Amends

by Ignotum

Arc 1: Start of a new Adventure

“Alright Scootaloo! Just remember what I said! Flap flap flap,” Rainbow Dash shouts.

“Got it!” Scootaloo exclaims in reply.

Taking the leap of faith off the high and dangerous cliff, Scootaloo effortlessly failed and hit the ground in the face. She didn’t flap hard enough. Rainbow Dash suppresses a laughing fit. “Don’t worry squirt. When I first learned how to fly, I kept landing face-flat too.”

Rainbow Dash left out the fact that it never happened on a ditch jump, and never at all the first place. Scootaloo sighs.

"Rainbow Dash! We have been trying for about a few weeks now. When am I going to learn!” She whines.

“Later Scootaloo I got weather duty tomorrow. I will see you tomorrow,” Rainbow Dash tells Scootaloo. “Oh, and don’t you have somewhere to go?”

“Yes!” Scootaloo remembers. “My friends are having a sleepover at the clubhouse! See you later Rainbow Dash, I got to go.” She retrieves her backpack with a different mooc. “I’ll be sure to be there tomorrow” Scootaloo then launches like a rocket on her scooter.

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After taking swift turns and stunts, Scootaloo then starts passing the apple trees of Sweet Apple Acres. She then makes it to the clubhouse. Scootaloo then walks into the clubhouse.

“SCOOTALOO! YOU'RE LATE!”

“Come on Apple Bloom, I was taking flight lessons from Rainbow Dash,” Scootaloo says.

“Well we’ll miss the shower,” Apple Bloom says dropping a book she borrowed from Twilight. “And one will occur tonight!”

Scootaloo looks at the book. “Ok, but why can’t we ask Twilight to watch us and teach us about the stars and this meteor shower?”

“‘Cause we don’t want a boring lecture from Twilight!” Apple Bloom complains. “We need to earn our cutie marks ourselves.”

“But does that usually involve us getting covered in tree sap?”

“Well... Hey I think I see the shower starting!”

Scootaloo heads to the food table. Popcorn, fruit punch, and apples (not surprisingly) are sorted neatly on the table. Taking an apple, Scootaloo then walks to the watch tower to watch the star show. Getting the sleeping bag she owns out of her bag.

The night sky then streaked with white lines. “It’s beautiful...” Sweetie Belle comments before the group looks at their flanks.

“Aww. Can we ever earn our cutie marks!” Sweetie Belle whines.

“Don’t whine like your sister, we’ll get it sometime,” Apple Bloom says. “How ‘bout we identify them star constellations.”

“Great idea!” Scootaloo agrees.

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“Well, we didn’t get our marks, but now we know our constellations!” Scootaloo says tiredly to brighten the dreary feeling off her friends.

“Let’s just go to bed,” Sweetie Belle tiredly replies. “Right now I think I am seeing a Ursa Major flying in the sky.” She then walks back into the main clubhouse where the sleeping bags are, with Apple Bloom. She gave up a while ago.

“Alright.” Scootaloo keeps looking at the window.

“Whatever.” Sweetie then gets into her sleeping bag haphazardly. Still glancing at the window, Scootaloo sees a lone star falling from the sky.

“I wish I can fly, and I also wish-” Scootaloo then stops when she notices that the meteor is now falling into the apple farm. Scootaloo hides in her sleeping bag, thinking that would save her. Scootaloo waited for the meteor to hit the ground. Waited longer. Thinking it’s safe, she gets out from the covers and checks.

As soon as Scootaloo looks outside, an electrical roar echoes through in her ears.

“Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom. Wake up!”

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On another planet, a Q-man (as the locals call him) is running through a dark rainforest. His lungs burning with flame, so the man slows down to catch his breath before the wood from a nearby tree explodes next to his face. The splinters cut his face, but he shouts, “Fatuus! You missed!” before running again.

Bark explodes left and right after the the first shots rang out. Soon a log came in front of the man. For the situation he is in, slowing down is fatal, but the risk is worth it. As the Q-man gets on the ground, the log blows off the tree. The humanoid screamed in pain, and he feels his organs crush. As soon as the shots stop, the humanoid takes a good, hard stare at a group of five, leathery-skinned, bipedal reptiles.

“So... What to we have here? A q-men?” The leader questions.

“Hu. Man. How hard is it to pronounce it anyways?” The human says with sass.

“Very hard in our tongue, and soon it will not matter anyways.” The leader of the group reloads his rifle, which now contains explosive rounds, and lights a cigarette. The leader has finally tracked him down, and he aims his rifle at his head. His comrade will be avenged, and now he pul-

“Hey Greenie,” says the mercenary next to him. “I know you have personal reasons against him, but if you blow his head open he’ll have no worth.”

“Alright,” The leader hesitates for moment. “Let’s go for our bounty!” The leader draws his hacksaw. “Aren’t you even intimated?”

“Please,” The human replies. “I had worse experiences.”
“I like people like you, not afraid of death. I just wish you went with us...”

“Yeah but I’m not cold blooded,” replies the human, in intense pain.

“Not literally,” the reptile states coldly. .The leader then gets to the work. And out of all the noises, the human didn’t make a peep.

The leader collects his head and open fires at the body. To the leader, it isn’t the same, but he doesn’t care. As soon as the group leaves, an apparition forms of the recently deceased human.

Well, I screwed up. The ghost thoughts. Note to self; make sure when protecting someone that he is not an escaped convict.

Now a wanted criminal in the entire planet, that human flies off the ground. Going into space, the human choses a star. I pick, The being thought with consideration. This one!

The being starts to rocket to the location. With no possible resistance at all (being made of pure energy he calls “Life Power”), the being easily breaks through the two barriers of speed without making a sound.

After an hour of traveling over ten times the speed of light, the being finally reaches his destination. With a watchful eye, the being observes if there is any planets that can handle him. The being totally recalls when he attempted to reincarnate himself in a barren planet.

It seems this planet is green. Now a good planet to reincarnate, he prepares to land. Noli oblivisci quid sis notandum. He reminds himself in Latin, the only language that makes him feel like he is home. Taking a look, he takes a burst of faith on a nearby area of land that he can see.

As the being gets closer, he notices trees planted in a farm-like fashion. But before observing, he hits the ground hard, splattering his energy everywhere. Resembling himself, the being gets to his reincarnation business. Soon tiny sparks ejects out from his energy body, and quickly escalates into a power surge. After he materializes, his bald, pale, new body forms.

Using his new body, he stands up. Taking a good look in the environment he is in before falling face-flat to rest because of the strain of making his body.

*****

“Scootaloo, this ‘magic blast’ better do something to earn our cutie marks,” Sweetie Belle complains as she walks out.

“I am sure of it! this will be the easiest way to earn them for sure!” Scootaloo says confidently.

“Whatever. I just want my cutie mark,” Apple Bloom says grumpily. “It’s also cold out here too.” Soon they see a crater of dirt. With the full moon out, they see a cream-colored rock in the center. The three fillies stop dead when they glance at the rock.

“What is it?” Sweetie Belle says in awe.

“I don’t know,” Apple Boom replies.

“Let’s take a closer look,” Scootaloo says eagerly.

The group then surrounds the rock, and start to see it is not a rock, but an alien. Scootaloo compares the alien’s body to a minotaur’s. But unlike the minotaur, he has no fur and is not very muscular. “Is it living?” Sweetie Belle wonders quietly in front of her friends.

“I don’t know,” Scootaloo whispers, and pokes the creature.

The creature opens his eyes. The trio stops in shock and looks at it. The creature then raises his hand and smiles. The creature then stands up before them, revealing how big he is.

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle scream in unison and towards the clubhouse. Hoping the creature isn’t chasing after them, they look back to see nothing. Seeing the clubhouse in front of them, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom race towards the door. Opening, shutting, and locking it as swiftly as they can.

“Phew, I think we lost him right Apple Bloom.” Sweetie Belle says in a nervous tone.

“Right. You got that Scootaloo. We were lucky that we escaped and-” Apple Bloom pauses in mid speech, noticing somepony is missing. Looking around, Apple Bloom notices a lack of orange color in the room. Apple Bloom then looks outside, with no orange color to be seen.

“Do you remember seeing Scootaloo?” Apple Bloom asks fearfully.

“No,” Sweetie replies in fear.

Apple Bloom, looking outside, drops a stare at the window. “Oh. Sweet. Celestia.”

*****

Haec est mala. The creature thought as he chases a little orange pony through the apple fields. Just what I need, a chase to communicate to a pony that I need. Catching up, the creature would have a chance to communicate to the pony, but he didn’t expect one thing. The fence post that lines the entire farm. The creature then slams into and flips over the peg of the fence. Mea inguine....

The creature then looks at the little pony, running away from him. Using all his will, the creature gets up and runs, but not as fast as before. This is going to be a long night. Lustus quis ego necessarius.

*****

Scootaloo gallops as fast as her limbs could take her. I’ll be safe at Fluttershy’s! I am almost there! Then Scootaloo looks back to see the creature getting closer. No, it will eat me by the time it reaches the door! Scootaloo felt a drowning feeling in her as she thought about what the creature might do. Scootaloo then catches a glance of a path to the Everfree forest. Thoughtlessly, she charges into the forest.

*****

Dabo adsequi ad vos... The human thought confidently. I won’t let you get away from me. In pursuit of the orange pony, he turns into a forest. Soon the human lost sight of her.

So close, he thought critically.

Using almost all of his focus, the human starts sensing creatures with life power. Where are you my little friend... He senses around and sees a lone moving form of energy- Found you! ...getting silently pursued by multiple disturbances. Not good....

*****

Scootaloo slows down to catch her breath. I think I am far enough...

She walks around the forest, hoping to go back to the clubhouse and- Wait. I’M LOST! Scootaloo starts to shake. I will be here forever. I am going to get eaten by a parsperite. I am going to see a cockerice in the eyes. I am going to get eaten by-

*Snap*

-a timberwolf. She turns around to see a bunch of amber eyes looking straight at her.

“HELP ME!” Scootaloo shouted. “SOMEONE! HELP!”

“GGGAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!”

*****

The human then covers his mouth after tripping over a rock. That blows my cover.... The biggest wolf, which seems to be the alpha male, comes closer. “Cerebrum est nucis.” The human punches his snout and runs. Ouch... The human rubs his fist. That face felt like a fully-grown tree.

Seeing the filly run off, the human follows along with the wolves. He looks back. It was a great idea at the moment... I WISH I HAD THOUGHT OF WHAT WOULD HAPPEN NEXT!

*****

Out of all the things Scootaloo wanted to do, geting chased by a monster wasn’t one of them. Hopefully, the monster gets attacked by the wolves. But then, who will the wolves go after after him?

In a sudden burst of energy, Scootaloo just runs in hope of escaping. All for it to end with the failure to see a ledge. Falling face-first, she put her hooves in front of her face. The ground wasn’t soft, and the amount of pain in her left ankle was unbearable. The cry Scootaloo made caught the attention of all the nearby animals.

Soon the hailing of paws followed. She tried to escape, but the pain was unbearable.

*****

The human slides down the ledge, hoping to lose the wolves, but they just jump over him. Great. Now what. He looks down at the ground to see an orange ball with purple tuffs on the ground surrounded by wolves. This is not good... I am not interested in getting my knowledge-farm turn into plant fertilizer.

Alright. Step one. In one swift action, the human picks up the pony. Great, next step. He then leaps over the group. Final step. The human then runs as fast as his energy could support. With all that is happening at once, the wolves just stood in their place.

Getting out of the confusion, the wolves chased after the human. Soon their pace surpasses the human’s.

Mirabilis! The human thought sarcastically. They are getting faster than me. The human thought rapidly. Leaving the filly behind for a distraction will lose his only piece of knowledge of the planet he is living in, but it seems like a good option right now. Just as he attempts to drop her, something came into his mind. I GOT IT!

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The alpha male of the pack sniffs for any new scent of the human along with the rest of the pack. One of the wolf barked hastily and the entire group followed him. Then the human came out of a nearby cave. Phew, glad that’s over. Looking back, the human sees the pony he picked up asleep. Convenient, it won’t struggle when I copy it’s knowledge.

After enduring the run, the pounding on his back while she was being carried, the human was about to perform his ritual and-

*RRRROOOOOOOOAAAARRRRR*

The human stood silently with a face of anger before turning around.

Author's Note:

After fighting this man called Captain Procrastination, I finally got this done.

Whoopee.