Why Losing My Virginity Will Destroy the World

by Kamunari

The Big Move

Dawn was happily trotting back to his Canterlot apartment humming a merry tune. He had received his transfer order just yesterday, as well as a letter from Princess Luna.

My Faithful Soldier Sunrise Shadow,
I am pleased to see that you are moving on with your life after the unfortunate nature of our first meeting. Your choice to discover what manner of stallion you truly are is commendable. For one such as yourself having been under the influence of another for much of your life it would be easy to lose yourself. If you ever feel as though you are falling into darkness let me know right away. Had I turned to my sister before the darkness overtook me much heart ache could have been avoided.
While I wish I could send you off happily I must remind you of the situation you find yourself in. Forming a pact with a being such as our friend is dangerous. Regardless of legality of such a pact, Star beasts are powerful and cunning creatures and no matter how much you wish it, she cannot be trusted. Beware her attempts to sway you away from your vow, know that more is at stake than just your life. Also know that I made an exception only because of the tragic nature if your situation, and a small bit of gratitude. However if I deem your continued freedom a detriment I will revoke it with all haste.
With this unpleasantness aside I do wish you well. Ponyville is a unique place and there are many unique individuals who live there. And while I have no doubt that you can perform your duty as required I am hopeful that you will prove yourself worthy of this honor. Not just to me and your superiors but to yourself as well. Please write me when you get settled, and keep me apprised of the events you encounter.

Her Royal Highness
Princess Luna

P.S. How is my modern Equestrian? I have been practicing much this past year, but I have not much practice in less formal forms of writing such as personal letters. My Sister has suggested that I share correspondence with our faithful subjects such as she does. While I would enjoy such a causal relationship I am apprehensive writing somepony I am unfamiliar with. So If you would be so inclined could you allow me the honor being correspondence companions?

The letter aside, Princess Luna had rarely contacted him and aside from a passing acknowledgement while he stood post, he had rarely seen the elusive Princess. After her less than graceful debut at Ponlyville’s Nightmare Night, it was good to see that Princess Luna was taking steps to become more social.

Walking into the courtyard of his soon to be former apartment building Dawn saw the apartment manager tending to the various plants throughout the courtyard. Mr. Green Bit noticed Dawns arrival and frowned slightly. “Well boy it’s a good thing you’ll be outta here today or I mighta had to kick yah out.” Dawn frowned at this, for the most part his relationship with Green Bit had been agreeable.

Green Bit was an old Bachelor who lived alone running the small apartment complex. He had never married and none of his relationships had lasted. Now aged and still alone he had a soft spot for young stallions on their own. Nothing sexual but he would often host drinking parties in the courtyard and regale his tenants with stories that usually ended with some moral of how mares would only lead to ruin. On a few occasions Green Bit had removed a tenant or two after finding that they had starting a relationship. It was usually after the mare would sleep over, Green Bit would cite some strange legal clause regarding double occupancy. In all the cases Dawn knew of Green Bit had secured a new place for the former occupant usually with the first month rent either paid for or waived.

But Dawn was confused, obviously such a thing would never happened to him. “Mr. Bit, what are you talking about?” The Green coat of Mr. Bit bristled “Don't ya be lyin ta me boy, I’m talkin ‘bout that young filly in yer room. I’ve been s’pectin fer a while now, don’t think I’vnt seen her comin round.”

Dawn’s eyes grew wide as realization sunk in, “I’m so sorry Mr. Bit, shes just a frie.. relit.. sister, yeah my sister. She’s helping me move.” Dawn gave a fake smile hoping Mr. Bit would buy his story. Mr. Bit gave Dawn a weathered look, “Yer sister is a Pegasus?” A sweat drop rolled down Dawn’s face. “Yes on my mothers side,” Dawn sighed calming himself and addressed Mr. Bit. “She’s really just helping me move, nothing to be concerned about.”

Mr. Bit gave Dawn a scrutinizing eye. After a long moment he gave a nod, “Fine, just make sure ya watch yerself down in Ponyville. There be an awful lot of mares ta get in trouble wit.” Dawn nodded. While it was something he dreading, on some level he was excited. He had to keep to his vow of celibacy, but having a marefriend would be wonderful. Shaking of the beginnings of a daydream he addressed Mr. Bit. “Thank you Mr. Bit I'll keep that in mind.” Green Bit nodded satisfied that his wisdom had been imparted, “I’ll have yer paperwork a’fore ya leave, stop by ma office.”

Dawn made his way up to the second floor of the apartment building, walking down the veranda coming to a stop before his apartment door. Breathing a sigh he used his magic to open the door. The small apartment’s walls were normally adorned with pictures, posters, and shelves with books and other small items of sentimental value. Now it was bare and almost empty. A small stack of boxes stood in the hallway, three rows of boxes two of the closest rows stacked three boxes high while the third was stacked just over his head at four boxes. As he looked into his room from the doorway it looked as it had when he had moved in almost a year ago. The front door opened out into the veranda, with the door to the bathroom on the left. The hallway ran the length of the bathroom about ten hooves and then opened up into the main room. The bed had been provided for, and now sat bare and empty in the far corner of the room. In the room along the right wall was the closet, about the width of the kitchen. Opposite the bathroom door was the portal that led into the kitchen. It was barely wide enough for a pony to work in, but it at least had a stove, a sink, and a ice box.

Now as he looked around the empty space, it no longer felt like his home. It was going to be some other ponies to fill with memories. A fleeting pang of loss as he made his peace with all that he would leave behind.

As he looked around the room checking for anything that might have been missed, he noticed the absence of a certain individual. It seemed Asta had finished packing their things, but where was she? Then Dawn noticed the bathroom door was closed. while it was not unusual for the door to be closed some steam was drifting out from under it. Dawn rolled his eyes and knocked on the door, “Asta, are you in there?” Dawn called through the closed door.

A feminine voice call from inside “Its open, I was just finishing up cleaning the bathroom…” Dawn opened the door and stepped inside. Through the steam he could clearly see her standing in a seductive pose. Asta wet fur was a midnight black with black feathered wings, the irises of her eyes were magenta with a slightly yellow sclera. On her forehead was a white eight pointed star and her mane and tail was a deep red field and shining with stars. Though most of her body looked wet her hair ignored the water and drifted lazily in an unseen wind. She stood inside the tub her hooves on the tiled wall with her back to the door, she looked back over at Dawn with a sultry look. “Welcome home, did you want to join me?” Asta asked very suggestively, after half a second her ethereal tail began to raise. Dawn slammed the door closed quickly hooves clamoring back into the hall.

“Stupid Asta,” Dawn muttered to himself. “What in Tartarus Asta? have you been walking around all day looking like that? And Mr. Bit caught you today, that was real sloppy.” The sound of water stopped and he heard her reply, “Firstly, no I know you love this look so I set it up just for you. Secondly, I needed to arrange to have your boxes sent to your parents, I couldn't do that in my usual form now could I?”

Dawn conceded the point though he wasn't happy about the ‘look’ he supposedly loved. Asta knew that Twilight Sparkle was off limits, but ever since Princess Luna had saved him from his curse she had always held a special place of honor in his heart. Asta emerged from the bathroom and gave Dawn a wink. Her hair was now a dark red and no longer resembled the night sky, the ends of her hair were highlighted a dark blue. Dawn’s face was tinged red with a hint of a blush, mostly he was just embarrassed that he had fallen into her trap.

“Speaking of things I can't do in my true form,” Asta approached closely to Dawn. The dark pegasus looked with sultry eyes, “I’m always available to scratch that itch. You know if all those friendly, cute mares, drive you to madness. I’ll be there for you.” She drew close, her muzzle brushing against the hairs on his neck. Dawn suppressed a shiver and pushed magic through his horn. The spell was a modified illumination spell and forced the shadows around Asta away. Her form melted into misty shadows. As all the shadows melted away all that remained was the form of a small bird. She perched herself on the stack of boxes glaring daggers at Dawn. She was about the size of a small bird, standing about half a hoof from beak to tail. But unlike a typical seed eating bird her beak and talons were more akin to a bird of prey. Her eyes were red with yellow sclera, and on her forehead the same white eight pointed star.

Aquila were typically incredibly large birds of prey. Like other Star beasts Aquila were large predatory creatures that struck fear in the hearts of all who saw them. With their ethereal star body born from the heavens themselves, Aquila would disappear against a cloudless sky and swoop down only to carry off large beasts like Manticores and hydras, they have even been know to snatch dragons out of the sky. Asta however had suffered much as Dawn had. Having been taken as a young chick and tied to the very ritual that had caused so much grief in his own life. She was as much a victim in all this as he was.

“Don’t give me that look, it’s not like you care about me. We both know who owns your heart.” Her glare only diminished slightly. “Chirp,” she called out. Dawn narrowed his eyes “You don't think I know how much you want to be done with all this?” Dawn tried to hide the ire in his voice. “But I'm not just going to give in and sell you my body, just for one night with you.” The tiny Aquila raised an eyebrow suggestively “Caw?” Dawn tried not to laugh, “How would you know you've never done it before.” Asta shrugged her wings and bristled her feathers, “Chrrer.” Dawn gave a deadpan look and replied, “And it would be the last thing I ever try.”

In Asta’s true form she couldn’t speak equestrian. In the eons before the rise of Nightmare moon the star beasts lived like any other animal but on a cosmic scale. When Luna fell into depression her efforts to gain companionship birthed the star beasts as they are known today. Much like the animals of today they still follow the instincts of beasts, but posses an intellect and can communicate to those who are sensitive enough, or like Dawn somepony who is familiar with the individual.

Asta gave a series of chirps and caws pushing her point. “Look im not an ornithophile, I think you might be chirping up the wrong tree.” Dawn leveled a smirk at Asta. Her face reflected anger and flittered toward him buffeting him in the face with her wings. Dawn chuckled a bit as she gave up her attack and settled on his head. Her talons dug into his scalp just a bit too hard and he winced. She nuzzled his ear with her beak in apology.

“Chierp, chk chk chk.” the black bird called out addressing her work to clean the room. “Yeah good work, let me just grab the suitcase.” Dawn walked over to closet opening it with his magic. A standard sized brown suitcase sat in the closet the only object in the room not boxed up. Opting to take the thing in his mouth he closed the closet door. As he turned he took one last look around the room, Asta cooed a hollow melancholic sound. After a long reflecting pause Dawn turned and trotted excitedly out the door.

Dawn sat in the train car reading the paper Mr. Bit had given him. When Dawn had reached the apartment manager's office, the others had gathered to see him off. It had been a moderate affair but no less heartfelt. Since Dawn had to make the train it was just enough for all his former neighbors to each give their own good byes. It all ended with Mr. Bit hoofing over some paperwork setting him up with a new place, waived first months rent and the thousand bit deposit all paid. Mr. Bit tried to play it off saying that he had only transferred Dawns old deposit. Thankful for the sentiment Dawn had ignored the fact that his old deposit had only been five hundred bits.

The train car was half full of all manner of ponies. While in public Asta would feign being a pet. She sat perched on the back of the train seat staring out the window at the scenery. Her usual appearance was veiled in shadow again, to an experienced ornithologist she appeared a small crow. Her white star and slightly red color were gone, as well as the sharp angle of her beak. She could talk to him if she wanted but as a general rule he wouldn't answer. After a few awkward explanations that Asta was a familiar and that they shared a connection that allowed for basic communication, it was just easier to not have to tell ponies in the first place.

Finished looking at the paperwork Dawn placed the stack of papers in his saddlebag. He magicked out his book. The cover now read Find Yourself: Turning Your Talents Into a Career. Dawn was engrossed in his book when somepony sat beside him. A familiar feminine voice spoke up from beside him, “Sunshine? I knew it was you.”

Looking up from his book Dawn recognized the unicorn mare. Her pink mane and tail and light cream color coat were not remarkable. But with her teal color eyes and pleasant features she was rather attractive. She smiled pleasantly drawing a bit closer, “I haven’t seen you in ages, how have you been?”

Asta swaked from the seat opposite and eyed the mare with a predatory eye. “Oh, you still have that familiar. Wow, we thought the guard would make you dismiss her when you joined up.” Despite Astas off putting glare she looked at the black bird with a fascination that any graduate of Celestia's school for gifted unicorns would look upon a magical construct birthed from lost nearly forbidden magic.

“Twinkleshine, wow I havent seen you in years. Where are your posse Minuette and Heartstrings usually you guys are inseparable.” Half heartedly Dawn looked around hoping this wouldn’t turn into a class reunion. Twinkle and her crew had been single hoofedly responsible for most of the extra curricular trouble that went on at Celestia’s school. In the never ending quest for fun she would get into all manner of hijinks with the various mares in her clique, often involving one nameless stallion after another getting dragged along, usually trying to hook up with Twinkle. As far as Dawn knew they had never been successful. Twinkle had always taken a Mareiavellian approach to friends and relationships in general. Though she never showed it she always cared more for those who could help her get ahead. And despite Celestia’s school having many prominent stallions from all manner of wealthy and powerful families she had never shown anything more than flirtatious interest.

Twinkle pouted playfully, “Why, am I not good enough for you. Just because we were always together in school does not mean we would not have our own lives now.” She sounded a bit wistful at the end. A moment passed and the melancholic tone in her expression was completely gone. “Heartstrings goes by just Lyra now, and she teaches music to foals and Minuette founded a dental practice in Ponyville. I am actually on my way to see them. My aunt is getting married and wanted me to get some of my friends to help.”

Dawn nodded he had read a few fiction pieces that mentioned them, but decided to hide that bit of info. Weddings seems to be springing up all over these days. With Shining’s wedding coming up it must have got ponies into the mood for marrying.

Dawn and Twinkle caught up with one another. Dawn told her about his experience in the guard leaving out his embarrassing details, but did not fail to mention that he had met with Princess Luna personally. He had told her that he was transferring to Ponyville due to the recent military build up they were in need of experienced leaders. An embellishment but mostly true. Twinkle’s life had been a bit more dull. She was currently apprenticing at the royal observatory. While she tried to make watching a studying stars sound fascinating, Dawn couldn't help notice a hint of annoyance at her current station. Apprentice to the Royal Astronomer was not a glamorous or fulfilling position.

Twinkle gave him a look that sent a shiver down his spine. It was a look she would usually get when she had come up with some plot or another to get something she wanted. He had often seen that look when she was plotting the next big party, or when she learned some weakness of a teacher she wanted to exploit. She moved closer to him her look changing to one of sultry desire.

“So Sunshine, how about you and I get to know one another a little better, like a little date. When we get to town we can act like tourists, you know take in some sights, sample the local flavor, maybe go see Lyra and Minuette together. It would be boring if we did not take advantage of our meeting.” Her sultry expression took on a more contemplative tone. “I was thinking maybe it would be fun if we played pretend, you know act like we are different ponies. Like we could be, art collectors or secret agents.” Twinkle chuckled pausing to judge Dawns reaction.

Dawn knew where this was going, he could read a hint of desperation in her tone. She didn’t want to show her friends that she hadn't done anything in her life. The way she spoke about her friends hinted at a sense of respect and a little jealousy. It was likely that Twinkle felt inadequate next to her friends and hoped that maybe a relationship, even with somepony like him, would be just the boost she needed to clear up her anxiety. Dawn’s feelings were mixed. On one hoof being with a pony like Twinkle would be very stimulating. Despite her flirtatious nature he suspected that sex to her was more of a tool than something she wanted. Not to mention she was really hot. On the other hoof, she was a manipulator. Only out to get what she wanted and not caring about who it hurt. Or at least it had been the case in school. She may have changed in the past six years. His face reflected his thoughts, interest but with shadows of doubt and fear of rejection.

Latching onto the glimmer of hope Twinkle’s words would be well received she pushed on with her plan. “I know, why not a couple? We can be a couple, taking a trip still in the glow of our new relationship. You on leave from the guard, me using some lame excuse of seeing my friends to get some alone time with my new coltfriend.” Her smile seemed hollow and her nervousness spiked as she prepared the bait. “I mean we could even be affectionate towards one another, you know to sell the act, if thats ok with you.” She put her all in there at the end, giving a demure smile, a slight blush, and a hint of a promise of more.

Dawn was at a bit of a loss for words. Even knowing it was nothing more than an act he was seriously tempted. His silence made her more and more visibly nervous. He had to do something, so he spoke without thinking, “I’m sorry,” Her heart broke the look of rejection was painfully obvious. Twinkle nodded turning her head away. “It was a silly idea anyway.”

Dawn’s guilt got the best of him and was about to resolve to see the fake relationship to its bitter conclusion when he had an idea. In a dramatic theater voice, “I am sorry my dearest Twinkle, our love was not to be. Tho ours was a passionate one I fear my dedication to the guard is something I can not set aside. In the months since our first meeting I have hardly been able to drive you from my mind. I have been so consumed with thoughts of you that my Captain has reassigned me to a post far from any needless distractions. I was mortified and would give up my job just to be with you, if not for the dire situation our nation finds itself in. To protect our country, to protect you,” Twinkle was speechless and Dawn moved close placing a hoof on her cheek, “Twinkleshine my dearest love, it is with heavy heart that I say we must part. While I hope that one day we may be together again you must move on with your life.” Dawn dramatically placed the back of his hoof against his forehead. “You must move on find a good stallion who will treat you right, have a large family, for if I do not return it will mean that I did my job, protecting the future.”

At that very moment the train pulled to a stop, Dawn quickly magicked up his bags. “Farewell my love,” Dawn feeling pleased with himself blew a kiss to the dumbfounded mare. Disembarking he trotted off the platform waiting to see her face as she got off. He was a little concerned when the train left with her still aboard. Asta cawed merrily, apparently she had enjoyed the little game just as much as Dawn had.

Captain Davenport set down the letter from Guard Captain Armor with a sigh, it was a simple enough transfer order but one that promised trouble. Lieutenant Noteworthy sat in one of the two arm chairs available in the unofficial headquarters of Ponyville Reserve Guard. Also known as Quills and Sofas’ back office. “What should we do? The mayor is spreading our unit thin as it is. Rank structure and paygrades are meaningless, and now some hot shot Canterlot officer is being sent here. I doubt he’s coming here just to help us, I think he’s being sent here to ‘fix us’” Noteworthy nodded in agreement, “or he pissed off someone important.”

Davenport sighed again, “Well that might not be so bad. Maybe Canterlot is putting its hoof down and sent us somepony with clout to set the Reserve Guard in order. Well if he’s going to replace me, I can only think its about time. I only went through the officer candidate program to work my way up to supply officer. I think this could be good for us.”

Noteworthy was not so hopeful however, “Its more likely he's Shining Armor’s goon, the Guard Captain has always hated this unit. Ever since our failure at the Summer Sun celebration a year ago things have only gone from bad to worse. I think he’ll be content leave us as is, or he'll make things worse so Captain Armor has no choice but to assign an active guard unit here.” Davenport let the words of his executive officer sink in. “And now we’re supposed to babysit his little sister, who just so happens to stronger than a whole regiment of unicorns by herself. Probably here to make sure none of us stallions are making moves on her. Makes me sick really, mares are free to run around frolicing with each other, while we stallions got to take turns and play nice. Oh but don't let them catch you crying about your station in society, because its not the system thats broken, it's you.” Noteworthy snorted in a huff. His eyes looking off angrily presumably towards town hall.

Davenport cleared his throat, “By the way how is your counseling sessions going. Im going to need you fit for duty here with all the changes.” Noteworthy sighed, “Yeah its ok, Doc says I just need to work on my repressed anger issues and hopefully he won't have to diagnose me with PTSD. The flashbacks and panic attacks seem to be triggered by my repressed anger. Doc is hopeful with few more weeks of therapy and I'll be good as new.” Davenport was less hopeful, the reserve guard had lost quite a few ponies to physiological disorders after the nightmare moon incident and even more after Discords return.

Ponyville seemed to be a nexus of the wacky, worrisome and weird. Ponies needed to be mentally tough to live here. In the coming months the town will either have a new stallion or a new patient for the sanitorium ward of Ponyville Hospital. Davenport had a wicked idea, “Say Noteworthy, of the three companies which do you think our new Lieutenant will help the most.” Noteworthy still a little riled up snorted, “Well Alpha company is the heart of the unit, led by Sergeant MacIntosh Apple his company executive is Corporal Sea Swirl, While a Lieutenant would be a better fit for the position, many prefer Mac’s style of leadership. ‘If’n I havta talk, somthin is wrong’.” Noteworthy said imitating the farm pony’s Appleachian accent. “I agree it would be bad for moral, lets hold off on making changes there just yet.”

Davenport nodded in thought, his plan was coming together. “And Bravo company?” Noteworthy nodded in thought again most of his ire gone, “Well Cloud Kicker’s ghost company is more of a dumping ground for all those who signed up for duty but never show up. Mostly weather ponies which helps give her units inactivity cover. But as you know despite her never showing up for a single muster, Mayor Mare refuses to discharge her, or even change her status to inactive member.” Noteworthy’s ire was up again as he muttered, “Shes probably got Cloud Kickers tongue so far up her plot she can't even see rationally.” Davenport cut in knowing this train of thought would lead nowhere good. “The Mayor and I are in agreement here, Cloud Kicker despite being a member in name only brings a lot to the unit.” Noteworthy a bit grumpy at being chased added a barb, “Yeah money.”

It was true, it seemed like everyone up the chain of command knew Cloud Kicker’s Unit was only active on paper. But command was content to let the politicians play their games. Mayor Mare would petition for a better defence budget, and then reallocate the wages not earned for city works. It was a political shell game but Davenport didn’t have enough political support to reacquire the funds. It didn't help matter that Noteworthy stormed the town council meeting and went off on the injustices of a matriarchal society. He was supposed to have been position for funds for new training equipment. As for the unit it also helped that Bravo company had a proper officer, it helped lend credibility to the unit as a whole.

“Be that as it may,” Davenport continued despite the barbed comment. “Without Bravo company, our whole force is reduced to one company. If our budget was bad as a battalion imagine trying to squeeze bits out of town hall then.” Noteworthy nodded bitterly but said nothing. “Besides, are you going to tell a mare who just lost her mother to some monster attack that she doesn't have the option to come back?” Notworthy’s ears fell flat, in his ire he had forgotten that little detail about her personal life.

"No I think we should leave Bravo company alone as well,” Davenport sighed. “That leaves…” Trailing off Davenport had to suppress a wicked smile. Notworthy didn't notice and forged ahead, “Not Charlie, thats not even a proper company. First if hes not offended that his command is barely a squad, when he meets those rejects he'll be on the first train to Canterlot.” Noteworthy’s brain froze as his own words sunk in. Davenport let his smile show. “Oh Daven, you beautiful bastard.” Davenport suppressed his enthusiasm. “Now Noteworthy all I am doing is offering up a challenge to our new officer, if he can fix one of our biggest problems, as a unit we’ll be better for it. And if he does turn out to be the Captain’s goon well well make him work for the view. But this I know, Charlie company, this unit, this town will chew him up and spit him out.” Noteworthy chucked a bit and Davenport joined in.

Outside the office in the main floor of quills and sofas a vanilla blond pegasus mare with a teal coat could hear laughing coming from the office behind the counter. The laughter turned dark and sinister. Sassaflash noted the young assistant clerk behind the counter painfully trying to ignore his bosses odd behavior. “Hmm must be monday,” she muttered then turned and continued looking for a new love seat.