//------------------------------// // A dreamy sword // Story: FireFlare: an origin // by Piggynator //------------------------------// Flare woke up in a misty world. He tried to move but his body refused. He then saw a figure approaching him. He kept struggling and struggling until he was able to move his head. He turned to see the figure looking down at him. smiling. Staring. it sounded like it was whispering something. "You were chosen because of your courage and passion. Use your knowledge and accuire your chosen weapon." It whispered. Flare was puzzled by its words but as he was a bout to question the figure, it dissapeared. Flare was annoyed as he wanted answers. Flare awoke to find himself on his bed. It was a dream. But those words still rattled his thoughts as he put his jacket and scarf on. He was making some tea as he heard something come through his mailbox. He slowly went over to it and found a piece of paper at his door. He picked it up and went back to the kitchen. He made his tea and settled down in a chair as he opened the paper. He read it and spat out his tea like the fountain in canterlot. It was a map and a note. He hastily cleaned up his table and read the note. You were chosen to wield the blade. Your powers of fire, Your will power and knowledge of this world will be your guide. Go now. And seek out the blade. Before its too late... Flare fiddled with the note for a bit before realising its meaning. He looked at the Flare changer and suddenly got a burst of courage. He packed some snacks and bedding into his saddle bags and headed out. He rounded a bend and hurried as fast as he could along the road. He hadn't felt a rush like this ever since he got his cutiemark. He hurried past the town hall and spotted a mountain. He thought for a bit and decided to settle down and rethink his next move. He pulled out the map and using his orienteering skills, he found the mountain. He put the map away and headed up the mountain towards a cave. "hm... i think i'm getting close" he thought to himself. He peeked inside of the cave and to his surprise, it was dimly lit. He then noticed an old torch. He pressed the button on the Flare changer and soon he had transformed into fiery hoof. After a few moments, the torch was lit. He carried it in his mouth and soon came across two piles of wood and an alter. His first thought was too light the piles of wood so that he could see. He directed the flame from the torch and split it evenly which he then threw at the two piles of wood catching the alight. He slowly crept over to the altar and climbed the stairs. There it was. A blade that looked oddly like his primary colours. Red and orange. He felt proud as he got closer to the blade. It shone like the sun when Celestia moved it up to the sky. Flare didn't think much when he went too take it, but suddenly, some sort of creature swiped at him and sent him flying across the cave. Flare was in shock as the creature came closer. It looked like a bear that had been fused with a spider. Without a moment's notice, Flare leapt into action! He jumped into the air and started spinning a ball of fire in both hooves "EMBER GATLING GUN!" Flare shouted as lots of embers started shooting out of his hooves. The creature evaded with precise movements ast it started to charge at Flare. It knocked him flying a few feet and spat a weird goo at him. Flare landed and soon, the goo caught him off guard. He dodged as best as he could and soon, he could hear the creatures breathing heavy. He could tell now was the time to strike! He covered his hooves in a layer of Fire and charged at the beast. "FIRE HOOF SHOT!" he shouted. His back two hooves moved almost as fast as Rainbow Dash's wings when she performs a sonic rainboom. The creature started to flinch as 10 kicks were hitting it a second. Flare backed off as the creature fell to the ground with a loud THUMP! Flare breathed a sigh of relief as he regained his composure. "THATS ENOUGH!" a voice boomed across the hallway. Flare jumped with fright as he turned to see the same shadowy figure from his dream show up and floated over to Flare. apon instinct, Flare changed back to his normal self and slowly trotted over to the shadow. He inspected it for a few minutes. It was cold, like a wintery chill on a winter morning. it soon spoke. "it seems my creature was not as powerful as I thought. Nonetheless, you have proven yourself to be worthy of this blade" it said in a creepy whispering tone. The hairs on Flare's back were soon standing slightly on end. He shook himself a few times and proceeded to collect the blade. The sheath snapped forward onto Flare's body and soon came the epic part. Drawing the sword. He grasped it with both hooves and began to tug it. It slowly came out and soon, it was nearly out. suddenly, a ribbon like fire came and surrounded both Flare and the sword. It spiralled around him as he drew it out further. It was nearly out. He kept going and as soon as the tip was almost out, the ribbon like fire went into the flare changer. It shook violently. Flare grunted and with one last shout, it was out. He raised it up high with triumph. As he went to put it into the sheath, he could see a dragon made of fire inside the blade. The dragon disappeared and soon, Flare could keep hearing whispers and soon they went. He shook hi head and put the sword in the sheathe. He slowly made his way down the stairs and soon enough, he was at the caves entrance. He threw his saddle bags back on. The mountain was eerie. This was not what it was like on the way up. Suddenly, rocks started to fall! He went too power up and as he did, he could hear another whisper. You found the power, now use the power. Let the fire dragon burn!. Flare powered up to try and blast the rocks but no fire came out of his hooves! He unsheathed the sword and made a great leap. He opened his mouth to try and say something but all that came out was "Let the fire dragon burn!". The blade soon stated to glow and soon, a fire dragon came out of it and circled the blade. its head rested on the tip and without hesitation, Flare slashed with the blade. The rocks seemed to glint with a line inbetween them and soon, they split apart. Flare was baffled. What was this power? he soon landed and sheathed his sword a nd looked at his surroundings. He looked at the blade and shuddered. That was to much power. even by his standards. He decided that he should only use that power if his life depended on it. That power was not something to be used often. it was just to dangerous. He stood up, and was still in shock as to what he had done. He shrugged it off and continued down the mountain. The descent was slow as Flare wanted to take in the view of the mountain tops. It was a sight to behold. The clouds danced in the sunset as the sun was being lowered by celestia. The moon glinted like the sea at night as luna raised it up to the almost night sky. Flare walked down the mountain and gazed apon the sunset with eyes of awe. "I wish I had a camera to capture this moment. This is magical" Flare sighed. He checked the Flare changer. When it wasn't being used to fight crime, Flare had it on a watch setting. Not only for convinience, but also as to hide his powers. It was almost time to head home but he still had time to gallop home and grab his camera. So he did just that. He returned at breakneck speed and settled in a comfortable position. He settled on a hilltop and pulled out the camera. As he went to take it, he stopped. Something had fallen on his head. He looked up and rubbed his head. He was sat underneath and appletree so no surprise that an apple had fallen. All of a sudden, he felt hungry. Flare picked up the apple and inspected it. It looked very tasty. He took a bite and was blown away. It was crisp and juicy. Tasty! Flare took another bite. He kept going until there was only the core and tossed away the core. But he still kept a few seeds. Flare's mindset at the time was to plant them and head home. But instead, he stayed for a while longer. But as he went to get up, he remembered why he came back. The sunset! Flare whipped hs camera back out and snapped a few pictures. Flare breathed a sigh of relief as he put his camera back in his bags and headed home. He put his camera and bags down in his living room and flopped into his bed. Warping himself to sleep.