Dark Calling

by Ben Garrison

Epilogue

Previous Chapter

Fore note: I just wanted to rap up things on equestrian before I stamp this as finished and continue with le epic pot of epic that is le U.C.o.E.

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The following is the results of the story roughly two and a half weeks latter.

Shining Armor was taken into a correctional facility on the moon.

Scootaloo was adopted by Private Rodriguez, as he seems to be the best at taking care of her.

A divide has formed in Equestria between the Celestia half that believes the U.C.o.E. is justified, and the more radicle Luna half that believes that the U.C.o.E’s actions were heavy handed, and further more that the U.C.o.E. has no place in Equestria.

FIN

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“So you got any idea where on earth this Hell Gate is?” Rainbow Dash questioned Father Montgomery as she looked down at the tomb stone.

“The only place one could be hidden. The red hot remains of China.” The elderly priest replied taking his eyes from the grave for the first time since they arrived.

“I will never be able to forgive myself for what I did to him.” Rainbow Dash said solemnly. The pair were visiting Matt’s grave.

“I think he would be proud of what we are going to do.” Montgomery answered.

“Well I got to go, Twi is having a sleep over tonight, and I want to be able to finally know how Fluttershy became an admiral.” Rainbow Dash said and then with a poof she was off.

Father Montgomery stayed a little while longer in the graveyard, then left. Despite being in a graveyard he was happy. The darkness was gone, and there was a new calling to be answered, a Seraph’s Calling.

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Author's notes:

Did I just drop a title for the sequel? I think I did!

Dam that was short.

For Fluttershy’s story/U.C.o.E. spin-off/prequel:

http://www.fimfiction.net/story/79521/for-the-glory-and-honor-of-the-ucoe

Someponies I would like to thank:

Me.

Myself.

I.

Rainbow87dash (for being an epic follower the entire way through)

Any pony else who liked and/or favorited this story.

I had no editor so that’s it.