-Prologue-
You shall now be told the tale of a legend, hero, friend, lover, victim. For today you shall hear the story of Omegix Nocturna, a pony who was able to accomplish many great things in his life...but like all legends, this story has a beginning. His life did not begin on the battlefield, but in a quiet town along the western coast of Equestria...
-Chapter One-
...Omegix and Dusty were wandering down the avenues of Crescent, a town Omegix knew would probably be his grave as well as where he was born. Everyday here felt the same to him, with everyday presenting the same routine. Every weekday, he would wake up, eat a bowl of oats, then head off to school. While there, he would do his work, mostly remaining to himself. He only had one other friend, a filly whom he had grown up with, and who shared the same level of nerdy intellect. After school, they would meet and then go off together to, as they put it to outsiders, 'discover'. Dusty Skye, that dorky, goofy magenta colored Earth Pony and Omegix Nocturna, an equally dorky and goofy ivory Unicorn, were both still without a Cutie Mark...and they were about ready to finish their last year of Junior High.
“What do you think will happen to us if we don't get our Marks?”
Omegix looks over at Dusty, shaken from his thoughts, “Well, I assume they would just let us work in a field that we are good at...or, at the least, as factory workers.”
“Yes,” Dusty wrinkles her nose, “I so want to produce the very tools being used to slaughter other ponies...however vile they may be...why don't you join the war effort? What with your broad spectrum of magical talent, I'm sure they would greet you with open arms.”
“You know why,” they stop in front of Omegix's house, “for one, why would I join a war killing Earth ponies everyday? Considering my best friend is one? Also, mother would kill me before the opposition could...I'm all she has left, and she's not about to let me go.”
Dusty stomps on the ground angrily, “that band of traitorous scum tried to assassinate the Sisters, plus the Elements of Harmony, and all because magic isn't the 'Earth Pony Way'. Raging bucking lunatics is what they are, nothing more. I've seen you do extraordinary things with magic, especially when you're fiddling with those electro-technical thingies.”
Omegix looks around, worried someone overheard them talking, "What have i told you about talking about those while in public? if the Authority found out..." Suddenly, Omegix's mother pops her head out the front door, asking if he can lend her a hand in the garden.
"Look, I gotta go, but we can talk more tonight ok? Meet me at our spot, at high-moon, and we can go over anything we may have missed in our Mark Search...and plans for if we never get them..."
