//------------------------------// // Midnight Wisp. // Story: Treasonous Love. // by wisp1 //------------------------------// "Sweet Celestia it's cold..." Midnight Wisp whined, a butterscotch unicorn stallion with a long brown mane, a scarf secured tightly around his neck; with a moon surrounded by a mist that adorned both sides of his flanks. His muzzle was more feminine than most stallions, an odd mix, most would think he's a bat pony, not a reclusive unicorn who lives in ponyville. Picking up his hooves as they crunched upon contact with the snow, he let his amber eyes glance towards the moon, snow still coming down hard and pelting his face. Lighting up his horn letting out a small yellow glow as a light to guide him through the dark. "I wish i could only share these nightly strolls with somepony." He said aloud to himself, a small pang of loneliness in his chest. Shaking the negative thoughts, he looked straight forward walking towards his home near the edge of ponyville. Upon reaching his house, something caught his eye, it looked like a trail, and blood, as if somepony was limping, the trail wrapped around his house. Staying calm he approached the trail, following it around his house he noticed it continued towards the orchard. "Somepony could be hurt, or worse..." he thunk, steeling his nerves he picked up pace, the cold chilling him to the bone, the faster he got out of the cold the better. Apple tree's accompanied his side as he followed the blood, the smell of apples calmed him a bit. Keeping his eyes forward he noticed the trail started veering towards an apple tree, upon getting closer he could see a black tail with aqua running through it, peeking from behind the tree. Hesitating he opened his mouth and finally called out. "E-Excuse me! A-Are you okay!?" the tail quickly disappeared, quickly followed by the pony sticking it's head out, stepping a little closer he could finally make out who the pony was. It was a Changeling! An odd one at that, it had black and aqua hair. His heart started pounding as the Changeling stepped out from the tree revealing itself. It's hoof was twisted in a sickening position, curled up towards it's chest with a pained expression, it had cuts up and down it's body, shivering uncontrollably the Changeling finally collapsed, as if it was done. Running towards it, he grasped his scarf with his magic and unwrapped it from around his neck and put it around the Changelings neck, then getting a firm grip on the Changeling he hoisted it on his back. Feeling it's ragged breath against his neck, at least he knew it was alive now. "Even if this is considered treason, I won't just let it die here." Turning back towards the trail he followed, he re-lit his horn and sprinted towards his house, bounding near, he see's the rectangular yellow place with a straw roof, he could already reach out and grasp the back door with his magic and opened it. Coming to a sliding stop in front of the door he stepped in, making his way to his small living room he dropped the Changeling off on the couch, centered in the room. Finally, heaving heavily he sat down in front of the couch, observing the Changeling and catching his breath, he muttered. "This is gonna be a long night." Picking up his hooves once again, he made his way towards the kitchen, grabbing a washcloth and rinsing it under warm water, he opened up a cabinet under the sink and grabbed a pale in there. Putting it under the water he watched it rise to an acceptable level before turning off the sink and heading back towards the couch with a pale of water and cloth in toe. Sitting back down in front of the changeling he ran the cloth on it's body, thoroughly scrubbing it's chitin and between the holes in it's legs until deemed clean enough until morning. Carefully wiping it's wounds he dropped the rag in the pale and sauntered towards a closet grabbing a medical kit out of it, picking through, he grabbed some bandages and medical tape, he returned back to the Changeling, carefully wrapping the changeling up and closing all the bigger wounds, around it's waist and hooves. grasping the Changelings gnarled hoof with his own, he noticed that it was only dislocated, but twisted nearly around. Thinking back to some medical spells, he numbed the hoof and prepared himself by enveloping the Changelings hoof with magic, squinting he counted. "1, 2, 3!" *POP* Peeking, he looked back at the hoof to see that he put it back in place. Picking up the Changeling once again he carried him up the stairs and towards his room, opening the door it revealed a plain bedroom with a window on the other side, which dimly lit the room with moonlight and a decently sized bed that hugged the wall under it. Laying the changeling down on the bed, he crawled in next to it, he could see it's fang-y smile as it wrapped it's hooves around him. "A long night indeed." he whispered, closing his eyes before letting the sandmare take him. All the while a certain purple princess had been watching the whole time... Said princess, was just taking a midnight stroll to watch Luna paint the sky, but after witnessing somepony take a Changeling in, that could only mean one thing. Changelings are invading ponyville! And it's up to her as the new princess of Equestria to protect her home and ponys from any danger. "AAAAAND PINKIE!" An ecstatic pink mare said, jumping out from behind Twilight. "GAH! Pinkie? what are you doing here?" said Twilight, wings erected giving Pinkie a quizzical look. "Weeell--" Pinkie started but was cut off. "You know what, never mind. Now is not the time, just-- we'll talk about this in the morning." Twilight sighed, and walked back towards her tree home.