Ok I have some good news, and some bad news...

The bad news goes first, B goes before G. ANYWAY.

Bad News: This story, cannot be continued... Thus I am canceling it.

Good News: Here is a bit of chapter 4 and I will REWRITE IT!

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The story was going well so far, but what I have planned for BlueBlood, Steven, and David alike did not fit with what I have written. I'll explain later but for now... A bit of chapter 4.

Disclaimer:

I do not own ponies,blah blah blah anyone else who I forgot to mention, I am super duper ooper sorry for any inconveniences caused.

Now… ON WITH THE STORY!!!

PART 4:

“Find us.” The voices from my weird dream spoke to me.

“Who are you?” I asked.

“We are the voices of the jewels of music; four types of music, three jewels, two eyes and one unity. Find us, help us, and unite us.”

“How do I do that?”

The topaz showed itself and turned back into the mint colored pony, she came close to me and walked past me, I turned to follow her movements. When I completed my turn I saw a ghostly figure of Gilda and myself standing next to an outline of a pony.

“With a duet…” The green pony said.

“How do I find you?”

She looked at me with an emotionless expression, “Fate.” She said, she then turned back into the topaz, and floated away, “You need to find me first, but right now, you need to wake up.”

“Wake up.”

“Please wake up…”

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“Please wake up… Please, Please wake up.” I heard a voice next to me say.

I opened my eyes slowly to look at who it was. It was Luna.

“Prncss?” I mumbled.

She gasped and looked up, “Steven!” She reached across and embraced me, “You’re okay!”

“Wht happnd?” I mumbled again, I couldn’t speak properly.

“Huh? Oh. You were attacked.” She moved her head in the embrace putting her face across my stomach.

“I was?” I asked, renewing my ability to speak.

“Yes. By something I thought was taken care of.” She moved her head up and looked at me, “The nightmare, the Miasma or that dumb cloud of annoying starry smoke that decided it was cool to take control of me and put this land into night time eternal.” Her eyes turned into one a look of concern, “But are you okay?”

“For the most part, what do you mean by thought it was taken care of?” I asked.

“Well, it’s been blasted by the Elements of Harmony, twice, and it still isn’t down.”

“Maybe the Elements of Harmony aren’t enough.” I suggested.

“What do you mean?”

The Jewels of Music. Find us. Help us. Unite us. I thought for a moment, those words kept on popping up in my head. “The Jewels of Music?” I put forward.

“The Jewels of Music?” She asked.

“Yeah, The Jewels of Music, I keep having weird dreams about them in my sleep, they keep saying for me to find them, and unite them.” I explained my dreams to the puzzled princess.

“That sounds like an ‘Element of Nature’.” She instated.

“An ‘Element of Nature’?” I inquired.

“Yes an ‘Element of Nature’. When my sister, brother and I created this land and the balance, we created three groups of Elements; The first, the six Elements of Harmony; Honesty, Loyalty, Generosity, Laughter and Kindness, the sixth however, was a manifestation of the five, with those combined, Magic was created. The second was the six Elements of Nature: Sight, Sound, Scent, Taste and Touch. The manifestation of those came the sixth element of sense, Life. But the last Elements are what my sister and I detested the most, The Elements of Anarchy, the natural opposite of The Elements of Harmony. Dishonesty, Betrayal, Greed, Sadness and Cruelty, The combination of those came to Discord.”

“Wait, earlier you said that it was you, your sister, and your brother?”

She nodded, “Atlan was our older brother, he created the land, and the plant life, while I created the creatures, the stars and moon and Celestia created order, harmony and energy with her sun.”

“What happened to him, why isn’t he here?”

“He is here, but he isn’t what he used to be. When my brother discovered the Elements of Anarchy, he wanted to test them, to meddle with them, to use them. The Elements cannot be controlled by anyone, not even those who created them. When Atlan messed with the Elements his mind became bent, he was twisted into a horrifying evil creature of chaos. Just like when the nightmare took control of me. We called it a ‘draconequus’, but he called himself Discord, he was the manifestation of the Elements of Anarchy. His mind was completely corrupted; he started to torment his subjects. Celestia and I saw this, and put a stop to it. We used the Elements of Harmony to try to overpower his corrupted mind, but there was something else, the Elements of Harmony couldn’t overpower their counterparts, they couldn’t reset our dear brother’s mind or form, the Elements of Anarchy were too deeply engraved into his persona, so the elements trapped him in a stone prison.” She paused as a tear rolled down her face.

“Luna…” I softly said.

She scrunched up her face and put it on my stomach again, “Celestia couldn’t bare to banish him so she turned him into- into a-“ She choked, “A statue, to be PUT IN THE GARDEN!” She began to cry on my stomach, I put a comforting hand on her head, “But she sent me-“ She clenched her jaw but continued, “-to the moon, for-“ She paused and began to sob, “F-For a THAOUSAND YEARS!” Those words rang in my head, a thousand years? She cried openly and I couldn’t bare it anymore, I sat up suddenly and embraced her neck with my arms, and held her tight. She cried into my shoulder but continued her story, “T-the nightmare invaded my mind for a th-thousand years, and now it’s after you!” I kept holding her but she continued, “I fought it off, and it’s gone for now, but it will be back, it will always be back.” She sighed, and coughed. We stayed like that until my back protested against my position.

I broke the embrace and laid back down, “Where is Celestia right now?” I asked.

“I don’t know, I think she is off with Blueblood.”

“Still? Wow… how long has it been since my performance?”

“A couple of hours actually.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, she did say that it was important. Besides, you were unconscious for most it.”

“Oh, heh heh, right, what about the Jewels of Music?” I refocused.

“Right, well, The Jewels of Music are parts of the Element of Sound.” She told me.

This is bad! He is giving up on Jabbing Point! Of all the things that could happen... this is THE. WORST. POSSIBLE. THING!!!

As I said before. I will rewrite the entire story. This is going to be my idea foundation. Judging by this I hope you have realized that I planned to have Steven 'as' the Element of Sound, but no. He doesn't sound like the Element of Sound... He FEELS like something else.

I still have to fill some major holes in the plot and add some new groundbreaking, earth-turning, turn-your-perspective upside-down, princess-has-to-intervene Ideas that will burn your house down! With lemons!

Any complaints or concerns? There is a comment section below...

EssMan out.