Rise of Talamad

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"4 Years Ago"

I was ready, definitely. I knew Nightmare Moon was going to break out, yeah, I read the books.

My skills in fighting are extraordinary. Try me, send an army of thousands, I'll be the last stallion standing.

I wouldn't call it cheating, but I was born with a special talent that rises above all others. No one could ever mimic, not a thing you can just put hard work, blood, and sweat into to achieve.

I can switch between a Pegasus and a Unicorn, but not an Alicorn.

But whatever.

I knew where Nightmare Moon was going to be, and at which exact moment. I hid under a broken floorboard, and waited, and waited, for about an hour and a half.

Until Nightmare Moon came.

"Where the hell do you think your going?" I used magic to teleport out of my hiding spot, "and what have you done with Celestia?"

She just laughed, not intimidated in any way, "You're a very special pony, aren't you, Talamad?"
"How do you know my name?"
"I know everybody's name,"
"Enough conversation," I charged her.

Nightmare sidestepped, the most instinctive move, for which I was prepared for. My wings grew out immediately with the vanishing of my horn, and I drafted to the direction of which she sidestepped, and side hoofed her face. A good hard smack on the head, enough to kill any regular pony.

I followed with a buck in the liver, and put her head between my hind legs before she fell, and attempted to crack her neck, but she was more prepared than I thought. Her strength was immense, more than I thought. Nightmare Moon plucked me easily, and dangled in the air.

I was about to counter, when a flash of pink erupted and encased my vision.

When I opened my eyes, I wasn't in the ruined room with Nightmare Moon anymore, I was at the bottom of some cliff hedge. I was looking up, at the dark purple night sky, until some big white shape flew into view; Celestia. I heard the shouts and screams of Nightmare Moon, and some other ponies I didn't recognize, a brilliant flash of light, then all was silent.

"Around 1 Year Later"

I faced the Draconequus, face to face. We had nothing to say. He knew that I was going to stop him, I knew what I had to do.

I would usually play offensive first strike, but that's not how I was gonna tackle the situation. Discord wasn't prepared, not one bit, but some feeling in my gut told me that he would anticipate every single one of my moves. So I waited.

We stared at each other for the next 10 minutes. The expression on his face sickened me to the core; calmness.

I got bored of the defense-best-offense strategy, and charged him. My grey hooves clacking one after the other. I had no idea where to hit. Discord's a unique species, for which I know no weak spots, and he's sitting down, which makes it difficult to aim at the common pressure points. The chair he was sitting in was made entirely out of gold. If I missed, I risked breaking my hooves. So I went with instinct.

I was trained at jumping, a 14 foot length, 8 foot high leap from one ledge to the other, 5000 times. I still had the bruises from my many falls.

I leaped, with the help of my wings, and aimed my front hooves at Discord's horns, in a attempt to grab them, and put him into a headlock.

Right before I got him, he wasn't there anymore, and I fell face first into the soft soil.

I could hear Discord's maniacal laughter behind me, "You have to try better than that!"

I got up, and dusted off my cutie mark; two grey wings and a horn sprouting in between them. I didn't believe in voodoo and shit, but I still trusted that my mark brought me luck. I charged again, this time, landing a blow on his nose. Not the horns I was aiming for, but still progressing.

I grabbed the back of the chair, and swung around to kick him in the chest, knocking Discord out of his golden chair, for which he teleported right back into before he hit the ground.

"I've had enough of you," he said.
"How could you have had enough? It was only two hits," I returned back, and grew my horn, and attempted to stab Discord to how close a God to come to death.

I managed to get a single good poke on this stomach, but no more, as he swatted me away with a good hard smack. I got up, and was ready to fight some more, when I realized he wasn't facing me anymore, and was talking to a group of ponies, which whom I recognized.

"Damn it, Celestia, why the fuck do they always have to steal my thunder?" I stormed off, but not before I saw them turn Discord back into stone with the same rainbow waterfall attack thingy.

Mother Fuckers.