The tale of 2 gods: Grathog and Dramgore

The two brothers-turned-colossus are walking through the forest, looking at all the scenery. As they were walking they saw the river from earlier and several knarled trees. They continued walking for a couple more minutes until Grathog spoke up.

"What do you think will happen when the locals see us?" Dramgore smirked and replied,

"You mean when they see YOU." Grathog chuckled. He had completly forgotten that he was a demon of shadow and flame. "To answer your question, I just hope we get enough time to speak our part. If not, we are beings of incredible power. Though I never want to use it on innocents or people that are just doing what they think is right." He said with sadness, this is not gonna be easy. A couple more minutes went by until they found a giant lake.

"Y'know, we should take a break for a little while and relax with our new bodies." Grathog said while moving over to a tree to sit down. Dramgore was grinning ear to ear. He ran over and dived into the water, and to his surprise, could breathe under water! This was amazing, he could LIVE under water now. He tried to speak under water, and to his surprise he could talk to fish. He was having a good time until a humungous snake like thing slowly came towards Dramgore.

"Greetings. I am Callus, a leviathan and your friend." HE said with a smile and nothing but loneliness and honesty in his eyes. Dramgore felt pity for this leviathan. No doubt it was in the same boat him and Grathog were in right now, feared and an outcast. Dramgore decided to play along.

"You seem all alone down here, why?" Dramgore could tell Callus needed a friend. Callus adopted a sad expression.

"I used to be above land, Y'know. I used to soar through the clouds and live happy. For a thousand years, I lived in the forest. Until the Pony settlers came and founded a town named Ponyville. I tried to talk to them, but they feared me and drove me away. Thats when the Pegasus people came and drove me away from the sky. Out of sadness and guilt, I fled to the bottom of this lake, and Ive been down here ever since and brooded. Unlike my fellows, I will never stoop down as low as revenge. NEVER. But now you are here, you can help me live happy again." He said with hopeful eyes. Dramgore was a little shocked that Ponys were sentient and Pegusi were real, but hell, finding out your brother's a Balrog is weirder.

"That is a tragic tale indeed." Dramgore thought for a moment and said, "Why dont you come with us? You wont have to fear anything anymore with us around." He looked like a child given an ice cream. He tackled me and squeezed his giant tail around me.

"Thank you thank you thank you thank you!" He squealed with happiness. Dramgore was pleased with himself that he had helped a poor soul come out of his shell. They went back to the surface to meet a very astonished Grathog, and filled him in on what happened. He was pleased with his older brothers actions and graciously accepted Callus into the band of ~~wannabe~~ heroes. We were sharing stories when we heard an ear-peircing scream. Callus looked worried, Grathog was alert and ready to kill, Dramgore was angry something was hurting something else.

"Ponys." Callus said with worry evident in his tone. There was another shriek, and that did it. They started moving fast towards the source. They didnt care what they trampled or what trees they uprooted, they were gonna save lives. Grathog actually pulverised a tree in his way while Dramgore and Callus followed closely behind him. When they came to a clearing Grathog and Callus growled while Dramgore's face was twisted in fury.

Two equines, one with a cyan body and a golden mane and one with a yellow body and a fiery red mane, were surrounded by giant wolves made of wood. Grathog ad Dramgore took a step forwards, only to be halted by Callus' tail.

"Careful, Timberwolves can reform at will. Dont let their deaths fool you." He warned them and released them. They started slowly advancing on the scene. The closer they got the more they could see. The cyan one seemed to have an injured wing, while the other one was barely conscious. Grathog flexed, which made his flames brighter, and roared, gaining the attention of everyone. Dramgore reached up into the air, latched onto something, and pulled. What he saw didnt surprise him in the least. He was holding a lightning bolt that could make zeus jealous. Seeing this, Grathog imagined himself with a whip and a mace, reached up, and conjured them in his hands. Callus' eyes began to glow and he gave a sort of two-toned wail, which electrified the area around him. The equines looked terrified and the Timberwolves high tailed it, but not before Dramgore through his bolt into one of their faces, blowing it apart. The group dispursed their weapons and walked up to the quaking equines, one of which peed themselves.

"There is no need to fear us, little equines." Dramgore said whil taking slow steps forward. The equines were still quaking in fear, so he crouched down to show he meant no harm to them. "Your gonna be alright, your in safe hands. We will not hurt you." They still looked wary but much more calm. "What are your names?" The equines looked at eachother and nodded.

"Im Spitfire, Captain of the Wonderbolts." said the yellow one.

"And im Lighnting Dust, a Wonderbolt." said the blue, while puffing her chest out with pride. She then narrowed her eyes. "What are your names?"

"Greetings Spitfire and Lightning Dust, I am Dramgore The Wise, and I am a Kraken."

"Hello, I am Grathog The Great, I am a Balrog."

"And I am Callus The Old, and I am a Leviathan." The equines smiled and bowed their heads in greetings.

"So shall we discuss things then?" Callus asked to everyone.

TO BE CONTINUED....