A night blue coated pony sits on the couch waiting for his visitor. He had long spiky electric green hair and eyes to match. His cutie mark was the stars of the big dipper. The most striking feature was his physique, he had the body of a female (except genitalia ) but was male. He sat there at the same time every first of the month. Drinking wine from a glass. Today however, was different.
His visitor, a scribe under Celestia, hadn't shown up at the appointed time. An hour passes and the figure has already finished his wine. As he places the glass down on the table there is a knock on the door. He looks up confused, the scribe never knocked? Only a few know of this location. Only twice, two years ago, has a random pony came by. The door slowly starts to open. In walks a pony different from the usual scribe that comes.
In walks a mare with a lavender coat and multi-tone hair. A base of dark indigo with a two stripes, one of purple the other of pink. She has both a horn and a set of wings making her an alicorn. However she was much smaller then either princess. Her cutie mark was of a purple six pointed star surrounded by five smaller white stars. She was the traditional clothing of a princess.
'She must be new' The figure thought to himself.
She walks in and levitates a book up to her face. She then clears her throat.
"You must be Night Constant" She speaks loud and clear.
"Yes and who might you be?" Night asks.
"I'm Twilight Spar..." She stops abruptly by placing a hoof to her mouth.
Night chuckles "Well then Twilight. May I ask why you are here?"
After a pause she continues "I understand that you are to be held her under extreme measures. A collar around neck to prevent you from leaving a radius of 100 meters outside of your home. A circular ring around your horn to prevent the use of magic.Lastly a barrier around the area in which you live that increases gravity on you in order to prevent your excessive strength." She puts down the book and takes a seat on a nearby chair.
Night nods, "Now why are you here?" He asks seriously "because you're not the scribe that usually comes here."
"Yes well....umm the pony that used to come here no longer does. Celestia has tasked me to take his place. There is some bad news. All the papers he obtained from talking to you have been lost. They need to be written again."
Night stands up and walks to the window looking out. He sighs "So, you need my history again."
"Yes," Twilight says, "now we won't start today but tomorrow we.."
"What do you mean tomorrow?" Night cuts off.
"I'll be coming by each day opposed to the scribe who came once every month." She answers.
"Well then what time will you be here?" He asks.
"The same time as the scribe used to come" She responds.
"But you came late today?"
"I had to get all the paperwork from Celestia," She stops and her face turns to a look of pondering. She sits there as if thinking of what to say next and if she should. "I also had some trouble getting here." She sends a quick glance at her wings.
'Ahhhh. She is a new alicorn,' Night thinks. "Hard to find this place isn't it," He says
"Yeah," She replies quietly, "Well all i need from you right now is your family."
Night turns around from the window. "My parents are dead. All i have left is my brother."
Twilight cocks an eyebrow "Who?"
"Morning Constant"
Her eyes widen slightly as if she knew who that was. She pulls a peice of paper up with her magic and writes on it. "Alright then, I'll be back here tomorrow at the same time." She then gathers her stuff and heads out the door.
Night walks down the hall and into his room. He pulls a small book from drawer. He opens the book and flips to the first blank page he can find (About seven pages in) and starts to write.
Twilight S. ~ Newest alicorn under Celestia
He writes for some time about everything he gathered about her. Once done he closes the book and places it back in the drawer. He then heads back to the living room and out the front door. He heads to the mailbox a few meters away and opens it. Inside is the letter that refuses to send, the only letter he every wrote since he was "locked up." He closes it and heads behind his house and up a small trail. He reaches the end. It ends at a cliff that overlooks a small meadow of flowers inside of the forest. On the cliff is an old oak tree. He sits there for a long while staring at the night sky. He stands up and before he leaves he touches a stone slab near the tree then heads home.
He enters his house and walks back to the couch. He sits on it and ponders about his much bigger plan. He has a new factor to add to it, Twilight. With her the plan will go a little bit more smoother. The only problem he has at the moment is the ring on his horn. That is the most vital to the plan. He stands back up and heads to his room were he hops in bed and goes to sleep with one last thought.
'Tomorrow,' He thinks, 'I will get her to open up.'
Author's Note
If anybody can help me edit this story only because i don't have the best grammar i would appreciate it.
