//------------------------------// // Awakening to a New Adventure // Story: Primevals and Conduits // by KukriRyuTsukino //------------------------------// The ponies point and cringe at the red and blue billboard that has been defiled. It looked like two black birds making a star with their bodies with one side being red and the other blue. How somepony was able to make something like that with paint that fast was almost impossible. Guards were sent to scrub it clean but their cleaners couldn't scrub away the paint. https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/intermediary/f/534a4221-14b0-4992-8594-f103508116d4/d7f9r80-1bc7bac7-6759-4a9e-909c-67f3483ae95f.jpg/v1/fill/w_1131,h_707,q_70,strp/infamous___second_son_wallpaper_by_rossdev_d7f9r80-pre.jpg Resized to 29% of 1131px × 707px   After all that had happened last night they had sent word of their findings to Canterlot. But when Celestia sees the pictures and reads the reports, she is quick to call for her sister. Not many things frighten Celestia, but this, this was otherworldly. She paced in the throne room for several moments, her long white dress almost dragging along the floor when there is a knock on the throne room doors. “Please enter.” Celestia says absent mindlessly. Luna enter the throne room with a small bit of bedhead in pajamas fit for a foal and not a princess. The upper half was made with the finest black silk covered in cresent moons while the bottom half was made of the same silk but in a dark purple. Most of it hanging loosely from her form. The only exception being her D-cup sized breasts and slightly big ass. “Guards, leave us.” Celestia says and they nod, leaving through the door Luna entered. “May I ask why you have woke me from my slumber sister?” Luna asks as she lets out a yawn. Celestia nods and gave Luna the report. Luna just raises an eyebrow. “And this concerns me, why?” Luna asked Celestia. Celestia huffs and points at the artical that describes the beat down of the large Earth pony stallion. “Whoever did this was able to beat down that Earth pony with ease. The first three were caught by surprise but the Earth pony had a fighting chance. Even a unicorn would have trouble fighting this stallion.” Celestia said with worry. “And he was a criminal. If you ask me your guards are lacking in both skill and effectiveness. Before my banishment, the guards were feared warriors, that no pony would dare commit a crime. If anything, I half expected this to happen eventually. Somepony got sick of the ineffectiveness of your guards and decided to take it into their own hooves.” Luna said with a smug smile. “Yes, but what is with the billboard then?” Celestia pointed out. Again, Luna shrugged. “A marking of sorts. He or she must have done it so that ponies know to fear him or her.” Luna said turning to walk out. “Then what about the creature who calls himself, ‘Delsin Rowe’?” Asks Celestia, pointing to the interrogation reviews of the report. Luna pauses and reads the article. “Hmm, this ‘Delsin’ is not an Unicorn. But then, how can he do the things he do?” Asks Luna with her curiosity piqued. Celestia shakes her head while adjusting her dress. “That's what we are all curious about. Not only that but it seems to surround the element of fire. Look at some of the pictures taken. A small smoke vortex is pushing them down. In just one night alone over 10 robberies were stopped and over 60 robbers were subdued with minimal injuries. They all tell tales of a smoke bomb then the Earth Pony comes out of nowhere and easily defeats the rest of them. Sometimes turning into smoke and going into a vent, only to appear at the top of the building.” Celestia says. “Hmm, I guess it stands to reason that he uses the ventilation system to travel. This stallion is growing as an enigma. Smoke Magic on a level that puts show ponies to shame. Using said magic to defeat bad ponies. And defilling billboards with ease and effectiveness. And all from a single Earth Pony.” Luna points out. Both sisters went into silence for a moment. “Wait, he did all of this at night, so it may stand to reason that my guards and maybe myself will catch him if we watch out for him during the night.” Luna suggests. Celestia was going to retort but it fell dead on her tongue. Luna had a good point, but she did have to say this. “And what do you plan to do when you find him? It is obvious that he can go almost anywhere without being spotted. And there is the problem of containing him.” Celestia listed off. Luna knew the reason she was spouting such reasons. Luna laid her hand on Celestia's shoulder and the older alicorn stops ranting. “It is alright Tia, remember, I always was the stronger of the two of us when it came to fighting hoof-to-hoof. If it comes to that I shall be fine. I am not the filly I was so long ago.” She ends this by hugging Celestia. Celestia returns the hug and sighs. “I know Lulu, I just don't want to see you get hurt.” Celestia kisses Luna on her forehead. “Just promise you'll be careful.” She asks her younger sister. “Of course Tia. Now, I shall go get some rest, good day dear sister.” And with that, Luna teleports back to her room to rest until it is time for her to travel to Manehattan. Elsewhere in Canterlot, a white stallion with a blue mane and gold rimmed monocle fires a blast of magic at the tea set his slave mare brought him. He roars in anger as the grunt whimpers in fear. “How!? HOW!? How could they all have failed!? It was the one night that I relied on to keep a steady income! And all of you bucked it up!” Fancy Pants yells as his small strands of his mane became disheveled. Fleur whimpering in her corner as she was chained to a pole in the ground and ceiling. Her naked body covered in bruises but only in places that would be covered by what the public thinks is her, ‘normal’ clothing. “H- He just came out of nowhere sir, u- used some kind of magic w- we've never s- seen before. W- we had n- no chance t- to react.” The Earth pony said as his knees shook. Fancy growled and sat in his fancy swivel chair. “Find him, and if possible bring him to me, Alive. If not, I want to be the one that burns his corpse. Now get.” The stallion nodded in fear and ran out the door, closing it. “Now my lovely Fleur, where were we?~” Fancy got up from his chair and began to pull his pants down. Fleur sent out a prayer that whoever was brave enough to stand up against her captor's goons, was brave enough to stand up to Fancy Pants. Delsin had found a nice abandoned warehouse to set up shop. Already cardboard cutouts were spread all over the place. Currently he laid in his makeshift hammock, trying to get some rest. “... Why do I feel like someone is talking about me. Oh well.” He yawned and closed his eyes to get some sleep, his leg hanging over the side of the hammock as he began to softly snore.