Hey everyone. Just to let you guys know beforehand I've changed the structure a fair bit from the prologue. I hope it is much easier and better to read. If there is anything wrong with what I'm doing or iv'e done all critics welcome. I wish to improve my writing and i could do with some pointers. other then that I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 1:

Two decades and a bit later:

The royal castle of Canterlot. A sight to behold and a wonder to walk its decorated halls. High class paintings, tapestries and other assortments placed in every nook and cranny. Not a speck of dust on any surface of the items that were collected over the centuries as the castle staff cleaned each one with precision and pride.

A mare walked towards a set of doors, upon each side was a guard wearing similar armour to hers. A dark set of blue made of the finest metals and a helmet similar to the day guards only corresponding to the colours of the night. The night guards were tasked with keeping the peace and security in Canterlot when dusk started to settle and the day guards had turned in for the night.

Many ponies worked during the day and slept at night but what made the night guards special is they were bred for the night. Bat ponies they were called. Where their wings were was a pair of leathery bat wings to complete their ‘dark’ look. Their eyes had a cat’s slit look to it and had small tuffs of extended fur atop their ears. They had better vision in the dark and much clearer hearing compared to their counterparts.
The two guards on either side turned their heads to meet her gaze.

“I’m here to speak to Commander Echo, I have a message from the southern border”

The mare retrieved the scroll from her armour. The scroll held a dark blue seal indicating it for the night guard.
Both guards nodded and pushed on the doors.
Inside the mare saw both the Commanders talking to one another seated at the Commanders desk .

“Oh, we had company. Looks like one of yours Sight”

The stallion spoke to the other and grinned already knowing what the other Commander will say.

“Sigh, for Celestia’s sake. How many times I have to drill into your numskull heads. Knock first then I’ll send you in.” Commander Echo arched his brow
The mare blushed on the spot a fair bit embarrassed at the ordeal.

“Erm.”

“Wait, you’re the new recruit aren’t you?” The Commander got up and approached the mare still holding the scroll.

“Y-yes Sir. Private M-midnight Star sir” She replied nervously.

They both heard snickering from the other side of the door.
“It’s alright Private. I was hoping both guards out there would have told you but I guess they want to do Laundry for the next week!” Shouting through the door hearing a duo of moans in response.

“Oh, right erm. I was told to bring this message to you sir. It’s from the Southern border” The Private handed the scroll over to the Commander and he held it with his magic.

“Thank you Private. Dismissed” He saluted and she returned the gesture before leaving the room.

“Update from South huh? Hated south, far too hot and barren for my tastes” Lance responded to his comrade.

“Aye, why do you think we send the ones that need discipline over there? Sorts them out” Echo sat down and unravelled the scroll.

“Ha like you can talk. You were there 2 more seasons then me just for, what was it again?” Lance smirked waiting for the answer.

“Sigh because I lost a dare and painted the Captain’s sword bright pink” Echo replied.

“Ha ha, aww he was not happy.” Lance remembering echo washing each and every weapon and piece of armour until he could see ‘his face and his dead grandmother’s face’ as the captain once put it.

“This isn’t good”

“Mmm what is?” Lance concerned about Echo’s voice dipping in volume almost whispering.

“According to our scouts the Redcliffe village inhabitants are nowhere to be found”
Echo looked at Lance.

“Wait, all of them? How?”

“Not sure. We’ll have to alert the Princesses bout this. I’ll send Bravo squad to go through the town and have some more Intel. But there has been no evidence to suggest an attack of some kind. Like they’ve just disappeared. There’s still food lying around. Hmm”

“Sweet Celestia. Ill notify all our outposts and send some Pegasus scouts to scan the border.”

Lance was about to write using the inkwell when Echo put his hoof on the scroll.
“You’ve just finished today Lance. I’ll get it done. You just go home to your family”

Lance looked up at Echo
“You sure?”

Echo nodded but then smiled “Besides your wife would kill you again if you missed dinner like last time”

Lance winced at that rubbing the back of his head. “Yeah I don’t really fancy sleeping on the sofa again and getting Pearl upset, especially since I promised to stop doing that.”

“Send my love” Echo gave Lance a salute and smirked.

“Hey, less of that. Just cause I got with her and had a daughter to boot” Lance returning the salute and same expression.

“Can’t believe you got with the hottest piece of flank in Canterlot high”

Lance rolled his eyes. “I know”

Lance was about to open the door to leave but Echo called out “And if rumours are true. Your daughter takes right after her mother. I’d keep a close eye on her bud”

“Sigh. Yep she’s a handful but she’s my daughter” Lance then closed the door leaving Echo by himself.

“Ha, takes after both of them that kid does” Echo grabbing a quill and beginning his very dull paperwork.

Lance stood beside a stone archway covered in vines close to the castle gates. The sun had made the sky a deep orange which reflected upon the stone pathway leading up to his home.

Looking down the path on either side was grass which had been recently cut making it look tidy and fresh. Water droplets littered the ground and the flora which each had their unique place. A fountain with a sea pony sat on a pedestal sprouting water continuously. With the sun rays shone upon the marble workings truly gave this place more atmosphere. Looking on was the house itself.
Standing 3 stories tall with vines that started up each corner of the house was a marble crafted masterpiece. A balcony was positioned on the second floor overlooking the front with a porcelain table and cosy seats.
Lance was told his Great grandfather had expensive tastes and he wanted ‘a place to boast about to his neighbours’.
He was about to open the door but standing in the open manor doorway was his butler.

“Good evening sir. I do hope we sleep a silent night that you’re not in your office like previous nights. I take it you will be joining us for dinner this time?” The stallion was getting on in his years. A horn was present as well as his grey mane tied into a tail adorned his head. His curled moustache was grown just to add that touch of class. A bowtie and a black waist coat helm on his darkened white fur.
Upon his flank was a silver serving tray with a bowling kettle.

“Sigh, you’ve been talking to Spark again haven’t you Silver?” Lance already guessing the answer.

“Madame Shine has just been giving me useful erudition holding a conversation with the young generation today sir” Silver stepping back so Lance could walk through the door. Silver using his magic to help undo the commander’s armour straps and levitated them.
Once no armour was on Lance he shook like that of a wet dog to get rid of any kinks in his body.

“And I take it this ‘erudition’ came with the lip I’m receiving?” Lance questioned

“I believe the correct term she would use to describe that response would be to ‘lighten up’ ”. Silver looking at Lance.

“Swear that little misses will have a talk to at some point, no doubt Pearl is encouraging her?”
They both walked down the carpeted hallway. Family photos and trinkets held on the walls.

“I cannot speak for Mistress Light, sir.” Silver plate holding his tongue

“Just as bad as each other” Lance walking through to the study. “Where are they now?”

“Mistress Light is visiting a friend in hospital and will arrive within the hour back home. Madame Shine is in her room working on something sir”
He turned to Silver who stood at the doorway. “I hope she put up the fire resistance spell again. I don’t fancy having another incident like last time. That filly is destructive as she is creative”.

“She did sir”

Lance sitting down in his red chair. His horn lit up and a single beam shot straight to the fireplace instantly igniting it setting the room in a warm yellow glow.

“I shall leave you to it sir, I will notify you if Mistress Light has arrived or that tea is ready”

“Thank you Silver.” The butler closing the door and walking off with Lance’s armour to be placed in the armoury.

Lance sighed in relief, glad to be home. He looked to his right on the table beside him which rested in a black cover a book titles ‘The trials and errors of the 3rd war’. He was half way reading the devastating war between the Griffon Empire and the Minotaur Clans which happened 500 years ago.
Using his magic he opened where he was last at, removing the thin marker and getting comfy. However just before was about to finish not even the first sentence the entire house shook.

He closed his eyes and with a deep breath spoke “Nope, not my problem this time”

1st P.O.V

The floor right above the study was where the shock wave took place at.

“Cough cough, oh for fucks sake cough”

Black smoke filled the entire room in a second. I couldn’t see a foot in front of me. I tried to scan the room for the window using my magic. It’s weird using magic. It’s like the front of your head has pressure and you release it? I dunno its ‘natural’ so don’t question it. Finally finding the latch and pushing the window open the smoke started to dissipate. After 5 minutes the smoke had gone from the room.

“Piece of crap rock”

I started to glare at the once magical stone rune, now a pile of broken shards as the resulting overload of magic cause the small explosion. Looking around at the mess on my workshop table (thanking to god I installed a magic resistance enchantment beforehand) was undamaged. But when I turned to see what else was damaged my face flipped to a ‘are you kidding me?’
Torn paper was tossed about, shards of the rune embedded in the walls and furniture. Glass shattered on the floor. I turned to look back again at the shards of rune giving it a stink eye.

“Can’t believe you’ve done this” I sighed then had a look at my once pure white hoof and following what I could see of my body now covered in soot. I walked towards the now half shattered mirror on the wall wiping away the soot to see my black mane with bright yellow highlights looking like I went through a twister.

“Sigh. Hate my life”

My horn began to glow a ghostly white and opening a cupboard on the far side pulling out a mop, bucket, dust pan and brush.
Looking at the clock showed it to be 6:15 on the dot.
“I’ll do a bit now then come back to it tomorrow”

An hour had passed by and I came out of my ‘little lab’ as I dubbed it.
Opening the heavy duty steel door I saw Silver to the side dusting a painting of the family.
The butler held no expression as he walked right up to me and going up and down on my head with the duster using his magic in a sweeping motion.

“……Funny” I said in a flat tone

“I learn from others Madame Shine”. Smug bastard, guess who’s having the last laugh though?

“Yeh missed a spot Silver”

“Oh?”

I bopped him on the nose resulting on doing a soot transfer technique I call the ‘should have stayed out of it’.
He went crossed eyed at the offending soot on his person. Won’t lie, I giggled at the look he made.

“Sigh, I suppose I should have foreseen that hmm?”

Looking on the carpet though was another story as I was leaving soot prints.
He arched his eyebrow at him and I gave him a sheepish smile. ‘Forgot bout that. Whoops’
I started to back pedal towards my room.

“I take it I’m cleaning this mess up Madame?”
I won’t lie, he made me feel guilty about this. Thinking of making it up to him I knew how to make him happy.

“Oh but, I can make it up to you Silvee” I started saying seductively. Instantly he blushed.
‘Oh god I love messing with this guy’

He coughed into his hoof. “Madame I don’t think its quick necessary”.

“Ooh, but It’s only fair. Don’t you want just a taste?” I paused and in an arched position waited for him to respond. He was just speechless after that and started to mumble.
‘I love using my assets, but Silver is a cool guy. Imma have to spill the beans as it were’

“Like we sneak into daddies little study”
At this point he was beetroot red. I saddled up to him and put my hoof around his neck forgetting I was still filthy.

“Go behind his desk and…..” He was sweating at this point I was having a blast.

“Open his safe to the bourbon for yeh”
As the realisation hit him he let out a deep breath that he was holding. I laughed my head off. Ohh too good.

“Madame please, you scared me” wiping his brow.

“You made it so easy though Silver” I stood back on all fours and backed away.

“Sigh. I suppose I did. Won’t Sir ask though about the bottle missing?”

I shrugged. “I’ll deal with it later. Right now I need a bath. Looks like you could do with a wipe too".
Silver rubbed his neck looking at the amount I left him.

“Never a dull moment Madame Shine”

“Well you could join me you know?” winking at him
He gave me his neutral expression and at that point I could tell he was fed up with my antics.
Downstairs the front door opened and a voice followed with.

“I’m home. Silver are you there dear?” A mature mare’s voice echoed through the halls.
‘Looks like mom’s home’

“I believe you’re quite capable of washing yourself Madame. Now if you’ll excuse me Mistress Light needs me”. Walking towards the stairs he still had soot round his neck and muzzle.

“Hehe nice make up Silver. Speaking of makeup” I started to walk towards my room which was 2 doors down my lab.
Pushing the wooden oak door with my magic I looked at the home I had called mine for 21 years.
Pure white carpets with marbled walls decorated the interior. Several ornaments hung on the wall neatly. Some being of pictures framed of her friends and family. A degree from when she attended Celestia’s gifted for her work in Runes and enchantments framed.
The bed itself held white covers with an overhang. Made from the best and sturdiest wood money could buy with carvings of swirls lined the sides. Thin draped curtains hung from the sides of the kings size bed separating those from the rest of the room fitting for a mare of high class.
Next to the bed was a small wooden table with an alarm clock of fancy design. Across on a small stage was her wardrobe containing several dresses and a set of draws. Next to the pony sized oval mirror was a box containing all her makeup she wore to formal events as she never wore make-up unless she was prompted to by her mother.
A glass chandelier hung from the centre of the ceiling. The candles prelit by Silver giving a warm glow to the place.
Looking around the place made me feel a sense of unease. I’ve been living this life for 21 years now, trying not to make the same mistakes I did in my past life as a human. I do wonder what both sets my parents would think of me now? A hermaphrodite mare with the mind of a human being. I have never told anyone, well in this case anypony, my true origin. I’ve been born twice for gods sake. I was surprised nobody has found out. Not even when I met Princess Celestia all those years ago outside her school just thought that I was a very talented little filly.
When you’ve been a straight white male most of your life to a herm pony in a flash, it can take a while to get used to. Especially when you were a different species altogether.
Having both ahem ‘parts’ does have its weighs though. Like if I become submerged in water my male parts show. I dunno why they do that but it’s so annoying to deal with. That’s why I never go swimming or if I go to the spa I ask for a private session. It’s embarrassing to explain that I’m a mare with a ‘5th leg’ to ponies. Or when I start to become aroused I can’t hid it. It just does its thing.
Buuut there are advantages like having 2 orgasms simultaneously. That you cannot beat. If I could say 1 awesome thing about being a herm then just a male is you cum twice. As a male and as a female. Oh and that the vagina has so many nerves that you feel everything. Defo can’t argue with that.
Also and I don’t know why but in this world many ponies are accepting of herms. The chances of having a hermaphrodite birth is like 0.2% so I’d have thought ponies would be disgusted that they tried it on with a mare and it turns out she’s packing something else as well. Don’t get me wrong I have had it where a mare called me names and try to belittle me once we tried it on. Yeah not great really but I dealt with it.
Anyway moving on in life I turned to my own private bathroom. Complete with white décor with a bubble bath that can hold 4 ponies (I know it does, I tried it with some ‘friends’ I know of) A sink and a toilet was to the side. It’s weird that the toilet was pretty much a hole in the ground with a lever hanging from the ceiling to signal the flush but ponies eh?
Turning on the taps of the bath with my magic I started to look through which bubble bath to pick from.
“Ohh Raspberry eh?” I paused and thought why not. I ended up using about 3 times as much as I was supposed to resulting in the entire bath just clouded in bubbles.
Climbing into the bath made and submerging most of my body in the warm water made me feel relaxed as I leaned onto the side of the tub.
“Sigh. I love my life”

Author's Note

Welp I do hope this chapter was a much better format and structure then the other one. I will be going over that terrible excuse of an intro. I'll be keeping on with this story and see how it does as i am kinda boarding into some touchy subjects and i really don't want to offend anyone.

Anyway that me out. Have a good day.