CHAPTER FOUR: Settling In

I helped Silvermoon unpack her bags as we went through each room in our house. She gawked at the décor, I always thought it was normal décor, must be a completely new world to her. After we finished packing, I head over to the main bedroom and laid down, I was exhausted. I heard the door open and saw Silvermoon walk in panting.

“You tired to?” I asked, turning my head over to her. She looked back at me with those big silver eyes.

Daayum!

“Yeah... I didn't know your house was so big!” Silvermoon put her hooves up at the ceiling.

“What now?” I asked.

“I have no idea... I've already been around Canterlot hundreds of times, along with you showing me every inch of the house.” Silvermoon punched me on the shoulder playfully.

I looked around the room. Wondering what to do...

“I guess we could go and say hi to Lance and Twilight... we did say we where going to talk to them soon.”

Silvermoon got up. “That sounds like a great idea! But first, let's take a few hours off.” Silvermoon slidded towards me and put her hoof on my chest and closed her eyes. I breathed deeply, relaxing myself. This was the first real rest I've had in a long time, when I thought about it a little more.

Later...

I knocked on the door with my hoof, the door swung open. I saw Lance again.

Quick Authors Note: This follows Living The Dream, so Lance is a human.

“Hey, Dorchester, Silvermoon, come on it!” He greeted me inside. I saw Kara and Spark playing in the center of the large room with Twilight supervising them.

“Don't be too rough on her Spark! Remember her wing! Oh hi Dorchester!” Twilight greeted me with a quick hug. She greeted Silvermoon as well and guided us to the living room.

“So, how are you liking Dorchester's house?” Lance said, leaning back on his chair.

“It's really big, took us awhile to put everything I wanted inside.” Silvermoon said, I had my wing around her neck, like a boy with his arm around his girl.

Heh... sex jokes...

Oh quiet you!

“Well, now that's been established, I got a letter requesting my presence with the king.” Lance said, bringing forth a letter in his hands.

“Cool, I had a quick meeting with the king awhile ago.” I said, remembering my short conference with him.

“Did you catch his name?” Twilight asked.

“No, not yet at least.” I responded. Silvermoon had cuddled against me, pressing herself against my chest. I began to feel a wingboner coming on...

Dorchester and Silvermoon sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!

You are so immature...

Don't you mean we are so immature?

I hate you...

Problem?

Lance folded up the letter and looked at Twilight.

“Mind teleporting me over to the palace Twi?” Lance asked. I coughed.

“Hmm?” Lance said, glancing over at me.

“I want to join you, of course with Silvermoon.” I said, glancing down at Silvermoon who was looking at me with big silver eyes, full of excitement.

“Well... okay.” Twilight said, her horn began to glow and we were engulfed in a flash of light. What I saw was the usual throne room, but with the king incased in his swirling magic.

“I see you have brought friends, Lance Greenfield.” The king said. All three of us bowed at the same time.

“Rise my friends.” The king ordered, his booming voice echoed across the nearby halls.

“I ask, why have you summoned me here?” Lance said.

“Because I have felt something, something that might put us in a small amount of trouble. Dorchester, I want Silvermoon to stay by your side every night. I expect the same from you Lance, stay by your family when my daughter lowers the sun, and my other daughter rises the great moon.”

The king paused for a second, deep in thought.

“Lance, Silvermoon, you must go. I want to talk to Dorchester, alone!” The King barked, all the guards walked out calmly.

“I'll wait for you at the house.” Silvermoon said, she walked out with Lance to the outside.

Once everybody was gone, I looked at The King.

“Why did you request that I stay?” I asked. Suddenly, the king's swirling encasing vanished to reveal the rest of his body. His cutie mark was that of both the sun and the moon, his large muscular body was revealed, covered in scars and scratches that he had gained over his life since the beginning.

“Come with me.” The king said, his horn glowed and we were transported to a long, dark hallway. Filled with some sort of signs.

“Follow.” The king said calmly. I followed him in silence. He stopped at a drawing of a large serpent like creature, rising from some type of whirpool. In front of him was a cliff with some type of ruins behind him, a lone black figure stood before it, with many others behind him. I recognized it, that was the day I died and returned!

“The prophecy fortold of this day, when he would rise and bring destruction upon the world I worked so tirelessly to create...”

The king paused again.

“Lace Danneggiato would rise, and a lone soul who's past was filled with recent events that scared him, would face up and destroy the beast... killing himself in the process. You, Dorchester, defied that very law that was passed down to you. Which means that...”

He stopped again, and stared at the drawing of Lace Danneggiato.

“He is not truly defeated.”

I stepped back a few feet. Lace Danneggiato wasn't truly defeated... but how?!

“The one who defeated him, must follow his path and die as well. I fear because of that moment... when you rose from death's grasp itself... something changed that day, Lace sensed it as well. Which means... you only delayed his return.”

I took a few steps forward, recovering from that shock.

“What... what are you saying?” I asked.

“In order for the prophecy to be completed, you must travel back in time, and stop whatever changed your fate.”

That made me feel better...

“So... either way I was supposed to die?” I asked.

“Yes.” The king answered. He stopped staring at the picture and looked back at me.

“What will you do?” He asked.

“But... Silvermoon...” I gasped.

“I understand... sacrifices must be made. But I can give you time... until Lace Danneggiato truly returns... you can stay in the present time and live with your Silvermoon. But be warned, do not grow too attached to her.”

What he said reminded me and My Little Dashie. Damn that fanfic made me cry so hard.

“Or else it will be harder to let go...” We both said in unison.

“I will stay. I will stay until his true return, and then I will stop myself from being revived... if it is said to be...” I looked down, I couldn't believe it! I should have died! But I didn't! This sucks!

“How do you think it happened?” I asked, lifting my head.

“I'm not sure... I'm worried that it might be something important... at least that's what I think.” The king said. He sighed.

“I forget... what is your name again?” I asked. I knew I had heard it before...

“My name... my name is Horus.” The king said.

“I think we should depart... your time is limited.” Horus said, he transported me back to my house. Great, now I would have to live with this weird feeling that I was supposed to let myself die. Just great... Next Chapter: The Prophecy Estimated time remaining: 1 Hour, 35 Minutes