The Four Horsemen of Equestria 2: Lucifer and the Seven Deadly Sins

by CaleMcManus21

Rating: teen
Tags: Comedy, Tragedy, Adventure, Human, Dark, Romance
Length: 13302

First they saved Canterlot, a kingdom in Equestria, now they have to save a city in the world that once was their home.

2 years after the fall of Sir Prize, the Four Horsemen have been living fun and eventful lives. Now a new threat has come upon them. This time, it's happening in the world they once came from. Earth.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-10-08 20:11:12 UTC

2 Years Later

Canterlot

I was walking aimlessly down the halls of Canterlot palace slightly taller than I was 2 years ago.  Compared to Princess Celestia, let me put it this way, if she wanted to kiss me, her horn would almost pierce my forehead.  Before, my head was just below her horn..  I have outgrown my clothes and I was given new ones.  A black t-shirt, a red leather jacket, dark pants, white socks, and dark shoes.  I gotta be honest, I dont feel like I'm 22.  Even though I no longer have my crew cut, my hair was still short   Just not as short as before.

Coming down my direction was Remy 'Gunslinging' Brecht.  A 25-year-old man who now aides Spitfire with training new Wonderbolt recruits.  He still wears his cap, but as for his clothes, he now wears a gray t-shirt, khaki pants, white socks, and brown shoes.  He also wears a black leather jacket.  "Morning Cale" he said, tipping the brim of his hat.  I returned his greeting just before we walked past each other.

After taking a left turn, I saw Wild Card Jack leaning against a stain glass window shuffling cards.  Jack, now an adopted son to Princess Cadance and Shining Armor is 21.  He wears a white long-sleeved shirt and a buttoned up vest.  The sleeves of his shirt was rolled up to his elbows.  He wore black pants, black socks, and black shoes.   "Beautiful morning, isn't Cale McManus?" He asked.

"It sure is" I said with a smile.  I turned a few corners and walked by a room.  As I did, I heard a voice talking.  I returned to the door and opened it.  Inside the room was Casanova Chase.  He was wearing a plain white t-shirt, beige shorts, white socks, and white running shoes.  It didn't surprise us when on his birthday, he told us he was now 19.  Youngest of the Horsemen this guy.  Anyway, I saw Chase practicing something and I know what he was practicing for because he's been doing it for a long time now.  He was practicing a proposal.  4 months after Sir Prize's death, he's been doing this.  And from that point on, he's been changing what to say for his proposal, changing decisions for the perfect rings, the guy wants to propose to Twilight but he keeps chick ending out.  He doesn't have a ring right now so he's practicing with an empty velvet box.

"Oh... Hey Cale" he said nervously.  He glanced at the velvet box, cleared his throat, and placed it on the desk behind him.  Along the sides of the room were stain glass windows.  Against the walls away from the windows were bookshelves, and the marble tiled floor, made the room look more mesmerizing.

"How's the practice treating you?" I asked him.

"It's leading me nowhere" he answered.  "So... How's the relationship between you and Princess Celestia."  I shook my head and walked over to the desk to pour myself an alcoholic drink that can only be found in Canterlot.  "Oh my God, are you two arguing?" He asked.

"I never said that.  You're just assuming it" I told him.  The liquid was colorless and it smelled and tasted like apple cider but it wasn't.  "And for your information, Princess Celestia and I are getting along great." I began to drink down the liquor.

"I guess its safe to say that the same thing is happening between Remy and Spitfire" Chase said.  I did a spit take and coughed.

"What?" I asked, in shock as I turned to face him.  I noticed that my voice cracked when I asked that. I gulped down the last few remaining drops and began to clear my throat.  "What?" I asked, my voice cracking again.

"I thought you knew.  Spitfire and Remy are starting to have a relationship."  I walked past him and headed for the door.  "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to question him about this."

"Cale, this has been going on for a month."

"Oh forgive me for not asking about this because I was too busy cherishing moments with Princess Celestia in her bedroom."  I walked out the door and down the hall.

"With sex?" Chase asked.

"No with words.  The hell's wrong with you? The farthest we've gotten are passionate kisses and caressing" my voice answered him from down the hall.  Chase ran out of the room to ask me about it, but my answer cut him off.

"Waist up only."

Canterlot Garden

I made my way out to the Canterlot garden where Remy was sitting under the sunlight with Spitfire by his side.  "Remy Brecht, we need to talk" I said as I approached the couple.

"Oh, this is kind of a bad time, I'm with my date right now."

"Oh.  My apologies.  Then another time then?"

"That sounds good" I bid him goodbye and returned to the castle.  As I entered, Jack walked by me.

"Hey Jack" I said, getting his attention.  "Did you know that Remy and Spitfire are dating?"

"Dude, those news is a month old."

"Well to be honest I've heard of the news but I didn't buy it.  So this whole relationship is actually true?"

"Pretty much."

"Are you planning to have a mare friend?"

"Uh no.  I don't see that happening."

"I see."

"But you and Princess Celestia do make a lovely couple" he said with a smile.

"If I had a bit for every time I heard that, I'd have enough to buy 3 bottles of apple cider.  But who's counting?" I bid Jack goodbye and we went our separate ways.

Time Goes By

  I've been walking for so long it was like I'm walking to lose weight rather than going to my destination.  Funny thing is, I didn't even know where I wanted to go in the first place. I thought 'What the hell' and continued my walking exercise.  I stopped at a fork and thought for a moment.  'Damn it... I was suppose to meet somepony but where?' I thought to myself.  'All I need to do is retrace my steps and...' A lick to the back of my neck interrupted me.  There's only one pony who does this to me only when my back is turned.  I turned around and faced Princess Celestia.  Every time I look eye-to-eye with those violet eyes of hers, the feeling of love, passion, relaxation, and a strong lack of stress fills my entire body.  I was so lost in thought that I was speechless.  I cleared my throat.  "I must go" I said.  As I turned around to leave, Princess Celestia used her magic to grab me and pulled me close to her.  'Mind the horn!' My mind screamed.  To my surprise, when she planted her lips on me, she placed a barrier between my forehead and her horn.  Thank God!  It didn't cross my mind that she thought the same thing.  When our lips parted, she gave me a warm smile.

"Tonight is the Horsemen Ball" she said.  The once a year thing where all residents of Canterlot are invited to Canterlot Castle to a party much more formal than the Grand Galloping Gala.  This party is to recognize what the four of us has done two years ago.  Canterlot is grateful that we saved their kingdom.  So grateful, that this party became an official Canterlot event.

Earth, Hell City, (Present Day)

  In a penthouse in the middle of a dark foggy night, a man stood by a window and looked at the city below.  "Don't you love Hell City? A place where crime almost happens nonstop?" He asked.  The man had black hair and brown eyes.  He was 6'4, wore a black suit and tie, black shoes, and carried a black walking stick.  The silver knob on the stick was the shape of a goat's head.  Behind a bar counter was an elder butler.  He was pouring himself some scotch.  "Sir, may I remind you that your guests will be arriving shortly?"

"Yes I'm quiete aware of that" the man replied as he walked down a small set of steps.  He then lounged on a circular sofa and twirled his walking stick.  "Oh and do me a solid favor.  While I'm here entertaining my guests, I want you to intimate The Plan."

"The one that we kept on discussing sir?" The but,we asked as he drank his scotch.

"The very same one."

"As you wish sir.  How will I know when to initiate it?" He asked as he walked around the counter, his drink still in his hand.

"The second my guests walk in through those elevator doors, I want you to go upstairs and have him get ready."

"Him, sir?"

"The only other man in here" the man said as he twirled his walking stick.  Just then, the elevator dinged.  "I believe the time is now."  The butler finished his scotch and made his way through the living room and up a set of spiral stairs.  When the elevator doors opened, 12 men in business suits entered.  "Gentlemen" the man said as he stood up from his sofa.  "I'm so glad you could make it to my humble abode" he said.  "I'm Calcifer, and I'm sure you're ready to get down with business."

"Indeed we are Mr. Calcifer" a elder but healthy looking man said.  Calcifer made his way over to a set of double doors and pushed them open with his walking stick.  Inside was a room with a long dark brown table draped in red velvet.  "This is where we will conduct our meeting."  The 12 men entered the room, talking amongst themselves.  Before Calcifer stepped inside, he tapped his walking stick rhythmically against the wall.  As he walked in and closed the door, the exterior beyond the doors changed.  First the penthouse was white and clear as if it belonged to a billionaire.  Now it began to morph into a dark setting as if it's from a haunted house movie.  The white walls started to to turn dark.  The marble tiled floors began to turn into wood, the ceilings turned into wood as well.  The clear glass windows turned to stain glass with images of demons and people in pain began to appear.  As for the paintings, before they were people smiling, and paintings of fields, ships, etc., they began to morph too.

The smiling people turned into decayed skeletons

The paintings of fields turned into what looks like the aftermath of a battle

And the marvelous paintings of cars, ships, and other vehicles turned rotten and decayed like it hasn't been used in centuries.

Parts were missing, paint was coming apart, anything nasty, disturbing, or gruesome you could think of, a perfectly good painting most likely turned into what you imagined in your head. And the morph went through the entire penthouse.  Even the interiors of the rooms morphed.  The only room that didn't change was the room Calcifer and his guests were in.

"Now this is what I like" Calcifer said with a smile.  "12 of the greatest crime leaders in Hell City sits perfectly in my meeting room."  He tapped the center of the table with his walking stick.  "Now as I promised..." In front of the criminals, a trapdoor on the table slid open and rising up was a briefcase.  "Go on" he urged.  "They won't bite."  He watched as the criminals opened the briefcases in front of them.  "Each briefcase contains $100,000,000 all in American money, Euroes, Yen, and Pounds.  These cashes are yours to keep but there is one thing you must do to earn them."

"And what is that?" A criminal leader asked.

"Every weapon, drug, illegal goods you have at your disposal as well as every gangster you command, in addition to the bars, clubs, hotels, etc., you own... I want them all.  And I want a yes from each of you.  If one says 'no', then this meeting will go on for as long as it takes to get that person to say 'yes.'  So.  What'll it be gentlemen?"  One of the criminals on the left side of the table closed his briefcase.

  "Yes, you can have everything I run in exchange for this money" he said.  This caused an uproar from the other 11.

"Bullshit! Do you know what the fuck you are doing?!" Calcifer smiled wickedly as the 11 criminals hanged up on the one criminal and began to beat him to death for being stupid.

Upstairs, walking down the darkened and horrific hallway, the but,we arrived at a door and opened it.  Inside was a man in a suit sharpening a long sword.  "Is The Plan ready?" He asked.

"Yes.  It is" the butler said.  The man sheathed his sword.

"How do you want to play this out?" He asked the butler.

"You go in, kill the guests, anyone you leave wounded, I kill" the butler said.

"I know what you're capable of so I'll just leave one wounded."  The man walked past him and exited the room.

"As you wish" he said.  "You're not called 'Wrath' for nothing."

Back in the Meeting Room

Calcifer sat on the brutally beaten and lifeless body.  "It's a shame this one had to die" he said calmly.

"Look shit-ass!" A criminal shouted.  "Keep your fucking money! We worked hard to get everything that we had."

"Oh I'm sure you did" Calcifer said.  "By the way, can you come with me? There's a matter I want to discuss with you" he said.  He led the man over to the door.  He tapped his stick against the wall rhythmically.  And the lights went out.  When they turned on, Calicfer and the criminal were gone and the interior of the room matched the exterior.

In An Office

"What the fuck is going on?" The criminal asked, looking around the haunted looking room.

"I want to show you something" Calicifer said.  He picked up a pen and wrote 'I am' and his name on a piece of paper.  The criminal approached Calcifer.  The host smiled and waved his hand across his name only.  The criminal's eyes widened when he saw the C slowly turn counter clockwise and the a next to it disappeared.  As soon as the C looked like a U, the new letter and the l switched places.  The writing on the paper now read

'I Am Lucifer'

"How does it feel to meet the devil?" He asked.  Before the criminal could reply, Lucifer unsheathed the blade hidden in his walking stick and stabbed the criminal.  The thing about this blade, it didn't feel like he got stabbed with a sword.  It felt like he got stabbed with a hot iron.  Lucifer smiled at the noise of sizzling flesh.  When he pulled his sword out, the criminal hit the floor.

The Meeting Room

The criminals tried to fight their way out to no avail.  Just then, one of the criminals screamed.  On the floor, where the criminal they killed for his stupidness, was now decomposed.  His clothes are tattered and torn, and he was nothing but dry bones.  Just then, Wrath dropped down from the ceiling, drew his sword and stabbed one of the criminals.  The other 9 drew their handguns and cocked them.  "Kill him!" With quick speed, Wrath slashed his way through the nine criminals, wounding only one.  Wrath stepped aside as the butler appeared out of nowhere.  He walked over to the wounded criminal.

   "Don't worry sir" he said as he bent down next to the criminal.  Just then, his silver eyes turned pitch black and he grew wings, fangs, and claws.  "This will hurt!" He screeched.  Wrath watched as the butler bit into the criminal's neck and began biting it like an animal.

"Fucking spawn of Satan" he muttered.  The door opened and Lucifer entered with a smile on his face.

"Oh come on! Are you kidding me?!" He asked.  The butler turned back to his human form as quickly as he transformed into the beast.  "I didn't expect you to show your true form" he sighed.  "Anyway, we're moving out."

"For what?" The butler asked.

"I'm arranging a meeting with the other 6 and I want you two to be there."

Back in Canterlot

"Chase, it's the Horsemen Ball, why so panicky?" Remy asked as he watched Chase pace around the dining room.  Remy was out of his casual clothing and was wearing gray pants, black socks, gray shoes, and a gray unbuttoned vest.  As he continued to watch Chase pace around, he reached for a bottle of apple cider and poured him a glass.  He also wore a gray hat.

"Look at this! Look at what I'm wearing!" Chase wore the same white suit Michael Jackson wears.  The only difference, he didn't have the hat.  Remy just rolled his eyes and took a sip from his drink.  Chase still kept his messy hair however.  I remember him saying that he keeps his hair this way.

"Our dance clothing is supposed to be based on our Horsemen's colors.  Calm down, I'm sure Cale's loks a little worse.  You don't see much red dance clothing after all."  The door opened and I walked in wearing a long sleeved black shirt, an unbuttoned red suit jacket, red pants, black socks, and black shoes.

"What's taking so long?" I asked.

"Just waiting for Jack" Remy said, taking another sip of apple cider.  At the same time he said this, Jack entered the dining room with a combed hair, a black long sleeved shirt, black leather belt, black pants, black socks, and black shoes.

"Here we are" he said with a smile.  "The Four Horsemen of Equestria ready to have a good time!"

"Sounds like you got a mare to dance with" I said.

"Actually I don't, but I'm still fucking excited for tonight!" He left the dining room, cheering.

"50 bits says he's got a date" I said.

"I'll take that bet" Remy grinned as he finished his cider.

"Sure why not?" Chase asked, still a little cranky about his clothing.

The Seven Deadly Sins

At an apartment somewhere in Hell City

Wrath was sitting by a window sharpening his sword.  The blade had his name engraved on it.  "Tell me again, why we're having a meeting here?" He asked.  Lucifer walked over to a man dressed in pajamas sitting on an armchair.

"You know Sloth" he said as he tapped him with his walking stick.  Always on his lazy ass.  Only gets up to use the bathroom and eat.  Otherwise he just stays on this sofa and stare at the door.  "Pretty useless if you ask me."  A really large tanky man exited the kitchen holding a box of donuts.

"Is there anything this guy has other than donuts?" He complained.

"It's either donuts or no eating, Gluttony" Sloth said.  Gluttony grumbled and retreated back into the kitchen.  Just then, a loud whoop came from the dining room.  A young man wearing clothes that a gangster would wear as well as a bling barged through a set of doors.

"Fuck yeah! 23 boxes of pure cocaine, $100 per pack!" He yelled as he waved a plastic bag of cocaine in the air.

"You sure take fucking pride in your stash don't you" a man in a suit said.

"Ah what's wrong? Jealous that I dealt more drugs than you, Envy?" He taunted as he walked up to him and waved the package.

"Shut the fuck up, Pride" Envy spat.  Hey turned his head.  "Hey! Get away from that!" He yelled.

"Fuck that man, this is my stash of cigarettes!" A man in a suit yelled.  "Find your own!"

"We share that!"

"Fuck that, this is mine! Go fucking find your own!" Greed yelled.  Envy tackled him to the floor and began to brawl.  Lucifer shook his head and grinned.  Just then, his butler entered.

"Pardon my interruption sir, but there's something you should know about Lust."

"Oh? What's that?" He asked.

"She admitted to me that's she's a lesbian."

"Ok... She stays in here, I don't want her out of this house" he said.

"But what about Sloth? This is his house."  Just then, woman in a black dress entered the room looking disheveled.

"Nobody spreads word about her being a lesbian, got it?" He asked.  The butler nodded.  Lust sat on a chair and put her head down and sighed miserably.  Lucifer turned to the Sloth and groaned in frustration.

"That man has to get up from his lazy-ass sooner or later."  He reached into his inner suit pocket, pulled out a handgun, cocked it, and fired in the air, stopping the brawl.  "Now listen up, a few hours ago, I killed 12 of the best mobsters in Hell City and everything they own are now yours.  Your job is to protect yourselves with everything I gave you, thanks to the 12."

"But sir, we're immortal" Envy said.

"True... But there is only a few people who can harm us.  The Four Horsemen."  The Deadly Sins except Wrath laughed.

"Sir, the Horsemen don't exist" Pride laughed.

"Believe what you want.  But don't say I didn't warn you." He slammed the base of his walking stick on the floor and a wall of fire enveloped him.  "You seven is what's keeping my immortality at 100%.  If one of you dies, my immortality drops!"  When the fire vanished, so did Lucifer.

"Eh that guy doesn't scare me" Pride said, returning to his stash in the other room.  But as he turned around to do so, he ended up face-to-face with his boss.  Pride cried out and staggered back.

"What was that about me not scaring you?" He asked cockily.

"Nothing sir" Pride answered, shaken.

"Wait" Greed said.  "You have The Form" he said with a smile.

"The Form is a last resort, no exceptions" Lucifer said as he twirled his walking stick.  "Now I'm not going to ask again... Protect yourselves from the Horsemen."

"Sir, the Four Horsemen is a myth.  It's just an apocalyptic ghost story" Gluttony said from the kitchen.  As Lucifer watched his comrades go about with their business, a sly grin spread on his face.  'Then I'll just bring them here' he scanned his eyes across the room.  'But I shouldn't say when the Horsemen will be arriving.  I'm going to keep that part to myself.'

The Horsemen Ball

Back in Canterlot

The clock tolled 10:00 pm.  The ball was about to start.  Oh, side note, it is customary for the Four Horsemen to dance first, and then the other ponies joins in.  Oh, and the boys, stallions, and colts don't see their partners 1 hour before the ball starts.  Chase was breathing heavily while adjusting his collar.  "This is a ball, not a wedding" Jack said.

"I know, but the more I see Princess Twilight, the more I get the urge of proposing."

"Look at Cale, he's dating Princess Celestia and he has his game face on." Jack gestured to me sitting on the handrail by the stairs tossing and catching a pouch containing 100 bits.

"Again with the Princess Celestia bullet?" I asked.  I tucked the pouch in my inner suit jacket pocket.  Remy was leaning against the wall, staring at the door.  I jumped off the handrail and approached him.  "How are you holding up?" I asked.

"I'm nervous" he said to me.

"I am too.  The Horsemen Ball was officially announced 3 months ago so this is the first time it's happening" I said.  Just then, the doors clicked and when they opened, we all poured inside.  As soon as the last stallion entered, the doors closed.  And now we wait for the mares to be on the opposite side of those doors.   Staying in the center of the large ballroom were me, Remy, and Chase.  "Oh, for the record, I did get a date.  I just didn't want to say it" Jack said as he stepped to the center.  The room was heavily decorated like it was a wedding rather than a ball.  "So I guess that you no longer own the bet money."

"Shit" I muttered.  I pulled out the small pouch and handed it to Remy.  "Split it with Chase."

"Later" he said with a grin as he took the pouch from me.

"Nah you can have mine" Chase responded.  Remy grinned a little wider and tucked his new earnings in his left pant pocket.

"So who's the lucky mare?" I asked, nudging Jack a little.  He only smiled and put a finger to his lips as a response.  I rolled my eyes when he did that.  Just then, the doors opened and wouldn't you know it? The mares were behind the doors.  (Picture the same gown the Princesses wore during Twilight's coronation and imagine what Spitfire wore during W

  "It's like high school prom again" Remy said as he adjusted his hat.   The four mares that entered through the doors first were Princess Celestia, Princess Twilight Sparkle, Spitfire, and Princess Luna.  I was so lost in Princess Celestia's eyes, that the second she approached me, I didn't care what was happening around me anymore.  All that mattered to me was the mare in front of me.  Behind us on the stage, a group of ponies began to play classical music.  Princrss Celestia rose on her hind legs and placed a hoof on my shoulder and another on my hand.  I in return placed my free hand on her shoulder and waltzed.  Using my peripheral vision, I saw my three Horsemen comrades get into a waltz position with their partners and waltzed around the room.  Several seconds later, the rest of the ponies got with their partners and waltzed.

"I'm sorry I asked you at the last minute" Remy apologized to Spitfire.  He cleared his throat.  "I didn't know that the ball--" Spitfire placed a hoof over his mouth.

"Don't worry about it, soldier.  Next time, try to ask me a little earlier." She released her hoof from his mouth.

"Yes ma'am" he said.

Behind Remy, and past a small crowd of waltzing ponies, Jack was waltzing with Princess Luna.  From where Jack stood, he could see the moon outside.  Unlike the usual full moon, the moon tonight was crescent.  "I like what you did with the moon.  It's not a common thing to see the crescent moon" he commented.

"Thou art impressed?" Princess Luna asked.

"Very" Jack said, as he pulled her aside so they won't be in the way of the ponies behind him.  "Now I know me asking you to dance was very unexpected.  I blame Cale for not telling us sooner."

"I did" I said a few feet away from him.  "But you seemed frantic to find a partner and I assumed that you didn't hear a single word I said."  Jack rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to Princess Luna.

"Now what was I about to ask? Oh yeah."  Before he could talk, a hoof tapped him on the shoulder.  "Not now, I'm in the middle of--" when he turned around, he gasped.  "Mom? Dad?" He asked.

"Hi son" Princess Cadance said, hugging him.  (Again, picture her attire from Twilight's coronation).

"Please, not in front of Princess Luna, not everypony in Canterlot probably knows about the adoption thing."

"It's been two years Remy, everypony knows" Shining Armor said.  (His attire is the one he wore at his wedding).

'I forgot' Jack thought.  After his encounter which he found embarrassing, but Princess Luna found sweet, the two continued waltzing.  On the other side of the ballroom was Chase.  Pushing aside his proposal plan, he put on his game face and focused on the event he's currently in.

"Chase, who taught you how to dance so well? The last time we danced, you were so fidgety and nervous." Remembering that time, the reason for that was at the time, he planned to propose to her but after thinking about it, it was too soon. Thinking of lie, he gulped.  "I was a practicing my dance.... With a mannequin.  Kind of embarrassing if you ask me" he laughed nervously.  Princess Twilight smiled and rested her head on his chest.  Chase blushed a little and smiled as the two continued to waltz.

"The more comfortable I feel about this ball," I said as Princess Celestia and I sat on the sidelines.  "The more I have to realize that this is the first time it's happening."

"Yes, and everything is going as how I imagined it" she said.

"I'm glad you did, otherwise I wouldn't be seeing that" I pointed to the side and saw Remy and Jack dancing with each other.  We could even hear their argument.

"You and your big mouth" Jack grumbled.

"Come on Jack no disgrace in this happening" Remy said.

"No disgrace? We're two grown men dancing together." He then imitated Remy.  " 'Oh Your Highness, can I ask Jack something? It's important' " he returned to his normal voice.  "Asshole" he muttered.  Remy looked around the room.  "Ok" he said.  He then threw Jack so hard, that when he bumped into Princess Luna, the two ended up in a perfect waltz position.

"Strike!" He said happily.  He then turned to Spitfire.  "Now where we?" He asked as he bowed and held out his hand to her.  Princess Celestia and I laughed at the scene.

"Two years" I said.  "We've been in Equestria for two years." As I let the thought sink into me, Princess Celestia hesitantly placed her hoof on my hand.  I glanced down at her hoof and looked at her eyes with a surprised look on my face.  Again I was lost with love when I saw her purple eyes.  So lost in fact, that I absentmindedly leaned forward to kiss her.  Before our lips could touch, a demonic face flashed in my head.  I cried out and grasped my head.

"Cale?" Princess Celestia asked with worry in her voice.

"The time has come, War!" A demonic voice rang in my head.

While Remy waltzed with Spitfire, he saw me curl up on the floor.  "Cale? He asked

"Death... It's time to raise hell!" the same demonic voice that got me reached him.  Remy groaned in pain and grasped his head, giving Spitfire a worried look.

"Goddamn it..." He moaned and he knelt on the floor.  "What the fuck is going on?"

"Famine!" The demonic voice rung in Jack's head.  The thief and gambling expert moaned and collapsed on the floor grasping his head.  "Famine! The time for the Horsemen to ride has come!"

"Ah shit!" He yelled.  "Make it stop!"  Princess Luna was by his side, cradling him in her hooves.

Chase was on the ground, curled up, grasping his head while screaming in pain.  As the ponies in the room looked at us with fear and worry, the demon's voice rang through the walls of the room.

"The time has come my Horsemen! Ride out to Hell City and cause the apocalypse! I will be there to witness the mayhem you were made to cause!" His laugh echoed loudly through the room until it slowly resonated.  As soon as the laugh stopped, I got to my feet and turned to Princess Celestia.  "I'm going to library to find out what the hell happened."

To Hell City

WARNING:  Starting at the end of this chapter until the near the end of the story, it will be a Humanized Ponies story.  If this genre doesn't interest you at all, turn back now.  Unless of course you're willing to read how this story will play out then by all means, continuing reading.

I burst open the library doors and walked over to a section of the library that I did not bother to read.  Following close behind were Princess Celestia, Princess Twilight, Remy, Jack and Chase.  "Cale, what are you looking for?" Princess Celestia asked.

"Trying to find a book about what the hell happened in the ballroom" I answered as I frantically searched through the shelves, reading the book titles on the spine.  "Demon voice, a demonic figure that knows about us" I said, being specific.

"I heard that voice too" Remy said.

"An order ringing through our minds" Jack added.

"It's like he knew where we were."

"More importantly... How did he know where we were?" I asked.  "It felt like he's been watching us and we were unaware."

"Maybe I can help with that" Princess Celestia said.  She used her magic to gather every book about demons which wasn't a lot.  I grabbed a random one and flipped through the pages.  When I reached for another random one, I flipped through the pages until I reached a page about Lucifer.

"Lucifer" I said.  "Disguises himself as a human to hide his true form which is a demonic humanoid goat.  He is immortal and gets into the Horsemen's head to do his apocalyptic bidding."

"Fuck that" Jack said, stepping back.  "I'm not causing an apocalypse."  I turned the page and continued reading.

"Keeping him immortal are 7 bodyguards known as the Seven Deadly Sins.  An average human being through the eyes of a normal person, but the truth comes out when they realize that they are immortal.  They don't feel pain, and cannot be killed by an ordinary human.  However they can be hurt and killed by the hands of the Horsemen: a fact they refuse to believe.  Without the Seven Deadly Sins, Lucifer will no longer have his immortality, but he will still have his power."

"It's simple then.  Go to Hell City, hunt down the Seven Deadly Sins, kill them, find Lucifer and give it all we got" Chase said.

"But what are the Seven Deadly Sins?" Chase asked.  I moved the book over to him.

Greed

Gluttony

Wrath

Pride

Lust

Envy

Sloth

"Shit" he said.  "We have to find all 7?" I nodded but I wasn't too happy.

"What is it?" Princess Twilight asked.

"Hell City is a place where crime is everywhere and happens nonstop."

"That's perfect! I mean for you, after all you kill the wicked" Jack commented.  I nodded.

"So?" Chase asked.

"Hell City is not only my hunting ground to test my assassination skills, but it's also the one place where.... She came from."

"She?" Everyone asked at the same time.

"I'll tell you the tale later.  But right now, there are eight fuckers I wish to hunt down and kill."  Princess Celestia approached me.

"I'm accompanying you" she said sternly.

"What?" I asked.  "Your Highness, with all due respect..." The glare she gave me scared me.  "I would be. Honored to have you by my side to heal whatever wound inflicted upon me." She smiled at my answer.

"I'm coming too!" Princess Twilight said to Chase.  Chase didn't even argue.

"Ok Your Highness" he said.  "Hell City is a dangerous place so I will be your personal bodyguard!" He said proudly.  'God help me' he thought after realizing what he just said.  'I don't want to die...'

"Before we go..." Princess Celestia said.  She teleported all of us to her throne room.  She inserted her horn into a wall as if it was a key.  The wall opened and levitated a small chest.  "It's time to wear the rings" she said, levitating said rings out.  As we put on our rings, our casual clothing returned.

"So we're going there unbeatable?" Jack asked excitedly.

"Yeah but we still could get hurt enough to go to the hospital" Remy said.  Princess Celestia turned to Princess Twilight.

"The portal to the human world requires two alicorns to be made" she said.

"But what of Equestria?" She asked.  "What will happen while we're gone?"

"Equestria's time zone happens slower than the human world.  By the time we return, no matter how long we stay, to them it will be like we never left."  Princess Twilight nodded with understanding.  The four of us watched as the alicorns work together to make the portal.  I learned the importance of portal making.  Once you go through, you cannot go back until your purpose there is complete.  I sighed at the sight in front of me.

"Ok guys" I said.  "This is it." With a deep breath, I walked through it, as did everyone else.  Then the portal sealed.

Hell City

We all ended up in a parking garage in Hell City.  "Well that went well, right?" Jack asked.

"Uh... Not really" Chase said.  When we turned our heads, we gasped.  Instead of two alicorns, we saw two humans.  One was purple skinned and looked around to be 20, still in her dress from the ball, and a woman who is white skinned, same white as her coat in her mare form, also in her dress from the ball.  Even though I'm dating a 1000 something year old Princess, her human form begged to differ.

"Ok calm down, calm down" Chase said as he begun to hyperventilate.  Remy grabbed him and shook him.  "Get ahold of yourself!" He yelled.

"So what happens now?" Princess Celestia asked.

"Now we call our horses and ride horseback through the city" Jack said.

"Wait" I said.  Too late, Jack whistled loudly.  Just then, a black portal appeared several feet away but a horse didn't gallop out.

"Awkward" Chase snickered. Just then, a black Mercedes Benz rode out of the portal and screeched to a halt in front of Jack who was laughing like a little kid.  The portal then vanished.  Chase and the rest of us gasped.  Chase then put two fingers to his mouth and whistled loudly.  Several feet away, a white portal appeared.  Riding out was a white Chervolet Corvette.  "No way!" He gasped as the portal vanished and the car rode towards him.

Remy whistled loudly as did I.  Same distance, a gray and a red portal opened.  Riding out of their respective portals were a gray Lamborghini Aventador and a red Chevy Camaro.

"What are those?" Princess Twilight asked

"Cars" Jack answered as he got into his car.

"Ok, seeing that they probably haven't seen this world, I say we keep an eye on them" Chase said.  "That sounded weird."  I got into the driver's seat of my car as Princess Celestia got in the front.  I rolled down my window and poked my head out.  "Let's ride!" I shouted.  I put on my seatbelt and started the engine using my ring.  Princess Celestia put in her seatbelt and looked nervous.  "Don't worry, I won't go fast" I assured.  Jack's car sped past me.  I heard him laughing with insanity.

"Does he even know where to go?" I asked myself as I steadily rode my way out of the garage followed by Chase (Twilight sat in the back) and Remy.  We met up with Jack who was waiting by the garage entrance.

"So where do we start?" He asked.

"Don't know, but I suggest we start with any suspicious activity" I said.  Jack nodded, revved up his car, and drove down the street.  Chase, Remy, and I drove down the street of Hell City under the night sky beginning our search for the Seven Deadly Sins and eventually, Lucifer.

The Plan

After driving for 15 minutes, we all entered a street where crime does happen here, but on a brighter note, there is a 10% chance where it'll likely happen.  We all parked in a parking garage and got out of our cars.  "Wait" I said to Princess Celestia.

"What is it?" She asked.

"I highly doubt the crooks here gives a damn whether you're royalty or not so..." I removed her crown and put it on the passenger seat. I closed the door and watched my car slowly vanish like smoke.  "And I left my phone in there" I moaned.

  Chase did the same to Twilight.  He removed her crown and left it in the car.  After the last three cars vanished, the six of us walked down the parking lot and entered the hotel.  When we entered the lobby, all I could think of was: 'Damn, for a city where crimes are common, this hotel is luxurious.'  Like I said, Hell City is my favorite hunting ground to pick off sinners and practice my assassination skills and I leave no evidence that I was even here in the first place.  I knew this part of the city is the most safe, but I've never visited THIS part of the city! I mean look at this place! This is a five star hotel! There's a casino, a bar, a mini cafe, everything you want is here!  I can't let that fact distract me though, God knows how often crooks show up here.

  Oh, and for the record, the reason why this part is safe, is because this is where most of the city's security reside.

"What's the plan?" Twilight asked.

"We check in first, then I'll discuss the plan" I said.

"Do you even have a plan?" Remy asked.

"Shut up, I'm planning something" I whispered to him.

Elsewhere in a Warehouse

"And where are you going?" Greed asked as he sat on a crate drinking scotch.  Around him were several gangsters carrying c crates and driving carts stocked with cocaine.  Pride and several other gangster stood in another corner gearing up.

"We are robbing a bank.  And I think you're staying behind to count the precious cocaine you have stolen.  Not to mention we invaded this warehouse."

"For your information we commandeered the warehouse" Greed said.  Pride shrugged and loaded a handgun.

"My plan is fool-proof.  Me and my gang will go to the bank at the street where the beautiful five-star hotel is.  It will take two vehicles for the job.  One team will arrive in a black van, while the second team will take a white van and go around back.  Once we stole enough cash that pleased us, the first team will go out front empty handed, fooling the police, while the others load the cash we stole in the car parked back. Its so perfect! Isn't it perfect, boys?" His team all nodded and murmured with agreement,

"I don't know Pride, I put some thought into it but what if the Horsemen is in fact real?"

"The Horsemen aren't fucking real.  It's just a spook story made by Lucifer."

"Ok, but if you hear a prayer, that means you're fucked."

"Prayer?"

"Look I don't know how it goes, but all I know is that they leave one bullet in the chamber and plant it into your head after they finish reciting the prayer."

"That's bullshit, we're immortal!"

"Yes, and the Four Horsemen are the only ones who can inflict pain and death on us."

"I don't have time for this spook story bullshit, I got a bank to rob! C'mon boys! Let's steal some money with my awesome plan and leave these idiots with their Four Horsemen fairy tales!"

"I swear to Lucifer if he comes back gloating about his plan one more time, I'm shooting him" he said as he refilled his liquor.

Hotel Room

"Here's the plan" I said.  "Jack and I will scour the streets for any suspicious activity, Chase and Remy will stay here and guard the princesses.  When we come back with leads, we will be the ones guarding, and Chase and Remy will hit the streets next.  After that, we switch teams.  We keep on doing this until Lucifer is the only one left."

"Sounds like a plan" Remy said.

"I'll see you in the lobby" Jack said.  I turned to follow him, but Princess Celestia grasped my shoulder and turned me around.

"Be careful" she said.

"I'm a Horseman, I'm always careful."

"Yeah except for that time when you stupidly drank that whole bottle of sedative 2 years ago" Chase snickered.

"What?!" Princess Celestia and Princess Twilight asked at the same time, wide eyed.

"Not that fucking bullet again" I muttered as I left the room with Chase's laughter ringing in my ears.  Even though I closed the door, I could still hear his laughter.  I caught up with Jack by the elevators and he had already pushed the down button.  "Thinking on getting beer?" I asked as we waited for the elevator.

"Yep" he answered.

"I've known you for a long time.  Liquor always strengthens your plans and ideas."

"That's the hope" he answered.  Just then, the elevator bell dinged and the doors opened.  We stepped inside and I pushed the L button.  The elevator doors closed and we descended.  "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure what is it?" I asked him.

"Are you planning to uh... Propose to Princess Celestia?"

"Maybe" I answered.

"What's stopping you?" He asked.

"Two things" I said with a sigh.  "But promise me you won't speak a word of this to anyone."

"Dude, you've shared secrets with me, and I don't even remember them anymore.  So what is it?"

"I rather discuss them later."

"Fine by me" Jack said.  The elevator finally stopped and the doors opened.  We both stepped out and entered the bar.  Jack ordered a can of beer and placed money on the table.  A little while later, the bartender placed the can of beer in front of him.  Jack pulled the tab and drank it like he hasn't drank at all today.

'He's lucky he could hold his liquor' I thought to myself.  Jack placed the can on the table and sighed with satisfaction.  Not far from us were two cops and they both have their radios on.  I say this because someone on the other end spoke.

"Requesting backup! Suspects are robbing the bank! Repeat, the bank is being robbed!" The two cops out of their seats and rushed to the lobby emtrance.  While one of the cops responded to his teammate, I turned to Jack and grinned.

"Shepherds we shall be?" I asked.

"For Thee our Lord for Thee" he answered. We both got out of our seats and ran out the doors.

By the Bank

Several cops were parked in front of a black van with their guns raised.  A few gangsters ran out empty handed and raised their hands up.  While they were being cuffed, a white van drove out from behind the bank and sped away.  "Shit!" A cop shouted.

Jack and I made it to the scene and looked around.  "We gotta catch that white van" I said.

"Way ahead of you" he grinned.  He then whistled loudly, getting everyone's attention.  Suddenly a black portal appeared and his black Mercedes Benz drove out, startling everyone.  The car stopped in front of us and the doors swung open automatically.  Jack and I got into the car and closed the doors. I stuck my head out and grinned at our shocked audiences.

"Not something you see everyday right? After all, who will believe a story about a Mercedes Benz coming out of a black portal?" I asked.  Jack shifted gears and drove forward, leaving the stunned and surprised citizens behind.

Chasing Pride

In the van, Pride and his gangsters were laughing and celebrating with the money they had stolen.  "I told you my plan was foolproof! He shouted.

"Sorry we doubted you boss!" A gangster laughed.

"Did you see the looks the cops gave when they shot me and nothing happened?" he asked.  The others stopped laughing and looked at him oddly.

"Why is that?" A gangster asked.

"Because I have tough skin" he lied.  "Deal with it."  A gangster looked out the back window and saw a Mercedes Benz following them.

"Uh boss, kick-ass, Mercedes Benz following us."  Pride looked through his rear-view mirror and smiled.

"Come on, let's steal it and transfer the money there." He pulled over to the side and watched the Mercedes pull over behind them.

In the Mercedes

"Cale, are you sure this will work?" He asked.

"I don't know Jack" I said, worriedly.

"Well let's pray that it does" he said.  I patted his shoulder to comfort him.

"Come on.  Let's get this shit over with." We unbuckled our seatbelt and stepped out of the car.  Jack stayed by his side of the door while I sat on the hood.  Pride and his remaining gangsters stepped out of their van and approached.

"Hello gents" Pride said with a smile.  "That's a kickass ride." We could tell that he's planning to steal the car.

"Thank you" Jack said nervously.  He cleared his throat and toughened up.  "A gift from a friend" he said.

"You're friend must be rich then" Pride said as he examined the car.  "Say um... Can one of my friends check out the interior of the car?"

"Sure" Jack said, stepping out of the way.  Pride and his gangs smiled and giggled.

"We got it boys" Pride laughed.  One of his gangsters got into the driver's seat and smiled.

"Boss, the seat feels nice! I feel like I'm a rich man already!" He laughed.

"These two guys are stupid for buying this shit we're pulling" Pride laughed.

"Actually" I said with a grin.  "You're the ones that are buying our shit." Jack slammed his door shut.  Pride and the gangsters watched through the windshield that their comrade was starting to burn up. Pride and the others drew their guns and aimed them at us.

"Let him out!" He ordered.  The gangster in the car struggled to open the door but his skin started to burn.

"Help me!" He shouted as he continued to burn to a crisp.

"Legend says" I began.  "That someone who isn't worthy tries to steal a horse belonging to one of the Four Horsemen, pays the price of death."  Pride and the other gangsters watched their comrade as he is now a burned corpse.  Jack opened the car door, grabbed the roasted gangster and threw him out of the car.

"Another legend says... The Four Horsemen carries remarkable abilities."  One of the gangsters began to choke and struggled at his neck.  On the wall, Jack's shadow was choking the gangster's shadow.  Pride and the others gasped and backed away.

"What bullshit are you guys playing at?" Pride asked as he aimed his gun at our heads.  "Kill them!" He screamed.  He and his gangsters open fired at us, but we just remained standing, or in my case, sitting.

"You were saying about killing?" Jack asked.

"Get the fuck back in the van!" Pride screamed.  Jack and I watched the gangsters scramble to their van.

"Let's ride" I said.  I put two fingers in my mouth and whistled loudly.  Pride and his gangsters turned around and saw a red portal appear.  Coming out of it was my red Chevy Camaro.  I got into my car, and buckled my seatbelt.  The second the van drove off, Jack and I followed suit.

"Did you fucking see that?!" A gangster asked.

"Yeah I fucking saw! The Horsemen are fucking real! That fucking fairy tale was no bullshit!" Pride shouted, shaking up.  "I gotta tell the boss!" He pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

Somewhere

Lucifer, Envy and Greed were walking down a supermarket.   Lucifer's cell phone rang (Saw theme).  He sighed, reached into his pocket.  He pulled out his phone and answered it.  "Hello?" He asked calmly.

"Sir, the Horsemen are real!" Pride shouted.

"Of course they're real.  I kept warning you but you're too fucking stubborn to believe it."

"Hey man, there are kids here" a man said.  Lucifer put his phone against his chest so Pride wouldn't hear what he's saying.

"Get over it.  Kids will start cursing as they get older.  That's how maturity works, idiot." He pressed the phone against his ear.  "You were saying?" He asked.  The man shook his head and walked away.

"Sir! The Horsemen are chasing us down the street with cars faster than this shit van! Help us!"

"Um... No.  You refused to believe my warning."

"Sir, I'm sorry! I believe you now!"

"The answer is 'no', Pride.  You got yourself in that situation, you can get yourself out."

"I can't! They're fucking immortal!"

"Oh... Then I don't know what to say" he said, faking a scared tone.

"Boss please! I followed your orders for a long time!"

"Fine.  Here's some advice."

"What is it?"

"You're fucked.  Goodbye Pride." He hung up and pocketed his phone.

"But sir, doesn't that mean your immortality drops a little?" Envy asked.

"Yeah, so?"

"You'll be more vulnerable after each Deadly Sin dies."

"But they don't know where the rest of you are do they?"

"Good point."

"Besides.  Pride was too proud of his plan, he didn't even think about the five-star hotel near the bank."

"What about the hotel?"

"That's the Horsemen base.  And they also have to lovely ladies in there who are not part of this world."

"How do you know that?"

"I'm a devil.  I fucking know everything.  I'm just too stubborn and lazy to share them with you."

Back on the Streets

I was on the phone with Jack trying to dodge traffic.  "Jack, do you see him?" I asked.

"Yeah!" He shouted.

"We kill Pride together! Eliminate his goons!"

"You got it!"

In the van, Pride was seething with anger.  "Damn it, Lucifer! You fucking betrayed me!" He screamed.

"It's ok boss, we're here for..." Before a gangster could finish comforting him, one of Jack's shadows popped out of his own, screeched loudly, and stabbed him in the throat.  Other shadows of Jack popped out of every gangster's shadow and attacked.  One stabbed a gangster in the chest and slit his throat, another pierced bladed finger through his head, and another gnawed at the last gangster's neck.  One of Jack's shadows slithered behind Pride.

  "Shepherds the Horsemen shall be!" He hissed and clapped one hand over Pride's eyes with one hand and veered the steering wheel sharply to the right with the other.  After a sinister laugh, the shadows vanished.  Pride's van rolled down an exit and crashed into an empty gas station, causing an explosion.  Being an immortal, he struggled to get out of his van.  Looking past the fire, he saw a red Camaro and a black Mercedes approaching him.

  Pride finally fought his out of the van and walked through the fire.  Most of his clothes were burnt, he was scractched, bloodied, bruised, and half burnt.  He tried calling for help, but his voice was raspy and he could barely be heard over the roar of the fire.  We watched as Jack and I step out of our cars and approached him.  My Camaro vanished like smoke while Jack's car remained parked.  I reached into my jacket pocket and shot him several times in the legs.  Pride screamed hoarsely in pain and fell on his knees, groaning in pain.

"One left?" I asked.  Jack coked his handgun and grinned.

"Yep."

"I got two bullets to spare before I have one left" I said.

"Let's do this then" Jack said. The two of us approached the writhing creature that was once human.  I raised my gun up and shot Pride in the arms, pinning them to the ground.  His cries of pain were as inhuman as before when I shot his legs.  We both aimed our guns at his head and recited the prayer together.

"A shepherd I shall be

For Thee my Lord for Thee

Power hath descended forth from Thy hand

That my feet may swiftly carry out Thy command

So I shall flow a river forth onto Thee

And teeming with souls shall it ever be

In Nomine Patri

Et Fili

Spiritus Sancti."

"NO!" Pride screamed as loud as he could.  Jack and I planted our last bullets into his skull, nonchalantly walked back to Jack's car, and drove off, leaving the burned lifeless body, and blown up gas station behind.

The Hunt for Greed

Although Pride was eliminated, Lucifer acted like he was going through an everyday routine.  Still in the supermarket with Greed and Envy, the two were walking down the frozen food section.  "Why can't Gluttony join us? He is after all the big Popeyes chicken eating son of a bitch" Envy complained as he tossed a whole bunch of boxed microwaveable macaroni and cheese into the cart.

"He's as lazy as Sloth!" Greed too complained as he tossed several boxes of hot pockets into the cart.

"Not too mention unhealthy" Licifer said a as he skimmed through stocks of ice cream.  Just then, Greed received a text from one of his gangsters.

"Sir... My men are ready for operation Cocaine Market."

"Selling cocaine to every drug dealer on the block?" Lucifer asked as he gathered some ice cream.

"Yes sir" Greed answered.

"Go ahead.  But I do expect you to come back with briefcases of cash."

"Of course sir." He turned around and headed for the exit.

"Hey, why the fuck does he get to go?" Envy complained.

"Because A, I said so, B, you got nothing better to do other than being jealous, whining and complaining, C, because you're a pussy, and D, you're going to shut your mouth and help me stock up on food for a man who should have a heart attack by now." He threw the ice cream into the cart.  "One of these days, Gluttony is going to have to shop for his own fucking food!"

"Why are you taking crap from him then? You are the leader."  Lucifer grabbed his walking stick from the cart, unsheathed the blade, and aimed the burning hot blade at his comrade.

"Don't start" he threatened.  "I've been cutting him some slack for a long time and this is the last time I'm doing this."  He sheathed the blade and pulled out his cellphone.  He dialed a number and pressed the phone to his ear.  "How's it looking out there?"

"Nothing unusual" Wrath answered as he was perched on the market rooftop.  "Just civilians coming and going from the stores."

"Did you catch Greed take our van to run his errand?"

"Yes."

"Meet us in the winery section.  We're teleporting out of here."

"Understood." Wrath hung up, pocketed his phone and dropped down from the rooftop.  Before entering the market, he unsheathed is sword, approached a box of water bottles and sliced the wrapper open.  Without anyone looking, he grabbed three water bottles and entered the store, sheathing his sword once he was inside.

Hotel

Jack and I were in the elevator remaining silent.  Jack took note at how somewhat disturbed I was.  "You look shaken up" he said.

"Because I am" I answered in a low voice but clear enough for him to hear.

"I mean you're assassin so that kind of stuff shouldn't bother you."

"It's not the killing that's bothering me."

"Then what is it?"

"How do you think Princess Celestia will react if I tell her my full name?"

"Cale McManus? Dude we al heard that name for a long time, there's nothing to worry about."

"Ok to be honest, 'Cale' is my nickname." The elevator bell dinged.

"What?" Jack asked as the doors slid open.  We stepped out and walked down the hall.  "Cale is a nickname?"

"Yeah. I use it to distract people from knowing what my real name is."

"What is it?" He asked.

"I'll tell you, but don't tell anyone.  I'll be the one reveal my name to Princess Celestia."

"Word of honor" Jack said.

"My full name is Chandler Fitzherbert McManus."  Jack tried not to laugh.

"When are you going to tell her that?" He asked, trying to hold in his laugh.

"When we get out of Hell City."

"But that'll be a long time."

"Yeah" I answered.

By the time we reached our room, which was all the way down the hall, the smile on Jack's face was gone.  Inside, Chase and Remy were playing a card game using a deck of cards they found in a drawer while the two princesses watched them.  "Oh hey, who'd you get?" Chase asked.

"We took out Pride" Jack answered.

"Six to go, huh?" Remy asked.  Jack nodded.  Remy turned to Chase and grinned.  "Ready to go?" He asked.  Chase nodded and stood up.  Remy flicked his wrists and the contraption strapped to either arm extended from his sleeve.  Satisfied, he retracted them.  "Still works like a charm." He got up from the floor and the two headed out the door.

"Come on Twi, I'll show you how to play Slap Jack." She reached out and slapped Jack on the face, causing me and Princess Celestia to hide our laughter.

"Oh, that's not how it goes?" She asked sheepishly.

"Kind of close" I responded.

"Very funny, Cale" he said. 'Chandler' he mouthed.

'Jackass' I mouthed back.  I turned my head and saw Princess Celestia leaning her head on my shoulder.

Hotel Bar

Remy and Chase were sitting by a counter each drinking a shot of scotch.  Entering the bar were two gangsters.  "Here's the plan, we get some shots, get out of here, start selling like Greed told us."  Remy was about to flick his wrist but Chase stopped him.

"Let's tail them first" he whispered.  "Study their moves, find out who works for whom, and only then we can find the exact location of Greed."

"Good point" Remy said as Chase released his wrist.  The two continued to drink their shots.  Remy shifted his eyes to the right and eyed the gangsters for awhile.

"Let's visit The Rat.  He'll know what to do" one of the gangsters suggested as the bartender arrived with two shot glasses.

"Got the name memorized?" Remy asked quietly.

"The Rat" Chase answered.  They watched the gangsters gulp down their liquor and left the bar.

"Let's do this" Remy said.  Chase nodded and the two Horsemen tailed the gangsters.

In a Warehouse Several Blocks Away from the Hotel

Greed walked around the warehouse watching his men at work.  "Come on boys!" He shouted.  "It's not that hard making room for more drugs!"

"But sir" a gangster complained.  "There's barely enough room.  We might as well stick what we have and start selling."  The gangster was right.  The warehouse was now a giant labyrinth of large stocks of cocaine, cigarettes, alcohol, and other drugs.  Greed pulled out a revolver, pulled the hammer back, and shot the gangster in the head.  "Anyone thinks I don't have room?" He asked as he waved his gun around.

"No sir!" The gangsters shouted in unison.

"Good! Now find a way to make this place look like a supermarket except its stock full of drugs instead of food."

"With all due respect sir" a gangster said, all these storages of drugs will take almost forever to shelf.  And what about the money? You already have three vaults crammed with them."

"What's you're point?" Greed asked impatiently.

"I'm saying that if one of the vaults open, an avalanche of money will pour out.  We'll be needing more vaults.  Plus, we also need a back room for any drug that didn't make their way onto a shelf.  "There is way too much stuff in this warehouse."

"I'm a proud owner of these prized possessions" he said.  "If you do what I tell you, I might be generous and give each of you one packet of each drug, plus a bottle of each alcohol and keep the rest to myself."

'What about the money?" The gangster asked.

"The drugs I'm giving you is your payment.  Want money? Go sell them!" The gangster drew his gun and cocked it.

"Who fucking died and made you king?" He shot Greed point blank and gasped when nothing happened.

"Funny.  I was expecting this..." He aimed his gun point blank at the gangster and pulled the trigger, blood splattering on him.  Greed pulled out a cloth from his pocket and wiped his face.  After that, he threw the bloodstained handkerchief on the dead body in front of him.  He looked around and saw several shocked gangsters looking at him.  "What are you standing around for? Chop chop!" He shouted. His crew got back to work.

Back at the Street

Remy and Chase were standing to a club called Black Widow's Nest.  "Ok" Remy said.  "We to in, no gunshots, no bodies."

"Remy, if memory serves the two gangsters we tailed for five minutes died by your hands" Chase said.

"Hey, one deserved it after giving me the finger and insulted my mother who I haven't seen in 16 years and the other deserved it after insulting me in French."

"Was punching them repeatedly in the right eye and putting a bullet in the left one worth it?"

"Hell yes."

"What makes you sure this is the right place?"  Remy reached into his pocket and pulled out two ticket stubs to the club.  Written on it in black ink was:

'Meet me in the back at Black Widow's Nest- The Rat'

He handed one ticket to Chase.  "Let's go.  Time's a wasting."

  .

Black Widow's Nest

  When they entered, Remy and Chase had to walk down this dark, neon-lighted corridor.  On either side of the walls were various neon colored designs of a black widow spider.  Not far from them, loud music can be heard.  2 bouncers stood on either side of a revolving door and both looked tough.  "Tickets and I.D.s?" One of the bouncers asked.  The two pulled out their tickets stubs and handed it to them.  The bouncers noticed the writing on the stubs.

"We have a meeting with The Rat" Remy said.

"And your I.D.s?" The second bouncer asked.  "No oe can go in without an I.D., even if they have a meeting with The Rat."

"Sure.  Here's my I.D." Remy quickly struck the left bouncer in the throat and Chase then struck the other at the side of the right bouncer's neck.  As soon as the two thugs hit the floor, Remy looted a silenced handgun from one of the bouncers' back pocket and Chase found an Uzi lying in the corner.  Remy cocked the handgun and planted a bullet in each bouncer's head and turned the safety on again.

"Trade?" Chase asked.  Remy glanced at his handgun, and then Chase's Uzi.

"Eh, why the hell not?" He asked as the two traded weapons. Chase tucked his handgun in his pocket but Remy just pulled the slide back on his Uzi.

"What the hell are you doing?" Chase asked him, shocked.

"Strip clubs are favorite hideouts for criminals.  I must be prepared" Remy answered him in a calm way.  Chase gave him a look.  "Oh all right fine" he gave in, turning the safety back on.  "But of things go to hell, I'm pulling the trigger."

"That makes two of us" Chase said as he went through the revolving doors.  Remy followed suit.  On the other side, they saw patrons dining, drinking, smoking, and trying to flirt with strippers.  Several strippers stood on stages dancing erotically.  Remy took a quick glance and saw something wring.  Chase was ogling at the dancers.  He smacked Chase in the head.

"Get your eyes off of the strippers.  Your heart belongs to Princess Twilight Sparkle!" Remy shouted.  If music wasn't playing right now, everyone would've heard him.  "Now get your head in the game.  We have to find The Rat." He glanced around the area.  "The ticket did say that he was in a back room."

Back Room

The room in the back was the only part of the bar that wasn't dark and lighted with neon lights.  In fact, all it had were regular lights.  Separating the bar itself and the room was a large window.  Anyone in this room can see what's going on in the bar, but for anyone in the bar, this window will be a mirror to them.

  A man in a black suit holding a glass of red wine that looked like he hasn't taken a sip from it yet sat in an armchair.  He had black hair gelled back, and a pencil thin mustache.  Lucifer stood in front of him tapping the goat-head shaped knob on his walking stick.  "Ok out with it" he said.  Standing behind Lucifer is Envy and Wrath.

"The deal's off.  I'm not sending my men over to your goon's drug storage.  I'm perfectly comfortable here."

"You once worked for one of the 12 most wanted criminals in Hell City.  And wasn't there a law stating every gang should respect their new leader?"

"Work for Greed? Please, the man cares about nothing but drugs."

"Says the man who sits on his chair and ogles at the strippers and whores!" Wrath shouted, unsheathing his sword.  Lucifer held up his walking stick to block Wrath's strike.

"Cool it.  You will have your moment."

"Of course sir.  My apologies sir" Wrath said, sheathing his sword again.  Lucifer approached closer and looked over The Rat.

"Do you mind? I have two gangsters coming to meet with me."

"And discuss what?" Lucifer asked.

"We will no longer join your criminal organization.  I run my own organization! This club and bar, this Black Widow's Nest will be the next big hideout for any criminal in Hell City! Oh, and side note, most of the patrons amd workers out there are part of my gang, so if you wish to continue living to run whatever organization it is you lead, I suggest you leave! Oh and you can just take your--" as he ranted, Lucifer made a gesture to Wrath who swiftly pulled out his sword and sliced The Rat's head clean off.  Lucifer quickly grabbed the glass of red wine before it shattered on the floor.

"Now I see how he got his name." He drank down the serving of red wine in one gulp.  "Always ratting out on people."  He turned to Wrath.  "You're The Rat now.  The gangsters want a meeting with The Rat, we'll give them one."  Envy and Lucofer approached the door.   Lucifer stopped and turned to Wrath.  "Oh, there is a really small chance that the gangster could be Horsemen in disguise.  If that's the case, don't kill them."

"And why not?" Wrath snapped.

"Wrath my dear boy, no matter how badly you strike them, they will never back down.  The only one who could really make them surrender is me.  So if you think you can take them on, by all means to for it, but don't go yelling at me when you find out that they are the toughest sons of bitches you've ever encountered."  Wrath let out a frustrated grunt.  "I'm taking that as an understanding." Lucifer and Envy left the room.  "Oh" Lucifer said, sticking his head back in.  "And do something about that body." His head retreated from the room and the door closed.  Wrath glanced at the head which had already made its way by the bar.  It left behind a trail of blood.  By Wrath's feet was the headless body lying on a pool of blood.

Back in the Bar

Remy and Chase sat by the bar counter and looked around.  "One of these crooks should know The Rat" Remy said.

"And the problem is, probably a lot of them know him" Chase added.  "If they suspect foul play, all guns are up, people are screaming, and bodies are hitting the floor."  The two turned back to their drinks unaware that Lucifer and Envy walked by them.   When the two men exited the bar, Lucifer turned to Envy.  "Pay a visit to Greed.  Tell him and his goons that there are buyers coming within the hour."

"Yes sir" Envy said.  "But sir, what of the Horsemen?"

"The Horsemen are my problem, not yours.  Just do what I say."  Envy nodded and went the opposite direction.

Street Chase

   It took awhile, but Chase and Remy managed to find a gangster to lead them to The Rat.  Lucky for them, because he too has a meeting with The Rat.  The gangster led them to one of the back doors.  "Wait here" he said.  He knocked on the door and waited.  "Come in" Wrath said.  The gangster opened the door, stepped inside and closed the door.

"Know the plan?" Remy asked.

"Yeah.  We interrogate him about the whereabouts of Greed" Chase answered.

"Yep."

"Can we do Operation Rule #21?" Chase asked.

"Kill the one being interrogated if the interrogation is going nowhere and then find another target to interrogate?"

"Yep."

"And repeat the cycle until we get what we want?"

"Yes."

"I like how you think" Remy said with a smile.  "Good thing we're doing this outside of Equestria."

"Yeah doing this to Diamond Dogs and Griffins were a pain" Chase added.  After awhile, Wrath opened the door.

"I'm sorry boys, I just had to take care of two asshole bodyguards of mine.  Come in" he said.  Remy and Chase saw the headless body and its head on the floor, and leaning against a wall in a sitting position was the gangster that accompanied them.  He had a pen sticking out of his neck.  The scenery may disturbed Chase, but he put on the best poker face he could muster.  Although it'll be difficult for him to remain like this because his face kept twitching because he could see the bodies from the corner of his eyes.

"I am The Rat" the Wrath lied.  "And I hear that you two have a business to deal with regarding Greed?" He asked.

"Yes sir" Remy said.

"Well let's hear what you have to say.  I'm all ears."  The problem is that Chase and Remy don't know anything about Greed and this could be a big problem to their plan.  So they decided to improvise.

"Well firstly" Chase began.  "He doesn't share his plans with us."

"No, that's not true" Remy said.  "You're always sleeping during his presentations to his plans.  He just doesn't give away the rewarding money.  Keeps all the cashes to himself."

"Mm-hmm" Wrath said, nodding.  "Now I am hearing a big drug sale happening in Warehouse 92.  Did Greed inform you on that?"

'Shit, we're suppose to interrogate him, but he quickly turned the tables!' Remy thought.  Both of them noticed a grin spreading on Wrath's face.

"You're not really gangsters" he said.  "You don't work for Greed, you just want to find him and kill him."  Remy and Chase quickly stood up and drew out their guns as Wrath unsheathed his sword.  "My, my... We're in a bit of a situation here aren't we? Guns vs. Blade."

"Time's up Wrath" Remy said.

"Now what gave it away?"

"The name on the blade" Chase said.  Wrath glanced at his sword and smiled.

"You're threatening one of the Deadly Sins.  Do you know how serious that is?"

"And you have your sword aimed at two of the four Horsemen" Remy said as he pulled the slide of his Uzi back.

"Horsemen vs. Deadly Sin.  An interesting match."

"Where's Warehouse 92?" Chase asked as he pulled the hammer of his gun back.

"You can aim that gun at me as long as you want.  But let me tell you something... Unless the other five are dead, you cannot kill me."

"Your friend Pride is already in Hell" Remy said.

"You really think finding the other Deadly Sins is easy? What if I were to say that you may not know the location of our hideout, but we know the location of yours?"

"We're going to ask again.  Where is Warehouse 92?" Chase asked.

"Fuck you, Horsemen.  You're lucky you can't be killed... Yet."  Remy aimed his gun at Wrath's right eye and pulled the trigger.  As the Deadly Sin screamed in pain, Remy and Chase quickly ran out of the room.  They hurried down the bar, pushing and shoving their way past everyone.

"Stop them!" Wrath shouted.  The bullet was lodged into his eye and blood was cascading down his right side of his face like a mini waterfall.  "They murdered The Rat!" Chase and Remy ran through the bar gunning down gangsters while the neutral civilians screamed and ran for cover.

"Save your ammo!" Remy shouted over the roar of the gunfire.  The two ran through the revolving doors and out of the bar.  Chase whistled loudly.  A white portal appeared and his car drove out of it, stopping in front of them.

"Get in!" Chase said as he got into the driver's seat and put on his seatbelt.  Remy got in and sat down.

"Agh! God! Son of a-- what is that?!" He asked.  Chase laughed nervously as he tossed Twilight's tiara into the backseat.  "Ass-hat" the gunslinger muttered as he put on his seatbelt.  Chase shut his door, shifted gears, and sped off.  "Jesus Christ!" Remy cried out.  "Chase, we are going too fast!"

"Do you want to kill Greed?!" He asked as several gangsters got into their cars and chased after them.

"Yeah but I don't want to die in your car! Who the hell taught you to drive?"

"I taught myself" he said as he took a sharp turn.

"If I survive your driving, I'm putting a bullet in you!" Remy yelled.  Chase looked at his rear-view mirror and saw a total of five cars chasing him.

"That sounds fair" he said.  "Hang on" he said.  He stepped on the brakes and turned his car around.  He shifted gears and began to drive backwards.  "Take them out!" He yelled.  Remy rolled down his window and stuck his head and right arm out and pulled the trigger of his Uzi.  The two watched as blood splattered on one of the cars' windshield.  Said car then crashed into a building.  Remy pulled himself back into the car and sighed.

"Almost out" he said.  Chase handed him his pistol.

"I got five bullets left, use them..." The sound of gunfire cut him off.  He turned his head and saw that Remy used four to take out the drivers, causing the remaining cars to crash into each other.  "Showoff" Chase muttered as he continued to drive down the street backwards.

"Wait, stop" Remy said.  Chase stepped on the brakes.

"What is it?" He asked.  Remy pointed to a street leading to a building.  "Warehouse 92.  The place we want."

Warehouse 92

  Chase and Remy hid behind a large crate near the entrance.  There were two gangsters armed with assault rifles.  "Great" Chase whispered.  "Not only are we low on ammo, but how are we going to take them out quietly?"

"We don't" Remy said.  He popped out of his hiding spot and gunned down one of the gangsters with his last few bullets of his Uzi.  Chase popped out and shot the second gangster in the head.  A commotion can be heard from inside. The two Horsemen dropped their weapons and rushed over to the fallen guards and grabbed their assault rifles.  The second a gangster opened the doors, both men gunned him down.   The two ran in and open fired at the gangsters.  Greed ducked behind a crate holding a handgun in one hand and a revolver in the other.  "Shoot them!" He yelled.   "Kill them!" He popped out of his hiding spot and fired his guns simultaneously but kept missing his target.   Remy turned around and planted three bullets into Greed's chest.

"Boss!" A gangster shouted.  Before he could get to his fallen leader, Chase gunned him down in the back.  The two men tossed their assault rifles aside and each picked up a handgun.  Staying in the center, the two open fired and gunned down the remaining gangsters   They then approached the wounded Deadly Sin and stood before him.

"No..." He gasped.  "It's true... You're the Horsemen."

"Gee, I wonder what gave it away" Chase said sarcastically.

"I'm not fucking telling you anything!" He shouted as blood trickled from his mouth.

"You don't have to" Remy said as he aimed his gun at Greed's head.

"Do it you piece of shit" Greed spat.  "I fucking dare you to pull the trigger!" Chase aimed his gun at Greed's head.

"I bet none of you have the guts."

"Just one minute" Chase said.  The two looked at each other and nodded.  They recited the prayer together.

"A shepherd I shall be

For Thee my Lord for Thee

Power hath descended forth from Thy hand

That my feet may swiftly carry out Thy command

So I shall flow a river forth onto Thee

And teeming with souls shall it ever be

In Nomine Patri

Et Fili

Spiritus Sancti"

They both pulled the trigger and saw two bullets drill their way through Greed's head.

Elsewhere

Lucifer and Envy stood in front of Sloth and they weren't pleased.  "You let Lust out?" He asked.

"So?" Sloth asked.

"Now she's going to find a woman that she'll love."

"So what? I bet whatever woman she finds has a boyfriend" Sloth said.

"Did I tell you how sick lesbians make me?"

"No but I can tell by your tone" Sloth said.  Lucifer turned to Envy.  "Scout the city and find Lust.  Once you do, bring her to me."

"It shall be done" Envy left Sloth's apartment.

"As for you, Sloth.  I hope the Horsemen find you and kill you!"

"And then your immortality will drop" Sloth said cockily.

"At least it'll be better than seeing you sit on your ass all fucking day!" He left the apartment and slammed the door shut.

"The hell is his problem?" He asked himself.

Hotel Lobby

Remy and I stood in the middle of the lobby planning something out.  "Cale, relax.  Princess Celestia will be alright.  This is a safe hotel" he said assuringly.

"I know but... With Jack out gambling or thieving from the wicked, and Chase and Twilight going on a date.... I think I should take Celestia out on a date today."

"You will.  But there are five more assassins we have to take care of.  Besides, it's not like anyone is going to find her."

"You're right" I said.  As we left, Lust stood up from a chair and approached the counter.

"Excuse me" she said.  What room is the man in the red jacket staying in?" She asked the receptionist.

"I'm afraid I can't tell you that" she said.  "It's classified information.  Plus he's staying with a woman named Celestia."

"You don't understand.  This Celestia is my friend whom I haven't seen in a long time.  Please, just let me talk to her for five minutes."

"Five minutes, no more."

"You have my word."  While the receptionist searched for the room number me and Celestia were staying at, Lust licked her lips and smiled.  'Celestia... That sounds like a woman I should spend the rest of my life with' she thought.

Remy and I were sitting in his car riding through the street.  "You don't know where to go, do you?" I asked.

"Not a clue.  But I'm sure we'll know eventually.

"I hate uncomfortable silences, can we listen to the radio?"  Remy turned the radio on and 500 Miles began playing.  "Oh God no" I said, turning the radio off.

"And what's wrong with The Proclaimers?" Remy asked as he turned the radio back on.

"Remy, please don't do this to me" I begged as the sing continued to play.

"Do what to you? This is the best so g in the world" Remy countered.  I changed the radio station and Beat It started playing.

"Oh ok.  Ok" Remy said.  "We're playing the song changing game like little kids?" He turned the station back to 500 Miles.

I hit another random button and Never Gonna Give You Up just begun.

"Goddamn it!" We yelled at the same time.  Remy quickly hit a different button and classical music started playing.

"This'll do" I said.

"Better than that godawful song" he said.  We continued to cruise down the street listening to the soothing music of the violins.