Imperium of Ponykind: The Beginings

"I shall take the name graciously. Fluttershy, is that correct?" he questioned inquisitively braking the silence.

Scattered murmurs whispered their way out of the crowd.

"Y-y-yes," said Fluttershy almost inaudibly.

The poor timid mare retracted in attempt to escape questioning from this new... pony but, to no luck due to the wall of ponies behind her. Yet Fluttershy didn't keep attention for long. After all, he stood three times mass and yet was perfectly proportionate, unlike Bulk Biceps. He was just too small to fit his enormous muscles that cascaded the length of his body.

No, he was... handsome. He was just larger. His calves rippled with muscle his body toned from neck to haunches that popped with the promise that it wasn't all show and tell. He was also gifted down under. Like really gifted. In essence, he was perfect.

An aurora of lightning shot through the sky lighting the building in shades of blues, purples, deep red, and a sickly green. Once again, and increasing in frequency, alarms would blare warning that the storms of magic would thrust deep into the skies of Ponyville. The ponies quickly lost their attention off of the monstrous pony and back to the problem at hoof. Ponies scattered like cockroaches in light racing towards shelter in nearby buildings. Seeking shelter, lightning caught ponies every now and again zapping them into non-existence leaving only ash and burn marks on the ground in shapes of shadows. Screams were heard from multitudes of directions some being cut off by death's grip. Ponies ran into homes sheltering themselves under tables chairs and other household furniture. Windows that were left from previous storms were shattered by the force of the earth-shaking lightning.

Hours of the storms occurred before calming down leaving destruction and more weeping for lost lives. As for Ether, he had found safety at Sugarcube Corner behind a counter. Inside was the only way that the ponies could think of to protect themselves from the devastation. Even then, some buildings threatened to collapse from the damage left. Scared, ponies reluctantly stepped from their house. Ether was calm, however. Like he had been through this time and time again. He trotted out past the thresh hold of the house and in a confident manner reminded every pony to keep calm and find sanction in others around them.

"During times like these, you must remain calm. Do yourselves a favor and be on each other's side. Do NOT abandon your friendships and ambitions for storms. I remind you all to understand that we have had strikes from those who wished us harm. Tirek, he who stole magic from everypony, earth ponies, and unicorns alike. Crysalis, who with her armies of changelings sought to the downfall of Canterlot and Equestria. Sombra, who single hoofed, took over the Chrystal Empire. Discord, who used his nonsense magic to turn everything topsy-turvy. And last and certainly not least, Nightmare Moon. She who wanted nothing more than for darkness and eternal night to shroud the Lands of Equestria. Yet no matter the cost, no matter the contention, no worry the quandary, we stood up and raised our hooves in pride ready for fisticuffs. We will do the same here. Not only for our survival, not only for our safety but for all of Equestria. We as one force shall live to tell the tale that is our history."

His lecture spoke volumes of what he was capable of. What we were capable of. Silence stood for only a moment. One after the other, hooves stomped in approval. The cheering was voiced by the many upon the crowd. Only a couple of ponies stood in trepidation and silence.

Those who stood in silence rebelled yelling about how the world is going to end and that there was nothing that they would be able to do. This screaming was short lived as Ether Eternal silenced the crowd with a window-shaking scream of "SILENCE!!!" The crowd once again grew silent.

"Gather yourselves! Why waste vitality to engage amongst yourselves, when there is a more monumental problem at hoof. You are fools if you do not raise your hooves back against the tyrannical force that threatens your livelihood" he declared. "So rise. Lift yourselves in confidence to strike back against thine enemy. Reach past your own selfish ambitions thus the be your last. Today we begin strife, today we prevail against what once was futile and thrive in such a nation of dignity and pride. We show them that we are not to be tampered with" his voice spoke in a manner that could only be described as confident.

"Horah. Horah. Horah." Cheered the crowds.

"We shall meet in the Princesse's castle for those who want to fight. We shall devise a plan to get back at those who yearn to take the freedoms that we all become accustomed to." was his last declaration.