Saving the Moon And Back

by Richu Yue

Rating: everyone
Tags: Adventure, Twilight Sparkle, Sad, Main 6, Princess Luna, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Original Character, Trixie
Length: 3602

Most ponies have a goal in life. This one doesn't.

'Most ponies sleep during the night. They would have the sweeter dreams, because they are under her wing. They would curl up in their little beds and drift off in a sweet slumber. I can't. I'm not normal. I look into a mirror, into anything. I don't have a reflection. When I sleep, they're horrible and horrid dreams. Why would I bother to sleep?'

An unnamed unicorn suddenly appears in a small but famous town by the name of Ponyville. She hasn't slept, she doesn't seem normal, is she normal? An alicorn named Twilight Sparkle takes interest into finding about the pony's past. A past the little pony herself doesn't remember. But that past changes everything in Equestria.

AUTHOR'S NOTES:
Alright time for me to clear something up.
1. The pony in the story is not my own OC. So it's not a self-insert.
I came up with the idea of this story from MY experiences and while writing another chapter of Anomalous.
The cover art is shamelessly stolen from: Here.
I hope you do like it.

Published 2013-05-24 18:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2015-01-13 23:36:21 UTC

Chapter 1

--Chapter 1--

Silence was never quieter. The wind rustled against the trees which, in the darkness, appeared blacker than a raven’s feather. The smell of smoke filled the moist air. The sky was darker than the rest. There were no gleams of the jewels, usually sewn into the black fabric. The big button, the moon, was not there to make the fabric seem lighter. It was just dark. The wind got stronger, pushing the tops of the trees to a certain extent. The sound of the wind, sounded like a thousand angels humming some unfamiliar tune.

But the humming stopped. And the hard drumming of the thunder came. The clear silver droplets of water fell from above. The small sounds out their patter hitting against the ground was quiet.
A snapping sound came from behind the black dust. Her eyes cracked open. She lifted her head to take a quick awaking glance of the rain, and realized she was soaked. She grumbled, she wouldn’t bother to put up some sort of magical force field around her. The last droplet of the silver blue rain landed on her nose, creating a new era of silence.

She didn’t move, not one bit. She knew somepony- or something was there, watching her. It couldn’t be an animal. This part of the Everfree was blackened, burnt, not living. The soil couldn’t grow plants anymore. It wouldn’t be an animal, she doubted it. The scent of fresh rain water mixed in with the smoggy thick smell of smoke.

Her pink ballerina shoes were soon brown with mud covering every little patch of silk. Her silver pink coat was wet with a mixture of rain and dirt as well. She stood up on all four mud covered hooves. Her baby blue eyes flickered over her surroundings. She was prepared for something. She waited, for as long as the moon was awake in the night.

A vociferous scream, as if it was a young filly yelling for help, shattered the silence. The pink mare looked up, hearing the signal. She soon started to trot, then gallop at full speed into the night.

Several sets of midnight blue hooves slammed against the white marble floor. Three stallions and a mare, all wearing armour of some sort, galloped through the hallway louder than a stampede. Two of them had bat like wings while the other two were blessed with a horn for the use of magic. They had no time to stop to open the door politely. They smashed into the door, breaking it down into small wooden pieces. The buffest of the four scanned the room, trying to unlock a chest using his magic. Clank, he looked inside, and then furiously threw it away.

“She isn’t here! It isn’t here!” He yelled loudly. He quickly turned to the winged ponies who were watching him with fear. “Nightlong, Eclipse! Go and find the Princess of the Night!” He ordered harshly. The two ponies saluted him respectfully.

“As you wish, General Kage!” They spread their black wings to flap away. The angered general turned to his comrade, who was gazing at the beautiful scenery beyond the princess’ window.

“Incognito!” General shouted to snap the mare out of her gaze. She looked around and noticed the General glaring at her. She saluted him, shivering from fear.

“Yes General?” She stammered as he walked over to her. Her dark auburn eyes tried to avoid his piercing glare.

“Stay focused on the mission.” He spat in her face. She nodded, frightened by her own general. “We need to go and search town, every village, every patch of area of it. You are quite aware of that, I am correct? Or did you fall in love with the window again?”

“I understand we have to search, General. But… you’ve never told us what to search for exactly.” She explained to the General. He grunted furiously, stomping one hoof to the ground.

“You never pay attention, do you?” He looked at her, peeved by her words. “I’ve been saying it every single session. We have to get that little gem. Luna has done nothing for us. We have to get it. Do you understand?” Incognito nodded quickly. He took a few deep calming breaths in and out, before he relaxed. “Now come along, we have to find it.” He ordered, more calmly this time.

The moon was always asleep, along with its stars. But there were none tonight. The black thundering clouds filled the sky. The water droplets slammed the ground harder than a metal band would pound it’s drums. The howling song sung by the wind made the song complete. The audience, were the classical music critics. They hid away from the storm. No houses were lit up except three.

A whoosh of wind swished away a pink envelope from a gray pegasus’ hooves. Her gold eyes tried to focus to see where it had gone. She flapped her wings harder than the blow of the drums and reached out for it… and caught it. She grasped it tightly and the wind tackled her to a purple wooden door. The door of Carousel Boutique slid open and out came a porcelain white pony with a tidy purple mane. She looked down and saw the gray Pegasus, trying to scrabble back up.

“Oh dear, Miss Hooves, are you alright?” The white unicorn spoke out, helping the Pegasus back up. The gray mare smiled thankfully.

“I am fine, Miss Rarity.” She dusted herself up and gave the envelope to the mare. “It’s an emergency, apparently.” Rarity took the envelope and looked at it, analysing it. She finally saw the seal on the back. She ran over the golden sun shaped C.

“Oh thank you…” She stared down at the envelope, and then looked back up to see the Pegasus spreading her wings. “Miss Hooves, you must get home.”

“I have a delivery to make!” The Pegasus stated, taking a small colourful package, covered with stickers and glitter out of her small saddle bag.

“And whom is to for?”

“Umm…” The Pegasus looked at the package trying to focus her goggled eyes on the address and name, messed up as if two foals have tried to. “Dictionar- Oh Sweetie Belle.” She looked up with a satisfied smile on her face.

“Sweetie Belle is my sister…” Rarity stated with a blank face. She held out her hoof and smiled. “I’ll give it to her, don’t worry. Just get home to Dinky and stay safe.” The Pegasus gave her the package, gratefully.

“Thanks Miss Rarity.” She started to flap her wings and zoomed off into the battlefield, fighting against the wind. Rarity walked into the warm well lit boutique, staring at the envelope.

“Whatcha ya got there Rarity?!” A squeal came behind the mare as she closed the door. Rarity jumped from shock and turned to face a smaller unicorn with a pink and lavender mane. Rarity gave a slight growl away and trotted over to the fireplace, placing down both the envelope and package on the glass table. She then levitated a small tea cup and sat down next to the fireplace. The filly sat next to her and smiled. “Rarity… What are those?!”

“The weird looking package is for you.” The filly smiled and grabbed the package with excitement and wore up the wrapping into tiny little shreds. Rarity’s eye twitched as she saw the mess made by her own sister. The filly then pulled out a humongous black book with yellow stripes. “Sweetie Belle, what is that book?”

“Oh! This?” She squeaked. She lifted the book up, so the mare could see. “Something Apple Bloom got for me and Scootaloo. It’s supposed to help us with our cutie marks!” Rarity leaned in closer to the book and tried to focus on the text.

“Cutie marks for Dummies?” Rarity looked at it surprised. The filly nodded with excitement and opened the book, her eyes scanning the content fast. Rarity took another small sip of her tea. "Sweetie belle, be a dear and give me the envelope.”

The filly looked and tossed the envelope on the table to Rarity. The envelope flew over and landed in Rarity’s hair. Rarity sighed and put down the tea cup, and took the envelope out of her hair. She opened the seal and pulled out the piece of paper.

My dearest Rarity,
I have just been informed that my sister, and Princess of the Night, Luna, has disappeared once again. I have sent letters to all six of you, to tell you. This must be a secret. I wish you six would take the train to Canterlot the next morning to discuss your mission. Thank you very much.
Princess Celestia.

Her eyes widened in shock. She put the letter back in the envelope and placed it back on the table.

“Rarity… What was that?”

He fought the wind with his wings. He was supposed to know how to fly in this weather, but not tonight. Tonight was the worst of all nights he had woken up to guard his sacred princess. His dual swords, cooperating to defeat his villain, swung back and forth, beating on the wind’s battle axe. The rain banged on his black uniform. The crashing and smashing sounds of water droplets beating his helmet did not help him focus.

“Hey! You! Come back!” His head turned to see a flock of black ravens chasing him. He flapped harder, trying to escape. “Traitor! You were one of us!” They crowed. As they got closer, they were no longer ravens. They were ponies of the night, like him. His bat like wings beated faster, gaining speed.

“You are traitors of the night!” He yelled back at them. Then suddenly, the ponies came to a stop. He looked at them with confusion. ‘Why did they stop..’ He wondered then shot a quick glance at what was in front of him, and smashed into the cloud of lightning. A shock travelled through his armour and body. His gray, almost lifeless body fell downward.

Most ponies found the weather unbearable and would rather have their sunshine. But one pony didn’t. She enjoyed the weather. She loved the rain as it helped her concentrate. Her wings shifted her to the right. Several books glowed magenta and so did her horn. She flew over to her small desk, lit by a candle lamp. A small baby dragon slept in a basket, not far away from the desk. She hummed a small melody as she sat and placed the books down on the table. She opened one and began to read. The baby dragon opened his eyes in tiredness.

“Can’t you turn off the light…?” He whispered and she sighed. She blew the candle out and studied in the small light the window had let in. He smiled and closed his eyes again. The alicorn stared at him for a few moments with a small smile on her face. Soon enough, he began to snore. She looked back at her book. The only sound that could be heard was the small sounds of pages being flicked. She flipped through one book after another. Anthropology, Climatology, Toxicology. She didn’t move her eyes away from them.

A smashing sound coming from below the stairs broke her silence. She stood up on all four hooves and galloped down the stairs. Books were thrown on the floor by the wind. The alicorn grumbled at the mess and trotted towards the library door and closed it. She then took the books and slowly rearranged them back to where they were. Suddenly, below the books, there was a grey-pink mare with wet ballerina shoes and a light lavender mane. The alicorn’s jaw dropped. The mare’s eyes were wide open. The alicorn slowly helped her up.

“Ow…ow…ow…” She murmured as she stood up.

“How are you awake?” The alicorn asked her with confusion. “No one could stay awake after that crash! You should have blacked out-” The pink mare shook her head and sighed.

“I can’t black out. Sorry to disappoint you, Princess Twilight. ” She snapped. “Oh…Wait…. You wouldn’t know.” The mare limped towards the door before the alicorn stood in her way.

“I’m not telling you go out injured.” Twilight stated with a serious and worried look on her face. “You have to say and heal. That crash must have been really hard.” The mare stood for a moment, glaring at the alicorn then sighed and nodded.

“Fine. I’ll stay.” She sat down and hung her head down. The lavender alicorn brought a small white kit with a red cross labelled on it. She quickly started to treat the pink mare’s broken leg.

“So, what’s your name?” Twilight asked as she continued to treat her. The mare sighed.

“I don’t remember.” The alicorn stopped for a moment, looking at her in confusion.

“What do you mean, you don’t remember? It’s impossible to forget your name like that-”

“It’s not if you haven’t slept for two years and forgot most of your memories.” The alicorn stared at her in disbelief.

“Oh… How are alive-”

“Don’t ask.” The mare snapped before the alicorn continued her question. “Sorry, that was rude… Um…It’s a long story you probably don’t need to hear.” Twilight nodded and wrapped a bandage around the mare’s leg.

“Do you have a place to stay? You can’t walk around on that leg or anything.”

“Unfortunately, I don’t.”

“You don’t remember your name, you don’t have somewhere to stay-” The alicorn murmured to herself then stopped. “Stay here for the night. I could provide you with pillows and a mattress-”

“No thanks…” The mare shrugged and got up once again. “Thank you, but I must leave.”

“I can’t let you do that.” The mare stared at the alicorn and grumbled. “Look, we can help you remember those things… I’m going to Canterlot in the morning. We could take you along, find a suitable memory spell...”

“There are things I don’t want to remember.”

“Why are you so negative? ‘I don’t remember’ ‘No thank you’ ‘I don’t’. I need to help you.” The mare looked up in thought for a few seconds then sighed.

“Fine, Princess. Just… Okay.” The alicorn smiled gleefully and the pink mare sat down in front of a window. “I’ll wait here. You should go sleep.” The alicorn nodded and trotted up the stairs. The baby dragon yawned in his bed and opened his eyes.

“Tw-Tw-Twilight… Who was that?” He whispered sleepily.

“Just a mare…. Get some sleep, Spike.” He nodded and closed his eyes once again.

Just a mare….. I don’t believe she’s just a mare…

Author's Note

Don't kill me :c

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

She never expected herself to get lost in her own kingdom… Or so she thought. She didn’t know exactly where she was, she assumed it was in that part of Equestria that she and her regal sister never visited. It was all so gloomy and horrid. She was never aware of the starving fillies and colts, homeless. Nor was she informed that more than a half of the population in that town was poor. She always thought that Equestria was happy and peaceful, full of joy and laughter.
The crowd of ponies rushed towards the mare that held a small basket of bread in her hooves. The mare ran as fast as she could from them. A small warm loaf of bread fell from the basket as the mare continued to run. The eyes of hungry colts and fillies flickered to see the loaf, lying there on the ground. They then fought each other for the bread, as if it were a game of life and death. It was a game of life and death. A small brown colt with grey eyes ran away with the warm loaf and hid in a small dark alley, along with three fillies who were supposedly his family. The princess sighed heavily at the scene she had just witnessed.
“Not my filly!” Her head turned to face another trauma. A helpless gray mare was being cornered by two stallions. The first had his blood red mane cut till it was one inch short. He was more muscular and well built than the second. The second’s dust coloured coat was covered by a sleek noir jacket. His straight striped green mane fell till the end of his neck. The first seemed to have a golden ring around his dark cyan ear. The princess had to do something. She just… had to.

The rain started to patter against the cracked unevenly paved sidewalk. The darkness of the unlit night made the bright crimson buildings on the street look black as a chunk of coal mined from Marezona. They came in various sizes, short and tall and most were crooked like the pavement itself. Between the two smallest buildings came a small candle light. It was being held by a large cloaked figure. The cloaked figure took a few steps back from the main road and then jolted into a running speed being buildings. They then stopped in the smallest and darkest alley in the town. A small crooked door with the rusted numbers lied atop the red brick wall. The pony pulled out a small paper and unfolded it, revealing three numbers and then looked at the paper then back at the door repeatedly.
“Three hundred and thirty five. This has to be the place.” A harsh male voice spoke from the cloak and folded away the paper back into his cloak. He placed a midnight blue hoof on the rusty door handle and pushed it down with a lot of his might. The pale door opened to a small dark room, not dusty at all. He placed the candle on a table next to the door and walked in. The door closed behind him, leaving him jolt with surprise. The curtains opened, but not letting enough light in to show the colours of the figure in front of him.
“You finally arrived.” A feminine voice escaped the figure. A few hoof steps were heard and a small creaking sound was made, by a chair being pulled. The feminine figure sat down and smirked. “Surely, you have news for her to hear?” The cloaked pony nodded. “Take off your cape and put it next to the candle, General.” He did as he was instructed and took off his cloak with no struggle. His jet black spiked mane and his maple eyes were revealed. The General placed the cloak on the hanger next to the candle, pushing the candle away from it so it would not catch fire. “Please stand in the light. She cannot see you.” He nodded with acceptance and stood in front of the window, where there was some light.
“My mistress, I have news… But it isn’t what you expect..” He murmured and made a light shrug. The mare raised an eyebrow in interest and frowned in disapproval of his statement.
“What is the news you wish to tell?” She snapped impatiently and with an irritated tone in her voice. A few more hoof steps were heard, not knowing where they came from. She didn’t seem to care. The general took a small step back in discomfort and sighed.
“We haven’t captured the Princess yet, nor her jewel.” He stated with a weak voice, as if he was scared of the mare before him. Her face turned into a snarl, which sent a cold shiver down his spine. He took a deep breath and began to explain. “When we went to her room, she must have already known we would be there. One of our guards was spying for her and informed her of our ambush. She might have taken the jewel with her-”
“Wait… You actually think the jewel is a literal jewel?” She interrupted him with a questioning pitch in her voice. He nodded, confused why she had interrupted him with an obvious question. She made a crackling laugh which made him take a step back again. “Kage, Kage, Kage…” She sniggered “Every tale uses some sort of wording to disguise something that has actually happened. Your little tale about Luna’s jewel is not a literal jewel. The ‘jewel’ is in fact a pony not close to Luna.”
“Are you insisting we not only kill Luna, but the ‘jewel’?” Kage questioned her with a slight discomfort in his voice. She nodded with a smirk on her face. “But how are we to find the jewel?”
“Search for it. Everywhere.” She answered immediately. “If you want a better Equestria, you first kill Luna and her jewel, the first two of the immortal ponies, then our little sun goddess then the other princess… What was her name… Oh yes, Cadence.”
“What about Princess Twilight-”
“She will take care of Princess Twilight personally… We have some… Rivalry.” The mare interrupted to answer his predictable question. He nodded.
“As you wish, Great and Powerful.” He murmured, taking a small bow before the mare. She lifted a hoof, signalling him to leave. He took a few steps back to his candle and cape. He strapped his cape and threw the hood of it over his head. He then levitated the candle using his magic. He opened the door with a slight creaking sound, took another small bow and left the room with a quiver in his step.
Trixie will take care of Twilight personally… Oh yes she will…