"Where are we?"
"I don't know... wait a minute! You're talking! So am I!"
The hooded pony quickly made way to a small pond that was in-front of them.
"S-S-Smoker! You might want to take a look at this..."

NOTE: If you are from the UK I'm sorry if the picture offends you in any way.

New unofficial theme for this fic right here.

What does a hero truly need?

This is a question constantly being asked by the mighty heroes of DOTA. They can move as quick as the wind, shudder mountains with the flick of a wrist, and bend the very essence of nature itself to their will. Yet they still ponder what it is they need. Is it the divine rapier? a weapon so omnipotent that it possesses more then one wielder. Or maybe it is the Aghanim's scepter which grants the heroes knowledge and skill beyond mortal comprehension. Maybe what they are looking for is more metaphorical in nature rather then a weapon? perhaps they were never meant to know at all.

But they can try to at least. Especially when some of the heroes are pulled from their own world and thrusted into Equestria. What will they find in this mysterious and unknown world? and more importantly, how will the inhabitants react to them when they find out they are more violent then they look?

>Well this is my first attempt at writing a fic ever in the history of my life so please bear with any spelling and grammar errors i may have overlooked my writing is a little shoddy at times. Constructive criticism is always a nice thing to look over so feel free to critique my writing or pick up any errors i have written in regards to mlp and dota 2 lore.

After being trapped in stone by the Mane Six, Discord uses what little power he has left to summon the one person stupid enough to free him...Johnny Bravo. But will Johnny be able to figure out he's being used in time to stop Discord once and for all?

...Probably not. Equestria is doomed.

Humans. We are a naturally warlike race. Ever since we first picked up a stick our race developed better weapons of war. But now with WW3 bearing down upon us our leaders wonder... who will remember us? When we destroy ourselves in the fires of war what creature will remember our achievements, our legacy? Project Ascension is our solution. To preserve one of us with the knowledge of who we are. But what will discover our history? And what will they do with it?

Special Thanks to Jayfeather97 for editing and being a general grammar Nazi on my work, helping me to clean it up.

Deadpool has found himself in Equestria. He isn't very happy about being in a place that's too happy, but he is trying to fit in with everypony. He makes friends and enemies, and confuses the hell out of everything. Will he be able to find a way home?Will he be stuck there? And if so, will he be a good citizen, or bring about the end of Equestria as we know it?

"You know, I don't do that to EVERYWHERE I go, you didn't have to mention that. You're lucky you're safe behind your little laptop screen or wherever the hell you're using this from. If you destroy my image completely in here, I will not hesitate to strangle ya through the-"

Do you wish for a story or not?

"Fine."

So let it be said... so let it... be done.

Sixty five million years ago was the end of the Dinosaurs. but, by the slimest of events occur, five predatory birds find themselves where the land where predators are scarce and prey is rampant.

will they prove themselves worthy of this second chance? or will they blow it like their ancestors?

Life can be cruel. These nine have been through hell. Their bodies deformed and broken, the only thing that kept them going was this: survival. But, is there light at the bottom of the pit they've fallen into? Or is it a whole new meaning of torture?

It is after the End War. Balance has been returned to the Three Kingdoms, and humanity has been restored. But what of the Horsemen? There is no need of such a force now, and many are reluctant to leave them free to roam without the Charred Council controlling them. But what to do with them? A decision is reached to send them to Equestria, a world that has, until now, been protected from the problems that face other worlds. However, the presence of newly discovered gateways to this pristine world threatens that tranquility. The Horsemen will have to help defend this innocent world, despite their own personal feelings about it

This story is separate from my other stories, though certain OCs may appear in other stories. As I have yet to play Darksiders 2, and have not read the published book or the comics, the personalities of the Horsemen may differ somewhat, though hopefully not too much. Enjoy

The three are surprised when the see they aren't in the now war torn United States of America. Tyrin, the leader of the group, has now been out in a position where his knowlege of HiE fan-ficion is now a survival guide for the three. He knows one wrong move could make them look like monsters in the eyes of the ponies and is trying to find a way to keep that from happening.

I might go through and rewrite the first couple of chapters because my writing has improved significantly since I first started this fic. Until I do I ask any new readers to sit through the first chapters.

Also the general description is due to change anytime now as the nature of the story has changed as well.

A new resident has arrived in Equestria. A stallion that calls himself Shadowmere has made Ponyville his home, but he is not your typical gentlecolt. The younger foals are terrified of him, and the older ponies are suspicious of him. Princess Celestia is willing to give this odd creature a chance to live amongst her subjects, but even her majesty has a limit on patience.