Living Under The Moon Final Chapter Part 1

You sat outside on the landing port of the mansion that morning.

Sleep had came in and out, it was a weird kind of sleep  where you knew you were sleeping, but were just conscious enough to not feel as though you had actually been asleep.  So now you restlessly sat, watching the sun slowly begin its ascent.

“This seat taken?”

“I won’t stop you from having it” You tell Ivory as she sits next to you, the shifting orange glow slowly beginning to illuminate her face.

“So….big day ahead” You see her look down to the mountain side below out of the corner of your eye. “Nervous?”

You chuckle a little “You have no idea.”

She scoots over a bit, closing the distance between you both. “I have faith in you, you know?”

“Ivory, you’ve always had faith in me” You say turning your head and shoulders to look at her “I don’t have the first clue why.”

“I’ve already told you,” she scoots a little closer, your flanks just barely touching “ you saved me”

“You’re forgetting, that Luna, Trixie and Twilight did most of the magic”

“If you hadn’t kissed me, it wouldn’t have worked.” You have a flash of the kiss that had brought her allegiance to your side.

“I slipped” You tell her as flatly as you can

“Anon, we both know that’s not true” She states plainly while Turning and looking upward at you “I don’t claim to know why you did it, or what brought you to the conclusion, but that kiss was no accident.”

“As it is, you’re still giving me too much credit”

“Not enough.” She leans up and presses her lips on yours for just a moment “You’re the reason I’m alive, “Another pause and another kiss “And the reason I;m in this guard,” another punctuating kiss.

Each kiss sends a light buzz through your lips, through your spine, along the tips of your wings,  and down into your hooves.

“Anon…Midnight Sentry…” she pushes herself against you and hugs you close “ what ever you want to be called at this point I lo-“

You cut her off, pressing a hoof against her lips “No.”  She pulls back, confused, looking hurt…that look  sends pain into your very soul “I know what you want to say…” you gulp “but you can’t say it now….”

“But why?” she pulls back,

“Because, when we’re out their today….we’re going to be fighting for our lives.” You tell her “and…I don’t want to make any promise that I don’t know if I can keep.” You admit “no matter how much I want to hear it. Which is why  as your captain I’m ordering you not to say those three words  until we make it out of all this. ”

You both look to each other for what feels like eternity. “I understand” she replies hugging you again “But if you die, you can be sure I’ll come chasing after you” her tone is determined “I’m not letting you get away from me”  If she weren’t on your side, you would almost be creeped out by that. The very next moment you see a flash , followed by your cheek stinging in pain “And that’s for telling me what  I can’t do, even as the captain. ”

You rub your cheek and nod “I suppose you owed me for that time in the interrogation cell”
“oh no, when I pay you back for that  we’re both going to enjoy it” she then turns and walks off, a rather suggestive sway in the motion of her flanks.   Your both terrified, and a little turned on at the implications of her statement, but that’s not something to worry about for the moment.


You continue to watch the sun slowly rise up over the small town of ponyville in the distance. You can’t see many of the finer details, but town square, the library, and Carousel boutique seem to be the most prominent features you can discern from this distance.
Then just a little bit south of ponyville (or you think south, you’re not a paragon of knowledge when it comes to direction.) You can see the hundreds and hundreds of meticulously organized rows of apple trees all speckled in bits of red down at sweet apple acres.

Then, up above; Cloudsdale.  You’d never been granted the opportunity to go there, most of your friends couldn’t visit with out some sort of special enchantment to at least let them stand on clouds....Come to think of that, you haven’t even interacted with a cloud directly either, you’d have to try after this was all over.

Cloudsdale, Canterlot, and ponyville.   The immediate places you would be fighting to defend today, and though it was quiet, you could swear you could hear it. Buzzing, the uncountable mass of hundreds of changelings all swarming to this area.

And you, a handful of guards,  Shining armour, and his group of guardsponies were expected to fight to hold them back until Twilight and  her friends could be brought in to potentially rainbow nuke them all away.

When you say it like that, it’s almost terrifying to think about it.  A few months ago you were barely anybody at all…a universally displaced human, given the body of a bat pony.  And now here you were, guard captain, expected to not only lead the charge into the battle of the century, but to win as well.

“Anon, would you come here? “ you can hear the voice of Luna, you were so focused, you never saw her land on the ground near by .

You stand up and move to greet her “I suspect everything went okay?”

“It was. You and I shall have to take the time to venture to lift it after this is over”

“If we live to see that” You say, with more than a hint of weariness.

“We will…”She inhales “however….we need spend one more hour resting before we go to Canterlot. I want you to get the girls, and then meet me in my room”

“I’m fairly sure I’m rested”

She turns to you a moment, leaning in to the point your snouts nearly touch “physically rested is only half of it.” She steps back “the four of us will be resting long enough that we should be able to make it to Canterlot in time.”

So the two of you went inside, getting the company of both Ivory and Trixie with the term “family bonding” being the jokingly coined excuse, a phrase that got a couple of raised eyebrows but was taken none the less, Ivory whom had taken to shining a small metal watch and Trixie who had been trying to master cutting herself in half without an assistant were now in your company.

Soon you were all soon in a circular room, book shelves hugging the concaved walling. The Ceiling was a splattering mural of the instantly recognizable constellations that mingled in the sky the center being a full moon, a cleverly tinted and painted skylight window.

“This.” Luna starts “is the meditation room. “she walks along before sitting beneath the moon window  “You  are the first ponies to have seen it.” She tells you, her voice reverberates slightly off of what little exposed walling there is.

The three of you look around quietly , the small room was perfectly sized. Big enough to allow moving around comfortably, but small enough to keep everything cozy.  “we will be meditating in here for an hour.” She stretches before pulling her hooves under herself and closing her eye, “Then to Canterlot we’ll go.”

You hesitantly sit down in a spot that seems right, facing to the right of her, soon the others sit next to you, the three  of you forming a circle around the princess in the center of the room.

Meditating….what were you supposed to meditate on?!

Seconds passed….they felt like minutes, in that comparison you felt like each minute took an hour….you were supposed to be in here for an hour, but there wasn’t a clock in the room.  How are you going to even know if an hours passed?

So you sat there

Thinking

Waiting

Meditating

You want to peek. But you shouldn’t, but your eyes felt itchy! You inhale deeply and open your eyes to find a vast stretching of desert ; hot, dry, and infinite.

That’s…. definitely new.

You stand up on the sand that shifts beneath you, looking around amongst the bright blue sky.

“Hello?” You call out to the miles and miles of unoccupied land. No response.

Welp.

You begin walking forward, hoping you might find something for what felt like hours.

Then you start trotting.

Miles and miles and miles, sand with no end,  You keep calling out to the emptiness as you try to go faster, the feeling of nervousness that you might die here, alone.  Panic hits, you set your head down to try to pick up speed, an attempt at outrunning these sudden morbid thoughts from nowhe-

WHAM!

You hit a wall.

Well, a window, a wall of glass, you look up and fly up slightly to see that it extends up infinitely. But  seeming to travel around in a circle, the circle of glass is small, a few more passes around and you land to see what is inside of it.

You lean back  in  surprise….It’s Discord, the statue.  Your suddenly wracked with the impulse and lift your hoofs and begin to strike the glass, hitting as hard as you can. Each hit, though ineffectual, seems to trigger a chain reaction, almost taking on a slight slideshow quality
 ponies begin filling the glass.
Each one removes their hoods revealing a multicolor tableau of ponies,
moving to make a path, the leaders,
 the three unicorns,
and the body of Lance Jousting,  Q.

You’re screaming, but the screaming is nearly drowned out by the ringinig of terror in your ears, your hooves nearly bleeding from the repeated banging into the glass, the slideshow carrying on.

Q rmoves his robe.

He stands on his back hooves,

Forehooves thrown to the side in a cross formation

Head thrown back

The laughing breaks the ringing in your ears as you watch yellow light shine from his eyes,  his body going limp as it is lift in the air, a glowing yellow aura covering his body as  a long thick tendril of magic is pulled from his mouth, snaking along  in the air before soon-

The laughter echoes as light hits your eyes.

“my little pony, my little pony, ha ha ha haaa” the laughter fills your ears  before

-“Anon?”

Your eyes snap open and you’re in the meditation room again. “holy crap” you breath comes  out heavy

“You were screaming”

“ I saw something… There was  a dessert and glass!”

Luna cuts you off “no more; you had a vision….something important is going to happen, and you mustn’t say.”

You soon stand up, a slight wobble in your step “why can’t I say it?”

“It is your vision.  It is your duty to find out what it means.” She tells you, her voice as serious as the grave.

You think heavily on what she says “I understand”

She turns to face the girls “we should head to Canterlot. I will meet the three of  you there” and with that and a blinking white, she was gone.