Sir is this really necessary?

“For fucks sake, yes it is; I ain’t going to rob some random smuck’s museum without some bloody music… Now get the songs playin… we got some robbin ta do!”

Sigh… If you say so – activating soundtrack two, song 12; playing, now.

Elsewhere in another world; in a middle of a random city; Midnight

It was the 20th anniversary of the Valenia Museum of Technology, famous scientist, celebrities, and world leaders have come to see both ancient and new technology created by the greatest minds in the world. On top a platform in the center of the museum was the work of Professor Gizmonia – the Dimensional Transporter. This device was capable of bringing the user from point A to point B… but across worlds; sadly this is a prototype as the real one is kept at the Professor’s homeland, Averia, but has been happily donated to the museum. Being one of the few but greatest creations amongst the museum, many have come to witness and see it… that is, until an incident that occurred that night.

While not open to the public yet, V.I.P guests could see the device first-hand, many scientists examining the details, and other switches that were on it. Many conversed with one another, asking questions about the device, but since the professor was busy he couldn’t come to answer said questions, so one of his assistants was sent to answer for him.

Near one of the tables set up, two scientists wearing suits stood by one of the museum’s external walls near a window the size of a five meter column. The two scientists were speaking about the credibility that the device actually can make anyone travel between worlds, as the idea of it is possible and now fact, but still impossible, the only method by finding void or realm portals, or using void crystals.

“I doubt that wackjob of a ‘scientist’ had actually made a device that can allow travel between worlds. I’ll believe until I see physical proof of it being used, successfully,” said the first scientist, taking a drink from his cup.

“Agreed; I mean, why exactly are people so awed by this thing, it’s just a prototype, as in it failed… bunch of morons, getting interested on something unsuccessful,” said the second scientist.

The two scientist watched from the side with contempt; the assistant answering questions, mentioned out loud that the device while a prototype actually worked… sadly the test subject – the professor’s apple – didn’t return, but nevertheless, a success. This meant that the device does work… but it would need a powerful energy source… or a strong aura.

As the crowd continued to converse, a quiet hum of noise could be heard – the noise sounded like music, and it came from the same wall that the two scientists were standing by – and suddenly, like the screams of a thousand abominations, the wall blew apart… along with the two scientists.

Pieces of wall and viscera was sent flying everywhere, either spraying those unlucky with the remains of the scientists, or crushing the skulls of those too slow to avoid the wall’s concrete pieces. Once the dust began to settle and everyone kept calm after the initial explosion, the noise was clearer… it was music – a banjo could be heard with dupstep sounds and a guitar playing alongside it – the song had a good beat to it and would be good to listen to some modern youth… if what happened next hadn’t happened.

“Sir, what in the deities are you do-” The security officer approaching the figure that stood within the once standing wall, obliterated the poor sod with a blast of super-heated metal from a minigun. After the silence came back, all hell went loose; everyone ran from the person causing the mayhem, and everyone knew who he was.

“Its him! Four Jinxes!”

“I thought he’s called the Green Menace?!”

“No he’s called the Moving Plague!”

“I heard they call him Green Eye!”

All of these names were true, but there was one name that shook the very bones within them, making their blood go stone cold… he was known as. “RUN BITCHES! LOCUST IS HERE!”

The psychotic man known across the world, terrorizing those in his path, being the leader of the mercenary group, Psycho Corps, and suicidal bomber – twice; the first a dud, the second not – the Psychopath, Locust!

The maniac laughed crazily with glee as he shot down, exploded and impaled anyone he could see… it didn’t help that he wasn’t aiming so most of the kills he got were by pure luck and those he actually shoot didn’t die… well… not quickly of course. After a short while the bullets, rockets, and needles seem to come forever… until three loud clicks could be heard from all three weapons.

Sir, the Avion Needle Guns, Rolka Bazooka, and Junai Minigun are out of ammunition. Refills will take at least two hours for optimal use, and five hours for full capacity.

The robotic voice that was heard by Locust – through a link to his brain, and the fact everyone else was busy screaming in fear or agony – was Locust’s robotic butler/backpack, Matthius; who is a Backpack Assistance Robot aka, a B.A.R. While the robot’s personality is the complete opposite of his master’s, it is equally devastating, and a perfect strategist whenever Locust is in a pickle… which is a lot. Sadly the weapons Locust was using was from B.A.R, and those same weapons weren’t Locust’s preferred weapons… he was using them “for fun”, as he likes to put it.

“Good, now we can get to my toys,” said Locust.

Letting go said weapons, they all slid back into Matthius four compartment, the compartment closing to show four circles with a lash through them, two on each side of the backpack. On the top of the backpack was Matthius’s head of sorts; said head wasn’t his real head, but looks like one, as Matthius head was the backpack as the whole, but Locust calls his backpack body a box-torso.

Sir may I advise we take out those armed first and not every single person you encounter.

“Where’s the fun in not killing everyone!? LET’S GET SLAUGHTERING!”

With two loud metallic clacks, Locust wielded two scimitars, both having a wooden handle that was colored a dark red, with dark gold guard. The two weapons glinted and were curved, meaning to cause as much agony against those its used upon, whether to cut them in pieces or simply slash them with their extreme weight.

Locust charged forward with ferocious and precise attacks, as nobody was spared from his ruthless rampage. Stabs, slashes, strikes, piercing blows on all his targets; arms flying, legs left cut off from their owners, torso mutilated, and their heads were used as improvised projectiles, being sent flying toward a wall to have their insides splattered everywhere to hitting others.

“I LOVE MURDER, ITS JUST LIKE LAST MONTH ALREADY!”

Um, that incident occurred last year.

“Same thing; now help me find that good stuff! Philip, go find us something to eat,” said Locust, glancing at his own shadow.

Suddenly the shadow shifted, moving through the floor and walls, until reaching a corner as it departed Locust. Facing those before him, the mad psycho went back to his massacre of innocents and occasional “heroes”.

“Now then… Who wants to get a haircut?”

Several moments of absolute slaughter and crazed laughter later…

Locust had killed a good majority of people before everyone ran off or offed themselves than rather facing him. The sound of sirens in the distance could be heard in distance, but Locust didn’t care as he sat atop a small pile of bodies, munching on his favorite food; pizza. His pet shadowling, Philip found some on one of the intake tables that weren’t overrun or destroyed in the chaos. The slice was still warm but had some blood on it… luckily the blood didn’t come from a dead body… but it is best if you don’t know where said blood originated or rather came upon said slice – it involving a rather peeved Philip.

Locust and Philip enjoyed their slices, while Matthius gathered the next part of their plan; the reason they being here was to find a certain professor’s device… or rather what was inside. Back at his base, they ran out of their primary energy source and need to refuel it… and the closest or known place to find an energy source strong enough to get their generator powering was here.

Instead of sending off one of his own, Locust got bored from doing nothing and went off to let some steam go, and grab a slice… even though he ain’t twenty on the way to the museum. Checking the museum’s parameters, the location of the device was found as Matthius informed Locust.

Target found; its located at the center of the museum. Simply take two lefts, one right, and head straight forwa-

“Excellent; the quick we get this shite down, the quicker we can get back home and enjoy mah pizza!” Without a single thought, Locust outstretched both hands toward a direction that he assumed was toward the device… which ironically was as he wasn’t sure which way was which.

A glow began to appear on both hands before a green substance covered his arms, and with one flick and pose, Locust screamed as he went full bolt to the wall he was facing. “CHHHHAAAAARRRRRGGGGAAAAAAHHHHH!”

Once making contact with said wall… all that remained was a hole with a green substance covering the edge; this continued for four more walls, even smashing through a bathroom that was ironically clean until Locust smashed into it. Slowing down, Locust turned to face the destruction he wrought and grinned.

“Perfection; now, where is that power-thingy?”

On top that platform inside that device, but I should warn you, I am getting strange activities from it.

“Bah, probably just some dimensional energies left over from the last use,” said Locust, absently with a wave of his hand.

Sir… those same energies can cause either three things to happen…

As Locust approached the platform, stepping over numerous corpses, creating an array of wet squelches and splats. He would occasionally kick away an arm in which it would land on a body or pool of blood. The center room was covered in numerous types of the various colors of red, body parts littered like sloppily prepared decorations, and there was even a mannequin made of actual dead bodies – this actual happening by lucky accident as some random bloke got impaled into a mannequin causing their insides to be shot all over said mannequin.

Firstly; it can cause an implosion of energy that can wipe all life reaching at least twelfth of this continent’s size, and considering the continent of Valenia is the size of a large island… well that is a lot of life being wiped out. This may not be a problem for you, but we need this energy source and considering Valenia could wipe out a good amount of resources – which we get from here might I add – it may not benefit us if we destroy such precious resources.

Locust continued to climb toward the platform, once reaching it, he clamored to the device and opened a random panel, searching its inner contents.

Secondly; we might accidentally summon or cause a world-ending event, and I doubt we would have the capabilities to stop it or even delay it.One of your subordinates was involved with a similar event and if he wasn’t there or even tried assisting in stopping it, we may have had a problem in our hands.

Locust began scrambling inside until he found what he was looking for; an Energy Crystal. “Found ya, come to papa!”

And finally… the least dangerous but most unlikely possibility; a dimensional vortex.

“Gesundheit,” said Locust, grabbing the crystal.

Sir, a dimensional vortex is another word for a void portal, but only difference is that this portal is unstable and allows a one-way ticket to… anywhere in the empty vastness of the Void. Such an outcome will cause numerous problems alone the fact we’d be marooned on an unknown realm… Luckily such an outcome is 0.0000000000001%, those numbers are alone are impossible.

At that very same time he said those calculations, the device began to activate as a random dimensional vortex, an implosion that would most likely destroy the museum only and an earthquake that cause mass panic across the continent started happening, all at the same time.

Unless your the living embodiment of bad luck and swim in it like it were air without nary a harmful scratch on you… Sir should I contact the others of this predicament?

“Meh, just tell the boys I’ll be on vacation… oh and that we need to look for another location for a power source.” Locust gripped the crystal, putting into Matthius backpack compartment, the robot grabbing the crystal with a metallic clawing, placing it away safely.

Locust watched as everything around him began to literally shake, get sucked into opened fissures in the ground or violently crumble around him. He simply sat and watched with amused glee, before glancing at the portal and shrugging it without a care.

“Welp, time to go see what’s on the other side… Au reviour, asswipes!” shouted Locust, jumping into the portal.

As he left, a hand came back grabbing a random slice of pizza just before the whole museum crumbled, destroying all the exhibits and making the portal vanish.

At the other side of the portal; somewhere… somewhe… I don’t know were in the middle of nowhere, just read the bloody story!

Locust found himself appearing in some kind of forest after coming out the portal; the song he had playing had ended its loop on its own, but Locust was too distracted… that and he was absentmindedly biting his slice with deliberate slowness.

“Da fuck, where am I? Matthius where are we, do we got enough pizza… Are we at Finland?” asked Locust, excitement as he asked that last question.

To answer all your questions; we’re located at some sort of unknown realm, very new from my scans but its flowing with aura… so much so that the need for element crystals are unneeded as the very air is flowing with the energies. We only have two slices, the one you’re eating and one that I kept in my storage. As for if we are at Finland… no… we are not at Finland.

“Ahhhhh shit… Welp, better get looking around… Any locals here?”

Good question… This forest is impeding my scans, but I seem to see some sort of structure just west of us, deeper into the forest.

Locust glanced at the very direction, until he saw a bright blast of yellow light, before a dark purple came afterwards. The blast of lights seemed to happen one another, and looked like some sort of battle was happening.

“Ohhhh, is someone fighting, without meeee? Time to join the fight and get this show started,” said Locust, unsheathing his swords. Locust began to march forward, humming a tune to himself.

Everfree Forest; Everfree Castle; Midnight

Celestia was weakened, tired, but most of all… she was crying, her baby sister had suddenly turned to some warped version of herself… and it was all her fault. Luna… oh Luna, I’m so sorry…

Celestia had all six of the elements, but she was afraid what they would do to her sister, if they would petrify or even seal her away both outcomes horrible and something she rather not do to her sister. The alabaster alicorn looked around the cover she was behind; she saw her, her sister who now called herself, Nightmare Moon.

Nightmare was looking around with barely held rage, blasting a piece of their home and screaming in rage for the explosion to not reveal her disheveled sister.

“COME OUT COWARD! ONCE I FIND YOU, I’LL RULE EQUESTRIA, THEN THE WORLD, AND ONCE THAT HAPPENS, THE NIGHT SHALL LAST, FOREVER! AHHAHAHAHHAAHHAA!” shouted Nightmare Moon, doing her signature laugh.

She couldn’t bare looking at her sister like any longer, with her looking away Celestia ran off deeper into the castle unnoticed by Nightmare, due to hearing something else.

Nightmare Moon assumed the noise was her dear sister Celestia, turning to face the source of the noise ready to blast away. Without even making sure what caused the noise, she eviscerated stone and whatever made the noise… but what stood was a blackened spot… with a strange bipedal figure standing where her blast made contact.

What?! How can this… whatever it is – looks like some kind of furless minotaur – survive my attack!? Must of missed…

“Who are you, if you bow to me immediately I may spare… whatever you are and ignore you for distracting me from finding my original target,” said Nightmare Moon, taking quick glances around her.

Locust stared at the absurd sight before him; a horse with wings and a horn, and looked like some kind of clique villain… it was Friday all over again. “Who in the frosty sprinkle cock are you suppose to be!? You look like some kind of rainbow barfed you out, added a bucket of black paint, and decided to play god… while high and drunk!”

The unique lingo that Locust used confused Nightmare Moon for a second before she returned to her original snarl. “I don’t know what half you just said meant, but you dare to talk back to me! You shall pay deeply you-”

“Shut up bitch, I need to eat my pizza,” said Locust, pulling out his last slice. “Gotta keep the tank full.”

“YOU DARE INTERRUPT ME!” screamed Nightmare Moon, preparing a blast of raw magic.

Before Locust could bite his pizza, the very hand he was holding said slice was covered in dark purple raw magic; this caused Locust’s hand to smoke but not vanish… but leaving the pizza simply ash. Locust stared at what remained of his delicious food, he stared for so long his gaze seemed to break the strongest of metals.

Nightmare Moon laughed with glee at the pitiful look that Locust had; now Nightmare Moon was the most insane being in the world, with a certain spirit once being number one… but she’s about to learn that position of insanity would be taken in a flash.

“HAHAHAHAHAH! Fool, you this is what happens to those who dare to oppose my rule! Now you shall face my wrath and...”

Locust was looking back at Nightmare Moon with eyes of a true lunatic – he was snarling like a monster, both his weapons were unsheathed and he was glowing an ominous purple, and most of all… his eyes were barely dots, only showing the whites of his eye. With one final bestial roar, Locust started rushing Nightmare Moon with only blood his thirst of blood in his mind.

“KILL KILL KILL; MAUL, TEAR, CRUSH, RIP, MUTILATE! KILL KILL KILL KILL! KIIIIIILLLLAAHAHAHAAHAHAH!” screamed Locust, repeating the word kill over and over.

Nightmare Moon stared at the sight of this horrid creature snarling and glaring at her for her blood. Something in her snapped… something that was kept buried… and it was freed; a piece of Luna saw the light… and it wanted to go back and hide in the darkness. Still in her Nightmare Moon form, Luna stared eye-to-eye with death, or rather, the deepest pits of true insanity, and with that she ran away like a screaming filly.

“MOOOOMMMMIIIIEEE!”

Some other part of the castle, Celestia was panting as she ran as far she could, but she heard the shouts and screams… but they sounded like…

“Luna?” said Celestia. A fix of fear and horror was swirling in her mind; she wasn’t sure what to do – was Nightmare Moon tricking her by using Luna’s voice… or was actually her. Without much time to think, Nightmare Moon came bursting through the same doors she came through.

“She’s not Luna, she’s not Luna… She’s not Luna!” shouted Celestia. With all her might, Celestia unleashed the Elements of Harmony on Nightmare Moon, sending her to the moon as the best option, but at the price of loosing the elements powers.

As Nightmare Moon was being banished, Celestia did not notice her eyes; the same eyes of her sister… or the tears of seeing true fear itself coming from her. All that remained was wet droplets of her tears, and the disturbed dust from their battle.

Celestia stood for a long time… before slumping down, and after that… she began to weep. She lost everything, her home, the power to protect her ponies, and now her sister – her flesh and blood. The now lonely alicorn wept for as long she could, hidden tears now unleashed like a broken dam.

Her wails of agonized sorrow was heard all over the Everfree and would echo across Equestria… as she was unaware of the figure with purple eyes staring back at her.

After calming down, Locust saw the other strange horse causing the pizza murderer to vanish, and he knew she vanished as he recognizes teleportation anywhere. Since Matthius was unable to find where the other horse went, Locust doubted the other horse knew where she was, considering her current state of mind.

With his last slice gone… Locust felt somewhat sad… that was… until he came to a realization.

“I can search for pizza in this place… And it make hellavah trip! Matthius, we going on an adventure!”

Sir, what about that… whatever that think was?

“We can worry about that later, you scanned that strange thing that other horse did, you can see if there is a possibility for her to return from wherever she’s hidin?”

Hmmm… yes… yes, I can; from my calculations, the white… from my scans they’re called alicorns. This alicorn has placed a banishment of some kind… but it should last a thousand years on this very day.

“Excellent, then we just come back here, and wait when that day comes. Matthius, set my calendar – looks like we’re going to play the long game… Hehehehehhehe,” said Locust, leaving the scene.

As Locust departed, a weeping Celestia continued to cry for her now banished sister… unaware of another being that witnessed her sister’s banishment… or the role he play in the lives of her and those of Equestria… or the world.

Author's Note

Next chapter preview: One crazy origin + thousand year wait = A very bored but excited Locust

Matthius speaks through italics, but other characters italics (thoughts) will be differed by color (ex. blue for Luna/Nightmare Moon & pink for Celestia).

Bold speech; yelling, shouting, or screaming - depends on what they're saying.

Bold & italic lines are locations, & time.