//------------------------------// // Prologue // Story: What's yours is mine. // by type13 //------------------------------// “Give me your hand!” screamed a gruff and masculine voice, indicating that it’s a male. As he was struggling to hold onto what seems to be a female from falling to her death. “I-I’m Slipping! Garret HELP! Hand me the claw!” screamed a feminine voice as a hint of fear and desperation was found in her voice as her grip was starting to waver, and it is a matter of time till she falls to her doom. “Forget the damn Claw, Erin!” shouted Garret as he re-adjusted his body and grabbed tighter. “Hand me the Claw, Garret! I could grab at the ledge with it!” retorted Erin with anger and desperation as she felt her grip loosening even more. Looking to his left, Garret saw Erin’s claw far from his reach and if he would put any effort on reaching for it, he will most certainly let Erin go, unless. “Listen to me, Erin” spoke Garret in a comforting tone as he re-adjusted his body again to the edge of the falling roof. “What are you doing? Garret? No…” asked Erin with confusion and fear. Not for herself, but what she thought his former teacher will pull. “Sorry…” Was the last word that Garret said as he swung Erin with all of his might to the side, sacrificing his position just to swing Erin close enough to a ledge of the broken roof so that she could grab hold of it. Erin, upon seeing the ledge, grabbed hold of it with all of her might with her free hand, and in a swift thought looked at her other hand. Only to see a falling Garret in a seemingly slow motion state, who have let go of her hand. Garret knew that Erin won’t be able to sustain their combined weight and in so little time, so he sacrificed his safety for hers. And as Garret slowly fell from the top of the building, he could see the face of a shocked Erin crying for his name. And as he landed on the Ritual Circle just below, which was nearing its completion. Garret stops and floats in mid-air as he is surrounded by the ritual's energy. Garrett, while looking down at the light, has part of the stone that was used for the ritual embedded in his eye which then begins to glow and finally disappearing from his world as a green shockwave blasted the surrounding area. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ “Twilight, Twilight, I found something! It doesn't stop time, but it lets you go back in time. It says you can go back once, and it only lasts for a few moments. Does that help?” asked Pinkie as she handed an old scroll to Twilight. “Pinkie, you're a genius!” replied Twilight as she took the scroll from Pinkie and read its contents hastily passing over some unimportant details. And she got the gist of the spell, Twilight stepped back a few and added “Now I can go back and tell past Twilight that she doesn't need to go berserk with worry about a disaster that's never gonna come!” And as Twilight’s horn crackled with magic enveloping her whole body, and with a burst of magic, she was gone leaving Pinkie and Spike dumfounded with awe. But as soon as Twilight was gone, she reappeared just a few seconds after but with a something not quite right, as green light and slight shockwave accompanied her arrival, knocking Spike and Pinkie Pie of their feet as what seems to be a black blur swiftly jumped out the window. Something’s not quite right. “–waste your time... worrying... about... Ugh! I can't believe I just did that!” shouted Twilight in frustration. “Did you tell her about the cool birthday present?” asked Pinkie as she recomposed and dusted herself. “Remember last week when future Twilight came to warn me about something? That was me trying to warn myself not to worry so much! Now I'm gonna spend the next week freaking out about a disaster that doesn't even exist! Ugh...” groaned Twilight still frustrated at herself. “Ah, don't worry about it. It's past Twilight's problem now” giggled Pinkie as she bounced next to Twilight. “Huh, I guess you're right, Pinkie” giggled Twilight in response. The two mares then heard a certain stomach growl from a certain baby dragon. Smirking, she looked at spike and saw just what she predicted earlier. Looks like Future Spike is taking in the full force of Past Spike’s mischievousness. “Ohhh... my stomach... I, I think it's all that ice cream... I thought the stomach ache would be future Spike's problem... but now I am future Spike. Ohh..” groaned Spike as he lay on the floor writhing in pain. As Twilight and Pinkie Pie giggled at how Spike groaned on the floor with a tummy ache due to his own foolishness, not even considering the consequences. “Come on, future Spike. Let's get you home” said Twilight as she magically lifted Spike from the floor and rested him on her back all the while giggling together with Pinkie Pie. As the Trio was about to leave the Starswirl the bearded wing and was about to close the door, Pinkie Pie spoke. “Hey, Twilight?” “Yes, Pinkie?” “There were only three of us wearing black outfits, right?” “Yeah? Why? “No reason, I must’ve been seeing things” And as the trio closed the door behind them and left the room completely, they did not notice a certain window open. As a slight breeze blew from the open window, a certain shadow like hand could be seen closing the window silently. Dashing from one statue to another, hiding in the darkness that is in the shade of the statues, The shadowy figure with its one glowing green eye, observed and mentally made a map of the courtyard in mere seconds just by glancing around. “Where the Hell, am I?” asked Garret as he hid on a tall grass statue just outside the Starswirl the Bearded wing and looked at the Morning Sun, his left eye glowing a bright green.