On top of a large mountain around the edge of Ponyville, a hand stuck out of a cave pressing it rough surface of the stone that form his home. The feeling of the outside cool breeze blows through his body. There he slowly stood, his legs weak from the solitude of being within the confines of this prison with no food, no water wobble and shake, but somehow, he had the strength to stand, with some help. A stallion with a a gray mane, who might be an Earth pony. Unable to tell, since he wore a hat that covered most of his head.

He wore long pants, completely damaged, with several holes in it leggings, his t-shirt had large scratch marks and his jumper half burn off.

He wore a golden locket around his neck, and a brown fedora covering his completely gray and white mane which reach down his towards his neck. Shaking and wobbling he walked down the mountain taking a path that leads to the town below.

The ponies in this town looked the old man walking through the town, letting out a cough. Some whisper wondering if he been into a fight? Or was he was hiking and got lost for several days.A pink earth pony mare with a puffy mane and tail stepped up to him, giving him a kind smile. The grey eyes of this pony stared at her. She wore a white and blue striped skirt that drop towards her thighs.

"Hi there, I'm Pinkie Pie, who are you, and can I help you?" She asked, the stallion gave a smile.

"Yes, mind telling me where I can get a new set of clothes?" He asked, in a raspy voice, coughing in his hand.

"The Carousel Boutique, it just across the street." Pinkie answered, pointing to the two story multi-colour light pink, dark pink and blue building with the second half being that of a carousel. The stallion gave her a nod.

"Thank you, Miss Pinkie Pie, I shall remember what you did for me today." He said, before walking away weakly.

The bell rung when the stallion opens the door. The main showing room was empty for the most part. There were a couple of pony quinns on both sides both adour dresses fitting for a upcoming party, on the right was a showing stage with three mirrors one in the center, another to it left, and one more to it right. There were also two other stages that holds only one mirror.

Chilly Wind, a pegasus mare with a pure white mane with pink stripes, a light blue coat and eyes that are blue like the ocean gave a smile to the stallion. She wore a white short sleeve business shirt with a tight black mini skirt that reach toward her thighs

"May I help you sir?" Chilly Wind asked.

"Yes, I was wondering if I could get a new set of clothes. The ones that I have are. . .” The stallion looks down at the rags that cling to his frail body. “A little torn and worst to wear after so many years." He said, Chilly Wind, gave him a kind smile.

"Well, that's great. Can I get a name and I'll get Rarity to make you a new suit?” Chilly asked, the stallion shook his head.

"My name is Looker, and there's no need for a suit or tie. For my line of work, I will just take whatever you have lying around." He said, Chilly just blinked.

"Okay, Mister Looker."

"Just Looker, no Mister or Sir." Looker said, Chilly nodded and slowly backing away from the stallion. Something was wrong with him Chilly can feel it. He was giving of a cold, no freezing vibe.

Looker grab a hold his locket in his frail right hand. He closed his eyes in pain, memories, the voices all flooded his head, A cough and wheeze pass though his lips.

"Why are you keep giving me trouble?" He said, to his locket. "Why, do you keep fighting?" The voices only grow louder, and louder.

"Umm... Mister why are you talking to your umm .... locket?" A girly voice asked him silencing the voices in his head. Looker turn to see a pair of light green eyes was looking at him.

There stood a girl in front of him, wearing a bow tie in her grayish mulberry with pale, light pink and dark purple coloured mane. She is wearing a long bright pink short sleeve jacket that reach down to her knees, with a striped top of the colours pink and white with a long bright yellow skirt.

"Never mind, young one. It's complicated." Looker said, Sweetie Belle just raised her eyebrow.

"Right, okay Mister have fun talking to yourself." Sweetie said, skipping away, Looker couldn't help but let out a small chuckle. ‘The youth has change.’

Looker turn around again, seeing Chilly Wind's boss, coming out of the double swinging doors he guesses was her workshop. The unicorn known by Rarity. The unicorn mare her coat colour is white like snow while her mane is the colour dark shade of purple. The unicorn’s mane and tail curled. She wore a long black skirt and a blue top that hugged her body well, her clothes showed off her curves and her hugged her G-Cup breast size.

The unicorn gasp upon seeing the stallion. The ragged messy mane, the torn clothes, oh the clothes. The sight alone was enough almost make her faint. “My word Darling. What happen? You look horrible.”

The stallion only shakes his head. “It’s complicated.” The stallion answers.

“Well don’t worry about it darling, after I’m finished with you’ll . . ..” Rarity look up and down at the stallion. He had no muscles to speak of, in fact she’s pretty sure that the stallion was as frail as the breezes. From the looks of it, he hasn’t eaten in weeks, or years considering his rib cages was showing. “you’ll as good as new.” She smiles.

Looker only glared at the white mare. A shiver came down Rarity’s spine. Something about the stallion standing before was off. Very off. Looker only nodded.

Looker stood in the changing room, putting on clothing after clothing. The alabaster mare suggested. He only looked at the mirror his eyes turning to himself and the clothes he wore. Some was hip and in style for stallions, while others were refirm or in Rarity case regal.

After two painstaking hours of picking out clothing, despite the preludes of the unicorn to customize his choices to his liking. Looker like the light gray button t-shirt, the long brown trench coat and a pair of blue jeans. He stared at himself in the mirror, staring at himself a few minutes before nodding in approval.

Walking out of the changing room, the alabaster mare raises a brow. “Mister Looker is it?”

“Just Looker, no need for formalities.”

“Right Looker the golden cotton shirt and matching jeans go well with you, eh coat and mane.”

“I’m sorry Rarity, but I rather not be flashy.”

“Oh? But I must” Before she could speak the stallion place a finger against her lips. Upon touching the lips Rarity eyes shank in to pin needles. Something wasn’t right. What was that she felt, dread, horror. It felt like she living a horrible nightmare and every time she blinks the nightmare only got worse. Upon letting go she felt her knees tremble. Her breath heavy. She wanted to cry.

But couldn’t.

“It’s fine. I don’t need, nor do I want to look. . .stylish.” He said in his raspy voice which seems colder in the alabaster mare’s ear. The frail stallion reaches into his hat and pull out a bag of bits, then handed Rarity.

Rarity didn’t know what to do at first. One on end she was sacred out of mind. The instincts which cry out to her just told her one thing. One that was in every prays mind when face with a predator.

Run.

Find her sister, her parents and anypony she cheers and run. Don’t look back.

But she didn’t.

She reaches out shakenly taking the bag of bits from the stallion. When she accepted the payment the stallion turns and walked out of the clothing shop leaving a scared mare behind with her assistant coming out of the back room wondering what happen and why was her boss look like she seen a ghost?

Rarity fail to see that like Fizzlepop, he also had a broken horn. With four cracks to the side.

Looker place his hat back on, covering his horn once again. The stallion gray colour eyes scan the streets, Ponies ranging from earth ponies, pegasus, and unicorns. Slowly yet still weekly he walked with no destination in mind. Soon he wanders into a dark alleyway. Looker pressed his right hand against the wall, moving it in a large circle, creating a blue portal with just his hand alone. He noticed his hand slightly shaking at the pain it caused, letting out a deep breath.

“D-D-Damn not again.” He whispers before entering the portal.

The city of Manehattan was a marvel of beauty, and engineering feet. Building would rise as tall as mountains. Screens in front of a few buildings would light up, flashing a photo of the latest fashion, food, and events. Manehattan was dub the city that never sleeps, since ponies was always on the move twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. It was also Princess Luna’s favorite city to visit beside Ponyville, because of the reputations it has, despite most of the ponies being rude.However, like all things in existing the city has a dark side. At night was a dangerous place to be in centred areas.

Thieves, rapist, drug dealers, drug addicts and gang bangers ran through the streets like cockroaches and called the large city their home, taking, killing anything they want. Every night, there was at least over twenty-five homicides in various parts of the massive city. In fact, if one watches the news, or read it there was a page of something horrible happen inside the city with the local authorities doing everything in their power to keep ponies safe.

A gang that called themselves Flametalon, held a frighten cream colour earth pony mare with a light blue mane with a cyan strike against the wall, with a cold knife against her neck. There were five tall stallions there, two are pegasi, one is a Unicorn and the last two are earth ponies. Each of them was wearing different inner layers with different part of jeans. But all of them had the same type of jacket. It was a black leather bomber jacket with a par of talons engulf in flames.

"Yeah, I bet you're really tight. I bet a slut like you never felt a real cock before?" The unicorn asked, he is the one holding the mare by the brick wall with a knife close to her neck.

All the mare did was let out a quiet muffled, having her mouth cover by a gag since the gang didn’t want her to alet any passer byers. The unicorn was about to rip the layers of clothing that hid her naked body, when a loud coughing causing the Flametalon's to turn and see an old stallion standing in the dead end.

"Yo, beat it old man. We're having some precious time with my girlfriend." The unicorn said, Looker dusted himself off, and stared at the ponies with one in tears.

"Time really has change. . .That's no way to treat a lady and no way to treat your elders." Looker said, the unicorn rolled his eyes, giving a nod to one of the earth ponies.

The tallest stallion a earth pony pulled out a 9mm pistol aim it at the old stallion and fire. The bullet flew straight into Looker in the head hitting him. The old stallion fell to the hard ground, dead and bleeding from the gunshot. The mare let out another loud muffled scream at the site of a dead pony. The gang laugh not know the horrors that will come.

The bullet in Looker's head slowly pushed itself out, and his head began to heal.

Looker blinked his eyes a couple of times, knowing that he's alive again. Looker stood up then glared at the guy who shot him, who he and the others had their backs turn, busy ripping away at the mare’s clothing. Looker being slightly annoyed at the fact of him dying again, all while a mare was moments away of being raped.

He slowly stood back up, his eyes flaring red of the rage inside him building, Looker heard a soft voice ringing through his ears. He gave a small smile.

“Ahh what in the hell?” The tallest earth pony stallion eyes widen in pain, feeling a large hole where his heart use to be.

Looker stood there his hand cover in a grey aura, watch as the stallion fall to the ground, he stone cold eyes glared the gang.

"Those who I deem unworthy, don't deserve to roam the realm of life."

Looker open the palm of his hand; the aura stretches out making a large spear. He spun the spear a few times in the air. He then brought it down, it blade pointing to the ground. There was a silence that filled the air. The unicorn let go of the mare and when he did, he head suddenly met the ground, with his body still standing. Blood then gust out of the incantated pony’s body covering the three others stallions and the mare. She began to scream as loud as she could only with his voice being muffle.

Before any of the gang members could react, Looker away close the gap, and swing the blade end of his magical spar cut one of the pegasus in half, then grabbed the other earth pony stallion by his neck. His makeshift weapon disappears.

Looker's finger pressed against his chess, and udder one phase. “Prohibere” the stallion found it hard to breath, feeling his heart stop beating. Looker turn to the last gang member, who was shaking in fear.

"Boo." Looker said, causing him to run away in fear.

Looker fell to the ground, knowing that his heart beat began to slow down. “I-I-I might have use too much.” He said to himself, but then noticed Coco Pommel standing in front of him, holding out her hand. The mare helped up her fallen stallion, Looker couldn't help, but cough out some blood in his hand.

"How are you alive?" The mare asked, Looker let out a dry chuckle.

"That's the million-bit question, it's a curse. Forever immortal, soon all I'll be is just a flow of magic. My body is dying, but even without it, I'll forever live on since my soul is bound to this world." Looker said, his hand shaking out of control.

"How long?" The mare couldn't help but ask him.

Looker tapped his chin. "Last time I checked, I’m around the ten-thousand-year mark, I know I spent a few thousand years living my life and the others on top a mountain." Looker said, it was surprising for the mare to learn about his age.

The mare gave him a hug, Looker just had a confused expression on his face, staring down at the earth pony mare. He just wanted the hug to end, but couldn’t pull apart, he knew there was something there, but couldn’t feel it.

It was all blinked to him.

The mare quickly broke the hug and moved her right index finger in a small circle on the ground with a bright red blush on her face.

"Sorry about that, thank you for saving me." The mare said, before she bolt back into her apartment. Before she leaves she turn around toward the stallion. “I would like to know the name of my hero?” The mare asked.

“Looker.” He said with a sigh.

The mare smiles. “Coco Pommel.” She then turns and ran into the building, leaving the old stallion alone.

Looker hung his head low, staring at the ground while he walks through the lonely streets of Manehattan, the bright light and loud sounds, made him almost blind and deaf. Loud ponies speeding past drunk on booze, Looker stood alone, not believing how much has changed since he has been gone. Pushing right past the eldest pony in Equestria.

Most call him gramps or just old man. He held his locket in his right hand, glad that he could see the memories again. Before everything became black.

When Looker awoke a few minutes later with a searing pain in the back of his head. He saw Flametalon logo and many different stallions, most were earth ponies with a few unicorns and three pegasi. Looker just blinked, trying to move his hands but couldn’t. He soon notices that he was tied down to a wooden chair, he kept his deadpan expression.

‘No magic restraining spell huh? I don’t know if there’re fools or idiots, I might as well play along’

The dragon leader with who stood about seven feet, His scales was a smoky grey with a lighter grey under belly He was wearing his only his gang black leather jacket and some black jeans. He breath down black smoke at the elder pony. Looker coughed at the smoke.

"I am Lord Tigi! The leader of the Flametalon!" He roared out, causing the other around to scream out.

Looker just stared at the dragon, he wasn’t even shocked by the large dragon standing in front of him. He had taken down bigger creatures them this fire breathing lizard. It was an insult that he was capture like this.

‘Great. I can’t believe that Electra and Seer was right…’

Looker just sigh, Lord Tigi is still riding on the cheers of his followers. The cheers did die down when the dragon lifted his claw, ordering everyone to quiet down.

“Who are you, messing with my gang?’ Lord Tigi asked, growling at Looker.

“Looker.” He answered coldly, Lord Tigi raise a brow. Held tales that there were only a few creatures in the world who would stare down a dragon, and not finch, nor show fear. One of them being a alicorn princess. But then something happens.

The dragon wasn’t sure but he wasn’t in the same room with the old stallion, or his gang, in fact he wasn’t sure where he was. The only thing he knew was that he was in a dark room. No light nothing, just him by himself. Just then his body begin to get hotter. He didn’t notice at first seeing dragons are immune to heat.

However, the longer he stood there the hotter his body become. Soon the area around him burst into flames. The reddish orange glowing warmth dance around the dragon. “Ha you think this fire would scared me?” He yells to on one. “New flash douchebag. I’m a dragon, we can’t be harm by….”

Suddenly he heard screams he hasn’t heard of in some time. Soon more screams begin to echo as a rush of pain, sadness, fear and depression filled every fibber in his body.

The ones he tormented.

The flames showed ponies ether being beating up for their money, territory, and power. They scream echo in the drake's ear. They pain wash over his body like a waterfall.

The ones he violated.

Soon the flames showed him all the mares, griffins, and some dragons he rapes over the years. There screams, moans, and cries begging the dragon to stop was music to his ears. He would slam his cock in to which ever hole he please.

A new sensation wash over the dragon body. It felt wrong.

He felt dirty.

And no matter how much he washes his body he’ll still remember the filth that was inside.

The ones he killed.

The once reddish orange flames that dance around the dragon turn black. Screams of the victims filled the air. The dread and loss of his victims was enough for the dragon the scream as well. What was once a music of pleasure for him now his own hell. He wanted the screams to end. He covers his ears.

Nothing.

He tried to rip out his own ear fins. Blood running down the sides of his face landed on the shoulder.

The screams of pain and agony continue.

The dragon wanted to end.

The large dragon didn’t know what to think or even say, or even do? the unicorn was tied up in a wooden chair. His followers were just confused on why their big bad leader wasn’t even doing anything.

“What was that?” He asked

Looker gave a smirk, burning through the rope freeing his arms.

“Pain, death, but a dragon mind isn’t hard to break, just find the weak points and turn all the pain you done to others and make you feel it. It someone an old friend once taught me the hard way…”

“But, I do remember you, I killed your parents. Right? It’s been so long and it’s hard to keep track of everyone I killed. The only ones I do remember are all the Alicorns. Since I can see my work in the sky. Every single night.” Looker said, freeing himself from the ropes.

He shakes his right leg, kicking away the chair, making it break the wall. He had his arms folded, Lord Tigi growl deeply at him at him. Despite the dragon towering over the unicorn, he took a step back.

‘W-W-What is this I’m feeling? Am I afraid? No, it can’t be. I’m Lord Tigi, the strongest dragon alive. I can’t be afraid of this weak old man especially if he’s a pony.”

“Y-You think you scare me! I’m Lord Tigi! The strongest dragon in the WORLD!” His voice trembles a sign that didn’t go unnoticed to his gang

“Yes, but you’re not Dragon Lord. Last time I was allowed in Equestria, Emerald was Dragon Lord. Please tell me that she isn’t, I’m sure that she still enraged that I wasn’t at the wedding since I was the groom.”

The stallion chuckles. “But if you are the strongest then tell me, why aren't you the Dragon Lord? I know you participate in the Gauntlet of Fire? Or were you so weak that you lost to another dragon?”

It wasn’t a go idea to enrage a dragon. Ever creature knew this. That was what he was taught ten thousand years ago. And here this old stallion, older then Celestia and Luna combine pissing off a dragon.

Lord Tigi now enrage let out a stream of grey fire at the unicorn, Looker let out a yawn. He held out his right hand, which form a rune big enough to block the flame. The heat of said flame was so intense, that many of the gang member took a couple of steps back.

The smoke lifted with Looker standing there, his palm open and without a scratch. He begins dust himself off from. He gave a cocky smirk and raised eyebrow, letting out a dry chuckle.

“Is that the best you got? Please, A baby dragon who is trying out magic for the first time produce stronger flames then you. Looker said, causing Lord Tigi to roar with enough force to shake serval building. From there foundation.

“You done?” Looker asked.

“KILL HIM!! KILL HIM, KILL HIM, KILL HIM!” Lord Tigi shouted, the ponies under his orders all glared at the unicorn. Hearing their bosses orders all the members begin to rush at the elder unicorn.

Looker just let out a small sigh, he held his locket, giving a nod.

“I’m sorry Amber, but I’m going to hurt some creatures.”

Looker crack his neck, moving his shoulders in a circle motion. Despite him being old, starving, and thirsty, he was ready for action.

Lord Tigi looked around to his followers. All sixty of them ether lay dead with their limbs and organs remove or past out after a hard hit from the old stallion.Tigi didn’t get it at all. The stallion was weak, frail, he didn’t have meat in his bones and from the looks of it he could collapse any moment. Yet he still manages to held his own, forge weapons from his magic and use them like an expert and use spells that was on par of the five princesses.

Looker moved with a pain expression on his face. He wasn’t hurt in fact none of the members really haven’t touch him. In his hand a sword he forges with out of his own aura drag along the floor. The sound echo throughout the building.

Scared Tigi slowly claw away from the old stallion fear sleeting into his face

“How dare you, using your magic. It’s unmatched by anyone!”

Lord Tigi cried out, Looker chuckled.

“Said the dragon with serval unicorn’s friends trying to blast me with their little spells. But if you must know, that’s wasn’t magic I was using, that was cheap parlour tricks.” The stallion sighed and he then turn around, then began to walk off.

Tigi only watch scared and confused. In his mind he wanted to attack the stallion. Looker flick his whist making the blade he held disappear. Before he could speak the sight of the stallion slanted in a uneven. The dragon head spit into the landing on the ground. The blood that flow quickly made a pool.

Taking a singer step toward the outside the stallion finally collapse “Figure this would happen again...” His face hit face first on the concrete ground below with a thud. Looker he knew his time was coming to an end once again.Finally, he closed his eyes the last thing he heard was a voice that he forgotten.

You’ll never find peace.

Author's Note

Before I begin, I'll like to thank Co-Author; Crisis Novastar for deciding to be my co-author for this story, who join around when chapter two was close to being finished in the editing stage. From this chapter and maybe until the end, I have bad luck with co-authors, it will ne a parnter ship, so do check out his work and his page.

Hello Looker, if you are all wondering who the heck this unicorn is, he's was my first O.C that I have to keep working on since he was a bit of a Gary Sue when I first made him, he still like that, but well he's an immortal being meaning that he wasn't born with all this power, he worked for it.

Fun fact, Looker was going to be the main villain for In A Different World With My Smartphone, but that story got cancelled and his storyline form this idea. I'm going to try and make him like old man Wolverine where he's far too old to care about anything anymore, but you know that he can still kick your ass.