Tales of Equestria

Tales of Equestria

                         Written by Gamekidd

                                                        Prologue: Between a Couple of Mountains

                                                                                                       and a Couple Thousand Changelings

For her highness Princess Celestia and a handful of royal guards, this day was NOT going to be "Perfect" in the slightest!

The day started out ok, nothing more than an investigation into some reports of Changelings spotted on and around the large mountain range near Canterlot. Thinking that they were probably just some stragglers, Celestia had decided to take a small regiment of guards with her to help "Sort" things out. However, things took a turn for the worse after they spotted (And in a moment of recklessness on Celestia's part) chased a few Changelings into a large

crater-like area deep within the mountains, where the noble ruler and her guards were suddenly ambushed by hundereds of the insect-like creatures!

They were now fighting for their lives, Celestia's vast arsenal of magic spells, as well as her high amount of skill in combat tempered by thousands of years of practice, were one of the only things keeping them from being COMPLETELY overrun by Changelings. However, they were quickly reaching their limits. There was only so many enemies that even a powerful being like herself, even backed by some of her most elite guards, could handle. She was beginning to tire. Celestia began running down their list of options and outcomes. Seeing as the Changelings weren't going for killing blows, merely toying with them and wearing them down, she guessed that their goals weren't to outright kill them, but to capture them. For what she could only guess but she figured that it wasn't for a nice chat and a cup of tea. Her options came down to two things. 1. Surrender and most likely be taken prisoner, a path which would probably end with SOMEPONY taking over Equestria. or 2. Keep fighting and pray for a miracle.

Either one sounded like a horrid option, but she decided that "Going out fighting" was the greater of two evils. Throwing a quick prayer for help to the winds of fate, she levitated her weapon of choice, a large golden blade made of pure magical energy, and prepared herself for another wave of Changelings.

Little did Celestia know, that prayer was already being answered. That these Changelings were just one of several clues that a battle between light and darkness that was soon to take place. That an old prophecy was once again about to come to pass. That an epic adventure of epic proportions was about to take place.

It was time for the fates to find and call upon another courageous legendary...ish...y hero!