Chapters My Little Psycho: Friendship Is Hate
I have the shiniest meat bicycle!
Krieg felt the burning pain as his body was re-materialised. His legs started to form, slowly growing their veins. Krieg, though his head had not yet materialised, groaned internally. The pain was excruciating, like a thousand red-hot needles piercing his skin, all at once. But he loved it. The pain was what kept him going.
Krieg stretched, groaning from the pain. He couldn't remember much. Pain, the blood, then blank. He shook his head, trying to remember something. Anything. But there was nothing. Krieg snarled. He hated thinking more than he hated Hyperion. Hyperion. Hyperion, Hyperion. He ran the word through his head. Who were they? Krieg snarled, turning round.
There was some strange object in front of him. It was yellow, tall, slim. It had some strange antennae on the top, with a
Krieg poked the foreign object, wandering what it did. He walked round the side of it, scanning for any clue as to what it was. He saw something, letters, though they meant nothing to him. He squinted, still struggling to see what it read. "Hyperion
He opened up a panel, inspecting the wires, a jumble of green, yellow, and red. His head throbbed, but thankfully the voice hadn't spoken yet. Krieg touched a wire, which sparked and sent a bolt of electricity through his veins. He jumped back, snarling at the New-U. He pulled out his Maggie, one of the most powerful guns in Pandora.
Placing his hand on the trigger, and the other on the hammer, Krieg slammed both at the same time. Bullets shot out at massive speed, annihilating the New-U's control panel. Some of the bullets ricocheted, flying off in all directions. The magazine now emptied, Krieg grinned. There was smoke billowing out the top of the New-U, but that wasn't enough for Krieg.
He leaped onto the New-U, pounding it with his fists. He tore out wires, dented plates, demolished steel. He snapped the antennae off the top, driving it deep into the New-U. Krieg's bloodshot eyes saw nothing but red, his rage was building up again. He balled his hands into fists, and pounded on the antennae.
With every strike it was driven deeper and deeper into the core. The jagged end pierced Kriegs skin every time he hit it, but he didn't care. It only fueled his rage. 'STRIP THE FLESH! SALT THE WOUNDS!' He screamed out, all the rage finally being let out. Krieg jumped into the air, and with all his might, slammed both his feet onto the antennae.
The New-U exploded, sending Krieg backwards with alarming force. Oil rocketed out of the wires, showering Krieg with the thick liquid. Shrapnel pierced his skin, some of them bouncing off his shield. Flames licked at Krieg’s feet, and he snapped awake.
He jumped backwards, snarling at the flames. Batting at them with his foot, they were soon extinguished. Krieg suddenly heard some strange music coming from nearby. He turned his head round, and saw a large balloon coming down from the clouds.
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Twilight rested in the basket of the balloon, the “MLP” theme song playing loudly. She had been through this process about about 50 times, while the camera-ponies followed her. They were filming their reality TV show, which was then sent to Earth. “My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic” it was titled, and it showed their daily adventures.
They weren’t allowed to swear on camera, because the show was made for kids. There were a bunch of followers, who called themselves “Bronies”. They adored the show, and wished it was real. Which it actually was. But none of the Bronies knew that.
Smiling to herself as she broke through the clouds, she wandered to herself. What’s gonna happen today?
Her question was soon answered as a strange-looking creature came bounding up the trees. It seemed to be on a trajectory with the balloon, and it looked angry. ‘Uh... Twi?’ Spike poked at Twilight’s back, as he had also noticed the creature.
It looked like a human, but it was terribly muscular. And psychotic. Twilight had no idea what to do, so she just stared at the human. It continued its rampage up the trees, with seemingly no caution.
It locked eyes with Twilight, the distance between them only about 10 meters now. ‘Spike, get behind me.’ Twilight’s voice was laced with fear and caution. The creature straightened up, looking about 4 meters in height.
It pulled something out, a heavy looking stick. The sun reflected off of the stick, making it hard for Twilight to see it clearly. The human, Twilight had now decided that’s what it was, shifted the stick. The sun stopped shining into Twilight’s eyes, and she saw clearly now.
It was a heavy metal stick, with an axe at the tip. The human looked extremely dangerous, threatening. It’s face lifted slightly, into what Twilight guessed was a smile. She couldn’t tell, the human was wearing a mask, which covered his mouth.
It let out an eardrum smashing roar, so loud that Twilight screamed in pain. ‘Twi!’ Spike ran to his friends side, checking to see if she was okay. She was fine. Spike stood up, considerably smaller than the human, but he made an effort to look tough.
‘How dare you hurt Twilight!’ Spike turned to the camera-ponies. ‘Cut the tape! We can’t send this to Earth!’ The ponies nodded, quickly putting away their equipment. Spike turned back to the human, who was now only 5 meters away.
The human roared, launching himself off the tree and in the balloon-basket. Spike punched at the human’s knee, and got no reaction. The human growled, swatting Spike to the side with a large hand. It grinned, and swung his stick at the balloon, puncturing it instantly.
With a loud scream, the trio plummeted towards the ground.
Author's Note
I've tried to pay attention to detail, but keep in mind this chapter was a bit rushed. Krieg is one crazy f**ker
My Little Psycho: Friendship Is Hate
Twilight screamed as the balloon, Spike, Krieg, and herself, plummeted towards the ground. Krieg laughed maniacally, whooping loudly and pumping his fist in the air. Spike cowered in the corner, his scales shivering, his face crumpled into a mask of fear.
Twilight forced herself to calm down, to think properly. But it was hard. Krieg kept spitting words out, no, not even words. They were just mumbles. A psychotic mix of grunts and snarls. Twilight took a deep breath. Think, Twilight, think. She closed her eyes. Forced out all the words, focused on nothing but her magic.
Twilight's horn started glowing, sparks spitting from the tip. The balloon was sealed in a magical bubble, slowing its decent. Spike laughed, and ran up to hug Twilight. The balloon finally landed softly on the floor, and Spike jumped with joy. 'You did it Twi! We're saved!'
Twilight smiled down at the young dragon, and looked up at Krieg. He was gone. 'Where's the human!?' Twilight leaped out of the balloon, trotting around the perimeter. 'He was here, but, how? How did he get away so fast?' Twilight placed her hooves on either side of Spike's face. 'We need to find him! Celestia knows what he's doing right now!'
Spike shook Twilight by her shoulders. 'Calm down Twi! Focus. He can't have gotten far!' Spike whipped his head round as he heard a scream. Twilight looked in the same direction. 'He's in town!' Spike ran off, and Twilight followed close behind.
Her hooves went clip-clop against the rough tiles, as she struggled to keep up with Spike. The young dragon was much more energetic than her, and he was fuelled with adrenaline. His wings fluttered uselessly, but his legs drove him forward. Twilight ignored the burning pain in her legs, continuing full speed towards the town.
Smoke billowed up from a shop, fire licking up at it's thatched roof. Ponies rushed towards it, with buckets swaying in their mouths, trying to douse the flames. The water sloshed from the sides, spilling on the muddy tiles. Twilight moved on, knowing that the real danger was further ahead.
Ponies screamed, fleeing in all directions. Twilight bumped into many of them, some crying, others with frizzy manes and bloodshot eyes. Chaos consumed the town. And in the center of it all, stood the very psycho who caused all this madness. He stood hunched down, his axe dragging behind him.
Krieg.
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Krieg looked around at his masterpiece. Flames danced around houses, ponies running to douse them. A few guards laid on the floor, blood spilled around them. Their guts lay on the floor in a tangled mess, like some horror film. Krieg's own blood left a trail along the tiles, a deep crimson that spilled out and left puddles on the floor.
He smiled. It wasn't very often that he got to have a murder-spree like this in Pandora, what with the bandits fighting back. He was always getting bored with their screaming, and how they always shot him even though they knew they were fucked. He would carve into them, slashing and hacking them to bits.
Pandora was nice. Violence, blood, death. Nothing but that actually. Even in Sanctuary there was violence. Fights broke out in the streets, people shot others, no matter where Krieg went, the chaos found him. And he loved it.
This new place, in its own way, was nice. He could wreak havoc and not many people stopped him. The people here looked more like skags, but less, well, ugly. And only some of them fought back. Those ones he killed, so they couldn't bother him too much anyways.
Krieg heard a noise from behind. He whipped his head round, ready to face the same armoured skag-people things that tried to stop him last time. Instead, he saw a small thing, scaled and bipedal. Then there was a skag-person who was purple. Magenta. Krieg didn't know the difference.
The skag-person spoke up, her voice laced with fear and nervousness. 'In, in the name of Celestia, I command you to stop!' She stamped her hoof on the floor. The noise hurt Krieg's ears, and he snarled at the skag-person. She whimpered.
That was a sign of fear, Krieg could even smell it. He grinned, a large smile that revealed black stained teeth. He took a step forward, and the skag-person stumbled back slightly. Krieg laughed, a low cackle which echoed through the empty town. He continued to tease the skag-person, occasionally charging, but never going near.
The skag-person tripped, landing flat on her face. Krieg sprinted towards her, axe at the ready. Stop! This one is innocent! The voice had come back. Damn it. Krieg stumbled, rolling forward to carry on his momentum. He got back up, and stood up straight.
'You can't control me!' Krieg screamed out, slamming the buzz-axe into his head. Blood poured out, and the voice disappeared again. Krieg shook his head, sending thick, crimson blood spraying everywhere. His eyes wandered for a moment, until they found their target again.
Krieg charged at the skag-person once again, powered by his bloodlust. The skag-person whimpered, but held her ground. Krieg smiled. She dies with dignity He leaped into the air, wailing and screaming as he cleared the 10 meter gap between him and the skag-person.
Out of nowhere, a bright bolt of sunlight-yellow hit Krieg in the eyes, dazzling him. He dropped to the ground, writhing and squirming in pain. His vision started to return, although he still saw bright lights. Rubbing his sore eyes, Krieg straightened up, his knees wobbling slightly.
He looked over to his left, where another skag-person had appeared. This one was white, with a long, sparkly, multi-coloured mane which flowed behind her. She had large wings, and an equally long horn protruding from her head. She spoke with the voice of royalty, and, unlike the purple one, showed no fear.
'I am Princess Celestia, ruler and guardian of these ponies. I would like to understand what has driven you to cause such chaos in my land.' She locked eyes with Krieg, and waited for a response.
'I'll carve out your skull and use it as a soup-spoon!' Krieg charged at Celestia, screaming wildly, his axe carving through the air. Celestia merely side-stepped, then shot out another bolt of yellow. This one hit Krieg in the back, knocking him to the ground. Blood poured out from his skull, and he blacked out.
Author's Note
Discord would be proud of the chaos Krieg just caused. Again, thank's for all the support on this story, even though it hasn't gone far yet. I'll try get the next chapter out A.S.A.P, but with graduation coming up It's gonna be tough. Later.
My Little Psycho: Friendship Is Hate
Krieg’s eyes fluttered open. There was a massive pounding in his head, a steady rhythm of thumps that left his ears ringing. He groaned, his eyes still seeing bright flashes. He tried to move his legs, but found he couldn’t. He tried again, and still nothing. His arms were the same.
Krieg hissed at no-one in particular, trying to move his limbs. He struggled against invisible bonds, twisting and thrashing in place. He roared out frustration, and his voice echoed in the silent room.
Krieg’s pupils dilated, his face convulsed. He was going into another fit. A fit of psychotic rage. He sat in the dark, his pupils dancing in his eyes. ‘Why aren’t my fingers in someones eye sockets right now, Why aren’t my fingers in someones eye sockets right now, Why aren’t my fingers in someones eye sockets right now.'
His neck twitched. He bit his tongue, releasing a flow of blood. The all too familiar taste of metallic, thick, viscous blood overpowered all other senses. Krieg swished his blood around his mouth, squeezing it into his gums and through his teeth. Giving it one last taste, he spat it out.
Where was he? He had no idea. Then again, Krieg didn't really know anything. Who he was, when he was born, why he was a psychopath rather than a normal pondorian citizen, he didn't know any of the answers to any of the questions. And he didn't care. All he wanted was to kill. Kill and hurt.
A small slit of light appeared from the other side of the room, hurting Kriegs eyes. He snarled, baring his teeth at the unknown source of the light. Someone stepped inside. Then another. And another. And one last one. 4 people. They stepped into the light. They weren't people. They were skag-people.
Krieg growled at them. He pushed against his bonds, and they dug into his flesh. He pushed harder, his feet slipping on the tiled floor. Krieg fell face first onto the floor, his nose breaking with a loud "snap". Blood gushed out of his nostrils, and he sniffed it back up.
The skag-people looked at Krieg, shocked expressions on their faces. He looked down at his hands, which were now painted crimson with his own blood. He looked back up at the skag-people. 'Everything is blood!' They jumped back with fear, their hooves skidding across the tiles.
Krieg smiled at the skag-people. Though he was the one trapped, he had complete control of them. They feared him. And that made them weak.
One of them stepped forward, her mane flowing behind her. She was tall, with white fur, and a golden crown with emeralds embedded in sockets was sitting on her head. She cleared her throat, and spoke. 'Greetings. I am Princess Celestia.' She motioned to a purpled furred skag-person, smaller and with dark hair of one colour. 'This is my sister, Princess Luna.'
The younger one, Luna, raised her hoof in a gesture that seemed to be a hello, but it was devoid of energy. Celestia continued. 'My niece, Cadence.' She gestured to a pink furred skag-person.
'H-Hello sir.' She stammered, her voice barely audible. Krieg lifted his hand, and she flinched. But he didn't lash out. He simply saluted her. Cadence relaxed. Celestia spoke once more. 'And my faithful student, Twilight Sparkle.' A much younger one stepped out from behind Celestia.
She looked at Krieg, her head moving up and down, studying him. She took a step back, and looked up at Celestia. She mouthed something, but Krieg couldn't see. Not that he cared anyways.
Celestia turned back to him. 'On to more important matters. May I ask? Who are you?'
Krieg snorted. Looked away. Tell them. It was the voice. Krieg snarled, and smacked his head against the wall. He shook his head again, but the voice stayed. So did the thumping. Tell them who we are. We need their help. Krieg shook his head.
'Sir?' Krieg suddenly remembered that the skag-people were still there. They were looking down at him, shocked expressions on their faces. Or was it confusion? Krieg couldn't tell.
'Grind the cartilage!'
No. No grinding.
'Open your veins!'
Stop it.
'SHUT-SHUT-SHUT-SHUT UP!'
Fine. You wanna be like that?
A spasm went through Krieg's body. His back arched, his hands clenched into fists, and he howled. He screamed so loud that the walls shook. He twisted and thrashed, and the more he moved, the more the bonds cut him. They still held him in place, magical strands of nothing that stopped him from ripping apart every skag-person in sight.
Krieg lay still. A single trickle of blood ran from the corner of his mouth. The skag people walked gingerly towards him, peering over to look at his face. Krieg suddenly sat up, accidentally head-butting Celestia. Luna, being protective, and violent, shot a bolt of dark purple magic directly at Krieg's head.
The bolt exploded with a loud "crack" and snapped Krieg's head backwards. 'That wasn't nice.' Krieg rubbed his head. 'I'm really sorry about that Celestia. I didn't mean to cause you pain. Now if you would be so kind as to untie me from these bonds, I would be grateful.'
All of the skag-people stared it Krieg in awe.
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'Y-Y-Y-You just spoke. Properly!' Luna pointed her hoof at Krieg.
'Yeah. Lemme explain. Take a seat. This may take a while.' Krieg motioned to some chairs that were in the corner, but the skag-people sat on the floor. 'My name's Krieg. I came from Pandora, which is some other world, in a different universe. This company, Hyperion, is trying to destroy Pandora, led by a psycho-mass-murderer named Jack.
Cadence smiled sheepishly. 'Forgive me Krieg, but this, Jack, pony seems fine!'
Krieg shook his head. 'First of all, he's not a pony. He's a human, like me. Second, after you're re-spawned, they take your money. It's not good.' Cadence hung her head in shame, bit Krieg told her not to. 'Don't worry. I used to work for him, until I realised what he was doing. I poked into his secrets, so he tortured me.
Krieg finished with a sigh. The three Princesses eyes were wide open, their jaws slack with astonishment. Twilight sat on her hind-legs, just as surprised as the Princesses.
Eventually, it was Luna who spoke up. 'Thank you Krieg. I'm afraid we will have to keep you in this room until we decide what to do. We'll be leaving now.' Luna sat up, and trotted out of the door. Celestia and Cadence followed, Twilight at the rear. The door creaked shut, and the room went dark again.
'LET ME LOOSE!' The psycho was back.
My Little Psycho: Friendship Is Hate
I EMBRACE THE FLAME! (Prolouge)
‘The lava’s rising, get to high ground!’
Upon hearing those words, Krieg sprinted with all his might. The only problem was, he was heading straight for the lava. His feral, psychotic mind only had one mode, “run”. His legs pumped up and down, his powerful leg muscles propelling him forward.
Krieg stumbled, landing straight on a crystalisk. He bounced off, his shield fizzing from the damage. Krieg shook his head, and kicked out at the crystalisk. The crystals shattered, and the crystalisk sunk into the ground. It soon started to shake, and before long, shards of crystal flew off in all directions.
Krieg was tossed into the air by the explosion, landing face first beside Lilith. He stood up, shaking dirt off of his chest. ‘My pecs have pecs!’ Krieg roared at the Warrior, who stood idly in the lava. Krieg slipped the Buzz-Axe out of it’s belt, and spun it round in his hand. His shield had gone down, and blood seeped out of his wounds.
‘Rampage and fill the red bar!’ Krieg could sense it. The rage started to fill up again. Krieg’s hands twitched in anticipation, and his eyes darted around. Lilith looked over at him, and Handsome Jack simply groaned in pain. Krieg’s neck started to twitch, and his leg kicked out suddenly. He looked up at the Warrior, and roared. ‘GRIND GRIND GRIND KILL KILL KILL’
Krieg sprinted towards the warrior, his arms flailing wildly. He brought the buzz-axe high above his head, and swung it down at the Warrior’s chest. Krieg bounced off, rolling forward to absorb the impact. Krieg jumped back up, grabbing his buzz axe.
Krieg threw the heavy metal object straight into the Warrior’s mouth, and the dynamite exploded. Krieg followed soon after, grabbing the buzz axe from The Warrior’s throat. The Warrior roared out in pain, and leaped back into the lava. Krieg fell down, landing straight in the lava with a loud “splat”.
Lilith’s jaw dropped, as she stared at the sea of lava. There was nothing, no-one, to be seen. Krieg was dead.
Author's Note
HAHA! Yes, it was supposed to be anti-climatic. Obviously Krieg isn't dead forever, cause then what would I base my story on? Hope you liked it!
