Prelude to 13, The Last Thing...

by Freewing Alchemist P

Chapter 1; H. G. Wells and Daring Do

Prelude to 13, The Last Thing...

Warehouse 13 & My Little Pony; Friendship is Magic

Chapter 1; H.G. Wells and Daring Do

The last thing she said to her friends before she died was. "I Smell Apples" With a forced smile and sorrow full tears in her eyes she was gone. I'm sorry Christina. The fury of the explosion took her, then black.

Conciseness came back to her, the blackness was fading, she was coming back? H.G. knew she should have been gone, but she could hear familiar voices, did they save her? No, they couldn't have saved her. She could smell apples, just like back at Warehouse 12! The voices were familiar, but not new, they were old! She Opened her eyes, Her eyes darted around taking in her surrounding as quickly as possible. What information could she gather to help tell her where she was? There was not many thing she could see. She was in a hospital room the style was like the eighteen hundreds, but she saw a strange looking X-ray machine and what resembled an M.R.I. machine. That technology was from twenty eleven She thought to herself. They had steam pipes running around them and made of copper and brass with light balls along the edge. They were powered by eighteen hundreds power source. Steampunk? She commented to her self.

"Ha, Ms. Do your back with us in the land of the living." Catarainga? H.G. thought to herself. She turned to the direction of the voice. It was a old looking white and black spotted, unicorn he had short gray beard and a bald head. He had an endearing, quizzical smile and a small set of spectacles on the bridge of his nose. That reminded her of her old teacher, if he was a horse, wait too small, maybe a pony.

"Where am I?" H.G. asked in her normal polished voice. She had hoped that the question would not raise any supposition. She looked at herself closely she was not human! I'm a pony too? H.G. saw a feather come into her line of sight. I'm a Pegasus? She thought to herself. She was a tan-yellow Pegasus, though her head was bandaged she had long multa-streaked black - gay scale hair. H.G. examined her side which was bandaged, she noticed a tattoo on her flank it was a compass the needle was made from her grappler gun.

The old unicorn saw this and gave a warm smile. "Oh yes, I guess you would be a little startled. Being near the edge of death and then coming back like that is disconcerting. Don't worry your old teacher, Checkmate Angle. will make you feel all better." He answered in a fine polishes manner, just like her old teacher. The unicorn bent down and tapped her forehead with his horn. An aura of clear energy surrounded his horn and in a burst of light it encompassed her as well. H.G. felt a surge of energy, thoughts, emotions and memories running through her. "You see, we managed to find you in the nick of time to save your life. You are in the infirmary back at The Canterlot Royal Vaults. But don't worry, the healing spell I just cast will help you. Just lay back and let it do it's job I will see you in the morning Ms. Do."

She found herself weak again and collapsed back on the bed. The flood was too much for her to hold back there was nothing she could do to stop these foreign memories. She had to keep herself. Her name, was Helena. G. Wells, she was born in England, September 21st 1866 on and died in the year 2011 in South Dakota.

No one will ever know that she existed because of her twin brother, Charles would be credited for her work. Her life really. While her brother was a writer, she was a scientist, engineer, visionary, secret agent and most important to her was mother. It was true many of Helena's adventure were kept secret, but her brother wrote them as fictional stories that all would remember.

She was an agent of her Majesty's service, she was a Warehouse 12 agent. She had many adventure collecting dangerous artifacts and stopping evil foes that would hurt England and the world.

She had a daughter, Christen, she loved her. She could remember the times where she would play tea party with her daughter, smiling as they clinked their tiny cup together. I would watch as she play with her dolls, until she got me to play with her. She broke into her thought. I let her rest on my shoulder as I read her stories. H.G. couldn't help but recant each time One time when she was on a mission she had to leave her allying daughter with a relative. Their house was robbed and the robbers took her daughter's life. She tried to continued her work, but she could not she just kept trying to find a way to bring back her beloved Christen. The Regents were forced to Bronze her, and there she stayed more countless ages until she was brought back by a twisted man. James MacPherson. Waves of pain ripped throughout H.G.'s body. She knew that she had to remember the darker, the darkest days of her life. Triggered by the lost of her daughter.

She tried again to work. To work with the American Agents of Warehouse 13 her new friends, Myka, Claudia, even Pete and Artie. It was great fun. More fun than warehouse 12 and they... They all grew, they were good friends and she grew to respect them very much, but the pain would come back again. The pain, was becoming too great. She, she. No, she couldn't relive those memories of betrayal

The pain was too much she couldn't live linger on them any more. No, No not those memories! She told herself. She knew what was coming she couldn't stand to see what she tried to do to those how she called friends and those she cared about. No, no I need relief! She screamed to herself. She let the stranger's memories come in.

She could see the tan-yellow Pegasus with her black striped hair in the wind as she soared in the air her bright magenta eyes gleamed. The strangers was named Daring Do she was a citizen of a land know as Equestria. Equestria was a kingdom of talking ponies, it was a world of magic, myths, monster, ledges and all things she believed in when she was a girl. A fairytale land? It was a land ruled by a pony princess, more like a goddess, named Celestia a pony who could controlled the very sun. She was a large as a horse with large white wings and horn with a rainbow mane that flowed, H.G was impressed. The princess has ruled the land in both peace and harmony for many year. A world where everyone gets along a, paradise I've long to see from Earth. H.G concluded.

Daring Do had been born in a city in the clouds amply named Cloudsdale with her twin brother Yielding Do. Daring was just like her name described and her brother was much the same. Seeing Daring's bother the two reminded H.G. so much of herself and her brother. Well I guess some thing don't change even in other worlds. H.G mused to herself.

At a young age Daring shown an aptitude for all sorts of things. H.G. Couldn't help but see the similarities in her and Daring's life. She was just as smart and resourceful as she was. Daring went in to the Royal flight Academy to become one of Celestia's official flying soldiers, but she could tell. H.G. saw that this worlds society didn't stop her from doing whatever she wanted. Just because she was a girl or rather a filly they didn't get in her way. I'm sure I could like this world, part of me wish I was born into this world. She told herself.

Celestia personally asked her, rather Daring, to work for a specula sect of the Royal Guards meant to collect dangerous, powerful, and important Artifacts. It was Daring's job to find them and remove them from this worlds equation.

Then came the next set of memories. It was of a little white Pegasus filly with the same kind of black hair that Daring had. This memory tore at her it was... She watched Daring Do entered through a pair of gigantic double oak doors the filly was playing with dolls. "Crystal Song, Mommy's here!" Daring called out.

When she noticed Daring Do, Crystalsong, the filly's face lit up and raced towards her and embraced her tightly. "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!" The little filly cheered. Daring face softened and smiled with a slight tear in her eyes.

This made H.G. freeze, it was her daughter! Daring had a daughter, just like her! She had to know more. She willed the memories to come now, she had to know about Daring's daughter. She couldn't help but linger on what she saw, The two dancing, laughing and Crystal learning from her mother. The time they shard and the love between them was strong, the similarities between her and Daring Do were spooky. Or was she was losing herself to Daring's memories?

As the last memory played out H.G. shot up from her bed. "Mr. Angle, please come here! I need you!".

The old unicorn came rushing into the infirmary. "Daring what's wrong I told you to get some rest for the morning."

"I need to see my daughter! I need to see my daughter now!" H.G. yelled at the old unicorn. She tried to make her eye as miserable as possible, pleading for what she asked.

The old unicorn smiled at her. "Well, I can not keep a dame from her foal. I will have Mr. Cartwright bring you home in a carriage. But if I do that you must promise me that you will sleep on your way there."

"Of course you have my word Checkmate Angle." H.G. said in the most polished voice an English woman could muster.

"All right Ms. Do don't over sell it. I shall make sure everything is take care of." Checkmate Angle said with a smile, before leaving the infirmary.

The last memory she had seen was the memory of Daring Do saying goodbye before this latest mission. Daring was sitting on the edge of her daughters bed. Her daughter was sick, she was not well.

"Mommy, do you really have to go?" She pleaded softly.

Daring caressed her daughters main and kissed her. "Yes, mommy has to go Celestia what's me to do something very important," Tears slowly trailed down her face. "It will make Equestria safe for you. It may not seem fair, but mommy loves you more then anything and..."

"I love you to mommy and I know that you'll be back as soon as you can." Crystal Song said to her mother.

Kissing her foal again. "Mommy will be back as soon as she can. She loves you. Now you need to get better so go to bed and Mommy with be back." The foal nodded and slipped under her bed cover and closed her eyes tight.

That was why she need to see the child now, H.G. had seen many type of sickness in her life and she hope she was wrong. She hoped that the memory was completely wrong. Scarlet Fever. H.G. Thought if that child has it she could be dead, but maybe these ponies could treat it? She could only guess she had to know! She could live in another world, another life, especially one she did not deserve to live in! Having to bury another child. Especially one that was not her own she couldn't live through the second hand pain of being reminded of the first. The only comfort to her was. At least it's sickness and not some senseless act of violence. I can tolerate sickness. H.G. didn't know why she was being so nervous waiting for the carriage but she was.

"I have to see my child, I have to see my child." She repeated aloud to no one in particular. She knew she had to see that child, Daring didn't deserve to lose her child, that was one simply H.G. would not allow.

Author's Note:

I do not own the right to My Little Pony; Friendship is Magic, it is the property of Hasbro. Nor do I own the rights to Warehouse 13 But I wanted to share this story with you.

Comments

[Rapthorn2ndform]

Hmm...I like it, good luck.

[AlexShrub]

Seems good so far, but you might wanna get an editor for spellchecking.