The Lord of the Ponies: The Friendship of Equestria

The Lord of the Ponies: The Friendship of Equestria

By: ANGRY_RainbowDash

Prologue: One Ring to Rule Them All

I amar prestar sen...The world is changed

han mathon ne nen... I feel it in the water

han mathon ne chae... I feel it in the earth

a han noston ned wilith... I smell it in the air

Much that once was... is lost. For none now live, who remember it.

It began with the forging of the Great Rings. Three were given to the Alicorns: immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings. Seven to the Diamond Dogs: great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls. And nine... nine rings were gifted to the races of Ponies: who above all else, desire power.  For within these Rings was bound the strength and will to govern each race. But they were all of them deceived... for another Ring was made.

In the Unicorn Range, in the fires of The Smokey Mountain, The Changeling Lord Sauron forged, in secret, a Master Ring, to control all others. And into this ring, he poured his cruelty, his malice, and his will to dominate all life.

One Ring to Rule Them All!

One by one, the free lands of Equestria fell to the power of The Ring.

But there were some who resisted.

A Last Alliance of Alicorns and Ponies marched against the Changeling army. And on the slopes of The Smokey Mountain, they fought for the freedom of Equestria

Unicorns shot bolts of magic at the Changelings who sat high on the darkened slopes which overlooked the battle. Many Changelings fell to the Unicorn's superior magic. But even then, a massive ground force of Changelings surged towards the Alicorns, who waited in formation for the eventual crash of the beast's chitin hide against their bodies.

The Alicorns readied themselves, and Celestia, leader of the Alicorns, shouted commands. Her Alicorns then unleashed a quick volley of lethal magic against the charging Changelings, eradicating their front row. But the Changelings still mercilessly surged forward, and in sequence, the Alicorns impaled the coming second row of Changelings with their horns. The enemy losses were steep without any of the Last Alliance lost...yet.

Furious battle broke out, as lines dispersed and sought out the nearest enemy to kill. The Unicorns, Pegasi and Earth Ponies soon joined their Alicorn compatriots on the field of battle. The superior fighting skills of the Last Alliance bested the superior numbers of the Changelings, and it seemed victory was near.

But the power of The Ring, could not be undone.

The Changeling Lord, Sauron, stepped onto the field of battle. The massive Changeling dwarfed even Celestia by double. His horn, which held the One Ring upon it, glowed a sickly green as dark energy surged along the shaft. Bolts flew from his horn, and the numbers of both Ponies and Alicorns alike fell at a staggering rate.

Commander Hurricane: Pegasus and Queen of the Ponies, would not stand for this. She rushed the Dark Lord with her sword, Narsil, in hoof. But she too was swept aside like the many that fell before the Dark Lord's power.

It was in this moment, when all hope had faded, that Isildur: Pegasus son of the Queen, took up his mother's sword. He futilely tried to raise Narsil, only to have Sauron step on it, and shatter the blade into four shards. The Dark Lord, in his ultimate vanity, reached for Isildur; Sauron hoped to make an example of the Pegasus. But Isildur swung wildly, and the broken piece of Narsil he clutched rang true.

Isildur severed the horn from Sauron's head, and without his ring, the Dark Lord`s power became undone. Sauron glowed a magnificent white, as the air around him became a vacuum, and drew all malicious energies to him. But, in a final moment of tragedy, when everything seemed right, Sauron exploded, which sent his Changelings off to the far reaches of Equestria, and killed off all the Alicorns, except three: Celestia, Cadence and Luna, who were the Ring bearers of the Alicorn race.

Sauron, the enemy of the free Ponies of Equestria, was defeated.

The Ring, passed to Isildur, who had this one chance to destroy evil forever. But the hearts of Ponies, are easily corrupted. And the Ring of Power, has a will of its own. And with this will, The Ring betrayed Isildur... to his death, as he tried to sneak from the Changeling ambush that attacked his caravan.

And some things that should not have been forgotten... were lost.

History became legend... legend became myth... and for two and a half thousand years, The Ring passed out of all knowledge. Until, when chance came, it ensnared a new bearer. The Ring came to the creature Gollum, who took it deep into the tunnels of the Crystal Mountains. And there, it consumed him.

The Ring brought to Gollum, unnatural long life. For 500 years it poisoned his mind. And in the gloom of Gollum's cave, it waited. Darkness crept back into the forests of the world. Rumor grew of a shadow in the East, whispers of a nameless fear. And the Ring of Power perceived: its time, had now come. It abandoned Gollum. But something happened then, The Ring did not intend. It was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable: an Earth Pony. Granny Smith of Ponyville.

For the time will now come, when Earth Ponies will shape the fortunes of all.