Disclaimer: I do not own MLP: Friendship is Magic or anything from it. I only own my o.c.(s)

A/N: This is my first fan fic so constructive criticism is accepted but please no flaming, if you don't have anything nice to say please don't say it at all. I hope you will enjoy reading and remember to R&R.

Introduction

Long ago, before Equestria had come to be, the land was ruled by an all-powerful draconequus, by the name of Discord. This monster ruled over every being with an undefeatable amount pure chaos which continuously corrupted the land. The weather was out of control, he would defy the natural laws of physics, and what some considered worst of all; he would tamper with lives for his own amusement.

One destined crystal pony was no more 'lucky' than anypony else. Fore on one fateful day he found himself in Discord's presence where he received the worst torture of all, immortality; to live forever without death.

'How could that be bad thing,' though it seemed like nothing at the time, he eventually lost everypony he knew simply by out-living them. He was left to roam for all of eternity, alone.

His life became built around finding a way to break the cruse that already given him so much pain. He followed lead after lead and countless rumors, but all eventually came to a fruitless end. He didn't give up there 'though, he kept on searching, eventually hearing of a pair looking for a power that could take down the tyrant, Discord. With the hope of bringing down the dreaded monster, he also hoped that in doing so his curse would finally be broken and he could continue his life like everypony else.

He pursued the lead for months, but with so many ponies in the world, he started to think that it was hopeless. He was about to give up and let fate take its course, but just then, as fate would have it, he passed through an alleyway and saw a strange flash of light through an old boarded-up window. Just to his luck it was them, the alicorns. With excitement he went inside, where he insisted that he would help. Though he never told them why or for what reason he wanted to, they gladly accepted his offer either way, knowing that they would need all the help they could get.

They told him that they had found what they called the "Elements of Harmony" and were practicing its magic. All they needed now was a way to get close enough to Discord in order to use them.

He told them that he would guard the area so that they could confront Discord. Even though they told him it could be suicide, he told them not to worry, it was his choice and reassured them that he would be fine.

What happened next is now obvious, the sisters, now rulers of the Land, defeated Discord and turned him to stone, finally ending his reign of chaos.

In the end the stallion, out of brief anguish for not being set free, told the sisters of his problem about how he could not die.

'Though he was not free from his curse, he continued to help the princesses in any way possible as their friend. However, because of the curse the stallion was withdrawn from society and not many knew of his contributions and his place in the revival of the land.

Even so, the peaceful rule of the princesses spread all over as they vanquished the rest of the evil terrorizing the country. They even freed the ancient Pegasus's homeland in the north, though it was sealed away soon after with little to no hope of return. The ponies, although through struggle, were even able to make peace with one another and brought about the name of the land they now called Equestria.

'Though it seemed peace would last forever, one night a great evil took hold of the younger sister, Princess Luna. She appeared to have grown jealous of her older sister and in her rage turned into a darker self, Nightmare Moon.

In the struggle between the two princesses, the stallion tried to help, but before he could, it is believed he had taken a strong hit from falling debris. It is believed that he was belted unconscious and was never seen again.

When the battle between the sisters had finally ended, and after Princess Celestia had reluctantly sent her sister to the moon with the Elements of Harmony, she searched and searched for the stallion, but after so long, she eventually had to come to the possibility that he must have finally moved on, either from this life or for some unknown reason.

As one of this great stallion's greatest allies, I sadly conclude this, the only account for the ancient pony, H..."

"Nooo-." Twilight sighed as the book cut off just before the name was finished. The ancient journal was exceedingly old and was fading in many places already making it hard to read in the first place, she already had to guess a lot of the words in there as it is.

She was in the Canterlot library in the Star Swirl the Bearded section looking through some pretty old and dusty books researching this stallion. She had come across a small reference to him at home so, being intrigued, she wanted to learn more about him, like for instance, who he was and what he looked like? And why the book didn't even mention it? She thought to ask the princesses but, they were both away on royal business and they explained to her earlier that week that they felt it was best if she stayed out of contact for this one and send all reports to the castle.

All she could do now is keep searching through other books and wonder.

Chapter 1 - Return to Civilization

O.C.'s P.O.V (always read enthusiastically for o.c.)

~ one week later ~

~ Somewhere in the woods ~

It was a warm, slightly humid day and I was spending some time resting on a high up branch on a fairly tall tree with my fore legs behind my head and one hind leg resting on the other as a slight breeze gently swayed my mane away from my face.

My name is Hematite. I am a male, crystal Pegasus, with bright glowing blue eyes, a dark gray cote and a sharp, jagged citrine colored mane.

For those who do not possess deductive reasoning, I have been living alone in the forest for the past thousand years or so. As for why I'm out here, well after a "blunder" of mine, I felt that it would be best to leave my friends behind, I couldn't protect them "that time" and I need to know better before I can return to them.

Either way, after what happen all those years ago, I don't think 'she' would ever forgive me. Even if 'she' has returned.

The simple thought of all that's happened may have possibly caused my cote to go dull forever. I was depressed, beaten, scarred, and lonely. Although, I would never let anypony know that because who would want everypony to be annoyed with them over something they can't fix.

The worst part about keeping myself out here all this time is that, even though I didn't like having friends, The loneliness of being out here is really getting to me I need to talk to somepony soon or else I will lose it.

Suddenly, I was thrown from my thoughts, there was a snap of a twig down below. I quickly shot up and surveyed my surroundings to look for the source of the sound. As I looked down I found two figures walking down below. Upon further investigation (i.e. squinting), one seemed to be a young olive shaded filly with a bright red mane and the other was oddly enough a zebra.

As they walked on they were talking audible enough for me to hear them mention a town not too far away from here called Ponyville. Were they really that far from civilization or had I drifted that close to town during my time here.

Deciding that I should check it out because of my overwhelming curiosity, I flew swiftly though the woods till I came across a once open field that now beheld a not too large, not too small, peaceful looking town. The homes were brightly colored with a nice old fashioned sense in appearance. As I walked through town, I noticed the overall peacefulness of the town's remnants. It was perfect for me.

It felt like the answer to my dilemma, so I found a small home on the outer side of town and purchased it.

I returned to the forest to get my possessions and proceeded to move into the first real house I had had since I was young.

When I had returned with my things, I excitedly opened the door to my new home to find out why it was so cheap, the place was left a total dump. After living in the forest for so long, this didn't really bother me I guess, but I was going to personalize it anyway, so I just shrugged it off and explored.

What I found in the house was typical, there was a small bedroom in the northeast corner and on the exact opposite side of the hallway was a lager master bedroom which continued off on the west side with a full bathroom, containing an old corroded sink and tub with a dusty, cracked toilet that was leaking water onto the floor. The next room I checked out, the kitchen, was actually the better kept part of the whole house and was a pretty decent size. It had a small wood burning stove in the corner next to the sink. Next to that stood a white, rusty fridge. And in the middle of the room there was a small wooden island, which I must say, I was quite fond of for some reason or another.

Next, I proceeded to check out the living room which was pretty regular for this age (as I was told by the dealer) with a couch and a small cushioned chair. You might say that this was a pretty nice set up, but throughout the house there was trash strewn about everywhere and the color of every wall was a sickly green and the floor was wooden and rotted in some places. The whole house also smelled of old pizza and vomit. Yeah, this place was going to need fixing.

I went into my bag and pulled out a small piece of paper, a quill and some ink and started to write down a list of all the things that I needed to get and to do. I trotted over to the door, but out of the corner of my eye I found something that I had missed in my inspection, a large, chipped mirror leaning against the wall.

I rubbed the dust off and as I looked into the mirror. I got the first clear look at myself for the first time in many years. I was quite tall compared to most ponies around here, at about maybe a foot or two taller than regular, taller than or possibly as tall as Princess Luna (last time I was taller, but who knew now). Most ponies around this time seemed to have shrunk to about 4 feet tall, so great... I'm going to be the town giant (Whoopi.) Even so, I needed to get going.

I turned away from the mirror and continued out the door. I readied my wings and took off for town.