Blueblood was led to a dark, dank cell in the dungeon where the guard tried to shove him in, failing spectacularly.

"...?" The teenage colt just raised an eyebrow at him before walking inside, the door closing rather quickly behind him. He looked around the cell and tried not to let his disgust at the filthy conditions show. It wasn't so much the ramshackle bed and hard floor as it was the smell from the corner of the room, a dirty hole the clear culprit.

"Considering that a clean cell is one spell away, this is just a cruel place to hold prisoners." He says to the guard clearly trying to ignore him.

"I mean really," Blue takes off his suit, laying it on the bed and sitting on it, "Even my father could perform the necessary spell, and his magical capabilities are abysmal."

The guard seemed unable to tune him out, his tail flicking in agitation. Even this small reaction satisfying the teen, who laid back and closed his eyes, managing to nod off.

Meanwhile, elsewhere:

Twilight Sparkle was sitting in her tower, reviewing possible candidates once again. Spike was curled up in the roaring fireplace, taking what was probably his third nap of the day.

The filly found herself drawn to the same file as always, a faint blush she tried in vain to banish adorning her cheeks as she opened it up again. Of all the candidates, they had the strongest connection to Him. They were headstrong, powerful, and refused to give up in any situation. The only problem was her emotions. She couldn't allow them to affect her decision, which was the reason she hadn't made it yet.

But they were undoubtedly the best candidate. So why hadn't she chosen them yet?

Twilight groaned, facehoofing the table and disturbing Spike, who yawned and stretched, "Hmm? Did you make a decision yet?

"No Spike, I hav…buck it. Yes I have." She says, a sudden feeling of confidence filling her. They were the best choice, there was no denying it.

"Finally!" The drake says, climbing out of the fire, "Are we gonna go pick him up?"

"Yes we are. There is no time to waste." Twilight threw her cape around her shoulders. It looked as if it was cut right out of the night sky, stars twinkling along its surface. But it seemed out of place to most ponies in this era, their views changing as technology started to replace the tried and true magic they had relied on for so long.

Spike climbed up on her back easily, "Let's go get your crush~"

"He's not my crush!" His caretaker yelled, blushing harder as they teleported, tiny whisps of shadow wafting up from where they were standing.

They reappear outside the dungeons, Twilight striding in past the guards, who made no move to stop her. Celestia had made it clear that her protege had the Alicorn's blessing to go where she wished about the castle.

In the dark, dingy environment of the dungeons Twilight almost seemed to disappear. She'd always been able to do this, disappear into the shadows. She had many theories as to why, but nothing concrete.

She didn't dwell on such things however, she had a mission here.

Blueblood's ear flicked as he heard approaching hoofsteps, assuming it to be a guard change.

"Open this cell. I must speak with him." A female voice commands.

"But I have strict orders not to-"

"My word is that of the Princess'. Open this cell."

"Y-yes ma'am!" The guard replies in a shaky voice, unlocking the cell.

"Thank you. That will be all." She strides inside.

"B-but Ma'am-!"

"I said that will be all. You are dismissed, guardsmen."

The stallion says nothing to this, trotting away and telling himself he wasn't afraid.

Blueblood stood up, offering a bow that the filly returned, "Lady Sparkle, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I have need of you Sir Blueblood. You and your skills."

"And your butt!" Spike says, "She loves it!"

"Spike!" Twilight hisses, blushing.

"*Ahem,*" He clears his throat, getting their attention, "As...flattering, as that is, I'm afraid I must decline."

"Bu-!"

The colt held up a hoof, "I'm sorry, but I already have a task I must complete. I have no time for diversions, whatever they may be."

Twilight said nothing as he sat back down on the bed, closing his eyes.

"Come on Twi, let's just go." Spike urges.

".......I believe you are a direct descendant of the Burning Light. I need your help to find him again. To bring him back."

Blueblood was silent, thinking, ".....and what if he doesn't want to come back?"

"Then we'll make him. A dark age is coming for Equestria, one fraught with peril. We cannot survive it without him." Twilight says every word with complete conviction.

"No one can make him do anything. If he left it was for a reason."

"Even if that's true, we have to try. Without him we can't possibly face…" She looks around, as if into the shadows, before whispering, "Grogar."

A shiver went up the colt's spine, also looking about the cell, "That's impossible! The Burning Light obliterated him! Destroyed the Demon's Bell!"

"Quiet!" She silences him harshly, looking nervous, "Names are powerful! Do not speak them so freely!"

Blueblood nods in understanding after a moment of silence, "If what you say is true, if I am His descendant, then how do we find him."

"Your magic. It will be connected to his, we can use the connection to find him."

"And Auntie? Does she support this endeavor?"

Twilight turned away, growling, ".....she believes it to be a fool's errand. She forbade me from pursuing this."

"Yet you defy her?"

"Yes! I know I am right! They aren't just dreams!" She almost shouts, losing herself a bit.

Blueblood took a step back in shock, not sure what to say.

".....I have visions in my sleep. Visions of the future. They aren't just dreams…"

"....what do you see?" He asks gently, stepping closer.

"Death. Destruction. Darkness... darkness so complete that light isn't even an idea." She shudders, tears slipping from her eyes as Spike hugs her, "I see...I see Celestia at the hooves of some...monster. Dead or dying...everypony I know...gone…"

She feels a comforting hoof on her shoulder, looking up to see Blueblood, "I will help you Lady Sparkle. We will not allow this future to come to pass."

More tears well up as she hugs him suddenly, sobbing into his chest, "Thank you...thank you for believing me…"

Unsure what to do, the colt hugged her back gently, "Worry not Lady Sparkle...worry not…"

Author's Note

I am so sorry for the wait my friends, but I finally finished the chapter! I hope you enjoy it!