A Dragon's Pain - REloadedby D StylesChaptersPrologue ONE - An Unseen FatePrologue TWO - Misplaced Hyperactive Unicorn[Hint of Dark] Prologue THREE - A Broken Soul's Second ChancePrologue ONE - An Unseen FatePROLOGUE ONE I was your average brony, nothing special about me. Sure, I was kind of popular around school and despite being a brony still respected by every other type of person. Maybe I was pretty well off even though the economy still sucked. I had nothing to complain about in life. Don't get me wrong, I really liked my life. I mean thinking about what's going on all around Earth, you really think that you would appreciate everything to have. I appreciated what I had. But I never knew that it would all be taken away from me in a blink of an eye, and put me in some place I've always wanted to be. Equestria, the place where my Little pony is. A world free from war, hunger, and strife . unfortunately however, I was put in that place in the worst way imaginable. I live in Hawaii. As usual there was a bright and sunny day. I woke up in the morning around 7:00. It was a Monday, which normally meant school, but something was happening today like a waiver day or something. I like to keep myself in shape, so as usual in the morning time, I decided to go for a jog, of course after breakfast that is. I finish breakfast about an hour later(pancakes mind you) I really don't want the pancakes to start showing, so I gave myself some time to rest and let my food digest. After that I put on my jogging shoes and my school P.E. clothes and left to take a jog around my little town. As I left my house, the bright light of the sun hit me square in my eyes, temporarily blinding me. It was still early around 9:00 AM, though the sun was now high in the sky for some reason. I dismiss the thought, taking in the crisp,clean morning air. I then began to proceed into my jog, a smile forming in my face as I see a bunch of little kids playing ball. Most of fun times back as a little one always involve a ball. And other friends. I wasn't really a loner, I did have of a bunch of other friends, but no one really did want to hang out with me when it wasn't school. So get this, I ran about three miles and ended up at the most chaotic intersection in the entire island. Every time I run this intersection there's always the possibility of me being hit by some idiot. So I assaulted the crosswalk button by hitting it around 50 times, including a little falcon kick. After about a few seconds, the red hand across the street turned into a white walking person, signaling that it was safe for me to cross the road. I calmly jogged up the crosswalk, only to find a speeding idiot heading straight towards me. Wonderful. And so I did the most reasonable and rational thing possible. I ran towards the damn car! Yes, that's right. Once I had the proper angle, it took a little leap at the vehicle! It was my only choice, however, to do such a thing, I had the basic survival knowledge, if running at a vehicle at full speed and surviving counted. Plus I had no other choice like I just said, I had no time to jump away from the road, the thing was moving pretty fast. I hit the car's windshield smack dab in the very middle with my right shoulder. Good thing that moron stopped. I got off his cracked windshield with hardly scratch. I had not noticed however, the fleeing convict that hit me and flew me into the air. I would probably survived if I wasn't hit by the two pursuing police cars afterwards. The last thing that I noticed was the bright sun shining down on me. the light slowly fading away as my consciousness faded as well. The light was overwhelming. I suddenly felt very lightheaded, and the sensation of falling. However, was all done in one swift moment when I fill the sensation of hitting ground, my head filled with pain, and then everything was black. It was a very difficult moment for me, it was a sad attempt for me to open up my eyelids, I was able however, to feel around with my hands and I felt the cold touch of grass. "A forest" I thought, not realizing I said that out loud. Just then an overwhelming headache took control of my mind, the pain was unbearable, and that without realizing it, I screamed out. Then, for second, the pain subsided as I realized how my voice sounded. It was much more deeper than usual, a bit more gritty, and a lot more menacing. I register what I remember previously, I was hit, by three different cars. In the middle of the street. How did I get here? What happened to me? Am I blind? Am I dying? What the hell is happening?! None of this made any sense. I needed to open my eyes. I needed to see what happened, as I did my mind went blank. And I fell back onto the ground. I woke up yet again, this time however I was able to open my eyes. It was a magnificent place this forest, so lush, green, and fertile. I then began to stand up, I put my black, armored hands in front of me to push myself up. 'Wait, what?' I then looked back down onto my hands, that that were covered in scales. I then took a look at the rest of my body and found out that they were all the same, clad in black armor. I was also the height of to tree next to me, what looked to be around 20 feet tall. 'What the bloody hell?' Apparently I turned into some kind of monster. And apparently it looked like I can destroy a whole lot of shit that I wanted to destroy. I didn't know when this happened or why it happened, and I didn't know if I should think 'O god this is awesome' or 'O Lord what the hell?' I then stood on top of both of my hind legs, increasing my height even more. I looked around to see if there was anything interesting, and found that, there was an apparent type of town a bit more west. I was thinking what I should go there or not, but then I figured out that, if a monster like me went to such a small town though, they would probably try and murder me. That would probably been the case. Again, I looked around searching if there was any place I can take refuge in, and found a mountain not too far east. How long you would take for me to get there? As I the thought of me walking all the way there, I felt something on my back... something different. A look at my side and I seen them. Wings. I was amazed that it. But also figuring out that I had no idea how to work them. Turns out though, using wings is a lot more easier then you think. It's a really funny concept actually, I'm not sure that applies to every flying thing but it sure as hell does apply to dragons. All you really need to do is look up, and then your wings, just flap by themselves and bring you up, and if you look down, your wings would stop flapping, kind of like a Segway, I leaned forward a bit then moved forward, I leaned backwards and.... yeah, you know. A very interesting thing. Flying all the way up in the air as a huge twenty-something feet monster, what's even more interesting is the fact that I have the power that, when I landed on to the mountain, I kind of broke it in half. Even more surprising than all of this, is probably the flying Pegasi that started to attack me when I landed....It was a very, very, interesting experience. I'll give you that much. I'm not really much of an aggressive guy... Or dragon, but I really didn't mean to burn all of them down..who would have known, that just by opening your mouth you breath fire? Apparently I was a threat, unsurprisingly, since I'd just probably killed a couple ponies.As they also had unicorns, who were a total pain in the ASS. Since of course unicorns can perform magic they ended up shooting things like fire and ice and things such as those. I honestly tried my best not to hurt any of these ponies. I did not want a giant bounty on top of my head, but at the cost of all of this I have been taking some damage of course, I've lost quite a few scales to some pretty big fireballs. I knew my life was in the well. I mean I'm a Dragon, a menace to the very way of life for every living thing here. I just stood there getting hit by lots of random spells coming my way, until of course, something had to come in and take care of all those ponies. It was a small dragon, well that is, compared to me. But it easily took care of every pony well, that would be exaggerating but it left some of course,it apparently became a distraction and told me to 'get in' pointing into a cave. Whatever's, this will be be one hell of an adventure. Prologue TWO - Misplaced Hyperactive UnicornA/N: 6 Months later? I've done worse. I'M ON A ROLL, LET'S GET THIS FANFIC FIXED AND UP AND RUNNING ALL OVER AGAIN! -- 2/23/13: Maybe not. PROLOGUE TWO -I really thought I found Neon Lights First. :Epic Sad Face:- After the events of a large party... The teal coated unicorn trotted down the streets within the city of Canterlot. The normally bustling city was quiet, save for the occasional late night shops. He stopped for a second, removing his shades which he still wore at the late of Luna's night, and loosened his tie ever so slightly, taking in a deep breath of the cool night air. "Oh Neon. You seriously need to stop those late night raves with Vinyl and Pinkie..." He muttered to no one in particular. With that, he gave a loud yawn, then continued over to his small home towards the other side of Canterlot. He calmly walked home, not showing much signs of fatigue, despite it being well past midnight. Nothing can be heard except for the rare breeze of air, Neon's whistling, and the rapid pace of advancing hooves towards him. ...Wait a second. Hooves? Neon thought, and swiftly turned around... to collide into a mare. "Ach!" Neon gasped, shaking his head, before he realized that there was a mare laying on the ground in front of him. "Oh Celestia's bananas! Are you alright?!" He knelt down to aid the poor mare, managing to pull her into a sitting position." The mare coughed a bit, and shook her head as well, trying to grasp the situation. Suddenly, with a gasp, she remembered the events that led up to this. She pulled Neon close, by his tie, managing to tighten his previously loose garment. "Run! You need to run! Get away!" She struggled to her hooves, but collapsed shorty after, with Neon catching her. "Woah, Miss. Hold on, I think it's better if you just sit down and recover a bit." Neon calmly tried to suggest to her, holding her gently enough not to hurt her, but enough to ensure she doesn't escape and hurt herself. "You don't understand! You need to run before it comes!" She screamed loudly, the lights of nearby houses began to turn on, with ponies looking out to see what the commotion was about. "Before wh--- Oh sweet moon cannon." Neon's possible answer was cut off with an answer as a Timberwolf landed not too far from the pair. It glared at Neon, it's eyes glowing in the dark of the night, yet now, the residents have all woken up, and were watching the standoff from their windows, yet none dared to leave their home to assist. With a gulp, Neon stood up tall, and kept the mare behind him. "Stay behind me." He told her under his breath. He felt that she heard him, and with another gulp, he put on his best poker face and glared back at the Timberwolf. Neon wasn't the strongest pony, he didn't have much experience with fighting, but in Canterlot, it wasn't expected that a creature from the Everfree Forest would find it's way here. With the guards watching the entrances as well. Although, like he knew, he still had a certain advantage. He was a unicorn. As a mare once old him, I must use 'Ze Magiks!' The streets of Canterlot, it's residents, and this one strange mare. They were all watching. If only some music were here.,, He chuckled quietly to himself, then whispered an almost silent "Come at me bro." As if the Timberwolf understood him, it howled once more into Luna's night, and went for a direct leap at Neon. Neon sidestepped towards his right, being sure that he still kept the mare behind him. The Timberwolf landed with surprising accurateness, it's jaws snapping at the area Neon had just stood on only a few seconds ago. The Timberwolf turned to face Neon, who luckily, at the same time, slammed his hoof into it's face. The Timberwolf recoiled from the pain of the unexpected punch, as did Neon, clutching his hoof and cursing. Unlike Neon's withdrawal, however, the Timberwolf just got more pissed. Enraged, the Timberwolf rushed Neon, snapping it's jaws at every opportunity it got, and Neon having to keep on moving, providing he wasn't intent to lose a limb. Not all ponies are lucky, though, and with that, the Timberwolf was able to successfully catch Neon's front right leg, and proceeded to sink it's teeth into him. "Oh sweet CELESTIA'S FLANK!!" Neon screamed out in pain. He looked down to the Timberwolf, still refusing to let go. He repeatedly slammed his good hoof into it's face. Eventually, he succeeded in having the wolf to detach. He would've burned the damn thing, yet. If he chose to, then he would've most likely lit Canterlot on fire. He looked back at the growling Timberwolf, and drove his leg into it's wooden one, effectively snapping it off. With that, the Timberwolf fell down howling in pain. Neon stood there, watching the Timberwolf. He didn't want to kill it, no. He just hoped it realized that it had no place here. That it should crawl back to the Everfree. But it just laid there. Howling. Something in Neon's gut told him something bad was going to happen. ... ... ... The Royal Guard that fell and landed inches away from the Timberwolf had seemed to verify Neon's thoughts. Neon looked pass the Guard and the Timberwolf. Only to see two Timberwolf packs making their way towards him. He looked up, and so did the bystanders. They all looked in horror at the Timberwolves also on the roofs of the buildings. "By Luna's sweet plot..." Neon looked around and could only stare in horror. "We need to get out of here." The mare from behind him spoke, scaring Neon, who had forgotten about her."Take my hoof." She stuck out a light pink hoof towards Neon, who still stared out at the Timberwolves. "Uhh..." Was all he could manage to get out of his muzzle. "We need to go. Now." The mare had repeated, this time taking Neon's hoof herself. "Uhhh...." Again, Neon repeated. Within a second though, all of the Timberwolves had leaped at them, from all directions. "OH CELESTIA AGGRESSIVELY HANDLE---" Then, there was a bright flash of light, and the duo reappeared on the outskirts of the Everfree Forest. "My sweet delicious apples that I am going to sell at the market." Neon managed to say. He brushed a hoof through his mane, and composed himself. "So... where are we?" He asked. "And more importantly, who are you?" He questioned the mare. Only now he had gotten a clear look at her. She was an Earth Pony, and had a light pink coat. (Lol, it's not Pinkie Pie. Just saying.) and a straight mane of a darker shade of pink. She wore a white jumpsuit, and around her front left leg was a strange device that Neon didn't recognize. She cleared her throat, then introduced herself. "You can call me High Style. We're located just upon the outer skirts of the Everfree Forest." She shrugged non-nonchalantly "There is a small town near here. I think it would be in our best interests to seek refuge there." she calmly suggested. "I'm Neon. Neon Lights." He introduced himself rather strangely. "Now, could you tell me what just happened?" He calmly inquired. "Let's go first. I shall tell you on the way." She nodded, then turned around, heading towards a small town. "Hey! Wait up!" Neon shouted, heading after her. MORE A/N. Welp, there's your second intro, So we got the Dragon/Human, the innocent pony and the mare, now who's next? Remember readers? Welp, after that intro, THE CARNAGE SHALL BEGIN. [Hint of Dark] Prologue THREE - A Broken Soul's Second ChancePrologue Three: Frost. The streets were barren, any sign that ponies had once inhabited this area known as 'Canterlot' had faded away years ago. Buildings lay in ruin, boarded over and abandoned. A thick lair of dust coated the landscape. Only seldom parts remained untouched for centuries. That's what the entire land of Equestria had been reduced into. It had become nothing but a wasteland. There was an area, however, that seemed to have been recently disturbed. The set of hoof prints embedded into the dust had shown that there had indeed been a pony that passed by. A rather silent pegasus. His coat a cobalt blue and his dark green mane covered in streaks of gray. He sat at the edge of a bridge, looking out into the water that sat there, beyond the horizon. The water that sat there, still, waiting for something to bring life back to it. What had happened? He would wonder to himself. He looked around, shivering. He was cold, oh, so very cold. He longed for something that he had seen and read within the old world magazines and books. He longed for companionship. Yet, he could never accomplish that goal. He looked down, hugging himself tightly, attempting to keep himself warm. Small ripples began to appear on the water's surface, as the young pegasus sobbed silently, his tears falling quietly, reflecting his pain. He remembered reading it somewhere. 'Friendship is Magic.' But how could he ever know? He sobbed for about a minute more, before wiping away his tears. He stood back on his hooves, and began the walk back to his den. His home, where there were ponies waiting for him. Ponies who would look to him as he entered and say, "Frost, dear! You're back!" A lovely white unicorn would say to him. He would smile and reply, "Yes, I am. I've missed you all!" and open his hooves wide, where they would all gather around him for a group hug. He smiled at the thought, at seeing Velvet, he should have brought her out with him, maybe they could have a nice picnic at the peak of a hill he knew. The colorful rainbows catch his eye, as he looked up. She's passed over here... Frost thought to himself, looking above at the rainbows that stretched overhead. As he passed under it, heading to his home, the connections of one of the rainbow streaks broke, leaving it to flutter down to the ground, it's paper form guiding gently before hitting the ground. He passed an old store, still cranking out energy to the televisions on display. Frost looked at the static, smiling, and laughing slightly. He sighed as he continued on. "As much as I love that show, I need to get home." He said out loud, to no one in particular. He looked down the road more, smiling as he seen his house appear upon the street. His wings fluttered softly, lifting him a few feet, a goofy smile plastered across his face as he got closer. He reached the front door of the building, an old clothing shop. "I'm home~!" He called out in a singsong tone as he entered, looking around. The home was filled with various pony shaped mannequins, each one dressed differently, a shoddy drawing of a face on each one. He walked to the closest one, humming a tune of some sort. "Hello there, Crescent." He said, nuzzling one of the mannequins, smiling at it as he moved to another. The next one he greeted openly with a hug. "Hello, Love..." He sighed, yet still smiling. He went through similar motions with several other mannequins. After a while, he sat down a large table, popping open an old can of fruits, he began to eat, chatting with the mannequins about their days. These were his days. For the last ten years of his life, this was his normal routine. He never bothered to find out why this was his life. He just went with it. Every day, as if everything was normal. But, no matter how hard he tried, it hit him, on that one day, when he discovered that he could affect this all... Frost had been sitting on the bridge, like any other day. He had been looking out into the distance. Wondering what life could be, if it still existed. How it would feel to have the companionship of a real pony with you, the actual warmth of another pony wrapping their hooves around your body.... Just his normal thoughts. "It feels nice, actually." A feminine voice whispered from behind him. Frost practically shat himself, the first time in his life, hearing a voice other then his own, he nearly had a heart attack. He didn't, thankfully, except he did fall back, and hit his head on the ground. Hard. After shaking himself free of the daze, he looked around for the source of the voice. "H-Hello?!" He called out, unsure if it was real, or just his mind playing a jest on him. "Hello, Frost." The voice called out again, all around the poor cobalt blue pegasus. He looked around, confused. "Who are you?! Please, show yourself!" He called out, more of a plea then a demand. The air was still, before he reverberated again. "Frost Skyline Whitehooves." Was all it whispered. Frost looked around, he wanted to cry. Who was this? Why were they doing this? Did he finally crack? Is this his insanity? "Who are you?! How DO YOU KNOW ME?!" He screamed out, frustrated. "Calm down, Pony." The voice commanded, more authority in it's voice. "No, YOU!" He screamed. "WHAT. DO. YOU. WANT?!" He screamed out again, his voice cracking. The entire area was still for a minute. "We wish for you to save Equestria from this fate." The voice whispered back, coming down in front of Frost as a floating blue ball. Frost gasped for air, he took a couple of deep breaths, cooling off slightly. He glared at the orb for a few seconds, before his gave a sigh. "Who are you? And how could I possibly do that?" He asked, looking at the orb. His crimson red eyes full of sadness, but still, within them held the embers of determination and the spark of hope needed to turn those embers into a raging fire. "You can change this all, Frost. You can become somepony important, and prevent this from happening." The orb slowly approached him. "You just need to travel back, to the time when the event that changed this all occurred. And stop it." Frost stood up, his eyes filled with resolve and the dim flames of determination slowly began to get brighter. He shook his head. "What's the catch?" He simply asked. The blue entity floated for a few. Then, a familiar rainbow colored sheet passed in between the two. "Everything here will be gone. Replaced with something better." It said. Frost stood silently. Considering it. Making up his choice, he looked at it. "Alright." Was his simple response. A blue light slowly glowed and formed around Frost, enveloping him in it's glow. He closed his eyes as he felt himself being lifted away. "Good luck, Frost." He heard that voice say to him. He opened his eyes, as he felt his hooves touch ground. He looked around, a new land. Green, and filled with life. He couldn't help but crack a smile as he looked around, his eyes filled with hope and determination for a better future. Author's Note Let's blow a hole somewhere within the fabric of reality. Where have I been? Sorry, I got a new job as a Special effects artist, and I've been busy. Not to mention I've been making music, and getting ready to air my show. Whateverthehellidecidetonameit. I'm going to try to update every week, if not, then spam me with angry letters.
Prologue ONE - An Unseen FatePROLOGUE ONE I was your average brony, nothing special about me. Sure, I was kind of popular around school and despite being a brony still respected by every other type of person. Maybe I was pretty well off even though the economy still sucked. I had nothing to complain about in life. Don't get me wrong, I really liked my life. I mean thinking about what's going on all around Earth, you really think that you would appreciate everything to have. I appreciated what I had. But I never knew that it would all be taken away from me in a blink of an eye, and put me in some place I've always wanted to be. Equestria, the place where my Little pony is. A world free from war, hunger, and strife . unfortunately however, I was put in that place in the worst way imaginable. I live in Hawaii. As usual there was a bright and sunny day. I woke up in the morning around 7:00. It was a Monday, which normally meant school, but something was happening today like a waiver day or something. I like to keep myself in shape, so as usual in the morning time, I decided to go for a jog, of course after breakfast that is. I finish breakfast about an hour later(pancakes mind you) I really don't want the pancakes to start showing, so I gave myself some time to rest and let my food digest. After that I put on my jogging shoes and my school P.E. clothes and left to take a jog around my little town. As I left my house, the bright light of the sun hit me square in my eyes, temporarily blinding me. It was still early around 9:00 AM, though the sun was now high in the sky for some reason. I dismiss the thought, taking in the crisp,clean morning air. I then began to proceed into my jog, a smile forming in my face as I see a bunch of little kids playing ball. Most of fun times back as a little one always involve a ball. And other friends. I wasn't really a loner, I did have of a bunch of other friends, but no one really did want to hang out with me when it wasn't school. So get this, I ran about three miles and ended up at the most chaotic intersection in the entire island. Every time I run this intersection there's always the possibility of me being hit by some idiot. So I assaulted the crosswalk button by hitting it around 50 times, including a little falcon kick. After about a few seconds, the red hand across the street turned into a white walking person, signaling that it was safe for me to cross the road. I calmly jogged up the crosswalk, only to find a speeding idiot heading straight towards me. Wonderful. And so I did the most reasonable and rational thing possible. I ran towards the damn car! Yes, that's right. Once I had the proper angle, it took a little leap at the vehicle! It was my only choice, however, to do such a thing, I had the basic survival knowledge, if running at a vehicle at full speed and surviving counted. Plus I had no other choice like I just said, I had no time to jump away from the road, the thing was moving pretty fast. I hit the car's windshield smack dab in the very middle with my right shoulder. Good thing that moron stopped. I got off his cracked windshield with hardly scratch. I had not noticed however, the fleeing convict that hit me and flew me into the air. I would probably survived if I wasn't hit by the two pursuing police cars afterwards. The last thing that I noticed was the bright sun shining down on me. the light slowly fading away as my consciousness faded as well. The light was overwhelming. I suddenly felt very lightheaded, and the sensation of falling. However, was all done in one swift moment when I fill the sensation of hitting ground, my head filled with pain, and then everything was black. It was a very difficult moment for me, it was a sad attempt for me to open up my eyelids, I was able however, to feel around with my hands and I felt the cold touch of grass. "A forest" I thought, not realizing I said that out loud. Just then an overwhelming headache took control of my mind, the pain was unbearable, and that without realizing it, I screamed out. Then, for second, the pain subsided as I realized how my voice sounded. It was much more deeper than usual, a bit more gritty, and a lot more menacing. I register what I remember previously, I was hit, by three different cars. In the middle of the street. How did I get here? What happened to me? Am I blind? Am I dying? What the hell is happening?! None of this made any sense. I needed to open my eyes. I needed to see what happened, as I did my mind went blank. And I fell back onto the ground. I woke up yet again, this time however I was able to open my eyes. It was a magnificent place this forest, so lush, green, and fertile. I then began to stand up, I put my black, armored hands in front of me to push myself up. 'Wait, what?' I then looked back down onto my hands, that that were covered in scales. I then took a look at the rest of my body and found out that they were all the same, clad in black armor. I was also the height of to tree next to me, what looked to be around 20 feet tall. 'What the bloody hell?' Apparently I turned into some kind of monster. And apparently it looked like I can destroy a whole lot of shit that I wanted to destroy. I didn't know when this happened or why it happened, and I didn't know if I should think 'O god this is awesome' or 'O Lord what the hell?' I then stood on top of both of my hind legs, increasing my height even more. I looked around to see if there was anything interesting, and found that, there was an apparent type of town a bit more west. I was thinking what I should go there or not, but then I figured out that, if a monster like me went to such a small town though, they would probably try and murder me. That would probably been the case. Again, I looked around searching if there was any place I can take refuge in, and found a mountain not too far east. How long you would take for me to get there? As I the thought of me walking all the way there, I felt something on my back... something different. A look at my side and I seen them. Wings. I was amazed that it. But also figuring out that I had no idea how to work them. Turns out though, using wings is a lot more easier then you think. It's a really funny concept actually, I'm not sure that applies to every flying thing but it sure as hell does apply to dragons. All you really need to do is look up, and then your wings, just flap by themselves and bring you up, and if you look down, your wings would stop flapping, kind of like a Segway, I leaned forward a bit then moved forward, I leaned backwards and.... yeah, you know. A very interesting thing. Flying all the way up in the air as a huge twenty-something feet monster, what's even more interesting is the fact that I have the power that, when I landed on to the mountain, I kind of broke it in half. Even more surprising than all of this, is probably the flying Pegasi that started to attack me when I landed....It was a very, very, interesting experience. I'll give you that much. I'm not really much of an aggressive guy... Or dragon, but I really didn't mean to burn all of them down..who would have known, that just by opening your mouth you breath fire? Apparently I was a threat, unsurprisingly, since I'd just probably killed a couple ponies.As they also had unicorns, who were a total pain in the ASS. Since of course unicorns can perform magic they ended up shooting things like fire and ice and things such as those. I honestly tried my best not to hurt any of these ponies. I did not want a giant bounty on top of my head, but at the cost of all of this I have been taking some damage of course, I've lost quite a few scales to some pretty big fireballs. I knew my life was in the well. I mean I'm a Dragon, a menace to the very way of life for every living thing here. I just stood there getting hit by lots of random spells coming my way, until of course, something had to come in and take care of all those ponies. It was a small dragon, well that is, compared to me. But it easily took care of every pony well, that would be exaggerating but it left some of course,it apparently became a distraction and told me to 'get in' pointing into a cave. Whatever's, this will be be one hell of an adventure.
Prologue TWO - Misplaced Hyperactive UnicornA/N: 6 Months later? I've done worse. I'M ON A ROLL, LET'S GET THIS FANFIC FIXED AND UP AND RUNNING ALL OVER AGAIN! -- 2/23/13: Maybe not. PROLOGUE TWO -I really thought I found Neon Lights First. :Epic Sad Face:- After the events of a large party... The teal coated unicorn trotted down the streets within the city of Canterlot. The normally bustling city was quiet, save for the occasional late night shops. He stopped for a second, removing his shades which he still wore at the late of Luna's night, and loosened his tie ever so slightly, taking in a deep breath of the cool night air. "Oh Neon. You seriously need to stop those late night raves with Vinyl and Pinkie..." He muttered to no one in particular. With that, he gave a loud yawn, then continued over to his small home towards the other side of Canterlot. He calmly walked home, not showing much signs of fatigue, despite it being well past midnight. Nothing can be heard except for the rare breeze of air, Neon's whistling, and the rapid pace of advancing hooves towards him. ...Wait a second. Hooves? Neon thought, and swiftly turned around... to collide into a mare. "Ach!" Neon gasped, shaking his head, before he realized that there was a mare laying on the ground in front of him. "Oh Celestia's bananas! Are you alright?!" He knelt down to aid the poor mare, managing to pull her into a sitting position." The mare coughed a bit, and shook her head as well, trying to grasp the situation. Suddenly, with a gasp, she remembered the events that led up to this. She pulled Neon close, by his tie, managing to tighten his previously loose garment. "Run! You need to run! Get away!" She struggled to her hooves, but collapsed shorty after, with Neon catching her. "Woah, Miss. Hold on, I think it's better if you just sit down and recover a bit." Neon calmly tried to suggest to her, holding her gently enough not to hurt her, but enough to ensure she doesn't escape and hurt herself. "You don't understand! You need to run before it comes!" She screamed loudly, the lights of nearby houses began to turn on, with ponies looking out to see what the commotion was about. "Before wh--- Oh sweet moon cannon." Neon's possible answer was cut off with an answer as a Timberwolf landed not too far from the pair. It glared at Neon, it's eyes glowing in the dark of the night, yet now, the residents have all woken up, and were watching the standoff from their windows, yet none dared to leave their home to assist. With a gulp, Neon stood up tall, and kept the mare behind him. "Stay behind me." He told her under his breath. He felt that she heard him, and with another gulp, he put on his best poker face and glared back at the Timberwolf. Neon wasn't the strongest pony, he didn't have much experience with fighting, but in Canterlot, it wasn't expected that a creature from the Everfree Forest would find it's way here. With the guards watching the entrances as well. Although, like he knew, he still had a certain advantage. He was a unicorn. As a mare once old him, I must use 'Ze Magiks!' The streets of Canterlot, it's residents, and this one strange mare. They were all watching. If only some music were here.,, He chuckled quietly to himself, then whispered an almost silent "Come at me bro." As if the Timberwolf understood him, it howled once more into Luna's night, and went for a direct leap at Neon. Neon sidestepped towards his right, being sure that he still kept the mare behind him. The Timberwolf landed with surprising accurateness, it's jaws snapping at the area Neon had just stood on only a few seconds ago. The Timberwolf turned to face Neon, who luckily, at the same time, slammed his hoof into it's face. The Timberwolf recoiled from the pain of the unexpected punch, as did Neon, clutching his hoof and cursing. Unlike Neon's withdrawal, however, the Timberwolf just got more pissed. Enraged, the Timberwolf rushed Neon, snapping it's jaws at every opportunity it got, and Neon having to keep on moving, providing he wasn't intent to lose a limb. Not all ponies are lucky, though, and with that, the Timberwolf was able to successfully catch Neon's front right leg, and proceeded to sink it's teeth into him. "Oh sweet CELESTIA'S FLANK!!" Neon screamed out in pain. He looked down to the Timberwolf, still refusing to let go. He repeatedly slammed his good hoof into it's face. Eventually, he succeeded in having the wolf to detach. He would've burned the damn thing, yet. If he chose to, then he would've most likely lit Canterlot on fire. He looked back at the growling Timberwolf, and drove his leg into it's wooden one, effectively snapping it off. With that, the Timberwolf fell down howling in pain. Neon stood there, watching the Timberwolf. He didn't want to kill it, no. He just hoped it realized that it had no place here. That it should crawl back to the Everfree. But it just laid there. Howling. Something in Neon's gut told him something bad was going to happen. ... ... ... The Royal Guard that fell and landed inches away from the Timberwolf had seemed to verify Neon's thoughts. Neon looked pass the Guard and the Timberwolf. Only to see two Timberwolf packs making their way towards him. He looked up, and so did the bystanders. They all looked in horror at the Timberwolves also on the roofs of the buildings. "By Luna's sweet plot..." Neon looked around and could only stare in horror. "We need to get out of here." The mare from behind him spoke, scaring Neon, who had forgotten about her."Take my hoof." She stuck out a light pink hoof towards Neon, who still stared out at the Timberwolves. "Uhh..." Was all he could manage to get out of his muzzle. "We need to go. Now." The mare had repeated, this time taking Neon's hoof herself. "Uhhh...." Again, Neon repeated. Within a second though, all of the Timberwolves had leaped at them, from all directions. "OH CELESTIA AGGRESSIVELY HANDLE---" Then, there was a bright flash of light, and the duo reappeared on the outskirts of the Everfree Forest. "My sweet delicious apples that I am going to sell at the market." Neon managed to say. He brushed a hoof through his mane, and composed himself. "So... where are we?" He asked. "And more importantly, who are you?" He questioned the mare. Only now he had gotten a clear look at her. She was an Earth Pony, and had a light pink coat. (Lol, it's not Pinkie Pie. Just saying.) and a straight mane of a darker shade of pink. She wore a white jumpsuit, and around her front left leg was a strange device that Neon didn't recognize. She cleared her throat, then introduced herself. "You can call me High Style. We're located just upon the outer skirts of the Everfree Forest." She shrugged non-nonchalantly "There is a small town near here. I think it would be in our best interests to seek refuge there." she calmly suggested. "I'm Neon. Neon Lights." He introduced himself rather strangely. "Now, could you tell me what just happened?" He calmly inquired. "Let's go first. I shall tell you on the way." She nodded, then turned around, heading towards a small town. "Hey! Wait up!" Neon shouted, heading after her. MORE A/N. Welp, there's your second intro, So we got the Dragon/Human, the innocent pony and the mare, now who's next? Remember readers? Welp, after that intro, THE CARNAGE SHALL BEGIN.
[Hint of Dark] Prologue THREE - A Broken Soul's Second ChancePrologue Three: Frost. The streets were barren, any sign that ponies had once inhabited this area known as 'Canterlot' had faded away years ago. Buildings lay in ruin, boarded over and abandoned. A thick lair of dust coated the landscape. Only seldom parts remained untouched for centuries. That's what the entire land of Equestria had been reduced into. It had become nothing but a wasteland. There was an area, however, that seemed to have been recently disturbed. The set of hoof prints embedded into the dust had shown that there had indeed been a pony that passed by. A rather silent pegasus. His coat a cobalt blue and his dark green mane covered in streaks of gray. He sat at the edge of a bridge, looking out into the water that sat there, beyond the horizon. The water that sat there, still, waiting for something to bring life back to it. What had happened? He would wonder to himself. He looked around, shivering. He was cold, oh, so very cold. He longed for something that he had seen and read within the old world magazines and books. He longed for companionship. Yet, he could never accomplish that goal. He looked down, hugging himself tightly, attempting to keep himself warm. Small ripples began to appear on the water's surface, as the young pegasus sobbed silently, his tears falling quietly, reflecting his pain. He remembered reading it somewhere. 'Friendship is Magic.' But how could he ever know? He sobbed for about a minute more, before wiping away his tears. He stood back on his hooves, and began the walk back to his den. His home, where there were ponies waiting for him. Ponies who would look to him as he entered and say, "Frost, dear! You're back!" A lovely white unicorn would say to him. He would smile and reply, "Yes, I am. I've missed you all!" and open his hooves wide, where they would all gather around him for a group hug. He smiled at the thought, at seeing Velvet, he should have brought her out with him, maybe they could have a nice picnic at the peak of a hill he knew. The colorful rainbows catch his eye, as he looked up. She's passed over here... Frost thought to himself, looking above at the rainbows that stretched overhead. As he passed under it, heading to his home, the connections of one of the rainbow streaks broke, leaving it to flutter down to the ground, it's paper form guiding gently before hitting the ground. He passed an old store, still cranking out energy to the televisions on display. Frost looked at the static, smiling, and laughing slightly. He sighed as he continued on. "As much as I love that show, I need to get home." He said out loud, to no one in particular. He looked down the road more, smiling as he seen his house appear upon the street. His wings fluttered softly, lifting him a few feet, a goofy smile plastered across his face as he got closer. He reached the front door of the building, an old clothing shop. "I'm home~!" He called out in a singsong tone as he entered, looking around. The home was filled with various pony shaped mannequins, each one dressed differently, a shoddy drawing of a face on each one. He walked to the closest one, humming a tune of some sort. "Hello there, Crescent." He said, nuzzling one of the mannequins, smiling at it as he moved to another. The next one he greeted openly with a hug. "Hello, Love..." He sighed, yet still smiling. He went through similar motions with several other mannequins. After a while, he sat down a large table, popping open an old can of fruits, he began to eat, chatting with the mannequins about their days. These were his days. For the last ten years of his life, this was his normal routine. He never bothered to find out why this was his life. He just went with it. Every day, as if everything was normal. But, no matter how hard he tried, it hit him, on that one day, when he discovered that he could affect this all... Frost had been sitting on the bridge, like any other day. He had been looking out into the distance. Wondering what life could be, if it still existed. How it would feel to have the companionship of a real pony with you, the actual warmth of another pony wrapping their hooves around your body.... Just his normal thoughts. "It feels nice, actually." A feminine voice whispered from behind him. Frost practically shat himself, the first time in his life, hearing a voice other then his own, he nearly had a heart attack. He didn't, thankfully, except he did fall back, and hit his head on the ground. Hard. After shaking himself free of the daze, he looked around for the source of the voice. "H-Hello?!" He called out, unsure if it was real, or just his mind playing a jest on him. "Hello, Frost." The voice called out again, all around the poor cobalt blue pegasus. He looked around, confused. "Who are you?! Please, show yourself!" He called out, more of a plea then a demand. The air was still, before he reverberated again. "Frost Skyline Whitehooves." Was all it whispered. Frost looked around, he wanted to cry. Who was this? Why were they doing this? Did he finally crack? Is this his insanity? "Who are you?! How DO YOU KNOW ME?!" He screamed out, frustrated. "Calm down, Pony." The voice commanded, more authority in it's voice. "No, YOU!" He screamed. "WHAT. DO. YOU. WANT?!" He screamed out again, his voice cracking. The entire area was still for a minute. "We wish for you to save Equestria from this fate." The voice whispered back, coming down in front of Frost as a floating blue ball. Frost gasped for air, he took a couple of deep breaths, cooling off slightly. He glared at the orb for a few seconds, before his gave a sigh. "Who are you? And how could I possibly do that?" He asked, looking at the orb. His crimson red eyes full of sadness, but still, within them held the embers of determination and the spark of hope needed to turn those embers into a raging fire. "You can change this all, Frost. You can become somepony important, and prevent this from happening." The orb slowly approached him. "You just need to travel back, to the time when the event that changed this all occurred. And stop it." Frost stood up, his eyes filled with resolve and the dim flames of determination slowly began to get brighter. He shook his head. "What's the catch?" He simply asked. The blue entity floated for a few. Then, a familiar rainbow colored sheet passed in between the two. "Everything here will be gone. Replaced with something better." It said. Frost stood silently. Considering it. Making up his choice, he looked at it. "Alright." Was his simple response. A blue light slowly glowed and formed around Frost, enveloping him in it's glow. He closed his eyes as he felt himself being lifted away. "Good luck, Frost." He heard that voice say to him. He opened his eyes, as he felt his hooves touch ground. He looked around, a new land. Green, and filled with life. He couldn't help but crack a smile as he looked around, his eyes filled with hope and determination for a better future. Author's Note Let's blow a hole somewhere within the fabric of reality. Where have I been? Sorry, I got a new job as a Special effects artist, and I've been busy. Not to mention I've been making music, and getting ready to air my show. Whateverthehellidecidetonameit. I'm going to try to update every week, if not, then spam me with angry letters.
