the time is late fall four months after the incident with the changeling queen. crimsons death idolized him as a national hero and has been given his on crypt in the canterlot garden of hero's. as crimsons adventuring became more and more famous it caused inspiration and tension to rise. this caused a period in equestria as the rise to adventure. ponies everywhere started going out and having great adventures. it even attracted ponies from around the world to equestria as well and soon the country became a bustling land of discovery and adventure.
along with the inspiration that brought along the rise to adventure, crimsons influence inspired a group of ponies called 'The Crimson Order' to take shape. the crimson order is vast group of adventurers inspired by crimson to protect and serve the innocent or any pony that needs help or assistance. they take in requests for services and send ponies out to aid in those quests.
but this era of adventure brought rise to more than just adventurers and the crimson order. as adventurers went along and helped ponies some... weren't so helpful. they used their seemingly large power or strength to take advantage of the ponies of equestria. this gave rise to bandits, thieves, outlaws, assassins, and pirates. this has been going on for the last three years once crimson blast left for the quest that would make him a legend. for three years the crimson order has fought against the evil running around this land. they built camps, bunkers, and fortresses... but so did the bandits.
while war wages on a great force lies dormant inside a strange and mysterious body. the soul of the hero king crimson blast lie within the body of an unfamiliar pony. without his original body or memories crimson has no hope of easily returning his life to normal. he must fight on and discover the truth about himself. because only he can restore balance to the chaotic rift forced upon equestria at the moment of his death. he must fight... if he wants to know his friends, his family and any pony he cares for, he must fight... but no pony could imagine the challenges and trouble that lies ahead
-(November, 19, 2012th century of of celestias rule)-
i woke up suddenly in the middle of the day sweating and breathing heavily. i looked around to see i was sitting under a tree with my bags next to me and a leather wide brim hat resting on my head. i couldn't remember anything. the only things i knew was that i had lost my memory and that i needed to figure out who i was. it's good that i at least know how to walk, talk and function normally... as well as fly too now that i see the pair of brown wings beside me. i looked myself over to see what i could find out.
i was average height for a pony with brown a short brown coat. i had a long black tail and short black hair. my cutie mark was a picture of a lightning bolt with the colors of fire. and i had wings. i could remember how to fly... so that's another thing, but it doesn't help much. i looked down the road i was sleeping next to and i saw a town. i must have been traveling here... but what is this place. maybe i should go inside and find out.
before i went to get up i decided to check my bags. i opened up one pouch and there was nothing in it. i opened up the other and there was a large sack of money. i took it out and tied it to the straps of my saddlebags. at least i have some money to help me keep going. and by the looks of it i have a lot of money... at least 2000 bits. this bag must have like some kind of charm on it or something. i smiled and got up and started walking into the town. as i walked i could feel something rubbing against my back. i turned back to see i had a bow and some arrows strung to my back... i can't believe i hadn't noticed those... i guess that means i can shoot a bow well.
as i continued into the town i started to look around and the town looked beautiful. it was bright and happy. but the ponies inside of it weren't as happy and colorful as i had expected them to be. a few of them looked like they were in mourning and the rest were rather mellow and depressed. i thought about what was going on here and i decided to ask somepony. and conveniently i was at a stall selling food. my stomach growled and i thought of this as the perfect coincidence. i walked up to the pony at the stall and he smiled when he saw me.
"hello sir." he said. "what can i get you today."
"i'll take two apple pies and four bottles of apple cider." i said. i had a deep abut kind voice. i paid him and he handed me my food which i stuffed into my bag.
"anything else?" he asked.
"uh...yeah." i said. "why does everypony seem so glum and upset?"
"where in mourning... we lost a great hero and adventurer month ago when he protected all of equestria from a horrible changeling invasion... he has a monument right here in ponyville... right in front of town hall." he said.
"wow..." i exclaimed "a month ago and everyponies still in mourning."
"yeah..." he said. " he had a few friends here... not sure of their names but i know that they haven't taken it well... i heard that even the princess herself is mourning."
"the princess even..." i said playing along but i had no clue we had a princess. she must be beautiful. i wonder what the king and queen are like. so that means we live in a monarchy... which is fine seeing everypony is happy... besides what happened to this hero guy. "well thank you for the info." i said waving goodbye as i walked away.
i walked for a bit until i came across a bench and sat down to eat my food. i munched down the whole pie. i must have been hungry and finished off two bottles of cider. when i was done i threw the trash away and continued on my way through... through... dammit, i forgot to ask that stallion what this town was... though i think i'm in someplace called equestria... but that just might be the name of the country.
i walked along the dirt path passing other ponies who had a sullen feeling lingering with them. i decided to walk instead of fly so i could take in the sights of the town. i had no idea where i was going but i was trying my best to get to the center of town and see the statue of this hero that sales stallion talked about. but with all these sullen faces and mellow ponies flying doesn't seem so bad anymore.
i lifted my wings and flew up into the air. i rose up high above the buildings and i could get a good bird's eye view of the town. i was surprised to see i wasn't that far from what i guessed was the center of town. i flew towards a big opening and touched down next to a large building. i figured it out to be town hall. i saw a statue in the middle of the large opening and i walked forward and stood in front of the statue to look at it.
it was a large stone statue of a pony... but it seemed to magically glow. there were symbols over it that glowed blue with energy. the pony himself was rather imposing. he had long hair and was wearing an impressive set of spiked armour with a crown. he had his wings jetting out and spread eagle. he had a large sword by his side and one of his front hooves was lifted up. his head was turned to the right and he had a determined look on his face like he was focused on his next target. at the foot of the statue laid piles of flowers oh which most were withered. above those was a plaque. it read:
"here symbols the life of the brave and powerful crimson blast... protector of equestria, who selflessly gave his life to not only repel the terrible changeling swarm but save the lives of his friends and the princess herself... may he rest in eternal peace."
i looked back up at the statue. even though the figure in the statue was rather imposing and looked powerful i couldn't help but feel like it was driving the feeling of hope and love into my heart. whoever this pony was... i would have loved to meet him. i smiled one more time at the statue of the hero and left the town circle.
i walked out of the clearing and back into the crowded streets. i wasn't sure what i should be looking for next... probably a place to sleep. it shouldn't be hard finding a hotel or and inn... or something. i started walking down streets and kept an eye out for any hotels or inns. so far no luck... if this goes on i'll just have to settle on the first one i find. i looked up to the sky and it was well past noon. the sky was already showing hints of bright orange as the sun loomed closer to the edge of the earth... i'm going to have to make this quick.
i kept walking around aimlessly for a few more minutes before i finally found some kind of inn. i smiled at my own luck and walked over to the door. stepped inside and looked around at the cozy well lit inn. there was a bar and tables for eating and a staircase with a sign next to it that read "rooms". i walked over to the bar and sat down. a mare came out from the back and smiled when she saw me. she walked over and looked me over.
"what can i do for ya'..." she asked.
"i'm looking to rent out a room." i said.
"sure thing sweetie..." the mare replied winking at me as she cleaned a few beer glasses with a cloth. i pulled a room key off a wall next to her and tossed it on the counter. "the rooms are 15 bits a night..." she said. i reached into my gold pouch and pulled out fifteen bits. she grabbed them and smiled.
"thank you..." i said.
"would you like a drink with that sweetie." she said. i smiled and chuckled to myself... i don't remember if i used to be an avid drinker or anything... hell i can't even remember what beer tastes like... but one drink won't hurt.
"sure..." i said.
"what'll it be?..." she asked
"whatevers cheap..." i said. she smiled and walked into the back. i waited for a few seconds before she came back with a handful of mugs and started putting them away. she grabbed one and filled it up at a beer barrel sitting on a stand behind the counter. she placed the drink in front of me and i paid her for it.
i carefully took a sip of the beer. it wasn't that bad. i took a chug of it and placed it down. i went to take another sip before the sound of beautiful and alluring music filled the room. i looked back to see a grey mare with a huge cello playing in the corner. all the stallions who were eating at the tables or sitting by the fire were watching her. some more avidly than others. i couldn't help but get distracted by her music as well.
i sat there and watched her play for a few minutes before her song ended and she took a break. i smiled and went back to my beer. i took another drink and my cold beer was now flat and at room temperature... i guess i had been watching for much more than a few minutes. i chugged the rest of the beer and put the glass on the table.
i spent the next hour or so drinking beer and sitting at the bar. i was kind of hoping that getting drunk would make me remember who i was. or at least give me some kind of clue. but it didn't seem to help at all, infact it was probably just making things worse. i started getting a bit sweaty so i reached up and pulled off my hat and placed it on the counter.
it was a leather wide brim hat that stretched out over at least a foot past the cap. it was a dark faded blue with an equally faded and dirty dark red stripe along the base of the cap. the cap had a buckle on it. it was a metal skull that was worn and ragged. it was a rather interesting hat. i liked it but i wish i knew why had it... or where i got it. my other gear wasn't so impressive , i learned after checking them too.
my saddle bags were just ordinary tan leather saddle bags with straps and pockets. the bow strung to my back was a basic wooden bow with white wrappings for grip. and the arrows were just regular iron arrows. nothing fancy and i only had like 15 of them. that's all i had to my name. my bags, a hat, a bow, 15 arrows, and something close to 2000 bits in a cloth bound pouch. i sighed deeply and let my head fall and hit the bar counter.
i sat there with my head buried in my arms and i could feel somepony walk over and take the seat next to me. i heard her order something to drink and to my surprise it was a mares voice ordering something. out of curiosity i looked up and saw a grey mare with dark grey hair and purple eyes sitting at the bar sipping from a glass of wine.
"hey..." i said poking my head up. "you're the mare who was playing the cello."
"i'm not interested." she said in a rather uptight sounding voice... but there was a bit more to her voice than that. i can't quite explain it.
"interested in what?" i asked.
"you know what." she said.
"i don't know anything." i said burying my head in my hooves.
"you got that right." she mumbled to herself.
"you know lady it's not always safe to assume..." i said.
"well pardon me if i assume that you were just trying to buy me a drink and get me drunk enough to try something." she said rolling her eyes.
"i think you've been playing in too many low rate bars..." i said. the bar mare gave me a dirty look when she heard what i said. "no offense..." i said to the bar mare. "you've got good music... you should be playing at more professional places." she looked over to me and i could feel her mood change.
"wow..." she said holding her wine glass. "thats the first time somepony has bothered to compliment my music."
"like i said... you've been playing in too many sleazy bars." i said making sure the bar mare wasn't around to hear me.
"i know..." she said. "but my career has been in a sort of downward spiral and i need to play here to get back on my hooves." she said taking another sip of her wine. i'm surprised i was being so smooth after having drank four beers... then again they were cheap beers.
"so what's you're name..." i asked her. she smiled and took another sip of her wine.
"my name is octavia..." she said. "what's yours?" she asked. i paniced quietly on the inside because i didn't know what my name was. i could probably think of something. i looked at eyes my bow and remembered my cutie mark. it wasn't long until i came up with a fake (or possibly real) name.
"i'm hot shot." i said.
"you must be another one of those inspired adventurers." she said.
"inspired adventurer?" i said questionably.
"yeah... you know about the hero adventurer crimson blast don't you?" she asked.
"yeah i saw his statue in the town center." i said.
"well when he became more famous across equestria he started a spark and inspired ponies to become adventurers like he was. there have been a lot of them. equestria has been a rather civil country and it still is but this is the first time in a long time we've ever bothered ourselves with adventuring unlike other countries." she said. "when did you become inspired to be an adventurer?"
"a while ago..." i said. "i came here from a small town to the west."
"oh you mean apalooza..." she said. "you definitely have the western style about you." i had no idea what she was saying or what i was getting into but i decided to start making this my alibi until i get my memory back.
"yeah..." i said going with the story. "it's a nice town but not very exciting... so i traveled here and decided i would settle in this town... uhm what town is this anyway." i asked. she just smiled and giggled a bit.
"how do you not know the name of the town you decided to travel to." she said hiding her smile behind her hoof.
"i tripped and hit my head on a rock on my way here... jogged my memory and i've been a bit confused since then." i said partially admitting to my memory loss.
"a rock?" she she said holding back her laughter.
"you're not buying it are you." i said.
"not at all..." she said. "what's the real story."
"alright you got me..." i said. " i've been wandering around for quite some time without a map and i'm horribly lost."
"that makes more sense..." she said. "well this is the lovely town of ponyville."
"ponyville huh." i said. "it's a nice place."
"yes but it's not always the most peaceful place in equestria." she said and almost by fate a stallion came over and wedged himself in between us and he was looking at octavia. a look of disgust washed over octavias face.
"hey there baby..." said the stallion. "why don't you and i wet our whistles with some drinks and go make some music together." that was a disgusting pickup line. it was also quite obvious that this pony was wasted out of his mind as he smelled of booze and depression.
"please leave me alone." octavia said turning her gaze away from the drunk stallion.
" c'mon honey don't be like that." he said grabbing her arm and tugging her.
"let go you creep..." she said. i got up and pulled on the stallions shoulder until he was facing me.
"what do you want ugly." he said.
"me and my friend here were having a conversation before you so rudely interrupted..." i said. "leave..." i said in a threatening voice... i didn't want to fight him because frankly... i don't know if i can fight or not and i'd rather not find out the hard way.
"a mare like her needs a real colt... not you." he said. his voice was slurred and he seemed rather dizzy.
"leave now." i repeated.
"alright i'll go..." he said. "right after THIS!" he exclaimed as he swung his hoof and smashed his beer bottle over the side of my head. it smashed against my skull and i stumbled and fell to the ground. before i could start seeing clear i felt something hit me right in the face. i'm sure that he had just punched me. i started swinging randomly and i managed to get a few hits but this guy was seriously kicking my ass.
it wasn't long before i tripped over a chair and fell to the ground. he jumped on me and started choking me. i tried to pull his hooves from my throat so i could breathe but i was too dazed and dizzy to get a good hold. i could feel the room growing even darker as i clasped for air.
"alright... you've had enough to drink." said a strong voice from close by. i saw a pair of hooves grab the pony by the shoulders and pull him off me. the stallion was then thrown into a nearby table. i gasped and sputtered trying to catch my breath. i looked over to see a large stallion with huge armour plating and a sword.
the drunk stallion had thrown a beer bottle at the armoured stallion but the glass shattered over his gear and didn't phase him whatsoever.
"hey hey hey..." said the bar mare. "watch it!"
"sorry holly..." said the armoured stallion. the drunk stallion charged at him but the armoured stallion got him first and smacked him clean across the face. the room filled with the thud of the strike and a small crack suggesting that he just broke the other stallions snout. i just sat there and watched bleeding from my snout and the side of my head. the drunk stallion hit the floor and was still... it was a knock out.
the armoured stallion smiled at his victory and walked over to me. a few other colts grabbed the drunk and threw him out of the inn. as he moved closer i could see that the stallion had a horn on his head... he was a unicorn.
"you alright guy." he said reaching a hoof out to help me up. i grabbed his hoof and got up on my own four hooves.
"yeah i'll live..." i said. "that was pretty cheap blind siding me with a beer bottle."
"here why don't i buy you and you're mare friend over there a few drinks to wash out the pain." he said.
"thanks." i replied. we both sat at the bar and waited for the ber mare to serve us.
"so i haven't seen you around here before... new in town." asked the stallion. i was sitting next to octavia and he was sitting next to me.
"he's from apalooza... out west." said octavia.
"well you've got the western feel about you." he said. he reached his hoof out and picked up my hat to look at it. "and the hat's a nice touch too... so stranger you got a name?" he asked.
"yeah... my names hot shot." i said. "what about you... what's you're name?"
"Thunder Rush."
-READ THIS-
instead of an authors note i will give you this warning
the story is nothing near what you expected it would come out to be and you will find out by chapter four and in chapter five as well. there is a lot of violence... seriously guys i could paint the script red with all the blood spilled in the book that ive written up as well.
also know that there is sex and aggressive and vulgar language. along with this there are also suggestive scenes and a few big words here and there... but mostly just sex and violence.
it does get pretty dark at a few points.
i can tell you guys this now... you will never expect whats coming next...even when it seems like something is going to happen and you think that i'm foreshadowing it's true that i am. you can most likely guess what might happen but you will not know how it happens.
i had a lot of fun with this.