The Start of a new Rebellion
"The Griffonian Empire is an unstable political disaster just waiting to collapse under their own illogical ways" Propaganda we thought would've won the war, or at least halted the inevitable before they came.
Whilst many ponies still hide in the ruins many of us are returning to inspect what damage has been left after the rampaging of griffons. We've had no word from the ponies in Equestria, yet still suspect that they too have been gobbled up by the changelings.
There he was standing on the rubble of where our city once prospered. Bellowing out to the abandoned city, Creatures that hide in the shadows they have left our city, come out of your hiding places.
Creatures of all whom stretched from changeling to Deer to griffon to pony. All had their eyes set on the the stallion.
There he was, standing on top of the rubble of where once stood the OHS once stood on the three rivers of Rijekograd. As majestical as he was, with the breeze blowing his mane to the left, his face was filled with anguish and loss, but there was a sparkle of hope that shone in his eyes. He didn't say much for such a powerful stallion but was always over looked when fighting for what was right in the days of the river coalition.
It is time that we rebuild under a new government but still stay true to the ways of the collation, no matter what race, age or ability we will rebuild and fight for our rights to live under the rule of a trusted personal.
As he spoke a female griff stood next to him with snuggle, the married two where dragged away from each other when war broke, but as strong as they seemed their hearts where as crumpled as their home town, when they had no luck finding their young boy they named 'Fur'.
Those of the local village whom knew him where long gone thanks to the war, but stayed in the bunkers of town to keep on living. A monstrosity some ponies called their boy, others called him a freak of nature, but the little kid knew that he was special, and would do all that he could to make the world better for not only him but his parents too. Fur's mane was like his fathers, with the aesthetics of his mother wings and back talons, his tail was griffon yet, the front half of his was like any other pony.
With that outta the way the loving pair said that it is time to rebuild the hearts of the creatures, our homes and our way of life. Together we will be stronger! With the crowds cheering, but not all resistances are simple, there was always going to be a spy within the mix.
Grover was soon to have his coronation of his own, to reclaim his fathers throne. He was taking more of the responsibility for the Empire. His armies have just trampled over the last of the countries of Griffonia.
As he was enjoying his supper one evening, he was interrupted by heavy panting and and mumbling by the messenger.
"Please have a seat" Grover insisted. As he sat at the table it was lined with food for the royal banquet that was to take place within a few hours, stricken by glory of the dinning hall, he lost all ability to speak in front of the emperor.
"What news from the Reichsmandat Flussland, has the agency got?" Grover asked patiently waiting for his secret griffon service messenger to respond.
"Sorry your highness once again I am awe-struck by the detail an..." he was cut off by Grover,"Is this your first time being in the hall?"
"Yes, it is and my it is a spectacle." The griffon completely oblivious of his job at hand.
"Well I'm glad you find this hall such a glory to behold, now what news have you received?" Grover was starting to get a impatient.
"Sorry Lord, but we believe there is a rebellion being plotted against the empire! We believe it to be the ponies and creatures that where left from the raids. As he finished speaking he got up from the table. "That is all." and with that said the messenger took off back to the agency, leaving Grover looking down the table to where has father once sat.
Author's Note
Sorry I'm a little new to this so I'll be a minute to actually write something that and trying to mix this in with work makes it harder but I'll do my best to update this! Please give me advice for the future.
As day broke clear a month later Grover had decided that it was time he went and found out in person what all this commotion was about in the Flussland.
Stroling through the countryside into Flussland, there were buildings built up next to ones that had been destroyed when war broke, ponies and griffons working together in harmony.
Grover's royal carriage was entering town as the sun was dimming behind the rivers. Crowds of people that where there had dispersed into their homes that lined the lit streets, to him it felt like a ghost town.
The carriage stoped and out walked Grover, he looked but saw no creatures of any kind, except for one. A pony sitting on the head of the three rivers staring out into the abyss, Grover pull his sword at the ready. As Grover walked toward the pony, sword by his side, he noticed a griffon walk up and take a seat next to the pony. Grover paused in his tracks, he put his fathers sword away and approached the two carefully whom seemed to be emerged in chit chat.
As he approached the two he heard crying, what Grover didn't see was a little Pony-griff, swimming in the river. As he pulled his sword from his side a griffon was finishing their shift and saw Grover, she screamed with happiness, that the prince of country was walking through her town.
Grover froze, and struggled to put the blade back into his scabbard, at the same time the two looked behind them to see Grover struggling with the sword. The two approached Grover who stumbled ontop of himself still struggling to get his sword back into the scabbard.
Grover stopped struggling to see the the two were towering over him. The griffon bowed while the pony stood still motionless staring him down.
Need some help? He asked. Whilst Grover got up and responded with a sharp no.
The two started to walk away before Grover responded actually he paused. The two stopped and turned to listen to what he had to say. Can I please have some assistance finding a place to stay tonight?. The griffon look at the young prince, looked at the pony and responded You may stay with us tonight.
As he followed the pair he nodded to the griffons carrying the carriage and left. He followed the two ponies along the riverside, before they stopped at a small house on the outskirt of town next to the river. The house was small cozy, not at all like his palace but it would do for the night.
"Now you must be hungry after that voyage your highness".
"I am a little famished I will admit."
"Would you like to join us for dinner?"
"I'd be glad too, we haven't meet before I'm sorry what's your name?"
"Mily, now this way"
As Grover walked into the dining room he saw the pony just reading the paper, disgusted he took Mily back into the kitchen and closed the door.
"What kind of griffon lets such a pony mock in their house!" He exclaimed in anger.
Frightened by what Grover would say next Mily took her time to answer "he, is my, husband, my lord.
Amazed by what this griffon has just said, he decides to let it slip his mind Very well, lets just have dinner.
The next day turned out to be a stormy one, with many creatures playing games inside, but work was still the norm in the country.
So Grover went to the newly established embassy of residents. Whilst he stayed there he noticed the pony who had been married to the griffon, and so he got up and followed silently without disturbing the nature of the quiet city.
Soon he walked into a what seemed like a court house, and so did Grover trying to make as little noise as he could. However what Grover couldn't help but see was how many ponies and creatures of kind still worked and lived in the streets without and problems.
Once inside he took to the stands which were very empty however, being such of high royalty was noticed by the griffons of the house, and brought into the light of the room. Turns out that Grover has walked in on a meeting of the people about the government, to which Grover does not know of.
So the rumours are true, there's a rebellion on my claws. Just as he says this, royal guards of the throne came bordering the exits.
Sieze them! Don't leave a creature behind Grover roared!
As one of the ponies walked past Grover head down, he heard Grover whisper "tsk tsk Mily would be disappointed in you".
Fur was with his mum strolling through the streets. Being the only demigriff in town had its perks, but its disadvantages.
The two heard cheering and booing coming from the Court house where Dad worked, and they were having a vote on who should be elected for the new town mayor. With dad nowhere to be seen within the facility, Fur took it upon himself to take his fathers role till he got back.
(In the town anyone can assume role of mayor. However to have permanent status the permission of Grover is required.)
Once taking the stand the crowd went silent. Wondering why the crowd had gone quiet, he heard the doors open. As he turned he saw Grover the 6th and behind him were creatures in hoof cuffs. One of which was his father.
He turned to the crowd, "Disperse along the battle field, now diversity sets us apart from our goals".
As the prisoners where taken to the carriages. Grover stopped and looked at the demigriff to see what he had to say.
"Today is a prime example of this" as he was saying this he couldn't take his eyes off of his dad nor the fact of losing his parents again. "Give us a chance to show you that we have changed and that we are willing to co-operate, just let our families go." Fur was almost in tears once he stopped to look at Grover
Grover looked toward the crowd and asked them, "Do you the citizens want change? If so raise your claw." As he said this Paws and hooves where raised but not a single griffons claw was raised. "Look I see what you are doing, we've had this for weeks so if you ain't gonna make this even, we ain't gonna co-operate".
Grover looked at him stared him from his claw to his muzzle. "It's unfortunate that your a demigriff or I would've listened to you". With that Grover turned around and walked to wards his chariot.
He turned back to look at the crowd stared Fur in the eye's and rode towards Grieffenheim.
The sun broke clear of the clouded skies on toward the towns of the Riverlands. All was quiet, all but a few sobs where heard from the families who lost their parents from the raid yesterday on town hall.
Lil old Fur walks on top of the rubble where stood his dad. He looked out towards the city and lit a fire, across the river on a field of grass. Creatures flocked outside as soon as the smoke fillied the sky.
"I am no political advisor nor wanting to ruin anything else we have in our cities I just want fairness and prosperity a bit like communism you may say, but not to that extent." He quietness was heard from across the streets of the city to newspaper companies and even to more spy agencies.
"So what am I asking to be exact?" he asked the crowd.
Some yelled out with "Revenge" others with "Freedom and peace", some murmured "to keep on living."
"I am looking for a new way of life" he responded. One that we all can enjoy. That is why I am asking you to help me to make the Empire notice what we are trying to do, and force them to let us live our way, our way of life! He finally blurted out.
The crowd uplifted all went along to the farms burning all they could find.
Months of protests later found the creatures from around the Riverlands, it was late summer and all gathered in front of Fur ready to other throw power right by the magistrates court. As they were about to bust down the doors Grover to everyone's surprise walked out.
"I have come and heard your pleads, I have dealt with this once before and now you all trust an abomination!" He said in disgust. "If this is what you don't wish then speak now or forever be in the power of this demigriff here."
The crowd was silent only the burning of torches could be heard.
"Then it is settled." as he walked away Fur asked him.
"What exactly is settled?" to Fur's surprise he got a response from the Emperor
"You got what you wanted freedom." he said peacefully. "You know have all the power to rule these lands as a puppet of the mighty Griffonian Empire!"
Fur turned back to the crowd, looked at them with a tear shuddering from his eye, broken heart. "We've done it people we are finally to an extent free, and will forever more work for a more prosperous future without Grover!"
The crowds cheered and so was to begin a new reign. A reign of freedom amongst ponies, griffons, changelings, zebra's and most of all demigriff's.
A year had passed and all was well, but something was a miss. Fur walked to Grover, one thing on his mind.
"The creatures that you had captured months prior. I was wondering if we could keep them under our supervision?" Fur shuddering in front of the emperor.
"You may." He responded subtle and softly. "However Fur," he turned and snapped back at the demigriff. "I do not want to clean up what is left of you. Got it!"
Fur looked over his shoulder gulped and nodded, as he walked out of the throne room.
Author's Note
Lil old fur is actually my OC just for your information!
Thanks again for reading
-Hawky❤
