The streets of Canterlot echoed with the soft sound of running hoofs, the harmonic sound soothing a sleeping baby at the side of her mother. When the infant made light sounds of sleep, her mother slowed to be more cautious. Happy to be free, even for a little while. She took the advantage to trot in the glowing light of the moon. Even though the thought of her sister doing the job that was rightfully her's didn't bother her, she only cared about her small foal. Time came to an end too soon, and the midnight mare stood in front of a two-story house, all lights on. She walked up to the door and with juicy tears in her eyes, she then knocked on the door with a shaking hoof.
A tangerine colored male pony opened the door, giving a sad glance towards the dark mare. She turned and took off the bag, wrapped around her sides, with her mouth. The dark mare then handed the small infant to the filly's new uncle, who took her with care. He stared at his new niece with loving eyes, "I will take care of her, even if I will never know what she really looks like. For my brothers sake you need to leave, but do you have a name for your new foal?"
Luna looked down at her bright eyed little girl and smiled, "Scootaloo... It is not the name of a princess, but no matter what her name is, or how she appears, she will be destined for greatness." With that she kissed her small Scootaloo goodbye and fled from the house.
With a black cloak over her head, she was nothing more than a shadow, a nightmare waiting to be unleashed.
A Few Years Later
The night princess looked down at the sleeping ponies of Canterlot. She analyzed their dreams which consisted of cupcakes, family, or both. Luna has analyzed all the towns and cities in all of Equestria, making sure no pony was suffering through the night. She relaxed and looked up at her beautiful moon and thought, it is so beautiful, but no pony respected it like she did. Then again what about that little pony in Ponyville? She has snuck out from slumber to watch the moon when it is at its highest. There is something about that tangerine filly, but I just can not put a hoof on it. Luna stomped the ground making the stone balcony echo. She knew the small filly, but how? How could she recall the filly when she was imprisoned at the time of her birth, but some part deep inside of the dark mare knew that that was wrong.
She looked out to where Ponyville sat, and analyzed the town. There was the same small filly, walking out of her lovely home, and into the cold night air. Luna remembered Scootaloo from her nightmares a while ago, but she still fells like she knows Scootaloo on a deeper level. She used her magic to teleport to where the filly was walking. Luna fell in with the slow steps behind Scootaloo.
After watching her for a while she started to get flashbacks, of dark streets, and the glowing windows of someponies home. These can't be my memories, can they? She thought as she watched the filly stop in the middle of the street, and turn her head to look directly at Luna. The filly trotted over to the princess, and looked up at her with tears in her eyes.
"Princess Luna, what are you doing here?" Scootaloo asked the tall alicorn.
"I felt your distress, little one, and I came to help. No pony, big or small, shall be upset during my night."
"I'm not upset though, I was just looking at the moon. It's so pretty, I... Um... It makes me feel happy." Luna watched the filly with sad eyes, as she probed the ground tears falling down her cheeks. The princess saw her small wings, they were small; Luna assumed that it was a birth defect.
"Darling, where are your parents?" She asked Scootaloo.
"I live with my uncle, I never knew my parents, but he says they loved each other, even until death. He said that my father tried to save my mother from getting killed by timberwolves, but he lost his life while trying to save hers. They said that that it was a miracle that I survived, with my mother being dead and all. The doctors also said that I'll never be able to fly because of the incident, but I know they're wrong. I will be the greatest flyer in all of Equestria and my uncle tells me that everyday." She paused to sniff, and to wipe away the tears that streamed down her cheeks. "My uncle had always been there for me, but sometimes I just wish I had my parents..." Luna wiped at her eyes, tears soaking her blue coat. "But I get over it, I have tons of ponies that love me, and they remind me that even friends can be family."
Luna was at loss for words. This small filly seemed so sad, but even with tears in her lavender eyes she still smiled. She was so brave, and Luna felt her heart melt towards the pinkish haired filly. "Scootaloo, you are a brave little pony, and I am proud to be your princess once again. But even the bravest of ponies need their sleep, now go home and go to bed. You need your rest," Luna spoke with a soft voice. She then wiped a tear off of Scootaloo's cheek, who nodded and ran off to her home.
The small tangerine filly made it to her home, all the lights where off, entering total darkness. She was happy that the Princess of the night was proud of her, but she felt her brain searching for something. She couldn't quite figure out what it was, but she knew it felt right. For some reason, Princess Luna seemed to fill the gap that she had felt all her life... But what does it mean?