Author's Note

Heyo! I'm on a roll here. Okay, so this chapter and the next one are going to deal with the darker parts of the Fandom, but don't worry, it'll be short. The best way i can describe the Caribou city is the three walls from Attack On Titan; why? Well, its to keep prisoners' from escaping, of course. Enjoy.

Fall of the Caribou - Pt I.

Gilda looked as the Portal descended to the ground and her savior floated down gently, his whole body tense and alert. He cracked his neck several times after he landed before he walked up to his throne and sat down, his head resting against on his hands as he propped his elbow on the right armrest. Gilda sat on the left and touched his armored shoulder, concern flooding her.

“Rough day?” Gilda asked with a frown.

The Overlord nodded as he sighed and leaned into the touch. He used his magic to lift Gilda up, making her squeak in surprise, before putting her in his lap. The blush she gained would have made her mistaken for a killer tomato that grew legs and wings. She went stiff but soon began to release the tension as the Overlord began to massage and fluff her lion's tail. She gave a sigh as the Overlord worked.

“Celestia and Luna saw me, we talked, I managed to get Gem swine and handed him over to Lucky. Heh, the stallion is like a lost son of mine. He castrated Gem Swine before declaring that nopony kill him and let him live in exile with the words, 'Child Eater' branded on him.” The Overlord explained, his own rage leaking out into his voice before sighing again. “Luna then tried to find out about my plans.”

That made Gilda look at him through half-lidded eyes as she gave out a little gasp as he worked out one particular kink in the middle of her tail. Always gave her trouble that one and had been around since her older cousins stepped on the thing. Despite losing herself in the pure bliss, she looked at him in a quizzical nature.
“Plan? You plan?”

It made the Overlord laugh or at least chuckle which made Gilda grin. Hearing him laugh...it just made butterflies fly in her stomach. She froze at that thought; Was she...nah, she couldn't be she thought to herself as she settled into the Overlord's arms. That train squealed to a sudden screech as the Overlord removed his helmet and gave her a peck on the cheek making her plumage go red.

“A fair point, my dear. No, I never plan, but I do anticipate. While Lulu was busy with me, my Minions were busy getting the other totems and spell tomes I had made out of the storage area.” He said, kissing the nape of her neck, letting his voice vibrate against it.

She looked at him and her blush got so red she was sure she was having a nosebleed; damn, she forgot how handsome he was. The deep, rumbling chuckle that came from her reaction made her squirm as it made her feathers vibrate and dance on her spine in pleasure. She cooed in delight as she leaned against him, making the laughter go deeper and eliciting more pleasure. But before they could continue, Gnarl came running in, his pruned face in a visage of horror and rage.

“MASTER! MASTER~! WE HAVE A BIG PROBLEM ON OUR HANDS!” The minion master shouted as he approached the throne making the Overlord growl in annoyance and Gilda to clench her claws in rage.

“What is it, Gnarl? I was about to 'talk' with Gilda some more about my day at Canterlot and Equestria...in my bedroom preferably.” The tyrant said.

Gnarl ignored the hidden clue and spoke in a hurried tone.

“It's the Armor of Lucifer Sire! The Tower heart found it.”

That got the Overlord to stand up, making Gilda take flight to avoid falling on her ass. She landed and watched as the Overlord hurried to the Heart Chamber to see the armor's location. She whined a little at being denied, but she followed after the two curious and wanting to get her wings taken care of.

MLPOV

Gnarl, Gilda, and the Overlord entered the chamber, looked at the swirling orb of Blue that was the Tower Heart as it showed a land beyond the boundaries of Equestria and even the Badlands. Gilda, now down from her high of sexual tension, gave out a strangled gasp as the fog parted to reveal...

“Caribou.” She breathed out in horror and fright making the two look at her.

“You know of this race?” The Overlord asked as he touched her shoulder to comfort her frightened form.

“In whispers, stories of old, and myths...” She responded, turning around and hugging him while she nodded, the fear present in her eyes and posture as she continued to stare at the orb as it showed the home of the creatures. The houses were behind 50 meter walls, divided into three sections each one with a different emblem of the Caribou. The orb showed that the homes were tightly knit and rather drab with stone and red roofs. The next scene caused Gnarl to give out a cry of shock, Gilda to whimper, and the Overlord...

The Overlord stared in abject shock as he saw several does and even some mares from Equestria servicing the Caribou and in public. Around their necks were collars of various colors, ranging from black to silver. The males all seemed to take great pleasure as they gained up on a black collared doe who was protesting greatly. It didn't seem to do her any good as the males ripped off what little clothing she had, making her modest chest bounce from the force before being forced to suck on a dick from one of the males, cutting off her screams and cries for help, while the rest helped themselves to the rest of her body; two took up positions on the ground as they lined up with her exposed pussy and ass before they thrust in, making her eyes go wide and she struggled to get away from the group. The Overlord's eyes went darker and darker red until they were actually just wisps of fire at the scene as the other males forced the doe to jerk them off with her hands or got others to do it.
He roared in rage as he saw the reason; a foul purple magic that was coming from the center of the cities.

“SHOW ME!” He bellowed making the Tower AND lands above quake.

Said quaking made an object fall out of a mountain and land on the head of a Pegasus who was on their way to a trade fair. They rubbed their head from the pain before seeing the object, a gauntlet with a hellish green eye in it. They gathered the gauntlet up and put it in their saddlebags, happy to have such a strange object in their possession.

Back below, the Heart showed a massive castle in the center of the three rings and inside, more debauchery; females of all ages were participating at pleasing a caribou sitting on a obsidian throne and wearing black armor with large cracks in it showing off a massive red glow. The scene was making the Overlord's rage spike if the fire around his gauntlets was anything to go by. Gnarl had grabbed Gilda and gotten them both behind some cover to avoid the eventual explosion.

“Oh, not good, not good! The Master is in a foul mood now.” Gnarl whispered as he peeked over before ducking down as the Ancient Arcane energies began to lift small objects and whipped them around in the air, shattering against the walls. Gilda ducked as an old display stand with rusted weapons sailed past, dislodging the knives into the ground before her. She looked at Gnarl with frightened eyes.

“Does...does he always get like that when...rape...is involved?” She asked over the gale of magic. Gnarl looked at her with a sad expression and nodded. Gilda shuddered; so that was how he got after finding her nearly...taken. The Gale stopped as suddenly as it came and with it a sound; that made Gnarl's eyes go wide as he scrambled up. Gilda peeked over and saw something that made her entire body go stiff in fear.

It was the Overlord standing completely still, the magic still boiling but not as out of control as before. Gilda stepped out and hurried over placing an arm on his shoulder; the gesture barely even registered to him. Instead, he spoke in a cold, hollow, dead tone.

“Gnarl...gather some minions. I plan on making an envoy to these...beings.” He whispered as he looked at the race of lewd deers. “Send word to the strongest unicorns Prance has. Inform them that I will have need of them in a matter of days.”

Gnarl winced; his master had something planned. Meeting with such creatures were sure to make him go berserk and while that wasn't necessary a bad thing, he really didn't want to lose his master in enemy territory. Still, the master had something planned so he nodded wordlessly as he hurried away. Gilda, on the other hand, looked at him in shock.

“You're...you're going to make an alliance with them?” She asked in a hoarse whisper.

The Overlord's head shook with such ferocity as he wrapped Gilda up in an another hug, sending as much love and comfort as he could. She weakly embraced him as he stroke her plumage and spoke in a soothing tone.

“No...i will not make an alliance with...THOSE. It's a simple plan of mine;” He explained. “Make myself out like an ally, find out their plans and then...remove the serpents head followed by the rest.”

Gilda instantly got it; it was an up close and personal assassination after finding out the enemies plan. But it was very risky; the enemy could find out, the plans could be very well hidden, or worse, they were already mobilizing the plan at the time of the assassination. So many things could go wrong.

“I know things can go wrong...that's why its called Chaos my dear Gilda.” He said with a lighthearted chuckle then grew serious. “But that is a chance I must take. I hope...and pray...that their target is not what I think it is, if there is a target.”

Gilda didn't like the growing pit in her stomach but her own curiosity outpaced it faster then she had liked. She asked the question she dreaded, the target that the Caribou wanted. The one word answer made the pit become a knot and her heart to sink as she envisioned her old friend and her new ones going through what the does were.

“Equestria.”

Gnarl had come back after completing his task and overheard the answer making him demand who would be foolish enough to target his master's area to dominate. The Overlord explained and Gnarl grew silent as he listened; how the Caribou were essentially breeding themselves into extinction and without a new source of 'breeding grounds' they would die off. And since Equestria had a higher female to male ratio then any other country, it made Gnarl pale as he too realized the logic; the caribou would go after the most heavily concentrated population of females and use them as breeding stock. Despite his actions, he had in fact cared for Celestia and Luna at one point in time before his master's betrayal of them and he did not want them falling prey to...them.

“Master, we'll need to speed up the process of the Caribou's extinction. If even ONE survives...” Gnarl began before trailing off.

The Overlord nodded grimly; all it took was one germ to infect the entire body and make it diseased. The dark king left Gilda, who in turn whispered to him that she wanted to continue what they had started back in the throne room, behind in the Tower Heart chamber and headed for his Envoy; it was time to meet with animalistic evil.

MLPOV

The hustle and bustle of the first city in the land of the Caribou was interrupted by the eruption of Earth, cobblestone, and fire. A large black 'rose' unfurled its petals, with a flash of lightning and booming of thunder, a squadron of Minions, Brown, Red, Blue, and unseen Greens exited before a tall figure in silver armor stepped out. It's hellish red eyes bore into the awestruck and frightened caribou, though the females looked at him in interest. He stepped off the rose, it curling up as soon as the figure hit the road and vanished back into the earth where it came from. The figure looked around some, taking in the sights at the collared doe's and mares with his helmet betraying no emotion. Its eyes then landed on a nearby guard and he pointed at said guard.

“I seek your leader to discuss an alliance.” The figure said, its voice male, deep and rumbling.

The guard scowled at the newcomer and brandished his sword.

“We need no alliance with you, uncleaned.” He snarled, the sword glinting the the light. The Overlord didn't even bother to reply; he just shot a massive fireball at the guard.
The Guard screamed in agony as the fires burned off his fur, cook his flesh, melted his hair, and carbonized his priceless antlers. The Overlord looked down at the screaming Caribou as he writhed making many gasp and look at the Dark Tyrant.

“I will not ask again,” He thundered out. “I wish to speak with your leader and forge an alliance.”

Another caribou, this time dressed in ornate armor stepped up. He stared at the hellish red eyes and shuddered at the unspoken Evil that dwell in them. It showed him, the metal figure, killing creatures twisted and foul, ripping beings of good and just into tiny pieces before setting them on fire, and finally, things that words could not describe like they were pure embodiments of virtues, getting hacked to apart and devoured by the metal figure as a means of food but still hungered. He was ageless, unending, never dying, and always there, if only in the remotest parts of the mortal mind.

In short, the figure in the silver armor was a god and it was not happy at being kept waiting.

“F-f-f-forgive me, sire. I will take you to Lord Dainn.” The guard whispered, fearing his own punishment. The figure in metal nodded once as he was escorted with the group of imps to the center of the walls.

Along the way, the Overlord's eyes were darting hither and dither, taking in the sights. What he saw made his heart just feel nothing but rage; young girls were being taught by their male counterparts how to service males, clean them, and...present themselves to said males. In fact, many of the girls offered themselves to him as he passed, but he ignored them. He instead focused on his conversation with Gnarl.

“Please tell me you're getting this, Gnarl...and recording it to show to the Equestrians.”

There was the sound of gritting teeth over the link before Gnarl's voice cut through.

“I am master...and there has never been a time I wanted to actually be out there with you,” Gnarl said with disgust in his voice. “These girls don't even look to be four years yet! Sire, I thought your people had it bad so long ago, but these Caribou make it worse!”

The Overlord didn't answer as his escort had looked at him with a look, only to turn away with a glare from the silver metal being. It was pissed but what for? Did it not know of the shackles that men had endured before Dainn had come to liberate them? The Caribou shrugged mentally; perhaps his lord could enlighten the god.

MLPOV

The Overlord could only scowl as he walked the grand hall to the throne of this Dainn after three days of travel; tapestries depicting battles between caribou, a young fawn rising over them all with a mysterious armor, and finally, a battle between male and female that ended with the females in shackles. He turned his gaze to the king of the Caribou and saw that he was well into his 30s but still looked young. The Captain of the guard marched forward and bowed low to Dainn.

“Milord, this stranger has come to seek an audience with you.” The captain announced aloud. The guard grabbed a tiny caribou in a black shroud that was walking up to the king and whispered something that the Overlord did not hear, but he could guess. The shroud moved in shock before looking at him. The Overlord was reminded of his favorite stories of the Lord of the Rings as he looked at the tiny disfigured Caribou. He channeled magic to his eyes and made them glow brighter, making the shroud go stiff in fear.

Faster then he could blink, the shroud was at the King's ear, whispering feverishly. The King looked at the shroud and then at the Overlord with a look that the Overlord recognized many a time from supposed allies of his; hope and greed. He kept his stance tight and his minions ready as the king spoke.

“My seer, Thanos, is believing you to be someone that was prophesied many eras ago to help us conquer all femaledom,” Dainn stated as he summoned a female and forcing her to please him. “I myself do not put much stock in words that is given to me from a caribou that has inhaled one too many puffs of Rosemary. So...tell me your name, stranger?”

The Overlord's eyes kept the glow, but as he spoke, it made the entire castle tremble.

“I am the Overlord, conqueror of the Infernal Abysses, Slayer of Barong the Ever Terrible Storm Lizard, and Deceiver of Equestria,.”

The reaction he got confirmed it; many let out gasps of shock at the second title, they began to whisper of the first, but it was Dainn's now hungered look that had cinched it for the Overlord; the mad king was after Equestria. Dainn waved away his 'helper' who gave out a whining moan as he stood up and walked down to the Overlord's place.

“My friend...you have come at long last!” He exclaimed before turning to the court. “REJOICE MY BROTHERS! FOR EQUESTRIA'S DOOM HAS COME TO US! SOON THE SOLAR AND LUNAR BITCHES SHALL KNOW THEIR PLACE AT OUR FEET! LONG LIVE MALE SURPEROIRTY!”

The court erupted into applause and cheers as the Overlord stood there, silent, but seething.

How DARE this foul creature target Celestia and Luna! He thought as he squashed the urge to rip out the Sword of Life Stealing and just behead Dainn.

But no, no, that was too hasty and too easy. He needed information, motive and a better punishment then hacking and slashing. Death was too good for Dainn. He needed time. Time to get ready and time to scope out. A big yawn escaped his mouth much to his own delight; this was his chance to get out of the great hall and away from this. Dainn noticed or rather heard the yawn and smiled.

“It must have been a long journey for you, Overlord, Deliver of Equestria. Some time to rest and company will do right for you,” Dainn said before snapping his fingers. Two well endowed does came and bowed submissively to Dainn. The Lord of the Caribou gestured to the Overlord and spoke something in Caribouese, though the Overlord seemed to get the general idea; they were there to wait on him. The two looked at him with a wide smile before nodding happily; the Overlord's hidden face twisted into a sneer and he was desperately keeping his rage in check.

The Overlord, his minions, and the two 'helpers' left the great hall to private quarters.

MLPOV

Once away from Dainn and in his own room, the Overlord dismissed the two does that were trying, but failing, to get him out of his armor. It only took his raised voice and some magic erupting from his gauntlets that made the two does take off; he explained to a guard that he wanted to break a few mares his own way, not have some already eager. Obviously, the message got back to Dainn who was very eager to fulfill the request but said it would take some time. To the Overlord, that was fine for him. After putting up a silence rune, he sighed.

“This...this is a nightmare, Gnarl.”

There was silence before his old friend spoke.

“I agree, sire. The way these does and other females go about servicing the males here it...it makes me wonder if we can truly save them.”

The Overlord's mind turned to the purple magic he had seen and knew exactly what it was; mind control or rather, one of his Domination Totems. But which one he didn't know; he had made so many of them back in his conquering days it was hard to keep track. The sudden knocking of the door made him cut the thoughts off and head to the door. Upon opening it, he was met by two of the guards both of who had a Pegasus and a Zebra wearing nothing but black collars and for the Pegasus, two black foam things. The guards threw them both in and the Overlord nodded once, making the guards grin. He closed the door and locked it, before waving his arm in an intricate design. After he got done, he turned back to the two.

BAM

The two females sent the Overlord flying across the room and crashing into the door. Thankfully, the silent ward he had erected again kept the noise from reaching the guards ears.

“Eat that you bastard! You won't take away mine or Herbal's Virginity!” The Pegasi snarled before she shook her hand in pain. “Damn, that guy is tougher then he looks!”

The Overlord grunted as he stood up, cracking his neck a few times. The punch hadn't done too much damage to him, it did make his neck feel sore. Before he could regain his senses again, there was another attack...this time well below his belt.

“GAH!” He shouted as the now identified Herbal's leg met with his male pride. It didn't really hurt as opposed to Celestia kicking him there several times with his betrayal, but it still took him by surprise. He fell to one knee shocking the two.

“Holy Celestia...that guy isn't normal!” Herbal said in shock as she watched him get up again. The Pegasus didn't reply opting to bum-rush him with a fist cock back to slug him. It came as a shock when she felt her arm grabbed and spun around in a choke hold, not tight enough to make her cry out in pain, but enough to make her wince. She struggled in his grip as he unzipped the right zip-cover. When it fell away, he inhaled as Gnarl began to swear in minionese.

“What have they done to you?” He whispered in sorrow and pain.

The wings of a Pegasus were suppose to be full of feathers; what he saw was nothing like what he saw on Celestia, Luna and every other pegasus he knew of. The feathers were gone, showing only a tiny stub if it could even be called that. It stayed frozen in one position, locked for all eternity. He gingerly touched it, making the Pegasus flinch and the wing stub to move slightly. He let the pegasi go who fell to the ground covering herself. She glowered at the Overlord, but cowered when she felt the power as the eyes of the Overlord glowed far brighter then they should have.

“All the more reason to slaughter the Caribou now...Gnarl, look around, find those old healing tomes, the ones that we stole from Celestia,” The Overlord said aloud making the two look at him in confusion. “I plan on giving back the power of flight when all is said and done.”

The Overlord looked at the two women again before he did something that surprised them; he bowed. He stared at the two of them and spoke in a tone that carried gentleness, kindness, but still held the undercurrent of power.

“I am deeply sorry for the deception but it was needed to see how things truly were here. I needed females that were not broken in spirit, mind and body. Tell me, do you have names? I'm going out on a limb here and say that the Zebra is Herbal. You are, Miss Pegasi?”

The Pegasus stared at the Overlord in shock; she was expecting many things from this man; a pervert, a pig, a sadist who enjoyed torturing them. She got this instead; a man who wanted to kill the Caribou. Stunned, she spoke without thinking.

“Golden Haze, sir.”

The Overlord nodded in approval before he grinned.

“Now that is done...tell me EVERYTHING you know about these excuses of flesh.”