Everfree Vanishes

The pony layed quetly in his bed as his balcony doors opened by a gush of wind and a whispered invitation entered the dark room. Dreamweaver’s eyes opened slowly from an unfamiliër aura around his body wich chilled him to the bone. He found himself in a foggy room seeïng close to nothing as he got up slowly from his slumber. A figure of a unicorn could be seen in the mysterious mist, however upon walking closer the figure vanished. the faint whisper became clear as the words made weaver’s spine chiver with a sense of utter dread. “Stay away, he who comes to seek explaination will perish under the truth that holds the nightmare.” the threathened soon-to-be adventurer was blinded by an eye scorching flash. Once again his ocean bleu eyes shot open. it was not the foggy room that met his vision, his mind bathered by mental stress couldn’t obscure his vision. A splitting headache made it feel worse, but it was alarming non the less. Dreamweaver layed in Celestia’s bed with the prinsess of the sun next to him, she was looking at him with concern. “Do you feel alright little brother?” The worn out colt looked at his large sibling with doubt about his realisation of what proceeded in his dream last night. “Why am I here, what’s wrong?” she cleared her throat in preperation for the shocking news. “w-well.. a guard heared some schreeching noise come from your tower last night and thus went to investigate, when he reached your room he saw a big dragon shaped figure made from the shadows themselves fly out of your balcony doors. The whole room was litteraly torn to pieces as if a butcherpony had trained his skills on everything but you, he alerted me emediatley. so I teleported you here.” It took the jet-black alicorn a minute to prosses the boulder of information his dear sister had laid upon him, he had to know what was in that forest. “we can’t renovate your room because of the wedding preperations but it looks fine from the outside, are you really alright?” he faked a smile when he nodded. “sure, I’ll get my armour and supplies. How long till the wedding?” celestia got out off bed wearing a contemplative face. “twilight will come in two days soooo.. in about four days.” Celestia said contentley. Dreamweaver shook the dream-related headache off of his list of attention demanding subjects and ran past celestia towards the royal armory.

The armoury was packed with hoofsoldiers, scouts and other types of guards. Everypony in the list of guard duty seemed a lot more armoured than usualy. The young omnivour ran to his locker, grabing a bronz ancient looking set of pegasusgear whorn by the first royal captain ever to have served under the royal alicorn sisters. It wasn’t the best defence, but it was light and strong enough for him. It was given to him by a high ranking officer for his skills in wingcombat.. and because of being family to the royal sisters. He went by the blacksmith for advise on his plate armor before he would visit the kitchen. All around guards where talking to oneanother. “hey goldhammer, do you think my equipment is good enough for combat?” the groggy dull white stallion looked up from a wingsword he was inspecting, got an expression of thought over his face and chuckled calmly. “well, if it isn’t little weaver. Finaly doing some real guard work instead of acting like you are?  If you’re helping with guarding the wedding, then you’re armor will be perfect. Impressive looking.” The jet-black pony rolled his eyes, that blacksmith clearly underestimated him. “actualy.. I’m going to investigate and if possible take care of the strange disappearances around everfree castle by celestia’s orders.” Suddenly almost all the guards in smithy had stopped interacting and looked perplexed at the alicorn. “what?” asked the now nervous colt. Goldhammer instantly regretted asking when he heard the answer. “um.. weaver, i must say that.. If you’re serious about that, you will need a lot more protection than that.” Slivercloud walked out of the crowd of guards with a look of amazement, the kind of amazement that dreamweaver could even think he was anywhere neer capable of going there. “hear me out, are you sure celestia wan’t delusional when she gave you that assignment?” from the crowd a lott of agreeing whispers could be heard. dreamweaver got agitated by the constant stream of deminishments. A silver plated guard stept forth from the crowd. “how many guards are going with you?” “none” from the crowd came a tornado of laughter.  the irritated colt huffed and looked around him, he collected his courage and went in fast-mode. “goldhammer, I’m going so if you want to help you better do it now.” He stormed for the exit when he felt a hoof on his shoulder. He saw the white face of the one and only unicorn captain of the equestrian royal army, shining armour. His look was one of confidense and understanding. The big impressive stallion motioned something to goldhammer and turned to dreamweaver. “give this colt the wingblade from the statue outside, he already wears the legendary armour so why not the legendary weapon that fits with it aswell. I know we can’t stop you from your first assignment, but where you are going means princess celestia trusts you. If her highness says that you can do it, then I think so too. Take care of whats out there, then I will take care of whats in here okay?” with a quick nod the alicorn extended his wings. The hesitant blacksmith attached two bronze plate layers of  armour to the bone part of his wing and clicked an old easy bendable blade between them. Weaver folded his wings in and out multiple times till the blade felt comfortable and flexible enough. The bronze blade was engraved with runes and other decorations, but checking the edge goldhammer contently said: “remarkable how this weapon is still sharper than any other blade in our intire arsenal.” shining armour looked annoyed at goldhammer, unicorns didn’t have any body attachable weapons because the horn was a spear on it’s own. Goldhammer gulped when he met the captains gaze. The now fully equiped pony thanked his superior in command and trothed out of the armoury. Behind him however he could hear shining talking to the other guards “I really hope the princess knows what she’s doing, that boy is going to need all the luck in the world”

On his way to the kitchen for food supplies he witnessed a rather weard sight. Looking up he suddenly saw a few bricks fall out of the sealing right away followed by Silvercloud. The stallion shook the dust from his head, took up his surroundings and sprinted of in the direction of the maintanance office. Confusing as that may was, it wasn’t a reason to stop his adventure. So dreamweaver walked past the debris and after a long series of hallways finally reached the kitchen. It was a big room with white cabinets, drawers, a few fridges, knives hanging on metal strips up the wall and cooking or frying pans hanging from hooks in the cealing. “hey taffy, can I have some food for my trip to everfreeforest?” the joyfull lime green and light bleu mare almost automaticaly grabbed some loafs of bread, fruit and snacks together. “sure thing, umm.. everfree?” she turned to the visitor in her domain. The jet-black with bronze plated shadow like pony took a bag  and gave it to taffy, who stuffed it with the supplies. “Are you sure tha…” she was quickly interrupted. “yeah, I’m sure” she looked away for a brief moment, hiding the way she felt for such rude manners. Weaver noticed the jump in her movement when he had spoken. After walking next to her he coëd her to relax. “is there something wrong, are you upset?” taffy tried to smile for his comfort as she petted him on his head. “oh, don’t worry about me, I’m fine. It’s just..” she took his hoof in hers. “you are one of the few that actualy apreciates my cooking. What if you don’t come back from there?” He chuckled as he calmly reclaimed his hoof from hers and moved his head closer nuzzling her neck. “you know you’re the best cook ever and I’m as armored as a hydra, besides, shining likes your cooking too.” Taffy blushed slightly as she moved her neck away from his muzzle. “indeed he does ,but he’s.. married.” Weaver took a step away from her when she denied his nuzzling. “I don’t see the problem.” The cook gingerly turned him to the exit, put the bag in his combat pouch and waved the guard off. “I’ll keep that in mind, have fun on your mission. Promise me you will be back to eat my food after your mission, okay?” weaver winked at her as he walked out the kitchen. “I promise taffy, see you in a couple of days.” Taffy leaned against one of the fridges with a tired moan. “I always get so many mixed signals from that colt..”