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You walk on in the Dark Forest, miserable. It is cold, and rain pours in seemingly endless torrents. The sky is dark, and it's night, but clouds cover the sky. Lightning rains down, and an earsplitting crack shatters the rattling sound of the rain.
You really should find shelter too. A storm is brewing, and you never want to be under trees in a lightning storm. You are getting very wet, however, and you rest next to a tree for a minute. You lean against the old oak's trunk, happy for the protection from the rain.
Suddenly, your hair stands up on end. A jolt of panic shoots through you as you realize you are about to be struck. You try to move from the tree, but it's too late. You see a flash of blinding light and you immediately lose consciousness.
Your sight slowly shimmers back into vision. You somehow survived. But why? Your vision clears. A delicate unicorn face is inches from your own. The stallion is yellow, with a navy mane, horn, and legs below the knees. A cyan stripe covers the face, forming a lightning shape under the eye, and the horn is shaped like an electric-blue lightning bolt. You notice the ground next to you is charred... electrical burns? He saved you from a terrible fate... With a satisfied snort, he withdraws his head, and the mythical stallion trots off into the distance, disappearing into the sheets of rain. You are one of the few to have seen the legendary Thundersteed, and he has saved your life. You get up, still a little dizzy, and head off into the darkness. The rain pours on.
You come to a clearing. The rain suddenly stops, and the thick fog parts to reveal the Thundersteed in the center of the clearing, his mane whipping with the swirls of mist. The clouds part to reveal a lone moonbeam shine down upon him, casting him in a heavenly light. You cautiously walk forward, unsure if this steed of legend will flee you. He does not; instead, the proud unicorn stallion only looks at you. You approach and say, "Thanks for saving me." You feel a bit stupid.
The unicorn smiles. "Call me Thundrai," he says. "And it was nothing." His lightning-shaped horn glows with sparks, you notice. "Would you like to hear a story?" he asks.
Yes," you say, almost reverently. It isnt every day you meet a guardian of myth, anyway.
Very well," Thundrai says. "This is how it all began..."
It was a stormy night. Thunder roared, and the silver rain pelted the herd of unicorns as they crowded around a mare, Ikayra, as she struggled and gave birth to a foal. He was an unusual unicorn. Unlike the black-and-violet unicorns of the herd, he was yellow and blue, although the markings were in the same places, except a lightning-shaped blue marking on his right back flank. His horn was shaped like a bolt of lightning from the storm he was born in, and so he was named Thundrai.
I showed a formidable control over elemental shock magic, a rare trait of the Fivaran unicorns. I was able to control orbs of electricity using only my mind, and I could cause lightning to strike the ground by gouging it with my horn. I could control lightning's path and save things from being struck. Some of the unicorns revered me for it, and my mother and father raised me so that someday I could protect them from the humans. But the lead stallion, a pure black unicorn with red eyes, thought me a threat to his leadership. He convinced the herd I was a demon, and that I would betray them to the humans that so commonly attacked us. I was only 3 months old then, still a foal. They led me to the cliffs of the territory and they prepared to slaughter me. In the end, they decided on goring me through the heart with the leader's horn. The leader, Fhyroh, charged me, but at the last second, my mother, the most agile unicorn in the herd, leaped over him and stood in front of me, protecting me. She fell on her side, dead, her heart speared on the deadly weapon we all possessed. My father nudged me with his muzzle. "I lvoe you, Thundrai. Save yourself!" Then whinned and galloped over to the leader and tried to gore him with his horn. I leaped to safety while nobody was looking, and from the cover of trees, I watched my father fall, bloody and defeated. The lead stallion snorted and led the herd away to search for me.
I galloped over to my father's side. He was breathing heavily, and blood was oozing from various mortal wounds on his chest, "I have failed you, son..." he murmured, barely a whisper, and then he died.
I stumbled back. Tears ran down my cheeks, and I didn't even try to stop them. I wanted to scream into the dusk, but I couldn't make a sound. I ran off into the distance. I was only a foal, a helpless foal, but there was nobody to protect me anymore, nobody to love me. I was alone, horribly alone in a world of forests, of monsters, and unicorns who seeked to kill me. I fled into the forest, blindly charging through the night. I ran until I couldn't run anymore, ran until I fell headfirst to the ground. A bolt of lightning struck the ground where my horn touched, and I snorted in disgust. Why did it have to be me with these powers? Why could I have not been a normal unicorn? And why did I have these abilities? I wondered until I finally fell asleep from exhaustion.
When I woke up, I was staring into the dark red eyes of a Werelupe. Its fangs were bared, and it was snarling.
I spread my wings, but the monser's teeth were already embedded into my shoulders. Another set of jaws was clamped on my foreleg. The pack of Werelupes must have found me while I was asleep, and now it was too late to save myself.
I looked up in anguish at the sky. It was the time right before dawn, when everything is gray and still. But a few stars still shone in the dull sky. Mother, Father... I thought. Are you up there, waiting for me?
Maybe I'll see you again...
I closed my eyes and waited to die.
Something sprang to life inside me. As the blood poured out of me, taking my strength with it, I suddenly felt a new surge of willpower. Why was life so cruel? To create me an outcast, have me watch everyone I loved die to save me, and then die myself? I deserved a second chance. I was going to get one.
I felt like my whole body was on fire. The burning feeling seeped through me, filling me with terrible pain, but strength as well. Pressure built inside my mind. Just when I thought I couldn't stand it anymore, a blast of lightning arced from my horn and struck each Werelupe in turn.
More will come when I have time. Maybe in a few months. o_O