Prologue
Eons ago, what is now referred to as Equestria was in a colossal state of disharmony. In the south sat acres and acres of farm land. The fields stretched as far as the eye could see. The highest quality food was grown here, with the most attentive farmers. Earth Ponies occupied what could only be classified as a farm-town. They were stronger, sturdier, and more capable of growing and building. Their skills were practical, but also creative.
“Ponyville” as they called it, boasted some of the best architects, carpenters, and blacksmiths in all the world. Despite being widely accepted as the lesser of the three tribes, Earth Ponies were a force to be reckoned with. Also boasting some of the most ruthless and powerful warriors. Their might and strength set them apart.
Earth Ponies were on the front lines.
In the north stood a massive city. Its occupants were almost all unicorns, and that was preferred. As unicorns had very little interest in associating with other types of ponies. The city was home to some of the most intellectual minds in the world. Science and magic flourished here.
In the institute, scholars could learn spells of any kind. Learn the ways of the natural world as well as the mystical. Within Canterlot’s walls, they feared little.
The cities guard always providing with a secure place to prosper. No threat shook Canterlot.
Atop the clouds sat the city of Pegasi. Only pegasi could reside in such a place. Far above the other flightless ponies, they reserved themselves to unique talents.
Up in their cloud-top home, was the weather factory. In this unusual land, the weather was created by winged-ponies. Their most proud accomplishments lie in their power to control the weather for all types of ponies.
Though, pegasi were some of the most swift and agile creatures. And their ability to move quickly and precisely was an added bonus
A greedy unicorn king sought to rule all three tribes. His interest truly wasn’t to integrate or unify their society, but to take control of Earth Ponies and Pegasi alike. His superiority-complex leading him to believe them easy prey.
“Bring me to the oracle mare.” He said, commanding his captain. His blackened hooves clanked against the crystal tiles in the castle.
The guard bowed to him, speechless. The king did not take kindly to responses, be them positive or negative. Perhaps it was that another pony’s voice would interrupt the sound of his own ringing in his head. The pair trotted out to the castle grounds. Reaching the dock, a heavy harness and frame was slammed onto the guard’s back. He grunted, but accepted it, for the tyrant may have his life if he dare protest. The king loaded into the attached carriage and the single guard pulled him.
They traveled out into the dim city. The only light coming from the orange of the sky, where the sun lay on the horizon. Once they stopped, the guard unleashed himself from his harness. “We have arrived.” He said simply, it was simple enough that the king did not lash.
“Finally.” He said, the fiery red in his eyes.
The unicorn guard bowed, lifting one hoof to the warped old door. A swift buck was all it took for it to crumple.
There, in the darkness, sat an old mare. White in color with a festively colored red and green mane. At least, it once was. Now the colored had long faded. “I have expected you, your highness.”
Sombra bowed to her “I have heard a fable of the great mare and her oracle powers” he said, he looked up to her. It was unheard of, this politeness.
“And I, too, have a story for you.” The Great-One said. “Though it shan’t suit your ideals of war.”
Sombra sat, as the guard stood at the now-buckled door. Face to face with the Great-One. “I must know my fortune.” He commanded. “Should I rule this land? The great farms and food. The weather control?”
The Great One shook her head. “King Sombra, you will face a terrible war indeed.” Her eyes were closed, but it mattered not. In her old-aged she had gone blind. “But you shall not rule all.”
Sombra rose, growing agitated, but still knowing it best not to aggravate someone with such power. “Why shan’t I?”
Her eyes opened now. “I shall tell you, for there is no course of action you may take to alter this.” She released a long exaggerated breath. “The lands shall only be unified by a new race of ponies, leading, to create harmony across this world and the next.”
Sombra stomped in anger, believing this mare to be nothing more than a farce. “A new race? What planet do you heed from?”
The mare chuckled. “The same as you.” She replied. “In two weeks time, a solar flare will turn a young mare. And in a symphony of mystic miracles, three more will be transformed.” She began to laugh, it was unsettling. The laugh growing louder and less like it was coming from the mare. The abrupt silence was deafening. “One from each tribe.” She said finally. “Four of a kind, and they will unify us all. With equality and harmony.”
Sombra flew out of the broken old hut. “We will declare war with the Earth Ponies, then we shall move our troops to their so-called town.” He ordered. It was difficult for his captain to comprehend, but he did his best. “And we will torch that hellish hut where that supposed oracle resides.”
Unicorn soldiers stood at full attention. In the boarder of Ponyville they sat behind a rugged and hastily built wall. “So much for great builders” one murmured, earning a chuckle from his comrades.
In the dust of the old town emerged a mare. The unicorn men ready to fire, but lowering their horns at the appearance of a single filly. Gazing upon her, the bulk of them were bewildered.
“Alright hun’ bring out your leader.” One demanded.
“We’re not gonna fight some little girl.” Another insisted.
As the sun lit the sky, it slowly began to move. If they hadn’t known better, they would’ve believed she had willed it to move at such velocity. Until it seemed to circle the unnamed mare lying on the horizon in what should’ve been mid-day.
A blast of sudden, unheard of, radiation sent the soldiers scattering across the grass and dirt road. Engulfing the small mare and lifting her from the ground.
The terrified and shocked army flailing to their hooves. The orb of light spinning in strips and sparkling sun. The mare returned to the ground, changed.
Brandishing now, what had never been seen. Both wings and a horn, when neither had been before.
Fluttering her abnormally large wings, she sent the soldiers to the ground once more. She smiled. “I’m glad you didn’t want to fight me.” It was a sweet voice, but so regal and also threatening. “It would not be much of a fight.” She replied cutely. A blast of her unicorn-esque magic sending the message and carving the ground into a scar.
The men retreated without hesitation and without word.
This war was far from over.
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Um... No. Four alicorns, one from each tribe, means one tribe is getting two.
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I guess we’ll have to find out… lol
One from each tribe could mean: Earth (Celestia), Pegasus(Cadance), Unicorn(Twilight) and Thestral(Luna)? Crystal Pony could work with Cadance instead of Thestral for Luna. Anyway just my theory but I’ll find out soon enough
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Very interesting theory, I guess you’ll find out soon enough which Alicorn is the lost one 🤭