Earth, year 19XX. During the gypsy war of the world.
The morning is crisp and dry, as one of the King's men surround a small cottage...
A child, just born, is being held by his mother. His mother is the leader of the gypsy camp that has been living in peace for many years. That is, until she committed the most evil of things to get revenge upon the king. His mother, a person who did not want any harm done to her people, sold her son's soul to a demon when he was born. The child is now a child of darkness, cursed to be damned for all of eternity, but one of the kings men walk up to the woman before she could strike back and defend her people. The man and the woman looked at each-other, but no one seemed to notice, in fact, it seemed as time stood still.
"Leader of the gypsy camp of Mordik, I am a messenger of the king of-" his voice is cut off by the woman's loud breathing, which she slows down,"- and I have an offer that you may like to hear."
"Messenger of the Dark Lord, why has thou come to my camp during our battle? Doesn't thou know we are fighting a war here?" the mother asked kindly,"I have had enough deals with you demons. You come to our camp while my father was dying and tell me if I wanted to save him, yet you did not tell me of the price..."she said with more of an angry tone.
"I have come to make one final deal with you. My lordship will give back the soul of your child, but in return, the child will be sent to a different realm. A realm of peace. The child will be forced to do a single job for my lordship, and that job is to... live." the messenger said,"This battle will continue on, but a summoner on the world of peace will summon your child to do his one job. You must decide now."
The mother was baffled, she knew that if she rejected, her son will be in Hell, but he would get a chance in the peaceful world. She had only an eternity in this frozen time period to choose, but she had already made up her mind.
"I accept, but at least let me have one wish for my son in this new world." the mother said," I wish for my child to never know of humanity, for he will despise me for what I have done. I ask of you only that..."
"It shall be done," and with that, the man vanished, and the battle started.
The mother picked up her sword,"Come at me, you damn ogres!" and with that, she charged into the battle, where the gypsy camp had it's first victory.
The mother went to her child's room and saw that he was gone.
"Goodbye my son, I wish you to have a peaceful life. Never remember us humans and our struggles, be free." the mother said sadly, tears escaping her eyes as she lay on the floor in a fetal position.
The day Nightmare Night, a cottage in the Southern Jungles of Equestria is being covered with weird energy.
The inside of this cottage is full to the brim with scriptures so complicated, only a fool could even attempt at re-creating them. An old stallion lives in this house, his wife and child had passed away earlier that year, and he wishes for a son. A son just like his own child, he doesn't care what race, be it; Gryphon, dragon, pegasus, earth, unicorn, or even timber wolf. he just wants someone to care for, someone to ease his kind,old heart.
This old stallion's name is Amphitryon the Bearded, a secret decedent to Starswirl the Bearded. He was chased out of his home town of Canterlot after committing a near-damnable act. He almost released Discord with a spell, for he wanted Discord to conjure him a loved one from the grave. Amphitryon looks upon the altar of the the true lord of chaos, who no one will ever know his name. The man started to cry unto the altar,"My lord, I just wish for a child to call my own, it is all I wish, it is all I want." the man pretty much broke into tears.
The altar started to glow, surprising the old man to nearly having a heart attack as it said,"Amphitryon the Bearded, I hear your call, and I shall grant it. This human child, from a land of pure saddness an greed, shall be your son. You must mak sure he grows up nice and strong, for he is destined for great things. In his world, there is no magic, but here? Their magic goes beyond that of a trained royal guard when they are just children. They were banished to the realm that they are in by the lord of Order, and you will see to it that this fake Order is stopped. This child is yours, but when he grows up, never tell him of humanity. Or I will make sure you can never speak again."
"Y-y..... YES! Oh my lordship, I agree to all of these terms.. now where is this child?" Amphitryon asked with joyful tears in his eyes.
A circle through space and time opens, looking as if a gash had been cut onto the universe. The circle was a sphere, but it appeared two-dimensional, for it was the same color all around. A loud humming sound can be heard, but another sound is heard as well... a sound that sounds like the crying of a new-born colt after being scared. A weird shaped animal is forming inside the circle, and as it is doing that, a weird golden shimmer of pure energy wrapped around the child.
"This child, is no longer the child of a gypsy witch, but he is now Hercules, the Son of Darkness. This is your child, you must love him, for he is one of your own now. This is farewell, Amphitryon the Bearded. Have a good life."
Amphitryon just looked upon the child in his arms, and smiled at him. He watched as the circle closed, and a weird item fell through, along with a note saying,'Keep this item safe, foe when the child is ready, this will turn into his greatest friend. And his worst enemy.....
The child looked upon Amphitryon and giggles. All tension Amphitryon had felt is now gone, for he knows what he must do....