The Timeless War

It was a dark night in Ponyville. The time had come for the moon to shine on the other side of the world, and the many stars did little to light the abandoned streets. Nothing moved, nothing was heard except for the rustling of a light breeze. But then the breeze began to grow in strength, until a high wind was whistling through the small town. In the middle of the street, just past the glow of a streetlamp, a spark began to glow. It grew bigger and bigger, until energy was arcing in every direction. At the center of the glowing mass, a hole began to appear, swirling into nothingness. Blue clouds swirled into a dark speck, which began to pulse, growing and shrinking rapidly. Another bolt of energy arced out, slamming into the light post and showering sparks over the street. The vortex pulsed again, and out fell a pony. Then, as quickly as it appeared, the vortex vanished, leaving a pony lying in the middle of the street. Suddenly the pony jumped up, and hopped around, cursing to himself. Black armor covered his entire body, down to the metal sheathing his wings. He muttered to himself as he flung off the piece covering his right front hoof. The black armor was smoking, and the hoof underneath was red and angry.

“Alright, lets not get hit by the energy fields again. That bucking HURTS!” he moaned, nursing the injured leg. A moment of hopping about later, the armor section stopped smoking, and he slipped it back on. Letting out a sigh as the suit administered painkillers, he slumped to the ground.

“Ah, yeah . . .  now, to business. Where and when am I?” he asked himself, and trotted over to a storefront. For wearing a full coverage advanced armor kit, he moved quickly and quietly. He stepped over to a newspaper stand and scanned the front page.

“Oh, there we go. The Ponyville Express. Hmm, three weeks since Princess Luna’s return from her thousand-year banishment . . . that would put me three hundred and thirty three years in the past.  Now that I know where and when I am, I’m a little better off.” The stallion muttered, and trotted off, scanning left and right for signs of other ponies.

“Lets see, this far in the past, no advanced tech. Okay, suit, time to go. Shame.  I really like this thing.” He said, then pushed a glowing blue crystal on his chest. The suit began to fold in on itself, down to the crystal and an encompassing amulet. The pony, now revealed as a midnight blue pegasus, with a black mane and tail, stretched his legs and wings. He stretched out a hind leg, revealing a mark of a lightning bolt behind a shield.

“Ah, yes. Mmm. Much as I like the suit, a little fresh air is wonderful.” He said, to the empty streets.

“And now for somewhere to stay . . . a nice bed sounds wonderful. It can’t be that late, and ponies from this day and age are a lot nicer, or so I’ve heard. Maybe whoever lives here will be able to direct me to a hotel or something.” he thought aloud, as he trotted up to a large tree that had been worked into a house. He stepped up to the door, and knocked.