Three Years Before Ch. 2
Silver Spoon was walking around town looking for other foals to try and make friends with. Most of the other foals that she saw around town were busily playing with their friends and didn't seem to notice her when she tried to talk to them.
She wasn't used to this but it was better than when she lived in Canterlot, there all the foals either hated her cause their family's had more money or only tried to make friends with her because her family had more money than their's did. Here the foals didn't even seem to notice her, aside from the daughter of the local rich family, Diamond Tiara. It could be because she was the only one with a cutie mark in her grade.
Silver was about to give up on finding somepony to try and make friends with when she saw a white unicorn foal walking through down the street and turn down an alley. 'A short cut maybe?' Silver thought to herself. Still trying to find a friend she chose to speed up and try to catch up to her.
As Silver turned down the alley she saw the other foal go around a corned in the alley and swiftly made her way down the alley to try and talk to her. However as Silver turned the corner she dived back around it and slowly peeked around it, disappointed.
The Unicorn foal seemed to meeting with another foal, an orange pegasus. "Alright Sweetie lets see if we can get our cutie marks in wall climbing." The Orange foal said.
"Wall climbing? Seriously Scoot?" The now named Sweetie said.
"Yeah! Maybe we can become master thieves, or spies!" Said Scoot gesturing to a poorly made wall climbing contraption. "Come on, I already got it all set up, see?"
"Alright, fine." Sweetie unenthusiastically let out.
"SCOOT! SCOOTALOO!" The voice of an adult yelled with anger. "SCOOTALOO! WHERE ARE YOU? YOU WHERE SUPPOSED TO COME HOME AFTER SCHOOL!"
"Ah ponyfeathers, alright you do this and let me know if it works for you. I gotta go before mom gets mad." Scootaloo said. "Well, madder." And she ran towards the other end of the alley.
Sweetie just sat there for a minute or two, as Silver was to nervous to approach her in a dark alley, before she began to hook herself up to the cruddy climbing equipment with a sigh.
Silver Spoon saw her chance to make a friend and was about to walk out and talk to her when she began to put some of her weight on the apparatus and it came crashing down on top of Sweetie.
Silver shook herself out of her shock and was about to run up to her when she heard the grinding sound of metal on metal and Sweetie pushed her self out of the rubble.
How ever something was... wrong. Sweetie seemed to be almost completely fine, nothing more than a couple of scratches. But then something even stranger happened. Sweetie began to flicker with some kind of green light and then was consumed in green fire.
What now stood in the place of the foal was.. some kind of... machine? It seemed to have armor over a skeletal frame, its eyes glowing a bright green. On its sides appeared to be some kind of... folded wings and a horn on its head sharp enough to put the Canterlot Royal Guard to shame with their spears. The thing also seemed to have something hidden under its wings, inside its barrel. And lastly it had no mane but it had a tail that seemed to be like a metal cat tail with a hook at the end of it.
"AH, COME ON!" The thing shouted in a heavily distorted voice that barely sounded like the foal she had heard talk before, and the green light began to flicker around it again. But that was the last Silver Spoon saw of it as her fear consumed her and she took of running as fast as she could back the way she came.
"I think I'll just be friends with Diamond after all." Silver said to herself as she ran straight home.
Sweetie looked down the alley from the way she had come from. She had felt a sudden spike of fear from that direction, but it was quickly growing faint so she just shrugged it off and continued to try and put her image back on. It would be rude to walk around town with her inside on display, nopony else dose it after all.
She knew Dr. Pins'n'Needles was going to be unhappy when she went in to see her again, a cracked eye lens is no fun to replace for either of them.