A/N: So for the past few days, I have been looking at a few episodes of My Little Pony: My Friendship is Magic and last night I actually had a dream about an idea for a fanfiction that I had been thinking about. I was really surprised but I was really pissed when I woke up from it for no reason. I was like "crap...so close!" LOL. Anyway I don't know if anyone really likes my little pony anymore since I started to kind of like it after a while so this is the preliminary chapter I wrote in like 20 minutes. If anyone ever read my other fanfics then they would know that I usually write like 7,000 words for every chapter of a story so this one that's like 2000 words is more like a test read to see if anyone is interested in it. It's my first My Little Pony fanfiction... and it's about LUNA! I may not be a major fan of it like some but I do know that everyone freaking loves Luna...or they just don't like Celestia...I'm not really sure anymore... :/

Anyway please at least try to read it! Enjoy!

*Ps: If any of my *ahem*...Junjou Romantic (not for children) readers come across this fanfic or see that II have published this not written a chapter for my other story since like August...I am not by any means giving up on it. In fact I wrote parts of it last night too. I just need to find a bit more information on it plus school reeeeally sucks ya know?

Anyway again...Please enjoy my storry! ^0^

The moon shone brightly in the midst of the dark night. The only light came from the full moon that was shining above, the stars keeping it company, glowing alongside it in the night sky. On the grassy and open terrain walked a lone stallion, his face carefully shielded by a dark cloak. He moved slowly, not completely sure just where he was going. The only thing he knew as the time was that he had to keep moving. It was the only way that he knew how to live. He was tired, and fatigued, yet he forced his hooves to keep walking, putting one in front of the other, making sure that he was covering as much ground as he could. He looked around him, to see the darkness that surrounded him. He was completely and utterly alone. The moment he thought this however, a light coming from out of no where shined on him. The stallion carefully looked up and saw what he believed to be the most beautiful star that he had ever seen. The most beautiful thing that he had ever seen. It was as if it was shining solely for him, telling him that he was not alone. He could feel his eyes slightly tearing up at the sight, the image of if bringing back so many memories of when he was merely a filly.

"So beautiful…..", he said in a low voice.

He suddenly could feel the tiniest spark of energy growing within him. The light from the star seemed to him filled him with some kind of unknown form of magic. He knew that he could go on, at least for a while longer. It's not like he had much choice in the matter in the first place. He slowly pulled his hood further over is silky mane and continued onwards into the night. The star shone brightly above him and he smiled, feeling as though it was keeping him company on his journey, wherever it would take him. He prayed that it would greet him with its presence for many night to come. The stallion continued to walk onwards, feeling more and more exhausted with each step he took. He knew that he needed to rest, that he needed to eat, both things in which he had not done in days. The mysterious stallion looked around him once more and once again saw nothing but empty yet rocky grassland, It would be impossible for him to sleep here but he was tired, so very tired. He suddenly felt his legs give way underneath him and he collapsed. He could not go any further, as his entire body felt drain of any energy. He had learned at a young age that leaving yourself exposed in any manner was dangerous and he was a sitting duck in such open fields but his eyes were slowly closing….and he was unsure if he would be able to open them tomorrow.

Suddenly there was a bright light above him. He tiredly opened his eyes to see that same one star shining its light on him. He opened its eyes wider. It was if the star was alive, telling him to keep moving. The stallion did not know what was happening but his body seemed to move on its own at the sight of it. He continued to walk, this time slowly altering his course so that the star would stay in his line of sight. He took much comfort in his special star that was twinkling overhead. The star itself was a beacon of light, in which he decided that he would follow. The star continued to shine, as if beckoning him to follow. As he walked on, the sky seemed to have cleared even more, giving way to an even more gorgeous night, one that he had not seen for a very, very long time. As he walked, he could feel the grass under his hooves become less outgrown, and the ground beneath him become less rough. He was no longer looking in front of him. His eyes were fixed slightly upwards upon his beautiful star.

As the hard grass beneath him suddenly gave way to soft and lush fields, he could have sworn that the star was not just floating above but that it was moving with him, leading him to somewhere he could feel safe. Even though he knew he was tired and out of energy, barely able to stand, his legs began to move faster, first as a faster walk, then canter, then as a quick trot, and then finally at a running gallop. His star continued to shine before him, seeming to move faster amongst the night sky. His strong legs hit the ground powerfully and confidently. After years of training and work, the stallion had a body that was like steel and powerfully built, one that most likely no other stallion could ever hope to compete with. He knew how to use it to his own advantage when the time came. He was running wildly now, his hood flying off his head behind him exposing his long and beautiful silver mane, He continued to gallop, streams, flowers, and rocky mountains flying behind him as he ran, But he was not thinking of what he had left behind, he would never do that. The only thing that he could think about was the star, his star, above him running away from him, possibly leaving him behind. He was not going to let it out of his sight.

Don't leave me…., he thought, staring up at the star as he ran faster, trying to keep it in view.

He seemed to run faster as each moment passed. Minutes turned to hours as he galloped, and he looked upwards at his star, and could see that sky above him shedding its darkness and giving way to a pinkish sky that would become the bright sun. As he ran, he knew that the day would have possess the right lighting that he needed to explore his surroundings and continue his journey, yet in the depths of his soul he felt that he did not want to say goodbye to the star and its beautiful night. He ran faster, desperately wanting to catch the star before the daylight burned out its beauty. Around him the sky continued to brighten.

No….., he thought to himself.

Please…..just a bit longer….., he thought.

The stallion ran faster. His dismay intensified when he saw the tip of the sun peaking out from the trees behind him. He pushed his legs faster. He felt the strong urge to not let the star leave him. He had not spent a sufficient amount of time with it. He felt kind and gentle warmth from its light that was greater than any sun that he could ever dream about. He did not want to let it leave him. Around him, beds of flowers and lush trees came into view, easing his tension as they would hide the sun's light for a little longer at least. Above him the star was becoming smaller and smaller, as if telling him that it would soon be time for them to part from one another. The sun continued to rise, shining its light around him. In one final burst of energy he followed behind the star, his eyes set on its quickly diminishing beauty and, running on what little energy he had left in his body. Suddenly he was on a lush cliff in front of a tree, but still feeling as though he would gladly jump off to join the star in the heavens. Light pooled around him. Day was breaking.

Don't go….., he thought.

As if hearing his thoughts, with its last ounce of visible light the star shone bright and rose up higher and further away from him. The stallion focused his vision carefully and saw that below the cliff was a small town. The star seemed to stay directly in front of it, as if telling him that he could possibly call that place his home. He frowned at the word. Home….It had been a very long time since he had one. With one final twinkle of farewell, the star's light dimmed and it was gone. The stallion leaned against the tree, feeling the full weight of his exhaustion. The tree was lush and full of life, with branches and fresh leaves to provide shade. Like it was made for him for this exact moment. He closed his eyes, wanting to sleep but could only think about and see the star that had shined especially for him. Something about it made him feel at ease and calm. He hoped he would find it again. For one final time the stallion opened his eyes to see a glimpse of the town before him. He knew in his heart that the star had led him to this very spot for a reason. He would have to explore the town when he woke up, this time sure that he would. He knew that him and the star would meet once again. He closed his eyes, thinking of the beautiful shining light that led him here and then drifted off to a peaceful sleep.

A/N: I hoped you all (if anyone enjoyed this chapter! Don't worry, unlike the rest of my stories I plan on making the plot progress much faster than my other stories and stay on the point! See you in the next chapter! (If anyone reads it that is O_O)