My Little Pony (R:G5): Ponies Unite! (Book 1: A New Generation)

Far away

From inside a dark castle lit with teal fire, Luvios and a red cloaked figure with a salamander mask following behind him, marches straight towards to a throne. They bowed before an a mare. She is a tall mare who is an Alicorn with a long, slightly curved horn that is colored paler towards the tip. She is deep purple with dark blue eyes and glittery blue eyeshadow. Her mane is white with light streaks of cyan and is parted into two side sections with thin braids wrapped around her ears.

“Report.” She commanded.

“Sister, I brought with me some unfortunate news about our siblings,” The blue Alicorn stallion informs her, “Aerovad and Gaialum have succumbed to their fates.”

“Yes, yes, unfortunate,” she said in uncaring tone, “What else?”

Not even batting an eye, he moves along, “Aerovad had fallen by six young ponies dear sister.”

This caught her attention and asks, “Excuse me?”

“Aerovad had fallen by six young ponies, using six geodes of different Elements.” He cleared his throat as he then continues on, “That isn’t all, one of the young ponies is born Alicorn magic. It’s the Prophecy’s Child.”

“What?!” She yells as she got up from her throne, “You’re meaning to tell me that they are true?!”

“Yes, dear sister.” The blue stallion answers, “But that isn’t all. We have recovered an earth pony that seemed at the verge of his death… but, it seems that his mind was only poisoned by our brother’s dagger.”

She raised a brow of this information and then asks him, “And this pony… is he any useful?”

He looks at the stallion on the steal stretcher, a grin was plastered on his lips. “He may seem like an idiot,” he explains to her as he walks towards him, “But I believe, with a little bit of training and a twist of the truth, I do believe that he will make a fine inquisitior.”

Intrigued, she then says, “Very well… awaken him.”

“As you say.” He obliges. His horn glows brightly, surrounding the red stallion’s body, which starts to quiver to live, taking in a sharp deep inhale of life, opening his eyes.

As the red cloaked figure took a sigh, she took off her mask, letting her cerise pink mane with red and yellow highlights falling out from the gap of the cloak’s hood, her olive green eyes looking at her reflection with a disappointed look on her face as she kept asking herself, “Who am I?”