Two hours ago, I shot the guards to the back entrance of Dainn’s castle. However, one of them could take my hits and came at me with a sword, my reaction to make a machete appear to parry the attack and then chop him in half. From there, I moved through the guard barracks to clean them all out and free their “stress relief” mares. There’s a lot of victims here, and they’re all still alive. They all have fear in their minds, but rage in their hearts. I can feel it coursing through my veins, making my blood boil. I found a Caribou guard in a “supply” closet supposedly freeing mares inside. But his obvious lie made me wonder what trap he had in store, so I followed him to a tight space where I drenched him in my blood and his friends got there attempt at my life. I chose to cut them down with a sword that I conjured using my new ring. I was able to cut down all but one guard, he can apparently hold my blade. But he can’t stop a shotgun from blasting his head off.

This place isn't exactly swimming with guards, but I get the feeling like I’m going to get quality over quantity.

I’m suddenly hit by a bolt of magic. I blast the asshole with a beam of my rage. I’m standing, he’s a bloody mess on the floor. Some guy runs at me with a dagger, so I use my shotgun to let him know that he's terrible at evaluating his opponent. Three more run away from me, so I switched to my carbine to account for how far they were. I walk into what I think is the throne room. I assume that the king is in my sights, his personal guards next in line. The king went down, his guards weren't so easy. I thought one M4 would do the trick, but I guess two is what I needed. After a while the killing becomes a blur, this castle was filled with people who all deserve to die. They all should burn but something inside is telling me that this castle will be worth something in the future. It's a shame, I really want to smash this place to pieces.

I eventually approach an area that has what I’m going to guess is the new population of Ponyville all waiting in line for something. If their mumbling is correct, they're talking about “the best pussies in town”. I decided to get a look about the mares that they're talking about. As I find a good spot to observe without being noticed, I see the mares. They have Octavia, Vinyl Scratch, Flitter, and… No, it can't be. That's Impossible! That Can’t Be Fucking Right!! Sh-She's Dead!!!

“LYRAAA!!!” I cry out as I leap into the middle of the crowd below, two M4s in my hands as I prepare to die. If I die protecting the one who I thought was dead, then today would've been worth leaving my house. I lay waste to the crowd, never removing my fingers from the triggers. I’m going to save Lyra! She means everything to me! And I’ll Kill All These Fuckers Who Took Her From Me And Stole What She Can Only Give Me!!! THESE CARIBOU NEED TO DIE, AND I’LL SHOW THEM MY RAGE TO TAKE IT BACK!!!

I can't even see what I’m killing, but I know deep down that it needs to die! All These Bastards Do! But as I shoot my way to the stage where Lyra is, I toss my M4 and resort to ripping and tearing my way through to her. When I make it to the stage, the guns on me all fall off with my trench coat. I’m now wearing a new more sleek red and black trench coat with a red and black jumpsuit underneath with exposed fingers on the gloves. I feel a lot stronger right now, allowing me to free my love from the bondage that keeps her here with my ring. Lyra doesn't seem to recognize me. She's stuck in some kind of depressive trance. I hold her close and kiss her on the cheek and take off the red collar from her neck, letting her know that it's me.

“It's all going to be okay now, Lyra,” I whisper into Lyra’s ear, rubbing a finger up and down where it makes the ear twitchy. That always sets her off in all the right ways. As I caress the mare who I will marry, a very tall, and muscular Caribou looks down on us.

“You must be Allen.” The Caribou observes, “Lyra spoke highly about you, even said that you’d kill me one day. But she's wrong.” The caribou lifts a fist, “Dead wrong.”

The caribou takes a swing at Lyra and I. I'm not able to react quick enough to do anything about it. I don't have to do anything as a large hand stops the caribou’s fist. The hand came through a portal made of blood.

“The only thing that the female got wrong was who kills you,” A large red alien in bone armor says as it walks through the portal, pushing the caribou back as he fully comes into view. His voice is very familiar, “William Sarpblade! You have escaped punishment for too long! Your victims demand vengeance, and I shall bring it.”

I don't say anything. Lyra is all that matters to me as I as I fly away from Dainn’s castle. I’m heading back to my home so that Lyra can be safe-

“S-slow down.” That line was the first thing Lyra said to me when I started to open up to her.

“Lyra…” I press Lyra tightly against me. I’m not losing her agai-

“Y-you always rush through things, Allen.” Lyra tells me, “There's ponies in need back there.”

“You're all that matters to me right now.” I tell her while I land on the wall of the castle, “I lost you once. I thought you were dead!"

“You know me, Allen. I can hold my own.”

“You Were Taken From Me!”

“You're being repetitive again. You do that to push your point a lot. For Celestia’s sake, you look like a superhero right now.” Whatever shell Lyra was in, she's clearly broken out of it as she moves her hand across my abdomen, “With your new red and black jumpsuit that brings out your muscles.” She places her free hand on my chest and starts moving it in circles, “I can tell that you didn't stop your exercise schedule, my handsome hunk.”

She then places both hands on my face and brings me in for a deep kiss. I wrap my arms around her waist and she moves a hand to grab my ass. I move a hand to the back of her head and gently move my fingers through her mane.

“Remember when you went looking for Strawberry Fields?” Lyra asked as she broke our kiss, “I thought I lost you. Fluttershy told me about how you walked into The Everfree with your sports equipment. I wanted to cry, but something inside told me that you were setting out to do wonderful things. When you came back with Strawberry, I knew that that thing was right. When the Caribou took me away, that same thing told me that you would set out to do wonderful things again in time… Allen Baxter Busterfield, slow down and enjoy the moment. You're doing wonderful things for Equestria, and you will continue to do so. And while you get to be a hero, I get to change my name to Lyra Heartstrings Busterfield.”

“I-I never told you about-“

“I checked your nightstand for some ibuprofen when I found an engagement ring. You should've asked a lot sooner because I’ve been wanting to be your mare for a long time. Now go back to Dainn’s castle and-“

Lyra is interrupted by the Caribou that the alien was fighting. The alien itself is longed into the wall beneath Lyra and I, the Caribou taking pride over his action before looking right at Lyra…

“Ah, Lyra.” The Caribou said in a tone that sounds like someone having a fond memory, “I never did use your pussy that often, I thought it best to use it sparingly like an aged scotch. But A thief wishes to steal the bottle. I’ll have to take it back.”

I don't know what's happening to me, but I feel something deep inside calling out to me. A power that's making the ring on my middle finger glow brightly at the Caribou's words while I clench my fist with enough force to dislocate every bone. As this hidden power becomes more present in my mind, I can hear the words it's telling me. It's telling me who I am now, and what to say next. It's telling me that my greatest strength is the hatred and rage that this Caribou is making me feel, and I follow its guidance as I jump down to the level of the Caribou. He’s got to be seven feet tall and built like a gorilla, definitely bigger than the alien that he was fighting before… I’ll show him my hellish hate!

“That's My Wife You're Talking To!!” I say through very tightly clenched teeth, blood seeping through my teeth like foam from a rabid animal’s mouth.

“And? Are you not willing to sha-“

“With blood and rage of crimson red.”

My body begins to glow red and drip with blood that burns and melts the area around it.

“Ripped from a corpse so freshly dead!”

I conjure a massive aura of red energy that surrounds the large Caribou and I.

“Together With Our Hellish Hate! We’ll Burn You All! That Is Your Fate!”

I clap my hands together and we both end up at the control room of that New Jersey nuclear reactor, where I was supposed to die. I draw twin glowing red M4s as a group of glowing red Army soldiers surround me, all cocking their weapons. We open fire on the Caribou, me eventually tossing my M4s and pulling out an explosives remote.

“Hmm, I only wonder if those explosives would work.”

I push the button, and a red flash consumes all that I can see. The flash eventually clears and reveals the Caribou who stole precious moments with Lyra from me lying beaten and broken on the ground.

“Patheti-“

The bastard gets up and all his wounds close. And I wasn’t even trying to kill him. I made a mistake.

“You can't kill me, Allen.” The Caribou chuckles at me, “I have found power in Caribou magic. Through it, I have made myself nearly invincible.” I go to punch him in the stomach, but he catches my fist, “My only guess is that something with strength like mine can properly defeat me, and neither you nor your friend match up to my might.”

The Caribou throws me straight through the castle was and into a building on the other side. I get out of the rubble and point my ring at him, but nothing happens. The Caribou looks up at Lyra and jumps up onto the top of the wall. I point my ring at the Caribou, but it doesn’t do anything.

“Our rings need to be recharged, Allen.” The red Alien says as he digs himself out of the rubble, “We have no chance against Sharpblade now.”

All I can do is lower my ring and hope that something happens to stop him. I didn't give my hopes up for no reason as a red forcefield surrounds the Caribou, only for the Caribou to break free…

And then the Caribou is held down by two glowing chains made from red and green links.

Author's Note

Together with our hellish hate!

You might be wondering what took me so long to get this out. That's because I'm currently having to fight off some things that relate to me being able to keep my current career, and I'm trying to make sure that I can. It's been stressful lately and very tiring. That's why this took so long. But I'm still working on it, it will take longer now.

Also, there's new coverart.