TWILIGHT'S INFERNO
BY THE YOUNG AND FREE DRAGON
There is no greater wealth than family
Midway this way of life we're bound upon,
I woke to find myself in a dark wood,
Where the right road was wholly lost and gone
~Dante: The Divine Comedy 1: Hell, Canto 1, Lines 1-3
CANTO I: CONQUERING DEATH
Sparkling Twilight fell to her knees
The hard light of the sun shone
Behind the archer in the trees
She bit back blood, drying her tongue
Her farther fate crushed by an arrow head
And she never thought she'd die so young
Upon the end of the arrow; death sighed
Another victim, another dead
He pulled the object from her hide
Twilight stared up at the shrouded soul
Who stood on his hind legs in cast iron
And pulled Twilight deeper into a black hole
There she rose, her wound disappeared
But her mind was not free of thoughts of death
For the monstrous figure did reappear
“Twilight Sparkle,” He called her name,
“You've been brought before me by your peers,
“Those who hate for those you've slain.”
“But wait!” Twilight called. “I've still many years to come
“And the thought of death should not occur to me
“Not until I've committed all that I could have done.”
Death smiled, and brandished his horn
“Ah, but you; none shall miss
“You're death will be go without a mourn.”
“You lie!” Twilight shouted. “Spike will miss me
“So young and pure, my presents cannot be replaced!”
Death smiled, knowing all that he could see
“So such a silly pony! He would miss you?
“The one who denied him in front of Celestia?
“He who is damned by all that you do?”
“Damned?!” Twilight cried. “There is no damnation on his head!”
But she was rejected as death laughed and smiled, raising his blade.
“I know! I left him! Safe and sound in his bed!”
“Ah, but you left his soul vulnerable to my touch,
“You forgot the first rule of a virgin promise,
“You cannot break it to those you love so much.”
“My promise?!” Twilight cried. “I've made no promise, that I've broken!”
Death just smiled and raised his blade higher above his head.
“All that you believe cannot absolve your sins. Now, he is forsaken!”
And Death's blade came down, aimed at Twilight who reacted as well.
The tool of the damned connected with her horn, but did not break it.
Twilight's will was too strong, her dear Spike could never go to hell.
“What foul abomination is this?!” Death cried
“What power do you wield that protects you,
“From all the lives of those who have died?!”
“Spike is innocent!” Twilight screamed
And she maneuvered her horn and parried the blade
But her fate was sealed, or so it seemed
With a call that wracked Twilight's bones
Death lunged again, driving for her heart
But it was buried deep, within the stones
As Death found himself defenseless
Twilight charged, and magic did build in her horn
And all of Death's cries were useless
“I can help you!” he shouted. “I can make you immortal!”
But Twilight's horn struck true in his breastplate
And in his chest, filled with souls, opened a portal
He screamed, clawing for the damned escaping his ribcage
As Twilight's horn pierced his beating heart
And war upon his existence then was waged
He let out mighty howls, calling for the souls to return
But they did not want to be trapped in his chest, and taken to hell
So a raging torrent began to churn
Twilight watched in awe as they pushed themselves into her horn
And were injected into his bleeding heart
And the organ exploded, and broke the ribs, from which it was torn
With one last call of pain, Death burst into shadows
And his body did dissolve into dust
Leaving a symbol, for Twilight it foreshadows;
“Come, find me!” Lucifer laughed, his face swirling in the wind
“Join your friends, in eternal agony
“For you belong here the most, for committing every sin!”
“Release Spike! He is the purest of beings!
“Allow my soul to die, and feed your hunger
“But he is made of the truest meanings!”
“Which is why I want him, for myself,
You've defeated Death, was that not enough
Or must you commit more unto yourself?”
Twilight Sparkle seized the blade
And looked into the polished fear
From which it was made
“I will save him, and bring him back!”
Her reflection pledged, “Upon my life!”
“Light upon all of this, cold and black!”
Lucifer challenged; “Then come and find me!
“We will welcome you with open hooves in Hell,
“And make clear all the misery we see!”
And the dust swirled away, leaving Twilight alone
Despite her talk with Satan, she had to be sure
Before descending to Hell, she must check home
Light swirled about her, and she was transported
And though the land matched her memories
The vision was thoroughly distorted
She tread hooves to the library, up the hill
She made good time, and upon reaching the top
She placed her hooves on the window sill
Looking in, she was met with the horrible truth
A purple dragon, now red, innocence bleeding
From every hole, draining his youth
Day was breaking, and the sun reflected
Off of the red life that stampeded from the dragon
But to his wounds, she had not yet detected
Until the sun alined just so
And among his torn flesh and scales
A golden object did glow
Finding the door broken in
She made her way to his body;
The rape of her innocent kin
She placed Death's blade upon her back
And took from his body, the object
Which nearly gave her a heart attack
The stained gold revealed to her
Cutie Marks of Celestia and Luna
Forming Summer, Spring, Fall, and Winter
The marks did meet and create a gate
Which was a hollow in the golden symbol
Showing her beauty which could not compensate
The life of her dear Spike, and his descent
Upon the golden gates of Equestrian, Twilight swore
All his torturers would repent
The Images:
Twilight Sparkle is in the midst of battle when she is shot from behind by an archer. She is sucked into another dimension where those who die put up their final fight against Death; one they never win. However Twilight Sparkle drives her horn into Death's chest and releases the souls he keeps inside his ribs. They charge Twilight's magical horn and destroy his heart, killing Death. Lucifer then becomes an image in the dust left behind and challenges Twilight. After accepting, Twilight travels back to the library, where she finds Spike dead, killed by a golden pendant that is in the shape of Princess Celstia and Luna's Cutie Marks; a holy object among Equstria during this time of war. In the middle of the symbol is a hole, which represents the gates of Heaven.
Dante's Inferno...
Dante's Fucking Inferno....
AND PONIES?
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This DESERVES To Be Featured!
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Looks like we've got some epic poetry in the vein of the original and a plot in line with the video game. And ponies.
This is going to be boss.
Wait a minute. A Pony Fanfiction about a Bible Fanfiction?
FANFICEPTION
Holy... tracking.
You do know that the video game was nothing like the book right?
627430
Eh...
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Exactly what I said!
Cleopatra had no business being in that game though. She isn't a fucking archdemon! Why would she be an archdemon? Because tits?! What the fuck!
Egad! The cover art! It is my avatar!
But anyway. I have to admit, I was very unsure of what I would find upon clicking this fic.
I AM NOT DISAPPOINT
YOU ARE CREDIT TO TEEEEEEEEEEEEEM
Fav'd so hard my boner pierced the moon. Sorry Luna.
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pls do not skipp the bloody action for slaying them to gain exp. not to upgrade orsomting no yust getting the hang of the new powers
This deserves custom fanart... curse my inability to draw something worthy of this.
Maybe Twilight as Dante...
in lieu of that, all I can offer is this... maybe add "Twilight's Inferno" in a fancy font?
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627541 You sure that was Cleopatra? I'm pretty sure that's Astarte, the greek version of a cannanite god named [url=Athtart.]http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Astarte. That would be fitting, primarily because jewish religion and therefore Dante's Inferno, if the original writer of the story did his homework, equated her with the demon personification of lust.
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And I just proved myself a random factoid dispenser.
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Nah, the bitch in the game is Cleopatra and her "champion" is none other than a badly mutated Mark Antony. Talk about throwing in random shit. That's no Astarte. That would have been cool though!
638464 Well, perhaps Cleopatra was an easier analog to use? Designers must be forgiven, as they are the ones that work their tails off to produce something for us to enjoy remember.
638591
True, true. But it's still a bit of a lame copout. Still liked the game though, even if it was pretty much just a reskinned God of War.
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God be with dear, noble Twilight,
For unknown to her, dear child,
The Communion of Saints hath heard her plight.
They, who witness God himself,
Who hath lived and died in His name,
Shall protect and serve to her health.
With His blessing, none shall kill her
And she will march forward,
Victorious with a scythe of silver.
(best improv i could think of)
638641
Actually, Dante's Inferno came first...
God of War came out in 2005,
Dante's Inferno came out between 1301-1321
And Cleopatra was Dante's interpretation of the Spirit of Lust
I don't see why you had to explain at the end?
AWSOME!! That was amazing I had my fonts I really did, being this was in poem form but it was amazing very well done.
DUDE!
This fic isn't in PROSE!
My god! This must have taken you ages to do!
Such dedication!