Returning into duty, one thing I’m used to do now, for being present for 103 years and accompanying the Princess of Equestria. Yes, I mean the white Alicorn, the sun Princess, Princess Celestia. As much as I want to find out who I am but my long bond, talk and even friendship with her was something I’ve found comfort and pleasure that I have made her smile through our time together.

I know deep inside she was suffering for nearly a millennia. She has banished her sister, as the foals tales are continued to be read over and over. I can see that every pony she looked with kind, happiness and joy, yet through her gift, her nature and her curse, she was immortal, as was I apparently. I did not know what I am, again, the question returning to my thoughts. Still, I served her to the best I can and with each passing generation, many ponies around us and Philomena, are born, grow up , serve, live a life and then die, to make way for another generation.

Through this, Celestia frowns about this, but I kept her company through it all and I did my best to be both her personal guard and her companion through her time. Still, it did not come unnoticed; even I do find a pang of sorrow, not just for her, but the ponies around us. I missed that one sergeant, Longbow, the one who had done the report and the initial events that lead to me before I was hired to be the Princess’ guard. He was kind enough to me to be the kind one among the many of the ponies around us.

I saw him, being proud, doing his work and his job, with authority and with pride. But as I said, it was sad to see them go, he aged before me, as I stood, the same, armor not even dented, scratched or even dirtied through my time. I and Celestia was there, greeting him so with his family, his body very weak, aged as it was. He greeted us with all respect and joy in his voice, even with such an older pony’s body. I wanted to cry, my first friend, other than princess, who was a mortal that opened up to me.

At his death bed, as both a stranger and the only unique friend that I am, I stayed and spoke with him. As he was very near such his end, I told him, from a memory and my speech move, my words full of hope and with ease. “Peace is obtained when it is time. You are peaceful here. Your life beyond shall be joyous and full of harmony. The gates shall open to you, with not an obstacle in your path. You have earned your rest my friend, but know this, someday, we shall meet once more and with it, a joyous welcome it shall be to see you once more…” I said, as I took my leave.

I know I left a many crying but I spoke regardless, to him with such joy and with such peace in my speech. The next day he was gone, buried under the ground, me and the princess in attendance. It was the first time I’ve felt sad, this time, for something, someone else, and not about my own. I cried as I felt my tears roll down my cheeks, yet… I did not show them. I wanted to curse the world about what I am, but then, my constant sniffling and hiccups of sadness was sure to tell them I was crying hard.

I learned to live and to return with the time, hoping that I was not a stranger to many now that my first friend was gone, but with it, did the next generation find me an interesting sight and I found myself making friends, one after another. Again and again, one by one, one rests peacefully and another joins my chain of friends as generations past. Yet, this 103 years was filled with memories, but I return to reality and my new charge as it seems, as the princess did her best to convince me, that I am to take care of Celestia’s new protégé.

I made an audible sigh this filly was very curious and very… assertive? She was darting through the library, her mind wondering and with it, she continues to work and study, hard, diligently, focused and above all, determined. With every book she read, she learned about two spells that she practices. Sure she was curious but a filly like her still needed rest. Unfortunately, even with me being just her guardian, she forced me to take care of Spike, the little baby dragon. Yes, she may be a filly, but she sure knew she was not old enough to take care or nurse a baby dragon.

Again, a sigh escapes me as I bottle fed the dragon, a mixture of milk, and by Twilight’s quick read through dragon baby books, a sprinkle of gem dusts that were left over from a jeweler. It was embarrassing to ask such a thing, but thankfully it did not cost a bit when I got some. Still, with one arm cradling the baby dragon, the warm mixture in the bottle at my other, I fed Spike, who kept suckling happily and with glee as his small but very lovable eyes look up at me. “Are you sure he marked you as his mother…?” I asked the young Twilight as she was again busy with a book, her magical aura coating and levitating a book near her.

“Yes, but I need you to do that first, until he’s old enough, well a toddler I’m not taking care of him.” She informed me, I just gave her a neutral stare, groaning but it was ineffective, with her book of a fort in the library. Now many would say this was degrading, but the joyous looks from the librarian, some of the guards and castle hooves seeing me with Spike could not help but smile and look at awe that Daybreak had a soft heart.

I was shocked to hear my reputation being ruined but I just sigh, as the Princess assured me, I was just her Guardian, I wasn’t really complaining, this pony, Twilight, has a knack for continuously trying to read every book. She was young, but she was smart, and somehow, I’m grateful I’m not her friend, as she treated me like just an assistant for her dragon of charge.

Now her test actually was peculiar, I should know, I’ve reviewed the entrance exams and I haven’t really seen any baby dragons in the castle, or anywhere in Canterlot. I knew something was up, so in my free time, away from Twilight the ‘all knowledgeable’, I checked with the school and the usual entrance exams only to find that Twilight’s was a special case… one ordered by Princess Celestia…

I was stunned at that revelation as I continue to nurse Spike. “Celestia, that water balloon I want to drop on you is growing and increasing in number…” I thought very unimpressed. But nothing changed between me and Twilight. I kept an eye on her, helped her in some of her works, reluctantly I might add, and with her studying magic. This was one such pony I have no fond joys with, being stuck in a book so to speak.

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2 Years later,
Once again, I am standing alone beside the library door as I saw that small pony, Twilight age with her time here, though still considered a filly, she has grown to reach my hips with no problem. As for Spike, I was grateful I was not the one he recognized when he grew enough knowledge to be capable of speech and locomotion.

“Spike, where’s the ‘Lost Times of Equestria vol. 1’?” Twilight spoke out from an upper inner balcony level of the library. Spike, the pale purple scaled, green spiked baby dragon rushed through, with a book, that was half bigger than his size carried it up to Twilight and up the stairs. “Here it is Twilight!” He announced with a soft voice, with a trail of pride as he did his work diligently.

Somehow, for some reason, Spike grew to becoming Twilight’s number one assistant, which seemed like a stupid idea at the time, but Twilight being Princess Celestia’s personal protégé may have just made it all the more reason for him to solidify his place as Twilight’s assistant.

But even with them being like this, I can just smile joyously, my job no longer being a nanny to Spike and a darn pack mule for the pony. She was demanding… really, she was all this and that, she was serious with her work and with it, she was near commanding, but thankfully, with some of Princess’ visits to her protégé, she calmed down and learn some of her mistakes. I’m really sure, with time, she’ll be calmed down a tiny bit would be nice to see.

As with every visit of the Princess, I had a chance to ask to be allowed to her side. Sure it may seem weird for Celestia’s personal guard to be away from her and asking permission to return to her side, but she did order me to be Twilight’s guardian just the same. Thankfully, at some times, I am allowed back and I was once again back in the throne room, looking over the ponies that ask and pleas for the princess to work about on.

I was back into the old atmosphere, a very familiar place but with every beginning, there was an end and I was escorting the princess back to her bedroom, nothing unusual until she started to ask questions.

“How is she, Twilight?” She started, our walk slowing down exponentially, as we stopped at a window, the sun setting slowly. Though taken by surprised by the sudden question, I responded as best I can. “She’s very determined and diligent. She wants to do her work with her best and with her utmost prospect of on-time and perfection, her standards of course.” I answered the initial thing to talk about her, which only made Celestia giggle at me.

“I did not mean her work Daybreak…” She responds to me, which made me look at her confused. “Okay… well, she sure is a capable filly, growing to be one, I’m sure. She is smart, I can give her that. All in all, she’s… a smart but easy to panic when it concerns you and any study…” I answered once again hoping that was the answer she was looking. Celestia kept smiling at me and her eyes scanning me as if reading me like a book.

“Has she made friends yet?” Celestia asked, her own tone, slowly hopeful, I caught that but I did not want to answer a question with a question. “Not yet, though she is acquainted with some of the ponies in her class, as I have seen, I am sure she is busy with the lessons than do such a thing.” I answered back at her. She nods, her eyes closed and looking out the window, the sun now a quarter left in the horizon as it slowly goes down.

“She still has a lot to learn…” She said calmly as her horn glows a golden and sure enough, the moon starts to rise and with it, the ominous image of the mare in the moon was evident on it. The stars flicker bright into the now purple and indigo shade of the sky. “I don’t mean to be rude Celestia, but why did you ask such a thing from me, I’m sure you can observe her yourself…?” I asked with a raised brow but she herself can only smile on and looking at me, her magenta eyes really looking at me, like my soul was in attention.

“It was just me thinking Daybreak, now you are dismissed until tomorrow, I expect you to take care of Twilight, and I have a Summer Sun Festival to work on come the week.” She said with a smile, “The last one needs to be different; I can’t have myself always do the same thing to happen every time.” She added as she moves to her chambers after out little conversation. But before the door closes she looks back at me, “Good night Daybreak.” She said with a smile on her muzzle.

I stood there as the two guards look at me, with a smirk or so. “No double meaning there you two, unless you want her to explain it, she IS just by that door.” I said with a sigh, as I walk away, really, as her own personal guard, she sure knows how to keep secrets, but… I too was no exception, since I have them locked in a box in my mind, the key lost to me…

I sigh once more, making my way down to the library level, expecting the librarian about to close it but I find that she was looking out, a bit worried or so. “A problem, Note?“ I asked her. “Yes, can you please carry the two back to her room?” She asked kindly to me. The cream coat and black mane pony mare was Note Worthy, the current librarian, who had an interest with books, an odd thing to see for an earth pony to do but I was not going to judge that.

“I’ll get them.” I said happily. I walk in and found Twilight with a book under her hooves and under her head sleeping as Spike was on a seat, sleeping soundly, obviously tired. I can only sigh and smile at the two as I took either in my arms and carry them both. “Good night Note Worthy.” I spoke to her, making the mare smile as I carry the two to their room. And escorting Note to hers when I quickly got back.

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I wasn’t in need to sleep. I patrolled the castle, slowly as to not make my steps that noisy yet still have a mechanical whirl present still, to ensure that any guard in the corridors would not be frightened by me. Passing the few white coat guards, I greeted them in keeping alert regardless of the peace we have there may be a pony willing to slip in the princess’ quarter or a vermin.

Walking in the dark hallways earned me the ‘Ghost of the castle’ title, those years ago. I chuckle some about it, but I could not help but hear the voices once more in my mind, the voices I want to call my real self, but somehow, I felt like that was a sad existence now but through the years they started to get stronger, very strong, as if I was day dreaming while I walk through the hallways. I recalled some, but as quickly as I did, I forget them, a flicker of life being killed once born. Tonight was no exception.

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My vision replaced by flickers of yellow flame that dance here and there, forms of bodies similar in my shape move about and with it acting as if something was wrong, yet it was obscure, a blur even.

“Keep fighting! We won’t let them get through!!!” A voice shouted out as many of the flames flicker and stopped, some crouched some standing and pointing at an object and soon I heard loud bangs, as if fire was forced out a small entry, nearly making a popping sound much powerful than fireworks.

“Open Fire!!!!” Again, the many small fire explosions kept going, as if there was no end to them, I can hear shouting, some grunting, others screaming in pain. There was also shouting as if they were massive, many of them, an army even. I can hear metal clashing against metal, the sounds of battle, conflict, war, but after such a moment, it disappeared for a moment and leaving only one flicker of a form, blurred but standing as tall as I.

“You ready brother?” It asked me.
“You know we need to be, we are the Sky Diver Units.” I responded with joy.
“Let’s make ourselves known then!” Said my brother….
“Geronimo!!!” We both shouted then that falling feeling… the air passing pass by, the whips and the violent wind passing by us, the freedom and the feeling to fly.

The sounds of battle faintly returning, but approaching fast and before I knew it, there were flicking flames of violet, all arranged like any army would yet they did not speak just responded… blandly.

“Enemy! Enemy! Destroy!” Shouted some and I hear the same fire explosions. I hear the whiplash of fast moving objects pass my hearing and with it, I can hear the ground coming fast.

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But after that, nothing, and I found myself staring at the door, the room given to me, by the princess, one near the dungeons. I can only chuckle at that since that is where I was first brought in and that is where I am living close to. I sigh, as I enter, not wanting to cause any more accidents as my memories would go and start making themselves known. I was alone, I was the only thing here, yet the memories kept telling me… I’m not but you should not be.

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Five years pass so quickly now… my life was basically so dull and not that eventful. Twilight was now a very attractive mare, but her attitude was… still the same, to a degree. I have to agree she is more composed and mature but she still had her mind on books and her own optimism about the contents of her studies and the magic she can do. Her lessons, both in school and with princess Celestia, was showing, she has done spells that seem to require such knowledge, time and even power to be successful. She didn’t really need me anymore, as Celestia have placed me back and returned me to her personal guard.

But I can’t really lie to myself, the dreams, and the memories start to become very… demanding, clearer and even familiar. I cringed at those memories but one memory and what it spoke, was nagging me, this one, persist to stay in my mind, while the others continue to fade away, returning to the locked box of my psyche.

*******

“You are all soldiers!” Spoke a prominent voice, one that demanded respect, authority and one that stands with sorrow and pity for all of us and itself.

“Before you arrived here, you all were first thought to be beings not worthy to live, denied of the pleasures as your kind has, but I have given you this chance. The Laws of Life, Existence denies you all the passage to the life you belong. The world will shun you all once it knows what you are, once it knows you are not meant to be, the laws will do their highest power, extent to destroy or send you back to the abyss that was the other side of the glass of your prison!”

“You all now stand, different at first, fighting amongst yourselves, denied of dying, to never finding peace. I gave you all forms, similar and very prominent of the army, the skill you all have. You all stand to be your own self, to be with your brothers in arms! Know this, we are an army, we are unknown, we are non-existent and we can proudly say, WE ARE WAR!!!” The voice of authority shouted with such pride that many of the voices cheered along him and we chant.

“Creator! Creator! Creator!”

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I sigh hard hearing those things and it continues to return to me. “I was meant to never exist yet, that Creator, gave me a life or so… But what does that leave me?” I thought long and hard, even when I stand in the throne room, at one of the adjacent walls, looking at the princess do her work and her continued job, but I can see a slight worry in her face. I can tell, and she can tell I knew. It was early that morning, and it was one of those times that I was just going to stand and wait. That was the plan until a wisp of purple smoke passed the doors and near Princess Celestia. In a green flame, it materialized into a scroll.

“Another one of Twilight’s letters… ?“ I sigh out to myself, making sure no pony heard me. Even with the bit of distraction, Princess Celestia quickly made a reply, one with a quill floating in her golden magical aura. It was fast, really fast. The quill scribbled as fast as Celestia wanted and before we knew it, she sent the scroll back to the sender in quick fashion.

I don’t really find that peculiar, she is a monarch and she had to treat and listen to all her subject but again, I can feel the unease from her form. Today was the day before the Summer Sun Celebration, another one, but this is her 1000th year. Everypony was wondering how she’ll make it spectacular and such special. I look on, waiting for the moment when the first batch of early ponies were finished, but it was Celestia this time who ordered me.

“Daybreak, please stand before me, I have a request from you.” She spoke in her calm tone as I walk to the center of the throne room, the guards looking in wonder at me and her. “Yes, Princess Celestia, what may you have of me?” I spoke as I bow down, on one knee as I was not in her equal standing. “Daybreak, my knight, can you please look after Twilight Sparkle, my most faithful student?” She asked of me, this was odd, she was asking me, in her caring ruler tone and in front of the guards.

“Princess, your Protégé? What may have you ask such a thing from me?” I responded a bit embarrassed that she was being friendly now at me. “I want you to keep an eye on my student, I sent her to where the upcoming Summer Sun Celebration shall occur, a little town called Ponyville.” She now returned to normal, her falter a while ago making me wonder more. Before I could acknowledge she added, “Please, do keep out of sight. I am worried, but I am sure she will succeed in the small task I gave her.“

I look up and nod once as I got up now. “I will follow Princess Celestia.” I bowed once more, “I shall take my leave then, good morning to you Princess.” I spoke last as I made my way out the throne room. I was not really finding it odd a mentor having worry about their student was common to understand. So with that in mind, I walked my way to Ponyville. Since I’ve been there… 110 years ago… Great, I am not up-to-date now on the current affairs of other pony settlements.

I sigh again as I made my way through Canterlot, greeting the little foals, fillies and colts as they wanted to see Daybreak, the Golden Armor. Some of the upper class ponies look with a raised brow, at me and some of the parents smiling my way. True, I may not have gone out of the castle much, but when Celestia does, I follow behind without a moment’s notice. Once out of Canterlot’s proper borders, I made my way through the dirt path, making sure to keep myself paced and walking naturally, this time, following the path.

From my first trip from Ponyville to Canterlot, I did not recall how fast I was when I walked down properly through the correct path, I found myself looking at the steep cliffs, the hills, trees and even the occasional passerby. “How did I get to Canterlot so fast that day?” I asked myself and to no one as I continue, not worrying about the matter as I try to keep calm and just continue the path, determine not to let Celestia down.

Back with my thoughts in Celestia, I can feel the unease, the worry from her body. She was expecting something, I’m sure of it. It was not weird to worry about a teacher and her student but now that I remember that SHE sent Twilight to Ponyville made the speculation odd now. I thought hard, what could possibly be Princess Celestia’s worry? I mean, this is her thousandth Summer Sun Celebration, what is there to worry?

As I continue the path, I find the sun moving relatively fast, the distance of my travel was very wide but I continue on, not caring about the things of time now. Still, the order I was given, I took to consideration. I was about to cloak when a wisp of smoke pass by me and with it a scroll quickly appear before me with the Royal Seal!

I paused as I look around, seeing no other passing pony. I quickly took it and open to see what the Princess needed to tell me.

Dear Knight Daybreak.

“Twilight has been given the Library of Ponyville as her own home and abode. I am also going to be busy with preparations with the upcoming event come tomorrow morning. I hope you really do keep yourself out of sight my knight, I believe this is my student’s first major lesson that I need to teach her. Though I am confident of her abilities, I still worry about her and the coming event. Please, keep her safe for me until tomorrow. I hope to have another task for you when that comes.”

Your Princess,
Celestia

I rolled the scroll and quickly hid it in a pocket in my armor, as quick as I can, trying to make it to Ponyville without delay. I felt worry, very worried, her message seemed caring, seemed directed to Twilight but something else was within it. The word hope, Celestia never uses that too many times, there wasn’t a time she said that, she spoke confidently through all the times I’ve known her. Hope was a doubt but an outcome that you wish to be in favor of your own.

I quickly made my way to the town, cloaking became second nature to me now as I ran invisibly through the path, making not a sound, but the animals felt something was there and quickly move away from the path as I pass. As quickly as I have gone, I made my way to Ponyville, at another archway, this time it would seem the town grew bigger from last I have been here.

There was a large building that stood out in the center of it, the houses seem more vibrant and more colorful than I recalled and the number of ponies seem to have increased greatly yet still having the numbers to make it relaxed and quaint as I have last seen it. I made my way, careful not to bump into any pony, it was past noon, and surely there must be some sign as to where Twilight and Spike was right now?

I look left and right and before I knew it, I found her at a distance, making her way to the middle most building. I sigh in relief, no such danger have fallen upon Twilight, a chilling image of a very angry and very disappointed Celestia looking down at me, a very disappointed frown and vengeful stare, fire all round such an image… I shivered to that imagination as that would be the day I pissed the one pony who moved the sun AND moon.

I quickly slipped inside the building to find it well decorated, from tapestries to sashes up the windows and some bows here and there. Before I can awe at the beauty of the interior now, I snapped back to my mission, hearing Spike speak dreamy to something, “Beautiful…” I moved to the side, making sure not to be seen or even be noticed by my charge. “Yes, the decors coming along nicely.” Twilight spoke out, looking up at the decorations. She seemed and even looked to have a happy smile on her as she tries to relax. From here, I can sense she was tense, yes, and frustrated even, I may have missed something while I was still getting here.

Spike quickly just denied his claim to Twilight and spoke, with the same dreamy tone, “No, her…” He spoke out. I quickly took a glance and for some unforeseen reason, I saw a white, marshmallow unicorn pony with a curled purple mane and tail, what was baffling was the small sparkles that seem to… surround her as if she were your dream pony…

Unfortunately, I am not a pony… I suppose, and who would love a damn immortal being? I’m sure not attracting ANY pony considering my stature and how I lacked the need to sleep, used the bathroom, bathe, eat and keep fit. Still, I look on and stayed out of sight and a good distance from my charge and the new pony she was conversing with.

I calmed down once more, seeing that nothing bad was to happen… I should stop thinking that. In an instant, the white pony started to gasp and quickly drag Twilight and Spike out of the building. I quickly gave chase; the power of the white pony had a strength that would match me in a one-on-ten tug of war with the guard ponies. They quickly enter into a pink stylish looking building, one about three stories high, if the top was a room. Still, I look inside to find the place… dipped in shades of pink, purples, indigoes, cobalt and with a lot of other vibrant but otherwise feminine colors.

I saw mannequins… or was that ponyquins… Still I can see that Twilight was having a makeover, as many of the mares in Canterlot would say. Though it was embarrassing for me to look inside through the window, but I have not joy in being in the same room as any mare having a makeover. I was grateful the Princess was not keen on having a makeover as many of her… admirers have requested, I gave them very angry looks as to why they push a mare, the princess for that matter, to change when she is already beautiful as she is.

Before I can continue that line of thought, Princess Celestia being beautiful as she is now, I heard from inside, “CANTERLOT!” The white mare quickly screams in joyous euphoria. She continued to describe Canterlot, and really, she knew what she was talking about. And for some odd reason, Twilight was wearing very nice attire; white does make a complementary contrast that made her very stunning to look at. But as quickly as I glanced and the white mare leaving, Twilight bolted out of there with Spike, the dragon who still was dreamy still.

As Twilight gallops out, the dress left in the shop or boutique as I have learned from Canterlot, I followed them to the best that I can. The next Summer Sun festival was to occur here in Ponyville… and for some odd reason, there was a lack of ponies outside, not like back then and when I first entered this early afternoon. Still, I moved at a distant from Twilight and Spike, not near enough to hear their conversation but I made sure to keep an eye on her. They were making their way to the park and even from where I stood, I can hear the high pitched, and very soft melody of music. It was a refreshing and very kind melody, as if birds were singing… until the image of the high pitched orchestra left me with an agape jaw.

There was a whole set of different birds, and each one making a tone, a tweet and they were following one Pegasus mare of a butter yellow with kind rose pink mane and tail. She was leading them to a tune which caught mine and also my charge’s attention where they found her. I was still far and out of hearing range when Twilight conversed with the Pegasus. There was an audible silence, one that was disturbing for me, as I look around at a glance to find… not a pony in sight… that was very odd and peculiar but then hearing not a sound from Twilight and the Pegasus, I look to find what has occurred, but only an awkward silence followed.

“Well, at the least Twilight is safe…” I spoke out to myself as I find Twilight moving away and conversing with Spike, but in an instant that yellow pegasus bumped Twilight off and converse with Spike with a renewed vigor. I was shocked, and fearful now, I saw Twilight being pushed off like she wasn’t important and my fear was that I let Twilight get hurt from that. I made a quick step and came closer to the three and from there I can tell, the Pegasus was more interested on the dragon than Twilight, and with one reluctant move, Twilight starts to leave, Spike on her back but this only spurred the Pegasus mare to follow… wings stiff and open at talking with a dragon.

*****

Wing boners… I have only seen Celestia twice with that wing based emotional flag in my about to be 110 years I have been under service to her once the Summer Sun Celebration passes. The first instance was when I accidentally caught her after her bath. No surprise there, I was just in her service for about a year and I was taking my job seriously that time. True, being in her chambers was one thing but seeing her, damp, clean and very joyous form made more of a large impression now. I did invite myself in her bed chambers and have quickly offered her a massage, if she wanted it.

She was at first reluctant, seeing that I was in armor but I assured her, no chills will be upon her delicate form. I saw her blush at my complement as I told her to just lie down on her bed, belly on the bed, wings out and my own form quickly situating beside her. First thing I did was check my armor temperature. I’ve learned that my armor was very unique, one detail I always kept away from everypony, even Celestia since I really have no clue what, who and how I am inside one.

My fingers were quick to get to her shoulders. My palms press lightly, circling some, feeling the tense muscles that seem to be present at the spot. I took my time, slowly circling over, pressing some of my fingers at some points and feel over her muscles. My digits quickly part her coat some, to reach over her form, letting me slide and relax her so. She cooed that time, “Oh My! Such dexterity those… What do you have?” She asked as she gave out a relaxing sigh as I now move lower to her back, again the knots of her muscles were very tense and very tight.

“They are called fingers, Princess.” I respond to her as I continue, circling slowly, feeling the grooves of her muscles, pressing at certain bumps and sides of the knots, making her coo some more. I was not really paying attention but I was trying my best. My sights kept showing the muscle patterns on an average pony, using my current vision, Celestia as an example, and make an animated muscle chart that move along her actions. When I reached the coat to feathers, my chart quickly showed that the tense areas on a pegasi would be on the connecting section of her wings to the body, but warned that is of intimate areas. So, I chose to move to the wing itself, flexing it open lightly and twisting and pressing at a few certain points that the muscles were to be exhausted.

Celestia, through it all, was sighing in relief and with coos for me to be proud of. “Enjoying it?” I asked with a sly tone at her. I can tell she blushed, as my hands were at her cheeks when I asked that of her, making sure to get her jaws and to ensure she was well treated. As I finished her head, neck, shoulder, some of her legs, her back and her wings, I was now going for her flank when her wings smacked me, stiff as they were to my face. I paused, my hands quickly darted away to ensure I have not done anything wrong.

“Did I do something?!” I spoke in panic, as the animated chart I had said that getting all the knots of muscles is the key to a successfully relaxed client. Well, Celestia’s wings were stuck stiff and I can only look worried. “No…you have touched my flank… that’s a sensitive… area…” She said in hush and in an awkward tone, embarrassed even. I gave myself a smack on the face and I proceeded to stand up. “Okay, my mistake, I shall… just guard then…” I spoke half-shamefully for doing so and went my way, leaving her and not wanting to look back.

Now other instance I found her wing boner is an awkward moment of when I walked in on her chambers, by accident, mind you, in the middle of the night when I kept hearing gasps from her bed chambers. “Princess Celestia, are you-” I was asking while I enter, but the sight of her flushed face, her blush, form under the covers and her wing stretched out, stiff. I just slowly move back, close the door and left without another word.

*****

Great, those memories were supposed to be gone by now. Anyway, I followed Twilight and Spike, who still spoke with the Pegasus mare, who I overheard, is named Fluttershy. “Wow, for being shy, she sure knows how to speak with a dragon…” I comment to no one and followed in the slow, annoying pace Twilight uses when she is frustrated.

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By the time we were back in town, the sky was a mix of orange and yellow, the sun ready to set and we approached a tree. I was no expert in organization and management but a tree… building would really stand out. Looking at a nearby sign, with the imagery as all most shops in Equestria use, a book, very original. The library, is the tree, hollowed out, I’m sure as this was how the building would be. Another thing that I notice perplexing was the lack of ponies outside.

I got here at the afternoon and there was a whole bustle of ponies and now… it seemed empty, no other pony there. I took a glance here and there but I can only confirm Twilight, Spike riding her back and the Pegasus pony, Fluttershy. “What happened to everypony?” I talked to myself, unsure of the current predicament but shrugged it off as my mission was more important than a deserted town. Looking back to my charge, twilight flung Spike off her back and talking to the pony, trying her best to tell the pony to go away. I roll my eyes, “Typical Twilight, not in the mood to be friendly. Thinking of her studies as usual.” I comment towards her as Twilight soon shut the door, hard on Fluttershy.

At first I cringed that Twilight wasn’t that harsh. I looked on and wondered why the yellow pony did not look sad, and before I can think further she flew up and unto an opened window. This sent alarms in my mind as to why the pony would do such a thing. I quickly made a dash for the door, worried, really worried that there might be something wrong, a timid pony going through the window. As I dash about, the lights inside sparked to life, increasing my pace as I was about to warn Twilight but as my hand nearly grasp the knob did I hear the cheers and the shouts, “Surprise!!!”

I stopped, stood still, trying my best to not just flinch hard as the cheers were evident. I slowly but surely move back from the door, a sigh of relief escaping as I move to a window to peer inside the events. I saw that many of the ponies, from when I arrived, were now crammed inside the hollow tree. Really, it was a surprise, even for me, as I looked inside, seeing the familiar color palettes on some, including the white with glamorous purple mane and Fluttershy in there.

The longer I watched, the more I wondered, where was Twilight? I looked from every possible angle, even from any ground floor window to look inside only to find that Twilight was not there. I took a glance up into the balcony thinking she was there. My thoughts were quelled when I saw Spike telling a specific, energetic pink pony about Twilight. I calm down, not wanting to disturb her from her idea to escape this party, as evident with her attitudes over the other parties that Celestia had in the castle. She was not one interested with parties unless there was a learning experience, which only occurred for just once and Twilight was now against learning more.

I was about to just lean on the wooden wall when suddenly the pink pony opened the window, I was thankful I had the reflex to move out as the window swings open and the pink pony with such an exuberant demeanor stared outside, right in front of my invisible form. My eyes wide, worried even as my body felt still, cold at the moment, seeing her looking and staring… Then she started, with a voice nearly childlike and full of life, “Somepony out there?” She started her eyes darting here and there but her snout was still very near my chest as she looks on.

“Pinkie Pie, whatever are you looking for outside?” A voice that sounded with elegance and with some dramatization, called out with a mixture of wonder and impatience. “Give me a second Rarity, I feel like staring…” The pink pony, who I now know as Pinkie Pie, stares hard though smiling at bit as she kept her gaze at my. I stood still, shivering a bit as I was caught by surprise with the pony. She was just inches, in not just a tongue’s length and thanks Celestia she just shrugs.

“Oh well, back to the party!!!” Pinkie Pie rejoiced happily as she goes back and closing the window. I felt relief and a sigh escaping from me as my body shook and shivered only for me to once again, stiffen. Pinkie Pie made one last look, opening the window AGAIN! She looked there, even peered ever so but again, shrugs. “Oh well, nopony there.” She announced before closing the window. Now I practically collapsed then and there, the shivers won’t stop leaving my spine and I felt weak in the knees as I was nearly caught by a pony, one EARTH pony at that…

“I may be out of practice…” I sigh, feeling my joins shake a bit as I try to relax, being nearly found out will be one heck of a blemish on my reputation, even if it was from an unknown pony. I kept sighing my way, feeling the relief spreading to me with enough ideas about milkshakes. “I have got to stop thinking too much…” I spoke to myself as I lean down on the tree, library. This was going to be one long night, I can feel it, as the party inside continues to rage on inside the library. “Common sense suggests being quiet in a library… and now there’s a party in one…” I chuckle to myself hearing the cheers and the obvious sign of mingling, eating and drinking.

“Customs are to stay up and in wait for the Summer Sun Celebration, which shall be this coming morning…” I reviewed, looking back up into the moon, gazing into the mare shaped shadow, the dark stare it gave to any moon gazer. Four prominent starts shone brightly, making them known, not even trying to be unique like the rest of the stars, as they shone brightly like they have practiced this bright shining dance. They flash, four arranging a square encasing the moon and only shrinking to surround the moon.

I smile some, admiring the night more so, even with the shadow of Nightmare Moon on her original charge, I enjoyed the night, not for the rest, not for the idea for parties but for the silence and the peace to read in peace. I smile under my armor, feeling glee build up inside of me as I try to remember my times, I do have time to kill and it isn’t like Twilight to party, knowing her and her initial studies about partying.

I visit the library whenever a new book is published, which was about 3 or 4 per week, but I finish them all within the day they are released. I even do some of my own return visits to the library, as I have yet to understand magic, since I am incapable of such a thing, yet I go back, thinking, I should know how to cast it. My body throughout my whole stay with the Princess was joyous at best, whenever I’m around her, I feel like I was in heaven yet at the same moment, my heart beats a pang of guilt, sorrow, self pity and regret, like there was more to me than what I do not remember of me.

I snort out in frustration, a habit I picked up considering I’m surrounded with equine species. Still, some of the terms that I know of seem to be missing from their own vocabulary. Not even their scientific studies and magical experimentation have yielded results. I had my fair share of researchers who looked for me. It first started as the press taking pictures of me in the night, as I was more active then. It progressed through broad daylight and soon some researchers, most of whom were unicorns, were looking into me and what I am, others speculate I am a lost species that originated from humans. Now that term I know, somewhat fresh in my mind, yet they speak as if it were a myth or just very old legends.

Other ponies think I am an especially casted familiar, one that required armor to support his shape and form, and to stay within their plane of existence. I quickly deny that since such magic, from my initial read over, was risky and a danger to the safety of the caster, since there was a chance to summon an abomination from Tartarus. Thankfully, Celestia quelled the many ponies interested in me by stating I was an anomaly, both unknown to her and my own self. Though it was temporary, it did give me time to think, what am I? Who am I supposed to be? Why am I here?

These question still haunt me, really, the dreams were one thing, a once a moment thing as they always disappear when I wake up from my daydreams or naps that I love to take. “These damn questions always come back, even after 109 years, I still don’t know and yet… I’m here, alive, not aging inside this armor, or that I am aware of…” I speak my mind out trying to let my own grief of the moment and my own stress seep out from my sighs. Again, I gaze up, admiring the moon, even with the shadow that looms with it, I can still say it was worth seeing it in the cascades of stars, bright and illuminating the night like a lantern for us all to see.

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It took some time for when the ponies would be leaving the library, or the celebration venue. I heard the gossips from the townsfolk, the city hall, which was the tall middle building, was to be the place the ponies plan for Celestia to raise the sun. I look over the area and the building. The building was tall, prominent even and the right location, confirmed by the arrival of some of the pegasi guards. I chuckle some, remembering when I cannot tell them from each other, until they and the Princess explained to me that the armors they wear were enchanted to allow a sense of anonymous features so nopony can harm them off duty.

I smile waiting on the ponies to file out of the library, some of them still awake, the ponies prepared for the event as usual. Once I saw Twilight exit the library, I continued to trace her steps, making sure not to let my presence known by the pony. I have been extra careful; being VERY far was one of them, the other hiding while cloaked. I have been guarding her and she has learned to ‘sense’ me, so to speak. 7 years of being with her, and we knew each other as acquaintances, and clearly I was trying my best to go overboard.

Once inside the building where the event was to occur, I waited near the doors, or at the least, not to be too close. Inside, the pegasi were flying, or some who were willing or excited for the event. The rest of the ponies were standing in groups, keeping close to their friends and their closer circles of friends. All of them being quiet and waiting in anticipation. As for me, I was more of a calm and norm about the event, seeing and attending it for more than a century tends to make the event stale in interest.

The early morning shining inside softly as music, from Fluttershy’s animal companions, birds to be exact started an entry number where a cream mare with a light smoke gray mane and tail, wearing gold rimmed glasses against her snout and a collar where a prominent green was evident on her neck. The event has officially started and with it, the introduction of Princess Celestia to the stage.

“Fillies and gentlecolts, as mayor of Ponyville, it is my great pleasure to announce the beginning of the Summer Sun Celebration.” The mare started caused a round of cheers from the ponies inside, though my attention was on Twilight, I still pay some attention towards the Mayor of Ponyville.

When the Cheering stopped, the mayor continues, “In just a few moments, our town will witness the magic of the sunrise and celebrate this, the longest day of the year.” Like the many usual speeches I keep hearing from any pony before a Summer Sun Celebration. But Looking at Twilight, I saw her gazing at the moon from a window. In reflex, I gazed at where she was looking and found the four prominent stars move behind the moon in quick fashion… only for the dark shadow on the moon to flash and disappear.

I raised my brows in shock, and my eyes were wide, even when I was invisible. “What was that?!” I thought hard looking at Twilight for any explanation. Then it hit me, the 1000th Summer Sun Celebration… the longest day of the year… the banishment of Nightmare Moon… was due today. “Celestia… Why did you not tell me?” I thought once more as I made a silent plea that this was not a sign, yet, from my long time in the Castle, Celestia has never gave me signs for me to stay with her.

“Princess Celestia!” The mare finished announcing, my mind returning to the current moment as I waited with held breath, hoping for nothing bad to happen to Celestia… but that was quickly shattered when the curtains open to an empty balcony. The pony started to murmur amongst them while I had a silent plea, “No No No NO!” I reacted some, looking at Twilight. “Celestia, why did you make me leave your side?” I prayed in my thoughts as I held my gaze at Twilight, her body saying it all, the sudden move of her hooves, trying to move away.

When the white pony, up in the balcony spoke out the news, “She’s gone…” The whole building was filled with the many gasps of the fillies and mares. My heart sank, the pain at the bottom of my heart, now etching its way up to my own, my body cold under my armor as the news struck home for me. “She’s… gone?” I spoke, not caring if any pony heard me. The only thing snapping me back to reality was the growing gasps of the ponies once more as a dark indigo mist started to seep out from the balcony.

I was hopeful, for just a second, that it was Celestia, thinking this was one of her new ideas on her entrance, but I was proven wrong with the mist that sparkle with glitters of white to show a black pony, wearing the mist as her mane and tail. Her body was bare except for her helm and the chest piece just after her neck, with a noticeable baby blue and a moon symbol. Her eyes were slit, nearly reptile like in the green-blue of her eyes.

She smiles at all of us, her eyes showing joy and showing such evil intent behind her gaze. Her laughing was soft and with it, her volume not reaching where I stood, but the silence of all the ponies… was deafening. She was of course half-annoyed that no one pony knew of her, as she starts to remind everypony inside of who she was. I knew, but I cannot blow my own cover, I had my orders, even if it pained me, but my first and most important mission was with Twilight.

Speaking of, she spoke out, with all her confidence, “And I know who you are. You’re the Mare in the Moon, Nightmare Moon.“ once again, the ponies gasp, the revelation was making them sound like a record of sorts.

I gave myself a facepalm. “Ugh, if I did not know any better, they all had a script for a cliché audience of climactic response.” I sigh out, again, none notice me speaking silently as Nightmare Moon started to laugh in triumph as her misty blue mane starts to swirl above and for lightning to arc from her vortex. I am amazed, really, she knew her magic very well but I snapped myself out as the mayor quickly commanded the guard ponies to get Nightmare Moon, who felt insulted, again, breaking my line of thought as she was a princess, thus she would be in the right mind to deny being caught. Sure enough, a wave of her mane, the mist and her magic, she sends the four or so Royal Guard ponies flying and crashing around the room.

A number of the guard stagger and were not in good shape as Nightmare Moon, with her laugh of triumph following, faded away and escaping, as she announces that the night shall be eternal. I kept my eye on Twilight, the many ponies were panicking inside, as she gallops out, determined to get out and do something. “Well, if there’s something I know, Twilight has some knowledge on what to do.“ I comment to myself as I run behind her. Following behind her, I can see she was desperate, near panic and unsure, her body says it all. As she got inside the library, I found out that Spike was not with her, “He may have fallen down from the initial shock…”

Again, I chose to stay outside the library and wait on Twilight, my mission more important now. While I waited, a blur of cyan and a rainbow streak following zoom past the door, surprising me. But I was more surprised further as four more ponies enter, an orange earth mare with a Stetson hat, the white Mare who was at the boutique, Fluttershy and Pinkie pie enter the library. For a moment it would seem like the best idea to let them work it themselves. Really, I’m not great when I’m in a crowd. Before long, the group of ponies, including Twilight exit the library, all of them with worried faces and with it, they walked towards the south and with great time even.

When an entry was evident to a forest area, the six ponies and I, if they knew, were facing the Everfree forest, which they gulped and with mixed feelings about the forest. “Good to see you again, Everfree…” I smiled some under my face plate, the one place I began and we were going through it. I wasn’t sure what Twilight was thinking but I know something must be inside there. There was many raw magics that are uncontrollable, unholy, to some extent and that is where the first castle of the Pony sisters, Princess Celestia and Luna first had their kingdom.

Still, the ponies enter, and so did I. The forest in the night was dense yet it kept a very eerie path, letting those who enter to move as the forest wants them to. There were sounds of wildlife, howls and some flashing predator eyes from the bushes, yet the ponies continue on their way. Before any of them knew it, we were high above, looking over the large landscape of dark green and black, Everfree was larger than I initially thought and awoke to those years back.

And I observed all the ponies, to the best I can, guarding Twilight was a priority and her companions, who I’m sure she has not seen as friends, but distractions at this moment, were second on my list. As they were about to cross the nearby cliff, did the ground start to rumble and with it, the ponies, except for the cyan rainbow and Fluttershy, started to skid down on the slope below.

I nearly panicked I jumped down onto the slope myself, making as much sliding noises at those ponies. I look up, seeing the Pegasus of the ponies help the others. As I look on, I saw that Twilight was holding for dear life with the orange earth mare that was doing her best to hold her. As I slid past them, I heard, “I promise you, you’ll be okay, just let go.”

I wanted to slap the hat wearing pony for saying such a thing but my thoughts quickly dismissed that as I saw the two fliers move under the cliff that Twilight was situated on. I was speechless; I was quick to judge this pony and I was further impressed with how truthfully she has spoken it even through the circumstances. But before I can just silently thank her, I myself was the one falling on the cliff… How did I forget that?

Still, I fall down, making sure not to hit any pony or make a sound. I was used to heights, I was used to the landing and I was enjoying my freefall a bit before I got to my feet, the ground not even rumbling to my arrival as I quickly made my way to a tree, hoping that none of the ponies notice me, even if I were cloaked, invisible, I was still noticeable when I make a sound.

When I turned around, the ponies were back to taking their pace. “Thank Celestia, they are alright…” I sigh as I look up to the moon, silently cursing it, “Celestia… I hope you are safe…” I spoke silently as I observe the ponies in their trek. But before they can continue further, a roar came out, and with it a manticore appears from the gap where they were headed. The ponies were quick to act, surprising, the near falls may have caused that from them, as they start to try and fight the creature. The battle with the manticore winning with size was about to enter a charging attack with the ponies. The yellow pony was quick to shout out. “WAIT!!!!”

Making Twilight and her group to stop, the yellow Pegasus quickly moved to the manticore with a peaceful and every gentle nudge of her snout to one paw, before anything can happen further, the manticore, was friendly enough to present his paw, where a large spike was embedded on its palm. Now I was thinking, this was insane, as to how the pony knew, it was surreal, really… Still, with the problem over and the ponies continue. I stood there, thinking, how did that mare do that?!

But I shrug it off, looking at the recently removed splinter only for me to see it transform into a mist of indigo, very similar to Nightmare Moon’s mane and with it, quickly flying past the ponies. I clenched my fist in anger, the blood inside of me heating up as I was about ready to blow my cover to protect Twilight. But I breathed calmly, trying to think positively, Twilight was safe, that’s good…

I followed them to the best of my ability, now marking that I have been invisible for nearly a whole day a new record in my book. We passed through a set of trees, that seem thicker and they made a tightly knit roof of branches above them, enclosing the place in darkness. I observed to the best I can and with it, the ponies screaming in the darkness. I look to see them screaming and somewhat fearful of the blood red glowing trees with such features that were monstrous with how they were glowing. I wasn’t afraid, I was basically an alien and I am Princess Celestia’s Personal Guard… Who am I kidding I felt my spine chill and my face pale, not knowing why but yes, pale as I stare at the looks they gave off, even if it wasn’t directed at me.

I only snapped out of my frozen fear when I heard a giggle. I look over to the ponies to find, the pink one, Pinkie Pie to start giggling and laughing, making Twilight’s entourage to follow her example and before I knew it, I was an audience to them singing. I sigh and held my head with the palm of my hands as this was getting old now.

Don’t get me wrong, singing was one of the other best pastimes ponies do when they feel joyous or having that morning glee. I’ve seen them sing, dance and making a good number about them. I was especially surprised that Celestia was an avid singing to their sing-song moments. I was also baffled as to how they keep their rhythm and lines in choreographically perfect. I asked the princess once about that, but she states, it was natural and there was no practice prior to it.

I sigh in relief when they finish singing and was not at a violently raging river, with one very sad water serpent. At first, I thought this will be one of the most dangerous things they will face. I was about ready to leap into action when the serpent was crying and complaining about his moustache. I basically tripped then and there when he mentioned that as the ponies were gathered in front of him. As I compose myself, I heard the serpent, once more, this time, cheering about his moustache returning to his glory.

I look to find his orange, very straight moustache accompanied by curly but still fashionable velvet purple on the other, the color familiar to me. I look to see the white unicorn mare to have cut her tail. The river before us was now calm; the thrashing of the serpent may have been the cause of it, annoying as it was to know, still, he was kind to return the generosity of one to the ponies.

I only leaped over the river, landing gracefully and not a sound as I follow the ponies. A time passed, my legs were aching for a bit of rest but I tread on, not wanting to fail Celestia, even in the face of hopelessness. We soon saw the castle, the old castle, now in ruins, the dark shade, the crumbling stone and the abandon look was evident on how ancient the place was. Exactly a thousand years, Celestia left that castle when she banished her sister.

The closer they went, did a fog start to envelope us and I was thankful that none of the ponies fell down the gap where a bridge once stood. The cyan pony with rainbow streaks was joyously happy to fix the bridge that still had the length to be fixed. The five others allowed themselves a bit of rest as the Pegasus pony, who I now knew as Rainbow Dash from the little chatter my charge and the other four were having.

“Good thing we have Rainbow Dash for these kinds of situations.” The white pony started. “Yeah, if we didn’t have her with us, we’d be all stuck here and not find a way to the other side.” Pinkie Pie announced joyously, even with a negative thought, her tone and speech pattern was enlightening and joyous. “Yes, but what’s keeping her?” the orange earth pony started, which made my charge think, “She is taking her time. Rainbow Dash!” She called out and all of us looked to the other side to find the cyan pony talking to a bad copy of the Wonderbolts.

I’ve seen them in a lot of their shows and their performances. I have attended as much as I can with Celestia and their moves were excellent. Their captain was something, a mare with such grace and skill, yet the three ponies Rainbow Dash was talking to wore grins, very disturbing grins. “Rainbow Dash! Don’t listen to them! It’s Nightmare Moon!” Twilight shouted her warning, but the fog moved to cover sight and surprisingly, hearing as the girls had looks of worry.

I stood there, dumbfounded; really, Nightmare Moon did her best copy of the Wonderbolts. Though it was nearly uncanny, they did have the same design and the same costume. When the girls were assuming the worst at that moment, Rainbow Dash breaks through the fog and the bridge standing sturdy behind her. “What did I tell you? I don’t leave my friends hanging.” The rainbow mane pony announced joyously as the ponies cheer and cross the bridge, Twilight straying behind. I waited on her as she started to smile warmly, looking at the ponies and follow them.

This surprised me that she smiled, warmly and happily. The other times I saw her genuinely smile was when Celestia asked her to be her protégé, others were with new books that she can read, and another was having praise or great grades in her studies. I walked slowly behind them, making sure not to shake the bridge too much for them. I was basically behind Twilight to mask my presence.

Once across the bridge, we now stood at the base of the ruined castle. Twilight the eager of the many to look inside found the first chamber to be what she was looking for. “The Elements of Harmony!” She announced. This day was keeping me on edge, the Elements of Harmony, why did I not think of that and why they pass such a dangerous place. I stood inside with the rest of the ponies as the gems, or at the least, the stones with them were set before Twilight.

She started to concentrate, thinking that she can solve a puzzle that I did not hear of. The others opt to leave her to concentrate, but I stayed, invisible still to them all as I stayed close. Twilight was grunting a bit, her magic sparking to life, trying to do something with the stones. I stayed put, the Elements of Harmony was before her and I watched, thinking that with her, she can solve it and everything would be back to normal. “The Elements of Harmony will solve everything.” I spoke out, not caring if Twilight heard as I wished to see Celestia again, the worry eating away at me.

But before that can be quelled, it only increased as a swirl of indigo mist start to surround Twilight as she concentrated. I quickly move into action, trying to get to Twilight, making my way to her as the swirling tornado of indigo started to engulf the orbs of the elements and Twilight, who now finally notices as it soon gripped her. Leaping inside the vortex, I felt the magic swirl around me, grasping me as the spin was evident and with it, my vision was distorted for a moment, the wind being knocked out of me and my belly clenching tightly. Thankfully, it was only for a moment and soon we popped out of the magical swirl. Twilight was on the ground, and so was I just behind her, still cloaked and out of sight.

My body took a moment to compose itself and with it, I quickly stood up but froze at the sight, Nightmare Moon was looking down at Twilight and the elements were at her hooves. When Twilight got to her own hooves, I was sure she noticed it as well; the Elements were at Nightmare Moon’s hooves. Quickly, Twilight readied her stance, ready to charge, snorting even, “You’re kidding?” Nightmare Moon asked, perplexed for a moment but kept her triumphant smile as she humored Twilight’s attempt and she herself, readied to charge.

The two gallops to one another, Twilight sparked her magic to life and within a flash, she teleports to the elements, trying her magic once more. Nightmare Moon gasp in realization, making me smirk at my charge and her cunning but my smile quickly turned to worry as Nightmare Moon, teleported herself, sending Twilight back with her own teleportation and wave of magic.

“Twilight!” I gasp in worry which surprised Nightmare Moon and even Twilight, yet when the alicorn of a pony stomped her hooves, the Elements shatter and with it, she smiled. Twilight, returning her gazes towards the dark alicorn, “No… The Elements…” She spoke in defeat as he body started to slump. But her demeanor quickly changed when from a stairway started to ring with sounds of the worried shouts of Twilight’s companions and their hooves.

Twilight quickly stood, ready once more, a new found hope swelling inside of her. I chose this time to sigh in relief and move to the side, just a distance away to get to her when I need to as she started to announce to Nightmare Moon, the Elements can’t be gone because they have always been here this whole time.

Once the six were there, did she start to recollect he events from before, all five incidents and with it, did she admit it, she admitted it, “My friends…” For the longest time that I have taken care of her and being there for her, she spoke the few words she would never announce. I look at her, finding that she has learned a very valuable lesson, Friendship…

I just wanted to cry from there as I watched as the Elements of Harmony start to recreate themselves and over to her friends, and with it Twilight, earning her own Element. The five ponies with her had necklaces out of their elements and Twilight’s was a tiara, all of them having their specific cutie marks, which I now just paid attention as all of them float and received their proper place as the Elements of Harmony.

Then, did the magic between them start to surge and charge. I looked in awe, the first time to watch the Elements of Harmony to be in use, but then I gave a half-disappointed sigh, rainbows, it always had to be rainbows, but my gaze return to Nightmare Moon who, regardless of being worried was about to fire her own magic. Then it struck me, she’s going to attack!

“Twilight! Look out!” I shouted to the top of my lungs as I leap out of my spot to move in front of her and her friends. There was a collective gasp as Nightmare Moon fired her magic towards Twilight, her magic consisting of a mix of her indigo mist and a lightning bolt. The ponies look down at me as I jumped in the direction the magic was headed, Twilight. She had the most surprised face, as she saw me, turning my back to Nightmare Moon, flying a distance from Twilight as I felt the bolt, the shock of the magic and with it, the power sparking and surging through my body in pain.

I felt pain, excruciating pain envelop me, my body shook and shivered as the energies from her blast have punched through my armor, hitting my spine hard, my body spasms as I look at Twilight, my eyes was struggling to keep open while I smile under my armor. Then, as if with the properties of Nightmare Moon’s mane, I was flung to a nearby pillar, hitting the back of my neck, hard enough for me to feel. The pillar crumbles on top of my body still wracked with pain; the surging of my body was evident. I was breathing too fast, my voice sounded broken, as if there was too many obstacles that made my voice crackle and wheeze my groan out.

Weakness, the only thing I can describe as my body felt heavier by the second. My gaze not leaving the ceiling of this chamber as my eyes started to close to the darkness. I was about ready to be unconscious when I heard and felt the power of magic surging and fired at. I also heard the fearful scream of the Mare in the Moon, “NO!!!” She shouted in defeat and before I know it, I was gone, unconscious and asleep, one that was heavy, the second one that I have gone down from my tired form. Sleep…

“One risky move brother… Rest well, for I am about to arrive and I’ll be sure to look after you from much closer from now on.”

A voice rings through my thoughts, my dreams as the blackness took me, once more…

Preview of the next chapter:
-2- Moon Gazing

I sat down, minding my own business in the library, taking the most secluded table there was in the Royal Library. It has been a very eventful night, Princess Luna back to her old... well REAL self and the press was just behind her in asking such a thing. Thankfully, I didn't need to bother with them as I read on. I was reading a new book entitled 'Moon Gazing'. The story is about somepony who dreamed to have fallen in love with Nightmare Moon on Nightmare Night, another holiday I frequent while in my duty.

My thoughts were broken when I heard hooves, more than just one pony, move into the library and peer inside. Of course they saw me, I can tell they were the press, what with the hats and the camera carrier. "If you are looking for who I think you are looking, you'd best check up a tower, not the library." I answered them quickly, which they heeded. Once they were gone, did I return to reading my story in the peace of the library. Unfortunately, I knew where their target was.

"You can stay as long as you want Princess Luna..." I spoke blankly and I was only awarded with an 'eep' from the nearby wall.

Author's Note

Obviously, the 1st and second episode. The next chapter, is obviously going to be non-cannon for a bit since I have my own speculation on how Luna's first appearance turned to the current Luna we all know and love.