A/N: 'A new start' is finally finished people. I took a little break and will now be focusing on this story until its end. I am pretty sure I know what to do with the rest of it and hopefully end it around where I ended my last story, around chapter 30 or earlier. Also, excuse me if I accidentally mix up names. I almost switched Sam and Caine multiple times in the first few chapters of 'A new start' and I can see myself doing it in the following chapters.

Sam's POV

I woke up with a splitting headache and my left arm in a cast. I was in the bedroom Areta, Emily, and I shared. I looked around the room for any sign of someone but couldn't find one. The only thing new in the room was a large tub that didn't appear to be filled with anything but steaming water. I attempted to get out of bed but failed miserably, managing only to plant my face on the hard, wooden floor.

I looked over to see my left foot in a cast as well. I looked around for crutches but couldn't find any.

"Pulse, what happened?" I asked him.

"Well let's see, you got served by a dragon, fixed up by some pony doctors after you were carried to the hospital, brought back here and have been sleeping peacefully in a coma like state for the past week. Also, regeneration doesn't seem to be working and Cobalt is agitated about something, so be careful if we have to fight before he gets over it." He responded.

"Well isn't that swell." I said to myself, sarcastically.

I tried to get up once more but I just couldn't. My arm was utterly useless in helping to get me up and the few times I managed to actually stand, my foot hurt too much to be used for more than a second.

I finally managed to get back on the bed and wait for someone to come and check on me. I didn't feel liking yelling in a house that wasn't my own. It felt rude.

Eventually, though, someone did come and I was relieved to see Areta, unharmed, stroll in with a bucket of water and a sponge.

"Hello Areta." I said casually, not wanting to startle her. It didn't work and she screeched and dropped the bucket, spilling water everywhere.

She eventually got over her surprise and she quickly enveloped me in a bone crushing hug, getting my arm in there as well.

"Areta...broken...arm." I managed to choke out. She quickly broke the embrace and apologized.

"It's fine. Why were you carrying a bucket full of water? Were you about to wash the windows?" I asked of her. I glanced over to the windows to see how dirty they were but they seemed fine to me.

"They aren't that dirty." I stated. I looked back over at her and she was blushing profusely.

I cocked an eyebrow and motioned for her to tell me.

"Well, you see. You were starting to stink and the hospital didn't do a very good job cleaning you. Your sister wouldn't even give a thought about it and none of the ponies can scrub hard enough to clean you. So it was left to me." She answered almost in a whisper. It only took me a millisecond to realize what she was talking about and I quickly became very hot with embarrassment.

"Well then, thank you for your concern, but now that I am awake I think I can do it myself." I told her. Her blush didn't look like it was going to go away any time soon.

"I will need something to cover the casts, though." I told her.

"They are water proof." She said. I gave her a quick nod and she left. I started thinking about how I was going to do this.

I decided to take off my clothes first, and, after struggling a bit, managed to strip. Afterwards, I tried walking but fell flat on my face once more. Let me tell you, falling naked hurts a lot more than falling clothed. I eventually made it to the tub on the, now dry, floor, which really hurt. It felt like a gymnasium's floor to say the least. I didn't even know how the floor was already dry but I was too preoccupied at the moment to think on it further. I eventually made it to the tub but realized I didn't have the sponge. I cursed myself and made the trip to it and back.

I eventually managed to make it into the, now ice cold, water. I started scrubbing myself with the sponge and finished sometime later.

I got out of the tub and managed to crawl my way back to the bed after I dried off. I found some clothes in the bedside dresser and, after struggling profusely, managed to get them all on and comfortable. I felt like I had just run a marathon, I was so tired.

I looked outside to see the sun high in the sky out over Ponyville. The town looked like nothing had even happened. I still had a lot of questions and wanted answers but that would have to wait.

Eventually, I heard a knock on the door and voice. "Are you decent?"

"I am, come in Emily." I called to her.

She opened the door and rushed towards me. "Oh thank God, you are all right. I thought I lost you." She hugged me and decided to sit on my lap like she used to do when we were younger. "When they brought you to the hospital you looked like you were already dead. I was so scared." She had tears in her eyes. I went to comfort her but she stopped me. "Don't you ever do something so stupid ever again! Do you hear me?!" She said as she slapped my uninjured arm's shoulder really hard.

"I got it, I got it." I told her while rubbing it.

"Good. Celestia would like to speak to you first thing in the morning. For now, I'll help you downstairs and you can catch up with everyone." She said.

She got off of my lap and helped me up. With her supporting me, we made our way out of the room and down the stairs, to the Apple's sitting room. The girls and the Apple family, along with Areta, were all seated and I was put into a chair. Emily sat on the arm while everyone looked at me with questioning stares.

"What?" I asked, curious as to why they were all staring like that at me.

Applejack spoke up. "We were just curious as to why all this happened." She didn't sound curious. More like she was fishing for something.

"What makes you think I know?" I responded.

Twilight spoke this time. "Well, you were the one who went after the dragon and held it off long enough for princess Celestia to arrive."

"I only did that because I was trying to protect the town." I told her.

Rarity stood up next. "Is that the only reason? You didn't, say, bring the dragon here for some sort of glorified stunt?"

"Wait, what?! Why would I do that? How would I do that?" I shot at her, just managing to keep my anger in check.

Rainbow Dash was apparently next. "Well you are a freaky alien with magical super weapons." She said as she got into my face. I looked over to Emily and Areta who were both looking away, as if in shame.

"I can't believe this! You all think I lured a dragon here, just so I could almost die trying to protect you all from it? Are you insane!" I retorted. I couldn't believe they didn't trust me. I honestly had thought we were all past this nonsense but, apparently, I was wrong.

I stood up, painfully, and looked out over all of them. "I can't believe you all. I tried to protect this town from something dangerous. I risked my life for all of you when I could have easily gotten Areta, Emily, and I out of this town faster than you can say danger. But maybe that was a mistake. If you don't trust me then we'll be leaving. So much for so called 'friends'." I started making my way slowly past them.

I looked back at Areta and Emily. "Aren't you girls coming?" I asked. They looked up at me with blank expressions. The others had the same looks, no emotion. "No" They said in unison.

I turned away and started to make my way out of the house. I started following a wandering path and walked until sunset. I looked around to see I was still in the orchard.

"Well, isn't this grand." I said as I plopped myself down to lean on a tree. I started trying to activate regeneration because my ankle felt like it was being torn off, but it wouldn't work. I decided to just breath through the pain until it started to wane to a dull throbbing.

"What are we going to do Pulse? We're back to square one." I asked him. He didn't answer. "Pulse?"

"Hmm? Sorry, something just didn't feel right about all of that. I have been looking over the memory for the past few hours but can't put my finger on it."

"I guess we will find out in the morning then."

Omir's POV

It worked wonderfully to say the least. I couldn't believe that idiot thought that they hated him.

"Good work girls." I told all of them.

"Go to hell." Emily said.

"Well that's rude. Don't you like me anymore?" I asked her.

"I haven't liked you in years you disgusting pervert. I want my brother back." She yelled at me from her position in her brother's chair.

I grabbed her chin and brought it close to my face. "Well Sam isn't coming back, he is a stubborn fool after all. The ponies made sure he won't, and your's and the dryad's performances just cemented his suspicions. He won't be coming back and with those broken bones of his, he won't last longer than a week."

"At least let the ponies go." She begged of me.

"Not going to happen, Emily. There isn't any point. I already got rid of the only other band wearer, why take chances with the elements of harmony. I would be dumber than your brother if I let them go. And you and the Dryad are my prisoners in case, for some miraculous reason, your brother decides to return." I threw her back into the chair and my bands pulsed, sending out a message for the unicorns to put them somewhere they couldn't get free.

I looked at the gift that had been bestowed upon me. They were a toxic looking green and they complimented my middle eastern shaded skin nicely.

"This is going to be fun." I said to myself as I went over my plans for equestria.

A/N: No, don't take it as me being racist. I just thought it would be good to throw in some diversity. Like 99% of all MLP fanfictions are filled with white humans. I have only ever read one where one of the humans wasn't white. I just thought it would be a nice change of pace. The main antagonist has been revealed. Stay tuned. See ya on the flip side.