When Twilight is resurrected from the dead, she goes on a quest to find her murderer and stop the dark plans in motion within the Northern Kingdoms of Griphonia
The greatest smith of the second age of Middle Earth; Celembrimbor, has come to heed the call of another fallen hero -- Although this one is albeit different than the others. Because she's a pony -- a Noble Pony that goes by the name of Twilight Sparkle.
Now he's stuck in this strange new world called Equestria, and Twilight must find the pony who killed her, while learning her new companion's past
This is going to be fun
Heads up and Disclaimers: I don't own Celembrimbor or any characters from both MLP and Lord of the Rings. Both properties belongs to their respected owners.
Another Disclaimer: OOC Twilight Sparkle and Celembrimbor, because PLOT! Gore, like, lot's of them. Some sex jokes and references, because I can't stop my perverted mind to spill messed up stuff all over the place.
The cold night wind breezes through Twilight's mane, as she sat outside the porch of her room, pondering about the events that has transpired around Ponyville for the past 2 years. It was really odd, really, 2 years ago, she was but a student of the Solar princess herself, and after 2 years of successfully defeating Equestria's tyrannical villains -- most of which are gods and leaders of a far away kingdom -- she, herself, has claim the title of Princess of Friendship.
She gazed down below the sleepy town of Ponyville, the town that has faced oh so many odd things ever since she got here. The Ursa Minor incident and Tirek's rampage across the country has ruined the town time and time again, yet the town and the ponies that resides there never falter, for they know, that hope is always lurking around the corner, always watching them and protecting them from outsiders.
She drank her tea as she continued to gaze down the peaceful town, and pondering new ideas for her next friendship lesson for her student, Starlight Glimmer. An idea sparked in Twilight's brilliant mind; She would send Starlight to the Crystal Empire, to accompany Sunburst. There they could have some quality time together, while she'll be doing more... paperwork.
As she lay down her tea, she levitated a random book from the shelve and opened it.
-There and Back Again- A Hobbits Tale
Twilight eyed the sentence with curiosity, she didn't remember buying this book from the library. "Well, it's a book so..." She flipped opened the next page and read the following passage:
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole and that means comfort.
It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel; a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats - the hobbit was fond of visitors.
Twilight then smiled at the first paragraph of the book, whoever wrote this book certainly has a unique writing style that she strangely enjoyed. She continued slimming through the pages every 2 seconds, reading every paragraph and every dialogue this book has to offer.
An unknown entity stares down at the Friendship Castle, analysing every little detail the castle has to offer. When the power of the ring showed him even greater power beyond the boundaries of Middle Earth, and the riches this world holds, he didn't hesitate for one second and make fourth another army to invade this world of green.
For 2 years, he has orchestrated numerous attacks on varies towns and corrupting the kingdoms from within. His first target was the Griffons of the north, whom he has been eyeing with interest for some time now. They show certain aspects that can me mistaken as for an Orc or an Uruk-Hai, but don't let their personality seal the deal, oh no. The Northern Kingdoms of Griphonia, were an ideal start for recruitment, as they share no love or interest for the Ponies of Equestria down south.
Now the Northern Kingdoms are gearing up for war, for finally they have a fighting chance against a foe that was far more superior than them in most ways. Sometimes, he envied these Griffons, they get to enjoy life and die peacefully if they will, while he and a handful of races back on Middle Earth have to share the burden of Immortality. It was a rare occasion, before he continued on planning his next move back in Middle Earth.
A Griffon cloaked in black robes slowly crept to the tower, holding an elven dagger he had acquired from the foundries back in Ukrueridge -- the greatest city in all of Griphonia. The Griffon had been trying to locate his target -- Twilight Sparkle -- since the Dark Lord gave him this task, several moons ago.
As he opened the large castle doors slowly, a dark grin formed in his beak. Tonight, the fourth Princess of Equestria will die, and the armies of Griphonia shall march forward against Equestria and her allies. When he first entered the castle, he looked around him and see countless doors the eye could see. He sighed contently and open each door slowly, not wanting to wake or get anyponies attention.
It took him a good half an hour before he managed to find the Royal Bedroom of Twilight Sparkle, whom is sleeping on the bed peacefully, not caring anything about the world around her. She had a book on her face that covers her purple muzzle and elongated eyelashes -- one, that even a Griffon can admire. He lingers in the darkness, slowly creeping up to Twilight's sleeping form. He searched through his right pocket and pulled up a silver ring with Elvish writings carved into it.
Slowly, he let the ring fall on Twilight's ring and smiled wickedly. He slowly put his dagger on Twilight's throat and whispers into her ear. "Wake up Princess, don't let your duties and your subjects falter"
After reading the book for an hour and finishing it, she passed out on her bed and sleeps peacefully, while snoring adorably. She slept for a good 4 hours before waking up from a whisper into her ear.
She jolted forward and felt something sharp on her throat. She looked down and her eyes widened like saucers. There was a dagger pointed at her. She turned to her left to the source of the dagger and gulped loudly when a Griffon was holding it. She panicked and tried to cast a levitation spell to try pushing the attacker to the wall, but when she did try, she felt something heavy on her horn.
Realisation hit her like a wagon; for when she tried to use her magic, all she felt was pain coming from her horn. She looked up and to her surprise, there was a magic inhibitor on her horn -- Is this leading to where she think it is?
Just before Twilight can utter a single word, the Griffon punched her, knocking her out cold.
The Griffon dragged the unconscious pony to the porch and push her down to the floor, waking her. She crept opened her eyes, and gazed up at the ponies hooded face. The Griffon's eyes were unlike she'd seen before; It had a fiery red colour and it was staring at her menacingly.
"Sit down, and I shall spare you" He commanded, which Twilight responded with a nod. She gets to her knee's, as tears were forming up in her eyes.
She looked up at him and whispered softly at him. "Please don't hurt them" The Griffon in returned laughed darkly and walked around in circles around her.
"My Master only want's you dead, your friends and allies will suffer a fate far more worst than the banishment of Nightmare moon herself, and the world shall bow down to our Dark Lord; Sauron" He pulls out an elegant looking sword, covered in -- what Twilight can tell -- Sindarian carvings on it, and various other carvings.
As he walked around Twilight, he whispered words, word's that will haunt Twilight for the rest of her life -- if she even had the time. His sword was long enough to reach the floor, clashing it as he continued to circle her. He lift his sword and place it on Twilight's throat.
"Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gibatul, ash nazg thrakatulûk, agh burzum-ishi kripatul." He slowly slit through Twilight's throat, causing her to gurgle blood before her lifeless corpse falls to the ground.
The Griffon smiled wickedly and cut Twilight's horn and peck a few feathers from her and put it on his pockets. "Not even the Princess of Harmony can stop the Black Hand of Sauron." And with that, he laughed wickedly and flew off to Urkrueridge to inform the counsel about his mission.
Some ponies say when you die, you just live the rest of your afterlife in the hall of Solus -- Where all ponies alike come to stay until the sun stops rising over the horizon. But this is not the case for Twilight Sparkle. She woke up in an empty black void, devoid of life or light whatsoever.
She looked around her, hoping to find the Hall of Solus, that has been mentioned in every ancient and modern Equestrian History, but frowned to see nothing but the void. Her eyes teared up, as she continued to look around her. Is this the end? Have I truly died?
Her thoughts were quickly stopped however, when a loud voice, echo'd within Twilight's mind "No you haven't" She panicked and looked around her to see an orb of light, slowly approaching her. The Orb stood there for a second and inspected Twilight. As the Orb stood there, a harmonic tune started playing at the background, filling Twilight's mind with a sense of peace and harmony.
As the song progresses, the song goes to a more upbeat tune -- a sense of Kinship and Fellowship. Twilight began to tear up, she thought about those who she cared about; Princess Celestia, Luna, Her friends, parents, and especially Spike, oh what would he do without her now?
"Is this the end?" She thought to herself, to which the Orb responded -- much to Twilight's surprise; "No, you're just simply banished from death" She turned around and faced the Orb, still flabbergasted that an Orb actually responded her question.
"Who are you?" As Twilight asked the question, the Orb began to take form of a tall bipedal being, with skin as pale as the whitest snow, and hair that resembles the Autumn leaves.
"I am a wraith, a spirit who happens to share the same fate as you" Twilight eyed him curiously and circled around him. "For now, Twilight Sparkle, you are banished from death"
Twilight grinned widely and jumped with glee, but the Spirit stood there stoically, not joining her little celebration. "But you are bound to the... Northern Kingdoms of Griphonia, until you've find the mortal that killed you."
Twilight's ear dropped down in sadness, and she frowned with sorrow in her expression; "But unlike the other mortal's that were banished from death, your soul happened to be a strong one, a soul that belongs to an immortal."
"And?" Twilight asked, to which the Wraith responded; "If you happened to kill the mortal that killed you, you will be resurrected, and I'll be free from your body"
Twilight stood there, flat faced, when she heard the last sentence the Wraith uttered. "Y-You're in my body?" The Wraith nodded and coughed abruptly
"I'll albeit, the deepest corners of your mind is... interesting" Twilight's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. "Something with a pony called, S-"
Twilight had enough of it. "Stop!" The Wraith nodded and exited her mind. Once he done so, Twilight sighed. "Apologies, I just don't like somepony going through my head oh so suddenly"
The Wraith nodded, and the black void around them slowly fades away. "It is the burden of a Wraith, for once we're stuck with another mortal whose soul is unhappy with death, we will also share the memories and thoughts with the soul, thus I cannot stop myself from checking through the deepest corners of your mind"
The void around them started to take shape of a silver tower on top of the Suliaous Mountain range, on top of a city. The Wraith pointed at the tower. "Those towers are forged and built in Mordor, I do not know how those thing's came to be here, but we best get to it" Twilight nodded and trotted her way to the tower.
As she walked towards the tower, she noticed a gang of Griffons hanging around the fire, talking idly.
"I heard that Sauron's planning to send another batch of Enchanted Elven weapons forged in the fires of Mordor"
"Is that so? Huh, well then, guess Equestria's going to fall faster than expected -- Maybe we should send a batch of those unicorns to Mordor to enchant more weapons"
"You have to tell that to the Centurion first, but that sounds like a pretty good idea" Twilight hid under one of the fallen tree's beside them, and eavesdrop the entire conversation.
After hearing the conversation, Twilight's eye's began to tear up again, causing her to crawl deeper under the tree. "Rarity and Starlight will be in trouble..." The Wraith appeared right beside her and patted her on the back.
"We shall mourn our future losses later, for now, focus on the task at hand" Twilight wiped away the tears in her eyes, and nodded in response. The Wraith smiled, and pointed at them. "Take them out using stealth, don't let them get away"
"B-But how?" The Wraith pointed at the Elven dagger right beside her. "K-Kill them, but why?"
"Your magical energy is still too weak to knock them out -- an addition to that, is that you'll just knock them out, not kill them. So it's a good idea to kill them, before they propose their idea to the Centurion.
The Wraith starred at her, in which Twilight retorted; "But they're living beings! What do I tell to they're families-"
"Sometimes, you need to make sacrifices to save those you love" Twilight looked around her in panic and sighed sadly. "It has to come to this doesn't it?" The Wraith nodded and disappeared from sight. Twilight grabbed the Elvish dagger beside her and slowly approached the unsuspecting pair of Griffons.
"Have you seen those pictures of that one princess -- what was her name again?"
"Is she purple, and has a purple star as her cutie mark?"
"Yeah that's the one -- Her flank is so hot, I would totally go for it" Twilight's right eye twitched, and she slowly approached the right Griffon who just said that her flank is hot.
She lifted the dagger on top of his head and thrusted it downward, causing the Griffon's skull to crack -- killing him instantly. His friend however, pull out his Orcish sword and encircled Twilight. "Well, well, well. Look's like i'm getting some ass tonight" With that said, he thrusted his sword forward, and clashed against Twilight's dagger.
Slowly, she levitated the dead Griffon's sword and clashed it against her attacker's weapon. The Griffon smiled menacingly and pushed her aside, causing her to trip on the dead Griffon's body.
"Time to end Friendship, once and for all" He positioned his sword on top of Twilight's neck, and chuckled darkly. "I'll be eating some good meat tonight" He put down his sword and knocked Twilight unconscious. He slowly grabbed the rope beside her, and tied her up. With that done, he slowly dragged Twilight's body to his camp.
Twilight woke up with a hard punch towards her stomach, causing her to gag out some blood. She slowly looked at her attacker. That very same Griffon that tried to kill her yesterday.
He smiled menacingly and pulled out his sword. "Since I already eat some meat today, I guess I'm going to have to kill, you -- then I'll surely be promoted.
He slowly approached her, and pull back his sword to the back of his neck. This is the end isn't it? She's going to die, and this Griffon is going to be promoted to Celestia know's what. As if all hope was lost, she suddenly had an idea at the back of her head and smiled.
She laughed, and the Griffon stopped dead at his tracks; "What the hell are you doing? are you mad?" Twilight stopped laughing, and her horn glowed brightly, and beside her was an image of the Wraith, pulling back his bow.
The Griffon laughed at his slave's actions. "You think this is going to scare me-" The Wraith fired his arrow at the Griffon's head, his body falling down to the cliff that so happen's to be, right behind him. The Wraith shuddered and kneeled down to cut Twilight's restraint.
He cleaned his dagger and put it back to his holsters. "Remember, you can summon me at any time, all you need to do, is cast the spell" And with that the Wraith disappeared from view... again.
When the Wraith disappeared, she can feel an aching pain coming from her flank, as if claws dug deep into her flank. She looked at her flank and see's claw marks all over it. Her eye's twitched and she laugh's madly. The Wraith appeared again right beside her and give her a worried look.
"Twilight Sparkle, are you alright?" Twilight ignored him, still laughing like a maniac. Her laughter slowly calmed down and she gave him a cold hard glare.
"Right, I remember now -- no wonder why I felt an aching feel on my butt when you woke up." Twilight nodded, and continued her journey to the tower.
It took her 30 minutes of continuous climbing and flying, but alas, they've reached their destination in the end; The Silver Tower of Suliaous. At first glance, the tower seemed like another ruin on top of the mountain, but as she comes closer to it, the tower glowed silver and she now could climb it!
She attempted to fly, but her wing's still hurt, as if an arrow struck her on her wings. So she climbed, and boy did it took her a while. When she did reached the top, she was surprised to see an anvil standing at the centre of the tower. She slowly approached it and the Wraith hammered the anvil, causing great aurora's to be seen on top of the Tower, before fading away.
She eyed at the glittery dark sky and smiled contently. "Even after all of this, the stars never falter." The Wraith looked down sadly, before walking up behind her. He sat down and patted her at the back.
"I'm sorry, you had to kill them" He said assuringly, though he can tell it wasn't enough to comfort her.
"I killed them, I killed those Griffons" The Wraith looked up at the stars and patted her. "Don't think about your opponents and their families once you've killed them, only focus at the task at hand." Twilight looked up at him sadly.
"How do you do it?" She asked, the Wraith looked down at her and sighed. "You'll get used to it." And with that, Twilight's vision slowly fade's away into slumber.
The harsh winds of the Northern lands are deadly to those who can't stand the cold. While it is true that the first migration of the Griffons were harsh and full of hardship, nonetheless they were blessed with lands as green as the Everfree leaves. There on the final stairsteps of Ukrueridge, a Griffon cloaked in a black hood journeyed through the intense fog that covers the valley and the stairs.
After assassinating the Princess of Friendship, he was not filled with pride or grief, but he had a desire to slaughter those who she love, yet he cannot do so, as his mission was to kill the Princess only and leave her dead body for her friends to mourn for their lost friend. He chuckled darkly at this thought, but that was not to be, for the next step of this stair, lies the ancient and majestic city of Ukrueridge, the crown jewel of the Griphonia Kingdoms.
Once a village in the great migration, now a bustling city filled with life and excitement. The street's itself is filled with Griffon children chasing one another happily, while the rest enjoy their times idling about near the Tree of Light -- the tree that lights up the dark skies and clears away any danger from their hated neighbours the Equestrians. Long have they pushed further into their lands, causing several major cases of famine all across the border towns, and unrest in the major cities, yet the city of Ukrueridge was always the centre of peace and enlightenment, where all the problems of the world fades away, and one could enjoy themselves a belly full of mead.
Boromîr walked down idly across the crowded street's of Ukrueridge, and treaded with caution, for he was a wanted Griffon for his actions. The local guardsmen no naught of his true intent or his allegiance to the Dark Lord himself, so they attacked him whenever they see him, but always fail they will. He eyed the peaceful Griffons selling and trading their goods to other Griffons, and their closest allies -- the Minotaurs -- walking slowly among the crowds, trying not to squish the smaller beings before them.
Ukrueridge was the centre of knowledge all across the known civilizations. So great were they're libraries, that the Canterlot libraries pale in comparison to the Hall of Knowledge, located deep within the city centre. The city was also well known for it's impenetrable walls, for in the Second Age of the World, the dark forces of Sombra tried to overtake the city, but his army failed to do so, for the Tree of Light protects the city with a barrier unknown to Celestia herself.
Boromîr took comfort that the ponies that would be hunting him down won't be able to get near him anytime soon. He climbed the stairs of Ukrueridge once more, and his journey is filled with silence. As he reached the top of the mountain, a beautiful marble building stood proudly on one of the many steppes of the mountains.
He walked his way through the vast halls, and as he entered the next room, a golden statue of a representation of the Dark Lord himself, stood proudly, and the gold shine's off to the most distant of lands. Thus the Beacon of Manwë was born. Boromîr kneeled down before the statue and recited an ancient Mordor text. His vision goes to black, and the Dark Lord himself stood right on front of him.
The Griffon bowed down before his master, causing his Master to groan. And as he stood up, the Dark Lord spoke; "What news have you come upon thee?" The Griffon looked up at him and pulled out the feathers and the horn of Twilight Sparkle. The creature chuckled darkly and picked up the items below him.
"You have done well my humble servant, I'm sure ye would be good in thy next assignment yes?" Boromîr nodded as he continued to sharpen his claws. He gave his master a dark grin, and his Master understood what he meant. The Dark Lord walked around the vast empty halls of the Pantheon, and when they went outside, the Dark Lord chuckled menacingly.
"The ring has yet to come to me, and when it does, all of Middle Earth and Arda will fall under my dark hands" Boromîr nodded again and bowed slightly at him. "I shall go now my master, for I have pending meetings to attend to." And with that, Boromîr climbed down the thousand steps once more, and departed for the next city; Cazorath, the Capital of the Griffon Kingdoms.
While Cazorath is much smaller than Ukrueridge, it is the first known city ever established in history -- other than Canterlot of course. Thousands of Griffons flocked to this ancient city, that the reservations for each hotel was always full, and the fine restaurants packed with customers alike. Though when Sombra's army came to destroy the capital, it did so and leave very few buildings standing. To this day, the ancient ruins of old Cazorath can be seen on the outskirts of the city.
And this is where Boromîr and the Griffon counsel shall sign the declaration of war against Equestria.
The Wraith mused himself by gazing at the beautiful landscapes of Griphonia. He continued looking off to the distance for some time now, unsure what to do, for a certain purple Alicorn is sleeping right beside him. He thought about the future, a what if scenario; 'If Sauron succeeded in his mission to conquer all of Middle Earth', what would happened then? Would the race of Man face extinction and slavery and both Elven and Dwarf kind complete annihilation? These are questions that would need to be answered later, for he knew deep inside, that the courage of all species will prevail and Sauron will be defeated once and for all. He can feel it already, with the ring leaving a peculiar hole as of yesterday.
As he watched a pair of Griffons fighting over for some food, Twilight woke up from her slumber and yawned. "Morning" The Wraith nodded and he pointed at the pair of Griffons still fighting over that one hunk of meat below.
"See those Griffons down there, I want you to kill them stealthily and if you're pinned down, you know what to do" And with that he disappeared. Twilight blinked unceremoniously, and she blinked several times before standing up and pull out her Elven dagger. Before she jumped however, she looked around her and wondered; 'What are these towers of silver?'
"They are beacons of Light in the void, where all lights falter." She nodded in response and looked down below her, gulping. She asked the spirit within her; "How am I suppose to survive a fall like that!?"
She swore she could hear a facepalm somewhere in there. "You don't need to worry, but know this; You will survive." She smirked sheepishly and looked down below again, before jumping. When she jumped she could feel energy pulsing throughout her body, making her near invulnerable to fall damage, a God's bless if there is one. She slammed the ground, and cracks were formed below her. She slowly rushed over to the bush nearby them, but this did not go unnoticed.
"What was that?" Asked one of the Griffons, as he turned around to find the source of all that ruckus. He eyed the crack on the ground curiously and touched it with his claws. "Hey-" Twilight put her hoof on the Griffon's beak and stabbed him at the back several times, before his body falls to the ground. She panted heavily and searched the body, but much to her dismay, she found nothing.
"Badoc? What is it? What happened?" The Griffon looked around her and see's his brother's lifeless corpse. Her eyes teared up and she picked up his brother's feather and put it in her pockets. She sat there for several more minutes, and rage consumed her. Her eyes were pulsing red, and she drew out her sword, and she shouted on the top of her lungs: "WHERE ARE YOU COWARD, LET MY BROTHER SMITE YOU WITH HIS FALLEN SWORD!" Twilight popped out from the nearby bush and drew out her Elvish sword.
Twilight's eyes glowed white and the pink streak on her purple mane went white as well. Her voice was grim and low, the very representation of the Wraith; "LEAVETH NOW GRIFFON, BUT KNOWEST THIS; IF'T BE TRUE THAT THY WILL CROSS PAST WITH EACH OTHER, THY HEADETH FALL OF THY CORPSE" The Griffon was petrified to say the least, the very Alicorn that defeated god's was threatening and sparing her. And with utmost haste, she ran like a group of Timberwolves were chasing her.
But little did she knew, that she won't see the next light of day; for an arrow was soon lobbed into her head, passing through her skull and puncturing her brain. Her body falls to the ground, and a pool of blood is formed under her. Twilight panted heavily and put back her dagger to her holsters, and proceeded to scavenge the female Griffon's equipment.
Several bits and sheet's of paper regarding the captain of the pair- wait. She picked up one of the papers and read the words carefully, while at the same time, quickly reading through the papers like it was just a brochure.
She cleaned the blood on her dagger and the Wraith formed up right beside her. He looked around him and told her; "The Griffon captain is not far ahead of us. We should be able to catch up to him by the day's end." Twilight looked up at him and asked; "How are you so sure Spirit" The Wraith told Twilight to close her eyes and she did so.
As she opens her eyes, she could see the world from a different perspective. Unlike the vibrant colours she was used to, this was completely devoid of any colours other than White and Turquoise. From the Wraith perspective, Twilight's perspective was godsend compare to the empty colours of the void he and his eyes has to endure for thousands of years.
Twilight panted and looked up at him. "What is this?"
"It is the world from my view, you could see thing's that other mortal's struggle to fine with relative ease. Now empty your mind and concentrate on the Griffon." Twilight nodded and exhaled some air from her mouth. She entered her mind and cleared out any troubled minds within it, and concentrated on the matter at hand. She could feel the Griffon's energy pulsing and his life force bound to the planet, and as she get's closer to the source, the energy grew even stronger.
She opened her eyes and finds out that she was hiding in a nearby bush, near a Griffon encampment. She eyed the Griffon's neared the fire; a good dozen Griffon's cooking raw chicken. There a tall and muscular Griffon popped out from his tent and walked over to the group. He ceased the fire and grabbed the chicken and ate it, and his soldiers frowned deepened when he shouted orders and insults at them. She could even see one of them clenching they're fists before doing what they were tasked to do.
Slowly, she approached the Griffon captain -- whom is still enjoying the taste of meat, as he munches the chicken time and time again -- and drew out her sword. The Griffon's sharp ear heard a sword being unsheathed behind him and he drew out his own sword and turned around to see his attacker. Twilight clashed her sword against his and the Griffon snarled grossly. "I'll show you harmony... In death!" He pushed Twilight off him and encircled her.
He thrusted forward and instinct took over Twilight's mind, dodging the attack and she slashed her sword at his claws but missed. More swordplay ensues and the Griffon's nearby her just watched the fight and eating what little food they have left. Twilight thrusted her sword at him but missed again, leaving the Captain an opening for his sword to slash against. He slashed his sword at Twilight's wings, and she cried out in pain. She stepped back a few steps and glared at the Captain with her sharp and beautiful eyes and he smiled cockily. He leaned closer to Twilight and put out a faint whisper to her ears; "Too bad a 'princess' couldn't even defeat a mere Griffon-" She slashed her sword against the Griffon's chest and he screams in pain as he holds his newly formed wound with his claws. An opening; just what she needed.
She ran to the down Griffon and slashed a few more attacks on the Griffon before jumping over him and gruesomely decapitated his head off, and the blood that flowed to the Griffon's brained pour out small droplets of blood as the head falls down to the ground. The Griffon's that were watching the fight, gasped as the head rolls over to the ground. Twilight panted heavily and looked around the amassing army of Griffon's around her. She slowly drew out her sword again and goes into a battle stance; but attack not the Griffons did, for some of them were slowly clapping. Confusion overtook Twilight and she see's that the entire army was clapping at her -- even screams of joy were heard in the loud claps the Griffons were producing. Slowly, she returns her sword to her holsters and eyed a Griffon slowly approaching her.
Unlike the Griffon captain she just recently fought, this one was completely battered with deep wounds, bruises and scars. He pulls out his crusdish helmet to the ground and bowed lowly at her. Slowly he say's; "Thank you my mistress, we have tried for so long to stop his abuse and now you have given us the chance to escape." Twilight raised on of her eyebrows in confusion. "What do you mean 'abuse', I thought you were his men" The Griffon shakes his head in disagreement and sighed heavily. "Unlike the other regiments in the army, most of us do not wish war against your kind. Word spread quickly of this rouge regiment and they sent the most qualified captain to the job, Rakata the Mad; and oh Celestia was he mad. He would send us to do insane orders such as overpowering a dragon with only our bare claws and with very little armour whatsoever, and he would constantly harass the female Griffons around here." He pointed at the female Griffon in the crowd -- whom was traumatised after a certain event. "Poor Greta here got rape by him when she was asleep, my brother - Jawir - tried to stop this madness, only to be brutally beaten up by him" He sighed sadly and looked away from her. "Sadly that was only a few nights ago and he is in no condition to fight whatsoever. I pray to whatever God there is up there, that he would fight another day"
"What do you know of the Black hand?" The Griffon looked up at Twilight with fear and his feet trembled in fear. "B-B-Boromîr? The Black Hand of Sauron, and the chief general for the Griffon army?" Twilight nodded and the Griffon gulped loudly. "H-He's a monster. There were rumours that he could defeat demons and dragons with a single slash of his sword—and honestly, if you ever cross path with him, then I wish you luck." He said sincerely. The Wraith took form and inspect the Griffon on front of them. He looked away from the Griffon and whispered to Twilight's ear. "If this is indeed a rogue regiment, then we could use this to our advantage; start an insurrection within the army, and the pieces will soon fall"
Twilight gave Jawir's brother a calm and genuine smile. "What is your name Griffon?" She asked politely, slowly the Griffon looked at her and gulped. "Jon, my madame." Twilight giggled when Jon called her 'Madame'. She gave the Griffon a reassuring pat on the back and said; "No need to call me Madam Jon, we're all equals here" The Griffon smiled weakly at her and sighed contently. "Yes, ma- I mean Twilight" They both share a hearty laugh before silence shrouded upon them.
"So Jon, I was wondering if you want to start, I dunno, a rebellion against your kind? Try helping Equestria and her allies at the process" Jon was about to counter that offer, but he thought about the terrible deed's Griphonia has made to their new ally, Sauron.
"After seeing what terrible things we have done over the past years, I have no love for the council or Sauron -- yes, me, alongside the 8th regiment, will gladly rebel against our own kind, no matter the consequences." Twilight smiled at him as she pulls out her sword. "From this day fourth, I, The princess of Harmony and Magic, shall dub you; Sir Jon... Snow of the Concordant Alliance!" She pat his shoulder with her sword and returned it to her holster's quickly. The Griffon bow down to her and gave her a genuine smile. "Thank you Twilight, I shall announce this to my company" And with that, Jon ran off to the campfire and announced the Regiment's new allegiance.
I am sad to announce that I will no longer work on this story anymore. Some of you might ask: Why? Did something happened? And quite frankly, something did happen. I lost that spark to continue on with this story. I tried making up ideas, but I just bring myself to implement these ideas for the story. The plan I had with the story was lost due to a system reset, and I forgot what I planned to do with the rest of the story.
For those who wish to continue this story, you may do so; however, remember this list, for these points are my supposed ideas for the future of the fic:
- A blend of subtle—yet clever—references to the lore of Middle-Earth
- Saurons forces coming over to Vasulis, aiding the Griffons to attack Equestria
- Twilight's friends mourning over her grave
- Further developing the characters, such as: Celembrimbor (Don't forget to go in-depth into his story), Boromîr, Jon, and last—but not least—Sauron. (I find this the most difficult, as his story is quite vast, so try making his back-story fit well with the world)
- Sombra's involvement with Sauron in the Second Age; or 'The Last Alliance between Men and Elves'
- Try blending the colourful and bright setting of MLP to contrast well with the gloomy and dark feeling of Middle-earth and Sauron
And one final note
Thank you all so much for reading my story. But my time with this story has come a close, as I focus more on my other stories...
