How I started a war in a children cartoon. (OCSI x My Little Pony)

A Cloud and a Turtle

"Your boy managed to get the last artifact," Strife paused his work as he turned to look at the old turtle who walked into his office and sat in front of him, her head pointing at the wall and her eyes closed from the world around her.

"So he has..." Strife said to himself as he set his pen down on the table.

After news reached him that Storm Island finally collapsed and that all the citizens had been safely evacuated to the now quickly growing Hedgehog region of Kings Landing, Strife held himself back from taking a week off to go and check on everything, something that he, fortunately, didn't need to do.

As soon as the news reached The Storm King, he contacted the Storm Base of the region and passed along a set of orders, that have seemingly managed to secure the people.

But that is unimportant right now, What is, is that Strife still needs to tell The Storm King the truth behind his family, his father and grandfather, the source of the Storm Magic that crumbled the Island into the sea, and so much more.

"You will have to tell him eventually, Saturn," The Turtle smirked at the cloud's reaction.

"He is not yet ready," Strife told the turtle as lightning crackled beneath his eyes as he glared at the ancient General.

"As far as I see, he is more than ready to learn about your Magic," Kasa said as she slowly turned to look in Strife's direction.

"As long as I live, I will not bring upon him such a fate-" Strife started speaking, only for the turtle to interrupt him.

"You will tell him after Farasi is his, or I will tell him myself." Kasa gave him an ultimatum.

Strife seethed as streaks of burning white lightning flowed through his arms before he exhaled deeply and let go of his rage.

"Curse you and your Eyes," He said, watching on as Kasa left his office, her walking stick creaking under the weight she put on it, "And do not call me Saturn," Kasa paused at the heat he spoke with.

"That name died long ago,"

Kasa snorted, her eyelids opening a crack to reveal the golden orbs in their place as she looked down at the Cloud.

"He doesn't look dead to me," And with those words, she tapped her walking stick on the floor, and a small storm of sand enveloped her, blocking anythings view of the elderly Turtle.

And after ten seconds of sand, she was gone, leaving but a pile of sand inside the office of the Storm Cloud.

....................

"Your Majesty! We're so sorry for letting the Unicorn get past us! Come on Castor! Kneel!" Fizzlepop Berrytwist scowled at the loud cries of the bald cat begging on her knees to that strange creature.

"We're sorry," The furred cat said in a tired tone, a large bladed wheel on his back, shaped like a sort of Chakram.

"Do not apologize for failing at your job," The Creature said as it looked at the two cats beneath it, "Merely do better next time," A small smile spread on his face as he stared at them, "This means a Month of Cleaning Duty to the both of you, and increased Training, Jason, jot this all down," Those words caused a hopeful smile on the bald cat to shatter, leaving tears flowing down her face as she slammed her paws onto the floor.

"Of Course Your Majesty!" The White creature saluted before rushing to grab the tools to note everything down.

Fizzlepop scowled as the Taller creature, this Storm King, stopped in front of her, looking down at her from his spot above her.

Looking at her horn.

"And what do we have here? A Unicorn..." The Storm King asked as he squatted in front of her, out of reach of her legs but still close enough for his long arms to grab a hold of her if need be.

"If you're going to kill me just get it over with," Fizzlepop spat at him, causing him to take a half step back and place a hand over his chest, acting offended.

"Kill you? Why would I kill you?" He asked her, "Is it because you injured my soldiers? Or maybe Is it because you tried to steal my treasure? Or perhaps it is because you tackled me into a Grootslang pit?"

Fizzlepop glared at him from her spot, tied to a wooden post on the ground.

"I don't want to kill you, no no no." He shook his head, "You managed to avoid my Argonauts, You managed to barge into my camp mostly unharmed, You managed to climb out of the Pit on your own," He once again squatted in front of her.

"I don't want to kill you," The Storm King told her, A wide smile on his face, "I want you to join me," He offered her a hand.

"What do you say?" He gave the hand a little shake, prompting Fizzlepop to look at it.

She scowled at the hand, "I'll join you," She bit out, "If you promise to find a way to fix my horn," She glared up at him, making sure her broken horn was front and center in his view.

"Fix your horn?" The Storm King asked out loud, silence following the question for a few seconds as the entire camp turned to look at him before...

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! That's all?!" He laughed.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! You could have asked for riches! A High position in the military! Your own mansion! AND YOU ASK FOR A PROSTHETIC?! HAHAHAHA!!!"

Fizzlepop looked at The Storm King in shock as he laughed at her request, taking her life's work and summing it down as if it was nothing important.

And perhaps he was right, A Unicorn asking a King for a Horn is almost as comical as it sounds.

"FINE! HAHA!" The Storm King smiled widely and grabbed her hoof, shaking it up and down before grabbing the crystal sword on his back and unsheathing it, slicing off the ropes and tying her down with a flash of blue light before sheathing the sword back on his back.

"Welcome to The Storm Empire, Medea, I'm expecting great things from you," He said with a thin smile as he stood up from his squat, his body blocking the sun and casting a shadow over Fizzlepop.

Making it seem as if she struck a deal with The Devil Himself.

"In order to prove your loyalty, I'll be giving you a very important first job," He told her, and Fizzlepop slowly stood up.

"Anything," She told him, "If I'll be getting my Horn, I'll do anything,"
Perhaps those words were an incorrect choice, seeing as how The Storm King's smile spread so wide it almost split his face.

"Very good," He whispered as he looked down at her, the atmosphere his body portrayed switching in an instant, from a Nice and Funny King for the Cats to the Devilish Businessman when he promised her a horn, To what he is now.

"But first, What do you know about the Pearl of Transformation?"

Cold and Dark, Less like a person and more like a Blizzard of living snow.

A Snowstorm?

A Storm King? Yes, that name seemed fitting now that she saw it.

He Truly is A King who is A Storm.

Strife is keeping secrets from our glorious leader, and the mysterious Kasa knows about them...
How Peculiar.

Tempest Shadow finally joins the story, not as Tempest Shadow or as Fizzlepop Berrytwist, but as the resident witch of the Argonauts, keeping up with the naming scheme for The Storm King's favorite group of soldiers, Medea.

Hope you enjoyed this so far :)