Equestrian Heroes

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Naruto x Rarity x Twilight x Fluttershy x Applejack x Pinkie Pie x Rainbow Dash x Ditzy x Luna x ? x ?

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For Normal Speech

Inner thoughts, Text read, Italics used to represent characters speaking in different language.

Demonic rage, Demonic characters, Kurama Speak

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Story Start

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Four figures stepped cautiously out of the shadows of the hedge maze to where Discord's statue stood in the middle.

Lore Reader

Partisan

Metamorphosis

And one of her Changeling guards. It had taken time but Lore Reader had managed to track down Metamorphosis.. In order for their plan to work they needed knowledge. Knowledge even Lore Reader did not have and that left only one source. One source old enough to depart to them the information they needed for their plans.

Their journey into Canterlot had been rather dangerous.. The defenses around the Equestrian capital were far more subtle and dangerous than the crude barrier of before.

Metamorphosis ground her teeth in frustration. Her traitorous sister had revealed to the equine species certain intricacies of Changeling magic and now their spellcraft could differentiate between Chaneling and Equestrian magic.

As such much to the Queen's distaste she had to rely on those who she would have sooner considered food then allies, but her near consuming obsession to get revenge on her sister made her accept the offer. With her Hive taking heavy damages and it only being a matter of time until another Hive moved against her she knew she needed to take drastic measures.

So with the Unicorns magic they were able to sneak in,. As much as security might had been increased around the capital it hardly warranted something like a maze needing guarding. Especially since the city was still going through reconstruction.

Even without guards the area where Discord's statue was teemed with magic, powerful spells. Spells that were starting to weign thanks to their castor's lessened magical capacity.

With the utmost care and caution, Metamorphosis slowly reached for her magic and sent it drifting hesitantly towards the statue, gently probing through the intricate pattern of spell work. Lore Reader then followed in tandem, they needed to be careful not to set off any alarm spells that could bring the entire city's guard down on them.

As they proved they soon realize that Celestia's waned magical signature might as well have been a candle compared to the blazing inferno that was the Elements of Harmony. There was no hope or possibility of even thinking about trying to take on the Elements powers, but that was not what they were hoping for.

If Lore Reader's theory was right they would be able to get around the protection and draw out what they were looking for. Hours had passed as the mares lost themselves in their magic much to Partisan's ire. Every second they continued on would bring them closer to discovery.

It looked like something of interest was finally going to happen when Metamorpha ordered the Changeling she had brought with her to assist.

He watched in horrid fascination as Metamorpha triggered a spell, subplanting, no...erasing the mind and will of the loyal changeling leaving him as nothing more than an empty husk. The Changeling collapsed and that was that.

Without any signs of flashing, buzzing energy or any other indications of spellcraft he had wondered if the spell worked or was it a complete and utter waste of time?

When the drone suddenly came too, a single heavy heaved breath and frayed features he wondered had the fool Lore made some sort of mistake.

As the Changeling settled his gaze on them, his eyes thoughtful and calculating he knew something was up.

The changeling began to flex his features. First his fingers, than arms, and wings. He let out a controlled and rich laugh. "Well this is an interesting twist. After thousands of years my mind is free from the accursed prison."

Green flame erupted around the Changeling, washing over his features in a wave. When they cleared, revealing a tall and magnificent form of a Bipedal draconequus with massive horns similar to that of a Ram. It towered at nine feet in height and his scales were that of a black color. Where Discord's features were more bulky in his face this creature was more serpentine with his posture straight and stiff, a contrast to Discord's lackadaisy stance.

"Discord?" the Changeling queen asked.

The figure before her chuckled. "So you were seeking to free...Discord. Sorry to disappoint you, but I am not my father."

The infiltrators shared a look of confusion. What was going. "Lore...explain!" Partisan hissed at the mare who for the first time in a long time was at a lost.

"Obviously its one of the Spirit of Chaos's bad joke." she reasoned.

"I assure you Equine this is no joke. Though I suppose I do owe you thanks for freeing me. Did none of you ever wonder why their weren't more Draconequus besides my father? Surely the creation of more of our kind would spark chaos around the world? And we did...for a time, but...well...let's just say father was not one for competition. Apparently he was inspired by the patheons of another realm on how to dispose of his children." the Draconequus explained as he turned his attention to the statue. " Poor old fool. Not even history remembers the real you...the original you. So desperate to hold on to your power you reincarnated and ended up becoming a buffoon. And whatever of your old self still remains it'll never be what it once was. Enjoy your imprisonment father for if the day ever comes you are free again I will be ready and waiting."

'Well then...my lord...what should we call you?" Lore Reader saw this as an opportunity. She had not been looking to keep the spirit of Chaos in line even if he would be in a limited body, but the spirit before her seemed capable of intelligent speech.

"I suppose you can call me Strife, Lore Reader, and dispose of your pleasantries. I saw into your mind and know of your plans when you tried to free Discord. I am not foolish enough to trust you completely."

"In that case," Metamorpha purred. "Why not form a partnership with me? I can offer you so much more then they can."

Lore Reader sniffed and suppressed angry fleeting thoughts.

"Traitorous bug!" Partisan on the other hand was not as controlled.

"Aah Queen Metamorpha, the idea of being merely your plaything is short sighted, but a step above the back stepping machinations of the Children..." he cleared his throat. "...former Children of the Night, but alas apart your are all useless,, but together we might be able to cobble something together. I went over the memories of Discord's defeat and quiet simply from what I gauged the Elements are too powerful to fight head on. Subjugating Equestria requires a battle on multiple fronts. Weakening and capturing the Princesses, weakening and defeating the elements, as well as weakening and occupying the nation. And for that we need allies. Powerful allies. And I know just where to find them."

"If you were able to scan my mind Lord Strife than you already know that we had...powerful allies..." The least they could call the Condemned that were in their service.. "...and still managed to fail." Metamorpha noted.

Strife shook his head. "You merely lacked the organization. You kept attacking on one front with overwhelming numbers instead of multiple fronts, but I forgive the foolishness of you mortal beings. Your lives are so short its a miracle many of you last as long as you do."

Said mortals had to hold their tongue. While the ponies were unaware of how much power the spirit before them have and not looking to find it out Metamorpha could sense pure cruelty and discontent for Harmony itself and for a vengeance seeker like her it tasted of the finest wines.

"If we want things done we will look up old friends of mine. The Cloud Demon Arabus eater of Shadows. Squrik, Scourge of the Oceans, Grogar the Necromancer and King of Tambelon, and the Lava demon Lavan."

Two of those names were recognizable. Squirk was the ruler of an ocean nation deep in the depths of the east and Grogar was an evil ruler and one of Discord's allies many years ago. Apparently Discord like to play a game of just how much he can make his allies paranoid if he was going to stab them in the back or not. After all just merely using his powers was boring and he so did enjoy watching the rabble have their little squabbles and how the leader of the nations took their little games of war and conquest so seriously.

"And for good measure King Diann of the Cairobu and other rulers who are enemies of Equestria could be convinced to our side as well."

Lore Reader was beginning to ponder if she made a mistake. Someone like Discord only cared about Chaos, she did not have to worry about matching wits with him on an intellectual level, just having to be careful about falling to his manipulations. This Strife on the other hand seemed to have knowledge and was something of a planner. Regardless of her desires of Regicide Lore Reader did not want to see Equestria fall prey to another species. She would have to bide her time and make a plan to make sure she came out on top.

Partisan cared little beyond making sure he came out on top of this whole debacle. He should have known Lore Reader would have gotten them into a situation like this. The fool spent too much time with her nose in books and not interacting with others thinking knowledge was the ultimate power. Either way he didn't trust the spirit nor the book not to stab them in the back. He would have to contact what few allies he had left to make sure he would not find himself in an unfavorable position.

Metamorpha could sense Partisan and Lore's feelings. Fools. But useful nonetheless. As she focused on Strife and the connection they shared she could feel his emotions no matter how much he tried to hide them. Even with all his knowledge without the power to take over the bond it was useless, though whether or not she could command him she did not know. The fact he didn't have any ire for her was a good sign as he was probably expecting her to assert her dominance, but no, she would not make the foolish mistake of angering a demi-god. That was the best estimation she could make of his status without any knowledge of his mother if he had a mother that is. Some pantheons were capable of creating children without the union of the two genders after all.

All Strife cared about was the usefulness of his three new pawns. Whether or not they became something more depended on how useful they would prove themselves. Either way it would be a long time before they would be ready. A good two, maybe three years before all the forces could be gathered.

This would also give him time to hopefully find some kind of way to either restore his body or if not devour enough beings in the meantime so his power could grow. Hopefully there would be maybe some shred of the Disciples of Chaos or maybe even the Sons of Discord that survived like the Nightmare Children had persisted throughout the years and if not this could be a good time to dig into the background of the bearers and see if they had enemy enemies they could twist to their side.

And upon that day one of the darkest chapters of Equestria's history had begun.

The Order of Strife had begun.

I think some of you G1 fans are going to recognize some of the names that were mentioned here. To be honest with the set-up here I don't think I'll be able to cram it into a season 3, it would be too rushed. So I'm still working on ideas for the overall Season Three Villain. I'm thinking in lines of a Crisis Crossover style type of thing.

So here's you guys chance, submit your OC's now. (Not from main timeline Equestrian Heroes Equestria, but from another universe) XD. I'm only going to go with one for the main hero assisting the bearers, but I don't mind cameoing or mentioning others. The oc will only stay for the duration of the Season three finale arc as I'm going to use it as set-up for season five and season six as well as Backstory expansion and stuff.

With that said I do hope I can get more chapters out tonight. I also updated the pictures in chapter 200 so check them out.