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// Jealousy 
// Story: King of Equestria 
// by Neroson40 
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	For the next three days, Wayvern couldn’t stand to even look at Twilight or Flash. He kept his distance from both of them, but they would eventually catch up to him. That’s when he would make an excuse to get away. Eventually though Flash caught him, and wouldn’t let go.
“What’s wrong with you, Wayvern!?” He said. “You looked like you were enjoying yourself a lot that first day at lunch, then I came over to say hi and you’ve been avoiding me and Twilight ever since! Why!?”
Wayvern couldn’t take any more of this torture, so he let go of the secret he was holding onto. “Ever since I first met you, I get sick, physically sick, when I look at either you or Twilight. Don’t get me wrong I have nothing against either of you, I just… get really sad when I think of you and Twilight.” Wayvern looked at the soccer field and watched as Rainbow Dash scored a practice goal for the Co-Ed soccer team.
“I think I get what’s wrong.” Wayvern listened intently as something shockingly appropriate escaped Flash’s lips. “You’re jealous of me. Twilight likes me, but never noticed you like that… but I wondered every day for the past two and a half years, am I really any good for her?”
“From what I know about you, you don’t have to be,” Wayvern said. He explained that there was a replica of everyone he met here in Equestria. If that were the case, Flash Sentry would be in that world too. “Besides… you’re a better option for her than I am.”
Flash laughed. “Why would you say that?” Wayvern explained why he came to Canterlot City in the first place, which led to him explaining his entire part in the Reaper community and his ability to remember anything that anyone he comes in contact with goes through. The smile on Flash’s face faded away. “Wouldn’t you rather she has a boyfriend who could protect her?”
“I’d rather she have a boyfriend who didn’t put her in danger in the first place. If I weren’t a Reap-… if I weren’t King… I’d try a lot harder.”
“Wait… King!?”
“Long story, I didn’t want to be.”
Flash Sentry and Wayvern were thick as thieves from that day forward. Everywhere they went they were together headed there. Twilight seemed happy with the change in Wayvern’s Attitude. Then one day, at the Cakes’ sweet shop Wayvern realized something. They still had no idea where to find the Flash Sentry of Equestria, and even if they did would he like Twilight at all?
“Excuse me for a second,” Wayvern stepped outside and let Twilight and Flash talk for a spell. He pulled out the Transformer and called Celestia. “It’s me,” Wayvern said. “Can you do me a favor?”
“Sure, what?” Celestia said.
“I need you to find a pony by the name of Flash Sentry… it’s for Twilight.”
“He’s in the royal guard, he’s with me right now.”
“Ask him how he feels about Twilight… tell me what he says later.” Wayvern hung up after noticing a bunch of people running his way from the direction of the school. Twilight and Flash came out to see what was going on… right when a possibility hit Wayvern.
“Flash, take Twilight and get out of here,” he said. He took off for the school without even checking to see if Flash was following orders. Wasn’t he surprised when Flash and Twilight grabbed him halfway to the school.
“Wayvern! What’s going on!?” Flash exclaimed.
“I think a Shadow is attacking the School!” Wayvern explained. “You wanna know more, ask Twilight, but I gotta take care of this!” He wriggled free of their grip and rushed to the school fighting the crowd that was moving away from the attack. When the Shadow was in sight, Wayvern stopped in his tracks. The Shadow that was attacking was… Relius, the Shadow King! 

“Well, well, well,” Relius said as his sword was raised above his head. “You found my backup plan out, I’m Impressed.”
“What are you trying to do Relius!? Why do the Shadows want to destroy Worlds!?”
“Because our kind are born from destruction, we destroy, therefore we are. In other words, the more that is broken, damaged or demolished, the more of us there are.”
“Sorry Relius… but I can’t let that happen!” Wayvern pulled out the Transformer. “Evolution! Execution!” during his transformation, Relius shot a dark energy wave at Wayvern… but it took a second to realize that he wasn’t aiming for Wayvern at all. The energy wave was headed for something behind Wayvern… or someone! 
Wayvern heard Flash’s agonized scream of pain before he even turned around. The rage built itself up inside Wayvern, but he let it out in small amounts on Relius, making sure that he never got a chance to hurt anyone else during that particular fight. Finally Wayvern let loose all his fury and cut Relius into Six pieces… which consequentially made him even angrier. But he set it aside and rushed to help Flash.
“Sorry… Twilight’s tale was so… fantastic… I had to see it myself…”
“Are you alright?” Wayvern asked.
“He just got my arm… I think I’ll be fine.” Wayvern looked at the injury… and almost gagged at the sight, his arm was almost completely red with the blood that was seeping out of the wound. Wayvern materialized a bandage with the Transformer and tried to wrap it up to stop the bleeding.
“I’m sorry…”
“Why are you… apologizing?”
“This happened because I was slow, I didn’t react fast enough and you got hurt, I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be… just get me… to a… hospital.”