Solar's Story

It was a cold dark night, as cold and as dark as King Sombra's black heart,  no pony dared go out in to the night of Nightmare Moon, but there was one, just one tall mare like figure trotting down the street of Manehattan on this cold night. She trotted down the pavement in her light brown cloak cover her body and face. Hanging down from her under hood being held in her mouth was a basket made of ebony brown sticks and held together with beige string.

The pony kept walking down the pavement slowly like cat stalking a mouse, basket in mouth she approach the Manehattan Orphanage, she looked up at the building and stood there for several seconds before looking at the wood doors of the orphanage and trotting up to the doors. She lowered her head to the ground to place down the basket that she had been carrying, while she was lowering her head part of mane came from under hood, it was dark green in colour and as straight and curved off slightly at the end. The mare then laid the basket in front of the doors of the orphanage, placed a piece of paper of whatever was in the the basket and knocked at the door. The mare then trotted of without looking back, as if there were no regrets to her actions.

The door opened and out came of the building a mare, she was a earth pony with a pink coat and purple mane going down the left side of face, behind her neck and down the right side of her neck, her cutie mark was of several small hearts which were red with a bold white outline making them stand out from her coat. She trotted out in to the door way and looked around to fine no pony there, with a puzzled look on her face she looked at the ground, what she saw surprised her as she made a slight gasp. Laying on the ground was a ebony brown basket with a baby colt laying inside. The colt was a blue, as blue as Nightmare Moon's mane as told in the stories, he has a barely grown blond mane, laying on soft blanket with a smaller one on top, both with a creamy colour.

The pink mare leaned down and said in a whisper to the sleeping colt “Hello there little fella, where did you come from?” the colt then turned on to its side revealing a note that which put in-between him and the soft covers in the basket, the pink mare said to herself “What's that you have there?”

She picked up the piece of paper in her left hoof being sure not to disturb the sleeping colt, on the piece of paper it said “This is my little flyer Solar Blitz, please look after him for there will be a day I will be reunited with him, until that day look after him.” The mare was shocked that a mother would do this to her colt, but she felt that she should do what his mother requested of her. So she picked up the basket in her mouth and trotted in to the building and closed the door behind her.

The tale of the young Solar Blitz began there and then, growing up in a orphanage, not knowing why his mother had left him on the door step of this orphanage, nothing but the note as a memento of his mother. He grow up with friends and people he called family, but unknown to him he would soon meet his mother on one fated day where he would find out who is mother was and who he was. And mostly importantly what he was destined to do, the gears of fate started turning the moment he trotted in to the village of Ponyville.