//------------------------------// // Chapter Seven // Story: Past Shadows // by ChaosDragoon //------------------------------// The next day Weaponry left the Inn and patrolled the Ponyville. He hadn’t seen Flash Sentry since yesterday and deep down he was glade. Facing him wouldn’t be the easiest thing to do. In fact, he would rather face a swarm of changelings then him. “Oh please don’t be scared,” a soft voice said. Weaponry saw Fluttershy fly to a tall tree branch where a cat sat meowing. When she reached for it, the cat hissed and swiped at her. Its claws nearly scratching her hooves. Weaponry was about to go on his way when something told him to help. Something deep down inside was willing him to help her. His body moved before he could even think. “What’s wrong,” Weaponry asked. He knew what was wrong but somehow the words escaped his lips. “Somepony’s cat is stuck in the tree. I try and help him, but every time I get close, he swipes his claws at me,” Fluttershy said. Weaponry felt the feeling again. Telling him to help her. He just sighed as his horn lit up and a black aura formed around the cat. The cat couldn’t react fast enough as it was lifted into the air. Its paws flung wildly into the air before it was softly set down on the ground and quickly darted away. “Oh please don’t run,” Fluttershy said as she ran after it. She quickly stopped and turned to Weaponry and added, “Um, thank you.” she then ran after the cat again. Why the hay did I do that? If the damn cat got up there, it should have been able to get down by itself. Weaponry thought before he shook the thought from his mind and continued his patrol. His brown eye changed to light blue as he patrolled Ponyville. He stopped after a half an hour and rubbed his eye as he sighed. Checking for changelings with this magic is giving me a headache. Weaponry thought. He suddenly heard screams that snapped him out of his trance. He quickly ran towards the scream which lead him to the front door of the Carousel Boutique. He burst through the door nearly giving Rarity a heart attack. “I heard screams, where’s the changeling?” Weaponry questioned. “Changeling? Oh no darling, there’s no changeling here,” Rarity said with a chuckle. Weaponry looked at her in confusion. “I heard you scream though?” Weaponry said “Oh it’s just awful, I have an order due in three days and I’ve run out of gems for it. Twilight and Spike are out in Canterlot to visit Celestia,” Rarity said. Weaponry’s eye twitched, seriously, you screamed like you were being attacked because of that? Weaponry thought. Rarity looked at Weaponry and an idea popped into her mind. She quickly stood in front of him with a smile on her face before Weaponry slowly back away. “What?” he asked “I just got the most marvelous idea, since you came running to my screams, you can help me get the gems,” Rarity said. “What makes you think I’d help you,” Weaponry said. “Payment for what you did to my door.” Rarity said as she pointed behind him to the front door that was off one of its hinges. Weaponry sighed, Great, Weaponry thought before he nodded. “Wonderful, let’s get going. We have many gems to get and little time,” Rarity said as she trotted past him. She stopped and added, “By the way, grab that wagon in the corner. We’ll need it to hall the gems back here.” Weaponry sighed again and his horn lit up and the wagon soon wheeled itself to him. --- On the outskirts of Ponyville Weaponry stood as Rarity’s horn glowed and she wondered around. “Here,” Rarity said as she pointed to a spot on the ground. Weaponry walked over to where she pointed. His horn glowed and the dirt lifted up to reveal gems. The gems lifted up and where placed in the wagon with the rest. After what felt like hours Rarity examined the horde Weaponry had gathered in the wagon. “That should,” Rarity said before she stopped in terror. Her ears bent back as she started to slowly back away. “What? Is there not enough here?” Weaponry asked. Rarity shook her head and pointed behind him. Weaponry looked behind him to see three sets of bright green eyes from the forest. Soon three timber wolves slowly walked out of the darkness of the forest growling as saliva dripped from their mouths. “Stand behind me!” Weaponry shouted as three black orbs floated from his horn. One took the shape of a sword, the second into a spear, and the final one into a halberd. Weaponry stood in front of the three waiting for them to make a move. Remember your training: find the enchanted part of the wolves and destroy it. This way they can’t regenerate. Weaponry thought. The middle timber wolf howled and charged at Weaponry. The other two followed. The three weapons soared through the air and intercepted the wolves. The sword sliced the timber wolf on the left’s arm off, while the halberd spun like a saw and sliced the middle one in half, and the spear pierced into the rights head and when it flew out it had pierced into a small twig that was glowing green. The spear went into a tree trunk as the glowing faded. The timber wolf’s eyes dimmed and its body fell to the ground into a heap. The timber wolf that was sliced in half quickly assembled itself as the one whose arm got chopped off did the same. The two howled before one raced towards Weaponry while the other turned its attention to Rarity. The sear and sword quickly went towards Rarity and floated in front of her blocking the timber wolf. The timber wolf swiped at Weaponry who jumped back before his halberd quickly changed into a shield and blocked a large claw, but because of the force behind it the shield was pushed into Weaponry who flew backwards and hit a tree behind him. He was able to open his eye to see a floating timber wolf claw hovering near him before if flew back towards the heap of wood as it resembled itself back into the timber wolf. It joined the other timber wolf slowly walking towards Rarity. Weaponry’s vision started to get fuzzy as he felt his body get heavier. “Damn it, get up, get up!” he said as he tried to get up as the third slowly drew closer to him. When were they able to re-enchant a piece of themselves to help them reassemble? Weaponry thought before his eye lid felt heavy and he started to succumb to the darkness.