//------------------------------// // Prologue: An ancient legend // Story: Deathrattle // by MaritoEconomico //------------------------------// This story takes place in the kingdom of Equestria, the peculiar traits of the equestrians are the Cutie Mark placed on the back of the left hand and the soul gems, from the appearance of oval precious gems, which indicate the clan they belong to and also give particular magic power depending on the position of the gem on their body. If the gem is on the chest the equestrian is called terrestre, they are able to use body reinforcement spells; furthermore, they are skilled builders. If the gem is on the back the equestrian is called volante, they are able to activate wings which allow them to fly; furthermore, they can change the weather Aspect of a volante's wings If the gem is on the head the equestrian is called mago, they are able to use telekinesis; they are also able to learn other kind of spells through training. Almost no one of the spells known to the equestrians is offensive; furthermore, the magi cannot learn the typical spell of the others two clans and these two cannot learn other spells. Equestria is ruled by Princess Celestia, only member of the princess's clan, her particular traits are to possess all the three kinds of soul gems which has a rhomboidal shape, and a different aspect of her wings. Aspect of Princess Celestia's wings The gems of soul can be of any color apart one: black. Which is a color usually associated with misfortune and anguish. About that the most ancient of the legends of this kingdom is the one about the Angel of Death. It is said that he decide to show himself during the period of peace with the only purpose of bringing tyranny, despair and death upon this world. He is recognizable as an equestrian belonging to the clan of the volanti but his soul gem is black as pitch and has a hexagonal shape, while his wings recall of eagle wings. Such is his enjoyment seeing other’s death that he was named Deathrattle. It was a windy, clear night, one as many others. No, this is not true: that was the night before the sunrise of the Summer Sun Celebration; but this didn't matter for the boy with white and azure hair who was sleeping under the night sky and was called Shadow. He was wearing a white T-shirt under a dark grey shirt, which he usually used to keep open , light grey jeans and comfortable shoes. "Meow.” said Nekuro who was a beautiful black cat with azure eyes. “Leave me alone Nekuro, you know that I don’t want to watch the sunrise.” Replied Shadow without even opening his eyes. “Meow.” insisted Nekuro clearly irritated from such behavior. “It’s true! The face of the moon is changing.” noted Shadow smiling, who had convinced himself to open his eyes “Cheshire was right, Nightmare Moon is returning.” “Meow.” said Nekuro. “It's not that I doubted him, obviously.” claimed Shadow condescending; then, looking around added: “No doubt that his hunger is incredible, it’s hard to believe that until a couple hours ago this gigantic tortoise was alive; after all this time I’m still shocked about how much he eats.” In fact what he was sleeping on was not a hill as a untrained eye could thought, but what still remain of a enormous tortoise. With a fluid movement Shadow stood up “Come on, let's go.” claimed resolute. “Meow?” asked Nekuro unsure. “But to meet the new ruler of Equestria evidently!” declared Shadow smiling happy “With a little luck we will be able to obtain some information about the Element of Harmony; this is our best opportunity to find how to release Discord.” That said Nekuro jumped in Shadow’s arm and with a powerful leap they disappeared in the darkness of the night.