Jake stood in the ruins of Asura, the eastern region of the Kalina ar'mori, the kingdom of the elves as the wind touched his tanned skin and blew his raven hair and blonde bangs. He was face-to-face with his mortal enemy, Isaac Baines, the king of Darkside and herald to the "Great Old Ones". This was going to be their final battle; a battle between good and evil.

"Isaac, It is time to end this madness!" Jake roared with flames seething in his emerald eyes towards the pale skinned king. "The people of Summerland have suffered too much from your insanity!"

"Ha! I do what I can to please my masters! Soon, I will rule this world as both the King of Darkside and the Emperor of Summerland!" Isaac laughed, dementedly, glaring at Jake with his dark, hollowed eyes.

A hand on the shoulder, Jake turned his attention to where the hand originated. Long raven hair and dressed in Gothic Lolita, Elizabeth walked to Jake's left side and looked him in the eyes, "He's too powerful, you might not stand a chance against him." Despite her stoic expression, there was some concern hinted in her voice. "Are you sure you can take him?"

"This man must be stopped, Elizabeth. Too many lives have been lost because of him and I'm not gonna stand while more blood is spilled," Jake was dead serious, but he felt someone patting him on the back.

The blonde-haired bishounen, Darien, smiled and shook his head, saying with an elegant voice, "Don't worry, with MY help, we'll surely end this nightmare as fast as the eyes can see." Egotistical, as always, Darien wasn't the only one willing to lend a hand. Behind him were the other members of the Occult Club who were able to leave Earth and enter Summerland:

"Whatever, let's make it quick so I can get back and beat the crap out of fur ball over here," said the bandaged face Xavier, pointing his left thumb at Marcus. Xaiver's face, including his right hand and partially his left hand, was bandaged with only his left eye and three of his fingers exposed.

As always, the werewolf half-breed Marcus was irritated by that statement from Xavier, shouting in his ear, "Who're you calling 'fur ball' you rag doll! Besides, this will be a glorious battle for me to bring honor to my pack."

Omar and Natasha, on the other hand, were preoccupied with one another to hear what the others were talking about. Holding hands, they smiled and said their pleas, " Natasha, if we do not make it, I want you to know how much I—"

"I already know, Omar, and I feel the same way," Interrupted Natasha as she and Omar embraced each other with their lips pressing against one another.

Draco coughed as he stood behind the two. This broke their spell and snapped them back to the present situation. How could the two not notice the vampire prince was behind them? "Can't you two save it until this is over?" Remarked Draco as he unsheathed the katana-like sword from the scabbard on his back. "Now's not the time for romance. If we don't Isaac, soon, this world and all the worlds in the cosmos will be destroyed by the corruption of the Old Ones."

The two nodded, agreeing with the vampire prince and got serious, releasing their hands and stood facing in Jake's direction. standing beside Draco, Edward agreed, also, as injected a syringe of embalming fluid in his neck: "Indeed, we can't let that lunatic succeed. If he does, then we'll be doomed to damnation."

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Isaac smirked as he glared at Jake. His pale skin feeling the warmth of the sun, Isaac wore only black sweatpants as he knew the dark, necronomical symbols tattooed from the neck below would not work if they covered by a measly shirt. Like Jake, he could feel the wind blowing in his long black hair that stretched down to his waist.

Walking next to him was a tall lanky man with a large double-bladed ax on his back. Like Xavier, his face was covered in bandages, but only partially covered as it revealed his mouth, his dark hollowed eyes, and tufts of his raven hair. "My lord, our forces are ready for the assault. The only threat standing in our way, now are these little brats," he informed his master with a wide grin.

"Thank you, Joshua, you surely are my trusted adviser, but there is one thing you must know and that is to never underestimate your enemy, especially when they're the ones about to have their organs spilled from their bodies," a sadistic grin formed on Isaac's face as he chuckled, derangedly. "Clockwork, are your toys ready!?"

Behind Isaac and Joshua was a man with very unusual man. Like Isaac, he had pale skin and dark, hollowed eyes, but in his eyes were purple irises. On his head he wore a black top hat and on his mouth were horizontal stitches stretching from one side of his face to the other and was dressed in a black suit with bellows on both arms and a pair of white gloves on both hands, but one interesting thing was the large key on his back, twirling around in a clockwise motion.

"Do not worry, my liege, my toys are geared and ready to fight," removing his hat, clockwork took out five small windup toys and placed them each in a row. As he twirled the long cane in his right hand, he began chanting the following words, "Oh Azothoth, daemon sultan of the Great Old Ones, give me the power to bring these toys to life!"

From those words, the toys grew and sprung to life. Disfigured and hideous beyond accommodation, only a mad man would have the imagination to create something so grotesque. They growled and roared like a wild beast, ready to shed blood with their sharp claws and teeth.

"Are you sure this is going to work?" Behind the twisted toymaker was a blond-haired young man, wearing a long tanned trench-coat. Sipping a cup of tea, he skeptically spoke to his superior on the matter. "You remember what happened the last time we faced the son of John." Referring to Jake.

Isaac growled at the blonde boy and didn't like it when people criticizing his plan. He turned his attention and scolded, "No your place, Nexus. This plan will work and I will take great pleasure in killing the spawn of the prodigal John West!"

"Even if it kills you," appearing from Isaac shadow was a beautiful woman whose voice was sultry and seductive. She had long raven hair and, like Isaac and Clockwork, had pale skin and dark hollowed eyes. Her lips were painted black and so were her nails. She loved wearing only a short black jacket on her upper body and loved leaving it unzipped, but she also wore leather black pants and black knee high boots.

Isaac glared at the woman who just smiled while holding a guandao on her shoulders. "Ah, Morgan, how long have you been in my shadow?" Isaac questioned as he walked up to the young woman.

"Oh, just long enough to know that your plan is going to fail, as usual," Morgan replied, nonchalantly. " You think you have this all planned out, but there is one problem with your plan."

"And what would that be..."

She leaned up and whispered with a sly grin in his ear, "You're too cocky."

Isaac did respond, he only laughed like a man, maniacally, and formed a toothy grin on his face, showing Morgan all his sharp teeth. He finally responded, "Cock, you say? Tell me, would an arrogant person have so much power at his disposal?"

"Yes, he would."

"Morgan, you have never tasted the power of the Old Ones in your life. So you wouldn't understand the dark mana flowing through my veins."

Morgan said nothing and watched her king gloat while a expression of disdain formed on her beautiful face,

"Now, my subjects, it's time for us to end this battle and claim Summerland as our own!" Isaac heard the roaring cries of his people. He even saw Nexus dropping his tea cup to the ground and unsheathing two large bayonets from his person, screaming with glee "Ahahaha! I will enjoy slicing them into pieces, my lord!"

Isaac turned his attention to Jack, flashing a glare that brought a chill down his spine.

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The battle had commenced with one side charging at the other. Leaping into the air, Nexus plunged with both bayonets aimed at Elizabeth, shouting "Die cambion!", but his attack as block as a large silver claw with a pentagram on the back appeared in front of him. The claw belonged to Elizabeth who transformed her right arm as fast as she could. With a stoic glare, she grabs Nexus and tosses him into the air and sprouts one wing on the right backside, flying into the air to continue their duel. She knew it might be a trap but she took the risk. Sheathing his bayonets back into his coat, he waited for the cambion to come closer. Elizabeth charged with eyes glowing as red as sapphire, but as she got close to Nexus, she was in for a surprise. He threw opened his trench-coat, revealing a black latex suit with an assortment of holsters stitched on every part of his body, except for the front and back of his elbows and knees. The sight even freaked Elizabeth out. Holding out his hands, he fired two arrows attached to chains from his wrists. The arrows pierced through the front of Elizabeth's shoulders, sending a serge of pain throughout her nerves, spinning her around and flinging her to the ground. He pulls the arrows out of her and lecherously licks the blood from the tips.

Clenching the wound on her left shoulder, Elizabeth could feel the pain as her shoulder began to regenerate. These were times when she was lucky to be half-demon. Her claw transformed into a large blade. Standing up, she charged and shouted "Ah!". Nexus did the same, pulling out two cleavers from his hips.

Clenching the wound on her left shoulder, Elizabeth could feel the pain as her shoulder began to regenerate. These were times when she was lucky to be half-demon. Her claw transformed into a large blade. Standing up, she charged and shouted "Ah!". Nexus did the same, pulling out two cleavers from his hips.

Xavier was having a problem of his own, dodging every slash from the ax wielding maniac named "Joshua". For a skinny guy, Joshua sure was strong enough to wield a large ax with only one hand. "You'll make an excellent sacrifice for the blood god!" Joshua shouted, sadistically. Xavier didn't like that one bit. With a snap of his fingers, Xavier shouted the words "No dice, cowboy!" as both his hands and feet burst into flames. He jumped and landed onto his hands, spinning around with his legs wide open and kicking with flaming legs towards Joshua. Then he leaps into the air, spin kicking right into his face. These were the moves of a capoeira master, sleek and flawless with a fiery passion. Xavier slashes his right leg, shouting "Infernal blaze!" as a wave of fire scourges towards Isaac's adviser. Unbeknownst to him, Joshua slashed through the flames with his ax, like if it nothing but paper, and was preparing to slice through the pyromancer, that is, until Marcus jumped in and punched Joshua right in the face with his large werewolf claws, which stopped at his elbows, knocking him unconscious with his nose bleeding red.

"What the hell, Marcus! I had him right where I wanted!" said Xavier, angry at what Marcus had done.

"Really, because it looked like I just saved you form becoming sashimi, you cyclops!"

"Throw rug!"

"Rag doll!"

"Flea bag!"

Joshua watched as Marcus and Xavier bickered. Instead of fighting him, the two started fighting each other, metaphorically speaking. Now was his chance to strike, picking up his ax and charging at the two with eyes seething with blood-lust while they were distracted. Before he could attack, he was soon punched in the face by both Xavier and Marcus without the two looking their eyes away from each other as they bickered, causing him to fly and land 10-feet-away from where he was.

Now, Omar, Natasha, and Edward were taking care of a problem of their own...taking out Clockwork's toys. "29%, 40%, 120%" Edwards strength increased as he jumps and punches his fist through a draconic-looking toy right in the eye, shattering the glass and almost blinding the mechanical monster. As a ghoul, Edward had no limits nor could he feel illogical concepts, such as pain. "That'll take care of you for a while," Edward remarked, landing on his two feet and prepared to attack again, but as he jumped into the air, the toy slaps him and knocks him into the ground. Edward didn't like that one bit. Now, he has to go find a new arm as he tore off his left one. No matter, he could still fight with one arm tide behind his back. What really worried him was the embalming fluid dripping from his stump of an arm.

Working together, Omar and Natasha sought to bring down the two toys standing in front of them. One was humanoid with one long left arm and a face wrapped in straps and, like its maker, had a key, as well, but it was located on where his right arm should be. Another one resembled a large cat beat with metal claws and scorpion tail. Natasha pulls out a talisman and trows it at the humanoid toy and watches as it explodes and damages its only arm. "Now that's what I call Voodoo," Said Natasha with a smile on her face; however, she wasn't done just yet. The humanoid toy lifted its arm and strikes it down towards Natasha, but she was able to dodge and was soon running on top of the monsters' arm, running towards its head. From her right pocket, she takes a hand full of goofer dust and blew it right into its face, causing it to scream in agony and killing it in an instant. "Timber!" Natasha couldn't help but shout the word as she got off and landed on the ground, watching the humanoid toy fall like a tree.

It was now Omar's turn. Clapping his gauntlet covered hands together, a bolt of blue lightning appeared from the philosopher's stones on the back of his hands as a transmutation circle was summoned under Omar's feet. He reached and pulled a long spear right out of the ground. The beast toy was ready to pounce, but Omar swooshed his spear and smacks it at the beasts' head. Lifting it up, he pierces' his spear right into the beasts' head, but that didn't kill it. Instead, it made it angry.

Jake was ready to fight. Charging at Isaac, he reached out his right hand and said with such confidence: "Excalibur, I summon thee!". His right hand glowed bright and a steel sword magically appeared out of thin air. Isaac, charging as well, raised both his hands up and shouted with such malice in his voice: "Come forth, Espada Maligno!" from his hands came an ominous glow of purple light where a sword was summoned into his hands. Unlike the Excalibur blade, this sword was made from evil, having a scimitar-like design with four eyes on both sides of the blade. The two swords clash with sparks flaring from the steel.

"I see that you inherited your father's agility, boy, but it's not going to help in this situation," taunted Isaac as he pushed Jake back with his sword. "You're just like your father...weak and pathetic."

The only thing Jake did from that statement was smile. He responded with a slight chuckle, "You think I'm like that bastard. Well, you're wrong, I'm twice as strong as my old man and here's the proof." Jake, vertically, slashed right through Isaac's chest; however, Jake was amazed as Isaac's wound regenerated quicker than expected.

The two continued sparing as even bigger sparks were produced from their blades. Lifting his sword, Isaac slashes his blade down at Jake, but Jake dodges Isaac's attack and leaps about 3-feet-away from him. Gripping the handles of their swords, the two charged with both blades powered-up and with one swing, both blade struck each other, causing a huge explosion that knocks both of them away. This was certainly bad for the explosion had caused a rift in the time-space continuum, sucking anything in a five mile radius.

"What's happening!?" Elizabeth and Nexus ceased their quarrel and turned their attention to the large black hole where Jake and Isaac were. Everything was being sucked in, including the two who accidentally made the black hole in the first place. "Jake!" Shouted Elizabeth, flying and entering the portal to bring her friend back, but it was useless.

Joshua planted his ax into the soil to keep himself from suffering the same fate but he, too, was sucked in, as well, along with his weapon. Marcus and Xavier got sucked in while they were arguing, not even noticing what was going on. The rest were sucked in, also. Nexus, Morgan, Clockwork and his toys, Edward, Darien, and Draco. Omar and Natasha were the only ones who didn't suffer the same fate.

Natasha and Omar huddled together as tears began to form in their eyes. They had lost their friend to god knows where and they must tell the others of what had just happened on that day.

Inside the black hole was hell where those who were sucked in screamed in agony. Jake couldn't make heads or tails of where his friends were as everything became a blur until he saw the one person he recognized...Elizabeth. He reached out to her, trying to grab her hand as she tried to do the same but it was no use. When they were so close to each other, something pulled them apart, separating them to another part of limbo. Jake was flying and falling into a never ending hell until he saw a bright light. Would this be a way out or would it be way to the afterlife? Only one way for Jake to find out, which was to pursue it. After he flew into the light, everything went dark.

Waking up, Jake's eyes could barely open. Everything was hazy he tried to get up but when he tried, he felt a serge of pain coursing through his body. He felt something wet underneath him and could feel a sore from his right wrist. He even felt pain on the back of his head. He finally opened his eyes and lifted his hand in front of him. He was in shock. The palm of his hand was red with his own blood. He tried looking around his own environment but didn't have much of the strength to do so. All he could make out was that he was in a green field, under what appeared to be an apple tree. Then everything went dark, again. Before he could fully lose consciousness, he heard a little girl scream "Ah!" and then he could hear nothing.

He slowly started waking up and saw that he was in a hospital room, lying in a hospital bed with IB needles sticking into his arms and nearly all of his body wrapped in a gauze. He didn't know how he got into that bed or what was going on, but he couldn't just lie down and do nothing. He was preparing to get up, but before he could walk on his legs, the door slid open and he immediately took action, falling back into bed and pretended to be asleep. He started hearing the voices from the people who had entered the room:

"Really, Applejack, why don't we just wait until Twilight returns from Canterlot. She might know what this 'thing is. For all we know, it could be dangerous," said one of the voices with an elegant manner of speech.

"Ah ain't waitin' fer Twilight until ah get some answers from whatever this thing is!" The another person stated in a southern accent. This must be the one called "Applejack". "My sister got scared ta death because this here varmint and when it wakes, ah'm gonna ask a lot of questions' before ah buck him in the face!"

"Oh, but look at the poor dear, it's hurt as it is. Can't we just wait and let it heal...i-if that's okay with you, Applejack?" At least there was someone with a much calmer voice in the room.

"I say we take him out right now! He could be some kind of invader sent from another planet to take over Equestria!" Proclaimed a person with a more bombastic manner of speech.

"Ooh, can we just keep it! It's so funny-looking and even its mane is funny-looking, too! The front part of its head is blonde, like you, Applejack, while the rest is all black! I wonder if it knows how to fetch, or play games, or maybe it knows how to solve the hardest math question ever!" now that's one voice that drive anyone insane. Jake couldn't take being called 'it' and retorted "I have a name, you know!"; unfortunately,he accidentally blew his own cover in the process.

Removing the sheets, Jake was surprised at who, or what, he was looking at. five small horses right in front of his eyes. The only response from them all was one loud scream.

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Authors' Note: This is my first MLP fanfic. Please leave whatever reviews, both positive and negative.

Note: Elizabeth's silver claw is based on Allen Walker's anti-akuma weapon from the anime "D. Gray-man";the line "No dice, cowboy" was from the episode "Land Before Swine" from the Disney series "Gravity Falls"; The part where Omar summons a spear from the ground, via transmutation, is a reference to Edward Elric from "Fullmetal Alchemist".