Part 2.5

“And so brings forth the end of The Elders Wars, and the end of The Elder Era. The elements now carry the weight of the world on their shoulders. The legions of chaos have been reduced to the chosen heir, the bringers of true life left the world. And thus, bringing forth The Reformation Era, where the last two alicorns and their daughter of the sun, are left to repair the damage that has been done.”

-The Genesis Of Equestria, chapter 13:27-29

The morning sun finally rises from the mountain tops of the equestrian border as its rays of sunlight slowly spread their warmth to all sorts of life in the country. Somewhere in the everfree forest near a river is where three mares, who have been resurrected, spent the night in that area, by Ander’s orders, they are not yet ready to go out into the public just yet. Two of them, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo, are still sleeping near each other. While one of them, Applebloom, woke up from a terrible nightmare and decided to look in her reflection in the river until her friends wake up. As she looks at her reflection, she always wondered, what would happen after they are done with Big Macintosh? She let the thought of that seep into her mind, while trying to forget about all she has been through during the incident with Big Mac. She hears a couple of hoofsteps and quickly turns to see who it was, only to reveal that it was Anders getting down on his knees and sits next to her. Anders turns his gaze to the red haired mare “you didn’t have a good nights sleep?”

Applebloom turns her head to look at the armored Alicorn “I did, it was just a little nightmare, thats all.”

“Sometimes they come and they go.”

“One thing that I just don’t get is how come Miedo was feeling grief? I mean, isn't he supposed to be the Avatar of fear?”

“Even an Avatar would feel a different emotion, they were given secondary emotions. Which will only kick in at the right moment.”

The young mare then wants to ask him something, but she wasn’t sure how to say it. So she says it anyways “I don’t mean to ask something personal but........ have you ever felt grief over something before?”

Anders grew silent for a minute and begins taking in a deep breath, then slowly exhales from his lungs.“ I have before, but it was over something of a family matter.”

Applebloom raised an eyebrow “what was it?”

“I killed my own brother.”

“Wait................. WHAT?!”

“Now before you get any ideas, let me tell you what happened. It all started 3000 years ago when I used to be called the Alicorn of justice. My brother, Rache, was the Alicorn of vengeance, and one of the best Alicorn generals during the Elder Wars.”

“What's the Elder Wars?”

The Alicorn gave her an answer “it was the great war between the Alicorn’s, Avatars, Titans, and Draconequus. It was also called ‘the battles that ended The Elder Era’. Through half of the war, my brother fell in love with a young mare, she was an earth pony like none he had ever laid eyes on before. He brought her flowers and everything he thought would make her happy. He was going to retire from the war and propose to the young mare, but all of that changed when his heart was broken.”

Apple Bloom starts rolling her eyes in annoyance “Ugh, let me guess, he went through a major breakup?”

Anders shakes his head in response to Applebloom’s question, “the mares life was taken from her by the Draconequus, as well as the village she lived in. We made it back to the floating city of the Alicorn’s along with whatever survivors we rallied up. I knew in my brother's heart that he felt pain, and sorrow.”

Apple Bloom then starts feeling bad for his brother, she knew that the Draconequus were evil, but she didn’t know they were ‘that’ evil. “I... don’t know what to say.” Apple Bloom said as her lips shaped into a frown “but......... did he have anything left of her.”

“He did have one thing that he held onto dearly after the incident.”

“What was it?”

“His newborn colt, he kept hold of his young foal ever since that mare died. I thought he would retire from the war to take care of him.” The Alicorn takes in another deep breath and sighs a little bit. “But sadly I was wrong about him. He let his own sense of Vengeance blind him from the duty of protecting his newborn, to something I never thought he would do in my entire life.”

Apple Bloom raises an eyebrow in confusion “what did he do?”

“One night when I came to check on him and his foal, I only found his son sleeping in his crib, all by himself. Rache was nowhere to be found in his chambers, but then I heard an explosion coming from the far west part of the countryside. I tracked the location of the explosion to one of the Draconequus cities and went to investigate what happened. When I arrived at the city, it was worse than I thought. The city was in flames, Draconequus corpses covered the streets with their own blood, and my brother was standing triumphantly at the center of the pile. He even killed not just the men, but the women and children as well.”

Applebloom squinted her eyes a little bit “Hey, they had it coming to them.”

The armored Alicorn rolls his eyes, “I knew in my heart that justice had to be served, and it was my own act of justice that lead me to kill my own brother. But I was not quite ready to lose him yet, so I absorbed his soul and took it into my own. Since then, our souls and our power became one.”

Applebloom then gets up surprisingly “why on earth did you do that?”

“He was my twin brother, and the only blood relative I had left, I just didn’t want to see his soul pass away in the stars.”

The red mane colored mare raises an eyebrow, “I guess that's legitimate enough, but what ever happened to his newborn colt?”

“He needed a new home, and a new family since his father wasn’t around. And I couldn’t take care of him because of my duty in the war. So I gave him to a group of Earth Pony Nomades to raise him as one of their own. For you see Applebloom, that child and my brother, are ‘YOUR’ ancestors.”

Apple Bloom starts showing an expression that shows she is both surprised and shocked at the same time. She just couldn’t believe it, this whole time, the family she grew up with in Sweet Apple Acres are related to an Alicorn. All she can do at that time is stand there confused. “So let me get this straight” Applebloom said as she was trying to get her thoughts together “Your brother, is one of my great grandfathers.”

Anders nods his head “you could say that, yes. But don’t forget that Applejack & Big Mac are related to him as well in that same way.”

Applebloom gives herself a face hoof “Is there anything else that I don’t know?”

“Indeed there is, if you're looking at it ancestral wise, the bearers of The Elements Of Harmony are descendants of Alicorns.”

“Well, I didn’t see that coming!”

“Each of the bearers of The Elements Of Harmony are related of six different Alicorns. Each Alicorn represents six different attributes. Nature, Wisdom, Thunder, Vengeance, Love, and Mystique. Any pony who is descended from an Alicorn, is given the appropriate name ‘Aliborn’.”

Apple Bloom continues looking at him confused “so do these Aliborn’s have any magic whatsoever?”

Anders nods his head a little bit, “they do indeed, however their powers isn’t like the normal magic you see everyday from a unicorn. The powers of a Aliborn are sealed away inside their hearts, unless they go through the awakening, an Aliborn will never use his or her powers.”

“Listen partner” Applebloom said silencing Anders with her hoof “ I don’t think I need any special powers to beat Big Macintosh. I got my friends to help me.”

“It’s your decision Applebloom not mine, but for now, we need to wake the others for final preparations. You must be ready for the battle ahead of you.”

“What the hell was that for Primus?” Miedo asked the white robed figure in front of him. “That stupid feeling you call ‘grief’ was interfering with my job!”

Here, Miedo stands in the throne room of his superior, the leader of the Avatars. He goes by many names, such as ‘The Father Of Life.’ But to his brothers and sisters, he is known as ‘Avatar Primus,’ for he is the creator of the Avatars. Because of this, he commands not one, not two, but every single emotion and feeling known in the mortal world. As for his throne room, the wall itself is made entirely out of alabaster, the floor itself is made out of indestructible diamonds with a cyan color. And behind his throne, a glass window standing 14ft tall, ten inches wide, and it gives you a view of the blue sky, as well as the clouds. As for the appearance of Primus, like all Avatars, you can not see his body, but you can feel it. Well, except for the eyes. He wears a white robe and has on a hood to prevent anyone seeing his invisible appearance. His eyes are all the colors of the world, not blended together, but one color is perfectly separate from the other. And like all Avatars he has wings, but with his current position in power, one wing is different from the other. His right wing is white, and like that of an angel, while his left wing is black, with a draconic like appearance. “Miedo” Primus said in a wise, god like voice, “you have the feeling of grief for a reason, so what gives you the right to accuse me?”

Miedo scoffs at his creator “you gave it to me in the first place!”

“Only as a part of your punishment my brother, for the crime you committed back in The Elder Wars.”

“The only crime I committed was spreading fear into the hearts of our enemies!”

“Do you honestly think that silly old cover up of yours will work? I know what you did! I know, our brothers and sisters know, even the dead human spirits know what happened!”

“Their deaths were their fault! They wanted to fight by our side, who are we to refuse our creations the privilege of fighting with their gods?”

“How long must you continue to play stupid with me?” Primus gets up from his throne and stares straight into Miedos orange eyes. “I ordered the humans to stay out of the war, as part of the peace treaty we made with The Alicorns during the war. Which clearly stated that once the war was over, we would leave Equestria with the human race, find them a new planet, so they can live in that world with free will. We found the humans during the final battle in that dreaded war, and they died from a cloud of fear and death. Care to explain that?”

“I.... I... don’t think I can.”

Primus slowly shakes his head with disapproval, “You waste my time like a spoiled child wanting attention from the parent who spared the rod! Don’t you remember what happened?”

“I do!”

“Then remind me Miedo, remind me of what you did” Primus ordered as a red smoke began to form where his hands should be seen. As the smoke finally faded away, a pair of black hands with red cracks took form, one for each arm. Primus and Miedo know well of what will happen if either one of those hands make physical contact. If it touches anyone, no matter what race, they will be feeling pain beyond comprehension, beyond description itself. “This will hurt me more than it will hurt you brother” Primus said to the black hooded Avatar. “It would be best for the both of us if we just make this quick and painless.”

Miedo shakes his head “We both know what happened, I’m not wasting my time with you.”

As Miedo turns to make his leave, Primus barreds the door with some kind of barrier only he himself can break. “Miedo” Primus starts in “I grow tired of this. You killed the humans when The Elder Wars ended, as for punishment, I ripped the skin off of your wings to make them thickly boned as they are now. I cursed you to be viewed as the harbinger of death to the mortals, and I gave you grief just so you might learn a lesson. Why Miedo? Why must you always lead yourself astray from my judgment?”

“What did those humans ever do for us? Ever since the ponies became our allies, the humans rejected us, and worshiped The Alicorns when they showed up in areas where we could not assist in. We made the humans so they might be like the ponies, but instead, we developed nothing but a cancer to Equestria!”

“How dare you call them such a thing!?”

“Think about it Primus, while they murdered, raped, and cheated off of their own kind, they did the same thing to the ponies. And while we were at war with the equines, one of the human kings had the balls to rape Queen Navatara in view of the public, and that Alicorn was Celestia’s grandmother! I was only doing you a favor Primus, the human race are monsters!”

“Not all of them Miedo, there were those who walked in the light.”

“Yeah, but did any of their kind heed their advice? NO! Of course they didn’t!

Primus’s anger then begins to burn “If you as much say one more thing about my creations...”

“Is that all it takes?” Miedo said, forming some hands of his own, except they are jet black with orange cracks. Then starts taking out his scythe hidden under the back of his robe. “The humans may live in another earth, in another galaxy. They think what really happens in Equestria is all part of a television show for little girls. But what of those things called ‘bronies?’ Even though they spread love and tolerance, it’s their ‘cloppers’ that made people think they are either gay or pedophiles. Clopper or not, if any brony steps foot into Equestria, I will gladly kill it in front of the very ponies he or she has come to adore.”

Primus’s black hands fade away, and replaces them with a pair of blue hands with white cracks. He then takes out his sheathed weapon from the back of his robe as well. Only this time, the weapon itself is a Greatsword, with a length of twelve feet, three inches tall, and he is strong enough to carry the weapon with one hand. And his strength lets him hold it like a one handed sword. As he grabs the hilt with his right hand, he uses the left to unsheath the covering for his weapon. No one has ever come close to breaking this legendary sword. Despite the fact its made of platinum, with one small swing of his sword, it would destroy the entire living organism it makes contact with. But that ability only happens when he battles mortals, when it comes to immortals, there are other perks. Aether manipulation, great strength, devastating damage, and the power to remove the immortality of another god. The swords reputation gave it the name ‘Khela Samapti,’ in The Avatar language, it means ‘The End Game.’

“For too long Miedo” Primus said as he carries Khela Samapti by the hilt with his right hand. “For far too long, I have tried my best to be easy on you, and I do it cause you are family to me. But it appears I must do what I should have done in the first place.”

“Oh?” Miedo questions “and what exactly is it you should have done?”

“Kick. Your. Ass.”

“You brought this upon yourself Primus, since you refused to remove my grief, I’m going to take your throne!”

“No one can survive Khela Samapti’s power, not even The Titans that gave Equestria its terrestrial elements. Discord himself has a reason to fear this blade, and I gave him that reason when I killed his father. And when that gave him a little fear, I destroyed the ponies that he created, the ones that lived under his rule. The ponies he called ‘generation 3.5’ if I’m correct, and of course I am, because I made it happen!

“Enough talk! Let us end this once and for all!

“Go ahead Miedo, make my day.”

Miedo charges in and gives a swing of his scythe to the one that created him. Sadly, for Miedo, Primus blocks the attack with his Greatsword and punches Miedo’s face with his left hand. The force of the attack pushes Miedo with great force, and his body collides with the barrier blocking the great doors made of gold. The Avatar quickly recuperates and lands on the ground with his feet. Primus and Miedo charge at each other, both with weapon in hand. As the sword and scythe clashed, the energy coming off of both blades wrestle with each other. Both Avatars continue to swing their weapons at each other, but as Miedo keeps a defensive stance, Primus continues to swing his sword at the foe he calls brother. Primus notices Miedo’s defensive stance is starting to give out, so he uses that to his advantage.

Before Primus could strike however, Miedo stares at the part of the ground his creator is standing in. His eyes glow orange and a dark vortex with an orange lining appears below Primus. From the vortex, A giant hand, with the same appearance as Miedo’s hands, grabs him and keeps him in the hand’s tough grip. Primus has seen, and used this before, this technique is made to fill whoever is trapped within the hand full of fear. Usually, when the fear gets to you, terrifying visions blot out your train of thought. And once they have control, you scream out of fear from the terrible hallucinations. It is exactly what Miedo was expecting out of Primus, but instead, the white hooded Avatar is..... laughing? “What the hell is so funny?” Miedo asked him “Do you find humor in all of this?”

“Have you forgotten who you are fighting with already? Let me remind you of something, when you use your power of fear on me, it will only make mine stronger.” Miedo suddenly realises that Primus is still holding Khela Samapti, even though he is still trapped within the giant fist. The Avatar uses his sword and slices off the fingers keeping him in their solitary confinement. He then drives the sword through the vortex under him and closes it. “This is exactly why I don’t bother fighting with you. Ever since I punished you for your crimes, all you have done with your power is hold it back. Did you not say you want to take my throne?”

Miedo breaths in and out heavily and angrily “I did!”

“Then stop holding back your powers and fight!”

“Take away this stupid grief of mine, and I will!”

“I’ll give you something to grief over!” Sparks of energy begin to show coming out of the blade in Primus’s hand. The blade’s aura became visible, bringing out a golden color filled with aetherial energy. Miedo focuses his power of fear and transfers it into his scythe, causing his weapon of death to radiate it’s aura with an orange light. Both Avatars charge toward each other, and with one more clash of their weapons, BOOM. An explosion forms from their weapons. The blast destroyed everything except for the diamond floor, smoke covered the field of battle, making it impossible to see what is happening now. The smoke slowly starts to fade away, revealing both Primus and Miedo are still alive. Only difference is, Miedo is down on his knees, with his scythe broken into pieces. As for Primus, he stands victorious, with the tip of his blade at where Miedo’s throat should be. Primus continues to keep his guard up, in case Miedo does anything. “Why must you do this to me Miedo?” Primus asked the black hooded Avatar “Why must you continue to leave me with no other option? We are supposed to be brothers, the brotherly bond of two Avatars is as strong as the density of the universe’s center. The reason I have not killed you yet is because we are a family, and family does not try to kill each other like we are now. We are supposed to have a strong bond dammit, I'm trying to get you to see that.”

Miedo goes silent for a moment, then works up the nerve to speak. “If we are family, then why didn’t you take away what I wanted you to take away? Why did you give me grief Primus?!”

“Because, I only wanted it to remind you of the past, so that you may learn from your mistakes. And you did with Scootaloo, you don’t know how proud I am of you for doing that Miedo. You made her a flightless pegasis no more, I knew there was some good in you.”

“Don’t say that! I.... Just hurry up and do it already.”

“Don’t continue this with me Miedo, I only want what is best for you. As long as I’m in charge, you have my permission to live.”

“Keep it, I’d rather die.” Miedo gets up and walks to the ledge of the diamond made floor, then turning to see his creator. He opens his arms and says “Do it.”

“Before I do this Miedo” Primus said as he charges his sword “after I do this, the effects will be a little different than you thought.”

“Don’t hesitate Primus, I already found out on my own. I’m making up for my past sins. After all, we both know what will come if Macintosh dies.”

It took awhile for the realization to hit Primus, as it did, he simply nodded with approval. The Avatar’s sword charges with aetherial energy, then he makes one final charge towards the black hooded figure. The sword thrust straight into Miedo’s heart, harvesting the immortal blood it circulates. Miedo slowly breaths as the sword continues dining on everything that makes him an Avatar. As soon as it was done, Primus yanked the sword out of Miedo’s heart as soon as it stopped beating. The Avatar gently pushes Miedo’s lifeless body off the edge, looks below, watches his brother falling, and will simply wait. Wait for any news if Miedo stopped what they foretold would happen to Equestria.

Sweet Apple Acres, everything has changed ever since Macintosh became the head honcho of the family business. There are more apple trees than usual, tents and burnt out campfires covers the front lawn, everything is just different with all of this things. Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, and Anders stand in front of the entryway to the farm that belongs to The Apple Family. This is it, the three mares have been waiting for this moment, now then can settle the score with Big Macintosh. As they begin to cross through that entry gate, Anders stopped them for a minute with his hoof. “This is as far as I can go” Anders said to the three mares “after your battle, I will come to put Macintosh on The Scales Of Justice.”

Apple Bloom starts disagreeing “What are we supposed to do without you? We may need you to watch over our backs.”

“I am not the warrior I was before, but I know somepony who is.” The Alicorn concentrates on the magic in his horn, and surrounds his flaming duet mane. As the blue flame in his mane is unharmed, the red flame looks as if it is splitting apart. With enough force, the red fire finally came apart, thus leaving Anders’s mane to it’s original flaming blue. The red flame on the ground slowly gets bigger, and bigger, and bigger until it is the same size as Anders. Then, out from the fire came forth a different male Alicorn. Even though he has the same wingspan and height as Anders, his entire body armor is black with a red lining, and his cutie mark has the face of some kind of vengeful monster. Sweetie Belle’s mouth becomes a gap for a moment, “who the hay is that stallion?”

The armored Alicorn walks closely to them, then stares directly at Apple Bloom. The mare showed no fear or hesitation, and the one towering over her knows it as well. “So” the armored stallion started off “I finally get to see one of my descendants.”

“Eeyup, howdy grandpa.”