Chapter Three: What's my name now?

"Twilight?" Asked Fluttershy knocking in a door politely, "can I come in? I got someone here who can't remember anything."

No, it's not that I don't remember. It's that I just don't know. I decided not to argue against it though.

There was a breif hesitation before I heard a voice, "oh, yes. Come in."

Fluttershy gently pushed open the door and in the middle of the room, was a purple unicorn with trimmed black hair. Her muzzle was buried in a book being held by a mysterious force emenating from her horn. She turned around and gazed at us with her violet eyes. She blinked and set down the book, the magic disappearing. She stepped towards me and examined me.

"What's your name?" She asked me.

I didn't want to say 'Em' again and get that same strange look I got from Fluttershy. I shrugged and hung my head like I've been defeated in a serious battle. "I don't remember."

The unicorn tilted her head. "She's got a pretty wild mane. It seems like she's been through a lot."

"I-I have." I lied.

"But do you remember?"

"No."

Fluttershy looked at the purple pony. "She's pretty strange. She doesn't know anything about Cloudsdale or Ponyville. Can you please figure out what's wrong, Twilight?"

Twilight sighed and looked me over again. "I got a theory. Maybe she was a rock or a beetle before another pony came over and practiced magic on her, turning her into a pegasus. Then perhaps darted off before this pony could regain full consiousness."

"I thought she might've fallen out of Cloudsdale." Said Fluttershy. Then she looked at me right in the eye. "Do you think there's anything we could call you?"

I gulped and looked at Twilight Sparkle again. Hopefully she had a faint idea what she could call me. Because to be honest, I don't have any clue what to call myself now. And if this were a dream, I'd already be awake. I have to finally face the music; I'm a pony.

"Well, her wings stand out." Twilight's voice brought me back to reality.

"Yeah, she's pale but her wings are a deep cobalt. I've never seen a pony with seperate colored wings before."

Twilight smiled and then clapped her hooves together. "That's it! We can call you Cobalt Wings!"

Fluttershy smiled. "It's a beautiful name. How do you feel about it?"

I turned my head around to stare at my large wings. They were much larger than Fluttershy's puny wings. I shuddered for no apparent reason. Twilight put her hoof on my shoulder. "We can tour you through the city. Would you like your tail and hair trimmed?"

I nodded like a clueless idiot and walked outside with Fluttershy and Twilight Sparkle. On the cobblestone streets, there were even more ponies. There were ponies with wings, or maybe with a horn, or sometimes both. But most of them had no wings or horn. Some of them grinned. But they didn't grin a good way. I noticed that almost all of them had symbols on their flank. Such as a paintbrush or an apple.

I noticed one silver pony with glasses look at me and a smile played across her lips. Her eyes were narrowed as she mouthed at me, "blank flank." Then trotted off.

I tilted my head. Blank flank?

Twilight or Fluttershy didn't seem to notice. They kept walking as if nothing happened. Up ahead was a small boutique with many gems around it and beautiful flowers that glowed in the sunlight. We walked inside and there was a white unicorn with dark purple curled hair. On her flank was a figure of three diamonds. She turned around and faced us. Her beauty was dazzling, I almost bowed down to her instinctively. I almost forgot to blink as well. Not to mention breathe.

Who thought ponies could be pretty?

She smiled and said happily to me, "hello there. I'm Rarity. What's your name?"

"Cobalt Wings." I muttered. "Could you maybe trim my mane and tail."

Twilight flicked her ear and watched Rarity simply led me to seat. I flopped myself down tiredly and relaxed as the unicorn got some scissors to my mane. The royal blue hair flew down to the floor in long, useless strands. She let one side of my hair cover my face with a few parting strands to reveal my other golden eye. Where it reached my neck, it was purposefully layered to look raggedy. She happily hummed a song as she cut my tail hair to just be an eighth of what it used to be. I twitched my ear and smiled at my reflection. I actually looked pretty nice!

"There you go, Cobalt," hummed Rarity.

"Do you want us to continue your tour of Ponyville?" Asked Twilight, "or would you like to see it yourself?"

"It'd be nice to have some company." I admitted.

Twilight grinned and took my hoof and led me outside. Fluttershy followed while Rarity stayed at the Boutique. But we didn't get very far walking when I saw a flash of orange heading straight to us. I blinked but then everything went dark for a breif moment. As soon as my eyes blinked open, I saw a pair of stem green eyes and orange fur. His unicorn horn was glowing yellow, carrying a small worn out brown satchel. He was wearing a jet black hood, covering his mane and shading his forhead.

"T-take this!" He whispered frantically to me, "meet me at the Everfree forest outskirts when you see a gimpy crow fly across the sky. J-just protect this with your life!"

I was about to say to him that protecting this little satchel with my life is a little over the top but I couldn't respond when he sprinted down the streets as ponies stared at him. Then shrugged.

Fluttershy raced forward and helped me get back up.

"Are you okay?" The yellow colored pegasus asked kindly.

I nodded and stared at the satchel.

"Did you know that pony?" Asked Twilight picking up the satchel with magical levitating powers from her horn, "why is this so important?"

I shrugged and hung my head. I'm such a good use to what's going on right now. However, that pony seemed to scared and afraid of something, or someone.

"Should we take to the library and check it out?" Continued the purple colored unicorn. I shook my head and stared at the bag. What was so important in this bag that it needed to be protected at all costs? So I clenched it in my teeth and swung it over my neck. I tilted my head up at the sky and spotted a small jet black crow in the sky with a bent mustard yellow beak and screwed up wing. It cawed loudly and continued on through the sky.

That must be the gimpy crow.

"I need to go," I muttered as I shot off into the direction of the forest.