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// A new place, lots of new Faces, And a big mistake. 
// Story: The tale of Quick Silver 
// by Crescent Edge 
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	My name is Quick Silver and I am nine years old.  I am a Pegasus colt that cannot fly because my bones aren’t hollow and my wings are what’s called flipped feathered meaning my wings don’t bend like they normally should they act more like a second pair of forelegs.  My coat is a simmering opal color and my mane and tail are a spider-web silver.  I tend to keep it long as my mom says it looks better long.  My eyes are a brilliant amber color.  I was born in a small village called Meteor Meadow’s and never left it.  The village ran off an elder policy, the elder was wisest in the village and he always had the last say in any major decision.  The elder explained that the village was sealed in a rift in space so no outsider could enter only he had the power needed to send people out.

It started off as a normal day I went to school and when I came home my world was decimated.  I walked in on my family laying there gone, lifeless.  I ran throughout the house hoping to find someone ok and breathing.  Every corpse I passed made me feel hopeless, and no room I ran into showed sings of a survivor.  Everywhere I looked the sky blue walls where stained crimson and shadows clung to the little rubies that clung to the walls.  

The elder then explained that I now needed to go live with my mother’s sister, some mare named Ditzy.  He would transport me there when I was ready.  With only Ōrora to remember my family I close my eyes and tell him I am ready to go.

I open my eyes and check to see if Ōrora came through with me.  My hoof runs up the sheath and makes contact with the hilt.  The door in front of me swings open and I come nose to nose with a young filly maybe nine with a blond mane and lavender-greyish coat.  I see the yellow orbs widen in surprise and I try to be friendly.  “Hell-. “ My mouth is suddenly sealed shut. 

I hear a near screaming, “MOM!”  After a few minutes an older looking mare comes into view and I see she looks similar to my mom.  

“Quick Silver? What are you doing here?  Where is Flare Strike and Silver Wind?”  My head looks down at the mention of my parents as my ears nearly fall off and hit the ground. 

“If you know him could you let him in?”  My eyes widen at the sound of the stallions voice.  He is brown with a dark brown mane and for the life of me can’t figure out why he is wearing a tie.

Siting waiting for them to return while being starred at by a filly you can tell has questions is not fun.  Finally they come back and the mare speaks,"My sister was killed?  I did not know, I am very sorry.  You can live here with us my name is Ditzy but most call me Derpy that is your cousin Dinky and he is my husband you may call him  the Doctor.  The Doctor has a few questions for you, you may choose to answer them or not.” 

“First is about that thing, why do you have it?”   He pointed at Ōrora.

I responded,” My dad was a blacksmith back home.  We were at the village hospital and a meteor landed in the back yard the night of my birth.  The next day he opened it up because they are common there and he said inside was a cluster of crystal that glowed with every hue of the rainbow.  So he worked and when I turned five he gave me the finished product telling me I would always be safe as long as I had it.”  

He took a moment to process it then asked,” Now with your wings?” 

I smiled I knew this was coming," the joint is flipped.  You know how a regular joint faces front when closed?  Well mine faces my flank.” 

“The letter also mentioned school, do you have special needs or do you prefer home schooling?”  He asked me trying to be polite.

I tried not to laugh as I responded, “public school is fine.”

Ditzy told me and Dinky to go play while they talked.  I followed Dinky because she told me she wanted me to meet her friends.  I trotted till we came upon a house in a giant tree.  We entered and I gazed upon three fillies and colts.  The fillies she introduced: one butter yellow with red mane and a bow as Apple Bloom, an alabaster unicorn with a two toned mane as Sweetie Bell, and an orange pegasus with a purple mane and little wings as Scootaloo.  The colts she introduced as: a light grey almost white pegasus with a dark mane as Rumble, a brown colt with a darker brown mane as Button Mash, and an alabaster pinto colt with brown blotches and a brown mane as Pipsqueak.  She explains that they are her friends.  They all take turns saying hi then we are interrupted by the house being attacked. 

Apple Bloom suddenly screams, “Timberwolves” and they all take off running and Apple Bloom trips on a root and has a small bruise appear on her foreleg. 

I stand there feeling an old instinct takes over.  Without thinking I start reciting a spell my dad said to only use in emergency.  Tears of fallen, blood of loved ones past and present.  Join together and rain smoke as one, restore the heart of this land by burning those who accept darkness and heal those who embrace the light, Firo #83 Pompeii.  .  As I finish everypony around stares in amazement as lava falls from the sky and all the Timberwolves perish as everypony feels  revitalized by the rain touching them even the bruise on Apple Bloom’s leg disappearing.  As I turn to look at them they stare in bewilderment.  “What?” is my response to their faces.

“How did you do that Quick Silver?” Dinky asked me and I realize I have some explaining to do.