It was another brite and sunny day in Ponyvile, Silver haze was currently parading around Ponyville, enjoying the heat of the summer air, he loved the warmth of the long days almost as much as he hated the chill of cold winters. He and Celestia didn’t get along very often but sweet Alicornia did she make a nice warm climate every now and again (also, Silver may have paid off some Pegisi to make sure there weren’t any clouds obstructing the sky today, Silver was really beinging to like the idea of money being used to buy goods and services!) Silver kept his brisk pace, he admired the ironicly circular Ponyville sqare, with its building shops surroundng the outsides, and the multitude of stands and little carts set up where eager ponies pitched their wares, the small town of ponyville was an honest one, Huskers were rooted out and sent packing fairly quickly and most small business would be kept afloat by friends and an ocation blind eye to missing bits when it came time to pay for rent. It all balanced out in the end, a small town economy built on everypony having everything they needed.

Silver pushed his way through the crowded square, ponies that once moved out of the way and avoid eye contact aproched him from all sides, shoving wares and delectible food items at him in an attempt to have him snatch them up, most of them he politly declind, though he would be a lire if he said he didn’t always leave the sqare with his bag fuller then when he entered the square. On this day, Silver decided to take a stop at one of the oldest stands, you could tell by how the wood was worn, fixed and built over again and again, but never moved, the old sign, that would make little sense nowadays of a single apple swinging back and forth was a tradition as old as the town, when only the weak of body but smart of wit knew how to read. When the average pony could only understand a picture, showing how old the family really was.

“Morning to you Applejack, how are you doing this fine day?” Silver said, letting his newly filled bag slip out of his magical grip and gently rest on the ground, Applejack turned and gave him a sorry smile, Silver knew what she wanted.

Silver let a few bits clatter to the table and caught the apple tossed back at him in his magic. Applejack let out a grin and leaned over the stand to show she was listening.

“You know, as much as I love...Mmm...’ats gooad…*gulp*...as much as I love apples, I don’t see why you won’t say a word to me before I get one.” Silver said, taking another huge bite out of the jucy apple he had just bought. Applejack chuckled.

“Well seelver, ah recon that just yer businees, yew wanna chat, yew gotsta bah something ferst, yew ahnt the the ferst stallion to just want to hang around here and talk yew know. ah recon ah’ve made more then a few but off that policee”

Silver chuckled imagining a desperatly lovestruck stallion buying half of Applejack stock just to keep a conversation going.

“Well Miss. Business, I was wondering what’s been going on in ponyville recently, I mean, besides the force of evil closing in at an alarming rate?” Silver jested. Applejack chuckled.

Before Applejack could respond, Silver felt something jump onto his back. “DRAGON ATTACK!” It shouted.

Silver reared back, he spun quickly, but it was of no use, he was at a disadvantage how could he let such an attack catch him off guard? Silver flared his wings to no avail, he was too close he felt the claw wrap around his neck...death had come for him and he was powerless!

“Tickle attack!” Spike roared from his back as he assaulted the weakest point of Silver’s being, Silver, like a dignified warrior faced his doom with pride, letting his cheeks ballon up and worming around on the floor like a true fighter. After a few seconds, the ‘fearsome dragon’ jumped off of Silver.

“Hey Silver!” Spike said, giving the black Alicorn a warm hug. Silver quickly returned it.

“Hey buddy, it’s been a bit, how have you been?” Silver asked, Spikes eyes lit up.

“Great Silver! Everythings going good at the library…” Before Spike could continue, a voice rang out behind him.

“Spike, there you are, I thought you had gone back to the Library...Prince Haze.” Twilight Sparkle, the Fourth princess, stood on the other side of Spike. Her eyes were cold and pointed, like she was looking right through Silver as if he didn’t exsist. Silver let out his own forced smile.

“Hello Twilight, how are you doing? It’s...been a while.”

“Yes...Yes it has been a while Silver. How have things been?” Twilight asked. It was a pointless question Twilight was just being Civil for Spike’s sake. Still, Silver wasn’t gonna be the one who started a fight.

“I’m good Twilight...uh, Spike are you alright?” Silver looked down at Spike who suddenly burped out a letter...or at least a rushed paper with writing on it.

Silver picked it up and read it.

“...Silver...Fog...Run...Ponyville? What is wrong with Celestia? She trying to play a prank on us?” Silver suddenly heard the ponyville bell tower chime. Odd, it wasn’t on the hour yet…

Suddenly, Silver noted a paturn to the chimes, four chimes, then a rest, then four chimes…

Four chimes...that...that ment…
Silver dropped the paper.

Twilight and Silver locked eyes, the fear in both of their eyes. Silver ran past twilight, and out the door, he looked around the sky, and everything seemed fine, untill he saw canterlot p. the sky was a thick black, and it was headed towards canterlot with reckless abandon, as if the fog was tiered of playing game and losing, and just wnated to end it once and for all, be it for it’s own sucess or lose, whatever it is, the fog wants to end it.

Silver knew this day would come, the Fog was not going to wait forever, it was tired of trying to use a scalpel to cut it’s way through the defences and finally decided to just use a sleaghammer.

Suddenly, Silver heard it, everypony heard it, a roar and a laugh from the Everfree, the trees shook as everypony stood still, fearing what would happen next.

A Windago, covered in fog and chains, stumbled out of the woods, on it’s back, an Alicorn, fog pouring from his body, chains stiched into his mouth to prevent him from speaking sat.

There was a moment of peace, of Silence. Then the Alicorn drew his massive war-axe that Silver thought he had seen before and pointed it towards the townsfolk, before bring it up to his head and making a long slow motion of drawing it sideways in front of his neck. With that, and a mighty roar, the Alicorn charged forwards, a moment later, hundreds of darkned ponies sprant from the forest, causing everypony to scream and run as the shadows of darkness decended upon the town. The town was engulfed, Silver drew his blade and ran towards the fog, Twilight meanwhile flew up and yelled at the top of her lungs.

“EVERYPONY, TOWARDS SUGAR CUBE CORNER! WE CAN TAKE COVER THERE!” As she directed the flow of the ponies towards the building.

Silver felt his blood magic surge, the Rider saw him coming and turned his beast around, galloping towards Silver. Silver raised his blade to block, but was knocked flat on his back by the massive weapon. Silver spun around on his back, rising to his hooves as the rider edged his beast around so he once against faced Silver, before leaning foward as his beast charged again on another pass, Silver rased a hoof, the protection blood rune burning itself into his skin as he created a magical sheild around himself to give him a moment to rethink his strategy However, when the rider passed by again, the massive war-axe easily cleaved through the barrier giving Silver mear seconds to avoid the swing.

Silver growled as he jumped at the rider, the rider simply lifted a hoof and his beast roared with such force silver was thrown back onto the ground.

Silver spun around again, this rider was strong, stronger than he was use to, most of these corrupted creaters were only a threat as he tired...this one though...it was strong and powerful, filling Silver with a fear he had not felt in a long time...the fear of being overpowered by something else.

the beings of the Fog surround them, creating an arena around them, the Rider pulled on the Windago’s reigns rearing it back as he lifted his axe up to the sky to the twisted cheers and laughter of those around him, Silver gasped as he recognized it finally. It was the fabled Godbane, a red and silver axe renowned for killing Bloodlusters and Dragons alike, time had not dulled it’s edge, it still looked sharp enough to cleave through even the strongest armor, the most famous and terrifying feature was still present, the slightly jutting circular shape of a set of jaws on each side, with fangs sticking out. The axe had been weilded by Light Bringer, the founders of the Warmongers...and if the weapon had been buried with the famed hero, there was only one pony that Alicorn could have been.

The Alicorn opened it’s mouth, or at least as far at it could with the chains running through it. It spoke with athority, yet lacked that weird twisted rhythm of most of the Twisted Fog Monsters.

“SILVER. SON OF FALSE KING, THE FOG DEMANDS YOUR HEAD. THE ARMIES OF THE FALLEN DESCEND UPON EQUESTRIA. YOU WILL BE DESTROYED, ORDER WILL BE RESTORED.”

Silver growled as he got up, his blade held out at his side he still had all his energy about him, he would defeat this twisted creature.

Silver roared as he ran fowards, Light finished his flourish and charged forwards as well, suddenly, the Windago stopped, before rearing up and attempting to crush silver under his hooves, Silver charged his magic and teleported himself backwards a foot, avoid the stomp, Silver jumped on the Windago’s lowered head and spun around to strike Light, who wielded the massive Axe with a casual ease, bringing it around his body in a second as it made an unearthly howl as it moved through the air. The Axe caught the blade mid swing before Light forced the blade back, swinging again, forcing Silver to backflip away, bringing his blade over his shoulder as Silver’s Fury hummed with freshly filled magic, ready to tear the flesh from Silver’s foes.

The two combatants circled one another both deathly Silent, this was as much a fight of weapons as it was Stallions, two famed weapons sqaring off. Many had wondered what would have happened if famed weapons had clashed against one another, there was even a comic series about it, in fact, now that silver had thought of it, Silver’s Fury had once been pitted against Lifebane, the blade that Light wielded earlier in his time as a solder.

Silver purposefully forgot to dwell on the fact that the experts unanimously decided that Silver’s weapon was out of it’s league.

Silver’s blade split in two, as silver held both blades, he ran fowards. At the same time Light calmly held his weapon in front of him flat, so that the side of the Axe was facing Silver’s charge, suddenly, the Jaws on the side of the weapon opened revealing a circular ball of fog floating within the axe, Light spun the now opened weapon above his head, creating a cloud of fog above him before bringing it down to his side as the now hollow inside weapon’s jaws closed.
Silver swung with one of his blade which was blocked, Silver smiled as he swung with his other blade at Light’s undefended face. However, the cloud of fog above suddenly shifted as the fog created several shields that spun in the air above Light, moving almost instantly to block the blow, the second Silver’s blade touched the shield, it exploded knocking Silver back and before he could react, the Windigo grabbed him with it’s teeth and threw him into the crowd, who quickly punched, kicked and sliced him back into the arena.

Silver groaned as he forced himself up, Light looked no worse for wear in fact, he looked amused with Silver’s struggle.

“DID YOU THINK THYSELF THE BEST WARRIOR TO EVER LIVE? COME SILVER. I AM AS OLD AS THE LAND YOU WERE BORN IN. ADMIT DEFEAT AND YOUR EXECUTION WILL BE SWIFT BY MY HOOVES.” Light demanded. Silver grinded his teeth.

Silver rose his blade at his side as he readied another round with the Fog Abomination. Light lifted his axe above his head swinging it around, the fog created several more shields to defend him, Light was not taking any chances, he knew Silver could be a threat.

Silver moved slowly, it was not a blind charge, he needed to move carfully, he had wasted too much time thinking of Light as part of the Fog, he was fighting another pony, his first need was to eliminate the disadvantage he was at, Light excelled at mounted combat. Lose the mount, lose the advantage.

Silver suddenly charged and swung low, hoping to take out the Windago’s leg, however, the fog sheild was there before Silver’s blade way, once again knocking him off balance, he was then hit by Lights Axe, leaving a sizable gash on his chest.

Silver rose to fight again, however, the sound of fighting behind him drew his attention, as before he knew it, the mane six burst through the clump of creatures, he felt Applejack’s hooves wrap around him and begin to drag him away from the fight, he heard the laughter of Light as he effortlessly blocked the attacks of Twilight and Rarity who were trying to fire magical volleys at him.

Silver thought about it and found that Light never really wanted to kill Silver, he was a leader, he wanted his underlings to see Silver fleeing and defeated, so that they would be lead on to fight harder.

Silver didn’t have much time to think though, he felt his chest go numb from the wound, and soon he slipped into unconsciousness.

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Silver haze awoke to the sound of muffled yelling and banging on doors. As he arose, Silver took note of where he was, he reconized it as Pinkie’s room, he was upstairs in sugar cube corner. Silver stumbled as he made his way to the window, as he opened it, he took a sharp intake of air that hurt his chest.

The town was in ruins, the fog covered the ground as twisted ponies stumbled about, banging on doors and breaking down walls. Several of them were throwing themselves against sugar cube corner. The fog seemed to cover the town, he coulden’t see canterlot or anywhere else...he feared what was going on outside of town.

Silver shut the curtans and walked back towards the door. Exiting the room, Silver made his way down the stairs, carfully Silver made his way to the bottom floor, crowded with scared ponies some whispering some loudly wailing in grief, after a moment, everypony turned to face him, silence descended over the room.

One of the ponies from the crowd stood up and yelled at Silver. “Hey, you’ve fought the fog before, can you save us?” Silver froze, before standing up and coughing loudly.

“Ponies, I understand your fear, I understand your terror, the Fog is a foe never faced before, we stand at a historical point, on one front we face the prospect of destruction, on the other, the promise of a new day! The Fog will not stop until we are all dead and dieing but now is the day when we will write our names into legend! We will defeat the Fog, with our blood and our toil, if we work as one, we can defeat it!” Silver roared out, hoping to inspire the ponies around him to a charge of war. However, his speech was met with dead silence, until from somewhere in the crowd, another pony called out.

“HE SAID IT WON’T STOP UNTIL WILL ARE ALL DEAD! WE’RE ALL GONNA DIEEEE!” With that, the room begain to scream and panic. However, a few seconds later, Twilight flew into the room and spoke.

“Please everypony! Now is not the time for panic, we are safe for now and nopony is going to die in here...we will hold up and everypony will make it out ok, as long as we STAY CALM and refuse to give into fear...please...please stay calm, for all of our sakes.

Everypony in the room seemed to settle down, somewhat at least. After a few seconds Twilight managed to reach Silver through the crowd.

“Silver! These ponies are not warriors, they are CIVILIANS! They don’t know how to fight and your ‘brave warrior calls’ won’t make them anything but afraid! We need to stay here and wait for Celestia and the Royal guard to save us.” Twilight angrily said to Silver, who growled and shot back.

“Wait? WAIT? Celestia and the Royal Guards are no match for the Fog! We need to get out there! Without us everything will fail, we need to stop the Fog at it’s source and sitting here will do nothing more than give it time to destroy Equestria!” Silver replied with anger, causing Twilight to roll her eyes.

“Well Silver unless you have an army tucked in that gun-ho attitude you have, I’m just going to have everypony stay safe.” Silver groaned in anoyance. But relented, Twilight was right, these ponies were not warriors, they could not fight. Plus, if he tried to take them on himself, he risked running into Light and his Godbane Axe. Still, he coulden’t just sit around and do nothing…

The pounding at the edge of his vision and the sudden red light beside him signaled his permanent guest entering the room.

“Greetings Haze. It seems my warnings were not followed, death, destruction…so sad and yet so easily avoidable…” Silver Haze stood, he needed to clean his head, he didn’t need Rightful’s crap right now.

“What would it have cost you Silver? A bit of self control? It seems you don’t even have much of it to begin with, so I guess that’s why you are so worried to give it away…” Silver pushed Rightful away and walked his way towards the Six Mares sitting around a table talking quietly.

Silver Haze sat down beside them, prompting a glare from one of them and a smile from the other five. However, as a seventh member (without the knowledge of the mares) took a seat beside Silver, Silver could only rub his head trying to push the words out of his head.

“Face it Silver...you failed, it’s time to face the music. We both know you have one choice...one way out of this…and this only ends when a Hero vanquishes his foes.”

Silver stood suddenly, walking upstairs, barly hearing the words of consern from those around him.

“Silver Haze...we both know you are not that hero…”

Silver took a deep breath.

The terms, like promised, had changed.

But this world didn’t need a Rightful Smite, it didn’t need a hero as old as time itself.

It didn’t need a Hero as young as Silver, who had done so much wrong in a quest to do right.

It didn’t need the Seventh Element, not when the Elements themselves were gone.

What this world needed was a Hero.

and it would get what it needed.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The six girls looked at each other worriedly, Silver had looked to confused as he stumbled up the staircase.

Rarity was the first to speak “Do...do you all think he is ok? I mean, Silver Haze’s wounds were quite serious…”
Twilight sighed. “...yeah...they were for a while there…”

The table seemed to go into a surprised silence. Twilight had not said a word to all of them for quite a while.

Rainbow Dash looked at the table before suddnely banging her hoof on it. “Ponyfeathers, we can’t just sit around and do nothing! Silver is right, we gotta fight.”

Applejack glared at Rainbow “Suggar, if we could fight we would, but we ain’t got the will to.”

Suddenly, the entire building shook, as a briliant light shone from up the stair case, everypony looked to one another in worry. Twilight and Flutershy were the first to speak.

“Silver…” they both said in unison as they all raced up the stairs.

As they all reached the top, they were surprised by what they saw.

Silver stood, calmly in the center of the room, his body in perfect condition, his scars and wounds seemingly gone, his red mane was quite a bit shorter and seemed to be of a much brighter shade. The most noticeable change however, was his eyes, now a bright red color they seemed to bubble like a lava lamp, causing the mane 6 to back up slightly.

“Silver...Silver are you ok?” Fluttershy spoke quietly, but loud enough to be heard, the Alicorn stepped forward. However, though it was Silver’s voice, there was something distictly different about it.

“Flutters...I feel...different...more powerful...what...what did Rightful do to me…” Silver moved, with every step he felt the world quake, he could feel the magic of the very primal acaine move through the bodies of himself and everypony else. For the first time in a long time, Silver did not feel the presence of Rightful, instead, he felt power, but at the same time he didn’t feel himself, he felt a dark thought in the back of his mind and he realized that his powers did come with a price. He didn’t feel Rightful anymore because Rightful didn’t exist, he was Rightful. Rightful had become a part of him, he felt his memories, his fears, his anger and grudges crawl to the surface, thoughts that didn’t quite belong to him occasionally wormed their way into his mind. He was now as much Rightful as he was Silver. He felt tired, so tired...but so strong.

a whisper in his mind that he could not disobey “Make them fear us...we are the gods of this land now...I gave up my throne for these mortals...now it’s time to reclaim it.”

Suddenly, silver was gone. For it was time for Rightful vengeance to be bestowed upon the land.

Silver haze stepped forwards, pushing past the mane 6, he felt the power flow through him, the very world would obey him if asked, he walked through the muttering crowd and to the door.

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Light roared as the fog surged around him as he walked towards sugar cube corner, confident that the battle had been won.

Light saw Silver calmly walk out of the building.

“SILVER, COME TO BE DEFEATED AGAIN? YOU SHALL FEEL GODBA-”

It was at this moment Rightful decided that Light had served his purpose in convincing Silver to allow him to become one and that he now grew tired of him.

Rightful drew Silver’s blade and within seconds the very ground turned to lava, Lights Windigo flew up, avoiding the fate that the fog creatures suffered as they sunk into the ground, their forms disintigrating almost instantiously.

Light screamed at Silver “YOU HAVE SOME NEW TRICKS DO YO-” A column of lava erupted from the ground, instantly consuming Light and his Windigo, after a few moments, all that was left was Godbain, which calmly sunk back into the ground returning to the pits of which it came.

Silver calmly waited for the weapon to disappear before taking a step fowards onto the molten lava...

...Rightful stepped off the Lava, the sound of burning flesh and the smell of blood greeted him, he looked calmly over his forces, destroyed in the crossfire sadly, no worry, mortals could be replaced.

Rightful's counsel surrounded him, a silent pact among them, history would know them as 'foolish heroes' but their motives were far darker.

Rightful glanced up at the war clans passively, their lives were just as pointless as the mortals, still, he had a job to finish, the elements would be created, he had seen the future in which Alicorns ruled the world, though the utopia humoured him, it would only end badly for his kind, a future in which his species was trusted? Perhaps that was one he could find his place in.

Rightful knew this would kill him physically, as it would many, but it was needed. He would survive magicly and that was the important thing, bodies were easy things to come by.

Rightful, like a toy solder, did his job and as the world fell to darkness around him he embraced it.

In the fallout, seven gems laid in the dirt, ready to be bestowed upon whatever mortal foolishly found them.

However, it was no mortals who found them first.

"Hm, he really did it."

"You thought he would not?"

"Yes, yes I did think he would fail, but I was wrong, point for you."

"Hah, very well, but what now?"

"Well, is the solution not clear? We eliminate him from the equation for now."

"Yes, Haze will need him one day, such a shame, those events."

"Well, what are we to do about that? Complain to mother?"

"Hah, she would love hearing that. Fine, let this be done."

Without another word, the hooded pony brought it's hoof down hard on the seventh element, shattering it into tiny little bits, before the ground swallowed them whole.

...Silver approached the town limits, burning and melting away any fog creature foolish enough to charge him.

A moment of weakness cause him to look back to Ponyville to the destruction the fog brought upon it. He could dispel the fog with but a wave of the hoof, save the town.

Rightful looked back towards Canterlot and continued on his way.

After all, a single mortal town was easy to replace.

Author's Notes:

Decided it was time to take action.

Silver Haze Final Chapters.

Two more left.