//------------------------------// // The end? // Story: I am the hammer. The edge of his sword... and unfortunatly, the partner of a purple unicorn with wings. // by ThatRarityIsaSpy //------------------------------// "The portal is opening!" Someone announced as the mysterious energies of the portal started to spin and churn. With a loud crackle and snap, a single being was thrown out. A man in a brown cloak. "You look well." The Emperor said as he flicked his wrist, causing Malcador to stand upright. "Too bad I don't FEEL well." Malcador replied as he stood up. The battle with Khorne was evident. "But... the realm of the dark gods is doing much worse." "Good." The Emperor replied as he watched the portal crackle and snap once again and out came an alicorn, who's mane and tail reminded everyone of the swirling mass of the galaxies themselves. "Hello Galaxia." "Good to see you too." The alicorn replied as she stood up properly. "It's been too long." "It has. Glad to have you back in the land of the living... I am sure you know them." The Emperor said as he made a flick with his wrist, sending Twilight and her friends sailing right towards Galaxia. "Indeed I do. The element bearers... how could I not?" Galaxia asked rhetorically, smiling benevolently at Twilight. "But... let's get off this hell now." The Emperor said. "I long for the smell of clean air and touch for untainted earth." _________________________________________________________________________________________________________ "I see Equestria is doing well." Galaxia commented as she walked the earth of her home for the first time in many eons. "It is." The Emperor commented making note of the awed looks the pair received from every pony. "They look so interested." "They are. I can feel it." Galaxia replied. "I would just like to say once again, in our now better circumstances, that I am glad to have you back." "We're far from out of the woods if I am right... Tyranids. They're coming aren't they?" "They are. We're going to need all the help we can get." The Emperor replied. "I need help with the geneseed...." "No need." Galaxia said. "Some of your men may remember a little thing that we can use to manipulate time.... or perhaps... a lifespan...." _________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Draigo sat down on the hill, smelling the Equestrian breeze, the sweet smell of the air sent shudders of delight down him. Normally, the grey knight would probably be concerned if something like this happened. But... of course... this Equestria. There wasn't anything that he really needed to be concerned about. "Hey." Twilight said as she landed down beside him. "That was... quite the ride." "I agree." Draigo said. "So... you all better now? I don't know much about daemons, but..." "That was Angron. One of the Daemon primarchs. Just yesterday, he was probably one of the most powerful beings in this galaxy. Now... he's not coming back. Ever." Draigo said with glee. "And to think.... he was defeated by my hand." "Hey... I helped." "Well.... yes... I never expected him to try something like stab me in the back though." "The Emperor did mention that most people who serve chaos are inherently cowards, turning to dark and evil powers to protect themselves and rob the weak... those who remained clean..." "He protects them. Just like he did with me. I saw him send you hurtling towards me so you could help. It was The Emperor that helped me.... that helped everyone." "He is a god." Twilight said as the pair watched the Equestrian sun set. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Rogal Dorn tossed and turned in his sleep. Sleep.... what a beautiful thing. Not any more. Every time he closed his eyelids, he could only meet nightmares. One foe that even he, a Primarch, one of the most powerful warriors in the galaxy could never hope to defeat. The gods are dead. The Tyranids are dead. The Old ones are dead. In the end.... there is only Mag'ladroth, in the end... there is only I.