VANHOOVER, EQUESTRIA
YEAR: 1390, ACD (AFTER CELESTIA'S DEATH)
A shadowed figure darted out of the mouth of the alley, carrying a bundle in one hoof. As the figure stepped into the gas lamps of the street, it was revealed to be a male earth pony. His coat was a scruffy grey, and he had a drab brown mane. In fact, the only colourful thing about him was his vibrant, orange eyes.
The stallion trotted into a large building. A sign on the front of the building read 'ALICORN LABS- VANHOOVER BRANCH'. Just inside the entrance was a bored-looking pegasus mare. The mare was turqoise, with an emerald mane and cerulean eyes. She looked up, hearing the whoosh of the automatic doors.
"Ah, I see you've returned Sweeps," she said, garnering a nod from the grey stallion.
"Can ye call the boss, Blue? I've go' 'nother fer 'im." The pegasus, Blue, tapped a button on the screen in front of her. An echoing ring buzzed through the building. Soon, Blue and Sweeps heard the hum of the moving elevator. With a ding, the elevator doors swooshed open, revealing another pegasus, this time a red stallion with a golden mane, wearing a crisp, white lab coat.
"Yes, Blue Bells, what did you call me for? Oh Street Sweeper, you've returned!" The red stallion cheered in a thick Trottingham accent.
"Boss, I got ye 'nother one fer ye," Sweeps began. "A wee filly this'un."
"Yes! Fantastic! Excellent! Fillies take so much better to the process than colts! Pass her over, if you would," he cried ecstatically. Sweeps passed the blanket-wrapped filly to the stallion. As he did, a bit of the blanket fell back, revealing a violet coat and indigo mane.
"Found 'er on the street, I did," Sweeps said, almost proudly. "No name or nothin'. Been callin' 'er North Star." The red stallion pondered for a moment before nodding.
"Seems fitting," he said. "Seeing as how she will lead us out of this dark time."