//------------------------------// // Calm before the storm // Story: Xenophage: Part 1 // by slayer792 //------------------------------// Xenophage Equestria Chapter I Calm before the Storm The land of Equestria is one of most peaceful worlds in the multi-vers. But due to the new Guardian’s intervention, Equestria was blessed with a bright new mind, Silver Shard. He was fascinated with weapon and war. The wars of old and the causes of them were his favorites, the weapons Ponies, Griffins, Hippogrifs, Diamond Dog, and Dragons were also high on his level of interest. Silver published several books on the subjects. He also made and designed many. But his work was cut short due to the Solar princess’s orders. He had committed several none public laws. Many came to his aid, however he refused their help and accepted his punishment. He was executed the following day. Silver’s legacy lives on, once again due to the Guardian’s intervention. His weapon designs were blow out his office window as he was being executed. Most made their was in to a blacksmith’s forge, some were burned. However many of those were saved and stored by the master’s apprentice. In his desk they lay, waiting for the day they will be built, by unknowing hooves, who are unaware of the curse laced with the designs. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Fine job with that sword! It looks as if it were meant for a king!” Yelled a small Pixie as she looked over the grey glowing sword. “Thanks, Tix. But this is just for display. You know the laws. Can’t believe I forgot about Silver’s papers. Did you know he meant to give this sword to Prince Blueblood?” beamed the grey eyed stallion. True Blueblood the tenth was meant to be given the sword, but that day was taken due to Silver’s execution. “No, wasn't Blueblood a bit of an ass?” asked Tix. The stallion raised one eye brow. “Yeah, IX was, X was the dashing knight in shining armor.” said the stallion as he placed the sword in the sheath display case. “And when did you start swearing, Tix?” asked the stallion. “A few hundred years ago, Iron, back in the Hippogriff kingdom.” said Tix to the stallion who’s name is apparently Iron. “Fare enough, so what’s the work order look like today?” asked Iron as he picked up a wet cloth with his magic and began to whip away the soot to reveal his bright white coat, and black mane. “Well, Miss Apple Bloom has ordered a few more barrel rings, she said a few barrels need new one, Little McIntosh will be here around six thirty for seven of them, Twisted Spells needs some..... two parts iron and one part copper heat coil? Here’s a picture of one.” Tix made a picture of the coil with her magic. “I know what they look like, he’s been burning through them for weeks.” said Iron as he walked in to the storage section and started to retrieve seven barrel rings. “Oh!, and the Cakes need one of those giant cake holders.” said Tix as she slowly flew to the weapon case. “When did you finish the cross bow?” asked Tix as she picked up one of it’s darts. “I don’t think I’ll finish the Cake’s order today, and I finished the cross bow a few hours ago as I wait for the oven heat up and for you to get up.” called out Iron as he came out of storage with a round box, no doubt containing seven barrel rings. I’ll start work on the coil, you get some breakfast, and I want you to go out and make a few new friends.” “I’m okay with the first part but not the last.” “Too bad, make some friends. I need some where to kick you out to.” “Okay, but you are NOT kicking me out.” that was the end of the conversation. Iron just let out a small chuckle as Tix ‘walked’ off to the kitchen. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK came Iron’s door. “One moment!” yelled Iron was he ran to his station and opened up the shop. “How can I help you sir or madam?” asked Iron in his best sales pony voice he could conger up. “Hello, I would like to perches some display weapons. Do you have any I can choose from?” asked a rather imposing stallion. “Uh, yes, I do have some, but I would have to make new ones. Come with me to the back a we can dicuss this in private. Tix please watch the store.” With that a Pixie covered with toast crumbs flew out of a hole in the wall. The tall stallion followed Iron into the back of the shop. “Now sir, what would you like to see?” the stallion was quick to reply. “I would like to see all you have to offer, as long as it is legal.” The stallion seemed quite real yet some thing about him made Iron feel uneasy. “Very well mister, uh?” Once again he was quick “Order. My name is Order.” replied Order. Iron raised an eye brow but brushed off every thought that told him to run. “Very well, Mister Order, come with me I have already made almost all the designs I have.” Iron lead Order to a iron door, almost glowing with shielding spells. Iron unlocked the heavy lock and let it fall to the ground. The sound of the lock hitting the ground made all the shield spells drop. Both stallions walked into the room filled with weapons. Order looked around his eye widened as he took in all the weapons. “My, how long did it take you to make all of these?” asked Order as he surveyed the vast arrangement of weapons. Almost every type of sword, mace, flayl, spear, axe, dagger, and shield. “About six weeks, but that’s when I’m on my time, if it were a project I would have finished them sooner.” This made a wicked smile cross Order’s face. “Very good. What else is there?” Iron was almost insulted when he asked that, almost. “I have two more, a shield and sword. Both were said to have come th Silver Shard in a dream.”“I’ll am very impressed, I would love one of each. I’ll pay one thousand bits for each. I expect they will be delivered to Cotton Cove in one month, no sooner.” with that Order slowly walked out. Iron was arrangement , one thousand bit for even a dagger? He was going to take great care with each if her were to meet the dead line of one month. “Tix, tell the Cakes their order is being pushed back. But before you do it make sure it’s not urgent.” said Iron as he sat on the floor of the weapon storage room. Only one question remained in his mind after seven minutes of waiting. Why did Order order weapons? _________________________________________________________________________________________________ One profile of each or the characters will be put up at the end of each chapter. \/ Chapter I Profile \/ Name: Orion D. Wilder [Officer] Age: 20 Eye color: Brown Hair color: Black Height: 6‘1 Weight: 215.6 Race: Human, Native American Affiliation: Brotherhood of Steel, New Brotherhood of Steel, Enclave, and Common Wealth of Great Britain Rank: High General of the Brotherhood / Star Palidian of the New Brotherhood/ 4 Star General/ High Praetorian Karma: Neutral S: 10 P: 9 E: 10 C: 9 I: 10 A: 9 L: 9 Perks: Rad Resistance [25% more resistance], and Rad Requiem [75% more resistance], Grim Reaper’s Sprint, Action Boy, Solar Powered, Night Person, Infiltrator, Computer Whiz, Robotics Expert, Cyborg, Adamantium Skeleton, Animal Friend [Rank 2], Silent Running, Light Step, Strong Back [Rank 5], Commando, Sniper, Toughness, Bloody Mess, Iron Fist, Child at Heart, Nerves of Steel, Almost Perfect, Nuclear Anomaly. Master Perks: Hematophage, Wired Reflexes, Rad Regeneration, Auto Expert, Ghoul Ecology, Xenotech Expert, Covert Ops., Power Armour Training, Ant Might, Survival Expert, Booster Shot, Pitt Fight, Punga Power, and Superior Defender.