“Why.”Lyra Thought to herself “Why would my race do such a thing. Lyra remembered what she learned in Books; “Humans are evil mythological creatures that prey on other animals to survive they should never be trusted”. Looking at the abandoned camp made her think, Who’s the real monster?
Just then What seemed like magic occurred, one of the
Larger tents lit up. “Who else could possibly be HERE?”.
Lyra Slowly Pulled the tarp back on the tent and poked her head inside. A dark shadow jumped out of a corner ran past her almost knocking her over. It was hard to see but the shadow was running on two legs.
By the time Lyra got back on her feet the dark shadow was long gone.
Lyra Pulled back the tarp on the tent again, Readying herself for what may be ready to charge her again.
Inside the tent was silence there was nothing else hiding inside the tent. There were books however.
Lyra Studied the books Most of the books were burnt or so old that the text was no longer readable, Not only that but the words were in terrible equestrian, not that she expected humans to know it.
From Lyra’s knowledge she understood that equestrian and ‘human English” were similar, chances are that if you knew equestrian you knew English and vise- versa
However this book was in neither equestrian or English they almost looked like spells.
Lyra Looked the book up and down on the cover had a image of a triangle mixed with a upside down triangle .
Lyra remembered learning about the symbol in magic school. Yes it was a pentagram.
The text above the book read “Book of shadows.”
Lyra attempted to levitate the book with magic but every time she tried her magic would “break”. This book had some sort of magic countermeasure.
“I thought that humans didn’t posses the ability to use mag-“ her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of talking.
Without thinking lyra Extinguished The candle light and hid by the window. Lyra listened to the voices outside of the tent. She saw six shadows two were Pegasi and she could barely see a unicorn horn on the far side of the five silhouettes.
‘So Sugercube, why ar we here’ said an orange pony.
“I received a note from princess Celestia herself” a lavender unicorn replied, to occupied with a sheet of paper in front of her face, the unicorn then continued to recite the message; “
My faithful student, twilight sparkle. I am sending you on a mission in the Everfree forest. it seems that a ancient evil still remains there after I thought I purged it.
Further information is not required, instead i need you, the elements of harmony to burn down this camp. You have my permission to kill anything that stand in your way.
Princess Celestia.
The purple unicorn then rolled the paper up and packed it into her saddle bag.
Lyra felt no need to listen she searched the area for a way to escape other than the front door that was now covered with ponies and windows that would obviously alert them if to be opened.
Lyra was trapped. Just a loud noise shook the tent on the far side of the camp. Lyra poked her head out of the window to see the ponies were no longer guarding the door but were now on the other side of the camp, with barrels of T.N.T . Lyra’s heart stopped “I can’t allow
Such a ancient civilisation to be erased like that. I needed to get the word out, I need... magic.
Lyra approached the dusty red book the book let out a quiet purr, as if it wanted to be opened, it wanted to be used. It was almost as if it was in her head “Use me..” the book whispered in a deep cracking voice. Lyra knew it was wrong, shadow magic was strictly forbidden in equestria. It’s that kind of magic the possessed Princess Luna no more than 1000 year ago. but she knew she had two.
As lyra opened the book, now with her hooves, her horn surged with magic, a glow could be seen from her horn like always but no.. this glow was not green, but black.
The horn’s aura was blacker than night, so black the horn itself was no longer visible. A low voice was heard in her head; “You like this power don’t you, Lyra.” Lyra stumbled to a shard of glass on the ground and examined
Herself. Her eyes were no longer the usual orange, instead then were black possibly blacker then her horn was, her coat was grey as a ash. Not only that but, wings.
She had wings on both sides. She was a Alicorn, a scary one at that. Before she could do anything she blacked out.
Lyra was dreaming again, this time she was a human foa-child, in a crib standing outside the crib stood two humans, A male and a female, their smiles on their faces seemed heart warming the calm serenity of the dream was interrupted.
The humans smiles turned into frowns and soon to nothing.
Lyra looked down two see she was no longer a human but a foal with hooves, green hooves.
Lyra’s vision turned blurry and wet, she was crying, she didn’t know why however, but whatever she was crying about was extreme her tears turned red as the hit the comforter of the crib, she recognized the red splotches as blood. The blood then faded away and the crib faded as well. Lyra then woke up this time outside of the tent,
Alone, the gunpowder was still there, however no ponies,
Lyra got back up on all fours to observe her surroundings
Lyra walked up to a puddle of water. her horn was back to normal, and her eyes were back, her wings were also gone.
Lyra witnessed enough today and needed no more as she didn’t know what happened to her after she read the book nor did she care, the camp was clear proof that humans existed why else would Celestia send the elements to burn it down, other than to wipe out all proof of their existence. As lyra was about to leave a voice spoke to her. “Nooo don’t leave, stay”
The voice said now with the voice of a child. Lyra followed the voice to the red book she read earlier.
Lyra was about to kick the book when a different voice spoke to her. “You want to know more about humans, yes?”
Lyra replied “I already know about humans I know what Celestia did to them and I’m deeply moved, but now I need to put this knowledge into action I need to know what happened and why Celestia did this. Before the book could reply lyra was back into the forest.
The travel back from the forest was rather calmer then it was before. No monsters tried to attack her, the sun was rising on a beautiful day, Birds could be heard in the distance.
Lyra had a much more positive look on life, probably because she just confirmed her lifelong research to be true, not only that but the shadow she saw from the tent, what was it? Was it a human? Lyra tried to trace her memory of the shadow.
Suddenly a shadow Jumps out of a nearby bush.
The tall, two legged creature shared the same height as lyra, a dark robe covered the creatures face, a large knife sheathed to its side.
Lyra bravely approached the hooded creature.
“um, hello sir?”
The creature didn’t answer nor did it react, despite the fact that Lyra couldn’t see the creatures face she knew the creature didn’t want to be bothered.
Lyra was about to say something when a deep groan could be heard, The creature was hungry.
“I bet your hungry” lyra said. She had a idea of what this creature is she just needed to get its hood off.
The creature didn’t reply to the question but instead
Turned and walked away.
“Hey I’m talking to you!” lyra pulled at the robe with her mouth.
The creature reacted immediately by pulling out its knife.
Lyra backed up, fear on her face. Never before has she been threatened in such a way.
Once Lyra was at a fair distance from the mysterious creature she heard a roar from the near bush.
From the bush, a manticore appeared, anger on its face she recognized it as the same manticore she faced on her way to the camp.
Without thought the manticore jumped, lyra attempted to dodge but the manticore snagged her leg, before she knew it she was on the ground, a heavy wound running though her hoof, at the manticore’s mercy.
Lyra never felt pain like this before, life in ponyville is usually problem free, but she knew that if she survived this she would die in this forest there is no way she could return to ponyville this deep in the forest.
As the manticore raised its claw readying itself for the final blow, Lyra closed her eyes, accepting her faith.
Just then, when all hope seemed lost she heard a loud pounding sound following by the sound of whimpering.
Lyra opened her eyes to see something truly amazing.
Lyra squinted her eyes in disbelief. The creature, now on top of the manticore, blade to its throat.
It was clear, it was a human
Lyra then noticed something about this human, its hood was down now and she could see its face.
Lyra has never seen a human close up but reading about them, seeing pictures
In Lyra’s vague judgement on humans Lyra can see for sure this human was no older then sixteen, it was still a child.
In equestria fillies and colts don’t graduate from there states until then either achieve the cutie marks or become so blatantly old that they can no longer be fillies or colts.
So technically since this human was not even a adult in human years nor in equestrian years he was counted as a colt, but lyra was sure humans were not addressed as colts anyways. Lyra didn’t know much about humans not even to know if its male or female she was unsure.
Lyra was thinking to hard about this, this human just saved her life. She needed a way to make it up to him or her.
Lyra got back onto her hoofs and examined the human as it fought the manticore, naturally she would try to help but whenever Lyra attempted to move her left foot the blood would start pouring more so she just went back down into a sitting position and watched the fight.
At this point everyone was damaged; Lyra had a injured hoof, the manticore had a cut off tail, and the human had what seemed to be a slash going across its chest, lyra was not sure about the human for it seemed not to be affected.
the sky started to cloud up again, rain followed after, the rain bristled the tree branches and created puddles.
The blood circle that covered everyone’s feet drifted away with the rain.
The human stood tall, vigilantly, as if nothing happened.
The manticore’s legs bucked and eventually gave way.
The manticore closed its eyes and blacked out.
The human, still standing tall, unsheathed its blade and approached the manticore. Lyra couldn’t believe it, she has never witnessed a human, or an execution, she was fascinated by both. Naturally she would try and stop the human, but figuring what happened last time she approached and figuring the manticore deserves it she sat and watched as the human sliced the manticore’s throat.
The blood of the manticore on the human’s knife, it swiped the blood off on the manticore’s corpse.
Lyra couldn’t believe it her stomach ached, yes she wanted it, yes she had the power to stop it, but she didn’t, this was a memory she would never forget.
The human then looked at lyra, then back at the manticore, then at the blade, and at lyra again.
The human approached her slightly, then stopped,
Looked at the blade, and dropped it.
He then approached lyra again, a nervous smile appeared on the humans face. That when Lyra realized.
This is the first time Lyra has seen a human, so this must be the first time this human has seen a equestrian, he must be scared as well.
Lyra knew that humans could talk, just like equestrians
The reason the human isn’t saying anything must be because it’s scared.
The human carried Lyra back to the abandoned camp to a large tent, the tent was well lit, it had a bed, a bookshelf, a window glistened with the remaining raindrops for earlier.
Lyra looked through the window and confirmed it was indeed night.
The human knelt down to Lyra’s damaged foot, stared at it for a while then looked up at her.
The human reached into the shadow of his cloak and pulled out a satchel, it reached into the satchel and pulled out a large white band, Lyra recognized it as one of the bands you rap deep wounds with.
“ok so not only do you have signs of intelligence, but you do first aid too.”Lyra said, holding back being too impressed.
The human said nothing.
Lyra continued to ask “Do you even speak, do you know what I’m saying?”
The human looked up and nodded, and continued on the leg.
“Ok so at least it understands you” Lyra mumbled to herself.
The human ignored her, still occupied with the leg.
“Anyways I would like to thank you- f-or saving my life and fixing my leg.” Lyra said.
The human didn’t reply nor did it even look up.
Lyra would naturally be mad about the human’s attitude if not for her fascination over it; its “toes”, its “fingers”
It’s “lack-of-tail”. Lyra snapped back into focus, the human was now done and staring contently at her, possibly equally fascinated at her.
Lyra then looked to her left, a small drawer, with a note
She waited until the human was occupied with something Outside, she shifted slowly to the end of the bed and examined the note;
My faithful student, twilight sparkle. I am sending you on a mission in the Everfree forest. It seems that a ancient evil still remains there after I thought I purged it.
Further information is not required, instead I need you, the elements of harmony to burn down this camp. You have my permission to kill anything that stand in your way.
Princess Celestia.
“
This was the note that was being read by twilight sparkle Yesterday” She Flipped The note to see a hand print, intentionally added on the back of the paper where the Canterlot crest stands. Just then the human snatches the paper out of the levitated airspace then looks at lyra, anger deep in his eyes but fear on his face. The human then examined the paper then returns the paper to lyra with one hand the other pointing to the ceiling.
It took awhile for Lyra to comprehend what it was indicating to. Until it struck her, she lifted the candle above the paper in the air and examined the paper word side down, the shadow of the hand, the “index finger” and the middle finger indicated to two words; “Princess Celestia.”
That’s when Lyra knew, this sudden burst on knowledge hit her, it felt worst then the pain in her leg.
For the longest time Lyra thought he couldn’t talk but he could, he could this whole time, he just didn’t want to speak with her.
Lyra knew it was not just her, he didn’t want to talk to any equestrian, all we have done to his race must be scarring especially at such a young age.
Snapping back to attention, Lyra noticed the human was no longer looking at her.
“Listen I’m sorry about your race, about what happened,
What Celestia did was wrong”
The human looked up, surprised, probably to hear Lyra defying her princess,
“what Celestia did, what she’s going to do needs to be stopped, you know about what Celestia tried to do yesterday” lyra continued
The human’s reassured face deflated.
“you want your revenge don’t you?” The humans tilted its head so only one eye was visible
‘I would love to help you get that, but.. I don’t believe i caught your name” Lyra gave the human a sly expression.
“m-my name..” Lyra’s face lit up, it was working, a real talking human she held back a squeal and waited for the human to continue.
“m-m-my name, I don’t have a name”
Lyra was Shocked, she decided not to get further into reasons.
“So I guess I should call you X?” Lyra said jokingly
“I don’t care what you call me, pony” The human said with a stern voice, [A: since the author is sick of typing “the human” he will stick with “X”]
“so, anyways yea I can help you get your revenge, Its only a matter of time until they come back to burn this place again.”
X’s Expression dropped, but then returned to normal.
“But then I will be ready” X’s expression turned to one of determination.
The human got up from the bedside and check a shelf.
He grabbed a jar and stuck his hand in, when he took it out it was glowing with purple fluid, he gently grabbed Lyra’s injured hoof and rubbed it with the gel, lyra didn’t respond, she trusted that x knew what it was doing.
“The gel will fix the wound, you will be able to walk again tomorrow, and please if you leave, none of this happened, ok?” X said with worry clearly written on it
Lyra nodded as x left the tent, she could almost hear it murmur goodnight.
As soon as the tent flap closed, Lyra squealed like a filly with her cutie mark.
“Oh my gosh a human, a real, talking, human, That knows first aid, he has no idea how much this means to me, I need to make this up to him, tomorrow I will convince him to come to ponyville with me!”