• Published 1st Apr 2015
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King of Equestria - Neroson40



Wayvern's unique power can tell him about everyone except himself, even if he is Celestia and Luna's Brother.

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Battle

Author's Note:

I hate you all enough to keep this going.

Wayvern was bored out of his mind. He was amazed that Celestia had the patience to govern a kingdom as quiet as this one daily. That changed when Twilight came rushing into the throne room panting like she just ran a marathon.

“Wayvern! We’ve got a Shadow attacking Ponyville!” Wayvern was regretting his desire for excitement when he heard “Shadow.” He immediately rushed to Ponyville as fast as his wings would take him, and found the Shadow burning everything just by walking by it. Wayvern started the fight with an Alicorn Magic blast to the face, which knocked him back a few feet.

“One of you actually has the nerve to fight back, eh?” He said as Wayvern landed. “This place just got a lot more interesting.”

“I am Wayvern, King of Equestria! I will not stand by as you murder my innocent subjects!”

“Is your army so weak that you have to fight your battles yourself!?” he raised his arms. “I am Pyrhon! Shadow of the Flaming Stars! You will die for standing in my way!”

“There’s a lot you don’t know about me!” Wayvern raised his head, and recited the incantation. “Evolution! Execution!”

The fight started with Wayvern clashing Humming against the gauntlet of Pyrhon’s Armor.

“A Reaper!” Pyrhon shouted. “Why would a Reaper be here!?”

“Ask your king. That is, if you get the chance to see him again!” Wayvern yelled. He broke the struggle and they jumped to the top of the Clock Tower and the Town Hall. Wayvern leapt off the town hall roof, and swung Hummingbird to keep momentum in the air. Dodging Fireballs shot from Pyrhon’s wrists, sometimes batting them back or away, was hard with no ground to control the direction you move in. Finally Wayvern found the weak point of Every Shadow, the Core, and Split it down the middle with Hummingbird. But that alone is never the end of a Shadow. Pyrhon just got bigger. Wayvern was in trouble, he didn’t remember how he got rid of the Giant Shadow. Until he remembered Babylon and the Colossal Sword.

“Wayvern!” Celestia rushed to him. “How do you fight that!?”

“There’s an ancient spirit of gargantuan size able to cut down Shadow in their second life,” Wayvern explained. “If I can summon him, Babylon will have no trouble against Pyrhon.”

“What’s the catch?” Celestia said, detecting the problem in his voice.

“Babylon needs two Reapers to summon it. And they need to be perfectly compatible battle partners. If Avalanche were still alive I could do it, but…”

“I’ll help!” A voice said from behind them. Wayvern turned around to find an old friend standing behind them. His hair was red and spiky, like the flames of a forge. Behind his glasses were eyes that glittered a silvery grey, like the iron of an anvil. He was dressed in a Hakama, a traditional Samurai garb, with a Katana’s scabbard on his hip. The scabbard itself was empty, but he knew that it could be filled with any mineral and a katana would be made.

“Vulcan!” Wayvern rushed to his friend and high fived him. “What brings you to Equestria?”

“I heard that Relius returned, so I came to help investigate, and also the Universal Council wanted me to keep an eye on you, for security reasons.”

“You said that you could help summon this Babylon,” Celestia said. “Are you a compatible fighter with my brother?” Vulcan looked at Celestia and gave a look that concerned Wayvern.

“Not Exactly, but Wayvern possesses the memories of every living creature in the universe, or at least every creature in the universe that was alive during his time. I’m sure we can figure something out.” Something told Wayvern that was a hint. Then he got the idea.

“You want me to tap into your memories to learn your fighting style?”

“Right!” Vulcan said. “And you better hurry or the Shadow will burn down your home!” Pyrhon was already headed for Canterlot when Vulcan said this. Wayvern had to try the proposal. He focused on his friend hard enough to remember what he could about him. Then he started to remember from his point of view.

“I think I got it!”

“Let’s go!” they grabbed each other’s hand and raised them over their heads

“We call upon the Colossal Blade and the Spirit Babylon who wields it!” a giant stone warrior dropped out of the sky, pulled a golden sword off his back and prepared to fight Pyrhon. Pyrhon noticed Babylon, and pulled out a flaming sword. At first Babylon had trouble attacking Pyrhon with his attacks phasing through the flames, but eventually, he managed to land a hit in the eye.

“You wanna do the Honors, Wayvern?” Vulcan asked.

“Got it!” Wayvern said. “Pulse Blast!” a vibration of the sword later and Pyrhon exploded.