The Return Of The Windigos

A Beacon at Twilight (Part One)

Twilight Sparkle watched over the valley she had set her magic to protect from the cold, whistling winds spirits outside the barrier. Her horn shot pain down from it every few seconds due to the stress of holding up the beacon powering the giant shield that had been set down. She stared at the hurt ponies she was working so hard to defend as they were carried away in stretchers heading for various medical tents. Twilight Sparkle sadly sat while thinking of her fellow friends that were (hopefully) coming to think of how to send away the unwanted winds.

“Where are they?” Twilight wondered aloud as her hooves ran absently against the wooden crevices of the roof. A warm breeze drifted by, carrying the statement to another unicorn sitting on a pillow.

“Who?” asked Rarity.

Twilight looked to the side as the white unicorn shifted on a pillow. The Element of Generosity threw back her mane as her horn also sparked along with Twilight’s.

“Spike, Rainbow Dash, and Fluttershy,” Twilight replied sadly, longing for the sight of her assistant and the two pegasi. Her heart sped as she wondered why she had not seen Rainbow Dash’s boasting of power, now it would be a much appreciated sight.

Rarity looked to her friend and realized the Element of Magic did need comfort. The white unicorn, too, was wishing to see her little dragon friend and Rainbow Dash’s display of endurance. Rarity was about to comfort her friend with a few well chosen words of advice and utter meaningless when she spotted a green flash against the horizon. The flash of Spike’s fire. A shot of pain from her horn told Rarity and Twilight another pony or other creature entered the safe zone.

“Spiky- wikey!” Rarity called to anypony listening as she jumped off the roof of Fluttershy’s house, rushing to meet up with her handsome dragon friend. Twilight heard the call, but was not prepared for the stress put on her horn and magic. The weight of the sky could be compared to this, but in such a strange way, considering magic pushed on her instead of physical pressure and pain.

“Remember,” Twilight managed to get out. “I can only hold this beacon until noon!” The retreating white unicorn ran off, not noticing the pain and stress in the words and tone. Only a “Yes dear” trailed behind.

Twilight slumped as stress weighed her down. Alone, the lavender unicorn contemplated life, again, as hope started to retreat from her. She is one unicorn; there is a whole world of Windigos against her magic. As a tear started to form in her eye to show displeasure and sadness a southern accented pony climbed up to Twilight and sat in Rarity’s seat.

“Hey, there Twi! I thought you looked lonely, so I came to keep ya company until Rarity gets back,” the orange earth pony explained her sudden appearance. Applejack looked around and frowned at the scene of ponies with blood dribbling out of various gashes and bruises dotting some coats. She took off her hat and waved herself with it, her blond hair drifting behind her head like a flag.

“Stupid windigos! Why the hay are they here, with their ice and frosting?!” The earth pony stamped her hoof in frustration and longing to grasp at the answer everypony wished to know.

“Did somepony say frosting?!” a pink pony jumped high into the line of sight of both ponies lying on the roof. A startled Twilight Sparkle resulted in a pulse of magic swirling its way up the beacon. Applejack immediately noticed this and stood in alarm.

“Pinkie! You stop that hoppin’ around, ya hear?” Applejack scolded in anger and fear of the combating winds whistled their way into the bubble of magic. Pinkie Pie’s eyes opened in understanding as she started punishing herself by crazily speaking to her hooves and telling them to remind her never to think of a party when Twilight is saving the world.

“How are things at Sweet Apple Acres?” Twilight attempted to make small talk about the apocalyptic setting unfolding before their eyes as her mind absently wandered to the beacon.

“Fine, I think my family is safe, we have enough apples to feed Manehattan,” Applejack kicked her hooves in a worried state. “This means my family won’t last two days unless we get some more food, yep, we are so dead.”

Twilight gave a concerned look to the poor earth pony in need of comfort. Unfortunately, the lavender unicorn had no idea of what to say to give her friend an escape from her fears.

“Well, look who it is,” Applejack suddenly said with a smile moving to her muzzle. “If it ain’t Derpy Hooves, well how are ya doin there, partner?” A cross-eyed pegasus flew into a nearby tree, showering the animals passively lying beneath it with leaves of autumn.

“Where’s Rainbow Dash?” the gray pegasus asked as she bounced off a medical tent in one klutzy move of her wings. Twilight’s thoughts turned to dark worry as Derpy caused unintentional destruction that Discord himself would have been ashamed of. Applejack sighed as the blonde mane of the flying destroying machine launched itself against yet another tree.

“They’ll be back soon,” Twilight told herself aloud as the beacon above her turned a shade darker, mirroring her fret and worry. She was losing herself in an ocean of pain of separation and a sea of sorrow. Twilight Sparkle was brought out of her shell of fear by two things: a twinge in her horn from the thinning beacon and a baby purple dragon colliding into her with a loving hug.

Derpy had obviously flown away when she saw the loving circle of friends tackle each other in a beautiful hug. The beacon above the Elements and a certain dragon thickened and sent out a pulse of happiness that enveloped the whole shield and pushed the boundaries of the beacon-powered force field. The harmed ponies stared at the circle of friends and smiled in the feeling of friendship that flowed through the valley and swung on every blade of grass. The protecting force field seemed to strengthen at the smiling ponies and their feeling of life that blazed out, battling the windigos that were wishing to taste another bit of disharmony, but only tasted the fire of friendship.

The windigos circled in closer to the force field, determined to make the ponies pay for friendship.

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Author's Note:

I kid you not; this is a two parter, but I promise I will work on the second part! It is coming soon! Thanks anyway for reading!