Chapter II
“Spike you killed him!”
The sky above Ponyville roiled and rumbled like a restrained titan. The clouds had formed seemingly from nowhere, and the hurricane winds had started soon after. Normally the weather team could have prevented such a storm, but not today. This storm was the effect of powerful magic being used.
In her cloud home, on the outskirts of town, a certain rainbow maned pegasus watched the raging weather with a growing sense of unease. Rainbow Dash was nervous, though she would never admit it.
Looking out one of the windows in her room Rainbow Dash saw something that made her hair stand on end. As Dash watched clouds began to swirl and twist, forming what should have been a tornado above her home. But the eye of the maelstrom never descended, instead lightning began to arc from one cloud to the next, building strength.
As Dash looked on in awe something plummeted from the center of the vortex. Plummeted that is, right towards her house. With a resounding crash a pony fell through the roof and landed on the floor mere feet from her.
After the initial shock of having somepony fall through her roof, Dash approached the unmoving form angrily.
“Hey! What’s the big idea just busting into someponys house like that?” She asked poking him in the ribs with a hoof.
Not receiving a response, Dash looked over her unwelcome guest. He was a pegasus, slightly taller than her. His coat was odd, a deep red striped with black almost like a zebra. His black mane was disheveled and he had a chinstrap goatee. Lying beside him was a ball cap that had fallen off as he had fell through the roof.
“Hey, you OK?” she asked worriedly, still receiving no response.
“Great....” Dash thought looking out at the storm. “I can’t fly in this weather and now I’ve got some unconscious pony who I don’t even know passed out on my bedroom floor.”
After repairing the hole in the roof, Dash did the only thing she could think of and dragged the unconscious form to her guest room, hoping that the storm would clear soon so she could get help for the unconscious pegasus.
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The library creaked again in the gale force winds. Twilight Sparkle, Ponyvilles resident librarian, lifted her head from the book she was currently enjoying. This was one of the worst magical disturbances since Discord had been re-imprisoned. Twilight could feel the magical energies swirling and dancing above her.
Suddenly the pressure built to a crescendo directly above her, then vanished.
“What was that?” she thought. Looking over she saw Spike, her baby dragon and number one assistant, wrapped in his blankets snoring softly. Suddenly there was a thump from the attic.
It hadn’t been the thump of something falling, it had been the sound of somepony moving around.
“Ohmyohmyohmy! There’s somepony in my attic!” the lavender unicorn screamed in her head.
“Spike! Spiiiiiiiiiiike!” she said, shaking the groggy dragon awake.
“Hrmmmm......what is it Twilight?” Spike asked drearily.
“Spike,there is somepony in the attic!” Twilight stated. At this Spike sat upright quickly, a look of the terror on his face.
“What if it’s a zombie pony? Oh my gosh, what are we gonna do Twilight?” Spike asked.
Hearing the eccentric reaction from her assistant calmed the librarian down somewhat. After all somepony had to be calm.
“I’m sure it’s not a zombie pony Spike. It might even be the wind.” she explained, but the statement sounded hollow in her ears. She had lived in this tree for almost two whole years now, and it never made noises like that, unless somepony was up there.
“Come on Spike, we’ll go together just to be sure.” she said.
“Hold on a sec Twi.” Spike said. Reaching underneath her bed his claw came back with a frying pan in it.
“Just in case, you know.” he said glancing at Twilight sheepishly.
Smiling at the baby dragon, Twilight turned and started toward the stair case leading up into the attic, levitating a candle from the desk as she went. Ascending the stairs, Twilight began to put a spell together, just in case something were to happen.
As they topped the staircase Twilight used her magic to brighten the light from the candle so they could see better. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Dusty books were organized on shelves alphabetically, with maps and star charts strung haphazardly across the room. But as the two passed a book shelf, there, on the floor lay a pair of glasses. Someponys’ glasses.
The sudden realization that there was another in the room may have accounted for Twilight and Spikes reaction. As Twilight started back peddling she bumped into something. Whirling she saw a tall unicorn stallion blinking furiously in the bright light.
Spike too had been frightened, and as he turned, he had swung the frying pan.
“Oh! Excuse me but-” the stallion had started, just before Spike smashed the frying pan into his face with a resounding BONG!
As Spike lowered the pan, Twilight noted a look of confusion on the stallions face. As Spike backed away the tall unicorns eyes slowly went in opposite directions, resembling a certain blonde maned mail mare, before he fell to the floor unconscious.
“Spike you killed him!”
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“What’dya mean we can’t go to the club house? It’s not that bad outside!” Applebloom complained for the thousandth time. Standing beside her were Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle, the rest of the Cutie Mark Crusaders.
“Applebloom Ah done told ya no. The storms to bad for ya’ll to be headin out right now.” Applejack said. The orange earth pony was getting tired of her sisters antics.
“Now ya’ll just go upstairs to yer room, ya’ll can stay here tonight.”
Turning away from Applejack, Applebloom looked at Big Macintosh.
“Big Mac, tell Applejack to let us go.” the little filly pleaded.
“Nope.” the big stallion stated simply, drawing a series of whines from the fillies as they headed upstairs.
As the storm continued the three looked around Appleblooms room trying to think of something to do. Continuing to ponder Sweetie Belle looked out the window in time to see a flash from inside the barn.
“Did you see that?!” she exclaimed excitedly, drawing the attention of Applebloom and Scootaloo.
“Did we see what?” Scootaloo asked.
“That bright light from the barn.” Sweetie Belle explained.
“There’s a light in our barn?” Applebloom asked looking out the window. As she watched there was another flash and the barn seemed to quiver.
“What’dya think it could be?” the youngest Apple asked curiously.
“Maybe it’s an alien!” Scootaloo said.
“Or a monster from the Everfree forest!” Sweetie Belle stated.
“Or maybe it’s a ghost!” all three said in unison. Agreeing this was the most possible explanation the three made the only plausible decision.
“Cutie Mark Crusader’s Ghost Hunters!” they said excitedly, climbing out the window and shimmying down the drain pipe.
Keeping out of sight the three made their way across the yard and to the barn door. By this time the wind had stopped howling and the rain was coming down in a steady drizzle and not the flood from earlier. Opening the barn door the CMC went inside.
Lying on the ground, in the middle of the barn, was a large earth pony. Steel grey in color with a black mane and a close cut beard, he was as big as Big Macintosh.
Approaching the prone form Scootaloo was the first to say anything.
“Hey Mr. Ghost, why are you haunting Applebloom’s barn?” the pegasus filly asked, getting no response.
“Maybe he cain’t here us.” Applebloom said reaching out tentatively and booping the large stallions nose.
“Ohhh.......mah head.” rumbled the large stallion.
“Hey girls, he doesn’t have a cutie mark either!” exclaimed Sweetie Belle excitedly.
As if finally registering the voices the massive earth pony opened his brown eyes, and met the beaming faces of three little fillies.
“Howdy Mister! Whatcha doin in our barn?” the red haired filly with the pink bow asked.
“Why don’t you have your cutie mark?” the orange pegasus rapid fired.
“I really like your mane!” the pearl white unicorn stated.
“Why are horses talking?” Case wondered aloud.
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Alright short chapter this time, sorry. This chapter was a pain to write, really couldn’t decide where I wanted to go with it, but kinda like the way it turned out. Alright this will probably be the shortest chapter in the whole fic so I gotta get writing. Again I appreciate the suggestions and the helpful replies. Always like to hear from the people reading so until next chapter, Adios!
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