Magnificent Might of Midnight Sight Sorcerer Supreme

by Element of Malice


Chapter 5

Good Light heard the distinctive sound of hooves, he didn’t need to look at their light to know that they belonged to Apple Bloom. “AJ told me bout ya having trust issues,” She said, but Good Light didn’t respond. “Mind if ah sit next to ya?”

“It’s your house,” the stallion muttered with his face still buried in his for hooves, smothering his words, “And I’m just somepony who doesn’t even belong here.” It was clear he didn’t want to talk, but Apple Bloom was determined to make sure he felt welcome. She sat next to him and looked out on the horizon the purple glow of dusk slowing turning golden.

“If yer scared because of the dream ya had last night,” Apple Bloom said as reassuringly as she could, “My sis would always tell me ‘That’s all it was, a dream, nuttin’ else.’” Good Light shifted his gaze to look at her, then, the little filly had an idea. “Hey, maybe we could ask—”

“Sad light.”

The filly gave him a quizzical look, “Pardon?”

“Your light is sad. Why?”

“Ah don’t know what you’re talking bout.” Apple bloom huffed as she turned away. She glanced back at Good Light, who seemed to be staring right through her, and her white lie. She gave a sigh of defeat, “AJ, Big Mac and I lost our parents. Ah was too young ta remember what they were like, I do remember having nightmares though. Applejack would come into my room, or ah would go to hers, she’d tell me things that would help calm me down, then if they were really bad, spend the night with me so I felt safe. Granny would also try ta help, but I remember AJ the most. They never got as bad as what I saw last night with you though. But ah know somepony who can help, Princess Luna. She’s an expert on that sorta stuff.”

Good Light buried his face into his hooves again. “By all means, I’m all for any suggestions. Not like I can do anything about it.” The stallion’s negative attitude didn’t look like it was going to be changing. Apple Bloom then recalled why she wanted to talk to Good light, “Say, can ah look at yer cutie mark?”

Good Light head snapped up to face the filly, “What, why?”

“Ah think it can help find out where you came from.” Apple Bloom answered, “My friends and ah started a group called the Cutie Mark Crusaders. We help others with finding their special talent.” She tried to look at his cutie mark, but like the rest of him, it was still caked with dirt. “If ah can figure out what yer talent is, that’ll narrow down where we need ta look ta find yer past.” She went around him to find the same problem on the other side, “But I’ll need ta brush some dirt off of it first.”

Good light wordlessly stood up and allowed the filly to do what she needed to “Wow, this cutie mark looks really unique.”

“What?” Good Light said, confused by what she was saying.

Apple Bloom brimmed with excitement at the opportunity to talk about her favorite topic. “Well, most ponies have a cutie mark that looks simple and straight forward. For example, a rose, an hourglass, bubbles. My sister has three apples, and my brother has a big one cut in halve. But then there are more specific lookin’ ones like a pair a skis, fossil bones, I knew a pony who was good at dancin’ and his was a top hat in a spotlight.” The filly sat down and tapped her chin with her hoof. “My cutie mark along with my friends Scootaloo and Sweetie Bell are shield insignias with different emblems, meaning we’re meant to be together—”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t need a history lecturer about a tattoo on my rump,” Good Light said interrupting the filly sounding slightly agitated, “just get to the point, tell me what you see, and what you think it means.”

“Well there’s a mask, the kind that only covers the top part of yer face, but the eyeholes look like spotlights shinin’ down on a pedestal with a pony in a cape standing on it. Like ah said, really unique and detailed.” Said Apple Bloom finishing the description “Probably some kinda show business or something, Ah’m not sure. But trust me, ah’ll do what ah can ta figure it out.”

That word again, trust. Good Light didn’t know why, but for some reason, at that moment he felt like he had had it. The stallion’s head swung wide as he looked towards Apple Bloom, “Again with the trust? Yes, I’m having a little difficulty believing others at the moment, so how about we do a little trust exercise to fix that.” The stallion stood on his back legs, holding his front hooves outward for balance. “Tell me, what is directly below us between here and the ground?” He began walking down the peak of the roof starting from the back of the house, going towards the spire with the weather vain. The entire time Apple Bloom was trying to contemplate what he was doing.

“Uh… nothing?” Apple Bloom almost couldn’t watch, concerned that he was going to lose his hoofing, but he never did.

“Nothing? No… No wires, or poles, or spiky fences, or anything like that? Just the ground and nothing in between?” Good Light turned around when he reached the spire and faced the filly at the end of the roof.

“Uh… No?” The yellow filly began to rapidly glance between the ground below and the stallion that looked ready to run. Her heart started racing, now realizing what he was about to do. “Wait! Don’t tell me yer—!”


Applejack was on the ground floor when she heard the pounding of hoof steps going across the roof. About mid-way, the rhythm changed. In the corner of her eye, she saw a form falling past the window. The orange mare rushed to the window, threw it open, and stuck her head out, seeing Good Light on the ground. Applejack turned her head skyward and saw Apple Bloom staring down at her in bewilderment. “What happened?! Ah told you to not ta give him marbles while he’s up there!”

Suddenly there was laughter, “Wow, right now it looks to me that you don’t even trust your own sister,” Good Light staggered up from the ground still chuckling as he rubbed the new sore areas on his body. “That was so much fun. Believe me, I’m fine, my legs just bucked when I landed. We were only doing a trust exercise,” he looked back up at the filly on the roof. “I asked her what was down here before I jumped, just like Jungle Gym taught me. Now I trust her a little bit more.”

“That still don’t make it right ta…” Applejack paused when she realized something about what he said, “Who’s Jungle Gym? Ah don’t know anypony by that name.”

Good Light stopped giggling, “Jungle Gym…” he repeatedly said, stretching out the word in different ways. Then he grunted frustrated in his failure to remember. “It was right there but… Gah! Maybe if I jump off the roof again, I could—”

“ABSOLUTELY NOT!!” Applejack bellowed, “Ya coulda been hurt more than ya already are, or worse.”

Good Light gave her a menacing stare, “And what would I have to lose if that did happen?”

“AJ, it looked like he knew what he was doin’, it was actually pretty cool lookin’.” Apple Bloom counteracted.

Applejack gave a snort, climbed out the window, and walked over to Good Light. Good Light could see her light was enraged. She deeply inhaled before speaking, “Ya might think ya got nothing ta lose, but if Fluttershy found out you got hurt, or worse, then I could lose more then just one friend, her and you.” Hearing the farm mare calling Good Light a friend through the stallion for a loop. “Now ah don’t know who did what to ya, but if and when ah find out, they will regret ever crossing me.” Applejack held her gaze with Good Light, “How about we put our differences behind us and turn over a new leaf. Ah made a promise ta Fluttershy ta keep an eye on you, now ah’ll make a promise ta help you find out who did this. You have my word, deal?” she spat in her hoof, mostly out of her habit with Rainbow Dash, and held it out. She then wondered how the blind stallion would react to the gesture. Good Light, remaining skeptical, had a sorrowful look on his face. He knew she wasn’t lying, her light said so.

“Ah can help too!” Apple Bloom called out, “And ah think ah might know what yer special talent is! But first ah need ta get somepony ta make sure ah’m right, ah’ll be right back.” Apple Bloom climbed off the roof and into the house.

Good Light gave a sigh, “Alright, I’ll put my trust in you. But until they are caught, you along with everypony else I’ve meet so far will still be on the list, just not as high. However, there is one exception.” Out of nowhere, there was a growl of a stomach loud enough to be heard by Apple Bloom who was rushing out the front door. “What he said.”

Applejack stood gaping in disbelief, “Ya got a be kiddin’ me!”

Another grumble was heard but not as loud as the first one, “he disagrees.” After yet another grumble, Good Light continued, “And would like something that isn’t apple-related—” his stomach interrupted, “as apple-related as last night.” To the mares surprise Good Light spat into his hoof and held out. She took it, and they shook in agreement.

Good Light leaned to his right, eyes fixed behind Applejack, “What is it?”

“Looks like Fluttershy’s bringing a few… five? Six! She’s bringing six friends this way.” Good Light’s face scrunched in thought, “There’s a pegasus, a unicorn, earth pony… a dragon and I almost overlooked Fluttershy’s animal.”

“You can see them from here?” AJ looked at the house, amazed to know he could see their lights through objects, but then she did the math, “That’s only five. Didn’t you say there were six?”

“Their light keeps changing.” Good Light’s eye’s fixated on the fluctuation of the light, “It’s a mix of Pegasus, unicorn, and earth pony? Mostly unicorn though.”

“That must be Twilight, she’s an alicorn.”

Good Lights ears perked up, “An alicorn? She’s a princess!?” he gave himself a quick sniff, “I think I’m going to rinse off real quick while you prepare breakfast. Can you lead me to the tub?”