Chapter 10:

Reconstructing Ions

Everypony was at the funeral, the funeral for the pony that saved Equestria. Everypony that is, except Ion, he was in a different place. He was outside his parent's house with a bag on his back. He was smaller than he usually was with a few bruises on him. He searched his memory, and remembered the day that he got into a fight at his school; he had won it in the end, and for a reward, had been sent home. So here he was, on his doorstep. His parents opened the door wearing disappointed looks. He walked inside and sat down.

"We heard what happened." His father said in his gentle voice that barely ever rose to a shout. "So, what did you learn from this." Here Ion froze, as he had not learned anything, more importantly, he did not know what his father meant. His father leaned closer, his expression staying exactly as it was, yet his voice had changed. It was deeper and more American accented. "What reason do you have to continue living?"

"Well, obviously! Because I'm the last ion pony in Equestria!"

"Not a good enough reason, do you have a better one?" His eyes downcast, he thought for a moment, then moved his head to the side to start shaking it, as he did not have a better reason. However, as he looked at the wall, an idea came to him.

"Friends" he said, barely much above a loud whisper.

"Explain please" Ion thought back to when he was in his tent, living for ten years.

"When I was by myself, I had plenty of time to look back on my life, and I found that without anypony there, I was free, nopony to tell me what to do, nopony getting hurt except myself. However recently I met six great ponies that still helped me no matter how much I told them not to. They stuck to me like glue, and tried to be friends. I kept trying to shake them off but they just held on, and now I'm thinking that it was not a good idea to try and get rid of them. A friend can help you get out of a sticky situation, without any ponies getting hurt at all." His Father was listening with a small smile on his face as Ion finished his explanation of his friends "But most importantly, friends are people you trust, and love, and being alone can't give you any of that." His father stood up and led him outside, to where a building stood, with all his new friends standing there, smiling. Yet it was almost as if it were a picture, as they were not moving at all, but completely stationary. He turned back to his father as he started talking again.

"There it is, that building will take you right back to your friends. However, on the other hoof, you can come back and stay with us. Your room is just as you last left it." He thought about this for a moment, looking back and forth toward his home, and the other building. If he went back with his Father, he could have his entire family back, and they could all be happy again. Yet if he chose his new friends, he would have a real an only sort-of related note, the rainbow one was also standing out beautifuly. He finally made up his mind, and slowly walked over to the other building.

Reviving was like waking from a dream, except he felt very weak. He looked himself over; absolutely nothing had changed, except the little blue glow from one of his hooves. It was getting brighter, and spreading to the rest of his body, until he was burning with a bright blue light, changing him. His rubber skin was now hardening into a blue-green shell, and his eyes were turning into a darker blue. After half a minute of this, the light died fully and he felt strong, VERY strong, so he decided to test it by kicking the lid off the coffin at full force. It went flying through the roof and was never seen again.

Meanwhile Ion was busy hauling himself to his hooves, and turning to face the audience. The large audience gasped at the sight of him kicking his way out of the coffin, and actually making a bit of flight as well! He swivelled around, and was surprised to see Rainbow Dash reading off a piece of paper. He glanced down at the paper and saw… was that really what he thought he saw? The one pony he thought to be his competitor, his rival, the one always wanting to outdo him, had written this… He caught Dash staring at him.

"Umm… I… err…" He was at a large loss for words, yet finally found something to say. "Rainbow Dash, I had no idea that-" Rainbow Dash cut him off there by kissing him on the lips for a little. "Uhh… do you mind if I call you Dashie?"

"Not at all, Ion" They kissed again for a little while that seemed like 5 minutes, yet in actuality, it was only 10 seconds. When they broke the kiss, they stared deeply into each others eyes. Dashie into his cold, yet warm blue marble eyes, and Ion, into her Strong rose painted eyes with the lovely straight eyelashes. They both felt the same emotion at once, and feinted from the strength of it. They were both happy though.

THE END