Fallout Equestria: NightWings

The most peculiar and oldest of batponies’ legends was about the legend of the creation of their race:

A small settlement of ponies lived at the foot of the Dragon’s Ridge, having made an alliance with a race of small nocturnal dragons nesting in the cliffs nearby.

The dragons provided protection against any wild creature, such as manticore and hydras, while the ponies provided food and warm shelter for the dragon eggs in the cold winter

One day, a spirit, wild and free, came from beyond the western sea and stumbled upon the settlement. He observed the way the two species worked, and was not pleased.

His realm was chaos and mischief, yet two races which had nothing in common had built a model of order and stability.

The trickster could not suffer the sight and vowed to destroy the order. He began to disguise himself as a dragon and burned crops, hoping to enrage ponies and push them to attack their allies.

His plan failed, as the ponies recognized him as an outsider, not one of the dragons they made a pact with.

This enraged the trickster spirit, and he became even more upset when the dragon elder came personally to apologize to the ponies.

He hatched a new plan, metamorphosing himself as a pony, he went to the dragons nesting grounds, and stole eggs, leaving them in a barn by the village.

But his second plan also failed, as a young pony saw him deposit the eggs and took them back to the dragons, who quickly forgave the ponies and accepted their apologies.

The Trickster was seething with rage, none of his plans worked, as the friendship between the two factions was beyond his abilities to lie and cheat.

Furious and mad, he decided to reveal himself and began to lay waste to the ponies’ town, claiming the lives of many, laughing all the while.

The dragons, seeing their friends’ home being attacked, reacted and came to their aid.

For many days and nights, ponies and dragons attacked the Trickster, yet they could not harm him, for he was Chaos Incarnate.

Laughing at the pathetic attempts of ponies and dragons, he snapped his fingers and stopped them in place.

If all of them were so happy with their relationship with their neighbors, he decided that the two factions would become one, and with another snap of his fingers, he gave draconic attributes to the ponies and pony attributes to the dragons, creating the first batponies.

He laughed at the confusion and chaos he created, rolling on his back with tears in his eyes.

But his evil act did not go unpunished.

The magic he used to merge the two races into one was too much for one entity alone, and the toll it exerted on his body quickly became apparent.

His body shifted and swelled, the magic building up inside him. After a moment, the Trickster exploded into a colorful array of colours.

From the body of the trickster, several creatures were created, dividing his powers. All of them scattered, but one.

The new incarnate of Chaos and disharmony. Discord, the draconequus.

He laughed a hearty laugh, joked about his father’s death and flew away, leaving the newly created batponies to find how to adapt to this new life.

To be honest, I have doubts that this is exactly what happened, especially considering that this story is passed from generations to generations strictly orally and is thus subject to slight alterations each time it is told.

But, all legends have a seed of truth in them, even though I never found it there.