Author's note:
I don't own most of the characters and some parts of the fanfic, since they were made and thought of by Disney
Many thanks also to the people who liked and reviewed my Pascal story ! You have encouraged me to write this one!
I was born on a cloudy day in a tiny farm, near the outskirts of the kingdom. The clouds were all white apparently just like my coat, according to my dear mother (may you be well!) and the stable hand anyway. I was one of the little foals that were born late in the summertime. My mother was a pure white Arabian mare, just like me (except I'm a stallion), while my dad (rest in peace daddy!) was a gray stallion with a mix of Thoroughbred and Swedish Warmblood. Which made me a mix of all three breeds and made my bloodline a whole lot cooler! But that's not the point though; let's get on with the other you-simply-must-know-about-me specifics…
The stable hand named me Maximus. Though I can't say if it was from a Roman name or something around those lines, but anyway my name, Maximus, comes from the Latin word Maximos, which means "greatest" or "largest". Though I wasn't one of the largest or greatest horses in the whole kingdom…but soon to be great though! While my dad was Argus Apollo which meant "shining strength", and my mother's name was Althaia (which was again Greek like me dad) and it meant "healing". Sometimes I couldn't help but wonder why I was the only one named in Latin…unless Latin and Greek are similar, then I wouldn't be wondering about this stuff.
Anyway, the first thing that I remember seeing after I opened my big, brown eyes, would be the clouds. Those beautiful white clouds that were floating freely up in the wide blue sky. Just looking at them made me want to gallop! I guess that's how I got the dream of being a palace horse. My dad was the captain of the palace horse squad, the big man, the top gun, so I've always looked up to him and wished to be just as good as him someday. Yep good old dad…
So I would train in desserts, against the blazing heat, in the great mountain Kilimanjaro aka Mt. Everest or in the tremendous chilly tundra's of Antarctica and the North Pole where I battled against beasts such as the polar bear, tiger, liger, lion, wolf and the dragon! No, I'm just kidding! I never did all of those amazing and awesome sounding stuff, but I did train and with my dad and my best friend Aeris.
Aeris was my best buddy ever since I was a young foal. She was one of the happy-go-lucky types. Her bloodline was made up of long time jumpers such as Top Hat who was a cross of Thoroughbred and English Warmblood, Big Time who was a Swedish Warmblood-Hanoverian. What was the most interesting was that her sire was the respectable 2nd –in command of the palace guard, Sir Knightly. So I guess it was fate and destiny that we were the best of friends as were our fathers. Nevertheless we spent almost all day playing, training, and other stuff together. Even we both got into the Palace Guard, and even both became squad leaders! If it weren't for Aeris, I don't know what I would have done most of the times I needed her, or when I didn't know what to do or whenever I felt down and really needed a friend, and even when I became the overall leader of the palace guard, Aeris was always there for me. I appreciate all those things she's done for me, I wonder how I will repay her for all those times… (I feel a warm light feeling in my chest and apparently, in my face)*Ahem* I was blushing quite a while there, pretend you never saw that! And don't tell Aeris or I'll shove my hoof down your throat!
That's it basically for this chapter. Don't fret though because there'll be more of my story! So don't go away!