//------------------------------// // Prologue: Part I... // Story: War of Ali: New and Improved Version // by Soviet_Minister //------------------------------// Dell. Dell, just like any other unicorn, had a good childhood. He had plenty of friends, who would support him in anyway they could. And like alot of his friends, he had a few fantasies. a few of them involved becoming a Superpony, or training to be part of the Royal Guard. But unlike his mates, he had a single fantasy that ruled over the rest. A fantasy that, if came true, could put the entirety of Equestria in jeapordy. Death to all royalty. He didn't know why he hated royalty, or why he wanted them dead. He just did. There was no explanation. No reason. Nothing. The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to destroy them. As he grew up, the fantasy grew stronger, more powerful. It was starting to become more of an obsession then a fantasy. He would lay in his bed, thinking up all kinds of way's to torture them, to mame them, to kill them. He would have several pictures of Luna and Celestia, burning, cutting, shredding them into pieces. He would grab toy ponies, paste the faces of Celestia, Luna and other members of royalty on the head of the dolls, and do horrible things to them. Stab them. Decapitate them. Burn them. Numerous other things. Somehow, Dell's parents found out that he had been doing this stuff, and took him to a psychiatrist. Dell spents 3 months visiting his psychiatrist, back and forth, telling the shrink what he wished, what he dreamed about. On his last visit, his parents were called into his room, but Dell was to be left just outside the room. Dell tried to listen to what was being said in the room. He could definitely hear chatter, but he could not make out what they were saying. After a while, the door opened, and his parents slowly walked out. They looked at him, a kind of sadness filling their eyes. His Dad was the first to speak up. "Son, it's time for you to go in. All you have to do is sit in there, listen cloesely to what he has to say, and come out. Then we can all go home, and no more shrink, ok?" "Sure thing Dad.", replied Dell, barely listening as he was playing with a new toy his parents had bought him. "Master Dell, please, come in. We need to chat.", said the shrink, Dell still unable to remember his name. Dell hopped down from his chair, giving the toy to his parents amd walked into the shrink's massive office. "Have a seat, Dell." Dell spied the down-sized seat, which was opposite the shrink. "So, Mister Dell, let's sta-" "What was your name again?", Interrupted Dell, seemingly oblivious that the shrink was talking. "Well, my name is Nuero Dyne, which is an unusual name I know, but my parent's seemed to like it, so oh well." Nuero Dyne. Nuero Dyne. Nuero Dyne. Dell reapeated the name several times in his head, determined to remember the name this time. "Now, as I was saying, lets start by asking you some more questions." "Oh man. Please, no more questions. Can't you just tell me what is with my head?", complained Dell, not willing to listen to anymore 'Questioning'. Nuero Dyne just seemed to stare at Dell, as if he were trying to look into his very soul. "Mhm... Well, I guess we could just tell you what you have, but that would be against your parents' wishes. But, I guess it is better to just tell you, to get it all out of the way. You have severe Depression, Anxiety, Schizophrenia, and misonophobia.", explained Nuero, simutaniously jotting something down on a sticky note. "Well, since we skipped all of the questions and all, you are free to leave, Master Dell. Goodbye." And with that, Dell hopped off of his chair, and walked out of the door, only to find that his parents were nowhere to be found. "Mum? Dad? Where are you?", asked Dell, a worried tone entering his voice. It was then he noticed that everybody in the lobby was on the floor, not dead, nor asleep, but bowing. He looked around at all of the people, until he stood there staring at dark blue legs, complete with hoof-boots. "Well, young colt. It seems we haven't met before." The regal female voice was talking to him, Dell finally realised. "Well? Aren't you going to look up?" Dell, who realised he was still staring at the floor, looked up, and his face turned to an expression of instant hatred. Numerous gruesome images entered his head, even more ideas sprung into his imagination. Luna. Dell's first thought was, *Why is Luna in a Psychiatric's waiting lobby?* Then he remembered. Luna had been trapped on the moon for one thousand years. Of course she would have some mental issues that needed some sorting out. Yet, despite the kind voice and gracious attitude, he despised her. Dell wanted to jump, and rip her head off. He wanted to use his magic to lift every object in the room, anything sharp, and impale her as brutally as he could. And he could, if he tried. He'd found out that he was exceptionaly talented at using his magic throughout his younger years. "Dell, I believe? Well, I've heard about you. And I know some things about you that others don't. As how you are extremely talented with your magic." How the... How did she know that? "I know alot of things, Dell." She can read minds!? What the hell? "Yes, I can. Well, I best not be late for my appointment! Good day, Dell." Luna past Dell with such grace, that only her older sister could rival her. Dell, internally enraged, noticed that his parents were still missing. He looked around one last time, and saw them, still bowing, near the door. "Mum, Dad, you can get up now." said Dell, impatient to leave. His life was back to normal for three months, nothing but school, his toys, and his over-ruling fantasy. His parents were relieved that there were no more sessions to attend. Until the letter came. A letter, complete with the Royal Insignia, was found in their letter box, addressed to Dell. He read over it, the letter stating that he had been automatically accepted into Luna's Magic Academy. His mind spun, the very fact of a letter from royalty made his blood boil. Why would they pick him, out of all unicorns? Why not one of his friends? But, there was no point complaining about it now. Besides, it would be a perfect chance to hone his skills, and destroy the two Alicorn sisters.