Bioniclopby James RednokChaptersChapter 2: Rainbow Dash - Eoh of HonestyChapter 3: Pinkie Pie - Eoh of LaughterChapter 4: FlutterShy - Eoh of KindnessChapter 5: Rarity - Eoh of GenerosityChapter 1: The legend of CelestiaChapter 2: Rainbow Dash - Eoh of HonestyA beach. She was standing on a sweeping expanse of sand sloping gently down to the sea. As she gazed out at the ocean, she saw waves breaking over a coral reef. Beyond that, there was nothing but water stretching to an unbroken horizon. 'Where am I?' she thought, her mind a haze of memories and dreams. 'WHO am I?' . . . Rainbow Dash . . . The words - a name? They seemed to fit, to make sense somehow. But little else did. Rainbow Dash shook her head in frustration. Why couldn't she remember more? How had she gotten here - and why? She glanced toward the polished canister that had brought her here. Near it she saw several cyan components lying on the sand. Two turned out to be wings, shaped in a fine feathery form. They fitted together onto her back, and melded comfortably right into her skin and tissue. But when she flapped the wings, they felt heavy and awkward. She scowled. "Well what the hay is the point of these?" she muttered frustratedly, removing the wings and jabbing them into the sand. Then she noticed the mark. It stared up at her with a swirling cloud and multi-colored lightning bolt, it's surface catching the moonlight so that it appeared to come alive in her hoofs. The moment she touched it, she didn't know how or why, but she suddenly knew what to do next. Taking a deep breath, Rainbow Dash lifted the mark to her flank. A surge of power coursed through her. Yes! This was more like it! The pegasus reattached her wings and flapped them. This time, to her surprise, the wings felt very fluid and easy to control. When she flapped them harder, she took off into the air, trailing a rainbow in her wake. "HAY YEAH!" exclaimed the mare with great satisfaction. "Now we're getting somewhere!" But was she? She let her wings fold to her side once more as she landed, those annoying questions poking and nudging their way back to the front of her mind. Why was she here? What was she supposed to do? "Why - can't - I - REMEMBER?" she howled, unfurling her wings to they're full length. She shot forth again, erupting into the sky like a volcano. She was so high in the sky in such a short amount of time, that when she looked back, her canister was smaller than a grain of sand; surprising even herself. 'Woah ... I done got some hops', she mused with wonder, feeling the power from her beating wings. The power of speed, to control her body with precision and agility. 'But where does it come from? What is it for?' Burning questions all - and still she had no answers. Not knowing made her shake with frustration and rage. It made her want to fly away from the earth, the sea, the beach - the very world itself. It was tempting - so tempting. To lose herself in chaos, to strike out with no thought for past, future, or anything else. The mare took a deep breath. No. She couldn't allow herself to give in. Somehow she knew that, just as she'd known her name. 'Okay, okay,' she told herself. 'Time to get me some answers.' She looked towards a nearby volcano. What appeared to be a structure was formed from the billowing puffy white smoke. 'That looks like a good place to start' she thought as she sped off towards it. 'At least . . . I hope it will.' Chapter 3: Pinkie Pie - Eoh of Laughter"This sturdy cling-twiner will do, I expect," the bright pink figure said brightly to herself, stretching to grab a thick vine that was hanging down in front of her. She glanced into the canyon that stretched before her below. For a moment, a small bit of doubt almost crossed her mind ... almost. She shook her head with enough speed to imitate a humming bird's wings and grinned. "No second-think, just go . . . !" With that, she leaped off the tree branch overhanging the yawning chasm. She swung herself half-way across, then let go. Momentum and her out-stretched wings carried her in a graceful arc over and past the gorge. She laughed in delight as she landed cleanly on a nearby tree. "Now that was fun!" she exclaimed. She hadn't been sure she could make such a leap. But now she knew at least one thing: the air was her friend! She didn't know much else. She knew her name was Pinkie Pie. At least she thought so. She liked the name - it sounded fun and exciting. 'Pinkie Pie: laughter-queen of know-nothingness, she thought with a smile, That's me!' She glanced down at herself, at her strong limbs the color of bubble gum. Her wings were strong and, she had previously discovered, perfect for slicing through thick underbrush or twining foliage. Though she couldn't see it, she knew her cutie mark was a single colorful balloon; perfectly reflecting her happy-go-lucky personality. Her smile faded as her mind flashed back to the dreams. Was that all they were? Dreams? She hoped so - for they had been dark and chaotic, and filled with fear. Normally, or so she imagined she would normally do, she would just regard the unhappiness with a smile; and watch it melt away ... but not this, this wasn't just unhappiness this was ... advanced unhappiness. "Oh well..." she sighed. "Time enough for dark-thought later. It's time for some answer-finding." Pinkie Pie had immediately found herself drawn to the lush, dripping jungle. Now that she was here, she felt at home. As she reached the edge of a large stand of apple trees, the pegasus jumped onto a slender branch. The motion flung something out of a nest of feathers and twigs further along the branch. She cried out in dismay, realizing that she had just ejected a baby blue jay out of it's nest. Without thought, she flung one wing upward through the air in the direction of the falling bird. "Upsie-daisies you go!" she cried, For a moment she thought the baby bird was flying away, then she realized the truth. No, not flying - floating! And emitting a cheerful collection of happy chirps that Pinkie Pie recognized immediately as laughter. The bird's lungs had filled with so much laughter and happiness, that it swelled up like a balloon; and floated serenely back to the branch. Leaping across to a closer branch, the pink pegasus reached up and caught the chick gently in one hoof and placed it carefully back in it's nest. "Now, what kind of happy-luck was that!?" she smiled, hopping up and down in happiness; nearly knocking the nest out of the tree again. "Or was it!?" Struck with a sudden impulse, she flung up her wing in the direction of a clump of foliage. Leaves swirled as if a strong gust had just passed through the branches; then the unmistakable sound of a thousand some insects and primates and birds cackled in a sudden feeling of great glee. "It was me!" Pinkie Pie breathed in amazement. "I did it. Their lungs answer to me!" Chapter 4: FlutterShy - Eoh of KindnessDig, pull, scrape, push. Dig, pull, scrape, push. FlutterShy fell into the comfortable rhythm as she scooped out a new tunnel. She was happy to be underground. Yet she still felt uneasy. Aside from her name, she didn't know anything about who or where she was. And she couldn't shake the feeling that she was somehow missing something - missing a piece of herself. But she pushed that worry aside. There was no sense in wasting energy fretting over what she couldn't control. All she could do was control what she could - like the digging. FlutterShy powered her huge hoof forward through a rocky section of the tunnel wall. It met empty air instead of earth and rock. "Oooooh..." Pushing through with a shower of stones and clay, FlutterShy found herself in a large cavern. In the center, a tower of rock ended in a flat stone platform. Atop it, a glow-stone shone. 'So there are others underground,?' FlutterShy thought. the idea didn't necessarily comfort her, while she didn't particularly enjoy being alone, the idea of being in the presence of other ponies made her stomach wriggle. Then she remembered that she needed somepony to help her figure everything out and perhaps they will have some answers for me. Taking more courage than she knew she had, she exited her safe little tunnel and entered the huge open cavern; her hoofsteps echoing off the walls as they shrunk back to the size of a normal pony's hoofs. She felt extremely vulnerable not surrounded by dirt. She spotted another tunnel in the far wall of the cavern and followed it, feeling immediately better in the confined space. It felt a bit like the earth was hugging her to FlutterShy. Turning a corner; she was startled to see a familiar-looking figure at the center of a large stained-glass window. "Is that - me?" she whispered to herself, walking forward and reaching out to touch the image. It portrayed a powerful looking figure with a trio of butterflies adorning her flank and expanding shovel-like hoofs. The figure was standing among five other; similar figures. "It must not be me," the cream-colored pony whispered sadly to herself, "I'm not strong ... I have no friends." She touched the mark on her flank, causing her hoofs to re-expand back to their shovel-like sizes. "Plus I only have one butterfly as my mark..." As the pink-maned mare touched the lines of the glass, she felt a stance vibration in the wall. Stepping forward and shrinking her hoofs down to a normal size again, she put her ear to it; listening intently. Thunka thunka thunka thunka thunka . . . It was a steady rhythm. FlutterShy had no idea what it meant, and wasn't entirely sure she even wanted to find out, and yet something inside her made her go on. With one last glance at the image of herself, she turned and continued down the tunnel, keeping one hoof on the wall to follow the vibrations. The pulsing grew stronger and stronger - and with the next twist of the tunnel, FlutterShy found what she was looking for. Another enormous cavern lay before her, lit by more glow-stones platforms. Dozens of stone columns stretched up to the high ceiling. Between these columns were paths made of cobblestones set into the earthen floor. Stone benches stood beside the paths, and a long line of train tracks stretched through the cavern. 'It must be - a town of some sort,' FlutterShy realized. 'But - down here? Why - and how?' Stepping forward, she saw the train tracks ended at a small station. Just outside the station was a large stone sign where reddish-brown gem-stones spelled out a word: Stonyville Before she had time to think a figure suddenly galloped up to her from seemingly nowhere. FlutterShy leaped back as the earth pony spoke. "You there!" she called. "Hey, Hello!" FlutterShy shrank away into the earthy wall behind her. "Oh..." she whimpered, "Oh, oh ..." the sudden attention felt like a searing ray of burning light was focused on her. She found herself unable to speak as she suddenly started tearing up. The other earth pony frowned. Perhaps this new pony didn't speak the same language as she did. She cleared her throat then spoke. "Hel-lo," she said as slowly and clearly as she could. "I'm - Bon Bon." she raised a hoof to her chest to indicate she was talking about herself; then pointed toward the newcomer. "What's your name?" "FlutterShy..." answered the pink-maned mare; barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that; what was it again?" responded Bon Bon politely. "Um ... My name's ... FlutterShy..." repeated FlutterShy, again barely audible. This time however, Bon Bon heard her. "FlutterShy..." she repeated, rolling the name around in her head. "FlutterShy..." she said again. Where had she heard that name before? Suddenly, she let out a huge gasp as it hit her. "FlutterShy ... FlutterShy? FLUTTERSHY!" she practically shouted as she remembered. "Oh, yes!" she cried, bending into a sort of hurried bow. "Oh - Eoh FlutterShy - we have been waiting for you for such a long time! Come, please - Mayor Mare will want to see you right away." Too afraid and too embarrassed to refuse, FlutterShy followed her. Bon Bon led the way through a series of streets and alleyways. Soon, they reached the largest and grandest structure - the town hall. "Wait here, please, Eoh." Bon Bon stumbled over her words in her excitment. She gestured toward a large stone bench near the door. "I will fetch the mayor." FlutterShy nodded as her vocal cords prevented her from saying anything as the Stonyville resident rushed off. FlutterShy waited for little less than fifteen seconds before she heard somepony behind her. Turning, she saw an earth pony much like Bon Bon, but wearing a collar and a green frilly lace cravat. Her heavily-lidded bespectacled eyes held patience, caution, and great wisdom. "I am the mayor of this town," the mare said in a slightly pompous tone, bowing. "Welcome, Eoh FlutterShy. We have been awaiting you." "I've ... heard ..." whispered FlutterShy, finding her voice again. "Could you tell me, that is, if you don't mind, who I am, and why I'm here?" "The scrolls said that would be the case." Mayor Mare said. "They said that the Eoh, when they arrived, would remember very little." "When 'they' arrive?" echoed FlutterShy. "Are there - are there others like me?" she asked. The grey-maned mare nodded. "There are five others." she said. "Each of you draws her power from a different element of harmony - yours is kindness. Your purpose is to use that power to face and fight a mighty evil - Big Macuta." The thought of fights and facing great evils sent a chill through FlutterShy. An image floated into her mind - dark green, blank eyes in a blood red face with a wheat stalk protruding from the mouth. "Big Macuta?" FlutterShy repeated meekly as this image floated away. "Who or what is this Big Macuta?" "He is the physical embodiment of darkness, the essence of chaos, emptiness, and fear, the spirit of destruction," the beige-coated earth pony replied in a trembling voice. "It is said that only the Eoh have the power to stand against him." FlutterShy didn't much like the idea of standing against anypony; yet alone the embodiment of darkness. Nevertheless she answered with a soft, "I guess I could ... Try ..." "Oh course, Eoh." the mayor said. "For that is your duty, and the power that flows from your cutie mark of kindness is mighty indeed." "My - my cutie mark?" FlutterShy touched a hoof to her flank, she felt the familiar surge of courage and strength as her hoof rapidly expanded. The bespectacled mare nodded somberly. "The mark gives you power - great power," she said. "But one Eoh will not be enough..." Chapter 5: Rarity - Eoh of GenerosityThe waters lifted her, carrying her along in a soft current of warmth. She didn't know who or where she was, but she knew she belonged here in the calm warm blue of the springs. That was perhaps the the only thing she knew for sure. That and her name was: Rarity. "Mmmnnnmmm; this is simply divine! But I can't stay for much longer," she reminded herself, "I have goals that I simply must accomplish. Now if only I knew what they were..." She had no certain memories, but many uncertain ones - fragments of thoughts and images. There was urgency in those fragments, though some of them hinted at peace as well. Especially one: and endless sea of calm waters surrounding an island, embracing it and soothing it's ills... Rarity kicked swiftly forward with her flipper-like hoofs. She didn't think they would look very flattering outside of the water, where she could spin and turn, and contort her body into beautifully elegant curves. Thankfully, she found that she could return them to normality with a simple press of her hoofs to the mark on her flank - that of a single gorgeous gemstone. Also, she found that she had the extraordinary ability to swish her tail through the water like a rudder, or oscillate it like a propeller; allowing her to cut easily through the water and sent bubbly ripples out to the sides as she swam. The spring she swam in was full of life, but she felt strangely alone. Perhaps she'd feel better in the river. With a quick hop like a salmon, Rarity lept from the large pool and into a nearby brook. She traveled along the brook to a river deep enough to swim in, which in turn led to a lagoon. As she swam, she felt a shivering tremor radiate through the water. A bright green turtle raced past her. Several Schools of fish followed. Rarity paused and stared in the direction from where the creatures had come. What had frightened them? More fish rushed past her in a panic, along with several crabs and snails and even a small otter. Rarity pushed forward, swimming against the tide of fleeing aquatic creatures. The water was becoming exponentially more turbulent, as if something was harshly beating the water. A large coral reef blocked her view of whatever lay beyond. As she swam around it, Rarity saw a gigantic creature writhing violently in the water and emitting the most annoying sobs of despair that she had ever heard. The water churned around it's long snout as it's skinny, gangling arms beat against the water the way a toddler might beat it's arms against the floor during a temper tantrum. Rarity Gasped. She had no idea what the monster might be, but she could see why the other creatures had fled. It was positively ghastly, with it's dingy unpolished scales and hideously tacky mullet-like hair style. Combined with the fact that one side of it's mustache was substantially longer than the other, it's cries of 'What a world!', and the way mucus dripped from it's nostrils as it sobbed pitifully, it nearly gave Rarity the dry heaves. 'Really!' Thought Rarity indignantly. 'Such a crime against couthness! Not to mention an offense to mustaches everywhere! I simply must have a talking to to this beast.' Approaching the creature, Rarity spoke loud enough for her voice to be heard over the creature's wailing. "Uh Hello excuse me!" She shouted. "You there! With the ... errr ... fabulous mustache." At this word, the creature's eyes flew open as his crying stopped immediately. "Oh hi yes um sorry," Rarity stumbled, not expecting to have captured the creature's attention with such ease. "But what seems to be the problem sir?" Looking closer now that the beast had calmed down enough to stay still, Rarity could see that it was a water serpent. Water dragons rarely strayed from the lakes or seabeds that they inhabited; so seeing one in a (relatively) shallow river was quite unprecedented. "Oh, I don't know!" started the creature sardonically. "I was just sitting here, minding my own business, when this tacky little piece of coral got tangled in my beloved mustache! And tore half of it clean off! And now, I look simply horrid!" The creature fell backward with a hand to it's forehead in a melodramatic faint as he started sobbing again. Rarity couldn't really disagree with the dragon, but knew that the best thing to do would be to just calm him down. Propelling herself forward, Rarity reached closer to the creature. "Ohh .. juslookahyou!" She cooed in baby-talk, stroking the beast's beard-like scales, "Such lovely luminescent scales!" The creature calmed down with the compliment, and spoke. "Oh I know!" "Your expertly coiffed mane!" Rarity continued. "Oh I know, I know!" "Your fabulous manicure." she further appealed to his vanity. "It's so true!" he exclaimed pridefully, squeezing his cheeks together. "All ruined without your beautiful mustache." "It's true! I'm hideous!" he cried shamefully. "I simply cannot let such a crime against fabulousity go uncorrected!" Rarity said darkly, narrowing her eyes. Rarity let her instincts take over. Pushing off of the coral, she bulleted through the water off to one side; then she shot towards the serpent's form. Reaching him, she harshly yanked one of his sharper scales from him with her teeth. "Yeowch!" he cried, "What did you do that for!?" Without answering, Rarity lifted the scale high above her head, and brought it swishing down violently; with a *SHING* as it made contact. The giant water dragon cried out in pain and slumped to the river's floor. He lay still for a moment before opening his eye and checking himself. As far as he could tell, he was uninjured. 'So then what had Rarity cut with that sc ... OH MY GOODNESS!' Rarity had sliced off her very own beautiful tail. Somberly, she used her horn's magic to move it through the water and affix it to the place where the rest of the dragons mustache had been. "Oh hoo hoo hoo!" exclaimed the water serpent, swirling happily in the water. "My mustache! It's wonderful!" "You look simply smashing!" the pony agreed. She looked sadly at where her tail had been. She would have needed to use it's propeller like functions to make her way down to the lagoon in any sort of descent time. "Mmmnnnmmm..." she whined, "How ever am I going to reach the lagoon now?" Suddenly, the water dragon grabbed Rarity and held her tightly. "Allow me!" He said jovially. As the giant sea creature burst to the surface, he leaped forward, rocketing himself and Rarity away along the river, faster than any creature, even she, could swim. Rarity smiled as the dragon carried her to safety. 'So this is what I 'm meant to do,' she thought, 'I am here to be generous and giving. But for what purpose?' A few minutes later, Rarity found herself at the lagoon's shore bidding farewell to the dragon. Seeing as how she'd arrived there so quickly, she decided to sundry on the beach as she stepped out of the surf onto the beach. She stretched out and laid herself out delicately on the soft sand. She glanced around the beach. A thick, dripping jungle began where the sands left off. The humidity of the place reached out, beckoning to her, and she could not resist it's call. "Hmm," she mused, "I suppose the humidity will do good for my complection. I could use a sauna after all..." Chapter 1: The legend of CelestiaIn the time before time, the Great Spirit descended from the heavens, carrying we, the ones called the ponies, to this island paradise. We were separate, and without purpose, so the Great Spirit blessed us with six virtues: Loyalty, Honesty, Kindness, Generosity, Laughter, and Magic. We embraced these gifts and, in gratitude named our island home Equestria, after the Great Spirit Herself. But our happiness was not to last. Celestia's sister, Luna, was jealous of these honors and betrayed her. She contorted herself, and split herself into two forms: the spirit form Nightmare Moon, and the physical form Big Macuta. Nightmare Moon cast a spell over Celestia, who fell into a deep slumber. While Big Macuta's power dominated and terrorized the land, fields withered away, ancient values were forgotten, sunlight grew cold, and the night lasted forever. Still, all hope was not lost. Legends told of six mighty heroes, the Eoh, who would arrive to save Celestia. Time would reveal that these were not simply myths - for the Eoh did appear on the shores of the island. They arrived with no memory, no knowledge of one another - but they pledged to defend Equstria and it's ponies against the Darkness. Rainbow Dash, Eoh of Honesty. Pinkie Pie, Eoh of Laughter. FlutterShy, Eoh of Kindness. Twilight Sparkle, Eoh of Magic. AppleJack, Eoh of Loyalty. And Rarity, Eoh of generosity. Great warriors with great power, drawn from the very elements themselves. Together, they were six heroes with one destiny: to defeat Luna and save Celestia. This is their story.
Chapter 2: Rainbow Dash - Eoh of HonestyA beach. She was standing on a sweeping expanse of sand sloping gently down to the sea. As she gazed out at the ocean, she saw waves breaking over a coral reef. Beyond that, there was nothing but water stretching to an unbroken horizon. 'Where am I?' she thought, her mind a haze of memories and dreams. 'WHO am I?' . . . Rainbow Dash . . . The words - a name? They seemed to fit, to make sense somehow. But little else did. Rainbow Dash shook her head in frustration. Why couldn't she remember more? How had she gotten here - and why? She glanced toward the polished canister that had brought her here. Near it she saw several cyan components lying on the sand. Two turned out to be wings, shaped in a fine feathery form. They fitted together onto her back, and melded comfortably right into her skin and tissue. But when she flapped the wings, they felt heavy and awkward. She scowled. "Well what the hay is the point of these?" she muttered frustratedly, removing the wings and jabbing them into the sand. Then she noticed the mark. It stared up at her with a swirling cloud and multi-colored lightning bolt, it's surface catching the moonlight so that it appeared to come alive in her hoofs. The moment she touched it, she didn't know how or why, but she suddenly knew what to do next. Taking a deep breath, Rainbow Dash lifted the mark to her flank. A surge of power coursed through her. Yes! This was more like it! The pegasus reattached her wings and flapped them. This time, to her surprise, the wings felt very fluid and easy to control. When she flapped them harder, she took off into the air, trailing a rainbow in her wake. "HAY YEAH!" exclaimed the mare with great satisfaction. "Now we're getting somewhere!" But was she? She let her wings fold to her side once more as she landed, those annoying questions poking and nudging their way back to the front of her mind. Why was she here? What was she supposed to do? "Why - can't - I - REMEMBER?" she howled, unfurling her wings to they're full length. She shot forth again, erupting into the sky like a volcano. She was so high in the sky in such a short amount of time, that when she looked back, her canister was smaller than a grain of sand; surprising even herself. 'Woah ... I done got some hops', she mused with wonder, feeling the power from her beating wings. The power of speed, to control her body with precision and agility. 'But where does it come from? What is it for?' Burning questions all - and still she had no answers. Not knowing made her shake with frustration and rage. It made her want to fly away from the earth, the sea, the beach - the very world itself. It was tempting - so tempting. To lose herself in chaos, to strike out with no thought for past, future, or anything else. The mare took a deep breath. No. She couldn't allow herself to give in. Somehow she knew that, just as she'd known her name. 'Okay, okay,' she told herself. 'Time to get me some answers.' She looked towards a nearby volcano. What appeared to be a structure was formed from the billowing puffy white smoke. 'That looks like a good place to start' she thought as she sped off towards it. 'At least . . . I hope it will.'
Chapter 3: Pinkie Pie - Eoh of Laughter"This sturdy cling-twiner will do, I expect," the bright pink figure said brightly to herself, stretching to grab a thick vine that was hanging down in front of her. She glanced into the canyon that stretched before her below. For a moment, a small bit of doubt almost crossed her mind ... almost. She shook her head with enough speed to imitate a humming bird's wings and grinned. "No second-think, just go . . . !" With that, she leaped off the tree branch overhanging the yawning chasm. She swung herself half-way across, then let go. Momentum and her out-stretched wings carried her in a graceful arc over and past the gorge. She laughed in delight as she landed cleanly on a nearby tree. "Now that was fun!" she exclaimed. She hadn't been sure she could make such a leap. But now she knew at least one thing: the air was her friend! She didn't know much else. She knew her name was Pinkie Pie. At least she thought so. She liked the name - it sounded fun and exciting. 'Pinkie Pie: laughter-queen of know-nothingness, she thought with a smile, That's me!' She glanced down at herself, at her strong limbs the color of bubble gum. Her wings were strong and, she had previously discovered, perfect for slicing through thick underbrush or twining foliage. Though she couldn't see it, she knew her cutie mark was a single colorful balloon; perfectly reflecting her happy-go-lucky personality. Her smile faded as her mind flashed back to the dreams. Was that all they were? Dreams? She hoped so - for they had been dark and chaotic, and filled with fear. Normally, or so she imagined she would normally do, she would just regard the unhappiness with a smile; and watch it melt away ... but not this, this wasn't just unhappiness this was ... advanced unhappiness. "Oh well..." she sighed. "Time enough for dark-thought later. It's time for some answer-finding." Pinkie Pie had immediately found herself drawn to the lush, dripping jungle. Now that she was here, she felt at home. As she reached the edge of a large stand of apple trees, the pegasus jumped onto a slender branch. The motion flung something out of a nest of feathers and twigs further along the branch. She cried out in dismay, realizing that she had just ejected a baby blue jay out of it's nest. Without thought, she flung one wing upward through the air in the direction of the falling bird. "Upsie-daisies you go!" she cried, For a moment she thought the baby bird was flying away, then she realized the truth. No, not flying - floating! And emitting a cheerful collection of happy chirps that Pinkie Pie recognized immediately as laughter. The bird's lungs had filled with so much laughter and happiness, that it swelled up like a balloon; and floated serenely back to the branch. Leaping across to a closer branch, the pink pegasus reached up and caught the chick gently in one hoof and placed it carefully back in it's nest. "Now, what kind of happy-luck was that!?" she smiled, hopping up and down in happiness; nearly knocking the nest out of the tree again. "Or was it!?" Struck with a sudden impulse, she flung up her wing in the direction of a clump of foliage. Leaves swirled as if a strong gust had just passed through the branches; then the unmistakable sound of a thousand some insects and primates and birds cackled in a sudden feeling of great glee. "It was me!" Pinkie Pie breathed in amazement. "I did it. Their lungs answer to me!"
Chapter 4: FlutterShy - Eoh of KindnessDig, pull, scrape, push. Dig, pull, scrape, push. FlutterShy fell into the comfortable rhythm as she scooped out a new tunnel. She was happy to be underground. Yet she still felt uneasy. Aside from her name, she didn't know anything about who or where she was. And she couldn't shake the feeling that she was somehow missing something - missing a piece of herself. But she pushed that worry aside. There was no sense in wasting energy fretting over what she couldn't control. All she could do was control what she could - like the digging. FlutterShy powered her huge hoof forward through a rocky section of the tunnel wall. It met empty air instead of earth and rock. "Oooooh..." Pushing through with a shower of stones and clay, FlutterShy found herself in a large cavern. In the center, a tower of rock ended in a flat stone platform. Atop it, a glow-stone shone. 'So there are others underground,?' FlutterShy thought. the idea didn't necessarily comfort her, while she didn't particularly enjoy being alone, the idea of being in the presence of other ponies made her stomach wriggle. Then she remembered that she needed somepony to help her figure everything out and perhaps they will have some answers for me. Taking more courage than she knew she had, she exited her safe little tunnel and entered the huge open cavern; her hoofsteps echoing off the walls as they shrunk back to the size of a normal pony's hoofs. She felt extremely vulnerable not surrounded by dirt. She spotted another tunnel in the far wall of the cavern and followed it, feeling immediately better in the confined space. It felt a bit like the earth was hugging her to FlutterShy. Turning a corner; she was startled to see a familiar-looking figure at the center of a large stained-glass window. "Is that - me?" she whispered to herself, walking forward and reaching out to touch the image. It portrayed a powerful looking figure with a trio of butterflies adorning her flank and expanding shovel-like hoofs. The figure was standing among five other; similar figures. "It must not be me," the cream-colored pony whispered sadly to herself, "I'm not strong ... I have no friends." She touched the mark on her flank, causing her hoofs to re-expand back to their shovel-like sizes. "Plus I only have one butterfly as my mark..." As the pink-maned mare touched the lines of the glass, she felt a stance vibration in the wall. Stepping forward and shrinking her hoofs down to a normal size again, she put her ear to it; listening intently. Thunka thunka thunka thunka thunka . . . It was a steady rhythm. FlutterShy had no idea what it meant, and wasn't entirely sure she even wanted to find out, and yet something inside her made her go on. With one last glance at the image of herself, she turned and continued down the tunnel, keeping one hoof on the wall to follow the vibrations. The pulsing grew stronger and stronger - and with the next twist of the tunnel, FlutterShy found what she was looking for. Another enormous cavern lay before her, lit by more glow-stones platforms. Dozens of stone columns stretched up to the high ceiling. Between these columns were paths made of cobblestones set into the earthen floor. Stone benches stood beside the paths, and a long line of train tracks stretched through the cavern. 'It must be - a town of some sort,' FlutterShy realized. 'But - down here? Why - and how?' Stepping forward, she saw the train tracks ended at a small station. Just outside the station was a large stone sign where reddish-brown gem-stones spelled out a word: Stonyville Before she had time to think a figure suddenly galloped up to her from seemingly nowhere. FlutterShy leaped back as the earth pony spoke. "You there!" she called. "Hey, Hello!" FlutterShy shrank away into the earthy wall behind her. "Oh..." she whimpered, "Oh, oh ..." the sudden attention felt like a searing ray of burning light was focused on her. She found herself unable to speak as she suddenly started tearing up. The other earth pony frowned. Perhaps this new pony didn't speak the same language as she did. She cleared her throat then spoke. "Hel-lo," she said as slowly and clearly as she could. "I'm - Bon Bon." she raised a hoof to her chest to indicate she was talking about herself; then pointed toward the newcomer. "What's your name?" "FlutterShy..." answered the pink-maned mare; barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that; what was it again?" responded Bon Bon politely. "Um ... My name's ... FlutterShy..." repeated FlutterShy, again barely audible. This time however, Bon Bon heard her. "FlutterShy..." she repeated, rolling the name around in her head. "FlutterShy..." she said again. Where had she heard that name before? Suddenly, she let out a huge gasp as it hit her. "FlutterShy ... FlutterShy? FLUTTERSHY!" she practically shouted as she remembered. "Oh, yes!" she cried, bending into a sort of hurried bow. "Oh - Eoh FlutterShy - we have been waiting for you for such a long time! Come, please - Mayor Mare will want to see you right away." Too afraid and too embarrassed to refuse, FlutterShy followed her. Bon Bon led the way through a series of streets and alleyways. Soon, they reached the largest and grandest structure - the town hall. "Wait here, please, Eoh." Bon Bon stumbled over her words in her excitment. She gestured toward a large stone bench near the door. "I will fetch the mayor." FlutterShy nodded as her vocal cords prevented her from saying anything as the Stonyville resident rushed off. FlutterShy waited for little less than fifteen seconds before she heard somepony behind her. Turning, she saw an earth pony much like Bon Bon, but wearing a collar and a green frilly lace cravat. Her heavily-lidded bespectacled eyes held patience, caution, and great wisdom. "I am the mayor of this town," the mare said in a slightly pompous tone, bowing. "Welcome, Eoh FlutterShy. We have been awaiting you." "I've ... heard ..." whispered FlutterShy, finding her voice again. "Could you tell me, that is, if you don't mind, who I am, and why I'm here?" "The scrolls said that would be the case." Mayor Mare said. "They said that the Eoh, when they arrived, would remember very little." "When 'they' arrive?" echoed FlutterShy. "Are there - are there others like me?" she asked. The grey-maned mare nodded. "There are five others." she said. "Each of you draws her power from a different element of harmony - yours is kindness. Your purpose is to use that power to face and fight a mighty evil - Big Macuta." The thought of fights and facing great evils sent a chill through FlutterShy. An image floated into her mind - dark green, blank eyes in a blood red face with a wheat stalk protruding from the mouth. "Big Macuta?" FlutterShy repeated meekly as this image floated away. "Who or what is this Big Macuta?" "He is the physical embodiment of darkness, the essence of chaos, emptiness, and fear, the spirit of destruction," the beige-coated earth pony replied in a trembling voice. "It is said that only the Eoh have the power to stand against him." FlutterShy didn't much like the idea of standing against anypony; yet alone the embodiment of darkness. Nevertheless she answered with a soft, "I guess I could ... Try ..." "Oh course, Eoh." the mayor said. "For that is your duty, and the power that flows from your cutie mark of kindness is mighty indeed." "My - my cutie mark?" FlutterShy touched a hoof to her flank, she felt the familiar surge of courage and strength as her hoof rapidly expanded. The bespectacled mare nodded somberly. "The mark gives you power - great power," she said. "But one Eoh will not be enough..."
Chapter 5: Rarity - Eoh of GenerosityThe waters lifted her, carrying her along in a soft current of warmth. She didn't know who or where she was, but she knew she belonged here in the calm warm blue of the springs. That was perhaps the the only thing she knew for sure. That and her name was: Rarity. "Mmmnnnmmm; this is simply divine! But I can't stay for much longer," she reminded herself, "I have goals that I simply must accomplish. Now if only I knew what they were..." She had no certain memories, but many uncertain ones - fragments of thoughts and images. There was urgency in those fragments, though some of them hinted at peace as well. Especially one: and endless sea of calm waters surrounding an island, embracing it and soothing it's ills... Rarity kicked swiftly forward with her flipper-like hoofs. She didn't think they would look very flattering outside of the water, where she could spin and turn, and contort her body into beautifully elegant curves. Thankfully, she found that she could return them to normality with a simple press of her hoofs to the mark on her flank - that of a single gorgeous gemstone. Also, she found that she had the extraordinary ability to swish her tail through the water like a rudder, or oscillate it like a propeller; allowing her to cut easily through the water and sent bubbly ripples out to the sides as she swam. The spring she swam in was full of life, but she felt strangely alone. Perhaps she'd feel better in the river. With a quick hop like a salmon, Rarity lept from the large pool and into a nearby brook. She traveled along the brook to a river deep enough to swim in, which in turn led to a lagoon. As she swam, she felt a shivering tremor radiate through the water. A bright green turtle raced past her. Several Schools of fish followed. Rarity paused and stared in the direction from where the creatures had come. What had frightened them? More fish rushed past her in a panic, along with several crabs and snails and even a small otter. Rarity pushed forward, swimming against the tide of fleeing aquatic creatures. The water was becoming exponentially more turbulent, as if something was harshly beating the water. A large coral reef blocked her view of whatever lay beyond. As she swam around it, Rarity saw a gigantic creature writhing violently in the water and emitting the most annoying sobs of despair that she had ever heard. The water churned around it's long snout as it's skinny, gangling arms beat against the water the way a toddler might beat it's arms against the floor during a temper tantrum. Rarity Gasped. She had no idea what the monster might be, but she could see why the other creatures had fled. It was positively ghastly, with it's dingy unpolished scales and hideously tacky mullet-like hair style. Combined with the fact that one side of it's mustache was substantially longer than the other, it's cries of 'What a world!', and the way mucus dripped from it's nostrils as it sobbed pitifully, it nearly gave Rarity the dry heaves. 'Really!' Thought Rarity indignantly. 'Such a crime against couthness! Not to mention an offense to mustaches everywhere! I simply must have a talking to to this beast.' Approaching the creature, Rarity spoke loud enough for her voice to be heard over the creature's wailing. "Uh Hello excuse me!" She shouted. "You there! With the ... errr ... fabulous mustache." At this word, the creature's eyes flew open as his crying stopped immediately. "Oh hi yes um sorry," Rarity stumbled, not expecting to have captured the creature's attention with such ease. "But what seems to be the problem sir?" Looking closer now that the beast had calmed down enough to stay still, Rarity could see that it was a water serpent. Water dragons rarely strayed from the lakes or seabeds that they inhabited; so seeing one in a (relatively) shallow river was quite unprecedented. "Oh, I don't know!" started the creature sardonically. "I was just sitting here, minding my own business, when this tacky little piece of coral got tangled in my beloved mustache! And tore half of it clean off! And now, I look simply horrid!" The creature fell backward with a hand to it's forehead in a melodramatic faint as he started sobbing again. Rarity couldn't really disagree with the dragon, but knew that the best thing to do would be to just calm him down. Propelling herself forward, Rarity reached closer to the creature. "Ohh .. juslookahyou!" She cooed in baby-talk, stroking the beast's beard-like scales, "Such lovely luminescent scales!" The creature calmed down with the compliment, and spoke. "Oh I know!" "Your expertly coiffed mane!" Rarity continued. "Oh I know, I know!" "Your fabulous manicure." she further appealed to his vanity. "It's so true!" he exclaimed pridefully, squeezing his cheeks together. "All ruined without your beautiful mustache." "It's true! I'm hideous!" he cried shamefully. "I simply cannot let such a crime against fabulousity go uncorrected!" Rarity said darkly, narrowing her eyes. Rarity let her instincts take over. Pushing off of the coral, she bulleted through the water off to one side; then she shot towards the serpent's form. Reaching him, she harshly yanked one of his sharper scales from him with her teeth. "Yeowch!" he cried, "What did you do that for!?" Without answering, Rarity lifted the scale high above her head, and brought it swishing down violently; with a *SHING* as it made contact. The giant water dragon cried out in pain and slumped to the river's floor. He lay still for a moment before opening his eye and checking himself. As far as he could tell, he was uninjured. 'So then what had Rarity cut with that sc ... OH MY GOODNESS!' Rarity had sliced off her very own beautiful tail. Somberly, she used her horn's magic to move it through the water and affix it to the place where the rest of the dragons mustache had been. "Oh hoo hoo hoo!" exclaimed the water serpent, swirling happily in the water. "My mustache! It's wonderful!" "You look simply smashing!" the pony agreed. She looked sadly at where her tail had been. She would have needed to use it's propeller like functions to make her way down to the lagoon in any sort of descent time. "Mmmnnnmmm..." she whined, "How ever am I going to reach the lagoon now?" Suddenly, the water dragon grabbed Rarity and held her tightly. "Allow me!" He said jovially. As the giant sea creature burst to the surface, he leaped forward, rocketing himself and Rarity away along the river, faster than any creature, even she, could swim. Rarity smiled as the dragon carried her to safety. 'So this is what I 'm meant to do,' she thought, 'I am here to be generous and giving. But for what purpose?' A few minutes later, Rarity found herself at the lagoon's shore bidding farewell to the dragon. Seeing as how she'd arrived there so quickly, she decided to sundry on the beach as she stepped out of the surf onto the beach. She stretched out and laid herself out delicately on the soft sand. She glanced around the beach. A thick, dripping jungle began where the sands left off. The humidity of the place reached out, beckoning to her, and she could not resist it's call. "Hmm," she mused, "I suppose the humidity will do good for my complection. I could use a sauna after all..."
Chapter 1: The legend of CelestiaIn the time before time, the Great Spirit descended from the heavens, carrying we, the ones called the ponies, to this island paradise. We were separate, and without purpose, so the Great Spirit blessed us with six virtues: Loyalty, Honesty, Kindness, Generosity, Laughter, and Magic. We embraced these gifts and, in gratitude named our island home Equestria, after the Great Spirit Herself. But our happiness was not to last. Celestia's sister, Luna, was jealous of these honors and betrayed her. She contorted herself, and split herself into two forms: the spirit form Nightmare Moon, and the physical form Big Macuta. Nightmare Moon cast a spell over Celestia, who fell into a deep slumber. While Big Macuta's power dominated and terrorized the land, fields withered away, ancient values were forgotten, sunlight grew cold, and the night lasted forever. Still, all hope was not lost. Legends told of six mighty heroes, the Eoh, who would arrive to save Celestia. Time would reveal that these were not simply myths - for the Eoh did appear on the shores of the island. They arrived with no memory, no knowledge of one another - but they pledged to defend Equstria and it's ponies against the Darkness. Rainbow Dash, Eoh of Honesty. Pinkie Pie, Eoh of Laughter. FlutterShy, Eoh of Kindness. Twilight Sparkle, Eoh of Magic. AppleJack, Eoh of Loyalty. And Rarity, Eoh of generosity. Great warriors with great power, drawn from the very elements themselves. Together, they were six heroes with one destiny: to defeat Luna and save Celestia. This is their story.
