The air was cold. A blood red moon hung high in the sky. Its ominous light was cast over a desolate land. Cold dead rock covered the earth as far as the eye could see.

Junior was running through this barren wasteland. The deep bellows of some unseen thing was heard. Shrieks of what he could only think of belonging to a banshee followed. It didn't seem to matter how far or how fast this boy ran. He was still haunted by the horrible sounds.

As he continued to run, the light around him began to fade. Junior stopped as dark storm clouds engulfed the sky. The blood red moon and the stars were shrouded by the clouds, leaving the land in darkness. Junior trembled as he heard the ominous wails of the cryptid that pursued him. He shuddered, as a light came from the clouds.

The darkness was chased away as a swirling storm of fire crashed into the earth. Junior cried out as he shielded his face from the blinding light, as well as the intense heat that was given off. Despite being quite a distance from the flaming cyclone, he felt the very wrath of the flames.

When Junior lowered his arms, he beheld a great wall of blue flames. The wall stood as high as mountains, burning ever so brightly. A low rumble filled the air, as a massive, shadowy figure began to rise. A pair of cold silver eyes peered at him through the flames. Junior was overcome by dread.

The beast beyond the wall of fire opened its jaws wide and spewed forth a stream of fire that was similar. The flames engulfed Junior, scorching every fiber of his being.

Junior gasped. His eyes were wide and alert. He had awoken in a cold sweat, sitting upright in his bed. He frantically began to feel around his body, only to be relieved that his flesh was still intact. The chill he felt from his sweat, the goosebumps that appeared on his skin, and the fast beating heart in his chest were all clear signs that he was alright. It was all just a nightmare. Junior turned to find that it was still dark outside. He turned to his clock, finding it was 3 in the morning.

"No way I can go back to sleep now," said Junior.

With a heavy sigh, Junior climbed out of bed. He made his way into the bathroom, where he started to shower. Junior allowed the steaming hot water to wash over his body. But, the dream he had was still on his mind. It just kept coming back to him.

Soon, Junior climbed out of the shower. He began to towel off, as he walked to the sink, where the mirror lied. As he wiped his mirror, Junior cried out in fright. He stumbled back, having grown pale at the sight of his reflection. He saw the face of a reptilian beast. It appeared as a savage monster with horrific eyes, with a mouth full of carnivorous teeth.

The creature's muzzle crinkled and began to narrow its silver eyes and bare its teeth. It appeared like an enraged dog, ready to lunge from out of the mirror and eat him whole.

Junior dove for the sink and turned on the faucet. He frantically splashed water over his face. The boy panted as he risked another look at the mirror. The monster was gone. There was only his reflection. Junior collapsed to his knees with a heavy sigh.

Later that morning, he found himself sitting at his front porch. His head was bowed and his posture slumped. His eyes stared at the ground beneath his feet. The nightmare still lingered in his mind. As if the dream wasn't bad enough, he was now seeing things. Junior sighed heavily.

Junior had sat in this spot for around an hour. The sun had risen , and people in his area had begun to leave their homes for the day. He didn't have any work today with Applejack, so he had nothing to do to occupy his time. It was unfortunate, since Junior would love for something to distract him. Never had he been so worked up about a nightmare. Not since he was a child.

A pair of feet appeared in his line of sight. Junior quickly shot his head up, his eyes wide and alert. A sharp inhale through his nostrils could be clearly heard from those nearby. The boy was met with a startled yelp.

Fluttershy had recoiled away from the boy. A small blush and nervous expression was on her face. Junior began to relax.

"Oh. It's just you," said Junior, his tone filled with relief.

"I'm sorry! I-I didn't mean to startle you!" whimpered Fluttershy.

"No, it's OK. I'm fine," said Junior. Fluttershy began to slightly relax, but still appeared to be reserved around him. She noticed the light bags that were beneath his eyes.

"Are you alright? You don't look well," said Fluttershy.

"Huh? Oh, yeah. I just... Had a rough night." Junior sighed, tiredly. The girl worriedly knelt down to meet his eyes.

"What happened? I mean, if you don't mind me asking." Fluttershy looked away, embarrassed for her 'rudeness'. Junior was silent for a moment. He'd much rather not talk about it. Fluttershy awkwardly played with her hair, still avoiding eye contact, as he remained silent.

"I just had a nightmare," answered Junior. Fluttershy perked up, returning her attention to the boy.

'What was it about?" Fluttershy asked, curiously. Junior said nothing. He supposed that he should've expected that question to come up by indulging the girl with an answer.

"It uh... I rather not talk about it," said Junior, looking away. Fluttershy frowned.

"Oh... OK, I understand. It must've been scary," said Fluttershy, softly.

"Hm." Junior and Fluttershy were in an awkward silence. Both seemed unable to keep a conversation going. For Junior, this may prove to be a good way to keep himself occupied. So long as their conversation didn't relate to dreams.

"So...what are you up to?" asked Junior. Fluttershy slightly jumped at the sudden question.

"Oh... Um, right now I was just taking papa and mama duck and their ducklings to the pond." Fluttershy stepped to the side, gesturing toward the fowl family. "I need to get them through Ponyville safely."

Junior couldn't help but lightly smile at the birds, especially the fuzzy, yellow ducklings that gave high pitched chirps.

"You like animals, huh?" asked Junior. Fluttershy nodded.

"Mmhm. My Cutie Mark represents my talent to care for creatures, great and small," said Fluttershy, as she rolled up her sleeve, revealing the three pink butterflies that were mark on her skin.

"So you're an animal care taker? Must be hard work," said Junior.

"It's work that I enjoy. I can't imagine doing anything else," said Fluttershy, her tone radiating with pride. Junior smiled.

"Hey, would it be cool if I tagged along? You know, maybe help?" asked Junior. Anything to get his mind off of his dream would help. And this girl's company was already making him feel much better.

"Really? You want to help me?" asked Fluttershy, surprised.

"Why not? It's the neighborly thing to do," said Junior, pointing towards a small cottage that was just a mile or so down the road.

"OK. Sure," smiled Fluttershy.

Soon, Junior found himself accompanying Fluttershy. He was at the back of the line of ducks, behind the father duck. Fluttershy continued to lead the flock at the front, talking the birds through as they passed through Ponyville. Junior was met with odd stares.

Junior assumed that their stares were mainly directed at the fact that a thug like him was helping a sweet girl such as Fluttershy walk cute little critters. He paid them no mind. So long as no one shot him dirty looks, there was no reason to get worked up. Besides, he didn't want to scare Fluttershy off.

As Fluttershy continued to lead the flock, she failed to notice someone passing by. Fluttershy bumped into another girl. This girl was not like any humanoids that dwelled in Ponyville. She was of the Garuda race.

The girl was sporting a jacket, with a feathered collar. Her jeans bore a tear at the leg, exposing bird scales. She was 5 foot 8. She had short hair white, which had a somewhat feathery look. On her back was a pair of eagle wings. Sharp eagle talons stuck from the appendages of her golden scaly hands and, tail of a lion hung behind her, having stiffened. The girl grunted, and her expression hardened. Her golden eyes glared at the shorter Valkyrie.

"HEY!" The girl barked. Fluttershy turned with a wince.

"Oh, please excuse me," apologized Fluttershy.

"Watch where you're going, Dweeb!" The garuda shouted.

"I-I'm sorry. I-" Fluttershy stuttered, backing away from the girl.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The girl mocked Fluttershy, timid tone. She then gave the Valkyrie a harsh glare. "Why don't you watch where your going?!"

Fluttershy found herself backed up further by the garuda. She continued to stutter, not seeing the ducks. The birds scrambled away as she backed up near them. Bystanders stood by in shock as they witnessed the entire thing go down.

"I-I..." Fluttershy stuttered, suddenly Junior stepped between her and the garuda. A harsh glare of his own was directed at the bully.

"Hey, back off!" barked Junior. The garuda snorted.

"And who are you chump? You her boyfriend?" The girl mocked. Fluttershy stood with a blush. She noticed that some bystanders had directed their attention onto her. The girl whimpered as she hid her face behind her long rose colored hair.

"Doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I don't like how you're treating her! She's apologized to and was courteous, yet you're behaving like a bitch!" said Junior, jabbing a finger to the garuda. The girl's expression hardened as her eye brow twitched.

"What'd you call me?" growled the girl.

"What are ya? Deaf and rude? I called you a bi-" Junior was interrupted as the girl sent a fist against his nose. He grunted as he cupped his face, then felt the girl's tail wrapping around his throat. The garuda grunted as she flung him towards a row of tables.

Fluttershy gasped, cupping her hands to her mouth. She turned back to the garuda, trembling in fear. The garuda took a deep breath and let loose a loud, thundering roar of a lion, into Fluttershy's face. The Valkyrie trembled as her eyes welled up with tears. She broke into a sob and began to flee from the area, her wings struggling to carry her into the air.

Junior groaned as he rose up from the mess of a destroyed table. He winced, as he removed a broken piece of wood from his side. He growled angrily as the eagle winged girl took off flying as well.

"That bitch! I ought to tear that tail off and-" Junior growled as he clenched his fist.

"Goji!" Pinkie had cried out. Junior turned to find her running towards him, appearing worried.

"Are you OK?" Pinkie asked as she took the boy's hand and pulled him up to his feet. Junior winced as he regained his balance.

"Oh yeah. I'm fine. Just fine," said Junior, sarcastically. He glared at the staring crowd, who quickly dispersed from his stern gaze.

"Hey, what's wrong, Goji?" asked Pinkie.

"What's wrong? These people clearly saw that Fluttershy was getting bullied. Yet I was the only who actually did something and stood up for her!" said Junior. He groaned in exasperation, scratching at his head.

"It's ridiculous! People have no problem shooting me ugly looks and will pick a fight. But these spineless cowards don't have the balls to stand up and-"

During his rant, Junior's vein began to pop from beneath the skin of his neck. His face had grown red with fury. Pinkie swore that she saw steam shooting out from his ears. She suddenly wrapped the boy into a tight hug, causing him to stop his rant. He looked down at the girl, who held him.

"W-What are you doing?" asked Junior, quizzically.

"I'm giving you a hug, silly! You were so mad that I thought that a hug would make you feel better. Is it working?" asked Pinkie. Junior bore a blank look. His face had cooled down and his vein had settled.

"Huh. Apparently it did," said Junior. Pinkie met him with a large beaming smile.

"Good!" replied Pinkie. Junior gave an inaudible moan as he looked away, a small blush appearing on his face.

As Pinkie released him, Junior turned to find Fluttershy flying away in the distance. He sighed, a deep frown appearing on his face. The poor girl didn't deserve that harsh treatment. If only he could have done more. That damn garuda had caught him off guard and flung him like he was nothing. Her race was surprisingly strong.

"Hey Goji, could go find and bring Fluttershy to Sugarcube Corner? I have a plan to fix this problem with Gilda," said Pinkie. Junior raised a brow at her.

"You mean the garuda?" Pinkie quickly nodded in response.

"What are you gonna do?"

"This calls for desperate measures, Pinkie Pie style!" said Pinkie. A look of determination filled her expression. She then took off running. Junior grimaced.

"God help us," said Junior to himself. He then took off running, heading towards the direction that the timid Valkyrie had flown off to.

He spent the next several minutes jogging through Ponyville. He searched high and low for the girl, but had no luck. He passed several buildings, muttering to himself. He stopped as he found the valkyrie to be sitting along on a bench. Her face was buried into hands, weeping.

Junior slowed his pace, making his way to the girl. As he got closer, he could hear her distraught voice, sobbing. It was a heartbreaking sight.

"Hey," called Junior. Fluttershy sniffled as she raised her head. Her face stained with hot tears, and her eyes hot and puffy. She sniffled as she found the boy standing beside the bench.

"W-What are you doing here?" asked Fluttershy.

"I came to find you," said Junior.

"But why?" asked Fluttershy. Junior shrugged.

"Why not?" asked Junior. Fluttershy slightly smiled in amusement through her tears. She began to wipe away her tears, as Junior took a seat beside her.

"Don't overthink it. I know I can be a jerk, but I'm not heartless," said Junior. Fluttershy frowned as she stared at her lap.

"Was I in the wrong?" asked Fluttershy.

"Huh?" asked Junior, turning to the girl, confused.

"I mean, I wasn't paying attention. I was the one who bumped into her," said Fluttershy, her eyes welling up with tears. Junior's brows furrowed.

"That's ridiculous! It was clearly an accident," scoffed Junior. He recoiled as the girl faced him, distraught.

"But it was my fault! It was my fault that you got hurt!" Fluttershy's voice began to break as tears trailed down her cheeks again. Junior sighed with a grimace. A woman's tears was a good way to ware down a man's fortitude. He began to scratch his head awkwardly as the girl wept.

Junior scooted over to Fluttershy, wrapping an arm around her. He pulled her close to his side into a half firm hug. Fluttershy gasped in surprise. She looked up to the boy, who was looking off to the side.

"I heard that hugs can help people feel better," said Junior, clearly embarrassed. Fluttershy said nothing. She sniffled, relaxing herself against the boy's shoulder. A small blush grew on her face. The two sat this way together for a minute in complete silence. By now, Fluttershy had settled down.

"Hey, Gojira?" called Fluttershy.

"Hm?"

"Have you ever been bullied before? Or at least made fun of?" asked Fluttershy. Junior was silent. The girl should've known that such a thing wouldn't happen to him. He seemed like the type of guy that people would be afraid to trifle with.

"I have," answered Junior. Fluttershy looked to him in surprise. He kept a look of stoicism as he recalled his past.

"It was a long time ago. When I was first living in Canterlot, I had a really thick accent. Equestrian wasn't my first language. The other kids used to make fun of me. Being in a country without your own isn't easy. Especially as a kid," said Junior. He sighed.

"I spent a lot of time practicing my Equish. I managed to get rid of my accent and started speaking like everyone else. But, my problems didn't end there. As I got older, I started to grow more compared to other kids. I sort of developed a 'scary face', as they'd call it. Because of how aggressive I looked and my temper, I ended up getting into fights with some bad crowds," said Junior, reminiscing of his time in Canterlot. He snorted, with a slightly amused and nostalgic look.

"I guess that last part of the story doesn't count since I ended up becoming the guy that people thought twice about messing with. I remember coming back home after my first fight. Celestia was freaking out," said Junior, chuckling. He noticed Fluttershy didn't share his amusement. In fact, she almost looked to be on the verge of crying again. He didn't think his story was that sad.

"Anyway, I guess I turned out fine in the end. You know, it kind of toughened me up. It might not do so for everyone, but it's how you react and handle the situation that matters. You just gotta roll with the punches, ya know?" said Junior. Fluttershy grimaced.

"Punches?"

"Just a figure of speech. The point is that you don't have to roll over and take it. Hell, you don't even have to take the nasty things that people say to you to heart. Who are they to say those things to you? They're strangers," said Junior. Fluttershy hummed to herself, pondering his words. She thought that he seemed to have experienced enough harsh treatment to have been able to adapt this well. Still, his tale seemed quite sad. She didn't think that'd she'd be able to bounce back as well as he did.

"Gojira, I've been wondering. How did you come to know Princess Celestia?" asked Fluttershy.

"She was an old friend of my father, before he died," said Junior. Fluttershy lightly gasped.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," said Fluttershy, apologetically.

"Don't sweat it. It... It doesn't bother me too much anymore," said Junior.

"May I ask how he passed?" asked Fluttershy. Junior swallowed the lump that was in his throat. He wondered if she could tell that he was lying about what he had said a moment ago.

"He was sick. Celestia was in Neighpon at the time. She took me in shortly after he died," said Junior.

"I hope he went peacefully," said Fluttershy. Junior gritted his teeth behind his lips. He managed to maintain his stoicism that he's worn so far. He only hoped that he could keep it up.

"Yeah... It was peaceful," answered Junior. He felt Fluttershy wrapping her arms around him tightly. He looked down at her and was surprised to see her looking at him with teary filled eyes.

"H-Hey, cut the waterworks. I'm the one who was supposed to make you feel better," chuckled Junior.

"I'm sorry. I-I just wanted to return your kindness," sniffled Fluttershy, smiling. Her big teal eyes radiated with such sincerity that it made knots in Junior's stomach. The boy looked away with a flustered look.

"Thanks..." Junior cleared his throat as he stood up. He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

"Come on. Pinkie Pie wanted me to bring you to Sugarcube Corner. Apparently she has a plan to fix the problem with that garuda," said Junior.

Fluttershy bore a look of reluctance. She wasn't fond of the idea of having to face that mean garuda again. She saw that Junior was holding his hand out to her, a smile on his face. Fluttershy began to recall the conversation that the two had before. His words sank in, giving her a small boost of confidence. She reached out and took his hand. Junior gently pulled her up from the bench.

"Let's get going," said Junior. The two made their way through town, on their way to Sugarcube Corner.

"Gojira, do you have any friends?" asked Fluttershy.

"Nope. Can't say that I do," answered Junior. Fluttershy began to twiddle her fingers.

"W-Well, would you mind... If we became friends?" asked Fluttershy. Junior stopped in his tracks as he looked to the girl, surprised. He wasn't expecting such a question. He wasn't even sure if she was serious. But, she didn't seem like the type of girl that would joke around about this. If she did, then she may be worse than the garuda.

"I-If you don't mind that is," stuttered Fluttershy, growing nervous.

"Why would you want to be my friend?" asked Junior, incredulous.

"You stood up for me against that girl. You've been so kind to me, even going out of your way to comfort me. I'd be willing to accept someone like you as a friend," said Fluttershy, smiling warmly. Junior was taken aback. He had a hard time fathoming the girl's reasoning.

Junior felt dread. He wasn't expecting this from Fluttershy. She noticed his reaction, which caused her smile to falter.

"You don't want to?" asked Fluttershy, her tone small.

"I... I just..."

Junior couldn't get close to this girl. Not to anyone. Doing so would only bring problems for him and everyone else. He still wasn't over the fact that he had something inside him that had the potential of hurting her. He'd be selfish to break his solitude. But, Fluttershy's kindness, her sincerity, and her current expression had worn down his fortitude. Despite his nagging conscience, Junior could not hold back his desire.

"I... I guess I'd like it if you were my friend," said Junior, mustering up a smile, despite of the dread he felt. Fluttershy's smile returned.

"Then... Would it be alright if I called you 'Goji' too, sometime?" asked Fluttershy. Junior scratched his head with an embarrassed look.

"I guess," answered Junior. Fluttershy grinned in response.

Sugarcube Corner. It was Ponyville's famous local bakery. The building was built to look like a great gingerbread house, coated in frosting. A grand cupcake made up the top of the building, with candle-like protrusions sticking up.

From inside, people had gathered. There were party decorations littering the place. From balloons, to confetti, snacks and tables.

"You're throwing her a party?!" Junior exclaimed, bewildered.

"Yep!" Pinkie replied.

"B-But... Why?! I thought you said that you had a plan to deal with the problem?" asked Junior.

"This is the plan silly!" Pinkie smiled. Junior groaned in response.

"Oh my God, why did I even have a shred of confidence in you?" asked Junior. Pinkie pouted at him in response. Fluttershy began to make her way towards Pinkie.

"Um...Pinkie, about this party for Gilda. Um, do you think it's a good idea? I mean-"

"Don't worry your pretty little head about mean ol' Gilda. Your auntie Pinkie Pie has got it taken care of!" replied Pinkie as she patted Fluttershy's head and bounced off. Fluttershy scowled in annoyance.

"I'm a year older than you..." said Fluttershy. Junior sighed, slouching.

"You let me know if Gilda gives you any trouble. I got your back," said Junior. Fluttershy looked to the boy, an unsure expression on her face.

"Relax, she caught me off guard last time. She won't pull something like that with me again," reassured Junior.

"OK..." Fluttershy nodded in reluctance. She gasped as she saw that Gilda had already arrived. She quivered as she backed away, Junior placed his hands on her shoulders.

"It's alright, it's alright, I'm right here with you." said Junior. He saw that she struggled to keep a brave face on.

"O-OK, I'll do my best!" said Fluttershy.

Later Gilda had begun to partake in some of the festivities that Pinkie had set up, though she didn't seem to have been enjoying himself. Aside from the hand buzzer prank that the hyperactive girl pulled on the garuda, Gilda found herself caught up in a stream of different pranks. From eating vanilla lemon drops that were in fact spicy, to attempting cool her mouth down with punch served in a dribble glass. Even more so, one of the gifts that she had received was in fact a can of 'spitting snakes', which in fact startled the garuda. Her feathery hair on her head having stood up on end.

Junior found himself sitting alone as he listened to Fluttershy, who was orchestrating her birds to sing a tune. It was soothing to hear the musical tweets of the birds. Fortunately, Fluttershy had managed to be able to stand around Gilda a bit without suffering a panic attack. Now, she was orchestrating music at the party. It had seemed to helped her remain calm. Meanwhile, Pinkie came rolling into the room with a large cake.

"Cake time everybody!" announced Pinkie.

"Hey, can I blow out the candles?" asked Spike.

"Why don't we let Gilda blow out the candles Spike. She is the guest of honor after all," said Twilight. Gilda suddenly shoved Spike out of the way.

"Exactly!" said Gilda. Junior glared at her from across the room.

The boy had to restrain himself from raising Hell at this party. Despite his lack of confidence in Pinkie Pie, he wasn't going to make an ass out of himself and spoil everyone else's fun. Instead, he was going to let Gilda do that. But then, it clicked.

'Holy crap. Pinkie might actually be a genius,' thought Junior, wide eyed. This party must have been a way to expose just how much of a bitch Gilda was. He was filled in by Pinkie that she and Rainbow Dash were childhood friends. Pinkie must have been trying to expose Gilda to Rainbow. Only she could be the one capable of pulling off those pranks. He never knew that this hyperactive girl could be so underhanded and devious. Truly, she was not to be trifled with.

Junior suddenly felt himself in a daze. His vision began to blur. The boy felt like he was losing his balance. He stumbled back against the wall, barely managing to catch himself. He began to stagger away, and into the restroom. He grunted as he gripped the sink, his body beginning to sweat profusely. His disorientation seemed to have grown worse.

'What's going on?' Junior quickly turned on the sink and began to wash his face. His lips had grown chapped, as he felt a sudden overwhelming thirst. This prompted him to drink from the water that came from the faucet. The boy panted, as his heart throbbed in his chest. He raised his head to the mirror. In his reflection, a great soulless silver eye was staring at him from behind. Junior gasped as he whipped around. He was met with the sight of a wall. The boy quickly turned back to the mirror, panting. The eye was gone. There was only him.

"Fuck..." Junior sighed, before wiping his face.

A moment later, Junior emerged from the bathroom. He had dried himself off and was now rejoining the party. From a short distance at least. If Gilda was going to spoil everyone's fun, then he rather not contribute to that by being close. His presence was already pushing it for some people.

Junior had taken notice of Gilda having trouble with blowing out the candles. They seemed to have reignited every time that they were blown out. the crowd laughed at her expense.

"Relighting birthday candles! I love that prank! What a classic!" chuckled Spike. Pinkie hummed with an innocent look.

"Now I wonder who could've done that," said Pinkie. Gilda narrowed her eyes at the Earthbound.

"Yeah, I wonder..."

Junior snickered to himself. He too was starting to enjoy this. Plus, it was helping him get his mind off of a lot of things that's put a damper on his day.

"Mm! Who cares? This cake is amazing!" said Spike, having burrowed his way into the large cake.

"Spike!" Twilight scolded, holding a look of disapproval.

"What? It's great. Try some," said Spike, gaining some amused looks from the guests. Gilda appeared to be fuming.

"Hey G, you're not upset at some silly candles, are you?" asked Rainbow, approaching the garuda's side. Gilda placed on a forced smile.

"No way, Dash! Like I said, 'I'm down for a good prank'," said Gilda. Rainbow shot her a grin.

"Come on! Let's have some cake!" Rainbow took off towards Pinkie, who began to serve up slices. While of course, indulging in a bite or two of her own.

"That girl has no self control," said Junior, with a flat look, before sipping punch. But, he noticed that none of the liquid entered his mouth. Instead, it fell to his shoe. He sighed in annoyance, looking at the cup.

"Not as funny when it's on you," said Junior, before tossing the cup into a trash bin.

"Hey ya'll! It's pin the tail on the pony! Let's play!" called Applejack, gesturing to a poster that hung on the wall. It depicted a pale equine, with a violet mane. Guests began to gather.

"Oh, my favorite game! Can I go first? Can I have the purple tail?" asked Rarity, as she began to reach for the tail on the ground. But like the bird of prey she was, Gilda snatched up the tail.

"Well, I am the guest of honor. And I'll have the purple tail," said Gilda, snobbishly. Rarity furrowed her brows with a light pout at the girl's rudeness. Junior's brow twitched.

"Hey, Gilda. How about some courtesy?" said Junior, annoyance in his tone. Gilda shot him a glare. Guests began to stare at Junior, who had suddenly spoken up. The boy cleared his throat as he looked away.

'Oops. Didn't mean for that to slip out,' thought Junior. He couldn't help it. He was getting tired of this girl's rude behavior. Someone had to set her straight. But, he wasn't the one to do so. Pinkie suddenly stepped over to Junior, patting his shoulder.

"It's fine. Gilda should definitely go first. Let's get you blindfolded!" said Pinkie, as Spike drew out a blind fold. The little dragon rushed to the garuda and hopped onto her shoulders. He quickly tied the blindfold over her, despite her protests.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" demanded Gilda.

"Yeesh. And People think that I'm a jerk," said Junior, standing beside Rarity. The elf had crossed her arms over her chest.

"Hmph. She does make your company seem pleasant," said Rarity. She quickly cupped a hand to her mouth, her eyes widening in alarm. She couldn't believe what had left her mouth. Junior met her with a raised brow. Her then snorted, appearing amused.

"Well, you got me there," said Junior, casually. Rarity tittered nervously. She sighed in relief, glad to not have invoked his wrath.

'On second thought, there might be good reason why they think so,' thought Junior with a grimace. He turned his attention back to Gilda, who was spun by Pinkie Pie. The Earthbound began to lead her to the wall, where the poster lied.

"Now just walk straight ahead and pin the tail!" said Pinkie. Gilda began to mimic her, mockingly.

"Hmph. Yeah right. This is another prank, isn't it? I'm going this way," said Gilda, before turning to walk in the opposite direction.

"Wait! The poster is this-" Pinkie protested, but Gilda tuned her out. She suddenly stepped and slipped on a glob of frosting that lied on the ground. She yelped as she slid across the room, slamming into the bakery's kitchen. There was a loud crash that made everyone flinch.

Gilda emerged in a daze. She was covered from head to toe in frosting and wet dough mix. The tail to the pony was lying on her head.

"Uh... Gilda, you pinned the tail on the wrong end," said Pinkie. This prompted a laugh from the other guests. Gilda began to fume more. Her face grew red with rage. She suddenly displayed her eagle wings and gave an inhuman shriek of rage, startling everyone.

"And the show begins," said Junior to himself, smirking.

"This is your idea of a good time?! I've never met a lamer bunch of dweebs in all of my life!" yelled Gilda. Everyone stared in shock, slack jawed at the girl's belligerent reaction.

"And Pinkie Pie. YOU! You are queen lame-o with your weak little party pranks!" said Gilda, pointing a claw at the part girl's chest. Pinkie forced a weak smile. Junior tensed, ready to step in. But, he noticed Rainbow's brows beginning to furrow. He relaxed, realizing that he may not have to.

"Did you really think you could make me lose my cool? Well, Dash and I have ten times as much cool as the rest of you put together! Come on Dash, we're bailing on this pathetic scene." Gilda began to make her way to the door. But, stopped as she noticed the cyan winged Valkyrie to have not moved an inch.

"Come on, Rainbow Dash. I said, we're leaving!" growled Gilda. Rainbow kept her brows furrowed, but maintained her composure.

"You know Gilda, I was the one who set up all of those 'weak' pranks at this party," said Rainbow. Gilda appeared taken aback. As was Junior.

"What?!" exclaimed Gilda.

"Ooh." Pinkie went wide eyed, clearly having been out of the loop.

"So I guess I'm queen lame'o," said Rainbow, crossing her arms over her chest. Gilda forced a laugh.

"Come on, Dash. You're joshing me," said Gilda.

"They weren't all meant for you, specifically. It was just dumb luck that you set them all off," explained Rainbow.

"I should've known. That dribble cup had Rainbow Dash written all over it!" said Pinkie.

"No way! It was Pinkie Pie! She set this party to trip me up! To make a fool of me!" said Gilda, pointing an accusatory claw at the Earthbound.

"Me? I threw this party to improve your attitude. I thought a good party would turn that frown upset down," said Pinkie in disappointment.

"Seriously?" asked Junior, incredulous as he looked to the girl.

"And you sure didn't need help making a fool of yourself! You know, this is not how I thought my old friends would treat my new friends," said Rainbow in disapproval. Gilda looked away, her expression starting to harden.

"If being cool is all you care about. Then maybe you should find some new cool friends, some place else," said Rainbow. Gilda growled, having grown flustered.

"Yeah? Well you, you... you are such a... a flip-flop! Cool one minute and lame the next. When you decide not to be lame anymore, gimme a call," said Gilda. She turned and stormed out of Sugarcube Corner, slamming the door behind her. The shriek of a bird of prey could be heard. Rainbow's brows remained furrowed.

"Not cool," said Rainbow. Everyone began to mutter amongst themselves. Rainbow sighed as she faced the crowd.

"I'm sorry everybody for bringing Gilda here. I didn't know how rude she was. And Pinkie Pie, I'm really sorry she ruined that awesome party you put on for her."

"Hey, if you want to hang out with party poopers, that's your business." replied Pinkie jokingly. Junior sighed as he began to make his way to a table, where he sat. He noticed a newspaper to be lying on the side. He took it and began to look through it.

"I rather hang out with you. No hard feelings?" asked Rainbow as she held out her hand.

"No hard feelings" Pinkie reached for Rainbow's hand. Both felt a buzzing sensation that caused them to shake and exclaim. Everyone except Junior laughed at the scene as Rainbow and Pinkie revealed that they both were wearing hand buzzers.

"So noisy," sighed Junior as he continued to read through the paper. He noticed Fluttershy to be approaching. She took a seat at the chair beside him.

"You doin' OK?" asked Junior, tearing his eyes from the paper. Fluttershy nodded.

"Yes, thank you for asking." Fluttershy smiled.

"Good. I was worried that this would've gone down worse. I should've known that Pinkie wasn't focused enough to use this party as a way to expose Gilda's true colors," said Junior.

"Well, that's just not Pinkie's nature. It doesn't matter who you are. She always tries to bring the best out of people," said Fluttershy.

"Hmm. I guess it brought the worse out of someone this time," said Junior. Fluttershy forced a laugh. She was sort of hoping that Junior didn't keep to a jaded way of thinking, now that he's open up to her for the first time. But, she supposed that she had to take the good with the bad. She noticed Twilight to have been walking over.

"Hey! Nice to see that you two are getting along," said Twilight.

"Oh, hey Twilight," greeted Junior. Twilight stood by the two, looking at them with interest.

"So, when did you two get so chummy?" asked Twilight teasingly. Fluttershy smiled in embarrassment, while Junior shrugged.

"Just today. I guess my charming personality won her over," said Junior sarcastically. Twilight giggled.

"Well, I'm glad," said Twilight, cheerfully. She then took notice of the newspaper that the boy was reading. Her eyes slightly widened at the front page. The title on the front read as "Baltimare Attacked" in bold.

"Hey, may I see that?" asked Twilight, urgency in her tone. Confused, Junior handed over the newspaper. Twilight quickly read through the article, her expression turning to shock and disgust. It was here that Junior had taken notice of the front page. But, what he saw below the larger text caused his blood to run cold. The text read, 'Transmutants at Large'.

"Hey, Twi. What's with the look?" asked Rainbow, as she and the rest of the Main 6 joined the group.

"This article. Apparently Baltimare was attacked by Transmutants earlier this week. A lot of people were killed," said Twilight. Rainbow gasped.

"Wait, those things attacked Baltimare?!" exclaimed Rainbow. Junior lightly winced. Meanwhile, Rarity peered over Twilight's shoulder to read the article.

"Those monsters!" said Rarity, her tone filled with disdain. Junior felt himself growing uneasy as the girls began to make comments over the article.

"That's terrible!" cried Fluttershy.

"Does the article say anything else, Twi?" asked Applejack.

"Well, aside from the death toll, there's talk that MONARCH has deployed its troops into the city to handle them," said Twilight. She sighed heavily, shaking her head.

"It's terrible that Equestria is now being terrorized by those monsters. As if we didn't have enough to worry about," said Twilight.

"Well, let's hope that Princess Celestia and MONARCH can do away with them," said Rarity.

Junior sat in silence. His stomach was in knots as his mind just kept replaying the words of the girls around him. The words such as 'monster' and 'freak' were frequently brought back up to his thoughts. He couldn’t help but interpret it as if they wanted him gone.

"Hey Gojira, you're awfully quiet over there," said Rainbow, oddly. Junior shot his head up, knocked out of his own thoughts.

"H-Huh?"

"I just thought you'd be on a rant or something about the whole thing," said Rainbow, shrugging.

"Ah. I just uh..." Junior nervously scratched at his head. He flinched as the girl slammed her hands onto the table. An eager look was on her face.

"So, let's hear it! What do you think about those monsters in Baltimare? I'm sure you got some opinions on that," said Rainbow.

"N-Not really..." said Junior, looking away. This caused the girls to give him odd looks.

"W-Well, I mean... Yeah, I think it's tragic. They should be punished for what they did," said Junior.

"Of course," said Rainbow, nonchalant. Junior gulped.

"But... Maybe we shouldn't turn this into a manhunt. You know what I mean?" asked Junior.

"Huh? Why not?" asked Rainbow, incredulous.

"Well it's just that... Maybe not all of them are these terrible monsters that we think they are," said Junior. Rainbow scoffed.

"Yeah, right! Transmutants have been causing trouble in Neighpon and Equestria for a while now. How can you not call something like them, monsters?" asked Rainbow. Junior furrowed his brows.

"We can't just label all of them like that. It'd be like if I were to label Elves as pompous long eared assholes or something," said Junior.

"Not really," said Rarity, oddly. She then grew an offended look.

"Wait, is that how you see us?!"

Junior sighed. He shouldn't have expected that his argument would hold some merit. After all, they likely viewed Transmutants a lot differently compared to other races based on the stories.

"Look, my point is that maybe we shouldn't get up in arms over every single Transmutant out there. Some of them might just be like every other person who want to live in peace," said Junior. Rainbow scoffed in response.

"Gimme a break."

Junior furrowed his brows at her response. He hated having this conversation, but he had to get her to understand even if it didn’t seem possible. Junior thought that he should be angry with Rainbow, but he couldn't. She didn't understand the complete reality of what a Transmutant was, but he'd be lying if he didn't hold some form of resentment in his heart to these girls for their responses.

"You know, sometimes there are things in this world that we don't fully understand. I just think it's wise for us to keep an open mind about certain things," said Junior, calmly. He then stood up from the table and began to walk away from the table. The girls shared a look as he left.

Junior made his way outside of Sugarcube Corner. He sighed heavily as he gazed up to the afternoon sky. He began to regret his decision of getting close to Fluttershy. There was no point in doing that if she was going to despise him if she knew everything about him. All this day did was reinforce what he believed before. He may always have to live on edge.

"Gojira?" Twilight called out. Junior turned to find the petite elf to be walking his way.

"Hey, are you OK?" asked Twilight. Junior stood with his back turned to her. He turned his head forward, and his eyes downcast.

"I'm fine," said Junior, as he began to walk off. Twilight frowned. His tone and expression did not match his answer. She began to trail after him.

"Hey, talk to me. What's the matter?" asked Twilight.

"It's nothing. Just leave me alone," said Junior, placing his hands in his pockets. Twilight suddenly got in his path, stopping him in place. Junior's eyes glanced away.

"You're not taking what Rainbow said personally, are you?" asked Twilight, worriedly. Junior said nothing. He didn't want to remain on this topic. All he wanted now was to head home and live in what little peace that he could. His expression must've been visibly upset, because Twilight had frowned.

"Look, we're just nervous about the whole thing. You know that they've been terrorizing people for the last few years now," said Twilight. Junior glared at her.

"And that gives you the right to label them all as monsters?" demanded Junior. Twilight flinched at his harsh tone. The boy sighed, allowing his nerves to settle. There was nothing to be gain by lashing out at her.

"I'm not trying to justify their actions. I just thought it was unfair for you guys to assume that all of them are bad," said Junior, his tone more soft.

"Gojira, you're taking this very personally. Why is that?" asked Twilight, confused. Junior half-heartedly shrugged.

"I don't know. I guess I just don't like it when people get judged. I mean, people have judged me all of my life," said Junior.

"Oh..." Twilight glanced at the ground, a slight look of shame of her face. She never meant to make the boy feel hurt in anyway. She thought that he had no reason to feel this way. But, she realized that he may have been a bit more sensitive then she realized.

"And some part of me hopes that... Not all of them are bad," said Junior. His tone was solemn. He began to think about the last time he heard from this 'Mosura Yasu'. She claimed that some Transmutants were much like him, only looking to live in peace. He hoped that was true. If not, then he feared what that said about them and himself.

"You might have a point," said Twilight. Junior glanced back at her, finding a reassuring smile on her face.

"Maybe there are those that are out there that are good. Just because we haven't seen them, doesn't mean they don't exist," said Twilight. She made her way to the boy, and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"And for what it's worth... I think it's good that you're opening up a bit. It helps me get a better understanding of you," said Twilight.

"What? That I'm an emotional thug?" asked Junior. Twilight rolled her eyes with a snort.

"No. Despite of what people think of you, you're actually a good guy. I heard that you stood up for Fluttershy when Gilda was picking on her," said Twilight.

"I couldn't call myself a man if I was too afraid to get confrontational," said Junior.

"I didn't take you for machismo," chuckled Twilight.

"I wouldn't call it that," said Junior, shrugging.

"Well, you gave me something to think about. And you seem to be getting along with the others. I hope you'll continue to do so," said Twilight. Junior slightly nodded. He began to walk passed Twilight, much to her surprise.

"Wait, you're still leaving?" asked Twilight.

"Yeah, I should. I have something that I have to do at home. See ya around," said Junior.

"W-Wait!" called Twilight. Junior stopped and turned to face her. Twilight held her hands behind her back, as a shy smile was on her face.

"Why don't you come by to the library sometime?" asked Twilight.

"The library?" asked Junior. Twilight nodded.

"Yeah. If you aren't busy, I'd like to get to know you more as a friend," said Twilight. Junior was surprised. There was that word again. He rarely used it that it almost seemed like it belonged to a foreign language.

"Friend?" asked Junior.

"Mmhm! We aren't exactly strangers anymore. Besides, a friend of Fluttershy's a friend of mine," said Twilight, smiling sweetly. Junior felt an ache in his heart, as well as a knot in his stomach. Both representing different emotions. One was dread, as with Fluttershy. The other was what Junior could only call 'happiness'. Against his better judgement, he smiled.

"Sounds good. I'll see you when I have time. Later, Twilight"

"See you!" Twilight waved to the boy, as he left.

Despite the damper that had been put on his day, the likes of Fluttershy and Twilight had managed to brighten it back up. Still, he felt anxiousness and pain from earlier. He knew now that he couldn't afford to be exposed. Doing so would destroy what little peace he had left in his life. Accepting the friendship of Fluttershy and Twilight was a risky development. But, it may have been what would help contribute to some peace and stability in his life.

Twilight had made her way back inside of Sugarcube Corner. By now, the party was being wrapped up. The girls had begun to clean as the guests left.

"Where's Goji?" asked Pinkie.

"He went home," answered Twilight. Fluttershy looked out to the window in concern.

"Is he alright?" asked Fluttershy.

"Yeah, I think so. Though he wasn't too happy about the whole conversation earlier," said Twilight. Rainbow groaned.

"What's his deal? He's such a grump!" said Rainbow.

"Well, he just thinks that it's harsh to judge all of them. Who knows, he might be right about some of them being good," said Twilight. Rainbow scoffed.

"I'll believe it when I see it."

"Something on your mind, Pinkie?" asked Applejack, glancing at the hyperactive Earthbound. She had an intense expression, as though she was pondering something.

"You know, I think a good way to cheer Goji up is a good ol' fashion party by yours truly!" said Pinkie, beaming. Rarity forced a smile.

"Oh. Darling, I don't think a party will work for him. He doesn't strike me as the type who'd enjoy social gatherings," said Rarity.

"Then maybe a small party? Like a birthday party! Any of you know when his birthday is coming up?" asked Pinkie.

"Got me," said Applejack with a shrug.

"I doubt he'd tell us," said Rainbow dismissively.

---

Princess Celestia sat upon her grand throne, with her younger sister Luna by her side. She tore her eyes from her guest for a moment and glanced at her sibling.

Luna's restoration of power had allowed her to grow to the height of 6 foot 2. This was how she was before her banishment, at full power. Her sister's hair flowed from her power, appearing like the night sky. Sparkles appeared through her sapphire blue locks. Her wings were a dark blue, having grown large and majestic, like an angel of the night.

Luna wore a belt around her waist, with a buckle depicting a crescent moon, a partial representation of her cutie mark. Over her blue dress, Luna wore a pair of armor shoulder pieces. It may have seem unusual to some, but it was something that Celestia was familiar with. In their earlier days, Equestria was much rougher. It wasn't unusual for either to wear at least some armor on their person. This was just an old habit for Luna. Celestia didn't think to bother her younger sister over her attire. It seemed fitting for her, after all. Besides, it didn't damper her beauty.

Celestia returned her attention to her guest. A man stood below their elevated thrones, wearing dark uniform. This man was a foreigner. Even more so, he was a military man.

"What you are proposing is something that I am not comfortable with," said Celestia.

"Your Majesty, MONARCH only seeks to protect you and your people. We only ask to be able to set up more bases around the Eastern parts of Equestria. Transmutant activity is most concentrated in those regions. Surely the recent attack in Baltimare is enough to convince you," said the man.

"I understand the threat. However, I can't allow such a foreign presence like your institution to interfere with the daily lives of my citizens. Your last expansion has proven to be intrusive as it is," said Celestia.

"Your Majesty, sometimes reaching out to the rest of the world comes with a few sacrifices. You have to be willing to accept a bit of discomfort if you wish to progress," said the uniformed man. Celestia slightly furrowed her brows at this.

"I didn't think that 'reaching out to the rest of the world' meant that my nation had to accept a military presence without national ties," said Celestia.

"Well, not just one nation. MONARCH is made up of many different nations. All unified for peace. And the Transmutants are standing in the way of that," said the uniformed man.

"Surely violence isn't the only answer. For as long as you've been here, I've heard nothing of diplomacy," said Celestia. The uniformed man suppressed a chuckle. Celestia slightly narrowed her eyes. She found nothing amusing of the idea.

"There's no reasoning with monsters, your majesty," said the man.

"I've come to learn that this group that calls themselves 'Revolutionaries' are not necessarily the majority of the Transmutant population. I ask that diplomacy be opened with those who reside in the smaller groups, or even live individually. You can't say that they don't exist," said Celestia, a growing frustration beginning to rise.

"With all due respect, we cannot risk taking a chance as that. If one pops up, then we have to terminate them. You don't realize the full danger that they pose," said the man in uniform.

"I find your lack of compassion for these beings disturbing, Colonel," said a displeased Celestia.

"Compassion for beasts? No. I assure you that they pose a threat not just to your nation, but to every sapient race that lives in our world," said the man in uniform.

Luna just sat in silence on her own throne. She had trouble following along with this conversation, due to her lack of knowledge with how things worked in this modern era. Never had she heard of creatures such as 'Transmutants', let alone this MONARCH.

"Very well. I know that I can't get you to consider another perspective on them. I do value the safety of my subjects, therefore I'll accept MONARCH's expansion. Under a few conditions, of course," said Celestia, sitting upright on her throne.

"You are to keep your bases away from the populated area, as originally agreed. You are to inform us of any information that may concern us and the lives of our subjects. And last, you will spare the lives of any Transmutant that willingly surrenders," said Celestia. Her narrowed eyes were locked dead with the man's as to show that she was serious about her terms. The uniformed man kept a neutral look as he pondered the terms. He sighed.

"Understood. I will inform my superiors. Good day to you, your Majesties," said the man, before turning to leave. The royal guards began to escort him out of the throne room.

"Thank you," said Celestia.

As the man was escorted out of the room, Celestia slouched in her seat. She let out a deep exhale, rubbing her brows. Luna looked to her elder sister in worry.

"What troubles thee, sister?" asked Luna.

"Oh. I'm fine, Luna. I'm just a bit stressed. Nothing that a nice hot bath and some cake can't resolve," said Celestia with a smile. Luna rolled her eyes in amusement. She was glad that some things hadn't changed.

"Celestia, I am curious. What are these... Transmutants?" asked Luna. Celestia stood from her throne, followed by Luna. The two began to descend from their thrones and made their way out of the room.

"They haven't been known for very long. It was only a short time since we've learned about them. But, they're believed to have originated from the Far East," said Celestia. Luna walked alongside her sister, listening intently.

"They're a race of humanoids with renowned strength and power. You wouldn't be able to tell on the surface, since they appear as any ordinary Earthbound," said Luna.

"An enemy in plain sight..." said Luna thoughtfully. Celestia grimaced.

"I'd like to think that not all of them are our enemy. That may sound naïve on my part, but I don't believe that anyone is born evil," said Celestia.

"If I'm not mistaken, 'Transmutant' seems to derive from the word 'Transmutation'. Does their name imply that they themselves were changed, or do they change themselves?" asked Luna inquisitively.

"Both. While they're a mystery to us, MONARCH claims that they were in fact humans with their genes manipulated with 'foreign' traits. This allows them to change their forms," answered Celestia. The two were making their way to the dining room.

"Into what?" asked Luna. Celestia said nothing. Luna didn't know if her silence was due to reluctance of answering, or if it was ignorance.

"It's not so simple. It seems that each one is unique," said Celestia.

"Who were responsible for their change?" asked Luna curiously.

"I don't know. All I know is that the first two appeared in Neighpon some years ago," said Celestia.

"Two?" asked Luna.

---

The air was cold in a dimly lit facility. The halls were sterilized, like a hospital. However, there was a heavy metallic door that stood at the end of one hall.

A pair of men began to make their way down the hall. One of them wore a white lab coat while the other was a red eyed elf. The elf had been waiting to see the progress on this project, especially after the latest development.

"The injections of the mutagen have proven to be quite successful, Director Onyx. Both subjects have developed signs of heightened senses, as well as muscle growth," said the white coated man. The elf, Onyx, nodded.

"You mentioned that there was a problem," said Onyx.

"Yes. It seems that there's a bit of a set back with the boy, 'Lucky Dragon'," said the geneticist, as he looked through his notes.

"It seems that one of the compounds from the mutagen has remained in his system. It's caused some... complications," said the geneticist. Onyx raised a brow at him.

"What kind of complications?" asked Onyx.

"Perhaps you should see for yourself," said the geneticist, gesturing to the heavy metallic door before them.

Onyx noticed that there seemed to be dents in the door. The dents however seemed to have bulged to the outside. Meaning something was attempting to break out. He peered through the narrow slot, where scratches lied on the surface of the glass. The room inside was dark, making it impossible for the elf to make out anything inside.

"Why is it so dark in here?" asked Onyx.

Suddenly, a figure came rushing out of the darkness. Onyx barely had enough time to react, as a face slammed against the window. Onyx gasped and recoiled from the door. From the door, muffled inhuman shrieks could be heard. Onyx was able to make out a child's face to be pressed against the window. Heavy pounding could be heard from within. Onyx panted, as his heart began to settle.

"It keeps him calm. He's still sensitive to bright lights," said the geneticist.

Onyx composed himself and approached the door. He gazed into the eyes of the child, who pressed his face against the window. His rapid breaths fogged up the glass, as though he were a mad beast. His mouth was full of small, carnivorous teeth.

"Just what am I looking at?" asked Onyx.

"We believe that the compound that failed to get passed has in fact stayed in him, causing some negative effects. Sometimes Lucky Dragon is calm. Other times, he's... Well, aggressive doesn't exactly do this justice," said the geneticist.

"Let me see the results," said Onyx. The geneticist handed him the clip board. Onyx began to read through, searching for this compound that was causing the problem. He scoffed.

"Of course it's that," said Onyx.

The elf returned his attention through the window. The child was panting as he stared back, saliva trailing down his lips. He appeared sickly and deranged. His eyes were bloodshot, and his irises had changed from being amber to a steely grey color, with constricted pupils. It was like he wasn't staring at a human or even a beast. It was like something else was inside of this child, wanting to get out.

"The Alpha isn't experiencing this problem, is he?" asked Onyx.

"No, sir. The compound is out of his system," said the geneticist.

"Good. Then we move forward with just him. I want Lucky Dragon terminated," said Onyx, turning to leave. The geneticist was appalled.

"B-But sir! I'm sure that Lucky Dragon can still be salvaged!" said the geneticist. Onyx turned to face him with a stern look.

"Listen to me and listen well. That thing is not a child anymore. It's a demon wearing human flesh. Keeping it around will only cause more trouble. I want it dead," said Onyx coldly. The geneticist gulped.

"Understood, sir."

Onyx turned to leave. The geneticist was left alone by the door. He could hear the muffled shrieks of 'Lucky Dragon' from behind the door, as he continued to slam himself against it.

---

Evening was approaching. The sun had begun to set below the horizon, allowing the stars to appear in the sky.

Junior found himself sitting at his desk. He was busy documenting his thoughts from the day into his journal. He began to reflect on what had happened. Somehow, he seemed to make two friends in one day. It seemed unreal to the boy. Despite his reluctance, Junior was at least glad that there were two people in this town that didn't totally hate his guts. On the plus side, he could always tell Celestia that he had made two friends the next time that he sees her.

There was a sudden knock at the door. Junior stopped writing and turned to his front door. An odd look was on his face. He rose out of his seat and began to make his way to the front door. He was curious as to who would come to see him at this hour. Odds are that it was Fluttershy.

Junior opened the door, finding a young woman to be standing at his front door. He slightly recoiled at the sight of her. She was wearing a dark cloak over her person. But, he saw glimpses of her face. She stood at 5 foot 7.

"Uh... Can I help you?" asked Junior, awkwardly. This stranger removed her hood and met Junior with a smile. She had short hair that was white as snow. Long strands of hair hung over the bridge of her nose, between her shimmering deep blue eyes. They seemed to dazzle under the evening light. She was a lovely young woman, but Junior had no recollection of her. But, she immediately stood out, based on her Neighponese traits.

Good evening, Takeshi-Kun," said the young woman. Junior gasped as he backed away. He caught himself before he could fall onto his rear.

"It's you! Mosura!" exclaimed Junior. He had tensed up, and seemed to have raised his fists. Mosura recoiled.

"H-Hey, relax! I'm not here to cause trouble!" said Mosura, holding her hands up.

"Sorry," said Junior, lowering his fists. He sighed in relief. Mosura also began to relax a bit, appearing amused.

"I don't blame you. I understand that you must feel on edge. Especially with some stranger talking to you through your head," said Mosura, playfully pointing at her own head. Junior's brows raised.

"Is that how you were speaking to me? Are you like psychic or something?" asked Junior. Mosura nodded.

"Mmhm."

"Huh. Lucky guess. So... What are you doing here?" asked Junior. Mosura appeared confused.

"Huh? Oh! Sorry, it slipped my mind for a second," tittered Mosura, clearly embarrassed. She cleared her throat as she regained her composure.

"I think it's time that you met the others that I've told you about," said Mosura. Junior's brows raised in surprise. She turned as she began to bring her hood back over her head.

"Come with me," said Mosura, as she began to walk off. Junior narrowed his eyes.

"Hold it! How can I trust you?" demanded Junior. He couldn't be too careful. After all, he knew nothing about this girl. Besides, he could get himself mixed into something that would bring more trouble for him in the long run. Mosura turned to meet his gaze. They were soft, befitting of a gentle soul.

"Listen, I know you don't have a reason to trust me. Frankly, I'm taking a risk myself by coming out into the open," said Mosura. She met the boy with a firm look.

"All I can give you is my word. I'm just trying to help," said Mosura. Junior pondered her response for a moment. It seemed reasonable enough. Maybe he should hear her out.

"Alright, I'll take your word for it," said Junior with a sigh. Mosura nodded with a smile.

"Then let's get going!" said Mosura as she began to jog away from the house.

"Wait up!" said Junior as he grabbed his house key.

"Ugh. I hope I don't regret this," said Junior, before closing and locking his door. He then began to follow the mutant girl away from the area, on their way to the Everfree forest.

"Wait, in there?" asked Junior, incredulous.

"It's the safest place for us, believe it or not," said Mosura, as she stepped over some bushes, with Junior following.

"I'm not familiar with this part of the forest," said Junior.

"Just stick close! I'll protect ya," said Mosura, teasingly. Junior rolled his eyes.

The two mutants made their way deep into the Everfree forest. Their journey was a bit long, with the night sky beginning to become more apparent. Eventually, they made their way to a more unrecognizable part of the forest. But, they hadn't come across the old ruins of the Two Sisters.

"Mosura, how much further?" asked Junior.

"Almost there," said Mosura, in reassurance. Junior sighed in response. He hoped that the journey back home would be faster.

The pair came across a great cave that stuck out the side of a large hill, covered in boulders and plant life. Inside of the cave, there was a house that was built into the entrance of the cave. The house seemed to be abandoned. There was wood that had rotted. The bricks that helped make up the structure was chipping away, with vines having broken through. But, there was a dim light inside of the house.

Mosura led Junior to the house, which they entered. Junior felt tense as he entered the dark house. The interior wasn't much better. There were a couple of old couches that lied in a living room, having been worn out. There was a large table with a few old chairs. A counter lied near a kitchen, which was built next to the living room. There was a refrigerator, which actually looked pretty new. And there was a stove, appearing much older than anything in the house.

"This is it?" asked Junior.

"Not quite," said Mosura, as she made her way down to the hall. She opened up a door, which resulted in a loud creek. There was another dim light that ran down to a vast, dark cavern. Junior's stomach sank. He made his way over, finding that the hall led to a metallic walkway, leading through the cave. Beneath the house was a 20 foot drop, with shallow water from an aquifer running down the cavern. He could hear the drops of water from above, as well as the flow of water from below.

"This way," said Mosura, as she took the lead to the walkway. Junior reluctantly followed along. There was the sound of grunting and shouts that echoed out through the cavern. Junior began to have second thoughts about this whole thing.

"Oh boy. Looks like they've started sparring," said Mosura in dismay.

The two soon made their way to the end of the walk way. Junior beheld a great chamber that lied within this hill. The cave ceiling reached high above, where stalactites hung from the ceiling with a hole at the center that likely had been a natural formation. It allowed the moon's light to shine down below.

Aside from the natural lights, the chamber was lit up by torches, made up of red and blue flames. This created a almost mystical atmosphere in the cave. Junior noticed to his right that there were several separate smaller chambers that had been formed naturally from this cavern's structure. In three of these chambers, they bore a bed for each one. Each was decorated to be like a room. Curtains hung by the entrance to these caverns, likely for privacy.

"Come on! I'll introduce you to the boys," said Mosura, waving her hand to boy.

The two continued on to the right, passed the chambers. As they walked, Junior observed his surroundings. There was a lower level below them, where a metal walkway and a platform stood above a pool of water that flowed from the aquifer. The pair continued to hear grunts and brief shouts, as though a fight was going on.

The two descended down a metallic stairway, leading to the lower level. Junior and Mosura walked over the platform, making their way to the other side, where another large chamber lied. It was more so the size of the lobby to Sugarcube Corner. This chamber was lit up, by more of the red and blue flaming torches.

Inside of the chamber, there were mats that covered the earthy ground. There were dummies that lined the walls, along with some poles. The chamber was decorated much like a Dojo.

Two young Neighponese males stood, facing off. They looked to be around Junior's age. One of them stood at five foot nine, with crimson hair, with eyes that were a bright green. He wore a brick red kimono. He was leaner in build, compared to his opponent. But, he had a look of unbridled confidence.

"That all you got?" asked the crimson haired boy. His opponent snorted. He charged for him, raising a fist.

The other Neighponese boy was of a larger build. He stood at six feet in height. His brown kimono was drenched in sweat. His hair had a spiky appearance, bearing a dull tone of brown. His eyes were also a light brown, burning with determination.

The larger boy shouted as he sent multiple punches to his opponent, but the crimson haired boy was quick, narrowly dodging each strike that was sent his way. He then slid under his opponent and kicked him in the back. The taller boy grunted in annoyance as he stumbled forward. He quickly spun and swiped at the crimson haired boy, who side stepped with a chuckle.

"Knock it off!" said the larger boy. Before the two could continue, Mosura sighed.

"Enough!" shouted Mosura. The two boys stopped in mid charge.

"Oh come on! We were just about to determine who got the last pudding cup in the fridge!" complained the crimson haired boy.

"That's too bad. Because that one is mine. You two didn't save me any last month," said Mosura, annoyed. She then gestured to Junior.

"Besides, we have a guest. Boys, meet Gojira Takeshi. He's the Transmutant living in Ponyville," said Mosura.

"Uh... Hey." Junior greeted, awkwardly. The two boys were wide eyed as they saw him. The crimson haired boy smiled as he approached, extending his hand forward.

"Hey! Nice to meet you, man. My name is Rodan Shou."

Junior shook hands with the boy, a slight smile on his face. The spiky haired boy approached and bowed.

"Riku Angirasu. It's a pleasure to meet you," said the boy. Junior returned the bow. It had been awhile since he's greeted this way. It seemed that a couple of these people still retained their cultural mannerisms.

"Likewise," replied Junior. He then cleared his throat.

"So uh... Mosura..." Junior fell silent as he noticed that the girl seemed to have been awkwardly playing with her hair.

"What?" asked Junior.

"I'm sorry, Takeshi-kun. But... Would you mind using my last name? It's a little embarrassing for you to be so informal," said Mosura with an embarrassed smile.

Junior was confused for a brief moment. But, then it clicked. He remembered that in Neighponese culture, people often refer to each other with honorifics and a last name basis if they were strangers. Only close friends, family and lovers refer to each other on a first name basis. Junior smiled sheepishly with a light blush.

"Oh. Sorry. I've lived in Equestria for so long that I've kinda assimilated. Uh... Anyone else mind?" asked Junior, looking to the boys.

"Hey, I'm not uptight like these two. Call me whatever you want, bro," said Rodan. Junior was relieved to not have to be so formal with at least one of them. Rodan seemed to have grown more accustomed to Equestrian customs compared to the other two.

"So... Mo- I mean, Yasu-san. Why did you bring me here?" asked Junior. Mosura began to remove her cloak. She revealed herself to be wearing a short sleeved shirt, with a pair of shorts and thigh high stockings. Her stockings were a gradient of red, transitioning to a yellowish orange on the top half of her legs.

"Have a seat," said Mosura, as she sat on her knees on the ground. Junior shrugged as he sat down as well, as did the other two boys.

"You see Takeshi-kun, I brought you here so that we can get to know a fellow Transmutant like you. There aren't many like us out in the world. Let alone in Equestria. It's clear that you're hiding in plain sight. I thought it'd be easy on you, as well as ourselves, to meet," said Mosura.

"But how did you know that I was a Transmutant?" asked Junior, confused.

"Transmutants give off a unique smell. I caught onto it as soon as you arrived to Ponyville. I used telepathy to communicate with you," said Mosura.

"I see..." Junior scratched at his head with an embarrassed look.

"So... Can you read minds at any time?" asked Junior. Mosura smiled teasingly.

"Only when I choose to. By the way, I'm flattered that you find me attractive," said Mosura. Junior cupped a hand to his mouth, his face beat red. Mosura laughed.

"OK, please don't invade my personal thoughts!" said Junior, annoyed.

"Be happy that your thoughts were clean," said Rodan, nudging Junior's shoulder with a chuckle.

"Wow. This is unreal. I always heard that there were more like me out there. But to think I'd actually meet them..." Junior held a relieved smile. For once, he didn't feel like he had to keep anything hidden.

"Yeah, we rarely go out there because we're afraid of getting exposed. With MONARCH running around, we can't be too careful," said Angirasu.

Angirasu's statement broke Junior's moment of peace. He just remembered the reality of what he was. What they were. But now, he had more questions.

"I'm curious. How did the three of you become Transmutants?" asked Junior. The three other mutants looked at him oddly.

"What do you mean? The same way that you did," said Rodan.

"No, that can't be. You see, I was one of the first two. The organization that was responsible doesn't exist anymore. So how did you become like me?" asked Junior. Mosura's eyes widened.

"You're the Alpha?" Mosura's tone was that of shock and disbelief. Junior shook his head.

"No. My late father was called 'Alpha'. I was called 'Lucky Dragon'." said Junior. He noticed that these mutants were gazing at him in shock and almost reverence. As though he were some sort of legend.

"Then... You're the forerunner to us. You're essentially the ground work for the rest of us," said Mosura.

"Not likely. For whatever reason, I was deemed a failed experiment," said Junior, shrugging. He then leaned forward.

"Tell me, who is responsible for you guys?" asked Junior. Mosura sighed.

"I... I don't know how to say this. But, MONARCH is responsible," said Mosura. Junior's eyes slightly widened.

"MONARCH? They're just a military organization for the 'Global Union'. They're basically just a globalized mercenary group funded by the biggest empires on earth," said Junior.

"Takeshi-kun, there's something darker beneath MONARCH. The man who's leading it had ties to the old organization that made you. We were kidnapped from our homes when we were children. Even adults weren't safe. They did this to us," said Mosura. Junior was wide eyed. He shook his head, wanting to deny what he heard.

"That can't be true. Why would MONARCH want to create Transmutants?" asked Junior.

"You kidding? Why not? An army of super soldiers to fill in the ranks to enforce Global Union rule is the perfect plan," said Rodan.

"But why kidnap children?! Why kidnap us?!" cried Junior. His tone was loud to the point that it had startled the three other mutants. Junior took a breath, attempting to settle himself.

"I'm sorry. It just... It doesn't make sense. All my life, I've wondered why. Why did they take me and my father?" asked Junior solemnly.

"Takeshi-kun..." Mosura frowned.

"How did... How did you guys escape?" asked Junior.

"Well, a few mutants managed to breakout and free the rest us. There was at least 17 of us at the time I believe. But, apparently they kept making more after our escape," said Mosura. Junior's blood ran cold. At least 17? He wondered how many were children and why they had to suffer to something so nefarious. And no one seemed to know. No one but the Transmutants, the people that MONARCH was attempting to destroy.

"Oh my God... All this time. MONARCH has been around claiming it was helping Equestria and... Oh God!" Junior held his head, gritting his teeth. He felt sick to his stomach.

"Those bastards. They created the problem, and now they're trying to cover it up. FUCK!" Junior shouted.

"Takeshi-kun, please calm down!" said Mosura, reaching a hand to the boy. She recoiled as he turned to meet her with a glare.

"How can I be calm?! You just told me that MONARCH created more Transmutants for war! They're responsible for the deaths of innocent people, the rise of mutant terrorists, and they ruined our lives!" cried Junior, distraught. Mosura's expression softened.

"I lost the only parent that I had left! I lost my home! I had to leave my country! I had to live among people who weren't my own and became an outcast!" said Junior. He felt his eyes beginning to sting, but he didn't care. The emotions that he's kept bottled up inside for so long could no longer be contained.

"I even had to spend every waking hour lying. Lying to people that I cared about. I had no one to confide in. No one who'd understand. I was alone," said Junior, his tone low and filled with despair. He mustered up a glare through his eyes, which began to sting more.

"How can you ask me to be calm? You should feel the same as me," said Junior. Mosura stood and made her way to the boy. She knelt down and pulled him into a comforting hug. She began to gently run her hand through his hair.

"Of course I feel the same as you," said Mosura, her tone soft. Junior swallowed the lump in his throat, as tears threatened to run from his eyes. But, he held them back, by some miracle.

"I know just as much as you how it feels to have your family taken away from you. We all do. But we can't spend our whole lives filled with bitterness and hate," said Mosura, pulled away a bit from the boy, with a warm smile. Junior felt some comfort from her kind smile, and warm embrace. The way her voice was gentle and filled with compassion. It put him at ease.

"I may have lost my family, but I gained a new one. We look out for each other," said Mosura, gesturing to the other two boys. They met Junior with sympathetic smiles.

It didn't seem normal for a person like Mosura to exist. He couldn't imagine being able to move on as she seemed to have. Mosura brought his face to meet her gaze. She looked at him firmly.

"Hey, you're not alone. Not anymore," said Mosura. Junior gritted his teeth as he lowered his head, in a vain attempt to hide the few tears that began to fall.

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