Celestia sat in the throne room, trying not to listen to a pony by the name of Gold Bit, who was attempting to persuade her to let him borrow money so he could replace his '"stolen" stock of jewelry. It was another boring day, listening to the nobles complain about everything from minor mishaps to laws that didn't even apply to them! She almost wished that Discord would break out again. All she wanted was a little excitement...
"Princess Celestia!" Shining Armor, captain of the guards, charged into the throne room. "We have an emergency!"
'I didn't actually mean it', she sighed before addressing the crowd. "Everypony, I would like you to vacate the palace immediately and return to your homes." Eventually, when everypony had left, the guards 'helping' the more reluctant ones along, Celestia turned and addressed Shining Armor.
"Now what is the problem?" She asked politely, in a good mood now that the nobles were gone.
"Another one of the statues is gone!" Shining reported. Celestia's eyes widened. "which one?", she asked worriedly.
"The one beside Cunning, named Rage."
Celestia straightened and seemed to gasp for breath before re-establishing eye contact with the captain of the guards.
"Alert my sister immediately! You!" She pointed to a pegasus guard near the throne room doors, "Find Rage and keep an eye on him!"
Shining Armor and the pegasus guard bowed before charging off to follow their respective orders.
Celestia sighed again and massaged her forehead with her front hooves before summoning a quill and parchment out of thin air. 'This is going to be a long day' she thought as she began to compose a letter to her faithful student.
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POV: 7000 years ago: Earth
"Alright, Jimmy, I'll see you later!" I called. My best friend waved a farewell before jumping into his Mustang and shooting off down Main Street. I watched him disappear out of sight before turning and heading over to my well-dented white pick-up. Jimmy was one of a kind. He was the only guy I knew who could get pulled over for going fifty over the speed limit and not get so much as a ticket, all because he just so happened to have a box of donuts in his passengers seat.
I sighed. I was going to miss him when he moved to Montana in three days, but at least we had successfully set up a farewell party for him tomorrow. As I climbed into my truck, the first thing I noticed was the smoke. It wasn't thick, but it tainted the air with a passion. I looked towards the passengers side to see if I could identify the cause. I found it. The "cause" of the sickly smoke was wearing a black leather biker jacket, a Call of Duty T-shirt, combat boots, sunglasses, and wore a red bandanna over his forehead. In his mouth sat the biggest cigarette I had ever seen. He looked over at me and raised his sunglasses with one of his middle fingers.
"Sup, Chris?"
A strange biker guy who had snuck into my truck and who knew my name. Needless to say, I tried to vacate the vehicle as fast as I could, only to discover that the doors were locked. And those locks weren't budging.
"Woah! Hey! Hey!" He said, waving his hands a little. "I'm not here to hurt you, I just wanna talk."
Seeing as I had no choice, I sat back nervously and nodded for him to continue. He grinned.
"Name's Ares by the way." I raised an eyebrow.
"Like, the God of War Ares?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. His grin widened. "That's me."
"So what do you want? Money? Steal my truck?"
His grin disappeared. "You don't seem to understand. I am Ares, god of war.
I shook my head stubbornly. "Not possible. He doesn't exist."
"Is that so? The biker leaned towards me and stared me in the eyes. "Look."
Not wanting to look scared, I obliged, and even to this day, no matter how hard I try, I will never forget what I saw.
In a few seconds, I saw every battle that had ever taken place on Earth. I saw every victory and every defeat. The Egyptians, Greeks, Nazis, Samurai, Aztecs.... I witnessed every war fought by any civilization, and every death that occurred. Blood soaked fields, burning towns and cities, decapitations and duels.... all of it flashed before my eyes, ending with a very recognizable mushroom shaped cloud.
Ares blinked and the visions faded. I jerked back, slamming into the door with enough force to make the truck rock. I realized that I as sweating buckets and that I was shivering, but not from the cold.
"W-w-wh......" Words failed me.
Ares lowered his glasses. "This is a normal reaction. Now then, listen carefully. The god of war does exist, and he is currently sitting in your tuck, and," a scroll appeared in his hand. "He has a proposition for you."
"But why me?" I ask, still shaken by the experience. "I'm no war hero, nor am I a great fighter."
Ares leaned forward. "That's just it," he said, "You could be. You already have the fire inside you, all you need is a way to channel it."
"And if I don't want any part of this? What if I want you to leave and then I forget this whole ordeal?"
Ares smiled an evil smile and held out the scroll towards me. "Then your friend doesn't make it to Montana."
I paused, then reached out and grabbed the scroll gingerly. "What sort of proposition?"
You could have seen Ares's grin from the moon.
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POV: Present day: Canterlot
As I approached the main gates, I noticed a sudden increase of guards that I had to dodge. Either security had been upgraded during my imprisonment, or the princesses had already been notified of my escape. And from the way the class had fled, I was going with the unfortunate latter. I peered around a corner of the palace. S***! That were too many guards for me to deal with unless I got angry, and strangely, I just wasn't feeling it.
'Looks like I'll have to find another way.' I thought as I turned and began to sneak back the way I had come.
I had made it back to the garden, when I recieved what could only be described as blunt force trauma to the back of my head. I staggered for a few steps before straightening and looking around for whatever had almost caused my head to cave in. I heard snickering, which caused me to look up and see a cyan colored pegasus glaring down at me with an evil little smirk on her face.
"Hold it right there!" The yell caused me to whip around. On the other side of the garden stood both princesses and five smaller ponies. Counting the cyan one, that made six small ponies. Wait....six ponies.... I looked closer. Sure enough, around their necks and on one's head were what I could only assume were the elements of harmony! As I stared, I suddenly registered that someone was talking.
"Pardon?" I asked. Something about that phrase seemed nostalgic.
My question wasn't answered with words. Instead, the immediate area was covered in a extremely bright light. I looked up, only to see a large rainbow coming down towards me.
'Damn it!'
I felt a little insulted really. Instead of directly confronting me and engaging in some witty banter, they had decided on a sneak attack in order to prevent me from transforming! Not that I had felt like it anyways.
All I could do was watch the rainbow. As it approached, I suddenly felt something....something that I hadn't felt in a long time....
I felt fear....
I...I was afraid. I tried to move, but my legs had frozen. There was no way I was getting out of this one.
"N-n-n-nooooo!!!!!" I screamed. I had just gotten free! I didn't want to go back now!
Then the rainbow enveloped me and everything went dark.