Chronicles of Mythrodak: Quest of the Moonstone,

Hot steam shot upward as Prince Mythrodak walked slowly on a cliff side, the tiny outcroppings were barely enough for Him to walk on, small rocks crumbled with every step he could. The overwhelming heat was coming from small lava pits and volcanoes. And every rock that fell into one sent steam and boiling water shooting up.

The Prince's, (or Red Stroke) father had died the night before, and his name was King Mythrodak, but now Red Stroke Mythrodak was supposed to be the new one. But he feared that he would not achieve that rank, because his father was killed by Celestia's soldiers, they came barging into their hideout in the White tail woods.

Prince Mythrodak was a descendant of Black blood Mythrodak. The first Mythrodak.

“Halt where you are in the name of the queen!” came a command from behind him, he looked around to see them and tried not to fall off the edge.

“Um,” said Mythrodak, “Which one? You know there are like four of them now.”

“Well then all of them!” answered the soldier, coming after him, arrows whizzed past him but missed and fell into the rocky mountainside below.

“Don't waste your arrows men!” ordered the Captain to his troops.

Red Stroke, carefully balanced himself with his staff, but soon the soldiers were on his tail. He did not know why hey were chasing him, or why they had killed his father, but he knew that they probably wanted to do that to him. He slammed his staff down on the place behind him and it crumbled down so no pony could get across. But soon some of the flying troops with bows came after him.

When he finally got past the cliff face, the troops were hot on his tail. Her then ran more quickly, on the red desert rocks of the Bad Lands, he dodged lava pools and the heat became more intense by the minute.

“Get him!” shouts came from behind him.

Prince Mythrodak suddenly saw a canyon yawning before him, it had a stream of lava running at it's feet and steam shot out. There was an old rickety rope bridge before him, it looked like it hadn't been used in decades. Some boards were missing and the rope was all busted, he looked behind him at the oncoming fleet with spears and bows, and he knew that it was the best choice. He ran across it madly and one or two boards broke behind him. So he ran as fast as he could to the other side.

Once to the other end, the bridge suddenly collapsed with him on it and it left him hanging onto the rope for dear life. The rest of the bridge fell into the magma and shot scores of boiling water up at him.

“He'll die there.” said one soldier from the other side of the canyon.

But he slowly he climbed, higher and higher, and as he did three flying ponies came shooting arrows at him. As if he wasn't in enough danger already. But swiftly his staff with a black Ora around it came and deflected some of the arrows.

Red Stroke flung himself at the top of the canyon and stood up, he got his staff and saw that it had six arrows stuck in it. He pulled them out and shit them at his enemies, and then kept running.

Three quarters of the troops were left behind on the other side, and only five flying soldiers were able to come after him.

“Halt!” boomed a voice from one of them,

“In the name of the Queen!” said another

“I think we've already been through this,” said the Prince while he was running,

Suddenly, a geyser of stem and water shot up and Mythrodak dodged it. But one of the soldiers did not, it hit him full in the chest and sent him shrieking into two others, they stumbled out of the air. The last two flew down to help their comrades, and in their distraction, Prince Mythrodak escaped behind a pillar of sandstone. Hie pulled his hood on and slipped away silently.

“We'll get you for this!” shouted a voice from behind him, and it echoed through the red land.

Red Stroke hoped that palace guard hadn't been killed, even though they were trying to kill him he was not willing to take the life of one of Princess Celestia's soldiers.

Going through the Bad Lands was not an easy task, there were many dangers, lava, unexpected geysers, creatures, and sometimes even a dragon or two. You wouldn't expect to find a dragon usually, but that's exactly what Prince Mythrodak ran into. He was not aware of it, but when he was taking shade behind a pillar of stone, he was attacked.

It was midday, and the sin was at it's hottest, plus the extra heat from the magma made it horrible. Prince Mythrodak sighed and drank the last drop of his canteen.

Then he heard growling, growling of not a giant cat, but of a dragon. He turned around and sure enough, there was a pale yellow, scaly, huge, fire breathing Dragon behind him licking it's lips.

“not again.” said Mythrodak in a flat voice at he dodged fire from the beast's jaws. “Cant I be left alone?”

“I am Thorny Wings, the dragon of the Bad Lands.” said the Dragon in a proud tone.

“I notice that your wings are not that scary looking.” said Mythrodak peering over to the dragon's rather small, plain wings. He dodged a swipe of the dragon's tail, and then stabbed it with his staff.

“Owach!” said Thorny Wings, rubbing his tail, “as I was saying, I am a very great Dragon and I don't like you.”

“Why not?” asked Red Stroke, sliding out of the way of a foot stomp.

“Because you poked me.” said the Dragon rubbing his tail again.

“But that's because you attacked me.” said Red, “Why did you before that?”

“Because you are in my territory.” Thorny Wings shot out a line of flame.

But Prince just dodged it, “But I’m trying to get out of your territory.” said The Prince Mythrodak. “Can I just leave?”

Thorny paused and pondered that for two seconds and then he said "i'm in a bad mood, you leave now!” and with that he roared his not-so-threatening-roar.

Red Stroke didn't hesitate and ran as fast as he could, getting out of the dragon's presence. He wasn't going to wait around for him to change his mind.

That was close, but the plump dragon looked rather dumb, and Price Mythrodak wondered if all dragons were that easy.