Title: A Super-Powered Villain for MLP
Premise: MLP: FIM. A dark shadow falls upon Canterlot one faithful night. Just how powerless is the Royal Guard to stop it? Blood and Death.
Personal Comments: I like to imagine my OC villain, Thunder Strike being this powerful. This is somewhat based on that scene from Kung Fu Panda 2 where Lord Shen returns to his palace. Man, I loved that villain!
Only 26 more days since the day I posted this before more info on Season 3! It would be so awesome if this show was really made for older audiences; then we could get chilling scenes like this one! I would like to see how Twilight and her friends take on a villain like this guy! I'm sure there are some fanfic writers though who had already thought of a villain capable of this kind of feat, which kinda depresses me to imagine. But whatever. What do I know? I still think a scene like this would be awesome, if a bit inhumane.
A dark, starry night in Canterlot. All the city was silent, and on full alert. The guards have been warned of a great evil about to befall the city; Princess Celestia had seen it in a vision.
Outside the gates of the city, suddenly, one lone, dark, hooded pony approached, slowly stepping his way towards the massive gates.
The guards readied their spears and glared at the intruder.
"Halt!" Barked the head sergeant. "Who goes there?"
The pony ignored him and continued walking toward the walls.
"Sir," The sergeant barked again. "Stop, or we will open fire!" Upon hearing this, the archers readied their bows.
The intruder remained oblivious to his words.
"Fire!" The sergeant ordered.
The guards all released their arrows, and a massive blanket of arrows began to rain down, the likes of which one would see in Lord of the Rings or 300, heading straight for the pony.
At last, the pony stopped. His eyes glowed yellow, as did a horn sticking out from under his hood. And suddenly, just as they were about to impale him, the arrows froze in middair.
The guards all stared in shock and amazement. Before they could do anything else, the arrows all flipped around, and were shot just as fast back at them.
By the time the barrage was over, hundreds of guards lay dead, impaled in all sorts of spots, blood oozing out. A few were merely wounded. Most were already dead. Many arrows have crashed into the brick walls of the palace as well, chipping and cracking the stone.
The doors of the gate then swung open, and a large mass of guards rushed out, spears at the ready, determined to skewer the beast who had just brutally killed their brothers.
The intruder merely winced as the guards approached. Again, his horn glowed, and suddenly, a massive wave of yellow magic burst out from him, sweeping over the guards.
As soon as the aura hit them, they suddenly felt searing agony in their skulls. Pain that made them drop to their knees, clutching their heads, and groaning and screaming in pain. It only got worse by the second, as though a balloon were rapidly being pumped up in their brains.
And that was exactly almost what was happening. Their heads were bloating, rapidly getting larger, until finally, their heads burst open, like balloons popping.
Blood and brains drenched the courtyard stones. And once every guard had fallen in this blood shed, the figure continued to move forth. A little blood had splashed onto his cloak by now, and his hooves scraped through the red puddles as he made his way through the bodies, but he paid the mess no mind. He had only one destination in mind.
At last, he came to the closed gates. One final burst of his magic, and the massive doors were slammed open, allowing him to enter the city.