Metal Domination

The Legend of Fire and Earth, Part 1

Some say my mind has slowed with age, others say that my studies in the arcane arts had unseen consequences on my sanity but sometimes the most insane prove to be the wisest of ponies, ha that kind of thinking brings unnecessary bother and what not. Why listen to the fool or the mare that saying the skies is blue when it's green? I have found that in my many travels perhaps a little crazed is needed to see the end of the path then again I do feel my age catching up on me so if you will lend this old stallion an ear I swear I won't steal it.

They say that spirits surround us in our every lives dwelling in places unseen of forgotten.....waiting for some arrogant pony to trespass on places that they should never be always waiting to teach those who need to be taught a lesson may be it for good or evil. Pony kind had long learn that one should not partake in the matters of the spirit world after it was the Windigos the spirits of the cold and the unfeeling who shown us the errors of our ways many years ago before we came to our new home Equestria, we learn that the spirits are to be left alone and their lessons learned well. Yet despite pony kind's youthfulness and our.......still red and sore plots from the Windigos sometimes the spirits come to us instead when we less expect it. We can take our newly crowned rulers for example the spirits of the Sun and Moon or rather the royal pony sisters Celestia and Luna, it had been said that after our exodus from the motherland Epona the two sisters came to our leaders at time the so called 'Council of Six' an useless lot really most of them have no lick of sense in them always ignoring old stallions like myself. We know not of where the two had came from nor just what was said at that.....meeting, minus a warning, one single warning ''Do not disturb the harmony of the land.'' At the time we knew not what they meant by those words but now in my old age I wish we did knew all those years ago for if we did then perhaps all of this would never come to pass yet as my father had said to the day that he die tis a dangerous bother going out of your door cause you'll never know when you need a good hard drink and a pretty mare in the bed.

Wise words indeed then again he was an drunk that smelled so sour even those wooden wolves wouldn't touch him. In our youthful arrogant we though we knew better then to listen to that good nature warning, what fools we were yet that's what youth does to a pony. It all started when we destroyed that crystal......that crystal of blacken metal from the shards three roused to pass punishment on the pony race.

- Tales Of The Old by Starswirl the Breaded

Canterlot, one day later

The mountain capital city of Canterlot home to not only the Equestrian Nobility but to the great and ancient Princesses Celestia the spirit of the sun and her twin sister Luna the spirit of the moon......was under attack. The sky was black with the armor shells of the Changelings a race of foul bug-like equines, they were endless in numbers just like their hunger for emotions when the air wasn't fill with they vile kind, it was filled by the screams of defenseless ponies galloping in the streets looking to escape the failing city. It seem all but hopeless for the pony folk of Equestria, the ever stoic royal guards failed to hold the changeling hordes back yet is not due to the lack of heart nor courage it was due to the lack of training the thousand years of peace while did wonders for the nation and was the pride of the pony people but for their military the long peace utterly destroy any means they had to repel the invaders they weren't trained for combat in any sort minus fighting cats stuck in a trees and the odd cake theft. Yet their 'poor' training was only reason why the city  yet to be fully conquered, the nation's most powerful warriors the Princesses themselves were caught up in the castle itself no doubt dueling the Changeling leaders. Yet no word of the Princesses had been received, this did not help the morale of the pony citizenry no it made it worse......

The two trapped spirits of Fire and Earth angrily watched as another battalion of guards fall to the ever inching Changeling horde like leaves in the wind. If the two spirits could show these foals how it's done, they would if they could but they had to deal with the chaos magic first, it was safe to say they would not happy....oh no if the stone could feel what they were feeling, well nothing would be left beside molten rock.

''Guy how much longer do we have to wait.....I-I-I cant watch these so call guards fail so miserably, '' said Eddie shaking his head at how far the Royal Guard had fallen from  the guard from their time '' Ironclad and Bronzeheart must be turning in their graves at this mocky of the guard they founded!''

''Not much longer brother the music almost completely dispelled Discord's magic '' I called back, idly I agreed with Eddie's words about the state of our friends legacy the guard of today is nothing but a mocky of what it was once was back in our day the guard would've held the city turning the battle into a long siege but I knew Celestia and Luna wasn't at fault for the state of the guard it was the idiots that called themselves nobles....ha noble? those fucks are anything but noble their nothing but pussies with lots of money who whine when they don't get their way. Me, Eddie and the girls Celestia and Luna hated Nobles with an passion the only good nobles die a thousand years ago, they were the ones who were actually helpful both on the battlefield and the royal court if the old nobility saw what their houses had become their would cut off their own balls and fed them to the closest timber wolf.

''Guy'' said Eddie his spiritual body drawing upon the power of the earth in the form of earthen armor growing on his spiritual self ''Not much longer isn't good enough these pathetic excuse of soldiers will be desolated long before Dream evil can break though......we need a more powerful metal spell''

''Then who you suggest then,'' I said while agreeing with Eddie's words, Dream evil spells may be strong but time is of the essence, one didn't need the wisdom of a thousand years to see that the 'guards' are not going to last much longer, the city needs it's ancient guardians to return and most of all our girls need us. '' Who can instantly break Discord's weakling spell''

''Skillet'' the skeletal human relied.

I rise an 'eyebrow' at my brother's suggestion...... Skillet? we haven't tried an Skillet spell and for good reason. Our magic is the magic of heavy metal, each band is like a school of magic and every band is for different spells Dream Evil is used to break seals and barriers; Disturbed is fire and power magic; Iron maiden earth spells; Masterplan combative enhancement spells; Avenged Sevenfold is sometimes healing and sometimes destructive; Lordi......anti-undead and monster spells. But Rock music? we never attempted to use Rock music spells yet I coldn't refuse Eddie's request because it's untested and unfamiliar magic, we both need to get out of this prison now or risk losing the girls. ''Are you sure that we can even do Skillet spells Eddie?''

''We'll have too Guy.....we just have too'' said Eddie his pupil-less eyes watching the pitiful guards get massacred by the Changeling hordes. Even the guard weaponry proved to be vastly inadequate their spears shattered like glass; the hilts of their sword felled apart after an single swing; their amour was easily piece by the Changeling's more exotic weaponry slicing though the feeble armor like butter and worse their combat spells were very unsatisfactory most of the time the unicorn guard only used small sparks more suite for getting small pets to be behave........the so-call battle was humiliating.

''Yes brother we must '' I said with a hard look on my face.....I too couldn't watch the guard be slaughter so. It wasn't their fault if their were under trained and ill-equip.....they were still attempting to hold the changelings even with the odds vastly out of their favor by 40 to 1. Yet I found myself somewhat reluctance to cast the Skillet spells but I quickly push that emotion to the side with my will, I closed my eyes as the violin, cello and guitar began to play with the sounds of stone cracking.

One by one the brave guards felled to the tide of the the insect-like ponies, their training had failed them as the surviving guardponies began to despair ''where was the princess? I want my mommie! '' some of wondered while other whimper pitifully as their tried to parry sickie-like curbed blades with hiltless slabs of weak metal to much to the Changeling's pleasure and ire, they had came for a battle not this feeble attempt to keep what was theirs by right from them, The Crown of Equestria yet they could taste the the fear and despair leaking from their prey, rolling back their solid blue eyes in pleasure as their blades gutted and disemboweled unfortunate guards with hungry grins but unknown to the ponies the changelings were holding back after all they still needed the ponies as a food souse why eat your food cold when you can have it hot and runny.....it's just common sense in a somewhat twisted way.

The very pride of the royal guards, ponies who severed the peaceful principality of Equestria for a life time wept bitterly at their failure of protecting both the city and the citizens yet they also wept for their fallen brothers in arms cut down in their prime. out the the remaining guards the older ones fought the changeling invaders the most furiously despite their ill equipment, they fought the bugs with broken sword and splinted spear and shattered bits of shields in the hooves and magic but still the changeling again proved to be the superior warriors on this day. As the guards began to be over run once again strange sounds reach their ears.....it was music or something that sounded like music but not like the music they knew it sounded more wild....much more primal than the music form the Canterlot orchestra, the Changelings also heard the strange music unlike their pony counterparts somewhere deep down in their black hearts and twisted minds they knew that music from somewhere but where they did not know just a feeling in their being saying that music is a bad sign but a sign for what? The two forces cease their fighting just listening to the music play it's piece when they listen closer to the music the sounds of stone cracking was uncovered as the music played louder and louder till a loud explosion rocks the the field of battle that was once the Canterlot gardens.

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The two enemy forces were sent back flying into each other by the force of both the explosion and the music, clouds of dust blanket the gardens hiding them from the rest of the city. Changelings and Ponies lied in the ruin gardens side by side, the two races trying to regains their senses despite the musical assault on their ears slowly their roused to their hooves as the dust was blown away by the wild winds free from the hooves of the weather team for the first time in ages. Once the area was free of the all obscuring dust the two groups of warriors fearfully stared where two statute had once stood, no more did the statues stood as they had since the founding of the capital city instead they were replaced by the creatures they once depicted, one was a skeleton of a hornless minotaur; dress in dirty rags with a wild white mane; its eyes were solid black orbs in it's hands were two rose colored Minotaurian war axes. The other one perhaps the same species as the skeleton was dress in long dark tattered hooded trench coat that did nothing to hid his wide smile and his demonic red eyes, in it's gloved hands were two small cannons like objects.

The cloaked creature points one of the cannons at the closest Changeling and with that insane grin on its face asks ''Did somepony called for the exterminator?''

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BANG

Suddenly the changelings' head snap back as if something stuck it before meting the earth with an thud green blood splashing both kin and pony alike. Before the changelings had time to react, more changeling meet the same fate being killed by an force beyond the bug ponies  comprehension and just as quick axes tasted their flesh.