Prologue

Octavia took a deep breath as she slid her bow across the strings of her cello. The sweet sounds that followed taking her far, far away from the wretched place known as Equestria. Her audience were close to, if not drowning in, tears. The beauty of the music made them forget the war that tore them apart. This was the Ministry of Morale's intent, holding concerts and the like to cheer up the heartbroken. Octavia had the honors of participating in these events, perhaps she was Ministry Mare Pinkie Pie's cousin, but she was thrilled nonetheless. As long as the cello played, it would be okay. Everything is okay...

The gray earth pony mare bowed when the final song was done. With a bounce of her chocolate mane, she trotted backstage. The mare yelped as she noticed a white unicorn pressed in her face.

"Hay 'Tavi!" Vinyl Scratch said, her magenta eyes filled with excitement. "We gotta get home, quick."

"Pray tell, Vinyl, why-y-y-Y!" Octavia yelped as her friend grabbed her and quickly cast a teleportation spell, whisking the two mares away to their house. They landed with a loud thump on the living room floor.

"Follow me and be quiet." Vinyl whispered, tiptoeing towards the back room. Octavia was rather ruffled by the fall, an unamused expression on her face. As the friends walked through the hall filled with pictures of their past together. Everything the two vastly different mares shared together that was captured by a camera's lens hung on the wall, reminding them of memories that would never be ever truly forgotten. Vinyl opened the door ever so slowly, putting a hoof to her lips. Octavia nearly screamed when she saw what lay in the room.

A little unicorn filly, her coat golden-tan and short mane dusty lavender. A tan pegasus feather rested in her hooves.

"Y-you had a foal!" Octavia whisper-screamed, her purple eyes wide with shock. "You were pregnant and never told me!"

"Silly 'Tavi, of course not!" Vinyl stifled a giggle. "I found her on the doorstep. She had a note in her hooves with the feather."

The unicorn summoned the note in her friend's hooves. Octavia read it.

Dear Octavia and Vinyl Scratch,

Don't be alarmed, please, you know me, you just don't know it yet. I am a friend, we'll leave it at that, okay? Okay. I truly regret this, but I must leave my precious Dynamite here with you. Since you don't know precisely who I am you can't ask questions, so I guess it would be useless to tell you not to ask why I'm seemingly dumping my foal on you. I don't want to do this, but due to, uh... business... I can't take her with me. You must promise me you'll keep Dyna alright. She's truly the light in my life, but I can't risk her getting hurt where I'm going. Do everything in her power to keep her safe, and I will find some way to make it up to you.

~ A friend

P.S. Don't let her lose my feather. It will help her someday. Also... tell her mommy loves her. I... don't think she understood me.

"Who is this 'friend'?" Octavia asked, puzzled. Vinyl shrugged.

"I dunno, but we have to help the foal."

"I guess..."

Two hundred years later...

Dynamite woke up, the cold walls of the Stable surrounding her. "I swear to Celestia, if I have that fucking dream one more time..."