> Tell Me
>  by Ephraim Blue
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> Whatcha Gonna Do When You're Finally Free?
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Author's Note:
Whenever you see a horizontal line going across the screen, that will mark a change in perspective. If you don't understand that, then this story will be pretty confusing. For it to be a little less confusing, the perspectives will only change between two characters. I hope you enjoy reading.



Tell Me

By: Ephraim Blue

Whatcha Gonna Do When You're Finally Free?


I was a prisoner.

There was no changing that. No matter how it was looked at, the fact never changed. I've been stuck here for Celestia knows how long... That is, if Celestia actually knew I was here.

It wasn't her, or one of her guards that imprisoned me... No... It was the one I once called my brother.

We weren't actually siblings, but we've known each other all our lives. He was the closest thing I've had to a brother, and I considered him one.

But not anymore... Not after he put me in this rotting cell.

"I swear..." I started speaking to no one in particular, "When I get out of here Graymayne, you're going to pay for this!"

"Could ya raise your volume any louder?" a familiar voice was joking. "Please, continue! I would always like to her your ramblings of revenge on this 'Germaine' than sleep!"

"It's 'Graymayne'!" I countered before sighing. "And I'm sorry... I didn't mean to interrupt your sleep."

The prisoner in the other cell grunted, saying that he had rolled over onto his side and was trying to fall asleep again. I turned onto my side as well, hoping to catch a few winks of sleep that I desperately needed.

"So this is where you were hiding..." a strangely familiar voice said. ”I thought you'd be in anyplace other than this."

My ears perked up as I nearly recognized that voice. "Who's there?" I called, hoping to get an answer.

"For goodness sake, go to sleep already!" them the other cell nearly screamed. I heard another 'plop' sound, which told me that he had floor.

"You don't remember me?" the voice mocked. "Honestly Blade, we've been apart that long that you've already forgotten my name? And we've been through so much together too." I heard several sniffs of fake sadness in the air, all around me, in fact.

I remembered who the voice belonged to now... I thought I'd never see him appeared right outside of my cell door, jingling a key around what seemed like a gryphon's talon.

"Discord..." I growled at the draconequus, my voice low enough so that it wouldn't disturb my cell mate.

"So you do remember me!" he said with a fake smile. Confetti suddenly shot from both of his hands and into my cell. "Oh, happy days, happy days!" he cheered.

"SHH!" I hissed at him. "Do you want the guards to come down here?!"

"Oh, they won't come down here for a while. And your cell mate won't be speaking for some time as well. All of them are asleep!"

Frantic worry struck me in fear of what might've done to them, but also quickly went away when I refocused my attention on Discord. "What do you want?" I asked, letting my voice return to a normal volume.

"Why, what do you think this key is for?" he sarcastically asked as he put the key onto the door's lock and opened the door. "To let you out, of course! Now you can come back!"

That last sentence he spoke brought a chill down my spine. 'Come back' was another way of him saying: 'come be my little assassin again! You'll never be put in a jail cell again!'

I couldn't trust him...

"No," I said flatly.

"No?" Discord repeated. I nodded. "Why, whatever for?"

"You're not the one I'm waiting to rescue me. I'm waiting for Gunner."

"Gunner?" he asked again, even more shocked for a reason didn't understand. His face suddenly changed into a frown. "You haven't heard, have you?"

"Heard what?" I asked. When Discord never answered, I spoke again. "Has something happened to Gunner?"

"Yes... I'm afraid he's dead."

Complete fear and terror fell into my body. My knees shaking so much that I almost lost balance. "W- What happened to him?" I managed to ask in my now shaky voice.

"Graymayne," he simply answered.

His answer made my haven lower than it was before he spoke those words. Graymayne did this?! I screamed in my mind. Why?!

My fear turned to anger, which caused me to have even more I once called my 'brother'. I had nearly totter out the open cell door when Discord slammed it into my face.

"Hey!" I said angrily. "Let me out!"

He locked the door again held the key out of my reach. "Can't do that Blade. What do you think he'd do to you if you showed up to him and tried to kill him?"

My anger seemed to diminish in about three seconds after he spoke those words. I hung my head low.

"But..." he began, making me perk head up. "I do think there's a way I can help with your situation."

"What?" I desperately asked. I'd probably do anything to get back at Graymayne now.

"I can't help you now Blade, but there is one way you can get back at him. I'm going to have Graymayne get sent someplace where he won't be able to leave, and he will be left almost completely powerless. All I ask of you right now is wait."

"Wait?!" I asked frantically. "I've been in this cell for probably three years now, and you want me to wait?! Why?"

"You won't have to wait too long, Blade. Probably only a couple of weeks now. When I come back, I'll tell you where Graymayne is." His plan suddenly made perfect sense to me. "Do you know what I'm saying?"

I grinned like a devil. "Oh, I get what you're saying."

"Good! Well then Blade, I'll see you in a few weeks!"

With that, he vanished from sight in a sudden flash of light. I continued grinning as I went back onto the spot on the floor called my bed.

Just a few more weeks... I silently said to myself. Then I will finally get my revenge on you Graymayne.



About 3 weeks later

I trudged along the harsh ground of Ponyville. I had walked this very path probably a hundred times before, but even so, this was the first time I walked this one.

I recalled the last place I visited before coming to this version of Ponyville. Actually, I couldn't remember. Not one detail came into my mind. I figured that was because of all I had on my mind here.

First, there was the stallion called Graymayne... Though he didn't seem like it, he was the strangest one here. The first strange thing about him was that creature I met inside his head... Just the thought of it gave me the shivers. It was a part of Graymayne, but seemed to be acting completely of its own will.

That creature worried me even more when it said it knew me… And proved it. It knew about my past- the past I had locked away, never to be looked back upon. It knew that past, and it knew me.

It knew the name I threw away. And I was terrified to know what it could do to me with just the very knowledge of it.

The second thing that was strange to me was his memories that I saw. From what I saw, he would usually begin fighting, but a sudden gap would occasionally appear in his memories during those points. I knew the reason for most of them: that creature admitted to taking over his entire body and making him do horrible things... Things that even I couldn't bear.

But out of all the memories I’d seen… there was one memory with him blacking out intrigued me...

Before I saw his memories, he spoke my name. I might not have been bothered by this if I actually told him before hoof, but I hadn't. He knew my name as if he were familiar with it, and I didn't know who he was at all. I knew his name from Twilight, but I didn't know anything about him.

The memory I saw cleared up all thoughts to why he knew me, but not the other way around. In the memory, I saw myself and him fighting. I realized then that it was my future, but Graymayne's past I was seeing.

Although, the part that also caught my interest was when he blacked out in the memory. There nothing after that... The memory ended.

There has to be more, I said to myself. If that really was my future, then there would have been more.

But no matter how hard I looked at it, the memory stayed the same. It ended, and there was nothing else.

I started growling to myself, saying that was impossible when I realized I reached the edge of Ponyville. I stood atop a hill that marked the edge of town. After that, I sighed heavily and turned to head back into town...

That's when the sound of running hooves reached my ears. They grew louder and louder as I realized they were coming from behind me.

I turned to the sound of the running hooves and saw a unicorn mare with a red and pink mane with a matching tail. Both were long and flowing, but the difference between the two was that the tail curled into a spiral.

Her coat was a dark orange color, eyes a bright red, and she wore these silver bracelet things on each of her hooves. Her cutie mark, which I could see thanks to my great sense of sight, was a heart with a dagger in it.

Who's she? I wondered. Slight realization happened to me then. I've seen her before... But... Where? I defiantly don't remember meeting her, but she's familiar anyway.

"Hello there!" I called to her as she seemed to come into hearing range. I waved my hoof I to get her attention. She did notice me and slowed down as she came closer to me, panting heavily.



I ran across the plains of Equestria, searching. One destination was in my mind, and I was determined to get there by any means necessary.

Ponyville.

From what I was told, it was a peaceful and quiet town. I would understand why my 'brother' would be confined there to become 'reformed'.

There was nothing that could reform him, and nothing was going to once I was done dealing with him.

He killed Gunner, and there was no forgiving him for what that meant.

Gunner was one of the four of us. Other than him, it was myself, Graymayne, and Killjoy. Occasionally, I would feel a bit left out because I was the only mare of the group. But any other time, they all accepted me and considered me their sister. In return, they were all my brothers.

The only family I've ever known.

Back when we were all foals, Discord found us and took the four of us in. Each of us were trained for a different purpose, but all as the same thing.

Assassins. That's what we were. Ruthless ponies that were trained to kill anypony that we got either hired, or told to kill.

I'd given up on the killing right before I was put in that jail by Graymayne. I told him I didn't want any more part Discord's plans to have me kill other ponies. After that, he locked me up in the jail and said that it was for my own good.

Since that day, I wanted nothing more than to get my revenge on him... And since I heard about Gunner, that want increased in me.

Discord told me about a week ago that Graymayne had been confined to the small town called Ponyville. A quiet, peaceful town from what I heard.

That probably changed when Graymayne came to the town.

I would have taken the train to get into town, but that would have certainly brought attention to me, and that would have been bad because I was an escaped assassin from a prison in Manehattan. So instead of the train, I decided to take the entire journey by hoof.

Worst. Idea. Ever.

I was tired beyond belief, and I hadn't eaten since my stop in Fillydelphia the previous day. From the map I saw there, I knew that going east from Fillydelphia would lead me to Ponyville. And that's what I've been doing.

And I wanted my tiredness to stop. I wanted to get to Ponyville, and I wanted to finish my mission and live the rest of my life in as much peace as it would allow me.

And then I saw a color that was not green. On the top of a hill, I saw a new color.

Orange... I saw an orange color. Oh, I saw gray too, but I was more interested in seeing the orange color.

"Hello there!" I heard a voice call out, probably to me. The gray color in top of the hill started waving at me, I realized that there was another pony standing atop that hill.

I ran up to the pony, who I saw was a unicorn, on the hill. I was panting heavily and legs weak. I nearly fell over from exhaustion, but a gray hoof grabbed me and kept me from falling.

"You alright?" he asked. I could tell he was a stallion by his voice.

"Y- Yeah," I said weakly. I turned to look at him, and caught every detail about him. His coat was gray, and his mane, which matched his tail, was spiky and colored green with orange on their ends. HIs cutie mark showed four orange bubbles on his flank, which could have meant anything to me.

I didn't mean to notice everything about him. It was what assassins did... Whenever we didn't know about our targets- or anypony for that matter- we were trained to notice everything we could about them. This stallion was no exception, no matter how cute he looked.

...I don't know why I had that thought...

I caught most of my breath, even though I was still very tired. "You don't look alright," he noted, a bit of concern in his voice. "What were you up to, running through the wilderness like that?"

I opened my mouth to speak, but a cough interrupted my speech. Once I regained that breath, I spoke. "I was... trying to get... to Ponyville," I said through breaks in my breath.

"Well, why didn't you take the train?"

This stallion's sharp, I thought to myself. "Wh... Why do you ask?"

"Well, it's that most ponies would take the train when traveling between towns in Equestria," he stated. "But you came looking for the town by any mean other than that. Was there something wrong with the train where you were?"

Slowly, I nodded. "Yeah..." I lied. "In Fillydelphia, the train rails broke down there. It would take an entire week just to fix them, and probably longer to get the train coming and going again."

"Ah," he said in understanding. “That makes sense. But why didn't you just wait for it to be fixed? Was there something in Ponyville that you needed immediately?"

I flinched at his statement. How does he come up with all of this? "Yeah..." I lied again. "I came looking for my... 'friend', and I heard he was in Ponyville. I wasn't sure how long he was planning on staying there, so I came as quickly as I could."

The stallion's expression didn't change, but I could tell he was thinking about my words. I continued when he didn't speak. "So, um, do you know where Ponyville is by any chance?"

"Yep!" he said happily. "Ponyville just so happens to be right on the other side of this hill!"

I froze. Looking past the stallion, I saw the tops of several buildings. Ponyville was right over there?! I screamed in my mind. If I knew that earlier...

"That's Ponyville?" I asked, pointing one of my hooves at the building is the distance. The stallion nodded in confirmation, and I was overcome with sheer joy. I grinned a grin and wondered if that grin was a devious grin, or a happy grin. I took a step in the direction of the buildings, but found that when my hoof connected with the ground, I nearly toppled over. Thanks to the stallion, I didn't.

"You're still tired," he noted. "You're not going to get to Ponyville in your condition."

"I've... dealt with worse than this..." I said, the tiredness in my legs tiring out the rest of my body.

'"At least let me help you get to Ponyville. You're tired, and you look like you need the help."

I tried to take another step, but nearly collapsed when that hoof collided with the ground. "F- Fine." As soon as I said that, my left fore-hoof was wrapped in a green magical aura and wrapped around the stallion's back.

"You can hold on, right?" he asked. I assumed he was talking about me holding onto him so he could walk the both of us into town. I nodded weakly, and tightened my left hoof on his back.



This mare was tired, that much was obvious. Whenever she tried to walk, her legs gave out and she nearly fell over. I’m glad I was there to catch her… She needed the help, even if she was reluctant to ask for it.

I wondered who she was coming into Ponyville to see. She said she was coming to meet up with her ’friend’, but she said it in such way that made it seem like she was disgusted to say that word. It made me wonder what connection she had with her friend, and what she was thinking when she said that word.

When she tightened her hoof around my back, I could tell that she was a bit worried. It probably wasn’t much about her friend- if he was really her friend- and more about herself. She probably didn’t care about her ‘friend’ and cared more about… something.

As we cleared the hill, I decided to start a conversation. “You still okay?”

She nodded a bit, but her stomach growled, and she blushed. “I guess I’m a bit hungry,” she said.

My stomach growled then too, and I blushed as well. “I guess I’m hungry as well.” We both chuckled. “Why don’t we get something to eat before finding your friend?”

She nodded. “Yeah, that’d be nice.”

I redirected my route to the nearest restaurant. It wasn’t far, thankfully. I directed her to one of the tables’ seats, and set her down in a sitting position. She wobbled a bit, but she regained her balance before toppling over.

Once I was certain that she was fine, I walked over to the opposite of the table and took a seat. There were menus brought over to us, and we both picked them up in our magic. I noticed earlier that my magic was green again. It occasionally changed between a bright green and a dark blue. I had theories to why it did that, but nothing was certain to me.

I looked over the list, though I already knew what I wanted. Whenever I didn’t make my own kind of meal, I usually got hayfries and a hayburger. They didn’t seem appetizing the first time I tried them, but they were actually pretty good. What I was really doing was glancing over at the mare.

She was strange. Out of all the many places I’d visited over the past several months, I most certainly never met her. But, then again, there was always a first time for everything. I noticed her magic aura was pink, which was nothing new to me. I’d seen many different colors of magic.

There were many more things about her that intrigued me. She was pretty, and that was a fact that some others could probably back me up on, even if they hadn’t met her. Although that was what I was thinking, it wasn’t what I was planning on saying to her next.

Her face suddenly lit up in realization. “Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry…”

I scrunched my face up in confusion. “What for? You haven’t done anything wrong.”

She hung her head in what seemed like shame. “I don’t have any bits to pay for this…”

I was slightly shocked. How did she not have any bits? If she was planning on coming to see her friend, and the train tracks hadn’t been ruined, she should have been able to pay for the train ride.

She was hiding something from me… But, she still lied to me about it. If she lied to me about it, then she probably didn’t want to talk to me about it. I understood that and continued the conversation like probably any gentlecolt would.

“It’s fine,” I said. “I have more than enough bits to pay for this.”

“You do?” she asked, slightly surprised.

I nodded. “Yep. I can easily pay your part of the bill.”

She giggled a bit. “My, aren’t you a gentlecolt.”

I shrugged and grinned at her before seeming to go back to looking at the menu. I still kept one eye on her. Even if she was hiding something, and even if she didn’t want to tell me, I still intended to find out at some point.



I saw the stallion glancing at me from time to time. He tried to hide it by making it seem as if he were looking at the menu, but I saw past his little trick. I almost didn’t notice it, but I did.

He only gave quick glances- glances that wouldn’t seem like anything if it were an accident to look at them. Once he looked at me, he quickly looked away. It would have been unnoticeable if he didn’t do it so frequently.

Is he… into me? I wondered. It wouldn’t be anything new to me. I’ve had loads of stallions fall in love with me. Each one of them soon met their end.

I shuddered at my own thoughts. I hated remembering what I used to do for Discord. First, I’d allure a stallion to fall in love with me. Second, I got them to trust me enough to allow me into their homes… To sleep with them.

And finally, once we were alone and they were unsuspecting… That’s when I got them… That’s when I killed them all.

I hid behind my menu, both to hide my shame from the stallion, and to keep him from looking at me anymore. I didn’t want him to continue looking at me… He was smart, and if he really was into me, then he’d eventually find out my secrets.

If he did… I’d have to kill him.

“You alright?” he asked. “Is something the matter?”

Yes, something’s the matter, I wanted to say. I wanted to tell him the truth, to tell him that I was an escaped prisoner from Manehattan, to tell him about what Graymayne did to Gunner. Surely he’d understand, right? Surely he’d allow me to get justice for what Graymayne had done.

And if not… Then I could just kill him. And that was not an option I wanted to do, no matter what happened.

“Yes, I’m fine,” I lied. “I just figured out what I’d like to eat.”

“Great!” he said, flagging down one of the waitresses. Once she was here, he told her what he wanted. “I’ll have a hayburger with a side of hayfries.”

“Of course,” the waitress replied before turning to me. “And what would you like, madam?”

“Um,” I struggled. I hadn’t really looked at the menu too much, so I didn’t know what I really wanted. “I’ll have the same thing that he’s having.”

The waitress nodded and took the two menus in her mouth before trotting off. The gray stallion turned to me. “So, this friend of yours. Do you remember his name, what he looked like? Perhaps I could help you find him.”

“Oh, um…” I never thought about telling him who I was looking for. He was as much of a stranger to me as I was to him. But… then again, telling him who I was looking for could hurt.

Right before I told him, the waitress came up with two glasses and a pitcher full of water. She set one down next to me, and another next to the gray stallion across from me. She poured some of the water into his glass, and then to mine. I decided to wait until she left before telling the stallion.

As he was taking a sip from his glass, I told him. “I was looking for a stallion called Graymayne. He has a midnig-“

I was cut off when the stallion’s eyes went wide and he nearly choked on his water. He slammed his chest with his hoof twice before swallowing his drink.

“Graymayne?!” he asked, completely shocked. “Your friend is Graymayne?!”

I nearly started sweating then. He knew Graymayne… And I didn’t know whether that was good or bad. “Y- Yeah…” I stated, the worry clear in my voice. “D- Do you know him?”

“Know him?!” He sounded as if that question was a joke. “He’s the reason I came to this Ponyville!”

“The reason?”

The stallion shook his head, and looked down on the table. “I’d rather not talk about it…”

Obviously, I had awoken a painful memory in the stallion… One that he didn’t want to remember. “I’m sorry…”

“There is no need to be sorry for what you didn’t know,” he stated. “I’d just rather not talk about it.”

“Alright,” I said. Moments later, the food we’d ordered arrived at our table. We ate in silence. The stallion was just depressed since I mentioned ‘the reason’, and I was just thankful to have actual food once again.

Once we were both finished, the stallion stood up, placed a small bag full of bits on the table, and trotted next to me. “Can you stand?” he asked. I felt my strength return to my legs soon after that, and I stood up.

“Let’s go,” he said flatly. “I’ll take you to where Graymayne is.”

My hopes lit up. “Really?!”

He nodded. “Yeah. I brought you into this town to help you find your friend. Even if it is Graymayne, I’m still going to take you to him.”

I leaped toward the stallion and randomly hugged him. He stepped back slightly, probably because of my sudden movements toward him.

“Jeez, you must really miss your friend,” he said.

I let go of him, blushing. “Sorry… I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s fine,” he replied. “Come on, Graymayne’s staying over in this direction.”



I was blushing, and I saw that she was blushing too.

I was blushing because she randomly grabbed me like that. I figured she was blushing because... well… because that was probably embarrassing to her.

The last time I had been hugged like that was probably by my mom… I shook my head slightly. The last time I saw my mom- or any of my family for that matter- was definitely over sixteen years ago…

And that was kinda funny for my situation. To me, I think I’m only about sixteen years old, even though I’d been alive much… much longer.

I didn’t like to talk about it.

I trotted down the path of this Ponyville with this strange mare. I remember her from somewhere… Very recently too… But where?

The mare moved closer to me, brushing up against my side. I blushed once again and turned to hide my blushing face from her. Why? I wondered. Why did she move closer to me? Does she feel safe? Does she… like me?

I couldn’t blame her if the latter was true. Back where I used to be, there could’ve been several to say that to me, even though none ever did.

My train of thought was ruined when I heard something snap. I stopped dead in my tracks, and the mare stopped in response.

“Did you… Hear something?” I asked her.

She looked at me, confused. “No… I didn’t hear anything.”

I looked at our surroundings. On the ground, there was dirt almost everywhere, almost no sight of grass for probably another twenty feet. To my right, I saw what looked like a building still in the progress of being made.

Sudden horror struck me. We had wondered into a construction site.

“Look out!” somepony shouted, but didn’t hear them. I immediately looked up and saw what I knew was happening when I heard that snap.

Directly above me and this mare, iron beams were falling, and nearly upon us.



I don’t know why I randomly hugged him like that. For me, an assassin to randomly hug somepony like that, even I couldn’t remember the last time I found myself actually falling in love.

Love…

Maybe that was it. Was I falling in love with this stallion? I shook my head. No, that can’t be the reason. I only just met him. What reason could I possibly have to fall in love with a stallion I hardly know?

But there was something about him… Something that made me feel safe. He was kind to me when I needed help. He offered to help somepony like me find somepony like Graymayne, even though he probably knew that Graymayne was an assassin.

He was kind to me, compassionate to me, and he was a good looker too.

I… I think I am falling in love with him…

I moved a bit closer to him, just close enough to have both our sides touching each other. I noticed his face went beat red in an instant, before turning away so I could no longer see it.

I smiled and giggled to myself, right before I let my sight go wide. I… am in love with him…

He suddenly stopped in his tracks, and I stopped in response to him.

“Did you… Hear something?” he asked me.

I looked back at him, my confusion obvious in my face. “No… I didn’t hear anything.”

He started looking around, probably to try and find the sound he might’ve heard. Maybe he heard me giggle… I thought. It was a possibility, even though I was trying to keep it to myself.

His face suddenly went from a face of confusion to a face of horror. Okay, he obviously wouldn’t be horrified from my giggling…

“Look out!” somepony called, making me turn to the direction of the voice. There was a construction pony pointing to us, and that caused me to worry.

I didn’t have time to look around when something suddenly hit me, and I closed my eyes tight.



A million thoughts crossed my mind when I saw it falling toward us, and time seemed to slow down so I could just think them all.

Well, not a million thoughts. More like three.

One, my body would give in t the horror that I was witnessing, and we would both die from that collapse right then and there.

Two, I could try activating my magic to stop its decent, but it was too close already to do that option. Magic takes time to cast, and it would take t long to save us.

So I took option three.

My instincts kicked in, and took control of my entire body. My quick hooves turned to the mare, who was too bust looking at something else to notice me. I drew one hoof underneath her and brought it up into her chest.

I noticed her eyes closed suddenly after that, probably in pain.

Using my other three hooves, I jumped forward. With my other hoof underneath the mare, she came with me.

In nearly an instant, we crashed into the ground. I was on top of her, and she was on her back. I heard a crash behind me, and nearly turned to look at it.

A sudden dust cloud erupted all around us, and left me blind to my surroundings. I heard the mare’s coughing underneath me, and I realized we were still in danger.

Using my instincts once more, I lifted the mare onto my back using my magic, and began to trudge randomly in the dust cloud.

The mare clung her hooves onto me, but I didn’t notice. I was too busy trying to find any path or any sign of safety.

I found no sign of that until I felt the grass beneath my hooves.



I tried to open my eyes, but they stung whenever I did. There was something in the air that prevented me from seeing anything.

I panicked even more when I couldn’t feel the ground beneath me. I nearly screamed, but then I found myself feeling something soft. Without another thought, I clung onto whatever I was on.

And when we started to move, I realized that I was on somepony.

The pony I was on seemed to move in random directions, probably because he was having the same problem of seeing as I did. I thought about opening my eyes, but the thought of the stinging made me think twice about that.

And then, the pony I was on stopped moving.

I was curious to why, so I slowly opened my eyes. The stinging didn’t come, and I was thankful for that.

Around me, I saw the familiar grounds of Ponyville, and many ponies that I did not recognize. I stepped down from the pony I was on, and looked at them.

I wasn’t completely surprised when I saw that it was the pony who’d been showing me around the town. He coughed several times, probably because of something that happened when he was carrying me.

I looked behind the both of us and saw a giant cloud of dust being to deform. Right in the center of it, a large pile of iron beams had dented the ground. Around them, I saw what looked like the scrambling of hoofprints in the dirt.

And one by one, the pieces began to connect and make sense. The sound that he’d heard was probably the sound of a rope that snapped and the iron beams were falling right on top of us. The pain I felt was him grabbing me and tossing the two of us out of its way.

I looked back at him, and he looked at me. Our eyes locked, my red eyes meeting his blue eyes. Even if it was only for a second, because he looked away at something else, there was one thought in my mind that lingered.

He’s the one… I’m on love with him.

While he was looking away, I leaned in close to him and laid a kiss on his cheek.



I felt the mare get off my back when I opened my eyes. I saw that we were no longer in the cloud of dust, but I closed my eyes once again when I had to cough some of the dust I’d inhaled during that experience.

Once I was done coughing, I looked around at our surroundings. We were in still in Ponyville, obviously, but it was a part that I didn’t recall coming to.

I eventually turned back to the mare standing next to me, and our eyes locked for a second. I saw her red eyes, and she saw my blue ones. I looked away, still trying to find out what part of Ponyville we were in.

And then something touched my cheek.

I was half scared before I looked to what had touched me. When I did turn, I found that the mare I’d been showing around Ponyville moved had moved her mouth onto my cheek.

She’d kissed me.

I was struck more with awe then embarrassment. Sure, I was blushing my head off, but she kissed me!

I was given no time to think before she wrapped her hooves around my neck and nuzzled her cheek into my neck.

I didn’t know what to say. I was completely speechless.

“Oh,” she said suddenly, pulling herself away from me. “I’m sorry, but I don’t believe I ever caught your name.”

She was right. I hadn’t told her my name- or more the name I use. “Oh, um… my name’s Blue.”

“Blue…” she repeated. “Strange name… But I don’t care. My name’s Blade Runner.”

I repeated that name in my mind. I remember that name from somewhere.

And then it clicked… I remember where I saw her, where I learned that name. It was in some of Graymayne’s memories, she was an assassin to Discord to.

I wasn’t given any time to think about it when she threw herself on me and put her lips no my cheek again.

Now I was more embarrassed than struck with awe. There were other ponies watching, if they hadn’t gone back to their own lives once they realized that we were safe.

But even more than embarrassed, I was scared. This was an assassin that had apparently fallen in love with me. Somepony who was trained to kill without a second thought. And that terrified me because she could do the same to me in the blink of an eye.

I slightly stepped away from her, to her slight discomfort. “Come on,” I said. “I still need to take you to Graymayne.”

She instantly came up right next to me, and though she was still standing, she leaned her head against me. “Let’s go then,” she said, still leaning on me.

I blushed even more. When I walked, she walked with me. I was definitely scared of what she could do to me.

But in a way, and I probably wouldn’t tell anyone else this…

I kinda enjoyed her company.