In The Eye of the Beholder [OPEN]

[Digital_Insantiy]

Equestria, a land of peace, beauty, and friendship. A land ruled by the Princesses; Celestia, Raiser of the sun, and Luna, who illuminates the night with the moon. Equestria is mostly populate by ponies runs by a code of honor, peace, and harmony. Conflicts and hatred are settled by compromises, and tolerance. Truly a good influence to any outsider who stumbles upon. But the other part of the land, stands on grounds that ponies would never even think of doing. The land of Dracolon, Inhabited by Dragons, and other mystical creatures to be feared, is a violent, and gruesome land, ruled by a tyrant, that gathered an army,

out of fear. The land is burning, seas of lava, the land is dead, no trees, grass, or any plants of the sort, the tyrant, this monster, caused that. Now, he wants to expand his tyranny to the magical land of Equestria, and will kill all who stands in his way..

A dragon, named Desmond inhabitant of Equestria, becomes sick, and tired of reminiscing about the

land he used to love and cherish, the friends he loved and lost, his lover that was killed in the incident, everything lost, and everyone he mourned. Out of revenge, our brave heroic decides to strike back, to kill the king of the dammed land. But he knows marching up, trying to be a one man army is a suicide mission, if he wants to assassinate this tyrant, he must gather a team, the best of the best in Equestria, strong, brave, and just as crazy as him. And maybe, just maybe, he will be able to overthrow the tyrant, and return the rights to it's previous owners, once and for all.

Desmond stood in the top of a partly ruined building, previously called "The Empimare State Building." Watching from below, he spotted a group of troops, looking for escapees, or refugees. He counted six, being Equestria, they didn't hold weapons, however, being dragons, with power to breath fire, is good enough. He quickly sorted out a plan before he commenced his attack, start from behind, disable him, bringing the two dragons heads to each other with great force should be good enough to take them out. By then, he'd already be founded. On that note, he'd have to just watch his back and keep his mind cool, and he should have his fifth group of the day.

Rearing his hind legs back, he sprung into the air, diving to the ground below. Five hundred feet from the ground, he spread his long wings, allowing himself to slowly descend right behind the back of the troops. Following his plan, he grabbed the head of the unaware Dragon and with a swift twist, a loud snap came from his neck. Acting quickly, sure that the troops ahead heard the neck bones cracking, he leap into the air, landing next to the dragons who was side by side. He grabbed their heads, and slammed their head together, and they fell to the floor in a limp. Half way done, but that was the easy part.

The remaining dragons turned around, five seconds ago, the troops were following. Now either dead or unconscious, they lie on the ground, with an onymous dragon standing over them. One of them yelled what he was doing, confusing him for one of their own, another growled, and the third, with a "act now, talk later," attitude, lunged over toward Desmond, fire charged in his maw, ready to burn. Desmond smirked at his brash and foolish approach, and dodged the stream of fire that the flying lizard blew. By the time the troop landed on the ground, Desmond was right in front of him. He grabbed the troops foreleg, and bent it, forcing the leg to bend the wrong way. The attacking dragon roared out in pain, before Desmond slammed a rock to the side of his head, and fell to the ground.

He immediately looked for the remaining two, who were circling around the freedom fighter. One gave a signal, and unison, they breathed fire toward Desmond. He acted quickly, jumping into the air, using his wings to keep himself a float. He picked on of the two while they were still discharging, and attacked. By the time the other had finished blowing flames, his partner was out like a lite, and the swift beast had disappeared. Scared and confused, he panicked a little. If he ran off, he would be killed for not staying and fighting, so he might as well try to survive. The final troop's eyes darted around him. The road was lit by lamps, but there were many shadows.

"Get out here ya' coward!" The lizard taunted as he blew fire into the shadows, hoping to hit his target. "I said fight me!" Desmond jumped down from above, and finished the job.

Desmond looked over his work, he memorized who was alive and who was not, and killed them as they lie there.

"Fifth one today... must be a new record..." He took out a large gem out of his sack that he stole from the dragons food supply. He took a big bite out of it and crunched it into small pieces before finally swallowing. He looked up at the stars, every night he gets a reminder that every bit of stars that he sees, he sees how much of these beasts he is fighting. He maybe fighting for the rest of his life- If he does last that long. And then he sees the moon, and how large it looks compared to the rest of the stars. Sure, if he took the king down, the biggest of them all, but that would be the toughest fight of them all... so what's the point? if the point of this is to take down the king, why is he fighting the small fry? To get attention? So maybe that some way that could get him close to the king? But that's stupid, he would just send more guards. What he's doing is pointless... he may as well give up now...

[MissOwnBreed]

Diana watched in fear as the dragon disposed of the others she hid with the small foals and prayed to luna and celestia for protection for the foals and made a vow to defend them with her life

[stormchaser1991]

as ruby was checking to see where the flames were coming he saw dragon fighting each other

he jump into hiding and notice he was not the only one that is hiding there was also a group of foals and another pony

"hey whats going on hopefully they will leave when they are done and not bother us" said Ruby Boulder a colt with yellow eyes,light red coat,a brown mane and tail by the look of it you must be some sort of teacher my name is Ruby Boulder by the way

[Velocicorn]

Breeze watched from the broken and bruning floor of a biulding. He could see every detail of the fight and the dragon fire with his binoculars. He focussed on the dragons teeth the most. They were white, pointed, and hot with fire.

" A Dragon fighting Dragons, that's new." Breeze said to himself. He scanned the surrounding area. He wasn't one to get into fights with dragons unless he needed to. He had killed dragons before. It just took the right aim with pistols, or the right jab with a long sharp staff he had widdled.

he continued to search the surrounding biuldings, that's when he found a group of foals and a teacher of sorts. There was also another pony talking with her.

" They don't sand a chance against that dragon!" Breeze said. In no time at all he unhooked his staff from his pack. He then spread his wings and glided down to the ponies, using the tall biuldings as cover.