//------------------------------// // The Interlude // Story: Legends Reborn // by Frostfang18 //------------------------------// Chapter 1 The Interlude Author's note: Hi there. My name is Skyler or as I'm known now, Spurspark. I've come to the decision to retell my story for anyone interested. Now where to begin.......hmmmmm...... OH, I know, I'll start by letting everyone know exactly what my deal is. Well to start I'm a pony now - a unicorn to be exact - but we'll discuss that further and in greater detail a little bit later. I used to be a human though with a girlfriend and everything, you know, the whole "sh-bang" but I guess eventually my time came. Although it decided to come in the form of a brutal hurricane. The hurricane brought the house down on top of me and my girlfriend, ending our lives before we even knew what was going on. Next thing I knew I was a unicorn colt growing up in Ponyville. My pony self has a few specific quirks that I suppose I'll mention, first of all I have a perfect recollection of my entire life as a human. Secondly, I don't have much of a tail anymore. Why? Well when I first utilized the...ahem.. "explosive" side of my magic, I blew my tail to kingdom come and now my tail is simply a white tuft of hair coming out of my posterior. Thirdly and I suppose finally, I'm a descendent of the infamous Rarity, but why is that a big deal? Well I'll explain. See when I was human my friends and I all had what we called, Personality Ponies. Mine being Rarity because I'm a generous soul like her but I can still have my fits of selfishness and vanity. So personally it's a big deal to be related to her as a pony. Though I digress, I suppose I should dive into the real story here shouldn't I? Well then here we go! Walking through the forest had never been such a pain, I could only think of how idiotic I was for doing my friend a favor. DJ-3JU (a descendent of DJ-PON3 or Vinyl Scratch as some knew her, and also a friend from my human life although he doesn't know that) had asked me to go and shape some records for him, and why did I have to do it? I blame my magic simply because it is suited for the job and I'm the only one who can. My magic is quite literally explosive, so I'll find a rock, blow it to pieces and then I'll find a good chuck and shape it into a record and then take them back to DJ-3JU for him to "soften" and then carve the music into. I gathered about twelve record rocks and decided to make my way back through the Everfree Forest. Normally this would scare any and everypony but the forest wasn't dangerous anymore, it was a wasteland. "Stupid war. . ." I slid through my teeth. "If only the Elements of Harmony could have been used. . . then Princess Celestia wouldn't have had to sacrifice herself to purify the evil that had come seeking to take over Equestria. . ." I couldn't help but ponder as I walked, what would happen if evil surfaced again? The past keepers of the Elements were long gone, and nopony has been able to even get near the Elements since the keepers passed. The only thing on my mind was, were the powers of the Elements of Harmony forever lost to Equestria? DJ-3JU was waiting outside the forest for me to return and I got the familiar tingle in my horn informing me that he was a friend from my human life. He looked exactly like DJ-PON3 with a white coat, bright scarlet eyes, and electric blue hair though his hair is longer and wavier. Even the infamous DJ shades that got passed down through the generations, and on his flank was his cutie mark, a Dal Sengo. His name on Earth was Emmett and he was one of my best buds. We always talked about video games, music, and overall just always had something to discuss and talk about. Like all my other friends from earth, I missed him so much. Until I found his pony self here in Equestria. "DUDE awesome you got the records for me! How did you know I needed exactly twelve?" He inquired. I couldn't help but notice what a coincidence that was. "Um, I didn't. I just started blasting rocks and decided twelve should be good, but I am glad I don't have to go back for more." "Yah man," He continued. "Well, I guess you just know me too well! Either that or you just happened to notice that I needed twelve more records to hit a thousand." WAIT! I thought to myself. How is that possible? He was only twelve away on Earth when I passed away! I guess it's just a coincidence. His pony self must simply be living a pony life akin to Emmett's human life. At that point I could only help but reflect on everything I had lost, and although I had gained so much more, the pain still lingered, weighing heavily on my heart. "Yo bro are you okay?" Snapping back into reality, I realized DJ had pulled his shades down the bridge of his nose and was looking me over with his scarlet eyes. "Oh, yah man it's just. . . old memories, you know how it is, just zoning out and letting your mind run free." I gave him a big fake smile but he luckily didn't notice the false aspect of it. "Yah I get it, just making sure you're alright. You looked to be in pain, but you said you're okay and I'll take your word for it." He proclaimed with a big grin. "What would I do if my record maker wasn't available?" "Panic, cry and uselessly attempt to find someone even potentially as useful as me." I slyly replied. "Am I close?" He stood there embarrassed and said "Honestly, . . You're probably dead on the mark there. . ." I couldn't help but grin with triumph. As cocky as it was I always enjoyed getting the better of my friends. "Anyways, lets get going. I wanna see you make music!" He nodded and we started walking.