Destruction sat upon his throne looking over his scars and cursing the land that not only defied him once but twice. “It is only a matter of time…” he growled, looking to a globe of Equestria. “I will regain my power and I will destroy that damned land…” he smashed the globe on the floor. “Even if it takes me another six thousand years!”
“I don’t think we’ll have to wait THAT long, big guy…” a voice echoed through the dark throne room. “In fact I think we’ll only need thirty years tops!”
“Shadow…” Destruction bellowed. “It has been over one year since I felt your psychotic presence, I thought the young daughter of Omnipotent slayed you…”
“You can NOT kill what is already dead, Destruction…” The Shadow said rolling his eyes. “Remember you gave a soul flesh, bone and blood… not the opposite and as you know you can’t kill a soul.”
“Why have you returned now?” Destruction asked. “Why did you not aid me in my fight against our common enemy?”
“Because the enemy of my enemy…” The Shadow responded, smiling menacingly. “Is my friend ...” The shadow flew onto Destruction’s chest staring him down. “Do you really think simple ponies could stand against you?” he said walking towards Destruction’s head, “Hell if you put one together you might get a weak alicorn… even IF it was those three…”
“WHAT DID YOU DO?!” Destruction roared throwing the shadow into a nearby wall. “WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!”
“The biggest mistake you ever made…” The Shadow said spitting blood out of the side of his mouth, “Was me…” he teleported back onto Destruction, stating him down. “Do you have any clue how hard it is to play the psychotic pawn of a more powerful being?” he asked avoiding another attack from Destruction, “Well to tell you the truth… I was already psychotic… but THAT’S not the issue!” the shadow teleported onto Destruction’s head and leaned up on his crest, “of the four thousand years you’ve had me as your ‘pee-on’ I’ve spent four thousand of them slowly draining power from you…” he rubbed Destruction’s head like a puppy, “and as for the elements of honor, I didn’t expect the anticlimactic hero to remember his little slut… but I managed…” he rubbed his chin in deep thought. “Also didn’t expect him to rip my horn off and make a poor attempt to kill me, but the performance was Oscar worthy no doubt…”
“You arrogant… pathetic… useless creature!” Destruction roared, trying to slash The Shadow off his head, but he teleported out of his claws path, Destruction’s crest feel to the floor, spraying black blood across the room. He roared in agony as the shadow floated over him and laughed uncontrollably.
“I CAN’T believe you FELL for that!” he said between breaths, “I can…I can hardly breathe that’s so freaking funny!”
“You are still NOTHING compared to me!” Destruction roared, “NOTHING!”
“Oh, I’m something…” The Shadow said smiling. “Something that will end you for eternity...”
“I cannot die!” Destruction bellowed. “My power is infinite!”
“You and I both know you’re wrong on one of those counts…” The Shadow said slowly making his way to the struggling titan. “Your power IS infinite… but you can die… the power can simply be transferred into another being.”
“One does not simply transfer such power…” Destruction growled, “You-“
Destruction was cut short by a spell that slashed across his throat, he reached for it in an attempt to stop it but the blood pouring from the wound couldn’t be stopped.
“Oh… one DOES simply…” The Shadow said showering himself in Destruction’s black blood.
The dark powers flowed from Destruction’s body into The Shadow’s. He laughed psychotically as Destruction tried to fight the transfer helplessly, but after a few agonizing minutes, it was over. Destruction was gone and only the shadow remained.
“So… much… POWER!” The Shadow yelled flying into the air, “UNLIMITED POWER!” lighting shot from his hooves and broken horn.
He suddenly stopped and floated back to the ground, “Now…” he said looking around, “what does one need to have to be an ultimate evil…” he thought hard for a long while then it finally hit him. “I know!” he said excitedly, “Minions! Evil ones!” he looked around the hall for some inspiration, “I could just stick with shadow fiends…” he said summoning one, he looked it over toughly, “but I can’t have witty and cliché bad guy banter with a shadow fiend…” he crushed the fiends head between his hooves, and continued to think, then it hit him again. “Damn I’m an idiot…” he said throwing the headless body over his shoulder across the room, “RESURECTION!” he shouted shooting lighting in every direction. After a few seconds two ponies stood before him.
“Hi Guilty Spark…” he said waving to them like a little filly, “hey Sun Screech…”
“Lord Shadow!” Sun Screech said groveling at his hooves; “I beg you spare me of your wrath! I didn’t know you still lived!”
“MY wrath?!” The Shadow said surprised. “Why would I punish you for a job well done?”
“What?” Spark and Sun Screech said simultaneously.
“You did what I wanted you to do…” The Shadow said smiling, “you did kill at least ONE of the bearers of honor…” he wrapped them up in his hooves, “and it was the most powerful one! I couldn’t ask for better little traitors!”
“But… uh… my lord…” Sun Screech said, “he… he… didn’t stay… dead…”
“I know…” The Shadow said blankly, “I saw…”
“Then that would bring the logical conclusion to our mission as a failure,” Spark said, “because an objective momentarily held does not accomplish the goal.”
“Well… if you put it THAT way…” The Shadow said pondering, “I guess you DID fail… and I SHOULD punish you…”
“Exactly,” Spark said, “we-“
“SHUT UP! YOU IMBOSILE!” Sun Screech said covering Spark’s mouth, but it was too late the shadow had already started charging his attack.
“I’ll go fifty/fifty on the two of you…” he said with his eyes glowing bright red, “half reward, the other punishment…” he fried his attack hitting both ponies squarely. They shrieked in pain as the shadow’s spell coursed through them. Once done the two looked to one another and gasped in horror.
“What… WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?!” Sun Screech shouted looking at his hooves, his whole body was covered in blisters and open infected sores continually leaking fluid.
“I gave you some power…” the shadow said walking towards him, “you now have the ability to spread sickness wherever you go… but you will feel the sickness for all eternity…” he looked him over for a few seconds, “Now what to name you…”
“I like Sun-“
“No!” The Shadow said bopping him on the nose, “New look, new name…” he continued to think about it, “Sick Donkey… No… Pestilence… Closer, but still no… Oh I have it!” he grabbed Sun Screech and twirled him around, “I’ll call you OUTBREAK!”
“Thank you Lord Shadow…” he coughed.
“And as for you my, bony unicorn…” he said dropping Outbreak and picking up Spark. “How does Frail Frame sit with you?”
“Very appropriate…” Frail Frame replied weakly, “Given that I am in a severe state of starvation…”
“Well you ARE going to spread famine across all Equestria when we get started…” the shadow said rubbing his head. He placed Pitch Black next to Outbreak and looked at them both for a few seconds. “DAMNIT!” he shouted, “I still need ONE more!”
“If I may make a suggestion…” Outbreak said raising his hoof. “You could resurrect a random pony and-“
“NO!” the shadow said slapping Outbreak across the room. “I have a better idea; I’ll just resurrect some random pony from the grave!”
“A wise decision, lord.” Frail Frame said.
“I know…” The Shadow said proudly, “because I thought of it…” he cracked his neck and steadied himself. “Here… we… GO!” he said as lighting fired from his broken horn, resurrecting a single earth pony.
“Wha-What in tarnation?!” Ridge Cracker yelled looking around, “The HELL happened?! I-I was wit’ meh friends… meh family!”
“Sorry to trouble you good sir…” The Shadow said to get his attention. “But could you please join me and my cohorts in a rampant attempt to kill everything in Equestria?”
“WHAT?!” Ridge Cracker exclaimed. “Ain’t NO way in hell I’d be caught dead doin’ that!”
“But they betrayed you… left you for dead.” The Shadow said walking next to him. “You were just a convenient distraction for Greatsword so he could run away…”
“Yer a liar…” Ridge Cracker said, “Ol’ Greatsword’d never-“
“For the love of nothing shut up!” The Shadow said grabbing Ridge Cracker, forcing him to stare into his eyes. “Just look!”
Ridge Cracker did his best to resist, but the shadow was too much his entire body became filled with unending hate toward all ponies and a lust for combat and blood. The Shadow dropped Ridge Cracker on the ground; he looked up to the shadow with pure rage in his heart.
“I will KILL ‘em all…” he growled glaring at the shadow, “Everypony will DIE by my hoof…”
“Nice… VERY nice…” The Shadow said pleased, “Bloodshed…” the shadow made his way up the stairs to Destruction’s throne. He then turned around and sat upon the massive chair.
“Lord Shadow…” Outbreak said, “What shall we do-“
“I never want any of you to call me ‘the shadow’ ever again…” he said as the blackness fell off of him, revealing a pale well-muscled alicorn underneath. “I prefer the name…” his eyes began to glow an eerie mix of black and red. “Eternal Rest…”

Author's Notes:

The end???
Voices (at least what I thought they sounded like):
Omnipotent = Liam Neeson Greatsword = George Newburn Lug Nut = Burnie Burns
Dante = Peter Cullen Battleaxe = Nolen North Cannon Fodder = Nick Landis
Onus = John De Lance The Shadow = Mark Hamill Ridge Cracker = Larry the Cable Guy
Destruction = Dee Bradly Barker Comet = Owen Wilison Guilty Spark = Tim Dadabo
Commander Garrison = Ron Perlmen Long Shot = Michael Ironside Sun Screech = Steve Blum
Warhammer = Kevin Conroy Patches = Anne Hathaway Event Horizon = Miche
Night Wing = Neal Partrick Harris Dark Knight = Adam West Camo = Vince Vaughn
Cloud Seeker = Josh Keaton Tower Shield = Michael Hogan Armor Smith = Christopher McDonald
Forge = Finola Hughes Record Keeper = Diana Agron Roadmap = Nicholas Hoult
Smog = Benedict Cumberbatch

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Well that's actually there is to tell, worked on this thing for over a year and a HUGE thanks to my friend Miche and Zachery Rowden for helping in the proof reading and editing. Without them this story would never have been possible!