Hunter was sitting behind his desk in his office while listening to one of the new records he'd gotten his hooves on earlier that day. Leaning back in his chair, Hunter groaned in annoyance as he was looking back to what had happened not too long ago. The Elements of Harmony had entered Hunter's home and started questioning him about what he is and how he'd survived stab wounds no one would survive. Could this day get any worse? With his luck, the day would only get worse. Just as Hunter was about to doze off for a nap his door suddenly burst open causing Hunter to fall out of his chair.

"Oh come on!" Hunter practically yelled at his ceiling. "Just give me one fucking day to relax!"

Muttering swears under his breath, Hunter got up onto his hooves and saw a small orange pegasus filly with a frizzled purple mane and tail laying on his floor dazed and groaning, probably because she was the one to burst through Hunter's doors.

"Scootaloo!"

Hunter heard someone call out from his front door and looked to see two fillies, standing in his doorway looking worried at the pegasus in his house. One of them was yellow earth pony filly, with a red mane and tail who donned a pink bow in her mane. The other was a white unicorn filly with a grayish mulberry and light grayish curly mane and tail to match. Hunter had heard of these three fillies, they were known as the 'Cutie Mark Crusaders' and as cute as they were they got into a lot of dangerous situations or trouble. The entrance though reminded him of that time when a blonde human girl broke down the doors to his father's shop. Shaking his head out of the memory, Hunter quickly got over to the filly on the floor and checked her for damages.

"Hey kid, you alright?" Hunter asked the orange filly.

"W-why's everything spinning?" She asked.

Not really getting a straight answer wasn't a bad thing per se, at least it told Hunter that the filly was awake though she was bleeding a bit and the bruise she had on the right front leg looked very nasty. Picking the filly up, Hunter put her down carefully in one of the couches he had in his office and gestured for the two fillies, who had worry all over their faces, to come over.

"M-Mister? I-Is Scootaloo alright?" Asked the white unicorn after she saw the bruise on Scootaloo.

"She'll be fine, she's not in danger of any kind," Hunter replied to ease the nerves of the two fillies. "Will one of you be so kind as to go and get the medkit I have in one of the drawers in my desk?"

Looking over behind Hunter's desk, the yellow filly quickly went over to the desk and grabbed the medkit from one of the drawers and brought it back to Hunter. Putting the medkit on the coffee table, Hunter grabbed a small spray bottle and took hold of the injured filly's bruised leg and then proceeded to spray her bruise with disinfecting liquid. Yelping in pain from the disinfection, Scootaloo snapped out of her little daze and tried to escape the pain before it got worse. Muttering words like, 'I'm sorry' under his breath, Hunter finished disinfecting the bruise and grabbed some bandages from the medkit and started wrapping some around her leg to cover the bruise.

"There, that should keep your bruise clean and not have it get infected," Hunter said and packed the medical supplies away.

After the cleaning of her bruise, Scootaloo looked after her bandaged leg and groaned a bit thinking about what to tell her family once she comes home with another bruise. Scootaloo looked around to see her friends next to the couch she was laying on, happy that she wasn't in a bad condition.

"You alright kid?" Hunter asked as he joined the three fillies, on the couch across from Scootaloo.

"Y-Yeah, it stings a bit but I've had worse," Scootaloo replied. "Who are you?"

Chuckling a bit Hunter smiled.

"I'm Hunter, and you three must be the fillies trying to do everything to get their cutie marks. Who are your two friends?" Hunter asked turning his attention to the unicorn and earth pony in the room.

"I'm Sweetie Belle!" The white unicorn answered with glee.

"An' Ah'm Applebloom," the earth pony answered.

"Pleasure. So what were you girls doing that caused one of you to fly into my office through the front doors?" Hunter asked.

Looking nervously at each other the fillies then smiled sheepishly at Hunter.

"Well, we had planned on meeting in town square today and-" Scootaloo replied.

"Sctooaloo was riding her scooter a little faster than usual," Sweetie Belle cut off.

"An' one of her wheels suddenly snapped off as she was riding!" Applebloom finished.

"Reminds me of dad and I were speeding down Temen-ni-gru only for it to abruptly end as the Leviathan gobbled us up..." Hunter muttered to himself.

"Sorry, what was that mister?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"Huh? Oh, nothing you need to worry your head about," Hunter quickly said putting it aside. "Though I have a question, where is your scooter Scootaloo?"

Blinking at the sudden question, Scootaloo looked towards the door and quickly ran for the outside to check on her Scooter, grunting from the stinging sensation from her leg as she did. Hunter got up from the couch and decided to follow her as well to see the damage done outside of his office. It couldn't have been that bad, but just in case.

Coming outside, Hunter noticed a few ponies had gathered outside of Hunter's office and were looking confused and worried at Scootaloo who was too busy looking at her scooter, as if to figure out why one wheel suddenly snapped off. Deciding to walk over to Scootaloo, Hunter almost tripped when he stepped on the missing wheel which seemed to be almost new. Picking up the wheel Hunter called out to Scootaloo.

"Hey Scootaloo, I found the wheel if you're looking for it,"

Turning around, Scootaloo barely caught the wheel that Hunter had thrown to her.

"So how's the scooter looking?" Hunter asked.

"Well, only the wheel snapped off," Scootaloo said as she turned to look at her scooter again. "Aw man, I really loved that scooter,"

Seeing Applebloom and Sweetie Belle run over to Scootaloo, Hunter looked at the ground in front of his office and couldn't see a single thing that would have caused the wheel to snap. Not a single hole, crack, or something of the like that would snap an almost new wheel off.

"Excuse me, mister hunter?" A voice called out snapping Hunter out of his thoughts.

Shaking his head a bit, Hunter looked down to see Sweetie Belle looking up at him.

"Thank you for helping Scootaloo, even if she wouldn't thank you outright."

"I heard that!" Scootaloo called back which earned a giggle from Applebloom.

"No problem, just don't go making a habit out of flying into ponies houses you three," Hunter replied with a bit of a chuckle.

"We won't!" The fillies all said in unison.

Chuckling Hunter returned back into his office and closed the doors behind him.

Now that Hunter was alone again, he walked over to his desk and looked up at Rudra and Agni, who ere hanging on the wall behind his desk.

"You two felt something didn't you?" Hunter asked the twin blades.

"Yes master, we felt the presence of a powerful demon nearby," Rudra answered.

"We don't know what it was doing, nor could we identify it like we usually were able to," Agni continued.

"It may very well be a new type of demon you've never encountered before, like that bear yesterday," both of them said.

Sighing a little bit Hunter kicked his office chair up again and sat down talking out loud.

"If it wants a fight it should just come and bring a fight!"

"Before that master, doesn't it strike you odd that those three fillies didn't ask about your dirty and armed office?"

"Meh," Hunter said as he shrugged. "I wouldn't be surprised if they've seen their fair share of things."

In a secluded location, a hooded pony was looking into a cauldron projecting a picture of an office in Ponyville.

"Careful with what you say, Hunter, you just might get it, but then again that's how you grew up to be isn't it? Growing up in that world of humans with Dante teaching you all there is to know about killing demons. Stabbing, slicing, shooting projectiles, getting all of those powers of yours? If you just think that will help you then I'm afraid you're out of luck. I have some big plans for you colt and there's nothing you can do to stop the demons rising. Isn't that right deary?" the pony asked the creature standing behind them.

"Wouldn't it be easier to just get some of his blood if not outright end him to get what you need?" the creature asked.

"It would be easier, yes, though we'd have to adapt since we wouldn't have him right here to start the transfusion and that would mean you wouldn't get the power you want," the pony replied back. "And I don't think I need to remind you of the loses you acquired even though you had the upper hoof do I?"

"Hmph, I only lost cause I didn't have my full potential and because of him. This time, it will be different."

"Good deary, and remember I always keep my promises, you will get what you deserve. After all, you are the strong one of the litter. These ponies won't know what hit them before it's too late. They'll try and call Hunter for help, but he will be in our clutches before they can even consider asking him for help," the hooded pony chuckled. "Come, we have preparations to make and creatures to befriend."

Hunter wiped the sweat off of his brow, after having taken a few hours to clean his office. It wasn't sparkly clean but it was welcoming. Being proud of his work, Hunter looked over his devil arms he had acquired so far. As he glanced over Lucifer and the twin blades, Hunter remembered an ability his father used to keep weapons on his person, without having to carry it physically all at once but never decided to learn it, much to his dismay. Looking over on his desk, Hunter saw the book, 'The Great Demon War' and decided to give it a look in case there would be anything written about this ability. Hunter opened it and skimmed through the book, looking for words about the abilities used by the 'hero in red'. Grumbling as he kept on skimming, Hunter thought it would take him ages to skim through the book to even get a glance at these abilities.

"There's gotta be something in here to tell me about how he did it," Hunter said out loud. "And I told him I'd learn it but kept on pushing it aside."

Taking a deep breath, Hunter imagined his father's weaponry on his back that would change into another weapon in the blink of an eye. Could it have been some sort of stasis the weapons were in? Some sort of demonic power that kept his weapons hidden, until someone defeated him? Maybe it worked like how the demons did when they were defeated and left themselves as a devil arm. Hunter gave a quick glance at his devil arms, then closed his eyes and began to concentrate. Like his father, Hunter would rather learn by doing than by reading about it. Feeling his devil arms' powers, Hunter embraced them and started imagining them being a part of him, like a small white orb he'd absorb and use for his own good, but could easily be taken from him should he die. Feeling some weight slightly change on his back, Hunter opened his eyes and turned his head to see that Lucifer was now on his back while Rudra and Agni, as well as Sparda, was nowhere to be seen. Closing his eyes and imagining Rudra and Agni on his back instead of Lucifer, Hunter felt a slight change of weight on his back again and noticed that Rudra and Agni were on his back again.

"Huh, guess I didn't need your practices for this trick dad," Hunter said confidentially.

"Learning another trick are we Hunter?" A voice called out.

Looking over to his couches, Hunter saw Sapphire, sitting in one of them, sipping from a plastic bottle.

"You know, I'm getting kinda annoyed by the ways you suddenly just drop by Sapphire," Hunter said and joined Sapphire on the couch opposite of her.

"Aww, you wound me, Hunter. I just thought I'd drop by to hear what the commotion, I heard today was about," Sapphire said and gave a fake gasp. "Did a mare go crazy and clean your office?"

"No Sapphire, there wasn't a mare or another stallion here but me," Hunter said. "Thanks for the vote of confidence in thinking I can't clean my own office!"

"No problem Hunter~"

Groaning, Hunter facehoofed and laid down with front legs behind his head as he got comfortable even though Rudra and Agni were on his back. This was something Hunter had gotten used to as well as the blades.

"No, the commotion you heard? I think someone wants me to notice them," Hunter said.

"Any idea who?" Sapphire said getting a little more serious.

"No idea. All I can tell you is what makes me suspicious about it."

"I'm listening."

Hunter told Sapphire about how the morning went with the CMC accidentally crashed into his house and had Hunter make sure Scootaloo's nasty bruise wouldn't get infected. Afterward, they had a small talk -without the girls really noticing or asking Hunter about the weapons on display- as to why it happened, before Scootaloo realized her scooter was outside and made a mad dash to see the damages.

"So..." Sapphire began. "You're telling me, that when you looked at the wheel from the scooter, it looked like it was almost brand new?"

"Yup, couldn't have been more than a week ago that wheel was fitted on most likely," Hunter replied. "Yet there it was, completely cut off from where it belonged as if it had been cut off just like that."

"And who would be able to do that without anypony noticing?" Sapphire asked.

"Honestly? I know one guy but he can't be here. Not in Equestria," Hunter said and stretched. "So you planning on staying the night? It is getting rather late."

"If you wouldn't mind, I'd like to cuddle extra close to the stallion who owns this place~" Sapphire purred and fluttered her eyelids at Hunter.

"Sapphire, the only way you'd get me to sleep with you at the current moment of our lives is if you got me drunk and managed to get me horny at the same time, which wouldn't help as the booze would contradict my arousal," Hunter replied as he closed his eyes.

Feeling a shift of weight on his body, Hunter opened his eyes and saw Sapphire laying on him, her head next to his and gently breathed into his cheek.

"Sapphire? This isn't-" Hunter said but was silenced when Sapphire spoke.

"I get terrified when I have to sleep alone away from home," Sapphire said in a hushed and nervous tone. "It's something bad happened when I was young, Hunter. Please let me sleep with you I won't make any advances or anything to you during the night, just please let me sleep with you."

Taken back from what Sapphire said, Hunter tried to say something but couldn't find the words, he could only just lay there listening to the sound of them both breathing. What could he say? That, 'There are no monsters and everything's gonna be alright'? Hunter could feel the mare in question shaking a bit but just laid still on him otherwise. It reminded him of himself when he was a colt. Taking a front leg, Hunter wrapped it around Sapphire, who gave off a little 'eep' in surprise but made no move to remove it.

"Alright, you got yourself a deal Sapphire," Hunter said and closed his eyes. "But do me a favor and don't have a wet dream if you're gonna lay on top of me."

Giggling a small bit Sapphire got a little bit more relaxed and closed her eyes as well.

"Doesn't mean I won't try and make it up to you for this," Sapphire said.

Hunter was confused when he found himself floating around in a white void. Looking around everything was white, no ground, no sky just plain white.

"Huh, this is new. Last thing I remember is the office and falling asleep with Sapphire on top of me." Realizing what Hunter just said he facehoofed. "Because that's normal, without going at it like rabbits in heat."

Suddenly in front of Hunter, an image of sorts popped up and all he saw was the backside of Sapphire bouncing up and down on a stallion with a red trenchcoat. It didn't take a genius to figure out what that was. It was Sapphire playing 'Hide the Pickle' with Hunter. Growing flustered, Hunter looked away and gave a loud annoyed groan.

"I didn't need an imaginary presentation of what sex between me and Sapphire could look like!" Hunter exclaimed. "I don't have time to indulge in those activities!"

"Oh Hunter, you naughty, naughty colt~," the projected Sapphire said, much to Hunter's frustrations and his rising arousal.

Covering himself up out of instinct with the help of his trenchcoat, Hunter closed his eyes and tried to think of anything else.

"Alright, unsexy things, unsexy things..." Hunter told himself. "Demons, blood, gore, visceral, Nevan- gah! I said unsexy things brain!"

After trying to calm down for a while, Hunter heard everything go silent and felt some sort of warmth embrace him, a warmth he hadn't felt in years.

"So thou do need rest after all," a voice echoed.

"Great, now I'm starting to hear Luna's voice. I'm not a senile old fart yet!" Hunter yelled out.

"Nay, thou are not."

Opening his eyes, Hunter saw the void around him taking shape. A grassy field with flowers of various colors sprouted and went on for what looked like forever. It was like taken out of a fairytale but so was Equestria. Feeling a glare coming from behind him, Hunter put the events of what had just happened together and knew what was going on. He was in a dream and Luna was here and she was standing behind him.

"Where's dad's special knockout drink when I need it?" Hunter thought to himself, as a glass bottle appear and float in front of him. " Ah, there it is. Wait, can I even knock myself out in a dream?"

"Demon, we wish to speak with thee, so if you'd please, turn around and face us and stop hiding in thine clothing," Luna said.

"Sure... yeah... talk then, 'cause I am fine right here," Hunter replied not turning.

"Demon, we won't ask again, turn around or we'll turn you around for you."

"Just talk, I'm listening, and my name is Hunter!"

"Why must thou be so childish?"

Walking over to Hunter, Luna got in front of the stallion hiding his body in his trenchcoat, only to have him turn in the opposite direction. Rolling her eyes Luna walked in front of him again which granted the same result.

"Will thou just face me so we can talk?!" Luna asked in annoyance.

"Trust me, it's better this way princess," Hunter replied.

Giving another attempt, Luna walked in front of Hunter and he responded with turning around again.

"ENOUGH!" Luna yelled using her royal Canterlot voice. "Thou have forced our hoof!"

Using her magic Luna grabbed Hunter by the torso and turned him around to face her and opened his trenchcoat and regretted it instantly. Hunter was standing at full attention and had used his trenchcoat to hide the fact from Luna. Turning her head to the side, Luna had a massive blush on her cheeks and let Hunter go of her magic.

"Thou could have warned us, demon," Luna said, trying to fight off the embarrassed blush.

"Yet you kept trying to see what was underneath my jacket!" Hunter said defensively and hid in his trenchcoat again. "Wanted me to just say, 'I have a hard-on, don't take a peek underneath'?"

"N-no! Just... we wish to talk demon."

"What do you want to talk about? You claim that I am a demon Luna, yet you have no proof." Hunter objected

"We want to know what thou were doing, fighting that Ursa Minor affected by demonic power and why thou had brought lady Twilight and lady Rainbow Dash there as well!" Luna demanded.

"I didn't bring them there myself and the reason I fought Smokey back there? I accepted a deal with a commander Iron Heart. Maybe... IT'S BECAUSE I HAVE A LOT OF PENT UP FRUSTRATIONS THAT I WILL TAKE OUT ON ANY FUCKING DEMON THAT THREATENS TO HURT THE INNOCENT!" Hunter yelled at the demanding alicorn.

"The way thou handled thyself prove little to help thy point. The speed thou had when thou destroyed the artifact, the strength thou used to pierce thy blade through the Ursa's skull. No normal pony would be able to do such feats so effortlessly," Lund pointed out. "Yet, thou were able to do such feats and still be in one piece. What art thou?"

Looking at Hunter, Luna could see the tears being fought back and feel the anger coming from within, but there was something more she couldn't quite put her hoof on. But what caught her attention was a silver amulet and blank paper. The amulet was familiar to the point where Luna levitated both paper and amulet over to her and to inspect the items.

"Hey! Leave my stuff alone!" Hunter demanded from Luna as she flipped the paper and gave a gasp.

There Hunter was, in a picture with two ape-like creatures. Standing there looking at the picture for a minute or two, Luna shook her head and glanced back to Hunter.

"Thou knew Dante? 'The Hero in Red'?" Luna asked.

"What is it to you? Not like you'll leave it alone anyway," Hunter said and snorted in annoyance.

Levitating the picture and amulet back to Hunter who snatched them and put them in his pocket. Luna became more mellow and sat down in front of Hunter.

"He saved our world a long time ago, yet we've never been able to repay such a debt," Luna said.

"I know that story, Kagloth right?" Hunter asked, to which Luna nodded.

"Yes if it wasn't for Dante, we'd all but perished back then," Luna said and started channeling mild magic through her horn. "Tell us, young Hunter, how did thou get to know Dante?

"Met him outside of Equestria about... 15 years ago, when I was four," Hunter said.

Using her magic Luna brought forth a square-like picture, though it suddenly started moving and showed Hunter and Princess Luna how he had met Dante.

Working in a small office, Nell Goldstein, a gunsmith known as the, '.45 Calibur Virtuoso', was sorting through weapon parts so she could work without having to spend time looking for a part that could be right in front of her. Though she's been known as a legend for crafting custom weaponry, she had gotten older since then and now just preferred upgrading weapons others had made.

"Hey, old lady you here?" A voice called as her office door opened and revealed a man donning a red trenchcoat and white hair. "Haven't kicked the bucket yet, have you?"

"You annoying little brat Tony, how many times how I told you to knock before you enter?" Goldstein asked back as she came into view, holding a gun frame. "And just when I thought I had a day to myself."

"Well, aren't we a little self-centered today? By the way, when are you going to fix the plate?" Tony asked as he pointed at the gold plate that read, '.45 Calibar Warks'. "Even a kid wouldn't make that spelling mistake like that."

"Tsk, It's always been like that and I don't mind it."

"You don't mind, 'cause you can't read properly because of your age," Tony teased.

"Why don't you tell me why you're here before I make sure you'll be eating soap for that foul mouth of yours?" Goldstein threatened.

"Buzzkill. Well, I got another gun you could take a look at for me."

"Again? How many guns is it this month?" Goldstein asked bewilderedly

"I dunno, I don't really keep count."

"I'm not your personal gunsmith!" Goldstein objected. "Just give me the damn gun, if it'll keep you quiet,"

"Fair enough,"

Despite her objection, Goldstein took the gun Tony handed her and began examining it. From the looks of things, it was still usable but needed a thorough cleaning and a few parts could probably do with a changing.

"So, is it usable?" Tony asked.

"Yes, but by whom? This thing wouldn't suit you. This HSC Mauser isn't something you shoot wildly with. It would most likely jam if not outright break." Goldstein replied.

"Well, you see about that..." Tony started and rubbed the back of his neck. "The P08 you gave me? It kinda... well, let's just say it's seen better days,"

"You broke the Luger? Oh, give me a damn break!" Goldstein groaned. "I spent so much energy on that pistol!"

This was a normal conversation between the two since Tony, always broke the guns he got by trying to fire them as fast as a machine gun and then he had to come to Goldstein and ask for a replacement. Always improving guns for Tony until he would inevitably wear them out and Goldstein would always have trouble, finding parts that would be able to handle the stress and so far that goal hadn't been reached yet.

"You know, normal people wouldn't be able to pull the trigger as fast as you can Tony. I've had to rebuild weapons from scratch to even make them somewhat reliable to you."

"And that's why I only come to you."

"Flattery isn't your strong suit Tony, I'm just letting you know how much of a pain in the ass you are."

Taking another look at the gun Tony had handed her, Goldstein tried to examine what parts would be required and where the upgrades could fit, Goldstein muttered to herself.

"Have the strip the entire frame down and the costs for the parts alone wouldn't even be worth it. Just forget it."

"Oh, come on old lady, don't say that! A merc without his gun wouldn't look right at all."

"Since when did anyone care about how a mercenary looked?" Goldstein asked in annoyance and put the Mauser in the desk drawer. "It'll take time and I want half the price upfront or no deal got it?"

"Sure no complaints here!" Tony beamed and then chuckled.

"What's so funny?"

A small 'thud' came from behind Goldstein and turned towards to source of the sound. A small pony was eyeing a weapon that had just fallen onto the floor. Looking over, Tony saw the little yellow furred pony with a brown mane and tail, pick up the gun and walk over to Goldstein with it. Giving a low chuckle, Goldstein took the gun and earned a cooing sound from the little pony, as she scratched it behind one of its ears.

"Well would you look at that, someone's not as cold as she seems," Tony interjected the moment in front of him. "Who's the little guy?"

"Some things are best left unknown 'til you can't hide it no more Tony," Goldstein said and picked the pony up and put it in her lap. "Hunter's lucky, I was getting some fresh air about a month or two ago when I heard this whimpering nearby. I followed the whimpering and found him in a cardboard box shivering. I was conflicted with taking him in or not, but this was the best decision back then. He's a real sweetheart and also a good helping hand."

"I'd say he's rather a good helping 'hoof' old lady," Tony joked.

Looking at Tony, the pony -Hunter- grabbed a bullet casing from the table and threw it at Tony and blew him a raspberry.

"Seems like I'm not the only one who's not a fan of your jokes Tony," Goldstein laughed "Now get going I have some things to do, and guns to fix."

Shaking his head with a stupid smirk, Tony headed for the door and exited the building.

"You threw an empty metal canister at him?" Luna asked in confusion.

"Not the question I was expecting you to ask princess," Hunter said. "I thought you'd ask something along the lines of, 'How did you get in that world? What was the world like? are humans the only sapient creature of said world?' That kind of thing"

"As much as we'd like to, that is more of lady Twilight's tendency. It is also time to wake up Hunter hence why we have no questions like that," Luna said as she slowly started to fade away. "Come to the castle whenever able to, we have something important to tell you."

Once Luna was gone, Hunter blinked in confusion as to what happened. Luna had changed her view of Hunter as a 'demon' and now as someone, she could trust, she even wanted him at the castle whenever able. Why? Are ponies really more trustworthy than humans? Did something happen to make them like this? All these questions that were starting to come up, but there was a more important question was present Hunter didn't know the answer to.

"Don't tell me, I'll have morning wood when I wake up, right?"

Author's Note

Have another chapter, this time delving into some of Hunter's past.

Hope you enjoyed and have a good time.

Message me about grammar issues and such, as my native language isn't English.

Edit: Song link was broken, should be fixed now.