The Story of an Ancient Past
Once upon a time, after the defeat of Discord, there lived a crazy scientist, a scientist who went by the name of Dr. Pylos. He had an idea, an idea about the strength of each body part, like a Draconiquus has different body parts. He believed that each creature part had its own power, like the lion paw had the strength of an actual lion or that the eagle claw had the speed of an actual eagle. The scientist was always ridiculed, ever since he was born so he didn't stop experimenting until he found the perfect serum, but everything he did was either faulted or useless. It was about the time of his birthday, which will become a night of trick-or-treating, that he found a perfect elixir that could mimic a Draconiquus ... but it wasn't what he wanted. He turned into a beast that resembled Discord, but he was made of different animal parts, parts even deadlier than Discord's animal parts, especially the head, the head of a timber wolf. It was then on Dr. Pylos, the pony scientist, was gone and a new Draconiquus by the name of Dr. Torture with a mind bent on torturing and murdering the life of others was born.
"What happened next?"
"Yeah, what happened dude?"
"Please Croco, what DID happen to Dr. Torture?"
There was a group of bandits, most were ponies and griffons, but there were way more than three. The group were in a bar, outside of Canterlot, and they were gathered around one creature, a Crocodile-pony hybrid who was telling the story of the deadliest Draconiquus alive. The croc bandit just smiled as he was just beginning his tale.
"Ah ah ah, no interruptions if you want to hear the rest of the story." said the croc. Every creature was patient for the story had intrigued them.
"Good, then where was I," asked the croc, finding his place, "Ah, yes, here we are ..."
The Draconiquus was now named Dr. Torture and the first thing he killed was his home town which was the ancient town of Naycomb, the town that mysteriously exploded. Everything died in the town, some even lived ... for a moment. Dr. Torture wanted more though, which would lead him to a fate that will leave him bedazzled. He hunted many ponies and creatures, skinning them alive and even ate some of the remains, he was that far gone. Soon the whole world fell into chaos or in this case torture. Soon he went to the rulers of the four corners of the Earth demanding that everypony would dress up in costumes for his birthday, he wanted to torture them in a fun way, but all the leaders, well except one, denied him his demand. He swore vengeance on them for an odd reason and plunged the world into utter chaos and torture, making it rain pianos or anchors, making the ice feel hot instead of cold, created the first ever sea monster that could go on land, and ate many ponies alive like a wild predator. Soon he took all of his monster creations and set them to destroy all of the world for good. There were teams of many and they all charged into each town, except the ones in Equestria, they were waiting for their king of torture.
The beasts were wolves, vampires, ghosts, all the old timey monsters and they were about to attack, but a colt and his sister had an idea, they would dress up as those monsters and charge. The idea worked, the colt was dressed as a pup and when he charged the monsters thought that he was one of them and ignored him, thus making the townfolk dress up too, disguising themselves to get away. Only a few died, being either too stingy or too slow on getting dressed, but the rest survived and went up ahead to warn every town, which did the same. Everypony everywhere was dressed up and masked, making the monsters leave to their own homes. Sadly, Dr. Torture had seen this and wasn't too pleased, but one thing that he liked was that they DID get dressed for his birthday so win-win for him. Soon this became a common day to hide from the monsters and ghouls ... until the day one of the leaders, the only one who agreed to his demand, turned evil, the very Nightmare Moon. When she was banished, Celestia, that cursed princess, named the day of his birthday Nightmare Night, the day that everypony dresses up to hide from Nightmare Moon. Soon that image was stuck for, well, ever. But this made Dr. Torture mad, happy, but mad cause there were some who hadn't dresses for his birthday and they payed the consequences, death. They were either stabbed, burned, or skinned and sometimes he wears them for show.
The same kid that had stopped the extinction of pony-kind was actually Star Swirl the Bearded and when he learned enough spells he and the princess decided to stop him, but they couldn't use the elements and not just because of Luna gone. Before the chaos began to take over the world, the two princesses tried to stop him with the elements of harmony, but Dr. Torture's evil was too much to where the magic from the elements were being absorbed and made him stronger.
Star Swirl's plan was to trap the king of torture into a cave, but not just any cave, it was a cave of time or the Time Caves. They said that the caves can not only show the past, present, or future, but it also aged the being trapped there either backwards or forwards. Dr. Torture was said to be one of those being that aged backwards and soon was unborn, gone, deceased. He actually escaped and came out immortal, living outside Canterlot and plotting his revenge ...
"... but his freedom came with a cost, he was trapped, turned into a pony hybrid, one of a pony, obviously, and a crocodile. THAT, my friends, is the story of Dr. Torture." finished Croco.
All the bandits looked at each other as they realized who Croco really was. A minotaur, closely young, barely bulky, asked Croco a question, "So wait, are you saying that ... you're Dr. Torture?"
Croco just nodded hid croc-pony head. This made almost every bandit in the bar laugh, which was mistake number one.
"YOU? YOU ARE DR. TORTURE? HAHAHAHA!!"
"ARE YOU SERIOUS?! HAHAHAHA!!!"
Everywhere, Croco was getting insults, which was mistake number two. There was, for some odd reason, a group of bandits with the same logo on their left eye, a weird Draconiquus going in a circle and had a ling going vertical, their cutie marks were no different. They stood by the door, looking as if they were blocking it for no creature could get out.
One of the regular bandits tried to leave, which turned into all the bandits trying to leave.
"HEY, WHAT GIVES?" asked the same minotaur, sounding a little whiney instead of angry.
The leader was about to speak until the smallest and youngest of them, a colt, spoke out and explained, "Listen blokes, we are the followers of Dr. Torture and since you messed with him, you messed with us. WE ARE THE FOLLOWERS OF THE TRUE KING, THE KING OF TORTURE!!!!"
The leader nodded in agreement, popping his neck and hooves, this was gonna get ugly.
