MLP : Guardians are magic

MLP:Guardians

'General Disclaimer'

Book the Twelfth AKA Now what?

Trottingham. Town of beginnings. Town of traditions. Town of . . . God it's boring here. I kinda half expected an attack. But it's good that there wasn't one. My first thoughts when I saw the town. My second thought brought the map out and upon close inspection I had confirmed that I was in the right place. I had joined a another pony that I found on my way to the town. Lily her name was, weirdly human name. Anyway I had succeeded in scoring a place to stay while searching for 'my friend'. I asked around town and found out almost nothing. Only one pony seemed to know about Trixie and he was half-baked. Heh heh heh. Anyways, he wasn't telling the truth, or she had been moved. I sighed in disappointment, and went to Lily's house. (She was really house-sitting for a friend that took a trip to Manehatten. No real surprise to show there.) Trixie was at an unknown local and it was bugging me.

Lily was a nice girl, for someone I had just met and heard about me from someone. “So, you help out everypony around ponyville, right?” I was not totally lost when this question was asked and answered promptly. “Yeah, I do.” She continued her questions, “Why.” “I just feel like it is all. I don't feel comfortable if there is something to be done,” I answered. She asked another question, “So why do you have that marked map?” I almost choked on my drink. “I'm looking for a friend, and I had no idea where she was at, so I asked for help.” She smiled a little and asked another question, “Is she your marefriend?” This time I had to do a spit-take. “WH-WH-WHAT?” I felt I had to ask. She kind of smiled and said, “You heard me.” I shook my head and sighed. “N-no, she isn't. I just haven't seen her in a while. I'm kinda worried about her.” My shock was apparent in my voice. “Are, are you hitting on me?” I was nervous, with good reason, I hardly knew this mare and half of the questions asked were directly related to my personal life. She laughed at this and answered, “No, no, just wondering.” I glanced at her and finally put something together in my mind. “How did you know about the map?” She looked confused and said, “What marked map?”

After all that confusion was over with. I went to bed. Something disturbed me in my dream. A man wanted to tell my fortune. I opened my mouth to decline, but for some reason I found myself sitting across from him and he drew three cards. He shuffled them around for a bit and asked me to pick the three in any order. I picked and he moved the cards into the position indicated by my choosing. He flipped the first, and I saw what kind of cards they finally were, tarot cards. The card he had flipped, the fool. He moved over to the next card and flipped the tower. When I saw this card I immediately began to worry, for the tower meant great disaster. “Well, isn't that interesting. A major event is about to occur.” The man looked up at me and from behind his smiling mask came a small chuckle. Before I could respond he held up his hand and continued, “You will not be the only one effected by this event, you will also find others that share this intertwined event.” He flipped the last card, the magician. “Like the one you search for now. Now go forth and remember that you soon draw near to the crossroads of your destiny.”

I shot out of sleep and was surprised to see myself in a tree in my human form. I took another look at myself and realized that more shards of armor covered the duds I got when I entered the world and my weapon changed again. This time I stopped to take note of its change, the handle had grown and the blade was beginning to straighten. I move its position to on my back and continued off in the direction I was facing (I had been going that way for a reason). After about five minutes of swinging through trees I had debated to return back, but before I could make up my mind I noticed (I swear to god against all improbability) a small amount of light coming from a crack in the ground. Examining it closer I found out that it was the entrance to an underground passage.

I found a door leading into what seemed to be a few monitors showing multiple rooms and in on, it showed a room of a few people with black cloaks surrounding something. Getting a closer look at the monitor he saw the pony from the false memory. Running out the door I continued down the hall and found myself ending at a door. Opening the door I found myself in the room I had seen in the monitor. I smiled as the figures turned towards me, and seemed to put two and two together. I saw one's hand go to its waist and pull a sword out and charged me. Sidestepping the charge, I drew my weapon and struck with its hilt and the one collapsed. I pointed towards the pony. The words were simple but the effect was profound, “Let. Her. Go.”

There was laughter that I didn't know the reason, so I checked behind me. Nothing, absolutely nothing behind me. I turned back to them and saw one had stepped forward and spoke. Her voice had a certain sophistication and a hint of charm to it, but something was weird about it. “If we remove the device now she will die. I'm sure you don't want that. So give us an hour to finish the test.” I wanted to agree to her terms. I opened my mouth to agree. “No!” Then a massive headache began. My head was being pulled in two different directions. Then a third thought began to appear, Just destroy them all, no one will care about them. I immediately buried that thought. And a pain began at the back of my head while my initial headache disappeared as they turned towards a screen at the far end of the room. It was beeping at an alarming rate as one of the cloaked people stated this is impossible. I looked over at Trixie and saw something that made my heart stop. A black liquid was starting to pour from her eyes. Quickly putting a hand up to my own eye I felt liquid pouring from it I brought my own hand down and looked at it as I began to tire quickly. It was coated in the black liquid. I quickly lost consciousness after that.

When I awoke I was outside the lab. The sun had begun to rise and I was in my pony form. Looking around I saw Trixie lying a few yards from me. I got up and shook my head clear of all of the fog. I walked over to Trixie and nudged her. “Wake up sleeping beauty. Your prince is in another castle.” She stirred and slowly got up. “Where. . . Where am I,” she asked groggily. I looked around and answered, “A few minutes outside Trottingham.” She shook her head clear and quickly regained her composure, “The Great and Powerful Trixie thanks you for your assistance, and asks for another favor. Will you perhaps escort Trixie to her trailer?” I started laughing and she looked at me weird. I finally stopped laughing and looked back at her. She had an indignant stare on her face. “What is the joke that Trixie is not getting.” I shot her a toothy grin that creeped her out. I finally shook my head. “I've already saved you once and now you want me to take you to a trailer,” I asked. Her head tilted in confusion, “What do you mean? I was saved by one of those hairless primates. Not some poser pony with a chip on their shoulder.” I began laughing again as I shifted to my human form. I looked at Trixie again and she had a look of absolute terror which turned to shock and then to amazment, which turned quickly turned back to terror, and finally settling on shock. I bowed gracefully and and smiled saying, “Hello Trixie. My name is Brandon. Guardian of all I meet, follower of no set path, knight of the wind that blows free, and master of long-winded introduction. At least, according to one element of loyalty. Now shall we go?” After introducing myself I shifted back to my pony form. “And I am known as Tyler. A pleasure to meet you Great and Powerful Trixie.”