The Lost Alicorn

by Eclipse Lightning

Chapter Three

While Fluttershy took Elizabeak home, Zecora carefully carried Crescent Rose back to her hut. To her relief, he was still breathing. However, such a spell had rendered him in a state of unconsciousness that even she wasn't sure he would wake up from anytime soon. All she could do was carry him back, and give him some rest. He had earned it.

Fluttershy flew back to Zecora’s hut as fast as she was able; feeling that in some way Crescent Rose’s condition was her fault. When she arrived at the hut, the yellow Pegasus’s bright cyan eyes looked over an unconscious Crescent Rose with high curiosity. He was pitch black, with a bright red mane and tail. What really interested her was his cutie mark. It was a golden crescent moon, with a red rose, fully bloomed between the horns. Looking closer, she could tell a gray shield surrounded the moon and rose. Fluttershy’s curiosity brought her to Crescent’s face. She was able to prop open one of his eyelids and noticed his were a cyan as well, though brighter than hers were.

“He seems to be ok, just unconscious,” Fluttershy said gazing at him. “Why would he save me? He doesn't even know who I am!”

“You are wrong dear Fluttershy, Crescent Rose is a different kind of guy,” Zecora replied.

“Different? I can see that! He’s an alicorn, a royal pony! I mean, why would he save somepony like me?” Fluttershy asked not taking her eyes off the alicon.

Zecora looked at her, then to Crescent Rose. She knew that Fluttershy had a valid question, but she could not answer it. They would have to wait, until he was able to walk on his own hooves again unaided. The last time it happened, he was bedridden for two weeks. She hated to see how long he would be in bed this time.

“It's true he's an alicorn pony, but he belongs not with royalty. He doesn't remember more than his name, and has made magic and protection his game. I've kept him here since to train, but I fear his happiness has long since been drained,” Zecora rhymed out to the worried pegasus.

“But, he just told me what his name was... Are you saying that's a name he's taken, because he can't remember his real one?” Fluttershy asked the zebra.

Zecora simply nodded, as she went to get an ointment and cloth for his slight burns. Fluttershy didn't move; she wanted to be here for him when he woke up. Then she could properly thank him, and maybe even help him. Still, how could a pony, and an alicorn no less, not remember his real name, but know such a powerful spell?

I have to tell Twilight. She'd know, and maybe even Princess Celestia would as well, Fluttershy thought as she watched Crescent Rose's chest rise and fall steadily with each breath.

Zecora started to apply the ointment on the burns on his hind legs. Fluttershy watched in quiet awe as the ointment cleaned them, and started to heal them near instantly. Soon, Zecora was rubbing the ointment around to the other burns on his body and forelegs.

“I have to tell Twilight, Zecora. She'd know more about where he came from, and how he can perform such powerful magic,” Fluttershy said to Zecora as the ointment was beginning to work. Zecora just turned to look at her.

“Are you sure you will be able to? I'd say his fever is as high as one-hundred-two. You'll need to apply this on the hour, or else those burns could turn fouler,” the zebra said to the pegasus.

“Yes. I'm sure. I want to thank him for saving me, but I feel helpless not being able to help him for doing it. Just tell Twilight, and bring her back with Spike. I won't leave him alone. Not for a minute,” The pegasus replied.

Zecora simply nodded, and started out the door towards Ponyville. Fluttershy in the meantime, took care to keep Crescent Rose's body as cool as she could until Twilight could come to the hut. She felt his breathing, and was still glad that even though it was weak, he was still alive. He'd make it through.

“Don't give up. Please, please wake up. You saved me, so let me save you,” Fluttershy said as she started rubbing a damp cloth on his forehead. She soon felt a tear come. The single tear turned into more. She didn't stop for five minutes.

Author's Note:

This chapter was much cleaner than the draft version. Trust me. Thanks to Phase Walker for the editing.