“Let’s pony up!” Rainbow Dash shouted. She, Fluttershy, AppleJack, Rarity, Twilight, and Pinkie Pie then transformed into their pony forms.

Adagio, Aria, and Sonata activated their gems to take on their Dazzling forms.

The Rainbooms all held hands and combined their magic for a rainbow blast that struck Killian dead on. When the smoke settled and the light faded, Killian stood in a crater of glassed Earth completely unharmed.

Killian then simply brushed away some dust from his shoulder. “Pathetic.”

Killian then fired blue laser beams from his eyes, turning his head from right to left. Everyone jumped out of the way to avoid the blast. Killian then fired a blast of red energy from his chest. Everyone again moved out of the way, just barely avoiding the second blast.

Killian morphed his fists into cylinders of pure Adamantine. With lighting quick speed, he then ran over to each of the girls and Timber, hitting him with a massive punch.

The girls were sent flying and fell to the ground. Timber was thrown back all the way to the parking lot. He coughed up blood as all of his ribs had been shattered.

The girls all slowly rose to their feet. They were bruised and bloodied.

“Okay…we may have underestimated this guy.” Rainbow Dash said.

Killian stood next to the anti-magic bomb and crossed his arms. “Why do you even bother fighting?” He asked.

“You killed our friends!” AppleJack shouted.

“From what I learned from the one named Sunset, she was your only true friend. You barely kept in contact with the others. If you did, you would have been around them constantly like you are with your little group to protect them. But instead you just kept them at a distance while you minded your own business.”

“You cold hearted bastard! You have no right to take people’s lives!” Twilight raged.

“Why? Because you knew them? Because you only met them a handful of times? Thousands of people die every day, and that’s just on your world. Death is inevitable. One day time will run out for all of us. Who’s to say that my actions are not coinciding with people’s life spans coming to an end?”

“You can’t decide whether people live or die! You’re not a god!” Rarity yelled.

“Isn’t that the pot calling the kettle black. You all wield magic. You have the power to do anything. YOU are gods. You could easily use your powers to fix everything wrong in the world. But instead you waste it on teenage hijinks. You are no better than the magic users of my world who abused their power and created a dystopia.”

Everyone paused for a moment. What Killian had just said struck them like a lightning bolt. They did not want to admit it, but he had a point. They have ultimate power. Sure, they used it for good a few times, like when someone became corrupted with magic or the time they saved everyone on the spring break boat. But the majority of the time they either ignored their powers or used them in situations where they were not necessary. Were they really selfish for not using their powers to help the world?

Author's Note

Being the villain is not a simple black or white scenario