Hammer and Quill

Author's Note

Please keep in mind that this is my first attempt at writing. Please excuse any mistakes, or inform me of them. PM me any suggestions for future chapters. Thanks for reading!

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It was a beautiful, normal day. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, the high towers of Canterlot shined, ponies went about their day, and the giant purple bubble around the city shimmered as a constant reminder about the threat looming over the city. Perhaps it wasn't exactly a normal day, but at least it was beautiful. A wedding was taking place, and the city was bustling about it.

A lone, pale brown Pegasus stallion with a slightly faded brown mane and tail walked down the road, eyes closed, humming a familiar tune, wings partially covering his cutie mark, which depicted a hammer with a quill crossed over it in an X. He was so busy humming, in fact, that he failed to notice that the usual noise of chatter and clopping had vanished. He continued humming and walking, even as the great purple barrier broke and shattered into millions of tiny pieces as hundreds of black pony-like insects swarmed the city.

Screams, the sounds of running, and the occasional crying filly and colt were drowned out by his humming. He was in his own little world. It was only when he bumped into one of these black creatures that he stopped to open his eyes. In his face was a snarling, angry changeling with a glowing horn, ready to attack. The stallion didn't flinch.

Instead, the stallion spoke casually. "Hi, Reflect! Fancy meeting you here. I thought that the invasion wasn't for another week?"

The changeling continued to snarl for a second, but then his face went blank as his mind processed what was just said. The changeling dubbed Reflect sniffed the air for a second before responding. "Dense wind? You realize that the invasion was TODAY, right?"

The stallion blinked. "Today? Oh please. I remember the Queen saying it was in two weeks!"

The changeling sighed. "That was two weeks ago, Windy. Now get helping in this thing! The Royal Guard will be here any second to help evacuate, and seeing a Pegasus chatting casually with a changeling isn't exactly a good impression."

Dense Wind sighed as a green flame quickly engulfed his body, fading almost as soon as it appeared, leaving behind another one of those black insects. "Fine. But what can I do? I was told to infiltrate, and wait for the invasion, Reflect, not what to do afterwards."

Reflect repressed a second sigh before replying. "If you didn't zone out half way through the order, you might've heard what our Queen said. Now get your flank out there and help!"

Dense Wind glared at Reflect. "I have a right to be lazy! Do I need to remind you of that time when you met that red stallion and fell head over hooves and begged him to-" Dense Wind would have continued, but his mouth was full of Reflect's hoof.

"I told you never to mention that again. Turning into a mare does things to you, you know?" Reflect pulled his hoof from Dense Wind's mouth. As the once Pegasus stallion opened his mouth to respond, he stopped, then turned around and flew away as fast as he could. Reflect turned around just in time to get hit in the muzzle with a wave of purple, rather painfully I might add, and flung off into the distance.

Before Dense Wind could escape the city, he felt something hit his rear. Hard. Very hard, actually. The expanding shield had reached him, and he was flung off into the distance. Blinking, the changeling groaned. Wherever he landed, it was probably going to hurt, badly. He took some time to think about his situation.

This is going to hurt, he thought. Well, judging from how I don't seem to be flying off back to the Badlands, I'm probably going to land near a settlement. At that thought, he turned back into the faded Pegasus stallion that he was in Canterlot. At least the scenery is pretty. Is that a forest? Huh. Well, it looks like I'm landing in a forest. Better than some place like Trottingham or something. Actually, I kind of miss Trottingham. Those accents, they're much more awesome than regular pony accents.

As he thought those words, he failed to notice a rather friendly tree in front of him. The tree decided to greet the changeling by cushioning his fall out of the kindness of it's heart. The tree's kindness was unwanted, however, as the bark managed to hurt the changeling's face. A lot.

After falling to the ground, the changeling promptly screamed in pain, covering his face with his hooves.

---- Meanwhile ----

A minty green unicorn mare with a white highlight through her mane and tail walked through the Everfree Forest, a cream colored mare with a curled dark blue and pink mane following close by.

The cream colored mare spoke. "Lyra, are you SURE that these herbs you're looking for will help the taste of my candies, and has nothing to do with some bizarre human summoning ritual sort of thing?"

The green mare flinched before replying. "Of course! Don't worry, Bon Bon, we'll see if you like them, and then we can throw them out if you don't! I'm not planning any ritual, especially not one in which you make a small hard candy out of them, put it up on an altar, and then chant or anything!" The lie was painfully obvious.

Bon Bon just smiled, shaking her head. "Anything for you, Lyra."

"Thanks, Bon Bon."

The two mares trudged on quietly. Only the sound of crunching leaves, and the occasional twig snapping underneath their hooves, broke the silence. The silence seemed to last forever. Well, more like 5 minutes, before it was broken by a shrill scream of pain.

Lyra quickly turned to the noise. "Bon Bon, I think somepony's hurt! Come on, we gotta help them!"

"It could be a trap or something, I heard rumors of some sort of forest sprite that screams to attract unsuspecting ponies!" Bon Bon turned to her partner, only to find that the space she once occupied was empty, and saw her running of to help the pony in need.

Bon Bon sighed. We could either both die violently, or we could help somepony in need. Well, at least I'll know I died with someone I love. She ran off to help Lyra.