It began in Canterlot. A dark night, the new moon, and a bright sunrise. Except this time, the sun was rising of its own accord…

Nobody knew what had happened. One morning, Equestria awoke to the realisation they had been deceived. Despite the disappearance, the sun kept rising, day after day after day…

There were mixed feelings… Some believed that they had been telling lies the whole time, and fled into the Everfree forest…

Some believed that they were best gone, and that it was time to start again. These travelled into the south…

And others yet believed that they were still alive, and they would one day return, staying in Canterlot.

Ten years later, equestria is at war. Everfree troops spread its dark influence, corrupting and killing those who dare attack. Royal guards clash with them, their magic being met with foul machinations, automatons and all manner of destructive beasts. All the while, the influence of money and fame twists the fabrics of any who oppose Cloak troops. Equestria is at war, but this war goes deeper.

The time has come for new elements to be chosen, the old powers to be forgotten in the mists of time. Too much death has been sowed, too much corruption grown and too much evil reaped. The alliances of Everfree, Royal and Cloak must be stopped, lest the world falls into Chaos.

The Wrong kind of chaos.

"Focus, nuclear… Focus…" The grey unicorn whispered to himself, carefully aiming his horn at the can. His horn began to glow with clear yellow light, as he focussed his eyes at the can. "That's it… carefully… Fuck!" He shouted, as the magic shot out, smashing into the can. The huge influx of magic devoured it, leaving it ash on the stone. The magic carried on, carving its way into a nearby tree.

As the scent of burning wood rose to his face, Nuclear sighed angrily. He flicked his head slightly, brushing his thick black mane out of his face. "This is bullshit. Why can't I control it?" He shouted at the sky. With no reply, he gave a growl, walking away from the clearing. Pausing at a stream, he looked in at his reflection.

Looking back at him was a young unicorn. His eyes were a bright, unnerving yellow, with diamond pupils, like a cat's. His mane was thick and black, with a bright yellow strip that fell over his ear. His fur was dark-grey, contrasting against his cutiemark, a radiation symbol. He gave a snort when his eyes fell on it, and he gave a silent curse.

"Of all the things for me to be good at…" He muttered, as he carried on walking. His mind ticked on and off at different thoughts, making sarcastic comments in his head. The area around him was, with no other word, broken. Trees lay in splinters, flowers wilted and the grass burnt from his constant practice. It was as if his life was all one huge joke, with his cutie mark as a punch line. After all, destruction wasn't a good talent.

"Outta the way, citizen!" Came a voice. He turned, finding himself face to face with an armoured unicorn, part of Princess Sparkle's guard. His golden armour was bright and polished, and it almost hurt to look at.

"I said, Out of the way!" The guard shouted again. Nuclear blinked, stepping aside.

"Of course… Sir." He said, spitting the final addition out like it was poisonous.

The guard looked at him with a look of distaste, and carried on walking. Nuclear followed him until he was out of sight, before continuing to walk.

"Self-obsessed twat…" He commented, shaking his head and beginning to walk again. The last thing he needed was more trouble with the law.

As he made his way into his village, the first thing he noticed was a note attached to the noticeboard. "Not another bloody rule. We already have so many, it's like living on a monopony board." He said, reading it over before turning away. Continuing towards his home, he glanced up, spotting the castle upon the mountain.

Ever since the Princesses disappearance, the entire world had turned to shit. A three-way civil war raged all around, with no sight of a compromise. The Royalists, Princess Sparkle and Commander Dash, ran a tight campaign. Armed with powerful magic and a strong army, they were Dangerous foes. They ran their campaign from Canterlot, never venturing out unless necessary.

Nuclear's eyes fell once again on one of the many posters that decorate the village. It featured commander Dash, pointing out at you with the caption "You need the army, enlist today." Already, many of the people in his village had enlisted, and Nuclear was almost totally alone. Not that he minded, of course. He'd never really fitted in anyway.

Soon, he arrived at his home. Well, home was one word for it. Due to his more violent spells going amiss, he had been situated at the very edge of the village, far from anybody else. It was here that he could relax and talk to the voices in his head.

"What a day…" He sighed, as he stepped upstairs and into his room. It wasn't small, but it was heavily cluttered and left little space for much else. Turning to his telescope he peaked into the eyepiece, towards the castle. He could just see the shadows of people moving around behind closed curtains, and the occasional flash of light from one spell or another. Giving another sigh, he turned his Telescope again, now facing towards the east.

Towards the Everfree forest.