Jeikobu, the Royal Guard==500 years before Nightmare Moon escapes==More Like This
In an underground cavern sat a large decaying shrine. Inside, many ponies in cloaks gathered in front of a giant throne with a statue of a demonic, four armed, horned bipedal creature sat. Every pony bowed their heads as a large armored earth pony stepped to a circular dais that had a symbol that was eight arrows pointing away from their origin point at equal intervals. Every pony here worshiped chaos, and a ritual was taking place to start opening their world to him. The leader was the armored pony, known as Garland. He towered over other ponies, even matching Princess Celestia in hight (ignoring her horn). He wore heavy metal armor that covered his entire body. He even had lenses put in the eye holes of his helmet. His armor around his mouth was specially made to help him hold and fight with his massive sword on his back that at best took 5 large farm ponies to lift normally, and no magic seemed to be able to affect it.
"My fellow worshiper
LoS:TRoT Chapter13Spyro+Cynder*Author's note: Some words and names used from this chapter on are in Latin. In the Artist's Comments, I will explain what each one means.*More Like This
The Legend of Spyro: The Rebirth of Time
Chapter 13: Spyro
"There you are, Magister Purpura." Molestus the Molesmith said gruffly.
I lifted my new leg (made of lightweight, yet sturdy metal) off the ground and wiggled the metallic toes, testing it out. It seemed to work just as well as my other legs, if not better.
"Thank you Molestus." I said kindly. The mole squirmed at my words, a look of annoyance never really leaving his face.
"Of course, Purpura." he said quickly.
"What does 'Magister Purpura' mean?" I asked curiously, tilting my head to the side.
The Molesmith heaved a heavy sigh as if I had just asked him to relay his entire family history to me this second. "It means 'Purple Master'. It is what we once called Malefor when he lived in the city."
I suddenly felt uncomfortable, being compared to Malefor. "Well, please just
Fake It. Was this all I was meant to be? A unicorn with no hope of being remembered. I bet when she finally kills me off, I'll get a little ceremony and then be buried along with the other deceased ponies, or maybe I'll be burned to ashes and she'll keep my remains in a little jar next to her bed. Or even worse, maybe she'll stuff me. I'd be a stuffed pony for her, Her faithful student. For all eternity.More Like This
While these thoughts ran through my head, I stared into the mirror and ran a brush through my Mane. Well, At least I have magic. How do Earth Ponies brush their hair? Maybe they help eachother?
Bruuush.... Bruuush... Bruush.....
Maybe being an earth pony wouldn't be all that bad, all I have to do is chop off my horn. I'll ask AJ what it's like, Pinkie would probably ramble on about something nopony cares about.
I dropped the brush and stared at myself in the mirror, practicing different smiles. Mayb
Princess Molestia's return 1As Luna layed on her bed thinking of what happened 9 pony years ago Princess Molestia it was horrfing.She saw little lights it was fireworks and a black pony was shooting them.Luna saw her sister watching them Luna smiled seeing her sister watching the pretty blasts in the sky.But then Luna gasped a firework hit her sister "Oh no!" yelled Luna as she ran to her sister but she stepped back her sister's pupils were tiny blck dots and a terrifing grin on her face. "Oh no just no" said Luna scardly. "Oh Luna my little sister......" said the queen.The black pony grined and walked away.Luna shivered as her sister stared at her and grinned she took a steped closer to Luna. Luna knew it Molestia was back.More Like This