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// A new recruit. 
// Story: Before Celestia~ 
// by CuttingEdge 
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A young stallion flew through the sky. His blue mane flapped with the rushing winds.

He had a darkish grey coat, and green eyes that were gazing out into the sunset.And his white teeth were showing through his enormous smile. The weather was beautiful today, Thanks to him.

He was enjoying this peace while he could, the forces outside Equestria were forming.And all the Pegasi were being picked out of their perfect lives to be sent to the boarder. The boarder was Tartarus in a nutshell, chaos ruled there with constant monster raids.
Some of the Pegasi who managed to live long enough to come back even reported that some dragons had taken to the fighting.
But not Blue Blaze. He was staying here.

- - Or so he thought.

455 B.C. (Before Celestia.) 14th of harvest season.

Blue blaze finished putting the last of his things in his saddlebag.

If only he could leave without his parents knowing. If only to avoid the drama.
A door opened out of sight.

"Where's Blaze!?" It was Blaze's father.

"In his room. . . Packing." This time his mom.Hoof beats stormed over to Blaze's room.
The door opened and a half terrified half angry Oakwood stood in the doorway.

"You're not going!" His voice was stern.

"Dad I-" Blaze was cut off.

"No Admiral typhoon,what's his face is takin' my son from me!" Oakwood tried to take Blaze by the leg.

"DAD! There's no choice."Blaze tore away from his father's grasp.
Silence followed for a few seconds.

Tears began to well in Oakwood's eyes. "I heard that they were taking you. I-I-"
His sentence just turned into sobbing. Blaze took his dad and let him cry over his shoulder, He knew this was no time to talk back.
Oakwood was an Earth pony. Moonlight was a unicorn. All the rest of Blaze's brothers and sisters were too.

"Dad. . . Admiral Hurricane is a good man. And he, if not Blueskies will make sure i come back." Blaze patted his dad on the back.

"I never liked that girlfriend of yours." Oakwood's sobbing was dying down.

"Just friend, dad. You don't need to worry about me."
Blaze walked to the doorway, as slowly as he could. He knew this could full well be the last time he sets foot here.

"How long will you be gone?"
Oakwood wiped the last tear from his eye.

"Until we win the war. . . Or, well. . . Whatever."

Blaze left the room. He needed to go before his mom had a moment too.
He galloped through the hallway, past the kitchen and into the open field that made up the family's farm.
The flowers swayed in the breeze. As beautiful as the day he said he would never leave. Irony was dumb.
Free, at last he took to the sky. He couldn't look back now. He couldn't bear too.