Inside a room hidden from the outside world, is a secret experiment taking place. There are four ponies inside, three in lab coats, and the demon Princess herself.
"Status report!" shouted the goddess of the sun.
In a shaky voice one of the other three said "59,843 failures your highness" In a poof a smoke he was gone as the Princess vaporized him.
"Another fail mage how many is that now? Four?" asked the Princess nonchalantly.
Another one of the mages spoke "Act...actually princess, that is number 56." The princess was not amused by being corrected. with another flash the second mage was gone.
She turned her attention to the remaining earth pony and smiled "Well who would have thought that the, what did you call yourself a scientist?" He nodded his head "Good, the scientist is the only one left." A light started to flash, and the pony moved to the beaker.
With a startled happy surprise he said "PRINCESS! Number 59,844 is a success!" A wicked smile spreads across the mares face as she leaves the room.
5 years later
A young colt is strapped to a wooden table. 'Why is it like this every day' he thought as three other ponies warring masks wiped him until he fainted from the pain, and a good wile afterwards as well. When he finally awoke he found himself in his cell. The cell was, small even or the two foot long colt, four feet by four feet with a height of three feet. The only things inside were a mirror on the wall and a toilet under it.
The young colt looks at the reflection to see a bloody red pony looking back at him. He had wings longer then his body and a horn longer then his own head. 'I wander if that's what I look like? or is it just all the dried blood?' "Hi, did they hurt you to?" asked the young colt 'he never replies, but at least he won't hurt me.'
The door behind him opened and a pony enters saying "Get out, time for class." Which meant another torcher method after a long class of etiquette.
5 years later
In a large room full of weights, punching bags, and weapons are two ponies a colt, that is bloody red and a older stallion. The stallion was black with a blue main his marking showed a sword with multiple heads impaled. He was the only other pony that the colt could ever see without a mask other then the Princess herself. His name is Sudden Death the master of war, and the colts instructor of combat.
"Good" exclaimed Death now that you are proficient with hoof to hoof combat let us see how you do against a real foe. In came a skinny stallion, he had a sword but nothing else. The young colt could tell that this one was a slave. Slaves became slaves when a pony cannot pay his/her debts, then most will offer up their span to take their place. Then they go to action, if no pony bids on them they come here.
Death walked up to the new pony and whispered to him "Alright, by order of the Princess, you may gain your freedom if you kill the young one."
The eyes on the pony shot open as he charged the colt. He drew his blade, as the colt took a fighting stance, the sword came down and the colt skillfully dodge it. The young colt quickly moved to the side as he grabbed the back leg of the stallion and pulled. This made the stallion to fall on his face.
Without giving him a chance to recover the colt twisted the leg and stomped as hard as he could. Snap! the leg was shattered as the stallion cried in agony. The colt was not done yet, he moved from one leg to another breaking each joint as the stallion begged for mercy. Finally, the colt looked to his teacher.
"What are you waiting for?"
The colt grabbed the head of the whimpering station's head with both hoofs and placed his horn on the back of his skull. "Please no, please don't kill me!" screamed the stallion. In one motion the colts horn penetrated his head an gouged out his left eye in the process.
"Not bad, but you hesitated! That's one hour of torture for you." Death said. The colt did not say anything as he left the camber to head towards the dungeon.
'This cannot be right, I may be young but even I know this cannot be right' he thought on the way. 'at least I hardly feel the sting of a whip as painful anymore.'
5 years later
The young stallion entered his magic instructors room. The room was full of slaves changed to one side, they were our test subjects. Out of the other door cam the mare that taught the art to him, she was orange from snout to tai with a lightning bolt for a mark. Her name is swift-to-tongue.
"Alright test time!" she said haply "This is my favorite part, seeing the worthless peace of crap I was given prove they are worth something." She points over to the slaves and stated "Freeze" the young stallion lets fly a blue beam hitting the first slave turning him into an ice sculpture. "Burn" the stallion looks at the next one and flames sprout from his fur. The slave cries out for a second until he fell to the ground dead. "Shock" Bolts of lightning streak to the third, her body shakes uncontrollably until the spell stops. The body falls to the ground. "Good, now practice your transmuting skills on the rest, be sure to kill them before you go to your cell" She says as she leaves the room.
The last five slaves look at the young one, with terror in their eyes.
'This will not a painless death' he thought 'I am sill a novice at it, most will die as much' He looked at the first one. Screams filled the castle walls for the next ten ours before the young one left the room.
Once back at his cell he looks at his reflection 'at least you are still here, and look at that! You are not bloody red! Well at least I can see some green in there.' he thought. The young stallion now looked lean, but muscular his wings are easily larger than any of the pegasus. His horn was even longer then the princesses.
'Why do I look like this? Why do I have both wings and a horn like the princess and yet I don't agree with anything she does?'
2 years later
Six new mares have come to the castle after they defeated Moonshine. Moonshine is the younger sister of Sunburn, equal to her in all areas but Moon is kind and that was why she used a spell to take shelter on the moon for a thousand years. When she came back, these six stood against her and used the aspects of hatred to change her into Blood Moon.
The six are sun's "special friends" and they enjoy one another's company every day. Each and every time the young stallion is forced to watch their sadistic display of fun.
Steadfast the stallion keeps thinking 'I refuse to be taken in by this! I will never join them. I will be the one to kill them for what they have done. first ill need to get allies, let's see there is Moonshine if I can turn her back, there is Balance the spirit of harmony once again I need to know how to break him free of the stone spell, there are the changelings and also King Ronba, of the crystal empire, too bad he is only a shadow right now.'
"Princess, who is that stallion and more impotently why is he not joining us?" asked the aspect called Midnight.
Sun looked up to see the young stallion standing like a rock "Right ... I never gave him a name have I?" she asked.
The stallion snapped out of his thought and answered within a blink of an eye "No milady, this one haves not a name." She looked around for a second and states from this day forth your name is Hanted Shadow" No one corrected her about the word Hanted since they would be killed.
one year later
Hoof steps could be heard as Hanted ran through the early morning streets, the aspects in close pursuit. He turns onto a different road as he kept sprinting as bolts of magic flew past him.
One of the guards hit him making his horn glow 'Shit, they countered my magic, I'll have to try and out fly them.' He stretches out his wings to their full extent (ten feet, which is ridiculous considering most ponies are only four feet tall) and with one great sweep of his wings he took off only to be hit again. This time his wings clamped close to his body, as he fell back to the ground.
He curled up into a ball a as he hit the ground so he would not lose too much momentum. He rolled to his hoofs and took off once again 'At least I have a larger lead on them now.' He thought haply. He turned down another road then into the alleyway and hid behind a trash can.
In Ponyville
In a house in the form of a tree a lavender pony passed back and forth. 'The princess will want another friendship letter' she thought 'and none of the ponies I know need help with anything. What should I do?' After a few minutes of thinking an idea came to her.
"I know! I'll just summon a pony that needs help!" She exclaimed happily. She grabbed two spell sheets and red them: the first was How to summon a pony, and the other was How to increase a spells range. As she started to write on a piece of parchment the
thought 'Alright if I combined the two I can make a new spell!' As soon as she finished the merging of the two she cast the spell.
To the pony that needs me most.
No matter the coast.
I send you a bridge to me
So that you may see.
Help is always here.
So you need not fear.
She looked around expectantly, not seeing any pony standing in front of her she thought 'The spell must have worked, I feel drained. It must have sent the pony some ware nearby. The poor pony is probable scared out of their mind.' With that she took off to find the stranger.
In a alleyway in the capital city
Hanted once again was running after he was found by a guard. 'At least I had a small rest the magic canceller is no longer in effect. He took a can from the trash an sent a bit of magic inside it. Then he took off the alley, taking a left as he exited it.
Soon he found himself running at full speed to the gates when Midnight leapt out in front of him. She was a lavender unicorn with deep purple main with a pink strip in it. her markings are of six pointed stars. She sent out a lavender beam directly at him.
Knowing that he could not hope to outfight her with so many of her allies closing in he enacted a teleportation spell to the alleyway using his magically enhanced can as a beacon. Once there he set off again, but as he neared the end of the alley a violet portal formed right in front of him 'Shit I'm going thought it.'
Hanted was encased in this spell 'Well this must be the work of the magic aspect. Where am I going to be sent the dungeons, coliseum, or the aspect of screams "fun room"? Just then he could hear
We raised this barn, we raised this barn
Yes, we did
Together we sure raised this barn
Yes, we did
Being together counts the most
We all came here from coast to coast
All we need to strive is to be
Is part of the Apple family
He soon found himself falling from the sky, back first, at an insane speed. As he looked over his shoulder and saw a large red building coming at him fast. He braced for impact as he shot thought it, brining the structure down as he exited the other side.
As he hit the ground a small creator formed. 'Shit that hurt, I think my front left leg just busted. If that's the only thing I'll be lucky. What was with that strange way of talking I heard?' He looked up to see many earth ponies standing around him, all of them had ether a look of anger
'Nothing strange there'
And another the stallion did not recognize. "Hay their partner" said one of them in a soft voice "you alright?"
Hanted looked to see the one that spoke, and to his horror it was Apple Rot the aspect of lies. one hoof extended out to him. Thinking quickly he sent a blinding flash from his horn making the surrounding ponies go blind for an instant. More than enough time for him to teleport in rapid succession up the small creator and twenty feet down a dirt road.
"O no ye don't ya varmint!" she shouted as she took off after him.
