Griffon of Canterlot
Chapter 30 – Pure Part One
Gale sat on the edge of his bed holding the plush close to himself looking down at the floor sadly, Celestia stood before him looking quite upset towards her son's actions and the Sunbeam standing to the side with Bluestar. “Gale...”
Gale rose his head. “Mum?”
“I know your upset with Greystorm not only handling your plush and throwing it over you.” Celestia gave a light sigh. “Punching him for it was a unacceptable action.”
Gale lower his head sadly hugging the plush closer to his chest with tears falling.
Celestia stood her ground seeing him cry. “Luckily he not going to press any charges for your assault on him, so you are going to be grounded to your room for the rest of this evening through out the weekend.”
“Princess we should of stopped him...” Bluestar spoke up. “We are at much fault as he is.”
Celestia turn to Bluestar. “From what I heard you all seem to be frozen as if you became overwhelmingly fearful all the sudden, isn't that what you said?”
Bluestar nods. “Correct Princess and the shock of seeing magic coming from his talon wasn't something none of us was expecting.”
“Even so, Gale most-” The doors open and Celestia turns around. “I said not to be-”
Greystorm walk in with Doctor Trace giving chase. “Mayor get back into the guest room at once!”
The griffon bandaged around the chest flare wing out. “Not till I say what I have to say to Princess Celestia right now!”
“This can wait Greystorm, I will have words to speak to you after dealing with my son, actions I wouldn't have taken if you didn't act with just a careless way.” Celestia said firmly to the mayor of Trottingham.
Greystorm stood his ground as the guards moved in to take him back to the guest room. “Your son acted like it because he is a Pure Griffon Celestia!” The guards grabbing him to pull the griffon away. “I did it to see if it was true!”
Celestia rose a hoof and Gale raised his head hearing this from Greystorm. “Guards wait.” They eased and Greystorm broke free from them. “Your telling me that the way you acted with my son in this very room was to see my son is this 'Pure Griffon' by putting him through that!?” Celestia temper was showing as the voice raised close to the Royal Canterlot Voice.
“Yes.”
Celestia took a deep breath in and out. “Sunbeam, Bluestar make sure Gale get some dinner and keep him in his room, even this was all stirred by Greystorm.” Celestia eyes still locked on the black griffon.
They saluted. “Yes Princess.”
“Greystorm and Trace with me...” Celestia walk by them and said loudly. “NOW!”
Gale watch them leave quickly behind his mum, she was really anger. “Mum...”
“It's okay Prince Gale.” Sunbeam said to him. “Do you like some hayfires and breaded fish?” He nods silently.
Bluestar nods to her and she leaves. “I am curious about what Greystorm knows too Gale...” They looked at each other.
Celestia walk into the library, followed by Trace and Greystorm, she using her magic to close the doors. “Now Greystorm, with what limited patients I have with you, tell me about this 'Pure Griffon' that you spoke of.” Celestia irritatingly spoke to the griffon.
Greystorm took a seat at one of the study tables. “When you have a very unorthodox father like I have you tend to do things that not exactly griffon like.” He rose a talon twisting around visible expressing it as he spoke. “My mother walked out on us because of it and growing up by being dragged to one ruins to another was a norm for me.”
Celestia's irritation grew. “Get to the point...”
“I am Princess, my father showed me the stuff that griffons as a whole do not care about anymore, the live blood history of what we were once upon a time.” Greystorm putting a talon over his bandaged chest grunting slightly from the sting of the fresh burn still present under it. “One of these places were lost a year ago to two pony rivals fighting over a stupid trinket, not protecting the very real thing that was the treasure of the lost city, it history.”
Trace eyes shift in thought. “I do recall about a year ago of unusually high tides at Manehatten.” Trace tap the tip of his muzzle with a hoof. “Are you saying a whole city ruins on a island sunk below the waves last year?”
Greystorm look down. “Yes... I was there when it happened...” Greystorm raised his head looking over to Celestia. “It was the Lost City of Griferlatias, the capital of the oldest griffon kingdom that pre-dates Equestria by a few thousand years.”
“I did get reports of a island sinking by a navel vessel near by, yet that doesn't get to the point of Pure Greystorm.” Celestia confirmed she knew about the island. “What does a ancient city ruins have to do with my son?”
“The writings lost to the collapse and to the waves spoke of a griffon that could wield a strange form magic.” Greystorm cleared his throat and speaks.
“Through the burning embers of a dying sun as the Gates of Elysium closes.
The city bathed in the light of blue.
Came the pure of griffon kind bring fourth a magic that forged the Idol into gold from the dying sun.
Once were not a griffon now the beacon of Griferlatias, may good fortune come to us all.
Praise the lord and king of our beloved kingdom.
Hail Grifiax Boreas.
The Pure One”
Celestia listen to what was said and thoughtfully gave it, she took notice of a few key points from these Gates of Elysium to not a griffon. “How do you know about Gale not being a griffon before hoof?”
“I am curious about that too Princess, I never told any pony of my findings.” Trace stated.
Greystorm turn to him. “Your partly pure Doctor Trace.”
He instantly slamming both front hooves on the table before the griffon. “How do you know about that!?”
“Because I always been three steps ahead when it came to information dealing.” Greystorm replied calmly to the unicorn. “It one of the reasons Princess Celestia doesn't like dealing with meetings when I am involved.”
Celestia exhales. “You are a troubling mayor to deal with, always have ways of getting things you want as well getting a fair amount of bits to line your bags.” Celestia used her magic to not only pick Greystorm up but pin him to the hourglass. “Now Greystorm with what you have told us and know, you clearly have a insider in these walls and the hospital.”
Greystorm didn't fight, he just relaxed. “That is true I do, the power of information out ways the power of magic and bits, history is also a key factor.” Greystorm looked up at the stop of the hourglass. “Like the sands of time itself Princess Celestia, each grain has a story if you look closely enough.”
Celestia looked up as the sands continuously drip into the bottom at a endless loop and lower her eyes to stare into Greystorm's. “I am going to ask this very simple question, how you answer determines on what happen to you.
“Understood, ask.”
Celestia didn't like his calm response. “What are your intentions for my son?”
“With the pain I gained to the core of my being... Nothing. I have no intentions for your son, I have proven that he is the only other one to Grifiax Boreas to exist and at the cost of Prince Gale never trusting me ever.”
Celestia let him go with her magic letting him land on his paws still leaning on the hourglass. “How did you get all this information?”
Greystorm smirked. “I had a bug.”
“Very funny, how?” Trace still anger with Greystorm.
“I am being dead serious, it was a bug that helped me out, in fact she right behind you Princess Celestia.” Celestia quickly turn around to a stallion guard that had some how entered the library without her knowledge.
Celestia step back as the stallion grinned and burst into green magical flames, it died down to reveal a black bug pony with yellow solid eyes, fins, tails and insect wings. “Changeling...” Celestia whispered.
“Yes that is what I am.” She spoke calmly to Celestia.
“Princess what's a changeling?” Trace asked looking at the one before him.
Celestia turn to him. “Think of beings that naturally have magic that allow them to transfigure themselves into any form they choose to copy of anything to crafting their own forms of said race.” Celestia turn back to the changeling.
“Amazing...” Trace turn to the changeling amazed by what he just learned.
“You work for him? For love?” Celestia asked the changeling.
“Nah, I get enough of that from my husband, I do this to help him because I share in his desire to learn.” She smirked.
Celestia and Trace looking to Greystorm and the changeling. “Husband!?”
Greystorm walked up to the changeling turning around to face the two ponies. “Surprised how a griffon loves a love sucking bug?”
“Yes indeed.” Celestia curiously stated
“Love sucking bug?” Trace raise a eye.
Celestia glance to him. “I will explain later, the question is... What have you two discovered that we missed and why are you willing to tell us this?”
“I see you caught on.” Greystorm smiled.
The changeling right side of the muzzle raised with a wicked grin showing a single fang. “My lovely feathered husband may I revile the tablet from the lost city?”
Greystorm nods. “You may my love bug wife.”
Celestia cringed slightly and Trace curiously looked at the pair. “This was the last thing we managed to save before the city went under.” The changeling using her magic made it appear for them setting it down on the table. “Magical Pocket Dimension spells are so very useful.” She chuckled.
Celestia and Trace took a look at it. “This was the moment they worked with Ponies to defeat the greatest threat and created the beginning the three pony nations, the moment their kingdom fell to save the world from the father of all monsters, the moment Grifiax Boreas vanished, the moment griffons lost their pride and became consumed by greed and the dark age of griffons begun till King Grover.”
Celestia could easily see the creature without a bell that was being defeated by the griffons of Griferlatitas and the rebellion ponies,she muttered out a single name. “Grogar...”