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Pony POV Series Season Six: Dark World/Shining Armor

by Alex Warlorn

Chapter 83: Episode 140: (Shining Armor) Smilie :-)

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Pony POV Series
"Shining Armor"
Chapter 19 Second 2
diasnU tfeL retteB erA yllaeR...-...Really Are Better Left Unsaid

Were Cadence's parents happy to see her? What do you think? They were Depressed? It was hugs and kisses all around! No! Cadence did NOT introduce me as her coltfriend! Besides it's not like I haven't met her parents before . . . So it did take them a bit to recognize me, it had been years after all.

Bright Blood and Blue Song have always been good and decent unicorns. No, they didn't try to pair me off with Cadence, it was almost a relaxing change of pace! They were also a refreshing change from the typical stuffy nobility, ponies all too often scared to express their real feelings in favor of what was popular. Seriously, how could Blueblood be related to them?

It had been a long while since I had last seen them, but they were as polite and welcoming as ever. Bright Blood gave off more magic than the average unicorn, he'd say his magic increased right when Cadence was born. Blue Song had medicals scars along the underside of her lower body that they never spoke about. Since they weren't my family, I didn't push to know.

I stayed politely in the background for most of the stay, I let Cadence's parents hug and kiss her, telling her how much they loved her and missed her, and Cadence returning the favor. No crazy antics, no insane quirks, in its own way it was weird how normal Cadence's family was compared to the rest of the nobility.

(Interviewer's Notes (Unicorn): Don't be so surprised, your family has 'noble blood' too remember? Your family is as much nobility as they are. Direct descendant if Twilight The First ring a bell?)

Oh, right, heheh. Well, who is to say whether that's real or not? It's all from the age of myths.

(Interviewer's Notes (Unicorn): So is Cadence and Blueblood's family being related to Celestia, but no pony argues that.)

Fine. Point taken.

Cadence recounted our trip, well, the version without ugly buckling.

Bright Blood spoke to me saying, "Sounds like you experienced a lot of frisson with Cadence, I trust you never had a Mondegreen during one of her songs?"

"Uh."

(Interviewer's Notes (Earth Pony): Pst, Shining, it just means 'exciting' and 'misheard the lyrics'.)

Thanks!

"Yes! And of course not."

"Excellent, you're a perfect traveling companion and protector for our little filly."

"Thank you." What? There's nothing implying about that.

The good thing about Cadence visiting home being low key meant the spirit of music didn't have any charity concerts to attend, and she could spend her time with her family.

It felt good, Cadence's family just felt good. I they aren't really perfect, nopony is, but they were loving to Cadence and nice to me, I won't say they treated me like part of the family they did treat me like a good friend they could trust protecting their foal. It was also kinda strange to hear somepony other than Cadence call Princess Celestia and Princess Luna 'Auntie.'

Blue Song talked about a few new sonnets she had released or were working on, and Bright Blood mentioned the investments in new medical procedures he had made. You didn't think Cadence's parents were rich ponies with no day job did you? Even Blueblood has a job as a diplomat and cartographer, and is a surprisingly good at it.

Cadence and her mother, they had a duet... it was magical. You don't get another way to describe it, it was magical. Not magical like how Twiley's spells are, but a magical all its own. I had heard Cadence since before, but even I was spellbound. I was SAD when the song ended, but I was happy to have heard something so wonderful.

Cadence's parents took her not being home long a lot better than mine. Cadence didn't have to have her dad physically pry her sobbing mother off her. Cadence and her parents shared nuzzled and well wishes.

What surprised me, and I was surprised that I was surprised, that Cadence gave hellos and exchanges with the hired help (my family doesn't have servants).

This is Cadence, of course she and her family wouldn't treat the hire help like they were... er, servants? Okay, that sounds dumb, her family made FRIENDS with them.

Yes we had dinner there, I'll admit I felt VERY awkward being there, Cadence had to order me to sit down and eat with her family. Then it felt a lot more natural to be there once I stopped worrying about it.

Sunsets in Canterlot are to die for, I dare you to find a city in Equestria or anywhere else with a more wonderful sunrise or sunset. That much hadn't changed and I'm happy for that.

"Evening Sam."

"Night, Ralph."

No! I did not yell like a little filly and hide behind Cadence when I first saw the night guard ponies! Maybe I felt an claim or two, maybe I stared like a rude idiot, but no cowering or filly noises!

Apparently like their princess, they were nocturnal. I saw an entire bar full of them, even the bartender, except for one griffin, and an off duty day guard playing cards with a bat-pony mare.

Okay, maybe it did make me a little while to realize that they weren't wearing costumes till one stretched her wings. At least I didn't say anything stupid and kept my trap shut.

There was never a question if Cadence would see Princess Luna, or if Princess Luna would see Cadence.

Princess Luna wasn't holding court yet (doctor's orders), but she was perfectly happy to receive visitors.

It turns out there was actually a wing set aside in the castle for Princess Luna since her banishment. It looked the same as the rest of the castle, though the paintings, tapestries, and sculptures weren't in Princess Celestia's tastes.

The two night guards flanking either side of Princess Luna's stood at perfect attention, ready for anything that might try to harm the returned princess of the night. A bat-winged pegasus and a unicorn. There was something similar about them . . .

"S-Sharpe?! H-Harper?"

Dangit! I didn't say their ranks! What were their ranks now? Where they same from before reality was fixed? Did they get new ranks now? I can't tell their ranks from their armor! Dangit! Well this threw out all the 'half-dragon' jokes about Harper out the window, he was just as big as a bat pony as he was a pegasus!

"YES! WE HAVE BEEN TRANSMUTED BY THE DIVINE GRACE OF HER NIGHTESTY INTO HER LOYAL MINIONS OF THE DARK! HER WISH IS OUR COMMAND! NONE SHALL OPPOSE HER!" They bellowed.

Cadence paled. "Uh, good for you."

"Sorry Princess Cadence," Sharpe apologized, "The code of conduct for the Night Guard hasn't been updated in a thousand years, we're still shufflin' through the rule book."

"The laws on the books declared Her Nightjesty and Princess Celestia have equal control of the guard, and for it be divided equally between them," Harper continued.

"So you were transferred?" I asked.

"Actually, we volunteered. What Her Nightjesty was offering appealed to me," said Harper.

"I was more just curious myself lad, I wanted to learn more about Her Nightjesty," Sharpe confessed.

As I found out later, Princess Luna had been encouraged by her sister to make new members in her half (in name or otherwise) of the guard voluntary at first to see how many ponies would willingly come to 'swell in her night' and the Night Princess was pleasantly surprised by the turnout. And when some tabloids tried to paint her as tricking ponies into becoming 'monsters', massive additions to our hoofbooks dictating in detail that would make Twilight blush what becoming a Night Guard entailed.

"Her Nightjesty of Dreams And Nightmares Princess Luna Nyx Selena Equestria is awaits you Princess Cadence." Harper bowed and the doors swung outward.

Cadence trotted through, the doors began to swing close behind her in front of me, before they could close all the way they were caught by Cadence's magic. "Whua?" I gasped at nearly getting my face slammed.

"Only the Princess may see her Nightjesty."

"Shining Armor goes where I go, he's the captain of my guard and my protector."

"Her Nightjesty said family only."

"Shining Armor is coming in with me."

Sharpe and Harper looked at each other, I saw gears turning their bat-eared heads. "I'll stay out here Cadence."

"Oh don't be such a baby." Cadence said without any humor in her voice and magically grabbed my armor and pulled me in, the doors slammed shut behind me.

Can we please skip me describing Princess Luna's room? Please? And I thought the Hearth's Warming Eve story could be scary. It wasn't some Nightmare Night haunted house. It was dark with a huge window for a view of the moon, and I swear the shadows were looking at me. I just stepped in and it was already affecting my brain! I could swear for a moment I saw her petting a windigo! I was just getting addled, yes, that was it, just a little addled. There was no Windigo and the eyes everywhere were just decorations, they weren't staring at me...I'm going to stop before I get to the really scary stuff...

Cadence . . . she couldn't care less, or if she was scared too, she didn't show it. She was only interested in the pony at the center of it all who looked to be at that age between filly and mare.

She was barely any bigger than your average mare, her mane was sky blue, and her coat was a tad darker, cyan eyes, and her cutie mark was a crescent moon inside a black splotch. She's so small. That thought repeating in my mind looking at the supreme ruler of the night returned to Equestria. My brain tried to overlay the 'Great Destroyer' who'd stormed Griffin castles and slaughtered all present over the being in front of me. When that failed, it tried laying the Nightmare Night legends over her and it fit even less.

I didn't say anything, I didn't dare say anything, I felt everything as tense as a wire trap. I breathed as silently as I could, I felt a square peg in a round hole. Neither of them wanted to say the first word. Their eyes were locked, like two pieces of a puzzle.

But...I couldn't help feeling like I'd seen that look in Luna's eye somewhere...It reminded me of my parents when they'd seen me return home mixed with how Cadence's looked when she realized I was okay after Nameless' demise. That's...really the only way I can describe that look... Or maybe I was just projecting looking for something I could recognize: worried, scared, concerned, unsure, or maybe a mix.

Princess Luna looked like she was readying herself to speak, but Cadene beat her to the punch.

"Aunt Luna, why are you crying?"

"Oh...it tis nothing, dear niece...It hath just been so long since our eyes have beheld yet another of our own race at all...let alone a new one..."

Cadence, she had picked up it before I even noticed, Princess Luna was crying. Had she been crying all this time?

"I . . . I'm Princess Mi Amore Cadenza Aunt Luna, it's, it's a pleasure to meet you Aunt Luna." She bowed to her young senior, "Please call me Cadence."

Princess Luna shuddered. "C-Cadence then. We are happy to meet ye Cadence. Ye . . . ye look completely beautiful dear, absolutely adorable."

Adorable? Cadence? Cadence hadn't been adorable since grade-school. Cadence was gorgeous. Er...don't write that...

"Thank you Aunt Luna," Cadence replied bowing and inching closer to Luna.

Princess Luna looked epically and wide eyed at Cadence, and then hugged her, neck, wings, forelegs. "Tis wonderful to see ye our Cadence! Ye art are a blessing! We aren't truly overjoyed to lay eyes upon ye! Thank ye my niece! Tis wonderful for ye to be here!"

Cadence was surprised, but she wasn't shocked, she quickly returned the hug. I'm not an expert at interior decorating, but their pink and blue looked great together and I forgot about the creepiness around them. I swear I saw them shine like a pair of bright lights in the dark.

I did the intelligent thing and never said a word. Cadence and Luna just sat down on Luna's bed like a couple of girls and began to chat with each other, Luna slowly opened up to Cadence, smiling, relaxed . . . happy. The things they talked about, they were little nothings, and it couldn't have felt better for her I think than to just talk about nothings.

Changes in the last thousand years in mane style, saddles, music, oh yeah, they talked about music a lot.

"Jazz, rocks and rolling, we dare say we can not believe such things are called 'music.' "

"I'll admit, it's different, but classical was new in its day."

"...Thou art correct, our niece. Tis merely something we must get accustomed to. Does not mean we have to love it."

It was strange. Luna for a moment sounded almost apologetic...like somepony who'd stepped in somepony else's territory. Which, given I still have a habit of accidentally insulting foreign dignitaries, I could relate to.

"It's fine, Auntie, I know you didn't mean it that way."

Okay...I guess this is just one of those Alicorn things mortals don'-

(Interviewer's Notes (Unicorn): Cadence IS Music.)

Oh...Okay, that makes sense...

"And those mares with their manes full of jewels, completely garish."

"That one I won't argue, Auntie."

"From what we remember, Twilight's friend Rarity would agree."

"You've met them, right Auntie? What are they like?"

Okay, now I was listening.

"Well...in a way. Only as Nightmare Moon and at this delightful party afterwards. But they surely do represent the Elements of Harmony wonderfully...And they were willing to charge into a room to protect her from...my corrupted self..."

My, not our...I might have been reading to deeply into that...But still, it made me smile to hear. It takes a true friend to rush headlong into a room to save somepony from an insane lunar goddess who was supposed to eat foals.

"I see...Sorry, just...Twilight was always so antisocial, I kinda wanted to know more about the ponies who managed to break through her shell and get to be her friends."

Luna blinked. "She was antisocial? We art sincerely surprised."

"What?!" me and Cadence said at once.

I blinked. "Um...sorry...continue..."

"We would never had guessed that seeing her declare them her friends and how each represented their Element...This new information for us."

Then Princess Luna began grilling Cadence for information about Twiley, Cadence was a little uncomfortable with how lively and active Princess Luna became after her meek demeanor before. Finally Cadence threw me under the carriage.

"Ask him! He's Twilight Sparkle's big brother!"

. . . The booming Canterlot Voice echoed throughout the room. Cadence stuffed her ears with a pillow. So many question, so many questions, so many questions, about everything, and anything about Twiley, I didn't know whether to feel like a spy or a snitch.

Finally it ended, after hours and hours, it finally ended, I had completely forgotten about the creepy. She finally let me and Cadence go, I staggered out drunkenly. Cadence and Luna gave each other a hug and nuzzle goodnight, or rather good day. As the door closed behind us, Cadence whispered to me.

"THANK YOU Shining! You have the whole day off tomorrow. Sleep through it, go to the theater, whatever you want, thank you!" She nuzzled me. I was too worn out to argue.

Overall, meeting the Princess of the Night had been a good bit like Maasailand...I wonder how any visit she takes there would go...

I was more than happy to go to my old room, apparently still set aside for me, and still where it belonged. Cadence went to her room at the castle. It was so wonderful just to sleep

I actually forgot to set the radio. So I was woken up by Celestia's bright sun instead. It felt weird to not wake up to music after so long. Honestly incomplete, I was tempted to go back to bed and set the alarm again, but time waits for no pony.

If this was my day to do what I wanted, then what I wanted was answers. The problem was I wasn't quite sure even what the questions where. But there was one pony I knew was my biggest chance of being able to give me both.

"Captain Shining Armor Sparkle, I would like to make an appointment with her royal highness, Princess Celestia. For today."

Princess Celestia's secretary smiled and nodded, "If you insist on meeting her today sir, you could just wait in line with the others for a one on one meeting if you have something to discuss with her personally or have a dispute you wish to resolve out of court."

I took one look at the ponies waiting in line, and almost made a face.

"It's official business for Equestria at large."

"What shall I put down for it?"

I whispered to her. "The attack of the Nightmare Moon Cult in Columbia, a fear eating monster infestation in Zebrafrica, Cadence's new status as the patron goddess of Maasailand, and a how to handle the transfer of a giant mutant bug to the ownership of Equestria's mages."

Okay. So maybe some of that didn't exactly need me to explain things directly to Princess Celestia, and a lot of it was already resolved, but it was a good enough group of reasons the the secretary nodded and got me an appointment, not right away like I hoped, but later that afternoon. If I told her my real reason, she'd think I was crazy, and if I pulled the 'it's top secret' card, it might actually make things MORE complicated.

(Interviewer's Notes (Unicorn): Shining, are you sure this is what you want?)

. . . Yes. It is. Unless the voices in my head feel like sharing stuff I'm sure they know.

(Interviewer's Notes (Pegasus): We can't, it would be cheating.)

(Interviewer's Notes (Unicorn): We can't give you answers, only questions. Otherwise we cross a line. We're only outsiders here. And this is still your present, so any answers we could give you may be changed by a choice you make.)

(Interviewer's Notes (Earth Pony): And we don't want you to be unhappy!)

(Interviewer's Notes (Unicorn): What you will learn cannot be unlearned, and what you learn, will not grant you happiness. You already know plenty of unpleasant cosmic truths that mortals simply should not know, keeping yourself in the dark about more may be the best thing you can do.)

Life isn't JUST about happiness, it's about responsibility and learning too! I have to know. Thanks, I forgot how much you like to give hugs.

(Interviewer's Notes (Earth Pony): It's the ponies that like them, that makes me give them. And Shining, if . . . if this is what you really want, okay.)

If I had to wait, I wasn't going to just sit on my hooves. There were a couple of ponies I wanted to check up on in the mean time.

Finding them was almost shamefully easy. Truth be told I really hadn't given them much thought since the old days. Gizmo was in Ponyville, and I didn't have time for the train ride to and from Ponyville, and I going via pegasi chariot would still leave me with no idea where in town to even start looking for him.

That left Graffer and 8-Bit. I considered bringing other Misfits to introduce them to each other, but . . . some part of me felt like I was trying to mix oil and water. Maybe I was being stupid. Or maybe I just no idea how they were going to react to seeing me and I didn't want to throw in a bunch of wild card.

Contrast and parallels enhance one another, and this held true with my discovery. Graffer and 8-Bit as it turned out has set up shop right next to each other.

On one side was a modest video arcade, repairing, selling, hosting, and apparently occasionally making cabinet style games. Not being in the traditional style of Canterlot, it and its sibling store were on the edge of the city in what politely qualified as the city's 'niche market.' It apparently catered to foals who wanted an afternoon escape from the rigid rules of the upper class.

The other one was closer to normal Canterlot style, with stylized font in big bold letters declares its intended business and like its sibling had a large window front showing off the various dice, miniatures, resource books, and a million other things those who loved O&O just had to buy (I bet mine are still in my old bedroom closet). Credit where its due, Graffer sold more than O&O, he had strategic board games, and Journey Finder. Okay, so maybe bringing Audience wouldn't have been so bad, since he's into some strategy board games.

Two stored owned by two friends of mine . . . I'm not going to get stuck in the middle of a conflicting styles plot and convince them to join together into one big mega-store am I?

(Interviewer's Notes (Pegasus): After saying that? No way.)

Oh right, the world likes to play with me, and there's no point to that sort of things if you see it coming. So there's no way it WILL happen now that I'm actually expecting it, but if I think that it won't happen now that means it will and happen and-UGH! Headache.

(Interviewer's Notes (Pegasus): Don't take it personally, fate gives headaches to the best of us, just the way she is. Sometimes I wonder how she doesn't give herself headaches.)

. . . No disclaimer?

(Interviewer's Notes (Pegasus): No disclaimer.)

Who to visit first? Flip a bit? Oh who was I kidding? Inside 8-Bit's arcade I go!

(Interviewer's Notes (Earth Pony): Yay! Can I play some games?)

Uh...you're in my head...

(Interviewer's Notes (Earth Pony): Oh.)

The noise of a video arcade, each one is unique, each one alive, and each is noisy in its own quant way. I was tempted to play a game of Dragon's Den, but it felt awkward knowing Spike, and I was there for other things.

8-Bit was behind the counter, working on a circuit board, he had become a little rounded, but he was hardly pudgy. 8-Bit always had a nack for playing video games, there were even a couple framed pictured on the wall noting video game competitions he had won. Along with a few 8-bit games of his own design with one or two being considered 'cult classics.'

"Hey Eighter!" I said getting his attention.

"Hello sir, welcome to the best and only video arcade in Canterlot, we have more games per square hoof than some places have in square miles!"

"Eighter, it's me, Shining Armor!"

" . . . Sorry dude, where have we met again?"

"EIGHTER! Shining Armor! Canterlot Acadamy? O&O? I was a paladin! Our little sisters had one play date!"

8-Bit looked at me without recognition, then his eyes widened, then blinked a few times and shook his head, "Ugh! I-! Oh right. Right! Shining! Sorry! It's been so long!"

I hadn't thought of him in years. What right do I have to complain it took him a bit to remember me?

"Yeah I know, I thought I check up on you guys and just see how you're doing. Uh, you and Graffer aren't fighting each other are you? Fighting over who parents spends money for their foals on?"

8-Bit laughed. "Naw! You'd be surprised! O&O is a long term investment. Here we, as in me and the games, offer instant satisfaction! Plus, different folks, different strokes. It's not like we go outside and try to pull customers into our stores, that's a fast way to LOSE customers. You have to be crazy to be in this business, but neither of us is that crazy."

"Ah."

"Besides, we had a little joint project a while ago." He pointed at an arcade machine of 'Oubliettes and Ogres.'

"How did you get the rights to THAT?!"

"Graffer knows some ponies in the industry now, and called in a few favors, promised I could do a good job. The game's scenario is actually based on some of our old home-brew adventures."

"How come I don't get any royalties for that then?"

"Technically everything we did was a joint effort, we even sent some parts to Ponyville for Gizmo to work on them. The company turned around however and said they were too expensive to mass produce so only a few got made. And reality be told? It as a labor of love. There weren't any royalties to share. But as a thank you, consider yourself to have perpetual unlimited quarter, and if the thing ever does turn a profit outside of my store, I'll send ya a letter . . . you still at that guard place?"

"Here, let me write down my room's address, and my family's." And yeah, there was a blue-hair unicorn paladin as one of the player characters in that game. NO! I did not play it. Okay. Maybe a few times. For old time's sake. Even if I already knew the plot twists.

I thanked 8-Bit, and told him I'd be traveling soon, and he regretted not hiring extra help after all. Otherwise he could have visited Graffer with me, he was tempted to close the arcade just to visit Graffer with me except he didn't want to face a horde of angry foals for cutting their fun time short.

I can't say I wasn't disappointed.

Then he decided he didn't want to miss a chance for us to hang MORE and told me he'd be along as he let the foals finish their games.

Next came Graffer's store, I was surprised when I noticed some of the modules had his by-line on them. I really have been out of the loop for a while with O&O.

The place, was really clean, had plenty of dice, books, paint kits for figurines, the place made me think Graffer had all in all done really well with himself.

I brushed shoulders with a gamer who had just made his purchase and walked out.

"Welcome to Canterlot's best O&O store! Name's Graffer, how can I help you?"

"Hey Graffer, long time no see?" I made a slight smile.

He looked at me, I can't pin down how to describe how he looked at me, but it was bloody familiar.

I felt a tiny bit sick inside. Like there was something I wasn't noticing that I really should have. Something unpleasant. Some odd faded truth that my mind's eyes was turned a blind eye to! Does that even make sense?

Can't I just have one normal happy day? Is that so much to ask? Really?

After too long, Graffer blinked and said, "Of course I do bud!"

" . . . but you didn't until a second ago?"

"Well, it HAS been a long time bro'."

"Yeah. It has."

"So what brings the captain of the royal guard to my humble shack?"

"You know-?!"

"Dude, I read the newspaper."

My opinion of Equestria's reporters wasn't exactly the highest, why do you think tabloids are so popular?

"Oh, okay. I just came in to see how you were doing. I already visited 8-Bit, and he seemed fine." Like 8-Bit, Graffer hadn't changed that much, a little extra weight, but he wasn't some blob like you see in every gamer cliche.

"I see him practically every day, but great to hear a second opinion, so can I get you anything?"

"Sorry, I just came to visit. And I don't think any of my squad or unit are really into O&O."

"Have you asked them?"

"Not really."

"Then how do you know?"

"Also, I'm putting my creative energies into writing my first novel."

"PLEASE tell me it's not going to be like your mothers books!" Graffer gasped and covered mouth with his hooves. "Oh Shinner! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! I'm sorry! I take it back! Your mother's books-"

"Are the most humiliating thing I've ever read. I agree with you. And I promise, they are NOT going to be like my mother's books!"

"Oh . . . okay . . . she kinda tried to get a boardgame adaptation made... and the books are getting popular enough it's actually being considered..."

Please cover your ears I'm about to scream in my head.

(Interviewer's Notes (Pegasus): Thanks for warning us that time...)

"...so, high fantasy?"

"Uh, no, science fiction."

"Oh." Graffer tried to hide his disappointment, and did so very well, he was a Dungeon Master after all, "Soft science fiction?"

"Actually, it's sort of in the middle."

"Alright, I'm not writing it, so I don't have a right to complain. But here's some advice, writing a story isn't like writing a O&O campaign, get too boggled down in the technical details, your readers will end up skipping pages."

"Advice from experience?"

"Maybe."

"Ah. Though I am thinking of writing a fantasy story afterwards, or making it kinda a fantasy versus science-fiction type deal that's actually balanced rather than one side steamrolling the other."

"Really? Now that could be interesting, most lean one way or the other. It'd definitely have widespread appeal."

"Thanks. IF it's a success, then I know who to call about a board game adaptation."

He gave a smile. "I'd love to take you up on that."

Then 8-Bit stepped in, "Hey guys, wanna order out pizza?"

No. We didn't run an adventure while we were there, it wouldn't have felt right without Gizmo, and as fun as a simple one-off adventure would have been, I was way too rusty and didn't want to embarrass myself, or my character. It was good pizza though. Graffer occasionally asked me questions about the guard, nothing sensitive or deep, just enough to give his games a touch of realism. Which I find kinda weird trying to make a fantasy realistic, but I was writing science fiction, so I wasn't going to question his methods.

I did buy a new O&O hoofbook so I could catch up a little so if we DID get the chance I wouldn't humiliate myself. That and I'd forgotten how fun it could be.

8-Bit said he had a cousin who had joined the guard and if I had seen them, I said nothing, after a flock of identical 'not-related' pegasi, knowing my luck (as normal), 8-Bit's cousin would turn out to be a hippogriff who didn't look a thing like like his sister or him. She was doing well by the way.

(Interviewer's Notes(Pegasus): I didn't know three pegasi made a flock.)

Shut up.

So yes, I had fun, and for an hour or two, I completely forgot my troubles, I almost forgot my appointment with Princess Celestia too. I bid my old friends a quick good luck and fair-well, hugs and bro-hoofs, and off to meet my destiny I go.

I was getting a nervous feeling in the pit of my stomach, but I had come too far to turn back now, whatever the answers were, I wouldn't back down.

I had been in Canterlot castle more times than I can count, but everything felt tense as I made my way to Princess Celestia's throne room. The guards let me in without fuss.

I hadn't seen Princess Celestia since I left Canterlot, but she looked the same, she always did, she was as old as Equestria, likely older, and as eternal and ageless as the sun.

"Welcome Captain Shining Armor Sparkle of the Royal Guard, welcome," The Princess said formally, then said politely and warm. "Please come in and sit down my little pony we have . . . apparently a lot to discuss."

I gave my pretense of a debriefing. The cult battle in Columbia, the fear-monster from beyond, Maasailand now worshipping Cadence, the big bug being given to Canterlot's 'experts' to look over (no they weren't going to vivisect it, what gave you that awful idea?). But how much of it had Celestia likely already heard in the official reports? But she pretended that it was somehow new news to her.

I saw the look in her eyes, Princess Celestia was waiting for something, and if you could read any expression from Princess Celestia other than her impish smile, it meant she wanted you to see it.

"Very good Shining Armor, shall we now discuss why you're really here?"

I sulked, "Was it really that obvious?"

"You are a thousand years too young to bluff me, little pony. So please, Shining, talk to me."

It was about now that I realized the guards and staff in the throne room had left, leaving us completely alone, Princess Celestia had ordered them away with a look.

"I want to know the truth."

"No the sky isn't an illusion over a dead universe, no the moon isn't made of cheese, yes Granny Apple Smith is over a hundred years old, yes there is an afterlife, your family is descendant from ponies of Paradise Estate, my charisma is not in my regalia, I did not use mind control on Luna to make her Nightmare Moon, yes I did banish her to the moon for bringing about eternal night, I was absolutely miserable afterwards, no I did not start the 'eating foals' myth nor did I encourage it, yes Blueblood IS related to me distantly, I am better at chess than Luna, the rainbow of darkness and the rainbow of light both came from-"

"Wait, wait, wait, princess! That isn't the truth I wanted to know!"

"Well then . . ." Princess Celestia said dignified, "You should have been more precise, there are many truths."

I sighed. "How precise do I need to be?"

"I am not a genie trying to trick you, Shining Armor. Tell me what truth you wish to know my little pony, but whether you'll be able to understand or accept that truth, will be completely up to you."

I steeled myself. "I understand."

(Interviewer's Notes (Earth Pony): Shining, we all just want you to know, you're the best big brother in the whole wide world, and nothing is ever going to change that.)

I, er . . . thank you.

"So ask me Shining Armor, what truth are you looking for?"

"Princess, do you remember how reality completely changed a short while ago? And history itself was rewritten, where the world I remember was where war was an inevitability? Where Equestria herself was more focused on mechanical progress and training Guards from foalhood?"

"It was not nearly as bleak as you are putting it Shining, Equestria maintained her dignity and my ponies I believe more than not kept the love in their hearts that make us special as a people."

"So you do remember."

"Yes. I remember the harm that was done to my ponies by an empire that wasn't supposed to exist, and the fire and thunder I brought down upon them and I was reminded how much destruction I am capable of, and even that, wasn't how much death I could truly bring to the world if I let myself."

I shuddered at that gruesome idea.

"Princess Celestia. I need to know-"

"No Shining Armor, you want to know, whatever you learn now is your own choice."

"I understand, but Princess, I'm sure it's going to drive me crazy me if I don't have some answers."

"It's the answer that might drive you crazy."

"I'm willing to take the risk."

"Then speak, my little pony."

"Cadence, you, and I'm betting Princess Luna, remember the world when that freakazoid messed up everything. I get that, goddesses, but why me? Why was I immune or at least resist to that thing's fake charisma? Why could I see the changes he made to everything, after meeting him, but I never noticed any crazy chances in the world before that if he's been around so long and screwing everything up? And Princess, why am I in the past moving towards the future? And why the bloody Tartarus was the big bad ghost wolf monster after me?!"

I didn't even consider that she might not know, she is Princess Celestia.

" . . . Because you are unique."

"Everypony is unique!"

"But you are . . . more unique."

"Tell me! You said you would!"

Princess Celestia she was . . . she was . . . she was crying?! Since when did Princess Celestia cry?!

"My little pony . . ." She wept. "You . . . you were never supposed to exist, Shining Armor."

I didn't hear that right.

"What?"

"When I said your name appeared on my desk the day you were promoted, I spoke literally. Your name simply appeared on the list of Guards being promoted that day before my eyes. Before that day when you woke up, the day of your promotion, the day my student left for Ponyville . . . Twilight Sparkle never had a big brother, your parents never had a son. There had never been a stallion named Shining Armor Sparkle, you did not exist. Shining, I AM SO SORRY!!!"

I fell on my flank. I don't remember crying, but I felt tears on my face.

"That . . . that's why I'm 'filling in at both ends', I'm... I'm having to make my past at the same time as my future . . . that's . . . that's why the wolf was -is?- after me . . . That's-" My heart turned to ice.

"-That's why Twiley, Spike, my parents, didn't recognize me at first."

Then the worst came. The looks all those I loved had as they suddenly 'remembered' me. When I remembered that thing, and the tantrum it threw when I didn't recognize it. Me. The pony who didn't exist, but was now the captain of a brand new branch of the guard, bodyguard to the most beautiful of Equestria's three princesses, the big brother to Princess Celestia's personal student who saved the world, the one whose shield magic knew no equal, the one with the tragic back-story of being the reason his uncle was dead and his cousin didn't exist.

"Princess, am I like Solomon Azure Raven Makarov, am I like Nameless?"

"NO! YOU ARE NOT! You are nothing like him! Could be nothing like him! YOU ARE NOT EMPTY!!!

I was startled at her words.

"Every choice you have made, has been yours, every accomplishment you have achieved has been your own, you've made mistakes, you've been selfish and kind, you've been wrong in ways you didn't want to be proven wrong, those who think differently than you haven't groveled at your hooves or been smashed under them for thinking differently than you. There are meaningful things you stink at. Your friends have SAVED YOU from danger, not just the other way around. You could not overpower me with self-righteous anger and give a damning judgmental tirade that serves no purpose other than to vent the anger some forces-that-create feel towards me. The world hasn't twisted back upon itself to prove you always right, ponies don't suddenly act wrong so you can always be the center of attention. You have not blindly jumped to the right conclusion when a wrong answer was more logical. You were born privileged, but no more than other ponies who fate was kind to. And before you ask, the light within you . . . is not . . . is not Althena's. Or any mortal pony's who could have lived.

"Pandora's spawn twisted the world to suit it, to always be right when it wanted to be, you have lived, changed, grown, been the fool, the hero, the idiot, and the wise-stallion."

(Interviewer's Notes (Unicorn): Shining Armor, please forgive us.)

It's alright. What Princess Celestia says, it . . . it makes a lot of sense.

"How... How did you know who or what that thing was?"

She smiled, and walked off her throne, folded her wings around me and nuzzled me. You have no idea how wonderful it is to be hugged by Princess Celestia.

(Interviewer's Notes (Unicorn): Yes I do.)

"You are Twilight Sparkle's brother, still willing to ask questions and not losing track of it all in the grander scheme. I didn't know truly, before the world was repaired, but due to my nature, when the world healed, it gave me a brief glimpse into things, I focused on why and how it was happening. It gave me many answers regarding the beast you helped the slaying of. Makarov slipped through the cracks because he was made by Pandora. The Wolf's is made not to interfere with creations of concepts, so it must have glitched until you exposed Makarov's tumor to it. But any other entity like Makarov? It would be devoured in a heart beat. The Wolf's PURPOSE is to erase things such as him."

"So...if it's still after me, I've got to deal with something designed to EAT things like the guy I spent MONTHS trying to beat for breakfast?"

"The wolf is a law of nature Shining Armor, like gravity, it is outside my authority, my presence, Cadence's, or Luna's, protects you as a loophole, but I cannot command it. It was MADE that way to prevent . . . uncompromising concepts from using the wolf to erase parts of reality that made no harm, but offended them somehow."

"You've got to know a way to deal with it."

"Nothing like this has ever happened before Shining Armor."

"Has anypony ever gotten away from that thing?"

"I will not say. Only know it is relentless, if it still senses you are a wrongness in reality, it will hunt you forever as long as it sees you as such. And I cannot tell for certain if it still does or not. It is not within my command. I cannot tell you what it is currently doing any more than Cadence could tell you what's happening on the surface of my sun. However, you are free to stay in Canterlot, protected by my and Luna's presence, I shall ask Cadence to do the same if you wish."


" . . . No."

"Shining Armor."

"It's my duty to stay at Cadence's side and protect her and guard her, regardless of the risk to myself, I won't change my tune just cause of the wolf. And . . . after all the insane and crazy things I've seen? Maybe I'll find a way to get the wolf off my tail, or maybe if I live in the world enough, I can PROVE that stupid wolf wrong and that I AM a part of the world!!!"

Celestia smiled at me, and gave a laugh of delight, "Twilight the First's sparkle carries down through her line to you and your sister. You refuse to believe anything is truly impossible, and though you take different roads, and recognize the boulders that are mightier than you are, you do not turn you back on your path, and will move forward as long as the smallest shred of hope remains. I am proud of you my little pony, and no matter what happens, I WILL remember you!"

" . . . Princess Celestia, I need to ask one thing."

"Yes Shining Armor?"

"If I'm erased by the wolf, if I cease to exist, please, erase Cadence's memories of me."

"WHAT?"

"I don't want her tortured! I don't want her to spend her whole life miserable because she 'failed' to protect me when it's my job to protect her. . . I don't want her to spend the rest of her life lamenting that she's the only one who remembers me. That she remembers somepony who was her best friend who's just . . .never was. I don't want her to suffer like that! Please. Promise me!"

" . . . If you fade from reality, you have my word I shall ease Cadence's suffering. That is all I can promise, no more, no less."

"Thank you princess. Thank you."

We just stayed that way, Celestia holding me, except for when mother held me when I was small, I had never felt so safe. And I finding the courage to face the world.


"What's that book you're reading, dear?" Mom asked.

"Oh! It's science fiction. It's about a pony who finds out he and others on board are all clones of the same pony to crew the space ship, and having to learn they're all real ponies."

"That's a very good lesson, son. I personally prefer that style than the stories that have the clones treated like extra lives like in those video games your friend likes."

"Not all games are like that mom, Graffer makes some great games with deep story in them."

"Is that so? Maybe I should sit in sometime."

"Oh no, no, mom! That's perfect fine!"

Mom laughed. "Heh. I can take a hint dear, I know young stallions need their space. Remember a story doesn't have to be real to be truth."


"Shining, it's almost time for my next appointment." Celestia whispered.

"Oh! Right! Yes Princess!" I broke out of the hug and shook the cobwebs from my sleep head.

"Do you have any other questions, Shining Armor? You have about ten minutes."

I gave it some thought...then turned and looked at the stained glass windows in the chamber. I saw a new one, depicting Twiley and her friends defeating Nightmare Moon. I couldn't help but smile seeing it.

Then I noticed the other windows...something depicted in them. "When I was fighting that thing...I met Pandora...she looked a lot like...that," I said, pointing to the chimera. "I...I can't help wondering...what is the connection? That Draconequus has all these images, there's even a statue in the garden...but I've never heard of it..."

Celestia gave a sigh and walked over. "That Draconequus is her brother, Discord."

"Brother? The one who hated the Hooviets even before Nameless?"

"No, that would be Anarchy, the Spirit of Revolution and Freedom, their elder brother. Discord is the Spirit of Chaos...he is as different from Pandora as Makarov was. Discord is the black sheep of the Draconequi, do not so much as think of Pandora as being anything like him."

I looked at the depiction of him holding ponies over flames on puppet strings. "...I can see why...What did he do?"

"...He is the other Great Destroyer from Griffin Myth. The worse one. Over four thousand years ago he conquered the world and plunged it into neverending chaos and suffering for a thousand years until my sister and I first used the Elements of Harmony to seal him away in stone until the end of days. While he is the embodiment of Chaos, this had nothing to do with his concept...he did it because he enjoyed it. It was all a sadistic game to him"

I gulped. "...Must have been pretty horrible..." I said, hearing the venom in Celestia's tone as she spoke of him. "Why have I never heard of him?"

"Because Discord had family...mortal family...mortals who, if people knew of their connection to him...their memory would be tainted...and because I felt Equestria deserved to forget the never ending Tartarus he inflicted on it so it could move on...and...well, what do you think hurt an egomaniac like him worse? That he lost or that he would be forgotten?"

I nodded. It was an easy answer. Also made me feel a little more satisfied about Nameless' demise. "That makes sense...now what did he do to make it personal?"

Celestia gave a bittersweet look. "...Am I really so transparent?"

"I've seen you angry...I've seen you sad...but when you talk about him, it's the first time I've ever heard you hate...He had to have done something to make it not just taking down a tyrant...or else you'd have hated the Hooviets instead of saving a cruiser."

Celestia nodded. "He murdered my aunt...and my mortal mother. They both died protecting me...I believe my aunt was trying to give me a chance I squandered to defeat him in my terror...and my mortal mother was buying me and Luna a chance to escape..."

It was my turn to be the comforter. "...I know how you feel...Cool Sun gave his life for mine...it's a hurt that never goes away. And seeing someone try to kill those you love...that's a feeling Nameless made me feel again and again...So I know why you hate Discord, Princess...And how much what he did must have hurt you."

Celestia put a wing over me. "...Thank you, Shining...I truly needed that...it's been so long since I've heard such kindness from one of my little ponies..."

"...You give kindness so much, I think it's only fair I return it..."

"And for that, you have my gratitude."

We just stood there for a bit...then I heard a knock on the door. "That would be my next appointment..."

"Oh! Right...It was . . . it was good to see you and . . . and thank you, for telling me the truth."

"And I'm proud of you my little pony, for being so strong. I've known ponies who'd break from that. But you march onward. I love you, my little pony."

"I love you too, Princess Celestia." I bowed, we were ponies, we knew how many types of love there were and there were all wonderful.

+++

I took one last trot around Canterlot. Wanting to see all classic beauty before it was time to see the world again with Cadence.

After what I had heard, I still wanted to just see Canterlot and everything it had to offer. The arts, the music, the drama, the fine eats, what pony could ask for more?

Near one of the many public gates around Canterlot, I spotted a park bench, and laid down for a spell. I just wanted to take in the sounds, the smells, the sights, the ponies in pretty clothes walking by, ponies chatting, go here and there, all with someplace to be, somewhere they belonged.

I saw the trees and flowers outside one of the gates, the chirping birds, the grass, the blue sky . . . I was drawn to it like a bee to honey.

I just wanted a moment, just a moment, only a moment was all I needed. Just to take it all in.

There were a pair of ponies on a blanket having a picnic some ways away, happily chatting. I couldn't hear what they were saying. . . .

Why was the world looking gray? The ponies I saw, they had stopped moving. The wind, the grass, all of it just, stopped.

".nO morE gameS"

= Prince of Persia-Warrior Within soundtrack- "Escape the Dahaka" =

I turned my head so quickly I almost broke my neck. I saw it, a shadowy patch of nothing shaped like a wolf, its eyes focused on me, growling. And it was between me and the gate back into Canterlot.

"No. This makes no sense! Makarov's history! Less than history! You have nothing against me now! Go away!"

" . . . awaY, insertioN, thE wolF takeS yoU"

The wolf marched deliberately and steadily towards me, was it bigger or smaller than I last saw it? The shadowy mass left no paw prints, and my hoof prints vanished behind it. It kept coming closer, and closer, letting out a low growl.

YES I RAN! RAN! RAN! RAN!

The beast snarled and chased after me, there was a tree I zig zagged around, but the wolf vanished into nothing before it hit it, and appeared again with the tree now behind it, never breaking stride as it chased after me.

"WHY! LEAVE ME ALONE!!!"

".heR lighT musT bE returneD"

I telekinetically grabbed some stones and threw them at it, the first one knocked it off kilter for a moment, the rest were erased from ever having existed as soon as they hit, leaving no effect on the wolf.

It leaped at me, I duck flat on my belly as it sailed over head, I wonder how many mane hairs I now no longer remembered having.

The beast didn't a spin in midair and somehow managed to land squarely on all fours glaring straight at me.

Hey! Any tips? Hello? Guys? GUYS?! Don't bail on me now! Dangit! Oh no.

Now I felt completely alone. I didn't realize how the voices in my head were actually a little comforting. Oh what the buck! Run like Tartarus!

I raced for a nearby cliff, the wolf being the wolf followed without hesitation, then I magically grabbed the grass and dirt under it TOSSED IT AND THE WOLF OVER THE CLIFF! I was stupid enough to look down and saw the wolf, RACING UP THE CLIFF IGNORING GRAVITY!
Why does it get to ignore gravity?! Why doesn't anypony call it out for cheating?!

I ran like a mad stallion, my heart was going to burst, my legs were on fire, my mane whipped about my head, like my ancestors had against natural predators eons ago!

I wanted to live! I wanted to exist! I wanted to be!

The gates back into Canterlot! I HAD TO MAKE IT!

The wolf leapt down from the top of the wall, in front of me looking not the least bit amused. Hadn't it been behind me?!

I had to get back into Canterlot! Back in Celestia's graces! Come on! I HAD TO LIVE!

I teleported . . .

Suddenly the wolf was behind me . . . the gates were around me, I took one trot inside the city, the wolf leapt towards me, I felt its icy fangs around my neck . . . and fell on. . .

I woke up on the bench. My heat racing a hundred miles an hour. I didn't look outside the gate to see if what happened was still there, I didn't look around to see if anypony had seen anything, I just trotted back to Cadence, my heart somehow not exploding and my breaking slowly going back to normal. My body was covered in sweat. Some ponies looked at me worried, but assumed I had to be a jogger or something, after all, I'd be calling for help if I needed it right?

+++

A portal opened, and a beautiful, perfect shining golden wolf entered the world of these ponies, blind to their own abilities and true nature of magic and their own world. But she was here on a mission. And she would carry it out even if the royal sisters were too stupid and nearsighted to help. But she could enlighten them. That was the right thing to do. She had a duty, she was-

".aN insulT tO wolveS-"

A wolf made of blank nothingness came down on top of the golden wolf, who promptly never existed as the blank wolf negated its protect magic by mere contact and broke the golden wolf's neck. The blank wolf carried out its duty, erasing any traces of the alien presence.

+++

I didn't tell Cadence at what I saw. Or what happened. Or what I discussed with Celestia. I simply told her that I was happy to have her as a real good friend, and there were no hard feeling for last night, and that I had near-death dream that afternoon (I had no idea if I lived that whole horror fest or not! Considering what we'd just discussed, I'm not discounting fear induced hallucinations) that made me have some extra appreciation for life, and had seen some good friends that maybe I could introduce her to some time.

"I'm happy to hear you enjoyed your day off Shining."

I thought about it. Nearly got erased from existence. Found that my 'right to exist' license may in fact still be in the mail. Saw my old friends again and hung out. Got some quality bonding time with Celestia.

"Yes, I did enjoy it."

"Good to know," she nuzzled me, I nuzzled her back. I looked at each of the faces of my Squad, and the rest of Misfit Actual I remembered from the first timeline personally to be part of Misfit. I memorized all of them as best I could, from close personal friends to acquaintances.

We had the rest of the world to visit after all, and we'd be doing it together.

(Interviewer's Notes (Earth Pony): Great to hear it!)

You're back!

(Interviewer's Notes (Pegasus): Miss us?)

What happened to you girls?!

(Interviewer's Notes (Unicorn): We had... complications. It took us a while to find you again.)

(Interviewer's Notes (Earth Pony): I'm happy you're alright Shining!)

(Interviewer's Notes (Pegasus): Yeah, don't scare us like that, we care about you too ya know!)

Okay, okay, sorry, no sniffing the flowers when it may or may not reasonably cause an existence eating wolf to start chasing me.

(Interviewer's Notes (Earth Pony): Promise?)

I promise to do my best!

(Interviewer's Notes (Pegasus): Don't expect any less from you, Shining!)

Hey! Didn't know you were into hugs too!

(Interviewer's Notes (Pegasus): Hey I'm just . . . I'm just happy to see you're okay too ya know? Don't go getting yourself erased from time and space or I'll never forgive you.)

Heheh! You got that from a book didn't you?

(Interviewer's Notes (Pegasus): . . . Maybe . . . and what if I did! It's still truth! Seriously, look after yourself Shining, there are lots of ponies who care a ton about you, not just us!)

I know, I know, I know! Don't need to run it into the ground. :-)

(Interviewer's Notes (Earth Pony): :-) )

(Interviewer's Notes (Pegasus): When in Roam! :-D )

(Interviewer's Notes (Unicorn): Just this once. :-) So Shining, I suppose this shows that you're still determined to live and see the journey through to the end?)

Was there ever any doubt?

(Interviewer's Notes (Pegasus): Not from this pony!)

Happy to hear I have three fine cheerleaders to lead me on!

(Friend's Notes (Pegasus): Cheeleaders?!)

(Friend's Notes (Earth Pony): Yeah! Cheer! Go Shining! Shine on! Shine your light with all your might! )

Just kidding! You girls have been a big help too. In spite of being nothing more than ghosts in my head.

(Friend's Notes (Unicorn): It's our business to stay out of the limelight Shining. This isn't our story. It's yours.)

Wrong.

(Friend's Notes (Unicorn): Excuse me?)

(Shining Armor's Notes): It's everypony's!)

(Friend's Notes (Unicorn): . . . . . . HA HA! YOU DID IT SHINING! THAT'S THE RIGHT ANSWER!)


(Friend's Notes (Earth Pony): Yippie!!! )

(Friend's Notes (Pegasus): Congrats Shiny.)

Do I win a prize?

(Friend's Notes (Pegasus): Naw. Unless you count speaking an epiphany a prize.)

Heh. Was hoping for a million bits.

(Friend's Notes (Pegasus): Shining!)

Just kidding! So the Invincible takes off . . . you know I never thought how overconfident that name sounded until now, oh well, hasn't proven wrong yet! And hopefully it wouldn't have any chances to be proven wrong from on.

(Friend's Notes (Unicorn): Indeed.)

Amen to that. Amen to that. Cadence and I enjoy the view from the deck, leaning on the rails, Garnet and Running Gag, Ranger and Sunset, and surprisingly Mineutte and Audience, are doing much the same, seeing the beautiful sunset over Equestria. Happy to know a new dawn was waiting for us. And who am I kidding? The night was pretty too after all, and we had the stars to guide. Can I say it? Please?

(Friend's Notes (Unicorn): Go right ahead dear.)

"Set a course, second star to the right, straight on till morning," I said to anypony who cared to listen. (Thank goodness none of the navigation crew! I'd rather not fly into any mountains.)

"Fine by me," Cadence said and wrapped one wing around me, as we watched Luna's stars come out.

Author's Notes:

Story Arc written by LZ0291 lz0291.deviantart.com/
This chapter was written by me, Alex Warlorn, and meets LZ's approval to the best of my knowledge.

Shining Armor is given a two year tour of the world to be the captain of Princess Cadence's body guard. Yeah. That's all. That's everything Yep. Nothing what so ever else. *AJ's Liar face*

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