The Creature

by Guardians-of-chaos

Rating: mature
Tags: Adventure, Main 6, Gore, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Spike, Nurse Redheart, Other, Thriller
Length: 10896

With a lust for conquer, a creature from outer space stops by Equestria to gather a set of powerful items to help him.

Ragnarok, a Praetorian class xenomorph, is in need of power to conquer a far away planet, so, why not get a set of six powerful magical items from pony-like creatures.
This is going to be easy...

Real One: Made this oneshot when I didn't have access to the internet nor had good games stored, heh, a minor project made while I should be continuing Savior of the Hive! I am an idiot.

Published 2016-10-10 15:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-10-10 15:20:01 UTC

Only Chance

She was weak, almost unconscious after the last attack, she used almost all of the magical energy she had, only leaving enough to keep her alive, every second that passed on an imaginary clock inside her mind, she saw again, step by step, the whole fight.

1 second, they tried to stop the creature, roughly an average pony higher than Princess Celestia, by talking with it, demanding it stop the destruction he was doing, as the city of Vanhoofer burned behind the creature, demanding in the whole glory of Celestia herself, to the creature to peacefully follow her to the co-rulers of Equestria to have a proper judgement and punishment.

2 seconds, he did not care though, as with a male voice, almost like of a century old dragon, he said, "I will do whatever I want or need to finish my mission.", Twilight, with all her alicorn might, demanded an explanation of what his mission was, he didn't say, he only clenched his fists, his entire body muscles getting harder, as if that was a fighting stance of his own, calling Twilight and her friends to a battle she knew Harmony would reign victorious.

3 seconds, they powered the elements, hovering above the ground as a bright sphere of light emerged from her crown and covered all six of them, the creature only rised his right hand to cover his black and red colored eyes , a rainbow colored beam went full force into him, as the bearers of te elements dropped to the ground, they saw the creature looking at it's right hand, colored black just before the Harmonical attack hit him, now burning into a red colored flesh like skin as he put the fire with side to side swing and a black substance growing again as if nothing have happened, the bearers we're shocked to see the tall creature intact, not turning in stone like Discord, nor changing into a more friendly form as Princess Luna did years ago, or in his knees as Tyrek did after losing against Twilight two years ago, powerless, the creature they we're seeing in front of them did not have chaotic magic to be cancelled or harmonic magic to be amplified.

4 seconds, after that, they attacked with physical attacks, Pinkie Pie out of nowhere went at point blank distance with her party cannon, a non-lethal weapon? yes, maybe even weaker, but at centimeters of the creature's chest, it would be able to hurt him, Pinkie fired the cannon, a cloud of dust and confetti covered their vision of the creature.

5 seconds, still floating in the air after firing the cannon, Pinkie was backslapped 10 meters away right of the creature by its giant 5 clawed hand, Applejack, finding what true anger is, went for a full powered and uncontrolable kick with her back hooves, powerful enough to, not only rip a century worth of tree root from the ground, break a tree into three parts, the creature, seeing the attack coming, and showed it's alligator like teeth in a grin.

6 seconds, burying it's right three jointed leg, like of griffon, deep into the ground behind him, the creature took the impact full force onto his chest, only to move another centimeter deep into the ground, Applejack's pupils went from normal to the size of a little apple seed as her back hooves we're grabbed and used to swing her face first into the ground below her and then flying 5 meters behind her friends, leaving a trail of blood from her nose in the air.

In a fraction of a second after Applejack went flying away, Raimbow Dash, with her eyes burning in wrath, did a curved super-sonic flight, charging a right fore hoof into a punch, into the creature doing a only-red version of her so remembered Sonic Raimboom, which was only felt by the creature because of a quick shield spell provided by Twilight covering Rainbow and the creature, as her hoof connected into a full force punch into the creature's left enlarge jaw bone leaving a small crack in the creature's skin, as if made of a solid and black colored ceramic but breaking her hoof, fearing an counterattack in such defenseless state, she hovered back.

If only her reaction was quicker than her actions, she wouldn't be with a broken muzzle by the right solid punch she received, crying and rolling in agony on the ground, then Fluttershy, in the most fortunate of moments, snapped, taking by surprise the creature, jumping at his throat, making him fall to his back on a awkward position as he had a head as big as Celestia's entire barrel shaped in an almost aerodynamic way and four nor big or small spikes of his back, she stared deep inside his eyes, shouting with rage, "WHY DID ATTACK MY FRIENDS!? WHY DID YOU ATTACK INNOCENT PONIES?!? ANSWER TO ME!?", with her stare reaching deep down his mind, she did not see as he grabbed her head with both hands, pulling it closer making her nose rub against his frigid skin, staring deep down into her own eyes, they stood there in a stare duel during so long they started to see deep down into the psyche of each other, the monster saw flashes of happy moments appearing behind her eyes going away as flashes of sadness and utter fury appeared in more recent visions of a burning city and her friends falling.

Fluttershy was, in a euphemistic form of the expression, in a state of fear bordering mindbreaking fear, as she saw have this creature did in his past, crimes that would have been punished with death in Equestria, done thousands of times again and again, death, pain and sadness followed him a close friends, but she did not care, she held her stare till she started to cry, her lips, which were shaped in a form of anger and disgust unknown to her up to that moment, started to going into a sad and fear filled curvature, her eye lids slowly closing, her fore hooves now moving from a gigantic pressure on the creature's neck to cover her own eyes and her body slowly losing weight as she was being lifted by the creature, which just tossed her weakly into the ground.

Twilight noticed the creature rising up, the stepped in between him and Rarity which was trying to wake Applejack up.

She closed her eyes and started to charge a magical spell which would ban him to either Tartarus or the Moon, but it would cost almost all of her magical supply, leaving her barely alive, she did not care what was the cost or where he would go, she just wanted that he disappeared from her vision.

Her horn was getting so bright everything around her seemed darker, even if the sun was high up in the sky, the glow meant heat, and the humidity around her horn and the tears that we're running down her cheeks started to evaporate, when she opened her eye they we're burning white, this was the second time she used full Alicorn power, but yet, even if last time she had the combined power of four Alicorns and the scenery we're the same, her friends in the brink of death and the whole destiny of Equestria was at her hooves, again, yet, this time, her power alone seemed to put the other three Alicorns to shame, the spell was ready.

The creature used his arms as a shield crossing them in front of his face and burying his right clawed foot on the ground, expecting an attack.

Which came.

A white beam, so hot at the point of vaporizing the bacteria, grass and invertebrate life forms who used to be on the ground and drying the soil at the very moment it was a singular point of energy at the tip of Twilight's horn, when the beam came out, the dirt was turned into sand and the sand that wasn't below Twilight's hooves was turned into molten glass, when the beam hit the creature, the air around it was so hot it instantaneously turned into plasma, the power of such thing was inconceivable, it would only be measured in a scale half a century ahead of their own time, tons of Trinitrotoluene, 50 megatons was reached at a tenth of charge of the same spell.

'He's dead, the survival chance of such an impact is an infinite amount of zeros with a single number one at the end.' Twilight thought to herself as she closed eyes and the spell started to disappear, she wanted to open her eyes, but because of what happened when she used the Elements, she had a fear.

Which gone from theoretically existent to seen and proved to exist as she heard a cracking sound and opened eyes to see the creature breaking free from a molten shield of an unknown material.

Her body didn't support it's own weight as she was weakened by such a spell, she falled to the glass made ground at her left side, her crown rolled away from her, as she started to see the same battle over and over, trying to understand what and where it went wrong, as the creature walked as if nothing had ever happened, he was going in her direction, Twilight thought 'It's my end, I am so sorry I have failed you, Princess Celestia.' as she heard the creature cracking the glass with each step as if he weight a ton or more, every step sound was getting higher and higher as she closed her eyes expecting it to crush her head.

The steps started to being taken away from her.

She looked where he could possibly go, he stopped and crouched to pick up the Element of Magic, she in a last effort, she, weakly, stretched her right fore hoof and say an almost imperceptible "no", the Elements of Harmony, Equestria's ultimate weapon, now at the hands of the enemy, it was the end of Equestria and possibly of all the world.

The creature groaned in annoyance as a small, light blue, energy sphere hit his four spiked back.

"Do you think that you are going to get the elements, without defeating all the bearers of them?! You thought wrong you monstrous being! Why don't you return to Tartarus while you still have a chance?!"-Rarity, as a final stand, screamed to him, the creature rose up to it's full height once again, towering the mare who had the courage to attack him after their most powerful soldier was now almost dying in front of him.

He, with the voice of a powerful century old dragon, spoke or rather shouted-"How dare you interrupt me as I collect the final pieces of the start of my era! I, Ragnarok Stravius, Shall Not Let Such A Small And Weak Project Of A Horse Stay In My Way."-He started to run with his right hand open as if to grab Rarity.

Half a meter before his hand reached her neck, Rarity teleported, behind him in the air, descending with a hard push from her fore hooves, expecting him to fall.

But, no, he stopped the fall with both his hands on the ground, using the momentum to rise his legs in semi-circle going back to his normal standing, along the way leaving a two cuts along Rarity's chest, neck and nuzzle, enough to leave a bloody red mark, and launching her upwards back as he did an ascending kick.

Rarity did a complete spin in the air, landing like a cat, such acrobatic abilities are unknown from where they came, for her friends at least, she did not care about the pain she was feeling, probably less of a pain than what her friends we're feeling.

"I see, I have underestimated our abilities..."-Ragnarok, a little calm, spoke-"...must have been than sorry excuse of a magical attack."-mocking his adversary, Rarity.

"Huh, do you think I would leave my friends fall without doing nothing? Yes, you have underestimated me."

"Such mistake shall not be done again."-both his hands we're open, the air on his palms dancing as if his hand we're burning.

Burning in a black fire, black fireballs we're now floating above his hands, which ones he closed, enlarging the fireballs to engulf his own hands.

He jumped, just like a lion would do, at Rarity, causing her to rotate and stop on her back, she started to pummel his chest with her back hooves, as her fore ones we're being held by the ice cold hands of Ragnarok, even if his hands we're on fire.

But it was useless, upon closer inspection, Rarity saw that he was covered in what looked like to be metal shaped as bottomless pyramids, like a chain link armor, it covered him tightly, for the exception of his hands, face and overall head, his hands we're covered in a textureless black substance, his face was big, eyes protruding out of both sides of the head, like little lumps, always watching her deep in her eyes.

He, with his left hand, took hold of both her fore hooves, his right hand was now approaching her face, the fire turning red and getting hot, she tried her best to put her face away from his hand, but as soon as he touched her face, a loud shh, sound was heard, like of a hot metal bar being tossed inside a barrel of water.

She screamed the loudest she could, but to what use? Twilight was in the brink of death, Fluttershy was crying incontrolably, Rainbow couldn't move because of her broken foreleg, Applejack was in an unknown state, the same for Pinkie, now one was there to save her nor them.

This mysterious creature who came from nowhere, burned a city to the ground and defeated the Mane Six, only if a tiny reptilian being saw all of this and snapped.

"Away from her."-An young masculine voice said.

Taking the flaming hand out of Rarity's face, Ragnarok looked at the source of the voice, a little dragon, his purple body and green 'Mohawk' was a laughable sight for Ragnarok.

He laughed as he took Rarity's collar and used his spiked tail to hold the element, not once stopping laughing, even releasing Rarity and heading to Applejack to get her element, even getting closer to the 'dragon'.

Not a loud laugh, but a mocking laugh, as he was asking the little boy what he could possibly do.

Spike ran to his loved one, kneeling beside her head, holding her left hoof, softly handling her mane, whispering 'everything going to be alright, you just a day in the spa' as if he wanted to calm the still conscious and pain filled Rarity, half of her face was burnt red.

Ragnarok stopped laughing while going to Pinkie Pie, ironically the Element of Laughter.

He noticed something different, her hair was straight, and on her face, solidified, a psychopath like smile, showing all her teeth, her right ear flicked hearing he approaching, her eyes slowly opening, like she was just waking up, revealing a tiny sized pupil, he innocently approached, not no knowing what the Lords of Tartarus and Hell had scheduled to him.

Slowly Pinkie rose to her hooves showing her back to Ragnarok, in a little drunk way, as her head swung slowly side to side, a knife dropped from her flatten, but voluminous, hair, then another one, and another, soon, there are all sorts of knives scattered on the ground, ranging from butter knives to machetes, styles too, as one knife did not look like the other, but all we're the same when it came two things, they are sharp and they are pointy, then satisfied with the knife number count, she froze, and so did Ragnarok, clenching his fists and lighting them in a bright red color fire.

Pinkamena, Pinkie Pie has long died, slowly turned her head like an owl, slowly showing her big maniacal smile, then her big white eyes with one tiny black dot in the middle of each, and like an owl, she almost could stare Ragnarok eye to eye, even with her body facing the other way, and then step by step she turned, not once taking her eyes Ragnarok, with her body facing him, he could see the last Element glowing white.

He thought to himself-'I seen things in my two lives, but this? A vision that could only come from hell itself.'-to his surprise she did not end there, she rose, balancing herself her back hooves, raising her forelegs to her side, forming a letter T, and rising her left leg in front of her right, the started to hover, roughly a meter above the ground, another thought came over Ragnarok's head-'The fucking hell?"

It did not stop there too, the knives scattered through the ground rose up being pulled from endless glowing white strings, each of the flying to a exact point around her forming two identical angel like wings, both with parts made of black and white parts, exactly mirrored on the other side.

"Do you know what the mad pony said to the mad, soon to be king?"-She asked, with a calm voice.

"What?"-Ragnarok asked, his eyes looking around, searching for nothing.

"Slaughter can't be spelled without Laughter!"-She screamed maniacally before laughing and sending knives flying at Ragnarok, who defends himself by crossing his arms in front his face, knives came flying, hitting with their sharp points or with their sharp sides, leaving cuts or little holes in his armor before coming back to Pinkamena.

Boring herself of this front only attack, she called all the knives back, pulling her forelegs further back, then she did somewhat of flap with her foreleg as if she was a wyvern, blades of all sorts started to dance in a S shape, hitting Ragnarok directly on the sides of head, forcing him to kneel down and put his arms on the side of his head.

She looked at something behind him, well, someone, Spike was still at Rarity's side, he crying and she breathing with difficulty, in his mind a thought not of his own, but of Pinkamena showed up-'Are you ready? I can only focus on sending the message or attack him.'-"Ready."-he said out loud.

The knives dropped to the ground, Ragnarok looked at his and rose up, leaving his arms fall to his sides, he started walk up to a still floating Pinkamena, he tried to grab her but an invisible force field stopped and forced him away, unknowingly to him, a beast slowly walked towards.

Spike, is a dragon, an infant dragon, yes, but a dragon who was loyal to his mother/tutor, to her friends, and more importantly, a prince in a shining armor for his love, but, long ago another friend of his, a bigger and older dragon, taught, and he remember each word.

'A knight in shining armor, is not a real knight, for it is just a novice as his armor is brand new, so, instead of her lovely and cute dragon, be the big, scary and powerful dragon that will protect her.'-he thought to himself, no more playing around her, he will protect her from everything he can.

His image had already changed, from the chubby, cute and filly sized infant dragon, to a sharp clawed dragon, almost as high as Celestia, his scales, now sharper, showing some resemblance to the armor of the evil monster who hurt Rarity, his Mohawk, no more ended in lumps, no, now they they looked like solid horns that an adult dragon would wear with proud, the specialized scales behind his cheeks, transformed into hardened fins and turned around, now resembling the under part of a helmet that would give nightmares to the bravest of the Royal Guards.

His body was slimmer, his old body would never suit the role of a fast dragon that his genome showed it was his destiny, his legs still looked simple, two main joints and secondary for his feet, his feet that instead of being balanced on all of the underside of them, he balanced on much smaller surface, three medium sized claws in each foot, fast on his feet.

And fast on his large wings, enchanted by an elder dragon to have the ability of working like a propulsion engine, by rolling them, they would heat up the air and let him fly longer and adding fire to them would turn them into jet engine, sure, not as fast as pegasus that trained all her life, like Rainbow, but, he could reach speeds of 300km/h, in a straight vertical line.

His tail was now long as he was high, once only used as a shovel, now could be mistaken for a devilish child of a double-edged axe and a great sword, it could cut fast and aggressively.

His main ways of attacking were where his new body shined even more, in his hands, four permanently sharpen and bigger than
average claws and another one of them working as a thumb, they could cut through 30 centimeters of lead in a simple thrust, what could he do to, apparently, an iron armor that barely had a centimeter of width, and even if that didn't work, he still had his fully functional fire breath.

He stopped behind the monster, and said-"Hey, what are your final words?"-His voice more snake like than before.

"For what?"-Asked Ragnarok trying to see how he would get the last element.

"For hurting my friends, what are your final words?"

"Fuck off kiddo."-Ragnarok said turning around to see a battle ready Spike.

"That's going to be written on your grave!"-Spike said as he jumped going for a descending cut with his right claws.

Four red hot scratches appeared on Ragnarok's chest as Spike touched the ground with his feet, already charging a full left swung punch aimed at his foes diaphragm, the punch did land, it made Ragnarok curve his body a degree or two to the front, but this, somehow, made Spike's fist lock in between the enlarged chest of Ragnarok and his armor, "You're dead, kiddo."-said Ragnarok in a devilish smile.

The first punch came from his right, leaving Spike with a blurry vision, he automatically used his other hand to push Ragnarok's chest, in an attempt to unlock his left hand.

He luckily avoided the left punch, only feeling the air fastly passing his face.

He felt his throat being squished, Ragnarok firmly holded his neck with his right hand, leaving Spike unable to avoid any attack.

Which came in a three punch burst, leaving the dragon with a bloody nose, and a crack in one of his front teeth.

He counterattacked with his legs, kneeling Ragnarok in his abdomen three times, in rapid succession, and another time, and another, in the tenth kneel, Ragnarok released him, going back a meter.

Ragnarok's patience grow thin as paper, he ingnited his hand in black flames, he jumped in a right punch, which launched Spike rotating in the air, face first right into the ground, he slowly used his left arm to lift him up, putting his right hand on his uncovered face, blood dripping from it, "Heh, I thought you we're a laughable project of a dragon, but now, I can see you are the saddest and worthless excuse of a puny lizard, if that was the best your weak self could do to protect your so called useless friends, well, you are a very disappointing foe."-Ragnarok said seeing his victory only blocked by a invisible shield, which wouldn't hold for much longer.

Spike knew that most of the things Ragnarok said, weren't true, he wasn't weak, as the dragons that trained him and with him often said he was getting better and that if he continued to train he could have a small chance of being nominated a member of the Hellraiser dragon clan, a small chance, yes, but it was possible.

But, his loyalty and love for his friends made him burn in a fire of rage, wrath and fury combined, he would not let a vicious murderer call of his friends useless, never.

His rose to his feet, the slit of his eyes going thin, his eyebrows and his lips curving in a mixture of rage and disgust, emerald green flames
could been seen inside his mouth.

"How dare you call my friends 'useless'?"-he said turning to his foe, which had an expression of impatience over the fact his enemies this time dared to not stay in the ground crying in pain and agony.

"HOW DARE YOU CALL MY FAMILY 'USELESS!?"-Spike said as from his eyes emerald colored fire emerged and floating like the shadows that came out of Sombra's eyes, his horns burned in a metal melting emerald fire and his wings litting on the same fire.

Ragnarok response never came as Spike almost instantaneously flew at point blank distance and release his ultimate weapon, an emerald colored plasma hot fire beam came from his mouth, hitting Ragnarok as if it was an explosion.

A green mushroom cloud could've seen from killometers away.

"HOW DARE INSULT MY FAMILY!? YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF A PUTRID SHIT! YOU HALF ASS SAD EXCUSE OF A DEMON! YOU WE'RE KICKED OUT FROM TARTARUS BECAUSE THEY DIDN'T LIKE ONES LIKE YOU..."-the green dust started to dissapear, revealing Ragnarok on this knees, putting his hands against the front of his head, showing a red sensitive skin, his neck, shoulders and chest didn't have nor armor nor the black substance, but they we're growing again.-"...BEINGS THAT HAVE THE APPEARANCE OF A DEMON BUT THE HEART OF A SHEEP!".

Those words hit him like a hammer on a nail, his pupils going tiny, how such a inferior being like that dared to call him good? he grinded his teeth as a hard as he could in a bloodthirsty rage, he DEMANDED blood to bath the green fields of nothingness he was standing.

He rose up from the ground, his body was releasing a scent that could make the bravest of soldiers to cry in fear, his eyes got an even
darker shade of red and black.

His enraged state defied what was considered normal, his heavy body couldn't go as fast as a dragon specialized in speed, yet, it did, reaching Spike in a fraction of a millisecond, his left hand engulfed in black fire was holding tightly his neck and rising and clenching his right hand into a fist and start to pummel Spike face's.

"YOU DON'T THINK I AM EVIL?! I, RAGNAROK STRAVIUS, NOT EVIL?! EVEN AFTER BURNING AN ENTIRE CITY TO THE GROUND, LEAVING CHILDREN HUGGING THEIR MOTHERS AND FATHERS ALL CRYING IN PAIN AS THEIR SKIN MELT AND THEIR INSIDES BOIL!? EVEN AFTER I DEFEATED YOUR FRIENDS, LEAVING THEIR BODIES IN COMPLETE AGONY AT THE BRINK OF DEATH!? HOW ABOUT I TAKE YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS AS SLAVES AND FORCE YOU TO SEE I, RAGNAROK STRAVIUS, RAPE THEM AND AFTER THEIR MINDS BREAK THEY SHALL BE USED AS STRESS RELIEVERS FOR MY SOLDIERS!? THAT SURE WILL SHOW YOU HOW EVIL I AM!"-He screamed in rage between every punch, before letting go of Spike's neck and punching straight in the face sending him flying into the dragon, spitting a mouthful of blood while some of his scales just fell off from sheer brutality, he hardly got up from the ground, he still needed to hold Ragnarok until Pinkamena got the message of help to some ponies that could help, but finding strenghts to hold him were getting harder, even if thinking of his family, friends and lover helped a bit, the pain that his body was going through, was almost umbearable.

Ragnarok as he slowly and heavily stomped the ground going towards Spike, he took the elements his tail was holding with his left hand and in his right forearm the ceramic like substance grew bigger, in a perfect cilindrical shape big enough to hold the elements, putting Twilight's clown first, the tip pointing to his elbows, the other one went in a random order, they started blinking white as if they we're alerting something.

With that growth his punch would probably pack even more power, thinking about this, Ragnarok started to run with a right fist rised to the air.

He hit Spike full force, even pushing Spike face into the ground even deeper, that rendered Spike unconscious, as a weak breath sound would be heard.

That was not enough for him, he wanted more blood, he wanted to rip the head of this insolent idiotic being.

He put ass his weigh on his right foot as his place it on top of the dragon's chest, Spike's lungs emptied themselves quickly letting a little puff of fire come out.

Ragnarok went for the dragon's head with his left hand, but before he got a good grip of his head, Pinkamena appeared behind him clearing her throat.

"What? Did You Come For More Pain!?"-Ragnarok said, or almost growling those words out of his throat, for her part, Pinkamena stayed calm, with her lips slightly curved in a smile-"No, I came here to ask you, after you have succesfully defeated all of us and got all the elements, are you going to stop the destruction you are doing in Equestria?"

"I might leave some place standing for my soldiers, for I WILL conquer this place, after coming back from my main target."

"Well, then I happily congratulate you, for you have defeated the Bearers of the Elements of Harmony! Take this as your prize! The Element of Laughter!"-She said taking her collar and handing it to Ragnarok, who took the collar with his right hand.

His face expression could only say one thing 'What the fuck just happened here?', that's what his mind was thinking, until his foot suddenly went into the ground, in the surprise, he closed his hand as hard as he could, the sound of aluminum being crushed and of glass breaking was heard.

He looked at his foot and Spike vanished, how could he? There was almost 400 kg of flesh, bone, ceramic like substance and metal on top
of him.

Then he looked at his right hand, the collar was ruined.

"It's fake? That PIECE OF EQUINE SHIT!"-he said throwing what was left of the fake collar into the ground.-"When I get her, I shall rip her head out of her neck just to get that fucking collar to me."

"The things you said, won't happen after we send you directly into the depths of Tartarus it self!"-another dragon like voice, as if the father of all dragons was talking to Ragnarok, but the onwer of it was nowhere to be seen.

Until 6 beings of different body shapes appeared, all of them walking in two legs.

The one exactly in front of Ragnarok was, in one word, huge, a blood red and jet black bullhorse, a race between pony and buffalo, bigger than celestia but weighting less than a buffalo, adorned with two entangled horns in each side of the back of his head and two big dragon wings, with claw like spike coming from the carpal joint, Ragnarok recognised the giant's armor, a Juggernaut Armor, from the Axian army, a big armor full of kevlar and titanium, it could be as strong as an old Abrahms M1A2, it would be tough to get through it, and in his hands, a Modified GAU-8 for mobile use with 281 kg, it was a Modified GAU-8, not a Mini-Gun, a Modified GAU-8 made in Earth, it didn't even have the markings of an Axian company that did still make smokeless gunpowder guns as classic guns, it was made on Earth and it was being holded by a thing with a pony head, connected to giant box filled with .50 Caliber and probably through a eletric cable to a battery box below the ammo box, and it didn't show signs of it being too heavy and on his right hand a silver gauntlet armor, with a triangle shaped Ruby on the back of the hand.

By Ragnarok left side, two other ponies stood there, the closest to the Juggernaut, wearing a ghilie suit without the headgear, was a green pony which fur had various types of shades, like if his fur imited the grass of the fields they we're on, a pony without anything, no horns or wings, he stood there, looking through sunglasses that would be worn by a soldier in Iraq or in the burning hot deserts of Axis, holding a russian SVD, he was three times higher than any four walking pony, his mane could be only described as military cut and in his left arm the other silver gauntlet, with an emerald on the back of the hand.

Second one to Ragnarok's left, was a complete blue Unicorn, wearing a dark blue smoking, holding a stylized blue S&W M500 and a Rapier sword with a slight curved blade , the words Le Fardeé could be seem in the blade, his head not only adorneted by a long horn had a long uncut black and blue mane, his left leg had a silver leg armor with a lapis lazuli in the shape of a triangle on the knee.

Behind Ragnarok was a black pegasus, black fur with lines of grey we're shown on his face, his wings we're strange, they looked like mechanical made but the movements we're as organical like as possible, they we're like grey metal blades atached to black metal archs, in his hands an Axian submachine gun, a DynamoCorp 'Lighting', it looked like the mixture of a H&K MP5 and a P90, the boxy bullpup stock had three spare 45. ACP magazines, in the front a curved foregrip was below a 40 centimeters long square like handguard with rails on all four sides, the iron sights weren't there, on their place a M134 3,4x holo sight was present, he had the other silver leg armor, with a obsidian on the knee.

At his back right, a Yellow normal pegasus, wearing a Silver body armor with what looked like a big tringle shaped topaz on his chest, his hands only holded a silenced Beretta M9 and a military combat knife, his muzzle, arms and legs we're covered in a black tight cloth.

To Ragnarok front right, a Purple normal mare, licking a lollipop and holding two MP-7s on her hands and two M-320 Grenade launchers that were waiting on her thighs inside two holsters, she was only wearing a desert camo t-shirt, desert camo cargo pants and a bullet proof vest on her body, because of that, Ragnarok could see why they had hands, they we're using exoskeletons, starting at at the back of their necks and spreading to their members, he still didn't know how their anatomy could look less like that of horse and more of a human or an Axian, she had a silver helmet with a triangle shaped Amethyst on her forehead.

"Go get the Bearers out of here, Lava Demon and I will take care of him."-said the green one, the other ones vanished, only him and the giant one stayed behind, probably named Lava Demon.

"So, who are these new foes I will defeat now?"

"We are the Gaurdians of Chaos, counterparts of the Bearers of Harmony, we we're gifted by a God of Chaos far older than our civilization with the Armor of Chaos, now we are under the command of Princess Luna herself as a Black Ops unit, we don't exist, yet, many enemies fear us, I am the Element of Hate, he, Colonel West Cowboy, the Element of Lies."-said the owner of the dragonic voice, Lava Demon.

"Why did you monologue all that?"-asked Ragnarok.

"So, you can proper talk about us when your ass reach Tartarus."-said West, chambering a 7.62 round into his rifle and Lava Demon starting to heat his Gatling.

The GAU-8 started to roar while golden tracers started to fly off of it, hitting Ragnarok's defensive stance, arms crossed around the front of the head, showing the Elements in his right fore arm, West crouched, putting the palm of his left hand on top of the rifle's handguard, compesating the recoil, holding three magazines between his fingers and started to fire armor piercing rounds whenever Ragnarok's head appeared, after emptying the first magazine, he toke it out pushing a tab in front of the gun's trigger guard with the next magazine and inserted the next one.

"Why don't you circle him and shoot his head on the sides?"-said Lava Demon, never letting go of the GAU's trigger.

"We don't know if he can survive without a part of his brain or not, because look at the size of that head, goddammit!"

"Want to find out!? Explosive Rounds, that's will be the answer!"-Lava Demon happily said, his voice getting a little more growl like.

The golden traces that came out of the GAU-8 suddenly turned red, the barrage of explosive shots made Ragnarok fly away.

"Well, good thing the Elements of Harmony and Armors of Chaos are pretty much indestructible."-said West Cowboy.

"Eeyup."-added Lava Demon.

"This is Blue Rich, do you respond West Cowboy?"-said Rich, the unicorn and Element of Greed, over the radio communications.

West pressed something on the right side of his neck-"Yes, I read, what is it?".

"We have succesfully taken the bearers away, we are reaching Redheart's hospital in one or two minutes, what's your situation?"-said Rich.

"Well, we are taking care of the threat, but because of Lava Demon, we now need to reach the damn bastard, thanks a lot, big idiot!"

"Oh, come on, with this armor and this gun, Vulcanizer becomes more apparent and with him in control of my body, I can't think
properly!"-Lava Demon has a severe case of multi-personality disorder, not only he had other four personalities but if one of the got control of his body, it's physical and psychological manifestation would change to the personality's one.

After half a kilometer of walking they found Ragnarok, walking towards them.

He had his fists clenched tightly, his teeth we're all showing up grinding each other.

Lava saw it and said-"Well, looks like somebody bought a pair of fists to a gun fight."-in which, West responded-"May I expect that you will fight him hand to hand?"

"Yes, why not?"

"Well, because we have the range factor to our side here."

"Well, seeing that my GAU-8's Explosive rounds and your Dragunova's Amor Piercing did absolutely nothing, why not try it?"-said Lava Demon putting his GAU-8 on his back only to dissapear, West did the same with his rifle.

"Well, why not then."-agreed West while motioning his left hand into a fistbump, the gem on the gauntlet shining.

"Yep, just as i thought."-Lava responded and completing the fistbump, his gauntlet's gem shining too.

They both started to turn into a white bright light, so bright that nothing in their direction could be seen, after some seconds a silver colored figure appeared, it was fully armored soldier, a spartan helmet on top of it with a black void inside the helmet, a medieval chestplate and leg armor adorneted it's main body and lower segments, from the end of the abdomen plate, black leather made 'ptergus', the gauntlets resembled silver dragon arms with a triangle shaped ruby in the right arm and a triangle shaped emerald on the left arm.

The Giant stood even taller than Ragnarok, almost as double his size, no sound came from it, it wasn't even breathing.

"So, What Are You Fucking Idiot Going To Do?! Just Stay There Or WHAT!?"-Ragnarok's response came in the form of a left hook, launching him straight to ground 20 meters behind himself, back first.

Even before he got the chance to stand, the Giant was already there, standing tall, from the black void of his face, a black beam of energy started to come out, hitting and pushing Ragnarok deeper into the Equestria's soil, then it stopped, a hole big enough to hide Ragnarok's body straight up was dug.

"I-is tha-at all you got?! Could've barely feel it."-Ragnarok said in a mocking tone, trying to rise to his feet, only ending showing his
unharmed back.

The Giant took care of that, by shooting another beam of pure black energy, for even longer than the first one and even widening the focus to engulf the whole hole.

When the beam stopped, Ragnarok was nothing that a red burning mess and the Elements we're on the ground, scattered, his skin and armor was completely destroyed, and all kinds of armor can give you a problem in it come to dexterity.

Good thing Ragnarok didn't have any.

He jumped at the Giant, slashing his claws at incredible speeds, getting a growl or two out of him, and his bright silver armor getting dimmer and dimmer, after some seconds, Ragnarok went for the most savage and brutal punch that could ever be done, he punched the Giant right in the face, or lack of it, so hard it did not only throw the darn thing 10 meters away, it achieved to send the helmet flying into the horizon and it even achieved to break his own right hand and fore arm.

When he landed on his knees, he felt all the pain possible, all the pain he suffered from the first Harmonic attack to this double Chaotic barbecue session, he released the most primitive pain filled roar, as if he took all the pain his bloodline of evil kings took in their lives just for himself.

He, shakily, stood up and started to run away, straight to Vanhoofer, still smoking from what he did, his left hand holding his other arm in pain, crying and with acidic blood coming flowing from his mouth, slowly, but never stopping.

The hurt Giant, laid back on the ground, his non-protected head shown a gigantic black and starred mane, scattered through the ground like a bucket of water thrown at the ground, his chest now visibly moving up and down in fast breath ins and outs, he didn't expect that power, no it did not, the right gauntlet's gem was rapidly blinking red and the left gauntlet's gem was slowly blinking yellow, his entire armor was not as bright as silver, his armor now had the look of a crude made iron armor, then in a bright light dissapeared leaving West Cowboy and Lava Demon on the ground in a bad shape.

West Cowboy, was bleeding from his nose and mouth, he spitted two teeth away, and his favorite sunglasses we're broken in the ground.-"That damn Bastard, where is he anyway?"-He then looked at Lava Demon, in truly a worse state than him,-"By Faust, Lava, are you okay!?"-he said while 'crouch-running' (Real One: Can't make a better description than that, sorry) to his friend.

Lava was, horrible to say the least, in the form of The Giant, they could share their pains, literally, from a annoyance on your nose to being trampled by every Buffalo inside Equestria, but, in some cases, Lava Demon wanted to act as the tough one, normally made the most part of pain go to him, so his friend could fight without a problem, being raised around the Hellraiser clan does that to you, his nose was broken beyond repair, blood was coming from his mouth, nose, tear ducts, from rips in his skin around the cheeks and forehead and the areas around his chest, such as arms, neck and shoulders we're full of deep cuts, and the armor was only covering his lower section, as it was simply ripped from his chest and arms.

"Where...Is He? I only have a last chance, And I Will USE IT!"-Lava Demon said, the first word with pain and the last with wrath.

"What do you mean? We gotta take you out of here! Rich, do you read!?"

"I see him, go see Redheart, she will fix your face, but you still won't look good as me."

"Oh shut it, you big idiot, goddammit, what is Rich doing!? His hooves!?"

Lava Demon, almost failing, stood up and took anything unnecessary to him away, from his waist above, with the exception of his Gauntlet, which gem was, abnormally, pulsating like a heart.

He spread his large wings and looked one last time at West,-"If I don't come of this alive, got to see my Grandpa and ask him for my treasure chest, hand it over to Luna and say 'I didn't had the chance to give it to you while alive'".

"The shit you're talking about!?"-with West's response, Lava Demon flew high into the sky and headed to Ragnarok, who was still running.

Lava was flying, the fastest he could go, even breaking the speed of sound, not creating a sonic rainboom, of course, but creating a normal sonic boom, by having the sonic cone be around his waist, not blocking his view, he saw the red creature running, he didn't care if it was running like a scared child, he wanted it dead for crimes against Equestria, such genocide, mass destruction and making the Elements suffer in such a way, he didn't care if he would die in that, he just wanted to take him and Ragnarok out of existence, for that he simply concentrated half of the Chaotic Power inside his gauntlet to create four different bodies, one for each his personalities, teleporting them to ground in a sleeping status, and the rest into overheating the gem to create a overpowered plasma sphere which would probably obliterate him and Ragnarok.

He went for the killing blow, stopping in front of Ragnarok holding him by the neck and letting the Gauntlet go off, as the sphere stated to enlarge and engulf both of them, there were thoughts in their heads, not the same ones, but they were thoughts.

Lava thought of the most beautiful creature in the universe, the Queen of the night and moon and Goddess of Dreams, Princess Luna herself, he thought about what kind of life he would get if he stayed alive and married her, even if all their contacts we're just friendship like, he wondered.

Ragnarok thought of his kidnapped daughter, Yandara, even if he started all of this to have the life he had millions of years ago back, his daughter wanted to follow his steps, being the first Tyrant queen in the Stravius family, but, those idiots in Axis, Namers, G.I. and Liensis, they had the great idea of sending her of with her second father, alongside her mother and her half brother, to Scara, her half father's home planet, they kidnapped her and didn't even give him a chance of ransom, he was doing all of this for her future, and all of this could just end, like that.

When the sphere engulfed both of them, it was brighter than Celestia's sun, anypony looking at it would go blind, then it ended

Ragnarok was in a room of his ship, using a medieval knight's set of leg armor, with his right broken arm immobilized and drinking a strange hot and red drink, he was sitting next to table with a teapot at his side being constantly heated by an eletrical stove, his skin was clean of any ceramic or his normal armor, only a red sensitive skin.

Then a sliding door opened, a dark unicorn came through it, Sombra,-"My greetings Ragnarok, how was your attack to Equestria, was it good?"-the unicorn didn't have a mocking tone, he was just asking nicely.

"Try getting barbecued two times and thrown inside a sun to see if it's good."-he said before taking a sip of the red liquid.

"Dear god, can I sit so we can talk more about it?"-Sombra asked gently.

"No, you idiot, why did I trust you? Why and how you got my trust?"

"What do you mean by that sir?"-Sombra asked, a little fearful.

"The information that you gave me, that said I could out power the Elements, there was some missing bits in it, very important ones."

"Which bits?"

"The bits where it says that their baby dragon could transform in a truly powerful dragon, where it says that their Element of Laughter can
turn into one of Slaughter, that they had another set of Bearers and those ones had contact with Axian Technology, where are those bits? Because of that, I have now lost the only way of conquering Axis, of getting the warm hugs of my Daughter back and now they even might call Axis to get me for good, so, why don't go away back to the hole of miserable rats you came from and leave me alone!"-said, with a hate filled and firm voice, Ragnarok not once made eye contact with Sombra.

"I thought they had disbanded, I did not know of the pink one morphing ability nor of the baby dragon ability, I only saw him once! Please, believe me!"

"Just leave me alone, I need to think about what to do with you."

Sombra went away, what would the punishment to tyrant of a empire given by the tyrant who once use ruled over an entire world, he awaited the worst possible.

Ragnarok was left alone in there thinking, about his daughter, about his failure, about when would the Axians come to get him killed, principally another xenomorph looking creature, one who's body once was shared with his own soul, the only creature that could kill him, even before he went into this campaign to acquire powerful items to help him conquer his home-planet, Liensis had already disappeared a month before, he wanted to fight with Liensis one last time before going to space, he using his great sword Divine Interventor against Liensis' katana, the Dragon Blade, what has ever happened to Liensis? Nobody knew where the 60 years old lizard could have been, one moment he was there in Axis, commanding the biggest army on the galaxy, and then, poof, he disappeared, well, some of this days he might appear and they can have a last fight.

He rose to his foot and walked away from the room going to to the command bridge.

After he entered it, his saw his 6 knights inside, controlling the ship through computers, all of them stopped and looked at him.

"Sir, are you all right?"-asked a female knight with a scimitar on her left thigh and holding a Scar-H.

"Yes, yes, don't worry about me Ae Shara."-he said as he got to a throne looking captain seat.

"Of course we would care about you, sir, you are our master and you made us immortals."-said a male knight, this time holding a M4A1.

"Well, almost immortals, you all aren't invulnerable, and you know it, Ae Mael."

"Yes, but, through our pain we shall deliver even more pain to our enemies, didn't you taught us that?"-said Ae Shara.

Ragnarok simply nodded, he saw a female knight looking at him, the computer infront fo her needed coordinates.

"Well, Em Lesa, let's head to Scara, I still need to get my daughter back, even if I need to burn the entire planet to the ground."-he said, with a devilish grin, and putting his pain away.
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"Well, I believe you all have more injuries than all the patients that I had in six months."-said Nurse Redheart, while taking care of West's nose.-"Broken and shattered bones, 3th degree burns, cuts, bruises, psychological trauma, and even magic shortage, by Faust, what have you all been doing?"

"Uh, what part you didn't heard when Rich explained to you that we we're fighting a damn alien creature from Tartarus!?"

"Well, none of it, I we're too busy taking care of the Elements, by Faust herself, that must have been one hell of a fight."

"Yeah, Redheart, so how's my nose?"-asked West.

"Well you we're one of the most lucky, if you want I can say how they are from the less injured to worse."-said Redheart, she had just finished stitching the bridge of West's nose, he then nodded when she cut the last stitch.

"So, the most lucky was Pinkie Pie, right now she is conscious and fully alert, but not as hyperactive as her normal self nor turned into a psychopath as Pinkamena, I would say that she is normally happy, she only had a bruise on her right cheek from a back slap as Rainbow said to me minutes ago."

"Just a bruise? I saw his hand up close, a lot closer than I wanted, and let me say, she should have had a least a crack in her skull."-not believing, West interrupted the nurse.

"Well, like I said, she was full of luck, then comes you, nasal bleed, a cut in your nasal bridge and two teeth missing, good thing the best dentist in Canterlot came down here to take a break from his job, then comes Rainbow Dash, with a shattered hoof and broken fore leg, her nose too is broken, but at least she conscious, not like Applejack, she's in a comatose state, as her cranium was bashed on the ground, then there is Rarity, we induced a coma to make her don't feel the pain of a 3rd degree burnt face, Twilight came here because of a shortage of magical energy, she is not as badly hurt as the others, but when it comes to magic, it's pretty bad."

"What about Fluttershy and Spike? I didn't see neither of them."

"Um, we couldn't help Spike that much his scales made our job impossible to make anything, but I believe Rich called Ravoraak because some Hellraiser dragons came to take him back to Infernus Mountains, for Fluttershy, well, the psychiatrist we called said in a brief explanation said that she probably got PTSD, he got a little description of what happened, Fluttershy applied her 'Stare' on the monster, but instead of him getting scared, she took a sight of what was inside his mind, she said it was a vision of Tartarus, the things he done to other beings was inconceivable, what he done in Vanhoover and to the Mane Six was barely comparable to what he has done in the past, well, that's what Fluttershy said."

"If it is PTSD, she might not ever be the same, what about Lava? Is he okay?"-sadness filled West thoughts.

"He is in a critical state, not going to lie to you, it was hard to put him to sleep."

"'Put him to sleep'? What do you mean by that?"

"When Rich took me and another 2 nurses to Lava's position, we have found that he was conscious, his eyes followed us."

"He must have felt all the pain possible, what more you can say about how he is?"

"Well, his whole fur and skin was burned away, the x-rays showed that his cranium was massively damaged, deep cuts that almost
reached the bone were found on his chest, neck and arms, he is one lucky bastard, he could have died there, he could have been incinerated to death on that spot, but his is alive, fighting with the Grim Reaper, but he is alive."

"I believe it was because he don't want me to give Luna something, he wants to give it personally. What it might be? I don't know, do you think he can survive this?"

"I am not that optimistic."-Redheart said, she wanted to give West hope, but as the Element of Lies, he would see right through it.

"Then I guess I need to find a substitute to him, good thing he left 3 candidates."

He walked out of the patients room, with a bandage around around his nose, going to the waiting room, he saw that only one Guardian was awaiting for him.

Sneak Cloud, a complete yellow furred pegasus, his mane and tail we're just a shade or two darker than his fur, his brown eyes followed West Cowboy till he sat down at his side.

"So..."-he started to talk-"How are they?"-with a forced grin.

"In resume, pretty bad, where are the others?"-West Cowboy replied.

"They went to talk with the Bearers' families, don't worry, Rich gone talk with Big Mac and Granny Smith."

"That is not a worry I have in my mind right now."

"What do you mean?! Granny Smith is already old, she might die with something like that!"-an indignant, but not wrong, Sneak Cloud
responded.

"I still need to talk with Ravoraak and he might kill me, he already lost a son, he doesn't want to lose his grandson, that's something I am worrying about, because I already know that Macintosh is awaiting me to 'argue' with me."

"Between the cross and the sword, I would say."-a new voice is heard, it was of Eternal Fire, a black and dark red bullhorse, one of Lava's
personalities, his horns looked like long unicorn horns that were bent in a C-shape to his head's side and ended in a sharp tip going down, he had a metal mask covering his mouth and cheeks, it didn't seem attached by strings nor nails or anything.

"Hehe, more like between a Well done barbecue and turning into beaten meat!"-the other personality that Lava had, Hells Fire a lunatic, full on psychopath with a love for sweet, sweet pony meat, as he would put, he wasn't that different than Lava himself, the differences being he had four straight horns on the back of his head, and the color of his fur, mane and tail was swapped, other than that, he wasen't that different-"I would love to see grandpa barbecue you so I could eat your flesh and see if your flesh taste is as horrible as your face!"

"Be quiet! You are in a hospital!"-ordered a nurse as she pointed to poster showing a pony head with it's hoof in front of the mouth and big red letters below it, reading KEEP QUIET!.

"Why don't you roll that up and shove it!"-Hells said as he took three slaps in the back of the head from his 'brothers' and one in the face by the nurse-"That could've went better."

"Why don't you just shut up, every time you open that damn mouth you only say shit."-said the next personality, Vulcanizer, a hulking
monster, his fur was colored yellow with some streaks of red over his body, his horns could make any minotaur or buffalo envy him, big and powerful horns that came from the back of his head, with a L-shape.

By his left side was a much smaller bullhorse, his fur color ranging from golden yellow to dark orange, his mane was normal orange just as his tail, his horns were that great, two little pointy horns came out at the top of his head, on his face a large red scarf covered his neck, shoulders and muzzle, Solar Flare his name was, he only turned his whole head side to side in disapproval of his own brothers, as if he was the oldest, he was just the second youngest of the "Demon brothers", Eternal being the "youngest" brother, well, they weren't brothers, Lava considered his personalities brothers and it stuck with all of them.

"Well, West, let me ask, why are we here and not in the Infernus Mountain?"-asked Solar, his voice a little muffled due to the scarf.

"We still need to find a replacement for Lava, was you know he is in a deep comatose state and Redheart don't think his going to survive, yeah, Redheart thinks that."-he stopped and let his words sunk into the four monsters' heads, they all thought that out of every pony, Nurse Redheart was know, at least in this version of Equestria, as the one with most amount of hope, and she said he might die, well fuck.

"So, how are you going to do it?"-asked Eternal Fire.

"Well, I believe just like what happened when Zalgo took us out of prison and turned us into the Guardians of Chaos, by just holding the gems in the determined place of the armor, so, Eternal, Vulcan and Solar rise to your feet and extend your right arm in front of you."-said West Cowboy.

So, they did it, Hells was there excluded from the group, with a expression saying 'fuck you all' on his face.

West held what was left of Lava's gauntlet, the ruby and some silver surroundings, onto Eternal's right arm, nothing happened, okay, he still had other two to test it out.

The same occurred with Vulcan, well fuck, 'lucky third time' he thought.

Nein, niet, nope, no, nothing happened to Solar, West didn't like to think that the Gauntlet would only work with Lava, well until Hells rose to his foot and snatched what was left of the Gauntlet, just dropping on his right forearm.

"Thou shall recognize the power of FEAR, no more HATE shall fill your thoughts, only FEAR."-the remnants of the gauntlet started to shine
and grow, covering Hells entire arm into a black metal arm surrounded by barbed wire, in his face a gas mask appeared being held by more barbed wire, tightly gripping to his fur and mane, then a heavy long leather coat appeared on his body, it's inner side full to the brim with knives, dagger, throwing blades, machetes and all sorts of short blades, even a Gladius, with a name etched to it's blade 'Banisher of Life', thus the Element of Fear was born.

"What do you all think?"-said, with a muffled voice, Hells Fire as turned to the others, almost everybody looking at him with twitching eyes, Sneak Cloud had a acceptance look in his face.

"Never thought that you we're into bondage, Hells."-said Sneak.

"Shut up, Sneak."-responded Hells.

West walked up to Hells and grabbed the metal gauntlet-"Oh, c'mon, out every pony in Equestria you chose him!?"-West said looking directly into the Ruby that sat in the Gauntlet.

"What's the problem, you needed a replacement, and you got it, besides, I think the Element of Hate did not fit me, because Lava Demon didn't show signs of Hatred, but of Dis-likeness, maybe he just called me The Hater to sound cool."-a monotonous male voice came from the ruby.

"Yeah, okay, but him?!"

"I am now offended, the Judgement of Chaos shall not be questioned, he can be a fearful being, his lunatic and psychopathic mind suits the job even more than a controlled mind!"-Ruby said, his indignation went were it never were before, high up.

"Well, shit, I believe we are stuck with you then."-said West disappointed.

"Yeah, don't worry, I won't stay with the rest of your group all the time, I going to stay in Manehattan and live there."-responded Hells.

"Manehattan? What is there that you want to live there? Won't come back with us, to the Infernus Mountains?"-asked Vulcanizer.

"Say how many ponies go up there in a year that I can eat."-after that, Vulcanizer stared everywhere the reception thinking about an
answer-"The same for you two too."-he said looking at Eternal and Solar.

"Well, in average, 20 different ponies visit the Infernus Mountains, but you can't eat none because of Grandfather, he doesn't want a
separated nation for himself, and Spike was the first dragon to enter Equestria, now we have Speedster and Fusion, and these last ones were years of headaches for Grandfather to put them here, he doesn't want all his progress being burned away by your mistakes."-responded Eternal.

"Fuck it, I think this is a goodbye, so, till later idiots."-Hells said, after turning the gauntlet into a little bracelet and his mask disappeared, he gone straight to the front door of the hospital and disappeared.

"I believe we should go back to our Grandfather and tell him everything that happened, correct?"-asked Solar, looking at West.

"Yeah, yeah, I need to think about how I going to tell the others that we are going to work with the lunatic we all hate."-responded West.

The Demon brothers walked away how to best delivers such 'news' to their Grandfather while West simply sat beside Sneak with the most defeated look in his face possible.

"Hey, don't worry! It can't get-"-West looked at Sneak with a stare that only the most feared Drill Sergeants can give-"-I'll shut up now."-finished Sneak.

"I think I need to go and 'talk' with Macintosh."-said West, resuming is defeated expression.

"Why don't you wait your nose get better first?"

"So Redheart can scream with me about wasting medical supplies? I think not, it's better that I still have some of the stitches than after she get them away."

With that West got out of the Hospital and went to the Sweet Apple Acres, imagining how many teeth he would lose from a kick or a punch from Big Macintosh.

Author's Note

Real One: You want to know something strange, this account has the Guardians of Chaos name and the photo of Lava Demon but just now they appear, am I an idiot or not?