First Night
Main Atrium of Canterlot Castle
 
>With your new and first friend Luna sticking close to your side, you walk around the large white marble room, observing.
>Celestia took up a spot close to the front of the room, standing on a platform 3 steps higher then the ground level.
>With her, stands the 6 young mares known as the Mane 6.
>And, creepily enough, they all stare at you and your companion.
>L:”Don’t mind them.”
“I wasn’t until you mentioned it.”
>She feebly smiles, trying to hide her pink cheeks.
>You really get to her.
>L:”Uhm... Anyways..."
>You chuckle lowly.
>This might all be new to you, the whole p0nies deal, but...
>Honestly, if you close your eyes, Luna could be a human.
>She's a little too nice though, just like everyone around here seems to be.
>What the hell are you thinking?
>She can be quite a royal bitch when she wants to.
>Your thought pattern is broken as you begin to observe the first stained glass window.
>L:"Me and my sister. Here, you can see us as we preform our duties, Celestia raising and lowering the sun, me the same with the moon."
"That's a hell of a job. I still have to get used to this world with-"
>L:"Magic. Quite a powerful thing..."
>She vanishes from your side, appearing inches in front of your face.
>Though she's looking for you to jump in surprise, you offer her no such reward.
>You stare right back, smirking.
>Luna sighs, walking back to your side.
>She leans close, whispering into your ear.
>L:"But it can be dangerous in the right hands."
>She says this just as you pass the second painting without stopping.
>Luna had already told you of her past, and her days as Nightmare Moon.
>That second picture just served as a grim reminder of the past.
>She shuffles past it with you.
>You can tell that she's completely interested in you.
>Actually, you know that they all are.
>You're a completely new species, from a different planet.
>Who could blame them?
>And their very own Princess of the Moon is stuck to you like glue.
>Strangely enough, you love every second of it.
>Hell, you already can feel yourself grow accustomed to living amongst these p0nes, rather then your own race.
>You shift your attention from the paintings, forgetting to finish them and rather observing the Mane 6 and Celestia.
>Pinkie’s still a rubber ball, bouncing around her friends, while Rainbow Dash flies circles in the opposite direction.
>Their friends are throughly entertained, and each and every one of them are laughing.
>Celestia’s smile still remains unbroken.
>Here, it seems life is so simple, full of fun and friendship.
>The atmosphere is filled with love and compassion.
>It’s a fresh breath of air compared to your dark world.
>L:”Anonymous, when will you tell me?”
>You shake your head, clearing your mind.
“Tell you what?”
>L:”Of your world, and your life before? Since we’ve been walking around the palace, you’ve only listened to me about the world here, and my life inside it. I want to know more about you.”
>Her eyes are practically begging you to tell.
>In a flash of an instant, all the pain, the sadness, the loss that culminated your memories of your old life forces you to take in a sharp breath, blacking out momentarily.
>Luna breaks your darkness, setting a comforting hoof on your chest.
>L:”Anonymous are you okay?”
>You grab your head with your right hand, and push away those thoughts.
“Yeah.”
>You lie.
>L:”You didn’t answer my-”
>You pause, being carful not to snap at her.
“Later, Luna, I just need some time.”
>Even though you just became friends not hours ago, she already knows better then to push you.
>L:”Ok Anonymous.”
>Celestia looks to the both of you.
>C:”Anonymous, I need to speak with you.”
>You and Luna make your way over to the group.
“What is it Princess Celestia?”
>C:”Let’s talk outside.”
>She looks directly at Luna.
>C:”Privately.”
>Luna surprisingly obliges the request, moving to converse with the 6.
>You follow Celestia as she leads you out to the balcony, magically shutting the door behind the two of you.
>She gazes up at the night sky as she speaks to you.
>C:”Anonymous, I’m very sorry to say this, but even with my knowledge, I’m afraid that you cannot return to you world.”
>Your gaze falls to the ground, your head hanging low.
“Celestia...”
>She turns to face you.
“In all honesty, I don’t have anything to go back to.”
>Though you don’t look to see it, even her everlasting smile fades.
>C:”Don’t you have friends? Family? Won’t they miss you?”
>You hadn’t even thought of that.
>Your sadness grows, the cold of the night coursing through your body once again.
>C:”Won’t you miss them?”
>You can’t speak.
>You can barely breath right now.
>There’s nothing you can do about it.
>All you can do for now is push it down, deep where you can’t feel it anymore.
“I’m used to being alone by now. All of my life there was only ever solitary.”
>Celestia’s eyes widen.
“I’ll be fine.”
>Keep lying like this, and that’s all you’ll be.
>C:”Are you sure?”
>You raise your head, wiping the single tear from your eye before she could see.
“No. I’m not.”
>Celestia puts all of her attention on you.
>C:”Anonymous, I’d like you to stay here, in Canterlot. It’s all I can offer you for now.”
>You shuffle your feet, shifting your stance.
“Ok.”
>C:”As we speak, a room is being prepared for you. For now however...”
“You don’t have a place for me to stay. Yeah, I guessed that.”
>C:”Actually, there’s many guest rooms. Canterlot always has visitors coming and going.”
>You lean on the railing, closing your eyes.
“If it’s alright with you Celestia, I think I’ll stay out here for the night. I rarely sleep much anyways.”
>She looks as if she’s about to speak, but can’t find the words.
>Instead, she decides it’s best to leave you be.
>She opens the doors, heading back inside to regroup with the 6.
>You remain in the silence of the night.
“You heard every word, didn’t you?”
>Luna materializes at your side.
>L:”How did you-”
“I just know.”
>L:”Yes, i heard. Anonymous I-”
>Even she can’t find the words to help you.
>You both choose to watch the moon’s brilliant white light, and the stars as they dance across the deep blue expanse of the night sky.
>Inside, the Mane 6 begin to disperse, each heading their rooms.
>Celestia stops one, whispering in the lowest of voices.
>C:”You remember why I called you and your friends here?”
>”Yes. But firstly, why choose me, and why to watch Anonymous?”
>Celestia’s eyes narrow, her tone completely serious.
>C:”It is absolutely necessary. We do not know what he is capable of.”
 
Second Day in Equestria
Castle Halls
 
>You walk alone through marble corridors, the early morning sunlight creeping through each window.
>Luna tried desperately to stay with you the whole night, but you finally managed to get her to go to bed.
>You can only assume that her duty to raise and lower the moon takes most of her energy, so you wanted her to be able to preform.
>But now, your slowly regretting not having your friend alongside you.
>As you turn the corner, you hear low voices and giggles.
>Guess some...p0ny... is up.
>That will take some getting used to.
>A faint smile spreads across your face.
>You quicken your pace.
>After a long search, you find the entrance once again.
>You push through the oversized doors, looking upward.
>The sun is barely rising, the sky it’s early grey color, and the temperature a cold welcome.
>This is just about the time you would go for your run back on Earth.
>You quickly make a decision.
>Yup, your going for it.
>You run down the steps, and begin to circle Canterlot’s grounds.
>You feel the wind on your face, it’s refreshing cool filling your lungs.
>It makes you feel so-
>”Whatcha doing there Anonymous?”
>Your reminiscing is brought to a halt.
“You're-”
>PP:”Pinkie Pie, you silly filly!”
>Judging solely upon the way she acts, there is no way she is older than you.
“I’m pretty sure I’m older than you.”
>PP:”Why does everyp0ny say that? First Fluttershy, now you...”
>You picture the timid little pink-maned yellow pegasus.
“I still have yet to talk to her.”
>PP:”Who, Fluttershy? Oh, she’s not quick to talk to anyp0ny. Not like me. I can talk to pretty much everyp0ny around, and I love every second of it...”
>You ignore her, her rant already fading from your hearing.
>You continue running, though Pinkie Pie is bouncing right along next to you, still babbling on about her ability to talk.
>PP:”Oh Anonymous, would you like to meet her? I think given the chance you two could be the best of friends, just like me and you!”
>You slow your pace.
“Sure, I’d like to meet her.”
>PP:”So WE ARE BEST FRIENDS?”
>Oh boy.
“Uh yeah. Sure Pinkie."
>PP:”*GASP* Only my best friends call me that!”
>Dammit.
“Good thing I am then.”
>PP:”Yup, you are Anon. Ready to go?”
>Did she just give you a nickname?
“Ok.”
>PP:”Okie Dokie Loki! Off to the Royal Garden then.”
 
>Your destination is coming into sight.
>It’s difficult though, with Pinkie dragging you by the hand and bouncing all the while.
>Your head feels jarred.
“Pinkie?”
>PP:”Oh Anon, I just know that you’re going to have such a amazing time here! There’s so much for us to do and see!”
>You force your heels down into the cobblestone path, slowing the two of you to a stop.
>Your patience is wearing thin, but you hold on to your calm composure.
“Pinkie, I can walk by myself. Please let go of me.”
>PP:”Well why didn’t you just say so silly?”
>She proceeds to bounce up and down, increasing her pace.
>PP:”I’m just so excited to have a new friend. And one of a entirely new species! I’m just so-”
“PINKIE!”
>She screeches to a halt, turning to face you.
“We’re here.”
>The Royal Garden is quite something.
>It’s grass was perfectly cut, with a shimmering green appearance.
>Tall white marble statues spread across the grounds, casting long dark shadows.
>Is that a maze?
>Yup.
>You can’t help but say it.
“You p0nies sure are a classy bunch.”
>Pinkie surprisingly remains silent, a smile being her only response.
“But where’s...”
>As your gaze drifts, you stop at a large oak tree that seems to be a centerpiece for the square you’re in.
>Two song birds lifted off from their perch on a branch, circling the tree’s trunk.
>In a similar fashion, two squirrels climb down from their knothole, then take a seat on either side of the yellow pegasus sitting at the base of the oak.
>The birds land on her outstretched hoof.
>PP:”You should close your mouth Anon, a bug might fly inside!”
>Really Pinkie?
>You regain your composure, and slowly and cautiously attempt to approach Fluttershy.
>A certain Pink mare however decides otherwise.
>PP:”Hey Fluttershy! Anon here want’s to meet you! Then you can be friends. Wouldn’t that be the best?”
>You audibly sigh.
>Fluttershy turns, the birds take flight as she does.
>She faces you, but hides her face behind her hooves in a nervous manner.
>You match her feelings, rubbing the back of your neck.
“Uh, Hi Fluttershy.”
>FS:”...”
>She said something, but it was much to faint to hear.
“I’m sorry?”
>Fluttershy is visibly shaking now.
>Dammit, you’re doing this wrong.
>But how?
>You stop all movement, holding your hands out in a passive gesture.
“I just wanted to get to know you. Maybe you want to get to know me too?”
>She nods.
“Ok. I won’t ask you to force yourself to talk, so when you’re ready, I will be more than glad to continue with you.”
>Best to let her come on her terms.
>Luck, as it would have it, is in your favor.
>FS:”Uhm.. How are you?”
>Her face quickly retreats behind her hooves again.
>You calm your tone, breathing steadily to try to coax her state.
“I’m doing better now. Just trying to get to know things here.”
>A imaginary lightbulb flashes on in your mind.
“The life here is much different from life where I came from. But I recognize the animals you were tending to.”
>She perks up, no longer hiding.
>Mission Accomplished Anonymous, job well done.
>FS:”Really? Did you take care of animals too where you came from?”
>Smiling, you take a step closer to her.
“I have-”
>The memories flood back, and along with them the empty feelings.
>You don’t notice Fluttershy slowly float over to your side, placing a comforting hoof on your shoulder.
>FS:”Anonymous?”
“It’s ok. Like I was saying, I HAD a cat. Two actually. And a dog.”
>FS:”You must’ve had a wonderful family.”
>That really hurt.
>Your reply is hollow.
“Yeah.”
>Taking notice of your change, Fluttershy stops the conversations path.
>FS:”I noticed that you’re trying to get to know everyp0ny here, right?”
“Yeah, but it’s a slow pace.”
>FS:”Well-”
>PP:”I’VE GOT IT! After tonight, everyone will know you who you are, Anon.”
>You turn to Fluttershy.?
“What’s she talking about?”
>PP:”PINKIE PARTY!”
 
Second Night in Canterlot
Hour away from Anonymous’s Welcoming Party
 
Pinkie POV
>Anon is so silly!
>You giggle to yourself, finishing making the cake and moving on to pour the drinks.
>You stop at the last glass.
>Anon is so sweet and gentle to everyp0ny.
>But he’s still new here, and you can tell he’s bottling up his feelings and memories.
>You host parties all the time, and you know when somep0ny isn’t feeling right.
>Anon has a lot on his mind right now, he should loosen up.
>You leave the drinks, moving around the room.
>Now where is your...
>You find your saddlebag sitting on a chair, and rustle through it’s contents.
>There it is.
>You pull out a small vial and head back over to the last empty glass.
>Grabbing the juice in your other hoof, you pour both it and the vial into the glass, giggling all along.
>The mixture settles, and you spin the cup around to bring the name card in view.
>‘Anonymous’
“This is going to be your best night ever!”
 
On the way to Anonymous’s Party
 
Twilight’s POV
>What is Pinkie thinking?
>She doesn’t even know anything about Anonymous!
>You’re galloping down the halls, heading towards the sounds of music and laughter.
>They’re all so naive, trusting him and throwing this celebration in just for his arrival.
>You slow your pace, the entrance to the Main Atrium not far away.
>Why are you judging him so soon?
>Do you even know anything about him?
>Celestia was very clear with your duty to watch over him.
>And she sounded like it was of the utmost importance.
>She almost seemed... Scared.
>Shaking your head to clear your thoughts, you push the door open.
>When Pinkie throws a party, she sure does know just how to get things right.
>Then you see Anonymous heading over to the bar, but Pinkie stops him.
>Alright, time to keep him in your sights.
>You see Princess Celestia and Luna across the sea of p0nies, sitting in their respective thrones.
>Seems like even Luna was commissioned to keep track of Anonymous.
>Her gaze hasn’t left him since you entered.
>Celestia shoots you a quick glance.
>As you return the look, you fail to see Pinkie slip Anonymous a cup with his name on it.
>He looks confused, but accepts it none the less.
>Right, focus on him, got it.
>You find a spot to post up, and begin to observe your target.
 
Anonymous POV
>Pinkie sure knows how to throw a party.
>Even though you’re a completely different species they’ve never seen, almost every...p0ny here has taken a liking to you.
>The food’s great, even though it’s all sugar based sweets.
>It’s going to be tough getting accustomed to not having meat.
>You really like the cake though.
>You glance down at the glass of glowing pink fluid Pinkie gave you.
>Is it weird that it has your name on it?
>Must just be because you’re special.
>And why is it glowing?
>Everything tonight has been amazing, so it can’t hurt to take a sip, right?
>You drink a small portion of the substance.
>It taste’s like a fruit drink of some sort, but it is tasty as expected.
>In fact...
>You down the whole drink in one upward tilt, and set the glass on the bar.
>Walking away back towards the crowd, you begin to notice some differences.
>Your vision increases in color and intensity.
>All of your feelings of sadness and loneliness drift away.
>This feels... Good.
>You slide on over to a group in the center of the room.
>Unfortunately for you, Pinkie has other plans.
>She grabs you by the arm, and drags you yet again away.
>PP:”We were just talking about you Anon!”
>You’re thrust into another group, made up of her, Rainbow Dash, and a few p0nies you had yet to meet.
“Hey Dash.”
>She nods, tilting her glass in your direction in response.
“And you three are?”
>They open their mouth’s, but a loud crashing sound halts the party.
>PP:”What just happened?”
>Everyp0ny turns to see the stereo system in ruins, and a grey pegasus atop it.
>RD:”Derpy!”
>D:”I’m sorry guys. I just-”
>A group nearest to her grow angry.
>”Don’t know what went wrong?”
>”Yeah, we know.”
>”You never know what went wrong. I doubt you even know anything!”
>Ok, this is doesn’t fly with you at all.
>You calmly walk up to the stallion that replied last, tapping him on the shoulder.
>”What is- Oh, it’s the ape.”
“Please leave her alone. She made a mistake, but she owned up to it. She’s even apologized.”
>”And just who do you think you are?”
“My name is Anonymous.”
>You extend your hand, awaiting a shake that would never come.
>”And I’m Blue Blood, A royal stallion who doesn’t deal with the likes of you.”
>He slaps your hand away, and continues to rant with the now forming crowd around the helpless grey pegasus.
>You feel your right fist ball, and you tap Blue Blood once again.
>BB:”What is it no-”
>You throw a powerful right cross angled downwards, sending him crashing into the cold floors.
>Why did you just do that?
>This isn’t you...
>Why do you feel so..?>You can’t think, your anger overflows.
“Did you not hear me!? I said stop!”
>He whimpers on the ground, his cheek swelling and growing red.
>Where is this all coming from?
>Everything is fuzzy, and your actions are out of your control.
>Celestia motions to Twilight out of your sight.
>Twilight gallops over to you, standing between you and the now scared crowd.
>TS:”Anonymous, that’s enough. You need to stop this-”
“Did you not see what they were all doing? How can you just stand there and let it happen?”
>You push her aside, moving in.
>TS:”Princess Celestia was right.”
>This halts all of your motion.
>You reply without looking back at her.
“Celestia was right about what?”
>Her eyes grow wide, her hands fly up to muzzle her mouth.
“What!?”
>You step towards Twilight, your uncontrolled anger boiling.
>A flash of blinding light stops your course, and slowly dissipates to reveal standing between you and Twilight none other then the Princess.
>C:”Anonymous, you must calm down and control yourself.”
>Before you reply, your own hand stifle’s your heated response.
>What is wrong with you?
>Pinkie backs away, mumbling.
>PP:”Oh no no no...”
>It takes all of your power to control yourself, though you shake visibly.
“What did you say about me, Celestia?”
>C:”I wanted Twilight to watch you.”
“What...?”
>Twilight backs up, shrinking away in fear.
>C:”We still are very unsure about you Anonymous. We didn’t know how you would react here, but after that display I know I was right.”
“But what did I do...”
>Your anger shifts, betrayal and loneliness spreading throughout your form.
“You...”
>Celestia takes a step closer.
>You back away reflexively.
“You don’t know me! How could you just-”
>C:”Anonymous, calm down, and let us-”
“No! I... I just-!”
>You bolt past her, pushing through the crowds of p0nies.
>C:”Anonymous!”
>You sprint through the hallways, remembering the path.
>Celestia follows close behind, with the mane 6.
>C:”Anonymous, please!”
>You run right out the doors, down the steps and out of Canterlot Castle.
>The 6 mares follow you to the steps, but Celestia stops at the doors.
>C:”My friends.”
>They all stop, turning around to face the Princess.
>C:”Let him go.”
>Apple Jack and Rainbow Dash protest, but to no avail.
>C:”We can’t help him now. Not after what we... I just did to him.”
>The night sky is a endless purple and blue up above, broken only by the light of the few shining stars and the centered moon.
>A few of the royal guard show up at Celestia’s side.
>RG:”Princess!”
>C:”What is it?”
>RG:”Three guest left right as you did. The rest did shortly after, heading home.”
>C:”I’m not surprised they did. You saw what happened.”
>RG:”Celestia, you misunderstand. We were unable to identify two of them, but they were headed after you!”
>C:”They could have been trying to help.”
>RG:”We lost all three of them as we rounded the entrance, but...”
>C:”Yes?”
>RG:”Princess, the third was your sister.”
 
Celestia POV
>Things could not have gone worse.
>If you weren't so doubtful of Anonymous...
>PP:“Everyp0ny...”
>You don't hear her, instead keeping your eyes on the night sky.
>PP:“I HAVE SOMETHING TO TELL YOU ALL!”
>That got your attention.
>PP:“This may be a teeny tiny bit... my fault.”
>This is impossible.
>You know this is your fault.
”What are you talking about Pinkie Pie?”
>TS:”How could this be your fault?”
PP:“This was actually all my fault.”
>TS:”What did you do?”
>PP:“I may have... I mean I did spike Anonymous’s drink.”
>You and the group shoot her dumbfounded looks.
>TS:”You did what?”
>PP:“It was just to loosen him up. I gave him a small shot of potion that Zecora gave me to bring me out of my... funks... that I get into. You know, like when I thought you guys weren’t my friends? I was all grey and miserable, but that potion brings me back all happy again!”
>RD:”Then why did he get all angry!?”
>She scratches her mane, trying to think.
>PP:“Oh! You see, it amplifies your emotions! See, I took it to amplify my happiness so I can be me again. But...”
>R:”When he saw that brute Blue Blood and his ruffians barraging Derpy like that...”
>TS:”He got angry. And the spiked drink-”
>PP:“Yup. Amplified it.”
>TS:”Then later before he ran away, how did he manage to calm down?”
”He’s stronger then a p0ny. In both mind and body. He was able to control himself despite the drug Pinkie had given him.”
>Everyp0ny stands in silence.
”We were all so wrong.”
>The mane 6 head inside for the night, leaving you alone.
>Despite being the sun goddess, tonight you feel the bitter cold of the night kiss your body.
”I was so wrong.”
>You fly upward, landing on the balcony of your room.
>You head towards your bed, forgetting about your missing subjects and your sister.
 
Anonymous POV
Somewhere outside Canterlot
 
>You’re still running, despite that you have no idea where you’re headed.
>Your vision returned to normal, and you can think rationally once again.
>Shouldn’t you be thinking about what happened back there?
>There’s no time for that.
>Just another thing to push away, another thing you try to forget.
>You don’t want to think.
>Hell, you can’t with the way you’re running.
>You can hardly breathe.
>There’s a tree a little further up ahead, a perfect place to stop and rest.
>No longer sprinting, you make your way underneath it’s shelter, and take a moments rest.
>Your eyes close, and you drift-
>”Anonymous?”
>Dammit, you never get to just...
>It’s Princess Luna.
>L:”Are you alright?”
>Disbelief fill your features.
>Thankfully, your anger has faded, and you can breathe.
>Your response is calm, despite your feelings.
“No, Luna. I’m not alright at all.”
>She settles down next to you.
“How can you stand me right now? After what I just did...”
>L:”It’s not your fault-”
“How could it not be my fault? I lost control, I hit that stallion. I even yelled at your sister!”
>Luna giggles at the thought of you yelling at her sister.
>L:”She needs it sometimes. Besides, it’s not the first time you yelled at her. Remember when you first landed in Canterlot Castle?”
>How did she...
>Ah yes, Alicorns can-
>L:”Read minds? No, i didn’t read yours, not counting now though.”
“Please stay out of my head.”
>L:”You don’t have to worry about it. But what I was trying to say is that I am connected to my sister, and her me. We know of the other’s doings, not perfectly, but we can catch glimpses.”
“So...”
>L:”So I saw a certain Pink mare explain the real reason behind the happenings tonight. You can thank miss Pinkie for lacing your drink with her own potion. To make things more simple, the potion is the reason for your actions at the party, not you.”
“But even if it influenced me, I still felt those things. Maybe not as strongly, but I am still the problem behind the action.”
>Luna sits, shocked at your answer.
“And on top of that, your sister put spies on me? No one trusts me...”
>L:”ANONYMOUS! THOU MUST LISTEN TO ME!”
>The royal fucking voice.
“Luna, stop that. Now.”
>L:”I needed your attention. I-”
>Leaves shake free from the tree.
>The ground rumbles under loud footfalls.
>Though you thought about it, no time to throw the blame at Luna.
>You and Luna turned to see a seemingly and hysterically steroid-fueled bear towering over the both of you.
>Atop it's head is a blue star crest.
>It’s coat is purple, and like Luna's hair, filled with stars.
>Razor sharp teeth row it's large snout as it grows into a sinister smile.
>Claws protrude each of it's massive paws, twitching in anticipation of the craving of a meal.
>To make matters worse, the beast was easily 10 times your size.
>L:”It’s a Ursa Minor...”
“Luna-”
>She takes a defensive stance in front of you, her horn aglow with magical energy.
>L:”Step back Anonymous. I’ll-”
>The beast slaps her aside as she turns to face it.
>You run over to her side.
>She’s breathing, but unconscious.
>It’s up to you then.
>You take a light-footed fighting stance.
>You could really use Pinkie’s drink right now.
>It’s been awhile, but your muscle memory handles the movements perfectly as you had trained long ago.
>Something inside you boils up, stirring strength and purpose into you.
>Your heart rate picks up to fuel your body.
>Your vision becomes more vibrant, allowing you to clearly see your surroundings regardless of the lack of light.
>Your ears focus, hearing the Ursa’s lungs as they expel and air, shifting it's immense frame.
>Closing your eyes, you begin to listen.
>Air whistles as the Ursa lunges towards you.
>It’s heavy footfalls and shifting weight gives it’s intention away long before it moved.
>You dive and roll to your right, missing it by inches.
landing on your feet in an instant as you turn to face-
>No.
>It’s faster then you anticipated.
>You dodge it’s swing, but there is no gap this time.
>Crimson quickly soaks your shirt, blood seeping from your chest.
>You glance downward.
>It’s not deep, but if you try to move like that again...
>The Ursa launches it’s right paw towards you, it’s saber-like claws ready to impale you.
>Your body and mind had only moved with such unity and speed once before.
>You tense the muscles and tendons in your left leg, taking a half step outward.
>The claws are much closer...
>Now.
>You force your right hand up to your chest, then push outward.
>You focus on the movement, willing every fiber of your being to push, despite their screaming in protest.
>Using the muscles and and joints of your right arm at speeds not known to human boundaries, you force your hand outward, just as the claws enter your body's range.
>Your hand connects with the claws, and pushing your self above and beyond your limit you will your arm  into the slapping motion...
>And effectively shunt the beast’s strike away.
>His momentum carries him forward, slipping and crashing into the ground.
>Dust clouds kick up around the area.
>You fall to your knees as you clutch the now bleeding opening in your chest.
>Tasting copper, you spit the blood forming in your mouth.
>Dammit, the Ursa Minor’s getting back up...
>You glance to your left.
>Luna’s still out.
>You’re unable to continue to fight.
>You slowly crawl inch by inch to lay at Luna’s side.
>A dark trail of blood stained your path.
>Casting one more look towards Luna, you shift to gaze at the sky.
>Maybe you just aren’t meant to live.
>Not here, not on Earth, not anywhere...
>A shooting star lances across the sky, creating a beautiful array of flashing lights amongst the dark expanse.
>The silence is broken by the sound of a soft and gentle violin.
>Rhythmic beats and electronic tones pulsate to match the light display above, complimenting the now strong and crisp notes flowing from the orchestral instrument.
>If this is a hallucination, you hope only that it never ends.
>With a groan and great strain, you manage to work your way to a sitting position.
>What you see you will never forget.
>Before your eyes stood two defiant figures separating the beast from completing it’s kill.
>The one to the left moves with trance-inducing movements, mesmerizing the bear.
>She’s a elegant grey mare with stunning black hair cascading down her contours.
>Despite her dance, she hits each note with precision and perfection, completing her already astounding performance.
>The one to the right hovers inches from the ground, aglow with a blue silhouette of pure magic.
>She’s a alluring white unicorn with a striking blue mane, giving her a edgy aura.
>Swirling around her are a set of speakers, resonating with her magic to create both bass and synths.
>Together, the pair lull the Ursa Minor into a controllable state with a unified crescendo.
>At the peak of their song, the Unicorn drops a pounding bass, matched in power by the solo of the violinist.
>The combined assault of sound-waves propel the monster off it’s feet.
>It lands far in the distance, plumes of dirt and dust clouding it from view.
>As the obstruction settles, the Ursa scrambles to it’s feet, and runs off in a panicked hurry.
>The pair turn to face you, the grey heroine checking on Luna, while the white savior moves to your side.
>”Hey Anonymous? Can you hear me?”