Orangebolt walked in a found a chair he could sit on, and he sat down. "So, your snow?" He asked the Unicorn.
She nodded, "That's me, I saves the lives of the royalty that day. Sadly my powers weren't good enough without any warning to save everypony. So instead I did a spell that would help protect at least Few ponies, I guess you guy's are the only ones that worked."
"Snow when you get a chance I want to talk to you in private," says Rashall walking off into one of the corners.
"What did your spell do to our memories?" Silver blurted out. She knew it was rude to pry on somepony the moment you meet them, especially when they were in private conversation, but she couldn't help it. "Who's consent did you have to meddle with our thoughts? My mind is like dirty water right now: attempting to clear it just unsettles more dirt. What is this!?"
"That wasn't me. The mind cannot handle the sight of thousands dieing around it so it wipes itself clean." Snow said, "I saved your lives, nothing more, nothing less."
Snow noticed Rashall and realized he wanted to talk in private, "Excuse me." she said to the others before walking over to Rashall, "What is it Rashall."
"Do you know if the blast, whatever it was, reached the Shadowed Forest? If it didn't then I need to get there asap," says Rashall.
Snow suddenly looked haunted, "Rashall, the whole world as we know it is dead. The Mild West, Tremalion's External Kingdom, everything is dead. We have been trying to make contact with the outside ever since the incident last week, but to no avail. Don't fret! There's probably plenty of survivors!" she said the last part with extremely fake optimism, "Your people are remarkably resislant, I suspect that a pretty good number of them are still alive, they just need somepony to confirm they can come out."
"I have an idea of three places in the Shadowed Forest that would have escaped unharmed because of the wards surrounding them, one of which is my home. As soon as we can I would like to check them out," says Rashall.
Rashall looks at Snow before saying, "Lets just say I have an obligation to protecting the innocent and that my title is in a very high place."
Snow nodded, "Yes I know, you've told me before. But I guess you don't remember it. Now, I have to go discuss with the royal four to try to find out how we can get your memories back." she got up and right as she left, she turned her head and said, "Something horrible. And not just one, there was more than likely several that went off. There was three confirmed right here in Equestria."
Tim woke up from his rest and walked out. Before hearing the door slam behind him. "Hmm?" He grunted out as he pulled on the door, no luck. Sitting there he began to look around and wonder where everypony else went. Like a lost puppy in the barren wastes of an ruined abandoned town. It was apparent it was getting darker and night was approaching. "Hello?" He called out "Hello!" Another voice came "Hello? Anyone here?" "Hello! I'm here!" the voice mocked. Tim breathed a soft sigh before looking all around again for the source of the voice. Tim followed the voice to a tall tree structure. One hallowed out and inhabitable. Gazing upon the tall spectacle he began to look for a way in. He went to the door and tried to open the door, locked, not getting in that way. "Why am I even trying to get in here?" he muttered, "What important could possibly be here. For all I know i'm all alone and the others have already left me." He gave out a feint sigh. "Let's face it, even if others were here i'd be alone..." "Hey... Who are you?" a voice came from inside the building. "Hello?" Tim responded "Who are you, why are you here?" The voice called back. "Name's Tim, Can you let me in? I need somewhere to stay the night..." The door came swinging open to show a small dragon, a baby. His purple scales where halfway lit by the feint glow from inside that Tim had failed to notice earlier. His light green spikes, sharp but from the looks of it, slightly malleable. "Name's Spike, come on in, i'm waiting for a friend to get home anyway." the baby dragon had responded. Tim entered and sat at the closest table, "A Library!" He said with splendor. "Yep" Spike replied. "Spike, mind if I-?" Tim asked only to be interrupted by Spike, "Go ahead, just take good care of them." Shoving his face in the nearest book, Tim began to dissolve into the world that he had found familiar.
Snow came back after a good two hours, "I have good news and bad news." she announced to those there, "Good news is we can get your memories back, bad news is that it will be an extremely long and painful process."
"No prblem, I think all of us can handle it. What's the first step?" Said Orangebolt getting up from the chair
"One second." Snow said before disappering back behind the door and returning with Princess Celestia, Princess Luna, Prince Tremalion, and Prince Heculius. "First you need to drink this, not too much or not too little, just take a mouthful and that's it." Snow said levitating out a white potion, "It's made from White Hope concentrate."
"That's it? Easy." Orange drank the potion, first he felt nothing, like he did when he first ate the flower. Then he got a massive headache that lasted for only about 4 seconds. "Man, that potion has a bigger kick then the actual flower. Like Drinking all the coffee in the world at once."
