My Little Ultima: Quest of the Avatar

The old comes closer to you and lends you a hoof up. He smiles at you, visibly pleased at finding you.

“This is most exciting! I'm probably the first to discover an initiate!” The old pony continued to jump around in happiness. You look down at your sister, who looked amused by the antics of the old coot. He composed himself. “But where are my manners,” he cleared his throat, “my name is the One.” He took another bow. “I am the first of many Seekers, sent to find those worthy of becoming the Avatar.” He looked all across your body inspecting you. “And what is your name?”

You tell him your name which gets an excited squee from him.

“Interesting name indeed!” He went down to my little sisters level. “And what is your name little one?”

“I'm Lizzy, and you're weird.” The old pony chuckled.

“I know I am. HAHA!” His face of joy suddenly disappeared, and a face of grim replaced it. “Listen, you need to be in Canterlot by tomorrow night. Celestia is calling upon the finest ponies in the land, and you're one of them.” You shake your head in frustration.

“Listen, I don't know if you have a condition or anything, but I'm not the best in the land” you say.

“Ah, you're quite humble aren't you? Well maybe being showered with fame will change all that hmm?” You and your sister look at each other visibly confused. “Just show up in Canterlot in two days. We'll explain everything then.” He went off towards Canterlot. “Oh I knew I'd be the first. Everybody said I wouldn't be the first but Celestia did call me “the ONE” for a reason. Better than my other name. A good guide is never named Spoon.” With that he was gone. You look back to your sister and put her on your back and walk home.

“Are you going to Canterlot tomorrow?”

“I don't think I have a choice. Princess Celestia called for me, she's pretty much the boss of the land.”

“Well if she were a good boss, maybe she wouldn't have gotten herself in a coma.” Your little sister had a point. Celestia wasn't a beacon of hope anymore. She lost it when she was overpowered and knocked out. And because of this, thousands of ponies lost their lives, even those closest to you weren't safe.

“Celestia is a good Princess Lizzy, she's been trying to fix everything since the war ended.”

“But Mom, Dad, Thundercracker, and Holly are still gone. She's a goddess isn't she? Why doesn't she use her power to bring the ones lost back?” You felt a lump in your throat. There was no way to answer that without breaking her heart.

“She isn't all powerful Lizzy. All she can do is defend us.” You feel little droplets on the back of your neck.

“I miss them so much.” As you enter the house you make your way to your sisters room where you set your sister to sleep. You give her a big hug.

“Get some sleep kiddo. We're going to the capital tomorrow.” She looks up at you with a smile.

“I'm coming along?” You lightly bop her on the head.

“I can't leave you along here. Think of it as a mini vacation.” She snuggles up with her blanket and goes to sleep. You head to your room and look in the mirror. The symbol has moved from your chest to your cutie mark area.

“It took my Cutie Mark?” The Mark you previously had was now gone. But the symbol was now black, losing it's gold color. You close the door in your room and head towards the bed. You slump your head down on the pillows and slowly tear up. Life hadn't been particularly fair with you. Losing your family, surviving the war, working to support yourself and your sister, and just when you think you have it figured out, Celestia comes in and ruins it. You close your eyes and go to sleep.

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You awaken in a green field with the sun shining down upon you. There's nobody else with you except for a gypsy with a table.

“Where am I?” you ask. She is playing with Taroh Cards.

“Where decisions are made of course. And there are some that you must make here. Allow me to ask you this, are you a boy or a girl?” You stand puzzled by that question.

“What are you talking about? Of course I am a -”

*Readers, vote A. for Boy and B. for Girl.

“Ah but of course you are. Now what type of warrior are you young one?” She places three different cards in front of you. “You can be the mighty Earth Pony Warrior. No creature can challenge your strength. Or you can be a mighty Unicorn Mage, your knowledge of the mystic arts cannot be compared. Or perhaps the role of the Pegasus Rogue suits you more? Sneaking and being clever is your way yes?” You look around at the cards, they are all great in their own way. But you can only be one, you choose...

*Readers, vote 1. for Warrior, 2. for Mage, or 3. for Rogue.

“I had a feeling you'd choose that one.” The gypsy got up and walked towards you. “This is the stars way of guiding you to who you will become.”

“And who is that?” you ask.

“The Avatar.” She touches your head and you wake up in your bed with a greater knowledge of skills at your command. It is still night outside, a beautiful night created by Luna.

“I think I'm in way over my head here.” With that you fall back asleep, thinking of what is to come.