolts. After relaying how her experience went, and how she basically ate five Hearth’s Warming feasts in one go, Helix agreed that she should spend the rest of the day relaxing back at her hotel room.

Four days had gone by since the Wonderbolt show, and Ember spent a day recovering from the feast of energy. The two days after recovering she spent exploring the town by herself, almost bouncing wherever she went since she was still full of energy. The next day after that she encountered Gold Star again, and he had told her the wedding had started.

Gold Star, Helix, Ember, and Clear Theorem were enjoying lunch together, with Helix telling the others all about the latest Wonderbolt show. Along with the VIP meeting afterwards and getting to meet the Lead Squad in the flesh, Ember added in her own bits from the adventure, and noted that she might make other shows as they were certainly a good source of energy.

“Seriously, you acted like you were at least buzzed,” Helix chuckled, glancing to Ember who blushed faintly, looking at her dish of food.

“What can I say, my first Wonderbolt show. I didn't expect it to be so, ah, emotional,” Ember chuckled softly.

“I was curious, how exactly does that work for you? Eating energy and all that stuff,” Gold Star asked, as he leaned on the table some as he looked Ember over.

“Think of us having a pair of batteries. One for normal means, to power all of our magic. Then a back up generator that we can tap into, like an adrenaline surge,” Ember shrugged. “It's a bit complicated to explain, but that's the best I could do.”

“So, it's like one battery for normal magic, and another for like, alicorn magic? More limited but more powerful?” Helix tipped his head to the side, glancing at Ember.

“That would be a better assumption,” Ember nodded. “The normal one refills naturally over time, like a normal unicorn, while the other could be used to enhance our healing, or our power in general. I’d say after that show I could take on Celestia,” she paused for a moment as the others just stared at her. “But I wouldn't. I’d lose in a heartbeat,” she put her hooves up defensively.

“Right, you are not a fighter.” Theorem stated then blinked as the diner door opened.

“Sir!” A red unicorn mare with dark red stripes and her black mane and tail pulled into buns came running up to their table. “We have a situation most dire! Canterlot is under fire!”

They all looked shocked at her.

“Who would attack during a wedding, Tonal Shift?” Gold Star asked as he stood up first.

“Sir that is not yet clear, but we will not find the answer here,” she started as the five of them dashed out of the diner towards the station, leaving a fair pile of bits on the table before exiting. They quickly made their way towards the train station.

“You don't have to come with us, Ember, you’re on vacation,” Gold Star ran up beside her as they dashed through the streets.

“Canterlot is my home, and I'm a doctor. There could be wounded that the hospital hasn't found when we arrive.”

“Miss Haze, against your return I must advise. The attackers look like you without disguise.”

Ember screeched to a halt, wide eyed as she stared at Tonal. “WHAT?!”

Gold Star slid to a stop and turned to face Tonal Shift as the others stopped. “More like her, or less like her?”

“They are more like you and me, draconic heritage there cannot be.”

Ember looked to the ground. “Doesn't make sense...why…” she growled, then started off faster towards the station, making the others dash to try and keep up with her.

“Ember! Wait up!” Gold Star shouted, “Helix, take to the air and follow her!” Helix nodded and jumped into the air, pumping his wings as he tried to keep up with the over energetic changeling.

Ember made it to the station first, pushing her way up to the ticket counter. “Five tickets to Canterlot!” The stallion behind the counter shook his head.

“No can do ma’am. We aren't allowing any trains to go to Canterlot while it is being attacked. Standard protocol to protect the ponies of Equestria,” he stated, matter-of-factly. “We understand you may have loved ones there right now, but it's not safe to-” He was cut off as Gold Star slid up to the counter, panting.

“Five tickets to Canterlot, now.”

“As I was telling this mare here, I can't -”

“By order of Admiral Gold Star.” He slapped down a passport and slid it towards the stallion. “Now.”

The stallion looked down at the passport, gasping and looking back at the pony before him. “Sir, yes sir!” he saluted and quickly got the paperwork in order.

Gold Star grinned and turned to Ember. “I told you to wait up. You run really fast for being a doctor.”

“Yeah, well…” Ember trailed off. “How long will it be until a train is ready?”

“We can gather your belongings and send it out once we are able to, ma’am. We just need the hotel you're staying at and your room number,” the stallion said calmly as he slid five tickets to Gold Star.

Ember paced back and forth in the cabin that she and Theorem were stuck sharing. She looked incredibly nervous and kept glancing out the window before resuming her pacing.

“Keep that up and you may wear a hole in the train.”

Ember sighed and sat on a couch, grumping and staring out a window.

“You should not worry yourself sick, Miss Haze. There has to be a valid reason for why other changelings would attack.”

Ember sighed, looking at Theorem, “I wish I could figure out why. It doesn't make any sense at all!” She threw her hooves out, “Not one lick of sense!” She looked back out the window, seeing the trees cruise on by, and sighed loudly.

They remained in silence for a few minutes, a knock alerted Theorem that there was company. Ember didn't seem to register it as she remained staring out the window. Theorem opened the door to let in Gold Star. He took a few steps in, closing the door behind him and sitting by it.

“How is she doing?” he asked calmly, watching Ember.

“She stopped pacing five minutes ago. She is still worried about why changelings would attack,” Theorem shrugged slightly, “Based on what we know of them, this seems like a highly illogical course of action.”

“I’ll say.” Gold Star sighed. Ember perked up, as she noticed something, and when Theorem blinked and glanced in the direction they were going, Gold Star felt out of the loop. “What's happening?”

“Is that… a barrier spell?” Ember asked, pressing her face to the window.

“A really powerful one to reach way out here.” Theorem commented. “Must be augmented with alicorn magic.”

“Speak Equestrian dammit!” Gold Star huffed as he glared at the two unicorns who looked back at him, Ember grinning sheepishly.

“Sorry, sir. I forgot you're not a unicorn.” She rubbed the back of her neck as Gold Star rotated his hoof. “We detected, faintly, a barrier spell in action. Must of been used to repel the changelings.”

“How?”

“Take a strong emotion, put it into a filter barrier, and you can block a changeling like that.”

“That seems like a major flaw,” Gold Star commented, then blinked. “So you're saying a barrier wouldn't fully stop you?”

“A typical barrier would, a filter barrier like what Shining Armor had up? If you know what to stop, then it would.” Ember shrugged. “One designed to stop any that isn't a pony is a bit hard to do. I do give Armor credit, when it comes to barriers, there is no equal.”

“Yeah, and his sister is the Element of Magic,” Gold Star calmly replied, then blinked and scrunched his face. “Oops.”

“Twilight Sparkle?” Ember blinked as Gold Star nodded meekly. “Right, I could sense a lot of power in her. She must of come from a long line of powerful unicorns.”

“Nopony is supposed to know that.”

“I can keep a secret, sir.” Ember grinned, looking back out the window. “I do it on a daily basis you know.”

“Yes, and stop calling me, sir!” Gold Star huffed with a grin.

“Well, seems the cavalry finally arrived,” Faith Cure grumbled as she watched the five ponies before her shuffle a bit. It seemed the damage to Canterlot in general was minimal, with only a few injuries being reported.

Ember shuffled the most as she looked around, seeing what most of the damage was. Knocked over displays, decorations strewn all over the place, with a few ponies working about cleaning it up.

“We got here as fast as the train could go!” Gold Star huffed, puffing his cheeks as he glared at the Head Nurse.

“Yea, and it turned out you weren't needed. As after we sent out the S.O.S. to get you, Princess Cadance and Shining Armor did a barrier trick to repel most of the changelings. The ones that weren't thrown back to the Badlands are currently under lock, key, and a very careful eye,” Faith sighed, looking at Ember who still had a look of worry about her.

“I guess your vacation got cut short, huh?” Faith trotted up to her and poked her when she didn't get a response. “Are you okay?”

“I… er… need to talk to you, alone.” Ember looked at Faith directly.

“Right, you boys go help out with clean up then.” She turned to the others. Gold Star nodded and directed them out to help.

“Okay, now that we are alone. What did you want to talk about?” Faith asked softly.

“Somewhere.. private.” Ember looked nervously around. She spotted an alleyway and started towards it, Cure following behind her. Once they were inside and deep enough in it, Ember turned to Cure and started to speak but Cure beat her to it.

“I know what you're going to say,” Faith shrugged. “That you’re a changeling.” Ember just stared at her with wide eyes. Faith continued as she rested a hoof on Embers shoulder. “It was in McCoy’s letter that you weren't what you appeared to be. He mentioned that you basically gave up hiding yourself to help protect the ship from that sneak attack.” She took a deep breath. “If you wish to leave the hospital because you no longer feel safe, go ahead, but I’ll be losing one of my best doctors.”

“I…” Ember looked down, shaking her head and looking back up with teary eyes. “I’ve made a home here, and I’ll be damned to Tartarus if I let something like this get to me.”

“That is exactly what I want to hear.” Faith grinned, then tilted her head. “Can I see what you look like?”

Ember shook her head. “After this wedding is over, I’ll show you in the privacy of my own home.”

“I’ll hold you to that, or I'm docking your pay.”

“You wouldn't dare…”

“Try me!” Faith poked at Ember, making her chuckle softly. “Now, we were tasked with helping clean up. Are you up to some volunteer work?”

Author's Note

You know the drill! Also major kudos to Witching Hour for helping with Tonal Shift, since she is half Zebra, she rhymes when under stress.

Sunshower, Gold Star, Clear Theorem, Spin Helix, and Tonal Shift are Sylvians.

Spitfire, Soarin, Rapidfire, and Fleetfoot concepts are Calm Wind's.

Azure Star is Mine! And Moonbow is Witching Hour's.

Meeting an Old Face

Author's Note

http://www.fimfiction.net/story/281239/storytime

The intro scene to where we pick up with Ember at almost current day is from this lovely story by Sylvian.

Meeting an Old Face

“MISS YEARLING! Those are rare books! NOT STOOLS TO BE USED TO GET AT HIGHER SHELVES!”

Ember peered around one of the library shelves in time to see a light gold mare wearing a cloak and sunhat quickly scamper off a pile of books and grin sheepishly to the head librarian. A dark red pegasus next to her, also looking a bit sheepish as the head librarian glares at them.

“Oh Leaflet,” Ember mumbled to herself as she shook her head, walking back into the aisle and to where she was. She glanced along the book shelf and grinned when she spotted the book she wanted. She levitated it out and held it in front of her.

She grinned as she trotted up to the librarians counter and set the book down. Steady Quill looked at the book, than to Ember.

“Going to learn more healing magic?” the aged unicorn asked.

“Can never have too much knowledge, I believe that's what Princess Twilight Sparkle lives by,” Ember chuckled.

“True, and she’d probably not want you to call her Princess.” Quill slid the book towards Ember. “Enjoy the read. I’m sure it’ll help at the hospital.”

Ember nodded and slid the book into her pack, “Thanks again, Quill. See you next week when I return it.” She waved as she turned and trotted out of the library. She trotted out of the library and made her way towards the exit, grinning to each guard as each one nodded back to her.

As she walked, she picked up some curiosity from behind her. She glanced over her shoulder and noticed a young griffin was watching her, actually it looked more like he was studying her. The griffin had a black and grey striped feline body, and a grey avian that looked eagle.

He also wore some form of armor, a very light set of plates over his wings. A light golden shirt with thin bronze plates covered his chest, and showed a few insignias. His blue eyes looked her up and down, and it almost looked like he was trying to remember something.

She finally stopped and turned part way to look directly at him, “Can I help you?”

“Er, forgive me miss.” His voice was sweet and gentle, despite his tough looking appearance. “It's just, you remind me of somepony I met a long time ago.”

“A long time ago?” Ember trailed off. “Who are you?”

“Oh!” He grinned and bowed formally. “Forgive me for not introducing myself. I am Lieutenant Quicktail.” He put a closed paw to his chest and thumped it once with a grin.

Ember blinked and stared at him wide eyed. “Quicktail?” She looked over the griffin in a bit more detail. “Wow… You’ve, uh, grown up well.” Quicktail tilted his head slightly, looking confused.

“Miss Ember?” She nodded, he squeaked and grinned widely. They both closed the distance between each other and embraced in a hug. They remained that way, in the middle of the castle hall with a pair of guards looking at them confused for the better part of a minute.

Quicktail let go first and held her at arm's length, grinning as he looked her over. “How has life been treating you, Miss Ember?”

“Good. We could talk at my place, but judging from your uniform, you’re here on business.” Ember gestured to his uniform.

“Oh, yes.” He straightened up again and grinned proudly. “I am here as an escort. We won't be going back for another few days, however. I am allowed to leave the palace grounds, as long as I let a guard know that is.” He glanced to one of the local guards.

“I’ll be sure to let your charge know you’ll be in town. We know where Miss Haze lives, and I assume you’ll be there?” The guard tilted his head towards Ember, who nodded at him.

“I’ll make sure he stays out of trouble, Corporal.” Ember gestured for the griffin to follow her. She lead him from the castle, and down towards the lower class area. The griffin does get a few odd looks on the way there, but just shakes most of them off, being a griffin in a pony city after all.

Once outside her simple one story house, he tilted his head and looked it over. “You work at the hospital, don't you?” Ember nodded. “Then why do you live here?”

“It's all I need?” Ember shrugged as she walked up to it's door. “A roof over my head, walls to hide behind, and a place to stay. It has served me well.” She opened the door and gestured inside.

The griffin stepped inside and looked about the quant little place. It looked like one of those studio apartments, A single bed in a corner of the wide living room that also housed a couch facing a fireplace. The griffin continued to look around as he took a few more steps in, his eyes resting upon the wooden statue upon the mantle.

“You still have it?” the griffin asked as he walked up to it and sat down, looking it over closely. Ember walked in and closed the door behind her, locking it and turning back to him.

“Yup. It was a long journey but it made it in once piece.” Ember moved into a small kitchen and glanced to the griffin. “Tea?”

“Sure, beats the sludge of the Sky Wings.” The griffin grinned towards Ember. “I do admit, this is a lovely home. Certainly looks better from the inside.”

Ember nodded and started to prepare some tea, “Yes. It has become my home and I’ve made a few friends here.” She grinned at him. “How is your mother doing?”

Quicktail sat on the couch and watched her work. “My parents are doing good. Still living in that village you found. Gungnir, er, my father, was forced to retire. He suffered an injury a few years after getting healed by…” Quicktail trailed off for a moment, grinning, “you. And he retired with honours.”

He let out a content sigh. “After that, he took time to train me. Help me become a great soldier in the Sky Wings before I was of age. And I only improved when I joined. And we did tell him about you. He wanted me to give you a message, should I ever encounter you again. Thanks.”

Ember blushed softly. “You can tell him the same, and he raised a gentlegriff.” Ember floated over a cup of tea to the griffin. “And jasmine tea. It's really all I have. I have a few other flavors, but I figured you may like this.”

“Again, anything beats Sky Wing Sludge.” He chuckled as he took a sip of the tea. He chirped and took a longer drink. “Oh yea, this most certainly beats that stuff!”

Ember trotted over with her cup in her magical grasp and sat on the floor. “So, you're finally in the Sky Wings, eh?” Quicktail nodded quickly.

“Took a bit of effort to get where I am, but I'm happy I did. I got to see the pony who made an impact on my village, again.” Ember raised an eyebrow, the griffin chuckled softly and took another sip of his tea. “You did! A door suddenly getting blasted off its hinges, a unicorn standing on a drake, telling them to chase her, and then becoming a griffin and flying off to lead them away, never to return? Yea, you saved a town.”

Ember felt her cheeks redden hard as she grinned sheepishly. “I didn't do that much, honestly. Just protecting you and Light Feather was at the top of my list. I didn't think I had saved a village from drakes.”

“But you did, we just never got a chance to repay you. So,” He set the cup down and reached into his chest feathers, pulling out a small necklace that was hidden away. “My mother made this after you left, her best work really.” He held it out, and the little pendant was of a hippogryph.

It's detail was small, but exquisite. It showed off the equine hind quarters, even with a small gem upon its flank. It's front half looked like an eagle, part of the griffin form she met Light Feather as, and upon its forehead was a small horn.

Ember tipped her head, looking at it, “A hippogryph?” she looked up at him.

“Yup, she made a bigger one and keeps it on her mantle above the fireplace. She found a unique way to capture you, without giving up too much of the changeling beneath.” Quicktail let out a sigh. “To think, we had to keep that a secret till that wedding, and even then we kept it.”

“Oh yeah, I was in Manehattan at that time. On forced vacation.” She chuckled weakly. “I’ve barely taken any time off while working at Canterlot General.”

“Oh, so nopony knows of your other side?” Quicktail tipped his head forward, Ember shook her head in response.

“Nope, it hasn't come up at all. So I haven't felt the need to reveal it.” Ember shrugged as she took another gulp of her tea.

“Can I see it?” Quicktail asked quietly, making Ember look at him with an eyebrow raised. “It has been a long time since then.” Ember tilted her head slightly, studying the griffin. Was he blushing a little?

She grinned softly, nodding and in a flare of her fire, took on her changeling form. She spread her wings out a little, them having grown only slightly since he last saw them. He even saw the pair of scars she had on her chest, which he just now noted she had in her unicorn form too.

He started to grin as he studied her, and she picked up on a few stray emotions, ones that she hadn't felt before. She twitched her tail as he continued to look her over, waiting a bit before retaking her unicorn form. He blinked and shook his head.

“So, uh…” He glanced around the small house, “I have to ask, is there a Mr. Haze?”

Ember let out a soft sigh and shook her head. “Nope. Never really got close to any stallions. What about you?” Quicktail shook his head in response. “But aren't you past that age?”

“Yea, funny thing. No females seemed to interest me, and… no males either.” He shrugged and turned away from her. “It's not that I haven't looked, I have. It's just, I couldn't stay focused on them, I guess you could say.”

“So that means you’ve never…?” Ember trailed off. “This is getting awkward, I think.”

“Yea,” Quicktail nodded and stood up, slowly starting towards the door. “Well, I should get back to the castle.”

Ember shook her head. “Stay the night, please? Your charge already knows you're in good hooves, so staying one night won't hurt. And if it does, I can just explain to them that a lone griffin shouldn't wander Canterlot Streets.” She made a gesture towards the couch. “You can sleep there.”

Quicktail nodded and sat back down on the couch, as Ember stood up and went for a spare blanket.

Hive Mates

Ember paced back and forth in her living room as she kept looking back at the door. It had been three weeks since she saw Torch, or rather Lode Stone, and since then she wondered why she hadn't bothered to seek others of her hive out.

She couldn't really blame herself, her first instinct was to flee from the drakes and it just snowballed from there; running from drakes, protecting innocent griffins that were caught helping her, and helping a ship crew that she hardly knew from a drake sneak attack. Yeah, your priority of finding hive mates was bottom of that list.

She was snapped out of her thoughts by a knock at the door. She looked at it, and couldn't detect any emotional energy behind it. She went up to the door and leaned on it, looking through the peephole.

“Who is it?” She asked, seeing the vague shape of a dark blue pegasus with a short blue and green mane grinning at the door.

“Feather Dust. I was told an Emerald Haze lived here.” He sighed. “Please tell me I didn't get the wrong house, again.”

Ember chuckled softly and opened the door. Feather Dust gasped when he saw Ember and quickly lunged forward to hug her. She gasped for breath as she tried to hug back.

“Ack, Brimstone… can't… breathe!”

He quickly let her go and held her at arm's length. “Sorry! It's just been so long since I last saw you! When I got Lode Stone’s letter that he found you, I couldn't believe it.” Ember grinned and pulled him back into a hug that he happily returned.

“Two decades is too long to be apart.”

“I agree with that, I thought I saw you in Manehattan during that Canterlot Wedding. You were running somewhere with a small group chasing after you, yelling your name.” Ember dragged him inside and closed the door, gesturing towards the couch.

“They were friends, ones I made on my trip here. Gold Star and some of his crew.” She sighed as she sat down. “My vacation was cut short because of that attack.”

“Admiral Gold Star?!” he gasped. “You know him?!”

Ember blushed faintly as she rubbed the back of her neck, “Yeah, he ferried my sorry tail here.”

“By the egg, you have to tell me how you know him!” Feather Dust bounced in his seat, acting like a fan filly. “One of the most famous captains on the sea and you're just friends with him. Must of been one heck of a story for you to get here.”

“Once everypony is here. Guess I can go first,” she chuckled, glancing at the door just as it got knocked on. She stood and went over to it, peering through the hole again to see Lode Stone, with two other shapes she couldn't make out. She opened the door and saw a deep orange bat pony with a blue mane and tail that had green highlights. He wore various bracelets that had really fancy looking gems in them, and his bat wings almost looked like sapphires.

Standing next to him was a snow white unicorn with a blue mane and tail, except the mane had a streak of purple in it, and his tail had a darker streak of blue. He wore only a pair of bracelets, and had greaves of the royal guard on. They both grinned at Ember as she opened the door further.

Lode Stone chuckled as he stepped back, letting the three embrace in a hug. “And now that everypony is here, we can get this little reunion started.” Ember nodded as she gestured everypony inside, closing the door and locking it.

“So, this is your little home?” Scope, the white unicorn, started. “I would have thought a doctor of the Canterlot General Hospital would be living in the high class part of town.”

“This is all I need,” Ember shrugged as she sat on one of the chairs she had to get since she had more company over than usual. “I may get something bigger down the road, but, for now, this is comfortable.”

“Yeah, in case you and Quicktail decide to adopt.” Lode Stone grinned, as the other three looked directly at a blushing Ember.

“You mean…” Feather Dust started.

“Yup.” Lode Stone nodded.

“Wow,” Topaz Echo, the bat pony, chuckled. “Our Ember has grown up.”

Ember cleared her throat, looking at Scope and Topaz. “I’m more curious how you two function in the Crystal Empire.”

“With tingles,” Scope said with a grin. “Though I get more energy from the heart than Topaz does, since I'm closer to it on a daily basis. But I can't really explain it.”

“I have a theory.” Feather started, making them all look at him. “Since we don't feed directly on love, we don't get as much, ah, nourishment, from it. I wouldn't put an Equestrian Changeling there though, as they are way more sensitive to it.”

“How do you know that?”

“I’ve visited one of their hives. What they considered to be adequate, was a feast for me. I suspect it's because of the drakes that we take after that we are so efficient in our consumption,” Feather shrugged.

“So if one of them went to, say, a Wonderbolt show,” Ember chuckled.

“He or she could...either become really drunk, or worse.” Topaz tilted his head, looking at Ember. “Why bring up one of their shows?”

“Because I was described as being buzzed afterwards. Even though it felt like I ate five Hearth’s Warming Feasts.” Ember grinned. “According to Gold Star and Spin Helix.”

“And you can start your story so we can learn how you know them so well!” Feather grumped as he looked at Ember.

“Naw, save mine for last. Tea?”

“Hey! You said you’d go first!” Feather pointed at Ember. “So spill it!”

“Fine, fine.” she chuckled, standing and getting tea ready for her company.

The other three ponies listened to her story with rapt fascination, waiting until she was done to ask questions. She told them of her passing out in front of Light Feather and Quicktail and them not condemning her. She told them of her leading the drakes away that had followed her and taking them out, earning her scar that she showed off.

She then told them of the port fort, and getting access onto an apparently famous ship. As she told this part of the journey, Feather Dust and Lode Stone were on the edge of their seats, listening intently. She told them of the drake sneak attack, and how she had inspired the crew by appearing like an alicorn with bat wings.

She told them of what happened afterwards, her form faltering again after expending so much energy while injured with the scar. She explained that for the rest of the story it was boring, just a train ride, getting to work at the Canterlot Hospital, meeting and making friends here. Oh yeah, there was also her visit to Manehattan and attending her first Wonderbolt show and even meeting the Lead Squad. And of course learning of the attack during the wedding. After that she listed off who all knew of what she was and looked like.

“Wow.” Lode Stone leaned back, letting out a sigh. “You had a huge adventure just getting here.”

“I’m sure you guys had just as much of one,” Ember glanced to each one.

“Nope, I escaped by digging my way to freedom, and wound up at in a mining operation on the edge of the griffin kingdom border posing as a griffin miner. After some time there, I made my way closer to Equestria, stopping at various dig sites, eventually becoming the pony you see before you.” Lode Stone shrugged. “Nothing major there.”

“We escaped together, through one of the side tunnels. We decided it best to stick together and somehow made our way to Baltimare. I took up a guard job, and Topaz here worked for a gem store.” Scope nodded slowly as Topaz took over.

“Once we heard the Crystal Empire had returned, I wanted to check it out. That place is simply divine with this crystal structures and, well, everything crystal!” Topaz hugged himself as he grinned widely.

“I probably have the second most interesting story here. The drakes that captured me and tried to capture you had escorted us back to their castle. Me and a few others managed to break away before then, but in the confusion we lost track of each other. I haven't seen them since.” Feather Dust shrugged. “I somehow managed to make my way to Ponyville, and stayed there and help at their small hospital. I also help in Cloudsdale too.”

“So when did you bump into each other?” Ember asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Ten years ago, in Baltimare. Lode Stone here came into my shop.” Topaz pointed to Lode Stone. “And about five minutes after that, Feather Dust here came in.”

“I was getting some rare supplies for Ponyville! And the shops title was familiar. ‘Brimstone and Mortar Jewelry.’ So I went in.”

“So you four just bumped into each other in the span of five minutes?” She blinked, then looked at Topaz. “What about Talon? You mentioned you were in the hive, did you see him?”

“We saw him just as we ducked into a tunnel. He was heading towards the Queen’s Chamber. We… don't know if he got out or not.” They all let out a sigh, looking down.

“Our hive of seventy-five changelings, reduced to maybe fifteen.” Feather Dust looked towards Ember. “I’m sure some of the ones that were with us are still alive, in the Drake empire somewhere.”

“Yeah, except Talon. The queen’s chamber had no escape route.” She flopped back as she sat down with a huge sigh. “I miss him, and everypony else too.”

“We all do. But we shouldn't dwell on the past,” Topaz agreed.

“Yeah! Talon would want us to move on! And if he is still alive out there somehow, he is off fighting somewhere. You know him the best, always a fighter and always going strong!” Feather held his hoof towards the little statue. “He was the one who came up with the winged unicorn illusion trick! I say we all go flying to honour him!”

Ember looked down, “It's been so long since I’ve flown, I don't think I could.”

“Then a toast to his honour, and to our hive! Let it be remembered for the good it brought!” Scope held up a cup of tea, as did everyone else. They tapped them together and took a swig, grinning.

Griffins, Oh My!

Quicktail grinned as he stared at the familiar house before him. He was currently standing in his home village, the grin on his face hiding the what he was going to say to his parents. He had been standing there for almost five minutes, a few familiar griffins had waved to him and he waved back.

He sighed to himself as he started towards the door, “Going to happen sooner or later,” He resigned to himself as he approached the door. He lifted a clenched paw, ready to knock. The door swung open as he was about to knock, his mother grabbed the paw and pulled him into a tight hug.

“Ack, Mom! Can't… Breathe!” He gasped for air as she continued to hug him. She held the hug for a few minutes before letting the now blue griffin go.

“We were wondering when you’d get some leave to return home!” She tugged him inside and closed the door, all the while grinning. Quicktail chuckled softly as he saw the familiar home from the inside, nothing had changed since he left it five years ago. He slowly walked in, letting out a content sigh as he glanced back at his mother who bounced over to him.

“So, meet any interesting griffins and ponies while being in the Sky Wings?” She asked.

“Uhh…” He trailed off, a faint blush starting to form under his feathers as he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. “You could say that… Where’s Dad?” He quickly looked around, his eyes momentarily stopping on the little statue of a hippogryph. “I got something to tell you both.”

“Did you finally find somegriff worth your while?” Light Feather grinned as she slid up next to Quicktail, chuckling as he quickly looked away with a blush. “And he’s out back, I can go get him for you.” She kept her grin as she pranced towards the back door, opening it. “HE’S HOME!” She shouted, then closed the door and turned back towards the kitchen.

Quicktail just blinked as he watched his mother prance about. “So, who is she, or he? And what would you like to drink?” His mother asked.

Quicktail looked down, “Jasmine tea, if we have it. Otherwise a good Earl Grey.” He nodded slightly, still looking down with a faint blush as he heard the door close.

“Ah! There ya are, lad!” The older griffin limped up to Quicktail and pulled him into a tighter hug then his mother did. The griffin shared the tabby coloring he had, but looked to be going on in years, showing more white feathers and fur instead of grey. Quicktail returned the hug as best he could. “What has ya so down?”

“He found a special somebody,” Light Feather sang as she grinned.

Quicktail’s blush deepened as he looked between the two.

“Well lad? We ain't gettin any younger! Tell us who!”

“You...both already know her.” They both looked confused, his father rotated a paw, gesturing to continue. “Ember.” He said almost meekly.

Light Feather gasped loudly as Gungnir tilted his head slightly.

“Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't that the changelin’ y’all found? And that tended to me wounds?” Quicktail nodded slowly.

Light Feather shakily brought over the tea, setting it down on the table before tackling Quicktail in another hug. “She made it!”

“ACK!” he yelped as he fell under her, chuckling. “Yeah. She works for the Canterlot Hospital now, and… I like her, a lot.” He mumbled near the end, making Light Feather lean back and look at her son questioningly.

“You know that she has a…?”

Quicktail nodded very quickly. “Yes. I don't mind, or care. She was fun to hang around and I got to know her very well.”

“Has a… what?” Gungnir raised an eyebrow as he watched the pair. Light Feather leaned up and whispered into his ear, making him gasp and look at Quicktail, “And yer fine with that?”

Quicktail nodded. “She can be whatever she wants to be, really. That seems so cool!” He grinned widely, earning a pair of chuckles from his parents.

“So, when are ya goin’ to bring her to us, lad?” Gungnir asked as he grabbed his mug.

“She’s busy at the hospital, so I don't know if she could come here. Combine that with the fact she probably has some bad memories of here. I don't think she could visit.”

“Then we go see her!” Light Feather announced, earning a shocked look from Quicktail.

“But!”

“But nothin’ lad! It's high time we go visit Canterlot and yer marefriend! I owe her a big thank ya anyway.” Gungnir had a huge grin as he pulled Quicktail into a bear hug. He squeaked as his feathers started to turn red.

“Gah, Dad!” He struggled to get free, failing as Gungnir held him down, laughing.

“We can leave in a few days! You can get plenty of rest before we go!”

“There is something else I wanted to tell you,” He managed to wiggle free and gasp for breath as he stood a little from them. “I want to stay over there. I put in a transfer request to the Embassy, and...it went through.”

Gungnir chuckled, “As long as ya write us, ya can go to the Crystal Empire fer all I care!”

“Really?”

“Yeah, why would we say you have to stay with the Sky Wings? This is what you want, isn't it? And it makes you happy, right?” Light feather grinned warmly at Quicktail, making him hug both of his parents as best he could.

“It does!”

“Just as long as that trainin’ don't go to waste,” Gungnir poked at Quicktail.

“Canterlot has seen its share of trouble, I’m sure it won't go to waste.” Quicktail chuckled as he sat back, enjoying his tea.

Ember casually sat by her fire place, enjoying a peaceful evening while reading her latest book, a Daring Do novel. She grinned as she flipped a page, then grabbed her tea in her magic and brought it to her lips. She paused, though, glancing towards the door as she suddenly detected excitement. A few moment later a knock sounded against it.

“Who is it?” she asked, tilting her head some, suspecting foals at play.

“You know who it is.” A familiar voice sounded, making her squeak. The door opened as she grinned, her horn aglow as Quicktail stepped in with a sheepish grin on his beak.

“How was your visit to the Griffin Kingdom?” she asked as she sat down the cup.

“You tell me,” he said, as he pushed the door open and a familiar, if aged, beak poked in and looked around.

Ember let out a gasp as Light Feather looked at her, grinning and bouncing in. They quickly closed the distance between each other in a hug. Ember glanced over Light Feather’s shoulder, seeing the aged tabby colored griffin standing there, with a smirk.

“Ya hug my mate as tightly as I do, lass.” He chuckled as he stepped in, a noticeable limp in his walk as he made his way towards a couch. Ember blushed and quickly released Light Feather, scooting back from her and looking towards the male griffin.

“You must be Quicktail’s father, I'm afraid I don't know your name, sir.” She closed the door once they were inside.

“I'm Gungnir, lass. And ya can relax. We have meet before, Miss Glowy Paws.” He chuckled as Ember blushed.

“I am surprised you remember that.” Ember looked him over. “I could probably fix your arm.”

“T'is a scar and I wear it with pride. So I will politely decline that offer, Ember. Although, I hear ya won the heart of our son.” He looked to Quicktail, who was trying to hide a blush.

Ember nodded, and started towards the kitchen. “Yes, that is true.” She paused, glancing back to Gungnir. “You only remember me as the drake, don't you?” He nodded at her, she chuckled back and glanced to Quicktail. She grinned, and in a flare of crimson fire, took on a form he hadn’t seen before.

Standing before them was an emerald drake, a pair of wings closed at her sides as she looked each one over. Quicktail squeaked in surprise, as did Light Feather, Gungnir, however.

“Yup, I remember ya, clearly.” He chuckled, glancing to Quicktail as he kept squeaking. Ember grinned widely, retaking her unicorn form and stepping into the kitchen.

“What would you all like to drink?” She asked, getting more tea ready for herself.

“Whatever ya got in this humble home, lass. I hear that Jasmine tea is pretty good.” Gungnir chuckled as the other two nodded.

“Jasmine tea it is, noble guests.” Ember chuckled, setting up her kitchen to make some. “So, why did you two want to visit?”

“Aside from seeing you again?” Light Feather grinned as she looked at Ember. “We had been meaning to visit Canterlot since the war ended. We just never really had any time to do it.”

“Didn't Gungnir here retire from the Sky Wings? You could have then.”

“Yeah, but… That was pretty much directly after the war, we figured the ponies didn't want to see any griffins so soon. I guess we waited until now to do so, and Canterlot is so big. We could get lost here.”

“I’ve been here nearly two decades and I still haven't fully explored it. There are places I haven't been, and some places I frequent. Rusty’s Diner is one place I love to go to. Along with the Fine Brew Tea Room.” She chuckled. “I don't know how they’d take to seeing a griffin family though.”

“Or a changelin’,” Gungnir commented.

“Actually, uh, sir. Not many here know what I truly am. Only my boss, a miner, and… you three,” Ember looked down. “I don't think it's wise to reveal myself, not after…”

“We heard about that wedding,” Light Feather sighed. “World wide news, bug-like ponies attack during a time of love. At first, we thought you were a part of it.”

Ember quickly shook her head, “Oh no! I would never do that! Besides, I was in Manehattan at the time. My vacation was kind of cut short because of it.”

“Called back to help with wounded?” Gungnir asked, watching Ember as she brought cups over to them.

“Er, no. The ponies I was with were called back, Admiral Gold -” She was cut off by a squeal. She turned to see Quicktail staring at her, wide eyed.

“You know Gold Star?!”

Ember chuckled and shook her head. “Just how famous is he?”

“Very!” Quicktail bounced. “We heard about him in the Sky Wings training. If you ever run into a gold earth pony with a black mane, just surrender. You’ll save your feathers that way.” He chuckled and grinned.

“He ferried my tail across the sea, from the fort,” She glanced to Light Feather with a light glare. “That you claimed was a village.” She lightened up, chuckling. “Inspired their crew by appearing as an alicorn during a drake sneak attack.”

“In my defense, dear. It looked like a village to me!”

“In any case,” she floated over the teapot, pouring each of them a cup. “I made it here eventually.” She paused, glancing to her chest. “I earned this scar protecting you two from those drakes.”

The older griffin’s leaned closer to look at it, Light Feather wincing, but Gungnir nodding in approval.

“But I thought you could hide it in your disguise?” Light Feather asked as she leaned back, sipping her tea.

“I could, but why? It's a reminder of those who first trusted me, and those I first protected because of that trust.” Ember explained as she put a hoof on her chest, above the scar. “So yeah, sure. I can hide it, but why? It's a part of who I am now.” She looked at Gungnir. “Like you and that limp.”

“Scars tell stories, lass,” Gungnir mused with a grin. “The bigger the scar, the better the story.”

“And they are often… sexy.” Quicktail mumbled, making everyone look at him, and him blush in return.

“Are you saying my scar is sexy?” Ember slid up to Quicktail, making him blush more and hide his face with his wings.

“I am a soldier, and… yes.” He murmured from behind the wings.

“Say, lass. Can I see what ya look like underneath that fur?” Gungnir queried, glancing at Quicktail for a second.

Ember blinked, then moved to stand in between them. In a flare of fire, she took on her natural form. Allowing Gungnir to see her for she was actually was, as she stretched her wings out. He tilted his head, looking her over.

“Huh, ya certainly don't look like what attacked Canterlot, but I can see why ya’d hesitate to show off. Ya certainly stand out.”

“And that is why I don't plan on revealing myself unless I have to.”

“Oh yeah!” Light Feather chirped as Ember took her unicorn guise again. Light Feather turned around, reaching into her saddle bag that she had and pulled out a wooden statue. It looked similar to the one she had seen around Quicktails neck, only this one was bigger.

The statue had the hind quarters of a pony, complete with Embers little mark, while it's tail looked like a dragons. It's front half looked eagle, and it's bat like wings were spread apart. A top the eagle head was a single horn, and it's face was captured in one of pride. The statue itself was taking a pose that looked to be defending something.

Light Feather grinned as she held the statue towards Ember. “Here, I made this for you when I heard that Quicktail had found you again. It's not the same one we have above our mantle, but this one is better by far.”

Ember looked it over, holding it up in her magic. “It looks beautiful.” She hugged Light Feather as she floated the statue to the mantle, setting it down gently as she grinned to the older griffin. “Thanks.”

Author's Note

Hey look, another warm and fuzzy chapter!

Reunion - Ember's View

Ember blinked as she walked up to the Hospital, having been called in for an emergency. She let out a yawn as she stepped through the door, instantly stopping in place to see a pair of pegasi look like they went through a meat grinder on stretchers. She took a step forward when she heard somepony clear their throat.

She glanced to her side to see a snow white bat pony wearing Luna’s Night Guard armor standing there. His red eyes scanned her, looking her up and down.

“Are you Emerald Haze?” he asked gruffly. She nodded slightly, “Faith Cure said your presence would be better suited in the castle. A… special guest requires medical attention that the current doctor can't provide. And Faith Cure said you are an expert on… different species.” She again, nodded slowly. He raised an eyebrow. “Do I intimidate you?”

She smirked and turned back to the doors. “Just caught me off guard, sir. You’re not a drake. And those don't intimidate me.” She stopped and glanced back towards the two pegasi being led away on stretchers. “What happened?”

“An… accident.” He turned and started out the door, Ember noticing he had a medical bag already on his back. “You aren't afraid of flying, are you?”

If only you knew I had wings. She shook her head. “Your armor would make it uncomfortable though. I can just run to the castle.”

“I recommend against that. It is imperative that you get there quickly.” He knelt down, spreading his wings out.

Right… She sighed and hopped onto his back. Once she was comfortable, he stood up and took flight, heading straight for the castle in the moonlight.

“You are… rather light for a unicorn.” He commented as he flew along.

“I work out and keep in shape. Only have sweets sparingly, and from one place, sir.” She paused, looking towards the castle. “What is the problem that requires us to get there quickly, Moonlight Knight?”

“A… pony is in critical condition, and he requires the best attention as he has vital information.”

“Huh… Was he involved with the other two?”

“We are here.” He gently set down on the balcony, and lowered himself. Ember hopped off, glancing to him for a moment, then towards the window, walking up to it and tapping on it. A blue glow encased it and opened it, letting the pair step inside.

Ember took note of who all she saw inside. Luna was talking to a pair of stallions, one of which looked like the former captain of the Wonderbolts. She gazed to her side and saw Witching Hour looking over something on the bed frantically. Ember took a few more steps in and saw what, or rather who, it was that had Witch so frantic.

Ember’s eyes widened as time seemed to slow down. Her eyes remaining locked on the pony’s face, afraid it would vanish if she blinked. She didn't even hear Witch’s voice as she looked over the changeling that was currently getting light medical attention.

It was a face she hadn’t seen in nearly two decades. The crest looked the same, aside from the damage about half way down it. He still looked the same age as back then, no signs of aging whatsoever.

It was Talon, and he was in critical condition on a bed in the castle, in front of Princess Luna, in his natural form.

“Emerald! So glad they sent you!” Ember vaguely heard Witch say. She paused, looking over the changelings expression for a moment, “Oh, I didn't know how you’d react to seeing a…”

“Talon…” She murmured, earning the direct attention of Witch.

“...How do you know him?”

Ember stepped up to the bed, sitting beside it and looking him over. Seeing all the damage done close up. She could tell he was wheezing with each faint breath, his left hoof scorched, small burn marks along his legs, crest, horn, and even his wings.

“We… uh… aw shards.” She looked down, not having said that in ages, she glanced over to Witch, reading her confused expression. “What happened to him?”

“He was involved in an accident.”

“Don't lie to me! These wounds are not just from an accident! He has trouble breathing, he has various scorch marks! His energy is… er…” She wavered, sighing. “His crest is torn, unrepairable. His hoof is burned from some form of magical damage. Whatever he did, it wasn't just an accident.”

“Fine, he was in a fight with some powerful forces. Okay?” Witching nearly shouted, drawing the attention of everypony else in the room. “What do you mean by, his energy?”

Ember looked down at her shaking hooves. “You’re not going to like this.”

“Like what?” Witch asked, stepping back and looking at Ember. “I’ve never seen you act this…” She trailed off as Ember’s form engulfed in fire, revealing the changeling beneath that resembled the one on the bed, save for the large scar on her chest. “What in Tartarus?!”

Ember winced, looking at Witch, then to Talon. “He’s my little brother, you could say.” She retook her unicorn form.

“Were you even gone during the wedding? Or were you a part of that attack?!”

Ember shook her head, “I was in Manehattan, honest.”

Witch sighed, “Of course…Hard to deny those wings and that tail. And the slow aging you mentioned.” She growled lowly, looking at Talon. “Fine, what can we do to help him?”

“First off, I would like to know everything that happened.” She turned to the two stallions, who were just staring at Ember. The red one with an orange mane shook his head first, the one she recognized as the former captain.

“We aren't sure. We found him and the other two badly beaten. They were the only ones who survived the attack.” Blazetail stepped up. “So you’re a changeling?”

“Not relevant right now, sir.” Ember looked up at him. “An attack with what?”

“Shadowbolts,” Luna said calmly.

“But aren't they just an old mare's tale?” Ember looked at Talon, hearing him wheeze.

“Afraid not, Miss Haze.”

“But they’re pegasi! Where are the magic burns coming from then?” Ember focused on Talon’s hoof.

“From a magic we do not understand.” Luna moved to Talon’s other side, sitting down and looking across him at the pair of doctors. “We suppose thou should be informed of what is going on. But thou must promise not to tell.”

“I keep a secret daily, Princess.” Ember snorted, her eyes barely flickered to Luna. “Adding one more isn't going to hurt.”

“Okay then…” Blazetail started, sitting at the foot of the bed.

Together, Blazetail and Luna brought Ember up to speed on current events; the Shadowbolts, the patrols they do, the fact Talon dropped in on a meeting over two months ago thanks to Discord, and that he decided to join the Renegades in protecting ponies that hated what he was.

A part of her was annoyed he didn't come looking for any others from the hive, while another part was glad he didn't.

She and Witch spent the time during the story to wrap him up in enchanted bandages, Ember telling Witch exactly what to do to relatively mend what was damaged or broken. Blazetail and Cloak sat back, just explaining what all was going on behind the scenes, as did Luna, while the pair worked.

After everything got explained, it was her turn to explain how she knew Talon, how they were from the same hive, in the drake empire. At two different points when the same event occurred. Some rainbow streak that pretty much destroyed a hive.

She also mentioned that she has met a few of her hive mates, but couldn't disclose where they are currently. She didn't want them to lose whatever job they had, considering one was pretty much directly under Shining Armor. She explained to them that she would like what she is kept secret, to which they agreed.

After all was said and done, Ember sighed, looking at Witch. “How come you believe me, when I say who I am.”

Witch looked back at her, and pointed to her chest. “Your scar. Same in either form, and the Emerald I know would keep it to honour what all she has gone through to get where she is today.”

Ember looked down, grinning. “Thanks.”

“That… and your medical knowledge speaks for itself,” Witch added with a smirk. “It does explain why you prefer to enchant the bandages, and why your kind of tipsy after large events. Even though you don't drink.”

“So, you're not mad at me?” Ember asked, sheepishly eyeing the mare.

“Oh, I am mad, but I understand why you’d hide it.” Witch sighed, “It’s just going to take a while to come to terms with that knowledge,” she paused, tilting her head, “Who else knows?”

“Quicktail, Faith Cure, a few other ponies. And you can ask Faith where I was before the wedding.” Ember shrugged faintly. “And now, you, Luna, former Captain Blazetail, some random stallion, Moonlight Knight.”

“You know, I will ask her, just because.”

Author's Note

Art by Foxenawolf.
Moonlight Knight, Witching Hour is Witching Hours, Blazetail is Calm Winds, Cloak is Jim Hoxworth's.

Holding On

“What's wrong?” Quicktail asked as he watched Ember fall into their bed. “Long hours at the hospital?”

“Something like that,” Ember mumbled into the pillow. “There was a...patient… at the castle, that required my expertise.”

“Certainly not a griffin, I’d know about it.” He crawled into bed and laid next to her, draping a wing over her and snuggling up to her side.

“No… he’s more exotic than that…” She trailed off, somewhat snuggling back into his side as she yawned widely. “I… can't go into details about it, I'm sorry.”

“Why? You’re normally open about everything else.” He rested his head between her ears.

“This is one secret that I have to keep, hun. Princess Luna’s order.”

Quicktail quickly lifted his head, looking at her, “Seriously? From Her?” She rolled onto her side a little, looking up at him.

“Yes. I can't tell anypony about it… and…” she closed her eyes, sniffling. “It's not what I was expecting, at all.”

Quicktail laid back down beside her, laying a wing over her. “If you must, let it out. Just know that I am here for you.” He adjusted himself a little, able to move an arm and paw to rub along her back, massaging it gently.

She shook her head, looking up at Quicktail again and rolling onto her side. “Curse it to Tartarus, I don't care of she banishes me to the moon.” She rolled over to face Quicktail, tears were already forming in her eyes, “Talon is the patient, and…he’s stabilized, but he was in critical condition just a few hours ago.”

Quicktail blinked, watching Ember. She was shaking as she looked at him, tearing up as she buried her muzzle in his chest again.

“He was beaten to near death… by a group of pegasi.”

“Let me at them, I’ll teach them a thing or two of messing with changelings!”

Ember shook her head. “They have magic, like a unicorn does.”

“H-how?” Quicktail stammered, “That doesn't seem possible!”

“Even the Princess doesn't know. It’s scary to know of this, and it's not right for me to keep it from you.” She hugged him tightly. “Just… Don't go telling the world, ok?”

Quicktail nodded, hugging her back. “Aren't you happy to see him again?”

“I am… but, there’s more.” She sighed. “He… hasn’t aged, at all.”

“Ok, I know you age slower. Because your part drake, but.. twenty years is a long time to not age at all. Do you know why?”

“One word; Discord.” She looked up at him. “At least that's what Princess Luna said.”

“Riiight… So what is wrong with him?” He paused to chuckle softly, “Talon, that is… the list is too long for Discord.”

Ember chuckled weakly as she relaxed a little next to the griffin. “His crest is damaged, his left fore hoof and part way up the limb is burned. In addition, he has several burn marks along his other limbs, his back carapace is cracked and had gravel in it. He had at least two cracked ribs,” she sighed as she listed off everything.

“Geez, please tell me he went down fighting at least.”

“From what Blazetail said, there was a major fight. Two others were involved, I don't know what all is wrong with them but it isn't pretty.” She shook her head. “Even drakes and griffins weren't this bad. And I was in the middle of their war!”

Quicktail sighed, and stroked a paw through her mane. “Is there anything we can do to help him?”

“At this moment, it's all up to him. Witchy and I have done all we can. We can only pray he gets better.”

“Can't you give him something? Energy perhaps?”

Ember nodded slowly, “I can, but if I give too much, I could drain myself dry. At this point I wouldn't care if ponies saw the true me. It's just… hard knowing he was so close to death.”

Quicktail squeezed her in a hug. “He’ll pull through. You said he was a soldier, right? We always pull through because others need us to. Just you wait, he’ll be back, crashing into trees again before you know it.” He grinned down at her, noticing that she had fallen asleep while he was talking. He let out a tiny sigh and kissed her forehead, just above her horn. “He has to, for your sake,” he mumbled quietly.

Ember yawned as she slowly woke up, the warmth that she fell asleep on was gone from the bed, leaving just a pillow in its place. She heard faint rustling from outside the door, she slowly pulled herself up and looked around.

“Quicktail?” She heard a squeak from the living room, and about a minute later a familiar griffin head popped into the bedroom, grinning sheepishly.

“Your awake, uhh.. early.” Ember tilted her head as she looked at him. Her senses hadn't fully woken up, but she could have sworn she was detecting anxiety from him, with a side of nervousness.

“What has you so riled up?”

“Oh! I was just going to go some place and get something. I left a note telling you to meet me at Rusty’s, but… guess it's not needed now, huh?” he kept the sheepish grin as he spoke.

“Uh, ok. But I should check on Talon,” she started to get out of bed, yawning widely again.

“After breakfast, you need food in you first. Okay? Just go to Rusty’s and I’ll be there, promise.” Quicktail waved as he vanished from view, moments later she heard the sound of the door closing. Ember shook her head and made her way over to the bathroom.

She spent the next ten minutes getting ready, and was out the door quickly thereafter. She trotted towards Rusty’s diner, trying to keep up a grin as she passed by ponies, as she ignored the current battle going on in her mind.

She shook her head, grumbling as she glanced towards the castle. They’d let her know if his condition improved, right? Yeah. She could be found easily at her home or the hospital, but she suddenly found herself outside Rusty’s.

She glanced around, not spotting a griffin, so she decided to see if he was inside, already waiting. She opened the door, peering in for the moment and soon spotting a familiar griffin already sitting in a booth with a big grin.

“Ah, Miss Haze!” Ember heard spoken from her side, making her jump and gasp, she glanced over to see a large brown stallion with a dusty grey mane standing there, grinning at her. “You're a bit jumpy this morning! You normally surprise me with greetings!”

“Ah, sorry Rusty. Just a lot on my mind lately, that's all.” She looked towards Quicktail again. “And I see a griffin who wants my attention.” Ember started towards him.

“Oh yea, lovely fellow. I didn't know he was yours though.”

Ember almost fell over herself as she looked back at Rusty. “I… er…”

Rusty leaned in close to her, “He’s a keeper, wouldn't you say?” He grinned, before zooming off to tend to the kitchen. Ember just blinked, watching him for a few moments, then grinned and started back towards Quicktail with a faint pink tint on her cheeks.

She sat down and noticed he was still grinning at her. She glanced over the griffin, and noticed small box sitting by him. “So, what has you so excited this morning?”

“Weeelll,” He let the word go long, resting a paw on the box. “After talking to certain little birdies, I may have found something to perk up your day.”

Ember raised an eyebrow, leaning on the table, “Certain little birdies?”

“Yes!” He chirped, still grinning. “I can't tell you who, as of yet. But you do know them!”

“Can I guess who?”

“Sure, after you order!” He glanced to his side, as Rusty rolled up. “You know what I’ll take, right Rusty?”

Ember blinked at this, tilting her head slightly as Rusty nodded. “Yup! One order of scrambled eggs, extra corn muffins!” Rusty looked at Ember, “And for you, Miss Haze?”

“Just the eggs for me, extra bacon.” Ember nodded, keeping her eyes on Quicktail.

“Got it!” Rusty zoomed off, leaving the pair alone.

“Witchy and Leaf,” Ember stated.

“What about them?” Quipped the griffin.

“Whatever they told you.”

“Oh no no no.” Quicktail shook his head, “Nope!” He grinned widely as he slid the box towards her. She looked down at it, noting it was a simple brown box, with a bow tie on top. “I didn't have time to get it a proper wrapping, but a certain pony told me you’d love what's inside.”

Ember raised an eyebrow at Quicktail, then looked down at the box. She slowly undid the bow with her magic, and opened it up. She gasped at what she saw inside.

Inside the box laid a silver bracelet, a griffin and a pony were inscribed on it. Each one holding a part of an emerald gemstone which was embedded in it. The clasp of the bracelet was made up of the tails of the two, twirling into each other as it looked like the two were grinning at each other, above the stone.

She floated it up, looking it over, and barely looking at the griffin behind it.

“While not a griffin tradition to give stuff, as it's more of a pony tradition. I talked to Topaz Echo about it, and in his spare time. He made that for me. Sure, it cost a pretty bit, but he does some da...er… really excellent work.” He paused, glancing to the side as Rusty stood there, holding a spoon.

Rusty grinned, leaning towards Ember again, “A keeper” he whispered, then zoomed off as Embers cheeks turned bright red. She grinned and floated it over to Quicktail, extending a hoof as well.

“Care to put on this lovely piece of work?” She grinned as he nodded, grabbing it out of her magic and opening it. He held it towards her fetlock, and gently closed it around it, then kissed her hoof and smirked. “Only a few months together, does that count as proposing?”

“We griffins work fast, hehe.” He boasted, holding her hoof in his paw.

“Ahh, young love!” Rusty guffawed as he watched the pair quickly retract, blushing furiously as he set down the plates of food. “Enjoy your meal, you lovebirds!” He winked towards Quicktail, then zoomed off again.

The pair ate in silence, but it was a good silence as they watched each other. Ember was certainly feeling better now, between the best source of love in front of her, and all the excitement in the air around the diner, her spirits had certainly gone up a notch or two.

As they finished up, Ember chuckled softly, “So, a park after this?”

Quicktail put a paw to his beak, looking deep in thought. “I don't know… a park might be too revealing.”

Ember’s cheeks reddened some as she chuckled. “Tonight, you overly fluffy bird you.”

“Yes ma’am.” He saluted, earning a chuckle from their side. They both glanced to see Rusty standing there, grinning, he simply dropped the tab off, and bowed.

“My work here is done. On to the next table!” He sped off with a huge grin, as the pair stood and made their way out of the diner.

Author's Note

Rusty is Calm Winds.

The Cloudsdale Show

“So, not that I'm going to complain about the short vacation, but why are we going to Cloudsdale?” Quicktail asked as he sat across from Ember in the train cabin.

“We are going to Cloudsdale because there is a Wonderbolt show tomorrow.” Ember casually remarked as she stared out the window.

“I'm well aware, we get to see ‘Princess’ Soarin perform another show.” Quicktail giggled as Ember looked at him confused.

“What?”

Quicktail kept giggling, “Soarin, a part of the lead squad, is a pretend alicorn. He has some fake horn strapped to his head.”

Ember watched Quicktail giggle. “Soarin is wearing a fake horn?”

He stopped giggling and looked confused, “Surely you must of at least heard of it?” Ember shook her head, “It's been the hottest topic since Discord's reform! A member of the lead squad wearing a fake horn. Ponies think he lost a dare with Fleetfoot or something.”

“Afraid not, My time at the hospital has kind of made it so I don't read the news. And they aren't really talkative there.” She shrugged. “Guess I’ll get to see that first hoof then.”

“Huh?”

Ember chuckled, “I am joining this show as one of their trainers, while you will be in the seats.”

“I was curious why we were going to a show that was totally sold out minutes from being announced.”

“To get energy for Talon,” she sighed, looking back out the window. “The energy the clinic and you have been providing isn't enough. It's been helping, but a huge boost of energy would get him… relatively, back on his hooves within a few days.”

“You don't sound so hopeful about that.”

“His hoof has been burned, the scarring from it has rendered it unable to hide.” She held her own hoof out. “The entire hoof, and up to about here,” she explained by revealing a part of her natural form underneath it, stopping a few inches past the fetlock, “is unable to blend, so to speak. I bet it sounds confusing, doesn't it?”

“He can't hide himself unless he covers it with something, right?”

Ember nodded. “Basically. It won't hide at all, but strangely, he can still make his blade out of it.”

Quicktail raised an eyebrow, “Blade?”

Ember chuckled softly, “It's a quirk he has, I suspect from being a soldier. He can alter his own hooves into blades.”

“That sounds so cool! He’s like a walking armory then!” he bounced in his seat, chuckling, “But wait… if one breaks, then…”

“He’d lose the exoskeleton around that limb. It’d grow back, but for a short time, he’d be unable to remake the blade. Probably explains why it's still sensitive right now.”

Quicktail raised an eyebrow, “He wouldn't lose the whole limb?”

“Losing a part of the blade, no. Losing all of it from the joint out, yes. And that wouldn't grow back.”

“So he risks his limbs to fight better?” Ember nodded, Quicktail glanced to his claws, “Huh, brave lad. So this show, you’re going to gather energy from it and use it to help restore him?”

She took a deep breath and nodded. “It won't help what's damaged, but it will get him back in the fight a lot sooner. However…” She chuckled weakly, “The last show I attended had me buzzed. If this show is as big as Witch described, uh…”

Quicktail nodded with a smirk on his beak. “I am here to prevent you from taking over Equestria.”

“Yup. Going to take the train back from Ponyville, so we’ll have to fly there. You can carry me far enough from Cloudsdale, until I can form my own wings.”

“As long as you don't try anything, I can carry you the whole way.”

“Aww, how sweet.” Ember cooed at him, making him grin back at her.

“Anything for my mare.”

“Your such a sap.” She tackled him and laid on him. “And you're all mine.” She stared into his eyes as he grinned back.

“Ladies and gentlestallions! Please take your seats! The Wonderbolts are ready to go and will begin the show shortly!”

Quicktail grinned as he entered the Cloudsdale arena, looking around at all the other ponies making their way in, not caring that a griffin was there to watch the show as well. He had left Ember near one of the entrances to the back, where he met up with Witch and was told to come back there as soon as he could after the show.

His seat was near the top of the stadium, among a few other pegasi. Whom, once learning they were sitting next to a griffin, gave him a little space. He merely chuckled and put on the most disarming smile he could to try and not cause fear.

Thousands of pegasi here, I hope Ember is doing well. He thought as he looked around, he heard the cheers pick up as he glanced to the stadium floor, spotting a cyan blue mare with a rainbow mane. She appeared to squeak and duck back into the tunnel. A moment later another blue pony stepped out and waved to the crowd, earning an even bigger cheer.

He relaxed back into his seat, ready for his first Wonderbolt show. He had heard they were show ponies, and watching them with their mastery over the elements would certainly be a treat. It was just a shame he didn't have Ember sitting next to him, leaning on him and watching along side him.

He wondered how Ember was doing, even up here he could feel the buzz of excitement. And he wasn't a changeling! Being down there, near the Wonderbolts she must of already been buzzed. All that energy was basically being thrown into a pot, and she was in the middle of it.

After a short while, once all the ponies had been seated, a bright yellow mare in the Wonderbolt outfit flew out from the tunnel and floated up into the middle.

“Ladies and gentlestallions! Welcome to the Cloudsdale arena!” Her voice echoed throughout the arena, Quicktail squinted to see if she was even using a megaphone, which it appeared she wasn’t. He chuckled as all the ponies around him roared and Captain Spitfire went through her speech.

As she neared the end of her speech, Quicktail could almost make out a smirk on her muzzle as she mentioned the newest Recruit squad. And once she called out their name, he saw five figures launch out of the tunnel. He eyed each one, but when his gaze landed on the last one, he let out a faint gasp.

Seeing a griffin wearing the Wonderbolt uniform was something he never thought he’d see. And when he heard the name Matteo, his suspicions were confirmed. He was still a part of the Sky Wings when he saw that tank of a griffin approach the gates, and promptly get refused.

He thought to question it, but he knew the rules. The fact he could have been a new Master of the Sky and held that rank till age finally caught up with him was something he actually admired. But to be rejected before even trying out, sometimes he found the culture he came from stupid.

Still, seeing Matteo pass by him as the squad flew its laps, was a good thing. He didn't let all that training go to waste, and from here, it looked like he only improved. He’d have to see if he could meet Matteo at some point, ask him how the Wonderbolt training compared to the Sky Wings.

As he looked over this squad, it certainly stood out from what he had heard of the others. A griffin, a filly sized mare, a...neon green pony who looked like he had more screws loose then Surprise, a stallion from the Crystal Empire, and a mare with a one of a kind mane and tail. Maybe he’d have to try out for the Wonderbolts at some point.

After they passed, he applauded with the rest of the crowd, and sat down to enjoy the show.

Ember shuddered as she closed her eyes, standing off to the side of the arena floor. She and Witching Hour were on the sidelines, watching the show from the closest point possible, incase anything happened.

“You okay?” Witch casually asked, glancing at Ember after the recruit squad landed.

“Yeah… This show is going on for an hour, right?”

“Yup.”

“Oooh boy.” Ember opened her eyes and looked up, seeing Squad Seven take to the stage. “Two routines, and then a game of Wing-ball.” She looked at Witch. “I'm not glowing yet, am I?”

Witch raised an eyebrow. “No… why would you… nevermind.” She shook her head. “Relax, You can duck out after the routines if you want.”

“Wouldn't be fair to Quicktail.”

“Like you being down here and not by his side is?” Witch quipped, looking at Ember who was scanning the seats for him.

“Touché,” Ember sighed, shuddering again. “Cloudsdale shows are so full of energy.”

“Yeah, I bet them cheering for Rainbow Dash only added to that.”

“I am feeling a buzz now, but I should be good for the whole hour. If I get too far out of line, just… uhh… smack me, yeah.” Ember chuckled weakly as she gazed up and watched the last bit of Squad Seven’s performance.

“Then you may want to leave now. The lead squad is next, and it's a crowd favorite. I wouldn't want to see what happens to a ch… er, you, when you absorb too much energy.”

“Except I need as much as I can get,” she shuddered again when the crowed cheered, she glanced up to see the lead squad start their routine. “And we don't explode… Pass out perhaps, but not explode.”

“Thanks for that mental image! Just what I wanted to see, one of my friends exploding.” She glared at Ember, who raised her hooves defensively.

“Sorry! You kind of brought it upon yourself!” Ember paused, “Wait, you still consider me a friend?” She tilted her head, raising an eyebrow at Witch.

“Well yeah! I’ve known Emerald for nearly my whole life! So the fact that she is… well, different. Sure it was shocking at first, but now… it all makes sense.” Witch sighed. “The fact that you basically knew exactly what to say to ponies to make them happy, among other things.”

Ember let out a content sigh, grinning as she watched Witch. “Thanks, that means a lot to me.” She looked skyward, watching the lead squad.

“I don't know if I’d still trust you around Tricks though,” Witch mused, eyeing her friend.

“But he likes me!” Ember grinned, glancing to Witch for a moment, then skyward again just as the lead squad finished. The crowd erupted in cheers, making her shudder again. “Erf…”

Witch watched Ember as the crowd applauded and the lead squad left the area. “Must be a hard life, having to avoid things like this.”

“Possibly avoid Cloudsdale shows in the future… but Manehattan? Or anywhere else? I’m just buzzed after it.”

“Still, you can't go to the Crystal Empire,” Witch shrugged as she stood up.

“Actually…” Ember chuckled as she followed after her. “Not after this show, but… I could, it’d be tingly.”

Witch raised an eyebrow as she watched Ember walk beside her, seemingly able to walk just fine. “How do you know?”

Ember sighed, looking down, “Two of my… friends, live there.”

“And here I thought you didn't want to disclose where they all were,” Witch mused.

“That part is fine, it's just I don't want them to lose their jobs, or lives. Because of what I said.”

“I am sure that whatever they are doing, they wouldn't lose their jobs.”

“I am sure one of them would.” Ember grumbled.

“Oh? So one of them is somepony important?”

“So,” Ember looked at Witch, “I couldn't help but notice the rather large griffin on the new squad.”

Witch grumbled as Ember changed the subject, “Yeah, came here because the Sky Wings rejected him. Don't know why they would.”

“He’s too big.” Ember stated, earning a confused look from Witch. “The Sky Wings, from what I’ve heard, are stubborn with their rules. He is too big to fit in their formations. Weird that he’d be a Wonderbolt though.”

“He showed us a lot of various things.” Ember glanced to her side, seeing a blue Wonderbolt outfit. She gazed up a little to see Soarin smirking at her. “Hello again, Miss Haze.”

“Hello, Commander Soarin.” Ember chuckled weakly, glancing past him to see Rainbow Dash nuzzling up to his side. “Shouldn't you be spending more time with your friend there?”

Soarin glanced down to Rainbow Dash and chuckled, “Yes, and you shouldn’t call me Commander. You know I dislike titles.”

“Forgot about that,” Ember grinned as Dash peeked around Soarin, looking over Ember.

“Huh, I don't think I’ve seen you with the trainers before.”

“Oh, that's… ” She was cut off as a neon green pony slid up to her other side, floating above her, making Witch jump back with a gasp.

“She’s just here to collect something for a sibling!” He sneered as Ember looked at him with a panicked face. Witch sighed, and casually pushed him away with her magic.

“Go away, Twister, and go bother Broody McStormcloud.” The stallion sneered back at her, then quickly slid under Ember and leaned up, pressing his nose to hers.

“Your friend thinks I have a few screws loose! Tell him they were never screwed in to begin with!” He laughed as he slid along the ground like a snake over to Squall.

Ember just stared at the green pony, mortified and confused. Rainbow Dash let out a sigh and poked Ember.

“He does that all time, you get used to it.”

Ember glanced to Dash for a moment, “Uh… sure…” She looked back at Twister, noticing he had a small sign in his tail that read ‘End of Scene.’ She just blinked, “I… don't know what to make of him, at all.”

Quicktail landed by the small train station in Ponyville, chuckling faintly as he glanced at the pony draped over his back. She had thankfully dozed off at some point during the flight from Cloudsdale to Ponyville, as her attempts to cuddle him while high in the sky were making staying airborne difficult.

He gently trotted up to the station, making sure to not disrupt the sleeping pony on his back as he went. He stopped at the counter, getting greeted cheerily by the pony behind it and asked when the next train to Canterlot was leaving.

“About a half hour from now, why?” The mare asked, looking at the snoring pony atop the griffin.

“I’ve just flown from Cloudsdale, and just wanting a train the rest of the way. So a private cabin for two would be lovely.” Quicktail grinned, making a tiny gesture to the unicorn.

“Huh, while that isn't that long of a flight, it must of been tiring carrying a unicorn that whole way…” The mare shrugged, asked for the bits, and slid a pair of tickets to him. “Be back in about half an hour, and enjoy Ponyville in the meantime. I’d suggest you avoid Sugar Cube Corner though.”

“Why’s that?”

“The mare who works there… uhh…” She rotated her hoof by her head, signaling Quicktail that somepony was crazy.

“Uh huh…” He nodded slowly. “Alright then. Might be best if I just wait here then.” He turned and took a few steps from the counter towards one of the benches, walking up to it and looking at it. “Hmmm.” He glanced back at Ember, then to the bench. He perked his ears as he heard a pair of clops land by him, and looked over to come almost nose to nose with a white unicorn mare.

She blinked and took a few steps back, “Sorry darling, was just admiring the fancy jewelry.” She gestured to Embers fetlock, where the bracelet lay. “Must say it looks divine.”

“Oh, yeah. I had it made for her,” Quicktail grinned, a faint pink tint showing up, but hidden behind his feathers. “You wouldn't mind helping me put her on the bench, would you?”

“Oh not at all!” The unicorn grinned, her horn lighting up and soon Quicktail felt Ember leave his back, and get set down on the bench gently. “She is a sound sleeper, it seems.”

“She can be at times,” Quicktail grinned, sitting by the bench. “But she’s cute when she’s asleep.”

“Where are you two off to?” The mare sat by them.

“Canterlot. Oh, my names Quicktail,” he extended a paw towards her, she glanced at it, then shook it with her hoof.

“Rarity, and your friend?” she gestured to the sleeping mare.

“Emerald Haze.” The griffin looked over the mare for a moment, “Wait, she has a little statue of you, that she bought around the time of the wedding.”

Rarity scoffed, “Those dreadful things? They don't capture me well enough at all,” she waved a hoof. “They really should of asked for us to pose or something. Or for our input.” she grinned towards the griffin, “Well, I should be on my way. Have a friend who needs help with something.”

Rarity stood, took a few steps from him and bowed, then proceeded to trot off with a grin. Quicktail happily waited for the train to arrive and get set up for it's trip back to Canterlot, as he sat there with Ember who was snoozing away.

Back to Work

“So glad of you to come back to work, Emerald,” Faith Cure grumbled as she watched Ember trot to her locker. “I hope you had a good time in Cloudsdale.”

Ember stopped and glanced back at Faith, grinning slightly. “Still have a headache from there, but yes. It was enjoyable, and I slept part of the way back.”

Faith raised an eyebrow, then shrugged some. “I hope it was worth it at least.” She watched her slip on the scrubs. “Ah ah… your bracelet.”

Ember paused, glancing to her bracelet. “Er, right. Sorry, just recently got it.” She grinned, and levitated it off her fetlock and into the locker, hiding it within her emerald cloak.

“A gift?”

“From Quicktail,” she grinned, a faint pink tint starting to appear on her cheeks.

“You’ll have to tell me about him later, for now. You're going to do clinic work later. A pair of pegasi could use your loving touch.”

“A pair of… oh… them.” Ember nodded as she watched Faith look at her questioningly. “They are… where?”

“Well, since you’ve decided to take on more clinic work lately for some reason. They are on the second level, just in a room looking out towards the deck. One Mr Flare, and one Miss Shadow, sharing the same room.” Faith chuckled and floated a file towards Ember. She took it, opened it, and glanced along the documents inside.

“Erf, these two came in that night I was dragged to the castle, huh?” Ember glanced at Faith as she walked away.

“Yup! Have fun!” Faith chuckled as she waved back to her, walking out of the locker room.

Ember sighed and finished getting ready, before making her way out and towards the stairs to head up to the next level. She nodded to each pony as she passed, giving each one a warm grin.

She stopped outside a door that was barely open and tapped lightly on it with a hoof. After waiting a moment, she stepped in and peered inside, seeing a red pegasus sitting up on one of the bed, staring out the window of the room that overlooked the gym. She stepped in further and looked to the other bed, seeing the ice blue pegasus mare laying on her side, facing the window as well.

“Ahem.” Ember cleared her throat, and both didn't seem to react, except she noticed each turn an ear towards her. “I am Nurse Emerald Haze, and I was asked to check up on you two. May I come in?”

“Well, you're already a few steps in so far. So might as well,” the stallion quipped, not even looking at her. She shrugged and took a few more steps in, closing the door behind her. She looked over the stallion, noting that his wings were wrapped up and in a brace that ran the entire length of them. In addition he had a large number of bandages around his barrel and along an arm.

She glanced to the mare next, and could make out a similar number of bandages, along with her right arm set up in a cast running pretty much it's entire length. Her wings looked fine, and had a small number of bandages along them, but her barrel, from what she could see, was more wrapped up then the stallions.

“You were the two with him that night...weren't you?” Ember let out a sigh, as the two turn partly to look at her. They remained silent as she sat between them, looking at each one closer. They both turned away, deciding to remain silent at the moment.

“If you can't mention that night, don't worry. I’m just glad he is fine, mostly.” Ember started towards the mare, looking her over and lightly scanning her with magic. The mare closed her eyes, sighing.

“Are you talking about Talon?” she mumbled, barely loud enough for Ember to hear.

“Yes.”

“Then yes, we both were there with him that night. How is… he doing?” The mare glanced to Ember, and past her slightly at the stallion who was watching her.

“Fine, now. He…” she trailed off, unsure of what to say or describe what all was actually damaged.

“We know what he is, Miss Haze,” the stallion stated calmly, “and seeing him fight against a foe much stronger than him, well… I wish you could have seen him.” The stallion grinned warmly at her.

She let out a sigh of relief. “His crest is damaged, missing the middle part of it. His left fore hoof is burned, along with a few inches past the fetlock. He has several small burns that have healed, mostly, along his limbs and wings.” she paused, taking a deep breath. “Because of the damage on his hoof, he can't hide it. He can make a blade still, but he can't change it beyond that.” She turned to the stallion, shaking her head slightly. “He can't hide what he is anymore, without covering it up!”

The mare slowly sat up, wincing as she did. “Easy, Miss Haze. We all came out of that fight with scars.”

“Sorry… it's just…” Ember sighed, trailing off again.

“The way you're acting,” the stallion starts, making Ember glance back at him, “he’s a brother to you, in some way. Am I right?” Ember nods faintly. “So he isn't as alone as he thinks. He has seen you, right?”

“Quite a bit, yes. I gave him a ton of energy from the Cloudsdale show.” She turned to the mare, resuming scanning her. “Your arm is mending rather well. Given more rest, I’d say you’ll be back up in maybe a week or two,” Ember lightly put a hoof on the bandages around the mare’s barrel, her horn and hoof glowing faintly for a moment. “And that should ease your breathing problems for now.”

“Thanks, and you can call me Rime, Miss Haze.” She grinned, watching the unicorn nod and trot over to the stallion.

“Just Ember or Emerald, both work either way.” She looked over the stallion, focusing on his wings first. “Hmm.”

“How bad are they?” He glanced over his shoulder at them. “And you can call me Crimson.”

“They aren't the worst I’ve seen. Cloudsdale weather factory accidents can get pretty bad, but… For now, you will need braces if you wish to fly again,” Ember sighed softly. “Other than that, you're healing nicely.”

Crimson sighed loudly. “Well, at least I'm not fully ground bound. But I think it's a safe bet I'm done being a flying fighter.” He glanced towards Rime, smirking some. “But I think I can handle what the future holds.”

Ember looked between the two, grinning faintly as they just grinned at each other. “I think I’ll leave you two alone for now. And see what else Faith Cure has for me to do.” She bowed slightly to them, trotting towards the door and leaving the pair behind.

“I never pegged you for having a griffin for a coltfriend… what do you call a griffin friend like that?” Faith asked with a chuckle, as Ember dug into her sandwich to avoid speaking. “Though… given what I know about you…”

Ember suddenly gasped, coughing as she inhaled part of her sandwich. Faith laughed a little as she floated over a cup of water which Ember took and drank down quickly. Once she finally had her breath back, she glared at Faith. “Don't mention that!”

“Oh please,” Faith waved a hoof dismissively, “Do you honestly think that matters at this point?”

Ember stared at the table a moment. “Yes. The wedding invasion is still too soon,” she mumbled.

“Even then, I can vouch for you. You’re one of my best doctors that's still staffed here. All my others either left for the Crystal Empire, or became a part of the Wonderbolts.” Faith shrugged, then eyed Ember. “Speaking of, what would you do if you became a trainer for them? How would you take going to their shows?”

Ember shied away, staring at her sandwich, “As long as it isn't Cloudsdale, it's okay.”

“And if it is?”

Ember started to chuckle, which turned into a laugh, she kept this up as a stallion slid a tray onto their table.

“What has her in hysterics?” Light Gaze asked, watching Ember quickly stop laughing, blushing brightly and looking away.

“Oh nothing, Light. Nothing at all,” Faith laughed as Ember quickly resumed digging into her meal. Faith leaned over to Light. “You are aware, she has a special somepony, right?”

“Nope,” he glanced at her, then looked at Ember. “Who's the lucky guy who finally found a way to steal your heart?”

Ember mumbled something around her sandwich, making him raise his eyebrow.

“Didn't quite catch that, ma’am.”

Faith snickered as she watched Ember continue to try and hide who it was. She just grinned as Ember got quieter and quieter each time, and leaned back over to him. “Quicktail, a griffin it seems.”

“Oh? Going the exotic route I see. Too bad you're missing out on this.” He gestured to himself. “But I am taken, now.”

Ember kept eating her sandwich, thankful that Faith turned to the stallion. “Oh? Who is the lucky mare?”

“Stallion, actually. And...well, let’s just say he has certain talents I like. A lot.” Light smirked as he glanced at Faith, then looked at Ember. “So, when are you moving out of that little home, if you have a griffin stud with you?”

“For now, we are content in it. And, he works for the Embassy. We could probably afford something in the high class area with no problems. But honestly? We like where we are.” Ember shrugged slightly.

“Wait… He works for the Embassy? That's near the Castle! It must be a long hike from your place to there.” Light looked shocked for a moment, then leaned on the table. “You both must keep in top shape having to trek that far on a daily basis.”

“The hike doesn't affect a former Sky Wing,” Ember casually remarked, getting a gasp from both of them.

“A Sky Wing?! Seriously?” Faith chirped, “He just gave up something like that to be with you?”

“Er, well...He is a guard for the Embassy, probably a direct guard to the Ambassador when he visits Canterlot.”

“Still, must be some connection for him to leave something like that.” Light just grinned, “and just how long have you two been going together?”

“A...few months.” Ember looked down still blushing faintly, “Met nearly two decades ago, though. Saw each other again at the Canterlot Library a few months ago and we hit it off together. He decided to stay here and live with me.”

“Well, at least you’re in good claws with him,” Faith chuckled. “A former Sky Wing, and a griffin, don't think any pony will dare mess with you.”

Ember looked up at Faith, sticking her tongue out, ”Not like I can't defend myself.”

“Oh yes, I heard about you and your travels to get here from the drake empire. Taking down a drake by shocking it. Impressive to say the least.” Light chuckled as he shook his head, “It's how you earned that scar, isn't it?”

“Yup,” Ember nodded.

In the Skies Again

Quicktail grinned as he glanced towards his flying companion, a bright blue pegasus mare with a solid emerald green mane that was laughing hysterically as she just glided on the air currents. Quicktail knew exactly who the pegasus was, the silver bracelet around her right front fetlock showed him it was Ember.

It had taken him a lot to get her into the sky. At first she said she had forgotten, then said she didn't want to, then again said she had a fear of flying. Quicktail merely shrugged them all off and wanted to spend the day together, just flying along.

However, that plan didn't happen as once Ember finally hit the skies, she took off doing aerial stunts. He worked to keep up, but eventually just let her fly about and kept her in sight. She eventually floated by his side as he angled towards a cloud and landed on it, looking up at her as she hovered above it a moment before just plopping on it.

“Huh, didn't think you could just sit on a cloud like that.” Quicktail chuckled, watching Ember lean down and poke at the cloud.

“We do have a little bit of each pony tribe within us. We can sit on clouds, feel the earth, and of course use magic,” she paused to straighten up, looking at Quicktail, “but, no two changelings are of the same power. Like Lode Stone, for example. Below ground, he can find north and tell what time of day it is outside. Above ground...well, it's a wonder he hasn't gotten lost yet.” Ember snickered.

“And what about you, huh?” Quicktail poked at her. “What do you ‘specialize’ in?”

“Er, well…” Ember blinked, then looked at the cloud, “I’d have to say… I don't know actually. I always thought it was life, and caring for others. But that seems ridiculous.” She shrugged and looked at Quicktail.

“That is a valuable trait, makes you a very good nurse.” Quicktail grinned and leaned on her, making her lean back into him. “And I bet you know what Talon’s is.”

“Surprising his foe in combat with his shifting. It's weird really, he can shift parts of himself to be different.” Ember nuzzled at Quicktail’s neck. “Meaning he could be an earth pony, and suddenly have griffin claws for fore legs.”

“Okay, now that is cool,” Quicktail chuckled. “Certainly keeps his foes on edge, huh?”

“Yeah, unless they are magic-wielding pegasi that are Tartarus-bent on destroying everything we hold dear,” Ember huffed, flattening her ears and glaring out towards the open sky.

Quicktail shook his head, laying a wing over his mare. “You’re upset he’s going back to fighting again, aren't you?”

“I lost him once! I don't want to lose him again!” Ember almost growled out, turning to bury her muzzle into his chest. “I… I just can't handle it again.”

Quicktail hugged Ember to him, and let out a soft sigh. “He’s a soldier; it's what he does. And you know him best, if he could protect those who can't, he would.” Quicktail let head his rest on Ember’s head softly, nuzzling lightly into her mane. “And besides, I think he knows what not to do this time around.”

“Yeah, it's just… I worry for him. He can't hide himself anymore, and what if the Wonderbolts find that out?” Ember glanced up at Quicktail.

“I, personally, don't think they’d care.” He leaned back, looking down at her. “He is there, fighting a foe stronger than him, despite the fact that the common pony would want to see him dead because of something he didn't do.”

Quicktail grinned and leaned forward enough to kiss her forehead, “Actions speak louder than words do. And trust me, if he can make an impact on Blazetail, then the current Wonderbolts would have no choice but to accept him.”

“I did mention he was there when I first saw Talon, huh?” Ember chuckled softly.

“Yes, him and Princess Luna. If she says he is good, then ponies everywhere would believe her.” Quicktail nodded and hugged Ember again, “Now, there is still plenty of sunlight, are you up for more?”

“Just give me a moment,” she said as she snuggled into his side, he chuckled and laid his wings over her. “We don't snuggle enough.”

“I blame work getting in the way of life,” Quicktail chuckled as they enjoyed each other's embrace. He grinned, humming slightly. “You know, back on that topic of abilities. I'm wondering what each the hive mates you’ve told me about have.”

Ember chuckled softly, glancing up as she nuzzled into his chest. “Scope is a soldier like Talon, except he actually favors long range attacks. Feather Dust is a harvester, like me, and is more skilled with natural remedies. He knows pretty much which herb will heal, how much to use, and such. It's a trait I’ve seen pretty common though.”

“And I bet I can guess Topaz’s. It's gems, isn't it?”

“He was the Hive’s best jewelcrafter. He could make the dullest stone glimmer in a night sky with enough work, and it's good to see him applying that in the Crystal Empire,” Ember chuckled softly as Quicktail leaned down and lifted her arm, that had the bracelet on it, up.

“I could tell from the beauty in this. It certainly matches who is wearing it.” Quicktail grinned, watching Ember blush faintly.

“That was so sappy.” Ember leaned up and kissed his beak tip. “And that's why I love you.”

“And here I thought it was because I was cute in general.” Quicktail grinned as Ember nipped at his beak. “Ack!” He fell back, falling with Ember in his arms, making her squeak as they fell off the cloud. He opened his wings to catch an air current and glided along, carrying Ember in his arms.

He chuckled as he slowly starts to let her go, her wings snapping out to her sides instantly as he fully lets her go. Quickly he grasps her hooves in his paws, gliding along as he holds her with her back to the ground, still grinning at her as he angles slightly, dodging one of the few tall structures of Canterlot with practiced ease.

He leans down and kissed her lips gently with his beak, then pulls away and pulls them both up, slowing their speed as they reach a hover above some clouds. They grinned at each other in the dimming sunlight as they slowly lowered to the ground.

“It's getting late, dear. We should return home.” Quicktail chuckled softly as he gestured to the slowly setting sun.

“I suppose.” Ember let out a soft sigh, “We should do this again sometime, it was fun to stretch my wings.”

Quicktail turned and led her back to home, “It's a wonder they still work after, what, two decades of no use?”

“It's like catching a thermal, you never forget.” Ember smirked, “And they never get rusty either.”

“Ha, that would be nice, never really have to fly to keep your wings in top shape.” He chuckled as he glided above her.

“Well, yes and no. I’d say I would be spent energy wise, but with a good battery next to me.” She grinned up to him as he leaned down and kissed her forehead. “I could soar for as long as your heart desires.”

“And you call me sappy!” Quicktail quickly leaned back, dodging a nip from Ember. The pair chuckled as they landed in front of their house, with Quicktail landing by the door. He opened it and gestured inside, “Mares first.”

“How kind,” Ember mused as she trotted in with Quicktail following in right after he closed the door. Ember stood in the living room and shook herself out, then took on her natural form, keeping her wings out for a bit.

“Wings a bit stiff?” Quicktail asked as he walked up behind her.

“A little, drawback of not using them a lot and then suddenly flying for… how long were we up there?” Ember glanced over her shoulder at him.

“I don't know, honestly.” He grinned softly. “Lay down and let me work some magic, ok?”

“You? Magic?” Ember raised an eyebrow as she laid down where she was, “This I gotta see!”

Quicktail merely chuckled as he gently climbed on top of her, resting his paws around her wing bases and started to gently massage the area. It didn't take long before Ember completely relaxed, her wings falling to the floor as she seemed to melt under his power. He continued to use the advantage of paws as he worked the muscles around her wing bases, slowly going along each wing as he grinned at her.

Ember felt like she was suddenly in heaven, the way Quicktail worked the muscles around her wings, being both gentle and powerful was bliss. She relaxed completely, closing her eyes and if she could purr, she would be a motorboat right now. Quicktail chuckled softly as he watched the changeling beneath him just relax as he switched to the other wing.

“My mother showed me a lot of techniques in massaging, in case you're wondering.” Quicktail slowly worked up the limb, gently working the muscles as he went, “She was training to be a masseuse before she found her calling in the wood craft.”

“Ooooo it shoooows,” Ember slurred out, relaxing on the floor and lying out under the griffin.

Quicktail continued to massage and work over Ember’s wings, slowly working down her back once he was done with them. He slowed down on the sides, chuckling softly, at least until he heard a knock on the door. He quickly stopped and looked at it.

“Who is it?” Quicktail almost hissed at the door, this moment having been ruined.

“Geez, Quicktail. Did I interrupt something fun?” Lode Stone’s voice sounded from the door. Quicktail sighed, looking down to the changeling on the floor who was snoring peacefully.

“Eh.. sorry, anypony else out there with you?” Quicktail slowly crawled off Ember and gently picked her up, carrying her to the couch.

“Nope, just me.”

“Open and close quickly then.” Quicktail chuckled softly as Lode Stone almost teleport inside, moving and dealing the door fast enough to make it look like he did. He watched Quicktail cover up Ember, and then looked at Quicktail.

“Wow, you work fast.” He snickered as Quicktail shot a soft glare at him.

“I was massaging her, for your information. We spent most of the day in the air. And I guess she was more tired than she thought.” Quicktail shrugged, sitting on the floor next to Ember.

“I was kidding, sheesh.” Lode chuckled as he pranced up to Quicktail. “It's great to see her happy after what all has happened.”

Quicktail nodded slowly, “But we look to the future,” He pauses, looking at Lode Stone, “So, why are you here?”

“Oh, the mines underneath Canterlot are nearly cleaned out. Afterwards I’ll be moving to another mining project near the Crystal Empire.” Lode shrugged slightly. “Nothing else for me here, job wise. And I promise to write as much as I can.”

“At least you’ll have company there, huh?” Quicktail chuckled. “In addition to getting a buzz.”

“Yes, Scope and Topaz, and I’ll bunk with them while I'm there.”

Quicktail tilted his head. “And where were you sleeping before?”

“Some high class inn, really I picked the cheapest room of it. We were called here quickly per Luna’s request a few months back and have been hurriedly getting the mines cleared and ready to be made into a bunker. I fear she may be expecting some attack or something, maybe another changeling invasion is on the horizon.” Lode shrugged and turned back to the door, starting towards it.

“Stay. One night away from a hotel won't bother you, will it?” Quicktail chuckled softly, “You can take the bed, since Ember is asleep on the couch.”

“And where will you sleep?” Lode turned and looked at Quicktail questioningly, watching him trot over to a closet and pull out a spare blanket and pillow.

“The floor by her couch, and if you're worried about that, don't be. While in the Sky Wings, we often slept on dirt, or in much worse places.” He grinned at Lode, sticking out his tongue.

“If you insist, I suppose I could use a different bed.” Lode chuckled softly. “And we can chat more, if you don't mind.”

“Not at all.”

With the Wonderbolts Again

“Alright Commander Sunshower, you’re good to go,” Ember grinned as she had just finished bandaging up one lightly wounded Wonderbolt and slid over to the next.

“Thank you Emerald, also good to see you again.” He grinned as he hopped off the table with a soft limp and wince. Ember nodded to him as she moved over and stopped in front of Moonbow and grinned up at her.

“You look about as well as your twin does,” Ember chuckled softly as she floated a few bandaids over from a small cart next to her. She had been one of the nurses called in to help since the Wonderbolts had been attacked by Shadowbolts earlier this day. She had seen Talon for a little bit, but at the moment, he was patrolling around the compound.

“I am the better looking one,” Moonbow smirked.

“Yeah, hate to cover up that face, though, but you do have a few small bruises on your muzzle,” Ember chuckled and floated a bandage up and stuck it to her cheek.

“It shall live on, hidden under some protection!” Moonbow raised her hoof and tried to pose heroically while sitting on the medical exam table.

“I’d say your squad took the least damage, collectively anyway, Captain.” Ember glanced over Moonbow for a bit, as she leaned closer to her.

“Here’s a secret, we can actually fight,” Moonbow whispered with a snicker, then leaned back.

“Oh yes, would hate for that to get out. The trouble that could cause.” Ember grinned up at her. “Also, you're good to go.”

Moonbow nodded. “Yes, you can't tell any pony about that! Or that we got saved by some red stallion with blue leg guards.”

Ember tilted her head, “You mean Talon?”

Moonbow blinked. “Huh… Fitting for an Ex-Shadowbolt.”

Ember just snickered as she moved onto the next pony, as Moonbow looked at her confused. “Wait, you know something!”

“Little old me? Nope!” She continued to snicker as she looked over the next lightly wounded pony. Moonbow glared at Ember for a bit, then smirked.

“Fine, keep your secret then. We have ways of making you talk.” Moonbow rubbed her hooves together.

“Unless it's tea with Discord, I doubt it will work,” Ember grinned as she glanced to Moonbow, who sighed.

“Dealt with your share of crazy?” Moonbow asked as she trotted past Ember.

“You could say that.” Ember chuckled and looked at the stallion before her as she applied a few bandages. “Okay Flash Blitz, you're good to go.”

“Thank you, Nurse,” the stallion casually said, hopping off the table and trotting out, with Moonbow following him out. Ember took a look around the trainer room, spotting Aurora sitting on a table, arms crossed, grumbling.

Ember trotted up to her, tugging her little cart along and looked over the mare. “Are you hurt ma’am?” She could tell she was at least annoyed.

“Just my pride,” she growled softly, glancing at Ember. Ember raised an eyebrow.

“Right… no wounds? I doubt you got out of that battle with nothing.” Ember looked over the mare a bit closer.

“Fine, I got a few scraps,” Aurora grumbled, uncrossing her arms. “Just some small burns, it's fine.”

“Ah, that's what I'm here for,” Ember chuckled softly. “Show me them, and what has you so upset anyway? It's not about your brothers is it?” Aurora shook her head quickly as she took off part of her uniform, revealing the burns underneath.

“That damned red stallion, felt like he was toying with me and Monkey. We kept him on the defensive, but the way he seemed to predict and dodge our moves. I did get a lucky shot in, though.”

“Did he have blue leg guards on?” Ember asked, as she floated over some disinfectant and poked at the wounds.

“Yes. Found that a little weird, but still. So annoying!” Aurora growled. “And to say he was an ally all along? Why in Tartarus did they wait then?”

Ember sighed, shrugging softly as she started to apply the bandages. “No clue really. Would’ve saved a lot of pain I bet.”

“YEAH!” Aurora grumbled, then blinked, “Wait, how did you know about the leg guards?” She tilted her head, looking confused.

“Because Squad Twelve spotted him too, and I know who he is.” Ember shrugged, then blinked as Aurora leaned in close to her.

“Tell me who he is, so I can go punch him again.”

“Ah, I’d rather you didn't. He is still recovering and shouldn't be doing what he is, but… he is because he is stubborn.” Ember sighed, “And you're done. I am sure he is wondering around somewhere.”

Aurora got to her hooves quickly and aimed for the door. “I’ll go find him on my own then. Can't be too hard to find him!”

“Good luck with that!” Ember shouted as she moved onto the next pony.

Ember sighed as she glanced out a window, seeing the rain coming down hard outside. She glanced around the lobby of the Wonderbolt compound, chuckling softly to herself. She had never thought she’d be in here, and she had to admit, the blue shades of the walls were certainly better than the white of the hospital.

Still, being a trainer for the Wonderbolts meant you had to go to their shows. Any of them she could probably handle, but Cloudsdale? That was an adventure once she came off the high she was on. She had apologized to Quicktail a few times after that and asked if she was a bit too much, because really, it was kind of a blur after getting picked up by him at that gate.

He had said she wasn't too bad, the train ride, er, was fun. But in truth, he didn't really complain, and it kept her to the room. Thankfully she had made it through that, but the headache afterwards was similar to a hangover; according to what her patients had described one as, anyway.

She grinned as she spotted a familiar red pegasus with a pair of deep blue leg guards chatting with some ponies, two Renegades and one Wonderbolt. Ember trotted over to them, stopping within sight of one of them. She just grinned and pointed to Talon, the Renegades gesturing to her afterwards.

Talon glanced over his shoulder, and she could hear the internal sigh he made. He nodded back to the Renegades and turned to her, trotting up to her with a fake grin.

“Yes, Emerald?” He asked once he was close enough.

“So, do the Wonderbolts know about you yet?” Ember asked, gesturing him to walk with her.

“Eh, no. I’m going to keep it quiet for as long as I can. They don't need the extra confusion at the moment.” Talon shrugged as he trotted at her side, his leg guards clanking lightly as he walked.

“And if it gets out?” She glanced at him, voicing concern, “These are the Wonderbolts.”

“I’m well aware. It's just....” he paused, looking down, “I’ve encountered a few who were a part of the Griffin Drake war, and namely one who I have actually run into.” He shrugged slightly, “So who knows.”

“I'm just looking out for you, Talon. Okay?” Ember stopped by a window, looking out into the rain. She sighed softly, glancing to her side as Talon looked at her, “You really have changed, you know.”

Talon chuckled softly, looking out the window as well, “We both have. Though I guess it's, what? Two or so decades for you, and almost two months for me? Weird how that works out.” Talon sighed, looking down, “Everything that happened there is still fresh in my mind.”

Ember looked him over, “How did you get out?”

“I thought I told you?” Talon looked up, as she shook her head, “Huh… Leviathan teleported me out to the edge of the eastern entrance.” He looked out the window again, “I guess after that, I was kind of lost until I bumped into a few ponies. Wonderbolts, after that I knew what I wanted.” he chuckled once, glancing out into the lobby, “Maybe Discord teleporting me two decades ahead was a boon.”

“His aim could have used work,” Ember laughed, “going from one deity to another, no wonder you didn't bother to go find any friends.”

“Yeah, but I eventually made some new ones.” Talon grinned, looking back at Ember, “And I got to see a few old ones too. Even if they are much older now.”

“And after this all is over, you’re going to try and be a Wonderbolt?” Ember tilted her head slightly.

“Yes, try anyway.” He sat, and lifted his scorched hoof, “Even if I have to go natural to do it.”

“You just be careful, okay?”

“And you should stop worrying about me.” Talon grabbed Embers shoulders softly, grinning at her, “You have a mate to worry about who is probably just as capable in combat as I am.”

“But they are coming back tomorrow, and it's just going to be you and the Renegades, isn't it?”

Talon nodded and pulled her into a hug. “I’ll be just fine, I have something worth protecting now.” He squeezed her for a moment, then put her at arm's length. “I have my own small hive to protect, even if it's just ten members.”

“Ha, I bet Quicktail would be happy to hear you consider him a hive mate!” Ember grinned, pulling Talon into a hug for a moment. “You go out there and kick some plot, okay, bro.”

“I will, and you’ll be watching too, won't you?” Ember nodded in response.

Off to the side and near the stairway out of the lobby, a familiar grey stallion with a silver and greying mane watched the pair, before silently turning away and heading towards the stairs to his room.

Author's Note

And finally this one updates as well. Couldn't update one without the other!

Feeling the Power

Ember took one last glance in the lobby, namely towards the stallion that had her focus. She saw Talon conversing with another pony, the one that was there when she was first reunited with him. She and the other staff members were being escorted into the basement, where it was one way and one way out.

The Renegades were providing the first line of defense, with the Wonderbolts and Luna being the second. If they broke past both lines, well… She didn't want to think about that.

She closed her eyes for a moment, shaking her head. They had Luna, an alicorn, on their side. How could they lose?

She opened them again and focused forward, she had to keep hopeful. Whatever that crazy crystal magic was, it stood no chance against Luna! She wondered how those Shadowbolts would fare against the combined might of Celestia and Luna, they wouldn't stand a chance at all!

As the doctors were lead down to the basement, she took the time to look around. Despite not being here, she could feel she was at least partially underground and that alone helped her calm down some. She noticed that the normal blue hue was down here as well, whoever painted this place loved blue.

Once led to one of the rooms, she decided it best to take to a corner. She could feel all the worry around her and didn't want it to circle around and make her panic. She was a nurse and needed to be as strong as those who were fighting above.

She sat with her back to the corner, resting a hoof on her bracelet as she looked around. Friends were consoling friends, strangers were doing the same to other ponies that they barely knew or didn't know at all. She sighed, looking down at the bracelet that rested upon her fetlock.

She knew Quicktail was safe, the Embassy was on the other side of the castle from this compound. And even then, Quicktail wouldn't rush out to join in this fight. Well, he might, but he knew the danger that Talon faced and the injuries that she had told him about.

Here she was, a good number of yards from the conflict, and yet Quicktail was safe farther away. When she got the chance, she was going to hug the stuffing out of him. She let out a soft sigh as she rubbed her hoof across her fetlock, just below the bracelet.

She could tell every pony in the room was worried, she could taste it in the air. She took another glance around at each pony, noticing that a few were looking towards her. She grinned back to them reassuringly.

“What's going to happen to us if the Wonderbolts can't stop them?” A mare asked quietly, scooting closer to Ember.

“Well,” Another started, a stallion, “There are a good number of things that could happen.”

Ember glared at him, then shook her head, “They will win, and so will those Renegades. Have faith in them.”

“But half the Wonderbolts are effectively down!” The stallion looked at Ember. “How can you be so confident?”

Ember looked at the ceiling, closing her eyes, “Because, I have a friend who is doing all he can protect us. Despite what we could do to him. Sure, we’re all scared, and so might be the Wonderbolts, but I’d be more scared for them. They have angered the Princess of the Night.” Ember looked at the stallion, smirking. “So they will taste actual fear.”

“Yeah!” The mare grins, looking towards Ember, “I saw Princess Luna, she looked determined to make amends for what she did to the Wonderbolts. An alicorn is a powerful force to be reckoned with!”

“But the Wonderbolts lost to them, and it took these other ponies coming in. What if these Renegades flee from us?”

“They wouldn't,” Ember shook her head. “Some of those Renegades are retired Wonderbolts. They would stay and defend us,” she grinned, then blinked and glanced up just as the ground shook faintly. A few ponies quickly stood up and looked around, as Ember remained staring at the ceiling.

A faint trickle of panic was seeping in from above, at least for a moment before determination took over. She hadn't thought about it, but she could barely sense the emotions outside. Too much was in the way to get an accurate reading, but that sudden spike of panic was enough to worry her.

The ceiling continued to shake slightly, some of the tiles shifting slightly and one of the light fixtures coming loose. Ember quickly focused on it, as did a few other unicorns as it was suddenly covered in a rainbow of auras. She let out a sigh of relief as it was floated back up and reattached.

The shaking soon stopped, making everypony look up at the ceiling.

“What's going on out there?”

“They’ll let us know when it's safe, right?”

Ember sat, staring at the ceiling as she felt something, a quick glance around told her most of the unicorns felt it too. Something powerful and deadly was about to happen. The feeling of dread seemed to last few a few minutes before it passed, leaving some of the unicorns, and Ember, wondering just what all that was.

Ember sighed as she looked over Talon, they were both quiet as he sat there, keeping his fore leg held out just enough for Ember to see it. He had lost his guards early on in the fight, and with no real way to hide his limb he basically hobbled in with it wrapped up in a wing and covered in mud.

She sighed as she cleaned off the leg of mud, glancing up to him as he looked around the infirmary. At some point, Discord had come and gone and thankfully ignored them both. Neither were in the mood to deal with him and thankfully he was more focused on Luna.

The pair remained in silence as Ember started to wrap up his leg with athletic tape, using the widest she had at the time.

“I won't be able to cover all of it,” she mumbled, barely glancing up to see him nod slightly. She paused a moment in wrapping, sighing, “Why?”

“Why what?” Talon looked down at her.

“Why are you fighting against impossible odds?” Ember looked up at him, making him sigh as he saw the worry in her eyes, “You could die out there! I already lost you once, I don't want to lose you again,” she looked down, sniffling.

Talon rested his good hoof on the back of her head. “Always the overprotective sister, even after all this time,” She looked up, as he kept grinning at her. “I’m just protecting those that can't protect themselves, that's all. It's what I do.”

“But!” she started, then suddenly found a hoof in her mouth as Talon shook his head.

“If I was a Wonderbolt, A Royal Guard, a Sky Wing, or even a Scale Guard, I’d be doing the exact same thing; protecting.” He grinned warmly at her, “It's who I am, just like you are a medic. A healer of those who need it, and in the days to come. I’m almost positive that your presence is going to be needed; be it here in this compound, or Canterlot General, or even the Canterlot Castle.”

He removed his hoof, putting it under her as she tried to look down. “You have a mate who loves you with all his heart in that city. Once your done in here, you go to him and snuggle up to him. And before you protest, I order you to do that as your brother.”

Ember sighed, nodding slightly she resumed wrapping his leg as best she could, “You're lucky you can still fight. I don't know what all went on out there, but a good number of Renegades are down for the count.”

“Then I’ll carry on to protect them too.” Talon nodded, looking up again.

“I wish I could be as brave as you,” Ember murmured softly, making Talon look down at her again.

“But you are,” she glanced up as he continued, “You willingly came to Equestria, you fought against drakes in a sneak attack, you protected some strangers who had taken you into their home and provided a place to rest. You have friends here, some that I would love to get to know better. You are braver than me.” He finished, grinning.

She grinned as she took in his words, he was right! She had faced many more dangers than this. She even had a mate, a partner, and a large extended family.

“We can toss this debate back and forth, so let's just be brave for each other. Okay, Talon?” Ember nodded as she finished up wrapping up most of his leg, leaving just the hoof visible with no holes being seen.

“Alright,” Talon glanced over himself. “Am I good to go? I think you have other ponies to attend to, and… I have a pair of leg guards to go find.” Ember nodded and stepped away, letting Talon hop off the table. The moment he did, she hugged him. He looked at her and laid a wing over her. “I’ll be fine, you take care of yourself, ok? If anything, I'm a survivor.”

“And you do the same.” Ember squeezed him tightly, then let go and moved onto the next pony as Talon trotted out.

“Hey Ember,” Ember heard just as she entered the tunnel leading to the castle. She stopped and turned partially, seeing a familiar grey mare come trotting up to her. “Thanks again for your help earlier with everything.”

Ember nodded wearily to Witching Hour, “Anytime. You just keep an eye on Talon, okay?”

“I will, I heard from Silver that his leg guards are torn up. How should I hide his hoof?” Witch glanced to Embers saddle bags, where a pair of blue bracers were somewhat poking out.

“He currently has it wrapped up with athletic tape. That should suffice for now since his suit hides most of the leg in general,” Ember looked down for a moment, then back up. “Take care of yourself, okay?”

“You could stay and help, we can always use an extra pair of hooves around here.”

“As much as I’d like to stick close to Talon, I really need Quicktail right now,” Ember sighed softly. “There is still a bunch of pretty negative emotions in the air, and some are coming from you.”

Witch blinked, “I am not…”

“You’re hiding your anger pretty well. But I can still see it, Witchy.” Ember smirked slightly as Witch just sighed. “I partially know what has you so mad, but for now. I’d put it on the back burner and focus on what's in front of you,” Ember moved forward and put a hoof on Witch’s shoulder. “It’s partially why I avoided you in the infirmary. I really didn't need the anger at the moment.”

“I understand,” Witch muttered softly, she then looked at the armor in the bag. “Going to get those fixed?”

“Steel Smith should have them back in no time. Seems Talon tore them when he, er, sharpened his blades,” Ember faked a grin as she hid the partial lie. Witchy just shook her head slightly and turned back towards the compound. “He shouldn't tear the tape, I hope.”

“If he does, I’ll tape his mouth shut then.” Witchy chuckled as she walked back into the compound, leaving Ember to walk back to the castle.

Boom

Ember sighed as she flopped onto the couch of her home. Quicktail was due home soon. Turns out during that second round against the Shadowbolts, they brought forth some flying airbase thing. That idea sounded so wrong to her, and yet it was real.

She saw the state Luna was in afterward, whatever else that floating base did be just as absurd. They should have just abandoned the base, let the Shadowbolts have it for their glory. But it seemed Spitfire was adamant about staying, hoping they wouldn't be back again tomorrow.

She sighed and stared at the statues on her mantle. The unicorn statue, standing next to the hippogryph statue. It looked like both statues were defending each other, the hippogryph standing slightly above the unicorn. Her eyes shifted slightly to the side, staring at a pair of cleaned deep blue leg guards that she had put there.

She continued to stare at them, unaware of her surroundings until she heard the door close. She blinked and looked at it, spotting Quicktail already removing his armored clothing. She let out a soft sigh and went back to staring at her mantle and the statues.

“Something wrong dear?” Quicktail asked once he was finally free from his armor and trotting over.

“Why did you want to join the Sky Wings?” Ember asked as she barely glanced at the griffin as he gently climbed onto the couch and snuggled on top of her.

“Well, originally it was to just follow my dad. But after a certain friend proved that even she could defend griffins from harm. I wanted to do the same,” he grinned looking down at her as she looked up at him.

“So, the same reason Talon is currently fighting… To protect.”

“Yeah, basically.” He rested head on hers as she stared at the mantle again, “You're thinking about him again, aren't you?”

Ember nodded slightly, “He said not to worry, but… I can't help it.” She sighed, resting her head on the couch cushion, “I worry for him because those Shadowbolts… nearly won.”

“Yeah, that was a scary sight. Seeing that beam come crashing down over their base and blocked by a blue shield. And that battle before it showed up? That was awesome!” Quicktail grinned, then blinked as Ember was looking up at him, glaring. “What?”

“I was right UNDER that shield!” Ember growled, continuing to glare at him as he squeaked.

“Sorry! I didn't know! But how did you not see it?” Quicktail squeaked as Ember wiggled out from under him, making him flop onto the couch as she stood and took a few steps towards the mantle.

“I was kept in the basement of the Compound. I felt something above when I detected a sudden bit of panic, even that far underground.” She sighed with a faint growl, “And Talon is going to stay, fight them when they probably come back again tomorrow!” She stamped a hoof, turning to glare at the statue. “I don't want to lose him again!”

Quicktail slowly got up and walked over to Ember, draping a wing over her as he felt her shaking. He sighed softly, as she turned and buried her muzzle into his chest.

“I don't…” Ember trailed off, her sobs taking over as Quicktail sat, pulling her closer to him and hugged her.

“He is a soldier, he will continue to fight until he can't move.” Quicktail softly stroked through her mane, looking down at her, “Nothing I can say will help, because it's what I’d do too. Come on, we should get to bed.” He gently tugged on Ember, and she willingly followed him to their bed, where he gently laid her down and joined her.

“They brought… WHAT?!” Rime and Crimson exclaimed at the same time as Ember explained what was going on while she was checking up on them. Rime was sitting up, just staring slack-jawed at Ember as she nodded back.

“I was right under it. I wouldn't be surprised if it showed back up today.” Ember sighed, looking down.

“But our home, the Cirrus, was destroyed half a year ago! I know! I saw it happen!” Crimson shook his head, “To have that base back up and firing magic bolts of that size? How…”

Ember glanced at him for a moment, then looked back at Rime, “Your arm is healing nicely, you will still have a limp, but it won't be crippling.” Ember tried to change the subject, “And I noticed that wheeze is gone.”

“Yeah…” Rime muttered, looking down.

“Sorry…” Ember sighed again and turned to Crimson. Ember took a step towards him, then stopped as she felt a hoof land on her, she turned partially back to Rime.

“It's just hard knowing we can't do anything, while everypony else fights.” Rime grinned weakly, “Even a changeling is fighting our battle.”

“Talon is stubborn, and he shouldn't be doing this.”

“Imagine you in his place, if you were the soldier. Would you be doing the same thing?”

Ember blinked, then looked down. She sighed and nodded, “Yes, I would.” She looked up at her, “Thanks.” She walked over to Crimson and looked over his wings, they weren't wrapped up as badly as they were before, but the braces were still in place.

“They don't hurt much anymore, but I'm still effectively ground bound. Aren't I?” Crimson asked, glancing back at his wings.

“Well, for now, you are. But I happen to know somepony who could help you get back in the sky.” Ember chuckled as Crimson visibly brightened up.

“Oh? How?”

“It's a long and complicated process that she could explain better. And she’s already done it once before. Granted, her subjects wings were… far worse than yours.” Ember winced, “Weather factory accident. The wings were pretty bad.”

Crimson cringed, “Ouch…”

“Yea, you still have all your feathers. And it appears it's mostly just the bone that damaged, some of the muscles too but all are fixable.” She paused, looking the wings over with her magic glowing, “Who knows, might not even need that procedure.” Ember shrugged some. “You won't be able to fly and fight as you did before, but the standard flight is still possible.”

Crimson let out a sigh, looking at Rime, “That's good to hear, given I am hearing it from an expert on wings.”

“Don't know what you're talking about Crimson, I don't have any wings,” Ember smirked faintly, looking up at him.

“Well, we can -” He was cut off as the door to their room suddenly opened, a stallion standing there, panting.

“Ember! We need to get these two secured!”

Ember looked at him, shocked. “Why?”

“IT'S BACK!” He yelled before leaving moving onto the next room.

The three just looked at each other, Crimson quickly hopped out of bed as Ember moved over to Rime. Crimson moved to help with Rime as well, as Ember helped her out of the bed.

“Her limp is going to slow her down,” Ember grunted as she had Rime lean on her.

“Then put her on my back, I can carry her,” Crimson stated, as he lowered himself down, Ember nodding in response, her magic starting up as Rime suddenly felt herself get picked up and placed on Crimsons back. “Huh, that's some strong magic you have.”

“Mine is better than Talon’s if you're wondering,” Ember smirked as she led them out the door and into the hallway, turning and heading for the nearest elevator and making sure they followed. As they moved along, they passed by a few windows, which allowed Rime to look out, and see the horrible sight that she was told about moments ago.

“Sweet foal Luna…” She murmured, making Ember glance up to her. “You were right, it's back.”

Crimson stopped and looked out the window as well, Ember doing the same. Her ears going back as she noticed it hover above the Wonderbolt compound.

“What are they doing?” Crimson asked, glancing at Ember who had her face pressed to the window.

“They must be getting the injured out… They should have done that a lot sooner though.” Ember muttered, “get out of there…” she whispered to herself.

“Come on, we need to get some place safe. Let's go Ember!” Crimson reached up and tugged on Ember, “They’ll be fine. If things go south, they will flee.” Ember sighed, pulling herself away from the window.

“You’d better be right, come on!” Ember lead them away from the window and towards one the stairs that led down. They both stopped and stared down them, looking at each other. “Uhh… right…”

“Where would the best way down be?” Crimson glanced at Ember, “Because unless you float her down the whole way, that's a death trap.”

Ember sighed, spinning around and taking a few steps from the stairs. “Elevators are out right now, our best bet would be to hide out in a lounge or back in the room.”

“Then back to the room, and why are the elevators out?” Crimson asked, walking back with Ember to their room.

“Something must have hit them, or maybe all that pink magic in the air is making it go on the fritz. Nopony knows for sure,” Ember shrugged as she led them back. “Had I been thinking, we should've bunkered down in there.”

“You have a lot on your… mind…” Rime trailed off, glancing out the window as they passed it. “What in Tartarus?”

Her question caused both of them to stop and turn, seeing the Shadowbolt fortress hovering directly above the Wonderbolt compound. But something was off, the Wonderbolt compound had changed, it had poles, propellers, and was slowly lifting off the ground! In fact, it was quickly getting air as its smokestacks seemed to be spewing out tons of smoke.

Ember and Crimson turned to directly face the window, staring slack-jawed at the sight before them. The Wonderbolt compound was lifting off! Crimson blinked as he noticed the Shadowbolts fortresses cannon start to glow.

“Uh, Ember, we should move from the window!” He said, taking a step to the side to hide behind the wall. Ember kept her face pressed to the window as she watched the Wonderbolt compound gain air.

“Come on… make it!” She whispered, then closed her eyes as the bright flash of the Shadowbolts cannon fired. She shook her head and opened her eyes, looking back out just in time to see a rolling wall of smoke coming to her direction. “TALON!”

She suddenly grunted as her view shifted from the window to the wall, Crimson having tackled her to the ground just as it shattered and glass going everywhere as dust and soot flew in and clouded the hallway. The three were left coughing as the dust and smoke filled the hallway, having nowhere else to go.

After what seemed like minutes, the smoke settled leaving the trio covered in soot and dust. Crimson was the first to the window, looking back out and only able to see smoke. He sighed and looked back down to Ember, who was still coughing.

“Your welcome,” he stated with a grump, as he slowly picked Rime up. He had set her down when Ember didn't move from the window. Ember shakily got to her hooves, still coughing.

“Thanks,” she wheezed out.

Ember sighed, looking down the hallway and at the glass everywhere. She focused, making a little barrier to push the glass towards the wall and cleared a path towards their room. “You two get some rest in here, I have to go check in and see just how much things are screwed over.”

The pair nodded as they hobbled their way into their room.

Author's Note

And we see the cannon firing off from the hospitals point of view. The next few days are detailed in Canterlot in Flames. So go give that a read. I do give a few words of caution, that story gets a bit dark and gorey at times. But it is well worth the read and Sylvian does summarize parts of what happens in it. Ember shows up quite a few times in the story as well. But I will try to summarize the parts she's involved with.

Assessing the Damage

Lode Stone stood in the crater that was formerly the Wonderbolt compound. He looked around it, ignoring the pained feeling of the soil he was standing on seeping through his hooves. The secret tunnel to the castle had been sealed up and blocked off at the doors in the castle, and all wiring and pipes had been sealed too. He sighed as he lifted a hoof, looking down at it as the pained feeling left it some.

It had been two days since the Shadowbolt fortress fired the cannon, destroying much of the high-class district and the castle. He was underground with most of the civilians that could be there. And when it fired, not only did he feel the pain it caused, so did almost every earth pony that was near him, some even howling out.

He may not have been an earth pony, but being a tunneler he felt the connection all the same. The ground itself had stopped crying out in pain a day ago, and during that time, he found it really hard to focus. Right now it felt like it was healing, but still whimpering from the scar made.

He let out a sigh, looking skyward. He knew the compound wasn't destroyed, otherwise, there’d be debris of the building all over the place. But he couldn't tell why it felt like some of the ground was just, missing. Like it was picked up and carried elsewhere.

His thoughts were disrupted by a shout, making him turn towards one of the edges of the crater, seeing a Royal guard shouting down at him. He grinned meekly as he trotted up to him.

“What the hay are you doing in there citizen?” The earth pony stallion asked, gruffly.

“Just trying to get a feel for how to fix that,” Lode gestured back to the crater, glancing back as well. “After we get the rest of the city back in order... sir.”

The stallion sighed, “That cannon tore a scar in the city, it's going to take a long time to heal.”

Lode stone rested a hoof on the stallion's shoulder, “And it seems I’ll still be around to help fix the city up. I may not be a builder, but I know how to use a hammer.”

The stallion looked up, “I think I’ve seen you in the tunnels before. What's your name?”

“Lode Stone, sir. Yours?”

“Blitzkrieg. And I suggest you stay out of that crater for now. Go see what work you can help with.”

“Yes sir, I was just taking a short break. I’m going to check on a friend anyway, then I shall.” Lode turned and started towards the low-class part of the city.

“Which friend, if I may ask.” Blitzkrieg watched him stop, and glance over his shoulder.

“Emerald Haze, she works at the Canterlot Hospital,” Blitzkriegs eyed widened a little, as Lode turned a little more, detecting surprise. “Why?”

“Just… comfort her as best you can. We don't know what happened to the Wonderbolts and their allies. Far as we can assume, they are alive.” Blitzkrieg turned and started back towards the castle. Lode sighed, turning and continuing to trot to his destination.

Ember woke to the smell and sounds of bacon sizzling and eggs being cooked. She yawned widely, slowly sitting up and looking around. Her last two days had been worse than when she left the drake empire. So many wounded since they were caught in the rolling cloud of debris. There had been no word from the Wonderbolts, or the Renegades, since then. Two days of silence as the city dealt with the wound it received.

She let out a sigh as she looked at her hooves, barely noticing that they were her natural changeling hooves. She was so drained she didn't feel the urge to hide, or even the power to shift at the moment. She looked towards the door to the bedroom, noticing it wide open and the aroma wafting in.

She sighed again and slowly crawled out of bed and trudged into the living room. She glanced towards the kitchen, seeing Quicktail humming a tune and cooking up breakfast. She dragged her hooves as she walked towards the couch, flopping on it with a loud sigh. Quicktail barely glanced over his shoulder, his grin fading just a little as he saw the state Ember was in.

“You’re not okay, are you?” Quicktail asked as he slid some eggs onto a plate. Ember barely looked in his direction before shifting her gaze to the mantle, staring at the two statues and leg guards.

“No… I’m drained,” She muttered, her gaze not leaving the statue of Talon. “The city feels wounded and hurt.”

“I know the last few days were bad. But think of it this way, we’re still alive,” he walked over, balancing some plates on his wings and sliding one in front of her. “Kept your breakfast warm for when you finally woke up.”

She looked down at it, then to him, grinning slightly. “Thanks,” She slowly started on her food, as Quicktail sat next to her.

“You’re not going to the hospital today, at least not for a while,” Quicktail barely glanced at her as she quickly turned to look at him.

“I have to! They -mmph!” Quicktail closed a paw around her mouth as he shook his head.

“Look at yourself, you are in no condition to go right now,” He leaned in close. “I may not be the expert on changelings, but when you are drained enough to just let the disguise fall, then you aren't going to work,” He let her mouth go, and grinned softly. “So, for now. Soak up my love, Faith will understand.”

“I... okay.” Ember sighed, looking back at her food.

“And besides, when you do go back, I’ll be there with you.” He smirked as he took a bite of his own cooking.

“Wait, why?” Ember looked back at him, confused.

“The rest of the griffins are being kept in a part of the royal quarter of the castle, and really have no connections to Canterlot. So, they are going to help out in rebuilding, and I offered to help out at the Hospital.” Quicktail grinned widely, as Ember just blinked.

“There wasn't a lot of damage to it…”

“No, just the windows and those with wings would be helpful. Besides, I'm strong and can help out. And I can stick close to you, give you that precious energy you need,” He grinned, leaning over to nuzzle her. She leaned back on him and nuzzled back.

“Thanks, I don't know what I’d do without you.”

He chuckled softly, “Continue to be alone and not make any more friends,” he grinned down to her, then perked up as he glanced at the door, a knock sounding a second later.

“It's me, Lode Stone. Am I…” He trailed off as the door opened a little, a soft red haze around it. He slowly stepped in and looked at the pair sitting on the couch, a half-eaten meal in front of them. “Interrupting?”

“Come in, you're letting in the cold air.”

Lode chuckled and stepped in, closing the door behind him, then turning around and staring at the pair that started to eat their meals, while snuggling up to each other. He walked over to the mantle and sat by it, looking at the pair.

“So, I…” he paused, looking down for a moment, “The Royal Guards say there is a high chance the Wonderbolts are still alive, and I agree with them.”

“What makes you say that? Of course, they are alive! Luna probably stayed in the compound and it's somewhere else, who knows where.” Ember looked past Lode, staring at the statues again.

Lode looked confused, “What do you mean?”

“I saw it from the hospital, both the Shadowbolts fortress, and the Wonderbolt compound. The Wonderbolt compound lifted off, it… I don't know, it looked different for the few moments I saw it!”

Lode looked down, “That explains the feeling I got from the crater then. No way it was just destroyed, if it was, there would be parts of it all over. Even if the beam was the size of Canterlot Castle itself.”

Quicktail looked confused at Lode, “Feeling you got?”

“Heh, here's a lesson for you. While I may not be an earth pony, being a tunneler means I'm just as close as one. I feel the earth beneath my hooves better than most changelings,” he lifted a hoof, wiggling it a little. “I feel more at home underground than above it, and don't get me started on the sky. While I can fly, I prefer not to.”

Quicktail nodded slowly, “I understand, I think,” he turned to Ember. “So that means there is a high chance Talon is still alive.”

Ember nodded back to him, Lode looked confused again. “Wait.. our little soldier colt is…?”

“Fighting with the Wonderbolts, wherever they are now. Yes.”

“But I thought he couldn't fully disguise himself! And why would he be fighting with the Wonderbolts!”

Ember looked down, sighing. “I believe it's time to catch you up on current events.”

“Wow... just wow.” Lode just blinked as he walked alongside Ember and Quicktail. Both were dressed for work, with Embers outfit already at the hospital, and Quicktail wearing his guard outfit, complete with the wing guards. The trio was trotting towards the hospital after having explained almost everything to Lode.

“Yup.” They both agreed as unicorn and griffin glanced to the earth pony in the middle.

Lode looked at Ember, “Our little soldier has grown up, figuratively speaking anyway.” He chuckled softly as he looked around. “Well, this is my stop, I’ll see you both tonight since I'm sleeping at your place for now.” He turned and went off towards one of the buildings that was being worked on.

“Have fun! Try not to break anything!” Ember shouted as he left, Lode stopped and turned partially.

“That was Scope that did that!” He stuck out his tongue, before almost prancing to his destination.

The pair laughed as they made their way through the dusty streets towards the hospital. They looked around to see ponies working on cleaning the streets, fixing what little was damaged this far from the castle and generally being helpful to each other. Quicktail let out a soft sigh as he looked at Ember, who had fallen silent.

“Well, at least Canterlot is fixing itself.”

Ember nodded slowly, keeping her sight forward, “Yeah, it was dealt a major wound, but will recover like any city does.”

“You don't sound all that hopeful.” Quicktail moved up and laid a wing over her.

“This is just bringing back painful memories. That's all.” Ember sighed, looking up at the hospital and seeing Faith Cure outside, directing ponies to various things. “Well, shall we see what damage there is to fix today?”

Quicktail nodded as he and Ember trotted up to Faith Cure, who turned to them and grinned.

“Ahh, You must be the famous Quicktail, who stole Embers heart.” She bows, just a little sweep of her hooves. “Since you're basically volunteering your time here, I figure you can start on the top windows and work down? You’ll get some help of course.”

Quicktail glanced up at the top floor of windows, “Not a problem, ma’am,” he gave a short salute, “When should I start?”

“Oh, so formal too,” Faith chuckled. “Ember can give you a tour first, then you can go up and help. You may be up there for hours on end, though.”

Quicktail scoffed, holding a paw to his chest, “Taking advantage of my Sky Wing training?” He grinned, leaning close to Faith, “You are such a boss,” he bowed slightly, “It will be done, ma’am,” he finished with another salute.

Faith just chuckled as she watched him be just a little over dramatic, Ember just shook her head with a grin.

“Come along Mr. dirty beak,” Ember tugged him along gently in her magic. “We have work to do.”

“Yes, ma’am!” He grinned as he willingly followed behind Ember. Leaving Faith behind to laugh as they went inside.

Author's Note

And here we catch up with Lode Stone, Ember, and Quicktail after Chapter 3 of Canterlot in Flames. This one takes place the next day, and Faith Cure finally gets to meet the griffin that sweeps Ember off her hooves.

Words from Nowhere

A knock at the door to Embers home startled everyone present, which was Lode, Ember, and Quicktail. The changelings glanced towards the door, detecting both excitement and curiosity from a single source. Ember shrugged slightly and got up, heading over to the door and opening it. She blinked when she didn't see anypony there and looked down.

She grinned warmly at a young unicorn filly of a deep purple color with a blue and bright pink striped mane and tail grinning up at her. She had a set of saddlebags on her back, a few letters and other things sticking out of them at the moment, and a symbol of the Cutie Mark Crusaders sewed onto its side.

“Hello, Miss Haze!” The filly chirped as Ember looked her over.

“Hi Magenta, what are you doing here?” Ember asked gently, her eyes remaining on the saddlebags.

“Helping out the Royal Guard by being a cou… couri… a mail pony!” She grinned eagerly, “Speaking of! You have a letter from somepony named Talon. I thought you already had a special somepony.” She reached back and pulled out a stack of letters, and rifled through them until she found the one labeled for Ember.

“He’s my brother,” Ember let out a soft sigh to herself as she watched, “A long lost sibling, you could say.”

“Oooh, I wanna meet him one day!” She finally got the letter and hoofed it over to Ember, “Where is he now?”

“Don't know, hopefully, this letter explains it.” Ember floated the letter up, looking at it and spotting Talon’s familiar, and horrible, hoof-writing on the envelope.

“But this is a part of the stack of letters that a dark-dressed pegasus dropped off for Yearling to separate,” Magenta says as she put the letters back in her bag.

“Well, it just means he was a part of the group helping the Wonderbolts.” Ember let out another soft sigh, looking back at Magenta, “How many more deliveries do you have to make?”

“Just a few more, then I am to report back to the castle for another mission.” Magenta gave a quick and sloppy salute to mimic what the Royal Guards do. “With your permission ma’am.”

Ember nodded and saluted back with a chuckle, “Carry on, little courier.” With that, the filly turned and cantered back to the street before turning and heading to another nearby home. Ember lets her eyes linger on the filly for a bit longer before turning, closing the door, and reclaiming her spot by Quicktail, holding the letter out in front of her with her magic.

“Who was that?” Quicktail asks quietly as he watches Ember.

“Magenta Phase, a young filly that I’ve tended to in the clinic a number of times. Good parents that take very good care of her, and she has become a friend of mine. Not as close as others, but still.” She said as she opened the letter and started reading it, grinning and rereading it out loud for the others to hear.

“Well, I feel better now.” Ember relaxed on the couch, grinning and snuggling up under Quicktail's wing.

“You certainly look it.” Quicktail chuckled softly, as he wrapped his wing around her, “One weight off your shoulders.”

“Nice to know he’s still kicking. It seems our little soldier is truly a survivor. That's how many times he’s come close to fading into the hive-mind?” Lode sighed as he read the letter. “Also, his writing could use a lot of work.”

“Well, he didn't really do a lot of writing before Lode. You should know that.” Ember chuckled, “Still, it's good to actually hear from him.”

“How do you know it's him and not somepony else playing a joke?” Quicktail queried, looking down at Ember who glared back up to him for a moment. Ember shook her head after that, wearing a soft grin.

“It's him. Only he would be that excited about getting discovered and not being horribly hurt. Plus he mentioned Rime and Crimson. Not many know their first names.”

“I assume,” Lode started, looking up at her, “Those two were with him when he…was nearly killed?” Ember nodded slowly.

“I don't think I’ll ever forget that night. Seeing him barely breathing, and so wounded.” She sighed, shivering visibly. Quicktail hugged her closer for a moment, “I know he is a soldier, and it's great to know he didn't go down without a fight. I honestly wish I could have seen him fight.”

Lode watched Ember as she spoke, sighing a little. “Sucks meeting him had to be like that.”

“Yeah, but he got better. Obviously,” she chuckled. “The energy from that Cloudsdale show certainly helped give him a major boost.”

“Cloudsdale show?” Lode raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah, a Wonderbolt show in Cloudsdale a week before Canterlot went to Tartarus. We attended, Quicktail was in the seats and I… er… was down on the floor where the other trainers were.” She grinned, “It felt like I was at the bottom of a funnel. It was… interesting.”

“Yeah, and the train ride after was a thrill. And getting you to the castle, and to Talon’s room.” Quicktail listed and chuckled as Ember looked up at him apologetically.

“I said I was sorry! I remember the train station, after that it was kind of a blur until I woke up next to you on that fancy bed they let Talon sleep on.” Ember whined as Quicktail leaned down and kissed her.

“And I forgave you too. It wasn't like I couldn't handle you anyway. I am stronger than you.” He grinned widely.

“I’ve heard of Wonderbolt shows. I honestly never dared to go to one.” Lode chuckled weakly, “I'm not a harvester, I don't know what that much energy would have done to me.”

“Well, I’d suggest you avoid Cloudsdale. Manehattan was good, though.” Ember giggled.

Lode just shook his head, “I’d say we could use one of their shows about now. This city could use the morale boost.”

The others nodded as they looked at Lode, with Quicktail chuckling softly. “So, working under Faith Cure is amusing. She’d make a fine drill instructor.”

“Don't tell her that.” Ember looked up at Quicktail with a grin.

“It's true,” He grinned down at her, then looked at Lode, “So, what have you done today?”

“Mostly just helped with rebuilding what I can. Kind of wish I could become a unicorn or even a pegasus would help with getting to certain things.” Lode shrugged, “But oh well.”

“Right, kind of already established your identity already as an earth pony, huh?” Quicktail chuckled as Lode glared at him.

“Yeah, not as lucky as Ember here being a unicorn, or you with your paws.”

“Hey now you two, am I going to have to separate you both?” Ember glanced between the two that she was currently lying between.

“No ma’am.” They said at the same time, making her chuckle.

“Well, we should get rest. Tomorrow is another full day of work.”

“Oh yes, have to upset more pegasi tomorrow,” Quicktail said as he extended his paws and grabbed at the air a few times, chuckling.

Quicktail grinned as he held up one of the windows from the outside, watching a pair of unicorns wielding the window in place with their magic. Once they were both halfway up the sides, he let go slowly and floated back.

“Looking good, only...what, 40 more windows on this floor to fix?” He glanced down the row of windows, then back as he heard the unicorns groan, “Right, sorry. Forgot you guys don't have the same endurance I do. We should take a break after this window anyway.”

The unicorns gave a short nod as they finished up the window while Quicktail maintained his position, in case something about the window slipped. Once the window was finished, the unicorns grinned back at the griffin before turning and trudging off towards a small little break area set up.

Quicktail floated over to a window and flew through it, landing once inside and joined the unicorns at the table. He grabbed a cup of water and was about to take a swig before he heard a pair of hooves land somewhat behind him. He glanced over his shoulder to see Faith standing there, watching him.

“Can I help you, ma’am?” He lowered the cup and turned partially towards her.

“I would just like to get to know you better. I am currently on break and wanting my mind other places at the moment.” Faith turned and gestured to walk. Quicktail chuckled softly and followed her.

“And why would you want to get to know me better?” Quicktail raised an eyebrow, moving a little faster to catch up to Faith.

“Because you’re a special somepony to Emerald, one of my best nurses. And she barely talks about you. Why is that?” Faith stopped and looked at Quicktail.

“Probably because she is new to the relationship thing?” Quicktail stopped as well, chuckling, “I mean, when I met Leaf Wind and Witching Hour for the first time, she was embarrassed the whole time.”

Faith leaned into Quicktail and whispered, “And you know what she is, right?”

“Learned that nearly two decades ago, ma’am.” Quicktail smirked, “Doesn't matter anyway. I still love her all the same.”

Faith nodded, straightening up again, “Basically when I learned too. Good.”

“Anything else you wish to learn about me, ma’am?”

Faith raised an eyebrow, “Yeah, why’d you leave the Sky Wings?”

Quicktail let out a soft sigh, “To be honest, at first, it was cool, my inner chick enjoyed it. But after a while, it became a chore. Everygriff was stiff, lots of shouting. It changed since my father served becoming far too stiff. I suppose I should've expected it, being a military organization and all.” Quicktail paused to shrug, “When the Embassy thing popped up, I quickly decided to jump on it.”

He grinned as Faith watched him, “A chance to see new lands, be away from the drakes for a time. Sure I had to check in occasionally with the Sky Wings and everything back in the Kingdoms, but hey, I get to be among ponies. Sure this land has seen its fair share of chaos,” He paused, earning a flat look from Faith and chuckling in response, “but it's still tame compared to having drakes next door.”

“So you decided to stay here just to get away from drakes and dragons?”

“Well… let’s go with that and not the fact I had a...small...crush on Ember when I first truly met her.” He grinned and blushed faintly.

Faith chuckled softly, “I see now.” She let out a content sigh, “And it's nice to know she’s in good claws.”

“What? You were worried I’d leave her?” Quicktail scoffed and leaned in close, “Not when she can be whatever she wants, and give as well as she gets.” He grinned widely at her, making her blink for a moment then shake her head quickly.

“Just the image I wanted, thanks!” Faith grumbled.

“You kind of asked for it!” Quicktail chuckled, glancing back at the unicorns, “Suppose I should get back to the windows, huh?”

“That would be great, thanks for helping us here.” Faith grinned as Quicktail moved back to the window.

“Just doing my part as an Equestrian Citizen!” He waved back before jumping out the window.

Author's Note

Look, a new pony! A filly named Magenta Phase. She will be making a few more appearances later on, especially after what happens down the road, the riots. She does make a small appearance in Witching Hours "A very Witchy Holiday" so look out for her there!

A Gem Returns

A muted grey unicorn mare walked along dragging a cart with her as did a few other ponies as they went down the streets of Canterlot. She glanced around and sighed as she took in an all too familiar sight. The city’s middle class seemed to be doing well after the devastating cannon, and when ponies from all over heard a call, most came.

The mare stopped outside Canterlot General and looked up at it. A few others with carts stopped beside her and started to unhook themselves from the carts. As the mare glanced along the walls, she noticed a few pegasi helping put back in windows, and a griffin was there among them wearing a similar outfit to the Sky Wings.

She noticed the griffin glance at one of the open windows, nodded, and turned to look among her crew. He grinned and flew down, floating a bit for the last before touching down a few yards from her, a few of the pegasi doing the same. She reached up and brushed her teal and yellow striped mane aside as she extended her hoof towards the griffin.

He grinned as he walked up, “Name’s Quicktail, and I guess you're our spare supplies from...where?” He took the hoof and shook it gently.

“Fillydelphia, and I’m Opal,” she gestured to the other carts, “Most of these are from there, but a few others are from Manehattan too.” She looked back at the griffin, “Unusual to see a former Sky Wing here, let alone helping with rebuilding.”

Quicktail’s eyes widen for a moment, “How did you know?”

“Your outfit shows you to be more along the lines of a guard to the ambassador.” Opal shrugged slightly, “As for the former part, that was just a guess.” She chuckled softly, “Anyway, we were told to report to Head Nurse Faith Cure.”

“Right, the other pegasi can start helping to unload the carts,” Quicktail turned and started inside, with Opal and a few others following. Quicktail lead them inside and up to the reception counter, with Light Gaze behind it. “Hey Gaze, where’s Faith Cure at the moment?”

Light Gaze looked up, glancing behind the griffin for a moment, “More injured?”

“Nope, spare supplies.”

“Oh good, they can start bringing them in now, and Faith should be on the second floor. I think she and a few others were checking in on the more injured ponies from that attack,” Gaze gestured towards the stairs with a sigh. “At least none are critical now.”

Opal turned partially and looked among her crew with a soft grin. “I’ll go check in with Faith, the rest of you can help unpack. After a short bit of rest,” She turned towards the stairs and followed after Quicktail.

The pair walked in silence as they made their way up a floor and around it, with Quicktail asking for which way Faith had gone. They eventually made it to one of the rooms that was over looking the gym they had and Quicktail peered inside first, grinning some.

Opal blinked slightly as he grinned, and knocked on the door.

“Come in.” Opal quickly looked towards the door at that voice as Quicktail almost pranced into the room. Opal followed in to see Faith and Emerald looking over a pair of pegasi. However, Opal barely noticed the others as her eyes fell on Emerald. She saw the changeling beneath, the red carapace hidden slightly by closed bat wings, the thicker tail instead of the frayed horse tail.

“E...Ember?” She squeaked out at a whisper, as Quicktail approached Faith.

“Our extra supplies are here, ma’am,” Quicktail stated calmly as he gave a minor salute, earning a chuckle from Ember. Ember turned to look at who followed him in and immediately went silent, her ears shooting up as she looked shocked. Opal had taken a few steps in and kept her eyes focused on Ember the entire time.

The sound of a door closing brought Opal back to the real world, making her quickly shake her head and look at Faith, whose horn was faintly glowing.

“Judging from the look you were giving my nurse. You must be related.” She said calmly, as she watched Opal look away quickly.

“D-don't know her.” She muttered.

“Yeah right, Opal,” Ember chuckled softly. “Don't worry, everyone in this room knows what I am.” She quickly glanced around at Rime, Crimson, Faith, and Quicktail, and then grinned back to Opal. “We can catch up later, ok? You said you brought supplies?”

Opal quickly looked back at Ember, then looked at Faith, “Y-yeah… This is unexpected.”

“I’ll say,” Quicktail started up. “That makes ten now?” Ember nodded at him as he continued, “I’ll go help her crew unload their carts,” Quicktail started towards the door. “Shouldn't be more than an hour or two, dear. Then perhaps we can retire early?” He glanced at Faith who had followed after the griffin, and nodded back at him.

Quicktail and Faith then left the room, leaving Ember and Opal there in the room with the pegasi chuckling softly and watching them. Opal shook her head and turned, “Ten, eh?”

Ember started towards the door, nodding, “Yup. You make number ten.”

“Right… who all have you seen again?” Opal asked, following behind her.

“Can't say here, and giving you their pony names probably wouldn't help,” She shrugged slightly, “For now, let's unload those supplies. Okay?”

Opal looked around the small home as Ember chuckled softly, sitting on the couch next to Quicktail. Opal was sitting in a chair by the couch. Her eyes fell on the mantle, where the statues and Leg guards, now repaired, sat.

“So, Torch, Brimstone, Gemstone, Spark, Cinder, Tinder, Spear, You, and Talon… Yea, with me that makes ten,” Opal blinked, looking back at Ember. “I… still can't believe it.”

“To be fair, Opal. We all kind of scattered when that happened. And it appears we each took a different route to get to Equestria. Heck, not all of us are in Equestria! Cinder is a winemaker in the griffin kingdoms, near Griffinstone under the name of Coldbeak,” Ember sighed loudly, looking up at Quicktail.

“After this is over, we definitely have to do something,” Quicktail nodded, snuggling up to Ember with a grin. “Lode Stone should be here soon. Guess our little home is gonna get crowded, isn't it?”

“We can fit four in here with little to no problem. None of us mind sleeping on the floor, I think,” She glanced to Opal with a smirk. “Unless somepony has developed a taste for beds.”

Opal quickly shook her head, “Nope. I’m pretty much used to the floor. I have a small store in Fillydelphia that deals with selling gemstones and such. Like what Gemstone did. Only my gemcraft has never been as good as his, however my bracelets are third to none.” She chuckled softly, then glanced to the door, a few seconds later it opened and in stepped Lode, grinning softly as he looked at Ember, a basket in his mouth.

“I brought dinn… er…” He trailed off as he noticed the other unicorn in the room. Dropping the basket as his jaw hangs open, eyes going wide. “Opal?! IS THAT YOU?!” Opal grinned and gave a quick nod, then yelped as she was suddenly tackled. “Sweet merciful hive!” He yelled as he hugged her.

“ACK! Torch!” She yelped as both of them fell back with the chair. Lode chuckled and stood up slowly.

“Sorry, just… excited,” He grinned and moved off to the side, and helped her back up.

“It's okay. Today has been kind of a shocker in general, but I'm afraid I'm only here for a short time before I have to go back to Fillydelphia,” Opal grinned and relaxed in her chair again.

“You don't seem as cheery as before Opal,” Lode commented as he went back, closing the door and sliding the basket towards Ember.

“Losing your hive can do that. Don't worry, I can still pull out a few tricks, but I'm more down to earth now,” Opal shrugged. “To be honest, I was silent for a few years afterwards. Once I finally came to terms with the fact me and another might be the last of the Ruby Hive, I simply moved on with my life. Made myself Opal the unicorn, a simple jewelcrafter and designer of exotic bracelets.”

She sighed, glancing at Ember. “Though I wish I designed that one,” She pointed to Embers fetlock. “It looks so lovely.”

“Topaz… er… Gemstone made it for us,” Quicktail grinned and leaned on Ember who leaned back into him.

Opal grinned as she watched the pair. “Glad to see you found someone, Ember.”

“Indeed,” She grinned and wrapped an arm around her griffin and tugged him closer. “Have you found anypony?”

“I’ve kept in contact with a stallion, I may push it to the next level. I just don't know, since that wedding happened and all,” Opal shrugged and sighed.

“Really, there is no harm in trying, and if he does truly love you back, I don't think he’d care either way,” Lode grinned widely. “Now, we’ll need your address so I can add that to my little book.”

Opal raised an eyebrow as she watched Lode pull out a small book from his satchel and a pen, flipping it open to a few pages and grinned up at her. She chuckled at the pen hanging out of his mouth as he waited.

“I assume you have every changeling of the hive you’ve contacted in there?” Lode nodded quickly, making Opal grin warmly, “How I’ve missed all of you.” She sighed contently, then gave him her address as he quickly jotted it down.

“Huh, to what do we owe the pleasure of your visit, Fine Brew?” Ember had opened the door just before the black unicorn mare before was about to knock. Ember and her crew were about to depart back to the hospital.

“Distant and I are just going around, warning ponies that Blueblood has grown increasingly unstable,” Fine sighed heavily, frowning. “We fear that he is planning an uprising.”

“Against the Royal Guards and the Wonderbolt reserves that have been helping mend this city against the destruction those horrible Shadowbolts caused?” Ember gasped. “Is he insane?”

“Hey, somepony else that agrees with me!” Distant smirked, looking over Ember’s little group. “But yes. We are urging everypony to get into the shelters, and we want your little band here to do the same.”

Both Ember and Quicktail shook their heads, as Ember started up. “My place is at the hospital. If there are wounded, that's where I’ll be needed most. I think I can defend myself from a few crazy rich-blooded ponies,” Ember waved a hoof.

“And if there is rioting, the hospital isn't as guarded as everywhere else,” Quicktail looked at the pair of mares. “So my claws would be better suited there.”

Fine sighed, looking toward the griffin. “Just don't hurt them too badly then, ok?”

“Where are these shelters?” Opal asks, finally speaking up.

“Closer to the castle, just follow the stream of ponies,” Distant steps back and points, then looks back at Opal. “What, don't want to stay out here with these two?”

Opal quickly shook her head. “No, I’d rather be somewhere safe. They don't need me at the hospital anyway. Lode and I can head to the shelters,” she turned to Ember. “Just you be safe, okay? I don't want to lose you again,” Opal pulled Ember into a soft hug.

Ember hugged her back. “You two take care. Don't worry. If things get too bad, I can flee.”

“I’d suggest you take any possessions you have with you,” Fine said softly. “If you have any that is.”

Opal looked up at Ember, who glanced back into the house. “Just one, the rest can be replaced after this is all over,” She glanced at Lode. “Take those leg guards with you. Talon will be wanting them when he comes back.”

Lode nodded and grabbed them, putting them into a satchel, then looked at the statues. “What about these?” Ember shook her head softly.

“As much as I’d like you to take them, I don't want you getting weighed down. Just be careful you two,” Ember turned back to Fine. “We should all get going.”

The pair of mares turned and went onto the next house, as Ember waited till her little group was out of the house, and locked the door. She turned to them, nodding slightly. “Go on. We’ll be safe.” They nodded back and followed the crowd of other ponies, as Ember turned to Quicktail. “Care to give me a lift to the hospital? I think flight would be faster, given the sea of ponies out here.”

Quicktail lowered himself as Ember climbed on his back, she chuckled softly as he stood back up. “Onward, my steed!” Quicktail just shook his head with a grin, and quickly shot into the air towards the hospital.

Author's Note

If you have read Canterlot in Flames, Chapter: 6, then a scene will look very familiar. This was written well before Sylvian got to that point and asked if he could use it. I gave it willingly, and he altered it to present tense, while mines still past tense. The next chapter is what happens after... I will summarize, as per usual, but still. Better context reading his superb work.

Or you can read his summary here: "Chapter 7 and 8". Since he made one in case people didn't want to read the gory details.

Meeting Royalty

“Get away from me, parasite!” Quicktail heard from across the hospital lobby, making him look in the direction that Ember had gone a few minutes before.

It had been a day since the riots of Canterlot had happened. There was news that Prince Blueblood had hired on some mercenaries to reclaim the throne from the ‘evil’ Royal Guard and Wonderbolt reserves. It had also been a day since Ember revealed herself to almost everypony at the hospital.

That was the fourth time he heard those words within the last few hours, and each time he sighed because he knew who it was directed at. He had often wondered if ponies were both a little too trusting, and not trusting enough, at times. Although this had proved just how much damage Chrysalis had done with her little attack.

“But sir, I am -” Ember’s voice squeaked out. Quicktail flapped his wings a little to get into a hover so he could see who was causing the problem this time. He spotted Ember talking to a brown pegasus who had received plenty of wounds from the rioting the other day. Quicktail shook his head and started to glide over to them.

“I don't care! You are not going to touch me with those love sucking hooves of yours! Just keep you and your magic to yourself!” The stallion snarled, drawing the attention of a nearby brown earth mare. Ember took a few steps back, shaking her head slightly.

“But I don't…” She trailed off as the stallion stamped a hoof down, barely wincing as he moved his injured arm.

“All you changelings are the same! So begone!”

Ember took another step back, before turning and dashing towards the lobby doors. The earth mare taking a few steps towards her, but stopping once Ember kept running past Quicktail. She didn't even stop as she almost ran over Faith Cure on her way out the doors. Quicktail started after her, stopping for a second as Faith stepped in front of him.

“You're still holding something,” She gestured to the box he had on his back, he quickly reached back and set it down in front of her. “Good, now go make sure she’s safe. While I have a few words with that stallion.”

Quicktail nodded and took to the air, quickly gliding out and over a small butter cream colored mare, making her squeak as Quicktail quickly angled himself so he wouldn't hit the mountain of a red earth stallion behind her. Once outside he angled up and scanned the area, she had already fled the hospital and could be anywhere. He sighed and started down the road, flying as fast as his slightly hurt wings could take him in the direction he hoped she’d be.

Quicktail sighed as he walked along the streets of Canterlot. He was still looking for Ember, as per Faith’s request. And so far he had no luck in finding her. He had enlisted the help of Lode Stone and Opal as he searched around, and together, they couldn't find her.

That was half a day ago, and Quicktail was still searching. He had tried their home several times, the hospital and it's roof, a park, even where the Wonderbolt compound had stood. Though at the compound, he stood in shock for a few moments as he gazed at the old wizard tower there.

All were devoid of her. As he did another lap of the park, he sighed looking down at a bracelet she had given him a day after he gave her one. “Where are you?” He mumbled to himself as he heard the sound of wings flapping near him. He looked up and toward the source, seeing a dark blue pegasus with a blue and green mane land by him. The pegasus looked him over, seeming to be glaring as he did.

“Who are you to be yelling about for Ember?” The pegasus demanded, watching the griffin before him fearlessly. Quicktail raised an eyebrow as he kept looking him over.

“Who wants to know?” Quicktail shot back, starting to glare at the pegasus.

“Someone who has been looking for his sister since she fled the hospital,” He narrowed his eyes, stepping closer to the griffin.

“Sister?” Quicktail raised an eyebrow, “You don't...are you from the Ruby Home as well?”

The pegasus blinked, looking confused now, “Ruby… Home…?”

“If you are Ember’s brother, then your from the same home as Lode Stone, Topaz, and Opal.”

The pegasus’s eyes widened at that, “Opal is alive?!”

“Er… yes… I think we’re getting off track,” Quicktail chuckled softly, just as he heard a set of hooves come running up to him. He turned to face their owner, as Lode Stone ran up to him, panting and wheezing. The pegasus looked over as well.

“Lode!” They both shouted, then looked back at each other.

“Did you find her?” Quicktail asked as he focused back on him. He nodded, still gasping for breath as he held up a hoof. “Where?!”

“By a… waterfall,” He slowly looked up, then over at the pegasus. “Hi, Feather Dust,” He turned back to Quicktail. “I barely sensed her by it,” he sighed, sitting down, still gasping for breath. “I came searching for you as soon as I found her. Hopefully she’s still by it.”

Quicktail took a few steps towards the waterfall, stopping and glancing back over his shoulder, “Why don't you two go find Opal, and meet me there along with a meal. I bet she’s going to be hungry.” Quicktail then dashed off.

Lode nodded and stood up, closing his eyes for a moment. He smirked and grinned towards Feather Dust. “Found Opal, she’s by the house.”

Feather raised an eyebrow, “That trick of yours has really improved,” Lode shrugged slightly as he dashed off towards Embers house, with Feather following behind.

Quicktail found the waterfall easily enough, only passing by various ponies as he ran past them. One single thought in his mind at the moment, praying Ember was still there. He slowed down as he neared the waterfall, perking his ears as he slowly moved towards it.

All he could hear was the sound of it running, and after a few steps he flattened his ears, sighing softly. He kept inching towards it, and soon picked up very faint sobbing. He stopped and focused on it, perking an ear towards it. A grin slowly swept across his beak as he recognized it.

“Ember?” He called out, just loud enough to be soft over the waterfall. Both his ears perk up when he hears a squeak. “It's me, Quicktail.”

He peeked around the waterfall, seeing the changeling he loved curled up into a ball, staring wide eyed in his direction. Though trails of tears ran down her face as she remained in place, watching Quicktail and looked ready to bolt.

Quicktail sighed at the sight, seeing her broken almost broke him, but he grinned warmly at her and took another step forward. “It's got to be cold here. You’re shivering,” He spoke calmly and quietly, just loud enough to be heard over the waterfall right next to them.

“I…” She tried to speak, sounding very hoarse from shedding so many tears. Quicktail took another step towards her as she looked down. Quicktail blinked and barely glanced to his side, not letting his eyes fully leave Ember. He could see Lode and Opal running up with Feather landing behind them. He held out his wing, wincing slightly as he did to signal them to stop.

The three instantly stopped where they were, a good distance away and watched Quicktail disappear behind the waterfall.

Quicktail moved up and with the grace of a soldier many times his actual age, laid a wing over Ember and slid her closer to him as he laid next to her. She squeaked as she felt his embrace, and the love flowing from him, and buried her muzzle into his chest.

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“I’m sorry,” She squeaked out softly, her voice cracking up as she spoke.

“No need for words right now. Just relax, you’re safe, and so am I,” Quicktail said softly as he lowered his head towards hers, speaking at a whisper by her ear. “I searched everywhere for you.”

“I…” she started, before a talon went over her lips to silence her.

“I’m not mad. I was worried for you, my love,” Quicktail grinned warmly at her and snuggled up next to her. “We can remain here, if you like. But your friends are out there, just as worried about you,” he blinked, glancing up for a moment with an ear perked. “And...some pony wearing armor?”

Lode sighed as he looked at the familiar earth pony guard. “Look, Blitzkrieg. She isn't up for seeing anypony right now, ok?”

He just grunted back and pointed towards the waterfall. “Well, the Princess wants to see the changeling who was at the hospital. She has questions for it.”

“She,” Lode growled slightly. “is just getting over the potential loss of her job, and life! That blasted Princess can wait, okay?”

Blitzkrieg turned to Lode, growling softly in return, “The Princess heard from Faith Cure that that changeling was from a Ruby Hive, which the Princess knows is an extinct hive from the drake empire!” Lode’s eyes widened as the guard continued. “And Faith was able to vouch for her! Buck it all, she just wants to talk about her future here in Canterlot!”

“Who could she have talked to, to know that kind of information?” Lode stepped back, still slightly wide eyed as he watched the guard.

“Somepony named Talon. Said he was a very good source and described the hive in great detail,” Blitzkrieg sighed, stepping back and looking towards the waterfall. “I followed that griffin here, because I have seen him around Emerald for the past few months. I never knew that Emerald was a changeling, and honestly? It doesn't even bother me that she is.”

“It doesn't?” Opal asked, finally speaking up.

“Buck no,” He quickly shook his head. “I'm thankful she fought for the hospital! And I personally would like to give her a medal or something to show that she is faithful to the Princesses,” he grinned, looking back at the waterfall. “And Princess Twilight is just curious about her, that's all.”

“And so are we, but right now she is just getting comfort from the one that can provide it best,” Lode nodded as Blitzkrieg refocused on him. “But again I say, she isn't up for a-”

“I'm fine…”

The four looked towards the waterfall, seeing Ember, as a unicorn, on Quicktail’s back. He grinned as he slowly walked up to them, looking at the guard for a moment before focusing on Lode Stone. Ember, however, kept her eyes on the guard the whole time.

“The Princess wishes to see me?”

Blitzkrieg nodded and bowed slightly, “With all due respect ma’am, yes. She would like to get to know you, once you are well enough that is,” He straightened back up. “We understand this has been a rather… horrible week. And that it must have taken it's toll on you, being a changeling and all.”

Ember looked down at Quicktail, who turned his head slightly and looked back at her with an eye.

“Up to you, love,” he spoke gently.

“Well, you only live once,” Ember looked to her friends. “As long as they come with.”

“Er, well,” Blitzkrieg looked between the ponies, shrugging. “Why not. I am sure Twilight won't mind the extra company,” He nodded. “I’ll let them know you’ll have extra company.”

Ember gazed up at the castle in the moonlit sky and sighed. She was still drained from earlier, and as such was being carried by Quicktail. Lode Stone and Opal were at her sides as she glanced to each of them. They had dropped by their home, which was still somewhat standing after the riots, just mostly charred on the outside, and cleaned up a little. Feather Dust had returned to the hospital, to resume helping out.

The guards outside the castle looked towards the four, looking over each before finally stopping on the griffin carrying Ember.

“State your business,” one said, somewhat gruffly.

“Princess Twilight Sparkle wished to see me,” Ember stated calmly, before Quicktail could speak. “These are my friends and I was told it shouldn't be a problem if they come.”

“She wished to see just you,” the other said calmly, looking at Ember. “So I'm afraid they-” She was cut off as a pony behind them cleared their throat. The guards turned and looked to see Blitzkrieg standing there.

“They can come inside, however, the Princess will only see Quicktail and Ember,” he paused to look at the guards. “Seeing as how she can't really walk right now.”

“Right away, sir,” They side-stepped to let the four in as Ember looked towards Opal and Lode.

“We’ll be outside the door, Ember. Don't worry,” Lode grinned up at her as she nodded back. Blitzkrieg led them through the castle in silence, though once they arrived at the door to her room, Ember let out a soft sigh.

“She isn't going to bite you, you know,” Blitzkrieg looked over his shoulder at Ember.

“I know.”

“Then what's the problem?” Blitz turned partially to look at Ember.

“I have seen royalty in passing at the hospital, never had the chance to meet one face to face. Let alone be summoned by one,” Ember stared at the door as she spoke.

“But what about your…?”

“It's been over two decades since then,” She kept her gaze locked on the door, as Opal and Lode both looked down, sighing.

Blitz looked at the others as they sighed, raising an eyebrow. He shrugged and turned towards the door, knocking on it. He stepped back as he noticed a purple glow surround the door and open it. Quicktail waited a few moments as he looked at Blitz who was gesturing inside.

After a few hesitant steps, Quicktail made his way in and gazed about the lavish room. A purple alicorn sat in a chair, her horn faintly aglow as she held a book in a magical grasp. A fireplace sat nearby, along with a few other chairs hastily set up. Quicktail took a few more steps in and the door closed gently behind him.

The pair continued to look about the purple room, as Twilight looked up finally from her book with a soft grin.

“Hello,” she said calmly, making the pair squeak and look at her. She frowned for a moment before putting on the warmest grin she could muster, “I won't bite. Please, have a seat,” she tilted her head slightly, looking at the pair as they slowly walked over, “I was informed that Emerald favored a unicorn form, who is…?”

Ember glanced down at Quicktail, who is still moving slowly towards the alicorn, then looked back up at her. “This is Quicktail, my partner,” She poked the back of his head with her nose. “She won't bite you.”

“Right,” he trailed off, glancing up at her for a moment before moving up to one of the chairs. He stood right beside one and helped Ember into it before sitting next to it, eyes locked on the alicorn before them.

Twilight grinned, watching the pair, and waited till Ember was comfortable before speaking. “Right, so. Ember was it? Uh…” She trailed off, now at a loss of how to start this conversation. Ember chuckled weakly as she watched the princess and engulfed herself in fire, making Twilight jump for a moment as she revealed her natural form to her. Twilight blinked, looking her over. “You look like Talon.”

“Only his wings and crest are blue,” She turned partly to show Twilight her crest as she extended her wings. “Mine are green. One of the many traits of the Ruby Hive.”

Twilight nodded, glancing at Quicktail. “Is he…?”

Quicktail shook his head, “Nope, I'm all griffin, ma’am.”

Twilight blinked at him, “Uh, you don't need to be all formal with me.”

Quicktail shrugged faintly with a chuckle, “I treat all superiors this way, ma’am. I was a part of the Sky Wings and most of their teachings stuck when I transferred to the Embassy.”

“You were a part of the Sky Wings?” Twilight looked over the griffin in detail now. “Why’d you stay here?”

“Because of various reasons,” He turned partly, looking at Ember directly for a few moments before glancing back at Twilight. “But you wanted to see Ember, not me. Correct?”

“Er, right,” she blushed slightly, looking at Ember who was just chuckling. She fell silent again as she struggled to find some topic to talk about. Ember picked up on this and sighed softly.

“You were mainly wanting something to take your mind off of recent events, weren't you?” Ember asked, making Twilight nod.

“It’s just. I’ve never been in a war before, and…” She trailed off, looking down.

“Nothing can prepare you for it, Princess,” Twilight looked back at her, ready to say something, but she kept going. “Books can only take you so far. Trust me, I was in the middle of the last griffin-drake war, and…” Ember looked at Quicktail. “This was worse than that.”

“You…” Twilight paused for a moment. “Is that where you got that scar?”

Ember looked down at it, resting a hoof on part of it and shook her head. “It was after the fall of my hive. In fact, I earned it protecting him and his mother,” she nodded her head towards Quicktail. “I was traveling from the hive towards… well, at that time just towards Equestria. Things took various turns, some of which were lucky, some weren't. And… I eventually wound up at the Hospital, working there.”

“I do recall seeing you, er, the pony you, there a few times,” Twilight nodded. “I never really asked where you were from. But your methods with those bandages were something unique.”

“Well, given I was tending to griffins, drakes, and even dragons before coming here. It has become how I apply healing magic, although I am branching out into other ways.”

“But he looks to be in his thirties. Along with you.”

“Mid thirties for me, which isn't too far off. Talon must of told you that we age slower than normal ponies, right?”

“He mentioned something like that. Sharing all kinds of drake traits. Er, is it true that you all breath fire?”

“Nope, only he and the Queen,” Ember sighed softly. “I hope he’s okay.”

Twilight raised an eyebrow, “Do you know where he is?”

“He’s with the Renegades and Wonderbolts, wherever they are at. I…” She looked down. “I still worry for him.”

“When I met him, he said that he was alone. Does he now know of you?”

Ember nodded, “That was a very… scary night. I was taken to the castle, a few rooms over in fact. And led to his room where Witching Hour was looking over him. He had lost a fight with somepony named Sin, and…” She trailed off, closing her eyes as Quicktail rested a paw on her hoof. “Sorry, It’s just…”

“You don't have to say more. I was curious why you revealed yourself while at the Hospital.”

Ember sighed again, staring at the paw that rested on her hoof. “I saw Quicktail surrounded by those mercenaries. After that it was a blur.”

“She shifted,” Quicktail started up, his eyes never leaving Ember. “Taking on a beautiful drake form and proceeded to hack and claw her way to me, as I defended a pony who had been struck down, hard. Once she finally got to me, I picked up what I thought was a grenade, turns out it was an artillery marker. After that I grabbed her and we all feld back to the safety of the Hospital.”

He paused for a moment, glancing at Twilight who just looked shocked, before continuing. “She was panicked after calming down, but she managed to regain some composure. Afterwards, the ponies seemed reluctant to let her help them. And it wasn't until after that big red earth pony and some forces came in that things finally calmed down,” He sighed softly. “After that, she ran. Being called a monster by some of the ponies whom she had protected.”

“I… I’m sorry to hear that,” Twilight almost whispered. “But you’re not one,” Twilight grinned warmly as she watched Ember. Ember had started shaking again after Quicktail spoke up. She leaned more on him, looking for reassurance as he draped a wing over her.

“I know the medical staff aren't allowed to wear bracelets that can be removed easily,” Twilight started up. “Or stuff in their mane, but…” she looked to her left, a small box floating over in her magic. “I heard from Faith Cure what happened, and then again from Quicktail here,” She paused to open the box, showing off a well crafted ring. “How would you feel about a horn ring?”

Ember looked at the ring, looking it over in great detail. “I…”

“Consider it something equal to a medal of honor, given in military for distinguished service and willing to sacrifice yourself so others may live on,” Twilight grinned softly. “I would like to get to know you, and any others from your hive, if you have found them.”

“I…” She trailed off again, looking at the ring. Nodding slightly, she took the box in her hooves, eyes never leaving it. “Can you let in my friends?”

Twilight nodded, looking towards the door and opening it slightly with her magic. Once the guard poked his head in, she spoke. “Can you let her friends in?” The guard nodded, opening the door a bit more and gesturing inside. Lode and Opal quickly took a few steps in, before slowing their pace and walking up to Ember’s side, since she was still undisguised.

Twilight looked at the other two, then back at Ember who was still staring at the ring. “I assume they know what you are?”

“Yes we do, Princess,” Lode spoke up, looking at Ember for a moment and sitting by Quicktail’s other side as Opal sat at Ember’s right.

“Please,” Twilight spoke, as she closed the door again. “I just want this to be as informal as possible. I’m wanting a break from all the royalty and stuff of getting this city back together.” They each nodded, as Ember spared a glance at the two newcomers before focusing back on the ring. “How do you two know what she is?”

“Simple, Twilight,” Opal spoke up, grinning slightly. “We’re siblings.”

Twilight blinked, focusing on Opal. “How many of your hive has been found?”

“Ten,” Lode started up as he reached into a saddle bag. “But… uhh… This part may shock you more.” He held up an address book in his mouth.

“What could shock me more than the past few days?”

“One serves under your brother,” Ember finally spoke, glancing up as she did just in time to catch Twilight’s eyes go wider than dinner plates, her eyes become pinpricks, and her pen and paper that she had been using to take notes falling out of her magic and almost hitting the floor before a dark red aura caught them.

Opal chuckled softly with her horn faintly glowing, “I believe you met him too, Scope. White unicorn with a blue mane, that has a blue and purple streak in it.”

“I… We were near the Heart! How…” Twilight stumbled for words.

“We don't directly feed on the same love it provides. Sure, we get nourishment from it, and it does power us up. But that's where the similarities stop,” Lode chuckled softly. “Not all changelings are the same, ma’am.”

Twilight shook her head quickly, than focused on the book that Lode had set in front of himself. “That book is…?”

“It holds the addresses of all of our hive that I have found so far,” he paused with a weak chuckle. “At least, their names. Two are planning on moving to Ponyville, one lives in the griffin empire, and one is off with the Wonderbolts. That's about it. I’d like it back, honestly.”

She floated the book in front of herself and flipped through the pages, stopping on each one that had a name. It was sorted by pony name, it looked like, and when she hit F, she went wide eyed.

“Feather Dust?!”

The changelings all winced as she spoke, Ember looking at her and grinning weakly. “He told me he works for both Cloudsdale and Ponyville medical centers.”

Twilight shook her head quickly again, floating the book back to Lode. “I...er, would like a copy of it, after all this is over.” She rubbed her forehead, sighing loudly. “I was hoping this would be stress free, but I was wrong.”

Ember frowned a little. “You said so yourself, we aren't evil.”

“I wasn't expecting one so close to home. He practically lives next door! And… and…” She stopped with a sigh. “You're right, you're not evil. I am basing all this knowledge off the stellar impression that Chrysalis left. I need some time to myself. Take that box with you Ember, and consider it a personal gift from me.”

Ember nodded and slowly stood up, wincing as she did and retook her unicorn disguise. She put the box into Lode’s satchel, and the four of them bowed towards Twilight, before departing.

The group was walking the torn up streets of the middle class after dark. The dim glow of the lanterns lighting their way, even though three out of the four walking didn't really need it. The four walked along in silence after their chat with Twilight Sparkle, learning that she was really more down to earth then Celestia or Luna.

Lode, Ember, and Opal all ignored the feeling of sorrow in the air, as they somewhat huddled around Quicktail. He led them down one of the cleared paths that ran past some houses that had remained standing. Each of the houses they passed offered homes to those who lost them, during both the cannon blast, and the recent rioting.

As the group rounded a corner, Quicktail stopped with his ears perked. The others stopped as well and looked up at him.

“Something wrong dear?” Ember asked, looking around.

“Yeah, a familiar foal crying,” He looked towards one of the homes, and pointed. The group looked and saw a familiar purple foal with an auburn unicorn foal next to her, trying his best to cheer her up and failing.

Before Quicktail can say anything else, Ember was already going towards her. Ember stopped a few yards away, looking at the pair and sighing, “Magenta?” She called out, making the foals gasp and look up toward her. She took another step before hesitating and looking down for a moment. She could tell there was a lot of sorrow around her, and it almost hurt to be near her.

“Miss Haze?” Magenta squeaks out, looking at the unicorn before her, then looking towards her little group. The other unicorn quickly moved up to protect her, making Ember take a step back.

“Tricks, I…” Ember starts, sitting down and looking at the foals, “What's wrong?”

“She…” Tricks glanced back at Magenta, “lost her mother,” he sighed, looking down. “And I can't cheer her back up,” Magenta looked down again, sniffling.

Ember grinned warmly at Magenta, “I know exactly how you feel, Magenta,” Magenta blinked, looking up at Ember with misty eyes as she continued. “Nothing can get rid of the pain you feel, but the comfort of those around can lessen it. I lost my mother nearly two decades ago, and a good portion of my family along with her. And do you know what I did?”

Magenta shook her head slightly.

Ember glanced back at her group, “I ran. I tried to run from the pain,” She looked back, “And eventually, it passed away,” She looked down at the ground. “It passed when I let someone else in, and that someone filled the hole that was left. But that didn't happen until recently,” She looked back at the group again, her eyes focusing on Quicktail. “I know what I’m saying is probably - ERK!”

Ember suddenly gasped as she felt somepony hug her. She looked down to see Magenta hugging her, and burying her snout into her side. Ember just grinned down at her and laid an arm on her, “Come on, it's cold out here and you shouldn't be alone. I think we can scrounge up a meal for a sixth,” she looked up at Tricks. “Go on back to the castle Tricks. Let Leaf and Daring know you’re friend is alright, ok?”

Tricks nodded and walked up to her and Magenta, giving them a little group hug before dashing off towards the castle. Ember looked down at Magenta, who was still hugging her side as tightly as possibly. “Uh, it's going to be a little hard to walk with you hugging me. However, you can ride on Quicktail’s back.”

Magenta nodded slightly, stepping back and looking up at Ember. Ember leaned down and brushed the tears away, “No more tears, ok?” Ember said quietly. “Plenty have been shed today, and more will be shed by others. So let’s not add to the river for a long time.” Magenta nodded again as Ember grinned softly at her.

Quicktail walked over and looked at the pair, grinning softly. “We should get going before it gets any later,” He lowered himself down, as Ember helped Magenta onto Quicktails back.

Author's Note

And we catch up with Ember, Quicktail, Lode Stone (Who will get his own viewing of the riots in his little thing) after the riots of Canterlot, from Canterlot in Flames. This chapter actually went through a revision after Sylvian wrote up Chapter 8 and 9 of Canterlot in Flames, as I felt the first draft wasnt good enough, it was too much of a Q&A session.

Also of note is Magenta, having lost her family in the riots.

AND! I finally get to use that picture that I've been holding onto for ages.

Rebuilding Trust

Ember slowly woke up to the feeling of being warm. She knew she had a fuzzy griffin to her back, but this small fuzzy lump to her front was new. She tried to move a little, only to find the lump was across one of her arms and tucked up under her. She slowly opened her eyes and was greeted with the sight of a blue and pink striped mane.

She blinked and craned her head up, looking at her surroundings and saw that Magenta had joined her and Quicktail in bed. She was sleeping peacefully on one side, and Quicktail was snoring softly on Embers other side.

“Stuck between two heaters,” Ember mumbled to herself as she slowly and very carefully extracted herself from the pile. As she did, she used her pillow in the place of an arm, and scooted Magenta closer to Quicktail for added warmth. Once she was finally free, she sat back and grinned at the pair. Maybe something could be done about Magenta, she thought.

She shrugged and left the room, not fully closing the door as she made her way to the kitchen. She stopped about halfway, noticing that Opal, Lode, and Feather had done the same, curled up and laid with each other to add to the warmth of the blanket. She chuckled softly as she resumed walking towards the kitchen.

She hummed quietly, putting up a bubble around the kitchen as she started to cook up some eggs and bacon for breakfast for everyone present. It wasn't long before she heard some grumps and groans as the three slowly woke up. She watched them stretch and yawn as she resumed making breakfast, lowering her bubble and letting the scents of breakfast cooking flow into the small house.

“Mmmm, what smells good?” Opal asked, sitting up after stretching out.

“That would be breakfast, and yes I am making enough for six,” Ember chuckled, barely glancing over her shoulder.

“Wondered if you forgot about Magenta,” Lode yawned and grinned at Ember as the pair moved to sit by the couch.

“Hard to forget her when I woke up with a face full of her mane,” Ember shook her head, hiding the grin from the others.

“You’ll make a good mother,” Opal said softly, just loud enough for them to hear. Ember shrugged slightly.

“Perhaps, but that would mean a full house for now,” Ember shook her head. “I think we can manage anyway. Don't want her to be alone for now.”

A soft squeaky yawn alerted the four, as they each looked towards the bedroom to see Magenta yawning and stretching out. She sat and rubbed the sleep from her eyes, slowly looking about the room. Ember grinned and turned to face her.

“G’morning sleepyhead, hope you don't mind eggs for breakfast,” Ember chuckled as she watched Magenta shake her head, stand up, walk over to Opal and sit by her and lean on her. Opal glanced down at her, and grinning softly, put an arm over her.

Magenta nuzzled gently into Opal, closing her eyes as Ember went back to cooking breakfast. After a bit more, and getting the others their plates, Quicktail finally joined them in the living room.

“It got cold in there,” He mumbled as he yawned widely, flopping down by the mantle.

Ember floated a plate over to him, “Well, you're just in time for eggs and bacon. Sorry it's not the same as Rusty’s though.”

“S’fine,” Quicktail yawned out, then proceeded to dive into his food. Feather Dust glanced at the griffin for a moment, before looking down at his food, then back to the griffin.

“Hey Quicktail,” he said, making the griffin look at him with a eyebrow raised slightly.

“Yes?” He asked slowly.

“I'm sorry… about yesterday,” Feather stared at his food.

“It’s fine. We haven't met face to face before, as I was out of town when you came visiting, along with Scope and Topaz. They have yet to meet me too, but at least with Topaz I’ve had some contact. So really it’s my fault you didn't know who I was,” Quicktail grinned as he watched Feather nod back to him.

Ember was the last one to get her meal, and finish it too as after everyone finished it, she was halfway through it and poking at it.

“Is something wrong, Ember?” Lode asked as he gathered up everyone's dishes.

“Yeah, not sure I want to go back to the hospital,” Ember poked at her eggs again.

“But isn't that where you work, Miss Haze?” Magenta spoke up, looking at Ember.

“I kind of… ran from it. A few days ago,” She sighed. “I, er…” She looked up at Magenta for a moment before looking away and scrunching her face.

“She revealed a big secret about herself as she defended the hospital from those nasty ponies,” Quicktail stated calmly, looking down at Magenta who looked back at him. “And she is scared that she has no job to go back to.”

Magenta looked at Ember again, tilting her head slightly. “Why would you be scared? Aren't the ponies at the hospital your friends?”

“They are, but it was a secret I kept from them too,” Ember let out a soft sigh. “Do you remember that attack during the wedding, a year or so ago?” Magenta nodded, making Ember wince slightly. “I'm a…” she hesitated, looking towards the door. “I helped defend those ponies at the hospital a few days ago, by taking on a different form. I’m a changeling,” She winced as she heard Magenta gasp, looking towards her.

“You’re a changeling? But you’re so nice! Not like those nasty ones that attacked!”

Ember nodded slowly. “I was out of town when they attacked, and I was worried when I came back.”

“Can I see what you look like?”

Ember nodded, and in a flash of fire revealed herself. Magenta gasped and just stared, looking her over as Ember gauged her reaction. Shock at first, then surprise, which turned to curiosity. Ember grinned softly, as she watched Magenta stand up and slowly walk towards her.

“Did everypony here know about you?”

“We’re one big family,” Opal said with a warm grin as she watched Magenta reach out and touch Ember. “Except Quicktail here, he’s all griffin, and all Ember’s too.”

Magenta rested a hoof on Ember’s leg, looking up at Ember as she grinned weakly down at her. For a moment nothing happened, then suddenly Magenta hugged her around her midsection. Ember hugged her back softly and closed her wings around her as well.

“Thank you,” Ember said softly, closing her eyes and hugging the foal beneath her.

“You have to go back to the hospital, and tell them you're not evil. You are far too nice to be mean,” Magenta squeaked out, sniffling softly. “And if they say otherwise, I’ll show them!”

“Does that mean you're going with me?”

“Yes.”

“And I am to,” Quicktail thumped his chest as he stood proudly.

Ember grinned up at Quicktail, then looked back to Magenta and held her at arm's length. “What did I say about shedding tears?” She brushed them away, as Magenta sniffled, looking up at her.

“That far too many have been shed,” She mumbled softly as Ember nodded.

“I can let these slide though, as they are tears of joy,” The pair embraced in a hug again.

Ember tentatively stepped into the hospital receiving area slowly, peering around nervously at the injured ponies who were either asleep at the time, or didn't care. She took a few steps in, carefully looking around before getting pushed in by a griffin paw.

“Seriously Ember,” Quicktail said calmly as he pushed her in, making her squeak and stumble forward. “They aren't going to bite when I am right behind you.”

Ember straightened up and turned to face Quicktail, poking him in the chest. “Yeah well, I have a good reason to be-”

“Ember?”

Ember stopped her rant and looked over her shoulder, seeing Light Gaze standing there, staring at her. She gulped and took a step towards him.

“I…” She didn't get any farther as he ran forward and hugged her tightly.

“Thank Celestia you're okay!” Gaze almost screamed as he hugged her tightly, her eyes going wide and her jaw slack as she sat there. Quicktail chuckled softly as he watched before looked past the pair, seeing a few other ponies look in their direction, some of the injured grinning at them, while a few scowled.

“Where is Faith Cure?” Quicktail asked, as Light released Ember, still keeping his hooves on her shoulders.

“In her office, along with a few of the other nurses. Everypony was worried about you, Ember,” He never let his gaze leave her. “Seeing you run off, especially after what all has happened. We were afraid you decided to leave town.”

“So you…” She trailed of as he hugged her again.

“Don't ever do that again!” He gave her a tight squeeze, earning a squeak, before releasing her. “Go straight to her office, I am sure there is still plenty of work to do, and we need every hoof we can get.”

Ember nodded slowly as Light Gaze gave her a solid nod, then grinned and returned to his work. Ember glanced back at Quicktail, who was grinning smugly at her.

“Wipe that grin off your beak mister,” She got up and started towards the offices, with Quicktail and another two sets of hooves walking. Magenta and Opal followed along behind them, Lode had left to go check with building inspectors to see where he could be of use and Feather Dust had gone off to check in the medical teams to see where he could be of use.

Ember and Opal could feel some of the scowls that Ember was getting as she walked towards the offices. Ember shrugged them off, at least mostly. She stopped outside the office and held a hoof above the door hesitating again.

“Am I going to have to push you through this door as well?” Quicktail chirped at her, making Ember knock once on the door and turn around to face him again.

“No! I’ll knock this time!” She turned back around and lifted her hoof to knock again, making it halfway to the door before it opened. Her hoof stopped a few inches from a brown earth pony’s face. Ember squeaked and quickly retracted her hoof. “Sorry Natty.”

The pony just kept a semi flat look, making Ember’s ears go back against her head. Natty opened the door wider and stepped off to the side.

“Your nurse is back,” She said as Ember looked at who else was in the office. Faith stopped talking to a deep blue pegasus mare and looked directly at Ember.

“Welcome back, Ember,” Faith said calmly, glancing to see the reaction of the other two in the room. The blue mare looked Ember up and down, then nodded, signaling Faith to continue, “I… told everypony.”

Ember took a step into the office, keeping her ears flat as she looked down, “I suppose I should go…”

“Out and help those ponies,” The blue mare spoke making Ember look up at her. “And if any of them have problems, I can get Commander Amber Dawn down here to settle any disputes,” She nodded, glancing at Faith who also nodded.

“Thank you Perfect Night for what I was about to say,” She looked at Natural Remedies, “Anything you wish to add Natty?”

The earth pony kept her eyes on Ember, sighing softly. “Yeah, why didn't you tell us sooner? We find out from our boss that you're a changeling, and have been the whole time! I mean, we understand you keeping it a secret, but since the wedding? Really?”

“I, er,” Ember looked down, wondering if her ears could go any flatter. “Sorry, no more secrets from here on out. Okay?” The three others all nodded as she looked at each one.

“Good, you can show me what you look like underneath later, since Faith said you’re different,” Natty nodded. “Anyway, we have ponies to attend to.” She took a few steps towards the door, stopping and looking down at Magenta. “Er, hi.”

Magenta looked up at Natty and waved. “Does Miss Haze still have a job here?”

“Yes she does,” Natty nodded, looking back at Ember. “Going to have an assistant today?”

“Unless Faith here has need for a member of the Cutie Mark Crusaders,” Ember turned partially to look at Magenta, then back to Faith.

“I could find a good, safe, job for her to do.”

“I will not be treated by a changeling!” The earth pony growled at the green unicorn before him, as Ember just stared flatly back at him. He already had most of his wounds tended to, and was getting new dressings.

“The other nurses are busy, sir,” Ember said in a rather flat tone, keeping her emotions in check so she wouldn't flee again.

“I can wait until one of the normal nurses is free then. I will not get my wounds tended to by some parasite,” He growled, glaring at Ember. “So begone gnat!”

“You realize, sir, that I have treated you seven times in the past 5 years. All of those times have been me, not somepony posing as me. All of those times you have come in with some form of minor complaint, and I treated you each time. One of those times you were complaining because you ate too much chili and didn't want the trots,” Ember leaned in close to the stallion, who was still growling, albeit not as much now. “And each time I have taken nothing from you, aside from a small portion of the bits you gave for bills.”

“I…” the stallion gulped, looking up at Ember, flattening his ears.

“And I treated your wounds from before the fighting broke out, and yet then you did not care that I was a changeling,” She paused, straightening back up. “So, are you going to let me tend to your wounds now? Or would you rather wait for who knows how long before some other nurse can come tend to you?”

The stallion looked down, sighing softly, “Sorry.”

“The sins of one can damn the many,” Ember said softly as she started to tend to his wounds. Off to the side a golden earth pony watched her work silently, waiting until she had finished with that stallion and moved off to the side to catch her breath. He picked this moment to move in, making himself known first before speaking.

“We really should stop meeting like this, Emerald,” The golden earth pony said calmly to Ember, who nodded back to him.

“Yes Admiral, we really should just meet on a pleasant day, on a beach, and stare at a boat,” Ember saluted Gold Star with a chuckle.

“That was a good day, wasn't it?” Gold Star sighed, then grumbled. “Put that hoof down!”

Ember snickered as Gold Star glares at her, “So, why are you here, Admiral?”

“Just checking in on everything after the riots. I heard you ran from the Hospital the other day and, well, I was worried,” Gold Star shrugged as he grinned at Ember. “Also, no titles.”

“Sorry, Admiral. I have to keep up some pretense that I don't know you as well as I do.” Ember grinned widely as a soft squeal started to sound. “But as you can see, Admiral, we are faring just fine.”

Gold Star nodded, twitching an ear as the squeal slowly got louder. “That is good to hear, though there seems to be some form of squealing off to the side,” He looked around, his eyes falling onto a griffin that is holding a box in one arm, and staring wide eyed at him and emitting the squeal. “Uh… hello?”

Quicktail shook his head vigorously, then stepped forward and extended a paw after setting the box down. “Q... Quicktail is my name, sir.”

Gold star extended his hoof, looking over the griffin, “Say… you wouldn't happen to be related to one Mr Gungnir, would you?”

Quicktails eyes went as wide as dinner plates. “You know my father?!”

“Yeah, throws a mean left hook,” Gold Star chuckled. “So, I noticed you the other day, but you were asleep. Why is a griffin here at the hospital? Not that I'm really complaining, but you don't seem the type to dress wounds.”

Quicktail grinned as he looked at Ember for a moment, then back to Gold Star, “No, I am a former Sky Wing and now a part of the Embassy, though I don't know if it still stands at this moment, I haven't really had a chance to go look, sir.” Gold Star looked between him and Ember a few times, then started to chuckle.

Ember caught on quickly and huffed as Gold Star started to laugh, “What was that about not finding somepony?” He leaned over and nudged Ember, who glared back at him with a blush.

“Oh hush you, that was a over a year ago!” Ember nudged him back, and Quicktail just watched the casual exchange.

“I still can't believe you’re friends with Admiral Gold Star!” Quicktail chirped as he watched Gold Star look back at him.

“Well yeah! Inspiring somepony’s crew during a sneak attack is something you don't forget,” Gold Star grinned widely. “Besides, she’s good company, even if she is enjoying a meal on me right now,” Gold Star leaned on Ember, chuckling and laying an arm over her shoulders.

Ember blushed faintly, looking back at Gold Star, “You don't seem to mind the gesture in public, do you?”

“I think you could use a high ranking official as a friend. I saw you handle that stallion and how others are still glaring at you. Pitiful really,” he paused to shake his head. “I heard from Bones that you went drake in front of everypony present,” Ember nodded slightly at that, hanging her head. “Showing the ponies that I trust you will give them food for thought.”

“As long as they don't choke on it. Besides, one would think me standing up to those armed ponies would show them that I wasn't afraid, even if I don't really remember it,” Ember murmured.

“Well, yes. I saw first hoof what you could do on that ship. If your goal wasn't getting to Canterlot, I would have asked you to stay on board and join McCoy,” Gold Star let her go and took a few steps from her, grinning.

“And I probably would have accepted. At that time I was just running,” She blinked and looked at Gold Star. “Wait, you would have asked me to stay? Even though I’m a changeling?”

“Well yeah! And given what I heard from Bones about you going all dragon and hacking up mercs!” He grinned, then winced as he noticed her expression changed from shocked to depressed, as she looked down. “Er, sorry. I understand you’re still getting over that, but…”

“No, no,” Ember shook her head. “It's just… I'm a nurse, a pony who mends ponies, not one who takes them apart in a fit of protective rage to protect the one she loves,” She said as she looked towards Quicktail, who just grinned back and moved to rest a wing on her.

Gold Star grinned as well. “Yup, you two will be a good couple,” Gold Star saluted the pair, making them salute him in return. “Well, I should go back to inspecting the grounds and making sure everything is good.”

“Thank you, sir,” Ember replied as she let her hoof drop. Gold Star turned and trotted a little from the pair. After a few steps, he stopped and glanced over his shoulder.

“Send me a letter when the wedding is, and if it's pony or griffin!” He grinned widely as he watched both of them stumble a little as they started back to work.

Author's Note

Ember returning to the hospital the next day and getting the warmest reception she didn't expect. Guess she can really count on that 20+ years of building relationships to last her even beyond revealing herself as a changeling.

New Family Ties

Ember let out a soft groan as she rolled over in bed and let her hooves hang over the edge. Quicktail was already making lunch for everypony in the living room and she had slept in. She has been wide awake for the past couple minutes though, as her mind was thinking about something else.

The hospital crew already knew what she was, along with Princess Twilight Sparkle. She let her eyes linger on the horn-ring sitting on the stand by the bed as she thought about her extended family. Witching Hour already knew, but Leaf Wind didn't, nor did Trick Step or Fine Brew. She wondered if she should tell them or not, just to get it all out and off her chest.

“What's on your mind, Miss Haze?” Ember heard from the doorway. Ember blinked and looked at Magenta, who was looking at her with worry. “I can tell you’re thinking, my mother made that exact same face. So, what are you thinking about?” Magenta asked as she moved over and sat by the bed.

“If I should tell my other friends about what I am.”

“Did you keep it a secret from everypony?” Magenta asked while raising an eyebrow.

“It’s kind of what we changelings do. I just feel it is too soon, or that they will get angry. Hay, Witching Hour was upset when she found out,” Ember shrugged weakly, rolling onto her back and staring at the roof.

“Well, that seems kind of dumb that you hide what you are,” Magenta spoke bluntly, earning a huff from Ember.

“Glad that centuries of my history seems dumb,” Ember rolled onto her side to face away from Magenta.

“But if Witch Doctor knows what you are, then how bad is it that her family knows?” Magenta moved up to the bed and hopped up, letting her hooves rest on the edge as she watched Ember.

Ember rolled back onto her back and looked at Magenta with an eyebrow raised questioningly. “Witch Doctor?”

“Er, yeah. It’s what Tricks calls her,” Magenta grinned and sat on the floor, letting her muzzle rest on the edge of the bed.

“Huh, I wonder if you’d give me a nickname,” Ember looked back at the roof. “If I adopted you.”

“I’d say she’s already adopted you, dear,” Quicktail’s voice comes from the doorway, making them both glance towards it. “Your lunch is ready, m'ladies,” Quicktail bowed slightly before stepping back out into the living room.

Magenta bounced to her hooves and started towards the door. “How about we talk about it over lunch, okay?”

Ember rolled to her hooves and followed. “Okay,” Ember followed her out into the small living room they had and sat by the couch, where lunch was already waiting for her. She quickly dug into her meal as Opal and Feather watched her. After a few bites she looked up and around. “Where’s Lode Stone?”

“Said something about meeting with the Royal Guards this morning,” Opal glanced at Feather who nodded. “It seems for what he did during the riots, he is being offered a spot in the guard.”

Ember looked confused, Opal chuckled softly and started to explain. “I told him to come back and hide with me underneath in the mines, but he decided he didn't want to see any more suffer. He lead ponies away from the main conflicts and took paths that kept them from coming to too much harm.”

“I had asked one the guards,” Feather took over. “Lode kept going back out after dropping off a hoof full of ponies. I guess his time in the griffin empire made him brave,” Feather shrugged slightly.

“So, they want to make him one of the guards?” Ember asked, focusing on Opal.

“Yeah. I found it weird too, but he’s actually considering it.”

“But is Princess Twilight going to have problems with a changeling in the Royal Guard? And… What about Luna when she returns?” Ember sighed, resting a hoof on her forehead. “I’m just… over thinking things again, aren't I?”

“Yes, you are. Even if the princesses have problems, the guards will quickly calm them.” Opal chuckled. “Besides, he’d make a good guard. Scope certainly does, I think he’s a lieutenant by now.”

Ember raised an eyebrow for a moment, then shook her head. “You’re doing it again.”

“No I'm not. Me doing it again would be saying that Daring, Leaf, and Fine are currently at the remains of their tea shop.” Opal blinked, then looked down at Magenta, who looked confused. “I, er. Uh…” Opal blushed and stumbled for words as Ember started laughing, making Magenta look towards her.

“Opal is a bit weird. Not as weird as some ponies, mind you. But she often says things that turn out true. We just tend to brush it off, most of the time.” Ember looked at Opal with an eye. “That time she said Talon had hit a tree, hard, and nearly broke a wing though…”

“And you dismissed me at first! When he didn't return right away, you and Feather here went out looking for him, and I was right!” Opal held a hoof to her chest as she beamed proudly.

“And you did it again when we were chatting with Princess Twilight!”

“I did?”

“Yes! You told her what Scope looked like, and as far as I recall, we never said that he was a unicorn,” Ember watched Opal blink, then tip her head to each side as she thought.

“Huh, so I did, oops,” Opal shrugged helplessly. “So I am doing it again, at least I'm not as bad as before the fall,” she playfully stuck her tongue out at Ember.

“Er, true.”

“So, why did you mention Leaf and Daring?” Feather spoke up, then blinked. “Wait… the same Daring from the books?”

Quicktail chuckled softly, finally making a noise as he had silently sat next to Ember who had looked down again.

“Because,” Opal started, as she pointed to Ember. “Somepony here has been thinking about them all morning and wondering if she should reveal herself to them or not.”

“And what does your magic 8-ball say?” Ember muttered, barely looking at Opal as she kept her nose pointed down.

“I don't use an 8-ball, too archaic. Just ask Pinkie Pie. Don't even get me started on the bones,” Opal waved a hoof, earning a chuckle from those around. “I prefer gut instinct and you know it. And it says, yes,” Ember let out a long sigh, as Opal shook her head. “At least one of the reactions will be amusing.”

“Wait wait, go back,” Feather blinked, looking at Ember. “Just how many famous ponies do you know?”

Ember blushed and rubbed the back of her head, looking a little sheepish. “Well, being a Nurse at Canterlot, I see a good number of ponies.”

“Next your going to tell me that you have tea with Princess Luna, aren't you!” Feather pointed a hoof at Ember, who only shrugged in response.

“No, Siren Bliss does, and I know her decently well.”

“Agh! I am no longer worthy of being in your presence!” Feather huffed and crossed his arms, snorting fakely as Ember blushed and grinned softly. Ember chuckled and stood to stretch out.

“I suppose I should go see them, huh?” Ember looked at all those around, who nodded back to her.

“I’ve changed my mind! I don't want to do this!” Ember whined as she was dragged along by Opal’s magic. Her hooves slid along the paved street towards what was left of the Fine Brew Tea Room. Magenta and Quicktail were by her side, chuckling at Embers misfortune. Feather Dust was hovering along, making sure Ember didn't take to the air to try and escape.

“You’re doing it, otherwise it will distract you while you work. And I don't think you want that, do you?” Opal barely glanced back at Ember as she trotted along, her horn glowing.

“But it’s still too soon! I should wait! You know, come back in a week, a month, perhaps!”

“No, you are doing this now,” Opal kept walking, as Ember relented and sighed.

“But what will they think?” Ember looked over her shoulder at Opal, as she was still being dragged.

“I believe we have been over this?” Feather spoke up. “They are your friends, I doubt anything bad will happen. And didn't you mention that Talon had revealed himself to some of them?”

“Well, yes. That is true,” Ember agreed quietly.

“Well good. Also, is this the place?” Opal blinked as she looked over at what was left of the building that they had once called a tea shop. Sifting through the rubble and working on cleaning it out were a few ponies, and a familiar auburn colt was the first to spot Ember’s crew. He grinned and waved at them.

“Emerald! Hi there!” Tricks beamed as he trotted around the rubble that had been piled. His shouting drew the attention of the other ponies as they looked up from what they were doing. Ember waved back at them as her group spread out and looked among the ponies present, sighing very softly to herself.

“So, what brings your group to our corner of rubble?” A red stallion asked as he trotted up behind Tricks, watching Tricks quickly move over and hug Magenta. Ember sighed a little and looked down.

“I… need to talk to you,” Ember almost mumbled.

The stallion raised an eyebrow as he stopped a yard or so from Ember. “Me?” Ember shook her head slightly.

“Not just you, Leaflet. All of your family,” Ember looked up slightly, noticing he had a confused expression on his face, and sighed. “It’s a little personal, and honestly, I should have told it a lot sooner.”

Leaf nodded slightly, as he looked toward Tricks. “Hey Tricks, wanna go get everypony else?”

“Yeah, come on Magenta!” Tricks grinned and saluted Leaf before dashing back towards the building with Magenta following. Leaf turned back to Ember and looked her over.

“What's wrong?”

“Did you hear about the Hospital during the riots?” Ember asked as she sat down where she was. By now only Quicktail and Feather Dust had remained at her sides. Opal had moved closer to the building and was helping moving the rubble as Tricks and Magenta rounded every other pony up.

“I heard they managed to stay strong until Dame Fluttershy and her contingent came to relieve all the doctors and nurses who were tending to the wounded from before. And that they needed reinforcements all night. Other than that, some of the guards thought they saw a dragon there on occasion.” Leaf listed off, watching Ember as he spoke. She was fine until the mention of the dragon, which she winced slightly at.

“Was it really bad there?” Leaf asked softly.

“I could never understand war. It seems so pointless to me,” Ember looked up just in time to see other ponies trotting up to her. “I had served in the last griffin-drake war and this one night of conflict was far worse.”

“So, like the main gate to the castle with its body count?” Leaf asked, tilting his head slightly.

“Uh… sure? I guess?” Ember looked confused for a moment as Daring stepped forward.

“We had our own special guard there. Lord of House Star himself, Shiro Hoshi. I never did ask what his body count actually was.” Daring smirked.

“You wanted to talk to us?” Fine asked, standing next to Leaf and looking at Ember.

“Uh, yeah,” Ember said sheepishly, as she rubbed a hoof on her opposite arm. “How exactly to say this… That drake those guards thought they saw, was me.”

“Ha, good one. Are you telling me you know illusion magic?” Leaf chuckled. Ember shook her head slightly, as she grinned weakly.

“You were curious what Talon looked like, right?” Ember looked towards the building as Leaf and Tricks nodded curiously. “Is there still somewhere relatively hidden left in your tea shop?”

Leaf pointed over his shoulder back at the building. “Only place that's still really stable is the cellar. I don't think we’re all going to fit in there, no offense to your griffin.”

“Are you calling me fat, Little Leaf?” Quicktail smirked as Leaf looked up at Quicktail.

“Not as fat as some griffins I’ve seen! Seriously, Matteo wouldn't fit through our front door when we still had a building!” Leaf chuckled as Quicktail slid up to his side.

“So you know how Matteo got to be wearing Wonderbolt colors?”

“Er, yeah. Big bird was a part of my recruit training under Silver Lining,” Leaf leaned away from the griffin as he leaned closer.

“You were trained under Silver Lining himself?!”

“Er. Yeah?” Leaf was now pushing the limits of how far he could lean without falling over as Quicktail got closer.

“Ahem,” Ember cleared her throat loudly, making Leaf and Quicktail look at her. “You two can trade veteran stories later. I believe we are here for me?”

“Sorry dear. I can sit outside while you show them, since Leaf is calling me fat,” Quicktail looked back at Leaf. “And once you're not covered in bandages, we can see just how good your training actually is.”

Fine stood and turned towards the building and gestured for the others to follow. “Holly should still be down there, making sure everything is still in one piece,” Fine lead Leaf, Tricks, Ember, Daring, and Feather down into the cellar of the once fine establishment. The path to it was the first thing cleaned up and now they were just cleaning out the rest of the building so they could see what all needed fixing up.

Once downstairs, a good number of torches were lit up around the place, and a white stallion with a two toned red mane and tail was looking over a brewing vat as Fine stopped behind him. After a few moments of silence as the ponies gathered around, and getting the stallions attention, all eyes fell back onto Ember.

“Well,” Leaf started up. “What's the big secret?”

“This seemed so much easier to say this morning,” Ember looked at each of them, letting her eyes linger on Fine and Leaf more than any other. “I'm a changeling,” She winced as she heard a few gasps.

“So, wait, when you said you were that drake, you…” Leaf trailed off as Ember nodded. He blinked, then leaned in closer. “Prove it.” Ember blinked in response and took another look at all those present. She let her eyes linger on Fine and Holly Sweep, the white stallion, and took note they were still slightly shocked. Her eyes went to Daring next, and she merely shrugged in response, after that she looked down at Tricks who looked back up at her expectantly.

She sighed and in a flare of red fire, showed them her natural form. She kept her eyes closed as she gauged the shocked reactions of everyone in the room before slowly opening them. As she expected, Fine and Holly looked even more shocked, and Leaf had taken a step back, and was looking her over. As she looked at Daring, she saw her grinning and was about to say something before another pony in the room cut her off.

“That is so cool!” Ember looked down at Tricks to see him grinning. “Is that what Talon looks like underneath as well?”

Ember let out a sigh of relief and grinned as the others seem to relax a little. “Well, close. His crest and wing color are different. They are blue, instead of green. But otherwise we look nearly identical.”

She looked back at the others, and squeaked as she noticed Daring was a foot away from her and about to hug her. Ember tried to step back but found Daring to be much faster as she hugged Ember. “Thank Celestia you're normal! I figured you were secretly like, a dragon who hides with a pony illusion or something weird like that!”

“I… uhh… thanks? I think?” Ember squeaked out, her eyes wide as Leaf started to chuckle.

“Hey! After the crap I’ve seen these past couple months. You are normal compared to a broody alicorn, a living statue of a hippogriff, a snarky little lizard, and don't even get me started on a few days ago!”

Ember just blinked in response, unable to find words to that.

“Finally, a normal day!” Daring grinned and held Ember at arms length. “I’d kiss you, but I think you're griffin would get upset.”

“Hey! What about me?” Leaf moved up to look at Daring.

“Oh, you’ll be fine. Your wings might get a little stiff though,” Daring grinned towards Leaf, who blushed slightly.

“So,” Fine spoke up, as Daring let go of Ember. “This actually explains a few things about you. Like why you either avoid the parties I invite you to, or keep to yourself.”

“Yeah, I didn't want to get full too quickly.” Ember grinned sheepishly as she watched Fine. “You don't seem that upset.”

“Dear, after this last week? Nothing could really phase me. As Daring said, you could be a dragon and we’d still treat you as a family member all the same. Just be glad my brother-in-law isn't here, he’d be making jokes about ‘never having had a bug in his bed before’ or some horseapple like that.”

At that, Feather blushed slightly and coughed into a hoof fakely, which made Fine look at him for a moment and blink.

“He has, hasn’t he?” Fine just puts her hoof on her face and slowly slid it down as Feather blushed brighter and whistled innocently. “Stallions.”

“So is it true, Miss Haze,” Tricks spoke up, as he watched Ember look at him. “Can you become a dragon?” Ember nodded at that, and gently pushed Daring back with her magic since she was still close. Once Daring as far enough away, in another flare of fire the changeling before them was replaced with an emerald green dragon. She looked at each pony present, and noticed each one looked back at her in awe.

“That is so cool,” Tricks said with an awestruck sigh. Ember held the drake form for a few moments longer before retaking her unicorn form.

“Safe to assume that he is one as well?” Holly pointed to Feather, who was still blushing faintly. “With that reaction to what my wife said, I am merely assuming.”

“Yeah, I am. But I wouldn't tell Rainy or Mugsy…” Feather chuckled softly. “He would finally mark something off one of his many lists,” he grinned. “Just let me do it.”

“Okay, if you insist,” Holly chuckled, then looked at Ember. “So, does Magenta and Quicktail know?” Ember nodded, making him grin. “Good. And that mare you were with, that grey unicorn?”

“That's Opal. And yes, she knows too. She is a sibling, after all.” Feather nodded slightly, glancing over at Fine who was now floating up a tea pot in her magic.

“You and her drink tea, right?” Feather nodded. “Good, I am sure we all could use some and this would be a welcome break.”

“Yes. Do you need any help here?” Ember turned and started up the stairs out, the others soon following.

“Well, we could use some, but aren't you needed at the hospital?”

“After the last few days, I could use a break from the bodies.” Ember sighed as she opened the cellar door.

“So,” Feather grinned as he slid up next to Daring. “Are you the actual Daring Do from those novels?”

The mare blinked at him for a moment, then chuckled. “Do I seem short to you?”

“Nope!” Feather grinned as he moved over and poked Ember’s side. “How come you get to know all the famous ponies, and the only one I know that is famous is Discord!”

“And how do you know Discord?” Leaf asked as Ember laughed.

“I live in Ponyville. I was around when he returned and got turned to stone again by the Elements!”

“Wouldn't that mean you know the Elements of Harmony then?” Leaf looked at Feather questioningly as he blinked.

“Huh… That is right. Still not as cool as knowing the famous Daring Do!” Feather chuckled as he hovered near Daring. “After all this is over, You have to sign something of mine! Please?!”

“I could tomorrow if you bring me something.”

“Gah! Everything I have is at home! I Could probably fly there and back but I’d be gone the whole day!” Feather whined as they all spread out from the cellar. As they piled out, they saw Quicktail and Magenta already working on piling up and clearing away the rubble. Opal was helping too, she had somehow made it to the second level and was clearing away what she could. At least what she could reach with her magic and hooves anyway.

Daring chuckled as she watched Feather, “Well, it’s not like I'm going anywhere any time soon. And you know where to find me.”

“Opal! Be careful up there,” Fine shouted, as Opal just grinned down at her.

“Talon isn't the only one who can teleport. I’ll be fine,” Opal shouted back as she slid some debris into a corner. “Besides, the really unstable part is over there,” She barely pointed towards one of the other rooms.

Leaf quickly slid up to Ember’s side. “So, about those techniques that drakes know. Do you know any?”

Ember blinked and looked at him, “uhh, even if I did know some, why do you want to know?”

“Anything else to add to the spice of life with Daring Do!”

“Well, I doubt you have a forked tongue,” Ember smirked as Leaf shrugged weakly.

“Oh well, I can always ask Jin sometime. I bet he knows a lot of good techniques!” Leaf beamed, before squeaking and jumping away as Opal was suddenly by his side.

“You know Jinsong too?” She asked with a wide grin. “How is he doing?”

“Uh, good. How do you know him?” Leaf blinked, looking confused.

“Oh, not really that long of a story. But the author probably hasn’t written it up yet,” Opal shrugged and started trotting back to the building. “And before you comment; Leaf, yes I do know Commander Surprise and I am nothing like her.”

“Uh. Okay.” Leaf murmured softly.

Lode Stone looked over set of bronze armor before him that sat on one of those pony-quins. Standing to one side of him was a familiar blue stallion with a long somewhat wavy black mane, and standing on the other side of him, between him and the armor mostly, was Commander Amber Dawn.

“So, Lode Stone was it?” Lode nodded, glancing to Amber as he spoke. “The princess and I have talked, namely about you. So we,” he paused to point at himself, then to the blue pony, “know what you are.”

“Yes sir? You’re fine with that?”

“If you can be anything like Talon, then yes,” Amber nodded curtly.

“If your actions during the riots were any clue. Then I believe he could very well become similar to Talon.” The blue stallion nodded with a grin.

“Thank you, Steel Smith,” Amber turned to focus on Lode. “If I may see your natural form?”

“Er,” Lode paused as he looked around. It was just the three of them in the room, and there were no windows. “I guess if you already know.” In a flare of red fire, Lode let his pony-guise drop to reveal with natural form. He extended his dusty brown wings as he looked back at the stoic gaze of Amber. “It has been a long time since I’ve let that form drop.”

“Huh, your wings are smaller than Talon’s,” Amber looked over the changeling before him. “And you're certainly more toned then he is.”

“Well, sir. I do have roughly 20 years on him. I spent most of that time either on the run, or in various mining operations. As for my wings, I actually prefer to not fly if it can be helped. I feel better on the ground, or more preferably within it. I am a tunneler, and as such I am more in tune with the earth below our hooves.” Lode explained.

“That dusty brown color of yours goes well with the grey of your chitin, I must say.” Steel grinned widely, as he looked Lode over. “Even accents that red carapace of yours too.”

Lode glanced at him for a moment, “Er, thanks?”

“Hm. So you’re a miner, eh? Not a soldier?” Amber raised an eyebrow. “If that is the case, why’d you help strangers if you have no urge to protect the innocent?”

Lode focused back on Amber with a determined look. “Because in my twenty years on the run, I have seen ponies and griffins suffer. Be it from a lack of food, a home, or even bullies. Within the last decade, I have…” he trailed off, searching for the right words, and smirked once he found them, “grown a spine, so to speak. I got tired of seeing suffering, and, well. I guess deep down I feel like a soldier now and not the tunneler I was before.”

Amber actually seemed to smile at that, “If only Talon gave me a speech like that,” Amber pointed to the armor. “Take it home, wear it, make it fit. You can remain under your pony disguise, but the Commanders and those above, such as the Princesses, will know of what you are. We could definitely use more like you in the ranks.”

Lode grinned at that, “Thank you sir. I will try to do my best.”

“If I may ask though; why did you agree to this?” Amber narrowed a raised eyebrow at him. “If your life was nothing but mining, and you were going to the Crystal Empire after here, why stay on as a guard?”

Lode took a deep breath and relaxed as he assumed his pony-guise. “Ember explained it best. She was running from the pain, and I think I was too. Staying here with her has healed the pain of losing my family and I wish to remain a part of it. I feel connected again, in a sense. If I were to go the Crystal Empire, it would just be more running, and honestly? These hooves of mine are tired of it. If I can put my skills and knowledge to good use, even if it is protecting ponies, and staying near my family again, then I shall.”

“Glad to have you aboard Lode Stone. Report to the… er, remains of the courtyard tomorrow for your first assignment,” Amber saluted Lode, and he mimicked it to saute him back.

Author's Note

And finally Ember talking to her second family. Fine Brew, Holly Sweep, Trick Step (All belong to Witching Hour), Leaf Wind, Daring Do (Concept) (All belong to Sylvian).

Oh, and Lode becomes a member of the Royal Guard, fancy that huh? Also wonder what that first mission is? *hint hint, nudge, Canterlot in Flames Chapter 13, wink*

Discovered

Ember let out a soft groan as she came too. She felt oddly comfortable, laying on her side under a blanket on a very soft bed of feathers. She slowly opened an eye and glanced around, the sunlight shining softly through the window, least what wasn’t blocked by blinds that is. She slowly lifted her head and winced as she did, grunting as her spent body let itself be known.

“I overextended myself, great,” she sighed, just as the door to the room opened slightly, a griffon head poking in. Quicktail grinned slightly as Ember noticed him, though she didn’t get to say anything as he vanished from view.

She sighed as she slowly lifted her head and noticed something else, namely her horn lightly rubbing against the headboard. She winced slightly, then took a quicker look at herself. She was in her natural form.

She suddenly went pale as she glanced back to the door, hearing it creak open and Light Feather standing there, holding a tray that had a bowl on it. Ember shrank a little under the cover and flattened her ears.

“Uh, look. I can explain what is going on.”

“You’d better,” Light Feather turned and closed the door, then trotted over to the bed and set the tray on the stand beside it. “After I gave Quicktail a fake story that you’re a cursed unicorn, who uses illusion magic to hide what she really is.” Light Feather lowered her head to glare at Ember, making the changeling shrink even more.

“I don’t mean any harm. I am a changeling, and…” Ember trailed off, “We are kind of a hidden race.”

“You are also very light.” Light Feather chuckled softly, “I found it strange that you mentioned a village from along a path that lead into drake lands. Maybe you can explain to us both what you truly are.” She glanced to the door. “It’s not like you’re going to bite me, are you Ember?” she said, somewhat louder.

After a moment the door creaked open and Quicktail poked his head in, hanging it as he looked at his mother. Light Feather merely chuckled and gestured towards the bed. Quicktail moved over to sit on the edge and look over the changeling who by now had sat up slowly.

She blushed slightly, being put somewhat on display by the two pairs of watching eyes. “I am a changeling; a species who blends in by taking the form of others.” She started, still looking down at the sheets. “I’d show you, but right now I don’t think that’s wise.”

“I noticed your limbs have holes in them, why is that?” Quicktail asked, pointing towards one of her legs. Ember winced as she lifted an arm.

“It’s a part of how we change, uh… it’s long and confusing to explain really.” Ember sighed, letting her arm rest.

“But that doesn’t explain why your, eh, disguise fell when you passed out.” Light Feather commented, looking over the limb.

“Guess I was more tired than I thought. I’ll be stuck in bed for a day or two at least. I am sorry, I have no money or any way of paying for your hospitality.” Ember sighed, blushing faintly and looking away.

“I expect a full story when you’re feeling better. For now, get rest and enjoy this broth. I figured you eat meat just like me, since you ate some yesterday. It will help get you back on your paws… erm,” she paused, looking at a hoof, “Hooves, quickly. And you’re going to explain how that even works.” She poked at a hoof.

Ember nodded. “Yes. Just promise me one thing, I don’t want anyone to know I am here, ok? I’d rather no one know you have an… exotic guest, ok?”

“You can do magic? That is so cool!” Quicktail chuckled as he watched Ember hover a tray in front of her. A day had passed and she was doing much better, and she was kind of showing off holding a tray up in the air with her magic.

“I can do almost whatever a unicorn can, lift objects and even some of their more offensive stuff. But I really excel at healing.” She grinned slightly. “But then, griffins don’t do magic and require more of the natural type of remedies.” She lowered the tray to the griffin kid.

He took the tray with a grin, “Yup, we have herbal… Uhh… things that help us get better if we get sick. So what all can you change into?”

“Just about anything, really. A unicorn, a pegasus, a griffin as you saw.” Ember chuckled softly.

“Ooo, what about a dragon?” Quicktail bounced in place, tail swaying side to side as he watched the changeling.

“Uh, yes. But not one of the big ones, really I wouldn’t be any bigger than what I already am. It’s just my appearance changes.” Ember sighed. “Course, I get fur and feathers as well.”

“And scales if you’re a dragon?” Quicktail finished for her, making her chuckle softly. “Is there a form that is your favorite?”

Ember looked to the roof for a moment, then down to the griffon. “Yes, actually. Strange as it is, a unicorn.” She grinned some, and before the griffon could ask, her form was engulfed in fire for a second, revealing a deep green unicorn pony, with a blue mane that had a teal stripe through it. She watched the griffon who just stared with rapt fascination.

“That…was…wicked!” He exclaimed after a minute, with the biggest grin a beak could muster. “Can you take on the appearance of an alicorn? Like Princess Celestia?”

Ember shook her head slightly, looking down. “Strangely, no. I think it’s the nature of the form, but only a queen can take that form, it could be any number of reasons, really. I suspect it’s just the nature of that form, so much power required for it.” She shrugged, then took her griffon form again.

“Oh well, that is still cool that you can do that.” He chuckled softly, then looked towards the door that creaked open, revealing Light Feather with a tray with a bowl on it.

“Well, I would like a few words with her. I believe you have classes to get ready for Quicktail, especially if you wish to be a Sky Wing.” Light Feather said as she put the tray on the nightstand and glanced at the griffin chick.

He squeaked lightly and made a mad dash out of the room, though a second later he popped his head back in and almost shouted “Thanks for the talk, Miss Ember!” before he vanished again. Ember just chuckled softly as she looked at Light Feather.

“He’s just so full of energy and curiosity. Anyway, what did you want to talk about?”

“What you are, exactly.” Light Feather pulled over a chair and sat in it, looking the fake griffin over. “You can take on an appearance that almost fully mimics what I am, you can be a pony, so why do you hide?”

Ember looked down at the bed, sighing softly. “Because of our appearance. Wouldn’t you be scared of bug ponies just suddenly coming up to you? We are a relatively peaceful race, and prefer to live beside you.” She shrugged slightly, glancing to Light Feather. “To be honest, some of each race does know we exist, but keep it a secret.”

“Why?”

“It’s how we, er, get energy. We feed on emotions.” She winced slightly, expecting some form of attack, but none came.

“So you’re like vampires?” The griffin merely raised an eyebrow.

“Yes and no. We feed on the ambient energy, we don’t need physical contact to get what we need. Just being around you gives enough, though we can bite and drain that way. It’s just… never a good idea to do that as it can cause way more harm than good.”

“Huh, so my neighbor could be one of you and I’d never know it. Certainly makes me question who is who now.”

Ember chuckled softly, glancing to the door. “I wouldn’t worry too much, Light Feather. Changelings are few and far between, and we make a point of blending in to gather energy for our… hive.” She trailed off, looking down slightly.

Light Feather raised an eyebrow and tilted her head slightly, “Something wrong?”

Ember shook her head. “Just no home to go to, that’s all.”

“Is that why you were wanting to go to Equestria? You know it won’t be easy during this time.”

“I just feel there is something there for me. Like a final message from my qu.. er… Mother.” Ember glanced up at Light Feather, “But I owe you something, so I should find a way to repay you first.”

Light Feather shook her head. “Consider it me showing you there is good in the world. Now, how does going from hooves to paws actually work?” Ember shrugged.

“I never really thought about it, honestly.” Ember looked at one of her paws, engulfed it in fire to replace it with a hoof. “Probably just one of the quirks of being what I am.”

“And that makes you look really weird, heh.”

“I suppose doing this kinda does huh?” Ember wiggled the hoof a little, before returning it to a paw.

Ember spent the next day in bed as well, though she kept Quicktail entertained as well as helping him with some of his schooling. While she could speak griffin, writing and reading it were another story. Not to say she was horrible at it, she could read it well, writing it was her weak point. The benefit of being a changeling meant she could speak any language just fine.

“Have to know a lot to be a Sky Wing, huh?” Ember asked, chuckling softly.

“Yup! I want to follow in Dad’s claw steps!” Quicktail beamed as he looked over a history book.

Ember shook her head with a grin. “I am sure he’d be proud of you, but I think you still have a ways to go. And you may want to work your body, as well as your mind.” She gently poked at Quicktail, making him giggle.

“I get plenty of exercise each day.” Quicktail sat back and flexed his arm, “See! I’ll be buff for the Sky Wings in no time and be ready for when I come of age!”

“And he’ll make his father proud, no doubt.” Light Feather's voice came from the doorway as she walked in, carrying a log with her. Ember watched her and raised an eyebrow.

“What’s with the log?”

“My art, though you haven't seen my other works of art yet. Quicktail, would you be a dear and go get one for her?” Light Feather asked as she sat with her back to the bed, setting the log in front of her. Quicktail nodded quickly and bounced off the bed, dashing out of the room.

“Oh yeah, you mentioned live wood carvings, didn't you?” Ember scooted a little to the edge of the bed to watch the griffin work.

“Yes, I do,” she said, right as Quicktail came back in, a small wooden statue on his back as he trotted up to the bed. Ember grabbed it, and looked over the very well crafted figure of a male griffin. She looked over the features and paid attention to its head.

“It's my father, who is currently in the Sky Wings. I hope he is doing okay at the moment, we haven't heard from him,” Quicktail said with a hint of sadness.

Ember gasped softly as she recognized who the statue was modeled after, She then grinned and handed it back to him. “He is doing fine, though he may be a bit worse for wear.”

“Oh? How do you know?” Light Feather asked, already having a small pile of wood chips around her.

“I treated him just a few days ago. As long as the dragons haven't done anything, he should be already be up and walking. Just ask him if he remembers a green dragon with… uhh… glowy claws.” She grinned sheepishly. “This statue is very well done.”

“Thanks, would you like one?”

“I couldn't ask for one, I am already imposing too much.”

“It's no trouble at all.”

Ember looked at the statue again, sighing softly. “If you want. A unicorn, male. If you wouldn't mind.”

“Oh? Why would you want one of that?” Light Feather looked up at her. “Not saying I can't do that, which I can. But why?”

“Be a reminder of someone I’ve… lost.” She sighed, looking down at the bed and closing her eyes. “His name was Talon, and…” She trailed off as she felt a few feathers touch her beak.

“Say no more, did he have a favored mark?” Light Feather retracted her wing as Quicktail looked between the two.

“Is this something I won't understand till I’m older?” Quicktail asked as he kept looking between them.

“Right kiddo,” Ember said softly, as she turned to look at Light Feather. “I would for his natural form, but I don't want to give anything away.”

She nodded as she altered her work to start on a unicorn. “I understand. One unicorn stallion coming up.”

The next couple of hours went by with a hint of silence as Ember helped Quicktail with studies while Light Feather clawed away at the wood. Once night fell, Quicktail was ushered to bed as Light Feather showed off a rather proud looking unicorn stallion to Ember.

“Like it?” She let it stand on the bed as Ember looked it over.

“He’d be proud to be captured like that.” She sighed, picking it up and looking it over.

“You never did answer the question about the Cutie Mark. I know all ponies have one.”

“A unicorn horn, with a pair of wings at it's base,” She handed it to the griffin, “He said that he’d conjure up his wings in that form, since he favored it as well as his natural form.”

“Didn't care to be a pegasus?” Light Feather started to etch it in.

“He didn't mind that one, but he favored the unicorn more. Just felt natural to him, like me.”

“Can I ask what happened?”

“Sure, but I don't rightly know myself. Some fellow mates and I landed after doing some work. We were jumped by drakes, and I fled after that. It's kind of a blur, but I suspect my home is crushed, my friends dead or captured, and I'm alone. And I’m being depressing, I can tell.” Ember looked up at the griffin who wore a sad expression.

“You could stay here.”

Ember shook her head. “I don't want you to get into trouble.”

“There is no trouble in providing a temporary home to a traveler.”

Fine Feathery Friends

Ember awoke feeling warm and comfortable with something soft and equally warm behind her. It seemed that Quicktail had joined her in bed. Though what actually woke her was currently knocking on the door to her home.

“Ember? Are you home?” The voice sounded familiar and it took her a minute to realize who it was.

“Oh gosh! Witchy! I’ll be ready in a few minutes!” she shouted back, making the knocking stop, and also waking up her bed companion. The griffin yawned widely as he slowly opened his eyes, looking to Ember who flopped out of bed onto the floor.

“Why does your voice sound weird?” She heard through the door. Ember stopped and looked down at herself, she was in her natural form. She squeaked and quickly took on her unicorn form, glancing back at the griffin.

“Uh, it's the door. I kind of had a sound muffling spell on it. And before you ask, I had company over!”

“Oh?” She heard questioningly through the door. “Do we get to meet the lucky pony?”

Quicktail looked at Ember, who was still struggling with the blanket being wrapped around herself. He chuckled and glanced to the door. “Possibly.”

“...That sounded like a griffin.”

“Quite possibly,” chuckled Ember as she fumbled towards the door and unlocked it. She opened it and peeked out, seeing Witch standing there with a silly grin. She opened the door fully. “Sorry, guess I overslept.”

“Yeah! We had a tea date set up and we’re gonna be late at this rate.” She paused, looking inside to see Quicktail lazily getting dressed. “He can come too.” He stopped and glanced over.

“Come where?”

“The Fine Brew Tea Room & Pub.” She stated matter of factly. “All are welcome to come, and we are helping Leaf get ready for his trip to Saddle Arabia.” She grinned at him.

“Huh, I’ve heard of that place. Guess I’ll get to sample your fine teas.” He grinned back, “As soon as Ember untangles herself from the blanket.” He chuckled as Ember continued to flail around in the blanket. “Ember, magic.”

She stopped and looked up at him. “Oh, right.” She used her magic to untangle herself, grinning sheepishly as she did. “I sometimes forget I have magic, ok?”

Quicktail just chuckled, “I can join for tea, then I have to check in with the Embassy. They are probably wondering where I am.”

“Good! I am curious how you know Ember.” Witchy grinned at the griffin, “So you can tell me over tea.” She turned to leave the house, “I’ll meet you both there, since you need a few minutes to get cleaned up.”

“Okay.” They both said as Ember pointed to the bathroom.

“You first, Quicktail.”

“Yes ma’am.” He saluted with a joking smile as he scampered towards the bathroom.

“So you met her in the griffin kingdoms?” Leaf asked, sipping some of his tea. Leaf Wind, Witching hour, Ember, and Quicktail were all sitting around a table.

“More like on the edge of it, where my village was. She spent a few nights at my place because she overextended herself.” Quicktail chuckled as Ember watched him carefully. Quicktail looked at her. “It's true. All that running you did from your home.”

Ember let out a soft sigh, nodding some. “Yeah.” She took a long gulp of her tea as Quicktail just chuckled. Leaf and Witch looked at each other and shrugged.

“That was nearly two decades ago, and you just saw each other last night,” Leaf commented. “I know, me and Dee saw you two leave the castle last night. It was interesting to see you hug a griffin like that.” He grinned as Ember blushed, looking towards her cup.

“First friend outside of my home village and we got to know each other well. It was nice to see him again and obtain his dream,” Ember looked up at Leaf and Witch with a silly grin.

“Dream?”

“The Sky Wings.” Quicktail thumped his chest proudly. “Only a lieutenant right now, but…” he trailed off, glancing to Ember. “I may see about staying on with the Embassy now.”

“Why the decision?” Witch asked, tilting her head.

“It's nice and quiet here. Well, aside from the return of various figureheads anyway,” He chuckled with a shrug. “Otherwise, it beats the fangs and scales of our neighbors.” He grinned, looking towards Ember. “And the view is nice.”

Ember definitely picked up on that, her cheeks turning red as she eyed her cup. The amount of love getting directed at her from a single griffin was certainly something she wasn't used to.

“Right, uh. Quicktail. Shouldn't you go check in with the Embassy?”

“That I should.” He kept his grin as he gathered what little he brought with him. “I assume you have no plans tonight?” Ember nodded slightly, earning a chuckle from the others at the table. “Till then, madamoiselle.” He bowed slightly, leaving a few bits on the table for his tea, and left.

The moment he was gone, Leaf burst out laughing as Witch jabbed him in the side, knocking him out of the chair. Ember was unaware of what all was going on as she kept staring at her cup.

“Ember?” Witch asked gently.

“Mm?” Ember slowly looked up at her, her cheeks burning at the moment.

“First time dealing with a special some… griff?” Witch paused, chuckling to herself.

“Mmm.” Ember slowly nodded.

“Well, it's about time you found somepony worth it!” Leaf said as he picked himself up. “You’re, what? 35? A little past your prime, but I bet you know all the fancy techniques too MMPH!” He was suddenly cut off as a glow of magic closed his mouth. Witch’s horn glowing as she shot him a glare.

Ember looked between the two. “40, actually. But where I'm from, I'm still… in my prime, as you put it.”

They both looked at her wide eyed, Witch letting Leafs mouth go. “Really?”

Ember gazed upwards, “At some point in my family history, drakes mingled… Don't ask how, I'm sure magic was involved.”

“You look to be in your early 30s!”

“Would of been nice to inherit the scales, instead of the slow aging.” Ember shrugged some, taking a gulp of her tea.

“So, any techniques then that drakes would know?” Leaf casually remarked, nearly making Ember choke on her tea. Leaf started laughing again as he got pushed out of the chair by Witch, again.

Ember trotted up to the reception desk of the Clinic with a bit more bounce in her step then most ponies were used to seeing with her. She grinned as she looked at Light Gaze. “So, who's my first patient of the day?”

“Somepony had a nice weekend.” He chuckled softly, sliding over a folder. “A Mr. Lode Stone hurt himself mining out under the castle.”

“Oh. A mining accident and.. wait, he came here?” Ember raised an eyebrow. “Wonder why.” She shrugged and pranced her way over to the exam room. Light Gaze just chuckling as he watched her go.

She opened the door, stepped in and closed it behind her, “So. Lode Stone, you hurt -” She turned and stopped, her eyes going wide at the red and green spotted earth pony sitting on the exam bed. What made her stop was actually the fact the pony guise was faintly transparent, signaling her that this pony was a changeling.

But not just any changeling, its carapace on its back was a deep ruby red, and the wings folded at its sides appeared bat-like. It also had a thicker tail instead of the frayed horse tail. The earth pony disguised changeling kept grinning as he looked back at the shocked Ember.

“You were saying, Doc?”

“T...Torch? Is that you?” Ember took a step towards him. The pony just grinned wider.

“I haven't been called that in nearly a decade, I go by Lode Stone now,” He moved his arm, gesturing to his side. “And I appear to have hurt myself.”

Ember shook her head quickly, moving up to look at the wound. “Blunt trauma. You did say it was a mining accident…” she trailed off, looking up at him. “We can prescribe something to help mend the carapace in the area. How...did…”

“Are you open for dinner later?” He asked as he put a hoof to her mouth. She nodded faintly. “After your shift is over. You can take me to dinner and we can do all the catching up there, ok Ember?”

Ember squeaked and nodded. She levitated over a sheet of paper that had some scribble on it. “Here… I’ll be at the Fine Brew Tea Room and Pub tonight. If I'm not, look for a tabby colored griffin. That’s Quicktail.”

Lode Stone nodded, hoping off the table with a wince. He took the note and started towards the door, stopping once he heard Ember talk again.

“I’d suggest you stop working for a day or two, let that heal. Added to that is a note excusing you from work.”

Lode Stone nodded again and made his exit, leaving Ember behind. She eventually exited the exam room, looking incredibly distracted as she was the rest of the day. She was eventually excused early after explaining why she was so distracted.

That night, Ember was the first at the tea shop, sitting at a table by herself. She was staring at a cup until she heard someone clear their throat. She glanced up and saw Quicktail standing there.

“Are you okay, Ember?” he asked gently as he sat. She nodded slightly, going back to staring at her cup.

“I saw a… familiar face,” she sighed softly. “He should be here soon.”

“Was it Talon?” He tilted his head slightly. She shook her head.

“It was another from my hi… home…” Ember let out another soft sigh right as Quicktail perked up and glanced to his side just as a familiar red and green earth pony trotted up.

“You must be Quicktail,” Lode Stone extended a hoof, which Quicktail took with a nod.

“And you are…?”

“Lode Stone.” He grinned, sitting by the pair as Embers blush returned faintly.

“And you’re from the Ruby Home as well?” Quicktail grinned, leaning forward and resting his beak on a paw.

“Er, yeah. Haven't heard it called that before.” Lode Stone glanced to Ember. “How much does he know?”

“Everything.” Ember mumbled.

“So he..?”

“Yup.”

Lode Stone looked Quicktail over, “How long have you known?”

“I met her almost two decades ago. I’ve known since then.” Quicktail nodded.

“Well, I can go into detail later I'm sure. But for now,” Lode Stone looked at Ember, “You’re number four that I’ve found from our...home.” Ember quickly looked at him as he shook his head, “No, Talon was not among them.” Ember sighed.

“You and Talon must of been really close.” Quicktail said, looking away.

Ember let out a soft sigh. “Like a brother to me.” She reached across and put a hoof on his paw. “Nothing like what you feel for me,” she grinned warmly as he grinned back. Lode Stone looked between them, starting to chuckle.

“Our little Ember grew up and found a special somepony, hehe.” He grinned widely as Ember blushed and glared at him. “Anywho; I found Spark, Brimstone, and Gemstone. So you make number four that I’ve found.”

Ember gasped, “Brimstone was captured by the drakes when we returned just before that…”

“Rainbow streak thing, yeah. I felt it pass through us and I think it originated in the Queen's chambers.” Lode Stone shrugged. “I can tell you how I escaped the destruction after I let the others know I found you. It will take maybe two weeks for them to get here, maybe three.”

“Why so long?” Ember tilted her head, looking confused.

“Well, Spark and Gemstone are in the Crystal Empire. And Brimstone is basically next door. He’s in Ponyville helping out Nurse Redheart on occasion. He also bounces over to Cloudsdale to help there.” He shrugged slightly, “Getting him here isn't a problem, it's Spark that is.”

“Why is that?” Quicktail asked, finally adding into the conversation. “Also, why are two of... you… in the Crystal Empire?”

Lode Stone rubbed the back of his neck as he grinned slightly, “You know what we like best, right?” Quicktail nodded slowly, “Turns out the Crystal Empire, uh, tingles. Considering Spark is right under Shining Armor’s nose. He is one of the Crystal Guard. They can explain that better.”

“Ah, I’ll be out of Canterlot at that point. Returning to the Sky Wings and telling them that I’d like to stay here,” Quicktail glanced at Ember, “And… telling Light Feather who I found.”

Ember watched Quicktail, chuckling softly. “And who you wish to stay with? I’m sure she’ll love that.”

“Does she know too?” They both nodded at Lode Stone, who sighed and looked directly at Ember. “What, did you just go tell everypony on your way here?”

“No! I… er…” She looked down, “Maybe…A lot happened for me to get here!” She looked back to Lode Stone, “Drakes attacking, and… It’s a long story.”

Lode Stone put a hoof up. “Save it for when everypony is here, ok?”

Author's Note

Leaf Wind is Sylvian's. Witching Hour is Witching Hour's. Rest are all me!