A New Adventure

As Fury and Dalila stepped through the gardens of The Everfree castle, Fury could smell a certain aroma coming from the center of the gardens, where he could see a purple mane flowing. The foul smelling odor caught him with a sickly sweet smell of rotting decay. He turned his nose as he stopped at the door of the castle, where a pair of royal guards stood motionless, their spears crossed across the door, not allowing the alicorn and earth pony admittance. Fury looked at the guards with some shock and dismay.

“Is there a problem here gentlecolts?” Fury asked as he stopped at the door, his nose nearly touching the spear. “Let us pass”.

“We cannot allow you to pass sir, you have not been released by our checklist sir,” the nearest guard said, his middle aged muzzle slumping as he spoke.

“Do you not recognize me? I am Prince Fury Flight, brother to the two sisters… now let us pass!”

“Sir, we cannot allow you admittance into the castle as your name has not been cleared..”

Fury took a deep breath as he stepped back, “Alright then, have it your way”, Fury said as the magic in his horn sprang to life as a sphere of magic exploded and launched the guards from their positions and landed them by the workspace of his younger sister, who was currently studying the decaying of timberwolves.

The castle doors opened as Fury strolled through looking to his sister, Celestia, who was sitting comfortably upon her throne, looking at Fury with a slightly irritated look. She slightly raised an eyebrow as he stopped at the edge of the stairs leading to her throne.

“How many of my guards will you put in the medical wing?” Celestia asked with a bored tone.

“Why am I barred from coming into my own home?” Fury asked as he sat down on his haunches.

“I thought your home was in the Crystal Empire Great Fury Flight, great guardian of small towns… and now the taker of mares?” she said as her eye glanced at Dalila, who tried to shrink into nothing at the thought of being called a prize. “I heard about the fire at the bandits property, and now the villian on the run… have you made anything better brother? Or simply let your emotions and magic run wild?” she asked as she set up tall, looking down upon her brother with an egotistical look.

Fury set and looked at the ground, the event she described still fresh in his head… he had let his emotions get the better of him, his magic was still roaring from the power he let out, his soul still torn from it… from his dive off the cliff. He could still hear Celestia talking about the law he had violated when he went to the farm and let his magic loose.

“...Fury, and for that… I must ask that you stand down.. And come to the lower levels peacefully..”

“You are… trying to arrest me?” Fury said as he stood up, his eyesight checking behind him seeing two unicorn guards behind him, their magic holding ready. “I am not going anywhere!” Fury said as he let his own magic begin to flow.

“You do this brother, and our familiar tie will be broken… you would let yourself start a war?” Celestia said as she slowly got up from her throne.

“It wouldn’t be the first time I made a war,” Fury said as he eyed Celestia as she stepped down the steps.

“Fury, don’t do this… You can’t win this… come peacefully,” she said as she reached the bottom of the steps.

Fury’s mind heightened as he drew a deep breath and let his magic crackle, lightning escaping his horn and keeping the ponies around him save dalila at a distance. His eyes blinded with a sheet of magic, letting him amplify his magic ten fold.

“No one will touch me or her!! The first one to move will feel it!” Fury said as he pushed his magic more, creating a larger gap between himself and the others.

The door burst open as a wite magic sliced through the electricity and struck Fury in the back of the head, nearly knocking him out, but enough to strike down his magical barrier. Luna stepped through the door with her magic raised, looking at Fury with nothing but rage.

“You dare come here and attack our sister!! Dare to show Thy face after what has happened!! Thou should be ashamed… thou is no longer a brother of ours..” Luna said as she pushed her magic again, going for Furys mind.

Fury let a tear slip from his magic blinded eye before letting his magic strike all of the ponies surrounding, the force of the lightning blowing the ponies back as he grabbed dalila and teleported away.

He reappeared in a small sanctuary just north of the castle, stil having his magic on high alert as he looked around to see if he had been followed by any magical threat. Seeing that they were indeed safe, Fury stopped to contemplate what he had just done. He had attacked those he loved, those he swore to protect above his own life. He wished he had listened to know what else had happened when he lost control of his magic. Had the stallion ran off and began taking lives.. Or worse, stealing ponies to form a new gang. He wasn’t sure, as his mind had blacked out when Celestia was explaining that to him. It was then that he remembered that he was not alone.

He looked over to Dalila, who though was a yellow pony, her face was nearly white as a ghost. He sat down in front of her and tried to look her in the eye, but her gaze averted to the ground. He brought a hoof to her chin, but she only moved her head away.

“Dalila… please look at me, what did she say?” he tried to ask thoughtfully.

Dalila looked at the ground, her mind in pieces as well as her heart. The princess had called her a prize, a common tramp. And then laid the bombshell that her father, the pony that the alicorn had burned alive in front of her, was not only alive, but taking the lives of others. She knew if she told him, he would hunt her father down and finish the job he had started. She kept her eyes closed tightly, not wanting to look at the pony in front of her.

Fury looked back before sighing and turning around, walking over to a nearby tree, stopping and resting by it.

“He’s still causing harm isn’t he? That pony from the farm… he’s important to you as well..” he said, not looking back. “So you are protecting him from a fate that is sure to follow him… am I right?”

“Yes…” she whispered, not looking at Fury.

“You would rather him roam the lands killing at will, taking what he pleases?” Fury said as he turned and looked at Dalila, the mare looking at him with fear in her eyes. “That kind of lack of courage started a war that killed many many ponies… more than any amount that now live..”

Dalila tried to swallow a lump in her throat, but it just wouldn’t go down. Was this the stallion that she fell in love with? How could it be… the stallion she saw was caring, and had a romantic side that made any stallion around her fall away. The stallion she saw before her though, was nothing like the pony she read about. The fire in his eyes was not the romantic flame she seen in the crystal empire, but a ruthless fire that threatened to burn away the land in a fiery inferno. His body language spoke to that of him flying away and finishing the job that he had done when he had come to the farm of her grandparents.

Fury looked at Dalila, waiting for the answer to his question, but if she had one, she was not going to tell him. He turned away, only stopping for a second to turn his head back slightly to dalila.

“Go back to the castle, wait there while I do some business..” he said as he unfurled his wings and took to the sky.

Dalila broke down as she watched the brown streak of Fury’s body disappear against the horizon, flying away toward her father… and the inevitable end of her father. A small white light began to illuminate her cheek as she turned to see Princess Luna, her stern eyes scowling Dalila straight down to her soul.

“Where is our brother!!?” she demanded, opening her wings to be more intimidating than her usual royal self.

Dalila shrunk down, covering her eyes as she shouted, “He's gone to kill my father… the bandit that he burned!!!” she screamed out frantically.

Luna turned away and took to the sky, her own wings taking her higher into the sky towards her target, a small brown dot at the edge of her eyesight.

As fury landed in front of the small shack, he could smell the stench of death… its rotten odor penetrating his senses. Fury let his magic lead him, heightening his senses as he looked around, hearing the hoofsteps of two different ponies, one of them limping. He could then hear the slightest gasp… as if one of the ponies was being harmed. He armed his magic and let it flow through his horn as he produced a large ball of magic which he propelled forward and destroyed the door on the shack, revealing a gray pony with a large burn across his face, with an older mare up against a wall, his hoof around her throat.

His magic crackled like lightning as the pony turned to see his nightmare in the doorway… Fury’s blue eyes focused on the gray pony, his face changing from anger to fear….. A magical crack erupted from Furys horn.