"What is darkness? I'll tell you. It is the only absolute in any existence. It is the beginning of all, and the end of all. The world comes forth from darkness, until the darkness reclaims it, and it ceases to exist once again. Life, of all kinds, is the same. We are conceived, and live in darkness. When we are born, we cry, for the light has frightened us, as it is an unnatural thing that we have never known. Light is artificial; fake. So why do we cling to it so, when in the end it brings nothing but the pain of having lost it?
~DragonOverlord2012
Spike watched in absolute horror as Rarity’s body fell to the ground, landing with a hollow thud.
“YOU SON OF A BITCH I’LL KILL YOU!!!!” roared Spike, as he dashed towards the alicorn and tackled him to the ground. “YOU KILLED HER!! YOU KILLED HER, YOU SON OF A BITCH YOU GOD DAMN MONSTER!!”
Spike extended his claws towards Conquest’s neck, the dragon’s teeth bared as he desperately tried to rip the throat out of his love’s killer. The laughing alicorn pressed back against the palms of the dragon with his hooves. “What’s the matter Spike? Did I do something wrong?” he laughed.
“I’M GOING TO RIP YOUR THROAT OUT!!”
“Why are you yelling so loud?” asked Conquest, still fending off Spike’s attack. “I’m right here, mere inches from your face, are you trying to make me deaf?”
“I’M TRYING TO MAKE YOU DIE!!” the dragon screeched, pressing harder to break through the alicorn’s guard. He eventually did, and he grasped Conquest’s neck with both claws, trying to squeeze every drop of his evil being out of him.
“A little help,” choked the dark pony in an odd sense of desperation. Spike felt a tug on the back of his neck as he was flung off of Conquest and onto the floor.
The dragon groggily looked up at who had thrown him off the insane pony. “Rarity?”
The white mare was standing back up, but it wasn’t the mare that he had fallen in love with. Her neck that had been snapped like a twig was still broken, her head had almost snapped right off, only hanging on by a couple of wooden splinters.
“You’re nothing more than a puppet!” yelled Spike as he got up. “You tricked me! That wasn’t Rarity!”
“No shit, Sherlock,” laughed Conquest.
“Where’s the real Rarity?!” demanded the dragon. “Tell me now!”
“She’s been here the whole time!” giggled the alicorn. “Right under your nose really.”
“I am sick and tired of these riddles, Conquest!” roared Spike. “Tell me where the real Rarity is! NOW!”
“Very well,” sighed Conquest, as he took a long yawn. “I’ll show you were the real Rarity is.” He continued to yawn, his mouth stretching out wider and wider. Conquest’s jaw disconnected, stretching out like taffy, until his mouth was twice its usual size. Then a white, slimed covered thing started to force its way past Conquest’s teeth. Dragging against the roof of his mouth was a mane of terribly messy purple hair, and a small horn. Her front hooves popped out and hung down from his lips.
“Spike… Is that you?” Rarity groaned.
“Rarity!” gasped Spike, turning to Conquest. “You ate her?!”
“Hey, better she gets inside me,” he gargled, still managing to talk clearly with a mare’s head in between his teeth, “than me get inside her. If you know what I mean, dragon!” He raised an eyebrow as he started to laugh hysterically.
“Spit her out!” shouted Spike.
“If you want her back so badly,” Conquest started to swallow, “come and get her.”
“SPIKE!” screamed the white mare as Conquest’s shadowy tongue wrapped around her neck and started to pull her back in. “HELP ME!!!”
“Rarity!” called Spike, but it was too late. His love disappeared behind the black lips of the insane pony. “I’m going to get you out of there!” He turned to Conquest. “I swear to Celestia that I will reach down your disgusting throat and pull her out if I have to!”
“Like I said…” snickered Conquest, turning his back to the dragon, “you want her back so bad, come and get her!” He bent down and wiggled his flank in the air. “I would hurry though, lest she comes out the other end!!”
Spike didn’t say anything. He sneered at his adversary as he rushed towards the alicorn, readying all his claws as he prepared to strike down the pony.
SLAM!!
The dragon’s head was struck by the blunt side of the scythe that the puppet Rarity had wielded.
“Did you forget about me?” the nearly headless mare cackled, her face hanging by a few strands of wood and swaying around her neck. She had a smile just like Conquest’s. “I thought you’d love me forever!” she yelled, taking another swing at the drake.
“You’re not Rarity!” he cried, catching the scythe mid-swing. “And you never will be!” He used his free hand and smashed the head of the puppet Rarity, knocking it clear off its neck. “No more tricks, no more guards, no more distractions!” yelled Spike as he charged at Conquest. “You’re mine!”
“But dragon,” smiled the alicorn. “Where’s the fun in that?” he asked, disappearing in a puff of smoke just as Spike’s claws were inches from his throat. He reappeared, slouching on Spike’s shoulder. “You must know that that isn’t going to work on me.” Spike took another swing at him, and again, Conquest vanished into a puff of smoke, this time reappearing on the other side of the room. “I’m over here. Why don’t you come and join me?”
“Stop teleporting!” roared Spike as he filled his mouth with green fire, releasing the flames in Conquest’s direction.
“That won’t work,” laughed the mad pony, as he willingly let the flames coat his body. “This must be the seventh time you’ve tried to set me of fi—’’
POW!!
“Wasn’t trying to burn you,” smirked Spike as his fist connected with the jaw of the pony, the satisfying crunch of the alicorn’s teeth music to his ears.
“You hit me!” cried the alicorn, scurrying away as he left behind a trail of dark tears. “Why would you do that? I have done nothing to deserve such treatment!” he sobbed, streams of water pouring down his face. “All I’ve ever done is betray my sisters, kill literally thousands of ponies and twice as many squirrels, start a war for no other reason than I wanted to see things die, torture Pinkie Pie, cut up Applejack, snap Rainbow’s wings, make Fluttershy cry three times, break Twilight’s horn off, eat your marefriend, and spend the last month annoying the crap out of you,” he whimpered, his crying slowly becoming slight chuckling, then to a full on laugh. “Oh, and I killed your family!”
Spike’s mouth exploded with a fiery inferno, the massive fireball hurling down towards Conquest. The demon alicorn managed to avoid it, jumping out of the way and towards Spike.
“Oh, I remember how I made her suffer,” the mad pony laughed, as he blocked a strike from the enraged drake. “How I made her watch as I cracked open every single egg, all five of your siblings!”
Spike let out another blood thirsty screech as he wrapped his arms around the alicorns shoulders and sunk his sharp teeth into the pony’s neck. “I’ll make you suffer!” he grunted through the flesh.
“Mmm, hurts so good,” sighed Conquest, “but in the end futile.” He grinned as he broke free from the dragon’s grasp. He reared back and socked Spike right in the gut, the blow hitting with the force of a runaway train. The dragon was sent flying to the opposite wall, the stone bricks cracking on impact.
“Oooooo…” groaned Spike as his body flopped to the ground. Had it not been for the thick plate of star metal and his own natural dragon scales, that blow would have been the end of him, and even then there was a giant hoof size dent in the abdomen of his armour.
“Aww, what’s the matter, Spiky wiky?” chuckled Conquest, dusting off the tip of his hoof as he stared smugly at the wounded dragon. “I thought this was going to be a long, drawn out battle where it would SEEM that I was winning, but then at the last minute I get defeated and you save Equestria and its all fluffy and happy and gay,” he stuck his tongue out. “Pity, ‘cause I was looking forward for a fight.”
“T-then…” coughed Spike as he started to pull himself up, staggering a bit as he did so, “then shut up and fight me…you pansy.”
“Still able to stand? I’m impressed Spike, and that’s not easy to do,” said the alicorn. “But do you really want to die so bad?”
“Are you kidding?” smirked the dragon, raising his claws up. “I was just getting warmed up. I haven’t even begun to start kicking your ass this side of Canterlot.”
“Oh, I’m shivering,” Conquest said sarcastically. “But you have guts, so tell you what,” he got up on his hind legs, cracking his neck a little. “Let’s have ourselves a good old fashion rumble. No magic, no insanely powerful super strength. Just you, me, and a fight to your death.”
“Fine by me,” smirked the dragon. “It’ll be great to finally wipe that smug smile off your face.”
“Trust me,” smiled the alicorn, “it’s when I stop smiling that you when should get worried.”
The two slowly advanced each other, striding in circles as one sized up the other. The dragon was stern, his steps precise and his guard up, still and strong. His gaze never broke from the monster that he faced. The alicorn swayed as he walked, his front hooves swinging casually as he stared at his opponent.
“It’s only fair to warn you, Spike, that I’m a highly trained fighter, a master of over a thousand different hoof-to-hoof fighting styles.”
“Does one of them involve never shutting up?”
“Yes.”
“Figures,” mumbled Spike.
The two kept circling each other, neither one willing to throw the first blow. The tension could be cut with a knife. Finally, they charged each other. With a screaming sprint, the two combatants attempted to strike each other.
The dragon got the first blow; his reach was greater than the alicorn’s and was able to land a right hook to the temple. Conquest went spinning to the side in a snickering fit. Spike attempted to attack again, opening his wings and clothes, lining the dark alicorn. The pony fell to the ground as the drake stomped his foot down on his neck, feeling the windpipe break and pop under its force.
“Angry, are we?” gagged the down pony. “That’s wonderful! Let it consume you…just like I did with Rarity!”
Spike drove his opposite knee into the alicorns trachea, keeping him pinned down. He grabbed his grey mane and pulled him up, the dragon’s knee cutting off Conquest’s oxygen as he listened to the alicorn suffocate.
“I told you I would kill you,” snarled Spike. “Making me angry was a big bucking mistake.”
“Anger?” croaked Conquest, his smile still unchanging. “You think that anger makes you strong?” He placed his hooves on the dragon’s wrists. “Please, you merely adopted it, Spike. I was born in it, manifested by it, molded by it.” The alicorn started to squeeze down on Spike. “You merely adopted it Spike…your anger betrays you!”
Spike was launched off of Conquest, skyrocketing to the ceiling. He hit the roof and bounced back down where the alicorn was waiting for him. Conquest smashed the dragon with a powerful blow just as Spike was about to hit the floor, sending him hurtling through a pillar. The large white column crumbled down on him, leaving him buried in the stony concrete.
“Are you all right, dragon?” laughed Conquest, walking towards the pile of rubble. “I didn’t kill you, did I?”
The pile of rocks started to shake, and a large chunk of column went flying towards Conquest, breaking on the tip of the alicorn’s horn. The pony seemed unfazed, but the dragon came roaring out from the rubble, tackling the dark alicorn down to the ground.
Spike went crazy on Conquest’s face, clawing, hitting, gouging, whatever he could do to try and wipe that stupid smile off his face.
But the dark pony never stopped smiling.
The dragon dug his claws into the alicorn’s neck. He saw the black sludge that was his blood started to leak out between his fingers. Conquest just kept laughing.
“Why. Won’t. You. Stop. Laughing!” screamed Spike, each word he spoke was punctuated by a punch to the alicorn’s face.
“It’s just so funny!” cackled Conquest. “It’s funny because everything you’ve done to me has been completely pointless! I’m not just a sack of meat you can beat and bruise until I croak!”
“Makes me feel better,” sneered Spike. “And maybe I can wipe that stupid smile of your face!”
“Silly dragon,” laughed the alicorn. “Do you really want to see me angry?”
“Be a nice change in scenery.”
“Oh, honey…” giggled Conquest, “you don’t know the half of it.”
Conquest spat out a ball of black slime, smothering Spike’s face. The dragon cringed at the foul liquid as the alicorn bucked the dragon off of him. With the dragon incapacitated, Conquest spun around, kicking Spike with a roundhouse to the jaw. The drake was knocked to the floor as he wiped the slime off his face, but he felt something solid in the goop. Something solid.
“Did I ever tell you about what I do to the children, Spike?” asked Conquest, black goo dripping from his mouth.
Spike felt the twitching in his palm. He looked down and as the dark slime began to drip away, he saw the skeleton of a baby squirrel. The tiny bones made the slightest of jerks, and Spike quickly dropped the abomination.
“What in the hell?”
“Oh yes, dragon…” grinned the alicorn, “I have eaten plenty a squirrel back in the day. It has become somewhat of a hobby for me to hunt down, kill, eat, and resurrect every squirrel that I find.”
“That’s sick!” said Spike, gritting his teeth.
“What else is new?” laughed Conquest. “Now, let’s get them all out here!”
The dark pony started to gag, more black sludge pouring out of his mouth. Within the goop, Spike could make out small bones and skeletons. The alicorn’s skin started to open up, more of the possessed skeletons crawling out of the fresh cuts. Anywhere these creatures could crawl out of, they did. In a matter of moments, Conquest had managed to amass a small army of slimy, clattering, and terribly twisted zombie squirrels.
“Don’t you love kids?” laughed the alicorn, wiping a tear away as his wounds started to stitch themselves up. “I do! Little bastards, I could just eat them up!”
His squirrel armada slowly advanced towards the dragon, clicking, moaning, and screeching as they crawled, limped, and staggered towards him. The squirrels finally jumped onto Spike. He tried to swat them off, shattering a good chunk of them with his claws, but there was just too many of them. They latched on to the drake, hissing and scratching at his armour with their little bony hands. Some started to crawl into any chinks in the armour, picking at his scales, trying to eat him from the inside.
Spike tore some off, but every time he would crush a few of the squirrel skeleton, more would just take their place. There seemed to be an infinite amount of the skeletal minions. How many of these vile creatures did Conquest eat? Eventually, he was overpowered; the sheer amount of squirrels was just too much the purple drake as he fell to his knees, the dreadful creatures crawling all over him.
“They’re all so adorable,” sighed Conquest. “What’s the matter Spike? I would have thought you would get along better with children. Granted, they’re all evil dead minion spawned from the depths of my belly but still…”
The dragon didn’t respond, he started to falter under the mass of rodents that he had succumbed to.
Conquest couldn’t help but laugh. “Overpowered by such small, pitiful creatures, you may as well of been overwhelmed by ponies. Stupid little ponies. I mean, look at them!” He motioned towards the Spike’s friends and the princesses, who were still tied up and helpless. “They’re pathetic, the whole lot of them. How you can love such vermin is beyond my comprehension.”
“They… are not…VERMIN!” bellowed the dragon, slashing the alicorn across the face. Spike expanded his wings and took to the air, the many skeletal rodents clinging on to him in dear life. He started to shake them off, rolling and clawing the little bastard off of him. Their bones rained down as Spike crushed the final squirrel in his hand. The tiny creatures squirmed around on the ground, festering together to rebuild their bodies. The dragon unleashed his jade fire down on the foul pests, incinerating them.
In slight, smug shock, the alicorn was vulnerable. The dragon took advantage of this and dive bombed him, driving straight into Conquest, slamming him to the ground.
“My precious squirrels,” deadpanned the dark pony, uncaring that his rodent battalion had been wiped out. “Where in Equestria will I find more of those? It’s not like they’re everywhere or anything.”
“Your squirrels are the last thing you should be worrying about!” snarled Spike as he slashed Conquest across the face.
“Never said I was worried!” laughed Conquest, getting struck by again by Spike. “In fact, I’m a little relieved. Now I get to eat more squirrels!”
“You’re sick!” screamed Spike.
“And you’re ugly!” grinned the alicorn, kicking the drake off of him and getting back on his hooves. “And just for that, you shall see my TRUE FORM!”
Spike quickly scrambled back to his feet and got in his battle stance as the black alicorn started to glow a bright white. Conquest slowly started to lift off the ground as he started to grow, his limbs and heads all getting sucked into his body, becoming a large ball of white energy. With another blinding flash of light, the transformation was complete. Spike uncovered his eyes to see the terrible being Conquest had shifted to.
“Now, dragon,” the transformed smiled, “face the wrath of…… BALLOON CONQUEST!”
The insane pony had inflated his body to look like a balloon, his limbs and head stretched out thin to accommodate for his new form. The new Conquest was bouncing around in the air, laughing and cackling like the deranged stallion he was.
“Do you not fear my ultimate form?” hollered the inflated pony.
“You’re just being stupid now,” mumbled the dragon.
“No, you!”
“Shut up!” growled Spike, picking up a fallen piece of rubble and chucking it at him.
Conquest easily rolled around it. “You are no match for Balloon Conquest!” he laughed. “My helium induced wrath will be the end of all the ponies!”
“I’ve had enough of this!” yelled Spike, flexing his claws, soaring up to the alicorn. “I’m going to pop you, bubble boy!”
“I’m a balloon!” giggled the round pony, floating away from the sharp claws of the dragon. “It’s a little sad how easy it is to anger you!”
“Hold still, fatty!” snarled Spike, taking another swipe at Conquest, only to miss by mere inches.
“How easy it is to toy with you, dragon!” smiled the alicorn. “To just lead you on, giving you the slightest bit of hope when in reality, I could just clap my hooves and the world would set on fire!”
“I highly doubt that,” said the dragon, missing with another swing of his hand.
“Like you’ve never exaggerated about something,” mused Conquest as he bounced into a corner.
“I got you now!” roared Spike, taking a final jab at the dark alicorn. He could feel his nails breach the skin and—
BOOOOOM!!
The instant that Conquest had popped, he exploded like a bomb, the blast flinging the drake into the opposite wall, crashing into it and leaving a dragon size hole in it.
Conquest had reformed to his normal form and was walking casually to towards the dragon. “Always end with a bang, eh Spike?”
“This…this is far from over” grumbled Spike as he pulled himself from the wall.
“Spike, it’s been over since I walked into this room. It’s been over since I escaped from that dark hellhole of a prison. It’s been over since all of this started!” he laughed. “Spike, it’s been over since I was born.”
The dragon got back to his feet. “It ain’t over until I rip out your cold, beating heart and tear it up in front of you.”
“Sorry muffin, but somepony already did that,” he sighed. “Sweet, Sweet Symphony… I still hear her screaming in my dreams. One of the few happy memories that I have left.”
“Fine!” yelled Spike, charging at the alicorn. “Let’s make you scream!”
He swung out at the pony, Conquest dodging easily. Spike went for a second strike, this time with his tail, but the alicorn was able to catch it, flipping the dragon. The insane pony reared up and stomped down with both hooves onto Spike’s chest, leaving more dents. He continued to stomp down on the helpless dragon, crushing more and more of the drake’s chest plate. Spike could feel his breastplate slowly turning into scrap metal, and his chest started to hurt. When Conquest was about to deliver the final stomp, the dragon grabbed him by the ankles, pulled him down, and delivered a double kick to his face.
Conquest staggered slightly, enough so give Spike a bit of breathing room. With his chest plate now dented and useless, Spike tore it off, the heavily dented metal a makeshift club in his hands. He took a swing at the alicorn, smashing him in the face. He took another swing, smacking him in the jaw, teetering from the blow. Spike finally jumped in the air, planting the plate right into Conquest’s skull. The dragon was amazed at what he saw next.
The great alicorn Conquest, insane, sadistic, warmongering sociopath of darkness, the bringer of death and pain to more ponies than could be counted, the one who had personally brought him to the gates of hell to die….
Had fallen to his knees.
Spike wasted no time; he capitalized on this golden opportunity. He threw the piece of armour at the alicorn’s temple, striking dark blood as he went down. Spike jumped on the downed pony, he could see the fresh wounds on his face, the bruises and the gashes, and the best part was…
They weren’t healing.
Spike went to town on the Conquest’s face, a month of hatred to fuel his rage. “This one is for all the ponies you’ve hurt!” he cried, slashing his face. “This one is for betraying you sisters!” Another slash across the face. “This one is for hurting my friends!” He punched in his razor sharp teeth. “This one is for my family! And for my mother!” He jabbed his thumb into his glowing red eye. “And this….” He readied his claw, “Is for Rarity!”
The drake jammed his claw down the insane pony’s throat. He listened to Conquest gag and squirm. He deserved this pain and much more, but it would do for now. He kept digging deeper and deeper, feeling around, searching for something until finally he felt it. He grabbed on tight and started to pull, it was in there deep but Spike was determined. He finally was able to get most of his arm out when he could see the slime drenched hoof. He pulled with both hands until Rarity was finally visible. The mare gasper for air as her head popped out of the mouth, her eyes stained, wet, and crying as she was slowly pulled out from the belly of the beast. She fell limp into Spike’s arms, wrapping her hooves around his shoulders as she wept.
“Shh, shh, everything’s going to be all right,” said the dragon, speaking softly as his stroke her sticky mane.
“Spike…I was so scared” she whimpered. “I thought he was going to kill you.”
“He tried,” spoke the drake. “Heaven knows he tried.”
“He…. He tried to make me turn on you….” the white mare wept. “He told me horrible things that you’ve done, how you never loved me, how you were just using me. I knew they were all lies. I know you would never hurt me.”
“Never, not in a million lifetimes,” said Spike, hugging his mare tighter. “I love you, Rarity, and nothing is going to ever stop me from protecting you, or any of our friends.”
“Oh no! Darling, what happened to the others? Are they all right?”
“They’re fine,” the drake smiled reassuringly. “They’re all a little roughed up, but hopefully nothing time won’t heal.”
“I hope you’re right,” she whispered. “I saw what he did. He said I deserved to watch since it was all my fault,” she cried. “We were all powerless against him, and I had to watch him torture them all! How he destroyed everything they held dear………he’s a monster.”
“Unforgivable,” the dragon said quietly. “But it’s okay now. Everything is done. It’s all over now, he’s been defeated.”
“You mean you…” Spike nodded his head. “I love you, Spike,” she said, turning her head as she kissed the side of his faceplate.
“I love you too, Rarity.”
“Well, isn’t that just a case of rotten peaches…”
The dragon and the mare’s flesh grew cold as they turned to the source of the voice. Dark Conquest rolled over to his side, his face still disfigured from his recent beating. He was chuckling to himself as he stared at the couple.
“You have become quite a nuisance, dragon,” the alicorn said. “All I wanted was to have a little fun before you all died. Just play a couple of games, a few jokes to lighten things up…” He got back onto his hooves, shaking a little. “But YOU have to be such a buzzkill!” he laughed again, but they seemed more heated, like they were being forced to hide back something else. “Do you want to know why I’m always smiling?”
Spike turned to Rarity. “Get everyone else out of here now!” he ordered.
“But what about you?” she asked.
“I’ll be fine,” he said quickly, “now go!”
The mare didn’t disobey; she quickly ran to the others and started to untie them.
“Well, dragon?” asked Conquest. “Do you want to know why I’m always smiling?”
“‘Cause you’re insane.”
“Wrong,” said the dark alicorn. “It is because it gives me an excuse to do what I do Spike. Truth be told, I am not insane, not by a long shot. I do insane things, and I feel no remorse after I do them, but I am not crazy. No, I just use it as an excuse to kill rape and plunder the local villages and make inappropriate jokes about it. And you know what dragon? It worked! I can do whatever the hell I feel like doing and feel nothing about it. But don’t ever mistake that I am unaware of what I am doing. My mommy told me right from wrong, I just didn’t listen to her. It’s just so much more fun to do anything you want and have the power to get away with it!”
“Then why do all of this?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” smiled the pony. “It’s because I am one hundred percent, absolutely, positively, cynically, no doubt about it, for the lack of any other word: Insane.”
“But you just said—“
“What a mad stallion would say? Yes, yes I did!” he laughed, this time much more natural. “Ah, it feels good to joke again! I love it when a plan falls together like this!”
“What plan?”
“Like I’d tell you,” giggled Conquest, his horn glowing red. “I must thank you for finally taking off that dreadful armour, it was really messing up my magic.”
Spike became surrounded by the red aura, slowly lifting off the ground. He tried to struggle but it was no use, the magic was too strong. The dragon was being carried to the alicorn and he was helpless to do anything.
“Remember when I said I was toying with you?” asked Conquest. “How I said I could end this with a clap of my hoof? Well, I wasn’t exaggerating too much. I just wanted to make you feel like you had a small glimmer of hope…” Spike was placed in the hooves of the alicorn, his body paralyzed. Conquest lifted him above his head, a firm grip on his feet with one hoof, and at the base of his neck in the other. “When in all reality Spike…”
Snap!
“You never had a chance.”
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at least rarity's not dead......... yeeeeaaaaaahhhhhhhh
bunsen did the edits, also anyone wanna draw conquest?
next chapter coming out as soon as possible
...ohmyglob.
That's like...
Best story ever.
I need moar.
Oh come on, even Dagoth Ur wasn't this powerful! Not even Satan in the book of Revelation is this strong!
.... THE SUSPENSE SGJHDSFJAGHDSJK, God damn, each time
Great story, cannn't wait to read more
Spike isn't dead. Not my little pony stories ever end with the good guy being dead. Unless it's a horror.
Gets email notification from android
Checks email
Drops everything to check new chapter of favorite fic
Sees own quote as the header
Proceeds to squee
I'm about to read the chapter, but I just wanted to thank you for using my quote. I feel honored.
Edit: a puppet...nice twist. I never would have seen that coming. Again you exceed my expectations, pleasantly so. You have made some of the most simple plot points original and complex (ie that thing with Symphony and Luna in Conquest's back story), and created one of the most interesting twists on Nightmare Moon. That wasn't enough though. You created one of the most despicable creatures I've every wanted to kill, as well as have a few shots with prior to, since he's such an entertaining guy, even now. Not even that is enough though. You continue to please with your many interesting dragon OCs, and your original twists that sometimes should have been obvious in hindsight as you point out within chapter yourself.
You have created the most twisted, threatening, and just pain demented creature I've ever seen. This quickly became a "must try" with the promise of a serious storyline along with Rarity X Spike shipping. It became my new favorite by the end of the sixth chapter. Now with this new cliffhanger I'm more intrigued than ever, and am anxiously awaiting what may our may not be the conclusion.
PS the thing where he are her, again right out of nowhere, which is what makes Conquest enjoyable, but it makes me think of the Bothers Grim movie. Don't know if that's a reference our coincidence, but it's just a side note I felt like making.
1276353Thank u thank u for bringing Rarity back. My week turned terrible from the last chapter but u fixed it
1276436 jokes on you! I don't even know who that is! and leave all hate for the end the fic, which is coming soon.
1276515 your death threat meant nothing bro..... its not the first time i had someone threaten my life over this fic......
its was just all part of the plan.....
1276516U do know I was actually just mad right. I kinda have inside feelings for her so I got upset when she died. I say rarity should die of old age and not by someone's hands. Especially by Conquests hands
1276548 i had a feeling you were joking around, and dont we all love rarity here? tis a sparity afterall!!!
...............................................................yes the greatest ive read so far!!!!
Puts himslef back from damge and wonds eats people and can spit dead back up. Sounds like Spike is fighting Super buu here.
Yeah I was right.
“it’s when I stop smiling that you when should get worried.” I think the extra when may have been a typo. Otherwise, dish waz beautiful!! Thought this was a kickass showdown (aptly named) and, as always, I cannot wait for the next chapter.
My gosh, featured once again! Good job. I just hope my story will be featured just once in its whole run. Keep up the work!
when will the next come out? THE SUSPENSE OMC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOUR KILLING ME MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh and how many more chapters will there be until the end? i wanna see the end so i can go back and read the whole thing with no wait
1276516
He's the final boss in Morrowind The Elder Scrolls
Its obvious unless spike actually starts thinking he's going to lose ultimately,
I'm going to send Ultimate Vizard Ichigo over there to tear him apart. He's just really annoying and needs to die.
By the way, the universe began with light. One huge burst of light. Before that there was nothing. Not even darkness. Darkness implies a space without light, but there was no space or time. The universe expanded into a void more absolute than the mind can comprehend. And for quite a long time, it was very, very bright.
Now, 'Conquest', see how you fare against someone vastly superior to you in intellect. I do not get angry when I fight. I do not play games. I eliminate the threat as quickly and efficiently as possible. I simply slay my enemies. In my mind you exist for one purpose: to die by my hand as testament to my right of ascendance to the Cosmic Throne. For I am, the Deux Ex Insert, and none can stand before me.
1276742 you really dont like him, do u?
1276759 Well duh. He's like Chairman Mao crossed with Josef Mengela crossed with Hannibal Lecter crossed with the Joker, but with only about 1/100th the combined intellect and he's ugly and he smells.
So that armor itself is his weakness interesting.
This seemed like fitting music for their fight
Oh man, this whole chapter was suspensful! Great job as usual
1276835 not really..... it just magic resistant, though a shit load of good it did in the end...
1276895 True. Onward to insanity!
1276557Too true. I mean seriously. Shes too beautiful not too love, am i right
Way to be a cliff hanger man...
Conquest is by far one of the SICKEST OC's I've ever come across. Necromatic squirrels? Exploding balloons? Pony Swallowing?!? what next, lightning from his eyes, and fireballs from his ass? Spike shoulda took his head off when he had the chance
Ok, so here's is what we do to stop conquest. Blow up the planet.
Wow. Mind = Blown
Now I can breathe happy that Rarity isn't dead. I calmly and gentlemanly request moar.
Dat Dark knight rises reference.
But I thought you told me Conquest was not for Rape?
I HAVE A QUOTE ok here I go (When Darkness falls, who there to guide you out? No one so you better start looking for a way out.' yeah now put cloud in there and I swear if you kill him Asher will find you.
Amazing work! Truth be told I was wary to start reading a new fanfic but I was interested and started to read and well I was hooked and didn't stop reading till I hit the last update
Hmmm... Let me hope along some quotes here, hope they dont suck
"Darkness is nor evil or corrupt, it is simply what blinds us to love, and only with the light of another may begin to see it again"
"The darkness in us all allows us to feel nothing, and those that choose the darkness should be pitied and not hated for the lack of love and happiness in their life"
"Love and friendship is the only thing that allows people to care about others and not just about oneself making it a truly magical and wonderful thing"
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That is actually rather accurate.
But you forgot the Cheshire Cat.
MORE MORE MORE MORE this is just to epic
1279866 But the Cheshire Cat was cool. Conquest is a retarded jackass.
I mean really, take away his powers and his stupid plans would have ended before they began!
Hence, I shall easily kick his ass with my combined Bankai-Magekyo Sharingan attack.
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I meant how cryptic and how much he just messes around.
That second line is definitely true. But, he is not retarded. Nor is he stupid.
He just doesn't care. It isn't even ignorance. He is fully aware of the consequences of his actions. He just doesn't care. He goes out of his way to be an asshole because he wants to.
That makes him all the more dangerous. And, even without his powers, he would be dangerous... but he would have to play his cards more carefully to get what he wants.
1280603 *winks* I don't mean to boast, but you're talking to an actual tactical genius here. Believe me when I say, Conquest has nothing on me.
I've already postulated half a dozen ways to destroy him even as he is. From interfering with his teleportation module, to accelerating the entropic progression coefficient within his ephemeral fraction (a malignant spirit inhabiting another being is always left vulnerable to accelerated proton decay triggered by the unstable energy matrix of the binding. One can use this to catalyze the complete disruption of the dual entity at the quantum level.) Of course, that can only happen in a world with magic. But lucky for me, Equestria's RIFE with magic!
Science kicks the ass of psychosis every time.
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Okay, now you are just being silly.
I absolutely love this story. It can go from dead serious to hysterically funny faster than Rainbow Dash can clear the sky. The last two chapter's cliffhangers just make me want to read more. I also enjoyed the Dark Knight Rises reference. Eagerly awaiting the next chapter.
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It isn't a reference to The Dark Knight Rises.
It is a reference to something that movie referenced.
In other words, it is a multi-reference.
The more things you can reference in a single goal, the more you can play with an audience's expectations.
But, there is a purpose to all of these references.
1281023 (Nah, THIS is me being silly!)
Alondro faces Conquest, pointing a katana at the evil (smelly butt-face) monster! "Demon, thy time is at hand! I shalt smiteth thee to the deatheth of thee!"
Conquest mocks! "Am I a dog that thou comest at me with a stick?"
Alondro smirks, "Bankai, baka leonis." Energy swirls around him and winds howl and rage. Conquest, naturally, stands idly by during the transformation, as is required by anime law. When several minutes have passed, the spectacle is over and Alondro is revealed! His sword has become akin to a gigantic lion's claw and he's wearing a cape like a lion's mane!
Conquest is stunned by the awesomeness of his transformation, "N-not bad, but you're still only at 25% of my power!"
Alondro feh, "Not done yet." He raises his hand and swipes it in front of his face swiftly, pulling a strange mask like a lion's skull over his face! His power level DOUBLES!!
Conquest is even MORE stunned! "Erk... not bad... but still only 50%!"
Alondro tsks, "Still not done." He cries out in a roar of anguish and agony as a dark hole appears in his chest, the mask enlarging and wrapping entirely around his head and weird sorts of symbol thingeys appear, kinda like Egyptian hieroglyphs, but different. In this Super Vizard form, his power doubles AGAIN!!
Conquest acks! "It can't be! Now we are both equal in power!"
Alondro has one more little thing to do. He closes his eyes, "Magyeko Sharingan... Amaterasu... Susanoo."
Conquest erks, "Ok that's just wrong..." He's beaten so fast that it's already over so I can't tell you what happened, except that he's totally dead forever and can never EVER come back.
All the ponies gather around Alondro and bat their eyes admiringly at him. "He's so awesome!" some exclaim. "And attractive!" coo the buxom mares, who've been inexplicably made bipedal and wearing skimpy revealing outfits.
"There is no charge for awesomeness," Alondro calmly declares in his stoic manner. "Or attractiveness." In his mind he prays, "Oh great Jack Black, I thank thee for the use of thine lines." Jack Black answers, "It's cool, dude. Rock on."
The mares swoon and immediately beg to join Alondro's vast harem. Alondro agrees.
And then they had sex! The End!
(See the difference?) trolololo!
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You slaughtered Shakespearean English.
Which, ironically, is still a sentence in Shakespearean English.
1282327 It was in modern Shakespearean English, with neoclassical postmodernistic expressionism.
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You had your life threaten over a fic? Wow that's just sad
Bring Spiek back, or me and my army of Hellponies WILL END YOU!
I reread this and still not sure if I should be afraid of how insane and deadly conquest is or just laugh at how silly he his
Jesus Lary H. Meller Christ!!
Conquest: Guess what? Snap! I win, you lose, suck it.
How the hell will this work out? Can't wait for next update. God damn this is insane
I started reading this story around 6 a.m. this morning, before going to school. And now I finally caught up on this fic, and I have to say, BRAVO MY GOOD SIR, YOU HAVE MADE ME HAVE ALL THE FEELS!!!!!!!!!!
...My God.
Please update soon! THE SUSPENSE IS LITERALLY KILLING ME!!!
On a side note, there's only one emotionally distraught warrior who's hellbent on getting revenge whom i'm pretty sure would be able to take out an entire army and Conquest without barely a scratch on him.
Kratos.
For some reason, while reading the battlefield scene, his name popped into my head and how easy it would be for him to tear down everything in his path. Maybe it's just me.