Now before we begin I am going to tell you that my Displaced character is from the Fanfiction A Tale of Shadows from Fanfiction.Net and Wattpad. Also Displaced character is 15 in beginning of the flashback portion

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Chamber of The Crystal Heart

It had all seemed so simple at first. Twilight Sparkle, the student of Princess Celestia, and the Element of Magic, had found the Crystal Heart. Now was the time for her to realize her need for her friends, and entrust the Empire's safety to Spike.

Except for one problem: Spike was trapped in the black crystal cage, right alongside his surrogate sister, and the Crystal Heart that was the key to saving the Empire.

"You should have never come to my kingdom," came the dark voice of King Sombra. Appearing from black mist before them, he raised his hand to strike. However, before he could make a move towards the purple duo, a dark curtain fell over the outside, bathing them all in darkness. Sombra's eyes widened. As he stared around, Twilight saw a strange expression dawn on the dark lord's face. Fear? Irritation? Longing? She couldn't be sure.

"No..."

One by one each and every source of light was snuffed out leaving only the glow of both Unicorn's magic aura. Then, a voice echoed in the dark.

Dark Skies Are Falling, The Reaper Is Calling, He Sees The Tears That Are Falling

"Who's singing?" Spike whispered to Twilight. The purple mare could only shake her head in fear and confusion.

He Hears Your Cries From Afar, He'll Be By Your Side Before Morning, He Wants To Comfort You, Before People Start To Mourn You

Footsteps echoed through the dark room. As the footsteps drew closer, the singing grew louder.

Then He'll Take Your Soul And Leave The Shell Of You

Spike, Twilight and even Sombra flinched as they heard the sound of metal scraping against the ground.

He's Just Like You And Me, He's Got A Job To Do, So Surrender Your Life

The voice continued to speak as he walking into the Unicorns light

Before I Take It From You

King Sombra fired a powerful spell towards the source of the voice. A flash of steel, and the spell was redirected. With an explosion and a burst of smoke, the crystal cage holding Twilight and Spike was destroyed. As Twilight coughed the smoke from her lungs, she gazed upon her savior: a human male, garbed all in black. A skull mask concealed his face, and a large bladed weapon rested on his shoulder. His eyes, however, stared at Sombra, with the same unreadable expression as the Dark Lord's.

"My King," the man said, his tone pleading despite his menacing appearance. "I ask out of respect of our friendship, stand down."

"Captain Von Shadow," Sombra mused, two swords forming at his sides."It's been some time since we have crossed blades, hasn't it?"

"That Power has corrupted you," The man insisted. "Stand down. Let me help you!"

But the King was deaf to the man's pleas. With a roar like the shriek of a demon, Sombra lunged to combat the man. Twilight shut her eyes, but she could not block out the sound of steel clashing against steel.

Now I know what you're thinking; who is this handsome rogue, fighting King Sombra in a land of Pony/Human Hybrids? Well, I'd tell ya, but honestly, I have more questions than answers myself. What I do know that it all started at Comic Con.

My Name is Eric, Eric Monohan. And I'm a One Piece fanatic. The characters, the story, the world... I've always wanted to be part of it. And, as it so happens, Comic Con is the one place where I get to pretend that I am. At Comic Con, I can dress as the OC I built just for One Piece, and no one blinks twice.

In case you're curious, my OC goes by the name Eric Von Shadow; the Celestial Killer. And I have to say, I should get the chance to take pride in my costume: my long, pitch black hair tied back into a high ponytail. A black shirt with a Jolly Roger on the front, poking out from under a black open trenchcoat. A pair of black dress pants over pair of darker boots. People didn't even need to see One Piece to know I looked awesome. I was strutting my stuff, seeing what was worth seeing, when something caught my eye. A stand filled to the brim with all sorts of weapons and items from not just One Piece, but what looked like every anime that had ever been written or thought of.

"Something Catch yer eye Stanger?" a voice with a consistent chuckle to it emanated from under the weapons.

Looking up from the asortment of anime items, I saw the merchant in charge of the weapons. Ironically enough, with his dark blue trenchcoat and balaclava that concealed his face, he looked just like a certain Merchant. The Merchant from Resident Evil 4, to be precise.

I glanced over his wares, trying to keep a straight poker face.

"Well," I said. "You have all three of Zoro's katana's. But I'm curious what else you got here?"

"Zoro's beauties ain't to yer liking?"

"Not really no."

"Then How about these beauties?" The merchant reached under his booth and pulled out...

I couldn't contain my gasp of awe. He had a pitch black Devil Fruit, along with a six-round flintlock pistol and a large white staffed weapon.

"That's..." I mumbled, unable to contain my glee. "That's Edward's Murakumogiri!" I couldn't deny it; I looked up at him, and we both knew he had me. "How much for them?"

"$1,000 Dollars"

"Done!" I handed him the money and claimed my prizes. Unable to resist, I picked up the black devil's fruit, and took a bite. Part of me had wondered if it was a prop, but in that moment, I finally understood why anyone who ate the thing looked so disgusted. Oh my god it was nasty.

I coughed and hacked. "What the heck was that?" I demanded.

"Oh-ho, don't demand a refund yet," the Merchant said, a sly grin in his voice. "Yer journey's only just begun."

And before I could ask what he meant, I was engulfed in a bright light.

Privately, I wondered, am I going to One Piece? Looking back, I kinda wish that had been the case.

Vaguely, I made out the sound of voices. Humming through the ringing in my ears.

Sir, over here!

What....dear lord, what is that...that...thing?

I don't know sir. But it's still breathing.

Remove it's weapon. Bring it with us to the Empire!

But sir this thing is heavy

I don't care bring it back to the Empire. That's an order

Before I could think of resisting, I fell back into the lonely dark of unconsiousness.

As I faded back into consiousness, the voices came back. But one was different. It was low and powerful, like Doflamingo.

"Now what exactly is this thing?" the Doflamingo voice demanded.

"We don't know Your Majesty," the voice of one of the men who found me replied. "We found it in the frozen plains."

"Then why bring it here?!" Doflamingo demanded. "It could be a spy from another nation"

Oh, that couldn't be good. If Doflamingo decided I was a spy before I had the chance to explain myself, I'd probably never get to wake up again. Stretching, I forced myself up with a yawn. I pulled myself to my feet... and promptly found myself surrounded by spears.

But the really strange part was who was holding the spears. They looked like humans, but certainly no humans I was familiar with, One Piece, reality or otherwise. They were... equines. Cartoonish horses with humanoid hands, bipedal legs and humanoid bodies. Yet their heads were clearly horses. Some of them even had horns on those equine heads, or wings sprouting from their backs.

And at the back of them all was what had to be the head hancho: an gray male with a horn and dark purple eyes. A mane of black hair swept down his shoulders like a discount Hades.

"Oh sweet merciful Hera," I mumbled. "I really was hoping this was all a dream."

"Don't move" one of the guards barked, jabbing his spear at my chest. Now, normally, I should've felt pain as an incentive to maybe shut up. But, talking pony-human hybrids and journeys to other dimensions wasn't enough. On top of all that, the spear went right through my body as if I was just a reflection in a pool of water.

Pony and human alike, we all gazed down at the sight. He might as well have tried to stab smoke. Looks of horror were plastered on the pony's faces. I, on the other hand, was already going through the horror and confusion of being on a new world with new people, and dull surprise was the only thing that could register to me at that point.

That Devil Fruit must have been a Logia Type, I realized.

Well, with that decided, I grabbed hold of the spear in my chest, and pulled it out with relative ease.

"Well, that was weird," I commented, glancing up at the head hancho. "So, where am I?"

Thankfully, the big guy had bigger balls than his cronies. As they all backed up in alarm, he simply tilted his head, almost with pride.

"My Kingdom," he declared. "The Crystal Empire! Now who are you? What nation do you ally with? The Changelings? The Yaks?" A deep glower settled on his face. "Equestria?" he growled in a very ominous, Equestria better not be your ally, voice.

Crystal Empire? Equestria? Why do those sound familiar... My face went slack. Oh that stupid Merchant. He threw me into My Little Pony?! I glanced around. Although, these ponies are more human looking then the ones in the show. I huffed and touched my head. Best play the amnesia card until I can find a way to return home.

"Sorry, your majesty," I said, "But I have no memory of what nation I allied myself with."

The King hummed, his eyes narrowing in disbelief. However, another pony beckoned to him.

"My King," the - aide? Servant? I'm gonna go with advisor - said. "A word please?"

The King of the Crystal Empire gave me one more suspicious look before turning to his advisor.

"I believe this creature is a Shade."

"A Shade?" the King asked.

"Yes," the advisor continued. "A creature born from the remaining dark magic of Umbra the Dark. Think about it: no memory? A weird body? A body immune to physical weapons? I do believe we could use this to our advantage. Besides," the advisor added with a smile. "You did say that your son needs a bodyguard."

"Are you sure about this?" the King asked.

"I have researched Shades my entire life, my Lord,” the advisor replied. “They have no will of their own. They bond to someone and serve and protect them until they die. Then they find someone else to serve. These creatures are born from lingering magic and live to serve.”

"You better be right, cause if my son gets so much as a papercut from that thing, it will be your head I mount in my study."

Unfortunately for the ponies, I had been able heard the whole conversation. It would seem my hearing has improved as well, I thought wryly.

"Follow me, Shade,” the king ordered.

As I followed the king, I shoved my hands in my pockets… and felt something bump against my knuckles. Pulling my hand halfway out, I found a bound scroll with a jolly roger seal. But I didn’t have time to read it, as the King brought me to a room with some ominous sounds coming from the other end. I shoved the scroll back into my pocket, and braced myself as the King opened the door, revealing…

A gray furred unicorn stallion no older than ten or eleven. Practicing with a combat saber.

"Sombrahesta!" the King barked. The stallion barely glanced at him or me.

"Father,” he sneered, his eyes doing a double take when he spotted me.

"This is will be your bodyguard when you leave the palace" the king instructed.

"What is it?" the prince replied, giving me a more intrigued look.

"A shade,” the King declared, shoving me forward. “He will follow your orders and protect you with his life.”

"I don't need him," Sombrahesta scoffed, turning back to the combat dummy he had been filling with holes.

"You don't have a choice,” the King growled. “You've already been attacked three times by the Yaks and the Changelings. This is not up for debate!" And before the Prince even had a chance to argue, the King slammed the door on him.

Shrugging, Sombrahesta continued his practice, ignoring me. With the lack of focus on me, I took the time to remove the scroll and see what it said.

Eric Von Shadow, the Devil Fruit you have ingested is the Shade-Shade Fruit, a logia type. You will be able to create, become, and manipulate all shadow, The Gun will only fire bullets made from your powers, and lastly the Murakumogiri will only be lifted by you, any others who try to lift it will only find it to heavy

Enjoy Equestria Mr. Von Shadow

“What are you reading?” the Prince suddenly demanded. His hand snatched at the paper, but I yanked it out of his reach. Then – I’m not sure how I did it – the scroll got absorbed into my shadow body.

"Give it to me," the Prince ordered, raising his blade at my chest.

I meant to swat his blade away, but I neglected to notice the blade that had formed in my hand. As I deflected his saber with a flash of sparks, the prince didn’t even hesitate. He spun and tried to strike my right, but I blocked and countered with a kick to the chest. The stallion may have thought he was a warrior, but he was still just a pre-teen, and my kick knocked him back.

Growling in aggravation, the prince’s horn glowed with a gray aura. His saber levitated off the ground, and shot at me like a harpoon. I blocked and parried, but it kept coming after me.

Meanwhile, Sombrahesta grabbed hold of another saber. With me preoccupied with his first blade, I was unprepared for his strike, and the shadow blade was knocked from my hand before both swords were placed at my throat.

“Now,” the Prince said coldly. “Give me the scroll!”

But I was far from intimidated. With one hand reaching for my gun, I grabbed the prince’s blade with the other hand, shoving it into my shadow body. Before he could try to wrench his weapon free, I withdrew my firearm and shoved it under his jaw. Instantly, the prince froze, his free hand rising in surrender. I smirked.

“I win, your majesty,” I said, putting the gun back and bowing in a mocking manner. I indicated the door. “Shall we... Prince Sombrahesta?”

He tilted his head up. “I prefer… Sombra,” he declared, sheathing his blade, and leaving the room.

"As you wish… Sombra,” I replied, following after him.

Outside, I found ten armored ponies pulling on a rope connected to my Murakumogiri. All of them were puffing and straining, but just as the letter said, the weapon was barely moving. Walking up next to the Prince, I removed his saber and cut the rope. All ten ponies collapsed, panting and wheezing for every breath. Returning the blade to the Prince, I moved to the staffed weapon and stomped the blade, spinning it into the air. As the Murakumogiri began fall I held my hand out to catch it. But for some reason when it landed in my hand I began to spin and twirl the weapon around my body like I've been using it for years.

The years went by. Overtime, I gained Sombra’s trust. I even turned him from a spoiled prince to someone fit to rule a kingdom. Which was lucky; as when his father, King Jasper, was killed, Sombra was crowned King of the Crystal Empire. During his father’s funeral, Sombra was attacked by the Captain of the Royal Guard. The Captain didn’t get far before getting pinned by his own shadow. Later, we found out that he was planning on poisoning both the King and Sombra during dinner.

As it turns out, though, Sombra was spared because I had tired him out training him in the sword. With the prince’s coronation, I was anointed the new Captain of the Royal Guard. It was crazy; by the time I had turned twenty-one, I had found someone to hold a deep affection for.

Her name was Amber Blossom, a Crystal Pegasus. Sparkling blue fur and a long beautiful amber mane. After a year of dates, I finally racked up the nerve and asked her to marry me. She replied with a flurry of yes's. Unfortunately, I only got two years of bliss before everything started to change.

It started with Sombra. He started locking himself away in his room at all hours of the day. On a growing basis, I had to almost drag him out. And I swear I could hear him... whispering to something. When I tried to ask about it, he just brushed me off. Then the changes started setting in...

It started with Sombra’s look. His coat darkened. His horn curved and turned crimson red. His magic aura turned from gray to an eerie dark purple.

Then his personality started to change. He started enslaving everypony. Earth ponies were sent to work in the mines. Unicorns were turned into soldiers to wage war against Equestria,

Then he came for us. My wife was killed along with all the Pegasi. I tried to stop him but I was imprisoned and restrained with cuffs made of sea prism stone (what a coincidence). I screamed for days followed by weeks, then years. When I had finally gave up all hope of being free, I saw a bright rainbow light outside of my cell window. within seconds everything began to turn transparent as the Crystal Empire was vanishing from the frozen north

Closing my eyes, I embraced the death I faced in hopes of seeing her again.

"Amber" I whispered as everything turned to shadow and I was engulfed in darkness.