A Random My Little Pony Fan Fiction Story 3: John's Kingdom

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A Random My Little Pony Fan Fiction Story 3: John's Kingdom

Chapter 1: John

The stars were out, nice and bright. The light from the stars illuminated onto Cantorlot, as the ponies from down below were out and about. Many were happy and were minding their own business as they were talking to each other and having smiles on their faces. They were all out partying and enjoying themselves. They were taking the night away and letting loose. Recently they had gotten a new king that went by the name of John, who had seemed to have came from out of nowhere and automatically took the throne after he had killed Celestia and somehow kept Cadence in a never ending orgy with Asian chicks and green tentacles. However no one seemed to have mind what John had did as no one had seemed to give a single fuck about it.

In fact, no pony cared about what John had did in Ponyville either where he killed most of the Mane 6. And as for Spike, he was still in the dirty white van with Robot Michael Jackson. And no pony had seemed to mind this and went about their lives as if nothing of this ever happened.

But tonight was a different night. John was a fun king unlike Celestia who was a tight up bitch. John on the other hand was a fun king. Most days the subjects didn’t pay mind to a change in who ruled over them. If anything, the laws were better and the tax code was never updated as John himself never paid any mind to this and instead was just sitting in his throne, being himself as usual.

Tonight however, a party was decided to be thrown by John himself in the castle. At least that is what the other ponies think. Regardless of who said what, the ponies were all gathered in the castle and throughout the city of Cantorlot as they all joined in. Everypony had a big, wild party to celebrate their new king John since he took the throne months ago.

Even if he was a simple Earth Pony with a light grey coat color scale and a dark colored mane, he showed promised for a better tomorrow.

There was loud music playing from all directions as ponies were in all areas of the castle. There were some fireworks that would rise up into the sky and pop every once in a while. There was booze and other concoctions everywhere as ponies did all sorts of drugs and shrooms to party the night away. Some ponies were even fornicating out in public and others would simply stand there and watch and encourage for the fucking to go on. The scene at the castle looked like Babylon. A place of great heights and of mystical attributes. It was as if nothing could get better from here on out.

And John himself made some changes, albeit not directly, as part of the ceiling that laid over the throne room was removed and destroyed. It was an open skylight and while in its design seemed rather crude, it looked beautiful on clear nights; open to the bright and shining stars from up above with a full moon looking back down. Parts of the walls were even damaged and taken down, but it only added to the decor in the room. It looks like it was some ancient ruin that still behold some beauty to its soul. The throne was even replaced. The old throne used to be made out of the finest marble along with a finely made velvet cousins. Alongside with other metals such as gold and iron, it wasn’t much to John. However instead, the old throne was replaced by a big crystal block with a little throne on top. It was something that was found randomly by the workers of the castle and to honor their new and great king, they gave John a throne worthy of his leadership.

As for John himself, he was sitting on the throne with his new wife, Luna, right by his side as he ruled over Equestria. She had even suggested to replace certain parts of the castle with even more crystal to go along with his new throne.

John had no opinion on this other than yelling, “The blue square made me do it!”

Cantorlot and even the castle itself may have been unrecognizable compared to just a month ago, but every subject in the land were happier than ever. Their new king was a legend. Celestia was nothing more than a slog and a bitch. John was a legend, a king of kings. Everything was right on this night of celebration and everypony was going crazy and letting nothing stop them from having a good time. All the while John and Luna were on their rightful places in the castle.

And as they were in their places, a random stallion dressed in a fine suit waltzed on by it with a drink in his right hoof saying with a pure and joyful smile on his face, “Nice party you have King John! This is great!”

The pony then walked off to join back with the others. It was a good night for a party and for the King to show off to his subjects that he was one of the greatest that could have ever lived. Everything was right. Everything was fine. Everything was going to be just ok for the Kingdom of Equestria with King John ruling the lands. And as John was sitting on his throne wearing his black cape symbolizing his royalty, he had the song Believe playing twenty four-seven as a symbol of John and Luna’s love for each other. It was played through the entire throne room as John sat in his chair while still being crossed eyes; the song echoed throughout the room as Luna just stared at John with hot, deep, and lustful love within her eyes.

She had enjoyed the sex that she had with John, but she also felt like she had a deep connection with John, as if they were soul mates for life. She just couldn’t get her eyes off of John.

She then decided to whisper to John in his ear with a tease, “How about we both retire for the day honey. We can get under the covers and cuddle with each other… and then I want you to make love to me like you did the night we met…”

And with that said, Luna had a big smile on her face and awaited for John’s response. John had heard it and for his response, he had slowly turned his head as cracking sounds came from his neck as he kept crossed-eyed to look at Luna.

And when he did, he said out loud to his wife, “Fatty Bitches!”

And then John slowly turned his head back to its original position slowly with the cracking sounds coming from his neck.

Luna then had a disappointing look on her face as she said, “Oh… why do you want to keep doing the same things over and over again John? Why can’t we just talk about me? I need attention… I need your love… don’t you love me John?”

John then said out loud without looking towards Luna this time, “I’m Hungry! I want Toast!”

Luna then had a little smile form upon her face and she then said softly as she gave a look towards John that showed that she trusted John, “Oh John…that’s so sweet of you to say to me. I-I don’t know what to say…I guess we can wait for another night to make love. I do have to go to the Dream Realm after all and see my dead sister’s ghost. Besides, it’s not like nothing bad is going to happen…like a giant alien ship from another universe crashing through the glass with some sort of monster in it that wants to take over Equestria.”

And for a while… nothing happened. The party went on, everypony were having the time of their lives in Cantorot and within the castle itself, and everything was just fine. And then that exactly happened as what Luna had said to John. A somewhat big sized alien space craft that was black and rectangular in shape was hurdling towards Cantorlot at high speeds and from afar it looked like a shooting star, but to the ponies in Cantorlot, it was something big.

And as the spacecraft entered the atmosphere and started to burn up on entry, the monster inside the spacecraft was a monster, but metaphorically though. Instead, he was a weird alien hybrid between an alien and a robot that was of a dark, black colored crystal. He had big, red eyes that looked like it was lifeless.

His mouth was big as a whale’s mouth as it lead to a dark and deep abyss. He stood on two legs and stood at half the height of the castle itself. His head was a bit shaped like a smooth triangle while his fingers looked like claws from a dangerous predator. And he talked in a scruffy, deep, yet raspy voice. As the ship was getting closer and closer, the party goers looked up and looked in awe.

One of them even jumped up and yelled out, “Hey everypony, it’s a shooting star! Let’s make a wish!”

But before a single pony could, it was all too late. The ship had then crashed landed no other than right next to their New ruler; King John and his throne. It had missed him by nearly a hair as it landed vertically in an upright position, but King John was unharmed. John however didn’t seem to even care, let alone even notice that a giant, oversized spacecraft just landed right next to him. No pony else were hurt either though, but everypony did take notice to the overly sized large spacecraft. Even Luna was at a gasp as she put her right hoof over her mouth, in shock that something like this had landed right in their home. Everypony started to gather around the ship as John then finally noticed and tried to look at how tall it.

It towered everypony there by fifty, if not a hundred times. But before anypony could ask a single question, the spaceship fell apart like paper as the metal plate on the ship itself busted open like it was nothing. And came out what was the alien on board. He stared at the tiny creatures before him with his mouth slightly open. He looked a little innocent on the outside, yet on the inside he was more sinister than any pony could have imagined. The strange alien then spoke out first and presented himself.

He said with a booming and commanding tone of voice while he raised his left arm upwards, “My name is Lord Chernobog. I have come from afar and beyond what you could ever possibly know. I have come seeking what you now posses and to rule over your lands as mine have been taken away from me in a great battle. I seek a crystal… ”

Lord Chernobog then looked downward a bit and stared at John as something had caught his eye.

He then said with a bit of greed in his voice while rubbing his little claws together, “And I believe I have already found it.”

Lord Chernobog then asked John while pointing at him with one of his pointy claws, “You, who are you to these little pests?”

John simply looked back but did not respond.

His wife on the other hand looked offended by this visitor's statement as she lashed back while pointing back, “I’ll have you know this is my husband! He is king of these lands and these so called pests are his subjects!”

John then responded after his wife Luna talked for him by saying, “Bitch tits are the bee’s fries on a side of July!”

Lord Chernobog rubbing his chin with his left hand as he tried to process everything in his mind.

He then said out loud to the two of them, “A king huh?”

He started to chuckle to himself while coming up with a devious thought in his mind.

He then said out loud to John and everypony else that was nearby that could hear, “Funny enough, this could not be even more perfect!”

Lord Chernobog pointed to the crystal that John was sitting on top of and explained, “The crystal that I seek holds a great power! Anyone can wield it, but only a True King can harness its full potential and to mold the lands that they rule before them however they see fit. It can create whatever the King desires! It only requires a True King to sit upon it. The only question is though... are you a True King… John?”

Lord Chernobog then looked down conspicuously towards John, looking at him like how a devil would when he wanted to trick a soul into a contract. He waited for a response from John, awaiting patiently to see what he would say. However John just continued to stare at him like a dumbfounded kid who was left all alone on the school playground. When John did not respond, Lord Chernobog grew impatient and took the dead silence as a response. Lord Chernobog then looked out to all of the ponies who was standing nearby, nervously waiting to see what their new king would do to protect them from this unknown and hideous beast.

However with no response, the subject only grew weary and thought that only the worst can come from this. Lord Chernobog knew this all too well from looking into the eyes of the small, weak, helpless creatures that he saw as peasants that were beneath him. From his past, he knew the cycle of where this was all going, and within his own mind, he couldn’t be more happier what this could lead to for himself.

He looked out to all of the subjects below and slowly jutted his arm out and swiped it across from where he stood to give motion to his point. Lord Chernobog said out loud so everypony could hear his words, “You hear that!? Do you all listen to what has been said by your king? Nothing. He has said nothing. I have given him time to respond to whether or not if he is a True King or not, and he says nothing at all! Is this what you call a king!? Is this who you serve under and bow before; at his feet!?”

Lord Chernobog looked down on King John calmly all with a disgusted look on his face. He looked like as if he was insulted and felt nothing but disgrace for John. But all John could did was look upward with his crossed eyed stare while his wife Luna held on tightly to him, fearing the worst might come from this somehow. She was worried sickly and all she could do was move her hooves and shake John’s front legs in a hastily manner.

Luna then said with a ghastly scare in her voice, “Please my dear, please! Say something! Say something to your subjects! Let them know it will all be alright! Say something to me that I know you’ll be alright! Say something so everypony will be alright! Don’t just sit there and say nothing! Please my love, please… you must say something.”

But John just sat there, staring off into dead space with no words to say. However somewhere in his mind, John knew the right words to say.

Within John’s thoughts, he was thinking to himself, ‘Apple bottom bitches fight at apples and bees with a cock up their asses.’

But John could not say this out loud. Somehow in some way, he too knew this was not the right thing to say and that this was a dire situation. But yet John could not break free from his old mine of his. He was stuck somewhere between limbo and fate; and all he could do was just sit and watch as all of his life unfolded before his very eyes. With no response from King John, Lord Chernobog had no choice but to continue forward with the said conversation.

He just stared down John and said to him, “Hmmm. How pitiful. Nothing from a king even. You’re not even a king. You’re nothing but a good for nothing, waste of life, piece of living garbage. But if your words will not stand before you and show to all that you are a true king, then perhaps your actions will.”

Lord Chernobog had a wicked, evil grin form across his face as he then faced all of the subjects before him. And as he did, he slowly raised up his right arm as it slowly transformed before everypony with shocked faces as they saw in horror right there before them.

“The crystal only works on a true king. How can you be a true king if you can't protect your own subjects!" said Lord Chernobog as he was about to hail down the ponies with a reign of fire of sorts.

His arm turned and twisted into various degrees that the ponies could not make out. However by the end of the transformation, it all finished with a pointy end aimed directly at the innocent civilians. Tension was in the air as no pony could figure out what would happen next. Some in the helpless crowd figured nothing would happen and others thought this was merely a part of a lucid dream of sorts.

But before anypony thought this was nothing to worry about and that they would move on with their lives, go to bed, and wake up the next morning, Lord Cherenobog fired. What he fired was almost like a large, thin, black crystal that was impenetrable as it flew off his arm. However like a lizard, his arm just grew back in a blink of an eye, making a copy of the weapon he held, ready to be used on another poor soul. The first one was merely a warning shot as the crystal landed somewhere in the dead middle of the ground. It had landed between a rich stallion and an uptight mare who gasped in shock when it nearly hit them and ended their little lives. But before anypony could question what had just happened, Lord Chernobog purposely let there only be three seconds of bliss to allow the subjects to gather their thoughts one last time.

Afterwards, he let all of hell loose and fired non-stop upon the poor ponies. Three crystals were shot per second, firing off like a gun over and over with no end in sight. The poor subjects started to make a run for it, trying to step on one another just so they themselves can live to see another day. For the unfortunate souls however, they got the pointy end of the deal as they were stabbed painfully and quickly when a crystal hit them. It sliced through their skin and clean through their body as they were impaled.

All those who were unlucky could do nothing but to let the sweet release of death take them; as they started to cough up pools of blood and bits of their organs fell out of their bodies. Some were old and fragile, other in their middle age and going through a crisis, and some were young kids who had so much left ahead of them in life. Regardless of who these ponies were, they were all but dead in the blink of an eye. One of the victims slowly looked towards their new king who sat upon the throne; doing nothing to stop the carnage before they took their last breath of life. As death fell upon the kingdom, Luna looked on in horror, shocked and confused as to what to do and what to make of the situation. She was a princess and an alicorn she had thought to herself. Surely she should be able to do something.

Yet none of her muscles moved. She didn't move a single inch. She became scared and not sure what to do. She then looked towards her husband, the king. John however just sat there, cross-eyed as always as he watched his newly acquainted subjects being slaughtered. He didn't say a word. But if he had said a word, it would have been 'pink fuckers with a stick on top of an ice cream sundae.' But yet despite the silence from John himself, something inspired him to move and get off his throne for once. Something in him collected the energy that he had within and took a step off the throne. As he was doing so and walked towards Lord Chernobog, Luna tried to reach out and grab a hold of John.

But she was a fraction of a second too late as she called out in fear and worry to her husband, "No John! What are you doing!? He'll kill you!"

But John didn't look back. He simply kept moving forward and walked up towards Lord Chernobog's feet as he towered like a giant before him. John got extremely close to this new foe of his as he lightly tapped Lord Chernobog's left foot as he was about to say a word to him. But before John could even let a single letter escape from his vocal cords, Lord Chernobog in a flash of lightning kicked him with only a tap of his foot and sent John flying over to the nearest wall.

As he hit the wall hard and fell on his face, Luna screamed for John's safety, "John!"

But there was nothing that she could do to stop from John getting hurt. But in a brief moment that John tried to talk to Lord Chernobog, he had intently gave his subjects a few seconds of a grace period to run for the hills as Lord Chernobog had turned his attention to John. When Lord Chernobog looked upwards, he noticed everypony scattering around, trying to hide from the terror that was unleashed that night; but this only put a smile on his face.

He said out loud to anypony who could hear him, "So... you're scattering like rats are you? Then let my new kingdom reign!"

Lord Chernobog then quickly turned himself hundred and eighty degrees and hunched his back over. From there he concentrated and let it all out. Out from his back came out a sleuth of different animals and beasts, made from the same black crystals that he was shooting at the ponies with. Familiar creatures such as a panther and a raven formed and flew off his back, but other creatures that only once cam imagine were made as well.

Horrible beasts that could come from hell itself. All of these creatures made in a short amount of time were formed out of the black crystal like material. And they were to be his new subjects as he cleaned house. Luna saw this from the throne still; as the newly formed creatures started attacking those who managed to get away from Lord Chernobog to begin with.

Luna couldn't take it anymore. The screams of pain and agony. The fire that was started and the terror of watching everypony that she used to rule alongside her sister being torn apart piece by piece by beasts who couldn't care less about a single life. She had to do something. She needed to do something. The worry and fear that she was building up inside of her turned to pure and utter rage. She quickly flapped her wings and tried to meet Lord Chernobog at his eye level. As she went to the front line, she fired up her horn and was ready to kill whoever she needed to in a fit of rage in order to make things right once again. But before she could do anything, Lord Chernobog quickly snatched her in his grasp, like a classic tale of a villain kidnapping a princess.

This was it; all was lost.

The new king was down for the count. Luna was caught and unable to break free. Everypony was screaming and running away in bloody murder. While this was merely just within the limits of Cantorlot, only Lord Chernobog could fathom how much of his new kingdom would spread throughout the lands. First it will be Cantorlot, then the nearby villages and towns, and then the whole of Equestria. And who knew what would happen next? The land of the griffins would be on the chopping block, then the hippogriffs, and then perhaps the yaks would then be next. Lord Chernobog would not stop until he had his new kingdom and all was his. He was the new profound king of these lands; not John. And he would rule with an iron fist, holding great power with nopony to challenge him and his rule.

Lord Chernobog was of course thinking perhaps there would be silence from ponies as he would genocide them all off. No one could challenge him, not even a simple Earth Pony. All of his new subjects would be of his creations and it would all be his for the taking. This was his new home now; this was Lord Chernobog's new kingdom. He stood there, looking outward and saw what his new kingdom will look like in his head as he was put into a trance. He couldn't have been more pleased.

But his parade was rained on as out in the corner of his right eye, he saw John slowly getting back up with what it had seemed to have been no effect. Lord Chernobog was not satisfied by this in the slightest. He was a small, weak, throwaway, little organism that should have been dead within the second he was hit. But yet he got back up on all fours, stood tall as the mightiest of all kings and princesses that ever roamed the lands, and looked dead straight into Lord Chernobog’s eyes. Lord Chernobog looked back and had a fire in his eyes and a burning passion as hot as the sun to kill anyone and anything that gets in his way; and in his world not even a little pony will do that.

Without hesitation he tried to aim his arm and ready for the killing blow; while holding Luna firm within his grasp as she cried out in pain and yelling for anypony to help her. Once her cries for her agony to stop hit John’s hears, he looked upon his wife, captured and afraid. This had sparked a fire inside of John too that grew an excessive amount of confidence and determination.

He saw his poor wife caught by Lord Chernobog’s grasp and immediately he held out his right forearm and yelled out in desperation, “LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEGGGGGS!”

John zoomed as fast as he could as he galloped to rescue Luna. Lord Chernobog couldn’t aim the crystal at him like how he had done to the others and figured it wouldn’t be worth the effort any more. Once John got close enough to him; he rounded up his left foot up and let all of the energy out within three seconds.

John had became hurt as he flew back from the hit and hit the hard ground. John started to show how fragile even a king could be in front of his wife Luna; who watched in horror that her dearest love was about to have his lights be snuffed out right before her eyes. Despite all of the immense pain that she was enduring from being crushed by the hand of Lord Chernobog, she worried about her lovely darling even more than her own life. Once she had seen John be kicked and maimed and fallen to the ground, she started to reach out to him. The two were farther apart then they could have ever imagined, yet in her mind, they were closer than they could have ever dreamed of being. Despite the hopelessness of the matter of reaching out, she wanted to at least try and fool herself that she did something as she was slowly dying by the hands of the unknown monstrosity’s grasp.

Tears started to flow from her eyes as she yelled back as John fell dead center in front of Lord Chernobog, ready to be slaughtered once and for all, “John!”

But there was nothing she could do once again. And with John weaker than he was before as he remained perfectly still and cross eyed; sitting in place and ready for the pickings, Lord Chernobog had a little evil smirk form on his face.

He had his target in his sight this time as he wasn’t going to let him escape what should have been death the last time. The dark creature readied his arm and pointed directly at the dead center that was John as he sat there like a bump on a log. And without a single word, he was about to fire. It was all over for the poor, young king. Lord Chernobog had won and was about to end it all in a flash.

In a blink of an eye a voice called out what seemed like it was from the heavens and what laid upon the ears of Luna.

A mysterious figure who showed out of nowhere as he traveled on a trail of ice before and ahead of him as he yelled out in a confident yet heroic tone of voice, “Not so fast Chernobog!”

As fast he made the trail of ice, he soon picked up John with both of his arms. He was a human that was taller than John no less or at least he appeared to be one, but to these ponies, these were creatures they have never laid eyes on before. The origins of where a human came from did not cross their mind however, but rather the surprise of their quick visit.

The human who had snatched John up in a flash was sporting a fine blue garment of fine satin and silk along with a short, light blue mantle. His black, leather boots kept his feet warm from his own cold while sporting a royal, encrusted sword that looked like it was made from the gods that held by his side. This mysterious human picked John up and slid across the trail in a flash and moved far away from Lord Chernobog and going to the edge of the exit to the castle.

As this mysteries human who picked up John moved into safety, another popped up and moved forward towards Lord Chernobog in a fit of rage and a burning soul for revenge. This human fitted a red sleeveless jacket and a bed of hair that was short yet spiky to the eyes. His muscles were flexed and his shoulders put back; showing confidence in himself and prepared for anything that came his way. He also carried a sword made from silver and fire on his left hip. As this human walked towards Lord Chernobog, his started to burn up and form a small, yet dangerous flames in his hands, heating up as the seconds drew on. Lord Chernobog looked at him as if he had recognized him. However he didn't want to say a word as he was being bombarded by a surprise attack by these humans.

This human with a flame in his soul spoke out with hatred in his voice that sounded deep and crude, "Hey! You think you could just walk away!? I wasn't done with you!? It's time for a rematch Chernobog!"

This human stopped only a merely twenty one feet away from Lord Chernobog, planting himself firmly on the ground and raising the temperature in his hands.

Lord Chernobog said while giving a slide glance at this human, "So. You survived after all? Then it looks like this time I'll just have to finish what I started."

Lord Chernobog rose his left arm up, readying his black crystal to attack once more. However, despite the odds stacked against this mysterious human of fire, he stood his position and was ready to face his enemy; even if it meant certain death.

He gritted his teeth, put his fist up while charging his powers inside of him, and gave the look that only those who have seen death can give. No one said a word to each other and only performed their appropriate action. As Lord Chernobog fired a sharp and deadly black crystal towards this human, the fire human was ready to burst his flames of destruction when suddenly a wall of rock and dirt rose between the two of them; capturing the black crystal. Both were shocked by this with Lord Chernobog being confused.

Yet the fire human knew exactly what this was and was annoyed. He turned his head with a look of being irked and saw a woman standing behind him. She had blonde colored hair in a ponytail kind of fashion. She wore brown and dirt colored clothing with gloves all covered with a dark colored cape. And to her back, she carried a bow and some arrows; made to pierce almost anything in its path. She stood there with both of her arms raised up, struggling as if she was giving it her all to hold up the wall. Dirt and sweat were covering her face as she too looked upset towards the fire human.

She said as she was breathing heavily, trying to catch her breath, "Will you just move already! You're going to get yourself killed! And I'm not letting anyone die again!"

The fire human just looked like he wanted to strangle her out of frustration as he stood there, staring at her.

However the mysterious woman wasn't having any of it as she yelled out, "Move it you hot head!"

The fire human didn't want to move and looked as if he was about to argue with her. This was quickly prevented as another human near the human with ice and John was standing nearby the exit. He had a normal head of hair that was brown, dressed with a medieval shirt that was of light color, and wore a cape just like the woman had on, but it was of a brighter tone. He looked timid and scared and didn't weigh very much. His muscles were small and his overall stature looked helpless in a fight.

He yelled out in concern to the others in danger in a weak, yet kind sounding voice, "I think we need to get out of here already! We don't have a lot of time!"

The two mysterious humans of earth and fire looked back, almost as if they too were annoyed by him. In a surprise twist of fate however, Lord Chernobog used all of his might and tore down the wall of earth before him in one single swing with his left arm. Once all of the rock and dirt came crumbling apart by the seams, he was ready to kill any living thing that he saw with his hands as he groaned very loudly. The two near him looked up and started to have a look of fear strike their hearts.

He then screamed out for all to hear while raising his arms up, "Enough of this foolishness! I'm putting an end to this little playtime!"

As Lord Chernobog was about attack the others, Lord Chernobog was suddenly pushed backwards with a burst of a gunshot to his face. This was no ordinary gunshot however. It was from a powerful shotgun with every bullet being on fire. A type of fire that could only be found in the deepest dark depths of hell.

With this only merely distracting Lord Chernobog as he tried to recover from the small shot, the earth girl and fire boy looked upwards to the hole in the ceiling and saw a man in a black suit. He was covered from head to toe. He sported a black cape and his helmet looked very distinct. His suit was all black and covered in darkness with a hint of a hell-ish red mixed in. He was holding a gun that looked like it came from a place of an unknown origin, a shotgun no less. and on his back he carried a sword made from the strongest of steel.

The fire human looked at him with an irked tone of voice, "What took you so long?"

The man in the suit looked downwards and said to all of them with a low, raspy gruff sounding voice, "Just shut up and get moving already!"

The earth and fire human looked at Lord Chernobog who was hunched over, covering his face with his right hand, trying to get a hold of himself while still holding Luna who was still in great distress. The two humans looked at each other, both nodded in silence, and made a run for it. As soon as they caught up with the other two and John, they all made a run for it. The man in the suit took one last look at Lord Chernobog in silence. He turned around after a moment, jumped from the building, and caught up with the others and made a run for the hills. They all fled to a spot of safety and made an effort to be far, far away from Lord Chernobog. As they fled, John was being carried away by the ice human and looked back over his shoulders.

He saw his dear Luna being left behind as he reached out his right forearm and yelled out in pain despite still holding his usual look of his crossed eyes, “LEGGGGGGGGGS!”

Luna heard his cry for her as she yelled back while trying to reach for him herself, “Joooohhhhnnn!”

After a minute of two of recovering, Lord Chernobog looked to where the humans just were at not long ago, and simply grunted in dissatisfaction. He turned around and sat on what used to be John's throne.

Once Lord Chernobog sat on the big crystal, he groaned and said out loud as if the humans were still there, "Run. But I have already won. This land of these small little helpless creatures is now mine. This is my new kingdom. And I have all the power that I will ever need. The night shall be forever eternal!"

The crystal beneath him started to light up, glowing proving who Lord Chernobog was below his hard shell.

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