The Unknown History and The Magical Future

The following day after the freeing of Metus, havoc surfaced all across the Known Land. The first place to fall was Sadle-Arabia. Each grain of sand was filled with dark magic and burst into never ending flame. The entire country was set ablaze with fire and smoke. The cities surrounded by tall walls and guards rotted from the inside. Plagues and sickness spread from pony to pony until each and every living creature within the walls was dead. The great pyramids were bombarded with blasts of blackness and hate, leaving gaping holes and chunks of the great structures missing. And the home of their emperor was riddled with blood as each one of the servants and masters went insane murdering one another for the smallest desires, and with the nastiest determination.

The next victim was Manehattan. The buildings toppled, crime took over, and corruption filled its leaders. Ponies' darkest temptations and fantasies came true as society fell leaving pure anarchy. The entire city became a battlefield as Discord was set against Metus by the princesses. Their voices shook the ground and their incantations ruined the land. After Metus fled the city, Discord, the alicorn sisters, and the now alicorn Twilight Sparkle spent countless days finally restoring the city to an inhabitable area.

The next target was Trottingham. Its honorable leaders were murdered by Metus and the people abandoned all reason and kindness, turning to lying and deceit. The rich enslaved the poor, the powerful dominated the small, and the once rich, fertile land was owned by dragons, diamond dogs, parasprites, and dark magic. Discord and the princesses followed in the dark immortal's wake, until the losses became too great. The regal leaders of Equestria called for a summit between them and the king of malice.

The princesses had set up a small campsite in the mountaintops of a mountain range nearby Foal Mountain. The three alicorn princesses, Discord, and Priscilla sat upon wooden chairs along a large, wood table stretching about ten meters in length. A dark cyclone of dark magic appeared in the sky, beyond its top was a shining red light. A single bolt of crimson lightning cut through the sky, shaking the mountain top as they collided leaving a small patch of land in front of the long table scorched and coated in black. From the smoke that lingered there rose Metus, striding towards the alicorns and Discord. Every place where his hooves touched the ground, any plants, animals, or snow nearby melted away into clouds of black smoke that added to the massive cyclone. He sat across from the forces of good, waiting for their proposal. Princess Celestia was the first to address the age old Malhornesi. "Metus, we ask for you to cease your assault on the Known Land, and to disappear into the unknown territory beyond its borders."

"I agree." Stated the immoral pony. Luna looked at Twilight, then Celestia. They knew what would come next. Discord then spoke up, which had been a major mistake.

"What is it you want?" Discord questioned. The pony of greed glared at the draconequus and snapped at him.

"Keep your forked tongue behind your teeth, you abomination of nature." He then turned back to Celestia and Luna. "As I was about to state, I only require one thing. The one thing you young, childish alicorns refused to give me before encasing me in that infernal prison: The key to the gate of Tartarus." Twilight interjected at his demand.

"What? That's real?" She said turning to the two alicorns next to her.

"Not now Twilight." Celestia responded before turning back to Metus. "We have since...reconsidered your request. My sister and I have agreed to comply with your conditions on one notion."

"WHAT?!?" Both Discord and Twilight exclaimed in unison. Celestia quickly continued seeing Metus grin at the disruption he had caused. She knew he had demanded that both Twilight and Discord be here for the summit for some reason.

"On the notion, that he leave the Known Land, and never return." Everypony sat in silence as they awaited Metus's response. A smile spread across his face as he gave his final answer.

Eighteen Months Later...

Priscilla was now a revered, honored pony, and professor at Canterlot's School for Unicorns. Pandora had finally moved from Everfree Forest into Sadle-Arabia to not only help the new leaders rise and restore order, but to study the ancient magic and spells that the ancient land held. Leech had long since been exiled. Some of the land that had been ravaged by Metus had been restored, and Luna and Ambrose had been together for twelve months.

Ambrose lay next to Luna on the open balcony looking up at the stars. He always loved the constellations and beautiful nights she brought forth. She had her head rested on his chest as they both marveled at the wondrous night. He stroked her flowing, navy blue mane and his eyes traveled from star to star admiring each one's magical hue. He pried his eyes away from them and looked at his relaxed lover. She ran her right front hoof across his toned body, tracing the well defined muscles. She sat up raising her left hind leg and placing it on the other side of his body, so she was now sitting on him. She leaned forward and kissed him, then rose turning about. She playfully swatted him on the nose with her tail and walked towards the door. Once in the doorway she turned her head back and said, "See you in bed." Before disappearing into their chambers.

Pandora sat across from the new leaders of Sadle-Arabia. Each of the ponies at the table had just sat down for the feast, and the king and queen used their magic to raise their glasses. "To Pandora, to whom we owe this new home and to restored land to!" The leaders toasted before bringing their glasses to their lips and sampling the sweet wine. Pandora blushed and thanked them for their generosity and hospitality, before raising her own glass to her mouth and tasting the luxurious beverage.

The brown unicorn's horn glowed with a yellow aura and a small string of stars began to extend from the tip of his horn. The long line of stars finally reached its length and left his horn circling around becoming an outline if a sphere spinning on an axis. A smile broke across his face and the stars disappeared as he turned to Priscilla. "I did it! I really did it!" The unicorn jumped up and down with glee. "Thank you Ms. Priscilla!" He shouted as he hurried out the door galloping for home to show his family that the tutoring helped, and that he could now conduct the dazzling spell. She giggled to herself and returned to her desk. Her horn became shrouded in a white light as the pile of nearby papers floated towards her and a quill raised into the air ready and poised to write.

Leech pushed onward, through the bitter cold and powerful icy winds. He held the map in his fore hooves and his wings were tired from flying all through the day and the night. He stopped in an icy cave to rest and plot his course for tomorrow. He would reach the edge of the map by the day's end tomorrow and then he would be in the Unknown Land, where he could search for Metus. Metus still had something Leech desired, and Leech had realized only a week ago he had something Metus desired. Something that he could trade for the life of his love, something that had been locked away for eons of time, and Leech was one of the only two people still alive that could get it for him.