"You never mentioned you had a boat." Spike said staring at her.

"I never had to mention it," she replied. "I never thought he would have left Equestria. He knew I was here, yet he left, why?"

"Maybe he knows you want to kill him?" Spike suggested. "I'd start running as soon as possible if I was him."

"Yeah but..." Her eyes slowly widened. "Oh by StarSwirl's beard, I know why he was there..." She slowly faced the small group. "Last night was the full moon, and that's when we both have to feed..."

"So, that means that brute, ate somepony?" Rarity asked turning whiter.

"Yes," she nodded. "To him, a city is an all you can eat buffet. He's probably going to leave soon to cover his tracks. So we need to hurry, pack lightly, and time our leave. Spike, do you have everything ready?"

"Yeah, I've got what I need. I'd ask Nightmare, but technically were going to be sharing the same things." He shrugged. "So, where to? I'm kind of nervous about any boat you'd own." He said looking around.

"It's by the harbor positioned next to the Everfreeing Mountain's a few miles west of the Everfree." She said getting a gasp from Fluttershy. "Do... You know where that is?"

"That's your boat?" Flutterhy asked. "Oh, I thought somepony had left it there. It looks like it had been sitting there for decades... No offense." She quietly added under her mane.

"That's because it is a few decades old." Crimson replied. "I bought it from a griffon fisher in a small town away from the shore." She sighed. "I kind of liked his company too... It's a shame he was eaten by a shark. But, that was to be expected when he went fishing in the shallow's. Come on," she said lighting her horn. "I'll teleport myself and Spike over, Princess Celestia, could you follow the trail of magic left over?"

"Of course, we will appear shortly after." Celestia nodded.

Crimson flashed out of existence, Spike waving as he too disappeared along with her. After they had left, Celestia lit her horn and the group disappeared.

Everfree shore.

Crimson stood on the grey gravel, looking at the wooden ship, giving a relaxed sigh that formed from the cold air. She gave a small glance at the flash from behind her as it flashed across the rock wall to her left.

"So, this is it?" Rainbow asked. "Can it even sail? Or even float for that matter?"

"All it needs is a bit of... Repairing." Crimson said lightly, stepping forward she gave a small smile.

"Crimson, that thing needs a replacement if it-never mind." Spike said staring at the boat as it was wrapped in a crimson aurora. "Magic. Why not?" He rolled his eyes.

The boat before was nearly rotting through every board, the paint that had been on had chipped away, the sails were torn and stained, and the windows were broken, cracked, or just missing.

As the magic flowed onto the ship's shell, the paint returned to it's former glory, the wood returned to it's former age, the sails became white and whole again, and the sound of windows remaking themselves could be heard from below.

"This is it," Crimson said. "Our ride to Londmane. And after we make landfall, we'll have to hurry as fast as possible to him. Spike," she made a plank fall down from the side. "Get on and help me raise the sails."

"Hold on," Rainbow said. "Your not going anywhere without us!"

"Ad may I ask, how are you going to stop me if I choose to take only Spike and Nightmare?" Crimson asked.

"Well, uh," she looked at Celestia. "Can't you make us go, or something? Like a royal order?"

"It is her decision, and only her's to make." Celestia said. "I will send word to Londmane immediately about recent murders or death's. Good luck Crimson, and god speed to you."

"Thank you Celestia," Crimson nodded from atop the deck. "Spike! Hang onto something, were about to get going! And everypony, I'd suggest that you all move back, this could get wet." Crimson smiled at the ponies below.

She turned her head to the rock wall next to the ship and began to charge her horn. In seconds it was too bright to look at, she sent the ball flying; it smashed into the rock with a deafening bang, rock flew down in splinters, boulders still smoldering and others just charred fell into the water.

The boat rocked forward by the waves and began it's journey across the sea.

One hour later. Equestrian sea.

Crimson had the tooth in the place of a compasses neddle, as it began to turn white, she turned the wheel and it became darker again. She smiled, resting her head on the renewed wood, breathing in the saltiness in the air, or just listening to the waves.

She felt at peace.

That was quickly broken when Spike dragged himself up the wooden steps. She looked at him in shock as he sat himself up against the rail.

His tongue was hanging out from his mouth, his head scales were drooping to the side, he was clutching his belly and he had a strand of drool coming out from the corner of his mouth.

"Crimson, I don't feel so good." He said. "Could I get a bucket?"

"You poor thing, hang on, there should be one below deck. I'll be right back, try not to fall of the ship." She smiled gently trotting past him.

She quickly trotted down the stairs and turned the corner to the lower stairs. She opened the door and lit her horn, casting a gently crimson aurora around she squinted in the dark.

She ran her eyes over the dusty objects and other trinkets, she stopped and looked at one thing before watching it roll forward. She quickly caught the canon ball and set it back in place, as she was doing so, she noticed what it had been resting on. She took the bucket and set the canon ball down.

Crimson quickly shut the door behind her and returned back to Spike. She quickly put the bucket under him as he began coughing and finally throwing up.

"Don't worry," she said rubbing his back. "You just need some time to get your sea legs. After that, it won't be as bad."

He merely raised a thumb in response.

Author's Note

I'm back and I will be working on this one again.
And... Sorry, but I've decided against having a proof-reader. But I'll keep triple-checking