This is war

by Thebomb


The giving one

As they flew to Taturas, Dax saw Dragons looking at him fly, they probably want him for dinner but he didn't care at the moment. All he was worrying about was the dragon, giving one. Was he like him with powers, or was he just a simple Dragon. Dax flew closer to Spike to ask him a question.
"Hey Spike do you know who the giving one is?!" asked Dax trying to tell Spike even though the wind was making it hard to hear.
"What did you say?" asked Spike trying to hear.
"I said do you know the giving one!?" yelled Dax, Spike heard this time.
"No clue!" yelled Spike.
"There!" yelled Spike pointing to Taturas. It was the most scariest thing Dax has ever seen. They flew in.
"I think he's here." said Dax. It was a very large cave.
"GIVING ONE! ARE YOU IN THERE!" yelled Dax not knowing what to expect. He heard some noise from inside the cave, it was too dark for him to see. Then a dragon came out, not fully but enough.
"What do you want?" demanded the dragon.
"We are looking for the Giving one." said Dax. The Dragon slowly came out, it was the biggest Dragon Dax has ever seen. The massive Dragon reveled itself.
"I'm the giving one." said the dragon.
"I heard that you can help me with my inner form." said Dax.
"Ah your inner form the lighting wolf." said the dragon.
"H-how do you know I'm the lightning wolf?" asked Dax.
"I know because I created you." said the dragon.
"Here follow me." they folllowed him inside the cave, it was dark but not too dark.
"About two thousand years ago, when I was about a little taller than you." he pointed his claw at Spike.
"There was the dragon wars, ponies vs Dragons. The humans never got involved. Anywho, when my dad was in the war, I was thinking about how to end the war, by not using the elements of Hamony. It hit me, I went to Celestia,and she said the idea was pure chaos. My idea was to give three unique people the ability of Fire, Lightning, and Earth. When I got back I got news that my dad died. I pushed myself creating the powers myself, it took years and years, but after 100 years of fighting. I selected one person from each different nation. Celestia, Jack, and myself. We stopped all wars." he sighned.
"Weres this Jack I sure that he can he can help me with Thorax." said Dax.
"That's the thing he died a long time ago by using his special form. I know you want to defeat Thorax but you can't use your special form it will kill you." said the dragon.
"Well is there another way I can use my powers in my form without dieing?" asked Dax the dragon shook his head.
"Well you can go see Jackson, who is the great, great, grandson, of Jack." suggest the dragon.
"Were do I find Jackson?" asked Dax.
"Follow your thoughts you will find him. Also if all else fail, the key to use your powers is to combine your powers together." said the dragon going back in his cave. They started to fly back.
"What was he talking about when he said follow your thoughts?!" asked Spike.
"I don't know but I believe that where going to find out." said Dax. They flew over Ponyville heading straight for Canterlot.
"Hey Dax where are you going, Ponyville is back there." said Spike.
"Were going to pay a visit to Celestia." said Dax. Spike gulped. This wasnt going to be good. Dax barged the door open.
"Celestia we need to talk." said Dax. Everyone left the room, it was Celestia, Spike, and a angry human.
"Where is Jackson?" asked Dax.
"Jackson the great-great grandson of Jack. I don't know but you have to follow your thoughts." said Celestia.
"Well the giving one said that too, how do I follow my thoughts?" asked Dax.
"You talk to him in your thoughts you will find him." said Celestia.
"Ok I'll talk to him in my mind!" he said sacrcasticly
"I'm serious!" yelled the Princess.
"SO YOU BELIVE THAT I CAN TALK TO SOME RANDOM PERSON IN MY HEAD! WHAT'S NEXT, OH LET'S SEE I WENT TO TATURAS I SAW MY GIRLFRIEND DIE AND YOU BELIVE THAT I CAN TALK TO SOMEONE IN MY HEAD!" yelled Dax.
"Dax control yourself." she took a step back.
"CONTOL MYSELF! AHHH NOOOO!" yelled Dax as his anger took over. He was slowly turning back to the lightning wolf. He stomped the ground so hard that the ground shoke. He was now the lightning wolf, and he was hungry.