The great caves of ice, these caves were like the homes of the hobbits. Without a door and not in a hill. The paths leading to the caves were made probably by ponies constantly using one and only way to get there. He doubts that nature itself created those ways upwards. In some places he saw stairs made out of ice, with icicles.

Sahvoz was before Sauron, Sauron stopped to admire the view for a few seconds. He wanted to get a better look at the ice caves. The snowstorm didn’t help, it was like a fog that drastically limited his sight. Yet he could say that those ice caves were big and indeed very interesting, surely those caves covered the whole mountain all the way up.

Dragons, in Arda dragons could survive colds and extreme temperatures. But here? It can be the same, it would be wonderful if the dragons were cold-blooded. He could manipulate the winds and the cold to his bidding and freeze them in ice. Or melt the ice with fire, that would splash boiling water at them. Later changing the temperature of the water so that it would freeze the dragons.

He saw many ways to kill those lizards easily, not only that, he could play with the dragons. He would gladly test his skills at energy manipulation and play with the fire the dragons would breathe. Though, with his telekinesis and with the forces of gravity he could bring down a mighty avalanche to send the goes down the mountains killing them or injuring lethally and let them die in the cold.

Step after step they were closer, with every meter closer Sahvoz chest was burning with fear that Sauron might fail somehow or that he will fail. Or that his mere… that the dragons have killed her with his friends. He can’t allow this to happen, not after his life was shit the whole time. He got a shitty family, now he wants to get a happy one.

Sauron still was avoided by the snow and the snow from getting on his shoes. Sahvoz was almost covered from his head all the way to his tail with snow and small ice shards. His teeth were gritting from he cold and his body was shaking but he still went forward no matter what. Sauron was impressed he didn’t yet collapse from the cold.

But the voyage was worth it, they passed the first hill. Going up against the wind that smacked and mocked out of Sahvoz, but the wind avoided Sauron who ordered the wind to go past him. Sahvoz placed his hooves on the crunching snow, that had ice layer who racked and broke when he places his steps. Sauron appeared to have less of a struggle with nature then Sahvoz had.

When it came to go down the hill, my good and powerful Valar. It was a nightmare for the ash grey pony, he once almost tripped and fell down. He had the help of the wind that bushed his backwards quite strongly helping him in keeping balance. Sauron, he just moved his hand and the snow was thrusted, pushed left and right revealing a path out of rocks and dirt, more steady and less slippery then the one Sahvoz has chosen.

They placed their feet on the solid ground, although if it was solid many would argue. Sauron was the whole time behind Sahvoz, he couldn’t see that Sauron used his strength to just make himself a way down. If he saw it, he would have use it. He didn’t hear it as the wind blocked the sounds of the snow being cleared away for Sauron.

Sauron still debated with himself, if the dragons of this world need special types of ores to be hurt with or magic and normal weapons that are well forged hurt them. Dragon scales are a very powerful material, who would have thought biology is stronger than solid materials? Going of the topic, magic hurt the dragon he had encountered in the forest.

Sauron could use magic or use his armor and just hit them all in a good moment of swipe them away like Gondorian soldiers during the time he exited his fortress of Barad-dûr. That would work very well and the whole fight would end in minutes, there is no fun in this. Maybe the dragons are young but he needs to know what is their power to measure their strength, to use it maybe in the future.

The second hill came, this one was worse the other, snow that rest on the top of the hill was throw into them in certain occasions. Sauron just looked at the incoming dirtiness and by just looking at it he manage to destroy the waves of the snow to reemerge behind him. Sahvoz was dealing with kilos of snow he had to brush from himself.

Other then that, the way upwards was harder and required more strength. Sauron had no problem with it, other then the fact he hated to go such a long way from one point to another just to face some teenager lizards. Sahvoz had the adventure of his lifetime, he never went to high up in the mountains in his life, if the wind was friendlier to him he would fly but it wasn’t even a topic of discussion with the weather at this hour.

With almost frozen eyes and tears that wanted to clear his eyes from the snow that fell into them. Sahvoz reached the peak of the hill. He breathed heavily the cold air filled his lungs. The air he exhaled was warmed enough to melt the snow that meet with the steam coming from his mouth. Sahvoz sweet was freezing on his fur, his mane was black and the snow white. Giving an impression he had a grey mane, a light gray mane.

Sauron just looked at the pony and nodded to himself, he was disappointed with the pony, he thought that maybe this one could be more powerful as it is an Pegasus and not an basic pony. His lifetime showed Sauron that he might be wrong, he can always be wrong, he might see something as cheap but for others it is the most powerful object or piece of the certain object in the whole world.

From the top he could see it, he saw light for away but yet close. It might have been the effect of the snow storm that blurred his vision, yet he saw light. Four lights and they belong to the dragons probably. The hostages are in one of the ice caves too, he might have to be careful when it will come to rescuing them.

Sahvoz with a mighty grunt and moan stood up, he looked forwards and he panted. So close to his destination and he has his Crystal Heart with him. Sauron was beside him the whole time, he seemed untouched by the harsh weather, why didn’t he help him? Why didn’t Sauron help him in getting over those two ice hills?!

“It seems we will have a nice meeting.” Sauron afterwards chuckled.

“Y-You think? Then stop the thinking, there won’t be anything nice about meeting the dragons.”

“Don’t be so sure,” Sauron said and then he hit Sahvoz behind his head, “And speak with respect to me!”

“Yes! I-I will.”

Sauron only angrily looked at the Pegasus, he then proceeded to take some snow. The snow he held in his hand melt under Sauron’s will and his magic that he used to warm his hand up. He formed a snowball out of the snow and then it levitated above his hand, with each moment becoming smaller and smaller. When it reached a certain point where Sauron’s magic was felt to Sahvoz, he felt something dominating coming from Sauron’s hand, and it wasn’t his ring.

“This tiny piece of snow, this little ball, is as hard as metal right now.”

Sauron with his thumb thru the small ball away and it landed on Sahvoz nose accidently, Sauron didn’t even intend on it landing there. Sahvoz rubbed the place where the small ball landed. Sahvoz just sighted painfully and proceeded to go down the hill. He feared how the dragons might react to Sauron beinghim, he was supposed to be alone.

Sauron didn’t fear this, he didn’t even think of this. The only thing he thought of, is if the hostages are inside of one of the ice caves or maybe on the outside left for torture to leave them in the cold to tighten Sahvoz heart and make him more willingly to give the Crystal Heart. Sahvoz was also an idiot, he didn’t think of a way to get them down with him if the ponies will be unconscious.

Sauron went down the hill this time normally as he didn’t wait for Sahvoz. Sauron had some bonuses like the elves, he walked on the snow and didn’t sink in it. It wasn’t because he had the right to do so, he just used his power to himself the allowance to do so for the moment, normally he would feel into it like Sahvoz behind him.

He slid down the hill on the snow, he kept his balance like an elf would. Life taught him many things and countless encounters and fight gave him the idea how to deal with big and tiny enemies. This doesn’t work always, as your enemy might use something you never thought had use in his life. It was just like snowboarding, but instead on feet then a branch of a tree.

Sahvoz wanted to do the same thing but couldn’t at first e thought Sauron somehow knew that the snow was pretty solid but it didn’t, or he just was on the worse part of the hill and couldn’t do it. Sahvoz did made it all the way down but his hooves almost all the way up to his torso were covered in snow.

Sauron waited patiently for him, he didn’t wait for to long and proceeded to go forwards, but Sahvoz wanted to object and he wanted to go forward. He feared that inside the dragons will respond in a hostile attitude to Sauron. He didn’t want to risk the life of his friends and his beloved mare just because Sauron wants to go first!

“Wait!” Sahvoz yelled and found strength in this, he galloped to catch up with Sauron.

Sauron stopped and looked backwards. “What do you want?” He asked with a disrespectful and bitter tone.

“Let me go forward, I don’t want the dragons to respond with force when they see you”.

“Don’t bother with my wellbeing.” Sauron said strongly.

“It’s n-” Sahvoz thought twice before continuing, “My friends can be hurt just because you are with me, I want them to be safe!”

Sauron rolled his eyes and looked at Sahvoz. Again this hideous thing like friendship, it is a poison, it is weakness and it is a bug, a barricade that slows you down. Every time you have friends you just have to look back, because you fear they are hurt or that they are in danger, every time slowing you down to achieve your goals.

Love, love is even worse because it is above friendship, friendship just allows you to have different persons as your allies that help you and will answer the call, sometimes they don’t always do it. Love hurts the most and love always makes you do stupid decisions. The only thing he knows love is good at, is sex.

Love and Friendship is something hideous that needs destruction, but Sauron knows well he is weak compared to this friendship and love. He can’t force someone not to love the person his victim loves. He just can take over the victims mind, and still love will fight his will and his desire to control. It is a weapon they use against him, but it has it weaknesses he can use to kill his targets.

Love gave him strength all the way up here…

His friends, his love, this two things gave him the strength o go all the way up here. This is a god side of friendship and a good side of love, it gives strength, and strength is something that Sauron’s values highly and with respect. But the strength given by love and Friendship has its weakness, as it will all disappear if the friendship and love dies, it will change into hatred, uncontrollable hatred that will for the rest of your life drive you more and more away from your goals.

Love can be turned into hatred, and give you strength, love has more strength then just hatred. So maybe it isn’t all that bad to be in love and have friends? Yet is unwise to have them, to have friends and be in love. Why have two when the other will win and love always beats down friendship? Love can break like friendship but friendship gives more to help if friends answer the call for help.

Friendship and love have its benefits, you do have the ones you can put your trust in, trust is loyalty. Loyalty is another thing Sauron values highly, and in loyalty you have order as a good soldier always does what the King says, and the King knows how to keep order. Sauron’s desire is to have a organized world, but in his way not in the way of the Elves or of the Men, Morgoth his master wants to destroy the world, Sauron wants to possess it. If he would make all of his citizens love him then he would have order, as in the house in a family there is order and almost every time the Husband has everything in his grip.

Love is also something that can give you power to organize, if you love someone and you want to build the biggest and most wonderful castle for that person, you will do everything as you express love thru building it. Warriors of many nations had similar ambitions only related to war, and heroes came out of such wars, and love guided them.

Maybe in fact it isn’t that bad? Maybe love is an more powerful source of ambition and strength then other emotions and desires? It also depends how strong which emotion and feeling is. Anger can be at time stronger than love and in such situations it comes to abuse, love loses. But when love is lost, anger and sadness together forge such an alliance that everyone would wish there was an alliance like that between countries of the world.

For now, he can let Sahvoz go forward, it seems that his love and his desire for f4dship and his friends is really strong. It would be unwise to break it and to also lose more trust that Sahvoz has towards him, an loyal subject is a good subject.

“Fine, go forward.”

Sahvoz let out a sight, it held so much relief, Sauron could just see how happy Sahvoz was that he had allowed him to go forward. Sahvoz went forward, Sauron also did, but he was behind Sahvoz, he got an idea he could use the snow and the fog to cloak himself from the eyes of the dragons and wait for the right moment if they choose to strike anyway.

Sauron extended his hands, the sparked light but it died down and Sauron pulled them towards his chest, his vision of Sahvoz disappeared and snow with the wind accompanied by wind cloaked him in a small like tornado from any eye. Sahvoz felt the cold and the snow behind him but he thought it was the weather and didn’t turn to look behind him. He also feared that by looking he might have made it a gesture of distrust to Sauron, and he feared him.

And then, he saw it.

The light were four dragons, young but still dragons. They held giant torches that warmed their heads, ice also was growing on them, behind them it seems there was some bags and backpacks made out of leather and cotton. They’ve had even built small wooden doors to one of the great ice caves, a way mode out of their steps lead towards the cave, he didn’t see his friends but he knew that they are inside.

Four on the outside, it means that one is inside, Sahvoz only hoped he wasn’t tricked and his friends are well and alive. The doors leading inside the ice cave were built really poorly, they looked like doors to a mine, with each door having one window. The hinges of the doors were on two wooden poles that were pushed into the ground.

Those doors were quite big, the dragons at least two and a half meter tall. They had swords with them and they wore a breastplate, they didn’t have anything to protect their heads or legs and wings. The breastplate belonged to a plate armor set. The breastplate had the emblem of the Dragon land in the middle signifying that they are soldiers from that nation.

Sahvoz was scared by this, what could the dragon Lord want from the Crystal Heart or from the Crystal Empire? An alliance is forged between both nations as Equestria in a way ‘forced’ it on the Crystal Empire. Sahvoz wasn’t seen by them yet, but he was getting closer and closer to the four dragons.

One of them looked into the distance and saw the pony coming, and behind them seemed to be a mighty wind only proving the harsh state of the Mountain climate. The dragon was green and he had a strange condition of having his blue spots not in circles but in rectangles. He had a long snout, he also had small white horns growing out of his head.

“Stop right there!”

Sahvoz stopped. “I’m here for here the delivery!” He shouted back.

The dragons seemed to talk to each other and whisper among them self, he could see the three behind him nodding to the green dragon. The dragons behind him had three different color and none of them had spots. One was scarlet red and his hands were brighter red then his body, his wings seemed to be also orange and not red, it went from orange into scarlet very smoothly.

The two other dragons had different colors, one was yellow and the other ocean blue. Their eyes were golden while the scarlet dragon had deep violet eyes. The green one had his eyes brown like chocolate.

“Show the Heart!”

“First let me see my friends!” Sahvoz demanded.

“Show the Heart or you will see them on the cemetery!”

Sahvoz was taken back by this, he had no choice he had to do what they asked for. He didn’t yet see them angry that Sauron is behind him or with him, this meant he still waited in the snow. Good for now, Sahvoz proceeded to untie the bag in which he had the Heart. The heart feel on the snow leaving a heart shaped crater in it.

Sahvoz took the heart, he also was less pinned to the ground thanks to the heart no anymore being on his side. The dragon gestured him to go forward. Sahvoz proceed to go forward with just one of his front hooves, it was always funny to see ponies go like this, as they had to do quick and small steps forward, or to walk on their hind legs, this was a hard task for most ponies.

Sahvoz came to them slowly, they dwarfed him, he was small compared to them, he was like a dog to a pony. The dragons were young, forty or thirty years at least. He didn’t recognize any of them, he didn’t even think these dragons have something to do with the ones that ordered him to steal the Heart.

The blue dragon was quiet and he was rather worried, he had a fearful expression and he placed his steps carefully watching into the distance. Sahvoz didn’t like this, could the Dragons somehow tell Sauron is out there? Or is Sauron doing something right now with the Dragons mind from distance. He hid his worried face and he forcefully changed his expression to a more confident one.

The dragon that called to him went forward and looked at the Heart inspecting it, he took it from Sahvoz. He eyes it and he even smelled if it isn’t fake. The dragon knocked the heart, then again smelled it. The dragon received a weird look from his colleagues.

“I need to make sure it is not a cheap trick!”

The dragon got the Heart closer to his mouth, he breathed and the hot air from his lungs meet with the Crystal Hearts surface, water begin to condense on the surface of the Heart. The dragon opened his mouth slowly and gave the Crystal Heart a lick, a long and thin strip of saliva connected the dragon spiky tongue with the Heart. The dragon's tongue was very smooth and wet, the sides of his tonguewere almost like blades.

The dragon backed away, he tasted the heart, it did taste lovely as old folklore says. It had to be the real Crystal Heart. The dragon leaned is head forward to give another passionate and tasty warm lick to the lovely Crystal Heart. But the back of his head met with the yellow dragons hand.

“Nettle! Go inside and test if it is real with Lens.”

“Alright, alright Swindle I’ll go,” Said Nettle, looking at Sahvoz, “You, come with me.”

Sahvoz didn’t say a thing for now, he wanted to see his friends. The green dragon Nettle ordered the three remaining, Swindle and others to guard the entering. If Sauron will be willing to come out now he will have to deal with three dragons. Sahvoz hoped Sauron would survive maybe he would help in getting his friends back, together with his mare.

The dragon opened the door and Sahvoz entered the cave, there wasn’t to much stuff inside, but he saw a light in the distance and heard some noises. The doors closed and he proceeded to go with the dragon deeper inside.

The three dragons left on the outside talked about getting home and how they hate the weather and those mountains, the fire from the torches wasn’t enough, sometimes they had to breathe fire on themselves to keep their bodies warm. The blue dragon was constantly forgetting the topic and looked into the distance, his pals saw this and they finally asked him.

“Glint!” Called Swindle. ”Why are you looking all the way there? There’s nothing.”

“I don’t know, something feels strange about all this snow and wind, just look at it! Don’t you feel something coming out of it? Something dark?”

The two dragons looked where Glint looked, they saw nothing, nothing but snow. They looked at the snow for two minutes and nothing happened. Nothing was there, Glint had a very childish imagination, or the snow was getting to him and he was losing his sanity.

“There is nothing there.”

“I don’t trust this place anymore,” Glint said, “let Nettle be quick and let’s go.”

“Of course we will, the only thing that need to happen is Lens saying the Heart is the Crystal Heart and kill the ponies.”

Glint shrugged, he continued to look, he didn’t trust this place, it was once hunted some said and the wendigos lived here thousands of years before the ponies even started a city here. They might be strong in one pack but to fight spirits and powerful magic, this would be too much and Glint doesn’t plan on dying.

Glint froze in place when he saw something emerge from the snow, the snow disappeared and the wind died down quickly. The two dragons have been talking further about home and a warm lava bath when they get back. They also talked about the war that will emerge in a few days when they get the Heart.

“If I could, I would plunder the castle of the two sisters in Canterlot dude.” The Scarlet dragon said.

“Only this? I wanted to experience true tightness, I would get some mares.” Swindle Chuckled darkly.

“Guys” Glint said frightened “Look…”

The dragons eyed the creature that came towards them slowly, each step didn’t leave tracks on the snow. As if the weird bipedal creature was a ghost of some sort. He had long blond hair, slightly tired eyes, he seemed to be male and he was dressed like a noble, he wore a ring, this little trinket sparkled in their eyes and a desire to have it overwhelmed them, they even had a scenario to serve this being from only looking at the mentioned ring.

But the dragons regained their senses and took a passiveposture and took the swords out. These swords were well crafted and looked like the swords of the men of the west. While only somehow looking like designed for his own orcs or maybe even trolls.

“Stop creature!”

Sauron yet didn’t stop, he was somehow disgusted by the doings of the green dragon. He also reacted as he didn’t want his servant that is Sahvoz to die, in the end that pony is his and he won’t allow something that belongs to him to be lost.

“I said stop!” Swindle shouted.

Sauron stopped before the yellow dragon. “I demand you release the ponies and depart leaving the Crystal Heart to me.”

The dragons looked at him like dumb and young children, confused to the core, Glint was somewhat convinced to do it, he felt darkness from those words, they felt just as bad as the Elder dragons voices who gave them the order to recover the Heart.

Swindle begin to laugh, the same with the Scarlet dragon with orange wings. “Y-you heard it Sebek? He wants us to return the Heart and not to kill the ponies!” Swindle laughed further.

Sebek laughed, not so openly like Swindle and Glint only smiled, he didn’t want to deal with the creature. Sauron’s face darkened and his expression was emotionless and cold like the winds, his gaze was harsh like the mountains itself and the way he stood ready to attack even with his hands behind him was just as frightening like the thought of the wendigos that lived in the ice caves.

“Oh my… you’re funny you know? I might just spare you!”

“Mercy is a weakness.” Sauron said.

“Hehehe… well then,” Swindle with his tail called his pals to him, “we will solve it the other way, what’s your name?”

“Have you heard of Sauron dûr i beleg?”

“No.”

“Now you have.”

“I see, we have a funny guy over here,” Swindle chuckled, “Go and I won’t hurt you.” Sebek and Glint appeared on his left and right side.

“Only if you go away and you won’t kill the ponies and leave the crystal Heart to me.”

“Already told you, it won’t happen.”

“Then you have chosen death.”

Swindle didn’t want to bother with Sauron anymore, Swindle attempted to strike Sauron with his sword. But Sauron’s response was quick and painful, Sauron quickly raised his hand and from it a golden light send a magical shockwave that froze Swindle in one position, stopping his sword and thrusting the two other dragons away. The snow around Sauron was pushed and the shockwave even damaged the ice walls that broke and fell on the ground, slightly blocking the entrance to the ice cave where Sahvoz entered.

Swindle was paralyzed and held by Sauron’s magic in one place, he grunted painfully and moaned, making weird sounds from his pain. Sauron retreated his hand, and Swindle was still in one position. Glint and Sebek stood up, the swords they held were still in their hands.

Swindle wailed and whined. He even begin to sob and with each Sauron’s blink it seemed the magic around him was tighter and tighter than before. Glint and Sebek were frightened, Sauron passed Swindle and proceed to fight the two dragons.

The dragons responded with Fire, they breathed fire, Glints fire was blue like his scales were. Surprisingly Sebeks were green. Sauron thought that those flames are enchanted or magical perhaps. He with his hands gesture sliced the stream of green blue fire into two streams that missed him. The fire however hit Swindle who was warmed up, but unharmed by the hot fire.

Sebek charged by jumping into the air and dash forwards. Sauron however did a front flip and avoided the Dragons trike. When Sauron stood on both legs, he saw the incoming fist of Glint who wanted to hit Sauron with his hand. Sauron response was a pirouette that helped him avoid the dragon.

The dragon missed, he lost some balance. Sauron appeared behind him. He released a mighty wave of wind that pushed Glint with snow and ice far away. Hitting into Swindle who was freed from Sauron’s grip by that action accidently. Sebek breathed fire from above. Sauron directed the flames with his arms movement to hit the ground.

Steam and boiling water was the result of Sebeks fire. Sauron summoned to his side the cold and the winds of the mountains to serve him in the fight and bring Sebek down. He held his hands before him and imagined how the wings of this dragon are freezing. Soon what Sauron imagined become true as the area begin to become very cold, reaching very low temperatures that instantly froze the veins in Sebeka wings making him fall and hit the ground.

Sauron wasn’t down yet, he raised his one hand and wind circled around Sebek, soon ice grew on the dragon, however Sebek breathed fire to melt the ice. But Sauron with his other hand send the fire elsewhere and reduced it to nothing soon after it reached the surface when it came out of Sebeks mouth.

Sauron heard a grunt and a quiet yet loud in noise roar that followed by Swindle throwing his sword at Sauron to stop his work in freezing Sebek. Sauron responded by a quick hand gesture that broke the sword into hundreds of pieces that were send like arrows into Glint. He wanted to duck and avoided the sharp metal pieces but some hit him and made holes in his wings and flesh. Thou these wounds were not too deep thanks to his scales he still bleed and had to get shards out of his arms, torso and legs.

Swindle charged at Sauron who raised his leg, as if he just kicked the air. From his foot a thin, yet bright like the stars and hot like a volcano fire beam shoot that hit Swindle in his chest. When it hit him the fire spread very widely showing that it was condensed by Sauron’s mind and will. Creating an ocean of fire and also left an explosion. That explosion even hit Sauron who put too much power into his attack and freed Sebek whom he almost froze.

The battlefield was nothing more than burned soil soaked in boiling water and a small crater where Swindle once charged. Wherever he was, Swindle was shoot far away and probably hit the ground from a great height. Swindle in that case broke his bones and is now bleeding internally while unconscious waiting for his death.

Glint was bleeding to, and it seems Sauron’s attack has left a small bruise from the explosion, Sebek protected by the ice was covered in hot water that didn’t do him a lot of damage. His armor thou has cracked and has a small hole showing his right side of the chest, perfect to strike him in his heart.

Sauron was surprised, yet he found it funny that these three younglings are almost halfway to make him sweat just like the older dragon he fought with in the forest. He needs to deal with them quickly if he wants to save Sahvoz and his puny friends.

Remember to give some love t the editor, Raistlin Phantom is his name.

Sauron can appear OP, but that’s because my nickname makes him like, AND the fact he even in Middle-Earth would be stronger than any dragon, Gandalf himself-In the books-said so.

Please don't be a retard and don't say he wouldn't be