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// A Growing Storm 
// Story: Light of Harmony 
// by Dark Alicorn Warrior 
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My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
The Light of Harmony
Chapter One
A growing storm
(1,500 Hundred years before the show’s timeline)

If there was ever a place where Glaciem felt at peace, it was in this meadow. The cool night sky above him, the trees rustling gently as a breeze blew through their slowly changing leaves. Eventually the wind blew it's breeze onto the light blue, almost white colt’s fur, and into his blue and white mane. The only sign of civilization around was his home Castle of Cantoria and the town that resided in its walls surrounded by miles of forests. 

Any sort of peace was welcome in Glaciem’s life as of late. His parents and friends seemed to work themselves up every day over some ponies and their leader named Avarice. “So, there you are...” a small female voice declared as a white filly about in her mid teens, about his own age, with a pink mane, and cutie mark of the sun appeared next to him in princess tiara, slippers, and harness. “What happened?” the filly asked.

“Well Tia, as fun as hearing our parents talk is, I figured watching grass grow would be more of a way to pass time.” The two shared a laugh before they let the silence overtake the hilly area once again.

“Well that boring talk was about something that is really bothering your parents. And if I’m not mistaken it worried you too did it not?” Celestia probed.

Ever since he was small, Glaciem acted like the tough guy, the stallion that no-pony wanted to mess with. But lately, with the threats against them from an unknown source becoming more and more evident, Glaciem has struggled to keep up his visage for fear of something bad happening to himself or his parents. “Ha! don’t make me laugh Tia...” the young Alicorn colt began, trying to sound as if his worries were non-existent, which eventually turned into a flash of pride if anything to put his own mind at ease. “If anypony really took those rebel clowns seriously all of Cantoria would have been in an uproar, besides my parents were in the great Stalladorian wars one hundred and fifty years back.” 

“Well, what about the companies that decided to join them?” Celestia asked, confused. 

“ empty threats...nothing more, nothing less. I doubt they could really care less about Avarice or whatever it is he has against my parents,” Glaciem answered, his voice wavering.

“Glaciem...you’re still worried about them, aren't you?” Celestia asked.

Glaciem sighed, knowing that continuing the charade would have only wasted more time. “Well maybe a bit...” he finally conceded.

Through the wind came the loud voice of King Galaxus of Equestria. 

The alicorn teenager shot up immediately upon hearing her father’s call. “Sorry Glaciem, but I have to go. Don’t worry, I’m sure everything will work out.” With that, Celestia spread her wings and took off into the sky back to the town’s main entrance gates.

Before Glaciem could go back to his stargazing, he heard yet another female voice calling him, this time from his mother in outside of the town walls. Glaciem spread his wings and took off into the night air. The flight was short, but Glaciem didn't give it as much thought as he did the threats.

“They aren’t a threat right? No-pony sided with them so they can’t be more than just a bad joke.” Glaciem reasoned with himself, but an odd voice stood out in his head. He landed in front of the royally adorned green alicorn mare those voices of warning faded to voices of increasing worry.

“Does something worry you son?” She asked; wondering why she asked such an obvious question when her son’s face says nothing but concern, but by asking she hoped to at least make him want to talk about it. 

“Mom…” Glaciem began meekly “Do I have anything to worry about from the rebels? I know I shouldn’t but I just can’t help feeling that there’s something more to it that I don’t know about.”

The mother queen gave her soon a comforting look; and shook her head. “There’s nothing to worry about my little stallion. No-pony will ever support these ponies, whoever they are. They feed on hatred and darkness which thankfully is in short supply these days.” She said, nuzzling her son softly while under her breath she hoped the same thing.

“I think it’s for some-pony to head for bed. Come my little stallion…” 

Glaciem nodded and followed his mother into the castle just under the main door archway, he stopped and looked into the sky if only for a moment, trying to find peace amid the ever darkening mood around the castle. Glaciem did not want to admit it but there was a sense of dread that would not leave him be. And what frustrated Glaciem was; he knew who it was causing that sense of dread, but he did not know when or how it would come. He was at the mercy of what the grim looking future had in store.

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A young Draconequus stared out over the cliff that overlooked the Capital of Equosia with an almost bored look upon his face. “Ugh, so orderly and calm around this place! Big sister, you promised it would get fun around here!” sounded the draconequus in an almost moping voice. 

“And it will be...Relax Discord, tonight we cement our names into history,” said a calm and collected, all black female draconequus, the moonlight shining off of her flaming mane. Mistress Rixa had been planning this whole rebellion since her defeat at the end of the last war nearly three hundred years ago; the war that unified Equosia.

“Has everything been prepared sister?” probed Discord.

The cold night air blew across Rixa’s face gently as she contemplated anything she may have left out. “Yes, Discord. We stand ready and awaiting the right moment to strike.” Rixa let a small chuckle escaped her mouth. Surely, nopony, or at least no rational pony, could even begin to expect what army she has summoned to do battle against her old Nemesis, King Polaris and Queen Gaia. 

Rixa slowly breathed in as she mentally readied herself for the coming battle. Even the goddess of War and Destruction could not tell what was going to happen for certain, but one thing was for sure, the tide was going to favor her.

“Watch and learn little brother, this is how you make chaos...” she said, hiding her newfound confidence.

Discord watched as his sister disappeared into the darkness of the forest, and turned back around for a minute and scanned the city, trying to imagine what the town will look like in just an hours time before dashing off after his sister.

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Even though he was in the safety and comfort of his own bedroom, Glaciem felt uneasy, almost to the point where it began to aggravate him. Despite having the window open, his all-white bed sheets almost completely covering him, and his parents right beside him, the sense of dread had not just refused to dissipate, it grew stronger as his night drew to a close.

But his parents voices quickly snapped Glaciem out of any worry he had, at least for the next few minutes. “Goodnight, my little prince,” Queen Gaia said tenderly. “And trust me, if those rebels even think about coming near you or the castle; your father and I won’t be afraid to kick their sorry flanks from here to Morgania.” The queen mother gave him a nuzzle with amused smile and a raised eyebrow.

With that, Gaia blows out the candle sitting next to Glaciem’s bed and departs the room with the King Father behind her.

“Dad...” Came a voice from the darkened room.

“Yes, son?” Asked King Polaris concerned.

“I know mom says I have nothing to worry about, but, I have been having this bad feeling lately and...” Glaciem suddenly began to struggle saying the next few words, He didn’t know what he feared more; the prospect of having his home invaded and destroyed, the fact that his parents may not come back, or both.

“What would happen if something....happened...to you?”

Polaris could physically see that this question bothered Glaciem, and as he approached his son, he didn’t need a scientist to realize that this question is what has been causing the disturbance in his otherwise tough “Little stallion.”  

Glaciem then felt himself be enveloped by a warm sensation, realising it was his father’s wings wrapping him in a hug; which Glaciem happily returned.

“If that does happen, then I need you not to look behind you...” Polaris exclaimed as he set his son down.“Then I need you not to look behind you, but look in here.” as Polaris put his hoof over his son’s heart. “And you’ll have all you will need...” with that the father and son have a final nuzzle. 

And as Polaris left, Glaciem rolled over to face the night sky. His father’s words strangely had enough power to at least put his mind at ease, if only for a few minutes In one last effort to fully cleanse his mind of worry as he finally began to drift off to sleep.