To all blind eyes

by sci-fi fanatic

First published

Thr ghost of a pegasus with no cutie mark, goes to the cutie mark crusaders for help, because theyre the only ones that can see him. But since he is a pegasus, how can he do magic?

Stryker Airborne was just your average pegasus. He went to manehatten elementary school, his parents were part of the weather squad for manehatten, and he plays with his friends. There's just one problem. He has no cutie mark. On a dangerous quest to earn his cutie mark, by trying to help with the lighting squad, he ends up getting struck, in which case he dies. After his death, he leaves manehatten to go to Ponyville to seek help. But no one can see him. Then he meets the cutie mark crusaders, and they can see him. But there's just one question on their minds. If he's a pegasus, how can he do magic?

Death of a crusader

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It just a regular day in manehatten. The birds were chirping, the skies were blue, and all of the foals were playing outside.

All except for one foal.

Stryker Airborne Sat in his room, looking through a magazine. Yes, magazines are mostly for girls, but that's not why he was interested in it.

In every picture, each pony had a cutie Mark. He had looked over this magazine several times, and had circled some of his favorites. Some of them were mane stylists, some were bakers, and some were even post card writers.

He looked down to his light blue flank, and still, there was nothing.

He would take ANYTHING, even the dang post card writer one!

Anything to stop the bullies that called him "blank flank"

Anything to stop the whispers behind his back.

But most of all, anything to stop everybody from staring at him. Even the adults did. Heck, even his own mother did. His father had died when he was young, and every time he asked his mother about it, she would bring up another topic.

But through out all of the crap he went through in his life, there was one thing that made up for all of that.

The cutie mark crusaders club. His friend Babs told him about it, and he had decided to join.

It was the best decision he had ever made.

While any of them had yet to earn a cutie mark to call their own, they always had fun on their adventures.

The adventure ranged from putting on plays, to exploring the unknown, and much, much more. On certain days however, the club would not meet, so everypony could relax, or try to earn a cutie Mark by themselves.

Today was one such day. Stryker looked at his clock, which read 8:00.

It was a beautiful saturday morning.

His mother then called up to his room. "Stryker, I made blueberry pancakes. Come get them while they're hot!"

Not wanting to miss out on his favorite breakfast, he rushed down the stairs.

However, as he was about to start running, he stopped and flew instead [Coach said I need practice, he thought.

He had been taking flying lessons for awhile now. Some ponies told him that he was almost as good as Rainbow Dash, but his coach didn't seem to think so.

In fact, his coach didn't seen to think anypony was any good, except himself.

And he couldn't even fly. He was an earth pony for goodness sake! His school was too cheap to hire a pegasus teacher, because most of the pegasi (around his part of town) were either too lazy to teach, or were asking for ridiculous amounts of bits.

His mother would have loved to teach, but she had her hooves filled with her part time job as a weather pony, and taking care of him.

He had tried to find a job to help put food on the table, but every single one he tried, he was terrible at.

Besides, he had his own hooves full with school, and his club. He had tried everything that there was to do in manehatten to get his cutie mark, but being a big city, there wasn't much to do other than run shops, or stop crime, which he did not want to do.

Frustrated, he stood up, and walked to the bathroom to get ready for the day.

I wonder what today will bring. Probably the same old carp as any other day. At least it's saturday, he thought as he looked in the mirror.

A light blue colt with a white mane stared back at him. He really hated his mane, because it was so different from all of the other fillies and colts manes.

The one think he liked about it was that it naturally stood up a little bit. While he wasn't handsome, he wasn't bad looking either. He already knew of a few fillies who had their eyes on him,but he didn't feel that way about any of them.

He was just waiting to find his special somepony one day.

As he shook off his thoughts, he decided to head down stairs before his breakfast got cold.

When he sat down, he was lost in his thoughts again. He was shook out of them however, when he realized that his mother was talking to him.

"Could you repeat that?", he asked her.

"I was just saying that I have a few errands to run, and wanted to see if you wanted to come with me.",

she said. He thought it over, and realised that he could use a bit of fresh air. With a nod, they both got up, and headed for the door.



When they got to the city,his mother started her errands. He tuned everything out, and rethought his life. After a few minutes of brooding, he saw a pegasus zipping through the sky, and it gave him an idea. He could follow his mother to her job, and secretly try to help the weather ponies do their work. Then, maybe he could earn his cutie mark! This was going to be great. Or so he thought.





Stryker's point of view

I waited until it wad time for my mom to leave for her job.

Then, I secretly followed her outside. I flew after her until we got there, the big factory in he sky, then hid when the other pegasi came into view. They were talking about the plans for the weather, but I couldn't hear them.

All I could think of was possibly getting my cutie mark.

I was blown out of my thoughts however, when I heard lots of screaming.

I looked frantically around to find out what had everypony so scared, but couldn't find the source. Suddenly, I felt as if my whole body was on fire, and I heard my mom let out a heart wrenching scream.

Then, everything went black.