Author's Note

I did end up planning out this story to a Tee. There will easily be 20+ chapters, and I have two more written currently that are to be edited. If you are still reading, continue on as I upload it, it's only going to get better...or worse. In the case of worse...watch as I throw shit at the bars like a fucking ape.

Chapter 14

Dear Diary,

I’ve lived in hay, I’ve slept in dirt, but sleeping in gold behind the massiveness of an elder black dragon was an experience I had not experienced until I had reached that mountain. I must admit, a little part of me is scared for the future. I pray the Dretznig are none the wiser to my slaying of one of their kind. If they did, as the dragon had said, it could lead to the annihilation of this entire world. Also, having planar dragons trying to take my life, and the stones so that an ancient dragon king can reign over this land isn’t exactly how I planned to live out my days. I had to make it to Canterlot, and hope that the Princesses would believe my tale. I didn’t know they were demigods until I was told. If they are half god, then who is their mother or father? More and more questions are beginning to pop up, and I’m not sure I like that.

Before leaving the dragon warned me to be very careful of dretznig roaming the forest looking to avenge one of their own. I know I was able to fight one before, but, how he described some of the attacks the night before, it sounded like I was indeed fighting a fledgling. Definitely not the hunt master he thought it may have been from the size of the claw I brought back. There is one account that I believe will haunt me for the rest of the life I now live.

In the forest there was a little pony, no older than eight years old, and she had gotten herself lost. The dragon had heard the cry of the little pony, and came flying to perhaps aid it in returning to its home, but quickly the cries turned to screams. When the dragon got there, he saw the tail of a dretznig dart into the thickness of the forest, and the little foal, dead. The poor wretch could barely even be recognized when he got there. Even writing about it brings shivers down my spine.

Walking down the mountain however was rather uneventful, and the only creatures I saw were a few birds and a faun running through the woods, looking for its parents. It’s a shame to think of what very well may become of that poor creature. I kept my weapon drawn at all times, waiting for something to jump at me, it didn’t matter who or what it was, I was so on edge it could have been one of the princesses and I probably would have attempted to chop its head. This forest is an evil place, and I must say the dretznig must be stopped, at all costs.

When I finally made it out of the forest, it was such a relief. I was able to feel sunlight shining on me more directly than I could have ever felt in that place. The grass was much warmer in the fields, and I could even hear the faint sound of ponies playing in the distance. I began walking south towards ponyville, hoping that I would reach it before noon.

I was exhausted, but I had to make it there, and then make my way to Canterlot as soon as possible.

I did make it back to Ponyville however, and with my weapon improperly sheathed, ponies were staring. I waved as my face grew red, I wanted to get out of there as fast as possible. I quickly made my way to Twilight Sparkle’s abode, and barged in, hoping that I wasn’t going to be intruding too much. Thankfully, she was just sitting on a small velvet couch, reading a rather thick book.

“Have you ever heard of knocking!” She shouted, quickly hiding her book.

I had been moving at a run nearly all day, so my words came rather choppily, and I may have been panting ever so slightly as I spoke them. “We have a problem.”

“Oh, and what’s that?” She stood, and walked over to me.

“Have you heard of the dretznig?” I asked, hoping she had so I wouldn’t have to go into a long spiel about it.

Her eyes widened, and a nervous sweat began to grow upon her face. “What about them?”

“One attacked me, and I killed it, and apparently me killing one of them could have possibly started a war.” There was a nervous joking tone in my voice.

Her widened even more, giving her the appearance of a female hermaphrodite in a hentai movie getting her dick sucked by Sasha Grey.

“I need to go to Canterlot, warn the princesses.”

“Yes, you do.” She replied, “What you did may have temporarily helped some ponies, but things could very easily get very bad very fast.”

“I’m leaving now.” Those were the final words I spoke before I left her to whatever she had to do. I boarded the train, and from there I saw her out of her home, and talking to various ponies, the last thing I could see was a small panic starting as ponies began rushing to get to their houses, and some even started chasing the train.

I arrived in Canterlot soon after that, and my walk to the city was a quick one, few guards stopped me, apparently Twilight had sent in word that I would be coming, huh, I guess she is capable of helping me.

Upon reaching the capital building, I rushed in, and saw the two Princesses sitting upon their thrones.

I approached them.

“Princess Celestia, Princess Luna, I have grave news.”

“Twilight said you had news to deliver.” Luna said, taking a sip of tea from a moon themed coffee mug.

“The contract between dragons and dretznig very well may have been broken.” I took out my weapon, and showed it to them. “Quite possibly by me. I had to fight it off, and I killed it. According to a dragon I have some kind of draconic essence in me.”

Even the princesses, the demigods, looked worried as I gave them this news. “It had been a long time since the dretznig have left their hunting grounds, and even longer since they banded together for any reason. This is bad, very bad. You said you were able to kill one?” Princess Celestia said.

“Yes.” I replied.

“No pony, no gryphon, no changeling, or dragon, or any other creature has faced a dretznig and lived. Well, that’s not fair to dragons, some have, but it was usually an elder dragon that was able to slay it after it entered its domain.” Princess Celestia said.

“Your point?”

“A war of epic proportions may be ahead of us. We need someone like you who can fight off these beasts. Our armies are nothing compared to even a group of ten dretznig, we would need help to even stand a chance. Would you fight for Equestria?”

“Yes, but there are things that must be done first. These creatures are very spread apart, and if I am to fight I must find the stones of the dragon king.” I said, as Princess Celestia approached me.

“You have those stones?” She asked.

“Yes.”

“You said you met a dragon, and he did not take them from you?”

“That is correct.”

“Then we have no right to take them either, but perhaps you should find the rest of them, the gems of the dragon king are incredibly powerful, and any creature that can obtain all of them could potentially obtain the powers of a god.”

“I need to find these gems, if I have them all, I could fight off the dretznig with relative ease.”

“I wouldn’t go that far.” She said laughing, “These beasts will swarm, our only chance is some forms of guerrilla warfare. Trapping them into our walls, and pouncing on them from behind. However, like you said, it will be awhile before the dretznig are able to form an army. In that time, you must find the others stones. There is rumor of one hidden inside a ruin far to the north, but to find it you must pass through Griffonia as well as the Changeling domain.”

“That could take me months!”

“Precisely, which is why you will need something to assist in your movement.”

I wonder what she meant when she said that the Equestrian military would stand no chance. Couldn’t magic stop these things? I suppose ponies with minimal weapons, and armor wouldn’t be able to fight these beasts, but still.

Just like that, Princess Celestia gave me something, a pair of boots. She handed them to me, and upon putting them on I felt very light weight. I attempted to sprint, but before I could hit full speed I smacked my head into a wall. I raised my arm before saying a brief thank you, and passing out.

I woke up in a bedroom somewhere in the castle, and began writing this entry. A war is brewing, and I have this feeling I’m going to be a big part of it.