//------------------------------// // Chapter 1: Origin // Story: TEK: The Beginning // by Jet Fly //------------------------------// It was a lovely day in Cloudsdale, Celestia's sun was shining, and the weather pegasi were busy with their work. But one pegasus, by the name of Fire Ball, couldn't enjoy the beauty of it as he paced back and forth in front of the hospital room door. He was worrying about his wife, Wind Cruiser. He had never been through this before, and he had no idea what he was supposed to do. He felt so...useless. “It'll be fine," he thought to himself. “The doctors know what their doing," he whispered to no-pony in particular. But no matter how much he told himself that, he still worried. But it was only natural. First-time father's are supposed to worry about how their wife's labor would go. The memories were the only things that brought him a little comfort. He and his wife had been together for years, never even once considering children. Then, one day, on a routine check up at the hospital, they found out she was pregnant. That was over 7 months ago, and here he was now, pacing in front of a door, worrying his wings off. In reality, he knew there wasn't really too much to worry about, but he couldn't help himself. Finally, after it had seemed years had passed by, the doctor finally came out and ushered him in. Fire Ball did a double take at what he saw on the bed. Sure there were probably allot of Doctors or nurses around the table, but he didn't care. The only pony he cared about was layed out on the medical bed staring at him with the same lovely blue eyes that he'd fell in love with. But something was amiss. She had a small bundle of something orange between her front hooves. Fire Ball moved in a little closer to get a better look at the small fuzzy mass. Once he saw what it was, he had to use all his power to fight back tears. For a moment, the whole world disappeared, and the only two things that mattered was the father, and his son. “H-he's got your eyes...." Fire Ball managed to exclaim before he had to bite his lips to stop himself from crying. “He looks just like his father," Wind Cruiser said. Even though she looked, and felt extremely exhausted, she still managed to smile at her husband's surprise. She always thought he looked cute when taken off guard. “W-what should we c-call him?" Fire Ball asked, his tough deposition starting to crack. Wind Cruiser could only manage a small giggle at her husband's obvious shaking and stuttering. "How about, Jet.... Jet Fly?" Fire managed a small smile, even in her current tired condition, his wife was still as lovely and calm as ever. "It sounds perfect", he whispered as he cuddled up next to his beloved, and gave her a small but affectionate nuzzle. And then, all eyes fell on the small orange Pegasus filly with jet black hair and blue eyes, now known as: Jet Fly. __________________________ Ponyville __________________________ It was a rather dark night in Ponyville. Most ponies would be getting ready for bed at this hour, that is, if they weren't already there. But this was no time to rest for Feather Shock. He'd been waiting for the past hour now to hear about his wife's (and possibly his child's) condition, and he was getting antsy. Before he got to the point where he would just fly through the doors and into Midnight Phase's room, the nurse appeared through the waiting room's twin doors. "Mr. Shock?" Feather's ears perked up at the sound of his name. "You may see your wife now. Her condition is stable." "And my child? Is my child alright?" The nurse turned to canter back to her patient's room. "She would rather you come see for yourself," she said with a smirk beginning to form at the corner of her mouth. Feather quickly galloped down the hall, his heart beating at lightning speed. Thoughts of worry and hope danced around in his mind as he closed the gap between himself and the unknown fate of his offspring. One glance into Midnight's room and the expression she carried was all he needed to understand. "Come meet your new son, Shock," Midnight softly said in an almost teasing manner. "You had me worried sick," the pegasus sighed. "Always with the suspense with you." His tense demeanor quickly faded, and was replaced with a smile of relief. Midnight chuckled softly, and said: "He's got your wild mane." "But it bears your mane's beautiful black sheen. He also shares your blue eyes, but of a darker shade. They have this, shining spark to them..." He trailed off. "....That seem to pull you into a vortex of calm, happiness," Midnight finished. Together, they said to the newborn foal: "Hello, Shade Vortex." They had always been so in sync. The newborn simply giggled with carefree delight.