Onyx found himself sitting at a desk in an office. His brows were furrowed, as he read through a file. It was marked 'Classified'. Inside was data on the failed test subject, 'Lucky Dragon'. Aside from the transmutation side effect, there was a more critical flaw in the subject's biology. He was infected, brought on by an experimental serum with an ingredient that hadn't been fully understood. It was meant to pass through the systems of the subject. But, only the Alpha was successful. Lucky Dragon still retained it. This had led to some undesirable results. This made the boy too dangerous to be left alive.

But now, the father was dead. When they finally managed to overpower him for capture, their trump card ended up destroying him entirely. Only his remains were kept in hopes to salvage something from that experiment. Now, all that was left was the boy. He was allegedly terminated. But, his body had fallen into the sea, leaving no evidence for his demise. After a few days, the search for him went on. Still, nothing was found.

Onyx was of the assumption that the subject may have in fact survived. Otherwise, they would have found his remains by now. But, it was hard to convince his superiors of otherwise. Instead, they wanted progress on creating replacements for these test subjects, specifically ones far less troublesome and more successful than the last. The elf sighed heavily as he closed the file, setting it into a cabinet. One day, he will have to return his attention to Lucky Dragon. He was too much of a threat to be left alive.

---

It was a warm morning. Princess Celestia found herself standing in the middle of a road, gazing upon the rural land in Neighpon. She smiled as she gazed at the beauty of this country. It had been quite some time since she's been here. She took a deep breath and sighed.

"I don't think it's wise for us to be here, your Majesty. I hear that the deities in these foreign realms are unwelcoming to others," said a young elf woman. She had her dark brown hair in a bun, and lighter brown eyes. She wore formal attire, comprised of a collared long sleeved shirt, although her sleeves were rolled up given the heat. She wore a light brown skirt, reaching above her knees and a pair of dark heels.

This was Celestia's new aide. She thought that this trip to Neighpon would help ease the elf into the job. But as expected, she seemed quite a bit on edge. She didn't blame her. Neighpon was a far different land compared to Equestria. Not to mention this woman had been a studious student, so she may have been loaded with some knowledge. At least what Equestria had access to when it came to the outside world. To put her at ease, Celestia met the elf with a reassuring smile.

"You needn't worry, Raven Inkwell. Neighpon's pantheon is much more welcoming. At least, so long as I do not try to 'outshine' Amaterasu, the Queen of the Gods," said Celestia.

"Outshine?" asked Raven.

"She's a sun goddess. She has the power to bring sun light to the land," said Celestia. Raven was taken aback by this. She felt like her world had been turned upside down.

"Pardon me, but I thought you brought the sun," said Raven.

"I do. As does any other sun deity. I raise the sun, and then I lower it. Horus in Egypt raises the sun on his end, then lowers it. But some like Helios or Amaterasu emit their own light, matching the sun itself," said Celestia. Raven adjusted her glasses, appearing fascinated.

"What a strange world we live in," said Raven.

"I think it's wonderful," said Celestia, smiling. The pair began to wander through the village, with a squad of royal guards escorting them.

"So what are we doing in this village? Shouldn't we be in the capital?" asked Raven.

"We will. I just want to make a detour. Villages like this are much more familiar and comfortable to me, especially compared to the metropolis of Trotkyo. You'll see when we get there," said Celestia. The Avatar led the elf to a small building.

"Care for something to eat? You must try the food here," said Celestia, almost eager. Raven cleared her throat.

"I-If you wish," said Raven.

"No need to be so reserved, Raven. Feel free to enjoy our visit. I sure will," said Celestia, a small chuckle as she passed through the cloth curtain that hung in the doorway. Raven was surprised. She never knew that the Princess could be such a free spirit. She always imagined that the Princess would have more of professionalism and regality to her. Not to mention how casually she called on her name. She didn't even call her 'Ms. Inkwell'. Raven gulped, mustering up her courage. If she was going to be Celestia's aide, then she was going to have to be expecting the unexpected.

Raven entered the structure, greeted with a pleasant smell that made her stomach rumble. She found this place to have been a small restaurant of sorts. There were denizens that were seated at different tables inside of this place.

"Irasshaimase!" A woman greeted, bowing. Raven stiffened. She wasn't versed in the native tongue of this land. How could she have forgotten to book an interpreter? Celestia suddenly bowed and spoke in the same tongue of the woman, much to Raven's surprise. The Neighponese woman led the pair towards a table, where they sat. She placed down some menus in front of the two, as they sat across from each other. Raven grimaced as she looked at the menu, unable to decipher the characters written.

"Ooh. I wonder what I should get. This all sounds good," said Celestia, eyes glued to the menu. She then looked to Raven, curiously.

"Has anything caught your..." Celestia trailed off, while Raven grimaced, staring at her own menu. The princess gasped.

"Oh, right. I neglected to consider the language barrier," said Celestia, embarrassed. Raven bowed apologetically.

"Forgive me, your Majesty. I should've booked an interpreter for this trip," said Raven.

"No, it was my mistake, Raven. I was eager to come here that I didn't think to remind you for your sake," said Celestia, apologetically. Raven was again caught off guard by this. Even the princess was capable of making such silly blunders. But, her interest was up.

"When did you learn the language?"

"Some years back. It was when Equestria and Neighpon were first joining the Global Union. I studied intensely for my first visit. Though my Neighponese wasn't very good," said Celestia, sheepish.

"That's more than what I know," said Raven in dismay.

"Tell you what. Why not get what I'm getting? I'll be sure to order something delicious," said Celestia.

"Very well. I'll trust you, your Majesty," said Raven.

"Excellent." Celestia smiled. The sound of pitter pattering feet filled the air. Raven recoiled once she noticed a 3 foot tall, green humanoid creature. It appeared turtle-like, with a wet, green and leathery hide. A shell stuck out of its back. However, the shell didn't connect to its torso like most turtles. Instead, there was a bare chest rather than an armored belly. The creature's arms were long and thick like logs, with webbed hands. It was wearing a pair of loose pants. There were hooks drilled into the creature's shell on its side, where an apron was tied, covering its chest. Sandals covered the creature's webbed feet. A metal cap was worn on its head, as dark hair hung off the sides of its head. It bore a pair of large yellow eyes.

"You speak Neighponese?" asked the creature. Celestia nodded.

"Yes."

"Oh good. I didn't want to break out the Equish dictionary," said the creature, drawing out a note book and pencil. But before he could take the order, his eyes widened.

"Oi! Ain't you that princess that came by with Takeshi Gojira some years back?" asked the creature. This drew the attention of those within ear shot, who had noticed the tall woman.

"I am. I thought I'd come back here for old times sake," said Celestia warmly.

"Well, I'll be! You're quite a sight for sore eyes. I mean, all of the knockout babes live in those lousy cities," whispered the creature. Celestia giggled with a small blush.

"Well, I'm flattered. Might have you seen Gojira? I was hoping to see him again after all of this time," said Celestia. The creature shook his head.

"Ah. Sorry, no one's seen much of him. Not since his wife passed last winter," said the creature. Celestia's eyes slightly widened.

"Miwa passed away?"

"Yep. Poor woman got sick and couldn't pull through. The man's mostly stayed in his estate with his son since then," said the creature.

"Oh. That's terrible," said Celestia disheartened.

"If you'd like, I can point you to his home," said the creature.

"I'd appreciate that. But perhaps after lunch," said Celestia.

"Right. What will you have?" asked the creature.

"Two bowls of your Ramen Special and matcha tea," said Celestia. The creature quickly jotted down the order.

"OK, coming up!" said the creature, before scampering off.

"Wh-What was that?" asked Raven.

"Ah. That was a yokai known as Kappa. They normally don't tread too far from any abundant water sources. Being that there's a lake around this region, there's a whole community of them. It's rare to see one on land this far away, especially living among humans," said Celestia. Raven had taken notice all of the stares that they were receiving from all of the patrons. Some even seemed to be attempting to peer through the windows, curious about these foreigners. They already stood out in this village. But Celestia herself and her guards stuck out like a sore thumb.

"Oi! Get out of there!" a stern voice barked. Celestia and Raven jumped at the sound, turning to find a commotion to be going on from the kitchen. From the small window view, they found a couple of cooks to be scrambling about inside. The sound of crashing filled the air.

From the kitchen, a child came rushing out, hauling a tray full of random foods. From sushi rolls and steaming hot pork buns. The boy came sprinting through the restaurant, startling patrons.

"Stop that thief!" shouted a man, giving chase from the kitchen. Before the boy could make it outside of the front entrance, Celestia's royal guards stormed in.

"Princess!" One of the guards exclaimed. The boy suddenly rammed into the guards, causing them both to fall back. Celestia was shocked by how a boy much smaller than two fully armored guards was able to knock them back with relative ease. He must have built up quite the momentum. The child groaned as he rubbed his bruised forehead. He quickly gathered whatever food was still intact from the crash. Before he could bolt off, he was grabbed by one of the cooks.

"Got ya! Little delinquent!" spat the man as he hauled the boy over. The boy began to kick and squirm, thrashing violently.

"Dammit! Someone help me! He's so strong!" shouted the cook. Another one of the employees rushed over. But, the child raised his feet and kicked him back. The employee dropped back, clutching his gut in pain. The child suddenly looked back at his captor and made a hissing sound.

"Little bastard!" the cook growled as he managed to pin the boy to the ground. He raised his ladle and brought it down on the child's rear. The child let out a couple of pained yelps as he was beaten. Before the child could be struck once again, the ladle flew out of the cook's hand. Celestia had pulled it out of his grasp via her magic.

"Release that child, at once!" said Celestia.

"Ha? Woman, this little wretch has been stealing food from my restaurant for the last week! He needs to be punished!" said the man, while the child panted on the ground, eyes bugging out of his head. Looking at the child, he was rather scuffed. The smell of sweat reeked on him, along with a stench that hinted at him not bathing in days. He almost seemed feral, and clearly hungry.

"I said, release him! Have you no compassion? He's clearly living on the streets!" said Celestia, using her magic to push the man off of the child. She knelt down next to the boy, who remained on the ground, panting. He was trembling.

"Are you alright?" asked Celestia. The kappa stood among the crowd, gazing at the boy. His eyes widened in shock.

"Wait, you're Takeshi-sama's boy!" said the kappa. Celestia looked back at the water imp, incredulous. She turned her sights back to the boy. Getting a better look at him, he certainly bore a striking resemblance to the man.

"You're-" Celestia was interrupted as the boy broke off into a sprint, escaping out the entrance. Not before grabbing a couple of pork buns. The cook gave chase, stopping outside.

"Stay out of my restaurant, bastard!" shouted the cook. Celestia quickly stepped outside, finding the child to be fleeing down the road.

"Raven, stay here," said Celestia, before she began to give chase.

"Wha- Your majesty!" Raven exclaimed, as the princess took to the air.

"Princess!" cried one of the guards.

Junior panted as he sprinted through the village. His heart was racing in his chest. That was too close. He was hoping to have made a quick getaway. Unfortunately, there were obstacles in his path. The boy stopped once he hid behind a corner against a small structure. He dropped to his rear on the ground, panting.

"Someone recognized me. Now I can't stay here for sure," said Junior, a grimace on his face. He felt his stomach grumble. He frowned once he looked at the two pork buns he managed to save. These will have to hold him over for the day until he can find more food. At this rate, starvation may be what kills him, and not MONARCH.

Junior began to scarf down one of the pork buns. He pushed through the heat that burned his mouth and kept devouring the bun, as though fearful that it would escape his grasp.

There was a sudden gust of wind. The sound of flapping wings filled Junior's hearing. He stiffened once Celestia had landed nearby. She appeared relieved.

"Oh, good. I found you. You're quite fast," said Celestia smiling. Junior suddenly scrambled to his feet and backed away, glaring at the woman.

"Y-You wanna pick a fight? I'm not afraid of you!" said Junior, raising his fists, while in mid chew.

"You'd hit a woman?" asked Celestia surprised. Junior's posturing faltered once he heard this. His shoulders slumped, and his glare weakened.

"I uh.... Well... No." Junior spoke in a small tone, lowering his fists.

While survival was on his mind, the boy could only think of his mother. She was pretty much the only female presence he knew for all of his life. Putting his hands on a woman in such a way was unthinkable. In his mind, hitting a woman would be like him hitting his late mother. It was hard for him to describe, but it felt worse to even consider. The only time he ever saw himself fighting a woman was the likes of the soldier that had chased him awhile back. That was no woman. That was a demon.

"Excuse me, but was your father, Takeshi Gojira?" asked Celestia, curiously. The boy narrowed his eyes at her.

"Who wants to know?"

"Oh. Forgive me. My name is Celestia. Princess of Equestria." The Avatar bowed politely, folding her wings against her back.

The boy's eyes widened. He took a moment to register the woman's traits. She was taller than most men. Her ears were pointed, and she had the great wings of a bird. Her eyes shimmered, and her long multi-colored hair flowed by not the wind, but an invisible force. Looking at her truly reminded him of the sun. He never saw the Queen of the Gods. But, he was certain that this woman was the closest thing to describe her beauty.

"Celestia? You knew my father," said Junior breathlessly. Celestia noticed the remaining pork buns to be lying in the grass.

"Why were you stealing food?" asked Celestia. Junior looked away, appearing ashamed.

"Where is your father?" asked Celestia.

"He's dead." Junior answered, coldly. The Avatar gasped. She had just learned that the man's wife had passed the year before. And now she was discovering that he himself had passed as well.

"I-I don't... How could..." Celestia stammered, attempting to process this news. The fact that she was staring at what could have been the one to survive the Takeshi family was not helping. How long had this boy been alone? She never even knew the Takeshi clan had a child until today.

"He was killed. Now I'm living on the streets in hiding from his killer," said Junior, his eyes downcast. He slightly raised his head. Celestia cupped a hand to her mouth.

"He told me that you were coming to Neighpon. He said that you were friends. He said that he was going to introduce me to you," said Junior. He took a breath and stood up straight. He had a tearful look in his eyes. He dropped to his hands and knees, bowing his head to the ground.

"I-I am the now the patriarch of my family line! On behalf of the Takeshi Clan, I welcome you to Neighpon, your Majesty!" said Junior, his voice trembling. Celestia deeply frowned. Had this boy have anywhere to go, he certainly wouldn't be stealing food and living on the streets.

"What's your name, child?" asked Celestia.

"Takeshi Gojira Ni. My parents called me 'Junior'." The boy answered. Celestia knelt down and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"Junior, might you be interested in accompanying me? Perhaps even coming with me to Equestria?" asked Celestia. Her tone was gentle and motherly. The boy raised his head, his eyes running with tears. The child sniffled as he bowed his head again.

"I-I would eternally grateful," muttered Junior. Celestia caressed the boy's head, as he let out a small sob. Celestia pulled the child into an embrace, running her hand through his dark hair. A solemn look was on her face. Her visit didn't turn out as she would have hoped.

Later that evening, Celestia found herself standing inside of a large room. She was gazing through the large window that overlooked a metropolis, where many dazzling lights lit up the streets and towering structures. She was now in the capital, staying at a luxury hotel that was provided for her stay. So much has changed since the last time that she was here.

Celestia stood in a bathrobe that covered her body. She looked around the large hotel room, where Junior was dragging a futon along the ground. The child had been fed and had bathed. Now, he was going to finally rest comfortably.

"Junior, what are you doing?" asked Celestia, confused. The boy stopped and looked at her in confusion.

"Getting ready for bed?"

"Wouldn't you rather sleep on the bed?" asked Celestia, gesturing to the bed in the room. It was quite large, able to fit more than two fully grown people.

"Oh. No, I've burdened you enough. I am thankful for the meal and bath," said Junior, shaking his head. Celestia smiled sweetly.

"Nonsense, dear. You deserve to rest comfortably. Besides, why not take advantage of being a guest here?" asked Celestia, amused.

"But where will you sleep?" asked Junior.

"We can share the bed. It's big enough," said Celestia, simply. The boy blushed in embarrassment. He looked away, scratching at his cheek.

"A man and woman shouldn't lay together if they aren't married..." said Junior. Celestia giggled in amusement.

"Such a chivalrous young man. Your parents raised you well," said Celestia. Junior looked away, his face growing redder.

"Hey, you used to sleep with your mother, right?" asked Celestia.

"Y-Yeah, when I was little," answered Junior.

"Well, think of it like that. I'm not gonna let you sleep on the floor," said Celestia, crossing her arms over her chest. Junior made an inaudible groan.

"Alright," said Junior.

The lights were turned off. Celestia lied herself down on the large bed. She sighed, feeling herself enveloped by the sheets and blanket. The bed was quite comfortable. She turned to find Junior to be sliding himself under the covers, lying quite a distance from Celestia. She met him with a sweet smile. The boy looked away, blushing furiously.

"Goodnight, Junior," said Celestia.

"G-Goodnight," said Junior. The Avatar lied on her side, breathing softly. Her eyes fluttered closed, allowing the sleep to take her.

Celestia's eyes suddenly opened. Something had roused her from her slumber. She heard small grunts and moans. Muttering filled the air. Celestia raised herself up and rubbed her tired eyes. She found Junior to be tossing and turning in his sleep, muttering. He sounded distress. The boy may have been having a nightmare.

"No. No..." Junior muttered, his brows crinkling. Celestia began to scoot herself over to the boy, running a hand over his head. This seemed to have calmed the child.

"Shh. Hush now," whispered Celestia. She lied herself back down and pulled the boy close to herself. She enveloped him in a warm embrace. Her fingers ran through his hair, as her hand held his back. The boy's brows crinkled, but, his expression relaxed, as the woman continued to stroke his hair.

"I'll keep you safe. I promise," whispered Celestia.

---

It was a cold, dark evening. The moon shone in the night sky, and the blanket of stars twinkled above. The air was filled with the crackling of flames, and the stench of smoke. An orange aura from the fires glowed in the darkness.

In a small town, some buildings were engulfed in flames. A lone Neighponese man stood among the destruction. His withered features illuminated by the fiery light. His dark blue hair was unkempt, and his thick short beard gave him the appearance of a homeless man. His eyes stared into the fire.

The man found the denizens of this village to be outside. They wailed and gnashed their teeth in despair, as they found that their homes had been ravaged. It was a painful sight. Some citizens appeared injured. Whatever could have happened? That was what the man wondered.

The man began to make his way to a woman who keened, while her husband comforted her. A child stood between them, held in their embrace.

"What happened here?" asked the man.

"What happened? Those wretched Changelings! That's what happened! They attacked our town and snatched away people! As if that wasn't enough, they burned our houses down!" The woman wailed. The man frowned.

"I see. I'm sorry," said the man, bowing his head, apologetically.

"I've never seen you around here. Are you new?" asked the husband.

"I've just stumbled onto this town," answered the man.

"Hm. Well, if you were looking for a place to stay, you might be out of luck. No doubt this will have caused a lot of excitement for the night," said the husband, solemn.

"Understood. I'll manage," said the man as he began to leave the people alone. He eventually found himself approaching a more empty area, where he found a younger man and woman to be standing.

The younger man in question was rather short and stocky. His hair was a burgundy, and his eyes were red. He had a rather unfriendly look about himself.

The woman next to him was much taller than the average woman, standing at around 6 feet. She held a thin frame, and bore short sea foam hair. Unlike the guy beside her, she appeared much more approachable. Both were of Neighponese descent.

"What's the word, Goro?" asked the shorter man.

"Changelings. Looks like there was an attack," said the rugged man, called 'Goro'. The woman frowned deeply.

"That's awful," said the woman.

"At least it's not Revolutionaries, Manda," said the short man.

"Even still, I rather we not make light of this incident, Baragon. Maybe we can take advantage of the situation," said Goro. Baragon furrowed his brows in annoyance.

"You better not be suggesting what I think you're suggesting," said Baragon.

"If we ever want to have a chance to have a normal life again, then we have to change people's perspective. At least on us," said Goro firmly. Manda nodded in agreement.

"Then what do we do?" asked Manda.

"For now, let's find somewhere to take refuge. Then, we'll gather more information on this incident," said Goro.

---

It was a bright, sunny day in Ponyville. Winter had wrapped up, allowing the spring to come. The vast green fields and hills were exposed, and the sky was clear as could be.

The sound of bouncing filled the air. Pinkie screamed in delight as she bounced on a trampoline, which was set up in front of Carousel Boutique. Twilight sat on the grass nearby, reading through a book, appearing annoyed.

"I! Can't! Believe! The Grand! Galloping! Gala! Is! Tonight!" Pinkie cried every word after every bounce she made.

"Pinkie, please stop shouting! I'm trying to concentrate!" said Twilight. Pinkie ignored her and continued to bounce. Rarity emerged from her boutique, her eyes widening once she saw the Earthbound bouncing outside of her home and establishment.

"Pinkie PIe! Stop that right now. It's time for you to prepare for the Gala, and I refuse to let you put on your new dress if you're all sweaty!" Rarity scolded. Pinkie stopped bouncing, meeting the elf with a pout. She hopped off of the trampoline and stopped next to Spike, who observed Twilight reading her book. Pinkie bore a confused look.

"What's Twilight doing?" Pinkie whispered.

"She's got an awesome magic spell she's been working on for the Gala," whispered Spike. Rarity sighed.

"Where are the others? It's getting late," complained Rarity.

"Hold your horses girl, we're here," called Applejack. She, Rainbow, Fluttershy and the Mutant 4 trailed behind them. Mosura leaned close to Junior.

"You sure it was OK to invite us along?" whispered Mosura.

"Yeah, that's why I asked Celestia for those extra tickets. Don't back out now," Junior whispered back.

"Well, if you say so," said Mosura. Twilight suddenly closed her book, smiling in satisfaction.

Perfect. I'm ready!" said Twilight.

"For what?" asked Rainbow eagerly.

"Alright, Spike." Twilight called. The young dragon made his way over with a bright red, luscious apple. He placed the fruit onto the ground before Twilight.

"An apple! Are we having pie?!" Pinkie grinned. Spike shushed her in response.

"Watch!" Said Twilight. Her hands were engulfed by the aura of her magic.

The apple glowed before growing and morphing in shape. The apple had been transformed into a carriage, complete with a door on the side, and four wheels made of gold. The group all exclaimed in awe at the feat carried out by the young scholar.

"Thanks. But that's just the start!" said Twilight.

"There's more?!" cried Rodan. Twilight met him with a brief smirk. She turned her attention to Fluttershy.

"Fluttershy, did you bring your friends?"

"Yes." The timid valkyrie answered, as four white mice peeped out from the locks of her long hair. She knelt down and allowed the rodents to scurry to the ground.

"Will they be safe, Twilight?" Fluttershy asked, mildly concerned.

"You have my word." Twilight reassured. She then closed her eyes, as her magic aura engulfed her hands. The mice glowed and vanished into a plume of raspberry mist. From the mist, emerged four white horses.

"Ta-da~!" Twilight grinned, proudly. Everyone grimaced as they beheld the horses. While they mostly appeared horse-like, they held the beady dark eyes, bucked teeth and whiskers of their former rodent forms. Everyone mustered up the courage to give praise, albeit they weren't too enthusiastic.

"Ah that's gross," said Junior flatly. Mosura quickly elbowed his arm in response.

"Th-That's impressive, Twilight," said Mosura, forcing a smile.

"Neat huh? And don't worry, they'll be mice again by midnight!" said Twilight.

Suddenly, a white fluffy cat, wearing a purple bow on its head and a diamond collar leapt into the air. The cat exposed its claws and bared its fangs, lunging for the horses.

"Opalessence, no!" Fluttershy cried in alarm.

The cat landed on the rump of one of the horses, digging her claws into its skin. The horse whinnied in fright and pain, as it bucked the cat off. Having been spooked, the horses galloped away from the area.

"Wait! Come back!" Twilight called. She groaned in disappointment.

"Those horses were supposed to pull our carriage. How will we get to the Gala?"

"Whatever shall we do?" Rarity cried, dramatically. Though, she met the other elf with an amused look.

---

It was evening. The moon shined high in the sky. A gentle breeze blew through. The starry night sky twinkled on this cool evening.

Junior found himself sitting with Spike, Rodan and Angirasu at the driver seat of the carriage. The boys were dressed in dark tuxedos, with a tie and khakis. Their usually unkempt hair had been combed to make them appear 'presentable', as Rarity had said. Junior was dismayed having been pestered to do so. Spike sported a tuxedo, along with a red bow tie. The young dragon held the reins that were attached to two Earth pony stallions, which had been generously loaned to them thanks to Rarity's feminine wiles.

"This is going to be great, guys! It's been a while since we've been in Canterlot, eh Gojira?" exclaimed Spike.

"Yeah it's... Been a hot minute," said Junior, forcing a smile. He wasn't too keen on coming back to Canterlot. Especially to the Gala. The mutant had grown rather accustomed to life in a rural town, which had more space to roam and less pompous residents. But, he was at least looking forward to seeing Celestia and Blaire again. He only hoped that he'd get the chance to see them.

"So this Gala has to be a big deal, huh?" asked Angirasu.

"Overrated in my opinion. I think the girls have the wrong idea about this place," said Junior, glancing over his shoulder, as he heard the girls converse from the carriage.

"As long as there's beauties that I can appreciate, then I'm good," said Rodan, grinning.

"Hey, we're almost there!" said Spike.

The carriage pulled up down the road. Many people in formal attire had gathered. The boys had stepped off from the seat, once Spike had parked. The dragon hopped to the door and opened it. He bowed, courteously allowing the girls to exit the carriage. All of the boys beheld the sight of them, radiating in their dresses.

Twilight wore a blue dress, with cyan stars that decorated the bottom. She wore a headband with a star on it, and cyan elbow length gloves.

Applejack wore a dress that resembled more of a farmer look. It was brown and leathery at the top half, with a decoative red apple on her collar. Her dress at the bottom was an emerald green, running down to her shins. Her boots were the same shade of green and leathery. The girl's blonde hair was made into a braided ponytail, reaching down to her shoulder. She still wore a Stetson hat, but this one was decorated with a couple of red apples and markings that gave the hat a formal appearance, making it more appropriate for the Gala.

Pinkie was dressed in a somewhat frilly dress decorated with the images of candies. Her dress was pink at the lowest pat, but the upper part was colored baby blue with white stripes. The Earthbound wore a little white hat on her head, with a pink bow.

Rarity was wearing a cloak over her shoulders that wrapped around her. Her dress came in different shades of pink, yellow, and purple. The bottom half of the dress was frilly and decorated with purple, pink, yellow, and white jewels. It had stripes of yellow and pink running through a magenta surface and ending in a purple color. The upper half of the dress was simpler as it consisted of a frilly pink dress-shirt with purple cuffs and a purple collar. Rarity also wore two gold earrings and one amethyst earring, a gold necklace with an amethyst center, and a tiara with amethyst and purple jewels to the catch the attention of on lookers. This was the most elaborate of the dresses.

Rainbow wore a cyan colored dress that hung from one shoulder and went down to her knees, revealing her golden slippers with straps that wrapped up to her shins. Over the lower part of her dress was a piece that went further down, bearing the colors of the rainbow much like her hair. She also wore a necklace that was shaped as purple grapes, and a long golden leaf-like piece that hung on the side of her head from a headband. The end of her hair was wrapped into a beret, leaving a small tail at the end.

Fluttershy wore a jade colored dress. A large butterfly decorated the center above her chest, the color matching her eyes. Small berets of flower heads decorated her hair, along with another butterfly that was clipped onto the side of her long hair. Her dress leaned heavily on the theme of nature, as her gloves wrapped her hand up to her forearms, with decorative vines wrapping up further along her arms.

Mosura wore a dark dress. At a glance, one could see the cultural influence that Rarity had used for this design. It resembled a kimono, but the lower part flowed freely like a dress. Her sleeves were fitting her arms tightly, unlike actual kimonos. A waist band wrapped and hugged her frame, giving focus to her hips and figure. The skirt parted, revealing her left leg, which was wrapped in a dark stocking. Her dress bore patterns of red red-orange flowers. The end of her locks had a slight curl to them.

"You look...amazing!" cried Spike. Rodan nodded, his face in a wide grin.

"I have a good feeling about coming here!" said Rodan. Junior and Angirasu blushed as they gazed upon the girls. But, their attention was on the castle that was ahead of them.

"I can't believe that we're finally here! With all that we've imagined, the reality of this night will sure to make this the best night ever!" declared Twilight, just as music seemed to have swell in the air.

"Oh Gods, please don't start singing," said Junior.

"At the Gala~!" Twilight sang, followed by a chorus comprised of the citizens around them. Junior groaned in dismay.

"And it's started," said Junior, while Fluttershy began to sing. Angirasu was humming along to himself, while Junior met him with an annoyed look.

"Fluttershy's got the voice of an angel," said Rodan with a sigh.

"You know what? I'm just gonna go on ahead," said Junior as he walked off. Mosura sighed.

"Such a stick in a mud."

Later, the musical number had suddenly ended. Junior, Spike, Mosura, Rodan and Angirasu found themselves standing at the entrance into the castle. Spike had a dejected look, his shoulders slumped.

"I can't believe they ditched us!" said Spike. He groaned in disappointment.

"I was hoping to show everyone around since they've never been to Canterlot before," said Spike.

"Well, I guess they had stuff that they've been looking forward too," said Angirasu, shrugging. Junior bore a flat look.

"Did the musical number clue you in?" asked Junior. Mosura knelt down next to Spike, running a hand over the spikes on his head with a reassuring smile.

"Cheer up, Spike. You can still show the rest of us around," said Mosura. Spike's expression lit up.

"OK! Let's get moving! Oh, what should we do first?!" asked Spike.

"Actually, I want to see if I can find Blaire. It's been awhile, you know," said Junior.

"Who?" asked Rodan.

"Someone I know. She's uh... Kinda like a big sister to me," said Junior scratching at his head. Spike smiled.

"Then let's go meet her!" said Spike eagerly.

The group soon found themselves roaming the castle halls. They were in search for the Valkyrie known as Blaire, or at least any member of the royal guard who might know her whereabouts. Roaming these halls sent a wave of nostalgia over Junior. He began to recall some of his early days of living here under the roof of Celestia. But, those memories were quickly interrupted once he noticed an Earthbound guard in golden armor to have stepped into their path.

"Hey, what are you doing here? Guests are not allowed passed the ballroom and the surrounding area!" The guard barked. The teens and drake stiffened, while Junior remained composed. The guard's expression softened once he noticed Junior.

"Oh, good evening. I wasn't expecting to run into you, Gojira," said the guard. He chuckled, causing the rest of the Mutant 4 to relax.

"Hey. You've seen Blaire? I was hoping to catch up with her," said Junior.

"She's off duty right now. I'll escort you to the barracks," said the guard, smiling.

The group made their way outside of the castle. They followed the guard down to the barracks. The guard opened the door to the barracks, leading them inside. Inside, they found that there were rows of beds. The area was mostly empty, with very few guards present, conversing with each other.

"Blaire!" Junior called. From among the guards, the valkyrie turned and smiled brightly. She rushed to the boy, wrapping him into a tight hug.

"Hey, kiddo! I missed ya!" cried Blaire. Junior blushed in embarrassment at the show of affection. Especially with his friends present.

"Yeah, I missed you too," said Junior, clearing his throat. The valkyrie released him.

"What took you so long to visit?"

"Sorry. Needed some time to settle into Ponyville," said Junior, sheepish. Blaire took notice of Spike and the rest of the Mutant 4.

"Oh! Are these your friends?" asked Blaire.

"Yeah. This is Angirasu, Rodan, Mosura, and Spike," said Junior, introducing his friends.

"I know Spike! He's Twilight's adorable dragon assistant," said Blaire, pinching the drake's cheek. Spike rubbed his cheek with a bashful smile. Blaire took notice of Mosura, a teasing smile on her face.

"So, Gojira. Is this lovely young lady your girlfriend?" asked Blaire. Junior and Mosura broke into an intense blush.

"N-No! It's not like that!" said Junior, quickly.

"Yeah! We're just good friends!" cried Mosura. Rodan and Angirasu snickered. Blaire chuckled as she playfully nudged Junior.

"Just teasing. It's good that you're making some friends. So, you here for the Gala?"

"Yeah, only because my friends came. But I guess it works out since I get a chance to see you again," said Junior. The valkyrie smiled.

"Say, let's take a walk," said Blaire.

"Sounds good," said Junior, nodding.

"Actually, I think we'll catch up. Spike, you wanna show us around more?" asked Mosura. Spike smiled and eagerly nodded.

"Yeah! Hey Goji, if you miss us, come find us at Donut Joe's. That's where we'll end the night!" said Spike.

"Will do," said Junior. Rodan suddenly came up to Junior and wrapped an arm around him, bringing him close.

"Dude, she's so hot!" whispered Rodan. Junior met him with a flat look.

"Forget it. She's happily married with a kid," Junior whispered back.

"Rats." Rodan hissed. He then removed himself from Junior.

"OK! See ya later!" Rodan briskly walked off, towing Angirasu and Mosura along too.

"T-Try not to take too long!" said Mosura, waving at Junior.

Later, Junior found himself walking alongside Blaire in silence. The two walked the castle grounds, finding themselves in the statue gardens. No one else was around. It was just the two of them. Blaire smiled.

"I remember that this was your favorite place to hang around. That is, whenever you decided to leave your room," said Blaire. Junior nodded, staring at the statues of the historical figures in all of Equestria's history. Be they heroes or villains. As stated, Junior decided to hang here on his own or sometimes with Blaire back in his early days. Something about this place made him feel secure. It might have been the heroes that were depicted in stone that caused this.

"So, how're you adjusting in your new home?" asked Blaire.

"It wasn't easy. But, I think it's turning out just fine," said Junior. He smiled to himself.

"I even made some friends. Aside from the ones you saw," said Junior.

"Any girlfriends? Aside from that cute girl?" asked Blaire, a sly smile on her face. Junior sighed, a small blush on his face.

"Like... 6 others," said Junior. Blaire grinned.

"6?! I never knew you could be so popular with the ladies! So, which one are you serious about?" asked Blaire. Junior looked away.

"Wh-Who said that I was interested in any of them in that way?" asked Junior, defensively.

"Oh come on. There's gotta be at least one girl who has your eye. Don't tell me there isn't. I know your type. Red hair, smart, fiery personality..." Blaire named off traits at the top of her head. Junior felt a knot in his stomach.

"Come on. Don't bring that up," said Junior. Blaire lost her smile once she noticed the slight melancholic look that Junior held.

"Sorry, I didn't know that you were still hung up about that," said Blaire, placing a hand on his shoulder. The boy sighed.

"It's fine," said Junior. Blaire cleared her throat, before changing the subject.

"Hey, any chance of convincing you to join the Royal Guard?" asked Blaire.

"Nah, still not interested," said Junior, dismissive.

"Yeesh. So blunt." Blaire winced. The two shared a laugh.

"What about filling the uncle role for my daughter?" asked Blaire.

"Cynthia? You sure? I mean, we're not exactly..." Junior awkwardly scratched at his chin.

"It doesn't matter. It'd be nice if she had someone close nearby. My extended family's not living in Canterlot and my husband's an only child, you know. You're the closest thing I have to a brother. Ponyville's not too far, and I think it'd be nice for us to come visit you sometime," said Blaire. Junior softly smiled.

"Well, I guess I can't refuse. I'd be honored," said Junior.

"That's great! Well, I probably shouldn't keep you from your friends. I'm on leave for a while, so the family's expecting me. It was good seeing you again, Goji," said Blaire, bringing the boy into a hug. Junior returned the hug.

"You too."

The two broke the hug. Blaire began to jog off, as she left the garden. Junior found himself standing alone. He was alone with all of the statues. But, only one of them had his attention.

Junior beheld a tall statue, which depicted a lanky serpentine-like creature. It stood on two legs, one resembling a dragon's and the other a goat's. Its front limbs were that of a lion's, and an eagle's leg, structured more like an arm. The creature had a face like a horse's, with one long fang, the antler of a dear, and the horn of a goat. On its back were the wing of a bird and the wing of a bat. His long tail was like a dragon's, ending with a plume of hair. A zebra's mane covered the back of his head and down to its neck.

The creature stood on a pedestal, with the lion paw over its chest, and its eagle claw extended out to its side, giving the creature the appearance of cackling. It was a rather odd sculpture, depicting a creature said to be odd and chaotic. But, Junior always found it to be something of a kindred spirit.

"Long time no see, Discord," said Junior. It was a name of the creature of legend, which it was based on. Anything to anthropomorphize a stone statue to get by the loneliness as a child.

"You know, you were always my favorite statue in these gardens. When I look at you; see how you're much different. I often wondered if you could never find your place in the world because of it," said Junior. The statue said nothing, and Junior remained in silence.

"I guess that's why you decided to make your own place. Through chaos. When you got the power, why not take advantage? Especially when it seems to be the only thing that brings you joy," said Junior. He solemnly looked to the ground.

"Hey, can you keep a secret? It's something that I've never told anyone about. Hell, even Celestia doesn't know," said Junior. The statue remained still and silent.

"I was made into a monster. A Transmutant. You might have heard of them. I never would want to hurt anyone. But sometimes, the thought of just lashing out and using my strength for my own purposes just crawls into my head. I don't know why. It's like there's a side of me that just wants to come out," said Junior, idly grinding his heel into the grass. His eyes were cold.

"I'm afraid that people would find out the truth about me. If they were to see that side of me, maybe they'd be right to fear me. Maybe... It'd be better if I was alone after all." said Junior. He looked to the sky, a deep frown on his face.

"The last thing my father said to me was to 'live as I choose'. But, I don't have many choices. If he was here, he might have helped me find my place. If not for that other Transmutant. That demon..." Junior's expression darkened as he recalled an old memory. The memory of when he lost his father to that red demon.

"He's still alive. I know he is. No doubt the Revolutionaries would try to recruit him. One day, I'll find him. I won't run away this time. I'll make him suffer, as he made me suffer," said Junior, as he turned to walk away. His expression was hard.

"Good talk, Discord," said Junior.

As the boy left, one of the eyes of the statue suddenly opened. The sound of stone grinding as the eye glanced filled the air.

"What a fascinating boy," said an echoed male voice. It began to chuckle darkly, as the eye suddenly closed, giving the statue its original appearance.

In the Ball room, 3 of the Mutant 4 and Spike found themselves hanging around during the Gala. So far, the group had been unable to find the appeal of this gathering. The music was slow, threatening to put them asleep. The people didn't seem very interested in socializing with them. And, their friends were nowhere to be found.

"Hmm. Gojira's right. The Gala seems overhyped," Angirasu.

"Yeah. Nothing but middle aged and married women here," said Rodan, appearing disappointed. Mosura sighed in relief.

"Well, I'm just glad that no one seems to be interested in interacting with us," said Mosura. But, she frowned once she gazed to the dance floor.

"But, a dance with Gojira would've been nice," said Mosura.

"You can dance?" asked Rodan. Angirasu cleared his throat as he held out his hand.

"I'm no dancer, nor am I Gojira. But, will you settle for me?" asked Angirasu. Mosura smiled warmly at the boy. She took his hand and was led to the dance floor. Mosura began to lead the boy during the dance. Rodan sighed with a look of dismay.

"So lame," said Rodan.

"It's not like he's dancing with his sister or something," said Spike, shrugging.

"Well with how close we are, it might as well be. Now if he was dancing with Fluttershy, I'd be impressed," said Rodan. His expression soured. It would've been cool if he could hang out with Rainbow Dash. Maybe even show off with his smooth rhythm on the dance floor. Alas, she too was far more interested in doing her own thing.

"Honestly, I'm not feeling the gala. I thought it was gonna be a party. Or at least something that I won't fall asleep at," said Rodan.

"Yeah. I had big hopes that we would all hang out and talk with our friends. But, I guess that wasn't as important to everyone else," said Spike, a solemn look on his face. Rodan met him with a small smile as he knelt down and patted the dragon's shoulder.

"Hey, you mentioned that there was pretty good donut joint in this town?" asked Rodan. Spike's expression began to lighten up once again.

"Yeah. Donut Joe's got a ton of different types and other sweets. The coco is good too," said Spike.

"Then what are we waiting for?" Rodan turned to Angirasu and Mosura.

"Hey! This party's dead! Let's bail!" Rodan, called. This resulted in drawing indignant looks from the guests, while Mosura and Angirasu stopped. Mosura made a vain attempt to hide her face.

"Honestly, I was thinking the same thing. This is kinda boring," said Angirasu.

"Oh, alright. Goji's not back yet, so we might as well. I wonder what the other girls are up to," said Mosura, a confused look on her face. She then noticed Rarity to be standing with an elf man, who had long silky blonde hair. He was a rather handsome individual.

"Hmm. I wonder if that's the Prince she's been looking forward to meeting," said Mosura. But, Rarity looked to be displeased.

"Whoa, hang on. Do my eyes deceive me?" Rodan looked to among the crowd in the Gala. He beheld a young red headed young woman. She was beautiful, with long flowing strawberry hair. She had an hourglass frame, with a tight dress. The dress had a long skirt.

"A beautiful young lady who might be single? I hit the jack pot!" said Rodan, a blushing, foolish grin on his face.

"What about the doughnut shop?" asked Spike, disappointed.

"Sorry, gotta spit game!" said Rodan, before rushing over to the dance floor, pushing passed a few people. He was met with indignant responses from the guests. Spike moaned in disappointment, brushing a claw over his hand. Mosura and Angirasu made their way over.

"Where's Rodan?" asked Mosura. Spike sadly pointed ahead, where Rodan had joined with the attractive red head. The girl bashfully met the boy with a smile.

"Oh. Looks like he's finally found something that he wanted to do," said Mosura. She noticed Spike to be downcast. His tail lied drooped to the ground, his little head lowered, and his large sad eyes staring at the ground. Mosura frowned. Her brows furrowed once she turned her attention to Rodan.

Meanwhile, Rodan found himself flirting with the red head who had caught his eye. He stood with unbridled confidence, which made the girl swoon.

"Out of all of the women here, you are the most refined, and downright hot, of all," said Rodan. The girl sighed, dreamily. She suddenly latched onto the boy, nuzzling his shoulder.

"Take me away~!" said the girl. Rodan grinned.

"Wow. That girl must be easy," said Angirasu, surprised. Mosura sighed as she made her way over to the pair. She reached for Rodan and grabbed his shoulder, sending a disapproving look.

"Hey, what are you doing? I thought we were leaving," said Mosura in annoyance.

"Aw come on, Mosu!" Rodan groaned.

"Don't 'come on', me! You wanna make Spike sad?" asked Mosura, incredulous.

"Uh... who is this?" The red head abruptly spoke, rather rudely. She met Mosura with a glare.

"Huh?" asked Rodan.

"I said, 'WHO is this'?" the girl repeated, her tone growing stern.

"Uh... A friend?" asked Rodan, oddly.

"Friend? Yet you're 'leaving' with her?" demanded the girl.

"What?" asked Rodan, growing more confused. The red head suddenly gripped his shoulders tightly.

"She's no good for you! I'm all the woman you need!" said the redhead, a desperate look on her face.

"Uh... Lady, I think you have the wrong idea," said Mosura. The mutant grimaced as she noticed how oddly clingy this girl was. Especially with someone she just met less than a minute ago.

"Shut it, you hussie!" snapped the girl. Mosura recoiled, her face growing red, her brow twitching.

"Excuse me?! Who do you think you are, talking to people like that?!" demanded Mosura.

"You won't snatch him away from me! I saw him first!" said the red head, pulling on Rodan.

"We don't even have that kind of a relationship! If you'd stop acting like a nutcase, you'd know that!" said Mosura, glaring at the red head.

"Uh..." Rodan attempted to speak up, but the red head roughly pulled him again.

"Hey, why do you keep looking at her?! You were flirting me!" said the redhead.

"And I'm beginning to regret that," said Rodan, nervously. The redhead gasped, a look of hurt on her expression. She then glared at Mosura.

'This is all your fault!" said the girl, before snatching a punch glass from a passing guest. She then splashed it on Mosura, who gave a high pitched gasp, as punch stained the top portion of her dress. She growled angrily at the girl, before snatching up a punch glass from another guest, quickly dumping it over the redhead's hair.

"The nerve!" exclaimed the girl.

"You started it!" said Mosura. The redhead shouted as she lunged for Mosura, tackling her to the ground.

"GET OFF!" Mosura cried in alarm, holding the girl back as she attempted to beat her fists against her. Angirasu came rushing over, pulling the redhead off of Mosura, while Rodan helped the mutant up to her feet. This had drawn everyone's attention.

"What the hell's the matter with you?!" cried Mosura.

"I'm gonna turn that pretty face ugly! That way he'll only look at me!" shouted the girl, thrashing in Angirasu's grip.

"You don't even know his name!" said Mosura. The redhead kept struggling, but stopped once she noticed Angirasu. She felt a hand to his arm, giving a quick grope.

"My, you're a fine specimen. What's your name?" asked Redhead, smiling flirtatiously. Angirasu gasped as he quickly released the girl and backed away.

"What's wrong? I promise I won't bite. Hard." The girl giggled. Angirasu gulped as he stepped back.

"Run Aang, she's crazy!" cried Rodan.

"Running!" Angirasu cried, as the redhead bolted after him.

"Wait! Don't run away! I can give you plenty of love!" whined the girl. The pair pushed and shoved through guests. This caused a chain reaction of people stumbling over each other.

Mosura and Rodan were about to intervene but they beheld another chain of events to be unfolding. Pinkie had just threw herself into a crowd to be caught, but they had all avoided her descent. She instead crashed into a cart that was wheeled in by Applejack, carrying a large cake. This resulted in the cake being catapult off, hurling through the air, towards Rarity and the Prince she's been hanging around.

The prince had suddenly forced Rarity in front of himself, using her as a shield against the cake. Mosura winced, once the girl was coated in the cake. She was able to make out an enraged rant from the girl, only for her to shake off the cake at the prince. The prince backed up into a large statue of Celestia, which began to tip over. Before it could hit the ground, Rainbow had bolted in to save it. However, the weight of the statue proved to be too heavy, as she began to sway with it on her shoulders.

Angirasu and the redhead suddenly ran by, bumping into her. This caused Rainbow to stumble and spin, causing the statue to knock down the pillars that surrounded it, causing them to shatter to the ground around her. The statue itself also suddenly broke in half, falling to the ground.

"Ah..." Mosura's shoulders slumped, a grimace on her face.

Meanwhile, Twilight and Celestia had arrived into the ballroom. Both went wide eyed once they found the state of the ball room and a number of the guests. There was a tense silence, save for Angirasu, who struggled to keep the redhead off of himself. Twilight sighed as she looked up.

"Well... It can't get any worse." Twilight said to herself. There was a sudden tremor in the air. Everyone looked around in panic. It felt as though there was an earthquake. The tremor grew louder, from a pair of doors leading outside of the ballroom.

From the doors burst a herd of different animals, comprised of exotic birds, rabbits, kangaroos, monkeys, deer, and a number of other animals. The creatures scrambled through the ballroom as if in a panic. From the clouds of dust that they left behind, Fluttershy emerged. Her clothes were tattered, her skin covered in dirt and light bruises, her hair was a mess, and she had an enraged look on her face. The Valkyrie panted as she stood in the doorway.

"You're.... GOING TO LOVE ME!!" Fluttershy shouted to the top of her lungs.

The voice of the girl's voice seemed to travel through the castle grounds. Junior himself had suddenly stopped on his walk in the statue garden, his expression turned to confusion.

"The hell was that?"

Back in the ballroom, the crowd had broke into panic, fleeing from spooked animals. Twilight and Celestia stood by in shock as the chaos ensued. Twilight felt panic beginning to set in, knowing this would not reflect well on herself and her friends.

"I uh... Uh..." Twilight tried to formulate a response to the Avatar. Celestia quickly bent down and leaned close to her.

"Run!" Celestia whispered. Twilight began to whistle, motioning for her friends to follow. The Main 6, Spike, and 3 of the Mutant 4 all began to flock towards Twilight, following her out of the ballroom.

"Wait! Baby, come back!" cried the redhead, as a stampede of animals cut her off from following the group.

It was later into the evening, Junior found himself strolling through the castle grounds. He took a moment to get a look around one last time of the place that he once lived in. It was to clear his mind of the earlier tension that he felt. But, it did little to relieve him of that. So, he decided to make his way to the Gala. Once he reached the ball, he froze in his tracks, eyes wide.

The ball room was a complete mess. Tables and punch bowls were turned over into the ground. Decorations lied scattered, and a statue of Celestia herself lied in pieces. There were animals to be scattered about in the ball room, as their tracks were left everywhere. No one but the beasts were present. No signs of Celestia or his friends either.

"What in the hell happened here?" asked Junior, incredulous. He sighed heavily in dismay. It might have been better if he had stayed home after all if the Gala was going to end this early.

"Fuck it. Guess I'll check the donut shop," said Junior, as he began to make his way out of the castle grounds. His mood seemed to have grown fouler. Junior never cared for the Gala to begin with. But for whatever reason, he was far too annoyed with him missing out on it. And his friends were nowhere to be seen. He was left all alone. He couldn't imagine his night getting worse.

The boy suddenly found himself wandering the streets of Canterlot in the cold night. As he passed an alley, he walked by a few young men. One of them suddenly cried out, prompting Junior to stop in his tracks. The man cried out in pain and dropped to the ground, clutching his shin.

"Whoa! Are you OK!?" asked one of the other men. Though his tone seemed to be that of poor acting.

"My shin! Oh, it hurts so bad!" cried the 'victim'. The men all met Junior with glares. The boy bore a flat look.

"Hey! You're carelessness injured our friend! How're ya gonna make up for that?!" demanded one of the men.

"Yeah! Take responsibility!" said the other. The 'victim' wailed as he clutched his shin.

"I need a doctor!"

"You guys are terrible actors. I didn't even touch you," deadpanned Junior.

"Throwing wild accusations to cover your mistake?! That's low!" said one of the men. Junior sighed heavily.

"If you pay 100 bits, we'll let ya go!" said one of the other men. Junior snorted.

"Yeah, like fuck I will! I'm just gonna go," said Junior, as he attempted to walk off. However, the men got into his path.

"Oh look. Your shin's doing better," said Junior, sarcastically.

"Listen, pal. Either you fork over the bits, or we might have to get rough with you," said the 'victim', as he wore brass knuckles. One of the other men drew out a knife, and the other drew out a baseball bat. Junior sighed heavily.

"Guys, trust me when I say this. You don't want to mess with me. I'm in a bit of a mood tonight," said Junior.

The man with brass knuckles suddenly stepped to the boy and slugged him. Junior staggered back a bit, feeling his cheek swell up. He turned his head forward and deeply inhaled through his nostrils. His eyes narrowed.

"You asked for it," said Junior, calmly. He suddenly lunged for the man and grabbed him by his jacket. Junior raised him into the air and tossed him at his friends. The knife wielding man avoided being crushed and merely lunged for Junior. The mutant caught his wrist and twisted it, causing him to drop the knife. Junior raised his foot and kicked the man several feet away. The force of the kick had knocked the wind out of him, leaving him incapacitated. The man with brass knuckles shouted as he came charging for the mutant, swinging his fists at him. Junior effortlessly avoided each swing by stepping back.

As a fist came his way, Junior blocked the punch and countered with his own punch, sending him staggering back. Before Junior could deliver another blow, the man with the bat came rushing in. He swung the bat at Junior's head. The bat shattered on impact, leaving splinters in Junior's head and on the ground. The boy stood with a menacing glare, as blood began to seep from the side of his face. The man backed away fearfully, dropping the handle to the ground. Junior raised his foot and kicked the man in the chest, sending him flying back a few feet.

"You freak!" the man with brass knuckles came charging from behind. Junior quickly spun and jabbed him in the chest, then taking his head and forcing him down to the ground with sheer brute strength. Junior stood to his feet, looking down on the man, who panted. Junior suddenly raised his foot and stomped on the man's shin. The man cried out in agony, as the sound of bone snapping filled the air.

"You broke it! You actually broke it!" The man wailed, clutching his shin.

"Be grateful. I just made an honest man out of you," said Junior, coldly. Junior reached into his pocket and tossed a few measly bits to the injured man. The Transmutant turned to leave the man and his friends alone. Junior's eyes had a brief moment of appearing dead, the amber having dulled into an almost grayish tone.

Eventually, Junior found himself nearing his destination. Donut Joe's donut shop. The boy was still picking splinters out of his skin, wincing as he struggled to get them out. He sighed heavily once he made his way to the door. Hopefully, everyone was waiting here.

Junior entered the shop, greeted with the sound of laughter. He found that the Main 6, Spike, the rest of the Mutant 4, and Celestia, to all be seated together.

"Hey! Goji, where you been?" Rodan called. Everyone began to turn their attention to the door, finding the boy. But, their eyes widened once they registered the bruises, blood and ragged appearance of the boy. Celestia bolted out of her seat, eyes wide in horror.

"What happened?!" cried Celestia, rushing to the boy. She began to look him over, frantically.

"I uh... got mugged," said Junior. Celestia gasped. Her eyes narrowed.

"Where are they?! They'll be punished for this!" said Celestia, sternly. Everyone tensed up, once this woman suddenly displayed a taste of her wrath. It was huge contrast from the laughing and friendly mood that she was in moments ago. Junior pulled away.

"Don't bother. I doubt they'll be pulling that crap off again. Not after the ass kicking I gave," said Junior.

"That's not the point! They assaulted you! They must face up to their crime!” said Celestia. Junior scoffed.

"They'll just be out by the next day. Why bother? Besides, no sense in freaking out. This isn't the first time I've been in a fight. You're overreacting," said Junior dismissively.

"OVERREA-" Celestia quickly fell silent, having realized the tone that she had. She was receiving stares from everyone. The Avatar took a calming breath.

"Junior, may I see you outside?" Celestia began to make her way out of the shop. Junior scowled as he followed.

"Oh boy." Twilight grimaced. She didn’t like where this might have been going. She was too familiar with the boy's attitude. It had been awhile since she's seen the boy battered up like that. She was afraid of how he'd handle Celestia's reaction.

Junior and Celestia stood a bit of distance from the doughnut shop. Junior sighed in exasperation, while Celestia began to lecture him.

"You can't just brush this off as if you stubbed your toe!" said Celestia.

"It might as well have been. Compared to what I've been through," said Junior, though the last sentence was too himself.

"I don't see you for several months, then I find you bruised and battered by hooligans?! I wish for once, you'd be more considerate to my feelings. Do you know how often I worry about you whenever you get into a scuffle?" asked Celestia. Junior furrowed his brows.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Maybe next time I'll ask the hustlers nicely to leave me alone," said Junior.

"Don't take that tone with me," scolded Celestia, her hands on her hips.

"What do you want from me? I'm capable enough to defend myself," said Junior, his tone full of frustration. He felt himself grow more agitated by the second. It seemed liked things were always like this. He'd get into conflict, and Celestia would worry herself to death over him. For once, he wished that she'd just stop being so protective of him. It wasn't her role.

"Ever since you were young, you've been reckless! How can I not worry?" asked Celestia.

"So it's my fault? Nice," scoffed Junior.

"Junior, I didn't mean it like that," said Celestia.

"No, no. I get it. I can cause a lot trouble. That's why I left in the first place. Because I didn't want to keep causing problems," said Junior, bitterly. Celestia's expression softened. She reached a hand out to his cheek.

"Oh. Junior, I-"

"STOP!" Junior suddenly barked, causing the Avatar to retract her hand. The boy looked at her with an angry look.

"Stop doing that!" said Junior.

"D-Doing what?"

"That! Stop acting like this! For once, I'd like it if you told me what you really thought of me! Stop pretending!" said Junior. Celestia appeared confused. In the back of his mind, Junior wondered why he would say that. For whatever reason, the thought of her faking her affection and care for him had just suddenly popped into his mind. Why now?

"J-Junior... I'd never pretend. Listen, sweetie, I-"

"Stop talking to me like you're my mother, goddamit!" Junior snapped. After saying this, Junior had noticed the Avatar's face. She appeared stunned. Her expression turned to a look of hurt. Junior felt his stomach in knots.

"No, you're right. I'm not your mother," said Celestia, her voice soft. She looked away from the boy, her eyes downcast.

"But, I loved you like a son. I suppose the feeling isn't mutual. I never meant to replace your mother. Had I known that I was causing you this much pain..." Celestia's lip began to quiver.

"Celestia..." Junior spoke, but the Avatar quickly turned.

"Excuse me. I should be going," said Celestia. Her voice slightly cracked, while she kept her face out of the boy's view. She briskly walked away, making her way to a pair of royal guards. Junior found himself standing alone under the lamppost, his shoulders slumped, and his heart sinking to his stomach. He was unable to call out to her. All he could do was watch in silence.

"Gojira, is everything OK?" Twilight called, standing at the door to the donut shop. Junior just stood in silence. The girl made her way over and began to tug at his sleeve. He looked her way, a blank look on his face.

"You OK? Where's the Princess?" asked Twilight.

"She left," said Junior. Twilight was taken aback by this.

"But why would-"

"I'm sorry, but I don't want to talk about it. I think I'm gonna head home too," said Junior.

"Wait, Gojira!" Twilight called, as the boy began to walk off. The elf girl deeply frowned, as the boy fled into the dark of the night.

Much later into the evening, Junior had managed to reach home. He was out of his formal attire and was dressed in his pajamas. He sat alone in the living room, his eyes staring at the wall. The sound of the clock ticking filled the air, along with the dripping of water from a faucet. Junior remained still, as the sounds taunted his hearing.

Junior suddenly bowed his head, his fists clenched. His mind replayed the events of earlier. He wondered what could have possessed him to say those things. The way she looked at him made the boy sick to his stomach.

"Idiot." Junior muttered to himself.

"Idiot. Idiot. Idiot." Junior's breathing escalated as he began to smack the side of his head. His heart rate shot up, and his breathing became heavy. The boy held his head and let out a loud cry.

Scum. That's what Junior was. He dishonored someone who had sheltered, fed and clothed him for years. He broke her heart. An ingrate like him didn't deserve pity or sympathy. As if lying to her wasn't bad enough. This was the worse thing that he could have possibly done. He deserved every terrible thing that happened to him if this was the kind of person he turned out to be. How ashamed his parents would be if they saw him now.

Junior felt the need to lash out. He suddenly grabbed a lamp and hurled it at the wall, causing it to shatter to the ground. The boy dropped to his hands and knees, gritting his teeth. He felt lost, with no hope of finding the path to peace.

"Gojira." A deep, distorted voice called. Junior shot his head up. The voice seemed to have been in the air. The source was nowhere in sight.

"W-Who's there?" asked Junior. He rose up to his feet and began to look around for the voice. The ticking of the clock and drops of the faucet seemed to have grown louder. The boy paced around, feeling a chill in the air. The boy suddenly felt the world around him spin. He was struck with a violent chill that was so cold that it burned. Junior stumbled through the hall, as he sweat profusely.

"Gojira...I'm coming for you." The voice spoke. Junior burst through the door to his bathroom. He stumbled to the sink, his breaths shallow and his body trembling violently.

"What's happening to me?" Junior shuddered. In his reflection, he noticed a shadowy figure to be hidden in smoke, just hovering over his shoulder. Junior froze as he beheld the familiar, soulless steely grey eyes. They sat in the head of a familiar dragon-like creature. Only this one seemed much more frightening, with a muzzle full of gnarly sharp teeth, and dark jagged scales. Tusks stuck from its jaws, and a pair of horns stuck from his skull.

"My darling boy. My Gojira." The creature cooed. Junior trembled more violently as he backed away from the mirror.

"Don't be afraid. The Takeshi aren't supposed to fear...strength," said the dragon, cocking a jagged brow. Junior was suddenly overcome by excruciating pain. It felt as though it was coursing through his very soul. Junior wailed in agony, as the dragon cackled maniacally.

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