"BLACKBURNER!!" The Old One shouter, slamming a fist on his throne. A few seconds, and he smiled as the Alicorn walked in. The man leaned back, satisfied. "On time, my friend!" He said happily. He was the only human left on this planet.

"Yes, my Fuhrer?" Blackburner said, bowing. The Alicorn was red & black, a trait shamed in his realm. But he's quite powerful, and a good choice for this particular mission.

"As you know, Bloodletter Blackburner, I am here to redeem myself, because rotting in hell is not my idea of a fun time! And so, I am being a leader. You see, there's a pretty big fucking problem over the Wastelands in Equestria." Blackburner stood, nodding at his statement. There was always a problem over there. "And so, I'm sending you there."

Blackburner bowed. "In all due respect sir, but could you tell me about this problem? I cannot solve a problem I was never taught about."

The man swore and snapped his fingers. "Thank you! Augh, curse you memory! Anyways, a Princess has return only a little pissy after a millenia's imprisonment in the moon, and found an artifact, or is just....finding it again, whatever. Although she would've murdered everybody in her way beforehand, she certainly wants to now, but is weak! And so, you're being sent to take care of her. Try not to kill her, but if you have no choice, do not hold back. The artifact is called the Nightmare's Moon. Destroy it, or bring it back. Doesn't really matter, just choose whatever's convenient. Now go. Sorry for the short notice, but you know me."

Blackburner left, raising a hoof in the kingdom's salute; out to his side, balled. "Goodbye, my fuhrer." And he is gone. He begins jogging to his room, closing the door behind him. Is is fairly furnished, not over the top or Spartan. He likes comfort and simplicity, not one or the other. He throws on his robes. The jacket is partially ethereal, sitting still in the air. It flows with his movement, something he likes. Underneath is a leather breastplate and steel shoes. His headwear is an old top hat, shortened a bit to be more suitable for combat. He puts it on, along with a necklace of ten red beads. He then looks at one of the walls, this one with a long curved sword with a long hilt (1 ft) on a proper stand. Using his magic, he gently lifts it off, and brings it close, smoothing a hoof over it. Its scratched flat and chipped blade make it look as old as it is, the runes still glowing their blood red in his magic. "I will finally be able to use you....." Attaching it to his side. He leaves his room, already setting out, with little more than what he has on him.

Meanwhile, Twilight was organizing the town's militia. There was no big threat to face, but they were quite disorganized, and she was ending that. Their General bowed curtly to her. "Miss Sparkle!" He trusted her as she was the Princess's student. She was smart, especially for her age. "General Artorias the 10th of the Everfree Watchers reporting for duty!"

Twilight smiled. Ah, yes. They were quite large, and were not limited to Ponyville. Their purpose was to keep watch on the Everfree Forest's many beasts and other creatures, and as such had many outposts along its edge. She was greatly honored that they trusted her. Apart from their obvious duty, they were quite disorganized, and needed her help. "Hello, Captain! So, my first step in restoring the Watchers is to revive the messengers! Keeping the outposts in constant communication will go a long way to restoring your guild!"

Artorias smiled. This was a great idea. "We have unicorns who can teleport small objects. Perhaps we just teleport the letters inside the Captain's offices?" Twilight nodded, and he left to give orders. She smiled again, and turned to see Spike attempting to flirt with a female Watcher. She was smiling warmly, clearly finding it adorable. Twilight trotted up to him.

"Spike?" She asked and he jumped a few centimeters, letting out a girlish squeak in surprise. The Watcher patted him on the head and left, leaving a note for him. He was blushing in shame.

"T-Twilight! You startled me!" He exclaimed, reading over the note. He went silent. "She wants to have a coffee at the cafe!!" He shouted, prancing in a circle on the spot, pumping his arms into the air. "Oh, sorry Twilight..." He said sheepishly, stopping immediately. "What do you want?"

Twilight rubbed his head with a hoof, the drake leaning into the touch slightly. "Oh, I just felt that we coul-" She began, but was interrupted by a pink blur crashing into her, the two ponies rolling a bit before stopping. Twilight blinked away the stars, eyes widening in surprise at the pink pony an inch from her face. "Uh....hello?" She said, smiling uncomfortably.

"HYA!!! I'MPINKIEPIE, BUTMYFRIENDSCALLMEPINKE!!! HOWAREYOUDOING, WHOAREYOU, ANDDOYOUWANNABEFRIENDS???!!!" She said in one breath. Twilight caught enough of that to get what to say, the pony on her looking like she was going to explode at any second.

"I'm Twilight Sparkle, student of Princess Celestia, Pinkie Pie, and sure, I'll be your friend. Just...get off me, please?" Pinkie gave her the most girly shriek of happiness she's ever heard and run away, gone in a flash. Twilight laid there, breathless for a few seconds, before standing slowly. As soon as she had gathered herself, she ran away, running into her treehouse home and slamming the door shut. She relaxed, and let Spike in. Spike went to take a nap.

She wandered around the library. There were a lot of books, not quite as many as she had in Canterlot, but she recognized none of them! Her horn lit up, and she began levitating the books scattered on the floor and other surfaces, placing them in the bookshelves. One particular book caught on a quite worn table, partially lifting a small panel. She opened it fully, putting the books down. In it was a tome. She lifted it up to read it, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. She placed the tome on top of a bookshelf and answered it.

"Greetings darling! I'm Rarity! A pony as prestigious as you deserves a dress from Ponyville's most chique and magnifique tailor!" She said. She had white fur, with a curled purple mane. Her cutie mark is three blue diamonds with a few twinkles. Twilight had no reason to refuse, and so she nodded.

Author's Note

Sorry if it's fast-pace, I need to put my thoughts down!

I'll try to update this every few days!

And please comment your thoughts on the story so far!