Darth Vader: Rage Against The Machine! [An Equestria Girls Tragihorror Story.]

by Roberto The Stormtrooper

Rating: teen
Tags: Gore, Dark, Death, Sad, Fluttershy (EqG), Other, Equestria Girls, Rainbow Dash (EqG), Horror, Violence, Crossover, DJ P0N-3, Main 7 (EqG), Star Wars
Length: 1349

Two heroic lovers of CHS fame come across an interdimensonal creature, 7 foot tall, black armoured and......currently eating the remains of something odd....the two girls must make the safest choice here, less the tainted rage consumes them too..

One night outside of Canterlot High School after its closure for Halloween in the year 2019, Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash, a long time established couple and members of the Rainbooms band and guardians of friendship on earth, were on their way to a Halloween party for their shared girlfriend, Vinyl Scratch, during an evening stroll through the dimly lit city.

Their whimsically peaceful evening stroll comes to an abrupt halt upon hearing distant.....ripping of flesh and the crunching of bone, and unknown to them, the two girls would soon come face to face with the undead manifestation of tragedy, pain, and hell itself, mistaking the large creature to be a wild feeding animal...

And boy, are they so wrong!

Story takes inspiration from concepts from my own vision alongside direct influences from the 28 Days Later film in it's depiction of infected, and also based on the Flutter/Dash pairing which I feel is very appropriate for this character in context.

Published 2025-02-09 20:10:00 UTC
Last updated 2025-02-09 20:10:00 UTC

Introduction

In a Galaxy Far Far Away.......

Just only a few hours long after the final destruction of the Death Star Battle Station, the demise of Emperor Palpatine at the very hands of the late and redeemed Anakin Skywalker, and the now systematic crumbling of the once fanatical and grand Galactic Empire being underway, it would soon be an early victory for the Rebel Alliance so soon after their greatest success mission in galactic history involved the deaths of the Empire's head honchos and the brutal strife for control amongst the crumbling imperialist regime, one which had by now been split into varying waring factions all claiming for the right to rule the Empire in their own image, or by those who seek a formidable restoration of the deteriorating galaxy spread government that had once gripped tightly its iron clad fist of cruelty, fear, xenophobia and devastation around the omnipresent expansive regions of each corner of the galaxy...

It was on this night, that not only the Rebel Alliance had begun to celebrate up high in the elevated locale of Bright Tree Village, home to the indigenous Ewoks whose underestimated efforts against the Imperial forces stationed on this very moon in defence of the former Battle Stations mighty shield generator had aided in the Rebels bringing a swift yet brutal end to the tyrannical reign of the once feared Palpatine...

Yet for Luke Skywalker, hero of the rebellion, son of Anakin Skywalker, once formerly christened as the remerged Darth Vader from 23 years preceding the trans mutational events following the Battle of Endor......the force had been....twitching....in his mind.....in spite of the calming atmosphere encompassing the vast green vibrance of Endor's forest ignited in the bright sheen of the bonfire that he and his allies had once been overhead when bound to wooden frames to be once sacrificed to their "golden god", the mystical façade 3P0 would be forced to endure to spare the lives of Skywalker and his allies from the famished natives..........something left the young Jedi rather...unsettled....

Moments after the celebration was concluded, Skywalker politely excused himself from further festivities as he required to forgo any further inaction as he sensed something was off.....something.....was wrong...

Rushing down from the skyscraper high trees home to the concealed high top Bright Tree village, Skywalker made his way through the thick of the forest, pouncing over many a crumbled branch, desolated imperial walkers, evirated carcases of Ewoks, Rebels, and Imperials as a grim memoire of the gruelling conflict that once had the entirety of the forest moon left shaken.. His destined goal of this evening: relocate the non scorching funeral pyre where he had formerly set alight the body of his father in memory of his sacrifice and to remove the shackles of his past as Darth Vader by setting aflame the night black leather and metal visage of the cyborg monster his father had once become.....

Upon arriving to his destination.......no body laid across the makeshift pyre bed constructed by hand from scattered tree branches fallen as remnants of the now ceased conflict.......no sign of his once dark armoured fallen father...

"It wasn't meant to be like this....

It never was. But those. Those.....witches...

They did it.....

They brought him back......my father. Brought back from the dead...a monster greater than any horror I had ever seen...

But for as swiftly as my father's burning corpse rose from the funeral pyre I set up for him upon the luscious green forests of Endor's forest moon, once after he had given his life to cast down the man who helped to lay ruin to his past as a former Jedi to save me, did I hope to pay tribute to his sacrifice...

It would never last.

Hours ago, my father's charred corpse had been resuscitated from beyond death itself by a quartet of what I could barely describe as enigmatically haunting witches. Of what purpose they had for doing so was beyond even the force's comprehension of this very existence.....this....defilement of the force's will by those witches.....

I prayed I'd not be too late to find where he had gone before it was too late, but alas.....all that remained of my father's remains was the faint traces of blood having dripped in a path.....of where he went was beyond me, but for whatever happens next now, I pray to allow the force's guidance to fuel my inner peace.....and pray that my father.....

The man once Anakin, can find peace one more.....even if his resting place had been tarnished beyond repair by those......those...witches..."

Those last few words were what had befallen Luke Skywalker, whose blue eyes glimpsed at the faint sign of an unusual eerie tear mark glittering with cosmic energy beyond his own comprehension, for his father's resurrected form had been granted a new power with the force.....and with it, the monster could traverse any universe at his mechanically fragmented cold grasp, and for his next journey.....Vader would travel to one world, overflowing with the palatable essence of magic where his next objective would lay bare...

Let the hunt for food....begin...

Author's Note

[BTS notes: For this story, something that actually helped get me into MLP FIM and the franchise in general myself, I took inspiration from some early simply AI stories I wrote where Fluttershy of Equestria adopts an undead Darth Vader to keep as her pet. But as this is my first story on here, I want to forgo any usage of AI for writing, as I have had experience writing stories at school in my youth, and will wish to write the characters in a way that I am both comfortable with and that will be true to the original characters from the source material.]

[This would be my first story written on this website, and I would very much appreciate any feedback on how to improve, given I admit to now having written new stories on my own like this, and having read many stories in my life along with having my own varying ideas for many a new story, or a subtle change to established lore to better suit my own personal views on how certain events or characters should be handled.]

Chapter 1: The Night Of The Dead

18:00pm, Canterlot High School ground, 31st of October, 2019

It was all Hallows eve on this particular night, outside the enclosed confines of the colossal building lit barely by the glowing street lights, and on this particular night, a beloved pair of teenage heroines: one a shy and quiet naturistic animal carer, the other a laid back yet energetic athlete, clasped hands gently as the couple wandered through the early night lit streets of their bustling home.

They were none other than Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash, two esteemed bandmates of the widely influential magic infused band, the Rainbooms: the protectors of harmony, defenders of innocents, and bond makers of friendship everywhere, with dear sweet Fluttershy symbolising the element of Kindness, exuded through her gentle natured, selfless, and maternal instinctive quirks which made her a cherished motherly figure to all creatures both big and small, and her girlfriend, the formerly boastful and arrogantly prideful captain of their school's entire sports team collective yet element of Loyalty herself: Rainbow Dash, a more relaxed and level headed but clingy sort of lover who cherished the bond she and her girlfriend shared with both each other and their other close friends.

The reason these two fine ladies were out this time of night? They had been invited earlier that day by their kind hearted, and gentle natured best friend, DJ Pon-3, the school's resident modern music whiz and technological genius, as the trio had been close friends throughout their tenure as students at Canterlot High School...

Author's Note

I'd love some feedback and advice on how to properly structure some of this as I want to write it correctly and also I want to set it in the same continuity as the original lore but of cause with the crossover element in the introduction page.