I awoke in a bed, my bed. No, not the bed from my world, but the bed from my chambers in Equestria. There was someone sitting in a chair next to me, as unconscious as I just was. I turned my head to get a better look at them to see someone I hold in both high regard, and dear friendship.

"Well Luna, I don't know if you know, but I think I might just fall for you if you keep this up." I quietly mused to myself, earning a stir from the Alicorn.

"Mwuh?? who's... who's there?" She slurred through her sleep-filled mind. Deciding it would be amusing, I chose my next words.

"Celestia's right bum-cheek" I said, watching Luna's face turn to a sleepy confusion.

"How much cake does she have to eat for her ass to start talking?" She slurred.

"Oh no, dear Luna, I have been sentient this whole time, I need to grow, so I ask 'Tia' to eat more cake. It sustains me." I said, holding in laughter.

"I whish you'da told meee." Luna slurred. Then her eyes cracked open. "Wait a second..." Her eyes shot open and darted directly over to me. "Abigor!" She cried out, hugging me.

Then she slapped me.

"Do you have any idea how much you scared me mister?! You could've died! Do you know how long you've been asleep?! THREE WEEKS!!!" She yelled at me, a single tear streaked down her cheek. "I... I didn't know what to do." She said softly, before slowly hugging me again.

"It's okay Luna, I'm fine now. In fact, I'm better than fine." I said, gaining her attention. "I'm me." I stated, gaining a very confused look.

"I don't... understand." Luna said. I sat up in bed, and began to tell her everything, (Except what I whispered to her minutes before) and needless to say she was shocked. Then she inquired something that threw me for a loop.

"Is that why your scar healed?" Luna asked.

"What?!" I asked, and began searching for a mirror, only for Luna to hold one in front of my face. My face... something I'd expect to see scarred beyond all recognition, and yet there wasn't a single flaw on my skin. "What in the name of all things holy?" I asked aloud.

"This is my doing. A side-effect of wielding my blade is you are healed of Void's influence. But the process is slow, and that unholy blade Craven Edge's influence was... problematic. But he is gone now, and you have an Army to lead." Diana instructed.

"Set up a meeting with the Leaders of The Red Alliance." I said to a messenger that poked his head through the door, using the name that the countries that oppose the 'Solar Unity', Celestia came up with the name. Shocking, yes?

"Of course my lord." Was his reply as he ran off to the Raven hut to dispatch the messages.

"We will have words, and if they take it poorly, we will initiate phase two without them." I said to Luna, who appeared shocked at my declaration.

"I thought you said they weren't ready." Luna said to me. I nodded.

"Yes, but three weeks is enough time to get ready. Now, armor them up, arm them, and send them to me." I told her.

The meeting took place in The Den's War Room, the leaders having entered through the vast tunnel systems we had dug thanks to the Diamond Dog's assistance. Mountain Feather was glad to see me well, and had a job for The Pack.

"So, you want me and a platoon of my best to scout out a frozen wasteland for a ruin that may or may not exist? Where's the strategic value? If I wanted to, Mountain Feather, I could lay waste to Canterlot Castle. But, I hold off on account of the other fronts of the war, such as the north and south bound armies. Remember that plan?" I clarified. Mountain Feather nodded, but once again pointed to the map, at a section labeled 'Frozen North'.

"I am aware Abigor, but there is a reason for this. Sombra was Celestia's mortal enemy in life, and even more of a threat if he is back. A powerful ally to be sure, and a grave threat if ignored." She informed, then she gave me an update on the war fronts. "The Buffalo Tribes are causing too much trouble than the Changelings can handle. If you must put off the expedition, I suggest you go there and solve that problem."

"Fine." I said, walking towards my personal Armory. "I'll just win this war for you." I spat as I left.

"They demand so much of you." Luna said just as we left earshot. "Can they not see we have problems of our own?"

"They care little of us, only their own people, they pretend to be united, but at night, they stab each other with their knives. They lie to other members of their alliance, but we know what they are, so there's little reason to lie to us." I say calmly as I enter my armory. "Luna, please get Asbjorn for me, tell him I have a task for him."

"Yes, Alistair." she says, using my actual name.

"I need Asano as well, if it's not too much to ask." I added just before she left the room.

I looked upon my armor, every faint scratch and dent in it reminding me of my younger years. Eager to fight, eager to please Apollyon, and oh so eager to kill everything in my way. What a monster I was.

"You wanted to see us my lord?" A gruff, sturdy voice said to me, bringing me out of my musings.

"Ah, yes. Asbjorn, I need you and your best to come with me on a reconnaissance mission in a place called 'The Frozen North'. I trust you know who to get?" I started, I heard a grunt signaling his compliance. "Asano, I have a very... unorthodox mission for you and your family." I started.

"Name it, my lord." Asano said.

"There's a tribe of Buffalo harassing our southern army of Changelings, I want you to take a small but lethal party, find their camp, and murder any and all military personnel, do NOT attack civilians. I need you to go full Stealth on this one." I said, placing my hand on my comrades shoulder.

"It will be done, my friend." She said before walking away.

"Bring me Sharku." I said to a messenger.

A few minutes pass and a scrawny man walks into my Armory.

"Wha' can I do for ye?" He asked in his thick European accent.

"Take a small scouting party and survey the city of Canterlot. Use the fact they're on a cliff to your advantage. That is all." I said concisely.

"O' course master, I am ever so humble." He said, cackling as he left.

Celestia POV:

"Princess! We believe that the southern front shall be ours in a week, and our enemies have no idea of the Frozen North's existence!" Exclaimed a strategist, before being countered by another, more younger strategist.

"Princess, reports of Blackstones moving North AND South seem to scream otherwise." He said, before being drowned out by other strategists about how he 'didn't know any better' and how 'reports say that we're winning'. and I honestly can't tell if they're trying to get on my good side, or trying to actually state facts, they're all the same anyway.

"What are you planning Abigor?" I muttered to myself as the Strategists continued to argue for the fourth hour in a row.

A Solar Guard was sprinting across the mountain side, running as fast as his Earth Pony stamina could allow, but still they pursued. He thought they were the missing people, but he was wrong. So wrong!

He narrowly avoided an arrow as it sailed past his ribcage, only to feel a Javelin pierce his right knee. He continued to try to get away, but the pain was too much.

If I could just get to that space between the rocks. he thought as he limped to a narrow opening that lead through some rocks and, hopefully, a cave.

But one of them was faster. They seemed to have been holding back for fun, but as they saw the opening, they figured enough was enough.

They landed in front of him, brandishing a small shield and a spear, the most prevalent feature of her was her Ram-horned-helmet. Painted with a jagged orange smile, and her dark pink eyes had a dark joy in them as she muttered one word.

"Awesome."

And speared him through the throat whilst holding the spear across her shoulder blades. (Trick Shot)

"He could run, but not fast enough." Said a slender woman, wearing a hood, brandishing a dagger and short sword. She then began to search his body.

"Jeez Shy, you want the body to fall off my spear before you loot him? Sick." Said the helmed woman. She then turned to four other figures concealed by the foliage of the woods. "So, are we gonna keep patrolling or not?" She asked them, they all turned to one woman, who simply turned to them and nodded. "Okay then, more patrolling for scouts it is!" Said the Valkyrie with mock enthusiasm.

Author's Note

I know, I know. I haven't uploaded in a LONG time, my reasons are: 1 College, 2 No Wi-Fi at my house and it's 35 miles from any civilization, so I think that's plenty reason. Furthermore, I am slowly but surely trying to devealop my story. So, I'm going to put Apex Hunter on Hiatus. It will remain that way until this story leads to where it needs to go.

(Also, Sharku's accent's like Ratbag from Shadow of Mordor)