Grimwing stared at the wall of fog in the horizon that loomed ever closer. The ship groaned in protest as the waters picked up in rhythm to the cold winds. The moon hung like phantom over the ships, slightly obscured by the cloud-cover up above. Grim shivered against a fresh burst of bitter cold wind, his wings twitching at his sides. Deckhoof shivered at his side, a map unrolled at his hooves. The earth pony could be dubious from time to time but was one of the finest navigators aboard the Gilded Swallow.
“You know I hate this part of the journey,” Deckhoof gulped.
“Aye,” Grim nodded,” Alright ye worthless bunch of fillies get ready we’re makin’ fer dangerous water!”
All the ponies on the ship had their eyes fixed on the approaching wall o0f fog, each with a look of barely hidden fear in their eyes. Grimwing looked to Charter,” Prepare yerself mate we’re about to go through the Sea of Glimmermists. You’ll see an’ hear things, unnatural things that will shake ye to yer core. This marks the Seapony’s territory. It’ll take us half a day to break through.” Grimwing gulped audibly as the ship was enveloped by the fog.
Crashing Wave sat at a large oak table, staring at the map before him. His captains sat at their places each leaning to look at the map. Gilded leaf had also been asked to join them as he represented the slaves they had freed.
“I say we make way ta Manehatten,” Crosswinds spoke up,” Tis th’ closest free city and we can get supplies and the like.”
Swansong nodded,” That would be a good idea. What do you think Mr. leaf sound like a fair plan>”
Gilded looked up at her with a dark glare. Bovir tensed slightly, reaching for hisbroadsword should the earth pony do anything foolish. After a moment Gilded looked back at the map.
“It’s a sound plan,” he said,” Myself and my ponies will eb able to decide what to do from there. We will ore than likely make for Earthborn territory.”
“Why don’t ye an’ yer merry band join us,” Crashing said. He grabbed the mug beside him and drained it of the whiskey inside. Withy a satisfied sigh he slammed it down,” Ye look like a capable warrior lad so why not ‘elp us with bringin’ down Moon an’ Stars.”
Gilded looked at the alicorn, an uncertain look in his eyes,” Some of the ponies with me may join you but I don’t believe it would be my place to. As well I would prefer not to work with a,” he grimaced,” Unicorn.”
“Holding a grudge I see,” Softstep said. Her tone was scathing and her eyes disapproving.
“You wouldn’t understand filly. I and my ponies were at their mercy. We were no better than dogs in their eyes. So I won’t want to deal with any more for a while.”
Crosswinds’ wings flared in anger and he made to reach across the table to give Gilded a piece of his mind and a piece of his hoof while he was at it but Softstep held up a hoof stopping any rash action.
“Actually I do understand,” she stood up and pulled her caot up, revealing her flank. Where her cutie marks would have been a burn was instead see. Her marks had been burned off. “I was a slave before I was taken under Crashing’s care.” Her voice stayed even and calm but her eyes bored into Gilded promising to kill should he speak. “I was a slave most of my life and I have more reason than most to hate unicorns, so don’t you dare say I don’t understand. I’ve been used, abused, and made no better than a dog just like you.”
“Forgive me I didn’t know-“
“Of course ye didn’t know mate,” Crashing said, leveling a glare of his own at the earth pony,” Cuase ye didn’t bloody well think an’ this be comin’ from me. Equestria is a shadow of what it used ta be. You’ve got all th’ races at each other’s throats fer th’ stupidest of reasons.”
“Stupidest of reasons!?” Gilded exclaimed as he slammed his forehooves on the table,” Earthborn has fought to remove the unicorn regime from Equestira.”
“Yes and you dehorn unicorns while you’re at it,” Bovir said with an accusing tone,” That is just as cruel as what Moon and Stras is doing.”
“It is to ensure the unicorns can be contained,” Gilded argued turning his glare to Bovir,” We don’t clap them in irons and take away everything that makes them a pony.”
“So what about me mate,” Crahsing hissed through clenched, razor sharp teeth,” Ye think takin’ me horn will contain me or my other kin fer that matter. What about Celestia and Luna? If they returned would ye ask that their horns be removed cuase I can guaranty mate Ye’ll be ash th’ second they question leaves yer muzzle.”
Gilded flinched away from the alicorn. The other captains at the table shared his glare, each looking ready to kill him. That is when he noticed the strong bond they all shared. Each of a different race. He ahd let his anger and pride get in the way. He still hated unicorns, especially after his time as a slave but he needed to get his group to safety and if it meant he would have to travel with a few unicorns then so be it.
“Forgive my barsh statement,” Gilded said,” I was not thinking. I will take my leave now.” He exited the tent much to the groups surprise.
“Bloody fool,” Crosswinds grunted.
“I agree my friend,” Bovir sighed.
“Aye,” Crashing nodded,” Well mates go ahead an’ let th’ resat of th’ crews know what th’ plan is. We start for Manehatten come first light tomorrow.”
Astral Spectrum looked at his counsel with a swell of pride, ten unicorns in all and the finest mages in the southern region.
Pointblink, a maroon mare with a bright pink mane, stood at his side. She was his apprentice and one of the few unicorns in Equestria to fully master teleportation. She had even improved on the art.
“We will begin hunting down an alicorn tonight my fellow mages,” Astral said as he addressed his council,” Do not be fooled this one is neither of the Sister’s and is to be considered highly dangerous,” His gaze moved across the ponies before him waiting for any sign of doubt at his words. Satisfied that he saw none Astral continued,” We will be working with Commander Shatterhoof’s finest warriors to bring this alicorn down. Any questions?”
One unicorn stepped forward. His fur was pale silver and his body slim, almost feminine.
“Sir, will we be recapturing the escaped slaves or will they be put to death on spot?” he asked his voice emotionless.
“Our top priority is the alicorn, Magister Vector,” Astral smirked,” We will kill everyone save for him.”