Legends of Equestria: HeroSoul

Somewhere North. Present Day.

It had now been nearly three days since that cursed fucking ship that we had gone into, and I hadn't slept in that time properly, the nightmares too real. On the second night I took a walk and had found Crystal and Heart both standing around staring at the beautiful night sky. Not that there was any landscape to look at, all barren and dull. A scene we all had gotten bored of months ago. Nobody said anything, and nothing happened. We just stayed up the remainder of the night watching the stars. Until Celestia ruined it all with her sun. Don't, don't tell her I said that.

It was about midday and we were no closer to our goal than three months ago, we had no way of knowing how close we were, nor if we were even going the right way. Let alone if everyone was still alive. Without any sort of communication back home we had no idea what was happening. Fucking Changelings could've invaded by now. We could be the only ones left alive in the world. There was no way of knowing, and I had great fears because of that. I didn't know any Communication spells and thus, we were lost. Dari might know some but she's not a Siren anymore. And apparently I'm the only one who can give her her powers back, if only I knew how. Fucking White Haze probably did.

Even as I said that and got more frustrated at myself and this quest, my white horn began to appear. I shut it off before anything happened, calm. All I needed was calm.

So destiny fucks me right up, as we walked the sun became dark, like night had fallen. But it was only midday. I stopped, the group did too, all staring at the sky above as the moon came round the planet into view. I began to question what was happening when the sky and moon began to turn red.

Then I knew. Then I understood.

I had read it somewhere, or been told it by Celestia. When one of the Alicorns dies without an heir. Their element also fails. The moon was going red, as if bleeding.

Somewhere, somehow. Luna had been killed.

I understood and held back mourning, I had mourned to much now. Luna wouldn't affect me too much, I hoped. Just another nightmare I suppose. The stars began to dim and die out as the moon went dimmer and redder.

"What is that?" I heard Rainbow ask. I ignored it and kept looking, waiting for the next step. I felt cold flesh next to me and saw Derpy standing there next to me.

"Haze. What's going on." Derpy asked. She would be one to panic, to mourn her Princess. I picked the cowards way out

"I don't know." I lied, the moon had fadded into nothing now, and in the silence of space, exploded. Into hundreds of small pieces, there was a small mumble of the explosion and a couple in our group cried out, the broken moon split apart and was stuck in the unnatural night sky. Luna had fallen, so the Dwellers were one step closer to their goal. I looked to the ground, unable to look at the moon's remains and silently thought about memories of the princess. I didn't know her much, but she was still a good pony. She hadn't needed me to constantly fight like Celestia, and the night was always my ground rather than the day. But I'd never really picked between the two sisters who was the best.

Celestia would be devastated, and if Luna was dead, that probably meant Twilight and the others had been defeated as well. I didn't look at the moon for a long time, and eventually we started moving again. Everyone seemed much quieter, rightly so. The moon had been destroyed, but did anyone but me understand the relevance. Heart probably did, as well as Dari, the others I'm not so sure about.

"Haze." I heard Rainbow mutter from behind me, I turned to her and she looked saddened, more so than most. She might have known then, my thoughts were confirmed with her next sentence. "Can we have a chat, in private?" She asked.

By private she meant a couple meters to the left of the group, far enough for us two to have a normal conversation but still in view of the others. Which wasn't hard with such flat terrain and with Steven leading the pack.

"What does that mean?" Rainbow asked after the longest time. She had a hoof pointed to the sky, most likely the moon. But I couldn't bring myself to look at it. Just stared at Rainbow Speed.

"What do you think it means?". I asked, there was a flash of anger in her eyes. But Rainbow said nothing for a time.

"Don't play games with me Haze." She grunted after a pause. I nodded.

"Sorry. From what I've been told, and what of that I can remember. Luna is dead." I muttered. Rainbow nodded, said nothing and trotted back towards the group. I stayed alone for a time but eventually went back. Standing next to Aeb who had his eyes fixed on the moon.

We had continued walking, stopped for rest and woken up and the moon was still in the sky. It seemed to be setting though, so maybe the balance was returning. But who knew. Who even knew how Equestria would be affected by the loss of the moon. Luckily, fucking ninety percent of the continent was barren wasteland. Which will forever elude me.

Not that we were in what anybody would call Equestria anymore. We had past the Griffon capital, I presumed already so where the fuck were we. North I guessed. Just, North.

Rainbow had been walking around last night, well why we rested. She had walked over to the little trio of Heart, Crystal and myself, a small band we had self consciously created. I didn't dream when I tried to sleep, which is what probably kept me up. Apparently Crystal still had the nightmares, as well as Heart Breaker. But since I was the only human-turned-pony with a strong magical background. With Heart crippled and Crystal still a human. Who knew why that was. I had asked Rainbow when she woke up but being undead she hadn't been dreaming since before her death. Something she seemed very casual about. Our little party was certainly breaking, all mourning over something and no one too happen to be doing this again. I was at breaking point and so we're many others. It used to be that Pinkie Pie would keep spirits up, but she had been falling into deep, deep depression last I saw her. Now, she was probably dead. I had a few ideas for a morale raiser, but who knew if any would work, or even if we had the supplies. If we reached another town then by all means I would buy whatever we needed, as well as a fuck ton of food to stockpile our enormous pile already. I was beginning to have to magically freeze some of the food we weren't using was the extent of how much we had. Steven wasn't happy having to carry around large blocks of ice, but he wasn't being weighed down at all and could easily carry twice the amount he was. That was from the Dragon-Serpent himself. Meteors had been falling constantly as pieces of the moon drifted into Equestria's gravity. Some had landed nearby, from the loud explosions we had heard. But no one had offered we go find any of the rocks. I'd like to find a piece. Just to keep a bit of the moon, and a bit of Luna close to me. To all of us. But I wasn't in the mood to be hunting meteors from a dead moon.

"How far do you think it is?" Aeb suddenly asked me, I turned to him quickly. I wasn't overly sure. It had been nearly four months now from what I remembered. But I couldn't be sure. We still hadn't reached the ocean, let alone a forest Celestia had told us about. We needed some sort of transport. This was getting ridiculous, maybe a mount? Like a horse. Oh. Wait.

"Maybe just over half way? From what Celestia said when we began this crap, it would take about seven months. So well have to go through fucking winter soon, it being sometime in Autumn, I think. I can't tell out here, fucking nothing here. We have some forest to go through, then an ocean we have to get across. Somehow, followed by more barren crap, well nothing I know of. Then some mountains, again, from Celestia. They are about four times the size of Equestrian ones and beyond them nobody had ever found out. Legend says Tartarus, but that's bullcrap because that's south. Underground." I replied. Well, I presumed it was south. Hell would be somewhere warm right?

I still found that prospect funny, how Hell was actually a place on Earth (sorry for the song reference) and Paradise was somewhere only the good and dead could go. If a pony, or anything wanted. They could just stroll right into Tartarus and met their evil, racist grandma or something.

"Fuck. We need a rest, a long one." Aeb grunted. I nodded.

"We don't have the time. Well, everyone could already be fucking dead. Who knows." I grunted. Aeb just nodded and was silent for a while.

"Hold up." Steven muttered. Shit. I stopped and looked up to the big guy. "About forty of them. Terran looking, in very dark armour. Weird guns, not like the Terran ones. We may have found the Garonins." Steven replied, before I could ask what was up. I clicked the sniper with my hoof and the sight went over my eyes. As said, a large group of weird humanoid creatures were walking towards up. All holding some weird SMG looking gun with red lights on. A couple were pointing towards us and the group began to form in a square formation of some kind. I had my sights on them but didn't wish to fire on them as the only sniper. Not until we needed to. They could be anything. Yes they looked very threatening. Ah fuck it.

"Diplomacy or death?" I asked, aiming on one of the creatures head. Or helmet I suppose.

"They look pretty evil. If we make a mistake then fuck it, we'll kill whatever comes at us. 'Cept an army maybe." Aeb grunted. Preparing his own gun. Fucking rainbow power to the rescue eh? I nodded and as my ghost horn charged, pulled the trigger with magic. After the initial explosion of the gun passed and everyone had stopped groaning from the sound, I noticed one had fallen to the grown. Orange-brown blood leaking from the wound. The group then started to run around, looking for cover that wasn't there. I aimed down the sight again and tried to muffle the gunshot with magic, fuck knows if it would work. Aiming was much harder now these fuckers were on the move. But another went down before I even readjusted the sight too much. I began to swerve where I stood to aim more left or more right. Looking for an easy target. Vision hadn't returned to my left eye so I was only using enough magic to pull the trigger, nothing major apparently. I thought of an idea quickly and aimed at the ground between two or three of the enemy's legs. They were getting very close now but this idea would be a good one to charge into. I pull the trigger and tried to connect to the bullet. Somehow, fucking. Some. How. I connected to it with magic and the bullet caught fire. Flying through the air towards the enemy, it hit the ground with a small ding. At first nothing happened, for about a second. Then a small explosion sounded and three figures were thrown into the air. Aeb had started firing now, as well as Rainbow and Shadow. The rest stood back in reserve. Most of the enemy were dead before they even got in range, firing red fire balls towards us. All flying over our heads and too far for accurate shots. The Decay Guns werent fearing any better. Only Aeb and me a actually hitting any. One got pretty close without me realizing and Spectra shot it in the leg, which caught fire and slowly Decayed. The body fell but didn't scream, much like the Mo'ka, except when these fuckers die. Their bodies stay down.

"Are you Garonin?" I shouted, aiming the sniper at the guy's head.

"We are. You have won here pony. But you shall not win, we will take your magic and harvest this world. You should have surrendered." The dying alien muttered. It had a deep voice, echoing in the helmet. I fired and smoke came from the helmet, followed by some blood. I pulled the empty clip out of the gun and dropped it. My initial idea was to just recreate the bullets but I hadnt brought any supplies to be able to do that. If I hadn't gotten any gunpowder, which I didn't. I had an idea to make this sniper a sort of nail gun or something. But still, I was without supplies. I'd have to melt down some metal for that. And I didn't want to use the Garonin armour. That shit looked evil. Cursed.

The rest feel with little problem and we moved on, nobody looking too much into the dead around us. That was certainly one of our shortest fights and not nearly enough to satisfy the itch of wanting a fight. But I could live with that. There were be more I'm sure.