Chapters Warhammer 40K: The Path to Ruin
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+Year: 41st Millennium+Dawnbreak of Eras ,+Unknown +
The space around them rumbled with the explosions of different sub-levels being hit by the on-coming barrage. Alpha and his squad were thrown to the walls of the narrow corridor, but kept walking without undeterred . The Ultramarines' ship was in retreat and the Legionnaires are ordered to get to their boarding pods.
“Get me that battle cruiser, they can not be allowed to escape!” The captain’s voice shouted through the vox-speakers, even over the din of explosions and quakes. Hearing the captain’s proved only to motivate the squads further, quickening their pace to execute their orders.
“Hurry up, I don’t plan on letting those loyalist scum get away!” sergeant Grundar ordered.
The squad hit the wall once more as another explosion erupted within the starship. The vox-bead in his ear was filled with vox-chatter, but he managed to pick an important one.
'The battle cruiser “Vanguard of Ultramar” preparing for warp jump. All boarding squads to their pods at once!'
“Sir!” Alpha yelled.
“I heard, keep moving!” Sgt. Grundar ordered, quickening the pace. “We will spill their lesser blood in the name of Chaos and the Alpha Legion!”
“Khorne, give me strength…” Alpha growled to himself, eager to battle.
They reach the boarding pods, theirs was the only one left to launch. “Everyone inside.” he ordered, punching the keys in to open the pod.
Alpha was the first to enter the pod and set to secure himself in the throne, when another explosion hit. This one was much closer and it sent the whole squad off their feet. Alpha slammed to the back of his seat, the harness locked down, and the pod door slammed shut.
The explosion must have damaged the machine and causing the pod to malfunction. Which in turn caused the pod to explosively fire off with only Alpha in the pod staring at the monitor hanging above in vain at his squad as he traveled roughly through the void towards the battle cruiser.
Alpha stared at the monitor a moment before switching to another one. The Vanguard was already commencing warp jump, its bow already plunging into the chaotic energies of the broken space of reality. All around is a scene of battle, most of the loyalist attack craft are retreating back into the hangers of the Vanguard, while others were still engaged in the firefight or trying to shoot down the remaining boarding pods before they penetrate the ship’s hull and attack from within.
However, in his observation he realized that his situation is worse than he thought. The explosion had caused the ship to shift slightly out of place, so that when the boarding pod fired off, instead of heading towards the Vanguard, Alpha is blasting through the void straight into the entropy of the warp portal.
Alpha felt a long forgotten feeling, something that not even facing a Warhound Titan made him feel: Dread. The Warp is that of pure chaos itself. Ships, housing thousands, have been known to go through these portals and come out as millions-of-years old ghost ships, possibly housing whatever entities from the Warp that has consumed the crew, those were the lucky ones. Most of those ship were protected by layers of heavy armor plating, psychic-barriers, and a psychic navigator whom guides the ship through the storms of chaos.
With only the Dreadclaw and its meager hull in comparison, Alpha will be at the mercy of the Warp and the daemons that lie within.
As the massive warp portal looms in the monitors, Alpha could only silently curse his fate. This is not how he imagine he would go out. Cruel fate seems has decided that he will be torn apart by the Warp and its inhabitants. No glory, no favors from the Dark Gods, only fed to the daemons like a bone to hungry strays.
Even as he plunged into the portal, he steeled himself and kept his eyes on the monitors. However, when he was inside the Warp he did something he never thought he would ever do. He screamed.
Pain exploded throughout his body, he grit his teeth as best he could but it doesn’t help that his focus continued falters. The monitors sparked out and come back to life constantly. Multicolored souls shift past and around him and his armor and vital readings were going haywire but all he could feel was the Warp’s influence taking a toll on his body, and the screaming in his mind. Bones shifted, limbs changed, and the sound of metal of his armor creak as it too morphed under the effects of the Warp.
The Machine Spirit within the Dreadclaw continued to press on relentlessly, driving forward through the ethereal storms of the Warp. It didn't care for the daemons that clawed at its metallic skin or of the failing systems. The engines roared with increasing furiosity as did its raging spirit, tearing through the unreal space as though to wage war. It crash through daemons and impossible cities of the Warp alike. One unlucky daemonette had its head tore off, as one of the claws punch into the daemonette's throat before severing the head completely. The body went through a flow of exotic spasms before falling lifelessly and devoured by the energies of the Warp .
The Dreadclaw soon found itself facing another force. At first it was only a small amount of resistance, but it soon grew to a force that threaten to halt the pod. The Machine Spirit roared at the opposing force. It was meant to pierce the skies, and no force will prevent its purpose. The resistance refused to give up. They battled with one another unrelenting. The Dreadclaw pushed its engines, unheeding the warning alarms. Slowly but surely, the resistance begun to break, ripping the space within the Warp. Seizing the opportunity, it pushed the engines into overdrive. It soon found itself back in real space, and sailing towards an unknown planet.
Alpha opened his eyes, unaware that he blacked out at some point. He didn’t understand how he made it through, but after an eternity he did. The gravity shifted within the pod and shake violently. The systems no longer worked, and he almost forgot that he was making planet fall when the pod landed with a thunderous crash.
The smoking pod opened like a burning flower, the sea-green paint burnt black from the reentry, and the harness finally released its hold on him. Alpha fell to the floor, the pain draining everything from him. His power armor was damaged, and his visor readouts were faint, the suit struggling to regain proper function. Thankfully his armor wasn't out of power, or else he wouldn't be able to move at all. With what little fortune he had, he proceed to pick himself up only to notice the changes that the Warp has done to him.
His hands and feet were replaced with hoofs and his armor was morphed to suit the new body. With a hoof, He reached up to his helmet, and by the shape of the morphed helm it seems that he also gained a muzzle.
At his backside, Alpha saw that his paludron became his rear armor and from which an opening from the center of it sprouted a hairy black tail with a single large unkempt green stripe running the length of it.
Enough time was wasted taking in this new form, so he look at the area around him.
It was dark out, the full moon shining brightly in the night sky. A mass of trees surrounded him, and the sounds of chirping insects invaded his ears. The pod had left a large smoking ditch nearby, which had knocked down a few trees. He decided that it was time to scout the area to get his bearings.
However, as soon as he tried to move, he doubled over in pain, screaming. The screams of the Warp still lingered in his mind, threatening to kill him. The pain only continued to spread out to the rest of his body.
With nothing left to do, he proceed to crawl, not knowing where he was going. He just felt like he needed to get moving. He continued to crawl for a good amount of time before he reached a dirt road and finally collapsed in exhaustion, screaming stopped.
As his vision blurred out, the last thing he saw was something running towards him calling out.
“Sweet Celestia, are you alright?!”
What’s a Celestia? he thought to himself, before blacking out.
Warhammer 40K: The Path to Ruin
*Author Note* First I would like to thank the people that read the prologue and gave me their thoughts on the story, which helped me fix a few things and motive me. Thanks to those that fave the story and/or gave it a thumbs up. For those that gave it a thumbs down, I'm aware that I can't please everyone and This took awhile to work on. I've been quite busy working, taking care of my little sister, and with my Chorus rehearsals coming up recently and a concert coming up next week, it was was a little tough to get some work in to this story. Also I should point out that I'm not an Active story writer, so working on this is a somewhat slow process as I type the story when I find the time. now you won't see another chapter for awhile as I will be working the next TWO chapters to gave a juicy bone to give to my readers to chew on. BTW I always believe reading from FIMFiction is best read with the "Dark Setting" *Now on with the story*
The chain-sword whirred with a sickening wetness as it penetrated the heavily armored royal-blue chest piece and hardened bone, letting loose a gushing stream of blood that covered Alpha and its host. Alpha faced his victim with a black screaming death mask, the eyes a set a vibrant red. His victim sang a bloody death rattle as the chain weapon ripped at his organs within.
Alpha withdrew the active weapon from body, and tore the blue helmet off his victim by cutting its head off. Holding the bleeding thing in his hand, he looked at it briefly - the white Ʊ symbol of the Ultramarines painted on the forehead - before discarding the head into the pool of blood.
A rune symbol appeared from Sgt. Grundar on his visor display, signaling him that they are moving forward. The battle is still goes on, and there are still many enemies to fight. Alpha rushed towards to join his squad, his weapons mag-locked to his armor except for his bolter pistol.
They have been spotting more patrols lately, they must be drawing close the communication bunker that somewhere in this dense jungle. Alpha blend in with jungle like his brothers, their sea blue-green armor gave them more cover as they slinked in the shadows, the undergrowth crushed softly under their footsteps.
He turned to the brother next to him, slightly staring at the sea green helm that many of his brothers wore, and setted the vox to a private channel and signaling his brother to do the same.
“Sigma, I wish to speak about the Primarch.”
“You mean our Father, Alpharius Omegon, what of it?”
“I can’t get over this feeling that something’s wrong. He should have gone off planet when he had the chance.”
“You have voiced your worries to our Father -as did many more during the gathering- and they are misplaced brother, our Father knows what he is doing, he always did. The Ultramarines are too regulated by their Codex Astartes. They lack flexibility with their strategies and tactics. They are too leashed to their pitiful book and it has made them weak.” Sigma chuckled softy, though the vox made it sound more like a tank shifting gears.
“I worry all the same, the Ultramarines are nothing to trifle with. They outnumber us greatly, and even though we have fought through harsher odds, I can’t get over this feeling that something’s amiss.” Alpha spoke drearily.
A rune from Sgt. Grundar appeared on their red visor display, signaling them that more enemies have been spotted.
Sigma only grunted with disapproval, “The day will be ours. Never forget brother: We are the Alpha Legion. We are all Alpharius. We are all one.”
Alpha awoken slowly, the after-pains of the Warp still lingering, but he felt numbed for a different reason. He found himself in a bright white room lit by the morning sun. The first thing he notice that he was laying on top of a soft bed with railing on the sides. The bed was uncomfortable; he preferred his slab of his cell. A quick body assessment confirmed that there were no intrusive surgery done and that he was still a pony, which -unsurprisingly- he didn’t like.
He saw that he was hooked up to a few machines, one was a heart monitor, which beeped erratically to the beats of his twin hearts, and several others that he didn’t recognized. He had a tube connected to his arm that lead to a clear bag of dripping fluid that hung from a pole, his senses telling him that it’s the source of his numbness.
Alpha gripped the tube with his mouth and ripped it out from his fore hoof with rising anger, his systems quickly process the liquid to nullify the numbness. He didn’t need any medical treatment from whatever lesser being was trying to administer, for his biology was far greater than any mortal man or being. However, he looked with silent anger as he stared at his bare body. They’ve stripped him of his armor.
Right on cue, a white pony with a pink mare walked in. She had a red cross mark with hearts on her flanks and the only piece of clothing she wore was a simple nurse cap with the same symbol as that on her flank.
She walked up to him and spoke with a gentle voice, “It’s good to see you up, We were worried about your irregular heartbeat. I’m Nurse Redheart, I hope you are feeling better”
“Where’s my armor?...” Alpha asked, putting up a calm demeanor. however, his true emotions must have shown in his eyes, for the mare looked at him unsure how to answer without setting off the large pony.
“I’m sorry.” she responded, a nervous cough escaping her throat. “The doctors couldn’t check on your condition with all that metal encasing your body and it was almost impossible to move you in that state, so we had a team to remove it.”
“You will pay dearly for desecrating Legionnaire armor.” Alpha growled, rising from the bed and jumping at the defenseless nurse with hooves ready to strike her down.
The nurse shrieked and rolled over, dodging the punch by an inch before galloping away screaming for security. Alpha moved away from the small hoof-shaped crater he made on the floor and tried to chase the fleeing nurse, but when he tried to run he slipped and fell to the floor.
“Damn these appendages.” Alpha growled, slowly getting up on all four. He knew that he didn’t have to much time before the security or something else comes by and stop him. Slowly he moved on all fours in a slow and shaky motion, like how the nurse moved when she ran out.
After a minute, he managed to walk around effectively, if not comfortably, and he made his way towards the large window where the sunlight beamed in, surveying this new world.
The buildings in this town were a lot shorter than anything he’s use to, even the tallest building in town is hardly the size of the smallest hab-block. The buildings themselves are so brightly colored, and look so vulnerable with the woodwork, a stark contrast to the dark, steel and concrete buildings he have seen. Past the town, he spotted a barn and an orchard of trees. Beyond that a dense forest, the area where he most likely crash landed. On another side lied several pathes that into whatever is past the horizon.
The inhabitants were also ponies. He can see a market from his vantage point. Ponies everywhere, of every shape and color imaginable, and there were some that even flying, but Alpha quickly lost interest after taking in the facts. He was on an unknown planet, surrounded by equine xenos and he’s stuck in the form of one until farther notice.
“Quickly, we have to restrain him!”
That was his cue to leave. Alpha grabbed at the bed sheet with his mouth, and ran out towards the window. The guards came through the doorway, in time to hear him crash through the window and the bed sheet ripping on the broken window. When they looked down they saw the sheet leading down, and their mysterious charge running towards Ponyville.
Nurse Redheart poked her head into the room a minute later, “Is he secured?”
“No, he escaped” said one of the guard ponies, turning to the nurse.
“And he’s heading towards town” said the other, still looking out the window.
“Oh no, we need to get him back before he hurts anypony.”
“Don’t worry ma’am, the guards and I will get him back.” said the guard.
Alpha made his way into town, no caring to hide his tracks since whomever will be sent chasing after him will no doubt think to check the closest town regardless. Finally reaching the market center, he allowed himself to relax a bit as he walked around and learn more of this place. He spotted stores selling particular merchandise, restaurants ranging from fine dining to simple snacks. He even spotted at building that looked like it was made out of food itself, he had seen some strange things in his time but even that has left him a little baffled.
As he made his way to “Town Hall”, at least that what the sign said on the primitive light post, he took glances at the inhabitants for closer inspection. He noticed that while the regular equines were many, there were a few number of them flying, and even fewer that had a horn and produced magic. He was also a lot larger than any of them, surprisingly only a few looked at him, while most that noticed him simply greeted him, all of them quickly got back to whatever they were doing.
The most noticeable thing of all of them is that almost all of them, save for the younger ones, had a mark on their flanks, each unique to their own. He quickly glanced at both his flanks. No mark whatsoever. This will make it more difficult for him to blend in if he is the only one without a mark, something he’ll have to deal with later.
Around Town Hall, there were thankfully lesser number of ponies around. He was nearing the bridge when he decided to get a good look at himself from the water that ran under the bridge.
He had a sharp muzzle and his teeth were largely unchanged. He had a long black mane that partly draped his face with a strong sky-blue tint on the side of his bangs, and his eyes a twisting color of sea-green. Along his neck bore the scar from the claws of a Genestealer, the creature managed to slash him when his squad was exploring a space hulk. Regardless of the old scar, by pony standards, he wasn’t that bad looking but his thoughts are filled with questions that needed to be answered.
His thoughts returned to his awakening, finding a enough time to do so. “Sigma would never let me hear the end of it, if he knew about this.” he thought out loud.
Suddenly, he felt something hit his hind leg. He turned to see a bright multicolored ball at his fee- ‘hooves’.
“cuse me mister, can ah git my ball back?” said an accented voice.
He turned to see a little yellow filly standing before him, her red mane topped off with a large pink bow. Her friends standing behind her: a white unicorn with purple and pink curls, and a orange pegasus with an unkempt purple mane. The unicorn was looking at him with smiling interest, tilting her head now and then as though studying him. The pegasus on the other hand was already bored, resorting to kicking a rock back and forth with a hoof.
“Hurry up Applebloom...” the pegasus cried out annoyed.
“Hush you, ah got it.” Applebloom retorted, “Say...I’ve never seen yu 'round here before. You new here?”
“Yes, I’ve recently arrived here.” Alpha said, kicking back the ball to the fillies, “Do you where I can find a source of information? The written type would be preferable.”
“Ah know just the place. You wan'ta head over to the library over there.” Applebloom pointed past a couple houses, where a tree stood within the town.
“You have my thanks little one.” He said, making his way towards the library. Behind him, he can hear little Applebloom’s voice, 'Darn, still no cutie mark…'
After bobbing his way through several buildings, Alpha was just coming out an alleyway, only quickly retreated back into its shadow. He spotted a guard from the hospital, still wearing his white uniform, talking to a female bystander. From where he was hiding, he can hear the guard asking her if she have seen a pony fitting Alpha’s description, to which she pointed towards town hall and sent him on his way.
Alpha kept a look out and noticed seven more guards among the crowds, and even three pegasus patrolling the air. He stealthily made his way through the crowd, keeping his head low to avoid attention. However, the crowd worked in his favor, allowing him to bypass many of the guards. For his amusement, He even tapped one on the shoulder, causing the guard to look around and even causing him to head off in the other direction, as Alpha made his way to the library.
He reached the library without any trouble, the guard still patrolling most of the town though, scanning the grounds for the Chaos warrior. He lifted a hoof and knocked on the wooden door, shortly wondering how do they operate certain things without hands.
“One moment!” cried a female voice. A purple aura covered the door handle and opened the door. In front of him stood a purple unicorn, her well-kept mane a variety of purple, pink, and a very dark blue. However, the mare’s eyes went wide with recognition.
“It’s yo--!” Alpha knocked the mare out with a hoof to the face, which sent her crashing to a nearby wall. He went up to inspect her body, he didn’t hit her that hard, so there wasn’t anything too damaging, only a large bruise.
He locked the door and made his way to the shelves, picking five books to go through. By the time, he placed the last book on the table, he heard something coming down the stairs nearby.
“Hey Twilight, what’s with the noise?” said a small dragon, yawning. Spike glanced at Twilight lying unconscious with a large bruise on her face. He turned to the unknown stallion suddenly standing before him, by Celestia he was large maybe even larger than Big Mac. He swore that the stallion was by the table a second ago, before the mysterious pony knocked him out.
“Enough of that.” Alpha said, looking down at the dragon. He took several minutes to check if there was anyone else around. He found a door that led to the basement, and he spent even more time dragging the unconscious bodies down. The dragon’s body took little time to put away, the mare’s took a little bit longer. Finally he was able to set himself by the table and tasked himself to learning what he can with from the books in front of him.
It didn’t take him too long to finish two of the books, they were pretty basic reading material meant for kids but at least now he knew that he was in a place called “Equestria”, and the (recorded) creatures that lived there. In addition, he learned a little bit about Equestria’s ruler, Celestia. Apparently she is strong enough to move the sun in addition to having a score of soldiers at her disposal. Before he could pick up the next book, there were heavy knocks on the door.
“Twilight Sparkle, we need to speak to you.” a stallion spoke from the door.
Alpha finished putting the books back in their place and check outside from the windows upstairs. Sure enough, it was the guards. There were only three of them, two earth stallions and a female pegasus. They knocked on the door some more, impatient growing on the lead’s face. Alpha made his way down and used window in the back. He quickly made his get away.
“HEY, Stop right there!” a mare shouted. He ran and glanced behind him. The pegasus was making a beeline towards him, as the two stallions ran after him. The pegasus was the fastest one out of the three and tried to tackle Alpha, but he dodged it, causing her to crash into the dirt which took her some time to compose herself and give chase.
His best bet was to lose them was to get into the Everfree forest, but he needs to get out of town first. So he ran through the town, weaving his way between buildings and past large crowds in order to at least confuse and slow them down. However, the few pegasi that still patrolled the town were now hot on his tail, while four more stallions chased him. One stallion ambushed him when he came out of an alley. Alpha knocked him out the way, causing the stallion to hit the wall and knocking him out. He didn’t have the time to simply kill them outright
He managed to reach the outskirt, galloping his way down into the orchard, which was filled with apple trees. Innocent baskets were knocked out the way as Alpha plowed his way through, spilling the contents, which were crushed by his pursuers. Alpha saw that they were close behind, while the pegasi flew overhead, unable to into the accurately tackle him with the trees in their way. Up ahead, Alpha saw a orange pony wearing a stetson.
“WhAT the Hay is going on here?!” She exclaimed.
Alpha ran pass her, simply ignoring the accented mare. However, after seeing the damaged that Alpha and his pursuers have done, the cowpony had other ideas. Applejack whipped out her lasso and managed to bind Alpha’s legs together.
“Now where do you think you’re going?” she said roping the stallion in.
He had to work quickly, so Alpha wrapped more of the rope on one of his leg and pulled hard, sending a surprised mare sailing towards him. When she was close enough, he head-butted her with a bone-rattling impact. The cowpony groaned dizzily, before collapsing unconscious. Using his teeth, he cut the rope and rushed himself towards the Everfree once more.
However the damn pony took up most of his time and two pegasi engaged him, one of them tackling him while the other hovered in the air hoping to swooping in. he knocked out the one on top of him and launched him into the other with his hind-hooves. One of the Earth stallions tried to tackle Alpha by himself, only to get a nasty buck-shot to the face.
Alpha managed to reach the Everfree forest, but not before passing a yellow pegasus and her cottage. Her only response was a quick ‘eep!’ when Alpha passed her on the road and entered the forest. He managed to get deep within the forest, his pursuers chasing from behind, while the pegasi were forced to stop their chase. Alpha looked behind him and spotted only two ponies - one blue, the other white - still giving chase, but seeing how they are constantly looking around only means that they can’t see well in the darkness and that they are only following him by the sounds of his hoof steps. It was time to end this.
“Morning Whistle, he went that way.” said the blue pony, his partner close behind.
“Night Dart, remember that we have to take him in without hurting him.” Morning Whistle explained.
“Have you SEEN what he did to the other ponies!?” Night Dart exclaimed, “I won’t kill him but there’s no way he’s coming out unharmed.”
It wasn’t long before the forest to become dark and menacing, having long steered off the proper path a while back to chase the escapee. No longer hearing the escapee’s hoofsteps, the two of them slowed down to a walking pace to conserve energy.
“I think we should go back. Organize a search party” Morning Whistle said, worry growing on his voice as he eyed warily at the trees.
“Fine, go back you newbie,” Night Dart said, “I’ll actually DO my job and make sure to bring him back!”
Morning Whistle just looked at his co-worker and headed back the way they came. It didn’t take long for Night Dart to lose sight of Whistle in the darkness and trees. Just as Night Dart mentally insult Whistle fro leaving, he heard movement nearby and quickly resume his hunt. This time he was crawling low now, being careful not to make his presence known. He looked pass a bush to see a small opening where a silhouette sat, it was hard to tell from the distance and lack of light.
“You should know that no one should ever travel the Everfree by themselves.” a dreadful voice said behind him.
Night Dart looked up behind him to see the large pony. Next thing he knew, he was sailing through the air into the opening with a black eye. He saw that the silhouette he saw was no more than a moved rock, by Celestia he felt stupid for falling for that.
“You should’ve listened to your little friend, Morning Whistle, he was smart enough to go back.” said the Escapee, casually walking up to Dart. “Now you will tell me what I need to know and you’ll get out of this alive.”
“Buck you.” Night Dart said weakly. The Escapee just placed a hoof on a leg and pushed down until something ‘snapped’, Night Dart screamed in pain.
“This easily can be less painful, just tell me what I want to know.” the pony smoothly, his voice rumbled with a underlayer of a growl.
“Like I’ll tell you anything.” Night Dart said, confident in his defiant despite the broken leg. For a second, Dart thought he saw a corner of the stallion’s mouth curved into a smile.
“Very well then, you made your chose.” the stallion said drawing close to Night Dart’s face, the smile no longer there.
“Blood for the Blood God…”
“Wha--?” was all Night Dart was able to say, before he felt sharp teeth tore at his throat and choked in a pool of his own blood.
Warhammer 40K: The Path to Ruin
Chapter 2: To the Library!
“Twilight Sparkle dear, please wake up!” a voice called out.
Twilight opened her weary eyes to see a worried Rarity looking down at her while Rainbow Dash hovered above. When she tried to speak, Twilight could only groan in response, she felt like an apple cart crashed into her and backed up again.
“She’s Awake!” said the cyan pegasus, hovering in the air. The sounds of movement helped her focus her thoughts. She sat up and saw Pinkie hopping down the stairs with Spike coming along slowly from behind. Pinkie was as happy as ever, but Twilight could tell that Pinkie was quite worried as the rest of them. Spike on the other hand looked like he was worse for wear, a nasty bruise on his shoulder and neck.
Pinkie zoomed to her in a flash and spoke in a flurry of words. “Ooh! Ooh! Twilight, Twilight, it’s SO good to see you up! When I heard you needed help I came ASAP, which means ‘As Soon As Possible’. Well not exactly 'as soon as possible'. I had to feed Gummy, deliver an order for the Cakes, make myself an afternoon snack, fix my "Pinkie's Super Duper Spinning Whirling Air Machine" after I crashed it. But after I finished adding more balloons, THen I came as quickly as I could and when I got here TheRe were so Many ponies at your place and I got worried that you were having a Party and I forgot about it and then, and then--”
“That’s quite enough dear.” Rarity said, placing a hoof on Pinkie’s mouth, though Pinkie was content to continue speaking despite the physical barrier. She turned to Twilight. “Apparently a horrid ruffian from the hospital escaped and caused all kinds of trouble, and when I heard that you and Applejack got hurt…I nearly fainted.”
“Applejack got hurt?!” Twilight asked.
“Yeah,” Rainbow Dash answered. “She tried to stop that jerk, but he managed to knock her out. The Apple family is talking care of her now. If it was me, that colt wouldn't see me coming." She threw a one-two hoof combo in the air for emphasis. “He was lucky that I was at Cloudsdale, and I didn’t hear about it until I got back, which reminds me. Pinkie, Why didn’t you hear anything? From what I heard, this guy caused quite the stir in Ponyville, and I figured that you and your Pinkie Senses would’ve caught wind of it.”
“That’s an easy one. I was taking a nap!” Pinkie exclaimed happily. Rarity and Rainbow Dash just looked at her with disbelief before deciding to drop the matter. Spiked moved up to Twilight, both still quite sore from their injuries. "I also heard that Fluttershy was busy trying to calm her animals, but she is currently hiding in her cottage” Pinkie perked.
“I didn’t wake up too long before you and the ponies from the hospital were kind enough to send a medic to check up on the both of us. We were just about to move you to the bed, when you woke up.”
“I need to report this is to the Princess right away.” Twilight rose with trembling legs, only to get caught by her friends.
The room was suddenly filled with brilliant light, and from the door stood a celestial presence with wings flared and a spectral mane flowing in ghostly winds. Princess Celestia folded her wings as she walked down the stairs with grace.
“It’s quite alright Twilight,” the Princess said when she joined their little group. “I’ve received your letter about your discovery of the strange pony, but I couldn’t come by early due to royal business. From what I’ve heard, it was this same pony that caused all the commotion in town.” A look of pitiful sorrow rose in Twilight's eyes.
“I’m so sorry Princess, if I knew he would be this dangerous I would’ve--”
“Twilight Sparkle, you acted with the best of intensions towards a stranger, and I commend you for your kindness. You couldn’t have known that he would’ve been so hostile. You have done well to inform me of your discovery. I blame myself for not being here when you needed me.” Princess Celestia spoke with regret. She moved closer to Twilight and cast a healing spell on her. “Now Twilight can you recount the events that have led to you find this strange pony?”
Gaining her strength back, Twilight stood before the goddess and told her story. How she was star-gazing when she saw a strange ripple in the night sky. the ripple soon became a literal tear in space, in which multi-colored lights danced within. It was quite difficult to focus on it but she could feel the energy pulsing around it. Shortly after the rift appeared, an unidentified object came through a blazing down into the Everfree where it crashed. She even pointed out how surprised that no one else woke to this. Wanting to investigate the site, she immediately headed to the Everfree in the dark of night.
“Really Twi…you tried to go into the Everfree in the middle of the night?…” Rainbow Dash interrupted.
“Yeah, not one of my best ideas,” Twilight admitted, sheepishly. She continued her story. By the time she arrived to the entrance of the Everfree, she was having second thoughts. It wasn’t long after entering the forest, she heard something coming out of the woodwork. She was prepared to repel, but upon seeing that something crawling out and collapse, she went up to it and discovered that it was a pony in the strangest of armor, the most notable feature was the green hydra emblem on the pauldron. Discovering that she couldn’t even move the pony, even with magic, she went to the hospital for help, and for two days things were normal until the pony broke out, and the rest is history.
“I’m sorry, Princess, that I wasn’t too clear on the first letter I was kind of a rush.” Twilight said.
“It’s quite alright Twilight, I understand.”
“What should we do?” Twilight asked.
After moment of comedic thinking, Pinkie's ears perked up. “We should throw him a PARTY!” she said lifting her arms in the air as party balloons, confetti, and streamers burst out from behind her. somehow…
Everyone turned to her with disbelief, Rainbow Dash stared displeased.
“Really Pinkie…” Dash sighed. “That crazy pony hurt Twilight, Applejack and who knows who else, and you want to throw him a ParTY?!” she shouted close to Pinkie's face.
Pinkie only giggled and squished RD's face. “Come on Dashie, if we throw him a party maybe he’ll stop being a mean-meanie-grumpy-pants and apologize. After all, no pony can resist a Pinkie Pie Party!”” Pinkie happily hopped in place as she said the last part.
“Pinkie, dear, I highly doubt one like himself would take part in your parties...” Rarity said, trying to reason with Pinkie.
“Well it can’t hurt to ask.” Pinkie said smiling. Rarity decided that it was best not to engage the argument.
“So what should we do now Princess?” Twilight asked.
Princess Celestia looked upon her student. “We won’t force him out of hiding, but I can not risk having him hurt any of my little ponies. I will station a group of guards to watch over Ponyville. You may speak with Gallant Aura if you need anything.”
On cue, Gallant Aura came down the basement steps and bowed before the Princess. Gallant Aura sported a dark tan coat of fur and a fine horn on his head. He stood with a pose that demanded respect from those under him. In contrast to the Canterlot Guards’ gold armor set, he wore a heavy armor set of iron with chain-linked armor covering the joints and neck. He also had a angular visor propped against his horn, allowing everyone to see the scar on his blind left eye, curtsy of a griffon claw from the war.
“Princess, we have set up our camp at the end of the park you ordered, and I have the guards patrolling the town.” Gallant said, his voice sharp and precise.
“Excellent work Gallant Aura. This is my student Twilight Sparkle along with her friends, you will assist them when needed.” said the Princess. “I must go now Twilight, I still have to set the sun for the coming night. All of you rest well.”
“As you wish Princess.” Gallant bowed towards the Princess, and turned to Twilight and her friends. “Unfortunately I can not stay any longer, I must get back the camp and oversee my camp, but feel free to speak to me for assistance.” Gallant said taking his leave.
“So what now?” Dash asked, “We gonna get this jerk and knock some sense in him?” she said bonking her hooves together.
“Rainbow DASH.” Rarity said sternly. “Now is not the time to think going after that no good pony, while our friends in their condition.”
“She’s right.” Twilight said. “It’s going to be night soon and it will be hard to track him, and I have no intention of going in there in the dark with a dangerous pony running in there. A good night’s sleep sounds really good right now after the whole ordeal.”
“Whatever, fine…” Dash flew out the of basement “I’ll see you later.”
“I must be going to.” Rarity said “I have to care of Sweetie Belle and make dinner.”
“See you girls.” Twilight said, waving a hoof. “You going to go too Pinkie?”
“Yeah, somepony needs to throw a Welcome party for her new friends. See you later Twilight.” she said. Pinkie threw down colorful smoke bombs. When the smoke cleared, Pinkie flew her strange flying machine out of the basement.
“See you Twilight” she said over the noise of the machine, waving a hoof.
“Come on Spike, I need to do a little studying before I can go to sleep.” Twilight said.
Spike sighed. “I’ll make some tea…”
Alpha stared out of his cave, watching the silhouette of Ponyville as the moon rose up to the sky, small dots of the pegasi. Even after devouring Night Dart for his memories, the Hunger took over him, much too quickly over something so little. It didn't care though. It demanded to be sated. In his bloodlust, he tore at the corpse and devour its flesh with innate fervour, but it wasn’t enough. The Craving called out louder. After moving through the forest killing any little creature that crossed his path, he soon found a cave up on the mountain side and annihilated a large black bear that dwell there, its blood spattered the walls and its mangled carcass still laying in the corner of the cave where he killed it. He stood at the mouth of the cave, the bear's blood clung to his fur and dried on his lips, his mind felt clearer after the bout.
He can the gentle breeze on his matted fur, the warm rays of the rising moon reach him with unfiltered eyes. Yet he cared little of it, if anything he was annoyed by it all. It constantly remind him that he was without his armor, and without it he felt…incomplete. He must acquire his armor as soon as possible. Once he possess his armor, he can figure out what to do after. He stood and made his way into town once more, walking with purpose.
“Here Twilight” Spike said, pouring another cup of tea for her next to a stack of books. For the last two hours, she have been reading and skimming through each book in search of the answers she sought. However, each one did little to quell her inquiries and if anything only raised more questions for its elusiveness.
“I thought you said that you wanted to get some sleep?” he asked
“I still can’t get my mind over what I saw in the sky that night.” she said, closing yet another book and adding it to a growing pile. "There is a possibly that the stranger and the anomaly are connected."
“I know that it has a mystical properties to it -I felt the surge myself- but none of these books even speak about such strange portals with strange multiple changing lights within them.” she exclaimed, ready to give up.
“Maybe the Canterlot Royal Library will have the answer?” Spike stated. He regret it the moment he said it. Twilight sparked up with zest.
“Spike, you’re a genius! I’ll go to the Canerlot Library, look over their books about mystical portals and find the answer I am looking for!” she said excitedly, rushing over a few things to pack. “Come on Spike, let’s go!”
“But Twilight, Canterlot Library isn’t open this time of the night, and you said that you were going to get some rest.” Spike pled. Twilight, however, was already standing beside an open door.
“I’ll get some rest after I get some answers. To the Royal Library!” Twilight said, taking in a heroic pose before dashing out the door.
“You were better off out-cold…” Spike muttered as he hurried along after her.
“Can you get these papers to Filing, Stacy?”
“No problem, Mr. Whistle” Stacy whispered.
Morning Whistle finally finished writing his report about the incident. When he finally got out of the forest, it took a bit of time to get a team to go with him. When they did find Night Dart, he was horrified at what he saw, a few others lost their lunch.
Night Dart’s remains, which is to best fit the description, was torn to shreds. A large chunk of his neck was ripped, where most of the blood -which was difficult to tell with the giant red mess until on-site autopsy crew came by- flowed out. There were so many lacerations on the face that mostly bone was left on half his face. He could still see the look of horror in Night Dart’s good eye, his other eye was found on a nearby tree. Even one of his limbs was ripped, they didn’t need to look far for that one with the distant sounds of more upchucking.
He regretted leaving him alone to his death. He knew that the Everfree was dangerous, yet he left him there because he was a coward, alone with a terrible killer. He not getting any restful sleep tonight, or any other night for a while. Maybe he’ll stay in his office for a little bit and get some paperwork done…
A few minutes later, he collapsed to sleep.
“He’s really depressed over what happened to Night Dart.” said Stacy Gentlehoof, an intern at the hospital.
“That’s really unfortunate.” said Swirly Pop, a new guard filling in for Night Dart. “What did they ever do with the escapee’s items?”
“I don’t know, but I heard that they’re shipped it to another team in the Canterlot Archives for study yesterday.”
“Is Canterlot that castle in the mountain side?” Swirly asked.
“Yeah that’s Canterlot Castle, home to the Princesses. Canterlot itself is home to a lot of noble and/or rich ponies. A lot of ponies around here know that.” Stacy said, looking at Swirly Pop questionly.
“I was a transfer from Manehattan.” Swirly Pop said. “I never saw Canterlot before ‘til I arrived here.”
“Oh right, sorry if I came off rude.” She said apologetically. "I've never been to Canterlot myself too."
“It’s quite alright. Now if you don’t mind, I must get back to my rounds.” Swirly Pop smiled, leaving Stacy to her own devices.
Swirly Pop made his way outside some distance away from the hospital.Once he was good distance away from the hospital, He took of the uniform and stashed it in a hole, he may have use for it later. It was a risk to question the mare like that, he almost blew his cover asking about Canterlot. The real Swirl Pop was dead, his body well hidden. At least now Alpha knew where his armor is located.
The local mode of long range transportation was the train station, so he got the late night ticket with the bits that Swirl Pop had on him, and made his way to Canterlot. Unknown to Alpha, Twilight Sparkle was two cars in front of him.
It didn’t take long for him to make his way to Canterlot Castle, however, something concerned him. the castle is the location of his armor and possibly his weapons, but it was also home of their ruler Princess Celestia. However, the mare said that it was home of the “Princesses” meaning that there was more than one powerful being living here. He must find the location of the archives and his armor and take it back, but he must first get inside without alerting the guards that patrolled the area.
His ears picked up the sound of hooves. He slid into the shadows and waited...
“Come on Spike, we’re burning moonlight.” Twilight said quietly, dressed in her black outfit that she wore the last time she snuck in. The Canterlot Gardens is the least guarded so Twilight and Spike were able to sneak through without much trouble.
“I’m coming, I’m coming.” he says close behind, dressed in a similar outfit.
“So why did we need to bring some rope? why can't we just teleport in, or come in the same way the first time?” Spike asked.
“I would teleport us in but it seems that they placed a magic barrier to prevent anypony from doing that, and they have increased their security since the last time” She explained.
“Spike, can you use the hook and rope to get to that window?” she asked pointing up.
“I’ll see what I can do.” He said, swinging the hook around before tossing it to the windowsill. The hook flew and landed with a satisfying ‘thunk’.
“Good job Spike, climb the rope and I’ll get myself up with magic.” Twilight instructed.
Spike nodded, “See you up there.”
It took some time to climb the rope but when he reached the top, Twilight had already used her magic on her horn to cut one of the window panes out.
“Spike, I need you to unlock the window for me”
Spike crawled into the small window space unhooked the latch and opened the window. When Twilight jumped inside, He gathered up the rope and closed the window to prevent alerting the guards. Twilight found a table for them to use and collected a few books, while Spike check the halls outside for guards. Spike soon later grabbed a few books himself and sat on the floor near Twilight, leaning his back on a bookshelf as they both read in the moonlight.
Half an hour have pass and they still haven’t found anything. Twilight was getting unnerved as she skimmed scores of books on magic and the supernatural. Spike on the other hand was nodding off to sleep, so use to the comforts of slumber. Twilight hit her hooves on the wooden table causing Spike to jolt up from his sleepy state.
“Twilight, we’re suppose to be quiet” Spike’s eyes gazed around to make sure no pony hear them.
“Argh! None of these books even mention anything close to phenomenon that I saw last night, not even Starswirl the Bearded have any records of it.” Twilight said. “the thing I saw was…dark, powerful. It was like seeing Nightmare Moon for the first time, only a hundred times scarier.”
*De-Thum*
“What was that?” Spike asked.
“I don’t know, go check.” Twilight whispered.
Much to his discomfort, Spike ventured out into the rows of slightly dusty shelves. He trended carefully into the moonlit shadows. As he neared one of the corners of the library, he swore that he saw a moving shadow. He rushed over only to see a fallen book. He picked up the book up for examination. Its skin was made of smooth glistening black scales, on the cover itself was written in golden letters: Liber Chaotica
Strangely it had no author, instead there was a grim steel six point star with a blue eye in the center of it. He shudder at the creepy eye because of how lifelike it seemed. Without opening the book, Spike see that the pages itself was heavily weathered, despite the near-perfect condition of the cover. Seeing as there is no one around, he figured it was best not to go back empty-handed.
“Find anypony?” Twilight asked when Spike returned.
“No, I did find this weird book.” Spike said handing the book over to Twilight.
“The Liber Chaotica.” Twilight read the title. “Weird, there’s no author.”
“That’s what I thought too.” Spike chirped.
“And there seems to be a bit of magic flowing from the book itself, something I never thought was possible, given of how old this book seem to be.” Twilight said. She spent a few moments to examine the book further, taking note of every corner of it.
Finally she proceeded to open the book and read the first page, written in bloody ink on top the original cover page print.
“To those that found this book, may your Gods have mercy on your souls.”
“I don’t like the sound of that…” Spike worried. “We should put it back.”
“Spike, We came here to learn something, anything, about what I saw three nights ago, and that’s what I plan on doing.” she said.
Twilight skimmed through the book, reading aloud of the dark working of Kaos or best known as Chaos. The chaos that Twilight read was different from Discord’s. Where as Discord mainly causes disorder and confusion, These gods of chaos are horrendous and have hate against one another. Entire pages are dedicated to the unimaginable acts of their followers, each more terrible than the next. Twilight never heard of any of the daemons before and their names alone sent chills.
Every time she read another page, she felt herself become more cold and a growing sense of dread. Spike was not faring any better, he just sat there listening to Twilight as he chewed at his claws. She envy Spike for not having to read the book. The
She flips to one of the pages and --
“Oh DeAR CeLeStia!!” she screamed, falling off her chair.
“What happened?!” Spike asked.
Twilight just pointed at the book in fright. Spike carefully looked at the book from an edge. The picture was a page and a half long, the pigment was old but the color was still there. The image was that of what Twilight saw that night, in greater detail. She can see the daemons stare at her from the book, hundreds upon thousands maws melded within the image seeking to devour the souls of the departed. The image was so detailed that Twilight swore that the daemon maws were trying to get to her. She turned to Spike and saw that he shuddered.
“Man…that’s creepy.” he stated, quickly looking away.
“I think I had enough with this crazy book” Twilight said, quickly closing the dark book. “I should report to Celestia about my findings as soon as possible.”
“But wouldn’t the Princess wonder what you were doing in Canterlot?” Spike asked.
Twilight stopped in her tracks. How will she explain herself to the princess? Will she be disappointed in her intrusion, will Twilight be sent to jail? Will she banished from Equestria or to the Moon?! Oh, the thought of punishment from the princess has Twilight flustered. She paced back and forth, stuck between telling the princess of her finding or avoiding punishment.
Her thoughts were interrupted when bells rang through out the castle. Outside the double door, Twilight and Spike can hear guards running around.
“Intruder in the castle! Get the guards!” Twilight backed away from the doors, fearing that the guards have found her. Instead, the rumbling of hooves upon carpet continued to goes past until the noise died down. Twilight let out a breath that she wasn’t aware of holding. She turned to Spike.
“You know what Spike? I believe this is a good time to leave” Twilight said. Spike just had a look that says ‘You don’t say?…’
Unfortunately the garden is swarming with guards rushing the Canterlot Archives, so they were forced to disrobe the suits and snuck out into the halls, weary of being found.
“Hey You!” Twilight and Spike froze and turned to see a lone female unicorn guard. “What are you doing here?!” she questioned.
“umm…I’m here to talk to the Princess. I have vital information that must reach the Princess.” Twilight said nervously.
“Well I can’t let you go alone. There’s an intruder in the castle and the Guard is on high alert. I can’t take you to the Princess but I can get you someplace safe. Stay close to me” the guard said. Twilight and Spike followed close behind as the female guard led them down corridors
“So what’s your name? I‘m Twilight.” Twilight asked, after several minutes.
“Just call me Katy.” she said, smiling. “Come on we’re almost there.” She trotted ahead of them.
Suddenly a wall and Katy was consumed in a explosion. A shadow emerged from the dust and debris, shouting can be heard from the back of the hole. Spike was knocked out from the blast, and Twilight was still a bit dazed from the shock wave. The figure was dressed in immense sea green armor and a screaming black-faced helmet hung on his side. The figure also held the limp Katy by the throat, clenched between a red maw
When the dust settled moments later, Twilight saw who it was.
“YOU!”
The red pony was covered in blood, most likely not his own. His armor was in a similar state but also held scorch marks and scratches. His eyes was filled with malice and recognition. Within seconds, the red pony was upon Twilight. She didn’t even have time to fear for her life.
Warhammer 40K: The Path to Ruin
Chapter 3: More Blood, Less Story
As an Astartes, Alpha have learned that things never goes as smoothly as you plan, but the reaction to the situation is what makes an Astartes who they are. His chain sword lay a several meters away from him. The blood-stained hydras glared at him, calling to him, but the guards stood in the way, aware of its capability if he were to hold it once more. The guards let loose a wave of magical shots and sent their vanguards at him, Alpha tore through their ranks with devastating effect, wielding a bleeding broken spear taken from a fallen guard, like the many others that littered the hall behind him. He used the bodies of the recently slain as shields, picking them up in his hooves and charging them. He is still not use to standing on his hooves but as long as he can do it he couldn’t care less. Magical blasts blew away chunks of his flesh cover and a vanguard’s spear tore through it, making his shield null. He threw the meat shield at the vanguard, pinning him long enough for Alpha to quickly jam the spear into his skull.
With his speed, their magical shots and primitive spears didn’t come close to hitting their target, those that did find their mark were ineffective against the heavy power-armor. He lodge the broken shaft at a guard’s throat, who in his dying breaths attempted to dislodge it. A panicking unicorn fired at his face as Alpha charged, successfully knocking his head aside, but his victory was short-lived as a creamite hoof smashed the private’s skull against the white stonework.
“Stop him already, you are the Canterlot Royal Guard!” their sergeant urged them on. However, a few of his troops lack the discipline to carry on the will to fight causing those that did to meet an early grave. Their sergeant cursed at their shortcoming and drew his short sword to met with the Astartes. The sergeant was skilled to say the least with the short sword and offered a more interesting fight than his subordinates, Alpha would be lying if he said he wasn’t taking a little pleasure in it.
Their blade flew in the air with roars and silent deadliness. Many times the sergeant drew his blade close to vital points of the armor -the joints, the exposed neck- but Alpha was able to parry the blade against each strike. In addition, with each parry the iron blade chipped against the force of the roaring creamite chain-sword. In a last ditch effect the Royal Guard grabbed one of the fallen flower pot nearby and threw it at Alpha, whom blocked it, shattering the pot and spraying water over him. The Guard lunged at Alpha in his blindness, his blade aimed once more at the exposed neck. Suddenly the Guard felt a burst of pain followed by numbness and fell to the floor with a hard thump. The guard couldn’t move as his blood seeped into the floor, a deep gash at his abdomen exposing his innards to the open air. Alpha paied no more mind to the sergeant as he drew his final breath. He shook the water out of his fur.
“He’s over here!” Another patrol had found him, deploying a mix of earth ponies, unicorns, and even pegesi armed with various melee weapons. He turned to them, he will no longer run, he can no longer play it quietly. He has what he came for and now these xenos will learn the strength of an Astartes. The time to strike is now.
He charged once more into the fray.
[2 HOURS PRIOR] [Within the Library]
The small lizard creature looked left and right, seeing no one, it took the fallen book with him. Alpha hung above on, using the bookshelves as ledges. With his purser gone, he dropped down and left through the double doors, after making sure that no more ponies were around.
The corridors had little means of nighttime lights, save for a few candle lights that lit a few halls. The moon provide the means of lighting up the building in an evening glow. There were few guards save for the distant hoof-steps that he hear echoing from the different parts of the castle. He was cautious regardless, he still doesn’t know the full extent of their security. He crept through the halls, attempting to find any signs of the archives.
He soon passed by a set of stairs that led to the lower levels of the castle, conveniently labeled Canterlot Archives. he made his way down to the steps with silence until he reached an iron door with a restriction sign. He tried to push the door only to find it locked, so he hid under the stairwell until a guard made his rounds. When the guard opened the door, he rushed at the guard and snapped his neck. He donned the guard’s armor and took the keys off his corpse. After hiding the body, he went inside disguised as the guard.
The door led to a single hallway filled with more rooms. Hundreds of shelves lined the hall, filled with scrolls, books, and other small oddities. A few had paintings and large carvings between the shelves. There were rooms with containers that held items locked within magical force field. From fossils of ancient beast, to dusty books not meant for the public to see. Alpha took inventory of all the items, seeing every conceivable use that he may need of them in the future.
Finally he reached a room that lead to a balcony. Below, guards and other ponies moved about. There were only a few guards and the other ponies were all unicorns. Some were elder and up-coming researchers, their apprentices and assistants milled about taking notes and doing what the researchers asked of them. At the center laid a large, round, marble platform, lay his prize: his Legionnaire power armor in separate pieces. The researchers took notes as they ran varies tests on
He needs to get the room cleared.
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A crash echoed through the room. The guards quickly dispatched to the main hall, a few of the researchers and their assistants follow them to assess the damage. At the scene, some of the researchers broke down in tears, one fell to his knees and cried out “Why Celestia?! Why?!” at the now broken remains of a once perfect skeleton of an ancient dragon, a project that they’ve spent weeks cataloging and collecting data.
The few that remained in the room were careful as they continued their study, one of the apprentices would’ve saw a shadow moved if he was paying attention. Ebony Mane was busy using his magic to take notes and data as his mentor spoke to him, whom was looking over the cooled armor after the spell resistance test.
“Amazing…” Searin Gemlock, Ebony’s aged mentor, said, rubbing his aged hoof around the scorch mark of their recent experiment, beneath the scorch mark was a perfectly undamaged pauldron. “This armor is able to resist the effects of some of the most powerful magical inflictions. Look at the inscriptions Ebony,” he said, pointing to the minuscule markings on the armor, “We don’t know the origins of these words nor what they mean, but we do know that they play a role in the armor’s protection, least in the magical portion of it. It’s simply amazing, this technology is far more advanced than our own, and we can make so much innovation with enough data.”
His expression suddenly changed to a frown, “The one thing I can’t get over is size of the armor as well as the weight. The design is made for an earth pony yet there is no record of ponies growing naturally to this size. Not only that, it took five unicorns to lift the whole armor up with their magic to transport. Even if we used an enlargement spell on a willing subject, it would only be temporary let alone for extended use lest we risk magical overdose. Even then, there lies the matter if the pony is strong enough to wear such things…”
“None of you are fit to don the armor regardless,” A dark voice sounded behind his mentor. The old unicorn screamed in protest.
“By Celestia, don’t sneak up on me like that. I nearly had a heart attack,” he scolded
Both unicorns got a good look at the their sudden guest. He was wearing Canterlot armor, yet it was somewhat of a tight fit. There was something about his chaotic green eyes made Ebony Mane uncomfortable. While the his mentor bashed the oversize guard about proper social conduct, the apprentice shifted his eyes from the guard to the armor.
‘None of you are fit to don the armor.’ An idea formed in his head. He called to his mentor and whispered to him.
“I think one of his size should be able to fit in the armor, and if we have to, we can use a strengthening spell.” he whispered. The old unicorn thought about it for a minute, looking over the guard and the alien armor set. Finally, he nodded and turned to the guard.
“We would like ask you a favor,” the old unicorn said, “This artifact has been generous given to us by her majesty Princess Celestia for our study, and we would like your to test this artifact, seeing you’re the only one large enough for it.”
“It would be an honor,” he said passively, guess guards have an image to keep.
“Alright everyone, we have a subject to test the armor.” the unicorn ordered. The crew immediately mobilized to their stations. Three ponies disassembled the armor, one unbolt it, another unscrewed them, and the last used his magic to lift the heavy pieces with much strain to the proper placement on the large red guard.
The old unicorn watched with excitement as the pieces came together without flaw. A lot of time have been spent on studying the pieces of armor and trying to understand the armor with no avail, few could not understand a thing about it while others would get a sense of foreboding and claimed that they’ve been getting nightmares, both parties quit the research, but that can all change now that they have a subject to test the armor itself and its capability.
After a painstaking hour of fitting, everyone in the room was in awe at what they saw. A metal beast that towered over all of them, the ornate armor was bold yet dull. The face was that of a angry black god, its red eyes glowing with infinite malice and its maw a set of razor plate teeth. A faint hum of power thrummed from the armor, as the red eyes awoken.
“SYSTEMS ONLINE.” the guard’s voice emanated from the suit, which had a cold metallic edge to it. A round of cheers erupted from the crew and researchers, eager to start testing and collecting data. It was a crowning moment, both the mentor and apprentice were in joy. It was only when the jubilance died down did the wearer speak.
“Where are the weapons?” The voice maliciously.
They looked at one another in confusion. The armored pony had not moved since donning the armor, so they thought they might have misheard him, their reluctance was also due to the last pony that handled the weapons end up blowing himself up and his lab. Not to mention that only the Princesses and the researchers knew about the weapons
“Well we have to do a few physical tests before we can move to any other testing.” one of researchers said, cautious of the unmoving giant. The others researchers they wanted to flee, but didn’t dare in growing fear of catching the attention of the metal giant.
The suit turned to towards the one talking to him with suddenness that the pony was forced to stare at the deep glowing eyes.
“I’m only saying this once. Give me my weapons at once.”
The guards immediately surrounded the imposter, weapons and spells at the ready. The Gemlock spoke out seriously.
“Stop this, the weapon tests are not yet ready for any study. They are too dangerous and volatile for any pony to handle right now.”
((a little music to set the tone.))
The guards continue to be weary of the armored giant. It easily towers over them, but it will not stop them from doing their duty. However, they were so focused on keeping him in their sight that they were caught off guard when he moved to one of the guards and snapped his neck. They were paralyzed with shock but that didn’t stop the imposter from launching himself and killing two more guards. He quickly picked up a spear in his mouth from one of the fallen without skipping a beat, and charged once more. Finally the remaining guards snapped out of their fearful daze and attacked. The unicorns charged their spells and fired. Many of the shots just grazed the armor, a few leaving small scratches and hitting other things or leaving scorch marks on the walls. The few shot that did hit the mark, did little to stop the metal behemoth. The spearhead pierce the unicorn guard’s skull and caked his coat crimson. He yanked the spear out and sliced the throat of the last guard before he set his weapon at the ready.
Save for those forty seconds of death, silence loomed in the room, the lives of the guards slowly spill out onto the tilted floor. The researchers were in shocked as the instant death that the creature dealt to the guards, they have not seen such a display of death with the exception of one of the researchers setting off one of the explosives from the suit on the first day. Suddenly the quiet was broken by a single shout of fear.
“RUN!!”
Ebony Mane ran screaming, as did many others. They were being chased by the destructive juggernaut, his metal hoof steps smashed onto the floor with each thunderous step. At one point, the hoof-steps seems to have stopped and moved towards a different direction. More guards rush pasted him, and loud bells can be heard across the grounds, but no sooner the guards went past, Ebony Mane heard a mechanical roar and a slick sound of tearing flesh that accompanied the screams of agony.
More guards attempted to stop the mad pony but were met with the same fate as those before them. He can hear the screams of his fellow workers and their cries of help as the monster reach to them first and dealt the killing blow. A few times, he could hear them pled for their lives just before it swiftly ended. His lungs burned as he galloped. He wasn’t the most active of ponies much like his childhood, and oh how he regretted cutting gym as a foal, as weak sluggish muscles threaten to slow him to his doom. He can only hoped that by some sheer luck that Princess Celestia will stop him and end the massacre.
As he and a few of surviving researchers turned the corner, Ebony Mane found that they are not the only ones evacuating. What seems like an impossible amount of ponies from the night shift and day shift staff were heading in the same direction, herded by the Royal guards. However the congested halls made it difficult to move quickly and the other ponies weren’t aware of the amount of danger they are in. Ebony was still not confident in his safety even with the large group of guards protecting them, even when the resounding thuds of the metal hoof steps and sounds of battle were far behind him. He ran up to one of guards.
“You need to stop that monster!” Ebony shout in the guard’s face, “You need to get every guard you have and stop him!”
“Get back with the group citizen, the Royal Guard are doing everything in their power to quell the intruder and evacuate everypony from the castle as soon as possible.” the guard said impassively, surely he doesn’t understand the danger that pony poses.
“You don’t understand, that thing is a monster! It can not be stopped by the Guard alone, only the Princesses can stop him. Where are they?!” The conversation has drawn the attention of the crowd, a few starting asking the same thing with hushed voices. The guard noticed this.
“Princess Celestia is making preparations with the Captain to stop the intruder, and Princess Luna is overseeing the evacuation.” the guard responded. The guard’s tone only angered Ebony further. He wanted to say more, but he stopped suddenly when he heard the sounds of thumping hooves. It wasn’t the sound of clinking guard armor, it was a set of hooves that rumbled with the force of a buffalo herd. Everyone turned towards the noise.
It was the intruder covered in blood and his helmet hung on his side. Ebony can see his face was contorted into a battle harden war face. His red coat matted with crimson and he noticed the twin slanted scars along his neck, making Ebony shortly wonder about what kind of large beast managed to wound him. The intruder managed to get the alien sword that they had in the same room that day. Ebony remember examining the weapon, it was like nothing they seen before. It was shaped like a sword but further examination revealed that the engine was meant to rotate the teeth-like blades along the sword’s edge. Even from the distance, Ebony can see the burr along the length of the blade, the roar of the weapon was that of a mad beast.
“MOVE! EVCAUTAE IMMEDIATELY!” the guard pushed Ebony aside and meets the intruder with three more guards. Ebony and the rest of the evacuees ran, the crowd screamed as they did so. They ran, escorted by two pegasi guards, until they ran out the palace gates. Ebony pause, as everyone else ran into the night, and looked back, the windows were glowing red and he can still has the faint growl of the mad beast…
[PRESENT]
The chain blade tore through the guard’s neck with a sickening smoothness. The guard futilely attempted to stop the grave wound as his life spilled on Alpha’s metal hooves. Alpha looked up from his recent kill. Several guards lay still, a few of them still twitched a hoof in death spasms. Alpha briefly viewed his handiwork. The guards managed to corner him in one of the many rooms in the castle, but they were no match for his skills. Blood stains the once immaculate windows, remaining candles in their holdings dimly lit the room, cracked stonework bleeds from the smashed skulls of the guards, a pristine painting of a bloody hero standing victorious against a now dead dragon brought to life with actual blood, and a fallen daisy soaks in the crimson liquid. Battle stimulus and blood-lust burned within, urging him to seek out more prey, he didn't have to wait long. More guards pour out from the hall and into the room, a combination of pegasai, normals, and large squads of unicorns,
“Magic Division, Aim!” shouted the commander. Unicorns readied their magic blast. Alpha was already at charging speed, with the chain sword’s microengine roaring for battle.
“Fire!” A stream of magic shots flew down the corridors, showering him with hits like small punches, ignorable.
“Beam Fire!” the commander ordered, and a score of unicorns moved to the front with horns charged and released a large beam of magic at Alpha, exploding on impact. The guards briefly felt their pride swell for bringing down the monster. with orders to capture the intruder alive, the earth ponies drew close the small column of smoke to bring him in. Suddenly, Alpha jumped out of the cloud of smoke and cut a guard’s head clean off.
“Vanguards Charge!” the commander ordered. The heavily armored earth ponies charge with spears and halberds at the fore, pushing Alpha back with the blunt force at the cost of their pole-arms and to some their lives. Alpha veered to the side when a grey pegasus launched a javelin at him. He gripped the weapon with both hooves and tossed it straight back at her with such strength that the pegasus didn’t react until it pierced her half way and embedded her to the wall. Alpha’s systems were signaling red flashes within his helm, the beam attack had drained most of the power pack and several other subsystems are in danger of shuting down, he can not afford to battle for too lest he risks a glancing blow that would stop him indefinitely.
After he gutted one of the guards, he mag-locked his chain sword and charged into the wall behind him. He can hear the commander shout the “Beam Fire” and just as his shoulder guard crash through the wall. The unicorns’ magic exploded around him, sending him through the wall right into a female guard and the purple unicorn whom Alpha remembered was named Twilight by the small lizard. Twilight was knocked back from the blast and Alpha crashed into the female guard pony. She was quicker to react than he thought, and managed to avoid being completely crushed beneath the armor, but her hind hoof was caught and her blunt hoof strikes were meaningless against the Astartes’ ceremite armor. He bit into her neck, drawing a flow of blood. she strikes quickly became weaker and soon lost consciousness, but she pulse still beat. He toss her body out of the way and march towards the now wide-eyed Twilight.
“YOU!” she shouted. He quickly responded by knocking her out and draping her over his back, that should ward off the unicorns from firing for a while.
“After him!” tens of hooves chased after him, unicorns firing pot shots and pegasi throw javelins or loosing arrows. The commander isn’t going to let the murderer of his charges escape. He suddenly realize that the intruder had a civilian. “Watch you fire, he has a civilian!” he warned.
Alpha continued to run down the corridors, turning several times when a massive groups of guards stood in his way. He’s no fool. He can clearly see that they are herding him to somewhere. He will let them lead him into whatever trap they have ready and he will destroy all of them.
Soon enough, Alpha busted through the ornate doors right into the throne room, stain-glass windows and soft red carpeting leads up to the throne. In the middle of the throne room is a white unicorn wearing purple armor and a large white one with both wings and a horn, who he can guess is Princess Celestia. This is somwhat unexpected. He can see surprise flash in her eyes for a second. She took a step forward.
“So we finally meet my little mysterious pony. You have stirred up a bit of trouble in my kingdom.” The purple armored unicorn stood between the two of them, guarding the Princess.
“Stay behind me Princess,” he said. He eyes flashed with recognition and worry towards the purple unicorn. “Twiliy!” he rushes towards her rescue but quickly corrects himself, glaring at Alpha.
"She better be ok or I'll-"
“Do not worry Shining Armor. I will get her back and I am quite capable of defending myself.” Celestia interrupts, a hint of doubt rose in Shining’s mind.
“I will not put you in danger too Princess.” he said, facing Alpha, horn glowing.
The rest of the guards have finally have caught up to Alpha, and they surround the throne room, spears at the ready and spells charged. Alpha only chuckled softly and dropped the unconscious Twilight not so gently to the floor, making her grunt in pain and the captain of the guard to bare his teeth at him, and he pulled out his chain sword.
“You are surrounded, drop your weapon!” Shining ordered roughly. Alpha stoically let his chain-sword roar in response, causing Shining Armor and several of the guards to flinch at the noise while Celestia narrowed her eyes.
She spoke to Alpha. “You’ve hurt many of my citizens, caused chaos in Ponyville and killed many of my finest guards and researchers," Her eyes were filled with regret and disappointment, "It didn’t have to be this way. Lay down your weapon now and I will lighten your punishment.”
Even with a chain sword in his mouth, a dark laughter echoed within the spacious room.
“You truly believe that I will lay down my weapon which you have stolen from me? You xenos have ripped me of my armor and attempted to use it for your soldiers. It is foolishness if you believe that I would ever yield .”
Shining Armor step forward. “Then it is my duty as captain of the guard to stop you personally.”
“Challenge Accepted.” Alpha gunned the chain sword and lunge at the Princess.
“BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!”
Alpha was just about to lop the Princess’ head when he was countered by a broadsword. Shining had produced a broadsword from thin air, readying for himself for Alpha’s next strike. The blade was half as tall as the wielder with runes running the length of the blade with a dense blue glow. However, unlike Alpha, he was holding it in his hooves. So holding things with his hooves is possible Alpha observed, but he needs to learn to do so quickly, holding a shaking chain sword with his mouth isn’t the best way to use a chain sword.
Shining Armor came charging at him swinging his blade in an horizontal arc, determination and rage flared in his eyes. Alpha parried the blow and he aimed to strike his neck. Shining managed to parry with the flat of the blade, struggling to prevent the hungry teeth of the chain sword from eating at his flesh. Alpha was a little surprised that the broadsword didn’t break under the teeth of his chain sword, but he saw a faint layer of aura. The psyker was using magic to protect the blade, and Alpha plans to find out how long his magic will protect him.
When the guard captain pushed Alpha away from him, Alpha charged the captain. He slammed the active chain blade against the enchanted broadsword. The sounds of screeching metal and constant braking magic filled the air, cause several of the guards to drop their weapons and clutch their ears against the violent noise, Celestia herself twitched an eye. Shining shifted his weight and moved out of the way, only to have Alpha come straight at him without a moment’s rest. Alpha went low and managed to clip Shining’s leg, drawing first blood. Shining grunted in pain, but remained standing, because if he didn't Twilight and the Princess will be in grave danger.
Shining Armor threw his rune blade at Alpha, sending it at great speeds despite its size and weight. Alpha knocked away the sword easily enough but Shining shot a burst of magic that knocked his sword out of his grip and sent him flying a good meter. Alpha firmly landed on his hooves, but he was struggling with more than just his battle with the captain of the guard. Bloodlust clawed at the back of his mind, calling to him to go in a frenzy and rip Shining apart with tooth, hoof, and anything else. Pushing the bloodlust aside, he picked up his sword and charge at Shining Armor once more. Shining was using his magic, but Alpha couldn’t see the object he was using it on. Suddenly he faintly heard the whizzing coming behind him. He turned to defend himself as the blade came back at him but the blade came flying back to strike him as he charged the captain. Shining took this time to charge another spell, the light of his horn growing with power.
Just as Alpha closed the distance, his vision was blocked by the blade, and when he parried the blade, he was caught in the full blast of Shining’s magic at point-blank. If it was not for the armor, he would be dead, but it didn’t prevent him from sailing across the room and crashing into the thick stonework. His eyes refuse to focus themselves and he can hear the guards moving in on him. Bloodlust raged in his mind, and he was forced to lay there trying to focus his mind into working conditions with great difficultly.
The guards closed around the fallen warrior. The spell blast took a lot of the already exhausted Shining Armor, and parrying and blocking Alpha’s attacks were of no easy matter. Using his magic on his sword and the charged blast took more energy than he would like but he was glad that the fight was finally over. He doubt that he would have last much longer against such a warrior of an intruder.
“Secure him.” Shining ordered, sitting on his hunches. The guards surround the pony weary of any sudden movement. Shining Armor turned to get Twilight, whom was now waking into consciousness.
“Twilight!” Shining called, weakly walking towards her. Twilight shook her head and looked at her brother and smiled.
"RWAAAAGH!!"
Shining turned, shaken by the vocal force like everyone in the room, as Alpha exploded through the guards, leaving them in a whirlwind of blood. Chainsword in hoof and madness in his eyes, Alpha reached Shining with ever surprising speeds. Shining just managed to called his blade to him with his magic and block the crazed Astartes. Twilight gasped as he was forced to the ground by the Astartes’ overwhelming strength. Thankfully, he managed to get a two handed grip on the blade to keep himself from being devoured by the roaring teeth of the chainsword.
Shining was close enough to see the pin-pricks of his pupils. However within his eyes was the swirling colors of his magic. They continued to shift around until it dissipate into Alpha’s chaotic green eyes. Shining Armor kick the Astartes off him. Alpha grabbed a grip on the carpet and used the momentum to slash his chainsword at Shining’s torso, causing Shining cry out and fall on his side with blood spilling from the deep wound.
“Shining Armor!” Twilight cried.
Alpha held his blade high and strike at Shining to deal the death blow, before he was shot by a beam of light and exploded.
“Enough of that,” said the solar princess, the burning magic aura around her beginning to simmer down. Princess Celestia moved towards Shining Armor, Twilight herself is already at his side casting a healing spell, constantly barraging him with questions of his well-being as she focused on the spell.
“It’s alright Twilight, it’s only a flesh wound.” he said weakly, only to cough up a bit of blood, which only resulted in more worry from Twilight. Soon, Twilight cancelled her magic.
“I managed to stop the bleeding. It’s not much but I did what I could.” Twilight said, a bit disappointed that she couldn't do more.
“Do not worry Twilight, a medic is on the way and his life is no longer in danger.” the Princess stated smiling.
A mechanical growl interrupted their conversation. They all turned to the source of the pile of smoke with growing dread. Alpha stood there, battered and bleeding but still standing, with chain sword underneath his hoof. The inscriptions on his armor were glowing white with heated energy. Despite the damage that he took, he looked like he was unfazed by it.
“I’m going to destroy you all for that.” he growled, he charged at them with sword raised. Madness and rage can be heard an his battle cry.
A pillar the size of Celestia crashed into Alpha and crushed him against the stonework. Everyone was looking at Twilight, whose horn and eyes were glowing with powerful energy, her face of anger slowly became more relaxed with her breathing though her eyes were still furrowed.
“No pony messes with my brother.” she growled. The whole party cautiously moved to the Chaos soldier. He was still breathing but he was knocked out. Every single one of them visibly released the tension, with the exception of Celestia whom was mostly impassive but glad that it’s finally over. Celestia turned to the remaining guards.
“Get the wounded to the hospital wing, get a roster of the fallen, we must prepare a large precession for them” she said sullenly, but she turned to the intruder with a stern face. “and have him sent to the dungeon, strip him of his armor and use the strongest shackles we have on him. Send word to my sister that she is to meet me in the dungeon as soon as possible and that she can have the staff escorted back to the castle.” the guards saluted her and carried out their assignments.
Suddenly Spike came rushing in the throne room, with a score of medics, several carrying stretchers. “Twilight!” he shout with joy, but pause when he noticed the room. “Whoa…what happened here?”
“Long story” she said. Celestia moved next to Twilight.
“You should stay here for the night and head off in the morning. I’ll have Silver Wing escort you to one of the guest rooms.”
“Thank you Princess,” Twilight bowed and followed the guard to her room, with Spike tailing behind her.
“And we will talk later about what you are doing here so late at night,” the Princess said behind her. Twilight visibly cringed before responding, “Yes Princess...”
Spike whispered to Twilight, “You are going to tell me what happened right?”
“Yeah in the morning; right now I want to some sleep.”
“I guess I could use a little sleep too.” Spike yawned.
Princess Celestia stood watching her throne room in disarray, guards and incoming staff worked hard to clean the space. She watched out the window, her horn glowing with magic as the sun rose over the horizon, heralding the new day. She sighed and made her way to the dungeon.
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When Alpha opened his eyes, Celestia and a smaller dark blue princess with the mark of a crescent moon and an ethereal black mane filled with stars stood before him in a dungeon cell. Alpha quickly assessed his holdings. The darken cell was small and windowless but big enough that the princesses are able to stand side by side within. The room was made with stone bricks and the single iron door had only a small bar window to which to view outside the cell; he can see the royal guard from the open door. He quickly find out that his fore-hooves were heavily shackled to the wall, forcing him to stand or hang there.
“He’s awake sister.” said the dark princess
“That he is, Luna.” Celestia responded, neither of them taking their eyes off him. Celestia and Luna’s stern eyes look upon him with clear disdain.
“Sister we implore you, we should have destroy this creature while we have a chance.” Luna pleaded with her sister. After hearing the reports on Alpha’s actions, Luna was quick to decide that he should be immediately executed, which did not go unsupported by a few members of the council.
“What is your name creature?” Celestia demanded.
“I am Alpharius” He answered.
“Well Alpharius, know that we will be forced to probe your mind unless you answer our questions forthright.” Celestia warned. Alpha remained unfazed.
“Where are you from?” She asked. Alpha was silent.
“Who are you working for?” Luna demanded. Silence. Luna turned to Celestia in order to convince her of execution.
“I am Alpharius. I work for no xenos.” Alpha spoke, his stern eyes gazed upon them. “Return my possessions and I may spare your lives.”
“Know your place, you are speaking with the Princesses of Equestria” Luna fumed, tempted to do the deed right there. Celestia calmly held a hoof to stop her and turned back towards Alpha when Luna calmed down.
“I see…” Celestia answered. “However, we must probe your mind. I will not lie, this will be not be pleasant.”
Alpha growled at them but before he can truly test the strength of his chains, the princesses horns lit up and his vision was filled with light.
The world around him shook with the sounds of incoming fire. Alpha rose from his resting slab of his sleeping quarters. His hands immediately gripped his sword, bolter, and pistol, mag-locking his sword and pistol to his armor. The ship was a flurry of activity, as he emerged from his quarters, maintenance staff moved to fix machines and douse fires in a burr of action.
He found himself moving towards the bridge, wanting some answers from the captain, like where are rest of the warband. He came into the bridge, rifle at the ready. His trip to the bridge was isolated, as was the bridge itself. The consoles and cogitators were on and blinking with activity but there was no one around, the command throne was desolate. The shaking had stop but he can still hear the sounds of void battle in the distance. He switched out his bolter for the sword and pistol, the mechanical blade growing softly like a hunter ready to strike. But this wasn’t real, none of this was…
Alpha open fire on the shadow that has been following him. The shadow moved swiftly, moving around the room completely avoiding the shots as they left scoring marks in the consoles. It was toying with him. He shot a nearby console; it sparked and exploded, frightening the intruder, long enough to shoot it in the leg. As the creature fell bawling, Alpha charged at the entity and slashed at him with his roaring chain blade. However he was engulfed in a field of energy unable to move. Magic…
The entity moved out of the shadows and reveal himself to be a ragged pale-blue unicorn. His once well kept white mane has fallen into disarray beneath his cloak and hood. His glowing yellow eyes cringed in pain of the bolter wound on his hind leg. He hobble his way towards him, his horn bursting with energy.
“Please stop moving, this vessel isn’t well equipped to deal with the strain your resistance is giving off,” said an ethereal voice that obviously didn't belonged to the unicorn. The unicorn suddenly had a fit of spasms before fog of darkest black was brought forth from his mouth and spilled mistily on the metal floor, his eyes became wide and blank. The mist rose and condensed, a body forming. It didn’t take long for the entity to materialize itself into his dream.
Its slim body was that of a shade with dull midnight flesh, its lower body nothing more than mist and fog. It wore a broken, ragged gray cloak that covered its head and partly exposed its slim muscular chest, a piece of the symbol of Chaos burning brightly upon it. From the hood, two sets of horns curved upward, outer set being shorter, and beneath the unnatural darkness of the hood, a pair of red left eyes, one on top of the other, peered at the Astartes.
Two pairs of powerful arms held on his side, the lower pair crossed across its chest. Each hand was branded with the icon of a different Chaos God; the upper right that was marked with Khorne’s icon was slim but held firm with bundles of bright red muscles, the hand a powerful fist . Covered in boils and warts, the upper left of Nurgle was in a state of decay, exposed bone beneath decaying green flesh, its three-fingered hand ended in cracked yellow claws . Beneath the arm of Khorne was a bony blue arm of Tzeeneth, strange multicolored feathers and spider-like fingers its most notable features. its last arm was held the mark of the Prince of Pleasure upon its smooth pink skin, dressed in a long black silk glove that exposed the effeminate yet sharp fingers, and an ornate wrist brace with an oval-shaped emerald. Along the back of where the shoulder blades would be, a pair of big bony bat-like wings rest folded. The membranes open and close at the slight muscle movement.
“And currently the only one preventing the Princesses from probing your mind right now, with some assistance from me of course.” the Daemon spoke with a hint of ego in its haunting voice, the distant rumbling of void battle still echoing within the chamber.
‘You are foolish if you think I would believe that, Daemon.’ Alpha thought, still struggling to break his bindings, only achieving to shake within the aura.
“It matters little if you believe me or not, the fact of the matter is that you are in a predicament, and I am assisting you against some rather warp-sensitive creatures, though they are quite resistant to the influence and ignorant to their touch; and yes, I am aware of your thought for the most obvious of reasons.” the Daemon spoke. “The Gods of Chaos has given you favor of a chance to get back your previous form and even more if they are pleased with your work.”
“………”
“The Gods call to you to retrieve a five tomes of power. They are ripe with chaotic power and will aid you in recovering your form.” The daemon’s red eyes twisted into a wicked smile. “I know it must be difficult to believe me, but as prove of the Gods' investment, I have blocked the memories of this conversation and a few others just enough that the Princesses will not kill you outright or anything hinder you, but you will remember this. When you get out my liaison with contact you. It’s about time for you to wake up,” The damned creature said with a snap of its fingers.
Author's Note
Finally after weeks of editing I got this out as promised *whew*
Warhammer 40K: The Path to Ruin
Chapter 4: And the Verdict is...
+5 hours prior to the Canterlot Castle Massacre+
"Big Sis, Big Sis!" Applebloom ran across the field and towards her home, her youth pushing her little hooves forward. She passed the grazing cows, the playful pigs, and only when she passed the red barn, did she made her way inside. However, when she entered she noticed two things: no one was in the kitchen/dining room when she came in, and there was a strange silence in the house.
"In 'ere Applebloom..." She heard Granny Smith call from the living room, but there was something in her voice that made her worry. Did she stay out longer than she should again? Did she forget to do her chores before she left again? Did she forget to feed Winona....again.
When she came into the living room, she saw that Granny Smith was up and not sitting on her usual rocking chair and Big Mac was with her, covering the view of the couch with his large frame. They turned their heads turned to her, both of them had grim expression on them. Even, Applebloom knew that something was seriously wrong.
"W-what's wrong?.." Big Mac and Granny Smith moved out of the way, for full view of the weathered couch or more precisely what's on it. Splayed out on the couch was Applejack, her head bandaged up and her breathing was shallow, she otherwise looked peacefully asleep.
*Gasp!* "Applejack!" Applebloom cried going up to her with tears welling up in her eyes and a quivering lip. "What happened?!" Granny Smith embrace the lip-quivering Apple Bloom to soothe her.
Big Mac was the one to answer. "She was trying to stop some pony that was being chased. He bonked her head good and knocked her out. The doctor says that it ain't nothin' too serious but she needs some time to rest."
"Applejack is tough as nails. Let's head to the kitchen and make something for your sister. I do believe that mah apple stew will liven her spirits right up!" Said Granny Smith with enthusiasm. Applebloom followed after, still eying her sister's weaken form. she can't believe somepony could do this to her, she was as tough if not tougher than Big Mac. Applebloom hoped that she would never had to met this pony.
And she really wanted to tell Applejack about the new pony she and the girls met today...
+Present+
"This is unacceptable!" Council member, Forge Stablehoof exclaimed, his hoof sounded loudly as he smashed it against the table.
Forge's outburst was joined by other similar cries among the Council. Forge was original a law enforcer from Manehattan until Celestia offered him a place in the Council, which he gladly accepted in hopes to better Manehattan as a whole.
"This pony has killed over twenty of the castles guards, heavily wounded the Captain of the Royal guards and who knows what else, and you wish to offer him his freedom?! A pony like this is too dangerous to walk among normal society!"
Several members shouted their support to Forge's claims and and others who are of the higher class of Canterlot simply nodded or gave a hearty "hear hear".
"Everpony ha the right to redeem themselves and we should give them the chance to to do so!" Countered Vorlod Diamond.
Vorlod's support was few in number but great in conviction. Vorlod was a pegasus from Canterlot, who often wrote letteres and came to Celestia's tri-monthly hearing with citizens of Canterlot in order to promote public services in anywhere in Equestria. He has done much good for the common welfare, and jumped at the opportunity to join the council.
Both of them and the rest of the Council continued to bicker. They have been at it for about two hours since Celestia told them what the meeting was about. She didn't even begun to explain the situation when Forge motioned for the swift execution of "the Accused" (Alpharius). Word of the situation spread fast apparently. Luna stood in the back of the room, being only a spectator in today's meeting in order to teach Luna how a Council meeting works, so far all she's done was silently agree with Forge and his supporters, judging how closely her expression resembles Forge's supporters.
Celestia pounded the gavel against the table with her magic, the resulting noise quickly quieted the bickering politicians.
"Enough, it's time to hear the full extent of my proposal. I do plan on offering the convicted the chance to redeem himself, but I intent on having eyes on his activities. Soldiers are already stationed at Ponyville, lead by a veteran from the Griffon War. If anything happens within Ponyville, the soldiers will be there to deal with it."
"By the time they find out what happened, it will be too late!" Shouted Flamveil.
"And what is the use of soldiers when he can easily dispatch them like the guards?" Retorted Lilypop, puffing the stuffy collar of his shirt.
"Worry not, it is not just the stationed garrison that will be keeping a vigil of the convicted. He will also be under the care and supervision of my student, Twilight Sparkle, and her friends, The Bearers of the Elements of Harmony, and they will be tasked with reforming the convicted. Of course he will be revoked of all his possessions until I say otherwise in sound mind."
After much delegation and convincing, the Council passed the motion and finally left, all of them swore and oath of secrecy. The two princesses soon made their way to the dining room for lunch. location
"You have made Twilight aware of the situation and not send a letter at the last possible moment like last time, correct?" Questioned Luna.
"Don't worry Lulu. I will send a letter soon enough, after lunch. Today' s dessert is strawberry and banana shortcake, my favorite." She moved with a purpose.
"And of the recently passed?"
Celestia slowed to a halted, she sighed. "I have not forgotten about them. They are still having trouble counting and identifying bodies since many were...severely damaged, and letters have yet to sent loved ones. Remember what Forge said about it being over twenty? The count is closer to...sixty ... It hard to believe that a single pony can beget so much death."
"Which is why we should execute or even banish him off-world," Luna pleaded. “He’s not even a pony, you’ve seen what he is like in his world. Monstrosities and death are normal there and mercilessness is second nature to him. Given the chance, he will throw all of Equestria into turmoil."
"Even a pony like him can be reformed, just like you were. You've seen his mind, he was just mad that someone took his possessions. He just need to be taught that there are better reactions to the situation," Celestia said hopefully.
"I was nothing like what we have seen!" Luna argued, unnerved. Suddenly, she was hit with a wave of pain from her skull and was forced to stop in her tracks. Something was pounding within her mind, something familiar yet unknown. As quickly as it came, it disappeared, and she found herself looking at a concern sister.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes I'm quite fine," Luna proceed to walk with Celestia, but she felt something within herself that doubted Celestia, though the thought passed, "must have a little too much on my mind. I still say that something should've been done to him."
"Regardless, He is in our world now not his, he no longer needs to be the creature he once was. Also, both parties have agreed to it: the Council will allow Alpharius to go on parole, and Alpharius himself has agreed to it in exchange for a spell that will return him him to his previous form and his armor when he has shown progress."
"And is said spell readily available?"
"Unfortunately no, there are temporary morphing spells but nothing permanent to give him what he wants. I do have scholars looking into a permanent morphing spell."
Celestia's answer had Luna baffled.
"What if he finds out about this, that you don't have an actual spell to change him back?"
"Then it is best that he doesn't know this, and be content on the temporary spell until the conditions are met."
Luna could only sigh, "Well dropping the matter for now, how have you been fairing sister?".
"Well since you asked, my day could be a little brighter," Celestia answered as they continued to trot, "delegates from the Gryphon Empire has asked for an increase in metal ore trade."
"Yes, I have heard of the incident in their kingdom. A chain of explosions from a single metal forge cost them five of their biggest," Luna stated, "How did you respond to the delegation's need?"
Celestia frowned, "Unfortunately, I can not meet their demands no matter of their offer. If I had agreed to the trade, the Gryphon Kingdom will have a massive supply of metal within a few years, and depleting our own in the process."
Both of them enter the dining room. Taking their seats, they continue to talk as servants brought forth their meal.
"And I take it that that they were not pleased with the news." Luna said matter-of-factly.
"No they did not. The Gryphons are good creatures but they are very prideful to a fault, so when they did seek help from me only to deny their initial demand, they were not pleased one bit. Thankfully we managed to come to an agreement: They will get their increase metal shipping, but at much lower than they original wanted, and our own metal reserves will not be in danger."
Celestia proceeded to take a bite of of her cake. It was bittersweet.
A knocked sounded from Twilight's door. Twilight sighed as she put down the her latest book, "Daring Doo and the Cursed Scroll of Ahriman ", she was just getting to the best part.
"Coming!" She called. She opened the door to reveal a pony she didn't think she would so soon.
"Derpy , what are you doing this late at night?" Twilight asked much to her confusion.
"I came deliver a package new books I forgot to give you during my morning run," she said a little embarrassed. She reached into her mailbag and presented it between her hooves.
"Thanks Derpy." Twilight use her magic to set the box on her table. Derpy just smiled and waved goodbye before flying off. When Twilight closed the door, another set of knocks echoed from her door
"Derpy, you didn't forget something again did you, or is it about letting you muffins in the library?" Twilight quipped.
It wasn't Derpy. A large red stallion stood covering doorway menacingly. Twilight gasped in surprise and fear. She charged her horn ready to defend herself. Suddenly, Spike burped in the background.
"Hey Twilight, you got a letter from Princess Celestia." he called out from the library.
"You should get that," Alpha told her. Twilight didn't know what to think but she slowly moved towards Spike, still watching Alpha for any movement. She levitated the letter in front of her. Her jaws dropped as she read the letter.
Dear Twilight Sparkle,
A guest be arriving soon from Canterlot and will be staying in Ponyville for quite some time. He is not the most social of ponies and I want to fix that. He will be lodging with you for the time being until he acquires his own lodgings or when other arrangements can be made. During his stay, you are to teach your new student about friendship and I would like to get reports on the following months to monitor his progress, be sure to write down anything of interest. There is a possibility that he may get a little rowdy, if such situation occurs, use your best judgment. I expect that he is treated well but kept in line, such measures have been put up to ensure that. I have faith that he can be converted to become a steady member of Equestria. However, he is not like anypony you have met, so keep an eye on him and him out of trouble. Lastly, in cases of emergencies in regards of your new guest, contact Gallant Aura or me immediately.
-With Faith, Princess Celestia.
Twilight stood there, her mind drawing up blanks.
Author's Note
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