The Chronicles of Melody Quill

Season One

Introduction

In the dim candlelight that slightly illuminated a bedroom, a red quill enveloped in yellow sparkling magic dipped into a nearby ink bottle on a desk. When it emerged back out with the tip was covered in black ink, the magic then opened a nearby diary with a hard brown cover. The quill then began scribbling words onto the first page.

Dear Diary,

Well, I got this diary or journal from my dad a couple of days ago, and now, I finally decided to start writing in it.

Let's first start with me and who I am. My name is Melody Quill. I'm from Fillydelphia, but now I live in Canterlot because my father had the opportunity to expand his piano business.

I live with my dad, Greyscale Key. He has his own music shop right here in Canterlot, where he sells musical instruments; mostly pianos and keyboards. I suggested that he could try and sell keytars, but all I got was a possibility. Well, that's better than nothing.

My mom, well, her name was Raven Grace. She was the best singer that I know, but she passed away when I was a filly. She was pretty famous before she met Dad and the two of them tied the knot. But, she had to be on breaks from concerts and touring to take care of the family. But, I remember her voice singing me to sleep. It was the most beautiful thing I would hear every night. I really miss her, and Dad does, too. But, he seems to cope with it. I guess I am, too, though it still hurts. Dad says that I have an angelic voice like Mom's, and that I inherited her singing voice. Well, whenever I sing, I feel close to her. So, I guess music kind of runs in the family.

And I have an older sister, but, I hardly hear from her these days. When Mom died, she seemed to forget that I existed and focused on her literature studies. Then, she moved to the middle of nowhere to begin her writing career. The publication of her first book was an instant success, and she kept on writing that series ever since. But still, she never writes to me or Dad and hasn't in years. I'm still angry at her for not reaching out in so long, but then again, I remember that I was the same way when Mom passed away; hardly ever talking to anypony. But, I remember all the fun times she and I would spend together, pretending we were jungle adventurers and fighting bad guys.

And now, well, I'll give you one more thing about me. I'm... different than most other ponies. I can actually change my form at will. I can be a unicorn (which I am right now since I'm using magic to write), a pegasus (my personal favorite and what the rest of my family are), or an earth pony (which can be pretty awesome despite what others think about them). I don't know why I have this... talent. I've had it ever since I can remember. Probably since I was born, which doesn't make sense. My dad, my mom, and my sister are all pegasi, so why am I like this? A lot of those pish-posh snobs think I'm a freak because of it. It's just terrible. The only solace I find is singing or writing my songs, which is how I got my cutie mark.

The only pony who doesn't think I'm a freak besides my dad is Princess Celestia herself. When Dad and I moved to Canterlot, he had enrolled me in her magic school. He thought that it could help me learn more about my powers and to make some friends. Well, it worked halfway. I learned what I'm capable of with my unicorn magic, but the other students avoid me like the plague. However, Princess Celestia thinks that my "gift" is very unique because she had never seen anything like it. And that's something, if it's coming from the ruler of Equestria. Well, that gave me a little bit of assurance.

I gotta head to bed now. Hopefully, tomorrow will be a better day.

Until next time, Melody Quill.

The quill was magically put down and the book shut closed. A tired unicorn then walked towards her bed. She was a pretty mare, with a raven black mane that was loose over her shoulder and her bangs were down over the left side of her face, with a matching tail, chocolate brown eyes, and a sandy tan coat matching her horn. Her ears were pierced with ladybug shaped earrings, and her cutie mark was a yellow writing quill with six black musical notes around it.

Melody Quill slipped into her yellow bed sheets and looked out her window, glancing up at the stars. She sighed sadly. If only she did have friends, then, she would finally feel like she belonged. With that thought and a small yawn, Melody finally closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Before she closed her eyes, she caught a picture on her nightstand. A picture of her family. Her father, Greyscale Key, had a mane and tail having of the greyscale shades; going from black to light gray, cerise raspberry eyes, and a brown coat and wings. His cutie mark is a keyboard.

Her deceased mother, Raven Grace, had a pure black mane and tail going down in waves, brown eyes, and a tan coat and wings. Her cutie mark was a blackbird singing, with two musical notes coming out from the beak.

Lastly, there was her older sister. She and Melody look a lot alike having the same tan coat they inherited from their mother, but she instead had her father's greyscale mane and magenta eyes. Her cutie mark was a compass marking.

Melody smiled at the picture before finally closing her eyes. Hopefully, things could be happy between her family again. That was what her mom would want.

The tan unicorn mare had only been asleep for about a few minutes when she suddenly woke up with a start as she felt herself being magically lifted from her bed and roughly stuffed into a dark sack.

Melody screamed for her father. "Dad!" She then started to struggle in the sack. "Let me out! Let go!"

But, the sack only opened a bit to let a magic dust fall in. The spell was making her super drowsy again, but against her will, she fell asleep again.

Author's Note

A/N: I had first posted this on wattpad, but I deleted it and decided to post on the other sites I'm a part of.

Yeah, my OC is kind of based off me, and has my pen name on wattpad. *rubs back of head embarrassed*

But, that aside, what did you think? Pretty mysterious, huh? Let me know what you think.

Got to fly! ;)