“Midnight let me see the Revolving Sun.”

I unholstered the gun and let Celestia look at it. “Here.”

Celestia looked the revolver over for a few seconds before opening the cylinder. “It’s a shameful condition this gun is in.”

I cocked my head to the side. “What do you mean shameful condition? I’ve barely had to use the Revolving Sun.”

Celestia shook her head at me. “It’s not the use that the gun has seen. It is in near pristine condition. What I mean is you don’t have it set up as I would have.”

“What would you change about it?” I was quite curious as to what was wrong with that faithful revolver.

“Well for one I would have a seven shot cylinder not a six. The gun was built to have a large cylinder. The second thing is you have a snub nose barrel on this.” Celestia started to dismantle the gun. “Better for close range and also for making a bigger bang.”

“Do you have the parts to upgrade it?” I watched with a little worry as she continued to tear the revolver apart.

“I do have them. Also it’s missing the gold inlay. And lastly I would have it look less like it does. No mouth grip? Seriously who got ahold of this thing? What happens when you can’t use magic? Then how are you supposed to fire this thing?” Celestia shook her head as she started to reassemble the gun. “It doesn’t matter. I don’t have a grip ready for this gun. I suppose it will go on as a unicorn or alicorn only gun.”

“So what creature was it designed for. If not truly for us?” I reached into my saddlebags looking for something I had found long ago.

“Creatures we rarely talk about. There name has been lost to time. Even from what I know I simply can’t recall.” Celestia fell silent as I pulled out the little bobblehead. “Yes. Those are the creatures this gun was really designed for. Where did you find this? Did somepony give it to you?”

I shook my head causing the bobblehead to shake as well. “No I found it after leaving the stable. I’ve been curious as to what type of creature they are.”

“Friends. Odd creatures they are. They mean us no harm. But you should stop pursuing knowledge of them.” Luna trotted over and inspected what I held.

“Why?”

“They are an evil race of creatures. While they mean us no harm they can cause it without trying. It is just in their nature to be terrible creatures.”

That was weird and creepy. “Alright then.”

“So what’s next for us?” Harmony slid out of her chair.

“Well as we’ve said before we need you to do what you do best in order to restore order to this land. If all goes well you’ll have happy lives. If not…. Let’s not discuss the more morbid side.”

I nodded. Yeah that would be nice if you didn’t treat us like we were just nothing. We do know what we’re doing after all.

Celestia tuned our radio into a channel of chatter. “Listen.”

“Have you found where it is they call home?”

“Yes sir.”

“Well out with it soldier. I don’t have the whole day to sit here with my dick in my hooves.”

“They inhabit New Appleloosa. And there’s more sir.”

“More. Well it must be my birthday. Except you keep stopping in the middle of telling me important information!!! So I’ll ask you one more time, what else do I need to know shit for brains?”

“The high value targets Celestia and Luna and residing inside the town.”

“The princesses who have been causing so much trouble are hiding out in that city? How did you get this information?”

“I went on a recon mission sir. I saw them land before quickly disappearing into a building.”

“Are you sure it was them?”

“Yes sir.” The stallion’s voice was shaky.

“What was that? I couldn’t hear you over the sound of you pissing yourself! Say it again soldier.”

“Yes Sir!”

“Good. Now get out of my sight.”

“Yes sir.”

“Oh holy buck. They know where we are.” I looked at the princesses.

“Indeed they do. What they don’t know is how well armed this place is.” Celestia looked over to Onyx and Demo. “Does that plasma cannon on the roof of town hall work?”

Demo nodded. “Onyx helped to set it up. I’m certain that it will fire.”

“I did what I could to make sure it works. We never did test fire it though.”

An explosion shook the ground. “Well here’s to hoping it fires. Get out there and look to the skies.”

I threw the front door open and jumped outside. “Holy buck!”

A massive airship was hovering over us. It was a mixture of what looked like metal and clouds. One large gun pointed directly at the center of town.

“Onyx get up to that gun and work your magic.” I saw him bolt forward towards the turret.

“If you surrender now and give us the princesses you will not be harmed. As long as we get what we want none of the ponies of this town have to die.”

The Revolving Sun flew out of it’s holster at my side. “I’ll die before I let them take me.”

“Well if it isn’t the mare who has caused me trouble in the past. So Celestia.. How are you these days? Still chasing the ghost of a dead mare?”

“I’ll kill him.”

“Well come on. Speak up. I don’t have time to waste here. After all, if you’d just give yourself up and fly up here I could tell you where she is.” Everything went quiet. “And before you ask, no, we haven’t been torturing her. All though it would be fun to hear her scream for you. Beg for us to return her back to you.”

The Revolving sun unleashed a single shot. One of the special bullets with a sun on the side. For the first time I noticed that after firing the air around the barrel filled with the bright white and yellow of Celestia’s cutie mark.

The shot found its mark on the ship. The bullet sunk deep into the cloudy portion. The air inside started to glow as Celestia charged the bullet inside the ship. “Onyx fire now!!”

The plasma cannon fired a single slow shot towards the ship. It seemed painfully slow. Like I myself could reach the ship before that shot hit.

I was mistaken and awed as the shot hit quickly. The cloud portion of the ship faded away in a bright flash of light. The metal part of the ship was left charred and black. “Retreat you morons.”

The airship was still able to keep in the sky even after a shot like that. Holy shit what did they make these things out of. “What the buck was that?”

“The sun bullets when combined with a large shot of plasma will create a powerful explosion similar to that of a balefire egg exploding. Any sort of water in a close proximity is vaporized. I knew that would work well against that specific ship.”

“Ok. But how?” I watched as the ship slowly crawled away.

“That one has been chasing us for the past couple of years. I needed my gun to stand any chance against it. But now that they’re gone we can discuss what we will do next.” Celestia slid the revolver back into my holster.

I had a deeper appreciation for these mares after seeing that. Part of me believed they were just simple and ordinary. Not unlike the rest of us. But after a display of such power. I couldn’t help but feel honored to be working with them.

“Don’t bother firing again Onyx. That ship won’t be damaged any further by that cannon.” Celestia trotted back inside.

Onyx looked dumbfounded at us.

I couldn’t hear what he said but I guessed something along the lines of ‘Is she bucking serious?’ He probably was right. That was a plasma cannon he was shooting.

I stormed after Celestia. “So why is it we’re just letting them escape? We could have killed them right then and there. We could have made it easier on ourselves when we go to war with them.”

Celestia held up a hoof to silence me. “We let them go because we need to know more about where they call home.” She turned to face me. “You see Midnight I had a plan. I knew they would be coming for us. Along with the bullet from your gun I fired a tracking beacon at their ship.”

“It’s active sister. Soon we’ll know where they call home.”

“As was the plan all along. I did enough damage to their ship to scare them away. In doing so they’ll be heading back to home base for repairs.” Celestia continued to the basement.

I hated waiting. Especially when we could have flown up there and killed off no doubt a platoon or more of soldiers going home to tell command about us. Now we weren’t safe here. Not a single damned pony here would live if those assholes came back in force.

Harmony tapped on my flanks. “Relax. I know what it is you’re going through. I would have preferred to kill off those Enclave soldiers before they could leave. But the princesses have a plan for us. They’ve seen more in their last hundred years then we could in our entire lives.”

I hated the fact that she was right. I hated that I knew the princesses actually were right about what we should do. Maybe they would send us in to destroy the whole Enclave fleet in one blow. “Alright. I’ll try to stay calm. No promises though.”

I followed the princesses into the basement.

They had taken their seats and were waiting for us to sit down. “Now I know what you’re thinking. I would have thought the same thing myself if a mare just told me to not slaughter the group that was probably going to kill me.”

I scoffed. “Yeah, yeah. Get to the bucking point.”

Celestia ignored my harsh tone and comment and continued on. “When the time comes we’ll send Silver, Onyx, and Demo to the Enclave’s outpost and have them level every single ship they have.”

“So what are we going to do in the meantime?” I flopped down onto the couch.

“In the meantime we make a name for ourselves. Midnight and Harmony to be specific. The wasteland looks up to you two. They’ve heard of your work and have taken quite the liking to you. If we do enough good out there…” I interrupted.

“We might be able to raise an army for our cause. Not just a few soldiers of fortune either. Ponies who can truly help us to win.”

Celestia nodded. “Very astute Midnight.”

“And we know exactly who to talk to.” Harmony looked into my eyes.

“PON3 would be able to get our message out into the wasteland. Maybe it’s time for one last trip back there.” I sat up.

“Do you have your message prepared for the wasteland?” Celestia charged her horn.

I looked at Harmony and nodded. “I think we’re about as ready as we can be to deliver our message to the ponies of the wastes.”

Celestia smiled deviously. “Then go forth and do what must be done.”

That light was blinding as Celestia unleashed the stored energy in her horn. We swirled around for a few minutes before we finally came to a stop sitting on a cold stone floor.

I looked around. We were on the roof of a building, and judging by how far I could see a tall one. “Did she just teleport us to Tenpony?”

The door to down below burst open and a few armed guards galloped out. “What the buck?”

A blue shield went up around us. Silver must have gotten teleported here with Harmony and myself.

I grabbed ahold of Harmony’s front hoof. “Come on.” I pulled both of us up.

Harmony looked herself over before finally speaking. “That was an odd feeling. For a second I thought I had a dick. I don’t know how that happened.”

“Are you two quite done? If so could you tell me what you want from me this time?” PON3 was standing in the doorway staring at us.

“We need your help to deliver a message to the wasteland.” Silver pulled us towards PON3.

“Well delivering a message to the ponies out there is what I do best. So what do you need to tell them?”

“We need to call upon them to go to war. Every single radio and station we can reach.”

PON3 looked at us like we were mad. “Every single radio and channel huh? That’s doable. It’ll take some time to configure the network to transmit that much and to not draw attention to this tower.”

“You wanted an interview and we’re here to provide.” I eyed the guards over.

“Guards you’re dismissed for now. I know what these ponies are capable of. I’m not worried about what they’ll do.” PON3 turned around and trotted downstairs.

We galloped to catch up so we wouldn’t get lost in the labyrinth that was the dark area between the presidential suites and the roof.

PON3 navigated the hallways quickly as I assumed he had done many times before. After less than a minutes time we reached a large door. “This is where the magic happens.”

I expected a glorious suite on the other side. An entire floor dedicated to one of the most influential and powerful ponies that lived in this wasteland.

My expectations were shattered by what I saw. While it was a luxurious room no doubt it wasn’t large like I expected. “It’s um….”

“I swear if you say what I think you’re going to I will smack you across the face.” PON3 wavered for a few seconds. “Now go take a seat over there while I get everything worked out the way I want it.”

We followed the stallion’s instructions and went and sat down on one of the few couches.

I sunk into the first couch I laid down on. Not one bed that I had ever laid in felt this damn good.

Harmony plopped down next to me. She didn’t sink nearly as far into the couch. “These are wonderful. I never would have expected anything to be this soft.”

Harmony was right. No furniture we had ever laid our hooves on had been this soft. Only a few things could match this sort of softness. And Harmony made up a myriad of my favorites.

I laid my head down and slowly shut my eyes. It had been a long time since I had last gotten a nap during the day. But now felt like the best and maybe last time I would get a nap.

Mom was sitting in a really comfy looking recliner waiting for me. “Midnight. I’ve been waiting for you.”

I trotted over and gave her a hug. “We’ve been busy doing what we must.”

“I can see that. Not only did you bring back the journal full you brought along a whole crate of memory orbs and a few other journals.” Mom pointed to the giant stack of items behind me.

“Yeah, we spent some time recording our memories for ponies in the wasteland to learn from our mistakes. I guess they’ll help you to be informed about what’s been happening with your little filly.”

Mom smiled and kissed my forehead. “She’s not my little filly anymore. She’s grown up and matured into a very kind and caring mare who’ll do great things out there. And that I’m sure of.”

I sat down in a chair right next to mom. It was nice to just sit there and be with her even if we didn’t talk. “Thanks mom.”

“I try my best for my daughter.”

“Hey mom?”

“Yes sweetheart?”

“What was dad like?”

Mom lost all expression in her face.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean…”

Mom put a hoof to my mouth. “I know you didn’t mean to hurt me. You didn’t mean it when you left to find Onyx so I know you don’t mean it now. I just haven’t thought about your father in a very long time. I had to shift my attention away from him and to you so you could grow up the way you should have.”

I sat up and looked at mom expectantly.

“Your father was an interesting stallion. He wasn’t the most talkative pony in the stable but when he did talk he always had something of importance for you to hear. Every time that we talked he would be so open about himself and so willing to learn about me. It took no time at all for me to fall in love with him.”

“So he was a good stallion?”

Mom smiled. “He was an amazing stallion. When I told him I was pregnant with you he was ecstatic. He started preparations on making sure you had a good room and plenty of toys to group up with. He had planned so many fun things for you two to do together.”

I hung my head knowing. Knowing what she would say next.

“Don’t hang your head sweety. Your father loved you. He would have been there and always have been ready to help you to become a beautiful mare.”

“Have you..?” I let a few tears escape my eyes. “Have you met him? I mean here wherever we are?”

Mom shook her head solemnly but her smile never dimmed. “I haven’t seen him yet. But the way it’s going here I’m sure I’ll see him soon enough.”

“What?” I held back the tears. “What do you mean?”

“I’ve been reliving old memories. Memories of before you were born. With each one I feel closer to him than I have before. And I think one of your friends is helping me along.” Mom produced a little note.

It was addressed to me. “Midnight I know you’ve been coming here in your dreams to speak with your mom. And I know you would like to meet your father but I need some time to track him down. The place you are sitting in is larger than you could comprehend. But I’ve been having your mother remember him to act as a sort of beacon for him. I’ll make sure you see your father. And he’ll see you. Signed ~C”

“The princesses are important ponies to call friends. Celestia’s been helping me to remember who I was. Who I should be. And I’m almost there.” The world started to shake. “Seems like Harmony is trying to wake you. I’ll see you again soon enough.”

I wanted so desperately to stay with her there in that place forever. But I knew I was needed back by Harmony’s side.

“Come on Midnight wake up. We’ve got an interview in a few minutes. It’s time for us to deliver our message to the wasteland.” Harmony’s voice was quiet and soothing.

I sat up rubbing the sleep from my eyes. “Sorry about that. I was just dreaming of mom.”

“I know. It sounded important so I tried not to snoop on your conversation too much.” Harmony slid off the couch and began to trot towards a small door near the back of the room.

I followed close behind trying to stay on my hooves as my body began to wake up again.

“Now wastelanders I know it’s an odd time for me to be broadcasting. And I know it’s even weirder that I’m hitting you from every single channel I could get my hooves on to broadcast with. But I’ve got a couple of crazy mares and their one stallion army here in the studio for an interview. That’s right my little ponies I’ve got the two mares crazy enough to fight the raiders out there and win. The two mares that fought a changeling hive and won. Now for those of you who don’t know their names I let them introduce themselves.”

Harmony waved me into the room before speaking. “Hello to anypony out there that has heard of us. My name is Harmony and with me I have Midnight Mane. And we’ve been trying to make this wasteland the safest place we possibly can for all of you.”

I stepped up to the mic. “And now we’ve got something to ask of you. But first we’re going to let PON3 ask us a few questions that you might have about us.”

“Well I’ve heard rumor from a fair number of ponies that you two are not entirely ponies. I’ve gotten word you might have a few cybernetic enhancements.”

“I speak for both Midnight and myself when I say we are free of any such implants. We’re one hundred percent pony and that’s the way it will stay.”

“So you’re saying anypony with proper training can be a pony that can help?”

I jumped on this one. “With the right armor and guns anypony can make a difference in this wasteland. Good training comes into play to keep you in the best shape so you can do more for the wasteland and your friends in need.”

“One that I get a lot about you two is to ask if you’re committed to anypony. But before you speak I’d like to tell the good ponies to stop asking if they should even try to get with you. These two are a happily wed couple. Now my final question. What do you want from the ponies of the wasteland?”

Harmony and I were in sync. “What we want is for anypony who has the ability to to rise up and fight for this wasteland. We’ve got an incoming threat of Enclave soldiers who seek to destroy all that we have created. If you can help us to fight back we need you to help us fight. Because even if we are trained and skilled fighters there simply is too many Enclave soldiers for us to kill. But with your help we can stop them before they take over this area. We can stop the violent manners of the Enclave and any raider group that gets in the way. We just need you to help.”

“Well you heard that right folks. These two mares are trying their best to protect you all from the creepy crawly baddies out there. Now I’ve gotten to know these two very well. I’ve seen them taking on outposts that I would have thought impenetrable by even the Brotherhood. But they’ve done it. However they do have somepony else to help them out.”

“The alicorn stallion. A fighter skilled enough to level hundreds of enemies without taking a hit. A badass that walks with us.”

“So Silver would you mind saying a few words for our audience?”

“Well I don’t know much about everypony out there, but I do know one thing about every one of them.”

“And what would that be?”

“That they can make a difference. If they join together with us we can stop the Enclave in their tracks and free this wasteland of these dangerous and evil ponies.”

“Well my little ponies. You’ve just heard from some of the most dangerous ponies I have the honor of calling friends. And they need you to go to war. I know I’ll be doing what i can to help them out. And I’d like to call upon anypony who may have just stumbled upon this broadcast. Rise up and fight for a free wasteland. Fight for the world these two and all of us deserve. That is all for this very special interview. And now for some music.”

We trotted out of the radio room and back to the couches. “So do you think we got there attention?”

The ground started shaking below us. “Ummmmm?”

The door to this place burst open. A large crowd of ponies were looking at us. They looked delighted to see us. “We heard your message on the radio. We’re in.”

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

Author's Notes:

I think the upload schedule will be every other week for the time being. I've been quite busy with college and haven't had much time nor inspiration to write, but I promise I'll finish uploading this story just as soon as I've finished it.