Dark's Altar Days

It took a few hours to get out of the woods and to the base of Canterlot’s mountain. I turned to the wonderbolts and said, “Fly up slowly behind me and try to not look suspicious. Nod your heads if you understand.” I felt relief when they all nodded. Then I grabbed mine, Spitfire’s and Fleetfoot’s bags and flew up. Halfway to the mountain. I traded Fleetfoot for her bag, so if I was caught, I would look like I messed up and was switching my bags.

I cleared the wall with no problems, then I was waiting from the wonderbolts when I heard, “Who are you, and what it your business for flying into Canterlot?”

I turned around to see a lunar guard standing there. If I had my armor on I wouldn’t have been asked, but that’s in my bags. I stood straight and said, “Dark Days, One of Celestia’s personal guards.”

The guard sighed and said, “You do know that nighttime is the Lunar guard's watch?”

I nodded and said, said as I pulled out my helmet, “I do know that, I was on business where a train station isn’t, so I need to be getting back home. I’m really tired. The guard nodded then left. I sighed, and when I turned around, I almost scream. Right behind me were the wonderbolt. As I was catching my breath, I said as I dropped Spitfire’s and Fleetfoot’s bag in front of Spitfire, “Hand me Fleetfoot and pick up the bags.” She undid the rope around Fleetfoot’s feet, then her hands and placed her on the ground. I walked up to Fleetfoot’s body and picked her up. She stopped panting a while ago. She looked asleep, but I didn’t know if she was dead or not. I ran into an alley, then turned around to see that the others were following me.

After a few close calls, some chases, and spotlights. I finally reached my home. I opened the door and flipped on the switch. Empty bottles were all over, dirty clothes were scattered on the floor, and, well you get the picture, I’m a mess. I passed my pictures and went into my room. I placed Fleetfoot on the bed, then turned to the others and said, “I want you all to pick a bedroom and unpack, then go sit on the couch naked, but leave your uniforms with me.” They walked out of the room and split up. I went to my closet and started digging through it. When I found what I was looking for. I did some tests on Fleetfoot. It turns out that she doesn’t have a pulse and her brain is dead. I sat down on the bed and sighed as I placed my hand on her breast without thinking, I killed a wonderbolt, maybe more. I heard a small breath that scared me. I turned around to see her chest rising and falling. I started squeezing her breast as I moved it. She started moaning with pleasure. I quickly stopped in case somepony was passing by. I looked out the window to see no pony. I turned around and headed out the door.

The others were sitting on the couch naked, I started to do the test and they all didn’t have a pulse and their brains were dead. Then he said, “Spitfire and Blaze, you two play with each other, and Surprise and Misty, play with each other. keep it quiet.”

Spitfire tackled Blaze and started kissing her as she massaged her breast. Blaze was surprised by the pleasure coming really quick, then she moved her hand down and started fingering Spitfire. Spitfire started moaning, but it was muffled with them kissing. I looked at Surprise and Misty to see that Surprise had her head between Misty legs as she was fingering herself. I ran to Misty’s side, not to see what was going on, but to stop Misty from screaming. The last thing I needed as a bunch of guards barging in, and seeing four “dead” wonderbolts sitting on my couch having sex. I covered her mouth and said, “Become rag dolls and sleep.” Spitfire rolled off the couch, hitting her head, while Blaze had her fingers in, Blaze was still on the couch, Surprise laid on the ground with her face into the couch, and Misty had her head down, and that’s basically it. I looked at them, then I felt something wet. I looked at my hand to see Misty drooled on it. I jerked my hand away and wiped it on her pants. I pulled Blaze’s finger out of Spitfire and said as I checked Spitfire’s condition from banging her head, “Remember that you are in charge on the wonderbolts. Does your office have the addresses to every wonderbolt, including you.” She said nothing, just nodded.

I walked into the kitchen and cooked dinner, I was about to call them once dinner was done, but stopped. Since they’re dead, they might not be able to eat. I finished eating and said as I got up, “Time for bed, head to your room, and go to sleep. Tomorrow, I want this place clean before I get home from grabbing some clothes back from your homes. If I’m not home before 7:00 tomorrow night. I want you all to head to the palace and take the note that I’m going to leave on the table to Celestia or Luna, and start taking orders from them until I come get you.” The four wonderbolt got up and went to their rooms.

I was heading to my room when I stopped by the pictures. I looked at the ones of my family, me and my twin on nightmare night. Birthdays, and other holidays when I was young. The next pictures were some of my friends. Then I noticed one was one the ground. I picked it up to see that it was Spitfire and me at the gala. I was watching Celestia, then it got chaotic and I landed on top of Spitfire and landed in the cake. After a bit yelling at each other. We stopped to see everypony was staring at us, well mostly Spitfire since she was on the bottom and landed in the cake. I grew up with embarrassment, so it didn’t bother me that my nose was a bit of cake. I grabbed some napkins and said as I handed them to Spitfire, “Nothing to see here. It’s basically a party go have fun, dance, eat, or socialize. The crowd dispersed and I was left with Spitfire who was still cleaning up. After that, we’ve become friends. I visit here when Celestia went to see the shows.

I shook my head and headed to my room to see Fleetfoot was still on my bed. I picked her up and said as I carried her to her room, “Fleetfoot, I want you to run to the store, pick some stuff for me off the list that will be right next to you in the morning, use some of my clothes to disguise yourself so you don’t have any attention drawn to yourself.” After I written the notes I placed one on the table and the other next to Fleetfoot’s bed, then I went to bed.