Joy of hidden Love and the Wrath of Lust
By. FoxofRarity
Chapter. 81
Disclaimer- Arthur's note at end, please read. My Little Pony Friendship is Magic belongs to Hasbro and Lauren Faust.
Twenty miles from the border of Equestria, a Toltecian Cobra dismounts her saddled giant salamander and “stands” to look at Canterlot glowing upon the mountain its set upon. “Humph. Ten years ago I stood here fulfilling the prophecy the Archangel told me and I tried to get the Immortal Stallion’s heart while competing with that pink mare Meadow Flower only to see that a gray mare took it from us.” Gilda reaches into her knapsack and pulls out a wooden box containing four orbs each one representing Earth, Air, Fire, and Water. “If the Archangel is correct like she was last time then these orbs I made will help him contain the powers he’ll have to take in order to keep the Earth intact.” Gilda sighs after closing the wooden box. “I-I still have feelings for him, I miss how he deeply admired me and enjoyed whenever I glided my fingertips over his back. Oh also when I flickered my tongue. Well if all goes as the Archangel intends then maybe I can get to kiss his forehead.” Finishing with a flickering of her tongue, Gilda mounts up her giant salamander to finish the rest of her trip. “Afterwards I’ll go back into cryo sleep with no definite wake up date. Let’s go girl!” The giant salamander moves forward.
“First have to see his mother before I see him I mean before I find him.”
Lauren has told her everything of Gold Sky’s current situation. Just in his death and resurrection not its causes nor his conflict with Twilight Sparkle.
“Or start emitting my pheromones to make him come to me.”
***
Somewhere in Cloudsdale.
*Ting, ting!*
“What!!? She’s back!! B-but why??” Meadow Flower stops what she’s doing upon sensing the return of her nemesis. “If she’s here then that means she’s here for him!” The pink mare dashes over to the edge of Cloudsdale. “I’ve been quite lenient with the stallion by patiently waiting until that mortal gray mare slips up and eventually cheat on him so I can make my move but with her here it means she isn’t very considerate like me.” Meadow Flower looks down and squints down to look for a giant lizard being ridden by a Toltecian Cobra. “I don’t know what she’s here for or not BUT I WILL BE MAKING THE FIRST MOVE!!!” The pink mare jumps into the air and flies towards Ponyville. “Rarity will know where he is.” Good point. “Heh it was fun rounding up Rainbow Dash when she took Rarity to Cloudsdale.” A good chuckle before some half-baked monologue.
“Gold Sky is mine you bloody snake ERRR I mean you bloody TOLTECIAN COBRA!!”
Yeah…the Toltecian Cobras find it offensive to be called snakes. For snakes are primitive creatures that slither on their bellies on the ground. Toltecian Cobras are intelligent beings that fought legends to establish themselves upon this earth and slither “upright” with their bellies far above the ground.
***
*Poof*
In the Kingdom of the Toltecs.
“Here we are Cadance, home of the Toltecian Cobras.” Luna presents like she’s a tour guide or something. “Have you been here before??”
The Princess of Love shakes her head while observing a greenish purple lady Cobra approaching them. “No but I am not the first pink mare to step foot here.”
“Huh…” Luna is about to about to ask Cadance to clarify until a greeting suppresses that.
“Ah Luna!” Greets Sonia because truth be told Sonia is her nick name…her real name is very long and hard to pronounce, even for the Pure Immortals. “It’s been quite some time since we last met and you must be Princess Cadance the Princess of Love.” Sonia comes up and kisses both mares on the cheek. “Hmm what is it Princess Cadance? I taste your hormones being emitted like you’re in severe stress.”
“Taste!?” Cadance chimes in question. “You can taste my hormones??”
Sonia flickers out her tongue.
“Oh!” Now Cadance understands and thus cuts to the chase to get a weight off her chest. “Ma’am…”
“You can call me Sonia or Chalchiuitl if wish to be formal.” The Lady Cobra interrupts.
Cadance nods and clears her throat. “Sonia we’re here to apologize to your daughter G-G-Gil-Gilda.” Unfortunately seriousness couldn’t keep Cadance feeling uncomfortable from saying the name a Toltecian Cobra shares with her dear niece. “Now I know how brother felt.”
Sonia first instead of saying anything, motions them to follow her to the Sun pyramid. “Apologize to Gilda for what?”
*sigh* Cadance frowns to the guilt seeping inside her like she’s been bit and injected with the Cobra’s neurotoxin. “I…I’m sure Gilda has told you that I prevented Tia err Celestia from arranging a marriage between her son and your daughter and he ended up marrying a mare I idiotically believed was the right mare for him on the basis that Celestia shouldn’t arrange his marriage. Only…only t-to find out that she committed infidelity; hurting him and making me see that I was responsible for his pain oh and Luna shares some of the guilt as well.” Now Cadance pauses to take a deep breath. “I want to tell G-Gil-Gilda that I took away err that I and Luna took away her chance to be with the stallion that is the most honorable in the world and most worthy of a loyal wife like G-Gi-Gilda.”
“Why do you stammer when you say my daughter’s name?” Sonia asks while sharing the same facial expression Luna has as well regarding the stammer.
“Guilt that’s why.” One word to save herself and one word to placate Luna and Sonia.
Sonia nods in understanding. “Ah now I get it.
Cadance elbows Luna. “Me too, I feel guilty for taking away Gilda’s chance to marry him ow!” Another elbow from Cadance. “What!? Oh…I…I killed him…”
Suddenly Sonia comes to a utter halt indicating to the pair of Princesses that she is in shock or enraged. Either way Sonia’s hood prevents the Alicorn duo from seeing what emotion the Cobra is feeling. “You murdered the Young Prince!” Sonia slowly turns around slowly creating a sense of dread for the Princess of the Moon.
Now on the spot it’s Luna’s turn to stammer. “I uhhh…”
But Sonia will not be having any of it. “Yes or no! It is as simple as that.”
“Yes.”
Sonia clinches her right fist shut. “You murdered family. You murdered your sister’s son. You murdered royalty and more importantly you murdered your own nephew. WHY! What will compel you do such a thing!”
“Fear, I-I had to. He was becoming something that I was most afraid of…” Luna couldn’t finish.
“So out of fear you murdered the Young Prince instead of trying to reason with him! You…” Sonia stops herself. “You know what I’ll just be saying this.” A flickering of the tongue clears Sonia’s mouth of saliva. “You will pay for what you’ve done oh you will rue the day you murdered him and be happy Gilda isn’t here.”
“What a minute what!?” Cadance interrupts. “G-G-Gilda isn’t here!?”
Upset for being interrupted but yet calm at the same time Sonia directs her attention to Cadance. “She left a few days ago for Equestria, I don’t know for what but I can deduce she desires to see the Young Prince and spend some time with him.” After which Sonia redirects her attention back to Luna.
But while Sonia delivers her verbal venom to Luna, Cadance on the other hand or hoof begins freaking out well internally that is. “OH NO THIS ISN’T GOOD! If G-G-Gilda desires to see him then she will start emitting her pheromones which only Gold Sky can smell and like a love struck colt will seek her out because he cannot resists its power. Causing Celestia to find out then through their telepathic connection Luna will find out unleashing her Elite Commando Guards then Gold Sky now ready to let Luna how he feels will unleash his Xenomorphs killing all of her Commandoes. Showing that while everypony thinks it’s okay to push a stallion no matter the consequence the world will fall to its knees when the stallion pushes back which Gold sky will do and he will come out victorious now that I have knowledge of his daughter and keep her out of Luna’s knowledge.” Cadance’s ears drop. “I have to get back to Equestria so I can intercept…the Toltecian Cobra and prevent her from emitting her pheromones. For at least if she tastes his scent then I can be more watchful of her hmmm wonder if she’ll try something.” But with Sonia still injecting her verbal venom into Luna, Cadance can’t rush anything otherwise she too will be subject to Sonia’s venom.
“You’re lucky I respect you Luna.” Sonia continues. “Nevertheless, I can take solace knowing his Xenomorphs will avenge him.”
Now hearing this Luna’s stardust mane & tail shoot up. “You know of his Xenomorphs bu-but how!!?”
Picking up from Luna’s voice that she is afraid of the Young Prince’s guards Sonia is somewhat pleased that the Mare knows the full capacity of her murder. “Yes I know of them for the Young Prince came to the aid of the kingdom from a surprise attack by a Warlord called the Stag of War because our military mostly consists of volunteers given how we’re separated from other civilizations through the Regents of Earth rain forest. His guards fought so gallantly by their master’s side I mean his most trusted Xenomorph uhhhm, uhhhm, uhhhm Weytani! Yes, yes that’s her name, she is his biggest Xenomorph and is totally different from the rest of her sisters.”
With a floating notebook that has Twilight’s cutie mark Luna has her pen ready to jot down everything Sonia will say about this Weytani Xenomorph. “What’s so different about his most trusted Xenomorph?”
Sonia places her right hand under her chin before going on.
“Oh bloody great why do they need to talk about the Xenomorphs! Every minute wasted here is a minutes less until that Toltecian Cobra releases her pheromones!” Cadance rolls her eyes then plops down on her rump with her arms crossed. “Father please make this fast!”
Back to Sonia. “Weytani is bigger than the Young Prince; her head crest is large, ornate, and quite resilient to attacks. Her dorsal spines are pointer than the other Xenomorphs, her strength is incredible, and her tail is longer. Plus her color is bluish black.”
Weytani, is nephew’s biggest Xenomorph, can she be a Queen???? But without the second set of arms? Luna writes down in her notebook
“How many Xenomorphs did Gol…the Young Prince had with him during the battle?” Luna asks while correcting herself out of respect to Sonia.
“Fifth-teen. But one them had to be kept on a tight leash but Weytani is most the protective because after the Young Prince captured the Warlord Stag he collapsed from exhaustion, Weytani took him into her arms carrying him like he’s most important thing to her and became extremely defensive when anybody tried to get close to the exhausted Young Prince even her own sisters.” Sonia really goes into detail about Weytani instead of talking about Pan, Hera, Vados, Phasma, Hayami, Mink, Jupiter, Aayla, Nessie, Cynder, Manda, Newt, Leia, and Eve. All are the names of Gold Sky’s Xenomorphs minus the one frozen in metamorphosis, Furiosa. “Once the Young Prince recovered from his exhaustion he ate the captured Warlord.”
Wait what the hell! “Wait did you say he ate the Warlord!?” Cadance asks in case she heard what she thought she heard.
Sonia nods. “Yes the Young Prince ate the stag alive for he took the warlord as his trophy.”
“Wha…” Cadance is at a loss of words.
“Eh not surprised, I mean I witnessed him hunt and kill a stag right in front me so I wouldn’t be shocked he ate the stag warlord.” Luna replies then goes back to jotting down Sonia’s words.
I will most likely be hunted down by nephew’s strongest, biggest, toughest, and most angry Xenomorph and I have to be careful that her resilience may also be in magic. I pissed off nephew’s most trusted guard and she’s big, dot, dot, dot, I mean…
Now Sonia being more than just a regular Toltecian Cobra senses something in Cadance regarding the Young Prince. “Cadance slither with me.”
Cadance tilts her head in confusion. “Slither??”
*Ting!* “Oh I mean uhm walk, trot, canter with me which ever term you understand.”
Oh Cadance just wants to go back to Equestria right now but from above her Father tells her to go with the Cobra for he reassured that Gilda the Toltecian Cobra will not be emitting her pheromones anytime soon. “Alright.” Cadance follows the kind Cobra.
As for Luna. “Luna you stay here, I don’t want to see you, hear you, taste your scent, or feel you.”
So Luna plops down on her rump staying calm for the time being because she’s far from the Xenomorphs probably roaming about in Equestria.
Going up the Sun Pyramid Sonia waits until they’re under the shadows of the Hero Twins statues inside the temple. “I sense you are connected to the Young Prince, and in your eyes I see how much you care about him.”
Cadance stays quiet not because she doesn’t want to say anything but staying quiet will indicate the Toltecian Cobra to piece the puzzle together. “Your cutie mark is a crystal heart, his is a golden heart thus he is your blood.”
Cadance nods. “You’re quite intuitive.”
Sonia smirks. “As the Healer here my senses are quite enhanced in order to serve my brethren also cryo sleep has some positive side effects. Anyway moving on, tell me is the Young Prince really dead?” With a touch of sad inevitableness in her voice Cadance almost wants to tell the Toltecian Cobra the truth but refrains herself.
“Yes. My brother is dead.”
Sonia frowns and closes her eyes.
“Why do you care so much for him and why do you call him the Young Prince?”
The Toltecian Cobra taps her forehead to gain control of her emotions. “Nine hundred seventy seven years ago well it’s what Gilda said when she told me about the Prophecy the Archangel told her where she will compete with Meadow Flower a pink Pegasus for the heart of the Immortal Stallion.”
“So it was through a prophecy that Gilda fell in love with my brother?”
Sonia shakes her head. “No, through the Prophecy she became curious about him. It was through combat and fighting by his side where she fell in love with him. I don’t know or why through combat she fell in love with him but I guess well you know are how some ladies are.”
But Cadance rightfully deduces the reason. “His love, his infinite love she felt it and she realized that her future love is him but sadly he married a mortal when he was born to be with an Immortal like your daughter…wait is she Immortal and how old is she also how old are you too??”
Truly when it comes to her age Sonia does not know. “As healer I’ve been bestowed along with my husband with the ability to go back twelve years in age whenever we go into cryo sleep inside the sun pyramid. So I’ve been here for quite some time. Now I think your answer is better than mine Cadance and the reason why I call him the Young Prince is not because he’s Celestia’s son is that he displays all the qualities of one. Like coming to our aid without asking anything in return, being so honorable, protecting the Kingdom, and being very kind.” Just then Sonia pauses to smile. “I remember during the victory feast he and Gilda danced ahem, her age she’s older than him by…millenniums…she’s adopted so don’t ask as for the pink mare if you are or I guess now will be were wondering about her I say about seven hundred something years older than him.”
In Cadance’s mind. “Wow why does brother attract older mares? Way, way older mares though to be fair they’re older chronology wise while biologically wise they’re at their prime years like him. UGGH WHY AM I EVEN HAVING THIS DISCUSSION IN MY MIND! THEY’RE BOTH OLDER THAN HIM! WHY DOES HE ATTRACT OLDER MARES!!!?”
“I…I’m sure you miss your blood but at least Luna will pay that’s all I can look forward to now. OH! I almost forgot one more thing about his Xenomorphs but do not tell Luna about this one. They’re cognitive, for during the battle two or three of them grouped up together and did some chant. Of course I couldn’t understand them so the Young Prince translated what they said and they said in their words, ahem, two on the tail, ready for death, we be fast and they be slow!!”
“Wow…” Now Cadance jots this down in her mind. “So they can be peaceful if they’re cognitive so I can guess the one on a tight leash had to be the one I and Gilda my niece fought.”
Just then Sonia presents something she made to Cadance. “Please take this.”
“What is it?” Cadance asks.
“It’s made of amethyst and it’s a little sculpture of the Young Prince with Gilda under his wing.” Sonia holds it in front of Cadance. “Please take it and place it wherever the Young Prince is resting.” Sonia sniffles. “I made it for him as a gift when I thought there was a prospect of the Young Prince marrying Gilda.”
Cadance’s magic takes hold of the amethyst sculpture. “I will place it on my brother’s resting place.” Reassures the Princess of Love. “I must say this is a beautiful piece of art. Perhaps for the time being I’ll hold on to it.”
With that Sonia declares farewell to the Princess of Love however, Cadance asks Sonia if she can see the memory where Gold Sky and Gilda were dancing in the victory feast. “Hmm they look perfect together…oh bloody hell, I’m giving Tia more fuel to blame me. Yes, she might call me a rosie spilling pillock as well with a smirk on her face.” After which Cadance meets back up with Luna. “C’mon, Luna lets go.”
“Okay time to take you back to the Crystal Empire.”
“No, no, no, take me with you to Canterlot I want to see Tia and admit I was wrong to stop her from arranging the marriage between Gold Sky and the Toltecian Cobra.”
Well Luna is suddenly taken by surprise from this sudden prospective by Cadance. “This is isn’t you to say those things Cadance.”
“I speak of the mare not of the Innocent child in her womb.” Cadance replies. “It’s my guilt Luna, I mean my first act as big sister to Gold Sky results in feeling his heart break when his wife committed infidelity. I wish I can…” Cadance stops herself. “Let’s go back to Canterlot.”
“Alright, Jump.”
*Poof*
***
In Canterlot Fleur-Di-Lis lies on her bed cradling her pillow thinking about what to say to her husband when she tells him that there will be no bloodline that will ever start from them. “Hoporrenē Wíŋyaŋ is all I can be now.” Fleur tells herself before shifting to her side. “Will he still be with me after I tell him? Can Redheart find a way to end my infertility or perhaps make up something that will allow my womb to carry a child.” Can’t blame hope for still trying its part to comfort Fleur. “I can’t! This isn’t true!” Still hope can’t do much against anguish any mare who cannot have a child will feel. For a mare or any mare in life after experiencing and accomplishing their set goals and having a faithful husband by their side will finally be ready to be a mother. Sadly it is losing the last prospect that hurts the most because goals can always be reached such as holding something she believes but being infertile is having nothing that believes in her such as the child never developing in the womb. “Why me! Why of all the mares alive right now I had to be the one that can’t have children! I haven’t hurt anyone! I never cheated nor done bad things and I’ve always been a good wife! So how can this happen to me while bad mares get to have children!” Cries the lovely mare. “Huh!” Her ears pick up the noise of her dear husband arriving. “My Fancy Pants…”
Placing his top hat on the coat rack, Fancy Pants catches from the corner of his eye his wife’s silver armor. “Strange, I thought she’ll be with her majesty Princess Luna.” Nonetheless the toff stallion adjusts his monocle just to make sure he’s seeing his wife’s silver armor. “I am not seeing things after all.”
Well this is a big moment for the high class yet strong both physically & mentally mare, bigger than the moment where she had to decide whether to say yes to the new life of being Fancy Pants partner, joining Princess Luna’s Elite Commando guard, moving out of her parent’s house, and making her mark in Canterlot’s high society. This is bigger for while it rests between her and Fancy Pants this is completely related to a major biologic component that when seen in a basic point of view is a major part of any mare’s identity. “He’s here…” Fleur moans in a mix of relief and fraught. “Now waiting is the hard part.” Very much correct.
Before entering the room Fancy Pants has the habit of shaking himself in case there’s any dust on his fine suit. “Fleur my lovely dear I thought you will doing your uhh guard I mean Elite Commando Guard duty today?”
Fleur waits until her husband sits on the edge on the bed and begins stroking her head likes as if she isn’t feeling well. “I asked for three days off Fancy Pants.”
“Why? Are finding your new duty kind of unsatisfying or ever too stressful?” Fancy Pants asks.
Fleur shakes her head. “I enjoy being an Elite Commando Guard my love it’s just something else.”
“Are you sick?”
“No, it’s something else it’s something that I think will…Fancy Pants do you love me?” Fleur couldn’t help but ask that out of fear of what her husband will do when she tells him of her infertility.
Being asked that question will mostly elicit a tilt of the head when it’s used as a sudden diversion from what was originally being said. However, no tilt of the head is elicited instead Fancy Pants speaks no words but speaks physically by bending down and kissing her cheek. “You know I love you.” Verbal words seal his physical word.
Looking away from her loving husband Fleur still feels doubt revolve around the galaxy of her mind for one thing about stallion psychology is that when they choose a partner they require but don’t openly express it the mare to have children albeit when both mutually agree of course. Nevertheless, stallions will accept their wife’s infertility…if they choose to and choose to remain by their wife’s side. For Bloodlines can mean a lot to some, a lot more than their faithfulness.
“No matter what?”
Another kiss to the cheek before words comes forth. “No matter what my Fleur.”
Doubt still surrounds the galaxy there but if Fancy Pants means it then yes indulge him. “Fancy Pants my Fancy Pants, we can’t have children…Nurse Redheart says I’m infertile I-I can’t have children.” There. All is said. “I’m sorry my love.”
But then something happened that Fleur never thought will happen. “I know.”
“Wha-what!!??”
Fancy Pants removes his monocle, removes his suit, and lowers the volume of his voice. “I figured it out a long time ago my love, I mean after so many attempts I figured you are infertile and well…right…no children, your pain, my pain, our pain, our family. I wanted us to start a family.”
Fleur’s eyes begin turning pink when Fancy Pants starts expressing his desire to having a family and then expressing the pain both will feel. “How come you never talked to me about it if you knew all this time!?”
“Why? Tell me Fleur why will I talk to you about your infertility and suck out the joy of your life. I can’t live seeing you distraught, I will not stand to see you frown every time you look upon a couple with children, and I love it when you’re happy.”
“I! Oh Fancy Pants!” Fleur rises and wraps her arms around his head erasing the fear of him leaving her. “Are you okay with all of this though?”
Despite having his head wrapped up by his wife’s arms he nods. “Even if we can’t have children isn’t does not make you any less of a mare Fleur. You’re the mare I want to spend the rest of my life with and no matter what, no matter what happens to us and of course with or without children we shall always have each other.” Wiggling out of his wife’s grasp. “You’re my wife my dearest Fleur-Di-Lis.”
“Fancy Pants!” The mare throws herself on the stallion squeezing him tightly and begins kissing him non-stop. “You’re my FANCY PANTS!!” Fleur smiles after being under the cloud of agony for the longest of hours.
However, despite smiling with his wife thanks to seeing her happy inside Fancy Pants frowns because he has to be reminded once more that he can’t start with family with his dear wife…
Yet he understands that one can’t have it all.
***
In the Carousel Boutique.
Rarity and Gilda are surprisingly quite busy placing more dishes of food in front of Gold Sky’s most trusted Xenomorph. “Oh dear this is her twenty forth dish and what are those things she’s using to pick up her food?” Rarity being herself places a napkin next to Weytani. “My goodness there’s food flying everywhere!”
Gilda takes a pause from cooking to look at the instruments Weytani is using to grab her food. “It looks like she’s using two wooden sticks in her right hand. UH OH!” Gilda gets back to the stove to flip her pancakes. “Rarity hurry clean these pans!” Gilda wipes the sweat off her brow. “Can’t believe how I went from talking to father to being here cooking up a storm for his personal guard. Damn just how big is her stomach and how many more dishes does Rarity have!?”
In Weytani’s mind.
“Hmmm this is some good food! Master’s daughter and sister are great cooks…” Her instincts alert the Xenomorph of something dire being poured prompted her to turn around and “see” through her enhanced sonar sense Gilda pouring honey on the just finished pancakes. “NO!!”
“Here you are Weytani.” Rarity happily places the plate in front of Weytani.
*SHRIEK!* Weytani slams the plate away from her and jumps away from the table in case there’s any honey splattered.
Obviously displeased at the sight of the Xenomporph throwing her pancakes on the wall, Gilda slumps down a bit. “Well I guess she didn’t like the pancakes…I’m done! I won’t cook anymore only for father!” With that Gilda turns off the stove and motions Rarity to help her clean up the mess.
Weytani on the other hand does not know what to do right now out of reasoning that Master’s daughter is upset for throwing the honey covered pancakes at the wall.
Helping Gilda, Rarity couldn’t help but start a conversation with her niece. “Gilda my dear imagine if your father ate like Weytani?”
Gilda giggles as she brooms. “Ooooh that will be terrible! Imagine how much I and father will have to carry during grocery shopping hmmm”
Thought bubbles form above the mares combining and creating a little movie of Gold Sky carrying a tower of groceries on his back and then Octavia carrying two towers of plates of freshly cooked food then setting it in front of Gold Sky who’s busy munching away like a hungry caterpillar. Then pausing to gracefully wipe his mouth then resuming munching down everything.
“Imagine the grocery bill!” Both say at the same time then begin laughing together.
“Though Weytani did eat like a well-mannered mare when Gold Sky was eating with us, but perhaps she woke up really hungry today also she is your father’s most trusted guard and last but not least she’s big! Bigger than Big McIntosh.” Rarity places the dustpan for Gilda to sweep in the trash. “Say darling what do you say after we finish cleaning here we go for a nice stroll, you’ve been cooped up in the kitchen all morning feeding Weytani and I think we should go out so you can relax before I groom you for dinner with Silver Spoon.”
Oh Gilda almost forgot about dinner with Silver Spoon lucky Rarity is here to remind her plus Gilda does find it enjoyable to be around the white mare. *ting* “Hey maybe Rarity will know who’s the Zebra Lauren told me about!” The Griffon nonetheless, looks up the stairs to think about somepony. “What about my father?”
“Well you can cook him something and tell Weytani to stay with him while we enjoy each other’s company.” Quite rare…quite uncommon (much better) to be at ease when Twilight can swoop in at any moment but judging from the conversation between Gold Sky and the Xenomorph Rarity can deduce Twilight is afraid of the personal guard.
“Okay!” Gilda quickly cooks up something for father, tells Weytani to stay with father to which the Xenomorph nods yes but despite being told to leave father be Gilda goes into Rarity’s room where father is. “Father I will be with Rarity and then I will be joining Silver Spoon for dinner so no need to cook me something. Uhm I’ll be back father I love you.” Gilda kisses the silent stallion and departs.
“Enjoy yourself…” Gold Sky whispers after the Griffon departs.
While invisible Yashua watches with a tiny amount of anticipation as the wind carries the scent of someone important.
*sniff, sniff*
“G??”
Can it be? After all these years.
***
“Hey look at that!?” One of the palace guards points at an approaching giant salamander. “A giant lizard being ridden by a Cobra snake whatever lady!”
The other guard rolls his eyes in utter annoyance. “Shut up and take your insuli WHAT THE FRAK!!” Oh now he listens. “Tha-tha-that’s big lizard with a saddle on its back and being ridden by a giant Cobra AM I REALLY SEEING THIS!! A FRAKKEN SADDLED UP LIZARD BEING RIDDEN BY A GIANT COBRA! IS ANYBODY SEEING THIS!!?”
Gilda brings her steed to a complete halt and dismounts her giant salamander after uncoiling herself first. “Hello boys.” She kindly greets but then tastes the over casualness of the words she’s used when addressing these palace guards. “I shouldn’t have spoken to them like that.” Gilda takes a deep breath to start again. “Hello dear Palace guards I am here see my dear friend your Princess, Princess Celestia.” Much better in addressing the Palace guards.
Both jaws of the Palace guard’s drop. “She can talk! She has hands! She’s a she! Big lizard behind her what is going on here!?” Both guards freak out.
Big lizard? “Lizard? Her name is Salamango.”
“Salamander?” Mummers one of the guards to make sure he heard what he heard.
The Cobra tilting her head to the guard saying the name of her loyal steed wrong corrects the guard in a kind manner of course. “Salamander? No it’s Salamango.”
“Salamander??” The guard is either saying Salamander on purpose or just hard of hearing.
Now wanting to feel annoyed at this Pony’s lack of understanding but refraining herself Gilda takes a slower approach. “Her name is Salamango, now say it with me please. Ahem Sa-la-man-go, Sa-la-man-go, Sala-mango, Salamango!”
But… “Yeah looks more like a gecko to me.” Says the other guard.
“SHH! Don’t be disrespectful!” The guard looks back at Gilda and nervously laughs. “Uhhh her majesty is waiting.” He opens the door for the Cobra to let her pass.
“Thank you.” Gilda slithers pass the guards after whispering something into Salamango’s ears. “Gecko?? Yeah as if.” The Toltecian Cobra tells herself.
Meanwhile, both guards look upon Salamango with an incurable curiosity. “I am so touching Salamango!” So the guard slowly trots up to the giant salamander inching closer and closer while Salamango looks around to get used to its marble surroundings.
“Careful he err I mean she may eat you!” Warns the other guard.
“Whatever, okay careful, careful, careful.” With his hoof itching evermore closer to Salamango, the guard can almost feel the delight of touching this strange creature that looks more like a Gecko than a Salamander. *ting* “Frak!” The guard jumps behind the other. “I did it I touched her! Yeah!”
*
In her study, Celestia adds the final touches to the comic book Gold Sky was drawing and writing for Spike as a way to apologize to the young dragon for being afraid of him at first because Gold Sky thought Spike was related to the mother dragon he killed along with her freshly hatched young to avenge Ruby’s death many years ago. “I must say my son drew these characters quite oddly?? They’re not ponies hmmm, hands with five fingers, feet with five toes, skin with no fur covering it, and lastly he calls them the bipedals.” Celestia puts down her color pencil. “Amazing…if only he was able to finish it himself. Gold Sky and to be continued.” Celestia signs in the bottom then closes the book and levitates it in front of her. “Power Girl One Million.” The Cover shows Power Girl hovering in front of the sun and holding a picture frame of her family while on her face her eyes are closed showing she’s either done mourning or is mourning. However, for some reason Celli turns to page eighty two to read what Deathstroke reveals to Power Girl who on her knees cradles the body of someone important to her. “You may have lost the last thing that connects you to us mortals Power Girl but between you and me you will always have everything. Humph I mean look at me, I lost my son who tried to impress me by taking my mission to eliminate those Teen Titans but ends up getting killed, my wife leaves me and stabs out my right eye, and lastly my daughter who loves me now but when she comes of age she will draw her sword against me after she learns of what I do for a living along with my life long vendetta to kill every one of those Titans starting with that Raven girl. I have nothing but my skills that can only keep my stomach full and awaiting the dire inevitability of having to defend myself from my own daughter; you have everything despite what that pink freak Despero took from you. So kill what needs to be killed Power Girl otherwise you will kill yourself without taking your life." Celestia closes the comic book and magically mails it to Spike. “What my son started I finished. Deathstroke can be more of an anti-hero from time to time hehehe.”
**
*HICCUP* Spike catches whatever Princess Celestia sent him. “NO WAY!” The young dragon squeals in delight. “Twilight look what Princess Celestia gave me!”
The lavender Unicorn comes to her number one assistant. “What did she give you Spike?”
“Look!” Spike holds the comic book in front of Twilight. “It’s Power Girl in a design I’ve never seen before.”
“Me neither.” Twilight brings the comic closer to her eyes in order to get a better look of the character design. “Hmmm open it so I can see who drew it.”
Spike carefully opens the comic book by clinging to the edges of the cover with the tips of his claws. “Wow it’s by Gold Sky! He made me this comic book, this is incredible!!!” The young dragon squeals once more in delight to see a frame of Power Girl and Death Stroke double teaming Despero. “I am so reading this right now!”
Hmmm now Twilight is curious about the comic and thus sits next to Spike to read it along with him to which Twilight will gain an idea when the both of get to frame where Power Girl blasts her heat vision at full power into Despero’s third eye.
An idea for the Alpha Wolf.
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*Cough!* One of Celestia’s guards nearly chokes on his own saliva upon seeing a big Cobra slither right past him. “Di-did you see that!”
The other guards nod but one well had to kindly say what soon arises in the minds of the other guards. “Is it weird that I find her attractive??”
“How do you know it’s a her!?”
The guard begins searching for the right words. “Uhhhhhhhhhhh she has…uhhhhhhh a nice bod-body with uhm nice hourglass figure an-an-and long eyelashes yes, yes long eyelashes!”
Well nothing beats the eyelashes when it comes to telling everypony that pony or in this case big Cobra is a mare. “Can’t argue with that.”
Gilda flicks her tongue to make sure Celestia is behind these double doors. “She’s here.” *knock, knock*
“Come in.”
Before entering Gilda takes a deep breath to remind herself to watch her words and get herself off of Celestia’s mind before slithering off to find the Young Prince. “Here goes nothing.” The Cobra slither’s in.
“GILDA!” Princess Celestia jumps from her desk and embraces the Cobra. “Oh dear Gilda it has been so long since we last met!” The Alicorn tightens her grasp around the Cobra while keeping her head above the Cobra’s head given the hood prevents normal embraces.
“Yes it has been a long time oh Celestia and I kind of miss slithering on the smooth marble floor of your palace. It’s different from the steps of our pyramids and dirt paths.” Now that the embrace is done Gilda rises up to her normal height. “So how’s everyone doing??”
“Well.” Princess Celestia begins. “Things wouldn’t be what I will call alright but I will like to talk about it later when I get to hear everything about your family first and once we settle down in the gardens because it’s a long story truth be told.”
Making her lips spread into a smile Gilda pats Celestia’s right shoulder as say she understands what’s to be told. “Well mother and father are…well…they’re alright.”
“You paused twice. Is there something wrong with them?”
Gilda flicks tongue before talking about her parents. “Father, he finally got hit by the albinism gene that runs in his family and he lost his nice bluish gray color making him whiter than snow then I guess as your medical expert might call it he then developed reverse Vitiligo. Making black patches appear all over his body prompting mother to try everything she knew in attempt to heal him but to no anvil so father is in cryo sleep until mother can figure out something to cure him.”
Instantly Celestia feels sorry for the lovely Cobra. “I don’t think even Nurse Redheart our medical expert as you call her has a cure for his condition but come I think you can use something to eat right now.”
As if Celestia knew Gilda is hungry, the Toltecian Cobra’s stomach growls. “Well yes I can use some food thank you for your kindness and I don’t think you have meat do you??”
“No…sorry.”
Gilda shrugs it off. “Well good thing I’m an omnivore like the Young Prince.” Now to put her upmost effort to make Celestia stay in the unknown about the Young Prince. “Say where is the Young Prince? I really want to taste his scent and pass the tips of my fingers across his back.” To maintain the charade Gilda flicks her tongue as if she’s trying to find his scent.
“Oh my dear Gilda.” Celestia feels a heavy heart to tell Gilda everything about Gold Sky but knowing Gilda has a very mature mind then perhaps the Toltecian Cobra can understand and react in rational manner. “Come let us first get moving my dear before I tell where he is right now.” With a slight frown Celestia moves forward.
“I know he died and thankfully he’s alive right now but you must not know until the time comes.” Gilda says in her mind also to remind herself too as well that she has to maintain the charade.
“Well do you know where he is OH I will do nothing if the Mrs. is around.” Had the put that out there to really make this real for the Alicorn to fall for.
*Sigh* “Look Gilda.” Celestia begins. “Gold Sky isn’t here in the palace or anywhere in this earth. He’s in the heavenly paradise…”
“What…” Putting on her best shocked face Gilda stops slithering and passes a trembling right hand up her forehead. “Th-the Young Prince is d-dead?” Gilda looks away from Princess Celestia to poke her eyes in order to make them pink. “ow.” She whispers.
Celestia believing Gilda is saddened carries on. “My son was accused of a crime he never committed I will not tell you what it is that he was accused of but it was enough for Luna to send in her Elite Commando and kill him. I watched him die, I watched my son die before my eyes, and yes while I shouldn’t saying this at least he didn’t make it terrible by telling me he’s scared as his life slowly slipped away. I guess knowing death by being a great virtuoso of delivering it he waited for the day it’ll lay its hand on him.”
In Gilda’s mind. “I don’t know what he was accused of but I don’t want to know.” Moving on. “What about his Mrs.?”
The mentioning of the vessel causes the white mare to snort out steam from her nostrils. “She’s still alive and…” Uh oh, so should she tell Gilda of the child in the vessel’s womb which may sadden the Toltecian Cobra even more but the Toltecian Cobra has to know everything. “She is carrying his child also while for the child I am excited to happily hold my son’s child I do not feel anything for the mare carrying his child.”
Hmm this is interesting to Gilda. “Why?” However, in her mind. “Great, she has his child but perhaps there still a possibility for me and him. Given how Celestia’s tone was she talked about his Mrs. I think Celestia can or might cast out the gray mare and take the child under her care.” How did Gilda come up with that kind of rationale? Well she is thousands of years old and her mind can easily connect the dots where they need to be connected. “I will not be surprised.”
“She committed infidelity because she wanted a child but he was not ready and through his carelessness before his death she’s pregnant now with a boy, I think, that’s what she believes by the way…are you sad?”
Gilda quickly remembers she has to act sad. “Yes…I waited for him for over a thousand years.”
“What! You waited for him over a thousand years?? B-but how did know about him for so long!?” Yeah forget age when one has to know how Gilda waited for Gold Sky when he’s only two hundred thirteen years old. (Perhaps)
After a fake sniffle that’s ruffled up with a, oh so that’s a really fake whimper yeah thanks for showing us. Gilda flicks her tongue. “Lauren the Archangel prophesied that I will fall in love with the Immortal Stallion but I will also be competing against Meadow Flower for his heart. However, neither of us anticipated the gray mare or the Mrs. as I call her when from afar I watched how he kissed his bride. I now see what the Archangel prophesied never guaranteed that he will be my husband instead it only guaranteed that I will find the stallion that I know is the only one for me, the only mate whose heart I will do anything to be worthy of and my heart that I will give without a second thought. Oh the haves and haves not in life, humph, I’m sure you know what I mean that Celestia. Anyway, what I desired another mare and squandered it. Why does he marry a mortal knowing even when they’re given immortality they will still retain their mortal nature.”
Celestia totally nodded in agreement. “Just like Brer Snake.”
“What did you call me!!!?” Gilda angrily hisses.
Uh-oh! Celestia saw she just dun did it now. “I-I-I didn’t call you snake Gilda I said Brer Snake as an analogy I was going to use to describe that even though Gold Sky made the gray mare immortal she retained her mortal nature…” Should Celestia continue?? Well one way to find out. “Just like one were to help a snake and put it inside one’s pocket it will still bite given its nature.” Eh Celestia said what she had to say.
Understanding Celestia’s analogy, Gilda calms down and reels back to her calm nature. “Oh, I understand now sorry for nearly overreacting.”
Unsuspectingly while the two make their way to the gardens, Octavia happens to be walking about in the corridors deep in thought about whether she should plan a tour to perform before she gives birth. So in this deep thought her sharp hearing does not pick a new heartbeat. “OH almost bumped into HUUUUUH…” For the first time ever Octavia sees a Toltecian Cobra. “Wha…” The pupils in Octavia’s grayish purple eyes dilate in order for her to gain a complete field of view of the pure bronze colored Cobra who at the collar where the hood ends is a white line encircling three hundred sixty degrees and on her back a white line streaks down beginning at the back of her head and down to the tip of her tail. “Yo-you must be G-G-Gil-Gilda!”
Gilda nearly freezes to seeing the Mrs. in front of her and with a quick flicker of her tongue she tastes the hormones only a pregnant mare can emit. “You must be the Mrs. and my name is, wait!?” Using her tail she pushes Celestia forward a bit. “How does she know my name? Did you tell her about me?”
“Yes, I have in a neutral manner but after telling me she betrayed my son I should have spoken about you in a more aggressive manner. For I should have told the unfaithful mortal about the faithful mare I wanted my son to marry.” As if she’s talking to a child Celestia says her words directly in front of Octavia.
Octavia being ashamed once more feels Gilda’s gaze upon her. “Are you the mare Celestia wanted Gold Sky to marry?”
Even when disappointed at the Mrs. Gilda nonetheless feels a bit sorry for the gray mare to be at the receiving end of Celestia subtle yet hurting wrath. “Yes. Uhmm it’s good to see you carrying the Young Prince’s child.”
“Humph.” Celestia snorts. “There’s no need to be formal to the vessel Gilda come let us continue and Octavia please pay more attention.”
Octavia takes a few steps back and lowers her head so to not look upon the white mare yet she couldn’t help but look through the corner of her eye at the bronze Toltectian Cobra. “She’s looks very lovely.” The gray mare sighs then continues to make her way to see Twilight Sparkle.
In the gardens Gilda coils unto a comfy cushion and relishes at the sight of the food being set in front of her so in the mixture of spending time with Celestia and enjoying this amazingly good Gilda decides. “Perhaps I can wait a bit more before I go see the Young Prince.”
*poof*
Luna and Cadance appear.
“Uh-oh!” Celestia says as Gilda uncoils herself and slithers towards Luna.
Catching sight of the approaching Toltectian Cobra Luna completely misinterprets Gilda’s intentions. “Gilda how nice it is to see you.”
In front of Luna Gilda smiles in a sly style. “The feeling is mutual Luna.”
“MOVE NOW!” Yahsua makes Candance move away from Luna.
“AHH!” Luna is struck by the Toltectian’s powerful fist and ends up slamming into the wall causing cracks to appear.
“That’s for the Young Prince!” And for good measure Gilda’s tail wraps around Luna’s neck and slams her head straight through the wall. “Whew finally got that out my system.”
“Ow…” Cadance moans and magically takes hold of Luna to help the poor mare.
At last Gilda fully relaxes. “Yeah perhaps I can wait a bit more before seeing him.” Coiling herself back on the cushion Gilda takes hold of her fancy teacup. “Cheers Celestia.”
"Cheers!"
“UGH!” Gilda spits out her tea. “Tea I hate tea!”
Confused while thankful for jerking her head to the right Celestia puts down her cup of tea. “I thought you said you liked tea.”
“Ice tea raspberry flavor.”
“Oh.” Celestia has her servant brew a pitcher of raspberry ice tea. “Let’s do some catching up.”
“Agreed.”
However, the Pink Pegasus does not having the same reasoning as Gilda thus…
First come. First serve.
***
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In the Canterlot hospital Redheart quickly dons her nurse’s cap, checks the power of her pen light, packs in her stethoscope, takes a quick look at the O2 pressure gauges, and checks the clock as part of her usual routine. “Hehe as always I am always five minutes early. Perfect!” Redheart takes her seat in her office, gathers the files she needs, and carefully arranges the stand that displays her name and credentials.
Redheart RN MS APRN
However, truth be told there’s more credentials Redheart has but given she basically HAS THEM ALL, the board of nursing decided to keep it short with MS and APRN so it can fit on her ID badge also she’s the head of the board of nursing too…for the past four hundred years.
“Very well, Ms. Narrow Light should be coming to be told the results of her tests and hopefully she’ll take the results well. Hmmm her name sounds familiar but I just can’t pinpoint it.”
Narrow Light arrives on the dot and takes her seat before Nurse Redheart. “Hello Nurse Redheart, I’m here for my follow up.”
So being one to avoid useless talk Redheart gets straight to the point. “Alright Narrow Light according to your results, your LDL cholesterol levels is 161 not good pretty high which can be related to your diet and lack of exercise, while your HDL cholesterol levels which is your good cholesterol is 44 which is in between good and bad basically just doing something & nothing at the same time, also your blood pressure is 192/103 which is high and that’s not good, which adding to that your A1c level is 6.4% so you’re just at the doorstep of being diabetic also I had to use the Doppler stethoscope to auscultate your popliteal pulse meaning your circulation to your lower extremities isn’t doing well and that will be a problem if you become diabetic. Your GFR level which is the level at which your kidneys is filtering toxins from your blood is 58, meaning your kidneys are operating at medium power, yes. And you are overweight, way past the recommending level at your height and age. So overall the first step in getting you into a more optimal healthy level is getting your weight down, also being prescribed a healthy diet, and getting more exercise…”
But Narrow Light only picks up one thing from Nurse Redheart’s explaining the test result and she might get offended though it seems absolutely stupid but in fact she will get offended and why? Well… “Did you just fat shame me!?”
“I will be setting up your appointment with a dietitian wait what??” Redheart does not know what she just heard from Narrow Light. “What did you say??”
Narrow Light repeats herself. “I said did you just fat shame me?”
Redheart tilts her head in utter confusion for believe it or not this is the first time she hears these strange words. “What is that? Uh hold on.” The white mare presses the red button on her communication intercom. “Donna!”
“Yes ma’am?” Responds the unit secretory of PACU.
Redheart points to Narrow Light making the mare repeat that weird word. “Can you look up the word fat shaming? I don’t know what that is so can you please look it up for me please.”
“Yes ma’am.” In the meantime while Narrow Light and Redheart remain in silence, Donna skims through the most recent dictionary to find that word. “Uhhhh ma’am I can’t find that word in the dictionary…I think is one of those words today’s youth added to their vernacular and repeat over and over as if it’s legitimate. Like that wage gap myth you know, where some uninformed mares claim they unfairly make less than stallions even though stallions are more prone to work more hours, take less time off, asks for raises, seek better higher paying fields like science and engineering instead of education and art, and even work on their off days.”
“Ah.” Redheart can now deduce where this will go. “Thank you Donna” Of course a small groan can’t help but be heard. “So basically Narrow Light you’re saying that by telling you one way to help you get to a healthy level by starting with weight loss is fat shaming?? Am I correct in this?”
Narrow Light nods with a smug smirk on her face as if she proven to the whole world that the egg came first.
Redheart rubs her face for a few seconds before proceeding. “You see as a Nurse I have a high degree of respect not only for me but also for every one of my patients so as a Nurse I will not speak to you in manner that will get the picture painted into the very core of your mind. SO!” Redheart reaches for stand that proudly displays her credentials and places it inside the drawer. “I don’t do this often and the last time I had to do this was six years ago when some vastly misinformed mare thought that the gangrene on her left hind leg will heal despite the fact the circulation in her left leg ceased rendering the leg necrotic and she didn’t want to have that leg amputated.” Then she removes her ID badge. “So I had to do this.” After undoing her bun, allowing her beautiful hair to be free Redheart places a different stand that displays different credentials.
Redheart MD
By the way Redheart is specialized in all specialty areas from neurology, urology, cardiology, and Bob’s your uncle. Everything…talk about being a living, breathing multi-purpose machine.
Also her credentials won’t fit on her ID badge.
“Wait you’re a doctor!!” Narrow Light screeches.
“Yes anyway going on.” She also puts on her lab coat. “The mare refused to have her left hind leg amputated however, if the gangrene were to make it into her circulation it will result in a massive bacterial infection in the blood otherwise known as septicemia. So do you know what I did to convince her to sign the consent form to amputate her leg?” Finally Redheart clips on her ID badge that identifies her as a doctor.
Narrow Light shrugs.
“I asked Dr.WholookslikeCarameleventhoughhe’saUnicorn to lend me that patient, he said sure and first thing I did was change the order of her Meperidine from q every three hrs to q every twelve hrs. Meaning I increased the time that will have to pass before she can get her next dose of painkiller. Now before you say I was being cruel think about it. She did not want to amputate her leg even though circulation is gone and will never return plus gangrene is very dangerous if it enters the bloodstream and trust me if given time it well enter the bloodstream. So without the painkiller you can imagine how much her leg hurts. Well cutting to the chase she signed the consent forms, had her left leg amputated below the knee, wound care took care of her leg, I measured her leg for a prosthetic limb, and she went to rehab.”
“Wow…that’s something.”
“But hey you know what will be something is the fact that as a doctor I have to be real and sometimes blunt in order to get the message across to you. Thus in laymen terms or your terms specifically, being fat is unhealthy! It leads to multiple health problems such as increased workload for the heart, difficulty breathing if you’re lying flat on your back, high blood sugar, possibility of decreased circulation, disturbed body image, also your diet doesn’t help much if it consists of cakes, cupcakes, and other high sugar things, hypertension, possible fungal infections under the folds of your skin thanks to a warm moist environment, kidney failure, gangrene, and if you become diabetic you may also develop diabetic neuropathy which you will lose nerve sensation to the point you may not feel when you get a cut, it gets infected severely, tissue dies gangrene comes, and it has to be amputated. YES, being fat can lead to all or most of this so if explaining all of this to you still equates fat shaming then the problem isn’t me the problem is you and your lack of personal responsibility. And no you don’t have a genetic problem or hypothyroidism.” Just then Redheart stops to take a sip of water. “Ahem I’ve been practicing in the field of medicine for more than five hundred years; I’m a nurse, doctor, pathologist, surgeon, biochemist, and a chemist or pharmacist if you speak a different vernacular. I’ve created new antibiotics, vaccines, protocols, theories, and of course saved many lives…and I’ll be damned if some misinformed or utterly spoiled youth is going to come in and tell me that presenting facts and reason falls under the same shadow of discrimination and hate when it doesn’t. I’m here to help you live a healthy life! Look if you lose five pounds just five you will feel a difference in your body, why!? For one you’re doing physical activity which lowers your blood sugar, blood pressure, cholesterol and burns adipose tissue. Lower blood sugar means a less rapid heartbeat less work load, lower blood pressure can reduce your chances of getting kidney failure, lower cholesterol can reduce the chance of a clot forming, and less adipose tissue reduces the pressure pressed on your chest. And all this can come if you start by losing five pounds. Also eating a more healthy diet too by the way.” *Ting* “Wait I remember who you are now! You’re the young lady that wrote that column where you freed yourself by smashing your scale with a hammer. Narrow Light look you don’t have to be skinny to be healthy you just need to get yourself to the range that corresponds with your height and age, exercise at least thirty minutes every day, and maintaining a healthy diet. That’s all nothing more, nothing less. Oh and I say height and age because BMI isn’t very accurate.”
Narrow Light, having the whole picture set before her understands fully understands what Redheart explained. Sometimes it takes bluntness to get the truth across and in the medical field Truth is Law. “Five pounds you say.”
Redheart smiles at hearing Narrow Light say those words. “Yes start with five pounds and from there we can start your journey to a more healthier you. So let’s set up your appointment with the dietitian.”
Once done Narrow Light leaves and Redheart slumps back and sighs like she won the lottery or something. “Now I have to put my hair back in a bun again and I wonder when was the last time I washed my lab coat.”
Amidst the somewhat tedious task of putting her pink hair back in a bun the charge nurse from ICU knocks. “Uhhh Redheart Ma’am…”
“I am going to stop you right there April Gust, because unless you’re going to help me with my bun then I can get to whatever problem you have until then let me finish this little devil first.”
April Gust being quite in a bind uses her magic to finish Redheart’s bun in two seconds.
“Ah thank you April Gust.” Both mares trot to the ICU where a nurse, surgeon, and anesthesiologist are all huddled up discussing something regarding an uncompliant patient.
“Okay everyone she’s here.” Says April Gust. “Now Blue blade tell her what happened.”
Redheart tilts her head because this feels out of the norm and the surgeon present looks somewhat worried. “Did something bad happen?”
Blue Blade blushes but for the most unfortunate reasons let’s put it that way. “Uhmmm how should I put it…patient my second patient who was due this morning for cardiac surgery has…heeeeeeeeeeee…he snorted cocaine…yes he did that.” Sadly there’s no generic name for that illegal stimulant because that is the generic name.
“What…” Oh this is the only the beginning. “You’re telling me that your patient who is right in front of you right there directly in your field of view from where you sit in the nurse’s station somehow obtained an illegal substance, placed it in nice little lines on his bedside table, and snorted it. In front of you, is that what you’re telling me?”
“Y…yes ma’am and there’s more.”
“What! More!?” Redheart almost raises her voice. “I mean what else did he do uhh grabbed his corn cob pipe and have a few puffs?”
“No ma’am he had a cigarette.” Blue Blade reveals.
Other than the occasional beeps from the EKG machines when it detects an abnormality in the heart rhythm of a patient with A-Fib the whole ICU is quiet because Redheart is silent…a silent Redheart is scary like seeing a crouching Cheetah in the tall grass and dealing with the excruciating anxiety of waiting for it to make its move. “That same patient right there!” Redheart points. “Also produced a cigarette, lit it up WITH OXYGEN RUNNING AT 3 L/MIN! OXYGEN RUNNING AND AN OPEN FLAME!!” Redheart finally raises her voice. “HERE IN THE ICU! A PATIENT LIT A BLOODY CIGARETTE, AN OPEN FLAME NEXT TO OXYGEN AND YOU DIDN’T SEE IT!”
Blue Blade nervously swallows her saliva while holding in her urine, the surgeon feels a tremble, the charge nurse wished she called in sick today, and the anesthesiologist so wants to take Redheart to dinner problem is he’s broke for the moment despite being paid a hundred bits an hour.
“Hold on.” Redheart takes a deep breath to calm down. “What medications have you given him right now to deal with the vasoconstriction?”
“Two nitroglycerin tablets sublingual ma’am.”
However, Redheart is quite pleased with the medications Blue Blade chose to give the patient for the time being. “Right, I will be ordering Labetalol 100mg oral route, give it to him in half an hour on the DOT to prevent rebound hypertension.”
“Yes Doctor Redheart Ma’am.” Blue Blade responds.
“Doctor what, wait.” Redheart looks at her ID badge. “Oh I still have my MD ID badge hmm yeah thanks a lot April Gust for not telling me, heh just kidding. Oh as for the surgery as soon as the heart rate stabilizes take him in ah and one more thing, don’t let family or friends enter the patient’s room from now on I can say they brought him the illegal drug. Okay everybody got it?”
“Yes Ma’am!”
As for Blue Blade. “I’m sure raising my voice was a punishment in it as it self so I’ll leave it at that for we got really lucky with the open flame but if this happens again I will put you on suspension without pay. Is that clear.”
Ever so thankful Blue Blade just nods. “Yes Ma’am thank you.”
“Good. Now what time is it?” A quick glance at the clock tells Redheart she has three minutes. “Uh oh got to go!” Thanks to a quick sprint Redheart makes it to the Pixie (Note- The name is parodying an actual automated medication dispenser) automated medication dispenser in the Med Surge unit. “Okay any second now.” Taking cover next to the door Redheart sees a nurse coming in right on the dot and suspiciously looks to and fro before approaching the automated medication dispenser. “Is she the one?” Redheart asks herself. Meanwhile the mare types in her ID pin number but it isn’t her pin number, with a stylus pen the nurse scrolls down to the narcotics until she reaches hydromorphone, taps on it, types in another ID pin in the witness area because whenever a narcotic is withdrawn from the pixie machine a witness has to be present, and grabs the narcotic from the ejected drawer. “Still need more evidence.” Redheart continues watching until as if a unwarranted act wanted to be witnessed the nurse pulls out a insulin syringe, penetrates the rubber stopper without even taking the moment to wipe it with a alcohol swab, draws up 40 units then taps her brachial vein… “She’s the one!” And just when the nurse is about prick herself. “STOP!”
*GASP!!* The nurse drops the syringe and totally freezes in place. “Re-Redheart!!”
“It’s Nur, well in this case Doctor Redheart for you!”
The frozen Nurse now trembles. “I-I-I-I-I-It’s not what it se-se-seems! Doctor Redheart!”
Oh that typical saying when caught red handed, hoofed caught red hoofed. “It took me a while to narrow it down but I finally caught the nurse performing drug diversion.” Redheart steps forward to look at the nurse straight in the eyes. “I did patterns, connected the dots to why I had to order more hydromorphone on days you worked and you withdrew it when I went to the different units knowing I won’t return, you’re a clever girl I’ll applaud you on that. Also you made sure to withdraw the narcotics from patients that’ve been prescribed them after of course I left the unit and you knew you I wouldn’t question the nurses about the withdraws because of my high trust for every one of them. But as you know or perhaps deny, everything comes to an end just like your drug diversion days. I wonder how many close, close calls you had, hmmmm? How many patients did you almost kill while impaired due to your drug use?” Redheart starts laughing upon seeing a large bead of sweat run down the nurse’s brow. “Oh c’mon now relax it’s not like your life is over! Buck up!”
“I-I-It isn’t??” The crooked nurses asks.
“Yes it is my dear it’s ruined totally ruined. Why, you ask well before answering what allowed me to hypothetically pinpoint you out of all the other nurses was that Shock Velvet is new and full of ideals plus he just got assigned to this unit, Paula Bolt is too old for anything like this, Joy is too much of a joy and can easily out herself under the lightest amount of pressure, Ricky Ricardo will match rather hang himself than to perform drug use, and Lucy Leaf loves her job. You. Clever girl. Said something about having photographic memory and I happened to be walking past you when you said that and when I saw that a refill form date was on a day you worked. TING,TING,TING I say Watson I found the perpetrator of this catastrophe. Other nurses asked you to witness them when they withdrew narcotics from the Pixie machine and you just needing the few seconds of witnessing them tapped in their pins in your memory. You’re pathetic and worse you violated your Hippocratic Oath. Now first put that in the narc waste bin, come with me, and hand over your ID card.”
Redheart with the crooked nurse in tow takes her to the ER waiting room. “Security please keep a weather eye on her and make sure she doesn’t go anywhere until the Royal guards arrive and take her to prison.” Before leaving Redheart has one thing to say to the crooked nurse. “Don’t bother trying to get back into nursing because I will be there to hammer you down. Blacklisted!” And walks away as the crooked nurse begins crying then the security guard turns to the crooked nurse and declares to her.
“Shut it druggie.”
Redheart making her way to the lounge in the med surge unit because its water dispenser provides her with the coldest water, helps herself to a cup and sits down feeling ashamed at how another nurse can lose her way. *sigh* “I’m sure she had the will to help others but didn’t have the will to help herself and succumbed to the stress of her work. Nursing is never a easily job even for the ones with the desk jobs but only the strong can handle it the weak can’t and fall down the abyss of substance abuse. She puts me to shame.” Nurse Redheart chugs down the ice cold water. “Huh?”
Somepony comes into the lounge for a quick drink of water as well. “AH Nurse Redheart how you doing ma’am!” Shock Velvet greets.
When it comes to Shock Velvet, Redheart can’t help but have a soft spot for him and this is the first time since Titanium her first love she’s feeling soft for some stallion. “Pish Posh, Shock Velvet you don’t have to be so formal you can talk to me in a first name basis.”
“Oh yes ma’am err I mean yes Redheart.” Knowing his cue Shock Velvet takes a seat in front of the kind mare.
“So.” Redheart begins. “How was your first code blue?”
*gasp* “H-how did you know about my first code blue in my ER rotation??”
Redheart lightly chuckles but suddenly gets serious when she remembers the end result of the code blue. “I know everything that happens in my hospital besides I own it. But please tell me how did you feel in your first code blue?”
Shock Velvet slightly frowns, gently bites his lower lip, and breaks eye contact. “When they announced the ETA time of the code blue I first felt a bit nervous while at the same time excited, anyway the ER doctor, RTs, and other nurses tended to the patient while I was performing chest compressions as the doctor intubated the patient. After obtaining the EKG scan and administering epi, I looked up on the defibrillator seeing that five minutes passed and still no heartbeat. 300 joules shock delivered and I continued applying chest compression, I-I took another look at the defibrillator timer; eleven minutes passed…still no heartbeat. I began to feel tired but I took a glance at the patient and continued compressions, my arms started to burn, my chest began getting hot, and I starting panting but I didn’t stop.” Shock Velvets expels a long breath. “Twelve minutes and the doctor called it. I-I-I thought the patient might yo-you know live…” The stallion covers his face with his hooves to contain himself.
“It’s alright Shock Velvet. Redheart reachs and gently touches the stallion in order to get him to uncover his face. “Look.” The kind mare begins once Shock Velvet uncovers his face. “What makes you stop and ask yourself if nursing is something you want to do as your profession is your first code blue where the time is called. Every nurse that goes through their first code blue reflects on their own mortality after the patient is stabilized or time is called. But when the tome is called they feel that they failed despite doing everything they were taught. They look at themselves asking how can they call themselves a nurse, how can they sleep at night, and live with themselves. Shock Velvet there’s something your lecture, clinical, and skills instructor didn’t tell you and it’s something you will learn the hard way.”
Leaning forward Shock Velvet asks her what is this something that he’s never been told in nursing school and has to learn the hard way.
And Redheart indulges him. “Patients will die.” She reaches out again but this time lays her hoof over his. “Babies will die, children will die, teenagers will die, adults will die, and elders will die you will see all of that just like I have but at the same time. Babies can be saved, children can be saved, teenagers can be saved, adults can be saved, and elderly can be saved. We can’t save everyone Shock Velvet but the ones who we do save shall forever be imprinted in our hearts. Now tell me are you still willing to be a nurse?”
Feeling the gentle touch of her hoof over his Delta Scorch he feels a guiding warm radiate inside of him. “Yes ma’am.”
Redheart lightly chuckles to be referred to in a formal way again. “Pish posh, Shock Velvet pish posh now let’s get back to work. Oh I got you.” Redheart holds the door open for the stallion.
Now Shock Velvet notices somepony is missing. “Thank you Redheart say where’s Merry Underhill?”
“She’s going to prison for substance abuse and I’m having a nurse from the nursery unit float here today. Now be careful and take care Shock Velvet say tomorrow let’s have lunch in your break time. You’re up?”
As Shock Velvet replies, which is yes by the way, Joy taps Ricky Ricardo’s shoulder taking his attention away from charting in the most recent labs in the pt’s kardex. “Hey Ricky Ricardo!”
“Huh what!?”
Joy jerks her head at Redheart, motioning Ricky where to look. “Look at the Ma’am!”
Ricky looks and just sees the Ma’am talking to Shock Velvet. “It’s just the Ma’am talking to Shock Velvet what about it?”
Joy almost snickers at Ricky Ricardo’s lack of vision. “I think she likes him!”
Ricky snorts a chuckle. “Yeah the Ma’am is too professional but then again I don’t know perhaps she fancies him and will like to get to know him. Heh that’s nice though to think Nurse Redheart likes somebody.”
Joy nods in agreement. “You can say that again.”
Redheart going about her work starts passes by a room she sees a mother sitting by her sick teenage son and halts in the middle of the hallway thinking about somebody. “Hmmmm I think I can call it a day.” So going to her office she quickly reports some information to the charge nurses in the PCU and ER units then punches out and leaves the hospital ready to hug her dear Gold Sky.
Making a quick stop at the Sugarcube Corner. “Here you go Redheart!” Pinkie Pie hands her a dozen yummy cupcakes…the kind Gold Sky loves. “A dozen cupcakes for Goldie Sky!”
“What!!?” Redheart starts sweating profusely. “Wha-wha-what do you mean by that!?”
Suddenly Pinkie shifts in thinking gear clearly marked by having a hoof under her chin. “Wait did I do that? HAHA I mean a dozen cupcakes for you Nurse Redheart I think my tongue slipped on itself.” Then the pink mare proceeds to literally show her tongue slipping on itself.
“Oh okay thank you bye.” Not wanting to hear another word from the pink mare Redheart dashes out and does not stop until she reaches the front door of Rarity’s Carousel Boutique. “Well hello my son.” *Knock, knock*
“Hmm!” Rising from the chair she was sitting on Weytani lays her hand on Master’s shoulder. “Master I think somebody is knocking.”
Looking at his trusty guard, Gold Sky uses his telepathy to see who’s knocking, “It’s Redheart.” A touch of happiness is heard in his voice. “Weytani please stay here and cover yourself with Rarity’s blanket.”
“Why?”
“It’s somepony important to me Weytani and you will show her the upmost respect is that clear.”
“Yes master.” The Xenomorph bows her head.
“Thank you.”
Using his magic the stallion opens the door for Redheart then creates a telepathic barrier blocking every form of telepathy for peering in. “Redheart!” With his super speed Gold Sky has the beautiful mare in his arms even before her senses can even perceive him.
Finally catching on to who’s arm she’s in Redheart sinks her head into Gold Sky’s chest. “Oh my boy it’s good to see you!”
“Oh Redheart I missed you too.”
A few minutes pass until the stallion let’s go of the white mare. “What made you come and visit me?”
“I just wanted to see my boy that’s all and check up on him. And so far he seems to be doing well and also I got him some cupcakes the one you like. Here my son, please enjoy them.” As she lets the stallion’s magic levitate them from her grasp she notices something in his eyes. “My son there’s something wrong. I can see it in your eyes and I can guess it involves Gilda doesn’t it.”
“A mother always knows doesn’t she?” It’s been a while since he has said those words and for every instance he has used those words they’re directed towards Celestia before the era where Nightmare Moon changed everything between them. “Can we sit down first but not here upstairs where I also have something important to show given your mind is mature enough.”
Upstairs Gold Sky taps the bed. “She’s growing Redheart and a while ago we had the discussion.”
“The discussion!” Redheart thinks about the other discussion and not the discussion Gold Sky is talking about. “You finally told her about the birds and the bees and not tell her that the birds eat the bees like you said when asked me what they were when you returned.”
Gold Sky silently laughs to taking a millisecond to remember himself saying that to Redheart. “No Redheart I didn’t have the birds and the bees talk with Gilda, I think she already had that discussion with herself when she laid her eyes on Big McIntosh and felt her curiosity for stallions rise as a warmth in her chest.”
“Oh…oh my boy, oh my boy it’s alright.” The mare places an arm over the stallion’s shoulders. “At least I bet she came to you first before trying anything with Big Macintosh. Right??”
Gold Sky nods.
Relieved for her granddaughter Redheart releases a sigh of relief like she just relocated somepony’s shoulder without a blood curling scream. “Oh thank goodness. So what did you tell her?? Did you tell you that you will kill any stallion that’ll get close to her?”
“No but I said I’ll kill any stallion if they harm her. Uhhh I told her I trust her and that’s that. And yes, I do trust her Redheart. I believe she will find the right stallion besides she only likes blondes and the first blondie she saw is a stallion I trust with my life.” Quick blinking stops tears from forming. “Tell me what to do Redheart! Did I do the right thing am I doing the right thing. What happens if something goes wrong and she gets hurt or she’ll never find anyone! Tell me what to do Redheart! Please tell me!”
Redheart is speechless to being begged for parental counsel and by her son of all ponies. And in hindsight she has every right to provide him parental counsel given how after Princess Celestia adopted Gold Sky, Redheart went ahead and adopted a filly to fill in the hole left by being unable to adopt the young Alicorn but as time carried on without the slightest bit of mercy. Redheart’s daughter aged and was diagnosed with infertility…Redheart realized she will stay young due the age delaying spell while her daughter wouldn’t, however, in retrospect Redheart could have asked Princess Celestia to bestow her daughter with the age delaying but living with a barren womb? Only few mares will live forever with that and Redheart’s adopted daughter was not one of them so at 10:23 PM Redheart called the time of her daughter’s death and the mare just moved on hoping the Alicorn stallion will return one day because he’s all she got left to give her a purpose in continuing her scientific drive in the Field of Medicine. “My son if you said you trust her then that is what you should do, just trust her. I mean I can see that you mean the world to her and she will do anything to not displease you. I know this a painful time. Having to accept the reality where your daughter is getting ready to fly from your wing and become her own mare while you just want to forever carry her on your back and cover her with your wing. Just trust her my son because she trusts you to come to you and talk about stallions before making any thought to talk to one. Trust her because you raised her…that alone…”
Interrupting. “I failed her Redheart. A decade without being in her life changed her.”
“True my son but that’s because you couldn’t forgive yourself for spilling the innocent blood. All that matters is that she knows what drove you away for that decade and she understands the burden you had to live with. Anyway getting back to what I was saying you raised her and that alone should be enough to trust her. I mean if I were to look for the words love and honor in a dictionary your picture will be right there next to both of them. And besides I’m always willing to give my granddaughter any advice that is if you don’t mind of course. Now come here my son.” Redheart grabs his head and lovingly kisses his forehead. “Feeling less anxious now?”
“Yes, thank you for being a mother to me Redheart. I-I know you love me as your son and call me son while I don’t call you mother but know I love you as my mother. When I came back home from my two hundred year journey I only thought of you and mother (Princess Celestia).” Gold Sky pauses to breathe and then lay his eyes on Weytani who’s covered and motionless. “Thank you Redheart and there’s something else I need to tell you that’s also very important in fact this has more to do with my uhm, uhhh I guess retribution.”
Now on the alert Redheart twitches her ears forward. “Wait, yo-you just got back from the heavenly paradise and now you want to go back!? NO! NO MY SON!! NO! I can’t lose you a second time! I just can’t lose my purpose! Look before you were born my son I thought about asking your mother to remove the age delaying spell so I can age normally and live my life to the fullest however, what made me change my mind was the day your parents came into the L&D unit and I by chance decided to take your mother, birthmother as my patient. What I did not know at the time is that I’ll be delivering an Alicorn. Wh-wh-when I held you I felt something inside tell me you will be important to me.” Redheart pauses not to smile but to place a hoof on the scar over the stallion’s heart. “Your birthmother was not ready to hold you yet so I still holding you begin talking to you to calm you down a bit. I said oh dearest child you are beautiful as you are unique to our species and when I said those words you stopped crying, opened up your eyes, and looked at me. That feeling I felt was confirmed. You are my purpose my son and I am not going to lose you for the second and last time! I mean okay you want to fight Luna fine a one on one, fair fight, and honorable but on your part. She’s going to have every one of her Elite Commando guards standing before you, she will use her magic, then if need be turn into Nightmare Moon. My son she’s a mare and what can a mare like her do with honor!? ANSWER ME!! It’s just you against all of them…you will die again…my son will die again. I-I DON’T WANT THAT!!!”
“I will not be fighting her alone Redheart, I will bring my personal guard to take on her personal guard so I can take on Luna and defeat her.”
“What?” Did Gold Sky just say personal guard? “My son yo-you don’t have personal guards, you’re not royalty like your mother uhmm did you have a slip of the tongue?”
Gold Sky stays silent obviously showing the white mare he’s in deep debate with himself before revealing something. “Weytani it’s time.”
“Huh?”
The Xenomorph moves. “My son why is that blanket moving wha…” Weytani stands in in her full glory before Nurse Redheart. “What is tha-that!?”
“Master she doesn’t know what I am.” The Xenomorph mews.
Gold Sky gets up and walks over to his most trusted Xenomorph. “Don’t worry Weytani that’s why introductions exist and Redheart please don’t call her it please call her, her.”
*gasp* “You understand her! She can talk, and I’m calling her a her and a she and her name’s Weytani! She’s big, black I mean bluish black, eight to nine feet, long tail, is that a second mouth I see that can’t be a second mouth I see no really it can’t that’s impossible I mean who or what has a second mouth you know what I’m saying my son. Jus-jus-just what is she my son? Because as of right now I am just surprised to see something like her. Weytani right? Yeah you said Weytani my son, what creature are you?”
“Xenomorph.” Weytani answers forgetting no one but master can understand her.
“What?” Redheart turns to Gold Sky for answers.
“She’s a Xenomorph Redheart. A crea damn it! I mean she is a being that is the Apex Predator well second to me of course but she is a being that cannot be hunted, maimed, or captured. She is efficient in combat as I am, has acid for blood and it can melt through anything, also her crest is harder than steel, can’t be heard unless she wanted to be heard which means you’re dead, uhhhhhhhhh anything else? AH YES! She is my most trusted Personal Guard, she will protect me no matter what, she cares for me, and she cares for my Gilda too. Plus her sisters are efficient as well.”
“Wait there’s more Xenomorphs! You have more of your personal guards?” Getting up Redheart closes the distance between her and the Xenomorph. “Well she let me touch her?”
The stallion does not answer Redheart’s question instead he tells Weytani to shake Redheart’s hoof thus fulfilling the mare’s curiosity. Afterwards Redheart not fully reassured by the capabilities of his Xenomorphs when he tells her he has fifthteen in total and another frozen in metamorphosis stage but at least he has one hundred eggs at his disposal in case he needs more Xenomorphs and Weytani will make sure each ‘new born’ gets a drop of master’s blood so they can abandon their instincts and develop cognitive abilities. So Redheart asks him why he has kept them secret for so long.
“I realized that if mortals were to lay their eyes on any of my Xenomorphs they will be driven insane. So after talking to each one except Eve I decided to put them in cryo sleep until I had to unfreeze them to help the Toltecian Cobras then placed them back in cryo sleep once more.”
Suddenly
“TÁTE K’OLA”
“What!” Gold Sky isn’t surprised by being called by Oliver but he’s surprised by the tone in Oliver’s voice. “Redheart, Weytani you have to come with me now oh Weytani cover yourself up please now both of you please a hand and hoof on me. We’re going to the Griffon Republic. Jump.”
*POOF*
***
In the Canterlot Palace,
Gilda slithers about the palace to fully accustom herself to the smooth marble floors and enjoy the stares from the palace guards. “I enjoy how these guards can’t phantom that I’m pretty attractive anyway I better use the time that I have while Celestia is busy taking care of emergency affairs to find the Mrs. and just talk to her.” Flicking her tongue Gilda traces the gray mare to the west tower. “Found her.”
Meanwhile, in the west tower Octavia finds solace from Celestia’s wrath by reading the notes in Bach’s Cello Suite No.1 and losing herself to being among the written thoughts of her inspiration. “Oh Twilight thanks for telling me this and good thing for this comfy cot to help me as I go from note after note AHAHAHAHAHA! This is amazing! Oh my is this what I think it is!?” Bach’s journal in Octavia’s grasp.
*Ba-dum* Octavia’s sharp hearing picks up a heartbeat she’s never heard before. “Who’s there?” She calls out.
Amazed by the gray mare sensing her here decides to answer while than to wait until she is seen. “Well Mrs. I see you can sense me anyway it’s me Gilda the Toltecian Cobra.”
“Oh.” Without thinking why Octavia stands up from the comfy cot to show the Cobra respect.
Gilda points at the cot. “There’s no need to treat me with reverence Octavia I am a guest not Royalty. So please sit back I don’t want you to tire yourself out.”
“Ok…” Octavia sits back down on the cot and puts up Bach’s notes. “Gilda, I never seen a Toltecian Cobra so please forgive me if I can’t help but admire you.”
Gilda refrains herself from flicking her tongue but instead takes a quick glance at the bulging belly. “Thank you for your admiration…oh dear I don’t know your name, I always call you the Mrs. but I realize now it isn’t something I should be referring you as instead I’ll call you mistress and why? I don’t want to know your name or simply say it. It’s pretty obvious…I’ve been waiting for him for more than a thousand years and next thing I know somebody sweeps him off his hoofs.”
“Mistress?? I-I am not a mistress, Gilda.”
Gilda sees Octavia misunderstood. “You misunderstand Mistress. The definition you think is being someone’s squeeze but the definition I’m using means a mare, you, in a position of control. That is the definition I’m using when I say mistress.”
Avoiding all opportunities of creating uneasiness Octavia agrees.
For Gilda she will prevent uneasiness from being created in the first place. “Mistress how about we just forget about the Young Prince so we can interact as mares with nothing in common, let’s be civil I mean you are civil after all. Deal?”
“Deal.” Octavia and puts out her hoof prompting Gilda to shake it. “Are you cold blooded?”
“Hehe second time I’ve been asked that. No I’m not cold blooded I can produce my own body heat as for snow a nice fur coat will do and if I feeling stressed I can bask under the sun which calms me down.” Gilda then waves her right hand in a circular motion. “Go on keep asking away for this how common ground is found.”
Well that’s the only question Octavia can think on the fly whatever else she wants to ask she will have to think deeply. “You’re very lovely Gilda…I mean this coming from me may be odd but you are very lovely. You carry yourself with such dignity and prestige Gilda, you remained faithful...”
Gilda loudly hisses interrupting the mistress. “What part of forgetting about the Young Prince do you not understand!! I mean c’mon you think you’re the only one who lost somebody important!!!” Realizing what she just said Gilda growls. “Look Mistress, I don’t hate you or dislike you, I don’t want bad blood between us for whatever reason but thanks to your insolence I have…” Gilda pauses to gaze upon the bulging belly. “You know Mistress when you left on your three month music tour without telling him the Young Prince became distraught because he thought you left for good. It was seeing the pain in his eyes that I realized that he fell in love with you and Celestia could not keep her promise to arrange a marriage between me and him. My faithfulness as you say was all in vain and before you ask how I developed such a mighty fidelity for him you can thank Lauren the Archangel for coming down from the heavens and telling me I will be vying for the heart of the Immortal Stallion. As you imagine that’s what gave birth to my fidelity to the young prince. Humph, I waited for him for over a thousand years, quite patiently that is and after seeing he loved you I almost decided to ascend and join my twin brother in the heavenly paradise. But no, once again the Archangel told me to stay.”
“The Archangel! The Archangel told you, you will fall in love with Gold Sky!!!” Wow! Octavia almost can’t believe that the divine told Gilda about her late spouse.
Gilda nods. “But she did not say that I will have his heart. Mistress can I?” To clarify her request Gilda points at the gray mare’s belly.
“Yes you can.” And making the first move Octavia’s guides the Toltecian Cobra’s hand over her belly. Feeling the soft hand Octavia asks Gilda what happened to her twin brother.
“He got tired of living so he joined his father and uncle otherwise known as the Hero Twins by looking up and saying take me home oh Great Spirit. My twin…my dear twin brother left me.” Suddenly Gilda flicks her tongue and tastes Celestia’s scent. “Oh dear I have to leave Mistress.” But in all of this Gilda feels sorry for the gray mare who will undoubtedly face more than just a subtle wrath from Celestia. “Mistress I suggest no I take that back I tell now that at every opportunity you have please rub your belly.”
“Why?” Octavia inquires with a tilt of her head.
“Because the moment you revealed to the Immortal Mother that you betrayed her son is the moment you sealed your fate of receiving a clean slate and your child being raised by the Immortal Mother.”
At first Octavia is utterly confused but thankfully thanks to Gilda tapping her head Octavia now understands what a clean slate means. “WHAT!!? She won’t do that me! She promised!”
“Oh Mistress if only you knew how Immortals tick. Your days are numbered Mistress. Princess Celestia will deny you motherhood because even as an Immortal you are still Mortal.”
Gilda slithers away as Octavia trembles…
And rightfully so.
*
By herself Gilda stops slithering and leans against the wall, looking at the hand that touched the gray mare’s belly. “The Mistress is carrying his child and he’s here…I-I don’t know if I should tell him or I should not so I can finally be with him and then hopefully by marriage I will become the mother to his newborn for Celestia will give the child to him. Uhhh after she telepathically wipes the Mistress’s mind clean first. Still should I seek him??” Gilda closes her hand while slithering to a nearby window to be quelled by the warmth of the sun light shining upon her. “I want to be with him but I don’t know…I don’t know…his child. The Mistress but perhaps Celestia may wipe her mind clean.” The Cobra frowns. “Perhaps I can sleep on it and make my decision in the morning.”
Thus the Toltecian Cobra slithers towards the throne room to meet back up with Princess Celestia.
***
In Ponyville, Gilda…the Griffon and Rarity wonder what they can do to kill some time because at the present movement there’s alot time left until dinner with Silver Spoon. “Say darling what do you have in mind to make time fly?”
The Griffon shrugs. “I don’t know Rarity but do you have something in store that beautiful brain of yours?”
In response the Unicorn shrugs.
From above Lauren creates a breeze causing a white and black ribbon sail across her field of view. *gasp* “The Zebra!! I may never get another chance like this!” Clearing her throat to indicate to the elegant mare she has idea of some sort Gilda does everything to remain calm or otherwise arouse suspicion due to a degree of excitement in her voice. “Rarity do you by chance know a Zebra?”
“A Zebra?” The mare wonderfully chimes. “Why yes I do. Her name is Zecora, just why do you ask darling?
“Can we see her? Uhhh I’m just curious uhm you know af-after seeing father’s memories when grandmother Redheart took the blade of the divine dagger out of his spine.”
Rarity clearly remembers her brother swinging the sword down in the innocent Children of the Rouge clan. “Yes my dear let’s go see her.”
The Griffon following Rarity feels her mouth go dry when thinking what she will be shown. “What does the future say??”
Meanwhile, as Gilda thinks Rarity couldn’t help but feel affectionate towards her niece and shows it buy reaching out and stroking the Griffon behind the ear. “Darling you’re so beautiful let no one tell you otherwise.”
“Thank you Rarity.” Gilda however, senses a strange emotion inside her. “Weird for some reason that felt nice receiving that from Rarity, she seems different almost a bit too…” Unfortunately Gilda couldn’t finish her own sentence but the word she might have used if she were able to finish her sentence will be motherly.
“Here we are darling Zecora’s dwelling.” Rarity happily presents then gets satisfied at seeing Gilda smile to laying eyes upon the Zebra’s dwelling. “Say just why do you want to see Zecora if you never met her before.”
Gilda just says whatever from the first star cluster in the galaxy of her mind that shines. “I always wanted to meet a Zebra.”
Accepting Gilda’s answer Rarity knocks on Zecora’s door.
“Come in if you please.” Zecora responds.
Inside and in the Zebra’s line of sight Gilda feels something that tells her Zecora already knows.
“Gilda…the Griffon so we won’t be confused I welcome you to my humble adobe now come for I knowest why you’re here.”
“Wow she’s good!” Rarity exclaims in amazement.
Following Zecora to a crystal bowl filled with water Gilda stands next to her while Rarity looks down from across wondering just what is Zecora going to do.
“I’m amazed she gets straight to the point the moment I show up. Thank you, Lauren!” Gilda says her in mind.
Just before starting Zecora looks straight into Gilda’s eyes. "Remember Gilda what you will see by what I will show you isn't my act per see. But the act of he above so you'll see what you shall see." Zecora cautions before continuing to show Gilda glimpses of the future.
Gilda nods. "Hope Rarity won't see what I will see."
But one last thing. "The future can be tomorrow, a decade, or a millennium from now. BAADAYE!"
The water rises from the crystal bowl and merges with Zecora and Gilda while Rarity just stands there watching this.
“Watch.” Zecora orders the Griffon.
Peaceful and soundly asleep under her father’s wing, four dimly glowing orbs revolve around the awake stallion who once again finds himself in a similar situation where he is making a major decision for his life and that of Gilda’s. “My daughter.” The stallion whispers while the four dimly orbs cease revolution. “Go my Daughter, you are now your own mare for at last you have come of age and now you will take your place in this world. Fly from my wing, be your own mare, and be the mare I raised you to be.” His horn glows to retrieve something around his horn. “Here.” His magic opens up Gilda’s hand placing the golden wedding band Octavia has given him on her palm then closes her hand. “Take it and give it to the stallion that has your heart my daughter for you will not make the same mistake I did when I fell in love. Let’s this be the heirloom I pass down to you now…The Daughter becomes the Father and the Father the Daughter.”
The glimpse from this future ends after which Zecora redirects Gilda’s attention to another glimpse. “Pay attention and stay silent.”
Awaiting the arrival of four villainous bipedals. Cadance, Gold Sky, and their three bipedal allies began preparing themselves for the battle that will decide the fate of the Earth.
“She’s real, I-I can’t believe it! I thought she was a figment of my imagination and she looks exactly the way I drew her!” Gold Sky tells Cadance as he looks at the bipedal with short blonde hair and identifies herself as a Kryptonian. “Power Girl!”
“I’m glad you’re excited in a time like this where you, I, and our new Allies will basically be fighting for the survival of our Earth, Prime Earth.”
Nearby the other two bipedals both of are clearly stallions or males stretch. Hmmm from Cadance’s observations the one in the orange clothes seems to be the powerful yet laid back one and the one in a blue skin tight suit with white armor on top is the prideful yet serious one.
“HA you happy I taught you that move now that we are going to fight a super strong opponent!” Asks the bipedal in orange.
“Yeah there’s no need to brag you fool…and thank you by the way. ANYWAY you ready!”
The bipedal in orange nods. “ALRIGHT!” Both declare. “SUPER SAIYAN GOD SUPER SAIYAN FOUR AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” The ground beneath Cadance shakes as both bipedals power up resulting in a radical change in appearance where most of their bodies is covered up in blue fur, tails showing up, blue eye liner of all things, and a lovely sounding blue aura radiating from them. Just then both look at each again indicating they are not done yet. “HUMPH! FUUUUUUSION AAAAAAHHH!” At doing a strange dance and touching fingertips both bipedals merge into one. “ALRIGHT!!” Saying that with both voices in unison that can be another indication they or in this case he is not done powering up. “KAIO-KEN TIMES TWENTY!!” A red aura overlaps his blue aura.
At last at the power he or they wanted to be at, Gogeta stands next to Cadance. “I’m ready to face these aliens!”
Gold Sky turning to his biological sister taps her shoulder. “Cadance…I’m sorry that after all the time that has passed I never knew you were my sister an-and I thank you for helping me defend our homes and children. Forgive me sister and thank you, thank you so much.”
Placing a hoof under his chin Cadance only smiles. “There’s no need to apologize brother after this we will have forever to bond.”
“THEY’RE HERE!” Power Girl points up at the sky. “Time to tap into the power the Source has given me. POWER GIRL PRIME!” The Kryptonian takes on a golden appearance amazing Gold Sky even more.
The villains descend upon the defenders but two who always follow their leader will not fight but will instead watch him. Omega Darkseid made stronger by the Anti-Life equation comes here. For why just dominate one universe when you can dominate Prime Earth and dominate every universe there is out there. The Beyonders seek the M’Kraan Crystal that’s hidden here in this Prime Earth to find the realties that harbor any remaining Celestials who miraculously escaped extermination, thus both parties joined forces for mutual benefit however both didn’t contend with the Prime Earth having defenders.
*TIRAH!* The stallion’s eyes glow red converting his infinite love into strength. Cadance unleashes the love she has stored inside and absorbs it increasing her might to her brother’s level and as long as she absorbs more of the love she spreads she will keep up with brother’s ever increasing strength.
“LET’S GO!” Cadance and Gogeta take on the leader of the Beyonders.
“Power Girl it’s an honor to fight by your side. Let’s take him!” Gold Sky and Power Girl Prime take on Omega Darkseid.
“Wow…” Gilda manages to say before being shushed. “Father has those floating orbs around him again.”
“The last you shall see for everything is better in threes.” Zecora points to the glimpse.
A Alicorn beaten, maimed, and awaiting death raises his head to face his executioner.
"FATHER!" Gilda gasps but something isn't right. "Wait b-blonde hair!?? Father has blonde hair!? HUH!" From above a bronze Cobra lands in front of the battered Alicorn.
“Lend me your form my love.” The cobra extends her hand and the battered Alicorn touches it causing the Cobra to glow brighter than the sun and once the light dies down all that remains is the bronze Cobra with wings and glowing horn.
“Not possible!” Cries the Centaur as he focuses on the powerful Cobra.
“There.” Declares Zecora. “What has been shown has been seen by you.” Zecora shakes off the water then shakes the water off of Gilda. “Know what you have seen can told at your discretion.”
“What happened??” Rarity asks.
“Tell you later.” Gilda quiets the white Unicorn in a gentle way now back to Zecora. “Thank you Zecora for doing this for me. Thank you for showing me what you shown me.” With that said the Griffon hugs the Zebra. “How can I pay you back! Ow.” A feather is plucked from her head.
Zecora holds the feather in front of the Griffon. “You can pay me back by allowing me to say words your father will say ahem, go, my daughter, go and earn your feather.” Zecora places the feather on her shelve and pats the Griffon on the shoulder. “Say don’t you have to be somewhere?”
Realizing what Zecora said Gilda thanks the Zebra and dashes out with Rarity to be on time for dinner with Silver Spoon. Rarity being quite curious about what conspired between Gilda and Zecora speeds up to reach Gilda. “Gilda my dear just what happened with Zecora?”
Remembering that Zecora told her that she can reveal the future at her discretion and with Rarity, Gilda trusts her even more now due to the motherly affection where Gilda doesn’t even know how motherly affection feels like. “She showed me the future Rarity will you like to know?”
“No thank you, Gilda. I think I rather be where some things are best kept unknown.”
***
*Poof* Gold Sky, Redheart, and Weytani appear in front of Oliver.
“The Vanguard!” One of the Republic officers in glee runs up to the stallion and embraces him. “The Vanguard is here!!”
However, before Redheart can say something a young voice pipes up. “GOLD SKY-SAN!” Megumi pushes through everybody to be in front of the stallion.
“Wow how do you know I was coming??” Gold Sky asks before he starts tapping his left hind leg for the young Griffon is scratching his chin.
“I like to hang around here Gold Sky and can I get on your back? Please??” Megumi nervously asks.
The stallion magically places the young Griffon on his back thus this allows Redheart to finally have the opportunity to speak while Weytani steps into the shadows to avoid any attention despite being covered up. “My son where are we?”
“Son??” When Oliver says that word everyone goes quiet for everyone lays their eyes on the white mare they now think is the mother of the Powerful Vanguard except for the young griffon whose busy stroking the stallion’s neck. “Are you the mother of the Vanguard!?”
The white mare instead of feeling overwhelmed feels quite pleased to see how respected and appreciated her son is here with the Griffons. “You can say that though he his my purpose to continue living and I love him very, very much.”
Anyway finally arriving at the reason he called out for Gold Sky, Oliver clears his throat. “Ahem well you two do share the same milky white color anyway, Gold Sky the Republic faces a huge problem that only you can solve. Look I wouldn’t have called out to you if I couldn’t solve this myself but an enemy took us by surprise and captured Fort Rivendell…I’m more than sure the enemy has sunk their heels deep into the fort. If we try to recapture it we will sustain heavy losses.”
Gold Sky breaks eye contact knowing what his son is asking him to do. “My son, you are asking me to kill when you know that if I kill I will become one with the Razor…”
Once again Redheart wanted ask Gold Sky now this time about calling that Griffon son but Weytani coming out from the shadows and standing by her master bolts Redheart’s mouth shut for the moment.
“Who’s that?” Oliver asks at noticing the covered figure lying what can be a hand on Gold Sky’s shoulder.
“What!?” Gold Sky quickly turns around nearly launching Megumi off his back. “Weytani you can’t be serious!!?”
“I am serious Master. Let me and my sisters do this task so you will not suffer the consequence of killing Master. Me and my sisters can do this.”
Oliver and everybody else look at each other at hearing the strange noise being emitted from the covered up figure and then receiving a response from the Vanguard. “Weird.”
Gold Sky looks around, telepathically scanning which minds can handle the sight of a Xenomorph and of course as if things had to start off bad Oliver’s mind cannot handle the sight of one. “Megumi things are about to get serious.”
“Oh.” When it comes to the ushering of the word serious the young Griffon knows what to do next. “Good bye Gold Sky-San and please visit more often I want to brush your coat next time.”
Now to the hard part. “You stay, stay, stay, leave, stay, leave, leave, Redheart you can stay but under my wing, and Oliver you must stay close to me in order to keep your mind from going insane. Now to tell you why I’m doing this is to protect all of you when I bring in my personal guards and she.” Pointing towards Weytani. “She not it, is my most trusted guard and her name is Weytani also the reason she’s covered up uhhhm if you look upon her you will go insane but don’t worry your minds can handle the sight of her and her sisters except for you Oliver so stay close to me. Now hey wait a minute where’s the president?”
“I’m here behind everyone now can everybody please move out of the way.” Getting to the front first thing Ronald does is look for the Vanguard’s mother. “Frak…I never thought I’ll lay my eyes on the Vanguard’s mother.” Going up to the mare he grabs her right hoof cradling it in his hands. “Thank you for holding the Republic’s Vanguard in your womb, thank you for teaching him what is right and wrong and thank his father for me for guiding him through life with morals & honor. Thank you Redheart.” He ends by kissing her hoof.
“Uhhhhh…” Speechless, Redheart thanks him rather than to rain on his party.
“Ronald before I awake my personal guards I need you to prepare a grand feast and I mean a grand feast of everything meat, fruit, pizza whatever, hell include a bowl of ramen for me but REAL RAMEN not that add hot water in a bloody salty cup filth. Oh please make sure it has the shinachiku roots, seaweed or anything close to it, spring onions, and three well done pork slices. Alright.” Already he can feel Weytani’s mouth watering to the sound of a grand feast.
Perplexed Ronald turns around to look at Oliver only to get a shrug in response. “Uh feasts come after battles not before.”
“Oh this feast is not for me well except for the bowl of ramen the feast is for my guards because when they wake up they are going to be hungry and trust me you do not want to be close to them when they’re hungry…think of it like this. Each one of my guards is lethal like me and they will be very upset if they do not get their bellies filled to their heart’s content.”
Weytani nods in agreement to her master.
“My guards are basically frozen in ice because they are so deadly that I can barely control them when they’re hungry.”
Ronald leans over to his assistant and tells her to get the kitchens running to prepare the grand feast for the Vanguard’s personal guards. “The Grand feast is on its way Vanguard.”
“Perfect.” Gold Sky motions Redheart to be under his wing, Oliver to put his hand on his shoulder, and Weytani to do the same as well. “I’ll be right back, jump.”
*poof*
Ronald sighs. “If his guards are like him then we will be able to take back the Fort from the enemy.”
*Poof*
In the cave Redheart gasps in awe to see the frozen Xenomorphs while Oliver heeding Gold Sky’s orders stays close to him to keep his mind from going insane. “These are your guards? These strange looking creatures with long heads and tails…oh my.” Oliver feels a non-ending assault of cold chills running down his spine then fear wrapping its claws around him. “Fa-father I-I feel weird I-I feel like I’m losing sight of why I called out to you.”
Gold Sky gasps to realize Oliver’s mind is coming apart. “Hold on my son!” Using telepathy a shield of stardust surrounds Oliver’s galaxy to keep the core from collapsing within itself and going supernova. “There I created a shield around your mind, now how do you feel at this moment?”
Oliver feeling his immense anxiety going down like the mercury in a thermometer on a block of ice sighs in relief happy to know he isn’t going insane. “Arigato.”
“Okay everybody get ready.” Weytani throws off the blanket revealing herself to Oliver who looks upon her with astonishment. “OH Weytani that’s Rarity’s blanket! Fold it up and put it on my back please.” Once that’s out of the way Gold Sky closes his eyes to concentrate his magic releasing rays of heat but keeps the range in check to make sure none of the rays hits Furiosa. “My dear fem fatales are awakening.”
One by one each Xenomorph breaks out if the ice but one frozen by a stalactite at hitting the ground senses fresh prey causing her instincts to take over and dash straight towards Oliver.
“Weytani.” Gold Sky in one word tells her to do her thing.
“Stop!” Weytani seizes Eve by neck, slams her flat on the ground, and roars ferociously at the instinct driven Xenomorph. “You will stay in line Eve and you will not attack any of Master’s companions!”
“Master!” All the other Xenomorphs say at once while to Redheart and Oliver all they hear is gibberish. “Master, master, amo, master, masutā, master, what, master, master, how did I get here, master, master, rahhwa, I’m hungry!” All the Xenomorphs plus Eve stand before the stallion all happy to see him.
Meanwhile, Redheart elbows Oliver. “Did you notice that Weytani is taller than the rest of her sisters?”
“Yeah, I wonder why?” He says to Redheart.
“Why do they sound so happy? I don’t get it, if they are as deadly as him and look scary why are they acting so happy??” Redheart leaning close to him asks.
Oliver shrugs. “I don’t get it either Redheart but at least Weytani is keeping that aggressive one in check.”
Newt being the first to express her hunger expresses it again. “Master I’m hungry.” Then like a choir the rest of the Xenomorphs start telling Gold Sky they’re hungry.
“Dan dan kokoro hikareteku.” Manda says to Hera.
But Hera does not understand a word. “Que wey no te entiendo nada.”
“Nimm sie mit, lass keine zeit verrinen!” Manda replies.
“Ah si cierto.” Makes sense to Hera now
“Just what are they saying…” Redheart asks rhetorically.
“My dear guards!” Gold Sky gets the attention of all his guards. “I have a grand feast prepared for all of you, now please each one place a hand on me and Nessie don’t grab my tail this time. Also Redheart, Oliver I want you on my right, Weytani put Eve on my left. Already ready?”
All Xenomorphs say yes. “Jump.”
*Poof*
“Hurry get more food out before the Vanguard arrives with his hungry guards.” Ronald’s assistant demands.
*Poof* “Uh oh he’s HUH!!”
“TURN AROUND AND CLOSE YOUR EYES!” Gold Sky commands to protect the Griffon from going insane.
The Griffon does so and communicates with the Vanguard with her back towards him. “Is everything at your Personal guard’s preference?”
Clearly hearing drop after drop of drool falling to the ground Gold Sky smirks. “Yes it is thank you. Also keep the food coming, now Eve you see all that good stuff set before you? Please sit and eat.”
Weytani releases Eve who cautiously approaches the long table then turns to master and nods as if she’s telling him that she approves. “Well what are you waiting for? Dig in.”
“FOOD!” The Xenomorphs scream.
All the Xenomorphs rush to the table eating whatever they can lay their hands on, launching food everywhere. Gold Sky takes his place at the head of table but then magically grabs his spoon to slap Leia’s hand away from his bowl of nice steaming ramen, “You don’t touch my ramen! Hmmmm!”
Still looking at the Xenomorphs with disbelief Redheart and Oliver stand behind Gold Sky ready to seek some answers. “My son.” Redheart starts. “Why are your guards acting the way they are while Weytani doesn’t and Eve is almost completely wild.”
Slurping some noodles and once again slapping Leia’s hand away from his bowl, the Alicorn motions the both of them to get closer while at the same time telling them not to mind the food flying around. “When I found them during the first Republic-Fasci war I fought them killing many however, some bit me which I think say again I think since my blood grants the recipient regeneration it must’ve commenced the creation of gray matter in their brain, meaning perhaps more neural synapses and leading to the creation of their psyche. A birth to free will, individuality, consciousness, feeling, and emotion but despite that, one instinct remained and that instinct is to serve whoever they deem Queen. I killed their Queen, got bathed in her hormonal glands so I think that’s why they serve me with undying loyalty or they choose to do so through their free will, or they smelled the hormones on me right when my blood began doing its work and it stuck on them.”
Now Oliver’s turn. “Okay so they have a free will but why do they act like that?” Repeating the first part of Redheart’s question.
Gold Sky slurps some more noodles then passes a whole cooked chicken to the Xenomorph twins, Newt and Nessie. “Their psyches are still developing so right now I can say they are at the mental level of a child. Weytani’s psyche however, developed much faster than her sister’s but Eve is the only one who runs completely on her instincts so Weytani has to keep her in check.”
Oliver and Redheart shares glances indicating Gold Sky gave them is adequate.
Once dinner is done all the Xenomorphs pat their full bellies while Eve is in moment of tranquility so her instincts to kill, harvest, and serve the Queen are quiet.
Ronald’s assistant slumps to the stack of plates piled high. “They ate a week’s worth of food…”
Now back to business. “My son tell me what I need to know regarding Fort Rivendell.”
“Yes.” Presenting a map of the map Oliver points where there’s 152mm howitzers mounted, every path that leads to the fort, ammo storage for the artillery then presents another map of the surrounding area around the fort. “As of right now the enemy is thankfully being pinned down by a massive surprise storm.”
Reaching out to lay a hoof on Oliver’s shoulder Gold Sky lightly smiles to reassure the Griffon it will not be a mistake to place faith in the Xenomorphs. “The storm pinning down the enemy is almost an act of divine intervention we strike, come let us begin our campaign, OH! The enemy do you have any information about them?”
“No.” Oliver replies. “It can’t be Hajazar or Fu’gxi we’ve beaten them into submission, and six other nations sighed the treaty starting trade between us resulting in hearty wealth coming in thus in conclusion this enemy has to be a new one.” The general takes a deep breath. “I trust you and I will never doubt you. Let me just get my armor and a battalion of the best Rangers and we’ll head towards the fort.”
Aboard the Icarus the battalion of Rangers are kept away from the holding bay containing the Xenomorphs for obvious reasons. Newt and Nessie keep a close eye on Eve who currently is vomiting in an emesis bag due to being high in the sky. “Rhahahah aahhhhhhhhhhh…” Eve groans while rubbing her face.
“Here Eve.” Gold Sky hands the Xenomorph a trimethobenzamide pill. “This will help you get better.”
After the ingesting the pill, the Xenomorph rapidly metabolizes the pill allowing it to do its work and put an end to her nausea. “Rahwiuaoaaa!” Eve mews.
“Good, you feel better.” Gold Sky pats Eve’s shoulder then hands her a hearty snack to make up for the food she vomited. “Please eat up.” Gold Sky thanks the twins for keeping a weather eye on Eve. “That’s Eve’s food don’t touch it!!” The Alicorn makes his way to the bridge of the zeppelin landing craft to be by the son he can never have. “Oliver the rain, the wind, and the darkness provides my guards with the ultimate advantage for the enemy can’t focus due to the wind and rain. No torches for sight, and thunder to keep them from focusing on their environment and focused on zoning out the thunder. This campaign will guarantee your victory Oliver and will avenge the Griffons that have died at the hands of the enemy.”
“Thank you Gold Sky for doing this for me but I have to ask you a question.”
Gold Sky nods.
“Back in the temple in Hajazar the Primordial said you are the son a Princess, uh is that true?” Oliver wonders.
Gold Sky nods. “My mother or should I say adoptive mother is the Ruler of my homeland. Though as of right now she still thinks I’m dead and I do not plan to reveal myself to her until the time is right.” *sniff, sniff.* “Redheart!? I thought you stayed behind??”
“Where my son goes I follow also why do you call Oliver your son Gold Sky? I’m curious.”
The stallion brings her closer to him just to make sure Redheart clearly hears him. “He is the son I can’t never have, Redheart. Basically long story short. The fascist attacked his village killed his mother and father and were about to kill him until I stopped them. Afterwards I took him under my wing and bonded as we made our way to the Republic. But I ultimately decided to find him a new family and I remember like it was yesterday little Oliver stopping in his tracks, turns around, and waves goodbye at me then joins his new mother and father while I go fight the Six year Republic-Fasci war.” Gold Sky laughs to himself. “I remember Fort Rivendell, I remember fighting a giant purple dragon and killed it by breaking every one of its bones.”
“Sir we’re two klicks from the Fort.” Reports the Captain.
Realizing this is the perfect staging point Gold Sky tells Oliver to tell the captain to anchor here.
“Yes sir firing emergency anchor harpoons!” The harpoons anchor the landing craft.
Plopping down on his rump to commence the operation Gold Sky ask both Redheart and Oliver to come under his wings so they can see what he will see when he telepathically connects with every mind of his Xenomorphs. “Heh for the first time I am going the coward’s route by commanding my Guards instead of leading them.” After some more laughter Gold Sky connects with each mind of the Xenomorphs.
“Iron Lady report.”
“Iron Lady reporting in master.” Weytani responds.
Suddenly Jupiter butts in. “Iron Lady!? Why does Weytani get a cool sounding codename can I get a codename too master please?”
“Uhhhh…” Gold Sky quickly comes up with something. “AH! MadCat!”
“MadCat?” Jupiter says the name herself. “I like it master!”
“Okay good.” The stallion the turns to Oliver. “Oliver what’s the distance to the fort again?”
“Two klicks.”
Gold Sky tilts his head to hear such a word.
“Two kilometers.” Oliver clarifies.
“Kilometers?? Metric system!? Oh c’mon, uhmm whatever. Ahem.” Back to telepathy. “My personal guards move out! Iron Lady take point, Eve tail her, Newt, Nessie form up with Eve, Mad Cat, Mink, and Manda form up. Vados, Leia, Hayami form up. Aayla, Pan, and Hera form up. Phasma and Cynder form up with Iron Lady. I’ll put you in threes to maximize your efficiency.”
“Yes master!” All the Xenomorphs respond.
“Wow!” Oliver gasps in amazement to see how the Xenomorphs see the world. “It’s like sonar mixed with a 3D construction of the environment!”
“Arriving at the fort master.” Iron Lady reports.
“Alright get ready for combat.”
So to get ready all the Xenomorphs stay still and in the loving whispers of master’s voice.
“Sensors online. Weapon systems online. All functioning systems nominal.”
“Ije nae son-eul jabgo kkeut-eobsneun eodum eseo talchul haja!!” Manda declares.
“Ryôkai Manda.” Gold Sky then senses something. “Leia sonar ping now!” Once the massive ping creates the map for Gold Sky he realizes the enemy is mostly concentrated at the walls and keep to avoid the heavy wind. “Move in and no prisoners! Oh and no harvesting!”
The Xenomorphs scale up the walls, killing the enemy Griffons that peer over the wall. “Rhawawwha!” Eve points to the left prompting the twins to follow her. In the left Eve stabs a Griffon with her as the enemy looks away as the thunder bellows above, then with her sharp claws slashes the throats of four enemies before they had the opportunity to even realize they’re dead.
Weytani on the right smashes the head of a unsuspecting enemy then stabs the head of another with her tail. “Phasma, Cynder dash forward now!” Both dash forward overtaking two griffons right before a bright flash of lightning lights up the sky. “Mink wait until the door closes…NOW!” Mink rips the head off the Griffon before having to jump up, cling to the wall, stay perfectly still, then kills the guard before continuing in her unending onslaught of enemy Griffons to which the great surprise is that no one is even remotely suspicious of the carnage occurring. “Vados below you!”
Meanwhile, watching everything that’s occurring Redheart and Oliver cannot phantom the utter lethality of the Xenomorphs as they quickly lower the number of the enemy in ways that only be fantasy.
“Uh oh!” An enemy Griffon is about turn in the direction where codename MadCat is sprinting but the Xenomrph is spotted not only the Griffon she just killed but lightning flashes above revealing her to another enemy Griffon who’s next to a 152mm howitzer and has the trigger string in hand. “No…” Gold Sky whispers.
“Sensors enhanced!” Codename Iron Lady prepares herself for the battle that’s to begin.
“What the frak!” *Plish!* Mad Cat’s tail penetrates the Griffon but the last stimuli of the Griffon’s nervous system pulls the string firing the battery and alerting the enemy.
“What the hell!!!?” General Robespierre of the enemy forces hears the firing of a howitzer facing the direction he anticipates the Republic forces may approach. “Are Republic forces approaching?”
“I don’t know sir? If they were the troops would have fired another shot and the alarm will be ringing right now?” Answers one of the high ranking officers and proceeds to head out of the keep and upon opening the door a black spear like object penetrates his head and rips off of the body.
“Frak sound the alarm now!!”
“Bugger!” Gold Sky has to improvise. “Everypony rally up now! I’ll be manipulating the clouds to prevent lightning from exposing you! Attack pattern Zeta, stick together and enhance your sonar senses!”
Thus in master’s voice. “Sensors enhanced.”
In the utter blackness that’s made all the more worse by thunder, heavy rain, and Xenomorphs charging forward the enemy troops can only hear scream after scream and yet not see what’s causing the screams much less who’s attacking. “I can’t see nothing! AAAH!” He heard a growl so that’s about it for him.
Oliver feeling the enemy is going to do something to improve the situation they’re in. “Gold Sky I feel they’re do something!”
“Yeah I feel it too.” Gold Sky commands Hayami and Leia to take out the enemy troops situated on top of the keep for they are attempting to fire off illumination mortar. “Destroy that thing! Iron Lady behind you! Vados fan sweep now, Mink to your left, Newt, Nessie spit acid five degrees to your right, Cynder cover Phasma as she heals, Eve mind your surroundings!” Just then. “NO!!” Six illumination mortar shells are fired exposing the Xenomorphs to the enemy.
“What are those things!!?” Cries General Robespierre.
“Warning incoming projectile.” Iron Lady catches an arrow. “Master they’re turning that large metal barrel at me.”
“Avoid it NOW!!” Sudden he realizes Phasma and Cynder are also in front of the 152mm howitzer. “PHASMA, CYNDER!! MOVE, MOVE NOOOW!!!”
Redheart and Oliver share a mutual thought. “He cares deeply for them.” Then their ears start ringing despite being in telepathic communication.
“Don’t worry master.” Iron Lady grabs Phasma and Cynder and places them behind her.
“No Iron Lady what are you doing! I CAN’T LOSE YOU!!” So just when he’s about to order Eve and Newt to swiftly tackle Iron Lady, Phasma, and Cynder out of the howitzer’s fire arc the howitzer fires a armor piercing round. And Iron Lady stands her ground tilting her crest forward as if to shield her two sisters.
*BOING* The armor piercing shell bounces off of Iron Lady’s crest.
“FRAK!!” It’s ultra, ultra-rare for Gold Sky to say curse words so when anyone hears him they are automatically shocked beyond all believe. “Don’t you ever do that to me ever again!”
Before responding Iron Lady, Phasma and Cynder spit acid at the howitzer, melting it into goo. Luckily for them the illumination mortar shells go out though even when the enemy troops see them they don’t quite go past the five seconds of becoming insane for they get killed by the Xenomorphs. “Utilize attack pattern Alexander! Don’t allow them to encircle you!”
“Ryôkai.” Manda replies. Then precedes to slash an enemy with her claws that shred through his armor like it’s just paper, to her sides her mighty tail stab one, slices another in half. “Hai!” Her left fist slams into an enemy shattering its skull and grabs an enemy to kill him with her second mouth.
“Fire more light!!” Orders the enemy general. Thus the light takes away the cover of darkness for the Xenomorphs and the enemy troops zero in on the nearest Xenomorph but the many who locked in on that one Xenomorph are…well no surprise dead.
“Eve mind your surroundings!!”
“Beep, beep, beep!” Eve is alerted of incoming projectiles making her lunge forward dodging each projectile but upon landing one determined enemy mustered up the will and stabbed Eve with his spear in the leg.
“AAAH!” Through the telepathic connection Gold Sky feels the pain inflicted upon Eve. “Eve get out of there now!!”
The spear melts away while Eve with her tail kills the griffon that stabbed her. “RAAAWGH!” She rips an enemy in half but when she hears master tell her to get out of there she does not for when told to take no prisoners by instinct she carry out the order to very end at all costs. “Eve don’t you dare disobey me! You cannot heal like the rest of your sisters so please get out of there!”
“How come she can’t heal?” Oliver asks.
“Eve never consumed any of my blood unlike her sisters.” Gold Sky reveals.
“Beep,beep,beep! Projectile incoming!” Eve manages to dodge the first volley of arrows but her luck ends pretty quick. “AUGRAHH!!” A second volley finds its mark on the Xenomorph.
“AHH!” More pain inflicts the stallion while Redheart and Oliver almost want to cry at seeing one of Gold Sky’s mighty personal guards fall to her knees. “EVE!! GET OUT OF THERE NOOOOOOW!”
As the smoke from Eve’s acidic blood eating through the ground rises around her Eve leaps forward killing the four archers while her tail takes out three more enemies by turning those three into a kabab. “RAHUGH!!” A spear stabs her upper left leg thus her claws reply back by killing that griffon. So remaining on her knees Eve continues fighting figuring out the targets are zeroing in on her. “AUUGFH!” Another spear this time to her back but her acidic blood squirts out eating the enemy from top to bottom.
Gold Sky fearing the worse for Eve begins feeling dread as he sees more enemies move in…for the kill. “Somebody save Eve!!” He orders. “Please somebody save Eve!”
From behind a sword penetrates Eve’s back and from behind the enemy Eve’s tail stabs him. “Save Eve!!” Another Sword stabs the Xenomorph.
“RAWGH!” She kills a griffon but in return another sword stabs her side.
Now consumed with fear Gold Sky utilizes attack pattern phalanx in an attempt to save Eve but the enemy in rising number prevents all methods of rescue for the near incapacitated Xenomorph. “EVE!! Weytani save her!! Madcat do something!!” But they can’t.
“Master forgive me but I can’t.” Madcat cries.
More spears impale the Xenomorph yet she still keeps killing until a clean swipe severs off her right arm bringing her to a complete halt.
“PLEASE SOMEBODY SAVE EVE!! SAVE HER!! SAVE HER!! NEWT, NESSIE SAVE HER. SAAAAAAAAAVE HER!! SOMEBODY SAVE HER!!” None of his guards can save their incapacitated sister.
But then something happens that nobody never thought will ever happen. “Master…” Eve speaks her first words.
“What!!” Gold Sky gasps in shock. “Eve yo-you can talk!”
The Xenomorph is impaled again. “Goodbye Master…” And speaks her last.
“NO! NO! NO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Gold Sky screams.
With her remaining hand Eve stabs her chest and rips herself open unleashing her acidic blood in all directions in a ten feet radius taking many Griffons with her.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!” Gold Sky’s bloodcurdling scream is heard throughout the entire zeppelin landing craft. “EVE…!” Suddenly Gold Sky's eyes start glowing grayish purple. “Oliver! Move in! Kill them, KILL THEM ALLLLLLLLLLL!”
“Y-yes father!” The griffon launches himself from the stallion’s wing. “Rangers let’s show the Vanguard’s personal guards what we can do!”
“Don’t worry my son I shielded the minds of your Rangers and I am alerting my guards of your arrival.” So reconnecting with the Xenomorph’s minds. “My dear personal guards Oliver and his troops are coming in do not attack the griffons in green and white capes repeat do not attack the griffons in green and white capes.”
“Yes master.” All respond.
Avenge Eve my son, avenge my dear Eve.” Gold Sky tells himself.
In the fort the enemy press harder against the Xenomorphs but only accomplish getting killed though one does gather up the gall to make a go at the back of the biggest creature.
*PLISH!* A spear from above stops the enemy Griffon from stabbing Iron Lady’s back.
From the Zeppilan landing craft. “Clearing the sky of the clouds. Moon light incoming.”
“Huh!!!?” General Robespierre sees the Republic coming in. “WHAT!? Republic forces are here but what the frak are those black creatures then!!?”
Oliver throws his spear and then draws his sword. “For the Republic and for General Crockett!” The Rangers engage the enemy alongside the Xenomorphs. “Oh my Great Spirit! The Vanguard’s personal guards killed this many enemies in such a short span of time!” Gasps one of the Rangers.
Realizing the Republic forces and the strange black creatures are cutting through his troops, Robespierre has no other choice but to send in his reserve forces hoping that will change the tide of this battle.
“What the?” A horn drops in front of Oliver. “Where did that come from? Uh oh.” Oliver sees the incoming enemy reserves. “Rangers get read WHAT!”
A bright flash of grayish purple light comes down from above wiping out the entire reserve and leaving only ash. “MASTER!!” In her senses Weytani sees smoke steaming out of his eyes.
“FRAK!!!” Screams one of Robespierre’s officers. “It’s the VANGUARD! VANGUARD! FRAK THIS!!” The officer drops his weapons and runs away to which he made the right decision because he’ll live.
Gold Sky lands in front of his Xenomorphs and Rangers. “Your end comes now.” Then starts walking forward as if to engage the enemy but on the contrary of the how witnessing the power the Vanguard wiping out the entire reverse and sweeping in fear at first. The enemy dash forward toward the Vanguard for he is simply walking towards them thus to them the Vanguard must have used all his power.
*Plish!* The first enemy that attempted to swing his sword at Gold Sky get intercepted by Iron Lady. *Plish* The next one killed by Madcat. *Plish* The next enemy whose jewels finally dropped get castrated by Cynder.
*ting* Oliver comes to realization at seeing Gold Sly slowly walk forward as his guards kill the enemies coming towards him. “Of course!! Rangers clear a path for the Vanguard!” In his mind. “He’s making his way towards the leader.”
So the Rangers join the Xenomorphs in creating a clear path for Gold Sky that can be quite similar to when Gilda and Rarity charged forward to fight the Changelings as Gold Sky made his way to the Queen.
Finally seeing the whites of the Vanguard’s eyes General Robespierre trembles when on his left stand the black creatures while on his right stand the Rangers of the Republic and lastly in the middle is the Vanguard. “This isn’t possible…”
“It is.” Gold Sky responds while turning to Oliver. “Your officers give them to me.”
The trembling Griffon hands over the officers to the Vanguard. “Perfect. Phasma, Madcat, and Vados tear them apart please.”
The trio tear apart the officers making the enemy general urinate in front of everyone. “Wha-what do you want!??”
Sensing his cue Oliver steps forward. “Where are the bodies of my brothers.”
“I-I-I ordered their bodies to be thrown over the wall but the bodies of General Crockett and that female soldier are in the keep. I-I gave Genera Crockett an honorable death at his request.”
Oliver breaks eye contact containing his anger and wiping some blood off his brow. “Talk. Where did you come from and why did you attack us!”
“I won’t talk General Oliver you can’t make me talk and I will die before I ever will.” Declares Robespierre with a great might in his voice.
Oliver snags Robespierre by the neck. “TALK!”
“Oliver stop.” Gold Sky asks. “You cannot make him talk but I will make him sing.”
Robespierre snickers to the Vanguard’s words. “As if I’m of being killed by you!”
“Oh I won’t be killing you. Instead I will make you feel for the first time ever your mind being torn apart as I sink a sword through the core or think of it as this. Your mind will be violated by the worst of worse things that only I the King in the Sea of Spilt Blood can think of. Everybody talks but I make them sing for I am a telepath and the mind is where I enjoy breaking someone.” Gold Sky enters the Griffon’s mind. “Believe me you were better off talking because as one who used to be insane…” Gold Sky appears on top of the Griffon’s galaxy of the mind. “Uses insanity as the world’s greatest weapon.”
So as Gold Sky expected Robespierre sings telling Oliver what he needs to know. “Oh it works like a charm. Well it looks like he acting on his own actions and his soldiers were loyal to him so the nation he comes from harbors no ill will against just his pride.” Anywho Gold Sky shoves the insane Griffon towards Weytani. “Tear him apart please but slowly that is.”
“NO WAIT!” Oliver steps in front of the tall Xenomorph stopping her from killing the enemy general. "Father please hand him over to the Republic.”
Gold Sky motions his head towards Oliver prompting Weytani to throw Robespierre at Oliver. “He’s yours my son. Uhmm I need a shovel please.” After saying that Gold Sky makes his way to the spot Eve lies. “Eve.” Ignoring the pain of the acidic blood eating away his right hoof when he lays it over her head Gold Sky frowns while a tear runs down his cheek. “You were the first to kneel before me…” The rest of the Xenomorphs congregate behind him. “I never thought I’ll lose one of my personal guards, oh Eve forgive me for not giving you my blood may you rest in peace for I never had a more deadly guard than you. Forgive me Eve, oh please forgive me.” Hayami please a hand on her master’s shoulder.
“Master…” Newt starts.
“SILENCE!” Gold Sky growls. “You and Nessie have no right to talk! You failed your sister, you failed Eve but more importantly you not only dishonored her you dishonored me.”
Newt and Nessie look at each other not knowing how to feel to Master’s anger rising towards them. “But master…”
“I SAID SILENCE!!” His rage puts the twins to their knees. “There was a reason I put you in threes. So you can not only be effective but also watch each other backs! You are all sisters! Sisters protect on another not leave them to die at the hands of the enemy! You let her die, you dishonor me and as a force we’re weakened because of your carelessness!” Gold Sky picks up her body and even though her acidic blood is eating away the flesh of his arms his tissue regeneration heals faster than the acid can eat through. “Her blood is on her hands and you’re lucky victory is ours otherwise…well I won’t spoil the surprise unless you two fail me once more. Now get out of my sight you two.”
The Rangers stand amazed to see the smoke of the acidic blood steam from his arms yet he shows no indication of pain. “The Vanguard is going to bury his guard.”
Oliver sprints with the shovel in hand. “Father, the Rangers will be more than happy to dig your personal guard’s plot for you.”
“No Oliver. My personal died under my command so I will bury her myself.” Gently placing Eve’s body nearby, Gold Sky begins digging Eve’s burial site. “She died on Republic Soil, she gave her life for the Republic and knowing her she will want to be buried here.”
Oliver wants to help Gold Sky but understanding how much he cares for the Xenomorphs he just watches the stallion but then remembers somebody isn’t here. “Wait where’s Redheart!?” He looks around searching for the white mare. “Where is she?”
“I’m here.” Redheart kindly lays a hoof on his shoulder. “Is it alright if I can treat the wounded Rangers?”
Oliver nods while smiling warmly at her.
However, in Redheart’s mind she makes note of something. “I think since he thinks I’m my son’s mother he is starting to see me as his grandmother.” Not that she minds, for hey Gold Sky has come to create amazing relationships and one has become very important to her so perhaps Oliver will become important to her as well. With a suturing kit she patches up a Ranger who barely avoided a fast sword thrust.
“Wow I never thought the mother of the Vanguard will be curing me. I mean the Vanguard is the Killer and you are the Healer now I wonder what the Father is? AH!” The suturing needle was dipped into ethyl alcohol before continuing the procedure thus the sting was unexpected. “Thank you, Ma’am for patching me up. I-I’m honored you know.” The Ranger’s voice starts cracking and tears starting forming. “I killed some griffons. Yeah they were the bad guys and all but I killed…I took a life. I’m a Ranger but I never knew taking a life even that of the enemy can feel this heavy. Like a ton of whatever the hell I can think of, oh Mother of the Vanguard. I’m happy to get this out of my system.”
Cutting the string Redheart makes eye contact. “Is this your first battle?”
The Ranger nods while wiping this eyes.
Using her caring Nursing ways, Redheart comforts the Ranger. “Come here.” She embraces him allowing him to feel appreciated for what he did and a simple hug can always take one to peace. “You’ll be alright, just remember the blood you spilt was never innocent because the carriers of that the blood became guilty the moment they killed your brothers.”
The Ranger feels better. “Thank you oh Mother of the Vanguard.”
Carrying Eve in his arms once more Gold Sky pauses to look at the Xenomorph. “Good bye Eve, may you rest in peace and know that your sacrifice shall never be forgotten for I shall forever remember it. Oh Eve my dear guard good bye.” For his last good bye Gold Sky kisses the Xenomorph’s forehead and finally places her in her resting place. “Here comes the hard part.” The Republic soil blankets the Xenomorph mixing with the acidic blood for oddly enough Gold Sky found the Xenomorphs within the Republic borders and so it is only right to bury her in the land she was born in.
In the massive zeppelin land craft Gold Sky calls Redheart and his Xenomorphs to make contact with him. “Come we’re going home.”
But Redheart does not want to go home just yet instead she wants to see if Oliver has family. “My son I don’t want to go home yet.”
“What?” Surprised by Redheart’s request his sense of smell stops him from saying what he wanted to say. “Oliver everything is done, why are you here?”
“Father please stay a bit longer I want Redheart to meet Jonathon, I want him to meet the…”
“Mare.” Gold Sky fills in.
Oliver’s eyes light up. “The mare who carried you in her womb as for the Princess well I think I can say that pony like you with wings and a horn can only be loved as a son by Princess with wings and a horn. Please Redheart I want you to also meet my wife.”
*sigh* “A family unit. Oh what I want so much but I only had half, then lost that half and regained the other half. Maybe I could stay a little longer so Redheart can enjoy herself and I well perhaps something that I may enjoy can happen.” Gold Sky sighs again.
Redheart smiles intently to finally figuring out who Jonathon really is. “Your son! You have a son and a wife!! My son can I please meet his family?” Well its odd for Redheart to ask Gold Sky for permission and she knows this but in regards to the Griffon Republic asking permission is sort of the right thing to do.
“There’s no need to ask me permission. We can stay a bit longer and hold on.” Gold Sky telepathically connects to Ronald’s mind. “Ronald please prepare another feast for my Guards. They and your Rangers have delivered you a victory. The battalion has stayed behind and more Rangers are on their way to fill the fort’s defenses. Over and out.” For the details he left out, Oliver will deliver them later.
President Ronald groans to have the cooks back on the assembly line metaphorically speaking. “Another damn feast, oh boy are they going to be messy.”
“In that case let me take my guards to their temporary quarters. Jump.” *Poof* Appearing back where the Xenomorphs first ate, Gold Sky tells them to stay put and just eat until they can’t.
“YUM!!” At the sight of the big plates of food being set on the table all the Xenomorphs rush forward.
“Not you two.” Gold Sky stops Newt and Nessie from joining the rest at table. “You two won’t eat. You don’t deserve that privilege now sit over there and watch your sisters eat. Jump.” *Poof*
Newt and Nessie while hungry obey their master for they fear the surprise he in store for them if they displease him. “Hmm I want to eat what Leia is eating!” Groans Nessie.
And what is Leia? A nice steaming bowl of ramen…the real stuff not that salty cup filth.
*Poof* Appearing in the doorstep of Oliver’s doorstep Oliver looks back smiling at Gold Sky and Redheart. “Oh thanks you two for coming.” Coming in Oliver calls for Jonathan.
“Oh my son this is so excited!” Redheart whispers to the stallion. “I am going to meet your son’s family!”
Gold Sky does not reply but rather lightly smiles then loses it when he smells the young Griffon’s scent. “Oh dear please don’t tackle me like last time.” Thankfully Jonathan is being by Oliver. “Oh thank goodness.”
“Jonathan do you see that mare right there?” Oliver points.
“Yes daddy oh GOLD SKY!” Well his excitement for seeing Gold Sky eclipses his curiosity for the white mare.
“No not him my son look at her, you know why?” Oliver points are Redheart once more.
Jonathan shrugs.
“She is Gold Sky’s mother.”
“WHAT!!” Jonathan’s eyes widen to the point that captions appearing around him may be appropriate. “She’s Gold Sky’s mommy! Wait does that mean she is my granny!!?” Well technically she’s his great grandmother but what does a child know.
Oliver nods as he motions Redheart to come and meet her grandson.
Meanwhile, Valerie comes to stand by Gold Sky. “Gold Sky.”
“Valerie.” Gold Sky responds.
Both watch Jonathan and Redheart interact for the first time. “Gold Sky thank you for protecting my Oliver and thank you for bringing your mother here. Say where’s your father?”
Gold Sky jerks his head up.
“Huh?” Valerie looks up. “Oh! I’m sorry!”
Gold Sky softly snorts. “It’s alight Valerie. I’m just happy that Oliver is safe and you’re his amazing faithful wife.” Reaching to shake her hand Gold Sky shuts out the sound of Redheart laughing with Jonathan.
Instead of shaking his hoof Valerie hugs him tight smiling as she does so and without thought passes her hand through his shiny jet black hair. “Thank you.” *TING* “Gold Sky please stay for dinner! I’m sure you mother, Oliver, and Jonathan will love that! Oh and how’s Gilda doing?”
Still in her embrace Gold Sky nods. “Yeah sure why not I’m sure they will enjoy that and Gilda is doing fine. She’s spending a lot of time with Rarity.”
Something does not sound right to Valerie causing the Griffon to pull back her head. “You don’t sound like your usual self Gold Sky. Is there something wrong?”
“Yes. I lost one of my personal guards in the battle, I-I watched her die as swords and spears stabbed her and I couldn’t do anything to save her. Humph, I buried her in the land she was born in, which is here in the Republic.”
“Oh Gold Sky.” Valerie softly coos as she hugs him again. “I’m sorry for your loss and please sit, I want to cook you something as to show in my way provide you with comfort.”
“That will be nice of you Valerie.” Gold Sky pats her back before finally letting her go.
“I should not tell them that I never came from Redheart’s womb, she is after all happy to see her second grandchild and her great grandchild to the point that I can almost smell the euphoria being emitted by her body. It’s so wonderful to see her so happy again and getting to know Oliver as well.”
All seated at the table Redheart gently passes her hoof down Jonathan’s cheek. “Oh Jonathan you are wonderful!”
“You’re cool too granny Redheart!” Jonathan passes his hand down the side of Redheart’s neck.
In the kitchen, Valerie finishes cooking the black beans by adding the final seasonings. *sniff, sniff* The mixture of garlic power, some red top seasoning, and cumin tickles Gold Sky’s fancy making him turn around and sniffs up all the steam being released by freshly cooked black beans. “Hmmm that smells good Valerie!”
Pleased to be complemented by Gold Sky, Valerie scoops up some black beans and serves the stallion. “Enjoy Gold Sky.”
Now with all their plates full of food, Gold Sky pauses to look at his left seeing Oliver and Valerie tenderly rub heads then he looks to his right seeing Redheart and Jonathan smile. “A calm before the storm can always be lovely as the calm that comes after it.” Gold Sky takes a spoonful of beans and relishes what can be called the sound of the music for the gustatory sense.
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Two hours pass. The Xenomorphs are filled to their hearts content, Redheart has enough minutes spent with Oliver and his family to create memories, and Gold Sky telepathically tells the Xenomorphs to huddle up I and wait for his arrival. “Good bye my son, good bye Jonathan, and good bye Valerie please take care.”
With his Xenomorphs all laying a hand on him Gold Sky sighs when he counts fourteen. “I can feel my rage at its peak and I have a bloody hard time dealing with loss. Jump.” *Poof*
In the center of the Everfree forest Gold Sky informs his personal guards that he no longer intends to put them in cryo sleep but they are free to roam about as long as they don’t harm any ponies and a zebra, also stay out of sight of the mortals, and to be careful. “Don’t eat PONIES! They look like me so don’t eat them, Zebras too OH and Griffons like Oliver! Please my dear guards stay hidden during the day and at night you can do whatever you want. Well don’t look at me like a bunch of muppets go have fun night has arrived.”
The Xenomorphs disperse to explore their surroundings but Newt and Nessie are ordered to stay still. “Here you two.” Gold Sky hands the both of them plastic cups filled with dry noodles. “Okay hold on to them as a I pour in hot water.” Pouring the hot water he boiled with his magic Gold Sky advises them to wait a few minutes before digging in. “I will not let you go to bed on an empty stomach.”
Going back to Redheart she asks him if this is a good idea to let them wonder about so close to Ponyville in response he tells her not to worry for they will obey him and Weytani is there to keep them in check. “But my son why is she bigger than the rest?”
“She’s a Praetorian that’s all I know Redheart.” Teleporting Redheart back home Gold Sky kisses her cheek and says good bye. “I love you Redheart and I wish I can stay longer but my rage is hovering near by. Jump.”
Appearing in Rarity’s room Gold Sky falls to his groaning to the near impossible act of containing his rising rage. “Eve…oh Eve why did I have to lose you!” But suddenly a scent or a very familiar scent make its presence known. “WHAT!!?” Gold Sky looks to the source of the scent. “MEADOW FLOWER WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!!?”
The pink Pegasus raises her drink to the stallion. “Well I went to your house…it’s demolished so I figured if anyone else knows where you are it has to be Rarity.”
Gold Sky rolls his eyes. “So why are you here?”
The pink Pegasus finishes her drink. “Well I thought I’ll pay you a visit given how something made me think of you and by the way have you oh I don’t know felt an old presence recently?”
“An old presence? What?” Gold Sky isn’t very fond of cryptic talk especially from a mare that has tried many times to bed him.
Meadow Flower loosens the grip around her glass cup causing it to fall onto the carpeted floor. “But why hav…” Oh this is great, great, great for Meadow Flower in fact she loves, loves, loves it! Because between her and that bloody Toltecian Cobra, Gold Sky likes & respects the Cobra more than her. So this will work to her advantage allowing her to finally put the algorithm she spent eight years calculating. Though to be truthful coming up with the algorithm took a lot of ‘research’ consisting of stalking and peeping on the stallion when he was doing his husbandly duties with his wife…uhhh at least the research proved fruitful.
“Uhm I mean how’s your day so far.”
“It’s just going its course hey I think Gilda and Rarity are still having dinner with that pony.” He sniffs the air just to make sure they’re still out. “Yeah they’re out. Now why on Rarity’s bed get off! I am very angry right now and the last thing I want is for you to receive the rough end it of it sooooo get out NOW!”
An angry Gold Sky will make this easier for Meadow Flower. “I’m not going anywhere my lovely stallion no matter what you say.” And to show her stubbornness Meadow Flower puts herself in seductive pose waiting for the right moment to do the impossible.
Obviously upset while having no intentions to argue with the pink mare Gold Sky snorts then mutters something under his breath. “Fine whatever but at least scoot over!” Gold Sky lays down on his side with his back directly facing the mare. “I’ll give it five seconds before she starts touching me.”
Thus in five seconds Meadow Flower has her hooves all over the stallion while knowing not to go down too much.
“Huh?” Out of nowhere Gold Sky notices something. “Meadow Flower you’re warm, are you sick or something?”
“No I’m not sick Gold Sky, I’m just freaken excited to be this close to you, having my arm over you, smelling your nice scent, nibbling your ear, and kissing your neck.” Meadow Flower starts kissing him hoping this is will start a chain reaction.
“Stop…” The sensation of the mare passing her hoof over his chest & belly, her moist lips kissing his neck, and then her wings gliding over his side, while it makes him feel wanted he does not approve of this of these act for the mare is not is wife. “Stop it Meadow Flower, just me being close to you should be more than enough, please stop.”
Ho, ho, ho Gold Sky is walking straight into Meadow Flower’s algorithm. “No.”
“Please stop.” His rage is boiling inside but he’s still able to contain it.
“No.” Meadow Flower replies with a slick smile.
“Stop please!”
Meadow Flower closes the distance between his ear and her lips. “How about you make me.” Without warning Meadow Flower in on top of the stallion holding down on of his arms with her left hoof while her right hoof is set to perform the combination that’ll destroy the impossible.
Enraged Gold Sky’s horn glows preparing to use his magic to throw the mare off of him.
“Hold it right there, my dear stallion.” The algorithm is set into motion, consisting of Meadow Flower’s right hoof gliding up from his flank, jerking left to his heart, then up to his shoulder, and finally to the back of his head. This is the algorithm that Meadow Flower created after eight years of studying the stallion and its purpose is to break the impossible…
Seducing the most honorable stallion.
“Take your rage out on me Gold Sky. Oh yes you want to!” The pink mare bends down passing her tongue across his neck. “Take your rage out on me, my love because if I this seven hundred something year old mare who still has her purity is going to give it to somepony I’m going to give it to you.”
His will is overpowered by his need to feel the intimate affections of somepony who appreciates him and even worse the algorithm arouses him. He suddenly wants no needs! The intimate touch from the mare on top of him. “My rage is great!”
“Good! Now show me how great your rage is in bed! OH!” Meadow Flower now finds herself under the stallion. “OH YES THIS IS HAPPENING!”
The stallion in a fit of rage kisses the mare for he once was honorable but now he’s…
Just an accomplishment for Meadow Flower.
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Chapter. 82- The Alpha Wolf's Victory over the Dishonorable Little Fox.
My dearest readers I thank you for your patience for allowing me the opportunity to provide with a longer chapter now that I finally finished my studies and have more free time. However, more importantly I wish to clarify something I said in the arthur's note in chapter. 26, I said quote. "I am not into anime." Well I just realized while writing this chapter how much of a idiotic pillock I was when I realized Dragon Ball which a series I've grown up watching is an anime...yeah...I'm such a pillock because growing up I thought it was a cartoon like looney tunes, Woody Woodpecker, and Tex Avery animation. And seeing the japanese letters in the show I thought they were there because the show took place in Asia and it was not made in Japan. Then looking back at all the animated shows I've watched when I was a child, half of them were anime like, Ranma 1/2, Escaflowne, Knights of the Zodiac, Magic Knight Rayearth, Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, Dragon Ball Gt, Inuyasha, Dr. Slump, and Doraemon those are the only ones I can name from the top of my head. I thought the first anime I saw was Howl's Moving Castle when one of my school teachers was too lazy to do anything and the first series I got into was Code Geass given the excellent voice cast, english voice cast that is. But the anime that really made think that I should watch anime even when I didn't know that I've already been watching it for a long time was as you may guess Neon Genesis Evangelion and the Rebuild of Evangelion movie series.
Yeah I finally realized Dragon Ball Super is an Anime after searching where it's made given how I've been wondering why it's in Japanese...yeah...I guess this is what happens when I spend a lot of time in my studies. And fifty two episodes later...oh the dear indeed.