The doctor walked into the dark room. He flicked on the light and strolled over to his unconscious patient. He smiled as he examined the particularly large specimen before him, “What a magnificent weapon you are… To think you were all we needed for us to accomplish our task, I especially couldn’t believe it until I saw it with my own eyes.”

The patient slowly opened his eyes to the bright lights. He looked the doctor in the eyes, a look of confusion to express what he felt due to his inability to speak.

“Oh, did you want to wake up now?”, the doctor asked his helpless patient.

The patient nodded slowly at him, although in his head, he wasn’t sure if the doctor would let him stay awake.

“Well, give yourself a few hours, then you’ll be able to get up and walk out.”, the doctor grinned for a moment before turning and walking towards the door and exiting the room, closing the door behind him.

The patient waited for what seemed like an eternity. Slowly feeling control of his body return to him. He tried to move his fingers at first, but to no avail yet. His eyes slowly closed once more, drifting off into a small nap. He awoke later, more quickly this time, feeling more aware of his surroundings. He could actually see now, not just make out blurry shapes. He sat up and pulled the tube out of his mouth and throat, coughing as he did so, saliva and some sort of slop dripping onto the floor next to the bed.

“Where am I…?”, he said as he looked around the room. It looked like it used to be a doctor’s office, but was abandoned some time ago. The room looked like it had some new equipment installed to treat him though. He pulled out the various sensors taped to his skin, as well as the tubes and needles stuck in him. He slowly slid his legs and draped them over the side of the bed. He felt strange at this point, more at peace than he thought he should feel. He stood up and looked at himself, he was still in his black t-shirt and jeans. He moved towards the door and opened it. He found himself in a long hallway, totally barren of any signs of life. He walked down the hall, still having no idea where he was. As he was walking he saw a reinforced window. He walked to it and looked outside to see Unex City. What he saw was different though, he saw a place barren of human life. He kept walking through the building, gradually getting to the ground level of the abandoned hospital. He walked outside to greet the cold morning air, his breath turning to mist as he exhaled. All was silent, but in an eerie way. The streets were packed with cars, unoccupied, some crashed and others abandoned.

“What happened here…?”, he walked further outside and towards home, not feeling quite back at full strength yet. Along the way there he noticed a lot of tags on the buildings, painted images of a fanged skull with a purple pentagram on it’s forehead. It gave him an eerie feeling, like he was being watched. He saw a figure standing in the middle of the street, facing away from him and wearing a purple hoodie that covered the back of their head. He approached the figure, stopped eight feet away from it.

“Who are you? What happened here?”, he asked the hooded figure.

“You’ve been gone a long time… A few months in fact…”, the voice from the hooded one was that of a male, sounding completely monotonous, “I know you must be confused, War Heart. Trust that your job is done, people don’t hurt each other anymore…”

“Kacey…?”, War Heart wasn’t sure he understood what he was saying.

“That was my name, at one point… I have to say I haven’t been completely honest with you, nor Chris.”, he turned to face War Heart, who reacted in shock upon seeing his painted white complexion, black circles on his eyes, and a black jagged jack-o-lantern mouth painted over his lips.

War Heart stood there in shock, taken aback that he was consorting with one of the worst examples of humanity he had ever heard of.

“You’re speechless, I understand. But have you notice how peaceful everything is? This city no longer suffers from pointless disputes anymore, thanks to your help.”, he removed his hood to reveal his bald head with scalp piercings, “When Chris told me the stories of your feats of strength at the blood pit while you were away, I was impressed at your prowess, not knowing that something enabled you to reach that strength. At that point you were just a pawn I needed to start my mission. When I was told that you had went berserk at the college and turned brutally violent upon provocation, I began to take notice. It was when you killed Bruintall with your bare hands that I knew something was behind it. Your blood had some sort of agent in it than multiplied your adrenaline output by incredible amounts, making you inhumanly strong, fast, and resilient to pain. You were ambushed by the Coven, they meant to kill you, but luckily a couple of the legion were nearby to help you out after you passed out. They dragged you to the good doctor, which I told him to extract that certain chemical in your blood that allowed you to pull off these incredible feats of rage. It was a few months before I had enough made to corrupt the city’s water supply. It was a good week of almost non-stop brawls in the streets at the slightest provocations. People died, and as people died, some retreated to their homes, where they stayed and rotted in their own self-imposed cages. None could truly control their inner beast like we could. Humans are weak, which is why my humanity died a long time ago. You might also notice that you are grounded, in case you didn’t notice…”

War Heart looked at his back to notice his wings were gone, the skin stitched together where they once were, the shock causing him to fall to his knees, hope seeping from him in huge amounts as he spiralled into a deep trance-like depression.

“I figured your biggest advantage was gravity, so I stripped that from you. If you are to fight, it’ll be on equal terms.”, he grinned and bared his sharpened teeth, “You should be happy, everyone stopped fighting, we both got what we wanted. I got the streets to be filled with blood and carnage, and you get to have peace. At the cost of the raging fire inside you. We had to be sure we had enough, so we drained it all out of your blood. I, of course, did not consume the water tainted with your blood. I am still my regular self, still ready to fight you.”, he stood there with his arms behind his back, “I’ll even let you take the first swing…”, he smirked.

War Heart was still kneeling on the ground, speechless.

“Aw, don’t tell me the great angel has fallen since he lost his wings. Look at yourself, you’re a pathetic specimen of life like everyone else!”, he mocked and shouted at War Heart, who kept staring wide-eyed at the ground.

“Come on! Get up and fight like a real beast! Or are you too weak to protect anyone anymore!?”, he walked up to War Heart and kicked him in the gut. War Heart felt the impact like nothing else, causing him to cringe.

“You’re pathetic, you don’t mean anything if you won’t fight against the things that make the world such a vile place!”, he put his foot on War Heart’s shoulder and pushed him over.

“Who were you kidding? You fought when you had advantages over others, you aren’t a hero, you’re an animal. You won’t even stand up against me, even after I used you to kill all of Unex.”, he stood over War Heart who was laying on the ground.

Kacey crouched and looked War Heart in the eyes, “Right now, you wouldn’t protect anyone, which makes you a monster, just like me.”

War Heart clenched his fist and brought it to Kacey’s face, knocking him to the side a bit.

“Alright, that was good, try again!”, Kacey said as he got into a stance to hold his balance.

War Heart got up off the ground slowly. He clenched both fists, he didn’t feel the call of the beast any longer, the dragon blood was pulled from him. He felt free but powerless at the same time. He felt now was the time to fight with pure determination and spirit, to rid the world of a monster, so others would live better lives by not ever having to come into contact with it. He ran towards DeadBeast and swung his fist towards his face, but only hit air as Beast dodged the blow by shifting to the side and sweeping his leg around, tripping War Heart, who landed flat on his back.

War Heart gasped for air on the ground. He rolled over and slowly got back up. Beast was waiting there in his stance, “Come on!”, he motioned for War Heart to come at him. He ran towards Beast and tackled him to the ground, he got on top of him and began to swing his fist into Beast’s face, who was laughing as he got hit. After four punches, War Heart ended up on his back, put in an arm bar by Beast. Beast grinned at War Heart, bearing those terrible teeth again, and swiftly shifted his body, dislocating War Heart’s arm. War Heart screamed in agony as the bone in his arm cracked. Beast quickly rolled away and on to his feet, “Had enough, Hero!?”, he yelled at War Heart, who was grasping his arm.

“Not nearly…”, he said as he forced his arm back into place quickly, cringing from the pain as he did so. Beast smirked and waited for War Heart.

War Heart charged at him once more, swinging one fist towards Beast’s face and another towards his gut. The second punch landed, War Heart grabbed with his other hand and punched Beast in the gut three more times before grabbing with both hands and bringing his knee into Beast’s nose.

Beast backed up, recoiling from the hit, “That’s more like it! Fight like you mean to kill me!”, Beast charged at War Heart, jumping into the air and kicking him three times before landing and forcing his fist into War Heart’s neck.

War Heart recoiled, coughing from the last blow. He turned back to Beast and unleashed another flurry of punches at Beast, who blocked them all.

Beast grabbed War Heart’s arm and flipped him over, making him land on his back. Beast began to unleash his own flurry of fists into War Heart’s face, bloodying it profusely. He backed up a few steps while War Heart slowly stood once more. War Heart’s nose was bleeding and one eye he could barely keep open. He was feeling weak at this point, having been out for so long did not leave him in good condition. He ran towards Beast again, who just shifted to the side and flipped him onto his back again, then stomped on his chest, cracking a few ribs. War Heart couldn’t handle moving anymore.

Beast looked down at him, “Looks like even you have limits, but I’m done with you, for now… Bye.”, Beast turned away from him and started to walk away.

War Heart laid there in the street, unsure what was to come. His entire body was on fire with pain. The clouds were overhead, grey as usual. Some distant thunder boomed in the distance. A drop hit War Heart’s face, it was cold, but refreshingly so. The drops became numerous and soon there was a full shower of rain on the whole of the city. War Heart closed his eyes, not having any energy to keep them open. He heard some footsteps approach him, his eyes kept closed.

Back in Equestria, Fizz and Twilight had much work to do. Twilight had been learning Alchemy: the science that would change one element into another by rearranging protons, neutrons, and electrons of atoms by means of magic. Twilight had some trouble with it at first, luckily working with only small amounts at first and handling only very small amounts in a controlled environment Fizz built. It has been several months and the Singularity Spawning Device is built. The main task now was to wait to have enough power created from the Thorium Reactors Fizz had made. The thorium was made from a pile of gold bits that Fizz had come by, having literally tens of thousands of bits being turned into barely enough thorium to sustain the reactors.

“We’re making fantastic progress! We should be able to make the rift soon.”, Fizz said as he looked over his pages upon pages of calculations at his desk.

“Great! How soon?”, Twilight asked, walking next to him and looking over his notes, not really knowing what it all meant.

“Next week.”, Fizz said with some confidence. He nodded with a smile on his face.

“Hopefully he’s okay.”, Twilight said, still worried for War Heart.

“Hey, don’t worry about it, just keep your head up and march on towards the future, do what you can, like you are doing now.”, Fizz told her as he put his front leg around her neck.

“I guess you’re right.”

“Well, of course I’m right. Now you go have some time off, be back next week.”

“Okay, Bye, Fizz!”, she trotted outside.

“Bye!”, he shouted to her as she left.

Twilight closed the large steel door behind her. She trotted back towards Ponyville, excited for the coming week. She was stopped by her friend, Rainbow Dash.

“Hey, Twilight, I haven’t seen you around Ponyville too often, where have you been?”, Dash asked her unicorn friend.

“Me? Well, I’ve been working with somepony on a project.”, Twilight explained.

“Really? What kind of project?”, Dash felt a little suspicious of what Twi has been doing.

“Well, I’m not meant to tell ponies this, but we believe War Heart may be alive.”, Twi whispered to Dash.

Dash’s jaw dropped, “Really?”

Twilight nodded to her and replied, “Yes, we’re working on getting him back. We’ve only a week left before we find out if he truly is alive.”

“Honestly… I have to admit I kind of miss him…”, Dash looked at the ground as if she were ashamed to admit her feelings.

“I’m sure we all miss him, Rainbow.”, she put a comforting hoof on Dash’s back.

Dash lifted her head back up, “I… need to be somewhere. Bye, Twilight.”, Dash said as she took off into the clouds. She laid down on one of the clouds, out of sight from everypony. She took a moment to gather her thoughts. “Why do I care so much about this? He’s a decent enough pony, of course. But this feels… weird.”, She got up and paced on the cloud, “What’s wrong with me…?”, she said as she sat back down. She continued to wrack her brain for an answer, not wanting to admit the obvious. “It can’t be that I care for him, do I?”, she kept questioning herself, feeling uncertain about the whole mess. “Maybe, I’ll decide how I feel if I see him again…”, she said to herself as she laid down again.

Twilight walked into Ponyville, heading towards her library for a quiet afternoon alone. In a way, the work with Fizz was exhausting, if only in the mental sense. She trotted over to her bed and collapsed on it. Only to have her moment of peace disturbed by the doorbell. Her face showed irritation as she got up and walked towards the door.

Confetti flew through the doorway and into the room as she opened the door, “Hey, Twilight! I just came over to invite you to a party I’m planning!”, the excitable, pink earth pony stated gleefully.

“Oh, okay, Pinkie, when is it?”, Twilight asked.

“Sometime next week, I have a lot of baking to do at Sugar Cube Corner to prepare.”

“Alright then, Pinkie, I’ll go, and I’ll bring a friend with me.”

“Oo, you have a new friend, who are they?”, Pinkie jumped in excitement at the news.

“It’s a surprise, I can’t tell you.”

“Oh, Okay, bye, Twilight, see you at the partyyyyy!”, Pinkie hopped away to go invite more ponies to her party.

Twilight closed the door, hoping that would be the last of the distractions from her long awaited rest. She trotted upstairs once more, laid down on her bed, and drifted off into sleep.

Meanwhile, Fizz had been working on a new set of devices that would pull him, Twilight, and War Heart back through the rift and back into their world, “As much as I would like to stay and study the world we’ll be visiting, I can’t risk leaving my daughters fatherless by staying there too long. We’ll go in there, get War Heart, then go.”, he examined the device he made and strapped it to his front leg. He walked over to a larger device and switched it on. It had a white glow to it as it flickered to life. Fizz walked to the other side of the room, then clicked the button on his newly built device that was strapped to him. He flew across the room as if being pulled by some invisible force. He collided with the large machine with a big clang, hitting his head against it, “Perhaps I should invest in some padding…”, he said as he rubbed the back of his head.

A week past without incident, Twilight returned to the lab where Fizz was. It was early morning. She opened the door to find Fizz piling a stack of about two dozen pillows, “Did I miss something?”, Twilight asked.

“Ah, Miss Sparkle, I just was making a modification to this device. Strap the device on the table to your front leg, then don’t touch it after that.”

“Okay…”, Twilight raised an eyebrow and walked over to the table and proceeded to equip the device. She waited by the control panel for the singularity spawning device. Fizz walked over to her, he dropped a full body hazmat suit.

“What’s this?”

“It’s a suit that will protect us from harsh environments in case we end up in any of those.”, he explained as he donned the suit. Twilight put on her suit as well and waited for the moment of truth.

Fizz propped himself against the control panel and began pressing buttons. The Singularity Spawner hummed with immense energy. It consisted of two large rectangular towers that supported a metal circle, riddled with wiring. A bolt of electricity shot in the center of the circle. A few seconds passed as more bolts came. A small black sphere appeared, floating in the center of the circle. Fizz adjusted his goggles and cracked his neck. He pressed more buttons and slowly pulled back on a lever, the black orb grew to twice the size of a pony.

“Twilight, I need you to disturb it now…”

Twilight looked at him, “How?”

Fizz pointed to the woodcutter’s axe that was next to the control panel, “Throw it into the singularity. It will be attuned to War Heart and bring us near to him.”

Twilight nodded and levitated the axe through the air towards her. She looked at it for a second before sending it into the black sphere. A sudden force began to pull everything towards the center of the black orb, which had now shrunk down to a pinpoint. Twilight braced herself against the control panel, not sure if she wanted to go through with it. She waited for a second before seeing Fizz fly over her head and into the vortex. She swallowed her fear and jumped, feeling the invisible current carry her into the pinpoint of space. Everything suddenly went silent.

Twilight opened her eyes to see a grey sky that would even inspire Pinkie to feel a bit downtrodden. The area was filled with vehicles that looked similar to Fizz’s. She stood up, she looked at a figure in a big rubber suit like Fizz was wearing.

“Oh my… I believe we have undergone a transformation on our way through… It worked!”, Fizz jumped up and thrust his fist into the air. Twilight rolled her eyes and smiled. She looked around for any sign of War Heart. She saw a person laying on his back. She walked over to him, she took note of his red and green hair and froze, “Fizz! I found him!”, she shouted as Fizz came running to her side.

Fizz took off his hazmat helmet and took a look at him, “Well…”, he opened War Heart’s eye, “It is indeed War Heart… But what could have done this to him?”, he took note of the bruises on War Heart.

“Does it matter? He may be hurt, we need to get back and bring him to a doctor!”, Twilight shouted in urgency.

“Okay, just give me a second.”, He pulled one of the devices from his pocket and strapped it to War Heart’s arm, “Okay, press the button on your device, it will send you back through the portal.”, he said this as he pressed the button on both War Heart and his own devices, sending them flying into a ripple effect in space. Twilight then quickly pressed the button on her own device, she wasn’t quite mentally prepared for what was to happen. She squeaked as she took off towards the portal and within seconds found herself in a pile of pillows with War Heart and Fizz.

“Come on, Let’s get him to a doctor, get the trolley over there!”, Fizz pointed towards a large steel platform with wheels under it. She levitated a few pillows onto it for War Heart and then struggled to levitate him onto the platform. They moved him out of the cave and rode the trolley downhill towards Ponyville’s Clinic.

“Fizz, I’m going to send a letter to Celestia and tell her to send a surgeon for him.”, Twilight told him before jumping off the cart and galloping towards her library. She burst in and shouted for her assistant, “Spike! I have an emergency! I need to get a letter to Celestia!”, she quickly went over to her desk and quickly wrote out a note, telling Celestia to send her best surgeon down to Ponyville.

“Twilight, I’m here! What’s wrong!?”, Spike sounded rather surprised that Twilight was acting like this. Twilight levitated the note to him. He inhaled and shot his green flames onto the paper, causing it to poof into smoke and be sent off to the Princess.

Twilight galloped back towards the clinic where War Heart was being treated, only to be stopped by AppleJack, who had been in town at the time.

“Howdy Twilight… Is somethin’ wrong, Sugar Cube?”, Applejack asked with concern to Twilight’s panicked expression.

“War Heart, he’s hurt!”

Applejack’s expression turned to one of confusion, “Come again?”

“War Heart, he’s back and he’s hurt, I’m going to go see him, bye!”, she ran around the blonde earth pony and towards the clinic again. She was stopped at the waiting room, not being allowed in since War Heart was in intensive care. She paced back and forth, nearly in tears at the thought that he may die here after coming so close to bringing him back.

A small, young, white unicorn mare sat in her home, reading a book on the latest theories of medicine, “Some of these ponies have no idea what they are talking about…”, she said as she shook her head. She heard a loud knock at the door. She looked up from her book, then set it down. She walked to the door and opened it with her magic. A tall guard Pegasus stood at the door.

“Miss Cura, you are being called to Ponyville for an emergency.”, he said in a firm tone.

“Very well, lead on.”, Cura said as she floated her scarf around her neck and followed the Pegasus stallion to a carriage. She hopped in and they took off. She noticed they were going awfully faster than usual, “I wonder who it is I have to save today.”, she thought to herself as they flew. After a few minutes they landed in front of the Ponyville clinic. She quickly hopped out of the carriage and went into the clinic where the doctor was there to greet her.

“Miss Cura, this way, we don’t know how long he’ll last.”, the doctor informed her.

“What’s his condition? Who is he?”, she asked in a professional way.

“He’s a Pegasus, pretty large one too, he has suffered massive trauma and mutilation, we have a feeling he is also sick but we don’t know how we can treat it here.”

“Very well, I’ll take care of it from here.”, she said as she entered the room, totally unprepared for who she was going to see. She hopped up on a stool and then on the table itself to see War Heart. Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing now, as if he came back from the dead. It sure did look as if he spent some time in a grave. She closed her eyes and shook her head quickly, trying to regain her concentration. She began to examine him, she started by looking in his eyes. She then put her ear to his chest, hearing a faint heartbeat, she smiled, “You really are alive…”, Cura quickly began to work her magic, her horn glowing a baby blue as she scanned his torso, noticing the broken ribs. She forced air into his lungs with her magic, a new spell she was working on, and healed the ribs back into place. She then began to heal his bruises then turned her attention to his broken front leg. She aligned it and healed it back into place. She did another scan, noticing something in his blood, “He’s been poisoned, pretty heavily too…”, Cura levitated a scalpel towards her, she carefully floated it to his neck and made a small incision. She used a spell to keep it from bleeding and used another spell to push the poison out of his neck and into a beaker. It took two minutes to drain all the poison out, ending up with a whole litre in the beaker. She healed the cut and sighed in relief that she extracted the poison. She was about to leave when she remembered the doctor say something of mutilation. She looked at him for only a second before noticing what was missing: his wings. She gasped as she realized what this would mean for him. To be able to fly since a young age and have it taken away would definitely be a terrible hardship to bear. She looked at the floor, she felt helpless to be able to help him at this point now. She rubbed the scar where the base of his wings used to be, she closed her eyes and shook her head, “I’m sorry… I wish I could have helped…”, she whispered to herself. Cura hopped down and walked out of the room. She walked back to the carriage and flew back to Canterlot, not having the heart to see his face when he finds out.

War Heart opened his eyes slowly. He saw that he was in a medical room again. He looked to see he had hooves again. He got up out of bed, upon landing on the floor he cringed from his leg, still fragile from the break even after it was fixed. He slowly limped out of the room, determination in his eyes, he knew where he was going, or more, to who he was going to. Twilight saw him limping out of the medical room.

“War Heart!”, Twilight ran up to him, “Where are you going?”

“I need to go see her, I have a promise to keep…”, he didn’t even turn to face Twilight as he kept limping.

Twilight didn’t know what to say to him, but knew she couldn’t stop him.

He kept limping, he was outside. It was a bit past noon and the young ponies were being let out of school. He saw Ditzy at the school, he continued to limp towards her. She was speaking to Cheerilee, the teacher. As he drew closer, he noticed a young unicorn that had the same hair as Ditzy. He stopped, he looked to her side to see a blonde unicorn stallion with her. He froze, not knowing what else he could do. He waited for a moment and then turned around, hanging his head. The determination in his eyes turned to a look of defeat. He trudged along the streets of Ponyville, not sure if it was right to come back anymore. His heart sank and he could barely breathe as he walked. Tears started to well up in his eyes. He lost her, he lost his wings, he lost his very willpower that made him who he was. He was being stared at by all the ponies passing him.

Twilight was standing in his path, “I’m sorry you had to find out that way…”

“Whatever…”, War Heart’s tone represented his loss of will in its lack of any joy whatsoever.

“I want to-”

“Just… Leave me alone…”, War Heart interrupted her and kept walking.

Fizz walked up next to Twilight, “He looks down…”

“It looks like he feels he has lost everything…”

“What are you going to do about it?”

“What can I do?”

“Some ponies are too tough for their own good, even the most invincible ones have feelings they’ll bottle up. It can drive a pony to do bad things to themselves…”

“What are you saying?”

“He needs to let it out, but that is something you’ll have to figure out. Wait here.”, Fizz said as he trotted after War Heart.

Twilight watched Fizz talk to War Heart and pull out his flask and show it to him. Twilight saw War Heart’s ears perk up. Fizz smiled and nodded at War Heart as he handed him the flask. War Heart started drinking it all down as Fizz trotted back to Twilight, “Well, he’ll be getting his wings back. I gave him a powerful dose of my elixir that will make him regenerate his wings right away.”

“You gave him some of that stuff?”

“I can’t let a hero go on a selfless mission and not at least keep his dignity.”, Fizz said as War Heart groaned in pain, bones forming out of his back, growing flesh and skin, then feathers into his full wings once more.

War Heart smiled lightly, looking towards Fizz. He nodded to Fizz, who nodded back. War Heart’s eyes had a glimmer of hope in them once more. He continued to limp, he was going home.

Twilight just watched as he limped away, “Well… I don’t know what to do…”

Fizz looked at her, “You live, Twilight, you keep looking forward and live. I have to go, though.”

“I guess I forgot that you were not really supposed to be here.”

“I go when I want…”, he smirked and activated a device on him, “Who the hay do you think I am?!”, he said in a rhetorical joking tone as he vanished from sight, going back home.

Twilight smiled and whispered to herself, “Goodbye, Fizz.”

War Heart was still on his way home when Rainbow Dash spotted him from the clouds. She flew down towards him, landing a few feet behind him, “War Heart?”

He stopped, he turned his head towards Dash, “Oh… Hey, Beautiful.”, he said as if he were passively greeting a friend.

Dash blushed slightly, “How’s it going?”, she asked as she followed him.

“I just came back from one of the worst places ever… I don’t know if I really want to talk about it.”, he said looking at the ground as he walked.

“Do you want some company?”, Dash asked, hoping to stick around long enough to ask him a specific question.

“Not really, but I guess it couldn’t hurt.”, he said as he arrived at his cabin. He stepped inside to find it dark and empty, but untouched. He took another step and hit something with his hoof, looking down at a shield with bubbles painted on it. He took the shield and violently threw it into the fireplace, which startled Dash by the sudden outburst. War Heart sat at the head of his table and put his head down, covering it with his hooves.

“Are you okay?”, Dash asked as she approached him.

“No… I was worse before, a bit better now…”, he said as his head rose from the table, “To think I was coming here to end it…”, tears welled up in his eyes again.

Dash felt uncomfortable but too concerned for him to leave, “What happened?”, she sat next to him to listen to everything he had to say.

“You remember the Gala? Well, I went with Ditzy Doo. We met in the carriage on the way there and we started spending a lot of time together. She practically lived with me for a while.”, War Heart explained to Dash.

“Then what?”, Dash asked, wanting to know what happened.

“I ended up going to the Dragon Lands, I ended up getting sucked into something that took me to another world, much darker than this one. There I was made to face against monsters. I helped those who needed it, defended them. In the end, I couldn’t save anypony… Then I was back here in Equestria, I thought the entire time, she would be waiting for me, but I come back to see her with a new stallion, and her own filly… I guess I was a bit naïve about it… But… I don’t know…”, he covered his face with his front hooves and tried to hold back sobs.

Dash just thought to herself, ‘I suppose even the toughest stallions can cry…’, Dash reached her hoof over to him and laid it on his back, in an attempt to comfort him. He stopped for a moment and looked at her, wiping his eyes a bit, trying to regain his composure. His eyes were even redder from the tears, “Thank you… I don’t think I’ve really ever did that in front of anypony like that…”, he told her, looking down at the table, feeling a bit emasculated.

“It’s okay, good to see that you’re better now.”, Dash smiled at him.

War Heart nodded, smiling slightly, feeling a lot better that he got that off his chest.

“You wanna go for a flight? It’s almost sunset.”, Dash asked.

“Sure, I need some air.”, War Heart said as he got up from the table with Dash. They both walked outside and flew into the air.

“There’s a mountain over there with an awesome view.”, Dash commented pointing to it.

“Race you there!”, War Heart shouted as he flew ahead, with Dash soaring alongside him.

“You’re on!”, Dash shouted as she raced towards the mountain with him.