Hello, my friends. I am here with another chapter of my fic. All I want to say is, thank you to everyone who has read this up to this point. Oh, and Voltzs. What you said about your friend... DOWNRIGHT PRICELESS! I love hearing about other peoples reactions to my works. Anyway, THE FIC IS THE THING!
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Frost Night's POV:
It was late at night when I awoke. I knew that I should still be asleep, but I just couldn't stay in bed. My conversations with Hail Storm were too troubling. I knew that ponies sometimes talked to themselves, but this was a little ridiculous.
I heard voices from downstairs. I could tell that one was my Dad. No one could forget his deep, friendly voice. The other was the voice of a mare. I couldn't tell at first, but it sounded familiar.
I followed the voices down and into the sitting room. There, as predicted, was a my dad on the love seat. However, in the chair that was reserved for important visitors was perhaps one of the most important that could come to our cottage: Princess Luna!
When she saw me enter, Luna said, "Ah, Frost Night. Come and join your father and me."
I sat in a smaller chair so that the three of us formed a triangle in the room. Dad sat on my left, Luna on my right. Once sitting, I asked, "What's going on?"
The adults shared a quick look before Dad answered me. "Frost, I first want to start off by apologizing."
"Apologizing? For what?"
"For your... how do I put this lightly... your inheritance."
He was talking about my ability. That much was assured. But I didn't know why he called it an inheritance. "What does that mean?"
Luna cut in. "Your father once had a similar power. As did I."
"You see, Frost, the Princesses are my cousins, very distantly. I think we're related if you go back five or six generations."
I shook my head in confusion. "So what? Do you want me to celebrate my connection to royalty?"
"No, that's not what I getting at." Dad stood up and walked over to my side. "I'm talking about our ability. I know that you can turn into another pony when you are enraged. I know that you think everypony calls a monster. You want revenge."
I was taken aback when he said this. "So, your telling me..."
Luna nodded her head. "Your father could turn into a being known as Crossback Disharmic, the Element of Disharmony of Hatred. I was once the evil tyrant known Nightmare Moon."
My eyes grew wide when I heard these names. Then I dipped my head. "And you had them ripped from you."
"How did you know that?" Dad asked with a confused look.
I really, really didn't want to answer that question, but they already knew just about everything else. "Because... Over the past few days... I've been... trained by them."
I raised my head to see that their faces showed looks of complete disbelief. Luna got up and walked over to my side also. "You're lying. I command you, say it is so!"
I looked her in the eye and said sternly, "I wish I was. Oh how I wish I was."
They shared a look worry. Dad turned straight to me. "How much were you trained?"
"Just some basic spells."
"Such as?"
"Does it matter?"
"Tell us, now!"
I looked him square in the eye. "No. Why should I tell you? You'll just tell me to keep it to myself and not to even try to use it against them."
"No I-"
"Why am I even talking to you? I'm going back to bed." With that being said, I headed back up the stairs.
Crossback's POV:
I watched as my son strutted his way up the stairs. After that, I hung my head. "It's official. I am the worst father on the face of the planet."
Luna put her hoof on my shoulder. "Dear Cousin, children are just like that."
"And how exactly am I supposed to know that? If you recall, I didn't see them for roughly ten years."
"I know, and we apologize deeply for that. But you can't blame yourself completely. Every father in Equestria goes through the same thing with their son at some point."
I shot a smug grin at her. "And just how many of them have a son who can do... that?"
"Does it matter?"
"Well, when one's own fur and blood shouts at them, one feels like such a failure." I hung my head again. "Besides, how do you know anything about children. How many do you have?"
"Well, none as of yet."
"Yet?"
She blushed deeply. "There's... a stallion back in Caterlot. He was one of the only ones to accept me when I became me again."
"Ah. Have you told your sister yet?"
"Tia wouldn't understand. She's too wrapped up in her work to care about love."
I couldn't help but smile at this statement. "Well, I wish you my best." I looked out the window to see the moon coming to the end of its flight. While the sun and moon need raising and lowering, they can maintain a flight pattern of their own. "It looks like you should be heading back to the moon, now."
"Agreed. Farewell, Honor Guard."
"Farewell, my Lady." With that being said, their was a flash of light and my cousin disappeared from the sitting room.
I, on the other hoof, headed to bed. I was beat and didn't want to be up anymore. Quickly and quietly, I slipped up the stairs and into bed with my beautiful Fluttershy.
She looked so adorable right now. I planted a quick kiss on her nose before nodding off to sleep.
Flutter Back's POV:
After Dad and Luna left the room, I descended from the ceiling. I watched the whole conversation take place and have to say a little more than confused. I'm bewildered. I never would have even began to guess that Frost had a secret power.
And the way he had yelled at Dad... I just could never picture him doing something like that. Something must have happened to him during his training. Well, I guess that's to be expected from training with... those two.
I silently floated up the stairs and opened the door to Mom and Dad's room a crack. Dad still had a look of worry his face. I sneaked up to his side and whispered into his ear, "I love you, Daddy."
Chapter Complete. Oh, I'm FINALLY done with this chapter. It actually took longer to write that originally planned, even if it mostly dialogue. Hey, if anyone has an OC that is in love with Luna, PM me. If you have already sent me an OC, PLEASE don't send another one for this story. It may be more than I can handle. Anyway, R&R and ADIOS!