Chapter 23: Smile

"Protect prince Frost no matter the co--"

*Splat*

"Forward, brothers! Teach that--"

*Crunch*

"Please no--!"

*Crack*

Watching the panicking caribou desperately trying to fight back, flee, or beg for their lives was... odd. In a good way. Some cried, others cursed, others died before they got the chance.

"Y-you can't do this! You're one--"

*Slash*

One sword-swing, off with a head. Grab a head with one hand, squeeze and it'll pop like a ripe melon. One punch to the left, several broken bones resulted. Move to the side and kick, break the spine and split in two the attacker. Dodge a spear thrust just because, use it to impale the bastard. Let another one hit you with a hammer, smile at his stupid face when it shatters before slicing him up from head to groin.

There was no need for subtlety here: this was war in its crudest form. The only thing that mattered, the only thing that needed to be done was keep advancing, find Frost, the last of Dainn's progeny, capture him, and kill anyone in the way.

Simple.

"By the Horned King himself, we can't stop--"

*Crack*

"SAVE US--!"

*Slash*

"Motherfucking cu--"

*SPLAT*

It was a strange feeling, to let go. To simply... stop restraining oneself. To just be your natural you. It was something worth pondering about. "Is this how Spike feels?" A question that had an immediate answer. Of course it is, Spike never tried to hide it and in fact, went out of his way to explain this overwhelming feeling. But was it because of the freedom or the chance to use such freedom against the hated enemy? Most probably it was the latter. It was hard to remember the last a battle, a war where lives were lost each second, felt this good to be a part of. How long had it been since those days? How long had it been since the last time such freedom presented itself?

"No, no, no, no, no--!"

*Crunch*

"My cock will teach you to respect your--"

*Slash*

It was sickeningly easy to tear and rip and pull apart the hated enemy. It was as if they were made out of wet tissue paper and as brittle as ashen wood. Blood, bile, organs and their fluids, bones, lopped off heads, scattered teeth and antlers, entrails, piss, shit, and the foul stench of death was thick in the air, it was overpowering to the point it was hard to breathe. It did not matter. The target was close by. Frost was close by and that's all that mattered.

"Stay behind us, prince Frost, we shall--"

*Splat* *Crack* *Crunch* *Slash* *Slash* *SPLAT* *CRACK* *CRUNCH*

"Princess!" A voice called.

She stopped and looked at the door she had destroyed with a kick to see the griffon general, Sebastian, stand in the doorway with a few of his soldiers behind him. She looked at herself, covered in so much blood and other nasties she couldn't even see her armor of fur anymore. And yet... she felt excited, revolted at the fact she was excited, but above all she felt free. Was this how Spike felt? She giggled.

She looked around the room and she found Frost with a crushed leg but still alive. The only caribou alive in the room.

"Take and chain him, I want his execution as soon as possible if you will?"

"Of course, Princess," Sebastian nodded signaling his troops to take Frost prisoner.

"General, do you know where my sister is at the moment?"

"Nearing the dockyard, Princess. She doesn't want any caribou escaping onto the open sea."

She smiled and beamed before clapping her bloodstain hands together.

"Let's go then! We can't let any of them escape, now can we?" She asked in a mellow, friendly tone.

Sebastian looked at the Princess walk past him and his troops. To him it was... he couldn't even describe it or name the feeling that was coursing through his body at seeing her behave like that. It was warranted, it was understandable, and most of all, at least to him, it was justified and well-deserved whatever she did to the caribou. But it still left him speechless and shaking with hatred at those responsible for the atrocities committed against her.

"Of course not... Princess Celestia."

End.

Author's Note

Special thanks to anyone that read this!