Username: Frostbite18
Name: Diablo ( Often called The Dark One by others)
Age: 9 years
Gender: Stallion
Height: 24 hands
Personality: Diablo is truly a kind stallion at heart. After the darkness took him over he was nothing like himself. Cold, cruel and vicious, all traits that went against his true self. He is actually a real thinker, even with the darkness he still was smart, though his thoughts were darker. His true self is very smart and noble, always doing what is best for others and not himself.
History:
The second that Diablo's mother saw him she let out a scream of horror. Her new colt did not have her pale brown body or purple scales, nor his fathers buckskin pelt and blue scales. She though her foal was a demon, born to destroy the herds. She stamped on his poor little body and galloped away, hoping her stallion would just accept her lie of having had a stillbirth. The little colt was strong though and survived his wounds, luckily a little while later a lone mare appeared. She had been sent away from her herd for having a still born foal and was wandering the plains in sadness. Suddenly she scented the smell of a newborn foal. She found The colt and decided she couldn't let the poor thing die. She layed down and let him nurse, drying him off as she did so. She could clearly see hoof marks in his pelt and wondered what kind of mother would do such a thing. " How did you not die? You must have a very strong spirit" she nickered. The colt looked up with his deep red eyes but the mare did not see evil as his mother had. " Diablo, that will be your name. You will show them you true self" she whinnied softly.
Through the years
Diablo's adoptive mother eventually found a new herd and he had to leave her. He left and went to find his very own herd and family. Everywhere he went he was shunned and hated upon. He never even tried to steal mares from herds, he though it was cruel. Still anytime he passed by a herd the mares would shriek and the stallion would charge him. He would chased away by cries of, " He is a monster!", " A demon, make him pay!" And other horrible words. One day after six years of this brutal treatment he awoke to see many horses around him. " We will not let the demon walk among us any longer!" They cried. They beat Diablo until they thought he was dead but once again his strong heart would not give out. Diablo layer there for a week, nibbling at the grass about him and lucky enough to have ran water to drink. Diablo felt sick, he had done nothing and yet these horses judged him for his looks! He had had enough of this! Diablo felt something new coursing through him, it was rage. Diablo's kindness was swept away by his anger and sadness. He became a completely new horse, one intent on destroying all the Equids he could find.
When diablo was 8
Diablo was feared by almost very Equid across the land, he was known as the dark one or the bringer of death. He came into herds and slaughtered them all, leaving the foals alive so they could feel the pain of being alone. He carried on with this from the time he was six until he was eight, killing many Equids. One day he came across some lone mares, he began to chase them, his mind telling him only to kill. Suddenly he stopped, a mare was standing right in front of him. He reared and snorted, waiting eagerly to see the fear in her eyes, he was disappointed when he saw none. The grey mare simply reared back, her shining green scales gleaming in the sun. With how bright her scales were she must be a tough one. Diablo was confused, they always ran, they always screamed! The mare walked forth until her nose nearly touched his, " Do it then" she snorted. Diablo was confused now, did the mare want to die. " Dp you not remember me? I am Storm" she nickered gently. Diablo suddenly remembered.
Flashback to when Diablo was 4
Diablo had finally met a mare who didn't hate him, after two years of searching he had done it. He was waiting by the large baobab tree that they met at every four days. He saw her and resisted letting out a whinny of joy, they couldn't let her herd find out. Storm cantered over and the two of them twined necks lovingly, they had meeting in secret for nearly three months. " I am ready to go" she nickered, her brave eyes glimmering with joy. Diablo thought he might faint with happiness, for awhile now Storm had been planning to leave with him but she had wanted to wait for a day with good weather for their escape. It was supposed to storm tomorrow and even Storm's vicious and cold father would not follow them. Storm's father wanted her to go and find some strong handsome stallion to live with. Since she was his strongest filly he wanted his lines to only be carried in the strongest of lines. Sadly the next day when Diablo we to meet Storm's father who being older and Diablo not being vicious, beat Diablo up very badly. " Storm told me to come here and I could deal with you!" He cried as Diablo ran away.
Back to when Diablo is 8
Diablo's eyes filled with pain, " He said you sold me out, that you wanted me killed" he whinnied. Storm let out an angry squeal, " I did no such thing! That dumb father of mine had brought a strong stallion to meet me when I got back from the tree. They figured out that I had been meeting you from my scent and went to see the tree the next day. I ran away from that horrid stallion he gave me to the moment we where alone, strong but slow" she explained. Diablo shuddered as he felt mixed emotions, the darkness wanted to take over for him to continue killing blindly but as Diablo looked into Storms eyes he fought it. He stood there for awhile and finally felt the darkness slip away, he was free. His mind filled with all the Equids he had killed and all the foals he had orphaned. " I should die for what I have done" he cried. Storm gave him a surprise kick in the knew, " Snap out of it. You can be redeemed, even the worst of us can be" she whickered. So the two of them went on their way and with the help of Storm's brave and feisty heart Diablo has been slowly making amends with the other Equids. Perhaps one day he will even be accepted by them, but for now Storm's acceptance of his true self is enough.
( Hope it is not too late, I just saw that only two people entered) also sorry it is SO long, once I start writing I have a hard time stopping
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