When Scars Heal

by gelorum


Not Again!

Authors note. All thoughts will now be represented in Italics.


Canterlot, Dungeon, 12:01 PM.

Wonder if Luna is gonna deal with me, or leave me here and let Celestia deal with me.

“Alright ya loon, the Princess has ordered you appear for judgement.”

Well he sure looks sleepy.

“Let me guess, the other guards made you get up to play escort the prisoner?” I asked trying to be at the very least sympathetic.

“Pretty much, now get movin.”

Guess they have more in common with the army than I thought.

I wonder what the girls are doing, I’m really surprised they wasn’t there when I woke up. Maybe they went home I mean I ain’t anything special to them like they are to each other. But I at the very least expected Fluttershy to stay, but then again the princess’ medical staff is the best so she wouldn’t have any reason to stay. I suppose that I’m just feeling lonely.

“You can stop now, we made it.” The sleepy guard said with a yawn.

“Thanks Phalanx.”

“You know my name?”

“Yup now get some sleep, see ya later.”

“Yeah whatever.”

And thanks for not taking my stuff from me, I’m going to need a hairpin if I want these cuffs off you put on me. Probably used magic barrier cuffs for insurance.

“Enter!” She called from the other side of the double doors, the two guards swung them opened and I walked through.

“Why hast thou disturbed my peaceful night?”

“Was my singing that bad?”

“No you sounded quite nice actually, but that still does not tell me why you were doing so.”

“If you truly must know, It had become a tradition back on earth for me to sing at the moon, same song, same time, every night. I thought tonight would be the last since it no longer made sense to sing that song now that I am here.”

Especially since now I know that I’m related to her.

“So why are you even here on this planet, I thought you were extinct?”

“No we exist on another planet in a different dimension, if you can believe that.”

“Well the last time humans were here, they were a danger to Equestria, so give me one good reason I shouldn’t send you back to where you came from.”

Well this is going south quick, I need to think of something and fast without lying.

“Simple, your public image would crumble.”

“And how is that.”

“The only thing I’ve done wrong, is disturbing the peace, sending me back to earth is a death sentence, that would cause your people to fear you even more and they would be scared to say hello if all it takes to get the death penalty is singing a bit loud.”

Man I hope this works. I thought pouring sweat as she pondered what I had said.

“I see.”

Oh yes, please don’t send me back.

“However, the fact your very existence is a threat to Equestria still remains, and therefore I must send you back.”

Cheese Balls! I am not going back no matter what.

“I hope you can forgive me.” She said as she approached me, her horn radiating power.

“And you I.” I said as I slid the cuffs off and clamped them shut around her ankles.

Yes! Magic inhibiting cuffs for the win. I thought as her horn abruptly darkened.

“What is the meaning of this!”

“I ain’t going back there, and you can’t make me.” I said as I turned and sprinted for the door.

“Guards! Guards!” She yelled the throne room doors burst open and swarms of guards poured in.

Ain’t no stopping me now boys. I thought to myself as I hopped a few guards.

“Halt you prat!” Phalanx yelled.

“Sorry Phalanx, some other time maybe.” I said as I teleported to the other end of the hall, down the stairs and out the door.

Why can’t this ever be easy? I thought as more guards got in to surround me.

I heard some shuffling, the familiar sound of a light switch and more shuffling.

Frag! we must have woke Celestia up.

Before anything else could go wrong, I Jumped up and flew over the guards in my way.

Need to get out of here fast, where’s a sewer drain when you need it?

Split second later, I spotted the manhole.

Praise be. I thought as I flipped it open and dove in.

Alright better get a gas mask out if I want to get out of here without serious lung damage.

I got my mask set right on my face, flipped the flashlights on I had put in it and made my way towards the end of the sewer line..

Along the way I found a small, dirty, grime covered filly laying in the current about fifty yards from the runoff line’s grated end, approaching it rapidly.

It hits going as fast as it is, it’ll plummet of the mountain!

I started sprinting to catch up and got to it a few feet before it slammed into the grate.

Man that was close. It’s still breathing that’s a good sign, but I have to get it to a safe place and get it cleaned up, otherwise the exposure will begin to cause damage I can’t fix.

I picked it up, held it close to my chest, started running and slammed into the grate with my shoulder sending it flying and us into a freefall.

Well I’m glad I got a pair of wings, otherwise this would be a long fall.

During our fall I began to think about where I was going to hide, I didn’t have a place to stay other than the castle and if I bother one of my friends, Luna won’t have a problem finding me.

Guess ‘Woodland survival guide” will come in handy after all, and to think I begged not to read it.

I spread my wings to their full span, started leveling and went into a glide.

I still find the sensation of flight by my own set of wings, to be an indescribable feeling.

We were fast approaching the forest below Canterlot, only a little farther to go until I could set to work making sure this filly, or come to think of it colt, was mending properly.

Allright here we are, time to get you checked out.

I opened a panel on my arm, brought up the medical screen and set to work ordering the nanites I had stored there to scan the young ponies body.

Thank God for our updated tech, otherwise I would have to find a hospital for it.

The scans came back showing a bit of lung corrosion due to prolonged exposure to sewer gas, a broken rib and a dislocated shoulder, a fractured wing bone and the fact it was a girl.

Sheesh! did someone kick you down into the sewer or what.

I began to think of ways to fix her, but only one sprang to mind.

Man I don’t usually do this, but I just can’t think of anything else.

See let me explain, now I’m really nothing that special but I was given a gift, that gift is to heal others but it will cause their pain, to become mine.

It is a fairly simple process, I lay my hand on their forehead, think of the pain and then take my hand back. By the time I move my hand, it is as if nothing ever happened, they feel nothing and I don’t tell them what happened.

“Well now you need a bath.” I said aloud.

I took out my i-list and grabbed an ax, a lighter, old newspaper, and some dish soap to get all the junk out of her coat, mane and tail.

I was about to take some limbs off a tree when I heard some bushes rustling.

“Who’s there?” I asked, the bushes rustled once more and a glowing pair of eyes crawled out.

“Hey there, can I help you?”

“Only if you got some meat to give me, other than you.”


Unknown location, Unknown time.

Where am I? It doesn’t smell like the sewer and something is touching me.

“Well I’ll be.” an unfamiliar voice said.

Oh no! Please tell me I ain’t been nabbed by the colts that beat me up.

“Now just how did you get into the sewer little Scoots?” The voice said.

Some colts wanted a laugh and beat me up.

“It’s a good thing I have so much dish soap, otherwise this stuff would never come out of your coat.”

So that’s where I am, somepony is giving me a bath?

“Well that’s one side done, now to drain the tub and do it again.”

Meh. I think I’ll just let him finish, at least I’ll be clean.

After what seemed like days, He announced that he was finally done cleaning me up, picked me up and hauled me off laying me on a bed.

“Hope you wake up soon, I got food on the table just waitin to be devoured.”

Allright! I’m starving.

“Where are we?” I asked as the stallion walked away.

“Mornin sleepyhead, welcome to the Everfree.”

“Why are we in the Everfree?” I asked as I shot up out of bed.

“Because it was the closest place from the main sewer drain.”

“But the forest is full of monsters.” I said getting up from the bed and trotting over to the table.

“Well what else was I supposed to do, I’m not exactly the nicest thing that could step into town.

How could that be, you’ve been really nice to me.

“But you seem real nice, you even made sure my I was clean.”

“Just because I can show kindness, does not prove me not a monster.”

But he dragged me out of the sewer and if it weren’t for him I’d probably be dead.

Besides it’s time to eat and I am starving!” The stallion said as he moved out of the kitchen. Only he wasn’t a pony, not that it mattered because Zecora wasn’t a pony and she was nice.

I had decided I wasn’t even slightly scared of him, when I noticed something following him.

“I..is th..that a t..timb..timberwolf?” I asked utterly terrified of the animal.

“What, oh you mean Lil’ Macintosh here? Goodness honey he won’t bite, you have him to thank for showing me where to get wood to heat your bath water.”

“Bu..but..the.they eat.p..p..ponies.”

“Do not, they are protectors of the forest. Ponies simply don’t know how to befriend them.”

But how do you know he won’t bite me.

“Here, come pet him and see just how nice he is. Unless your too chicken that is.”

Oh no he didn’t!

“Oh it is on!” I said strutting across the room to the wolf, slowly began to reach my hoof out, but started shaking from fear when he lowered his snout and pushed up on my hoof with it.

“See he likes you, he also says thank you for trusting him enough to give him a chance.”

“He can talk?”

“In a sense he can, I’ll teach you to hear what he says later. But right now you need to eat so you won’t be late for school.”

Oh horse apples!

I sat down at the table and scarfed down some food while he looked like he was writing something.

“What are you writing?”

“I am writing a note to your teacher to explain your absence yesterday.”

Well he thought of everything didn’t he. Wait a minute only parents can make those.

“She won’t accept it mister..uh..”

“Sparrow Feather.”

“Sparrow Feather, an absence note needs a parent's signature, but I don’t have any.”

Great now he’ll probably get mad and get rid of me for messing up.

“Well then, I guess I’ll be adopting a little filly.”



Ponyville, 6:45 AM.

A sleepy mare crawls out of bed, yawning as she begins a new day.

Good morning world. Prepare yourself, here comes the teacher! She thought to herself with a smile as her stomach let out a low, soft. growl.

“Right after breakfast.” She said as her smile became a sheepish grin.

She trotted into her kitchen for a quick bite to eat, grabbed her keys and left for work.

A few minutes later.

Alright everypony it’s time for roll call.

“Diamond Tiara?”

“Ugh, Here.”

“Silver Spoon?”

“Here.”

“Pipsqueak?”

“Here.”

“Snips?”

“Here.”

“Snails?”

“Snails isn’t here Miss Cheerilee, he stayed home with a cold.”

“Alright then.Thank you Snips.”

“FeatherWeight?”

“Here Miss Cheerilee.”

“Sweetie Bell?”

“Here.”

“Apple Bloom?”

“Here.”

“Scootaloo?”

“She ain’t here Miss Cheerilee. She went on a trip to Canterlot and won’t be back until..”

“Objection!” Scootaloo shouted as she burst through the door.”I’m here Miss Cheerilee.”

“Your tardy Scootaloo.”

“Yes Mamm and I have my absence note right here.”

“Umm.. Scootaloo.”

I don’t have the heart to tell her she has to have a parent sign it.

“I know Miss Cheerilee, trust me just read it.”

I opened the letter and began reading.

“Dear Miss Cheerilee.”

“It has come to my attention that Scootaloo, is without both a parent and a reason for absence. If she is tardy, it is because we were quite a ways away from town when we left.”

“Please keep Scoots after school and we will explain her absence.”

“Have a nice day Miss Cheerilee.”

Sincerely, Sparrow Feather.


I stood there for a minute in awe at what I had read.

I looked up from the paper at Scootaloo and just watched her smile grow.

Well Scoots it looks like you finally got your wish.

“Alright class, let’s begin today’s lesson.”


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