A/N: Hi, my name is Bella Skywalker. This is my first "My Little Pony" fanfic so I'm a bit of a rookie at it. If there is anything you either like or dislike (or even suggest), feel free to leave a review or message me. :)
I hope you enjoy this because I had a lot of fun writing it, and if you don't, that's totally fine. :)
I do not own My Little Pony, or anything related to Harry Potter.
Brothers of the Night
Awakening
Chapter 1: Story Time
Equestria, the land of peace and tranquility, where creatures lived in harmony. Ruled with grace by two sisters, the land thrived in prosperity and happiness. The inhabitants were mainly consisted of four-legged creatures called Ponies, made up of the Three: the magic users called Unicorns, the winged (and weather control) Pegasi and the hard-working Earth Ponies.
One of the small establishments in Equestria was a small town called Ponyville, where six ponies lived. They were not only best friends, but have saved Ponyville, and Equestria, from many evil villains. Their group consisted of: Applejack, the country Earth Pony; Pinkie Pie, the party-lovin' Earth Pony; Rarity, the designer and fashion unicorn; Fluttershy, the kind and pet-carer Pegasus; Rainbow Dash, the fastest Pegasus in Equestria; and the newly-appointed Alicorn Princess Twilight Sparkle.
Princess Twilight would tell any of her friends not to address her as such, since the role of Princess was still uneasy to her. Anypony would if they were sent to an alternative world where their teacher had large screens, showing their past adventures and suddenly turned them into an Alicorn. The main uncertainty of Twilight was that she never saw herself as a ruler, let alone as somepony to give inspiration to other (she was thankful that her lessons that she learned from friendship to aide in this).
On one fine day, the beginning of our story, Twilight was happening to do her usual thing: reading. After discovering the journal in the old abandoned Castle, she and her friends decided to write their future adventures in a similar journal, to keep track of the lessons they learned. They had already started writing about many of their adventures so far, and of the Six Keys (to which Twilight still hadn't figured out yet), but reading did help calm her nerves a bit.
She was reading a book written by Starswirl the Bearded when she was interrupted by her assistant, Spike the dragon.
"Twilight! There a letter from Celestia for you!" He called to her. He handed Twilight the letter and ran back downstairs to his chores.
Twilight opened the letter:
To my former, and most faithful, student, Princess Twilight Sparkle,
This book has been on my shelf for a long time, and I feel that now, as a Princess, you should know of this history in the last section, but it is known as a tale.
I say 'tale' merely in speculation, my friend, for ponies who are familiar with it, if they still are, will tell you that 'it is just a tale', no further proof of it ever being history.
Read this book, and I will explain everything to you once you have finished it.
Best of luck to you,
Princess Celestia.
Twilight smiled at the letter. I always feel good after reading a letter from her. She studied the letter further, rereading it multiple times. What is this book she speaks of? Twilight wondered. She looked around her, wondering if she had just misplaced a package of some sort.
"Twilight! There's a package for you, too!" Spike called out, as he ran up the stairs. He held a brown package in his hand, which was enclosed in brown-coloured yarn.
Twilight grinned, as Spike handed her the package."Thank you, my Number 1 Assistant," she told him. Spike waved it off, although he did blush.
"Nah, it was nothing," he assured. Twilight used her magic to levitate the young dragon to her and she hugged him. Spike rolled his eyes in the "girly moment", but hugged his friend back anyway.
He backed away. "So what did Princess Celestia send you?" Spike asked, excitedly.
Twilight began to unwrap the package."She says that it is some type of foal's tale, but she insists that it is history." She took off the wrapping and revealed the book.
As she always did, she studied the cover of the book. A symbol of a full moon with a crested moon was imbedded in the cover. Twilight ran her hoof over the symbol; it felt bumpy, as though it wanted to be in the third dimension. White dots spotted all over the black-coloured cover. However, the book did look old: the corners were tearing, it was stained in some places (perhaps someone owned this before Celestia took possession of it) with dirt, and the title was under a sheet of dust.
Twilight blew the dust off the book, and soon realized that there was more dust than she thought, for her sight became blur and her breathing uneven. She coughed to clear out her throat.
"Celestia wasn't kidding when she said she had this on her shelf for a long time," the young Alicorn mused.
Twilight read out the title: "The Tales of Barble the Beed."
Spike would have raised an eyebrow if he had one. "Barble the Beed?" he asked, unfamiliar of the name.
Twilight shrugged, for she was not familiar with the book, either. Then she reread the title. "I don't understand... Celestia said that this may be history, but the title itself says 'tales'."
She opened the book to the first page, to which held the 'Table of Contents':
The Mare and the Magic Stool
Barleby Warleby and His Laughing Stump
The Well of Wellbeing
The Sorceror's Shaggy Heart
The Tale of the The Three Unicorns
Brothers of the Night
Twilight giggled at the titles. "These must be all foal's bedtime stories from a long time ago." She looked up to Spike, with a smile. "Wanna read them with me?"
Spike shrugged. "I don't see why not, they seem to be harmless little stories."
Both Twilight and Spike jumped onto her bed as they read each story, one by one, for the next couple of hours.
The two friends laughed through The Mare and the Magic Stool, which was about a foolish Earth Pony who inherited a stool, which would begin to conjur up anything the mare did not do to help others. The mare soon learned her lesson and the stool stopped spurring.
The Well of Wellbeing was probably their favorite: it was about a well which, if you drank from it, will give you a life of luck and fortune. Three mare ponies (an ill Pegasus, a poor Earth pony and a heartbroken unicorn) were chosen to go through the Labyrinth, and they ran into a luckless Earth stallion. The four then solve riddles throughout the maze, and they eventually go to it.
Barleby Warleby and His Laughing Stump got more laughs from the two friends, for it was about a old unicorn stallion who taught a foolish King a lesson about magic.
The next one, The Sorceror's Shaggy Heart was a little disturbing for the two friends, so they decided not to continue it.
The Tale of the Three Unicorns was about three sisters who met a dark creature called Death and all received gifts from them. The two older sisters were arrogant and power-hungry, and soon were taken by Death. However, the youngest sister was the wisest and had asked for Death's most precious gift-a cloak of Shadows- and Death could not find the young sister until she had passed the cloak to her firstborn.
Spike pointed to the last story. "The last one seems interesting!" he told Twilight.
The young Alicorn nodded. "I do hope this is more historical than the other ones," she admitted. She began to read the story:
Brothers of the Night
Once upon a time, there were two brothers who could not have been more different.
Twilight stared at the sentence, quizzically. That's an odd way to introduce a history book. She shrugged. Then again, ponies know it as a tale.
She continued:
One was born on one of the most rarest days: the night of a blue moon, where the Moon shined a bright blue magma across the black night. Evidently, the newborn was indeed a similar color to the Moon that night. His coat was of a light azure, and his mane was of a dark cobalt blue. His parents, bewitched by the beauty of their son, decided to name him after the light that radiated across the land of darkness.
The second, whom was five years his brother's junior, was viewed as a more particular pony by others, for he was born on the darkest night, save for the full moon that stood out on his birth. The most particular was that of the younger brother's coat: his entire coat was of complete black, and his mane was only a tad lighter. In addition to his strange appearance, he bore a birthmark over his left eye, which resembled the phase of the moon of which he was born on. Nevertheless, he was a handsome colt, and his parents loved him as dearly as his older brother.
As the years drawn on, the younger brother became kind, gentle and always did duties that benefited others, especially his older brother, for whom he admired highly. His love for his brother was strong, although it will blind him in the future.
The elder brother became cold-hearten, arrogant and selfish, but he did not show his true motives until he deemed it so. He, at first, did not care much of his younger brother, for he viewed his brother as of a nuisance. However, as he watched his younger brother become more well-loved and well-respected than himself, he grew hateful and jealous of the darkened Alicorn.
The older brother's betrothed, an Alicorn, grew cautious of her husband's behavior. Fearing for his well-being, she secretly met up with her brother-in-law in many occasions, trying to find a way to help him.
This, however, gave the older brother the more reason to be jealous of his brother, for he knew of his wife's disappearances with his brother, and concluded that they were secret lovers.
The last stroke of hatred in the young Alicorn's heart changed him drastically into a hideous monster of darkness. His cloven teeth grew out fangs, his feathered wings turned to those of a dragon's and spikes of a hydra sheared out from his back. His fur was no longer soft as silk; it was now tethered with scales of a griffon's forelegs. His once soft eyes glowed hotter than of a phoenix.
The creäture traveled the land, threatening the citizens of death and sending nightmares in their sleep, payment for their dues to his brother.
The older brother charged at his brother, accusing him of adultery and betrayal. The younger brother parried the attack, and told the creäture that he was not doing those actions. The creäture did not listen, as he continued to fire magic at him. Their mother appeared and commanded her older son to stop fighting, and that the two of them must work together, as they were always meant to. The creäture declared that he was no longer her son, and hit his once brother with dark magic, assuming he killed the younger Alicorn.
The mother charged at her older son, and both of their magic met at a median of bright lights. This duel seemed to go on for hours, as the mother tried her hardest to have her son return. The creäture, however, did not cooperate, as he let out a stroke of dark magic, which knocked the mare unconscious.
At that moment, the younger brother returned and a longer duel broke out between the two brothers. Like his mother, the younger Alicorn tried to have his brother whom he once admired return, but the creäture would not listen. Tearfully, the younger brother released him most powerful magic toward his brother, turning the creäture into a statue.
Over time, the young Alicorn rebuilt the shattered land and rose as the ruler, after his mother's resign. He took his brother's betrothal as his wife, and they ruled the land in peace and tranquility from then on.
Moral: Hatred and jealousy can bring out the monster within us, and kindness and love will ignite the good in all of us.
Twilight flipped through the pages. The rest of the book merely showed the author's bibliography (a Unicorn Pony named Crooder) and nothing more. That's odd; the story just ends there...
She used her magic to float the book back on her shelf. "That story is similar to the one of Celestia and Luna, except this one is just a fairy tale, and it doesn't even mention Equestria."
Spike tilted his head in confusion. "But didn't Princess Celestia say that it was history?" he asked.
Twilight groaned. "Well, there is no evidence that it did happen! First of all-" she took the book and showed Spike the pages. -"there are no names mentioned in this!"
Spike took the book from Twilight's magic aura and began to read thought it. He squinted his eyes to read it better. "Well, these are all Alicorns, so they must have been royalty."
Twilight shrugged. "But not all Alicorns are royal, just like unicorns, Earth and Pegasi could also be royal. Look at Prince Blueblood, for example."
She jumped off her bed and began to pace. "Also, Alicorns are usually depicted as winged Unicorns in fairy tales, for their powerful magic, and these 'Alicorns' may be just be so, and not related to history at all."
Spike pointed to the book."But dracoeqquis exist, don't they?" he asked, pointing to the description of the 'creature':
The last stroke of hatred in the young Alicorn's heart changed him drastically into a hideous monster of darkness. His cloven teeth grew out fangs, his feathered wings turned to those of a dragon's and spikes of a hydra sheared out from his back. His fur was no longer soft as silk; it was now tethered with scales of a griffon's forelegs. His once soft eyes glowed hotter than of a phoenix.
Twilight pondered at the description. "Could this creature be related to Discord somehow?" she wondered. Spike just shrugged.
Almost immediately, Twilight got an idea. She grabbed the book from Spike's claws and flipped to the last pages, where the bibliography of the author was stated.
"Crooder..." Twilight pronounced, with uncertainty. Of all the books she have read, and famous unicorns she had studied, this unicorn was unknown to her. Hopefully, their bibliography will have some clue...
A unicorn from the West End, Crooder the Cukoo (although he would prefer Crooder the Charismatic) is a famous foal story writer, who loves to spread joy to all of the fillies and colts. He is known for his best-seller: The Tales of Barble the Beed, and serving as one of the royal advisers to Lord Tiberius.
Twilight blinked. "Lord Tiberius?" she asked, aloud. She immediately scrambled through her books.
Spike scratched his head. "Who in the hay is Lord Tiberius?" he wondered, no idea why Twilight was frantically searching the shelves.
Twilight used her magic to quickly search through her books. "I remember a book I had read when I was younger of the past rulers of Equestria. Apparently, he was the King of Equestria hundreds of years before Princess Celestia and Princess Luna." She sighed. "It must be in my room in Canterlot."
Spike's confusion was still evident on his face. "Do you think he was the younger brother in the tale?" he wondered.
Twilight pondered at the thought. "Maybe, but I must tell Celestia that we've finished the book, so she can further explain."Shedoes have a way of not revealing things until after I have found out about stuff, Twilight thought grimly.
Spike immediately took out a feather and paper. "Ready for me to write a letter?"
"Yes." Twilight cleared her throat: "Dear Princess Celestia, I have finished the book just as you have requested and I wil be awaiting your further instruction. Your former faithful student, Princess Twilight Sparkle."
"...Twilight...Sparkle..." Spike repeated, as he finished the letter. He rolled it up neatly and breathed his fire onto it. It immediately became engulfed by the flame.
Twilight patted Spike's head. "Thank you, my Number 1 Assistant." She looked out the window, a feeling of eagerness upon her.
I wonder why Celestia would want me to read a foal's tale? And what is the significance of Lord Tiberius? Twilight pondered.
To be continued...
