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// Silence 
// Story: Starlight 
// by Lucien Chance 
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	"Threatening" wasn't the word Twilight Sparkle would use to describe the strange object hovering in the sky. "Curious" made a much more applicable one.

She had been calibrating her telescope for stargazing when she noticed something odd far up in the atmosphere. It took her a while to make sure that it wasn't just a smudge on her telescope's lens, and then it took even longer to focus on it. What she saw caused her to be... surprised, for lack of a better word.

There was a train hovering in Equis' atmosphere.

She counted three compartments, the engine room, and a large caboose. The entire thing was covered in brass-plated piping and dimly glowing blue lights. Several discs lined the bottom of it, and she guessed that it gave the device propulsion. It was a marvel of engineering. She kept describing the object using vague terms, like "it," "thing," or "device," but she knew that one word fit it better than most.

It was a ship.

She was certain of it. A spaceship had entered Equis' atmosphere. And for the last hour, it had done nothing but sit in the sky, far, far above Whitetail Woods. She could only speculate as to why it had arrived, but in truth she wouldn't know where to start guessing. Equestria was still making contact with different species just on their own planet; nopony had yet given any thought to species that dwell beyond Equis.

So, what better to do than take notes on the spacecraft? Even if it hadn't been doing anything for an hour, she could still describe its presence and record its inactivity.

But wait! Something was happening!

Twilight squinted into the eyepiece of her telescope as she strained her eye to get a better look at the action.

A red glow gathered around the bottom of the train's first compartment, then a beam of red energy suddenly shot down to the surface of the planet.

Twilight gasped in surprise, hastily scribbling down notes on her pad. After a few moments of making certain that the ship wasn't doing anything else, she ran inside to grab a map of Equestria from one of her desk drawers. She diverted her attention between the telescope and the map, trying to pinpoint the location that the ship was hovering over. She didn't know exactly what had happened, but she was willing to bet her crown that something was inside that red burst of energy.

Something that was now on the planet!

And she'd be the first to make contact! She folded up her map hastily and levitated her equipment back inside.

But what if it wasn't friendly?

But what if it was?

She had to know. She had to find out. It might even just be some equipment that was sent down to monitor or scan Equis.

It was her job, her responsibility as a Princess of Equestria to investigate and discover the alien's intentions, whether benign or not.

With a squee that wasn't too giddy, she hopped into the air once, then took off to gather supplies for her venture into Whitetail Woods.





Sticks and leaves cracked softly underneath Twilight's hooves as she worked her way along the forest floor, her head and eyes down and focused on following her map. A soft glow came from her horn, stretching a few feet out and casting sparse shadows along the shedding trees. She could look up and barely see the stars through the gaps of the leaves and branches forming a full canopy above her head. If she stopped and focused in certain places, she could see the aligned dots of light that she knew were the plates beneath the starbound train.

It had only been a few minutes of walking yet she knew she was getting close. Pinpointing the ship's location above ground had been a basic exercise for her skills in mathematics and cartography. The map she had was accurate, and it couldn't excite her more.

It might have been selfish of her, but she didn't tell any of her friends what she had seen, or that she was going to make contact with what might be an alien. She did tell Spike and had him send a letter informing Celestia that she was going into Whitetail Woods to conduct a new experiment, so if, gods forbid, the alien turned out to be hostile...

Well, it didn't do well to think like that.

Wait! What's that glow ahead?

She extinguished the light coming from her horn and put her map in her saddlebags. She then lowered her body to creep into some nearby brush. A soft green glow, not unlike the one that came from her magic, was being cast dimly across the trees. Its source was unknown to Twilight, obscured from her view by some trees.

She shuffled around, leaves rustling and twigs quietly snapping, trying to get a better view of whatever was emitting the light. She could hardly contain her excitement!

Finally she couldn't take creeping around any more. She dashed out of the bush she was in and pressed her body up against the tree that had blocked her view, hoping that the alien hadn't heard her rapid movements. Her heart beat faster than ever before, and each breath came out as a near-silent huff. All she had to do was peer around the tree, and...

Wow.

Whatever it was, it seemed to be hunched over, its back to Twilight. She was certain that it was wearing clothing, assuming that the long brown cloak that gathered around its sides weren't part of its skin. Not that it was a difficult assumption to make, since she could make out some of its "skin" pretty easily.

It didn't really have skin, is what she should say. There seemed to be some sort of translucent membrane holding together a swirling mass of dimly glowing green energy. Only the back of its neck and some spiked chunks of what looked suspiciously like hair were visible from her current vantage point.

Its clothes were something that struck her as odd as well. They didn't look too out of place compared to what you might see in Appleloosa. It was wearing a long brown trench coat and she could make out the knot of a bandanna tied around its neck. A cowpony hat was fitted snugly around its head.

Then it stood up.

Twilight could see it was wearing thick black boots that the legs of a pair of blue pants were tucked into. Its hands were covered by black gloves, but its forearms were exposed by rolled-up sleeves. At this point Twilight was comparing its anatomy to a Diamond Dog, bipedal with opposable digits. 

Then it turned around, and Twilight very nearly squeaked in surprise. Its face was just like the rest of its body, a swirl of green gases and energy contained behind a smooth unseen membrane, but there was a feature on it that stood out to her. A solid chunk of gritty-looking iron was embedded in its face, in the shape of a circle with lines on the top, bottom, and sides.

She pondered the meaning of the hunk of metal as she took in the rest of its form. It was wearing a white shirt with a brown vest buttoned up over it, and she could barely make out the sides of suspenders hiding under the vest. A belt was fastened around its waist, lined with small pieces of metal that she guessed were bullets, if the gun in the holster at its hip was any indication.

Twilight's eyes turned back up to notice that it was holding something now. It was quite obviously a piece of technology, if the glow it gave off was any indication. It had handles on the top and bottom and it was colorized white with sleek blue highlights on the edges. The creature pressed a few buttons on it, then set it flat on the ground gently.

Twilight's face lit up with fascination as a projection emitted from the device, clearly showing a flag about as tall as the being before her. Then, before her eyes, it materialized slowly, manifesting itself like the projection was a blueprint.	In but mere moments, the flag had completely solidified, and the alien being gently grabbed its shaft, seemingly testing its solidity. When it seemed satisfied that it was done materializing, it jabbed the flag sharply into the ground, striking a pose that could only be described as heroic.

After a moment of posing heroically it relaxed its arms and put a hand over the flag's shaft. A small display materialized in the air above it, and the alien seemingly pressed a few buttons on it before swiping a hand through it to dissolve it.

It balled its hands into fists and held them on his hips, standing for another moment, apparently satisfied with its work. Then, with a shrug and an increase in brightness, it drew the pistol that hung from its waist and merrily began walking in the direction of Ponyville.

Twilight quickly put two and two together.

"Wait!" she shouted, hopping out of the bush she was in.

Something akin to a wave of sound came from the alien, and it fumbled its gun into the air in surprise. The pistol bounced through his grasp several times before it finally came to rest in its hand, the end pointed firmly at Twilight.

The two stared each other down for a moment, then the alien tilted its head to the side, its face darkening slightly. A distortion of sound came from its body, washing over Twilight's ears not-so-pleasantly. It then moved its thumb up on the gun slowly. Twilight heard a soft click, then it spun the pistol around its finger quite impressively before sliding it back into its holster on its hip.

Twilight took a deep breath. It didn't seem to be aggressive, thank Celestia. "H-hello. My name is Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Friendship. M-may I ask your name?" she asked, trying hard to keep up a polite and calm visage.

Again, a strange warbling echoed through the air, sending unpleasant vibrations up her horn that caused her to wince slightly.

"I... I'm sorry?" She didn't quite know what to make of it.

The creature put a hand up to its face, placing its palm firmly between its eyes and forehead. It leaned back dramatically and let out a long, echoing tone.

"Well I'm sorry I can't understand you, but there's no reason to get frustrated over it," Twilight harrumphed.

It put its hands on its hips and warbled back at her, sounding more agitated this time. The green glow turned slightly harsher.

"Sorry," she said quickly, remembering just who, or rather what, she was talking to. Talking at. Same difference. "Can I ask you a few questions that don't need complicated answers? Yes or no?" she asked, thinking of a solution to their communication problem.

The creature slouched a bit, putting its hands in its pockets. It gave a single, firm nod.

Twilight's face lit up in a fashion similar to the alien. "Great!" she pondered for a moment what she could ask him that was simple. "Well, I can't ask you how you're able to understand me, but can I ask about why you're here?"

It nodded, righting the hat on its head. Progress. She withdrew her notepad and quill.

It then occurred to her that asking why he's on Equis wasn't a simple question at all. "Um... How about I'll just say a bunch of possible reasons, and you can nod to each one that's correct?"

It shrugged noncommittally.

"Are you here in peace?" she asked first, despite knowing that it would've done harm at this point if that was its intent.

It nodded easily.

"Are you here on a mission?" She dismissed the question almost as she said it. It seemed too easy-going to serve in any sort of military. She had spent enough time around Equestria's Royal Guard to know a soldier when she saw one.

It shook its head, confirming Twilight's assumption.

"So you're here for yourself," she concluded, imagining, for a moment, what it would be like to be free of responsibilities and able to travel among the starts with ease.

It nodded, looking around at the scenery.

"Alright..." She took a look at her pad to notice that she still didn't know of the alien's gender, if it had one. She had immediately assumed male, given its attitude and posture, but looks could easily be deceiving. Either way, she wished to refer to it using the proper pronouns in her notes.

"Pardon me for asking..." she paused, blushing slightly with the knowledge that this could come off as insensitive, "but are you male?"

Despite the lack of any facial expression whatsoever, it managed to look insulted.

"I'm sorry!" Her hooves went to cover her mouth, mortified. "I just don't want to keep referring to you as 'it' in my notes!"

It hung its head, shaking it slowly. Then, in a sudden motion, it straightened back up and made an interesting gesture. It started to make chopping motions towards its crotch in a manner that could only be described as... suggestive.

Twilight's quill scribbled down male on the notepad.

Trying to ignore the burning in her cheeks, she thought of another question. "Well, since we have that settled, let's get back to why you're here, or maybe how. Did you build that spaceship yourself?"

He nodded, putting his hands on his hips in a smug fashion.

"Impressive." Her quill jotted down a few more lines. "Do your people have similar spacecraft?"

This one gave him pause. After a few moments, he shrugged loosely.

"You don't know?"

He shook his head.

"Why?"

He stared at her for a moment before she caught her mistake.

"Oh, sorry. Um..." She trailed off, trying to think of any reason why a member of a species would be out of touch with its own people. Maybe it didn't grow up on the same planet with them. If space travel were easily accessible, then it would make sense that the possibility exists for aliens to visit other planets like vacation spots, or even move to another one entirely. Or perhaps it was raised on a spaceship in the first place!

"Were you raised on a ship?" she asked, deciding to start there.

He shook his head.

"So you were raised on a planet?"

He nodded.

"I don't know how your species works, but did you have a mother and father?"

He hesitated a moment, then nodded.

"Is reproduction sexual?"

It nodded, somehow making it suggestive.

Despite the hole it would leave in her notes on the species, she decided against asking about specific details with regards to the subject.

"You were raised on a planet by your mother and father?" she asked to get a clearer picture.

He hesitated another moment, then shook his head.

The denial confused Twilight. He already confirmed he was raised on a planet, then... "You weren't raised by your mother and father?"

He thought about it for a moment, probably considering what she meant to ask through the odd wording, then nodded.

"So you were raised by your relatives, then?"

He shook his head.

"Siblings?"

He shook his head again.

"Friends of the family?"

He shook his head firmly, pulling off an annoyed look. He pointed to himself with gusto, jabbing a thumb at his chest.

"You were raised by yourself?" Twilight asked, surprised.

He nodded, once again assuming the smug position.

Twilight jotted down a few notes once again. Her studies into animal biology provided her with the knowledge that many different species adopt a more hooves-off style of raising newborns, but to see a sentient being whose upbringing was managed entirely without the influence of any parental figure... It confused her, to say the least. Unfortunately, she would have to table any more questions about how he was raised for when she had established a way for them to communicate verbally.

"Alright, I want to know more about why you're here, on Equis specifically."

He nodded, starting to gain an impatient air.

"You said you came here in peace, right?"

He nodded again, motioning with his hands for her to hurry up, she supposed.

She swallowed once before asking the next question, unsure if her suspicion was correct or not. "Did you come to make contact with the species that live on this planet?"

He shook his head and his body shook a little bit, mimicking the motions of laughter. A higher-pitched reverberation echoed from his body.

Her heart fell a little bit with the realization that he probably had no idea that there was any sentient species living on Equis. "So you had no idea we were here?"

He shook his head again to confirm her suspicions, recovering from his bout.

"Well the more you know, right?" She tried to laugh off her disappointment that Equis hadn't been noticed by any other species out there. If the planet had been alive for even half the time that science has proven it's existed for, then she would've assumed that some alien species would've recognized it by now. "Anyway, you came here in peace. Why? Did you want to find a new planet to live on?"

He shook his head, slouching a bit and giving off an air of boredom.

"Did you want a vacation spot?" A small part inside her grinned at the idea of being able to pick a planet at a whim and decide to travel there.

He paused a minute, looking around at the scenery, then shook his head.

"Did you..."

Before she was able to finish her statement he motioned for her to stop. Once he had her attention, he lifted the part of his coat that covered his hip. Holstered there, on the opposite side as his pistol, was some strange device. He grabbed it by a handle that bridged the gap between two orange bars that seemed to make up the body of the device. After gripping it with a second hand, he pointed it at the ground, then clicked a trigger on it.

To Twilight's surprise a projection came out of the device, but unlike the one that she had seen earlier, this was just a narrow line that pointed directly at the ground they stood near. It highlighted a rather large cubic section of soil, and Twilight could even see how deep it went if she tilted her head to the side. It seemed that the projection even worked through solid objects! She could only imagine how Equestria would be able to use such technology!

Her attention was diverted to the device again as he pulled the trigger on it. She looked back down at the ground and saw that the dirt in the highlighted cube was cracking up. Twilight then gasped as it broke entirely, and disappeared, cutting a cube directly into the earth.

"That's amazing!" Twilight exclaimed, looking up at the alien in excitement!

He looked at her smugly. He removed one hand from the device, turning off the projection with a soft click, then spun it around on one finger and set it firmly in its holster on his hip. Once done, he looked at her expectantly, waiting for her to say something.

"I get it!" She made the connection. "You came here to gather resources! You're a miner!" she shouted triumphantly.

He held her excited gaze for a moment, then let his whole upper body drop and hang loosely. His body dimmed and he shook his head slowly.

"Well why else do you gather resources? They all have to go somewhere, or you have to work for someone, or do something!" She was beginning to get exasperated.

He leaned back slowly, then gave an exaggerated shrug.

Twilight cocked her head in confusion. "What do you mean? You don't work for anyone?"

He shook his head.

"Well then where do all the resources that you gather go?"

He pointed straight up at the sky. Twilight's eyes followed his finger's path until they locked on to the glowing discs that made up the underside of his spaceship. She looked back at him and raised an eyebrow.

"That ship's awfully big for one, uh... star-species?"

He tried to glare at her, but it didn't translate very well given his lack of eyes. Instead he settled to shake his head violently.

"You're alone?"

He nodded, brightening up a little with her understanding. A slight vibration in the air accompanied the motion, chafing against Twilight's horn.

"You're alone," she repeated, her eyes trailing off of him. Her mind brought up memories of how much time she had spent alone, before moving to Ponyville and making friends with all the mares that she now considers family. She tried to recall just how lonely she was back then, but somehow couldn't muster the feelings. She'd spent so much time with them that she could barely remember how it felt to be without friends.

He nodded again, appearing to not understand her change in demeanor.

She suddenly didn't envy him anymore.

"I... Let me check my notes." Her notepad floated in front of her eyes and she checked over what she had written down. Her note-taking skills had managed to hold strong despite the frequent changes in emotion she experienced while talking with him. She had detailed his physical structure, upbringing, and some theories she had jotted down in the margins regarding his early life and his species' culture. Unfortunately, without a concrete translation between their languages, supposing, of course, that the vibrations he had been producing was a language at all, she wouldn't be able to get the full story behind his species.

But, for some reason, she found herself hesitating. Reading over everything, she took everything she knew about him and pieced it together as one individual. It didn't look pretty. It looked like an antisocial, reticent creature with an upbringing centered around isolation and... without much purpose. Even when asked about it, he didn't seem to question why he did anything. He just... existed. It directly contradicted the easy-going, goofy starman that she viewed before her.

It wasn't right for her to judge the way another creature lives their life, she knew that much. But she also couldn't stop herself from developing an opinion regarding that creature. And the honest truth was that she pitied him, in a way. He was able to get satisfaction in his life without friends or family, which wasn't something she could fault him for, but it still made her view him in a different way. Like he was colder without the light that friendship could bring.

She looked back at him. He had been fiddling with a display that he'd materialized in the air above his forearm. He shifted from foot to foot slowly, looking antsy. He noticed that her attention was back on him and refocused on her.

"I... um..." She shifted nervously on her hooves. Conversation with the alien suddenly seemed a lot more difficult than before.

He suddenly pushed his hand forward in a wave, as if brushing something off. He gestured to his holographic display, then pointed upward. She followed the motion and noticed that they were standing directly below his ship. She quickly put two and two together, and--

"Wait, hold on!" Twilight scrambled back into action. He couldn't leave just yet, she still had questions! "Can you stay for just a while longer? I want to introduce you to my friends! I'm sure you'd all get along really well!" As the words left her mouth, her earlier reticence returned. Would he like them? Someone who's gotten so used to being alone? She took another look at him, his finger hovering over the button that would most likely send him back to his ship. Does he really need to have friends, anyway? He seems so... confident. And content.

He gave a small wave, then gently lowered the brim of his hat towards her. His finger pressed into the display and, in a flash of red, he beamed back up into the night sky.

Twilight's eyes tracked up slowly to look at the outline of the ship's bottom. After a few moments of staring, the cyan discs giving it propulsion lit up in a flash of synthetic fire. Then she blinked, and it was gone.







	   Dear Princess Celestia,
I know that it's odd for me to be writing to you at all now, given our new relationship as peers, but I felt that I needed to share with you what I learned tonight. I discovered a new friendship lesson, but one that's not at all similar to what I've seen in the past. Tonight I met somepony that reminded me of myself, before I went to Ponyville. As soon as I made that connection, that was all I could see in that pony, a reflection of how lonely I was before. But tonight I learned that being alone doesn't necessarily mean that you're lonely. This pony was more alone than I could have ever believed, but they were so happy and content that I never would have guessed at how they live. Friendship is a wonderful, beautiful thing, but tonight I learned that not everypony needs friendship. Despite that, however, I can only hope that someday he learns the same thing I did back then; that friendship can enrich your life and fill gaps in your heart that you didn't even know existed.
Forever your student,
Twilight Sparkle