"Do not think of me as a weak human, I left those frail bonds LONG ago! Even if you could muster up enough power to send me away, I WILL find a way back!" warned Arthas. Raising his sword, Frostmourne, he let the blade plummet back down, ending the life of his challenger. Now no longer distracted, Arthas began to fell the powerful energies the Elves use to end the Burning Legion. "So, they are using that ancient tree as the source? No matter, magick this powerful will take tim-" Arthas was cut short by a light starting to envelop him.
"WHAT? How did they aquire THIS much power in so little time?" He shouted while beginning to swing Frostmourne at the light.
"I AM ARTHAS, THE LICH KING! I AM NER'ZHUL! I WILL NOT BE DEFEATED THIS EASILY!....... " before the fallen prince could continue everything went black, was this death, was this it? the end of the Scourge?
"NO, I refuse to die, I am Ner'Zhul, The Lich KING! Granted immortality by the Burning Legion, and lived beyond there death! I........will.............not.................................DI-"
Once more, he was cut off, but this time, something was different, he felt pulses, and a solid form, was he within a mortal body once more? Slowly attempting to adjust to his new body he attempted to move one of his limbs, with a little luck, he was able to feel an arm move, or was it a leg? This new body he had felt nothing like a human, was he a Centaur? or an animal? Searching for where his new head was, if he had one, he wished to open his eyes to get a look at what he was.
Eventually finding where everything was and how to move them, he began to open his eyes, everything was bright and colorful, allmost to so. Moving his body around to get a feel for it, he somehow found himself standing, but not able to walk to well.
"Damn those Elves, to think they had this much power......, no matter, I will return, and then I shall punish them for their arrogence!"
Two hours pass and Ner'Zhul was finally able to walk, sort of, figured out how stumble, but it closely resembled walking, just, sloppy walking.
"Over here girls, the Princess said this is where the strong energies are coming from!" ordered a female voice
"Twilight, wait up sugar cube, you shouldn't go at this alone...." warned another female voice, most likely to the first voice he heard.
"Great, humans, just what I needed! Easy pray to start the Scourge once more, then I shall rule not one, but two planes of existence!" thought Ner'Zhul as he began to grin behind his helmet.
"Whoa, hey, are you ok?" asked the first female voice, who he presumed as 'Twilight'.
"Yes, although, I have been in bet-......." Upon turning around he saw a purple horse with a mane of two more shades of purple and a.....horn?. Ner'Zhul was speechless, did this equine just talk? Was it one of dryads the Elves had, he never
actually saw one before, simply hearing about them was enough.
"Did you just talk?" Ner'Zhul asked the equine, hoping he was just hearing voices. "Are you a dryad?"
the purple equine just stood there for a moment while five more, each with unique color patterns of there own. Now he begins to question his own sanity.
"So this is what living for eternity can do to a mind,....heh."
"What's a....dryad?" asked Twilight. "I'm a pony, and why shouldn't I be talking?"
Taking a minute, Ner'Zhul had to think of a response, right in front of him, a pony just talk.
"To start, you are an animal, animals do not talk." Ner'Zhul stated, then proceeded to push Twilight out of the way in the most brutal fashion he could at the time, he tosses her aside like a rag doll.
"Hmph, stronger then I thought, looks like this body isn't useless..."
Ner'Zhul then began to walk away, but was tackled by a cyan pony with wings. Now pinned to a tree with a puddle nearby he remained calm as ever, Ner'Zhul looked into the puddle. The first thing he noticed was that his helmet was off, then began to look for it. Upon finding it,
he put his attention back to the puddle, He noticed he to was a pony, this he could deal with, bodies were nothing more the husks for him to use. Ner'Zhul had light a gray coat with a rusty blueish
black mane and tail, both flat and lifeless, his eyes were an icy blue and emited a blue aura, which reminded the other ponies of a certain king that Ner'Zhul would very much live to meet.
"Sombra! What are you doing here?" asked the cyan pony.
"Firstly, I am not this 'Sombra' you think I am, and before I tell you my name, wouldn't it be polite to tell me yours?" Ner'Zhul spoke in a snidely yet calm tone. Beyond where he was pinned, Ner'Zhul
noticed the buttery yellow pony with wings, and the pure white pony with a horn helping Twilight up.
"Tell him our names Rainbow, he clearly won't cooperate unless we do" Twilight spoke while wiping blood off her mouth.
"But Twi, he just batted yo-"
"And can easily escape you if he wanted to Rainbow, he has proven he's more then capable of..... evading detainment..." Twilight cut Rainbow off.
Rainbow growls under her breath. "Fine!" She angrily agrees as she lets Ner'Zhul go.
Ner'Zhul pats the dust off of his regal armour, which adorns many skull shaped patterns, which put the girls in a state of unease.
"My name is Rainbow Dash, the orange pony behind me with the blond mane is AppleJack, The yellow pegasus with the pink mane is Fluttershy, and the white unicorn with the purple mane is Rarity and the one you batte-"
"I am Twilight Sparkle, and I'm willing to forgive you, if you answer some questions... " Twilight cut Rainbow off once more, but this time with an irritated tone.