“Is it just me, or I’m finally picking the data from that world?” Honey Bun asked sarcastically, checking her equipment one more time.
“I’m sorry, Honey. It wasn’t easy to establish a stable portal with that world for some reason. At least much more complicated than in the case with SA world.”
Honey Bun smiled, remembering how she destroyed that human world, and then eliminated the griffon menace by vaporizing their army and decapitating Molyneux. Oh, the joyful memories.
She had ensured that SA Princess Celestia will be properly treated by both kingdoms of zebra tribes and griffin country.
Honey Bun insisted to turn those traitors into slaves, but SA Princess Celestia firmly declined that offer.
'Well, and who’s a ‘cruel and genocidal tyrant’ here, hm? Humans, I’m asking you. Or right, you can’t answer, ‘cause you’re dead. Now the day just keeps getting better and better.’
“Honey Bun, do you read me?”
The earth pony shook her head and nodded. Then she remembered that she’s communicating via a portable radio and answered.
“Yeah, I hear you, loud and clear. What’s with the portal?”
“Done. Catch the coordinates.”
Honey Bun typed them into her interdimensional disruptor and opened the portal she’s been waiting for.
“Ready or not, here I come!” She exclaimed loudly, giggling like a filly during the Hearth’s Warming Eve.
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“We want her dead.”
Honey Bun landed in a corridor, leading to the negotiation room.
She could feel anti-magic generators, and she barely holded herself from laughing at their pathetic power. Sure, they could disrupt the magic from this version of Equestria, which was… what? 17 MT per generator? Okay, 18 roughly. Considering that a newborn foal from Honey Bun’s Equestria casually demonstrated the magic power of 5 GT, no generator could do anything to disrupt the power of Princess Celestia’s personal assistant.
Honey Bun smiled at the astonished look of a guardian in front of the door. Before he could do anything, she pointed a laser rifle at him and burned his throat along with the vocal cords in a millisecond. The head followed, turning into a stream of melted flesh and bones.
The earth pony walked to the door and listened for a while, what were they talking about. To her surprise and anger, a human demanded Princess Celestia’s execution.
“Well, you’ve done it yourself, human. Now I can tell to anyone that you started first.” Honey Bun mumbled.
Then she punched the door with the force of an accelerating car, sending the broken pieces of wood flying.
Human and pony both looked at her with their eyes wide. Honey Bun ignored N Twilight and walked to Anthony Doyle. She unsheathed her favourite knife made of her personal grade of steel and stabbed him in the belly. Then she cut him upright, revealing his insides.
Honey Bun took out his intestines and tied around his neck, making a noose. Then she strangled him with his own guts.
She looked at the frightened alicorn and smiled, forgetting that she’s covered in blood.
“Princess Twilight, I presume?”
The alicorn nodded warily, still eyeing her.
“Honey Bun at your service.”
She bowed to the princess. Twilight wasn’t her Princess, let alone she was from another world, but Honey Bun was a very well-mannered and polite young mare.
“Before you ask, I’m from another world and came here to prevent you from becoming a playtoy for humans.”
Twilight just blinked in astonishment.
“I know, it sounds incredible, but we don’t have much time. We need to get you to safety, and then I’ll explain it properly...”
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Honey Bun was standing in the middle of a street, watching at approaching helicopters and tanks. She could’ve sworn she saw this somewhere.
“Oh, right, when I was destroying that reeking, maggot-full abscess that they call the Republic of South Africa. Well, called.”
First projectiles hit her, unable to pierce her plasma shield, powered up by her magic.
Honey Bun just waited for several minutes until they will realise that she’s immune to their primitive force.
“Now is my turn.”
She disappeared from the sight, jumping on the roof of a nearest building and shooting from her railgun right in the middle of the armed squad.
A projecticale that carried the kinetic energy worthy of several tons of TNT literally demolished humans within a wide area. Honey Bun reloaded her weapon.
“Okay, who’s next?!”
Sure, aircraft carriers were powerful. But what could they do against a true pony? A correct answer: nothing.
Honey Bun crashed into the deck, breaking the ship in two. Then she did the same with the other ships from a CSG, sinking them.
“MLRS? Several of them? Oh, that’s cute.”
She routinely reflected the missiles back, blowing up war machines and burning the military personnel alive.
“And you hope to defeat me?”
She slammed her hoof into M1 Abrams tank, sending it flying backwards. Then she fried the nearest gunship with a laser rifle.
“Oh, Discord! How great to see you!”
She locked the spirit of chaos in a plasm field, blocking his abilities and smiling at the sight of him burning alive.
“Oh no, you won’t get away that easily!”
The earth pony used a remote regeneration machine to prevent him from dying. She put the construction underground, making sure that he will be burning alive for all eternity, serving as a living battery to the machine that tortured him. Oh, the irony. But it was the true justice.
“Now where was I? Ah, right.”
Honey Bun was breaking fingers of a seven-years old girl with cancer in front of her tied parents.
“Sure, it might seem too petty for me, but you know what? A pony likes to have fun every now and then, am I right?”
The earth pony broke all the fingers, then started to break other bones, having a goal to break each and every one of them.
“Too bad your head is shaved -- I would love to drag you around by your hair. Oh well, I will drag you around by your tendrons.”
She cut the girls’ arms and legs, pulled out tendrons and tied them together. Then the earth pony casually walked from the hospital, draggin the girl around.
“Phew, that was intense. Five days of non-stop fight will make it to a pony.”
Honey Bun was sitting on top of a huge pile of human bodies, holding a young dog in her hooves. She started to break the dog’s paws, enjoying the sound of snapping bones and the yelps of pain. When Honey Bun was done with the dogs’ paws, she took mites and started to remove its tooths, one at the time.
After burning the pile of corpses and the still breathing dog, Honey Bun contacted Equestria. Her Equestria.
“I’m done, humans are dead, the other Equestria is safe and expanding.”
“Okay, thank you, Honey Bun. We await your return.”
Honey Bun smiled and opened the portal.
“Honey Bun: two. Humans: zero. Checkmate.”
