The Return of a Fallen Ally

by Autumn Lightsky


Chapter 2: A hero returns... Sort of...

Twilight

"Careful!! That statue is very delicate!" Twilight complained as the mover pony carelessly placed the statue of the fallen angle in the library's lobby. The mover pony shrugged and put his hoof out. "Ugh, fine". Twilight put several bits in his hoof.

"It's twice this much miss"

"What?!"

"Half is for the moving, half is for your complaining." Twilight put a mental hoof to her face. She then placed more bits in the pony's hoof and watched him trot off.

"I really have to tell the princess about that... ". She said as she put up the library's 'sorry, we're closed' sign. She then pulled out the tome that Luna gave her and flipped through the pages once again.

After Princess Luna had told her what she needed to do, she had returned to ponyville in order to not cause confusion in Canterlot. But she still didn't feel completely comfortable with this.

-If the princess wants me to do it, I have to. I guess. But a little more background information would've been helpful- the mare thought to herself. She stopped flipping at a particular page she had studied on the train back home.

"This one should work. It says it may cause a shockwave." She sighed. "I'm actually glad Spike is with Rarity for once." She laughed to her self at this comment.

A few minutes later and she moved everything but the statue from the center of the lobby. She levitated the tome and began to read the incantation.

"In the light of day, and the dark of night, the one who has fallen, return them to life!"

She waited a few moments. Nothing happened. -did I do something wrong?- suddenly she was pushed back by a wave of air and stone dust.

"Ugh... My head..." A voice said. It sounded like a stall- male's voice. She did it? She did it! She tried jumping for joy but pain quickly stopped her. She groaned as she sat up slowly. She could see the figure starting to move. It had wings the same size as the Princesses! Except, with black feathers. It started looking over itself and talking.

"Okay, legs, arms, nose, eyes, course I have eyes. Head, wings, oh I love my wings. It's kinda dusty though. Let clear this out." There was another sudden gust of wind as all the dust was blown out of the library, causing some bystanders to look with worry, but go back to their daily routine.

"U-um, hello? Who's there?" Twilight asked hesitantly. The figure turned to face her. Celestia's description of him was spot on, well, except for the scruffy hair that looked a lot like bed head.

"Are you the one who brought me back?" She jumped a little as the person had come up to her, staring into her eyes. He was wearing what looked to be a blue set of armour, like the one's of the Lunar Guard. He also had a shirt and what looked to be pants.

He had the most beautiful set of purple eyes, almost the shade of her coat. She blushed a little and looked away to try and hide it.

"Y-yes. My name is Twilight Sparkle. And if I may ask, what's your name?" She asked cautiously. The figure tilted his head. He opened his mouth to speak but made no noise.

"I-I don't remember..." He looked at the ground. He must've been in there for longer than she thought. He yawned. "I don't mean to be rude Miss Sparkle, but can we continue this tomorrow?"

She smiles a bit. "Sure. I imagine you need your rest. The bedroom is upstairs." She said. She escorted him to her bedroom. She may not have a guest room, but she still had her own. She gestured to the bed. It was made for two anyway, so why not share it. He walked to the bed and tested it.

"Thank you for your hospitality." He said and smiled at her. "I'll be try not to be too much of a trouble." He walked over and hugged her. She blushed deeply and he quickly let go. "S-sorry, I guess I should probably ask first." He laughed awkwardly and rubbed his neck. A small blush on his cheeks.

"It's fine". She said clearing her through. "Let's just get to bed. It's late and you need your rest." She was able to force down her blush and walk over to the bed. She laid down and looked over. She blushed again as she saw him taking off his shirt. He was rather skinny for someone of the royal guard. She could see some of his ribs.

"Oh, sorry. Is it okay if I sleep like this? I always get really hot so I don't sleep with a shirt on". She simply nodded hoping he didn't notice her blush. He laid down in bed with his chest facing her.

A few minutes later she was drifting into sleep, she felt movement and opened her eyes to see that he had scooted closer and put one of his wings around her. It was soft, and warm, it was like a really fluffy blanket. It was obvious he was asleep. Suddenly she heard his voice

"R-Ryoku... Matoi..." So that was his name. She smiled. Ryoku Matoi, what a cute name. She turned so her back was facing him and drifted into the dream world.