The Nova of the North

There is a legend among the snowy unicorn herd of the Frozen North. A blind zebra born with future-sight had shared her vision with the corrupt chieftain, whom had feared a coming rebellion. "In the cold two ponies breed, the gentle mare given seed, born a colt born to lead, to destroy the ones on weak they feed. Colored away from the norm, save a mare in dire storm, blinding light of his horn, strongest blaze given form. From the ice he arise, a burning stare from his eyes, save the herd buried in lies, beware dear chief, for your demise." From this day on, the chieftain took the most terrible precaution one so sinister could conjure, he began to systematically slaughtering each of the male foals that were not born with white fur and the purple manes of nobility or the pale blue manes of the commoners, this practice was carried on through every set of chieftains for the last five centuries.

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A dashing young pegasus stallion with dark blue fur, an even darker blue mane, and bright orange eyes was standing in a room with a beautiful young unicorn mare. The mare had white fur and an icy pale mane that flowed long in a braid tied to her tail in a knot, every so often, pale rainbow highlights glimmering in their luster.

"Lightning," Said the mare, " I think -" She took a deep breath "-I think that I might be pregnant".

Lightning had hesitated, " That's great Aurora! ..." He had stayed quiet, unsure what to say.

"Aren't you excited?" Aurora questioned, "You're going to have a child, something part of you and me... You don't seem very excited".

"It's just a lot to put on my plate."

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Several months later, Aurora gave birth to a bright orange unicorn. Lightning Spark and her stared in terror at the child that lay before them.

"I-t's okay dear," Aurora testified, "I can change his colors! Th-they won't take our baby, I promise, they will never know." She demonstrated her special talent, changing the color of the child from orange to white, with the generic pale icy blue.

"Yeah... Okay, I trust you dear" Lightning Spark looked at the child "We can do this together."

"He has your eyes... Hot and warm,Let's name him Hot Spark" Aurora replied.

"So he does, Hot Spark it is." Lightning gave a seemingly warm smile.

That night, the pegasus had left Aurora and Hot Spark to fend for themselves, with not a trace other than a note by Aurora's side of his confessions, how he knew he wouldn't be a good father, how he was not going to see her again.