When Twilight walked downstairs she saw the last thing she expected to see. All the dust in the old basement was gone the books were rearranged into alphabetical order, and there was a very large, and very luxurious princess sized bed in the middle of the room. The bed sheets, and pillow cases were made of velvet, and the pillows themselves were stuffed with pegasus feathers. The bed was made, and her strange visitor was sitting on top of it, reading one of her most advanced magic books. It was surrounded by a dark purple, almost black, glow that could hardly be seen through. Which in itself was very strange because she had not seen a horn on your head, even now that you were sitting down she could not see one, because you were still slightly taller.

"Pitiful." You mumble under your breath.

"I am going to ignore what you said about my book. I'm also going to ignore what happened down here. Those will be some of the questions you promised answers to." Twilight said worriedly, she didn't know where the expensive bed came from.

"Hello, Twilight is it?" You ask, in a good mood. It was the first decent sleep you have had in weeks, and you even get to eat again.

"How do you know my name?" She asked even more worriedly.

You simply float the book that you were reading over to her. It said To my faithful student, Twilight Sparkle. From Princess Celestia.

"You must be very important for the princess to take notice of you. Anyway, where are we eating?" You say as you reshelf the book.

"I will explain that to you on the way their. As for the restaurant, what do you like to eat?"

"Do you like riddles?" You ask.

"Yes." Twilight says happily, she always loved a good riddle, but no one had ever given her a riddle she couldn't figure out.

"Then the answer is the same as this riddle."

"Okay, what's the riddle then?" Twilight was eager to hear what it was.

"Why is a raven like a writing desk?" You ask, knowing she would never get it.

You wait for about a minute and then get up and walk out of the house calling for Twilight to follow. As you walk down the surprisingly empty street you hear several noises that would suggest deep thought coming from Twilight. Picking a random corner cafe, you walk in and, despite the whistle from the waitress, order a table for two. Seeing that it was was now one thirty, about fifteen minutes from when you had left, there was nopony around, and the waitress took her time. She set the table, gave you and Twilight a menu, and finally the librarian gave in.

"I give up, why is a raven like a writing desk?" She asks frustrated that she hadn't been able to find the answer.

"I haven't the slightest idea." You say with laughter, you had just fooled the smartest pony in town, and all it took was one simple question.

"That's not fair! Besides I know I've read that somewhere." She yelled happily. To her any challenge of the mind was fun, even if it wasn't fair.

"Now you know what I like to eat too." You say jokingly.

"Wait, you don't know what you like to eat?"

"Nope, not a clue. I think I'll just order one of everything. Don't worry though I'll pay for both of us, get whatever you like." You say politely.

"How are you going to pay if you don't have money?" Twilight was curious.

"Who said I don't have money? Do me a favor and point your horn at the table."

"Okay?"

She did as you asked and she could feel something sliding off of her horn. She heard a thud and what sounded like coins spilling on to the table. She looked up and found a large pouch filled with gold bits that had a puncture mark where it had been on her horn.

"I'm no stranger to magic, but even I'm not able to do that! Where did you come from?" Twilight was obviously shocked.

"I came from a place that is all but gone now." You answer, not seriously, but not laughing.

"I'm sorry to hear that, what would you like to eat?" The waitress had come back.

"I'll have one of everything." You say handing her the bag of golden bits. "She can have whatever she wants too, take a fifty percent tip, and give the rest to the owners of this establishment, if it is not enough come back and see me."

"I'd like to have a hay and watercress salad with some coffee please." Twilight said.

The waitress nodded slowly and stared at the massive bag of pure gold bits that you had just given her. She walked away quickly and when she was in the kitchen you could hear the waitress spreading news of a large, somewhat handsome, and very rich pony arriving in the shop to all of the staff. You chuckle and think of the little nightmare it would cause you. Oh well, you were already answering questions.

"What else would you like to ask?"

"Why are you able to cast magic? I don't see a horn anywhere." She asked curiously, she had never heard of anything using unicorn magic without a horn of some kind.

You bend down your head and show her the stone embedded in your skull.

"I was born with a horn, but when I was just a few minutes old they cut it off almost to the base, fused this stone to it, carved a rune in it, and pulled up the skin around it until, as you can see, it looks just like any other part of my body."

Twilight gasped. "Who would ever do that! Where are they? Something must be done about it!" She yelled, outraged that somepony would ever do such a thing, and to a foal no less!

"They are gone now. I didn't feel a thing, they used magic to numb my head. The rune on it makes my magic stronger anyway, and It was also a tradition."

"It was a tradition? Was it done to everypony who lived there?"

"No, I guess you could say I was royalty, the tribe didn't last long."

"Well If they treat their foals like that I am not surprised!" Twilight was upset that someone so nice was put through so much torture. Who would do such a thing in the first place.

"Next question." You say.

"How come you said my book was pathetic." Twilight remembered to ask, sounding offended.

"The magic in the book was trivial, I learned transmogrification magic in a day and mastered it to the fullest extent in a week, do you mean to tell me that the student of the princess is struggling with this?"

"That's not possible! You can't simply master a form of magic in a few days!" Twilight was shocked at this new pony, he seemed to know as much as Celestia.

"Then explain to me how I am able to turn the air into a rather large pouch of gold bits." You demand playfully.

"You must teach me some of the things you know!" Twilight was giddy at the idea of being able to master magics in weeks, let alone days.

"I'm not a very good teacher, but I can try."

"The owners send their sincerest thanks, sir." The whole waiting staff had brought out the food.

They mainly just wanted to see you, but when the did they were shocked. They weren't scared, obviously sneaking up on someone at night would be a lot more terrifying with the way you looked, but the mares thought you were quite handsome, due to your mane and icy blue eyes, the fact that you were a lot bigger and muscular than any stallion they had ever seen didn't hurt your chances either. Twilight had also taken notice of this and when they left twilight asked you about it.

"Why do your mane and tail have small flames on them? It seems a bit dangerous." Twilight said, the whole building was made of wood.

"It is like your princess's mane, she can suppress the color when she wants to, but she doesn't because it adds a recognizable effect." You say between bites.

"Okay. How old are you? With so much knowledge you must have started training as soon as you could to only be this age." Twilight was getting more curious as the questions went on.

"As to the regards of physical age, I am twelve. In actual age I am about a year and a half. They said I could have any date I wanted for my birthday, so I picked December twenty fourth. It was next to a holiday of yours and I like the winter."

"What!" Twilight couldn't comprehend this. "You're a child! How!"

"Yes, by your standards I am a child, but I am not your exact species. I am horse, not a pony, and therefore we age differently. Horses live to be slightly over twenty on average, while ponies live to be around ninety, and alicorns live indefinitely. But just because I am not your exact species doesn't mean I can't enjoy life with ponies, aside from a few strands of DNA we are practically identical, and because of a few permanent spells placed on me I will live forever just like your princess."

"I think I can follow this, but I have one last question for now."

"Out with it then!" You say as you finish the massive meal set out in front of you.

"What is your name?"

"Despair."

"Well that's not a nice name. No offense of course but why do you keep it?"

"I feel that it is a good name for a soldier."

"You were a soldier?"

"Ah, ah, ah. You said no more questions. Come and find me later Twilight." You say as you get up to leave.

It had been a few hours since you walked in, and now the early dinner ponies were here and business started to pick up. You notice the mares staring at you like a prize, and the stallions staring at you with jealousy. You walk up to the waitress and say a few things.

"Thank you for the excellent service." You compliment as you hand her another large bag of bits. "And if you could sweetie, tell everypony that walks in, that drinks are on me." You say with a deeper voice than you normally would.

Walking past the line you flip your mane to the other side with a burst of fire, and the mares start stuttering. You knew by now that you were good looking by pony standards too, and you decided that you would exploit it. Thinking back on your conversation with Twilight, you thought that it felt nice to put the past behind you, and as you look up to Celestia's sunset you vow to improve your life from now on.

Author's Note

Yes this story will get sappy, just incase anyone is wondering. If you wanted gore, than I can assure you that Despair will slip quite a few times. All compliments and constructive criticism are accepted.