Of Elements and Valor

by LaeviG

Rating: teen
Tags: Other, Original Character, Adventure, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark
Length: 1514

The Elements of Nature used to be in balance but something has caused them to be weakened and are in danger. Harmony alone will not be able to stop the evil that is a-hoof. They will need somepony with Strength, Courage, and most importantly Valor.

This is more or less an idea that dawned on me while I was driving home one day. It is also my first fic that i'm gonna upload so be brutal in the criticism. It should be at least somewhat interesting to at least somepony. I hope.

Not quite sure what to categorize it under so i'll just wing that part. I hope you all enjoy it at least a bit and that this isn't to much like someone else's work. I have the tendency to lose track of my thoughts and something i have read.

Published 2012-02-14 11:14:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-02-14 11:14:01 UTC

A Little History Lesson

Authors note: This is basically a chapter that is gonna get everything set up for the rest of the chapters and is a very rough version and i currently don't have a proofreader so bear with me while I learn from my mistakes. So be brutal and tell me what you really think in the comments and point out my flaws. I'll love you all the more for it.

Standard disclaimer: I own nothing but the OC's the rest goes to the respective owners.

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Dragons are known to be fierce and incredibly powerful. There is one however that gained power beyond all reason. He obtained his power during the second rise of Discord. He gained godlike status the only way he had known how. Killing a god and absorbing its essence.

During the time of Discord, well before the two princesses, chaos was his domain and the Elements of Nature were under his command. Fire, Earth, Water, and Air all obeyed his commands. In a strangely humbling manner, he maintained order and balance between the elements, even if only for the selfish need to be the cause of the chaos. He also balanced the seasons and kept the weather in check. Truth be told, without Discord the world would have been torn apart by the ravaging and wild Elements. This reign of chaotic order continued for many millennia.

The two princesses however didn’t see eye to eye with the god of chaos and believed they could handle the world better than he had. With the set goal of usurping Discords rule and the Elements of Harmony at their sides they cast the god into stone. The repercussions were immediate and immense in scale. The Elements started to rebel against their new holders and each other all the same. The elements of Earth and Fire alone began to sheer the planet in two while Water and Air created storms with hurricane forces all across its surface. The two new gods had to act fast and contain the elements before there was nothing left for them to rule over.

The two princesses of sun and moon devised a plan to give the elements a physical form and contain the forces within them. The Element of Earth was given the land itself to devise a form for itself and it promptly chooses the Form of an immense Grizzly Bear. To the Element of Fire A dragons Form was molded from the molten rock and fires of the earth. Air chose a form more fitting its grace and forged the shape of a mighty griffon; Whilst Water decided on a shape that appealed to its ever-changing and flowing nature with that of a four headed hydra. These beings of magic and power were akin to gods and were considered and respected as such. They were each given a domain to call their own and were allowed to rule as they pleased.

The god of fire took his command over the fires within the earth and made home within its core. Earth reigned over the forests and plains of Equestria. Air naturally took over the skies and Water made its home in the oceans. A new balance and peace had been established and would stay as such for the rest of time. That is, Until Discord was freed from his stone prison.

While trapped in his tomb Discord had maintained a weak connection with the Elements of Nature and used these links to draw energy from the land around him. All he needed was a little bit of chaos to break the magic’s grasp on him. When it was finally supplied he took back his control of the elements and broke free from his prison, ready to rule once again with the Elements at his command. He could not however take full control back due to the now physical embodiments of the Elements maintaining a meager link to the actual elements energy. This did cause a rapid and dramatic decline in the magical power and strength of the elements.

The elements were forced to seek help from the creatures of Equestria that they were formed in the likeness of. During Discords temporary rise to power the elements were powerless and many took advantage of that fact, using the elements magic for their own selfish gain. The element of fire however was struck the hardest. He was forced to seek refuge amongst the Dragons. They happily obliged on the condition that he turn the mountains into solid diamonds and keep them all in a steady supply of gemstones. The god accepted this compromise; He really didn’t have any other options.
It was during his stay in which a younger dragon of brown scales took up an unhealthy obsession with the weakened Deity. He would badger the being of fire consistently and beg for some of the gods powers. Eventually the god grew wary of his pestering and forced the young one away. The young one was persistent however and eventually resorted to trying to steal some power and magic from the being through enchanted gemstones and amulets. The god would stop him at every venture he undertook for he may have been weak but he was still wise. After several failed attempts however the young dragon became enraged at the gods abilities and began to curse his name at every chance he got. Finally he decided that if the being was not going to give him power willingly and he couldn’t steal it he would resort to the last and most unspeakable act possible. The young one decided he was going to kill a god.

He pondered on all the possible ways that it could be done and decided that quickly and easily was going to be the best approach. So he set forth once more for the home of the fire god, this time under the cover of night. He brought with him the last tool he would ever carry in his mortal life, a dagger made out of ruby with a hilt of gold. He knew that he was either going to succeed or die. With the night as his only friend he crept silently into the home of the deity and proceeded to devise a plan

‘I could just slash his throat,’ the little one thought to himself, ‘no, he’d made to much noise. What then, could I possibly do to kill this beast?’

After much deliberation the young one decided that he would make an attempt to plant his knife at the base of the beings skull and then slash its throat for good measure. He climbed on the sleeping Dragons back and took a few moments to admire the beings powerful form. He drew his knife from its home at his side and proceeded to position himself for his strike. It was quick and decisive; the blade plunged into the god’s skin. The being let out a quick gasp and fell limp for the last time. The young one finished of his set plan by drawing the blade across its neck. The young blood crazed dragon stepped down from his perch and began to lap up his kill’s blood. He had had his fill and sat back waiting patiently for something to change.
Several moments passed and he became impatient

“Why hasn’t anything changed yet, I thought I would at least feel a little-“

He was cut off as a glowing tendril of magic snaked its way across the ground in his direction. It stopped just short of his feet before rising into the air and bobbing like a cobra ready to strike. It promptly leapt straight for the center of his chest. He began to howl in pain as the energy coursed through every fiber of his being. The tendril lifted him off the ground a few inches and continued to pour energy into the little dragon’s body. A passing dragon overheard the screaming and came rushing in.

“Sir are you…” The dragon paused as he took in the scene before him.

“YOU LITTLE WHELP, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE” Screamed the dragon.

The magic tendril dropped the little dragon and he spoke in a voice that seemed neither near nor far, but all encompassing.

“I got the power I deserved, and Barzul always gets what he wants”

Barzul let out a blast of energy and sent the new guest into the far wall with a resounding crunch. The broken form collapsed to the ground and the little dragon let loose a loud roar.

“Hm… I wonder what other new powers I got”

He let loose a bolt of lightning from his claw and blasted a wall off of the building.

“Oh, I quite like that one. I wonder…”

Barzul took a in a very deep breath and released it with a shower of flame and molten rock

“Hahaha, I do believe I’m going to enjoy this new me.”

With his new powers at his disposal he set out to make a name for himself, by whatever means necessary.