//------------------------------// // Chapter 17 - Battle of The Kings // Story: A series of unfortunate events that leads to another redeemed villain, yay! // by Leondude //------------------------------// Stormy traveled to this barn, and there he saw a bull that for some reason has an uncanny resemblance to himself. And the bull was being fanned by smaller bulls that unsurprisingly looked like Stormy's foot soldiers back when he was actually a king instead of a statue or a chicken. The Farm King was drinking a light purple substance that appeared magical in nature. He then chucked a cell phone towards Grubber. "Grubber, do the thing!" Grubber then dialed a number and then handed it over to The Farm King. "So, did you supply this Canterlot High or whatever it's called with the milk that I requested" Tempest's voice can be heard from the cell phone "I had a bit of trouble involving a broken down tire and a pack of wolves, but neither of those will be a problem now" "Good, because if the humans find out about my little operation, I'm busted! There will be investigations! And where would that leave you?" Stormy's jaw, or lower beak I should say, just dropped. Is this version of Tempest seriously a milkmaid?! She beat up a bunch of wolves simply because they were in the way of the delivery?! Really?! "It won't be a problem" Tempest said "Great! Because if you fail me, your arm won't be the only thing missing" The Farm King said delightedly before turning to a threatening tone. And then he hung up and looked at the chicken that weirdly looked like him. "Uh, who are you supposed to be?" "Now that is complicated, because I was going by the name of Storm King for a while, then I went by the name of Magic King after getting some sort of magical device that absorbed all the magic from where I come from and..." "Hey, I asked for a name, not a life-story!" "So, you're this Farm King I heard of? Stealing my shtick, are we?" "What shtick?! I never even heard of you before you until now!" "Well guess what?! There's only room for one King around here and it's gonna be me!" The Farm King laughed at that statement "Really? That's nice". Then he got up and punched Stormy right in the face, sending him flying and creating a hole in the barn door. Stormy realized he probably bit off more than he can chew and once again started running for his life. But The Farm King wasn't going to let him off that easily. He charged right into Stormy, used his hoof to smash him into the floor, and proceeded to pummel Stormy into a pulp. By the time he was finished, both of Stormy's eyes were swollen, his beak was broken and he has lost all feeling in his body. If being turned into a chicken and nearly eaten by wolves didn't teach him what it's like to be powerless, then technically beating yourself up most certainly did. As he recuperated in the barn from his injuries, Grubber was busy enjoying a big yummy cake. Since that Grubber noticed Stormy was feeling a bit down, he decided to offer Stormy some. "Want some?" "Dtho I thlook thlike I'm in the condithion tho eath cake?! No!" Grubber look unhappy for a second, then continued eating his cake. Meanwhile, Stormy just looked up at the ceiling. Just when he thought he'd hit rock bottom by having a pony turn him into stone and smash him to pieces. As night eventually became day, he was feeling a little hungry. But since he was still in agony from the night before. Then Grubber had an idea. He gave Stormy a light purple liquid, similar to the one The Farm King was drinking. "This is the stuff The Farm King was giving to the students at Canterlot High, he said it's gonna be legen-wait for it-dairy!" When Grubber poured it down Stormy's throat, Stormy felt a little funny. Then he was floating and making some weird poses and dancing moves like someone was pumping 10, 0000 volts through his body. Then suddenly.........BAM! He was back to his normal form. "Haha! It's good to be back! Now where's that Farm King? I got something to say to him!" While The Farm King was busy enjoying the fruits of his labour, or rather his minions' back-breaking labour, Stormy intruded and grabbed The Farm King by his throat. "Remember me?" Stormy said with a smile. Then he cracked his knuckles while The Farm King looked on in fright. Then Stormy proceeded to whale on him. BAM! POW! SMACK! OOH, THAT'S GONNA LEAVE A MARK! After Stormy was finished having his revenge on The Farm King, he noticed everyone in the barn cheering for him, even thanking him for taking down that tyrant. Along with the satisfaction of revenge, Stormy felt funny inside. It was a warm fuzzy feeling. Is this what it feels like to be truly adored? Is this why those cute poines foiled his plans? Now that made him feel bad about trying to conquer their world and helping that traitor Sanies destroy it when that didn't work out. "What's your name?" One of the farm animals called out. Stormy was surprised by that question. What kind of name would a good guy have? Obviously it has to be less intimidating than his previous monikers. Then he got it! "I am......CAPTAIN GOODKING!!!" It's a name in progress but it will have to do. Everyone was cheering and carrying him, chanting his name. "CAPTAIN GOODKING" "So this is what it feels like to be a goody two-shoes?" Stormy thought to himself "Not bad....actually, kinda first rate!"