The Everfree Kingdom

We enter a Royal throne room of the King and Queen of Equestria. A lone human in golden shackles was directed by a pair of unicorn guards towards the middle of the room and was pushed to the ground. Looks of horror were plastered on the young princesses’’ faces as the king and queen stared on with blank expressions.

“Prisoner, by order of the King and Queen of Equestria, have ordered for you to be banished to the center of the world for all eternity. Does the convicted have anything to say?”

“They all deserved it, you folks never treated me right and only saw a monster. Now I have evolved beyond friendship and compassion!”

The convicted was a human of about 5½‘, with tattered red and black clothing, and blood splattered all over his face. There was nothing sane about him as his face broke into a wicked grin and flipped off the ponies.

“Then we have no choice, your fate is sealed, you will spend all eternity in the deepest pits of the Earth, good-bye abomination.” The guard spoke in a monotone as the rulers charged the Elements of Harmony and blasted me. The last thing I heard were cries of the princesses as a lone tear escaped me. Now I am shackled to the core, while the kingdom flourishes above, and I rot below.

My name is Shadow, the Abomination. I’m more or less a human that somehow ended up here n Equestria and had nowhere to go. When I woke up, I was in a small forest, and wandered into a city full of colorful pony- like creatures that were human in appearance, but kept their pony traits like tails, horns, or wings. Being a giant didn’t help ease the public and being a partial carnivore only made things worse for them. I was struck as an outcast and forced to live in rags and beg. It was when the Equestrian Games occurred two weeks later and I was cheering on teams or playing some of the event with what little bits I had, until I was found by the guards. I tried to be nice, only to chained and beaten as I was brought to the Alicorn rulers, King Solaris, Raiser of the Sun, and Queen Cosmos, Raiser of the Moon.

The Royal Family pitied me and took me in, hoping the public would calm down, but even though they treated me right, I still felt the hate they all had for me being different. I was made a royal member of the family, but only suffered the torture of the maids and guards messing with me just so they could see the beast within me. I couldn’t fly or possessed super strength, but I had potential for magic. I would rather not repeat what caused me to realize the potential.

The Princesses, were very kind to me, although they were just fillies, I think their names were Celestia and Luna, I can’t really remember, being down here so long will do that to a guy. They were my only friends; they didn’t fear me and warmed up to me as soon as I met them. They always loved riding on my back before they could fly properly and my little spells that could make illusions of the galaxy or a display of the different animals on Earth. I was like their big brother, despite the obvious reasons and the King and Queen appreciated my help of watching them while they were busy.

Over the past few years, I became accustomed to life here, and was taught by the King and Queen themselves, even in magic, but the only magic that would work for me were basic spells like levitation or offensive and defensive spells. The only spells that would work was when I came upon a few books on pyro spells and created new ones, which even my pal Starswirl, couldn’t even fathom. My spells mostly came from ideas from Dark Souls, a game with awesome types of spells like Chaos Fire Storm, Fire orb, and Fire Whip. Then came the most dangerous spells of dark magic. After trying to cast a shadow ball I almost took a wing of the library out and almost broke my left arm.

My parents were worried about the darkness that might be in my heart, but my cheerful outlook on life disregarded their suspicions. The staff however, and I still don’t know how, spread rumors of being more powerful than the rulers and was planning to usurp the throne. Those ponies could only drive me so far as the darkness became unstable and I had to release it. I’m not sure if it was even me that made the decision of hurting those that made life hell for over a year and wouldn’t even stop.

At first it was out of fear of what would happen to my family, but then it became a game of cat and mouse, with me being the cat. My usual calm and collected personality became hostile, creepy, and distant. The King and Queen could see I was depressed and did everything they could do to make me happy. This is where the real games began.

I still wore the tattered clothes as a constant reminder for my crime, but they should have seen the darkness in my heart. While others laughed and insulted me, I was planning my revenge. Every pony that took the insults too far and began to beat me up were met with a cruel fate of being beaten worse than they dealt to me or turning up missing and the only clues were blood trails and ripped hooves, wings, and even horns. Even if the body was found, you were lucky if you could hold in your lunch. As more and more ponies disappeared, I was beginning to see that these ponies only saw me as a monster and were given no reason why. Now they had one.

I was caught after some pony made another insult to me while having a day out with my ‘family’. He was a pompous pony with a green coat and orange mane, with two doughnuts as cutie marks. He made crude remarks as me being a ‘pet’. I decided that he will die in his sleep. After the shop closed, I went back to find the stallion emptying the garbage and went back into the store. I crept through the back door and went up the stairs. The creak of each step as my blood boiled with my adrenaline. I jumped into the room and surprised the stallion, as I threw a rock at him and knocked him out. I grabbed my knife and cut off his horn. I was about to stab him when a scream shattered my concentration and turned to see a pink mare in a whitish-pink mane, with cupcakes as a cutie mark, see the blood drip from my knife and hands. I sighed as I made my way towards her in order to silence her, but she blasted me with a burst spell. I was blasted out the window into the street as guards rushed in to find a bloody human with a knife and horn in opposite hands.

I was brought into the dungeon as I lay motionless with only a blank expression. I don’t remember much, as my family showed up in tears as they found the killer. Their own son was the monster that they fought so hard for others to see I wasn’t bad. I was pounded with questions to find out the reason, but I only responded with ‘they should have listened better,’ and shattered their hearts that I was too far gone to even care.

“They should have learned to see the mistakes and helped me.” I mumbled as I played the final looks on my family’s face as they had no choice but to banish me for my heinous acts. I only wanted friends or at least a decent pony that would be kind, not because they have to but want to.

I chuckled as my yearning for evil became weaker, until my evil could no longer be felt holding me down. I looked over to see the chains slowly turn to ash as I could finally move again. My guess was that my banishment was to extinguish my darkness while the other ponies move on and I cool my head, so to speak. Being stuck underground had turned my skin a deathly pale, my hair went from a dark brown to completely white, and my eyes became red as my blood. These changes were because of my hate, but I guess it couldn’t be reversed after I finally calmed down and casted away my anger after God knows how many years. The shackles slowly turned to dust as I was freed from molten prison and greeted with a bright white flash as I was launched into the unknown.