On the Third day of ‘Warmings eve, My silver gave to me…
Three Memories

Two Heartwarming stories

And Some Much needed Company~!

The first thing silver noticed as he entered the detention center was the colours, it was painted bright and vibrant, as if to entertain children, as it was the detention center rarely saw activity other then the ocational missbehaving teen thinking they were going to be cool, who just seeing the building was noramly enough to scare them into obedience.

Normaly, there was mabey one old retired guard walking the halls keeping the place neet, however, now there was about twelve guards in the front entrence alone, protecting the single ocupant of the building.

As silver walked forwads, he saluted to the guards as he passed by, through the long streches of corradores he moved with a perposfull grace, knowing his destination and having a reason to be there gave him the streight to move forwards to the back hall where he would have to take another few turns past increasing numbers of guards untill he reach the one solitary cell in the back.

Silver stood before the cobbled together cell, the doors had been quickly reinforced, runes purposfully layed down to disrupt spell casting and mettle bars and chains put throught the cell to keep the solitary prisoner in chains. Silver nodded to the guards, dismissing him on break.

“Good morning...Sire Haze” The lone blue alicorn said, looking up into silvers eyes. “I assume you are here to judge me?” Silver haze scoffed in disgust.

“No, but you will face justice in time, but for now I want information, I want to know everything you know about me” At this silver was angered when the alicorn let out a huge laugh.

“Sire Haze, there is very little I DON’T know about you.” The chuckles died down the be replaced with a simple blank stare. “Very little. I know of all your adventures, at least the ones in alicornia, I l know of the way you fight, I know of the way you LOSE, I know of the few heroices you have done but I know even more of the CRIMES you have committed. You are not a hero silver haze...you are a monster.” The blue alicorn was basicly spitting at him by the end.
“Then why did you save me” SIlver said not letting the alicorn unerve him. The other alicorn scoffed.

“Because I have a duty, a duty to my fallen king, I was given to you as a guard, and until I die I am forced to keep you safe, I may not like you, but a Warmonger must do his duty, or must fall upon his own blade when he deserts his honor.” The Alicorn shuffled into a new position letting his wings ruffle as he moved slightly into a new postion.

“I have seen much of your kind, those who gain power through blood, my own brother was one of your kind and I have seen how it can tear a family apart, you powers come at a horible price, to yourself and other and because of that nopony is safe around you OR your brothers. I hate you Sire Haze do not let that fact be lost, I think you a dishonorable pathetic PARASITE leaching off the good name of our fair king, nothing more then a monster but because I am not like you, I will serve you, I will keep you safe, regardless of if you wish for me to or not.”

Silver groweled at the responce, he didn’t like the alicorn, he thought him pompus and overly proud, but he needed to pick his brain, if he knew so much about silver, then silver needed to know just as much about him if he stood any chance of getting to the bottom of it.

“Lets start with the basic, what is your name rank and lineage?” Silver switched into his CO tone, hoping the alicorn would respond.

The alicorn was silent for a moment, the spoke up “I am Shielded Hope, I am a Warmonger Battle Caster, son of Grand Commander Warmonger Hope.” Silver was surprised, he had not expect him to have such high rank and liniage.

“Do you expect me to beleave that you are the son of the Grand Commander?” Silver questioned angrily

“You dont need to beleve anything I say, I am simply saying that it would be the most logical reason I was bound in service to you, your father would not yet some minnor noble guard his...tresured son would he?” Shielded Hope scoffed. Muttering under his breath something about stupid chain of command.

“Fine, fine, I guess that makes sense. Next, how long have you known me?” At this Shielded Hope smerked.

“From essentily the day you were born my father decided that I would be a good guard for you, do you really think if I had a choice I would choose to serve you?”

Once again silver frowned at this but kept up the interigation. “Ok then, If you are so grand and mighty, and have served the warmongers to defend me, why have I never seen you, warmongers are not known for being discreet.

The alicorn smirked “I am a warmonger in title, but not in training, though I for many years did train to become a warmonger, when you became a Bloodluster my training had to be...adjusted. I am trained to use my powers quickly and descreatly.” Suddenly, Hope chuckled

“I accidentally ended up creating a whole new style of Warmonger training, have you ever heard of the Bloodhunters?” Silver frowned and thought for a moment.

“I can’t say I have…” Silver said, Hope laughed

“Then they are still doing their job right.” Silver groaned as he walked right into that one, rolling his eyes as he stept fowards right against the bars, a moment of fatigue passed over him, he assumed his last night was still taking it out of him, before he focused and quickly continued.

“Fine fine...ok...ok...Do you know of any other alicorns that survived” At this Hopes face fell

“Silver, we are the last, of our kind, there was such a small avanue for escape that I do not belaeve any of our kind could survive such an appocolips, we need to prepare for the uncoming slaughter, when the darkness returns, we will all fall of we are not carful.”

“I Agree with that at least...Hope” Silver said practily spitting out the alicorns name.

Hope laughed a sad laugh “Just like old times, eh Silver? We despise each other for fighting the same enemy.” Suddenly silver felt himself go weak and collaps, suddenly he became very aware at how little power he had, and the soft glow of Hopes horn.

“I appologize Sire Haze, but I cannot save you when I am in chains, consider this another lesson on letting your anger blind you.” Suddenly, Silver felt an influx of pure magica as the Warmonger used one of their signature abilities.

“DISPELL” The Warmonger shouted, and suddenly every unicorn within fifty feet of the cell fell to the ground screaming in pain as the magic in their bodies and in the air disappeared. Pegisi guards suddenly found it impossible to fly, and earth ponies simply collapsed under the sudden weight of their armor.
Silver groaned on the floor, Warmongers could channel their pure magic in very interesting ways.

You see, normal unicorns separated magic in different schools, (fire, ice, earth…ect) and then grouped everything else into the “forbiden arts” There were hundereds of schools of magic, and to study more then a few would drive a pony mad, as each school had their own conflicting rules. However alicorns grouped magic differently.

In alicornia there were only five schools of magic, Harmony Magic, Pure Magic, Chaos Magic, Primal Magic, Blood Magic.

Each school had its own rules and structures, but they all had common rules and agreements on how things worked.

When describing magic, its better to look at it like the caster is a cartographer, a maker of maps, and the resulting magic is the map.

Harmony magic was the most strict. Much like an old stailion who has studied every inch of a single area, the “maps” are accurate down the the point, every detail is there. The resulting map is complete though inflexible. The spells created by harmony magic took a while to charge but were strong, it was taking the magic and giving it a very specific set of instructions on how to do its job, but its drawback was that any interuption would interupt the spell.

Pure Magic, the kind the Warmongers use, is by far the most difficult to use effectivly. Pure magic, rather then giving it instructions then pulling it together to work, works in the opposite way, Pure magic involves manipulating the NATURAL magic of the world pulling it towards you, then shaping it into what you need, however, this runs the risk, of magic overload, to use pure magic, you must be able to handle a rediculous amount of magic inside you at once.

Most Warmongers use runes to hold this mana, their pure magic is the most powerfull kind around. They can enchance the magic in the area, pulling magic together to make other ponies spells more effective, summoning spectral weapons. And, as Hope is demonstrating now, pull all the raw mana out of the area, leaving the area void of all magic.

Now this might seem stupid at first thought, but because Warmongers can store excess mana in their bodies, they can use magic even when others cannot.

Chaos magic was the flipside of Harmony Magic, Chaos magic was just pulling raw power and telling it to “Go crazy” Chaos magic involves giving the magic a vague goal and leaving it to its own accored to compleat this task, interestingly enough Fear Magic falls under this school, yet Horror Magic does not. Due to Fear magic just taking the victoms inscurites and fationing their own hell of of it, and Horror magic builds abomonations out of ones own idea. This magic was unpredictable but very powerfull, just as powerfull as Harmony magic, but the difference was that Harmoney magic could be designed to counter Chaos magic, as even though Chaos magic was argurable slightly more powerfull, Magic was quite dumb. It was really good at following orders, but when left to its own accored, if it hit a roadblock it would just ram its power into it hoping that it broke.

Primal Magic was slightly separated from all the other schools of magic, focusing more on manipulation of non-natural objects by enchanting them with magic. For example, fire in of itself is not magical, and despite what some would say there is no such thing as “elemental magic” as that would imply that the elements themselves were magical (though some elements that are natural conduits to magic do exist, they do not create their own magic naturally) Now one could use magic to create friction to create heat to create fire, but that fire would be no more magical then the kind created by rubbing two sticks together.

Just the same one could create magic to make it LOOK like fire, but it would not be fire. The only way to use Primal magic is to take the obect you wish to use (in this case FIRE) and use magic to enchance its abilities, just as you channel a spell to compleat an objective, you can GIVE magic to an element to extrapolate its ablities, and add some more little rules. A fire may suddenly burst upwards when fueled, but add some magic to it and the rules can be manipulated slightly, parhaps it doesn’t explode upwards untill presure has been applied, or parhaps ice goes sub zero the second it comes into contact with flesh or armor. It requires far less magic then other schools but can be used but is far less powerfull and predicable, to compair it, It is more Predictable then Chaos magic, but less predicable then harmony magic.

And silvers own magic, Blood Magic, Despite its name, and what some of the less experienced users may think, the BLOOD is not the sorce of the magic, blood is simply a good conduit for magic, experienced uses can use blood to trap large amounts of magic and destory it to release it all at once, saping their own lifeforce to use the power. Blood magic is stronger then Harmony and Chaos magic, Easier to use the Pure Magic, and draws even less magic then Primal Magic. The major drawback, Is obivously, the fact that you must use your own blood and lifeforce (or, in the occation case...another’s) to craft the spells, and the more powerful the spell the more lifeforce required, A Blood Mage can easily kill themselfs if they are not always aware of how much power they have used.

All these thoughts raced through silvers head, years of listen to boring lectures rising to his mind as he though of how he had forgoten such important rules of magic.

He could only watch as Hope calmly got up and walked to the cell wall, congering up a spell, he broke through the solid stone, and with another spell shattered all of the chains attached to him. With a mock salute to Silver, Hope spread his wings and took to the sky, gliding high above the clouds, he saw several guards try and give pursuit, but they quickly feel behind without their magic, streight, and flight. Silver could only watch in anger as he flew away, still, Silver got what he wanted out of the conversation, at least he knew hope woulden’t be a threat for now, at least FOR NOW.

He sighed as he returned home, he wouldent let this event Destory him, He would worry about Hope later. For now, Heaths warming eve is approaching.

And Silver was going to have a good day. A good Holiday.

Author's Note

A lot of explination this chapter, I hope you all enjoy, no chapter tommorrow, but some seed to compensate, we'll have more coming, I'm gonna go rest now...this chapter writing is taking its toll on me.