Legends Rebornby Frostfang18ChaptersThe InterludeMeeting NebulaA Royal CallingAuthor's note and explanationThe InterludeChapter 1 The Interlude Author's note: Hi there. My name is Skyler or as I'm known now, Spurspark. I've come to the decision to retell my story for anyone interested. Now where to begin.......hmmmmm...... OH, I know, I'll start by letting everyone know exactly what my deal is. Well to start I'm a pony now - a unicorn to be exact - but we'll discuss that further and in greater detail a little bit later. I used to be a human though with a girlfriend and everything, you know, the whole "sh-bang" but I guess eventually my time came. Although it decided to come in the form of a brutal hurricane. The hurricane brought the house down on top of me and my girlfriend, ending our lives before we even knew what was going on. Next thing I knew I was a unicorn colt growing up in Ponyville. My pony self has a few specific quirks that I suppose I'll mention, first of all I have a perfect recollection of my entire life as a human. Secondly, I don't have much of a tail anymore. Why? Well when I first utilized the...ahem.. "explosive" side of my magic, I blew my tail to kingdom come and now my tail is simply a white tuft of hair coming out of my posterior. Thirdly and I suppose finally, I'm a descendent of the infamous Rarity, but why is that a big deal? Well I'll explain. See when I was human my friends and I all had what we called, Personality Ponies. Mine being Rarity because I'm a generous soul like her but I can still have my fits of selfishness and vanity. So personally it's a big deal to be related to her as a pony. Though I digress, I suppose I should dive into the real story here shouldn't I? Well then here we go! Walking through the forest had never been such a pain, I could only think of how idiotic I was for doing my friend a favor. DJ-3JU (a descendent of DJ-PON3 or Vinyl Scratch as some knew her, and also a friend from my human life although he doesn't know that) had asked me to go and shape some records for him, and why did I have to do it? I blame my magic simply because it is suited for the job and I'm the only one who can. My magic is quite literally explosive, so I'll find a rock, blow it to pieces and then I'll find a good chuck and shape it into a record and then take them back to DJ-3JU for him to "soften" and then carve the music into. I gathered about twelve record rocks and decided to make my way back through the Everfree Forest. Normally this would scare any and everypony but the forest wasn't dangerous anymore, it was a wasteland. "Stupid war. . ." I slid through my teeth. "If only the Elements of Harmony could have been used. . . then Princess Celestia wouldn't have had to sacrifice herself to purify the evil that had come seeking to take over Equestria. . ." I couldn't help but ponder as I walked, what would happen if evil surfaced again? The past keepers of the Elements were long gone, and nopony has been able to even get near the Elements since the keepers passed. The only thing on my mind was, were the powers of the Elements of Harmony forever lost to Equestria? DJ-3JU was waiting outside the forest for me to return and I got the familiar tingle in my horn informing me that he was a friend from my human life. He looked exactly like DJ-PON3 with a white coat, bright scarlet eyes, and electric blue hair though his hair is longer and wavier. Even the infamous DJ shades that got passed down through the generations, and on his flank was his cutie mark, a Dal Sengo. His name on Earth was Emmett and he was one of my best buds. We always talked about video games, music, and overall just always had something to discuss and talk about. Like all my other friends from earth, I missed him so much. Until I found his pony self here in Equestria. "DUDE awesome you got the records for me! How did you know I needed exactly twelve?" He inquired. I couldn't help but notice what a coincidence that was. "Um, I didn't. I just started blasting rocks and decided twelve should be good, but I am glad I don't have to go back for more." "Yah man," He continued. "Well, I guess you just know me too well! Either that or you just happened to notice that I needed twelve more records to hit a thousand." WAIT! I thought to myself. How is that possible? He was only twelve away on Earth when I passed away! I guess it's just a coincidence. His pony self must simply be living a pony life akin to Emmett's human life. At that point I could only help but reflect on everything I had lost, and although I had gained so much more, the pain still lingered, weighing heavily on my heart. "Yo bro are you okay?" Snapping back into reality, I realized DJ had pulled his shades down the bridge of his nose and was looking me over with his scarlet eyes. "Oh, yah man it's just. . . old memories, you know how it is, just zoning out and letting your mind run free." I gave him a big fake smile but he luckily didn't notice the false aspect of it. "Yah I get it, just making sure you're alright. You looked to be in pain, but you said you're okay and I'll take your word for it." He proclaimed with a big grin. "What would I do if my record maker wasn't available?" "Panic, cry and uselessly attempt to find someone even potentially as useful as me." I slyly replied. "Am I close?" He stood there embarrassed and said "Honestly, . . You're probably dead on the mark there. . ." I couldn't help but grin with triumph. As cocky as it was I always enjoyed getting the better of my friends. "Anyways, lets get going. I wanna see you make music!" He nodded and we started walking. Meeting NebulaChapter 2 Meeting Nebula DJ-3JU's house was the same as it always was. Organized beyond belief and loud enough to wake a filly sleeping in Canterlot. He had walls upon walls, filled to the absolute limit with records. At least 15 sets of headphones were hanging on the wall behind his turntables. I couldn't help the fact that my jaw hit the floor. Every time I went to DJ's home, there was more stuff to fascinate me. His residence was simply awe-inspiring and I loved it. Finally coming to my senses I proclaimed. "OKAY! Can you make music now?" DJ turned and grinned, his scarlet eyes showing through his shades. "I don't see why you get so excited about it, you've seen me do it at least 30 times." "I know but regardless of what anypony says, completely altering the material composition of an object is waaaay too cool to avoid watching!" I pleaded. DJ lifted his shades and shot me a questioning look. "PLEEEEAAASE!" I couldn't help but lay down and clap my hooves together in the most pathetic attempt at begging I had ever exhibited. A massive smile broke out on his face. "Okay, okay. I'll make music in your presence, but only because you asked so nicely." I glared at DJ, his obvious sarcasm was not entertaining in the slightest. Maintaining his smile, he pointed a hoof at the couch in his room. "You may want to sit down for this." I took DJ's advice and planted my rump firmly on his couch, waiting patiently for him to begin his process. Stepping into the middle of the spotless living room, DJ pulled his shades back down over his eyes. "Okay, let's get this party started!" A dark blue aura surrounded his horn, and the room dimmed. The record rocks I had shaped for him began to levitate, glowing with the same color aura that surrounded DJ's horn. The records began to change color, shifting from a rugged grey to a smooth black. He completely reformatted what the records were made of, morphing from stone to plastic. My eyes grew to the size of watermelons as I watched in wonder, once again my jaw moving to greet the floor. The second and most important phase of the record creation began, DJ-3JU started carving the grooves into the vinyl. He did this by imagining what he wanted the music to sound like, his magic then took over and imprinted that music into the glossy black surface. His process completed, he placed the records in a neat stack by his turntables, ready for a test drive. "WHOO! I love making music!" He screamed. "Let's see what we got!" I flew out of my seat in anticipation, ready to party. DJ and I proceeded to rock out all night long, testing each album and having a good time. I couldn't help but have a headache when I awoke the next morning. "Ugh. As much as I love partying with DJ, the side effects always suck." I pouted. "Well what should I do today? Hmmmm. OH I KNOW! I'LL GO SEE NEBULA, I HAVEN'T SEEN HER IN AGES!" With an objective in mind I gave my goodbyes to DJ, who was still curled up behind his turntables and I took off. It only took me about 3 minutes to reach Nebula's show dome. A massive construct easily 50 feet high, her home needed to be as big as it was due to her job. Nebula was a unicorn just like me though of course she was female. I knocked my hoof on her door, hoping she was home. I heard a voice echo through the dome. "The show is every night at 9:45 PM, come back later!" I smiled and called back. "Oh come on Nebs, don't I get an advanced showing? I thought we were friends!" "OH MY GOSH!" The door swung inwards and I was tackled by a black and silver streak. "SPURSPARK I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN SO LONG!" "Nebs......kinda can't.. breathe..." I wheezed. "OH, shoot! Sorry Spurspark." she apologized. She climbed off of me and helped me back up onto my hooves. Nebula was a petit pony, she had a black and silver holographic coat shimmering differently from every point of view. Her coat was accompanied by a long flowing navy blue mane and tail. The tail hovering only a few inches from the ground, while her mane reached to the center of her forelegs. On her flank lay her cutie mark, an arrangement of silver stars; the big dipper to be more specific. My horn started to tingle the way it did when I met the pony equivalent to a friend from my human life. Ashley was a good friend back on earth, she always had some crazy thought on her mind. Thanks to her random personality it was never a dull moment talking or hanging out with her. Although like all the other times I hung out with the pony sides of human friends, the memories that resurfaced always brought with them a pain I would much rather be without. I was jolted back to reality by a prod of her hoof. I couldn't help but grin at her, she was so energetic it was easy to share her mood. "I decided I should come and say hi. It's been far too long, How are the constellation shows going?" I inquired. "Well we can discuss that inside, come on follow me!" She smiled and spun towards the doorway, I followed behind her closing the door on our way into the house. The interior of the dome was exactly as one would imagine, big, round, and silver. Although it did have a single platform smack dab in the middle of the enormous room. Once Nebula and I both had our hooves firmly planted on the platform she elevated it to the living quarters above. While I proceeded to sit on the couch Nebula brought a pitcher of water, two cups, and two straws placing it all on the table in front of the couch. She sat down herself and proceeded to answer my previous question. "The shows are going really well, thank you for asking. Everypony has a good time watching the constellations and I love constructing and directing the shows because it makes all the ponies happy." A big smile encompassed her face. Finishing the glass of water Nebula had given me, my headache reemerged. "Ouch, ugh. Hey Nebs, my head is killing me. I suppose that's what I get for partying all night with DJ-3JU, is it cool if a borrow a bed and take a nap?" She looked me over with concern before replying. "Yah definitely, the hallway to the right, second door on the left. Go lay down and get some rest, I'll wake you when the show is going to start." "Thanks Nebs, this means a lot." I gave her a nod and made my way to the bed to sleep off my headache. Curling up on the bed and pulling a blanket over me I passed out within seconds. I awoke to being violently shaken by Nebula. "Okay, okay! I'm awake!" I pleaded. She stopped shaking me and stepped away. "You are impossible to wake, how's your head?" It took me a moment to get my bearing and reply. "My headache thankfully is gone. Did I sleep through your show?" "No but you will if you don't get a move on. So let's get to it!" She commanded before marching us both out the door. Nebula gave me the best seat in the house. During her shows the ponies would lay on special platforms and strap themselves in to avoid slipping off. The platforms would then rise a little and would spin and pivot during the show in order to give everypony a perfect view of the constellations. Once we were all strapped in Nebula gave her opening speech. "Is everypony ready to experience the magic of the universe? Are we all ready to become entranced by the majestic stars as they fly through space, shining brighter than even the sun?" A unanimous cheer echoed through the dome. "Well then I guess It's time to take the journey that you all came for. Onwards to the adventure of a lifetime!" With that closing statement Nebula began. A silver glow coated her horn and she sucked all of the light out of the dome, replacing it with pitch black darkness. The real show then began, constellations built right from Nebula's memory and true to her name, they were all flawless in their display. Many noteworthy constellations were shown such as the Ursa major and minor, Orion's saddle though I knew it as Orion's belt on earth. Nebs went through all the astrological birth signs, Scorpio, Taurus, Sagittarius, etc. She ended her show with a small bit of immature yet effective comedy, showing the little dipper and then finally the big dipper. Upon showing the big dipper she exclaimed "OOPS! That is a personal photo! Hahaha sorry everypony!" Laughter of varying degrees rippled through the crowd, and with that the show was completed. Nebula filled the dome back up with light and gave her closing statement. "Thank you everypony for embarking on this adventure with me and I hope you enjoyed watching the constellations as much as I enjoyed showing them to you. My name is Nebula and once again I thank you for coming!" I caught Nebula's attention, waved a hoof goodbye and started on my way home. As I walked I came to realize that I hadn't given any sort of personal opinion on the show, after a small bit of thought I softly spoke. "That was magical." A Royal CallingChapter 3 A Royal Calling Staring at the ceiling after waking up early in the morning after a great night and a flawless sleep, was quite possibly the single most satisfying thing in the world. I recounted last night's events. The show was nothing short of astonishing, and seeing Nebula was never anything but exciting. Though I definitely needed to hang out with her again since I slept through most of the visit last night. Rolling out of bed I playfully asked myself a question. "So Spurspark. What are you going to accomplish today?" As my personal question sought an answer while bouncing around inside my mind I took care of a few basic chores in my lakeside stone-barn. My stone-barn being exactly what it sounds like. A barn constructed entirely of rock, with two floors and a cellar. Stocked full of basic furniture such as my bed, coffee table, couches, etc. I proceeded to sweep the floor, and do the small amount of dishes I had built up. After finishing the dishes and putting them in their respective places, a wild yet ingenious thought arose in my head. "I'M GOING TO DECORATE!" A giddy childish laugh that I was not too proud of tore through my body as I galloped towards my storage cellar to gather paint and whatever else I decided to fool around with. Gathering blue, white, black and of course purple paints, along with an assortment of randomized brushes, I stretched out on my downstairs couch to go over my game plan. After a hard seventeen seconds of debate I came to a conclusion. The final verdict being to splatter paint on the walls until it looked pretty. Using my magic I carefully took the lids off the paint cans and laid them aside. I grabbed hold of a few brushes with my magic and was ready to go crazy, or at least that's what I thought. Until a hoof beat on my front door destroyed all current hopes and dreams. Upon opening my door I received a surprise that both excited me and brought forth the latter of two crippling fears I unfortunately possessed, one being spiders and the other being motion sickness. On my doorstep stood a white pegasus clad in armor black as a nightmare, emblazoned with the current royal crest, an eclipse. I asked the pegasus the same question I always did. "The usual?" With a nod of his head my day was instantly ruined. "I'll be out shortly." I wandered back into my home to put away the paint cans and brushes. Proceeding back towards the door, I allowed myself three deep breaths to steady myself against the pain I would soon meet. I left my home, closing the door behind me and proceeded to climb into the chariot. Once I was as comfortable as possible I assured the pegasus I was ready. "Okay let's go get this over with." Unfurling his wings the pegasus flapped them once to get them going, with a second flap we ascended and following a third my motion sickness reared it's ugly head. I always did like the walk through the throne room. It was the only good part about being called to Canterlot. I always admired the stained glass windows that retold the stories of old, such as the tales of the chaos bringer Discord and the late Princess Luna's warped second identity Nightmare Moon. Though it also held a portrayal of the legendary six, all standing with their respective elements of harmony, and several windows showed Princess Celestia. I was enjoying my time looking over the art when an all too familiar voice killed my mood. "FINALLY THINE SUBJECT ARRIVES TO PAY HIS RESPECTS!" I groaned and shouted back my response. "DUDE LOSE THE CANTERLOT ROYAL SPEECH THING! YOU KNOW I DON'T FIND IT ENTERTAINING ANYMORE!" The shadows in the corner of the room morphed and developed shape, producing an alicorn I knew all too well. The ruler of Equestria was to be honest, quite a sight. With a coat blacker than the night itself, a flowing mohawk the color of blood complete with the shimmer of alicorn manes, and eight foot wings accompanied by a two foot horn. His cutie mark is what stood out the most though, an orange ring or in simpler terms, an eclipse. Though I wasn't overly impressed, I'd known him long enough and seen him enough to stop being impressed, although I will admit I gushed a little when I first saw him. "Well geez Sparky don't get so worked up by it, I'm just trying to entertain myself a little bit." I rolled my eyes at him and gave him a classic snide remark. "Whatever Dusk, what is it this time? Who am I looking out for? I thought everyone had a pony duplicate. Who did you not tell me about?" King Dusk was the one who originally gave me the ability to identify friends from my past life, or at least their pony counterparts. Dusk himself was in fact one of those friends and like me he retained his memories of his human life. Though he has been in Equestria much longer than I have. Dusk used to be a regular pegasus pony by the name of Ink who like me had left earth in death and was reborn into Equestria though he somehow arrived a hundred plus years ahead of me. During his time in Ponyville he grew to become Princess Luna's number one guard, and also her mate. When Luna's body began to give out from the strain of caring for all of Equestria she poured the remainder of her magic into Ink. Transforming him into Dusk the alicorn, who Luna then dubbed Supreme King of all Equestria, trusting him to rule Equestria better than her or Celestia. When he was human, Dusk was a very close friend of mine named Connor, a short and skinny guy with a heart the size of the moon. I always found it kind of hilarious how on Earth he was the smallest out of all my friends, and now as an alicorn he dwarfed everypony. Connor was the kinda guy who was always willing to lend a helping hand when his friends needed him, and that is personally what I liked most about him. I continued to question him. "Or did you perhaps call me up here to talk? Which I highly doubt to be the case." Returning my gaze he began his reply. "Um. Well. Darn how do I put this? Well I guess to put it simply. The trouble maker is here. I'm sure you know who I'm talking about." Sitting down on the floor I realized there was only one possibility. "Wait a minute. you can't mean Kyle?" Dusk simply nodded his head. "Why didn't you tell me this before! If anything he's the one pony I would most want a warning about!" Dusk let out a small chuckle. "I didn't tell you because this is the first time he's ever come near Ponyville. I'm only telling you now because if I told you any sooner it would've made no difference. What is the point in knowing he has a pony counterpart if you never see him?" I didn't want to admit it but Dusk had a very good point. "You win this time, when do I get to see him?" A smile crept across Dusk's face. "Hmm. I'd guess probably about two hours. OH! By the way you'll need this!" A grey aura enveloped his horn as he pulled a necklace off his throne and placed it around my neck. Upon closer inspection though it was a pass, a backstage VIP pass to be exact. I couldn't help but be confused. "Okay, and I need this why exactly?" "You'll see Sparky, you'll see." He chided. "Whatever Dusk, I'll see you later. I have to go an address the 'problem.' Bye bye." With my farewell given, I returned to the chariot that originally brought me to Canterlot. I climbed into the chariot and began my agonizing trip back to Ponyville. During the trip home though one thought continued to plague me. Why hasn't he ever come to Ponyville before? Author's note and explanationHello to everyone who is reading or has read my story's first chapter. I'm writing this note to clear up a few confusions and issues readers seem to be having. First things first, my OC pony Spurspark has a purple coat and a white mane and tail, my mane is abit shaggy and comes down abit past my ears and to about the top of my eyes. My tail as I mentioned in the story is a white tuft due to my blowing it up with magic. Secondly my magic, Spurspark's magic pertains more to explosions and breaking than anything else that's how he was able to break the rocks and then break them further to give them a proper record shape. This is because I personally see unicorns as having a personal magic and a general magic, the general magic being the levitation and control over objects that we so often see in the show. His personal magic is as i said before based around explosions, think of the explosions as when a firework explodes. Yah it's like that. Finally his cutie mark is exactly that, a classic looking red firework with an explosion in the background. The second order of business is a few things I've placed in the story that have brought confusion. I'll start with that part where Spurspark mentioned a war. I will be explaining that further into the story, i intend to give the war explanation a full chapter of its own. Next, the little tidbits such as spaced periods and the brackets and such, firstly my friend has a successful fimfic on the site and i got him to proofread for me, and he is the one who added in the spaced periods and such, and those wont be returning in later chapters. The brackets though are my idea, and it's just how I've decided to write, if they really bother the readers that much then i will stop using them but for the time being i will keep them around to add in silly little additions and second thoughts on things. One more thing that i guess i should maybe clear up is the second oc I've added in, DJ-3JU his name is pronounced exactly how it is spelled. D, J, E, J, U although i made the E a 3 to reference DJ-PON3. Regarding 3JU's cutie mark, a Dal sengo is a very obscure mark used in music notation, it looks like this I hope any who read my story will give a chance to spread out a bit more, and I'm going to try my best to make it more enjoyable for the readers. Thank you for bearing with me through my first writing attempt, and thank you for any constructive criticism you may be willing to give during the reading.
The InterludeChapter 1 The Interlude Author's note: Hi there. My name is Skyler or as I'm known now, Spurspark. I've come to the decision to retell my story for anyone interested. Now where to begin.......hmmmmm...... OH, I know, I'll start by letting everyone know exactly what my deal is. Well to start I'm a pony now - a unicorn to be exact - but we'll discuss that further and in greater detail a little bit later. I used to be a human though with a girlfriend and everything, you know, the whole "sh-bang" but I guess eventually my time came. Although it decided to come in the form of a brutal hurricane. The hurricane brought the house down on top of me and my girlfriend, ending our lives before we even knew what was going on. Next thing I knew I was a unicorn colt growing up in Ponyville. My pony self has a few specific quirks that I suppose I'll mention, first of all I have a perfect recollection of my entire life as a human. Secondly, I don't have much of a tail anymore. Why? Well when I first utilized the...ahem.. "explosive" side of my magic, I blew my tail to kingdom come and now my tail is simply a white tuft of hair coming out of my posterior. Thirdly and I suppose finally, I'm a descendent of the infamous Rarity, but why is that a big deal? Well I'll explain. See when I was human my friends and I all had what we called, Personality Ponies. Mine being Rarity because I'm a generous soul like her but I can still have my fits of selfishness and vanity. So personally it's a big deal to be related to her as a pony. Though I digress, I suppose I should dive into the real story here shouldn't I? Well then here we go! Walking through the forest had never been such a pain, I could only think of how idiotic I was for doing my friend a favor. DJ-3JU (a descendent of DJ-PON3 or Vinyl Scratch as some knew her, and also a friend from my human life although he doesn't know that) had asked me to go and shape some records for him, and why did I have to do it? I blame my magic simply because it is suited for the job and I'm the only one who can. My magic is quite literally explosive, so I'll find a rock, blow it to pieces and then I'll find a good chuck and shape it into a record and then take them back to DJ-3JU for him to "soften" and then carve the music into. I gathered about twelve record rocks and decided to make my way back through the Everfree Forest. Normally this would scare any and everypony but the forest wasn't dangerous anymore, it was a wasteland. "Stupid war. . ." I slid through my teeth. "If only the Elements of Harmony could have been used. . . then Princess Celestia wouldn't have had to sacrifice herself to purify the evil that had come seeking to take over Equestria. . ." I couldn't help but ponder as I walked, what would happen if evil surfaced again? The past keepers of the Elements were long gone, and nopony has been able to even get near the Elements since the keepers passed. The only thing on my mind was, were the powers of the Elements of Harmony forever lost to Equestria? DJ-3JU was waiting outside the forest for me to return and I got the familiar tingle in my horn informing me that he was a friend from my human life. He looked exactly like DJ-PON3 with a white coat, bright scarlet eyes, and electric blue hair though his hair is longer and wavier. Even the infamous DJ shades that got passed down through the generations, and on his flank was his cutie mark, a Dal Sengo. His name on Earth was Emmett and he was one of my best buds. We always talked about video games, music, and overall just always had something to discuss and talk about. Like all my other friends from earth, I missed him so much. Until I found his pony self here in Equestria. "DUDE awesome you got the records for me! How did you know I needed exactly twelve?" He inquired. I couldn't help but notice what a coincidence that was. "Um, I didn't. I just started blasting rocks and decided twelve should be good, but I am glad I don't have to go back for more." "Yah man," He continued. "Well, I guess you just know me too well! Either that or you just happened to notice that I needed twelve more records to hit a thousand." WAIT! I thought to myself. How is that possible? He was only twelve away on Earth when I passed away! I guess it's just a coincidence. His pony self must simply be living a pony life akin to Emmett's human life. At that point I could only help but reflect on everything I had lost, and although I had gained so much more, the pain still lingered, weighing heavily on my heart. "Yo bro are you okay?" Snapping back into reality, I realized DJ had pulled his shades down the bridge of his nose and was looking me over with his scarlet eyes. "Oh, yah man it's just. . . old memories, you know how it is, just zoning out and letting your mind run free." I gave him a big fake smile but he luckily didn't notice the false aspect of it. "Yah I get it, just making sure you're alright. You looked to be in pain, but you said you're okay and I'll take your word for it." He proclaimed with a big grin. "What would I do if my record maker wasn't available?" "Panic, cry and uselessly attempt to find someone even potentially as useful as me." I slyly replied. "Am I close?" He stood there embarrassed and said "Honestly, . . You're probably dead on the mark there. . ." I couldn't help but grin with triumph. As cocky as it was I always enjoyed getting the better of my friends. "Anyways, lets get going. I wanna see you make music!" He nodded and we started walking.
Meeting NebulaChapter 2 Meeting Nebula DJ-3JU's house was the same as it always was. Organized beyond belief and loud enough to wake a filly sleeping in Canterlot. He had walls upon walls, filled to the absolute limit with records. At least 15 sets of headphones were hanging on the wall behind his turntables. I couldn't help the fact that my jaw hit the floor. Every time I went to DJ's home, there was more stuff to fascinate me. His residence was simply awe-inspiring and I loved it. Finally coming to my senses I proclaimed. "OKAY! Can you make music now?" DJ turned and grinned, his scarlet eyes showing through his shades. "I don't see why you get so excited about it, you've seen me do it at least 30 times." "I know but regardless of what anypony says, completely altering the material composition of an object is waaaay too cool to avoid watching!" I pleaded. DJ lifted his shades and shot me a questioning look. "PLEEEEAAASE!" I couldn't help but lay down and clap my hooves together in the most pathetic attempt at begging I had ever exhibited. A massive smile broke out on his face. "Okay, okay. I'll make music in your presence, but only because you asked so nicely." I glared at DJ, his obvious sarcasm was not entertaining in the slightest. Maintaining his smile, he pointed a hoof at the couch in his room. "You may want to sit down for this." I took DJ's advice and planted my rump firmly on his couch, waiting patiently for him to begin his process. Stepping into the middle of the spotless living room, DJ pulled his shades back down over his eyes. "Okay, let's get this party started!" A dark blue aura surrounded his horn, and the room dimmed. The record rocks I had shaped for him began to levitate, glowing with the same color aura that surrounded DJ's horn. The records began to change color, shifting from a rugged grey to a smooth black. He completely reformatted what the records were made of, morphing from stone to plastic. My eyes grew to the size of watermelons as I watched in wonder, once again my jaw moving to greet the floor. The second and most important phase of the record creation began, DJ-3JU started carving the grooves into the vinyl. He did this by imagining what he wanted the music to sound like, his magic then took over and imprinted that music into the glossy black surface. His process completed, he placed the records in a neat stack by his turntables, ready for a test drive. "WHOO! I love making music!" He screamed. "Let's see what we got!" I flew out of my seat in anticipation, ready to party. DJ and I proceeded to rock out all night long, testing each album and having a good time. I couldn't help but have a headache when I awoke the next morning. "Ugh. As much as I love partying with DJ, the side effects always suck." I pouted. "Well what should I do today? Hmmmm. OH I KNOW! I'LL GO SEE NEBULA, I HAVEN'T SEEN HER IN AGES!" With an objective in mind I gave my goodbyes to DJ, who was still curled up behind his turntables and I took off. It only took me about 3 minutes to reach Nebula's show dome. A massive construct easily 50 feet high, her home needed to be as big as it was due to her job. Nebula was a unicorn just like me though of course she was female. I knocked my hoof on her door, hoping she was home. I heard a voice echo through the dome. "The show is every night at 9:45 PM, come back later!" I smiled and called back. "Oh come on Nebs, don't I get an advanced showing? I thought we were friends!" "OH MY GOSH!" The door swung inwards and I was tackled by a black and silver streak. "SPURSPARK I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN SO LONG!" "Nebs......kinda can't.. breathe..." I wheezed. "OH, shoot! Sorry Spurspark." she apologized. She climbed off of me and helped me back up onto my hooves. Nebula was a petit pony, she had a black and silver holographic coat shimmering differently from every point of view. Her coat was accompanied by a long flowing navy blue mane and tail. The tail hovering only a few inches from the ground, while her mane reached to the center of her forelegs. On her flank lay her cutie mark, an arrangement of silver stars; the big dipper to be more specific. My horn started to tingle the way it did when I met the pony equivalent to a friend from my human life. Ashley was a good friend back on earth, she always had some crazy thought on her mind. Thanks to her random personality it was never a dull moment talking or hanging out with her. Although like all the other times I hung out with the pony sides of human friends, the memories that resurfaced always brought with them a pain I would much rather be without. I was jolted back to reality by a prod of her hoof. I couldn't help but grin at her, she was so energetic it was easy to share her mood. "I decided I should come and say hi. It's been far too long, How are the constellation shows going?" I inquired. "Well we can discuss that inside, come on follow me!" She smiled and spun towards the doorway, I followed behind her closing the door on our way into the house. The interior of the dome was exactly as one would imagine, big, round, and silver. Although it did have a single platform smack dab in the middle of the enormous room. Once Nebula and I both had our hooves firmly planted on the platform she elevated it to the living quarters above. While I proceeded to sit on the couch Nebula brought a pitcher of water, two cups, and two straws placing it all on the table in front of the couch. She sat down herself and proceeded to answer my previous question. "The shows are going really well, thank you for asking. Everypony has a good time watching the constellations and I love constructing and directing the shows because it makes all the ponies happy." A big smile encompassed her face. Finishing the glass of water Nebula had given me, my headache reemerged. "Ouch, ugh. Hey Nebs, my head is killing me. I suppose that's what I get for partying all night with DJ-3JU, is it cool if a borrow a bed and take a nap?" She looked me over with concern before replying. "Yah definitely, the hallway to the right, second door on the left. Go lay down and get some rest, I'll wake you when the show is going to start." "Thanks Nebs, this means a lot." I gave her a nod and made my way to the bed to sleep off my headache. Curling up on the bed and pulling a blanket over me I passed out within seconds. I awoke to being violently shaken by Nebula. "Okay, okay! I'm awake!" I pleaded. She stopped shaking me and stepped away. "You are impossible to wake, how's your head?" It took me a moment to get my bearing and reply. "My headache thankfully is gone. Did I sleep through your show?" "No but you will if you don't get a move on. So let's get to it!" She commanded before marching us both out the door. Nebula gave me the best seat in the house. During her shows the ponies would lay on special platforms and strap themselves in to avoid slipping off. The platforms would then rise a little and would spin and pivot during the show in order to give everypony a perfect view of the constellations. Once we were all strapped in Nebula gave her opening speech. "Is everypony ready to experience the magic of the universe? Are we all ready to become entranced by the majestic stars as they fly through space, shining brighter than even the sun?" A unanimous cheer echoed through the dome. "Well then I guess It's time to take the journey that you all came for. Onwards to the adventure of a lifetime!" With that closing statement Nebula began. A silver glow coated her horn and she sucked all of the light out of the dome, replacing it with pitch black darkness. The real show then began, constellations built right from Nebula's memory and true to her name, they were all flawless in their display. Many noteworthy constellations were shown such as the Ursa major and minor, Orion's saddle though I knew it as Orion's belt on earth. Nebs went through all the astrological birth signs, Scorpio, Taurus, Sagittarius, etc. She ended her show with a small bit of immature yet effective comedy, showing the little dipper and then finally the big dipper. Upon showing the big dipper she exclaimed "OOPS! That is a personal photo! Hahaha sorry everypony!" Laughter of varying degrees rippled through the crowd, and with that the show was completed. Nebula filled the dome back up with light and gave her closing statement. "Thank you everypony for embarking on this adventure with me and I hope you enjoyed watching the constellations as much as I enjoyed showing them to you. My name is Nebula and once again I thank you for coming!" I caught Nebula's attention, waved a hoof goodbye and started on my way home. As I walked I came to realize that I hadn't given any sort of personal opinion on the show, after a small bit of thought I softly spoke. "That was magical."
A Royal CallingChapter 3 A Royal Calling Staring at the ceiling after waking up early in the morning after a great night and a flawless sleep, was quite possibly the single most satisfying thing in the world. I recounted last night's events. The show was nothing short of astonishing, and seeing Nebula was never anything but exciting. Though I definitely needed to hang out with her again since I slept through most of the visit last night. Rolling out of bed I playfully asked myself a question. "So Spurspark. What are you going to accomplish today?" As my personal question sought an answer while bouncing around inside my mind I took care of a few basic chores in my lakeside stone-barn. My stone-barn being exactly what it sounds like. A barn constructed entirely of rock, with two floors and a cellar. Stocked full of basic furniture such as my bed, coffee table, couches, etc. I proceeded to sweep the floor, and do the small amount of dishes I had built up. After finishing the dishes and putting them in their respective places, a wild yet ingenious thought arose in my head. "I'M GOING TO DECORATE!" A giddy childish laugh that I was not too proud of tore through my body as I galloped towards my storage cellar to gather paint and whatever else I decided to fool around with. Gathering blue, white, black and of course purple paints, along with an assortment of randomized brushes, I stretched out on my downstairs couch to go over my game plan. After a hard seventeen seconds of debate I came to a conclusion. The final verdict being to splatter paint on the walls until it looked pretty. Using my magic I carefully took the lids off the paint cans and laid them aside. I grabbed hold of a few brushes with my magic and was ready to go crazy, or at least that's what I thought. Until a hoof beat on my front door destroyed all current hopes and dreams. Upon opening my door I received a surprise that both excited me and brought forth the latter of two crippling fears I unfortunately possessed, one being spiders and the other being motion sickness. On my doorstep stood a white pegasus clad in armor black as a nightmare, emblazoned with the current royal crest, an eclipse. I asked the pegasus the same question I always did. "The usual?" With a nod of his head my day was instantly ruined. "I'll be out shortly." I wandered back into my home to put away the paint cans and brushes. Proceeding back towards the door, I allowed myself three deep breaths to steady myself against the pain I would soon meet. I left my home, closing the door behind me and proceeded to climb into the chariot. Once I was as comfortable as possible I assured the pegasus I was ready. "Okay let's go get this over with." Unfurling his wings the pegasus flapped them once to get them going, with a second flap we ascended and following a third my motion sickness reared it's ugly head. I always did like the walk through the throne room. It was the only good part about being called to Canterlot. I always admired the stained glass windows that retold the stories of old, such as the tales of the chaos bringer Discord and the late Princess Luna's warped second identity Nightmare Moon. Though it also held a portrayal of the legendary six, all standing with their respective elements of harmony, and several windows showed Princess Celestia. I was enjoying my time looking over the art when an all too familiar voice killed my mood. "FINALLY THINE SUBJECT ARRIVES TO PAY HIS RESPECTS!" I groaned and shouted back my response. "DUDE LOSE THE CANTERLOT ROYAL SPEECH THING! YOU KNOW I DON'T FIND IT ENTERTAINING ANYMORE!" The shadows in the corner of the room morphed and developed shape, producing an alicorn I knew all too well. The ruler of Equestria was to be honest, quite a sight. With a coat blacker than the night itself, a flowing mohawk the color of blood complete with the shimmer of alicorn manes, and eight foot wings accompanied by a two foot horn. His cutie mark is what stood out the most though, an orange ring or in simpler terms, an eclipse. Though I wasn't overly impressed, I'd known him long enough and seen him enough to stop being impressed, although I will admit I gushed a little when I first saw him. "Well geez Sparky don't get so worked up by it, I'm just trying to entertain myself a little bit." I rolled my eyes at him and gave him a classic snide remark. "Whatever Dusk, what is it this time? Who am I looking out for? I thought everyone had a pony duplicate. Who did you not tell me about?" King Dusk was the one who originally gave me the ability to identify friends from my past life, or at least their pony counterparts. Dusk himself was in fact one of those friends and like me he retained his memories of his human life. Though he has been in Equestria much longer than I have. Dusk used to be a regular pegasus pony by the name of Ink who like me had left earth in death and was reborn into Equestria though he somehow arrived a hundred plus years ahead of me. During his time in Ponyville he grew to become Princess Luna's number one guard, and also her mate. When Luna's body began to give out from the strain of caring for all of Equestria she poured the remainder of her magic into Ink. Transforming him into Dusk the alicorn, who Luna then dubbed Supreme King of all Equestria, trusting him to rule Equestria better than her or Celestia. When he was human, Dusk was a very close friend of mine named Connor, a short and skinny guy with a heart the size of the moon. I always found it kind of hilarious how on Earth he was the smallest out of all my friends, and now as an alicorn he dwarfed everypony. Connor was the kinda guy who was always willing to lend a helping hand when his friends needed him, and that is personally what I liked most about him. I continued to question him. "Or did you perhaps call me up here to talk? Which I highly doubt to be the case." Returning my gaze he began his reply. "Um. Well. Darn how do I put this? Well I guess to put it simply. The trouble maker is here. I'm sure you know who I'm talking about." Sitting down on the floor I realized there was only one possibility. "Wait a minute. you can't mean Kyle?" Dusk simply nodded his head. "Why didn't you tell me this before! If anything he's the one pony I would most want a warning about!" Dusk let out a small chuckle. "I didn't tell you because this is the first time he's ever come near Ponyville. I'm only telling you now because if I told you any sooner it would've made no difference. What is the point in knowing he has a pony counterpart if you never see him?" I didn't want to admit it but Dusk had a very good point. "You win this time, when do I get to see him?" A smile crept across Dusk's face. "Hmm. I'd guess probably about two hours. OH! By the way you'll need this!" A grey aura enveloped his horn as he pulled a necklace off his throne and placed it around my neck. Upon closer inspection though it was a pass, a backstage VIP pass to be exact. I couldn't help but be confused. "Okay, and I need this why exactly?" "You'll see Sparky, you'll see." He chided. "Whatever Dusk, I'll see you later. I have to go an address the 'problem.' Bye bye." With my farewell given, I returned to the chariot that originally brought me to Canterlot. I climbed into the chariot and began my agonizing trip back to Ponyville. During the trip home though one thought continued to plague me. Why hasn't he ever come to Ponyville before?
Author's note and explanationHello to everyone who is reading or has read my story's first chapter. I'm writing this note to clear up a few confusions and issues readers seem to be having. First things first, my OC pony Spurspark has a purple coat and a white mane and tail, my mane is abit shaggy and comes down abit past my ears and to about the top of my eyes. My tail as I mentioned in the story is a white tuft due to my blowing it up with magic. Secondly my magic, Spurspark's magic pertains more to explosions and breaking than anything else that's how he was able to break the rocks and then break them further to give them a proper record shape. This is because I personally see unicorns as having a personal magic and a general magic, the general magic being the levitation and control over objects that we so often see in the show. His personal magic is as i said before based around explosions, think of the explosions as when a firework explodes. Yah it's like that. Finally his cutie mark is exactly that, a classic looking red firework with an explosion in the background. The second order of business is a few things I've placed in the story that have brought confusion. I'll start with that part where Spurspark mentioned a war. I will be explaining that further into the story, i intend to give the war explanation a full chapter of its own. Next, the little tidbits such as spaced periods and the brackets and such, firstly my friend has a successful fimfic on the site and i got him to proofread for me, and he is the one who added in the spaced periods and such, and those wont be returning in later chapters. The brackets though are my idea, and it's just how I've decided to write, if they really bother the readers that much then i will stop using them but for the time being i will keep them around to add in silly little additions and second thoughts on things. One more thing that i guess i should maybe clear up is the second oc I've added in, DJ-3JU his name is pronounced exactly how it is spelled. D, J, E, J, U although i made the E a 3 to reference DJ-PON3. Regarding 3JU's cutie mark, a Dal sengo is a very obscure mark used in music notation, it looks like this I hope any who read my story will give a chance to spread out a bit more, and I'm going to try my best to make it more enjoyable for the readers. Thank you for bearing with me through my first writing attempt, and thank you for any constructive criticism you may be willing to give during the reading.
