//------------------------------// // Thunder and the Devil // Story: Equestria Girls: King of Monsters // by Jongoji245 //------------------------------// Camp Everfree A camera feed comes into view, at first static before becoming crystal clear. The view is lifted over to Pinkie’s face, camouflage stripes covering parts of her pink flesh. “Day Three: No sign of the three-headed snake thingy. But we are having a great time at Camp Everfree!” Pinkie swirls the camera forward, showing their base of operations, “We made our own tent, I made our own snacks. Oh! Looks like something’ going on, let’s look.” Pinkie pokes the camera through the tent. “How is one giant monkey able to hide so easily?” Rainbow Dash complained, her shoes muddy twice over. “He did so years before we arrived,” Sunset spread out a few photos of foot prints, each larger than the last, “I wouldn’t imagine he found a better way to hide as he grew larger.” Pinkie brings the camera to her face, “Kong’s also been tough to find also. Maybe he turned into a truck.” “Pinkie,” She turns the camera to her posse, looking at her befuddlingly before Rarity continued, “what are you doing?” Now out of camera view, Pinkie was looked at them like a deer in headlights. “Just… well…” Pinkie turns off the camera and runs off. Applejack puffs her cheeks before turning over to the table. “We’ll just have to wait till Twilight and Fluttershy give their report.” She mutters “Yeah, unless Twilight’ trying to kiss up with Timber again.” Rainbow added, making a kissy face. Indeed, Twilight and Timber are indeed walking together along the bank of the river. Considering the tragedy of last year’s camping trip, it’s no surprise that they haven’t spoken. The Shobijin sat on her shoulders, taking the splendor of this untouched paradise. With no sign of Kong in the forest or the headed monster, it too felt peaceful for the two humans. “So, there have been a few struggles, but I make it through.” Timber spoke softly, kicking a pebble into the flowing water. “So,” Twilight turns to him, “no hard feelings?” Timber turns his head at Twilight, “None whatsoever.” Twilight curls a little smile before her eye catches something. Or someone. Twenty paces down river was a cloaked figure. For how long she stood, her coy smile betrayed her grim outfit. “Can I help you?” Timber asks, not even getting the figure to move. “My sisters and I lived in a forest just like this.” She speaks, “We thought it would be safer than the ocean. But every night, we hear the wolves howling and everyday felt like it would be our last. And here, it’s a whole other jungle… Until Equestrian magic came back.” “Equestrian Magic.” Twilight cocked her head, “Who are you?” “Oh, no one important.” The figure turned to the two, pulling away the hood, “Just the last Siren on this mudball!” As soon as Twilight gasps, the Shobijin clasp their hands. Like an antennae, Sunset’s snaps to attention at the telepathic message. “Twilight!” The Rainbooms quickly fall in through the woods and join Twilight, Timber, and the small twins. And they are just as shocked as Twilight and Timber. Standing before them was a familiar figure. The terminator of tacos, the dunce of the Dazzlings. “Sonata!?” They all scream. “But how!?” Applejack rambled, “We all looked everywhere for you!” “After Adagio and Aria were…” Sonata almost chokes, but continues, “I wanted to be with them again. I’ve tried everything.” Sonata lowers her head and cries. When Twilight reaches out to her, the Siren has a sudden mood swing, cackling even. “But I can’t just kill myself. Why not make it a spectacle?” Sonata wheezes insanely, “And I woke up the help to do it!” Sunset pushes through Twilight and Timber and clutches Sonata by the wrist. With a gasp and a glow in her eyes once more, Sunset saw the veil of memories before her eyes. From Midnight Sparkle killing Adagio and Aria, how her failed suicide attempt lead her to the underground cave, to the terrible sight of the Tagatu village being smashed and several innocent lives gobbled up by each of the terror’s three heads. Another flash showed the Pacific Ocean as the barge with the egg is set aflame. “You!” Sunset pulled away from Sonata, shocked and furious, “I’ll you pay for all the lives you killed!” “All of them?” Sonata sneered, raising her fist, “The Roman Empire? The Dark Ages? You wanna know why that poet wrote about a bewitched Scottish King? My sisters and I brought empires to ruin! And in memory of my sisters, I’ll do it again.” “Oh yeah?” Rainbow Dash asked baffingly, “What’s five plus five?” “Ten.” “Ha! Still du-” Rainbow realizes that’s the right answer and shuts up. Then, the ground starts to shake. “But there’s one thing you didn’t know, Sonata” Sunset clenches her fist, “We have a big friend of our own.” Stepping into the water was the Eighth Wonder himself. Sunset wasn’t wrong regarding his recent development. Whatever the cause, Kong is now one hundred meters tall at the shoulder. And with a size like that presents an equal appetite. In his hand was a giant, dead turkey vulture. Like eating jerky, he sinks his teeth into the bird, and tears off a chunk. But the new size does present a problem; he can’t see the Rainbooms so easily. But the ape isn’t blind; water starts rushing upriver and the serpent has arrived. Kong drops the vulture into the deep, pounds his chest and unleashes a deep roar. As he makes his way to this intruder, Sonata nods her head. “A giant monkey.” Sonata purses her lips, “Eh, we’ll see how that turns out. In the meantime…” The Rainbooms quickly turn their attention to the Siren getting a strange glow. It’s fight time once again, and Sonata kicks off with a massive energy ball. The Rainbooms do not recieve, Rarity casting up a shield to protect Timber. In flight both figuratively and literally, Rainbow Dash delivers a drop kick at Sonata’s head. The Siren responded in kind with a harsh scream. Disoriented, Rainbow falls to her knees, at Sonata’s mercy for another blast. Applejack is quick to respond with a knuckle sandwich. Coincidentally at the same time, Kong also gave a knuckle sandwich to the three-headed serpent. On his part, the fight is somewhat one sided. Even standing upright, if only for a moment, the serpent only reached up to the apes chest. And his electric charges only made the gorilla stronger. Laughing at this miniscule foe, Kong gets all three heads under his left arm and raises his fist. Coincidentally, again, so Sunset punching Sonata in the stomach before tossing her aside. Battered and bruised, the Siren opened one blackened eye to the fire-haired young adult scowling at her. Her nostrils flaring like, well, a mad horse, Sunset raises her boot and aims it at the Sirens head. “Sunset!” Twilight surrounded Sunset’s foot in an aura, “She’s had enough!” Sunset looked at her friends aghast at how ready she is to kill Sonata. She looks “You’re right…” Sunset calms herself, slowing her breathing before pointing ahead of her, “Let’s sort him out first.” The serpent attempted to up it’s A-game by wrapping his two tails around Kong, who in turn, had his hands full to keep the snapping jaws away from his throat. The Rainbooms hold hands and start glowing. In his struggle, Kong notices this familiar glow, remembering what happened last time. He sinks his teeth into the serpent’s shoulder, holds the left head with his right arm, and keeps the other two pinned on the back. The Rainbooms ascend, glowing ever brighter. The serpent’s lidless eyes notice this and stops struggling. The Rainbooms unleash a bright rainbow that envelopes the two beasts. But at the peak of the magical tornado, Sunset felt a sharp sting in her heart. And worse, the Rainbooms are suddenly cut off of their powered forms and fall flat to the ground. While most are completely baffled as to what happened, Sunset was on her knees, hand to her heart before blood is coughed on the grass. “Whoa, whoa!” Rainbow Dash gets Sunset to her feet, “Are you okay?” Sunset tried to answer, but all she could do is wheeze. The Rainbooms sit her down next to a tree. All the while, Timber looks back at the river. Spike too is just as baffled at what’s happening before them. “Uh, girls.” Timber asks looking at the river, “Is that supposed to happen?” The magic tornado isn’t ceasing at all. In fact, it was changing; the multitudes of colors became one of reds and yellows, and the shape becomes that of the serpent. Kong is kicked back and the serpent ascended high in the air. The silhouette becomes chaotic like fire and grows. The necks become longer, and the flippers become massive wings. With a flash of light and fire, the serpent reveals his true image. His body is golden with a silver color underneath the necks and wings. The tips of his twin tails are clubs. Fully spread, the wings were supported by three fingers, with his pointer fingers and thumbs being thicker. His heads no longer resemble moray eels but are dog-like. Each now sported an impressive array of horns, the middle getting the most spectacular rack, black manes and beards. The eyes are empty, save for a yellow light. To top it off, sounds he makes sent chills; the laughter of a madman with the resonance of several church bells with walking distance of each other. The dragon drops into the river, drenching those in the splash zone. He folds his wings, supporting his upper body with said thickened fingers. All three heads focused on the humans. Kong roars at his foes new form, getting the attention of the right head. Kong is no longer the big one in the woods. Still, the ape pounds his chest and charges at the dragon. The head responds in kind with a bolt of yellow energy. Kong is sent hurtling back into the woods, leaving a trail of scattered trees and dirt. Licking his chops, the middle head leans down and gets a closer look at the band. The Rainbooms were completely terrified. “It’s like he’s staring into our souls!” Rarity quietly screamed. The dragon flares his nose, and breathes. To them it felt like a hot day. But the “Well,” Rainbow gulps, “what are you waiting for?” Indeed, what? The dragon has them on the ropes, made an example of his power with Kong. So what’s the problem. Sunset pondered long and hard. It then became clear; the dragon wasn’t looking at the whole group, he was looking at her. Gathering her strength, she stands up and approaches at this terrible creature. The Rainbooms attempt to hold her back, but Sunset pulls through and reaches the beast. In perhaps the most insane decision she’s ever made, she grips the dragon on the lip. This vision trip was catastrophic. One alien civilization, in military green Roman attire but lacking mouths, screamed in terror as the dragon destroyed their world. That planet now red, another civilization, one of reptilian nature, soon followed. Leaving this now gaseous planet, the dragon now has his sights on the blue sphere known as Earth. Like a hurricane, the dragon brought about death and destruction, bringing an end to the human race. But instead of leaving the planet, he makes his home there. But the strangest thing happened, blue lights seep from the ruined world and take a variety of shapes. Some resemble humanoid dogs, some draconic. Many took on the form of ungulates; one light becoming… Equid. And that’s when Sunset staggers back, fear carved into her face. The dragon now focuses one eye on the motionless Sonata. Her eyes open, glowing red. The Rainbooms watch as the Siren floats between the Rainbooms and the dragon. “Who,” Sunset gulps, “who are you?” “I have many names.” Sonata answers in mixture of her voice and a deep baritone voice, “The entity from which all worlds meet their end. I am the King of Terror, Charon of the Cosmos, the Harbinger of Death.” The dragon rises to proud posture, three heads still looking down at them. “Go now,” Sonata continues, “find your safe havens, you will not last long.” That being said, Sonata’s entire body glows red. With a bright flash, she disappears. The dragon spreads his massive wings. Each flap brings a gust like a tornado. The Rainbooms and Timber hold on for dear life while the Shobijin and Spike take cover behind a large tree trunk. With a few flap, the beast takes to the air, circles around a nearby plateau and leaves the emerald forests. “And I thought Trixie had a big title.” Applejack mutters while rubbing her hands. “Indeed,” Rarity rubs the dirt off her clothes, “he didn’t say his actual name. The nerve.” “Ghidorah,” The Shobijin answer, atop of Spike, “it’s Ghidorah.” Ashley Valley, Utah Still stationed at the desert town, Tempest and Grubber watch the surveillance of their recent development. Gojira was herded over south near Colorado’s border, and is continually harassed by the fighter jets. Swiping his claws, gnashing his jaws, swinging his tail, all proved nothing. He roars angrily. “Music to my ears.” Tempest chuckles. “Commander” Announces a communications officer, “you might want to see this.” Taking one last glance of her success, Tempest moves over to the communications officer. The monitor displayed a large glowing dot. Her eyes widened before sharply turning to the other officers. “Send all flyers to Glenwood Springs immediately!” Orders received the jets veer of to the east. Finally relieved of those pests, Gojira sits down, hands on his knees and doozes off. But peace and quiet’ hard to come by. A common consumer drone was buzzing next to his ear. But at his fortune, an eagle snatches it out of the air. The spiny monster snorts and goes back to sleep. Glenwood Springs, Colorado The usual noise of the city is disturbed. First with loud flapping, then the cackling roar. Everyone screamed as the dragon known as Ghidorah reaches their town. Small buildings are sent flying. Skyscrapers demolished by the golden body. Filthy Rich was midway through a meeting when Ghidorah flew over his office, destroying the windows. The dragon circles the perimeter of the town and carved a deep trench with his gravity beams. No way out, the citizens only watched as this demon lands at Canterlot High. Ghidorah grins at the one gateway to Equestria, no one’s coming or out with without his know-how. His right head notices the jets and fires a gravity beam. One jet destroyed, the squadron takes evasive action. Each jet takes their own path, all coming together at their target. But Ghidorah, with six eyes, saw them coming and shot all of them down before they got the chance. Both the young and the elderly remained motionless while the dragon cackled. He focuses all his eyes on the populace and smiles. Sonata Dusk, looking more dead than alive, raises her arms. A force field surrounds them. Panicking, Diamond Tiara takes out her phone. Just exiting his office, her father picks up the phone “Daddy, I’m scared! Please help-!” The last words Filthy heard before the field became a dome as big as a football field. He is completely aghast at this turn of events as his secretary tried getting him to safety. “Sir, we have to go now!” He beckons, pulling his arm. Angry, as fathers are, Filthy dials another number. “Get me the National Guard.” He asks of the operator as he boards his helicopter. Ghidorah watches the vehicle join the flock of police and news choppers. But he chooses to hold his terror… For now. He points all three of his heads to the sky and unleashes his power. The storm has come.