Hello everyone! first of all, I have to apologize as I have been very busy this month with a multitude of things. I had to plan my eagle scout ceremony, my ADHD made it hard for me to focus on My Little Pony stories, I created at least ten new story ideas this month and have yet to write them giving me over 40 story ideas flowing through my head counting all of the My Little Pony stories I plan on rewriting so I am sorry to say I only have a sixth of what I uploaded the previous month... I have failed you all as I have failed a friend I treat as a brother of mine by not being able to write up any chapters for Equestrian Ranch...

I hope you all will forgive me for barely having anything to post...

hope you all forgive me and see you all next month if you stay around...

"I honestly don't see the problem with you, Mr. Dewain." the doctor said as I sat down in the examination room. "we are still learning as much as we can about your species so we have no idea just what is wrong with you or what things in this world could affect you." I gave him a nod. "but I called for an otolaryngologist so he should be here shortly." I gave him yet another nod. "listen..." he gave me a small smile. "as far as we know and from what I have been told about you it's most likely only due to you singing with unused vocal cords. I will return to continue your full physical checkup." he left the room as I sat in the silence all alone.

From what he told me before it was supposed to be impossible for humans to use magic yet I did the impossible. Some humans were mad that I could do things they couldn't. It re-sparked the fear for me with those from my own school except for my friends. Twilight had congratulated me on being able to use magic and would be glad to give me magic lessons should I need them... but even I could tell I wouldn't be able to use magic normally like the unicorns and alicorns could. I wasn't going to risk anything until I got a full checkup as a just in case. "good morning Mr Dewain!" I looked at the pony who walked in with a smile on his face. "I'm the otolaryngologist that the doctor checking up on you asked for. Now then can you please remove your choker so I can use some examinations spells please?" I gladly accepted his request as I took it off of my throat as I almost cried out into laughter as a sudden tickling sensation covered my throat.

Soon though he finished as he had a raised eyebrow and a hoof to his chin. "pardon me this will take a few more minutes." I nodded as he continued to do his examination... and I grew more and more fearful as the look on his face changed to the many different emotions anyone could have on their face, contemplation, anger, sadness, fear, horror. Every bad emotion showed up on his face. "are you free tomorrow morning Mr. Dewain?" I gave him a nod. "please come in at 10:00 so I may talk to you about some beliefs I may be thinking about could be happening. Ill have to look up past diseases and injuries to see if my hypotheses are correct."

I gave him a fearful look as he gave me a small smile. "i don't believe it to be that bad. There is literately a very small chance that it could be the worst theory I have in my head and that's less than 0.01 percent." I gave a sigh of relief as he put a hoof onto my shoulder. "ill have a better outlook for you tomorrow morning." he left and the other doctor came back in to finish up my checkup. It went in silence with very few questions asked of me that I answered with either shakes or nods of my head. I walked through the halls as I was happy that what was wrong with me wasn't life threatening but then again he only truly checked my throat and nothing else that could case problems. "Alex." I stopped as I opened the door to immediately find Vinyl running over to me. "how went the physical?"

I raised my hand in a horizontal way and rocked it back and forth. "something wrong?" I could hear the concern in her voice as I pointed at my throat. "you going to be alright?" I gave her a cheerful nod as she smiled. "ready to go home?" I gave her a nod as we walked with each other to the house. She started to talk to me about different things like how she enjoyed me singing last night and was also questioning as to why I no longer sang. I remained silent as she gave me no chance of even answering her through gestures. Soon we reached the house as she finally stopped chuckling as I smiled and entered the house as soon as she unlocked it. Although she did give me a quizzical look. "how did you make all that stuff on stage happen anyway?" I simply grabbed a notebook and wrote in it.

It started to happen after a certain event.

"well what was that?" she then asked with a curious look as I looked away from her before writing down what happened.

The death of my grandmother...

she froze as I could see her read it over multiple times. "sorry for... bringing it up."

it's alright.

She gave me a small smile. "well I got to get ready for tonight." I gave her a raised eyebrow. "I'm doing an all-nighter at the club tonight." I gave her a nod as she went up the stairs. Grabbing my guitar I quickly tuned it before I began to play one of my songs. After an hour of playing soon Vinyl had walked back down the stairs looking ready to go to a party. "I'm off!" I gave her a wave as she walked out through the door as I gave a sigh of relief and set my guitar down to the side and grabbed my notebook and began to write in it. I was now curious about my own voice and magic. How was I able to use magic when others were unable to. Soon enough I narrowed it down to the it had to do with my genetics but it caused another question.

Why did it start after my grandmother died? I just couldn't explain it. When I eventually put down my notebook I found the moon was up high in the sky as I gave a yawn. Putting the notebook down I leaned back on the couch and closed my eyes. Thinking of my grandmother and why I was like this. But everything that came up only kept on giving me more and more questions instead of answers. "Alex!" my eyes jolted awake as I fell onto the floor next to the couch. I heard a small giggle as I looked up to see and extremely tired Vinyl Scratch. "couch is mine..." was all she said when she collapsed onto the couch. I simply stared at her now still body as her chest raised and lowered with each breath she took.

I continued to stare as I noticed Octavia come down the stairs before she gave a small smile. "she does that whenever somepony is sleeping on the couch after and all-nighter at the club." she then scowled as a sudden smell hit my nose. "and that's an indicator that she had too much alcohol" I held my nose as the yellow liquid dripped onto the floor. Quickly moving away I noticed the time was just after 9:30. grabbing my notebook I quickly wrote out a message for Octavia as I brought it over to her as she pulled Vinyl onto her back and gained a disgusted face while her entire body shivered. She quickly read it as she gave me a nod as I put it down and walked out of the house and towards the hospital.

Taking the long route I felt myself being watched as I took in the beautiful day it was becoming. I quickly spun around and noticed a cloaked individual before they rushed behind a few buildings. Knowing how long I had already taken I would have been late if I went to investigate. Putting what I saw to the side I soon saw the hospital as I walked in to immediately find the otolaryngologist I spoke to yesterday waiting for me. "good morning." he said as he noticed me approaching. "knowing you don't talk I figured I would meet you at the front. Follow me." I followed after him as we entered a room and directed me to sit down in the chair. "now then... after going through the symptoms that you have..." he got a grim look on his face as he looked towards a large stack of folders. Each one with a different name on it with a large assortment of different colors...

names of diseases...

"with your symptom of a sore throat narrowed it down to half of our documented diseases..." he used magic to lift half of the stack off and set it behind him on the counter. "with your symptom of dry throats removed a third of what remained..." he took off said amount as I began to get more and more worried as his face remained grim. "your symptom of the want to talk limited it down to just 10..." 10 folders were what remained when he finished moving the others as they began to float in front of him. "and your symptom of coughing up blood brought it down to just two..." I looked at the remaining two and found one was a red folder and another was black. "would you like for me to explain the colors of the folder?"

I gave him a nod as he set the two folders down at the edge of the counter. "the colors of the folders determine the severity of the disease or cold that is occurring With how many species there are out there quite a few have interbreed to be able to pass these diseases on as they evolved inside of the sons and daughters of the different species allowing them to be caught by almost anypony except for those of purebloods." I looked at him confused. "purebloods are those who have never had another relation with another that has the blood of another species in their blood. About 10 percent of the entire planets population are purebloods not counting your species." I gave him a nod. "but with how much you species is unknown and how different your immune system is different from everyone else has caused problems for you."

he used his magic to lift up the red folder. "this red folder symbolizes very deadly diseases known to affect the listed species inside said folder... they are extremely rare but can be very deadly for those who haven't had its predecessor which is known as the chicken pox to your species. The mutated form of this is called dragon pox which causes the entire body to start to warp due to corrupted magic that was absorbed into the body in areas with high dragon activity. They would grow random scales on their body and the reason why its deadly is because the only cure to it is to find the dragon they got their disease from. Back then it was impossible to find out... today it is still as hard but only the princesses are able to find out what dragon infected the one infected. But... seeing as you don't have scales or are burning up at the moment..." he levitated the folder over to the pile as I now glanced at the black folder. "that folder is out of the question... the black folder is for extinct disease that have disappeared from society.. your symptoms... happen to be the closest to this disease."

he levitated the folder over to me as I grabbed it and stared at the name on the folder. "the name was taken from when the siren's still lived in Equestria before they were all banished." I stared at the name.

Siren's Curse

"it was said they gave a curse to all those with a wonderful voice when they were banished. Only the best though had this curse as it was passed on through the ages. Entire lineages were ended. No one knows what the siren who gave this curse truly said as it was changed by everyone who said they heard it differently. They would gain the power of magic but would strain their own voice when they sang." I opened the folder and began to read it as he continued to talk. "they were given the want to sing the more they sang and used the magic the more the urge rose..." I looked him with a raised eyebrow when he caught the unasked question. "even should you not sing the magic in you would start to kill you... by wanted to burst out of the weakest point in your body..." my eyes grew wide as my left hand went towards my own neck. He nodded as I looked at him in fear. "from what was written singing is also painful in the end. Causing your own body to combust and turn into pure magic that goes into the air." I looked around and just grabbed a pen as he got what I wanted to do as he handed me a piece of folded paper.

How long?

He looked away as he seemed to be contemplating the question before he looked at me. "depends on how you are feeling. Look at the information." giving him a slow nod I looked into the folder.

Siren's Curse

Extremely Deadly: No known cure

causes the infected to sing more and more due to magic in their bodies making them want to sing. Those with very strong wills are able to suppress the urges for a maximum of 10 years before it all just bursts out from their throat killing them painfully as the magic keeps them alive in the progress. Those who choose not to sing will cause the magic to begin to dissipate inside of the body until it is all gone causing them to instantly enter the death stage of magic exhaustion which causes the entire body to combust from the inside out from an unknown reaction in the body.

Recommended to end life when found to have this disease. When the body begins to cough up blood it means your body is close to death. Symptoms below say how long the infected have until their inevitable death.

Coughing up blood: 5 years

Sore Throat : 3 years

Dry Throat: 1 year

Rash on throat: 8 months

Blood leaking out of pores on throat: 4 months (warning: can be in either small or large amount)

Tongue becomes shriveled: 1 month

symptoms will disappear after one month which leads to a false sense of security and causes the infected to sing more thinking nothing is wrong.

I slowly grabbed the paper and wrote down into it... before showing it to the doctor as he gave me a sad gaze. "brought to Equestria in hopes of having a new life... only to be denied one..."