Chapters Morning. The sun sent a shimmering beam through the library’s upper window, permeating the darkness with its glow. As the light spread on the sleeping face of Twilight Sparkle, her eyes cringed and opened into the new daylight. She promptly rose out of her bed, stretched her rested limbs and back, and proceeded towards her mirror. The fragrance of hay pancakes emanated from downstairs as she brushed her bed-head into her signature hairstyle.
“Good Morning, Twilight!” Spike stated, having heard the hoof-steps of Twilight walking downstairs. “Breakfast is almost done. Made it nice and early, so you can get right to work on that project with Rainbow Dash.”
“Thanks, Spike. You and I both know how much Rainbow wants things done on time,” Twilight replied. She then levitated her schedule for the week towards herself, and checked it to remind herself of the details of her project.
Earlier that week, Rainbow Dash had an idea that developed into the planned project. She wondered, exactly how high could a Pegasus go off of initial diving velocity; that is, with no wing support whatsoever. This caused her to plan an ideal jump location and course, where she would dive, accelerate, and then pull up. Twilight was supposed to measure the distances and acceleration rates, and thus formulate the formula that would solve Rainbow’s wondering. Twilight had lent her a few books regarding dive positions and techniques, which she took home begrudgingly. It was apparent to both Twilight and Rainbow that she wouldn’t study them, but neither said anything regarding this cumulative thought.
Twilight put her schedule away and shifted her attention to her breakfast. As she began to eat, she struck up a pleasant conversation with Spike.
“Do you have any particular plans for today, Spike?” she inquired before taking a bite of pancake.
“Me? Nah.” Spike shrugged. “I’ll probably just work on my present for Rarity.”
“Oh! Speaking of, how have you been doing with that?” Twilight asked. Spike had been working on a sculpture of Rarity made of clay. He had spent weeks sculpting it just right, trying to get an absolutely perfect effigy of his beloved unicorn. Twilight assisted his endeavor by providing proper sculpting materials, along with how-to books for beginning sculptors. His goal was to present it to Rarity for her birthday.
“It’s, uh, coming along decently,” he stammered, “I mean, It’s better than before. But I still can’t get the head right. And the hooves are out of proportion. I just hope I get it right in time, the last thing I wanna do is give Rarity a disfigured blob saying that it’s her…”
“Well, I think you’ll get it right eventually. Just keep working at it.” She said, then added with a giggle, “Besides, it’s really sweet and she’ll appreciate the effort and thought put into it, no matter what it looks like.”
“Really? You think so?” He said, his face lighting up.
“Definitely.” She finished the last bite of pancake, wiped her face with her napkin, and put the dish into the sink. “Well, I better head out if I want to be on time. Let me get my…”
“Your anemometer and measuring tape?” Spike interrupted. “I already put them over by the door, along with your book on aero-velocity equations.”
“Always one step ahead, huh, Spike?” Twilight smiled. She then put the materials in her saddlebag, put her saddlebag on, and opened the door. Or, at least tried to. For some reason, the door didn’t open as easily as usual.
“Huh? What’s this?” Twilight wondered aloud as she forced the door open. The door blocker was then discovered.
There was a box, about a cubic foot, set in front of the door. It was made of wood, and looked as if it had been smacked repeatedly with a pipe or thrown down a hill. It was bruised and battered intensely, with chipped edges and several dents. It had a scroll attached, rolled up very sloppily and barely sealed, as if written in a dire hurry. Twilight unfurled the note and began to read. This was difficult, as the writing was just as sloppy as the note and the box.
“To the receiver of this package: I leave my most prized possession in your care. I hope and pray that you will use the contents of this box as they properly should be. You may never find out where this came from, what it means, or why it is even here, but be sure of this one fact and this one fact alone; HE loves you, and HE did what HE did for everyone. Including you.”
Everything about this note perplexed Twilight. Who the heck was ‘HE’ and what did ‘HE’ do? Why does ‘HE’ love her, but did what ‘HE’ did for everyone? What did the note writer, who may be the ‘HE’ himself, leave in this box, and why is it so valuable? And most importantly, why did someone leave such an important package in the care of her, when she didn’t know who sent it or why? She pondered these as she examined the box further. What really struck out to her was the box’s lid. It was lined with gold designs and had a golden handle, and appeared to open out like a little door. The handle was a surprising contrast with the hinges, which were a bland, dark iron color.
“Hey Spike, did the mail mare come early today?” Twilight called as she put her saddlebag down, levitated the box inside, and shut the door.
“No. What’s the box for, Twilight? It looks like it’s been thrown into a tornado!” Spike declared, examining the cracked crate.
Twilight placed it on the center library table. Both she and Spike stared at the dork brown cube for a few moments. It’s aura of mystery had paralyzed them. It seemed to fill the air of the library with an ominous atmosphere.
“Well, shall we open it?” Spike asked, his claw grabbing the bruised golden handle.
“Wait!” Twilight shouted, blocking Spike’s claw with one swift hoof motion. “The note said this was the sender’s most prized possession! Shouldn’t we be more careful?”
“Good point.” Spike nodded, and drew his claw back towards his side. Twilight then began to open the crate slowly with her magic. It opened with a squeaky creak, as if its metal hinges hadn’t rotated in years. The top moved upwards and a cloud of dust and dirt poofed out from the innards. When the cloud vanished, the contents became clear; it was a lone, dusty, book.
“A book? His most prized possession, of severe importance, is a book?!” Twilight declared angrily. She levitated the book out, and was frustrated even more. The cover was positively covered in filth, and nothing was legible. She could not make out a word of the front or spine.
“Let me see it for a sec.” Spike said after he ran to the kitchen to get a rag. He then took the book and gave it a thorough dusting.
The book was a light-brown color, and had strange markings imprinted on the cover and spine. The spine markings were in fake, plastic silver, and the cover was in a similar golden tone. Twilight levitated the now clean book in front of both herself and her dragon. Neither of them understood the title. They had never seen this book, or even heard of it, or anything with a similar title. It was a complete mystery. After an awkward silence of looking the cover over, Twilight read it out loud.
“Holy Bible.”
Her words pierced the ominous essence of the room like a surgical scalpel through paper. The sound of the title alone seemed potent.
“What does that even mean, Twilight?” Spike asked, with a hint of nervous fear in his voice. “Is it even in our language?”
Twilight flipped to several random pages. “Yes, it seems so,” she answered, “but I don’t know what it is. I can’t figure out whether it’s novel, knowledge base, or reference. I can’t tell if it’s fiction or nonfiction. I can’t even find out who the characters are!” Twilight was considerably confused. As she flipped through pages, the stories got more and more incoherent and random. One page had a creature addressing a crowd about flowers, and another had laws for preparing food (meat, she noticed, which made her shudder a bit).
Twilight closed the book and sighed heavily. “Maybe the mail got mixed up again. I’m pretty sure this wasn’t supposed to come to me. But still, the letter said it was important, so I might as well hold onto it until I figure out whose it is. But I can figure that out later, I think I’m late for the project with Rainbow.” She put the Bible in her saddlebag, grabbed said saddlebag, and proceeded out the door.
“Wait!” Spike called out. “What am I supposed to do with this crate?”
“I don’t know, put it under a table or in a shelf in the attic somewhere!” Twilight replied, and then shut the door. On her walk, she hoped this whole Bible ordeal didn’t take too much time; she hated being tardy more than anything.
As she walked, her mind kept racing about this mysterious book. She didn’t have any clues on who ‘HE’ is, and the value and purpose of the book was still unknown. What did the sender mean by ‘use the contents properly’ when it’s a weird book?
Well, if it’s purpose was to drive me insane with questions, it’s doing a very good job, she thought. She must have been walking faster than usual, because she shocked herself when she realized she was at her planned destination. Rainbow Dash was waiting there, tapping her hoof impatiently.
“’Bout time you showed up, Twi!” Rainbow shouted and waved as Twilight arrived. “I can only stay 100% ready-to-go for so long, you know!”
The Promise of the Rainbow
“Okay, the anemometer is in place!” Twilight called out to her friend after securing the device in place on an upper tree branch. “Ready when you are!”
Rainbow Dash stretched her wings, did a few push-ups, and examined her planned course from the starting cloud. She would accelerate downwards to a marked spot nearby a tree (where the anemometer sat) and then pull up, gaining elevation from her initial dive velocity. The safety inflatable was in place beside the tree, in case she pulled up too late or if gravity was undervalued. Twilight sat ready, levitating the stretched measuring tape in the correct zone for the speedster to measure her distance from the turn point upwards.
Backing up, Rainbow got a running start, leapt slightly, and then dove straight downwards. The blue blur picked up speed rapidly, the rainbow streak behind her growing larger with the increased momentum. She watched carefully for the precise moment, speeding up, approaching the tree faster and faster, until finally at the last second - WHOOSH - pulled upwards, whiplashing a mighty gust of wind onto the safety mat. Rainbow rose adjacent to the measuring tape, and as gravity and air resistance worked their role, the sonic soarer slowed to a near stop. Before changing direction and switching to a proper flying position, she checked her position on the tape.
“157 yards!” The aerial ace shouted as she shifted to landing position and descended towards the seated Twilight, who promptly marked the new information in the journal in front of her.
“Not bad,” she declared, analyzing the first data. “Seems close to my calculations.” She then levitated the anemometer towards herself to check the velocity. After recording this, she reset the safety mat in the proper place and put the anemometer back.
“And that’s good, right?” Rainbow asked, scanning over and not understanding any of Twilight’s elaborate graphs and notes while the unicorn re-prepared the course.
“Well, you tell me. Is 157 good for your standards?” Twilight inquired.
“I guess so.” She replied with a shrug. “It’s just good to have a number and not a guesstimate.” She didn’t notice Twilight’s resetting, as she began to walk away. “Well, glad that’s done! Thanks for the help, Twi!”
“Hold it!” Twilight shouted, trotting towards the now-stopped Rainbow. “We can’t just trust the first experiment; the hypothesis must be tested repeatedly before any theories can be developed! That’s the key to all research!”
These words flew right over the pegasus’s head. “Uh, in normal language, please?” She glared.
The egghead sighed. “To make sure it’s correct, we have to do it multiple times.”
Rainbow groaned. “I had hoped this would be over soon, I held off on breakfast! I figured this would be an in-and-out deal.” At the end of this statement a mumbled grumbling permeated the air.
Twilight sighed once more. “Fine, you can go eat the snack I packed. It’s in my bag by the tree. It should tie you over until we finish. I’ll continue recording this data while you eat.” She then began plugging the distance and velocity into her graphs, making proper adjustments as required while Rainbow trotted hungrily towards the saddlebag placed in the shade of the tree.
Twilight proceeded with the data. She analyzed the factors of air resistance and gravity to determine unaffected velocity. She had also taken notes of Rainbow’s flight position; it seemed to provide adequate lift and minimal drag. But suddenly, in the middle of factoring reaction times, she heard something which stopped her mathematics solid.
“Hey Twi, what’s this ‘Bib-Ell’ thing?” Rainbow called, pulling the brown book from the bag. She had thought it was some sort of relevant science book.
The Bible! How could Twilight have forgotten she brought it with her? No way could she tell her friend about it; if it was as important as the note said, it shouldn’t be showed around. And Rainbow was a show-off. It had to be kept in secure hooves!
“Oh, it’s nothing! Nothing at all! Just some boring book for us smart, science-y ponies!” She said hastily, levitating the book away from the speedster and towards herself. Rainbow looked at her with an unbelieving stare, knowing that the unicorn was hiding something. Twilight hid her true thoughts in an awkward forced smile.
“Oh. Lame!” The multicolored mare finally declared before continuing her search for the snack.
Twilight realized she may have to keep the book on safer watch. It was the sender’s most prized item, after all, and may be of significant sentimental or monetary value. Furthermore, the book may not be the prized possession; it may have something hidden in its pages, or contain directions to finding such possession! She concluded that until she understood the book, no pony else has to know about it. That, and she wasn’t comfortable with other ponies figuring out her problems before she even gets a clue.
Rainbow Dash finished her snack abruptly, and Twilight re-prepped the anemometer and tape. This time, she gave the pegasus a marker to mark the tape at her time of stop. This way, she wouldn’t have to rely on the accuracy of a moving pony and could have a concrete mark with less pony error.
As Rainbow continued her course, the Bible caught the inquisitive unicorn’s eye. Perhaps I should read a full section, she thought. It might make more sense this way. And if I ever want to use it for its proper purpose, I need to figure out what that is.
Twilight opened near the beginning and began to read an interesting tale. There was a strange mammal named Noah, and he, along with several other animals, were on board a gigantic boat. Meanwhile, it rained heavily, and the entire world was covered in water. It stayed like this for several months.
Twilight was confused. The story had said that there were other creatures like Noah. Why didn’t they have boats too? What happened to everything and everyone that didn’t? Where the heck did all that water come from, and where would it go? Would it disappear as ominously as it came? Despite her wondering, she continued reading, hoping to find answers. All she found was something that dumbfounded her completely.
Apparently, a being called God had caused the massive flood. What’s more, he made a covenant with Noah about that very flood. God promised to never flood the world completely ever again, and to symbolize this promise, he put a rainbow in the sky.
Just then, Twilight looked up and saw the rainbow streak of her friend flying across the sky.
This completely shook up Twilight’s thinking, exploding ideas like a full-auto grenade launcher. Who was this ‘God’ guy and why was he so powerful? Why did he choose Noah specifically? Was God or Noah the ‘HE’ in the note? Did God flood the whole world because of love? She speed-read the nearby parts, frantic to try and answer these questions.
But what struck her the most was the rainbow; those can be made very easily, she thought. Why choose something so simple and common to represent something so important and portentous, especially after nearly drowning all life in the world?! The whole situation struck Twilight as humorous, like how you would laugh if a kid broke a toy, then glued a wood block to it and said it’s ‘better’.
Rainbow had finished another run, and heard Twilight’s laughter. She flew down to investigate. “What’s so funny, Twilight? Or is it some science-y joke that I wouldn’t get?”
Twilight began to explain. “It’s just this story. Apparently, rainbows mean that the whole world won’t be flooded or something by some powerful guy!” She expected her friend to join her laughter, but something entirely different happened. Rainbow became interested in the story!
“Really? That’s kinda cool!” She said happily, much to Twilight’s dismay. “And since I manage weather, that’s even more awesome! It’s almost like a promise that I’ll never let you down!”
Twilight stopped laughing. She couldn’t believe this! Rainbow actually thought this confusing book was interesting?! Preposterous!
“What? This is just some silly story that’s most likely fictional. What could some little rainbow promise possibly mean?” Twilight demanded.
“Well,” Rainbow replied, “I just think it’s pretty cool how whenever you see me, you can be reminded of that kind of responsibility. It probably takes a lot to hold back on that kind of power.” She chuckled and added “And I know it takes me a lot to hold back my awesomeness for you guys!”
“Whatever!” Twilight shouted angrily. “Just let me see the measuring tape, we got off-topic. How many runs did you go? It might be time to try a different jump height.”
After a few hours of scientific data, physical tests, and algebraic equations, the project was finally done. Twilight packed up her tools and proceeded back to the library. Rainbow didn’t have any other plans for the day, so she tagged along. Besides, she had to turn in those books she borrowed (and, as they had both predicted, didn’t read). Well, that was the pegasus’s excuse. In reality, she wanted to hear more about the rainbow story. But every time she brought it up, Twilight would dismiss it as ‘another old mare’s tale’ or ‘just some silly child’s story’ and such.
Despite her reactions, however, Twilight was just as curious about the book as Rainbow. She felt like she had to look further into that story she had read. It sounded like history, but she couldn’t for the life of her remember anything about a massive, world-consuming flood. Nor had she heard of a creature called ‘man’ or of a being called ‘God’ in any of her historical studies. Is this book fictional, mythical, historical, or factual? What IS it?! The unicorn began planning for tonight; she had some studying to do if she ever wanted to solve this mystery.
While walking and gawking, the two friends ran into a familiar face. She greeted the pair with her delicate voice.
“Hi, Twilight! Hi, Rainbow Dash!” said Fluttershy, approaching her friends.
“Hey, Fluttershy!” Rainbow replied cheerfully. “What’re you up to?”
“I just finished bring Opal back from her weekly grooming to Rarity.” Said the yellow pegasus. “How about you two?”
“We just finished an experiment,” Twilight answered, “and were just on our way to the library.”
“Sounds like you’re not doing anything at right now. Why don’t you walk with us for a bit, Fluttershy?” Rainbow inquired.
“Sure,” Fluttershy responded, “I mean, as long as I’m not interrupting anything.”
“Not at all.” Twilight said. The three ponies then continued their walk.
Whew, Twilight thought. With Fluttershy here, maybe Rainbow will change the subject and stop talking about the Bible.
“Hey Fluttershy,” Rainbow piped up, “I have a question. What do you think of when you see a rainbow?”
At this question Twilight sighed and Fluttershy paused. “Hmmm,” the animal lover thought. “I’ve never really thought about it. Am I supposed to think of something in particular?”
“Well,” Rainbow explained proudly, “Twi told me that there was this guy who flooded the entire world!”
“What?” Fluttershy declared, appalled at the thought of mass slaughter.
Rainbow took this as a cue to keep explaining, and continued. “And after he did it, he put a rainbow in the sky to show his promise that he’d never do it again.”
“Oh, that’s good.” Fluttershy sighed in relief, still somewhat stunned by the flooding. “But why did he do it in the first place?”
“Beats me. Twi, why did he flood the world again?” Rainbow said, turning to the unicorn.
“Well,” she began to explain begrudgingly, “if I remember correctly, that God did it because the world was corrupted and evil. All except one family, who God warned in advance. That family built a huge boat, and was safe in it.”
“So…” Fluttershy tried to put the pieces together. “God flooded the world to destroy evil, saved the one good family, and then promised to never do it again?”
“Yeah!” Rainbow declared. “So rainbows are a symbol of that promise, which shows power, or responsibility, or something else awesome!”
“Well, in my opinion,” the timid pegasus said muttered, ‘I think it represents love. As in, God loved that good family so much that he destroyed all evil to protect it.”
“Pfft! Love? That’s really corny!” Rainbow laughed. ‘Ain’t no way I represent some sissy thing like love!”
“Anyways,” Fluttershy wondered aloud, “where did you read such a story?”
Twilight knew she couldn’t hide the Bible this time, and reluctantly pulled it out of her bag. “It’s this here. It was a story in this book. I think this book’s like an anthology or something, but I can’t tell if the stories are true, mythical, historical, or a mixture of the three. I was going to look into it later.”
“Well, if it’s okay with you,” the pegasus asked, “could I borrow it? It sounds interesting.”
Twilight thought this through. She wouldn’t let Rainbow see it, because Rainbow would show it off and make it known. But Fluttershy? She’d keep it in a low profile. Besides, the note didn’t say the Bible couldn’t be shared (Thank goodness, Twilight thought, seeing how fast it was spreading). What could possibly go wrong?
“I guess so, sure.” The unicorn said, levitating the book to her friend. “But, it’s kinda confusing. I recommend starting at one story and staying with it. Even so, I couldn’t understand it the whole way.”
Amidst this conversation, the three found they had arrived at the library. Rainbow returned the books and promptly took off. Fluttershy took her new book and also flew off. Twilight opened the door, and began levitating paper and quills to a writing space as she walked inside.
“Spike!” She called. “Get ready to find some books, we’ve got some research to do!”
Twilight tore into this research like a starved lion on its prey. She started with anything that might refer to the flood; any clues to that could help her get a better perspective on the setting. But none of the major floods in Equestrian history seemed large enough to flood the entire world.
While looking for books on floods, Spike brought up an interesting point. “If only Noah survived, wouldn’t he be the one to record what happened after the flood?” Twilight realized this, and immediately began shifting her focus to things relating to Noah. She and Spike searched frantically for books on humans, but could find nothing. But just then, Spike found a dusty book in the back shelves, behind several on aliens. It was titled ‘Man: Fact and False Regarding the Imaginary Mammal’.
“The physical appearance of man is unknown, as only conspiracies have been given, but the most widely accepted is of a bipedal primate. Humans are considered to be omnivorous, and have hair mainly atop their heads.” Twilight read aloud as she copied into her notes. “The few who have ‘sighted’ humans claim that they are clothed, implying that men are self-aware and intelligent. Some skeptics claim that men should thus be capable of language and inventing.”
“So, what does this mean?” Spike inquired, re-shelving the flood books.
“Well,” Twilight began to theorize, “if Noah was human, than we can deduct that the Bible is fictional. Only conspiracy theorists and mad mares have claimed their existence, and there is no solid proof.”
“But,” Spike inferred, “what about the incident with the Pinkie Sense? Just because there’s no proof doesn’t mean it’s fake.”
Twilight chuckled. “Yes, Spike, I know. But still, there isn’t even any sort of way to see men. I couldn’t figure out the Pinkie Sense, but I could still observe it. In this case, I can’t even see the basics of man. There aren’t any main sources, so they aren’t real.”
“I suppose so.” Spike agreed.
“But, then that brings up another question.” The unicorn continued. “I still haven’t figured out who ‘HE’ is. And why would a book about fictional creatures be somepony’s most prized possession?”
“Maybe the owner just liked the book and wanted to share it?” Spike said, trying to figure it out.
“I don’t know. And I still haven’t found out how this book should be properly used.” Twilight reminded. After this remark, there was a silence. The two both began to think upon these statements, but could theorize nothing.
“Well, we’re getting nowhere fast.” Spike announced with a sigh.
“I’ve got it!” Twilight shouted, shocking the dragon. “I can’t understand this book on my own, so I should go ask somepony who does! I need a teacher!” And who else to know random books than…”
“Princess Celestia!” Spike exclaimed. “She’s bound to know this book, or have something somewhere in the Canterlot libraries about it!”
“Exactly! Spike, pack up my paper, a few quills, and some travel materials. We’re going to Canterlot.” Twilight said. “While you’re packing, I’ll go see Fluttershy and get the book back.”
“Got it!” The dragon answered as the unicorn began to leave.
Twilight trotted happily to Fluttershy’s cottage. Maybe, with the guidance of her beloved mentor, she could finally figure out the true purpose of the Bible, and, as the note said, use it properly.
Fluttershy’s cottage was still, which was rather ominous. It normally had the sounds of various animals frolicking about. But this time, it was completely calm. All animal activity was calm.
Twilight did take heed of this, but didn’t let it deter her. She continued towards the front door. Whilst walking, she noticed that the curtains on the front windows were shut; again, not unusual, but still seemingly foreshadowing.
“Hello? Fluttershy, are you home?” She called through the door as she began to knock. With her knocks, the door creaked open. It was dark inside, as other curtains copied the setup of the front ones. There was a light shining through from the room to the left. Total silence continued.
“I’m coming in!” The unicorn declared as she slowly pushed the door open. She trotted nervously towards the light, the sound of her hooves pit-patting on the wood floors resounding through the darkened halls. When she reached the lit room, she saw Fluttershy, lounging on her couch with a single lamp on. The Bible was laying, open, on the couch before her, and she was reading it currently. But the most eye-catching component of this setting was the tissues on the floor; the pegasus had been crying recently.
“Fluttershy?” Twilight said meekly. Fluttershy flinched, clearly startled by her friend’s appearance. They met eyes, and Twilight noticed the pinkish tint in her friend’s, confirming her initial assumption.
“Oh! Twilight! I didn’t know you were coming.” Fluttershy said, regaining her composure. “If I had known, I would’ve picked up some of my mess…”
“What were you crying about?” Twilight asked politely, seating herself down on a nearby chair.
Fluttershy blushed. “Oh, you can tell?” She replied, giggling embarrassingly. “Well, it was this story. I found one here titled ‘John’ and it’s really interesting.”
“Is it a sad story?” Her friend asked, seeing an opportunity to figure out more about her mysterious book.
“Not really. It’s about a human named Jesus…” She began to explain, but then side-tracked and said “Yeah, humans! Isn’t that different? I mean, I didn’t expect this book to be of stories about mythical creatures!”
Twilight chuckled. “Yeah, I thought that at first too. Anyways, Jesus?”
“Oh! Right!” The pegasus resumed her original tangent. “Jesus journeyed throughout the land, teaching people about life. He would tell them not to worry, not to be afraid, and to be nice. He would also do what he taught. In fact, he’s probably the nicest person I’ve ever heard of. Maybe that’s why they used humans. I couldn’t imagine anypony being this loving to others.”
“I suppose so.” Twilight affirmed.
“He would also heal.” Fluttershy explained. “And it wasn’t just normal healing. He could make blind humans see again, and other great things! It was astounding, almost miraculous!”
“Really?”
“Oh, yes! But the most interesting thing was that he told other humans about God.”
At this, Twilight was perplexed. “Wait, God? Like, the guy who flooded the world?” Twilight inquired.
“I think so.” Fluttershy said, noticing Twilight’s shocked expression. “That confused me at first, but remember what I said before? That maybe God flooded the world except Noah, to save the good? I think that’s what happened, because the God Jesus taught about was loving, generous, gentle, and powerful. Jesus even said that he came from God and was his son.”
“That’s very intriguing.” Twilight replied. But something still bugged her. “So, why were you crying? The story sounds nice to me.” Twilight noticed that, after asking this, Fluttershy’s eyes started getting teary.
“Jesus…” she muttered between sniffles, “…was put to death.”
“Oh my gosh! Did he do anything wrong?” Twilight said with condolences.
“NO!” Fluttershy shouted passionately, shocking the curious unicorn. “He never did anything wrong! And he never, ever would! But a bunch of officials beat him, imprisoned him, and killed him!” With each line, her passion grew and her eyes got mistier. By the end of her exclamation, she was fighting back bawling.
Twilight walked over and embraced her friend, who cried on her shoulder for a few moments. She was also a bit saddened by the story, but mainly curious. There has to be a reason. Why would a group decide to randomly kill the guy who healed, them, taught them, and was innocent?
“But…” Fluttershy piped up, regaining her posture and wiping tears from her eyes with tissues. “…Jesus said he would be betrayed and killed. And also, despite his power, he let them kill him. It was almost like he planned it. So, I’m reading what happens next.”
Hmm, I obviously can’t take the book now, Twilight thought. I guess I’ll sit here with Fluttershy until she finishes reading.
As Fluttershy continued her story, Twilight tried to put the pieces together, especially the ‘son of God’ bit. So, his father flooded the world, and then sent him to teach and heal and love. And then, he gets killed as an innocent man, but he knows it and allows it? What the heck?!
Suddenly, Fluttershy squealed in delight. Twilight immediately ran to her friend’s side. She hadn’t seen Fluttershy this happy in a long time. Her smile nearly split her face, like a Pinkie Pie smile.
“What? What happened?” She asked the pegasus.
“Jesus isn’t dead!!” Fluttershy announced, ecstatic. “It says he rose from the dead! And he was just fine! Just like he said! That’s why he died!”
“What? What?” Twilight could hardly keep up. “Did something happen earlier in the story?
“Earlier Jesus said he was given to the world. Where was it? It was a really nice-sounding statement too.” She flipped back pages, looking for a specific part. “Here! Right here!” She point at one specific sentence. Twilight read it in unison with her euphoric friend.
“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.”
At this, Twilight had an epiphany that exploded thoughts in her head like a nuclear warhead: the ‘HE’ from the note was God!
What did ‘HE’ do? He gave his only Son! And he did it to give eternal life to those that were good! Because ‘HE’ loves the good! And ‘HE’ loves the world!
With this tangent also came frantic questioning. Was Fluttershy right? Did God flood the world to save the good, and later even give up his son for the good to have eternal life? And believe WHAT about Jesus? And that note: ‘HE’ did it for me, apparently. So, could that mean (Twilight shuddered at the thought when it first entered her head)…
Maybe the Bible isn’t fiction.
“Wow.” Twilight said, doing her best to hide her rampaging mental course. “That’s really interesting. At first, I thought the Bible was a book of fables and parables to teach good morals, but eternal life? And a son of an all-powerful being sacrificing himself for others to live? It’s got to be a reference to something, or some sort of code, or something! No fiction would go that deep into these kind of things!”
“Well, then, what does it mean?” Fluttershy asked timidly.
“I don’t really know. However, I know how to find out! “ The unicorn announced triumphantly. “The reason I came here was to pick up the Bible, because I was going to bring it to Princess Celestia to help me understand it. Now, I need to understand it more than ever!”
“Oh! Is it alright, I mean, if it’s not too much to ask, if I go too?” Fluttershy inquired.
“Absolutely! Pack some things, and we’ll head back to the library. Spike should have packed mine and his gear already.”
Fluttershy packed some travel gear, and the two walked towards the door happily. Twilight opened some of the blinds, letting the glorious noon sunlight into the once-foreboding darkness. The sounds of animal life had returned, and could be heard through the windows. However, the return of joy was stalled when the door was opened.
Rainbow Dash and Spike were outside, running towards the cottage. Spike had Twilight’s bag, and his face showed a sense of urgency.
“What in Equestria is going on here?” Twilight demanded as the two reached the front step.
“It’s an, emergency!” Spike gasped between breaths. “You’ve gotta, come, to the, library, now!”
“What happened?” Fluttershy asked, concerned.
“You’ve just gotta see it! C’mon!” Rainbow replied.
“Let’s go!” Twilight said, levitating the exhausted dragon onto her back. The three ponies began running back to the library.
“I think we should hide.” Spike said, hinting to a nearby bush. This puzzled the ponies, but they obeyed; the library looked dangerous.
“What’s going on?” Twilight whispered, observing the situation from her cover. There was no response, as the other ponies were just as befuddled as she was.
The library was swarming with royal guards, and it was marked off with boundaries and armed soldiers. Guards were pulling out book after book, creating several piles of unorganized literature (annoying Twilight, who had spent a week slaving over their shelving) outside. The situation must have been dire, as the structure was practically quarantined and ponies were avoiding it like the plague.
“What’s going on?” Twilight repeated. “What are they looking for?”
“I think the Bible.” Spike said. “They were also posting these around town. I didn’t really understand it.” He pulled a notice from Twilight’s bag, and the unicorn levitated it towards herself and began observing it.
“Wh-what is it, Twilight?” Fluttershy asked, frightened by the seriousness in the air.
“It’s a royal decree. Look, it’s even got Princess Celestia’s seal on it.” She replied, showing the gold-colored stamp. She began reading the paper, her voice getting increasingly grim with each sentence.
“An incredibly dangerous object has been identified in Equestria, and its location is traced to Ponyville. The object was transported in the case shown below.” Beneath this statement was a picture of a battered wooden crate with a golden handle; the crate the Bible was inside. “If you have any information regarding the package, its contents, or the location of either, inform a royal guard immediately. If you possess the package or its contents, turn yourself in without delay and you will be granted an official legal trial for your offences.”
“What offences?” Rainbow asked, perplexed.
“Wait, there’s more here.” The unicorn pointed out. “Anypony found in possession of the contents, who is not actively turning him/herself in…” Twilight gasped in repulsion. She began shivering, and her face had grown dreadfully pale. Her eyes radiated a sudden loss of hope.
“What? What happens?” Spike asked frantically.
“…Anypony found in possession of the contents, who is not actively turning him/herself in,” Twilight read sullenly, “is declared a wolf’s head, by the order of her Majesty, Princess Celestia, along with any associates with relation to the package’s contents.”
“What does that mean, Twilight? What the heck is a wolf’s head?” Rainbow inquired, bewildered by the unfamiliar term.
“A wolf’s head,” the unicorn explained depressively, “is considered by all means to not be a pony. Their life is forfeit; a wolf’s head can and may be killed on sight by anypony.”
The pegasi and dragon gasped in absolute horror. Fluttershy desperately grabbed Rainbow and burst into tears, bawling into her friend’s hooves. Spike began hyperventilating. Rainbow sat completely dumbfounded. There was no speech; only sobs and gasps for air were audible at the moment.
Twilight was staggered, by both dread and thoughts. If the Bible is being pursued to this extent, what could it mean? Is it actually powerful? Or maybe, and this she hoped with every single fiber of her being, there was more than one package and the guards were looking for another one, one completely different.
Fluttershy was petrified by her fear. Of all her fears, death was one of the largest. Being a wanted criminal was close by on the list. And now, both were right in front of her face, as immense and substantial as seemingly possible.
Spike was completely shaken. His mind was racing like a Ferrari, but his main thoughts were not on himself, but Rarity. How could he explain this to her? Will he be able to express his love for her? Would it just be better to have her never know, so his death will not impact her as much?
Rainbow couldn’t believe what had transpired. She had never expected a problem this massive to enter her life. She had gotten into trouble before, but this made that trouble seem like fantasy. How could this possible be conquered?
Amidst all the reflections, Spike piped up. “So, now what? Do we turn ourselves in so we can live?”
“I like that idea.” Fluttershy commented. Rainbow nodded in agreement. All eyes were then on the contemplative Twilight.
Twilight had thought this situation through. Her hoof scribbled along the dirt, most likely to take the place of her pacing (one would find it hard to pace in a bush!) that usually occurred upon deep thought. Her facial expression began to shift with time, from hopeless desperation, to discontented acceptance, to unyielding determination. She then replied to her friends with a solid “No. We absolutely will not turn ourselves in.”
“What?!” Rainbow shouted in a whisper. “If we don’t, we’re as good as dead!!”
“And if we do, we are just as dead.” Twilight retorted. “I figure the reason the Bible is being hunted so desperately is because it actually has power. I read about all-powerful beings and possible immortality in here. Now that we know such power may possibly be attainable, do you think they will just let us go?”
The ponies took this information in harshly. They hadn’t realized the true closeness of their persecution. If they have the Bible for this long, how could a court, told that whoever has the Bible is non-pony, possibly trust them?
“So,” Spike brought up meekly, “if it’s our only option, what could we do as criminals then?”
“My original goal remains.” The unicorn announced in a tone full of steadfast morale. “I must see Princess Celestia.”
“But she ordered this freakin’ decree!” The multicolored mare bellowed. “Why would you go see her?! She’ll have you killed!”
“I don’t wanna die, Twilight! I don’t wanna!” Fluttershy shouted through her tears.
“Consider the facts, you two!” Twilight persisted. “If the guards are going to this length to catch the Bible, it has to have some level of potency. We have to find a way to make sure nopony ever gets this kind of power. We also need to find a way to clear our heads of having this book. The only way I can figure this out is to give the Bible to Celestia, directly. She would understand our case this way. If we give ourselves in to the law, odds are we won’t ever see her, or anypony else, again. And even if she doesn’t condone us, all whom the Bible has affected will be present and we will all end the issues then and there. Besides, what do we have to lose, besides our lives, which are now at risk despite our course of action?”
This sudden response cleared everypony’s heads. Twilight was right; they literally had nothing to lose now. And the Bible must have some significance. The only sure-fire way to protect Equestria from whatever power it seems to have, and possibly save themselves, is to seek out Celestia and discover the Bible’s meaning and end its exploits.
“Well, now the question is how the heck do we get to Canterlot?” Rainbow stated, regaining determination.
“Wait, ‘we’? We’re all going?” Fluttershy murmured.
“Didn’t you hear Twi? We have to all go; we are the ones who know the Bible!” The speedster answered. “So, what’s the plan?”
“Well, we’re not visible criminals if we keep the Bible hidden.” Twilight reasoned. “However, guards are everywhere, searching for the book with their lives. They will definitely check ponies on a regular basis, no matter the location. So, normal means of transportation are out of the question.”
“So, we’ll have to hoof and claw it to Canterlot off-road or something?” Spike wondered.
“But none of us are explorers or survivalists. We can’t navigate through the wild!” Fluttershy claimed. She wasn’t comfortable at the thought of having to sneak to Canterlot.
“No, we can’t.” Twilight reacted. “But I know how we can find somepony who can. In my recent studies, I read something about an adventurer’s guild in the southern city of Defte. If we go there, we can hire a guide.”
“Wait, you said Defte?” Rainbow hesitated. “I’ve been there before, and the place is loaded with thugs, brutes, and criminals. We city ponies can’t survive there; I mean, I can hold my own, and probably protect one of you, but we won’t be safe there at all.”
“Would you rather take your chances with disciplined Canterlot soldiers?” Twilight slyly replied. “I thought the dangers through, Rainbow.”
“Good point. Anypony disagree with Twi, ‘cuz I’m down.” Rainbow said, her loyalty coming out.
“What other choice do I have?” Spike said, shrugging.
“I guess, I’ll be brave. If, if I can…” Fluttershy squeaked.
“Alright. I have a map packed of Ponyville’s nearby area. We should be able to get a head start to Defte following it. There, we’ll find the guild and an adventurer capable of guiding us unseen to Canterlot. We have enough provisions to last a short while, so we’ll have to restock in Defte as well.” The unicorn explained. “We should find a safe place to hide until night, so we can leave Ponyville under the cover of darkness.”
“So, it’s all true?” Spike asked, perplexed at the explanation laid in front of him. “We do live forever through Jesus?”
“It would appear so. Evidence is leaning towards it.” Twilight responded. “It involves Jesus and his death, and something with that leads ultimately to eternal life. Apparently, Jesus also wanted this opportunity to be for everypony, and wants the whole world to know about it.”
“I find that last bit hard to believe, Twi.” Rainbow pointed out. “If Jesus wanted the world to know, couldn’t he, in all his power, tell everypony? And why are we just now hearing about it then?”
I suppose that makes sense. But still, I’m not going to argue with what the human said.” Twilight retorted. “Especially from another world.”
“Speaking of…” Rainbow continued, “did you ever think maybe, just maybe, the Bible only applies to the human world?”
“But Rainbow, if that was true, why would there be such a huge search for it?” Fluttershy reasoned.
“Because of the dangerous fervor of the insane.” Twilight answered, a bit out-of-the-blue. The other ponies responded with an expected “Huh?”
“Think about it. Rainbow, what would you do if you were immortal?”
“Well,” the speedster thought, “I’d probably practice more extreme flying routines, and-”
She was suddenly cut off by the unicorn. “Exactly. You would try more extreme things, because you have no fear of death. Without any consequence of death or bodily injury, what do you think somepony would do? Ponies would run amuck believing there aren’t any consequences.”
“Well, then why do we have the option in the first place?” Spike asked.
“That’s just what I don’t get. Every time I think I understand, something comes up and throws my hypothesis off completely. The only way to discover the truth is to see Princess Celestia.” Twilight said.
“Which will be pretty soon; look!” Fluttershy said, pointing at a road sign to their right a few feet away. It was crude and wooden, and had ‘Defte’ scribbled on it in white paint. It had a population count, but it had been crossed out and re-written too many times to know what the real number was. Past it, a bit over the horizon, was a first impression to match the sign. A cracked, cheap, barely-standing wooden gate blocked the dirt road. OR, at least its wreckage did. A dirt path leading off the dirt road turned into the shambled town.
“Alright guys, the plan is to find the guild, get a guide, restock, and leave as fast as possible. The less time spent here, the better.” Twilight huddled and explained. The others returned her comments with nods and grunts. “Now, keep your hoods up and heads down. Three mares and a baby dragon are probably fresh meat to these thugs. So, keep a low profile, because our lives may actually depend on it.”
They started trotting into Defte. There were a few shanty buildings here and there, with small patches of grass in front of them. Other than this and the occasional vegetable garden, that was the only vegetation in the city. Dirt roads lined a sort-of road system, and dirtier dirt led into a few structures (Twilight couldn’t wrap her head around this sight). Any structures that weren’t barred up were general stores, weapon stores, pawn shops, non-filly-safe theaters, and potential housing. It was clear by the distinct markings on each structure that those were gang hideouts, flashing their colors to the world.
As they walked, various assortments of brutish-looking stallions and indecent-looking mares littered the streets. There were some leaning beside alleys and walls, others hiding near boxes and barrels, and some still peering out of windows and crevices in the structures. They were like cockroaches: disgusting in appearance, in every possible location, and appearing really tough.
Twilight regretted not reading a self-defense book at some point in her life. Spike looked for the safest pony to hide behind. Rainbow began thinking of who she’d have to protect most and of a possible getaway point. Fluttershy felt violated with how some of the thugs looked at them. Granted, she didn’t like being looked at so much in general, but the thought of these thugs’ intentions made her shudder.
“Look up ahead.” Twilight whispered. “That building over there. I think that’s it.” Her friends returned her statement with an affirming grunt.
There was a building that looked like it was built in the city on accident. It was built safely, securely, and on a proper foundation. It had a fresh coat of white paint, a stark contrast to the either lack of paint or crude multicolored schemes of other buildings. It was a massive construct; at least two stories and probably capable of containing a soccer field inside. Furthermore, its front entrance was adorned with marble finishes and ostentatious decorations that the ponies were sure Rarity would be naming if she were here right now. Beneath its grand opening arch resided a sign carved in a granite block, declaring to the world that this glorious hall was the ‘DEFTE GUILD OF ADVENTURERS’.
“Hold it right ‘ere!” A brusque voice commanded. Suddenly, the ponies froze up. A large, dark-brown Earth Pony stallion approached them. He was wearing a thick black jacket and similarly colored hat. A cigar was held in his mouth by putrid, cavity-ridden yellow teeth. “Where you ponies goin’? You ain’t familiar.”
Twilight cleared her throat and attempted her deepest, most masculine voice possible. “We’re just going through. Don’t mind us.”
“Heheheh, pretty deep voice for a mare, lass. Disguise ain’t helpin’ you none.” The thug spoke as he continued approaching. Twilight heard some rustling behind herself, and the other ponies also began to check their surroundings. This wasn’t the only thug.
They were completely surrounded.
“You lay a hoof on us and you’ll regret it!” Rainbow snarled, shaking such an appendage at the enemies. This prompted nothing but laughter.
“’Ey, boss, this one’s feisty!” One scruffy, bearded pegasus mocked.
“Dibs on that yeller one! She’s purty, hurhur…” At this phrase, Fluttershy hid behind Rainbow and pulled her hood over her face, shaking heavily.
Twilight’s horn began glowing, and she did her best to hide any fear from her face. Rainbow spread her wings and changed her stance. Spike and Fluttershy tried hiding behind the two, which was difficult considering they were in a circle. They were prepared to put up a fight.
When the gang reached lunging point, a voice resounded. It was male, fearless, and strong. Its call halted the thugs, and particularly caught the attention of the ringleader of the brutes.
“Tungah, up to it again? I knew you were low, but jumping innocent foreign ladies? Shame on you!”
The leader (Tungah? What an odd name, Twilight thought) looked around, fear spreading onto his face. The rest of the gang followed his example. “Jakob! You should really learn to mind your own business, mate!”
The voice rang back. “This IS my business! Rule 15 of the guild, my friend!”
The guild? Was the voice an adventurer? The Ponyvillians looked around, trying to find this voice themselves. They wanted to see an actual adventurer, but Twilight was mainly looking forward to this conflict ending.
“Did I mention I’m not alone? Jumping this close to Excalibur’s halls wasn’t a good idea.” The voice continued.
Tungah groaned loudly and ordered a retreat. “Gang! Fall off! These’ins got special protection!” The gang dispersed and retreated to the shadows faster than they had initially arrived. That voice must’ve been a great hero, Twilight assumed.
Suddenly, a pegasus landed right in front of them. His long, blonde mane flowed in the dusty breeze, and his beard marked his face with an aura of courage. His beige wings were spread wide and strong. He wore a grey vest with golden trims. His front left leg had a black bracer, with a unique insignia instilled into its side.
“Well, that was close. Come, seek shelter in the guild, travelers. Let me offer you peace in this rathole town.” The majestic pony spoke, revealing a voice that matched the one that scared the thugs away. “My name is Jakob Skypierce, by the way. You do not have to thank me.”
“Jakob, are you an adventurer?” Spike asked, smirking at the presence of such a heroic individual.
“I certainly am; one of the higher ranks, in fact. I supervise lower levels and new members, and also take the most dangerous missions. As you can guess, my Life Saga is quite the epic.” He spoke a cadence of explanation. His voice was as melodious as his appearance was magnificent.
“Your Life Saga?” Rainbow was curious at the term. “What’s that?”
“It’s the goal of every adventurer to have their life be regarded as an inspiration to others, stand testament to their achievements, and ultimately be marked in history and withstand the test of time.” Jakob answered. “But that can all be explained later. For now, welcome to the guild tavern, as I formally welcome you four.” He opened a wooden side door into a separate section of the hall, revealing a room lit with red-brown lantern light.
There were various tables and booths, a good deal of them completely filled. Many ponies wore vests: a few had grey like Jakob, others had either green, red, or blue. There were also some without vests (non-adventurers, as Jakob pointed out). There was a full band on a stage, playing joyful musical tales of bravery and discovery. Mugs of cider and root beer were abound, and hey fries were on every table. The only thing more abundant than the refreshments were the smiles, laughter, and all-round joy of the ponies everywhere. It was a truly jolly scene, and a massive deal more welcoming than the rest of the city.
“Heya, Jakob! Who’s your pals there?” A red-maned unicorn mare with a green vest called as she walked towards them.
“Greetings, Ruby! Some travelers here, and they look like they got a mission. I just stopped some thugs from getting them outside. But the daft ponies made their worst decision to commit a crime with Skypierce on the lookout!” The two adventurers broke into laughter as he finished speaking.
“Well, they got themselves a lucky day. Hey there, my name’s Ruby Pyramid. I mainly run this tavern, but I can still go out and adventurer like nopony’s business now and then.” She said, shaking hooves with the ponies.
“I’m Twilight Sparkle, and this is Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, and Spike.” The unicorn introduced.
“You can give me your hoods and bags, dears. I’ll keep them safe behind the counter.” Ruby asked politely. Normally they wouldn’t have dared trusted another pony in this city, but the whole setting of the tavern, along with Ruby’s natural welcoming demeanor, seemed to convince them better than any words ever could. But as she reached for Twilight’s bag, the student immediately refused leaving it (personal goods are in there, she excused).
“So, what’re you here for?” Jakob turned and inquired. “I know you came here looking for the guild. What’s the quest?”
“We, uh, need a guide.” Twilight responded carefully. “You see, we want to avoid being noticed that much.”
“Why’d you want to avoid security? Or is it the recent increase that’s making you uneasy?” Ruby returned and asked.
“Yeah, let’s go with that.” Rainbow answered, releasing her tensions with a laugh.
“I don’t blame you. Those guards never get their job done 100%. But with this new increase, maybe they’ll actually handle all the issues and put us out of business!” Jakob and Ruby laughed again, and this time Twilight and co. chuckled with them. “Alright, who should we send, Jakob? Stalagmite? Dawn Bright? Hydrangea?”
Jakob thought for a moment, and cheerfully brought up a name that made Ruby’s face change to a less happy expression. “What about Aben?”
“Really, Jakob? I wouldn’t send him if I were you. You already made a good impression on these ladies, shouldn’t you follow through with good appearances?” Ruby explained.
“Nonsense! Aben can handle it. Besides, everypony deserves a second chance.” The stallion rebutted.
“But a thirteenth chance? Send somepony else.” Ruby grew annoyed at her friend.
“Excalibur gave me chances when I failed. I should do the same.” Jakob announced in pride. The tavern-keeping mare showed her defeat with a sigh.
“I hate it when you pull the Excalibur card on me. Fine, but don’t blame me when it all blows over. Aben’s in that booth way over there.” She pointed towards a table near the other side of the room, beside the wall. There sat a brown Earth Pony, clothed in a blue vest. His wild black hair and goatee opposed his calm, green eyes. He sat in thought, enjoying the music. Beside him were a guitar case and a saddlebag with the adventurer’s insignia on it. He was alone and seemingly unhappy.
“Alright, thanks.” Twilight said as they made their way to the russet pony’s booth. As they traversed the tavern floor, Twilight made an interesting observation; nopony addressed Aben. Most tables had conversations between each other, but there were none connected to his. Barely anypony gazed upon him.
As they drew nearer, he noticed their approach and his mood lifted. His smile was a mixture of cheerful and scheming, and it made the ponies uneasy.
“Hello there. My name is Aben Teuer.” The stallion spoke in a gruff tone as they took their seats.
(Author's Note: Guild Rules)
(Just noticed while planning Chapter 8 that I'm going to be using the Rules of the Guild an awful lot. So, I decided to post them here!)
These laws have been set in place by the founder of our guild, builder of our home, and master adventurer Excalibur Lionhearted. By abiding by this charter you shall receive all benefits of the guild's facilities. Note that defying this charter is a capital offense, and can result in expulsion from the guild and any and all of its functions.
The following are the 30 Ways of Excalibur, the moral code he himself lived by. Some are rules regarding your career as an adventurer and the matter in which you accept and accomplish missions, tasks, and such (referred to as jobs). Others are pieces of advice that assist in adventuring. Follow the example of our leader and founder, and give yourself the honor and glory your name deserves in your Life Saga.
Keep your guard up, always.
Always put comrades first, job second.
Share your knowledge, so that the guild may grow as a whole.
Pack lightly: take what you need, and scarcely what you want.
Do not accept illegal jobs, no matter the reward.
After a job, 20% of the spoils and loot must be given to the guild for its welfare.
If you are unable to accept a job, try to pass it to another member instead of simply refusing the request.
Tell the truth always, even if a lie would make it easier. The pony will find out, and that hurts more than the truth ever could.
The best way to deal with something serious is to take it a little lightly.
Spread stories of your journeys. This encourages others to greatness and honors your own actions.
Be humble. Treat your comrades as your superiors.
Any pony with you, on your side, or against your common enemy, is a comrade.
Learn your surroundings, and use them to your advantage.
Only fight for defense and preservation. But if you fight, give it everything you've got.
Chivalry goes a long way; be polite and respectful to all mares, whether they deserve it or not. Always look out and protect the ladies.
You should never be afraid to do what's right.
Do not fight with your comrades, lest you become your own enemy.
It is natural to be afraid; we do not expect fearlessness. However, we expect courage and the ability to overcome fear.
If a job calls for giving up something, volunteer yourself before your comrades.
No matter the situation, avoid taking the life of another pony at all costs. Unless there is literally no other option at all between kill or be killed, there shall be no excuse for murder.
You are responsible for yourself and your comrades during a job.
If a job changes while being completed, follow through unless it defies the charter.
Value creativity and individuality; this isn't a military, and uniformity is discouraged.
Befriend your allies and comrades; this makes jobs a great deal easier and more efficient.
Rush to protect those weaker than you.
Never mock or taunt another pony, save if he/she is stronger than you.
Be polite, mature, and honorable in speech and actions. Follow through with your promises, and as such be careful in making them.
Be joyous and happy always. Sorrow and lack of determination are as lethal to your adventure as a poisoned blade.
Do not fall prey to lust or seductions. Keep your purity and do not allow personal desires to cloud your judgement.
Enjoy your adventures. You should look forward to a job, and their completion should be celebrated. After all, you have just added another section to your Life Saga!
“Well, I’ve told you my name. What’s yours?” The brown stallion continued as Twilight and co. took their seats around the circular booth-table.
“I’m Twilight Sparkle, and-“ She was cut off by Aben’s hoof thrusted upwards.
“Celestia’s apprentice? ‘Tis an honor!” He announced, doing a fake bow.
“How did you know that?” The unicorn asked in amazement at the seemingly unintelligent pony’s knowledge of her.
“Well, you’re kinda the ELEMENT OF MAGIC. Talk about a Life Saga. So, I’d only assume that those two are the loyal Rainbow Dash and the kind Fluttershy?” He explained, motioning to the pegasi as he spoke. They nodded at his claims. “But, who’s the little fella?”
“I’m Spike! I’m a dragon!” The purple lizard said cheerfully.
“Alrighty then, before we discuss business, I’d say some beverages are in order? What’s your pleasure, ladies? It’s on me.” The adventurer said, calling Ruby over. “Thanks to our many travels as a guild, we have quite the choice of refreshments. Ciders, root beers, ginger ales; you name it!”
“What’ll it be, ponies?” Ruby asked, levitating out a small notebook and pen.
“I’ll have a mug of root, Fillydelphia.” Aben answered.
“Do you have Sweet Apple Cider?” Rainbow asked, prompting Aben to cringe.
“What, you want me to go broke? That stuff’s harder to get than a bag of baby blue sapphires! Do you think you could order something a bit less expensive?” He barked, annoyed.
“Uh-uh-uh, Aben.” Ruby shook her head. “Number 27. You promised them drinks.”
“Don’t say I can’t be vague in my promises.” The stallion countered.
“Well, Number 15. Your argument is invalid.” The unicorn smirked, and Aben sighed in defeat.
“Ugh, I hate it when you pull the rules on me. They never go in my favor.” The brown colt turned to Rainbow and admitted “Yes, we do. It’s frikkin’ expensive, but anything for your tastes, young lady.” He faked a generous smile to the best of his ability, which wasn’t very good.
“Uh, okay then? I’ll take one.” She answered, feeling the awkward tension.
“I’ll just have water.” Twilight replied. “Same for the dragon.”
“Ginger ale sounds lovely.” Fluttershy said.
“Alright! Be back in a bit.” Ruby smiled in a waitress-y way before taking off. She did a sort of signal to Aben with her facial expression, but it was unclear what it meant. She walked out of sight through the double doors into the kitchen.
“So, Aben, what were those numbers all about?” Twilight asked.
“Those? Those are the 30 Ways of Excalibur, the ol’ rules and guidelines of the guild. They were set in place by Excalibur himself, and all adventurers swear by it and use it as a moral code. He explained. “27 is that I keep my promises. 15 is that I be respectful to you little ladies.”
“Wow. You have them memorized or something?” Rainbow questioned, interested in the adventuring process.
“Not intentionally.” Aben chuckled. “Oh look, our refreshments!” He pointed at the approaching pony. Three mugs and two glasses of water were levitated to their respective patrons, and a large plate of fries was also delivered.
“It’s on me.” Ruby giggled. “Number 24.”
“Thanks Ruby. But you didn’t have to do that, it’s MY mission.”
“She giggled again. “It says ‘allies and comrades’ Aben. You may be a knucklehead, a scoundrel, and a troublemaker, but you’re still family.” She proceeded to noogie the brown stallion, who pushed her hoof aside.
“Yeah, yeah, one big family…” He smirked as the waitress walked away. “At least I have one now.”
“What was that?” Twilight asked.
“Nothing! Now then, answer this; why would three lovely mares and a baby dragon go all the way out here to this rathole of a town?” Aben answered her question with one of his own.
Twilight turned to her friends and they nodded in unison. “We need a guide to Canterlot. We want to avoid conventional means.” She began to elucidate.
“Sounds fishy. Why?” Aben quickly retorted. “Nopony needs to avoid roads unless they’ve got something to hide.”
The ponies and dragon were caught back. Twilight raced her mind for a response. If she goofed this up, everything would be over!
“…Sounds like fun! No wonder they gave me this one!” Aben broke the silent significance with a raucous laugh. “Heck with normal paths and trains, forge your own path! There’s no glory or rewards to be gained by doing it like everypony else! And you can bet your flank I’ll lead you there, and nopony will ever notice us!”
The Ponyvillians sighed heavily. It looked like this worked itself out rather well. Twilight feared that he had an alternate reason for wanting to go so badly, but she preferred not to think about it. But if he was a s good as he said he was, they’d reach Canterlot just as they planned.
“Alright. Before I can officially be in, there’s one teensy-tiny issue we need to finalize; payment.” He returned to seriousness. It was clear by his stern gaze that he valued this detail especially.
Twilight contemplated, and an idea shot into her brain. “Well, I am the princess’s apprentice.” Twilight stated slyly. “Who knows what reward she could give you for escorting her most faithful student safely to her?”
“Hmmm, you’ve a point there, Miss Sparkle. Very well! I accept!” He slammed the table for dramatic effect, spilling Fluttershy’s ginger ale and knocking some fries around the table. “You shall stay in the guest quarters for the eve and night. I will have preparations and all the legal stuff dealt with before noon tomorrow. You can get whatever you need in the meantime. And I know you’ll like the guest quarters; that’s coming from a pony that used them most of his life!”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Rainbow queried.
“Nothing important. My Life Saga needn’t concern you. It’s not as epic as Jakob’s or Ruby’s.” He answered, his voice and manner getting more sullen with each word.
“”Well, I’d listen to it.” Fluttershy squeaked. “It sounds like a good story. I’d love to hear of your adventures.”
Aben’s face lit up again, and he blushed slightly. “You, you’d actually listen to my stories?”
“Of course we would.” Twilight responded.
The adventurer began to appear to have a sort of hopeful aura, but he shook his head and returned to his gruff tone. “Well, we’re traversing uncharted territory on an underground journey to Canterlot through the backwaters of Equestria. Sounds like an adventure for the books, and a great tale to be sung of in the Defte Tavern Hall!” Aben raised his mug into the air. “To our successful mission!”
“Cheers!” The ponies clinked their mugs together and finally began to relax. The conversation following was filled with laughs and good times. At last, a safe place to stay without fear of death, and to make it better, a new friend to share the moments with.
Morning came too soon. Twilight had one of the most bittersweet moments she had ever had in her life just now: waking up in a comfortable bed, thinking today was going to be a glorious day, and then remembering that she’s a wanted criminal of the highest degree whose life is forfeit.
Nonetheless, she embraced every moment of the sweet part. The blankets of an actual bed seemed to embrace her with such care that she never wanted to leave it. The fact that it may be the last time she ever gets to sleep in a bed again made it all the more heavenly. Despite her relaxation, she also welcomed the radiance of Celestia’s sun as it beamed into the guest quarters. Spike and Rainbow Dash were still sound asleep. Fluttershy’s bed was empty and unmade, implying the yellow pegasus had woken up before her.
The unicorn stretched herself and checked for her baggage. Fortunately, they appeared unchecked and were put safely on a shelf. She looked inside her own bag and saw the dusty Bible, reaffirming her mind and calming her soul.
Now capable of trust, she quietly left the room to give Rainbow and Spike some silence. She heard a slight grumble after the door click, and proceeded to search for breakfast in the facility. However, her initial thoughts vanished in sight of the hallway. She hadn’t noticed the massive quantities of pictures hanging on the walls or the rustic, wooden hallway when she went to her room last night. Now, in the light of dawn, the images were not ignorable. As she walked, she looked over each.
“Hey, is that Aben?” She said to herself when she passed a specific picture. Surely enough, it was. The sword cutie mark was the same, as was his vest and hairstyle. He was standing beside three other ponies, two with blue vests and one with red. The red-vested pony looked like a younger Jakob Skypierce, and one of the blue vests looked like Ruby. Aben had a big, goofy smile, and his eyes gleamed with determination. Ruby looked at him with disapproval. Jakob seemed to be chuckling at the other adventurers. The last pony, a black pony with a short white mane, faced solemnly in a separate direction with his eyes closed. The scene looked like it was a pleasant occasion, with other happy ponies in the background.
“Ah, I remember that one.” A familiar gruff voice rang from a bit further off in the hallway, startling the observant unicorn. “That was a few years ago. We went to Las Pegasus to stop an underground weapons dealer.”
“Oh, good morning, Aben!” Twilight said, and added in an amazed tone when she followed out of a corner, “And you too, Fluttershy!”
“Good morning, Twilight.” The yellow pegasus cheerfully replied, walking past her friend. “If you’re hungry, you should ask Aben to escort you to the dining hall. I just had breakfast there; it was delightful.”
“Okay, I think I will. I take it you’re going to gather your things?” Twilight responded.
“Yeah. Maybe Spike, Rainbow and I will meet you guys there when they wake up. See you later!” Fluttershy said as she reached their guest room and entered it.
“Well, if you’re hungry, just follow me. I can go for a second course.” Aben said, patting his stomach. Twilight made an observation here; Aben was different from last night. His vest was straighter, his mane tidier, and his posture a bit more stiff. Whether this was due to something or if he just got sloppier by the end of the day, Twilight couldn’t figure out.
“Let’s go then. It’ll also give us time to discuss the journey.” She said, trotting towards the brown stallion. As they walked to the dining hall, Aben struck up a conversation.
“So, Miss Sparkle…” He began before he was cut off by the unicorn’s giggling.
“You can just call me Twilight, Aben. No need for formalities or forced chivalry.” She smiled as she spoke. Aben smirked back awkwardly.
“Alright then, Twilight.” He corrected. “Where are you four from? I’ve been meaning to ask.”
“Oh, we’re from Ponyville.” She answered cheerfully.
“Ah, Ponyville. That’s a nice little hike away.” Aben stated. After a brief silence he posed a question that made Twilight jump a bit. “You hear about what’s going on there?”
“W-what?” She asked, faking innocence.
“Apparently, there was some relic discovered there. I heard it from one of the ponies in the Relic Vault here in the guild. Says they found some book that’s apparently human.” The adventurer explained, chuckling slightly. “Human, huh! See, in a job like this, you hear so many different things. But you never know which myths have truth behind them.”
“Heheh, yeah. Mythical humans…” Twilight continued hiding her experiences. She tried changing the subject (successfully) by asking “Anyways, what were you doing with Fluttershy?”
Aben’s face grew nervous and also a bit pink. “Her? I was just discussing the mission with her. Giving her a pep talk, y’know? She looked too gentle to be on an adventure. So I tried to encourage her.” He didn’t like where this conversation was going.
Twilight grinned deviously. “Really, Aben? Because the Fluttershy I know would never be this comfortable in a new surrounding. Did you really just discuss the journey?”
Aben’s face had turned from pink to a think magenta. “Yeah, nothing else. Doesn’t mean anything. Nothing else whatsoever. Oh look, the dining hall!” He quickly stated, grateful that the focus of the conversation was changing.
The dining hall looked like a rustic school cafeteria. Well, if you replace the crappy decorations with trophies, replace slime for quality food, and replace snobby students with well-behaved, fun-loving ponies, then you’d be spot-on. It was massive, and had an atmosphere of brotherhood similar to the one the tavern had. The food options were displayed on a massive buffet. Twilight got a fruit salad, and Aben got a glass of milk, claiming he had lost his appetite.
“So, are the supplies ready?” Twilight inquired before consuming her meal.
“That’s an affirmative.” Aben replied in a serious attitude. “I’ve estimated three days rations, and have packed two maps, a compass, my guitar, my hoof-blade in case things get rough, and my Guild Gear, which is basically the ultimate in-case-of-emergency tool.”
“Oh, okay. Packing lightly, aren’t you?” The unicorn said with a smile.
“Rule number 4. Oh look, our comrades!” He answered, pointing out the approaching familiar faces.
Twilight turned and saw two pegasi and a dragon. Rainbow had a small sandwich, and Spike had a big, juicy pear. Fluttershy had nothing, as she had already eaten. They all sat at the table with their friends, and Twilight made note of Fluttershy sitting next to Aben and not her.
“So, when do we head out?” Rainbow asked before taking a massive bite.
“A bit after we eat. I’ll take Twilight here with me to settle the technical stuff, and then we’ll leave. It’ll be a bit before noon, on schedule.” Aben answered.
“How long will we be gone?” Spike inquired.
“About two or three days, depending on weather and natural circumstances.” The adventurer chuckled. “Even if something happens, we can stop in a nearby town for needed resources.”
“Isn’t our goal to avoid town and guards?” Fluttershy brought up.
“Yeah, so that’s why if we need anything in a town I’ll get it. I can blend in the best of us all.” He stated, exaggerating the chivalrousness of it all. It was clear he was trying to earn brownie points for something (or, Twilight thought, for somepony).
“Well, then, here’s to a successful journey!” Twilight happily said.
As they left the dining hall, Twilight stayed behind a bit. She wanted to see Aben alone. She had something bothering her that she needed to have clarified.
“Hey Aben,” she asked with a smirk, “you aren’t interested in Fluttershy, are you?”
He stopped cold, and let out a heavy sigh. “Dang it, number 8…” He muttered.
“What was that?” Twilight happily asked as she approached the stallion.
“Was it that obvious? I’m such a dork.” Aben turned and answered. “She’s just so delicate. I’ve yet to meet a mare so pure in all my life. I’m going to take advantage of this opportunity, because she’s a once-in-a-lifetime.”
Twilight snickered. “Well, you better treat her really nice. She can be sweet and all, but trust me, no matter what, you don’t want to see her angry.”
“Wait, you’re okay with this? I was expecting you to be protective of your friend.” Aben said, shocked.
“To put it simply, she seems comfortable around you. That’s rare. Maybe it’ll work. And you seem nice enough, so I trust you, just as you trust me.” She turned deathly serious and then spoke “But if you hurt her, you’ll make a lot of enemies, to put it lightly.”
Aben stood dumbfounded in fear of the lavender mare’s words. She giggled and began trotting back to her room. “No pressure!” She called back as she walked out of sight.
“Ugh, this is gonna be an interesting mission.” He thought aloud. “Geez, I am not prepared for this…”
“Alright, everypony got it?” Aben asked the huddled group. They were surveying a map of Equestria, marking their designated path. “That’s our planned course. With stops here-“ he marked the outer rim of Keesar Valley “and here-“ the Old Mare’s Mountain Range, “we should reach Canterlot in approximately 3 days, taking into account possible encounters, obstacles, and SRSs.”
“What’s an SRS?” Spike asked.
“Stealth Requiring Situation.” The adventurer answered. “Any moment when covering our tracks would be of greater importance than how far we travel. I expect at most three, and possibly none. After all, we’re just simply traveling.”
Twilight coughed. Rainbow chuckled nervously.
“Won’t we have to worry about possible ambushes? We’re still in Defte’s area.” Fluttershy stated.
“Taken into account. Here’s how I have it planned out…” Aben took a sketch from his bag. It showed a triangle with three ponies at each point, and a pony, lizard, and boxes in the center. “I’ll lead the front, with the maps, compass, hoof-blade, and emergency aid kit in my bag. I’ll lead the front.”
He pointed at Rainbow. “You, you seem tough. Can you handle a bandit or two?”
She buffed up and grunted. “In my sleep!” She said proudly.
“Is that courage well established?” Aben turned to the others with a stern expression before continuing his question. “Being that brave is a great feat, but be careful.”
“Why, can’t I handle it? Don’t you trust me?” The multicolored mare asked annoyed.
“I trusted my friends, and it didn’t make any difference to the enemy.” He said sullenly. “They were cut down right before my eyes. So again, I ask. Are your actions matching your words?”
Everypony stiffened up from the seriousness. Rainbow moved a bit back. The look of sorrow in Aben’s eyes seemed incredibly out of character. They looked like they should be crying, but were as dry as a desert.
“Yeah, she can handle herself in a fight.” Twilight said, lightening the mood. “After all, she’s the only pony to pull off a Sonic Rainboom.”
The stallion’s shift in emotion was miraculous. He went from quiet and silent to wide-eyed and euphoric. “REALLY?! THAT WAS YOU?!” He fervently inquired of the speedster.
“Y-yeah, I have. Three times, actually.” Rainbow answered, gaining smugness as she spoke.
“Geez! That’s not even right!” He said, both annoyed and ecstatic. “A huge number of adventurer pegasi have tried that feat, but none succeed! Imagine the Life Saga, being the only pony to pull off the Rainboom!”
“Well, she’s good in her position.” Twilight said, bringing everypony back on topic. “But why am I there? I mean, I know we aren’t putting Fluttershy in a guard position, for (she winked at Aben as she said this, but nopony noticed) special reasons.”
“Well, you seem pretty powerful magically. You can conjure shields and projectiles, right? That’s basically all we need.” Aben asked, and Twilight confirmed with a nod at both.
“Good. Fluttershy, Spike, you two will hold our food supplies and camp materials. You’re the convoy we’re protecting.” He spoke to the two. “Don’t worry, I won’t let my comrades down, ever.”
“Oh, o-okay.” Fluttershy answered.
“You got it, Aben!” Spike cheerfully answered.
“Good. Everypony grab your load, we embark NOW!!” Aben announced as he rolled up the map. Ponies began grabbing bags that had been laid out, and Twilight made it sure that her saddlebag was hidden in the middle of the rest of the gear, an act that Aben couldn’t understand, but allowed.
As they left, they heard cheers ringing from the guild hall. Jakob and Ruby waved at their friend as he left. He returned the favor.
“Don’t worry, Jakob. I won’t let you down.” Aben whispered to himself. “And maybe I’ll get closer to finding Nail, too…”
After a good bit of walking, Aben turned to his group. “Alright everypony, we’ve reached the outskirts of Defte. We can break formation now.” At this comment, everypony eased up. The threat of ambush was mainly gone, after all. Twilight trotted ahead to reach Aben, while Spike and Fluttershy drifted back with Rainbow.
Twilight was nervous, to put it lightly. Sure, she didn’t have to be afraid of thugs anymore. But she was still a criminal of the highest degree, miles away from home, incapable of asking the princess for help, and with death constantly looming over her head. She worried mainly about what would happen if Aben found out about the Bible.
He’s going to eventually, she thought. When he does, how will he react? Would he go with us, and could we tell him about Jesus, or would he go the other way? Would he turn us in? Would he abandon us? Would he KILL us?!
“Uh, Aben,” she piped up, trying to hide the fear in her voice, “have you ever accepted any illegal missions?”
“Not intentionally.” He answered. “You see, it’s actually illegal to do so. Rule 5 of the guild. But I’ve still done a few.”
“Why?” She asked, trying to forge a conversation to calm her nerves.
“Well, sometimes a mission requires it. I’ve had to steal and sneak my way out of a few problems myself.” He chuckled as he admitted. “Mission goals change, and we have to finish our mission, no matter what.”
“Is that a rule of the guild too?”
“Yeah, I think it’s one of the twenty-somethings…”
“How did those rules get made, anyways?”
Aben smiled. “They were designed by the greatest hero of all time, the magnificent Excalibur Lionhearted. His Life Saga was truly historic, and stories are told in every hall of his feats. He once stopped a dragon from destroying a town all by himself!”
“Really?” Twilight was impressed. She had seen the destruction a dragon could do to a town before.
“Yeah. He also wasn’t just a great fighter, but valorous in the extreme. It was said that he never let any of his comrades get hurt, and his scars all were meant for others. He was benevolence incarnate.”
“Wow. So why isn’t he still adventuring?”
Aben’s face grew grim. “Excalibur…was murdered.”
“WHAT?!” Twilight gasped in horror.
“By some of the adventurers in his guild hall he just built. The conspirators were all identified. All but three of them were arrested. Two of them committed suicide, fearing the fervent rage of the adventurers.”
“What about that last one?” Aben didn’t answer this question. Twilight backed off after that, fearing she cut deep. It didn’t make sense; why would somepony want to kill a guy like that? All he ever did was good.
“Anyways,” Aben started up again, “before he died, he wanted his influence to spread when he was done. He wanted ponies to go out and live life to the fullest for others. He wanted us to shine light in the darkness of the world, and make it a better place to everyone. He said that doing so would make us more than normal ponies. Thus the concept of a Life Saga was born. Excalibur told us to make our name known and be recognized as a glorious beacon of hope and integrity in the world.”
“That’s…an interesting philosophy.” The unicorn stated.
“It’s what we live by. My Life Saga isn’t entirely the best, but it’s mine. All I know is that nopony else out there is going to be a better me than me.” His eyes gleamed with determination, and his chest stuck out with courage.
“I will make my name known! History will shine upon the epic Saga of Aben Teuer! That’s my destiny!”
These words inspired Twilight. Aben was right; nopony can be a better him than him. And nopony will live his life. The same applies to herself. Despite her situation, she will get through it, because she has to. There will not be another Twilight Sparkle to do it for her!
With this new morale, Twilight marched onwards. I can reach Celestia, she thought, and I will!
The sun began to set, but it didn’t deter the party. They had finally reached Keesar Valley without any difficulties. Aben himself was surprised; he didn’t expect them to reach their position early.
“Let’s set up camp early. We’ll be able to have a good time out here, and bring good fortune to our humble travel party.” He announced as the ponies began laying down their gear. Aben and Rainbow got to work setting up the two tents (one for the guys and the other for the girls), while Twilight began a fire. Spike and Fluttershy were sent to find some kindling and wood for said campfire.
Within a few minutes, the site was complete. Two tents were positioned, and a lovely fire burned around two large logs Aben had chopped down for seating. A boiling cauldron of wild root stew was burning over the flame. While they waited for the soup to cook, Aben wielded his guitar.
“While we await our food, how about I play a song for us?” The ponies all nodded in agreement while the stallion began tuning the instrument. It only took a few seconds before it sounded good and the colt began strumming random chords. It surprised many of them that such a gruff-looking pony could play such music so well.
After random strumming ended, Aben spoke to the seated group. “I know just what to play. It’s a song Excalibur himself taught me.” Twilight smiled at this statement, as he began strumming chords. After a few notes, he broke out into lyrics*.
Sit down, escape your lonely day, my treat; The love is on me.
You seem so tired, but I’m understanding; So tell your story.
You stumble, but it’s alright…
Say what you want to me, my friend.
The words are growing bigger in my head.
So take all you want from me, my friend.
Even if it is nothing at all…
The words and rhythm soon had the group swaying in time. The words had comforted the worried ponies. All fears of death faded, and no pony thought of the Bible as he sang. When the second chorus broke out, the ponies joined in. The mixture of his voice and the ponies’ higher voices sounded truly marvelous.
You wanted all that your eyes could see. Maybe it’ll all be dealt in time.
But the world will never see you eye-to-eye, or heart-to-heart, I know this.
You stumble, but it’s alright…
As the ambience of the guitar, combined with the warmth of the fire and the shining light of the sunset, permeated the group, they began to feel something they hadn’t felt since the before Bible showed up.
Joy.
Twilight felt that sort of feeling of when you finally discover something you’ve been dying to learn. Rainbow felt as if she had just finished another great day of testing, and had broken a few of her old records. Spike felt like he had just got the birthday present he had always wanted. Fluttershy felt the same feeling she gets when one of her animals walks up to her and nuzzles into her on their own free will.
You stumble, the world’s spinning ‘round you now…
The last guitar chord rang into the silence of night, accompanied by the cracking of the fire. Nopony broke this silence, and allowed the moment to reside.
Aben looked at his group of comrades. He had done several missions, and had had several friends on each. He had seen many different mares and colts on his travels. But there was something different about this group. He just couldn’t put his hoof on it, but he felt closer to these three mares and the baby dragon than he had ever felt with any of his other allies.
“Alright,” he said with a new relaxation in his voice, “I do believe the stew’s done. Who’s hungry?”
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I listened to this song, and it sounded like a song Aben would play. It's 'My Friend' by Nine Lashes.
“What is THIS?!” A loud bellow rang from a raspy throat. It resonated through the tents and caused nearby nested birds to flee in panic. The shout was followed by a loud SLAM! on the dirt. Needless to say, this woke the ponies up. Twilight poked her head out and immediately learned the reason for the commotion. She was also filled with instant terror that added to the initial shock of waking up in fear.
Outside the tent was a brown stallion radiating with anger. In front of him, laying in the dirt, was the Bible.
“WHAT IS THIS?!?” He yelled once more, causing the dazed unicorn to cringe from the volume. Fluttershy inside hid in her sleeping bag, and Rainbow remained as still as physically possible in hopes of avoiding conflict.
“Aben, I can explain-“ Twilight began to plea as she walked out. But Aben wouldn’t give her any time to speak.
“I should’ve seen this! You deceived me!!” He continued in a frenzy, pacing angrily around the campsite. “I cannot believe you! Do you understand what you’ve done?!”
“Please Aben, just listen-“ Twilight started up again, and received the same response.
“Now I’m a wanted criminal. Now I have a boshed mission. Now I have to deal with this infernal relic! Why didn’t I see it? Right after an ancient tome shows up, four Ponyville residents show up, trying to get to Canterlot! I’ve been escorting TERRORISTS!!!”
“Aben, it’s not like tha-“ She couldn’t get a word to the infuriated pony. He was truly filled with rage; if looks could kill, everything in a one-mile radius would’ve bitten the dust. His wild mane coupled his glare to make his every fiber of his body seemingly beam with unbridled discontentment.
“Look here, terrorist. I don’t care what happens now, but it doesn’t matter anymore. You’re wolves’ heads, and my only way to not be one of you…” he spoke in a sullen tone…
“…I’m going to have to kill you four.”
“No!!” Twilight shouted in absolute panic. She retreated into her tent, while Aben equipped his hoof-blade. With a heavy sigh, he approached the closed tent, which was shaking due to the terrified ponies’ constant shivering.
The zipper began to pull open. Aben prepped for a killing blow. His blade-wielding hoof reared back, and his weight shifted to a lunge stance. With the final zips, the flap fell down, and Aben lunged…
…and stopped with all his might, barely avoiding eviscerating a yellow Pegasus.
The blade edge was an inch away from Fluttershy’s chest. If he hadn’t stopped, she would’ve been impaled. The two met eyes in their positions. Tears were flowing in near-Niagara quantities from the mare’s. Aben’s blinding rage began to slowly fade in the leaking emerald seas of her eyes. It wasn’t long until his began to follow her example.
“What has happened to us?!” He cried out, drawing his blade back. He collapsed where he stood and bawled, and Fluttershy followed suit. The two bawled together for a few minutes. The ponies inside were barely keeping themselves in normal breathing rates after witnessing the (almost) slaughter of their friend.
“Aben…” Fluttershy squeaked through her tears, “…you don’t have to do this. Please…”
“I, I just can’t…” He muttered. Twilight finally walked out of the tent, seing that the threat of death had passed, at least for now.
“Aben, please, let me explain.” She said, trotting towards the two. “We aren’t terrorists. I can explain everything about our reasons for what we did. You jst have to listen to us.”
“NO!” Aben shouted, some rage returning to his voice. “I can’t, and I WON’T!” He shoved Fluttershy aside, who hid her face in the dirt and shivered at the sudden outburst.
“I’ve already had my spirit shattered by betrayal, and I refuse to let it happen again!”
He snatched up the Bible and put it into his bag. “Although I will not slay you…” he spoke as he gathered his gear, “…you will not reach Canterlot on your own. I can not be with you any longer.”
Twilight gasped when she saw him take the maps. It was then that her fears were realized. “Aben, no! Don’t do this!”
He thrusted his blade, stopping a centimeter away from her throat. She silenced immediately and stiffened. “Shut up, you monster. Be thankful I am bound by the guild laws to spare you.I shall turn in this book, and reveal its original owners. You will be hunted down and captured by royal guards. May Celestia have mercy upon you, because I am not currently capable of that.”
With this final statement, Aben Teuer turned and ran. He ran in the direction back to Defte. It took only a few seconds before they lost sight of him. Twilight and Fluttershy, still in tears, watched the stallion disappear.
“Aben…” Twilight muttered, “…I’m so sorry.”
Rainbow had watched the whole scene from inside the tent. She walked out, the atmosphere of desperation assaulting her emotional flesh. It felt just like when they heard the declaration; a feeling of absolute despair and hopelessness.
“Tw-Twilight?” Fluttershy piped up. “What are we g-gonna do n-now?”
Twilight was still dumbfounded. She looked down and watched her tears fall. “I…” she finally spoke, “…I just don’t know anymore.” She solemnly said before subsiding into the dirt. She continued crying, feeling absolute defeat’s burden upon her body and the guilt of deception on her conscience. The sight of her agony caused Fluttershy to burst into tears in a similar fashion.
Rainbow wasn’t as moved emotionally. She sat completely still while her friends wept. She had many thoughts coursing through her head, ranging from ‘what are we going to do now’ to ‘what openings are there in a royal guard’s armor’ and her personal favorite, ‘why the **** am I not chasing Aben’ or something of that sort.
“Girls!” The speedster finally spoke. “This doesn’t change our mission! We still have to go to Canterlot!”
Twilight and Fluttershy rose from their catatonic states. “B-but Rainbow, what can we do now?” The unicorn asked.
“So what if he tells guards it’s us?! We’re already wanted! They’re already searching everywhere! It was only a matter of time!!” She explained to the two. “It just means we have to reach Canterlot faster!”
“But he took the Bible!” Fluttershy pointed out.
“Good! Now we don’t have to carry that frikkin’ book!” Rainbow retorted, appalling her friends. “Let’s get a move on and see Celestia!”
“Rainbow! You’re missing Fluttershy’s point! We need the Bible!” Twilight shouted in frustration. “Get it in your stupid head! Without the Bible, we can’t end our struggles! We can’t offer it up, and now even if we did, we’d be too late! It’s out of our hooves; now all of Equestria knows it’s us! We’re doomed! We might as well die right now!!”
Rainbow couldn’t respond to this. She sat completely thunderstruck. Also, against her will and personality, she noticed her own eyes began forming tears.
“But Twilight, don’t we have eternal-“ Fluttershy piped up, but was immediately silenced.
“SHUT UP!!!” She screamed at her friend, only causing her to cry more. “Don’t EVEN bring that up!! If Jesus and God really loved us, heck if they even EXISTED, would they have given us this fate?! Why would they have brought all this on us! It’s obviously fake! It’s a lie! There isn’t eternal life, there was no flood, and Jesus didn’t die for us!” Her eyes began tearing in her frantic ravings. “We became the fools that I had read about! We pursued a conspiracy, and now we suffer for it!”
Now everypony was in tears. They all cried at their misfortune, for it truly seemed like it now. All hope was lost. There was no safety anymore. Celestia’s infamous (and barely known, due to their precision) inquisition general was bound to find them.
Twilight rose with a sigh so heavy it made the moon feel anorexic. “C’mon girls, let’s go turn ourselves in.” Twilight finally admitted. There was no verbal response, but nopony resisted. They all got up and began walking to open road.
As they walked, Twilight realized how beautiful nature was. Everything seemed so fresh and glorious, absolutely declaring their appearance in a truly magnificent cadence of creation. She thought this because this was (in her mind) the last time she’d ever see nature this close, but she didn’t realize this drive in her thought processes.
Suddenly, something hit her. “Where’s Spike?” No response.
“He was in the same tent as…” Rainbow said and then gasped in horror. “You don’t think Aben-“
“Don’t say it.” Twilight said, failing to maintain her tear ducts at the thought of her assistant’s departure from the mortal realm.
They continued their walk, and they saw a sight that affirmed Twilight’s statement. A pitch-black unicorn was walking on the road. She could tell it was towards them by the stern gaze he had on them. He wore bright white armor with old trims; awfully clean for a captain of the Inquisition of the Royal Guard. He had a sword at his side, and his short white mane was kept without a helmet.
“Well, girls, this is it.” Twilight turned and said before taking a deep breath and laying on the ground. Her friends followed suit. It wasn’t long until the stallion reached them.
“Well, what have we here? You three are the most willing terrorists I’ve ever encountered.” The unicorn cackled sinisterly as he looked upon them. “Usually they put up some sort of fight. This is most interesting.”
“So, you know it’s us. We don’t have the Bible, though.” Twilight said, void of emotion.
The unicorn cackled once more. “That’s humorous. You try to hide it when you’re doomed to death no matter what!” He looked over the three. “Well, it seems you’re the leader, as you’ve spoken on their behalf. So I’m going to kill your ally first.”
He began walking towards Rainbow Dash, using his magic to levitate her sword out. When it was raised, he heard the shivering of a yellow pegasus behind him. He set his sword aside himself and turned.
“What have we here? Afraid, little heathen?” He smirked in a most unpleasant fashion. “Well, fear not. You’re death shall be quick and painless, and I shall save you the grief of witnessing your friends’ executions.”
Fluttershy gasped and hid her face in the dirt road when she saw the black beast walk towards her. He rose the sword slowly into the air. Twilight and Rainbow hid their faces, choosing not to see this gruesome sight.
“Be gone, accursed terrorist!” The unicorn shouted before swinging the sword down. Time seemed to slow as the blade fell closer and closer to Fluttershy’s neck.
-CLING-
The sharp ring of metal clashing was a severe contrast to the expected meaty sound of a blade striking flesh. The sight of where this noise came from was even more surprising.
A familiar brown stallion stood in front of them all, gripped well in the ground. His hoof-blade had blocked the sword. His wild black mane and tail blew slightly in the wind for a nice dramatic appearance effect. On his back was a small purple dragon, who just then blew a fireball into the Inquisitor’s face.
“Gah!” The black colt shrieked in pain while patting flame out of his hair. While their foe was distracted, Spike jumped off Aben’s back and immediately ran to embrace the teary Twilight.
“Spike, where’d you-” The unicorn began to ask before the dragon shushed her. He pointed at the adventurer who was now engaged in combat with the inquisitor.
“By the way, don’t worry.” Spike whispered, pointing into his backpack. Twilight peeked inside and held her euphoria inside a massive smile. For inside this bag, alone and still quite dusty, was the Bible.
Aben fought very hard, and it was surprising to see him hold his ground. The unicorn was using magic to wield his sword, so for Aben to block physically was a great feat indeed. His sword stance was familiar to Twilight; it was a style she had read about in one of her old history classes. Although she wasn’t much of a fighter, the sciences of combat interested her.
Aben was maintaining good ground, easily detecting any sort of intimidation and guarding openings. The unicorn, however, wasn’t dressed as a captain for nothing. His stance was fearless, and he kept his head literally and figuratively in combat. It looked like a pretty even fight, but Rainbow thought otherwise.
“Psst, Twilight, you should shoot a blast at that guy.” She nudged her friend. Twilight returned with a confused glare. “I can tell by Aben’s eyes. He’s losing energy, and barely maintaining not showing it. You need to blast the guard. Something strong enough to give us run away time.”
Twilight nodded and began charging, watching the fight. She wasn’t a perfect shot, and hitting a moving target was difficult. Then add the possibility of blasting your ally. Everything was dependent on this shot, and Twilight wasn’t perfect under pressure.
Rainbow also noticed this, and sprang into action. She flew straight at the guard and tackled him. He dropped his sword in midair, and Spike immediately grabbed it. Then, Rainbow held him up, making a perfect shot for Twilight.
Direct hit! The unicorn flew over a tree before they heard the crash. Aben finally relaxed himself, and Rainbow and Fluttershy helped him run with them back to the camp.
“I’ll, explain when, we, get, to the, camp.” Aben spoke between gasps for air. It was clear he hadn’t fought like that in a long time. “But, I owe, you four, an, apology.”
“Alright, I’m sure you’ve all got (ERK!) questions to ask.” Aben said, grunting when the bandage on his front right hoof was tightened by Fluttershy. “Spike and I will answer them, but ask now. I’ve got a lot to explain before we continue, and we best do that soon.”
“Alright, first off; Spike, where were you?” Twilight demanded the dragon.
Spike scratched the back of his head sheepishly. “Well, I got hungry in the middle of the night, and went to our food to find something to eat. But I heard some rustling and hid in a bag. I kinda, uh, fell asleep. Next thing I know, I’m being carried through the woods by Aben!”
“Yeah, I never bothered to look in my bags in my rush.” Aben admitted. “Ah, I think that’ll do. Thanks, Fluttershy.” He moved his hoof around, adapting to the bandage.
“Now I have a question.” Fluttershy sternly gazed at the stallion. “Why did you try to kill us?”
“Well, it was my hindsight really.” Aben chuckled, but his laughs were not shared. “You see, I’ve had a mission that was really an assassin trying to kill me. He was a fake from the start. I’ve learned to search the teams’ stuff the first night, because if you do it too soon it’ll make you seem paranoid. Do it too late, and that’s just it; you’re too late. And well, I found the Bible. I had heard that a group of ponies had taken a dangerous relic from Ponyville, and well, you guys fit that bill perfectly.”
“That doesn’t explain the rage.” Rainbow pointed out harshly.
Aben sighed. “Well, I promised I’d tell you my Life Saga. Since we don’t exactly have that much time, I’ll just tell you the important bits.” The ponies all sat across from him, and he repositioned himself.
“Okay, it was about twelve years ago. I was still a young colt, didn’t even have my sword mark here yet. I lived in a city a bit off from here, with my mom and pop. Life was fine; I had a few friends, and we all liked exploring and gettin’ into trouble trying to find our cutie marks.”
The Ponyvillians chuckled. This sounded a bit familiar.
“Anyways, one day, our lifestyle changed. Like I said, I lived a bit off from here, so I was still near this hell-hole area of treachery. It was twelve years ago…” He started gazing down.
“What? What happened?” Twilight asked.
“A gang attacked our city. They claimed it was their territory. As such, we refused. And they started slaughtering everypony. They didn’t want members; they just wanted our goods. I witnessed many of my friends and their families get brutally murdered. My parents were some of them.”
Fluttershy trotted over to him and gave him a hug. She didn’t know why, but she felt like he could really use a hug right now.
He continued explaining. “I survived by grabbing my father’s hoof-blade. He had it for self-defense, but they got him before he could arm himself. When I had successfully defended myself from three brutes by beating them with the flat, my mark appeared. I rue its image to this day, and every time I fight I’m reminded of that night.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. If I knew, I would’ve fought that guy off myself.” Rainbow said, offering her condolences.
“Ah, no worry. It brings me joy to use my accursed talent for the good of others.” He smiled at the ponies. “Well, when it died down, I looked for any of my friends. I only found one; my best friend, Stab Nail. He was with me all the time before that night. When I found him, his parents were also dead, but I saw a scarier sight; there were four dead thugs laid in a pile nearby him. They had bruises all over their bodies, and a metal shard between their eyes. Stab didn’t have any tears in his eyes when I found him, but his face and voice had proven to me that he had done all his crying already. Then and there, we vowed to each other to never leave each other; we were the only family we had left.”
Twilight was shocked at this story. She knew that if she had lived without her parents and Shining, she would’ve turned out a completely different mare. The trauma of witnessing their murders is another level entirely. She was impressed at how Aben didn’t act like a traumatized pony at all.
“We found some safe wreckage to sleep. Later that morning, thanks to being near Defte,” here his voice grew more hopeful, “the adventurers came. Led by Excalibur himself, they rooted out and stopped the gang. All remaining members were arrested for life. It was then that three ponies found me and Stab.”
“Excalibur, Jakob, and Ruby?” Spike asked, and Aben nodded.
“Yeah. They asked us what happened, and we told them. They then offered to house us in the guild hall.”
“That’s why you said you knew the guest quarters!” Twilight realized.
“Yeah, Stab and I stayed there for a good five years. We grew and learned from other adventurers. We wanted to join the ranks of them when we grew up. But most importantly, I and he bonded. We had become a great team, brotherly love on a great level. We were inseparable.”
“Wait, why haven’t we met Stab yet then?” Fluttershy asked.
“Well, in a way, you have. I’ll explain in a moment.” He spoke with tears forming from this question. “I have to tell things in order.”
“Okay…” The pegasus replied timidly, feeling she offended him.
“Well, we became adventurers. We had done a good few missions together and apart. We had learned personally from Jakob and Excalibur. But something was different. Over time, Stab had gotten a little quiet. He had changed, and he lost his inspiration in his eyes. I was still talking to him, but he seemed different. Then, it finally happened.”
“What?” Twilight asked, before realizing. “Wait, what you told me earlier?”
Aben nodded. “That’s right, the plot to kill Excalibur. I don’t remember the details, but all I know is that it was a fake mission that was obviously a fallacy. He took it knowing this, and exposed it for what it was. But that ended up being his downfall. It turned out the fake mission was a decoy, and during his exposure of that hoax…”
“…he was stabbed in the back of the neck.”
All the ponies gasped. How could he have fallen like this?
“But that’s not the worst. Obviously, the guild reacted. But the conspirers were prepared. The guild fought itself, and in the end, several ponies had died and a good deal were imprisoned.”
“Wow, that sounds horrendous…” Twilight stated.
“But the worst part was this. Stab Nail…was on the conspirers’ side.”
Jaws dropped. Nopony could believe this. His best friend, killed their mentor?
“In fact, he was the one who stabbed him in the back. Stab ran away right afterwards, so I never got to hear why he did it.”
“So, that’s why you reacted so hard from betrayal?” Twilight asked.
“I trust still, because I know that I mustn’t become a cold-hearted beast. That’s what Stab wanted me to do.”
“But, if you have all this in you…” Twilight solemnly inquired.
“…why did you come back?”
“As much as I hate being betrayed, I don’t want anypony else to feel that feeling of when your best friend and hope are all taken away from you.” He said, smiling at his new friends.
“But, we deceived you and betrayed you!” Rainbow couldn’t figure it out. “You didn’t have to come back.”
“Guild Rule 22 says I must follow through with my missions.” He smirked. There was a clause saying that this doesn’t apply to illegal missions, but he left that part out.
“But still, there must’ve been more than that.” Twilight said. “No offence, but you don’t seem like the kind of pony who’d come back because of a rule.”
“Well, I think Spike can tell that better than me.” He pointed at the seated dragon.
“I told him our situation.” Spike flatly explained. “I told him about Jesus, the Bible, the poster, and our trip to see Celestia.”
“I agree with you on the fact that something like immortality should be hidden. And I still don’t understand this whole ‘God’ character, but I’m going to help you. Because Excalibur would’ve wanted it; because I want to…”
“…and because old Stab would’ve wanted me to.”
That name reminded Fluttershy of something. “Speaking of, what did you mean, we’ve met him before?”
Aben turned to Twilight. “You remember that picture you saw in the hallway?”
“Yeah, of you, Jakob, and Ruby?” She answered, failing to see the connection.
“There was one more.” The stallion unequivocally said. Suddenly, Twilight remembered a black pony in that picture. He was staring off in the distance, and he had a white mane…
“That Inquisitorial Captain!!” She shouted. Her friends gasped in horror. “Wait, why did you tell him about the Bible and not notice it was him?”
“What? I didn’t see him until when he assaulted you!” Aben answered confused. “He was really crafty, but for him to find you, that means…”
“…somepony knows that we have the Bible.” Twilight assumed. The situation suddenly got direr.
“That just means that Stab will catch up with us faster. We have less time to reach Celestia now.” Rainbow reasoned. “We better get a move on.”
“Right. Let’s pack up our camp. We better get moving right away. I’ll answer any other questions if needed on the road. But for now, we better move!” Aben said, returning to his natural tone of determination and seemingly idiotic bravery. “I know how to cover my tracks pretty well. So, we’ll move stealthily, but also swiftly. This way we can still sleep safely a few nights.”
(A/N: Elaborating Aben Teuer's Fighting)
(I've received a message or three asking me to better explain Aben's fighting techniques, along with the hoof-blade. Forgive my lame explanation, I don't know proper sword-fighting terms. Allow the author to elaborate after an awesome alliteration.)
Aben Teuer is an interesting swords, er, pony. His special talent, as proven by his mark, is swordfighting. To be more specific, it is more of combat instinct itself. After all, anyone, with a lucky hit, can fell a more skilled foe or a bigger foe. And anyone more skilled can slay a larger foe, which is how Aben beat a few thugs (they just used blunt objects, while he was an instinctively good fighter. Also, he was more agile in his youth, and probably had terrain's advantage. Please don't argue that he should've lost, that battle shows his talent). In Aben's case, his talent regards combat insight; he is good at sensing where a blow will strike and if it is a fake or a feint attack. This is how he was able to hold his ground with Stab, who levitated his sword; Aben was able to tell where the levitated sword was going to attack and he blocked accordingly.
Through years of adventuring, Aben has learned how to use his weapon far greater than before. One of his favored tactics is responding to a predicted fake attack with a fake of his own, in which the opponents usually shifts to defensive, but is confused by the fake return. Then, Aben strikes either high or low, depending on the opponent's size and block stance. On an opponent without a fact reaction rate, this tactic works great. However, if the foe can predict ABEN'S fake and counter, Aben will be caught off-guard.
Aben is not entirely skilled on the offensive. He focuses more on parrying blows than striking with his own, and only does on 'perfect' moments. Obviously, you can't expect a 'perfect' moment to occur commonly. Aben is good at handling pressure, but can't really lay it down himself. I believe this is because he isn't fond of attacking with a lethal weapon or of being able to take somepony's life, after seeing the lives of his family taken away.
Twice.
The hoof-blade is an interesting weapon. It consists of a blade that extends horizontally on a hoof pointed forwards. It is mounted on a bracer on a front hoof. Think of a sword extending from the side of your arm, pointing out towards your hand. Aben is unnaturally skilled, as it was the only weapon he has ever used. The one he uses is mounted on a leather and iron bracer, and is made of sharpened steel. It was his father's, and he keeps it in good shape as it is his only memory of his family.
(on an unrelated author's note, I've used General Zoi's creator to make Aben in my free time because I was bored. Here's the code if you want to see him.
Keesar Valley. It was more of an open-topped tunnel, in reality. Its main section zoomed out in a straight line, but trying to see the end would make your eyes hurt. It would’ve been a pit of flames if the canyon walls weren’t high enough to provide the central crevice they walked in with constant shade. Due to this cooler state, the valley floor was littered with occasional bushes and small animals, unlike the dunes on the plateaus above.
“Don’t worry about Stab.” Aben assured the group. “He knows he’ll have to plan his tactics through since I’m with you.” He smirked uneasily as he said this, and Twilight couldn’t tell if he was proud or ashamed of his words.
“Okay then,” Twilight answered, “If you say so, I trust you.”
The adventurer stiffened. “Really? You’re awfully trusting, aren’t you?”
“Well, in my time of studying friendship, I’ve learned to trust my friends and hope for the best.” She cheerfully explained.
“Interesting philosophy. I’ve been told often to hope for the worst and keep expectations low, personally. This way, nothing really goes horribly wrong. But for me, things always seem to, like finding the Bible…” Aben said dismally.
“That sounds depressing…” Fluttershy said sympathetically.
“…But, it’ll get better!” Aben instantly went back to cheerful. “Rule 28 of the guild!”
“Sheesh, do you have a copy of those or something?” Rainbow jokingly asked. The group broke out into a morale-boosting laughter.
“Alright, ladies and dragon, our goal for the rest of the day is to reach the end of this crevice.” Aben said. “There we’ll find ourselves a cave hidden enough to be out of sight, while not hidden enough so as to be an ideal hiding spot, as that’s where Stab will search.”
“Wouldn’t it be smart to pick one of those obvious ones?” Fluttershy pointed out. “If Stab thinks like you, then he’s probably going to think with that logic.”
“Y’know, my dear, you’re right!” Aben said with a raucous laugh. “I didn’t take you to be a criminal mind!” Fluttershy blushed and hid behind her mane. The rest of the group joined Aben’s laugh.
“Geez, Fluttershy, that’s twice so far! How many criminal insights are you going to give?” Spike asked.
“SHH!” Aben silenced the group, and lifted his hoof into the air, signaling a stop. His head began to nod towards a large shrub. “Get back, in that bush!” The group obeyed, and they all took shelter.
“What is it? Somepony there?” Twilight asked.
“Well, something is out there.” Aben whispered. “It looks like a tall monkey, bald, standing on two legs, wearing some sort of garments…”
“Charles?” Twilight squeaked in a mixture of joy and surprise before looking out of the bush herself. “I thought he went back to his world! Did the spell not work?”
“Wait, you know that abomination?” Aben asked with complete dumbfoundedness. Twilight looked closer, but soon shook her head.
“No, that’s not him. I know something like that thing though.”
This was another human, but this one was different. His hair was all in a long, grey beard. His bushy eyebrows were highly exaggerated by this, and it gave him a more frightening appearance than Charles was. He wore a black suit, which was decently filthy. It had a strange design on the back in a contradictive red tone, and Twilight semi-recognized some of the image designs.
“That man, he knows magic!” She firmly stated.
“Wait, ‘man’? That’s a hu-human?!” Aben asked, still dumbfounded.
“Yeah, they’re real. Where do you think the Bible came from?” Rainbow said with a shrug.
“So, the Bible is a human artifact? “ Aben began to sweat. “Hey, uh, Twilight? Are these humans from, uh, another world?”
“That’s what they told me.” She replied, still observing the man. He was walking and observing the nature.
Aben was now sweating profusely. His brow wobbled in fear, and he bit his lip to prevent an outburst. He then slowly moved towards Twilight.
“Hey, uh, Twilight? Can I talk to you alone?” He said nervously.
“Uh, sure thing, Aben!” She answered, a bit surprised at the request. They trotted to a separate bush. Once there, Aben clutched Twilight and stared straight into her eyes. Twilight blushed at the sudden physical contact, as her mind tried to comprehend what was going on.
“Twilight, listen very carefully.” Aben whispered in an incredibly serious manner. “The Bible comes from another world. It comes from the world of humanity. Let me tell you now, all the mythology of the human world I’ve read make it seem like a horrid place, unlike Equestria. It’s filled with strife.”
“Aben, where are you going-” Twilight tried to ask but Aben cut her off with a sudden increase in volume.
“We should give the Bible back to the human.” He shouted in a whisper. “It’s not supposed to be here.”
“WHAT?!” Twilight responded with a whisper-shout of her own. “Why would I do that, after all I’ve been through and all the trouble it’s caused?!”
“Right now, here and now, we can end all the struggles. Stab’s only after the Bible. If we take it clean out of this world, we’ll have no evidence against ourselves. We’ll be free.”
“Aben, it’s not that simple.” Twilight sighed. “The Bible isn’t that simple. It’s played a major role in this entire endeavor. If I didn’t think it was worth risking, I wouldn’t have found you. And besides, I just have to see if Jesus is real or not.”
“Why do you even need to know?” The adventurer was angered at the question. “He’s from a story from another world! For all we know, he could only apply to that world!”
“If he does or if he doesn’t is a meaningless matter if he doesn’t exist in the first place.” Twilight firmly stated. “My mission is the same. I will see Celestia. I will find out if this thing is as powerful as it seems. I will see if eternal life is attainable. And most importantly, I can’t just abandon them.” She pointed towards her friends. “They’ve been with me this whole time, and they want to know this as much as I do. Especially Fluttershy.”
Aben’s eyes perked up at the mention of his beloved’s name. He sighed heavily. “…You had to pull that card, didn’t you?” Twilight nodded cheerfully, prompting another sigh. “Very well, Sparkle. You win this round.”
“Alright. Now regarding that human, I have a plan, but I’ll discuss it with the others too.” Aben nodded and the two walked out, back to their friends.
“So, what happened?” Rainbow asked.
“Twilight’s got a plan.” The stallion answered. “She’ll explain it all. And let me tell you gals and dragon now, you have quite the friend here.”
“Okay, this’ll be kind of like with Charles.” The unicorn began to explain. “I’ll go out and talk to the man, while you stay. But this time, watch. I can tell by his insignia that he is familiar with magic. Also, he seems more frightening than Charles.”
“I agree.” Fluttershy squeaked.
“Alright, I’ll go out. Also…” she levitated the Bible out of the bags. “…I’ll ask him about this. Maybe he can clarify something about it.”
“Good idea.” Aben said. “Well, head on out there, Twilight. My blade’s ready if he’s hostile.” He began to fasten his weapon, while the others got into a good look-out position in the bush. Twilight nodded and began trotting out. Right before she became visible, Aben nudged her and whispered.
“Y’know, my suggestion is still open.” He winked as the unicorn left her hedge hideout. She merely rolled her eyes, rejecting the idea on the outside. However, inside her mind, she was weighing the pros and cons of that option. He was right; there was no proof that they had the Bible. Twilight could say it was just another book and Stab confused it with something. She could easily through the search off of her and her friends.
But if she did, she would never know about God or Jesus. She'd be stuck with the haunting doubt of her mind that she had given up possible immortality, and the potential to do a great service to all of ponykind. Keep going and have your life in danger, or have a life filled with a massive, nagging regret?
She was going to have to decide very soon. The man noticed her approach, and turned to face her. Unlike Charles, whose eyes had a sort of welcoming gaze, this man's eyes radiated with an emptiness mixed with a bit of cruelty. His slow smirk gave him a more villainous aura as well.
"Hello there, little unicorn..."
“Uh, hello?” Twilight muttered nervously. This human’s voice was much shriller than Charles’s voice. It had a sort of grating on her eardrums, but that was ignored by his overall creepiness.
“Yes, hello.” The man spoke in a calm tone, which would probably seem friendlier if he didn’t look and sound like a serial killer. “What is your name, little unicorn?”
“M-me?” She said, starting to calm down. She wasn’t very successful, considering she had only learned of human existence a few days ago, and the two she had seen were almost exact opposites. “My name is Twilight Sp-Sparkle.”
“Ah. Alright Twilight, my name is Jauffre.” The man spoke. Twilight was certain she had heard that before. But where?
Jauffre reached his hand slowly towards her face. She backed her neck up slowly, but his long reach was too fast. He tapped on her horn with his index finger. “This isn’t just for show, is it? Are you magically gifted?”
“Y-yes, Jauffre.” She answered, waiting for a moment where she could bring up her questions. But Jauffre started up a bit of a monologue.
“Good! Finally, a sentient being with knowledge of the finer arts! You wouldn’t believe how pathetic the rest of the human race is in that field! Why, they all treat magic like the stuff of dreams and fairy tales, when it is really the greatest power known to life! Bah! Makes me feel ashamed to share a species with those imbeciles. But enough about me and my problems, you clearly wouldn’t be daft enough to come out towards something new without a reason. What did you want? Come on, spit it out!”
Twilight seized the opportunity. “Well, Jauffre, I have a few questions…”
“And I probably have answers, but I’m not so idiotic to explain my quest to something I’ve just met. Hopefully you can see that logic, or else this will get really difficult in a matter of trust.” Jauffre snapped back. His words seemed to be potent and commanding just in how they were said. This man could probably make a dragon bawl with either his glare or his speech.
“Oh, okay…” The unicorn murmured, nervous from the magician’s glare. “Wh-what do I have to do to earn your t-trust?”
“For starters, relax. I’m not here to hurt you.” He answered, patting her on the head. “I’m here looking for something else. Something that’s not supposed to be here, and that I need to destroy.”
Twilight began to sweat a bit, but she sighed and tried to relax. She was able to calm herself a bit more, but she kept her guard up. This man still looked fearsome.
“How about a deal, equine? We both want information, so how’s this sound; for every question you ask, I get to ask you one after my answer, and it goes from there. Sound fair?” He clapped his hands together and rubbed them, giving him a sort of begging appearance.
Twilight thought for a moment, and then looked Jauffre in the eyes (not easy) and asked “What do you know about Jesus?”
Jauffre stopped rubbing his hands, and his eyes widened. His face twitched into a smile, and then he burst into a horrid laugh. It pierced the air with its shrillness, and many animals fled to their homes in fear. The canyon’s echo really amplified the sinister air to it. Twilight couldn’t tell whether it was more perverted or sadistic, but either way it made her uneasy all over again. She also hoped with all her might that they weren’t in an avalanche zone.
“It seems your question has answered several of my own already!” He said, with his corrupt joy still in his speech. “He’s the supposed son of God or something. Now, for my question. I assume that you already know what a human is, by how you approached me unafraid and have some knowledge of our religions. But will you confirm my presumptions?”
Twilight sighed with relief at the simple question. “Yes, I know some few things about your kind. But only barely and recently. Now, my next query; what do you know about God? Could you elaborate?”
“I know that he has caused wars, genocides, hatred, the fall of empires, maniacs, and a huge amount of strife. All in his supposed name, or against it. Heck, usually both.” The man answered, smirking once more. He chuckled after looking at Twilight’s face.
She couldn’t believe it. She wouldn’t believe it. The first human she talked to spoke of God as if he knew him casually as an ultimate being of benevolence. Now, this man speaks of him as a vicious tyrant and catalyst of violence! Who was telling the truth? Twilight’s entire view of humans was thrown off, along with her ideals about God.
“Now for my next request.” Jauffre resumed. “Have you seen a man named Charles, perchance?”
Twilight gasped in shock, because then it hit her; she was talking to Jauffre, the sorcerer who tricked Charles and sent him here out of his will! This man was definitely not as friendly as he tried to prove. She began to back up slowly, forcing the man to grow impatient.
“You can’t simply back up from a request. Come on, you claimed you were a magician, so act like the civilized beast you are and answer me!” His statement ended with a shout.
“GUYS!!” Twilight shouted before making a break back to her bush. Her friends understood the signal immediately. Rainbow and Aben nodded in unison before launching their assault.
Jauffre started running after Twilight, and his hands were enveloped in raw fire. He began swiping his hands at her, throwing great lumps of flame towards her. Luckily, she knew well how to dodge magic from her own experiences shooting it herself and avoided the shots in time for her friends to engage.
Rainbow did a full-body dive-bomb into the man, which caught him off-guard and threw him back. Aben was running at him with his blade raised.
Jauffre shook his head and opened his eyes, only to see a sword placed over his throat and the unhappy faces of two ponies. But their faces changed from displeasure to puzzlement when he smiled at them. His right hand began to glow with a dark aura, and neither of the ponies noticed before he launched it straight into Aben’s chest and sent him flying off of him. Rainbow watched the stallion, her face wrought with awe at the human’s power. She was paralyzed with fear, but her reflexes saved her in the nick of time, as she saw a charge in the corner of her peripheral and dodged the blow launched at her from the menacing man. She then flew upwards and prepared for another dive bomb assault.
This time, however, Jauffre had expected this attack. He shifted his weight, and his hands got into another dark aura. Right when Dash entered contact range, he put his hands forward, with palms open. They collided with Dash’s hooves and stopped her solid. Her face began to twist in pain as he began squeezing her hooves with an iron grip. His own face smiled with sadistic victory.
Fortunately, in his tussle with Dash, he did not notice that Twilight had been charging a magic blast. Now that Jauffre was still, she could easily blast him. And that’s just what she did. The burst launched him back into the canyon wall a few feet away. Dash tried running back, but she screamed in pain as she put weight on her misshapen, obviously broken front hooves. She flapped back and watched the man with a glare, rightfully blaming him for her pain.
“You’re going to pay for what you did to Dash!” Twilight yelled before charging towards the man. He quickly scrambled to his feet and his hands began to glow again. Twilight recognized the magic signature of his hands and slowed her run to a jog before her assumptions were confirmed; Jauffre teleported in a flash of light. Twilight and Rainbow looked around frantically for the fiendish sorcerer. Two dreadful screams revealed his position, and was confirmed when a bruised Spike landed in front of the bush they were hiding in earlier. Twilight was about to continue her assault, but both she and Dash froze solid when they saw Jauffre.
He was standing in the bush. A malicious grin of revenge split his face, and the blood dripping from his nose gave him a gaze more monster than man. But more frightening than his face was what he was doing. He held up Fluttershy, with one arm putting her in a headlock and his hand wrapped on her muzzle. Her position was such that she couldn’t open her wings, but that didn’t stop her from trying. Eventually Jauffre just got tired of her struggling and added pressure to his hold. A loud crack was heard and a muffled shriek of pain rang from the captive.
“LET HER GO!!” Rainbow shouted in anger, raising her hoof at Jauffre only to flinch it back in pain.
“Not another move or your friend dies!” The man returned, flipping his other arm out. The hand became alive with energy and cackled with electricity. He slowly drew it closer to Fluttershy’s face, causing her to cease her squirming. Her gaze was fixed sternly on the lethal limb, and she stopped her moving immediately, paralyzed with fear. In reality, she was wondering why she hadn’t fainted in terror yet.
Twilight and Rainbow remained completely still. He had them right where he wanted them. The unicorn tried to think of what she could do without causing too much noise to potentially free her friend.
Just when she was figuring something out, a snapping noise was heard near the bush. Twilight lost her concentration, and Jauffre took it as a sign of an ambush.
“NICE TRY!!” He shouted at the nothing behind him. His hand drew back, preparing for a final strike. “DIE, PEGASUS!!” He shouted before throwing his charged fist towards Fluttershy’s face. The ponies all shut their eyes, bracing for blood and hoping not to witness the execution.
A loud scream rang through the air, followed by one that was more in agony than anger. They rang in unison for quite some time. They were surprisingly masculine cries, Twilight noted. After the screams, the sound of rampant hoof-steps in panic was heard.
Twilight opened her eyes to another one of the greatest oxymorons she had ever seen: a gruesome, yet reassuring, image. Jauffre was standing with his head back and his arms out, and a sword was stabbed through his chest. The steps were Fluttershy running towards her friends.
“I’m glad you threatened death, now rule 20 is off.” A familiar voice said, panting behind Jauffre. The man was kicked off of the blade. He crawled away backwards, gasping for air and grunting in pain, leaving a trail of blood on the dusty canyon floor. Behind him was the familiar form of Aben Teuer, hoof-blade drawn and intense vengeance radiating from his brow.
“Listen here human.” Aben said, pointing his blade straight at the man’s face. Jauffre’s eyes stared at the blood-dripping blade with terror. “You’ve hurt me; I’ll forgive you. You’ve injured my friends; again I’ll forgive you. But if you dare touch Fluttershy again…”
Jauffre tried crawling back and was rewarded for his cowardice with a hearty stomp on the chest from the stallion. He would’ve screamed from the pain but he was too busy coughing up blood. Aben’s stern gaze met his shivering eyes.
“YOU. WILL. PAY!!!” Aben shouted before stomping on the man once more, prompting another cadaver blood.
“Ugh…” Jauffre moaned, clutching his chest. “…I can’t…die here…ugh…”
Twilight ran to Spike and began to see his condition. He was simply unconscious more from shock than from the second-degree burn on his back. After all, dragons are fireproof, so the burn would probably wear off in a few hours.
“Hear me, ponies…” Jauffre muttered. “…that Bible…will destroy…your world…I tried…to ERK! stop it…but your…ignorance will…doom you…good bye…”
Suddenly, his hands started glowing a new purple tone. Aben took heed and prepared a final strike, but it was in vain. Jauffre burst in a flash of purple light, without any trace other than the massive puddle of blood he left.
“Don’t worry, Aben.” Twilight affirmed, levitating her wounded assistant onto her back. “That was the same spell Charles used to return home. We’re not seeing him any time soon.”
“I sure hope not.” Aben said, still panting. Twilight noticed something weird about the adventurer. His eyes seemed oddly dark, despite the passion in them. It was as if Aben wasn’t really there. Also, the way he was panting didn’t seem like a tired panting at all, but more of a relaxing deep-breath pattern. But before she could note this anymore he shook his head and returned to normal composure.
“Fluttershy! Are you alright?!” He shouted running and kneeling towards the seated pegasus.
“Y-yeah…” She said in gasps. She was crying more from her trauma than from her wounds, and just regained composure from hyperventilating recently. After all, the most violence she had seen before was from her predatory animals, and she always looked away when they ate. Now she had just witnessed a monster come from nowhere and attack herself and her friends with the intention to kill.
She tried standing, but she squeaked in pain and fell back down, cringing. The reason was clear; she tried opening her wings for balance, but they couldn’t stay out. A few bloodied feathers fell, revealing where the pop from earlier was. She sat shivering in pain and fear, tears dripping from her face.
Aben put his hoof around her neck, stopping her shivering. He looked her in the eyes. “Now listen closely, Fluttershy. No matter what happens next or what else opposes us, I swear on my very life to protect you. I will not allow any further harm to be done to you, especially after this. I promise.”
Fluttershy remained absolutely still. Tears were stills dropping from her face, but otherwise there was no motion. Aben took this as a sign of her not really getting it, so he did one of the few things he didn’t think he’d ever do this soon, to make her get it. He put his second hoof around Fluttershy, and embraced her in a hug.
This snapped into Fluttershy. She took in what he said, because with the added physical feeling, she was able to comprehend it. While she absorbed the depth of the promise, she also noticed her face turning a bit crimson. After all, this was the first time a stallion has hugged her. Not knowing what to do, she returned the hug, crying into the stallion’s strong shoulder.
At the return of the hug Aben found himself blushing a bit too, and his head was exploding with thoughts ranging from ‘Oh gosh I’m hugging her’ to ‘What have I gotten myself into this time?’ and ‘Hope we’ll have the proper medicine for these wounds’. But overall, he banished these thoughts and secured Fluttershy.
Nothing, he swore to himself. Nothing will ever hurt you again.
Twilight smiled at the two crying ponies, but immediately turned her attention to Spike. She sighed with relief upon looking him over.
“Looks like he’s more unconscious from shock than the burn. It should go away in a few hours.” She said, levitating her assistant onto her back. “But it looks like Rainbow and Fluttershy could use some real medical attention.”
Aben broke from the hug and regained composure. “Yes, so we’ll need to find shelter. Looks like our arrival in Canterlot has been delayed.”
“So, where are we going to find a safe, yet hidden, hiding place?” Rainbow asked, still floating. “I need to rest before my wings give up.”
“There was a decently well-hidden tunnel where I got launched. It’s already behind a bush and surrounded by thick trees, and it’s not on the path to Canterlot. Stab doesn’t know we’re having a delay.” He explained. “Let’s get moving.”
“Alright, let’s go. I don’t think I want to be near so much blood anymore.” Twilight said, cringing at the giant puddle between them.
“I agree.” Fluttershy said, standing again.
While they were walking, Twilight approached Aben again. He had a feeling he knew what she was going to discuss.
“So, Aben, what was that you were doing with Fluttershy?” He was right.
“Look at her.” He replied. “I can tell. She’s like other people I’ve had to protect; she’s not used to this level of danger. She’s going to need all the assurance she can get. I’m just doing my job. She needs all the help she can get to be strong.”
“Oh, okay.” The unicorn said. She started trotting back to her friends when Aben turned back.
“Twilight?” He said, smiling a bit.
“Yes?” She smirked back.
“I’ll admit, I liked that hug a bit.”
Night had fallen across Equestria. Luna’s full moon shone a bleached white radiance through the skies; the skies over Ponyville were no exception. With the cool breeze blowing, three ponies and a baby dragon met on the outskirts of town. The equines wore brown hooded robes to conceal their appearances, and unmarked saddlebags contained their provisions. Their departure was unknown and their feelings unmoved.
“Goodbye, Ponyville. I will return to you, I promise.” Twilight lamented upon looking back at her home. The group continued their excursion.
“So, our plan is to reach Defte by morning, find safe lodgings, and then plan for our trip to Canterlot from there?” Spike asked, reaffirming his idea of the plan.
“Correct.” Twilight replied. “And also find a guide at the adventurer’s guild. That’s our top priority.” Spike nodded in agreement.
“Well, how much longer ‘til we reach Defte, anyway?” Rainbow asked.
“According to my calculations, a few hours.” The unicorn responded.
“Um, Twilight?” Fluttershy piped up. “Why are we leaving this late again?”
“Don’t you remember? We’re criminals!” Rainbow claimed. “If we get seen, we’re busted if they search us!”
“But…” The timid pegasus explained, “…isn’t departing at night suspicious? Wouldn’t we look less criminal-like if we left in broad daylight?”
“I thought that too.” Twilight reasoned. “But no matter when we left, if we were seen, we’d still be checked and caught. It doesn’t matter when we get caught or how; just that we don’t. But good reasoning thought.”
Spike chuckled. “Who’d have thought Fluttershy would know how to be a good criminal!”
The ponies laughed a hushed laugh. Fluttershy blushed and hid her head under her hood. This brief bit of humor brought a speck of joy back to all. The sullenness of their quest had been reduced by good spirits. Maybe, Twilight thought, maybe we can do this after all!
“So, say we get to Celestia, lose the Bible, and lose our bounty.” Rainbow thought aloud. “What happens next?”
“Well, I’m going to come back to Ponyville and have a day of relaxation.” Twilight said cheerfully. “After all this talk of God and eternal life and flooding, and then being a criminal, I’m going to look forward to being free and safe again!”
“I’m going to get back to work on my present!” Spike declared, but then quieted down out of embarrassment. After all, only Twilight knew about it.
“Present? For who?” Rainbow asked.
Twilight giggled. “Nopony.” She said, smiling at her assistant. “Nopony whatsoever.”
In reality, Spike was spending most of his thoughts convincing himself that, when he returns and presents Rarity with his sculpted effigy, he would confess his feelings for her. What better time to reveal the greatest feeling of life than after you realize the true glory of being a living creature? But, of course, he told nopony.
“Hey Twilight, I just realized. Why should we be afraid of capture if your brother is captain of the royal guard?” Spike supposed.
“I took heed of that detail as well.” The bookworm answered back proudly. “You see, considering he got married recently, he’s probably on leave. So, he would have a replacement that probably wouldn’t show us any grace. Besides, even if Shining was there, duty to the crown should come before personal wishes. He was always like that.”
“So, Rainbow, you’ve been to Defte.” Fluttershy said. “What’s it like?”
“It’s not like Ponyville, Cloudsdale, or Canterlot.” The speedster explained. “It’s filled with dirt roads, cheap huts, and rogues. There were mainly cider shops, theatres not for the fillies, and help centers for ponies with severe problems. I could barely find a single hospital, school, or police station.”
“I assumed such.” Twilight said. “I remember when I read about it that it pays no tribute to Celestia. It’s not even technically a city. It doesn’t have a mayor, or law enforcement, or military.”
“If the kingdom doesn’t support it, how does it stay around?” Spike wondered.
“It survives off the profits of treachery and its bargains with criminals and thieves.” The unicorn reasoned.
“Then why are we going to a guild there?” Fluttershy requested.
“I read about the guild specifically.” Twilight continued. “You see, the founder was a great adventuring pony. He was loyal, courageous, and honorable. He stationed his guild in the worst place he could find, hoping it could bring order to the city.”
“Yeah, I remember seeing the guild when I went there.” Rainbow claimed. “It was the only proper-looking building. The structure was sound, and the paint wasn’t falling apart.”
“I guess it worked to a point.” The lavender mare resumed. “After all, the city hasn’t collapsed under its own corruption.”
As this conversation continued, something had caught the corner of Twilight’s eye. There was a light in the thicket to their right, a far ways off. As they trotted on their course, she could’ve sworn it was a stable source; something sentient made it and was sustaining it.
“Hey guys,” she finally inquired, “do any of you see the light up ahead?”
“Good, I’m not the only one.” Spike sighed. “What do you suppose it is?”
“I think it’s a fire. Probably a campfire or something.” Rainbow claimed with a shrug.
“Wait, did you see that?” Fluttershy snapped, causing the group to pause. A shadow just crossed the light, affirming Twilight’s suspicions. Something was there, and had a fire prepared.
“Should we check it out?” Spike asked, surprising Twilight.
“Spike! We’re wanted ponies! We can’t be very social, to put it lightly. Besides, what logic is there in checking out random bonfires even if we weren’t criminals!” She fumed.
‘Well, if we still have nothing to lose, what problem is there in being adventurous?” Rainbow inquired. “It might be helpful to us. I dunno, I’m with Spike on this.”
Twilight slapped her forehead. “Ugh! Fine, whatever. Let’s check it out.” They began approaching the fire. As they got closer, they began to hear a muffled voice and scattered steps. The voice was male, and the steps were frantic. As they advanced, the voice became understandable.
“Dang it, I’ve got the fire, the markings in the dirt, and the wood. Where am I going to get a charge in this primitive rainbow hell-hole of a world though?” The voice ranted.
“Hello! Who’s that? Who are you?” Rainbow called before Twilight hushed her with her hoof.
“Huh? Somebody else? My Lord, is that you Bruce? You sound awful.” The voice continued. “Well, I should’ve expected that, seeing as you’ve done the travel.”
“Bruce? Who’s Bruce?” Spike asked Twilight, who shushed the dragon immediately.
“Wait, that’s not Bruce. Dear, you’re not Jauffre, are you? I’m leaving, Jauffre! There’s nothing you can do to- wait, you’re not a man!” The voice muttered. Twilight took heed of these words as cue that they were spotted, and motioned for them to duck in cover.
Wait a second. Did he say ‘man’? Is this creature a human? Could he know about the Bible?
“No need to be shy! I assure you, I will not harm you. What beast would harm another world’s denizens? I’m sure that Christ’s laws still apply in other worlds for my morals.”
“Twilight! Christ?” Fluttershy gasped.
“I heard. I think he can help us. I’ll go talk to him; you guys stay here.” The unicorn answered. She then pulled her head out of her cover, and trotted towards the fire. The voice was right; there was a stable fire burning, water nearby, odd markings in the dirt, and a wooden pole right in the middle.
“Ah! A creature of this world? Pray tell, can you speak?” The voice spoke, resonating from the shadow of a peculiar creature. It was a bipedal primate, with no hair save on top of its head. It spoke, and wore tattered garments. No doubt about it; it was a human.
“Are-Are you a human?” Twilight asked as she approached. The human had a face of shock.
“Dear God, they know who I am, and I’m clueless to them! Maybe they aren’t as primitive as I thought.” The man muttered. “Yes, dear equine, I am a human. My name is Charles. Do you have a name?”
“My name?” The unicorn stopped and sat in the dirt, looking in the eyes of the man. His eyes glowed with a sort of hope, as if he had none before she showed up. Beneath this hope laid a look of panic and desperation on his face. “My name is Twilight Sparkle.”
The human chuckled. “What a peculiar name! Pray tell, Sparkle, are you male or female? I can’t tell, I’m a bit unfamiliar with this realm…”
“Can’t you tell I’m a mare?” Twilight retorted, offended.
“Oh dear, I’m sorry, Miss Sparkle. You’re the first intelligent creature of this world I’ve seen, you see.” The man said, seating himself beside his fire. “As you can guess by my awkwardness, I am not from this world.”
“”So, are you,” she stuttered with fear, “an alien?”
The man broke into laughter. “Different kind of world, dear! Come, seat yourself by the fire.” He motioned towards more dirt, and Twilight obeyed.
“So, why are you here?” The mauve mare asked.
“Well, it’s a bit of a tall tale.” Charles sighed before he spoke, and scratched his head. “Let’s see, it started with me and my friend Bruce investigating a strange abandoned house. We had seen flashes in through the window, and thought it could be filled with something interesting. Oh, blast it, how I wish I had never entered that house! For inside it was the source of my strife, the fiendish sorcerer who sent me here, Jauffre!”
“What happened?” Twilight inquired, engrossed in the strange being’s story.
“Jauffre was in their practicing some sort of hex for teleporting or whatever he called it.” Charles explained. “He spoke so friendly, and asked us if we wanted to become famous. He motioned towards a circle just like this one, and told us that it was going to grant us our wishes. He looked so friendly, with his gray beard and black suit. But no! He’s a fiend through and through! For as we stood in it, he cackled a dark laugh, applied power to the rod, and in a flash of light, here I am! In this blasted realm! Right out of my own world!”
“So, you came from another world, through that portal?” Twilight affirmed, trying to reason. “Oh! So you’re using this one to try and get home!”
“Correct!” Charles exclaimed. “But where am I going to get electricity in this blasted primitive world? I don’t suppose you can generate power, can you?”
Twilight looked at her horn. “Well…”
“Wait a second, I never noticed that. Are you a…” the man stuttered, “a unicorn?” Twilight nodded.
“So, you’re magical, aren’t you?” He spoke excitedly. He was growing more energetic by the second.
“Uh, well, I can do some magic, but…” The unicorn began to explain before the man cut her off.
“Do you think, maybe, you can charge that rod with magical energy?” He said, pointing frantically at his makeshift gate.
“I think I can. But I have one question.” Twilight responded firmly. “Do you know what the Bible is?”
The man laughed. “Oh! You found it!? I thought Jauffre destroyed it! Fool said it could ruin other worlds, but I know better. If you have it, you know of Jesus Christ, right? How he died for our eternal life?”
At how casually he said this, Twilight was appalled. How could this creature be so used to the concept of eternal life?
“It’s true?! We have eternal life?” Twilight stated, awestruck.
“Only through Jesus, and in that life is fullness of joy.” Charles clarified. “And you must share that knowledge with everyone. That is the Great Commission, given to us by Jesus himself! Now then, send me off!”
“Wait, don’t you want the Bible back?” The unicorn requested.
“Nah, plenty more at home. Now then, homeward bound!” Charles exclaimed before standing on his dirt circle. Twilight nodded, and began charging a magical blast. With precise aim, she shot a beam of purple energy into the rod. The rod and dirt began to glow, and, in a flash of purple light, the rod, markings, and Charles, were gone.
Twilight sat in awe of what she heard. Was this the Bible’s purpose? To teach everypony about eternal life through God? If everypony was immortal, then it wouldn’t be unbalanced still.
“Guys, you’ve gotta hear what I just learned!” Twilight called to her friends as she ran back to their hiding spot. They had never seen Twilight so ecstatic.
