The night was calm. The city of Manehattan was bustling with life, even this late. Ponies walked through the streets, performing the same activities that could be performed during the day. Some took to their homes, whether for the comfort of sleep, or the comfort of another. Bars and pubs were teeming with life, overrun by hyped up drunkies and potheads. The city was in its normal state of existence.

But, crime is also a factor of the night. This night was no different from the rest. Minor muggings were not rare, happening practically every night. In one place or another, some random pony was being mugged for Celestia knows why. But, this night held something even more dastardly in store.

From the outskirts of Manehattan, a strong, armored unicorn stallion looked over to a district of the city, filled with life and excitement. It disgusted him. These ponies that threw themselves away in such manners made him sick. He could only think of how the world would truly be a better place once they had been dealt with. Another stallion walked up to the leader and bowed his head.

“Master, all preparations have been completed. We await your order.” The Master was pleased with this news. Although, one thing was still in the back of his mind.

“You are to make sure he is not harmed. If anything should happen to him, he who caused him any harm shall be put to death. Am I understood?” he asked sternly. His voice was grounded and deep, proving that he was most certainly a strong stallion. He considered himself the alpha male of not just the Unicorns, but of everypony in Equestria. The stallion soldier simply nodded.

“Master, with all due respect, are you sure that he will be able to survive?”

“He has faced many challenges in his life. I have no doubt he will be able to survive. He just can’t get any ideas of saving the day or anypony in attendance. But, regardless, I pray to the Dark Flames that he shall be safe. Now go! Prepare yourself! We attack on my signal,” the Master said. The stallion nodded his head to his Master.

“May the Dark Flames of Heaven guide us, Master,” the stallion said, as he bowed his head and walked back to ready the rest of the men. The Master could only look out to the district that would soon be reduced to rubble. Attacks such as this were not routine, although, it was not uncommon for this… group, to attack civilian populations. At least, populations deemed unworthy by the Master.

‘I pray to you Dark Flames! Please, give him strength, and protect him!’ the Master thought to himself. Should anything happen to this unnamed pony, the Master would be unable to forgive himself. But, these thoughts were quickly drowned out as the Master turned to the large force amassed behind him. He looked over his followers and believers, and smiled. From the table that was next to him, he lifted his helmet and placed it on his head, covering his face completely. The helmet was made perfectly to hold in his mane, and it even provided protection for his horn. As the helmet was placed completely on his head, the eyes lit up a powerful shade of purple. The Master, in a full suit of armor, was now ready for the assault to begin. But, before he could commence the attack, he had to speak to his men.

“Fellow Ashes of the Flames,” he began. “Tonight, we usher in the beginning of a glorious rebirth! We have been waiting many long months for this moment. We have grown strong since the beginning, planning attack after attack, until we were ready for this night. On this night, we shall truly be realized for who we are. Not as terrorists, not as monsters, not as murderers, but as revolutionaries and bringers of peace! We shall be known as we always have been. The Dark Flames of Heaven!” The Master’s men cheered of the Dark Flames that would soon be spread across the district.

“As we release our Flames upon the city, the unworthy shall be burned, and they shall be reborn in the image of the Heavens. It is time that we reveal that the great Princess Celestia is nothing but a fraud! It is the Dark Flames that truly guide us. We shall show Equestria once and for all that we are the truly enlightened ones, and that we are truly destined for greatness!” More cheers erupted from the Ashes, and the Master reveled in it all.

“Your actions tonight shall only be the beginning! We shall spread our Flames throughout Equestria, until we have finally spread the Flames to the very heart of Princess Celestia! But, do not think that you are killing worthless scum. These thoughts cannot cloud your minds, though they rarely ever do. Think only that you are truly bringing new life to this crumbling world. With the Dark Flames as our guide, we shall lead Equestria to greatness!” The men were bursting with energy, wanting only to commence the assault.

“I can tell you are getting desperate, but do not be hasty. Such things can corrupt the Flames, and there is more than enough corruption in this world already. Tonight, as I have said, we shall truly begin the cleansing process. After tonight, our other, minor, cleansing processes shall be nothing but memories. Tonight is the beginning!” The men just continued to cheer to no end. “Need I say more?” the Master asked, but the cheers told him he would have to do no such thing.

“Very well then!” he started, only making the men even more ecstatic. “However,” the Master jumped in. “There is one stallion in particular tonight that just so happens to be in this very district. I have made it clear to your superior officers, as well as my most trusted men, that he is NOT to be harmed. Should any of you harm him, in any way, shape, or form, I shall personally cut your head off and throw it into the Flames myself. Am I understood?” The men all responded in the same way.

“Should it please the Master, then it shall be so!” The Master nodded.

“Good! Now, prepare yourselves men! We have a long night ahead of us!” the Master finished. He turned back to look at the city one more time. What was once a disgusting, filth ridden hell hole would soon be cleansed and turned into something more. The Master raised his right hoof.

“BEGIN THE ASSAULT!” he commanded, lowering his hoof to the ground. And so, it began.

Author's Notes:

And so begins the story of Eagle Eye, my OC. I am proud to present this to you good people. This story has been in my mind for a while now, and I'm finally gonna get to do it.

Just a little note, the group is called the Dark Flames of Heaven, but the members are known as the Ashes of the Flames. This was pointed out, but I just wanted to make it clear.

I changed the group from Blue Flames to Dark Flames for a reason. Why? Because it sounds cooler.