The tragedy of Sacanas

by Leondude


Chapter 1 - Prophetic dreams

As Sacanas slept, he was tossing and turning. Bits of magical energy spurted out of his horns as discomfort was written all over his face. He then slowly stopped moving all together as he felt like he was being frozen. In the darkness he saw a pair of green glowing eyes staring at him menacingly, and then he heard a deep but raspy laugh come from the shadows. And then......

WHAMP!

Sacanas woke up to realize he was lying down on the floor. It appeared he fell off while tossing and turning. As he was taking deep but quick breaths he looked at his hooves and relaxed when he noticed they were not frozen in any sort of way. "Oh thank Celestia" he said to himself "It must have been a nightmare". It had been three centuries since Luna became Nightmare Moon and was banished to....well...the moon. Since then, ponies and other creatures have resorted to herbal remedies (and in some cases, several pints of cider) to help them sleep in the night. But Sacanas felt that those remedies would impair his cognitive abilities (and in the cider's case, it's less of a feeling and more of a certainty). Naturally, such an occurence made him a little funny in the head, but not to the point where he would need to be institutionalized. He then decided to pour himself a glass of milk, but before he could do that, he looked into a drawer that has a big stick, lots of gemstones and crystals, some raw metals, and several tomes inside. "Good thing Celestia doesn't know about this, and with her sister's absence, she never will know about this" he whispered to himself.

Y'see, interesting fact about Sacanas is that he was born with three horns instead of one. How that happened is anyone's guess but it gave him an appearance that, coupled with his yellow eyes and dark red coat, made him look like something out of the pits of Tartarus. His condition also made his magic a little bit unstable, for lack of better words, as magic was shooting every which way when he tried to telekinetically lift something. Unfortunately, this meant that his parents abandoned him when he was only an infant. But luckily for him, he came under the care of a centaur who raised him as one of her own. And why am I telling you this now instead of saving it for a different chapter? Because I felt this chapter was short and needed some filler. But more shall be revealed in the oncoming chapters.