(P.O.V: Drake)

Hello my name is John Draken but most people call my Drake, I am 24 years old and I am a famous writer. I have jet black hair and green eyes. My books sell for a fuck ton of money that I kept in the bank. Unlike the other rich snobs I didn't live in a giant mansion or pent house, I lived a nice life in the suburbs. I just finished the latest chapter call the 'Angel of Equestria' and Fuck yea I'm a brony, but I write MLP stories on the internet, and poste them on fanfiction sites. The story I'm writing is call The Fallen Angel wich is a crossover with my best selling book called Rise of The Angel King. The main character is a man given the powers of a god from a dying angel only to become the Angel king. He wore white armored robes and always had his hood up, and under his hood he had white eyes that glowed softly and had blond hair. He soon grew a pair of majestic white wings made of pure light witch made him ten times faster the speed of sound. He protected the innocent from the notorious shadow demons that come from the darkest parts of the Nether

He was my favorite character from my books and the center of attention when the book is published, heck he even had his own movie. I exit my study and enter my bathroom to take a quick shower hoping it would keep me awake to finish writing the next chapter only to almost fall asleep in the tub. 'Better get some sleep' I thought to myself as I turned the shower off and dried my self off. I hardly sleep because of the recent demand in books and fanfictions so I try to finish the book as fast as possible in order to get my sleep schedule back in order. I sluggishly made my way to my bedroom and slipped into my pajamas. 'Maybe ill dream of new ideas for the story' I climbed into bed and soon drift off into the realm of dreams.

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I was awoken to the sound of wind, I open my eyes and look to the window only to find it closed "Dam must have left the window open in my study before I went to be again." I mutter under my breath. I slowly make my way to the study "What the fuck?" I muttered. the study door was open a crack and there was a purple light seeping from it. At this point I was scared and did what any other person would do. I picked up a lamp on a nearby table and made my way to the study 'This fucker is in for a surprise when I smash his face in for rooting through my study.' I thought with an evil grin. I cautiously made my way to the door, put my hand on the knob, opened the door, and! "Nothing," I sighed in relief. I looked around the room and spotted nothing peculiar, that was until I laid my eyes upon my computer. I know I turned the thing off but now it was glowing purple, FUCKING GLOWING PURPLE. "What the fuck is this shit?" I asked myself curiously I placed the lamp on the floor and made my way to the computer. I was going to press the power button, but before I could touch the dam thing It shocked me "FUCK!" I shouted aloud. Purple lightning quickly traveled up my arm and into my ear. Before I could do or say anything I fell to the floor clutching my head in pain until I finally slip into sweet, sweet unconsciousness.

Dreaming State

I grunt as I lift myself off the floor into a sitting position, my head hurt like hell but other than that I seemed fine. I observe my surrounding only to panic because I was not in my study any more. I was in space "Wait, WAIT! I CAN'T BREATH IN SPACE!!!" I panicked. I gripped my throat expecting to suffocate but surprisingly I could breath. "Hm, I must be dreaming," I said as I mentally face palm. I pinch myself hard only to wince in pain. "Ok so I'm not dreaming so were am I?" I wondered.

"Your in the Void my dear boy" said a mysterious voice. I whip my head around towards the voice and meet face to face with someone I least expected, It was the dying angel in my book. He is exactly as I wrote him to be, he wore a white robe that went all the way to his feet, had all the wrinkles as expected because he SIX THOUSAND YEARS OLD! Anyway I step back in fear as he slowly limped towards me. "You have nothing to fear my child I come with a gift," said the angel in a soft gentle voice.

When he finally made his way to me I finally speak, but it was nothing above a whisper. "How are you real?" I asked in wonder.

The retired angel king sighed "I was born in the Ather as an angel but you already know that, but what you don't know is I was born to watch over you." He said with a small smile.

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Why me? out of all the people in the world in the universe?" I asked.

"It is because you are the only one worthy to become the next angel king my child." He said with a grin.

"But why?" I asked again trying to hide my frustration. He lets out a laugh witch was soon replace by a coughing fit.

"You will learn that soon enough my child." He said weakly. His eyes glowed a bright white as he transferred all the knowledge and power of the angels into my head. "Now my child go and save the realm of Equis." He said boldly.

With one last breath he pushed me out of the dream realm into Equestria. The last thing I said to the angel before he died was "I better not fuck this up,"

Author's Note

Hey everypony it's Red hear I just wanted to let you know that this is my first chapter so feedback is accepted and half credit goes to Randomepony2003.

P.S expect longer chapters if this gets above 8 likes