"He is getting up." the voice echoed in my head. I opened my eyes to be facing a dimly lit ceiling with the warmth of a furnace blowing through the room.

"Hey man that was some fight, its the first time anyone has survived the timber wolves." I turned my head to my side to be facing a unicorn looking at me with a toothy grin. he was wearing an eye patch and had  a large scar streaking through his face. where his left back leg should have been was replaced with a crooked prosthetic limb.

"hey where am I" I tried to sit up but the pain in my side said otherwise " hey settle down for a bit. that pack leader took a huge chunk out of you." I looked down to see a messy bandage of my torso up to my chest. three light blood stains leaked onto the white bandages. " what happened while I was out."

"well the medic team shot you with some tranquilizer and started to settle your wound Our mighty princess followed you all the way back here with the medical group until the guards took her away. She went to her room and started mumbling about you."

His grin got wider.

"well who cares anyway, your name is being chanted throughout the halls, everyone saw your insane charge towards the wolves, heck they even gave you a stage name, it was eh.... Grey Ghost. pretty creepy but you know they need to sell tickets and Grey Ghost became your name. In fact they even gave you your own coat, and on your first battle"

"Coat?" I began to stand up and adjust myself.

"well after an amazing feat in combat they give you a name and a coat. you know something that the audience can recognize you by. After my scrape with the warlord of the swamps my own leg was taken off me. so I got the name Three legs. not so catchy but it works."

I smiled at him and began to walk towards the heat." so why did they call me Grey Ghost?"

He grinned back "'cos they said you already dead."

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I limped towards the fire. my wound had taken its toll and my hind leg felt as if it was slammed by a sledge hammer. Around the fire place were other ponies which huddled together with empty bowls beside them. My stomach rumbled. I guess I also had to eat. Three-legs read my mind.

"Here you go boy. Not the Kanterlot palace but you know, its still food." He plopped beside me, passing me a bowl. "By the way, take as much as you want. they try to make us as comfortable or we don't fight as good. if you get popular you get a little extra gold from your fans. I got plenty myself, maybe soon I can buy my way out." he chuckled and carried on eating his food. It was like porridge except with carrots and potatoes inside.

"well don't be shy, dig in." he wasn't kidding, it was pretty good. I finished my bowl and thanked three-legs. I looked around the room. The other ponies had gone to sleep. "Hey how come there are only ponies in this area?" Three-legs pushed the bowls into the bin "Well they separate the groups to avoid inside fighting. You know so we go fight outside"

He smiled. "well now that you are all better go see the Princess, she wants to talk to you." he carried on tending the fire and I went to see the princess in her room. I walked down the dim corridor, as I went deeper I heard a voice echo " search for the room with the moon on it."  I smiled and carried on walking. To my right I saw it. The moon shimmered illuminating the area around it. It amplified the dim candle making that portion of the corridor brighter. I knocked on the door.

I waited for a few minutes when i heard a muffled "enter" I opened the door with my front hoof and unconsciously bowed, she is still royalty. Luna was looking at letters from fans when she realized I was still kneeling. "rise pony Thy does not need to show honorifics when in my presence, i but a soldier such as yourself in the middle of a battle."

I rose sheepishly smiling at her. "Princess Lu-"

"Please, call me Luna, or if you want my stage name Nightmare Moon." the princess interrupted spitting at the words Nightmare Moon.

"Well pri- I mean Luna you wanted to see me?" she looked at me then went back to her letters.

"Yes its about your inability to use magic, and something else."  She put the letters down and approached me.

I slowly sank lower. even though she was an ally her presence was overwhelming. She stood inches away from me and bit onto the bandages on my back. I reeled in shock, the bandages blinded me as I stumbled around the room. The princess just stood and waited for me to regain my balance. "I was right, its a good thing those bumbling fools did not realize what you are."

I stood up in a daze. "what?" Luna looked at me with a confused look. "Did you not know?" she huffed and pulled a mirror from her bedside. In it I saw my wings.

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"WHAAAAT" I looked in shock and awe, I HAD WINGS. I flapped them slowly as being cramped in the bandages made them numb. "when you wore that armor The wings were hidden, I only saw it when they wrapped you with bandages." I had stopped listening I had both a horn and wings....I'M AN ALICORN  I hopped around in glee feeling lighter than air.

Until Luna pulled me back to earth "there is not point if you can't use magic." I dropped back to the ground " Bu..bu..but I can learn can't I"  She shrugged " perhaps you can, but it isn't easy, during training hours come find me. I will teach you. For now go to Three-legs and see if he can help you out.

I left the room and closed the door behind me. "I'm an Alicorn!" I found myself smiling for no reason. I saw Three-legs smiling back at me. " So you are an Alicorn." he grinned "Well come on we need to go to bed, tomorrow we have to train."

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I woke up to three legs jabbing me in the side with his good leg. "Hey come on sleepy rise and shine." he shoved another bowl in front of me. "time to get training lets go"  I quickly ran though a creek to get freshened up and headed outside. Three-legs was waiting. "well I need you to be a better fighter. that troll you beat was only a peon or a worker troll. We need you to be strong enough to take out a full grown one." I shuddered at the thought of how tough a full troll might be

" So let me take you to your arsenal of weaponry allowed in the arena." We walked to a large room where other ponies practiced magic or were hand to hand fighting. "well here we are." he lead me to a large table. on it were an assortment of weapons ranging from swords and shields to crossbows to boots with sharp edges and even what looked like steampunk weapons.

"Well first the sword." he picked it up with his mouth. "you shee that ith can be wielded withh your mouth". he spat it out and attached something like a cup holder. "or you can use one of these." he clipped the sword to it and swung it around. "personally the mouth is better. faster more flexible and keeps your hooves empty, axes clubs scythes can all be held with your mouth, your shield will be on your arm."

He placed the sword back and picked up the cross bow. "This baby needs the clip-on. very dangerous. he clipped it to his front arm and raised it. he shot and it stuck into the bulls eye of a nearby target. "To reload simply pick another bolt from your pouch and spit it in. then use your mouth to pull the trigger back."  He expertly spat his bolt in and flicked his front hoof and the crossbow was loaded. "well if you use it long enough loading isn't a problem."

He unclipped the crossbow from his arm. "now we go to the guns." these are only loaded with shells. very fast loading and bullets pack a punch. however the bullets can't get through the really thick armor that the crossbows can." he clipped it to his

arm and punched the side of the cannon. The Bullet spat out and sailed through the air before exploding into a ball of flame.

He smiled. "all showy but its more for the spread shots." he heaved the heavy weapon back onto the table.

Three-legs Picked up a small revolver. "very light and fast firing reloading can be a pain and the bullets that can survive the blast are only buck shots which frankly don't do much damage. but its good for a distraction.

He pulled off the pistols with his mouth.

He looked exhausted. looking on he picked up the sharp boots on the table. "alright there are these boots which are good for kicking. your armor can be filled with weapons such as  a dart launcher or a lasso and maybe even a flail. he picked up the flail and swung it onto the nearest dummy. it was decapitated in one hit.  he took a breather. "well then now that you are all set lets start training.

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