Ridley + Asmo = ???

Nightshade laughed.
"Okay, I'll admit I had wondered about that one. Let's see... eleven... I think that was the year I tried to stare down a cockatrice.
I lost, needless to say."

 

"Huh. You've got me beat for that year. Worst I did was try to fight a hydra. My dad showed up and finished it off, but I got few good hits in.
Hmm... when I was thirteen, I made a suit of shed dragon scales and tried to walk through lava. It worked... for about ten seconds.
My grandfather pulled me out before I was burned too badly."

 

"It all got a little boring after that. My dad decided to start really pushing my Guard training, so I couldn't get away with anything too crazy for the next couple of years."

 

"After that came the Junior Guard... mostly community service and more training... then the Royal Guard Academy.
Only the best are chosen for Night Guard training at the Academy, and with my scores..."

She sighed.
"Of course, it didn't really matter in the end."

 

"It's fine. But I think I'm tired of telling you my life story for the moment, so let's talk about you."

 

"How about just telling me what you feel like I should know? We've only known each other for a day and a half, and I really don't know much about you."

 

"I have no idea how a Bat 'should' sleep. My dad isn't really pure Bat, and he tends to sleep outside.
My mom vanished when I was filly... probably dead... so my dad raised me.
I've also been injured quite a few times, but I've been trained to ignore it. No scars, though.
I'm actually bi, but I haven't really done a lot of dating.
Stallions rights activists annoy me. Of course stallions are equal. Just because we're led by mares doesn't mean that stallions are being oppressed, so I wish they'd quit whining.
And it's perfect natural to be attracted to a Pegasus mare, because we're awesome."

 

Nightshade was unsure of what to say, so she randomly blurted out the first thing that popped into her head.
"I broke Prince Blueblood's nose."

 

"I'd been with the Night Guard for a little over a year, and I'd pretty much shot through the ranks.
And I earned every damn promotion I got, too.
Anyway, a reporter called Idle Gossip got in touch, said he wanted to run a story about the 'rising star' in the Guard.
He seemed nice enough, so I did the interview, and didn't think much of it... until I read the story.
His paper, the Canterlot Tattletale, was just a gossip rag.
He distorted, misquoted, and flat-out lied about everything I said, and claimed that I was just a dangerously inexperienced little filly who only got my post because of my father.
I became a laughingstock. I was one of the best Night Guards to ever come out of the academy, and I was being treated like a spoiled child.
I did my best to put up with it, until the day I was assigned guard duty in the throne room."

She shook her head angrily.
"He recognized me from the paper. He called me a fraud in front of everypony!
Something inside of me just snapped.
I hit him in his stupid, smug face and walked out.
I left Canterlot on the next train, and ended up in Ponyville."

 

"Celestia wasn't even mad. Said we could just forget the whole thing if I'd just apologize."
She laughed bitterly.
"But I refused. I signed away my commission, my rank... everything I'd worked for my whole life... and I didn't even care.
I just felt... empty. Like a part of me had died.
It was just so damned unfair! That bucking reporter took away everything that I'd spent my whole life working for!"