When a pony casts a spell to escape from pursuers, they find themself in an entirely new world. There are some differences between the world around and the old world but will they choose to accept the ponies with them or drown in the past?
When a pony casts a spell to escape from pursuers, they find themself in an entirely new world. There are some differences between the world around and the old world but will they choose to accept the ponies with them or drown in the past?
(This is set after last episode of 3rd season) [Alicorn Twilight]
Depending on how I let the story develop there may or may not be clop in later chapters, if this happens I will create a new story and separate them out.
The smell of blood and decay infiltrated his nose and caused his head to reel in disgust. He could hear them behind him, tracking him by the drops of blood that dripped out from his punctured armor. His breaths came in more and more ragged gulps as he wore himself out running from his relentless pursuers. He glanced into the darkness behind him expecting to see a sharp row of teeth coming at him but every time he did this, the result was the same. There was no sign that they were there other than the distant howls and screeches of Drakkon hunters.
He wiped his exposed muzzle with a bloodied hoof, which only served to make it worse. He paused his gallop to rest and sat on the husk of a destroyed troop transport.
He quickly ran through his options. Spells and curses were out of the question, seeing that in his weakened state a single spell could cause him to pass out which would leave the claws and teeth of his hunters to do their dirty work unopposed. His ammunition was limited and judging by the howls he could hear there were many more than he could fight. He could turn back and try his luck at hoof to claw fighting but his enemy beat him in both numbers and size.
As he mulled through possibilities in his head, the thought struck him. Long-Distance teleportation was extremely tiring but he could open a wormhole and jump through before he passed out. The portal would carry his body and deposit it in a random location, hopefully planet side.
As he made up his mind and prepared to leave he heard a scratching sound. He listened and a scary thought struck him, the howling had stopped. He leapt to his hooves and turned on his helmet floodlights.
The pony that said that you should never run from a predator obviously didn't have 17 large, bloodthirsty, gore covered Drakkon hunters poised to strike staring him in the face. The warrior gulped audibly and began to slowly back away. The creatures followed him at a slow steady pace and split into two groups. One headed to his right the other to his left.
He rapidly swung his head back and forth, flooding one group then the other in bright lights. They began to split farther and farther apart until they were on his sides flanking him. He swung his light to the group on his left to see that they had stopped. He flung his head to the right just in time to see a row of teeth reaching for his neck.
His prey instincts took over as he jumped back from his attacker. He whipped around and took off running, adrenaline overriding his injuries as self-preservation took precedence over common sense.
He could hear them growling right behind him, snapping at his tail. After a few seconds of this his mind took back the reins as he continued to flee the hunters. His hope dwindled as the adrenaline began to wear off and exhaustion set in. If he was going to cast the wormhole spell he needed to do it now.
He brought up the spell and casted it several hundred feet in front of him. He increased his pace and charged at breakneck speed toward the portal. He was fifty yards from it when a claw jabbed into his back leg. He cried out but continued to charge toward his goal.
He was twenty feet from the portal when another claw reached out and punctured into his flank. He gave a huge battle cry and dove through the portal sealing it as he went through. Bright colors and lights bombarded his vision as he felt himself being transported at unimaginable speeds toward an unknown destination.
As the tunnel vision began to fade and he felt himself slowing down, he prepared himself for whatever dangers awaited him on the other side of the portal. A bright white light flooded his vision as the wormhole deposited him into an unknown world.
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Applejack had never been a morning type of pony. Sure, she lived on a farm and waking up at the crack of dawn was how she started most days, but that didn't mean she had to like it.
Today was no exception to the norm. She woke up, fed the animals before feeding herself, woke up her sister for school, kicked Big Mac out of bed, and prepared to go into town. Even though she never wore makeup or any hair products, she still had to look presentable. As she began to tie up her mane and tail to their usual fashion she went over her mental checklist for the day.
She needed to go into town to work the store until lunchtime when Big Mac would take over. After lunch she had six dozen trees that needed to be bucked and their apples collected. Then at four she had to walk Applebloom home from school.
"So much to do today" she muttered to herself as she finished cleaning up "I best be going so ah ain't late to work". She grabbed a fresh load of apples from the barn, loaded them into the cart, and headed towards town with the cart in tow.
She hummed a jaunty tune as she trotted through the orchard. The smell of spring and the warm breeze blowing through her fur made her smile. She exited the orchard and made her way through the hills on the dirt path.
As she neared the bridge into town a pink blur raced up and have her a flying tackle/hug, almost tipping the farm pony over. As she recovered from the sudden attack, Pinkie leapt off of her and gave one of her large smiles that seemed physically impossible.
"Hey AJ!" She said excitedly " how're ya doin'?".
"Ah'm doing fine" the orange mare chuckled "how 'bout yerself Pinkie?". She continued into town with the pink pony bouncing next to her.
"I'm doing great," Pinkie responded with an extra large bounce "today feels like a pink day which is a good thing because it means that it will be sunny all day long unless Dashie thinks it would be funny to douse someone with a storm cloud but then it would be more of a light purple type of day but maybe it would be kinda bluish if that happened or something like that or it could also be..." She paused her rambling as if to listen to something.
Applejack looked at her and raised an eyebrow, "somethin' bugging ya Pinkie?" she asked. Pinkie began to shake her head when suddenly her back left hoof began to tap the ground. She gasped and looked at Applejack, "I gotta go!" she said and shot away down the road.
AJ shook her head and walked the rest of the way to her store unhindered. She set the fresh apples in their designated location and flipped her open sign over to show that she was ready for business.
As usual the business was pretty slow to begin with but as more ponies began to wake up and go about their daily chores she sold more and more apples. She looked at a nearby clock to check the time it read nine o'clock. A sigh escaped her lips as she went over her mental checklist again. So much to do and in so little time.
At about nine thirty her stock of apples had decreased from fifty to less than twenty. She made a mental note to bring more apples tomorrow.
The clock struck ten and she got up from her chair to stretch her legs. A quick glance at the town square told her that the morning rush had ended and she could relax a little bit. Her business neighbor Rose was preening her flowers when AJ walked over.
"Heya Rose" she said in her southern drawl "how's business been treatin' ya?"
Rose looked up from her flowers and smiled "pretty good Applejack" she set her clippers down and stepped around the counter to talk with the farm pony. "I just got in some new seeds from the crystal empire that I planted yesterday" she smiled happily "I can't wait until they bloom, they are such pretty flowers and I'll be the only one in Ponyville who sells them!" She rubbed her hooves together and her grin turned maniacal "ponies will come crawling to me just to get a glimpse of one!"
AJ smiled at her friends zealous behavior, Rose always had some sort of odd or rare plant that she was sure would 'make her millions', of course it never did but she always tried again and again. She was entertaining the thought of helping her find new plants to try when a loud crackling noise came from behind her.
She turned to see a bright orb of light crackling about four feet off the ground. It was crackling and arcing to the ground as if it were a storm cloud spitting lightning. She was about to make a comment to Rose when it suddenly expanded and shot a metallic object out of it.
The object went skidding across the square making sparks along the stones until it came to a rest near Applejack's stand. She approached it and it sprang up to its hooves yelling something she couldn't understand. "Ák'un ke ana!"
She looked at it and saw that it was a pony that seemed to be wearing full body armor. The only exposed things were his muzzle, his horn, and his tail. Her eyes widened as she saw blood oozing from a wound in his flank. She looked over his whole body and found many more wounds like it.
He stopped shouting as he saw her looking at him and he began to limp toward her. She backed away and he stopped. "Kam le xon" he said softly “akk be us kyfer". He looked at her expecting an answer then frowned when none came. He opened his mouth to speak again but closed it immediately. He groaned and looked back at his battered body.
He returned his gaze to Applejack and began to slowly sway back and forth. He put a hoof forward, gasped, then fell to the ground still as a stone.
When Applejack regained her senses she found a bleeding pony on the verge of death in front of her. She galloped over to where he laid and looked at his wounds. They were each about two inches wide and went deep into the flesh. Not knowing what to do she made the only call she could.
"Somepony run and get Twilight!"
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Twilight dashed onto the scene as fast as ponily possible. She had been reading like usual when Rose dashed into the library babbling something about a dying pony. Twilight immediately jumped to her hooves and galloped out the door almost bowling Rose over.
She stood over the injured pony and looked over his wounds. She cringed at the stench of it but steeled herself and began to slowly heal each one. It was a slow and grueling process but she eventually closed each wound small enough so that they could be healed naturally. She slumped to her haunches after an hour and a half of this and sat there panting.
She began to look over the rest of his body and noticed several things about him. He seemed smaller than the average stallion, perhaps he was younger or maybe that is how all the ponies on his planet were. She prodded his exposed muzzle and noticed a slight bump in his upper jaw. When she opened his mouth she saw two fangs just behind his front teeth, much like a changeling.
Across his muzzle were many stains that looked like blood and she shuddered. Perhaps this creature was a carnivore, despite its pony-like figure. His fur was jet black in color and his tail matched its color. His armor was also covered in blood but most of that was probably his own.
She finished her inspection and got up to go talk with her friends. Applejack and Rarity were encircling the area to keep ponies from getting too close to the alien. She motioned them over and told them to have a seat.
“I’ve sealed his wounds as best I can,” she said with a sigh “unfortunately there will be scars left behind but he will live”. She paused a moment to let her words sink in “even though I’ve stopped the bleeding and healed him up his body will still need to recover”. She looked up at her friends and frowned “we will have to make sure he is accommodated but we can’t allow him to leave our sight until we know he is safe”. She told them about the blood on his muzzle and his fangs.
“Where d’ya think we can put him Twi?” Applejack said, “We can’t just leave him somewhere in case he is dangerous”.
Rarity nodded in agreement “If that thing can hurt ponies we don’t want it being out where it can get to them”. She frowned in thought “where can we put it where it will be contained?” she looked to Twilight for answers.
Twilight thought about it then came to a conclusion “I can keep him in my downstairs lab and observe him from the safe room” her friends looked up in surprise at this revelation.
“What if he tries to hurt you?” Rarity asked with concern and Applejack nodded in agreement.
Twilight smiled grimly “if worse comes to worse I can always put him in a temporary coma” she shook her head “I hope it doesn’t though.”
The three friends went back to the alien and Twilight lifted him with her magic. Her friends escorted her back to her library and helped prepare the lab to accommodate the creature. They moved all of the equipment that they could out of the room, put a cot in its center, and set him on it.
They walked out of the lab and locked its door from the outside, trapping him in the room. They headed into the room next to it and looked through the one-way mirror into the room. The alien seemed to be comfortable and they let him be. Twilight cast a spell that would inform her when he woke up and they went upstairs.
After saying goodbye and telling her to simply holler if she needed help, her friends left the library to go home for the day. Twilight looked at the clock on the wall and sighed it was only eight o’clock. She headed to her shelves, pulled some books off the shelves and waited for her unexpected guest to wake.
He came awake with a start sat up in the cot. He frantically looked around at his surroundings, when he didn’t recognize a single thing he began to panic. He scrambled out of bed and promptly fell to his face. A groan escaped his lips as he realized just how sore his body was.
He rolled onto his back and began to put pressure on certain parts of his armor in a sequenced fashion. After a few seconds the front popped open and he slid out of the heavy suit. Underneath his armor he wore a white and silver jumpsuit that had lights that ran from his flank to his neck.
With slightly shaking legs he got to his hooves and looked over his body. The wounds that he had received were still there but they seemed to have been healed. After checking himself over he began to look at his surroundings. There were several tables and chairs spread around haphazardly. The walls were made of dirt with wooden reinforcements to keep the structure intact.
As he looked around, he took note that there were no windows and only one door. He limped over to the door and tried to open it, it was locked. He returned to his cot and sat back on his haunches. Whatever had healed him no doubt had him locked in and was probably watching him.
He walked over to his armor and popped off of the visor. He put them to his eyes and turned on the heat-detecting mode. As he spun in a circle he saw a pony like shape sitting behind the wall adjacent to him. He smiled and walked over to the area where it was. He began to tap along the walls, looking for a soft spot or a hidden switch. When he found none, he simply sat acing the wall and stared at it.
After a few minutes the door handle began to turn quietly, as if not to let him hear it. He shot upright, ears flicking madly, and scrambled over to his armor. He popped out a side door, grabbed a small cylindrical item out of it, and hid behind the suit for cover.
The door opened slowly, allowing a small sliver of light to be cast across the room. A shadow interrupted the light as the creature looked into the room. He could feel his heart beating madly as the door opened even further and it entered the room.
It came in cautiously at first, constantly stopping, but eventually fully entered the chamber. He began to lift his head a couple inches off the floor to get a peek at his captor when suddenly bright lights came on and momentarily blinded him. He shot to his hooves and began to point the item he had grabbed at the intruder.
When his vision normalized he found a tall purple mare staring back at him. Intrigued he began to lower the item but raised it again when she began to walk towards him. She stopped and sat on the ground then cocked her head to one side.
“Who are you?” she asked in a strange language “What are you called?”
He looked at her and shook his head “I don’t understand your language”. He sat on the ground, mimicking her pose “do you know any others?”
She shook her head as well “I don’t understand your language” she sighed. She got up and turned to leave.
“Wait!” he said hurriedly “don’t go, maybe we can figure something out”. She turned back to him and muttered in her strange tongue. Eventually she sat down and began to make motions at him. He watched her and began to understand what she was trying to do.
She pointed to herself and said, “my name is Twilight Sparkle” she motioned to him and looked at him expectantly.
He took a wild guess and said, “I am Pr… um Fang”. He looked at her to see if she had caught his hesitation, when he found none he relaxed and motioned to his horn then to hers.
She looked up at her horn and back to him “what about my horn?” she asked him. He moved closer to her and again touched his horn and pointed to hers. She frowned “you want us to touch horns?” she emphasized this by pointing to her horn with one of her hooves, pointing to his with the other, then bringing her hooves together.
He nodded and began to move closer to her she backed away and he stopped. He reached his neck out as far as it would go and waited for her to join him. She hesitated, but eventually went to sit across from him. He looked up at her from his stretched position and nodded for her to complete the distance. She stared then slowly moved her horn over to his. He waited patiently, not wanting to scare or force her into it and eventually she closed the small gap in between their horns.
Almost immediately, information flooded both of their minds causing them to reel slightly. He began to sort through information until he found the thing he was looking for. He closed his eyes in concentration as he began to relay information formed as words and sentences into her brain.
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“Hello” said a voice in her brain “how are you?” she gasped and looked at him in shock. His eyes were closed and sweat was beginning to saturate his face. “I cannot sustain this mind-meld for long so sit back and listen for a minute”.
He gasped from the effort and tightened his eyes in concentration. “As you probably know, I am not from your world. I came from a dying planet on a last hope wormhole spell that brought me here. I assure you that I will be of no harm to your subjects and will try my best to learn your language.” His legs gave out and he slumped to a lying position, gulping air.
She looked at him with wide eyes and began to move toward him but he waved her away. He crawled over to his cot and pulled himself into it. Within seconds he had passed out completely. She trotted over to him to make sure he was okay. His body was glistening with sweat and his heartbeat could be heard from several feet away.
She sat and stared at him as she tried to process what he had just said, or rather, thought to her. He had called them her subjects, which meant that in his world alicorns held power as well. She got up and trotted out of the room, closing the door behind her. She had a lot to think about, and she needed ponies to think with.
She went upstairs and called spike to her. She instructed him to go and gather her friends and bring them to the library. With a salute he dashed out of the library as fast as his little legs would take him.
She frowned in thought as she watched him go, just what exactly made him want to leave his planet so hastily? What had caused those wounds? What exactly did he mean by ‘a dying world’? She filled her head with questions and tried to connect the dots as she waited for her friends to arrive.
Darkness of night. Sneaking, avoiding the enemy hunting packs. One target, one order. Search and destroy.
Sweat saturated his body as he crawled with his team through a narrow passage in a partially collapsed tunnel system. A visor assisted his vision, turning everything a light shade of green in exchange for sight in the oppressive darkness.
He came to a stop and waved his hoof in signal for his team to do the same. He lifted the visor from his face to reveal a pair of glossy red eyes behind them. He looked up through a gap in the pipe to see brief flashes of distant light. The deep throated rumble of artillery reverberated in his chest and he could hear the higher pitched crackle of discharging mana rifles in the distance.
He moved onward, placing the visor back over his eyes, and descended further into the darkness. Nothing but the soft click of hooves on the metal and the quiet breaths of the soldiers could be heard in the passage. As time passed and the team continued further down the tunnel, it began to widen out and small trickles of water began to be heard as they neared their destination.
After about twenty minutes the small group came to a split in the road. The leader looked back to the rest of his team and pointed down the tunnel to their right. They began to slowly shuffle down the passage, attempting to remain as quiet as possible. They soon came to an abrupt end in the pipe as it transferred onto a mossy stone ledge.
Here the leader motioned to his group. He leaned in and whispered a few quiet orders. The rest nodded and slid the automatic rifles off their backs and began to form a perimeter along the ledge. Once they were in place, he detached a case off of his armor and opened it. With a burst of telekinesis he lifted the several items out of their padded spots and began to assemble them.
After a few seconds of this he had a tubular object that was longer than he was. On it was one of the finest scopes in the world, no expense was spared for his mission. He took a slender box full of dangerous mana crystals and slid it into the bottom of his weapon and slid the huge bolt back until it made a satisfying chunk and pushed it back into place at the side of the rifle.
He then began to walk toward the edge of the cliff until it opened up into one of the largest caverns he had ever seen. With his goggles he saw thousands if not millions of Drakkon forces gathered around the center of this immense makeshift amphitheater. He smiled grimly as a highly decorated Drakkon stepped onto a raised platform in the center of the gathering.
A huge cheer rang out as he raised his arms into the air. The crowd began a steady chant as he spun around and reveled in the attention. He waved his arms, quieting the crowd and began to speak in a passionate, dedicated tone that incurred many short cheers and cries from his audience. He finished speaking for a second and smiled at his adoring fans.
This smile remained on his face even as his body hit the floor cold.
A cry of confusion was raised from the audience as their hero hit the stage. As soon as several went up onto the stage and raised the alarm, shots began to be fired on the location that the round had come from as few had seen where. When they did this, more and more of the army began to fire upon the location until the whole cliff was aflame with mana fire.
The assassins however were long gone. As soon as the killing shot had been fired they hightailed it back to the tunnel and began galloping as fast as they could. No longer caring about stealth, they activated their thrusters and used them to assist their running. After a few seconds, screeches and howls of angry Drakkons were heard behind the team.
The group continued at the fastest pace possible but their pursuers were catching up. With a quick glance to his HUD, the leader saw that they had over 2 miles still left to go. He looked around with surreal calmness for an exit out of the system. A few minutes of examination and he abruptly stopped his team with a point upward and a signal to follow. He flicked his thrusters and shot upward toward the ceiling. As he predicted, he smashed right through the rust weakened pipe out into a marshy no mans land.
Shells exploded all around him as he assessed where on the front they were. As he did this his team joined him on the surface. As they crawled out of the pipe, the screams from the Drakkons could be heard getting louder and rising above the cacophony of shelling.
When his team was fully extracted, they began to gallop at breakneck pace toward their side of the front. A glance over his shoulder and he could see the creatures pouring out of the tube in an angry, bloodthirsty mass. He urged on his comrades and pushed the pace ever faster toward the large walls and mounted artillery of their last defensive stronghold.
When they got in range, the cannons began to fire at the angry mob behind the team. They fell by the hundreds and yet continued to surge toward the small group responsible for their leaders death. The assassins reached the wall and immediately began to scale it as fast as they could. A few seconds later, the mass of enemies hit the wall with such a force that it actually shook.
Warriors appeared over the edge of the wall and began to throw incendiary grenades over the edge. As the area below them exploded into a hot, napalm-filled area, some of the climbing team lost their hoof holds and slipped back down toward the fury of the Drakkon army. They were quickly lost in the chaos.
A few seconds later, the rest of the team and their leader crawled up over the wall and sat on the battlements gasping for air. Their leader walked through the team, assessing losses and nodding to the ones that were still with him. As he walked past the last of his squad a troop carrier came out of the smoke and steadied itself by the wall. The team filed into the transport followed by their leader. He cast a grim last look on the massacre that was taking place at the bottom of the wall and cast a sigh as the heavy metal doors cut off his view and cast his world into darkness.
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"Ah don't know Twi" AJ said. She paced around the library nervously as the others watched. "This pony, or whatever it is, seems ta be pretty dangerous."
Twilight looked up from her book at Applejack then engrossed herself again. "I see no reason to believe that he is going to do us any harm" she said "he did give me his word that he wouldn't be any danger".
Applejack frowned and shook her head "ah know Twi but... What if he lied?" She sat down on the floor and looked at the young princess "He's from another planet... The rules maybe are different there".
Twilight shut the book, set it beside her, and looked straight at Applejack. "I will not try and accuse him of guilt when there is none to be found" she looked away and sighed "I have sent a letter to Princess Celestia to see what we should do with him, unfortunately it seems that she has gone with a delegation to the griffin kingdoms... We won't get a reply for two more days".
She got up and walked to the stairs "in the meantime, you should come and meet our guest".
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His eyes slid open and he glanced around the room from his reclined position. After a few seconds, he sat up and rubbed his eyes with a hoof. A groan escaped him as he felt the deep scars on his sides. He slid his hind legs off of the bed and set his hooves on the wood below.
He shifted his weight and rolled the rest of his body off of the bed. He stood there for a few seconds then moved over to his suit lying on the ground. He reached inside the armor and pressed one of the many backlit buttons.
A small door opened on the side and a handle popped out. He pulled on it and a container came out, inside was two days worth of rations. With his magic, he grabbed a piece of jerky and began to tear into them, chewing it slowly.
He had finished one piece and started on the second when Twilight and her friends came in. He paused in the middle of taking a bite and stared at them. The five friends stared back at him with looks of disgust on their faces.
He set his food down and cocked an eyebrow at them. Twilight stepped forward and leaned her head in toward him. In turn, he completed the distance and crossed his horn with hers. After a few seconds their minds once again became one.
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"You are a carnivore I see"
"Yes your majesty, I am truly sorry if this upsets you"
"I have seen meat eaters before, it does not bother me so much as it does my friends"
"I see"
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He began to sweat and gasp for breath again after a few seconds of the mind-meld. She looked at him and began to develop an idea to extend their chat.
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"I have an idea to boost the power of our meld"
"P-please do, I c-cannot hold for much longer"
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Twilight began to put her own magic into his spell and slowly he began to stabilize. She matched his power and held steady.
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"Ahh, that feels so much better"
"It is amazing that you were able to cast the spell in the first place"
"How so?"
"You're putting out over 6000 MP's* of energy into this spell"
"I'm afraid I can't relate that to my own meter system. I'm only putting 800 EM's* of power into it"
"We will have to discuss that later, for now let us talk about more pressing issues"
"Agreed"
"The princess is away dealing with the Griffon Kingdoms and until she returns you will have to stay here"
"Understandable"
"When she returns I shall receive a letter from her that will determine your stay here"
"Of course"
"Do you need any food or water?"
"I have approximately two days of rations within my battle armor to hold me. After that we will have to discuss hunting"
"Alright, we can cross that bridge when we come to it. Now, I don't think we have been properly introduced. My name is Twilight Sparkle, what is yours?"
"I have been given many titles but you can call me Fang your highness"
"You can stop with the formalities and just call me Twilight"
"Yes, Twilight"
"How did you guess that I was a princess?"
"On my planet, those in power were of the wing and horn as well. I merely assumed the same social status was applied here"
"A good observation, Fang"
"Thank you, Twilight"
"We can speak or, think later. For now I have to go and talk with my friends"
"Understood, I shall see you again, Twilight of the wing and horn"
"And I you, Fang of the horn"
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She parted horns with him and walked back to her friends. She motioned them out the door and closed it behind her, not bothering to lock it.
When they got upstairs they returned to their previous positions like nothing had them get up in the first place. A short silence hung in the air until Fluttershy cleared her throat.
"Well... He doesn't seem very dangerous." The others looked at her and some nodded their heads in agreement.
"He looks pretty friendly, even though we couldn't hear what y'all were saying" Applejack added.
Rarity smirked "Rainbow couldn't take her eyes off of him the entire time". The rainbow maned pegasus snapped her head up and glared at Rarity.
"I did too take my eyes off him!" she countered "I just wanted to make sure that he wasn't going to hurt Twilight with his magic, that's all"
Rarity's grin grew wider "But darling it wasn't his horn you were staring at, was it?" She wiggled her eyebrow suggestively and a deep crimson blush came over Rainbow's face.
"Was too!" She retorted quickly. A little too quickly. The fashionista's grin grew even wider than before.
"Girls," Twilight sighed "it doesn't matter who stared at who, all that matters is that you've seen him and don't have to worry about my safety." She got up and ushered them out the door "Now get going, I have lots of studying to do and you girls hanging around isn't going to help."
With many words of protest the five friends filed out of the library and went their separate ways. She closed the door behind them and immediately began searching her numerous shelves for a certain book that might help her to better understand her guest.
After a few minutes of searching, she found the book and pulled it off of a high shelf. She laid it out on her reading bench and dusted the cover off.
Dangerous Monsters and Where To Find Them
She sighed and pulled open the book until she found the correct page.
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Thestrals and Bat Ponies Danger level: 9
These creatures are known to be found in densely jungled areas. Although they are not often aggressive, they can kill a full grown stallion without much effort. These hunters are known for their silent killing and flying techniques which they use to kill their prey. When left in the wild they will seek out medium to large prey depending on their appetite. Unfortunately if introduced into a populated area they will start to hunt and kill ponies, mainly foals and the old.
If one is seen, steer clear of the area and contact authorities so that they can dispose of the beast. Do not attempt to make contact or confront them for they will hurt or, in some cases, kill you.