The morning came quick. Applespice awoke to the sound of Jet rummaging through the hall closet looking for something. "… know I put it in here. Gotta find that damn book." He mumbled to himself. Applespice sat up. "What are you looking for, Jet? Maybe I can help." Applespice offered. Jet flinched when he spoke and slowly turned around. "No, that's okay, Applespice. I'm, uh, just. Um, rearranging the closet. You know, to save space and stuff." Jet replied. He looked as though he hadn't slept at all. His eyes were bloodshot, his hair was frazzled, and his clothes were wrinkled and had sweat stains on them. "With all due respect, Jet. You look like shit." Applespice said. Jet turned around and looked in the mirror on the back of the closet door. "Oh my Celestia. You're right, I do look like shit." Jet said as he closed the door and headed upstairs. Applespice sat up as Wind came down the stairs and sat on the couch next to him. She smiled and gave him a kiss. "Morning, sexy." She said. "Good morning, Windy." Applespice replied. "What was wrong with my dad? He looked like something the cat drug in." Wind said. Applespice just shrugged. "Don't ask me." Applespice said. He got up and stretched before heading to the bathroom. After he was finished, he came and sat back down on the couch. Wind snuggled up next to him and they watched TV for a while. After a few minutes, Wind's mom screamed from upstairs. Wind and Applespice ran upstairs to find that the window was smashed open and Dash was unconscious on the floor. Jet was nowhere to be found. On the bed, Wind found a note. It said, 'We have taken Jet Stream. Do not try to pursue us, it will only lead to disaster. The best thing you can do is spend our last fleeting days with your loved ones.' "Who took dad?" Wind asked. Applespice took the note and looked over it. "It's signed, SS. Who's SS?" Applespice asked. Wind shrugged. "Help me get my mom downstairs to the couch." Wind said as she moved to pick her mother up from the floor. Applespice moved in front of her and picked up Dash with little effort. They moved downstairs and set her on the couch.
After what seemed like and eternity, Dash began to wake up. "Mom? Mom, are you okay? How many fingers am I holding up?" Wind asked as she held up her middle and index finger in front of her mother's face. Dash looked closely and blinked several times before answering. "Two, and yea, I'm fine. Just a little groggy." Dash said. She looked awful. Her rainbow hair was frizzled and had a patch of dried blood in it. "Mom, what happened up there?" Wind asked. Dash shook her head to clear her thoughts. That's when it hit her. "Jet! He's gone. They took him." She said. "We know mom. But, who's they?" Wind asked. Her mother looked at her with sad eyes for a minute before getting up and walking back upstairs. After a couple minutes, she came back down carrying a large leather bound book. She sat down on the couch and opened the book. "This is a book filled with legends. But, as your father and I have learned, they're not all just legends." Dash said as she flipped through the pages. She stopped on one and showed the page to Wind. She looked it over and gasped. "Is this true?" Wind asked. Dash nodded. "What is it Windy?" Applespice asked. Dash looked at him with tears in her eyes. "It's a legend that talks about a cult of dark magic wielding unicorns that believed one day a special pony would be bestowed upon them to fulfill their greatest prophecy." Dash said. "What's the prophecy?" Applespice asked. "On the turn of the century, a pony that has the ability of flight and the magic of dark will descend from the sky to bestow upon them the greatest of gifts." Dash replied. "What did they believe would happen?" Applespice asked. "It doesn't say. It just says that it will make them more powerful than anyone else in all of Equestria." Dash said. "So, they think Jet is that pony?" Applespice asked. "Yes. My guess is that they will perform the ritual on the Ides of March. That's the closest date that will grant them the most power to perform the ritual." Dash replied. "What's the ritual?" Applespice asked. Wind broke down into tears. "They're going to overload his body with dark energy until his body burns away. They think he's their god trapped in a pony's body. They think that if they release him from his earthly prison, they'll be given more power than anyone could ever hope to fight against." Dash said as she hugged her daughter. "Well, if they plan to do it on the Ides of March, that gives us three days to find him. We've had tighter deadlines." Applespice said as he got up and kneeled down in front of Wind. He put his finger under her chin and lifted her face. "Now where's the brave, strong, and iron-willed girl I fell in love with?" Applespice asked. Wind smiled and wiped her face. "Let's do this. Mom, grab our swords. We got a cult to find." Wind said as she hopped up and headed to her room to change. "I'm going to get cleaned up first, Wind. I look like hell." Dash said as she followed her daughter up the stairs. "Right. Okay, get cleaned up, then grab our swords." Wind replied.