I hummed as I brushed my mane.

Life as a pony had been interesting, to say the least. Fifteen years in and I could say I didn't have many regrets.

After centuries in limbo, my anger had simmered down and a desire to just do something other than float in the middle of a black void grew.

In the end I simply let go and allowed the cycle to take me, my soul was too powerful for it to erase my sense of self, I knew it was unlikely for me to have the same body once I reincarnated but I simply thought of it as needing patience.

Just wait until I grew old and strong enough and get back my power, then get revenge, simple as that.

Of course, it took me little time to realize that Gusty was already dead, having passed of old age centuries ago.

To say I was perplexed would be putting it lightly, my bell held so much power I was two steps from being able to manipulate reality itself. Just claiming ownership of it should have granted her ascension, let alone using it.

When I was reborn I was expecting a world completely overtaken by ponykind with a living goddess at the helm.

But no, apparently, against all common sense, she decided she didn't want the -consequence free!- source of ultimate power, and since she couldn't destroy it she hid it somewhere.

At least according to the children's books my new mother read to me.

I had been reborn as a pony of all things, truly the universe was feeling ironic.

In my previous life I had been a mass of dark energies and magic that eventually gained sentience and was strong enough to make a physical body.

Positive emotions where not something I was familiar with, small and short lived feeligns of amusement and satisfaction where the best I had felt during my first life.

Now?

Now I could feel so many things and in such potency that they were hard to control.

The old me had watched thousands of his creations slaugther innocent beings and being killed in return with nothing but a thought on how many he would have to create to replace them and what improvements he would have to make.

The new me spent multiple days crying because he stepped on his pet rock.

I was an "emotional" child to say the least.

Still, according to my parents I was a saint when compared to my oldest sister and their own siblings when they where my age, so I was easy to deal with.

With a final swipe, I set the brush down and made sure my yellow tie and purple button-up were nice and tidy.

Stepping back and looking myself over I scowled slightly. When I was born some higher being decided that from five children only one would take massively after their mother.

And let me give you a hint, it wasn't any of my four sisters.

While my eldest and second eldest sisters were big blocks of muscle and my other two sisters were pretty much the same only slimmer, no matter how much muscle I packed I still looked the same.

Short, soft, curvy, and easily mistaken for a mare.

Thankfully just like my mother, it didn't make me any weaker, I could break boulders in half and overpower my sisters on a bad day.

I sighed.

' From father of all monsters to stallion that barely looks its gender.' I thought to myself.

Suddenly my door was almost ripped from its hinges (again) by hard knocking.

"Come on you peacock it's getting late and I want to get back in time for dinner." My eldest sister's voice came from the other side of it.

"Coming," I called back.

Opening the door I was greeted by the sight of my scowling sibling.

"Finally, now let's get a move on." Without waiting for my answer she started walking away. "The Sapphires and the Quartz have been testy lately and dad wants us to give them a reminder of why we are in charge here."

As we walked down the stairs we passed by the kitchen and I noticed my mother preparing something.

"Goodbye mother" I called out to her as we headed out the door.

"Farewell," she called back. "And remember to be on the lookout for any touchy stallions Octavio."

I sighed. "Yes, mother."

As we walked towards our destination I glared at my laughing sister.

"Shut up Limestone."

The Rock Breaker lands had always been a place where might makes right was the way of life.

More than a thousand years ago one of our ancestors Cioux Igneous Pie challenged every clan leader he could find and beat every single one of them.

And just like that, the Pie clan brought hundreds of Rock Breaker Clans under their leadership.

They reigned uncontested for two centuries until the twin princesses ascended and started the unification of the pony tribes.

In the end, when Equestria was founded, the only ones who didn't want anything to do with it were the Rock Breaker Clans.

To say that our ancestors were unimpressed with young Celestia's attempts at"diplomacy" was an understatement.

Eventually, when the clans started to get annoyed at the attempts to "civilize" them, Princess Luna, Faust bless her soul, decided that enough was enough and simply flew over to the Pie clan home and challenged the current clan head to a bare hoof duel.

The clan head was on board with the idea of a contest of strength with an Alicorn.

At the end of the day with all other clan heads as witnesses, the duel began. The clan head predictably lost but still submitted with all the others following his example.

Truthfully the Pie clan was still in charge with the only difference being that "officially" we were governors put in place by Luna that paid taxes and asnwered only to her.

The keyword being, Princess Luna.

After all, she was the one who earned their loyalty, and years later, when the griffons crossed the sea and invaded Equestria Luna and the Rock Breaker Clans were the first to counterattack.

Having her fight alongside them and eventually win the war earned her their respect, that and the fact that Celestia and the Canterlot army only joined towards the end of the war meant that the clans refused to give even a single bit to whom they thought of as an I quote, "horned chicken and her flock."

Sometime after the war, Princess Luna showed up with multiple sacks filled with her magically duplicated feathers as a gift.

Since then as a display of loyalty to Luna, all Pie clan members would wear one from their birth to their deaths.

And then Nightmare Moon happened.

Her attack and Luna vanishing into thin air got the clans to head straight to Canterlot to ask questions.

Sadly the more they asked the more pushback they received until the clans were all but segregated from Equestria.

After that, at the night of every summer sun celebration all Rock Breaker Clans would gather on the place Princess Luna and have their very own summer moon celebration.

Here we are a thousand years later and the tradition continues,

I almost reached back to touch the dark blue feather attached to the ponytail on the back of my head before I remembered I had blood and dirt on my hooves.

I grimaced before putting it back down and looking around.

Laying on the ground around me were the forms of multiple ponies, some bruised, some bloody, some broken, and some all of the above.

I absentmindedly noted Limestone knocking the last one unconscious as I thought about how all this started.

The Sapphire clan had always been an annoyance to our clan, it was basically their tradition, but whenever they stepped over the line they needed a lesson, or as grandfather used to say, "kick them around until they remember why they are just that, an annoyance."

The Quartz clan on the other hand was very small, almost unnecessary honestly, but they were the clan mother was from before she married our father.

Father and mother hadn't married for convenience or because somepony else chose for them, oh no, they met at a summer moon celebration, locked eyes, and instantly fell for each other.

Sadly the fact that a Pie clan member, and the heir at that, married one of their own gave them an inflated sense of importance.

With the years they only got even more unbearable, not even mother could tolerate them anymore. Some time ago one of them had the gall to mock me about my mare-like appearance to my face, it didn't end well for him.

It was widely known among the clans that despite being a stallion I looked more like a mare than all of my sisters put together, and while I had been mocked about it at the start, some bone-breaking eventually earned me enough respect and fear that they quickly stopped.

That Quartz stallion broke the unspoken rule and paid the consequences.

Anyway, all that aside, Limestone and I were walking out of the rock farm in the Sapphire clan's direction, and just as we crested a small hill on the edge of it we bumped into a group of Quartz clan ponies heading in the opposite direction.

With a quick look, we noticed that some were pushing mining carts filled with pickaxes and that all of them were wearing miner helmets.

It took me a second to realize they were heading towards the farm, but if they were doing that then it meant that not only were they heading towards OUR farm but that they were doing so without our permission, not that they would have gotten it if they asked but still, its the principle of it.

'But no, they can't be that stupid...right?' I thought to myself.

"Are you... Heading to the rock farm?" Apparently, Limestone was as confused as me judging by the tone of her voice and her expression.

The stallion on the lead blinked like an idiot before responding with a happy "yes."

And like that, he sealed his fate as Limestone's face quickly changed from confusion to anger. Then they both tumbled back down the hill as Limestone leaped at him with a roar.

As everypony was distracted by the sudden act of violence I quickly chose my target and charged.

Two minutes late we were back in the present and I was pulling a napkin from one of my shirt pockets.

As I wiped the blood off my hooves Limestone walked towards me and spoke. "Lest leave the Sapphires for later, father will want to hear of this."

"Good idea, the Quartz dug their grave, it's time they lay on it."

CHAPTER END

Author's Note

Hey guys I decided to make this what if into a story of its own, hope you like it.