Twilight's Knight

Aron rose from his position near the floor and examined the Royal figure that had managed to summon him from his slumber. She stood about 5 feet and 8 inches tall, about two feet shorter than him. She had many different features, indicating that the Age of Man had indeed passed from Skyrim. Features like lavender fur of sorts, a large horn in the center of her forehead, and a pair of angelic wings that all matched her body's main color. Her hair had three colors of its own, the main being a deep purple that could be mistaken for black, a lighter purple stripe, and a pink stripe next to the firs one, both near the center of her straight hair. She even had a tail with the same color scheme as her hair. She wore a deep purple dress that complimented her rather well-rounded curves, both high and low, with red clothes on the hips and for the lower part of the dress, and a golden trim for all of the outfit. Her legs, however, were noticeably different, as hey seemed to have flat, round hooves instead of feet.

To the left was a door that held more of his summoner's kind. They all wore strange new clothing and had strange ranges of color for their bodies, as well.

There was a pink one with fluffy darker pink hair, a shirt with red stripes going down to blue pants. A blue one with multiple colors in her hair, a small black shirt and pants combination that showed her small athletic frame, along with a pair of wings. Below was an orange one with the strangest of hats atop blonde hair, with her thicker legs gripped by some blue pants that looked rough and torn, with a shirt with a red pattern of sorts. Next to that one was a white one with purple hair and a horn only, with a well-crafted white shirt and dress underneath that reached to her knees. The last one was yellow with pink, long hair, a pair of wings, a small fabric around the top of her legs, and a massive piece of fabric that she seemed to hide in.

As he examined them, the summoner, Twilight Sparkle, approached him. The blue one reached out to call to her.

"Twi! Stay back! We don't know what that thing is!"

Twilight turned back to her.

"Dash, he just claimed to be here because he was summoned for some reason."

"To be fair," Aron interjected, "she is right to be cautious of someone that appears out of nowhere. I have made many bad deals with such people. But, you have nothing to fear from me."

They looked at him and back to each other before Twilight spoke to him once more.

"So... who, also, what are you?" she asked.

Aron sheathed Dragonbane at his side as he addressed the Princess.

"I am Aron. Most know me as Dovahkiin, or Dragonborn. I prefer to be recognized by my name, however, if it pleases thee."

She had a faint blush and coughed a bit before returning the gesture for responding.

"Um... okay? What does that mean?"

"In the ancient times, Man fought with the Dovah, and Akatosh, the father of all, sought to help the Mortals fight. He gifted very few with the power and souls of the Dragons, in which they used their might to fight the World Eater, Alduin. The first one, Miraak, failed miserably, and was defeated by the Dragons. The ones after fared better, but never faced off against our greatest foe."

"Wait, Dragons? I thought they were just regular creatures that stay out in mountains, why would you need to fight them? And who's Alduin?"

"Alduin was the first Dovah. He was supposed to lead the Mortals into an era of prosperity and wisdom, but became corrupted, and sought to destroy the Mortal world. The Dovahkiin, or Dragonborn, were meant to destroy him. Like I said, there were many that were great, but none that could fight him, since he was lost to time. Until I was called. He returned to the Mortal world once more, and I was awakened to stop him."

"What does this have to do with why you were summoned?"

"I am the last Dragonborn. I conversed with the Mages of an ancient power, the Psijic Order, that if a Dragonborn were to be needed once more, then I must find a way to be summoned into a new age without disrupting the balance between the Mortal Realm and the Afterlife. So, they encased me in a powerful spell, only to be awoken when the words of the Ballad were spoken once more in a time of need."

"But we're fine right now! We don't need to be saved from any-"

RAAAAAAWWWWWR!!!!!!!!!!

All of the heads in the room turned to the window, which was still open, to see a massive Dragon flying in towards them, with a flame in its mouth. All of the others in the room began to run towards the exit, while Twilight stood behind Aron, who promptly turned to face the Dovah with his might. He drew Dragonbane and ran for the window, with a Ward ready in his left palm. As the Dragon unleashed a wave of flame towards the opening, Aron threw up his ward, and blocked the flames as he jumped out of the building, and landed on the top of the dreaded beast.

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Twilight stood with her shield spell up as she watched Aron jump out of the window and onto a Dragon's back. Her attention was drawn back to reality as a tapping on her shield caused her to turn towards her younger sibling.

"Spike!" she shouted, throwing down the shield and hugging the Baby Dragon.

"We need to get down there and stop that Dragon!" he shouted, trying to escape his sister's death-grip.

She released him and teleported outside in front of the Castle, just as her friends burst through the doors to the outside. They all looked up as the Dragon smashed into the side of the Castle once and began to fall towards the ground, where they finally got a good look at the attacker. The Dragon was indeed as massive as the one Fluttershy had scared away, but had black and grey scales with pink fins jutting out from its spine. Its wings were a lighter shade of grey, and the tail had a spiked ball at the end instead of a blade.

"That's a War-Dragon." Twilight gasped.

"A what!?" Rainbow Dash screamed.

"I read that these Dragons fought over a thousand years ago to destroy the Griffons and Pegasi, but were nearly wiped out after the Winged Arms Treaty of the Pre-Equestria Age. Why is one attacking now, though?"

As the Dragon crashed near the Town Square, Aron rolled down onto the ground with a strange white glow around him, landing without so much as a grunt. When the glow left him, he looked far more defined, as thought before he was translucent when he landed. The Dragon rose from the ground and growled at him.

WHAT IS THIS!? WHERE IS THE ONE THAT SCARED AWAY EVEN THE WEATHER!? the beast yelled throughout the air.

"DOVAH!" Aron shouted, matching the force and presence of the creature.

The Dragon turned wide-eyed towards him, and rose its head while still locking its gaze onto him.

YOU!? HOW COULD A PONY CHALLENGE LIKE THAT!? WHERE IS THE DRAGON!?

"I AM THE ONE YOU ARE LOOKING FOR! IF YOU WISH TO HARM THESE INNOCENTS, YOU MUST FIRST DEFEAT ME!"

AND JUST WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!?

Aron raised his sword to the Dragon as he spoke with fury.

"I AM THE BANE OF EVIL ITSELF! I AM THE ONE WARRIOR THAT DEFIED ALL OF THE DAEDRIC LORDS, AND CONQUERED THE VASTNESS OF SKYRIM! I HAVE DEFEATED GODS AND DEMONS ALIKE, ALL WITH FOUL INTENT! I HAVE DEFEATED THE FIRST OF MY OWN, SLAIN THE DEVOURER OF SUNS AND SOULS, AND HAVE ENDED ETERNITY ITSELF!"

The ground shook as though the planet was being willed towards his voice as he shouted once more at the Dragon.

"I AM ARON! THE LAST DRAGONBORN! NOW FACE THE WRATH OF THE TWILIGHT'S KNIGHT!

With that, Aron charged the mighty beast with his sword raised high. The Dragon barely had time to react as Aron ascended his trembling form. With a single swing of his sword, Aron sliced through the scales of the creature, eliciting a massive pained roar from it. It began to flap its wings and went to the sky, but with Aron still on him.