Ok. This one's going to be a... well. It's going to be intense. Unlike my other stories. This one WILL end up with a broken pony. In one way or the other. It's just the way things go when gore is involved.
Also. Some might not like it. But I will be twisting events of the show. The story will explain some. But know that the episode where the treehouse was destroyed is number one on the list.

Edits:
Changed chapter name

In a far off land. An aging wolf sat on his armchair looking over the village he called home. His silk robe hangs from his body. Just another reminder of his descending health.

His tired eyes scanned the street. Ready to cut down any who doubt his metal. Blinking he saw a cloaked figure approached. It took him only a moment to recognize the cane.

"Greetings oh..." the figure started as he bowed.

"You don't have to do that." The wolf grunted. The figure flinched. Not at his words. But at the weakness in them. "I'm no king."

"You will always be our king."

The wolf turned back to the figure. "What brings you?"

"They are on the move." The figure said softly. "Those they hunt will need you."

The wolf let out a loud broken laugh before bending over as he coughed. "I don't know if you hadn't noticed. Old friend. But I'm dieing."

The figure nodded. "Then allow me to help you live up to your name, my king. And send you on the hunt once more."

The wolf thought for a moment and shrugged. "I was going to die soon anyway." Slowly standing he saw the figure kneel.

This was it. His final command in this life. If he was going to do it. He was going to do it right.

Holding out a hand, he stood as straight as his body would allow. Speaking in as much as a commanding voice he shouted. "As is written in the laws of old. I command..."

This was it. The figure was about to do the one act that will seal the fate of this land and those of others.

"Do it."

With those words the figure lunged forward plunging the cane through the wolf.

The two stood there holding each other up as the hood that covered the figure's head fell away. Revealing a white rabbit.

The rabbit was unable to hold back his tears as he whispered the ancient words that would complete his task.

"You know." The wolf coughed. "I'm glad..." Another cough. Blood ejects itself with each cough now. "Of everyone that they'd send."

A sad smile came across the rabbit's face. "Don't be silly. You know I would have insisted on it."

The two shared a laugh as they slumped to the ground. Small spurts of flame escaping the wolf's wounds. "Once more into the fray." The rabbit whispered.

A small smile crossed the wolf's muzzle. "Once more into the fire." The flames started to spread.

"Once more shall you rise." His clothes now only ash.

"Once more shall you soar." With that the wolf slowly fell apart in the rabbit's arms till only ash remained.

Without a word the rabbit stood and wiped away a tear. "Good luck." With that he struck the ground with his cane causing the dust to fall through the glass like stone.

Twilight groaned and slapped her head into her table.

Today had started like any other in the library. Twilight got up, went over her checklist for the day. Which included at least two other checklists that mentioned the other checklists. And mentioned making a new checklist. She freshened up, had breakfast. And now I was in the middle of looking over books found at dig sites. Most of them were rather basic.

However as her number one assistant came out of the kitchen with his... lunch? It didn't matter to her. The book she had started reading made less and less sense the more she was looking at it.

And that was saying something considering who she was friends with.

"Hay Twilight. What's up?" Spike the dragon asked. Spike was a purple dragon with green spines that went down his back. And much to his alicorn friend's surprise. Had really grown a bit in recent months. He now walked mostly on all fours. Was he taller and skinnier?... no that wasn't true. He was leaner. More muscular. He looked almost like a dragnnet. Something they found was rather amusing. However, His wings wouldn't stop itching. One thing he and peewee had in common.

"Sorry Spike." Twilight sighed. "It's this book. It makes less sense than Pinkie... PINKIE!" Twilight groaned.

Spike got on his hind legs and walked over to read over Twilight's shoulder. "Birth of magic." Spike shrugged. "Looks like something you'd figure..."

Spike was cut off. "I can't Spike. According to this book. Rainbow should be able to buck lightning without a cloud. And Applejack should be able to harvest an orchard with a single stomp." She paused and shivered. "And I don't want to think about what that means for Pinkie."

Spike thought for a bit. "Ya. I guess you have a point. But..." He was interrupted by a knock on the door. "I got it." He said quickly tossing his lunch in his mouth before dropping to all fours and making his way to the door.

Opening the door Spike gulped at what he saw. Standing in front of him was the most beautiful mare he ever saw. Her silky white fur hugging her body so elegantly. Her purple mane and tail perfectly trimmed and brushed. He didn't know what to say other than. "Hi."

"Hello darling." She said in a soft and elegant voice that made it harder for Spike to focus on anything but her. "Have you grown since yesterday?" She teased.

After a moment without a response she sighed and shook her head. Teasing him will have to wait. "I'm dreadfully sorry dear but I really must speak to Twilight."

Blinking Spike stepped to the side. "She's... well. In one of her moods."

"Again?" Rarity asked as she stepped in with a sigh. "What is it this time? Did she forget something on one of her lists?"

"No. It's ummm." Spike thought for a moment on how to put it. He didn't want to admit it. But he was glad for the distraction to his mind. "Something she's reading."

Rarity blinked. "Well... it's a good thing I came." With that she trotted past Spike and over to the now disheveled alicorn. "Twilight dear. Maybe you should take a break."

"Not now." Twilight ground. "I need to figure this out. There has to be a logical explanation..."

As Twilight went on her expected rant, Rarity sighed and turned to Spike. "Would you be a dear and help the others?" She asked softly.

Spike blinked and went outside. Upon hearing her friend's request Twilight stopped her rant and looked to Rarity. "What's wrong?"

"From the looks of it. Your mane for one." Rarity teased.

Getting the hint Twilight got up and levitated a brush over and went to work. "And two?"

Rarity bit her lip for a moment. "Well... I think it's best you see for yourself."

Getting up, Twilight slowly made her way to the front door. As her eyes adjusted to the light, her heart and jaw dropped.