Skycoaster

Libby My eyes lit up as I saw the magic emitting from Caprisha. Had she been the one? The one that could show me how to use magic. "..Ahhh." I said, slowly standing up and putting my things back into my bags, including my 1911. I noticed that it had jammed, as I racked the slide, hopping that it would fix itself before returning it to it's bag. I slowly walk over to Caprisha and throw a hoof around her. "Your..Your first pony to ever stand up for me. Thank you." as I looked at Mr. Grumpy walking away. "You saved my from him twice now. Why is such a mean pony even with you guys?"

@@Charcoal Embers, @@Aerodynas, @@notten1, Libby I dropped the gun in fear of the stallion. Perhaps he would show mercy and I began to start crying again, dropping to all fours behind the only friend I've made outside the stable. I looked at Caprisha. "Is...Is this true? You...you only where my friend so that you could...could...Why?" as I watched in fear of what was going on around me.

@@notten1, @@Aerodynas, Libby I looked up from the book I had just taken out. "My...My name is Libby. I'm from stable 115. I..I snuck out through the air shaft. I..I came to find some of the lost spells like in the book here..." Suddenly I see the stallion move. I jump back behind Caprisha, levitation the 1911 up. Not noticing that it had stove piped. "Ok....Keep him away from me!"

Dark Wing As Dark Wing lay there, his mind begins to drift into sleep. At first what seemed to be a dream turned quickly into a nightmare. Flashes of his mother being killed before his very eyes, which quickly turned into a scene of war. He could see himself leading an invasion of some country. A country that seemed based in love, tolerance, and friendship. The seen quickly changed to one of him seeing Caisen strike down a bat pony dressed in a foreign uniform. Though vaguely, he remembered the stash it's face. Dark Wing tosses and turned. as the dream began to ripple as a thunderous female voice could be heard. "Beware! Beware Dark Wing! You know not what you do for you fallow in blind loyalty!" The bat pony quickly sits up, sweating, mumbling under his breath. "Father?" He would not tell Caisem of this dream. Perhaps it was just his nerves. He slowly stood up. A fair amount of time must have passed since he had entered his shared quarters. He attempted to put on his uniform before letting out a frustrated sigh. "...Not even the right size wing holes..." With any luck, Caisem should be coming by shortly. Perhaps he could get the situation fixed.

@@Charcoal Embers, I beamed like a school filly, my eyes sparkling as I looked Caprisha in the eyes. I had found at least one nice pony in the wasteland. I could not help myself and gave her a hug. "My friend, Caprisha..." I muttered before releasing her in embarrassment. I turned a bright shade of red and sat down next to her. "Sooooo, which one do you want to read first! Wait, Mr. Grumpy is his name?" I said still traumatized from him. "Seams....fitting..."

@@Charcoal Embers, Libby "Oh....I see." Libby said was the prescience of the mare comforted her. "You...you don' supose you could teach me when you get rested up? I mean, I think it would make a good bonding experience...." I levitated out two books that I always have with me, one was a story about Twilight Sparkle's journey, the other 'Intermediate spells for Unicorns.' "I found these hidden in the air-shaft when I suck out.." I smiled sheepishly at Caprisha. "With how advanced you magic is, we should be able to crack some of these spells!" I said with a bit of excitement before looking at the downed stallion once more.

@@Charcoal Embers, "When you and...." as I look over to the knocked out stallion and jumped a bit, thinking he would awakin and try to finish me off. "..And him...just appeared...than did it again on top of me..." I said as I looked down to the ground, ashamed. I thought telaportation spells where loster before I was born. I think it was considered forbidden magic. Being able to teleport out of stables." I turn my head to look around the wasteland. "If the spell wasn't useful to the stable..or practical...They feared me for showing magic at an early age, though later had me as the stable's school teacher."

@@Charcoal Embers, Libby My tears began to dry up. I don't know if I was no longer afraid or if because I simply ran out of tears. I looked up into the orange mares eyes. "Yes...I sunck out through the air shaft. I saw this pretty bright orange mare and...and I thought that somepony that pretty couldn't be bad. As weird as it sounds, I think my horn lead me out here...to you for some odd reason." I sighed for a moment. "My stable was mostly originally for students for the school for gifted unicorns...now most of that magic is lost, that's why I came out here...to try to find some of what was lost." For some reason I could not enplane, I did not want to let go of the orange mare. "You never told me your name yet miss...and where did you learn that spell?"

@@Charcoal Embers,@@Aerodynas, @@notten1, Libby I finally stood up, trembling, looking at the unconscious stallion, than to the mare that knocked her out. "I...I..." I feel two hooves wrap around me, in shock, I had no idea what to do, until the orange mare tried to comfort me. I return he embrace, burring my face into her chest and began sobbing. "I...I..." she cryed. "I snuck out of my stable...I...I followed the first pony I saw, and it was you guys....All I wanted was some friends...and..and to find some of the...the lost magic before the war.." I looked up to the orange mare, a tear in my eye. "Thank...Thank you for saving me. My..My name is Libby"

@@Aerodynas, @@Charcoal Embers, @@notten1, Libby "Back...back away or the next...next one will be in you head you...you lunatic!" I yelled at the charging stallion. If it where not for this pony on my back I would have been able to run, but now all that was between me and death was my pistol, and this orange mare that was on my back. "All I'm trying to do is make a friend in the wasteland, and I've been charged at, Shot at, and held down. What did I ever do to deserve this!" as I struggle to move under the weight of the mare on my back. As we tumbled down the hill, my life flashed before my very eyes, In shock I did the only think I knew how to do, lay on the ground and put my hooves over my head.

@@Charcoal Embers, @@Aerodynas, @@notten1, Libby I was startled as the orange mare suddenly appeared on top of me. I was distracted for just a moment, till I looked back to see the crazed stallion charging me, sword drawn. Shaking, I levitated my 1911 and fired a shot in self defense. My adrenalin kicked in, causing me to jerk the trigger. To my shock, I heard the sound of led hitting metal, and burred my head into the dirt, expecting the worst, shaking and muttering. "Luna...protect...me..." Still shaking a bit. I clutched the medallion with a hoof that hung around my neck. It was of a crescent moon and was one of her few possessions. It was handed down from each generation of my family.

@@Charcoal Embers, @@Aerodynas, @@notten1, Libby I stood, still in shock, as I see a gun aimed at me. I closed my eyes, thinking over my choice to leave stable 115. As a shot rang out, I suddenly dropped to my belly, all fours spread out, quivering in fear. Had he intentionally missed? I still could not figure out. After a few seconds I somewhat regain my composer, the 1911 by my side. "I....UM...I..." I said shaking "WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU...I'M...I'M SCARED..I'M LOST, AND HUNGRY. HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT THE GROUP OF PONIES I WAS FALLOWING, HOPING THEY...THEY COULD HELP ME WHEN I LEFT MY STABLE WHERE PSYCHOPATHS....JUST GET AWAY FORM ME!" "WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU!" as she began to sob, though still holding her gun, but very shaky. "ALL I WANTED WAS TO FIND SOME OF THE LOST MAGIC FROM BEFORE THE WAR!"

@@Aerodynas, Libby I stood there frightened as the stallion walked in my general direction. I began to make my way around the hill, trying to avoid detection by the angry stallion. Did all stallion have a temper like that? My best friends dad did in the vault, and other than my dad, he was the only stallion I have met. I stood there still frozen, though I begin to shake. Just look away...please just look away, than I can make a run for it.

Libby Libby dropped down from sight. Oh no, did he see me? Is he heading my way. This is not good. I curled up into a ball, hoping that my hill would hide me from these lunatics. Maybe it's not two late to go back to my stable...if only I could remember the way. I began to sob for a few seconds. My only hope in this wasteland are crazy and I have no way of returning home. Now my life is in danger. I began to convulse from fear. I levitated my 1911 out of my saddle bag, cocking it. Just in case I would need to defend myself. How long should I wait before I try to make contact? Perhaps I should wait till he leaves. If he dose, maybe I can befriend the orange mare.

Libby I saw the third pony appear from inside with a weapon. I did not know what to think. What was I seeing. Perhaps I should just stay back on my hill a little longer or should I help the mare. I don't know what to do. Think Libby, think! Maybe I shouldn't have left the stable. Is the quest for lost history or magic or history worth my life!? I continued to watch in shock, my eyes wide open.

@@Charcoal Embers, @@Aerodynas, Libby I was startled, staring at the cabin, as two of the ponies I was fallowing suddenly appeared outside. My eyes grew as I had seen a spell that had only read about in the stable. I wanted to run up to the mare and ask her how she did it, but the reaction on the stallion's face made me want to keep my distance. This quaral did not involve me, nor did I want it too. I would have to wait for them to stop fighting. My impression of him was that of somepony not to be trifled with. He seemed to have a temper, one that reminded me of my friends father in the stable. Perhaps I should wait till the third pony of the group appeared to make my approach. I lay in cover on a hill in the distance.

Libby I stepped out of the stable. It was the only home I ever knew. All the history books that had been saved in the vault had peeked my interest in Pre-War Equestria. Because of my early development in magic, I was made an instructor for unicorns in my vault. The books of magic that we had at our dispose where limited. They only peaked my interest. I would dream of all the magic that had become lost over the years, so I decided to venture out into the....wasteland. That knowledge. That history had to be saved. I snuck out unnoticed. It had been three days since I ventured out of the stable. The world is so different out here than in the stable. I have had grabbed my father's 1911 and some supplies before sneaking out of the vault. As much as I hated to say it, I was now lost and would not even know how to get back or even if they would let me in. For the past day, my only hope has been fallowing this group of ponies...that I saw from a distance. I can only hope that these ponies will accept me, but for now, this 1911 is my only defense until I can eventually make contact with them.

Oh heck yea! I didn't know this thread was here! Anypony else go to Banshee Media day at Kings Island? I have a new favorite B&M and maybe a new top 5 coaster!

The reason I'm freaking out is because in my head I'm putting 2+2 and getting 5 I have this fear that by the part 2 description and title that we may not have Luna or Celestia around any more.

I think it's this is where the S@itstorm is coming from....

I would be ok with this, I just fear Loosing Woona and Tia. If the retire, I'm ok, I just don't want them to...you know, become one with the Sun and the Moon.

@@Aerodynas, Dark Wing Dark Wing smiled at Caiesm. "I'll head down below than. I believe my I am not needed till Dusk, right sir?" as Dark Wing turned to head below deck. A few of the ponies backed away, others gave him a glare. Dark Wing decides to have a bit of fun with them, giving them a grinning smile, making sure to emphasis his fangs to at least get a kick out of there reaction. He would give the crew of the ship a reason to respect him, or fear him. It would be their choice, though he perfected respect. Dark Wing opened the door to the quarters, laying his few possessions on the bed. His cloak, his uniform, and a picture of him and his mother. He put them away, and put the picture in a place of pride as he climbed on the bed and began to relax, closing his eyes. He had not read what he had signed up for, only knowing he was fallowing his friend and commanding officer, Casiem.

Well, you never said what kind of pony I would be so.......My answer depends on that, but for the most part, I would probably run and lay down and cry. Perhaps the mess of nerves that I would become, laying near the road would at least be worth enough pity for one bit. At night, I would have to raid ponies trash to find enough substance to live off of. Though I would be depressed for the most part, I would still be alive which is the important part. Perhaps somepony would recognize a learning disability...again, play the pity card while still trying EVERYTHING to try and get a cutie mark on my own. What's the worst that can happen? End up locked up in Canterlot? At least I'd get enough food to survive.