Viktor Rush

By Chivalry Knight

• June 5, 2015




Age: 32

Gender: Male

Species: Non-Pony

Appearance: A 9'5" dragon with a 5'5" sized tail.<br />He has red scales and a peachy underbelly. He has yellow spines that range from the top of his head to the end of his tail. His iris's are dark green, and he has two horns coming from his head.<br /><br />He wields only his claws and his fists. He wears a fire proof leather jacket with the Killikian Insignia stitched on the back.<br /><br />He usually stands up on his hind legs, and walks around like this. Even so, he is a dragon and he can go on all fours if he ever had a reason to.

Cutie Mark: He is a dragon, therefore he wields no Cutie Mark. However he treasures the insignia on his back, and thinks of it as his own cutie mark.

Personality: He is extremely cocky and persistent. He truly believes he is one of the strongest fighters int he world, even though hes been beating many times before. Though he has won more fights than he has lost.<br /><br />He is also extremely gullible due to his heritage of Killik.<br /><br />He enjoys making friends, though ponies usually keep they're distance due to him being a dragon.

Backstory: Viktor was a great fighter, and by all means he still is. Though he was most known fighter before the changelings invaded his home. He was able to fend them off for a while, for 3 days straight he fought them, but they would keep coming, and eventually they had outnumbered him and captured him. <br /><br />He was locked inside of the prison that his own king had created to entrap those who would invade the kingdom. Now it was Viktor who had been trapped, and with no idea what would become of his home or his king. He had to recover for a while, his muscles ached and his bones were sore, all from fighting them for days on end. Before the changelings could get to him and drain his love, he punched a hole straight through the steel bars and escaped. <br /><br />He noticed Chivalry in the distance, running from multiple changelings and hiding in a house. He flew towards Chivalry as fast as he could, but it had been too late. Chivalry Had been crushed by the house and to Viktors knowledge, had unfortunately died. Viktors rage grew and he took it out on the group of changelings, breaking every bone in their body.<br /><br />He flew up into the air while grabbing multiple changelings, and when he was high enough, he violently threw them down to the ground. Viktor then mustered up an enormous cloud of black smoke towards a portion of the kingdoms village and lit the smoke on fire. He burned countless changelings, and he felt good about it, though he also felt extremely tired all of the sudden. He had exerted too much energy while attempting his counter attack, not to mention he still hadn't fully recovered.<br /><br />He fell unconscious and dropped to the ground. A familiar voice was heard and he could suddenly feel his body being moved. He could do nothing about it, whatever was holding him, he was at their mercy. All he could see was a white coated body hauling him away before he closed his eyes.<br /><br />'Man that hurt...' He though to himself.