Look Inside Your Heart Part One.

Chapter 15: Mustering Troops. (P.O.V. Switch, Cress.")

As we finished reconstruction Luna was lowering the moon beyond the horizon, and Celestia thought that it was time to raise the sun. For some strange reason the sun's warmth was nonexistant. "Something doesn't feel right,"

"Of course it doesn't." Monarch's monotone did nothing to ease my suspisions. "Look,"

"Not again," Luna was wide eyed.

"What in Hades is that?" As my eyes adjust I see something I fear I shouldn't.

"The sun is dimming, I've seen this before, one-thousand years ago, the sun dimmed to the one we say yesterday, and now to this one."

"What does that mean?"

"Whenever Celes gets angry, really angry, she gets hot under the collar, and she's the sun goddess, so,"

"Put two and two together, and she equals the sun's fury."

"Yes, that's exactly why it isn't good to piss her off,"

"So if she is the sun's fury, what is Luna?"

"The moon's vigilence, it's why she finds the lives of others fascinating."

"Interesting, but how do we fix the sun."

"We can't, all we can do is hope I can keep my temper in check." Celestia flicked her bangs setting them drifting in the wind. Her innocent smile was somehow comforting. "I apologize for what you had to do Cressendo, and I am very sorry for treating you like an enemy Monarch, when you should be treated like family."

"You mean," Luna was shocked and wide eyed.

"You love me, you really love me." Monarch was suddenly wrapped around Celestia and lifted her into the air. "I'm so happy."

"Monarch," Celestia seemed annoyed.

"Oh, sorry." Monarch set her down and looked back at Luna who was giggling. I couldn't help but laugh either. Wiping the tears out of my eyes, wondering if Scoot would find, wait where is she.

"Sorry to interrupt this touching moment, but where is my daughter?"

===============(P.O.V. Switch, Scootaloo.)=========================

My head hurts, where am I, where's Cress. "Cress, Dad!?" I sat up in the bed, bed? What happened, last thing I remember is knocking him out. Why does my head hurt? The sun shines in through the blinds shedding a little light, I suddenly hear hoofsteps outside the door. Then I hear voices.

"She's lucky to be alive, let alone awake." A stallion said.

"Oh don't be so pessimistic, I knew she'd pull through," A white mare said as she walked in. "Good morning, my name is Felicia Redheart."

"What's so good 'bout it?" I reply sarcasticly.

"Well, you're alive, that's one thing,"

"I don't remember what happened."

"Well you punched that stallion in the face, and he went out like a light. Then about half an hour later, you collapsed, doctor says it was a heart attack. Such a pity for your little heart to go through so much."

"Where is he, Where's my Dad?"

"He was your father, but our records show no next of kin."

"I was adopted yesterday, unofficially."

"I see,"

"Hey, Felicia." Cress' voice was muffled through the glass window. She walked over to the window and opened it.

"Dad!" I jumped at him and out the window, he caught me and laughed. "Where were you,"

"You're lucky I was here to catch you,"

"I wouldn't have jumped out the window if you weren't."

"Likely story." He squeezed his massive wings through the window and set meback on the bed. "Are you okay Scoot."

"Yeah no big deal."

"Really, don't make me go over your head," He turns his head to Miss Redheart. "Felicia,"

"She had a heart attack."

==================(P.O.V. Switch, Cress.)==========================

"No big deal my ass," I raised my voice. "What happened?"

"I don't know." Scoot lowered her head.

"I hate working with amnesia," I clench my fist. "Was anypony else with her,"

"I was," Felicia placed her hand on my shoulder.

"Tell me what happened,"

"Well, okay."

==================(P.O.V. Switch, Felicia.)======================

Eight hours earlier.

Scootaloo had just knocked Cress out cold, I made sure to get him some ice and a warm bed, we waited for thirty minutes. We sat by his side the whole time, until Cress sat up, and payed us no attention. When we tried to find out what was wrong he just stared at us, like something from a nightmare. His eyes spewed fire and his mouth peeled back, like a spider's letting out fangs and this deep grumbliing sound that chased chills down my spine.

I turn my head slightly to find her clutching her chest and hyperventilating. My hand trembling I reach for something, anything to defend myself. That thing turned it's head to look at her and roared coating her face in saliva. Her eyes closed and she fell limp.

The monster's fangs slowly returned into it's mouth, and it's mouth reformed. It turned and lunged at a passing nurse ripping her to shreds, blood soaked the walls and ponies paralyzed with fear. Letting out a powerful screech it went off chasing screaming ponies.

I quickly went to work to resuscitate her, after three grueling minutes of sweating I got her heart beating and brought her back, she was unconcious but alive. I pesonally carried her downstairs and layed her down. After making sure she was stable, I went to work helping the other patients.

===============(P.O.V. Switch, Cress.)=============================

Her story was truly one from nightmares, my nightmares. I used to have that nightmare about my father and the monster he was. I could tell I was wearing my heart on my sleeve, I was tackled by both of them each brought to tears and trembling from the terrible memory, I soon was brought to tears knowing that I had given them this image. "I'm sorry, It's all my fault."

"I was so scared," Felicia was bawling.

"I don't care, I'm just glad you came back."

"Don't wannna spoil the family moment but, it's time," Monarch was leaning in the doorway. "You bringin' the kid?"

"No, I don't think that's a good idea."

"You just got back, if you go I go," Scoot was squeezing me tighter. "Period."

"It's not safe where I'm going."

"I don't care, nothing trumps experience," She yelled. She reminded me so much of myself, and she was right, but I didn't want her to get hurt, I didn't want anypony to get hurt, but why, so many lives lost, so much blood spilt, so much pain, why, why, why did all this happen to me and those I care about! Why can't I stop shaking, I can't save them all, so why do I want to try so badly?

"Fine, you can come," Her eyes lit up and her quivering lips forced a smile.

"If she goes, I go too, I have a feeling that you'll need my expertice, besides we can't let Scootaloo have another heart attack."

"Good, we're set, c'mon." Monarch's tone grew impatient as he turned and left.

"Are you sure you want to come, I don't know what's gonna happen." They exchanged glances and smiles.

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Okay just promise me one thing, you'll stay with me at all times, I don't want either of you to get even a scratch." They nodded giving me their answer. "Good." So much pain, so much suffering, so much love...