//------------------------------// // Bring Me to Life // Story: Badguy in Equestria // by steel soul //------------------------------// “Ugh...What the...What the hell?” The first thing Sol would notice when he had awoken to the annoying sweet sound of birds chirping close to his ears, was that he really didn’t like birds chirping in his ear. The second thing he noticed as soon as he had awoken was that trying to swat said bird, that was much too close for his liking, away with a arm that was more than likely broken, or some kind of variant thereof, was like having one thousand needles all prick into you at once. And for someone to pour lemon and salt over the wounds. And for your arm to explode. All at the same time. Needless to say, the curses he shouted was more than understable for him due to the pain that was currently shooting up and down his arm. Despite his pain however, the sound of movement from behind a nearby door would cause his gray ears to flick and for one eye to shoot open. He watched as a familiar yellow and pink creature came into view, a gasp escaping her as she ran to his side. Her teal eyes glued onto, what Sol had just noticed, bandaged arm...or...Foreleg… “Oh Dear...Oh My…” The timid girl would say. “W-What happened? Are you ok?” Sol was too in pain to share just how in pain he was at the moment, only giving the girl a cold hard stare through blurry eyes. The creature would cower under his gaze but would set about to gently reaching for the arm he was cradling close to him. He gave her a warning growl but relented his arm as she gently grasped at  it. She began to kneed the bandaged arm gently with her hooves, which he had found surprisingly soft, and felt the soothing feeling of a dull ache instead of searing pain within his arm. As she worked he would take notice to the room he was within. What little furniture there was seemed to run on the small but sturdy side. He noted it was all crafted out of wood. His gaze would fall to the window, the telltale light of the sun on the edge of the horizon, slowly brightening up the once candle lit room. Sol’s eyes would soon gaze down to his own body, finding himself lacking the clothes he had remembered waking up in, the soft sheets that covered the bed covering the lower half of his body instead. He reached up and felt the metal plate that covered his forehead still there. Soon the mare would pull her hooves away as he pulled his foreleg back to his side, allowing it to rest upon the covers. His eyes met her own, and she shrunk back a bit, the not too friendly stare causing her ears to fold back against her head. They stayed looking upon each other in silence, one out of fearful concern, the other out of indifferent curiosity, before the timid yellow creature opened her mouth, closed it, opened it again, closed it again, and then opened it a third time to say, “A-Are you ok?” “Fine.” Sol said curtly. He watched as the mare shied away at the not too kind tone. He considered changing it but soon widened his eyes as memories of when he was last awoke came to light. “You were in that forest.” The yellow creature epped and hid further behind her pink mane. “Y-Yes...I-I-I was…” He gave her a long hard stare for a good long while, all the while the yellow one shirking further and further behind her long pink hair. With a “Tsk” he looked away and out the window, towards the slowly rising sun rise. “You don’t look hurt.” The girl blinked in confusion before chancing a smile. “Ah...Well...No, I’m not. T-Thanks to you.” She looked away. “My name is Fluttershy. Its nice to meet you Mr...” Fluttershy trailed off, hoping that he would finish what she had started to say. What she got instead was one eye focused on her, staring at her intently. She, once again, shrunk away from his gaze. “Oh...Um...Your clothes are on the nightstand...um...beside you.” Fluttershy squeaked as she backed away towards the open door. “I’ll just…” the girl turned away, her ears folded back against her head as she did. “Sol.” Fluttershy rose her head up and turned it to face Sol, though he had still kept his gaze out the window near the bed he lay, his ears flicking every so often as they picked up sounds from outside. The yellow girl smiled gently before to make her way out the room, pushing the door open with her head and closeing it with her hind leg, leaving the strange being named Sol to his peace and quiet. ~ Fluttershy closed the door to Sol’s temporary bedroom, the mare making sure to make as little noise as possible. Her countenance relaxed greatly as she left his presence. Even if he was hurt and in bed, Sol held a heavy existence to him. To her, it was almost as if she was walking on eggshells, even if he was sound asleep, which he was for the past day and a half. She was afraid of him, she knew that. Still, he seemed almost...Lost? Alone? She didn't quite know. Almost like one of her animal friends that had lost their home. The shy yellow mare fluttered down to the lower level, a gentle smile forming as she sighted a few of her animal friends making their way to her. “Good morning to you too all of my special friends.” The yellow mare would muse as she leaned down to nuzzle one of the mice nearby. “I hope you all had a good nights rest.” “I’m sure they did. Can’t say the same for me mind ya.” Fluttershy eeped as she jumped high in the air, the sound of country-isk voice startling her. The jumpy mare turned to face an orange pony with a brown stetson set upon her head, her hooves wrapping a red band around her dirty blond tail. “Your critters snore louder than drunken ogre on Mare-ti-gra. Ah don’t know how you're able to sleep through it all.” The orange mare shook her head. “What was with that ruckus upstairs anyway?” “Oh...Um...Sorry Applejack.” The demure mare would say as she settled her hooves upon the floor, her heart rate slowly going down to a more manageable level. “He hit his foreleg I think…” “Taint nuttin to be sorry about Shy since it was mostly his fault.” Applejack said with a kind smile before casting a gaze to the second floor. “Hows the big lug?” Fluttershy followed her friend’s gaze as she spoke. “He’s awake now. Um...He seems alright. All of his wounds seemed to have healed for the most part, though his fore leg is still sore I think.” “Looks like Twi was right about some innate magic in him.” Applejack nods before looking back to Shy. “Think he’s well enough to walk?” “I...I’m not sure. I guess…” “Ah don’t want to rush him or anything, but Twilight is getting all...Twilight-ty and all of that.” She explained, with a whirl of her hoof for emphasis. “Ah think she really wants to talk to the big fella...and soon.” “W-Whys that?” “Well ya say a earth pony took on four timber wolves on his own and won. Not only that, but ya say he used some kind of...Magic. Earth ponies don’t use magic in that way normally” Fluttershy could only nod. “I guess it is...Strange…Do you think he’s dangerous?” “Can’t say.” Applejack answered. “But if’n he saved ya from those wooden wolves then he can’t be all bad I reckon.” A muted thump and a loud curse came from upstairs, causing Fluttershy to squeak and Applejack to frown. “Might need ta do something about that mouth of his before too long though.” The yellow mare could only nod slowly in agreement. ~ “This thing is...Amazing…” Those were the only words, Twilight Sparkle, the personal protege of the Princess of Equestria, all more than likely the most well read and most powerful unicorn in her time, could say as a purple aura set the gleaming metal object upon her work table. She gently wiggled the little flashlight she held in her magic, nudging the firefly in the little lamp to waking.  She shone the soft yellow light to the odd metal object, her focused eyes peering as far deep into it as she could muster. “Really, Twilight?” Said a boyish voice beside her. A small purple and green drake pulled himself onto a stool, getting a better look at the red object that had been the focus of Twilight’s most recent studies. “I mean it looks cool and all, almost like a sword, but what's so great about it?” “Are you kidding Spike?” Twilight abondish. “This thing is by far one of the most amazing things I’ve ever come across. Not only is it producing its own magical essence, something that only the most amazing of unicorn blacksmiths could make. Just look here!” The mare pointed to what Spike had believed to be the handle of the object. “This here is the start of a separate part of the blade, meaning that somepony either designed the rest to be a seal or an enhancer of some kind. My bet is on the latter. And look here.” Twilight pointed to circular object that almost looked like a cog in a clock. “I have reason to believe that that part is akin to flint and tinder, like it's used to create some kind of spark!” “Really?” Spike asked again. “But if it already has fire like magic within it, why does it need to create a spark?” “Well...My theory is that it somewhat controls where the fire goes.” She turned the “blade” around to show Spike the tip. “See here?” Spike nods and Twilight continued. “This spot right here  is kind of like a...funnel. I think thats where the fire is pulled to so to speak...at least in theory.” Twilight frowned. “Still, I’m at a lost on to what those small metal objects are needed for.” Both Twilight’s and Spike’s gaze fell to several brass metal pieces nearby on the table. “I found out that their field with blasting powder, and I figure that they have something to do with the blade since both were on that pony Fluttershy found in the forest...still…” “Well, maybe we can just ask him when he wakes up.” Spike suggested. “We may not have a choice.” Twilight said with a frown. She looked towards the Drake. “Any news from the Princess yet?” Spike gave a sad shake of his head. “Not yet Twilight. I’m sure shes just busy right now though. She’ll answer as soon as she can I’m sure.” “Yeah…” Twilight said with a dejected tone. “Still, its been almost a full day.” Spike only nodded before jumping off from the stool and smiling up at Twilight. “How about I fix an early lunch? I can tell you’ve been up all night.” Twilight blushed as she smiled sheepishly. “Ah~Hehe...Sure Spike. Lunch sounds delicious.” He smile turned to one of excitement. “Make my Daffodil and daisy please.” Spike gave a nod of agreement as he left the room, leaving the lavender mare and the blade alone. Sighing, she gave the blade another scan of her magic, a frown forming on her face. “Theres more to you...I just know it…” “Um...Twilight…” “The magic almost seems...Familiar somehow…” “Twilight…” “Its on the tip of my tongue...I just can’t…” Tap Tap “Bawwwww!!” Twilight fell from her chair, lavender arms waving about as she toppled over onto her back with a loud thud. Blinking the stars from her eyes, Twilight stared face to face with her demure yellow and pink friend, teal eyes looking down on her with concern. “Oh! I-I’m so sorry Twilight...I didn’t mean to...are you alright?” Fluttershy fretted as she pulled the mare up onto four hooves. “Ah...Y-Yes...I’m fine Fluttershy.” Twilight reassured her fretting, nervous friend as she began to rub her back tenderly. “Just startled is all...OH!” She gave her friend a wide eyed stare, who in turn, shrunk back with a meek ‘Sorry’. “You're here! Does that mean…” Twilight began looking around, searching for whoever it was she was searching for. “Oh...No…” Fluttershy answered her. “He’s not here yet. He did wake up though. Applejack is watching him while she had sent me to tell you. I hope your not mad.” “Oh…” Twilight said with a dejected look before changing it to a kind smile. “No, I’m not mad Fluttershy. A little disappointed that I have to wait still, but not mad.” She shook her head slowly. “Though, I thought for sure he would have been out longer than a few days.” “S-So did I.” Fluttershy said softly as she turned to face a nearby window. “His injuries did heal abnormally fast so…” “So you told me the last time we talked.” Twilight sighed before sitting her hunches. “Ponies who control fire magic are rare, let alone earth ponies. Plus his abnormal ability to self heal and that, um, thing that's stuck on his forehead…” Twilight looked to the blade sitting upon the table. “Not to mention that thing, we have quite the mystery on our hooves with this one.”’ Fluttershy sighed softly as she focused her gaze to the sky the lay on the other side of the window. “I just hope that he’s ok…” ~ “Howdy fella!” An orange female being  greeted enthusiastically as Sol made his way down the steps, his hooves clopping rather hard upon the wooden steps. “How are you doin' today?” Sol didn't say anything, leaving the orange female in awkward silence as he made his way down the stairs, his teeth adjusting the glove that covered his right foreleg. He regarded the country speaking being with a sideways glance before lifting his other hoof to adjust his left glove. Sol remained silent as he checked the bands on his hind legs. Those had been annoying to slip on. "Well, the name's, Applejack!” Said the mare said proudly after a slight falter in her posture at his lack of response. "Ah’m the pony who helped Fluttershy getting ya from Everfree Forest when ya were hurt." Sol looked back to the mare for a moment, and Applejack could have almost thought she had seen a look of disbelief on his face before he went back to walking around Fluttershy’s home. Huffing slightly, the country speaking mare saddled up next to him with as friendly of a smile as she could muster. "What is yer the name, fella?” Sol grunted as he made his way past the mare, slightly pushing her to the side as he did so. "Ya don't talk much, do ya?" Applejack said with a frown as she she dusted the spot he had ran into. Sol’s eyes cut across to Applejack. "...The blade." Applejack slightly reared back at his sudden response. "Pardon?" "The blade." He looked to the mare with a hard glare. "Where is it?" "Oh...Well ma friend, Twilight, took it for study, when ya were sleep. Ya shouldn't have ta worry about though. It’s perfectly..." AJ stopped in her words when she saw the stallion making his way towards at the door. "H-Hey! Where are ya going?" "Getting my blade." He grunted, not once looking back towards her. "Oh, wait! We had to wait until Fluttershy come back." She insisted. "Besides, Ya still hurt, right?" "Whatever." The large, now labeled pony, said over his shoulder. Just as he had pushed the door open, holding up a hoof to block out the most annoying sun shine he had ever had shone upon him. Sol huffed as he made his way out the door, his hooves stepping onto the soft ground as he did so. He only made it a few feet before he saw Applejack catch up to him and standing in his way. “Do ya even know where y’all are going?” She asked accusingly. “Hell if I know.” Sol responded with an annoyed look. “Well be patient.” Applejack said with an annoyed look of her own. “Ya still might be a tad hurt. Ah can’t let ya condition get any worst then it is then ya might keel over.” She said point to the still bruised shoulder. “Ah was tasked with watching over ya and ah’ll drag ya back to bed if need be like a little foal. Now don’t yall take one more step unless it's a step back to Shy’s cottage, or else I’ll deal with ya the hard way. Understood?” Sol just stared at the smaller pony, Applejack returning the look back in spades. It lasted for a few moments longer before Sol actually smiled. The gray furred pony took one step forward.