Guided by Hate, Fueled by Blood

Guided by Hate, Fueled by Blood,

Written by Kokopelli, probably pretty badly.

No editors, unless you'd be willing to do so.

A stallion stood on a hill facing Ponyville, his glossy black mane reflecting the moon. He gazed down at a group of six ponies, one was lavender, another cyan, a third pink, a fourth orange, one yellow, and the last was alabaster. They appeared to be enjoying a picnic, while watching the falling stars. The stallion cared not for the stars. Nothing mattered except revenge. Revenge for his mother, his father, his uncle. The Royal Guard had killed them with orders from Canterlot itself. A oath had been sworn. To kill the country's most precious little heroines, and then: Tear down Canterlot. Brick. By. Brick. This stallion had a name that would soon be the most feared name in this stupid world. His name was Bloodlust, and he lusted for blood.

Twilight was so happy to be with her friends, and not have to deal with some threat from a thousand years ago about to destroy or take over Equestria. Unfortunately, she was wrong. FWOOMSH, FWOOMSH, FWOOMSH., the sound of gigantic scaly wings. A dark red shape soared down towards them, black eyes full of hate.

"Well hello there, Elements of Death. I have been waiting for this for a long time." The figure said, landing, black wings buffeting them, and blowing away some of the balloons. The night had been starry and beautiful, but the stars seemed to go out in his wake, and the darkness seemed harsher and colder. His mane gleamed like obsidian. An evil grin revealed a mouth full of razor sharp teeth.

"Gyro Scope, you don't have to do this. You shouldn't have had to go through all of that pain." Twilight protested. Bloodlust glared at her.

"Life is pain Highness." He spat, "Anybody who says differently is selling something." Twilight glanced at her friends, three of which were posed to fight, one of which was looking ready to bolt, and the last was busy eating the whole plate of cupcakes.

"Pinkie!" They all groaned. The pink party pony looked up.

"What?" She asked, looking shocked, frosting around her mouth. The stallion used the distraction to attack, or else they never would have been caught off guard. He used his hooves that were the strength of a dragon and kicked Rainbow Dash in the wing, breaking it, and sending her flying. He dove under Applejack and knocked the wind out of her, breaking her ribs in the process. Bloodlust shot towards Twilight, razor-sharp teeth snapping down on her tail, and swung her into a tree. Bloodlust then sank his teeth into Pinkie Pie's ear, and yanked his head back, ripping off part of her ear. Despite all of the fuzzy pain they were all going through, rage filled each and every one of them.

"How dare-!" Rarity shrieked, but was cut short when Bloodlust punched her. Bloodlust stalked towards Fluttershy, who was covering her head with her hooves and wings. Bloodlust leaned down and looked her right in the eye, and something about the black, hollow pits changed, they became a grayish turquoise. Before he could do anything, a cyan and rainbow blur slammed into him. Rainbow punched him in the snout, and the chest, and any undefended place, which was to say, everywhere. The stallion didn't defend himself. He became grayer, and his wings shrank, and a slightly curved horn jutted from his forehead. His eyes became softer, gentler. A look of deep, sincere regret shaped his face, and tears flowed like rivers from his eyes. All he said was, "I'm sorry. You shouldn't forgive me. I don't want you to. I now see why you shunned me." Twilight pried Rainbow off of the wrecked stallion, who was now just as hurt as all of them, Fluttershy aside. He had a black eye, and the skin had split near his cheekbones, and his bottom lip was split. His burned face had been healed a little while back, but it was still very beaten up.

"I should heal you all best I can." He murmured. He pulled out a strange metal wand and waved it over all of them, mending their bones, closing their cuts, even regrowing the chunk that was missing from Pinkie Pie's ear. The wand flashed and whirred. Soon, it shorted-out and he stomped on it. "I'm so sorry." He said softly, crying. "I would never have hurt any of you. As soon as all of you are better, I'll leave, you'll never hear wind of me again, I promise." He sobbed "And who knows? I might show up dead, and you can all throw a party, and Equestria will be safe from me." Gyro turned his back to them, and slowly walked away, and then two lines shot from his midsection, and he shot up, into the darkness.

Gyro Scope hated himself. His family would be utterly ashamed of him. The Autreys would die out. And it was his fault. He watched the Elements of Harmony leave the picnic, crying almost as hard as he was. Now that Clockwork was dead, there was nobody to love him, or keep watch over him, or comfort him. But one day, that all changed. It all changed.

And he slowly began to mend.