The Other Six

Chapter 3

Prophesy: Greed

Majesty was the most handsome and elegant Unicorn in Las Pegasus. He came from a wealthy family and was raised like a prince. He took great pride in his shiny, pearl-white coat and flowing, dark blue mane. His deep crimson eyes stood out and exaggerated his pale features. His cutie mark was simple, but Majesty still wore it with great pride. It was a sharpened pencil crossing a paintbrush. Simple perhaps, but it was who he was: a talented and renowned artist. Painting, drawing, sculpting, crafting; if it was artistic, he could make it.

Amongst his high class virtues, Majesty was the most generous Unicorn in the city. Most of his best art pieces were sent to charitable organizations or handed out on the street to lucky civilians. He personally sent three of his favorite pieces to the local orphanage.

He was a friend of everypony in Las Pegasus and was crowned favorite citizen three years in a row. Majesty loved the city and all of it's citizens, but most of all he loved his parents. His father was a gentlecolt who greatly supported his son and his talents. His mother was a beautiful Unicorn who also supported and loved Majesty.

He opened the door to great his parents in the living room. It was a massive room, bigger than an ordinary citizen's house. There were book cases and artwork all over the walls. Some were paintings made by Majesty and others were given from other renowned artists all over Equestria whom Majesty had met. There were also a few that his father won in auctions and gambles.

His father owned the largest and most popular casino in Las Pegasus, which kept the money flowing. Majesty walked to the center of the room to where his parents were sitting in front of a large fire place. His mother was reading a book while his father had a pipe in his mouth reading the newspaper.

His father looked over his shoulder and saw his son. He put the newspaper and pipe on the table and stood up. “Ah, My boy!” He threw his hooves around his son in greeting. “So how were your travels?”

Majesty had just gotten back from Canterlot. His art was in a contest to be hung in the royal castle. He was competing with five other artists all over Equestria. He had even made friends with his competitors. After winning the contest, Majesty got to reveal its beauty to Canterlot and even shake hooves with Princess Celestia. There was also prize money for winning the contest, but Majesty declined and donated it to Canterlot funds.

After explaining his exciting trip to his parents his mother got up and hugged him. “Oh honey," she cried, "we are so proud of you!”

Majesty hugged back, “Thanks mom.”

His father approached the two Unicorns and gave them a jolly grin, “Your mother and I are going to another auction this evening, would you like to join us?”

Majesty gave him a kind smile, “I'd love to! I'm just going to get cleaned up a bit, it was a long train ride.” The Unicorn galloped to his room as the parents looked at each other with pride.

Majesty dropped his bags on his large bed and had a  refreshing shower. He then fixed his hair in front of the mirror, and brushed his teeth. He went to his bag and grabbed his wallet in case he liked any of the art there, and trotted back to his parents.

He met up with his parents at the door waiting for him. “Are you ready?” his father asked. Majesty gave an eager nod and the three left the mansion to the auction house a couple blocks away. Along the way to the auction house, Majesty noticed that the citizens were acting different. He could put his hoof on it but it just felt wrong to him. His parents didn't seem to notice a difference, maybe it was just his imagination.

They walked into the building and to their surprise it wasn't very full. Usually the auctions in Las Pegasus were packed and they didn't have enough seats. Today there were over twenty empty chairs. Majesty began to become suspicious. Was there a holiday coming up? A flu going through the city? The three took a seat and the auctioneer began. The colt presiding over the auction revealed a beautiful large painting of a mountain and flowing northern lights in the sky. Majesty saw a lot of spirit and character in this painting and immediately loved it.

The auctioneer raised his hoof and declared the opening bid at two hundred bits; Majesty immediately raised his hoof and accepted the opening bid. No one said a word except for one colt in a hooded robe. He raised his hoof and shouted, “four hundred!”

Majesty grinned at his competition and quietly said to himself, “Alright, game on friend!” He raised his hoof and shouted in retaliation, “Five hundred!”

The hooded figure once again raised his bid to six hundred. The two colts traded blows by the hundreds until the hooded figure had bumped it up to a thousand bits. Majesty sat back in his chair and sighed to himself. He had plenty more money to spend, but he admired his opponent's integrity. He did not counter to his bid and the hooded figure won the auction.

The auctioneer congratulated the colt and welcomed him up on stage to claim his reward. The hooded colt walked up on stage towards the auctioneer and pulled out a knife. Majesty's mother held her hooves to her mouth and the hooded colt drove the knife through the auctioneer's chest. The auctioneer fell the ground, a pool of blood grew around him as the colt turned to the audience. Majesty's father was trying to comfort his wife while Majesty sat there in shock.

The audience all stood and turned towards the three in a synchronized manner; they were surrounded and trapped. Citizens each of them recognized were now holding them captive. “Wh-Whats going on!?” Majesty stuttered as the circle parted and the hooded figure approached through the hole. He lifted the knife, ready to stab Majesty.

The unicorn covered his eyes until he heard the sound of a blade plunge through flesh. He opened his eyes and saw his father block the blow with his body. The colt fell to the ground next to him with an open hole in his chest. Majesty sat there frozen in fear. He heard a scream behind him, he turned just in time to watch his mother's throat ripped open with another knife.

Tears ran down his eyes as he looked at his beloved parents on the ground, now lifeless and bloody. Majesty charged through the crowd screaming. He didn't know what was going on, he didn't know what to do. He broke through the doors and ran home as fast as he could, dodging the citizens of  his home city as each of them tried to attack him. The entire town had gone mad, killed his parents and was now after him. This must be a nightmare.

He turned around the corner and froze upon the sight of his home. As he felt the heat of the fire hit his coat, he knew this wasn't a nightmare. His parents were dead, the city was trying to kill him, and now his home was engulfed in flames. Everyone and everything he cared for, was now gone.

Majesty kept running; running from the fear of death, running from his destroyed home, running from his deceased parents. He ran out of the city and into a forest. He continued running until his front hooves hit a stump and he sent himself  tumbling through the forest until finally crashing into a tree.

Majesty just laid there sobbing in pain, heart-break and confusion. The same words played through his head over and over.Why did they do this? The Unicorn picked his tired and bruised body up to keep going. Whatever was going on, he had to get as far away from the city as possible. It was utter chaos.

A mysterious voice ran through his head, “Look at everything you gave them. Look at what your generosity got you.” Majesty's eyes fell and his body went weak. Tears began to fill his eyes as he thought of his parents and his home.

The voice continued to sting through his brain, “And what did they do to repay for your generosity? They took everything away from you. I think it's time you took everything from them!”

Majesty shivered from the cold words and closed his eyes. He opened them slowly and his expression changed from an expression of agony, to hate and and lust for revenge. The Unicorn marched towards the voice with a burning fire of greed.

“I will take everything back!”

Hey guys! Hope your enjoying the story! I would like to once again thank my awesome editor for fixing my fourth grade grammar! And I look forward to writing the next one for you! Sorry they are taking so long, busy with exams and other hectic affairs! But ill be up and typing like wild fire again soon!