//------------------------------// // The Crimson Greatwyrm: Conclusion // Story: Equestria Lost: Dragons beyond time // by Tythen //------------------------------// "Flame Slimes, shrooms, goblins, and gobhealers," Big Mac grumbled, "Honestly, y'all got the easy task," "You wouldn't do any better on the fighting team." Francesca smirked, "Given that many enemies can just drop you in one hit. You screaming and running around is worse than a liability." "Relax everyone," Sweetie laughed, "We all got out of this alive. Definitely hurt, but alive. Though, there must be a way to fix the hair and clothes or Mum and Dad will smell something fishy." "Flash dear? You seem to have something on your mind." Estelle noticed, "Would you like to tell me?" "Well, the first thing is Ms Cleo's second spell. It strengthens the body's resistance to physical injuries... Would it have been possible to resist fire?" "This isn't the first time I got buffed by those runes so yeah," Francesca answered, "Any defensive enchantments caused by whatever will protect whoever from all kinds of attacks." "So that means before the last part of the race, Ms Cleo could have done that, or rather I should have asked her to. Wait a minute..." Flash went pale, "Nonononono!" Sweetie grabbed Flash's arm, "Do NOT beat yourself up over this! It's over. We're still alive in the end. And even if Ms Cleo used it beforehand to protect Big Mac and me, what would have happened to you against that Golem?" "Rather you than me." Flash reasoned, "You guys mocked me for being a pain-eater after all." "There was a high chance you could have died without it." Cleo countered, "And I will not take it." "How about the second thing then?" Estelle changed the subject, "Just going back on what I thought about this morning. We rushed over to Mount Adolla to stop it from erupting and find Ms M. Turns out Brunhilda set the Mountain to blow on purpose, just to get us here. Then she forced us to undergo a life-threatening test for her own entertainment while we're doing this to save our own lives and Canterlot. Now that we've done all that, she kept her promise and we're likely getting an audience with her. That's fine, but Ms M is still nowhere to be seen." "In her defence, every Greatwyrm holds a lethal trial like that. It's what the Prince and I had to overcome for us to make a pact." "Well with all due respect, she should know that there is no one in Equestria who has Dragonblood, nor is there the necessity of a threat. Has the prince been forced to make a pact because a dragon threatens to destroy a village?" "No," Cleo answered, "But should something like that happen, he'll do it." "Goddess, there is absolutely no way I can be him." Flash groaned, "While we're on the subject, we can continue the discussion about Ms M. You know her right?" "I do," Cleo responded, "Whenever we had a small break, my mind turns to a theory I realise to be flawed. If she was truly a descendant, you would not have known her as you've been holed in the Halidom for the rest of the world to change around you. So, who is she?" "... I don't think I have to answer anything about that." Cleo gave a coy smile without looking at the group, "Why not?" Estelle asked, "Don't we have a right to know? And especially if it concerns our history teacher?" Cleo stops in her tracks. "Because I don't need to tell you," Her coy smile turns into a wide and devious one, "You will discover her secret today," "No..." Flash's eyes widened, Estelle covers her mouth in shock Sweetie Belle gasps loudly, "You're kiddin'..." Big Mac spoke astounded, "Is our history teacher a dragon? The bloody Flamewyrm of New Alberia?" Cleo said nothing and continued walking forward. "Ey! Ms Cleo! Don't leave us in shock! Just tell us!" Big Mac pleaded, limping after her with the other three students. Francesca was the only one left in the dust, "Umm..." Francesca coughed, "Being taught by another race isn't so surprising. In my dimension, that is." "Here we are," Cleo leads the team into the Crater beyond the dragon's maw. "The Flamewyrm's Abode," "Wow." Sweetie looked around, "The shape of the ground looks exactly like Mercury's home." "And the same goes for the Windwyrm's," Big Mac noted, "Only that there are lavafalls." "Now where is that Dragon?" Francesca spoke, "I'm sick of hearing her voice echo around the place." "Hey! Are you there Brunhilda? We come in peace!!! Well, sorta frustrated, but not hostile! Also, are you our history teacher?" Sweetie called out. No one responded. "Do you think she left the volcano?" Flash asked, "No... Ah, can feel it in mah body that someone else is here, watchin' us." Big Mac answered, "The heat. It doesn't feel like the magma from before." "Hey everyone! A treasure chest!" Estelle yelled, pointing with delight. She hopped towards the valuable box and opened it with a light kick. "What!?" The preacher was stunned. What lurked inside the chest was no rupies, bat wings, weapons or mana. Instead, there were... "Papers," Estelle picked up a few, "Just normal A4 sized papers! Who would keep such a trifle item as treasure!?" "What!?" The group rushed over, "Wow," Flash picked up a few, "You're right! And from the looks of it... 'Which one of these people have NOT been appointed the president of Equestria?', 'Write a summary about the Great Depression and expand on one example of a major event'." He read, "These are test papers for Equestrian history!" "Oh, it doesn't stop there." Big Mac responded. He held out a page for everyone to see. Printed in the middle was the image of a horseshoe; shaped to resemble a 'C', "Do you know what this means?" "Yeah." Sweetie snatched the page for her own look, "That's the Wondercolts logo. These test papers... are from our school! And that smell... it's perfume!" "Congratulations students!!! Or rather... surprise!!!" A familiar voice echoed throughout the cave, "You have done well to make it this far! I suppose I have to reveal myself now. Here I come!" The sound of footsteps echoed. "Hang on..." Mac scratched his head, "Those steps sound like heels..." "Oh My Goddess... it really is her!!!" Sweetie exclaimed, "I'm really what exactly?" Ms M walked into their view, "A history teacher at Canterlot High School? Then you are correct!!!" "Ms M!" Estelle jumped in shock, "What are you doing here!? Are you really Brunhilda!?" "Strange, this is the first time seeing you, and yet you know me..." Ms M turned to Estelle, Francesca and Cleo. "Who are you? What are you doing with three of my students? And what are your motives for doing so?" "I can explain..." Estelle tried to speak. "No need to," Ms M laughed, "I am merely jesting, Rarity. And I believe the one who's 'Francesca' is the girl named Adagio! Lovely to meet you! As for you. You're the one who's been taking care of my four students in this unexplored land." She turned to Cleo. "It's wonderful to meet you, Ms M." Cleo stepped forward, "Or should I say, Ms Mym?" Ms M smiled. "You still haven't changed a bit, Cleo; A funny little creature as always. It has been a long time since I've been called that name," Ms M addressed, "Mym?" Francesca repeated, "Isn't that?" "So you also know Ms Cleo as well?" Estelle started, "We do," Ms M nodded, "We have fought a long time ago, under the banner of the late Seventh Prince of Alberia; He was Ruler of New Alberia and my darling." "So are you really her? I mean really really??? Mercury did say it's possible but--" Sweetie asked. "And she is right, dear Sweetie." Ms M coughed, then spoke in a powerful voice. "To Canterlot City, and the entirety of Equestria, I am Ms M. A history teacher that works at Canterlot High School. 'Mym' is a name and appearance I borrowed from a companion of Alberius a thousand years ago. As for my true form..." Snapping her fingers, a large pillar of fire envelops her entirely. When it subsided, a large red dragon was standing in her place. Everyone that was not Cleo dropped their jaws. The dragon standing before them matched horn for horn, jaw for jaw, eyes for eyes, wings for wings, and every single part of her was identical to the artwork of the 'Greatwyrm Brunhilda'. "I am the Flamewyrm Brunhilda." The dragon mightily announced, "The mistress of crimson, the inferno clad, and the flame that guided the path of Alberius the Founder and his descendant, the late Prince Euden. Although..." She dropped her seriousness, "... I guess I'm guiding young students to historical enlightenment with my flame now." "Mind. BLOWN." Sweetie spoke, "Everyone in CHS would flip if they found out their teacher and co-worker is a dragon. Literally!" "Heavens to Betsy..." Big Mac dropped his jaw, "Pretty as a peach doesn't begin to describe you," "Ms Brunhilda. On behalf of me and my friends, I'm SO sorry if you listened to any sort of snide or rude remark against you made by us. Please forgive us!" Estelle spoke, "Well, I'm happy to see that you're showing us your true identity," Flash growled, "But did you really have to go through all of this, just to get our attention???" "Guilty as charged. Then again, things run differently between your world and mine. Keep in mind though, my Ms M self is also a part of me. Would you take your history teacher as someone who'd blow up a volcano and kill many humans?" "..." Flash blinked, calming down a little, "I'd believe that if you were a human, but you're not. But just to play along, you are a very strict teacher who no fear of scolding or 'burning' students whenever they'd be disruptive in class or break any rules. Like preserving mana and nature in Grastaea, you maintain order and discipline to prevent chaos and destruction. Now that I've said that, I just remembered that you've been calling us 'humans' as Ms M. I thought you're just trying to act superior. Turns out you really are by race." "Hey! Looks like you've calmed down instead of blowing up on me! Perhaps you should have done the same for your Ms Cleo by heeding her when she talked about her second skill back at the Gobmancers explosion. A bit too hasty there, mmm?" Flash went pale once again and turns his face away. "That's too harsh Mym." Cleo glared, "You know he was responsible for two lives." "Even more! I'm his teacher, that's what I do. Teach students and give them feedback! If it were the Equestrian army, you'd suffer more than just salt on the wound! People would hate you, you'd lose your rank, you get the idea." "Actually..." Estelle added, "There were times when you were helpful. You told us about the Gobhealers." "And you informed us about what the third part of the race is." Big Mac added, "Even though we woulda found out by ourselves, you told us anyways." "Okay, I won't sugarcoat it. I was known as a wrathful dragon back then, and I still am today. But the actions that earned me that title is all but in the past. Kindling a marriage with my darling prince has allowed me to open up to other humans and the world." Brunhilda sighed, "As I fought alongside them, the more I learned about how precious we are to one another, though I would never know that if not for him. I made a vow to never wage war on his kind unless there was a good reason, and why I decided to become a teacher in this era." "Hold the phone," Sweetie stopped, "You married Prince Euden?" "Now THAT's a lie!!!" Cleo intervened, "Mym is just obsessed with his Highness. She thinks of the dragonpacts as 'marriage'." "Bite your tongue, Cleo!!!" Brunhilda hissed, "A dragonpact is serious business! Any breach of the pact can kill the human and dragon. With no greater pain and punishment, there's no other reason than it being a symbol of love!" "True. A pact is sort of a synonym for marriage," Estelle added, "But given that the prince made pacts with multiple dragons, I don't think marriage was the main intention for these pacts. Sorry Ms M-- I mean Ms Brunhilda!" "Besides..." Cleo glared, "You know how uncomfortable your advances are on his Highness." "Shut it..." Brunhilda pouted, "If you think you can criticise me of my approaches, then you betray your own feelings for him! Not just you actually. You, Elisanne, Estelle, Althemia, Orion, Naveed, and many other girls too, hide their feelings from him, and give him the cold shoulder whenever he's dense! Philia was the only one who constantly showed her love for him, and Malora was competitively flirtatious!" "So it is true, Estelle does love the prince." Estelle smiled, "Aren't Orion and Naveed guy names?" Sweetie raised her eyebrows, "If so, that means the Prince is so awesome that even guys want him!" "This is not what Ah was expecting from stoppin' an eruptin' volcano." Big Mac remarked. "Ah actually fought we'd be fightin' a dragon, not havin' this awkward chat with a dragon that turns out to be our teacher." "We were given that option, we turned it down." Francesca noted, "Trust me, it's a bad idea." "As much as you like talking, would you like to do it in a more comfortable place? A volcano is hardly the right area for you to socialise. I'd fly you all back to the Halidom, but I can only carry three at best." Brunhilda offered, Everyone's pupils grew big, and their jaws dropped again (except Cleo and Flash). "Did you just say you can fly us?" Sweetie repeated. "I sure did, but I can't carry all of you sadly. You need another dragon to help!" The siblings looked at each other with sparkling eyes, "Can you still give us a flying trip for another time?" Estelle pleaded. "If you like!" Brunhilda winked. "Yes!!!" The siblings jumped for joy. "Then let's head back." Cleo encouraged. "On foot." "That reminds me." Brunhilda spoke, "Cleo hasn't made any fiend-repelling enchantments in the Mountain. We're bound to come across some, which will be important for you, Cleo and Rarity. You'll need to heal Big McIntosh back to health before we make the long trip back." "Is everything alright back in Canterlot?" Rarity spoke into her phone. She was now sitting on a small stump near an unlit campfire on the Halidom Castle grounds changed back to her normal self. "Rarity! I'm glad you're alright. It's been an hour and a half, but there have been no signs of any earthquakes after that according to experts and there's no magic influence either. The folks are not afraid to exit their homes now." Sunset responded, "Applejack and the rest of us all gathered together, save for you. How's the other world?" "Still standing. Next time, all of you MUST come along! It takes magic to a whole new level, and I should introduce it to you as friends!" "I'll let everyone know about it. When are you coming back?" "We're staying with Adagio for Lunch, then we'll come back in the afternoon." "Adagio huh... Listen. Applebloom and Scootaloo mentioned that you're going to teach her how to sing again. I get that she's been by her own for a few months under someone who's been steering her in the right way, but I'm still very much concerned that this can give her the power to wreak havoc again. Are you sure you're going to go through with that?" "I have absolute faith in her," "What if she takes advantage of that and attacks?" "Then... Then we'll stop her. Sweetie, McIntosh, Flash, Ms Cleo, and me." "The rest of us will always pitch in if all of you can't hold her back." Sunset comforted, "Just be vigilant. See you tomorrow?" "Sure. Goodbye!" Rarity finished, ending the call. "Hey, Rarity!" Sweetie ran over, "Let me tell you, you NEED to try out the Halidom baths. They are so big and beautiful that it puts our same old bathrooms to shame!" "Sweetie!!!" Rarity embraced, "I'm so glad you're back to normal. It's amazing to see that Ms Cleo's healing magic could repair the colour and shine of your hair!" "I guess that's the secret behind 'Elder Cure'! Makes you feel young again, literally." Sweetie laughed, "Oh, did you also that Ms Cleo deals in sewing as well? She was able to repair my clothes as well as Big Mac's. Heck, she even made my entire jacket from scratch, and it looks exactly the same! I think you and her could be new best friends, or even master and apprentice!" "She's dedicated to taking care of the Halidom and its residents." Adagio approached, "She's pretty much the Mother of everyone back then, and even now too." "I couldn't have said it better myself," Ms M followed behind. "You're another example Rarity. Cleo replicated your clothes from scratch in ten minutes!" "Yes, I should properly thank her-- My goodness!" Rarity jumped, "That is... certainly some outfit you have on!" "You like it?" Ms M winked. "This is what I usually wear when I'm travelling around here as a human. In Canterlot however, I would not blend in so well." Her smart-casual top and skirt was replaced with a long regal robe of purple and big white furry linings that were held together by a red silk belt with gold ends around her abdomen and a black dress with some red armour that fit sensibly on her chest, and pair of long tights that reached up to her thighs with black battle boots that had white fur sticking out. But what was more concerning was that replacing her glasses was a small tiara on top of her head and a pair of curved horns on the left and right. And just behind her... A red scaly tail was sticking out underneath her black shirt and robes. "Now that we're at it, the Halidom really went down the drain when everyone left," Ms M noted, "Almost every facility is dilapidated, and there's no one keeping watch, taking a walk, or sitting near the campfire; it's so barren!" "Well, we have been working on renovating the place," Rarity responded, "If recall correctly, we've rebuilt one Dojo and the five elemental altars." "Hold on for a moment. Did you just say YOU built it?" Ms M prompted, "Yeah," Sweetie nodded, "What's wrong with that?" "Ha ha ha ha!" Ms M bursts into laughter, "Humans and Sylvans, actually repairing and upgrading facilities!? My goodness, how backwards has New Alberia become?" "Hey, that's nothing to laugh at, people do this for a living." Rarity frowned, "Ah, I suppose so. My apologies." Ms M bowed, "You see, development projects in the Halidom aren't done by humans or sylvans." "It's the Smithwyrm's job," Big Mac finished the sentence, walking out with a towel, "Ms Cleo told me as such. Course, we don't have them around so it's up ta us." "That is true. Again, please forgive me for my sudden outburst." Ms M continued, "Either way, I'm glad to hear that the Halidom is slowly being rebuilt. Actually, I can help you with that." "You can?" The three teens perked up, "Since the Halidom is a part of the Mistholt and the neighbouring forest, protecting this castle also comes with his territory. He'll be able to call for the Smithwyrms to return and build this place up in no time!" "Who?" Sweetie asked, "Dear me, Sweetie, I'm disappointed that you forgot! Do I have to re-lecture you on your Grastaean history? The guardian of the forest, alongside Cleo, is a dragon!" "Midgardsomr?" Big Mac answered, "Correct! Extra marks to you Big Mac!" Ms M nodded, "And before you say anything, yes. Mids has been rather aloof lately. He rarely comes by his own home because he made a promise to the Prince after his passing, to make sure no fiends would dare invade the land. He's been doing that for centuries now, and Elysium knows it's taken a toll on his mind. That's why Jupiter is being his psychologist of all things, can you believe it!? All the Greatwyrms, myself included, have really hit the bottom of the barrel!" "Jupiter. He's the Lightwyrm and the jerk of the group, right?" Sweetie asked, "Oh yes indeed!" Ms M grumbled, "Ah, but forget about him! If you'd like, I'm more than happy to fetch Mids if you want to! But you'll to have to convince him to join you, just like you did with me!" Everyone fell silent, save for a few birds chirping, and Cleo and Flash exiting the castle. "It's time for lunch everyone!" Cleo called, but no one reacted. "Oh dear, did we come at a bad time?" "Not at all! You're just in time!" Ms M responded, "It's a good thing you're here too Flash. You were a part of this as much as they are." "Huh... Okay." Flash slowly nodded and walked over to his friends, "... So what's going on?" "To forge a pact or an alliance with humans, each Greatwyrm designed a trial to test the Prince and his companions. Do you remember me mentioning that?" "You told us," Rarity raised her hand, "But you didn't tell the other three." "Now you are informed," Ms M walked forward, "Our trials are to test humans on what we dragons hold most dear individually. This was what I've always had in mind when I made a trial for Prince Euden and for all of you." Sweetie gasped loudly once again, "No way!" She said, "Are you actually going to... Are you???" "You came to Mount Adolla without any intention of taking my trial but to prevent it from destroying your own home, as well as to save your teacher. Alas, I forced you into doing my challenge, and you've still completed it in the end. As such, you deserve the same reward." "Oh my goodness, we've got a dragon in our ranks!" Sweetie screamed while jumping, "About that Sweetie," Ms M corrected, "We're dragons. Like every animal in existence, we have our own autonomy as well as our own feelings and voices. Please treat us with respect; the same way you do with your kind." "Sorry," Sweetie apologised, "One more thing and this is important." Ms M's tone went fierce, "The bond between a human and dragon is the most important part of the pact. Before we lend any king or queen their power, we must learn their intentions on what they will use it for. At the same time, we also fight for things that WE want." "I'm very confused. How?" Sweetie asked, "Perhaps you can give an explanation, 'Ms' Cleo?" Ms M gestured, "There was a time when one of Prince Euden's siblings had made a pact with Mercury, she was promised that the ocean she loves would be protected by his wealth and power. Turns out it was a straight-faced lie. He just wanted her power to crush his enemies," Cleo explained, "Oof..." Sweetie bit her lip, "That's pretty low for a ruler. I wouldn't want to be his friend if he'd use me like that!" "Honesty for loyalty? I get it!" Rarity exclaimed, "It's the same thing as friendship!!!" "I couldn't have said it better myself," Ms M smiled, "Our bonds... Our 'Dragalia'. Is composed of exactly the same virtues that true friends would hold with each other. Do you understand?" "Friendship? Absolutely. It's what makes me strong too!" "Then let's begin. Rarity, Adagio Dazzle, Sweetie Belle, Big McIntosh and Flash Sentry." Ms M got on one knee and bowed humbly, "Inspired by your strength, and your bonds with each other, I am willing to make a pact with you, if you so wish to." "W-Wait!" Sweetie protested, "Neither of us has Dragonblood! Wouldn't this cause some sort of disaster?" "No. This pact is made by word." Ms M looked up, "You won't get a pactstone out of this, but the results will be the same. In an era where so much has changed, I have decided on my own that this should too. Normally, it's humans who seek pacts with dragons, not the other way round. I would not have budged to meet you, if not for my darling, and Cleo here too!" "If we say yes?" Adagio prompted, "Well, I ask that you do me a favour, and I'd like to know your motives for using my power." "And if we refuse?" Big Mac continued. "Nothing really. But I'm more than willing to help you out where needed." "You're already doing that Ms Brunhilda," Rarity laughed, "Even if you're a dragon, we've known you as our teacher first and foremost!" "I suppose so!" Ms M smiled, "Well big sis?" Sweetie asked, "Your decision!" "Are you sure? Then don't be surprised!" Rarity nodded. "Ms Brunhilda. I decline--" "What!?!?" Sweetie, Big McIntosh, Adagio, and Cleo gasped in shock. "Let me finish!" Rarity retorted. "Pardon me... I decline if it was a pact as the ones you had back then. This pact is just like asking me to be best friends, and I'm more than happy to put that trial behind us and accept!" "Oh..." Sweetie, Big McIntosh, Adagio, and Cleo sighed in relief. "But... I understand how important these trials and pacts are to you, so I won't forget about that. As Dragalia goes both ways, I am more than happy to tell you my motive. Not sure about the others." "Actually, we do have one unified motive," Sweetie raised her hand, "It's also why we've been coming here all the time!" "And that is?" Ms M askes. Cleo and the four teenagers turned their eyes and heads to one particular being. "Really guys?" Adagio frowned, "You are idiots." "We want to support Adagio in her change to be better, plain and simple." Big Mac answered, "Since yer a CHS teacher, you can always support and help her adjust back to school! Now as fer my motive..." "You don't have to tell me ALL your personal motives," Ms M laughed, "I can learn that as your teacher!" "Okay then," Rarity shrugged, "Now what can we do for you?" "Ever since I've parted with New Alberia seven-hundred years ago, I've learned and adapted to the many changes in humanity. That being said, there are issues of being a teacher that can get on my nerves. Do you think you can help me with that? Like heeding my words when you misbehave or cutting some slack about me if I punish another student? Oh, and uh... I'd also like you to help me be a better teacher that students would love." "By Ilia, you have changed SO MUCH!" Cleo exclaimed, "What happened to the prideful and fiery Flamewyrm?" "Fiery Love! That's what happened!" Ms M blushed, "Constantly chasing for my darling's affection has shown me important things. After his passing, he'd want me to live my life as a happy and loving wife! Besides, a wife must also be loving with kids! That is what I'm trying to achieve!" "Mym, your students are right next to you. Did they need to hear all that?" Cleo was aghast, "Oh never mind... Do you think you can still do that with your teacher?" Ms M pleaded, "If ya ask me, Ah'm mighty honoured to learn yer true identity." Big Mac chuckled, "Sure, Ah'll be a bit more attentive," Rarity, Flash and Sweetie nodded in agreement. "In that case, let all who have witnessed know, that I acknowledge these five to be a steadfast ally and friend!!!" Brunhilda announced, "But if your motives take you towards a dark path... If you use me for granted..." The teenagers shivered, "A-Are you going to burn us?" Sweetie asked meekly, "I shall roast you with detention, as well as to make sure you don't venture down that dark path," Ms M responded, "But if choose to embrace this path and bring harm to all your friends, then I shall reduce you to ash." "We understand," Rarity answered, "I wouldn't hurt my friends, Ms Brunhilda." "That is all I have to say as Flamewyrm. Now, I must reward you as your teacher! For assisting me in my research AND coming to save me!" "Huh... I actually forgot about that." Rarity blinked, "To Rarity, I present to you... my Scaldscales!" Ms M pulls out five red scales, each covered in flames. "I know you've been wanting them ever since you saw one from Mids. Go on! They won't burn you!" "Oh. My. Goddess!!!" Rarity's eyes sparkled madly, "I can have them!? Yes! Yes! YES!!! This truly is the best reward ever!!!" "Sweetie Belle?" Ms M turned to the youngest teen, "How would you like me to help you present the next episode of 'Sweetie's Little Steps of Life'? I've got plenty of secrets of the Halidom that you've yet to find as a historian of Grastaea!" "YES!!! That would be sweet!" Sweetie nodded, her eyes also sparkling like her sister's. "Just let me know what date you would like to do it," Ms M chuckled, "Big Mac?" "Like ah told the summonin' lady, Ah'm fine without a gift," Big Mac responded, "And yet you've done so much... You're lucky that I can't think of the best reward for you right now... But that will change!" Ms M pouted, "I hate to stop the generosity but, I'm getting hungry. Perhaps we can do this after lunch?" Adagio interrupted, "That's right," Cleo remembered, "I made some Alberian delicacies as well as a pot of delicious Honey Tea. It gives plenty of energy!" "Sure! We could take a break." Flash agreed. "I'm getting hungry anyway." "But--" Sweetie spoke, "We can always receive presents later," Flash interrupted, "I'm sure you understand how important food is to study. Right, Flamewyrm?" "A fair point. I am getting hungry myself." Ms M nodded, "And please call me between these names - Brunhilda, Mym, Ms Brunhilda, Ms Mym, or good old Ms M. No need to call me Flamewyrm." Cleo's meal was judged as delicious by all the people invited, but neither Adagio nor Flash reminded the group about getting their just desserts. Instead, they went back into teaching Adagio how to sing again. The poor siren still had problems with refining her pitch but was able to hit all the basic eight notes in an octave. After two hours of helping her out, it was time to leave. The CHS students gave her a small songsheet picked out just for her, wanting her to study it the next time they come around. Waving goodbye to Cleo and Ms Mym, Adagio led the four teenagers to the small glade in Rovetelle, where the misty portal rests. That's when Adagio had one rather large parting message. "Remember, your heart must desire to go home if you want the glade to take you there. Don't think about going to some faraway place. You'll regret it." "We know!!! We're sure to get a handle on how this works after two to three weeks!" Rarity frowned, "Good, now's there something I'd like to get off my chest before all of you go home. And don't tell Cleo this either," "Hiding secrets from your mom? How rebellious!" Sweetie teased, "Actually, this message is aimed directly towards all of you." Adagio corrected, "Ever since you guys came, you have been nothing but pain in the necks and persistent nuisances. I've been getting very emotional and have been questioning my existence for the past two weeks thanks to you." "Your welcome?" Big Mac nervously responded, "Yes. Thank you. For stepping foot into this place, and into Cleo's life. She's been happier ever since she's met the four of you. As someone who wants to get on her good side, I owe you for that." "No problem," Sweetie gave an okay sign, "But... that's not everything... is it?" "Fine," Adagio gritted her teeth and took a deep breath, "I also want to thank you for sticking by my side back at Mount Adolla. I'll admit it without being shy, I would have been toast if it wasn't for the presence of all of you. And yet here you are... doing everything you can to help me, even wanting the Flamewyrm/your history teacher to support me too. Are you sure there isn't any motive?" "Well..." Rarity sighed, "We do have a motive, but it's nothing underhanded or evil. Given your state, I understand WHY you'd think we're helping you do this out of pity, but no. We see you want to change for the better and because of that, we want to support you all the way." "Love your neighbours as you love yourself. Yesterday's enemies are today's allies." Flash quoted, "Sunset sought redemption to Rarity and the other girls before you and the Dazzlings showed up. There's no rule saying you three can't do the same, even if it's been a long time and people still haven't forgotten. As Rarity said, we'll support you if needed," A tiny blush appeared on Adagio's face, "'Dagio, Ah'm mighty happy to have met you in person. No matter what sin you've committed against us, Ah'm willin' to forgive. What happened in the past stays in the past. You chose to move forward." "Stop, you guys are embarrassing me." Adagio nervously looked away, "Look, whatever your reasons for coming here, I'm not against it anymore. In fact, I don't mind if you come around more often. It'd make Cleo happy and it would make me happy too," "Aww..." The two sisters felt fuzzy, "Thanks for telling us!" "Let me give you a hug!" Sweetie opened her arms, "Just go home already!!!" Adagio snapped, "Okay then. Bye-bye!" Sweetie laughed, "See you next week!" Rarity waved, "Take care, ya hear?" Big Mac nodded, Flash just nodded. One by one, the CHS students walk into the misty path, turning into silhouettes and later vanishing into the mist. "What am I doing?" Adagio mumbled to herself, "I did not just feel soft over the philosophies of humans! My only ambition is to rule the world and bring every race to kneel! Whatever! I'm not taking the long route back home!" And with that, she strolled into the mist with her heart yearning for the Halidom. "Flash? I thought you were going home." Cleo spoke, "My heart wanted to see you specifically. There are things I must discuss, alone," Adagio was whisked back to the Halidom's balcony and saw the conversation. "What is the idiot--" Adagio started, "Shh..." Ms Mym interrupted, "It seems that Flash has something important. Perhaps we should listen from afar..." "No wonder why you haven't been talking after the Volcano. What's going on in your mind?" Cleo inquired, "Guilt. Sadness. Shame." Flash uttered, "I'm talking about that one blunder that I could have prevented." "Do explain," "The gobmancer that attacked Big Mac and Sweetie. Had I not interrupted your explanation of the second skill, I would have used it. And they wouldn't have been damaged so badly." "Ah... Yes. I remember that." Cleo nodded, "But I forced you to come along without letting you have the opportunity to cast it. I'm so sorry." "Flash, it's over. Big McIntosh and Sweetie Belle have been healed. Everything is fine in the end. As I said, if I performed Ancient Aegis on them, what would happen to you and Adagio? I understand the importance of reflecting on mistakes. If you're so intent on seeking punishment, do some household chores with me." "No, THIS is the punishment I deserve," Flash shook his head, and took out the Hero's Sword, "I'm returning this to you. To Prince Euden." "... I beg your pardon? I gave this sword to you as a gift! How would giving back something like that be a punishment to you!? More like you're hurting me!" "Please listen to me!" Flash raised his voice, "This gift means a lot more beneath the surface, doesn't it!?" "What are you talking about!?" "I'm sorry for raising my voice," Flash apologised, "Ever since I came here to learn more about the people of Grastaea, I first went to those adventurers whose possessions you've given to us. As I read through them, I am convinced that these gifts are related to us one way or another." "..." Cleo suddenly went silent, "Rarity. Her mannerisms and attention to detail is always the talk of the students. Of course, she's also very tough and thoughtful, she's able to handle situations through words, or even through might. Estelle acts just like her, with being very well mannered as a teacher, and very attentive to people's emotions. Whenever she sees signs of bad behaviour or frivolity, she will confront them head-on without an ounce of fear of getting backlash. Heck, she even took down some giant sea creature that was posing a threat to a holiday area. If Estelle had the same voice as Rarity, I wouldn't be able to tell them apart." "... Can you give another example?" "Sweetie Belle. Do you remember the time when Rarity, Adagio and Big Mac went to the forest? You and I found Sweetie singing in the room belonging to Pia. When she was singing, there was mice watching. Sooner or later you told me that those mice came from the original mice who became Pia's friends. Is it me, or is Pia's singing voice identical to Sweetie's?" "Then what about Big Mac? And Adagio?" "Big Mac... Well, I don't know much about him. Even though I occasionally hang out with his younger sister, she never talks much about him. He's a man of few words, but I can see that's not the case ever since he's part of the party. As for Vixel, he's a rather mature and tolerant person, though he has harboured past insecurities that do affect him every now and then. A troublemaking past, and history with the Harmonia Choir. There is one similarity, in that they both have a desire to sing. That is a small hobby though. Adagio... Well... There's only one thing I can remember about her, and that she's manipulative for her own gain. Granted most merchants and businessmen are manipulative too, but Francesca's an honest merchant. She does things honestly, and always satisfies what her customers WANT." "You have been doing your homework." Cleo nodded, "Although you guys may look incredibly different, your personalities and behaviour remind me of the allies I know. Yes, this is what I had in mind when choosing what gifts to give each of you. However, I genuinely want each and every one of you to keep it." "I still want to give this back." Flash sighed, "As I read the Prince's bio, I truly come to find myself relating to him. His care for his younger sister, his family, his duty as a prince and ruler. He'd go for plans that would amount to fewer casualties for his men or civilians. He'd spare those who are out for his blood or the blood of his allies. Heck, he took down one of his siblings countless times, and he'd give him mercy! I'd be lying if I didn't say I was inspired." Flash looked disappointed, "But after today, I realised that I'm not like him. I screwed up doing things that he values the most. I wanted to run in the face of danger and difficulty. I can't carry his sword any longer. It's an insult to his memory!" "No... Flash." Cleo protested, "We all make mistakes, even the Prince." "What nonsense am I hearing!?!?" Ms M erupted, "Brunhilda!" Flash backed away, "Th-That's not what I mean--" "That's Ms M to you, Flash!" Ms M marched forward, "Prince Euden didn't die for future generations of his kind to become people who get depressed just because they failed at playing wannabes!" "B-B-B-B-B!" Flash stuttered, "I am your teacher, and as someone who's been observing you in class and in the playground as per my duty, you do share a LOT of traits with the Prince! You look out for your fellow bandmates, your fellow friends, and especially your family; given how you reacted to Sweetie's words about them! And do you want to know something? That's fine! That's alright!" Ms M roared, "Yeah but--" "But NOTHING!" Ms M snapped, "We all make mistakes! Stop beating yourself up over it! If it still troubles your heart, you can always just talk with any of us! It's what we teachers and counsellors are here for mmm? Don't let it convince you of the most ridiculous things, saying you can't have Euden's sword just because you don't think you're worthy of it!" Flash averted his eyes, desperate to avoid Ms M's wrathful gaze, "LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!" Ms M grabs Flash's cheeks, locking his face towards hers, "Surely your parents have taught you manners! What happens if they found out you were acting like this!?" "I'M SORRY!" Flash yelled back, "I don't know what I can say back to you!" "Ahh..." Ms M simmered down a little and let go of his cheeks, "It seems fear clouds your judgement; you're not able to talk back with a smile against those who think ill of you." "Only because what others say is not true. But what you have said, some parts are true." Flash defended, "When I first met you in class, I saw a cheerful fellow who smiles and helps others in times of trouble and injustice, a very good person. Dull or bland? Pish posh! If I was your age, I'd give them a punch to make sure I'm not to be messed with! I'm actually impressed that you'd be shrewd with your words, instead of picking a fight out of anger." Ms M shared, "M-May I explain why?" Flash meekly raised his hand, "Go ahead," "Anger always ran through me when I was young. I'd give bullies a chase around the school with something to hit them with until I'd tire out and just leave them be. When I do catch them and give them a taste of my fist or a large textbook, I get disciplined and suspended. First through my teachers, then through my parents. They taught me the importance of anger and verbal abuse, and so I've learned to keep my anger in check. Well, I went further with my anger, instead of letting it cloud my thinking, it would support it." "It would explain a lot on what I've seen today," Ms M responded, "But back on the topic, I just--" "Mym, may I?" Cleo intervene, "How about I make something clear?" "Sure!" Ms M smiled, "Flash, I choose Euden's sword FOR your gift because of similarities. But, I gave you a gift in the first place because you did as much as you could do to save the Halidom." "Agreed." Ms M responded, "As one who helps others in times of trouble and injustice, you earned that gift." "I... I understand then," Flash bowed his head, still looking sad. "In that case, I'll keep on holding onto it." "Cheer up Flash!" Ms M ruffled his hair, "That reminds me, I haven't given you your reward for the trial. As I've watched, you've taken up very difficult roles and problems in the running challenge out of your own worries and kindness. I wanted to give you two gifts. The first one is this Strong Halberd crafted by yours truly." She pulls out a lance with a rather eccentric design. The head of the spear seemed to have combined two weapons together - The usual spearhead, and the head of an axe. "You said you prefer lances right? As I use lances in my human form, I think this little dear would find a better owner in you." "Wow..." Flash's eyes shone, reflecting the halberd in his eyes. "It looks wonderful..." "As for the second gift... Cleo? Flash has shown us many surprises about himself during the challenge. I think he's ready. Do you?" "Just one question Flash..." Cleo turned to the teen, "Do you know how you were able to cross the geyser field and leap up to the Igneous Golem's top? And if this isn't a stretch... How you managed to pierce him straight on through with the sword?" "... I finally do." Flash nodded, from being sad into a neutral expression, "It was a deep breath. Like what you've been constantly telling me to work on." "Indeed, and now's a good time to let what's giving you that power flourish. Please sit down on the courtyard chairs, and close your eyes in meditation." Cleo instructed, Flash went over and did so without a word. "Next, hold out your hand, then focus your mind on where your heart is." Flash holds out his hand, and Cleo places hers on it. "Thank you for keeping up with my nagging and goosing on taking deep breaths." Cleo thanked, "Now I shall explain why. As I've told you, Mana is the source of all life and magic in Grastaea. Every inhabitant harnesses it to do their jobs. Crafting weapons, enchanting jewels, and especially developing your potential in battle. Even if there is only a fragment of Grastaea in this world, mana still flows within it. You've been breathing in that mana." "The mana you breathe stays in you. Sometimes it increases on its own." Ms M continued, "The things you did was mana supporting your physical strength - the mana INSIDE you." Flash froze, "Thanks to you, I have learnt that the humans of Equestria are capable of storing and harnessing mana without the use of the essences." Cleo concluded, "It also helps that you already have expertise in fighting so you know what to expend your mana for. If you ask me, learning to fight is the hard part." "So... what are you going to do now?" Flash asked with his eyes closed, "I will be taking a good amount of mana that we have collected and pour it into you. If you're still meditating, you'll find that you'll soon be staring at something else rather than the insides of your eyelids." Cleo answered, "Woah..." Adagio whispered to herself as she saw everything that unfurled, "Ah! I almost forgot! Why don't you come and witness it with us Adagio?" Ms M beckoned, "Oh!" Adagio jumped up, "If you insist. Sorry for eavesdropping!" "It's all fine. I was eavesdropping too," Ms M laughed, "No problem Adagio," Cleo smiled, "Now hold still Flash, it's going to get a little weird. Don't worry though... After this, you may be able to really work on that blue speck you had on your spear on Thursday." "Wh-Whooooaaahh!" Flash yelled at the top of his lungs. "This is my second gift!" Ms M declared, "I have asked Cleo to unbind and bring forth the power lying dormant within you. Within all Equestrians! From this point onwards, you can harness mana!!!" Brunhilda: The Crimson Teacher, Adventurer, Greatwyrm The End