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// Questions and Allies to Nightmare's horror 
// Story: The Appearance of The New 
// by Castok the Shadow 
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Twilight POV:

"Fluttershy please open the door" I said for the four time as I knocked on her door once again. After my meeting with the princesses on what to do with Dynol, I went to find all of my friends to see what they were doing to help the town. Rainbow Dash helped ponies who's homes was destroyed by the fireballs to tents where they'll wait till the repairs of their homes are done, Applejack gave apples from her farm to those who are homeless, Rarity helped stitched broken clothes and made some blankets to keep ponies warm in their tents and Pinkie Pie helped by being herself. That leaves only Fluttershy out of the frame. I asked one of the guards if he had seen her and he told me that she went to her house a few minutes ago. So I went to check on her and see if any of her animal friends needed help. But when I reached her home, she wasn't letting me in her home nor was she talking to me either.

But my hopes came back as the door opened ever so slowly, revealing Fluttershy's face all sad and sorrow.

"Yes Twilight?" Fluttershy whispered so quietly. As if it was the first day that I ever meted her.

"Fluttershy" I sighed in relief for her opening the door. "Why didn't you open the door the first time I knocked? Is something wrong?" I asked her with concern for her sake.

She looked away from and looked to the ground like she was gathering her thoughts and answers. She didn't looked good and to be honest, not in the nicest away nor in the worst way. But something else. Fluttershy then let out a sad sigh and opened the door fully, giving me the massage of entering her home. I walked in her house to see that almost all of her animals were nowhere to be seen, apart from Angel and a few birds. This is something wrong here and yet I cannot put a hoof on it. I heard the door shut behind me and to see Fluttershy's head still looking down at the ground but heading towards the sofa. She sat on it with her head down and sighed one more time.

"Was this our fault?" Fluttershy quietly questioned me. "Was all of this destruction our doing or was it Dynol's doing?"

I stood there in shock and surprise. Was this our fault? That question echoed throughout my mind so much that I almost forgot why I was here. Even though the question still echoed through my mind, I had my answer for this... Shocking question.

"This was not our fault, Fluttershy" I gentle answered with a soft tone in my voice, not to get on the wrong hoof. "Dynol attacked us first and now he wants us dead, I do not know why he is like this. Perhaps it's in his race's nature to harm innocents, or terrorised innocents or worse. There are thing we cannot understand nor answer in this world, not until we find out and Dynol is one of those." I walked up to the sofa and sat next to her while Fluttershy stared at were I just stood, not looking at me. "If this was our fault Fluttershy then we'll know it was our fault. But Dynol attacked us five years ago when we first met him. And now, he has attacked us again with powers we don't understand. To answer you question: No Fluttershy, it'a not our doing. It is Dynol's doing, but we'll find him, and stop his madness from harming anyone else and we'll bring him to justice from his actions. I promise you."

Fluttershy did not answered nor questioned after my little speech. Instead she got up from her sofa and flew up the stairs. Before she disappeared from my sight, she stopped and looked down to me on the sofa.

"Then why did he ran away from us the first time, if he had those powers?"

After saying that. She disappeared up the stairs, leaving me to my thoughts.

Why did he ran away from us the first time?

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Dynol POV:

The trip from the fortress to my castle was almost like going to a holy land. The Ogres came by the thousands. Almost all of them were strong and fitting warriors with weapons and armours to prove this theory. But it wasn't all that. Some of them were blacksmiths, alchemists and enchanters that makes them the workers of their warriors kins. When we arrived to my castle. I told WoodFang and a few others to show the place around for them, after all they'll need to know where everything is for them to do their normal day life in the castle, and no I will not force them to work for me, if they have a reason then that's okay with me. But we have enemies right outside our doorsteps and I will not be defenceless from a siege by them, so we'll have to make my castle and the forest around it ready for that. Let us hope that ambush keeps them out of the forest for awhile.

Varlock is one tough old chieftain. He's strength will be needed not only for the armies we'll rise. But the strength to lead our forces and hopefully gather more allies in the fight against Equestria. We were chatting about our new alliance and friendship. I have a lot in common with him.
Varlock wants his people to have their homeland again and to show the world that they are not savages nor barbarians upon those who sees them as that. His whole life was finding a where to make everyone see them as they see themselves. We were chatting about this though empty halls that needed to be filled. I was thinking of making one of the halls a war room so we'll plan the fight against Equestria and her allies.

"If I may ask, Varlock" I seeking information from him "How did your people lose their homeland? If your people has great combat training, how did they lose their homeland if it is okay with you?"

Varlock did not say a word from my question. But it didn't mean that he wasn't going to answer it, he just need some gathering of words and history.

"We don't know how either, Dynol" He responded with a sad and unsure tone of voice. "I wasn't born when my people lose their homeland. The old legends says that we were forced to leave because of somewhat destruction of another"

"Of another?"

"In our legends, we were allies with unknown race with extreme power that forged a legacy like no other. But we lost the name of their race and their legacy"

"How come?"

"Over the cores of my people's history" Varlock looked down to the ground while we were walking. "We just wanted to forget about it and pretend as if the old empire didn't existed"

I looked at Varlock and stared at him for a few moments. They know the old empire, the empire that my mentors told me about.

"By a chance was there a thing called 'Purification Of The Old Empire' in your legends?" I curiously asked him

Varlock's head lifted up and looked at me with confusion in his eyes. "You know the empire of Gwaed Newydd?"

"I take it that's what the empire was called?"

"Indeed, we don't know what it means but it seem you know a bit about it"

I stopped talking for a short while before replying. "Only what my mentors has told me so far"

We stopped our little conversation for a while and reached to where Varlock will be staying in for the time. Thanks to the spiders that live in the castle, they had cleared up the dusts and webs from the room. Which reminds me, I got to see how they are doing so far.

"This is where you'll be staying in, Varlock" I showed Varlock his room. "It has a large bed for you to sleep on, a weapon stack for your weapons and the room is not so far from a war room I'm building so we can make plans for the fight against Equestria."

Varlock nodded his head in this as he entered the room and began to look around to see how it looked.

"I'll be looking forward for the fight" Varlock happily answered.

"One more thing" I said with interest as he looked back at me "Why does your people hate the ponies?"

"They wouldn't give us a chance" He angrily responded.

"Then you're welcome to Castle Rhyfel"

After that, I left him to his room and headed toward my chambers... To face the cause of this fight and my rage.

After five years of that, why am I so scared to face it? I walked slowly and still why am I so scared to face it? I faced the training of my powers from all of my mentors, but why am I so scared to face it? I had not fear from facing the ones that caused all of this harm and pain yet still why am I so scared to face it!?

As I walked up the stairs. Those words kept coming back in my head and would not leave me alone. Night was always an unknown feeling for me. You do not know what lays inside of it, you do not know what secrets it contains nor what calls it home. Night is unknown and many fears the unknown... like my world.  But those be thoughts for another time because I'll be facing it very soon, very soon.

I reached my chambers at the top of my castle. It's not as beauty as you my think. Dusts and broken windows and little bit of spider webs, but it is still called my chambers. There's a large round bed with a sun on it, once it had feathers inside the bed I replaced it with water to create my own water-bed. The rest are not important, there's night stands, old books, symbols and more around the room. So I'll have to make some changes to this.

I sighed softly. I walked towards the bed and closed my eyes. I released my mind and soon my powers quieted down. The rocky gauntlets, shoulders and boots fell off like leafs on a tree. The air around my legs and feet died out, the watery hood vanish as did the molten mask. I left my greyish robes on and hoped into bed. The blanket covered the top of my chest and below my neck, ready to faced it.

But before I did, I hit the top of the water-bed so it'll make the feeling of riding the ocean waves so I'll know that Water is looking after me with her care.

***

Third person POV:

Dark voids covered around Dynol as he opened his eyes, he has made into this... unholy place once again. His fears doubled and grew as he knows this place. Nothing but darkness and voids, nothing more and nothing less. But Dynol kept the fears inside for he has suffered it for five years and will not break. Never.

Dynol knows that his powers here are weaker then its. But he is Dynol, champion of the elementals and will not break.

Dynol began to walked though the dark voids and prepared for what's to come. This place is unpredictable and that's the where it likes it. Dynol what to going to happen and so he made his flaming wave swords to he'll be prepared for the unknown force. He looked left and right, back and fore. Dynol knows it's out there... But when is it going to show itself.

Soon the sound of an reversed voice and the sound of something getting built was from a short distance north from where Dynol was standing. Dynol jumped and ready his weapons from the sound. The dark, shadowy voids however, blocked the view of where those sounds were heard. Dynol closed his eyes and inhaled deeply to prepare himself to enter though the voids. Dynol opened his eyes and walked toward and through the dark voids. But Dynol does not want to go through the voids, but for the chance to escaped this place... He must face them.

Through the voids, Dynol saw what was making all the noise and to his surprise it wasn't anything evil. In fact... It was home.

His homeland. The land he knew so well and never forgot what it looked liked. The large clock tower with a boy's name, the giant eye, the centre of power, the nursery bridge that were sang for the young and his people's humour. But most of all. It's legacy. His world's language and the largest empire his world ever seen. Dynol eyes widen to this. Maybe it's powers are dying or it has finally gone from his mind. But when Dynol took a step further to his homeland and toughed his homeland's green grass. The thought flew and fled from his hopeful mind. His homeland disappeared like smoke and dust. Dynol gasped and was taken further into the dark voids.

Dynol was soon casted into the city of ruins and abandon lives. No not in a destroyed state but to what Dynol once knew the city. A city of glory, now... something else. Dynol stood in line with others of his people but they had no emotions. No smiles, no happy faces nor good emotions. They faces were filled with hatred, anger, rage and more. But for what? Dynol stood there as if he was a solider. Ready for.... War?

His thoughts was held to a stop when he heard his people cheered like a hero has just arrived. Dynol turned his head towards where the cheering was heading. There, in the building fit for a king. Stood a humanoid figure wearing black robes with a hood that blocked the view of the being's face. Standing next to this being was... Her. The creature of nightmares. The one that caused all of this pain and suffering in sleep. The creature was a black pony like her and she wore dark blue armours, in her mouth was a line of sharp teeth like it could deal heavy damage and had reptilian eyes that hold a evil glare within. She smiled at Dynol and the other beings, she looked happy from the crowd of Dynol's kind. Dynol looked back to see what she was smiling at and he saw lines upon lines of his people, looking straight at the building. Dynol looked to where the creature stood and saw the hooded humanoid was just beginning to remove his hood. Dynol stared to see who was behind the hood, only to find out that it was... Himself. The crowd cheered once again, loud and proud at the darker Dynol. Dynol couldn't believe at what he is staring at. The darker Dynol was smiling at his army and lifted both of his hands to the sky. Dynol looked to the sky and saw it.

The monstrous being of all of Dynol's fears, his pain and his lust. The being was not only monstrous by actions but physical. It has four, black crap like legs, a torso that showed nothing but corrupted ribs filled with darkness. It's arms were thin and hardly showing any sign of muscle, but it contains the dark powers inside though. It's hands were large and reptilian with sharp claws that glowed with incredible amount of dark powers within them. Dynol could not see the fullness of it's head because of the hood it wore that contain strange symbols on the outlines of the hood. But it did show the lower part of the face, which is only the mouth that held round after round of demonic teeth. Ready to tare the living flesh from Dynol's body. Soon it's eyes opened to reviled nothing but a white void of emptiness. No feeling lays inside within this monster. The being smiled at Dynol which made him moved a few steps back from fear of the being. Then it spoked.

It's words  filled Dynol's mind with dread. It's words tried and make Dynol's mind lost in it's words. Dynol would not have any of this as he removed his flaming wave swords and placed his hands over his ears to cover them from it's venomous words of control. Even as Dynol's hand covered his ears, it's hollow and evil voice somehow still reached into his mind.

"Get out of my head, vile demon!" Dynol shouted out loud in anger, fear and disbelieve from the monstrous being's words of insanity. But it continue to go on with it's evil words, still trying to break Dynol's soul apart. Dynol had no choice but to run and escape the being's controlling voice over Dynol's mind. Dynol ran and ran from the being only to have that dark armoured pony chasing him. The being still wouldn't let Dynol go that easily. Through the shadowy ground, a tentacle came from the ground and grabbed Dynol's left leg and pulled him to the ground. Dynol fell flat on the ground and turned to see what has got him. As he saw the tentacle got a hold on him, Dynol created a fireball and blasted the tentacle into thousands of pieces. Dynol got up from the ground and looked up to the sky. The being smiled as the dark armoured pony was only a few feet from Dynol. Dynol screamed in fear as the dark armoured pony came straight towards him. But fate wouldn't let this happen. In a quick of a flash, a hard silver stone protected Dynol from the pony as the dark armoured pony hit head first into the stone. After that, the stone token Dynol away from this horrid place, away from the monstrous being which still had a smile on it's evil face.

Dynol awaken from his sleep, gasping for air and sweating uncontrollable from the whole event. He looked to a broken window from left side of his room and saw it was early morning. His breathing slowed down and he gave a sigh of relief that it was over for now. Before Dynol could get out of bed, he felt something was resting on his lap. He looked down and saw WoodFang sleeping with him. Dynol smiled and stroked WoodFang's head. He was a loyal friend to Dynol and he couldn't asked for anyone better.

Dynol's smile faded and turned into anger. Now... They wanted a monster... Now Dynol is going to give them one.

And he'll make The Horde of The Forest... Known throughout Equestria and the lands around Her.