The guardian: Origins

Me and the princess were in the main dining hall, she had turned 1 years old a few days' prier. she had just finished her dinner I had made for her. I remember the look on her face it was dirty with the food but I could see her smile right through all of the mess she made. I cast a spell to clean up the mess she had made as I walked to her.

"Looks like it is time for you to take a bath," I said as I levitated her out of her high chair.

No one was around because it was getting late the only ponies left were the royal guards but they mostly stayed outside of the castle and guard it from there. So I had no trouble walking around the castle with her, but if by any chance a guard were to come inside I learned to easily transform into Hydrus or any of the other mages. So I continued walked down the hall until I got into the bathroom, I filled the bathtub with water while making sure the water isn't too hot or too cold, I also put some of the bubble soap and toys she like to play with in the tub.

I grabbed her and slowly put her in the bathtub. As she splashed around and played with her toys I would get the washcloths and soap and made sure she was nice and clean from her main to cleaning the holes on her legs and hooves. Once I was done cleaning her I let her play in the tub a bit longer before taking her out and drying her with the towel. I then brushed her mane and took her to her room because the night sky was approaching.

When we got to her room she looked at me and I could instantly tell that she wanted to play a little longer before she goes to sleep. I didn't see much harm in it, in fact it could help her with her motor skills.

"Okay," I said as I headed to the toy box. "let's see what we got he... Ah here we go"

I pulled out one of her favorite toys to play with, especially when I was around. It was a small crown and little rattle that looked exactly like a scepter. She played with it like a game of follow the leader, she would sit down and point at me which meant I was supposed to sit down and when I did she would smile and laugh and sometimes she would clap, but if I didn't listen she would just keep pointing at me but with a sad face until a did what she did.

I don't know who found it more entertaining me or her. I liked hearing her cute little laugh, so I did as she did without any second thought at all.

Soon the sun was gone and the moon started to rise into the sky. I looked at her and she looked so tired, she would try to keep her head up but it would keep on trying to fall. Her eyes were barely open anymore, so I took off her crown and her scepter and put them back in the toy box. I picked her up and brought her to her bed and tucked her in.

She was about to go to sleep, but before she did she let out one word.

"Daddy," She said faintly as she went straight into slumber with a smile on her face.

I couldn't believe what I had heard from her.

'She called me ... Daddy?' I thought as I stood beside her.

I looked at her with a smile on my face and tears running down my cheeks. I walked to the window and looked at the night sky and was in my thoughts for a moment.

I then fell on the floor crying tears of joy and sadness.

'What am I to do?' I thought. 'I am not her father; I am her guardian. I am raising her as if I am, so what is the problem? What would happen if she found out about her real father?'

Many questions and thoughts would race through my head all that night. Without any information on what to do I laid there with tears in my eyes, just waiting until something came to me.

Nothing did.

I then soon accepted it and had her call me daddy and father until the day when she is old enough to understand what had happened to her real father.

A few days later she started to talk more, of course not much was said but she made a way to make it clear on what she is trying to say.

"Wawa," She would say as she pointed to a sippy-cup on the table.

Of course I would levitate the cup get some fresh clean water and give her the cup.

Soon she started to learn levitation magic just by watching me and would get her own stuff. That then was the time at which I would have to watch her even closer to make sure she doesn't harm herself.

I then started to teach her what she needed to know, much like magic, speech, reading, writing, and many other things.

By the age of 12 She was taught more about how to be a ruler and what it is expected of her on the day of the coronation. I then realized how old she was then thought that maybe it was time for her to know the truth.

as we were walking down the large corridor I stopped and she soon did the same.

"I need to tell you something," I struggled to said as I looked down at her.

"Yes, what is it?" she said looking at me confused.

She looked at me and saw my eyes filled with tears as I struggle to speak to her.

She came close to me and asked, "Dad, what's wrong?"

"I am not your father!" I tearfully stated.

"What?" She gasped while stepping back in surprise

"Your father had died many years ago," I explained. "The day after your very birth your father and mother had left to visit a far off kingdom. Everything was fine until something unknown had killed them."

She stood there crying as she heard this story, not wanting to believe a word a said.

She looked up at me and cried "This can't be true. Please tell me this isn't true."

I looked away not wanting to see her cry.

"I'm sorry but that is what happened," I explained.

She then ran into her room and spent the next half hour crying about what had transpired.

When she finally came out of her room, her eyes red and covered with tears.

"Are you okay?" I asked with concern in my voice.

She sniffed "Yeah I think I am better now."

After some time, we sat down and discussed what had happened and it made her feel a little bit better, but I could still see a sad look on her face. Then she started to ask questions about me, like who I am and why I never pull down my hood.

One question she eventually asked even left me confused.

"Who are you?" she asked

"I am your guardian, you already asked that," I answered.

"No, what is your name?" she said

I thought for a while and eventually replied, "I don't have one."

"Why?" She asked with a confused look on her face

"I guess I was never given one," I replied now also as confused as her.

"Can I give you one?" She looked at me with her head tilted a bit

"Sure, if it makes you feel better." I said with a little smile

"yay!" She said as she jumped with joy.

Lost in her thoughts she tried to think of a name for me. She had been thinking for so long and I waiting that we lost track of time. It had been an hour and a half by the time she spoke again spitting out two words to be used as my name.

Shadow Jumper.