(Bleep, Bloop) Achievement Unlocked: Double Rainbow- Write a Sequel

Year 3024 of the Fifth Age

"He went too far!"

"He needs to be brought to justice!"

"This is exactly why unicorns and alicorns should not have power!"

"What makes you think all unicorns were in on this?! He created a monstrosity!"

The Council of the Four Clans was in an up roar over what Starswirl had done. He completely went against the teachings of the Father and Mother, by creating his own life form; and for what purpose? To directly control the Sun.

Starswirl the Bearded sat in a cage in the middle of the circular theater hall. Inhibitor bindings prevented him from using his magic. His starry hat laid crumpled between his feet, his dark blue cloak matted against his grey coat, sticking to the stains of rotten produce. All life left his golden eyes. The only thing he cared about right now was whether or not they would kill Celestia. He ignored the shouts and arguing, only focusing on the short, happy moments with Celestia.

"Silence!" a mare ordered over the voices of the council members, that voice made him look up.

An imposing royal blue alicorn stood by his cage, her white mane flowing ethereally, and steely eyes burning. He recognized the woman as Flawless Grace, but knew her as his student.

"His punishment is not for us to make!" she stated when the murmurs died down, "Father wrote: 'no pony shall create life with magic', but Mother dictates: 'that ponies should strive for their goals and stop at nothing to achieve them'. Now, Starswirl the Bearded is here for crimes against magic, but the Edicts of the Father and Mother can be interpreted in many ways. What the Edicts do say, is that when a law of the Father conflicts with a law of the Mother, the Creator mediates the conflict."

"An Auscult has not been born in three Ages!" a red pegasus stallion argued.

Flawless Grace smiled, "My son bears the Blaze of the Auscult."

With those words, a pink alicorn stallion entered the auditorium, with a black alicorn colt at his side. The ponies gasped when they saw the white blaze embellishing the colt's muzzle.

"How can we be certain that mark is not an illusion created by you alicorns!" a brown earth mare objected.

The colt's eyes began to glow white and a black smoke emanated from his horn. A figure shrouded in shadow formed which hovered above the two alicorns. Two glowing green orbs appeared in the figure's face.

"My little ponies," the specter spoke with a female voice, "Do you dare rebuke me now?"

All the ponies in the room quickly bowed before the Creator, most quaked with fear.

"Oh, Creator-"

"Silence!" the Creator snapped at Flawless Grace, "I know what has transpired." The shadow took the form of a great murky alicorn and loomed over Starswirl, "Why?"

Starswirl swallowed the lump in his throat, "Oh, Creator... I only created her to control the Sun, because the cold is becoming more challenging to survive!"

"It is cold, because you all have forgotten about me. This is your punishment for abandoning my temples and worshiping each other. Each clan believing they are better than the other, when in all actuality, you Four need each other to survive." The Creator turned to address her creations, "My little ponies, this stallion was looking out for the well being of you all, but you were all blinded by your pride to not see. Only in Harmony will you all survive and thrive. Look past your petty differences and know that you are all the same and all serve an important role." She placed a hoof on Starswirls' cage and the cage disappeared, "Starswirl the Bearded, never give up in your pursuits of magic and always protect your daughter."

Tears welled up in his eyes as he gazed up at the Creator, "She is my daughter, isn't she?"

The Creator nodded then vanished in a plume of black smoke. A thud was heard as the black alicorn cult collapsed to the ground. His blaze slowly fading from his face. The shocked ponies all regained their senses and talked to each other about what transpired. Flawless Grace held her son in her hooves.

"Court is adjourned," the pink alicorn stallion announced.

Year 3040 of the Fifth Age

"Steadfast Volition, sire, alicorn, pink of coat, purple of mane, magenta of eyes, pink of magic; Flawless Grace, dam, alicorn, blue of coat, white of mane, grey of eyes, blue of magic; beget: Dark Eidolon, male, alicorn, black of coat, crimson of mane, ruby of eyes, in the year 3020 of the Fifth Age; Nocturnal Hunter, male, alicorn, grey of coat, black/white of mane, gold of eyes, in the year 3023 of the Fifth Age; Dragon Heart, male, alicorn, black of coat, white/blue of mane, blue of eyes, in the year 3028; Killion Gorren, male, red of coat, black of mane, orange of eyes, in the year 3038 and Wolf Heart, male, white of coat, grey of mane, yellow of eyes, in the year 3032, twins."

"See, Wolf? 'Twins'. Don't listen to when Luna says, she's just a big meanie."

"Okay, Killy." Wolf smiled and hugged his brother, "Even if the paper didn't say we were brothers, that wouldn't change much, right?"

Killy rustled Wolf's grey mane, "Exactly! It wouldn't change anything." The young red colt used his pink magic to roll up of the family scroll.

The brothers sat in the dusty tower where they could hide from the searching eyes of the maids and watch their father teaching the older brothers swordsmanship in the courtyard below. Killy did not want to admit that the mansion felt a little lonely with Darklon away studying to become a scholar.

"Dragon Heart, fix your stance," Steadfast Volition instructed.

Dragon Heart threw the sword down out of his mouth, "Why should I use my mouth when I have magic?"

"Because, there are enemies out there can disrupt magic. Now, pick up your sword. The only time it should ever leave you is when you fall in combat."

Dragon Heart snorted and turned to walk away, "I prefer being called Onyx. I'm going to go train my magic with the Destruction Guild."

Steadfast reared his head back, ready to smite his son with his magic, but shook his head in frustration, "Why do your brothers not want to learn swordsmanship?" He directed his question to the grey stallion that held the defensive posture he just taught them. "At ease."

Nocturnal Hunter sheathed his sword, "The twins want to learn. Besides, shouting at Onyx is not the best way to get him to do something. He is a lot like you in that respect."

The aged pink stallion huffed, "Yeah. I guess he is."

A bell tolled five times in the distance. Nocturnal Hunter grinned at his father expectantly.

"Go. Send Master Cracked Anvil my wishes."

Nocturnal Hunter was already past the gates when he finished his sentence.

He shook his purple mane and looked up at the tower, "You two. Get down here. Time for training."