I examined the new armor that my soldiers with a smile on my face. The set that I designed a few days ago looked exactly as I envisioned them. The black plates that had azure blue tribal markings on them made the armor both intimidating and epic. Mendez and the other captains couldn't understand why I chose blue over something more aggressive, like red, and I can understand where they were coming from as that color causing slight fear in those that view it. However, it was a common tactic that is abused throughout history, and I don't want that.

I know that the color blue is much more approachable and easier to look at, however. With that in mind, and a little know how in the psychology department. Blue is also the color of winners as it evokes parts of the brain to think ahead and act logically. I know that in theory, having my soldiers wear such a color should keep them calm during wartime. This, in turn, should also look at their fellows with a sense of trust and safety. That and everyone loves the way that the soldiers look like something out of a mystical fantasy. With that in mind, my generals agreed that the new designs were something to appreciate and not taken likely.

With my final inspection done, I moved to the next thing on the agenda for the day, and that was the flesh golems that I asked for. I know that everyone hates the idea of having such things be used for military purposes, but they shut up after I told them that they can't be detected by changelings. Still, even then they still had some problems regarding their original programming as they were prone to sleep with their allies during down time.

Normally that wouldn't have been a problem, but since they get depressed when they can't have that kind of fun. Then it becomes a problem with long deployment times without a partner to play with. I don't want them to commit suicide for no reason during a mission that may last for weeks at a time.

I walked out of the armory and back to my room to check out the flesh golem that Green Eco said was going to be my personal super guard and test subject for the project. I had to wonder how he or she will look like? Will it look ugly? Will it look pretty? Is it short or is it tall? Such questions will have to be answered in time.

As I walked down the empty halls of the castle, I had to wonder what my life has become within the past few days. With things going the way they were, and more and more threats of war coming from our neighbors. My workload has been slowly drowning me in paperwork and stress.

Never have I felt the true brunt of responsibility before. It was like I was on top of the world with deep pride for those around me, and horrible regret as I barely had time for myself anymore. Sure there was the odd moments that I can just sit down and relax, but they don't last. I even missed the days of school much to my dismay. Especially with the reputation that the Trinity Seven has gained since the transfer to their new home.

Summer has joined a gun club and is now the nation's top sniper. Night Shade is, of course, a model again. The twins kicked everyone's ass, Spring Rose stole everything, and Autumn has improved from the last time I saw her duel someone. I would be lying to myself if I didn't miss Aria, Maple, and Umbra too. They were the only friends that didn't try to beat my face in, and from what Summer said to me. They missed me too and not for the naughty things that we did back in the dorm. As much as I wanted to fly down there to hang out, I couldn't, not yet anyway. With the city having a bunch of assassins waiting for their chance to have a go at me. Their lives will be in danger if I get to close, but that was something I was ready to deal with, but I am afraid that distancing myself would ruin what we had. That was something that I was going to have to live with if that comes true. I could only hope that it doesn't

With a sigh that this life was going to be a lot lonelier than I anticipated, I pushed open the doors to my room to see what the hell was inside.

"This has to be a joke," I deadpanned at the pony in my room. Said pony that was supposed to be my personal, military grade, flesh golem just stared blankly at me in response.

"Though, she is very cute. I could dig having her around...For a while anyway," I said as I closed the door and walked up to the pony that was slightly taller than me.

'The albino pony that was clearly based off of Feather Flight, but her eyes are red, which is kinda creepy in a...Count Dracumare sorta way,' I noted as I examined the pony with a red dot sight as a cutie mark, that so does not mean she is good at sniping.

"Whelp, let's see how you work! Uh...Hmm—Where is the instruction manual?" I said as I looked around the pony for said instruction manual.

"Hello, User. I am model #343-LustfulSpark, your personal assassin, and maid of desire. Please input these commands in order as the default setting for this model: 1-Name. 2-Primary Assignment. 3-Sexual Preference. 4-Your Name You Wish To Be Called. 5-Persinallity type. User, please say your inputs when you are ready," the creepy mare in monotone said with a straight face.

'Okay, the instructions come after I place an input. So, since I am bored, let's have some fun!' I thought with an evil smile as I stood in front of her to make my demands.'

"Alright, my little robot thing. Your name is Snowball. Your primary assignment is to be my spy and assassin of targets of interest, as well as be butt buddies. You sexual preference is, lesbian, and I want you to call me...Master," I smiled. The pony blinked for a couple of seconds after I gave her, her orders before that emptiness in her eyes vanished, and her voice changed to something more seductive.

"Hello, my Master. What are my orders for this evening?" she purred in a silky voice that was a major turn on. My smile deepened as I already knew what I wanted her to do, but first. What can she actually do?

"Hello, Snowball. I want to know what you are capable of before I send you out on your mission," I asked.

"Of course my, Master," she nodded in response. "Since I am a flesh golem, I rarely have to eat. I can bleed, excrete and even vomit things out of my system, I can feel pain and pleasure, as well as all other emotions. My life span is almost eternal, however, I am programmed to live as long as my user, but once you die. I will kill myself so no one may learn your secrets," she explained happily.

"So, you are pretty much like a regular pony but you are made of magic and metal and tend to end yourself if I am not around for too long?" I frowned at how minuscule their lives are.

"That is the gist of it," she replied like it was the most normal thing in the world. I sighed at that fact, but that's how her life is. On the upside, I know now to make sure that when these ponies get sent into service that I have their users at the back of the line rather than the front. Don't want to have five hundred or so committing Seppuku during battle.

"Well, that sucks," I shrugged and moved on to my next topic. "Snowball, I need you to infiltrate Celestia's Skyguard and give me all information from the inside of her operations. How you do it is up to you, but I don't want to learn that you died from drinking the cool-aid. You are to give me your first report by the end of the month. Do you understand?" I asked.

"Yes, Master, but before I go. Would you like a massage?" she asked in a sultry tone.

"Why not."

I sat on the balcony outside of my room that has a wonderful view of the city below. The wind was cool as the winter months began to roll in. The cushion that I sat on was as warm as the cup of coffee that sat beside me on a glass end table as I let my thoughts out through calm meditation. Off in the distance, I could hear the traffic of the nightlife as well as the odd train that travels through the city.

After Snowball left to go do her thing, I needed to clear my head from all the stress that has been festering like an infected sore for quite some time now. I knew how to bottle it up and vent it out later with positive things, but lately, it just keeps piling on and weighing me down. With dealing with politics and military crap. I haven't had the time to be, me.

I sighed as I had to wonder what my life would be like if things went differently. 'Would I still be in school? Would I have met Summer? Would Spitfire and I have gotten close in the first place?' Such thoughts gave me a sense of worry if they were true. I can't imagine fighting with those that I have come to call my family every, single day. I knew I would have retreated back into my cold, hard shell, acting like a mute who hates everyone equally.

I would have become a person that was ungrateful, and a total ghost that no one could find. Hell, I don't think I would have ever gotten my cutie mark if I went down that path. Luna did say that a common trait amongst the displaced was a body without talent. No goals or aspirations, just a shell that gets by from day to day without a penny to their name.

What would have happened if I didn't run on that faithful day? That I pretended to be a good filly and kept quiet? I don't think I would ever want to find out, but I could give a good guess as to what could have been. I wouldn't have been paired up with Spitfire. I wouldn't have had friends. I would be in an orphanage, waiting to be adopted while living on horrible food, but because of the way I acted on that day. The Princesses saw how much trouble I could have been and placed me in a home that could rein me in. After that, everything just fell into place.

As I thought of more things that just made me sour, I heard the flapping of wings nearby. I sighed as I knew that the wings that were flapping were way too big to be just a regular Pegasus's wings. I looked over to where the sound was coming from and saw Luna land just a few feet away from me. She gave me a sheepish smile while I gave up my plans of raping her while she sleeps with one hundred magic boxes. Could have done it, but chose not too.

She sat next to me on a cushion that she brought with her and laid down on it with a warm coo for how soft it was. I just shrugged and went back to staring into space as she levitated her own cup of something from the tray that was placed on the table in between us.

"You seem to be a bit troubled Lady Rose. What's wrong?" Luna asked, breaking the silence. I sighed, as I could tell that if I just shoo her away and tell her to leave me alone. She would just come back like a cockroach feeding off of my own internal problems.

"Life, the universe and everything. Why?" I asked back as I took a sip of my delightful cup of coffee. She chuckled at the and muttered something to herself that sounded like, '42,' before she to a sip of her own drink, and spoke again with a little mirth in her tone.

"Isn't that everyone's problems these days? But I can tell that there is more to it than that."

"Yeah, I know. It's just—I don't know what to tell you," I sighed again and stared at my hooves.

"Then what can you tell me?" she asked in a motherly voice.

"I...I don't know. I guess that I am stressed, slightly depressed and a bit lonely? Ever since I took up the throne, I have been seeing my friends and family less and less each day. Normally, I wouldn't be bothered by this, but then again. I've been rather open to those I surround myself with. It also doesn't help that my ass mark tells me what Summer is feeling at the most random times," I paused to crack a smile, knowing that each time my ass mark glows, I know that Summer misses me as much as I do, but that smile died when I remembered that Luna ruined our private time. "And you ruined our private time which made me feel extremely miserable afterward."

Luna flinched that a mentioned what she did to us a few nights ago. I didn't have to look her way to tell that she was sweating up a storm. I heard her clear her throat so that she could say her peace just as I took another sip of coffee. I turned towards the fidgety Princess who look ashamed of what she did was sacrilege or something.

"We are extremely sorry about that. If mother Lunaris were to have learned that I prevented such a rare intimate moment, I would, like the kids these days say, "have my ass beat."

"I bet...Wait, what rare moment? I knew my ass mark was glowing, but that can't be that rare for you to comment about. " I asked as I thought about that night. I knew that we didn't do anything special, other than our ass marks glowing while we did it. That is, until Luna the cock block showed up. She looked at me like I didn't know what I was talking about and spoke again.

"You don't know what that means?" she said in utter bewilderment. I just nodded dumbly at her because I don't know shit about that shit. She shook her head and cleared her throat like she was about to explain the Bible for me, piped up again.

"That glowing is what's known as, "Soul Bonding." It's an extremely rare occurrence that only blooms between partners that were destined to be together. It's so rare in fact. That only a pair out of a hundred million could achieve it at will; let alone by circumstance."

'Okay, we are super special. So what? We can find each other in the darkest pits of hell or something?' I thought.

"It has been said that these partners could feel what each other was feeling continents away, and even locate them if the bond was strong enough. Soul Bonding is also an act of True Love that cannot be broken. Period. Not even Cadence could achieve this state with Shining Armor, or recreate it with other couples that she helps, however."

'Okay, I owe Maple ten Bits, but I don't like that "however" she stopped at.'

"If one were to die while the bond was active. Both will die, but if only one dies when the bond isn't active. The surviving partner will never find love again."

'Fuck, I knew that glowing ass mark that lets me feel the warmth of Summer while she was so far away was bad!' I said internally as the words that Luna said hit me like a truck, making my mood worse.

"So, if either of us dies, then not even family can help heal that wound, huh?" I said as I stared at the floor again. "Also, thanks for making me feel worse when I was just starting to feel happy again. You're real nice, 'ya know that?" I sassed, Luna flinched again from my remark, but she held her motherly composure and spoke again for the last time.

"I am sorry for that truth, but it is something that I had to tell you. I think it would be best if she was here, as well as the others to train and study in the safety of the castle. With all the assassins and militia groups lurking in the city. They will slowly become a target to get to you," she paused to take a sip from her drink. "And, one last thing that I must tell you. Please to fret over this, but your birth mother and blood sisters, are looking for you in Equestria."

I turned looked back at her with my heart beating a mile a second, pleading that what she just said was a lie. "That...That can't be true! Please tell me that isn't true?" She just sighed and placed a wing over my shoulder as she leaned closer to give me a comforting hug.

"I am sorry again, but it is true. They are here and if they go straight to Celestia, they will most likely come here and claim everything as their own. We could only hope that they don't, but if they do. I suggest you do something about it before it's too late to act."

Author's Notes:

The 100 like mark! I iz so happy'z! Anyway. What up with the 300+ favs? Why ya'll tease me so! Meh, not complaining much.

Anywho...

Anyone know how to draws a goods covers arts? A pic that is the pic of the pic that Spitfire took before Winter Rose left for High school DXD. That would be nice.

I just have to point out something really stupid that I learned of today.

Okay. (1) 500ml bottle of Coke Cola costs. 2.25$ with tax
(1) 2-liter bottle of Coke Cola costs. 2.35$ with tax. from store A
Store B sells a 2 liter for 1.85$ while the 500ml goes for 2.45$

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THAT!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! ITS NOT EVEN ON SALE!!!!!!!!! WHAT IS LIIIIIIIIIFFFFFFFFEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

So anyway. I haz lots of pop now. Suck it!

Also, this was a strange chapter that my brain didn't like me with, well. It's out. So nyan!

Still, would loves cover art of the photo Spitfire and Rose took before school. That would make my day. But it's cool if it doesn't happen. I can live with it. Totally not trying to guilt trip anyone.

I will send you a 1.85$ bottle of coke in the mail if someone does. No joke.