Truthful Requiem

Our story begins in another dimension, in a country shrouded in mystery. The world is torn apart by war and hatred, a home in which love...friendship...hope, once built, all go to die. A world once filled with light, thrown into its own darkness and its own eternal hell. There is a prophecy foretold by generation to generation of a filly born during the dark ages that trots a path paved of endless knowledge and light that ensures hope for all who tread that path. It is her that fuels their hopes and dreams.

          In a dark, stormy and cold city called Bangogh resides the barracks for the Republic forces and is the capital of this crime ridden land and so begins our journey. GrimmHold and several of his colleagues just finished their basic training in the Republic barracks "YES... now we can finally make a difference in the fight against those terrorist bastards, right Maltball!?", as Maltball flips his mane out of his face as he replies "You can bet your sweet flank on that one" Maltball adds a seductive wink along with slightly sticking his tongue out as a tease to his previous comment, GrimmHold is left speechless and blushing at the same time "Well lets go see how the girls did". They then trotted over to the female’s side of the barracks, but they stopped because they heard a loud thunk with a painful grunt nearby. They hurried to see what’s going on and came around one of the many Republic sleeping quarter buildings to see one of their colleagues being beaten to a pulp. He had bruises everywhere with multiple gashes in his skin and his hair was mangled and dirty. They saw somepony standing over him "Where's my FUCKING money you piece of shit!" before their friend could say anything the stranger bucks him in the ribs. He coughs up blood and gasps to try to get a breath of air the stranger then pulls out a Bowie Knife, "Maybe my friend here can persuade you to work harder or convince you not to be a lying sack of crap", said the stranger, "HEY WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING FUCKER THATS OUR FRIEND" GrimmHold shouts.

Out of the shadows a few extra ponies reveal themselves. The stranger replies "This is none of your business... you better leave before you meet an unfortunate fate."

"NO, YOU LEAVE HIM ALONE!" commands GrimmHold. The stranger smirks "I warned you... kill them all, they're witnesses" commands the stranger. His hench ponies then starts charging toward GrimmHold and Maltball with a short sword and rusty knives. The first attacker goes in for a jab to GrimmHolds rib. He dodges it by leaping to the side and counters with an upset stomach punch and knocks the first attacker back, but due to the intensity of the punch he drops the short sword and GrimmHold takes hold and takes a swing at him. The attacker regained consciousness and barely leaps out the way, but GrimmHold misses and severs his tail "YOU BASTARD, THAT WAS MY MARE MAGNET!" comments the first attacker as he uses a round house kick. Grimmhold once again leaps backward and back in to perform a diagonal axe kick and finally hits him while he was on the ground. GrimmHold readies the blade to behead the attacker he then adds force to cut all the way through his neck, he grins as the blood from the beginning of the cut splats on the wall and his face. Then his grin gradually grows into a full out smile as he continues to cut through the tendons and muscle and into the bone making a sick snapping noise. He smashes the enemy’s severed head causing his eyes and brains to come out along with the rest of his tongue and other glands pour out of the neck.

While this was going down Maltball was in a brawl with the second attacker who held old rusty knives. The attacker began throwing them at Maltball who dodges four and gets a fifth knife in the flank. Filled with rage he then pulls it out leaving an open wound over his cutie mark where the knife was lodged. Maltball takes the knife and charges towards the 2nd attacker as fast as he could. Maltball began doing as many stabs as he could as the 2nd attacker was left defenseless from the now berserking Maltball. with every stab he counts and laughs hysterically "1 stab, 2 stabs ,3 stabs, 4 , why stop there when you can add more, 5 , 6 , 7, Daddy said Mommy was a whore, 8 , 9 , 10, he had me stab her more, 11 , 12 , 13, 14, Daddy called me his little boy, 15 , 16 , 17, daddy used me like a toy, 20 , Daddys not alive anymore." As the knife pierces the attacker’s body 20 times with blood splattering everywhere, the stranger realizes his hench ponies were defeated and tries to run away. GrimmHold starts running after him but quickly stops to snap Maltball out of one of his unexplained stabbing spree, "COME ON... THERE'S NO USE IN BEATING A DEAD HORSE". They then continue their pursuit of the stranger, but after 6 minutes of non-stop chasing, the stranger is then cornered in a dark alley with Maltball and GrimmHold blocking the only exit both holding the weapons they acquired from the previous fight in their mouths. Their faces and bodies were covered in blood and sweat and their adrenaline rush was coming to an end. "Lets make sure this pony doesn't hurt anypony else" suggests Maltball.

GrimmHold nodded in agreement as they approach him. he tries to fight them off and use his magic to pull the weapons out their mouths but he fails and every time he tries to knock it out he ends up getting a cut, the stranger then realizes with every cut inflicted upon him that there was no escape he backs up to the wall and then reflects on all the lives he ruined and all of a sudden in a moment of weakness he decides to pray to the goddess of light in hopes of salvation. GrimmHold and Maltball stop to look at him " What the FUCK is he doing?" replies Maltball, " He's seeking forgiveness!?" comments GrimmHold with disbelief, " AWW HELL NAW.... ain't shit going to save that ass from me!" says Maltball, as he leans in for the kill "NO...STOP!" demands GrimmHold, as he jumps in to bounce Maltballs blade is blocked and swatted away with GrimmHold’s short sword. "H...HOW DARE YOU....ARE YOU CHALLENGING ME!?" angrily replies Maltball”. “NO, he's requesting a 2nd chance we should allow him to redeem himself" comments GrimmHold. Maltball pulls back, "But we can't just let him go" says Maltball. "Yes we can" answers GrimmHold as he turns away to go back, Maltball with built up anger then charges the stranger. He ends up missing the first attack and ended up breaking the stranger’s horn off his head. The stallion yells in pain because of the piercing pain shocks through his body. GrimmHold turns back to try to stop him but Maltball already had the stranger pinned up against the wall. "STOP" yells GrimmHold as he once again tries to grab a hold of him.