Dawn seems like an average Royal guard, likes his job, likes his fellow guards, and loves to read fiction about the Bearers of the elements of harmony. But could a new job opportunity perhaps lead to destruction of the world?
Daylight Shadow hides a strange secret, one that has nearly cost him everything. After an embarrassing incident involving Royal Captain Shining Armor he has worked hard to prove himself. Now almost a year later Daylight is offered his dream job, every thing he could ever want. A respected position watching over the heroines of harmony, faithful ponies under his command, and an... 'ancient family curse with the only thing keeping it in check is his physical innocence'? Well whats the worse thing that could happen its not like Ponyville is crawling with friendly attractive mares or dark forces plot against the kingdom using their love stealing powers.
Why losing my virginity will destroy the world Chapter 1 The Gift of Daylight’s Shadow
Dawn sat at one of the tables in the guard barracks. The remains of his lunch consisted of a mushroom and sprout sandwich that was resting on his left hoof. A book hovered in front of his face held aloft in a pale yellow magical aura. His horn was wrapped in a similar glow as his eyes scanned the pages leisurely. The stallion had a golden yellow coat with white hooves and emerald green eyes. His mane was a bit long for a guard pony and he was suffering a bit from helmet hair, but the two tone blue mane and tail would be hidden when he donned his uniform armor’s enchanted helm.
Finishing his sandwich Dawn’s eyes never left the pages of the book. With a few sweeps of his hoof every single crumb and sprout was cleaned off the table and tossed into the trash bin. The book in his magical aura appeared old and well used with a strange title. The title Harmony Fiction was a relatively new term for fan made fiction written about the Elements of Harmony. Fictions were unofficial stories written about almost every fandom imaginable, Daring Do, Wonderbolts, even the Princesses had fiction dedicated to them. Typically these type of works were usually the product of late study sessions and an over active hormone fueled imagination. Most of which would be passed around to the students and sometimes faculty of one college or another. Most works would not even be more than a stack of pages and a few scribbled notes. But a recent trend was growing in popularity, ponies would collect copies of these works in various major libraries and educational institutions. Dawn’s book was unique however, using Astral rune magic he could summon quasi real copies and store them in his book. His book had once been a family Tome of Knowledge that had the collected works of the great Unicorns of history. Now it use would make his ancestors cringe.
Dawn’s magic closed the book and tucked it between his chest and armor. The other guards on break were milling about the common area talking amongst themselves or reading like Dawn had been. Dawn’s smiled to himself, when he read the latest fictitious exploits of Twilight Sparkle and her friends, his troubles always seemed far away. A few of his favorite authors had recently updated their latest work and Dawn had been absorbed in them his entire lunch break reading.
Dawn set his helm in place and let the illusions set themselves. After checking to makes sure his uniform and its spell were in place, Dawn trotted out of the barracks and off to his post.
As Dawn happily walked towards his post a few of the castle staff whispered to each other as he passed. “Is he the one?” an earth pony maid asked her unicorn counterpart. The earth pony had a red coat and orange mane, while the unicorn sported a pale lavender coat and pink mane. “Yeah from what I hear Captain Armor has orders that he is not allowed in the same room as his sister.” the unicorn gossiped. The red mare gasped, “So he and Twilight…” Dawn hurried out of earshot.
Dawn hated the rumors about his supposed sexual exploits, especially because of his virginity was a particularly sore spot with him. But when certain aspects of your personal history are considered state secrets you can't go around setting the record straight. And thankfully no one has had the guts to ask Twilight herself, but then again she wouldn't have anything to tell since she wasn't directly involved.
Arriving at his post outside the Royal vault Dawn nodded to his partner Jasmine. Though this particular post was quiet, it was very important one and because of its isolated and restricted location no one came here unless they had business with the vault or were extremely lost. It was slightly mind numbing but at the least they could talk to one another.
Out of uniform Jasmine was a light yellow pegasi with a teal mane and tail. Dawn and Jasmine stood post here together twice a week, and though she was cute she was also scrappy like one of the guys, she loved dirty and off color jokes, and was exclusively into mares. The two knew far too much about each other that a relationship between them was out of the question. Dawn had been helping Jasmine with her relationship with her Filly Friend Violet. It was ironic that he knew so much about relationships when he himself had no experience with them.
This week's drama was about quality vs quantity of acts of love. After a long discussion about how no matter what Jasmine would do for Violet, The latter would never take notice or indicate that she liked Jasmines efforts. And physical contact which Jasmine likes, it seems to drive Violet away. In the end Jasmine would have to resort to bribery to even get sex. Usually buying some nice item or taking Violet someplace nice, usually expensive, would put her in the mood after. But the problem was much deeper, Jasmine wanted non sexual physical contact but Violet seems to equate intimate physical contact with sex.
“So… what do you think?” Jasmine asked as if asking the question again. Dawn shook his head realizing she had been taking. after a slight pause he responded with a question. “So what did she say when you asked about what she thought about the work you are doing for the family.” Jasmine’s face lit up.
“So get this,” she blurted out excitedly. “She thinks I'm doing a wonderful job managing the house, the kids, all the family financials, even letting her have spending money. Also she supposedly ‘really appreciates’ me. So just like we talked about it I set her up. I asked her ‘What is it that you think I expect from you?’ And she said what we expected her to say ‘Sex’.” Jasmine smiled as she looked up wistfully. “So when I asked if she hated me Violet was taken aback. ‘You rarely give me any, and when you do I usually have to bribe you.’ We seriously talked after that and I think shes starting to get me.”
“She’ll never understand you,” Dawn stated matter of factly. Jasmine sounded quizzically “What do you mean?” “She’s a mare and thinks like one.” A smirk on Dawn’s face, “you think like a stallion and it is forever our doom to be puzzled by the goings on of mares.” Jasmine lightly chuckled liking the analogy. “What can I say, I’ve always had a guys mentality.”
It was early evening when Dawn and Jasmine were leaving having been relieved by the night crew. One of the night guards passed Dawn a note with the watch commander's seal. A feeling of dread passed through him briefly as he tried to think what he could have done recently that would have gotten him in trouble. None came to mind so Dawn let in a brief flicker of hope that this meeting could be positive.
*****
Captain Hammer Strike stood behind his desk going over the shift schedule, the older grey pegasus had allot to think about. Hammer was engrossed in his paperwork when Dawn knocked on the open door. “Captain Hammer you wanted to see me?” Dawn called into the office.
Hammer looked up to see Dawn standing in the doorway, a hint of nervousness on his face. It was a look all too familiar on the young Stallion’s face these days. Hammer hoofed through a stack of files pulling out Dawns personnel folder. “‘Second Lieutenant’ Daylight Shadow, graduated from Westhoof in 995 CR. You were on the fast track up the officer ranks. Son of former Captain of the Royal Guard Firelight it was believed that he was grooming you to be his successor. Royal Captain Shining Armor also was favored by your father and Royal Captain Firelight seemed happy encouraged your rivalry. Then during a training exercise pitting you and at the time Commander Armor against one another an incident happens. Much of the details were covered up,” Hammer pulls out a redacted after action report from his folder. Dawn eyes the files warily his face losing its color. “The result is most peculiar. As Princess Luna had only been returned to us not a week prior, your case became one of her first. As both Princesses were involved the matter was resolved and then buried. Many rumors and allegations surround the event, and the fact that you were demoted to Second Lieutenant does not help. Not only that but to assign you to stand post with the enlisted… Your father then opts for an early retirement naming Shining Armor as his successor. While this had been a troubling time, with all the guard changes. Many blamed him for the failing to protect the Princess during the Nightmare Moon incident, I can't help but think that your incident had a hoof in his decision to take the early retirement.”
“But my question is, after the incident if what you did wasn't bad enough for the Princess to fire you then why the heavy punishment?” The older stallion cracked a smile. “Rumor has it that you used Royal Captain Armor’s sister against him.” Giving Dawn a knowing wink, “How in Celestia’s blue sky you might have gotten that bookworm into your bed has been a hot debate for nearly a year.”
Dawn’s face was turning red, as he stuttered trying to muster an objection. Hammer did not allow an opening and continued, “So you did ‘something’ that caused a big commotion that caused allot of problems.” The old Stallion pointed at the redacted After Action Report. “And in the end you become a gelding, just sitting happily by as your honor as an officer is trampled. Taking your lumps from the Royal Captain like a good little dog.”
Dawn now angry again speaks over the Lieutenant, “I am not a gelding, and I’m not a dog! I made a promise to the Princess that I wouldn't betray her faith in me.” After a short pause Dawn’s anger subsides and is replaced with a mild look of horror. “Sir.” the younger stallion quickly adds.
Hammer smirks at this, Dawn having just proved his point. “Listen son, I know your father and the kind of pressure you must have faced just to meet his expectations. Whatever it was that you did I just need to know one thing, will there be any problems if you are working in proximity to Twilight Sparkle.”
Dawn looked confused, he wasn't expecting this. “No sir, my issues with the Royal Captain were not made public and miss Sparkle specifically was not to be informed. The Royal Captain Armor however has requested that I not be assigned any posts near miss Sparkle."
With a serious look on his face Hammer spoke. "Well since our glorious Royal Captain is busy with the defense of all of Canterlot, not to mention his upcoming wedding, i doubt he has time to care about who we send where. You are either fit for the duty or not. I have hundreds of guards ponies needing to be reassigned to the Long Patrol as well as various town garrisons. You however have an opportunity to be assigned as Lady Sparkles personal guard." A hint of a joke at the end, the older stallion's face held a bit of a knowing smile. Twilight Sparkle and the other elements of harmony did not typically need royal guard protection. But due to the important nature of their position it was decided to pad the ranks of the Ponyville reserve guard.
Dawn took a few moments to let it all sink in. On one hoof, the reassignment was a joke. Regular palace guards were honored and respected. They held power in the eyes of Canterlot society. On top of being steady regular hours it was good pay. As a 'reserve guard of Ponyville' the pay and hours would be cut in half, the anonymity was almost required, and a second job would undoubtedly be a necessity. Technically it was a Long Patrol position without all the mystique and honor. But just as deadly as any Long Patrol tour. On the other hoof Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Fluttershy, and Rarity lived there, he would get to see the Elements of Harmony everyday. Best of all it would be his job to protect them. What protection he could offer was up for debate seeing that in the year since the six mares became the element bearers only a hoofful of times had the guard been utilized. And in almost every case it had been not been the guards actions that resolved the conflict. But it was like every silly self insert fic he had ever read, he would be just another towns pony. Dawn quickly crushed his own enthusiasm. Lets not get too excited here, the universe is never this kind.
Hammer chuckled to himself as he watched Dawn's face go from confused to joyful to reserved enthusiasm, all in the span of a five seconds. "I see that got your attention. Are you interested?"
Dawn nodded his head at first but thinking he asked, "Sir, while I admit that the prospect of working with the Element is appealing, Ponyville isn't exactly the fast track to success. Ponyville is not exactly a hub of guard activity and while the risks are far greater the social standing of the guard force there couldn't even serve a decent platform for launching a guard’s career." it was a difficult sell for anypony considering the post. Ponyville was risky with not a lot of reward and far to urban to earn the reputation of a hardened soldier.
Hammer eyed Dawn considering the younger stallion for a moment before speaking up, “That's why you are my number one pick here.” Seeing the perplexed look on Dawn’s face Hammer explained. “Nopony else has more to gain from this than you do. Currently here there is very little chance for your advancement. I believe that somepony wanted close to keep an eye on you, but tell me after a year of working here has anypony approached you about advancement, or hinted that you were even being considered?”
Dawn looked off thinking on that. For a year after incident he had been under constant scrutiny. But in the past few weeks Royal Captain Armor had a lot of other things on his mind. Dawn had been disappointed that he had been scheduled to work double shifts all the way up until the big day. He had hoped that he would be able to attend, he was family after all. A rueful smirk crossed his face as he looked up at Captain Hammer.
“While that sinks in, let me elaborate on what I’m offering you.” Hammer still watching Dawn’s reactions with a calculating eye. “I could always pick some poor officer candidate fresh out of Westhoof for this post. And all I’ll get is some inexperienced pup still wet behind the ears. I could pull some more experienced officer from the officer pool, but most reserve officers here are either snobby nobles who would resent the position, or retirees looking to settle down. But what I need is a command officer, it may only be a reserve post but its a shot at reviving your officer career.” Dawns face brightened at this, his ears raised a hopeful smile spread.
“Can you do that? I mean I’m only a Second Lieutenant, and…” Dawn asked with a hopeful look in his eye.
Hammer held up a hoof, “All i’m doing is sending up my recommendation, the final decision will most likely be the Princesses, but I don’t want any silly surprises popping up that will ruin my recommendation. While Royal Captain Armor’s dislike for you might play into this I doubt he can afford to be picky here. And this is why I ask you, ‘Do you want this?’” Dawn’s ears fell down at hearing that the decision would lay with the Princesses. Hammer smiled however, “Listen kid, I don't know what you did. But I have a feeling that whoever is watching you is waiting for you to get on with your life. And I doubt that they will stand in your way now. So… what do you say?”
****
Firelight Shadow retired Captain of the Royal Guard sat the open air restaurant waiting on his guest. Firelight’s mane and coat color was like his namesake a reddish orange coat with red and yellow striped mane. The old Guard Captain could hardly contain his excitement. It wasn't every day that your favorite nephew got married to an Alicorn princess. His old sharp eyes caught a glimpse of that familiar two tone blue mane. Only the hint of a smile on his otherwise stoic face betrayed the excitement he felt. Shining Armor current Captain of the Royal Guard trotted up to his uncle. Shining bearing was not as practiced as Firelight and his excitement was very apparent.
With a serious tone and half a smile Firelight “My good Royal Captain, I'm glad you could take the time to meet with an old retiree like me.”
Shining Armor’s smile faded briefly at the formality, but realizing the nature of this meeting the Guard Captain’s stoic expression replaced his previous one. “Nonsense Royal Captain Firelight, you are an honored member of the Guard and though you are retired you deserve all the respect of any Royal Captain.”
Firelight nodded pleased with the level of formality. Firelight had been disowned from the Sparkle house and their families connection was difficult to trace. His brother Nightlight had been named successor in his place and things had become stained among the other house nobles. “So tell me how is your family these days?” Firelight’s words held only a brief hint of sadness.
“I dont understand why grandmother Starlight did what she did. Even though its been over fifty years, I’d hope she could forgive and forget.” The details of his exile had always been hidden from the young ones, and even after his rather impressionable nephew had come under his guidance. Shining had pieced together the familial connection though kept the secret at his Grandmother command. Firelight’s mother Starlight Sparkle had always despised the members of House Lunar Eclipse especially her fillyhood rival Midnight Shadow. When both became House nobles there rivalry grew fiercer. As both Houses had a long history of powerful magi a union between the two houses would be considered a powerful one. Politically it was believed that the two houses combine would make for one of the most powerful noble House in all of Canterlot. However neither wished for such a union.
Firelight had always been far more physical than other unicorn colts of his family. However to his mother's chagrin Firelights magical prowse was far more lacking. While most families would not care about such things Midnight Shadow’s eldest daughter was an accomplished mage and Firelight’s mother seemed to lay blame with him for his lack of talent. What Firelight lacked in magical talent, he made up for in physical strength, and natural leadership. Joining the guard had been a foregone conclusion to the rest of his family. By this time his mother had focused on her second son Nightlight focusing on grooming him for nobility. Moving on with his life Firelight pursued his military career, only to find the love of his life Lunar Shadow. It was a whirlwind romance. Within a year of meeting her he had proposed. But when his mother found out she was the daughter of her hated rival their union had been forbidden.
Firelight had resolved himself and disavowed his House, Starlight had in turn banished him and went so far as to erase all record of his relationship to the family. Allot of which was less than legal. After several years it was all but forgotten by all but those directly involved. Firelight married into House Lunar Eclipse. Midnight Shadow was less than thrilled about the union but gaining a promising officer candidate as a son was not something she could turn down.
Firelight sighed heavily shaking his head, “It was a different time, and your Grandmother was seeking to prove herself. While joining the two houses politically would have given her more influence it would have alienated her from many of her allies. As for why she still keeps it secret, I suspect it would reveal the connection between you and I and that could jeopardize your position. I took you on believing that you would never know, but now that you do its a vulnerability.” Shining nodded absorbing the heavy words, “I still don't like it but I still want to honor you at my wedding in some way. Even though I cannot name you as my Uncle if there was some token or part you could play it would make me happy.”
Just then a tan unicorn mare with a nicely kept maroon mane trotted up. She magicked up a pad and pencil and addressed the two stallions. “May I take your order?” The younger stallion smiled pleasantly and placed his order, “I’ll have a Cobb salad with a sweet cranberry vinaigrette.” Firelight took a bit longer scanning his menu. Finally he made his decision "I'll be having the Portobello steak, with steamed Asparagus, and a garlic mashed potato." Shining raised his eyebrow at the older stallion as his magic floated their menus over to the waitress. “Hey I’m retired, I can eat what I like. Just.. dont tell my wife.” they shared a laugh at that.
“Well mom has been working on her books. She's been putting out a book every few months. Right now her romance trilogy is looking to be another best seller. Dad’s work at the observatory has seen a lot of progress since Princess Luna’s return. Her insight into the night sky has led to many amazing discoveries, hes also handling matters at court almost full time now since grandmas failing health. As for Twily, well shes living in Ponyville now with her friends. I'm a bit worried since there is little to no Guard presence, and its so close to the Everfree forest. But I think everyponies just glad she has friends now.” Shining paused smiling at thoughts of his little sister. But a bitter memory surfaced ruining the pleasant thought.
Firelight sensed the root of Shining s look of displeasure spoke up, “Hows my son been these past few months.”
“I don't get it, hes not the same pony. After Nightmare Moon’s return it was like nothing mattered anymore. It was like a darkness was surrounding him.” Firelight nodded grimly and added, “His fascination with the darker side of House Lunar Eclipse’s history has always given me pause for concern. But I have never seen him like he was that day.”
Shining’s eyes drifted off recalling the memory “The way he was, what he said, he sounded like some two bit paper back novel villain. At the time I thought it was an act, like he was playing his role as OpFor a little too well. But the things he was saying.” Shining gritted his teeth as he thought over the past. “After I defeated him I thought that would be the end of it, but that spell. I don't know what it was but I’m just glad Princess Luna intervened when she did. The details of their little sit down were sealed and all I could gather was that it was some how connected to Nightmare Moon. Since Princess Celestia was there I guess it was resolved. Later the Princesses told me to keep an eye on him so that what I've done, keeping him out of trouble. But its not like I can ask what it is I'm looking for. Only Princess Celestia, Princess Luna, and Dawn himself know what happened.”
“And nopony is talking.” the older unicorn added. Shining nodded then added “Well from what I have seen of Dawn, his personality has gone completely one eighty from that day. Sometimes I can see that shine of an officer in his eyes, but mostly he acts like a foal that's fears being scolded. And to top it all off he still reads that book.”
Firelight look became dark at the mention of his son’s obsession. “That was the proudest day of my life, when Dawn had found that book in House Lunar Eclipse archive, and Dawn got his cutie mark. At first it was wonderful. Magic uncovered from back during the glory days of the House Lunar Eclipse. But that's when we noticed his interest in…”
Shining grit his teeth, “Twilight never knew, thankfully she never picked up on his advances. I think as one point she thought he was bullying her.” Shining gave a bitter laugh. “Thank Celestia for her innocent ignorance, it saved her that much I guess. I had always wanted to go down to that school and teach all those colts and fillies a lesson.”
“We had always assumed that it was just puberty setting in, his overactive hormones messing with his head. Every time we took him for his checkups we feared some mental illness or dark enchantment. For all our fears his doctors and teachers all agreed he was a healthy bright colt, almost wise beyond his years. But for strange obsession with your sister he was all we could have hoped for in out son. When he joined Westhoof I had hoped he would outgrow that obsession of his. But not only did it come out like that in front of you, the Princesses know of it as well.” Firelight hung his head the heavy conversation hanging in the quiet noise of the city.
Just then the waitress returned with their meals. The meal’s conversation drifted to lighter talk of the wedding, and tradition versus aesthetic. Generally Firelight advised his nephew, “Its her day and whatever she wants she better get it or else your wedding night will be far less pleasant.” As far as tradition, the house Starlight guards always wore the traditional chest armor during official ceremonies. And though Firelight’s own wedding had been forbidden by the Family he had worn it to honor the Family Guard. Shining Armor then decided he would wear his uncle’s shield at the wedding. It would be a statement about family and how you can not just erase the bonds of blood, though it was unlikely anyone would notice since it had been nearly fifty years. Firelight after some debate found that he was moved by the gesture and could not argue.
It was after their meal and the check had been paid that the conversation returned to Dawn. “So Ponyville huh?” Firelight’s words hinting all that could go wrong. “Shining I love my son, and I would be proud to have him succeed and move on, but as a Guard Captain I have to question such a decision. Do you think it wise to give such a loose cannon any kind of authority not to mention in such close proximity to his obsession.”
Shining shook his head, “I think he needs a kick in his plot, one that gets him moving forward. He thinks hes stuck and being kept at bay. I dont want to baby him, but if I leave him as is he’ll stay in his self imposed exile. Perhaps this will get him moving on with his life.” Shining face became a bit darker and he muttered, “And if I give him enough rope...”
Why losing my virginity will destroy the world Chapter 2 The Big Move
Dawn was happily trotting back to his Canterlot apartment humming a merry tune. He had received his transfer order just yesterday, as well as a letter from Princess Luna.
My Faithful Soldier Sunrise Shadow,
I am pleased to see that you are moving on with your life after the unfortunate nature of our first meeting. Your choice to discover what manner of stallion you truly are is commendable. For one such as yourself having been under the influence of another for much of your life it would be easy to lose yourself. If you ever feel as though you are falling into darkness let me know right away. Had I turned to my sister before the darkness overtook me much heart ache could have been avoided.
While I wish I could send you off happily I must remind you of the situation you find yourself in. Forming a pact with a being such as our friend is dangerous. Regardless of legality of such a pact, Star beasts are powerful and cunning creatures and no matter how much you wish it, she cannot be trusted. Beware her attempts to sway you away from your vow, know that more is at stake than just your life. Also know that I made an exception only because of the tragic nature if your situation, and a small bit of gratitude. However if I deem your continued freedom a detriment I will revoke it with all haste.
With this unpleasantness aside I do wish you well. Ponyville is a unique place and there are many unique individuals who live there. And while I have no doubt that you can perform your duty as required I am hopeful that you will prove yourself worthy of this honor. Not just to me and your superiors but to yourself as well. Please write me when you get settled, and keep me apprised of the events you encounter.
Her Royal Highness Princess Luna
P.S. How is my modern Equestrian? I have been practicing much this past year, but I have not much practice in less formal forms of writing such as personal letters. My Sister has suggested that I share correspondence with our faithful subjects such as she does. While I would enjoy such a causal relationship I am apprehensive writing somepony I am unfamiliar with. So If you would be so inclined could you allow me the honor being correspondence companions?
The letter aside, Princess Luna had rarely contacted him and aside from a passing acknowledgement while he stood post, he had rarely seen the elusive Princess. After her less than graceful debut at Ponlyville’s Nightmare Night, it was good to see that Princess Luna was taking steps to become more social.
Walking into the courtyard of his soon to be former apartment building Dawn saw the apartment manager tending to the various plants throughout the courtyard. Mr. Green Bit noticed Dawns arrival and frowned slightly. “Well boy it’s a good thing you’ll be outta here today or I mighta had to kick yah out.” Dawn frowned at this, for the most part his relationship with Green Bit had been agreeable.
Green Bit was an old Bachelor who lived alone running the small apartment complex. He had never married and none of his relationships had lasted. Now aged and still alone he had a soft spot for young stallions on their own. Nothing sexual but he would often host drinking parties in the courtyard and regale his tenants with stories that usually ended with some moral of how mares would only lead to ruin. On a few occasions Green Bit had removed a tenant or two after finding that they had starting a relationship. It was usually after the mare would sleep over, Green Bit would cite some strange legal clause regarding double occupancy. In all the cases Dawn knew of Green Bit had secured a new place for the former occupant usually with the first month rent either paid for or waived.
But Dawn was confused, obviously such a thing would never happened to him. “Mr. Bit, what are you talking about?” The Green coat of Mr. Bit bristled “Don't ya be lyin ta me boy, I’m talkin ‘bout that young filly in yer room. I’ve been s’pectin fer a while now, don’t think I’vnt seen her comin round.”
Dawn’s eyes grew wide as realization sunk in, “I’m so sorry Mr. Bit, shes just a frie.. relit.. sister, yeah my sister. She’s helping me move.” Dawn gave a fake smile hoping Mr. Bit would buy his story. Mr. Bit gave Dawn a weathered look, “Yer sister is a Pegasus?” A sweat drop rolled down Dawn’s face. “Yes on my mothers side,” Dawn sighed calming himself and addressed Mr. Bit. “She’s really just helping me move, nothing to be concerned about.”
Mr. Bit gave Dawn a scrutinizing eye. After a long moment he gave a nod, “Fine, just make sure ya watch yerself down in Ponyville. There be an awful lot of mares ta get in trouble wit.” Dawn nodded. While it was something he dreading, on some level he was excited. He had to keep to his vow of celibacy, but having a marefriend would be wonderful. Shaking of the beginnings of a daydream he addressed Mr. Bit. “Thank you Mr. Bit I'll keep that in mind.” Green Bit nodded satisfied that his wisdom had been imparted, “I’ll have yer paperwork a’fore ya leave, stop by ma office.”
Dawn made his way up to the second floor of the apartment building, walking down the veranda coming to a stop before his apartment door. Breathing a sigh he used his magic to open the door. The small apartment’s walls were normally adorned with pictures, posters, and shelves with books and other small items of sentimental value. Now it was bare and almost empty. A small stack of boxes stood in the hallway, three rows of boxes two of the closest rows stacked three boxes high while the third was stacked just over his head at four boxes. As he looked into his room from the doorway it looked as it had when he had moved in almost a year ago. The front door opened out into the veranda, with the door to the bathroom on the left. The hallway ran the length of the bathroom about ten hooves and then opened up into the main room. The bed had been provided for, and now sat bare and empty in the far corner of the room. In the room along the right wall was the closet, about the width of the kitchen. Opposite the bathroom door was the portal that led into the kitchen. It was barely wide enough for a pony to work in, but it at least had a stove, a sink, and a ice box.
Now as he looked around the empty space, it no longer felt like his home. It was going to be some other ponies to fill with memories. A fleeting pang of loss as he made his peace with all that he would leave behind.
As he looked around the room checking for anything that might have been missed, he noticed the absence of a certain individual. It seemed Asta had finished packing their things, but where was she? Then Dawn noticed the bathroom door was closed. while it was not unusual for the door to be closed some steam was drifting out from under it. Dawn rolled his eyes and knocked on the door, “Asta, are you in there?” Dawn called through the closed door.
A feminine voice call from inside “Its open, I was just finishing up cleaning the bathroom…” Dawn opened the door and stepped inside. Through the steam he could clearly see her standing in a seductive pose. Asta wet fur was a midnight black with black feathered wings, the irises of her eyes were magenta with a slightly yellow sclera. On her forehead was a white eight pointed star and her mane and tail was a deep red field and shining with stars. Though most of her body looked wet her hair ignored the water and drifted lazily in an unseen wind. She stood inside the tub her hooves on the tiled wall with her back to the door, she looked back over at Dawn with a sultry look. “Welcome home, did you want to join me?” Asta asked very suggestively, after half a second her ethereal tail began to raise. Dawn slammed the door closed quickly hooves clamoring back into the hall.
“Stupid Asta,” Dawn muttered to himself. “What in Tartarus Asta? have you been walking around all day looking like that? And Mr. Bit caught you today, that was real sloppy.” The sound of water stopped and he heard her reply, “Firstly, no I know you love this look so I set it up just for you. Secondly, I needed to arrange to have your boxes sent to your parents, I couldn't do that in my usual form now could I?”
Dawn conceded the point though he wasn't happy about the ‘look’ he supposedly loved. Asta knew that Twilight Sparkle was off limits, but ever since Princess Luna had saved him from his curse she had always held a special place of honor in his heart. Asta emerged from the bathroom and gave Dawn a wink. Her hair was now a dark red and no longer resembled the night sky, the ends of her hair were highlighted a dark blue. Dawn’s face was tinged red with a hint of a blush, mostly he was just embarrassed that he had fallen into her trap.
“Speaking of things I can't do in my true form,” Asta approached closely to Dawn. The dark pegasus looked with sultry eyes, “I’m always available to scratch that itch. You know if all those friendly, cute mares, drive you to madness. I’ll be there for you.” She drew close, her muzzle brushing against the hairs on his neck. Dawn suppressed a shiver and pushed magic through his horn. The spell was a modified illumination spell and forced the shadows around Asta away. Her form melted into misty shadows. As all the shadows melted away all that remained was the form of a small bird. She perched herself on the stack of boxes glaring daggers at Dawn. She was about the size of a small bird, standing about half a hoof from beak to tail. But unlike a typical seed eating bird her beak and talons were more akin to a bird of prey. Her eyes were red with yellow sclera, and on her forehead the same white eight pointed star.
Aquila were typically incredibly large birds of prey. Like other Star beasts Aquila were large predatory creatures that struck fear in the hearts of all who saw them. With their ethereal star body born from the heavens themselves, Aquila would disappear against a cloudless sky and swoop down only to carry off large beasts like Manticores and hydras, they have even been know to snatch dragons out of the sky. Asta however had suffered much as Dawn had. Having been taken as a young chick and tied to the very ritual that had caused so much grief in his own life. She was as much a victim in all this as he was.
“Don’t give me that look, it’s not like you care about me. We both know who owns your heart.” Her glare only diminished slightly. “Chirp,” she called out. Dawn narrowed his eyes “You don't think I know how much you want to be done with all this?” Dawn tried to hide the ire in his voice. “But I'm not just going to give in and sell you my body, just for one night with you.” The tiny Aquila raised an eyebrow suggestively “Caw?” Dawn tried not to laugh, “How would you know you've never done it before.” Asta shrugged her wings and bristled her feathers, “Chrrer.” Dawn gave a deadpan look and replied, “And it would be the last thing I ever try.”
In Asta’s true form she couldn’t speak equestrian. In the eons before the rise of Nightmare moon the star beasts lived like any other animal but on a cosmic scale. When Luna fell into depression her efforts to gain companionship birthed the star beasts as they are known today. Much like the animals of today they still follow the instincts of beasts, but posses an intellect and can communicate to those who are sensitive enough, or like Dawn somepony who is familiar with the individual.
Asta gave a series of chirps and caws pushing her point. “Look im not an ornithophile, I think you might be chirping up the wrong tree.” Dawn leveled a smirk at Asta. Her face reflected anger and flittered toward him buffeting him in the face with her wings. Dawn chuckled a bit as she gave up her attack and settled on his head. Her talons dug into his scalp just a bit too hard and he winced. She nuzzled his ear with her beak in apology.
“Chierp, chk chk chk.” the black bird called out addressing her work to clean the room. “Yeah good work, let me just grab the suitcase.” Dawn walked over to closet opening it with his magic. A standard sized brown suitcase sat in the closet the only object in the room not boxed up. Opting to take the thing in his mouth he closed the closet door. As he turned he took one last look around the room, Asta cooed a hollow melancholic sound. After a long reflecting pause Dawn turned and trotted excitedly out the door.
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Dawn sat in the train car reading the paper Mr. Bit had given him. When Dawn had reached the apartment manager's office, the others had gathered to see him off. It had been a moderate affair but no less heartfelt. Since Dawn had to make the train it was just enough for all his former neighbors to each give their own good byes. It all ended with Mr. Bit hoofing over some paperwork setting him up with a new place, waived first months rent and the thousand bit deposit all paid. Mr. Bit tried to play it off saying that he had only transferred Dawns old deposit. Thankful for the sentiment Dawn had ignored the fact that his old deposit had only been five hundred bits.
The train car was half full of all manner of ponies. While in public Asta would feign being a pet. She sat perched on the back of the train seat staring out the window at the scenery. Her usual appearance was veiled in shadow again, to an experienced ornithologist she appeared a small crow. Her white star and slightly red color were gone, as well as the sharp angle of her beak. She could talk to him if she wanted but as a general rule he wouldn't answer. After a few awkward explanations that Asta was a familiar and that they shared a connection that allowed for basic communication, it was just easier to not have to tell ponies in the first place.
Finished looking at the paperwork Dawn placed the stack of papers in his saddlebag. He magicked out his book. The cover now read Find Yourself: Turning Your Talents Into a Career. Dawn was engrossed in his book when somepony sat beside him. A familiar feminine voice spoke up from beside him, “Sunshine? I knew it was you.”
Looking up from his book Dawn recognized the unicorn mare. Her pink mane and tail and light cream color coat were not remarkable. But with her teal color eyes and pleasant features she was rather attractive. She smiled pleasantly drawing a bit closer, “I haven’t seen you in ages, how have you been?”
Asta swaked from the seat opposite and eyed the mare with a predatory eye. “Oh, you still have that familiar. Wow, we thought the guard would make you dismiss her when you joined up.” Despite Astas off putting glare she looked at the black bird with a fascination that any graduate of Celestia's school for gifted unicorns would look upon a magical construct birthed from lost nearly forbidden magic.
“Twinkleshine, wow I havent seen you in years. Where are your posse Minuette and Heartstrings usually you guys are inseparable.” Half heartedly Dawn looked around hoping this wouldn’t turn into a class reunion. Twinkle and her crew had been single hoofedly responsible for most of the extra curricular trouble that went on at Celestia’s school. In the never ending quest for fun she would get into all manner of hijinks with the various mares in her clique, often involving one nameless stallion after another getting dragged along, usually trying to hook up with Twinkle. As far as Dawn knew they had never been successful. Twinkle had always taken a Mareiavellian approach to friends and relationships in general. Though she never showed it she always cared more for those who could help her get ahead. And despite Celestia’s school having many prominent stallions from all manner of wealthy and powerful families she had never shown anything more than flirtatious interest.
Twinkle pouted playfully, “Why, am I not good enough for you. Just because we were always together in school does not mean we would not have our own lives now.” She sounded a bit wistful at the end. A moment passed and the melancholic tone in her expression was completely gone. “Heartstrings goes by just Lyra now, and she teaches music to foals and Minuette founded a dental practice in Ponyville. I am actually on my way to see them. My aunt is getting married and wanted me to get some of my friends to help.”
Dawn nodded he had read a few fiction pieces that mentioned them, but decided to hide that bit of info. Weddings seems to be springing up all over these days. With Shining’s wedding coming up it must have got ponies into the mood for marrying.
Dawn and Twinkle caught up with one another. Dawn told her about his experience in the guard leaving out his embarrassing details, but did not fail to mention that he had met with Princess Luna personally. He had told her that he was transferring to Ponyville due to the recent military build up they were in need of experienced leaders. An embellishment but mostly true. Twinkle’s life had been a bit more dull. She was currently apprenticing at the royal observatory. While she tried to make watching a studying stars sound fascinating, Dawn couldn't help notice a hint of annoyance at her current station. Apprentice to the Royal Astronomer was not a glamorous or fulfilling position.
Twinkle gave him a look that sent a shiver down his spine. It was a look she would usually get when she had come up with some plot or another to get something she wanted. He had often seen that look when she was plotting the next big party, or when she learned some weakness of a teacher she wanted to exploit. She moved closer to him her look changing to one of sultry desire.
“So Sunshine, how about you and I get to know one another a little better, like a little date. When we get to town we can act like tourists, you know take in some sights, sample the local flavor, maybe go see Lyra and Minuette together. It would be boring if we did not take advantage of our meeting.” Her sultry expression took on a more contemplative tone. “I was thinking maybe it would be fun if we played pretend, you know act like we are different ponies. Like we could be, art collectors or secret agents.” Twinkle chuckled pausing to judge Dawns reaction.
Dawn knew where this was going, he could read a hint of desperation in her tone. She didn’t want to show her friends that she hadn't done anything in her life. The way she spoke about her friends hinted at a sense of respect and a little jealousy. It was likely that Twinkle felt inadequate next to her friends and hoped that maybe a relationship, even with somepony like him, would be just the boost she needed to clear up her anxiety. Dawn’s feelings were mixed. On one hoof being with a pony like Twinkle would be very stimulating. Despite her flirtatious nature he suspected that sex to her was more of a tool than something she wanted. Not to mention she was really hot. On the other hoof, she was a manipulator. Only out to get what she wanted and not caring about who it hurt. Or at least it had been the case in school. She may have changed in the past six years. His face reflected his thoughts, interest but with shadows of doubt and fear of rejection.
Latching onto the glimmer of hope Twinkle’s words would be well received she pushed on with her plan. “I know, why not a couple? We can be a couple, taking a trip still in the glow of our new relationship. You on leave from the guard, me using some lame excuse of seeing my friends to get some alone time with my new coltfriend.” Her smile seemed hollow and her nervousness spiked as she prepared the bait. “I mean we could even be affectionate towards one another, you know to sell the act, if thats ok with you.” She put her all in there at the end, giving a demure smile, a slight blush, and a hint of a promise of more.
Dawn was at a bit of a loss for words. Even knowing it was nothing more than an act he was seriously tempted. His silence made her more and more visibly nervous. He had to do something, so he spoke without thinking, “I’m sorry,” Her heart broke the look of rejection was painfully obvious. Twinkle nodded turning her head away. “It was a silly idea anyway.”
Dawn’s guilt got the best of him and was about to resolve to see the fake relationship to its bitter conclusion when he had an idea. In a dramatic theater voice, “I am sorry my dearest Twinkle, our love was not to be. Tho ours was a passionate one I fear my dedication to the guard is something I can not set aside. In the months since our first meeting I have hardly been able to drive you from my mind. I have been so consumed with thoughts of you that my Captain has reassigned me to a post far from any needless distractions. I was mortified and would give up my job just to be with you, if not for the dire situation our nation finds itself in. To protect our country, to protect you,” Twinkle was speechless and Dawn moved close placing a hoof on her cheek, “Twinkleshine my dearest love, it is with heavy heart that I say we must part. While I hope that one day we may be together again you must move on with your life.” Dawn dramatically placed the back of his hoof against his forehead. “You must move on find a good stallion who will treat you right, have a large family, for if I do not return it will mean that I did my job, protecting the future.”
At that very moment the train pulled to a stop, Dawn quickly magicked up his bags. “Farewell my love,” Dawn feeling pleased with himself blew a kiss to the dumbfounded mare. Disembarking he trotted off the platform waiting to see her face as she got off. He was a little concerned when the train left with her still aboard. Asta cawed merrily, apparently she had enjoyed the little game just as much as Dawn had.
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Captain Davenport set down the letter from Guard Captain Armor with a sigh, it was a simple enough transfer order but one that promised trouble. Lieutenant Noteworthy sat in one of the two arm chairs available in the unofficial headquarters of Ponyville Reserve Guard. Also known as Quills and Sofas’ back office. “What should we do? The mayor is spreading our unit thin as it is. Rank structure and paygrades are meaningless, and now some hot shot Canterlot officer is being sent here. I doubt he’s coming here just to help us, I think he’s being sent here to ‘fix us’” Noteworthy nodded in agreement, “or he pissed off someone important.”
Davenport sighed again, “Well that might not be so bad. Maybe Canterlot is putting its hoof down and sent us somepony with clout to set the Reserve Guard in order. Well if he’s going to replace me, I can only think its about time. I only went through the officer candidate program to work my way up to supply officer. I think this could be good for us.”
Noteworthy was not so hopeful however, “Its more likely he's Shining Armor’s goon, the Guard Captain has always hated this unit. Ever since our failure at the Summer Sun celebration a year ago things have only gone from bad to worse. I think he’ll be content leave us as is, or he'll make things worse so Captain Armor has no choice but to assign an active guard unit here.” Davenport let the words of his executive officer sink in. “And now we’re supposed to babysit his little sister, who just so happens to stronger than a whole regiment of unicorns by herself. Probably here to make sure none of us stallions are making moves on her. Makes me sick really, mares are free to run around frolicing with each other, while we stallions got to take turns and play nice. Oh but don't let them catch you crying about your station in society, because its not the system thats broken, it's you.” Noteworthy snorted in a huff. His eyes looking off angrily presumably towards town hall.
Davenport cleared his throat, “By the way how is your counseling sessions going. Im going to need you fit for duty here with all the changes.” Noteworthy sighed, “Yeah its ok, Doc says I just need to work on my repressed anger issues and hopefully he won't have to diagnose me with PTSD. The flashbacks and panic attacks seem to be triggered by my repressed anger. Doc is hopeful with few more weeks of therapy and I'll be good as new.” Davenport was less hopeful, the reserve guard had lost quite a few ponies to physiological disorders after the nightmare moon incident and even more after Discords return.
Ponyville seemed to be a nexus of the wacky, worrisome and weird. Ponies needed to be mentally tough to live here. In the coming months the town will either have a new stallion or a new patient for the sanitorium ward of Ponyville Hospital. Davenport had a wicked idea, “Say Noteworthy, of the three companies which do you think our new Lieutenant will help the most.” Noteworthy still a little riled up snorted, “Well Alpha company is the heart of the unit, led by Sergeant MacIntosh Apple his company executive is Corporal Sea Swirl, While a Lieutenant would be a better fit for the position, many prefer Mac’s style of leadership. ‘If’n I havta talk, somthin is wrong’.” Noteworthy said imitating the farm pony’s Appleachian accent. “I agree it would be bad for moral, lets hold off on making changes there just yet.”
Davenport nodded in thought, his plan was coming together. “And Bravo company?” Noteworthy nodded in thought again most of his ire gone, “Well Cloud Kicker’s ghost company is more of a dumping ground for all those who signed up for duty but never show up. Mostly weather ponies which helps give her units inactivity cover. But as you know despite her never showing up for a single muster, Mayor Mare refuses to discharge her, or even change her status to inactive member.” Noteworthy’s ire was up again as he muttered, “Shes probably got Cloud Kickers tongue so far up her plot she can't even see rationally.” Davenport cut in knowing this train of thought would lead nowhere good. “The Mayor and I are in agreement here, Cloud Kicker despite being a member in name only brings a lot to the unit.” Noteworthy a bit grumpy at being chased added a barb, “Yeah money.”
It was true, it seemed like everyone up the chain of command knew Cloud Kicker’s Unit was only active on paper. But command was content to let the politicians play their games. Mayor Mare would petition for a better defence budget, and then reallocate the wages not earned for city works. It was a political shell game but Davenport didn’t have enough political support to reacquire the funds. It didn't help matter that Noteworthy stormed the town council meeting and went off on the injustices of a matriarchal society. He was supposed to have been position for funds for new training equipment. As for the unit it also helped that Bravo company had a proper officer, it helped lend credibility to the unit as a whole.
“Be that as it may,” Davenport continued despite the barbed comment. “Without Bravo company, our whole force is reduced to one company. If our budget was bad as a battalion imagine trying to squeeze bits out of town hall then.” Noteworthy nodded bitterly but said nothing. “Besides, are you going to tell a mare who just lost her mother to some monster attack that she doesn't have the option to come back?” Notworthy’s ears fell flat, in his ire he had forgotten that little detail about her personal life.
"No I think we should leave Bravo company alone as well,” Davenport sighed. “That leaves…” Trailing off Davenport had to suppress a wicked smile. Notworthy didn't notice and forged ahead, “Not Charlie, thats not even a proper company. First if hes not offended that his command is barely a squad, when he meets those rejects he'll be on the first train to Canterlot.” Noteworthy’s brain froze as his own words sunk in. Davenport let his smile show. “Oh Daven, you beautiful bastard.” Davenport suppressed his enthusiasm. “Now Noteworthy all I am doing is offering up a challenge to our new officer, if he can fix one of our biggest problems, as a unit we’ll be better for it. And if he does turn out to be the Captain’s goon well well make him work for the view. But this I know, Charlie company, this unit, this town will chew him up and spit him out.” Noteworthy chucked a bit and Davenport joined in.
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Outside the office in the main floor of quills and sofas a vanilla blond pegasus mare with a teal coat could hear laughing coming from the office behind the counter. The laughter turned dark and sinister. Sassaflash noted the young assistant clerk behind the counter painfully trying to ignore his bosses odd behavior. “Hmm must be monday,” she muttered then turned and continued looking for a new love seat.
Why Losing My Virginity Will Destroy The World Chapter 3 Welcome to Ponyville
Ponyville was everything Dawn had imagined, the friendly atmosphere was a stark contrast to the metropolis that was Canterlot. The uniquely rustic buildings were only off set by the occasional oddly styled or completely unique building. Though there was a sense of freedom to the style of the town Dawn was struck by how ordered it all felt. No two unique building was within so many blocks of each other. As much as Dawn had wanted to spend all day checking out his new town, he had business to take care of. It was partly for that reason he had blown off Twinkleshine.
Asta perched herself on Dawns back preening her feathers playing her role of pet bird. Dawn considered letting her explore the area but he wanted to get settled in before any exploring could be done. As he made his way towards the center of town he considered his mental checklist. First he had to report to town hall, after meeting with the Mayor and filling out his residency paperwork, he would have to find out who and where his new unit’s Commander was. After reporting for duty and getting his assignment, then he would be free to find his new apartment. Looking up at the position of the sun Dawn noted that it was a few hours before noon, assuming none of these tasks to more than an hour a piece he would have a good part of the afternoon to sightsee and get settled in.
Asta perked up looking off towards another part of town, her feathers bristled and she made ready to fly. “What is it?” Dawn asked concerned. A slight ground tremor was Dawns first clue. Taking to the air, Asta flew off leading the way. Dawn pushed magic through his horn manipulating the shadows around him cloaking his body, while the shadow cloak spell did not hide Dawn as effectively as an invisibility spell would have it had various uses. Sounds of fleeing ponies and general chaos let him know he was headed in the right direction. More tremors shook the ground as he could see a large shape towering over the few building that blocked his view. As he made his way between two houses his eyes beheld the source of the panic. Letting out an earth shaking roar, the behemoth turned its wide powerful head.
Standing over thirty hooves high at the shoulder and over a hundred hooves from head to tail this four legged beast was massive. Its greenish brown hide was roughed and wrinkled giving it the appearance of living wood. The beast head was large enough to eat a pony hole, with its wide set beedy eyes and its forward set horns it gave off an air of some monster from Tartarus. Branch like spines all along its back and down its massive tail gave the monster a more tree like appearance. Its tail was just as long as its body at about fifty hooves spines here also giving it the appearance of a tree growing from the rear of the monstrous animal.
As the beast roared its massive maw was visible to all. Its teeth were serrated and rounded still large enough to crush a pony but not quite the teeth of a predator. The behemoth paused and looked about, confusion mixed with rage. Asta landed on a post nearby crying out in her manner. Dawn looked about the remains of the market that the beast had all but decimated. He spotted what Asta had been trying to call his attention too. A red maned filly with a pink bow was cowering within the remains of an overturned apple cart. The beasts foot was close and if it moved closer there was a chance the filly could be crushed. The monstrous foot was like that of a stump with it’s toes burying themselves somewhat into the ground for support.
It was then that a large red earth pony stallion jumped in front of the beast. In a voice of authority he called up to the creature. “Hey big and ugly, you messed with the wrong town.” The beast focused on the fool trying to decide if the small red thing was a threat. The red stallion stuck his head into a bundle that lay across his back pulling from it a large broad claymore. Though he held the oversized sword in his mouth it was obvious that as an earth pony such a weapon would be impossible to wield effectively. The beast seeing the weapon repositioned itself to square off against the threat. While the red pony could hardly hope to pose a threat to the behemoth its instincts told it to wield it primary weapon against the threat, Its forward facing horns. Unfortunately this caused the beasts hind leg to come dangerously close to the filly.
Dawn was just about to jump from the shadows in order to save the filly, but his position was somewhat behind the red stallion and any move on his part could startle the beast. Just the griffon wings fluttered as a brown streak dived and snatched the filly from her spot. The creatures tail suddenly twitched almost slapping the eagle winged creature from the air. But a sudden burst of runic magic and suddenly the griffon blur and the filly were flying in the opposite direction. Swooping around and passing over the red stallion the brown figure called down. “Shes safe sarge, the market is clear!”
“Alright! Now its just us Bugly, lets dance.” Charging forward the red stallion wiped the huge sword around like it was nothing but a dagger. The beast tried to crush him with its face, only succeeding in planting its face in the ground. For all his size and obvious strength the red stallion was also quick on his hooves. As the stallion ran between the beasts legs his sword hacked and slashed trying to open the tough hide in the tree like limbs. The stallion was dismayed to see his weapon had little to no effect.
“Mael, do your thing.” The red stallion called as he continued dodging the beast footfalls. “Ok boss,” called a fat blue unicorn stallion from across the market. Magic formed around the unicorns horn. From what Dawn could sense it was a typical combat spell non typed magic blast, with a moderate damage rating. Or it should have been what was released was a cone of fire what a far larger damage yield that was put into the spell. Half the remains of the market were now on fire. The red stallion did not seem happy that he now had an inferno to contend with now. “Mael!” the red stallion cried out in protest. “Sorry not what I intended sarge!” the portly unicorn apologised.
It was then that the red stallion started to slow, despite having only been in combat for less than a minute he was showing signs of fatigue. Now a dark green blur swooped down striking around the beasts head. “Winded already sarge? No wonder your still a virgin, mares aren't looking for a one minute wonder.” Grumbling to himself the Red stallion made to escape form under the beast. Unable to let the comment go unanswered he retorted, “Well at least I’m not too busy bucking trees to even talk to mares, Shade.” After a few seconds he paused, attempted to make a comment but never got the chance. In that moment the beast sidestepped kicking the red stallion across the market.
The green pegasus looked worried as he saw his superior go flying. The behemoth was now focused the hovering green pony. The pegasus looked relieved when he saw the earth pony rise from the rubble. “Hey sarge I think its time to let Alpha company take it from here.” the green stallion called down to the red one. Dawn noticed out from the eve of a house came a Zebra stallion. He check over the battered red stallion applying some sort of salve. Within moments the red stallion called out, “Over my dead body will I let Big Mac take the glory for this.” The green Stallion only rolled his eyes. The beast seeing the flying pony was out of it’s reach and that the red one had paused its attack, it stumbled around confused, angry, and hurt.
“Mael use your magic, see if you can take it down.” called the red stallion. Nervously the fat unicorn called back, “Ok B..Boss,” Again pushing the same spell through his horn Dawn had expected more fire. What came forth was not fire but lightning. And again it was of a yield far more potent than he had put into it. Baffled but impressed Dawn considered adding his own magic into the effort. But the lightning as the fire had only served to further enrage the beast. Also seeing now that the portly unicorn was the biggest threat the beast turn on the unicorn mage. As the beast turned to face the unfortunate unicorn Its tail removed most of the second story of some ponies house.
Dawn moved quickly the chaos of battle giving him cover. The shadows surrounding Dawn stretched out and wraped around the blue unicorn. Slightly panicked the fat unicorn kicked and screamed as he was pulled into the realm of shadows. Half an instant later the Blue unicorn was standing next to Dawn confused, but safe and unharmed. Wrapping more shadows about himself, Dawn called to the beast, “Hey Hey Heeey!” Pushing more magic into illumination spells combining them with the shadows, mirror images of himself appeared in front of the beast waving about. As one the group moved away from the portly unicorn.
The red stallion from before cried out, “Hey damn fool, get out of there!” The zebra was applying some bandages to the stallion, mumbling trying to hold him back. The beast’s ire still focused on the pudgy unicorn was only slightly distracted by Dawn’s antics. As it began to turn back towards the threat of the fat mage Dawn began to pool dark magic around his horn. Every clone mirrored him as excess shadow magic bled from the corner of his eyes. “Whats the plan anyways,” Dawn called out as he readied to let loose his magic. “We’re gonna take it…” The red stallions words were cut off as the zebra wrapped gauze around his muzzle. The green pegasus called down, “We were only supposed to clear the market, after that lead the beast from the town. Sargent Big Mac has a plan but he needs us to bring the beast there.”
Dawn nodded, the dark magic built up shot from the horn of each of Dawns. The shadow bolt was unlike a typical magic bolt. Typical combat magic uses some form of energy: elemental, raw magic, or even light. When that energy impacts something it expands causing damage to the target. Shadow magic also called dark magic is more subtle, instead of altering the environment it alters the targets sense, feelings and mental states. Like all magic this can be benign or sinister depending on the user and intent. Due to its frequent abuse throughout history dark magic has been a restricted field of study. The shadow bolt instead of causing direct damage it caused physical and emotional pain. Depending on circumstances this could incapacitate almost any foe. Almost, in this current instance it did little but further enrage the beast. It turned it full attention to the group of Dawns.
“Oh crap!” Dawn exclaimed. The beast turned back towards Dawn and gave a loud roar announcing its displeasure with Dawn. The beast’s tail swung around wiping about smashing the roofs of a few more houses before it stomped towards the group of clones, Dawn turned and ran. Dawn noticed a brown blur swoop down in front of the herd of clones. “Hey, follow me.” Dawn noticed that what he had thought was a griffon was not quite. It had large eagle like wings and front talons, as well as a sharp beak. But its hindquarter, barrel, and head was that of a stallion. Dawn could see a cutie mark but couldn't quite make it out. He knew this halfbreed was unusual but couldn't remember the name of the species.
In his thoughts he hadn't noticed that the beast had caught up, it crushed half of his illusory copies with one swipe of it’s head narrowly missing Dawn himself. Down to about six copies he changed their position to place them around him at the extreme ranges of the spell. Knowing that the center of the herd would be a likely target he placed himself somewhere to the fringe right. He wanted to summon more, but maintaining a dual layered spell was tough enough. Adding a third layer like he did with the shadow bolt was complicated enough when standing still. Now that he was running for his life a miscast would cause a cascading failure with possible magical feedback.
As they ran through the streets of town the beast would careen into building after building. Dawn severely hoped that all the ponies had been evacuated. The beast made another attempt to crush the group of Dawns, only able to smash three the group now consisted of three clones and the original. Dawn spread the clones as far apart as possible, position no longer a concern. It now came down to a one in four chance the beast would attack him.
As the griffon/pony lead Dawn to what he hoped was the outskirts of town he noticed several pegasi with large long cloths easily fifty hooves long began to flank the beast. The drapes seemed to make the beast nervous but it did not give up the chase. As the road out of town became clear he now understood what the pegasi were doing. It was then that Dawn noticed a large group of ponies standing to either side of the road. In the middle of the road stood another red pony this one had a candy apple red coat, orange mane and tail, and fierce emerald green eyes.
A tree sized food landed on one of his clones dissipating the magic. The remaining two formed a triangle formation as the beast emerged from the town proper. A shadow fell on Dawn as he realized that the beast was about to step on him. Quickly dismissing the spells he paused only a moment as he pushed more magic into his horn. As quickly and accurately as possible, he weaved the spell matrix together passing into the shadow plane. His haste had cost him though as feedback fed into his horn. Stepping from the shadows near the red stallion, mentally exhausted, physically winded, and suffering from a feedback migraine Dawn couldn't help nod to the stallion. “Nice day for a stroll through town.”
The orange maned stallion cracked half a smile and replied, “Eeyep.” Dawn had to suppress a little cheer in his heart. The large apple farmer had been somewhat of a heroic figure in some of his favorite fictions. Seeing the big red pony in the flesh left Dawn a bit star struck. But a gesture from the apple farmer brought Dawn back to the present. One does not simply ignore Sargent Big Macintosh.
Following where the apple had pointed his hoof Dawn quickly ran to join up with one group of ponies. The beast had only briefly paused when it had lost sight of the group of ponies it had been chasing. It began to meander within the sheets of fabric but now seemed at a loss on what to do. At this point Big Mac let out a loud whistle, gaining the beast’s attention as a lasso landed around one of the beasts horns.
The beast looked down at the red stallion and noticed the rope attached to its horn. Several tons of beast heaved intending to toss the large earth pony only to have the line go taught and the beast head did not budge. In a moment of confusion Big Mac h3aved his end causing the creature to lose its balance ant topple to the ground, its head scaring the pacted earth of the path by a few feet. When it opend its eyes before it stood a paragon of the earth, a male among males. Big Mac's emerald eyes wore a calming expression yet to the beast it was as if this pony was the earth itself. Best not anger the earth least it open and swallow you whole. The eyes of the red pony promised safty in compliance, and even though not a word was spoken an understanding was reached.
Dawn and everyone present watched in awe as the rampaging behemoth was cowed by an earth pony one fiftieth its size. The beast stood up and shaking the dirt from its body, started walking. Big Mac had to trot to maintain a lead but the creature was content to move cautiously. Whispers among the ponies told Dawn that what he had witnessed was something special. As one the procession made its way across the field. After a few minutes the group was on the outskirts of a dark forest. Dawn assumed that this was the infamous Everfree forest, the trepidation on the faces of those around him seemed to confirm that.
Big Mac flipped his neck sending a ripple up the line releasing the beast. Everypony tensed unsure how the beast would react to its freedom. It regarded Big Mac for a few moments , apparently satisfied it waded into the trees. Though it could be heard moving deeper into the forest, it didn't displace any trees. Spotters above describe it like a fish swimming through the trees. And then it was gone.
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Captain Davenport watched the operation unfold from atop the makeshift observation point, the town water tower had been rebuilt again after the fiasco with the rampaging Spike the dragon. The Captain hoofed his binoculars to Mayor Mare beside him. To his left stood lieutenant Noteworthy. Hovering above them all Shade had paused in awe of alpha companies commander. Shady Grove was technically a member of charlie company, but his expertise regarding the wilds of the Everfree were necessary for this meeting.
"As you saw the Behemoth despite being big it’s relatively harmless, as long as it's not provoked. Its fear of open spaces here was used to our advantage and thanks to Big Mac’s impressive display of cowpony skill we were able to calm it enough to lead it back into the Everfree." Shade summarized his debriefing not seeing a need to exacerbate his Sergeant's blunder.
Mayor Mare nodded, years of experience dealing with crisis and damage control in the political arena helped her map out how she would proceed. "My dear Captain, I’m so glad your fine and capable ponies were able to handle the situation so admirably. Though the market did suffer some incidental damage I’m just glad no pony was seriously hurt.” Casting a glance toward the smouldering remains of the market she sighed. Turning to Captain Davenport she probed for info she would need, “But I must ask how could this happen?”
Captain Davenport looked up towards Private Shady Grove, “Private Grove spotted the beast yesterday near the edge of the forest. It was unlikely it would leave the forest since its natural instinct was to stay in cover.” Shade noded in confirmation at the Captain’s words. “He reported the sighting and gave a report on suggested countermeasures in the event of an incursion. I had only read through the report an hour prior to the event and this was the result. According to the Private’s report this incursion should have been extremely unlikely but here we find his caution and forethought has been paid back in dividends.”
The Mayor nodded solemnly, “Indeed how commendable Private Grove, your service to our fine community is a boon to us all.” Shade sighed at all the fake sounding words. Davenport was trying to be sincere not one for playing politics, but the Mayor couldn't help talking like it was days away from the next election. The Mayor continued unfazed by the privates growing irritation, “However this brings me back to the point, how did this beast get into my town.” Her usual jovial tone was gone, replaced with one of authority and displeasure at some assumed failing that would be named when she had her answers.
Shade spoke up knowing the Captain would only bury himself trying to spin it, “A behemoth like this wouldn't leave the cover of the forest for just anything. Its instincts are so strong some have been seen braving forest fires rather than chance open ground at night. It would have to be something really nasty. While an ursa major could take on one, behemoths are way better at traveling through dense forest than an ursa. A behemoth could easily outmaneuver and flee a solitary hunter like an ursa. Now lupus major could threaten a behemoth, though they are rarer than ursas, lupus hunt in packs like the more common timber wolves. Theoretically a pack of lupus could have done this but there would be signs of it. Claw and bite marks on the beast, sounds of them hunting at night, and hordes of fleeing manticore and other predators.”
Lieutenant Noteworthy spoke up, “What about timberwolves, I've seen ‘um like reform themselves into giant wolves using the wood around them.” Shade tried to suppress a chuckle much to the Lieutenant's displeasure. “Sorry sir, but Behemoths aren't normally predators. But since they eat trees like a cow eats grass or shrubs, timberwolves consider them to be a predator species. On a lighter note our timberwolf population seems to be hiding.”
Noteworthy rolled his eyes but smiled a bit as the Mayor and the Captain chuckled at the good news. The Mayor spoke up, “Well this still doesn't answer my question, if it wasn't any of those. What was it?” a hint of ire in the question let them know her patients was wearing thin. The Captain spoke up this time, “I think what the Private is trying to say is we don't know, but whatever it is it’s worse than what it isn’t.”
A long pause as the words hit home. Shade himself had been suggesting this fact but the manner in which the captain framed it made him realize how bad this could be. Shaking off the heavy feeling Shade tried to deflect the seriousness, “Or maybe it just got a hankering for some sweet apple acres trees and got lost, its a good thing too that beast could have cleared an entire field in a day. Well whatever it was i'll keep a lookout for clues, I’m sure whatever it was it had to be big. And if its big enough to scare a behemoth it'll leave some clues.” The Mayor and officer ponies seemed to relax a bit at Sade’s levity and reassuring words.
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Captain Davenport saw that the unit was forming up in the south field, and dismissed Private Shade to join his fellows. He then turned to the Mayor and gestured for her to descend the makeshift observation platform first. Accepting the captains chivalry she did so and brought up another matter that interested her. “So who was that unicorn stallion that lead the beast from town. I know Sargent Mar.. Maximum was supposed to handle it but after that nasty hit,” her smile belied the false concern for the fallen sergeant and his ill attempt at seeking glory.
Captain Davenport sighed as he and lieutenant Noteworthy joined her on the ground. He was hoping that somehow he could just wash his hooves of charlie company. Then he remembered the new lieutenant, realizing who the potential new hero was Davenport decided to push his idea. “Yes Mayor I believe that was the new Lieutenant. He must have just arrived and heard the commotion. It was good he was there to lend his skills and expertise to charlie company. They are woefully understaffed and in desperate need of good leadership.” The mayor noded, “I’m inclined to agree, the current commander was less than ideal. But being the only other pony that underwent full guard training Sargent Maximum was your only choice was he not?” Davenport drooped his head but agreed, “He has promise as a soldier but lacks the leadership needed to command. He’s brash and prideful and usually his actions put his own safety at risk. I would want to see if new lieutenant could rein him in a bit.”
The Mayor gave a knowing look at the Captain, “I take it that doing so could upset our newest resident?” Davenport noded and added, “While by right he would be entitled to take command of alpha company I wish there was some way he could be assigned to where he is more sorely needed. It breaks my heart knowing that all my ponies in alpha will be upset at the demotion of their beloved leader and now town hero Big Mac.”
The Mayor gave him a snicker, "Don't go overselling it, getting a potential rival out of the way is not an easy thing." The Mayor advised. Davenport was a bit flustered, "That's not the reason," But Mayor Mare cut off his excuse, "The reason doesn't matter all that much. All you have to do is put a little spin on it.” The older mare smiled knowingly, “If he makes a fuss just explain it to him. Rather than the easy road of taking charge of the well oiled company that another stallion has grown and cultivated into what it is, he has charge of one of the worst units in all of Equestria. One that has all the makings of an elite force but is simply lacking leadership.” Davenport was slightly awed, everything she said was technically true but deceptively enticing. “And if he still doesn't seem happy about it send him to me.” Davenport felt a thrill down his spine, with the Mayor’s support things were looking up.
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The after action muster was boring as usual. Captain Davenport, Lieutenant Noteworthy, and Mayor Mare crawled from their hiding spots just so they could take the credit for all their hard work. Maximum Crimson tuned out the speeches knowing that despite his efforts he would be blamed for the mess in the market. Keeping his bering Max scanned his ‘company’ with his eyes. Four ponies and a sergeant was not a company. The Mayor and Captain Davenport had insisted that these ponies were elite but Max just couldn't see it.
At the end of the squad of ponies stood their unicorn mage, Maelstrom. The fat stallion had a blue coat and white mane and tail, but what made him unique was the fact that he was a Discorded pony. Mael had been born Otto Tune, a snobby rich unicorn musician from Manehatten. During the return of Discord, Otto had been summoned to play some chaotic music for the mad god. Discord hated the performance so much, he used a powerful curse that twisted Otto’s talent into something called wild magic. Along with the talent swap, having his personality adjusted had apparently made him realized how bad of a pony he had been, and vowed that he would never return to the pony he was. When the elements of harmony had defeated Discord Otto was happy to find the change were there to stay. After almost an entire year of research and study with the canterlot eggheads, apparently the only work he is suited for is battlemage out in the middle of nowhere. But a mage who can’t control his magic is dangerous. And as much as Max liked the young stallion, he was a pain in the flank. The smell of burnt coat and mane made Max’s nose twitch.
Next in line was a zebra stallion. Zenith Nadir at first glance looked every part a tribal pony.The typical zebra stripes, alternating black and white stripes in his mane and brushy tail at the end of the typical zebras long doc. On his flank was the zebra’s mark, the medical symbol of the winged staff with the two intertwined snakes meeting nose to nose right below the wings. Instead of the typical zebra jewelry Zenith wore a simple arm bad with a red cross signifying that he was a guard doctor. Zenith had developed an aloof and slightly condescending Discord may care attitude. His terrible bedside manner aside, he was a competent medical doctor. And despite the stigma he faced as a zebra doctor, he was openly optimistic and slow to anger. A good doctor he may be but hardly elite.
Next to the Zebra was another odd sight, Gordon Raven was a strange creature. He was half griffon and half pony. Hippogriff is the correct term for the half breed. His fore legs and claws, wings, tail and beak were all that of a griffon. While his face, ears, cutie mark, hind legs and hooves, of a stallion. Instead of a hair on top of his head feathers lay between his pony ears and down his back. The tips of his feathers were tinged red while the overall color was a dark brown with white spots. And typical of griffons he sported a golden brown coat with a slightly red tinged brown brush of a tail. His cutie mark was a magic symbol with griffonic runes etched throughout. After finding his special talent was in runecraft, which was unusual for a non unicorn, Gordon was recruited by the guard as a runesmith. From what Max understood runes were magic symbols that could affect things like unicorn magic did, or be used to enchant equipment. But they were missing the magical energy necessary to do the effect. While Gordon was unique without runes prepared ahead of time he was at best a decent flyer since his griffon wings made him clumsier and less maneuverable than a pegasus.
Finally at the head of the squad was Max’s good friend Shade. Shady Grove had grown up with Max in the mountain town of Fort Redwood. Shade was a dark green pegasi with a black mane and tail. His cutie mark was a copse of trees around a small lake casting a shadow. Shade was technically the company's executive but his role was more like a scout. Shade had a knack for covering the group from the shadows. Shade’s family are the wardens of the mountain, protecting the balance between, weather, wildlife, and pony. He had translated those skills to the Everfree. If anypony was elite in this company it was him.
Max felt a pang of homesickness, the Fort had such a colorful history. Back way before the Lunar Rebellion the Fort was a Pegasi stronghold. Originally the Fort had been built as a stronghold for the bandit lord Sky Cutter. Since the Lord Sky Cutter liked to take non pegasi as consorts, he built his fortress high in the trees primarily out of wood and other material so that his ‘guests’ didn’t need special equipment. Even if the non pegasi could escape down to the ground the Redwood mountain was a dangerously hostile place. But as the Pegasi became more militaristic the Fort became a true outpost. Intended to stage forces against potential incursion from the southern border.
Nowadays the Redwood Mountain is a tamer safer place, with each race working together to keep it so. Max’s own father Mountain Apple had moved there take advantage of the high altitude and warm climate to grow the fruit of his name sake. His mother's family had not been welcoming to the Apple farmer. And had dad not joined the Cherry clan when he married mom, he had always speculated that they would have never found his body.
Max noticed that things were wrapping up, somepony mentioned a get together at Sweet Apple Acres. As the command was given he dismissed charlie company. Max didn't feel like talking to anyone about his little attempt at glory seeking. It had been mostly harmless, no pony was hurt and the beast was dealt with. He would slink off home, sleep a few hour then get up and go to work. Barnyard Bargains would receive a train load of new product that would be needed to be shelved.
Taking another sniff of the odor coming off his body he realized he would need to get cleaned up also. His dark cherry red coat was singed in a few spots. Luckily his solid black mane and tail would hide any burn marks, all he would have to do is even out the burned parts and shampoo the smokey smell out and no one will notice. Max checked his cutiemarks just to make sure no damage had been done, his entire flank on the left side hurt and was sensitive to the touch. His mark, his pride looked back almost pristine. It was three blades crossed, one was a glaive laying diagonally with its blade pointed down to the left, diagonally crossing it was a sword similar in design to his claymore blade pointed down to the right, and over the center of both was a chefs knife blade pointed down with its edge to the right. It represented his talent for using blades. He could use any blade even the Magesaber which was represented on his cutiemark. The Magesaber was traditionally used by unicorns since it was unwieldy when used by mouth. Not a practical weapon either since unicorns could use smaller lighter weapons more effectively, but his size and strength made it a devastating weapon. As Max approached the town proper he saw a red blur galloping towards him.
Max was only a block away from his door when a familiar voice called out, “Sargent Maraschino Cherry!” Big Mac called out to the brick red earth pony. The Apple farmer had fury written all over his face, Max had been expecting this but was still offended at the use of his birth name “Big Mac you know my name is no long...” Max was cut off when Big Mac redoubled his assault, “What in Tartarus were yah thinkin. Applebloom was in there, she coulda been crushed.” Max countered quickly, “But she wasn’t, I had faith my guys could get to her. I just needed to keep the beast’s eyes on me.” Big Mac was only a few inches taller than Max but he used every inch to his advantage. Peering down at Max he spoke in a low even tone, “And I’m forever grateful. But your recklessness out there coulda got yourself or somepony hurt.” Big Mac was pointing a hoof accusingly at Max’s chest. “There was a plan and if’n you just stuck tah it maybe we coulda saved half the market.” Max threw up his hooved in exasperation, “There it is. This isn't about Applebloom, is it Big Mac? Just because I wanted to try see if my team could do the job ourselves, I’m reckless. What about you? You take the thing on by yourself, show off to the whole town. But no I’m the screw up I can’t fight monsters with out my cousin holding my hoof.”
Big Mac’s color was far deeper red than usual, and his fury was slightly tainted with embarrassment. “Look Max, I ain't no showoff. I was just doin what I had tah. It ain’t about whos bigger or stronger but who can get the job done. But why did yah think yah had tah do it all on your own? It was Shade’s bukin plan for Celestia’s sake. I think your team more than proved itself out there.”
Max was shaken a bit by this, it was true despite his attempt at glory seeking his team had performed awesomely. Was he the one who didn't belong? Max’s buried his reflections with anger, “Maybe I just figured since my talent is related to battle I should be the better soldier between us. Anything you could do as a leader I should be able to do it better. I bet you're just scared that I'll take your place.” Big Mac snorted, “Yah want my job! Yah can have it! I only signed up ‘caus a you. Yah come tah town with delusions oh grandeur wanttin tah rekindle our Pa’s glory days. Well here it is, I hope its everything yah always wanted.”
Mac was right, He never wanted this, it was the town militia that took his Mother and Father. No it was the monster that killed them, Max had to reminded himself. The monster that would of killed Mac and his siblings. But Mac was only doing this for them, not for glory or recognition. Max realizing his pettiness hung his head, he spoke in an almost pleading manner “No no, Mac I’m sorry. You're right I shouldn't trying to compete with you. Seeing you do so well rallying alpha company, seeing how much they respect you. I guess I felt jealous.”
Big Mac was calming down, he no longer seemed ready to attack. The red apple farmer sighed, “Max, all that stuff ain’t ‘bout bein’ a good soldier. But your problem is a lot simpler. Yah need tah figure out who yah are. ‘Cause who ever that was out there twernt you.”
Max shook his head not sure how to take the wisdom of his cousin. Max had spent his whole life running from who he was. Maraschino Cherry, Cherry Boy, Little Cherry, everything about his past self ticked him off. So he reinvented himself, Maximum Crimson was a hardened soldier. A cold warrior who would do anything for victory. The words of his mentor Iron Will still rang true in his heart. ‘Want something that you lack, go in and take it BACK!’ It was a metaphor for his life. Max had been lacking, his destiny set. So he searched inside himself and is pushing to change his destiny, to take it back, master his own fate.
“Don’t be late tah the party. Yah better show your face.” Big Mac added interrupting the awkward pause. Having said his peace the farmer turned and started on his way. Apparently Max was not going to be able to skip out. “Ok Mac, but I have work tonight so ill just pop in say hi, grab some food, and head out, ok?” Mac looked back and nodded, “Eyep. See ya cuz.” Max sighed as he entered his house. “So much for a nap,” he muttered to himself.