Far off to the south eastern section of Equestria, there lies a land that when compared to those that the ponies inhabit, is nothing but a baren wasteland. In this land nothing but dry foliage grows, but even those pieces of vegetation are scarce amongst the rocks and stones. And yet these lands are perfect for one particular species, and that species are the dragons.

True the Dragon Lands are a harsh landscape for many creatures to even try and live, and yet is an impressive place for dragons to live since it is nothing but rocks and stones, the perfect place for dragons of all ages especially adolescent dragons can use the full extent of their strength and fire power. Heck dragons learn how to manage their powers just by smashing things, or just burning down everything, that’s how the Dragon Lands always shift and change its layout. And with the volcanic activity that occasionally set off, the land changes even further. But even with testing and proving how strong they are, or even playing with the flowing rivers of lava, the dragons that reside in the Dragon Lands even get bored and need a change of pace. But even in these lands, its inhabitants can grow weary.

Amongst the pools of lava being feed by the crimson rivers from high mountain tops and ledges, a large group of adolescent dragons were all partying. Cannonballing into the searing hot pools of lava, or racing each other to see who’s the best. Or even lava surfing down said rivers of lava. However there were a few young dragons that were either just idling around, lazing about, or just laying around and looking like they were bored out of their mind. Particularly three dragons lounging around one of the smaller pools of lava.

“I’m bored!” a rotund brown dragon grumbled while lazily floating in a pool of lava with the other adolescent dragons.

“Same.” A skinny purple dragon commented. “Garble is there anything we can do? Lava Bombing was fun for a while, now it’s, not.” The dragon turned to look at a stockier red dragon that was just a laying on the shore of the pool of lava.

“And what do you expect me to do about it?” the red dragon said in a slightly annoyed tone.

“I don’t know. You’re the one who always tells us what to do.” The skinny purple dragon said as his tail slapped the lava.

“Just shut up you damn whinner!” Garbled blasted a fireball at the skinnier dragon, causing him to flail in the lava when it smacked him in the face. While the purple dragon tried to regain his balance in the lava Garble jumped up to his feet, spreading his wings before taking off.

As Garble starts flying the red dragon started to wander what can he do to kill his own boredom. But as far as he can see, there was nothing of interest that spoke to him. And as he continued to say nothing of interest, the red dragons own sense of irritation started to boil. Today has been nothing but dull and uneventful from the moment he woke up, ate his three servings of gems, to even now. Nothing has happened!

“RAGH! This such a pain! I wanna go burn or smash something that isn’t just rocks.” Garble groaned as he just flies around aimlessly, looking for anything to do.

But while the red dragon continuous to fly about something catches his attention out of the corner of his eye. Stopping in midair the teenage dragon turned his attention to what caught his eye. Trotting through the barren rocky wasteland’s dull greys and brown color scheme, was dark blue equine figure just casually strolling by. But what really caused Garble to look at the pony weirdly, was the patches of white stuff that it created with every step it took. However that mattered little to the dragon. Cause right now, there was something in the Dragon Lands that could finally take care of his boredom. So the red dragon flew down towards the blue equine, a snaggled tooth smile plastered on his muzzle, ready to have some fun on the pony who foolishly wandered into the Dragon Lands.

“Hey you pony!” Garble shouted as he closed in on the pony.

“What makes you think that you can just waltz in dragon territory huh?” the equine turned to look up at Garble, who expected to see a terrified look on the pony’s face. but the only look on the ponies face was a mildly annoyed expression.

“Go away.” The pony said with a voice that greatly expressed his annoyance.

“Oh. You think you can tell me what to do?” Garble challenged as he landed in front of the unicorn.

“In case you haven’t noticed, this is my turf pony! So you don’t get to tell me what to do!” As Garble tried to explain the situation the unicorn, a chill rand down his spine. The pony was looking at him, eyes narrowed only slightly, and yet they held such a fierce and threatening look.

“Go. Away.” Those simple two words were filled with so much power and intimidation that the teenage dragon actually had to take a step back.

‘What is this feeling!?’ Garble asked internally as the pony continued to stare the dragon down.

Just by being in this ponies presence, Garble felt a sense of dread and fear just loom over him. Like a great big shadow from an adult dragon whose had enough of another dragons antics. Honestly, Garble has never this level of fear before, and it was scaring him. Add in the fact that a pony seemed to be causing this looming weight over him, was causing the teenage dragon to be utterly dumbfounded!

‘This…this sensation…it’s like whenever the adults when they get serious about fighting each other.’

“Hey Garble!” the red dragon was snapped back to reality when a loud gravelly voice called out his name. When he turned to look behind him, he saw Charcoal and Scrag flying towards him. “Finally we found you.” Scrag, the scrawny purple dragon said as he and the other dragon landed in front of Garble.

Hey! What’s with the pony?” Charcoal the brown dragon asked as he pointed at the unicorn, and making both Garble and Scrag look over to the pony, who just looked even more irritated than before. Yet the red dragon regained some of his confidence and developed a smile on his broad muzzle, as an idea came to him.

“Nothing much really. I was just flying around looking for something to do—” the red dragon then pointed a thumb at the unicorn while he looked over to his two pals. “When I found this pony just wandering around. And I thought about teaching this pony why he should respect us dragons, and while he’s here we call the shots.”

Garble heard a snort coming from the equine, but paid it no mind as he kept an eye on his fellow dragons, while he tried to act more tough than he was from a moment ago. And it would seem that the other two teenage dragons also cracked a smile, as they seemed to catch on to what Garble meant.

“Well why don’t we help you teach this pony some respect eh?” Scrag said while Charcoal chuckled in agreement while Garble just looked satisfied as his friends shared his sense of bullying for fun.

“Be my guest, let’s teach this pony who thinks that he can talk back to to…to…”

Garble was cut off when he gave a rather loud sneeze, before feeling a shiver run down his back again. But instead of fear this chill down the spine felt normal, as a cold sensation coated his body. And it seemed that both Charcoal & Scrag were also feeling this same cold sensation. When the red dragon wandered why he was getting so cold, he noticed something. There was snow on the ground! No, not just on the ground, Garble saw that there was snow covering the whole area, and the air looked like it had specs of ice in it! the teenage dragon and his two pals then turned to where the pony was, and they all saw that in the white out of snow and ice specs in the air, the unicorns eyes were glowing an ominous red while his horn glowed an faint purplish pink color.

“Stand aside.” Was all the unicorn said, still carrying a threatening tone in his voice. “Or die where you stand!”

This threat seemed to spark the challenging instincts that are hardwired into dragons, as all three teenage dragons flared their wings, growled, and snarled in anger. While fire starts to build up deep inside them. Whenever a dragon is threatened, or challenged, they meet the obstacle head on. Ready to show that they aren’t afraid of anything, and show whatever it is threatening or challenging, that they are superior.

“You still think you can boss around in our turf?” Garble said as a puff of fire vents from his mouth as a wicked smile crosses his features.

“How about we show you what happens…WHEN YOU TRY AND TELL US DRAGONS WHAT TO DO!” With that all three teenage dragons lobbed big fireballs at the unicorn, hitting him directly and causing the unicorn’s body to be engulfed in flame.

“Ha! How did you like that pony? Did you—”

At first Garble felt nothing other than the cold snow and wind on his body. But for some reason, he felt nothing now. It’s as if all form of sensation just left his body. However that small period of dullness wavered fast, as the cold chill started to creep back over him, but there was another sensation. Mixed in with the cold touch of ice and snow, there was a warm feeling starting to sprout from various places on his body. Garble then looked at down at his body to see what was causing the warm sensation…and what he found truly frightened him. Piercing out of the ground, and puncture through his chest, arms, stomach, and legs were spikes of ice. Spikes of ice coated in his blood.

“Wha—”

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Today has been a rather irritating one for the Oroshi. First there were those small equine creatures in armor, who twice tried to get in his way. Then there were the equines in that clearing with all the food, barking, and squealing at him, all while he tried to eat in peace.

Then there was the large, winged equine, who challenged him and actually dared enough to try and attack him, but its assault was short lived. And finally was this moment of having his peaceful trot stopped when annoying red lizard came out of nowhere, and started to bark and squeal like the equines. Already the elder dragon’s day was turning out to be bad, and just having a red flying toad, and two other monsters actually try and stop the midnight coated equine was crossing the Oroshi’s patience.

“Stupid flying toads.” The Oroshi grumbled as he trots past the three now dead, and frozen, creatures that he just dealt with.

But as the elder dragon continuous trot through this stony wasteland, it would seem that his luck had changed for the best. After trotting for roughly ten or so more minutes without other lowly creatures getting in his way, the Oroshi came across a nice little cave. Which doesn’t seem to have an owner.

Heading into the cave and trotting for a few minutes, the monster reached the back chamber, which was nice and cool, and the darken atmosphere had a wonderful calming effect on the quadrupedal monster. When the monster entered the chamber the Oroshi wasted no time in getting comfortable, as he wasn’t exhaustedly tired, but a good nap after everything that had happened today would be nice. So after the midnight coated monster laid on the ground, the walls, floor, and ceiling started to freeze and frost over, while a nice little blanket of snow started to cover the cave floor. Providing a nice little nesting bed for the elder dragon to rest up. And put the day behind him before continuing his own adventures through this strange new land.

Author's Note

well this is where the drafted chapters that got caught up in the mess that held it up months ago, so from here on I'll be working on new chapters for the fic. but hopefully this time it take more months on hiatus to upload.