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[rayvencullen.]

I'm in the process of making a new book, that will most likely not be published, but would found either on my myspace blog or fanfiction. The overall plot of this little book is that the equines of Ataraxe are seperated into three groups, the lights, neutrals, and darks. One member from each group must join together with the other chosens to disembark on a dangerous quest to a place called Glitter Peak to try and restore peace back to the herds. On the way there, the neutral mare that had agreed to go along forms a forbidden relationship with the dark colt Blade and eventually has a foal. She feels horrible for breaking the laws laid down by her ancestors, but she hesitantly agrees to keep the foal. Meanwhile, the overall creator, and rather non-so-horse like Constantine returns in chapter one to assess the damage done to the lights by war with the darks and to form an unlikely alliance with the neutrals, vowing to rid of those who pose a threat to all of the individuals living on Ataraxe Island.

So, if you wish for one of your characters to be in this little story, please reply here with the name of your character and basic description with their desired part.

OPEN SPOTS:
Light Horse on Quest: Sohalia's stallion Noel
Neutral Mare on Quest:
Dark Colt on Quest: Lynx's colt Intrepid

All members of which who'd like to be part of any of the three herds.

CHAPTERS COMPLETED:
1. The Return of Constantine

[rayvencullen.]

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Chapter I
"The Return of Constantine"

The cold, unforgiving air had returned to the plains of Ataraxe, along with it came the snow and occassional drops of rain to refreshen the foundation that made Ataraxe what it had been this very moment. The equine lands claimed by those powerful stallions had thrived together once, but all too long ago they seperated merely by their personalities. It was wrong to be divided apart, but it had to be done in order for there to be peace on earth for the horses and other animals living on the beautiful little island, but what had caught me the most was that they were divided into three different groups: lights, who most likely are the nicest of them all, the neutrals, who don't reside on the path of good or evil, and last of all darks, those who thirst for the blood of others and reign with supreme power. It was stupid for all of us to be judged by how we are or who we prefer to be, but it had come down to this: Ataraxe would soon go to war, and I could do nothing to prevent it. I was alone, in the cold dark wasteland of eternity. As the last unicorn to ever walk the earth.

My trek from southeast Asia to the remote island of Ataraxe had wore my energy bar down to zero, I should've settled for flying like all normal unicorns do. But my mind told me it was too dangerous to fly, what if the humans had spotted me? I'd be all over their box herd-meetings, "Rare unicorn sighting!!" Fuck that, I was not about to risk my life just to save my home range. I wasn't about to get chased down like some primal animal that is terrorizing the local towns, so I'd stick to the outskirts of town where I would be least-noticable and dense forestry when offered. But just because I didn't have those pesky humans chasing me didn't mean I was free from danger. No, I was still being hunted by hungry predators such as timber wolves and the occassional mountain lion, even some desperate black and grizzly bears. But I had to do what was neccessary for my home, my children, and myself.

The night had quickly approuched on me, quicker then I expected it to and quite frankly I was disappointed. I moved myself from my resting place in the centre of the forestry that was closest to me when I was wandering and went off to search for a safe place to sleep for the night. At dawn, I'd move out again, not wasting any time to graze or groom myself. Every second counted on Ataraxe and it's survival, every second took them closer to breaking out into an all-out war against each other. I shook my head at the horrible thought of coming home just a minute too late to see them clashing together like titans, and me just standing by feeling so helpless that I would break into a river of tears. My friends, my family, my offspring would all be dead to me, lying at my feet and in the puddles of blood that would drown the terrain like a flood would and destroying everything I ever loved.

But upon thinking of that I could feel myself tense at the thought, growing slightly angry with myself for thinking such a thing. I wouldn't let Ataraxe die around me, I'd make sure it would live on to become the last place wild horses could live and not worry about being caught and made slaves to the two-legs. My dark rosey tinted eyes began to swirl into a misty black colour and my lovely white body had shown the signs of breaking out into the same colour my eyes had changed, a shudder raking through my body to try and fight off the side of me that usually never comes out, why had it come out now? Go. . away. . KRAVEN!! I screeched, forcing the forest around my to shake until the trees trembled in fear and even stumbled to the ground and snap upon hitting the earth's face. I broke out into a furious pant, I couldn't control the anger any longer! Please, don't let it come out completely. NO!!!

I dropped to my knees to avoid the pain growing in my spine and in my head, but it was no use to try and fight Kraven. He was too powerful for me to handle, me. . just a mere light horse, being taken over by a dark was quite ambarassing on my terms, but that was just me. I've come home to play, beautiful. . he whispered in my head, almost tauntingly and seductively. I grinded my teeth together and flicked my ears back into my mane, shuddering from the pain that grew in my muscles and in my tendons - he was really fucking powerful to overthrow me and my own personal space. Maybe someday I'd be able to control him, but not today, and certainly not now.

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