The Alicorn

When my work shift ended the sun was already setting. Turbulent asked me to meet him at a little wooden outpost tower in the outskirts of Fonda. The tower was our favorite place to hang out after a long work day, we did ever since we were colts.

When I finally got there Turbulent was hovering above the building as he was waiting for me. It was the same as I always remember, cracked windows, crooked door mantels, and chipping paint. We loved it.

He landed on the grass as he saw me galloping up the hill.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, but I’m finally here!” I wheezed.

He didn’t look surprised, “ I don’t blame you, covering all of that land must have been exhausting.” I couldn’t of teleported here using my magic, since I’ve been using my horn all day to levitate wood and chop down trees. It always needs a little downtime.

“But that’s beside the point, I’ll meet you at the top.” He said.

A few moments later I opened the hatch to the flat roof, then I trotted over to Turbulent, “The stars are really shining tonight.” I said, intrigued. “To bad we can’t go up there.”

“I’ve tried, I went far above the cloud layer, then-“ I interrupted.

“You passed out and broke both of your wings.” I chuckled. “Grounded for two weeks, the weather team wasn’t so happy.”

“If only we could reach them, and get away from this isolated town for once.” sighed Turbulent. Fonda never traded or even interacted with other settlements. We grow all of our food and build all of our houses with no help from any other towns, Fonda is all of the world we know other than the unreachable stars.

Several minutes passed only with my friend and I gazing longingly at the cosmos.

It was almost nine o’clock and I figured I should be heading home, “Sorry Turbulent, but I gotta go.”

“Okay, do you want to meet up here again next week?” he asked.

“Sure, I’ll see you-“ but as I was about to finish my sentence, I saw something on the horizon, black dots, some hovering and others
on the ground.

“What are you staring at Crimson?” he asked as he also turned his head to the west, he was probably as dumbfounded as I was, nothing has ever arrived at the town, much less an entire herd. As the dots got closer, their shapes became more defined, they were ponies, but not ones we have seen before. All of them were pitch black, with translucent wings, fangs, bug-like eyes, holes in their hooves, and a horn much like a Unicorn’s, but curved upward.

Turbulent and I exchanged looks, all I knew was that our lives would never be the same ever again.