It was passed midnight, in some place missing in time known as the No-one Lands. A small spot right in the middle of the territories of the Ancient Races. During the Old Days all the Legitimate Rulers, sometimes along with their children, used to reunite and talk about the ways they could keep a good and cooperative coexistence. Even what to do to face Discord’s menaces.
But everything has change since the Pony Wars, starting that only three of the original races were left. The small site wasn’t used by anyone anymore; but that night King Flames, the last of the first Legitimate Rulers, called the only two who remained from that days: Queen Chysalis and Zikmu, the Supreme Witch Doctor of all Zebras.
Both of them war orphans, forced to see their parents being massacred by the two monsters known as White Nightmare and Dark Moon at very young age; both of them in deep debt with King Flames who took them at his side and protected them until they were old enough to take care of themselves and their People.

“We came as you asked, Flames” said Zikmu. “And according to your letter, something very bad is happening now”

Chrysalis nodded.

“Yeah, what is it? The last time we met here I was only six years old; just a week before my mother was… well, it doesn’t matter anymore. We agreed to forget that subject forever”

Flames sighed sadly.

“Unfortunately we can’t, Chrysalis. The reason I called you here, is because the horrors of our past are back; and I have no doubt than they’re preparing their bloody vengeance. Discord, care to make yourself visible?”

The chaos spirit appeared before them, looking much more serious than usual. But what called Zikmu’s and Chrysalis’ attention, were the large ice-like beings that stood before Discord.
Chrysalis looked at them with pure hate in her eyes.

“So the cowards finally decided to show. Is this a kind of joke? Because this isn’t funny; you’re nothing but a bunch of cowards, you should feel ashamed of yourselves after all this years. Where were you?”

Zikmu looked at them repulsively too.

“Last time we saw you you just finished to torment what was left of Death Ride’s people. But even that time you didn’t have the nerve to stand here and talk with us; the people you swore to protect”

Flames just stared to the Winter Spirits waiting for them to speak. Finally, the older one, nodded with sadness in his sight.

“We know we deserve your disappointment, your disgust, even your insults. However, we have a situation between our hooves. Flame’s weakness finally betrayed us and one more time we face the horrors of the past. The murderers, the monsters who slaughtered all of your people, are back. After more than four thousand years, they freed from their prison”

Chrysalis walked to the older Windigo.

“His weakness you say? He was the only one who fought until the end; the only one who was brave enough to face them directly, even if that could mean his dead. No, don’t you dare to say he is weak again; you’re the weak ones, you’re the ones who ran away when they almost kill your younger brother. And even he kept fighting, he was the one who saved me from them”

Zikmu joined her friend.

“None of us could face them but Flames, so don’t talk about weakness when your cowardice was that left us at the Ponies’ mercy”

Most of the Windigos started to mumble between themselves, looking a little offended; but Discord gave reason to the Monarchs.

“Truth always hurt, brothers. Zikmu and Chrysalis were just little girls, forced to lead their peoples after seeing how their parents were cruelly murdered by White Nightmare and Dark Moon; so don’t complain. You deserve their hate”

The older Windigo sighed.

“Tough words, but no less truth. We failed you leaving you alone to face Death Ride’s forces and were sorry. Even our younger brother, lord of Disharmony and Chaos were more honorable than us, fighting every time he could. We know we disappointed you and deserve everything you have to say to us; but now we have the chance to redeem ourselves, and that’s why we came here since we can’t do anything without your help”

“Our help?” Asked Chrysalis.

“We won’t beg you for your forgiveness; but still we have to ask for your help. We disdain violence in all its forms, but this time we have no choice. The Creators agreed that the only way to stop the monsters is by death. And that’s why we need your help. You should join us to ask Celestia and Luna to hand over their parents to their trial and execution”

The three Legitimate Rulers exchanged an incredulity look. What on earth was going on? But after shook her head, Chrysalis walked away.

“This is it, I’m leaving”

“Queen Chrysalis, at least listen to us!” Called the older Windigo, only infuriating the Changelling Queen:

“No, you listen to me little shit: you abandoned us; and thanks to you I lost my mom and my older brother. Do you really expect me to help you? This is my answer:”

And she spitted to the Spirit’s face and kept walking. Zikmu made a small nod in approval and walked with her friend.
At the end just Flames stayed.

“So you support us, Flames?”

“No” said the Dragon King. “I’m just politer than them, but they’re right: you have no right to ask us for help after abandon us to the Empire’s horrors. No, all the fear and respect we felt for you during the Old Days is long gone. If you still have some dignity and talk directly to the Equestrian Princesses”

And he left calmly. Discord saw how the old Dragon King was leaving and joined him after a while.
The Windigos sighed.

“Abandoned for our own brother”

“So what we should do now?” Asked another Windigo. “Humiliate ourselves and beg them for help?”

The older one shook his head with sadness.

“No, they’re right. The Great Creators trusted us the safety of their people but we demonstrated be unworthy of such honor. No, we ran away from the ponies; and only came back to torment the three tribes that remained after Death Ride’s death. No brothers, we should accept our responsibility and face the Princesses; and the murderers”

“The one who worries me is Dark Moon” mumbled another of the Windigos. “He is cruelest and craziest than his wife; even if he’s not that powerful”

“Our advantage: if one of them dies, the other one will die too”

“So is decided: we should go to Equestria and expose the monsters’ crimes”

All the Windigos nodded in agreement and vanished back to their place in the Spirit World.
In the meantime, in any other time, Discord made disappear a magical orb of mystique energy and looked back to the Monarchs.

“I know they don’t deserve the consideration, but at least they deserve the benefit of doubt” said the Chaos Spirit. “My brothers at least will try; and the least we could do is to make sure they survive”

“I owe you this so I’ll go with you; but if they don’t do anything, I won’t neither. But I’m scared, Discord; you have no idea how afraid I am”

“I’ll make sure nothing happens to you, Chrysalis” assured Discord. “I’ll be watching you”

“So it’s decided” said Zikmu. “We’ll join this crusade until the end”

“And finish the darkest chapter of our history” declared Flames.

Author's Notes:

This is the end of the chapter, only dialogue but important for the story. I don’t really know how to portrait the Windigos since they only appear in one episode but still, have a very important role in the story; trying to show them the most human as possible

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