00 - Dream A Little Dream
I find myself walking along in total darkness. I feel no sensation, save that of my own flesh, and that of my bare feet against what seems like cold, damp stone. While not an uncomfortable experience, it can be a pretty boring one. Since it was the only thing available to me, I focus on myself.
Clothed only in tattered rags, I’m little more than skin and bones; my skeletal hands appearing to be more like claws, or at least they would if I had eyes to see them with. Around my head, a torn piece of dirty cloth is the only thing protecting my empty sockets from whatever the world has to throw at me. However, I am not defenseless.
As if in response to this statement, something moves in the silence. I freeze, listening to my surroundings.
…!...
There it is again, closer this time, and to the left.
“…Necromancer…”
From out of nowhere, I find myself surrounded by a mob of people, all screaming for my head. Stepping out of their midst, I am confronted by what appears to be a simple farmer, holding a pitchfork.
“Leave this place, monster!
He lunge at me, intent on running my through.
‘A monster, am I?’ I chuckle to myself, as I sidestep his attack with ease. If defending yourself against all who would destroy you is grounds for such a title, then I suppose I am a monster.
He turns, and advances again.
‘Ok, I’ve had enough.’
With a speed that defies my appearance, I reach out and rip the pitchfork from his hands and toss it aside. I bet he wasn’t expecting that.
His response leaves me speechless.
“Why won’t you just die!”
Looking away, I think about how many times I’ve heard thoughs exact words over the years?
I look back up at the peasant, only to find that both he and his mob have vanished.
I was alone again, so I set about my journey. What was my journey? At this point, even I’m not sure anymore.
My mind drifts away into the darkness…
When I next come back to myself, I'm climbing. I was scaling up the side of a massive building overlooking the sea. While the scenery around me was breathtaking, I only had eyes for my destination.
Looking down at me from the top window was a beauty beyond compare. Her skin was lightly tanned, and her short blond hair had just the faintest trace of brown at their roots. But what truly drew me in were her eyes. Deep brown, they stared at me, into my very soul. I could do nothing but continue to climb up…up to her. So intent I was on my prize that I barely registered that my form had changed into that of a young man, strong and true. All I knew was that I had to get to her, had to claim her. She was mine, and would be mine forever.
After a climb that seemed to take both forever, and no time at all, I finally reached her bedroom window, and climbed in. Looking around for my prize, I see her laying on a large, four poster bed, roses scattered about her.
On the wind, I catch an exotic, spicy scent. ‘Cinnamon’ I think absently as I approach.
She is completely bare, save for a small, white crystal bond to a chain around her neck, and an almost transparent sheet covering her to the waist. I reach my hand towards her, to take her into my arms, but as I do, she suddenly shoves me backwards. I stumble, and would have fallen back out the window, save from my outspread arms stopping me in time.
Looking back over my shoulder, I see that the beautiful scenery has been replaced with an infinite void, nothing as far as the eye could see.
Returning my attention to my betrayer, I see that she has been replaced with a knight in plate mail armor, bearing a red dragon and golden lion crest.
“No matter where you may hide, The Holy Empire will find you!”
Before I can even attempt to defend myself, he plants his rather heavy boot into the center of my chest, propelling me out the window, into the void.
For as long as I can remember, I have always felt its pull. That tingly sensation in the back of your mind, driving you forward; that feeling that if you can dream it, then you can make it be. That’s right, I’m talking about magic.
As a little boy, it was hard to control. Things would just happen. Accidents, injuries, and other misfortunes would befall those who hurt or insulted me. As you might imagine, it made me difficult to handle, and led to even more trouble. One day, it led me into a scuffle that would change my life forever.
I find myself sitting on a cloud, overlooking the village of Three Bends, my childhood home. Not exactly the center of the universe, but it had its moments. Below me, two boys are tussling about on the ground. The first was wearing a ragged blue tunic, synched at the waist with a leather belt. The other wore the more costly attire of a squire in training. While both boys were giving it their all, the squire seemed to be getting the upper hand. Eventually, he pinned the peasant beneath him, laughing as his opponent’s predicament. His laughter however, soon turned to screams of fright as he found himself suddenly flying through the air, straight into a nearby swamp. As he drags himself out of the muck, he looks up to see the peasant standing over him, arms crossed and smiling darkly.
That’s where it started, and even though the peasant would grow up and forget all about that confrontation, the squire never did.
I watch as the scenes unfold. Years later, when the two would meet again, the squire (now a knight)’s grudge would lead to him pursuing the peasant (now a budding necromancer) with a fervor that bordered on mania. I saw as the young necromancer faced conflict after conflict, and yet always came out the victor, if a little worse for wear. I continued to watch as the he went thought environs that would leave a lesser man broken. The taking of his sight, the breaking of his very name; all these things made him into the man he would become. Who I would become.
Even…the slaughter of my family.
I watch in silence as my younger self cradled the bodies on my parents, their blood soaking into his robes; his tears soaking into theirs.
As I continue to observe, I slowly become aware of another presence nearby. I turn toward my observer.
In the sky behind me is the largest moon I have ever seen. Etched into its surface were a series of craters that appear in the shape of a unicorn’s head and neck in profile. As I watch, the image seems to slowly turn in my direction, though how that’s possible, I’m not sure. Slowly, a smile works its way through my melancholy.
“Hello Mother.”
The image changes, almost seeming to gain a mischievous looks, before disappearing.
Before me appears one of the most majestic beings I have come to know. She is almost as tall as I am, despite walking on four legs instead of two. At first glance she appears similar in shape to the horses of my homeland, except for the addition of an impressive horn and set of wings. Her coat was a dark blue, while her mane seemed to hold the otherworldly appearance of the night sky.
She approaches me slowly, stoically observing the scene behind me, before letting out a sigh.
“What art we to do with thou”
I chuckled, “Most tend to hire assassins, but you always struck me as the kind of mare who would do her own dirty work.”
Her expression seems to soften at my words, and I’m sure I can see the barest traces of a smile showing through. She turns and starts back the way she came.
“Come. Walk with us.”
Taking her advice, I quickly catch up to her and walk beside her.
“How long where you watching? I ask.
“Long enough. “
As me continue along, her horn becomes encased in a deep blue aura. Suddenly, flashes of the visions that had assaulted my mind recently began to form around us.
“While we art aware of many of thy torments, we are curious as to this one.” She indicates toward the peasant from before.
“Him?” I laugh. “I met him once while walking through some backwater village. Apparently he was under the impression that I had come on some unholy crusade to make their lives even more miserable than they were. Funny thing is, I actually ended up venting necrotic magic over a nearby abandoned cemetery in order to safely get out of that one.”
She snorts at that. “What we mean is,”
“I know what you mean.” I sigh.
‘Why won’t you just die?’ How many times have I heard that over the years?
She seems to notice my mood, and changes the subject.
“Come! Tis about time thy arose. Today promises to be fruitful. Much to see! Plenty to do!
I chuckle at that, as we slowly walk into an ever expanding light.
All original My Little Pony characters are property of Hasbro. All other original characters in this story (so far 
) are the intellectual property of this stories original creator: Kytranis. Go read his story if you don't believe me. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental, and if anyone make that claim, they shall be summarily laughed at, and beaten with a wet salmon. 'Why a salmon' you ask? Because I'm all out of Gefilte fish.
Now that the legal sh
ts out of the way, I'm glad to (finally 
) announce the resurrection of Kytranis's Foal Necromancer. I've been wanting to do this for a while, but simply taking over another's story without sufficient reason is tantamount to declaring yourself the "Grand-High Pu-bar of Creation" ( Cake anyone?)
Anyway, I want to try to stick as close to the original story as I can, in terms of story line, but from there, I'm pretty much making it up as I go along. Anyone whose willing to help in this venture shall be welcome to assist. ( I big thank you to AppleTank for helping me get over a rather nasty bout of writers block. 
You Rock! Woo Whoo! )
On that note, what I'm trying to get started is a series of short stories between chapters that revolve around those loveable little troublemakers in the original story. (Thanks right, random reader! I'm talkin about Flutter-ponies! 
)
Anyone who wants to submit a short (or stories) (of Any length) is welcome to. I only ask that you try not to influence this story. I may end up taking ideas from the shorts ( That's not my hidden plan at all! Nope 
) but I might, and the shorts will help enrich the process between chapters (and also keep you from yelling at me too much if I take too long. 
)
At the end of it all, I'm still fairly new at this myself, so feel free to leave as many comments as you want, just try to keep it civil
(And No Spoilers!!!! 
)
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Well, this is interesting, can't rightly say I've ever seen a sequel (unofficial or not) come out for something not even finished yet. If this story has the original author's approval then all for you on picking this up, if not well that's a whole different kettle of fish. All in all not a bad start, I hope this goes somewhere.
5453250 well the original author hasn't been on for 58 weeks with no blog or anything explaining why.
If the original author comes back I hope he lets this stay. Looks like this will be a good read in the future.
A sequel for Foal Necromancer
And its good 
like and favourite 
5453333
If Kytranis were to return, I would gladly slap an AU label on this story and leave it to him. Until then, I hope to at least try to give one of my favorate stories closer.
it's about time somebody brought our favorite Necromancer back to life
Thank you for bringing this story up. It's nice to see our favorite necromancers return.
Hello there, I am a big fan of Kytranis's work. However, after I saw that the story isn't going to be updating any time in the foreseeable future, I often contemplated making a sequel myself.
And since you seemed to have beaten me to the punch, (not that I am complaining) I'd like to extend a helping hand in this endeavor of yours.
Let me start by pointing some editing mistakes:
"Leave this place, monster!"
Either that is "running my heart through" or "running me through"
the squire's, now a knight's grudge
How long where you watching?" I ask.
"Long enough." (you really need to pay closer attention to you quotation mark)
As I continue along? (this can be better phrased)
Anyway, these are the mistakes I managed to pick up. I am not a top tier editor, mind you, but I like the original story enough that I'd like to see this one reach a decent level of popularity.
5454231
Thanks for pointing those out. I always miss a few.
If you were planning your own sequel at some point, I wouldn't mind having some help with this one. Like I said, all that matters to me is that I stay true to the original.
If you have any chapter ideas, let me know. (Also Flutter-pony shorts --> hint hint
)
5454365
Chapter idea? I might come up with something if I have time. As for my sequel, it's nowhere near being short, which is why I'm putting it off till I'm done with the baggage I currently have to deal with.
If you need any help at all, just shoot me a PM. I'm always eager to help.
It's back back back, back again
5454365
is this officially part of the story line or is this more of a spin-off?never mind saw your comments on his page
This is actually pretty dam close to the original. Kudos.
My only fear now is that Kytranis sees this story as an excuse to leave the original unfinished.
5459150
well you kinda talking about guy who wosnt online in last 58 weeks :P
we can be pretty sure taht he wont finish itm but hey is story aboiut necromancy so ther is always chance it gonna come back from dead :>
Well sir, I have to thank you for firstly introducing me to the original story, and then for continuing it in a manner rather close to the original, so yeah, thanks.
Will have to take a look. Only nitpicking on the surface is that Foal Necro is labeled as Slice of Life, whereas you have Adventure labeled here and added Dark. While I'll admit sections of Foal Necro could be considered Dark, I wouldn't call it the overriding tag. Really a 50/50 shot though, been awhile since I've read Foal Necro.
5461655
You raise a valid point. Slice of life does better suit this story. Thanks for pointing that out to me.
5459773 I've followed stories on fanfiction. net that have gone on 4-10 year hiatus's (10 years and 3 months being the record. Stories on this site have just finished a two year hiatus- ironically one called 'The end'.
5462484
True, but I'm guessing that those authors still at least came online more than once a year for other reasons, right?
5468112 Don't know either way. Fanficiton doesn't tell you the last time someone was online, and the only stories they had faved were completed in 2005.
5468112
I'm...intrigued, to say the least. I just finished Foal Necromancer, so I can say that it did leave me wanting more, so I will fav, but withhold my like for now. I look forward to your future posts.
5468188
Actually it does tell you, if you click on them and look in top right corner it will tell you how long they were offline for, simple math will reveal the true date.
Will give this one a go when i find time I'm intrigued by your complete lack of faith in yourself, hold on, what i mean is that you've opened up yourself to feedback and help from others to make this story as close as possible to the original, which i admire.
5468755 Don't see anything like that.
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http://postimg.org/image/or1ov4r99/
Top right corner
5469325 read the comment again. I said FANFICITON.NET not fimficiton. Fimficton hasn't even existed for 10 years...
5469629 woops...
#can'treadbutincollege
sorreh
bound
Looks well so far can't wait to see the "continuation" of a favorite story.
Looks good. I hope for more. With that amaata or w/e her name was imortal white woman from the previous story coming for him.
5493233
"cant"
You got a fav from me. Can't wait to see more
I'm excited by the revival of an enjoyable story
. Good luck 
!
I like what little there is so far, so I am cautiously optimistic about this. I really liked the original, and I hope that this will live up to it.
That said, there are some minor grammar problems, and the "Ye olde English" is really bad. Not quite LOLcat levels of bad, but still quite bad.
Edit: I guess the grammar problems were a bit bigger originally, going by the comments. Of course, getting an editor would fix that.
Ok, as much as I love Foal Necromancer, I am sort of disappointed. But then this is just a first chapter. I am curious what are you going to do with this story.
5537192
I've got a few ideas myself, but for the most part, I'm planning to stay as true to the original as I can. Let me know if you think I've started to stray.
5537418 Well, so far there is nothing to say about straying, since all that was a dream. But if you want to stay true to the original (I personally want see Nightshade in school - and it was hinted in the original that that is what was to come) I cant wait for more.
And just like that month went by without any more updates ... seems like the update rate of the original will be reflected in this story as well. Staying as true to the original as can be - I like it.
But seriously - have you killed it already or can we expect more soon-ish?
5560992
No, it's not dead... again.
I'm working on the next chapter, life just keeps getting in the way
finally, somepony as decided to continue this story
I was so hannoid 
that there was no more deeding material to go through, even if it ended on a cute note
. I am looking forward on reeding more about this. Still whit what little is already made, it is very difficile to make a real opinion of this
.
Looking forward to more, though can't really say much about it so far.
Love too see where this goes... Keep on keeping on.
So ... update? Please?
skin and bones; my skeletal hands
[either]
--bones; my skeletal hands appeared to be
--bones, my skeletal hands appearing
“Leave this place, monster!
[you forgot " at the end]
He lunge at me
--He lunges at me [present tense]
aside. I bet he wasn’t expecting that.
His response leaves me speechless.
[new paragraph, hit Enter one more time]
times I’ve heard thoughs exact
--those
I was alone again, so I set about my journey
[you seem to be using present tense a lot, so switch to --I am--.]
[Though it may be easier for some for everything to be in past]
anymore.
My mind drifts away into the darkness…
[new paragraph]
I was scaling up the
--I am
the top window was a beauty
--is a
Her skin was lightly tanned
--is
drew me in were her eyes
--are
they stared at me
--stare
Returning my attention
[extra space]
the squire (now a knight)’s
--squire's (now a knight's)
I saw as the young
--I see the young
necromancer faced conflict after
--face conflict
I continued to watch
--I continue
as the he went thought environs that would
--as he went through (environments? situations?)
as my younger self cradled the bodies
--younger self cradle
“What art we to do with thou”
[period]
As me continue along
--we
“What we mean is,”
--"What we mean is --"
[or em dash. I don't know how to use that, so I just use double dashes]
I did say I was willing to help. All you need to do is give me your docs
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5815298
I know I'm behind on this, and I apologize. My only excuse is that I just moved halfway across the country, and my attention has been on other things. Hope to start up with again soon.
5818354
I can fix some stuff for you. Just, you know, give me all your links.
5818679
You'll be the first to know.
Looks very good so far!
Any news from Kytranis?
5902746
75 weeks of still dead.
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Please don't leave this story too
6026009
I haven't forgotten this story, it's just life's been keeping me from writing. I have been getting my ideas together though, and I have at least the next two arcs planned out.
Please bear with me!
6026170 nono I mean like the other guy did