A Draconequus Tale

When I was younger, things weren’t necessarily better. I was raised in a family of three, me being the only child. There were supposed to be four of us but something happened to my older sibling and my mother refused to tell me what. They were alive before me and gone before I even got to meet them. It always made me feel like there was a piece of me missing that I would never get to discover.

My childhood was far from perfect. My mother, Glisten Dust, a draconequus known for her blunt nature, was always rather impatient with me and not very understanding. When I was being taught as a small draconequus how to transform and behave like a pony to fit in with the rest of my home, she pressured me further than she should have. She set goals for me I wasn’t ready to reach and yelled at me if I did something wrong. This kind of stress didn’t help me progress faster than the rest of my peers like she wanted but rather slower. This only fueled her rage and she often talked about physically hurting me from all her built up anger. She only did it once or twice but I knew she wanted to.

And then there was my father, Rogue Wind. He was a draconequus talented with his wings and could glide gracefully through almost any kind of wind. In his pony form, he was even better with his pegasus wings. He was a hard worker and rather friendly to others. I don’t carry any bad blood with him but he has his faults as well.

He never really stood up for me against my mother like I wanted him to and sort of left me to fend for myself. He was also a poor decision maker and either couldn’t make up his mind or made a bad choice. He was that father that was there for the good times but stepped back when there was confrontation. And while I’m someone who doesn’t like to fight much myself, I wish he had done more.

Like most draconequus, we lived in the village that would become Ponyville in the future. I was only a few months from a newborn when ponies started to go after draconequus and the lifestyle of being a pony was adapted to our kind for the ones who stayed behind. And although I was young, I still remember some fleeting memories that never left me.

The scenery immediately changed and shifted to a valley full of long green grass. There were many trees and wildlife all around quietly living amongst the valley. At least, they were before the sound of thumping began to shake the valley.

Many bunnies were disturbed from their rest as they hopped into their burrows and deers became alert by the noise and bounded off farther into the valley. The other animals scrambled to find a place to hide as it became clear that a stampede was heading straight for them. However, it was a stampede that many would have never witnessed before until now.

Many hybrid creatures emerged from behind a hill with panicked looks and screams of terror as they ran past on four legs. Many were mothers carrying their newborn children on their backs or by their scruffs and some were just even young draconequus trying to escape on their own. There even were ponies mixed in with the group who were galloping alongside their draconequus significant other, not willing to leave them behind.

Behind them, they could hear shouts of rage and the crackling of fire as a mob of angry ponies chased them, gaining up on the group of fleeing creatures. Some unicorns amongst the mob levitated cuffs alongside them which seemed to be Ebony’s inventions made to destabilize draconequus and steal their magic. Ebony of course led the mob with confidence as she too held her own inventions and a torch lit with fire.

As the draconequus continued to flee, some were unlucky and collapsed to the ground, being caught by one of Ebony’s followers and chained up. Others were families trying to help their kin keep up and were falling behind, closer into the claws of the enraged ponies. One family in particular was a family of three draconequus and they too were struggling to keep up with the others.

A mother with a dark purple and bluish mane held her baby daughter by her scruff as she threw her paws out in front of her, using all the strength within her to keep going. Her partner, a blue draconequus was aiding her to keep going while also making sure his daughter was safe. Their daughter appeared to be fast asleep despite all the chaos happening around her which somewhat reassured her parents.

“Stop you monsters!”

The two stopped as a unicorn stood in front of them, threatening them with a weapon. It seemed to be a spear of some time that was altered with magic. It crackled like lightning and spurt specks of magic on the ground.

“Get the fuck out of my way.” The mother snarled.

“I’m not going anywhere. Not until you both are caged and restrained like the rest of your kind.”

The father began to growl as his mismatched wings raised in the air and his body lowered to the ground. The fur on his back stood up as he bared his sharp teeth in somewhat of a warning to the pony. He wasn’t known for being a fighter but he sure wasn’t going to let any pony harm his daughter.

“Need some help over here, they’re getting pretty hostile!” The unicorn called out.

That was the last straw for the mother draconequus. In a split second, she dropped her daughter on to the ground without thinking and went flying through the air with her claws out. She dug her claws into the pony’s chest which caused them to scream in agony and drop the weapon they were holding as blood soaked the fur on her paws.

The screams of the unicorn immediately alerted the other ponies around them as they rushed to assist them. Ponies began to try and fight back at the mother draconequus as she went on a complete rampage to claw at them and draw blood from all of them. The unicorn she once was attacking was completely motionless at this point as they lied on the ground limply while the others fought against the draconequus.

The father was busy protecting his daughter as more ponies closed in on them and attempted to harm him and his young one. He knew that his partner wouldn’t be able to keep up for much longer and that they would be doomed if she stopped. What choice did they have now?

“What are you still doing here, Rogue?” The mother draconequus asked as she sliced at a pony’s face. “Take Flusk and get out of here!”

“I won’t leave you behind!” He called back.

“Are you fucking stupid?! You will die and she will die! Get out of here before it’s too late!”

“No!”

Rogue shielded his daughter with his wings and backed up as his tail swung around madly. All he could really do was try and reclaim as much space as he could and spare time as much as he could. If he had more time, maybe he’d be able to think of something to get them out of here.

“AGHHH!!”

“GLISTEN!”

Flusk’s mother collapsed to the ground, covered in scratches and the blood of the ponies she fought. With her down, the ponies took this chance to restrain her and trap Rogue and Flusk. As they slammed cuffs on Glisten’s wrists, Rogue frantically ran about trying to evade the ponies.

All this commotion made little Flusk open her eyes and look around curiously as her world moved around so much and many faces of different creatures passed by her. It didn’t upset her but it did seem to confuse the little one.

“Rogue, get out of here now!”

“No!”

“Alright, that’s enough.”

A yellow aura suddenly blasted at the group of ponies surrounding Rogue and Glisten as they were showered in a storm of yellow magic. It was like being in a hurricane only made of the power of a magic user as furious winds pushed Rogue and Glisten back. They were strong enough to keep their ground but they both shielded themselves with their wings and Flusk.

The same couldn’t be said for the ponies as they fought against the strong power pushing them back and failed as they were thrown across the grass and went flying through the air. Once all the ponies seemed to have been disposed of, the hurricane of magic disappeared and left the draconequus’s ears ringing.

“W-What was that?..” Glisten asked, unshielding herself with her bleeding wing.

“I don’t know but I’ve never seen magic anything like that..It couldn’t have been a unicorn.” Rogue replied. “It felt different. It had some sort of feeling about it that I can’t explain.”

“You just gonna stand there or what? I provided you an exit, now use it!”

The two draconequus looked behind them to see a younger draconequus who looked about to be in his teenage years smirking at them as he bounced an accumulation of his magic in his lion paw. He had fluffy white bangs that somewhat hid his eyes and black hair on his neck. However, his yellow and red eyes were the most noticeable about him as Glisten seemed to immediately recognize the youngster.

“Snowy’s son..” Glisten mumbled, her eyes widening.

“Come on.”

Rogue and Glisten ran off without a second glance as the young draconequus turned his back to them and to the crowd of incoming ponies. He crossed both his arms as he stood on his hindlegs, observing them with nothing but a mischievous grin on his face.

“I was looking forward to having some test subjects for my latest spell.”

“And..That’s all I remember.” Flusk said, presently sitting on the floor.

“All you remember? That’s quite a lot for someone who was a baby at the time. Not to mention the fact that you said you only remembered a few memories.” Drizzle replied with a confused look.

“Well, my magic does specialize in memory. Maybe over the course of remembering it, it helped me unlock those forgotten ones and brought them back to the surface.”

“Specialize? Magic doesn’t exactly specialize in things, it just exists.”

“No, no, draconequus magic specializes in certain areas. Like um..For an example, there’s such a thing as fire magic. A draconequus may be able to still do the normal stuff like levitating things and teleporting but someone who’s a fire magic user would mainly specialize in fire and be able to manipulate it.”

“Like that draconequus who saved your parents? Let me guess..Wind magic or whatever?”

“Sort of..His magic was a little different though. You don’t normally see anyone with an ability like his.”

“Right..” Drizzle shifted himself in his seat. “So, why’d you lie and say that you aren’t good at magic?”

“I’m not good at it!”

“Yeah? Then how come you’ve got some crazy power that you never use? I’ve been training and helping you only to learn that you don’t need it.”

Flusk sighed. “It’s complicated..”

“Let me guess, another story?”

Once a draconequus is a toddler, they are trained by their parents to use their powers. By doing so, they also learn what their magic specializes in and what they’re capable of. Whether you’re a draconequus with magic weaker than others or a draconequus with very strong magic that is able to rival others, you find out what you can do and what it takes.

I found out that mine specialized in memory. This meant that I could freely have access to my memories and remember things better than most. It was like a visual archive within my head that I could easily pick a memory from and see it. However, as great as it sounds to be able to recall your memories so easily, it can be a very dangerous power to carry.

This power can be used on others than just myself. Just as the visual archive I described before, I can see everyone’s memories if I unlock my power. But I can also tamper with those memories. I have the ability to switch around memories so they are remembered as an event that happened before another or happened after. I can also add things to others memories that weren’t there before or take them away. I can even erase their memory entirely or place in a new one of my choosing.

Without complete mastery of this magic and the matureness to handle this with responsibility, this can be heavily abused and can change everything. I always felt I wasn’t in control enough to handle it and I hated having the power. So, I refused to use it.

After I finished my training with my magic, I only used my magic for the simplest of things such as levitation, teleportation, and other simple tasks. My parents never took notice because my power was never really needed. After not using it for so long, it began weakening and I was able to mentally lock it away within myself, forever. My magic no longer worked the same way it used to and it reverted to what you ponies would call the skill level of a unicorn filly.

“You’d really throw away all that potential and power just because you felt you couldn’t handle it?” Drizzle asked.

“What good is power when all it does is damage and harm?”

“It doesn’t have to if you use it correctly.”

“Yeah well, too late now.”

“Not really. You can always just..You know, use it again and try to train yourself with it.”

“It’s not that simple. I haven’t used it for years. It’s probably not even accessible anymore.”

The two sat in silence, thinking to themselves before one spoke again.

“So what truly made you decide to be a pony?” Drizzle asked.

“That too is a long story that had many events leading up to it..”