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Chapter 3: Alpha Malus

I stormed out of the town and soon found myself back in the god forsaken forest. As soon as I looked around and realized what I had just done.

"What the fuck... Why did I just do that? I was about to get things straight!" I then gave an angry yell and shot a lightning bolt at a tree next to me, obliterating it.

"What the hell was with the free the innocent and eradicate the evil shit. I didn't even mean to say that! And why of all people did I quote Light Yagami?" I groaned angrily as I walked through the woods, turning another tree into small, yet smoldering ash size chunks with another lightning bolt.

"And why did I call myself Malus of all things? I don't even know what that name means yet have I ever heard of it!" I nearly shouted, blowing up a few more trees in my wake of anger and frustration. Then I suddenly stopped my rampage and began to think reasonably on what was going on.

"Yet... I feel that it was me, yet not. It has to me this freaking magic. It is messing with my mind." I concluded in thought, taking a few deep breaths, calming myself down before I destroyed this entire forest.

"Okay. I just told a baby dragon that I was basically going to liberate the world and form a group or something? My god, what did I get myself into?" I asked mentally to no one.

"And what the hell is with these mood swings I'm having? Fuck it. I'm blaming magic for this shit. Magic is what got me in this stupid world in the first place." I thought, noticing that my mood had been changing dramatically ever since I been in pony land.

"It doesn't matter now. I've ruined my chances with the gay ponies, that's for sure. So what do I do now?" I thought, thinking on what to do. I then began thinking on the most important matters at hand.

"I'm hungry, I need some more water, and I need to find somewhere safe to rest. But I also need information on... Well. Everything... Damn it."

"Aren't there other sentient creatures?" I asked randomly, then remembering another race in this world.

"Okay, there are some sort of biped dogs that eat gems. Gem Dog? No... I think they were... Diamond Dogs? Yeah, that right. They live underground and dig for rocks and stuff. I think I could be allies with them. Don't they live near the pony town?" I thought, remembering my sister showing me an episode that had the Diamond Dogs trying to enslave Rarity.

"I think I'll get alone with them just fine." I thought, making my way back and looking for a dig sight, hoping to find some allies.

And I found it. I had been scouting the edges of the forest for a few minutes and found a dirt flat area with a few lumps of dirt hills. In the middle of this dig site, was a big, dark, hole.

"Well, let's see if anyone is home." I said, then sliding myself down the hole. I slid down the bumpy hole and soon enough, I found myself in a network of caves. Luckily, the sealing was twice my height, so I could walk around at full height. I began to hear some screams coming down from one of the tunnels. I began to jog down the tunnel and found something I did not expect. There was a tall gray and brown Minotaur with a long whip in his overdosed steroid hands and a huge steal battle ax that looked like it was from Skyrim hung on his muscular back.

"You call that a good amount of gems!? You dumb dogs work faster if you want to live!" yelled the bull man thing, cracking his whip onto an old gray dog that had multiple scars on his old bent back. That alone pissed me off, but then I began to become fully enraged when I began to see visions... Vision of the past. Visions of him whipping and torturing Diamond Dogs till near death for outrageous reasons. Some even for fun. It was as if I was looking into his soul's sins in the blink of an eye. That is when my mind snapped again, soon feeling my blood boil and magic lighting up in my hands.

"Stop." I said deeply and loud enough for everyone to hear. This gain all of the dogs and the monster's attention.

"What is this? Why does it interrupt me!?" He asked in rage.

"You are going to drop that whip, apologize to every Diamond Dogs that you have hurt, and pay back all the wrongs you have done to them. After that you are going to leave quietly and never return. If not..." I said through gritted teeth, then electric blue lightning forming in my hands.

"I am going to beat the living shit out of you till your a bloody mess. Then I'll give you pain like no other could give that you couldn't even comprehend it. And while you are begging for forgiveness and wanting to to die, I'll heal you body back to normal. But that won't be it. I'll then slowly tear you body apart at molecular levels. And right as you give up and accept you wrongs, I'll chop off your head and mount it on my wall as an example of those that of evil will suffer my wrath." He had a look of rage and was about to defend himself, but I kept talking.

"Also, I'll skin your corpse, clean your blood matted fur and turn you into a rug to relax my feet on. The rest of your bloody body will be gutted like a fish and made into a meal for me to dine on tonight. The rest of you entrails will be grained into a fine blood wine to drink and you bones will decorate my new throne." I finished darkly. And I had just traveled to the point of no return. I think he would have fought me head on if I hadn't described what I'll do to his dead body.

"What the HELL! why am I saying this!? Am I asking to die!" I asked myself mentally. It was as if i was imprisoned in my own body as my rage. But man, the look on his face was of disgust and utter fear from hearing something that should only come from the craziest of psychopathic killers. His eyes widen and was a bit horrified, realizing that I was dead serious as I walked up to him looking up and staring him dead in the eye.

"What in Tartarus are you?" he asked in a shock and horrified voice.

"Tartarus got nothing on me. They got their reputation from me." I hissed, my voice becoming that of the same damn demon that sent me here.

"So, what will it be?" I asked, standing right in front of him and into his eyes, noticing something. Courage. Then suddenly, a feeling of something cold in my chest struck my attention. I looked down to see the hilt of a big dagger stuck in my chest. I stepped back a few steps in shock.

"Die demon!" He yelled. I looked up to see the Minotaur grabbing his battle ax

"No... " I whispered, losing my sanity that very moment.

"No, NO! You shall die!" I yelled, sounding just like Darth Sidious himself! He was about to bring the ax down until I shot him with a huge blast of lightning into his abdomen sending him a few meters back. He landed on his back, gasping from the intense burns on his steroid pumped six pack. He had lost his ax from the blast and was frantically looking for it.

"You shall know pain like no other." I said darkly and bit raspy. I then began to shoot dozens of thin strains of lightning, making sure to hit every nerve possible on his body. I began to see more of his sins and I shot volts after volts into his body. His mussels were flexing and twitching uncontrollably, soon freezing up from the amount of volts that were passing through his body. His body was burning hot as his blood was literally steaming out of his crisp wounds. His screams of pure agonizing pain became gasps of survival, begging for air as he was unable to breath properly. He soon was beginning to lose consciousness from lack of oxygen.

"Your time to die has not come, yet." I said demonically. I then quickly forcing restoration spells into his nearly dead body. His wounds healed and his life blood was flowing throughout his body again. He gasped, inhaling air for dear life. Now the next thing I was going to do to him was an idea I had come up with. A very, very evil idea. I going to use two types of high magicka demanding spells that were totally different. The first spell was meant to quickly destroy beings that could regenerate their health crazy fast, killing them all the way to their cells. But the other was a totally different spell. It was mostly meant for fixing, mending, and regenerating severe brain and nerve tissue damage.

I then began to use all of my mental focus on every part of his body to the very cells that made up his body. And that is when he began to burn at the molecular level. Every atom of every cell that made up his being was in a never ending fire. I used Destruction fire to destroy every nerve in his body while the Restoration was rebuilding new ones, keeping him in unimaginable and unfathomable pain. These spells were meant for two eternally different purposes and yet, I was using them for the most brutal torment imaginable. His screams were that of pure pain and sorrow. I then began to let up on his pain and began to use the rest of my magicka to heal the rest of his body.

"Please... No more..." He begged with every part of him moaning to stop the pain.

"Really? Did the Diamond Dogs ask for you to stop? Did they beg for the pain to stop? They did. And you denied them." I shocked a few more volts into his body, gaining more screams.

"You had killed and beaten your slaves near death and what did you do? You smiled and laughed as they suffered because of you." I began burning his body at iron melting degrees

"You reap what you sow motherfucker." I said death chilling echo, quickly grabbing the battle ax with my telekinesis and bringing down on his neck, decapitating him. I then let go of the heavy battle ax that was now stuck halfway in the stone floor. I took a few steps from the burnt yet bloody soaked body and began to pant like a dog from having depleted magicka.

I looked down, the big dagger was still in me, stopping at the base of the hilt. I then began to slowly pull the dagger out of my chest, black like blood stained the blade and began to leak out of my body. I pulled the rest of the dagger out of me, black blood pouring out of my opened wound. I tossed away the black soaked dagger and put my hands on my bleeding wound, not stopping much of the gushing wound. I then focused the last of my magicka on a minor restoration spell, stitching and mending the wound a bit, stopping the blood loss for now. I then began to feel numb all over my body and soon falling to my knees. I felt my bones aching and my muscles weak. I slowly began to lose conciseness and getting a glimpse of a crowd forming around me before I blacked out.

-Flashback-

It was a long time ago. I was 10 at the time I believe, yet I could remember this day as clear as a glass of water. It was dark and scary night that changed my life forever. Dad had come back from work and was angry, more than normal. He stunk of a smell the could burn your eyes out and had a bottle in hand. I remember that he was shouting stuff I didn't understand and was scaring all of us. I grabbed my sister, who was about to turn eight at the time, and hid in the closet. I forcefully shoved my hands over my sister's ears as she cried in fear. I could hear dad saying bad things at mom and I heard some stuff break.

I stayed in there what felt like an eternity as I head the front door being broke down. I peaked through the keyhole and saw one of my friends I knew. His name was Noah, he was over 18 and went to our church. He had always helped me and stood up for me whenever I got in trouble. I could see him holding gun in his hands and pointing it at dad. My eye went wide when I saw the gun and I gasped when I mom on the ground, blood flowing on the wooden floor. Dads hands were dripping with blood and looked scary.

"Drop the gun Noah." Dad spoke darkly.

"Mr. Carter, stop or I'll shoot." warned Noah. I just stared in shock, unable to move or even comprehend what was happening. Dad had a broken bottle in hand. Before I could blink, dad threw the half broken bottle at Noah. Dad then charged drunkenly at my best friend, knocking the gun outta Noah's hands and landing right by the closet that I was in. I saw dad punching Noah with the bottle and I opened the door quickly and grabbed the heavy gun in my hands, pointing it at dad.

"GO AWAY!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, gaining his attention. My eye were close to being bloodshot from how much I was crying. Right as I pulled the tight trigger, Noah pushed dad out of the way. A sound of thunder rang throughout the house. The gun had flung out of my hand and I looked in shock. I could see dad lying on the ground, covering his head. But that is not what I was looking at. Noah had a look of shock and fear. I saw his white shirt had a hole in it, instantly blood flowed out like a waterfall. He fell to his side, the life fading from his eyes. Then I saw two cops running in aiming their guns at my dad. I looked at my dad and found that he somehow had grabbed Noah's gun. Dad swung his arm with the gun at the cops and they opened fire, riddling holes into dad.

Only one thought came into my mind: I had killed my best friend. I just witnessed my dad being gunned down. And mom is on the floor, bleeding and shaking. I collapsed onto the floor, unable to get back to reality as I was shaking uncontrollably and breathing in gasps. It was as fear had taken my body and I was imprisoned. I then blacked out from it all, wishing for it all to be a dream. Wishing it was all gone.

-Present Time-

My eyes shot open, my lungs gasping for air. I looked around frantically like a wild animal. I saw three Diamond Dogs in iron plated armor with animal fur like hides keeping shitty armor together. They looked at me in shock pointing their rusted steel tipped spears at me.

"Go tell them!" Barked the bigger brute of the three. The dog in the back then ran out of the room, going to inform these others

"Where am I?" I groaned, looking over myself, noticing white bandages wrapped around my waist. I raised my right hand, flowing my magic and forming an orb.

"Drop magic! Now!" barked the big dog. I got on my feet, trying to balance my drowsy body.

"Let me heal myself." I wheezed, pumping magic into my arms, letting the Restoration magic heal my wounded body. The guard dogs eyes turn to the size of dinner plates as my bandages burned away and revealed my wounds and my robes mend back together.

"Now what do you want?" I asked somewhat tired, all my health back to normal. The dogs shook their heads from being awestruck back to stern guard looks.

"Follow us and don't try anything." said the biggest dog. I did as they said and followed the brutes. They may have stood up to my elbows at their full height, but they still looked tough enough to take a lot of damage. And I didn't want to fight or cause any more trouble so I complied. We walked out of the room and walked down a few tunnel like hallways and came to the room where I fought the Minotaur. In the room was a group of four Diamond Dogs. And they looked scared, yet... Submissive maybe?

"You alive..." one of them mumbled.

"No shit." I said blankly, looking dead straight into their eyes.

"Your name Malus, right?' asked one of the four. He had a mud brown with blue spots and green emerald eyes. He stood up to my waist at best and had smaller feet and longer paw fingers then the rest of the group or of any Diamond Dog I have seen. He also had a long tail and pointy ears. I was about to ask how the hell they got my name when I remembered that in the "Rarity enslaved by Diamond Dogs" episode that the Diamond Dogs had terrible speech and understanding of English. If anything, descriptive words totally out. I sighed, realizing I needed to them like I would with an illegal Mexican immigrant. This was going to be very interesting.

"How did you come about my name?" I asked, getting a worried looks from the four. The thin one pulled out a piece of slightly crumbled paper that was ripped on the bottom of the paper. I took it with my hand and look on what was written on it

Equestria Daily: Most Wanted
10,000 Bits
information or whereabouts

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"Do not engage or provoke this tall beast at all costs. It has unknown magics and can is considered an enemy of the state. Not much is know on the beast, but it calls itself Malus and is considered high level threat." -Princess Celestia. It has defeated Princess Twilight Sparkle in a single blow, sent Rainbow Dash, the Element of Loyalty, in the infirmary and in still in a coma. The princesses have not spoken yet on the matters on how to capture or defeat it. Is this the end time to come? Are two of the former Elements of Harmony gay? Will rainbow Dash ever wake up? Read on pages-

"Great, I've got myself on wanted posters now." I mumbled, burning the paper in my grasp, instantly turning to ash. The dogs cowered away from the flames, fear clearly interpreted on their faces.

"What do you guys want? Are you going to turn me in or what?" I asked, confused. They looked at each other and nudged the mud brown one closer to me. The thin dog gulped in fear, trembling a bit.

"You kill Iron Wall master, you take what you kill." He said as if he was expecting to be punched in the face. I, on the other hand, was shocked. I knew that this Iron Wall was a slaver based on what I remembered when I looked into his soul. He owned a around a hundred strong male workers and two dozen families. If I was hearing right, this dog was saying that I now owed them by killing Iron Wall. Damn, I did not see that coming. I thought for a few moments, bringing hand over the thin, shivering dog. I began flowing magic through my hand, a orb forming.

"Please forgive me!" the dog begged. He closed his eyes, prearranging for pain or death. But it never came. He opened his eyes to feel no pain. If anything, He felt better. He looked over himself, gasping of what he found. His thin beaten body was healed. He saw no old scars, no wounds or bruises. His weak form was now what should be a normal healthy dog all the way down to his fur. He looked healthier then then my mom's all homemade sailed to be honest. I could use some of that right now. I thought. Tears formed in the dog's eyes as he looked back at me with a whimpers of joy. Them, something just clicked in me, making me feel something I hadn't felt in this world yet. Compassion and sympathy for the poor dogs open my heart that had been bitter for too long.

"I am no master and never will be, but I can be a friend." I said, tears flowing out like a waterfall from the dog as he jumped on me, hugging me in death tight grip.

"Thank you..." He cried, probably getting the first tastes of love and freedom from a slaver's wrath. I set down the joyful pup and looked at the others, shocked at how their friend had acted.

"I will not master you, but liberate you from creature that deserve worse than what Tartarus can give." I said, then noticing that a crowd had formed around me.

"Alpha Malus." said the joyful dog at me feet. At that moment a few more joined, soon turning to cheering barks of my new title. And I liked it. I then coughed loudly a few time, signalling the Diamond Dogs to calm down.

"As my first action as your alpha, I declare that all injured and wounded shall be tended to." I declared, getting howls of agreement. I then began looking for a chair to sit in. I was shocked when I laid eyes on a solid gray stone throne. There was a freshly carved stone throne with bones engraved onto the stone, as if they were a part of the solid stone, but still had a cool design and style to it. It was on top on a stone stage with stone steps leading from the stage to the floor. A bit above the stone throne had a huge skull with two huge horns mounted on the wall.

"Did you dogs literally do what I said I was going to do when I had killed him?" I asked out of shock.

"There was no blood in corpse and meat gotten bad when you woke up. But throne is good?" Asked the mud colored dog. This just turned from happy to dead creepy way too fast.

"How long was I out?" I asked, still staring at what was apparently my new creepy throne. He began to count with with his paws and answered.

"15 sunrises." my eye widened when I learned of this news. I was knocked out for fifteen days? How did I not starve to death? Wait... Does that indicate that I'm a zombie? Part zombie maybe? Damn. This is too much.

"What's your name?" I asked, trying to change the topic and think on my undead body later.

"Don't have name. Just slave." he answered, this gaining a raised eyebrow from me, of course hidden because of my mask

"Do you like Zeke?" I asked, getting a nod from him.

"Well Zeke, you are my assistant and will help me organize and control things around here. Do you accept?" I asked Zeke, he began wagging his tail and nodded his head again.

"Okay, your first assignment is to bring every Diamond Dogs that is wounded or those that need healing to me." I ordered, like any well trained dog, he leaped from my side and began to do my bidding. I walked over to my throne, getting a feel of it for the first time. I sat their, planning and scheming on what to do next.

"Alpha Malus, I like that title." I finished as I brought my hands together, laughing evilly.

"I am Malus, god of the new world."