Anga's Origin

Six months had passed since Miss Merry Loo took Anga in. Over that time, while getting in contact was difficult, they got Anga's biological parents to officially let Merry Loo adopt Anga. While there was the option to file for child abuse, they decided against the charge due to Anga not wanting to recount the incident.

While all this happened, there was one event that had not yet occurred in Anga's life. He was still cutie markless. He may have been good at math and school in general, but he hadn't found what his purpose is yet. That is until one fateful moment.

Anga was reading a book in his new room Merry Loo had given him. It was a small room, but big enough for Anga. His adoptive mother was pretty good at decorating rooms, so she made it look bigger than it was. She was so good, Anga didn't realize their house was a modern, flat roof home. He could've sworn they were in a cottage the first few days of living there.

Anga heard a light knock at the door. He got up from his book and opened his door to his new mother.

“Hey Anga, I just wanted to let you know I'll be on the roof for about an hour. The air conditioner is out and I'm going to see if I can fix it.” She informed the young colt.

“Can I come, too?” He asked, having a brief moment of excitement.

“Sorry, Anga, it's too dangerous for you.” Her words disappointed Anga. She had given him so much, yet he hasn't gotten the opportunity to return the favor. He wanted to do something for her, something to help. She continued, “besides, I do not have a ladder for you to climb, and while you are still young, I do not think I could carry you. My older body is getting to me.” She giggled a little bit, making Anga chuckle a bit.

“Be a good little colt while I'm up there.” They shared a hug before she walked out of the home and flew up to the roof. Anga went back to reading his book.

About an hour had passed and Anga didn't even notice. He was so indulged in his book that it didn't occur to him that he could no longer hear any noises coming from the roof like before. When he finished the book, he stretched and walked out of his room, hoping to see Merry Loo. However, he didn't, which brought a little disappointment to him. He was hoping they could do some math together. He then looked at the time to see when she'd be back. The clock read 2:45.

“Wait, that can not be right, Miss Merry Loo said she would be done in an hour. If I am not mistaken, that was at 1:20..” Anga began to fill with worry for his mother.

He walked outside and looked up to the flat roof. He couldn't see her, but that could've been due to her being in the center.

He called out, “Miss Merry Loo? Are you almost done?” No response. That's when Anga really started to panic. Had something happened to his new mother? Was she in trouble?

“Miss Merry Loo?! Miss Merry Loo?!?!” He kept calling for her, still getting no response. He quickly looked around for someone to help. No one was around. Now of all times booing was out on a walk or anything. Just Anga's luck.

He then looked around for a way for him to get to the roof. A ladder, a trampoline, anything. He then remembered the tree in the backyard was tall enough to reach the roof. He ran around the house to the backyard and started climbing the tree. It wasn't the sturdiest tree, but up until the top, the branches should hold the weight of a colt. He started climbing the tree, inching his way up slowly due to his lack of athletic ability. After a few moments, he got high enough to see the top of the roof. Though he couldn't see his mother yet.

“Higher, I must get higher.” He climbed to the top of the tree where the branches got really thin. However that didn't stop him. He managed to get the best view he could of the roof. What he saw was his biggest fear. Miss Merry Loo laying motionless next to the unit, barely breathing. Anga stood there for a moment, shocked at what he saw. The air conditioner must have been leaking a toxic fume because Anga could smell something strange coming from it. However, that was in the back of his mind. All he knew was his new mother was in trouble.

He reached a hoof out to try and get to the roof, but it was barely out of reach from the center of the tree. He edged his way to the edge of the branch, hoping it would hold his weight long enough to get onto the roof. He nearly reached it when he heard a crack come from beneath him. His heart sank as the branch gave way. Anga fell a story to the ground, hitting his head on a branch on the way down. As he hit the ground, a ring came into his ears, everything was a daze and he couldn't feel his left ear.

It took a moment for him to recover, but he shook his head and started to climb the tree again. This time, there was no way he’d get to the roof. The branch that would allow him to get on the roof was gone. It broke under his weight and now Anga had no way of getting to his mother. Feeling helpless, he started to tear up.

“Miss Merry Loo! Mom!” He climbed back down, desperately looking around for a way to save his mother. He ran back around the house, hoping and praying somepony was walking by. Specifically a Pegasus.

Finally, a small sense of relief. A couple was walking together across the street, one of them Bering wings. Anga didn't hesitate, he ran across the road toward the ponies.

“Help! Help!” He yelled, catching the attention of the couple.

“Hm? What- oh my!” The purple female unicorn said with a Gasp as she turned to Anga. The male, blue Pegasus did the same.

“What happened young man?!”

“Mother.. accident.. fell.. tree.. on roof!” Anga couldn't get the words out. He was panting from all the energy he was spending.

“Ok, let's get you to a hospital and we’ll call your mother.” The Pegasus said.

“No! She is in danger! Help! Roof!” He managed to say, getting a confused look from the Pegasus.

“Wait, your mom is hurt?” The unicorn asked. Anga quickly nodded. She continued, “hun, I'll call paramedics. You go get her down.” The Pegasus nodded and followed Anga to the house to save Merry Loo.

By the time the paramedics got there, the Pegasus had gotten Merry Loo down from the roof and was blowing wind onto her with his wings. The medics put her on a stretcher and into a white carriage with a Red Cross on it. Anga had thanked the couple and ran to the carriage.

“Will she be ok?!” He asked the medics.

“She'll be fine. There must have been mild in the venting system that she inhaled. But she'll make a full recovery. Now onto you, let's get you to a doctor soon.” The medic said. Anga tilted his head in confusion.

“Why? I am not the one that is hurt.” He asked.

The medic looked at Anga with concern, “you.. don't realize it, do you?” He asked.

“Realize what?”

Then he pointed to Anga’s bleeding ear, or lack thereof, “half of your left ear is missing, bud.” Anga stood there frozen in shock. He brought his hoof up to touch his ear. When he did, he felt a sting of pain shoot through the ear. He noticed that places his hoof should have been touching flesh and fur, he felt nothing. His eyes widened as he looked at his hoof. It was covered in blood that came from his ear. He stared down at the blood for a moment. Then everything became blurry, everything sounded muffled and he was losing color in his vision. He toppled to the ground unconscious, passing out from the pain and shock of losing his ear.

He had no idea how long he was out, all he knew is that he had nightmares of him losing Merry Loo. Being helpless to save her. If only he wasn't a measly earth pony, if only he had a way to fly up to save her before she got too bad. If only he had wings.

Anga woke with a jolt. Sitting up in the hospital bed panting. He looked around him, seeing the shades of white you tend to find in hospitals. He saw one doctor who was writing something down on a clipboard. He didn't seem to notice Anga was awake. Anga looked in a mirror that was on the wall towards the foot of the bed. A bandage covered what was left of his left ear. He touched it and jumped at the sting he felt. There was no more bleeding but under the bandages, it was still an open wound. Then it came back to him.

He turned to the doctor with a look of concern.

“Miss Merry Loo! Where is she?! Is she alright?!” Anga called, making the doctor jump.

“Oh my, you scared the daylight out of me. However I'm glad you're awake.” He said as he walked over to the bed.

“Is Miss Merry Loo alright? Is my mother ok?!” He kept pestering the doctor about his adoptive mother until he finally said something about the hurt Pegasus.

“Just calm down, ok? She's fine, we extracted the mold inside her lungs and she's breathing fine now.” The doctors calmed Anga down a bit, but he wanted to see for himself. He started to get out of the bed. The doctor tried putting a hoof over him to stop him, “hey, you should rest. You are low on energy, so you shouldn't exert yourself.”

“I must see her, I must see for myself that she is ok.”

The doctor sighed, “nothing's gonna convince you, is it?” Anga shook his head. “Alright, I'll take you to her. Just remember, she is probably resting right now. Follow me.”

Anga followed the doctor down the white, gurney filled hallway. They walked for a few moments, going up a stairwell and came to a resting room not too far from the contamination rooms. The doctor opened the door to see another doctor taking notes next to a sleeping Merry Loo.

“Sorry to bother you, but he was very insistent on seeing her.” He said as Anga ran into the room. The other doctor cracked a small smile and moved over so Anga could get to his mother.

“It's fine,” she said, “I'm just finishing up and she is no longer contaminated. I think this'll be good for her and him.”

She finished writing something down and pinned the clipboard under her wing and walked to the door where the other doctor was standing.

“Let's leave them be for now. They've been through a lot.” The female doctor told the male doctor. He nodded in response and closed the door behind them, leaving Anga and his adoptive mother alone.

Anga cuddled next to the sleeping mare, eyes watering from seeing Merry Loo like this. He stuck his muzzle into her shoulder and sobbed.

“Oh, Anga, you don't have to cry.” Anga shot his head up. Merry Loo’s eyes were open, barely, but still open. Anga smiled widely and embraced her in a hug.

“Oh I am so happy you are ok!! I was so worried!” He called.

Merry Loo giggled, “as was I for you. Your ear must've hurt.” She said, looking at his torn off ear.

“I-I was so scared I would lose you..” Anga confessed. “It was worse than losing my parents.. this day turned awful..”

“It's not all that bad.” She said, baffling Anga.

“H-how is it not bad? Y-you nearly died! We are in the hospital!” Anga said.

Merry Loo giggles, “you have not noticed, have you?” Anga looked at her curiously. Sure he hadn't noticed his ear until someone pointed it out, bug he knew about it already. Also, what was so good about it? He hated it. Then she glanced down at his flank, motioning for him to look as well. He obliged, and what he saw was unbelievable.

From all this pain, from all the worry, from the terrifying feeling of nearly losing your last loved one, he got his cutie mark. A pair of dark blue, open wings. He finally knew what he wanted to do with his amazing mathematical skills.

In that moment, he knew that he was going to give earth ponies the ability to fly.