Crossing Anthology

A day has passed since our victory. My six pony friends, Spike, and I visited Canterlot for the Eclipse Festival. Princess Celestia and Princess Luna crossed their power to move the moon in front of the sun in a wondrous and beautiful display of astronomy, as I gazed at the eclipse my worries and concerns for my past team and their battle against my former enslaver faded from my mind, I decided, why not move on and enjoy my new free life, with my new friends. My new pony friends have been nicer to me, more emotionally supportive, and more understanding than any of my old friends. It was time to move on.

The eclipse ended and night began; I left my armored suit at Twilight’s Library and went as my original, dragon self, thanks to Twilight’s metamorphosis spell. My dragon form as roughly the same size as Spike, maybe two inches taller, my scales were pale purple and my spines where white. My eyes were emerald green just like Spike; my tail wasn’t as pointy as his though.

Spike and I had gotten along famously, I was curious to hear his adventures after he was taken into custody, and he was just happy to have a brother. Spike seemed to brag a lot about himself and what he had, I listened regardless of the annoyance. Spike also liked to talk about the ponies around Ponyville who he had a crush on, one in particular, Rarity. I didn’t see the big deal about Rarity, sure she looked enticing enough, but I always liked Applejack.

As I walked around the post-eclipse party, I didn’t receive as many frightened looks as I did whenever I wore my armor in my adventure. Everypony was interested to hear my story and what I went through to get where I was, suddenly, Twilight tapped me on the shoulder with her hoof,

“Lemmour, come with me, there’s someone I want you to meet.”

I followed her into a large castle, the atrium was colossal, it had a stair case that went up about 10 feet and then split off into two directions. Twilight took me up the left stair case and into another hallway, where we came face to face with the largest door in the castle. Twilight used her telekinesis to open the door and right before my eyes was a throne room, with gorgeous mosaic paintings on either side of walls. At the end stood the tallest pony I had ever seen on this planet, she was and Alicorn with a glowing white with a bright rainbow mane that flowed without a breeze. It was Princess Celestia. Twilight pulled me in her direction over to Celestia, we approached her and Twilight began,

“Princess, this is Lemmour.”

The princess turned to me with a proud smile; she wrapped one of her large wings around me and said,

“Hm, I haven’t seen you in quite a length of time.”

“I can remember you now; you’re the one who took Spike into custody. No hard feelings, haha.”

“Glad to see you understood, I’m honored to welcome you back home. Twilight told me about your eventful stories.”

“Yeah…”

“My subjects have a common belief, that they are the only ones with personal, stressful, life prevalent issues. But they fail to think of others, whether it be their neighbors and best friends, to even those extra-terrestrial.”

“My whole former team has had it rough, their home city was flooded, and everyone they knew was killed by it. One in particular was under a complete belief that he was psychologically crazy, due to others making him believe that, his whole life he was cynical and unsupportive of any of us. Some of them ran away from home, abandoning their dysfunctional families, and facing nothing but hardship.”

Celestia closed her eyes as if she was thinking of something; she let out a quiet sigh and said,

“I’m well aware.”

“Aware? But, you were never there.”

“True, but for quite some time now, I’ve been observing a select group of people from both planet Earth and planet Atevia.”

“Who was it? Why were you watching them? What were they doing?”

“I began watching everything in Earth-year 1989.Your former ruler’s father, Rayit Zoxus, came to Equestria in search of supernatural power. His intentions were to present that supernatural power to the Atevian prime minister in an attempt to raise money for him and his pregnant wife, Yonina Zoxus, for when their expected child would be born. When Rayit arrived, he studied the unicorns and became obsessed with their raw magical abilities. He demanded to have this power any form possible to take with him. But everypony refused to give up their abilities for such a strange character. Rayit grew impatient and murdered ten unicorns in one night, he fled the planet before I or any pony else could prosecute him.”

“So, my former team’s powers came from unicorn magic?”

“Precisely.”

“But how did it get to them?”

“When Rayit took the unicorn magic from the unicorns he killed, he modified them into a virus substance, which could spread from user to user with an unpredictable outcome in power type. He presented this development to the Atevian Prime Minister for use in the Atevian military, but this proposal was hastily denied. It was fear that if this power virus spread to the Atevian public, then Atevians could take advantage of their abilities and commit crimes or threaten others. Rayit became angry; he spent all his money for research and travel and didn’t have anything left to support his new family, he could only afford a space ship for his family to live on. In 1990, King Zoxus, your former enslaver was born. Five years later he was playing around in his father’s laboratory while their ship was flying above Earth, King found the power virus stored inside a capsule and dropped it out the ship’s window by accident. The capsule containing the virus fell to Earth and landed on the head of a child, a child who you may recognize, as Seth, from your former team.”

I could remember Seth; my counterpart, using a telekinetic power to subdue me, when I first confronted him on planet Earth in 2009. It makes sense that Seth would be the first carrier of these abilities.

“… How much more did you watch? Can you explain what connection King had to Seth and the rest of my former team?”

“King has always had a fear of supernatural powers, it all stemmed from his father. In the 90’s, Rayit had enough stress on his mind raising a child, but five years later Yonina gave birth to another child, Kinuulah Zoxus, which wore on his sanity even more. It was at this point where Rayit grew cruel and began to abuse his children and spouse. All his anger bottled up from his poverty, hardship, and failures was fully expressed in the form of beating, berating, and even molesting upon his wife and children. All the derogatory actions by Rayit were performed with his own powers. In 1999, he even used his gift to murder his own wife. Seeing this at age nine, scarred King for life and left him under the impression that supernatural powers were bad, he believed that his purpose was to hunt out and destroy any and all supernatural entities in the universe. In 2009, he finally found a signal, a signal from none other than Seth and his younger brother. Thus, you were put into place as a hypnotized assassin.”

“So that’s what it all was, killing Seth and the others is his only way of finding mental peace. Luckily neither I nor any of the other assassins were ever successful, as far as my knowledge serves. They could still be fighting King right now for all I know, or they could be dead.”

“I can assure you that they are alive, and they have been very successful, they are actually very close to finally defeating King. Let’s just hope they will prevail in the coming days.”

“You’re still watching? From 1989 to now, that’s twenty-three years! Why are you continuing to watch King!?”

“King wasn’t the only person I had an eye on, I also watched Seth’s team. The reason I watch everyone, is because this story is simply amazing. I’ve rarely ever seen friends as committed and concerned for each other as Seth’s team was, they’re so young, and have been through so much for so long, it’s inspiring to see them bound to each other so firmly. The leaders of the team, Jonah and Cole are a perfect example; they have an unbreakable blood-bond of friendship, it’s almost like they’re blood-brothers. The both of them look out for one another, and will do anything and everything they can to protect one another. This is completely without exaggeration; unity is the greatest weapon you all have.”

I was still unsure as to why Princess Celestia continued to care so much about it. Twilight saw my confusion and told me,

“Princess Celestia here gave me an assignment two years ago, to report to her on the findings of the magic of friendship. It would only be normal for her to have other sources to learn the magic of friendship.”

Celestia continued,

“I’ve always wanted my subjects to embrace friendship and love above most other feelings. You and your friend’s stories are as uplifting as Twilight’s own. You all set a perfect example for my little ponies. This new adventure Twilight has told me is no exception either.”

My depression, my anxiety, and my confusion were all washed away by the Princess’ inspiring words. I had new feelings; hope, optimism, and care. My experiences and troubles no longer weakened me, they recreated me. They have reunited me with my younger brother, and have led me to embrace the future.