Dark Skies

It had been a long day, one of the most grueling days I’ve experience. On top of the fact that I was blind for a couple of days, I was also interrogated about my capabilities ever since the whole “wave” event. Dr. Hoofstin wasn’t too bad; at least he respected my answers as the truth. As for his colleague, what was her name again? I think it started with a Z…anyway, she seems a few cards short of a deck; the rhyming really throws me off. I keep on asking where we are, but they tell me that it doesn’t matter; they never explained why though. The crazy pony…Zacora, that’s it…she told me before she left on whatever assignment she was given that she has only seen one other unicorn preform the magical feats that I have displayed. She says her name is Twilight Sprinkle or something like that. I have a hard time holding some memory due to the headache that nailed me after the wave. Despite leaving so abruptly, I held few questions as to where Hoofstin was taking me.

"Hey, Doc? Where are we going?" I ask, anticipating an answer.

"To see an old friend of mine." He responds with out even looking back.

The distance to this “friend” of his was longer than what I packed for. It was easily four, maybe five days tops before we made it to the city of Shoecago. Though some of the buildings were missing a few walls and the streets still had rubble that had to be moved, the city looked relatively lively. Most of the ponies were rebuilding what had been lost. We stopped at a small house wedged in between to skyscrapers…well; one and half of the other…Hoofstin climbed the short steps and knocked on the door with the brunt of his hoof. The door opened and there stood a rather skinny pony, but taller than I could conceive.
“Hey Pearl, how’s it going?” Hoofstin greeted with an excited smile.
“Hoofstin? Dude, it’s been too long! Good to see you!” The tall mare responded with great enthusiasm as the two gave each other a hoof bump. Funny…I thought ponies as young as me and Chase only did that. Chase…now that I think about it, I haven’t really thought of him yet…I just hope he’s ok. I know he can’t be dead; he was never easy to kill considering the accidents he survived, most of which due to being reckless.

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“Hey Silver! Check this out!” Chase hollered from the air. I look up from my reading on magic and practical applications for an essay I had to turn in to Mrs. Goldtail.

“This better be good Chase, you know I have to study!” I called back.

“Trust me…It is going to blow your mind!” And he climbed towards the sun, almost disappearing from the light in my eyes. *Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…* I heard a loud whistling sound, I put on my sunglasses in order to see better and I saw Chase with a slightly transparent cone around him. As he flew faster, the whistling got louder, I almost had to cover my ears. He pulled up in order to not impale himself to the ground, and then he stopped dead in the air; the cone around him stretched and contracted back, throwing him backwards. He tumbled through the air and crashed not just in but THROUGH the collage third floor wall, I teleported to the massive hole and ended up in the chemistry lab; the holes continued for six more walls before he finally stopped halfway into the seventh. I galloped to him to check if he was fine.

“Hey, buddy! Are you ok?” I questioned, unsure if he went too far this time.

“Heh, nothing serious.” He responded, a trail of blood ran down his face and started to puddle under him. For a Pegasus who eats two kilos of hay fries, he was surprisingly durable.

“First things first, we got to get you out of that wall and into the infirmary.” I protested. I used some magic to help pull him out of the wall, the dent almost looking like a snow angel, but in concrete.

“I’m fine, Silver. Really, I can still walk.” Chase retorted.

“Well what about that gash in your head?”

“It’s just a scratch.” He quickly responded.

“And the broken back leg you have of your left?”
He looked at his left rear, the leg was contorted at an unnatural angle. He lifted it up and set it down on the floor, putting some weight on it. He winced for a second and then took the weight off it. He looked at me with a cocky smile.

“…It’s a flesh wound.” He claimed. I looked at him with dismay, raising a brow to his logic of injuries.

“Come on, you’re going to the nurse. You get no say in this.” I stated, magically grabbing his tail and dragging him on the ground.

“Sure thing, MOM. I can fly there you know.”

“Then what’s stopping you from flying in the other direction.”

“Damn it…” He cursed under his breath, I couldn’t help but chuckle a little bit.

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“Hey…hey, Silver!” A voice shouted though the thought. I flinched and blinked quickly, just becoming aware of my surroundings. “Hey…you ok? You spaced out for a second.” Hoofstin asked with a slight look of worry on his face.

“Uh, yea…yea, I’m fine. I just…remembered something.” I responded, tilting my head down…I didn’t feel like talking about it.

“Really? What was it?” He asked, becoming more intrigued.

“It doesn’t matter…anyway is there a bed or a couch? I am fatigued after that trek you put me through.” I said, a yawn escaping from my mouth. The tall pony gestured up the stairs to the second floor,

“There is a guest bed upstairs…you can rest your hooves there till you feel refreshed.”
I thanked her for her hospitality and head up the steps. The exhaustion caught up quickly as I neared the bed and just flopped on it, I didn’t bother with the sheets because I slipped into dreamland almost instantaneously. Chase…where are you?