Spirit's new life

Chapters

One Week Later
Avoiding Pinkie
A Visit
One More Night In Canterlot
The Train Ride to Ponyville
A Walk in the Forest
A new home.
Welcome Party Inbound
Infinite
Answering My Summons
Lulu's Confession & Lesson
Surprise Wedding
Unprepared
Before The Eye Of The Storm
Hostile Takeover in Progress
Hostile Takeover part 2
I'M AWAKE
A new... Acquaintance?

One Week Later

There I was, laying on Twilight’s couch with that feeling again. It’s like that small voice in your head trying to tell you something, except this is a tug pulling on me from every direction. Thinking of it as nothing more than a migraine, I shrugged it off. It was pretty early and I felt stiffer than a petrified corpse. Upon getting off the couch, I stretched everything I could. I was able to hear every joint pop in the process. I was even able to stretch my wings, but that didn’t mean I knew how to fly yet. After stretching, I sat back done.

“Alright, my new house should be finished today. I have to remember to thank Twilight for letting me for the week. I still feel bad for hiding my wings from her, but it’s just not time yet.” I thought

While thinking about it, I cast the illusion to hide my wings. The only ones that knew so far were Keria, Celestia, Luna, and the royal guard. I made sure to Celestia and Luna promise not to make an announcement about my ascension.

I felt my stomach bubble as it growled at me. “Some tea would help,” I thought. I got back off the couch and walked to the kitchen. I dared not do any more than making tea. Not that I was bad at cooking. In fact, I found that I’m a decent enough cook that I could cook for others, but I also know that Spike takes pride in helping Twilight. That includes cooking.

A few days ago, I got Twilight to teach me the brew for the tea she made me once. I threw the herbs into a kettle and filled it with water. Then placed the kettle on the stove, turned it on, and waited for it to boil. After a few minutes, I heard a low whistle and turned the stove off. I then, using my magic, poured it into a cup. I didn't let it boil too much, so it didn’t take long to cool.

I levitated the cup with me as I went back to the main room. I took a seat and placed the cup on the table in front of me. I then levitated a book over to me that I was reading last night.

See, I was researching the history of dark magic users, and although I hid my wings, I didn’t hide my cutie-mark. Luna explained to me that mine meant that I was able to command magic last time I saw her. I’m not too sure what that says about my capabilities, but I do know is that dark magic is forbidden and taboo. I wasn’t researching how to use it though. I was looking for what happens to you when you give your heart to the darkness, more specifically to the vessel.

After scanning the contents of the book a little, I remembered that I had already finished the book before falling asleep last night. Unfortunately, I didn’t find what I was looking for. So I decided to look elsewhere some other time.

Upon levitating the book back onto the table, I heard footsteps enter the room. I turned my head over to see a small purple and greed drake standing at the base of the stairs. Just like every other time he wakes up, he looks like a mix between being beaten in hell and being ready to face the world. The drake noticed me and came over, taking a seat next to me.

“You’re up early, Spirit. Rough time sleeping?” he asked, his voice slightly scratchy. I nodded.

“Yeah Spike, something like that. Here, drink this,” I offered, levitating my tea to him. “Your throat sounds like it needs it,” I said. Spike grasped his claws around the cup and I released it from my magic. He gulped the precious beverage like there was no tomorrow.

After finishing, he let out a deep breath and placed the cup back on the table. I saw him looking at the book I had out. “Why were you reading this?” he asked.

“Just a bit of research. Nothing serious.” I answered. I didn’t like lying to him, but I couldn’t risk him letting it slip that I can use dark magic.

“Does it have something to do with your cutie-mark?” he added.

“As a matter of fact, yes. It does.” he yawned as I replied, stretching his arms and legs as far as they could, which wasn’t very far.

“I better get started on breakfast. Twilight will be up soon,” he stated as he hopped on the couch. He started walking over to the kitchen, but stopped about half way, turned toward me again, then asked: “By the way, shouldn’t your house be completed today?” I nodded.

“Yeah. Spending the whole week with the construction crew in order to customize it as it’s built has been fun, but it’s exhausting as hell.” I answered.

“You know, you keep mentioning this ‘hell’, but I don’t know what that is.” he pointed out, reminding me that they don’t have hell here, but a place called Tartarus.

“Right, I forgot. Hell is like Tartarus, except for the fact that it doesn't exist here.” I explained. Spike looked discombobulated. “Don’t worry if it’s confusing, that’s natural. Now, I think it’s about time you start making breakfast.” then spike just shrugged and went to the kitchen.

As if on cue, I heard Twilight yawn from her room. I levitated my book back in its place on the shelf. I took a few extra seconds to make sure it was in the right place. It’s one of Twilight’s rules and a damn good way to piss her off. Then I made my way upstairs.

Entering Twilight’s room, I found her still sitting on the edge of her bed, rubbing her eyes. I’ve rarely been in her room before. Once, maybe twice. Five or six days ago I asked her how she fixed the place so fast after Discord brought the place down on our heads. I got a stupid answer for a stupid question: magic.

I went over to her. “Morning. Hope you slept well.” I said. Twilight, after she finished tending to her eyes, looked up at me.

“Spirit? Good morning,” she responded with a warm smile. Then she looked slightly confused. “Why are you in my room” her tired face made me chuckle.

“How about you wake up a little more? Freshen up a bit. Then ask again.” I proposed. Against my better judgment, I conjured a glass of water with a bit of dark magic and gave it to her. Luckily, she didn’t notice the dark magic aura that was around my horn. She did, however, see the conjuration.

“Neat spell. Never seen it before. Don’t mind teaching me it sometime?” she asked. I shook my head.

“Sorry, but Celestia would do worse to me than just killing me if I taught you how to do that.” as I said this, she looked disappointed. I levitated the glass to her and she took it in her own magic.

“Thank you,” she said before consuming the beverage. She blinked a few times and looked over to a makeshift basket-bed and the end of her bed. “Where’s Spike?”

“He’s downstairs making breakfast,” I answered. I notice that she also started to look a little more like her usual self. “You’re looking better already,” I commented.

“So, again, why are you in my room?” she insisted.

“I thought we could talk for a bit before eating,” I answered. She looked at me with a suspicious look before her expression returned to how it was.

“What about?” she asked in turn.

“First, don’t mind if I sit with you?”

“Sure,” she answered. I sat down next to her.

“I just wanted to say how much I appreciate you letting me stay here while my house is being built. It means a lot.” as I said this, Twilight looked rather pleased. “Guess she’s wide awake at this point.” I thought.

“It’s fine. That’s what friends are for, right?” she asked. I paused for a moment.

“I guess,” I replied. Twilight’s stomach growled.

“My guess is that Spike’s probably done with the food by now. Let's get going,” she said as she got up.

“Right behind you,” I commented, getting up to join her.

I followed her down the stairs, through the main room, and into the kitchen. Spike had just finished serving the food when we came in. he noticed us enter and looked at Twilight.

“Good morning, Twilight.” Spike greeted.

I tuned out the conversation as I looked on the table. As usual, Spike served himself a bowl of multi-colored gems. The only time I’ve seen him eat more than gems was desert, which was ice cream with gems in it. Twilight’s bowl had oatmeal with a teaspoon of sugar in it. My bowl had the same. Before I took a seat, I went over to the stove to reheat the kettle of tea I made earlier. When the tea was reheated, I poured Twilight a glass along with my own, just to be safe. I levitated the beverages with me as I returned to the table and placed them in their intended spots. Taking a seat where my food was placed and tuned back into the conversation. Twilight was just finishing telling Spike his chores.

“After checking inventory and making sure all the books are organized, you can have to rest of the day to yourself.” Twilight finished.

“Alright, I’ll get started when I’m done eating,” Spike replied.

I began eating. Fortunately, the oatmeal was still warm. It would have tasted rather plain if it wasn’t for the sugar. The tea still tasted great as always. When I finished eating, I brought my dishes over to the sink. I would have washed them myself, but Spike was pretty insistent about washing them. I didn’t argue and levitated them next to the sink.

I left the kitchen, heading to the couch to contemplate what to do next when I heard Spike belch and Twilight gasp. Last time I heard that, I learned what happened on the receivers end when Celestia sends Twilight letters. Then, I made up my mind on what I was going to do.

Deciding I should let Twilight know I was heading out, I returned to the kitchen. When I did so, I saw her reading the parchment letter she was levitating in front of her. I dropped my head down with a heavy sigh before lifting it back up.

“Let me guess. It’s from Celestia, isn't it?” I asked. Twilight rolled it back up and shook her head.

“No. That’s what’s surprising. Even more so because it’s addressed to you.” she stated, catching my interest. With a look of confusion, she added: “Do you know the name Keira?” and it clicked.

“Yes, I know her. I was waiting until she came to Ponyville to say anything and introduce her.” I explained as I approached a little closer. “Whatever’s in it is most likely private, so please don’t read any more than you already have. Just give it to me.” I added, taking the rolled parchment from her magic.

“Sorry,” she said in a guilty voice, her head dropping down a little. I did my best to balance on three hoofs as I wrapped my fourth one around her.

“It’s fine. I understand that you were just concerned with the safety and wellbeing of those around you. Thank you.” with this, she perked up a little. I placed the hoof I had around her back under me.

“Thanks. Should have known you would understand,” she replied. I chuckled.

“Damn right,” I added. “Anyway, I just wanted to let you know it’s been fun hanging with the both of you,” I glanced over to spike to let him know I was talking about him too before looking back at Twilight. “But if my house is finished today, then I must bid you farewell.”

Spike hopped off the stool she was standing on to wash dishes, dried his hands off, then came over to me. “IT’s been fun, bro.” he hugged my leg. I looked down at him.

“Spike,” I began. He looked back up at me. “Cut that out. I’m still going to be around. I live in Ponyville now, remember?” I reminded him. He let go and after taking a few steps back, rubbed the back of his neck looking embarrassed. “Anyway, I better get going. Gotta meet with Mix-up soon.” Twilight perked her ears up at the mention of the name.

“Mix-up?” she asked.

“Didn’t I tell you? He’s the one building my house.” I answered.

“Oh, well, have fun. Tell him I said hi.” Twilight requested.

“Sure thing.” as I said this, I took the rolled letter in my magic and took it with me as I left, going through the main room and out the front door.

Upon leaving, I went to take a seat on the bench out front. After taking a seat, I levitated the letter in front of me and unrolled it. It read:

Dear Spirit,
I’ve missed you. It’s been quite boring without you around. The only real entertainment really is messing with some of the nobles. Actually, now that I think about it, I also got to know Shining Armor and he told me some stories about the training session you had with him. I’ll be honest, you don’t look like you could have pulled off something like that, but at the same time, you don’t look like you could beat a spirit of chaos either. Anyway, hope you’ll be done soon. I would really like to see Ponyville up close instead of from the balcony.

Yours truly

Keria.

“Well,” I mumbled. “You won’t have to wait much longer.” then I cremated the letter, letting the ashes fly into the air, and got up.

Avoiding Pinkie

I was going to have to hurry. I had a feeling that it was going to take a little more time than usual to reach my house. You might recall that my plan was to have my house built near the tree I like, just off the edge of Ponyville, and it is, but that’s not what I was cautious of. See, all week long Pinkie Pie hasn't stopped bothering me. She’s kept going on and on about throwing some welcome party that she’s still upset about not being able to do when we first met. After word got out about a new house being built near Ponyville, Pinkie must have done some investigating, because I heard other rumors too. “Pinkie’s planning a wild party for a newcomer.” and “I heard that he helped save the town.” were just a few. I didn’t want to be known through rumors alone. The thought just didn’t settle with me for some reason, which is why the only rumor I took comfort when I hear them ask “Who?” and receive no answer.

Anyway, I bring up Pinkie because I knew that if she saw me, I wouldn’t be able to get away shortly after without being an asshole about it. So, after getting off the bench in front of Twilight’s house, I proceeded down the road. I took a tune down the marketplace, taking me to Sugar Cube Corner. I was about to turn that corner when I stopped, hearing the voice of a certain high pitched, fast-talking, hyperactive, physics breaking pink pony.

“Hi ya, Berry Punch.” I heard her say I stayed hidden behind the corner, out of view. “Have you seen Spirit? He’s a white unicorn with gold eyes and blue stockings as well as his main and tail matching the color. I want to throw a welcome party for him, but I can’t seem to find him.” she carried on. The way she kept talking could make one question whether or not she knew how to wait for an answer.

“Spirit?” I heard another voice ask, which I assumed belonged to Berry Punch. “So that’s his name. I think I know who you’re talking about. I saw him walking about a few days ago. No, I haven’t seen him today. Sorry.” she finished.

“Drat!” I heard Pinkie said in a pout. “Well, if you do, point him my way, will ya?” I chuckled.

“I don’t think anypony can do that after you leave their sight.” I thought.

“Um….sure. Good luck.” I heard Berry Punch say reluctantly.

“Later.” I heard Pinkie say before I heard some sort of bouncing sound. The sound faded, indicating that whatever the source was left.

Assuming that the source was Pinkie, I left my cover to proceed. As I rounded the corner, I noticed that I had the attention of a somewhat young looking mare. Ignoring her, I attempted to proceed with my course but failed.

“Wait.” I heard a familiar voice call out. I stopped as requested, knowing that I would attract Pinkie’s attention easily if I had her chasing me across town. When she caught up, she stood in front of me. “If you aren’t too busy, Pinkie Pie’s looking for you.” I sighed heavily.

“Yes, I’m aware, but I am busy. If she finds me, I won’t be able to get done what I need to be done.” I explained. “So if you could do me a favor and save me the extra work by forgetting I was here, I would appreciate it.” I finished. She looked at me as suspiciously as I am of her. So, I took note of her appearance in case I have to hunt her down later. She was a little smaller than I am. Her coat was an extremely light grape purple color. Her main, tail and eyes were all a few shades darker with a hint of dark pink in the mix. Her cutie mark was a vine of grapes and a strawberry, which I found quite fitting to the name Berry Punch.

“Alright,” she finally said. “Just this once, I’ll help. Where do you need to go?” I let a small smile show on my face.

“I’m sure you’ve heard of the new house being made just right outside Ponyville,” I said. She looked like she understood.

“Yeah, what about it? Is it yours?” she questioned.

“Yes, I had it commissioned. I need to get there so I can help finish it.” she scratched her chin as I said this.

“I don’t know a direct route, but if you stick the alleyways you should be fine,” she said. I nodded.

“Thanks.” I offered before taking my leave, crossing the street and entering the space between some buildings.

As I entered the ally, I noticed that they weren't as bad as I expected. In fact, they were quite clean. Spick and span, not a single piece of trash anywhere. I shook my head to take my mind off the focus of the ally and made my way.

Now, everypony knows how ambitious Pinkie can be, and how sometimes it can be too much. I mention this because every now and then I heard her asking ponies around the corner if they’ve seen me. Once, I could have sworn I saw her looking from one of the rooftops.

Eventually, I managed to make it to the edge of town, right by the train station in fact. Luckily, my new house was in sight. I casted a teleportation spell, causing me to disappear only to materialize in front of the house.

I stood there looking at my house. It would be considered average in appearance, except that it was larger than most and had a small mini-tower on its side. The structure was painted a dirty yellowish gold, had several windows, an oak door, and a chimney too. I looked at it with a sense of ride.

“Spirit!” I heard a familiar voice call from above. Looking up, I was a pegasus gliding down from a cloud. I watched as he made his descent.”So? What do you think.?” he asked.

“I think you finished without me,” I commented, assuming he meant the house.

“You’ll live. Here’s the key,” he said, stretching a wing over his shoulder to me with a necklace hanging on the tip. I also noticed that it was nothing more than my pendent Luna gave me a while back with a key added to it.

“Well, I didn’t expect to see that again,” I commented, taking it in my magic and placing it around my neck.

“Yeah, well, there you have it. Anyway, I would love to stay and catch up but I have to go,” he said, spreading his wings out. “Till next time,” he added before taking flight.

I started to make my way to the train station. While it’s true that my new home has finished construction and most would want to see it first thing, I helped make it and already know everything about it. Besides, I have to retrieve the other resident.

Author's Note

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A Visit

I materialized in front of the castle grounds. Looking at the familiar sight of the castle, I relaxed. Hoping it wasn’t considered rude to abruptly teleport out of the home f a host without a proper farewell, I trotted my way into the castle. Making my way to the throne room, I stopped as their doors came into view.

“Tia, how are you?” I asked Celestia, who was in the way.

“Spirit! I was wondering when you would arrive when I received word of your appearance at the train station,” she said excitedly.

“When she received word? Does she have eyes and ears everywhere?” I thought.

“Well, how about we go somewhere private so we can catch up?” she proposed.

“Where did you have in mind?” I asked.

“I was just about to go to my study, how about there?” she asked.

“Lead the way,” I said.

Then she turned and started down the hall. I followed behind. She led me through the maze of corridors, going left and right. Every now and then we would pass a guard that would stand off to the side and salute us. Now, I know that I helped them with Discord, but I still felt like I didn’t deserve being saluted anyway. Whether or not Celestia said otherwise. As we reached the stairs, we ran into an old friend.

“Hey there, Spirit. Long time no see.” greeted Shining Armor. “Where have you been?” he asked. Celestia nudge me with a wing.

“I was in Ponyville building a house to move into,” I answered, keeping it short and simple as to avoid giving him any ideas. The look on Shining’s face though told me that I might have failed. Luckily, Celestia noticed too.

“Shining,” Celestia began. “How about you join us? We can talk in my study,” she proposed, maintaining her usual motherly smile.

“Eh, sure thing. I don’t really have anything to do anyway. Just got done checking in with the stationed guards.” he explained.

“Perfect. Let’s go then.” Celestia said, walking past Shining onto the stairs. Shining and I followed behind her.

The corridors were less maze-like on the third floor of the castle, where it only took a few minutes to navigate our way to Celestia's study. Said study had a guard both left and right of its doors. It was barely noticeable, but I saw them stiffen up as they saluted the three of us upon approach. Their salute, even though I knew it was to show respect, but it made me feel out of place. I lowered my head a little as I passed them, entering the room. Being the last to enter, I used my magic to close the door behind us. Celestia took a seat behind her desk while Shining took a seat on a nearby stool.

“What’s got you shaken u, Spirit?” Celestia asked, making me feel slightly guilty for letting her notice. “Come over, take a seat. I would really like to know what’s bothering you.” she insisted. Obeying her, I took a seat at the desk. I must have captured Shining’s curiosity because he moved his stool next to the desk as well.

“I’m sure it’s nothing and I’m just over thinking it, but I’m still not used to being saluted.” I informed her.” I mean, it’s not like I deserve it.” I added. Shining acted like he was having a heart attack when he heard me said that.

“What?! What do you mean you don’t deserve it? You’ve more than earned not only that but being an Alicorn as well.” Shining sputtered. After he mentioned me being an alicorn, I felt just how stiff my wings where. I dispelled the illusion of hiding them to take the chance to stretch them.

“I think it would help us understand why a little better if you explained to us why,” Celestia commented.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right. What I’m trying to say is…..I’m not exactly the hero you make me out to be.” I was going to continue, but I was interrupted by Shining again.

“Dude, what do you mean?” Shining asked. “You risked everything going against Discord, so you shouldn’t doubt yourself,” he insisted. I shook my head, causing him to look puzzled.

“It’s not my actions that I’m doubting, but my motives. Like I told you already, it’s not much. So Don’t worry about it.” I insisted. Celestia let out a curious hum, bringing the tip of her hoof to the tip of her chin.

“I should have guessed it. You don’t feel like you should be saluted because you don’t feel like you stopped Discord for them, right?” she asked and lowered her hoof back down onto the desk. I nodded. “Knowing you, that makes sense,” she added.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked, hearing Shining burst into laughter.

“Nothing bad I assure you. I mean it in a good way,” she responded, but I gave her a suspicious look. “Looking at you, I can see several things. Things that I wish was more common than not. I can see true bravery, a hint of kindness, good judgment, a sense of justice, all good qualities,” Celestia explained. I felt myself blush a little.

“T-thank you,” I stuttered.

“You used to have a light about you,” she continued. “But now it’s gone. You are missing something, Spirit. Any idea what it is?” she asked. I saw Shining lean in.

“Shit, what now?” I thought.

“Oh, I know. He’s missing the guts to go out with Keria.” Shining said in a joking manner, but I was going to make sure he would start thinking twice from now on. I cleared my throat.

“Shining, I will break your horn, levitate you with me as I run throughout the castle while slamming you onto ever fucking hall I pass until you die. After you die, I will revive with dark magic just to torture with anything you could think of. Swords, knives, lemons, salt, pepper, ice, water, everything, you hear? I will make you regret being alive.” I threatened. Looking into his eyes, I saw true fear in them. “Shit, I was just exaggerating, just think twice before speaking is all.” I clarified, and his expression went back to his usual self.

“Damn, that was a bit much for you. It’s hard to tell with you sometimes, you know?” he asked.

“And with your ability to use forbidden spells, I don’t doubt that you can. Though I would advise you not,” Celestia pointed out. “Just because you can, doesn’t mean that you-”

“I know, I know,” I interrupted. “I’m well aware that I’m still vulnerable to the risks of doing so. Anyway, back to the subject at hand. Please, tell me what I am missing.” I insisted, but Celestia just closed her eyes and shook her head before reopening them.

“Sorry, but this time I can’t tell you. However, I can give you a hint. It’s because of this that you have also lost your will to live. Don’t think I haven’t noticed.” she pointed out, and I couldn’t exactly deny it either. Before I could think of what to say next, Celestia continued. “Luna has also caught on too. At this rate, I won’t be surprised if Keria notices as well.”

“Damn, that obvious, huh?” I muttered.

“I have an idea. How about you go see Luna? She’s been looking forward to seeing you today.” Celestia proposed. I got up and walked over to the window to check the sun.

“Fuck, sunset already.” I thought. “Mmm….sure. Why not?” I asked, quelling my stress. “I already missed the return train for Ponyville already.” I pointed out. Celestia giggled.

“Oops, sorry about that,” she said. I turned to see her cover her mouth with a hoof. “Though I bet you did that on purpose,” I thought.

“You best be going, Lina will be up any minute now.” she reminded me.

“Last time one of the lunar guards disappointed Luna, things didn’t end so well,” Shining added.

“Yeah, yeah. I know how to handle Luna.” I said, letting out a sigh. The look in Celestia’s eyes let me know she was about to tease me.

“Oh, and what would that entail?” she asked. I made my response as I made my way out.

“I’m engaged already,” I growled. “Or are you careless enough to forget about something you caused?” I finished as I closed the door behind me.

By the time I reached Luna’s door on top of her tower, I felt like hell. I could even feel a faint spill coming. Not caring anymore if anypony saw, my horn coated itself in the purple aura of dark magic as I conjured a cup of water. After drinking the beverage, the cup itself evaporated. The Lunar guards in front of the door looked like their fur standing on end. I let out a deep yawn. I somewhat wobbled to Luna’s door and knock. I heard Luna call “Who dares disturb me at this time? In a somewhat aggressive tone. I decided to get aggressive in return.

“Well sorry if I decided to drag my tired ass up those stairs just to accommodate your sisters request to come and see you,” I shouted. “If she turned out to be wrong and you didn’t want to see me, then I would mind going to find someplace to sleep.” I finished. The door in front of me opened and I saw Luna looking at me from where she was lying on her bed. “For fuck's sake,” I grumbled. “So, you still want to see me?” I asked. Her face told me that she was in shock. After a few seconds, she snapped out of it.

“O-of course. S-sorry about my rudeness.” Luna apologize. I entered the room, closing the door behind me. I stopped a few yards in front of the door and let out a sigh.

“No, no. I should be the one apologizing. It’s not like me to get snippy like that.” I admitted, letting out another deep yawn.

“Tired?” Luna asked.

“Yeah. I haven’t had any time to myself since I got off the train really.” I explained. The expression on Luna’s face changed, but I was too tired to read it.

“Then come here and join me,” she said, her voice sounding sweet. She suddenly levitated me off the floor and next to her on the bed.

“Luna, what are you up to?” I thought. Upon landing on the bed, she dropped a wing over me. Though my mind was trying to fight sleep, my body already gave in and I lost all feeling. “Shit.” I thought as my mind fell dead asleep.

What was that expression again? Oh, right. Same song and dance. Such is the expression that fits the current situation, finding myself floating in the dreamscape that I have yet to sculpt into image. I then realized what was going to happen.

“She’ll be here soon,” I muttered. “Might as well prepare.”

I clapped my hooves together to release a blinding flash of light that only lasted for an instant. When I was able to see again, my eyes were met with simplified beauty. Blue sky, fresh air in the light breeze, a seemingly endless field of grass, and the decent sized patch of gold flower under me. It was enough to put my mind at rest for a little bit. So I took a seat and waited. I only had to wait for a few minutes before Luna arrived. She came from behind me and took a seat next to me.

“Good evening, Spirit.” she greeted.

“Good evening, Lulu.” I greeted back, wondering where this was going to go. Luna giggled at the use of her nickname.

“Spirit, I’ve heard that you haven’t been yourself lately. I hope everything’s going well,” she said, failing at hiding her attempt to use the same maternal tone Celestia uses.

“You have nothing to worry about,” I informed her.

“I sure hope not,” she said. “Anyway, I have something I ought to ask of you.”

I sighed. “Well, let’s hear it,” I said.

“Please remember that you have no obligation to agree, especially after-”

“Damn it, Lulu, just say it!” I demanded. She cleared her windpipe.

“Very well. There have been several disappearances as of late. Usually, when this kind of thing happens, we send the guard to go investigate. They would go search for clues, hunt down the perpetrator, and the arrest would be made. However, this time the guards can’t find any trace of the victims, let alone any clues.” she explained. I shook my head, knowing where this was heading.

“So, you want me to investigate,” I concluded. She nodded. “What made you come to me?” I asked.

“I thought you could try your hoof at it, seeing that the most recent disappearance took place in Ponyville,” she answered. I thought about it for several minutes.

“Alright, fine, I’ll check it out. However, I must ask what you know about the one behind it,” I stated. I notice Luna flinch.

“All that’s been confirmed is that it’s not from Equestrian borders,” she informed me.

“Great, out of the frying pan and into the fire. Well, I’m not from around here either.” I thought.

“I have to leave now,” Luna stated. “I still have dreams to check.”

“Alright, good night,” I said as she dissipated from the dream.

I laid down in the patch of gold flowers in an attempt to put my mind to rest. As my chin hit the ground however, the flowers quickly withered into dust. I scrambled up to my hooves just in time to witness every blade of grass in the surrounding area follow suit.

Author's Note

Writing a squeal is a little harder than I thought, especially since I have to keep up with 2 stories now.

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One More Night In Canterlot

My mind wasn’t able to rest and everything went dark. It became cold. So, very cold. I couldn’t stop my shivers. I tried to wake up but I couldn’t. My inability to see was causing my heart rate to increase. As it did, it also got louder. As it got louder it began to hurt more as my heart attempted to push its way out of my chest. I covered my chest with a hoof as I flailed around in the pain.

Then, it suddenly stopped. Gasping, I took the hoof my chest and sat up. Was able to open my eyes again, but I still couldn’t see anything. I felt my ears twitch as they picked up something new.

“Soon, very soon,” I heard a voice say before I felt a hard jab on the side of my barrel.

“Ouch!” I shouted, waking up. I had forge=otten that I was in Luna’s bed. Trying to ignore that fact, I found myself rubbing the sore spot on my side. “The hell just happened?” I muttered. I rolled onto my back to find Luna’s worried face looking down at my own.

“Are you alright?” she asked. I let out a deep yawn.

“Well, my side’s kinda sore, but I’m okay,” I answered. “Why?”

“Well, you were just having a panic attack in your sleep,” Luna informed me. “Is everything alright?”

“Y-yes,” I answered, getting off the bed. “Well, I better get to Keria’s room to pack her things. Best to get a head start while I can.” I stated, teleporting away as to not give her the chance to argue. Knowing her, she would probably insist on seeing a doctor first.

I materialized in the guest room that Keria resides in. “Yeah, Luna might have a colorful few words for me next time we see each other.” I thought. Looking around, I saw Keria dead asleep on the bed. “Well, I guess I can fit a shower in before I start packing.” I finished thinking as I made my way to the bathroom.

I walked out of the bathroom, still ruffling the towel through my fur. I saw that Keria was still asleep. Deciding that I should start packing, I dropped the towel next to the bathroom door and made my way around the room. Surprisingly, there was nothing to back.

“Of course, what did I expect?” I thought. “Well, I better get some rest.”

Not wanting to disturb Keria, I decided to sleep on the couch. I was so tired that after laying down I barely heard Keria tussle in her bed.

“W-who’s there?” I heard her murmur.

“Go back to sleep, we have a long day tomorrow,” I told her, closing my eyes.

“A-alright……..sweetie.” I heard her respond. Hearing her call me sweetie made me shiver a little.

“Sweetie?” I thought. It was going to take some getting used to. Shivering again, I realized that it wasn’t just being called sweetie that was doing it. Simple spell later and I had the fireplace going. I only just became aware of the tension in my muscles as they relaxed from the heat flooding my fur. It seemed to do the trick as I went unconscious.

Author's Note

Sorry for the late upload. Ideas have been slow and I still need to make another chapter for Anon's Therapy Service, which I didn't even expect to get as popular as it got. So fast too.

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The Train Ride to Ponyville

I woke up the next morning with only one thing filling my vision. Kerias face staring back at me. “Morning, Spirit,” Keria greeted. “I’ve missed you,” she said, wearing a warm smile. I smiled back.

“Same here. Hope it wasn’t too fun around here while I was gone.” I teased, getting off the couch.

“Not really, with all the nobles around,” she answered.

“Of course,” I said chuckling. “Why am I not surprised? Anyway, have you had anything to eat yet?”I asked she shook her head a little.

“Not yet. I actually wanted to have breakfast with you, if you don’t mind?” she asked, reminding me of Fluttershy a little I went over to the balcony to check the sun.

“We’ll have to be quick about it, we have a train to catch soon,” I informed her. I walked to the room doors and opened one. “Well? Aren’t ya coming?” I asked. Keria didn’t answer. She didn’t have to. The excitement on her face was enough. I closed the door behind her and took the lead as we made our way through the maze of corridors once more.

“Wai, aren’t we going to the castle cafeteria?” I heard her ask when reached the stairs.

“Na,” I answered, continuing down to the ground floor. “I thought we could grab a quick bite at the Silent Tea Cafe, I also wanted to say goodbye to Silent Taste before we leave.”

“Don’t worry, I understand. I remember how important she is to you.” Keria reminded me.

“Thank you, that means a lot to me,” I replied, thinking back on the first day we met. Though, I didn’t think back too much on it because it was kind of embarrassing. We were making our way through the last corridor, practically next to the front door, when a familiar voice stopped us.

“Spirit!” I heard it cal, both Keria and I turned to see who it was. There was Shining Armor galloping to catch up to us. When he finally did, he asked: “Hey, leaving already?”

“Yeah, “ I answered. “Don’t want to miss the train again.”

“Oh, well, I just wanted to see you off,” he added.

“Well, I guess you can join us for breakfast if you want,” I told him. “If Keria doesn’t mind.”

“T-that’s fine with me,” Keria answered. Shining’s smile grew almost an inch.

“Alright, let's get a move on then. I don’t want to waste any more time than I already have.” I said, opening the front door of the castle.

“As I lead the two through the door, I heard the two of them already starting a conversation. Tuning them out, I continued to lead them to the road and across the street to where the cafe was, but I stopped at the door. I felt Shining bump into me from behind a few seconds later.

“Hey, what gives?” I heard him complain.

“I think that breakfast is going to have to wait,” I answered.

“Why’s that?” I heard Keria ask next. I levitated a note off the door and in between us for them to read. It read:

Sorry to do this on such short notice, but we’re now closed. We’re relocation to Ponyville.

Sincerely,

Silent Taste.

“Well, at least the note is short and straight to the point.” I pointed out.

“Looks like you two ran out of luck.” Shining teased.

“Yeah, well we don’t have time to make any new plans so we might as well get going to the station,” I said. Looking over to Keria, I saw that she looked a little upset.

“Then I better get back too. The guards are going to rotate their stations soon and I’m going to have to read through their reports.” Shining explained. “Oh, and I’m sure you’ve been informed about the happening’s, right?” he asked. I nodded, believing that he was talking about what Luna mentioned. “Then do me a favor and make sure nothing happened to Twilight, Okay?”

“Shining, you have my word that nothing bad will happen to your sister,” I promised him. A quick glance at Keria showed me how confused she must be.

“Alright, thanks. It makes me feel better knowing that you’ll be there to keep her safe, let alone Ponyville,” he said before taking off for the castle.

“What was he talking about?” Keria asked as I turned to face her.

“Oh, it’s nothing I want to worry you about,” I told her, rubbing the back of my head with a hoof. “Let’s get going. We’re running low on time.” I informed her, taking the lead.

Keria almost boarded the train, but I raised a hoof in front of her to stop her. Then, after handing the conductor our tickets, I removed my hoof and lead her to the private royal cart, after making sure no pony was watching us.

“Why are you acting like that?” Keria asked after we got in the cart. I walked over to the minifridge and got out two bottles of apple cider.

“Well, I don’t want to attract any attention, let alone the wrong kind. Rumors could start if we’re seen on the private royal cart, which is usually only to be used by Alicorns and their guests.” I answered, setting the bottles onto the table in the middle of the cart.

“But you are an Alicorn,” she countered.

“The populace doesn't know that, which is just how I want it to remain. Now come on over and have a drink. It’s going to be a long ride.” I told her.

“Wait, when did you start drinking?” she asked.

“They’re alcohol-free,” I told her. “Just because we have nothing to eat doesn’t mean we can’t have some refreshers.”

“A-alright, just wanted to make sure,” Keria said in defeat, joining me at the table. She grasped a bottle of cider and popped off the cap with a claw. “By the way, can’t anyone see into the cart?”

“Nope, they’re enchanted. We can see out but no one can see in.” I answered, feeling glad to be able to say ‘anyone’ instead of ‘any pony’. Using some magic to open my own bottle, I took a few sips and let out a sigh.

“You know,” Keria began. “I’ve been worried about you.”

“Oh, why’s that?” I asked, taking another sip of cider.

“Well….you just seem to have the habit of getting into trouble,” she continued, taking another sip. “I know we were forced into our engagement and we haven’t known each other for that long, but I care about you. I don’t want anything to happen to you,” we both took another sip of cider. She suddenly wrapped her claws around me and pulled me over.

“H-hey, what the-” I protested, but she ignored me as she stuffed my face into her chest fur. “What the hell is she doing?” I thought.

Then, I felt something press on top of my head, followed by one of her paws stroking the back of my head. After that, she began to hum. She hummed something that I have never heard before. It made me stop my protests. It made me feel soft and warm inside. I felt my heart rate calm down as she continued. The vibration from her chest felt good too.

“Spirit, I’m here for you. Remember that,” she said before taking me out of her chest fur. She placed one of her claws under my chin to guide it so we were looking into the eyes of each other. “Please promise me that you won’t get yourself killed, no matter the reason?” she requested, looking like she was going to start crying. I couldn’t bring myself to say no.

“Sure.” was all I could say.

Then Keria leaned her head in and gave me a peck on the lips. I didn’t know what to do. As my mind went blank, I just let it happen as my body went limp. Keria soon broke the kiss. The giggle she let out sounded like one of a filly. My body went tired and she guided my head onto her lap. Her lap felt fuzzy, warm, and welcoming. I fell asleep on the spot.

[Keria’s POV]

“Spirit, I’m here for you. Remember that,” I said in desperation. To comfort him, I embraced him as tightly as I could for a few minutes. Then, I took his head out from my chest, placed a claw under his chin, and angled his head so I could look into his eyes. I didn’t want to chance him going off and getting himself hurt. “Please promise me that you won’t get yourself killed, no matter the reason?” I demanded, feeling my tears building up.

“Sure,” he answered.

Overwhelmed with relief, I kissed him. The kiss felt wonderful, and telling from his reaction I guess that that was his first kiss. Soon I broke the kiss. The thought of taking his first kiss made me feel all giddy inside and I let out a little giggle. I felt his body go limp so I guided his head gently into my lap where he fell asleep in seconds. I let out a sigh, staring at his sleeping face.

I thought back to something Celestia told me a few days ago. She summoned me to her Study. When I got there, she was sitting at her desk. Upon entry, she said to me: “Morning Keria, how are you?”

“I doing well, thank you.” I answered.

“That’s good to hear. I’m sure you will also be happy to hear that Spirit should be returning in a few days to come bring you to Ponyville,” Celestia told me. Of course, I was filled with excitement, but there was apparently more she wanted to tell me. “But there is a matter regarding Spirit that I think I should discuss with you for his sake. Before I tell you, however, I can stress how important it is that you don’t let him know that you know what you are about to be told. Am I clear?” she asked, looking serious.

“O-of course, Princess,” I responded.

“Good. So, as you already know, Spirit isn’t normal, even before becoming an Alicorn. He hides it, but he’s very sensitive. His Amnesia is severe as well. He has no memory of who he was before I met him. He also has no memory of his live events or of his family, which is the reason he’s so sensitive,” Celestia explained. She wasn’t wasting any time getting to the point, which scared me. “ So I need you to do me something.” I gulped.

“W-what is it?” I asked, stuttering.

“Don’t worry, it’s simple. Tell me, do you know what he desires?” Celestia asked. I took a guess.

“To survive?” I asked. She shook her head.

“You would think, but no. In fact, he has no desire to live at all. That’s what worries me. His whole life in Equestria he’s tried everything he can to avoid making friends.” Celestia began. “According to what my sister, Luna, tells me, Spirit knew his fate a long time before it happened. Of course, I mean Discord. The reason he avoided making friends was that he also was aware of the high chance that he was walking into his own death. Only Spirit would know how he got out alive if he knows at all, so I wouldn’t be able to tell you.” she explained. My jaw dropped a little.

“How? How could he have been so calm about it for so long, and how could he have been so accepting about it?” I asked.

“I’m not sure how he could have been so calm. He’s either very stupid or very brave. I like to believe it’s the latter. As for how he could have been so accepting, well, the answer to that is not for the faint of heart, for I don’t know of any pony in Equestria how can relate.” at this point, I could have sworn I saw a tear ready to break free from her eye. “See, he didn’t have any pony. No friends. No family. His curse wasn’t immortality, it’s not knowing what it’s like to have a family. It’s here where I feel like I have failed him. He came to me for help, asking what it’s like to have a family. That’s the thing though. You can’t explain what having a family is truly like in words, it’s something that has to be experienced.”

“And this is where you need me?” I asked.

“Yes, my little….Griffin,” she answered. “See, he told me that what he truly desires is a family. I was hoping you would help feel that void for him however you see fit,” she explained. I nodded. “Good. Here’s a good tip. He has a weakness when one he trusts either takes a motherly or sisterly approach.” she added.

“Okay, thanks.”

Focusing back in on the present, looking down at the sleeping pony in my lap, I thought “I’ll do the best I can.” and looking closer at his face, I also thought “He looks kinda cute when he’s sleeping actually.”

Author's Note

Here we go, got some ideas flowing a little bit more. Again, sorry about how short the last chapter was.

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A Walk in the Forest

Of course, I was disappointed in myself. What was I thinking, lashing out on Apple Jack like that? I needed to think and to do that, I needed to be alone. So I left the city limits, making my way to the EverFree Forest.

When I got there, the forest was silent. Not only was it silent, however, I also got the sense that it was inviting me in. calling me. Confident that I could take care of myself, I took the bait. Of course, I was careful of any Poison Joke, remembering what happened last time I carelessly stepped in some.

As I continued into the forest, it felt as though it was trying to say “welcome back” to me as one would say to an old friend. It was curious because, as I’ve heard, this forest was rather hostile and didn’t appreciate outsiders. It was curious because, remembering that the forest held such hostility, I felt like something was drawing me in. With such an event contradicting such a face, I couldn’t resist.

As I ventured on, I found myself taking a trip down memory lane as I came across a familiar path. I recognized it as the path I took to get to the castle ruins. I could teleport their but decided not to, seeing how that would defeat the purpose of the walk. So I followed the path as I have done before.

After a while, I found a river beside the path, so I took a break to have a drink and rest a bit. As I was resting, I decided to dispel my illusion and stretch my wings. It made me wish I knew how to fly.

“One day, I might get the chance to go to a secluded place where I can teach myself how,” I thought, getting off the ground after my rest. I let out a yawn and stretch, hearing a few joints from various places pop. feeling rejuvenated, I was ready.

I continued on, following the trail. It didn’t take long for the ruins to come into view. I came to a stop to teleport across the cliff, where the bridge broke. After which, I walked up to the doorway of the ruins. Looking in, It reminded me of the night I spent there. How I slaughtered the pack of Timber Wolves into mulch. Now that I think about it, it was also the first night I gave into the darkness. “Not a great experience.” I thought, making my way into the room.

Then, I stopped. Looking at the set of thrones, the throne to the right had a Timber Wolf cub on it. It had just woken up and let out a high pitched yawn. When it noticed me, it hopped off the throne and pranced it’s way to me. It looked so happy. Like it was reuniting with a loved one. Then it hit me. I kneeled down.

“Heya, so this is where you’ve been?” I asked it. It responded with a yip. “Well, at least you’ve managed to survive on your own. How’s the paw holding up?” I asked. It lifted the paw for me to see, then put it back down. Something seemed off though. “Don’t mind if I lift you up for a bit?” I requested. It hesitated but replied with a yip. Assuming that it was in approval, I stood up and levitated him up to eye level. Inspecting it, I learned that it was a boy. I also saw that he was also skinnier and dryer than when we last met. I’m no expert, but I’m guessing that meant dehydration and starvation.

“Damn boy, why haven’t you been eating?” I asked, putting him back down. “Never mind. The important thing is that we get you fed and hydrated. What do you think?” I asked him. He yipped repeatedly in excitement. Thinking for a moment, I added “You can go ahead and rest on my back. You don’t look like you’re in the condition for much traveling,” and he did so. Hopping onto my back, he curled up between my wings. It tickled a little when his park brushed against my wings, but I put up with it for his sake. I carried him out of the ruins.

I managed to hunt him a couple of wild rabbits to feed him. Unfortunately, as much as I wanted to partake in having one myself, I soon learned the hard way that ponies just aren’t suited for digesting meat that well. Only small bits at a time at most. However, we were both able to have a drink together from the stream. Not only was it quite refreshing from how surprisingly clean it was, but also washed the blood off the cub’s face. By then, he was looking much better.

“Well little guy,” I said, getting his attention. He was sitting by side me at the river bank. It made me feel proud that I helped him out. “It’s good to see you’re better, but I have to go now,” I told him, getting up. However, he refused to be left behind, jumping onto my back again. “Okay, okay. Fine. I guess I can take you in.”

Checking the position of the sun, I saw that it was sunset already. Meaning I was running low on time. In fact, I was so low on time that there wasn’t enough time to walk. I renewed the illusion to hide my wings. “I’ve teleported you before, so I hope you won’t get too disorientated this time around,” I told him. He replied with a yip. Lighting up my horn, we dematerialized out of the forest.

When we rematerialized, we were next to the train station. Turning my head over my shoulder to check on the cub on my back. “Now it’s time to find Keria. Hopefully, she isn’t still mad at me.” I thought. Luckily, it should be easy finding her. All I have to do is ask around, seeing how it is that Keria is the only Griffin in Ponyville.

As I made my way to the center of town, I noticed that the locals were shooting uncomfortable glances my way. I wasn’t surprised. In fact, I should have expected a worse reaction when being seed with a Timber Wolf cub on my back, let alone bring it into town.

Soon, after I reached the center of town, I bumped into Derpy. She’s the local mail mare. I first meter…..no, collided with her one morning sometime before my house was finished. She was in the middle of her mail routes when she crashed into me. Mail flew everywhere and it took almost ten minutes to make sure none of it was lost.

Anyway, I approached her. “Hey, Derpy, how’s it going?” I asked.

“Oh, hi Spirit,” she greeted enthusiastically. “How’s it going?”

“Mmm...decient,” I answered. “Say, may I ask you a favor? I just need to know if you’ve seen a Griffin around recently,” I told her. She tapped her chin a few times before her eyes widened.

“I remember seeing one enter the Golden Oaks Library about thirty minutes ago if that helps,” she answered.

“Yes, yes it does. Thank you Derpy, I told her as I dashed off for Twilight’s place. Thankfully, the Library wasn’t far from here. All I had to do was follow the road till I found Sugar Cube Corner then turn, where I’ll enter the market place and go straight.

When I arrived at the Library, I went to the front door and knocked, hoping that someone was still here. Fortunately, luck was on my side. I let out a sigh of relief when Twilight answered the door.

“Spirit? Where were you?” she asked. “ we looked everywhere for you.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” I responded, dropping my head. “But I needed some time alone. I told you that. So why were you looking for me?”

“Well, we both know you have a tendency to get into trouble,” she pointed out. “Keria was rather worried,” she explained. “Come in.”

I followed her inside, when I did I saw not only Keria but the rest of Twilight’s friends as well. I didn’t know what to expect really, all I knew was to expect that anything could happen next.

“O-oh, hi girls,” I greeted, stuttering. I heard Twilight close the door behind me before gasping.

“S-Spirit,” she said, her turn to stutter. “W-why’s that on your back?” she asked. It took me a moment to realize what she meant.

“You mean the Timber Wolf cub right?” I asked. “That’s a long st-,” I began saying, but was interrupted by some of the others screaming. I used my magic to shut their mouths. “Shh, it’s sleeping,” I said before releasing them. They managed to keep themselves quiet after that. I levitated the cub off my back and onto Twilight’s couch. After which I went to sit by him. “If you girls woke him it would have been quite rude,” I pointed out. “Besides, you shouldn’t be worrying anyway. It’s just a cub for god’s sakes,” I added. Twilight hesitantly joined me on the couch.

“So, as you were saying,” Twilight reminded me.

“Oh, right. So a while back, right before my fight with Discord, I found this little guy abandoned by his pack in the forest due to a missing paw. I decided to increase his chances of survival by healing him. Of course, unsure of the chances of my own survival, I couldn’t do anything more for him at the time. I found him again earlier today sitting on one of the thrones in the castle ruins,” I explained.

“That explains where you were,” I heard Twilight mutter.

“Darling,” Rarity spoke up. “That still doesn't explain why it’s with you.”

“Well, it’s unable to take care of itself so I took it in,” I answered, hearing several of them gasp. Only causing me to roll my eyes.

“You mean….as a pet?” asked Rainbow.

“Yes Rainbow, as a pet,” I answered. Then I saw Apple Jack approach.

“Spirit, ah-”

“I’m sorry,” I interrupted. “Sorry about what I did earlier.”

“I-it’s alright, I forgave ya already,” she replied. “ I understand that you have your secrets for a reason, but I was actually hoping to have a closer look at the cub though.”

“Sure, just don’t wake him,” I answered. Apple Jack came a little closer to the couch and squatted down for a better look.

“Actually, it looks kinda cute,” Apple Jack commented.

“That ‘it’ is a boy,” I told her, not trying to seem rude.

Before I knew it, everyone other than myself came in for a closer look. It carried on for a while before I spoke up. “Alright, I believe it is time to part ways. The hour is late after all,” I reminded them. As much as I can tell that they wanted to complain, they couldn’t deny my point at almost midnight.

“He’s right girls, you should head home now,” Twilight agreed, getting the girls to leave.

“Goodnight, Twilight. You too Spike,” I told them before I left with Keria.

“Come on, I’ll show you our new home,” I told Keria after Twilight shut the door, taking the lead.

Author's Note

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A new home.

I woke up the next morning with Keria’s wing draped over me. Seeing that she wasn’t awake yet, I snuck out from under her wing. Careful not to wake her up, I was pretty slow getting out of bed. Looking around the room, it was pretty nice. The bed was pretty large, I’d say it was King or Queen sized. There was a dresser, but the only clothes inside it were the butler suit I was allowed to keep and my cloak. There was also a door that lead into the master bathroom.

“I should go ahead and take a shower,” I thought, walking into the bathroom. Fortunately, there was already a few towels in there. Lighting up my horn, I turned on the shower and waited for the water to heat up.

Upon getting out of the shower, I levitated a towel over. While I was drying off, I learned that hard way that I had to be careful with the wings. It just felt so weird and unusual when anything touched them. Deciding that I would just use heat magic to dry off in the future, I left the bathroom. Closing the door behind me, I noticed that Keria was already out of bed and was stretching, limbs and wings, beside the bed. When she was done, she noticed me and gave me a whole-hearted smile.

“Morning Hubbie,” she greeted, walking over and hugging me with her wings.

“Hubbie? I guess it’s alright,” I thought, though it made me feel weird. Then Keria gave me a surprise peck on the cheek, making me blush a little.

“Why don’t ya go ahead and take a shower? I’ll make coffee in the meantime,” I proposed.

“Sure,” she agreed, unwrapping me out of her wings. “See you in a bit,” then she went into the bathroom.

I left the room, entering the second-floor hall. The room door was in the middle, so it went both ways from where I was. One way lead down stairs, the other lead to the spiral staircase leading up the tower. I turned to go downstairs, into the living room.

The living room was Semi-big and felt pretty empty because all that was in it was a bookshelf, a table that was a few yards in front of it, and the three couches around the table. Making a mental note to get something for the empty space, I proceeded to the kitchen.

The Kitchen wasn’t as good as the ones in Canterlot castle, but I wouldn’t say it was exactly average either. Two of the walls were made of reinforced diamond glass that is frost resistant, allowing occupants to enjoy the view during meals. The floors were a night back colored tile and the table set was made out of pristine white marble. The cabinets and countertops were made out of dark oak wood, all of which was polished too.

I went over to the coffee machine on the counter and got it started. I stood there and waited as my ears were massaged by the gentle, gentle sound of the steamy water dripping into the coffee grounds. As the coffee dripped into the to, my nose was assaulted with its call for attention. Of course, I was more than happy to answer its call when it was full.

Lighting up my horn, I levitated two mugs out of the cabinets. Leaving one upside down on the counter for Keria, I proceeded to fill mine up. Personally, I was never really a fan of black coffee. Too strong for my taste. So I made it one-third milk and a spoonful of sugar. When I was done, I levitated the caffeinated beverage with me to the table.

I sipped about one-third of my coffee when Keria entered the Kitchen. Looking at her, I noticed her shiver for a moment from what little water the towel couldn’t absorb. Lighting up my horn, I cast the heating spell on Keria. After a few seconds, she was dry and warm again.

“Mmm ...thanks Hubbie,” she told me before heading over to the coffee machine. She didn’t add anything to her beverage. She’s a tough girl, despite her soft personality. When she took a seat, I cleared my throat.

“No problem,” I told her. “Also, please don’t call me that in public,” I requested. She let out a playful whine.

“Why not?” she asked, taking a sip of her coffee.

“You’ll probably kill me with the embarrassment,” I pointed out. At this point, my coffee was cooled down, so I downed the remainder of it. “Anyway, have any plans today?”

“Actually, Rarity asked me to go over to her Boutique to help her with something and Twilight wanted me to hang out with her later,” she answered.

“Well, if you are doing that, then I predict that your day is going to be pretty busy,” I pointed out.

“Seems so,” she agreed, already finishing her coffee. I levitated our mugs into the sink and started washing them from a distance. The Idea of hooves free cleaning almost made me chuckle.

Then, I felt something nudge against one of my hooves. Looking down, I saw the Timber Wolf pup beneath me. “Good morning….” I began but realized that I haven’t thought of what to call him yet. “Kera, what do you think we should call him?” I asked, not looking away as I levitated him onto my lap. Keria hummed in thought.

“I’m not sure, but I think it should be something short,” she answered.

“How about Splinter?” I asked. The pup let out a whine. “I know. I know. I was only joking,” I teased him. It was nice to know that he could understand m though. “Okay, how about Fang?” I proposed. He wagged his tail quite excessively. “Alright, Fang it is.”

“Yeah, I like it,” Keria agreed. “Oh, by the way, what do you plan to do today?”

“I’m not sure,” I answered. “I guess I’ll head over to Twilight’s and see how she’s been. I should be done their before you’re done with Rarity. So I guess I might take a stroll through town or something afterword,” I added, still unsure. Keri glanced out the wall to check the sun.

“I best get going. The boutique should be opening soon,” she pointed out. I nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, I should get going too,” I added. We excuse ourselves and started on our way.

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I walked up to Twilight’s door and knocked a few times. As I waited, I felt Fang rub up against one of my hooves. I thought that if I were to be able to bring him into town, the townsfolk would have to get used to seeing him while he’s still young. Don’t want them freaking out seeing a full-grown Timber Wolf.

When Spike opened the door, Fang must have gotten excited because he pounced on him. With Spike’s arms pinned, Fang started licking his cheeks as any other puppy would. I let out a few giggles.

“Come on, get him to stop,” Spike begged.

“Alright, come on Fang, that’s enough,” I called. He got off Spike and nudged Spike’s head with his muzzle a few times as I approached. Spike managed to get back onto his feet.

“Playful one ain’t he?” he asked, letting us in.

“Well, I’d say it’s more like he’s more affectionate than playful,” I answered.

“Anyway, I’m sure you’re here to see Twilight,” he guessed. I nodded. “I’ll go get her. Make yourself at home,” he added as he left to go upstairs.

Fang followed me as I made my way to the couch. We both took a seat to wait. Looking down on the table, I noticed a book. I levitated it over to see what it was. Looking it over, I found that it was a spell tome for electricity. It looked like a newer version of the one I saw at the library in Canterlot Castle.

“Maybe I should check this out,” I muttered, putting the book back down.

“Good morning Spirit,” I heard Twilight greet as she came from behind the couch.

“Good morning Twilight,” I greeted back. “I thought I would see how things were going. I never got to say this but I’m impressed you got the library back to how it was after Discord brought the roof down,” I admitted. She let out a giggle.

“Well, it wasn’t easy,” she told me, taking a seat on the couch. Fang yipped and jumped onto her lap. “This little guy is actually pretty cute,” she added as Fang rubbed against her stomach. “What’s his name?” she asked as she started to rub a hoof on Fang’s back.

“He seems to like Fang,” I answered. Fang let out another yip in what I assumed was in agreement.

“Fang? I like it,” she commented. Looking back up at me, she asked: “What are you planning to do today?”

“Honestly, I’m not sure,” I answered.

“Well, I’m pretty sure Pinkie would appreciate some help,” she told me. Though, I found it a little suspicious.

“Fuck it,” I thought. I wasn’t busy or anything. “I’ll bite,” I told her. “What does she need help with?” I asked.

“She didn’t say what specifically, she only said that it was business at the Silent Tavern,” she reported. I let out a heavy sigh.

“Alright, I’ll go see what’s up. Though I do have a favor to ask” I added. Twilight’s ears perked up. “I would appreciate it if I could borrow that spell tome sometime,” I requested, getting off the couch. Twilight grinned at me.

“Sure thing,” she replied. Fang hopped off her lap to join me.

“I’ll be sure to come by later to pick it up,” I added as Fang and I made for the exit.

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Welcome Party Inbound

As the Silent Tavern came into view, I noticed a few ponies making there way in. “Heh, must already be popular,” I thought. Wouldn’t surprise me though, seeing how good it is. I have yet to have tea that was better than what Silent can brew. With Fang in tow, I approached the tavern. However, I noticed that the lights were off.

“Strange,” I thought. “I could have sworn I just saw a few ponies enter.”

I decided to take a gamble. Going up to the door, I checked it. It was unlocked. “Well, business as usual I guess,” I muttered, going in. as I entered, I stepped on a tied string of sorts, setting off a GODDAMN CONFETTI CANNON! It took a great deal of effort to not incinerate the fucker. It scared the shit out of Fang too, which pissed me off. Before I could retaliate, however, I was ambushed by a blur of pure pink energy. “Of course,” I thought as she began to talk at those bizarre speeds again.

“Finally,” she began. “I finally get to throw you that welcome party that I’ve always wanted to have for ya. Whenever you were here you were too busy. Whenever you weren’t busy here, you had to leave. Then there was the incident with you and Dis-” she went on, but I had to stop her from saying that next bit. I put a hoof to her lips to silence her.

“Now Pinkie, I know you’re excited, but please don’t say that next part,” I requested. She looked at me with an understanding look in her eyes.

“Sure thing, Spirit,” she replied. Looking around, I saw quite a few faces. Yes, I knew Ponyville was a small town where everypony knew everypony else, but as Pinkie pointed out I’m usually busy.

I saw Twilight, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Keria, Silent Taste, Apple Jack, Fluttershy, Derpy, and a few others. Even ones that I didn’t know. Suddenly, I heard a beautiful symphony begin. Somehow managing to escape Pinkie, Fang and I went to meet the artist. Imagine my surprise when I found Octavia. She was playing with her eyes closed. Having not notice me yet, I took a seat at a close-by table to watch as she played her cello. The soft melody was almost indescribable. Its effect on my mind was the same as a mother singing to her newborn. Peaceful. I could listen to this for quite a while. However, her performance soon came to an end and I had almost shed a tear.

After she did a little bow and some of the ponies that were listening gave applause, she seemed to have noticed me. She came and joined me at the table.

“Afternoon, Spirit,” Octavia greeted.

“Afternoon, Octavia.” I greeted back. “What brings you-” I was asking, but I was interrupted by her startled gasp when Fang hopped onto the table. I levitated him off the table and onto my lap. “Calm down boy,” I told him. “Excited, aren’t ya?”

“W-what is that?” Octavia asked, stuttering.

“This? This is Fang. A young Timber Wolf.” I answered.

“Aren’t those supposed to be aggressive?” she asked, the worry in her voice barely hidden.

“Heh, normally. However, his situation isn’t normal,” I told her.

“I suppose not,” she commented. “Care to elaborate?”

“Um….sure. One day I decided to take a walk in the Ever Free Forest. I found this little one on the side of the path injured and abandoned. I healed his paw to increase his chances of survival, essentially saving his life. He’s been attached to me ever since,” I explained. She seemed to see where it was going and calmed down.

“So, basically, he’s your pet now?” she asked. I nodded. Her eyes grew in amazement. “Fascinating. The first pony to tame a Timber Wolf. I knew you were a strange one, but not this strange.”

“So, as I was asking earlier, what brings you down to Ponyville?” I asked, ignoring her comment of me being strange.

“Oh, right. I just moved here with my marefriend,” she answered.

“Marefriend?” I asked.

“What? Surprised? Or did you have your sights set on me?” she teased, giving me a wink.

“What? No. I’m already taken,” I answered. “I was just curious was all.”

Her ears perked when I said that. “Taken? Who are you with?” she asked. I had a theory that she was only trying to sound interested in an attempt to keep conversation. So I decided to play along.

“Yeah, weird story behind it but I got engaged with a griffin,” I answered, then I could tell that I had truly piqued her interest.

“Please, do tell,” she requested.

I was about to tell her when a hoof appeared from the side of my vision, placing a mug filled with an amber liquid on the table. Looking over, I saw Silent taste. With her was Rainbow Dash and Apple Jack.

“One Cider, as ordered,” said Silent Taste, removing her hoof from the mug.

“What?” I asked. “I didn’t-” I began to protest, but Apple Jack interjected.

“It’s on us sugarcube,” she pointed out.

“Yeah, we thought we would get ya something to drink seeing as it is your party and all,” Rainbow added.

“Well, thanks,” I replied, taking a sip. As soon as the cider hit my throat though, I put the mug down and started coughing.

“You okay?” I heard Apple Jack ask as I manage to end my little fit.

“Yeah, sorry,” I replied. “Never had alcohol before,” I admitted. I looked down at Fang and saw that he was getting anxious. “Silent, do you mind if I let Fang roam for a bit?”

Um, sure,” Silent answered hesitantly.

“Thanks,” I told her. Looking down, I told Fang “go ahead, just don’t go outside” and with a yip in response, he hopped off my lap and began to explore. Taking another sip, I force the substance down. Silent left to tend to the tavern while Applejack and Rainbow pulled up seats. “So, where was I?”

“You were about to tell how you ended up with a griffin,” Octavia reminded me.

“Right. So this was while I was still a butler for Celestia,” I began. “She brought me with her to the Griffinstone Empire and let me tell ya, that place ain’t no walk in the park.”

“Literally or metaphorically?” asked Applejack.

“Both,” I answered. “The place is built on a mountain of rock. Also, anywhere you go you had to stay on your guard. Never know when you could get mugged. Seeing that griffins eat meat, there isn't much that a pony could eat,” as I said that last part, their faces looked a little green. “Sorry about that,” I apologized, forcing another gulp down.

“You’re forgiven,” Octavia replied.

“Sounds rough,” commented Applejack.

“With Princess Celestia with you, I bet they wouldn’t dare touch you,” boasted Rainbow.

“Actually, I forgot to tell you but when Celestia and I got to the city entrance, we parted ways,” I informed them.

“What? Why?” Rainbow asked. Forcing more of the beverage down, I answered.

“Well, apparently she didn’t really need me. She told me that she only brought me because she thought that I might enjoy myself,” I explained. “Besides, I’m able to defend myself.”

“Really? How?” asked Applejack.

“Well, I’ve learned plenty of offensive spells from sources that usually only the elite royal guard can access. I was also armed like crazy with twin swords and lots of daggers,” I told her.

“Damn, what kind of training did you go through?” Rainbow asked.

“Well, the magic was self-taught. Though that placed me in a short coma. Shining Armor taught me how to fight with weapons,” I explained. “Basically, nothing I want to repeat.”

“Sheesh,” added Applejack. I forced another gulp.

“Yeah. Anyway, as I was exploring I was dumb enough to turn in the alleyway. I heard something following. I didn’t want to chance it, so I drew a few daggers out and dashed at them. I’m just glad I stopped before I cut her,” I continued.

“Why? Who was it?” asked Rainbow.

“See, that’s the bad thing. It was Celestia herself who snuck up on me,” I answered. All three of them gasped. “I guess she had quite some faith in me if she did it so carelessly. In one of the most dangerous areas of the city no less.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Rainbow kept questioning.

“I mean she knew what she was doing and she knew exactly how I was going to react,” I told her. “I hate it when she does that to me.”

“What happened next?” Octavia asked. I let out a heavy sigh.

“After that, she told me that the King had summoned me. So she took me to meet him. However, there was something important she forgot to tell ME!” I grunted, slamming a hoof on the table.

“Well, don’t stop,” Applejack told me.

“Well, there’s this tradition in the royal family there. When the king finds a suitor for their offspring that they find to their liking, he offers his offspring's hand in marriage,” I explained.

“What’s the catch?” asked Octavia, sounding a little more impatient.

“If the suitor declines the offer, they get executed on the spot,” I answered.

“Surely Princess Celestia would have protected you if you said no,” Rainbow commented.

“It’s not that simple,” I countered. “A wise leader does what’s best for their kingdom. That includes avoiding war. If she saved me from execution, that would have been taken as a declaration of war. So I did the only sensible thing I could even if I wasn’t ready for it. I accepted.”

“Well, it couldn’t be all that bad,” Octavia added.

“You’re right, it’s not. Keria is a sweet and gentle girl,” I told them.

“Sugar,” Applejack spoke up, sounding concerned. “I couldn’t help but notice that you said you weren’t ready. Ready for what?” I let out another sigh.

“I wasn’t ready for a relationship. To be honest, I’m still not. I’m just grateful that Keria understands that,” I answered. “Anyway, that’s enough of that. Thanks for the Cider, but I think I won’t be drinking it again anytime soon,” I added, getting up from the table.

“Oh, are you leaving?” Octavia asked.

“Yeah, I’ve got things to do,” I answered, leaving the table.

Finding Fang was easier than I thought it would be. All I had to do was look for the yellow pegusus that was all over him. I had to practically sneak out the front door to avoid Pinkie Pie.

Author's Note

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Infinite

The sun was setting, only to be half-seen over the horizon. Fang and I approached the door of the Golden Oaks Library. I knocked a few times and waited. Fortunately for me, Spike was still home.

“Oh, hello, Spirit,” he greeted. “Why aren’t you at the party?” Spike asked, stepping off to the side to let us in.

“I couldn’t stay for long. I’m not used to all the attention. It’s not really my thing,” I explained as I shut the door behind me. “Anyway, I just came to get the electricity spell tome.” Looking around, I found that it was still on the table. Untouched since I was last here.

“Um, excuse me, there is something else here for you,” Spike informed me. Looking over at him, I saw that he was holding a scroll tied with a red ribbon, bearing the royal seal.

“Well shit,” I muttered, levitating it over to me and unrolling it. “Let’s see what it is this time.”

Dear Prince Spirit,

Yes, I did call you just prince to tease you. Now, I’ll get straight to the point. I need you to come back to Canterlot. Luna’s request really, but while you are here, there is an important lesson that I forgot to teach you before you left. Please arrive within the next day or two.

Sincerely,

Princess Celestia.

“What a troll,” I giggled.

“What?” asked Spike, looking puzzled

“Oh, nothing. She just teased me at the start of the letter is all,” I answered, incinerating the letter with a purple flame so that not even ashes would remain. Though, it does make me wonder what Tia and Lulu would want. “Spike, could you send a reply for me saying that I’ll take the train first thing tomorrow?”

“Sure thing,” he responded.

“Thanks. Fang and I will leave now,” I told him as we made for the exit, taking the spell tome with me.

Fang followed behind as I practically toppled through the front door. I levitated the spell tome onto the coffee table in the living room.

“I don’t know about you, Fang, but I’m tired,” I told him.

Fang let out a yawn in response.

“Yeah, I thought as much, but first I need to think about whether or not to take you with me to Canterlot tomorrow. Maybe I’ll have Keria-” I was interrupted by the door opening. Looking over, I saw Keria walk in.

“Perfect timing,” I thought.

“Hubbie,” she addressed, making me blush a little. “Why did you leave the party early?”

“Sorry, I had things to do,” I told her. “Speaking of which, I’m sorry to tell you that I have to leave for Canterlot in the morning.”

“Why is that?” Keria asked, sounding curious but a bit sad at the same time.

“I don’t know,” I answered. To sum up the letter I received, both Celestia and Luna have requested an audience with me.”

“May I see it?” Keria requested.

I slowly shook my head. “Sorry, but because Celestia decided to tease me by addressing me as a prince, I had to burn it,” I explained, making Keria giggle at my answer.

“That does sound like something she would do,” she commented.

“You are not wrong there,” I told her. “Can you do me a favor in the morning?”

“Sure,” she answered enthusiastically. “What is it?”

“Can you take Fang and see if Fluttershy will look after him?” I requested.

“Sure thing, Hubbie,” she answered, almost making me flustered.

“Thanks. I’m going to bed now,” I told her. “I need to wake up early if I want to catch the train,” I yawned.

“Okay, I’ll be up there shortly,” she told me softly before I started ascending the stairs.

When I went in. I went straight for the bed. Taking advantage of Keria not being there yet, I dispelled the illusion over my wings to do a full-body stretch. Every joint that popped was like a detonation of relief. When I was done, I was so tired that I passed out in as soon as I was under the covers.

I found myself walking through a series of ruins and debris. In hopes to learn where I was, I pressed on further into its depths.

As I ventured deeper, I discovered a myriad of corpses. However, it was the condition of the bodies that troubled me. Many of the corpses I came across were horribly mangled and dismembered. Others had been battered so severely that their broken bones had ripped through the skin and left exposed. Possibly the most horrific were the bodies that had been skinned. Deep and jagged cuts signified that they must have been alive during most of it.

This had me come to the conclusion that this wasn’t the aftermath of a battle, but a sadistic slaughter.

What was most crushing was that I recognized some of the corpses.

Applejack, who will never kick another tree. Rarity, who will never levitate another sewing needle. Pinkie Pie, who will never throw another party. Fluttershy, who will never help another animal. Rainbow Dash, who will never flap her wings again. Twilight Sparkle, who will never read another book. Silent Taste, who definitely won’t be serving my usual tea anytime soon. Keria, who was ever so sweet. All of them, butchered.

Of course, I knew it was a dream. I knew it was a dream when I caught sight of myself. Not my reflection or myself in the third person. I knew it wasn't really me, but it was something that looked like me.

I found it standing on a pile of bloody rubble. I approached it from behind, but despite how cautious I was, it still noticed me.

It turned around and gave me a hellish grin, the likes you would see on the devil himself. “Well, hello. How do you like my playground?” it asked me, gesturing a hoof around the carnage surrounding us.

My mind went escape how horrid it was, but I didn’t want to make an enemy any sooner than I had too.

“I’d say you did a thorough job with the place,” I answered. “From the looks of it, they didn’t even stand a chance.”

“Thanks for noticing,” it chuckled with all the candor of a lunatic before snapping upright to a prim and proper posture. “Oh, where are my manners? Please forgive me, I wanted to reintroduce myself now that we are face to face.”

“Reintroduce?” I thought.

Taking another look at him, I did see some differences in our appearances. The tips in his hair hung in the air as if to defy gravity. His eyes shined with a brilliant gold that seemed to glow from depths not possible. Lastly, the cutie-mark he bore was exactly like mine, except for his burned with the same infernal gold of his eyes as well.

“My name is Infinite,” he told me. “I am the being you created when you gave your heart to the darkness.”

“Heh, talking about facing your demons,” I commented, taking the chance to be a smartass.

Infinite shook his head. “No. it’s not like facing your demons but rather facing yourself,” he corrected me.

“Seems this guy doesn’t appreciate my humor,” I thought.

“That is why I can’t dismiss you from this dream,” I heard somepony say.

From behind me appeared Luna. “Because it is as much your dream as it is his.”

“I’m glad someone understands how this works,” Infinite stated. “Though, I do believe you know that Spirit and I are more intimately connected than that.”

“Your assumption is correct,” Luna replied. “I’m curious as to why you haven’t been attempting to take back control.”

“Ah yes, now there’s a good question. I’ll just say that I agreed with an acquaintance that his life might have enough hell on its way as is,” Infinite answered. “Maybe more than he can handle himself.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” asked Luna.

“I guess you’ll have to wait and see for yourself,” Infinite stated, fading away.

“Sorry for interrupting your dream,” Luna said, turning to face me. “But it seemed like the best opportunity to see how bad the darkness in your heart really manifested since….” she trailed off.

“Since what?” I asked, cranking my neck to look her in the eye.

“Well, Twilight and her friends had a nightmare of you after seeing what you became on the afternoon you fought Discord,” Luna explained.

“That would explain why they used to be on edge whenever they were around me,” I thought.

“Sorry, I must leave you now. We will see you in Canterlot,” she added before she left the dream.

Unfortunately, that’s when things went to hell.

The sky went black with the darkest of storm clouds. The rain that accompanied them consisted of blood. The blinding bolt of lightning that struck me sent searing pain through my body as I began to melt and scream.

I woke up with Keria on me. Her claws holding onto my shoulders as she shook me.

“Wake up Hubbie, plea-” Keria was yelling, but she froze as soon as we made eye contact.

Looking at her face, I saw that she was in tears with worry and concern. Before I could do anything, however, she snapped back to reality.

“Hubbie!” she cried as she took me into desperate embraced.

“Um, did something happen?” I asked.

I felt her nod her head on my shoulder.

“You started screaming in your sleep suddenly, and your body looked like it was in pain,” she explained, removing her head from my shoulder and placing her face in the tuft of fur on my chest. “I was so worried, so I started trying to shake you awake. Hoping-”

“Shh,” I interrupted, placing a hoof on her head. “I’m alright, it was just a dream,” I told her.

She released a few more sobs before speaking again.“Those must have been some pretty intense night terrors. Please, tell me what they are,” she requested, her face still buried in my chest.

Sadly though, I shook my head. “Sometimes it’s better to remain unaware,” I told her. “For now, we need to get back to sleep.”

We laid there for some time. For how long, I wasn’t sure, but then I realized that she never responded. No demands for answers or calls for worry. Concerned, I lifted her head so I could see her face.

She was passed out.

“Must have cried herself back to sleep,” I thought, slowly putting her head back on my chest. I wrapped my forehooves around her and tried to go back to sleep.

Before sleep could take me, holding Keria cast a new bevel of thoughts to wage against. Mostly it was a reflection of dedication to me. I had been distant to her. Okay, I’m pretty much distant with everyone, save a trusted few. But now with Keria… I realized things should be different. Different how? I didn’t know. All I know is I don’t want her to be frightened for me, certainly not frightened because of me.

Looking down again, I pulled her in a little tighter, hoping to feel what should have changed. Nothing came to me but sleep.

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Answering My Summons

There I was, waiting at the train station. It was a beautiful day outside. Birds were singing, and flowers were blooming. On days like these, most would take their time to take everything in.

Sadly, I wasn't. My thoughts were stuck on the dream from last night. I was still contemplating the consequences of my actions. The price I paid for survival and the abomination that came into creation as a result.

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the train's breaks as it came to a stop in the station. Getting off the bench, I levitated my spell tome and ticket with me as I approached.

When the conductor stepped out, I gave him my ticket. Nodding his head at me, I boarded the train. When I was out of view, I teleported into the royal train car.

"Welcome, Spirit," I heard somepony greet as I finished materializing. Looking over to the table in the middle of the room, I saw Luna occupying the seat on the opposite side of my own.

"Either you like to make an entrance, or you really do go out of your way to give no suspicion of your status as an alicorn," Luna added, giving me a kind smile which I returned.

“I thought you would be trying to get some sleep right now," I told her, taking a seat and placing the book on the table.

"Usually, I would be, but I wanted to talk to you before Tia gives you her lesson," Luna said, winking at me when she said 'lesson.'

"What lesson would that be?" I asked.

"I'm sorry, but I was told not to tell you," she answered.

If I didn't know any better, I would have thought she was poking fun at me. Lighting up my horn, I levitated some tea out of the minifridge over to the table. Cold tea isn't that good in my opinion, but it'll suffice.

"Thank you," Luna said.

"No problem. So what did you want to talk about?" I asked, hoping for the love of God it wasn't about the night before or anything associated with it.

"I wanted to talk about Infinite," she replied.

"Shit!" I thought.

"I used to think that you might still have hope avoiding something like him happening," she told me. "But now that I know that you already have Infinite inside you, I'm not so sure."

"Could you please elaborate?" I requested. She shook her head rather hesitantly.

"On second thought, it's fine. I can tell that you bare no ill intents. So I'm sure you're fine,” She said, trying to reassure me.

"Whatever you say," I responded, deciding not to press for more.

"Also, I'm hoping you have found out anything that could be used as a lead on the missing pony cases," she added. Slowly, I shook my head.

"Sorry, Luna, I haven't seen anything strange," I reported. "I haven't noticed any magical abnormalities either."

"That's...very unfortunate. Thanks for letting me know anyway," she muttered, obviously upset by the news.

"Hey, cheer up," I told her. "I said I haven't noticed anything. You know what that means?" Luna shook her head.

"Please, do enlighten me," she requested.

"Gladly. It means that no pony else has disappeared," I informed her with high hopes. To my luck, it worked.

"That is good news," she agreed with a smile. "However, that could mean a few things. Whoever it was had probably given up. They could also already be done. However, that's not even the worst possibility that I fear."

"What is?" I asked nervously.

"They could just be biding their time," she answered.

"Fucking hell!" I thought. I noticed Luna eyeing the spell tome I brought.

"Isn't that the spell tome of electricity from the royal library?" Luna asked.

"Yeah. I borrowed it from Twilight," I replied.

"Are you returning it?" she asked.

"Actually, I was expecting to be alone while on the train. So I was planning to study this here, but it seems it will have to wait," I explained.

"Why wait? I can help teach you," she offered.

That's what we did for the remainder of the ride. Luna surrounded us in a protective field to contain any fuck-ups that might happen. After all, playing with electricity is dangerous. We were done practicing by the time we heard the train's breaks attempted to kill my hearing once more. From the looks of it, Luna was well used to it.

"Your ability to learn new magic so quickly is quite impressive," Luna complimented. "I haven't met many who can learn a new type of magic as fast as you seem to be able to. Rather consistently, might I add.”

"Thank you, Lulu," I returned in kind.

"Could you close your eyes for a minute?" Luna requested.

The sudden request caught me off guard, but I greatly trusted Luna and compiled. I heard her use her magic for a moment before she spoke again.

"You may look now." Her voice called out to me.

When I opened my eyes, I saw she was levitating some rather stylish custom made saddlebags. The straps were black, and the material of the bags were the color of gold. The snaps that closed the bags were made in the shape of a shield bearing the image of my cutie-mark, only they were a light blue color. Overall, they looked expensive as hell.

"I had these made just for you," she informed me.

After she strapped it onto me, I noticed they felt a little heavy for saddlebags.

"I also put a few spell tomes in there for you," she added as she levitated the electricity spell tome in one of the bags for me.

I turned and tried to better adjust the satchel.The straps for the bags felt weird on my wings. Something I’d have to get used to.

Pleased with how her gift was fitting me, Luna was ready to depart. "For now, let us proceed to the castle," She insisted.

"Alright, I'll meet ya outside," I told her before teleporting myself out of the train.

After materializing, I heard a familiar voice.

"Spirit," I heard some pony call.

Turning to face the street, I saw Shining Armor making his way over.

"Man Spirit, long time no see," Shining greeted as he came to a stop. "Nice Saddlebags," he complimented.

"Thanks, Luna just gave them to me," I told him.

"Luna?" he asked.

"Yeah," I told him. "She should be off the train any moment-"

"How are you faring, Shining?" I heard Luna ask as she approached from behind me.

Shining instinctively straightened his posture and saluted."I'm doing fine Princess," he answered.

I let out a small chuckle."No need to be so formal," I told him.

"Yeah, you're right," he agreed, rather bashfully.

"May I ask what business you have here?" Luna requested.

"Celestia sent me to escort Spirit to the castle," he deadpanned.

"Well, if that's all, then let's get a move on," I told him.

"Yes, Sir," he responded before taking the lead.

When we reached the castle, Shining took us straight to the throne room entrance. That's when it was apparent that Luna wanted to alter the plan a little

"You two wait out here. I have to make a request to Celestia in private first," Luna instructed before entering the throne room, closing the doors behind her.

"So, any idea what Luna's up to?" Shining asked, sounding doubtful.

I shook my head in response. "I thought as much."

So we stood there waiting. The only noises to be heard being the indecipherable muffled voices from the other side of the door. Shining and I were highly tempted to spar to pass the time, but we both knew better.

It felt like at least thirty minutes had passed before Luna came back out.

"Well, how'd it go?" I asked her.

Luna looked at me with an unusual expression."It went exceptionally," she answered. "I'll see you again soon," she added.

I wasn't too sure, but for a moment I thought I saw her blush. I just shrugged it off as she left, thinking nothing of it. Shining gave me a suspicious look.

"What was that about?" he asked.

"Honestly, I don't know, but I'm sure that I'm bound to find out," I answered before heading in.

"Okay, see you later," Shining added before closing the doors behind me.

Entering the throne room, I noticed that there wasn't a single guard around. I don't know why, but I took comfort in that. After a few moments, I stopped just a couple yards in front of Celestia.

"Good morning, Tia," I greeted, her smile going softer.

"Good morning, Spirit," Celestia replied, returning the greeting. "I hope your trip wasn't too boring," she added as she stepped off her throne and approached me.

"Boring or not, I did say that I would visit again. Did I not?" I asked.

Instead of answering, she just hugged me with a wing. "It is good to see you again, my little prince," she teased before releasing me from her wing.

"Tia, you know how I feel about being addressed as prince," I reminded her. "I don't want others finding out."

"Speaking of others," she sighed. "I wanted to address your… social status in Ponyville, as it were. I'm concerned about how anti-social you've been."

"Tia, trust me. I'm fine," I told her.

She dropped the fake smile she forced, her face now showing a mix of sadness and concern.

"Spirit, I'm not an idiot," she began. "When Discord showed up at Ponyville, I knew Twilight and her friends weren't ready yet. What I didn't know was the reason Discord didn't stick around for any longer than an hour. Shortly after, I found that residents of Ponyville had already evacuated.”

Her expression shifted slightly, as if she was studying me. “So, after reading some of the reports, I discovered that you were the one that issued the evacuation. Though, at the same time, I had also found that you were the only one that was still missing, even after Twilight's late arrival. Of course, I couldn't afford to waste any more time, so when Twilight and her friends were ready, I sent them to capture Discord. Regretfully, I just wish I could have sent them sooner."

"Why is that?" I asked, feeling like I had just asked something stupid.

"Because not only of how horrified the girls looked upon their return, but the condition you were in when they brought you," she answered. "Eventually, I got Twilight to give me what little information she had. Said information being the note you left her before you went after Discord," she continued.

"Fuck me," I thought.

"I'll be honest, I was surprised that you knew of Discord's return. However, what I still don't know is why you still went to confront him alone. Even when you knew your chances were slim.” She narrowed her eyes, looking down at me with a look of disappointment or regret from her own inaction. “Was it Loyalty? Stupidity? A sense of what was right?" she asked.

I was going to answer her, but she continued. "That's only for you to know, I guess."

In some way it felt relieved that she had decided to be so dismissive with expecting an actual answer from me. Yet, there was something else that didn’t give me comfort from knowing we both knew I wouldn’t have given one. Perhaps it would be best not to make note of it and simply move on.

"Then why do you mention this only now?" I asked.

"To prove my point. I understand why you thought you needed to keep a distance from others," she answered. "Though I want you to know that you don't have anything to worry about now. So please, make some friends. It'll help."

"Fucking hell," I said in defeat. "After all you've done for me, you know I can't say no to you, So I'll try."

"That's all I ask," she said, letting out a giggle. "Oh, and before I forget, Luna asked me to let her teach you the lesson I had planned for you."

"So that's what she was doing," I thought.

"She said you can visit her for it after she raises the moon," she added. "I would recommend you get some rest before then. You can use your old quarters if you please."

"Sure thing. See you again sometime," I replied before leaving to get some rest. Though, I couldn't help but wonder what kind of lesson was in store for me.

Author's Note

Here we are again with another chapter. To be honest, a few months ago I didn't think I would go this far with the story but I did. Again, Thank you EmptyPlotFiller for editing the chapter. Also, I am working on a few pieces of art if anyone is looking forward to that.

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Lulu's Confession & Lesson

As I made my way to Luna’s tower, I couldn’t stop wondering what my lesson was going to be or why it would be done in the middle of the night. When I reached the top of the tower’s stairs, I noticed there wasn’t the usual pair of guards stationed at Luna’s door. It didn’t really bother me. I couldn’t think of anything I would need them for.

I stopped in front of Luna’s door and knocked a few times. It didn’t take long to hear Luna’s voice calling “come in” from the other side. Letting myself in, I found her sitting on her balcony. I also noticed that she wasn’t wearing any of her royal regela.

“Good evening, Lulu,” I greeted.

“Good evening, Spirit,” Luna greeted back. “Please, come join me.”

Hesitantly, I obeyed. After joining her, we both sat admiring the starry night. It was a full moon tonight and it was gorgeous. The air was also a cool and gentle breeze. If I were the judge, I’d say she outdid herself this time.

“It’s so pretty, Lulu, I told her, staring at the night sky a few moments longer before looking back at her. When I did, I saw her happier than I have ever seen her.

“Thank you, Spirit,” she replied, blushing. “I love it when somepony enjoys my night sky.”

“I can’t think of anypony who wouldn’t like it tonight. You went all out,” I complemented.

“You’re right, I did,” she confirmed. “I wanted you to easily feel relaxed for your lesson tonight,” She informed me. “Before we begin, however, there is something I feel I must tell you.”

“Oh, what’s that?” I asked, my ears perked.

“I’m concerned about your current circumstances with whom you are betrothed,” She bluntly stated. “As lovely as a future wife appears to be, I found it rather disheartening to discover that we did not have the time to better prepare you for such emotionally tasking endeavors.”

My ears folded back a knot in my stomach started to wrench itself at the thought of how little faith Luna appeared to have in me. Not that I blamed her, being how I felt as if I was walking blindly through this whole experience. The more those words ran through my mind, the more I could feel the anger inside starting to burn in my chest. Princess or not, who was she to critique a love life I was forced into.

I was about to share such thoughts of content when I noticed how she stood next to me. Her expression held no appearance of disappointment or anger. She was calm, yet slouching in such a way that it looked as if she could crumble if a strong wind were to press against her. Even more disarming was the soft smile that contradicted her sad eyes.

“Twas our intent to claim, thee,” She clumsily spoke to me, slipping back into her old Ponish dialect. “Tis rare to find one not so hardened by the perils of being alone and isolated, feeling as if one did not belong in the world they were so easily welcomed to. One who can appreciate the fine beauties of the night and move past the darkness that tempts a lonely heart.”

The anger was gone, but the knots in my stomach only tightened. How had this happened? Why had this happened?

Luna corrected her posture and stood tall and regal as one would expect a Princess to be and turned her proud and hopeful eyes to me. She cleared her throat. “Spirit. The ways of old in courting a stallion, even one such as noble as yourself, do not match the customs of this new age. And I find myself just as unfamiliar with them as I imagine you find yourself with Kiera. So I would prefer to be blunt and avoid the toils of flirts and charming thee into a proposition of courtship. I will simply make my intent clear leave my motives open for you to see.”

I took a step back as she approached me, my senses on high alert as I again found myself blindside with uninvited courting of royalty.

“I wish for you to have me as you have taken to Kiera,” Luna stated firmly. “After speaking with her while waiting for your home to be completed, I felt compelled to… help foster and support the promising future you two were set to share, I suppose would be the best way to put it. But if you to start a herd proper, to start a family of your own. I wish only to be a part of it.”

“Luna… I…”

I wanted to run. Teleport away and pretend that this wasn’t happening.

Luna could see the hesitation in my eyes, in my everything, and spoke again to further persuade me. “I have not formally requested the privilege of having your hoof to hold, nor to be part of your herd, were to have one. But I have discussed the matter with Kiera at length, and she has been very open to embracing our traditions. However, I believe she discovered my desire to be with you in the process. And over the many conversations, her hints were subtle at first, but unmistakable before departing. Without so many words as such, I can safely say that she would be happy to have another with you that you know and trust. She wishes only to see you happy, as do I.”

I should be saying something, but so much was being rapidly exposed to me that I could not process it all. My mind had become so frazzled that I wouldn’t have been able to teleport away if I wanted to. I couldn’t focus on anything except for what she was saying.

“I don’t… know what it’s like to have a family,” I shamefully admitted, lofting the words out like a broken record. “I don’t even know what I’m doing with Kiera. I only know that I’m doing something wrong. I don’t understand what’s expected of me as a husband, or a prince, or any of this. I can’t even… - “ The knot in my stomach clenched so hard it hurt and made me feel sick “ - I don’t even feel it.”

I remember from long ago, from a world I can’t remember there was a debate on whether life was a tragedy or a comedy. Why drama and horror was never an option, I couldn’t say. I would say my life was everything but a comedy. However, perhaps the comedy was that I was an outsider that became an alicorn, a prince by any definition, set to be wed to a loving and beautiful griffon, supported by friends I didn’t think I deserved, and now being propositioned by yet another Princess, and all I wanted to do was cry. I didn’t understand any of it, and part of me wanted none of it.

Actually, I was lying to myself. I was scared of it. Frightened to my very core that everything I was given had been undeserved and the thought of ruining it and hurting anyone in the process was worse than death.

I clenched my eyes shut and started to tremble, and before the sobs could escalate to anything more embarrassing, Luna’s forelegs were already pulling me close to her.

I should be used to this by now, but I wasn’t. Always at my weakest; Twili, Tia, Kiera, Luna, one of them there to hold me. Only now, I didn’t feel like I was breaking down. I was already broken. Too broken to cry anymore. I knew it, and perhaps she knew it, too.

“I know it can be difficult,” Luna spoke with a hushed voice as she comforted me. “Learning to connect with others. Building trust and letting yourself be vulnerable.”

For the time being, I allowed myself to surrender to the hold Luna had on me. Letting myself soften and relax under the strokes she rolled over my mane and down my back. It almost reminded me of how Celestia had held me so motherly, but different in the ways Kiera’s embrace would hold me.

“What if I can’t?” I finally asked her the same question I had been avoiding asking myself.

“My dear sweet Spirit,” Luna warmly cooed into my ear before pushing me back far enough to stare into my eyes.

I looked back into her eyes,the blues and lavenders painted together were as beautiful as the night sky Luna had crafted herself. And with those calming cool colors, I could see the warmth.

Luna’s expression softened to one I could only imagine was that of excitement and lust being held back with caution. “Whatever did you think tonight’s lesson was going to be?”

“I honestly had no-” My lips froze in place as Luna pressed hers to mine.

She had kissed me. She was still kissing me. I was kissing Luna!... Was I kissing back?

What am I doing? I should be running away and screaming for help… but I couldn’t. I had no reason to believe Luna would lie to me about Kiera being okay with this. For a moment, I questioned why Kiera hadn’t told me any of this or prepared me for Luna approaching me, but I knew why. It was because I would have avoided all of this. It took the threat of execution for me to even enter a relationship, and even then, I wanted to run. So, maybe this is what I needed, and that’s why I wasn’t resisting her advances.

Luna pulled away from the kiss. “This lesson might be a bit more intense than your previous training. If it becomes too much, we can stop - “ Her eyes flashed with a glimpse of repressed panic, but faded back to something more seductive and pleased as I voiced no protest and didn’t pull away - “Don’t be scared, Spirit. I’m going to show you what love is supposed to feel like.”

For a brief moment, my mind was gone. All the broken pieces that I had left unattended had become so shaken from Luna trying to pull them together that I was unable to process what was happening to me. When I came to, my back was pressed against the balcony railing, and Luna was holding me there. She was pushing up against me, our chest held so tightly together I could feel her coat against my skin. Her hooves were slowly sliding up and down my barrel, examining me, caressing me softly.

“Have you touched Kiera like this before?” She whispered in my ear.

I choked on my words. I couldn’t even mouth the word no. My struggles only ending when I found the resolve to shake my head, albeit pathetically slow.

“Has she ever held you like this?” She whispered again, running the softest pads under her hooves I had ever felt down my jawline.

“N-No,” I croaked. “Maybe a little?”

She moved her body closer to mine, our necks interlocking. We were so close that I could feel her heart beating as her blood pumped through her veins in her throat. Every heavy breath she drew forcing more of her weight against me had me fighting the fear of being crushed by her wrath if I disappointed her, only to have it replaced with a calming sensation of the safety she provided. Then she shifted again, leaning into me more and her right rear leg sliding up between mine.

I gasp a shallow breath as I was touched in a way I had never felt before. I had never known my inner thighs to be sensitive, but from the body of the Princess of the Night, I couldn’t process it. It made me feel physically weak, my limbs falling limp. I would have fallen to the floor had Luna not been holding me against the railing.

Her hooves were slowly exploring new territory, working down my sides and trailing over my exposed abdomen, curling over my thighs and feeling over my flanks. “Have you ever felt the pleasures a mare can give a stallion?”

“No,” My voice came out as a whisper.

“Would you want Kiera to touch you like this?”

I didn’t know how to answer her. The question almost felt like a trap. How could I say yes to desiring another while she was the one revealing to me what physical love could feel like? How could I say no and not imply that what she was doing wasn’t anything but mind-meltingly amazing?

My hesitation forced her hoof to coax the answer from me.

Her hoof ventured between us and between my legs and was sliding over my sheath. The contact and new sensation caused me to gasp, and my hips moved on their own, jutting forward against the contact.

“It’s okay to say yes,” She whispered so lovingly into my ear.

“Yeee-essss,” My answer came out low and drawn out, ending with a hiss.

“Do you want me to stop?” She asked me, knowing full goddamn well what I was going to say.

I raised my forelegs, slowly draping them over her back, and I laid my chin down over the back of her shoulder. “No,” I answered, too weak to resist.

I was too captivated by something that didn’t leave me feeling empty or ashamed for who I was or fucked up I was. I don’t know if what I was feeling was love. It didn’t take away all the pain and loneliness I had been bottling up, but it was too new for me to understand. All I knew was that it was better than any other feeling I had since waking up here. I didn’t mind being selfish for this.

She had me right where she wanted me… I wanted it. “Please… don’t stop.”

The underside of her hoof continued tempting me, sliding up and down against me. The treatment itself coaxing out my member, to which she teased even further. She gently trialed the hard polished portion of her hoof up the front of my growing shaft before using the soft pads underneath to stimulate the more sensitive tip.

The sudden surge of pleasure had my voice caught in my throat. I still couldn't believe what I was doing or how wonderful she could make me feel. Just taking in her scent only further encouraged my desires to let her take control. The soft aroma of lavender and jasmine embedded into her coat, softly mixing with what had to be her own arousal.

I started to feel like I should be contributing something to this exchange but didn't have the faintest of clues on what to do. Up until this point, all I was doing was slowly rocking my hips against her touch. I would every so often shift my grip around her, running my fetlocks down her back and over her flanks. Every time my fetlocks would carry over her backside, I was treated with a pleased hmm or a groan from Luna.

"Do you want to touch me?" Luna whispered.

"I am," I answered prematurely.

No sooner had the words left my mouth, I realized that wasn't at all what she meant. But now that the idea was there, yes, I did want to. If only I knew what I was doing.

"Sorry," I forced the word out, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. "I do."

Luna cuddled closer into my neck, cooing and humming ever so sweetly. "I want you to touch me, too."

Her body moved up higher on me, and I could feel the incredibly soft underside of her belly slid up against my length. My hips moved on their own again, making my entire shaft grid up between us.

"Let me make this easier for you," She hushed her voice as she pulled away.

My eyes followed her down, but I stayed leaning against the railing. I watched she back away and slowly, deliberately, turn for me. Halfway through her turn, she whipped her tail to the side just long enough for me to catch a glimpse of her marehood. No sooner than it had been revealed to me, she finished her turn with a coy grin and sauntered up to the raining next to me.

She rose up, placing her forelegs over the ledge of the railing and she smiled at me. I smiled back, it was weak, as I still very much out of my element and didn't know what I was supposed to be doing. That's when I felt Luna's feathers trailing up my leg. The contact was gently and meant more to tease than to please me, at least that's what I thought until she ran them up over my length.

It didn't take much contact to work me up, or perhaps that was simply something she knew how to do to me. She tormented me with a few more strokes before the tips of her feathers found their way to my forelegs, and she worked her grip around them. She gave me a subtle tug, guiding me over to her side and forcing my forelegs to lay on her haunches. It was a little awkward for a position to be put in, but I managed to not slide off.

Her tail raised and lifted to the side away from me. "Be gentle," She instructed softly. "Despite my confidence and what talent you may think I have, you would be my first. So I do not know the touch of a stallion any more than you knew what it would be like with me before tonight."

I imagine her words were meant to be encouraging, but they gave me the added pressure of not ruining her first time. Regardless, my curiosity of what a mare felt like was taking hold. I was feeling down her haunch with my left hoof, trying to move down her backside as she had moved up to explore my body. The closer I moved to her center, the hotter her body became.

Finally, the gentle texture of her coat changed to velvet and satin. The underside of her tail was impossibly smooth. Then the heat that came with it turned the feeling of velvet to satin coated with liquid silk. It was her arousal that left her burning and wet.

I started to run strokes up and down the length of her slit, taking in all of the sensations of what pleasuring her was doing and the excitement it gave me. Her breathing had quickened, and her quiet pants turned to hollow huffs. Every little sign of her enjoying herself, giving me little pulses of joy, knowing I wasn't screwing this up, and that she was able to feel the same pleasures that I was given.

I turned my head to seek confirmation from her, only to discover she had closed her eyes and was facing the open night's sky. Her mouth hung open slightly, letting the huffs of air drawn in and out. But it was the expression she had that told me what I needed to know.

Unaware of me watching her, Luna lowered head. "Take me."

"Take you?"

"I can't wait anymore," She rushed her words. "Please, I need you to rut me now."

I have to imagine she knew I was going to need help because I was suddenly enveloped in her aura and she moved me into position. With my forelegs locked in around her hips, she widened the gap between her legs and pushed the tip of my member against her sex. My eyes widened at this new experience. It felt like nothing I had ever felt before, yet I had to fight off my bodies instinctive nature to thrust forward.

"Slowly... please," Luna pleaded. "At least at first."

"As you wish," I nervously replied.

Then, as requested, I pushed myself in.

Any length of words would fail to describe this moment. She was tight as I forced my way deeper into her. There were even moments where her body would flex around me, bearing down so strong that it held me in place. Each time a gasp or a grunt alluded to intense moments of pain or pleasure from Luna. Not that I could tell the difference. The same could be said for me as well. Each contraction hit me with such intensity that the amount of pleasure might as well have been pain.

But between these contractions, pure bliss. The warmth was heavenly and only called to invite more of me inside her. Her inner walls were slick and more elegant than any linen I had ever felt. Words fall still fall short to explain something that stands so far out beyond what her body could be compared to. It simply is something all of its own.

Finally, what felt like minutes passing by, ended with me buried to the hilt. I lowered myself down and hugged her tightly from behind. And even if this was my first time, I knew enough of what would come next, and it couldn't have been far away.

"You're- " Luna spoke up before another contraction had her gasp " - amazing, Spirit... I've waited for so many moons for a stallion I could claim to have me like this. Now, please... keep going. Just do what feels natural. Your body knows what to do."

I relaxed my mind as best I could, trying not to overthink what I should do. In doing so, I discovered she was right when my hips eased away and started to withdraw my member. I quivered as I flesh of my cock pull along her inner walls. Her body flexed down on me again, and I felt my body tighten in response, thrusting my hips forward.

Luna pressed herself back against me, and our bodies clapped together. I felt something hotter running over me. It felt like a river of lava was building up inside of me and was streaming its way out. I wanted more.

I moved myself to repeat the motions. Drawing back and thrusting again as deep I could. Steadily, as Luna moved along with me, our pace quickened. I tightened my grip around her waist and pressed the side of my face against her back. This was the most animal I had ever been since losing the life as a human, and it was worth it.

Whatever grace or decorum, we may have started out, with was gone. Our groans and grunts that escaped our melding bodies was anything but regal or elegant. We were lost to each other, and the world around us didn't matter.

Luna's voice cried out as her body locked up, and she stood stiff. Even her vaginal walls clamped down on my again, flexing and down and stroking me. It was all too much, and something new took over.

I was huffing and groaning as my thrust was escalating into a frenzy of near violet levels of pounding my swelling member slamming against her insides. Then it came. This wonderful sensation that was washing over me and releasing deep inside Luna. As it pulsed and throbbed, the volcano inside me was erupting and flooding the Princess.

I want this feeling never to end, but it was already fading. My body wasn't moving anymore. I was stuck to Luna, desperately clinging onto her while her body was still gripping my slowly deflating member.

"Does opening up to love still seem so frightening?" Luna asked with a certain sweetness to her voice.

"I'm starting to see the benefits of opening up a little more," I jokingly answered.

"Well, then," Luna chuckled before craning her neck back to my muzzle she was raising with her wing. "I suppose that means that our lessons will have to continue until you are more thoroughly convinced."

A drunken smile appeared on my face. "I'd say I'm pretty well convinced," I joked with a goofy grin. "But don't let that stop you from trying to convince me more."

Luna closed the gap between us, kissing me deeply, then broke the kiss with an ever pleasing hum. "I'll consider you convinced when Kiera gives me her approval."

Author's Note

I would like to thank EmptyPlotFiller for helping me again. This time he did more than just edit. I'm not capable of writing clop so if you want to thank someone for this chapter, thank him.

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Surprise Wedding

Adrift in the vast space, my body slowly landed on the stained glass floor. Looking around, the place felt familiar. The picture the glass floor held had my head in the middle. The background was fairly simple. A tree next to a pond in the middle of a field of grass. However, two small details caught my attention. Those details being the two black circles in the picture. One had a crescent moon on it, and the other had pink claw marks.

“Welcome back, Spirit,” I heard someone greet. Looking up from the floor, I saw Harmony floating in front of me. How I missed a giant floating ball was beyond me.

“Hello, Harmony,” I greeted back. “Please don’t tell me I’m here for something bad.”

“Oh, heavens, no,” she giggled. “However, I do have to say that I’m a little surprised.”

“Really? How’s that?” I asked.

“I was expecting Luna to make a move on you much sooner,” she answered. Feeling my face heat up a little, I lost all thought for words as I became flustered. “From your reaction, I take it she did more than just confess.”

“Why do you bring this up?” I asked.

“Not much other than to check up on you and see the representation of your life coming together,” she explained.

“Huh?” I responded, unsure of what she meant by that second part.

“Look down,” she instructed.

When I did, I was in for a small surprise of my own. The circle with Luna’s cutie-mark had changed in appearance to some degree. The once white crescent moon was now full and the color of chrome. The black that filled what the moon itself didn’t now showed the deep starry space.

“Wow, now that’s something,” I commented, quite impressed and still unsure of how I didn’t notice.

“It sure is,” Harmony agreed. “And I expect more changes like this to come.”

“How’s that?” I asked. Harmony chuckled once more.

“You sure can be dense sometimes,” she commented. “But for now, I guess it’ll do. Now, it’s time for you to wake up.”

_______

I awoke in Luna’s bed right next to said princess. Still feeling a little flustered from my conversation with Harmony, I got out of bed while being careful not to accidentally bump Luna. Unsure of whether or not to leave yet, I noticed a note taped onto a door nearby. I made my way to it and read:

Spirit,

Last night with you was nothing short of wonderful, even if the events unfolding in less than traditional methods. Regardless, if I know you, you will be looking for a reason to depart unceremoniously after our time together last night. Please don’t feel as if you need to leave. I also highly recommend you take a shower, lest you intend to inform everypony you pass by. Tis noticeable, and would be undeniable.

If I’m not awake by the time you are done, then please wait.

Forever Grateful,

Luna

“Well then, how convenient,” I thought. Though, I quite agreed. I didn’t have to try hard to notice how I smelled like…’Luna?’

I didn’t give myself any more time to ponder how that worked. I opened the door only to find that it was a closet.

“What the-” I muttered, closing the door. Looking at the note over again, I found that there was a little more in that instruction that I overlooked.

P.S. Ask one of the night guards to escort you to the royal baths.They know better than to gossip like those of my sisters.

“Shit!” I thought to myself, thinking about how embarrassing it was going to be when they smelled me.

Leaving through the room’s entrance door, I saw a Lunar guard standing on the other side expectantly. I watched as her nostrils flared opened for a moment and felt embarrassment reclaimed me.

“Sir,” she began, saluting. “I was instructed to bring you to the royal baths.”

“Heh, I don’t even have to ask,” I thought.

“Please follow me,” she requested, taking the lead.

I followed her down the spiral staircase and through the maze of corridors. When we arrived, the guard took her post beside the door.

“I’ll stay out here. Head on in,” She insisted. I proceeded through the door without replying.

After closing the door behind me, I took a moment to observe the room. Except it didn’t exactly look like a room but more like a cave. Approaching a wall, I took a closer look. Apparently, it was just painted wallpaper made in a way to trick the eyes.

“Interesting,” I muttered.

Drip.

I felt a drop land on my horn, reminding me of the reason I came.

Turning my attention to the center of the room, I saw the huge bathtub. Well, less of a tub and more of a big, wide indent in the floor filled with steamy water.

Making my way over, I settled into the water. Sitting down, the water came up to my neck. The warmth attacking my body released the tension in my muscles, and the condensation cleared my nostrils. The relive caused me to release a soft sigh of bliss.

“Wait, Luna wouldn’t have written that note if she already had an escort on standby,” I thought, but my thoughts were brought to a halt by the sound of the door opening and froze. After hearing the sound of approaching hooves, I finally spoke.

“Who’s there?” I asked, not turning to check for myself.

“Guess,” I heard Celestia say as she entered the bath. Even with the heat of the steamy water, I could feel my cheeks flush at the thought of taking a bath with Celestia.

“Sorry,” I apologized, getting up. “I was just about to leave,” I added, trying to escape without being rude. Nope, she wasn’t going to have it.

“Please, stay a little longer,” she insisted. “I was hoping to visit with you for a bit.”

I don’t know why, but I sat back down, unable to say no to her. All I could do was hope that I didn’t have to stay for long or see anything I shouldn’t.

Celestia proceeded to take a seat next to me.“So, how was your ‘lesson’ last night?” she asked with a visible tinge of pink on her cheeks. Though, I couldn’t tell if that was because of embarrassment or because of the heat.

“I-I don’t know what to think,” I answered, stuttering.

Celestia giggled.

“Somehow, I knew you were going to say something like that,” she told me. “However, you weren’t the only one that learned something.”

“Hm, what do you mean by that?” I asked.

“What I mean is that I didn’t know how our dear Lulu viewed you until yesterday,” she explained. “To be honest, it was quite the surprise. In fact, I’m a little embarrassed to say that I hadn’t noticed it. But don’t worry, I mean a nice surprise that I can approve of.”

“T-thank you, I guess,” I replied, unsure of whether or not I was in the clear.

Celestia caught onto that too. “No need to be nervous. I trust that you won’t hurt her,” she encouraged.

“That’s another thing,” I told her. “I still don’t believe that I truly understand what love is. What I felt last night was - ” I had to stop to think on both what I had experienced, as well as who I was currently speaking to “ - too knew for me to properly understand.

Celestia raised a hoof out of the water and up to her chin. Letting out a soft hum, she continued to tap her chin. She continued like that for several minutes before she put her hoof back down.

“I believe I know somepony who can help,” she informed me. “In fact, she just arrived a few days ago. Which reminds me of something I forgot to tell you.”

“Oh, what’s that?” I asked, my curiosity piqued.

“Shining Armor wants you to attend his wedding,” she answered.

“Oh, he wants me to visit him at his wedding?” I asked. “That’s nic-” I froze as the realization of what was just said weighed down on me.

“Yes, that’s right,” Celestia continued. “Personally, I’m hoping to see you there myself as well.”

“Damn it. When is the wedding?” I asked.

“Later today,” she replied rather bluntly, causing me to go into shock for a moment.

“And you didn’t think to let me know before?” I snapped, causing Celestia to look guilty.

“Sorry, please forgive me. I was in a hurry. I’ve been trying to make sure the preparations were above standard,” she explained in an apologetic manner, unintentionally delivering a low blow to my heart.

I sighed. “It’s alright,” I told her, placing a hoof on hers. “Stress can get to everyone, especially one in your position.”

“I’m glad you understand,” she hummed, giving me a quick nuzzle just above my horn. I let out a small, high pitched giggle.

“So, I’m guessing I’m going to have to stick around a little longer, aren’t I?” I asked jokingly.

“Yes,” she confirmed. “Also, I would have expected Luna to have bee-” she began to say something, but stopped when we heard the door open and shut again.

“Sorry for being late,” I heard Luna say as she joined us. “I was on my way, but I happened to bump into Princess Cadence.”

My ears perked at the name ‘Princess.’ “Princess Cadence?” I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.

“That’s who Shining Armor is going to marry. She’s also the pony I believe can teach you,” Celestia answered. “She’s the princess of love.”

“Okay, I’m picking up what you’re putting down, but I only have one last question about her,” I informed Celestia.

“What is that?” she asked.

“Does she know about me or my alicorn transformation?” I asked, causing a little tension to form in the atmosphere.

“No. Shinning might have spoken of you to her, being your friend, but no one has said anything about your current form,” Luna explained, “Though we do agree that it wouldn’t hurt letting her know.”

“I’ll consider it,” I sighed, getting up. “But I do believe it’s time for me to get going.”

“Please, wait a moment,” Luna requested, getting up herself.

Then, she leaned over to me and gave me a quick soft kiss. After which left me blushing like crazy and Celestia laughing her ass off. You know what, though? I couldn’t be mad. She got me good with that, and I couldn’t argue. Instead, I said nothing as I got out of the bath and used a heat spell to dry off in an instant. I also renewed my illusion to hide my wings.

“See you later, Tia. Have nice dreams, Lulu,” I said before leaving.

Author's Note

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Unprepared

There I was, wandering the halls while looking like an idiot. Yeah, I know I should probably look for either Princess Cadence or Shining Armor, but it would have probably been wise of me to have asked Princess Celestia or Princess Luna of their whereabouts. I thought about checking the barracks since Shining’s the captain, but he’s about to get married, so he shouldn’t be working right now.

Then, an idea struck me, and luckily, a guard was nearby. After I approached him, he saluted me.

I still don’t like it when they do that to me, but I put up with it nonetheless.

“Excuse me, but could you by chance tell me where I might find Princess Cadence?” I asked him.

He lowered the hoof he used to salute me before speaking.

“She should be the guest room closest to Princess Celestia’s private chambers.” He answered in a stern, yet professional tone.

I nodded at him.

“Thanks.

Unfortunately, due to the guard’s training, he didn’t reply, which made things uncomfortable. These awkward silent moments always bother me, so I started on my way. However, from what the guard told me, I was pretty sure the room he spoke of is the one I used when I was Princess Celestia’s Buttler. So, as logic would dictate, that’s where I went.

Thankfully, I was already on that floor, so it only took me a few minutes to find my way. However, when I approached the door to the room, it didn’t feel right. Not in the sense like I shouldn’t be doing this, but more in the sense of something worse.

To make it even more uncomfortable, the aura the room was giving off felt familiar. It was tugging at my heart in ways that I only knew to describe as painful. However, I ignored it and knocked on the door.

The voice on the other side was a different story. It sounded soft and gentle, graceful even.

“Who is it?” The voice called.

Hopefully, my assumption of it belonging to this Princess Cadence was correct, and I answered.

“Spirit.”

“Spirit?” She replied with surprise in her voice. “Come on in.”

With the feeling the room was giving off conflicting with the sound of her voice, I wasn’t sure what to expect. Opening the door, I walked in to find a pink Alicorn lying on the bed. She had velvet eyes that contained the look of serenity. Her mane and tail were quite unique as well. They both were tri-colored. Dark purple, semi-dark pink, and cream. Her smile showed nothing but innocence.

“So why can’t I shake off this dark feeling?” I thought.

“So, you’re Spirit.” She commented, returning my full attention to her.

She got off the bed and walked over to me, every step taken with grace that both displayed an air of regal femininity, as well as some intimating display of power and control.

“Shining Armor has told me a few things about you. Some of them, pretty surprising, but not as surprising as what’s in front of me.” She added before she closed the door behind me with her magic.

At this point, she was standing right in front of me. She was only a little taller than me, but not as tall as Celestia or Luna. She was just as alluring as she was intimidating as she pressed further into the conversation.

“It’s hard to believe you did so much to Discord.”

“Oh, that. Yeah, I’d rather not think about that.” I told her, remembering my near-death experience.

“Why would you visit me then?” She asked, looking more curious.

I had to admit, she was kind of putting me on edge, which made my words sound just as nervous as I actually was.

“Well, after hearing that a good friend of mine is getting married, how could I refrain from seeing who he got together with?” I asked rhetorically, staying as close to the door as possible.

“Didn’t expect him to manage to get married to a Princess,” I added jokingly.

What was happening?I was ready to bolt. It felt like a voice was screaming at me to get away from her.

“You seem a little tense.” She noted. “Perhaps I could help you with that.”

Trying not to be too rude, I replied, albeit with an uneasy smile

“No, thanks. I need to do a few things. It was nice to meet you, though.”

I turned and quickly left the room, closing the door behind me to hurry back to my room.

The aura that room was giving off was starting to make me feel sick. Once back in my room, I laid on the bed. That feeling was making me feel physically ill too, so I decided to try to nap it off. I’d rather risk a night terror.

A few hours later, I woke up. I was feeling a little better at this point. Getting off the bed, I stretched my wings before hiding them. That’s when I noticed Shining Armor by my door. He didn’t look too well, despite his tuxedo. He seemed deprived of sleep and in desperate need of coffee.

“Evening Spirit.” He greeted, sounding groggy.

“Evening Shining. Say, you don’t look too good. Have you gotten much rest lately?” I asked as I approached him.

“Not really. I can’t afford to. I need to keep a barrier around Canterlot after there was a threat note received of a possible attack. I need to renew it pretty often.” He explained.

It was painful to see Shining like this. Not only was a good friend, he was tough, and a highly capable soldier. Seeing him this ragged was a great injustice.

“Ouch. Sorry to hear that. Though I must ask. Why are you in my room?”

“Oh, right. I had something important to ask you.” He answered. “Would you like to be my best stallion at the wedding?”

I was a little more than surprised, confused even. He had to have more friends that he could have asked to fill the role, yet he still came to me? However, there was something important still on the table before I could give my answer.

“Why don’t you ask Twilight to be your best mare?” I asked. “She’s your sister, after all.”

“Well, you see, she’s been acting weird around Cadence lately. I deemed it necessary for her not to.” He explained.

Judging from what he said, I’m guessing Twilight was currently in Canterlot. However, given the vibes I got from Cadance, I didn’t blame Twilight for that either. Regardless, I do know a chance when I see one.

“Sure, I guess. When’s the wedding again?” I asked.

“Tomorrow at noon.” He answered, sending me into a slight panic.

“Seriously? I don’t have a tuxedo yet. Do you mind if I show up without wearing anything fancy?”

“Sure.” He answered, putting me at ease. Now that I’m his best stallion, I can actually keep an eye on Cadence really closely during the wedding.

“Alright. Well, I should get a full rest so I’ll just go back to sleep. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight,” I replied before leaving. I went back into bed, feeling anxious. I had a bad feeling about this.

Author's Note

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Before The Eye Of The Storm

Dark. Darker. Even darker, yet... I found myself sitting in the void once more. The hopeless black abyss had found me once again.

Most would expect it to be cold, but to my surprise when I noticed there actually isn’t any temperature, it didn’t alarm me. Though, what I didn’t appreciate was how bored I got when nothing happened over the course of what must have been hours. Hours of just sitting there, alone with my thoughts.

Things got interesting when Infinite finally decided to make his appearance. A pool of blood appeared in front of me. It started as a small drop but in a matter of about ten seconds grew large enough to turn my stomach.

Before the blood raised itself into a flood, its motion grew stagnant as Infinite rose from the crimson with a smirk. I imagined he hopped to intimidate me, but noticed I was not so easily shaken, making his smile add nothing to his pompous grand entrance.

He failed to bring the desired effect on me, yet pompously courted me with a sort of smirk nonetheless. Regardless, still pleased with his presentation, he continued with the intention to unnerve me.

“Greetings, Spirit.” He started off. “Welcome back.”

His casual manner almost caught me off guard.

Yes, dreams and nightmares can’t hurt you, but with him being an actual part of me, that’s a whole different set of rules. Just like Discord, though, he seems to like speaking to me in a rather friendly manner. Acting as if we were buddies who graduated school together or something. I decided to do the same, since he hasn’t given me too much of a reason not to. Not yet, anyway.

Not that I counted on that always being the case, however.

“Infinite, it’s been a bit,” I replied lazily annoyed, not allowing the presentation he held any leverage over me.

“It has.” He agreed, conjuring some tea, acting like he was the one in control of this conversation.

I know it’s a dream and I don’t need to drink, but I can’t really pass up some good tea. That would be just plain rude, and so I accepted.

“Hey, Infinite,” I continued in the same calm and civil manner. “I don’t mean to rush or anything, but something’s been bugging me.”

“Oh, so you felt it around that chick too?” He replied with a knowing smirk.

Apparently, he was aware of what I was going to bring up. It was unsettling to ponder what else he may know, or how much he would be willing to tell me. For now, though, he chose to stay on topic.

“I’ll be honest, that wasn’t too pleasant of a feeling for me either. I can tell you this much, though. She isn’t who she claims to be. I’d keep a close eye on her if I were you.”

I could tell by his tone and mannerisms he was being honest, likely as a means of self preservation for himself. It would probably be best not to draw attention to it for feign stupidity and risk him trying to be more involved.

“Yeah, I already planned on it. Shining Armor having me as his best stallion will make that pretty easy.”

“Spirit,” Infinite spoke to me in an oddly stern yet calm and collected voice. “I do have a slight feeling that this mess might not be one for you to clean up. At least, not on your own.”

I was growing steadily more uncomfortable with this conversation. How much was he trying to help me and how much was done to protect himself? Although, if this was strictly self preservation, how much danger could we both be in if he didn’t trust me to handle this on my own? Maybe he knew less than I thought, or perhaps I was overthinking this all together.

“Mmmm. That is quite a wager right there. I guess I’ll see what happens. Though, I am curious. It is pretty well known that darker entities, such as yourself, don’t help out of the kindness of their hearts. At least, not for free.”

I let that statement hang in the air as I blew over my team and then turned my eyes back to him.

“So what are you hoping to gain from me?”

At this, he chuckled a little. It actually made me feel like I was being stupid for just asking that.

A glint in his pure, black, devoid eyes flashed at me and his smirk grew a little.

“Don’t you remember? I’ll take control of you one day. Of course, the more you rely on my power, the easier it’ll be for me to do so. I’m not worried about you not using my power because I know that you’ll need it to save your hide.”

His smug grin grew wider until he flashed his teeth and began to chuckle. He had provided all he desired and got at least one rewarding reaction out of me, and with that his body dematerialized in a red mist. His mocking laugh and snickers was all he left me with, alone in the void again.

It was getting dark again... darker…. darker yet .

I hate this place.

I awoke the next morning to the smell of the cup of tea on the nightstand next to my bed. Cracking my eyes open, I looked over to it and saw a card leaning against it.

Spirit, The wedding will start shortly so I took the liberty of having tea sent to your room
to help you wake up some more.I know you like to keep to yourself, but try to interact a
a little.

With love,
♥Luna♥

“Well, that’s pretty considerate,” I mumbled as I got up, finishing my tea.

Ready to leave this exposed place, I put the cup back on its coaster and proceeded to get ready. There was a foreboding feeling that told me it was going to be hell when I returned, but there was nothing I could do to change that.

It wasn’t much more than half an hour to get dressed and propped up, standing by Shining in the courtyard where the wedding was about to begin. Security was tight, and they didn’t leave much room for preparations. Everything had to run like clockwork.

Celestia was also standing nearby behind the podium as well, which made me nervous since I don’t know how she’d react if she knew I was suspicious of Cadence as well. That, and the room was flooded in the aura that I felt around Cadence the previous day. It felt invasive, corrosive, leaving me with a nausia in my stomach. I tried my best to hide it though.

“Hey Spirit, are you okay?” Shining asked, making it clear I wasn’t hiding it very well.

Of course I couldn’t tell him the truth. He’d just send me away like he did with Twilight.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” I confidently lied.

Thankfully Celestia didn’t join in on checking up on me as well, cause I wasn’t too sure if I’d be able to stand the pressure if she did.

At least Shining still seemed concerned, so he wasn’t too far off from the friend I knew, even with the prewedding jitters.

“Really? Cause-” He was interrupted by the sound of the door opening and Cadence walking in.

That’s when he decided to drop his mental monologue and pay attention. I got my act together as well and kept my eyes on her. I wasn’t too sure, but I thought I saw a speck of green in Cadence’s eyes.

Cadence stood across Shining and Celestia started the ceremony. I nearly jumped when the doors burst open and Twilight bursted into the room yelling.

“STOP!” she demanded.

Everypony started to shigh and mumble. Which is understandable since she interrupted a marriage ceremony.

However, what got everypony to get serious was when what I would guess to be another Cadence behind her. True, she was rugged, beat up, and was as dirty as a landfill, but her aura was vibrant and cleansing. With an entrance like that, so many questions were raised. Mainly, was this the real Cadance the alicorn at the altar a fake?

The more of the purifying emissions filled the room, effectively sterilizing it of the dark aura, the more I started to relax. So, I decided that I wasn’t needed and let Twilight have this. The rest of the conversation was like it was straight out of a comic book. Wasn’t too important to me so I decided not to listen in. If I was needed, I’m sure they’d let me know.

After a few minutes of hemming and hawing, the real Cadence caught my attention and made an interesting claim I hadn’t heard before.

“She’s a Changeling. They take the form of someone you love and feed off your love for them.”

Now that's what I call interesting. A new form of magic? True, it sounds a bit limited if it’s just changing shape and feeding off emotion, but the concept itself was somewhat interesting.

My thoughts were rudely interrupted when my eyes were flashed with a green light. Looking over at the source, I saw that the Cadence next to Shining had changed. This…. Changeling? It… She looked to be a black horse with a strange horn, insect wings, green eyes, and had holes in each leg. Then that wretched aura radiating from her, even more nauseating.

As she went off on her rant, I looked around. Everyone’s attention were all looking at her. Taking my chance, I teleported just outside the room. I had to use some dark magic to make sure nopony could sense my use of magic. However, I was still able to keep an eye in the room. Looking inside, I saw Celestia and the stranger go at it.

Well, this wasn’t going to last long if she was going to take care of this new threat.

“Shining!” A guard's call came from down the hall. “Gather the guards! We’re under attack!”

More guards poured in from all directions screaming in terror of the barrier and a swarm. All the cries of panic were drowned out as another flashed from the center of the ceremony. I peered inside and saw Celestia on the floor.

Now things were serious. The logical thing to do was step in and confront this new threat, but Twilight was having none of.

“Spirit! Take care of whatever’s outside. This Bug Bitch has my brother and tried to replace my real sister inlaw. She’s mine.”

That was a clear enough reason not to get involved and backed away further down the corridor. That’s when I felt a flux of magic pulse with a crack from outside. I instinctively turned, looking out the first window that came into view. Looking outside, I saw the magic shield around the city shatter followed by hundreds of black dots.

As the black dots got closer, I saw that they were all smaller versions of changeling that had impersonated Cadance.

Fan-fucking-tastic… another grand mess I found myself in.

“I hate weddings.”

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Hostile Takeover in Progress

I panicked a bit as I knew I didn't study shield magic, let alone a shield spell like what Shining had over the entire mountain side city of Canterlot, which only form of escape for the average individual was the now nonassessable trains. Once that shield goes down all hell was gonna break loose. Yeah, I knew they much liked to refer to whatever the hell Tartarus is, but I'm not too familiar with it due to lack of interest, so I'm still not going to use it.

I looked back to see what was happening just to be safe before I took off to get ready for when that shield goes down when I saw something rather interesting to me. Tia was struggling against Chrysalis as they locked horns and spat names at each other, and sure Tia knew that she wasn't gonna keep holding it up for much longer, but that was just the thing though. Chrysalis was also struggling just as much as Tia was. I attempted to keep from giggling as I started teleporting my way to Lunas room where my my bags were stored since Luna had me stay in her bed for the night.

I had two cases stored in her room. One was blue and another was black. I took out the black one and popped it open, taking sheaths and weapons out, and as I finished putting them on, I couldn't help but think out loud to myself. That wanna be Queen is actually struggling against Tia. If Tia is asking my help, I know it means she can't really handle it herself, but still, compared to half of what Discord had prepped for me, this is a rather pathetic joke." I finished saying softly, unsure why I was even worried. Seems her presence casting that aura was nothing but a scare tactic.

I didn't bring all my weapons, mostly cause I wasn't really expecting anything to happen, as to my disappointment since it would have been fun showing off by settling this without even needing any offensive or defensive magic. I had eight of my daggers, sheathed on my forelegs, and a single sword on the side of my barrel. I finished gearing up as something caught my eye out the window. It was hared to see due to being so high up, but I could barely make out Twilight and her usual band of tagalongs surrounded by dozens of those annoying cockroaches. Then from the color change and remembering they were called changelings that I assumed what I saw was each changeling present around them all chose to take on a form of their choosing out of one of those six. From the look of this situation, It doesn't take someone of my experience to be able to assess how easily chaos will break out at any second for them at the rate they were going, so I was expecting things to get crazier than a bat out of hell, but that didn't happen. To see what the hold up what I took Luna's Telescope to get a better view.

I saw the crazy bitch herself Chrysalis making her way with a slow walk in a silly attempt to demand respect from those she passed on her way to likely make some copy and past spill to the main six most villain's monologue when they seem to have the upper hand in situations like this, but what surprised me was that after beating Tia she decided to take her Tiara as a trophy, which I saw resting on the wanna be queens head. Though I don't think she pulled off the look very well, didn't quite fit her appearance at all.

I had to stop watching there. I nearly jumped out of my equipment as I heard a few changelings behind me. Turning to see them, they also seemed surprised to see me, not to blame them too much for the surprise when I realized I forgot to renew the illusion hiding my wings.

"Shit, that's gonna bite me in the ass in the near future." I thought to myself as I let out a soft groan. I didn't bother with renewing the illusion now that they seen my wings, and I didn't think I had to worry about insects helping to leak this to ponies when they seem to be more focused on capturing than on conversing with them.

I looked over the new arrivals as they seemed to be assessing me as well in their shock. They also seemed rather offended along with their confusion, looking like they they wanted to ick my ass as their horns kept failing with whatever they were trying to cast, allowing me time to look them over. The biggest thing that stood them out to me over the average bug from the infestation were their unusual appearances. None of them were the usual black, well, one of them were pretty close being grey, and they were the one that looked like they were having the hardest time with their confusion. Then there was one with a strong sense of curiosity about them, there skin....carapace? whatever it was being blue. Or a dark shade of blue more like it, similar to a ink kind of blue. The rageful looking one that let their situation get to them seemed like they were gonna charge at me to throw hooves with me, being dark green. I'll have to keep a strong eye on that one, telling how rash they seemed. Though the last one didn't seem have much to them other than a shy face as they seemed to try and stay behind the other three as to hope I didn't notice I'd assume, but it was kinda hard to notice when they were so brightly white. I'd assume she isn't used to having any form of attention from a sentient species to her true form other than other changelings, faintly reminding me of fluttershy in a sense in that regard, and about how I felt on the inside when first exposed to how civilization in the Griffonstone empire was like, reminding me that I should one day visit again.

Then the grey one started to approach me. I can see they were approaching to speak, but I didn't want them too close, so I set down a ink well I saw near by on the floor between us, setting it 2 feet in front of me before bringing up a seat behind me to rest on.

"I'm all for small talk, but I think in this situation I'd prefer you to keep at least that much distance between me and you four should be respectable." I gently warned her in a respectful tone as I noted some tea ready and sitting on the night stand, floating over a cup to me and sipping on it as I waited for them to say something. Sadly, as serious as the grey one seemed, she was equally stupid, or at least that's the first impression she left on me once she decided to continue walking to me anyway.

"We don't negotiate. Make this easy an-" The grey she-bug said as she approached closer, throwing the ink well up and into her sternum area, I think, sending her hurdling up to crash into the roof of the room, but not through it, letting her fall back and landing on her chest once more. She let out a groan that showed me she wasn't fully unconscious, but she deffitly wasn't getting back up on her feet soon on her own. Taking another sip of my tea, I placed the tea cup and the remaining tea inside it down exactly where the ink well was before that happened. The display seemed to catch them off guard for a few seconds, seeming they didn't expect me to be someone who knew what they were doing, despite how strapped I was. TBH, I really wasn't sure where I was going to take this, though at least in the process I could try and farm some answers from them before I wrapped things up. They really shouldn't be that much trouble from how little effort the grey one was.

The green one obviously isn't good at hiding her anger, letting it show on her face just how much it grew until the blue one raise a hoe at her and shook their head. As they did this, I could sense that, even though not an official leader from not hearing her addressed as such, she did hold a strong leadership bond with them. She turned around to start looking my face over for any bluffs, or at least I'd like to humor myself at trying to guess how dangerous she is trying to make to my creativity with magic. At least she knew to be careful. I could tell she was goanna question me, but I cut her off.

"If you wanna have a talk with me, why not sit on the edge of the bed." I recommended them. I think they knew as well this could potentially take a bit, and I didn't think they were gonna pull something yet. I know I didn't give them nearly enough time to make a plan on how to approach me yet. "Alright, you're the intruders, so I'll take privilage of the first question. Oh, and do answer me seriously, cause I am in a crabby mood." I started off, waiting a few moments to let the tension build before I spoke again. "So are your legs and horns made of swiss cheese or are they designed that way for a purpose?" I asked, and no, this wasn't a serious question, cause I couldn't help but start laughing. Sadly, that small laugh was one to cost me as a sudden impact on the back of my head caused my vision to white out before I blacked out, falling on conscious there on spot and my body falling onto the floor.

Author's Note

Yep, finally. It's been.....litteral years, and I wouldn't have blammed anyone if they didn't believe me when I said I was finally writting this out again. Not only that, but while I have forgotten most of my road map from those years ago for this, the re-reading did some good shit for me. New ideas, character developments, new friends and connections, new original, and hopefully not cringy for being ocs, characters in store, and while I have come to realize he seems pretty over powered due to his power gain in the first story I'm stilll going over a few ways of dealing with that, but don't worry about that for now. Oh, and guess I'll leave you with the song I was listening to when I made the title.

I will give you my all!

Hostile Takeover part 2

[Chrysalis POV]

I walked up to the six colorful ponies slowly, smirking as I wore Celestia's tiara as a trophy. Wearing it disgusted me, but not enough to keep me from using it as a tool to break the spirit of any of those grossly bright colored-ponies who saw it.

As I kept walking, I got the feeling I was being judged. A quick glance let me notice that I was being observed from one of the castle tower windows. I shrugged it off though. With the princesses, Cadence included, the special team I sent in to clear the place out shouldn’t even break a sweat with their assignment.

I stopped just short of the ponies in front of me, letting out a small chuckle as I saw how nervous I made them, except the lavender one. I found it quite amusing how her pupils were made into pinpricks as they glued themselves to Celestia's tiara. At this point, I could tell I didn’t need to say a word to these wastes of space before turning to walk away, saying only one thing to my subjects.

“Go for it.”

Just like that, total chaos inside. The ponies were putting up a fight, but it didn’t matter. It was clear the fight was only going downhill for the ponies, and with their spirits crushed and morale for pony kind as a species now reduced to that of rubble, it wouldn’t take long. Soon, all they held dear would only be of what it once was.

At this point, everything was going smoother than my prime years during the wars predating the start of the equestrian age of peace.

“Those were the days,” I said to myself as I listened to the sound of my success playing around me as ponies screamed and ran frantically.

Although they weren’t exactly good at paying attention to where they are going when running in a panic, it seems since they’ve almost tripped over me a few times, so I decided to continue my walk in the royal gardens. However, as I walked around there, something was itching at me, but what?

Then I realized that the team I sent into the castle still haven’t reported back to me. I was about to shrug it off and give it a few minutes more before reaching out to them with telepathy until I received a rather nice surprise, as I could feel the magic of Cell Unit Grey reach out to me. I was going to ask how they were enjoying themselves in the castle, which I was more than sure they'd made into their own playground by now until, I could hear her breathing was a bit off.

“Queen Chrysalis, we have a problem. We’ve encountered what seems like some sort of….prince? Either way, our magic is useless on him. We can’t even see five minutes into his memories. We need some backup,” she reported, sounding like she was struggling to complete her report before hearing her telepathic connection was broken, having lost consciousness or been sealed behind some barrier.

I took a moment to process several points of that report, such as the interesting development of some secret prince, likely indicating they’re a partner for either Celestia or Luna in a relationship or….something rather unheard of. Though, the bit about their magic having no effect on him was a red flag. Not because it means that would make him a hard piece to remove from the board of this game of war. No, there is more than one way to deal with a unique individual, and also because there have only been two types of beings where memory magic, let alone changeling magic in general, hasn't worked.

I took flight, having a feeling I knew where to start looking. Changeling magic has always had its own abilities, and its own set of rules that set it apart from pony magic. Memory magic lets the average changeling look back at recent memories, take the appearance and voice of an individual of their choosing, and use that to make their move on their prey. Due to this, a changeling can’t use it on another changeling. It would be pointless anyway. However, being the only changeling from our ancient days, I was experienced enough to train changelings I choose how to look back in a target's memory by years more than the average changeling could. So I decided I would do something interesting that I previously thought would have been even sacrilegious even to consider. I’ve had ponies abducted from a small town called Ponyville, erased their memories, made them into changelings, and trained them.

The magic needed to change the race of a pony to a changeling, let alone erase their entire memory, is great in quantity. A frustrating side effect, however, is they still kept their ridiculous colors. That was fine, though, in this case, because after training them into fighters on par with those in the wars of old in skill of magic, their colors being different from the normal changelings became a visual representation of their rank as my special operations unit. Better yet, since I made them out of ponies, it wouldn’t damage my hive in the slightest if I had to dispose of them.

So, after all I did to make them great magic users, it’s concerning if their magic isn't working on an individual since the only one that fit that criteria I’ve met was Discord. Last I checked, he was stone, and even if he wasn’t, he wouldn’t have any reason to help these pitiful creatures.

I was about to question if Discord was free and disguised in his usual pony form. Perhaps I would catch him in the middle of his usual antics of playing mind games again like he did many years ago, faking relationships with Celestia and Luna.

As I flew up to the window of one of the castle towers, I took note of how Special Unit Grey was unconscious, and the other three were just now sitting on the end of a bed. In Front of the window was a curious surprise confirming what Grey told me, seeing a mostly white Alicorn with blue stockings, sitting on a chair in front of the window with his back to me. As tempting as it would be to make my presence known and mess with him, he began to speak.

“So are your legs and horns made of swiss cheese or are they designed that way for a purpose?”

The insolence! Such mockery and disrespect boasted so boldly by this unwary fool.

I have come to know patience. I tolerate the first stance of resistance from my prey, while it is futile and annoying, it is only natural. Even their defiance and calls to prevail with false bravado and blind faith to be saved can be looked over by understanding their ignorance...

...but no insult is forgivable, nor my retaliation of offense granted warning.

So, while he was distracted, laughing at his own stupid joke, I slipped in through the open window and brutally stomped on his head with both rear hooves, knocking him out cold.

Before landing in the room, I almost regretted ending his punishment so quickly, but there would be time to educate him on where he stood and how far below my hooves that was. He had much to answer for and many questions to answer. Otherwise, from a quick look around, it was clear this room belonged to Luna.

“Usually, I’d say ponies are grass-eating pests, but either Celestia got creative for once and made that,” I say as I pointed a hoof at the alicorn before resting it on the floor again. “Or we found something rather special. As much as I’d love to learn of Celestia becoming less of a stick in the mud with her morals, I’m certain it’s the latter.”

Taking a shot at it, I attempted to get into his memory. I managed to look into his mind where memories should be stored, but it was just too blurry to make anything out, like trying to figure out what a canvas was supposed to display after fishing it out of a river.

That changed after a few brief moments, though, before the vision was tinted purple, and I was booted out faster than a cultist after it wandered into Celestia's throne room, leaving a sandy feeling on my horn. It sort of felt like it was just a warning shot or a magic defense spell of sorts.

“Alright, you four should be able to restrain him while he’s out cold, and I’d have to take a guess and say levitation magic can still work on him, just don’t use any changeling magic unless you wish for something unfortunate to happen when it backfires,” I informed them before healing the grey one so they can get back on their hooves.

“I am assigning you with the task of transporting him to special containment back at the hive home. I will be coming with you for the trip to make sure nothing goes wrong.” I instructed them. I know where dark magic makes its home, even if the message was a slap on the horn. Knowing Celestia got rid of any way for ponies to learn the art due to its risks, I knew she didn’t make this one, and if it wasn’t pony made and this quality, it’s a keeper of a rare find in my book.

[Twilight’s POV]

We lost the fight against the changelings. That’s the last thing I remember. I had to really fight to barely open my eyes for a quick glimpse. I managed to get a view of ponies by the dozen bound and being transported, myself included. Seems we were being taken into the underground dungeon under Canterlot Castle.

It was a while before I could barely open my eyes again for anything more, seeing the bound ponies all being shoved and stored in black and green pods on the walls of the cells, filled with some sort of green goo. As I was solved into one, my vision, already blurry as it was, now tinted green before the goo-like substance soaked into my coat, seeming to act like a sedative of sorts as my body was numbed by it and slowly was forced into a deep sleep.

[Shining Armor’s POV]

I slowly came to the waking world in what looked like a cage made to fit an Alicorn. My head was bursting in pain, and I could tell I was low on magic. Trying to stand up, I could feel every muscle in my body scream as they ached.

My horn had another odd feeling as well. Reaching up to feel it, there was a ring on the base of my horn from what I could feel. I attempted to pull the damn thing off, but no matter how much effort I could muster, it just wouldn’t budge. So I let my hooves fall back down. Looking around, I saw I was positioned beside Celestia's empty throne. Looking on the wall behind the throne, I saw three huge black and green goo-filled pods on it. From their arrangement, I had to guess they were meant to be displayed so that they could be seen over the throne. Looking closer, I realized I could barely make out that they had some familiar faces inside them. Luna, Celestia, and Cadence were all in the pods, their wings bound and their horns wearing a ring on them as well. That was when I heard a laugh behind me. Turning around, I found a changeling smirking as they stared at me like a zoo animal.

“Like your ring? Sadly for you, it’s not a wedding ring. It keeps you drained of magic so much that you can’t cast the most basic spells, but not entirely so that it doesn’t comatize you.” They teased, but I could tell that was the truth. “Thought I’d try teasing you myself, but you’re more a pet for our Queen. She isn’t back yet though, so don’t be surprised if you’re seen as free game until then.”

“Where is she?” I asked, surprised I still had to put some effort into talking at all, but if I’m gonna be stuck for a while, might as well find out what I can.

“Personally, I don’t really know the details. Something about overseeing a special transport of a pony she wanted to have in extra special containment back at the hive home in the wasteland. So it’ll be a few days at least till she's back.’

I’m surprised they told me that much. Probably thinks there’s no harm since I can’t do anything in my current predicament. Though I did have an idea who that pony might be, I thought it better to keep my maw shut. The changeling clearly either got bored or had something to do as he started to wander away. I took this time as a chance to get some much-needed rest. No telling what’ll happen once Chrysalis gets back.

[Cell Unit Blue POV]

I was walking alongside with the rest of my squad, Cell Red levitating the VIP. Very Important Prisoner, I mused to myself. We traveled across the border into the wasteland not too long ago, but we still have a long way to go.

Chrysalis was with us just like she said she would, being somewhat of a surprise since most of the time she changes her mind on a whim, but I guess with something she had a special interest in, she stuck to it for once. Though, there was something having me on edge.

See, Cell Red has a few flaws. While he’s a good fighter, one of his bigger shortcomings is that he’s easy to irritate and rather rash, not thinking things through before he acts. Usually, not a problem since we usually did special operation missions, but this was different, and it looked like something was eating at him, which it was getting him irritated, and that’s the part that worries me.Since he’s the one carrying the asset, there’s no telling what could happen if he does something rash, for Queen knows why.

I can also see that Cell White noticed as well, getting just as nervous as I am. Looking over to Grey, she didn’t notice she has still yet to stop her nonstop talking with our Queen like there was no tomorrow.

“I know Chrysalis said not to, but I’m itching to try again on our little prey,” Cell Red mumbled.

I was gonna advise against it but he acted too quickly, trying to look into their memory again, and as he did an arc of purple magic stuck Cell Red to the ground, causing him to drop the supposed prince he had in tow. I let out a groan as Red slowly got back up on his hooves.

“I warned you.” Chrysalis chuckled as she approached. “See, my little changelings, that purple magic you saw just now is known as dark magic. It’s as ancient as Discord himself, though Celestia saw to getting rid of any means of learning the art once pony kind started their era of peace,” she informed us before looking at me. “Cell Blue, before I continue, I’m interested in seeing if you can tell me what you think this could mean.”

“Well, normally one would either deduce that either Celestia granted him the knowledge to be able to do so, or Discord had a role to play in this,” I answered, assuming that’s the bit she wanted to hear. “Though, I suspect there’s something else to it, isn't there?”

“Precisely, there is. That brain is what I adore most about you, and there is definitely more to it. See, since Celestia only resorts to those annoying little stones she calls the elements of harmony, she’d never do such a thing as teach a pony dark magic, as amusing as it would be to see that happen. I’ve also met Discord. There’s really no reading him, ever, but I do know he wouldn’t do something such as teach dark magic to just any random poney. Not exactly his style, and last I checked, he’s currently stone anyway. Which begs the question, how did he acquire this magic? However, we ,unfortunately, can only learn it straight from the pony’s mouth, so to speak. See, he isn’t protecting himself when we try seeing into his memory. That is the darkness inside him not exactly appreciating us trying to prob its host..” She continued in great detail so the others could follow along.

“What do you mean the darkness inside him?” Cell White asked, showing she was picking up on the fact there was a bit of an implication Chrysalis left behind for them.

“Well, any living being that can conduct magic can use dark magic once they have the knowledge on how to do so,” Chrysalis continued, showing her interest in the subject and showing off how knowledgeable she was of it. “While it’s one of the strongest magic types to ever exist, just like all good things, there is a catch. In this case, a gamble of sorts. This gamble is highly stacked against you, though. See, the flow of dark magic is different from all other magics. Dark magic is, in a way, a living entity. Every time you use it, it gives you the temptation to rely on it more. This temptation gets stronger every time you do use it again until finally, you give in and do exactly what this dark devil wants, and you surrender your heart to it, to its darkness. Once that happens, there is no hope for you. Your being is no longer your own, and the darkness makes you into its vessel. A vessel of nearly unstoppable power, greed, and gluttony.”

There was a short silence until I spoke up once more.

“What you’re saying is that we pretty much have a living time bomb.”

“Exactly,” Chrysalis answered.“However, unlike what those ponies are willing to do, I can and will make this bomb into a beautiful resource. However, what that turns out being really will depend on the relationship between this wannabe prince and the darkness inside him. I could try Extracting what dark secrets I can from him, or try making him into ours. Lots of possibilities. However, the most amusing possibility I don’t think we’ll have to resort to just came to mind. Let's say pony kind did make a comeback and we get banished to the wastelands once more. Their peace will not last them much longer, cause if that happened, we won’t need anything like a large-scale plan for a takeover again. Because eventually and inevitably, their end will be caused by this very pony.”

She giggled.

[Cell Unit White POV]
I know that I don't have any memories of my life as a pony anymore, but I can’t help but feel bad for them. We are slowly yet effortlessly taking over their land from coast to coast, but it just feels kind of cruel that we’ve turned every pony into a living food farm.

Thoughts like these haven't’ stopped running through my head since we arrived at the home hive. It’s a dark, dry, underground structure, or more like a network of tunnel-connected rooms that one could easily get lost in unless one grew up here. Chrysalis had the captive prince stored in the special containment unit only she and members of my squad can open. After getting him in there, Chrysalis started heading back with the rest of my squad to head back to Equestria, leaving me to keep an eye on him, so I had plenty of time to think to myself.

I was inside the containment unit, so I decided to look over the prince to pass the time. The darkness kept us from putting a magic ring on his horn, but every other part of his body was restrained to the point he wouldn’t be able to move an inch out of place on his own. There were chains from the ceiling strapped and secured to his forehooves, keeping him suspended, and chains strapped to his rear hooves keeping his legs spread out for complete restrainment, along with straps around his barrel to keep his wings bound.

I couldn’t help but blush out of embarrassment, though, since this did make it so that his sheath and balls were on full display. It took a bit of willpower to start being able to ignore that, but once I did, I really could see how pitiful this made this young prince look.

I also couldn’t help but wonder. While Chrysalis did knock him out with a blow to the head, that alone shouldn’t have kept him out for this long. I started to wonder if she killed him by accident and if that wasn’t the case, what could possibly be wrong with him.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard a sharp gasp. Turning my attention to his face, just in time to see his eyelids look like they had a yellow glow fading out of existence, and then his body went limp again.

Guess I need to stay on my hooves.

[ Back to Spirit]

It felt like I’d been like this for days by now, trapped in this void of nothingness. A plain of non-existence. A gap between realities. Nothing but darkness. Sometimes, I’d think I’d see something, a silhouette in the darkness, but then it turned out to be nothing. Sometimes I wonder if I’ve lost it. I can’t even remember what happened before this. However, after a while, a ball of light made its appearance before slowly approaching me.

“Hello again, Spirit.” Harmony greeted me as she slowed to a stop beside me. “You really are a curious one managing to land here. I’m actually a bit surprised you still have your form.”

“What the hell does that mean? You really have a bad habit of starting out of context.”

“Right, my apologies. See, you managed to land in a place where lost hearts wander. You may have seen a few by now without realizing it. They’re difficult to notice and try to avoid being seen. After a lost heart is here long enough, they become blacker than the darkest void in their appearance.” Harmony explained, or somewhat explained.

“How does that even work for, fuck’s sake?” I spat out, pretty cranky, deciding to become a heavier drinker the moment this all blows over.

“Spirit, as you should know, those who have given their heart to darkness become vessels for that manifested darkness. However, the darkness physically can’t have a heart, so the heart usually gets rejected and ends up here. The vessel then becomes what is known as a heartless, and you, said heart, end up in this kingdom for lost hearts. You, somehow, ended up here by accident. The heart can be put back into the vessel as long as it’s not made into a heartless yet. However, considering how you weren’t originally from the world of pony, let alone originally from that body, I’m gathering there’s a catch for you specifically. Seems your heart can sometimes get knocked loose till you end up back here, but that’s why I came to get you back to where you belong.”

That much info was a lot to process at once, making me take a moment before speaking again. “That sounds…..as tedious as bloody hell.”

“It certainly is tedious.” she agreed. “On the other hand, oh, I meant hoof, back in the world of pony, since you got here, it’s been longer than you’d like to hear since you left it. So, I’m going to do you the favor and skip to the part you likely are waiting for the most and get you back”

Of course, I had more questions. More questions than needed to fill half of the books in Twilight’s library, but she was right. Better to hurry back than waste time. Keria would have my head for whatever her creative mind could think of for punishment if I made her wait too long.

Author's Note

Long chapter to try and cover all my mean time bases so I'm not levaing out as much as I used to, though not sure if I'm actually doing any better. Also, not sure if I jumped the gun on it ,but decided to have Harmony be a bit more casual with Spirit, but lets face it, it's not like they can just meet up willy nilly for tea time

I'M AWAKE

Cell Unit White POV

It was getting pretty boring standing here on guard duty, but after the great amount of trouble the captive was in order to even get in here, I knew it had to be done. Besides, chances are likely once everything was nice and secure over at Canterlot, I’ll be sent some relief and finally get to go stretch my legs and wings.

I went over to where I had left some food supplies in case the pony I was guarding was to wake up in a state where he’d starve without it. I’m not sure why Chrysalis hasn’t decided to kill him yet when she clearly sees this individual as a threat. Might have something to do with that Chaos magic she was going on about. She was pretty insistent on avoiding letting our own magic come into contact with it unnecessarily. At this point, all this thinking was sending my brain down a rabbit hole and starting to form a headache. So, in response, I sat down to rest a bit, making sure my head was looking at him in case I heard of anything, not that I thought I would at this rate. He’s been out for days now, it’s a surprise he hasn’t woken up from lack of food.

You’d think being hungry enough would wake you. Then again, maybe the hunger hadn’t become so painful to keep him from sleeping. If not, perhaps he was so far past that he no longer had the strength to fight past the pain.

Letting out a soft sigh, I lay my head down, closing my eyes slowly, only to be interrupted by the sound of chains rattling and hoofs hitting the floor. I snapped my eyes open and lifted my head to see the captive somehow managing to slip out of our most secure restraints with great ease. After letting out a yawn, the now freed captive started to stretch his legs as I could hear the popping and cracking of his joints echoing through the room, followed by his stomach already making demands.

Now free and limber, something had enticed him to start moving towards my general direction and without saying a word as he approached the food and water stored on a small table beside me. He clearly was either still waking up and was too mentally exhausted to acknowledge my presence or he didn’t see me as a possible threat as he went to lap up the water from the bucket.

Normally, this would be a pretty good chance to strike at someone, but I could feel an aura emanating off him that just felt blatantly threatening. It all felt instinctual, like another sense warning me to stay back.

Even scarier, I don’t believe he was the one intentionally making that aura, but rather something from him or about him was creating this reaction, either it be survival instinct or something else about him. Either way I had no choice but to wait and see where this all goes.

Back to Spirit

I dropped to the floor with a resounding thud, landing on my hooves as I regained my balance, working out the sore muscles and stiff bones as I stretched my body in every which direction, letting out a nice yawn as I did so. Barely spotting some water ahead of my droopy eyes not wanting to fully open, I slowly made my way over, my body aching for the precious liquid as I dipped my muzzle in the bucket, lapping at the water greedily as my body was unconsciously desperate to get however much moisture I could possibly take in. Letting out a soft sigh of relief, It took me a few moments to notice the company I had in the room.

“Oh yeah, you’re one of those extra-color ones that jumped me when all I wanted was my bag.” I teased, seeing her flinch a little from the sound of my voice.

It seemed she wasn’t big on talking much with others she doesn’t quite know, or she was just following orders. Works out for me either way if that’s the case. If she didn’t want to speak, she can remain being one less distraction for me while I’m finding the exit since I had a feeling this might take a while, unless…

I turned to face her as I noticed, from how close she remained and how she refused to take her eyes off me, that she had planned to keep an eye on me. I didn’t mind, since there wasn’t anything she could do to stop me if last time was anything to go by. However, if she’s gonna follow, I gotta put her to use somehow.

“Hey, where’s your armory?” I asked her, knowing that unless they had the courtesy to grab my stuff for me, I needed something to hold me over for now.

She sighed, not having expected that to be the first thing asked of her. Regardless, she got up on all fours and took the lead as I followed suit.

I noticed that she frequently was looking back at me with a quick glance from the corner of her eye.

“Something on your mind, or am I really that much of an oddity to look at?” I asked.

While I am aware ponies don’t have the same magic I can use, nor do most have wings and a horn, but looking over myself now, not only did I notice I was naked and stripped of the likely destroyed suit I was wearing before everything happened. I suppose I shouldn’t have been surprised, though I never did take the time to look my own body over since the beginning of everything.

It’s been so long, but I could see lots of my messed up fur spots showing many scars from my adventures up till now, and boy, I was covered all over in them. There was a cluster of them on both my forelegs, a few less on the rear legs, my torso seeming to be patterned with scars, my chest as well. I can only hope there were none on my face since a suit wouldn’t cover that.

Ponies with a lot of scars were a rare oddity as far as I was aware, even in the guard. Likely due to all the peaceful times they have had over the many years before I was ever in the picture, but nonetheless, that makes it where if they show on your body, you stick out like a sore thumb. Not that ponies had thumbs, as all four of their limbs ended in hooves. Unless they had wings, but those limbs had feathers, so… You know what? Fuck you. I don’t need to explain this. You know exactly what I mean.

Anyway, in response to my half-joke question, she indeed actually did answer.

“Sir, looking at you, I’m starting to wonder why you go through all this trouble to help others. I can see clear as day that you plan to go back and stop everything, but with a body like that and likely the history that comes with it, it would usually mean one of two things for you.” She began saying, her voice clear, polite and it sounded like she was also meaning to convey respect as she spoke. “Either you’re a hero, which seems unlikely since if you were, the ponies would have been talking about you so much we would have definitely heard of you before, or it means you’re seen as a monster, an abomination or a freak of sorts. We know ponies are pretty good at hiding it when there’s someone they’re treating like that just to keep up the persona of being kind and accepting to all.” While that last part was rather interesting and hinted at some history I get to dig at later, I sadly couldn’t help but chuckle at her response.

“That’s a fair bit of thinking you’re doing right there. I’ll return in kind to sate some of that curiosity. You’re right, I’m not normal. I could be a hero, I could be a monster. I don’t really care to take credit though, so if you’re lucky to see enough I’ll let you decide for yourself. Either way, I’ll confirm for you that your judgment is leading you on track to making a fair assessment.” I teased, not dropping too much for her up front, but I’ll give her credit on what she’s pieced out so far.

I had known this the whole time; sure, it was nothing new. Sure, I’m a hero. I beat Discord and whatnot. Also, looking at myself from another’s perspective, yeah, I guess I am a monster. I defy magic laws to the degree to be able to use Chaos magic. Perhaps being a monster does a better job of explaining why I don’t have a normal life. It’s easy to see just by looking around any town during my day-to-day life how abnormal everything about me has been. If anyone I knew had the circumstances I had, they’d have lost their mind long ago. As we walked the black carved tunnels, she now looked deep in thought. She might not initiate talk much on her own, but I can see she’s just as much a thinker as Twilight when she gets into it.

Leading me into the Armory, I looked around to find the place pretty empty, which makes sense considering, under my assumption, the reason I haven’t seen any changelings other than the one I had led me in here has been sent over the Equestrian border.

“That fucking cunt.” I mumbled in a soft voice, cursing out that queen bitch for the mild inconvenience before looking over to the white girl in my company. “Hey, this can’t be it. This seems to be a standard armory room, for common foot soldiers, which you aren’t, along with the friends I saw you with. So where’s the good shit?” I asked, still not in a good enough mood to keep my profanity in check.

She let out a soft sigh, looking like she just wanted this to be over with, or at least what I assume though it's quite hard trying to read the facial expressions of these changelings. “It's around here. The door is hidden but I'm sure you can find it and open it. Normally you need a special level of magic to open it but I get the feeling that'll be no problem for you. Only hint I'll give you is to check the back wall.”

Well, it's all I have to go off of, so I went to the back wall. There wasn't much lined up against this wall, just a few crystals glowing green to help with the room's illumination. I took my time investigating, tapping the tip of my hoof against the wall as I explored various spots. From the first tap I could tell there was empty space on the other side of it, indicating there had to be something on the other side. It took a bit, but eventually I occasionally tapped my hoof against what looked to be a hole in the wall that was perfectly circular. There was no indication of having to do so other than a odd feeling calling me to do so as I leaned forward and slowly inserted my horn into the hole. It was a perfect fit. After a moment, there was an unpleasant feeling of magic actually attacking my horn, taking me a moment to realize it was changeling magic, but the attack only lasted for a second before a quick feeling that could be compared to sand paper rubbing against my horn washed over before it all stopped. I took my horn out and the wall started to open like a door to the next room.

“It's as the queen said. That's quite the trick you got there.” The changeling commented, leaving me both a bit confused, and with something to poke her brain about.

“I'm not sure I follow. I didn't do anything.” I informed her.

“The queen did mention, but changeling magic and chaos magic, or dark magic since they go hand in hand, don't exactly get along with each other, so your magic cancels out our magic. the only oddity with you though is that your dark magic seems to do it on its own accord, which is rather strange since dark magic likes to consume and take over the user rather than protect them.” She informed me, her logic checking out with what I know so far with how using dark magic usually pans out with those bold enough to use it. However, it acting on its own accord in reaction to changeling magic is new info for me to add to the puzzle, along with it being related to Chaos magic. I might be able to poke discord about it later. He spoke to me as a statue before, so if he isn't too butt hurt about his loss earlier, I might get him to speak again. “Either way, there isn't much in there, but there should be just enough to outfit yourself.” She added, at least adding on some good news. I had planned to use dark magic to fabricate something if it came down to it, but it would be a pain to play that off later if normal ponies saw me using dark magic.

I entered the newly opened room. It was circular in shape and along the walls were five smaller indented rooms, four of which had empty armor racks and what I'd assume to be mount racks for weapons. The fifth room however seemed fully kitted out. The fact there was a fifth at all was interesting. “Hey, including you, there were only four of you in your squad I fought you earlier. is the last one out sick or something, or did the queen forget to pack her personal toys with her?” I had to ask, cause from the quality of the armor or weapons, I don't see them breaking or even wearing down in the long run in fights against even the royal guard, so even if they over worried enough to make a backup set, it would be weird to only make a backup set for one of them, and it's highly unlikely they belong to the queen cause it sure as hell wouldn't fit on her.

“We're a specialized unit. Our training, fighting style, tactics, and roles are personalized and specialized to each member of the unit. We're a pretty recent project of the queen and there was going to be a fifth, however before she could pick a fifth, the queen saw what she deemed to be the perfect chance to start preparations for the invasion and so never finished the project. So far the roles are a tank, a heavy hitter, a support and a scout. I'm the support unit. Our team was originally designed to be able to operate on our own, so this set was meant for the fifth role, a leader who can operate as a jack of all trades and would receive everyone's training.” After speaking, she just seemed to stare off as if remembering something.

I took the chance to look over what was available to me. There was a lack of armor which wasn’t surprising. Can’t make armor for someone if you don’t know who you’re making it for yet. Thankfully, due to the nature of the cell unit they intended to make, there was a variety of weapons to collect along with sheaths for them. Got a few daggers, a pair of shortswords, and a standard sized sword, however there was a most interesting weapon in there. A fancy looking bladed ring hanging in the armory with a handle on it. It seems to come with a special strap for the upper part of my forelegs with a hook to hang the ring on. I went ahead and took it. Now that I’m satisfied with options to show off if I wanted to since I didn’t really need weapons to fight, I turned back to the tag along changeling. “Alright, I’m ready to leave. You can either come with me or stay here. It doesn’t really matter to me.” I offered, mostly out of boredom.

Author's Note

I have to say, it's been a hell of a life and a hell of a writers block. So much so I decided to post this as is and start thinking of the next chapter. I know it's been sadly slow, and so has my life and the new challenges that has been popping up over the last 6 months. I say this every time, an I try, but Imma keep trying to keep throwing myself at this whenever I have the spare time. If you're reading this, I hope you still find this entertaining somewhat, as cringe as my writing has been up till now

A new... Acquaintance?

Dark. Nothing in sight, no matter where I turn my head. I opened my Maw, but no voice came out. I tried to move, but there was no ground under me. I tried to breathe, but there was no air. The puzzling this was that I wasn’t suffocating. Then, I heard something. A voice. Though I couldn’t make it out what it said. Soon it was completely drowned out by a high pitch noise.

I woke up as the train pulled into Canterlot station. The whistle gave me a massive headache but that didn’t stop me from getting up. However, I was still a little groggy and ended up stumbling a bit here and there. I felt dead the whole time.

Upon getting off the train, I bumped into somepony by accident. “Shit, I’m sorry,” I said as I recovered. I noticed she dropped something. “Are you alright? Here, let me help you.” I added, levitating what she dropped off the ground. Getting a better look at it, I noticed that it looked to be a case for an instrument of the string type. Thinking that it would be rude to snoop, I levitated the case over to her. Taking a better look at her as I did so, She appeared to be a gray earth pony. Her mane tail was black and very well groomed. Her eyes were a gorgeous purple as well as wearing an equally purple bow tie. Overall, better than most nobles.

“Yes, I’m alright,” she confirmed, taking the case out of my magic and strapping it over her back. “Thanks.”

“Yeah, sorry. Waking up to that train whistle made me a little groggy.” I guessed. She gave me the oddest look but I couldn’t tell what it meant. I checked my back and saw that my wings were still invisible, so I ignored it. “Anyway, I better get going.” I turned to start on my way.

“Wait.” the mare requested, so I faced her again. She took a close look at my face for a moment before continuing. “Have we met before?”

“No, not that I can remember. Why?” I asked. No matter how hard I racked my brain, I couldn’t recall this mare.

“Sorry to trouble you then,” she said, scoffing a hoof on the ground.

“No, that’s quite alright. I’m in no rush right now.” I insisted.

“Oh, okay.” then she stopped with the expression of realization. “Oh, Now I remember.”

“Remember what?” I asked.

“Where I’ve heard of you before. You worked as Princess Celestia’s butter, didn’t you?” she asked. I sighed.

“Yes, I was, but I still don’t know who you are.” I pointed out, feeling kinda weird about it.

“Right, Princess Celestia had me perform for her and her sister a few days ago. I heard her speak of you in high regard,” she explained catching my curiosity.

“Really? Nice to know that my parting didn’t upset her too much.” I stated.

“Would you care to explain you…..relation to her?” she requested. I yawned.

“Maybe. I need some tea first. I was just about to go to my favorite cafe and-”

“Actually, if you want some tea, why don't you come over to my place?” she interrupted. I thought for a moment.

“Okay, sure, but would you introduce yourself first?” I asked. The mare blushed a little.

“Right, how rude of me,” she cleared her throat.”My name is Octavia. Octavia Melody. You’re Spirit right?” I nodded. “What’s your Surname?” she asked.

“I….I don’t have one,” I answered. Octavia, just as I expected, looked surprised. “How about we get moving? We can walk and talk on the way.” I proposed.

“God idea.” Octavia agreed. “It would get awkward just standing here.” then she turned and started walking down the street. I followed her lead. “So about your relation with the princesses.”

“R-right. Well, I don’t know how much you already know. It’s been a little over six months now since I met Celestia.” I chuckled at the memory. “Funny, a hospital isn’t really a good place to meet somepony for the first time.” I was going to continue, but I was interrupted.

“A hospital?” Octavia asked.

“Yes. I woke up about six months ago in the hospital here with amnesia.” I explained.

“How bad?” she asked. I yawned again.

“No memory of personal life events before that morning and still don’t remember,” I answered.

Octavia stopped in front of a huge house, practically a mansion, and turned to face me. “I’m sorry to hear that. I’m sure your family was devastated to hear that.

That sentence hit me pretty deeply. I’ve cried over my feelings of loneliness in the past, but I’ve never thought of how they would feel. “If they could see me now, it’s not like they would recognize me anyway. They would probably freak out about a talking pony like any other sane human would.” I thought. I shook my head.

“What? What do you mean no?” Octavia asked.

“Don’t know who they are. No memory of them.” I told her. Upon hearing this, Octavia tilted her head down.

“O-oh, sorry to hear that.” she apologized.

“It’s alright.” I lied.

“How about we head on inside?” she proposed. I yawned, too tired to answer properly. I didn’t see where she pulled her key out of, but she proceeded to fumble it into the knob and open the door. Upon entering, Octavia yelled, “Vinyl, are you home?”

“Vinyl?” I asked.

“Vinyl is my mare friend. She lives here with me, but it would appear she’s already left for work.” Octavia explained. “Come on, the kitchen’s this way.”

I followed her to her kitchen, which was huge, just like all the other rooms I passed to get there. All the cooking fixtures such as the over, fridge and cabinets lined the walls. Jin the middle of the room was an island surrounded by chairs. When Octavia gestured to one of the chairs, I took a seat. The cushion sunk under me, but it was comfortable as hell. A few minutes later, I was ready to drop dead.

“Here you are, Spirit,” Octavia said, placing the now filled teacup next to me and taking a seat next to me. I was able to smell it immediately. It was a pleasant smell of mixed herbs and my mouth started to water.

“Thank you,” I said, taking the cup in my magic and taking a sip. It was delicious, not as great as the tea Silent makes at her cafe though. “So, if I remember correctly, you said you performed for Celestia and Luna right?”

“Yes,” she confirmed. “I compose music.”

“Ooo, that sounds interesting. What kind of music?” I question, my ears perked on their own.

“I compose classical and orchestra,” she answered.

“Sounds quite enjoyable. Maybe one day I will try my hoof at composing music. With my memory missing, I might have a forgotten talent for it.” as I said that, I saw Octavia's eyes shift down for a moment before looking back up at my face.

“Spirit, I’m not sure what your cutie mark means but I’m pretty sure it isn’t music related.” she reminded me.

“You’re right, it’s not. I have the ability to command, manipulate, and bend magic to do just about anything I want.” I explained, not seeing any harm in telling her that much. I looked at the sun through the wall-sized windows. “I’m going to have to go soon, but I think I have to time for…..two more questions. Choose wisely.” I expected her to at least look a little pressured by that, but she wasn’t.

“Alright, I understand. Earlier, I noticed that you called the princesses by just their names. How close are you to them?” she asked, Impressing me with how boldly she asked it. I chuckled.

“Well, Celestia has taken me under her wing since we first met. She’s basically a mother to me now that I think about it. As for Luna, she’s helped guide me through a lot of my struggles, so she’s like an aunt to me.” I answered. “Your next question?” I asked, taking another sip of tea.

“Where can I find you again?” she asked. Then, I knew why she was so confident.

“Well, I did say that Celestia took me under her wing, but I’m moving out. I just recently had a home constructed in Ponyville. I’m officially going to start living there later today.” I answered. “Well, that’s two questions. I better get going if I want to make it back in time. Thanks for the tea, it was nice to make your acquaintance.” I finished. Getting up, I levitated my teacup next to the kitchen sink. Lighting up my horn, I executed a long distance teleportation spell.

Author's Note

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