The Equestrian games

by myslaayor

Rating: teen
Tags: Sad, Gore, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Tragedy, Scootaloo, Adventure
Length: 1129

After the fall of Celestia, Nightmare Moon became queen of Equestria and forced ponies aged 9 to 19 to compete for their lives for her own enjoyment.

Written and edited by myslaayor and yeshz.

we really appreciate feedback so we can improve the next chapters.

Published 2012-05-21 08:44:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-05-21 08:44:01 UTC

Prologue,chapter 1

Prologue,chapter 1

The Equestrian Games

Myslaayor is Moonlight Dasher
Yeshz is Eden

Prologue

In Equestria, after the dark times of Nightmare Moon and Discord, the ponies lived in precious harmony with their holy Princess Celestia. Celestia embodied the ancient power of the Elements of Harmony in six, brave ponies: Loyalty, Laughter, Generosity, Honesty, Kindness, and the most important… Magic. These brave ponies are the guardians of harmony in Equestria… until the return of Nightmare Moon. Nightmare Moon broke Discords stone chains, and rallied Queen Chisyalis changelings to overthrow Princess Celetria’s throne, in a desperate attempt to use the Elements with a letter she sent, only she saw the ponies bound in iron chains thrown in the throne room with Queen Chisyalis roaring with laughter behind them. Shocked by this, she lit up her horn and threw a bolt of sunlight at Nightmare Moon in a last attempt to defeat her; it only ended up in failure. Laughing with an icy edge she launched a bolt of pure darkness at Celestia. Killing her, in an instant. By that exact day, they hold an annual day called. The Equestrian Games.

Reaping Day

Name: Moonlight Dasher
District: 5
Date: June 6

“Dash! Dash! Where are you? You know you have to get ready for the Reaping Ceremony!” yelling at the top of his lungs at the clouds hoping Rainbow Dash would hear him.

Moonlight was a cloudy grey colt with wings, as he was a Pegasus, he had spiky green hair with dark cream yellow striped mane and the same with his tail, his eyes were purple in color, he was young in age about 14 years old somewhat close in age as Rainbow Dash, as she was only a year older then him.

“Yeah, yeah, I hear you, so would you please be quiet, so you know, I can get washed up!” she responded quite annoyed. She really hated getting
Woken up so early.

“Yeah, well hurry up it starts in 2 hours!” he responded.

He walked back to his house where he resided with his adopted parents, for his parents he never knew. as they died in the Canterlot revolt.

The house wasn’t much, but it was home. It was old and rotten to hell, it had a hole in the side of the house maybe rats, I told myself, but I would rather not find out. We have few bits of furniture and it smells bad.

“Mom! I’m home!” as he yelled to nothing but a wall, he knew they were home maybe in the bedroom as it was connected to the living room. Not every pony had that luxury. “Hi honey! Where’s Dashie? Is she getting ready? You know what happens when she is late!”
“Calm down she is in the clouds getting ready. You know how Dash is, clumsy, late. But on the topic, where’s dad? I hadn’t seen him in a few days?” I said with a bit of worry, he always went out on trips for food but comes back in a few hours, but never a few days.

“Don’t worry, he’s in the market trying to get more food by trading some bird he killed, he will be back later. Bloody bird he has been tracking it for the time he was gone, Anyway have you been training with the kunai your dad gave you on your birthday?” she asked curiously as she was leaving the living room and started to eye me.

“Yes, I have. I am so close to hit one of those filthy rats that have been gnawing on the rafters. I’m going upstairs to get ready for the Ceremony.” I lied for the kunai’s; I did not practice those for quite a bit lately, since I was hanging around with Rainbow Dash so often that I lost track. Besides I would not use them for fighting, since my name is only entered 3 times, same goes for Dash. I walked along upstairs hearing all the creaks and cracks by the rotting floorboards, before arriving at my bedroom.

Shared with Rainbow Dash, our room was quite small with only 2 beds and a dresser. As I was getting ready, I heard my mom call my name saying a small filly came by to visit. So I quickly got ready and slid down the handrail to meet my most favourite filly in the world.

Scootaloo was a young filly about 9 years old. Has a peach coat, magenta mane and tail, mane was flamboyant and her tail was just spiky. Her eyes were exactly like mine.
Her wings were underdeveloped.

“Hey scoots what’s up?” while giving her a massive hug knowing it could be the last one. She was cold and shaken, and looked terrified.

I let her go “Scoots, what’s wrong? You always are joyful and fuzzy when you come here.” I asked quite worried

“ I put my name in more times for a meal, this could be the last time I ever see you again.” she jumped at me and started to cry into my mane as I could feel the warm tears in my mane.

“Don’t worry there are hundreds of ponies in this district and the chances of you getting picked are slim.” I said softly.

“Thanks Moonlight I don’t know what I would do without you!” she replied, relived and thankful she could never ask for a better pony.

“No problem kiddo.” I said back, running my hoof through her mane.

Canterlot’s bell rang

“Ok, its time to go Scoots.” I let out a deep sigh and hustled Scootaloo out the door and I followed her out. I look up in the clouds trying to spot Rainbow Dash, she’s probably already there. So we walked to the Ceremony.

When we got to Canterlot, we noticed the Reaping Grounds was crowded with possible tributes, and in he middle there was a great statue depicting the fall of Celestia. we got lined up in our flights, one is the Colts arranged by youngest to oldest, and the other one is the Mares, youngest to oldest as well.

Nightmare Moon approached toward the microphone and spoke with her royal Canterlot voice “Welcome to the 124th annual Equestrian Games!”

Her voice boomed across the grounds.

“These games represent the mercy of the capitol for not just executing 24 random ponies and saying we made a point.” Her laugh was cold and filled with bloodlust. She just wanted to see young ponies kill each other for her own amusement.

“Lets start with the colts.”

She pulls a slip of papyrus out of a glass bowl with her magic, she clears her throat.

“First tribute. Moonlight Dasher!”

I felt an icy grip of fear clench me, I walked to the stage.