The Infinite Cycle- First Blood

by Temayes

Rating: teen
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Other, Romance, Original Character, Crossover, Sex
Length: 4378

On a certain day, in a certain year. The blood prophecy will come true. No one knows what it exactly is. It is only known to destroy all life in Equestria.

On a certain day, in a certain year. The blood prophecy will come true. No one knows what it exactly is. It is only known to destroy all life in Equestria. On a different day, a hunter and an assassin cross paths, no one knowing they are actually the key to everything. (This story plays in the a different part of Equestria, our Japan/China.)

Other tags will be added as soon as the later chapters are uploaded.

*Just so you all know: I didn't write the (original) story, all credit is due to Blake who did write it. If you want to give him any feedback go ahead: Blake.

All OC pony's belong to him as well.

Published 2013-10-14 14:30:02 UTC
Last updated 2013-12-14 11:39:37 UTC

Chapter 1, First Meeting

After a while, Katarina stepped into the brightly lit tavern room.

‘’What shall it be for you today, my love?’’

‘’The usual dear.’’

And without a sound, she walked out again.

You sat up in the musky tavern bed. Vaguely remembering what had happened the night before. You were… attacked? No.. that wasn't it. It was dark outside. Honest folk had already left the streets to make place for brigands and bandits. Everyone knew this city was hell after dark. Murder, rape, robbery; It all happened here.

So last night, you came back after a long day of training. It was already dark, so your watchfulness had been even greater. You had been robbed before, and barely came back alive last time. This alone made you panic when you saw a red-haired mare in front of you. Surrounded by five tough-looking bastards. The mare's jacket was half ripped off, exposing her breasts and her torso. You felt like you stood there looking at the scene for hours…. Until reality struck.

You dashed toward the pray closest to you, and after a lightning-speed move, his head rolled over the floor. The other four bandits were shocked for a while, until they forgot about the mare and went after you. You could almost TASTE their fear. It amused you. They charged in headfirst, but you knew some of the pegasi had already wet themselves.

Once again, you drew your katana with your magic. Hitodama Nihontõ now hovers in front of you. You dashed towards the four cowardly pegasi. Everything in front of you turned blood red, and you felt the bloody sensation burning behind your eyes, and felt the blood rushing through your veins.

‘’YOU WERE BORN FOR THIS.’’

Surprised by the sudden voice in your head, you dropped your guard, and failed to notice one bandit had gotten back up. He dropped his weapon, ran over to you, and jabbed his full hoof in your throat.

‘’T… Th… This is-‘’ You managed to say, before coughing up blood and passing out.

The next day, in the morning, you woke up. In your tavern bed, no less.

You had noticed a certain mare lying next to you that morning.
A Pegasus, no older than twenty-one, with red hair.

She reminded you of the mare you had saved yesterday. No.. It WAS the Pegasus from yesterday. Still, strange thoughts circled through your head. What was that voice from yesterday? How did I get here? How did that mare survive that last bandit? Who is this Pegasus actually? You just couldn’t make any sense out of it.

You asked the mare her name. ‘’It’s Katarina.’’ She had said.

Katarina.. This name sounded familiar, but you don’t know exactly why.

‘’So what’s your name?’’ She asked when you finally awoke from your daydreaming, sitting on top of you.

Shocked from the sudden piece of feminine pony that had appeared, you accidentally knocked her over and fell out of the bed yourself.

‘’Don’t…. scare me like that..’’ You said.

‘’Sorry. You did look very cute though.’’ She replied with a smile. ‘’So what is it?’’

‘’So what is what?’’

‘’Your name!’’

You looked down. No one had ever asked your name before. You had one, yes, but the last time you needed it was when you had challenged someone, and he wanted to know the name of the one that would eventually slay him.

‘’Names are not important.’’ You eventually said.

‘’Fine, have it your way.’’ She said with a grand sigh.

You stood up, walked over to the chair, and got your gear back on. You got your eye patch from your nightstand and put it on.

‘’You….. have an eye patch?’’ Katarina asked you with eyes wide open. Visibly shocked.

‘’It’s.. something that happened a while ago, yes.’’ You said.

Katarina was silent for a while, until she asked me to get breakfast.

‘’Fine, just.. don’t get assaulted or anything.’’ I said with a wink to Katarina.

‘’I’ll try.. I’ll try…’’ She replied, and fell back onto the bed.

You stepped out of the tavern room and headed downstairs. You knew the owner, and greeted him with a smile.

‘’Good morning, master Silverwing. And how fares your day so far?’’

‘’Mighty fine, master Hunter." ‘’Mighty fine.’’

‘’Good to hear, sir. Keep it up.’’ And walked past the tavern counter, to the door.

‘’So… they seem to call you the blade of the north now..’’ Your friend the innkeeper said.

You turned around, surprised. ‘’They gave me a nickname I didn’t even know about?’’

‘’Apparently. I read about it in the Skãlderhømer.’’

‘’Argh… That godforsaken newspaper, always, they only write about the trash that concerns only them, or the rich folk from Valemar.’’ You said with gritted teeth.

Swift nodded. ‘’Indeed. You could have a goblin run a better paper than their current employers.’’

‘’Too true, Silverwing. Too true.’’ And you stepped outside.

It was cold, you could tell. Because of your thickly-pelted hunting equipment though, it didn’t hurt much.
You could, however, still feel the pain in your throat from that encounter the night before. You thought about it for a while as you headed towards the town’s baker.

How did I actually… Pass out from something like that? You thought.

You had been jabbed, stabbed, and messed up before. And always you had survived. Save that one time you were robbed in Marifgar and you barely stayed alive. This was just.. different. You passed out from one attack. This wasn’t like you at all, and it gave you a feeling of fear.

You returned to the inn with bags in hand, and didn’t see Swift anywhere.
‘’Must be doing some shopping himself.’’ You accidentally said out loud.

‘’HELLO?’’ You heard the shouting from upstairs. ‘’HELLO?!’’ ‘’HELP! I’M STUCK HERE! THEY LOCKED ME IN!’’

You instantly recognized the voice. It sounded like a friend of yours you had not seen for decades.
Dashing up the stairs, following the sound, you had but one door left. You leaned against it, prepared yourself, and charged through the door.

The sight before you, was… How to put it, familiar. And awkward.

You had instantly recognized your friend.

Her name was Bjinx. She was from a strange city in the east, where ponies have black manes and strangely shaped eyes. You remembered her from when she was still a filly. Now however… she had grown up, and had two guns. Lying beside her on the bed.

You looked at Bjinx. And she looked at you.

‘’Hi.’’ You said.

‘’All this time you haven’t seen me, wrote me, or tried to find me.’’ She paused. ‘’And all I get is a HI?!’’’

‘’Err…. Well…. Sorry. You know I’m not good with words-‘’

‘’THAT’S NO EXCUSE!’’ She said, furious. Cutting you off.

Not knowing how to deal with the blue-haired piece of fury in front of you, you sat down for a minute in silence.

‘’So?’’ She said. ‘’Not going to say anything?’’

‘’Give me some time.’’ ‘’Please.’’ You replied.

‘’I gave you enough time and you know it!’’ ‘’You scumbag!’’

‘’Look, I’m sorry. Alright? I’m really sorry for not getting to write you, and stuff.’’ You replied hastily.

‘’Oh well.. I suppose I will have to forgive you for now.’’ ‘’I do owe you one for getting me out of here.’’

‘’Right..’’ You said. ‘’Anyway, I’m going back to my room.’’ ‘’I’m hungry.

Not waiting for a response, you walked across the hall to your own room. Entering without warning, you had apparently scared that mare in the room. She was lying on the bed.

You looked at the stains on the floor first and only then you noticed something.

The mare on the bed had her legs spread and one of her hooves between them.

‘’….’’ You stared.

Author's Note

Hitodama Nihontõ : Dismembering Soul Sword.
Valemar: City of the ‘’richer’’ people of the province of Valoria.
Skãlderhømer: Newspaper from Valemar, financed by dirty cartel leaders.
Marifgar: City that is known to be deadly at night.

*Once again: the idea's and characters belong to BlakeShiranui

Chapter 2, Hunter And The Hunted

She had her eyes closed, so she could not see you enter the room.

Her hand gently moved up and down her exposed pussy. She was going to cum soon, you could tell.

Then, when she almost climaxed, she opened her eyes. You didn’t know what to do and just stood there.. staring.

The time you took staring straight into Katarina’s lush poison-green eyes may have easily been called an eternity. At last, you snapped out of it when someone screamed their lungs out.

‘’AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!’’ Katarina yelled.

Finally realizing what is going on, you take the full view in before being kicked out of the room.

‘’Katarina? I- I.. I-‘’ You could say before being cut off.

‘’Why didn’t you knock on the door like any pegasus would?!’’ She shouted.

‘’I.. Just wasn’t expecting something like this..’’

This seemed to have calmed her down a bit, as she now opened the door and let you back in.

‘’I.. Er.. Well.. I’ll let it pass. For now.. just… don’t you ever dare forget to knock again!’’ She said.

‘’Don’t think I’ll forget… Don’t even think I’ll ever close an eye at night anymore if I see how furious you can get.’’

‘’That’s….’’ she looked defeated.

Got you now. You thought.

‘’Well…’’ ‘’You just better say you brought some breakfast!’’ She rapidly spouted out.

‘’Hell, that’s one thing I didn’t forget.’’

You unpacked the bags, revealing a large pack of daisy sandwiches and caramel apples.

Katarina’s grin became wider and wider with each and every delicacy taken out of the bag.

‘’How did you know I like daisy sandwiches?’’ She said with a really big smile.

‘’I’ve known you for like, one day.’’ ‘’How could I know?’’ I replied with a grin.

‘’This is a good sign, my valiant unicorn.’’ ‘’I think I’m liking you already!’’

Whoa. She just forgot all about what happened when I entered the room… maybe taking those daisy sandwiches was indeed a good idea… You thought to yourself.

‘’Itadakimasu!’’ You said.

‘’What?’’ She looked at you as if you had just lit up a pool of water.

‘’It’s Japanese.’’ You said. ‘’It means thank you for the meal.’’

‘’Oh.’’ She said. ‘’Well, I learned something new then.’’ Looking genuinely happy.

‘’How did you…. Escape that last bandit last night?’’ You asked after a good breakfast.

‘’I..…’’ *clears throat* ‘’He ran.’’ She said.

‘’What?’’ You asked, surprised.

‘’Yes… well, that’s what happened. He just ran.’’

‘’If you’re trying to lie, you aren’t very good at it...’’

Katarina seemed a little pissed off at this notice.

‘’Hey, can’t you believe a fellow pony on her word?’’

You looked down and rested your palm against your forehead.

‘’It just sounds unbelievable.’’ You said with a smirk.

‘’Believe what you will, or don’t let go.’’ ‘’It’s all up to you.’’ She said, as if quoting a poem.

‘’That sounds like music to my ears.’’ ‘’But okay, I won’t bother you with it anymore.’’

‘’Much appreciated!’’ Katarina smiles.

You quietly ate your caramel apples and daisy sandwiches, and the two of you lay down on the tavern bed. Full of a good breakfast.

You looked at Katarina, and were greeted by the heartwarming sight of an astonishingly beautiful mare, peacefully sleeping by your side. It made you smile, and the irresistible urge to snuggle up next to her was getting even greater. You were close to doing it, until you realized something.

Wait… What am I….? Thinking?! The thought crossed your mind.

How the hell can I be thinking about something like this at… a time like this?!

The thought panicked you.

I’m a hunter.
I’m immune to feelings.
I have no emotions.
I feel no remorse.
I am not allowed to feel love for someone.
I can’t allow myself to become weak!

You jumped up from the bed, and swiftly sheathed your blade into your shoulder pack.

You ran out the tavern as fast as your four hooves could take you. You needed to get away from her. Being with Katarina had made you drop your guard. What if she wanted to kill you? Your hunter’s instinct told you she wasn’t who you think she was. She was posing to be sweet and innocent on the outside, but you felt something dark was looming within. You eventually arrived at Marifgar’s city gates. It was still dawn, so you had time to train some more. You stormed out the gates and made your way to the forest.

A black pelted creature with what looked like a cloak, approached you on four legs as you were practicing in using your katana more efficiently.

‘’Who goes there?!’’ You shouted at the direction the beast was coming from. No response. It simply kept coming closer and closer, as in response you became more and more alert.The creature stood on two legs, and swung its cloak over its shoulder, revealing a giant creature that looked like a combination of a tiger and a bear. But with a giant piece of armor, metal claws and a strangely shaped blade.

‘’My name…’’ ‘’Is Rengar.’’ The creature said, in a calm, yet focused and deep voice.

‘’Ren…gar?’’ ‘’What… are you?’’ You asked, surprised.

‘’Something beyond your comprehension.’’ ‘’Weak creature.’’

You felt the rage burn up by this insult.

You scrape the ground, visibly angered. ‘’Who do you think you are?!’’ ‘’One does not simply underestimate one of the Knights of the Blood Oath!’’

‘’You dare call yourself a knight, weakling?’’ The disgusting creature looking you in the eyes.

You could not hold the rage any longer. You charged toward the beast, lunging at him with your katana.

‘’Hopeless.’’ Rengar said.

He took your katana by the blade with a single paw, and broke it. Afterwards throwing you to the ground with a single strike.

‘’This..’’ Rengar said. ‘’This is what makes me strong.’’ ‘’And what makes you weak.’’

Shocked, the gigantic hunter jumped on top of you, blade against your neck. Tears welled up in your once victorious looking face.

‘’This is all you can do?!’’ ‘’This is the challenge this weak land is supposed to bring me?!’’ The beast shouted. ‘’Go ahead, you weak piece of scum.’’ ‘’Cry as loud as you can, while I will eat your heart out!’’

Defeated.
Overpowered.
About to die.
Without having changed anything.

You felt utterly worthless. You felt as if the world wouldn’t have cared whether you had existed at all. As if ponykind had never accepted your existence.

‘’Rengar.’’ You said, depressed.

‘’I shall spare you your last words, weakling.’’ ‘’What is it?’’ Pressing his blade yet closer to your throat.

‘’I want to become strong.’’ ‘’Truly strong.’’ ‘’And I reckon…. You wouldn’t want to kill without a challenge, yes?’’ ‘’I think you and I are alike. Even though I am the weaker one.’’ You said.

‘’What are you saying, worm?’’ Rengar replied.

‘’Give yourself a challenge.’’ ‘’Make me stronger and fight me on equal footing!’’

‘’Why should I?’’ ‘’Kills are to be made, not to be saved.’’ Rengar spouted out with gritted teeth.

‘’Because killing someone, or, something like me would not pose well on your honor.’’

‘’What you say… It makes sense to me…’’ Rengar said, standing up.

‘’Are you saying you will help me?’’ you asked. Eyes wide open.

‘’No.’’ ‘’I will make you suffer, but leave you alive on a whim.’’

The next thing you knew, was that you regained consciousness.

You were still lying down flat on the forest floor, when you realized something was off. You felt.. lighter. Like the weight of the world was removed from your shoulders. You know you weren’t dead. Or… were you? You just didn’t know. It felt like you weighed nothing and all life was just an illusion. However, you saw something in the distance. It was… Blue. With red hair.
You recognized the girl, that was the last one you had wanted to see you like this. But things got worse as she got closer, looked at you, and ran away. Screaming, no less.

What the…?

You stood up, and got back on your four hooves, and finally noticed what was off. You were bigger. MUCH bigger. Your legs now looked more like those of a manticore. Your mane had become longer. It had been a cutely colored rune-blue once. The wind had once blown through it, carrying it up and making it wavy… Now, it was black. As dark as night and black as shadow. Also.. You had wings, fitting your mane color. It must have looked terrifying.

It had been no surprise that Katarina ran away screaming. You looked like a bloodthirsty abomination. You were looking around for your katana which you expected to be broken, but encountered a strangely shaped blade and metal claws instead.

So this Rengar… left his weapons? You thought.

That goddamned cat. You felt even more insulted at this discovery. You made your way back to town, getting many terrified gazes along the way. The town guard was even planning not to let you in, thinking you either might mean harm, or you could be a griffon spy. At the gates however, Swift the innkeeper was waiting. Recognizing you and asking the town guard if he could interrogate him.The town guard, believing the pegasus’ story, let you go with Swift. Under the idea you would be ‘interrogated’. The two of you quickly made your way back to the inn, and stormed into Swift’s back chamber that he used for keeping supplies and the like.

‘’Honestly..’’ ‘’You look like hammered shit!’’ Swift said.

‘’Pfft. Tell me about it.’’ You replied, in a voice that didn’t sound like your own.

‘’What happened to you, mare?’’ ‘’Who did this to you?’’

‘’I was… running away from something I didn’t want to do.’’ ‘’And went to the forest.’’

‘’And then?’’

‘’I met a hunter.’’ ’’A strange looking beast, standing on two legs..’’ ‘’He couldn’t have been from this world..’’ You said as you tried to remember what it looked like. You could barely remember his name.

‘’His name was… I don’t know.’’ ‘’Rengar?’’ ‘’He struck me down in a single hit… And I..’’ ‘’Next thing I knew, I woke up.’’

‘’That sounds fucked up..’’ Swift said, shaking his head in disagreement.

‘’Right…’’ ‘’But is that girl still here?’’ You quickly asked.

‘’You mean the red-maned one?’’ he said.

‘’Yeah.’’

‘’You just missed her. She ran out the door about an hour ago.’’

‘’Listen, Swift, I think she saw me in the forest.. but she ran away. Screaming.’’

‘’No wonder why, my old friend. No wonder why.’’

You smiled at your friend. Always the same smart-ass remarks, just like you knew him.

‘’Get some rest. You’ve been screwed enough for today.’’
‘
’Yes sir.’’

You quietly slipped past the crowd in the inn’s main hall, avoiding being seen and getting a whole mess started.

You found the door to your regular room on your left hand side and went through it. No one there.

You dropped down on the bed, and closed your eyes. You were done with this day. Shit got worse enough as it is.

The next morning, you encountered Bjinx in the hallway.

Chapter 3, Here we go again..

‘’Master yourself, master the enemy.’’ Bjinx said, after throwing you down to the ground in but a single, swift motion.

You looked up with a very approving smile, knowing that your long-lost friend HAD been training.
Much to your disbelief of course, since you knew she had always been a lazy wench.

‘’A true master you are’’ You said.

‘’Indeed, Master Chifuyu.’’ And she bowed before you.

You got up from the ground, and dusted yourself off.

‘’Been a while since I saw this tavern floor up close!’’ You laughed.

‘’Last time.. was our fight?’’ She grinned.

‘’I think it was, actually…’’ you say, clearly remembering what happened last time.

You remembered the last time Bjinx and you fought. You were both completely boozed up, and it eventually ended up in exchanging some very….. passionate squirts.

‘’So ehh… we both know how that ended up…’’ Bjinx said hastily, blushing.

Ten bottles of Ol’ Dragondrops’ moonshine later, the two of you ended up in the warm, comfy tavern bed.

You started undressing and showed your mare pride to the other mare on the bed.

She’s so hot.. You thought.

‘’Maybe I should… take the initiative, beautiful?’’ as you walked over to Bjinx and put her on her back.

‘’By all means… Master..’’ She said.

You were both getting really turned on, and you could see she was so wet that her panties showed through.

You lay down on top of her and started gently sucking her nipples. Every time you let your tongue roll over them,
she squirmed a little. You noticed her scent, too. It was a very sweet and distinct smell.. One only she could have.

As you lowered yourself onto her body even further, you started licking her sweet cunt, and she screamed out of pure ecstasy.

‘’OH GOD!! YESSS!!!’’ She screamed, ‘’Lick my pussy with everything you have!’’

‘’You show promise, my young student.’’ And you paused for a while. ‘’Your screams .. are… loud… yessss…’’ you said while sticking your tongue right inside her sweet pussy.

‘’I-… I’m… gonna.. CUUUUUUM!!!!!’’ Bjinx screamed, and her bitter juice came gushing out against your face.
You tried to take it all in, but she squirted so much…

You came up, and put her with her head under your own pussy, and came back to licking hers. This position was nice, because now, you can pleasure eachother instead of one at a time…

''I'm... CUMMING!'' ''AAAH!'' the two of you said in synchronisation.

Time flew by, as you both came to your senses and lay back on the bed, completely exhausted.

‘’Why don’t we.. do this more often..?’’ Bjinx said, still out of breath.

‘’Well….. It’s probably because we don’t get so drunk this often…’’ you said, smiling at her.

You walked down the stairs, with Bjinx right behind you. Time seemed to have come to a halt in the oak-wood brown, fireplace-scented tavern common room. The warm and comfy interior always warmed the hearts of the passing travelers and pilgrims, sitting by the ever burning hearth.

Winter was coming to the already cold, harsh country. The leaves had already fallen off the trees, and the wind was growing ever colder. All the more reason to spend these cold nights with good company actually AT the hearth.

However, as you walked further down the stairs, everyone in the hall held their breath.

‘’D….D…..DRAAAAAGOOOON!!’’

‘’Wait… wha-‘’ You said, forgetting you look like a bloodthirsty murderer.

Finally figuring it out, you started running toward the door, past the giant crowd in the middle of the room, but was stopped by two Griffons, recognizing them as royal guards.

‘’Stop right there, beast!’’ ‘’Where did you come from?!''

You were hard-on alert. Getting into a fight here with this many people would cause way too much of a ruckus, and you simply knew you had to get out of this situation with all your manes still on your head.
You tried to think of a safe place, ignoring the guards. However, they were getting rather… impatient.

‘’Cat got your tongue, mongrel?!’’ ‘’Answer us now, or prepare to be slain on the spot!’’

‘’No…. wait!’’ ‘’I’m not what you thi-!‘’ You tried to say, but was cut off by the Griffon, jabbing his lance through your chest.

‘’Arrrghg……ggghhh…..’’ You felt your throat was blocked by a whole load of blood, rendering you unable to speak.

Also your vision went black, and your dizziness ultimately got the best of you.

‘’Let’s take this one up to the palace.’’ One of the Griffons said.

‘’Yes! I can't imagine the rewards we'd get for bringing this monstrosity in!’’ the other replied.

Am I… dead?

I must be. That griffon thrust that thing straight through my heart.

No way I could’ve survived something like tha-

It felt like you opened your eyes for the very first times ever since you were still a mare.

A feeling of a cool, fresh breeze went over your face and through your manes.

You felt the beams of the sun, and the soft, wet touch of early winter grass. You could see the far-stretched fields of the afterlife, and it was wonderful.

You knew however, that this was not the end yet. You weren’t simply going to die yet, and willed yourself back to life.

As you opened your eyes for real this time, a very concerned Katarina lay at your side, sleeping. You could clearly see she must have cried, as your shoulder was still wet from her tears.

You were also wondering what actually happened, as you looked down and saw nothing but fur. No wound, no dried blood and no bandage.

What the hell?

You were still in the tavern, as you awoke to a very familiar ceiling. With a very familiar mare at your side, and the warm bed underneath you, you actually felt quite at peace.

You sat up, looking at Katarina.

You felt like you had actually seen all of this before. Like history repeated itself, as once again, you were tempted to expose your true feelings toward her.

This time though, you did what your heart told you. You let yourself go and snuggled up beside the astonishingly beautiful mare.

As the morning sun reached the sheets of your bed, you wanted to get out of bed, until you were stopped by the mare beside you.

‘’No…- don’t.. wake up yet..’’ ‘’Too.. tired..’’ You heard the mare next to you say.

‘’I won’t be out of bed yet, love.’’ And you kissed her.

You caught a glimpse of her eyes opening wide as your lips connected, and you closed yours.
After an intense moment, you broke the kiss.

Katarina looked at you with eyes wide open, blushing heavily, and held a hoof on her lips, as if to hold the feeling for eternity.