//------------------------------// // Prologue-The Dragon Winged Colt // Story: Harmony and Balance // by BlazingShadowBrony //------------------------------// The Dragon Winged Colt This story begins in Sky City, the second pegasus capital of Equestria. At this specific time, a very important mare is giving birth. "AUGH!" screamed the mare, whose brilliant, blue colored fur was covered in sweat and her orange mane was horribly frizzed. "The foal's almost here! Now Push!" the stallion urged through his muzzle mask. "Hnng! AUGH! Hnnng! HAAAH!" the mare gasped as crying filled the room, "I-Is the foal okay, Redwing?" The stallion, who had gone unnoticed by anypony in the room simply replied, "I don't know, Shining Star. Is everything alright, doc?" The stallion who had sat quietly, handed the foal to the waiting nurse pony and turned to the concerned parents, "C-Congrats! It's a dragon-winged colt!" The mare's face was stuck in shock and her husband simply fainted. Seven years later-Sky City Flight School Firewing was watching some of the pegasi from a local performing group named the Cloud Cutters. He was fascinated with all the tricks they were pulling off: loopty-loops, barrel rolls, twists and turns, in obstacle courses even the Wonderbolts wouldn't have made it through. In fact, one pegasus inparticular caught his attention, the leader of the flying wonders, Cumulus Striker. That pegasus alone made Firewing shudder with pure happiness! He suddenly heard a laugh that made his fur crawl. "Hahahaha! I see you're still stuck to cloud walking. What's wrong Wirewing?* Still envying the flying pegasi?" Firewing turned to the colt who spoke so lowly of him. There he stood, his coat a pristine white that could show off the smallest speck of dust, and his mane was so blond, it was almost golden! He was being followed by two other colts who were slightly less stunning to look at, the only differences were their coat colors, one was a dull grey while the other was a copper-like color, and their mane's intensity. "Still can't go anywhere without your lackeys I see, Golden Crown." Firewing said, getting two growls from the colts that accompanied the stuck-up snob. "Why don't you take your white flank somewhere else? I'm busy." "I can't do that, the teacher is looking for you, so I offered to come and get you." Golden Crown smiled wickedly as he said this, "Isn't that right, Fetlocks?" He turned to the larger of the three, who only silently nodded his head. Firewing only shook his head, the blazing red mane atop his head swayed, "What point is it going to class if my wings make it too hard to fly, hmm?" He flexed his orange, dragon-like wings to emphasize his point, "Now would you mind? I'm about to barf from looking at your face." The sunset-orange colt turned on his hooves and plopped down on his flank. "But we got asked to give you flying lessons if you didn't come back, as punishment." The white colt tilted his head enough for his two friends to get the point and they snuck up behind the unsuspecting colt. "First thing's first, you might learn out of necessity." Firewing got the feeling that somepony was behind him, and when the white pegasus said something about learning out of necessity, he put two and two together and came up with horse-apples. He turned only to be tackled by the two stronger pegasi. "Hey! Lemme go!" "Not until the first lesson is over. Fetlocks! Stronghoof! Let him take a dive." The two colts obeyed and positioned Firewing over the edge of the cloud. Just when they were about to let go, they heard a voice coming from below them, "Go jump off a cloud! You colts can't fly either!" Accompanying the voice was a colt, about the same age as the four other ponies on the cloud, he was flying, granted his wings were the size of a full grown pegasi's. "Beat it! Or else!" "Aaaggghhh!" screamed Stronghoof as he galloped away with Fetlocks in close pursuit. "Get back here, you dolts!" screamed a very angry Golden Crown, "I'm not done with you." At that, the large-winged colt flared his wings, and scared the spoiled pony away. He turned to Firewing and smiled, now that he could see him better, he noticed he was colored a very strange shade of yellow, like a lightning bolt mixed in with the clouds at early sunrise. His mane was styled so that it covered his eyes, but Firewing saw their color, they were the same color as his fur, like the sky at sunset. "Hi! My name's Stormy Skies. What's yours?" he asked, his voice giving Firewing a feeling of uneasiness, he sounded like all the jocks who made fun of him, a deeper, scratchier voice that only belonged to those who could fly fast. But his eyes got rid of that feeling, instead giving him a feeling of hope that this pony wasn't trying to make fun of him. "Um...my name is Firewing," the orange colt said while pawing at the cloud beneath his hooves. Firewing was never really good at talking to other ponies first, and even then he was very shy about it, though not as shy as a filly he met once in Cloudsdale. He had met her when she fell on him, and the result had been a very long, very awkward silence as the two foals tried to hide their blushes. It was eventually broken when a colt started picking on her and Firewing took the initiative by having a few mean words with the colt." They were separated when Firewing's parents took him home a week later. "Your wings are cool!" the yellow colt said, breaking Firewing out of his memories, "I mean, how does it feel to have a claw on your wing?" Though Firewing was confused at why Stormy wasn't asking normal questions, he was happy they were questions, "Well, its like having an extra limb. I can move it like the rest of my wing, see?" Firewing stretched out his wing and wiggled the claw around on it's own, which gained a small 'ooh!' from Stormy. "Hey! I just noticed you're a blank flank!" at this Firewing's confidence plummeted to the ground below, until he heard Stormy say something else, "Me, too!" Firewing looked up and saw the colt's empty canvas of a flank. "Now we're not like that stuck up snob at all!" Stormy smiled so wide that his face nearly tore in half. Firewing couldn't have been happier, not only did he find somepony with an unusual wing condition, but this pony hated Golden Crown as much as he did. The young colt could almost imagine the white colt's golden blond tail on fire, just like the rhyme. Liar, liar, tail on fire. Hanging from a high wire. Just then, a very loud boom startled the two ponies. Firewing was sent flying out of his daydream so fast he actually flew out of it, eyes wide and trying to control his movements, he even flew upside down before righting himself. Stormy, however, was not so lucky, as his first reaction was to run, and he ran fast! Too fast, as he ran right into a cloud pillar**, he was stunned and shaken. Firewing was about to go and help Stormy when he smelled something burning. He looked around and saw he was burning, his tail to be exact, but he didn't feel it, in fact it wasn't even hot. It was warm, very warm, and when he thought of what his thoughts were earlier, he changed them to match his tail going out, and it did. He laughed as a small flash alerted him of his flank. He turned and saw a dragon wing, like his, with fire trailing off of it, his cutie mark! He landed and went over to Stormy and saw he was stuck in the cloud. "You look like you could use some help." Firewing said, getting ready to pull on the stuck pegasi's tail. "THAT WAS AWESOME! I-I-I *sniff* ah! Ah! AH! AachooooooooUMF!" Stormy sneezed and shot right out of the cloud, and landed a few feet away. What he didn't know though, was that his sneeze was paired with a large boom of thunder, which caused Firewing to jump again. Storm looked at the pillar he was just stuck in and saw the large hole in it. "Did my sneeze do that?" he asked Firewing who flew over to him, a smile plastered on his face. "Sneeze? You shot lightning out of your nose! Try thinking of lightning coming out of your hoof!" The yellow pegasus complied, and laughed when electricity crackled at the end of his hoof, "I can control lightning? Sweet!" he pumped his forelegs in the air as a small flash on his flank showed the arrival of his cutie mark. "Hey! I know what we should do!" Firewing said. "What?" Stormy asked, now flying like Firewing. "Let's go scare that Golden Crown all the way to the moon!" "Yeah!" "Hey, Stormy?" "Yeah?" "Can we be friends?" "We already are." The two friends trotted away, blissfully unaware of the circular rainbow above them. End of prologue! *Wirewing is the nickname that Firewing got because his wings were like they were full of unbending wires anytime he tried to fly. **Pegasi find clouds made into buildings and other thing like them hard, for Stormy this is like an earth pony running into a wall. Author's Note: I have extended this chapter first to give an insight on what Firewing's life was like before he made his second ever friend! His first friend seems to be an extremely shy Pegasus who hails from Cloudsdale, I WONDER WHO THAT COULD BE!!! *insert trollestia.jpg* Anywho...I am currently taking every chapter down and reworking them into somthing a bit more stable. So read the prologue! And remember...muffins! All hail the muffins!