The New Arrival

by Shadow of the Night

Rating: teen
Tags: Random, Crossover, Main 6, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Berry Punch, Dark, Lyra, Original Character, Bon-Bon
Length: 11312

Sometimes, when you find yourself in another world, you must learn to change yourself.

When a strange new stallion appears out of thin air, everypony gets curious. Where is he from? How did he get his cutie mark? However, none know of his dark past. His actions- cold, hard, cruel actions- give clues to his real being, which must be realized to know why he performed his actions. He was a killer, but when a killer is in a different world in a different body, they must, as their appearance has, change their very spirit to find a place in the world. And when you find how relatively hollow your life has been, you strive to undo what you have done.

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Published 2013-05-15 03:30:02 UTC
Last updated 2013-05-15 03:30:02 UTC

The New Arrival

5/6/13

In Ponyville, everything seemed to be normal. The Pegasi were moving the clouds, Earth Ponies were conversing alongside Unicorns that were practicing spells. None of them knew that a new pony would arrive that would change Equestrian history forever.

Just outside of Ponyville, there was a bright blue flash as what seemed to be a portal opened up. A stallion was spat out of it, and then the portal collapsed. On the ground, the stallion got up opened his eyes, and looked around. He didn't know where he was or how he got here; all he could remember was that he was about to die on a train and suddenly got teleported here. The stallion tried to stand, only to realize he was on four legs instead of two. He couldn’t stand up, and realized his feet had been replaced with hooves. He saw Ponyville in the distance, and set out to gain information.

Pinkie was hopping down the street, excited as always. She was on her way to see Twilight! Oh, it was going to be so much fun fun fun! She was just so excited! Then she saw the stallion.
The stallion seemed very unusual. He was big- bigger than Big Mac-, his eyes were golden, his mane was pure black, and his coat was a very pale gray; pale to the point it was almost white. The stallion was very heavyset, and something about him was… menacing. Ponies that looked at him immediately seemed disturbed, and gave the stallion a massive amount of room. Pinkie noticed his cutie mark, and she noticed it was the oddest thing about the stallion. It was the face of some reptilian creature that was almost identical to the stallion’s coat, and it was overlapping a bizarre tool, and a rather intimidating double-edged sword. Above the face was a creature that looked like the mutant child of a Xenomorph face and a bat. Above that was a symbol that looked like a red cross. However, the parts that would have made it a cross were rounded and ended with pointed tips. The color was that of dried blood. This didn't deter Pinkie though; she hopped her way to the stallion because she was so curious and wanted to introduce him to her friends and to become friends with him. She stopped right in front of the stallion, and before Pinkie started speaking, she noticed that in the stallion’s eyes, there seemed to be nothing but cruelty, emptiness, distance, and… emotionlessness. That still didn’t deter Pinkie Pie, though, and she went ahead anyways. She started off by saying, “Hi, I’m Pinkie Pie, and I’m so excited to see somepony new! Where did you come from? What’s your name? What do you like to do? Ooh, ooh, ooh! How did you get your cutie mark?” The stallion glared at her, and stepped aside. He continued walking ahead as if Pinkie didn't exist. Pinkie still wasn’t deterred though. She kept up and continued asking the stallion questions, such as: “Why are your eyes so gold? Who are your parents? Do you like cupcakes? What’s your favorite thing to do? What’s your biggest secret? What’s your favorite word, pony? My favorites are pickle barrel and cumquat! I love how they sound! Pickle barrel, cumquat, pickle barrel, cumquat, pickle barrel, cumquat, pickle barrel, cumquat, pickle barrel, cumquat, pickle barrel, cumquat…” This continued for almost fifteen seconds until the stallion finally turned his head.

“STOOOOOOOOOOOOP!!!” The stallion yelled so loudly that Pinkie’s mane flew backwards. Pinkie’s eyes went small when she realized that the stallion had razor-sharp teeth, and his voice… it was a horrific rasp that sounded like the wind, and it was filled with cruelty. It chilled every cell in Pinkie and caused her to have goose bumps; she shivered horribly and felt utterly terrified by the voice she had just heard. All around her, other ponies were doing the same, and some had even fainted due to the stallion’s voice. There was also a sense of authority in the stallion’s voice, and a lot of power in it, too. Pinkie couldn’t believe how cruelly she had just been, in a sense, put down, and felt tears fill her eyes. She began to cry, which caused the stallion to maliciously remark, “Pathetic.” The stallion simply turned his head back to face forward, and walked on as if nothing had ever happened. This shocked the other ponies even more, and they realized that stallion was likely emotionless, and didn’t care what happened around him. He was practically apathetic. Many of them went to comfort Pinkie Pie, while others just stood there, trying to process what they had just witnessed.

Rainbow Dash was flying in the sky, and couldn’t be happier. She was free, free to roam the sky for however long she wanted. Then she saw it. It was a stallion walking along, getting harsh stares from other ponies. She could see the stallion’s features: A pale gray coat, a bizarre cutie mark, golden eyes, and a mane as black as the night sky. He was big, too, and very heavyset. However, what got Rainbow’s attention was the crowd of ponies that was surrounding Pinkie Pie. Rainbow flew over to the cluster, and realized that Pinkie was crying. Rainbow landed right in front of her, and asked, “What happened?”

Pinkie replied by saying, “There… was this stallion. Pale gray, golden eyes, a mane that was pure black, a weird cutie mark, and an uber-scary raspy voice.”

Rainbow realized that Pinkie was describing the stallion from earlier. Rainbow flapped her wings to make sure they were ready and said, “Pinkie, I’m going to lay him out.” Rainbow flew up, up and away, in pursuit of the mystery stallion. It didn't take her long to find the stallion. Rainbow landed next to him and said, “Stop right there, chump!” This caught the stallion’s attention immediately. Rainbow was ready to scold him, no matter what she had to say. “You insulted my friend and made her cry!!! What was that for?!”

“She was weak. She couldn’t take anything seriously. She was annoying; she deserved what she got!”

Rainbow was shocked. The first and second things that got her were the stallion’s voice and razor sharp teeth. The third was what he had said. He had said Pinkie was weak, and deserved to be called that. How dare he?! “No way, buster!!! Pinkie’s nice-”

“Weeeaaak!”

“-kind, loving, and excited. She’s just a bit jumpy, that’s all. You had no right to call her that!”

“You are pathetic for siding with the useless!!!”

“WHAT?!” Rainbow’s fuse had been ignited, and it was dangerously close to being blown apart. “PINKIE’S NOT USELESS! YOU SHOULD BE HAPPY THAT SHE DECIDED TO PAY ANY ATTENTION TO AN IDIOT LIKE YOU!!! YOU’RE PATHETIC!!!” Everypony was watching this, now. Pinkie had even managed to get back up on her hooves and was witnessing this now. She knew Rainbow would win this. Rainbow said to the stallion, “WHY ARE YOU SO APATHETIC?!”

“You are nothing more than a pest; a cockroach. And cockroaches must be squashed for the strong to survive.”

Rainbow had not anticipated that one. However, it set her off. She wasn't a roach, and she wasn't a pest. With a roar, she punched the stallion in the face, only to recoil and yell in pain. The stallion’s skull felt as hard as diamond! She looked up, and noticed the stallion had gotten up on his hind legs, and then, out of nowhere, a set of scarlet-colored armor appeared and covered up every part of the stallion excluding his face and front hooves. His golden eyes screamed that he was very unamused by Dash’s attempt to injure him. Dash also noticed that the stallion was extremely tall on his hind legs; he seemed to be at least 6ft tall. The stallion laughed a horrible laugh, and said, “That is what you call ‘fighting’, weakling? Witness true physical power!” The stallion used his left hoof, and somehow held Dash in place. He coiled his right leg back, and released Dash only a second before landing an unimaginable blow to Dash’s face, which caused her to soar into a nearby building with so much force that it collapsed. Dash felt funny; she was bleeding and was missing some of her teeth. She couldn’t figure out if she had been punched or if she had actually been rammed by a train. She saw several ponies getting nurses, and when one of them reached Dash, she blacked out.

The stallion was amused by all the stares he was getting from the other… what were they called? Ponies? Yes, that was it. The stallion turned to the crowd and smirked, getting horrified expressions from the ponies. Without a word, he turned around and walked on to find information. He was pleased with himself. Apparently that portal had saved him from death, and had given him a new opportunity. After some time, he found a pony. She was female by the looks of it, and had what seemed to be two streams of solid hair coming down from her head. One seemed to be blue, while the other was rose pink. She had blue eyes, a tan hide, and three wrapped pieces of candy on what the ponies would have called her ‘flank’. What was it called? Oh, a cutie mark. The stallion turned to see his flanks, and noticed his featured his real face, his sword, his Troika, a Kryll, and the symbol of the Horde. Upon turning his head back, he noticed that the mare had turned around, revealing her buttocks. The stallion felt his cheeks become red, and immediately felt embarrassed. As if to make matters worse for him, the mare turned around and noticed the stallion’s staring. She looked at him curiously before saying in a voice that sounded like that of a teenager, “Hello. I’m Bon Bon. Who are you?”

The stallion felt relieved that Bon Bon wasn't battering him with questions. This calmed him, but when he tried to speak, he couldn’t find the words. Bon Bon said, “Well, if you don’t tell me yours, I’ll have to come up with one.” The stallion desperately tried to say his name, and then he realized he couldn’t remember his name. Bon Bon then said, “Well, I’ll have to come up with one for you. Let me see your cutie mark…” Bon Bon took one look at the stallion’s flanks, and jumped back. “I don’t know what that means. Even so, I need to persist. I’ll call you…” She paused for a moment to build up some tension… “… Razor’s Edge! Do you like it?”

“Yes.”

Bon Bon practically jumped out of her skin when she heard the stallion’s voice. She asked him, “Is that how you always sound?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, um, O.K. Have you been to Ponyville before?” The stallion shook his head no. “Well, where do you live?”

“I am not from this planet at all.”

“You’re not from… anywhere in Equestria?”

“No.”

“Well… then I guess you need someplace to stay. Come with me, Razor.” Bon Bon cantered off, with Razor following close behind, which caused him to blush even more due to having Bon Bon’s buttocks right there.

“Will she be O.K., Redheart?” Twilight asked the nurse. She had heard about how Rainbow had been brutally punched by an anonymous stallion, and had informed Applejack, Rarity, and Fluttershy. Together with Pinkie, they had raced to the hospital.

Redheart responded by saying, “Well, believe it or not, she will. It’s stunning. She does have some skull damage, logically, but curiously, it’s not too bad. She has a concussion and has lost a few teeth, but miraculously her brain didn’t start bleeding. If she had, then she probably would not have been able to fly again due to brain damage. Speaking of that, her wings are fractured, but they’ll heal on their own.” Redheart finished.

Twilight, Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy, and Pinkie all sighed in relief. They asked if they could visit Dash, and Redheart obliged. They got to Dash’s room, and when they saw her, the first one to speak was actually Dash herself. “Well, I’m stunned that I’m going to be O.K. When that stallion punched me, it felt more like I had been hit by a train.”

Applejack said, “Well, Rainbow, ah want to find that stallion and buck him in the face.”

Sniggers all around. Applejack didn't know what the sniggering was about until she realized how ‘buck’ sounded very similar to a certain word. She turned red with embarrassment immediately and said, “I don’t mean it like that! I meant that I want to kick that stallion in the face!”

The sniggers went into laughter, and Applejack realized another alternate meaning to what she had said. “Cornsarnit!” She said.

Out of nowhere, Redheart came into the room and said, “Well, sorry to tell all of you this, but visiting hours are over. I hope all of you have a good night.”

After saying their goodbyes, everypony left except Rainbow. RD then asked, “Writer, why did this happen?”

It was meant to happen. It’s part of the plot.

“HAHAHAHA!”

Not the butt kind of plot, I mean the story kind of plot.

“HAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Oh well, she’s not listening.

“So, that’s everything that happened to you before you arrived here?” Bon Bon asked Razor. Razor nodded in response. Bon Bon had gotten Razor’s Edge to talk about what had happened to him before he had arrived in Ponyville. According to him, he had been born, became a soldier for his own kind, was upgraded into an elite unit due to his intelligence, and a year later, the leader of his kind had noticed him and had personally promoted him to a general, and then his kind, desperate to escape some kind of parasitic freak-plague, had come out of the ground and had slaughtered another species. Razor himself had been at the forefront of this attack. Razor’s species was easily winning, until the other species had used some kind of laser weapon, which burned the planet’s surface entirely except for one part, and had killed millions, possibly billions, on both sides. Despite this tragedy, Razor’s species had managed to survive it, and then reemerged in the billions. However, Razor’s adversaries managed to slowly grind forward, and they eventually had found him. Two of them had managed to get on a train and tried to kill Razor, but right before he died, the portal had opened up. Bon Bon was incredibly surprised; this was one heck of a story! “Razor, I just… cannot believe you. That was ridiculous. There’s no such thing as chainsaw guns or Kryll or Corpsers. So, what really happene-”

Bon Bon went silent as Razor shot her a glare. Bon Bon was brave, but Razor’s glare was downright terrifying. It was full of flames, wrath, and cruelty. It spoke volumes about the personality behind the eyes. It spoke of brutality, war, and some things so horrible that the only thing that kept her staring into Razor’s eyes was morbid curiosity. She saw… things. One in particular; it seemed to be a memory. She saw what Razor had described as a Corpser emerging from the ground, creating a hole in a city. Bon Bon realized that the creatures that were running from the Corpser were Humans, as Lyra had described them. Out of the ground came… pale, gray creatures that seemed humanoid, but had what seemed to be scales instead of skin. They held guns, and began gunning down the unarmed humans. Out of nowhere, a group of what appeared to be humans in armor appeared and began fighting the humanoids. Then, a massive, gray humanoid appeared, much taller than the others. It held a sword and was surrounded by a group of creatures that Razor had described as Kryll. Then, right there, the memory ended. Bon Bon was in utter horror. Razor had, if he had been telling the truth, been part of what was more of a brutal massacre than a war. Razor was now staring at her in interest, and asked in confusion, “What happened?”

“I… I saw something. A memory, I guess, playing in your eyes. A Corpser came out of the ground, and those pale gray humanoids came out. They started shooting unarmed humans, and then human soldiers showed up. Then, a much taller gray humanoid showed up, and then the memory ended.”

Razor was looking at her in surprise, and simply said, “You have witnessed one of my memories of war.”

Bon Bon then looked outside. It was 10:00 P.M., so she turned to Razor and said, “Well, it’s time to go to bed, Razor, honey.” She had decided to say ‘honey’ just to, in a way, tease Razor, but the reaction was not what she anticipated.

“What are we going to do in bed?”

“What?! Actually, I was joking. I just remembered that there was a rave that Vinyl invited me to. Would you like to come along?”

“Rave?”

“Well, it’s a real crazy party. I would like it if you would come along.”

Razor nodded furiously. With that confirmed, Bon Bon headed off into the night, with Razor following close behind.

The rave. Everything was going crazy. Bon Bon was dancing with her friends, while various ponies did things such as walking on their hind legs, using magic to float, etc., etc. However, Razor was alone. He was sitting alone, watching Bon Bon dance and party with her friends. As soon as he and Bon had arrived there, Razor had instantly decided that he wouldn’t be dancing. It looked embarrassing. He noticed that Bon Bon was talking with her friends, and seemed to be concerned about something. Razor had a superior sense of hearing, so he leaned in to listen in.

“What? You’re crazy!” Bon Bon said.

“Aw, come on, Bonny! You can do it!” Razor noticed the pony that had said this was a mint-green unicorn. He identified her as Lyra Heartstrings, and he knew this because Bon Bon had told him what her friends looked like. She had also described what they liked to talk about. However, Razor didn't know what Lyra was trying to get Bon Bon to do. “Bonny, you can do it! I triple dog-dare you to do it!” This caught both Bon Bon and Razor by surprise. A triple dog-dare was inescapable. It had to be done.

Bon Bon seemed to go pale as she said, “Fine. I’ll do it. Only this time.”

“Yay, Bonny!” Berry Punch said.

Bon Bon slowly cantered over to where Razor was. Razor was trying to process what Bon Bon had been dared to do. Had she been dared to kiss him? Razor hoped so. He kind of felt a bit of compassion for Bon Bon, especially because of… well, he didn't know what. Her buttocks, perhaps? Yeah, that had to be it. Razor was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't notice Bon Bon was right in front of him until he heard her trying to get his attention. Razor snapped out of it and asked, “Yes?”

“Well…” Bon Bon began. “I’ve been dared to… to… Oh, for the love of Celestia, it’s better to do it than to say it!” Bon Bon got much closer, which excited Razor, and right before Bon Bon could do what she was dared to do, a voice came out from above.

“Is everypony having a good time?!” Vinyl shouted from her DJ stand.

“YEAH!!!” Everypony shouted back.

“Well, tonight is one of the nights where I choose somepony to be up here with me!”

This caught everypony’s attention, especially Razor’s. He realized this could put him into a position of power and authority. He needed that. As much as he loved Ponyville so far, he had to go back home. He had to continue fighting against the humans. Then, a pair of lights shined down on the crowd. The lights began moving wildly, and Razor could tell that these would stop on the pony that would join the DJ on her stand. The lights began to slow down, and eventually, they landed on Bon Bon. Then, they moved over and covered Razor. “Well, well, well, come up, big boy!” Razor managed to move himself forward, finding his way to the DJ’s stand, and managed to climb up. The stand was rather disorganized, with wires everywhere, along with strange electronic equipment. There was also a Starbucks coffee cup, right next to the two disks. Razor once again found himself staring at a pair of butt cheeks, which caused him to blush again. What was with him and buttocks? The only guess he could come up with was that he felt that it made somepony more attractive. Then, the DJ turned around to face him, and Razor found himself staring at an exceptionally pretty mare. She had a crazy, spiky blue mane, purple shades, and very pale white skin that Razor believed could be compared to his own kind. Then, the DJ moved her glasses up, revealing her eyes to be a shade of moderate cerise (magenta). Those eyes were unbelievable; they made Razor blush like crazy, and caused his eyes to widen. Vinyl ended up being in the same state as Razor within a few seconds. Then, she sprung forward, and was only stopped by the collision of her lips onto Razor’s. Razor was now entirely red in the face, more surprised than annoyed. He hadn’t seen this one coming, but he should enjoy it, at the very least. Then, right then, Vinyl moved back. She was even redder than her own eyes, and said, “Oh, um… sorry! I thought I could control myself. Even so, you are pretty handsome, big boy. I’m Vinyl Scratch, but everypony calls me DJ-PON3. What’s your name?”

“Razor’s Edge.”

Vinyl would have leaped to the moon if it weren’t for gravity. “Uh… are you ok? Is there something wrong with your voice?”

“No.”

“That is your real voice?”

“Yes.”

“Oh. Has it always sounded like that?”

“Yes.”

“O.K. Well, Razor, I already like you.” Razor blushed even more upon hearing this. “So, Razor, what do you say we go to the back?”

“Why?”

“Oh, you’ll see. I think you’re gonna like it.”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Answer.”

“I have something to show you.”

“What?”

Vinyl facehoofed instantly after hearing that. This stallion was definitely cautious. “Listen, either you get off the stand, or you just come with me.”

“No.”

“No to what?!”

“Both.”

“Why are you speaking in single words?”

“I want to.”

Another facehoof. Man, this stallion was turning out to be annoying! “Seriously, get off now.”

“No.”

“Then come with me.”

“No.”

“Off.”

“No.”

“Then come with me.”

“No.”

“Off.”

“No.”

“Fine!” Vinyl said, aggravated. “You’re coming with me, buster!” She proceeded to use her magic to grab Razor, and to silence him as well. With that done, Vinyl proceeded to carry him to the back.

When they finally got there, Vinyl was sweating. Razor had been extremely heavy, and when Vinyl finally dropped him, she collapsed, gasping for breath. When she recovered, she noticed Razor was standing up on his hind legs. All Vinyl could say due to her amazement was, “What… how are you doing that?”

“You will die, groundwalker!” Razor stomped the ground, and he rasped, “Serve meee!” As if on command, several small, black creatures that seemed to be the mutant child of a Xenomorph head and a bat flew out and surrounded Razor. He pointed his right hoof at Vinyl, and the creatures swarmed forward. Out of nowhere, a bear appeared, but before it could even snarl, it was swarmed by the bat-like pests. Vinyl watched as the bear swatted at the bats, and to her utter horror noticed that the bear was being brutally torn apart. Parts of its flesh were being consumed by the bat-beasts, and blood flew everywhere. Then, when there was a wide hole, the bats swarmed in. The bear roared in pain, and began to writhe horrifically. It was now a victim of creatures far more monstrous than it. It began to foam at the mouth as the horrible creatures within started to devour its brain; the foam was quickly replaced by blood. A few seconds later, the bear seemed to explode, with several chunks of it flying everywhere. Vinyl got pelted and covered by the bear’s entrails. Now all that was left of the bear that was still recognizable was its lower half. Then, Razor turned to look at Vinyl, and said, grinning, “You are next, groundwalker!” Vinyl got up and galloped away from Razor, shaking off the bits of the bear that had landed on her. She was terrified. She couldn't believe that Razor had such capabilities! Vinyl looked behind her, and noticed that Razor was trailing right behind her. Vinyl could feel the adrenaline pumping through her; it burned her veins and arteries, but she didn't mind the pain. All she cared about was getting out alive. She was starting to outrun Razor, and finally, he was no longer in Vinyl’s peripheral vision. When Vinyl turned her head back around to face forward, she noticed the door right in front of her. Vinyl managed to narrowly avoid colliding with the door, and went for the knob with her magic.

It didn't open.

Why wasn't it opening?! Vinyl always closed the door when she invited a stallion to the back, but she never locked it! Then she realized… several of those bat things were on the doorknob, and they were keeping it from turning. She turned around, only to see Razor towering over her. Then, miraculously, the door flew open, and Vinyl galloped up to the door, and managed to somehow look calm when she stepped back up to her stand. She was shaking, though. She had seen something horrible. She had almost been killed. She turned, and noticed that Razor was behind her, but on all fours instead of his hind legs. Vinyl decided right then that she would have to do what she had wanted to do with Razor right here, right now. She pounced, and managed to flip Razor onto his back. Vinyl then said, “Well, I am certainly furious with you right now, but I’m going to show you what I wanted you to come to the back with me for!” Vinyl could feel her body preparing for what she oh-so desperately wanted.

Right then, she heard Bon Bon.

“Razor, it’s time to go home! Where are you?”

“Crap!” Vinyl muttered to herself. She decided she’d do at least one thing. She moved back, and rubbed Razor’s nether area. She only did this for a few seconds, and then she ran back up to the DJ stand. “Bon Bon, Razor’s right here!” Bon Bon raced to the DJ stand, and stopped when she noticed how Razor looked a bit hypnotized. She also noticed how Razor had red spots that were the same color as blood on him, and also noticed that Vinyl had spots of the same color on her.

“Vinyl, what happened?”

“There was a bear. Razor killed it.”

“How?”

“He summoned these weird bat creatures.”

“Do you mean Kryll?”

“What? That’s what they’re called?”

“Yes. I learned about Razor’s past. Why does he look hypnotized?”

“Oh, we had a little fun together.”

“Well, then. Thanks for taking care of him.”

“No problem.”

Bon Bon nudged Razor and whispered, “Razor, we have to go.” Razor shot back up, causing Bon Bon to flinch. Razor shook his head, obviously trying to get himself awake. Bon Bon sighed and said, “Are you alright?”

Razor looked up to her, and then at Vinyl, who was doing her job, as usual. Bon Bon then watched in shock as Razor got up on his hind legs, and then stomped the ground, causing a swarm of Kryll to surround him. He started to stomp towards Vinyl. Bon Bon shouted, “Razor, what in Equestria are you doing? Get back here!”

Razor turned around and said, “She must die.”

Bon Bon went pale. “What… what do you mean? Surely you’re joking, right?”

“No.”

“No. Razor, I will not let you do this!”

“I will.” Razor resumed stomping towards the DJ stand.

“Razor, I’ll do anything you want tonight as long as you don’t touch her!”

Razor stopped in his tracks, then got back down on all fours, and his Kryll left him. He turned to Bon Bon and asked, “Anything?” Razor got closer to Bon Bon and asked her, “What was the dare?”

“It was… it was… to kiss you. The dare was to kiss you, Razor.” Bon Bon was stunned as out of nowhere, Razor leaned forward and kissed her directly on the lips. Bon Bon hadn’t been expecting it. Did this mean that Razor had a crush on her? Possibly! Then, Razor withdrew from Bon Bon, and smiled.

“It is complete.”

Bon Bon shakily walked down from the DJ stand with Razor right next to her. She decided that her friends deserved to get to know Razor. She turned to Razor and said, “Alright, listen here. We’re going back home, but my friends are coming with us. Is that okay?”

“Yes.”

“Good. I’ll go get them.” Bon Bon cantered over to Lyra and Berry Punch, and she said, “Hi, girls! Want to come home so you can meet Razor?”

“Isn’t Razor here?” Berry Punch asked.

“Yes, but he wants to go home.”

“Well, it’s perfectly fine.”

Lyra said, “We always have a blast when we go to your home. So why not?”

“Perfect! Let’s get started!” Bon Bon exclaimed.

Bon Bon, Lyra, and Berry Punch stepped out of the building where the rave was taking place, and started cantering towards Bon’s home. After a few minutes, Bon Bon realized that Razor wasn't anywhere to be found. She started calling out, “Razor, where are you? Razor!”

Lyra and Berry Punch curiously asked, “What happened?”

“I don’t see Razor anywhere! Help me get his attention!”

All three of them began calling for Razor. When that didn't work, they split up to search for the missing stallion. Bon Bon had decided to look at home, Lyra headed back to the rave to see if Razor had stayed there on accident, and Berry Punch stayed in the center of Ponyville, which was where the three mares had stopped to spit up in their search. Then, out of nowhere, Berry saw both Lyra and Bon Bon running, and a few seconds later, she realized they were being chased by a bear. Then, the three mares collided with each other, tumbling over and over until they smashed into the side of the town hall. They looked up to see the bear standing above them.

“Well, it’s been nice knowing all of you.” Berry said as she started to cry.

Bon Bon and Lyra just sobbed as the bear came closer, and closer, until it was almost on top of them. The three mares embraced each other as they waited for their inevitable demise. They remembered how they had managed to fight off three bullies in school, how they went to college together, and how they had done everything together ever since, and began to cry.
All of a sudden, Bon Bon, Lyra, and Berry Punch felt a warm liquid splash onto them. They opened their eyes, already knowing it was blood. Then they realized it wasn't their own, and they looked up. To their horror and surprise, the bear had been impaled by what seemed to be… a hoof. The bear was bleeding out of its mouth, and then whoever had somehow impaled the bear tossed it to the side, causing more blood to shower the three shocked mares. They recognized the pony instantly.

“Razor?” Bon Bon asked.

Razor ignored her as he stormed toward the bear on his hind legs. This caught Lyra off guard; this was almost impossible for her, and here a stallion that had to weigh at least several-hundred pounds was doing it with no trouble whatsoever! She watched along with her friends as the bear got back up and roared at Razor in rage. It charged Razor, who simply stood his ground. Then, when the bear was in reach, Razor grabbed it by the neck and yanked it right up to him. Then he did something that would be burned into the minds of the three spectating mares.

Razor breathed in… and bit the bear in the neck. The three mares gasped as Razor tore out a massive chunk of the bear’s throat, leaving it stumbling back, gasping for breath. It fell onto its side, and Razor swallowed what he had bitten off of the bear’s throat. Razor wasn't finished, though. The bear collapsed onto its stomach, still alive. Razor stomped toward it, and then tore the bear’s leg off, and began to beat its skull in with its own mutilated leg. Bon Bon, Lyra, and Berry Punch couldn’t even find the strength to scream, and they all puked; they could see the bear’s leg bone clearly in the light of the moon. Then, Razor grabbed the bear’s leg with both hooves, and slammed it down. The bear’s head disappeared, and when Razor tossed his weapon aside; all that was left of the bear’s head was a pile of bloody pulp, with a few pieces of skull, and the eyes were rolling around in a small river of blood. Razor turned to the spectating mares, and they noticed that Razor seemed… disappointed. Without a single word, Razor then disappeared into the night. Lyra got up and asked, “WHAT THE TARTARUS WAS THAT?! HE TORE A BEAR APART!!! THAT’S NOT POSSIBLE!!!”

Berry Punch responded by saying, “Well, Razor apparently proved that it was possible.”

Bon Bon said, “It’s not the first time. Vinyl told me that Razor killed a bear in the back room of the building where the rave was taking place.” Now Lyra and Berry were stunned. Bon Bon simply said, “Why don’t we just… go home?”

“Okay.” Lyra and Berry said simultaneously. They began walking with Bon Bon to her house, and after a few minutes, they finally got there. Bon Bon fumbled with her keys, found them, and opened the door. She looked inside to see Razor rushing up the stairs that were in the living room, leaving a small blood trail behind him. What would cause that? Bon Bon thought to herself. It was probably the bear’s blood. Yes, that had to be it. Even so, there is always a what if.

“Lyra, Berry, I’m going upstairs. Razor went up there, and I’m going to bring him down here. Is that alright?” Bon Bon asked her friends.

“Yes.”

Bon Bon began to ascend the stairs. She was actually afraid of what she would find. What if Razor had killed an animal and dragged it upstairs to devour it in private? Bonny began to shiver in anticipation of what she would discover. She noticed the blood trail went to the left of the hallway, which either meant the bathroom or the bedroom. When she finally reached her bedroom door, she was shaking terribly. It had gone from a small shiver to a full-body twitch, and Bonny had goosebumps everywhere. She breathed in, steeled herself, and opened the door.

The first thing she noticed was that the lights were on. Her room was a delicate pink, with several posters and containers of candies, including bonbons. There was a table that had a 40” plasma T.V., with a Bright Hoof cable box, VCR, Sony Playstation 3, Xbox 360, and pretty much a normal family set up, and each system had its own set of games. Bon Bon’s walls had posters for various movies, and the carpet was blue. However, the main attention grabber was the bed.

The bed’s sheets, usually pink, were stained blood-red. Razor was leaning on it, making eating noises, such as slurping, chomping, and swallowing. Bon Bon’s skin crawled and she shook like crazy, but she gathered the pitiful amount of courage she had left and began to move forward.

Squish, snap.

Razor turned his head instantly to figure out who was behind him Bon Bon was horrified by what she saw. Razor’s face was entirely crimson; his nostrils were caked with blood that wasn't his, and out of his mouth hung out a small limb. Thankfully, it was too small to even belong to a newborn filly. Bon Bon looked down to see what she stepped on, and knew she would have nightmares for months after this.

She had stepped on Angel’s head.

Bon Bon couldn’t hold it in any longer. She screamed for all it was worth, and she could hear her friends rushing up the stairs. The door slammed shut, and clicked as it locked. Razor had summoned more Kryll to him, and had used them to close the bedroom door. Bon Bon could only watch as Razor got closer to her, and when he was right in front of her, he leaned down and ate what remained of Angel Bunny’s head. Razor began to lap the blood off the carpet, and then raced toward the bed, lapping up the blood that remained there as well. The Kryll went crazy at the smell of blood, and after leaving the doorknob, began to suck up the rest of the blood. Spectacularly, within a few seconds, everything looked as if nothing had happened. There wasn't a single drop of blood anywhere; the Kryll had seen to that. Razor simply licked all the blood off his face, and smiled at Bon Bon.

All Bonny could say was, “Why did you… how did you…”

“Necessity.”

“Bonny, are you alright?” Lyra shouted from the other side of the door.

“I’m… I’m fine.” Bon Bon replied. Then, the Kryll went for the door, and unlocked it. After that, they vanished. Lyra and Berry burst through the door, only to see that there was nothing wrong. Bon Bon said, “Everything’s fine. There was just an accident, that’s all.” Razor got up on his hind legs and stomped the ground. His Kryll returned to him, triggering a few startled gasps from Lyra and Berry. Razor walked forward, and pointed his Kryll at the blood trail. The Kryll cleaned the blood, and eventually, Razor got back on all fours. Without hesitation, he bobbed his head down, and began lapping up the blood, much to the shock of Berry and Lyra. Razor followed the blood trail down the stairs.

Berry stared at Bon Bon and asked, “WHAT. THE. FUCK. WAS. THAT?!”

“I truly don’t know.” Bon Bon responded. “He was doing it in my room as well.”

“Lapping up blood?!”

“Yes.”

Lyra cut in by saying, “It smells like dead animal in here.”

Bon Bon felt very nervous, and in spite of her attempts to hide it, it was very apparent. “Bonny, what’s wrong?” Lyra asked. “Was Razor… no, he wasn't… that’s not possible…”

“He… he was. He was eating an animal. A rabbit.” Bon Bon finally answered. She felt relieved that she had gotten that off her shoulders. However, now her friends were just gaping at her. “Now, girls, I know who the rabbit was. I’ll tell you first off I had nothing to do with it. But you’ll have to keep the rabbit’s identity a secret. If you can’t, you might get Razor into a heap of trouble. Can you keep it to yourselves?” Nods from her friends. “It was Angel. Razor ate Angel.” Now Bon Bon’s friends were now horrified and mortified as well. “Listen, I know you two are shocked, but act as if nothing happened. I don’t want Razor in trouble.”

Berry and Lyra looked at each other, and then looked at Bon Bon, and they lackadaisically said, “This never happened. We’re going to take this to the grave.”

Bon Bon sighed in relief and said, “Thank you. Now, let’s go ahead and meet Razor, shall we?”

The three mares went down the stairs and saw Razor sitting down on the couch in the living room… like a human. Razor didn't seem to notice Lyra, Berry, and Bonny coming down to sit next to him until they did just that. Razor ignored them though, and using his eyes, he looked around the room.

It had an entertainment set up that was practically identical to Bon’s room. The walls were a vibrant yellow, and the floor was blue tile. The ceiling was a light red, and had several lights; their harsh, electronic glow lit up the room. The windows were in several different places, but they were all closed, and the blinds were down. There was a couch, which Razor was sitting on, and five comfy-looking chairs, which were unoccupied. There were two tables, one in front of the couch, and the other near a wall. That table was the one that interested Razor the most. There were several pictures there, which seemed to showcase Bon Bon’s life. Without knowing it, Razor got up and began to canter toward the table. As he got closer, he saw things he would never forget. The first picture showed a mare and a stallion, with the mare cradling a small pony in her hooves. Razor realized that the small pony was Bon Bon. The second one showed Bonny taking her first steps. The third showed Bon Bon going to school, the fourth was her graduating, with her parents hugging her. The fifth showed her going to college along with Lyra and Berry. The sixth was the three mares graduating, the seventh, eight, and ninth were of their birthday parties. The tenth was of a funeral, with Bon Bon crying. The eleventh was at another funeral, Lyra crying this time, and the twelfth showed Berry crying. Then, the other pictures showed various other moments, though these were all happy ones, and the last picture showed Bon Bon, Lyra Heartstrings, and Berry Punch smiling for the camera.

After having seen all this, Razor realized how hollow his life was. His life was never filled with happiness, light, and joy, only cruelty, slaughter, sorrow, and rage. He hadn’t had any friends either, and he had never had anyone who had felt any affection for him. The Queen had only ordered him around and congratulated him; she had never tried to connect with him. Razor then realized the only time he had ever felt truly loved was when Bon Bon had decided to bring him in, and look after him. Razor felt tears coming up to his eyes, which would make this the first time he had ever cried. His life was a shell, and he had missed so much. He had only been shown, and had loved, the darkest part of life. He had brought so much sorrow to his enemies, and even though he knew that it was for a good cause- the survival of his species- he had only seen life in the darkest shades of black, without a single sliver of light. Razor managed to withhold his tears, but raced towards the stairs, ascended them, and flew into the bedroom. He closed the door and locked it, and now he couldn’t hold it in any longer. He began to weep, not for himself or his life, but all the suffering he had caused here. He had injured, possibly killed a Pegasus that had only been defending her friend, and he’d likely scarred that pink pony, Pinkie Pie, for life. She had only tried to befriend Razor, and Razor had shot back with cruelty. He lay there, crying for almost an hour, until there was a knock on the door.

“Razor? Razor, are you all right?” It was Bon Bon. Even so, Razor couldn’t respond; his mind was at war with itself. One side was the side that wanted to stop his life from forever being so hollow, while the other was the side he had indulged in for his entire life. The worst part of him was winning, and Razor was afraid of what would happen if it did. He pictured himself torturing, processing, and then killing Lyra, then Berry. They would scream and beg for mercy, and Razor would only laugh. When they were finally dead, he ate their corpses, savoring the taste. The town he was in was on fire, with pony corpses everywhere, disemboweled, mutilated, and even decapitated. He would urinate and defecate on these bodies, and eat them. After eating every single one, he moved onto the last surviving pony: Bon Bon. She was crying horribly, and asked Razor: “Why? Why did you lose? Why did you allow yourself to become a monster?”

Razor punched her in the face and said, “This is the real me. I love it. I love death. I loved killing all those worthless pests. And you’re next.”

Bon Bon, now angry, said: “I regret ever taking care of you! I hope you die! It was a mistake that I ever loved you!” Razor snarled, and then… he raped Bonny. He did it while cutting her with his sword, and he laughed like a maniac throughout this whole, horrible ordeal. Then, Bon Bon let out her final, dying breath, and Razor proceeded to happily consume her remains. Throughout this process, he would have intercourse with the remains, until he was finally done. After he was done, he laughed horrifically, and then devoured himself.

Razor’s tears went from a rush to a torrential downpour; he felt that he was going insane. He couldn’t… he could… he couldn’t… he could… he couldn’t… he could…

Then, the door was kicked down, and Bonny raced through the opening, and landed on top of Razor. She slid off of him and was then to the right of Razor, and began to ask him questions: “What happened? Are you okay? Please, speak to me!”

Razor turned his head to face Bon Bon, and said, “Insanity! Please, help me! Stop me from hurting others! PLEASE!”

“Slow down. Please, tell me what happened!” Bonny turned around, and saw Lyra and Berry in the doorframe, worried expressions cemented onto their faces. Bon Bon said to them, “Please, go to the guest rooms. I can handle this.” Lyra and Berry nodded, and headed for the two guest rooms. Bon Bon turned to Razor and asked him, “What happened? Why are you crying?”

Razor looked at her, and decided to tell her the whole story, not leaving out a single detail. He included how he had seen that his life had been so hollow in comparison to Bonnie’s, how he had yelled at Pinkie and possibly killed her friend, and the psychological war that was occurring in his head. Razor reluctantly included every detail of what he thought would happen if his dark side won, and how he felt terrified that it was going to happen and that he actually was considering killing himself to spare everyone the pain. Bon Bon looked at him in total surprise, and told him, “Razor, your life, despite the things you have done, is one I feel is worth living. Your actions and appearance will make ponies judge you, and they have judged you as a horrible stallion. On the inside however, you’re wonderful, kind, loving, and have a sense of integrity that nopony has except you.” She edged closer to Razor and then said, “Hope is always there, Razor. All one must do is turn on the light.” Razor, comforted by these words, embraced Bon Bon, crying into her shoulder, finally feeling that his life was one he should treasure, and for the first time, he felt love, and also was overwhelmed with the knowledge that someone truly saw him as magnificent, and that loved him. He knew what he had to do. He had to make up to the others the horrible, horrible things he had done; he had to show he wasn't as he seemed. He wouldn’t do this for self-satisfaction, but to show he in fact had a soul after all, and that he cared about others.

The next morning was the day RD had been waiting for. It was the day she would leave the hospital. It had been only two days, but due to advanced medical techniques, she had managed to pull through quickly. Pinkie was throwing a party to celebrate Dash’s recovery. RD got out of bed, and was greeted by Nurse Redheart. Rainbow asked her, “Yes? What is it?”

“There’s somepony that wants to see you. Rather, I should say two ponies that want to see you.” Redheart finished, and then she gestured at the door, and Bon Bon came in with a hopeful expression on her face, and she was being followed by…

Rainbow couldn’t believe who she was seeing. She was seeing the same stallion that had landed her in the hospital and that had insulted Pinkie. RD immediately got ready for a fight, and said to the stallion, “I’m not afraid of fighting you again. I’m going to make sure you’re the one in the hospital this time. I’d be happier if you didn't survive at all, pest.”

Bon Bon’s face went from hopeful to angry in instant. She began to scold Rainbow. “First of all, young mare, that is not how you say hello!” Razor noticed that now Bonnie’s voice had an accent that sounded like royalty. Bon Bon resumed scolding RD. “Secondly, Razor is not here to hurt you!”

“Like that’s not gonna happen once I’m through with him!”

“Stop right now!!! Don’t make me hurt you!!!” Bonnie’s voice sounded teenage again.

“Bring it, tanny!”

“SILENCE!!!”

That got everyone’s attention. The two arguing mares stopped cold as Razor cut in. Razor then turned to RD, and said, “The reason I am here is to make amends. I am truly sorry for hurting you, and harming your friend in the way I did. I was different then. I was how I used to be until last night; I was cruel, I was unforgiving, I was merciless. I know now that what I had done was unforgivable, but sometimes the hardest thing to do is to forgive. I forgive you for trying to hurt me, for I had brought that unto myself. I know it was wrong. Rainbow Dash, I ask for your forgiveness.”

Rainbow Dash was thunderstruck by what she had just heard. Forgiveness? Regret? The stallion’s apology sounded laughable, preposterous… yet it also sounded incredibly genuine. More than that, it was genuine. RD could just sense it. She was struggling to come to terms with what had just been asked of her, but she managed to come to terms with it. Feeling that she had been injected with steel, she managed to say, “Well, I forgive you, sir.”

“Thank you.”

“I don’t mean to sound rude, but what’s up with your voice?”

“This is my normal voice.”

“Oh. Wow. Well, what’s your name?”

“Razor’s Edge.”

“Okay. Well, I can’t stay right now. Pinkie’s throwing a party to celebrate my recovery, and I need to be there.”

“I will be there.”

“Woah, woah, woah, back up! You’re coming?!”

“Yes.”

“I don’t think you would be welcome there. I mean, all of my friends really are angry at you, especially Applejack. She wants to kick you in the face.”

Bon Bon intervened by saying, “I won’t let that happen.”

Rainbow stared at Bon Bon and asked, “Are you sure about that? I mean, Applejack is really strong…”

“I don’t care if I get hurt or not, I’m coming, and so is Razor!”

“Uhhhhhhhhhh… okay?”

“Good. I know where Sugarcube Corner is, so I’ll lead Razor there.” Bon Bon turned to Razor and said, “Come on, Edge, we need to get going.”

“Yes.”

Bon Bon turned to Rainbow and asked, “Rainbow, I know this is going to be hard for you, but I need you to help defend Razor if that’s what it comes down to. I also need you to help represent him at the party as well.”

“You’re asking too much.” Rainbow responded. “I mean, what will my friends think of me?”

“Show you have integrity.” Razor told her.

“Fine, FINE!” Rainbow surrendered, angrily. “But if I get in a lot of trouble, it’s not my fault!”

“Are you ready, everypony?” Pinkie asked her friends.

“YEAH!”

Knock knock.

“There she is!” Pinkie exclaimed. She hopped to the front door and threw it open. She saw Rainbow, but she also saw Bon Bon, and behind her was…

No. That wasn't possible. It couldn’t be him.

Pinkie backed away as first Rainbow Dash, then Bon Bon walked in.

Applejack noticed how Pinkie looked terrified and asked, “What’s wrong, Sugarcube?” Her question was answered when she saw the pony that followed Bon Bon in. Without speaking, Applejack charged at the offensive stallion, and when she was close enough, she turned around and gave the stallion a good kick in the face. Applejack watched as the stallion moved with the blow, but didn't fall over. He turned around, and snarled.

Before Applejack or the stallion could move in to fight each other, Bon Bon ran in-between the two and said, “All right, that’s enough! No more fighting!”

Applejack shouted back, “No way! That asshole hurt mah friends!”

“Well, Razor’s sorry for what he did!”

“There ain’t no way he’s sorry! Ah intend to make him pay!”

“SIIIIIIIIIIILEEEEEENCEEEE!!!”

Applejack (and pretty much every other pony that hadn’t heard Razor’s voice before) jumped so high that they hit the ceiling. Out of all of them, Applejack was the first to recover, and she said, “What in tarnation is wrong with his voice?!”

“Nothing.”

“That’s not possible.”

“Yes it is.”

“Shut up! Yah got no right to be here!”

“Yes.”

“No!”

“Yes.”

“No!”

“Yes.”

“No!”

“Yes.”

“Oh, in the name of Celestia, do you ever give up?!”

“No.”

“GAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!” Applejack roared, and she charged at Razor. She moved so fast that Razor was caught off guard, and she managed to turn around and lay a satisfying kick onto Razor’s face.

Crack, thump.

Applejack turned around, hoping to see Razor down on the ground, but the hopeful look on her face instantly turned to mortification when she saw who was on the floor.

Bon Bon was lying on the ground, with blood was flowing out of her mouth and her nose.

Applejack looked up, and met eyes with Razor, whose eyes screamed vehemence. Razor stood up, and stomped the ground. Parts of the floor caved in, and out of them came bat-like creatures, which covered Razor like a cloak. Razor got back down on all fours, and then did the unexpected. Applejack felt a surge of pain as Razor bit her muzzle, and then the stallion jerked his head back, taking with him a chunk of skin and muscle. He hissed violently, and then smashed his head into Applejack’s. Razor didn't care about what he had just done, and he would never apologize. The farmer pony had brought her pain unto herself. Even so, revenge wasn't Razor’s priority; that belonged to getting Bon Bon to safety. Even so, Razor stood up again, and, using his ability over his Kryll, sent them to swarm over Applejack. However, he had pointed to the farmer’s cutie mark, specifically. Razor had decided to remove the farmer’s identity. The Kryll swiftly devoured the skin there, and Razor called them back, and then body-slammed Applejack in the face. The farmer, who was not used to being slammed into by a several hundred pound stallion, quickly flew into a wall, unconscious. Razor looked upon the scee. He then picked up Bon Bon, looked straight at Applejack, and said, “I hope you suffer, farmer.” With that, he ran off to the hospital.

The next day, Razor came in to the hospital to visit his precious interest. He knew the location of the ward, and the room. But when he got there, he noticed that there was police tape everywhere. A CSI team was looking around, which concerned Razor greatly. He then noticed that Bonny wasn't in her bed, which made Razor fear for the worst. He trotted over to the nearest officer and asked, “What happened to her?”

As expected, the officer jumped out of his skin, which left him as a pile of muscle for a moment. He then began looking for his skin, and when he found it, he put it back on. Then, the officer turned to Razor and said, “There was a break-in and a kidnapping. That bed over there is where the missing pony was before she was taken. Who are you, anyway?”

“I live in Bon Bon’s home, and she takes care of me. That is all I will say. I demand to know where she is.”

“We don’t know that yet. We’re working on it as fast as we can.”

“Well, work FASTER!!!”

“Whoa. You just made me realize I need to move my bowels.”

The officer galloped for the bathroom, while Razor looked in sorrow, and dreaded what had happened to his caretaker.

Bon Bon regained consciousness, and when she opened her eyes, she noticed she was in a cave. All around her, several shapes were moving around. Bonny desperately tried to escape; only to realize that (surprise!), she was tied to the chair. She was also gagged, but with a piece of duct tape. Then, a shape moved forward. It was definitely not a pony; rather, it seemed to be a cross between a lion and a chicken. A gryphon? What would a gryphon want with her? Bonny cleared her throat and asked, “Who are you? What do you want with me?”

“I know you’re connected with a certain pony.” The gryphon said. “I will use you to get revenge for her being such an idiot.”

Bon Bon laughed. “You want revenge for somepony being an idiot?! Kiss my flank!”

The gryphon scratched Bon Bon in the face. “I won’t tolerate your shit. Now, listen here. You either comply, or you die. And I’ll make sure it’s in front of your friends, and I’ll make it painful.”

“I won’t let you do this!”

“Well, I guess I’m going to have to start torturing you.” The gryphon strode to a switch and said, “Well, you’re going to love what I have in mind!” With that, it pulled it down, and Bon Bon felt a massive shock course through her. An electric chair! How insane! After 6.8 seconds, the gryphon pulled the switch back up, and Bon Bon could finally breathe again. When she looked up, she saw the gryphon, now in the light, with… a metal rolling pin. “You’re going to find this very fun!” With that, the gryphon got much closer to Bon Bon, and when the poor mare finally realized what was going to happen, she screamed for the gryphon to stop, but the only response was Bon Bon feeling a tremendous pain in-between her legs, and the removal of her very dignity.

Two days had passed, and the police still hadn’t found anything to suggest what had happened to Bon Bon. Razor was in Bonnie’s bedroom, and was pacing relentlessly while Lyra and Berry simply watched. Razor continually muttered and hissed, feeling that his old enemies might have returned and found him. Finally, he gathered his strength and said, “How are those foolish police working?! They are useless! And they are doing nothing! If they do not do anything, I will go and find Bon Bon myself!!!”

Lyra spoke up and said, “No, Razor. That isn’t what Bon Bon would want.”

“Are you sure she fucking wants to still be held hostage as every minute passes this day? Listen, I have a plan. My sense of smell is superior to all the other denizens in this town, and I will follow the scent. As soon as I find who perpetrated this, I will DESTROY THEM!”

There was a sudden banging at the door, which caused Berry to shoot up and gallop for the door, and when she opened the door, she noticed it was Colgate, who said, “Bon Bon’s at the center of Ponyville. She looks horrible…”

“What?!” Razor snapped. “Who did this?!"

“A gryphon. There are several of them, but they’re armed…”

“I DON’T CAAAAAAAAAARE!!!”

With that, Razor stormed right past Colgate and charged down the stairs.

Razor saw a massive crowd, and he knew that for this, it had to be horrible. When he managed to penetrate the crowd, he could not contain his rage.

Bon Bon was tied to a wooden pole. There were three long claw marks across her sweet face, and there were several more across her body. Some of them were bleeding fresh blood, and some of her skin was burned; some of it was black. However, the thing that sent Razor activated an unquenchable thirst for blood was that Bon Bon was bleeding out fresh from in-between her legs. Razor couldn’t take it, and he got up and stomped the ground, summoning his Kryll to him. The other ponies were stunned by this, but Razor didn't care. He just wanted revenge. As he stomped his way forward, he could hear that Pegasus, Rainbow Dash, arguing with one of the gryphons, and then he saw it.

“Gilda, why are you doing this?!” Rainbow Dash asked.

“Because you’re such a stupid bitch. I’ve always hated you.”

There were six gryphons in all. Two of them seemed to be holding muskets, while three others were holding what seemed to be M60 machine guns. The last one, the one the Pegasus had called Gilda, had a sheathed sword that seemed to be two feet long. She said, “Not to mention, I’m serving my government. I was ordered to do this, to lure one of the Elements out. I decided to use you, and then your so-called friends would come for you. I’d kill them right in front of you, and I’d record every death so I could pleasure myself to it. Then, I’d kill you. With that done, my kind could kill every single pony in Equestria, and then the true race, the Gryphons, would take it all. We would dominate the world! HAHAHA-”

“Shut up.”

Gilda turned to see Razor standing there. “And just who are you, fool?!”

“Razor’s Edge. You will die, groundwalker!!!” With that, Razor charged forward, straight at Gilda. The other gryphons turned and fired their weapons, which were stopped by the Kryll that surrounded Razor. Then, out of nowhere, a seventh Gryphon appeared, and fired a flamethrower at Razor. The Kryll scrambled away, and Razor felt bullets pierce into his legs, and was set alight. All he could do then was scream as he collapsed to the ground. Eventually, he laid still and began to bleed out. He could hear what was going on, but he couldn’t translate the words. He saw a chariot in the sky, and somehow in the back of his mind he knew that the royalty had arrived. Princess Celestia, as Bon Bon had said. Razor saw a bright flash come from the Princess’s chariot, and suddenly Razor felt himself… changing. He couldn’t move, but he noticed his wounds were healing. He lost his mane and all of his hair; his coat became skin, scaly, pale-gray skin which was soon covered by scarlet armor. His armor. Razor realized he was becoming his old self. His hooves became hands and feet, and his front legs became arms. Then, it was complete. Razor couldn’t see out of his Kryll shield, but he managed to stand up. He could hear clearly, and heard Gilda say, “What is that?! What’s going on there?!”

Then, Rainbow Dash said with her voice shaky and filled with fear, “I don’t know what’s going on, but I’m terrified about what might happen.

Then, Razor looked down and noticed his Troika, and his sword. He picked up the Troika, but when he sheathed his sword, Razor remembered his name.

“Bon Bon, I remember who I am. I know who I am. I am-

The Kryll left him, and revealed his true self.

“-RAAM!!!”

Celestia couldn’t believe what she was seeing. The creature that had called himself RAAM was massive and incredibly heavily built. He was cradling a double-barreled machine gun in his hands, and had the handle of a massive sword sticking out from his right side. He was nine-foot ten inches tall, and had golden irises. The creatures, those Kryll, then returned to RAAM and shielded him. The gryphons, utterly terrified, opened fire, while all Celestia could do was stand and stare.

RAAM aimed at the two musket gryphons, and opened fire. He was rewarded with a haze of red mist and organs, and then switched to his sword. He charged at one of the other gryphons, impaled it on his sword, and then threw the corpse to the side, unamused. RAAM then pointed his finger at another one of the gryphons, and the Kryll swarmed the unsuspecting bird. The small creatures shredded the gryphon to pieces, and then, when they were all inside of the gryphon, they exploded out, causing the gryphon’s organs to soar everywhere, and a massive river of blood was there. Then, RAAM turned to the last gryphon, Gilda, who was running toward Bon Bon, with her sword pointing out. RAAM charged at Gilda, and reached the gryphon first. Before impact, he sheathed his sword, and instead used his sheer weight to send Gilda flying. RAAM turned to notice that Lyra had untied Bon Bon, but was watching in total surprise. Then, Gilda slammed into RAAM, but only injured herself in the process. RAAM picked her up and grabbed his sword. Using it, he sliced off Gilda’s limbs, and then stabbed Gilda. Blood was everywhere, and RAAM laughed in joy. Throughout this, he was staring into Gilda’s eyes, and he had decided to end this. He then said the last word Gilda would ever hear:

“Suffer!”

Then, using his sword, he sliced off Gilda’s god-damned head. He looked into Gilda’s dead eyes, and then tossed the gryphon’s head over his shoulder, unamused by this.

All of a sudden, RAAM felt himself turning into a pony again. He smiled, and closed his eyes, letting himself have a well deserved rest.

When RAAM woke up, he realized he was in bed, and Bon Bon was next to him, and before anything could come out of RAAM’S mouth, Bon Bon said, “Hush, it’s okay. You saved me. Well, I’ll fill you in. After you killed Gilda, you were rushed to a hospital. We found out you were perfectly fine, and then the media came in. They wanted to write about you, and I covered for you. I answered a few questions, such as if you eat meat. After that, Celestia came in. She told me to truthfully answer every question she asked me about you, and I did. After that, I brought you here. Well, I think we need to tie the knot, but first…”
RAAM simply chuckled and left himself wide open. Bonny then got onto him, and they kissed, which would be the thing that united them forever.

Thanks for reading this! I would like to thank my English Teacher.

I do not own My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. I also do not own General RAAM. He is property of Epic Games, who I’d like to thank for creating the Gears of War franchise, which is the one that RAAM is from.
Everybody, goodbye.

Author's Note

This is my first attempt.