//------------------------------// // Rise of the Lycans // Story: An American Werewolf in Equestria // by Ron Jeremy Pony //------------------------------// Rise of the Lycans An American Werewolf in Equestria Sequel Introduction ‘The Times are a Changing The dark ancient powers of Equus that had long since been buried by history, forgotten by the modern pony, and certainly unknown to the current generation had long since started churning. The attack of King Somba against the Crystal Empire with the changelings, were Timberwolves, and other creatures fed the ancient powers. Long locked away places like Mount Gloom began to see new life, and for an ancient evil his prison showed the first signs of strain. Laughing evilly he tested the ancient bars. Their magic, which had been formed from friendship and love, had begun to wear down. He pressed his massive bulk against them and the first creak and crack in well over three thousand years echoed. “Majesty you were a fool to lock me away in here. Your beloved Twilight should have killed me when she had the chance,” he growled. He pressed hard again. The bars were bending, but they were not breaking. Still, he had waited three thousand years, he could wait a little longer. Unknown to him, miles away, another being was testing his attempts at freedom. David Jr growled as his mother chastised him for being so thoughtless. He backed away from her, trying to look anywhere other than her face. Finally he felt his muzzle grabbed by an invisible force and forced to look her directly in her eyes. “What were you thinking?!” she yelled at him. “I didn’t start it! They threated my pack!” he yelled back at her. He found himself forced to the ground, looking up at a very angry mare. “You don’t have a pack of your own right now. You’re too young for that, and what you did to Shinny bit was beyond terrible. That colt is still in the hospital because of you!” she seethed. “He hit her! She’s part of my pack! I’m old enough to have a pack, and she’s part of it!” he yelled.