Twilight had just finished her song at her brother's wedding, and was exhausted. She had saved the day and preformed a musical number in the same day so she decided to calm down with a nice book, she knew just the place to find one! She traversed the halls of the StarSwirl the Bearded section of the Royal Library, not knowing what was to be found. 'Smart Spells for You? No, Snip its of Serums? Revolving Ruckus Spells? No! She spoke aloud "What's it take to find a good book?"
She was joined by Pinkie Pie appearing from a nearby bookshelf, "Oh Twilight, don't be such a silly filly! You know what it takes to write a good book, after all I just found yours in here!" Pinkie was holding a dusty old book.
Twilight spoke, "Pinkie, I've never written a book, at least on that hasn't been published. So that's completely out of the question!" She ignored her pink friend, after today all she wanted to do was read and get some rest. She kept looking through shelf after dusty shelf, sneezing more than once. When Pinkie kept nagging Twilight she snapped, "FINE, I"LL TAKE A LOOK AT IT!" She picked up the dusty tome with her telekinesis. after a puff of air she nearly dropped it. "That's my- m-my family's crest!" She stammered, what was a book so old and in this usually restricted section, doing with her family's symbol on it? She looked at Pinkie, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Pinkie giggled, "Why didn't you ask silly filly?" She bounced away.
Twilight stood there, awestruck, she was almost afraid to open this ancient tome. To see whatever past her family was put through, were they poor? Rich? Fighters? Scholars? She was too afraid to open it here, almost as if it was forbidden to be seen by anyone but her.
She returned to her room in the castle, put on her glasses and slowly peeled back the cover. To her surprise, it wasn't a transcript, or family tree. It was a journal, obviously written with magic by the haste of the writing. The first page wasn't nearly as dusty as the cover, causing Twilight to believe that this was either enchanted, or the most well preserved book in Equestria. Only one word was written on that first page, Raiden.
"Raiden?" Twilight asked herself as she slowly turned the page.
To whoever is reading this,
My name is Raiden, and this will most likely be a chronicle of my adventures. I am one of the two apprentices to Equestria's greatest wizard; Star Swirl the Bearded. I am ever grateful that he has accepted me, along with my childhood friend Clover. In secret I must say that I hold her more dearly than any other in this world. I'm but to sheepish to proclaim my feelings to her, nor do I know the way. If anything is to be gained from me writing this, it is the hope that she will one day find this long after our youth and will tell me she feels the same... A colt can dream can't he?
Twilight smiled at this, whoever this Raiden was he was not only a brilliant scholar but a gentlecolt as well. But something scratched at her mind, this journal mentioned Equestria, but Star-Swirl the Bearded wasn't alive after Equestria was founded. She found this incredibly odd and somewhat frustrating. But decided that the only way to learn about this mysterious typo was to keep reading.
I find keeping this journal has been a mental relaxant. It not only allows me to practice the basics of magic, but also allows me to release the stress of a hard day's work. Its not easy being a great wizard's apprentice but I find the experience of today alone worthwhile. Clover's room is just across of mine and seeing her atop the astronomy tower at night reminds me of our time as foals. We would go out and gaze upon the stars until the small hours of the morning. Then slack from any work we were supposed to do that day. The fact that she is too concerned with her studies almost worries me. Before being accepted as an apprentice she would often be the one to start off whatever shenanigans that day would hold. But any mention of going into town for a break is pushed aside. Other than these feelings, nothing significant has happened today.
Twilight smiled at these words, they touched her heart.She looked outside and saw her friends in the courtyard. "One more entry, then I'll go out with them." She said, being reminded of the words on those pages. When she tuned the page with her telekinesis she noticed something incredibly odd; The words were in some form of script that she didn't recognize, not only that, but the strange words were glowing. She wanted to close the book right then and there, but its new golden shine was practically hypnotic. Her face got closer and closer to the page until it finally met the old parchment. The golden light enveloped her, and she felt as though she was being sucked through time itself. When she could see past the light, the world looked, almost a sepia tone shade. Everything was like this but her, she herself was transparent. When she looked to find any thing familiar, but she couldn't find anything recognizable. All she saw was a tower, with a small town near its base. Twilight was frightened by all of this of course, being lost in a different world, or time. She began wandering through the town. Sepia toned ponies were strewn about. and two, practically familiar ones were strolling down the cobbled road.
"Pray tell Raiden," Clover the Clever sighed, "Why must we dine at the inn when my studies are densest?"
Raiden turned around and smiled, he had an obviously blonde mane with a slightly darker coat. And his cutie mark, was in fact Twilight's family crest, with a sword behind it. "Dearest Clover, would you not trust me? Your oldest and best friend, to know what's good for you?" He motioned for Clover to follow, "I promise, all will be explained in good time."
Clover groaned and followed behind her friend. The two walked right past Twilight without even a passing glance.
Twilight was too intrigued to be frightened by this. Here she was, watching history unfold right in front of her. She followed the two into the inn. where the lights had just been lit by any unicorns in the room.
"Surprise!" All of the ponies shouted. Clover herself was shocked.
"Dearest me, how foolish I was to forget my own birthday." She looked at Raiden, "Thank you my dearest friend for dragging me out of that stuffy old library." She embraced him and Raiden hugged back.
"Don't let me stop you, go and mingle with your guests, it is your party after all!" He watched as Clover trotted off with a smile. Then he was joined by his master.
"How goes the day, my young student." Star-Swirl asked.
"It goes justly, master." He looked around, "Clover will be most appreciative of you for arranging all of this."
Star-Swirl laughed and stroked his beard, "This would not have happened had you not told me of her birthday."
Raiden scratched the back of his head and smiled. Which was quickly dismissed by a question, "Master, have you found any research on the study I inquired about."
"Yes, dear boy." Star-Swirl pulled a scroll out of his robe. "I think it quite a gift a mind like yours. To have inspiration to record your memories onto the page, for others to learn." He handed over the scroll.
"Thank you Master." Raiden said, obviously very pleased. "I will treasure this knowledge in hope to better the future."
"That's all that can be asked dear bo-" The words faded from Twilight's ears. She once again felt the sickingly sweet light envelope her and send her back into her own time.
When she awoke, it was the same time. Her journey back to the past hadn't made her lose an instant. She couldn't believe the type of magic that had been hidden away for so long. She saw him, Raiden, and Clover, and Star-Swirl the bearded. It was the strangest thing she had ever experienced before, and was probably the oddest she would ever feel again. As promised she joined her friends in the courtyard, "Good evening girls." Twilight smiled.
"About time," Rainbow Dash flew over to Twilight we were about to go to dinner without you, are you all ready?"
"Verily!" Twilight said, a bit odd really, that sort of language in modern day Equestria, but her friends didn't seem to notice. "Uh, yeah, let's go."