The Guardian
Quarantine
They left immediately to investigate the explosion, Stone Blossom in her armor and the Guardianin common clothes. "It can't feel the corruption this time," said the Armor.
"Who could it be then," asked Stone Blossom.
The Guardian had a single, terrible thought. "The changelings," He said, hoping he was wrong. They continued galloping. When they reached the outskirts of the city ponies in hazmat suits were closing off the roads. A purple fog had covered the area in front of them. A large crowd had gathered.
"You have to leave the area immediately," said one of them throgh a megaphone, "This area is dangerous to you."
"But my filly is in there," yelled a female voice.
"Please disperse to a one mile radius immedi-," the ponies voice was cut off as the fog lurched forward, engulfing all of them in the fog. The Guardian gasped and breathed in the fog. He felt a familiar feeling as a second skin of armor slowly covered his body. He looked around but he could see nothing in the fog. Soon he fell unconscious as he was fully taken over by the corruption.
"Welcome back," said a familiar voice.
...
The blinding light was the first thing he saw. "It's not working," said a panicked voice. "What do we do? I can't lose him again." He slipped into unconsciousness a second time.
...
Stone Blossom: Home
"Please stop crying," said her armor. It had been tring to console her for the past hour, but she couldn't stand it. The fog had corrupted all those ponies, including Him. Celsestia had cast a magical field around the fog to keep it from spreading, but the ponies inside kept trying to destroy it. Her cleansing powers couldn't stop the fog. She had nothing left. She cried herself to sleep that night.
...
She was done crying. "Is there anyway we can become stronger?"
"Yes but we will have to journey somewhere very distant."
"Where is it?"
"We need to come up with a pla-"
"WHERE?"
"The dragons have a rare crystal we need to become stronger but, we can't just steal it and unleash an angry horde of dragons!"
"But we have to save him."
"We have to save them you mean."
"Wait, I have an idea."
(Author)
Things are going down.