Author's Note

Before you guys read into this chapter, I just want to point out a few things to remember. Yes, this is one of those crossovers I have been hinting from my first book. And this will tie in to an older story I did because.....reasons. (I read it myself a few times and couldn't make it through the first chapter. It was horrible grammar wise, and overall boring for the story persective.)

There will be intense sex themes in here, however, I will not describe them in great detail.

Thank you for listening to my disclaimer and enjoy.

Special Note: Shocker Blitz is Dusk Star Shine's creation.

Chapter 3: [S.Faze] "What The Hell Are Caribou" (Edited)

The trip to the other side was as I predicted: disorienting. I currently laid face planting myself into the ground that I don't remember doing. Nonetheless, I got up from that embarrassing position turning myself over and decide to take in my new reality.

The first thing I registered was the cool salty breeze in the air. A few trees were here and there, but overall wasn't enough to block out the sunlight.

"That rules out the Everfree Forest."

I looked to my right to find an endless vast space of water and the sound of waves crushing themselves below my hooves confirming my second suspicions. I'm on a coastline. It was probably one of the reasons why I felt incredibly calm at the moment.

Reguardless, I picked myself up off the soft, wet sand. Another thought suddenly came to me. The reason why I went through the spacetime crack. I needed to find that guy that made its way through the crack. Whatever it was.

I walked off the coast into the woods area to search nearby. Nothing came up out of the norm by plain standards. I was slightly annoyed by it all. I couldn't just simply instantly get teleported to civilization. Nope. I had had to go to it. Jumping into the crack seemed more and more not possible the further I got lost in my surroundings. Then I caught a glimpse of a village just out of the edge of my vision.

Real civilization. Well, at least it's a good sign that I'm not on a barren planet. I approached the village for a closer look before I began to notice some drastic changes in this reality.

There was these bipedal elk people that stomped their way through the village's streets like a they own the place. Nothing seem to be wrong with this until I saw what they held with leashes around their necks.

Each elk person had a nude mare firmly secured to each leash. My anger slowly got the best of me, yet I showed no sign of such an emotion. It was too risky since I knew nothing of my surroundings. For all I know, this could be how this universe works. Two of the elk people spot me standing idly in the streets. They approached revealing a pair of sticks with different style of gems jammed on the top. My guess is they're wands of some sort. I didn't particularly care at this point.

They smirked with oozing confidence. "Looks like we missed one of the unicorns in this dump." one of the elk people proclaimed.

Any mare that was currently in ear shot seem to almost simultaneously direct their attention at me and the two approaching elk people.

My muzzle remained neutral as they both lit up their wands. "We don't need anymore stallions, so looks like we found something worth a few body part spares." the other elk person remarked.

An instant later, they froze me solid.

Third Person POV

To the horror of the mares in the Stalaville, the Caribou soldiers froze the silent unicorn for good in one of their wand spells. Nopony gets out of them before they suffocate, unfortunately, so he might as well have died.

Then the ice let out a violent crack noise. A long sliver of a crack running from the top of the frozen unicorn down toward about the middle of the ice surrounding him. The Caribou warriors backed up startled by the visible crack.

"What? Are my eyes playing tricks on me? Did the ice just crack?" one of them asked the other Caribou.

The other one shrugged slightly gradually getting just as nervous as the first Caribou. Finally, the ice shattered to millions of fragments on the ground. Everyone currently watching the events unfold stared in shock, some in horror.

The black cutiemarkless unicorn chuckles softly before allowing a wide smile spreading across his facial features. He sighed his expression turning serious once again.

"Funny, I was expecting more of a magical challenge than simple brash ice. Although, I would say any other pony would have died from that spell. How much of a coward can you two be?"

The two Caribou warriors' fury grew as they charge up their wands again only this time the black unicorn vanished before their eyes in an instant.

One of the Caribou cry out in brief agony gurgling on his own blood. A long black blade pierced through his chest. The Caribou, standing beside his pierced brother in arms, could only stare in horror at the sight before him, eyes widen to pinpricks. Fear began to fester in his soul. Another dark chuckle escaped the black pony's muzzle. He still wore the same smile.

"I can smell your fear, little colt." he said.

The air froze like time stopped for a brief moment. The Caribou warrior soiled himself in his hide thong involuntarily. His body didn't move, but he didn't know why his body wouldn't obey him. The blade just as quickly pulled out of his comrade before swiftly taking his precious head from the rest of his body.

The black unicorn scuffed in disgust as he dematerialized his black blade into his hammer space. He sighed before walking forward once more. The mares around him didn't know what to think of this stallion. He proved to be a Caribou killer, but..... at the same time, he didn't seem to be interested in saving the village from King Dainn's rule...

Shadow's POV

I couldn't believe the nerve those elk people have. They think like a pair of mindless stem cells: so easy to read and predictable. I personally can not seem to fathom how they got the upperhand against the Equestrians. At any rate, I needed a clue.

I heard a pair of hoove steps coming my way so I blend myself into the space between two cottages.

"Did you hear that cry?"

"Yeah, that sounded like one of the slaves might have started to rebel against us."

"Fjandinn hestur."

They got out of ear shot after that. My assumptions seemed to be correct for once. It's some sort of outpost.

"Messing with this reality will have to wait. I need to gather more information."

I seemed to blend into the shadows being casted by the cottages as I approached a reassemble tent. I heard some voices and saw shadows of the elk people.

"This must be a gathering place for meetings."

"My humble grace, we should proceed on the next part of the plan. By my calculations, we don't have long before the Solar Guard storm the area to search." a gravelly voiced elk person said. I could tell he was old judging by the outline of his shadow.

"Your majesty, we should move on to conquer the badlands. That seems to be a good place to start. I heard about a good slut of a bug queen that ended up living there." another voice said only it was more youth in age with a hint of a high pitch.

"No, we need to focus on Canterlot! The more we waste our time on conquering outside boundaries, the more other nations are going to realize what is happening!" a different voice exclaimed. This time more of like a father strictly talking down his child.

The lead elk person sighed. "Relax my brothers, everything is going according to plan. All we need to do is shift some of the army to invade the Crystal Empire. Once that is conquered then it would make our world conquering all the more easier." he said. The voice was deep, calm and overall wise, but I could feel his intentions were not out of pure totalitarian impulse. It was like watching someone play chess from afar distance, and you know who is most likely going to win.

I scanned the group of elk people in my magic to be shocked of the results. These elk people were completely different than the two warrior weaklings I met moments before. They had serious magic on their side that was almost alicorn status strong. If they fight the alicorn sisters they have a high probability of winning with just raw power.

"How could they acquire that much power anyway? Their race does some sort of rune magic, but magic like this requires a large amount of sacrificing..... I wonder."

I knew what I needed to do now. My horn lit up as I vanished in thin air. But not before I memorized their scents.

I ended up reappearing at the sight where I killed the two warriors. I was coming around the corner to find the corpses when a couple warriors, that passed me earlier, were currently strangling a mare nearby. My presence startled them releasing the poor mare from their grip.

"What the- A unicorn stallion?..... Well-"

I didn't allow him to finish his sentence as I grabbed him by the throat at lightning speed wasting no more time in crashing his thyroid and trachea. I then dropped him on the ground watching him trying to breathe spasming relentlessly.

The other elk warrior's eyes widen in fear as a grin spread across my face. I loved the way he radiate fear like that. It made me almost reconsider becoming evil again....

I mentally shook that thought out of my head as I approached the other warrior. He stumbled on to the ground back crawling away from me. "G-G-Get away from me, y-you monster!" he called out.

I swore I saw in my peripheral vision many of the mares smirk sinisterly down on their captive. However, I held no remorse in my lifeless cold stare.

He shook involuntarily as I continued by grabbing a fist full of his chest fur.

"Have...mercy..." He whimpered with hints of pain lingering.

"Pathetic creatures like you make me wish there was still a realm devoted to sending creatures like you to the mind flayers," My grin widen further. "Unfortunately, that seems not possible right at the moment. Now for the next best thing."

My other hand morphed into a claw easily sinking itself into his chest while the elk person's eyes bulge. In another clean yank I took out his heart from his chest causing blood to spray everywhere, especially on my clothes. I dropped the now dead elk person's corpse dishonorably on the ground before discarding his heart to the same fate as well. It wasn't even worth eating his heart.

My attention focused back to the mare slaves. Some stared with the familiar wide eyed expressions while the others didn't look as impressed. One of my hands lit up in my magic causing the chains that held them there to break from the walls; along with destroying the collars around their necks.

Some of the mares immediately began seeing if they can free others while the rest stay in their current position to cry in happiness. It didn't matter too much to me though. I barely knew the mares to begin with and I'll probably forget about them just as quickly.

I was prepared to continue my original train of thought when someone stopped me with a hand that grabbed my thigh. It succeed in drawing my attention as I turned around to face the brave mare. She seemed to be no older than in her twenties, but I could tell she was very greatful for my 'heroic' actions.

"Wait, you never told us your name, kind stallion." She said softly. A small smile spread across my face as I shook my head resisting the urge to roll my eyes.

"Ponies and cliches seem to always be common concept in every universe."

"Shadow Faze." That was all I needed to say as I escaped the poor mare's grip.

I bent down over the corpse of the dead warriors before picking up their special wands in hand. The other two, that were my most recent kills, had poorly made short swords at their disposal. My hand lit up in my magic once more scanning the wands they wield. A memory flashed before eyes seconds later.

FLASHBACK

My home planet never had the most beautiful scenic areas in the universe, but it was always considered one of the dangerous to live on. It had some of the most vicious animals to ever exist in the universes which, consequently, made our people into one of the greatest adapters. All except for the bizarre weather that plagues the entire planet every so often. In this case, a huge lightning storm had came out of no where forcing me to take shelter in a nearby cave. The lightning strikes were bad enough to cause mini tremors through the earth.

Reguardless, I ignored the storm, deciding since I was going to be here a while, to explore the cave system while I'm in here. I walked deeper into the cave enterance snapping my fingers to spontaneously create a small white ball of fire above my head. It was bright enough to outline the inside of the cave, so I continued forward.

It was mostly just a normal cave and only ran a mile deep into the hill it ingrained itself into. I sighed in disappointment about to turn around when something caught my eye.

My focus sharpened brushing some of the loose rocks, caused by erosion and time, away before my eyes widen in surprise. I saw roughly drawn one of the ancient symbols used during the Age of Prosperity. I materialized a real brush and small chiseler digging my way carefully through tender rock.

A half an hour of carefully sculpting allowed me to get a bigger picture of the runes in the caves walls. I stared in amazement at the major discovery.

"I did it! I finally found an ancient tablet before the Great History Purge!"

My excitement died down a bit as I realized the tablet itself was too big and well embedded into the cave wall to be simply removed. So I pulled out my notepad to begin my sketching. Even though I had no idea what these runes mean, I am very sure they are some sort of spell.

Suddenly, the thunder rolled over with the loudest bang yet sending a sharp tremor through the ground. At that moment, I lost my balance for a second before I looked up beginning to see that the tunnel was about to collapse. I panicked looking at the ancient tablet again.

"Shit! Of course my bad luck had it out for me! I need to get out of here."

I scrambled to my feet dashing for the exit just in time to avoid the total collapse of the entire cave network. On the bright side, the lightning storm had quickly ended after that last strike.

My sigh was made known as I stared down at my notes of what I got lucky to sketch down. I grumbled angrily at myself sending the notepad to my hammer space...

FLASHBACK ENDS

I pulled the same notepad from long ago out of my hammer space to review the contents inside. I analyzed the runes edged into the wand before verifying the runes with my notes. The result was very surprising. The two written runes were too similar to be passed off as coincidence. I felt my blood boiled over at the thought of such vulgar creatures defiling these ancient spells to there own perverse ways. Obviously, they are tampering with a magic very similar to my universe's ancient magic. The question is, again: how did they obtain such powerful magic?

I collected one of the wands and my notes sending them into my hammer space once more. My instincts tingled automatically. I dashed to the right just before an explosion erupted where I once stood. I searched critically for the source of the explosion only to find out that it was magic related.

"Great, somebody is out to kill me now."

My stealth trend also ended as I heard everyone in the outpost getting riled up by the explosions. I groaned in annoyance. Another day, another foe.

Third Person POv

The Caribou warriors grabbed their swords and carried the remaining slaves that they captured into magically enhanced cages to prevent the slaves from escaping. Most of the Caribou were thoroughly peeved by the sudden alarm. Many didn't even know why the watch tower was lit to begin with, but they have an obligation to King Dainn to help conquer the pitiful Equestria into its true glory.

They stormed out releasing their own varying battle cries as they charged through the streets in search of these imposters. The sound of battle cries was soon replaced with some Caribou flying into the air shred to pieces. The Caribou then had focus their attention solely on one being. A black unicorn. He was a couple inches shorter than the average unicorn (6' 4") or a common Caribou warrior (6' 7"), but that didn't prevent the confident grin from leaving his muzzle.

The Caribou stared down at him amused, some even laughed at his size. "Wow, what a tiny stallion. I didn't think they could get any smaller." one random Caribou jeered.

The black unicorn's unwavering grin only slightly strained itself, however, his eyes told a different story altogether. It promised the cold embrace of death. He materialized Apocalypse in front of the Caribou. The stallion swiped his great sword diagonally forward faster than they could physically react. There was a brief pause before the front line suddenly became completely sliced in half, blood and gore went everywhere.

There was a long silence that rang through the street as the black unicorn seemed to be getting a kick out of the Caribou's shock. "Lesson one, carfaren, don't underestimate an enemy shorter than you. They would always have an agility advantage over you. But you should already know that tidbit." he said.

"Kill him!" one of the Caribou exclaimed ignoring his remark. The rest of the Caribou warriors charged forward to cut the black stallion down to size. However, they were not able to even give the unicorn a single scratch on him. Their unorganized attacks only strengthened the unicorn's ability in slicing more Caribou into piles of bloody meat and bone.

He smiled maniacally at the seven Caribou surrounding him before twirling his body around them like a circular saw cutting through their abdomens perfectly in half. They fell to the ground as the wizards of the Caribou draw their wands. Each one had a yellowish glow to them.

The stallion followed suit, allowing Apocalypse to produce a black fog to roll off it. The Caribou wizards launched their attack moments later straight toward the black unicorn. It combines itself together about to hit the stallion when his great sword just simply absorbed it.

"Now that I know it is made up of the same magic as my own," He started to say as the blade also glowed an erie black color. "I can use it to fuel my magic supplies."

The black stallion grinned wider whipping his blade to the side is the blade bend to the force he gave it. The blade morphed itself to the force causing it to stretch into a thinner, longer shape like a whip. The wizards realized too late before the morphed blade easily sliced through their necks like a whiplash.

The black unicorn spun the blade again slashing through the remainer of the Caribou into bloody ribbons. It was almost glorious seeing the pain spread across their faces. This place.....or reality..... He could really let loose his true skill... even if it was only for a fraction of a second.

Shadow's POV

Eventually, there was nothing left of the poor bastards. I looked to my right seeing that the remaining slaves were still cluelessly wondering around. "Follow me if you wish to live." I said.

Not long after, the pony prisoners followed my lead. I noticed a dock as I pointed a direction to them. Then I realized that the docks were under attack... by another force. It was definitely more technology advanced than I have seen on any other battleship. It had headcanons to steam powered rotators to a metal haul. No wind required!

Anyway, I saw on the ground how the crew members were all sorts of different races fighting against the elk people. I stopped one of the former slaves to ask her a question.

"What are those.....brown earth ponies, if you don't mind telling me?" I asked.

"They're Caribou, good sir." She said delighted that her hero asked her specifically.

"Thank you."

"Caribou? Seriously?! That's a synonym to the word 'elk'."

My little tamper aside, I allowed her to get back in the line as the crew seemed to have finished the remaining of the 'Caribou'. I didn't have any room to breathe before seeing, most likely the leader of the group, an electric blue pegasus covered in different shades of blue armor approach the former slaves.

It puzzled me slightly why he wore such armor, but I knew that I couldn't be seen in the immediate area. Not until I figure out who I'm truely looking for in this reality. I quickly put on a cloak to cover myself just as the blue armored pegasus locked eyes with me.

"Halt! Who are you!" he shouted at me.

I didn't give him much more thought as I blended with the crowd of former slaves and, eventually, silently teleported out of sight.

Third Person

"Sorry Captain. We couldn't find him." Sharla, the Griffin assassin, reported to Shocker Blitz.

Something didn't seem right with him though. It was way too easy of an extraction mission for the Caribou to be slacking off, unless-

Another of one his crew members rushed over to Shocker. "Captain! You got to see this!"

Shocker Blitz followed him to a section of the village seeing Caribou body parts and blood everywhere, and what was the most disturbing part of the blood bath was the terror plastered on each of their faces. "Did any of the crew members do this?" I asked.

"No sir, we believe the cloaked stallion did so before we were able to get here, sir. Whatever he was, he is dangerous."

Captain Shocker paused as a slight chill went up his spine, and it had nothing to do with the temperature. "Well, we have refugees to secure and bring back to Equestria. Forget about the guy." Shocker replied returning back to the War Hammer to get an accurate count of the refugees.

We were ready to sail again after a few moments of loading the 'passengers' up.

Shadow's POV

I watched on the cliff face seeing the technological advanced battleship sail off into the vast sea once more. Hopefully the former slaves would find peace with themselves.

Suddenly, I didn't feel like I was alone anymore. My reflexes saved me as a looked moments later to find that I had moved out of the way from meeting a sword strike from behind. It had took out a third of the cliff side in one single strike downward.

From the sword I trailed up to find the figure that made me decide my fate just a few hours ago. The spirit grinned manically while a chuckle escaped his lips.

"It's been way too long, Shadow Faze." He said his amusement turned immediately to burning rage.