//------------------------------// // Episode Storm King - Prologue // Story: Captain Goodking RETOLD! // by Leondude //------------------------------// It was another day in Equestria, except not really because it had been taken over by a big powerful bad guy called the Storm King. The Storm King was a tyrant far more menacing than King Sombra and even Discord during his heyday, a monster that enslaved the inhabitants of the lands he conquered and forced them to work in sweatshops to produce Storm-King brand merchandise en masse. Nopony really knew where this dangerous foe came from, and the Storm King himself didn't know either. Sometimes, he remembered it one way, sometimes another. Either way, if he was going to have a past, he preferred it to be multiple choice. The Storm King sat at his silver throne with navy-blue cushions in one of his airships, with one of his brutish guards by his side, and looked at the parchment detailing the finances of his latest conquest, trying to figure out how to cut corners. "Do you think I should cancel the pizza party?" Storm King asked the guard. The guard growled angrily in response. "Okay, okay, we'll keep the pizza party on!" Storm King said as he defensively raised his hands in the air, "Jeez, no need to rip my head off!" After that little altercation, The Storm King heard a familiar ringing sound. It was the sound of the Magic SkypeTM. And yes, he did call it the Magic SkypeTM. Storm King walked over to the Magic SkypeTM to answer it. The person, or rather pony, calling him was none other than Tempest Shadow. "Your excellency," Tempest said over the Magic SkypeTM. "Hey, Tempest. Long time, no see. Has it been three days already?" Storm King asked. "Not exactly but I would like to inform you I now have all four rulers of this land at your disposal," Tempest replied. "And I need those to make this twig work, right?" Storm King asked as he grabbed the Staff of Sacanas from the side of his throne. "Yes," Tempest bluntly replied. "Good!" Stormy said happily, "I was just about to make my way over to the castle to do a bit of redecorating. You know, make it a bit more...well...me. Unless you and the guys already did that when you invaded and enslaved all the cute ponies and all that jazz." The call disconnected in the middle of what the Storm King was saying. "I hate when it does that," Storm King quickly muttered to himself, "Oh well, time to put the pedal to the metal!" The Storm King jumped up and held the Staff of Sacanas like it was a guitar. "Full throttle, men!" Storm King bellowed as he pretended to do a guitar solo with the staff, "There's a storm coming and that storm is me! Ooh, that's good I should trademark that. Jerry, remind me to trademark what I just said." The guard pulled out a notepad and wrote down the latest catchphrase to add in the Storm King talking dolls. After brewing the storm of a lifetime, the Storm King marvelled at the pure unadulterated mayhem he had created with his staff. It made him feel like he was above the gods. And given how the princesses were rumoured to have the power of gods upon Equus, the feeling wasn't that far off. "Now I truly am the Storm King!" the Storm King loudly announced, "And the entire world shall bow to my ba-ba-boom, baby!" As the Storm King continued revelling in his power, his mood was killed by the arrival of Tempest. "Yes, yes, you are every bit as powerful as I promised, sire," Tempest said to her king, "Now, restore my horn. And I swear to use my magic to serve you." The Storm King laughed at the notion of him actually giving his word, as well as doing so to a weakling like Tempest. "Who cares about your dinky little unicorn horn?!" Storm King mockingly asked as he pushed Tempest to the wayside. "But we had an agreement!" Tempest exclaimed. "Get with the program!" Storm King growled, "I used you! It's kinda what I do." Deciding that Tempest had outlived her usefulness, Storm King decided to finish her off. While he could have held up his end of the deal for the sake of pragmatism, he didn't even know how to restore Tempest's horn, even with the staff. After a few dodges, Tempest managed to block one of the Storm King's attacks, sending him flying into a wall. "Ooh, that's gonna leave a mark," Storm King said to himself as he got up. In the distance, he saw the Princess of Friendship trying to save Tempest. Finding the notion of someone saving someone else to be hilarious, especially since that someone else committed mass treason, Storm King decided to destroy them both. But before he could do so, he was hit by a bunch of other ponies, sending him flying into what's left of the castle walls. "Okay, now that's gonna leave a mark!" The Storm King said to himself as he climbed through some rubble, "Hey, where's my sta..." But before he can finish his thought, he noticed the Staff of Sacanas sticking out of a window, and those pesky little ponies are about to grab it! "The staff belongs to me," he growled climbed as he crawled closer to the staff while the ponies desperately tried to reach for it. While the princess could have easily used her magic or something to telekinetically pull it out, that wasn't really an option given the circumstances. "No! That's my staff!" he shouted, hoping the cute little ponies would hear him and...well...keep away from his staff, "Mine!" But before he could grab it, the window broke, sending him into that beautiful storm that he created. "I think I'm gonna be siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiick!" he yelled as he spun around in the vortex, trying to keep his lunch down. When he grabbed onto the edge of the castle, he gave up on keeping his lunch down and gave it to one of his underlings. Down his back and all over his fur to be precise. The underling looked up at his master, who was already in a bad mood. "What are you looking at?!" Storm King yelled angrily. After he had done more frustrating climbing, he looked at the ponies and decided he was extremely over with the cute pony thing! As he grabbed an Obsidian Orb from....you don't want to know that part, he slowly and sinisterly aimed the Orb at those meddling ponies, desperately trying not to give an evil cackle while he was at it. But when he threw it, that unicorn with the broken horn got in the way, much to his dismay. "Oh, you..." Storm King said as he slowly became petrified. The Storm King fell to a clumsy, painful death. And a smashing one at that too.