The Story of The Godfather

Chapter 1: Introductions.

“Not Much is known about the Godfather. He hasn't been in our universe, let alone our planet, in over a thousand years. The last time he appeared in our universe was during the Equestrian civil war. He appeared on the battlegrounds and stopped the fighting and was standing next to the princesses when their final battle happened. His distinctive blue 'Police Box', otherwise known as the 'TAMDT' (which was confirmed by the princess that it meant 'Time And Multi-Dimensional Traveling') was left at the castle and is still there today in the gardens. While there is a blue-box appearing around Equestria, it is not his. It is rumored to be another being. See “The Doctor”, page 49. The Godfather supposedly died in the final battle of the Civil War, and the box is the only thing to prove his existence. He had an exhibit in the Equestrian National History Museum in Canterlot during 543-567 CR. The exhibit and most of the information was lost during a fire that was mysteriously started by an unknown cause in late 567.”

Twilight just sat there staring at the one paragraph article of the Godfather in Myths and Legends: Volume 1. She had expected more on this topic but was surprised about how little was known of the man. She had been looking through the book she just bought to find something that interested her when she saw an article on one by the name of The Godfather. Seeing something she never heard of before, she chose to read it.

Many questions ran through Twilight's head as she was thinking over what she just read when there was a knock on the door. She got up and answered it and saw a pony she had never seen before. He was a light brown unicorn and had a slightly messy black mane. The strange part, though, was that he was wearing a white shirt and a black vest with a watch on his left foreleg.

"Hello," the stranger said in a slight Scoltish accent,"You must be Twilight Sparkle."

"Yes, and you are?"

"Critical Mass" he said as he extended a hoof towards her.

"Pleasure to meet you Critical Mass."

"So what brings you my library?"

"Yes, well I was looking to do some research on history and a mythical creature."

"What kind of mythical creature?"

"It's known by many things," he started "He is in every religion I've seen, every country's history, he's been part of every historical event known, I think he is called The Godfather."

"Well I have a book on him but, there isn't much on him. Only a little less than a paragraph."

"May I see it?"

She brought the book over to him and he started reading.

"Hm, you’re right.” He said, handing the book back over to Twilight. Not much at all. Anyway, may I borrow some history books? It's been awhile since I have read up on any history."

“Of course, right this way.”

The two walked into the library as they got the books he wanted.While they were checking out the books, Critical start up a conversation.”

“Thanks for helping me, I wanted to go traveling and wanted to visit some historical sites. So, I thought I would read up on some.

"Well that's good for you. Here are those books that you wanted."

"Splendid! Thank you Miss Sparkle. I will be back with these in no time at all! When are they due?"

"Keep them as long as you need them."

“Oh, well thanks. I'll be off now. Thank you

"Goodbye.”

Critical Mass then walked off whistling a song he had remembered from earlier.

It was early in the night, about 8:00 o'clock. The library was closed and most ponies were asleep, but of course there was one mare still up and about reading. Twilight sat looking through a copy of a history book she gave to Critical Mass and was looking for something about the Godfather. A knock on the door startled her from her studies.

'Who could be coming to the library this late?'

As she went to answer the door she saw that it was none other than Critical Mass. He had all the books he had borrowed in his light grey aura of magic and was looking about until he noticed her.

"Hello Twilight! I'm here to return the books I borrowed. Really helped me out a lot."

"What do you mean? You only checked them out six hours ago. You couldn't have possibly read 13 books in six hours."

"I can and I did. It got a bit boring a little after the fight with Discord but the Hippogriff revolution was real interesting. Nothing else was really new to me from the civil war until most recently. But other than that, it was great to read up again on history. Especially a new one."

Twilight just stood that, mouth agape. He just read 1,563 years of history in six hours. That was impossible. It had taken her at least five days to read half that. He was impossible. She was going to learn more about him whether or not he liked it.

"Who are you?"

"Critical Mass."

"No, really who are you? You read 1,563 years of history in six hours. That took me at least five days to read half that. Who are you really?"

He just smiled and waved a hoof as if saying 'Follow me and you'll see.' Then he just turned around and walked away after setting the books down on a table by the door. Twilight was annoyed yet amused by this strange stallion. Curiosity got the best of her and she followed him.

He ran all the way to the train station and got on the last train for the night heading to Canterlot. With Twilight close behind, he sat in a seat and just stared out the window, deep in thought. Twilight sat down by him and immediately bombarded him with questions.

"Where are we going?”

He just raised a hoof to her mouth to silence her  without saying a word. The rest of the ride was in silence as he obviously wasn't going to talk yet.

As they pulled into the station, he got out and started walking towards the castle. He just walked past the guards and held up a strange wallet with blank paper inside when they asked for identification. He kept walking all the way to the gardens. Past guards, up stairs, and finally made it to his destination. He kept walking, trying to find his target. He turned the corner and briefly exchange a hello with Discord. He then stopped and looked up at the piece before him. A strange blue box, like the one she read about earlier, with the words "Police Public Call Box" written across the top. He stood there staring at the box for a while..

'What have I gotten myself into?'

"Twilight." He asked, turning to face her. “You asked me who I am. That question is one I asked myself many times. The simplest answer I have is my name. The Godfather. The most difficult answer I have would require many hours of talking.”

Critical Mass, the Godfather, stood there with a big goofy smile. Twilight on the other hand stood there for moments processing this information. Then...

"Why the ‘Godfather’?"

"Well now. Thats a first."

Turning to face his box, he started to speak.

“The Doctor inspired me to get that name. You see, the Doctor chose his name because it was a promise to help others. I chose my name as a promise to protect others as a father. Since I’m not their birth father, I’m their Godfather.”

“Thats, amazing. But, how did you get here? Your box has been here the entire time since the civil war, there is no way you could have taken it. Did you make another to get here?”

"Well, no I didn't. I can’t. But, as to why I can’t, that’s another story. The reason why I left the box here was because my TAMDT was very badly damaged in that battle. It normally has almost an infinite number of rooms for me to use, but after the battle they were all destroyed in an explosion and all that was left was the control room. Even that was burning and half blown-up. So I left it here to regenerate while I live out my life here until it was done."

"So, you've been here for a thousand years?"

"Give or take a few."

"Could you have helped us with science and medicine at all?"

“Normally, yes. But I didn't.”

“Why?!”

"Oh don't look at it like that. Even if I did, which I wouldn’t, it would be before it's time."

Twilight just stared at him.

"Would you like to come with me into my TAMDT? It's all new and fancy now."

"Yes!” She replied, all sadness from before gone.

They then stepped into the TAMDT for the first time in one thousand years.