Sitting in the park I hear a myriad of noises. Some of them are just talking, others playful and gleeful yelps, but one sticks out that makes me start to sweat. A single pony singing on a bench not too far away. I believe the name of this pony is 'Blossomforth'. She is singing about the flower in her hoof as she is looking down at it. Other ponies such as Roseluck and Daisy come closer with their own flowers in hoof. They begin to sing together, and I get up and march towards them.

"No! No singing!" I say in an irritated tone.

They look at me in confusion and then hang their heads while walking away in different directions.

Not again.. I will not be involved in another song again.. Not after the wrapping up of winter and the ponies and the singing. No. Never again. I thought it would be fun! I thought it'd be cool to see a song sung in person! Nope, just annoying and longer than I thought. Only a fraction of the song was shown in the show, while the real one took THREE HOURS! I am done with ponies singing.

I sigh and start walking back to Boutique to make something to eat, when I noticed that a familiar and rarely seen orange filly with a deep pink mane. Scootaloo seems to be by herself, practicing tricks on her scooter. After a couple successful tricks she sits down and looks up in the sky. Pegasi are flying above, doing tricks around each other and laughing too. I see her features dim slightly as she sighs as well, getting back on her scooter and going into town. I follow her, curious about her living arrangements.

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I end up watching her enter the front of a house that I remember seeing her exit in the show during that flag episode. The length of the home however was underplayed completely. I watch her go to the door and look at it for a few seconds before shaking her head and opening it. I follow quickly behind and knock on it right after she closes it. An audible 'huh?' is heard through the door and it is opened once again, revealing a Scootaloo that looks confused, and then slightly panicked.

"Hello! I tried to tell you how cool those tricks you were doing were, but you were so fast I didn't get to tell you. I just wanted to let you know that I think you're awesome!" I say in a cliche voice, but backed with genuine feelings.

Scootaloo's eyes brighten and a smile creeps onto her face before a loud yell comes from inside the home.

"Scootaloo!" a mature female voice calls out. "Come here this instant! You are not allowed to answer the door at this hour!

Huh?... I wonder who.. Wait.. I do remember something about who she lives with, but I can't...

"Coming Auntie Lofty!" Scootaloo says with a groan and trots deeper into the house and onto what sounds like kitchen tile.

Murmuring is heard from the direction Scootaloo went and she comes back towards the door just to go up the stairs near it. After a second or two however, she stops and comes to the door.

"Thanks for the compliment. Though I think you were lying since I can't fly, so I don't think I'm that awesome at all.. I just wish I was as cool as Rainbow Dash." Scootaloo says with a sad smile.

I look at her with sympathy rising in my body and instantly kneel down and pat her head.

"You have done things that I've never seen anyone else ever do. You are a cool filly." I utter softly, making sure she knows I am being serious.

Scootaloo then does something that has happened quite frequently since I've come to this world. As I wrap my arms around her and feel her tears hit my shoulder, I also feel a warmth overtake my body and a smile form on my face. She looks around and wipes away her tears, smiling and running upstairs in a happy manner. A few seconds after she goes upstairs a mare with a Hawaiian-esque cutie mark with a heart sunset and a dirty blonde mane walks up to the door with a smile.

"Thank you stranger. Scootaloo doesn't have many friends on account of her lack of a cutie mark, and it's nice to see her smile genuinely at such sweet words. It's a bit late now, but come back at a reasonable time and I'll be glad to introduce you to me and my mare. Oh, I am her one of her aunts, Holiday. You are?.." Holiday says with small glance up and down my most likely strange figure.

"My name is Devan Whitney, pleased to make your acquaintance." I answer with a cliche and formal bow.

"Ooohhh, a gentlecolt. Well, pleased to meet you as well." she replies with a smirk and a small bow in return.

She's really nice... I do remember something about her living with two aunts in some official book.. Interesting.

"Well, I better get going. I have errands to run myself, but I'll be sure to come visit another day." I say with candor.

Holiday just nods with a smile and turns around to close the door, while I walk off towards the market.

I hope that some stalls are still open, it is pretty late but I wanted to get a couple things...

On the way there I see Sweetie Belle staring at a rock before suddenly pointing her horn towards it, sparks shooting from the sides of it. A few pained and effort-filled grunts later and she gives up, staring at the non-moving stone with a sigh.

I see that she doesn't know how to use magic well yet.. I'd teach her but that's not my place, plus it's supposed to happen later. I can at least push her towards Scootaloo though. They seemed like friends before they met Applebloom..

"Hey there Sweetie Belle." I say in a calm tone, making sure a smile was on my face.

"Oh, hi Devan... You didn't see that, did you?" Sweetie says in a somewhat bashful and nervous way.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but you seem down. Is everything okay?" I say, sitting down next to her.

"Well, I wish I could use my magic better... And I don't know many other ponies that well. I don't visit much here, but now that I am going to be staying here it just feels so lonely without any friends. I get teased a ton for not having a cutie mark. Rarity says that it will be 'Glorious Darling'." Sweetie replies with a pout.

"I'm sure it will be, but as for making some friends I happen to know of a filly who doesn't have a cutie mark yet either. Perhaps you can talk to her and try to get your cutie marks together?" I say with a grin.

Sweetie Belle looks down in surprise and thought for a second, then nods and looks up at me with determination. "You're right! I bet she feels lonely too! What's her name. I have to know now!" she says with enthusiasm and squeaks.

I laugh at her response before replying. "Her name is Scootaloo. As far as I can tell she doesn't have many friends, perhaps you can help her with that hmmm?"

Sweetie Belle nods again and runs off towards the boutique, most likely preparing for her introduction to Scootaloo.

Well, looks like my guidance is done. I suppose it's time for me to go home as well. It is getting a bit dark, and it looks like no one is selling anything anymore sooo....

I begin to once again walk towards the boutique, and finally make it with no interruptions.

I wonder if they just went to bed instantly...

As I walk in I feel a cold chill in the air along with a musty smell that invades my nostrils.

Dear god, what is that!

I look around, noticing something strange. The lights are all off.

That's... Weird. Rarity would still be up, I mean she usually stays up late....

I walk towards the kitchen and realize that a dim green light is shining from there. I sigh with relief and walk with a more relaxed pace after realizing how tense I felt. Turning the corner I smile.

"Hello Rarit----" I begin, not comprehending what I am seeing.

Obsidian is on the ground, her body mangled, torn apart and leaking a green substance. Her legs are all snapped in two and her head is cracked. The sight would have made me throw up, if not for her being in her true form. I still feel a large urge to however, and look at her face in panic. Obsidian eyes, which were more dim than usual in her real form, seem to be looking up towards something in anger and weariness before quickly looking at me in a panic, before yelling a word I am accustomed to.

"RUN!" she yells with as much strength she seemed to muster.

The figure I didn't quite realize was there instantly turns towards me, revealing a face I found vaguely familiar.

Where have I... That party I took Twilight to... That was so long ago. What is happening here!

"What the FUCK is going on here!" I yell, instantly reaching towards what seems to be that pony from long ago.

A cruel and evil smile grows on the pony's face before I feel my strength being drained but nothing happening. That is when I realize something else about this being. A black aura is twisting around it, like a barrier of some kind. I hesitate at this unfortunately, and the mysterious pony takes advantage of this and dashes towards me. A blade is at my throat at an instant. The blade must have been enchanted, for it felt as if my skin was burning immensely at the touch of it. I stop and look down at my attackers face, only to confirm my thoughts. It is that pony that danced with Twilight.

This doesn't make any sense. Who the fuck is this?!

The pony was a unique looking one with a white mane, patchy grey fur, a strange scar across their face, and feminine features.

"Oh hello there! Glad to see her little pet made it. Quite honestly, I'm surprised that you can do what you've done! Such a fascinating being, one I hope my king will enjoy making his own." says the attacker in an obviously female voice with a somewhat crazed tone.

King? The only king I have ever heard of that would have a follower like this is... Sombra? But he should still be locked up along with the Crystal Empire. Well fuck this, I don't care if she seems to be immune to magic. Nothing is infinitely strong!

I use my telekinesis to fling myself backwards, taking care to dodge the furniture behind me. The pony quickly follows me, stabbing wildly at me before the drone like rock Obsidian gave me lashes out defending me from each attack. A surprised look goes across her face before an even larger grin replaces it.

"Good! I was hoping this would be fun! Now let's see what YOU leak!" says the crazed pony, lashing out with increasing amounts of speed.

"FUCK YOU!" I say in my panicked state.

I begin to lash out with attacks of my own, wreathing my arms in the same aura I made before when sparring with Obsidian. As each of my blows reaches her barrier, and the tip of my extended aura enters it, my aura dissipates and gets sucked into the barrier, turning black and increasing the size of it.

This bitch is fucking crazy! Nothing I do works! Her barrier is stupid powerful and just completely sucks my magic away... I don't know what to use to stop it from doing that.

I notice that the rock is starting to slow down, causing me to have to dodge the attacks myself. I look at Obsidian quickly with a glance and realize her eyes are starting to close.

God damnit! Alright, there has to be SOMETHING I can do! Anything!

After a few more seconds of useless attempts to attack, the rock drops to the ground. Noticing this, she jumps at me instantly and stabs into my side with her blade. I look down, feeling pain erupt from almost every nerve in my body as her aura starts to seep into my wound. Before a second even passes however, a green flash appears behind her and a large bug like entity slashes at her with ferocity, cutting off her right front leg as she tries to defend herself. The amputated leg falls to the ground along with the blade she was using. Her reaction to this was one of happiness.

"Wow! You actually got my leg huh? Well buck, I guess I'll be leaving now. Can't quite die here, not with my king expecting so much of me. Thank you however for this wonderful experience strange being!" she says, turning towards me and grinning as blood seeps through her mouth.

The shadowy aura around her grows and consumes her before dissipating and revealing empty space. I look down at my wound, only to notice that nothing is there but a small black line. I ignore my wound for now, realizing it wasn't even half as painful as before, and instantly look up at the creature who saved me.

"Xirandine?" I say with apprehension.

A nod is all I get before another green flash happens and he turns around and rushes to Obsidian. He presses his sharp and hole filled horn against her torso, and they disappear with a bright green flash. I look around the kitchen and sigh as I see that nothing was destroyed. The floor where the leg is laying has blood pooling, but where Obsidian and Xirandine were there is no green substance.

I better be getting answers soon, or I'm going to be really damn pissed. Not only does my side feel like I've been punched twenty times in the kidney. How did Obsidian get hurt so badly? She's supposed to be training me and be some ancient being! Where did they go! Fuck... FUCK!

I get up and hobble quickly towards the window, opening it and vomiting outside.

I need to clean this up. I won't be sleeping tonight. Not after what I just saw. This land is supposed to be peaceful for Celestia's sake, but I can see that some things were hidden in the background of the show I loved. I'm going to figure out what.

I walk towards the leg and blade and begin to use my magic to clean it up before I remember something.

Oh shit! Rarity! Sweetie Belle!

I run upstairs as fast as I can manage, opening the door to Sweetie Belle's room only to find out that she is sleeping. I check Rarity's room and find the same.

Good... Both are breathing and seem fine... Nothing can change the major events of this world, but I suppose this happened. This world needs a happy ending, I cant let my presence ruin that... It's too late though, isn't it...

I sigh and feel exhaustion wash over me.

I better clean up downstairs before one of them wakes up and freaks out. Tomorrow I'll leave for Canterlot and have a nice talk with Celestia. Whether she likes it or not!

Author's Note

I got a new job. Been busy. Glad to be back to writing.