Dream Come True

by SprocketProductions


Battle at The Royal Wedding

I sat next to Metalwing, leaning on his shoulder, only barely awake. We had been watching the sunset, at least, we were a few hours prior. I had never realized how amazing it was to see a sun magically set and a moon magically rise. It was a sigh so breathtaking, one would have to be at the location to truly understand its beauty. I watched the magic dancing across the moon's surface trickle away as I drifted off into slumber on my special somepony's shoulder.

Often times, my dreams were surreal, sometimes they were memories, sometimes they were lucid. My dream on this night started as a basic surreal one, it didn't have any proper flow, just abstract shapes moving past me. I managed to decipher that I was flying through some form of tunnel. There was a bright white light at the end, getting larger and closer until it completely covered my view. It started to darken. Blurry shapes started to form until the image sharpened and I found myself next to Metalwing at the royal wedding.

It went on until Twilight burst in, proclaiming something that sounded simply like a bunch of words put together that sounded like a sentence, but the statements were completely unintelligible. This oftwn happened in my memory based dreams, as often times when someone says something I think is clearly untrue, my memory seems to ignore it. All I can remember is scrambled words that don't have any meaning. All I heard were "Cadence" and "changeling" in this sentence. I knew exactly what was coming. Why I didn't think it would happen? I have no explaination.

Metalwing and I exchanged looks and exited quietly, just in case. I knew what was up, and Metalwing knew Twilight wouldn't lie about something in an event of this magnitude. We climbed down some stairs and quickly found our way outside, looking up at the shield around the city, clearly weakening. We spent the next few hours trying to alert royal guards to no avail. Before we could get one to listen and take us seriously, the magic barrier shattered, letting the changelings in. Metalwing and I looked at each other before anticipating the wave of changelings approaching.

"How was I careless enough to not grab my chakram?" I chastised myself.

Metalwing looked at me, "Your what?"

"It's a circular bladed weapon. My mentor passed it onto me when he died and it changed from a sword to it's current shape. It's a very effective weapon, but it doesn't do much good in my room..." I informed.

A swarm of changelings surrounded us before one of us could utter another word.

The largest of them walked up to Metalwing, "Oh, I see you've found yourself a willful host... I do hope you wouldn't mind sharing." He looked at me, licking his sharp teeth as he smiled.

Metalwing stepped in front of him, blocking his view, "Back off of her. I love her and I don't want to share with a bunch of low lives like you. Me keeping fed is just a happy coincidence." He moved his head to the side to look at me and whisper, "If you knkw how to teleport, now would be a great time for you to get on your way to your room. I'll keep them occupied."

I nodded at him and began charging up my horn. A few changelings prepared magic to keep me in place, firing just too late. I was outside their circle and running. Three changelings chased me, being joined by others as the distance between me and my room became smaller and smaller. I ran up the stairs, followed by changelings before I burst into my room, slammed the double doors, and pushed the dresser in front of it. I rummaged through my armor until I found the place my chakram was tucked away in, pulling out the circular weapon with a 2 foot diameter and 32 blades all around, sharpened to the point where they cut any conventional material it would need to cut as if it were butter.

I listened and heard that the pounding on my door had stopped. Though I didn't know if they were still there, waiting me out, or if they had moved on. I quietly pushed the dresser out of the way and used a vision projection spell to see beyond my door without detection. There were changelings, waiting at my door, sitting in front of it with lethal magic prepared. I backed away and hid behind my bed as I made sure I could pull off my opening attack. I took a deep breath, letting it out in a quiet sigh, using magic to open the doors.

The changelings looked inside, not seeing me, but still apprehensive. I looked at the mirror to see what they were doing. They still just stood there, like they expected me to just walk out into the open. I wasn't holding my chakram yet, so I blended into the shadows and was undetectable by my opponents. One slightly more courageous changeling began to step into the room, shaking at the possibility of attack. His paranoia had a reason, and that reason ended with me swinging my chakram magically around the bed and straight into the mob of bug-like ponies. I could swear I heard the sound of pins being knocked over at a bowling alley as they went flying. My chakram returned to me as I magically caught it and proceeded to exit the same way I came in.

I rushed out to see Metalwing still being harassed by the group of shapeshifting thugs. The largest one was about to try and hurt my special somepony when I fired my bladed weapon straight across the back of his neck, severing the spinal cord from the rest of his body with minimal blood. The creature fell to his side and twitched a few times before he stopped moving. The rest of the changelings stared at me with fear in their eyes as I approached.

"There's more where that came from if you don't leave us alone. Got that? I refuse to hesitate when somepony I care about is being threatened. So back off and leave us alone." I spoke in an intimidating tone.

The changelings flew away as I walked up to Metalwing.

He looked at me, smiling brightly, "You really are my kind of mare... I have good reason to love you..."

I snickered, "Well, come on. We need to get back to my room so I can get my armor on, okay?"

He nodded before we proceeded to rush back to the castle. We reached the hall as the previously unconscious changelings saw me and comically scrambled up, tripping over each other and themselves, and finally running away. We both chuckled together as we rushed into my room. He closed the door as I began to take off my dress. I was completely naked when Metalwing turned around.

He averted his eyes as he spoke, flustered, "You didn't give a warning!"

"Hey, I'm not insecure. Do you realize how many ponies commonly run around naked? It's honestly a little odd that I wear armor around." I replied.

He looked back at me, "Good point... You do look beautiful under garments as well..."

I smiled and let out a flattered giggle as I slipped on my armor and adjusted my scarf under it. We made our way to the train station with my saddlebags packed and my dress draped over me. We helped ponies onboard before starting to get on. Metalwing stopped when one of his superior officers landed behind him, stating he was needed elsewhere.

"I'm resigning now." Metalwing looked at the muscular stallion with strong wings.

The stallion made a face, "What in Tartarus do you mean you're resigning now? Our policies can't permit a single stallion to leave like that..."

"He's not single. He's in a relationship with me." I chimed in.

The stallion looked at me, "Whoa, Metal. I don't know how you got a mare that good looking... guess I need another officer now..."

We bid the stallion farewell as we boarded the train. The stallion started it and watched it move off as it escaped the battle toward Ponyville. I looked into Metalwing's eyes as he gazed into mine. We kissed as we escaped the mortal danger.

I joked to him, "I swear, I am never going to a royal wedding again."

We both laughed a bit as we saw a bright light come from the tallest tower of the castle and all changelings being propelled away. I was glad we got out when we did. I didn't want Metalwing to suffer their fate. My vision faded to white as I woke up laying in my bed to Metalwing, holding me close, keeping me comfortably warm and making me feel safe. His wings were wrapped around me. His usual pony form had soft feathery wings that were extremely comfortable in positions such as this. I thought for a bit. Metalwing was a changeling, but the pony he lives as is a normal pony he imagined up. He wasn't too different from me on that aspect. It's just that my wish to be a pony was a bit more far fetched. I didn't know whether or not I should tell him about my situation. On the one hand, he might really freak out, on the other hand, he might be completely fine with it. I decided to keep it secret for now. I put my front legs around him and pulled him closer, smuggling in and calmly falling back to sleep.