The Angel with Black Wings

He slowly got up, with sun in his room, making his trophy shine. A huge cup, tall as Black himself was gave him by a procession of important people. He thought about seeing a princess as well, but he wasn’t sure because there was a lot of people near him. The main body was a blue metal, with veins like in marble, but it was definitely metal, because it was cold at the touch. A golden pod held it up, with his name engraved on it. Two silvered handles on the sides made it easier to transport. The lid was silvered too. On the front, on the same side as the pod, there was an emblem, a runic circle with many decorations. A really beautiful object. He packed his stuff, and met Phil at the station. They talked for the whole travel to Ponyville. Their relationship was hard to describe. Not as father and son, but still really close.

More than best friends, too. After a conversation (cups of tea included), they found themselves on the dusty road in front of the academy again. Black looked at the door and asked <> Phil smiled and replied immediately <> Black yawned while entering. His life was strangely worsening. He had friends and everything but... Something was missing. He didn’t laugh that much anymore. He was literally a sad person. He noticed that he began feeling more like he was a colt, constantly depressed. A weird depression. The peak was in a fresh night, while he was sitting on a bench, looking at the stars. Laying on it, he whispered <> He was thinking when a red figured lighted up by a few streetlamps passed right on his nose, running to the Everfree Forest.

He could chase him, it was no big deal. As he jumped in the midair he noticed a pile of smoke, with some fire light coming after it. He couldn’t leave somepony in difficulty. Changing direction, he headed for the damaged houses. After a quick look, the situation was clear. There was a completely destroyed house, however its inhabitants were safe, rescued by somepony else. There was a fire in the second one, and he was sure no one was safe there. He broke down the door, and got on the second floor in a flash.

After taking down the colts, he didn’t have enough time to do the same with the parents. Black told them to run, while he was trying to bear a falling wall. Using every single energy he had left from the previous day (his muscles still hurt for that trick), he could resist until the couple got safe. But the house collapsed right after.Everything was silent, everypony was just hoping that it didn’t happen. Black was popular, everypony knew him, more or less. The only sound was the fire in the pile of debris, slowly extinguish for the rain that just started... And the brakes of a train that just stopped in the station, With everypony aboard looking at the fire signal.

After a nice minute, everypony in the street had his head looking at the ground. Suddenly, a noise came from the pile. And another one. In a second, he broke through the junk barrier, flying up to the sky, watching down.