Author's Note: So, it begins my re-write of my old story. Didn't want to do this but I think it would be a good start after overcoming my writers block. Also, I won't delete "My Little Pony: Hunt For The Alicorns" my lovely fans persuaded me. For those who are new to this story, this will be a rated M story so with that being said, be prepared for some foul language, rape and among other "Dark" scenes that any of you would come across.

And for those who read my story, welcome back!

Genre: Action/Adventure, Romance, Humor, Suspense and Supernatural.

Explicit: Blood, Gore, Violence, War, Profanity, Sex (Because of Mating Season later in the story) and Fan Service.

Prologue: Shades Of Fear

Wind howled through the dead night, carrying a scent so dark and tense that it would change the world. A tall earth pony lifted her head and carefully sniff the air. She is very thin with a very lean surprisingly attractive body, like a runner's, thin and compact and her coat is pale as the color of snow. She looked like any earth pony except for her eyes, as they were maroon, as red as wine and her crimson mane as it was as red as blood.

She blinked in surprise. The message was very clear and correct: they were here. Or was it as trap? The mare earth pony isn't sure but she can't pass this chance up. She weighed on the odds, then said icily, "Spread out; hide behind trees and bushes. Stop whoever is coming... or die."

Around her shuffled twelve ponies. Six of them were earth ponies while the other six were pegasus, armed with short swords and round iron shields painted in red and black symbols and all of them were male. The ponies hurried into the brush, whispering as they hid. Soon, the rustling sound quieted and the forest was silent again.

The earth mare peered around a thick tree and looked up the trail. It was too dark for any earth, unicorn or pegasus to see, but strangely for the crimson earth mare, the faint moonlight was like sunshine streaming between the trees; every detail was clear and sharp to her searching gaze. She remained unnaturally quiet, a long and pale sword in her right front hoof. A wire-thin scratch curved down the blade. The weapon was thin enough to slip between a pair of ribs, yet stout enough to hack through the hardest armor.

The six earth and pegasus stallion could not see as well as the crimson maned mare; they groped like blind beggars, fumbling with their weapons. An owl screeched, cutting through the immense silence. No one relaxed until the bird flew past. Then the stallions shivered in the cold night; one snapped a twig with a heavy boot. The mare hissed in anger and the stallions strank back, motionless. She suppressed her distance-they smelled like fetid meat-and turned away. They were tools, nothing more.

The mare force them back her impatience as the minutes became hours. The scent must have wafted far ahead of its owners. She did not let the stallions to get up or warm themselves She denied those luxuries, too, and stayed behind the tree, watching the trail. Another gust of wind rushed through the forest. The smell was stronger this time. Excited, she lifted a thin lip in a snarl.

"Get ready," she whispered, her whole body vibrating. The tip of her sword moved in small circles. It had taken many plots and much pain to bring herself to this moment. It would not do to lose control now. Eyes brightened under the stallions' thick brows, and the earth ponies and pegasus gripped their weapons tighter. Ahead of them, the mare heard a clink as something hard struck a loose stone. Faint smudges emerged from the darkness and advanced down the trail.

Three ponies, one was an earth pony, the second was an pegasus and the last one in the back was a unicorn, cantered toward the ambush, their heads held high and proud, their coats rippling in the moonlight like liquid silver. The earth pony was a male with black eyes, blonde mane and orange-red coat with pointed ears and elegantly slightly slanted eyebrows. His build was slim but strong, like a rapier. A powerful bow was slung on his back. A sword pressed against his side opposite a quiver of arrows fletched with swan feathers.

The pegasus was a male who had white-gray mane, golden eyes and black coat with angled features. He carried a long spear in his right hand and a white dagger at his belt. A helm of extraordinary craftsmanship, wrought with amber and gold, rested on his head.

Between these two stallions was a raven-maned unicorn mare with sapphire eyes and dark navy blue coat, who surveyed her surroundings with poise. Framed by long black locks, her deep eyes shone with a driving force. Her clothes were unadorned, yet her beauty was undiminished. At her side was a sword, and on her back a long bow with a quiver. She carried in her lap a pouch that she frequently looked at, as if to reassure herself that it was still there.

One of the traveling companions spoke quietly, but the crimson maned mare could not hear what was said. The unicorn mare answered with obvious authority, and her guards switching places. The one wearing the helm took the lead, shifting her spear to a readier grip. They passed the crimson mane mare's hiding place and the first few earth stallions without suspicion.

The crimson mare already savoring her victory when the wind changed direction and sept towards the unicorn, pegasus and the earth pony, heavy with the stallions stench. The pegasus stallion snorted in alarm and tossed his head. The earth stallion and unicorn mare stiffened, eyes flashing from side to side, then wheeled around and continued on their way.

The unicorn mare surged forward, leaving her guards far behind. Forsaking their hiding any longer, the 6 pegasus and earth pony stallions stood and released a stream of black arrows. The crimson mare jumped out from behind the tree, raised his right hand, and shouted, "FLARE ARROW!"

Numerous arrows made of fire appear in the air in front of crimson mare from her hoof, and advance toward her intended targets immediately, illuminating the trees with a bloody light. One of the arrows strucked the unicorn mare's right front hoof and she grunted in pain but managed to maintained her stand, then glanced back for her guards.

The stalllions deadly arrows quickly brought down the two stallion guards. They fell to the ground, blood pooling down from their mouths and into the dirt. As the stallions rushed to the slain earth pony and pegasus, the crimson mare screamed, "After her! She is the one I want!" The stallion grunted and rushed down the trail.

A cry tore from the unicorn mare's lips as she saw her dead companions. She took a step towards, but upon hearing an infant crying coming from her wrapped up blanket strapped on her back, she then cursed her enemies and bounded into the forest.

While the stallion crashed through the trees, the crimson maned mare climbed a piece of granite that jutted above them. From her perch she could see all of the surrounding forest. She raised his hand and uttered, "VAL FLARE!" and launched a single projectile made of fire and a quarter-mile section of the forest exploded into flames upon impact. Grimly, she launched more Val Flare spell, burning one section after another until there was a ring of fire, half-league across, around the ambush site. The flames look like a molten crown resting on the forest. Satisfied, she watched the ring carefully, in case it should falter.

The band of fire thickened, contracting the area the stallions had to search. Suddenly, the mare heard shouts and a coarse scream. Through the trees she saw three of her charges fall in a pile, mortally wounded. She caught a glimpse of the unicorn mare running from the remaining stallions. She fled toward the craggy piece of granite at a tremendous speed. The crimson mane mare examined the ground twenty feet below, then jumped and landed nimbly in front of her. She skidded around and sped back to the trail. Blood dripped from her sword, staining the pouch in her hand.

The mindless stallions came out of the forest and hemmed her in, blocking the only escape routes. Her head whipped around as she tried to find a way out. Seeing none, she drew herself up with regal disdain. The crimson mane approached her with a raised hand, allowing herself to enjoy her helplessness. "Get her."

As the stallions surged forward, the unicorn mare pulled open the pouch, reached into it, and then let it drop to the ground. In her hands was a small infant unicorn who was crying loudly and uncontrollably. The unicorn mare comforted the infant like any mother would do. "Don't cry little one. I will not let these evil ponies take you. Over my dead body. Whatever happens, stay strong and make lots of friends and eat healthy okay?"

She then raised it over her head, lips forming frantic words. Desperate, the Shade barked, "FIREBALL!" A ball of red flame sprang from his hand and flew toward the unicorn mare, fast as an arrow. But she was too late. A flash of emerald light briefly illuminated the forest, and the infant vanished. Then the red fire smote her and she collapsed. The crimson mare howled in rage and stalked forward, flinging her sword at a tree. It passed halfway through the trunk, where it stuck, quivering. She shot twelve Fireballs from her left hoof-which killed the twelve staillions instantly-then ripped his sword free and strode to the unicorn mare.

Prophecies of revenge, spoken in a wretched language only she knew, rolled from her foul tongue. She clenched her thin hoofs and glared at the sky. The cold stars stared back, unwinking, otherworldly watchers. Disgust curled her lip before she turned back to the unconscious unicorn.

Her beauty, which would have entranced any stallion and strife pure jealousy for any mare, held no contempt nor jealousy for her. She confirmed that the infant was gone, then retrieved her carriage from its hiding place among the trees. After carrying the unicorn mare to the carriage and tying the onto the seats of the carriage, she ordered the two stallion guards to go and made her way out of the woods.

She quenched the fires in her path but left the rest to burn.