This is a story that takes long ago, before Fire Fight and the Battle Foals. This is Brine and the Midnight Raiders story:

50 years ago: A forest near Hoffington:

A Master Chief and his most loyal samurai warrior were talking through the forest. "Why did you take me out here?" ask the Samurai warrior.

"You wanted to pass your training, did you," said the old Master Chief. "Todays the day."

But before he could say anything, there was a loud pitch scream, follow by what sounded like...

"Timberwolves," growled the Master Chief as he pulled his Kanata and prepare to rush into the fray.

"I thought no one came near these woods," yelled the Samurai as he pulled out his double edge blade.

"We'll worry about that later," said the Master Chief. "Now, we charge in!"

Following his master, the two charge into the fray and found... nothing.

4 Timber Wolves, a average size of a pack, lay dead, marks that showed that they were rip apart by something.

"What happened here?" said the Samurai. "These Timber Wolves have been rip to sherds!"

But the Master Chief wasn't listening. His eyes were on a bush, were he saw a faint outline of a colt, no older then about 3.

"You can come out, I'm not going to hurt you," said the Master Chief. He heard a small whimper, but then, the colt came out.

The Master Chief was surprise at the young colts appearance. His right hoof was covered in a razor sharp claw of black, with blood all over the colt's face.

"So, what do you think killed them?" said the samurai as he walk up to his master, but he stop cold when he saw the colt.

"Obsidian magic," said the both of them.

Master Chief look at him. He was barely 3 years of age, if he could guess. so why he was doing at here in the wilderness with crazy magic amazed him.

"What are you doing at here?" ask the kind old Master Chief. The colt shook.

"I don't have any, I don't know," said the colt. "I awoken under a tree and nothing in sight."

The two warriors look at each. "Come here," said the Samurai as he try to see if he was ok.

That was a big mistake.

The colt panic and a massive tentacle reach out of the earth and grab the Samurai and hand him mid air.

"Ahh! I hate heights. Put me down!" yelled the Samurai. But the colt was too scared to as his eyes glowed white and red when a hoof touch his shoulder.

He turned around and saw the Master Chief with his hoof on his shoulder. He seemed.. welcoming.

"Can you put him down?" ask the Master Chief. The colt, feeling much better, let the Samurai down.

"Now come here, little one," said the Master Chief. The colt hesitated at first, but came to him, as the Master Chief pick him up.

"What are you doing with the colt, master?" ask the samurai, dusting himself off.

"We are takeing him with us," said the Master Chief. "He doesn't have anywhere to go."

The samurai wasn't sure taking the colt was a good idea. "I not sure taking him is a good idea. He killed a pack of Timber Wolves with his claws, that's crazy!" yelled the samurai as the two walk back to camp.

"We're not leaving this colt to die in the wilderness," the Master Chief snap, leaving the samurai quiet.

"Do you have a name little one?" ask the old Master Chief. "Brine," said the little colt. "I think that's a good name for you," said the Master Chief as they enter their village.

FIFTHTEEN YEARS LATER:

The years pass as the colt, name Brine, grew into a handsome warrior. He fought and trained hard to fulfill his mission. To evenaulty replace as the new Master Chief.

Brine watch the morning sunrise. He loved the way it look for he was always a early bird. Wake up early and go to sleep late at night. He often got into trouble for doing his late night activities.

Brine sign as he hear the breakfast bell ring. His stomach was hungry. He wanted to stay, but he needed to eat something. Donning his mask, he left the tree.

Brine walk into the Mess hall where the other kids were. It wasn't anything fancy, just eggs and toast, but he learned to value anything. It was this or nothing.

Taking his mask off, he look around as he ate his food. He wasn't a talker much. He didn't pay much attention to the other students.

"Hey Claws!"

Well, only one pony and his buddies.

Brine turned to his left and saw Stinger and his gang approach him. They were bullies. They were always picking on the other students while messing with Brine due to his gifts.

"I hope you keep those claws nice and sharp, cause you are going to need it when they kick you back out into the forest!" yelled Stinger. Him and his Buddies laugh. Brine stood silent.

"Why don't you go pick on someone you're own size for once" said Brine as he returned his plate to the Lady.

Lady. She was the head of their food department and teach them about various farming skills. No one knew what her real name was, so they just called her Lady.

"What? Going to the old Stinker huh," said Stinger. "That's rude of you to call him that," said Brine, donning his mask. "And I have stuff to do."

Before Stinger could say anything else, Brine disappeared in a flash as he teleported away. "I hate when he does that," Stinger growled.

Brine reappeared in the forest, a few away from the village. This was, his spot.

He look around. He had some training to do.

He went for the punching bag first and destroyed about 3 of them before he was done. "I really need to stop doing this," mumbled Brine as he toss the destroyed bag aside.

He went into his usual workout mode, doing his push ups, sprints and training his magical abilities.

It was around sunset when Brine was returning to his dorm when he suddenly got a smack in the face and went to the ground.

"Look is so tough now!" said a familiar voice. Brine got up and saw Stinger and his gang with hammers.

"We are going to show the old stinker who is best here and they will sent you back to the forest you freak!" yelled Stinger.

This finally broke the straw in the camel's back. He had always look up to the Master Chief as a father, since he saved him from the forest so long ago. Now he was angry as ever.

"You ask for it," growled Brine as Stinger charge at him with the hammer raised. But he was stop before he could even reach him.

"What dud.." said Stinger as he look at his hooves. He was grab by a black, rocky, tentacle. "Oh krap," said Stinger as he was thrown into the air and crash into his dorm.

The rest of his gang charged at Brine, but stopped quickly as Brine shed his claws. His razor sharp, obsidian claws.

"Now the tables have turned," Brine grinned as he teleported next to one of Stingers friends and punch him in the face. You could the bones in his jaw crack as he was thrown into a barrel.

The other members tried to smash him with their hammers, but Brine dodge the attackers and grab them with his tentacles as they were thrown into the air.

Brine entered his mode as the members recovered and charged back at him, but due to his more experience and his better reflexes, he took them all out.

One member, though, had enough and charge at him with a knife and slash his eye, causing him pain as he knock him away.

He, though, came back though and tried to jump on him, but Brine was more faster.

Slash!

By then, the Master Chief and the other samurai's had arrived and saw the carnage around them. But was more concerning was that the member that tried to stab Brine was now at his mercy, holding on as his claw impaled him.

Brine release the bully from his grasp, as the member drop to the ground, holding his stomach as he ran to the medical chamber.

"Brine, we need to talk." Brine stop cold. He slowly turned around and saw the Master Chief and the rest of the samurai staring in shock at his behavior.

"Yes sir," said Brine, putting his head down in shame as he followed the Master Chief into his chamber, while the samurai went back to their duties.

Meanwhile, Stinger grumbled. "That guy is h*** on Earth for sure."

Brine sat on the couch while his Master Chief pace around the room. Finally, he ask. "Why?"

"I was defending your honor, master," said Brine, still with his head lower down. "I lost it after.."

The Master Chief put his hoof on Brine's lips. "There's no need," said the Master Chief.

Brine was very confused by this. "Your not mad at me sir," said Brine. "But I nearly killed one of your students."

"But you didn't, did you?" ask the Master Chief. "That's what honor is. Follow me, my son. It's time."

Still confused, Brine followed the Master Chief as they both entered a secret chamber. There, before his eyes, he saw it.

The Gauntlet of power.

"My time is nearly up," said the Master Chief. "Our old friends are coming, wanting to alienate us all. You will be the one to carry on the legacy of the Samurai," he said as Brine approach the Gauntlet.

"Try it, son," said the Master Chief. "It's yours."

Brine step back. "I'm not ready for something like this. I.."

"You are," said the Master Chief. "You have been since the day I found you. You are destiny to be the world's greatest warrior and defender of every living foal in the world."

Brine reach for the Gauntlet as it slide onto his hoof. A massive burst of power shock the chamber and every cell in Brine's body.

MEANWHILE: OUTSIDE THE VILLAGE:

"Somethings up," said a guard samurai as he and his partner stood watch by the front gate. "Something's out there."

"You are just being dumb again Josh, " said his partner. "There's nothing out there..."

He never got to finish his sentence cause as he turned around, Josh's throat was slit by a mysterious black covered pony with her kunai before throwing it into him, ending the both of them.

Luckily for them, the figure was spotted by another samurai. "Shadewalkers!" he yelled as he was taken out by a Bladerunner.

By the dozens, Shadewalkers and Bladerunners, with the help of some outside ponies, begin to torch the village with fire, while slaughtering the inhabits.

Die Bladerunners!" yelled a Samurai as he felled several Bladerunners in battle. But his luck ran out as he felt a kunai go straight through his heart.

"I failed you master," he mumbled as he feel to the ground, dead. The Shadewalker who killed him stood over him, and spat.

"Take that to the grave, you wicked soul," spat the Shadewalker as she left the scene.

Meanwhile, back in the chamber, Brine had noticed the Master Chief wasn't doing anything.

"Master?" ask Brine as the Master Chief collapsed onto the floor. Panicking, Brine ran to him, but the old Samurai wasn't doing hot.

"Brine... take my sword," mumbled the Master Chief as he unshed his sword, his Kanata and handed it to Brine. "Take it and defend the rights of Foals like you..."

The Master Chief fell silent as his heart stop. "Please, speak to ME!" yelled Brine. But he got no response. He knew what happened.

Brine cried.

He had been through everything. He was a father to him. Someone he look up to for so long, gone.

He cried for a long time that night.

On the surface, the bodies and houses of the Samurai burned as the black smoke filled the air. The Shadewalkers and Bladerunners were already gone, thinking they had finally gotten rid of their biggest enemy.

When morning dawn, Brine look around as he exited the chamber. The village was gone, burned away. Bodies of everyone he knew was gone.

Brine's mind flash before his eyes. Everything he knew, was gone. "They were looking for me," he told himself.

He remember his master's final words: "Protect the rights of the Foals like you."

"I am coming for you all!" yelled Brine as he don his mask and look at his Kanata. He knew what he had to do.

And that day, he left the village. And begin his quest that would be his lifeline and for revenge.