Hmm a new challenge,I am already making my plans.Now as a suggestion i think you should send him somwhere along the borders of Equestria try to make it look like Griffins did it that will cause some mischief.

the ever present,

God of the Dragons

"Hey!" Shouted Pyrus, splaying his wings out, the feathers red and sparking as he growled, eyes glowing red.

"I'm the only god the Dragons need around here! You try to muscle in and I'll break you in half!" Shouted Pyrus, razor-teeth clenched together as the ice hissed into steam at his hooves. Cryon sighed, bringing his front-right hoof up cover his face.

"Pyrus, he dwells in a different dimension and cannot physically approach this one. He is not a threat to your quasi-religious significance to the dragons." Spoke Cryon, plainly as Pyrus lowered his wings slightly and turned his head, hmphf-ing out a plume of black smoke with a snort.

"And he'd better remember it..." Muttered the alicorn, the feathers of his wings turning black as they stopped sparking, the ice ceasing to melt around his hooves. Cryon sighed lightly once more, before lowering his hoof from his face and continuing.

"As for location, the thoughts on manipulation of tensions are useful ones. Border conflicts and disagreements have often led to war in times past, wars that cause great amounts of misery and woe in populations. However the griffon-equestrian border is well-patrolled, and the subject is more likely to be taken in and cared for than have his life threatened. Without a life threatening experience the Star of Woe has difficulty rooting into the subject's consciousness. The Everfree Forest is the only place we can send him that will almost certainly result in his life being in danger. Where he goes from there will be the product of Watcher influence." Spoke Cryon, giving another slight nod.

I must admit, I relish the challenge of changing a weakling into a titan of chaos. The Everfree Forest is certainly the right place for this task. I would recommend the Timberwolves as his first challenge. It will lead his body to increase it's speed and endurance, one of the oldest sayings often quotes one who fights but runs away...If the pack is persistent, which it will be, he runs a decent chance of developing fire based abilities to drive them back. One thing that cannot be allowed to happen, he must NOT be driven towards Zecora, she is much to close to Twilight and the others...although it would provide opportunity to steal the Alicorn Amulet back...she still has the thing...I think she is using it as a replacement for the doorstop she loaned Twilight as the fake amulet.

With Respect,

Magus Neon, Equestrian Nomad

Pyrus raised his right eyebrow in confusion as Cryon furrowed his brows. Cryon's eyes began to glow a bright blue as Pyrus responded.

"Zecora? So that was the name of that herbalist zebra bitch who helped the Bearer of Magic trick the amulet's wearer? I remember that, but why would her meet her in-" He started, as a gust of wind rippled over his fur. He blinked, before turning a confused gaze to Cryon watching as the alicorn colt started to shake. Cryon gritted his teeth, his horn and body glowing white as his fur rippled with wind, lashes of cold air spiraling out from around his body, crystalline ice droplets forming in the winds and shattering against the pillars and floor of the room as they gusted about. Pyrus's eyes went wide.

"Oh shit!" He exclaimed, and turned to leap over the still unconscious blank flank stallion, the alicorn covering his body and shielding the unconscious host with his wing's, stallion buried beneath alicorn as Cryon let out a-

"RRRRRRRAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGHHHH!!!!"

And a blast of freezing cold erupted outward from his body. In an instant the pillars were covered with permafrost, the floor with sharpened ice shards, jutting upward, and the ceiling and chandelier with thick icicles, pointing down... The walls were frozen solid with a thick sheet of ice over them, as were the steel doors into the throne room... Once again, only the steel throne itself with the diamond embedded near it's top remained safe from the outpour of cold.

Pyrus stood up from the covered stallion, who shivered slightly but was otherwise unharmed. Pyrus gritted his teeth, his body covered in a lair of white permafrost, icicles hanging from his black wings... His eyes glowed red, and in a moment the frost and ice had melted, leaving him his normal hot self as he turned to look towards his brother.

"DAMNIT CRYON BE CAREFUL! You coulda killed this fuck with shit like that and we're not going to find another blank flank stallion!" Shouted Pyrus, as Cryon stood breathing heavily on his little legs, before bringing his front-right hoof up over his mouth, coughing into it slightly, then lowering it back down to the ground, hanging his head as he continued to breathe heavily.

"Of course. I apologize for my outburst brother." Stated Cryon, as Pyrus trotted over, smashing an ice shard aside with his front-right hoof on the way, before making his way to his brother's side, closing his eyes, and breathing out slowly... Black smoke poured from his nostrils and rose up into the air, heating things slightly as his coat went black, and his razor-teeth shrunk down to blunt chompers. He opened his eyes and looked down to his brother with some sympathy, before laying himself down on the ice, his right wing stretching out over Cryon's body and wrapping around him, pulling him close, as Pyrus looked down to his sibling.

"Come on Brother... what is it? It takes a lot to piss you off..." Asked Pyrus softly, as Cryon squirmed a bit in the cuddle, a bit self-conscious about the affection...

"We have an audience brother..." He muttered.

"Buck them." Stated Pyrus bluntly, before continuing.

"Now come on. What's the problem?" Asked Pyrus, pulling his squirming sibling a little closer with his wing. Cryon sighed slightly, before letting himself be coddled.

"... The zebra herbalist who aided the Elements has taken up residence in the Everfree Forest." He stated simply, closing his eyes, hiding his orbs as he continued.

"That is where the Bearer of Magic found her. The last bastion of darkness now has a haven of light within it. The taming of the Everfree has already began, with her." Spoke Cryon, before opening his eyes again.

Pyrus was quiet... the alicorn stallion looked down at his brother for a few moments, before pulling him closer in his wing... and looking up to you with a fire in his eyes.

"Kill her." He stated, blunt and succinct, fire in the depths of his reptilian slits.

"No." Responded Cryon simply looking up to you as his brother's gaze snapped to him.

"I thank you for bringing her presence to my attention. It changes very little however. The Everfree is still the only place remaining where the host may be sufficiently challenged. You are completely correct to fear this Zecora's presence. She is a herbal healer with power and intelligence. If she is allowed to examine the host she may well discover the Star of Woe in it's early stages, and has the skill to drive it out. Avoid contact if possible, do not let her examine him if contact is unavoidable." Stated Cryon calmly, giving you a slight nod.

"Buck that." Stated Pyrus, causing Cryon to look to him with a slight eyebrow raised, as Pyrus turned a glare to you.

"This Zecora bitch is a threat but you don't learn shit from running away from threats. Force him to face the Everfree, then have him go after the zebra. If she's living there then she's probably one of the baddest bitches in the forest. Make him face her and take her down! Then take the bucking amulet as a prize!" He spoke, growling low, his coat turning red and his wings starting to spark again, his teeth going razor-sharp once more...

Cryon narrowed his eyes looking up to his brother... Then wiggled out from beneath the wing, Pyrus moving his gaze to meet his brother's, the two alicorns staring at each other for a few moments... Before Cryon spoke.

"My brother and I are in disagreement." He stated simply, before turning his gaze back to you.

"Avoidance or confrontation, the choice will be yours to make. As for the Timberwolves, they are indeed persistent and numerous within the Everfree. While there are many other threats, there is a rather high chance that the host will encounter them, and be forced to adapt." Spoke Cryon simply, giving a nod. As Pyrus got to his feet and stretched his wings, the feathers going black and misting soft shadows up from the feathers.

"Yeah, the main thing to remember though is that how you get him to solve problems in the Everfree is probably how he's going to solve problems later. While fire is BUCKING BOSS, and I would LOVE to see him go crazy pyromaniac and torch anything and everything that comes his way, if all he's got is a hammer then every bucking thing he sees will be a nail. If he winds up a one-trick pony then surprise surprise, he's only going to do one thing, and if it ever lets him down he's screwed. Make sure to think about that when you're playing with his mind, soul, and body." Spoke Pyrus, before turning his gaze back to Cryon.

"Now let's get this show on the road before sleeping ugly here comes to." Stated Pyrus, jerking his head towards the sleeping blank-flank, shivering on the ice floor.

Cryon nodded his ascent as his brother stood and walked over towards the unconscious stallion, then turned his gaze back to you.

"We will deposit him in the center of the Everfree, guide him as you are able. We will bind your vision to the Star of Woe, and your sight will be centered within him. You will be privy to the innermost workings of his mind, his thoughts and feelings. When you attempt to guide him, it will be like his own thoughts manifesting from the back of his mind. He may refuse them though, unbidden that they are. Amount and consistency of such thoughts may overpower reservations. Bear in mind that discordant voices and disagreement may result in indecisiveness, returning to default thought processes, or even mental fracturing. Be wary. We will attempt to convey the results of your actions, however our contact will be occasional at best. Think deeply on what you do with this host." Stated Cryon, simply, before turning and walking over to stand over the unconscious stallion, on the opposite side of his brother, both looking to each other, and giving a slight nod, before closing their eyes...

When the alicorns opened their eyes again their orbs glowed, Pyrus's red and Cryon's white. Both their horns lit up, and threw beams of magic forward, up, until they met above the stallion. The beams struck one another, and then mixed and intertwined, sparking and grating against one another, light mixing as the colors fought for dominance in a swirling ball... and Cryon began to speak.

"By the freezing ice and winter storms, I summon evil uncaring and cruel. Unbiased and absolute. May it take root in his mind, and fill it with the wickedness of the world." Spoke Cryon, as three black crystalline shards materialized in the sphere of light. Smooth as liquid, with what looked like a freezing blizzard, reflected across it's surface... As the crystals materialized and Cryon finished speaking, Pyrus piped up, continuing where his brother left off.

"By the burning fires and volcanic pits, I summon evil raging and vengeful. Malicious and vehement. May it take root in his heart, and fill it with the wickedness of the self." Spoke Pyrus, and three more black crystalline shards appeared, floating separate from the others, each one black and smooth like the ones before, but seeming to reflect the light from fires and flames across their surfaces as they hovered in the sphere...

Both brothers breathed in, then began speaking as one, voice calm.

"By evil bidden, and evil unending, we summon the Star of Woe. May it take root in his body, and turn it into a vessel for wickedness unending." As they finished both sets of three crystals shot towards one another, and melted into each-other, the fires and ice crashing into a ball in the center of the sphere. The ball took form and shape, reshaping itself into a six-pronged star, the surface hardening, becoming thick and solid, the fires and ice disappearing in the solidifying shape.

"And by the fel powers, who breed corruption and destruction, and give unto every world a curse to bear, we commend those of the shifting eye to guide the mind, heart, and body of the Host. May they guide him towards darkness." Spoke the brothers, and another beam of light, grating white and red shot out from the sphere straight towards you. Your vision flashed, and you were pulled into the swirl in a mix and mash of colors, then centering in on the black, looking deeper and deeper into it, a pitch void filling your sight as you drifted deeper into the crystal... And then your sight snuffed out altogether.

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Cold... that's the first thing you notice, above all else. Cold throughout your body, through your legs and your heart, forcing you to shake and shiver from the chill as goosebumps cover the skin beneath your fur... You reach out to pull your raggedy covers over your body but your hooves find nothing but air. And that's when the smell hits you. Absent is the stink of the alleyway that you've become so accustomed to, the smell of piss and blood and booze, mixed in with rot and dirt, absolutely unpleasant but very familiar to you. This smell is not familiar. This smell is that of grass, sweet and heavy in your nostrils.

You open your eyes and you see dim, you see night, and tree canopies hiding the night sky from your gaze. There is enough light from the stars and moon however to see the grass... to see the trunks of the trees with jagged, poking branches, and soft grey mists, curling lowly over the ground... As you see the mist you feel the droplets of moisture in your fur, and the smell of wet mixing in with the grasses... You slowly get to your feet, blinking, wondering if you're having a lucid dream of some kind, as your heart starts to beat a little faster in your chest...

And here you stand. In the middle of a dark forest, with dim lighting, cold and wary and uncertain... and you must decide what to do.