Scarlet Knight

by ChiefKitsune

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Human, Original Character, Spike, Comedy, Adventure, Violence, Crossover, Sex, Twilight Sparkle, Anthro
Length: 2685

A young man finds himself thrown into world of magic where he must fight for his freedom in a war not his own. In the end he ends the war at the ultimate price or so they thought.

Evan was a simple teenage boy growing up in a rural area of Wisconsin in the USA. Well around the time of his eighteenth birthday, a wardrobe arrived at the family farm from a distant relative in Scotland. With a letter stating that this piece of furniture has been in the family for generations and is said to be magical but only to those of our family. Well late one night on a full moon when the planets had aligned right Evan tried open it as he was given the task of cleaning it. Well as he opened the door the magic activated and a portal to another world was opened pulling him in. Thus was the beginning of his adventure into a world of magic just like the ones from his favorite video games.

(A/N)

So New story for a new year? Not sure I hope this one turns out well as I have had to take a break from my writing for a while now. Last year (2022) was a very hard year as I lost my aunt and my grandmother, as well as losing my job and house in that time left me with very little motivation to write.

Published 2023-03-07 06:20:00 UTC
Last updated 2023-03-07 06:20:00 UTC

Prolouge

Author's Note

Ok so first I LIVE! And I have a new story for you all. Its been buzzing around my skull for the past month and hasn't left me alone once. Hope you enjoy.

Prolouge

Deep in the fields of rural Wisconsin in the dead of winter a young man was going about finishing the chores for the week with the cleaning of the spare room. Within this room was a lot of family trinkets and items that had been gathering dust for decades in the attic of the family farm. Evan was tasked this day with the chore of cleaning up the attic and had been at it all day. His family was a large one that was proud of its members and always saved important items to remember great accomplishments in the members' lives. Well in the back of this place of dust and cobwebs was the newest addition, a great wardrobe gifted to his grandfather by a distant cousin from back in Scotland. There was a whole legend that the thing held magic that would only work for special members of the family. As Evan made his way to the large piece of history there was a thruming in the air making it seem to shimmer in the light of the lone light bulb to shed light upon the room. The young man just put it off as dust in the air from all his dusting and moving of the items up there. As he opened the wardrobe a portal split the veil between worlds sheering the veil in such a way caused great suction into the hole in the veil pulling the surprised young man into its void before zipping closed.

Now deep in the woods of a distant country on a whole new world lay an unconscious young man named Evan. As the sunlight began to land on his closed eyelids did he stir with a groan as the last thing he remembered was cleaning the attic full of all that old stuff from pevious generations of the family and as his memory self nears the new addition of the wardrobe his memory began to grow fuzzy and distored like he was hit on the head. Opening his eyes with a hiss at the offending sun shining straight into his pale blue eyes, quickly shutting them once more as the unrepenttant sun continued to assult his eyes. But as feeling returned to him from the relam of sleep he noticed he wasn't laying on his bed or any furniture of any kind but rather the famliure sensation of the hard floor of a forest with the sticks and rocks littering it met his back.

Sitting up he puts a hand to his forehead with a moan of discomfort as the small headache blossoms into a full-blown attack on his brain. His light brown hair meets his fingers as he shuffles his hand along his forehead. "Ug what happened?" was the first thing out of his mouth as his eyes opened slowly once more to take in the woods he was now in if the sounds of birds and small critters meant anything to his ears. He was a very experienced outdoorsman having been hunting and camping since before he could remember. The sweet songs of the woods on a spring morning met his ears rather than the bitting cold that should have been there for it being the dead of winter. As his eyes adjust to the light he sees that the color green of the grass he is sitting on and the leaves of the trees tells him he is somewhere very far from his home.

Remembering those famous lines from that book and movie 'Don't Panic' in bright gold letters came to his mind he began to asses what he did know. He was in a forest in mid-spring, rather than his family farm in the middle of a harsh winter. It was the early day if the sun's position was to be trusted rather than the late night he remembers last. He's now in a clearing in this strange woods with a small creek flowing along the perimeter on the east side of the clearing filling the air with an undercurrent of the babble of water.

But soon the peaceful sounds of nature quickly began to grow quiet as the sounds of hooves on dirt began to grow louder coming from the west side of the clearing. The clanking of metal on metal could be heard as well as shouted commands to what he would guess were other soldiers. Having had experience with that commanding tone since his father and older sister were in the military. Looking towards the growing clatter of soldiers on horseback grew closer and soon enough out of the brush came the Calvery he had heard. It was a bit jarring for the young man as the soldiers on the backs of the horses were wearing a mix of leather and metal armor like those from medieval times back on earth and they were armed with weapons of similar time periods. Longbows, and swords along with a few daggers on the belts of some of the men and women.

All this took second place in his mind as first was held by the long polearms pointed at him from the leaders of the column as the barked the questions of standard for this kind of situation. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" and so on as the rest of the squad filled into the clearing the soldiers finding him to be unarmed decided to let their mounts have a drink from the stream. While their superiors figured out who the trespasser was. Soon enough the whole clearing had become a small campsite for these soldiers as a storm front began to darken the sky spooking the steeds along with the underlings as Evan was given a small meal after having answered the questions and the leaders one of whom was the Knight-Princess of the country he was now in. When a sudden crack of thunder filled the air and the darkened woods shambled out from behind the trees as the pungent smell of rotten flesh began to fill the clearing as the soldiers began to try and form a defensive position in the clearing as the woods around them filled with more and more shambling figures as the Princess called out that the witch's undead was attacking. That battle was soon going on full. Evan dodged and dived and ducking swings by the undead soldier's sword as the rest of the living fought to defend themselves and their Princess though the small squad was soon overwhelmed leaving only the leader of the knights, the princess, and Evan as the last standing against the undead. Evan was no expert in sword fighting but had wanted to try it when he was little when he found out that his family still had a castle in Scotland with dreams of being a brave knight filling his time.

Still, he was not as skilled or experienced in actual battle and it showed with the few cuts and slashes to his clothing that the undead had managed to land in their shambling attacks. The Princess and the Knight faired far better what with having actual combat experience and armor while Evan was standing with them holding a sword of one of the fallen knights.

Just as the undead began to shamble towards them from all directions a veritable flood of steel came galloping down the trail as a whole company of knights came in to rescue their commander and their princess. Evan was soon hailed as a hero if a lucky one by the nation at having stood in defense of their beloved Princess and Knight Commander against the hordes of the evil Enchantress. The Knight Commander and the Princess prised Evan for aiding in their defense without any actual training or experience in battle. They offered him a place in their guard, offering training and equipment to aid him as they felt he was something special. That their world had been blessed with to defeat these hordes of Undead rising and pillaging the country.

Soon enough Evan was trained up and equipped to fight and began to work with his new friends Knight Commander Devan and his sister Princess Joanne with the pledge to help them ride their country of this evil.

Chapter One

Two Years. That is how long it has been since Evan had arrived on the world of Altera, and took up arms against the Necromancer known as the Enchantress. Today was to be the final battle but there had been whispers that the enemy was attempting a ritual to summon an army of unkillable undead to finish the living armies off for good. So with hopes of stopping this ritual, the army rushed to the castle of the necromancer and laid siege to the fortress. The fighting was some of the worst that Evan and his two friends had seen but they along with their soldiers were determined to end this threat. But soon the army of the living had cornered the Enchantress in the ritual room where only the most willed could seem to enter. Leaving only the three friends forged on the battlefield to enter to face this blight on the land.

The fighting was fierce as the three heroes took on the necromancer and after a few, too many close calls it was down to just the Enchantress and Evan left able to fight. As Evan fought on the ritual grew in strength and seeing this he knew that soon it would be complete and they would have failed. So as the magic in the chamber reaches its zenith he tackled the necromancer into the circle and waved goodbye to his friend and love before with a flash of darkness he and the necromancer were no more. Leaving the Knight Commander and his sister the Princess to greave for his loss along with the rest of their nation after sharing his story of how he came to be in their world and saved it at the greatest price. Little did they know that that was only the end of a chapter in our young hero's life.

On another distant world of magic and fantasy, a young filly was taking her test to enter the most prestigious school for magic in the world when a burst of rainbow light filled the room with more magic than the young filly had ever felt before sending her magic into uncontrolled bursts of wild magic. Some effects of this magic were the hatching of the dragon egg that she was instructed to hatch for her exam, turning her parents into potted plants, the mediators watching her floated into the air, and being rendered unconscious by the tidal wave of magic coming from this filly.

As the chaos was noticed by the monarch of the nation be hurriedly flew to the scene but as she tapped into the magic field around the filly and dragon hatchling with the hopes to siphon it off. The whole exam room literally exploded from the force leaving behind a small crater where the filly and hatchling had been as the plants returned to normal and the professors of the school came around there was no trace of the young filly or the baby dragon. So it was on this day that the filly known as Twilight Sparkle was pronounced dead along with an unnamed baby dragon due to a magical flare. Little did anypony know or even consider that the explosion was an effect not a cause. As the pair had been teleported away by the filly's desire to get away from the pain coursing through her that ended up exploding.

It had been three weeks since Evan arrived in this new forest in a similar manner to last time save that this time he was still in his tattered and torn armor with his sword and bow at his side. But that was where the similarities ended as his body had been changed by the magic of this world it seemed into the form of one of its inhabitants. It still didn't end there though as he was no longer a human but going by the wide wings and scales and talons. The ability to breathe fire and the muzzle full of razor-sharp teeth lead him to conclude he was now an anthro dragon. And yet that still wasn't what was the biggest difference to him. It was the fact he was no longer a he at all. SHE had become a female dragoness and was in a whole new world once more. Though this time she had weapons and armor along with skills to use them and after a quick test, she could still use the magic she was able to learn in her time on Altera. Though her magic felt stronger and after another test she found she could cast far more than she was able to before.

In those three weeks, she had learned quite a bit about her new world and body. Her age appeared to be the same as before but those deep blue scales covering her body left her well-armored even while naked which she learned the hard way when bathing one day she was attacked by a pack of wolves. Though these were not the normal flesh and blood she was used to or even the smelly undead things she had to fight before. Though there was a tant of necromancy tied to them they were made of wood. Which was when she learned her clawed hands worked well as weapons and that she could breathe fire like the dragons she knew about. She even learned she could use her tail in a fight if needed. She had build a rather nice camp deep in this forest all in all. She felt proud of it even as when she had arrived that saying stuck with her of 'Don't Panic' and she got to work. As soon as she was able to move about without falling onto her ass she tried to find evidence of the necromancer she had been fighting but other than a patch of dead grass in a clearing a mile or so away that was out of place there was no other evidence that she had come with her.

So those first three weeks passed by without much of notice that was until today when Evan, she feels she will need a new name soon enough, felt a difference in the ambient magic in the forest. When suddenly to the North of her little camp there was a loud explosion that drew her attention along with the attention of many inhabitants of the forest many of whom had a taste for flesh. Quickly grabbing her sword and rushing in the direction of the noise she made her way to the epicenter. As she neared she found the usual tress seemed to be burned and charred the closer she got to the center. As she grew closer and closer to the center of this devastation she heard a shrill scream of a young girl in trouble.

Pain.

That was the first thing that registered in Tiwlight's mind as she came around. Slowly opening her eyes she was greeted by a newly made clearing in some forest. She was laying in a crater along with the newly hatched dragon with trees in splinters and burning around her little hole in the woods. Just then she heard a ground-shaking roar behind her and turned to find a Manticore had wandered closer to find out what happened to his hunting grounds. The roar had awoken the baby dragon who wailed and crawled closer to her to get away from the fierce predator when Twilight let out a scream of equal volume to the roar as she clung tight to the baby dragon.