The city of Canterlot was quite that night. Luna watched the night skies when she sensed a disturbance. She gasped — something malevolent, something evil, was here. There was only one creature who had that much power: Malik. He was a magic user, and specialized in combat magic, a con artiste, thief, sword fighter, knife thrower, rogue, fighter, and in taverns, a master gambler. And he was in Canterlot.
She ran to her sister's room and informed her of the presence she felt when suddenly the guard ran in the room and said he had a strange problem at a local tavern. They headed down a dark street on the other side of Canterlot, towards the tavern. Whatever Malik wanted here, I could not be good. Last time the princesses had encountered him, he had set up so many magic wards and spells that the princesses' magic was useless. Then they saw a little old stallion with a small beard, bent over in a nasty coughing fit, in the dirty street across from the tavern. Then he righted himself and bowed to the princesses very lowly, and commented in a low voice, "something's amiss in there, I can feel it." They thanked him and bode him well.
Little did the princesses know, the old stallion was on a mission that had dark intentions, for he had found the fifth in the line of magic. A little dark red unicorn colt with a shaggy mane that was a shade darker than his brown eyes, was his target. He found the lock and used oil to silence the squeaking back door. Ah oil, he thought, it could be used for many things: silencing doors, greasing pans, and slicking back onepony's mane. He opened the door and worked his way upstairs to the crib. He gently scooped up the little colt, set a small package in his place, and snuck out the back of the house. He then walked past the guard and gave him the 750 bits with the colt all wrapped up hidden against his chest. He left the city and walked down the path. Whistling he stood up, and stretched his back. He looked at the little colt, saying as he walked, "I shall call you Firestarter, I will figure out your first name later. Hmp. What to call you.…". Continuing to walk, the house that the little colt had come from exploded in bright black fire.
Canterlot didn't even know what had hit them.
That was several thousand years ago, Malik thought, the little unicorn colt had been kept in stasis, when captured. He then got of his throne, walked over to the treasure chamber, and woke the little colt out of the stasis spell. He woke up, and started crying. Malik took him to the kitchen, and got some applesauce, and fed the little colt so it would shut up. He looked at the little colt. He then said, "Nightmare Moon's time shall end in twelve years, Discord's tyranny shall end the next year, the Changlings defeated the year after that, and then Tireq shall be defeated as well. And then after that, the land shall be ours."