The Story Of Many

Fireheart's Judgement

Fireheart laughs maniacally as him and Twilight pass through space and time. Twilight screams, frightened by all that's going on. "You're so insane!" She yells.

"I know right!" He screams, laughing. He felt a hoof grab him and pull him through the portal. His Under realm leader stared down on him.

"What. Did. You. Do," he demanded. Fireheart smiled with full glee.

"Well, I captured the princess of friendship to prove myself worthy of being a leader sir!" He said. The king shook his head sadly.

"No, you proved to be immature and childish, you have shamed me. You are banished," he said simply. He tried to hold back his tears. He hated to do this. Fireheart paused, and tsked.

"I- I'm sorry, but what did you say?!" He yelled. The king looked up, anger in his eyes.

"You are banished! For the rest of your days, and much much more, no one will even utter your name and no one shall even think of you as a friend! They will only know you as a true despicable demon! You will not touch a single grain of soil of this land forever or else you'll turn into nothing but a pile of ash! That is what I said!" He yells. Fireheart twitched, chuckling.

"Really? Why? I proved to be a true demon, something you always wanted! One of your students to be a despising, despicable, and evil demon!" Fireheart exclaims. The king shook his head again.

"I wanted a warrior, not a coward who plays magic tricks," he stated. Fireheart disappears, leaving the King to ponder to himself. He teleports the princess back to her castle with a thousand apologies. They even drank at least one cup of tea. The King looks out the window, tears in his eyes because he just lost his pride in one of his own students.

Fireheart appears in the old castle. The castle that Celestia and Luna used to rule in, but abandoned it. He sighed, and yelled into the sky with frustration. His entire body burst into flames, burning much of the carpentry. He kept breathing heavily, and cooled down a little.

"No matter," he said to himself. "Bob! Come here!" He yelled. Many pieces of paper started to shake, when a skeleton of a pony bursts from the floor board, trying to keep himself together.

"Yeah master? Did you take over the Underworld yet?" He asks.

"No, I'm moving to plan B, and by me I mean we," Fireheart said. "Give me the scroll of curses," he continued.

"Uh, why? Do you have some weird plan again?" Bob asks, levitating a scroll with his horn,".

"Yes, I have a plan, I just need to find a way to delay the ponies from finding out my plan," Fireheart said

"Um, okay bro, but how could they do that? Do they have some weird magic or something?" Bob inquires. Fireheart shook his head, grabbing the scroll.

"No numbskull, I had a vision of six ponies trying to stop me. I'll succeed, but only after giving them four curses, and since Hearth's Warming Eve is coming, I will throw in this one," Fireheart uses his magic to levitate the scroll.

"Pedestrian ponies, you will rhyme
That is until, Hearth Warming's chyme
Your words will rhyme, all until day
That is when, you are slayed"

Fireheart breathes fire and the scroll is burned away into ashes. Fireheart turns and sighs. Bob walks up and sits beside him, patting his back. "Happy Hearthe's Warming bro," he said. He gets up and walks away, leaving Fireheart to himself as he ponders on how to control Equestria, and better yet: kill Celestia.