([A/N] This chapter will be mainly for telling our boy's past, so you'll get to find out why he let his humanity die, how he came to be the evil hero we're all coming to love, and what the hell happened to him to make him act the way he does. Keep in mind that you'll been getting the truth, while those of Equestria will be getting the ponified version. Also, you'll get to see what his clan stands for and find out just how they're different from normal humans. So please, enjoy this tale of youthful happiness, heartbreaking loss, and the undeniable lust for revenge. (There's gonna be major carnage and asskicking, you've been warned.))

Death of the Clan and Revenge

27 years ago, Earth

I was 6 at the time, turning 7 next week, when my life went straight to Tartarus. My twin sister, Saphira, named for her sapphire eyes, and I were watching another episode of MLP:FIM, the one where Discord got reformed, when our mother, named Ember, for her fire like hair, called for us to remember that we were going to the park after the show was over. "Hey Mom?" She turns to me. "Can we stop by Dad's place on the way? I want to see how the clan's doing."

She looks at me with a warm smile and pride in her eyes. "Of course sweetie, keep that up and you'll be Clan Chief in no time."

"YAAAY!!! We get to see Daddy!!" Saphira adored our dad, being the head of the clan was, by no means, easy.

The Chief had to be ready for a fight at all times, either from our enemies, or from some idiots that want the title of Clan Chief. You see, if an opponent defeats the chief in combat, then he/she will be the new chief. However, Dad, nicknamed Death's Wall, is no pushover, seeing as how he's been Clan Chief for 18 years, most don't go as far as four years before being dethroned. But there's always some motherfuckers that's trying to ice skate uphill. What they get is a MAJOR can of 'KICK YOUR ASS!'. One time two idiots tried to challenge him for the throne, while he was having a bad day.

Now, my dad is the most patient man you'll ever meet, like, where most will snap and go on killing spree from the stress, he doesn't even sweat. But that just makes him all the more terrifying. So when Tweedledum and Tweedledee challenged Dad, well, let's just say he got a much needed venting. The rest of the clan spent 7 hours trying to dislodge their heads from each other's asses. Dad was very happy for the rest of that day.

We stopped by, just like Mom promised, and we were greeted by a very close friend mine, "Big Brother!!" I ran to him and he met me halfway. We embraced each other in a warm but tight hug, "I thought you weren't coming back till next week, what's up?"

"Well, Dad said he'd tell me when we were at the party next week, so I don't really know." My brother was one month and 12 days older than me, so we became very close friends and always had each others backs.

"Well, we were just going to check on the clan, wanna come with?" I ask, mostly for Saphira, because she had a big crush on him.

Now I know what your thinking, so let me clear that up. We are brothers, but not by blood, Saphira and I were already a year old when Mom and Dad met, so he's our stepbrother, but I see him as a blood bound brother, we even did a blood ritual at age 5 when we wanted to make it offical, in secret of course, if the adults knew, we'd get a good clobbering. Saphira, on the other hand, had slowly developed a crush on him and confided in me. I told her that I'd keep it a secret until she says otherwise, and even help her get with him. She was so happy when I said that, I thought nothing was more adorable than her.

"Sure, why not. I've been wanting to see my bro and sis for a while now anyway, so it's cool." We did a brofist and went inside.

The interior was like a mid-evil castle, majestic, but dark, just the way the clan likes it. We came to main chamber where Dad was waiting. "DADDY!!!" Saphira ran to him like her butt was on fire and crashed right into his chest, from when he knelt down to scoop her up.

"HEY, SAFFY, HOW'S MY BABY GIRL!!!" Dad picked her up and started to toss her in the air, her giggling the whole time, and he with a big grin. Mom cleared her throat to let him know that we were still here and waiting. "Heh, sorry honey, I just wasn't expecting to see any of you till next week, so I guess I got carried away." He had a really sheepish look on his face, along with a tint of red.

"That's ok, we were heading to the park, but a certain someone wanted to see you and check on the clan." She says while looking at me, smiling playfully. "So we stopped by for a visit."

Dad looks at me with half lidded eyes and a big grin, "Oh, reeeeeaaaaaally?"

He puts Saphira down and walks over to me, "So you wanted to see me huh? Well..." Faster than I could blink, Dad already has me on the ground, tickling the ever living shit out of me.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...DAD *HUFF* I *HUFF* CAN'T BREATH *HUFF* HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" That ass just kept tickling me, that is until Big Brother came to the rescue, tackling dad.

"I GOT HIM BRO, COME HELP ME BEFORE HE GETS ME NEXT!!!" I waste no time and leap into the dog-pile, me and my brother tag-teaming Dad in a heap. "Yeah, not so tough now, are ya?!?!" We counterattacked by getting him in his weak points. He could barely breath he was laughing so hard.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, OKOKOKOK UNCLE, UNCLE!!!"

"NO MERCY FOR THE OLD MAN!!!" Bro bellowed.

"HAHAHAHA, OH IT'S ON NOW!!!" That's when Dad turned the tables on us, he swung his large arms around us, pinning our arms to our sides, and picked us up like we were two grocery bags. "Hey, that's cheating, Dad!!"

"So is double teaming me, but you didn't see me pointing it out."

Dad, being the ass only he can be at times, he just dropped us to the floor, we scurried the fuck away, otherwise we might get caught again, laughing as we did so. "Well, the clan's been doing ok, before you ask." I get off the ground, walk over to him and give him a tight hug.

"It's great to see you again, do you think I'll be able to do the ritual soon?"

"Maybe, we'll have to wait till after your birthday party next week."

The ritual, a step that all those in the clan must take at one point in their lives, is a life changing event, in which a blood ritual(different from the one my brother and I did) binds us to our destined spirit partner. Let me explain, our clan is closely related to the Native Americans, but instead of representing a spirit animal, we become our spirit animal, keeping our human forms, but gaining the combat skill of whatever our animal is. We just call ourselves The Clan, but the humans we protect call us lycanthropes, thinking we're monsters. We don't care if they think that way, we keep them safe from all forms of danger. A perfect example, whenever you hear of a vigilante, 98% of the time, that's one of us.

"Ok then, we'll see next week then Dear?" Mom asked.

"Wouldn't miss it, even if the devil himself broke down the front door!"

"I'm gonna stay here, catch up on some training I missed." My brother waved us off as we headed to the park.

We spent several hours there, the sun hadn't set yet, "Ok, let's wrap it up, we need to head home now." Our mom called for us.

I had to ask."Hey mom, is it all right if I say a little longer, just to till the stars come out?" I give my best puppy dog eyes, and Mom caves.

"*SIGH* Alright, but be careful, I don't want you tripping and hurting yourself." She gives me a stern gaze, I just nodded. She and Saphira head home, while I wait for the stars to come out.

15 minutes after sunset, I was just getting home. I noticed that the lights were out, so I thought they were asleep, that is, until I saw the door wide open. Feeling a sick knot in my stomach, I quietly rushed inside. What I saw would haunt me for the rest of my life. My mother, laying on the floor, blood pooling around her head, white fluids at the base of her legs, the stench of 'alone time' like when Mom and Dad would want to be 'alone'. I check her body, it was cold as ice. Then I hear the banging of walls, and it was coming from Saphira's room! I run, not caring anymore if I make noise, and break down the door. There, I see the thing that unleashes the beast inside.

Three men, holding my sister down and raping her in all possible openings.

Then next thing I see, is red.

I leapt at the closest dead man, and sink my teeth in his throat, while I dug my fingers in his eyes. He tries to shake me off, but I'm not letting go. His buddies try to help, but with the first mans swinging and my flailing legs, they can't get close. Finally, my first victim falls dead due to blood loss, and I'm ready for round two.

Only two left. They both charge at me, believing that my first kill was just a fluke and dumb luck.

They were about to be proven dead wrong.

I dive between the left's legs and shot my legs out to the back of his knees, causing him to drop to them. I then move to his throat and rip it out with my right hand. The last man standing, seeing I'm not just some scared kid, tries to get away.

Tries being the word of the hour.

He runs past me, but I'm one step ahead of him, as I latch on to his legs and put a death grip on them, making him fall. He lands face first into the floor, he flips over and sees the bloodlust and hate in my eyes. He begs for his worthless life, but I can't hear him, all I can hear is the beast demanding his blood.

So I give it blood.

I shove my hand through his rib cage and find his heart, all while looking into his eyes. I feel it pumping faster and faster as my hand squeezes tighter. I finish him by ripping out his heart very slowly, while making him watch. I pull harder and could feel the veins and arteries snap and tear off as I pull it out of his chest. Until finally, it's out for the world to see, and with a final yank, the heart is in my hand, no longer connected to that pathetic excuse for a human.

I throw the heart away as I run to Saphira, hoping against hope she's still alive. I shouldn't have dared hoped. A huge gash adorned her side, bleeding slowly from lack of blood. I knelt down, tears flowing from my eyes, and picked up her head gently like a infant. "S-s-saphira, come on, you'll be ok, ok?"

"*cough* big brother? Why is it so cold, and dark?"

"You're outside, you fell asleep on the way home, and hit your side on a rock, but you'll be fine."

"Big Brother, it hurts...it hurts down there." She tears up, she knows what happened, "I..I..I wanted him to do it, but now...." She trails off and I know what she's planning,

"NO! You'll get better and go on a date with him and get married and have kids and grow old and have grandkids and-" She stops me before I can continue.

"I'm sorry big brother, I should've fought back, but..."

"Don't you talk like that!! You'll be fine, do you hear me?!" She then smiles at me, even though she can't see.

"You were the bestest best big brother ever...*cough*...I love you, now and always....."

"And you are the bestest best little sister ever, and I love you and we're going to get you fixed up, ok?"

She didn't answer. "Saphira?"

She remained silent. "Saphira?!"

Her head tapped softly against my chest. "SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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I set the house on fire after burying Mom and Saphira together, then I run to the only place where I have a home now.

The Clan.

But it seems that, whatever gods truly ruled this world, they have a twisted and sick sense of humor. When I got there, there were no lights, and the stench of blood filled the air. Ignoring all the voices in my head, telling me to run away, I instead run inside, to find my father. As I run down the hall, I notice that even though the smell of blood fills the air, there are no bodies of any kind. I keep running, until I come up to the doors to the main chamber.

I open the doors and immediately wish I hadn't. All over the room, bodies are plastered on the floor, pinned to the walls even one stuck to the ceiling. Swords and arrows litter the room, but one sight catches my attention. "FATHER!!!" I ran to him, already knowing it's too late, but I pray that I can save him. Turns out, praying is just a way to kill time, because when I got to him, he was close to death.

He looked to me, seeing me for the first time. "Son....you're.....alive?" He smiled, his head resting in my lap. "Thank the spirits, at least you're safe."

I began crying again. "Dad, their dead, mom and Saphira. They're both dead."

His face darkened in anger and pain. "You know who did it?"

I looked to him, anger in my own eyes. "They're dead now. I killed them." I spoke with ice water in my voice.

He looked shocked for a moment, but relaxed. "I see, then you have tasted the power inside you?" I nodded. "Then, I have nothing left to teach you. The ritual will grant you true control over it, but you must allow it inside." He stopped and I waited for him to say more, but he never did. He only said one last thing.

"Never forget, you are my son, regardless of blood. The clan and I will always be with you. I...love you....my boy...." He went quiet.

His body went cold before long, but he had a peaceful look on his face. I could tell, he could finally rest after all these years. "Why...why did this have to happen, what did we do to deserve this? TELL MEEEEEEEE!!!!!" I roar at the gods, the gods that allowed this injustice to happen.

While venting my anger at the heavens, the blood of my father started to swirl and converge on me. By time time I realize it, the blood already had me. I started to struggle, only to end in vain. The blood enters my mouth, burning my insides as it goes down my throat. Then, when all the blood has gone down, my body starts to feel warm, then it gets hot and hotter, until my body could take no more.

My body felt like an explosion as the heat shot out of my body like a pulse wave. When it was over, I felt an almost overwhelming power coming from my body. I turned to see a mirror, and saw that my baby blue eyes became blood red and draconic.

I then knew what just happened. The ritual.

"Father must have known that I would come, so he set this up." I then searched my mind, just like the elders taught me to do when I finally reached this level. I keep looking, then I found what I was looking for.

A spirit animal, my spirit animal, and better still, it's a direwolf, a spirit of the most powerful of wolves, and I have it. It feels my pain, and not only that, but it beats the beast in me into submission, so I'll be able to call upon it when ever I wish. The spirit comforted me, then I cried more and harder than before.

After calming myself down the best I can, I set fire to the manor that the clan used as a base and gave them an honorary send off to the Forest of Paradise. "Clan Chief Raksha, you and your clan have fought for the innocent and the just and died in battle, and as such, you'll be given entry to the Forest of Paradise, where the hungry will never starve, the weary will never tire, the lover will never leave, rest now, for you, just as many before you, have earned it." I wipe what tears remain and depart, planning my revenge.

Present, Ponyville

"And for 12 years, I was hunting down the bastards that took my life from me, intent on returning the favor, 1000 fold." I sit in my seat, my eyes dry from having used all my tears on that day. I listened to the weeping from behind the window, at least one pony in there was bawling, if the wails were any indication. I raised my head to see that the three girls were crying pretty badly themselves.

"How...how could anypony suffer like that and remain sane?" Twilight asked nopony, but I answered anyway.

"Revenge is a powerful motivator. You'd be surprised by how many survive by the desire of vengeance alone." I said plainly, earning astonished looks from the mares.

The door opened and Celestia and Luna walked in with Shining, who looked at me guiltily, with the other mane six following. I noticed that both sisters wore the exact same dress that hugged their luscious frames, but were the polar opposite from each other. Celestia's was white with gold trimmings and light sunset red highlights, giving the impression of a sunrise or a sunset. Luna's, on the other hand, looked like the night sky itself. It had silver trimmings and white dots to resemble stars. I also noticed that Luna was slightly shorter than Celestia, but not by much, maybe a couple of inches.

Celestia spoke first. "You abandoned your name as a result of that day?" I nodded. "I am surprised, in our peaceful land, something as evil as this had happened."

"In truth, it didn't happen in Equestria, it was another country, whose name I've forgotten." I corrected her.

Luna walked up to me and, with a little pain in her voice, asked me. "Is that why you served me when I was Nightmare Moon? Did I promise you vengeance against those that wronged you?" She looked like she was ready to breakdown right there. I just stared at her, still hiding my eyes. She slowly wrapped her arms around my neck and squeezed lightly.

I took in the hug, but I didn't lean into it. I will not become weak from kindness, from anypony. Luna soon broke off and backed away. Shining came up to me next. "Hey listen, I'm really sorry, about earlier. It's just, well, I know where you're coming from with the sister bit. I would know what I'd do if something like that happened to Twilight." He reached out a hand, but pulled it back. "Oh, right, still shackled. Let me get that for you."

Before he could undo my restraints, I stood up and ripped my lags out of the chains that held them together and snapped the cuffs on my wrists, surprising everypony. I looked at them and grinned, showing my fangs and eyes finally. "For the record, I could have done that anytime I wanted, but waited till we were on the same page." I told them, them still slack-jawed from my feat of strength.

I turn to the princesses. "So, you wanted to talk. Well, let's talk."

Author's Note

What do you think of the new story so far. I know some parts were changed a little while some weren't at all, but those were the good parts. Plus, it helps not having to rewrite the whole chapter. Let me know what you think.

Stay brony my friends.