Chapters Luna’s wings beat as fast as she could manage, her Navy blue body streaking through a starless sky in a panicked fashion.
“Where are all the stars?” She asked aloud, The twinkling motes of light that normally populated the vast night sky had vanished without a trace sending the ruler of the night into conniptions.
At last, exhaustion set in and the Princess’s wings ceased their movement with an uncomfortable cramping sensation. She fought to unfurl them and glide down to the earth below safely, but found that she was suspended in the air like a balloon. “What is this trickery?!” She demanded, utilizing the royal canterlot voice to its fullest extent.
The ground below faded into nothing, swallowed by absolute darkness the princess was alone in an abyssal void.
”OL OL OL!” a male voice boomed in response, it’s tone almost mocking.
“Who speaks? Show yourself coward, and face the fury of the night!” Luna shouted back.
But the void echoed with laughter, a single word it’s reply. ”MOONMAN”
The laughter becomes unbearably loud, accompanied by zealous chanting ”KKK KKK KKK KKK!”
Struggling and thrashing against invisible chains, the Princess could only watch with terror as the moon appeared before her and began to grow until its bright white luminescence filled her wide and teared eyes.
Luna shot awake, her lustrous coat slick with sweat. Her elder sister Celestia sat next to her, with tired eyes. “A Nightmare dear sister?” She asked..
“Nay my sister, a vision.”
Moonman smirked, the pale white skin of his hands drenched in the blood of his enemy. After eight and half years of careful planning and preparation, former president Barack Obama had finally met his end at the hands of the purest aryan to ever draw breath.
"Looks like that's kekmate, Stupid nig-nog." He spat at the corpse.
The Moon-headed white supremacist's smirk faded slightly as his gaze swept over the remains of the former president's family. "Damn. I should've saved the coon's daughters for celebratory murder rape after I moonssassinated their parents," He mused, His powerful aryan hands gliding their way down to his jeans and undoing the button and zipper with a skillful swiftness, his foot long moon dick held in his right hand despite it being caked in the drying crimson lifeblood of his latest victim. "Guess I'll just have to make do with post moonssassination corpse defilement." He concluded plainly as his let hand gripped the nearest daughter by the hair, carefully positioning the mouth of the poor deceased girl so that his massive lunar member could thrust inside with little trouble.
But as fate would have it Moonman was not going to be doing any defiling. Before he could even ask what the fuck had happened, his sight was filled with blinding white light, his body humming head to toe with an almost painful tingling sensation that numbed him to the bone.
Moonman's eyes open slowly, adjusting to the light of day as he sits up in the grass that he had been lying unconscious in up until this point.
"Where the fuck am I? What the fuck happened to the motherfucking corpse I was fucking? God dammit the stupid fucking sun is in my eyes." He swore loudly, rising to his feet.
Moonman turned around in a circle slowly, analyzing and surveying the strange land he had been relocated to.
Out the corner of his eye, he spots it: a winged yellow horse quietly gliding towards him, it's pink hair and highly expressive facial features reminiscent of a human female's.
The horse opened its mouth to speak, but before it could move another foot closer, the crescent headed bipedal creature spun around in place and drew a strange metal object from an open ended pouch, and pointed it at her.
Moonman's powerful Aryan finger pulled the trigger on the revolver and with a well aimed shot, put a hole in the left wing of the piss-colored equine using the very last bullet in the chamber.
The roar of that gun was heard for a mile at least.
With that, the yellow horse's pupils contract into impossibly tiny pinpricks, and effeminate voice pierces the air in a shrill scream of pain and shock.
Almost immediately another Pegasus, this one a shade of cyan with hair colored like a vibrant rainbow arrives at the scene.
Moonman threw his empty weapon aside and shrugged out of his trench coat, revealing the pale skinned, well toned musculature of his upper body. "I get to beat up a blue donkey faggot with wings? This place isn't half bad."
Diving downwards toward the strange assailant, the Pegasus shifts into a flying kick pose as she descends upon her target.
Moonman spins around and counters the equine's attack with a roundhouse kick, diverting its flight path to the right. "Suck on my moon cock you dumb faggot!" He yells At the blue Pegasus.
Suddenly, the air is forced from his aryan lungs by the powerful kick of a career applebucker.
An orange horse with a cowboy hat extends a hoof to the prone blue Pegasus. "You alright sugarcu—" she manages before the powerful pale hands of racial purity wrap around her hind legs and yank her into the air, only to slam her back down onto the ground and laugh. "Stupid pony bitch, the moon never sets."
Moonman continues to slam the horse to the ground, mashing it into a fine orange paste.
“OL OL OL! Taste the fury of white power you orange skinned chink monster!” Moonman laughed, his massive pale cock now fully erect and ready to perform.
With the fury of a thousand suns, the powerful white man plunged his erect penis into the prone form of the cyan Pegasus that had previously attacked him.
“Taste it, TASTE IT!” Howled the monsterously endowed white supremacist, smashing the insides of the pony until it couldn’t help but be forced out of unconsciousness and into pure pleasure mixed with agonizing pain as it’s once virgin asshole was ripped asunder.