The First [phantom]

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The sun's rays burned long and hot on my steel gray pelt. I could feel it beating down on me and if I had no hair, I probably would be blistered. Winter? What winter? Cold weather did not exist in this inferno. Many horses would not be able to survive here. But I enjoyed it. Burning was the only sensation I had left to feel. All others had been numbed by my constant battles. My most recent battle had been with the previous queen of this desert land. How it had been my great pleasure to be the final part of her downfall. In a way, however, I had been completely disappointed. Not only had the fight been short and sweet, but she barely inflicted a mark on me.

As newly appointed queen of these lands, I was beginning to wonder if I should produce a spawn of my own, and whether Frenzy was truly worthy to be the sire of my offspring.

The time had come for me to be in heat. It was a fun time for me, because many stallions traveled miles, just in search of the source of my intoxicating scent, and I would send them running, bleeding, crying, back to where they came from. It took all my might not to laugh at the thought. Did that make me twisted? Or did that just make me normal for my kind? My kind... Ha. The entire Antianara breed was a joke to me. Following ancient rules that were nothing but rubbish.

"Frenzy!" I finally demanded. He had many offspring already, many by mares he probably did not even know the names of. But her's would be special, the only true heir of one-hundred-percent royalty and evil. In slight irritation, I whipped my tassel behind me, growing more agitated by the second as he took longer to get here. Just because he was my king did not mean he had the right to make me wait.

Subject: Re: The First [phantom] Tue Feb 22 2011, 12:08

Nonexistent heart, make another whole

Daggers flailed against the pit of their synthetic hell, their small bit of paradise that was secluded from every piece of scum that wandered rolling hills with their beloveds. Trees were scorched, the strong shading the slaves that stood sweating, panting under their protection. It was a shame there weren't more primitive ways to torture the chosen mongrels, some way that would cause them more pain. Baring his youths simply wasn't enough, even though it contributed to the war against the stupidity. If only more thought like him, the world would be such a better place.

Tapered cobalt nostrils flared gently as the wind swept through them, sending him that ancient scent that he had longed to sense for weeks after the arrival of his queen. Ah, yes. The one who had finally rid the great plains of that nuisance of a hellion, Armada. Life would be so much more simplistic without her badgering him to dispose of his slaves, set them free. Frenzy only hoped the bitch only came back when it was time for the youth to be trained to be a superb warrior, a fighter that took the life of everyone in its path. It surely wouldn't be as wonderful as the one he was to have with Elegia, the rightful queen. Theirs would be majestically evil, the most sadistic creature to walk the earth.

It was her. It was time. In ten short months, the world would be dominated by a new power, a beast that would eventually take his place after he took his rightful place as king of hell. Strong it would be, furiously powerful in the face of danger. "Elegia," he growled, sauntering up to the storm hued queen, neon blue tresses bouncing with ferocity. "The world will see something never seen before, my queen. It will see the best of my offspring, the most powerful. It will be unstoppable," he whispered, a growl deep in his vocals. Frenzy didn't bother asking what she wanted, for it was evident. He already knew.

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"Let it be done, then," Elegia stated simply, turning her hindquarters to face him. Frenzy was indeed right. This foal would be a force to be reckoned with. Not even Armada would know what to do. The gray mare chuckled to herself, her odd rumbling in her chest taking the place of simple laughter. A colt, she wished. A colt like Frenzy. And Elegia would teach him in the ways of battle that she had learned from experience. He would learn by example from his father, the King. Two unstoppable forces combined in to one... the thought was nearly scary for her to think.

She was already picturing him ruling over all the simple equines in this world. They would crumble at his feet, and she could sit back, comfortable and proud, because her son was the dictator that everyone feared, that everyone obeyed. What a life she would have, especially if Frenzy became the King of the Underworld. None before him had tried such a thing, not even Corus or Hades. Again, Elegia would be able to relax at the side of her king, as queen of hell. What a life she had ahead of her.

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