Sundial is not your average pony. Most would assume this is readily apparent, considering he is the adopted child of Princess Celestia herself. Though not many wonder why exactly Princess Celestia so suddenly decided to adopt a little colt. Nopony really wonders why the Prince rarely makes public appearances. Nopony in Canterlot Castle really questions the strange happenings centering around Sundial.

This is all because, for lack of a better word, Sundial is special. He can use telekinesis without magic, he can fly without wings, he has the strength of ten stallions, and perhaps most significantly... he can see how things work. Sundial is a colt gifted with many more extraordinary abilities. Most would say these are blessings, but when you have to spend the majority of your childhood in isolation so you can train yourself not to kill everypony in the room by sneezing, you begin to rethink such a thing. It most certainly doesn't help that he would prefer to keep his abilities a secret...

(Well, I've never written any fanfiction before in my life, so I decided to try my hand at it. I have yet to see a Heroes crossover on FiMFiction, so I figured 'why not?' Knowledge of the television show Heroes helps, but is not required.)

(EDIT: For the time being, this story is on haitus due to a busy life and general lack of inspiration. I'll come back to this at a later date, but don't hold your breath; you'll suffocate.)

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.)

A strange creature is found in the Canterlot castle and is brought to the Canterlot dungeons for containment and research, but it proves just a bit more cunning and resourceful than anticipated, not to mention fearsome, and escapes.

What will happen, what will the vile beast do and where are Celestia´s cakes?

Am I Sick, or Am I Sane? Either way this is one messed up situation. Was I torn from my world deliberately by a cartoon unicorn, in order to fight her battles? Or has my disease finally gotten the best of me, creating an elaborate hallucination? Either way, I suppose i'm screwed. Ive been taken from my home, my life, and the woman I hold dear, and sent to a world where i'm not going to lie, I have wished to visit before. Whether that is the fault of my 'Master' or my own insanity I do not know. All I know is that I am GOING to find a way back. Even if its gonna be the last thing I do. Until then...I might as well make the best of my situation. My name is Atticus, and this is my story.

Looks like I need to rework large chunks of this story :>
Added tags: Sad
(The sequel is here)
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Sometimes, your inventions can bring about great good for humanity. And sometimes, they do the opposite. However, a single man actually did BOTH with his creations, and is one of the few survivors left on Earth after the "Ash fall". He decides, with his breakthrough in spatial rendering, to leave the destroyed Earth behind and go for a new world. He aims to go to a fresh Earth, where everything is as it should be, without his existence.

Unfortunately, he goes slightly off-course, and ends up in the wrong world. How will his technology get him through this?

If any of you don't like a little pseudo steam-punk, then you shouldn't read this, because the main character's technology is heavily influenced on its style...except for three certain things.

The beginning of the story was inspired by "Techno-Babble in Equestria" made by N64Fan. You should go check it out. It's pretty good.

That work of art is "Steampunk Wanderer" by amlaidgh. I only found the name of the artist, so I don't know where it could have been originally posted. The original version of this art seems to be "Wanderer above the sea fog" by Caspar David Friedrich.

What is friendship?

Is it a term or something so much more?

And can you be a friend to something so different but so similar to you?

Something that I'm sure has been done to death but, since reading East of Eden, I wanted to do something a little more thought provoking. I got the idea while I was alone in my house, with just the sound of a clock ticking to keep me company.

Art done by murphylaw4me

A young Cadance walks into foal sit for her favorite charge only to find that Shining Armor has allowed Twilight to have coffee and now she's in for a rough day.

Yo, don't read this, it sucks.

Note to readers: this is a very premature version of this story, and I am currently in the process of heavy revision. I suggest adding it to your read later/favorites lists and keeping an eye out for the updated version.

"I can't keep hiding... You’ve s-shown me that what life has to offer is invaluable. You showed me joy... and l-love. I can't go back to knowing only fear. I need your help, Glory... Help me to live." - Archaic Smile

Archaic Smile, a pegasus pony residing in the outskirts of Ponyville, knew only fear. Terrified of everypony and how they might judge him, he kept to himself, only visiting the town for necessities. Loneliness was all there ever was and would be for poor Archaic Smile, until a mare from Manehattan arrived in Ponyville. One fateful errand-run to her flower shop was all it took to put Archaic Smile on a new path towards realizing his potential and, most importantly, his desires.

After a freak earthquake, blinding lights, and some zero gravity a young man finds himself in Equestria. however due to his shyness he has a hard time speaking to anypony. So, most think he's just some new species of animal.

Oh, and did I forget to mention that he's know as the EverFree's Alpha by some of the inhabitants of the EverFree forest... just checking.

I'm not good at summery's, sorry.

Micheal Santino is just your "average" guy. He works as a bouncer in a local pub, lives in a run-down loft in the city, and happens to be a century-old vampire. After an unfortunate turn of events, he finds himself ripped from his world of darkness and thrown into Equestria. Is this all just a big coincidence or are there forces at work in the shadows pulling strings. Only time will tell...

This is a crossover of Vampire the Masquerade for those asking. If you've never heard of it, I highly recommend giving it a try. Fun game.

Thanks to TimberWolf65 for his editing prowess.

And a quick shout out to eselle for helping me with some last minute techno mumbo-jumb.