A Nightmare In Equestria

Shall we?

Over the ages that I've been here, I've 1) Invaded a country, 2) Claimed myself ruler over Celestia and Luna, 3) Attacked royalty, 4) Raped at least three ponies, 5) Ordered the execution of a few ponies, and 6).

6): I've spread panic and sorrow in a land of peaceful ponies thought to be make believe.

They had me bound in ropes and chains that they had been secretly forging for just this moment.

Humans had strange powers in Equestria, as magic barely affected them, but metal...Solid objects acted just like they did back home.

I looked the Royal Guard in the eye the whole time with a smirk as he escorted me to my doom.

Which just so happened to be held in the beautiful gardens of Canterlot.

Kind of fitting, I suppose; the overthrow and execution to be held in a peaceful and beautiful place to mark the change, eh?

Symbolism is a thing not lost on me.

"Foxi Shandris!" Celestia boomed, doing her best to control her temper and fear.

I never gave them my real name, but it wouldn't have made a difference.

"For your crimes against the crown and Equestria, Assault on Royalty, four counts of rape, releasing Discord, and ordering the death of eleven innocent ponies,-"

"No one is innocent, Celestia."

My comment was met with a glare as she continued.

"We, the ponies of Equestria, hereby sentence you to death!"

A chorus of hooves stomped their approval as I was led to the chopping block.

I smiled at the crowd before I was forced to my knees and had my neck placed above it.

And that's when the reality of what I had done set in.

I stepped foot in a world we all wanted to go to, but I let my thoughts consume me.

I became power hungry and violent, letting my mind believe me that all those FimFics I had read were true in some way or another.

But I did not cry.

I just kept smiling...

"Axe pony, is your axe sharp?" Princess Celestia asked.

This was only too perfect.

“Yes, your majesty.” said the earth pony from under his black hood.

"How many swings will it take?" she inquired.

It was an uncanny coincidence.

"Just one, your majesty; quick and merciful."

"Tis a shame..." Princess Celestia muttered to herself.

I waited for my cue.

"Any last words? They'll be taken into record."

I smiled like a child in a candy store.

"Just two; I'm sure your sister will remember them.  That is, if the whole thing were actually true...Regardless," I said, letting my demeanor match hers as I repeated the words she had stuttered on so long ago:  “V… Vivas… Noctus.”

The effect was lost on them, which wasn't surprising at all since that story never was true.

They went on like I had said nothing at all.

And as I saw their crowded faces staring at me, all twisted in fear and rage, I did not cry.

I did not feel fear.

I simply smiled, because this all would have made an incredible story...Had anyone been around to write it.

"Swing." the princess ordered.

And the axe fell...