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Saviour From The Dark


Never expect a "Hero" to be walking in the light. Look into the darkness and you will see those who protect from the shadows.....

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Dead.

It all happened so fast. One minute they were there, and the next she was standing in their ashes.

Lost forever.

It wasn't fair. They’d devoted their entire lives to defending Equestria, and what was their reward? To be cut down in the blink of an eye. Weren't they supposed to be the heroes? Weren't they the good guys, the chosen ones, the saviors of the land? This wasn’t the way things were supposed to go!

Alone.

Twilight wouldn't accept it. No, she couldn't accept it. How could fate be so cruel? Why did she have to be the only one left alive? Why did she have to suffer on with such a terrible burden, reliving that terrible moment again and again for all eternity? No, regardless of what anyone said or did, she knew that a terrible mistake had been made, and she would see it fixed...

...no matter what the cost.

MLP/Shadow of the Colossus crossover.

Picture by Companda.

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He sat there waiting, in the cold darkness of his mind slowly breaking, but always remembering one thing, Forgiveness, Forgiveness, that is all he wants, and maybe just maybe, things will work out for him this time.

I have had this idea in my head for a long time, but I was kind of shy to see the feedback so I never put up, UNTIL NOW!!!


Also first story so please don't hate me too much.


If anyone wants to do cover art I want a pic of what Tech would look like with the necklace, send me a PM with the link.
Feature Box 2/20/2014 Thank you Everybody
Feature Box again 6:23 5/23/2015

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With no warning, the might of the Griffon kingdom descends upon Equestria. Twilight, in her desperation, teleports Spike as far away from the conflict as she can in the hope of saving his life. Completely lost for the first time in his life, Spike must learn how to survive in the world alone.

But, when he finds out about the fate of Equestria and what could possibly be happening to his friends, can Spike realize the true might that comes with being a dragon? And will it be enough to help him reclaim the only treasures he ever allowed himself to hoard: his friends?


****Alt Uni tag for heavy use of Draconic abilities and lore outside of the MLP universe because, well, the MLP universe doesn't really have any of it's own.****

**Giant super awesome mega thanks to my amazing editor Idylia

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We all wished for power at one point of our lives but sometimes, that power could be forced upon you. Power that you never wished for but given to you against your will.

Now the question is, what will I do with it?

With everything but my name and memories taken from me and my home separated by death itself, I will find my purpose in this new world... Now if only the natives would leave me alone to do so.

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Blacklight had the truth. He knew what he was. He knew Alex was dead, and that he was never human. He knew that Dana was never his sister, and that he was never even slightly related to her. He knew that there was nothing tying him to Dana, no real memories or biological similarities or even species based empathy. For some reason, Blacklight loves Dana like a sister he doesn’t have.

Perhaps this is what keeps him tame when he is brought into a place he does not belong. A scenario where a being of chaos and war brought to a place of harmony and peace is not often a pretty one. Yet with Dana there, somehow he manages not to go berserk and start murdering everything in sight.

Now the Monster of Manhattan contemplates his place in the world, lies to his sister and the ponies, and questions his lack of empathy when he begins to feel remorse for his actions. He is beginning to miss the simple times where the only things he had to deeply contemplate were methods of horrifically mutilating armies with the maximum amount of efficiency. At least that was straightforward.

(This fic operates under the assumption that Prototype 2 and its tie-in comics never existed. If you really have to ask yourself why, play the first game, then play the second game. The reasons should become apparent.)

(Well I'll be damned. Front page on the first day. Thank you all for your support!)

(Well, enough of you seem to think this is funny enough to be a dark comedy, so I added a comedy tag. I have to warn you though, I'm not entirely certain as to how consistent the comedy will be. So don't come into this expecting the wacky misadventures of a murderous psychopath.)

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