Prologue

"Ponies, I regret to inform you that I do not know where the Celstial Spark was sent. I regret to inform you that we do not have the means of locating or even reaching it. But that can and will change. With your help, we can construct a vessel capable of reaching the stars. Capable of fixing, my folly." Celestia's voice reach out to the Ponies in front of her. It was a sea of mixed emotions. There were those who expressed anger at her lack of method. There were those who looked shocked at the impossibility of her statement. There were those who looked like life was being restored to those being and the hope of a brighter day for their foals was finally within reach. And, there were those who were planning. Running the numbers over and over in their processors until the equations broke down completely.

"You have a question?" Celestia asked a Tan Mare who's hoof shot up.

"Yes, up, where would we find the materials necessary to create such a vessel?" The mare asked, pushing the rust covered spectacles up her snout.

"I do not have any one resource. I plan to reuse the chassis of a derelict freight liner and repurpose it for Extra planetary travel. Another hoof raise. The same mare.

"The hull of a water vessel and the hull of a shuttle are very different. How do you plan to keep it pressurized?" She asked again.

"Extra plating and the heat shield. Any pony else?" Several more ponies raised their hooves. Pointing to a Black hoof, she prepared for any and all questions.

"The Energon, how much do you actually have?" He asked.

"Not enough." The next pony was a green Pegasus.

"Let's be honest here, no pony is crazy enough to follow The pony who destroyed our planet to begin with?!" One of the still bitter mares. She can handle this.

"I know what I did was wrong. I see that now. No pony could have anticipated the fallout. All we can do it try and bring it back. If I could, I would do this by myself. But I have neither the capability, nor the Energon to do it by myself. So please, set your anger aside for now. You my do what you want with my after life has been returned to our home." That shut her up. The torrent of questions continued out of order, much to the dismay of Celestia's processor.

"What are we asking, I wasn't listening." A grey mare in the back asked.

"Listen harder."

"How many ponies are you taking with you?" A grey colt pushed his way to the front. He had a major look of worry on his face.

"As many as possible."

"What will you do once we get the Celestial Spark?" A changling questioned.

"I hope that our two factions, how ever small they may be, can put our differences aside and push forwards as United allies. Not enemies." The changling seemed to like this answer.

"Clearly I followed the wrong bug." He remarked.

"How do you deal?" A random Stallion from the side she couldn't make out to save her life asked.

"Please explain." She asked confused.

"How do you deal? It's a pretty simple question."

"No it isn't, and as it isn't a question any pony understands, I've elected to ignore it." Celestia scanned the crowd for any hooves left. None remained. "This plan will require all of us to do our parts. Thank you for hearing me out. The most Mechanical literate, please join me. The rest of you, start gathering all the scrap you can." Celestia walked off behind the rusted stage with those she called upon behind her. Here they will spend Ironing out the blue prints for their Ark.

Author's Note

Yeah, short one. Let me know what you think of the series. Whether I should continue or not. I rather enjoy hearing from my readers.