Chapter 4 - School and Friends (Part 2)

Edited by: HydraLightning

Chapter 4 – School and Friends (Part 2)

*Night 5*

Celestia was nowhere near as good at dream walking as her sister. But she could at least navigate her way through a dream and help her little ponies when they needed her.

As she wandered through the dreamscape, she came across the dream she was looking for. When she entered she found a sight she was not expecting.

She saw a bunch of strange machines that reminded her of the strange vehicle that they recovered from the wreckage in Ponyville when the colts arrived.

The vehicles drove down a road in the middle of the dessert. As they drove she a heard a song being hummed.

Two of the vehicles came driving towards her that were being rode by two colts. One of the colts was completely blue while the other one was completely yellow. The vehicles looked like motorized bikes. The two vehicles skidded to a stop in front of Celestia.

“Oh great, the fat ass cake gobbler is here. I thought that Luna was going to be the one coming here.” The yellow colt said with annoyance.

“I beg your pardon!” Celestia said upset at her new nickname.

"Me too. Let’s just take her to the boss.” The blue colt said.

Before Celestia could say anything she found herself teleported into strange looking office. The room was dark and only a few rays of sunlight shined through the blinds that were closed. As she examined the room she saw a little colt in a chair and eyeing her intently.

“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you Deadpool.” Celestia said with a smile as she extended her hand. The colt never took her hand. He simply stared at her with his cold blue eyes.

Deadpool was sitting in a lush leather office chair. He was wearing a very expensive black suit and his blonde mane was combed back. As he rest his hands together on the desk in front of him. He began to speak in a low yet smooth voice and calm voice as he began to pet the cat that was in his lap.

“You come to me on the day of my daughter’s wedding and ask me to let you into my dreams. I ask you. What have you ever done for me? What have you ever done for the family? Not once have you invited me over for a cup of coffee or offered me a hot piece of pie.” Deadpool said as he turned to the audience.

“And what a hot piece of pie Pinkie Pie is!” He said as he flung the cat behind him through the air, causing it to explode.

“I’ve come to talk to you about what happened in Canterlot…And in day court.” She said as her face turned green.

Deadpool quickly tore off his suit to reveal his standard costume that he always wore and shook of his hair do. Making his mane go back to its normal messy state.

“Aw yes, I kicked the living shit out of Blueballs and brutally gutted his lackeys! Why do you care? It’s not like you ever kept him in line or anything.” Deadpool said with a shrug.

“Young one, I did not know that Prince Blueblood was abusing his power to such a degree. I apologize for him trying to kill. He shall be severely punished.” Princess Celestia said.

“I don’t give a rat’s ass about your pathetic excuses or apologizes!” He said shocking the princess.

“You think a simple apology and giving Blueballs a slap on the wrist will make this all better! Yeah right! There ain’t no way I’m giving up making Blueballs my bitch!” Deadpool said with a laugh as he walked off.

Celestia quickly followed the colt.

“Deadpool, I understand your anger but that is one of the reasons why I am here. You need protection. If you and your brother were to come with me, we could protect you both.” Celestia said in a calm reassuring manner.

“Nope! I don’t trust you! Besides I’m 28 you dump bitch!”Deadpool said

“Deadpool, I know you want to pretend you’re an adult and that you can take on the whole world, but the fact of the matter is, you are still a foal and need supervision.” She said, thinking his statement about being an adult was a complete lie.

“That’s what you think!” Deadpool said as he snapped his finger and the whole Godfather office room fell away.

They were now in a strip club as a bunch of scantily clad mares began shaking their asses as they swung around on stripper polls.

Celestia was dumbstruck at the scene in front of her but managed to quickly recover.

“Chrysalis is after you and she will stop at nothing to get to you two! Please listen to reason! Besides, you re mentally unwell! You need help” Celestia pleaded as Deadpool stuffed a couple of ones in a one of the stripper’s G-strings.

“I’m sorry, what were you saying? I was focused on this mare’s assets.” The colt said.

“I was saying- I can’t think like this!” Celestia said as she waved away the strip club.

“Yeesh! Talk about a buzz kill! You’re almost as bad as Buzz Killington!” The alicorn colt said just as a stallion came out of nowhere dressed in a suit and top hat.

“I say, this looks like-”

*BANG!!!*

“SHUT THE HELL UP BUZZ KILLINGTON!!!” Deadpool said as he shot the stallion between the eyes. The stallion fell over dead in a pool of his own blood and brain matter.

“This is what I am talking about! You can’t go around killing ponies! I understand that you were defending yourself and Pinkie Pie! But you must understand that killing is wrong!” She said in horror.

“Like you could do anything.” Deadpool said as he walked off.

“I can help you. I have had centuries of experience in psychology.” Celestia pleaded. It was true. Centuries ago, Celestia took an interest in psychology when she saw the effectiveness of the field. She studied all forms of psychology so she could help her little ponies. She even had multiple Ph.D’s and M.D’s hanging up in her office that she made sure were up to date.

She regular took on the worst cases of foals that had mental problems. That was her specialty in psychology. But Deadpool was by far the worst case she had ever seen.

“Please, I’ve been to many mental experts before, the only thing they can agree on is that I’m bat shit insane. Ha! That’s an understatement!” Deadpool laughed.

“My student Twilight Sparkle told me what your previous psychiatrist did to you. She told me about what you said about your father and what he did to you. Nopony should ever have to endure that. I promise you that I will never let that happen to you ever again if you just tell me where you and your brother are at.” She said as her voice became softer.

“I don’t think so. Quite frankly I find you boring. I only send those letters to you out of boredom and to annoy you.” He said with a shrug.

“I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that. Why do you keep sending me those letters and why do you keep making fun of my cake eating habits?” She asked with a deadpan expression.

“Because I can! Also, how’s Luna doing after her little adventure into Deathstroke’s dreams?” Deadpool said to which the Princess’s expression became serious.

“What did Deathstroke do to my sister?”

“Nothing much, he just showed her that he was in control of his dream. Just like I’m going to show you right now!” He said before the ground underneath Celestia opened up.

Celestia screamed as she fell into what looked like an old abandoned warehouse.

She groaned in pain as she stood up.

“What the hell is she doing here?” The yellow colt from before asked in confusion. This time he was wearing a sombrero and a pancho.

“I guess the boss is done talking with her.” The blue colt who was now wearing a blue gentleman’s suit with a top hat on his head and a monocle over his right eye.

“Who are you?” Celestia asked.

“We’re the voices in Deadpool’s head, I’m his insane side. I also handle his deranged tendencies!” The yellow colt said as he juggled chainsaws.

“And I’m his sophisticated side. I also handle things like his humanity as well.” The blue colt said as he began to sip on a cup of tea.

“Wait a minute. So I’m in Deadpool’s mind?” Celestia asked.

Technically no. You’re just in his dream. But you are close enough to be in the mindscape.

“So in theory I could enter his mind possibly see what’s wrong?” She said causing both of the colts to burst into laughter.

If you enter Deadpool’s mind then you’ll most likely go insane… Within the first split second.

Indeed. Besides there is literally no way you can get into there…Except through that door. I mean you could go all the way to the other side of this dream to find your way into his mind. But this is the closet one and trust me, we can’t let you go through here. It’s dangerous. Besides you wouldn’t survive.

“I’m going in there and you can’t stop.” Celestia said with a stern expression as she tried to walk to the door only to find herself stuck to the spot she was standing in.

“What the? Release me!” Celestia demanded.

No can do! That’s where we keep the red voice locked up. To get through to the boss’s mind you would have to open the other sealed door and that ain’t gonna happen.

Indeed, we will not allow you to unleash something like that thing on our boss or this world.

“Let me go! I am Princess Celestia of Equestria! You will do as I-” Celestia was cut off as she was flung back into the wall with a loud crash by the yellow colt.

“Hey blue, I’ll handle her. Besides I have an awesome way that I can show her not to mess around in our home.” The yellow colt said.

“And what way would that be?” The blue colt asked with interest.

“I’m going to impersonate my older brother!” The yellow colt said in triumph.

“You actually have a brother? I’m surprised. Who is he?” The blue colt said with a laugh.

“You know that cartoon Gravity Falls?”

“Yes, Deadpool and the author watch it all the time. Why do you ask?”

“He’s actually from the Gravity Falls universe!”

Really? Who is he? Dipper, Mabel, or is he that guy Soos, or is he old man Stanford?”

“Nope! I’ll show you who he is!” The yellow colt said as he changed into a yellow triangle that wore a top hat and had only one eye and carried a cane. The floating triangle had little legs and hands.

“…Let me get this straight… Your brother is Bill Cipher… And you are going to fight Celestia while impersonating him and his powers… Is that right?” The blue colt asked.

“Yep!”

“Okay, just making sure! See ya!” The blue colt said as he teleported away.

“Uh... My head.” Celestia said as she stared at her opponent.

“Why do you look like that?” She asked in confusion.

“I’m going to impersonate my brother while I fight you.”

“Why?”

“Imagine it this way. Imagine somepony who is evil and only wants to cause destruction and has the powers of Discord and is much stronger than him… Now times that by getting ass raped by a rhino. That’s who my brother is.” The yellow colt said with a deadpan expression. Celestia eyes widened in fear right before she was blasted out of the warehouse and into what appeared to be a small urban town.

“We’re gonna have one hell of a time!” The yellow colt now turned into a floating triangle laughed insanely.

Celestia quickly got up and fired a few magical bolts at the colt only for them to be swatted away as if they were nothing.

The young colt snapped his fingers causing the whole town to shake as giant black spikes came out of the ground that nearly impaled Celestia.

The solar princess dodged the spikes as best as she could but only barely.

As the princess tried to tackle the colt she found herself phasing through the him.

“Oh that’s cute. You think you can hurt me. I’m part of Deadpool’s mind remember! Then there is the fact that you’re in a dream. I’m basically invincible here.” He laughed as he fired another blast at her that hit her square in the chest and sent her flying backwards.

“Oh silly, don’t you get it! In here you’re at my mercy! In a dream you’re at the dreamer’s mercy! Or in this case mine!” The colt said as he got into his role as he snapped his fingers, causing a giant tornado to appear in the town, tearing the town apart.

The sun princess was pulled into the tornado. She tried to fly out of the storm but the winds were too strong.

“No I can’t let him win!” Celestia shouted as she tried to fire another bolt of magic only to realize that her magic wasn’t working. She was too shocked by her magic not working that she did not see the colt slam his fist directly into her stomach, knocking the wind out of her.

“What part of ‘we call the shots here’ didn’t you understand!” The colt laughed insanely as he blasted the mare into the ground and began firing a barrage of blasts.

“This is impossible!” Celestia shouted as the colt charged a gigantic blast.

“You don’t get it do you! You’re in the dream of an insane psychopath! There is now way to get the jump on us here!” He laughed.

“W-Wait a minute! I’m just trying to help you!” Celestia said with fear.

“Don’t you get it you dumb bitch! We don’t need your help! I mean you’re nowhere near as good at dream walking as Luna! That’s why you’re getting your ass kicked! At least she would have put up a better fight!” The colt said as his eye became black and his voice sounded demonic.

“Your insane!” She shouted.

“Bingo!” He said as he fired the blast.

“Hey, wanna hear my impression of you in about three seconds? ‘AAAAHHH!’” He said right before the blast hit the princess.

“AAAAHHH!” Celestia screamed as the blast hit her and knocked her out of the dream.

The yellow colt changed back into his normal form with a smirk.

“ What the cake gobbler doesn’t know is that Deadpool told me to hold back.” The colt said with a psychotic grin.

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Celestia shot up in bed gasping for air in a cold sweat.

“That colt’s insane.” She panted.

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Deathstroke decided to take advantage of the fact that Deadpool was sleeping. He heard that there was a library in town. He figured it was his best bet to find out about this world and if there was any way back to his world.

The colt had managed to sneak through town and into the library without anypony noticing him at all.

He had spent the last hour reading and looking up information. Most of it was useless but he found some good information as well. He found out about the elements of harmony and the changeling invasion of Canterlot. It pissed him off at what an idiot Celestia was for putting a wedding before national security.

He even read how nopony believed Twilight Sparkle about what was going on and how Chrysalis was impersonating the Princess of Love. Not even the elements of harmony or Princess Celestia believed her. When word got out about them not believing her, needless to say that they felt humiliated and bad for not believing Twilight. Deathstroke could only think that the princess along with Shining Armor were the biggest idiots that were alive for not taking precautions or at the very least investigating Twilight’s claims.

Deathstroke continued to read in the dark library, his enhanced vision making it easy for him to see.

The mercenary was too engrossed in a book about magic to even notice the lavender unicorn coming down the stairs.

The lights turned on, lighting up the whole room. Deathstroke quickly turned around to see none other than Twilight Sparkle who was wearing a bath robe. Here mane was soaking wet showing that she obviously just got out of the bath.

“Deathstroke! What are you doing here?” Twilight asked with shock.

“I could ask you the same thing.”

“I live here, I’m the local librarian.” She said with a deadpan expression.

“Of course.” Deathstroke sighed.

“What are you doing here?” She asked again.

“I needed some information. But it looks like that will have to wait.” He said as he walked to the door only for Twilight to lock and barricade the door with her magic.

“You’re not going anywhere.” Twilight said with a triumphant grin on her face.

“You really think you can keep me here don’t you?” He said with a tired sigh.

“I know I can.” She said with a smirk as she encased the colt in her magic, preventing him from moving.

The colt simply rolled his eye as he broke out of Twilight’s telekinetic grip by simply walking out of it.

“How did you do that?!” Twilight said in disbelieve.

“Nth armor. Negates and lessens the effect of magical attacks.” He said as he pointed to his armor.

“What! That’s impossible, no such armor or material exists!” She ranted.

“Yes it does. It’s just extremely rare.” He said.

“Well you’re still not going anywhere!” The mare said.

“Besides if you leave you won’t be able to get whatever information you came here for.” Twilight said nervously.

Deathstroke stared at her for a few seconds before hitting a button on his wrist computer. A blue neon light came out of his wrist computer and began to scan all of the books in the room. In a matter of seconds, every single book in the library was scanned and its content was recorded on the device.

“What the hay was that?” Twilight asked shocked.

“It’s my wrist computer. That beam you saw was a scanner. The scanner just recorded the contents of every single book in this library.” He explained as a 3D image was projected out of his wrist computer showing the books that he just recorded.

He then turned the computer off and walked over to the barricaded door. But before he could move the stuff that was blocking the door out of the way, Twilight was already across the room and grabbed and had ahold of his wrist. She was intently examining the minicomputer on his wrist.

“Where did you get this? What’s its power source? How can you get so much information into something so small? Did you make this yourself?” She asked rapidly as she began to examine it more closely.

“Hey! Don’t touch that!” Deathstroke barked as Twilight hit a button on the device causing it to project another 3D image. This time, it was a list that of names.

“What’s this?” The young mare asked in astonishment.

Deathstroke yanked his hand away and pressed a button that made the 3D image disappear and instead appear on a little LSD screen that was on his wrist computer. He then turned the device off.

“What are you doing! You can’t keep something like that to yourself! Technology like that could help advance Equestria by leaps and bounds!” She said only for the colt to grunt in annoyance.

“Who were those names?” She asked, ignoring his glare.

“Those were the names of some of the most deadly individuals that I have fought in the past.” Deathstroke said.

“Why would you put yourself in danger like that?” Twilight asked, unnerved by what the colt had revealed.

“I live a very dangerous life style Twilight. That’s all you need to know.” He said as he tried to walk off only to feel a wave of exhaustion hit him, he put a hand to his head and tried to stabilize himself and remain standing.

“Oh my gosh! Are you okay?” Twilight asked with worry as she examined him.

“Yeah… Just tired is all.” He lied as he sat down at a wooden table. He was feeling the effects of forcing his healing factor earlier.

“Don’t lie to me, Fluttershy told me about how you saved her life from timber wolves AND how you got hurt! Don’t get me wrong, I’m thankful that you saved Fluttershy.” Twilight said in an upset tone.

“Wait a minute. What did she tell you?” Deathstroke asked quickly.

“She told me that you saved her and that you got hurt. She said that she took you back to her cottage and treated your wounds.” She said.

“Did she say anything else?” The colt pressed.

“She told me that she bathed you. It’s not uncommon for ponies to help each other bathe, especially foals. Why do you ask?” She explained as she eyed the colt suspiciously.

“This place is weird.” He muttered under his breath.

“What was that?”

“Nothing. I’m just tired.” Deathstroke said tiredly. He felt drained. He even had trouble getting to the library.

“You’re definitely not okay. Why do you refuse to let us help you?” Twilight asked as she sat at the table with Deathstroke.

As she sat across from the colt she couldn’t help but wonder how a little colt could be so deadly and cold.

“Deathstroke… I know you’ve gone through a lot. Especially for a colt your age.” Twilight said gently.

“I’m pushing eighty.” He thought sarcastically.

“But we can help you…I understand that you feel alone and scared and that you feel like the whole world is against you…Please just let us help you.” Twilight said in a very soft voice.

Deathstroke remained silent as his expression became stoic.

“What would you know about what I’ve gone through” He said with a hint of malice in his voice.

Twilight was taken aback by the colt’s sudden mood change. He went from emotionless to angry in a split second.

“You think you know what’s best for us yet you don’t know anything about us.” He said.

“If you would just tell me then I can help you!” Twilight defended.

“Let me ask you this…Have you ever had to hold a dying friend in your arms as they gasped their final breaths? Have you ever seen thousands being gunned downed right in front of you? What about dealing with deranged psychopaths that kill without hesitation?” He asked.

“N-No. D-Dear Celestia! Why would I want to!? What the hell have you seen!?” Twilight gasped.

“You know nothing of what I’ve seen or what I’ve been through, so don’t go playing like you do.” Deathstroke said angrily.

Twilight remained silent for a few seconds. Deathstroke was thankful for the silence…That was until Twilight started sniffling.

“Deathstroke… I never knew you lived s-such a hard life.” Twilight said as her eyes welled up with tears.

“For the love of God!” Deathstroke face palmed.

“How could somepony do such a thing! Why would somepony kill like that!” Twilight ranted.

“You don’t get it. They don’t need a reason to kill. They just kill for killing.” Deathstroke added with no emotion.

“There has to be a reason for it! Nopony does something like that for no reason!” Twilight shouted.

Deathstroke was silent for a moment before continuing.

“I knew a guy that killed. He killed just because he thought it was fun. He killed and he killed. He was the most deranged psychopath you could ever meet and he never showed an ounce of mercy or remorse. He’s killed thousands. Trust me, this guy doesn’t need a reason. Whenever he kills someone he’ll just laugh and laugh at the top of his lungs.” He said with no emotion.

Twilight was speechless. She was terrified. She refused to believe that such an evil pony could exist.

“W-Why? Why would anypony do such evil things? It makes no sense!” Twilight whimpered as she began to shake uncontrollably in fear.

“Some men aren’t looking for anything logical like money. They can’t be bought, bullied, reasoned or negotiated with. Some men just want to watch the world burn.” Deathstroke said, rendering Twilight speechless once again.

“But Princess Luna found that out the hard way.” Deathstroke remarked.

“What are you talking about? What did you do to Princess Luna?” Twilight asked with a hint of fear in her voice.

“Most likely traumatized but that would be about it. She entered my dreams in an attempt to find me. She thought she was in control but she found out the hard way that when you enter another’s dream, the dreamer has full control of the dream.” He said with a smirk that flashed his canines. Twilight shivered at the sight of the sharp teeth.

“What! Princess Celestia sent me a letter saying that Princess Luna woke up screaming after she tried to talk to you in your dreams! What happened?” Twilight asked still confused. Deathstroke figured that she might’ve been in on it considering her and her friends were looking for him.

“You know that psychopath I was just talking about?” Twilight nodded.

“I personally showed her just a little taste of what he was like. Plus a few of my old acquaintances.” He said causing Twilight’s eyes to turn to pinpricks in horror.

“What the buck did he show her! H-How evil is this stallion that he’s talking about? How could somepony go and kill another and laugh like it was nothing but a game! And how could he beat Luna in dream walking! How strong is this colt mentally!” Twilight ranted mentally.

Deathstroke stretched as the lavender mare in front of him was silent.

“I know we haven’t gotten off to the best start, but you have to understand that I’m just trying to help you and your brother.” She said as the colt remained silent as he stared at her.

“Why do you keep refusing to let us help you?” Twilight asked.

“I don’t need your help.” He said.

“But you and Deadpool have been abused! I mean what he wrote in his letter about you disturbed me greatly!” She said which immediately caught the colt’s attention.

“What did he tell you?” Deathstroke demanded.

“He told me that you lost your right eye because your wife shot it out! Your WIFE! You’re just a foal!” She shouted.

“Dammit, when I get my hands on Deadpool I am going shove my boot so far up his ass that I’ll be able to wear him like a fucking slipper!” Deathstroke said thought.

“Is what he said true?” Twilight asked.

Deathstroke was tired of her insistent nagging, so he decided to give her what she wanted.

“Yes, I had a wife at one time or another.” He said. Twilight couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

“Why did she hurt you?” She asked.

“She was trying to kill me.” He said emotionlessly.

“W-What! Why?”

“I deserved it.” He stated which caused Twilight’s anger to flare up.

“NO! IT DOESN’T MATTER WHAT YOU DID! YOU DON’T DERSERVE ANYTHING LIKE THAT!” Twilight shouted in rage.

“Because of me, my son was kidnapped and had his throat slit.” The colt said.

Twilight met his gaze unable to believe what she was hearing. When she looked into his eyes to see if he was lying, she saw that they were empty and void of any life. They looked… Defeated… He was telling the truth.

“Y-You had a son? A-And he was…” Twilight couldn’t bring herself to say it.

“He’s still alive… He’ll just never be able to speak again…” He said horrifying the mare. He wasn’t going to tell the mare that his son died and had been brought back to life later on in his life.

“Where’s the baby?” Twilight asked with urgency.

“He’s safe.” He said simply.

“What! Where is he? Is he with you? You’re practically a baby yourself, you can’t take care of a baby by yourself!” She said with a shriek.

“He’s safe. He’s not with me Twilight. He’s still living back where I came from. I have some guys secretly looking out for him.” He said to which Twilight was about to argue but she saw the look in his eye that said he was beginning to lose his patience.

“You’re sure he’s safe and being watched out for?” She asked.

“Yes.”

“What about your wife? What happened to her?” She asked.

“She’s dead…” He said. If what he said was anything to go by. He must be traumatized.

Deathstroke got up and began to walk towards the door.

“Wait a minute! You can’t leave yet. You need to stay here where it’s safe.” She said.

“Twilight, you make it sound like I can’t defend myself against a group of idiots that I have already killed in the past. If anyone is unable to defend themselves against them, I think it would be you and your friends.” He said.

“My friends and I can handle ourselves just fine! We’ve fought against Nightmare Moon, Chrysalis, as well as other threats and saved Equestria multiple occasions!” She defended, being offended by the colt’s statement.

“I’ve read about your fights with Nightmare Moon and Chrysalis. I will admit it was quite impressive but the fact of the matter is you and your friends got lucky.” He said.

“Maybe we did get lucky but we also worked together and used the Elements of Harmony to stop Nightmare Moon. Have you ever fought an evil spirit/entity before with extremely powerful magic?” She demanded.

“As a matter of fact, yes I have. I do it on a regular basis.” He said which made the mare’s jaw drop.

“I have fought super powered beings, I have fought monsters, demons, wannabe gods, and I’ve even fought the world’s greatest detective.” He said simply, making the mare go wide eyed.

“S-Super powered, that’s impossible.” She whispered in shock.

“Twilight, I’ve fought a guy who has no horn or wings yet he could fly around the world in a matter of seconds, shoot lasers, from his eyes, and could lift 10 tons as if it were nothing. Hell, he even has the ability of ice breathe. All he has to do is blow real hard and freeze stuff with his breath or he can make a hurricane with his breathe. Not to mention he has a bunch of other abilities as well.” He explained.

“What! You’re saying an earth pony was able to fly and do all that? How old is he? I mean he needs to be studied, this could be a major breakthrough for science and pony kind!” She asked as she furiously began to write down everything she was just told.

“Younger than me.” Technically he wasn’t lying despite his current form.

“A colt like that is going around unsupervised! What if he fell into the wrong hands!” Twilight gasped.

Deathstroke could only laugh which caused Twilight to gain a stern expression.

“Deathstroke this is serious!” Twilight said with an annoyed tone.

“Chrysalis could find and capture him and try as hard as she might to turn him evil, but there is no way that she would be able to pull that off.”

“What do you mean?” She asked in confusion.

“One, Chrysalis would get punched into the stratosphere and right before she hits space she would be punched back down to the planet and end up in a crater. Two, he is nowhere near here. He is back in the place that I come from.” He said making the mare go wide eyed.

“Three, there’s no way she could turn that goody two shoes evil or get him on her side. He’s dedicated his life to protecting the weak, the down trotted, the innocent and to stopping crime. He that by having his powers he has a responsibility to protecting everyone.” He said with an annoyed tone.

Twilight was awestruck at what she had just heard. Somepony who was gifted was using his powers for good. He felt that he had a higher calling and no pony even told him to do it. She snapped out of her state of awe when she realized something very important.

“Wait a minute! You said you fought him? Why were you fighting him?” She asked.

“That’s beside the point Twilight. The point is, you’re not experienced when it comes to combat. You have no training. Along comes an enemy with an army of shape shifters that are trained to fight and will stop at nothing to obtain their goals even if that means killing anyone who gets in their way. You and your friends have no prior training in any forms of combat, quite frankly I don’t think you have the mind for it.” He said as Twilight’s ears were pressed against her head. Everything he was saying was true.

“But I will admit, you do have some good leadership skills if what I read in those books is true.” He said which caused Twilight to do a double take.

“Did he just compliment me? Maybe he’s finally opening up and-” She thought in disbelief.

“But you’re still inexperienced.” He said.

“-and there it is.” She thought.

Deathstroke walked over to the door and moved all of the furniture that was blocking the door as if it were nothing.

Before he could unlock the door Twilight ran after him.

“Deathstroke wait!” She called after him, not wanting the colt to leave.

Unfortunately Twilight didn’t notice that her bathrobe fell off when she pulled the colt into a tight hug just as he turned around.

“Deathstroke please don’t go. We can help you! I know that it may seem like you can’t trust anypony but we’re not your enemy’s.” She said, giving the colt a smile, still not noticing that she was completely naked or the fact that she was pressing the colts face into her big breasts.

“You just have to open your heart to the magic of friendship.” She said with a gentle smile as she loosened her hug so she could look him in the eye.

But Deathstroke’s eye was locked onto the mare’s perky breasts and her phenomenal ass that jiggled ever so slightly.

“Oh sweet Jesus those are lovely!” The colt thought.

Twilight followed the colt’s stare and saw that she was butt naked.

The mare shrieked at the top of her lugs as she tried to cover herself but tripped and hit the ground hard. As she opened her eyes she found herself on top of the colt.

“EEEEEK!” She shrieked as she leapt back.

“D-Deathstroke I wasn’t trying to do anything I swear!” She said as she quickly put her bath robe back on.

The colt simply got up and walked towards the door deathly silent.

“D-Deathstroke?” She called after the colt with worry only to be ignored.

As soon as he opened the door a group of guards just so happened to be walking by when they spotted him. They stared at him for a few seconds before realizing who he was.

One of them walked up to the colt.

“You’re Deathstroke.” The guard lieutenant said as she looked at the missing child poster in her hand.

“You’re going to have to come with-” The guard never finished her sentence as she fell to the ground knocked out. All twelve guards fell to the ground unconscious.

Twilight couldn’t believe how fast he moved. He was nothing but a blur. He just took down twelve royal guards like they were nothing.

The colt then darted down the dirt road and off into the distance without even looking back before Twilight could even react.

Luckily another group of guards came by and told the mare that they would take care of the knocked out guards.

Twilight walked back into the library shocked.

“Sweet Celestia, he took out those guards like they were nothing.” She said while putting a hand to her chest when a realization came to mind.

“Oh no! He must think that I’m some kind of pervert! He probably thinks that I was trying to take advantage of him when I fell on him when my bathrobe fell off!” She gasped.

“This is going to be a very weird letter to the princess. This night could not get any worse.” Twilight groaned only to find that the spike was standing at the top of the stairs. The little dragon’s eyes were wide in shock at what he saw.

“Spike! H-How long have standing there?” Twilight asked with horror.

“I walked in about the time you were naked and hugging Deathstroke’s face into your boobs... I saw e-everything.” He said with an embarrassed look on his face.

“S-Sorry about.” She said with embarrassment as her ears splayed back.

“Why were you naked and on top of Deathstroke?” Spike asked nervously causing Twilight to begin trying to stutter an answer out only to be too embarrassed to even form words.

“I-I think I get it.” The little drake said as a mischievous grin formed.

“Y-You do?” She asked.

“Yeah… You were trying to make whoopy with Deathstroke!” He said jokingly.

“WHAT! I WAS NOT TRYING TO DO ANYTHING LIKE THAT WITH HIM!” She shouted in panic and embarrassment.

“I know Twilight I was just joking with you.” He said with a laugh.

At that moment Twilight came to a realization.

“Wait a second…How do you know about sex? And why are you up so late?” Twilight said as she eyed the little drake.

“I…I…um.” Spike didn’t know what to say at all as he started to fidget nervously.

“Spike, I want an answer now.” She said as she walked up the steps towards him.

Luckily a letter was teleported in front of him that gave him a very good suggestion.

SPIKE IT’S ME DEADPOOL! TWILIGHT IS ONTO YOU! SHE’S GOING TO GO CHECK YOUR ROOM!

HIDE YOUR PORN!!! I REPEAT!!! HIDE YOUR PORN!!! THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!!

HIDE ALL YOUR PONY PORN!!!

The little drake quickly grabbed the letter out of the air and shoved it into the pockets of his cargo pants before taking off and running to his room.

Twilight bolted after the 11 year old drake at full speed.

“Spike get back here!” She screamed.

“No!” The little drake screamed as he ran into his room and slammed the door shut. Locking it behind him just before Twilight reaches the door. She starts pounding on the door.

Spike quickly ran to his bed and pulled out a few magazines that he was hiding. On the magazines it said ‘Playcolt’ in big bold letters on the cover.

The baby dragon frantically looked around the room for a place to hide his magazines.

“Spike! Open this door NOW!” Twilight shouted as her pounding on the door increased.

Spike was beginning to panic only for another letter from Deadpool to appear in front of him again along with some plastic zip lock baggies.

SPIKE! PUT YOUR PORN IN THESE PLASTIC BAGS AND HIDE THEM INSIDE OF THE TANK THAT’S BEHIND THE TOILET!

Spike quickly dropped the letter and did what he was told. Unfortunately he didn’t read the rest of the letter that read:

SPIKE, MAKE SURE TO BURN THIS LETTER SO TWILIGHT DOESN’T FIND OUT!

The young drake quickly ran out of the bathroom only to jump underneath the bed and hide.

“She’ll never find me here…hopefully.” He said nervously.

Just at that moment Twilight used her magic and teleported into the room.

“Spike, where are you?” Twilight asked in a frustrated tone as her eyes scanned the room.

Her eyes fell to the letter on the floor. She picked it up and read it.

“Crap! I forgot to grab the letter!” He mentally cried.

Twilight walked over to the bathroom and found the magazines right were the letter said they would be.

When Twilight opened up the bags and pulled out the magazines with her magic, she gasped. She skimmed through the magazines and couldn’t believe what she was seeing.

The magazine was filled with pictures of beautiful mares that were completely naked and in suggestive positions. Some even wore naughty lingerie. Twilight could feel herself getting a little hot under the collar. Like most mares in equestrian, Twilight Sparkle was bisexual due to the lack of stallions. Needless to say that these magazines got her a little riled up.

She quickly snapped out of her stupor. She quickly turned around only to see Spike trying to make a run for the door. Just as he was about to reach the door he found himself surrounded by a purple aura which pulled him back into the room and sat him down on the bed.

“Spike… We need to talk.” The mare said with a serious expression.

“O-Ok.” He said shaking with fear.

Twilight saw this and it broke her heart as she saw the baby dragon so frightened to talk to her about, albeit a very embarrassing subject. Twilight considered Spike her son.

“Spike look at me.” She said softly as she cupped his chin gently and pulled his gaze to her.

“I will admit that this is a very… surprising discovery.” She said as she looked at the magazines again.

“I’m happy you find ponies attractive. But this is very inappropriate material for a little one such as yourself to be reading.” Twilight said as Spike’s face became beet red in embarrassment.

“You can talk to me about anything. I won’t judge you. I promise.” The mare said as she hugged the little dragon tightly.

“Thanks mo-Twilight.” Spike said trying to cover up his slip up.

“It’s okay, you can say it.” Twilight said with a gentle smile.

“Thanks...m-mom. It really means a lot to me.” He said with a smile as he hugged Twilight even tighter.

“But that still doesn’t mean you’re off the hook young colt.” She said causing Spike to groan.

“Spike… Do you know where babies come from?” She asked nervously.

“Yeah. The stork brings them.” He said innocently.

“That’s not h-how it works Spike. I guess I’m going to have to give you the ‘talk’.” She said.

“What’s the ‘talk’?” He asked with confusion.

“I’ll go get some diagrams.” She said as she went to get changed and begin explaining the miracle of life.

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*Day 6*

Deathstroke and Deadpool were sitting in a circle outside of the school with the other students as show and tell was taking place. For some reason Spike had a horrified expression on his face the entire day.

“That’s why my herd mommy, Dolly Weaver made this dolly just for me! That’s why it’s so special to me!” A little filly said with a heavy lisp as she hugged the doll to her chest tightly with a gigantic smile.

“That’s very sweet Peppermint Twist. I’m glad that your herd mother made you that doll out of love.” Cheerilee said as Peppermint Twist walked back to her spot in the circle and sat down.

“Okay, next up for show and tell is Deathstroke.” The teacher said.

“I am not doing this.” Deathstroke grumbled.

“Don’t be shy Deathstroke. Why don’t you tell us what your cutie mark means?” Cheerilee said as she tried to get Deathstroke to participate.

“Are those swords real?” A little colt asked.

“Of course they’re not.” Cheerilee said with a kind laugh. There was no way a colt his age could get his hands on weapons like that. The first day Deathstroke and his brother came to class, she made it clear that she didn’t want him to bring such dangerous objects to school. She didn’t know what that metal object he had that day but it made a loud bang noise every time he shot it at Deadpool.

Besides, she had no problem with her students bringing toys to class as long as they didn’t disrupt class.

As the students kept begging for Deathstroke to show him if his weapons were real, he finally gave in, if only to get them to quiet down.

Deathstroke got up and looked around for a moment.

“They want a show then I’ll give them a show.” He muttered.

“Got any targets?” He asked which confused the teacher.

“I got you covered.” Deadpool said as he pointed to a bunch of targets that were already set up.

Cheerilee had no idea how those got there but she saw Deathstroke get up and walked over to the targets. She figured that Deathstroke’s cutie mark had to do with accuracy so the targets made sense.

As Cheerilee along with her students watched the colt start walking by targets. Without stopping he pulled out a throwing knife from a pouch and with a flick of his wrist he the knife found it’s mark in the middle of the target. Hitting the bullseye perfectly in the middle. The knife sticking halfway out of the other side of the target.

The young colt kept walking and throwing knives into the targets. Hitting a bull's-eye every single time.

Then out of nowhere targets popped up out of nowhere. Some of them were moving targets. The colt upped his speed and began hurling a flurry of knives at all of the targets. All of them looked like they were pin cushions but for knives instead of needles.

Miss Cheerilee’s jaw practically hit the ground in astonishment.

At that point the colt ran towards a bunch of targets that were made to look like royal guard members, they even had the same armor that the royal guards wore. In a flash the colt moved so fast that she never even saw him draw his swords. He stood there for a few seconds before sheathing the swords onto his back and proceeded to collect all of his throwing knives then walk back to the circle of colts and fillies then proceeded to sit down.

Before Cheerilee could say anything the targets exploded into nothing but sliced up pieces of wood and armor.

All of the colts and fillies began cheering at the display while their teacher could only stare at what she saw speechlessly.

She quickly shook herself out of her shock and quickly walked up to the little mercenary.

“Deathstroke, while that was very impressive, weapons are not allowed on school grounds. I thought those were toys.” She said.

“Well they weren’t.” He said with a sneer.

“Well I can’t allow you to have them on school grounds. Same goes for your brother.” She said. But as she looked into the colt’s eyes, he gave her glare that actually made her very nervous.

“Look, I’ll let it slide this time. But please do not bring them on school grounds. Can you at least do that for me?” She pleaded, she was actually feeling nervous with how proficient Deathstroke was with weapons.

“Fine.” He replied. He had no problem with this request since it was very easy for him to hide his weapons and still have them on his being.

“Thank you Deathstroke.” She said as she looked back at her students who were happy to have show-and-tell outside for a change. The young mare decided to call on Deadpool next.

“Deadpool, you’re up next.” She said with a smile.

“Is it all right if I show off my awesome sexy dance moves?” He asked Cheerilee.

“Um...Sure.” Cheerilee said.

“Woo hoo!” Deadpool shouts as he jumps up.

“I bet you can’t even dance.” The voice of Diamond Tiara.

Deadpool immediately froze in place. He slowly turned around and faced the snobbish filly.

“YOU DARE DOUBT THE SEXIENESS THAT IS DEADPOOL!” The colt shouted.

“Please! I could dance circles around you!” Diamond Tiara shouted. Deadpool could only laugh as he saw that she was wearing Deathstroke’s eye patch over her bruised eye.

“Ha, you look just like Deathstroke!” He said with a laugh.

“Also, you can’t beat me when it comes to dancing.” He added.

“Yes I can! My daddy put me in ballet when I was 5. I’ve been taking it ever since.” She said with a huff.

“Please. I was on Soul Train! Besides, I’ve been dancing since I was your age.” He said which confused her.

“But if you want do this then go head.” He said as he pulled out his iPhone and played some music that would be fit for Diamond Tiara to dance to.

“Ladies first.” He said with a cocky grin.

Diamond Tiara began to dance using her ballet skills that she honed over the years. Her movements were so graceful that it looked almost as if she were gliding across the ground. After three minutes the song ended.

The whole class clapped for the little filly.

“Beat that.” She said as her and Silver Spoon began laughing.

He pulled a black hat out of nowhere and put it on his head.

“Not bad. Not bad at all. But let me show you what real dancing looks likes.” He said with a cocky laugh just as the next song.

(Deadpool's dance)

When the song ended, Miss Cheerilee along with the entire class were clapping for the colt. Cheerilee was amazed that such a little colt could learn to dance like that.

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon stood there slacked jaw at what they saw.

“That’s how you dance.” Deadpool said with a snap of his fingers.

“Alright class, it’s time to head back inside.” The teacher called out.

As the class made it back inside, the class was told that they would be watching a live international news broadcast of an interview with the Princess herself and some discussion about Equestrian politics with other countries. As Miss Cheerilee brought out a television set, she set it on the channel and turned up the volume.

“And on today’s new we are here with Princess Celestia herself at Canterlot Castle.” A female news reporter said as the TV showed the reporter standing right next to Celestia herself as they stood in a giant hallway inside of the castle.

Deathstroke felt his eyes dropping little by little as he felt the effects of yesterday hitting him. He didn’t give a rat’s about what some princess or politician said on international television. Quite frankly he was surprised by the fact that this world even had television.

The young mercenary started to nod off at his desk. He closed his eye and drifted sleep. After a while he felt someone nudge.

Deathstroke saw Spike trying to get his attention. He began pointing to the TV.

Deathstroke turned his attention to the broadcast. He was glad that Spike woke him up because on the screen was the reporter asking about a very interesting topic.

“Word on the street is that there are two alicorn colts that are running around unsupervised.” The princess looked unnerved by the questioned. She was surprised by the fact the public knew about Deathstroke and Deadpool. She needed to think fast otherwise this could have a political backlash.

She could still pass this off as rumor. But if it was confirmed then a lot of other nations would be asking about the colts and be wanting to meet them and even wanting to arrange marriages. Not to mention the nobles.

“Oh god the nobles would have a field day with them!” Celestia thought to herself.

There would be nonstop efforts to set up arranged marriages with the colts so they could gain power. She could not stand how most of the nobles thought they were entitled to everything. The nobles would no doubt try and manipulate the colts if they found out. She managed to keep Blue Blood silent on the matter. When he recovered from his injuries she would think of a suitable punishment for him. Hopefully he would learn his lesson this time. After what Deadpool did to him. She was sure Blueblood was going to change his attitude form now on.

“I’ll just say that these are nothing but rumors for now. Once I find the colts and get them to safety I’ll introduce them to the world and tell them that I was wrong about the rumors.” She thought to herself.

“Oh yes there have been some rumors about that but that’s all they are, just rumors. I have checked into these rumors and I assure you that I have the situation under control.” She said confidently.

“Bullshit. You can’t even find us.” Deathstroke muttered to himself.

Deathstroke looked around the room for a moment, checking to see if Ms. Cheerilee was in the room and saw the broadcast. Thankfully she wasn’t. She stepped out of the room to go to the bathroom.

But at that moment Ms. Cheerilee came back into the room. She looked around the room and noticed something missing.

“Deathstroke? Where’s Deadpool?” She asked.

Deathstroke quickly turned around and saw that Deadpool was no longer in his desk.

“Oh no.” Was all he could say as he turned back to the TV. What he saw made him seethe with rage and dread.

On an international news broadcast on live television was Deadpool in the background flashing a psychotic grin, waving at everypony that was watching like a jackass. Neither the reporter nor Celestia was aware of the alicorn colt standing behind them in the background for the whole world to see.

Deadpool held up a sign that read:

DON’T YOU BELIEVE IT!

SHE’S JUST TRYING TO HIDE THE FACT THAT A COUPLE OF FOALS HAVE BEEN OUT SMARTING HER AND HER GUARDS. SHE HASN’T BEEN ABLE TO FIND US AT ALL!

Deadpool then tossed the sign to the side and ran off screen.

He then came on camera, back flipping across the hallway only to go off camera again.

The third time he came back on camera he was running from a group of guardsmares that were chasing him.

Neither the princess nor the reporter heard the commotion due to the sound proofing bubble that was around them for the interview.

The group of guardsmares along with some maids appeared on camera again but this time they were in nothing but their surprisingly very skimpy underwear due to the colt having their armor and cloths in his hand which he then tossed to the side. He looked at the camera and wiggled his eyebrows before doing a loud wolf call and resuming his chase.

The colt then ran back on screen with a handful of ladies lingerie that obviously belonged to the guards and maids and then threw it high into the air. Making it rain sexy underwear and lingerie everywhere.

“So you’re saying that without a doubt that there are no alicorn colts running about or even in existence?” The reporter asked Princess Celestia.

“No.” Celestia answered.

The young alicorn colt then jumped up on a desk and began tap dancing on it.

“Hypothetically speaking, how would that would effect Equestria if there were two baby male alicorns?” The news reporter asked Celestia.

“It would have a major impact on Equestria. The two would need to be found and protected due to their age and rarity. Their potential alone if nurtured properly could shape the future of Equestria.” Celestia explained.

Deadpool pulled a superman cape out of nowhere and put it on and took a running start and leapt into the air and flapped his wings as hard as he could. He shot across the giant hallway and crashed somewhere off screen. A helmet from a suit of armor that he crashed onto rolled on the ground in front of the shot. When Deadpool came back on screen he was seen repeatedly punching a male guard over and over.

Deathstroke jumped up out of his desk in pure rage. He had no idea how to get Deadpool out of there. He had just made them known to the whole damn world. He turned to see the whole class along laughing and giggling at Deadpool’s wacky antics.

Cheerilee on the other hand was speechless. Her mouth was hanging open.

But at that moment an idea popped into Deathstroke’s head on how he could get Deadpool back out of there before he fucked up things even worse.

He reached into his armor and pulled out a black leather bound journal. It was a personal journal he had created on his research of black magic he created during his time fighting the teen titans. When he found the page he was looking for he studied it for a few seconds before closing it and putting it back in his armor.

“This is a long shot, but it just might work.” He growled as he walked over to the chalk board and quickly erased the day’s lessons. He quickly drew an arcane circle on the chalk board in chalk and drew his combat knife. Before Cheerilee could even stop him, Deathstroke sliced his hand wide open and pressed his now bloody hand on the arcane circle.

The chalk circle began to glow a deep purple glow that filled the entire school house. The disappeared a bright flash of purple light.

In the same hallway where Deadpool was at, appeared in a bright flash of light. Deathstroke charged Deadpool and tackled him in rage only for Deadpool roll with the attack and end up on top of Deathstroke and began wailing on him. Deathstroke kicked the insane assassin off of him. When he got back up he felt dizzy all of a sudden. He had to stabilize himself by keeping a hand on the wall.

The arcane circle took a lot of energy out of him. He was already exhausted as it was from fixing his healing factor yesterday.

Deadpool took advantage of the moment and tackled Deathstroke and teleported the two of them away.

Neither the reporter nor Princess Celestia saw what had just taken place.

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Rarity was taking a break from just finishing up a huge order of dresses as she sat on her porch on such a beautiful day. She was a week ahead of schedule which left her with plenty of time to sit back and relax.

The cool breeze felt good as it slowly caressed her face as she felt her eyes slowly close from exhaustion.

As she was just about to fall asleep she saw Deadpool and Deathstroke teleport right front of Carousel Boutique.

The two fighting each other with everything they had but Deathstroke appeared to be having trouble. He looked as if he were about to collapse from exhaustion.

Deadpool kicked Deathstroke backwards causing him to fall onto his back.

Deadpool leapt through the air drawing his sword, preparing to run Deatstroke through. But black alicorn still had a trick up his sleeve. He had quickly drew a symbol on the back of his left hand with his own blood earlier as he went through the portal.

He held up his left hand at Deadpool. The bloody symbol lit up.

Rarity had leapt up and flared up her magic in her horn, ready to restrain Deadpool with her magic if need be.

But at that moment out of nowhere a giant skeletal hand came out of the ground of a black portal with similar symbols as the one Deathstroke drew on his hand.

The hand quickly grabbed Deadpool just as his blade was about to connect with Deathstroke.

When it grabbed him. Deathstroke began to act like he had something in his hand that he was smashing into the ground over and over again. The hand copied the motion and repeatedly copied the motion.

The crunching sounds of bones could be heard as the little colt was repeatedly slammed into the ground over and over again.

After a few more slams the skeleton hand disappeared as it dropped Deadpool to the ground in a broken pile.

Rarity was terrified but she shook off her fear and ran to the little colt but before she could reach him he leapt back up as if nothing had happen.

“Hah, I can’t believe that you were able to actually do that! I will admit that was pretty cool! But the problem with using black magic like that is that it uses up a lot of energy. Especially after yesterday’s incident. Yeah that’s right. I knew the whole time. You look like you can barely stand up.” He said just as Deathstroke fell to his knees.

“Hah, see what I mean?” He said right before teleporting away.

Deathstroke was in a cold sweat due to the overexertion.

He was surprised that he was even able to use black magic like that. He only tried it out on a hunch. That fact that it worked was surprising to him. The times he did use arcane circles they never did have that type of effect at all before. Was it because of this world or because of his new form? He didn’t know. But he did know one thing. He wanted to strangle Deadpool with his own intestines.

“My word! Deathstroke what do you think you’re doing!” She said as she ran to him.

When she saw him, his fur was matted with sweat and he looked like he was going to pass out on right there.

“Deathstroke are you alright?” She asked him with worry.

The colt gave no answer as he got up and tried to walk off only to fall down again. Rarity helped him up and guided him into her boutique as and laid him down on her signature fainting couch.

Deathstroke’s vision faded out as he passed out from exhaustion.

The colt slowly awoke a few hours later when he with the feeling of something cool wrapped around his forehead and horn. It was very cool and refreshing.

As he sat up he reached up to see what was on his forehead. He pulled a wash cloth off of his head.

At that moment Rarity walked into the room and rewrapped the cool wash cloth around his forehead and horn.

“What are you-”

“Shhh... You need to rest.” She said to the colt as she handed him a glass of water which he hesitantly took and gulped down.

“Why are you helping me?” He grunted. This was the third time that this happened.

“Because it’s the right thing to do. Besides, you’re a little colt that needed help.” Deathstroke rolled his eye in annoyance.

“I must say that was an amazing yet terrifying display of magic. I’m guessing that was that black magic you were talking about?” Rarity asked the colt.

“Yeah.” He said.

Rarity shivered at what he said. The thought of such magic even existing was scary.

“Why am I always ending up in these situations as of lately…Don’t tell me this is my life.” He thought.

“Why do you do these things to yourself?” She asked.

The colt just raised an eyebrow in confusion.

“Why do you run from us? Why do you live out in the wilderness with just your brother in such a dangerous and horrid forest?” She asked.

“A little dirt never hurt anyone.” The young colt said.

“Anypony.”

“Any what?”

“It’s pronounced ‘anypony’ darling.” Rarity said.

“Oh my God.” Deathstroke sighed as he massaged the temples of his head.

“It’s days like this that I wish that Adeline actually succeeded in killing me instead of just shooting my eye out.” He groaned.

“Y-Yes... Twilight told me about your…Wife, and what she did to you darling.” She said treading carefully on the touchy subject.

“Of course she would tell you all.” He sarcastically remarked.

“Twilight was quite worried that she scared you when she fell on top of you.” She said.

“Why would she think that it was a good idea to tell you that is beyond me.”

“She also sent a letter to the princess about it.” She said.

Deathstroke could only face palm at Twilight’s need to report everything.

“But I am serious. Why do you do this to yourself darling? Why don’t you let us help you?” She asked only for the colt to remain silent.

“You could have a fresh start. I don’t know anything about you really other than that you can fight and that you said you’re a mercenary. But that is no job for a colt you’re age.” She said with what Deathstroke could only describe as genuine worry.

A fresh start. Those words echoed through Deathstroke’s head. He had a job to do. A fresh start was just something that quite honestly made no sense to him. There was no way to truly have a fresh start, he was who he was. He is what he is and there was no changing that, no changing his past.

The colt got up and noticed that he was down to his under clothing.

“Where’s my armor and weapons?” He asked.

“Oh, I saw that they were dirty and scuffed so I cleaned them up for you.” She said as she took him to the armor.

When Deathstroke saw his armor he could believe how good his armor looked. It looked good as new. All of the dents and cut in it were fixed.

“I don’t know anything about fixing armor or the sort. But I like to think I did an amazing job.” She said with pride.

“I’ll say. It looks as good as new. Thanks.” He said with a hint of surprise.

“Why thank you darling.” She said as the colt put his armor and weapons back on.

“I must say that for a colt you are far more fit than any stallion I’ve ever seen.” Rarity said.

“My life kind of depends on me staying in shape when it comes to my line of work.” He said emotionlessly.

“Where are you going?” Rarity asked with concern.

“I’m leaving.” He said as he walked towards the door.

The young colt walked out of the room only for the white mare to chase after him.

“Wait, you can’t leave! It’s dangerous for you to be out in the Everfree forest all by yourself!” She pleaded.

“I killed every single one of the things that were trying to kill me in there. Now the predators in the forest stay clear of me.” He said in annoyance.

But Rarity didn’t give up.

“Well at least let me make you something to wear!” She pleaded.

“I’m fine with my armor.” He said as he continued his way towards the door.

“But wouldn’t it make much more sense to have an extra set of clothing so you can walk around without drawing attention to yourself!” She quickly added.

This caused Deathstroke to stop for a moment. She did have a point.

“It would make it less likely for anypony to find me…Did I just say anypony?”

“Excellent choice darling! Let’s get to work!” Rarity said as she quickly dragged the colt across the boutique and to her work area.

“I just need to get some measurements first.” She said to which he nodded and took off his armor and weapons as well as his under clothing.

Rarity was facing away at the time as she grabbed her measuring tape. When she turned around she saw the colt in his boxers. She froze for a moment.

She saw a colt that had numerous scars all over his body. She looked at the scars of slashes, stab, bullet, explosion, and blasts from meta-humans. The young mare put a hand to her mouth in shock.

“Is there a problem?”

Rarity was snapped out of her shock as she heard the one-eyed colt speak.

“Oh, I’m so sorry about that darling. I didn’t mean to stare at you like that. That was very unladylike thing to do.” She said as she quickly began to take the young colt’s measurements.

“Soooo…” Rarity said as she measured the colt’s waist line.

“You’re going to ask about the scars aren’t you?” He said with annoyance.

“Yes.” She said sheepishly.

“I got them from multiple wars. Let’s leave it at that.” He said with a sense of finality.

Though Rarity loved to gossip, she saw that this was not a normal chat amongst friends or news on what was going around town. This was a colt with a terrible horrific past. The fact that he had claimed to see war was very disturbing. She could see it in his eye that he was telling the truth. His eyes or in this case his one good eye appeared to be that of a very tired colt. One who had seen far too much in his life time. She was not going to pester the young colt. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt anypony’s feelings.

“I understand. I won’t pester you about it. Besides darling, your past is your past and I respect that. But if you ever want somepony to talk to you can always come to me. I’m always happy to help out a friend.” She said with a smile.

Deathstroke did not say anything. What used did he have for friends. Most of those he had called friends had either stabbed him in the back or died. But he did like the fact that this mare, Rarity respected his wishes. Quite frankly he figured that she would be bugging him about trying to find out more from him. But she just kept working silently as she took his measurements.

She walked off to grab something, as she did he couldn’t help but notice how her hips and swayed in a very seductive way. He could tell that she wasn’t doing it purposely and that was the way that she just naturally walked. None the less, it got his attention as he stared at her perfect ass.

Rarity came back shortly but dropped her red working glasses that she always wore whenever she worked on her designs and outfits. When she bent down to grab it she unknowingly gave him a peak at her voluptuous breasts.

“So, how’s your brother?” She asked the colt, snapping him out of his trance.

“Have you seen the news?”

“No, why?” Rarity asked.

“I think your Princess is going to have her work cut out for her.” He said which just confused the mare.

When she finished taking the colt’s measurements. She wrote down everything in her notepad.

“What type of clothing would you like darling?” She asked.

“Something with a hood that I can hide my face with. Something dark preferably.” He said.

“Very well darling, I must say you pull off the whole dark and mysterious look very well.” She said happily.

The colt said nothing as the mare got to work. As she worked on making the outfit she began to make conversation.

“I must say that I am quite surprised that you and my sister and her friends managed to find such precious gems. Those gems are all worth a fortune.” She said as she was making the colt’s clothing on her sewing machine.

“It must make things easier financially around here for you and your sister.” He said.

“I make more than enough money with my work darling. Rainbow Dash, Applejack, and I have all made sure that we put the fillies’ money in a savings account for them. We all agreed that they should have a college fund saved up for them. With that much money they could each go to college a few times over with multiple degrees. That money is theirs. All we ask is for them to get educations before they go nuts using it.” She said.

“A very smart move.” He said slightly surprised at her foresight, but he didn’t show it.

“But we did make sure that they had some spending money from it. Needless to say that the girls have been going nuts with it.” Rarity laughed at the last part.

“Oh yeah, what are they doing with it?” He asked out of boredom.

“What any foal does. Buying toys and video games and eating a lot of junk food and candy. Going to arcades and things like that.” She said with a smile.

“Makes sense.” He said.

“Tell me darling, how are you and your brother?” She asked.

“I’m going to kill Deadpool, does that answer your question?” He said which made the mare gasp.

“I understand that he may give you a hard time but he is still your brother! I agree that what happened outside was uncalled for, but that still doesn’t mean that violence is the answer!” She gasped. He gave her an ‘are you serious?’ look.

As the conversation moved forward Rarity tried to see if she could get the colt to open up.

“I must say I can’t help but wonder what your brother is doing. I mean he just left so suddenly after you both fought. I hope he isn’t doing anything dangerous.” She said with concern.

“He’s probably being an idiot.” Deathstroke said with annoyance.

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*Meanwhile*

Deadpool was back at the campsite as he made a giant chimichanga by hand.

“THIS IS MY CHIMICHANGA! THERE ARE MANY LIKE IT BUT THIS ONE IS MY OWN! WITHOUT ME IT IS USELESS! WITHOUT IT I AM USELESS!” The colt screamed as he finished making the chimichanga just as a giant manticore came out of the brush and growled at him

“SHUT UP!” Deadpool screamed at the manticore causing it to whimper and flee in terror as the colt began eating the chimichanga.

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“He can’t be that bad.” She said as she thought about everything that had previously happened when Deadpool was involved.

“On second thought darling, I take that back.” Rarity said with a sheepish grin.

As Rarity put the finishing touches on the young colt’s outfit she did a quick once over on the new set of clothing.

When she was satisfied with her work she handed them to the young colt.

As Deathstroke examined the clothing in his hands. A pair of grey cargo pants along with a black t-shirt along with a black hoodie that had a hole for his horn. Hell she even made him some extra underwear. The clothing had Rarity’s cutie mark sewn on it. He had to admit that her craftsmanship was remarkable. This was better than anything he had ever seen. The best part was that he could wear it over his armor and no one would ever know that he had his armor on underneath.

“This is amazing Rarity. It’s better than anything that I’ve ever seen before.” He said absentmindedly. He only then realized what he just said.

“Oh thank you darling!” She said as she wrapped the colt into a tight hug.

After she released him, he walked behind a changing screen to change.

As Rarity waited for the colt she couldn’t help but think about how this strange colt came to be here.

She remembered how the two colts fell from the sky. She was so worried for the little colts. She couldn’t see why the two of them tried to kill each other.

As she waited she couldn’t help but think about how the poor colt acted so cold towards everypony he came across.

She was extremely perplexed by how he was so built. For a colt his age he was muscular but not too muscular to where it looked disturbing. She couldn’t help but wonder who would force a mere foal to undergo such training. Not mention the scars that covered his body.

“Whoever it was must have put him through pure tarturas.” She thought to herself.

Rarity didn’t know why but something inside of her compelled to watch over the colt.

“This little colt needs me, it is my job. Neigh! My duty! To help this little colt in any way that I can!” She declared.

Deathstoke came out from behind the changing screen and stepped in front of one of Rarity’s giant mirrors.

He looked himself over in the mirror as he wore his new outfit.

“This is perfect… You really are a master of your trade.” He said.

“Oh! Why thank you darling.” She said with happiness and glee.

“How much do I owe you?” He asked as he changed back into his armor and then put his new clothing on over his armor.

“Oh you don’t owe me anything darling. I did this because I wanted too.” She said with a kind and caring smile.

“Thanks.” He said before he made his way to the door.

“Deathstroke.” Rarity called.

“Hm?” He turned around.

“You forgot this.” She said as she held up his cell phone.

He completely forgot that he even had his cellphone on him. He highly doubted that his phone would work in this world considering how technologically behind this world was.

“I put my cell phone number in here for you.” She said as she dialed her number in her phone. Rarity’s phone rang to which she pulled it out and went into her call log and added Deathstroke as a contact.

“And now I have you’re number.” She said with a smile.

“Apparently this world is not as behind in technology as I thought.” He said.

“Please call or text me if you ever just want to talk or anything like that darling.” She said with a kind smile.

“…I have the strangest feeling that you are going to text and call me nonstop if I don’t.” He said.

“Yes I will darling.” Rarity said in a sing song voice right before she walked up to the young colt and kissed him on the forehead, right under his horn. This was something her mother used to do for her when she was just a little filly whenever she had a bad day.

“Alright.” He grumbled. He said as he walked out of the boutigue.

As he walked off he took one last look at the Rarity’s swaying hips and ass. He found himself in a sort of trance. All he could focus on was the sway of her luscious ass and her elegant form. Her baby making hips. Everything about her was elegant.

He quickly shook his head as he snapped himself out of his trance.

“What the hell am I thinking!” He said to himself as he walked out the door and into town.

He pulled his hood over his head.

“Get your shit together man! The chances of me falling in love with these girls is likely as me falling in love with a tree hugging hippie. It’s never going to happen.” He said as he walked back to the forest.

At that moment Twilight Sparkle ran past him screaming.

“WHERE THE HELL ARE THOSE TWO!!!” Twilight screamed as she let a trail of smoke as she ran around Ponyville searching for him and Deadpool. She didn’t recognize Deathstroke thanks to his new clothing.

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“My Queen, no matter how many of our spies we send in they can’t seem to even come close to capturing the two colts. They always wind up dead.” Chrysalis’s top general said.

Chrysalis thought for a moment. Time was her enemy here. She had to get those colts before Celestia did otherwise her plans for conquering Equestria were shot to hell.

“It seems we have no choice but to invade.” She said.

“What!” The general was taken aback.

“We need to find those colts and fast.” She said.

“Forgive me my Queen for asking but what is the reason for such urgency.” He asked.

“Simple, according to ancient tomes male alicorns are able to imprint onto others by instinct. This creates a bond that is unbreakable.”

“Do you mean to tell me that they basically fall in love with everypony?” He asked.

“No, they only fall in love with a very select few, they only fall in love with those that they imprint on. If I can somehow get them and bring them here then I can make them imprint onto me. If I can do this then I can command them to fight and even train an even better army for me.” She said with an evil grin.

“And best of all. I can breed them. I’ll give birth to even stronger warriors!” She said as she licked her lips and chuckled evilly.

The changeling general could only shiver at her disturbing plan. But he did not question his orders.

“We managed to get a hold of some of the DNA samples that the Ponyville Hospital had of Deathstroke and Deadpool.” He said as he handed her the two vials of DNA which she grabbed.

“Excellent. I have an idea of what I could use those for.” She said as he bared her fangs in a grin.

The general tilted his head in confusion.

“Let’s just say that it never hurts to have a backup plan.” She said with a wicked grin.

“What do you have plan my Queen?”

“My plan may very well get us more powerful warriors like those two colts.” Chrysalis said.

“Are you planning on cloning them my Queen?” He asked to which the changeling queen rolled her eyes.

“No, that is nothing but science fiction. For somepony so smart you can be a real idiot at times.” She said in annoyance.

“This plan will be our back up plan.” She said as she began to laugh manically which made the changeling general shiver in fear.

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*Night 7*

It was the weekend as Ms. Cheerilee walked down the dirt road. She couldn’t help but think about Deathstroke and Deadpool. The two colts had refused to say anything about their parents other than what she had already been told.

Everyday the two colts left the school as fast as they could without telling anypony about where they were going. The school teacher had been asking around about the two if they knew anything about the two colts. Very few ponies knew anything about them. One of the ponies she met however told her that they last saw the two heading towards the Everfree forest.

She was sure that they were mistaken, nopony in their right mind would go into that place. It was dark and scary. The clouds and weather moved on their own and the animals took care of themselves. Not to mention the predators that lurked in the forest as well.

She could see the edged of the forest as she walked back to her house. She paused for a moment wondering if they were actually in there. She could leave it up to chance. As a teacher it was her job to make sure that her students were safe.

She walked to the edge carefully, predators never came this far out of the forest but that still didn’t make her feel any better. As she got closer to the forest she heard voices.

“Come on Deathstroke! Why are you so angry?” Deadpool’s voice echoed throughout the woods.

“Because of what you did you son of a bitch!”

“Come on! I was just messing around on live TV!” Deadpool said.

“Get down here!” Deathstroke shouted in anger as Ms. Cheerilee walked towards the voices.

“No! You’re gonna hurt me!” Deadpool shouted.

“Your damn right I’m gonna hurt you!” Deathstroke shouted in anger. Cheerilee could hear the two colts’ voices getting louder as she saw got closer.

At that moment she heard what sounded like a colt falling from a tree and hitting the ground hard.

“Finally I can get some sleep.” She heard the voice said.

As she continued to walk she eventually came upon a campsite where Deadpool and Deathstroke were both trying to sleep in their own sleeping bags.

She looked around and saw that the colts had their school supplies and things sitting right next to them as they both laid next to a roaring fire.

“Sweet Celestia! Have you both been living here?!” Cheerilee gasped.

“Yes, yes we have.” Deadpool said as he shot up from his sleeping bag.

Deathstroke growled at Deadpool as he got up.

“Look at what you’re stupidity has done now. You gave away our position like I said you would.” Deathstroke said angrily.

“This is no time for arguing you two, I have no idea why you two are here by yourselves but I won’t let you be in such a dangerous place by yourselves.” She said as she walked over to the two colts.

“You two can stay at my place with me and we can sort this out over there.” She said as she grabbed both of the colts’ hands.

Before Deathstroke could say anything Deadpool teleported the three of them along with their stuff.

Ms. Cheerilee was caught off guard by the teleportation while Deathstroke just sighed.

“You know what? Fuck it! Just fuck it! After everything that has happened this week, I don’t give a rat’s ass anymore.” Deathstroke said as he face palmed.

Author's Note

Deathstroke is getting into some 'interesting' situations with Fluttershy, Rarity, and Twilight! It's kind of obvious that they are going to end up in a herd with him. But who would you all like to see in Deathstroke and Deadpool's herds.

I'll focus on Deadpool meeting other mares later on.

As you can see Deadpool and Pinkie are really hitting it off.

Also, what is Chrysalis's back up plan! You'll have to wait and find out!

One big thing I forgot to mention. Incase you were wondering, Deadpool and Deathstroke are tall compared to most colts and fillies their age. A lot of readers were wondering about that, ponies are similar in height to humans. Deathstroke and Deadpool are slightly taller due to being alicorns.

Also, a big shout out to Xinrick and qazse for helping me out with ideas for the story.

Also, another big shout out to my new editor HydraLightning!