Flare's Descent to Madness

by tasteless trash


Flare's Blade

Flare walked down the street of Ponyville. He brushed past some ponies. As he walked down the street, he heard some yelling behind him. As he turned around, Flare was knocked over. He hit the ground and groaned. He got up and shook his head. He looked at the other pony, ready to get slightly mad.
Flare realized it was Lyra. Flare apologized. "I'm so sorry... Lyra is it?" The pony got up.
"Oh I'm sooooo sorry! Can I apologize?" She seemed embarrassed by this. Flare realized he was blushing.
"Oh, no, the fault is all mine. Anyways, why were you running?" Flare inquired of this.
"Oh, there was a friend I was going to meet here." Flare heard a voice behind him. He turned around to a pony.
"Hey, Lyra! What's up with this stranger?" She greeted them both.
"Oh, Bon-Bon! Yeah, I kind of ran into him." She explained.
"Which was all my fault!" Flare chimed in. "Can I apologize by buying you some ciders?" They agreed on this, and got ciders. It filled his mouth with a delicious taste. Flare left, and picked up two apples on the way home. Flare arrived in his room. Suddenly, a bird arrived at his window.
It flew in, and flashed. He was greeted by a Changeling. "Message for you." The Changeling gave him a letter. He opened it. It was a letter from the queen.
Hello, Flare.
I have found much info that may help you. You can use this to retrieve the other elements of harmony. I hope this can help your adventure. And one more thing! Your sword, it is no normal sword. It is the sword Elbrus, The Binding Blade. This has been passed through your family, and it is slightly magical. It can transform into other weapons, like a dagger. This should help with this, I have attached instructions. That is all the info I can bestow upon you at this time. If I receive any other information, I will make sure that you can recieve it.
Good luck,
Changeling Queen.
The changeling had flown away. Flare did a quick read of the instructions. Flare grabbed the blade. As he turned into a human to put it on, he realized something. His hand... was messed up. It was black. It could only be described as Changeling. He put a glove on it. If I want to get back, I have to deal with side effects of tools.
He grabbed his sword, and with the blade brightly glowing, changed it into a dagger. His mouth gaped at this. He looked at the harsh light and transformed Elbrus into an ax. It worked!
He switched it into a dagger, and attached it to his normal dagger sheath. He put the old dagger in his makeshift bag. He decided with this new ability, he could take on the next holder of the elements of harmony.