Joy of hidden Love and the Wrath of Lust.

by FoxofRarity

Fluttershy's Confession, Rarity is the One, Bittersweet Vengeance, and Gold Sky shall fight once again.

Joy of hidden Love and the Wrath of Lust.

By. FoxofRarity

Chapter. 50

Disclaimer-My Little Pony Friendship is Magic belongs to Hasbro and Lauren Faust. Arthur's note at end.

Rarity with silent grace looked into Fluttershy’s timid teal eyes. Those kind eyes have always provided Rarity with comfort whenever she had high need of it.
Oh how everypony knows of their tight friendship, sometimes when both of them go to Canterlot, Fluttershy will end up on the covers of the tabloids thanks to Rarity who just simply tells her to look good for the cameras.

Rarity has wondered why Fluttershy can just turn the other cheek so many times without even flinching to the thought of it. Of course Fluttershy is powerful in her own unique way, to which Rarity thinks why does Equestria need the power of the Elements of Harmony when Fluttershy can just use her own power to defeat anything. From Manticores and even Discord, Fluttershy always comes out on top without even having to ruffle up her beautiful pink mane. Great cute power is a specialty Fluttershy can use to defeat anypony if she wishes perhaps even Princess Celestia and Luna but Cadance? Nothing can’t beat Love. So Cadance may be the only pony who can defeat Fluttershy’s cuteness.

Fluttershy took in Rarity's loving smile, the cute Pegasus made her lips smile back at the most beautiful pony in all of Equestria. She herself understands why Rarity is the Element of Generosity, a big heart is what makes beautiful well beautiful. Fluttershy loves going to Rarity for mature comfort and maybe for a tender hug too. She has wondered with such beauty backed with a mighty heart why will there be a need for the Elements of Harmony? Rarity can just use her soft voice to persuade anypony to regress from bad intentions, Fluttershy thought that if Rarity just took the time to talk with Discord with that big heart then Discord will be beyond good. He’ll be the new deliverer of tremendous joy thanks to Rarity. Fluttershy knows that conflicts can be adverted with just a beautiful voice that comes from a beautiful heart.

Fluttershy deeply loves Rarity and she regrets for having such terrible plans in store for the Unicorn who loves her back.
“Rarity.” Fluttershy said meekly.

“Yes darling?”

Fluttershy’s ears dropped. “Rarity what will you do if you knew that somepony close to you wanted to hurt you very badly even when you have never done anything to that somepony.”

Rarity stopped in her tracks to look at Fluttershy. “Fluttershy I have no answer to that. But what I could say is this. I will forgive that somepony after I make them pay!” The reason why Rarity said those words is that she connected that somepony to Twilight Sparkle.

Rarity’s mature mind knows the grave effect of hanging on to anger. What she went through is hellish but to hang on to it, will not serve her any good, at all.
Fluttershy turned away from Rarity. “Oh no…” She thought.

“Fluttershy is there something wrong?” Rarity came next to Fluttershy with a face of worry.

The kind Pegasus took a few steps from Rarity and flapped her wings a few times, a habit she’s developed whenever she intends to say something really important.
“Rarity.” Fluttershy said in her softest tone. “How can you ju-just act so…you…even after what you just went through? Why are you like this?”

Rarity got a serious facial expression, she knows what Fluttershy is talking about and came to figure out that Fluttershy’s yearning to be close is through that. “If hang on to it I will never get myself out of that hole. It hurts me beyond comprehension but…you know, with a strong will, friendship, and Love, I can free myself of it. And for Friendship I got you and Rainbow Dash. Ooooh.” Rarity rubbed her head against Fluttershy so lovingly. “What will I ever do without you Fluttershy. Whenever I feel like my whole world is collapsing around me I know I can come to you and piece everything back together. I love you Fluttershy.” Rarity closed her eyes and smiled while she continued rubbing against Fluttershy’s cheek.

“What can I do now!!!? I’m Rarity’s lighthouse whenever she’s in a storm. If I tell her the truth she’ll push me away an-and never want to be close…her touch is so beautiful, something that I deeply enjoy from her.” Fluttershy just wanted to drop to her knees and just confess to Rarity. The truth will set her free but it can also tear the friendship she cherishes very much. This gamble is too risky, if she withholds the truth it will gnaw at her like a flesh eating parasite but in the mind, if she tells the truth she can say goodbye to one very important pony in her life.

Temporary grieve against mild prolong agony. Which one will be easier to handle?

Rarity quietly ended with the loving affection and waited for Fluttershy to say anything else.

Fluttershy didn’t say anything but continued walking at a pace that Rarity will keep up with and will continue following out of the need for an answer.

Both mares entered the humble cottage, Rarity noticed Angel doing a back flip in front of Discord and getting a carrot for doing a good job.

Discord noticed his best friend with company. “Ahhh, Fluttershy and dear guest, how can I be a service to you, uh.”

“Rarity.” She said.

Discord bowed before Rarity. “Let me get your coat.”

“Coat? What coat?”

“The one I got in my hand of course.” Discord held a nice fluffy white coat.

“Uhhh thank you.” Rarity still has to get used to Discord, it’s not that she doubts Fluttershy which after all the timid Pegasus did remove her Element to honor her word and to keep Discord in check but it’s the random humor that can be a tiny bit unnerving for the white Unicorn.

“You’re very welcome. Anyway I take you and Fluttershy want to have a bite?”

Fluttershy nodded.

“Well in that case.” Discord snapped his fingers making Rarity and Fluttershy drop down on some chairs with plates set before them, with what seems like a single bite size pancake in the center of the plates.

“What is this?” Rarity asked with slight little unnerving touch.

“It’s a bite.” Discord chuckled.

Fluttershy patted Discord's hand. “Oh Discord please be a good friend and give Rarity a yummy breakfast.”

Discord took off his chef hat. “Of course, of course.” He snapped his fingers making a wonderful breakfast appear in front of Rarity.

“Care for some juice?”

“Sure thank you Discord.”

A cup of cranberry juice appeared next to Rarity.

Fluttershy waved her hoof at Discord. “Can we please have some privacy and take Angel bunny with you.”

Discord picked up the bunny by the tail. “C’mon bushy tail dude, we’re going ice skating and then give you some cereal.”

Rarity looked up at Fluttershy. “You sure changed him for the better Fluttershy, I’m sorry I had doubt in you.”

“You doubted me!?” Fluttershy didn’t think Rarity will have doubt in her.

Rarity quickly drank her cranberry juice. “Sorry, I just you know worried a lot about you and I didn’t want to think about you spending too much time with that creature of mischief.” She giggled nervously.

“I heard that.” Discord said from out of nowhere.

“AHH!” Rarity nearly jumped out of her chair.

“Rarity don’t worry, that wasn’t Discord it was only the Discord lamp. It talks and just says that like a cuckoo clock.” Fluttershy said.

Rarity sat back down on her chair to eat her breakfast.

The yellow Pegasus watched Rarity eat with elegance. “I will confess…”

*Deep breath*

“Rarity, I need to tell you something…it’s something really important and I think it will have an effect on us.” Fluttershy got up to sit in front of Rarity; her ears dropped down and with difficulty looked into those azure eyes that for many times provided a sense of security.

Rarity’s mind saw this matter in a very serious light because of Fluttershy’s voice. She will not taunt Fluttershy with questions to futilely stop the inevitable from being told. “Tell me straight Fluttershy do not play me with little explanations of your reasons but please oblige me with the solid truth.”

Fluttershy lowered her head before nodding. “Rarity I-I…” *Deep breath* “I sent Spike to you and Twilight, when both of you made love.”

“Spike…?” Rarity felt anger at hearing Twilight’s name but to hear it after Spike’s name just made so right to let anger flow. “We did not make LOVE. Don’t you use that word to what Twilight did to me! She with her telepathy made me have sex with her and I couldn’t do anything to stop myself no matter how hard I tried! Twilight is not the Twilight she used to be, sweet, caring, adorable, and headstrong are all gone now…she isn’t the same Twilight that helped you find your strength against the red dragon and she isn’t the same Twilight tried to comfort me when Hoity Toity made that horrible review. But Fluttershy I will ignore that because the more important topic is this…” Rarity azure eyes lost their love. That love got replaced with scorn.
“Why did you involve Spike into this, WHY, I, ahem, why did you do this to him. Please Fluttershy, please tell me why you will do that to him.” Rarity strained to keep anger from overtaking her elegant lady poise especially if Fluttershy is with her.

“I wanted to hurt you, I-I thought you were with Twilight so I figured I will punish you by making you feel so much guilt for hurting Spike.” One half of the solid truth.

Rarity gasped silently causing the scorn in her eyes to be replaced with pain. “You want to hurt me. Fluttershy did I correctly hear what you just said to me…please tell me you misspoke or that you’re Discord in disguise playing a game on me.”

Fluttershy instinctively got behind her mane. “It’s me the true Fluttershy Rarity and yes I wanted to hurt you, really wanted to hurt you. I don’t why but I wanted you to feel pain for being with Twilight… So I thought by starting with Spike.”

Rarity got up from her chair to look out a window in order to comprehend every word Fluttershy just said.
“Fluttershy despite going through something so terrible. You wanted to hurt me? You, of all ponies had the intent to harm me your best friend, for what? How can you even come up with that kind of thinking!? You’re Fluttershy, the kindest pony in all of Equestria along with the purest of minds. I-I can’t understand or even trying to piece how you wanted to hurt me. It all just looks a lie. But this lie you’re telling has to be true since it came out of your mouth with sincerity.” Rarity saw her reflection in the window has a tear running down its cheek.

Fluttershy went over to Rarity to place a hoof on her shoulder.

“Don’t touch me.” Rarity didn’t even see Fluttershy through the window reflection but she knew Fluttershy is going to lay a hoof on her shoulder. “I can overlook your intents but what I will not overlook is you using Spike in this, he’s innocent so why will you harm an innocent mind that can’t even blame me for anything wrong.” Rarity can hear Fluttershy backing away from her.

Fluttershy can feel some wrong timed relief. “So you are not mad at me for hurting you?”

Hearing that almost made Rarity have the intention to just turn around and slap Fluttershy square in the face. Nevertheless, Rarity just can’t do such a thing to Fluttershy, not because it’s wrong but Fluttershy looks like the pony who will never forget such a thing and to Rarity that prospect is very hurting in the long run.
“I am mad at you Fluttershy. First violated and now this! How can you do this to me! Your friend…what have I ever done to you to deserve this from you! Was it because I used to be in love with Rainbow Dash? Forced you on stage during Hearth’s Warming eve?” Rarity stopped to go back to Rainbow Dash. “You know, I always thought that if you were going to be mad at somepony it will be Rainbow Dash. She always looked down on you whenever you got sad, she barely defended you from the cowardly bullies, she pushed you too much when you didn’t want to be pushed, and other things. Yet yo…” Rarity abruptly stopped.

“Rainbow Dash.” The white Unicorn moaned.

“Wha-what about Rainbow Dash?” Fluttershy asked cautiously.

“I had the date I’ve always desired with Rainbow Dash and I…I got to have a beautiful kiss with lovely Rainbow.” Rarity and Rainbow are made for each for each other. Even Luna but more importantly Cadance knows that, but Rarity will not try to obtain Rainbow’s heart nor will Rainbow try to obtain Rarity’s heart. They each came to a silent mutual agreement to love each other with caring Love and prevent that Love from ever growing.

Fluttershy placed her right hoof over her heart. “Oh Rarity I’m happy you got to have a wonderful date with Rainbow Dash.”

But Rarity got back to the topic at hoof. “Why Spike.”

“I wanted you and Twilight to feel guilty, Rarity I watched both of you have sex…I didn’t know you can do that breathtaking move. I felt so much anger at seeing you give Twilight so much euphoria…” Rarity turned back around to face Fluttershy with an expression that made the Pegasus shut her mouth like she said something offending Rarity.

“Run that by me again Fluttershy, say the last thirteen words again.”

Fluttershy said the thirteen words again and decided to add her other confession. “I am in love with Twilight, Rarity. But I did not know that she’s in love with you. When Applejack told me that both of you were dating I realized that Twilight is in love with you and also I’m sorry that Applejack only wanted to use you.”

“Can things get more complicated?” Rarity asked herself.

Rarity forced herself to keep her calmness. “Fluttershy I don’t care if you’re in love with Twilight all I care about is the fact you used my dear Spikey-Wikey and made him go through a lot of PAIN!! Ahem.” Rarity closed her eyes and took a deep breath to control herself.

Fluttershy came to see through Rarity’s reactions it will be useless to continue apologizing. All that Rarity cares about right now is Spike being hurt in all of this.

“I wanted his eyes to be opened. He needed to see that before I found that Twilight is the one in love you, he had to see that it’s futile staying in love with you. It’s normal in life that we feel pain and we heal.”

Rarity took another deep breath. “So you thought that it’s your own right to make Spike feel pain thinking that oh he’ll heal because it’s part of life so you can be with Twilight Sparkle! Well guess what Fluttershy, you crossed a line! You had no right to use Spike for your own benefit like that! Everypony is different! In mind and matter of thinking, you thought that just because he’s a gentle dragon stallion that he can just suck it and be expected to move on because that’s what society expects…” Fluttershy had to inject something.

“Dragon stallion? Rarity he’s a dragon not a pony.” Fluttershy corrected.

“Does it look like I give the slightest damn what my dearest Spikey-Wikey is!!? I love him with all my heart Fluttershy and you wanted to hurt me by hurting him! Look just because he’s a stallion does not mean you can expect him to just suck it up, stallions have feelings too you know but are punished by society if they try to reach out to anyone.” Rarity had to use her brother for an example. “In your flawed reasoning that Spike will just heal after getting hurt let me give you an example of a stallion that will not heal despite being heavily expected to do so. My little brother Gold Sky once told me that if and just if Octavia were to ever die he will never heal, he’ll just live everyday with no reason to live but will continue living through his immortality. Heck I bet he’ll try to commit suicide to escape the agony but with no success at all. Spike is the same like him full of love and yet a bit fragile if pushed to the edge by somepony like you.” Rarity stopped to collect more of herself.

Fluttershy looked down at her hoof that’s slowly scratching the ground. “Why are you mad about me using Spike and not mad at me wanting to hurt you?”

Rarity thought about this, Fluttershy is right. Why is she not mad at Fluttershy’s past bad intentions but mad at Fluttershy for hurting Spike.

Simple.

Love.

She knows if the tables were turned and Spike was in a position like this he too will be angry at why Rarity was hurt and not care about himself.
“Because you harmed my heart. Spike. My Spike, the dragon I love so much that I wanted to abandon my pony form and become like him so we can live happily ever after.”

The eyes of the kind Pegasus got wide, Rarity must truly be in love with Spike if she wanted to change what she is to be like the dragon she loves. What went through Rarity’s mind that will make her think like that? It’s unnatural especially since this is Rarity of all ponies! “I…sorry for hurting Spike. I just want to be with Twilight so much that I can’t believe how far from my true self I driven myself.” Fluttershy’s voice cracked and her kind eyes filled up with tears. “I never felt so ashamed when Applejack told me of your violation, I almost screamed at how heartless I became! I, just, just, just…let myself be taken over by anger! I’m so sorry Rarity please forgive me I didn’t mean to hurt Spike I only wanted to hurt you. My best friend who always took me into her arms whenever I felt the laughter of pain, who comforted me with wisdom, and a gentle kiss to the head accompanied with a smile to take away all fears, I can’t fathom how I came this low. Rarity…” Fluttershy moved forward to Rarity to place a hoof on her shoulder but Rarity moved back causing Fluttershy to fall down.

On the floor Fluttershy made no move to get up instead she just lied there wallowing in her guilt before succumbing to sobs. “Rarity, forgive me. Please.”

The white Unicorn simply looked at her friend crying on the floor, her azure eyes have no emotion to be shown. For what logical reason will she show emotion to the mare who not only hurt her but also hurt Spike, amazing how a kind mind can turn away from kindness to reach out for the cold heart of Twilight Sparkle.
Rarity figured Fluttershy did this all on her own and not through Twilight’s telepathy. Fluttershy is invincible but is weak to guilt. Twilight, Applejack, and now Fluttershy, three ponies she has knew all her life and three ponies who hurt her in varying degrees. The ponies she can trust now are Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, and Gold Sky. What has the world come to when the mare she trusts with everything is sobbing on the floor begging for forgiveness.

Somehow Rarity can now understand why Gold Sky committed so many suicide attempts. He wanted to be forgiven for something.

“Rarity please.” Fluttershy crawled to Rarity and took hold of her front right leg. “Please, I only wanted to hurt you not Spike.”

Rarity gazed down on Fluttershy. “Why? Does she think I can get over her hurting my Spikey-Wikey? But if it weren’t for her the spark for Spike may have never reignited. A bad intention with good end results. The shear probability is astonishing. Still…Fluttershy harmed my Spikey-Wikey therefore harming me.”

Fluttershy lifted up her teal eyes to look at Rarity. “Rarity, I wronged you to the worst of the worst way I can possibly imagine. I-I just need you to forgive me so I can go on without feeling this guilt over my head.”

Rarity pulled her leg out of Fluttershy’s grip. “You of all ponies will do this to me. You, you! YOU! YOU! YOU!!! What have I ever done to you. I saw you as a second sister and I only came to you when I need to discuss very important topics. Fluttershy I need to congratulate you.” In the way Rarity’s voice sounded with soft realization, Fluttershy felt like sobbing once more.

“C-c-congratulate me for what?” Fluttershy asked fearfully.

“For showing that nopony is who they really are despite knowing them for such a long time.” Rarity passed a hoof through Fluttershy’s pretty pink hair. “I love you Fluttershy and I know you love me.” On a whim of a plan Rarity turned around to head out the door.

“Rarity!” Fluttershy called out. “Please! Come back.”

“Perfect.” Rarity wanted Fluttershy to say that in order to add more effect the words she’ll will say. “Fluttershy I cannot bear to spend another minute with you. I need to go and to absorb everything you committed to me and Spike.” Rarity moved her head in a single circular motion with shrugging her shoulders once. “I still can’t believe you will have these intentions. Good bye.”

“Rarity please! I didn’t mean to, please Rarity! I just want to hug you!” Fluttershy started to cry again.

Rarity didn’t want to leave her best friend in such a hurt state however; Fluttershy has to be held accountable for her vendetta. “Good bye.”

Rarity walked out the door and softly closed it behind her.

Fluttershy’s extended hoof just dropped to the ground, she closed her eyes and frowned. “I lost Rarity oh my Celestia what I have done to myself.”

Discord came back home to retrieve something he forgot earlier only to find his dearest friend lying on the floor crying. Discord’s heart went out to Fluttershy, he went over to Fluttershy and carefully picked her up.

“Huh?” Fluttershy gasped.

“Ssh, ssh, ssh, it’s alright Fluttershy. I will make the tears stop.” Discord lovingly embraced Fluttershy. “Just like this.” Gently he rubbed the back of Fluttershy’s head to tell her he’s cares very much.

Fluttershy wrapped her arms around Discord’s neck. “Th-thank you Discord for being a great friend in my time of need.”

“No Fluttershy, I am always going to be your great friend no matter the time, no matter the situation.” Discord hopes his best friend will pull through.

***
Outside.
Rarity looked around absorbing all the undoubting facts of Fluttershy’s hurting plans for her. The azure eyes became pink with sad emotion. Rarity wanted to cry, how can Fluttershy turn into something like Twilight? Can lust even corrupt the invincible kind Pegasus of Equestria just like it corrupted the magical master Unicorn?

“Oh Fluttershy why did you have to hurt Spike like that…”

Angel bunny who is a few paces away from Rarity saw how sad she is, so he reached into his bushy tail to get a small handkerchief and tapped Rarity on the leg in order to get her attention so she can see him with a handkerchief.

Rarity noticed the bunny. “Thank you.” Her magic levitated the handkerchief to dry her eyes. “I only got Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, and Gold Sky now…oh Rainbow.” She took one last look at the cottage with a feeling to go back take Fluttershy into her arms but she can’t not until Fluttershy feels her due process for her actions.

Rarity thought of home. “Jump.” Nothing happened. “Jump.” Rarity repeated. Again nothing happened. Rarity cannot teleport back home, her mind is clouded with the pain of Fluttershy’s confession. “I will just wal…” Rarity remembered something. “I need to find Gold Sky’s armor before I go back home.”

The white mare trotted off to find the silver armor all while her heartbeat is slow and deep.

***

In the incredible crystal palace Princess Cadance stood near her balcony overlooking her beautiful empire, it’s a wonder that only her plus her dear Shining Armor can rule this vast land with the most beautiful emotion that she herself can spread with proficient ease.

Last night Cadance felt a tremor in the balance of Love, at first she became alarmed but with some reassuring from Yahshua, Cadance saw this tremor is the return of Octavia’s husband who she knows is the physical manifestation of Love.

“Gold Sky wherever you are I will be waiting for the day in which you shall see with great love in your heart instead of fear. I will never use my ability like that, especially against you, the son of our Father. I hope you realize how close we really are…through Father and blood.” Cadance’s horn glowed to bask the crystal subjects with her Love.

***

Sweetie Belle nudged Gold Sky off Rarity’s bed. “C’mon Gold Sky please get up from bed. I want you to stretch your legs.”

Gold Sky got up at Sweetie Belle’s asking. He stood up and looked down at Sweetie Belle who smiled up at him. Gold Sky softly placed a hoof on her cheek, if only he can express how much he loves every second he's spending with her right now.
“Sweetie Belle, I’m so happy.” Gold Sky said warmly.

“I know you’re happy Gold Sky because I’m happy.” Sweetie Belle pointed at the mirror. “Gold Sky I wonder if it’s alright with you, can I brush your hair?”

Gold Sky looked at the mirror, he can see Sweetie Belle with really wide eyes while she waits for his reply. Gold Sky went in front of the mirror and slowly sat down on his rump so Sweetie Belle can enjoy herself by brushing his long flowing hair. “You’ll be needing this.” He handed her a brush.

“YAY!!” Squealed the young filly.

So Sweetie Belle started brushing Gold Sky’s hair, with every stroke of the brush, his hair became smoother, longer, and shinier. Sweetie Belle couldn’t help but smile at this little activity, in her young mind she thought of how many little sisters brush the hair of their older brothers. Well oddly there are not many older brothers since strangely enough almost every child in Ponyville are fillies and those fillies have no older brothers. There’s Applejack though but she doesn’t count for the fact she’s a full grown mare and not a filly.

Sweetie Belle with brush in mouth moved her head slowly up and then slowly down with a tender stride like a breeze making a wave through a field of wheat. Gold Sky lowered himself so Sweetie Belle can brush the front portion. During the process Sweetie Belle shot Gold Sky a smile through her eyes.
Gold Sky smiled back through his magenta eyes.

“Hmm I wonder if he’ll look good with this sort of do since it’s mostly used on mares like Twilight and the Pink Pegasus with blond hair.” Sweetie Belle with her hoof moved some of Gold Sky’s hair to the front and brushed it down along with making some small ridge gaps to make this new do very noticeable to every first glance.
“There Gold Sky I’m all done.” Sweetie Belle got out of his way so he can see himself in the mirror.

Gold Sky turned his head to the right so he can fully see the length of his hair which went past the full length of his neck, at moving his head to the front so he can see the front part he finally saw what Sweetie Belle did. “Bangs? Are those bangs? Sweetie Belle you gave me bangs?”

*Squee!* Is Sweetie Belle’s reply. “Well don’t you look good with them? Because I think you do.”

“But I look like a mare.”

“Uhhh, a handsome mare?” Sweetie Belle responded with a slight broken giggle.

Gold Sky waved his hair the way like Rarity does. “Well it does look good on me in a weird kind of way. Do I look like a mare?”

Sweetie Belle went back for some distance and placed her hoof under chin. “Hmmm, get up, hold your head high, lift up your left leg, and move your right hind leg back a few inches. Yeah like that, like that! Now let me see. Yeah now you look like a mare. Hehehehe.”

Gold Sky got out of the pose. “Well at least you’re right about that Sweetie Belle. Any who aren’t you going to ask me about how my changed hair to this?” He got down to his knees so Sweetie Belle can get on his back.

Sweetie Belle hopped onto Gold Sky’s back and happily but carefully played with Gold Sky’s hair. “I think I finally figured out how your hair changed into this nice jet black. You ate some of Pinkie Pie’s mysterious breakfast cupcakes and the mysteriously ended up with your hair turning like this.” She placed her hooves on Gold Sky’s head. “I really li, err, love your hair Gold Sky. It’s so natural on you and it’ll look even better on a windy day when it’s flying all over your face.” Sweetie Belle rubbed her cheek against Gold Sky’s head.

Gold Sky felt Sweetie Belle’s love for him. He wanted to tell Sweetie Belle the true reason why his hair changed color, he opened his mouth but stopped himself. His psychologist duty reminded him that Sweetie Belle does not understand the concepts of death and mortality, her mind is still young and he cannot bear to place the fear of death in her mind. She will have to get older until he can show the memories he has of the heavenly paradise and tell the story behind the scars in front and behind his heart.

Sweetie Belle noticed a downcast expression on Gold Sky’s face. “Is there something wrong?”

The Alicorn will tell Sweetie Belle the story of his greatest sin but first he needs to take a little stroll to gain the courage. “Sweetie Belle where does Rarity keep her cloaks? Oh! Does she have Unique K cereal especially the one with chocolate pieces?” Finally experiencing some earthly hunger.

Sweetie Belle sort of wanted to freak out at hearing Gold Sky ask if Rarity has Unique K cereal. “You eat Unique K cereal!?”

“Yeah, uh just the one with chocolate pieces why are you so alarmed all of a sudden.” Gold Sky asked.

“Only mares eat Unique K cereal! It’s a mare’s cereal!”

“What!? Then how come Octavia likes to buy me that cereal?” Gold Sky felt another shockwave at saying Octavia’s name but he'll have to have put her in the back of his mind.

Sweetie Belle shrugged her shoulders to that part but she did point to the closet where Rarity keeps her cloaks.

Gold Sky went into the dark closet to look at the cloaks; he saw a black silk cloak and a white silk cloak hanging in the back of the closet. “Black means death and I went through that. I am Love so I shall wear the white cloak. The white light showed me a new life in the heavenly paradise.” So Gold Sky borrowed the white cloak, donned it on, and placed the hood over his head to conceal his face.

Meanwhile Sweetie Belle just looked at Gold Sky don the cloak, she forgot to mention the cloak he’s putting on was originally made for him by Rarity for his birthday so that is why the cloak fits so perfectly. “Hey Gold Sky can I put your hair in a braid?”

Gold Sky turned to Sweetie Belle to look at her. “Yeah sure.”

Suddenly Sweetie Belle jumped up in fear! “Gold Sky, your eyes!! They’re glowing!! YOUR EYES ARE GLOWING!!!”

Gold Sky looked at the mirror in the walk in closet. Sweetie Belle is right. His eyes are glowing grayish purple. “DANNNNG!!” Gold Sky ran out of the dark closet.
Instantly when the sun light shined into Gold Sky’s face his eyes stopped glowing.

Sweetie Belle told Gold Sky his eyes stopped glowing and amazingly through some thinking in her young mind she explained that maybe his eyes will only glow if he’s in the dark and will stop glowing once he enters the light.
Gold Sky tested out Sweetie Belle’s theory, after many time going in and out of the walk in closet, he congratulated Sweetie Belle for figuring out this little anomaly.

With that all done with, Sweetie Belle asked Gold Sky why he’s wearing a cloak indoors.

“Let’s go for a walk outside Ponyville I need some fresh air and some other things.”

Sweetie Belle remembered what Rarity told her but nowhere did Rarity say that she couldn’t go with Gold Sky for a walk, also Rarity only said to prevent anypony from entering the boutique and not going out. Plus Gold Sky has a cloak on; his wings, face, and eyes are concealed.

“Let’s go!” Sweetie Belle removed the chair and unlocked the door. She let Gold Sky out first; she happily trotted with big brother looking up to him with a wide smile on her face. “Can we go to the park?”

“Of course.”

Brother and Sister went to the park, the brother walked about with the sister around the park watching time flow with the wind. The fresh air gave him a feeling of a need to get away from telling the truth because he will feel pain, but pain has always been part of life. Like his parent’s death, leaving Celestia and hearing her cries every day, killing the innocent children of the Rouge clan, committing seppuku which had no effect on him, witnessing the fascists kill innocent children, being in a war, and leaving behind the greatest thing a stallion, no, a Father can have.

Gold Sky committed the greatest sin. A sin that when compared to the murdering of the innocent children, the sin is greater than that, because he chose to make that decision. He couldn’t do anything to save Ruby, even if he attacked the Chieftain, Ruby will still be killed…coerced. There was no possibility that promised Ruby’s life and no matter how hard he thought of it he had no other choice but to pick up the sword and save one life at the cost of one thousand four hundred and twelve.
When Gold Sky picked up his child for the first time, he felt peace. Love for the little griffon he found all alone and crying. Through the love and joy of fatherhood he thought he finally found the peace he needed to live every day to raise his child. However as Lauren specified, he refused to forgive himself so through that refusal came the cries of the children in his sleep that at first were just little nightmares that can vanquished by kissing his dear child on the head as she slept under his wing; undaunted, the nightmares grew into something much worse. Fear. The feeling of committed a harmful act to his child as he did to the innocent children made him wake up at night and place her on her own bed away from him only to find her under his wing in the morning. The nightmares evolved to their ultimate form by allowing fear to penetrate Gold Sky’s protective barrier of the core of his mind…when he’s awake and active. Visions of their faces, the feeling of the warm crimson liquid on his hooves, and the screams echoing in his ears like he’s committing the act at that very moment. His breaking point finally came when he yelled viciously at his child and the Razor almost took over. Luckily Gold Sky fought back the Razor and took his child into his arms telling her how sorry he is for yelling at her. He couldn’t bear for this to happen again because next time it will be something worse much, much worse; so he made the choice that is beyond any form of interpretation in set difficultly. He kissed his child good night for the last time, his telepathy did its work, and held back his tears as he handed his child to a griffon who promised to raise his child as her own. Gold Sky walked into the darkness crying for he failed his child as her father…he is weak and a coward. The greatest sin any stallion can commit.

Sweetie Belle in her nice eye to detail from which she undoubtedly picked up from Rarity, noticed how quiet Gold Sky is being. “Gold Sky will you please talk to me?”

Gold Sky pointed at an earthly mound and sat down with his little sister.
“I will tell…huh???”

At a distance from the brother and sister, is Soarin lying on the soft grass next to Dinky playing with little toy dinosaurs. Soarin has the day off and he chose to spend the day with Dinky while Derpy worked at the furniture delivery depot. Instead of practicing moves for the Wonderbolts.

Gold Sky shushed Sweetie Belle and perked his ears towards their direction while his horn glowed to enhance his hearing so he can hear both of them all while ignoring the blood flowing out of his nostrils.

Soarin had the Stegosaurus while Dinky had the Allosaurus.

“Yes, yes.” Soarin said in a serious accent for the Stegosaurus. “This is a fertile land and we will thrive. We will rule over all this land and we will call it, uh…” Not so good in acting. “This land!” But good at improvising.

Suddenly Dinky turned her Allosaurus towards Soarin’s Stegosaurus and with an evil raspy voice. “I think we should call it your grave!” Dinky wanted to giggle but she stayed in character.

Soarin’s Stegosaurus turned to look at the Allosaurus. “Aah, curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!”

“AHAHAHAHA!!” Dinky is amazingly adorable in creating evil laughs. “Mine is an evil laugh, NOW DIE!! RAWRRR!” Her Allosaurus is biting the Stegosaurus’s neck.

“OOAH, no sun!” Soarin is keeping himself from laughing.

“RAWWR!!” The Allosaurus roared while burying its sharp teeth into the Stegosaurus’s neck

“Oh dear Celestia in Canterlot!!” Soarin couldn’t stay in character anymore, he dropped the Stegosaurus and just laughed in happiness with Dinky. “Come here you!” Soarin lied down on his back and picked up Dinky, lifting her into the air and bringing her back down to the ground like she flying. “Look at you fly! You’re flying!”

Dinky squealed in enjoyment making Soarin happy. “Hey Soarin can I ask you a question?”

Soarin set Dinky next to him. “Of course.”

“In two weeks when you marry my mommy...”

“It’s three weeks Dinky.” Soarin corrected.

“Oh in three weeks when you marry my mommy, c-can I call you daddy?” Dinky asked with a nervous tilt to her head.

Soarin almost fell down to that question. He tried to talk but only his lips moved, inside of his heart a emotion of love for Dinky nurtured something that has lied dormant throughout his life. Paternal instinct. Soarin never thought he will ever be in this position, he loves Derpy and he loves Dinky who when told by her mommy is dating Soarin, she instantly took a liking to the stallion. Soarin grew to love Dinky every time he spent time with her not because Derpy asked him to but he wanted to form a connection with the little filly. Being asked to a daddy to this little filly who loves him very much is such a moment that'll forever be imprinted in the core of his rationale. Soarin slowly smiled at Dinky. “Yes, you can call me daddy and I-I ca-call you my daughter?”

Dinky jumped up into the air. “Yes, yes, yes!!” She rushed into Soarin taking the air out of him but wrapped her arms around his neck.

Soarin hugged Dinky. “I love you Dinky.” He said with joyful tears flowing out of his eyes.

“I love you too…daddy!”

Gold Sky’s horn stopped glowing.
The time has to come to let the truth flow from his lips.
“Sweetie Belle, I…I-I used to be a daddy. I used to be a daddy.”

The little filly’s jaw dropped at hearing this. She asked Gold Sky once when he’s going to be a daddy but he answered her perhaps never. “Gold Sky you told me that perhaps never that you wanted to be a daddy.”

Within the darkness of the hood his eyes glowed. “I did, but what I’m telling you right now is something that not even Octavia knows, nor Celli, nor Rarity, you, well you know now. Look Sweetie Belle you’re young and your mind is still not capable of fully understanding what I am normally or not immune from.”

“Death?” Sweetie Belle said on cue.

“Yes that. But I do know that you are capable of knowing what a coward is. Me.” Gold Sky motioned for Sweetie Belle not to ask any questions.
“I am a coward, a murderer, a weakling, and well given a second chance even after the angel of death touched me.” Sweetie Belle still sat by Gold Sky’s side, her love for him tells her he isn’t any of those things but despite being young she knows she’ll have a complete understanding once her mental cognition is fully developed. Being a filly that time will come soon and so will the questions for Gold Sky about the murderer part. “But I will tell you this Sweetie Belle, I once had a daughter beautiful like you, very kind, very, very loving, and strong. But unlike you a pony my daughter is a griffon. Her name is Gilda. I-I found her when I helped the griffons of the Griffon Republic destroy the Fascist rebels, after the Republic left the fascist former base I just looked around to find anything valuable and that is when I heard the cries of a baby griffon. She was all alone, nobody to take care of her, and sh-she just laid there on the floor crying. My heart went out to her so I took hold of her and flew back to the Republic. The president thanked me for helping the Republic forces so he gave me a home with everything I need for me and my little Gilda. When I looked into Gilda’s beautiful golden eyes something inside of me…L-L-Love…I became her daddy and she became my daughter. Oh how I remember that moment holding her in my arms just looking at her, I think so my love for her can grow…” Glowing tears fell to the ground.

“That night I learned a valuable lesson, Gilda can’t sleep alone. She always loved being by my side every moment of the day, every night she will sleep under my wing.” Gold Sky shook his head to get contain himself. “The first word she said is daddy. I…oh my Great Spirit…what have I done!!! I let myself be controlled by fear! My own daughter, I did what many will say is the right choice for her well being. But I know with all my heart that I committed the worst choice…” Gold Sky collapsed shaking with sadness. “Sweetie Belle, I left behind my daughter because I am a coward! I used my telepathy to suppress every memory she has of me, Sweetie Belle I don’t deserve to be a daddy ever!! Why else after ten years of marriage I and Octavia haven’t had a child yet!? I failed my daughter!! My daughter! The bond between the dad…father and daughter is greatest bond any stallion can have!” Gold Sky started to cry.

Sweetie Belle wrapped her arms around Gold Sky’s head. “Gold Sky, I-I don’t know what to say. Still, I love you very much and I understand.”

“Y-you d-d-do?” Gold Sky asked through his cries.

Sweetie Belle nodded. “When in fear we all do things that we regret.” Her words calmed Gold Sky down. “Let’s go back home. I think we had enough walking for one day.”

Gold Sky placed a hoof on Sweetie Belle and thought of Rarity’s boutique.

“Jump.”

*Poof*
Both ponies teleported just as Princess Celestia made a fly by over Ponyville.

Gold Sky removed his hood and turned to Sweetie Belle. “Sweetie Belle, can I have some time alone please.”

The filly nodded, so she went upstairs to give her brother privacy. “I knew there is a reason why he isn’t a daddy yet.”

Gold Sky slowly made his way up the stairs but along the way he stumbled. He did not fall down the stairs instead he lied sprawled all over the stairs still crying for Gilda. Then from out of nowhere he felt a hoof lovingly stroking his head. Gold Sky quickly looked up to see a white mare with beautiful red hair.
“Lauren, is that you??” He needed to make sure it’s really her.

The Archangel smiled at him and wiped away his tears. “Gold Sky, I told you, I will always be the Angel by your side.”

“Lauren…I know what I must do now.” Gold Sky said while he picked himself back up.

“I know Gold Sky, that’s why I’m here to support you and to give you this.” Lauren took Gold Sky into a motherly embrace. “Also I’m here to tell you that since you ate from the Tree of Life, your tissue regeneration will heal you instantly or in simpler words faster than the twinkle of an eye. Plus you can run faster than sound so you don’t need to ask Yahshua to help you. You can break that limit and go for as long as you want. Those are the limits you can break. Now Gold Sky tell me what you need to do.”

Gold Sky rubbed his cheek against Lauren’s shoulder.
“I will find my daughter and…tell her how I failed her as a father and ask her to at least forgive for being a coward and not being the father she deserves.”

Lauren wrapped her wings around Gold Sky and made sure her hair is near his nose, she knows that one way to calm Gold Sky down is to let him smell the scents of ponies he loves. “You look good with bangs Gold Sky and your eyes are very beautiful.”

“Owoanla iyéceca mitawa ina. Mitawa ina.” He unknowingly spoke in his native tongue.

“Yes, just like your mother’s, just like your mother’s.” Lauren kissed him on the head to remind him of her promise.

***
Rarity arrived at the spot where Gold Sky came down from the heavens, she let out a long breath remembering how Twilight almost defeated her but luckily Gold Sky arrived and protected her. She found every piece of the armor and with her magic picked it all up.

Rarity stopped to look at the nature around her, she remembered sitting on a hill with Gold Sky listening to the soft choir of the wind traveling around them.

“Rarity, do you know why the wind is so pleasant?”

“Is it because the wind just feels so good going through your hair?”

“Close but the reason why the wind is so pleasant is because the earth uses the wind to give hugs to everypony who has love in its heart.”

Rarity loves spending time with Gold Sky, why? He is just so insightful in things that seem mundane to the naked eye but upon magnification those things are much more detailed and beatified. Other reasons are she just loves him. He’s family despite what Twilight said, she does not understand why Gold Sky is the way he is and Rarity understands completely. On the other hand or hoof Rarity said something to herself. “Twilight is wrong. Gold Sky and I are now family by blood even though before that I always seen him as my true blood brother.”

The white mare then switched to Fluttershy, the meek of all meek ponies, how can Fluttershy ever come up with plans to hurt somepony? Especially her?

Fluttershy is not capable of hurting anything not even a bad tick that’s behind her left ear sucking the blood out of her.

But being a victim of Lust Rarity knows that Fluttershy has been corrupted by it. Funny how the two most powerful ponies who weld the Elements of Harmony can be taken over by that dark emotion and target her. It’s like the cruelness of the world just wants to make her suffer because she has the biggest heart. Somehow even if Gold Sky were to have some sort of advice for her past and present predicaments through his wisdom, Rarity figured Gold Sky will not share it with her since he comes to her for advice and will not give her any because she’s the older sister.

“Fluttershy is right, how did I move on so quickly? My anger and my love must be the reasons why. I can so use Spike’s loving touch right now.” Rarity cleaned some dirt off the shiny helmet to see her reflection. “Oh me just holding this helmet so I can see myself with Spikey-Wikey on the altar getting married. I can imagine Spike telling Gold Sky he’ll love me with all his heart and got nothing to fear. Great Spirit, thank you for Spike’s existence and for also allowing our paths to cross.” Rarity hugged the helmet like she’s hugging Spike. “But first I need to check on Gold Sky and Sweetie Belle or should I tell Rainbow Dash about Fluttershy.” Rarity looked down at ground with a look of confusion. “If I tell Rainbow about Fluttershy who knows what Rainbow will do to Fluttershy in retaliation, ooooh, I love Fluttershy too much. Why I am so forgiving of Fluttershy??”

“Because Rarity you have the biggest heart.” A strong nurturing voice said from behind.

“WAHAHA!!!” Rarity screamed! With lightning speed she turned around to see who spoke to her in that nice voice. “I…” Rarity can see an Alicorn with red hair.

“Don’t be afraid, Rarity, I am Lauren the Archangel.”

“La-La-La-Lauren…Ar-Archangel…” Rarity gasped.

“Yes and I am here to answer your question.” Lauren touched the left part of Rarity’s chest where the heart is. “Rarity, generosity is the first trait to be created in the heart. In the beginning when all the earth was created, the Father with his hands created Celestia and Luna to watch over the earth. You know why?”

Rarity shook her head with a dropped jaw.

Lauren kindly smiled at Rarity and gently closed the dropped jaw. “He made the earth so he can show his magnificence and gave it all to them to show how much he loves them. Just like you gave Spike your Love. Isn’t it amazing. That you contain the trait the Father had when he created Celestia and Luna. You’re very special Rarity, very, very special. Please say something, it looks like you went mute on me.”

“You’re very beautiful.” Rarity said while holding her breath.

“Aw, thank you. Anything else?”

Rarity finally got back to her senses. “Did Gold Sky ever see you in the heavenly paradise?”

Lauren sat down and with her wing motioned Rarity to sit by her. “Rarity I was with Gold Sky almost every minute in the heavenly paradise, you see he instantly became attached to me because he saw me as a maternal figure, I often brought him down to earth so he can check on Octavia, you, Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, and Gilda. Of course you couldn’t see him or me. So to answer some of the questions you asked, when Gold Sky said mother he means Celestia because she took him under her wing and made him her son, of course even though Celestia forgave him for leaving on his two hundred year journey Gold Sky hasn’t quite got his head around that which is why he still called Celestia Guardian Aunt until I opened his eyes to remind him that a mother’s love is undying along with the bond shared between mother and son. Also more importantly is Gilda.”

“Mm-mhm.” Rarity nodded.

“Gold Sky will tell you and once he does it will change your view of him. I know you promised him that you will always love him no matter what but promises can be broken Rarity. Many things will change between the both of you.” Lauren can see Rarity’s eyes get nervously wide.

“You mean I will stop loving Gold Sky and I-I will cast him out of my life! I WON’T DO THAT TO MY OWN BROTHER! I WON’T, I WON’T, I WON’T!! Nothing can ever take away my love for him, nothing!” Rarity declared.

This is what Lauren wanted to hear. “Good, I knew you’ll say that and from the look in your eyes you mean it. You are a strong mare Rarity even through that terrible event you still stand high with power and dignity. You are the only one who can help Twilight…” Lauren stopped on purpose so Rarity can interrupt her.

“What do you mean help Twilight?? Why will I ever think of helping Twilight!?” Rarity nearly shrieked.

The words that will come out of Lauren’s mouth will rack Rarity with the pain of truthful realism to the complexity of emotions in one’s mind that are created through unconscious thought because within the mind all form of decisions are connected. How cannot be explained but why is to keep one feeling alive…Hope.
“Because even though you haven’t realized it yet, you will forgive her and you will purge all the lust that has corrupted her once pure mind. The enormous pure sacred power of the Elements of Harmony rests on you. Save Twilight from this Lust and save your best friend. I know what I’m saying seems impossible but I know you will accomplish everything. You just like your brother will never back down from a fight. Oh…” Again Lauren stopped on purpose.

“Oh what??”

“You know why Gold Sky is deeply afraid of Cadance.”

Rarity quickly thought for a bit. “He’s uhhh afraid that Cadance will use her ability to make Octavia fall in love with somepony else or make him fall in love with somepony else. Even at his wedding, Cadance & Shining Armor came to congratulate him but I noticed a little bead of sweat on Gold Sky’s brow when Cadance hugged him. But why do you ask me about Gold Sky being afraid of Cadance? Is there something important between the two of them?”

“Perhaps. But I’m afraid you might get jealous.” Lauren said in anticipating eagerness.

Rarity tilted her head at the beautiful Archangel. “What do you mean jealous!? Why will I get jealous at something so tiny, jealously is very uncouth of me and I will not get jealous if it also involves Princess Cadance.”

Lauren took Rarity’s word. “You know of the Divine Trinity don’t you?”

“I think so??” Rarity said carefully.

“Good. The Father or the Great Spirit created Celestia and Luna in his hands. While the Son or Yahshua, created Cadance in his hands while Gold Sky he created indirectly as an egg and placed him in his mother’s womb. Now tell me something we all know about Celestia and Luna.” Lauren asked.

“They’re sisters?” Rarity answered.

“Yes they are and the Great Spirit is their father hence which is why he’s also called the Father. Now Cadance and Gold Sky were created by Yahshua, he is their father soooooo, what that does make them?” Lauren saw a little twitch under Rarity’s left eye.

Rarity hesitated for few seconds, she can already see why Lauren said she’ll get jealous. “Brother and Sister.” Rarity answered in a not very pleased tone. She is very protective of Gold Sky even though he’s much, much older and stronger along with feeling sort of hurt that both of Cadance and Gold Sky are truly related since they were divinely created.

Lauren sensed a wee bit of jealously inside of Rarity but more importantly is the sad expression forming. “Rarity don’t be sad.” Lauren took her into her arms.

“How can I not be sad that he’s Cadance’s brother…I…didn’t know.”

“Look you will always be Gold Sky’s sister and he will always be your brother. Not even he knows that he’s related to Cadance even after when they first met ten years ago so it will be very eye opening to him because Cadance already knows that he’s her brother but sometimes forgets his name. But still Rarity you will always be his sister no matter what, I know that for a fact with all my heart.” Lauren’s wise words always provide comfort.

Rarity thanked Lauren and asked about Sylva and Silver Wind, Gold Sky’s birth parents. Lauren explained how Gold Sky almost suffered a complete nervous breakdown when they did not recognize him in the heavenly paradise so Gold Sky had no choice but to let go of them.

“They were only his temporary mortal parents and the providers to his physicality. They did not create him but only brought forth the process of his development, nurture through their love, values, along being the reason why Celestia took him to be her son. Wow, I don’t know how I came up with that.” Rarity thought.

Lauren let go of Rarity. “I must go now.”

“Wait! So how am I supposed to help Twilight, if she is way stronger than me by both magic and physical strength!?” Rarity asked.

“You should not rely on your magic and physical strength. Your true strength does not lie on any of those two, stop looking to there for power, instead look into your big heart for strength after all your heart will give you limitless power but you will first need to learn how to weld that limitless power. Love is powerful but I know you will not abuse that power just like Cadance and Gold Sky.” Lauren carefully fixed Rarity’s hair as a gesture of a proper good bye. “I know you will succeed. I have faith in you.” With that Lauren gave Rarity a loving smile and went back to the heavenly paradise.

Rarity sighed. For one she can now understand why Gold Sky saw Lauren as a maternal figure. Two, Lauren has faith in her to free Twilight & Fluttershy of the lust in their minds. Three, Rarity has limitless power in her heart. Four, comes the task to figure out how to weld that power that probably surpasses Cadance’s power.

Her subconscious mind slowly grafted the words of the Archangel into the flow between the heart and mind. Altruistically, so to say in a reverse role of common occurring decency because when there is trouble whether it be tremendous or just adorably small, Twilight Sparkle is always the one to end that trouble. A go to Unicorn so to speak. So consequently if Rarity decides to see it in that kind of not so benign light, she will have to take care of this emotional kind of trouble caused by the pony who eliminates trouble and the pony who is just plain incapable of causing trouble. Amazing for such a dastardly responsibility to be given to her without even getting the useless mercy of being asked first.

Rarity looked at the silver armor to reassure her that she gave Twilight some painful punishment, however, at looking at the helmet she thought of Gold Sky’s biological sister, Cadance. Weird how she just thought of that simply by looking at the shiny metal.

“Love. If Cadance is Gold Sky’s sister then he must have some sort of explicable connection to Love.” Humorlessly to Rarity’s current flow of occurring reality Lauren reappeared before her causing a second trademark wahaha to jet out of Rarity’s mouth.

“Oh thanks for reminding me Rarity. Gold Sky is the physical manifestation of Love; he is the Emotion that is greatly ambient in your heart.” Lauren said.

Surprisingly Rarity’s lips moved with no words coming out just like the first time she laid her Azure eyes on the Archangel. “Woooo, how did you know to come down like on cue to fill me in on that above important detail!?”

Lauren’s horn glowed to make a halo appear above her head. “I am the Archangel, the third being in the Divine Trinity. That should properly answer your question, good bye my dear. I will be seeing you and your brother to give both of you needed encouragement. Both of you are in for the times of your life. Dangerous and Great.” Lauren shot out her wings, stood up on her hind legs, and from the heavens a ray of the brightest light shot down towards her causing her to disappear before Rarity.

“She’s just…oh dear me, I just can’t place any form of literary definition on the process of describing her.
Rarity’s magic picked up the armor and in her beautiful mind thought of her room.

“Jump.”

*Poof*

Rarity is The One to end this plague caused by Lust.

***

June Bug stacked the last flapjack on the sixteen year old porcelain plate she uses for guests, at setting the plate on the table she moved the fork a little to the left to align it in perfect parallel symmetry with the other silverware. “Ok flapjacks, check! Spinach and Topaz omelet, check! Apple juice, check! Bits of granola oat toppings for the flapjacks, check! Butter pecan syrup, check! Butter, Check! And napkins…? What the heck!? Where are the napkins, where are they?? Oh there they are inside my apron. Check!” Now everything is set for the helping dragon.

Spike on the other hand or hoof finally woke up and is just doing his normal bodily business in the bathroom, he washed his hands to the warm water while thinking in his innocent mind that he needs to apologize to Twilight for mailing her to Princess Celestia. In fact that is the first time he ever used his magical fire like that on Twilight and from feeling no cold feeling in his chest which means nothing bad happened to Twilight as a result of that little unthought-of experiment with his magical fire.

“Good morning Spike!” June Big greeted warmly. “How did you sleep last night?” She asked as she removed her apron.

“I slept well last night and if you don’t mind me asking but do you eat gems like me?” Spike noticed the enticing looking omelet on the table.

June Bug looked at the table with a slight look of confusion until finally getting the reason behind Spike’s question. “Oh!” June Bug did a nice little laugh. “That omelet isn’t for me it’s for you along with everything you see on the table.”

Spike’s pupils dilated while the food reflected in his green iris and he licked his chops allowing a drop of drool to slide down to his chin before dropping to the floor adding some of his bacteria to June Bug’s once sterile floor.
“So all that food is for me??”

June Bug pulled back Spike’s chair so he can take a seat. “It very much is, so please sit and enjoy this feast.”

Spike sat down, he grabbed his fork and knife to obtain a piece of the delectable omelet. At his eye level, the topaz shined brightly asking for his desires of attention like an open Venus flytrap that calls for the attention of a mere unsuspecting fly. However, instead of sticking the egg into his watery mouth, Spike turned to June Bug who sat across from him with a plate of flapjacks and fancy (French) toast. “Thank you, June Bug, you are a master at cooking breakfast.”

June Bug smiled with closed eyes at Spike. “You’re very welcome Spike!”

The dragon and adorable earth pony ate breakfast.
“So Spike how are you able to eat those gems? I mean those things are harder than stone and how about diamonds can you eat those?” June Bug asked.

*Crunch* Spike’s teeth turned a formerly intact topaz into a mess mixed with spinach.
“My teeth are nearly indestructible thus enabling me to eat those spicy diamonds and sweet juicy sapphires. Like my skin, Hey! Throw that knife at me right here on my chest.” Spike moved his bib out of the way.

“Uhhh, why?”

“Why not.” Spike made a point there.

“Ok if you say so.” June threw her knife at Spike’s chest with all the strength she has in every muscle of her body.

“Dinnnnnnnnng* The knife bended inward the instant the tip struck Spike’s chest.

“WOW!” June Bug yelled.

Spike wiped his chest clean. “My skin is impenetrable, pretty cool huh?”

June Bug nodded and thought of another question. “So Spike are you seeing anypony?”

Spike’s heart nearly jumped out of his chest, he loves Rarity very much and he intends for everypony to know about it because his crush for Rarity came to an end when it grew into Love.
“I’m seeing Rarity, the most beautiful pony in all of Equestria.” Spike said that sentence in the blissful voice that he has whenever Rarity is in his mind that makes Twilight roll her eyes with what seems like a smile on her lips and a aggravated eye roll from Rainbow Dash that displays insecurity.

June Bug dropped her fork. “Na ah! You’re kidding right!? Rarity, you’re seeing her!!”

“I am June Bug so why will I lie about that. I Love Rarity with all my heart and she loves me too…look at this.” Spike reached down into his unnatural side pocket to take out a picture he took with Rarity and handed it to June Bug.

“Spike, you are the luckiest dragon in the world and I give you my sincere gratitude that both of you are prosperous.” June Bug gave Spike the photo back with a warm smile.

“Thanks June Bug, it means a lot hearing you say that.”

June Bug picked up her cup to make a toast. “I propose a toast to you and Rarity.”

“Here, here!” Spike finally found the perfect occasion to say those words.

June Bug stood up on her hind legs. “May both of you by the best couple of all time.”

“CHEERS!” Both said before being taken over by laughter.

If only Equestria can have more adorable dragons and earth ponies like June Bug and Spike.

***
“Just a little more twisting to the right, reconnect the cold fusion reactor again, add some more heavy water, clean the lens, and there got my electron microscope back online.” Something very technological like Twilight’s electron microscope has to be powered somehow rather than to constantly feed it with magic all the time which then gets very under the nerves for any Unicorn even for a flawlessly organized pony like Twilight. So with a unlimited power source leaking from her faucet combined with electrolysis contained inside a magically permanent container lined with palladium (Pd) kindly created by Princess Luna, Twilight finally obtained a endless amount of electrons to help see into the world invisible to the naked eye.

“Ow!” Twilight pricked herself with a lancet to obtain a drop of blood and place it on a slide. “Time to see if my little fear is real or just a myth I created in blindness.”

The lavender Unicorn zoomed in, thoughtlessly hoping that she does not have a single glowing base of the epsilon code in her DNA. It will be kind of…wrong, for her to have that unique base given the fact she’s infected with lust.

The vision to her DNA became clearer with the passing milliseconds…Twilight can see many glowing bases.

“FRAK!!!!!!”

*

Ten minutes of just uttering pure obscenities later.

*
Twilight sat still on her rump thinking how can she allow this avoidable mistake to happen causing her body to be joined with an abundant trait she discovered in Gold Sky.
“That’s why I have been so caring recently to other ponies and quite hesitant when Rarity and I were fighting. Aaaah well at least I know that the carrier of this emotion is alive and I think I know where he’s hiding.”

Twilight closed her eyes to concentrate, she decided to use her telepathy to find Gold Sky and just shatter him right now than to wait. After a few minutes of telepathically scanning all of Ponyville Twilight found Gold Sky’s mind. “Perfect, time to go in.” So Twilight Sparkle stepped hoof into the galaxy of Gold Sky’s mind.

“WOW! His mind looks like the Andromeda galaxy and it spins! Huh?” A moving soft warm light appeared in front of Twilight. For a few seconds the warm light scanned Twilight until suddenly wrapped itself around Twilight giving her a loving hug. “Interesting. The love in his mind accepts me like I’m a part of him.” Twilight saw the warm light leave after giving her a nod, so Twilight walked about in different parts of the galaxy seeing happy images, hearing kind laughter, and feeling Love surround her. “I wonder since Gold Sky has no idea that I’m in here perhaps I’ll take a peek into his memories to see if he used his telepathy on Rarity.”

So Twilight arrived in front of the core of the galaxy she presumed that Gold Sky will store important memories here then right here should be the answer she seeks, after taking a quick deep breath Twilight waved her hoof at the core making memories flash before her like little monitors. Twilight studied each monitor. Gold Sky’s beginning, middle, end, and Genesis. Meanwhile. “Hey if I want to know everything about a stallion all I need to do is just look into his memories. Hahahahahaha.” That cheeky mare Twilight.

Twilight noticed one monitor of a particular memory, Twilight brought the monitor to her eye level and touched the monitor. “Whoa!” Twilight found herself living the memory. In this memory, is Gold Sky in his silver armor but his helmet is missing. In front of Gold Sky is a magical sentient Nightmare Moon holding him by the neck with her stardust mane, the beautiful but villainess mare got up on her hind legs, she pulled back her right arm, and with her full powerful strength punched Gold Sky in the stomach. Gold Sky moaned sharply to the punch, Nightmare Moon punched him again, then again, and again, again, and finally again until she let go of Gold Sky.

The Alicorn stallion lying on the floor started to wheeze loudly rapidly for a few seconds before vomiting huge quantities of sparkling blood onto the floor. Nightmare Moon turned her back to him to finish off Celestia whom she blindsided with a spell and Luna is nearby fighting with herself to keep from being corrupted by the real Nightmare Moon and Princess Cadance…well the magical sentient Nightmare Moon is lucky Cadance does not know how to teleport.
“Wh-where do you think you’re going?” Gold Sky said.

Nightmare Moon’s right eyebrow went up in unexpected surprise at hearing the stallion call out to her. “You just enjoy suffering do you.” She said as she turned to give her attention back to Gold Sky.

Gold Sky slowly staggered to get back up on all fours while his right eye is swollen shut, tissue regeneration at its breaking point but still healing his body, magic near depletion due to magical inexperience, collapsed left lung, broken ribs, shattered collarbone, near tears, burning sensation in his upper abdominal area because of the hydrochloric acid leaking out of his stomach…but yet he still stands with no intention to back down. Gold Sky struggled to breathe but he still managed to speak. “Y-you may have taken care of the Elements of Harmony by turning Twilight, Applejack, and Fluttershy into adorable little fillies especially Twi-Twilight who is just so cute.” Gold Sky coughed up more blood. “You blindsided Celli with a cheap shot spell you cheater and used your telepathy on Luna to make her unable to fight you and just be fighting her corrupted self. An-and Princess Cadance doesn’t know how to teleport bu-bu-but I-I’m still standing, we’re not through yet Nightmare. I will not let you hurt my mo-mo-mother!” Gold Sky collapsed; his body is still in great pain. “You want the mother, first get through the son.” Gold Sky got back up with his wings spread out to their full span.

Nightmare Moon grinned with heartless satisfaction.

“As you wish.”

Twilight got out of the memory. “Damn! I can’t believe I missed all of that because I got turned into a filly! But at least I was the cutest filly, time to check out another memory, maybe one from his childhood.” Twilight found one and surprisingly to her she finds this memory very heartwarming.

Princess Celestia is lying belly down on her bed reading some important state documents while next to her bed on the floor is little Gold Sky playing with a plush griffon toy. Next thing Twilight can see is a bright flash of lightning followed by a terrifying clap of thunder scaring Gold Sky to his core.

“Awwww! I can’t believe he was scared of thunderstorms how pathetic but still kind of funny!”

Before Celestia had the chance to figure out what dashed under her wing, Gold Sky almost screamed after another clap of thunder made its presence known outside the palace.
Princess Celestia picked up her wing to look at Gold Sky trembling with fear. “Why are you so afraid of the thunder Gold Sky? If it’s outside and very far from you.” She said in a regal calm voice.

“But, but it’s so loud and scary!!” He replied in a fear that can easily consume a child’s mind.

“Oooh Gold Sky don’t be afraid.” Celesta picked him up with her magic and brought him to her arms. “The thunder is never going to hurt you because I’m right here holding you in my arms my son. Mother will protect you from the thunder.”

Seeing this made Twilight place a hoof over her heart.

Gold Sky stopped trembling. “You mean that?”

Celestia smiled at him with motherly warmth. “Of course I do my son.”

“You promise?”

Celestia chuckled but chuckled out of relief that Gold Sky is now feeling safe. “I promise Gold Sky, I promise.” Celestia kissed him on the head and hugged him tight.

Twilight got out of the memory and looked to another; she decided to avoid memories that have Octavia in them since probably most of them are just plain lovey dovey stuff. “Hey I remember this one!” Twilight went inside the memory.

Gold Sky had a half dozen bouquet of daffodils along with today being Hearts & Hooves day and from hearing Sweetie Belle say that Twilight just stays in the library reading about the day rather than enjoying it made him feel that maybe if Twilight doesn’t mind he’ll bring her some flowers and treat her to lunch.
Gold Sky stood on the doorstep, he didn’t know why he’s sweating if he’s just here to make Twilight happy. This is not a date but yet it felt like one, curse his uneasy feeling.
“Well here goes nothing.” Gold Sky knocked on the door.

After six seconds Twilight answered. “Oh, uh, it’s Gold Sky right?”

“Mm-mhm.” He nodded.

“So what can I help you with on this nice day?” Twilight asked.

Gold Sky reached for the daffodils and handed them to Twilight. “I got these for you Twilight.”

Twilight’s face turned into cute confusion while her magic took hold of the bouquet. “Are these for me?”

Gold Sky smiled. “Well since I handed them to you and you’re holding them then yeah they’re for you.”

“Daffodils! They’re very beautiful, so aromic, so elegant…SO THOUGHTFUL! I LOVE THEM!! Thanks Gold Sky!” Twilight went up and hugged Gold Sky the same way she hugged Rarity when she got her birthday dress.

Gold Sky felt very happy at seeing Twilight smile. “Hey you want to join me for lunch? I hear today’s Hearts & Hooves day specials are good!”

Twilight pulled back her head to nod at Gold Sky. “Yeah let’s go!!”

*Sigh* Twilight moved the monitors out of the way. “I can’t believe he did that just to make me happy. I guess that’s what Love does.” Twilight touched the core of the galaxy. “Oh looks like there some memories that I didn’t spot at first.” Twilight touched them but nothing happened so she touched them again which proved to provide the same results. “AH! I see what he did, he created a telepathic block around these memories so nopony can see them I think not even Celli, Luna, and Cadance can see those memories. Hmmm I wonder what they are?” Sadly curiosity got a hold of Twilight, she tried again and again to see what the memories are but just can’t. “Wait a minute! I got telepathy; I can just use thought implication on Gold Sky which will make him unblock the memories.” Twilight concentrated to make Gold Sky unblock the memories, her telepathy entered the bright core.

*PING!*
Yellow ripples moved across a transparent wall. “WHAT!! YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! GOLD SKY CAN BLOCK THOUGHT IMPLIMATION!!” Twilight went to full power. “Again!”

*PING!*
Gold Sky’s cutie mark shined brightly on the wall once the yellow ripples smoothed out. A turquoise hollow diamond with a golden heart inside made Twilight mad. “I don’t care about his Chero cutie mark! I guess what he lacks in magical ability he makes it up for his telepathic ability, hmm I guess he’s really afraid of somepony putting thoughts in his head wonder who…pfft, it’s Celli obviously, guess the son really fears the nurturing mother. Anyway now that I know he’s here in the boutique and alone with Sweetie Belle, I can walk to the boutique so I can make him lower his guarrrrrrrrrr…what the hell is that!?” Twilight looked at a monitor of a memory. She touched it to enter.

Gold Sky is begging a stallion and mare to please spare him.

“Who are they? I can’t see their faces?” The faces of the stallion and mare are blurred.

A thick red line ran across Twilight’s face at seeing stallion mount Gold Sky. “Oh my Celestia, is the stallion going to do what I think he’s going to do?” Half of Twilight’s question got answered at seeing the mare have her way with Gold Sky.

“AHH!” Screamed Gold Sky.

*GASP!* Twilight’s ears dropped and her eyes widened at witnessing this horrendous act. “Don’t look!” But Twilight still looked. “Get out now!” Twilight got out of Gold Sky’s mind.

The lavender Unicorn’s extraordinary mind connected bridges. “He must have been drugged which will explain why he got violated plus the drug must of prevented him from remembering who they were.” Twilight placed a hoof on her head. “Can’t believe that happened to him…I can already tell he’s going to distrust all stallions.”

Twilight got out of her lab, seeing that telepathy will not be of any use to her she will have to rely on going to Gold Sky, use her smart tongue to talk him into lowering his guard and then teleport before Rarity appears because once Rarity sees her she’ll ask Gold Sky to use his telepathy to expose the truth. Twilight is amazed that Gold Sky’s mind is just so oblivious to her presence, along with not finding any trace of the Razor in there so she can figure out how come Gold Sky didn’t turn into the Razor when protecting Octavia but turned into it after thinking she died. She cannot decide to start with Fluttershy or Gold Sky but since the latter is with Rarity it will be wise to take him out first.

While heading up the stairs Twilight just thought of the memory where Princess Celestia is comforting a young Gold Sky. “So Gold Sky is her son but yet he’s not royalty? Hmmm…who cares. I doubt he wants to be royalty anyway.” Twilight went to her refrigerator to drink a cup of cold water. “But it’s so sweet seeing Celli tell him he’s safe in her arms, ooooh she’s such a loving mother and Gold Sky is lucky to have such a mother. I’ll give him that.”

Twilight left the library. Slowly cantering to the boutique to end one problem once and for all.

***

“I feel different now. Different in a way that can make a nihilist find purpose in existence which will enlighten that individual to hope. I know I can make this work between me and her; she is my mother after all and everybody deserves a second chance like the story of the prodigal son. But I don’t know how to start. Well I can always ask Celli for help and she should be more than willing to help me once I tell her everything.” Octavia stopped to look at a stained glass window. The window shows Princess Celestia with the sun above her head and she with wings spread out over the dear subjects of Equestria, Princess Celestia always strives to seen not as a Princess by her subjects instead she strives to be seen as the caring mother who loves her subjects and desires the best from them.

Octavia and Harmonic Breeze, Daughter and Mother, a relationship sealed through the mother who with her heart sees her daughter as a young filly becoming a mare who will enter a world where the daughter will face hardships but when the daughter needs to think of a strong mare the daughter will think of her loving mother. Because the mother nurtures her daughter with Love, a will to see life through the eyes of strong virtue, a mind filled with compassion and no ill feeling to judge what should not be judged, respect to listen to the correct feelings from their hearts, and more importantly they learn to have the belief that everyone is good at heart. But unlike the many daughters in Equestria who have many loving traits passed down from their mothers, immortality is not one of them.

Octavia feels Harmonic Breeze may not have much time to live after her son is born. Octavia with her mature but now immortal grade mature mind sees gray hair as a sign to one’s life close to the end. That may not be true but Octavia who is not born an immortal sees signs of old age as near to the end rather than another stage to life.

Princess Celestia listened to a maid tell her that all the certain rooms in the palace have been locked with magic and nopony can get in. Celestia thanked her maid and went to the kitchen to make some delicious sweets for two lovely mares. Meanwhile inside the vastness of Celli’s mind a little thought to a small memory came on as she made the delicious sweets.

Celli asked a nearby maid to please leave her alone in the kitchen.

“Your wish is my command your majesty.” The maid bowed down and left Princess Celestia alone in the kitchen.

“Why do I see my son in the day but don’t see him in the night. I will rather have dreams than to have visions of the past times we spent together, but the night took him away from me.” Celestia looked to a counter on her left side. She’s experiencing a vision.

*

With the help of a stool little Gold Sky is covered in flower, gooey cookie dough, and milk he spilled when he tried using his magic for the first time. “Guardian Aunt, do I stir the cookie dough now?”

Celestia’s magic dried up Gold Sky’s milk soaked hair and nuzzled his head affectionately. “Will you like to stir with your magic or just stir manually?”

Gold Sky looked at Celli with a tilt plus an expression of question. “Manually, what’s manually? Is it some kind of a book to make cookies?”

Celestia nuzzled him again. “No my son. Manually means you do things without using magic.”

“Oh.” Gold Sky smiled at Celli. “So I don’t have to use my magic to make cookies?” His voice had optimism.

Celli placed a hoof on Gold Sky’s head. “Well I wouldn’t put it that way my son, you don’t have to use your magic for every little thing but using magic makes doing things easier instead of just relying on your mouth and hooves. Besides being an Alicorn like me you will learn that magic will be part of our everyday lives.”

“But I’m bad with my magic because I’m making a mess to bake us cookies.” Gold Sky said at pointing to the rather huge mess that even the most veteran servant will faint to.

Celestia shrugged her shoulders. “That’s why mother is here Gold Sky.”

“To stop me from making a bigger mess?” He earnestly asked.

“No my son.” Celestia placed a hoof under Gold Sky’s chin to show him how he came up with the wrong little question. “I’m here to make sure you learn how to bake cookies the right way.” Celestia giggled making Gold Sky feel happy that he made mother happy. “Now to answer your question, it’s time to stir the cookie dough so the chocolate chips will spread out easily.” She handed him a small plastic spoon which he took hold with his mouth.

*
"He always tries very hard to please me and he just loved it whenever I hugged him. Well I got to ignore the visions, after all Father told me Gold Sky is very much enjoying the heavenly paradise. So at least my son is finally free from the blood he spilt.” Celestia poured some chocolate syrup in the two glass cups along with a secret ingredient that is always used for really minor forms of payback. “There that should add to the taste and to the fun.” Celestia stopped to look left and right just to make sure nopony will be around to see a drastic change from her regal composure. Celestia giggled like a young filly that took a candy and ate it before dinner.

Octavia found Princess Celestia in the kitchen placing whip cream on the last chocolate milkshake.
“Celli, can I tell you how my day went?” Asked the gray mare.

Celestia turned to Octavia. “Sure here have a seat.” Celestia got a stool next to her.

But when Octavia was about to sit on it… “Wait!”

Octavia stopped in mid-process.

Celestia looked at the same stool little Gold Sky used years ago for a few seconds before allowing Octavia to sit on it. “So…how did it go with your mother Octavia?”

Octavia adjusted her bow-tie before answering. “I forgave her and I forgave Luna along with finding out that Rainbow Dash is the main reason I and Gold Sky began our relationship.”

“Ooh.” Celestia said in a amused manner for which she overlooked Harmonic Breeze and Luna in interest and instead focused on how Rainbow is the main reason. “How is Rainbow Dash behind you and Gold Sky’s relationship? I’m just very astounded at hearing this.” Truly, Celestia is really astounded.

“As she said, it all started before my first date with Gold Sky. He went to see Rarity for advice but wasn’t available so Rainbow came down to offer her advice to him which he happily took without any second thoughts, a decision that proved to be great. Rainbow showed him to cle, oh, I mean preen his wings, helped him with his now sporadic speech impediment, gave him confidence, and uhhhhh, well I find this part to be very funny.”

“How funny Octavia?”

Octavia rubbed her chin. “Rainbow is Gold Sky’s first kiss.”

Celli’s ears perked all the way up.

“SAY WHAT!?” A upside down Pinkie Pie asked next to Princess Celestia.

Celestia pushed Pinkie Pie back up and out of view. “Hey this isn’t your scene yet!” Celestia turned her attention back to Octavia. “Rainbow is his first kiss!? How?”

“She asked him to kiss her to see if he’s a good kisser.”

“Was he?” Celestia asked.

Octavia laughed lightly. “I’ll put it like this if it weren’t for that or Rainbow Dash for that matter, I may have never married Gold Sky. Her and Gold Sky are good friends and I owe her so much, what do you think Celli?”

“You should thank her again and take her out to dinner as sign of gratitude. Also I’m glad you forgave Luna and your mother, I take you told her about your son.”

Octavia exhaled while reaching for one of the chocolate milkshakes. “I plan to slowly introduce her back into my life and to let her be a part of my son’s life. Not too much but be there in his life also if I recall. Gold Sky is your son soooooo you will be my son’s grandmoth…oofmh.” Celestia stopped Octavia by placing a hoof over her mouth.

“Please don’t call me that. It makes me feel old! How about you call me something else but please don’t ever call me that. I may be between five to six thousand years old or maybe even more because I lost count after six thousand, I think, but don’t make me feel old. Nevertheless! I am glad I will be part of your son’s life, thank you Octavia for allowing me to have a chance to hold my son’s son.” Celestia looked away to let out a sigh. “I always wished to one day hold the descendent of my son and my wish finally came true.” Celestia stopped and resumed. “Even though my son and your husband is gone he is still alive in our hearts and through your son.”

Octavia pushed away the chocolate milkshake because she remembered Harmonic Breeze’s question about Gold Sky. “Celli, since Gold Sky is your son shouldn’t that make him make royalty like you, Cadance, and Luna? Sure I know there’s Prince Blueblood but he never does anything important, of course don’t get me wrong I don’t care at all about Gold Sky being royalty or not, all I want to know if…you ever thought of making your son a part of the royalty?”

Celestia answered Octavia by entering her mind to show her a flashback to when Gold Sky was two years old.

*
“Gold Sky.” Celestia said lovingly. “Do you want to be a Prince?”

Gold Sky thought while looking at his mother’s crown. “I can’t be a Prince.” He said.

“Now why’s that my son?” Celestia asked affectionately.

“Well uh you’re a prince and being a prince is your job and I am not a mare like you!” Gold Sky said while hugging Celestia’s right front leg.

Celestia smiled warmly at him, she didn’t have the heart to tell him that prince is for stallions and princess is for mares. It’s just too adorable to correct him plus if she did he will say no because he’ll think he will just spend all day sitting on the throne instead being outside with mother.

Octavia almost fainted at seeing her dear Gold Sky so young along with seeing how cute he got confused with Celestia’s question.
Celestia fast forward to after a few weeks Gold Sky came back from his two hundred year journey.
“My son, I know I asked you this question before but I think it’s time that I ask you again, now that you’re fully grown.” Celestia got close to Gold Sky to rub his cheek and smile at him. “Do you want to be a prince?”

Gold Sky closed his eyes and frowned while pressing Celestia’s hoof harder against his cheek.
“I-I can’t not now, not ever.”

Celestia continued smiling. “Gold Sky, I’m a Princess not a Prince and I think you’re old enough to be a prince and you are my dearest son. So what will it be?”

“No.”

Celestia’s smile turned into a lukewarm expression. “Why my son?”

Gold Sky opened his eyes to look at Celestia, he will tell her five reasons why he doesn’t want and deserve to be a prince. “Why will ponies want to follow a sinner, weakling, coward, murderer, and a suicide? I just can’t be a prince, mother. I am never meant to be a prince because you’re perfect and I’m not. You are the equation of perfection of being a Princess, I am not perfect, you have never committed a sin mother, nor has Luna and Cadance. I have committed many…to make me a prince will be a sin on your part. I refuse to be a prince, I absolutely refuse. I-I’m sorry mother, I don’t mean to fail you but I’m not prince material. Ever!” Gold Sky went up to Celestia hug her. “I love you mother.”

Celestia hugged Gold Sky back. “I love you too my son.”

*
Princess Celestia got out of Octavia’s mind.

“Wh-wh-wh-what…he, he is a murderer? My Gold Sky is a mur-mur-murderer, Celli, he can’t be a mur-mur-murderer. I-I don’t understand.” Octavia started to feel pain at seeing this memory, she can’t deny it because she knows Gold Sky’s voice is full of truth and not lies.

“Oh no!” Celestia remembered that Gold Sky never told Octavia about killing the innocent children of the rouge clan.

“I-I, Gold Sky he killed…he did suicide.” Octavia became lightheaded.

“Can’t believe I have to resort to this. Octavia please forgive me.” Celestia entered Octavia’s mind, wiped away the part where Gold Sky said his five reasons and left the rest of the shared memory there. Octavia needs to move on in order to be a good mother to her son.

Octavia’s eyes spun around for a bit while her mind got reworked through Celestia’s telepathy.

“There, now she’ll see the memory for the first time again.” Celestia thought.
Celestia saw Octavia almost faint at seeing Gold Sky so young and her head tilting at hearing Gold Sky say it will be a sin on Celestia’s part to make him a prince.

Celestia continued on cue. “Now you know why Gold Sky is not a prince. He will not go into detail and I will not force him to be something he does not want to be of course I always dreamed of seeing my son with a crown but that is my dream and not his. Pretty funny wouldn’t you say? Dreams are just little hopes and Gold Sky does not believe in hope, he told me himself that hope is just another word for desire and hope is just a something that is created to calm children down when they’re scared.”

Octavia began to rub her belly but she felt something different. “Strange?”

“What is it?” Celestia asked.

Octavia pointed to her belly. “I feel a bulge.”

“A bulge?”

Octavia nodded before gasping. “I’m only one month and so quickly my belly is bulging? I-I need to go see Nurse Redheart! Something could be wrong! Something is wrong!” Suddenly tears began to form in her grayish purple eyes.

First mood swing.
Celestia’s suspicions came true. “So quickly in her second trimester. But it’s only been more than one month, hmmm, her child is developing at a much faster rate than normal pregnancies. Well this is new and I guess it must be a side effect of immortality or part of the laws of Immortals- Immortals cannot take their own lives. Immortals must never allow themselves to be consumed by mortal instincts. Immortal offspring will grow much faster than mortal offspring. Immortals must always stay who they are and never depart from their true form. So Octavia’s child will be the second true born immortal because Gold Sky is the first true born immortal Well, I always find it odd of the given features from the Divine. ”

Octavia reached for the chocolate milkshake to drink down some needed comfort.

Celestia’s immediately snatched the milkshake out of Octavia’s grip.

“HEY! What is your problem Celli!!?” Octavia yelled.

“Uh Oh, now she’s angry.” Celestia said in her mind. “Great, I forgot how troublesome mood swings can be.”

“You can’t drink any of those milkshakes Octavia.” Celestia said.

“How come!” Octavia’s shout made some of Celestia’s flowing mane ruffle up.

Celestia got near Octavia’s left ear and whispered why.
“Ah huh, ooh. Really! They did that to your teeth, hey that might actually get them back. I think that’s some form of friendly payback with funny end results.” Octavia angry mood went away to the whispers.

Celestia smiled happily at this change in Octavia. “Anyway they should be arriving any time soon, of course until then, you should have talks with your mother, get to know her little by little, go to her house and feel its homeliness a thing you were denied from her. I know it might be hard but both of you will reconnect. Still, why the sudden move to bring her back into your life?”

“Because it’s the right thing to do and I can’t just let her die without me saying goodbye.” Octavia flicked her mane to the right at thinking of the day of her mother being in a deathbed.
“How is it that I am already thinking of my mother in her deathbed? Is it some kind of emotion that’s making me feel like this?”

Celestia nodded. “You’re just thinking of a set future, a future that is already written in stone. You should not be thinking of that future because the future is never set. The future is always unknown and it can be anything through your decisions. That is what helped me after Starswirl died. I never know what future holds so that gives me something to look forward to. Like my sister coming back to me, finding a student that has unlimited potential to be something more, and having a son. All these things I never knew will happen. You will see that your mother is the last piece of your former mortality that is why you’re thinking of this. Your last piece of mortality is over the minute your mother dies so I guess it will do you good do to at least enjoy the last piece of your mortality before it completely goes away. Come here.” Celestia took Octavia into her arms. “You will always have your son to help you live your endless life and you will have grandchildren, great grandchildren, and great-great grandchildren to see them grow before your eyes. This is a future you should be thinking of because it has a high probability of happening.”

Octavia closed her eyes and rested her head on Celestia’s shoulder to bask in Celestia’s infinite wisdom, she wishes Celestia to always give her the wisdom she needs. “Thank you Celli. Your words will always calm the storm inside my mind.”

“Don’t thank me Octavia, just enjoy our time together.” Celestia sensed Luna & Rainbow Dash approaching. “Also you may want to enjoy the coming spectacle.”

Octavia let go of Celli and turned to the sound of approaching hoofsteps.

Luna & Rainbow Dash entered the kitchen to find Octavia so they can give her Harmonic Breeze’s home address.

Celestia shot a wink at Octavia. “This is where the fun begins.”

Octavia waited for the fun to start.

Celli cleared her throat. “Luna, Rainbow Dash I made you two some chocolate milkshakes because I know how Rainbow Dash just loves chocolate, don’t you Rainbow Dash.”

“You betcha your highness.” Rainbow took one of the milkshakes and gave the other to Luna. “Thank you, very much.”

“The pleasure is mine.” Too bad the loving couple failed to notice a hint of mischief in Celestia’s voice.

Luna chugged down the milkshake without a care about Celli’s strict upheaval of the royal figure.

Rainbow adorably licked her lips after taking the last sip of the chocolate milkshake.

“Thanks sister.” Luna said after cleaning her mouth.

“Oooof course.” Celli replied.

A long pause fell over the four mares. Suddenly Rainbow felt a weird fast tingling in her abdominal area. Luna too felt her stomach acting strange with loud noises coming about.

A really strong tingling between Luna’s & Rainbow Dash’s hind legs came.

“Uhh, I-I’ll be right back, bye!” Rainbow flew off.

“Me too!” Luna also flew off.

Celestia reconnected with Octavia’s mind.
“Let’s watch the hilarity insure.” Celestia connected with Luna’s & Rainbow Dash’s minds.

“Bathroom!” Rainbow shouted. “Oh great the door is locked!”

“Don’t worry Rainbow I’ll unlock it! Oooooh gotta hold it!” Luna’s horn glowed to unlock the door but can’t due to a magical seal that can only be unlocked by Celestia herself. “No! Uh let's use my restroom!”

Both mares dashed to Luna’s restroom only to find it magically locked.
“To the barracks! Quickly!!”

Octavia and Celestia laughed at seeing both mares just struggling to hold it in.

The bathrooms to the barracks are locked, so is Celli’s restroom, all of the guest room’s restrooms, maids’, servants’, chefs’, and Delta Scorch’s too. “No, no, no, no!” Rainbow is shaking to contain everything. “I can’t hold it! Hand me that helmet!”

“No Rainbow, you’re not using Delta’s helmet! Just follow me to the gardens!”

“What did you put in those milkshakes Celli?” Octavia asked.

“I put the most potent laxative I can find. Hehehehe they never knew what hit them.” Celestia held up her hoof in front of Octavia.

*Hoof bump*

On a tower near the gardens a golden armored guard finished taking his prescribed insulin injection. “Woooo, that feels good! Huh?” He noticed a streak of dark blue go behind a big bush. “What the heck is that?” So the guard peered through his spyglass. “Holy mackerel! Princess Luna is doing her business behind a bush! Oh this is so classic!”

“Rainbow did you bring the bath tissue!?”

“What bath tissue! Move!!” Rainbow eagerly relieved herself behind the bush. “Ooooooooooooh…yeah”

“No bath tissue! What is wrong with you!? Now what are we suppose to clean ourselves with!” Luna said through sighs of relief.

“Celli, you got them good!” Complemented Octavia.

“Leaves, I’m not using leaves!” Rainbow pouted.

“Well too bad! If you brought the bath tissue like I asked you to then we wouldn’t have to use leaves, now just suck it up and clean yourself! Uh oh! Not again!” Luna saw she’s not done and so did Rainbow.

Celestia got out of their minds. “I think they’ll be there for a while, any who what will you say if I suggest a visit to Nurse Redheart so she can check on your son and perform an ultrasound.”

Octavia nodded. “That sounds like a great idea and can Candance come along too?”

“Of course, just let me get her.” Celestia took a few steps back from Octavia and thought of the Crystal palace. *Poof*

Octavia waited for a few seconds for Celestia to reappear with Cadance.*Poof*

“Cadance!” The gray mare said happily.

“Octavia!” Cadance went up to Octavia and gave her a warm hug.

“It’s good to see you again Cadance and thank you for accompanying me and Celli.”

“I wouldn’t miss this for the world!” Cadance flapped her wings in delight.

“C’mon you two. Nurse Redheart won’t be waiting all day.”

All three immortals cantered with high spirits to hear the heartbeat of a new life.

Along the way, Celestia reconnected with Luna’s & Rainbow’s mind just to see how they’re doing.

“OH NO!! THESE ARE POISON IVY LEAVES!!!” Luna screamed.

“So not good!!” Rainbow said as she felt her bottom itch.

Octavia and Celestia looked at each with little cute smiles.

*Wink*

***
Isao sat down two meters from the mother and son. He’s watching them eat along with thinking what to do with them once the Fascists take over the Republic, he does not want them to be harmed especially the boy who is just a innocent child but also the mother too because a child needs its mother. Isao is pretty perplexed, he and his assassins are no way brain washed by the fascist ideology but his assassins will do anything for their payment because they have lost their code of honor when they saw how easy it is to kill and collect a huge sum of gold. Isao maintains his code of honor because he is a descendant of the griffon who founded the Assassins. Every griffon in that bloodline keeps their honor a part of them which very much makes them who they are.

The mother turned to him. “Please Mr. Isao join us.”

“Sorry, I can’t.”

“Pleasssse.” The son asked.

*sigh* “Fine.” Isao took his place on the table.

Isao began eating some beef and grapes, while eating he turned to look at the mother who smiled at him and then he turned to the boy who also smiled at him. Obviously they don’t see him as a threat despite being deep in the enemy camp, hopefully they don’t trust him. Wouldn’t that be a cruel joke.

“Are you a leader?” The boy asked.

At first Isao wanted to tell the boy to be quiet and not ask him any questions but seeing that it’s a normal question any child will ask he decided to answer the question. “Yes, I am the second in command.”

“Why?” Asked the mother.

“You too, I mean because I made a contract and I must honor my contract to its entirety. Look I know you’re thinking what am I doing here with the fascist. Well the answer is very simple, I’m simply doing my job as my ancestors did. Ma’am as long your with me, you and your son will be safe, everybody else thinks both of you are my slaves so they will not touch you.”

“Because you killed that griffon to save us, but why? Why will you kill one of your soldiers?” The mother asked.

Isao rolled his eyes; he will rather hear that question come the boy’s mouth than from the mother’s. “Because I will never harm a mother and her child, I’m only here to fight the soldiers of the Republic. I fight the soldiers; I do not fight children and their mothers.” Isao poured some more water for the boy. “Drink up boy…” Isao turned to the mother. “Is your husband fighting in this war?”

The mother shook her head. “He died of a nosocomial infection when he was at the hospital six years ago.”

“MRSA?” Isao suggested.

The mother nodded.

“I’m sorry for your loss and I hope when this war is over both you and your son can live in peace. Huh?” Isao heard somebody ring his tent bell. “Stay here.” He got up to see who it is.

“Mr. Isao, General Mao wishes to see you, he has something of great importance to give you.” Said the messenger.

“All right, I’m on my way.” Isao closed his tent. “Listen I’ll be right back, please stay here and make yourselves comfortable.” Isao left his tent.

General Mao held a letter in his hand. It is from Isao’s physician and Mao being a griffon of great pride secretly opened the letter by using his saliva to weaken the adhesive so there won’t be any sign of intrusion. “Hmmm. At eleven twenty one is her time, I don’t think Isao will take this very lightly. Perhaps I could give him some time for himself since he’s a good assassin and very loyal to me. Plus he has that female in his tent to provide him with some needed comfort if he wants it.” Mao resealed Isao’s letter.

Isao arrived. “You called for me sir?”

“Yes this came in for you.” Mao held the letter up.

“Who is it from?”

“It is from your physician that is taking care of your wife oh and it’s at eleven twenty one. You can have as much time as you need for yourself plus I wonder, did you take that female and her son under your wing because you felt bad for them?” Mao asked.

“I fight soldiers; I do not fight mothers and their children.”

Mao cackled at this honorable reply. “So I see you have a heart. Pretty pointless, but I find you to be of great use to me so I will allow you the benefit of my respect for your weakness. They’re yours, do what you want with them, and you may need them after you read the letter. You can go now Isao.”

“Yes sir.” Isao turned to leave.

“Oh! Isao I almost forgot to ask you, but how many assassins died so far?”

“Three sir.” Isao made his right hand into a fist to prevent it from shaking.

“The Griffon Marines I guess.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Okay thank you for your honesty Isao, now you can go.” Mao pointed at the door.

Isao left and quickly made his way to the tent to read the letter, upon arriving, the boy greeted him with a smile.

“If both of you can excuse me, I have something that requires my upmost attention.” Isao sat down behind his desk and began looking for his letter opener.

The mother meanwhile wondered about Isao’s code that he will not harm mothers and their children. “Mr. Isao since you said that you won’t harm mothers and their children will you still fight the fathers?” She asked.

Isao stopped looking for the letter opener, finally a question that is deep. “Fathers are soldiers and like I said, I fight soldiers.”

“B-but what about fathers who are not soldiers will you still kill them too, even though they won’t fight you.” The mother asked.

Isao spun his chair around. “Let me tell you how father and soldier are interchangeable. A father will do anything to protect his family, he will always stay behind to make sure his wife and children live. If they are not soldiers they turn into soldiers to protect their families. A good father will do that and because of that, they are very hard to kill because he is giving it his all. Mothers on the other hand will also protect her children with sheer might but sixty percent of the time they will relent if struck or they think their child got captured. A mother’s strength is in her love while a father’s strength is in his will to protect his wife and children. I’ve seen it many times, so that is why fathers and soldiers are interchangeable. Now let me get back to this important letter!” Isao found his letter opener.

The letter reads.

Dear Mr. Isao
I regretfully inform you that your wife Aimée has died. Her long battle with ovarian cancer came to an end at eleven twenty one AM, she was surrounded by family and with her last breath she called out for you before saying I love you. I am sorry for this indescribable loss Mr. Isao, her ashes will be held in her sister’s home until you retrieve them.

Isao dropped the letter and let out a painful whimper.

He couldn’t bear to be by Aimée’s side as she lies in her deathbed, he can’t stand to see in her pain. That is why he is here in this war, to be away from his dear wife as she slowly dies. It hurts him to know of her death like this, through a letter from a physician that is not even trying to feel sorry for his loss but Isao chose to be here instead of being with his dying mate.

The mother looked at Isao cover his mouth while his eyes got pink, she can tell Isao is in great pain. Isao moved his hand up to cover his eyes as he cries softly. Carefully the mother got the letter to read it.

“Oh my goodness! How sad!” The mother got up to place her hand on Isao’s shoulder.

Isao didn’t feel the touching gesture. “Aimée. Aimée!” Isao moaned. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be there…”

“Mr. Isao, please it will be alright.” The mother with a kind voice assured.

Isao in his moment of grief let his guard down. “I-I chose not to be by her side. I couldn’t bear to see her die so that’s why I’m here in this war; I ran away from my wife in her final moments when she needed me the most. Aimée my dearest wife dies alone…I just couldn’t by with her as she dies. I love her so much that I can’t see her die before my eyes; she means the world to me and is the only thing I will do anything to protect. You understand don’t you? That I can’t bear to see her die! I take lives for a living and I can’t handle the death of my wife!”

Suddenly…

Pain.

Guilt.

Shock.

Denial.
All struck Isao in his spirit. But denial struck the hardest.

“No!” Isao blindly threw his letter opener at the letter which snagged it out of the boy’s curious hands. “No! She’s not dead! She’s not dead!! NOT DEAD! NOT DEAD! I don’t believe it! I don’t!!” Isao growled in sadness.

“Isao! You must accept the truth!” Said the mother. “If you don’t you’ll always be like this! I know how you feel, trust me, accept the truth!!” Begged the mother.

“She’s not dead! She’s a strong griffon; she’s too strong to be killed by ovarian cancer! I know she’s alive, I just know it damn it, and she’s alive! My Aimée is alive and that’s the truth! You can’t make believe in something that isn’t real…she’s alive! Sh-she’s a-alive…she’s alive. Aimée is alive…” Isao’s body went numb causing him to fall off his chair and be caught by the mother.

“Ssh, ssh, ssh, ssh, ssh, please accept the truth Mr. Isao, you loved your wife very much and she loved you. That is all that matters, she died thinking of you. Accept the truth, accept the truth.” The mother took him into an embrace.

Isao buried his face on her shoulder and completely broke down. His loud sobs almost wanted to make the mother cry too; she couldn’t help but feel sorry for this griffon that lost his wife. The mother soft stroked Isao’s back while he continued saying Aimée’s name and denying her death has happened. The mother can’t blame Isao for not wanting to be by his wife’s side as she died, not all griffons have a strong grip on acceptance when it comes to death. After all, griffons do age slowly, so with slow, slow growth comes that lasting attachment to a partner and Isao is no exception to this concept. He may kill for a living but he is still a loving husband making such an unreal combination for a griffon like him.

Isao remembered the last moment he spent with Aimée. Before joining the fascist march to the Griffon Republic, Isao sat by his bedridden wife holding her hand and gently passing his fingers through her thin hair while she with the strength she has left in her smiles at him. Isao assures her that she will get well soon. He tries hard to keep his voice from stammering while he speaks to her. Aimée reaches tries to reach to him but cannot because of her weak state, prompting Isao to move in close so she can pass her hand down his cheek. Isao wanted to cry at feeling her warm loving gaze from those green eyes, oh how he felt so helpless to see her so frail. While she with hope just smiles. Isao bent down, kissed her, and departed. In the hallway of the hospital he fell against the wall crying quietly because he knows his wife will die anytime soon.

Outside Isao’s tent General Mao can hear his loyal assassin sobbing loudly so this made him peek inside. “I knew he’ll find a use for that female even if it’s just being held in her arms and having a shoulder to cry on. I should give him some more time alone so he can get over his wife in order to be of full use to me.” Mao went back to his tent to come up with other battle plan that involves the assassins.

The mother made a face to her son making young griffon uncover Isao’s bed.

“Wrap your arms around me Mr. Isao so I can take you to your bed.”

Isao just complied without question. He is still sobbing for his perished wife.

“Put to the pillow right there, move the blanket. Quickly, quickly!” The mother ordered her son.

The boy did as he’s told.

The mother placed Isao on his bed. “There you go Mr. Isao. Keep on crying, don’t hold it in let it out for your own good.”

“SHUT UP!” Isao roared through his sobs. “She’s alive! I know it.”

The mother just sat by him holding his hand. The least she can do for him is to let him know she’s here and will be here for as long as he needs. She owes him for saving her life and that of her son’s.

Isao in his mind is surrounded by white light, through that light is his wife smiling at him while she walks down the aisle with her father. As he puts the ring on her finger her body starts turning weak, her wing feathers fall off, her hair disappears, her face becomes full of wrinkles, and her eyes still maintain their love. Isao falls to his knees. He takes out dagger and points it to his belly. He can’t live without her, it isn’t a choice he wants to face, it is a blemish forced upon griffon physiology. It is a widely known that griffons who have found their mates die at the same time…husbands die with their wives and wives die with their husbands. Only through Natural death that is. Cancer is not a natural death because it can be slow or fast depending if it’s detected early and treatment can kill the cancer or kill the recipient. Isao wants to commit seppuku so he can meet her in the Other Side. But he can’t. He knows all suicides whether honorably or cowardly end in eternal damnation. He will not dishonor his wife like that, it is part of the code but she does not want him to commit seppuku.

The white light faded away to the blackness of sadness while his wife’s open hand is the last thing he saw before it completely dissolved.

Isao began to feel tired. Slowly, the strokes to his head by the kind mother coaxed him to fall asleep.

Waking up will be heartbreaking once more.

***

In the medical tent Colonel Gilda and the surgeon stood by Jun-Park’s body. The surgeon cleaned Jun’s body to the point that at a far first glance one will think he is still alive.

Gilda laid a hand on Jun’s cold shoulder.
“No more weeping, no more fight, no prayers pleading through the night. Just Divine embrace, Eternal Light, in the mansions of the Lord…we shall stand and guard though the angels sleep. Oh through the ages safely keep. The mansions of the Lord.” She whispered to Jun to wish him a safe journey to the heavenly paradise.

“Make sure he arrives home the same way he is right now. Is that clear.”

“Yes sir.” Replied the surgeon.

Gilda went back to the command tent to find General Sherman, President Ronald Madison, Vice President Kate Martinez, Lieutenant Colonel Oliver, Commander Hamilton, and Secretary of Defense Nathaniel Lafayette all sitting on a table looking at the map Rienne found on the body of the assassin. Colonel Gilda leaned against the wall of the tent standing on her hind legs with arms crossed, head lowered, and helmet down to cover her eyes.

General Sherman with an arrow pointed to a spot where artillery can be placed in order to rain down misery on the unsuspecting enemy camp and then have the archers fire arrows to peck off any fascists who survived the artillery bombardment. “Mr. President, Colonel Gilda points out that this is only one of two massive enemy camps and it is wise to strike this one since it’s the closet along with having the chance to break enemy morale.”

“So how does attacking one camp break the enemy morale general? Can you please be more elaborate in the details because we can’t put the lives of our Marines at risk, already we lost citizens even with the Rangers protecting them.” Said the president.

“We will slaughter them all. That’s what we do and that’s how we break their morale.” Gilda said from the shadows causing everyone to look at her.

“Isn’t that too merciless?” Vice President Martinez asked.

Gilda came out of the shadows. “No, because the enemy will never surrender even if unintentionally taken prisoner. Isn’t that right Oliver?”

Now everybody turned to look at Oliver as he lowered his head. “The enemy never surrendered even though I took them prisoner. I came to realize the enemy will never surrender even if wounded so the only way to stop them completely is to kill them.”

“Hmmm, it sounds like a good plan but we will be exposed on the western front. What if the enemy were to find out about this and decide to use this to attack the Republic directly at full force? Have you thought of this Colonel Gilda?” Sec Def Lafayette asked.

“Of course I have Mr. Lafayette. That is why we attack at night when they’re sound asleep because the fascists will not expect us to attack them. If they were expecting us to attack they would have attacked us at full force because we know their camp layout and the secret paths they use.”

President, Vice President, General, LT. Col, and Commander all nodded in a semi-mutual agreement.

Sec Def wants to hear Colonel Gilda’s battle plan. “Tell me your battle plan Colonel, because if this plan pleases General Sherman then it has to be an exceptional plan.” Lafayette said in a voice of apparent doubt.

“Lafayette.” President Madison sharply said.

Gilda chuckled with a smirk. “I’m glad you asked Mr. Lafayette. The artillery on this hill located five klicks southeast from the camp, will fire high explosive, incendiary, and fragmentation rounds on the camp…” Commander Hamilton raised his hand making Gilda stop in midsentence. “Uhh why did you raise your hand if you could of just say something rather than make yourself look like a child in a classroom?”

“Oh sorry about that, but Colonel what is the 101st Airborne’s role in this attack?”

“The the Airborne will not be involved in this attack because the massive zeppelin landing craft will give us away. Even at night the engines are still loud enough to be heard. So the Airborne cannot be used in this operation. Anyway back to the artillery, after the heavy bombardment they will try to run away from which the archers will fire non-stop arrow after arrow until they run out, this will take out any wounded fascists or pawns that has not be killed by the artillery strike. After that I will lead the Marines into the camp to engage any leftover pawns and kill all the wounded. If by some slim chance some escape to the other camp they will spread the word and no amount of brainwashing can stop fear from spreading.” Gilda grabbed her MK II knife and stabbed the same spot where the camp is. “It shall be grand, glorious, and the ground shall be nourished with the blood of the enemy. If we take out this camp Oliver can come in at full force and attack the second camp from the south while I attack from north, Hamilton can keep the enemy from running away while the enemy is completely wiped out. Once done the war is over, we can go home and be free, for this Republic of the Griffons, by the Griffons, for the Griffons shall live on.” Gilda took back her knife, got the arrow, and began to point to the paths she’ll use. The area where the Marines will wait. Weather forecast for the night predicts a clear to lightly cloudy night with a full moon.” Gilda sighed. “I want this to end.”

The president looked to the rest of the group, he may be the commander in chief and Gilda’s plan is very promising but it also presents a huge risk for the western front will be exposed so he will have to listen to everybody’s opinions before coming to a decision.

“Kate what do you think of the Colonel’s plan?” Ronald asked.

“Well even though the western front will be exposed, Gilda is doing the right thing to attack while the enemy is asleep also she’s right in the fact that if the enemy knew of this they would have been attacking us by now and with full force. Still this has to be carried out in a very precise manner but I trust she can do this.” The vice president gave Gilda a nod. “Pray you don’t fail.” Kate said in a serious intimidating manner.

“Commander Hamilton.” Said the president.

Hamilton took a deep breath, deep down he wants to be part of this operation but can’t. Still if it means destroying the fascists along with their spirit then by all means he will support Gilda’s plan. “Colonel Gilda has my full support.”

“General Sherman.”

The general suddenly got a look of surprise on his face. “Mr. President, I wouldn’t have called you here to see this plan if I didn’t support it full heartedly.”

“Oh…well in that case, LT. Col. Oliver?”

Oliver looked at his wedding band. “Even though I am not against or for the no prisoner tactic being used, I won’t argue against its effectiveness that it will provide in this plan. The Republic can’t lose any more soldiers and every day that passes it gives the enemy more motivation to fight. Colonel Gilda has my unanimous support.”

One more to go. “Lafayette.”

Sec Def still has his doubts about Gilda’s plans, not because of her gender but of her willingness to attack the enemy camp so quickly. The enemy’s numbers were once in the seven digits but with Gilda’s, Oliver’s, and Hamilton’s contributions the enemy’s numbers went down to six digits, either way the Republic forces are still vastly outnumbered.

Lafayette got up to say some words first before saying his final decision.
“This great Republic has stood through the testament of time. Unlike our lovely neighbors in Equestria who have leaders that live forever we don’t. This Republic stands on the pillars that the citizens provide. For a nation that is of the will of the citizens and has a constitution to protect the will of the citizens shall always stand, through war, famine, disaster, and plague. This Republic has lost too many sons and she can’t lose anymore.”

The president rolled his eyes. “Not another one of your stories slash speeches Lafayette.” He muttered below his breath.

“Hey I like his stories, well just some of them.” Kate said.

“This isn’t a story it’s a speech!” Lafayette hissed in annoyance.

“More like the king’s speech.” Ronald whispered to Oliver while elbowing him in a tongue in cheek manner.

“Too much blood of her sons has been shed already. How many wives will have to face the truth of learning that they became widows!? Mothers crying for their sons is unbearable! Sons standing at the front door waiting for dad to come home and Daughters looking out the window constantly so she can see him and run into his arms, but the front door will never open and the dad will not be seen out the window. I have my doubts in this plan but it’s the only thing that has a chance of being effective and Colonel Gilda has displayed such valor in the battlefield even after losing a friend she still does not allow emotion to get the best of her. She may look like a female but she may be a male. I approve of this plan and Gilda…you are a rare griffon. Not all sons of the Republic are fit to fight and few daughters are strong enough to fight. But for those few daughters in the Republic I hope they look to you for inspiration to rise up and fight. Your father must be very proud of you Gilda, he raised a strong and fearless griffon to one day fight to protect the freedom of this great Republic.” Lafayette gave Gilda a nod of respect.

Oliver cleared his throat to remind Gilda of the words she spoke.

“I have no father Mr. Lafayette, I only got a father figure and he’s a pony who took care of me when I broke my wing and he invited me to his wedding.” Gilda took out the picture from her armor and slid it to Lafayette.

Lafayette felt warm with embarrassment. “I didn’t know.”

“It’s alright sir.” Gilda reached for her picture but Kate took hold of it.

“A father figure is better than no father. Griffon or Pony, I suggest you find this pony stallion and spend time with him when this war is over. It’ll prevent the hurting changes from war scarring you.” Kate handed the photo back to Gilda.

“Is the story done yet?” Asked the president.

“Speech.” Corrected Lafayette.

“That.”

“Yes I’m done.” Lafayette groaned.

“Well then it is settled.” The President voiced while getting up. “Colonel Gilda, operation Overlord will be launched when the full moon is at its highest position in the sky.”

Gilda shook the president’s hand. “I won’t fail the Republic sir.”

“I know you won’t Colonel and more importantly don’t die. If you die your friend’s death will be in vain.” Madison turned to leave.

“Good luck Colonel Gilda.” Vice President Martinez shook Gilda’s hand and left.

The only griffons left in the tent are Sherman, Oliver, Hamilton, Gilda, and Lafayette.

Speaking of a friend’s death Gilda has to deliver a letter. “General Sherman, it’s not in my place to ask you this but can you do me a small favor?”

“What sort of favor will you be asking me Colonel?”

“Can you please stay here to command the Marines while I go and deliver a letter, engagement ring, locket, and dog tags to somebody?” Gilda asked.

General Sherman scratched his head. “Colonel we have messengers to what you’re asking.”

“I know sir but I…I, feel that I should deliver this letter myself.” Gilda made her pupils dilate so they can be convincing.

General Sherman knows Gilda isn’t the type that’ll use charm but if she must use charm then it has to be something she cares about. However, before she can deliver the message Sherman will use an old trick he has learned that can be extremely useful with dealing with stress or emotions.
“All right Colonel I’ll stay here until you get back but before you go I want you to grab a soda go to your tent and drink it. Oh and make sure nobody is with you all right.”

It seems like a fair enough request. “Yes sir I will.”

Gilda saluted and left.

“What was the soda thing all about sir?” Oliver asked.

General Sherman laughed quietly. “It’s something that will keep her from bottling up her emotions. Oh, you should try it too. Now LT I think it’s time for you to be back to your front and Commander Hamilton get back with your troops.”

“Yes sir!” Both griffons saluted and departed.

Sherman meanwhile looked at the map. “I know Gilda is not doing this to end the war she’s doing this for vengeance against the enemy. Humph, but she came up with a good plan to carry out her vengeance…how typical.”

Gilda stood inside her tent all alone and with a can of cold soda. She opened the can. “Well at least this will quench my thirst.”

After taking a second gulp, Gilda paused to take a breath. Suddenly her right hand started to shake. “Got to focus my attention on something else.” She looked at a drawn up copy of the map to the enemy’s camp along with taking another gulp of the soda causing her hand to shake even more.

“Lyca…!” Jun-Park’s voice resonated in Gilda’s mind causing her to sit down and put a hand over her head. “I want to go home, I want to go home! G-G-Gilda save me! Lyca…Ly-Lyca!”

The can fell to the ground.

Gilda covered her face and began to cry. All the pain she experienced flowed out with her tears; she covered her mouth so the cries will be muffled. Gilda groaned for all the Marines who laid down their lives for the ones they love, young sons, middle-aged husbands, and fathers to be. All of them gone. Fatherless children will now look at father’s day as a day of grief rather than remembrance. Gilda sighed deeply when she felt that she cried enough for one day. She feels different and with a hurting weight off her shoulders.
“Now I see why General Sherman made me do this.” Gilda flicked a tear off her cheek.

“Might as well.” Gilda closed her eyes.

“It’s all right, you can sleep under my wing if that makes you feel safe but I want you to know something. I will protect you no matter what.”

Gilda smiled to that fatherly voice. “Gold Sky…I need you.” Gilda blew her nose, wiped her eyes, and washed her face. “Time for me to give Lyca, Jun’s things.”

The Colonel got the letter and flew out of the tent.

*Thirty minutes later*

*15:13 PM*

Gilda looked at the door; she saw the mail box has two painted handprints. One is pink and the other is blue. “A loving couple they were.”

The Colonel sighed. She hopes this will be a fast thing. Having to face Jun’s now single loved one will be a stake waiting to strike her heart because she will have to hear the cries of somebody when she herself heard her own. “I wish Jun never died but I will do this in his honor before his body gets here.”

Gilda knocked on the door. “I hope she won’t hate me.”

A young griffon answered the door, around her neck she has a locket that is the same one Jun had and on her left hand is an engagement ring.
“Yes can I help you?”

“Huh?” Gilda can’t understand how Lyca can’t tell she’s from the Marines. “Oh.” She forgot she removed her armor before coming.
“Are you Lyca?” Gilda asked this so truth will come slow.

“Yes.” Replied the young griffon.

Gilda sighed, in her right hand is the locket, she decided not to put the locket inside the letter.
“Put out your hand please.”

Lyca complied.

Gilda placed the locket in Lyca’s hand.

Lyca looked at the locket; she closed her hand around the locket. “No.”

Gilda gave her the letter. “I’m sorry Lyca.”

“No. He can’t, he can’t. No.” Lyca pushed Gilda away. “No. My Jun, not him. Not him.” Lyca’s started to shake. “Jun…Jun.”

Gilda back up from the ground. “Better to be pushed than to be hated.” She looked up to see Lyca in tears. “Uh oh, got to catch her.” Gilda dashed to catch Lyca.

Lyca cried on Gilda’s shoulder. “Jun-Park, was my friend and he saved my life many times in the battlefield. I held his hand while in his final moments thought of you and you alone. You were his reason to fight everyday and to live. I’m sorry, I’m truly sorry.” These are the only words she can come up with right now because the rest of her words are in the letter.

Gilda never thought she’ll be comforting somebody but things are never predictable when there’s war involved in life.

From a cloud President Ronald Madison watching an unarmored Colonel Gilda comfort what may be a wife of Marine.
“I knew she has heart… a heavy burden to have in a war, like Oliver.”

***

*17:42 PM*

Finally my wing is fully healed now I can lead the 101st Airborne and put on the titanium armor on my wings.” Hamilton began to don the armor on his wings to protect them from enemy arrows, plus his titanium body armor, air mask, and oxygen tank just in time to see the spotter running in.
“SIR!! Colonel Oliver requested close air support; we need to bomb them out on Yankee shift to Yankee, Zulu, coordinates November, eight, one, five, seven, two. Say again Yankee shift to Yankee, Zulu, coordinates November, eight, one, five, seven, two.”

“Got it! Let’s go Airborne! Time to rain down misery on those fascists!” Hamilton grabbed a high explosive charge and flew out with Airborne troops flying behind him.

“Keep your eyes open for enemy arrows! I don’t know why some of you are not wearing the titanium wing armor, sure I understand that you might lose some speed but it’s better to be protected than to get wounded.”

Hamilton looked down at the battle below. “Dang. WHOA!” Hamilton dodged an arrow. “Look out! The enemy has spotted us, spread out and create some distance from one and other.”

“Yes sir!” Replied the Airborne.

*Clin Clang!* Some arrows struck the armor on Hamilton’s wings. “Phew good thing I got this armor.”

A fascist archer saw the Airborne coming in. “Let’s see if I can take one out.” The archer aimed and fired.

“Almost there! Pull off the fuses now!” Hamilton ordered.

“Roger!”

*TSSSH!* The arrow struck an airborne troop near Hamilton. The soldier tried to flap his wing but the arrow planted itself in the wing joint preventing him to flap his wing causing him to spin out of control and go into freefall with the charge.

“NO!” Hamilton yelled he was about to bank down to save the falling comrade but Captain Malusi reminded Hamilton to stay on course. “May you land in the heavenly paradise soldier.”

“Got em.” The fascist archer smiled.

The falling Airborne soldier pulled out the fuse. “I love you my dearest daughter.” The Airborne soldier closed his eyes.

“Frak.” The fascist archer saw the falling Airborne soldier heading his way with the charge.

Commander Hamilton saw the explosion below. “Here we are! Drop the charges NOW!!!”

The charges rained down on the enemy giving Oliver some much needed help.
“We got to get them to retreat! Time to use the Hellenes fire charges! Quickly back to the zeppelin! And watch out for the arrows!!” *Clang!* “Phew.”

Commander Hamilton and Airborne made it back to the massive zeppelin to pick up the Hellenes fire charges. “Captain, how many?” Asked Hamilton.

“We lost twenty seven more.” Captain Malusi answered.

Hamilton cursed the enemy. “C’mon! Let’s go!”

Commander and Airborne flew out to drop fire on the enemy. “Fly up to a higher altitude to avoid the enemy’s arrows!”

Hamilton squinted to see the enemy. “DIVE, DIVE, DIVE!!!!”

All the griffons folded their wings to dive down. As they dived lines of condensation formed at the tip of their wings.

Arrows ringed past them. *Clang!* Hamilton sighed in relief again. “DROP!!” Hamilton let go of the Hellenes fire charge. “SUCKERS BURN!!”
All of the Airborne can hear the screams of the enemy as the fire consumed them.

“Air support provided. Back to the zeppelin.” Hamilton ordered.

“Yes sir!” All of the Airborne with the exception of twenty seven made it back to the massive zeppelin landing craft.

Hsin reached for an arrow to collect kill lucky number thirteen, he keeps count of the number of pawns he defeats so he can tell Connor before he goes to sleep. Near Hsin is Oliver being a show off in his great talent with the spear not that the archer cares but Oliver is keeping his numbers low by being greedy with the pawns. Hsin raised his bow to block an enemy's sword but he accidently blocked with the side where the string is, he took out the pawn but he had to drop his bow to the ground since it is not of much use despite the having the edges sharpened. So Hsin reached for a sword on the ground and instead of picking up a shield he reached to his back to get his long cast iron skillet.

“I haven’t used the sword much but at the same time I can’t use my bow because of the string and even with the sharpened edges I can’t utilize my fighting style without the string. So I’ll have to use the sword and skillet since I have no training with the twenty two pound shield.”

Hsin used the skillet to lead a sword to the ground and stabed the pawn in the chest.

*CLANG* Is the loud noise the skillet made when Hsin used it to hit the pawn in the head before stabbing him.

*CLANG* Followed with a stab to the neck.

*CLANG* Followed with a swift stab to the femoral artery…ow. Seriously, because Hsin moved the sword up slicing the enemy open.

“Heh, I think I’m getting the hang of this.” *CLANG* He broke the skull so no need for a stab to the head.

Oliver meanwhile noticed how the some of the pawns are flying away. “I guess they had enough.” Pretty hopeful, but those words came back to sting him when he saw some griffons in red capes coming down from the sky. “Oh no! Assassins!” Oliver thought of Valerie so he will not allow fear to consume him. Quickly he raised his shield to block the saber but when he tried to swing his sword the assassin elbowed the sword out of his grip. Oliver managed to duck a swing and then block the saber again but he knows he can’t play defense forever, so with some quick thinking Oliver lunged back to have some room to swing his shield into the assassin’s saber to bend it. Once Oliver saw the bended saber he reached for his dagger and plunged it into the assassin’s heart multiple times.
“Thanks Valerie.”

The LT. Col looked around to see the assassins kill many of his brothers while it took six of his brothers to kill four assassins. “C’mon my brothers we can defeat these assassins!” Oliver sprinted with all his speed to tackle an assassin before it had the chance to kill a brother.

From a cloud high in the sky General Mao watched the assassins take out many Republic troops. “Excellent! Just like iron breaks through stone. The assassins are breaking through these Republic troops with ease. So if I use all of my assassins along with the ones stationed at Isao’s camp then we can destroy the Republic forces here and get to the capital forcing the Marines and Airborne to surrender to my might.”

“Hahahaha, you come at me with a frying pan! How pathetic and get back in the kitchen!” An assassin said as he laughed at Hsin.

*CLANG* Hsin took advantage of the moment to just throw the skillet at the arrogant basterd. “You dumb fool!” Hsin finished off the assassin.

“UGH!!” Oliver got punched in the face as he and an assassin rolled about on the ground. Oliver used his forearm to block another punch and gave the assassin one of his own.

The assassin reached down to grab his stiletto knife, he swung it down to stab Oliver but the Oliver caught the wrist of the hand holding the knife.

“Daaamn! He’s stronger than he looks.” Oliver thought while he looks at the tip of the knife.

Little by little the stiletto knife kept coming down to his chest. The assassin is smiling as he pushes down.

“Ah!” The tip broke Oliver’s skin.

*CLANG*

The assassin just fell off of Oliver. “I got you sir!” Hsin extend his hand to help Oliver up.

“Thanks Hsin.”

Both soldiers engaged another assassin.

General Mao saw what he needed to see. “Trumpeter call the regulars back, I can't lose too many assassins today.”

“Yes sir!” The trumpeter called the regulars plus the assassins back.

“Hmm, I will dispatch the assassins first to soften up the Republic forces.” Mao noted in his mind.

Oliver sighed and Hsin took off his helmet. “Well sir you want a smoke?” Hsin lit his cigar and held one in front of Oliver.

Oliver thought for a bit he heard all that stuff that smoking is bad but what the hell, he may die tomorrow so why not just enjoy the moment and smoke this strong musky smelling cigar. “Sure thanks Hsin.”

Hsin lit up the cigar for Oliver.

“Wow taste kind of weird but I like it.” Oliver turned to look at the battlefield. “We lost many brothers today, may they wake up in the heavenly paradise. I hope Gilda will be successful.”

“I hope so too sir.” Hsin said before blowing out a big puff of smoke.

***
In the western front Colonel Gilda stood on top of a podium in front of the entire 501st Marine Corp.
“Marines! I have news to tell you. This war may come to an end much sooner than any of you expected.”

All the Marines started to look at each other with both confusion and some kind of joy.

“Tonight we will be carrying out Operation Neptune upon the enemy camp. Yes Marines, we are going to the enemy camp and we are going to kill every fascist! Our attack will be a surprise attack, grand, and majestic! If we kill the fascists here then we can kill the rest in the second camp permanently ending this war! Marines this operation will be our most difficult, so we cannot fail and we cannot make mistakes, if we do the enemy will exploit the exposed Western front. So Marines since scouts say it looks like the enemy is not making any moves upon us go to sleep right now because at midnight we wake up to began the operation. So hurry up and get some shut eye now!”

“OORAH!!” Cheered the Marines and then went to their tents to sleep.

From a distance Gilda can see parts of the artillery being carried to the place where they will fire at the enemy camp; the engineers will be working at their fullest to assemble the howitzers in time for the operation. She looked at her watch. 19:11 PM.
“I know what I’m doing…letting emotion get its grip on me in this manner…Typical.”

As Gilda turned to her tent Sergeant Rienne approached her. “Colonel Gilda sir!”

“Sergeant Rienne.” Gilda replied.

“Sir I thought the operation was called Overlord not Neptune?”

“I think Neptune sounds better now get some shuteye Marine, you’ll need it.”

Rienne saluted. “Yes sir.”

Gilda went to her tent to have another soda. She needs to be mentally prepared for Operation Neptune.

***

*20:09 PM*

Isao finally woke up, he did not get up from the bed instead he just laid their while the mother continued stroking his head and the boy looking at him with curiosity.

“How are you feeling Mr. Isao?” Asked the mother.

“How.” Isao said deep sorrow.

“How what?” The mother asked.

Isao opened his mouth but closed it when he felt another wave of pain strike his mind. He began to sniffle and shake.

“Ssh, ssh, ssh, ssh, I’m here Mr. Isao. Please stay still.” The mother with a towel wiped away Isao’s tears.

“H-h-how can you move on…how can you mo-move on?” Isao asked hoping that the mother can help him.

“I don’t know Isao I truly don’t know.”

Isao looked away and began to cry again. “Wh-what do you mean you don’t know! Y-you must know something.”

The mother went to the other side of the bed so she can be in front of Isao’s eyes. “All I know is this, no amount of tears, no amount of calling out his name, no amount of wishes, and no amount of thinking of the past will bring him back. I accepted the cold hard truth and even though the truth hurts it’s better than believing in a lie.” The mother didn’t know that these words are basically the answer Isao wanted.

“You’re strong.” Isao reached to grab the mother’s hand. “Thank you for…helping me when I’m the enemy.”

The mother remembered where she is and who Isao follows orders from. “I don’t see you as the enemy Isao.”

Isao let go of the mother’s hand. “What do you mean??”

The mother reached for Isao’s hand but he jerked it back so she just smiled at him. “My enemy will never have protected me and my son. If it weren’t for you Isao my dear son would have been dead by now, you’re not like them. So why? Why do you follow this mad griffon?”

Isao looked down. “My wife asked me that question once, she sees right through even time I do a job, I don’t know why I’m an assassin but my father was an assassin and I guess I followed his footsteps so I can be like him. Aimée did not approve of my livelihood but she always loved me, it amazes how she always clung to her love for me and ignored her fear of me. I signed a contract with General Mao and as an assassin I must honor the contract until it’s done and that is when this war is over.”

“You’re good at heart Isao.” The mother said.

Isao looked back up at the mother. “Don’t lie to me, I’m a griffon who kills for money so how can I be good at heart!?”

“Oh.” The mother completely got caught off guard.

“Exactly what I thought. Just because I saved your life and that of your son’s does not mean I’m good at heart.” Isao growled.

But the mother knew this. “Yet here you are crying your heart out for your dear wife, you may have killed for a living but yet your heart is full of love for Aimée. One who isn’t good at heart will be consumed by the twisted joy of shedding blood. You, I can tell you don’t like being an assassin but it’s the only thing you know what to do.”

Isao covered his face…this griffon can see right through him. “How should I move on?” The mother’s word had an effect.

The mother sighed in relief at this sign of progress. “If you feeling like crying right now then do it. Don’t bottle up your emotions. Make her side of the bed, change her pillow covers, sell whatever clothes she had. Get used to the physical memories. Learn not to cling to the photos but instead let go of them as you look them. Embrace change. Don’t deny it.”

Isao uncovered his face and looked into the mother’s kind eyes. “You…are very kind, thank you.” Isao took hold of the mother’s hand.

“You’re welcome.”

Isao focused his attention to the boy. “Come here please.”

The son looked at his mother first to await her approval.

The mother nodded at him so the boy approached Isao.

“You’re lucky to have a very wise mother.” Isao placed his hand on the boy’s head and ruffled up his hair.

Isao got up from the bed. “Anybody up for a late dinner?”

The mother and son nodded.

***
In the Republic capital.

Lyca opened up the letter Gilda gave to her. When she tilted it Jun’s engagement ring and dog tags fell out. Lyca touched the ring like she’s touching her Jun. After unfolding the letter.
It reads.

Dear Lyca
No words I can say or think of, will be of any comfort to your broken heart nor can any words express my sadness for the loss of Jun-Park. The earth will not be same without him just your life will not the same anymore. But what I do know is this; he’s in the heavenly paradise waiting for you so both of you can finally get married. I know you believe in this but this knowledge will not ease the pain of your loss. May you know that his death will not be in vain and he shall be honored. With sincere Respect and honor.

Colonel Gilda.

Lyca placed the letter down and wiped the tears from her eyes. She put her black shawl on and looked to her living room where Jun-Park in his coffin is located, his wake will be at ten o’ clock and he will visited by family.

“I do…”

Lyca said to a question in her mind.

***

*23:06 PM*

Staff Sergeant Ramirez shook Sergeant Rienne gently. “Hey Rienne wake up.”

“Look!” Rienne said in his sleep. “It’s the pizza dude! Quickly get the pizzas and run!!”

Ramirez scoffed. “Just wake up!” He flicked Rienne’s ear.

“Ow! Huh wait? There’s no pizza is there?”

“You were just dreaming with your stomach Rienne, now wake up Bashier.

Rienne went up to Bashier. “Wake up Bashier, it’s time.”

Bashier yawned before finally getting up.

The entire 501st Marine Corp stood before Colonel Gilda and under the full moon. The Marines noticed how heavily armed Gilda is. She has two swords along with two MK II knifes on her back, four MK II knifes plus two more swords on her waist, an extra sword in a sheath located in her shield, and finally her spear. They see that Gilda is going to fight without holding back.

“Marines! The time has come. Move out!” Gilda flew up and led the Marines to the point where they will wait until Operation Neptune commences.

At ridge where the artillery is located the engineers positioned the howitzers to the right degree horizon. “Artillery is ready now we must wait until Operation Overlord begins. Setting clock.”

Colonel Gilda looked at her watch it is still not time yet.

*23:59 PM*

Isao passed his hand through the mother’s hair as she sleeps with her son in her arms.
“Thank you.” Isao pulled the blanket up more to cover both of them.

He went outside to look at the full moon. All that can be heard are crickets chirping and regulars snoring. *Sigh* “It’s a full moon tonight my dear wife…I hope you are flying free wherever you are.”

*00:01 AM*

Gilda looked at her watch. “The time has come.”

The spotter using the moon light looked at his watch. *Deep breath* “Load the howitzers! Quickly!”
Griffons loaded incendiary, fragmentation, cluster, and high explosive shells into the artillery. “Loaded sir! Ready to fire at your command!”

Gilda climbed up on top of a hill to see the enemy camp. “Ah yes.” She has never seen so many tents in her life, almost like an ocean of tents. Gilda did not forget that the enemy is numerous as the grains of sand on a beach...the more of them there are, the more pawns she'll have to kill.

Isao felt a little chill run down his spine. “Hmm, weird?” He turned to the direction of the hill where Gilda is standing on.

“Archers get ready!” Gilda commanded.

Isao focused his vision on the hill and with the moon light can see a silhouette standing with a spear in hand but more importantly this silhouette has a curvy body. *Gasp* “There she is!!”

The spotter raised his hand into the air. “Five, four, three, two, one…FIRE!!”

From a distance Isao noticed bright yellow flashes and the screeching whistling in the air.
“Oh no!” An incendiary shell exploded nearby, lighting many tents on fire. Isao ran to his tent to get the mother and son out of this bombardment but as he ran a round exploded behind him sending him flying into his tent.

Gilda watched the heavy bombardment with a smile on her lips.

*Ringing in ears* Isao can hear his breaths as he breathed slowly. Muffled explosions boomed all around him.

“Sir are you alright!” Asked the trumpeter who Isao threatened to rip his voice box out. “We need to get you out of here” The griffon helped Isao up.

“Wait! I need to get them!” Isao went away from the trumpeter, he sped to the bed to get the mother and son.

An assassin came into the tent. “SIR WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE!!”

Isao ignored them, he saw the boy cowering under the sheets crying. “It’s alright, we’re getting out of here.”

“My mommy is not moving!” Screamed the boy.

Isao placed two fingers on her neck and then moved his fingers to the nostrils. “Don’t worry she’s still alive! She must have passed out!” Isao grabbed the boy. “Here take him!” He handed him to the trumpeter. “Let me get her and then we can leave!” Isao placed the mother on his back. “Let’s go!”

As all three of them flew away Isao yelled out orders. “RETREAT TO GENERAL MAO’S CAMP! RETREAT TO GENERAL MAO’S CAMP! RETREAT TO GENRAL MAO’S CAMP!!”

Isao looked back in time to see a round land on his tent, he somehow knew the Republic forces will launch a counter-attack but he did not expect that female Marine leader to be the one leading the assault.
Isao, the assassin, the trumpeter, along with the mother and son made it out of the camp.

Gilda turned back to look at the archers. “Fire!”

Artillery rounds plus arrows filled the air.
Many pawns that were not killed or wounded by the artillery rounds got killed by the arrows.

Explosions reflected in Gilda’s golden irises. “Okay in forty five seconds it should mark ten minutes of heavy bombardment.”
.
.Gilda commanded a Marine to break open a glow stick and raise it above his head.

The spotter for the artillery saw the bright glow stick; he lowered his binoculars and counted down from ten. The artillery fired approximately five thousand rounds onto the enemy camp.
“Cease fire! Cease fire!! The Marines will be engaging the enemy!”

“Archers cease fire!” Colonel Gilda ordered. “MARINES! THIS IS WHERE IT COUNTS! THIS IS WHERE WE TAKE THE GIANT STEP TO BRING THE END OF THIS WAR! NO MERCY! NO PRISONERS!!”

“OORAH!!” Roared the Marines.

“FORWARD!” Gilda jumped into the air and flew straight to the camp with the entire 501st Marine Corp behind her.

In a trench in front of the camp a fascist archer got up once the artillery stopped bombarding, his eyes quickly spotted Gilda so he raised his bow to fire an arrow but Gilda threw her spear at him, killing the fascist.

Gilda took out the sword in her shield and in matter of seconds she found a pawn to engage. “You’re mine!” Gilda slammed the edge of her shield into the face of the fascist and moved on to the next pawn.

A pawn threw a knife at Gilda that buried itself in Gilda’s neck but Gilda pulled it out and the wound healed.

“Nice try.” Gilda lunged at the pawn, stabbing the enemy in the stomach and slicing open the pawn spilling his intestines to the ground.

Staff Sergeant Ramirez dived down to a pawn stabbing him in the back with his spear.

Sergeant Rienne kicked a pawn to the ground and slammed his shield into the neck breaking the vertebrate.

Corporal Bashier took out a pawn along with blocking an attack with his shield and countered attack with a fast thrust.

Surviving but unprepared assassins engaged the Marines only to be defeated by the sheer might of the Marines who are driven by the immensely powerful will to end this war.

Gilda saw an assassin fighting with a fellow Marine, so with great velocity she grabbed the assassin and threw him off the fellow Marine. “Fight me! Because believe it or not I’m a female!” Gilda threw off her helmet to show her feminine purplish colors around her eyes.

The fellow Marine got up and engaged a pawn before moving on to the next one and so on.

The assassin gasped in disbelief. “You’re a female!”

“No you stupid lame son of a wretch I’m simply a male born with a female voice. You just can’t comprehend the fact that I’ve been the one leading the Marines and I’m the one who had the joy to kill the first two assassins who came to attack this Republic!”

The assassin eyed his saber next to Gilda.

Gilda noticed this, so she threw the saber to the assassin. “Let’s see if you will be killed by a female.” She spun her sword.

The assassin took hold of his saber and dashed to engage Gilda.

Gilda blocked his first attack with her shield and quickly retreated back to avoid a swipe from his tail. She attacked with a thrust from which she knew he will guide out of the way. The assassin swung his left fist at Gilda but she leaned back and used this opportunity from which he is leaning forward to horizontally slice the assassin in the abdominal area causing him to fall forward.

“Humph, it doesn’t feel good to be targeted now eh.” Gilda spun her sword one hundred and eighty degrees and buried the tip in the back of the assassin’s head.

Bashier threw his shield at an assassin striking the adversary in the chest, however, from behind another assassin jumped on Bashier to cut his throat but the Marine instinctively covered his wind pipe with his hand feeling the sharp edge cutting the skin on his palm.

Rienne punched a pawn square in the jaw with the brass knuckles part of his trench knife, Rienne looked up to see the assassin on Bashier’s back. Rienne took off the knife and repositioned it so the blade can be pointed downward. “Bashier hold on!” Rienne grabbed the assassin by the hair and stabbed him multiple times in the neck. “Bashier you’re alright!?”

Bashier took a few quick breathes before answering. “Yes I’m okay thanks.” He got back up to continue fighting.

Within the enchantment of battle, Colonel Gilda became fully consumed by vengeance. She threw down her shield and reached for a sword from her back, yelling at the fascists that she is a female and challenged their might against her.

A few yards from Colonel Gilda, Staff Sergeant Ramirez is in hand to hand combat with an assassin. The assassin gave Ramirez a strong elbow to the side of the head, Ramirez shook it off and raised his right arm to block a left swing, he then punched the assassin in the stomach but it was not strong enough to take the air out. The assassin tried to hit Ramirez with a right but Ramirez caught the right arm with both hands, he quickly turned to his side and give the assassin a strong elbow in between the eyes causing three complete seconds of disorientation. Ramirez back handed the assassin, grabbed the assassin by the back to lower the assassin a bit, allowing him to bury his left knee into the stomach taking the air out of the adversary. A left uppercut struck the assassin that got connected with a straight right jab to the face. Ramirez grabbed the assassin and using his momentum picked up the assassin, slammed him on the ground and punched the windpipe. He took hold the head and broke the neck of the assassin. “Phew…oh my Great Spirit! I got lucky! The element of surprise is very useful.” Ramirez wiped some sweat off of his forehead. “Huh?”

The Staff Sergeant is witnessing Colonel Gilda duel welding swords killing pawn after pawn with unstoppable agility and no sign to halt her onslaught. Gilda threw her sword at a pawn.

From behind to in front from her side to above, Gilda’s sword went through the enemy to only stop for a few milliseconds so the blood can run off before getting the taste of another enemy’s blood.

The entire Corp finished killing every pawn and assassin in the whole camp, never have they seen so many charred bodies ridden with countless arrows.

“Last words you assassin!” Gilda asked as she held him by the neck.

“You will die you female scum!” The assassin spat at Gilda.

Gilda’s claws penetrated the skin around the neck. Her claws traveled down to the spine, the assassin started to twitch uncontrollably while the claws severed the spinal cord. “Enjoy this little favor I’m giving you.” Gilda dropped the paralyzed assassin; she reached for a MK II battle knife and threw it to the heart of the assassin. “Die slowly.”

The Marines looked at her with nether fear or respect. None of the two can define Gilda after seeing her kill so much.

“How many Marines died?” Gilda straightforwardly asked.

“I don’t know, I didn't count yet but some are hanging in verge of life and death.” Ramirez reported.

“Then get them to the doctor now!”

The wounded Marines got airlifted to the Western front where the medical tent is.

“Colonel Gilda sir!” Bashier said nervously. “This is victory…right?”

Gilda sniffed the air. Burned flesh, the sound of flies, vultures coming down in the middle of the night to enjoy a feast, enemy wastes leaking out of their lifeless bodies, and so much fresh blood nourishing the ground gave her the right answer.
“Yes.”

“OORAH!” Bashier yelled.

“OORAH!” Chanted another Marine.

“OORAH! OORAH!” Soon all the Marines started cheering for their victory under the full moon.

Meanwhile…

Gilda unknowingly walked into the tent of sin. In the tent is bed after bed where a dead female griffon killed by the fascists, by the arrows, or the shrapnel lie motionless with open eyes . Gilda just sighed at realizing that these griffons are the captured citizens from Houston.

“Collateral damage.” She has no reason to feel good for this victory.

Gilda got her vengeance but it’s bittersweet.
She meant the kill only the enemy but she did not mean to kill captured fellow citizens.

***
A regular entered General Mao’s room. “SIR! I’M SORRY TO WAKE YOU UP AT THIS HOUR BUT SOMETHING TERRIBLE HAPPENED!!!”

Mao woke up. “Wh-what happened?”

“The Republic forces attacked Mr. Isao’s camp! Only Mr. Isao, plus his two slaves, an assassin, trumpeter, and few regulars managed to escape. Isao thinks the Republic wiped out all the regulars and assassins.”

“FRAK!” Mao screamed. “Where is Isao right now!”

“He’s checking the well being of his slaves.”

Mao got out of his tent to find Isao.
“Isao what happened! How did the Republic forces find your camp!”

“I don’t know sir. The Republic forces attacked us while we were asleep with heavy artillery bombardment…what do you plan to do sir?” Isao asked.

Mao thought deeply for a change. “I have only forty eight hours more or less until we’re attacked by the Republic. We must attack them with our full force!”

“Does that include the reserves sir?” Isao asked.

“Yes! I will attack the Republic and wipe them out with our superior numbers! I will have the head of that leader who attacked you! The Republic will face the complete might of my army!” Mao declared.

Isao nodded at Mao.

“It’s either the end for us or the end for them...but he’ll never have the head of that female Marine Leader, She’ll have his.” Isao felt another chill run down his spine, the end is near.

He can already taste it.

***
In the Sugarcube corner, Amethyst Star came in to pick up a cake for her daughter’s friend’s birthday. “Hello Pinkie Pie, is my cake ready?”

Pinkie Pie popped from behind the counter holding a cake. “Eeyu…I mean yessy wessy here it is. Your cake that was easy to make.” Pinkie placed the cake on Amethyst Star’s back.

“Wait a minute!” Pinkie noticed something.

“What is it?” Amethyst Star asked.

“It’s my scene! All yeah, it’s finally my scene!” Pinkie fired a miniature version of her party cannon because the miniature cannon makes less noise.

“Uhhhhh…” Amethyst Star tilted her head in Pinkie induced confusion. “What are you talking about?”

“Look!” Pinkie Pie pointed forward.

Amethyst Star turned to the direction Pinkie pointed but saw nothing. “Ooook, thanks for the cake Pinkie I’ll be leaving now.” The Unicorn left her payment on the counter.

“Was that normal?” Cup Cake asked.

“My dear when it comes to Pinkie Pie, normal isn't a word that can even associate itself with her.” Mr. Cake answered.

“Not even by a long shot?”

“Not even by a long shot.”

The Cakes shrugged in agreement and got back to baking.

***
Rarity got home with the silver armor. “Gold Sky.” She called out to and after a few seconds she got no response.
“Maybe he’s still in bed…poor Gold Sky, having to go through that and die in Octavia’s arms. But at least he’s back and I will help him get through it."

The white mare placed the armor on the floor in perfect alignment. She went upstairs to her room thinking Gold Sky is there with Sweetie Belle. "Gold Sky are you still here?" The white mare said at entering the room.

"Ssh!" Gold Sky said telepathically. "Sweetie Belle, taking her afternoon nap!"

The Alicorn slowly lifted up his right wing to show Rarity that Sweetie Belle is sleeping. "Please talk through the mind."

Rarity smiled at seeing this display of Gold Sky's Love. "Gold Sky, something happened to me that you would not believe!"

Gold Sky tilted his head. "Rarity I ran across the whole universe to save you so try me,"

"Lauren the Archangel came down from the heavenly paradise to talk to me!" Rarity saw Gold Sky's ears perk up and a ear to ear smile appeared in his face.

"You met Lauren!? That's incredible! What did she tell you?"

"She told me that you are Love, a living manifestation of the beautiful emotion."

Gold Sky smiled at her. "I am what I am."

"Also she told me that before you returned you will check on Gilda...why???"

Gold Sky looked away from Rarity, now it's the time to test Rarity's word in keeping her promise.
"I used to be a daddy Rarity."

Rarity couldn't believe what she heard. Telepathically that is.
"What...?"

Gold Sky continued instead of having to repeat himself. "Gilda, I found her moments after she hatched. She was only a baby and when I saw her, I just took her into my arms and began loving her with all my heart." Gold Sky slowly got up from the bed, he covered sleeping Sweetie Belle with a blanket, and nuzzled her on the head.
"That's why I asked you if you will always love me no matter what I tell you." Gold Sky and Rarity got out of the bedroom. "The secrets I will tell you...not even Octavia knows."

Rarity became speechless.

Gold Sky sat down in the hallway. "So I will atone for my greatest sin by finding my daughter and ask her to forgive me because I failed her as her father." Gold Sky telepathy connected to Gilda's mind. He never completely left her behind, he always watched over her with telepathy and in discrete methods help her.

Suddenly Gold Sky's eyes widened with fear. "No!"

Rarity finally got back around. "What's happening!"

Gold Sky stood up. "Gilda is fighting in a war with the fascists! I must go to her."

"Go to her?" Rarity said it in a way that implied a realist point of view. "You said she's fighting in a war and how are we going to get to her if the Griffon Republic is far away!"

"I..." Rarity interrupted Gold Sky.

"Have you ever been in a war!? It's nothing but blood, death, horror, and agony!"

Gold Sky unfolded his wings. "Like I said. Before I learned how to live I knew how kill. And I found Gilda after I fought a war! Yeah, I, a pacifist been in a war, but I will do so again to protect my daughter whom I failed. It is the least I can do for her!" He spotted his armor down below but instead of going to it he turned to Rarity. "Rarity I need you. I can't do this alone, I just need you to be there to give me courage and to not be horrified."

"Horrified of what Gold Sky?"

"I will fight...and I will kill...only then you will understand who I am. I am Love but I am a immortal with the life of a mortal."

Gold Sky folded his wings back to his body and went down the stairs. His horn glowed, creating grayish purple auras around every piece of his armor. One by one the armor adjusted itself to fit around his body along with creating side vents for his wings and hole for his horn.

Hoof by hoof Gold Sky put on his horseshoes, he shot up his wings up to put on the the body armor, lastly the helmet covered his head while a majority of his jet black hair remained uncovered. "Rarity, I need my weapons."

"Uhhh, OH!" Rarity's magic brought down the box holding the tomahawk and knife.

Gold Sky picked up both weapons and placed them in two compartments in the body armor, his magic then closed the compartments which can be opened if he needs to get the weapons. "And the white cloak."

Rarity's magic brought it down and placed it on Gold Sky.

Fully armored in his birth father's silver armor and covered with a white cloak.

But Rarity still had one more question to ask. "Gold Sky the Griffon Republic is very far away how are we supposed to get there."

Gold Sky knows he can't use teleportation, he can't remember in full detail any place in the Republic but he does know where to go and how to get there.

"Rarity, we will travel there faster than the speed of sound."

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Author's Note:

My dearest readers I will be taking a short respite from this fan fic, so I can write chapter seven for Octavia and the Alicorn's peace.

Chapter 51- End of an beginning. Beginning through an end. (Last Bon Bon, Big Macintosh, and Lyra Heartstrings chapter.)

Chapter 52- Judged and be held accountable. (It will focus on Gilda, Gold Sky, Rarity, and Octavia.)

Comments

[LightningtheBro]

2185666 I feel that Twilight is the best hero still. Duh. I mean what else could she be in this story but the hero.

[dragondude2201]

dark chaos emerald:Lauren there is no saving twilight.i am sorry.the black rose has already bloomed.