Anyone who wanted me to do a different Fan Fiction, I am sorry, I just decided to do this one so I hope you still like it… But, I promise, I‘m going to do more than one Fan Fiction, so if you want I can do your favorite next time. Here is the first chapter of my sixth fan fic idea. The first part of it I just copied from the book, but then it seperates.

Star took a deep breath. “What did you want to speak to me about?”

Silverlake resumed walking, but now she turned her head and looked at Star. Her eyes were also wet with tears. “You’re growing up, Star, and your stallion blood is coursing through your veins. Can you feel it?”

Star nodded He’d noticed new desires developing --- his sudden interest in battle and a calling to return home, to his birthland. “The feelings are powerful,” he admitted.

“It’s normal, Star. It’s all part of growing up.” Silverlake swished at the mosquitos troubling her. They were near a shallow creek where the annoying bugs thrived in large colonies. “And I’ve been watching you train. I think you’re well suited for battle.”

Star pricked his ears, and his chest puffed with pride.

“But I don’t think you should attempt it.”

Star’s ears dropped. “Why?”

“For three reasons. First, I don’t think you’ll like it. It’s not the thrilling thing the warriors pretend it is.”

“Thrilling?” Star huffed. “No one pretends that.” But the truth was, the yearlings were all excited and scared, which was kind of thrilling, and Star was one of them.

Silverlake ignored his comment. “Second, you might be tempted, or forced, to use your starfire --- and then Nightwing will know exactly where you are.”

Star tossed his long forelock out of his eyes. “No. I won’t use it.”

Silverlake narrowed her eyes. “You can’t promise that. In the heat of battle, warriors react; they don’t think.”

Star grunted, but he couldn’t argue, having never been in battle.

“Third, if we lose, you’ll be delivered to Nightwing, and the winning steed will make a pact with him.”

“I won’t let them turn me in,” Star whinnied, thinking of his head and knowing what they planned to do with it. “I’ll blast any steed who tries it.”

Silverlake exhaled. “See, that just proves my point. If you use your starfire, then we’re back to reason number two: Nightwing will be able to locate you, and you’ll undo everything Morningleaf has done to keep you safe. You’ll end up captured. But my point is, you can’t be captured if you’re gone.”

“Gone? What do you mean?”

“I think you should leave Anok.”

“What?” Star’s taut wings collapsed at his sides. “Leave Anok?”

Silverlake nodded.

“No, I can't do that. I’ve been training. I know how to fight.”

Silverlake walked close to him and pressed her forehead against his. Star leaned into her, smelling her long-familiar scent.

“Yes, but you’ll grow stronger in time,” she said. “And then you can return, but for now I think you should go.” Star reared away from her, his heart thudding. His starfire flared deep inside him, and he spun in a circle, outrage searing his veins. His hide sparkled, and Silverlake’s eyes rounded. But what if Silverlake was right? Nightwing was much more experienced with the starfire than Star was, having been living alone for 400 years. If Star returned in 400 years, and didn’t sleep as much as Nightwing had, then he could become stronger than him.

“Please calm down,” She whispered, trying to soothe him. “This is only to protect you.”

Star opened his mouth to speak and a spark fell to the soil, sizzling a dry pine needle. He tried to retract it, because he couldn’t let his nerves get on him.

“Please,” Silverlake nickered, waving her wings.

Star calmed and sagged. “I don’t want to abandon my herd,” he said. “That’s betrayal, right?”

“It isn’t if it’s to save us.”

Star gave her a skeptical look.

“Fine. It’s not to save us. . . It’s to save you and the future pegasi of Anok.”

Star was sad but saw that she was right. Nightwing was much, much stronger than him. How could he defeat him? By leaving and coming back a stronger stallion, maybe? There was a long pause.

Star hesitated. “Okay. I’ll do it.”

Silverlake’s eyes rounded, surprised he listened to her. “Thankyou.” She spread her wings and hugged him. He hugged her back, and tears overwhelmed his eyes.

“When should I leave?”

“I think you should leave once you eat and drink a little. I don’t suggest saying goodbye to Morningleaf,” She said.

Star gasped. “No. . . No. . .” Star paused. “Why?”

“Because if you say bye to her, the Ice Warriors or the Black Army might see you leave, and then they will tell Nightwing you left, leaving us defenseless to him. When you leave, our only defense is that he doesn’t know where you are but thinks you’re where we are.”

“I can’t not say bye to Morningleaf!”

“You must. We need more time to prepare for Petalcloud’s and Frostfire’s armies.”

“What’s the point of preparing for them if you know Nightwing will imprison you either way?” Then Star knew. Even though he was going to leave, Silverlake didn’t want the pegasus army in the trap to submit to Nightwing without a fight. And doing this would protect Morningleaf too.

“All right, well, I guess this is goodbye, then.” Star’s wings collapsed at his sides, and just then he realized how painful this would be. He was leaving Morningeleaf, Brackentail, Silverlake, Bumblewind, Echofrost, Dewberry, his whole herd, and all the other herds behind. Everyone who had risked their lives to protect him. And he felt guilty, but at least he could still save their descendants. Silverlake made no attempt to hide her sadness, even though she was generally a stoic pegasus.

“Bye,” she whinnied, and gave him one last hug. They both cried, and Star knew that the longer he waited, the more painful it would be. Star looked at her for the last time, turned around, walked slowly and then cantered away. He did not look back, but he could feel Silverlake’s heartbroken eyes on him. When Star got back to where his friends were, he slowed to a walk again and saw Bumblewind and Dewberry grazing. They looked at him and nickered hello, but it was too painful for him to say anything. He would never talk to them again, so he might as well start now. So he continued walking, paying no attention to them or anyone else. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Bumblewind and Dewberry shrug, thinking he didn’t hear them. Then Redfire stepped up to where he used to stand and called his students back from break. Star was one of them. If I want to leave without anyone noticing, I can’t be out here, he thought. So he broke into a quiet gallop, disappearing into the trees. Once he was a safe distance away, tears formed in his eyes and he was running so fast that they blew in the wind. He would never see his friends again. Never. The word was more distressing then the fact he would live forever. Forever and never were like opposites. The trees rushed past him, and once he was close to the edge of the trap, his wings buzzed, craving flight. Finally he galloped out and the trap burst open, leaving the sky unblocked and free for Star to fly. He had been crying ever since Silverlake told him he should leave, and yet his eyes never seemed to run out of tears. Star spread his wings mid-gallop and reared, pushing himself up. When he was high in the sky, he did look back. He saw the Trap shrinking, and at the same time Star left his loyal friends behind. He felt terrible. I’m doing this to save everyone, he thought. But the feeling was too horrific to think about, so he shoved it into the back of his mind as much as he could, but he couldn’t stop the tears, and he didn’t try to. He turned his head away from the forest, and looked ahead into the sky, and into his new future. If he was going to cross an ocean, he should cross the ocean east of the interior of Anok --- No one talked much about this ocean, but Star knew it was real. It had to be. There had to be another ocean past the interior, right? Of course. Mossberry had told him a few legends about this ocean, the Sea of Sunrise, and he didn’t remember them much, except for one. She’d said the ocean was covered with mystery. No pegasus had crossed it before. It was the sea the sun rose in, yet it was cloaked with secrets.

Well, Star would cross it. He would be the first pegasus to.

And so, powered by the embers ever-burning inside him, he rocketed forward toward the Interior of Anok, and the ocean past it.