Chapter 1 The wtfness begins
Light and dark: Never how you think they are.
By illogicaly logical
Fore note, this is staring an OC, but it will have the entire cast, there will be blood and possible depressing moments, other than that this is meant to be a mix of action and comedy. And also, I have no idea how the Antagonist and protagonist would fight with their weapons so I took it as the way I would with a fight with humans, if you don’t like it sue me.
This world of his was hell, the environment was dying, people were cold and hateful, and they would kill just to get ahead. He hated it, yet he couldn’t do a damn thing about it. The world had long ago said bye bye bastards and jumped off the brink, now it was just spiraling,
Chapter one: The Wtfness begins.
Walking down the halls warm blood trickling down his nose he swore inwardly, the kid had broken his nose but he had the last word and snapped his arm. He got suspended even though he didn’t start it, it was just a typical fight some poser tried to pick a fight to look cool in front of his friends, Though it didn’t help he beat the other two after the poser, but he went blind with fury and lost himself. Sighing he leaned against his locker and punches it denting it and making his hand bleed. Opening it a shimmering portal is there.
“What the fu…” Were his last words as he was sucked in.
A few hours later.
“Ugh my head.” He moans as he slowly sits up his head swirling. As he looked around he noticed he was in a forest grove, forest that was bad he could be put to death if he damaged anything jumping up he backs away from the ground. Freaking out he looks at his body, two jet black wings were sticking from his back he had a horses mane of silver hair and his tail was cut so it looked jagged.
“What the hell is going on?” He shouts to no one in particular.
Suddenly a great trembling sounds from below him and he looks around when an earthen feminine voice answers him.
“Calm yourself Corbin.” She says gently in a soothing tone. As he calms down and lands awkwardly he looks around.
“Who are you?”
“I am Gaea mother of Princes Celestia and Princess Luna.” It says still soothing him.
“Who are they?” He responds in a total clueless tone.
“Look shut up and let me finish.” Gaea responds soothing time over. Closing his mouth he sits and looks down sheepishly.
“I have brought you here to save my children all the ponies of Equestria. My husband void thinks they have had their turn to rule these lands and is now hell bent on killing them all and replacing them with his favored children.”
She says with a grave tone.
“And how am I supposed to help? Better question, why me don’t you have like some defense against thing like this?” Corbin questions.
“We do the elements of harmony, now shut up. The reason why we can’t use them is he took and copied your traits he deemed strongest. He took your brains and the tactics you learned from your studies, your natural born brawn, your charm, your hate, your malice, and all of your anger and put them into one physical form. He is named Kyo and well frankly he looks like a good guy. A flowing Golden mane and tail, a deep chestnut coat, and he picked the unicorn species, and he is incredibly hot.” She says losing herself for a moment at then end.
“And I look like a walking nightmare.” Corbin says sourly as he glares at the ground.
“Well you’re handsome too, in a dark and scary way.”
“Gee thanks for the confidence booster. Anyway if you’re an all powerful entity why do you need my help, and if that doesn’t work then why not those elements of whatever.” He says skeptically.
“Because he is born of dark and twisted magic, the Elements of Harmony will not affect him, but even then he was born of the void and so he can use it.”
“And I have…” In a blinding flash of light a pocket watch appears in his hoofs.
“Oh thank you, I will fight a powerful evil me with a pocket watch.” He says his voice dripping with sarcasm. Suddenly a root hits his flank.
“OWCH. Shutting up.”
“Open the watch and click the button again and you can stop time, open it and move the dial forward you can speed up time around you, move it backwards and you can slow time. If you need a blade think and it shall be one, I would give you help with my magic but alas I cannot hurt him nor can my daughters fore only with blade can he be slain.”
“Joy.” He says quietly.
“Now there is issue of your cutie mark, I think the watch will suit you fine.”
“My what?” He says suddenly there is an intense burning on his left flank and he falls over crippled by it. A few minutes later a half opened pocket watch is there and part of him.
“This is all I can do for you besides your house; you will find it at the edge of ponyvill. Be careful and I pray that your are successful.
Suddenly the presence of Gaea was gone. Walking out of the grove he looks around he was in a deep forest. Suddenly a clamping was felt in his tail, turning he notices a small alligator. As he plucks it off he brings it to his face and it bites his muzzle. It was toothless completely toothless.
“Gummy! Oh Gummy!” A hyper sounding voice shouts from nearby.
“Gummy, aptly named.” Putting gummy on his back he heads for the voice.
“I think I have your pet.” He says to a pink pony bouncing up and down. Before he could blink the pony is bouncing up and down in front of him her eyes closed with joy.
“Oh thank you thank you thank you for finding Gummy, I was worried he might have gotten los-“As she starts to finish the sentence she notices the Stallion in front of her. With a ear piercing shriek she runs away Gummy forgotten shouting.
“Demon Stallion! Demon Stallion!”
“Well that went well.” He sighs. Looking around he doesn’t see anyone else. Launching himself into the air he says as more of an after thought.
“Hold on.” Flying over the tree’s he spots the small town and then farther off a large looming castle.
“Way to be inconspicuous Gaea.” He says to himself. Slowing over the town he lands awkwardly, he still wasn’t used to this body. Looking around it was like a ghost town, Shutter and doors closed, shops and houses darkened and not a soul in sight. Cursing at himself for getting his hopes up he takes one last look around. It was just like his world, he was shunned. Well if they wanted a scary, cold, evil stallion, and that’s what they were going to get. Setting gummy down he kicks a tree and then takes off for his castle. Landing with a loud thump he looks at his manor, there were voices coming from inside.
“Wonderful a break in already.”
Walking into his house he spots the intruders.
“Maybe explorin’ haunted houses is what our cutie marks will be.” A yellow one with red hair said looking around. All together there was the yellow one a white unicorn with pink and purple hair and a orange one with a different shade of purple.
“I will have you know my house is not haunted.” He says with a dark tone.
All three of them started screaming.
“Who are you? What are you doing here? And give me one reason why I shouldn’t report you to the authorities?” He says glaring at the three of them.
“W-we’re the cutie mark crusaders. I’m Applebloom.”
“We’re here because we thought we could get our cutie marks for exploring haunted houses. I’m Sweetiebell.”
“Again, my house is not haunted.” He says with some indignation.
“We didn’t mean any harm, I mean you’re a demon and all aren’t you supposed to tell us to do bad things like breaking in? And I’m Scootaloo.”
Shouting with fury at the three;
“And who said I was a demon, huh you assumed because of how I look, get out of here now before I show you just what a demon is!” As they dash past him he feels his fire die at them running in fear, he felt a tiny bit sorry but he quickly stamped it out. Sighing he walks down the halls and looks around his new place. There were twelve bedrooms, six bathrooms, two kitchens, two ballrooms, a small training room, a sitting room with a fireplace and a wine cellar. Opening a bottle he pours himself a glass, it was good aged wine. Grabbing the bottle and a few apples and heads for the sitting room. As he sits by the fire thinking a loud banging comes from the front door. Sighing he sets his glass down and heads for the door. When he opens it a White unicorn with azure hair and a set of purple glasses was standing there.
“Octavia! Pinkie was right there is a demon living here.” The unicorn shouts. From the side a smaller pony with a grey coat and black hair.
“Forgive Vinyl scratch; she can be a… bit eccentric sometimes but she means well. Now onto the reason we came, this mansion has a ballroom correct?” Nodding I look at them with suspicion.
“It had two, why?”
“We need one for a epic rave and stuff dude.” Vinyl scratch shouts rocking her head up and down.
“And I would like to use one for a dance with classical music.” Octavia says with some formality.
“I have no issue with it, and they are far enough apart to not interrupt one another. Just don’t trash my place.” He says letting them in.
“ALRIGHT PARTIE TIME!” Vinyl scratch shouts. Leading them down the halls they come to an intersection.
“One is down that way and the other that way. Octavia I assume you will need wine for the dance?” He says calmly and coldly. In his head he thought.
“Remember they are going to use you so you can use them later that’s how it works.”
“Yes, but its hard to get good wine here. Why do you ask, do you know where to find some?” She asks.
“I have a wine cellar you are free to take some just nothing from the back walls. Vinyl what about you do you need anything?” He asks.
“Nope Applejack is setting us up with some of her Applejack Daniel’s and vodka.” She says smiling.
“Very well I shall be upstairs during the partying so as not to be seen.”
“No. DUDE, Dude! I need you there, you showing up and scaring the hell out of everyone would be awesome, you have to show up.” Vinyl says with her glasses off pleading, her maroon eyes pleading.
“I would enjoy you appearing at my party as well.”
“Very well I shall show up to scare and then leave you be.”
“Why would you leave a party you’re invited to? I mean this is your house to,” Octavia comments puzzled.
“Yeah dude one of my friends has to be there to party with me.” Vinyl chimes in.
Friend, this was a term he hated, friend meant someone that you got something from and vice versa, not to be trusted, not to hang out with unless for protection, that was how it worked.
“Why am I your friend, you get nothing from it.” He says bewildered.
“Dude your letting us use your ballrooms and trust us to keep your house safe.” Vinyl says confused like Octavia.
“No, I don’t trust you, where I come from trust means a knife between the ribs and the last thing you see is a gutter.” He says his mind going into over drive.
“How awful, that is not what friend or trust means here, a friend is somepony to shear a burden with, somepony to have fun with and enjoy their company.” Octavia says in a gleeful voice.
“And trust is letting somepony know you can be asked something and not letting them down, that they know you will back them up when times are tough.” Vinyl finishes.
Blinking at the alien concept, this foreign policy he looks at them, the familiar glints of lies were not present in their eyes as so many others who have tried to deceive him.
“If… it will make you trust me I shall attend. How do you know ponies will show up?”
“Its in a mansion that has a demon haunting it. Ponies will show up.”
Both Vinyl Scratch and Octavia shout in joy and Corbin smiles.
End Chapter 1
