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Embers yawned and took his sword out "Gah, were is runedawn when you need him?" He started to walk around, then slowly he went over to luna, he looked at the maps, then at the fillys "Heh, We should leave soon, also, does anypony know were runedawn is?" He sighed and sat down


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Sapphire looked at grell walk away, her face was sad. She then started walking around, wondering were the new mare went

 

Embers smiled and wrote, the last thing he though he would be doing after the fire storms. He used an old pen, and when it ran out of ink he yelled "GAHHH! ISNT THERE ANYTHING HAPPY IN THIS WORLD ANYMORE?"


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Steel looked at him walking over he pulled out a bundle of new pins "here I think you might like these" steel said he noticed sapphire looking on the direction grell had walked. He trotted over to her "you know he can't here thoughts go to him" steel said

"I get what your saying but your dead" grell said

The wayward soul smiled "I may be dead but I didn't feel any pain in death" the soul said

Grell smiled "maybe you should keep me company" grell suggested "instead of being forced to crossover"

The soul nodded "I'll become your familiar" the soul said


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Runedawn started to panic. He heard voices in his head scream... Cry... All of the Earthstrikers had worker on those runes since the world was created. They were older than North Wind, the crystal empire, even Celestia and Lune themselves. He stood perfectly still, hoping not to provoke North Wind to do anything. "Stop... Don't do that... Please" he didn't know what to do. The voices in his head grew louder and went fully insane. "You don't even know what you are destroying! Stop!" He dropped his hammer. "Leave them..." He said. He didn't even realise he was crying. He couldn't think properly. All he did was stand still and hear the voices of spirits scream their lungs out.

 

North Wind looked down at the bag of runes cruelly, and back up at Runedawn, "you can save them... only you," he ground his hoof down a little more, the ice that completely covered the outside of the bag cracking and breaking, "bow down to me, give in to the new order Earthstriker. Think of the lives you could save, in time all life will bow before my princess, they will have to crouch and coward in the cold but if you serve her you can offer them warmth. She would allow you that power."

 

He smirked at Runedawn, letting the temptation sit for a moment before adding, "or you can still stand against me and watch your runes be crushed to dust before I kill you."

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Steel looked at him walking over he pulled out a bundle of new pins "here I think you might like these" steel said he noticed sapphire looking on the direction grell had walked. He trotted over to her "you know he can't here thoughts go to him" steel said

"I get what your saying but your dead" grell said

The wayward soul smiled "I may be dead but I didn't feel any pain in death" the soul said

Grell smiled "maybe you should keep me company" grell suggested "instead of being forced to crossover"

The soul nodded "I'll become your familiar" the soul said

Sapphire sighed and started walking over to grell, she coudnt see the soul, but it still took her awhile to find him "Grell? Grell? Are you there? Hello?" She said as she walked forward

 

 

Embers looked at the pins "What do the pins do steel?" He pushed them around with his hoof


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"or you can still stand against me and watch your runes be crushed to dust before I kill you."

 

Runedawn only smelled manipulation and mischief. There was no truth in what this spirit of the ice was saying... But did he have a choice? He could throw away his life, perhaps that of many others, to save hundreds of generations of progression in runesmithing, and the souls of many of the Earthstrikers. He would sacrfice himself so that he could protect others.

 

On the other hand, he would have to serve a goal that was purely evil to him, and he would never be happy ever again. Yet the promise of being able to lighten the pain for just some of the other survivors, including his friends, was tempting. "Is there still a way we can beat this demon-like abomination?" He thought has he inspected the frost king. "No... We are too late. All I can do now is save what there is to save..." Runedawn's heart broke inside him. The cold had numbed his mind and the agonizing screams of his ancestors were unbarable as North Wind crushed his runes. He closed his eyes and nodded. "Fine..." Was all he said with a deep and broken voice. The wind rushed by the two of them. His mane was waving in the wind. The only thing he could hope for was that his friends would reforge the sun by themselves, without him. "Good luck my friends, you wll need a big lot of it if you want to save equestria..." He thought, as if they could hear him.

 

All he could think of now was home. The forge where he used to wield the power of the Earthstrikers only for forging... Now he had become a warrior. A muderer. A slave. "No... It's not over yet... Not yet." Was his final thought before he bowed for North Wind and he grunted, repeating himself. "Fine..." 

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How would you walk, how would you talk if you thought: "Three percent of the population likes classical music, if only we could get it up to four percent we'd be back in business and all our problems would be over." How would you walk, how would you talk if you thought: "Everybody loves classical music! They just haven't found out about it yet!" It's an entirely different world. It's what you make of it that counts.

 

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"I'm not sure for me they turned into shadow blades" steels said "they fill any need you have" steel picked one up and it turned into a dagger made if shadows "see but they only fill one need per pony"

Grell heard her and returned to his body the soul following "im here sapphire" he called pulling out a small blade and a white rose he cut his wrist and bleed onto it before giving it to the soul the rose wilted in It's grasp "it is done you are now my familiar"


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Embers rased his eyebrow "Weird, I wonder what it would do for me..." He put it in a pocket and looked around 

 

Sapphire ran over to grell and looked at his wrist "Grell, what happend? Your bleeding! Are you OK?" She then took a step back and sat on a log "Sorry...Its just...." She sighed and looked down


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Grell smiled "yes I'm fine I was just making a deal" grell said he walked over to her and smiled

The soul (yet to be named he's a griffin soul any ideas) watched unable to be seen or heard by sapphire or any other pony

Steel shrugged "well you could command one to do what you want or let them shift you need them the most" steel said


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Sapphire leaned up and kissed him, then lay back on the log "So, what kinda deals have you been making, and with who?" She looked around, it just looked the same to her

 

Embers looked at them "Huh, I guess i might as well let em shift for its self, what about you?"


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Grell smiled "I have a familiar now he's a griffin soul"grell said he noticed her looking around "you can't see him you don't have the eyes of the dead but if you want I can give you the ability to see him along with any other soul you could see the world the my eyes "

Steel nodded "when I fist got them I didn't even know they where magical but during a fight I lost my daggers and all I had was those pins and the. They shifted I won the fight and kept my life" steel said he dug in his bag an pulled out a quill and some ink "here now you can write" ((whole thing born because of auto correct lol but I say we keep the magical pins)

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Sapphire looked at him "Ehhh...I think im good, i dont really need to see any more souls then I already can..." She said, thinking back to her mom and dad. "Its fine though, I mean...I think it would be kinda cool to see him, so sure, why not?"

 

Embers smiled and took the ink "Thanks man, I owe you one" He said as he sad down

 

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Grell nodded "okay I need your hoof" grell said his hoof still bleeding he got some off his blood on his other hoof "close the eye you want to be opened to the other side" grell said

Steel nodded "no problem I carried it to keep track of targets and information" steel said ((the power of Just going with it))


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Sapphire shut her right eye, looking at him "I really hope you know what your doing..." She said as she smiled at him "Alright, here we go!"

 

Embers smiled at steel "Hey, thanks, Im really glad im here with you, even though we may have hated each other" He said as he layed into the wall


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Runedawn only smelled manipulation and mischief. There was no truth in what this spirit of the ice was saying... But did he have a choice? He could throw away his life, perhaps that of many others, to save hundreds of generations of progression in runesmithing, and the souls of many of the Earthstrikers. He would sacrfice himself so that he could protect others.

 

On the other hand, he would have to serve a goal that was purely evil to him, and he would never be happy ever again. Yet the promise of being able to lighten the pain for just some of the other survivors, including his friends, was tempting. "Is there still a way we can beat this demon-like abomination?" He thought has he inspected the frost king. "No... We are too late. All I can do now is save what there is to save..." Runedawn's heart broke inside him. The cold had numbed his mind and the agonizing screams of his ancestors were unbarable as North Wind crushed his runes. He closed his eyes and nodded. "Fine..." Was all he said with a deep and broken voice. The wind rushed by the two of them. His mane was waving in the wind. The only thing he could hope for was that his friends would reforge the sun by themselves, without him. "Good luck my friends, you wll need a big lot of it if you want to save equestria..." He thought, as if they could hear him.

 

All he could think of now was home. The forge where he used to wield the power of the Earthstrikers only for forging... Now he had become a warrior. A muderer. A slave. "No... It's not over yet... Not yet." Was his final thought before he bowed for North Wind and he grunted, repeating himself. "Fine..."

 

 

North Wind's grin was unnaturally wide and full of teeth that were sharpened needles of ice, "good, good. Follow."

 

His hoof lifted with the bag of runes clinging to it, his actual body becoming wind and snow as the hoof set the bag into his chest before freezing solid again with the bag secured within. He start to walk away from Runedawn back toward the crystal empire, before looking over his shoulder at him, "don't think that I can't still crush the runes, they are mine now. You may earn them back in time as you serve."

 

As he walked away he seemed to paid little attention to Runedawn, though in truth he had a small cloud of his magic floating over head watching the Earthstriker's every move and reaction. As they moved into the crystal empires city it became apparent that North Wind and his Princess had been busy. Every building, tree and even some plants had been repaired or recreated in a perfect ice replica. More terrifying every crystal pony that had been killed in the firestorm stood or coward in the position they had died, their ashes and in some cases bones gathered and frozen inside the statues like some kind if sick tombstones. The detail of them was perfect right down to the cutie marks carved into their flanks.

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North Wind's grin was unnaturally wide and full of teeth that were sharpened needles of ice, "good, good. Follow."

 

His hoof lifted with the bag of runes clinging to it, his actual body becoming wind and snow as the hoof set the bag into his chest before freezing solid again with the bag secured within. He start to walk away from Runedawn back toward the crystal empire, before looking over his shoulder at him, "don't think that I can't still crush the runes, they are mine now. You may earn them back in time as you serve."

 

As he walked away he seemed to paid little attention to Runedawn, though in truth he had a small cloud of his magic floating over head watching the Earthstriker's every move and reaction. As they moved into the crystal empires city it became apparent that North Wind and his Princess had been busy. Every building, tree and even some plants had been repaired or recreated in a perfect ice replica. More terrifying every crystal pony that had been killed in the firestorm stood or coward in the position they had died, their ashes and in some cases bones gathered and frozen inside the statues like some kind if sick tombstones. The detail of them was perfect right down to the cutie marks carved into their flanks.

The insanity around Runedawn sickened him. He tried to keep his mind off the terrifying tombstones, and the sadness of the situation in general. He didn't know what to do. He was tempted to smack North Wind with his hammer, but he knew it didnt matter. One thing that he did realise was that he had his armor still in his other saddlebag. "Good, at least I have one thing to call my own..." he thought as he followed north wind towards the centre of the crystal empire. "Where the heck are ye takin' me..." He said.

 

(Forgot about his accent :3. Lets make this into a posting streak torrent! I've got all night!!!)


How would you walk, how would you talk if you thought: "Three percent of the population likes classical music, if only we could get it up to four percent we'd be back in business and all our problems would be over." How would you walk, how would you talk if you thought: "Everybody loves classical music! They just haven't found out about it yet!" It's an entirely different world. It's what you make of it that counts.

 

I found an easy way to find out if you've inspired someone. If their eyes are shining, you know you're doing it!

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Sapphire looked at him, then slowly opend her eye, she could see the griffen now, "What the heck did you do?" She blinked a few times

 

Embers sighed and looked down "I hated you, you were always better at everything then me" he said bitterly as he looked at steel

Grell smiled "and put his hoof over her eye the blood formed into a skull on her eyelid grell began to speack in a lost tongue (language) he looked at her "almost done here's the worst part" grell said "open your eye"
Steel nodded "me to embers and I never hated you" steel said


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The insanity around Runedawn sickened him. He tried to keep his mind off the terrifying tombstones, and the sadness of the situation in general. He didn't know what to do. He was tempted to smack North Wind with his hammer, but he knew it didnt matter. One thing that he did realise was that he had his armor still in his other saddlebag. "Good, at least I have one thing to call my own..." he thought as he followed north wind towards the centre of the crystal empire. "Where the heck are ye takin' me..." He said.

(Forgot about his accent :3. Lets make this into a posting streak torrent! I've got all night!!!)

"The royal place of course, you'll understand once we arrive." He continued to trot onward. North Winds grin was ear to ear as he passed more and more of his subjects. The princess ruled the cold and so she ruled him but otherwise she had chosen to rule only the cold and the living, the cold and dead were his to rule. Deep inside himself where Frostheart still existed he was horrified at what his old passion of ice sculpting had become.

 

They came upon the magnificently remodeled place of ice, North Wind moved up its stairs to the gates. Standing just outside it's huge doors were to final dead statues of ice. One was a large stallion with the burned tatters of dignified vest dressed on it, like the rest it was repaired in painstaking icy detail. The other was an Alicorn, both were positioned with their forehooves low frozen remains forever forced in a welcome bow to all that entered the transformed castle.

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Sapphire giggled and waved back "Who would have knowen a you could be so cute?" She smiled and looked around "Thanks grell, I wont be by your self anymore, if you need help with souls, I can help you" She felt the side of her eye, there the skull was, it was here to stay


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Sapphire looked forward at them "Ah, Ok, so, This sounds like kinda fun?" She smiled and walked over to auron, looked at him "So, Whats it like being dead then?" She also looked at grell "What do you mean, "pass" Like, leave my body and just have my soul?" She asked him.


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"The royal place of course, you'll understand once we arrive." He continued to trot onward. North Winds grin was ear to ear as he passed more and more of his subjects. The princess ruled the cold and so she ruled him but otherwise she had chosen to rule only the cold and the living, the cold and dead were his to rule. Deep inside himself where Frostheart still existed he was horrified at what his old passion of ice sculpting had become.

 

They came upon the magnificently remodeled place of ice, North Wind moved up its stairs to the gates. Standing just outside it's huge doors were to final dead statues of ice. One was a large stallion with the burned tatters of dignified vest dressed on it, like the rest it was repaired in painstaking icy detail. The other was an Alicorn, both were positioned with their forehooves low frozen remains forever forced in a welcome bow to all that entered the transformed castle.

Runedawn was not even surprised when he saw even cadence hadn't escaped this horrible fate. It only reassured hin of the unlikelyhood of HIM escaping it... Of anypony escaping it. He noticed he still had the rune of force on him, and did fhe only thing he thought to be respectable at the moment. He swunf his hammer at cadence's statue, hoping to free her dead body from this shameful display. He didn't care what North Wind would do, since he couldn't even think about any consequences at the moment. He was way too emotional.

 

But in mid swing, he stopped his hammer. This wasn't the answer either. He dropled it and a single tear came down his cheeck. "Hurry up and give me somethin' to do. I can't stand to look at this place, or you!" He yelled at North Wind as he busted into the throne room...


How would you walk, how would you talk if you thought: "Three percent of the population likes classical music, if only we could get it up to four percent we'd be back in business and all our problems would be over." How would you walk, how would you talk if you thought: "Everybody loves classical music! They just haven't found out about it yet!" It's an entirely different world. It's what you make of it that counts.

 

I found an easy way to find out if you've inspired someone. If their eyes are shining, you know you're doing it!

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