open Bangcolt Arena! (Fighting/Sol) (RP)

[Not Yellow Diamond 925]

@@Mars Orbit,

 

Pinkie Pie (Pinkamena) backed Skitz to the window and smiled widely, she tackled him and forced his head to hang over the edge of the building. 

 

"Time to hang the pinata," she beamed brightly. She tied the balloon string around his hind legs nd squeezed them tight so no blood would be able to circulate. Then she pushed him out of the building, leaving him dangling upside down outside the building.

@@Ranger22, @,

 

"Oh well, I'll keep my eyes peeled and I'll try my very best to let you know before anypony else does.

Their conversation was ceased as a rather feminine looking Zebra appraoched Kevin and herself, she was hoping Kevin would greet the zebra so she wouldn't have to. Although she wasn't as shy as she use to be, she still would rather have him speak before she introduced herself

@@Unicorncob,

"Glad to see your enthusiastic about this," Twilight kept walking toward her library silently, she didn't have all too much to say. so she tried her best to create small talk,"So, Tell me about yourself, So we could become properly acquainted." 

[Unicorncob 5,677]

"Glad to see your enthusiastic about this," Twilight kept walking toward her library silently, she didn't have all too much to say. so she tried her best to create small talk,"So, Tell me about yourself, So we could become properly acquainted." 

 

"Well, as I said, I come from the Frozen North," Tyra began, a proud grin on her face, "I am travelling across the world to meet strong fighters and learn from them! My father is the Chieftain of my village, Trotstheim, and my brother is training to take his place one day!"

 

She glanced back to her axe. "This is our clan's ancestral weapon, which has seen generations of battles!"

[Mars Orbit 729]

"Amazing. IF YOU'RE GONNA TRY TO KILL ME DO IT RIGHT!!!!" Skitz broke the window just under him, grabbed the edge and attempted pulled himself lower trying to make pink fall off the building. "DON'T FALL!!" He wrapped the string around one of his forelegs and yanked savagely while holding onto the window frame with the other.

[J.R. 3,183]

@, @@Ranger22,

Kevin looked over the zebra intently as his swarm crawled along his legs this time to inspect it, "Hmm....we got an odd one here. Whoever this is, it's definetly no pony. It's more than likely a zebra, and what's with that rhyming?" He wasn't normally one for starting conversation, but since he was spoken to, he responded, "Hello. I'm Kevin, and this is Fluttershy."

[Ranger22 179]

@Ice Blizzard @louisvilepride

The pink maned pegasus didn't seem comfortable answering my introduction, which kinda left a few seconds of awkward silence. Luckily the stallion she was talking to didn't seem to mind as he introduced himself and the mare."This pegasus lives up to her name just as there is pink in her mane. My name is xander and I hope you don't listen to this town's slander. For their rumors slur my name, it isn't the best kind of fame. Oh pardon me for being rude but do you mind if we talk more about you?" The yellow pegasus was named fluttershy, from her wings to her social interaction she certainly lives up to her name. This other fellow however had a strange name but it wasn't my place to judge. I pulled down my hood in order to be more accommodating to my new companions.

Edited June 25, 2015 by Ranger22

[Vae Victis 742]

Darkrai looked around intently at what was happening here. This was off the charts in terms of a normal way to be raised, but then again, her own life wasn't exactly normal either. She walked up close to the frozen Kazas and looked him over, slosely and intently. She dropped a tear near his side.

 

She then turned to the village itself which was in complete ruin. It looked as if it was caught in a firestorm. After awhile she spoke again to the voice, "What's next?"

" you have already seen the persecution and the loss of innocence. What is left, is loss of loved ones and the shattering of bonds. Do you choose to continue, Darkrai? And, if you wish to carry on... find out what the azure terror is and why Kazas may very well become the next incarnation?"

[J.R. 3,183]

" you have already seen the persecution and the loss of innocence. What is left, is loss of loved ones and the shattering of bonds. Do you choose to continue, Darkrai? And, if you wish to carry on... find out what the azure terror is and why Kazas may very well become the next incarnation?"

Darkrai listened to the voice speak. It was a heavy burden of such a black past that Kazas had. But nevertheless, trying to understand who he is, where he came from, and why he's the way he is, could only be understood through experience. And this was the closest she would get to experiences, so she answered without hesitation, "I'm ready."

[Not Yellow Diamond 925]

They laid side by side in the middle of an empty field, facing upside down to one another with their eyes on the sky. 

"That one looks like a turtle," Cadence said as she pointed her hoof to the sky and followed the cloud with it.  

 

Shining Armor looked over where she had pointed her hoof to. He squinted and slightly lifted his head to see the cloud, "Huh, it kind of does." he agreed.

 

Cadence kept looking up at the clouds, wiggling her hoof around and about as well as imagining them as different things. She laid her head completely back on the ground and put her hoof over her chest; she sighed happily, "You know, this is nice. Not having anything important to do, not having any worry, having just bliss." 

 

Shining Armor hung on the words his beloved spoke. He agreed with her. "Yeah, but it doesn't matter what am i doing or where I'm at as long as I'm with you." he cloyed.

 

She looked up and smiled at him, "Sweet boy." She got up to reposistion her self so her head was on top of his chest. They laid there in silence for a few minutes, only for Shining Armor to break it. "Oh look at that cloud," he said. 

She didn't want to open her eyes, she was too comfortable, "What does it look like?" She inquired

Shining Armor frowned, "Uh, I think it's a..." before he could finish little water droplets began to fall. One hitting her face, then, it trickled down her muzzle and set at the tip of her nose. She opened her eyes and finished his sentence... "Rain cloud..." 

 

"Great while it lasted," she thought, and she picked herself up off of him and started walking towards a cave for shelter that they had passed no more than a fifth of a mile back. But she stopped when she realized Shining Armor was still lying in the rain. "Come on, we need to find shelter in case the storm gets bad." 

"In a minute, I'll catch up," he replied, while looking at the sky. Cadence may of hated the rain but Shining Armor loved it. He'd sit there while it poured for the next 15 minutes before heading back to the cave they had passed. 

Once he finally arrived he saw Cadence lying down. She appeared to be sound asleep so he went over and laid down next to her and nestled himself next to her and laid his head on top of hers as well as his left foreleg over her body. He looked at her and smiled, "Sleep well," he said, then kissed the top of her head before laying to his to rest. 

 

@@Unicorncob,

 

Twilight evaluated the axe, her face tilted every which way trying to see it from every angle. She was very intrigued by the weapon it was unique. Then something else caught her eye, Tyra's cutie mark. 

"You're cutie mark, it looks beautiful, what does it represent?" she asked curiously.

@@Mars Orbit,

 

Pinkamena was thrown from the skyscraper and she began plummeting towards the ground. A surely fatal fall.... or so on would think. 

Luckily fo Pinkie Pie some stallions were moving a trampoline. (OOC: Fighe me about it, ok? XD) And she just so happened to land right in the center of the trampoline. Since she gained enough momentum from the fall that she went soaring back into the air, slowly ascending untill she was at the window where Skitz was. Miraculously she made it back up to him, but instead of landing on her feet she hit her head on a loose lead pipe.

Little animated birds circled her head and small chirps played. Then, the unthinkable happened. her mane reinflated and her cloroed restored to her original scheme. 

She spoke loudly to a still deaf Skitz, "Hey, Skitz! What's up? Are we still fighting or did I win already? Or did you win already? Or maybe it was a tie and that way we would both be winners!" She cheered. 

Pinkamena was gone and Pinkie Pie had returned, leaving Skitz with a fighting chance. 

 

@@Ranger22,  @, 

 

Fluttershy offered a small smile and a sheepish handwave when Kevin introduced her. 
 

Xander reminded her of their friend Zecora, the way he spoke and looked were very, very similar. Just Zecora was white with black stripes and Xander was the opposite... Or was he?

"Me?" Fluttershy answered Xander, "I suppose we could but their isn't all too much to talk about with me."
 

[J.R. 3,183]

@, @@Ranger22,

Kev was unimpressed by the zebra. Granted, he had also, never really met many zebras in his lifetime, so it was justifiable. More of his swarm crawled on his face and forlegs to inspect the zebra to understand it better, "Hm...we're not picking up on anything major. And that rhyming. It irks me. Kinda don't wanna hear her speak all that much more, but I'll tolerate it for a bit."

 

After a moment of silence, he spoke out, "What's the deal? Why're you here?"

[Vae Victis 742]

Darkrai listened to the voice speak. It was a heavy burden of such a black past that Kazas had. But nevertheless, trying to understand who he is, where he came from, and why he's the way he is, could only be understood through experience. And this was the closest she would get to experiences, so she answered without hesitation, "I'm ready."

" very well. The last two memories, I assure you, are shorter than the previous ones. However, their impacts are just as potent as the rest. I admit, Darkrai. You have a strong mind, especially for a mortal. I can see why Kazas chose you."

 

After he spoke those words, the spatial warping began once more, transforming into emptiness into yet another memory.

 

" There few things more agonizing to a soul than the loss of those closest to you. You, better than many, know that to be truth. This war lasted for more than a decade, spanning all of Kazas's formative years. He became strong physically, emotionally, and mentally. However... losing a loved one, no matter how powerful you may be in these aspects, can rend you asunder."

 

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[MEMORY OF KAZAS, 2 1/2 YEARS AGO]

 

The backdrop is in a medical tent, strewn with the heavily wounded on mats and few medics to help them. Among the medics, a fully armored ashen griffon is kneeling beside a heavily wounded fellow warrior, of whom was coughing up blood by the gallons, it seemed. Kazas's claw was on this warrior's chest, and a familiar white aura was engulfing them both as it had done Darkrai from earlier. The healing aspect of the Phoenix knight. Kazas looked strained, almost as though he was about to pass out. He spoke frantically, almost as if he was a paranoid schizophrenic.

 

" Come on, Felwin! You can pull through this... you can pull through, dammit! I know you, you're the toughest swordsgriffon in the entire legion! Come on, you can survive this!"

 

The griffon that lay dying, Felwin, grabbed Kazas's claw, and smiled as he was still coughing. He shook his head slowly, and spoke softly.

 

" Save it... for somegriffon... that didn't get ran through in the gut... save who you can... If that all-maker of yours is real, maybe... I'll see you up there... but you'd better be old when you come up... you hear?"

 

His head turned to the side, and the life drained from his face. Kazas looked away, still clenching the dead griffon's claw in his own. He gently laid the other griffon's claw down.

 

The memory fastforwards as Kazas attempts to heal other soldiers diligently, but failing nine times out of ten, losing them to extreme bloodloss and mauling. This happens over, and over, and over again. This time, from Kazas, no tears. Only the desperate hope that he may be able to save one more.

 

[EZEREPTH]

 

" Kazas eventually was shaped into tempered steel, through and through. But even steel can be bent when enough force is applied. Outwardly, he kept himself as composed as he possibly could. But on the inside... as he slowly lost his comrades one by one over the years, it started to affect him. However... Having hope and faith... does reward one, eventually."

 

The memory keeps fastforwarding, until the tent is nearly empty. All in all, it was a terrible ending... more had died than lived through their wounds.

 

It was then that a green pegasus with a silvery mane, of all beings, had ran into the now nearly empty tent, with only a kneeling Kazas praying for the souls of the dead to be found. The pegasus had a spear on his backside, a peculiar spear with a blade that split into a shape of of what was reminiscent of centaur horns. He looked almost too young to even consider joining the military, about 16, if even that. Covered in combat leathers, The Pegasus spoke.

 

" Yo! You Kazas? "

 

He responded

 

" I am. "

 

" good! I heard you... * pant * were * pant* a helluva healer. Look, I'll make it short. You know that group of Minotaurs that are fightin' with us? They got a bad deal, man... had a fort held down that they took from those rebel-guys. Fort got blown to hell by... I dunno... TNT or somethin'! It was a damn trap. The whole force got destroyed, except for this guy..."

 

Lugging him in, it took six griffons to lift a huge Minotaur into the med-tent. His hide was dark, his hair unkempt, and his eyes were a golden-brown. Two more griffons walked in, carrying a giant zweihander. Even the two of them had trouble carrying it. The griffons laid him down on one of the mats near Kazas. The Minotaur was extremely wounded, suffering massive blood loss, cuts, and stabs that should have ended his life by now, the Minotaur was weeping, looking upward.

 

The pegasus spoke up.

 

" he was the only one... I found 'em and carried him back, but not before witnessing some crazy-as-hell stuff back there... this dude is like... a super minotaur! Seriously, this guy was doing crazy stuff, like making stone walls appear out of nowhere, crushin' enemies with boulders that he FRIGGIN LIFTED OUT OF THE GROUND, and did it with friggin arrows in his back! I'm telling ya, we need to..."

 

The pegasus noticed his weeping, and hung his head. " I'm... sorry... I.. ain't exactly war material... I didn't know it would be like this. Please help 'em... big guy has been through the ringer..."

 

With that, the green pegasus began to trot out, until Kazas spoke.

 

" wait! Before you go... what is your name?"

 

" Syuren. But you can call me Ren. Look, i've gotta get back to scoutin' for the coalition. Promise me... I'll have someone to check on when I get done later, capish?"

 

Kazas simply nodded his head, and began to look over the Minotaur. such devastating injury... Kazas wasn't sure he could heal the Minotaur, but he would try. The Minotaur was silently crying, almost as though he were begging for the end to come. The Minotaur spoke, albeit it was a foreign language.

 

" Sie sind weg ... sie alle weg sind ... ... mein Sohn ... meine Frau ... Götter , helft mir ..."

 

It was then that Kazas grabbed the Minotaur's large hand, and squeezed it tightly. The white, flame-like aura returned and engulfed both. The Minotaur looked over at Kazas, and into the griffon's eyes. His own eyes widened. The griffon... was shedding a tear as well. In a show of mutuality, the Minotaur squeezed his hand gently, and nodded. In that one moment... they understood each other exactly. Kindred souls.

 

" Ich... bin... Lorec... und du?"

 

The griffon responded, almost as if he knew exactly what the minotaur said.

 

" Kazas. "

 

The process kept on, until the memory came to an end, concluding like a tape paused on a particular scene.

 

[ END OF MEMORY ]

 

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[Unicorncob 5,677]

Twilight evaluated the axe, her face tilted every which way trying to see it from every angle. She was very intrigued by the weapon it was unique. Then something else caught her eye, Tyra's cutie mark. 

"You're cutie mark, it looks beautiful, what does it represent?" she asked curiously.

 

Tyra tilted her head and craned her neck to look at her flank, the notched axe cutie mark in full view.

"Ah, this?" She chirped, returning her grin to Twilight's direction, "It represents my strength and effectiveness in battle! The notches in the blades represent my love for fighting!"

 

A proud smirk replaced her grin. "I got it when I was but a filly, after I had joined my father on my first raid!"

[Mars Orbit 729]

"Pink!" Skitz walked up and hugged her. "What happened? Also don't answer because I won't hear you."

He let go of her. "So here's what happened." Before he even finished talking he threw a high power uppercut, trying to send her flying through the roof or out the window.

[Ranger22 179]

@, @@Ranger22,

Kev was unimpressed by the zebra. Granted, he had also, never really met many zebras in his lifetime, so it was justifiable. More of his swarm crawled on his face and forlegs to inspect the zebra to understand it better, "Hm...we're not picking up on anything major. And that rhyming. It irks me. Kinda don't wanna hear her speak all that much more, but I'll tolerate it for a bit."

 

After a moment of silence, he spoke out, "What's the deal? Why're you here?

I chuckled a bit due to there obvious discomfort at my rhyming."My rhymes are but a joke my friend I will cease if it will make amends. I'm currently looking for ingredients for a brew I'm currently making, until I stumbled upon both of you. I'm currently traveling these in lands in search of new information to find or share. Now lets get back to the topic about you, which you  have so rudely choose to ignore." I said with a smile on my face.

[Fractured 2,684]

 

 

-snip-

 

Celestia looked at both Lektra and Caliber, worry etched into her brow.

 

"I need to know if either of you have seen Ice Blizzard or know if he has left anywhere. I do not wish to trouble you, but I was searching for him, and I cannot detect his magical signature anywhere within the arena's range. Just as well, one of my ponies happened to give me this," she said, handing them the note.

A simple, white piece of paper which reads "Ice Blizzard is dead" in horrible handwriting.

 

"I cannot make a case for its legitimacy, but I am concerned, to say the least."

-------

 

 

Luna cocked her head at the event, then turned to Night Tracer.

 

"I know of Ice Blizzard, though it was only for a short time. It is troubling that he is away, but ponies disappear all the time, and I believe my sister can handle this matter, whatever it may come down to. Shall we continue our spar, Night Tracer?"

Edited June 26, 2015 by Corona de Adamas

[Dust and Memories 557]

@

 

Wilhelm looked down at Annette with a soft smile, his outburst before now properly repressed into the darkest corners of his mind. "I'm glad I found you too, Mary Annette Brightstrings, Puppetmistress..." In the barest whisper, as he handed her over to the hospital ponies, he added "My love.." As she was lead away to her own room, he lowered his head for a moment in a show of respect, then turned to head into the waiting area. They'd have to heal her, and only direct relations were allowed for visitation for a few hours- just in case.

[J.R. 3,183]

Blizzard was still stuck under the ravine's cliff. SInce he was unable to move, nature decided where he went. The rain did start to let up, however, the amount of water and dirt that had pooled up within the ravine, caused a mudslide that moved everything within it; including Icesius. The mudslide moved his frozen body all the way along the ravine until he was 'poured' into a seemingly endless desert-like area with no nearby signs of life or vegetation. His cryonic ice wasn't designed to melt in the heat, but his time was still on the clock.

 

Within his mind, Ice could feel his energy levels drop, but even though he was in his mind, his speech began to sound slurred due to low energy, "Ugh....ok. A-a-acording to the levels of energy I can feel....It's about..." his voice then became normal, "4:00 AM?! 4 freakin' AM?! I got one day left. One. Day. Left.. Buck! I can't believe this. Has NO ONE come looking for me?! It's like been almost 3 goddamn days! I knew it. I'm worth jack sh*t around here, well if I ever get outta here..." he punched his hooves together as if a human were to punch their open palm with their fist, "I'm so gonna wreck someone's sh*t if they try to buck with me or my friends from now on..."

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" very well. The last two memories, I assure you, are shorter than the previous ones. However, their impacts are just as potent as the rest. I admit, Darkrai. You have a strong mind, especially for a mortal. I can see why Kazas chose you."

After he spoke those words, the spatial warping began once more, transforming into emptiness into yet another memory.

" There few things more agonizing to a soul than the loss of those closest to you. You, better than many, know that to be truth. This war lasted for more than a decade, spanning all of Kazas's formative years. He became strong physically, emotionally, and mentally. However... losing a loved one, no matter how powerful you may be in these aspects, can rend you asunder."

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[MEMORY OF KAZAS, 2 1/2 YEARS AGO]

The backdrop is in a medical tent, strewn with the heavily wounded on mats and few medics to help them. Among the medics, a fully armored ashen griffon is kneeling beside a heavily wounded fellow warrior, of whom was coughing up blood by the gallons, it seemed. Kazas's claw was on this warrior's chest, and a familiar white aura was engulfing them both as it had done Darkrai from earlier. The healing aspect of the Phoenix knight. Kazas looked strained, almost as though he was about to pass out. He spoke frantically, almost as if he was a paranoid schizophrenic.

" Come on, Felwin! You can pull through this... you can pull through, dammit! I know you, you're the toughest swordsgriffon in the entire legion! Come on, you can survive this!"

The griffon that lay dying, Felwin, grabbed Kazas's claw, and smiled as he was still coughing. He shook his head slowly, and spoke softly.

" Save it... for somegriffon... that didn't get ran through in the gut... save who you can... If that all-maker of yours is real, maybe... I'll see you up there... but you'd better be old when you come up... you hear?"

His head turned to the side, and the life drained from his face. Kazas looked away, still clenching the dead griffon's claw in his own. He gently laid the other griffon's claw down.

The memory fastforwards as Kazas attempts to heal other soldiers diligently, but failing nine times out of ten, losing them to extreme bloodloss and mauling. This happens over, and over, and over again. This time, from Kazas, no tears. Only the desperate hope that he may be able to save one more.

[EZEREPTH]

" Kazas eventually was shaped into tempered steel, through and through. But even steel can be bent when enough force is applied. Outwardly, he kept himself as composed as he possibly could. But on the inside... as he slowly lost his comrades one by one over the years, it started to affect him. However... Having hope and faith... does reward one, eventually."

The memory keeps fastforwarding, until the tent is nearly empty. All in all, it was a terrible ending... more had died than lived through their wounds.

It was then that a green pegasus with a silvery mane, of all beings, had ran into the now nearly empty tent, with only a kneeling Kazas praying for the souls of the dead to be found. The pegasus had a spear on his backside, a peculiar spear with a blade that split into a shape of of what was reminiscent of centaur horns. He looked almost too young to even consider joining the military, about 16, if even that. Covered in combat leathers, The Pegasus spoke.

" Yo! You Kazas? "

He responded

" I am. "

" good! I heard you... * pant * were * pant* a helluva healer. Look, I'll make it short. You know that group of Minotaurs that are fightin' with us? They got a bad deal, man... had a fort held down that they took from those rebel-guys. Fort got blown to hell by... I dunno... TNT or somethin'! It was a damn trap. The whole force got destroyed, except for this guy..."

Lugging him in, it took six griffons to lift a huge Minotaur into the med-tent. His hide was dark, his hair unkempt, and his eyes were a golden-brown. Two more griffons walked in, carrying a giant zweihander. Even the two of them had trouble carrying it. The griffons laid him down on one of the mats near Kazas. The Minotaur was extremely wounded, suffering massive blood loss, cuts, and stabs that should have ended his life by now, the Minotaur was weeping, looking upward.

The pegasus spoke up.

" he was the only one... I found 'em and carried him back, but not before witnessing some crazy-as-hell stuff back there... this dude is like... a super minotaur! Seriously, this guy was doing crazy stuff, like making stone walls appear out of nowhere, crushin' enemies with boulders that he FRIGGIN LIFTED OUT OF THE GROUND, and did it with friggin arrows in his back! I'm telling ya, we need to..."

The pegasus noticed his weeping, and hung his head. " I'm... sorry... I.. ain't exactly war material... I didn't know it would be like this. Please help 'em... big guy has been through the ringer..."

With that, the green pegasus began to trot out, until Kazas spoke.

" wait! Before you go... what is your name?"

" Syuren. But you can call me Ren. Look, i've gotta get back to scoutin' for the coalition. Promise me... I'll have someone to check on when I get done later, capish?"

Kazas simply nodded his head, and began to look over the Minotaur. such devastating injury... Kazas wasn't sure he could heal the Minotaur, but he would try. The Minotaur was silently crying, almost as though he were begging for the end to come. The Minotaur spoke, albeit it was a foreign language.

" Sie sind weg ... sie alle weg sind ... ... mein Sohn ... meine Frau ... Götter , helft mir ..."

It was then that Kazas grabbed the Minotaur's large hand, and squeezed it tightly. The white, flame-like aura returned and engulfed both. The Minotaur looked over at Kazas, and into the griffon's eyes. His own eyes widened. The griffon... was shedding a tear as well. In a show of mutuality, the Minotaur squeezed his hand gently, and nodded. In that one moment... they understood each other exactly. Kindred souls.

" Ich... bin... Lorec... und du?"

The griffon responded, almost as if he knew exactly what the minotaur said.

" Kazas. "

The process kept on, until the memory came to an end, concluding like a tape paused on a particular scene.

[ END OF MEMORY ]

______________________

Tears streaked down Darkrai's eyes as she watched the memory. When it was paused, she looked over everything that had occured. She knew her life was nowhere near as detrimental as this what she had just witnessed. But luckily, her mind-training kept, her sane, and she replied, "Isn't there one more? If there is, show me."

Edited June 26, 2015 by Ice Blizzard

[MozillaToast 233]

Aknor stared, unable to belive the sight he was seeing. He resisted the urge to get her out as he guessed it was part of the show. He sat the anxiously, watching her struggle and writhe out the trap. He wated to fuse on the rockets as it reached its base. "Uh oh..." He covered his eyes and hoped she'd escaped.

[Not Yellow Diamond 925]

It was about 4am in the morning and the two were sleeping peacefully, it was quiet. A little to perfect for a cave in the midst of the wilderness, but they sure weren't hoping for anything bad; much less, out of the ordinary. They were to amicable to care about anything. 

Unfourtunatley their bliss would soon come to an abrupt end as a strong, warm air came over them. It flew through their thick coats and itched their skin. 

Cadence twitched at the feeling and Shining Armor was too far asleep to notice feel anything. As the wind grew hotter and hotter and the air became thicker something registered in Cadence's nervous system. She languidly opened her eyes a slight bit. To her dismay two massive, beady pupils belonging to a monstrous creature glared deep into her eyes. Within nanonseconds she was wide awake and screaming at shriller volumes.

 

Of course, she woke Shining Armor up who met the same intimidating eyes as Cadence did and they began to scream in unison. They each jumped back from the grotesqueness in fear. Shining Armor Stepping out in front Cadence to protect her.

He stood before a enormus Ursa Major; a vile killer and savage animal to those who threatened them or their young and to the Ursa Major, that's exactly what Cadence and Shining Armor were doing. In her cave, if her young were to be home then that could be a major issue so she wasn't going to risk anything with these two. 

She swung a claw toward the two but Shining Armor pushed himself and Cadence out of the way mere moments before the Ursa Major could hit them. 

The Ursa Major had its claws retracted and when she missed she hit the side of the cave and some of her claws her stuck inside of the rock; she couldn't pull it out. She was stuck. Which gave Shining Armor and Cadence an oppurtunity to escape and they wasted no time on acting upon their chance.

They darted out beside the Ursa Major and by her left foot. They were up and gone in no time. 

They ran at full speed out of the cave and towards Bangcolt which was still miles off, but they didn't care. They were going to keep running until they got there, and nothing in Equestria was going to make them turn around.

 

[Vae Victis 742]

Blizzard was still stuck under the ravine's cliff. SInce he was unable to move, nature decided where he went. The rain did start to let up, however, the amount of water and dirt that had pooled up within the ravine, caused a mudslide that moved everything within it; including Icesius. The mudslide moved his frozen body all the way along the ravine until he was 'poured' into a seemingly endless desert-like area with no nearby signs of life or vegetation. His cryonic ice wasn't designed to melt in the heat, but his time was still on the clock.

 

Within his mind, Ice could feel his energy levels drop, but even though he was in his mind, his speech began to sound slurred due to low energy, "Ugh....ok. A-a-acording to the levels of energy I can feel....It's about..." his voice then became normal, "4:00 AM?! 4 freakin' AM?! I got one day left. One. Day. Left.. Buck! I can't believe this. Has NO ONE come looking for me?! It's like been almost 3 goddamn days! I knew it. I'm worth jack sh*t around here, well if I ever get outta here..." he punched his hooves together as if a human were to punch their open palm with their fist, "I'm so gonna wreck someone's sh*t if they try to buck with me or my friends from now on..."

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Tears streaked down Darkrai's eyes as she watched the memory. When it was paused, she looked over everything that had occured. She knew her life was nowhere near as detrimental as this what she had just witnessed. But luckily, her mind-training kept, her sane, and she replied, "Isn't there one more? If there is, show me."

The voice, disembodied still, spoke. Once more.

 

" This final memory will shed some light on what it is I hope to accomplish, as well as show you why Kazas is better off here, than in Leovia. You see, Kazas became the next full-fledged Phoenix Knight during the final battle of the Leovian civil contention. In fact, it was he who apprehended the potential usurper who started the conflict. Naturally, this made him a war hero, known throughout the land. His father, who had passed the torch before the final battle, was also honored as he had held high rank in the Leovian military along with being a major factor on the war front. Kazas was chosen to serve as a royal gaurdsgriffon in the capital, and Terminan, his father, was made governer over the Sebes region. Eventually, as thanks to Equestria for aiding in the quell of the rebellion, they would send their greatest shining example and most powerful hero as an ambassador to further the friendship between two nations. That ambassador was, and is, Kazas. You would think that his woes would be over, after all of the trials. But there is a potential looming threat.... one that is eight centuries in the making....

 

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[ MEMORY OF KAZAS, A YEAR AGO ]

 

The spatial shifting occurs once more. The backdrop is back in Sebes village. New trees had been planted and the village, slowly being restored to former glory. However, not all is peaceful. Nearby, in a hut that is slightly larger than the others, an argument is taking place between an ashen griffon, now who only had one eye, and a jet-black griffon, familiar in earlier appearences, though aged significantly. Kazas and his father, Terminan. The father spoke first.

 

".... do you realize what you have done by playing at this charade of yours, Kazas? I may be a governer of Leovia now, but all of the political power in the world cannot heal all of the damage that you are doing with this.... divine retribution nonsense! All you had to do, was stay in Equestria, do your duties, and smile along with waving! But no! Instead, you decide to play hero with a rag-tag group of friends that you met around the end of the war there! Honestly, even that would have been understandable... HAD YOU NOT STARTED TO INSPIRE OTHERS TO DO THE SAME, AND JOIN THIS... BAND OF MISFITS!!!"

 

Kazas retorted.

 

" But father, I am not the only wielder of a primal soul anymore! Those friends you speak of... each one also wields the power of the divines as well, and you SAW that during the final battle of Feyrien! And you know they are far from ' rag-tag '! Did not Alrahm, with his strategies and dominion over ice help us win the conflict? Did not Lorec's bravery and strength inspire our own to fight in even the worst conditions? Did not Syuren's sway over wind keep the aerial battles in our favor? Not only that, but I just recently discovered a fith user of a primal soul, and he is the reason why the opposition's command was in such disarray, as he could literally sneak into a battlefield undetected and rout their commanders! So think before you call my compatriots ' rag-tag '! And when it comes to the divine retribution, I am sorry, but my beliefs and dreams are set! Our power is meant for the good of the WORLD, not the interests of nations. Emperor Raziak is a good Griffon, father, and so is his son. You know that, and you know me! If this is about the bad blood between the Razi dynasty and the Inaro bloodline, drop it! It is a new day and age! I am neither Saerael or Zephrael Inaro! Besides, have you read their journals, father? Their writing that they left us seemed very sincere and contradictory to what history says about them!"

 

"... you read... the forbidden texts?"

 

" I did! And I'd do it again! Avae says that, in order to pass fair judgement on an individual, both the word of the offending and the offended, along with truthful evidence and honest witness must be considered! Not only that, but their journals contained techniques that are phenomenal!"

 

" to the nine fathoms with Avae! I turned my back on Vakor years ago! Where was Avae when my men lay dying? Where was Avae when I helped my closest brethren bury their sons and daughters? Where was our savior when we needed him most? He wasn't there. What isn't real CAN'T be there! I was a fool for believing, and if you do not turn your back on Vakor, you too, will walk as a fool. And as for the forbidden texts... you would dare commit the ultimate taboo against our family? Kazas, I did not raise you to be another Gorven-..."

 

Kazas cut him off, flames suddenly appearing all around him.

 

" DO NOT. COMPARE ME. TO HIM. "

 

Terminan, trying to regain composure, spoke.

 

" Alright, not like him. But son, look at the facts! I am a governer of Leovia, and you are a representative of Leovia in a distant, allied nation! After nearly 800 years, the Inaros finally have some amount of political power! Now look at what you are doing. You have a group of five powerful warriors leading an evergrowing... ' volunteer force ' of Leovians, Equestrians, and even Sadaurians. And who is at the helm? You. An Inaro. Even if that may not be what you intend, it looks like you are starting to prepare for a battle! You know what our ancestors did 800 years ago... this looks like a second Azure Rebellion in construction! Son, I love you. But if you would endanger your family like this, then I am afraid this is where our relationship as father and son ends. Leave here, and never return."

 

" if that is the way it has to be... may I... at least say goodbye to mother?"

 

" You would cause her more grief? "

 

" I understand... I shall take my leave... good luck governing Sebes, father. "

 

 

No response. The door to the domain slammed shut. Kazas, not showing any emotion at all, turned away, and began walking towards a giant minotaur with a zweihander on his backside. Kazas passed him, and the minotaur followed. Lorec. They stayed quiet, as Lorec did not yet know how to speak their language. However, the minotaur, as he was walking side by side with Kazas, stopped the Griffon, and put a hand on his shoulder, as a sign of companionship. When Kazas looked up at Lorec, The minotaur had a smile on his face.

 

" bier?"

 

Kazas answered.

 

" Bier. When we get home. "

 

The minotaur was the same one from the previous memory, save for the fact that he was wearing bandages under a tunic that covered most of his upper body. Even his legs were clothed with linen trousers. It was clear that they had become good friends.

 

" mit Syuren, Alrahm, und Vorrin? "

 

" not Syuren. Too young. "

 

" wie alt? "

 

" 17, now. "

 

" pffffffff... sechszehn ist okay. "

 

" not in Equestria. "

 

He said, cracking a smile.

 

[ END OF MEMORY ]

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[ EZEREPTH ]

 

The spatial warping occured again, warping into the white space of nothingness, save for the same great golden Phoenix that stood there before. There were no more black orbs. Darkrai had seen all that had needed to be seen.

 

" Kazas's father turned away from Vakor and Avae while Kazas remained faithful. And as if things were not terrible enough already, Kazas commited the Inaro taboo by reading the journals of two of his predecessors, Saerael and Zephrael. Saerael, the great healer turned traitor, and Zephrael, the Azure Terror. You will learn more of the Divine Retribution later, Darkrai. All you need to know... is that these memories, and the past deeds of Kazas's ancestors... go claw-and-claw together. The emperors of Leovia have always been fearful of the power of the Inaros. While Kazas and Terminan have assauged much of the fear with their service to Leovia... there are still doubts in the minds of the royal family there. Kazas truly wants the best for others, and the world, Darkrai. Especially for you. He would sacrifice himself for you, if but only to see you smile. I have shown you what drives him. What hurts him. You and you alone, because you are the only one who can heal these pains upon his conscious. We needn't continue any further... but, if you wish to know whom the azure terror was and what he did that made the Royal family so fearful, I will more than happily tell you. After all... your soul... is similar to Kazas's. And that means your soul is similar to Zephrael's."

[J.R. 3,183]

The voice, disembodied still, spoke. Once more.

 

" This final memory will shed some light on what it is I hope to accomplish, as well as show you why Kazas is better off here, than in Leovia. You see, Kazas became the next full-fledged Phoenix Knight during the final battle of the Leovian civil contention. In fact, it was he who apprehended the potential usurper who started the conflict. Naturally, this made him a war hero, known throughout the land. His father, who had passed the torch before the final battle, was also honored as he had held high rank in the Leovian military along with being a major factor on the war front. Kazas was chosen to serve as a royal gaurdsgriffon in the capital, and Terminan, his father, was made governer over the Sebes region. Eventually, as thanks to Equestria for aiding in the quell of the rebellion, they would send their greatest shining example and most powerful hero as an ambassador to further the friendship between two nations. That ambassador was, and is, Kazas. You would think that his woes would be over, after all of the trials. But there is a potential looming threat.... one that is eight centuries in the making....

 

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[ MEMORY OF KAZAS, A YEAR AGO ]

 

The spatial shifting occurs once more. The backdrop is back in Sebes village. New trees had been planted and the village, slowly being restored to former glory. However, not all is peaceful. Nearby, in a hut that is slightly larger than the others, an argument is taking place between an ashen griffon, now who only had one eye, and a jet-black griffon, familiar in earlier appearences, though aged significantly. Kazas and his father, Terminan. The father spoke first.

 

".... do you realize what you have done by playing at this charade of yours, Kazas? I may be a governer of Leovia now, but all of the political power in the world cannot heal all of the damage that you are doing with this.... divine retribution nonsense! All you had to do, was stay in Equestria, do your duties, and smile along with waving! But no! Instead, you decide to play hero with a rag-tag group of friends that you met around the end of the war there! Honestly, even that would have been understandable... HAD YOU NOT STARTED TO INSPIRE OTHERS TO DO THE SAME, AND JOIN THIS... BAND OF MISFITS!!!"

 

Kazas retorted.

 

" But father, I am not the only wielder of a primal soul anymore! Those friends you speak of... each one also wields the power of the divines as well, and you SAW that during the final battle of Feyrien! And you know they are far from ' rag-tag '! Did not Alrahm, with his strategies and dominion over ice help us win the conflict? Did not Lorec's bravery and strength inspire our own to fight in even the worst conditions? Did not Syuren's sway over wind keep the aerial battles in our favor? Not only that, but I just recently discovered a fith user of a primal soul, and he is the reason why the opposition's command was in such disarray, as he could literally sneak into a battlefield undetected and rout their commanders! So think before you call my compatriots ' rag-tag '! And when it comes to the divine retribution, I am sorry, but my beliefs and dreams are set! Our power is meant for the good of the WORLD, not the interests of nations. Emperor Raziak is a good Griffon, father, and so is his son. You know that, and you know me! If this is about the bad blood between the Razi dynasty and the Inaro bloodline, drop it! It is a new day and age! I am neither Saerael or Zephrael Inaro! Besides, have you read their journals, father? Their writing that they left us seemed very sincere and contradictory to what history says about them!"

 

"... you read... the forbidden texts?"

 

" I did! And I'd do it again! Avae says that, in order to pass fair judgement on an individual, both the word of the offending and the offended, along with truthful evidence and honest witness must be considered! Not only that, but their journals contained techniques that are phenomenal!"

 

" to the nine fathoms with Avae! I turned my back on Vakor years ago! Where was Avae when my men lay dying? Where was Avae when I helped my closest brethren bury their sons and daughters? Where was our savior when we needed him most? He wasn't there. What isn't real CAN'T be there! I was a fool for believing, and if you do not turn your back on Vakor, you too, will walk as a fool. And as for the forbidden texts... you would dare commit the ultimate taboo against our family? Kazas, I did not raise you to be another Gorven-..."

 

Kazas cut him off, flames suddenly appearing all around him.

 

" DO NOT. COMPARE ME. TO HIM. "

 

Terminan, trying to regain composure, spoke.

 

" Alright, not like him. But son, look at the facts! I am a governer of Leovia, and you are a representative of Leovia in a distant, allied nation! After nearly 800 years, the Inaros finally have some amount of political power! Now look at what you are doing. You have a group of five powerful warriors leading an evergrowing... ' volunteer force ' of Leovians, Equestrians, and even Sadaurians. And who is at the helm? You. An Inaro. Even if that may not be what you intend, it looks like you are starting to prepare for a battle! You know what our ancestors did 800 years ago... this looks like a second Azure Rebellion in construction! Son, I love you. But if you would endanger your family like this, then I am afraid this is where our relationship as father and son ends. Leave here, and never return."

 

" if that is the way it has to be... may I... at least say goodbye to mother?"

 

" You would cause her more grief? "

 

" I understand... I shall take my leave... good luck governing Sebes, father. "

 

 

No response. The door to the domain slammed shut. Kazas, not showing any emotion at all, turned away, and began walking towards a giant minotaur with a zweihander on his backside. Kazas passed him, and the minotaur followed. Lorec. They stayed quiet, as Lorec did not yet know how to speak their language. However, the minotaur, as he was walking side by side with Kazas, stopped the Griffon, and put a hand on his shoulder, as a sign of companionship. When Kazas looked up at Lorec, The minotaur had a smile on his face.

 

" bier?"

 

Kazas answered.

 

" Bier. When we get home. "

 

The minotaur was the same one from the previous memory, save for the fact that he was wearing bandages under a tunic that covered most of his upper body. Even his legs were clothed with linen trousers. It was clear that they had become good friends.

 

" mit Syuren, Alrahm, und Vorrin? "

 

" not Syuren. Too young. "

 

" wie alt? "

 

" 17, now. "

 

" pffffffff... sechszehn ist okay. "

 

" not in Equestria. "

 

He said, cracking a smile.

 

[ END OF MEMORY ]

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[ EZEREPTH ]

 

The spatial warping occured again, warping into the white space of nothingness, save for the same great golden Phoenix that stood there before. There were no more black orbs. Darkrai had seen all that had needed to be seen.

 

" Kazas's father turned away from Vakor and Avae while Kazas remained faithful. And as if things were not terrible enough already, Kazas commited the Inaro taboo by reading the journals of two of his predecessors, Saerael and Zephrael. Saerael, the great healer turned traitor, and Zephrael, the Azure Terror. You will learn more of the Divine Retribution later, Darkrai. All you need to know... is that these memories, and the past deeds of Kazas's ancestors... go claw-and-claw together. The emperors of Leovia have always been fearful of the power of the Inaros. While Kazas and Terminan have assauged much of the fear with their service to Leovia... there are still doubts in the minds of the royal family there. Kazas truly wants the best for others, and the world, Darkrai. Especially for you. He would sacrifice himself for you, if but only to see you smile. I have shown you what drives him. What hurts him. You and you alone, because you are the only one who can heal these pains upon his conscious. We needn't continue any further... but, if you wish to know whom the azure terror was and what he did that made the Royal family so fearful, I will more than happily tell you. After all... your soul... is similar to Kazas's. And that means your soul is similar to Zephrael's."

Darkrai was stunned at the memory. She hadn't expected that Kazas had gone through such crap priorto when they met, "Well..that escalated quickly.." She said simply before listening to the disembodied voice once again. After she was asked about the Azure, she was interested, "Tell me more about that 'terror' thing."

[Fractured 2,684]

Trixie had already removed the gag and blindfold deftly with her teeth, and was beginning to remove the hoofcuffs, but it looked like something was wrong. She began fumbling with the locks, a confused expression on her face, before she abandoned her action in favor of panickedly banging on the glass case in Aknor's direction. She looked into his eyes, with one last expression of absolute terror. Then the rockets went off.

 

They smashed powerfully into the case, turning it into a massive, sparking fireball that spit fireworks and bits of glass all over the brightly lit stage. A few seconds later, it also spit out the handcuffs; they bounced out of the explosion and landed at Aknor's feet as the flames died down. They were still smoldering.

[MozillaToast 233]

Aknor sat there completely still on the chair. He looked down and saw the cuffs and gagged. "Oh buck... Oh buck... Oh buck... What do I say of someone comes looking for her? It'll look like I blew her up... I'll be banished from this place too, damnit why do I get involed with these kind've things and get people killed?" He started to get up and leave Trixies shop, then Bangcolt and never return in fear of execution.

[P-Jay 1,987]

caliber took the note, and looked at it. he tossed it aside, and grinned up at celestia. "cool, very nicley done." he said, as he started walking around, apparently looking for something. "okay, ice, very funny. i dont know how you got celestia herself to give me that note, but you cant fool me! where ya hiding, buddy?" he asked, checking all the nooks and crannies in the room.

[Fractured 2,684]

"Hey, wait!"

 

Trixie, completely unharmed, ran out from behind one of the curtains, grabbing Aknor's hoof as he attempted to flee the shop.

 

"It was a trick," she explained, huffing a little from crossing so much distance. "The lights on the floors and walls activate illusive runes embedded in the infrastructure. What you saw back there wasn't real."

 

She gave him a nervous chuckle.

 

"I actually set that up to get back at you for the "rabbit in the hat" crack, but it looks like I overdid it. I apologize."

[Vae Victis 742]

Darkrai was stunned at the memory. She hadn't expected that Kazas had gone through such crap priorto when they met, "Well..that escalated quickly.." She said simply before listening to the disembodied voice once again. After she was asked about the Azure, she was interested, "Tell me more about that 'terror' thing."

 

 

 

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[EZEREPTH]

 

" a long time ago, a child was born of the Inaros... A product of experimentation, this child's soul was half Phoenix lord, half mortal. His father, Saerael, had been commanded to produce an heir that would be unstoppable in battle, as the ruling dynasty of Leovia at that time were planning a massive, all out war for land, minerals, and hunting ground. They didn't care who they hurt... They were the epitome of what you mortals called greed. Keeping their true intentions obscured, employed Saerael to create a child to spearhead their ambitions. Under the impression that he was doing the deed for peace, Saerael, when he bedded his beloved, transmigrated his soul with mine and ordered me to... Carry onward with the action. Instead of receiving a portion of his own soul, the child received a portion of mine, along with his mother's. when the child was born, so powerful was his soul, that the mother died in birthing him, giving him the rest of the power of her soul just to ensure the child survived. Eventually, Saerael found out the true intentions of the ruling dynasty, and contemplated slaying the child, to prevent his suffering, and to prevent his use as a weapon against others. However, he could not force himself to do it. Eventually, Saerael plotted himself to rebel against the ruling dynasty, but was discovered, imprisoned, and eventually executed by hanging, leaving his son, Zephrael, alone. This son, born of Phoenix, would grow to be the most powerful of all Phoenix knights to ever exist. More yet, he was righteous, loving, faithful, and full of self-sacrifice, much like Kazas. But he too would discover the plot, with him as the centerpiece. Choosing between the good of the world and the good of Leovia... He chose the good of the world. With his mighty soul and unrivaled abilities as a Phoenix knight, he systematically slaughtered the ruling family of Leovia.. Condemned as a traitor, he and his family fled, with him staying behind to face an army of 10,000.... With his awakened azure flame.... He decimated an entire army... Except for one. One righteous friend he had made. Zephrael, being cautious as he fought, spared one soul. His friend, Raziqa. Zephrael had carefully planned events so that Raziqa's family would become the new ruling dynasty by right of rank... And when the battle was done, fell on Raziqa's sword, martyring himself. His azure flame became synonymous with fear, allowing

Raziqa, as his slayer, to ride the coattails of a false legend...."

 

Ezerepth paused.

 

" zephrael, righteous in soul, yet woeful as well, was portrayed as a heartless monster and a traitor. His descendants would face the stigma of a traitorous cur, even suffering exile for many years before being allowed to reintegrate with Leovian society."

 

He paused once more.

 

" because of what is in Kazas's soul, he may very well awaken the azure flame as Zephrael did. He knows love, righteousness, faith, and sacrifice. But like zephrael, he knows guilt, despair, sorrow, and hatred.... These shall inevitably mix, and the azure terror will be born anew, this time, as Kazas. If he awakens the azure flame, Leovia will hear of it.... And they will come for him, Darkrai... And his sense of duty will dictate his action. He will not resist. Only you, can get him to forget the pain of his past, and prehaps... Change his awakening. Do you understand?"