Chapter Nine – The War (Part 1)
Skywing still felt desperate because of her parents' shocking deaths. She only cried all day. She put everything in her room except her bed to the door and kept on crying.
"She's not going to survive." said Reisk. "She hasn't eaten anything in five days!"
"I know how to fix it." said Pasta. "You might never see me again though."
"What do you mean?" said Reisk.
"I'm going to war, and I'm ending this fight." said Pasta.
"War?!" shouted Skywing from upstairs, she broke the obstacles she put to cover the place of her door and ran downstairs, rushing towards Pasta. Reisk held her and pulled her back. "Let go of me! No! Don't go!"
"I'm sorry." said Pasta. "I'm the only one who can stop this."
With his last sentence to Skywing, he opened the door and went outside, settling on a search for the unicorns and earth ponies, hoping they will join him.
He flought down towards the land which was slightly appearing better as he went lower. As he flapped his wings and flought down even more, he was getting very close to the ground so he opened his hooves, legs and got on the ground.
"I never knew this place, huh?" thought Pasta. "I was really getting tired on the clouds. This is a lively place."
He started walking slowly, looking for ponies, as he walked, a pair of houses began to appear.
"Houses on the ground?" thought Pasta. "Very good building, I have to admit."
He walked faster and then ran towards the small village up front. Ponies walked out of their houses and as they turned their heads to the right, they saw Pasta, running towards them and were immediately scared.
"Everypony!" said one pony. "Get in your houses and lock the doors!"
The pony who said that went in her house and locked the door, she hid under her bed and shaked in fear.
"No, guys!" said Pasta. "I didn't come here to kill you!"
"Then what did you come here for?" said one stallion, standing up to Pasta. "You of course came here to kill us."
"I'm an alicorn." said Pasta.
"What's an alicorn?" asked the stallion.
"What I am." said Pasta.
"You're a unicorn!" said the stallion.
Pasta opened his wings and left everypony who were still outside's mouths wide open.
"What?" said the stallion. "This is not possible!"
"It is." said Pasta. "My parents said a birth like me was never seen before, but I came here for a different reason."
"What's that?" asked the stallion. "I'm an earth pony by the way, my name is Bullet."
"I came here to make peace between the three tribes." said Pasta.
"Have you lost your mind?" said a mare. "That won't be possible, they'll kill us!"
"No, they won't!" said Pasta. "You just have to be kind to them!"
"We'll never be kind to ponies who are different than us. Earth ponies are the best!" said a young stallion.
"See, that's why you're not kind to each other." said Pasta. "You think your tribe is the best, but that's not true, I've embraced peace between other tribes for so long. My father was a unicorn and my mother was a pegasus. They were kind to each other. And they died with each other."
"I've never said anything like this before." said Bullet. "But, I think this alicorn here is right. If we embrace peace, everything will be better. We better inform the town hall about this."
"Alright, my name is Pasta." said Pasta.
"Pasta?" said Bullet. "Sounds a little weird there."
"Well, after my parents death, a pegasus mare called Teal raised me, the name comes from her, she says I loved eating pasta and that's why she put Pasta as my name." said Pasta.
"Alright, let's go everypony!" said Bullet.
Pasta and Bullet shaked hooves and then Pasta started to follow the group of earth ponies along as they went to inform the earth ponies' town hall.
ABOUT 20 MINUTES LATER
"Well, here we are, Pasta." said Bullet.
Pasta looked at the armies of earth ponies, armed with many different weapons and stallions who were working out all day.
"The barracks, there, I want to speak to the general." said Pasta.
"His name is General Hillclimber." said Bullet. "He commands the whole army and always fights with them, he's the bravest pony around out here. He never gets scared of anything."
"Alright, I'll talk with him, let's hope it goes well." said Pasta. Bullet lead him to the door of the barracks but swords were drawn out to them as once as they reached the gates.
"Halt!" said one of the defenders. "You're not allowed to go in here. You are arrested for tribe difference!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on guys." said Pasta. "I came here to speak to the General Hillclimber."
"That's 'Sir' for you!" said the second defender.
"Enough, kill me if I attack him but I really need to speak with him." said Pasta.
"Shall we let him in?" asked the first defender.
"I'll ask the general." said the third defender. "Wait here."
The other two defenders didn't raise their swords down while waiting for a response, but the one at the left charged at Bullet.
"You will be dead!" he said. But suddenly, a hoof held the sword, the defender realized he couldn't move his sword. It was Pasta, blocking his attack. He took the sword and threw it away. He then pushed the defender back towards the gates.
"Wait until you get your response." said Pasta.
"Since when do I listen to you?" said the defender.
"Since 3.. 2.. 1.." said Pasta, the gates opened and the third defender came back outside.
"The general says he wants to talk to you." he said, pointing at Pasta. "He says all the earth ponies should stay out here."
"Alright, I'm going in." said Pasta.
"Be careful." said Bullet.
Pasta went in, the halls weren't dark and they were in fact, very bright, he followed the defender through some doors and found the general in a room.
"Ah, Riot, come in." said Hillclimb. Then he gave a look at Pasta. "What.. are you a pegacorn or something?"
"He says he's an alicorn, sir." said Riot.
"Very, well then." said Hillclimb. Pasta had already realized Hillclimb was really kind and wasn't like Death at all. "So, what do you want to talk about?"
"About peace between the three tribes." said Pasta.
"Well, that's never happened, and I'm pretty certain it never will." said Hillclimb.
"With all due respect sir, I'm all of the tribes in one." said Pasta. "Wouldn't everything be better if you were in peace and weren't battling all around?"
"Seems like a bad idea to me." said Hillclimb. "They're going to murder all of the earth ponies as soon as we arrive to ask for peace."
"You have me, and I can do almost anything." said Pasta. "First we make peace with the unicorns, then the pegasi, it's for the greater good."
"You seem like a smart stallion, why don't you be the head of this peace operation then?" said Hillclimb.
"It sounds like a good idea, sir." said Pasta.
"Alright, son." said Hillclimb. "Then we better get moving, we don't have all day."
"Very well, sir." said Pasta and followed the general outside.
"Squad!" said Hillclimb.
"Yes, sir!" said all the soldiers, putting their hooves up their eyebrows and standing straightly to Hillclimb.
"We're going to Unicornville." said Hillclimb. "Pasta here who I met a few minutes ago, is going to be leading us this time.
"Alright, everypony, our destination is the barracks in Unicornville Town." said Pasta. "I'll be speaking with the general and if he agrees, his squad will also be with us."
"Yes, sir!" said the soldiers.
"Any questions?" said Hillclimb.
"Sir, are you sure we should trust this Pasta guy?" asked a slim soldier.
"Of course." said Hillclimb. "There is no issue with trusting anypony."
They started running on their long journey towards mount unicorn, hoping that the unicorns will accept what they want and won't get rid of them.
"Seems like a long journey, huh?" said Hillclimb.
"I've ran worse than this long before." said Pasta, they continued to run and hope, a big town began going into their sights. "Hang on, everypony, we're almost there!"
"Halt!" shouted a group of unicorn guards and lifted up all of the earth ponies with their magic.
"Guys, stop!" said Pasta. "Can, I speak to your general."
"No, you may not!" said a guard. "We aren't to let you assasinate the great general of honor, Honourful."
"Kill me, if I kill your general." said Pasta. "I assure you, I won't, I want to offer peace."
"I'll go and inform him." said the guard on the right. "Keep on watching these ponies, you two."
"I'm really getting exhausted holding these guys, it's hard without the sarge." said the first guard.
"Yeah, we can't hold them." said the second.
"I think, I have to let go of them!" said the first.
"Same!" said the second and they deactivated their magic, the earth pony army landed on the ground and General Honourful arrived.
"Hello, who are you, passing on our grounds with these earth ponies?" asked Honourful.
"My dearest apologies, sir." said Pasta. "My name is Pasta, I came here, wishing to seek an alliance with you."
"I don't even know what you are, a different creature?" asked Honourful.
"No, sir." said Pasta. "I'm a pony, just like you, and I know there are others who are like me."
"You don't look like one, is your tribe pegacorns or something?" asked Honourful.
"It's alicorn from what I and the others same as me call it, sir." said Pasta.
"Well, this alliance you want, I'm not so sure about it." said Honourful.
"Sir, I know you think you're the best tribe, but that's not true, we're all the same, who we are and what we are, lives in our soul, nothing other than that, not what we look like from the outside." said Pasta.
"Well, perhaps we will help you." said Honourful. "Tell me what you need my forces for."
"We need assistance to stop the pegasi from invading the land." said Pasta. "Then, I know a great thing to do which will really open up the rest of your lives."
"Well, alright, we'll help." said Honourful. "Guards, call my army, tell them we're moving out."
"Yes, sir!" said two guards.
"About you guys, wait 'till my army is ready too." said Honourful.
"Alright, sir." said Pasta. "I know a spell which only my magic can apply and will keep us on the clouds for a few hours."
"Thank you." said Honourful. "What's your name again?"
"It's Pasta, sir." said Pasta.
"Great." said Honourful.
"We're ready, sir!" said the marching army.
"Alright soldiers, time to move out!" said Honourful.
They all gently ran towards the battle they were going in for, and they knew it wouldn't be easy. But they also knew they were capable of it, and that peace was waiting for them.
CHAPTER NINE of Long Life
by PastaRastaMasta