My Little Madness: Has Nothing To Do With Spartans

I can say that I am honestly surprised at the positive reception to this.  Thanks, fans!  Now, about "ramping this shiz up"...

Luna readied her magic as the silhouette behind the door approached.  Her guards were flanking her, one on each side.  The figure reached the door, and it flew open, revealing a slightly battered figure with a large burn wound on its chest.  It was bipedal, and wrapped in some sort of black cloth.  It was carrying a strange metal object that it pointed at her.  A blast of flame erupted from the front of it, and a cry of pain was heard from one of her guards as the front of his neck exploded into a mess of vertebrae, muscle, and streaming red blood.

She unleashed her magic, a glob of pure energy flying at the thing, when the train suddenly flipped on its side, flinging the figure out of the way of her magic.  It began to run forward, balancing and dodging through the flying luggage as the train continued rolling.  Luna charged up another projectile as she grasped a safety rail with one of her wings, but the creature was too fast.  It leaped onto her head, grabbing her horn, and using it to swing himself around at her other guard, who was being tossed around like confetti.

Hank tackled the smaller surviving unicorn out of the air as the train finally stopped rolling, tossing them all to the floor, well, ceiling now that the car was flipped upside-down.  He yanked back on its horn while stomping on the back of its neck, separating its head from the rest of its body, leaving a bloody stump of forcibly torn tissues and raw, exposed bone.  Hank broke off the horn from the head, and flung the head at the larger pony.

Luna was utterly shocked.  Her two best guards had just been torn apart like soggy hay fries right in front of her.  What was this beast?  She unleashed her magic again, sure of her target, when it threw some kind of wet... AGH! It was the decapitated head of one of her guards!  Her attack hit it, disintegrating it in mid-air, revealing the bipedal creature right behind it, carrying the guard's horn.  Luna brought up a magic barrier using all of her remaining strength, and steadied herself for the impact.  He hit the shield, the horn penetrating it and leaving a spiderweb of cracks in it, but wedging in it.

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The Auditor led Crimson Shadow towards the wreck.  It was wonderfully convenient for their plans.  He sicced his toy on Hank's path, and melted into the ground, reforming back at his base.  This new slave was so independent... that might become a problem for him later.  But for now, it gave him time to continue his plans.

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Hank lifted himself over the barrier using the horn for a grip, and kicked the unicorn pegasus in the snout, breaking its focus.  He pulled out his pistol, and slapped it across its face, splitting the skin. Hank jammed the barrel of it into the wound, and twisted it.  It screamed it pain, and he pulled the trigger.  Click.  He had forgotten to reload, and his clip was empty.

Luna took the supposed moment of surprise the creature displayed to hit it in the face with her hooves, stumbling it.  She swung her front hooves down on it, hoping to incapacitate it.  It caught her hooves, and slid under her, knocking her back legs out, and she collapsed to the ground as it  rolled out of the way and got up.

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Crimson just had to follow the death.  He followed the trail of dead guards from the end of the train up to one of the furthest up cars, Princess Luna's.  He no longer cared for the Princesses, his top priority was stopping that mad thing.  He used his razor-sharp blade to slash the wedged door open, and entered.  The thing was standing over Princess Luna, holding his strange cannon to her head.  Crimson shot his tendril out, wrapping it around the thing's wrist.  He pulled, and the creature slid towards him.

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Hank rolled and grabbed the now broken off and extremely sharp unicorn horn from the ground that the shield had dropped earlier, and plunged it into the tendril grabbing his arm.  A viscous purple fluid flowed from it, and began to burn through the floor of the car.  Hank tore the tendril clean off from the corrupted unicorn, and rolled out of the car through a broken window.  A legion of Luna's guards were waiting for him.  12 of them in all, Hank reached for his gun, remembering that he had left it in the train, and that it was out of ammo anyways.  He would have to improvise.

He grabbed a loose rail tie, and rolled towards the nearest guard, striking his horn with the sturdy tie, snapping it off.  Hank grabbed it, and slashed the sharp and broken end across the pony's throat, killing it.  He turned to the next, and threw the horn, point first, into its eye.  Hank then grabbed another's mane, and pulled on it while flipping over the unicorn, snapping its neck.  He picked up the corpse, and tore its forelegs off, leaving sinewy stumps in their place.

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Crimson Shadow may not rever the Princess of the Night, but he still had a tinge of respect for her.  He allowed her to live, and crashed through a window.  Hank was again, decimating elite Royal Guards.  Crimson was flooded with memories, flooding him with power as well.  He charged at the creature, who was completely unaware.  It continued tearing through the guards, beating them down with the limbs of their own fallen!  Crimson was further flooded with outrage, and it needed some way to vent.  But due to the Auditor's tampering, it did so with uncontrollable magical spasms.

His blade began to form a large black aura around it, simultaneously forming one around the thing.  It was lifted into the air, and slammed through the rest of the guards, then smashed down into the earth, flung into the air, and thrown straight into the burning wreck of the engine.  The magic then began to focus on the fire itself, it grew, gaining intensity and heat, until gaining so much power, it couldn't contain it anymore, and the wreck burst into a gruesome fireball, ash and scraps flying through the air.

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The Auditor observed using the slave's one good eye, watching as he completed his mission.  He was far more powerful than the Auditor ever thought he could become.  He was a problem.  The Auditor began termination.

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Crimson Shadow felt the master's voice pounding in his head.  It was overwhelming, it felt like an aneurysm all throughout his head.  He was being flooded with his worst memories, and he knew he would be reliving them every moment he was still alive.  He took his tendril, and impaled himself through his other eye, brain, and out the other end of his skull, spilling chunks of brain matter and gore along the floor.

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Tricky approached the mess of limbs and innards with a sense of innate pride at whoever had caused it.  It was impressive.  But he knew who caused it.  And their time wasn't up just yet.  Oh, he had so much more planned for him.

"Hello, Hank.  Welcome back."  He said, and shot a lance of pure dark energy into Hank's burned, battered, and mutilated  body.  "Maybe you need a little... boost."  He continued, and poured even more energy into Hank's corpse.  The body rose, and began to shudder violently in the air, spasming into incomprehensible contortions, glowing with the power of chaos.  His arms began to morph, changing from massive blades, claws, and a large bladed whip.  His body began to morph, to one of the guards he had killed, to a 1337 agent, and back.  Tricky poured even more power, and Hank began to regenerate his body back.  His muscles began to ripple, veins glowing with power, and settling back.  Tricky decided it was enough.  He stopped his powers, and walked over to Hank.

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Hank slowly opened his eyes, and saw some sort of armored clown standing over him.  It laughed, and disappeared.  It dropped a note.

Catch me if you can!

~Tricky the Clown :D

Chapter Body Count: 7.  I guess I need more chaos.  Well, there's always a tomorrow!  Until nuclear apocalypse.  But its not like I'm going to instigate nuclear war just to get out of writing, right?  Hehehe...