The Life of a Mercenary

by silveryoshi89

Rating: mature
Tags: Dark, Alternate Universe, Adventure, Crossover, Tragedy
Length: 2388

In this story, you have a chance to explore the alternative equestria, a life of death, murder, sex, corruption, ect. Zenu is the featured Murc, close to lossing his mind, how does he still gather bits out of jobs not behind bars?

Zenu, a almost insane Mercenary who would have no problem in ending your life brutally for a few bits. Zenu was never a nice colt, not even when he was little, his interest in sharp objects and such kept him from having friends, since everyone preferred interest in flying.

Living in a Equestria of corrupt perverted leaders, mane six either cowering or out to slit your neck, and crime, criminals, rape, murder, and so on rules the streets. Finding a job and someone to kill has never been a problem to Zenu, living like a nomad nor having a friend or boy/girl friend to talk to has also never struck him once.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-01-06 22:13:50 UTC

First steps to Murder

The Beginning

Zenu was born in Cloudsdale, like tones Pegasi before and after Zenu. His slightly older cousin grew up to be a famous war general in the army, but Zenu, found life a darkness. It all started when he gained a rather interest in sharp weapons and sharp objects, this kept him from gaining friends, but he never cared, he was much more interested in his creepy interests then flying and filly's that the other colts had.

"I don't know why I have to go to school mom, doesn't Greenflame get to skip every so often? Plus I don't learn jack shit in that place, all the other colts just keep talking about filly's and flying, Can I stay home and learn how to use knifes?" Said the 3rd grade colt Zenu.

"Zenu! Watch your language!" yelled his mother. "Besides, your cousin is not my son, it's your ants son, now get dressed Zenu your going to be late!"

Zenu trots up the stairs, thinking hateful thoughts about his mother and the other ponies. His mother was walking him to school as his father was to busy watching the news about Celestia molesting guards again, with most of them quieting. Zenu got to his bedroom and started to get dressed for school, mumbling under his breath.

"Why does he get to skip today? It's not like he'll ever join that pervs military force."Mumbled Zenu in anger.

He then hit his mirror with his hoof out of anger, glass cutting and making his hoof bloody in pain, but, he, just laugh? His mother rushed up to his bedroom when she heard the breaking glass, finding her son oddly laughing due to the pain, the sight, and the blood, sure he done this to things like getting his with a stick by someone, but this? She rushed him to the hospital that day, fearing for her son.

First Kill

Years later he still had scares on his right hoof and front right leg, but he had more times when something like that happened. He was now a teen in freshman year, and a year not to forget.

Zenu was trotting down the high school hallway after school, he got after school detonation for almost choking a student to death in a fight. He had problems with this stallion before and ever since first day of middle school, but they met, by themselves face to face, alone in a hallway.

"Hey! Punk!" called out the other stallion. "You think you can do something as stupid as that front of the mares huh!? Well!?"

Zenu only chuckled in disturbing sort of way. The whole thing with those types of stallion doing everything possible to get with the mares was funny to him, but a waste of time. "Oh please, you're lucky I didn't snap your neck like a rat on a Griffins get together meal, besides, mares are a waste of time."

This set off the ticking time bomb of a stallion, he was also older then Zenu, and charged in full force. This didn't even scare him a bit, and he kicked his charging hind legs making him fall face first, slammed his hind hoof right down  on his head after falling, and pinned him down. and made him suffer, the stallion couldn't even get up, despite being bigger then Zenu.

Zenu then stabbed his throat with a pencil  15 time, causing him to bleed out and dying. Zenu had just killed someone, but unlike most who'd just cry and feel like a monster, he laughed loudly and even licked some of the blood off, he loved killing his enemy, and there was no one in the school building that day, stupid fools forgot about the whole thing. Zenu just trotted home and no one ever found out.

The Final Smell of Childhood

Zenu was now 17, and it'd been years since his kill, no one still found out about the harsh murder, guards were all over the case for awhile to. He woke up one night to the sound and sight of bandits, kidnapping his whole family and him.

"Hey, looks like i found the lucky son." The bandit laughed, sliding his hooves around the sleeping Zenu, not a good idea. Zenu Jammed a hidden sharpened knife right in his stomach, pinning him down as he watched the life drain from the perv bandits eyes laughing silently.

"Nighty night, sweat prince~." He kissed his lips softly as the stab finishes him off, sliding his tongue through his nice warm lips even a bit after death, he then got up after toying with the kill to meet the others, it well be the bloody night that sets him to the way he is now to remember.

Zenu killed a few more bandits and brutal stabbings before the one leading them came to face Zenu, bad choice. He sliced and cut his chest in a blow, sending Zenu into total kill everyone in sight mode. He stabbed out the Bandit lords eyes before slicing his neck after a few minutes of playing around with his dying body like the other bandit, killing off all the other bandits in brutal horrible ways while his parents saw the whole thing tied up.

After all the deaths of that night, he found some sanity and cut the ropes off his parents, but vanishing into the night before his parents had a chance to look at him, but he did leave a note for them before cutting them free.

Note: "Dear mother and father"

"I have breach the path to insanity, it was not you who did this to me, but myself. I leave now before I end up hurting you guys, do no worry about me either, I'll be fine no worries. I must now find my own way now, see who I truly am, and must be."

"Love, Zenu."

Ever since then, Zenu has lived the life of a Nomad Mercenary, but where his adventures take him, we will see.

Five Years Later, And The Changelings Deal.

It'd had been five years since that blood soaked night occurred, Zenu was now twenty two years old, got a tattoo on his left front leg, scares on his body, and so on. His parents attempted to find him and lasted almost a year before they thought he was dead, and by that time he was eighteen. Zenu grew so inlove with his work and life style, and with everything being as fucked up as it was and is it was dangerous yea, but what wasn't these days?

Zenu just got back from Canterlot, he had a job on a greedy business unicorn stallion and a female Griffin sex shop owner. He trots inside the warehouse to meet with the one paying him for his work, guards stallions and mares stood watch while Zenu entered through the door with a chunk of Griffin feather and a broken horn coated in dry blood inside his bag.

It was dark mostly, but the dark blue stallion with grey mane and tail sat at a table with a light, wearing a bandanna leather underwear between his upper hindlegs, waiting for Zenu to take his seat in front of him. He also had one green and one red eye

"So, Zenu, nice to see you again my most brutal killer. So did you kill the two I wanted dead? You will not get paid before I see what evidence you brought back for me." Said the Blue stallion, smoking a cigar.

He was a earth pony to be sure, but the body size of a Pegasus. He had two guard standing beside him left and right, one a bigger male dark silver earth pony, and a female green eyed Changeling, the Changeling is what caught his eye, she was looking at him with interest, and Changelings aren't seen without being seen as another pony unless for a reason, but Zenu shook it off like it was nothing.

He took a seat facing the Blue pony, then taking the broken horn and the chunk of a Griffins wing from his bag, tossing them on the table for the others to see, the Changeling still, taking interest of the whole thing.

"The two weaklings have been dealt with my good sir. Now, give to me what was promised when we made this deal, I don't do freebies." said Zenu, laying back on the seat taking a Cigar from his gab and lighting it up.

The Blue pony hands over the bags full of bits, twenty thousand bit for the both of them as promised.

"Keep this up Zenu, this is a harsh world, but a prefect time for someone like you can get rich." The Blue pony explained quit pleased.

"My goal is not to get rich, but to make it, to have a fear among those who would dare to oppose me."Explained Zenu in reply.

"You're unnatural Zenu, you seem to be the best mercenary I've ever seen and paid" The Blue pony said.

"It was no problem my good sir, I have pleasure out of the life and blood fleeing the bodies of my targets, the warmth of death awarding me on a job well done." Said Zenu, before getting up from his chair.

He turned around and started to trot towards the door. Zenu was wearing purple socks and underwear, perhaps to lower in the targets into sex before killing them. He had a strap on his left hind leg to hold his many types of knifes, and a strap on his back for his large thick sword on his back.

Zenu got out of the warehouse, living among the wilds of the forest once more of the everfree forest, traveling to unknown places to survive, ect, such as the life of a nomad of course. He stumbled upon a cave where he can settle for the night, but he what he didn't know was the Changeling from before left the warehouse as well, following Zenu along the way, and the cave was well known to her.

"Ah, prefect, a nice cave to set up in, hopefully it's warmer then out here, should have took that nice robe from the unicorn's dead body." Says Zenu, shivering to his fur while entering the cave. The Changeling had him right where she wanted him as well.

She trots behind him, not being seen while the stallion goes deeper in the cave, lighting a torch found from the ground, but it got rather green and lighted up, looking like a Changeling cave, but more empty and wet as a alicorn's cunt.

He found a nice spot along a glowing green lake inside the cave, setting up a sleeping back and a fire, along with some pot for boiling up some nice potato stew. getting some of the Changeling water, sliced carrots, sliced potatoes, spices, chomped unions. The fire boils the water as Zenu sat to stir the wooden spoon.

Twenty four minutes later while eating and gulping his stew setting beside the campfire, Zenu's mind was at ease, it's not everyday or night this type of relaxation occurs, and the fire kept his fur warm after a bit of swimming, but now a new capture starts in his life. The Changeling before was sitting right behind him, wearing a black robe, with green and light green eyes and greenish wings, also with green mane and tail.

She tapped on Zenus shoulder.

"Hey, Zenu, it's me." Whispered the mysterious mare behind him.

What!? Who's th-." Yelled Zenu in surprise after getting back down on the ground after jumping, also stopping at his sentence due to the sight of the mare.

It was the same mare Changeling from before it appeared, he know it was odd the way she looked at him and the parts from the warehouse, but now she was following him? How did he get away so easily?

Who are you? And what do you want from me? Speak, creep." Asked Zenu, looking at her in curiously.

She giggled. "Me, creep? you're the one who tossed that horn and chunk of a Griffin's wing on the table, but anyway. My name is Mantakera, and I think you are the vary type of Pegasus I'm looking for." Said Mantakera

Zenu cleared his throat and coughed, some of the broth from the stew, but after that was done he spoke.

"Type of Pegasus you're looking for? You better get to explaining missy, or you can kiss that horn on your head goodbye." Exclaimed Zenu.

"Look, I know this is sudden Zenu, and believe me, I wouldn't be here if there was another way, but please, hear me out." Said Mantakera, sitting down on the sleeping bag.

"My ears are opened, Mantakera." Exclaimed Zenu, also setting down with a raised eyebrow.

"Two years ago, the people of my hive were slaughtered, soldier and civilian alike. We were invaded by royal guards, you know we don't get along with your people and country Zenu, but you Zenu, you might be the only shot of me claiming my hive back, maybe even save a few other Changelings to rule as well." Explained Mantakera, a tear running down her cheek.

"All sad and everything, but what do I get, and what do you want with me anyway? Are you asking me to help you kill a bunch of retard perv corrupted guards" Asked Zenu impatiently.

Yes, I know if we take on those guards who invaded my hive, we can slit every guards throat and watch them die, I know how you are so in love with such things, and, I can even make you a king, my king Zenu." Exclaimed Mantakera, sliding closer to the murderous stallion.

"King?" He asked. "Of a whole nation?"

"Of one thousand Changelings, yes." She exclaimed. "Now, we must rest now, we have much to do and plan tomorrow, wouldn't you agree?" She gets right beside the stallion, her body brushing against his warm fur. Zenu didn't argue, he laid back and allowed her to continue.

It was Zenus first time having sex, and not killing anyone at the end of it, and after their intercourse, they slept together in the sleeping bag along the glowing lake.