//------------------------------// // Chapter One // Story: The Day My Life Continued // by Authora97 //------------------------------// August 14th, 2013. It had been six months since January, when the Mane 6 first followed me Home, when I realized I was a part of something, when Dominic kidnapped Lilac, when my family and friends found out what I was, when my sister…you know, when the Traveler community appointed me their Princess. Life had been hard after that. The first month being the worst. My Friday’s were spent at the Center talking with the ex-Presidents of each State Travel District. Four weeks, forty-nine states left in America alone. Europe has three, Asia has six and Africa has eight! Australia is just one big state, thank God. Each one asked the same fucking questions. It got to the point where I had to print it out on a piece of paper so they wouldn’t ask them. They were as follows. How old are you? Fifteen in human years, one hundred ninety-nine Traveler years. How long have you been Traveling? One hundred eighty nine years. What do I plan to do with the other Travelers? I don’t know, call me later when I decide. Is it true you killed President Chamberlin after he kidnapped your Created daughter and Created sister? Leave before I show you how. It only got worse. When the meetings stopped, paperwork took their place. I had to fill out forms detailing every place I had gone, how many years I spent and my identities in each. Some required me to revisit those places. I had completely forgotten I spent fifty years in one place. It was Thirty Days of Night so that explained it. It got difficult when I had explain all the Created’s I had. Most were parents, a few brothers, Lilac and… Darcy. April came. I was given free time to go back to Ponyville again regularly. The first thing I did when I returned was a camping trip. It only served as a reminder to Lilac and I about what happened to Darcy. Not my best idea. I had taken Lilac on a few Travels. We went to one place where I hadn’t been to in a while, Danny Phantom and a place Lilac wanted to visit, How to Train Your Dragon. That was a fun couple of weeks. Before I knew it, she was eight, then nine, and she just recently turned 10 Traveler Years. My little dragon was growing up. Lila Chamberlin had been going to My Little Pony more than me. She apparently liked helping Applejack and Pinkie with things. She told me that Twilight had been constantly asking about me, saying Mia and Shiny were asking the same by letter. Mia and I met up once every two weeks in the Crystal Empire for tea. It was a pain to remember those dates. I avoided what had been happening, for the sole purpose of having somepony not hounding me about my Traveler duties. While at the Center, my parents had apparently hired an assistant to help me. Her name was Tracy Strauss. She was what Snow White’s step-mother would be like. Trust me, I’ve met her. Most of the time she was cold, saying she only Traveled for business. I didn’t. I Traveled to have some excitement in my life, to help the Characters inside the Shows. I met some other nice Travelers. One is a Katelynn Meldon, a teen who has Traveled three times before. She was my second closest Traveler friend, the first was Lila. A third was Smith Tyler (the guy that had the office across from me) or was it Tyler Smith? Then there was Kelly Davids from accounting, Donald Walters from the Trackers Lab (a place where Traveler make sure the International Traveler Database [ITB] is up to date), Charlie from the coffee room, and finally Dahlia Bates. She was nice, nicer than some of those others. Darcy would’ve laughed at that. Saying she had called it all along. I would correct her saying I liked Dahlia as a friend, but Darcy would say ‘whatever you say, Morgue, whatever you say’. The summer was a great time for me. Lilac was staying in our house, we went to visit my Grandmother beach house in Florida and the Cruise we took in June. I took the Mane 6, Spike and Lilac, and the Royal Sisters for a week long trip to Walt Disney World. It was during this time I gave each of the Mane 7 plus the Princesses their own phones. Not only had I equipped each phone with the numbers of the other phone holders, I put in my work and home number. Just in case they wanted to chat. (And my parent’s numbers, but only because Twilight kept pestering me on it) Later on, I had some guys do construction to make us a little house in my backyard. Okay, not so much a house as it was a shack. It had running water though, as well as power and air conditioning. I was getting a big pay check for my Princess job. Sweet huh? Lilac had so much fun at Home. She was making friends with some of the kids at my school. She was getting close with my baby brother, Nathan Scott, who now adored My Little Pony. My parents seemed fine with her being around, enjoying the fact that I had something keeping me somewhat mature. They obviously didn’t see me in the Dragon movie. My office wasn’t Dominic’s. I chose the large room on the fifth floor. It allowed more space for things as well as room for a small bed for when I Traveled. There are also many questions out there. I had been asked them ever since I took over this place. Dominic had told me at the hospital that there was a law saying I had to take back the Mane 7 to Equestria. Then they ended up back in Equestria. The explanation is simple. Dominic was a liar. Taking back that many would kill me, and I don’t think Dominic knew that I knew that. The other Travelers watching over my friends took them home, if only to keep them from interfering. The used Lilac as the sort of portal, draining her of her Created-ness just to get them home. I am the reincarnation of Danielle Patterson, may she rest in peace. Rumor is, she performed a Phoenix Spell on herself. They say Danielle saved my life, giving me her soul when I was born. I thought it was stupid, the her saving my life. She just made it longer, and made it harder. Oh, and I had to clean up her smurfin’ mess. There’s a summary of what happened on Earth. Now, let me explain some Equestrian stuff for you. In Equestria, there are five Alicorns. Celestia, Princess of the Sun, Luna, Princess of the Moon, Cadence (or Mia), Princess of Love, Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Friendship and Element of Magic, and finally, Raspberry Stardust, Princess of Traveling. Confused? I’ll go deeper into explaining. It was all just a big mess that day, so much singing and laughing and magic spells. The only thing I do remember clearly was that I left the tea kettle on. I was standing beside Twilight when she figured it out, I was hit by the blast, and Celestia made me an alicorn. Not only that, but my cutiemark changed. I have a tiara on it now. It was silver, with some sapphires. It vaguely resembled Celestia’s, probably closer to Luna’s than anything. Shining Armor and Mi Amore Cadenza still have no clue about my Traveling. The same for Cheerilee, the CMC, and everypony in Ponyville. It was really hard on Applejack, who was constantly being hounded for answers on where we all vanished for a week. Is that everything? It should be. All that’s left is the Princess Summit in a couple weeks. I still have to gather supplies for it, like my Infi-purse. For the life of me I cannot find my Infi-purse! Sorry, moving on. Right now, I’m finishing up a formula for some special paper. It’s highly complex because once it’s done I need to work it into the paper like a complicated threadwork. Or I could just soak it in the Formula? “Hey, Lilac, should I thread the Formula into the paper or just soak it in?” I asked my daughter as we watched My Little Pony: Equestria Girls in our shack. The blue haired dragon-girl looked at me and smiled. She had gotten used to life on Earth. The cars, the TVs, phones. Her favorite part was definitely the air conditioning. She had also been getting smarter, a bit better at helping me Plan. “Thread it in. Oh, and soak the covers so the paper can be self-replicant.” “And that’s why I need people like you Lilac! You got a good head on your shoulders.” I told her, writing it all out on the sheet of paper I was working on. “Almost...got...it...and...done!” With a tap of my pen, I handed the paper to Lilac. “Send it to Lila at the Center, I’ll need it before I go back to Equestria.” My daughter nodded, lifting the papers holding the chemical formula up and blasting it with her messaging fire. In blue smoke it took the papers away towards my friend who had been patiently waiting for us to send the letter. “Li, have you seen my Infi-purse?” I asked Lilac. She shook her head, brushing a bit of hair out of her eyes. “No Mom, do you think you left it in Equestria?” “No, no, no. I know I kept it somewhere around here, I just can’t remember where.” “The office?” “Checked. Twice.” “The safe?” “Three times.” “The car?” “Twice.” “Your closet?” “Four times.” “My closet?” “Thrice.” Lilac tapped her chin. “Special storage shed where you keep everything that you can’t fit anywhere else?” “Hmm. I forgot about that one. I’ll head over there after I get something to eat.” Getting up, I began walking towards the door to our Mini-Hut. “Stay pure!” I instructed Lilac as I walked out. “I can’t! I’m being raised by you!” Lilac joked. ‘Witty sarcasm. She’s getting better every day, I’m so proud.’ That’s was my life. Trying to keep some set of normalcy in whatever the hell I was doing. I almost forgot! We had given Darcy a decent burial. She now rested in the courtyard in the Center. She should be happy there, at least for now. Somewhere out there is a way to bring her back. I can feel it in my gut! Now, to get that Infi-purse! Work was hell. I had finally found the Infi-purse (Lilac was right) and then I went to the Center to see if Lila had done anything with that formula I had sent her. The experiment had to work by the time of the Princess Summit or else my whole plan would fall apart. You wanna know the plan? It’ll be legend- wait for it! The minute I arrived at the Center, my assistant Tracy pushed a ton of forms that needed my signature. Of course, I had to read them over to make sure they weren’t for something stupid that would later come to bite my ass. That took at least an hour. When that was done, Lila told me the Formula wasn’t complete because one of the chemicals was making another one explode. That meant I needed to find the chemicals or potion that would do the same thing as one of the chemicals. Tracy then told me I had meetings with three Traveler Families who had arrived from Texas, Minnesota, and one family that was leftover in South Carolina. They had come first to meet me and second to get some of their kids evaluated. So, now I’m collapsed on my office bed and waiting for the meetings to start. The sheets felt like silk. Dark purple silk. The pillows came from Foreign-Country-I’m-Not-Even-Gonna-Try-To-Pronounce. I had called Mom and asked the she send Lilac to the Center. She told me that she was busy working at the school so Lilac would have to walk. After some thought, I wrote a letter to Lilac and told her to survive the walk. *knock* *knock* “Come in.” I groaned, burying my head deeper into the soft as cloud pillow. “I can’t. You locked the door.” My eyes widened. It was Katelynn! Running up to it, I opened the door wide and noticed the five-foot-two blonde. “Katelynn!” I greeted. “Morgan!” She cheered. The two of us hugged, and me being five-foot-nine I could rest my head on top of her’s if I stood up a little more. She was dressed in an outfit that made it look like she worked at Olive Garden. A long sleeved buttoned up white t-shirt with black trousers. When we separated, I smiled. “What are you doing here? Didn’t you have to get ready for school in two weeks?” Katelynn shrugged. “I did, but apparently I’m also signed up for my mom’s ‘Take your Kid to Work Day’.” “That’s not today.” “It’s that day somewhere.” Katelynn pointed out. “Plus, I have to finish my internship. Still got five hours.” I nodded, walking back over to my desk and raising my nose high. My hands clasped in front of me and my back straightened up. “Katelynn, my dear, could you please let in our first group?” I said in a faux fancy accent. The blonde laughed as she walked out of the room to get a family and bring them in. “Mr. Warner, Mrs. Warner, Princess Spencer will see you now.” Katelynn said. “*ahem*!” “Sorry. Princess Morgan will see you now.” Katelynn corrected. “Go get yourself a gold star!” I called out as the couple walked in. The man and woman’s at down at the chairs opposite my desk. I relaxed a little because it was tiring keeping my back straight. “So, any questions before we start?” I asked them with a smile. The woman nodded. “Yes, is it true that you killed Dominic Chamberlin after her took your Createds?” It was gonna be a long day. Three hours later, the Warner’s had come and gone. Right now I was showing the Fergusons out. They had asked me all the expected questions, but the mother asked if I had been sleeping with Dominic and that’s why he took my family and I killed him! I was almost sixteen for God’s sake! The same age as her own daughter! So, as I kicked her out, I gave her the best angry smile I could give. “Thank you Mrs. Ferguson, please never come again.” I slammed the door and sighed. This was getting ridiculous. *knock* *knock* *knock* “Yes?” “Are you okay?” “No.” “I wouldn’t be either.” Katelynn said. I could tell she was smirking from the tone in her voice. “I’ve got good news though, only one family left. The Logans. Apparently, the mother is the Traveler and this is her second marriage. The Logans have three children, two from the first marriage and one by the second. The oldest is around your age in human years. The daughters are three years and thirteen years younger. Doesn’t seem so bad.” I thought it over. Would it really be a good idea? So soon after being blantaly insulted? “Why not. Beats having to do it later.” I grumbled. “I could just tell them you don’t feel well.” Katelynn offered. “No, no. Let’s get this over with before I change my mind.” I groaned, going back up to my desk. Sitting in the rolling chair, I looked over the desk. Three framed photos sat on the desk. One of my family standing on a beach from our trip in June, one of Lilac and me in Berk, and one of the Equestrians and I in front of Cinderella’s Castle. Everyone looked so happy. Pinkie was somehow able to take the photo and be in it, Luna kept on asking how my iPhone could take pictures. Slowly, I reached for one of the drawers on the desk. It held a fourth photo, one I hadn’t seen in awhile. It was taken out of my photo album. Darcy and me, standing in front of a police car. Such a good memory… *knock* *knock* *knock* “Come in.” I said, closing the drawer. A man and woman walked in. The man was tall, maybe six feet. He had some black hair cut kinda short, deep brown eyes, and slightly tanned skin. He wore a business suit. The woman had long wood brown straight hair, deep green eyes and tan skin. She was wearing a women’s business attire. “Your majesty.” They greeted. “Screw formalities. Calm me Morgan. And you are?” I told the two. Mr. Logan and Mrs. Logan looked confused at first before smiling. “I’m Theodore Logan and this is my wife, Savannah.” Savannah smiled at me. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” “I feel the same. It’s nice to meet new Travelers, so long has they have a sense of decency which the last two families forgot.” The Logan’s looked confused. “That last group, the mother asked me if I was sleeping with Dominic Chambein! Can you believe that?!” Savannah gasped. “But you’re no older than my son!” “That’s what I thought! Except, for her kid.” I added. “So, let’s see the rest of the Logan Family. Bottom to top, and before you ask why, keep in mind that I am pissed off. Little kids usually make it better, just ask my little Lilac.” They raised eyebrows. I flipped the photo of LIlac and I around. The Logans looked logistically shocked. “That’s...what you call little?” Theodore asked. “Yep. She’s around...ten now...in Travelers years that is. In real life she’s gonna be eight in three months.” I explained. “She’s probably somewhere in the building...I didn’t think the meetings were going to take so long.” Placing the photo back, I brought up my iPhone and pulled up a less dragon-y picture of Lilac. “Here she is, but less threatening to use your bones for bread.” I showed the phone to the Logans, who both smiled. “Is that blue hair?” Savannah asked. “Yep. All natural too.” I replied. Theodore got a little closer. “Is she...breathing fire?” “Oh yeah.” I said, proudly. “We were having trouble baking cookies two months ago. I found a creative way to do it.” Theodore and Savannah smiled. “Well, that is creative.” Savannah chuckled. “Yeah,” I said, staring at the photo. “So, your youngest?” The two Logans smiled as I brought them back on track. “Yes, our youngest is little Kimberly, my daughter Ashley and my son Seth.” Seth? Seth Brown? Where have I heard that name before... “Wow. Those are some good names. How many of them are Travelers?” Theodore answered that one. “All of them. Though Ashley and Seth are only half-Traveler. Savannah’s ex-husband was a human.” He said the last bit with an undertone of anger. “And...is there a problem with being human?” I asked, picking up the anger. Savannah shook her head. “Of course not, it’s just... he never understood my Traveling.” She explained solemnly. “Okay. Good. I thought we were gonna go out on a Human vs. Traveler debate. I have had that one with too much stuck-up’s.” I voiced my thought. “Could I meet them? They sound interesting already.” Savannah and Theodore nodded, the father walking back to the large door. He opened it wide and called for the kids. “Seth, Ashley, Kimberly, could you come in here for a minute? The Princess wants to see you.” Not even two seconds after he said that, a little girl with straight mouse brown hair and deep brown eyes ran inside and up to Savannah. Savannah’s green eyes widened. “Kimmy!” She lightly scolded. “Oh.” I said. “She’s adorable.” Little Kimberly was looking up at me with those freakin’ adorable eyes. Not as cute as my Lilac’s, but still freakin’ cute. “Kimmy!” Another female voice card out. Turning towards it, I saw a girl with burnt honey blonde hair with it tied back into a ponytail, her eyes were deep green like Savannah’s. She smiled at me once I was seen. “You. I remember you.” This had me intrigued. I almost never forget a face. “You do? How?” “You went to my old school. I remember seeing you in my brother’s class. You know, Oakley Christian Prep?” No Ashley simply looked at me, curious as to the hate etched on my face. “Um…Princess? Are you alright?” “Mrs. Logan, in your last marriage it was to a Mr. Brown.” I stated. Savannah was silent as footsteps approached the door. “Yes, it was.” She said, as if I had said it as a question. “Then I am not alright.” I said as the first Logan child walked in. He was taller than I remembered. Naturally tan skin with slightly tanner freckles, dark olive green eyes, dark wooden brown hair. He was still in his uniform, a white polo shirt with the school’s name in dark blue were the horse would go, long khaki pants, and black sneakers with those old scratchy socks. He was taller than I remembered. Maybe six feet this time, he was five feet tall last time. “Seth Brown.” I growled, not hiding my disdain. Said teen’s eyes widened as he began to remember. “Morgan Spencer.” “Good. I’d have thought my name would fade into the back of your thick head.” I don’t entirely know what had come over me, but I liked it. I never had the courage to say them last time I saw him. “Or, that maybe the wrong name would get remembered.” Mr. Logan walked up to his step-son. “Seth, you know the Princess?” “You could say that, Ted.” Seth said, not looking away from me. “Could he? I think we more than just knew each other.” I said, reaching towards the phone and pressing the button that let me talk to Katelynn. “Kate, could you please escort the Logan’s out?” “*sigh*. Yeah Morgue.” Katelynn sighed. Savannah looked at me with surprise. At least I think she did, I couldn’t look away from Seth. “Princess! What did we do?” I snapped my head to her. “It’s not what you did.” I looked back to Seth, hatred burning inside me. “It’s what he did.” Seth’s shocked face slowly faded away. “It wasn’t that bad.” “‘Wasn’t that bad’? ‘Wasn’t that bad’! You call what you did ‘wasn’t that bad’?!” My anger was getting bigger, almost too big. “Yeah.” Seth Brown said as Katelynn walked in to escort them out. “You broke my arm in three places, my leg in four, my head in a near concussion state, bruises on my arms and hands, and stitches in my head from landing on concrete not that bad?!” I growled at him. The people in the room gasped, recoiled in surprise and one just plain stared at me, waiting for me to react again. Seth Brown. The meanest kid to me during my first years as a Traveler in my old school. He was the one who encouraged calling me a freak and a weirdo. It got to a point where him and his buddy, William Hobertson, pushed me down two flights of stairs into the concrete floor at the bottom. My skull nearly bust open and I had to get stitches. I wore casts for months. My parents thought it was just me tripping, same for the teachers. The bruises came from trying to stop myself from falling. Seth only glared as he was guided out of my office, I waited for Katelynn walk back in after the Logan’s were gone to say any more. “Turn off the light and lock the door. Consider your internship complete. I’m done for the night.” I said. The blonde only nodded, flipping the switch and closing the door. Once I was sure I was alone, I let the floodgates open and began crying.