5 years before the show
The sun is high in the sky as the frozen north’s unforgiving winds howled angrily seemly of the conflict below. Said conflict in of it self is a odd one for how many times though out history can someone clam to have seen a group of pony’s, a ,oddly dark, griffin and a thestral fighting back to back against beast made of ice?
“SHSHShshshshwwwaaaa-“ ‘slink’ the screech of the ice best is cut short as an axe comes down upon its head the body immediately goes slack in response to the fatal injury.
“Yeah, yeah whatever you say buddy” the killer answered with a disinterested tone before wrapping his axe in a soft dark blue light wrenching it out of the freshly made corpse. The (now revealed unicorn) turned to face his next opponent……
Only to be face with no one.
“ Hay old flank ease up will ya?” a young cheerful voice call out from our friendly killer’s left. In response to the voice the pony before us just sighed and turned to face a young mare dressed in a cool blue breastplate wearing an easy-going ,fanged, smile.
“Gaze break this was meant to be a training exercise” our still unnamed unicorn stated before pointing at one of the ice beast. “These were not part of the exercise. These new bloods where not meat to face anything out there but a tongue lashing here and there.”
Gaze break’s smile never left her muzzle said cheerfully “oh well trial by fire and all that sir, or eh trial by ice in this case I guess”
Just before the unicorn seemly in charge could answer a loud “yelp!” drew there attention toward were the griffin was yanking at a clearly injured armoured pony’s front hoof. After sparing a quick glance at each other Gaze turned to other pony’s and starting to round them up while the axe wielding pony walked over to the griffin and complaining pony. As he got closer there arguing became clearer.
“Hold still you fool so I can do my job!”
“Your job!? Since when was it ‘I’m stuck with pony’s wo is me’ job to put his beak in other pony’s businesses!”
“You’re boss is paying me to make sure as many as you waste of supplies survive as possible!”
“’Waste of supplies’!? says the useless bird brain fea-!”
“Quite the both of you!”
Dull ‘clicks’ could be heard with how quick both the pony and griffin mouths slammed shut in response to the commander’s shout. No word’s were needed to show the commander’s displeasure at the two In front of him witch were being pined in place by an intense glare. A glare so intense none of the three present notice the unusually dark ice under the commander’s hooves.
“Now what in Celesta's sweet, sweet flanks has got you to trying to tear each other apart for? Hmm?” the commander could hear their response the ice he was standing upon burst and out came one of the ice beast screeching. Before all others could do was watch as one of the beast arms shifted into a blade of ice and buried it in there commander’s chest.
“Forelink!!”
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Two pony’s sat across from each other in a simple room ,with the wall on the right being most window, one was a mare the other a stallion. The mare was a earth pony and clearly an old thing as clearly shown by her greying main, that stood out against her soft creamy coat, the only article of clothing she wear is a pair of gold trim glasses and a withe collar with green frills. Her cutie mark is a scroll wrapped in blue silk. The stallion in contrast was a Pegasus and is much younger with a dark blue coat that spread to his wings that (as well as most of his main except a few long streaks of light blue) oddly enough ended with light pink feathers. He was wearing simple white saddle bag. His cutie mark was a burnt, black ,bladed sword driven into the middle of a campfire.
Both sat quietly in the room with the mare looking over same paper work lade out on the table separating them while the stallion seem perfectly fine with letting his eyes wonder over everything in the room. Not even the clock hanging over the only door in the room, seemed will to break the silence or maybe it was just broken who knows? I don’t. Till finally the mare cleared her throat and raised her eyes to met the stallions and smiled.
“well Mr Ace first and foremost I must apologise for being unable to make it to your ah ‘pinkie pie welcome to Ponyville party’ and secondly how are you and misses finding Ponyville so far? Acceptable I hope”
‘Mr Ace’ just returned the smile with a slight chuckle “please call me silver mayor mare. Mr makes me feel old and it’s fine you’re a very busy woman oh and to answer your question me and breeze are loving so far with just how……peaceful this place is especially with what’s on the way.”
Mayor mare face contorted into confusion at Silvers words before her eye widened in both realisation and surprise.
“Miss breeze is…? How far along is she?”
“10 months and 12 days”
“That far? Well I guess we’ll be having three new residences!”
“Heehee I guess so major mare I guess so.” Silver said mirth dancing on his voice a large, soft smile playing at his lips before settling on to a more business like look.
“But enough about that I did come here for a bit more then just that Miss mayor”
After a quick few blinks (and a sneaky glance at the paperwork) mayor mare was swiftly reminded why Silver had come into her office in the first place. “Ah yes right that. Well Silver I don’t really see a problem with opening a blacksmith although the whole process will take a lot of time” with a slight pause the mayor looks over her glasses at Silver and adds “and a lot of bits.”
In response to this Silver only hummed before turning to the side and rummaging though his saddle bag. When he next turned to face Mayor mare he had a large bag of bits and set it down on the table. “This should be enough for a beginning payment yes?”
After a quick count of the bits Mayor mare gives a node of her head.
Silver smiles and states “right now then lets iron everything out……”
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A soft click of a door closing echoed in the small house Silver now called home. Said stallion was now leaning heavily against the front door of his all most empty home. It speaks of how tired the normally ‘very aware of his surrounds’ stallion that he didn’t hear the hoof-steps sound though out the house till there owner was standing above him.
“Sliver? You all right dear?” asked a soft, sleepy voice
Sliver looked up at the very familiar mare before him. He blinked groggily before he stood up and hugged the mare with a small smile on his face. “Hay drawn breeze ho-yawn-how’s my favourite mare?”
Giggling the mare simple lead Silver down the small hallway and though a door on the right that held there bedroom. “My day was fine dear. Spent some time with the neighbours and the cakes today’ there’s a pause as both husband and wife undress and slide into bed “and got to know those flower pony’s down the street. So a pretty ,simple ,calm day how about you?”
“no mu-yawn- ch on my end neither unless you count spending 7 hours talking nothing but bits, and layouts exciting”
With another giggle Drawn reach’s over with a wing and turns of their light’s “night dear”
“N’ht Hun~”
Author's Note
well this is my first story so go easy on me but not to easy please.
oh and don't expect consonant or consistent .
and just a head's up the main six will be a by the ear thing. some show up some don't.
'Bang, Bang, Bang' "All right, all right i'm c-yawn- i'm coming." with a 'thump' and a zombie-like groan our main stallion shuffled out of the master bedroom, drown the hallway glancing at a clock on the wall only to pause and stare at the clock in confuse.'Wut? That can't be right there's no it's midnight. Well I haven't looked outside an-'
'Bang, Bang, Bang' With a snort of surprise Silver whipped around and swung his right fore hoof at head height to disorientate his foolish foe only to be stopped by a wall....his houses wall.....with a deep breath ,and twitchy eye, Silver turned and continued on to finally, finally open the front door. So that he can swiftly get hit twice in the head by a light grey hoof. 'Owowowowo!! what the buck? why? what have I done?' were more than likely the type of thoughts flashing through Silvers head as the pony attached to the hoves that assaulted him froze as she realised what she had done.
"Oh my! i'm so, so sorry mister! i-i didn't mean to! I promise i-it's j-just that you didn't answer tha-"
"Miss it's quite all right. I've taken much hardier hits then that beside's it's my fault for taking so long. Now with that out of the way, how may i help you miss....?"
"Oh...will if your sure. I'm Ditzy Doo but most just call me Derpy! i'm the mailmare of this little town of ours." Well it wasn't like she need to tell you her job seeing as her brown vest and brown cap with a red envelope were pretty good indicators of her profession. Then again how does seven bubbles have anything to do with mail? It was at this point Silver notice was still on his hunches and he had just spent the time he could use getting up to instead spend checking out the mailmare. Wonderful.
Silver chose now to get up and meeting miss Doo's eyes "well that doesn't cha-n~n-ge m-my question..." and preceded to stare ,quite rudely, at her light brown eyes or well more specifically her right eye.....which was looking straight up at the sky.
"Umm sir? you were saying something?"
With a quick shack of the head and a slightly embarrassed smile he states "yes, yes sorry I was just....remembering somethings i have to do today."
"Ah well just to make so this is the Ace/ Breeze household?" Right Silver never gave his name did he?
"Yes this is miss Doo"
A absolutely beaming smile graced Silver's eyes before Ditzy turns and starts to dig through her one sided saddle bag of mail wonders with 'hums' and 'oows' before an excited 'a ha!' sounded out. Ditzy ,now facing Silver, had a dark purple envelope with a full sun seal over it's flaps held in her mouth. Ditzy smiled around it and closed her eyes not noticing the wedding of Silver's own eyes.
"Thuies hiris fur yuu mesrr siiuer"
"Ah-ah t-thanks miss Doo I...ah guess i'll see you later?" Silver ,while stuttering thoroughly, toke the envelop and closed the door. Silver did nothing but stand there for at least 20 minutes before seemly snapping out of his almost frozen. He moved deeper into his home around an old beat up couch and to a dining table with only a lamp sitting upon it . Now seated with something to lean on, he broke the sun seal and emptied the envelope. A split bit, a folded incident report and a.....frozen horn? no.
A frozen rib.
Well now bit, paper or bone which to check next? 'Hmm eenie meenie miney mo catch a cockatrice by the tail if it scratches let go eenie meenie miney mo.......paper it is'. Choice now made Silver reached over and picked up the incident report and begin to read.
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"Well....buck...'sigh' at least most of them made it back in....relative one piece." Placing it down on the table before looking over at the two remaining items 'well at least these two are explained now.'
"wh-yawn-when did you get up" came a tied, weary voice wafted over from the hallway. Silver looked up to see Dwarn dragging her hoves over to the dining table .
"Around....ah....5 no....huh i actually don't know honestly but I did meet the towns mailmare."
"Oh? really? wel-yawn-well then. What she like?"
"Well we didn't talk for long but she seems like a nice mare. Easy to get along at least"
With a nodding head Dwarn started to prepare there ,possibly, late breakfast. With Dwarn busy Silver returned his attention to the items before him. 'Ice bone, bit?, ice bone, bit? ice bone, bit? hmm bit it is' with that in mind he pulled the bit over with a wing. To an untrained eye the bit looks perfectly normal if not for the fact it's been cut top to bottom straight in the middle of it but to Silver? This ain't no normal bit, no siri this right here? False bit made from ,ironically, fool's gold.
'Well now what do we have here? A false bit? Shoppy made one to~' "~too dull, insides too jagged even with a clean cut..."
"Honey if you don't like my pancakes you could of just said so"
"Wuh? Nonono I was talking about the bit I love your cooking a-wait what pancakes?"
'Giggle~' "just joking with you. Now then how about you show me what's got your tail tied up?"
Setting two freshly made coffees down on the table Drawn moved over to her husband's side and looked over his shoulder at the bit. "Hmm can't see nothing wrong with it."
Moving out of his wife's way, he used his wings to slide it to her. "Look closer at the edges around the cut there far to chiped for a normal bit. here let me-"
"One you know more about this stuff then me. Two you are NOT cutting up one of our bit's just to prove a point. Three why do you even have this?" In response to this Silver simple pointed with a hoof at the envoeple. 'Sigh' "of course are they really still butthurt that they couldn't keep you for longer?"
"Apparently so." With a pause, a quirked eyebrow he continued on "also really? 'butthurt'?"
Drawn simply let out a weary sigh before leaning on Silver's side not saying a word. Silver didn't bugge at the added weight nor did he seem all that bothered by it. After a few minutes he decided that if his wife wished not to speak then he would simply continue on studying the still ,somehow, froze bone. Drawn seemally noticing the shifting focus, straightened back up and followed his gaze to the bone. "Sil why is there a melting bone on our diner table?"
"Simple. They sent it along side the false bit and the paper."
"Yes i know that. What I want to know is why send you a bone?"
"Again simple. To see if they can forge something useful from it." A thick silence followed this almost board sounding statement for Silver. So thick in fact Drawn didn't notice when Silver moved from her side to answer the door.....or that somepony was knocking on there door in the first place. With a 'click' Drawn's mind snapped back on just in time to sending a glance at who was at the door only mageing to captcha a yellow (more white-ish) hoof as the door closed.
Author's Note
Sorry this one stops so abruptly but well life is life and there's not much you can do about it.
But anyway I had an idea what if I made a new 'story' just for photos from the event's of this story. Like say the pony characters cutie marks or what the 'ice beast' look like stuff like that.
Just let me know if you think this is a good idea or not please oh and thanks for reading.
