The Conversion Bureau: Mercer Virus

The moon hung high in the sky, crickets chirped a peaceful tune, a pony couple were enjoying this outside of Canterlot. " Such a beautiful night." "Yeah it's just me, you and the m-!" Both were cut off as a pair of feet trampled their windpipes, leaving them to die. " Sorry." Grumbled Matthew as he continued to run for Canterlot, hellbent on finding Blueblood.

Squad Zeta flew in the night sky, eyes trained to spot targets in the black of night, and to their dismay they saw the target, Matthew Brewer, highly-dangerous, Evolved, and murderous. They readied their various human firearms, M4's, AKs of various models, Uzis, and many others. Then they fired, sending a rain of lead at Matthew.

Matthew began to duck and dodge wildly as bullets began to fly, burying into the ground around him. Several of the bullets hit their mark, and simply reflected off, much to the amazement of both Brewer and Zeta Squad. " Huh, I am bulletproof, that's a fucking relief." Matthew then morphed his arms to have the tendril power, then a large mass of tendrils shot out of his hands. Striking a pegasus in the middle of a formation, more tendrils sprouted out of the mass and grabbed other pegasi in the group. Then the tendrils contracted, mashing the pegasi together in a massive blood explosion. Causing blood, organs, and flesh to splatter upon Brewer. " Son of a bitch! I just fucking washed." Matthew sighed and continued to run.

Meanwhile in Manehattan

A certain pony walked along a certain square, his red and black tail swished behind him, a grey hoodie was hidden underneath a leather jacket. His coat was a peachy-color, like human skin. His cutie mark was grey DNA, the pony walked up behind a random Earth-Pony stallion, and tapped him on the back of the head, implanting a Bio-Bomb into the Earth-Pony. The pony continued to walk away, while the stallion screamed in pain, causing a crowd to gather around him, asking if he was okay.

Then the tendrils sprouted out, grabbing ponies, carriages, concrete, everything they could touch. Then they contacted, smooshing all the ponies in a large area, around the stallion. Causing the square to be painted red, organs fell onto shops, broke through windows, bones went flying, and speared unfortunate individuals. Ponies soon became garlanded in intestines from the explosion. Several Mercer Virus tendrils were left behind, hooked onto the buildings.

Mercer smiled, this would be just one of many attacks. He pushed open the door to his apartment, and transformed back into a human. Looking for Sylvia, who he saved from the ponies.

Canterlot was a mess, both physically and mentally, ponies lay strung up between every sort of object, buildings were covered with gory garland, intestines wrapped around the white spires of Canterlot, Mercer Virus tendrils littered the streets. Many who survived lay crying, at what little remained of their loved ones, the tears washing away the thin layer of blood that had covered Canterlot.

ERTF58, lay scattered and strung in the Canterlot Courtyard, ripped and broken bodies hung by Mercer Virus tendrils, guts hung out of their bodies, as twisted streamers. However the sound of crows and tears, were drowned out by a massive banging. As Matthew beat upon the doors of the Canterlot Palace, his fists now transformed into massive, black and red bludgeons. The metal was bent, and well on it's way to be broken in, however none of this mattered to Matthew. Who was stained red, from the sheer amount of individuals he massacred. The door collapsed and caved in, squishing two unfortunate guard ponies into a thick, creamy paste.

( Thanks to SupremeSoviet for submitting this OC)

Micheal Crenshaw walked down the sidewalk of Manehattan, the cool night air filled with the smell of wet pavement, however this moment of peace was cut short, as the sound of snickering and insults soon came from an alleyway, right next to Mercer's apartment.

Crenshaw heard the disturbance, and went to investigate. Truth be told he wasn't exactly concerned about Mercer's identity. He knew that he could easily defeat all of the guards that Celestia would throw at Mercer. Crenshaw turned into the alleyway, and was appalled by what he saw. Dive Onirs standing over thr corpse of another pony. "Stupid newfoal, can't believe that he actually liked them. If you ask me the more of them dead the better." A shady-eyed stallion spoke, in a stereotypical city accent.Crenshaw having heard enough to know who they were, did the most rational thing he would do to those ponies. He shifted into his human form and lunged at the lead stallion, hands wrapping around his face and neck, then pulling, snapping the leader's head clean off, his body dissapearing into Crenshaw as the Evolved consumed him. Crenshaw then lunged for the unicorn mare, grabbing and tearing her horn out, leaving a large hole to her brain, Crenshaw shoved his fist down the hole, smashing her brain, her body absorbed by Crenshaw's.

Micheal's hands formed into wicked claws, the claw's metal edges flashing the moon light into two Eath Ponies eyes, he clawed at two earth ponies, the claws headed down vertically, causing each one to fall into four slices. He then lunged at the lone pegasus, tearing of it's wings, he then smashed his hands into the hole, tendrils forming out of his hands, slashing apart the pegasus's organs, turning it's insides into a bloody paste. " You killed a pony for being different from the rest of you. You will atone for innocents deaths in blood."  The pegasus soon dissapered into Micheal, and the upset Evolved turned to the innocent victim. He squatted down and closed the poor pony's eyes. " Rest in Peace, you're in a better place now."

Micheal sighed in disappointment at the gang and what they did, he grabbed the newfoal and set him down lightly near someponine's doorstep. He then walked over to Mercer's apartment door and knocked, a piece of wood slid out from the door, and a red eye peered at Crenshaw. The piece soon slid back to it's original place, the door opened up for Crenshaw, and he soon found himself staring down at a pony Mercer.