• Published 3rd Mar 2015
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Undead Princess Twilight Sparkle: Monster Slayer - Lord Destrustor



Twilight Sparkle's tragic (un)life as an undead, undying abomination of the magical sciences. Also, cool fight scenes and occasional silliness.

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~Tirekt

“It appears we are at an impasse,” the giant confidently purred, dusting dirt and debris from his broad shoulders.

The blasted landscape around us stood still, only the occasional rolling pebbles joining the disturbed wind in its melody. The edge of the Everfree had taken quite the beating once Tirek had decided to beeline towards my castle and myself after siphoning Ponyville’s magic.

My costume looked ready to fall apart, but the mask at least held strong; clearly one of Spike’s stronger works. Even Rarity’s contribution to my appearance was defying expectations.

“How about a trade, Princess Twilight?” he added, making my friends appear in floating bubbles behind him with a snap of his fingers. “Their release, for all the-“

“Do you think I’m stupid?”

“What?” the red beast asked, perplexed and infinitesimally more frustrated than a second before. “What are-“

“Of course I’m going to say yes, you big red dunce! Who do you take me for, someone who hates her friends?”

Said friends suddenly voiced a chorus of objections, none of which were powerful enough to be heard over Tirek’s violent shout of “DO NOT DARE INSULT ME, LITTLE PRINCESS!”

“Sheesh, fine. Are you going to release them or what?”

He snorted in annoyance but freed them nonetheless, unceremoniously dumping them on the ground. All except Discord.

“Ahem, when did I say he wasn’t a friend?”

“Oh? After he betrayed you, you still-“

Excuse me? I didn’t know I was talking to a friendship expert, mister I-eat-everyone-because-my-ego-can’t-stand-the-thought-of-having-peers! Let. Him. Go. Too.”

His arm, still outstretched towards Discord, fell back to his side and curled into a fist. He also literally growled, but I expected that from a brute like him. He eventually snapped his fingers once more, dropping Discord to the ground.

“Once I have your magic,” he growled, covering the whispered conversation between Discord and Fluttershy I could see behind him. “I will personally torture you endlessly for your insolence.”

I rolled my glowing eyedots. “Yeah, whatever; blind trust in friendship and all that, yadda yadda let’s get on with it!”

I opened my mouth, presenting my empty maw to him and waiting for his… whatever he did to eat pony magic. His horns crackled with energy, and the orb of magic appeared between them. I felt a pull in my entire being, and suddenly my magic was being vortexed out of my mouth.

After just a few seconds I felt wobbly, and I noticed one of my hind legs suddenly falling apart. Wow, forget about friendship and saving the world; this was immediately of the utmost interest! I was coming undone! How fascinating!

My body kept scattering apart, the collapse drawing closer to my head until I felt even it falling to the ground once nothing remained to support it.

But I was still conscious somehow, my completely indeterminate “body” being pulled towards Tirek’s mouth along with my magic. This was… decidedly less exciting; whatever was to happen to me inside Tirek was almost guaranteed to be at least slightly less pleasant than being dead. I would have frowned if I still had a face.

In a flash, I found myself looking at the pile of bones and cloth that I inhabited minutes earlier. Strange.

Stranger still was the sudden cry of “Bleeugh, necromancy? Since when do you ponies employ necromancy? That was disgusting!” that I let out of my fleshy mouth and in Tirek’s voice.

“Wait a minute,” I said, still in Tirek’s voice, before clamping my hands over my mouth.

“What was that?” I asked between my fingers, immediately pulling them away to reply “That was me, Tirek. Apparently I’m your magic now.”

I paled. No, really. For the first time in ages I felt blood drain from my silly fleshy face. “You…” I said, suddenly terrified. “Me,” I replied smugly.

“You knew this would happen, didn’t you? It was all a trap!”

I broke into laughter. “You greatly overestimate my understanding of what’s going on with my existence, Tirek! Haha! I was honestly expecting some kind of friendship magic shenanigans to save me at the last second, but I was apparently wrong! So deliciously wrong! I can feel your entire power as if it was my own body! This is amazing!”

“No,” I whispered, horrified. “Yes!” I replied, shooting a small magic laser out from between my horns. “And I can even control it! That's just wonderful!”

“No no no no no!” I shouted, shaking my head. “Yes yes yes yes yes! I’m going to try something now!”

I heaved, pushing every bit of magic I could feel out of my mouth. Hm, vomiting. That was something I hadn’t felt in a while. The magic poured, forming a pile of ethereal goop at Tirek’s rapidly shrinking hooves; until I felt even myself leave his body. I joined up with the gooey pile of pure magic; and when I did I found I could immediately control it all again.

“This is working even better than I thought it would!” I yelled in my own voice this time, my ghostly, grandiose ventriloquism echoing to all corners of the valley. I could see everything around myself, all at once and at a level I had never even experienced. I could see atoms. Tirek was a black, empty shade devoid of magic; just like my friends behind him. He was still weakly screaming “nooooooooo” while I towered over his form in my globous, unformed body of pure magic.

I could see every thing, every being, every object and even every speck of magic for millions of miles around, in all directions. The tree of harmony drew my attention like a beacon. Behind the forest and the ground, I could see it, silently calling out to me with its bright magical glow. I brought a formless appendage to my formless chin, considering my options.

“That could work, I think.”

The long, serpentine tendril of magical energy I extended towards the tree reached it in seconds. I looked down, or rather I kept looking at everything everywhere while focusing a little bit more intently on the shriveled shadow whimpering at my base. Tirek pitifully thought ‘my magic… why…’, because I could somehow read thoughts at that point. He opened his mouth and began trying to suck up my magic, but I pulled it away from him and decided this was enough.

Focusing on the filament linking me to the tree of harmony, I zapped all my magic into it. Every ounce, every little particle of it, pouring it out until I couldn’t feel anything anymore. The leylines vanished from my sight again, my vision shrunk back to only three dimensions, and I found myself just floating in midair, devoid of any bit of energy that could let me do anything.

Maybe this was finally it; the end of the line for me, the last stop. Dying in a noble act of sacrifice did sound pretty swell. Maybe I’d get to see the afterlife soon.

But then the tree of harmony kinda exploded. Or at least that’s what it looked like when thousands of bright streaks of magic burst forth at incredible speeds, shooting out of the depths of the forest and speeding away in all directions. My friends stood in awe and stared at the blinding myriad of lasers outshining the sun; and then, one by one, some of the beams turned and began heading straight for them. The lasers were too fast, and each of them was struck in turn. From where I floated I could see their cutie marks reappearing, and I was happy to see the tree had done exactly what I hoped it would do. It had given back everyone’s magic! I turned to look at the forest and the last beams fading away behind the horizon…

Except one. One last beam, a spiral of black, pink and purple; one final, solitary laser, curving straight towards me.

“OH COME ON!” I would have shouted if I had been anything more than an invisible ghost at that point. The beam shot through my consciousness, colliding with my bone pile in a great flash.

I suddenly found myself looking at Applejack, her front hooves pinning Tirek’s face down in the dirt and her mouth agape at my sight.

That look of surprise! I looked down at my own hooves, only to find them as spookily skeletal as before. My body had reassembled, and I was standing on the tatters of my clothes. …Of course I wasn’t brought back to life, what did I expect?

“Twilight! We thought you were dead! Again! …Why d’you come back… uh, again?”

After I graciously collapsed to the ground, screaming ‘Why’ at the top of my nonexistent lungs- in a very dignified manner, mind you-, we all quickly took Tirek back to Tartarus and called it a day. Pinkie, on the way back to Ponyville, forlornly mentioned that she had just remembered that weird six-locked chest offered to us by the tree of harmony, and that we didn’t get to see what was inside even though she felt like we were supposed to somehow.



Oh well. If it really was important I imagine we would have opened it at some point.

Comments ( 127 )

5630167

Twilight's character fleshed out

Oh Twilight, its not time to lie down and be dead. :trollestia:

TGM
TGM #3 · Mar 3rd, 2015 · · ·

What have you done...

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I feel I should credit you a bit for helping me make this mess a bit less shite...
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You know, I hadn't even thought of that one yet after reading that comment. I loled. Good job.
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Eh, why procrastinate?
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Thanks.
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"Destrustor story"? That's a thing now? O_o

The reaction of Equestria's enemies when a lich princess shows up to fight them:
i.imgur.com/3A2wyKJ.gif

She still included Discord as a friend, so she's *qualified* to open the box.

buck yes sequel to dead/light and badass sequel too

Well, on the plus side, if she can figure out how Tirek does his thing (or just use Tirek again) she can go back to god mode. The thing before last that threatened Equestria found that it was guarded by a super-powered unicorn. Tirek found that it was guarded by a rule-breaking lich. The next thing will find it guarded by the (arguably) living incarnation of magic, in goddess form.

gg, world. At least our new overlord is a kind one. :twilightsmile: Until she gets bored, anyway.

Fun story, would love to see more craziness in this universe.

Deep voice: "She isn't the hero that Canterlot wants, but she... well, really isn't even needed, if we are being honest here, but damn if she wasn't bored out of her hollow skull sitting around in exile all day."

I'm also pretty sure there is a funny line to be had revolving around Bane's line about "being born into the darkness", but I am too tired to coax the words into the order of greatest cleverness. :ajsleepy:

Twilight's become a little.... candid in her time as an undead princess.

Poor, poor Twilight. She finally has something interesting to do, and it's immediately taken away from her.

Man, if they'd studied Tirek, they might have found a way to isolate Twilight's magic.
Actually, this is ultimate proof that Twilight's consciousness exists within her magic, isn't it?

That's not necromancy, that's pure magic.

lol this is great

YESSS MORE

Hearth's Warming came early this year. VERY EARLY. :pinkiehappy:

...I think this story is going places. Definitely going places.

Magical chest of Harmony? Meh, whatever. We have the immortal necromantic princess of friendship on our side :twilightsheepish:

And that was how Equestria was made, the end. Now for the next chapter...

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And unsurprisingly Twilight also voiced by the one who do Raven. Tara Strong :twilightsmile:

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I dunno, I think Twilight might have been channeling a bit of Princess Clara there in the fight with Tirek.

I do not find it a coincidence that you posted this on the same day that I told you to post this.

I should comment on your stuff more.

Oh well. If it really was important I imagine we would have opened it at some point.

I get the feeling that this could come back to bite her...

20 years later...

"So, I could have returned to life properly and saved myself all that bucking misery if I had just opened this goddamned box back then!?" Twilight screamed while glaring bloody murder the empty box, her newly restored vocal chords aching at the volume of her voice. Her friends cringed at the somewhat unhinged expression on the resurrected alicorn's face.

Discord shrugged. "Looks that way. Better late than never?"

What followed was a litany of unprintable curses that literally turned the air blue and had paint peeling off the walls.

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Bah! Somehow I missed that. Since this is all written from Twilight's perspective, almost like a diary or journal, perhaps each chapter could have either a date or phrase like "five months after reanimation" or something like that, to at least give us a clue on the chronological order of things.

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That would help a lot. The order of events here is a bit confusing.

So I saw a title on fimfiction that reminded me of a fic I read a while ago in which Twilight died, managed to come back but wasn't aware of the fact that she was dead. Kinda made me want to read it again. Couldn't remember the title though, so asked in the fimfiction Chatroom. No help there, so I just searched for all the Twilight fics in my favourites disabling the romance tag (reducing the amount of fics to only 6 pages or so). Having found it it, I went "yay!" and read the thing again. After finishing, I read the comments a bit, seeing that there was a sequel....

*Facehoof*

5693125
That's... Damn, that's an actually pretty cool idea, and now I feel as stupid as I probably am for not thinking about this.
...Yay?
Oh well. Maybe it could be her Sunday outfit or something.

And then, a bazillion years later, we find out that Rainbow Power would have restored her to life.
The result FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU--
lasted for 12 eons.

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Aye, that's a pretty good idea. Though I imagine you could say that she has been stuck in too much of a slump for a while now to really think of such innovative solutions, explaining why she doesn't have it yet. After all, this would be a pretty unorthodox application of magic - and while Twilight can do unorthodox, it stands to reason it would require of her to be in the proper mindset to do so.

From how she behaved though, it's clear she has been stuck in a bit of a nihilistic and defeatist midset (perfectly understandable - if we have only reached Tirek now, it can't have been that long since her death) and seems to have been, more or less, moping in the confines of her ruin of a castle, with nothing but her beloved sarcasm and brooding thoughts for company. Not exactly a productive state of mind (nor environment really) for getting stuff done.

Now that she has resolved to leave her cave and actually do stuff though (in other words, try and live as much as she still can) and get some excitement back in her unlife, I imagine it would get those mad scientist creative juices flowing again. And figuring out new and improved ways to "blend in" (and creating a shell that's less prone to being torn by jumping through a bush) should be pretty high on her list of priorities.

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She also doesn't need to eat, rest, sleep, etc. She has plenty of time on her hooves. As with any skill, practice it enough and it no longer requires conscious effort to perform.

5693379 something that could snap her out of it.....

A colt or filly with a knack for illusions, in kindness, decides that what she needs to feel better is an ice cream cone. And they reason that she can't really eat--- But since she's sort of a ghostie, maybe she can eat an imaginary ice cream cone... so they cast an illusion of an ice cream cone for Twilight to make her feel better.

And it's delicious.

5693530 She could stuble up on this in one of her adventures when her costume gets badly damaged and she makes an illusion as a quick fix.

A strange mix of dark and comedy, separate but together.
I look forward to more of this story. Actually I've been waiting for more since the first story.

Amm

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For what it's worth, I actually prefer the costume idea. It requires interaction and input from outside sources which paints out how some of her relationships are holding up as well. Additionally, I think slip ups with the outfit would be more amusing than with the spell. But this is just my opinion.

5693168 You can always just say that she was never able to get an illusion that was realistic enough to avoid the uncanny valley.

Like the difference between a high quality digitally rendered human, and a real human.

5694524 Or it could just look ghostly. Glowy, or semi translucent in the wrong light. or the like. The purpose of the skin would be more for her psychological health: letting her feel and taste and touch again, and maybe looking a little less gruesome than a glowing-eyed skeleton.

I wonder. if I rub her hip bone from the inside does she feel pleasure? :3

5695077 Hmm... We must Science this...

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1) that's just weird, man, and
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2) HOW?

5695370 they literally want to bone twilight lol:twilightoops:

I wonder if the reason she is still alive is because of the friendship bond she shares with the other elements and once each of them dies themselves her life force will steadily become weaker

5695492 that....would make sense...Even Celestia doesn't fully understand the Elements, after all.

5695077 Your avatar makes this. That is weird as all hell, but for the life of me I can't stop laughing.

5695471 Correction, I'd bone Bone-Twilight.

5695370 well how about twilight finds a very brave stallion, or mare. They experiment and Twilight casually mentions how there is at least one pleasure of life she can enjoy. not too detailed to keep the T rating. :3

5695370 Well... Science. It's quite simple.

Comment posted by lord zelaos black thorn deleted Mar 4th, 2015

U wot m8 420 blaze it fgt git rekt loominaty be watchin b careful

Now. You just created an alternate part to season 5

5693125 Well... Twilight Sparkle, highly intelligent magician with a talent for magic in general, in a world where magic/enchanted objects and illusions exist? Yeah, I could see that solution working. Might need a lot of work to get everything just right, but it certainly sounds like it would be possible.

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