Chapters Aurum's Tears~ A Tale of Adventure
Chapter 1- The Library
His name was Aurum. Aurum is Latin for gold; he was named for his hair. When he was born, he had golden hair; his name suddenly went from David to Aurum. In his early years his golden hair caught many glances, including one force that would not be shown to humankind for another 21 years.
Early in his youth, Aurum studied space; it has and always will interest him. He studied and continued into his college years. In college he studied; quantum physics, dimensional theory, space science, and calculus. Aurum also has wisdom. He had enough life experiences to be wise, making him no fool. He still was not ready for the force watching him.
Aurum walked into the library. Books lined the shelves next to him, he loved books. The year is 2012, in the newspaper that day he had read that a children’s show called My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic had “Set a hoof in American culture.” He didn’t really ever have any friends in his life, maybe one or two in grade school, but this cause and effects made him never sign up for any social networks. He did not ever watch the show, and he couldn’t fathom why people his age did. But anyway, he was looking for an ancient philosophy book on “altered dimensions and time travel,” only because that’s what his dimensional theory class was working on at the time. Aurum had never liked the idea of time travel; he liked not knowing what was next, let alone visiting it.
He picked an old dusty book that looked out of place, too old. He read the spine, for the front and back cover had no words. This is what he saw:
The Forbidden History
He had no idea what it meant, so he opened it and read:
This is for the eyes of the great and glorious princesses Luna, and Celestia. Any unwanted eyes must stop reading now; you are not ready for this forbidden history of the past.
1000 BP- Men, a noble and intelligent race have begun a enormous warfare that will last from their time 1914 to 1918, they began the use of poison gasses, not long after from 1941 to 1945 They began another war.
900 BP- These Men have begun doing horrible things. They are altering themselves, using genetic structure of other animals to repair themselves. In 2045 they began human mouse experimentation. These Mice Men are considerably shorter and also have tails and light fur.
880 BP- Men Continue these experiments they have created dragons, and a griffin, work has begun on the Centaur.
790 BP- Centaur project closed
740 BP- Centaur “Failed Experiments” released into the wild.
666 BP- Final War of Mankind begins
642-0 BP- Magic is created by surviving Centaurs. Slowly the Centaurs loose their human look, and become Ponies; very few become full sized horses. They have magic infused as well as bird DNA due to final experiments done on Centaurs; this creates Unicorns as well as Pegasi, very rarely Alicorns.
Upon reading those three last words, Aurum passed out.
Author's Note
This is not my original idea, the story is, although the pony creation theory is not.
Aurum's Tears~ A Tale of Adventure
Chapter 2: The Eternal Flow
Aurum felt pain. He felt pain all over. He knew he wasn’t in the library any longer. He looked down and he saw he was wearing a black leather vest. His vision blurred, he felt cold. His head felt like it was being split in two. His vision blurred again. He blinked twice and his vision cleared. He looked around. It wasn’t dark as he had originally thought; it was well lit, yet black. The area was black, but light came from all around him. He then saw that the walls were made of tiny black crystals, which gave off a sort of light, they constantly shifted but stayed in the same shape. Suddenly a symbol of a Sun appeared in gold on the wall. It was a sun as he could tell, a circle with rippled triangles coming out on each side, 8 of these triangles to be exact. A voice began to emit from the symbol, it said, “Aurum, you are the one.”
The voice seemed to be of a woman, it was also very warm and motherly, at the same time as regal and authoritative.
“W-where am I?” Aurum stuttered back.
“You are in a split between times, you are somewhere, yet nowhere, everywhere, yet limited,” the voice calmly replied.
“Is there a name for such a place?” Aurum asked skeptically.
“Yes, this place has a name, well… more of a nick name.”
“Well what is it, don’t hesitate now.”
“This place is called The Disharmony, if this place is destroyed…” The feminine voice trailed off as if worried.
“The Disharmony, eh? Well then, if this place were to be destroyed what exactly would happen now?” Aurum asked authoritatively.
“The balance between your time and mine would be lost, and they would be as one. If that happened the people like you… humans, would kill people like me, and experiment on us, if that happened to my people I would never forgive myself.”
“Umm… Your people?” Aurum seemed confused.
“You will find out in due time young one,” The voice said to him coolly.
Aurum just sat there dumbfounded; to him it seemed like magic. He was afraid and the voice knew it and said, “Do not be afraid Aurum, in all due time you will be one of us, one of my little ponies.”
Aurum passed out of utter surprise.
Aurum slowly stood back up, his head hurt, and he was shaking. The black shifting walls now had white dots like stars in a night sky. The blackness of the crystals had faded to a more purple hue. This time the symbol on the wall was a glistening silver moon. Another Voice began to emit from the wall, it was very similar from the last yet more accented and rustic. It spoke to Aurum saying, “Aurum, thou hast awakened.”
“Huh, wha-“Aurum groaned slowly
“I watched upon your dreams Aurum,” the voice calmly said.
“H-how did you what?” Aurum asked, angry and confused.
“I am the Princess of Night of course,” the voice stated matter of factly.
“Well excuse me Princess,” Aurum shot back snidely.
“If you were going to ask my name it is Luna,” the voice stated still calmly.
“Well then Luna, who was the last voice then?”
“That was my sister, The Princess of Day.”
“Her name?”
“She is Princess Celestia of the Day; I am Princess Luna of the Night.”
“That still doesn’t explain why you were watching my dreams.”
“I am also the guardian of Dreams; I am as well the Guardian of the Past.”
“So where am I, in my present or yours?”
“In no ones, but you came from the past and are heading toward my present, I am your guide here.”
“How will I get there then, won’t it make a big fuss?”
“Ha, Ha, Ha, no no, you will appear as a traveler.”
“But wouldn’t it scare them, I am a human after all.”
“Not for much longer, look at your new vessel,” Luna said and next to her symbol on the wall a screen appeared. On the screen there was a grassy hill under a starlit night with a full moon. All around the hill were apple trees; they looked beautiful on the purplish background and the ambiance of the moonlight. On the grassy hillside a young colt with reddish brown fur and a golden mane and tail. He had a leather suit and vest on, a black cowboy hat lay next to him. Over his hooves were military boots that were also black. Aurum looked at the screen and back to the symbol and asked,” Is that me?”
“Yes,” Luna replied, “And when the sun rises you will leave this realm, your human body will stay, but you will awaken in that body. The final days of Western Darkness will end.”
Author's Note
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Aurum's Tears~ A Tale of Adventure
Chapter 4: Sweet Apple Acres
A warm wave of sun wrapped itself around the reddish brown colt. His golden mane and tail ruffle slightly in a warm breeze. The sun slowly rose over the eastern mountains; warming the world below. The adolescent colt quivered, as if coming to life. His eyes opened slowly, they had a deep golden sheen that brightened his face. He looked around him; his eyes searched the apple orchard around him. His eyes moved towards the pale blue sky, very little clouds were aimlessly floating about. He began to stand up, it didn’t feel natural to him but it came to him instinctively. He started trotting slowly toward the trees. He quickly became comfortable with the way he was now walking. He entered the trees and quickly darted from one place to another.
As the day went on the sun rose higher into the sky. Aurum trotted about the trees as the hours passed, this world was bright, colorful, and it wasn’t like his old world. His old world was dark and dreary, full of hate, trees were not the things that towered above his head; giant steel towers were. He couldn’t help but smile. He ran through the trees, they were beautiful, green bushy tops blotched with red morsels. He found a creek and splashed around like a filly! He pranced and played, something he had never done before in his life; ever.
After a long while he heard the sound of hooves heading toward him. He quickly hid in a nearby bush. The thorns poked at his skin, but he didn’t notice, he was too afraid. He peeked through the leaves and saw the pony. She was a Mare with orange fur and a blonde mane. She was beautiful. He felt his heart flutter; it was strange considering he was once a human, but he couldn’t help it. The way her bright green eyes scanned the area, it was beautiful. She had two wicker baskets on her back, both full of apples, but one had a black cowboy hat… his cowboy hat! She called out with a southern accent, “Hello? Is anypony there?” She turned toward him and her eyes widened. He began to feel his heart beat much faster; he looked up to see his horn was sticking from the bush. She called out once again,” Y’all should come right now or I’ll hav’ t’ get Big Macintosh!” There was no point in hiding anymore, he stepped out of the bush and she looked him dead in the eye and asked sternly, “What were y’ doin’ in my apple orchard, y’ should know not to trespass, y’ look old enough t’ know that.”
“I-I’m s-sorry…” He stuttered slowly and looked down.
“Is this your hat here fella’?”
“Y-yes i-it is.”
“Well here,” she said kindly, “I’m Applejack, and this is Sweet Apple Acres; here we grow the sweetest apples in all Equestria.”
“I’m sorry Miss Applejack, I’m…” His voice trailed off,” New here,” He finished.”
Her cheeks blushed,”Y’ don’t need t’ so polite there Sugar Cube, I ain’t no politician, just call me AJ.”
“Alright AJ, I’m Aurum, and I honestly have no clue where I am right now.”
“Well, I ain’t one for geography, but were west of Ponyville, which is west from Canterlot, but were in the southern part of East Equestria, and th’ Buffalo Nations are just a train ride away if y’ stop at Cherry Jubilee’s place they’re just two rides away. If go east of Canterlot, you’re at th’ eastern mountains, travel far enough west you’re at the Western mountains, but only a little bit of the Western Mountains are safe enough to cross into West Equestria… That’s about all I know.”
“Wow…” He paused, “Where can I find Princess Luna?”
“Why?” Applejack asked accusingly.
“She is responsible for me.”
“You know Luna!?”
“Yes, she sent me here.”
“Wow, she is in Canterlot, but wouldn’t that where you are from?”
“Well… No, where I’m from is a lot more complicated than that.”
“Tell y’ what, I’ll take y’ to Twilight Sparkle, she is all good with Princess stuff.”
“Alright,” He replied flatly. They began to walk together, when suddenly Applejack put his hat on his head and smiled at him.
Author's Note
The Twilight Alicorn Thing will NOT effect the story, Twighlight will be normal
Aurum's Tears~ A Tale of Adventure
Chapter 3: Lonely Night
Aurum lay there, alone. He was cold and the symbol on the wall was gone, yet Luna left the screen behind for him to watch. He just lay there and watched, and waited. The night was proving to be a long one. He slowly felt himself slip away into sleep, watching the screen, and waiting.
Aurum awoke, still in the Disharmony. He felt dead, and very cold. He looked to the screen and he could see his pony body shifting as if slowly coming to life. He could not move anything below his shoulders. His final human hours were upon him, and he could feel it. He was sweating all over, yet he wasn’t hot, just very, very cold.
An hour later Aurum’s soul began to leave his human self. It parted slowly and painfully. It began as intense heat in his toes. The pain then spread to his feet and it became a pulsing sore pain. Once the pain climbed above his ankles his toes went numb and the pain shifted to bitter cold as if he was freezing to death. Eventually the pain reached his belly; it was absolute hunger and fatigue. Once it finally hit his head it became a migraine; a searing, stirring pain. He looked to the screen one last time, he screamed as a beautiful array of crimson and gold flashed over the eastern mountains.
