MLP: FiM - Fiat Lux (Prologue)

Written by Lampicus

September 9th, 2012

Dear Readers.

I would like to personally extend my thanks to every single one of you for taking the time to read this story. You will not find it to be the greatest of tales, but it should provide some mediocre entertainment for those times you're THAT bored you actually go outside. My lexicon is not the most expansive or powerful and I ask you to enjoy this story as much as you can without hate on my vocabulary or grammar. However, I will ask you for your personal feedback be it good or bad. Everything helps. Thank you.

-Lampicus

(Note: This is a background story. The future stories will be focused on entertainment while this one is getting out details.)

Lamp was a cheery young Pegasus pony. He grew up on a watermelon farm outside the town of Aarden-Ville that his father, Torque, had started after his service in the royal guard. The farm was generous as all ponies were welcome to help work. The Pegasus ponies would help pick the watermelons as they could fly around the open field and grab them quite fast. The earth ponies would haul the watermelon cargo and help with picking and repairing the farm. And the unicorns would help with repairs and construction as well as processing some of the melons. The farm was kind to all ponies and the town.

After Torque retired to the farm, he met his wife that "Brightened up his day more than Celestia." They married in secret on the farm under the power of the local prince in town, who vowed to never tell… as long as he got a discount on watermelon. Torque did not have a gold anklet to give at the wedding, all he had was a 'Hand me down' from his father, a beautifully crafted sliver lamp that reflected moonlight brighter than it actually shone. His wife was kind enough to accept the token. They were married and sure enough after some 'Bing bang booming,' two months later they had news of a baby on the way.

His mother was in no condition to walk into the town's hospital during the birth, so the doctor ran out to their farm, and cleared a spot in the barn. Through it all, the only light they had was emitted from the silver lamp reflecting the 5am moonlight. After the morning sun had started to rise, a colt was born at the crack of dawn.

The colt was yellow-orange in fur color. He had a blue mane and tail with a large silver stripe running down the length of it, and lovely blue eyes. His wings extended out the same color as his fur, but his feathers were layered blue over silver in an alternating pattern. As the sun started to dawn, the little colt's silver color reflected the sun in his dad's eyes the same way the lamp did that night. Lamp he was named.

A son with a "Unique name" had been born, but not without suffering. One hour after giving birth, Lamp's mother died of "Problems". This had been the way it was meant, as the only family left was Lamp's dad. Every other family member was gone, and all Lamp had to grow up with was his father, that is, until he met Slate.

After being raised by his earth-pony father without his pegasus mother, Lamp felt alone at some points. When Lamp was 7, he met a hardworking and quite humorous colt in his school named Slate. Slate was 5 years older and started school after the same time Lamp did, because he lived in an orphanarium that gave him the opportunity to do schooling, at a later time in his life. After Lamp introduced him to his father, Slate began working for him and two months later, he was adopted as Lamp's brother.

It was now Lamp's 16th birthday and he had gotten a day off work from the farm. Lamp stayed outside in the morning and flew the ponies there breakfast and watermelon juice. His dad always enjoyed seeing Lamp fly as his wings and mane reflected the sun. Lamp was no A-grade pegasus though; he flew, but helped out more as an earth-pony than a Pegasus pony. Lamp always preferred calling himself "An earth pony with wings".

After everyone ate breakfast, Lamp returned to his big CUMPHY FAWKIN COUCH where he spent the afternoon watching movies. He had loved to play video-games and watch T.V.… who didn't? His life was everything he could ask for. His brother was amazing, his father…amazing. It seemed that nothing could possibly go wrong.

After eating dinner, Lamp returned to his room while the working ponies finished outside. The last thing that anyone wanted to hear, was then heard... the roar of a dragon. Lamp flew across the room in terror and slammed into the wall. Lamp took for the outside of his house and saw everything nightmares were composed of. As the earth ponies and unicorns began to run, he couldn't tell which ponies were running from pure fear, and which were running because they were set in flames. Lamp stood in shock. Torque charged at Lamp and brought him inside.

"You need to listen to me now." Torque said "You have to go into my room and grab my coat. Inside is a note that you must read and follow perfectly. Go now, I have to take care of a pest."

Torque ran outside the door and Lamp realized he was given a job from his father that he had to complete. Lamp rushed into Torque's room and grabbed his father's grey coat. Lamp opened the inside pocket and pulled out a letter that read:

"Dear Lamp:

I have not told you a lot about me, for that I am sorry. There is a bag of bits in the left pocket for whatever you need to buy. Head into town and talk to Lumière. She will help you.

-Dad"

Lamp put on the coat, grabbed his cowcolt hat and boots, and ran outside to get his father. Lamp reached the outside to see Slate lay dead not 10 hooves from him. His father had been impaled on a tree branch and his dog's head lay decapitated on the ground staring right at his eyes. Lamp began to look for a way of escape but everywhere buildings were falling and ponies were running. Lamp saw into the skies as the pegasus' that tried to fly away, were eaten in mid-air. Lamp had never seen such horror, and as the pegasus' were taken from the sky, Lamp's wings pressed against his torso so hard he had trouble breathing. Lamp began to run across the flaming field, the only way out from the havoc that ensued.

Dashing through the fire and the flames, Lamp crossed the field to the dirt road that would lead him to town and did not stop running. He began thinking of everything that just happened and didn't realize that he couldn't move his wings, and he couldn't stop crying. Lamp was scared, scarred and alone.

After running for 15 minutes, Lamp stopped near the side of the road and fell over on his back. His heart hurt, his torso hurt, his lungs, everything hurt. He laid there for about 30 minutes, just staring up at the sky.

"Why must I go see Lumière?" asking himself puzzled. "She's been good to me and my family, and being my teacher, has helped me personally; but what does she know that I don't?"

Lamp returned to the road and began walking. He didn't run though, his chest hurt too much. And Lamp didn't fly either; he was too scared to try. Lamp had nothing now; he was homeless, with no family. All he had was his boots, hat, bag of bits and dad's jacket. Lamp figured that if he showed up at Lumière's house at 4 am, she might be a little mad, but this was a different case.

As the door of Lumière's house was in sight he began to think. She was there almost every weekend to buy watermelon juice from his father, but they both talked for three hours minimum before actually getting around to business. Lumière gave help to Lamp any time he asked and sometimes had to stay over at her house in cases of emergency. Lumière was the closest thing Lamp had to a mother.

After about 5 times on knocking on her door, Lumière finally answered.

"Lamp, what in the name of Celestia are you doing here and at this time of morning!?" Lumière said rather annoyed as first expected. "You realize that it is 4am don't you?"

Lamp did not say a word, but grabbed her hoof and brought her inside. They sat down on the couch and Lamp began to explain everything that he could; how his wings froze up, and his farm and family had been destroyed. He tried to explain what happened, and Lumière sat there, stunned. She didn't say anything, because she was too busy dealing with the strenuous amount of tears falling from her cheeks. She didn't stop sobbing, and Lamp was there to give his teacher a hug. She looked worse than he did after it all, heartbroken and destroyed.

"Lamp, your father wasn't a royal guard." Lumière finally said.

Lamp responded with in a puzzled manner "But I know his friend, he was in the royal guard with him?"

"Yes his friend was in the royal guard, but your dad was not." She stated. "He lived north for most of his life. After he graduated, he began working for the local guard in Manehattan, but his job came to a close when he realized that his jurisdiction could not bring down the criminals and bandits that worked outside of town. So he left, and followed the bandits. He made a name for himself as Torque and used that instead of his true name, Timon, which wasn't frightening at all. But that all changed when shopping for supplies here in Aarden-Ville he laid eyes on his wife. After dating for a while, she mentioned starting a farm here. Torque liked the idea and two months later, the farm was started and they married. He was done fighting and the bandits kept running even after he was long gone."

Lamp did not know what to make of any, or all of this. He was just told that his father lied to him his entire life, maybe for protection, but he didn't like it.

"Well now what do I do?" Lamp said in the mist of confusion.

Lumière walked into the next room and came back with a silver ticket. The ticket was destined to Canterlot, and Lamp dived deeper into the confusion.

"Did you get the bag of bits?" Lumière asked

"Yes it's right here." Lamp said as he grabbed the bag from his coat.

"Okay, well you are going to stay here until morning and then we are sending you on the train to Canterlot." She ordered.

"Where am I supposed to go?" Lamp asked worried.

Lumière handed him a picture of a small duplex that didn't look half bad. It looked to be in the middle of a town market from the amount of ponies in the picture, but it would be a nice change for him. They both retired to get some much needed sleep from that night.

As Lamp stood at the steps facing his teacher, she began to cry again. She gave Lamp a hug and told him "You're the most special colt I know, your dad would have been proud of you." She gave him a push out of the doorway and smiled as Lamp walked down the road. This might have been the last time Lamp would see his teacher, so he turned around, about to give his thanks, not expecting to see her in the doorway crying onto the silver lamp she was holding. The Door then closed shut, as Lamp stood still in time stunned at what he thought he had just saw. Lamp, about to walk back to the door of his teacher's house, looked at the clock tower and realized he had to go to the train station.

He made it to the train station right on time, as the train pulled into the station upon his arrival. Wearing his boots, hat and coat; he looked toward the town he grew up in. A minute later, he turned around and stepped onto the train and left Aarden-Ville.