The King of Storms

Chaos.

That was the only word that could describe the utter chaos going on outside. Pieces of land floating in the air, weird creatures appearing. Everyone was required to go to the least affected place: The Royal Castle. I've never explained it to you, have I?

Imagine a huge cave, made out of crystal, with a single room big enough to house a Titanwing. I'd never met King Bellum, but the tales I've heard about him scared me. They say he lost an eye fighting The Dragon King. That he had gone toe-to-toe with a Draconequus. That he had killed an Alicorn. When I met him, I could tell everything I had been told was true.

He was white as frost, with a long thin scratch across his left eye. His tail was incredibly long, the tip larger then the main section of Stong-Red's body. Anger suddenly pressed onto me, and I remembered what his name was.

King Bellum. In the tounge of the Alicorns, that meant King War. Maybe his presence alone could start wars? My mind began to wonder, but a word interrupted my train of thoughts.

"Chaos." King Bellum said. Everyone turned their heads to look at him.

'That is one of the two words that could describe what is going on outside. The other, is Discord." That final word seemed to carry some meaning.

I heard something in the distance: the clopping of hooves. I wasn't the only one who heard it, however. The King looked at the direction the sound was coming from. Two creatures burst in.

They were both tall: 35 feet by my calculations. They had flowing ethereal manes, with huge wings and pointy horns. Their eyes were glowing. One had red eyes, a black coat, with a pure white mane. (1) The other one, the slightly taller one was glowing, mane and coat changing color every few seconds. Everyone in the room present began growling, but King Bellum let out a hearty laugh.

"Good friends!" He boomed. The creatures nodded, appearing in a flash of light infront of the King.

"We heard news of chaos. We figured it was Discord, so we came as fast as we could." The taller one said. Looking closer, I could see that she had the slightly rounder head of a mare. I racked my brain for knowledge of alicorn's. I then recalled a paragraph from a book on the subject.

The Living Legends

50,000 years after the Great Cataclysm, only two alicorns remain. Their names, are King Titanius and Queen Varmix. Queen Varmix is the elder of the two, and far more powerful. The full extent of their power is unknown, only that they, along with King Bellum have the power to fight a Draconequus.

I had little doubt that the alicorns near me were Queen Varmix and King Titanius. Later on in the book, the description of the alicorns matched the appearance of the ones in the same room as me. The alicorns spoke again, although this time mentally.

"Drakons. The Chaos Bringer has declared war upon us: and we will strike back! To victory!" They "said", teleporting us out of the cave. It was even more chaotic then before. Exploding trees. Chocolate milk rain, and Hot chocolate lightning. Sneezing thunder and lava roads. In the center of chaos, there was a huge beam of chaotic energy pulsing out of a throne. A chimera-like creature was sitting on the throne, it's two fangs pulsing with energy. We all went to the center, the air crackling with energy.

A wave of energy stopped the chaos for a second: Then it reformed at double the force. The chimera smiled. The alicorns blasted a wave of magic at it, but the chimera simply blocked it with a claw.

"DISCORD!" King Bellum bellowed, both mentally and physically. It took all my strength not to be torn apart by the sheer force that Bellum's mental voice carried.

"BELLUM!" Discord shouted back at him, laughing crazily. A sharp pop, and the creature was right in front of the King.

"BY SECTION 9 OF THE IMPERIAL ORDER, YOU ARE NOT ALOUD ON THIS GROUND. LEAVE AT ONCE." Discord sighed, then pulled out a glass of chocolate milk. He then threw it at the King, the explosion sending Bellum flying backwards.

"By Section -9 of the FUCK YOU chaos, I am allowed here." Discord replied casually. The alicorns growled, summoning their weapons. King Bellum pushed himself off his claws, glowing with energy. I returned my focus to the alicorn's weapons.

Queen Varmix had a glaive, one that was twice as long as her horn. King Titanius had a pure black sword with a sickly white aura flowing around it. Discord smiled, summoning two razor sharp scythes. He wrapped his paw (and claw) around them, getting into a fighting stance.

"B-B-B-BOSSS BATTLE!"

The next few minutes passed incredibly fast. I saw a supernova of light, then felt a pulse of magic energy. I saw a literal hurricane of blade slashes. Discord was standing with a bored expression on his face, King Bellum was on the ground, half dead. Titanius had his horn sliced off, and his wings too. Varmix was the only one standing.

"Tut, Tut, Tut. I thought you knew better then to attack me without Accord's help." Discord sighed. Varmix growled, lunging at Discord, about to pierce his heart.

A scream. A sickening scream. It sounded like hundreds of creatures screaming at once. It sounded like death. Varmix simply disappeared, the only God-being remaining standing was Discord. He smiled, then cages smashed down upon the Drakon's. King Bellum tried to stand up, but Discord pulled out a huge fly swatter. He smashed King Bellum with it, and then there was a sickening crunch. And all was silent.

Seconds. Minutes. Hours. Days. Months. Years. Centuries. Millenia. I don't know how long the silence lasted, but it was scarier then anything I had ever heard, seen, or even known. My mind and heartbeat were racing, and all I could do is stare in shock as the Blood of War (2) seeped into the earth. Then something interrupted the silence. A laugh.

I was furious. No sane creature could laugh at the death of something so...beautiful. (3) The other Drakon's agreed with me. Then our power surged. It was as if every Drakon was focusing their power through me, and every Drakon was focusing their power through the one's who were focusing me. (4) We were an army of gods.

And we were fresh out of mercy. A blast of energy erupted from me- No. Not me. From us. Discord's paw glowed, and the full force of an army of gods met with the force of a titan. Bones snapped. Horn's shattered. Life was extingushed. But it was worth it, just to cause that monster pain.

The energy faded from us, and we fell to the ground. Discord wasn't smiling any longer. Streaks of red matted his fur. (5) He was shaking slightly. And he was missing a fang. His body was destroyed, bones pushing out of the skin. Blood pooling on the ground. He slowly began to repair himself.

I looked at the others. They were almost all dead. Bones cracked, eyes exploded. Chaos in their skin. I looked down, and saw the mark of chaos upon my chest. I looked back at the dead Drakons. Then I began crying.

Strong-Red? Dead.

King Bellum? Dead.

My entire family? Dead.

And...Ista Pulchara? Dead.

I howled at Discord, lunging at him. I wanted to rip him to shreds. To kill him. TO REND THE FUCKING FLESH FROM HIS FUCKING SKELETON!(6) But he was too good. He infused his claw with Chaos magic, stopping me mid-air.

"Tell you what kid. As the only survivor who can still stand, I'll grant you ONE favor! Anytime. Anywhere. Almost anything." He said. I struggled, trying to slice his head off. He sighed at my futile efforts. He infused his paw with chaos magic, enhancing his strength. I was turned into a drakon-base ball, and he picked up a baseball bat out of nowhere. He hit me with enough force to kill an Alicorn, but it didn't hurt. Not in the slightest. Instead it healed my few wounds. I was sent flying.

I landed head first in the middle of a forest, tears soaking my eyes. I looked up to see the moon in the sky. I sighed. Night was always my favorite time. (7) I gave into nights embrace, then wandered into dreamland.

1: color scheme doesn't matter character does...color scheme doesn't matter character does...

2:

The blood of war. It is the very essence of war itself. Said to run through the physical, mental, spiritual, and magical body of the host, it grants the host extreme powers, both physical and magical. Along with the power to cause wars by simply strolling along the beach side.

3: Bellum means beautiful. It also means war. (9) (10)

4: I know this is sort of a paradox but...screw it.

5: Fur? Coat? Hide?

6: Tempest is related to a sailor.

7: Tempest + Luna = Tuna (11)

8: Celestia is around 10 feet in my world. Yikes, that's a long weapon you've gots, Varmix.

9: The latin peeps have a sense of irony.

        10: I used google translate for the definition. Now that I used it again, it's something different. MAKE UP YOUR MIND GOOGLE.

11: Nope. I'm not shipping them. Well..maybe I am but..IT"S NOT CANON.