The Legacy of the Nameless

"How well thou has blossomed," The lunar princess smiled with pride. Standing before her now was a tall and proud farucan. Several centuries had passed, the queen's age lost over the time. Nameless was a true leader, a farucan that took her command seriously.

"Mother, thou says that every visit," the queen laughed. Even her serious attitude was often pushed aside when the Lunar Princess came to her kingdom.

"We know, but we are proud of our child," Luna smiled. The two were standing on the balconey of the towering castle. They had a clear view of the city, watching the citizens enjoy their day. The Lunar Princess was quiet as she watched, seeing how much their lives matched those of her sister's subjects, even though they lived in the night. All she could think about was how she truly had been shunned, as a pony's life could be all the same during the night as it could be in the day. Nameless looked over her kingdom, smiling with her own pride. The race had blossomed over the years, even as isolated as they were from the rest of the world.

"There is no need to be proud Mother, we have accomplished what thou wished for us to do, create a flourishing kingdom within thou's glorious moonlight," Nameless stated, turning towards the door.

"Our dear child, we think it is time for thou to meet her aunt," The princess smiled, turning to look at her daughter. The queen stopped in her tracks, turning to look at the princess.

"Is that so? Then allow us to get prepared," Nameless was silent as she left, heading down to her room. The princess nodded, not leaving her place. She continued to watch the farucans as they continued with their day, not a worry in the world. There were quite a few, though the small kingdom had yet to compare to the ponies, but they were blossoming quite well. The population seemed contained, designed to fit just one large city, though it was true that there was only one ruler compared to the diarchy of Equestria.

The queen walked down the hall, watching the guards walk by. One stopped in his tracks, turning around. He walked alongside his queen, having been her personal guard for so long. His loyalty was strong and untainted, and he would take a spear to the heart to keep his queen safe. The farucan was of the pegasus variety, lacking the spiral horn, and his fur was solid white. His eyes were bright red, signalling his albinoism. When they arrived at the bedroom, the guard stood outside the doors as the queen walked inside.

Nameless sat by the mirror, looking at herself in the reflection. Her horn had a vibrant blue glow around it, the magic running a hairbrush through the queen's long thick mane. Sighing, she set the brush down and continued to stare. "The princess may not be proud of us, of what we are. Thou may not care for us as our mother does dearly. She rules the ponies, our enemies. The ponies, they view our kind as monsters! Their leader will feel nothing for us, and we shall feel nothing towards her!" The queen got out of her chair, heading towards the door. Her guard was resting, his eyes shut and his chest rising slowly. She ignored him, not going to bother the poor guard. She calmly climbed down the stairs, her mother awaiting by the throne.

"Is thou ready to leave?" The princess questioned. Nameless nodded, hatred running through her mind, yet unknown to her mother. Her mother did not know of the harsh words ponies have spoken of their kind, of the farucans. The vicious insults used as weapons. Several centuries of nothing but hate was boiling up within her, but she refused to show the truth. Her mother had been proud, and she didn't want to upset the shunned princess.

"Yes mother," The queen replied, a serious tone in her voice. The lunar princess smiled and walked calmly down the long carpet, heading towards the doors. Nameless silently followed behind her, feeling the softness of the red carpet beneathe her claw with her gentle steps. She could remember the first time she had done this, long ago when she was nothing more than a tiny foal. She actually smiled at the memories, looking upon the throne as though it was a giant chair, though now it fit her perfectly. She stepped outside of the doors, looking out upon her city. A few citizens turned to look at her, several of them bowing in her wake. Both rulers stood proud, basking in the glory.

"We will return, but for now we shall meet the Solar Diarch of our neighbors! Rest well this day, as we shall return when the sun is at its peek, and all thou's heads are resting upon their beds!" Nameless annouced, informing her subjects of her departure. Luna opened her wings wide, ascending into the sky. Nameless looked up at her mother, watching as the moon began to set. The queen spread her wings, rising up behind the princess of night. The two proud rulers set their course towards Equestria, where the castle could be seen in the distance. The farucan looked down at the towering trees, looking upon the dark forest. She enjoyed the view, watching as birds take flight as the howl of timberwolves rang through the air. She never understood why the ponies feared the wooden golems, as they were quite gentle. It wasn't uncommon to see a young timberwolf pup within the homes, often playing with the young farucans foals. Manticores were the same, being the mystical equivalent to a domestic cat, while timberwolves were the canines.

"Ah, such a beautiful view," Luna laughed, having noticed her child's curiousity. Nameless nodded, looking up to see the castle ahead. She banked, slowly decending towards the castle doors. Luna followed right behind, excited to show her sister the child that she raised from a newborn foal. The queen noticed the glares the ponies were giving her as she landed, how they looked at her like some alien beast. Luna landed beside her, opening the doors to the castle. The farucan let out a silent growl before turning towards the doors. She gave a dangerous glare to the guards, following her mother into the castle. There was a long blue carpet leading to the two throwns, tapestries hanging above them. The darker throne had a long blue tapestry showing the lunar princess rearing with a crescent moon above her head. A similar tapestry was above the lighter throne, but with the solar princess and a sun.

"Sister, we see thou has returned," A tall white alicorn stepped down from the light throne, quietly walking down the path. "And we see thou has brought a friend."

"Our dearest sister, we would like to present our beloved child, Queen Nameless of the Farucans," Luna introduced the unusual monarch, who seemed uncomfortable within the castle. Her gaze seemed to be changing constantly, as she looked at each guard, scowling each time. Celestia could see the monarch's hatred, which shown in her eyes. Her sister seemed oblivious to the rage that the queen held.

"It is a pleasure to meet thee, Nameless," Celestia bowed, honouring the young queen. A smirk appeared on the queen's face, revealing how pleased she was to see the diarch bowing.

"Hello, Aunt," Nameless responded, a small venomous tone in her voice. A guard came up to her, but the queen snapped at him. "Leave me alone, pony!" she growled. She spat out the last word as though it was poisonous for her to say. Celestia narrowed her gaze, worry flooding her heart. This monarch would be a threat if she viewed the solar diarch's subjects with such hatred.

"May we speak with thou... alone?" The diarch asked, hoping her sister wouldn't mind. Nameless glared at her, slowly nodding her head.

"Thou may..."

"We shall leave thee be," Luna bowed her head and quietly started heading towards her chamber. She didn't want to eavesdrop, but the worry in her sister's voice caused her to listen.

"Nameless, please. We can see how thou is hateful towards out subjects, but we aquire thee to stop. Please, give the ponies another chance, and change thou's view. If thou refuses, we will have no choice but to destroy thou," Celestia looked at the farucan with pleading eyes, worrying about her temper. The farucan's gaze narrowed, and a long, deep growl petruding from her throat.

"Thou dares threaten us?!" The queen smirk changed into a frown, and she bared her fangs. "Thou dares to threaten us Aunt?! HOW DARE THOU TELL US TO CHANGE OUR WAYS?! Celestia, how can thou sit there when her subjects call us a monster, call us different? Just becuase we don't honor thou's sun? We don't honor thou's subjects? We are the daughter of Luna, her own creation! Does she come and threaten thou's subjects? Thou is a tyrant! The moment thou finds a race that refuses to honor thou's sun, thou doesn't hesitate to have them wiped out. Tyrant! Thou shall fall before us!" Nameless stomped the ground hard, turning away in a flash. "Thou will fall! Down with the tyrant Celestia!" The farucan dashed through the hall, bursting through the doors. Luna ran to her sister's side, tears filling her eyes.

"Sister, we did not know!" The younger princess rubbed against her sister's side, looking up at the diarch's worried eyes.

"She is a threat Luna, we do not wish to harm them, but we have no choice. Luna, thou must destroy them, remove their lives from this world. We are sorry, but if thou does not, then the kingdom will be destroyed..." Celestia hung her head low, saddened by this turn of events. Luna nodded, though it pained her. Her own child, her own subjects, their lives ending in her hooves.

"We understand Sister," the lunar princess bowed her head, tears staining the carpet below her. At sundown, she would have to end the life of the very being she cared for most. The farucans, had to be destroyed.