Chapters On another scorching hot day in the Mojave wasteland at the big mountain research facility more commonly known as known as the Big empty, an on one of the tallest remaining towers in the center of the ex mountain research facility, stood the sink and a top it balcony Stood a large black power armored humanoid that stood vigilant over it`s home, the armor was black as the darkest night.
This creature has stood up against the test of time, fighting Caesars legion, the elite troopers of the New California Republic and hordes of the most vile creatures that walk the wastes. From deathclaws to tunnelers they have all fallen by its hand . its black power armored form is a monument to the sins of humanity.
It has walked side by side of the courier and fought for a free vegas for peace and safety of it inhabits she has survived all of the challenges and obstacles that the mojave has thrown at it, thought some ghost refuse to simply die, It bares the scars and the memoirs of the horrors of the waste. During Its time being at big mountain had given quests by the think tank it has seen some of the true horrors of what science can do. As its mind thought back to the event that gave it trademarked armor that she uses to its full extent.
FLASHBACK 2 years prior
In the X-8 facility having to clear the mutated pets within the facility I had tried to move some of the ruble in one of the old passages the sounds of the ruble moving is like a crackling fire mixed with a deep rumble but after moving the rubble, I continued thought the old structure. according to the sign on the wall this tunnel is connected to the Y-17 medical facility,and the X-42 facility but the path to X-42 is also collapsed with much larger rocks then this hallway since Y-17 is medical and X-8 is splicing/animal and X-42 is robo warfare any experiment in between the three is probably technogenic warfare maby super soldiers or somthing like that. You know its weird to think no one has been here since the collapse of the hallway the lab just down the hall is a large room the many of the consoles were either broken from age or destroyed on purpose but one is still workable there were side doors on both side all of them were closed about 6 on each side of the room. as I moved to get to the console I noticed the smell it is like the medical research facility that old and odd combination of disinfectant, death, dust and bad body odor. the many side doors are tempting to see where they go. So much knowledge wasted because of collapses,accidents or to other means by the time I made it to the console. I have seen three sets of skeletal remains of humans and without haste or fear I walked past them, to think before all of this I was terrified of such things haha.
I laugh at such an idea now. But as I made it to the machine a door to the right opens with a creaking noise to a dark room I grabbed my modded laser rifle off of my back with my magic I aimed with practised eased but nothing came out. I moved slowly to the computer all the while covering the door incase something was in the room. From what's on the computer I have stumbled upon an ancient pre-war technology used on humans soldiers to turn them into war machines disgusted but Curious I walked into the opened door of the training simulators and the door behind slammed closed and locked itself.
As I turned foreword as I sensed the all consuming darkness of machinery and the alteration devices the room smelled of old blood and disinfectant . Now before I could force the door open with my magic a loud noise behind me made me jump a white light was now on the light shined on a large round grey pedestal curious I step onto the pedestal in the center of the room then suddenly shackle sprang from the pedestal and clacked on to my ankles. Large claws grabbed my hands, as a operating table came from behind and latched onto my back and a collar surrounded my throat and it started to tighten the lack of air hit me fast it was choking me but all of a sudden it stopped tightening around my throat it was very still tight and it was difficult to breath. I tried to move any part of my body but terrifying I could not move at all the shakes prevented even the most basic movement! I tried to use my powers but a throbbing pain erupted through my skull but before I could see the problem the machine moved closer to the place i was tied to the operating table slowly slid back till i was in a laying position the machines finished closing in on me. I could not move at all! As the machines surrounded me I thought “ look where your Curiosity got you now shackled and chained in a small room on a dead world about to be turned into a machine in the big empty all because of your Curiosity dam”.. A buzzing sound startled me as a blade came down and cut off my armor of me. the thin leather armor was then pulled of me by robotic arms and dragged into the darkness the cold table sent shivers through my spine. a needle slowly came into view it suddenly stabbed me in my throat the world seemed to slow down and darkening. In an instant the pain came flooding into my mind and the would brighten for me to see all the needles in my body and the massive tubes coming from the ceiling to the needles I saw the black liquid Quickly fill the needles. I started to scream the the pain came flooding in to me the feeling and as my bones became as hard as titanium it felt like my bones are breaking, as if their marrows were made of glass and were being shattered over and over again the devices whirred and buzzed. the feeling of glass shattering and being worked into my body made me scream louder and try to move bad idea that seat of the feeling of My skin and veins were filled with napalm and seat alight. As my muscles grew stronger the sounds of the machines grew into a high pitched screech that would make even the sane lose their minds. As more machines approached me, a large dome shaped helmet quickly fastened itself to my head just barely clearing my horn.
Now completely paralyzed, my mind was Assaulted visions that the strange dome helmet was sending me. These visions of mine were of other wars of American history. Now watching the gore filled battlefield before me I wondered if I was still in a simulation. Then distinctively out of nowhere Ulysses image came to my mind. "An old friend" I thought to myself. Ulysses was now speaking to me, "war never changes, people do... through the paths they walk."
{ AN i know that the lonesome road is after big MT but just accept this ok it all will be explained later ok}
no POV
as the pain grew worse a machine previously unseen approached her neck to implant a control chip into the base of the skull, but suddenly the sealed door was then blown open and in step the one and only Shepard [aka the courier] as he raised his gun with the speed and grace of a true gunslinger and shot the machine with his weathered 10mm he remembered how he learned of this mess.
FLASHBACK SHEPARD POV [POINT OF VIEW ]
As I cleared the last of the course in the high school test the Think Tank came on the speakers and
Dr. Klein said "lobotomite you pet has opened and entered the lost advance weapon testing wing of x8 and it may find something it should not se"...then he was interrupted by 8
"4$& %^*$ &%#^*&#^&($^"
"what it has entered the heavy shock trooper training center and has been sealed in if you want to save it you must hurry, but do not stop the machines only destroy the control chip or it shall be here for ever!" screamed Dr. Klein as I put the petal to the metal, I sprinted to the area that they direct me to as I got to the door I realized with a start, I would have to blow a single C4 charge should work I thought/hoped. And it did I moved in fast and used the V.A.T.S or [The V ault-Tec A ssistedT argeting S ystem,]
and shot the arm with the chip on it, then I got “comfy” to watch the machines finish what they have started and I began to silently curse my own stupidity for allowing her to go anywhere alone.
RETURN TO TWILIGHTS POV
The gunshots, and explosions were getting louder I thought as the visions were getting bloodier, the pain has slowly eased and my scream has long since died down leaving me in a painful and hoarse silence my throat but then the helmet began showing glowing brighter and louder when I opened my eyes I was being helped up by a large black man his hair was buzzed and was as dark as coal his face was cleaned shaved and well kept He remined me of a young and black version of that one NCR solder what was his name? dame It I'll remember it later I know it then he spoke in a deep brass male voice "wake up maggot we got commies to kill" the room we were in reminded me of the army barracks me and shepard saw in the divide the walls were a dark green the floors were wood the four windows were closed and looked from the looks of it locked but before I could see more the man dragged me to a room marked armory the male pony yelled "get in your armor or else" he then pointed to a set of jet black power armor, and left [to describe the armor look at the pic i chose for the cover art but if anyone is a artist then tell me
and ill commission a better picture ]
As I tried to put it on I was surprised that it fit me perfectly and my “blush” assets even the helmet fit my large head it even had a hole for my horn! after putting it on the cold and thought lighter then I guessed it was still pretty heavy I guessed the armor was made out of saturnite alloy. Then the black man then appeared in the same armor then he took me to another area and said ''you armament is a new Gatling laser design that incorporates the power of plasma based weapons while maintaining the rate of fire of a laser based weapon. the helmet will give you a crosshair and ammo count, but with the new mark 17A back pack the power transfer rate is extremely high, also you don't have to worry about overheating that won't be a problem anymore because of the inner turbine in between the barrels of the weapons as they spin air is brought through this filter into the gun to cool it down the backpack itself is power by a zero point energy field manipulator '' he explained as said device was attached to my back. Then he said "also both are made of a new space age alloy it is nearly unbreakable which is also the reason it is so light'
“my ass” I thought, as I picked up the gatling laser.
as he continued to speak the armor systems appeared in between the eye holes and the hole for my horn. It speeds by at a rate I can't understand it finished quickly and he said
” It's booted up, helmet will now connect to the weapon where you look is where they will kill. the helmet will connect to your central nervous systemtor”
he stopped. Suddenly a new feeling entered my body he started again
" It seems that you are a member of program 935 . The telekinetic powers work then I shall include it in to you training”. my mind wondered what did he mean telekinetic powers? Did he mean my magic? And what training will I get.
back to the future
But before I could go deeper into my mind,
Dr. Klein spoke "Are you ready for it?"
I turned and looked at the brain
"yes"
I said it is the time to go home back to ponyville, back to my friends, back to equestria, back to the boring life as a bookworm the local wiz pony
but will they accept the new me A survivor one that has killed many many time? I don't know but there is only one way to figure it out. "hmm I wonder how much has change probably not much" much later I would giggle at how wrong I was.
remembering group 935
when using attack based magic do additional 25% damage to all targets
with a decreased { “cooldown” } time by 15 percent
also gain a 66% power increase when using non combat based magic.
Twilights P.O.V
As I looked over the Teleporter, it reminded me of a bell cut in half. There was a large half dome on it with three strange tubes. They were pointing north, west, and finally east. { think nazi zombies Teleporter}
“It's ready, once I turn it on you have a limited time to get through. About five minutes so get ready and signal me when you're ready.” Dr. Klein said, as I prepared to leave.
“But if you ever need to return, use this. It’s a modified telportsponder that will work wherever you go."
"It’s been a honor to work with you." spoke Shepard in that old drawl of his. It kind of reminds me of Big Mac’s own, though Big Mac did not have a survivalist beard or that much of a drinking problem as Shep, but I digress.
“Bullshit.” I called and began to laugh my ass off at Shep’s face. He was trying to look sad. It failed miserably after all this is the man that killed Cook-Cook with the severed head of his favorite Brahman.
I continued, “You better take care of New Vegas, and trim that caterpillar on your face." Then I hugged the overgrown hairy fool. I signaled Doctor Klein, and ran towards the gate. As I passed through it, I felt a strange feeling like I was being stretched and crushed at the same time. I shook it off and took in the area. The trees and green grass. It's strange. For so long all I had seen is the brown and grey of the Mojave and it smelled so different than the dust and decay of the desert, but the best part was the cool air. Fresh cool air and the peacefulness. In the Mojave you always heard gunshots or other sounds, things that would keep you on your toes, even when it was silent in the Mojave, you had be alert but this silence was so calming, different from the Mojave’s deafening silence. From the looks of it, I wasn't too far from Fluttershy's home. As I moved forward, I was careful not to make a sound, so if something was wrong I would be ready, even the calming silence couldn't keep my instincts away.
Then my danger sense went crazy, honed by the many encounters in the Wasteland. I quickly listened to it and hid in the foliage to mask my body. Something flew over me at a high speed. All I saw was that it was it had black scales. I slowly moved forward to get out of the woods to see what was going on. The bad feeling had not disappeared, so I was extra careful not to make a sound. What I saw through the woods to Ponyville though, quickly told me that gut feeling was right. The once vibrant color seems to be drained from the once peaceful town and the lack of how to describe it... joy that's the word for it. It was a little after noon when I made my way into Ponyville. Not a soul could be heard or seen, that was the norm for the Mojave but not Ponyville. That made me uneasy is I prepared myself for anything. I know no one had seen me for I saw no one. I moved through the alleys and back ways of the town as I made my way to my old home “or is it just my home?” I pondered aloud, but before I could leave the dark alley I was in, I heard voices. With a start, I realized those were the voices of my old friends. But something was wrong, they seemed almost weak and tired. With skill born from need I looked out of the alley and saw them.
The five of them looked like some of the unlucky sons of bitches in the wastes. All of them look half starved, or even beaten. That made my blood boil, as I felt my muscles tighten and start to burn. My mind was clouded by a black rage and my vision turned red, “I’ll reap the souls of those that dare to harm my friends. New or old they will all die .” As my more than likely insane mind plots their damnation, I listened to the talk "Lets go to my place." stuttered Fluttershy.
They all began to move in that direction, so I followed. They seemed almost scared, almost like they knew something was after them. That worried me, so I moved to be at a safer distance, but then something happened that truly enraged me. It was a changeling followed by guards that attacked my friends and "arrested" them with crimes against the princesses. Then and there I realized that the changeling was masquerading as me, I then remembered that my helmet was in 'sneak mode' to help me see though most problems. The guards then dragged my friends to the barracks. After they were gone I moved to get back to the library to kill the changeling, “Then I'll free my friend and sort this mess out by peaceful or deadly force but most likely deadly .” I planned, “None will stand in my way after what I’ve experienced in the waste. ” I had long got over the fear of death or killing. As the old proverb goes “If you wish for peace be ready for war” and I was known as the the Goddess of War for a reason. The death and destruction I left in my wake was a damn good reason for being feared by both the Legion and the NCR.
As I made my way back to the library I noticed that the entire town was just as bad as it looked. Run down and trashed, just like the wastes. That's not good.
“You know what I'm going to torture that changeling for information on what's going on and how to fix it.” I grumbled, “But what method shall I use? so many choices so little time.”
I made it to the library with good time, “I’ll sneak into the basement then decide on it from there. ” I thought to myself, As I made my way around to the back I looked at my old garden, the yard was a mess, “It will take me and Spike... wait, Spike! Oh, crap! What has happened to him!?” a chill went down my spine, I shivered in worry for my assistant/adopted little brother. “What would that bitch do to my assistant ?” I thought to myself but before I could lose total control. I managed to get a grip and decided to find out soon as possible. as I neared the cellar door I noted the little air window was boarded up. I continued to the door there was a large lock on it
“That was not here before” I said quietly to myself, I picked the lock in five seconds flat. “Equestria has terrible locks ” I thought to myself, I opened the door as quietly as I could, the doors must of known the situation, as there was not a squeak from the hinges. As I walk down the small flight of stairs...
What I discovered down there it...it was fucking terrible. There were pony corpses all over the place, some were chained to the wall from different parts of their bodies, most were just left on the ground dried blood pooled around them or stuck to their fur, the smell is bad, not the worst I've smelled, not by a long shot, but it’s a sharp change to the fresh air outside. I moved forward to identify the bodies so I know who's alive and who's dead. “The poor bastards were most likely tortured by the changeling. ” I thought to myself, it was either; a long jagged cut across the body, a limb twisted in a direction it’s not supposed go or even removal of the limb altogether. There was some that looked like they were beaten to death with bare fists or maybe cut up and sliced to bits and with blood all over the place. It reminded me much like how the Fiends treat those unlucky bastards caught by them. As I checked the bodies I remembered most of their names. Derpy Hooves, Berry punch, DJ PON-3, Doctor Whooves and many more, all killed in different fashions, their faces twisted in eternal pain, their eyes filled with fear and pain even in death. But there I saw a familiar purple form and my eyes grew wide.
"Spike.”I whispered in horror. I made my way over. It was fresh, I can tell by the fact blood hasn't dried. He was killed with a large knife from the size of the cut on his throat. I touched him in shock, but with a start I realized he’s alive. I must get him to Big MT, but before I left, I saw a large note book. I realized from a quick glance it was a journal of the changelings of it’s time as me with its plans for my friend's, score with it and Spike. I used the modified telportsponder to get back to Big MT “I’ll be back. I promise.” I whispered, in a flash I was gone.
that’s it for now hope you enjoy it please review good by
also lives can be saved if you believe hard enough
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BLACK RAGE
mad at those that dare to harm those you hold close destroy them all with black rage
the madder you get the faster the rage builds, unleash it to crush your foes when
in it activated damage output increased by 75% damage to you is decreased by 50%
but at the cost of -4 Intelligence -2 perception + 3 to all non affected stats.
E/N
Well... Fuck! DJ P0N-3 died! I liked her too! She was my favorite! Ah well, time to go back to manipulating the guy in the corner to write what I say. Like a Sir, PrincessLunaTheGamer out!
P.S. I don't manipulate the author. I get Discord to do that!
also a big thank you to Knight solaire of Astora for a second look over of this chapter
I have a playlist on youtube thats goes with this its on my channel mrfuckuall101 on youtube its theplaylist scottys music but it is not set up in the right order so start with the animal for this chapter and let it play through from there also this is currently the longest chapter yet
underline means in black rage
bold italics means music/ video to s elect for the mood
In a distant valley lay the most feared prison ever built. The entire valley was the prison. It held only the most dangerous individuals from all over the world. Foreign powers sent their most feared criminals to this prison and they payed good bits to keep them there, with the most powerful spells made to stop all ideas of escape. The valley was one mile long and two miles deep and guarded by a garrison of a thousand ponies strong. In the center laid the worst part of it all, a place so prudently called The Tower of Pain. Only the worst of the worst were sent there. They were constantly tortured to the brink of death then healed just for it all started again, it was a vicious cycle that had been repeated many times.
A black shape moved silently across the dark, cold courtyard as the sky opened up with a horrendous crack of thunder and rain came pouring down in a manner not unsimilar to a flood. This helped Twilight get to the entrance of the tower without a problem, the guards at the entrance hid from the rain in the security room next to the arch that made up the front of the tower.
“Ha, this is the supposed best guarded prison in the world? I've seen better patrol patterns from the Fiends!" I snickered.
I slipped by without an alarm being raised and made my way up the stairwell to the prison cell I wanted. The guards were a light blue furred unicorn and a dark brown earth pony. At the cell door I had magically tossed the blade. Luckily it hit its target, severing the neck of the unicorn guard, blood gushed out of the body like some sadistic fountain. Paralyzed by terror the other guard stood still, horrified of the brutal death of his partner. I swiftly took ahold of the head with my magic and used it to impale the other guard in the face with the barbed horn of his fallen partner, blood and brain matter was flowing from the new hole in his head. I moved to get a look at my incarcerated friends but then a scream from Fluttershy rang out, and that was the final straw. The angered monster broke through the final barrier and I lost what control I had and with a blood curdling roar the beast that lay within was free. I went into a black rage and the world went red.
The five mares were being beaten by the unknown assailants but all came to a halt with the roar and in a flash of light and noise the wall was blown open and in came the large beast decked out in black armor.
For the last two weeks ponies have been captured. Since day one, we have been tortured for false charges of treason. Who could have thought that this would happen to us. Since the return of “Twilight," Ponyville had gone downhill. There were missing ponies, and unexplained deaths had rocked the town. The missing had not been found, no signs of leaving or moving, just gone with no trace. We tried to get “Twilight” to search with us, but she hadn't left her basement for longer than the necessary body functions, even then just the bare minimum, and when you would ask what she was doing, she'd try to change the subject. She had become very careful to lock the cellar doors. But now none of that matters because of this charge of treason, we're in the most feared prison in Equestria, where no pony has ever escaped alive .
As the days pass, the pain of torture is growing worse as they dive deeper into the more horrible ways of pain. The tears run down my friends faces as they are whipped and beaten. A scream from Fluttershy startled me out of the misery and pain brought on by consent torture and lack of food and water. Sto... In a flash of light and noise the wall was blown open and in came a large beast decked out in pure black armor. It had large shoulder pauldrons. The size of it was huge, it must be bigger than Big Mac. The beast was pony shaped, but then proceeded to kill all of the guards with a huge bucking sword. I'm not kidding, that thing is as big as one of my wings. It was used to butcher the guards as the blood flowed like rivers across the floor and the dead made wet smacking noise as they hit the floor. It spoke in a deep threatening power filled voice.
“By the fury of my hand, let the bodies hit the floor!” It roared the last part in a deep dull roar.
The other girls watched in horror of the carnage as the blood flew, bodies were smacked off the floor as the beast tore through them. The sight and sound of death was all around them, but in less than a minute all twenty of the guards were dead. Then the other guards from down stairs started showing up and started to magically throw sleeping gas bombs in the cell, but the pony did not move but slowly I lost conscience but before I did I heard it spoke again in that deep evil power filled voice
It roared “You're fucking dead! Do you hear me!” But before I could hear more the world turned black.
After killing all of the guards around my friends, the hoof stomps from down below grew louder. When they got close, they began to throw sleeping gas up the steps in to the room, but I wasn't worried. My helmet prevented such weak attempts from hurting me, but my rage was not subsiding. I roared a challenge to them.
You're fucking dead do you hear me you're fucking dead!” I turned on my pipboys music player. As Skyrim Meets Metal Killing 'em Swiftly to this Song. My horn glowed in its own special fashion when engaged in combat. The spell ignited in a glorious fireball as it was hurled at the guards as many perished in seconds. Those that were not killed or burned painfully tried to attack me, the fools. With the Blade of the West in a death grip, I carved through an earth pony before turning a few pegasi into ashes with a fire ball. I tore apart the two unicorns with my magic, the blood and limbs and organs flying all over the place, covering the old walls in a new coat of paint as the tower caught fire.
I moved to my friend and freed them. The wounds both new and old begin to bleed with each movement. I could smell the infections settling in even though the helmet. As I gathered them into a group and used the beacon I got before I left Big MT the second time to come back. In a flash they were gone. I did not join them though. I have much to do before tomorrow night. It was the night they plan to host the public execution of the Princess to show that the changelings now controlled Equestria.
With sadness I spread my new wings. They were a sharp contrast from each other. The one on the right was a deep ocean blue and the left one was a crimson red. Both were beautiful but were saddening sight for me as I used a small spell to lighten my armor. I blew a new hole in the tower and jumped. After falling two stories I spread my wings and took off. flapping them a few times to gain height I flew silently through the night. I slowly drifted into my thoughts as they turned inward. The new alicorn thought back to what gave her wings.
***
In Big Mountain research facility in the sink a flash of light startled the many machines. There stood a shape they all knew. “Twilight!” They yelled at the unexpected arrival of their master/ friend, but something was not right. There was a bleeding purple creature in her arms!
I yelled at Doc “My friend needs help! “
With speed born from urgence Spike was placed in the autodoc but, in the end it was for not. “I'm sorry, but it was too late for him. “ said Doc in a morbid tone.
A bright light shocked me there in the center was Spike.
“Spike.” I whispered in shocked sadness. He smiled at me in that childish way of his.
“Thanks for coming back, Twi.” Despite death taking over, he still managed to chuckle, “I guess this goodbye, huh?" Tears welled up in my eyes. “Here, have this as a sort of… thank you.” He reached into his chest and pulled out a small, twinkling light and placed in my grip.
I looked at it as it shimmered in my hand, it was warm and beautiful but it quickly absorbed into my fur, “What… was that?” I asked.
The words came out weak for I knew these were his last words, “My… Soul…” Spike had passed on.
Before I could scream in anguish, a pain entered my back as I fell to the floor in agony. The AI’s yelled and tried to call for help. Muggy rushed to my side to help me. But suddenly and painfully two new wings sprouted through two unknown slots in my armor and revealed themselves to the world, or at least the sink as I slowly stood up and gathered my breath. The sink AI’s were flooding me with, “Are you ok?"
“Get over to me let me have a look at you.” Said Doc, but instead I had a gander at them. They were polar opposites of each other and really long, approximately seven feet width but they both shared one quality, they were both dragons wings.
“I have wings! That means I’m now an alicorn!? ” I thought excitedly but slowly it turned to despair. “But Spike is gone, and I’ll never again see his smiling face, hear his excited voice, never see him grow up, all of it at the fault of one fucking changeling. I’ll kill her! I’ll rip her limb from limb with my magic! I'll tear her organs out of her stomach and feed them to a deathclaw with them still attached to her! " My thoughts turned calm, “But I need stop thinking about that, it's time to bury my number one as--. No, little brother. ”
With a white sheet delivered by the little server bots, I gently laid Spike into the sheet then, transported him to the large pink gem mining area of Big MT. I laid him to rest in between four of the biggest ones there. I used the blade of the rusted tractor for a grave marker and used my lasers to inscribe this:
Spike the dragon. You were the best assistant anypony could wish for.
“You may be gone, but you shall never be forgotten. Wherever you are, may the gems be plentiful and your happiness never be disturbed. May your peaceful slumber never be disturbed. Goodbye, we shall meet once again one day. Until that day, goodbye my friend.” I couldn’t help but chuckle as old memories filled my head.
As the tears came down my face, the sound of footsteps alerted me to the arrival of someone. I looked over my shoulder at the sound only to discover it was Shepard. His face was sad and worried. He looked over the fresh grave and me, then nodded to the grave.
It was his form of respect but I couldn't take it. I began to cry. Shepard hugged me and held me as the dam finally broke, all of it coming out. For so long I have not cried, for I learned quickly it did not solve anything, but it helped to relieve the grief of Spikes death.
He did not ask a question, only held my sobbing form. After a while he helped me back to the sink. The AI’s were silent as he helped me to lay on the bed and sat next to me. He had only this to say.
“Do you need anything?”
“No.” I replied in monotone, I talked again but with more vigor.
“This is my journey, mylonesome road . This is where I'll finally confront my past once and for all, and this is my war to wage."
He nodded and handed me his blade, the Blade of the West and gave me a long hard look and spoke, “Don't lose your self to the rage or else I have to show up and kick your ass." He smiled at the last part. I smiled back
this is it for this chapter
good night and rest in peace spike. also pm or other if you have questions
E/N
I sense the wings are a Klaypex reference. PM me if you found anything that needs to be fixed, I'll tell that guy. So, Spike dies. That... Actually sucks. Not as much as Vinyl. R.I.P Vinyl, may you still make wubs in heaven. On another note, have a good time, murder Like a Sir! This is PrincessLunaTheGamer, signing off. P.S. Solaire here and I’m feeling a bit egotistical right now, just want to say that I love how much the story is improving (Especially, when I became an editor) Luna here. Yeah, this story was a total mess. You can continue!
hi this is 555814 with a new chapter disclaimer I own jack and shit and jack just committed suicide [poor jack]. song words/singing italic
CANTERLOT 4 hours post last chapter, 3rd person [or pony]
Many would consider Canterlot the shining jewel of Equestrian society, a testament to how far the pony race has come. Many looked upon the city saw hope, but the dark rain clouds above showed the horror that was to unfold in this once happy and joyful city. In the dungeon, the Changeling Queen Chrysalis was looking after her slaves. Each one having some kind of serious injury, some wondering whatever happened to Twilight and the Elements of Harmony, and others thinking that there is no hope, no salvation, that they would never see their families again, that they had failed their jobs and rulers.
Hard to think nopony figured out who she was until it was too late. It started at the royal wedding and was going to be finished tonight where she would finish off the princess and truly own Equestria and all who dwell within its borders. She looked out the window and flashed that horrible grin of hers.
”It's time.” She hissed.
Little did she know the drums of war were beginning to beat and the pits of Tartarus were creating a true weapon of war, and that weapon would soon unleash a storm of death and the shocking revelation that even without the Princesses, the Equestrian race was far from helpless.
In center of the city a massive gathering was happening. The few uncontrolled ponies looked down with shame at what was to happen. The others were a mix of changelings and their mindless victims. Some ponies had been lined up on a large stage with a hang ponies noose around each of their necks. The stage was surrounded with changeling guards and a small contingent of controlled royal guards. The weather did not deter many from coming to see this event. The wind and dark clouds were not removed today. No, it was ordered that they were not removed to break the ponies collective willpower even more. Queen Chrysalis and her personal honor guard entered the cities heart, behind them the former Princess Celestia who was being dragged in heavy iron chains that held her by her hooves and throat. A magical ring on her horn prevented her from using her magic and her wings were bound with weights that also served a dual purpose, adding weight and to strain her neck more effectively.
As she was brought up to the stage, there was nary a sound from the large gathering. As her neck was placed into the noose she silently prayed for her home as tears rolled down her face. She prayed that somepony would save her little ponies from eternal slavery. She hoped her sister was all right. Before all of this started she left for a two month long meeting with the griffins. As Queen Chrysalis stood forth to deliver her lies, the very heavens themselves seemed to weep. Unseen to all, a black armored form moved up silently to the gathering from the direction of the main gate, and unknown to all but the black armored form, someone, or something wanted to challenge the Queen’s reign.
“Now all I have to do is win over the last of the fighting ponies and Equestria will be mine! ” Thought Queen Chrysalis, as she stood forward and began her speech.
“Do not think of this as a conquering, think of this as a forming a more unified world as a stronger kingdom, a stronger empire. But like all unions, there must be sacrifices from all, and the sacrifice of Princess Celestia is the Equestrians."
Her words were working their magic on the uncontrolled ponies. 'Soon. ' She thought, 'soon.. .' As she took in breath for the next part of the speech
A sound never heard before in this realm, in a quick second another rang out. A deep and threatening voice spoke…
Now.
I am now an instrument of violence I am a vessel of invincibility I cannot leave this undecided Stepping down to battle another day
the noise was coming from the main gate. Many looked to see where it was coming from. There stood a monster from hell itself. The large red eyes on the giant pitch black armored form that glowed in the darkness of the street. The smell of death seemed to roll off of the monster. A massive sword was on its back and it carried a large metal thing that she had never seen before. Queen Chrysalis roared to her subjects, “KILL IT!"
Remember me for all time. This determination is a vital part of me. Surrender now or be counted with the endless masses that I will defeat
Many changelings charged it only to be slaughtered by red lights that came from the large metal cylinder held in it’s arms. Many were turned into ashes while others screamed in pain, and large burnt holes appeared throughout their exoskeletons burning their insides. But it was the smell that was the worst. It smelled like burnt flesh and death as it continued walking forward at a slow pace. All who stood in its way were crushed by its might.
Broken down till your hope has died Beat down 'til victory's mine Stand up and show me some pride And now are you ready?
A large numbers of guards and many more changelings began to charge, some ordering there slaves to attack also. White lights flew streaked down from nearby buildings and began to rain death on the attacking force. The attacking slaves were hit with a strange purple goop that stopped them in their tracks and prevented them from fighting or using magic. The changelings on the other hand, were all killed.
I'm one with the warrior inside My dominance can't be denied Your entire world will turn Into a battlefield tonight
As I look upon you Through the warrior's eyes Now I can see the fear That will ensure my victory this time
Large black metal scorpion like creatures crawled down the sides of the buildings the light from the street lights glistening off their black forms their tail shooting wight light at changeling while it claws shot some kind of goo not too dissimilar from the changeling own aided the black monster in slaughtering all that stood in their path to the stage.
I can't be told to compromise this They'll never doubt the body lying at my feet A most
formidable reminder They will speak my name for eternity
Many started to flee from the massacre. The uncontrolled ponies fleeing from the fight ran to their homes with fear of what was to happen, and some of the controlled stood in the way of their masters to protect them from the attacks, sometimes sacrificing themselves to do it.
Queen Chrysalis screamed “Kronk, pull the lever, now!” The executioner tried to pull the lever that would drop the floor on Celestia.
I have no need of any guidance I am a weapon, powerful beyond belief Seen through the warrior's eyes I never need to question how to defeat you
Broken down 'til your hope has died Beat down till victory's mine Stand up and show me some pride And now are you ready?
The armored form pulled the large sword off its back and flung it at the executioner who was just beginning to move the lever to kill the princess. The large black blade ended his life in a blink of an eye. The blade cut the poor changeling bastard in half from head to tail, the spray of blood splattering on all those close to him.
I'm one with the warrior inside My dominance can't be denied Your entire world will turn Into a battlefield tonight
As I look upon you Through the warrior's eyes Now I can see the fear That will ensure my victory this time You can't hide now I am the warrior So decide now How they'll remember you
Do not hide now Act like a warrior Show your pride now Solidify your place in time
I'm one with the warrior inside My dominance can't be denied Your entire world will turn Into a
Queen Chrysalis ran forward, ducking under red lasers to slam the lever with her right side that drops the platform under Princess Celestia. In an instant the Princess dropped to what most would call certain death, but in a blink of the eye the rope noose was severed and the Princess survived, albeit with a hurt rear from the hard land.
battlefield tonight
As I look upon you Through the warrior's eyes now I can see the fear That will ensure my victory this time
I'm the one with the warrior inside The evidence can't be denied The entire world will stare Into this battlefield tonight
Queen Chrysalis screamed in anger at that, but was quickly silenced when she realised the sound of fighting had stopped. She looked up in hope, but it was quickly crushed by the carnage before her. The blood soaked bodies covered the street. There were changeling limbs all over the street, blood still leaking from the severed body parts. There were only a few still moving forms within the massacre area, though she was sure that was not for much longer. She felt a cold, solid hand on her shoulder, and she slowly looked behind her. She was promptly greeted with a black armored fist to the face. She went flying into a nearby building and slammed into the wall with a scream of pain. She dropped onto the ground.
As I stand before you With a warrior's heart Now I can feel the strength that will Ensure my victory this time
There she laid for a second. A large thump in front of her made her open her eyes. There stood the armored monster, but there was also something else something that sent fear and worry though her body. It had wings and a horn...
“Can't be...” She whispered in terror
The massive form laughed cynically at the downed queen. The laugh sent chills down her spine and fear ran rampant in her mind at what it'd do to her, but a gasp behind it made it look over its shoulder, as did she.
There stood the ponies she was sure she had dealt with by sending them all to prison. Rainbow Dash's eyes were wide with a mix of hatred and slight fear, her teeth grit in anger. Applejack's eyes were wide with shock and horror at the killing field around them. Fluttershy was on the verge of fainting if it was not for the blood under her hooves. Pinkie Pies hair was down, and her eyes showed sadness at the mass murder all around her, and Rarity's eyes wide in fear of the monster. The monster then spoke in a deep bass, but almost feminine voice.
“You all woke up faster than I expected. should've upped the dosage.”
Rainbow Dash spoke first and with an enraged voice.
“You drugged us?!”
“But of course. I cannot operate if you were awake, nor could have I transported you as easily if I did not, but I hoped the pain killers would have kept you all under until I was finished here.”
“Operate? What in tarnation do ya mean?” Asked Applejack, in part worry and anger at the fact this monster killed all these critters, even if they were changelings.
“All of you were in a pitiful state when I got you out of the Tower of Pain. I mean you alone Applejack you would have lost both of your legs if I did not operate. You, Rainbow Dash would have lost your right wing and right leg below the knee and the other. I leave that for another time such as after I kill this bitch."
the monster turned it attaching back to Chrysalis. The terror was easily seen on her face.
“No!” screamed the five mares.
The monster’s black blade came to it’s masters call. The monster looked down on Chrysalis.
Queen Chrysalis in fear screamed “What in Tartarus are you!?”
All of them could feel that it was smirking under its helmet. It laughed.
“What the hell am I? What the hell am I?!“
The monster looked down at her and said for all to hear, "I have many titles and many names. I'll tell you some of them. I'm the monster of Big mountain, the Dark Hero of the Mojave, the Goddess of War, the Devil of Caesar's Legion. There are more many more but this is the most important. I've walked side by side of Courier Six, the Master of Death. An angel directly from the gates of Heaven, or a silver tongued demon straight out of Hell in the form of a man. The bringer of peace and salvation to the innocent, but he is also the bringer of damnation to his enemies. The Divide could not kill us, Zion Valley could not break us, the Sierra Madre could not corrupt us, and Big Mountain could not control us!" the monster roared the last part. All those who could hear it felt fear at what the creature had said.
Queen Chrysalis in screamed in fear, ”Please don't kill me! I’ll do anything please! I’ll leave, I - I’ll leave and promise never to return! I- I’ll promise full military and civilian disaster support! I’ll give anything!” The tears rained down her face the terror. The monster did not seem to care as it raised it blade
“Stop!” The authoritative voice of Princess Celestia said.
The monster spoke, "Why should I? She tried to kill you and conquer Equestria. Why does she deserve live?"
Princess Celestia carefully responded, as if at any moment the beast would anger, “It's the right thing to do. There is already too many dead as is.”
The monster looked around then slowly placed the blade back on its back. "I will obey ”
It glared at the changeling and spoke. "If you are lying, I'll hunt you down myself to take your soul to hell.” it slowly moved away.
Princess Celestia spoke “Thank you. Now, who are you?”
The armored form raised it right hand to its helmet and a strange hissing noise was heard. The armored hand did something to the back of the helmet and slowly removed it. The scarred, dirty and worn face of Twilight Sparkle was shown. All eyes grew wide at the face. There was a large deep nasty red gash across the right side of her face. It started from the right ear and ended next to her jaw. Another that started from the upper left of her forehead to her nose. The last one went from just above the right eye down to just under her left one.
Twilight gave a lopsided grin, showing white teeth. Her hair was cut really short, like a stallions, and her face seemed old and tired, but her eyes terrified them the most. They were filled with a fire that burned with passion, but at the same time seemed haunted.
She spoke. “I didn't mean for you to see me like this, but the only one I can blame is myself. Guess Shepherd was right this time.”
She shook her head, but in a blink of an eye she was in a bone crushing hug from her friends and Princess Celestia. All of them were asking questions so fast. All it was to her was this, ”What happen to your hair? What happened to your eyes?Where did you go?.” She just smiled.
“Come on, I'll tell you the story.” Before she moved more, she yelled to the scorpion monsters,
“ units 1 thought 10 Guard Queen Chrysalis and bring her with us. The rest contine with the operation.” The scorpions did as ordered.
As they made their way to the castle, none of the girls would leave her side, but not a word was spoken because Twilight asked for silence to put in order her thoughts.
