Eddie Brock and a symbiote bond to make a creature called Venom, one of Spider-Man's greatest enemies/ reluctant allies. Despite their immense irritation, anger, and sometimes downright hatred toward him, both Eddie and the symbiote greatly value innocents. They will go to great lengths to save them, and stop others who wish to do harm upon them. This made Venom one of the greatest anti-heroes, and by some degree, could be trusted.

But when a "mishap" happens during one of their battles, Venom gets whisked to Equestria.
Now, Eddie and the symbiote must find a way back, if it is even possible. But how will the ponies react to Venom? Will Venom still defend the innocent here, despite being ponies who sometimes despise him? Perhaps Equestria could use a lethal protector...?

Update: April 23, 2020. Story will not continue in this fic. for more details, click on the latest "chapter", an update of the current situation.

Crossover of Venom

For those who don't know much about Venom or Spider-Man, you might be thinking I'm using a villainous Venom. I'm actually using modern Venom, who is an anti-hero. Reading the comics isn't required, but I will hint and/or reference them once in a while.

Also, I will go back at some point to edit the first couple of chapters. They don't include my best writing.

Friar Jacques de Charrette was tired. The Templars, his first Order, were gone, massacred by a treacherous King. His old wars are over, as the Kingdoms of Europe tear each other apart for land and power. Now a Hospitaller priest, and an old man, Friar Jacques expects nothing more than to live out the rest of his days in peace. But Providence has other plans in store for Jacques, and when a distant land has need of his aid, the dutiful warrior priest will answer the call.

He just would have preferred that someone warn him about the magical talking ponies.

Perhaps an odd foray into Human in Equestria writing, but I enjoy being unconventional. We often see modern men flung into the medieval world. What about a medieval man being flung into modern Equestria? A 14th Century Supplement in Celestia's Court is a companion volume, with a list of character descriptions (first chapter), canonical vignettes, and non-canon comedy chapters which will be added as time goes on. It is not required reading, but you may find chapters useful for context or amusing for the lack of context.

General disclaimer: this story is a work of fiction. 'My Little Pony' is the property of Hasbro and its affiliates. References to historical figures are made, but these are subject to creative license, and resemblance between original characters and those of other works are coincidental. I will make an effort to note when a historical reference is made in case people want to check the source material (and to cite my own sources), but these will be relatively few in number.

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Cover art is Heor Corbray by Nordheimer - it is the property of Nordheimer and I own nothing of it; thanks to lordelliot for finding the original, since I couldn't remember where I found it.

Hilarity ensues when the pragmatic & well-mannered Arbiter and his intelligent-defunct & acid-tongued friend the Master Chief find themselves on Equestria with absolutely no idea as to how they arrived. Please note that the following characterizations of both Arby and the Chief are the property of Jon Graham. Rated Teen for ridiculous and gratuitous language.

Also, keep in mind that I'm not a moron; the Chief actually does talk in the manner in which you are about to experience. For those of you unfamiliar with this brilliant series, I advise you to check it out here: http://www.youtube.com/show/arbynthechief

I have traveled this world for decades. Yet I have seen no sign of life but the predators that hunt their prey.

I have made a home among the jagged peaks of a near dead wasteland. One day a creature fell from the sky, badly wounded.

She calls herself Chrysalis. She tells me that she is the last of her kind.

Or so she thought.

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For over a thousand years, the Festival of Hearthswarming has been celebrated throughout Equus as a ceremony of harmony and friendship. On that fateful evening, long ago, two exceptional fillies were given to all of ponykind; the regents of the Sun and Moon. It marked the beginning of an era of peace and plenty.

But now, something has gone terribly wrong.

In a universe that is a twisted mockery of the one where Twilight Sparkle and her circle of friends carry out their lives' work, the only fires that burn are those spread by the Equestrian Solar Empire as it wages a pitiless crusade to bring about Perfect Harmony – both on this world and that of recently-encountered mankind.

As a new year dawns, Queen Celestia sends out her assassin to deal with the reindeer Spirit of the Holiday. Their confrontation tonight will decide the future of Hearthswarming. Perhaps it is destined to die and leave the worlds a colder, more cruel place. Or maybe, just maybe, will its true meaning live on in some small spark.

A tale set in the greater universe of Spectrum, formerly The Other Side of the Spectrum, though knowledge of those works is not required to understand this short story.

Co-written with the invaluable help of TB3 and Sledge115.

The ancient and powerful Accipion Empire has conquered every nation on Equus... except one. Despite their apparent weakness, the magic of friendship has protected ponies for many years. Emperor Gaius Renault thought his kind would rule forever, that they would have ample opportunity to conquer their ancient foe.

Nature had other ideas. Beneath their claws was a force of unimaginable power, a volcano whose eruption will devastate the empire and smother their crops for years afterward. Even his most optimistic advisors agree that there is only one choice: evacuation.

Equestria might be friendly, but they are no fools. They send a pony, Starlight Glimmer, to see that the terms of the evacuation are followed, and to help the griffins integrate during their time as refugees in Equestria. But blood runs thick, and old rivalries can't just be forgotten.

The longer Starlight Glimmer watches, the more she is convinced she is witnessing the end of both nations.

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This story was commissioned on my Patreon by Vilken666. Thank you so much for making this story possible!

Coverart by Zutcha, who maintains his perfect record. Prereading by Two Bit and Sparktail (sometimes).

In the land of Equestria, everything is peaceful and everybody lives in harmony.

But for good to exist, evil must also exist.

So for a land to be so peaceful, the evil must have been contained, sealed, imprisoned.

Every evil, corrupted, sadistic and damned soul has ended up in this place, and has never escaped

A prison so far in contrast to the rest of Equestria, even the princesses themselves would have trouble surviving the corrupted landscape and evil creatures.

Tartarus

And every prison needs a jailer

So, for when the first time in eons, something escapes from Tartarus, Equestria will bare witness to the song of the jailer, and his foes will tremble when it chimes

So sing praise to the Songbird

For he is the Jailer of the damned

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A lonely ponnequin, bound by the laws of physics, stood still among the livelihood of one marvelously hospitable owner, Rarity. Over the course of its stay, it watched her maintain a tireless routine while still managing to make time for her friends and family.

By studying Rarity's interactions with others and the hard work she put into her dresses, the ponnequin grew to know her. As the days passed, it was soon overcome with a longing to experience the wonders of life beyond the four corners of its home, to achieve everything that she had that it could never hope to attain.

Through these extenuating circumstances, it began to ponder the meaning of its existence. Would it ever know what it felt like to walk or talk, or would it be destined to remain forever still?

Special thanks to the following people for making this work possible!

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Ponies are enslaved. Humans are in control.

Nolan Anderson didn't want to be whisked away to a land full of discrimination and judgement. Yet he was there anyway. He just wanted to get by another day in his own world, no matter the hardships. Being a part of S.W.A.T. meant being the best he could be with what he could do. Little did he know he would apply his skills in a magical world, where the ponies think he's an evil human, and where the humans think he's a pony sympathizer. As crazy as everything is, Nolan wants to get back home, a feat that seems impossible, even in a world full of magic. However, the difficulty won't be getting back to where he belongs, but finding allies in a place where trust is rarely given, and earning it still.

"A hero is an ordinary individual who finds strength to persevere and endure in spite of overwhelming obstacles."
- Christopher Reeve

Rated Teen for language, blood, and sexual themes.
The story takes place between season 3 and 4 of MLP; Lots of non-canon material.

Primary Editor: the amazing Legion222.
Secondary Editor: the cool JoshuaGrahamPony.
Proofreader: the neat Rokkurin.

Applejack vector by Fureox.

I have never been a part of S.W.A.T., nor have I done extensive research on it. I have only taken a quick look at some procedures, weaponry, and armor for the purposes of this story. If you find something that doesn't seem right, please let me know. Also note I have taken a few liberties with how S.W.A.T. works that I will not change.

Who was I...
It doesn't matter. The mind was willing, but the flesh was weak.
And the Kraahkan... it changed me. Told me how to accomplish my goals... turned my weak flesh into strong, hard steel and antidermis.

I am Teridax, the Shadow of Equestria. Or, as the guards of Tartarus know me, Prisoner 0.

And I've served my sentence.