Chapter 32

“¡ESA PUTA MIERDA!”

Nacho kicked his table over and ended up breaking off one of the legs. He then took one of the fancy glasses and threw it against the mirror, shattering both of them. Meanwhile, his uncle was sitting on the far side of the room calmly watching his nephew have arguably one of the worst temper tantrums he’s had. Not that he hadn’t experienced this before.

“I’LL KILL HIM! I’LL KILL THAT SHIT-STAIN FOR WHAT HE’S DONE!” Nacho roared.

“Sobrino,” Don Pepper said while pouring some tequila. “That man took out multiple guys and left without a scratch. Take a moment to think of a plan before I find your name in the obituaries.”

“How can you be so nonchalant about this, Tío?!” Nacho barked. “Alduck set the Red Hawk loose on our turf, massacred dozens of our men, and stole a large amount of our assets! We should be kicking down that gordo bastardo’s door and demand retribution!”

“And have the Hawk swoop down on us?” Serrano asked while taking a seat in his favorite chair. “Besides, why make a loud entrance,” He looked over to his bedroom door where a beautiful woman was waiting for him. “When you can just send a message?”

Axel’s Dream
Axel 1st POV

“I can’t fucking believe you!” I screamed in Dante’s face as we sat in an imaginary bar. “I could somewhat handle you joining the mafia and killing SOME scumbags, but to go on a killing spree and murdering a young girl?! What the fuck is wrong with you?! This wasn’t what we agreed to!”

Dante just stared blankly back at me as I glared at him with hate. I also held hatred for myself for being so stupidly naïve that he would put a lid on his violent nature. Now we have a huge-ass target on our backs and the blood of the innocent on our hands because of my poor judgment.

“Hmph…you still don’t get it, do you?” Dante scoffed at me.

“The fuck are you on about, asshole?!” I snapped. “Because all I can think of is locking you away in my subconscious for good, so you don’t fly off the fucking rails like you did last night!”

“You sure that’s a good idea?” Dante said to me with a cocky grin.

I was about to respond when Dante leaned forward and made me back off a little.

“Let’s say you do lock me away forever. I’d just be back in the depths of your mind, unable to switch with you or even talk to you. Then you’d be able to live your life however you damn well please.” Dante then held up his hand to show off his new ring he got from Alduck. “However, what you’re forgetting is that I have a reputation and I’m a made man within Alduck’s crew. My name now means something in the criminal underworld, and I imagine it’s begun to spread like wildfire. Not to mention my other rising reputation in the underground fights.”

“That doesn’t mean shit to me!” I spoke defiantly.

“Sure, but the people who gave me this ring would say otherwise,” Dante said back. “What do you think will happen if someone from Alduck’s crew came up to you on behalf of the Don?” I paused as Dante’s grin widened. “And let’s not forget the mess I left behind for Nacho. I imagine he’s not too happy right now and is plotting some revenge scheme against me. Hmm…and I suppose we can throw in those Northerners I drove out of Ponyville a while back. I still haven’t forgotten how scared they were while also being ticked off for being driven out.”

“Get to the damn point, Dante,” I demanded.

“The point is you can’t afford to get rid of me,” Dante explained. “Not when there’s so much on the line. You see, you’re not gonna lock me up in your head anytime soon because you need me to keep these threats under wraps.”

“Last time I checked, I’m also a Conduit with powers,” I said.

“But you don’t kill,” Dante corrected me.

“Wait…” I muttered, when something clicked. “Is that what this is about? You…you didn’t need Alduck’s permission. You would’ve just gone and killed them all anyway!”

“Guilty,” Dante shrugged. “I was just being polite.”

“But why?! Why are you like this?! We had a deal!” I said.

“Yeah…but I kinda lied,” Dante confessed. “You see, Axel, I only said what you wanted to hear just to keep you off my ass. And you accuse me of going overboard last night when it was you who also had me handle those dog-men who nabbed that chick, Rarity. So, you’re just as much to blame for that. But back to the point, the truth is I was just biding my time and waited for the golden opportunity to reveal my true nature. Because you’re right. I’m a cold-hearted, murdering bastard.”

“You think I’ll just let you do whatever the fuck you want?!” I challenged.

“Oh, I know you will,” Dante said. “After all, at the end of the day, we’re still one and the same.”

“We’re nothing alike!” I snarled.

“Really?” Dante said with an arched brow. “Need I remind you once again that I am a literal manifestation of your darkest thoughts?” I flinched at the accusation. “Ever since that night when you accidentally killed that mugger, all those years you spent suppressing your innermost fears and negative emotions with therapy and whatever antidepressants you forced down your throat, you unknowingly were creating the evil twin you see before you. Of course, I had no conscience to begin with, but I suspect that Blast Core you found in your pack that night was the last piece of the puzzle to give me life, per se.” A cold feeling washed over me as Dante chuckled to himself like a true villain. “Face it, Rickert, I’m the other you that you tried so desperately to avoid becoming.”

I had a lot to think about. On the one hand, I'm extremely pissed that I was lied to and manipulated by basically myself. On the other, he’s been doing the things I find myself unable to do. He’s killed when necessary, and it helped in the long run. Yes, he’s gone over the line multiple times, and it’s pissed me off to no end, but at the same time I can’t fault him.

“What do you want…?” I asked hesitantly.

“Now you’re starting to play ball,” Dante said. “Simple, really, I want a new agreement.”

“What kind of agreement?” I asked again.

“It’s like I mentioned a little bit ago, Axel, I like you. I respect you enough to also value the life you’ve built, and are still building, with your new friends, job, and even with Moon. And I may have blood on my hands but I’d rather us to still have some sort of an understanding with each other. That’s where my newfound position comes in. You and I both know that someone who’s a made man in the criminal underworld has almost as much authority as the Don himself. So, I will use my newfound influence to keep any unsavory characters I work with, and against, off your back during the day. I’ll also say that I claim Ponyville as my territory.”

“You sure you even have that kind of pull?” I asked out of concern.

“I don’t see why I wouldn’t have it,” Dante shrugged. “Besides, Alduck already likes me a ton after all the benefits I’ve reaped for him.”

“Why do I feel like there’s a catch?” I asked, only for Dante to chuckle again before glaring at me.

“The catch to all this, my friend, is that I’m making you an offer you can’t refuse,” Dante said. “Which means you can’t secretly talk to Twilight, or Moon, or even that annoying pest Orion about finding some bullshit scheme to get rid of me since I’m always aware of what you do and say.” I grit my teeth at Dante but held my tongue since I knew he had me in a box. “And if you’re so worried about me sabotaging your life, then I suggest you do a little research with that little girlfriend of yours.”

“Research?” I said, confused.

“You do realize we’re in a world that has magic?” Dante said with a sigh. “Surely with stuff like spells, potions, and all that magical shit there’s bound to be some kind of method to separate a sentient consciousness from someone’s mind?” He hinted at me.

“Hmm. With all the shit we’ve gone through, that idea never really crossed my mind,” I admitted.

“Of course it hasn’t,” Dante rolled his eyes. “Then you should really do some digging on the matter. Hell, look at Luna and Moon. Pretty much the same person but different personalities, if you think about it. If they could separate, who’s to say we can’t either?”

“And how do you think she’ll respond to that?” I asked, knowing the backlash that was coming.

“Not my problem,” Dante said dismissively.

I was about to tell him off when the world around us began to fade.

“Seems like you’re about to wake up,” Dante said. “And just so we’re clear, Rickert, you would be wise to not try anything stupid. Not that you could, anyway. All you need to do is stay in your lane, and there won’t be any problems.”

I stared at Dante as the world around us continued to fade. I was a fool to trust Dante, and I played right into his hands thinking I had some kind of control over him when it was the other way around. I now had a new objective to all this. Which was to find a way to get this maniac out of my head for good.

“You may have me played for now, Dante, but I have something to say to you now,” I said. “The day you really overdo it and cause more harm than even you can handle; is the day I make good on my original plan to put you down for good regardless of the outcome.” I stood up and got in his face. “So, you be sure to remember that.”

Dante just smirked while the place started to devolve even more. “I’m shaking.”

“Merow…!”

I heard some sort of cat meowing at me.

“Axel? Big brother Axel? Wake up!” A child’s voice called out.

I blinked away the sleep from my eyes before seeing Diamond at my bedside, and a big furball sitting on my chest, looking down at me with those blue eyes of hers. I sometimes wonder if she wants to cuddle me or eat me.

“Mreow…!” Nala let out before cuddling me. I was safe…this time.

“Well, good morning to you two,” I said with a smile and scratched behind Nala’s ears. “Did you sleep well?”

“I was kinda uncomfortable but when you came back, I was able to sleep better,” Diamond said as I patted her head affectionately. “Where were you, big brother Axel? You were gone for some time.”

“I…I wasn’t tired last night, so I went for a walk in the city,” I told her while giving Nala a pet under her chin.

“Did you have a bad dream?” Diamond asked.

“Something like that,” I said.

“But then you felt better with us by your side, right?” Diamond asked sweetly.

“Of course. How could I not sleep soundly with my cute little sister and faithful companion by my side?” I said with a warm smile.

Nala let out a purr of satisfaction before rubbing her whole body against me.

“So, what’s on today’s agenda? More sightseeing with just the two of us?” I asked.

“Merow!” Nala meowed at me.

“Oh, excuse me, three of us,” I corrected myself. “Sorry for leaving you behind yesterday, girl. Figured it would be a strange sight to see a manticore cub out in the open for the public.”

Nala made a harumph gesture and walked over to Diamond while overly picking her feet up and plopping next to her.

“Actually, daddy’s hosting a fundraiser for the local orphanage. It’s also how he meets other businesspeople for his company,” Diamond said. “He wants both of us to be there since I’ve been to these things before, and he wants you there as a way to introduce you more to those he works with.”

“Indeed.” Mr. Rich came into the room while adjusting his tie. “But the event isn’t for another few hours, so I was thinking we’d head out for breakfast at this diner I like to frequent while here.”

“Sounds good, I could eat,” I said as I climbed out of bed. “What’s the word on those guys at the carriage factory? They gonna make a prototype soon?”

“From what I heard from my friend, he’s been developing one since they saw the photo you showed them,” Filthy told me while looking for something. “Have you seen my-?” He was about to ask for something until Nala came over with a room key in her maw. “Oh, thank you, Nala,” he told her while grabbing his key card.

“Can’t wait to see it,” I said. “I’ll meet you all downstairs. Gotta shower.”

“Of course. Come along, Diamond,” Rich said as he and Diamond left.

I entered the shower and waited for them to leave. As soon as the door shut, my entire demeanor changed as I looked at myself in the mirror with a glare.

Something on your mind, buddy? I heard Dante ask me sarcastically.

“You already know damn well,” I said bitterly. “I can’t let that kid get involved in whatever shit you stir up.”

Hey, I said I won’t actively fuck up your life. If it happens, it happens, Dante said.

“If?! Fucking IF?!” I snapped. “Would it kill you to take this a little more seriously?!”

I am. But what do you want me to do about it? Dante asked.

“Just…!” I tried to say something, but the words died in my throat. No threat I made to him would hold any water since he already was in pretty deep with the mafia. “Just…promise me you’ll keep your business out of my life.”

I can promise all you want, but I’m pretty sure shit’s gonna happen somewhere down the line, Dante said, and I think he was bouncing a ball in my head.

As he faded away, I clenched my fist in irritation. This was my own fault for letting things get out of control, and I can only imagine how much crazier things will get. All I can do now is take Dante at his word for keeping a lid on things the best he can.

After showering and getting dressed, I met Rich and Diamond in the lobby with Nala following close behind. We were in Rich’s carriage as we made our way to the diner he mentioned. I watched the buildings pass by as we rode through the city. Nala was sitting on Diamond’s lap and purring as Diamond scratched behind her ears.

“Ah! Here we are.” After driving for about ten minutes, we eventually stopped and got out of the carriage. I was surprised to see that we were in front of an actual run-of-the-mill diner. The place looked like that one diner from the movie Back To The Future.

“Huh,” I said as we got out of the carriage. “I would’ve thought you meant some fancy brunch place up in the ritz. Not an actual casual diner.”

“The finer things are nice, but this place has good coffee, and pancakes, and I love to people-watch,” Filthy explained as they went in.

The inside looked like your basic run-of-the-mill diner with a counter, stools, and booths along the window. Mr. Rich led us towards one of the booths and we sat down together before I set my pack aside. One of the waitresses walked up to us wearing a button up blouse, apron, and had her cherry red hair done up in a bun.

“Well, well, Filthy Rich, in my Diner?” The woman snickered. “Been a while, hon.”

“Gladys. I swear, every time I come here, you’re here to grace us with your presence,” Filthy smiled at the waitress.

“Keep talking like that, and I may just accuse you of being sweet on me,” Gladys winked.

“Maybe I am,” Filthy said with a smile.

Diamond and I looked at each other and knew right away, they liked each other.

“How about I get you all some coffee and a hot chocolate, then you can introduce me to your friend, hon,” Gladys said before heading over to get the coffee pot.

“Well, she’s quite the charmer,” I said as Filthy gazed at the woman.

“Indeed, she is,” Filthy responded.

“Oh? Do I detect some latent feelings, Mr. Rich?” I said, making Diamond giggle while covering her mouth.

“What? Between me and-.” He points over at Gladys before making a spit-take laugh. “No. No, we’re, we're just friends. Customer and waitress if nothing else,” he said while looking everywhere but at Gladys.

“Uh huh, sure,” I waved it off.

“On another note, Axel, I’d like to ask about you if you wouldn’t mind,” Mr. Rich said.

“What about?” I wondered.

“Well, it’s come to my attention that I know next to nothing about you,” Mr. Rich said. “I initially thought you hailed from Ponyville but it didn’t seem like anyone besides Ms. Twilight and her friends knew you. I don’t mean to pry, but where exactly are you from?”

Seeing that he’s my employer, and his daughter sees me as a big brother, I guess it was alright to bring them into the loop. “Well, um. What do you want to know?”

“Whatever you feel comfortable sharing,” Mr. Rich said.

“Well…” I said before taking a breath. “Your assumptions about me not being local are correct but it goes a little beyond that.”

“How do you mean?” Mr. Rich said.

“To put it bluntly, I mean that I’m not from this world,” I said, making Mr. Rich and Diamond pause. “Think about it.” I pulled out my smartphone and placed it on the table. “Have you seen anything like my smartphone before? Since all I’ve seen you people use retro tech like flip phones, radios, and old-fashioned televisions. Then there’s my powers, which don’t resemble any magic of this world, and the fact that I keep saying what I can do is not magic. Then there’s the project with the new electric vehicles I brought to you and Tuner. Those vehicles are based on things called cars.”

“Huh. So, the rumors are a little true,” Filthy said, surprising me a little.

“You knew?” I asked.

“I had an inkling of an idea. I couldn’t really confirm it, but the evidence was starting to pile up,” Rich said.

“So…are you an alien?” Diamond asked me.

“Well, technically, yes,” I nodded. “But more like I’m from another dimension.”

“So, an interdimensional being?” Filthy asked.

“Pretty much,” I said.

“Extraordinary,” Rich said in awe. “To think, I have an other-worldly super-powered young man under my employment.”

“Well, another confession I have is I didn’t originally have these powers,” I said. “They were sort of given to me. Before, I was just your run-of-the-mill dude working a dead-end job at a strip mall.”

“What were you doing?” Diamond asked me.

“I…I don’t know,” I said, thinking about why I was there in the first place. “I had a falling out with my parents years ago when I left for college. I just had to get away from the constant backlash from the people who expected too damn much from me.”

“I’m sorry.” Diamond leaned over and hugged my arm.

Just then, Gladys came over with our drinks. “Aww, now isn’t that cute.”

“He’s my big brother!” Diamond proclaimed with that smile I always liked seeing. “And I’m his little sister!”

“I see,” Gladys said with a warm smile of her own. “So, have you decided on what to eat?”

“Prench toast for Diamond, the usual for me, and would you like pancakes, Axel?” Mr. Rich asked me.

“The fluffiest you can make them, please,” I said.

“Coming right up,” Gladys nodded. “And I’ll get a little bowl of milk for this little cutie pie.” She leaned down and scratched under Nala’s chin, making her purr.

As Gladys left, Diamond asked another question. “Did you have a brother or sister back home?”

“Nah, I was an only child,” I shrugged. “I had some relatives I sometimes saw but my parents mostly kept to themselves.”

“Sounds lonely,” Rich commented.

“It was,” I agreed. “But that changed when I left for college. Made some new friends, and I felt like I was able to be myself for a change.” I decided to keep the night I was mugged to myself as to not soil the mood. “Mind if I ask you something a little personal?”

“By all means,” Rich said.

“How did you and your wife split?” I asked.

Filthy let out a heavy sigh after hearing that. “It’s a tad complicated. Her name was Spoiled Rich. Though before we married, she went by Spoiled Milk. I knew from the beginning she was only interested in me because of my money, I just didn’t know how far her interests went. Despite that, we had some good times, and we had this little angel here.” Diamond blushed at that part. “But, one day I saw that money was being taken from the company accounts, and upon investigation, I found out that my wife was responsible.”

“Eish, talk about a gold digger,” I commented.

“What’s a gold digger?” Diamond asked innocently.

“I…I’ll tell you when you’re older,” I said sheepishly as Rich continued.

“When I confronted her about it, she went on that she had earned that money. She didn’t. She was taking money from my employees, from their families. When I told her that I changed the account numbers and wouldn’t let her take a single bit more, she went on a rampage. At that point I had no choice but to divorce her,” Filthy said while adding cream to his coffee.

“Something tells me this is gonna take a turn for the worse,” I said, glancing at Diamond.

“It did. When the divorce was finalized, Spoiled tried to take Diamond away, even though the judge granted me custody.” Filthy let out a sigh. “She even broke in and tried to sneak her out, had Randolph not spotted her in the night.”

“That’s…damn, Mr. Rich,” I said, unable to comprehend.

“Thankfully, Diamond was too young to let what happened affect her,” Mr. Rich said with a grateful smile to his daughter. “She understood the severity of the situation.”

“I only remember bits and pieces of the good times, anyway, I had with my mother,” Diamond said. “Even though she did horrible things to daddy, I still kinda miss her.”

“You’re really strong-minded for your age, Diamond,” I said, patting her head.

“Thanks, big brother Axel.” Diamond hugged me in return.

“I hope you don’t think less of me, Axel,” Mr. Rich said.

“Why would I think less of you?” I asked. “You did what you had to for your kid. Hell, if I were you, I’d do the same and tell that lady things I can’t say out loud for the sake of Diamond here.”

This got Diamond to giggle and Filthy to nearly choke on his coffee.

“Here you go!” Gladys came by again with our food and set our plates in front of us.

My pancakes looked extremely fluffy and delicious, Diamond’s order looked exactly like French Toast doused in syrup, and Rich had eggs benedict.

“Enjoy your meals,” Gladys said and leaned a little towards Mr. Rich. “Especially you, hon.”

Rich blushed a bit. “Thank you, Gladys.”

Just as we were about to dig into our meals, something caught the corner of my eye from out the window. I looked over to see a couple carriages pull up to a building where a lot of people were walking in and out of when there were no other carriages in sight. I arched a brow until I saw something quite unsettling. There were men inside the carriages putting on ski masks and I think I even caught sight of what looked like the barrel of a magic pistol.

“Mr. Rich?” I spoke up. “What’s that building across the street?”

“That one?” Rich asked. “That’s the North Manehattan Bank. Why do you ask?”

“Of course it is…” I sighed and stood up while grabbing my pack. “Stay here, and don’t move. I’ll be right back.”

Before they could question my motives, I stepped out of the diner and watched the men step out of their vehicles and marched up to the bank. Not a minute later I heard screaming from inside and a few gunshots went off.

“Oh, shit.” I took out my Amp and went behind a carriage to wait for them to come out. After waiting for a few minutes, I saw them come out carrying bags of money. The one with the gun kept pointing at the bank entrance, so I thought it best to cake him first. “Halt!” The guy turned on me and opened fire.

I was quicker on the draw and raised my hand while activating Concrete to fire a few shrapnel. The shrapnel hit his shoulder and he was knocked back to the ground, making every civilian in the area panic and run for their lives. More of the robbers fired back at me as they jumped into their vehicles. One of them drove right at me with the intent to run me over. I pointed my hand at the wheel and closed one of my eyes to aim before firing. I fired another concrete shard just ahead of the wheel, making it hit the shrapnel and spin the carriage on its side.

The carriage behind it couldn’t slow down in time, and crashed into the first one, making it crash into a fire hydrant. Water erupted from the broken hydrant, and the remaining burglars climbed out while trying to fire at me as well. I went and used a Concrete Shield to block the few accurate shots at me before using rapid-fire concrete shards to hit the burglars in the arms and legs.

As soon as they fell to the ground, I ran up to them, pressed down on their chests and backs with my hand and pinned them to the ground with a shell of concrete. One more burglar almost hit me with his pistol as he and his partner spread their wings to fly away. I thrusted my hands down using Concrete Thrusters to launch myself in the air. Once I was above them, I raised my Amp and smacked both of them in their heads, causing them to fall back down. I landed beside them so I could pin them as well. I took a breath and looked around at the chaos around me. People were still panicking but also kinda sticking around to see what had happened.

“Well, that certainly got out of control,” I said to myself while sheathing my Amp. Just as I was about to make my way back to the diner, I noticed the first robber I shot was lying against a wall just outside of an alleyway. He had a piece of shrapnel lodged in his shoulder and looked like he was still reaching for his magic gun.

I went over to the guy and pointed my fist at him as electricity sparked along my arm. “Uh-uh.” He stopped moving as soon as he looked up at me. “Now I know what you’re thinking. Is he gonna nail me too or is he bluffing? To tell you the truth, I haven’t decided yet. But seeing as how I took out your crew without so much as breaking a sweat, you gotta ask yourself. Do I feel lucky?” I waited for some sort of reaction from him. “Well do ya, punk?” Slowly, his hand retreated, and I took the gun from him.

“Hey.” The guy called out as I started walking away. “I gotta know.” With a smirk, I switched to Electricity and charged up my hand again and a look of sheer terror replaced his curiosity. I then fired a restraining bolt that stapled his limbs to the wall and ground. As I left him with a smirk, I heard him say, “You…son of a bitch.”

I heard sirens blaring and authorities’ carriages arrived, and a bunch of officers jumped out. One of them approached me looking like he was in charge.

“Morning, Officer,” I greeted.

“Who the tartarus are you?” He asked. “Did you do this?”

“Name’s Axel Rickert,” I introduced myself. “And yes, I did.” My name seemed to have rung some bells.

“Axel Rickert? The Canterlot anomaly?” The officer asked.

“Wouldn’t call myself an anomaly but yes, that’d be me,” I nodded.

The officer looked around at the chaos and huffed through his nose. “You didn’t kill anybody, did you?”

“Not my style,” I said. “I was just in the middle of having a nice breakfast with my employer and his kid. Next thing I know, these asshats pull up right in front of us and decide to rob the bank. Guess they didn’t expect me to show up and fuck up their whole day. So, if you’ll please excuse me, I’ve got pancakes back at that diner with syrup on top of them. They’re about to hit that critical point of syrup absorption that turns the cakes into gross paste. And I hate to get all snarky about it, but I think we can both agree that we all like fluffy disks of cake with syrup on top.”

“Yeah, fucked my day up to. Now I got a mountain of paperwork to deal with.” The officer patted my shoulder. “Thanks for all you did. Now go back to your cakes before it turns to shit.”

“Much obliged,” I nodded. “And sorry for the mess.”

All he did was snort at me before I walked back to the diner. Upon entering the restaurant, I was nearly knocked back by Diamond giving me a big hug and Nala flew into my chest.

“Woah! Easy there, you two,” I said.

“That was so cool! And so stupid!” Diamond starts to beat her little fists on me. “What were you thinking?! You could’ve gotten shot, or worse!”

“What’s worse than being shot?” I asked as Mr. Rich came over to help me.

“Being shot twice.” Mr. Rich laughed while helping me up. “Excellent job, Axel.”

“Just another day of heroics,” I shrugged. “Now let’s get back to our breakfast. We got a big event to prepare for.”

After our lively breakfast, which Gladys was kind enough to wave the bill for us as thanks for me bringing down the robbers, we returned to the hotel to change for Rich’s charity ball. Rich was dressed in one of his fancy tuxedos, Diamond wore a pretty light pink shirt, a white skirt, and had one of those wool shawls draped over her shoulder. I wore some nice brown dress shoes, slacks, and a dark blue collared polo shirt. Rich insisted I not wear my beanie, and Diamond brushed my hair to the side so I could look presentable. I told him in return I’d get to wear my pack, to which he agreed. Nala was also able to tag along with us, and Diamond attached little red bows on her ears, which was really cute.

“I never was all that comfortable wearing formal clothes,” I commented as we sat in the carriage together.

“Yes, I much prefer something more casual to wear, but it’s to be expected at these events. Especially when royalty is involved,” Rich told me as he fixed his cufflinks and started sifting through his pockets. “Has anyone seen my-?” Once again, he stopped when Nala offered him something in her maw. This time, a small pile of flash cards. “-speech. Thank you, Nala.” He thanked while taking the speech and petting her on the head.

“That’s a bit of a stretch, calling CEOs of companies royalty,” I commented. “I mean, I could understand if there are nobles.”

“Oh, I didn’t mention?” Rich said. “Princess Celestia will be making an appearance.”

This made me turn at Rich with piqued curiosity. “Celestia’s gonna be there?”

“Of course. Most charity events require the Princess in one form or another. When it comes to the children, she likes to attend,” Rich explained.

“I see…” I said, trying not to look too excited.

Our trip went on for about another ten minutes until we arrived at this large three-story building. The entrance to the place was surrounded by paparazzi, and people were walking down a carpet as they got their photos taken.

“Sheesh, all this for a charity event?” I said as we stepped out of the carriage and walked down the path and passed the flashing camera lights.

“Bet they came out to see me stroll down the red carpet,” Diamond said with a joking tone.

“I believe it, since you’re the prettiest girl in town,” I said with a wink.

“Is that so?” My breath hitched and my blood tingled a bit when I heard a familiar voice. I turned around and there she was. Princess Celestia, with her royal regalia on, her white dress with gold trim flowing in a light breeze, and a warm smile on her face.

“Princess over here!”

“Smile for the camera, your majesty!”

The press swarmed the princess in hopes to get a shot at every angle, but their moment was cut short when one of her knights stepped in to disperse the crowd. He was dressed from head to toe in custom designed armor and had rugged looking hair along with a few scars on his face.

“That’s enough people, break it up.” He said as he dispersed the crowd and helped the princess move along the carpet. “Let’s keep moving, your grace, don’t wanna be late.”

“Hey there, Celestia!” I said casually as I approached her. My lack of proper etiquette seemed to shock almost everyone, excluding Rich and Diamond who simply laughed it off, and Celestia held her hand up to her bodyguard to let me meet her.

“How’s it going, Celestia?” I asked. “When I heard you were gonna attend this shindig, it caught me a little off guard.”

“Well, a princess has to get out now and then. I’m glad you could make it, Axel.” She smiled as we both walked down the red carpet.

“So, who’s this guy at your side?” I asked out of curiosity.

“This is one of my most trusted knights of the royal guard, next to Shining Armor,” Celestia said as the man looked at me with a stern expression.

“Glad to meet you, man,” I said, holding my hand out to him for a shake. “Name’s Axel Rickert.”

“Marshall. Marshall Avalon.” He said with professionalism as we shook hands and that’s when I noticed how callous his fingers were, next to the scars and the rugged appearance I knew right away.

“You served?” I guessed.

“About fifteen years ago,” he nodded. “I retired to be a guardsman for her majesty. You?”

“Nah, not really the serving type,” I joked, making Celestia hold back a giggle. “I’m here with my employer, Mr. Rich, and his kid.” That’s when Nala decided to suddenly plop herself on my head and meowed loudly. “That includes this fur ball of trouble.”

“Merow!” Nala meowed again, causing Celestia to gush over the manticore kitten on my head.

“Manticore, impressive. They’re known to be dangerous even as cubs,” Marshall commented.

“Oh, but not this little cutie!” Celestia said as she took Nala into her arms and began to cuddle her.

“Um, your highness, we’re holding up the line.” Marshall then urged us down the aisle as we proceeded towards the party where he was greeted by a woman wearing eastern-looking attire decorated with jewels. One would almost mistake her for a foreign dancer.

“There you are!” She said as she marched up and gave him a kiss. “I was getting worried something happened.”

“Apologies. Oh, Axel, this is my wife; Saffron Masala,” Marshall introduced.

“Very nice to meet you, Axel. It’s an honor to see you again, Princess,” Saffron greeted with a bow.

“Likewise, Mrs. Avalon,” Celestia said to the woman.

“By the way, dear, if you’re here, then where’s-?” Marshall was about to ask when a little boy ran out from the crowd towards him and his wife.

“DAD!”

“Hey, there’s my little man!” Marshall scooped the child up in his arms and squeezed him tight before handing him over to his wife. “Our son, Clove, our pride and joy.”

“Well, aren’t you three the perfect family,” I said with a warm smile. “And why do I feel like I’ve heard your wife’s name before?”

My question would soon be answered by several people rushing up to her with what looked to be a cookbook in their hands.

“Mrs. Saffron, please sign my book!”

“Mine too!”

“Oh! I remember now!” I said while snapping my fingers. “You own that well-known restaurant called the Tasty Treat. Mr. Rich mentioned it a few times before.”

“Yes, and I’m actually here celebrating the printing of my first cookbook. It’s a huge success!” Saffron said excitedly.

“At least to some. I’m sure you heard about Zesty Gourmand?” Marshall asked while we walked to the ballroom.

“Name doesn’t ring a bell,” I admitted as I saw Mr. Rich from afar and he gave me the thumbs up telling me that it was okay for me to be with these people.

The moment we entered the ballroom, music filled the air and the sound of chattering suddenly boomed out of the door and we were met with what could only be described as the most elaborate party I've ever seen. From the way everyone was dressed, all were owners of major companies or were from prestigious families.

“Mom, can I go get a snack?” Clove asked while pointing to the cookie tower at the dessert table.

“Okay, but don’t fill up on sugar, mister,” Saffron told her son. “You haven’t had your supper yet.”

After giving him a kiss, Saffron let her son rush off to grab some sweets while the rest of us continued to enjoy the party with Diamond clinging to me the whole time. As the hour grew late, the dance floor opened up and the musicians began playing a melodious tune as party guests began escorting their dates onto the floor for a dance. I watched from the sidelines trying not to look bored, but it was kinda hard not to. I understood what this event would entail, and I wanted to be presentable for Mr. Rich as his trusted employee. I was standing by Diamond as she danced with Nala, which was fun to watch as my furry companion made her laugh and smile.

“Bored to tears yet?” I turned to see Marshall walk up to me with a drink in hand.

“Eh, I’ve experienced more boring things,” I shrugged. “Aren’t you supposed to be with the Princess?”

“Not to worry, I’ve got guards on every post. Some are even with the crowd.” Marshall said as he pointed to several men in casual tuxedos around the princess before I spotted several more on the upper floor. To say he was good at his job would be an understatement as we sat to enjoy our wine.

“So, I hear you’re quite the celebrity in Ponyville. Must be beating the ladies off with a stick. Ha!” He joked as he watched the couples on the dance floor. “Mr. Rich must trust you very much if he invited you personally.”

“Well, I have gotten pretty popular ever since I helped with the Eris incident a while back,” I shrugged again. “And I’ve helped people here and there, but I wouldn’t say people are flocking to get my attention. As for Diamond, I’ve come to care for her as she was my blood.”

“Spoken like a true blood brother,” Marshall nodded admirably.

“So, what’s your story?” I asked Marshall. “Ain’t seen you when I was in Canterlot. You know Shining Armor?”

“Not exactly, I'm originally from Prance.” Marshall confessed as he finished the last of his wine. “Surprised? I know, I don’t sound like it. It’s because I moved here after some…family squabble back home. Signed on with the guard when I retired.”

“Wow, quite the backstory,” I said and eyed Saffron talking to some investors. “And how’d you end up with that lucky lady?”

“Well…one day I came to her restaurant after catching the aroma of her father’s curry. I offered what money I had left for whatever she could give me and, while this may be exaggerating, I tasted a piece of heaven that day and found myself an angel.” Marshall then felt for the wedding band hidden beneath his leather glove and smiled. “Soon enough, we got to know each other, and our relationship bloomed and then we were married and had my boy, Clove. I’ve never felt more blessed.”

“If you don’t mind me asking, what kind of work did you do before the guard?” I asked casually.

Marshall was silent as he took a sip from his drink. “I…was a mercenary.”

That piece of information caught me off guard and the atmosphere around him turned dark.

“Woah, woah, easy there, big guy,” I consoled the man, patting his back. “I clearly overstepped. I’m sorry I asked. You don’t have to tell me. I was just making small talk.”

“It’s alright. My wife and the princess know already, so do my men. They don’t judge.” Marshall sighed as he handed his wine glass over to a waiter. “Speaking of which, I must offer her a dance before someone else does. Enjoy the party.”

Marshall left me alone once again, and I sighed. That guy clearly had some fucked up past that I had no right to pry about.

“Well, that could’ve gone better,” I mumbled. “Way to spoil the mood with your dumbass question, Rickert.”

“Big brother Axel?” Diamond looked up at me with a smile as another classical song started playing. I decided to change the mood by offering Diamond my hand.

“May I have this dance, little lady?” I asked.

“Eeee! Yes!” Diamond squealed as we made our way to the dance floor as some of the audience looked on. Many of them found the scenario cute as Diamond followed me step for step.

“Here comes the twirl,” I said before twirling her around and going back into a waltz.

I then gently scooped the girl up under her arms and twirled her in the air as she laughed happily in my arms.

“You’re like a flying angel, little sis!” I said to her.

As the song came to an end, the audience gave a little applause before the floor was cleared once more and Celestia began to take center stage, looking regal as ever with her dress flowing almost as freely as her mane.

“The princess will now choose her dance partner for the evening.” The conductor announced as many of the bachelors in the crowd began fixing themselves up and freshening their breath.

“Pfft, yeah, good luck,” I scoffed to myself when I felt Diamond pull on my hand. When I looked down, she was pointing in front of me, and I looked to see Celestia approaching me with a smile. “…oh shit,” I said quietly to myself before she was a few feet away.

“May I have this dance, Sir Axel?” She said with etiquette in her voice with the crowd eagerly awaiting my reply.

I swallowed a massive lump in my throat as blood rushed to my cheeks. I glanced at her hand, and she held out and could feel the cold stares of envy from nearly everyone in the room.

“Um…s-sure,” I said dumbly, my voice cracking a little, and took her hand.

The two of us took center stage and the musicians began to play once more. Nervously, I placed one hand on her waist and held her other hand with mine as we began to waltz with others slowly joining us in a unified dance.

“You dance well, Axel, have you taken lessons?” the princess smiled as we kept in rhythm.

“Not really,” I admitted. “I’m just going with the flow. So, could you please lead?”

“Hmhm. My pleasure,” she giggled softly.

Without anyone even noticing, Celestia cast a spell on my feet that made them move as if they were dancing on air. Soon enough, the entire crowd was watching our every move, and were especially entranced when I dipped the princess over and twirled her around making her dress open like a flower in bloom. Before I knew it, I was entranced by her beauty and her smile as her eyes seemed to sparkle in the light. I ended up being so lost in her eyes that I didn’t notice when the song came to an end. We found ourselves staring at each other’s eyes with a warm smile on our faces.

“Sorry for how hectic things have been,” I said out of the blue. “I’ve heard you’re still kinda dealing with those Northerners from time to time.”

“I will admit, they’ve been causing trouble along our borders,” Celestia acknowledged. I only hope that-.”

Suddenly the doors blew open as the guests were startled and all turned to see several fur-clad men walking into the room and even from a distance I could sense their bloodlust and something sinister.

“Oh shit…” I said.

“Guess I was right, boys,” the one leading them scoffed with a grin. “A party that we weren’t invited to.”

“How dare you barge in here!” An aristocrat barked. “This is a private charity ball!”

“Piss off,” one of them spat as he shoved him aside and marched towards the buffet table where Nate was grabbing a meal with his mother.

“Looky here, a fine piece of meat~.” The barbarian eyed Saffron up and down with a hungry look. “Food’s not bad either.”

Celestia scowled at the men and marched over to them with me following her from afar.

“Oh, and look who it is,” the leader grinned. “Princess Celestia in all her glory.”

“Mr. Adils,” Celestia said with malice. “How many times must I make it clear to you that my sister and I have no intention of opening our borders to you and your king?!”

“Our king does not take kindly to refusal, your grace. You should reconsider your choice carefully,” Adils, the one leading this group, said with a sly grin on his face while continuing to pursue Saffron. “Never seen you before my lovely. Got a name?”

“Stay back!” Saffron slapped his hand away as they laughed in amusement.

“Ooh I like ‘em fiery~!” Aldis chortled.

“Mom, I’m scared!” Clove said as he clung to his mother.

“A mother, are ya? Guess that explains those big tits, eh boys?!” Aldis joked, making his men laugh mockingly.

The men laughed out loud, and Mr. Rich boldly approached the men.

“You are interrupting my charity ball, gentlemen,” Rich said with a displeased frown. “I must ask you to vacate the area immediately.”

“Hey sir,” one of Adils’ men said to him. “If this is a charity thing, that means there’s a lot of money, right?”

“None for the likes of you,” Rich said as they got in each other’s faces, ready to throw punches but I could easily see that this guy was twice the size of Mr. Rich.

“Gentlemen, I suggest you follow the host’s advice and leave,” Marshall said with one hand resting on his sword. “And you.” He glared at Adlis. “Back away from my wife and son if you wanna keep that hand.”

“Look at this guy,” Adils said, pointing at Marshall. “Thinks he can talk to me like that.”

“Then how about me?” I said, stepping up and let some electric bolts crackle a little off my shoulders.

“…The Demon!” Some of the men gasped.

“Again with that nickname…” I grumbled.

“You’re the brat who drove off some of my comrades a while back,” Aldis said bitterly. “You have no idea who you’re messing with, boy.”

“You’re right, I don’t,” I said. “I don’t give a shit.”

“Last chance. Leave…” Marshall joined my side, and I could hear his sword being drawn partway out of its sheath, all could sense the tension in the air as they made room. “Saffron, take Nate and stay out of the way.”

“You’re making a big mistake, Demon,” Adils said to me. “We still remember the day you chased us out of that hick town.”

“Then I clearly didn’t send enough of a message, dipshit,” I said back.

“…GET THEM!” Adlis yelled as his men went on the attack.

“Don’t kill them!” I shouted to Marshall just before they came within striking distance. The captain was quick to remove his sword from his belt while it was still in its sheath and began beating the first attacker down with quick precision as I flipped the second one over after wrapping his arm with my chain and snapped his arm at the joint.

“What the hell is wrong with you, idiots?! Take them down!” Adlis ordered his men who were coming in with magic pistols and swords drawn. It was clear these guys were out for blood.

I coated my fists in electricity and charged at the men. I took a southpaw stance and began pelting one of the men with punches and slugged him in the gut. He keeled over and two more tried to double team me. I dodged and weaved their strikes while skipping on my feet and delivered right and left hooks on their faces and chest. I ducked out of the way from a haymaker before coming back out and slammed my fist up his jaw with an uppercut. When he was down, the other guy roared in anger and tried jumping at me. I managed to jump out of the way before elbowing him in the back of his head as hard as I could.

“You had your chance, now pay for your trespass!” Marshall said as he finally drew his sword, but it was nothing like I had ever seen. The blade was black and seemed to have an otherworldly shine to it as it sparkled in the light, one could swear it was forged from the very night sky as it came swinging at our assailants.

“That sword…” Adlis said with a hint of recognition before watching the rest of his men get beaten within an inch of their lives as they all tried to rush us again.

“Don’t you guys ever give up?!” I shouted before bashing one of them in the face with my knee.

One tried coming at me from behind and I switched to Video. I summoned my digital wings and flew up in the air to dodge, which seemed to shock the entire crowd at the sight of my powers.

“What magic is this?!”

“He really is some kind of demon!”

“COOL!” Clove shouted in excitement as he watched his dad and I give the Northern thugs another beatdown. One of the goons managed to tackle Marshall into a table before he grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it over his head, much to the dismay of the waiter who had it.

“That was from the princesses private stash sir!” One of Marshall’s men yelped.

“Oops,” Marshall shrugged before jumping back into the fray.

I swooped down and tackled another thug to the ground before unleashing a barrage of punches across his face until he blacked out. I glanced over at Alis and could tell he was about to pop a blood vessel because of how pissed he looked.

“Enough of this!” Adils snarled and put two fingers in his mouth before whistling loudly. Suddenly, the windows shattered and a dozen more Northerners swooped in all armed to the teeth.

“Trash this place! Take their valuables and any women you desire!” Adils commanded.

“Oh, so you wanna play like that?!” I said and stood up while charging my Video power. “Two can play at that game!” I then slammed both hands on the ground and a large digital circle appeared around me. Everyone was once again shocked to see me summon a dozen of my own digital angel soldiers. They all turned to me and bent down on their knees.

“My lord, what is your command?” They all asked in unison.

“Dispatch and subdue the intruders! Protect the civilians! I’ll create an opening!” I commanded, sounding like a leader, and unsheathed my Amp. Using my power, I formed six digital strings that went from the pommel of my Amp down between the two prongs.

"What is that strange thing?"

“I suggest you cover your ears,” I advised as I held my Amp like a guitar and a pick formed in my hand. I raised my arm high, preparing to strike all chords.

“Oooh!” Marshall exclaimed as he ducked behind a pillar and covered his ears. “HIT THE DIRT!”

I swung my arm down on the digital cords of my Amp and a massive wave of digital energy erupted from it, sounding like a loud electric guitar strum. The wave knocked back most of the Northerners and civilians as the angels went to work and confronted them. I turned to Adils who was still standing, and he stared at me looking bewildered and very pissed off at the same time.

“You’re out of your league, Adils,” I said and held my Amp with both hands and a sword blade materialized between the coils. “You should quit now while you can.”

“This isn’t over…” Adlis tried to act unphased, but his façade quickly faded when the royal guard suddenly stormed into the room and instantly surrounded him and his goons.

“I think it’s time for you to leave,” Marshall insisted while dusting himself off.

“I WILL NOT GO DOWN SHAMELESSLY!” Adils bellowed and suddenly pulled out a pistol and aimed.

Time slowed down and noticed immediately that he wasn’t aiming at Marshall or me. I turned my head to see Celestia behind me and Adils fired his weapon. Everything was in slow motion as I dropped my Amp and flapped my wings as hard as I could. The magic bullet flew right towards Celestia when I managed to barely fly in its path and took the shot in my chest. I felt an unbearable pain as I fell to the ground and my wings disappeared.

“Argh!” I cried as I held my chest and coughed up some blood.

“AXEL!” Celestia cried out as I fell to the floor.

“Let that teach you a lesson, you-!” Before Aldis could finish his insult, the guard subdued him and hauled him off as he struggled in vain to get free, cursing the princess and calling her all sorts of obscene names. “YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS, WHORE!! MARK MY WORDS!! YOU WILL PAY!!”

“Shut him up!” Marshall barked as one of his men conked him out before some medical staff came to tend to my wound. “Axel? Axel come on, wake up!” He shouted while patting my cheek as I slowly reopened my eyes.

“Fuck…this hurts,” I grunted.

“Please be okay! Please!” Celestia begged.

“Hang on…just gimme a sec,” I said and tried to focus.

Digital lights began surrounding my body and the immense pain slowly began to fade away. I grunted again, and the magical burn on my chest made me wince. Celestia and Marshall were silent as they watched my fast-healing repair the damage until I was completely healed. I took a deep breath before sitting up straight and patted my chest a few times but didn’t feel pain anymore.

“Whew…good as new,” I sighed when Celestia suddenly hugged me close.

“You sure you’re not some kind of alien?” Marshall asked while the medics checked the bullet hole in my shirt.

“He’s alright, not even a spec of blood,” the medic said.

“Still, better get him checked out. In the meantime, haul the rest of these scum to the dungeons!” Marshall ordered.

“Sir!” They saluted.

I managed to stand up and the whole crowd was staring at me. I then heard the sounds of someone clapping which then led to more people clapping, and soon the whole ballroom was applauding me with happy smiles.

“I suppose this means the party’s over?” I asked, feeling like I had just ruined the whole event despite it not being my fault.

“It would be such a waste for all these guests to leave so early, I think we can keep going.” Celestia winked. “Besides, the night has yet to come. And you have done more than saved these people. You saved me as well.”

“I must say, Axel, not many can take a bullet and live,” Marshall said. “Not only that but you even took it for the Princess. You’ve more than earned my respect for that.”

“I just moved on instinct,” I said. “I didn’t want Celestia to get hurt.”

“Maybe I should bring you into my unit,” Marshall joked as he slugged my arm before his family came running up to us.

“DAD, THAT WAS AWESOME!” Clove said as he was picked up by his father. “You were all THWACK! and POW! A-and Axel was WOOSH!”

“Alright, Clove, calm down,” Saffron giggled at her son’s excitement before giving her husband a comforting kiss. “Are you alright?”

“Nothing a stiff drink and a warm bed couldn’t handle.” Marshall winked to his wife. Several servants got to work cleaning up the mess. My digital angels were still around and on standby, so I waved my hand as if ordering them to help clean. To which they did.

“I’m just glad it’s over,” I said, then looked at Celestia while holding out my hand. “How about we continue where we left off?”

“I’d be honored,” Celestia said.

With a snap of her fingers, the musicians resumed playing and the party carried on after a quick cleanup by the staff and my angels. The dance floor was once again packed with couples both new and old swaying to the rhythm. I was impressed that these people didn’t let those party crashes ruin a good party.

“This has been quite eventful,” Celestia said while gently being twirled.

“Are all your parties this wild?” I asked as we followed the beat of the music.

“Not really but things have gotten interesting since your arrival,” the princess smiled as we finished our dance with a graceful bow.

The audience applauded us again and I waved to the crowd.

“I gotta say, if these parties are this crazy,” I chuckled, “I might just attend another-”

Chu!

“I’d be happy to invite you again,” Celestia said with a wink as she left to chat with the party guests while I stood there stiff as a statue, cheeks flushed pink from her bold display of affection.

I blinked several times after what had just transpired. On my cheek was a small pink lipstick mark from the kiss Celestia planted when she caught me off guard. As I stood there dumbfounded, Diamond, Nala, and Mr. Rich finally came up to me and Diamond gave me a big hug.

“Oh wow! I can’t believe the Princess kissed you!” Diamond squealed.

“Out of all the things that happened tonight, that’s the thing you take from this?” Axel asked while returning the hug.

“You fight and almost die all the time. This is new,” Diamond explained.

“I have never been so proud,” Rich said before suddenly bonking me over the head.

“OW! What was that for?” I deadpanned.

“For scaring me half to death with that little stunt! I almost had a heart attack!” Rich barked.

“Hey, I had to act fast,” I shrugged. “Otherwise, those bag guys would’ve hurt the princess.”

“You’re a hero, big brother Axel!” Diamond chirped.

“Hey, I wasn’t the only one,” I said as a crowd began to form around us, each coming to offer their thanks.

Hey, partner. How’s about letting me take the wheel soon? You look like you’ve had enough fun for today, Dante whispered in my head.

I had to hide my sour expression as I listened to Dante’s poisonous words. I couldn’t place it, but I somehow could tell. Whatever was gonna happen this night was probably gonna be just as bad as he did in the shopping district. All I could do now was continue to mingle and hide the fact that I had a mass-murdering split personality sitting patiently in my head, waiting to be unleashed to spill more blood.