If Life Gives You A Falling Star...
Prologue
The Mane 6, Cutie Mark Crusaders, and Spike sat on a grassy hillside. Twilight Sparkle was fiddling with her telescope. Pinkie Pie bounced around, buzzing with a sugar rush. The others sat, eating food, waiting for the meteor shower.
"Look!" Twilight stepped back, "Wow!"
The meteorites streaked across the sky, lighting the sky brighter than the stars and moon.
"Look at that one," Rainbow Dash pointed a hoof towards a stray, "I think it's curving around. Kinda strange for a meteor."
It began hurtling towards them. Fluttershy hit the dirt, Rainbow stood as it exploded at the base of the hill. A pony was launched from the flaming mass clear of burns but scratched up and unconscious.
The pony was an alicorn, a stallion to be exact. He was dark grey, his mane was like Rainbow Dash's but black his tail matched his mane in color. His cutie mark was a white star surrounded by the Elements Of Harmony. The pony didn't seem to be breathing, Fluttershy put an ear to his surprisingly soft chest. THA-THUMP! THA-THUMP! Fluttershy sighed thankfully. They quickly packed up and rushed the limp recluse. Spike was asleep on Twilight's back, unaware of the tense situation. The crusaders led the way to the hospital.
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