(in a galaxy far, far away)
The cosmos is vast and has continued to expand since the big bang, making interstellar travel extremely difficult for most intelligent life forms, the majority of which simply remain until they destroy themselves or something else does.
The silver surfer sees worlds dying in this way on a regular basis. Even his world was going to be devoured by the world-devourer himself, but he saved it and became the Harold of Galactus. As one might assume, the work is extremely horrible because the surfer is now assisting the person who threatened his world by killing others, and after a long time, his world would die anyway, just not because of Galactus. He would occasionally return to his original world, only to be reminded that its star had exploded eons ago.
When the surfer was not warning planets about their impending doom, he was simply flying through space looking for planets or exploring. This is how he has done things for eons: look around, find a planet, and tell Galactus. It is quite boring after doing it so many times. But if he doesn't, Galactus will simply devour whatever planet he wants. At the very least, the surfer will be able to choose which planets died, allowing the weaker ones to live for a little longer.
The surfer was looking for a planet now, in fact, slowly flying by a gas giant's rings as little particles were kicked up by the movement of his board below him. The surfer could sense Galactus's patience waning from the psychic link he shared with him. Using the cosmic power imbued within him, he searched the gas giant for things that would qualify it for consumption.
"This is not going to work." The surfer started. "Death is too close." He sensed that the planet's gravity was losing its ability to support itself and would eventually simply disappear. The surfer would sigh and prepare to launch into deep space once more. He would use his power to make the board move, and they would take off from the planet.
Tiny ring fragments would fly off with him as the force of his flight carried them forward, resembling sparkling stardust as light was reflected by the parent star, creating what seemed to be a brilliant trail behind him.
The surfer was now departing the galaxy, having found nothing worthwhile in the one he was leaving behind. He prepared himself and went at light speed, rocketing through space faster than most could see.
While the board was flying, he decided to sit on it and meditate in order to expand his senses like waves of cosmic energy, which he was using in the same way that an electric eel would use electrolocation to find food, but instead of food, he was looking for planets with the energy required to sustain Galactus. which, as he was well aware, was a challenging task.
Ever the less he searched and searched, finding some promising things but nothing worth while most of the stuff would only keep him fed for a month at most, the surfer was hoping to keep him satisfied for at least a year. The surfer had had enough of this and was just going to head to one of the planets he had previously seen when he noticed something intriguing, Specifically, it was a planet that seemed to be floating in the middle of the system it was in, much like a star. its moon and star, respectively, circling it. For the first time in a long time, the surfer was excited and was left feeling very perplexed by what he saw, which seemingly defied all logic.
"what is this?" He would ask no one in particular as he sat and thought.
"I must see this planet," he said, turning towards the unknown system and flying incredibly fast.
He knew right away when he got close because the amount of pure energy in this system was incredible; it was as if he were drowning in pure power. As he got closer, he noticed a very small star very close to the planet and its moon, which was also the same size as the star. The surfer would use his power to see where this power was coming from, and he saw that it all came from the planet, the energy seemingly wrapping around the sun and moon like giant hands, giving both power and moving them in a forced orbit, It was not gravity moving the interstellar bodies; it was this energy. And upon closer inspection, the energy appeared to be coming from two different beings on the planet, both of whom were extremely powerful and rivaled him in power.
"This is a great find; too bad I have too end this beautiful place; perhaps I should explore the planet and warn the locals." The surfer would say with sadness, "This could keep him fed for years."
Several sound barriers would break as the surfer launched themselves into the planet's atmosphere, surprising him with an explosion of color since typical sonic booms are not colored normally. However, he deduced that this was caused by the energy he kept sensing here.
As he flew across the surface, he saw many things, including a castle perched on a mountainside, a massive crystal castle, a gigantic tree with a city at its base that was home to bird-like creatures, and other places, all of which he thought had their own unique beauty. However, since this job does not allow attachments, he decided it was time to warn them.
The silver surfer releases his power and grasps the energy bands surrounding him in an attempt to draw the attention of those he believes to be in charge of this planet. He sends them a telepathic message that travels through the energy bands all the way back to the energy band's source.
Now he waits.
Castle Cantourlot: Celestia's room:
It had been a long day for Celestia, beginning with Discord pranking her with magic no-color hair dye, which rendered her main completely colorless, followed by Luna being cranky, and so on. So Celestia tried to relax for at least 20 minutes in the dark; Luna tried to join in, but Celestia refused because someone had to be working, she reasoned, but Luna knew she just wanted to hog space.
Celestia, however, felt a deep pain in her horn just as she was about to relax completely. No, the pain came from her mind, soul, and even the magic field she would use to move the sun. Celestia would resist, which was fortunate because the pain quickly subsided, and Luna screamed from outside the room as if the same thing had happened to her. But as the pain subsided, something else appeared: a telepathic message in which she heard a voice she did not recognize.
It said, "This is a message to all creatures on this planet. I am the Harold of Galactus, and I am to warn you that Galactus is coming to destroy this planet and all its energy. I am sorry to say this but you will all likely die. And to the leaders of this planet, these next words are for you: I am sorry, and if you wish to meet, I will be above the castle of crystal."
To put it mildly, Celestia was startled and instantly fled the room while composing letters to every other princess. When she was out of the room, Luna yelled at Celestia in panic.
"My dear sister, what should we do? if what This voice speaks of is true were dead sister, dead!?"
"Sister, do not worry, we have the elements and we are powerful." Celestia reassured.
"No, I mean that we must launch an attack before it is too late!" stated Luna.
"What? No, they said they were his "harold" Why not try to get him to convince Galactus to stop?" Celestia said
"All right, maybe I am being a little too bold, but we need to take action if something goes wrong."
Celestia would extend a wing over her sister. "Of course, it is our duty to protect Equestria at all costs."
They would then take off to meet the Harold.
The surfer had sent a cosmic signal to tell Galactus where his meal was.
It had been about twenty minutes since he sent the message, and he was about to leave when he heard the yell.
"WHAT IS THOU DOING IN OUR KINGDOM!?" Luna yelled in her royal Cantorlot voice.
"I am only doing what I said I would do; I assume you received my message?" The surfer would ask, standing up straight on his board, in order to be respectful.
"Indeed, we have." Celestia would begin. "And we cannot let you destroy our planet."
"I am sorry, but there is nothing you can do to stop this."The surfer would say, his white eyes fixed on the princess.
"Why?" Celestia would ask.
"Because my lord has needs, I would stop him if I could, but this planet could sustain him for centuries, allowing other planets to live even longer." "I apologize, but this is your end," the surfer says. He would start to fly away until Celestia said something.
"But are you unable to persuade him to go?" Celestia would start. "Suggest to him not to come here?"
After giving her words some thought, the surfer would sigh and say, "No again, I am sorry, I have to go now." He would utter.
"No, you can't!" This time, Luna would yell less loudly. "You cannot simply tell us to come and then simply depart!"
"Yet I must. Sorry, I know how you feel. Trust me."
As he was about to leave, a magical blast would be aimed at the surfer. Celestia would yell at her to stop, but Luna would just shoot at him instead. After dodging it, the surfer would turn back to face them and say, "Go and be with your family or your people; you do not want this fight."
"Yet I must." Luna would mock him. "YOU WILL REMAIN OR FACE THE NIGHT'S WRATH!"
"If you want to fight, that is fine, but do not say I did not warn you." The surfer would say as he stood ready for any further attacks.
Luna would smile and say, "You underestimate me, intruder, get ready to meet the mistress of the night!" After saying that, she would charge a magical blast and fly straight towards him at incredible speeds. But just as she was about to shoot, he would grab her horn, power radiating from his hand as he held onto it. Luna would struggle and scream in agony.
"I do not undervalue your power; I respect it. I am simply saying that it is insufficient to prevent the inevitable." While saying this to her, while she was in his grip, he saw Celestia charging a blast of magic herself, which she would shoot right when Luna kicked him off of her with surprising force. The blast of magic raced towards him, and just as it was about to hit him, he raised one hand, causing the energy to stop in mid-air. He then moved his hand upward, causing the energy to move at the same speed as before but now into the sky.
"It is pointless, why fight me? when I was only the messenger." He would say, staring the two alicorns down with his lifless, white-glowing eyes. He would sigh. "I am leaving now, you cannot stop me." He would pause, looking for more things to say, but eventually settled on "You have two days, good luck." The surfer would leave quickly before they attempted to stop him. Luna tried to stop him, but Celestia held her back this time.
"Get back here and face me, coward!" Luna yelled.
"Luna, stop!" Celestia would say. "It is too late; we have to contact the other princesses."
Luna would roll her eyes as she flew towards the crystal empire below. Celestia would follow, her headache much worse than it had been previously.
End Chapter one
Author's Note
Good first chapter; the next thing I will post is my Brightburn story, Chapter 2.
By the way, the silver surfer just is not aware that energy is actually called magic most of the time when I say it. I call them "energy bands" because they resemble waves of energy that resemble a magnetic field or something similar. Idk I try
(Also, if I mess up something and get punished for auto posting, I did look at the story and I must have messed up somewhere if I did break any rules in terms of grammar or dialogue, so please take down the story and tell me and I will fix it, if I did anything wrong, that is.)
