Ponunculus
Alright I know this is kind of short, but I felt the reader should focus their attention on Mephist's creation, and start of development alone for this chapter. Now don't get me wrong the man in red will be Mephist's companion throughout the story, but this Pegasus will have to face many challenges without his powerful guide leading the way. Of course that very reason will become the basis of his interactions with the Elements of Harmony, and discover his very nature as time goes by. For now however I hope you'll enjoy this chapter of my first MLP fan-fic, and perhaps send me your thoughts on it.
Despite the normally calm weather around Ponyville this time of year the howling wind alone was more than enough to keep even the most daring ponies inside their homes. Of course seeing how the rain had been rather sparse of late surely one rough night was a sacrifice everypony had to make for the greater good. But with the storm hold everypony's attention that night no one would managed to notice not all was well in the nearby forest. Of course from the horrible event covered up by the thunder-storm perhaps Ponyville should count itself lucky to avoid discovering this sick truth just yet.
After all it wasn't exactly normal for a humanoid to exist in Equestria , and even the monsters inside Everfree Forest knew to give the red cloaked figure a wide berth. Still the red cloaked figure couldn't be happier with that exact arrangement as he quickly set about his task as he withdrew a red gem from somewhere in his cloak. After all every bit of magic needs a starting point be it simple knowledge or mystic herbs, and this time was no exception to that unspoken rule. Speaking in little more than a whisper the cloaked figure began to allow magic from his own body flow into the gem making it pulse in his hand almost like a beating heart. As the cloaked figure checked over the magical charged gem knew this first step would be the easiest, but with the night still young time was on his side.
Cutting off the flow of magic the red clad figure could only smile as he took a break to take in the current state of his work as the first warming rays of sunlight slipped in through the tree tops. While the process was quite draining the winged pony currently snoozing under the shade of a tree was well worth the effort in the figures eyes as his hand's gently worked through the red mane on his creation. While he could have made his "son" a simple earth pony the cloaked figure couldn't help giving his child the gift of flight clearly revealed by wings the crimson would be forced to bear from this moment on.
" Well it appears your "birth" turned out well Mephist I expect your body will be quite sore for the next few days, but I think you'll enjoy your body after that brief period. Of course I've left a few spells linger on you for a while my boy, but they are all for your benefit. Just don't be startled if I have to save you from danger alright?" the red clad asked with a gentle whisper as he took the time to spend a little time with his "son" before departing in a gentle flash of magic as Mephist began to stir from his slumber.
For a moment there as he began to wake Mephist felt like there was someone at his side, but as his eyes sprung open he found himself alone as the first trickles of information flowed into the pony's mind. "Everfree forest?" Mephist asked with a whisper as the scenery seemed to click with the implanted knowledge his "father" gave him, but with that knowledge came Mephist's first taste of fear locking him place until the flow of knowledge came to a stop. Unsurprisingly the crimson Pegasus tried to bolt to his feet to leave such a place, but instead found himself sprawled out on the ground after a few steps. " Uggh can't I even take a few steps without finding myself in the embrace of the grass?" Mephist asked with a sigh of annoyance seeing how his body didn't want to work the way he wanted it to at the moment, but thankfully Mephist didn't decide to try taking to the air as that surely would have resulted in more than a simple fall into the grass if things turned sour.
Still one would have to admit for somepony only born a few hours ago Mephist had long since surpassed a normal pony's development both in body,and mind even if he had yet to attempt taking his place in the sky as his wings clearly suggested. " Lets just wait until I've recovered from whatever happened to me in the first place as I'd hate to find out these wings were the cause in the first place." Mephist thought with a mental cring as the image of a painful crash appeared in his mind only further enforcing how little freedom he had in his still rather worn out body. But little did Mephist know that each step he took simply brought him closer to the much harsher trials ahead in Ponyville as the residents of the busy town began to go about their day after the rather rough night.