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The Featherblade Legacy

by Mysterious Stranger

Chapter 9: Chapter 9: Getting warmer

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When Sharp Wing opened her eyes again it was dark. For a split second she panicked before she remembered she was inside a pony sized saddle bag. Sharp Wing adjusted herself so she could see out of the bag. It was dark outside of the saddle bag too, except for a sky full of stars. Sharp Wing noticed that the only other pony awake was Twilight Sparkle. Frazzle Spark, of course, was still awake as well.

"Why are we flying at night? I thought we didn't want Fraz to get too tired." questioned Sharp Wing.

"I figured since we're so close we might as well travel all the way," Twilight explained. "If you look up ahead, you can see the coast of Zebrawbway."

Sharp Wing peered ahead and saw that she was right. She could see land.

"It's huge, how are we supposed to find Zecora in a land that big?"

"I think what we'll do is land and then look for her in the morning."

"Do we have an address or something?"

"Not really. Truth be told, she's always been rather vague about her homeland," Twilight responded with a shrug.

"Do you think they'll have any dragon sized hotel rooms?" asked Frazzle Spark.

"Oh my gosh! I didn't bring any bits to pay for a hotel!" Twilight gasped.

"Well, never mind then," said Frazzle Spark.

"Where are we supposed to stay? I wasn't prepared for this!" Twilight despaired.

"Calm down, we still have all those tents and sleeping bags. We can just camp out," Sharp Wing assured her.

"Rarity will be so happy to hear that," laughed Frazzle Spark.

After a few minutes Frazzle Spark reached the beach of Zebrawbway.

"Can I wake up the others?" pleaded Frazzle Spark after he had walked up the beach and into a forest.

"Sure," yawned Twilight, not realizing what she was agreeing to.

Frazzle Spark let out a terrifying dragon roar that caused everyone else to wake up with a scream.

Frazzle Spark took one look at everyone's bewildered faces and burst out laughing.

"Why are we in the middle of a forest?" asked Rarity once she had recovered.

"Because we have no bits and there is no sign of civilization anywhere," explained Sharp Wing.

"So we're camping out? In the dark? At night?" asked Fluttershy timidly.

"I call making the campfire!" called out Spike as he raced off to gather up wood.

Before too long the weary travelers were eating fresh apples in the warmth of a blazing green fire, courtesy of Spike.

"Oh, Night Mist! Tell everyone that ghost story you told me and Sharp Wing that one time!" said Frazzle Spark with a mouthful of fish.

Night Mist looked at the big red dragon.

"I don't remember telling that ghost story," he said flatly.

"Oh, right," said Frazzle Spark sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his head. "Anypony else know any good ghost stories?"

"Ooh, ooh, I know a good one!" said Pinkie Pie as she waved her hoof enthusiastically.

"Go ahead, sugercube." encouraged Applejack.

Pinkie Pie stood and turned to face everyone present. An evil gleam shined in her eyes as she began telling the story in a spooky voice.

"Once upon a time, there was a little filly who lived in Ponyville. Her birthday was coming up, so her friends and family decided to throw her a party. It was a big, happy, fun party and everything was going great. A birthday cake was set before her, and she closed her eyes to make a wish. But when she blew, there was a loud whoosh! Not only had the candles gone out, but all the lights too. The little filly glanced around in surprise, but she couldn't see anypony.

'Is anypony there?' she called out, but there was no answer. It was as if they all disappeared. She was scared and alone, and she couldn't hear anything. But then! There was a sound, like chains being dragged across the floor. Clink. Clink. Clink. The sounds of the chains were growing louder, and the little filly tried running away. But her legs were frozen in place and she couldn't move a muscle. The clinking grew closer, until the sounds of the chains were right behind her. The little filly felt a chill in her bones and she-"

Abruptly Sharp Wing felt something grab her from behind, causing her to let out a high-pitched shriek. Everyone at the campfire jumped as Rainbow Dash, who had somehow slipped away and gotten behind Sharp Wing, burst out laughing.

"Oh my gosh!" she howled, "Your scream was even higher than Fluttershy's!"

"Did- did- did you two plan that?" panted Sharp Wing.

"No, that was just me getting payback for that stunt you pulled in the Everfree Forest," Rainbow Dash smirked.

"Well played."

"That's an understatement if I ever heard one."

"Is there an end to your story?" inquired Rarity of Pinkie Pie.

"Why yes, it was actually a planned surprise. You see, the little filly was a fan of heavy metal, so her parents arranged for Nickerback to show up and give a performance. The chains were just stage props and the pony behind her was the lead singer," explained Pinkie Pie.

"Well, after all that excitement I'm ready to hit the hay," yawned Applejack.

"I don't know how I'm going to sleep after a story like that," remarked Fluttershy.

Everyone helped unload the saddlebags from Frazzle Spark and set up all three tents they had packed. Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, and Rainbow Dash went in the first one while Twilight Sparkle, Applejack, And Rarity entered the second one. Sharp Wing encountered a problem when she tried to enter the tent that Night Mist and Spike were in.

"Um, maybe you should sleep in one of the other tents," Night Mist said awkwardly.

"There's only room for three ponies per tent," Sharp Wing pointed out.

"I'm sleeping outside with Frazzle Spark," announced Spike as he made his escape.

"Night Mist, we've camped out in the same tent several times over the years. It's no big deal that I'm a mare now." Sharp Wing insisted.

"Well, I don't remember any of that. I don't even remember you as a stallion. Tell you what, I'll just take my sleeping bag outside and you can have the tent alright?" Night Mist suggested as he grabbed his pillow and sleeping bag with his teeth and slipped out.

With a sigh, Sharp Wing flopped down on the remaining sleeping bag. So that's how it was now. She didn't belong with the guys, because she was a mare. But she also didn't belong with the girls, because she still had the mind of a male. Sharp Wing belonged to nopony, and it sucked. On top of all that, there was the impending promise of going insane within a week. Sharp Wing wished she had never stayed on the manticore. She drew out her sword, looked at it, and made herself a promise. She would get changed back. Then she would go back into the Everfree forest and slay the manticore. But it wouldn't be a quick death, it would be slow and painful. It deserved a slow and painful death.

Stupid manticore.

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"So now he, I mean, she, is here in Zebrawbway. This whole 'he' 'she' thing is getting rather ridiculous."

"I agree. Is she close enough for you to reel her in?

"No, she might wake up before she arrives."

"So we wait for her to get closer?"

"Pretty much, but the zebra she's looking for isn't too far away from us. Sharp Wing is persistent. He’ll, ugh, she'll find the zebra eventually. Then we make our move."

"What do we do if it doesn't work?"

"It will work. It has to."

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