"There! All done!" Celestia walked a few steps back, looking over the young pony. His mane was shorter, but he refused to let it get cut any higher than his calves. His tail was also shorter, though only by a few inches. The shirt he wore was black and baggy, reaching half way down his thighs, with a faded and cracked white skull on the chest. The faded black jeans he wore were held up by a belt, though it didn't help since he sagged to add a baggy effect to it. his entire right arm was covered with gauss, to hide a large scar he had received in the prison. The only problem Celestia saw was his wings. They had holes, large enough to be noticeable, from when his wings were punctured and nailed to the wall of his cell. She couldn't see a solution to this and just had him come up with a story. "Now remember: 'I was attacked by rebels, who tortured me, until I was saved' will be your alias. Understand?" She said, wanting clarification. The young pony nodded. "Yes ma'am." He said softly. He had become more docile and timid over the past six months they had been together. Celestia smiled and patted the young pony on the head. "Ah, Chaos... I can't believe how much of a good pony you've become! It makes me a little ashamed I had doubts to begin with." She admitted to him. Chaos smiled meekly at her. "W-well... I-I don't want to... trouble you..." He said softly and slowly, trying to concentrate on what he was saying. Though he could understand and speak English, it would take some time before he could speak freely without stammering or pausing. Celestia chuckled softly and walked over to the her desk. "Here." She said, handing him a little box wrapped in red and with a little silver bow tied at the top. Chaos shyly took it and stared at it in amazement. "You can open it." Celestia told him. Chaos slowly peeled off the bow, trying not to rip it. He placed the bow in his jean pockets. He then began slowly peeling off the wrapping, not wanting to damage that either. When he finished he gently placed the wrapping on the desk, not wanting to crumple it in his pockets. He looked at the now exposed box. It was a light tan color, with the words 'Congratulations!' written on it in bright blue words. He flipped the top open and looked at the contents within. He made a squealing noise, which he often did when he was excited or scared. Inside was a black orb with red, bioluminescent lights running through the orb in an intricate pattern. "W-what is... it?" He asked curiously. "It is the soul of a Spirit. In the school you are going to, this will be a major asset to you." She stated confidently. "Wha...t does it do?" Celestia chuckled. "It acts as a support for you in battles. It watches your back, though the powers of the Spirit vary depending on the pony." She explained. Chaos looked at her in confusion. "Battaalls? What i-is that?" He stammered softly. Celestia scratched the back of her head. "Battles are... How do I explain this? They're engagements with other ponies were you must hurt the other. As opposed to this as I am, the rebel forces have been gaining strength and their numbers have increased. I need more soldiers. The school you are going to excels in battle training." Celestia explained to him. Chaos looked blankly at her. He barely understood what she was talking about. Celestia sighed. "You'll understand when you get there." She stated. A soft knock came on the door. "Ma'am. We are ready to escort Chaos." Came the gruff voice of her guard. Celestia gestured for Chaos to leave. "Good luck!" Was her last words before Chaos left...
Chaos looked at the school in bewilderment. It was a vast collection of buildings that seemed, to him, like a large family huddled together. The main building was red-bricked while the other buildings were a mixture of blue, white, and yellow bricks. A large golden bell with the crest of the royal guards, a sword crossed over a shield with white wings spread out on either side, hung over the building. Next to it was a watch tower, where three sentries were posted up, watching for any rebel attacks. Students flooded the area, going from building to building or just lazing around. Loud laughter and chatter could be heard all around, making it hard to make out what any pony was saying. Chaos watched the students and studied them. Some of the flying ones were going so fast it was hard for most ponies to keep up with their eyes. Of course, Chaos saw them clearly, as if they were going in slow motion. The ones on the ground had an assortment of different types walking by. He even saw on pony with his left leg completely mechanical. One pony in general caught his attention the most. It was a young filly around his age. Her hair was tied back into a French twist and had two layers: The top layer being black, the bottom layer (the area around her neck on the inside) being a light purple. Her tail was the same colors. One of her eyes was jet black, the other light purple. Her wings were all black. Above her head was a grayed out halo ring. Connected to the ring was a thin chain that ran down the right side of her cheek and connected to a small ring that was pierced into her lip. She wore a black corset with a silver edge around the bust and straps around the waist, as well as red laces in the back. over the corset she wore a small black jacket that seemed to cover only the shoulders and some of the upper arm. Her lower waist was covered by a black Bouffant gown that reached only mid-calf length. She wore black thigh-high boots with red laces. The rest of her legs were covered with fishnet stockings. Her eyelids had a light purple eye shadow on them. Her lips and fingernails were colored black. To Chaos she looked absolutely stunning. The guards laughed softly when they noticed him staring. "I see you're interested in a filly!" One of them said teasingly. Chaos looked away and blushed deeply. "W-w-what are y-you... talking about!?" He stammered quietly. The other guard patted his shoulder reassuringly. "Don't worry about it. Every pony has a crush or two when they go to school." The first guard nodded in agreement. Chaos laughed nervously. "W-well I better g-get to... class!" He stammered and ran off...
Chaos stood in front of the classroom door. He inhaled and exhaled many times, trying to calm his nerves. He was supposed to wait for the teacher to open the door so he could enter and introduce himself, since he was starting school late. When the door opened he jumped with fright and almost squealed. He looked at the teacher that popped out. It was Twilight, in a blue blouse and a straight skirt, with an opening in the back, that reached mid-calf. "Come in." She said, beckoning for Chaos to enter. Chaos walked past her and stood at the front of the classroom. He swallowed hard. His entire class was filled with fillies. Not a single colt anywhere. The fillies all gawked at the young colt. "OMG! We got a boy!" He heard one of them whisper. It made him even more nervous now that he had the attention of all of the students. He had thought he wouldn't attract attention and would be ignored, like in the movie he saw a few months ago. "Settle down class." Twilight said sternly. "Introduce yourself." She told Chaos. Chaos nodded. "I-I'm Chaos... N-n-nice to m-meet...you... all." He said in his soft, stammering voice. The girls squealed at his cuteness. Twilight laughed softly. "Come on girls. You've seen many colts before, so stop acting like this is your first time." She joked with them. "Anyway, your seat will be next to Fallen Angel." Twilight pointed to the gothic pony he was staring at earlier. F. Angel eyed Chaos curiously as he walked next to her. He bowed and sat down. When all was quiet Twilight began her lecture. "So today we will go over the basics of wind-based magic. Just like water-based magic it takes deep concentration, but it's easier to pull off than any other magic and much more effective. You see wind-based magic..." To Chaos her voice seemed to disappear. He couldn't understand a single word she just said. 'What the heck is magic?' He wondered. He looked over a F. Angel, who, just like the others, was writing down every word Twilight said. Chaos lay his head down. he could feel a headache coming on from the big words and long sentences Twilight said during her lecture. "Mr. Chaos! Please explain why wind-based magic spells are offensive and not defensive." Chaos rose his head and stared at her blankly. The other ponies laughed at him but he didn't understand why. Twilight sighed. "Did you even study any of this?" She questioned him. Chaos shook his head. "I'll be right back, I need to make a phone call." Twilight stated and walked out the classroom. No sooner had she left that Chaos was the center of attention. The filly next to him leaned over to introduce herself. She had a dirty blonde mane which was curly and reached down to her shoulders. Her tail was the same color. Her eyes were a dark brown. She was wearing a plain white t-shirt and a blue skinny jeans. "Hey Chaos! My name's Éclair. I specialize in cooking, which is great if you're looking for a wife." She stated nonchalantly. "What is a wife?" Chaos asked. Éclair looked at him in disbelief. "Are you serious?" She asked him. He nodded dumbly. She giggled. "Well it's something I'm planning on becoming. I'll be yours if you want." She whispered softly. Though Chaos didn't know what a wife was he turned his head and blushed slightly. Then his eyes met F. Angel's. She was eyeing him just like earlier. A small smile appeared on her luscious black lips as she noticed that Chaos was pretty much in awe at her beauty. "Hey Chaos... Want to grab something to eat with me during lunch?" Éclair asked him. Chaos turned her way. "S-sure..." He stammered. F. Angel clicked her tongue. Twilight entered the classroom in a huff, obviously in a bad mood. "I must apologize to you Chaos... I didn't know your knowledge was that limited." She admitted. Chaos shrugged. Twilight cleared her throat before continuing her lecture. Chaos just sat there, unable to understand a single word said...
The lunch bell rang and Chaos walked slowly to the lunch room, trying not to get lost. A hand gabbed his shoulder, which made him squeal softly. "Hey Chaos!" Came Éclair's soft, girly voice. Chaos sighed with relief. "I-it's just you..." He said quietly. Éclair smiled at him. "Who else could it be hubby?" She asked him. "Hubby? My name's C-Chaos..." He stammered. Éclair laughed. "You're weird you know that? It's just a nickname wives give their husbands." She stated. Chaos looked at her in confusion. "Are you my wife?" He asked curiously. Éclair nudged him with her elbow. "Well, if you want me to. I've taken a liking to you... Maybe love at first sight? Anyway, most males try to avoid me because I'm what you would call 'crazy'." She admitted to him, though a little embarrassed. Chaos laughed. "Well, c-crazy ponies have always been... around m-me. Personally I l-like crazy ponies, they have a lot more interesting... conversations t-than most ponies do." He stated nonchalantly which made her slightly blush. "You really think crazy ponies are ok?" She asked him seriously. He smiled at her. "Of course." He said. Éclair stopped where she was. Chaos turned around to see what was wrong with her only to have her lips meet his. The inside of his maw was attacked by an exploring tongue as it tries to get to every inch of it. This lasted for about a minute before Éclair released him and ran off in embarrassment. Chaos had no idea what just happened, though he felt a strange sensation throughout his body. And little did he know that a certain gothic pony was watching him the entire time...
so yeah what did you guys think? kinda random towards the end but that's just how it ended up XD anyways stay tuned for more!