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// Introduction 
// Story: Wrathful Skies: The Beginning of something GREAT. 
// by Omegaduck 
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Wrathful Skies was  getting ready to leave and was looking at his room one last time and went back to packing up his stuff he had packed some cans, a ball of rope, seven books one was a book on botany, three were daring do books, one was a survival guide, one guide for animals, and the last one was my side of the mountain, he also pack his sword and shield (duh), his bow and quiver of arrows (he taught himself), and a small medical kit with gauze and disinfectants. With that do he took one last look around him and went to his mom and dad one last time. 

He found his parent and told them he was ready they told them they love him and to come visit when ever wants he gave mom a kiss and dad a hug and left.

As he was leaving he turned to look at his parents one last time and saw them waving tears running down their eyes he waved one last time and was off. When he was out of sight that is when the tears started to fall he had to stop because he realized that this was the first time he was off on his own. His adventure into the big world was starting even though he was sad he started to fell a fire start inside him the desire to go out and help people. 

After traveling for about six hours it started to get dark and he set up camp for the night. He went get a drink from a near by river and looked down and saw himself along with the sword and shield he had moderate hair that ended in spikes, his coat was a light blue and mane was deep blue with purple splatters, his cutie mark was a sword and shield in front of a forge, he had a moderate stature but was still had muscles from the training he went through. After 30 minutes of cooking he had a meal ready and was getting really hungry he made forest salad with plants he found around him he used his book on botany.

Wrathful started to lay down to sleep when he started to remember the times he spent with his family. His father Furious Blade taught him everything he needed to know about sword fighting from blocking to their secret technique the five pace slash. His father was a unicorn so he had to adapt the training for his son it was a lot harder then normal. Furious was a gentle stallion but can still beat the hell out of you, he also was a grizzly grey and black unicorn, he was fun to be around unless you got on his bad side, his cutie mark was a flaming sword surrounded by water to show he was hot but can still keep his cool.

Him memories started to move on to his mother Flaming Hammer who taught how to cook and how to work the forge. His mother was a Vampony like him she had a light blue coat with a blue mane, her cutie mark was a hammer hitting an anvil, she was a sweet and beautiful mare who you can't do any bad around. After five long years he mastered the forge and his mother let him make his first sword he worked 5 month on it designing it, molding it, and finally building it that sword is the one he has now. She taught to cook and to never waste a single scrap he found out he loved to cook after he made his first dessert Double chocolate chip cookies from that day forward he help his mom cook when ever he could. 

His sword its hilt is a dragon skull shape with a serpent handle, the blade is a simple broad sword design but has runes etched in it to give it a sharper blade. His shield contained his family's coat of arms a griffin posed to strike and red and blue pattern behind it, along with the Celtic knotting around the whole thing. After the trip down memory lane he fell asleep.