Dragon State

by VampDash

The dark one awakens

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Trapped....that was the feeling the dark one felt ever since he was imprisoned, Tartarus the council had called it.

How fitting of a name for such a dark place, which was the name of a different hell on a distant world he would raze soon enough.

But for now he spends the rest of his days remembering the years leading to his imprisonment and when he was betrayed by his loyal brother whom he shall tear limb from limb when he is released from his chains.

He suddenly regretted remembering his imprisonment when a sudden flashback occurred that dropped him off exactly one week before his accursed trial.

It was several millennium ago before he was imprisoned, he remembers the hours leading to the fight: training with his little brother, Mar Grimm, to be next in line to take the title of Reaper from their wretched mother, a high ranking demon, in atonement for being born something that brought her disgrace, Tamriel felt this was ridiculous.

Why do this when the council could have done it themselves? But no they had to send in her children to do this because they were bound by "The Law" to never interfere with other creatures other than their own soldiers.

"I still call bullshit on this assignment brother, why us when they could just as easily do it themselves?" Mar complained for the hundredth time.

So the creature had to explain the reason again.

"Because little brother the council is forbidden to do certain things and taking another life is one of them." He had to use all of his will power to restrain from barfing when he said that ridiculous statement that even he had doubted at times. But just as quickly as it had started the memory vanished from the dark creature, now nothing more than a formless monster, who roared in his suffering.

Why do the memories refuse to stay longer? It was dismissive at first but now it was starting to become annoying as he collected himself and decided to move on with his plans, the first was to summon a fallen beast of unequal strength which up until the griffon and pony war certain beings have avoided him, but now he has found two very powerful beings both of which will be of great help in his conquest.

The first was the former dragon God Wrath and because of his "special" sin he was confided to a point almost with Tamriel himself but he decided to end the punishment a little early, after all he was a king down here.

The second was a familiar shape that he soon recognized as his brother Dusk the Angel of War which meant one thing, Mar betrayed him as well and all this did was add a celestial being into his army though with a few modifications. The dark one has always hated the phoenix form of his youngest brother but a hydra on the other hand.


As Wrath laid down he still remembered the tortures that befell him, the whips, the swords, and oh sweet Tartarus the vision of ponies and dragons living as one something that would cause all true dragons to shiver in horror.

It disgusted him and as he allowed sleep to overtake him to which he failed to notice the fact that a dark orb encompassed him, the dragon God of Greed awoke just as the sphere was dissipating and noticed this was not the usual place for him to be tortured.

“Why am I here?”  He questioned out loud with a growl.

"You are here to serve your master, the one who generously freed you, monster." A voice said as though it could read Wrath's thoughts and caused the drake to respond bitterly.

"Well I apologize, master but I am not of the serving type, as it is more along the lines of you who I am to command." He finished his speech with a narrow of his eyes as he heard a sigh of disappointment coming from the black smoke that was all around him.

"Such a pity and here I thought you wanted to get back at the traitor to all dragon kind. That wretched, pony lover of your species, Spike Sparkle, the Crystal Savior as I understand the Crystal Empire has dubbed him, though now I could see I was wro-" The dark voice was interrupted by Wrath's sudden outburst of rage. "YOU KNOW WHERE THAT WEAKLING IS? TELL ME SO THAT I MAY CRUSH HIM WITH MY BARE CLAWS!" The enraged dragon demanded and got a small chuckle in return.

"Now, now Wrath, there is no need to raise your voice. Especially not at one who is significantly more powerful than you."

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE COMMANDING ME, THE GOD OF GREED?!" The dragon yelled and only got a deep  chuckle in return before the smoke responded.

"You are a God? Don't make me laugh, you are nothing more than a false idol which you simply try to throw onto others, I am a true God. The Lord of Darkness itself, you can never begin to comprehend my powers, don’t act so absurd." The shadows said and, unknown to Wrath, started to descend behind him. "Also, do remember that I am the true king of Tartarus, I am the one who freed you, reptile." The smoke calmly spoke to which Wrath responded in rage.

"I AM YOUR MASTER, YOU ARROGANT WORM, YOU WILL NOT DEFY ME OR YOU WILL SUFFER THE LIKES OF WHICH ONE COULD NOT EVEN BEGIN TO DESCRIBE!" As he yelled his last word he heard a strange sound and turned around. The smoke from before soon became the form of a male alicorn as tall as Celestia herself but unlike the Goddess of the Sun however he brimmed with hate and malice more than Wrath himself.

But all Wrath did was laugh at the form the so-called king chose "A PONY? YOU CHOSE A PATHETIC LITTLE PONY AS YOUR FORM TO FACE ME!" the laughter was short lived as the alicorn used it's dark wings to impale Wrath onto a wall of smoke that suddenly mesmerized behind him, the razor sharp wings slicing into his stomach.

How did that get here surely this creature isn't that powerful? The reptile thought to himself in shock, ignoring the pain the alicorn was trying to inflict on him.

"Now Wrath, you are to do me a favor and QUIET YOUR SLANDEROUS TONGUE, or so help me, I’ll tear it from your scaled lips!" The alicorn yelled at him "Now then I'm going to summon your allies in our conquest, do play nice with them or its back to the pit with you." The dark alicorn ended his words with a smile of pure malice before he removed his wings as the beast behind him grumbled and sealed his wounds with a small trace of dark blue magic and Wrath’s ‘ally’ turned around and primed his horn for the spell as soon four more spheres appeared.

Two contained unicorn ponies but they were nothing like the others Wrath had met.

One was made of pure shadow and the other was covered head to hoof in golden armor with trims of black on the bottom armor with glowing eyes and his cutie mark was a sight that impressed even the dragon God for it held a sliver colored sword dripping with red blood that covered a good amount of the full, pure white moon adored on the pony’s flank.

The other two spheres spat out a griffon, male or female the reptile did not know, nor of the other two and, but to Wrath's utter surprise, another alicorn but noticeably smaller but the power it radiated sat not too far from the creature that summoned him. The armored unicorn bowed in the presence of the alicorn giant "Master," the armored unicorn said while the others merely looked around at their surrounding area trying to understand where they were at, confused of their location.

"Don't bother trying to know where you reside, it will hurt your head," Wrath told the other three and then all four turned around towards a sudden sound like smoke being released and noticed that the creature that was once an alicorn was now a male black scaled covered dragon with blood red wings, the smaller alicorn, who Wrath now realized was a male, seemed to have an epiphany as he started to panic.

"B-brother is that r-really y-you?" he asked as the dragon responded with an emotionless chuckle.

"Yes little brother I am still very much alive and soon our vengeance against our loving brother Mar will be set in motion." The lord of darkness said before he opened up a portal.  Somewhere deep in the mountains of Equestria five powerful creatures were spawned from the black pit itself without a sound. All of them were waiting for the very moment when they will bathe the world in blood, fire and ashes.

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