The Tale Of A Shaded Comet

An End?

This is the only chapter where I will include Author Notes in the actual original story

Chapter 29: An End?

John, despite everything that had happened, was calm. Not the "calm" kind of calm, like when one is relaxing, but the "calm" where you have accepted your fate, and have given up trying to escape it. He was still standing at the window, gazing out at the wreckage and debris of the battle. By now, the Changlings had fled, leaving their dead behind; they were eager to escape the wrath of the ponies now that their Queen was dead.

Either that, or they feared that they would suffer the death that their now burning compatriots had. He couldn't really blame them; being burned to oblivion wasn't exactly high on his to-do list. Even if the invaders were dead, the ends didn't justify the means; what he had did in his rage was unacceptable.

The ponies outside were cleaning up, spirits high; they had won. Somewhere inside the castle, Twilight, Princess Luna and the others were going to raise the sun to usher in a new morning; a new day. A new beginning. To his knowledge, they had already freed Princess Celestia, so it wouldn't be long.

He sighed, turning away from the window.

"John!" He heard Applejack shout. Turning to face her, he raised an eyebrow when he saw the five of them in the doorway. Unmoving and as stoic as ever, he watched as they slowly entered, observing him cautiously. Once they were all inside, heads lowered slowly, Fluttershy, the pony he least expected to, began to talk.

"We're here to...uhm...help you get Rainbow Dash...if you don't mind, that is..." She softly announced, cringing slightly when he looked at her.

Of course she's afraid of me. Why wouldn't she be?

"I appreciate it. I'm not really going to have any time to get her out with what I'm planning." He returned, attempting to keep his voice quiet and level. He didn't want to seem hostile at this moment in time, and he didn't want to get angry; there would be plenty of time for that later. Glancing back out at the window, he shook his head to get his mane out of his bloodshot eyes, and exhaled a deep breath.

"Come on. Let's get this over with." He curtly added, briskly pivoting and beginning to trot towards the door. Hoofsteps behind him indicated that they were close behind. Not bothering to look back, he stood in the corridor outside and tried to flap his wings. He was awarded with a burst of unbelievable pain in his right one, and his legs buckled slightly with the intensity. Regardless, he swiftly gathered his wits, and recovered.

"Guess I'm not flying there." He growled.

Twilight approached from behind. In the darkness of the hallway, her horn was radiating with a soft violet glow, casting shadows along in front of them. A soft breeze made her mane ripple slightly, but she ignored it.

"I could teleport us there..." She offered.

As soon as the words left her mouth, there was a dark, maniacal chuckle that surrounded them on all sides, casting a chill down all of their spines. John straightened up, immediately going into a defensive state of mind. The girls' ears all flattened against their skulls, and Fluttershy whimpered quietly.

There was an abrupt, eerie silence afterwards, leaving them all thoroughly creeped out.

"I would think not, my dear." John heard, the deep and melodious, seemingly cut-off, voice reverberate inside his skull. The girls all looked as if they heard it too, by the looks of things. Twilight immediately stiffened, and frowned, her lips going thin.

"Don't you dare!" She warned the voice, not eager to experience being hornless again. Rarity and Fluttershy, both with their respective warnings, scowled up at the ceiling. Meanwhile, Applejack and Pinkie Pie shared a knowing glance, the former rolling her eyes.

John heard a click, and saw a flash of white. Groggily, he shook his head to rid it of the blasted blurriness, and was greeted with shrieks of horror and a group of earth ponies. Not that it really applied to Applejack or Pinkie, but seeing Fluttershy, Rarity and Twilight as earth ponies was still a shock to John. They looked a little too different.

"Give us our horns and wings back!" Twilight demanded, stomping her hoof once to make her point more clear. John's head snapped around to see if he still had his wings. He did, but his right one was still broken. he sighed.

"I thought it best to let you keep your useless wings, Shaded. They're broken, after all, aren't they..." Discord's voice purred, and John grimaced slightly, but it was quickly replaced with a jaunty grin.

"Nope! Only one's broken!" He cheerily replied, trying to annoy the spirit. He was still at a disadvantage, whether he had them or not, so consequences were irrelevant.

"Is that so?"

SNAP!

John screamed in agony, eyes rolling up into his skull as the girls watched, helpless, as his one good wing was twisted violently to the side by Discord's magic, breaking it instantly, and tearing the flight muscles underneath. Paralyzed due to pain, he collapsed on his side, landing on the ruined wing and causing him even more torture. The corners of his mouth were flecked with froth, spittle flying from his lips as his howl became silent; he was in too much pain to even breath. Out of the five girls, Fluttershy regained her wits first, and rushed to his side.

"They look broken to me!" Discord's peals of laughter echoed in John's skull, and the pain continued ten-fold, intensifying with every second that passed. Okay, consequences were relevant. Now he had no wings. Instinct kicked in after a few moments of terror. John, still in extreme agony, managed to force his eyes open and begin to break free. The twisting stopped abruptly, leaving John shaking in pain. His eye were watery, the edges bloodshot and reddened. Fluttershy quickly turned him onto his front, trying not to touch the fractured wings and destroyed muscle as she leaned over him, attempting to lessen his suffering.

"I...spoke...too...soon..." John gasped between ragged breaths, sucking in air like there was no tomorrow in an effort to alleviate the unbelievable punishment between his shoulder blades and down his back. Within seconds of him speaking, a soft blue light began to slowly twist around his back, pulsing every few moments. He deftly raised his head in surprise; the magic felt cold, and was greeted with Twilight's concerned face.

"Are you alright?" She asked, worry lacing her tone.

"I'm fine. Thanks. " John thanked Twilight and with the help of Fluttershy, shakily rose to his hooves. He stopped the unintended magic flow, slightly annoyed at the use, but relieved at the fact that he had done it sub-consciously. Out of the blue, he was overcome with a coughing fit, and he tumbled slightly, staggering off to the side. Again, Fluttershy raced to prop him up, pushing her meager body weight against his own in an effort to keep him standing. It eventually stopped, and John turned to face Fluttershy.

"Thanks."

"No uhm...problem..." She whispered.

"Tut-tut, Shaded. Clock's ticking. Rainbow Dash is waiting." Discord sung the last part in sing-song. Something inside John reared it's ugly head, threatening to break loose, until Pinkie Pie put a hoof on his shoulder until they went slack. He raised his head, eyes pointing forward, locked on the door leading out of the hall, and into the maze of corridors, and breathed out.

"Let's go."

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A few hundred metres below, massed in the stone courtyards outside, was the bulk of the attacking ponies, carefully and steadily moving the few scattered dead, respectfully keeping their tongues restrained as they worked. As each body was moved, be it pony or changling, each pony could feel the after-battle fatigue settling into their bones, suddenly seeping into their souls, a complete lack of energy siphoning their will to continue. Regardless, they continued.

Shadow Light, grazed and cut in several places, his black coat thankfully obscuring any gore dotting him, finished pulling aside one of the pony combatants, a grey pegasus. A spark of regret ignited inside as he looked apon the deceased pony one final time. Looking closer at the dull coat, he could see very faint splotches of white here and there, giving him a greyscale camoflage pattern. His violet mane was slightly singed in places, particularly at the back. His eyelids were closed, and he looked as if he were at peace with everything. He didn't know the stallion's name, but he had seen him. He had been mapping the army below, under instructions from Shaded. From the looks of him, he had probably been hit by a Changling when it shot out of nowhere, with the impact right in the back of the neck, breaking his spine. Hopefully he didn't endure that much pain; it was possibly painless. But he was still dead.

Not many had been lost on the pony side, in comparison to what the Changlings lost, but enough blood was spilt on either side. The Changlings, when they saw Chrysalis executed in front of their beady blue eyes, ran away with their non-existent tails between their legs. Their dead still spanned the courtyard, but the ponies were civil enough to move them aside, planning to burn their remains later in a mass grave, perhaps even thinking about erecting a monument? But that would come later.

Shadow sighed, brushing a few errant strands of his mane out of his eyes with his hoof.

Was it worth it?

Pushing his thoughts away for the time being, he trotted around to the head of the remains of one of the many Changlings that had been burned to death. The dead blue eyes stared emotionlessly at Shadow as he grimaced down at it. The chitin-like armour it had naturally was scorched in places, and underneath the black he could clearly see the full extent of the damage. It wasn't pretty, to say the very least. With a small moan of tiredness, he grasped the Changling under the pony-like legs it had, and used his wings to flap backwards.

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High above them, lounging on the balcony of Celestia's tower, Discord chuckled. Behind him, encased in magical bindings to prvent them from moving, lay Rainbow Dash, Princess Luna and the newly awoken and very tired Princess Celestia. With a snap of his fingers, Discord did something unbelievably despicable; something that defied anything and everything that life had to do with. He watched for a few seconds, joyous with the success, and lay back down, patiently awaiting the arrival of one Shaded Comet.

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The Changling twitched in Shadow's grasp, and he yelped in confusion and fear, darting backwards a good few feet in shock. Finding himself unable to move, he blinked in disbelief as the Changling that he had been carrying shook it's head, the eyes becoming a piercing red that looked like they searched his very soul.

It was obvios what came next. He shrieked like a little filly. The "Changling" snapped the horrendous gaze of it's crimson eyes onto his own bright ellow, and snarled. Similar reactions came from around the field, and he backed away, eventually coming into contact with another pony. He looked over his shoulder, and saw Seregant Wolfee, baring his teeth at a pair of reanimated Changlings as they came closer.

And then, the fight began anew.

/br/

John heard the scream from inside, and dashed to a window, fearfully peering out into the courtyard. And his eyes immediately grew cold and he looked away, forcing the five mares to follow him as he began to double his speed.

"What's going on down there?" Twilight asked, panting ever so slightly at the sudden burst of speed. The others, excluding Applejack and Pinkie , all had similar expressions.

"You don't want to know." He replied, nowhere near kindly as he galloped down the corridor, skidding to a halt at a flight of stairs leading upwards in a spiral. Towards the end. Wordlessly, he began his ascent, slowing down as he had to mind his step. The girls followed behind, exchanging a few hurried whispers as they moved, earning them a glare from John when they slowed down. He didn't stop moving, however.

Eventually, after a few more seconds of running, they ran out of stairs to climb. The angles flattened out to form a short corridor towards a door. The door was made of gold, presumably, but didn't reflect the light, even though it was shining brilliantly. As if it were trying to entice him. Behind that door...

He shook his head.

The girls caught up, clambering up the last few steps to join him, laboured breathing giving away their tiredness.

"You alright?" He asked, tentatively raising a hoof towards the gasping Rarity. She shuddered, nodded slightly, and coughed daintily into her hoof.

"Quite, darling. Just give me... a moment to... catch my breath." She managed, wheezing slightly. It wasn't that she was unfit, it was probably that they had just ran at full speed up a flight of stairs that seemingly went on forever.

John turned around.

The next thing he knew, there was a throb at the base of his skull, and he felt a sharp, swift stab at his stomach. In front of him stood Discord, in all his insanity and twisted glory, giving him a smug grin. Looking down, he saw red bubbling around three taloned fingers, attached to something that resembled an eagle's claws. Confusion. Realisation. And then acception. He felt the warm blood dribble out around the entry holes, and coughed. A small amount of blood sprayed out, giving Discord's face a mottled appearance. With an even more smug grin, Discord slowly clenched his claw, curling it up whilst it was still inside of his stomach. The girlsd screamed, and he could hear struggling from behind Discord.

"John!"

It was Dash.

With a growl, he looked Discord in the eye, and was rewarded with a blink. With a deep and dark laugh, the mixed up spirit threw him aside, wrenching the talons out in one swift movement. A dull ache inside of John erupted into existance, and he winced as he was tossed across the room, hitting the floor roughly and rolling for a few moments. As soon as he stopped moving, he found himself facing the floor, his breath coming in ragged, irregular intakes.

Through the haze of crimson that had begun to cloud his vision, swirling in the corners of his eyesight, he managed to raise his head enough to see what was going on.

Discord had Rainbow Dash by the throat, lifting her up to his eyes, inspecting her with a voluptuous expression.

That feeling stirred up inside of him once more, and he felt the cool relief of magic beginning to heal his wound; the blood slowly dripping from his grey coat forming a miniature pool underneath him had stopped flowing. But still, he couldn't replace the blood lost, but he didn't care. It was the end, here and now. Slowly and surely, he began to raise himself to his hooves, wobbling slightly. After extending a few inches above the stone, he collapsed, his legs refusing to listen and obey his commands.

He looked up again. Now, Discord was holding her over the balcony railing. If he dropped her, she would die; they were almost at the top of a mountain, with at least three kilometres of uninterrupted airspace between here and the ground.

No.

He tried again, pouring all of his strength into the effort. As he struggled, the girls sub-consciously moved aside to create a clear path. The voices began to speak, and he welcomed them, letting them spur him on. Slowly, but with a lot more determination, he placed his front hooves either side of his face, and pushed upwards. It hurt more than anything before, just in that small movement. His brain was groggy, slow to recieve information, and his head felt really light. Like air.

Gritting his teeth, he managed to stand up, staggering forward slightly as he scowled ahead, a drop of blood flying down as he moved. It began slowly at first, and he barely felt his hooves touching the floor, nor did he hear them. Nor did it matter. It looked to him like he had quite a bit of distance to build up speed, but he didn't trust his vision. Instead, he broke out into a hobbling sprint, blanking out the pain as he gritted his teeth, keeping his eyes dead ahead.

He flashed through the doorway, leaving behind a trail of crimson that dotted around here and there. Discord moved, tilting his head. In front of him, Rainbow Dash's eyes frantically searched for a way out.

He didn't spare a glance for any of the ponies there, he just kept moving. He could faintly hear their gasps, and as he got closer, the world slowed down. Time trudged past at an agonising rate, and he shouted, his voice raw and feral, commanding it to speed up. As soon as his lips parted, and the growl escaped, he saw Discord turn around in confusion, dropping Rainbow Dash on the balcony as he spun, eyes wide. He had no time to move.

John jumped as his legs buckled, grabbing Discord around the waist as he sailed past, pulling him down with him. As he inched over the balcony, he felt the spells that Discord had been casting shatter. He smiled at the spirit, and then they fell together, unable to move. To the end.

"JOHN!" He faintly heard somepony scream as they began to speed towards the ground, over two kilometres below, their combined weight pushing them faster and faster. Immediately, he felt a twinge of regret, but he pushed it aside, locking eyes with the draconequus. Behind Discord, John watched as they flashed past the battlements on the edge of Canterlot, and then glanced down. With a roar he let loose all of the Magi that he had, good, tainted and bad, in a single burst of speed. Raising a hoof, he twisted in the air, turning around whilst being battered by the air below, placing Discord underneath him so that he absorbed most of the impact.

The draconequus laughed, but the sound was lost to the wind as John's hoof connected with his mouth, and then pushed away from the stunned spirit. Still roaring to keep his anger elevated, he observed Discord's body go limp, beginning to turn as they fell. Spiralling in the air, John audjusted his angle so that he was level with the body and stretched out his hooves. The body below him was still falling, but at a faster rate thanks to being a dead weight. John sucked in a breath, feeling the Anti-Magi take over, and strained to keep his eyes open as his speed increased faster than he thought imaginable.

And finally, he screamed in pain as he felt the Chaos begin to, at long last, take over his body. It was exhilarating and excrutiating at the same time. He pushed into Discord as he dashed past, colliding into the spirit's midsection as they came closer to the ground. His eyes began to water, the thin streams trailing behind and evaporating in the hued flames behind. For once, instead of being a mixture of blues, it was made up of every colour in the spectrum, the light given off providing a tail of white that followed him, painting a streak in the sky.

The draconequus below him blinked in surprise, howling in pain after feeling the multicoloured flames lick his body.

John, however, felt completely at peace, strangely enough. It was as if he were watching his life actually go by, a combination of his and Shaded's floating through his brain. All the sights, smells, sounds and textures that he enjoyed and hated whisked past, carried along by a choir of memories that equally sung his accomplishments and hollered his failures. It was a weird sensation.

Through the haze that had been pulled over him, he heard a rattling boom that echoed in his eardrums, drowning out everything else as he joined Discord in yelling.

The last thing John saw before being enveloped in darkness was the green grass on the plains outside of Ponyville being flattened by the wind, and then, nothing.

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Twilight leapt forward in an effort to stop Rainbow Dash from following the pair, tears streaming from her eyes. Her hooves tightened around the cyan pegasus' midsection as she felt her horn again on her forehead, tackling Dash to the floor. All she heard was Dash screaming and sobbing, calling out as her hooves weakly scrabbled against the balcony floor in an effort to haul hersel over.

"Dash! He's gone! There's nothing we can do!" She pleaded with the Element of Loyalty as Twilight sensed the flapping of wings underneath her, and she grasped her even closer, embracing her so as to stop her from moving.

Rainbow Dash screamed defiantly, her hooves lifting her up somewhat as Twilight struggled to hold her down. Quickly responding, Fluttershy, Rarity, Applejack and Pinkie joined her in attempting to hold her against the floor, their hooves all holding the quivering mass of pony that was Rainbow Dash.

The Princesses rushed past the six struggling ponies, peering over the balcony to see what was happening. The pony and draconequus had just passed the battlements, and the remaining guards that had been fighting rushed to the edge, staring over in shock.

Speedy Recovery, the first to realise, was looking intently over the edge, a smile plastered on his face. He didn't appear to have seen John pulling down the spirit, assuming that Discord had fallen off the balcony. It was a fair assumption, but if the pair were falling slower, he would have seen the pony which was once his brother underneath, pulling the usurper down with him. The other guards sped to the edge, eventually breaking out into a pile of brohoofs and cheers.

High above them, with a better view, the Princesses continued watching, the two pairs of eyes following the duo's descent. After a silent exchange, they began the process of lowering the moon and raising the sun.

One of the pegasus guards remaining decided to leap into the air, and flap over the edge to see where Discord would land, and several others decided to join him. In particular, a certain Shadow Light. Once over the edge, he began cheering when he saw the velocity of the falling spirit pick up randomly. Then, an underlying sense of fear took over, and he flew down, squinting down. All of a sudden, he was blown backwards slightly in shock by an unexpected roar. As he regained a general sense of direction, he gasped in shock and almost forgot to flap as he saw the grey pegasus that led them into battle.

Shaded Comet.

"NO! SHADED!" He angled himself down and persued, his wings tight against his body.

Speedy Recovery then dashed back to the edge, a pit opening in the bottom of his stomach as he heard Shadow's exclamation. Every other combatant rushed back, heads jutting over the edge so they could see. Silence fell over the entire castle as they stood, disbelief rocketing through their bodies as they watched the grey stallion twist in the air, pushing Discord beneath him.

Several other pegusai pushed off from the battlements, swiftly following Shadow.

After a few seconds of free falling, every single pony following the duo was blinded temporarily by a burst of light, throwing them off course. When the blurriness receded, and their eyes audjusted, their mouths dropped open.

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In the small, tranquil town of Ponyville, tension was at an all-time high. A group of ponies were attempting to keep everypony else calm, shushing them so that they could hear the Mayor speak. It was a fruitless endeavor, however, and all they succeeded in doing was stopping a few ponies from turning the crowd into a riot.

It was for a mixture of reasons, some far fetched, some not. In particular, quite a few families were beginning to get worried about the states of the family members who had gone to Canterlot.

Regardless of reason, the townsponies were furious at the lack of action that was being taken. It was moe down to nerves, but that was forgotten in an effort to pin the blame on somepony else.

One particular pony, a certain pegasus filly by the name of Scootaloo, was sitting away from the crowd, staring up at the mountainside city in the distance. Beside her was a white pegasus filly, doing the exact same. Both were worried, both were afraid.

After what seemed to be hours, Scootaloo excitedly pointed up at the blackened sky, towards the city of Canterlot. Hope tilted her head before flapping her wings happily.

"It's Rainbow Dash!" Scootaloo shouted over the townsponies, and they all turned to watch as a rainbow streak graced the sky, pointing straight down.

After a few seconds, the streak had only begun to get brighter, the sky below brightening up behind it. The streak, presumably Rainbow Dash, continued going straight down without stopping, gaining speed.

"Is she doing a sonic rainboom?" Scootaloo asked to herself, watching in confusion.

Then, the sky brightened up enough so that they could see what was falling.

"DAD!" Hope screeched, racing off from where she had been sitting.

Scootaloo sat in silence, shock numbing her thought process as she watched the streak get bigger. Eventually, the rainbow behind Shaded got more fiery, devasting and beautiful to watch as a creature below him went limp. Time slowed down as the grey dot against the oange sky got slower, and then exploded.

There was a flash of light, and a shockwave of rainbow flames expanded from the distance, casting the sky into a gorgeous maelstrom of colour as the wave continued to circle out, rushing past their heads far above them. Scootaloo was aware of her body moving, but her eyes were fixated on the faint rainbow gracing the sky, and the bright streak of light that was moving towards the ground at an unbelievable rate.

And then the boom hit her.

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The fields of unused, slightly hilly land outside of Ponyville were framed by the beauty of a long awaited sunrise, the oranges and pinks casting a dazzling glow over the sky. If one was to look closer, they would see the last remnants of a rainbow fading away. And directly below that, at the end of the rainbow, was a plume of smoke. A light morning breeze gently wafted the black smoke away, revealing a scene of destruction. Trees and grass alike were blackened and burning, and everything within a kilometre radius had been flattened by the force of the impact.

Several ponies were gathered around the fringe of the destruction, ranging in height, colour, gender and type. The closest to the fires were six mares, two unicorns, two earth ponies and finally, last but not least, two pegusai. All of their heads were lowered in respect, but eyes were frantically searching the wreckage for any sign of a certain grey pegasus.

They had already been here for a number of hours, and were now giving up the search. They had found neither hide nor hair of the pegasus, and finally accepted that he was gone. They had been in the dead centre of the zone, and the most they found was charred dirt and a lot of ambient magic in the air.

It was safe to think that John was dead; the magic given off by the deaths of both him and Discord would have absolutely and utterly nuked their bodies into nothingness, thus leaving nothing. But that wasn't to say that that was the truth; there were other possibilities. But for now, with no other answers, he was dead.

Behind the six were hundreds of other ponies from all over Equestria, curious as to what they had seen. Three alicorns, tall and majestic, stood over them. One pink, one blue, and one white. Princesses Celestia, Luna and Cadence. Cadence really was just there, listening to the tale that her aunts were reciting to those gathered.

The Tale Of A Shaded Comet.

Well then. It is done. Or is it? Before I reveal the answer, I will get straight to the thanks, list of OCs and whatnot.

Alright, OCs first. Bear in mind that if you are not mentioned in the OCs, there is still chances for the sequel. If you are mentioned, it's becaue your OC was used. If you aren't, you'll have a better chance for the sequel. In no particular order:

Ironheart: Ironheart OC

Lazer Bright: Lazer Bright

Infinity Blitz: Lazer Bright

Dark Shot: Superscififan

Shadow Light: Indistinct Shadow

Drew Silversmith: Azure Scythe OC

Lieutenant Gage: Chief Wolfee

Sergeant Wolfee: Chief Wolfee

Rewire Stitch: AllTheStuffILike

Azure Scythe: Azure Scythe OC

Frostbite: kabul1337

Halo Eclipsed: ninjabrony

Hayzu: ninjabrony

Decay Mourn: DXRough

Terra: bouncingbob2

Tundra: GAMMA DAWN14

That's quite a few canon OCs, isn't it?

Next up, the list of thanks. Only a few of you will be on here, so don't take it personally.

To Chief Wolfee:

You've been an extreme help with this story. You've provided many a scene and OC to help the story along. You, when I was ready to just quit the story, gave me the kick in the arse I nedded to continue, even if you didn't realise. Our competion of sorts on deviantART has given me quite a few laughs, and provided a bit of inspiration here and there. You even did a review on YouTube. I thank you with the utmost of possible thanks, my good sir.

To Indistinct Shadow:

You were an amazing pre-reader for the short period of time you pre-read, and I am extremely sorry that I'm not going to submit this chapter to you, as it's a surprise. SURPRISE! Anyway, you've pointed out a few crutial grammar and spelling mistakes that I would normally never notice, and helped me correct them. I thank you.

To bouncingbob2:

You wouldn't really think that I would give you thanks, but you were one of my more persistant OC submitting authors, and I need to say this: I am so so so so sorry that I couldn't put Terra in faster. I can come up with countless excuses, but there is NO excuse for laziness. You were one of my first reviewers, and have provided VERY inspirational feedback. Breaking my personal code of formality here on FanFiction; cheers bro.

To ninjabrony:

You provided one of the most interesting OCs I had. You actually tailored them so that it would fit in with the story, they weren't massively ovepowered, etcetera etcetera. For the love of Luna, they were in a relationship! I thank you.

And finally, last but not least, To everybrony.

That's right, I said everybrony. As in you lot. You all are amazing in your own ways, and I effing LOVE YOU! I LOVE LOVE LOVE ALL OF YOU!

Now, the last bit. This is where I'm completely honest with you and myself.

When I first started writing this story, it was because I was bored. When people started to notice it, I upped my game. Longer chapters, OCs and all that.

I think I failed.

There was never a storyline; this was ALL from the top of my head, with the exception of a few scenes submitted by Wolfee. There was so much room for expansion that I never used, and I even lost fans over it. The situation at the start was an instance. I randomly killed off Shaded. There's no excuse under Luna's moon that could pay up for that. And then, I brought John's daughter in without ANY foreshadowing whatsoever. That's where I, for lack of a better word in my vocabulary, fucked up.

Which is exactly why I'm doing a sequel. To right ALL wrongs. This sequel, the name of which I haven't decided yet, will be started soon. Sooner than you'd think. If you don't want to continue John's story, stop reading here. I will put in a bit of a break, and then the very end of The Tale Of A Shaded Comet, and a lovely bit of foreshadowing. Points and cookie will be awarded for those who can guess where.

See you all very soon.

Jadazzle1994

There was a flash of bright white light, disguised by the sheer amount of snow that was falling. All that was around was white, white and more white. Here, there were no pegusai to monitor the weather, and it took free reign of the countryside. The snow had been falling for almost a millenia, and was still showing no signs of stopping. The wind howled like a wild beast, a cold chill in the air sweeping over the landscape, drowning out all possible sound that would normally happen.

From the flash of white, a pony tumbled out of nothingness and into the snow, falling flat on it's face. The pony, a pegasus stallion, lay motionless and seemingly dead to the world around him. He was in no way disguised from the snow, as his grey coat stood out quite clearly, and his two tone blue mane was even more obvious.

A rainbow-coloured wave of fiery energy sped overhead, followed by an extremely faint explosion so far off in the distance it was scary. As soon as it passed overhead, it stooped dead, refracting off something invisible. The thing shimmered into existence directly in front of the still stallion, revealing a gateway made of rock. In the middle of the rock, shining brilliantly in the snow, were three gems. Crystals, even.

From the gateway appeared two more ponies, dull coloured and confused, their coats void of any lustre the should have. After a few moments, they noticed the pony lying alone in the snow, a layer already beginning to blanket his coat. Rushing over, they turned the pegasus over, studying his body for signs of life. He was warm to the touch, and as soon as a hoof made contact with the grey, there was a breath.

The pony was breathing!

Quickly, they began to move him towards the gateway, a portal appearing instantly. The pony being dragged began to shiver, his forelegs twitching slightly. On a whim, one of the other ponies, a grey mare, opened one of his eyes to check if he was actually awake.

She blinked a few times at the colour; a deep crimson, and smiled when it moved. Carefully, the two pushed him into the gateway, and swiftly followed. And then, the gateway was gone.

END.