After Christopher Walken delivered the final blow to a Death Hungry Staten The Gargoyle, The Alpha Walken smirked. Signaling the beginning of a New Era. The soldiers lined up and marched a death march. Rounding up every human, or Pony. The youngest, was held for hostage until her Father's army broke her free.
"My princess, Your father was defeated by-" The general was cut off by a raised hoof.
"I know who murdered him. Get your scouts and retrived the seven balls. My father will soon live again..." The Princess ordered the general, who wasted no time to get his best scouters. The princess then trotted to the remaining soldiers who bowed before her.
"You may rise, brothers. After my father is resurrected, we will strike and put the fear of Satan in them! TO WAR, MY BROTHERS! WE WILL STRIKE THEM WITH FURY! TONIGHT, WE DINE IN THE DEPTHS OF HELL!" The Princess' voice echoed through the walls. The general came back to base with 7 magical balls in a bag. "Let us summon The Eternal Dragon to bring him back." The Princess Of Darkness placed the balls in order, and the balls started to glow.
"I SUMMON THEE DRAGON, BY THY NAME, SHENRON!"
A magical Dragon emerged from the balls as he lowered his head.
"I AM THE ETERNAL DRAGON, WHY HAVE YOU SUMMONED ME?" The dragon spoke with a deep voice.
"I wish to bring back Staten The Gargoyle back from thr land of the dead." She spoke, with a hint of nervousness in her voice.
"YOUR WISH IS GRANTED..." The Dragon's red eyes glowed in the darkness.
"Well...? Where is he?" The Princess asked.
"HE WILL APPEAR SOON, LITTLE ONE. FAREWELL, PRINCESS SWIRLY..." The Dragon disappeared as so did the balls.
"What shall we do, my lady?" a soldier asked his master's daughter.
"...We fight...We have no choice BUT to fight. It is in our blood to fight. My father will smile upon us if we do and win...ONWARD, MY BROTHERS!!"
The army cride out and marched into battle, while the Walken army stood, readied weapons.
"ATTACK!!" The opsing masters shouted and the battle was on. Bloody as can be.
Christopher looked on as familiar errie laughter was heard. He turned his head and to his surprise, the battlefield was on fire!
There, in the mist of the flames, stood a seven feet tall, four hundred and eighty-nine pound Gargoyle, with skin and wings as black as night, eyes as red as the blood of a human being. And a glare as cold as ice.
Christopher couldn't believe his eyes. He spoke with confidence. "You should've stayed dead, Gargoyle. Unless you want to see your army and daughter die within my grasp.." The Gargoyle raised his arm and the army drew back
letting the opposing army laugh and mock them. Staten dropped his arm and a lightning bolt struck the Walken army
with mass genocide as a result. Chris was outraged. He lunged at Staten. Staten just unsheathed a sword and slashed at the Alpha walken's throat. The Walken master has fallen due to a Gargoyle's silent rage.
The Gargoyle then walked away with his daughter and their army, singing of the day they defeated the Walken army.
The Moon that was red with the Blood of the Walken victims, changed into the white snowy moon that purified all living things that go bump in the night.