The Lantern's Light

by Beats-Box

Rating: teen
Tags: Crossover, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Human, Nightmare Moon, Original Character, Spike, Gilda, Other
Length: 1310

A man is sent to a new world after he bought a set of rings off the internet

I am a nerd, simple as that. I like video games and anime, I will argue for an hour that Han shot first. But what I really like is comic books, specifically anything to do with the Green Lantern Corps. Heck, I managed to memorize all of the oaths for the various Lantern Corps so when I managed to find somebody selling all of the various Lantern rings, each made of silver, of course I immediately bought them. What I didn't expect when I received them was to be taken to another world. So now I'm stuck in a place obsessed with horse puns, lucky me. At least they have comics here or else I think I would go crazy.

This is a displaced/Green lantern story with humanized ponies. You have been warned.

Published 2015-10-06 02:10:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-10-06 02:10:02 UTC

I A new beginning

I A new beginning

Our story starts out simple enough with our hero (and I use that word loosely here people) having a nap on the couch in his living room. When suddenly someone knocked at the front door, our hero (again people, loosely) being asleep did not here anything, so begrudgingly his roommate got the door. As he opened the portal he was greeted to the sight of a UPS driver.

"Yes?" The roommate asked the man on his doorstep.

"Hi there, I have a package for a Paige Marker," he said as he looked at his clipboard.

"He's asleep right now, I'll sign for it." And with that the package was received and the driver left to make his next delivery. As the roommate made his way into the living room he could hear snoring coming from his friend's position on the couch.

"Here," he said as he unceremoniously dropped the somewhat heavy box onto his roommate's stomach waking him almost instantly.

"What the *bleep* was that for?!" Paige demanded as he rose from the couch.

"One, you got something delivered and I had to sign for it, and two, your snoring was bugging me."

"*bleep* you," Paige responded as he flipped his friend the bird, "I'm going to have a shower." And have a shower he did.

As Paige exited the shower he caught his reflection out of the corner of his eye. Feeling particularly narcissistic that day he decided to admire himself in the mirror, because he worked hard for his body, he should be able to admire himself every now and then. The first thing he saw was his prematurely white hair, cut short with a buzz cut, but not too short, just enough to run his fingers through. Next were his teal eyes that some would say sparkled in the light, he wouldn't because they were eyes, not the single greatest literary crime against vampires to ever exist. Rounding out his face was a well kept chin strap beard that sat upon a square jaw. Below that were his muscles honed over the years as to appear similar to steel. A tattoo of Batman's black bat with three red diamonds within it, sat upon his right pectoral muscle, standing in stark contrast with his hairless chest. His stomach, unlike most with his hobbies, held what people like to call a 'six pack'. Most would call him hot, and he was fine with that because he wanted to be seen as that, it meant all those hours at the gym was worth it.

After drying off Paige went to his room to change. He pulled on a Superboy shirt that stretched over his muscles, so as to show them off, and threw on a pair of jeans and a belt with a Deadpool belt buckle. Looking over to his bed he saw his package lying right where he put it before his shower.

With a smile large enough to rival the Joker's he tore into the box. Paige knew exactly what was inside the box, his new rings. He had ordered these rings a couple of weeks ago from a guy on Etsy named 24KtGeek who made a bunch of nerdy jewelry. These were silver rings made to look like the Lantern Corps from D.C. comics, all nine of them. It had cost him a pretty penny, but Paige didn't care, he had been a fan of Green Lantern ever since his Gran bought him his first comic book for his tenth birthday. Smirking, he picked up the green ring and slid it onto the middle finger on his right hand and looked in his mirror.

"In brightest day, in Blackest Night," he said as he lifted his right fist towards the mirror. "No evil shall escape my sight," the lights began to flicker. "Let those who worship evil's might," the ring began to spark with green energy. "Beware my power," the energy around the ring intensified.

"GREEN LANTERN'S LIGHT!"

And with that everything became black.

The town of Ponyville was quite peaceful dispite being on the boarder of the Everfree Forest, a forest known for being the only natural home for manticores in the country. So when a person is seen falling through the sky people tend to start panicking. It didn't help that he was screaming in terror at the time.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..."

In the town below one of the inhabits who heard the scream looked up and saw the terrified man falling to his death. Acting quickly she flared her light blue wings and took to the sky as quickly as she could.

Wind whipping around him, Paige could only think that this was the end. He saw the blue of the sky and clouds rushing past him as he made his way to what was more than likely his final destination, the ground. The very solid, very painful to hit, ground. The ground that was likely going to finish what his father tried to do all those years ago. The ground that was-

"I gotcha buddy," a voice called out as a pair of arms grabbed him from behind.

Flaring her wings as much as she could to slow their decent Paige's mystery savoir brought them to the ground safely. As the pair landed she released him from her grasp. Turning around Paige finally got a look at the person who saved him.

The girl was shorter than Paige, but that was no surprise considering he stood at six and a half feet. She was fairly lithe, looking as though she would workout on a daily basis. She wore a light blue tank top that had a design of a tri-coloured lightning bolt coming out of a cloud on her right breast, with a pair of skinny jeans. Her hair was simply impossible, it was coloured every colour of the rainbow, while that alone wasn't too weird what was, was the fact that none of the colours blended together. Impossible. But what really caught Paige's attention were the giant blue wings coming out of her back.

At this point in time I would like to show you what was happening inside Paige's mind.

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"Yeah buddy, I know I'm awesome, but could you stop starring it's starting to creep me out.". The young woman told Paige.

Paige did not move.

"Seriously dude, knock it off."

Again Paige did nothing.

"Dude!"

Still nothing.

"Dude," worry setting into that young woman's voice (understandable really, I don't think that he's been blinking this entir- no wait, there he goes, never mind). "Are you okay? You haven't said a word since we touched down."

Finally snapping out of it, Paige raised his arm and pointed to the pair of feathery appendages on his savior's back. "W... W... W... Wings." He managed to stutter out.

Looking back at her wings, the girl flared them out and turned to face Paige. "Yeah, their my wings, all angels have them."

"Wings," he said again, no more intelligent than the first time.

"Yes, wings. Did you hit your head or something dude?"

"Wings."

"Gahh, will you stop saying wings?". The young woman was starting to get agitated with Paige.

"Wings." Wow, his brain must really be broken.

"STOP SAYING 'WINGS' EVERY SINGLE ANGEL HAS THEM, IT'S NOT LIKE IT'S A BRAND NEW THING!" She yelled in his face. This unfortunately, killed the proverbial cat, and caused what little of Paige's mind was left to shut down. Basicly he fainted like a little girl.

Author's Note

Thanks for reading, if ya see anything wrong grammatically let me know as I do all the editing myself.

Well, keep bobbing your head to that sick beat that's pumping out of your speakers, and rock on mofo's.