//------------------------------// // Arrival in Ponyville/ A concert like no other // Story: A Man of The Metro // by The Gunny //------------------------------// Well I was shocked, apparently Twilight was the most powerful element of something called the Elements of harmony. Walking out of that massive castle felt nice, so this is what the world was like before the bombs I had no idea that it had been so nice. Twilight was forced to remain at the castle but she sent someone or rather somepony with me. She was a color that was known to the Pre war world as Mint with a lighter colored mane. A harp was on her flank as it was called, When I inquired I was told it was a ‘cutie mark’. I smiled at the thought of knowing your true talents, that seemed like something I could do. This little ponies name was Lyra and she was simply adorable. “So you’re a ‘human’” Lyra asked “I always found your kind interesting, most people called you fake.” Unlike the Princesses Lyra didn’t speak Russian so he simply nodded in approval before thinking of the proper response. “T-Thank you Lyra, Y-You seem......Nice?” I stammered sounding like a complete fool, I could understand english why not speak it? “Thank you Artyom, you seem very nice aswell. Is it true what you said about your world? Is it true that friendship is dead? Lyra asked, her normally cheerful smile was replaced for a moment by a look of sadness. I figured that I should be honest and I nodded. “You think you can revive it?” I nodded with a confident smile, at that she perked up “Lets hope!” “Speak! Freely! THEIR LANGUAGE IS YOURS! SPEAK! SPEAK!” I heard in my head, as if something clicked I found myself forming words in english. Thank you dark ones! “I-I can speak english! HAHAHAHA YES!” I said triumphantly, Lyra smiled at me. Soon the village of Ponyville came into view, one of the first things I needed was a stiff drink and a cigarette. Soon I entered the town with lyra and was greeted by a crowd of onlookers, I smiled and politely bowed. One caught my eye though, she had a treble clef as a cutie mark and looked like a pony of refined class. One who would be worth knowing in the future. Slowly I approached her and she back away, I put my hands up as if saying ‘I wish to talk’ “May I help you?” she said in a slightly shocked voice “Yes, I was wondering if you knew where I could find a violin?” I said, my knowledge of that instrument was vast though you wouldn’t know it by looking at me I was quite the violinist. “You play?” She said in disbelief, I nodded with a smile. Removing my mask to show my face and extending a hand. “I play as often as I can though I doubt that you know any of the music I play.” I said, I figured making friends with the locals as well as the other five elements was important. “Would you mind pointing me in the correct direction miss....” “Octavia” she said with a warm smile, I returned the gesture and when she placed her hoof in my hand I kissed it as any gentleman would. She blushed slightly and smiled “Please follow me Mr...” “Please call me Artyom, Miss Octavia” I followed the grey pony to a small house where I heard many odd noises that sounded like radio malfunctions. “YO! TAVI! WHAT'S UP WI-” a pony shouted over the noise but when I poked my head in the noise stopped. “what is that?” the White pony said lifting her glasses off with her magic. “This is Artyom, he’s a human. He asked if I knew where to find a violin.” Octavia said almost as if I had placed her in a trance, Lyra was waiting outside. I smiled at the white pony whose mouth was now hanging open. “Tavi that is the COOLEST thing you have ever brought home!” the pony said rushing over to me. “Vinyl please don’t make such a big deal over this.” Octavia said as Vinyl got closer to me “please Artyom sit and I’ll get you that Violin.” I sat in one of the tiny chairs while the white pony just stared at me. “Da?” I said questioningly, she smiled “You’re into Tavi’s kinda music aren’t ya?” she said with a smile that would have seemed seductive if not for my self vow not to do anything stupid while I was here. I nodded in agreement and heard Octavia coming back into the room with a violin that was just the right size for me though I didn’t know how she had one. “What shall I play?” I asked, they shrugged “Okay how about my favorite song?” I said, they nodded. When I had tuned the violin I prepared to play The 1812 overture by Piotr Iilich Tchaikovsky. Specifically the finale, for four minute they watched entranced as I played like an entirely new man. Music had an affect on me that just changed me into a fluid movement of pure joy. When I hit the final minute they were on the edge of their seats practically ready to applaud and on the final note when I removed the bow from the Violin I got the standing ovation I had dreamed of since I was a child. Two whole ponies plus lyra who had heard the entire song from the outside. “That....Was....Incredible!” Octavia said in shock “The power you put into the notes! The Passion!” I stood and took a bow. “You can keep that violin and bow! Celestia knows you deserve them!” She said as if catching her breath, Vinyl was just sitting there as if she had been hit with a rock. A blank look of happiness on her face, I think I even saw tears in her eyes. “Thank you Miss Octavia, I will cherish it always” I said with a grin, after several more songs I decided it was time to leave and reluctantly Octavia let me. Lyra escorted me to the Library which now sat unoccupied since Twilight had moved out, my new home. The Light was getting dimmer and so I decided to call it a day, as I lay in the soft bed I looked out the window and thought “I hope I never have to Leave.”.......