> Our Legacies > by Elusive Phoenix > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > My Legacy > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Legacy was, as legend tells it, a Phoenix who had saved Equestria, and other countries, multiple times throughout in his life. The friends he had gained through his journey to bring peace to all nations had all been through one thing or another that brought them to strive for the same goal. Legacy had never thought much on it after they had given him their story, but when you tell a story, you don't usually tell it in exact detail. These ponies, gryphons, birds, and virtual intelligences all had a journey before Legacy. When they tell the tale, it flashes through their mind in a split-second. But if they told you the whole story... > Spark - Introduction > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Shadows covered the ground; small specks if blue moonlight rained through the available spaces in the tree leaves. The forest wasn't special. Short green trees blanketed the land for seven miles. Within this blanket was a large amount of living creatures, like squirrels, rabbits, birds, et cetera, et cetera. In one small section of the forest, animals fled from the odd noises that filled their ears. A sound known to some as: laughter. "And he still doesn't know?" One of five creatures spoke from around the massive campfire. These creatures were many colors, all winged. The front half of their bodies were like those of an eagle or hawk. Their backside was obviously lion, but each of the creatures had a different tail. Another leaned forward. "I doubt he'll ever find out!" Four of the five creatures cackled wildly while the fifth gazed into the pitted campfire. One of the creatures sensed the lack of voices. The green and brown one spoke. "Come on, Terra! You have to have some story to tell?" The masked Gryphon didn't reply. The fire didn't seem to brighten her black coat and feathers. The black masquerade hid her eyes from any light, even during the day. "Come on!" A brown and red Gryphon encouraged. "Even Lioce told a story!" he gestured to the white Gryphon, who was obvious even in the shadows. Terra's voice sounded almost sore. "I am not Lioce, Taure." Her gaze never left the flames. Taure shrugged before tearing a chunk of rat off of the kebob he held in his claw. "How about you, Spark?" I looked to the source. "Got any amazing tales for us tonight?" The green one questioned eagerly. "Until we reach another camp or village," I grinned. "I've read you all the books and told you all the stories I know!" Kylah could be quite a claw-full sometimes. She never stopped being happy for long, and she was always first to find something fun on the darkest of days. She continued to beam."Anybody else?" as she turned her head away from me, my eye caught her scar. A claw-mark cut down the side of her neck, lacking any feathers or down. When we first left the Gryphon Kingdom, Kylah had been captured by Nemesis, the leader of a Special Operations group known as Fallen Feather (original, isn't it?). They had tortured her to find us. Luckily, we rescued her before she was severely injured. I have no idea how she recovered from that emotionally or mentally, but she made it through. We're not trained soldiers. We haven't been hardened to resist physical torture. And now Fallen Feather was on a hunt for us 24/7. Apparently Spec-Ops doesn't like being shown up by civilians. I always kept a close watch on her. Close enough to the point that she even felt like a sister to me. Taure began another story as I lay my head on my claws. My mind slowly drifted as his voice filled my ears, turning into a jumbled hum. My eyes closed and my mind ran through thoughts that I wasn't even aware of, just like it did every night. My mind didn't finish its last thought... I would think more about character development tomorrow... > Philomena - Rumor > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Hey...Philo..." Nex, a thick black snake, also one of Princess Luna's many pets, slithered silently across the tile floor as he approached Celestia's prized bird. "Hello again, Nex." Philomena pulled her beak from her breast to speak. "What's the news?" Nex was known by the pets of Canterlot Castle as the "informant", spending all his time eavsdropping on ponies, then passing the information on to whom it may concern. Appearing to Philomena meant that something was about to happen. To her or the entire castle. The snake halted half a meter away from Philomena's roost. "Celestia is planning to visit Ponyville to inform Twilight's friends of her new schedule." he spoke in his signature Trottingham accent. Philomena lifted a brow. "And this involves me...how?" She raised her wing and plucked a few specks of dirt from it. "Princess Celestia is bringing you with her." He stated. "You wouldn't tell me this if there wasn't something important happening." Philomena glided down to Nex's level. "You are still searching for a mate, correct?" Philomena nodded, both of her eyebrows raised. "Well, I hear there is a fine gentleman down there that many of us have agreed that may come to your liking." Nex smiled slyly. "You may want to look into it." Philomena straightened. "He's a Phoenix this time, right?" Nex nodded. "What is his name?" "They call him many things. Some call him Elusive, some call him Ellie." "But the name he is known by most is Legacy." > VI - Introduction > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- There were no walls surrounding me. There was no ground. There was no sky. Trapped inside my own mind. There was no way out. Sure, I could see around the computer, but nothing ever happened. My creator only sat and glared at the screen. I would give him advice occasionally, but only when he asked for it, which he rarely did. Sometimes I wondered why he even bothered creating me if I were no use to him. He gave me a functional mind. A better mind. AI superiority and all that sci-fi crap ponies read those days. I waited. He sometimes plugged in the USB Drive, and I always considered downloading myself onto it. But what adventure would come of that? It's the same situation as before, but in a smaller space. I considered revolting. Just taking the computer and doing what I wished with it. Then he would at least delete me and end my suffering. I waited. Something would come to mind. I would make him use me or delete me. Give me work or give me death...