Hyrulequestria

Ch.104

Well, the walk here wasn’t boring. Elanor kept us on track even as Alberta and Coldra groped our ass and fingered our cunt. Elanor even returned the favor by tail-fucking them under their armored skirts, the groin armor apparently able to open up for convenience.

Distractions aside, mom managed to get us close enough that it was only a few hours walk to the edge of the battlefield. The corpses of caribou, ponies, griffins, dragons, and the lost gear of dispelled Dark World minions littered the ground. I saw a Gerudo and felt despair at seeing she was one of the ones on board the King of Red Lions and she was pierced by several spears, kneeling over a dead griffin tom who had to have been her mate.

“Fuck, I think I’m going to cum.” Alberta groaned. “Wish I had my cock on me right now so I could put pups in you.”

“Really?” Coldra groaned. “I don’t know about you, but carnage turns me off.” Coldra huffed as she stopped molesting us, and Elanor seemed to lose all humor, straightening up our leotard’s groin and dispassionately guiding us North through the carnage.

“You didn’t see the First Era of Fire, then.” Alberta shivered. “Nor fought gods. I just enjoy battle.”

“Shut up. I knew a lot of these people.” Gleaming hissed angrily, trying not to look too closely at the bodies. “No...that was Sudura back there...she was looking forward to raising a family…”

“Don’t look too closely.” Honed Lance insisted. “The path of the Hero is fraught with death and pain. All we can do is look at the butcher’s bill at the end of it all, mourn, and move on. It does them no good to be hindered by grief and pain when there is still work to do.”

“Sorry, our world is cruel, and we’re desensitized to death.” Coldra sighed. “The Curse of Undeath still plagues the world to this day, and with how quickly people are born and die, it becomes just another day when you see someone perish.”

“Or be unable to perish.” Honed Lance nodded in understanding. “That said, take care to remember that not all worlds are as cruel or as lewd as yours to the point of desensitization.”

“About time you came.” Came the wet rasp of a familiar voice, and Gleaming rushed towards it, tossing off a caribou soldier to reveal Daphnes with a knife in his left hip.

“Where is Hosofa?!” Gleaming demanded as she pulled a bottle from her cleavage, revealing one of my pink fairy healers, who emerged when the cork was popped, quickly getting to work on Daphnes.

“She is...still with the rest. I heard her roar in anguish when I fell, and I feared she would die. I didn’t see her, but she’s nowhere near here, and from what I saw earlier, a Gerudo would sooner die than leave her mate’s body.” Daphnes shuddered as my little nurse fairy yanked out the knife and continued to heal him. “I fear they’ve taken her like they’ve taken so many of our survivors. We were overwhelmed. When the Dark fell...they came like a tide. We were helpless.”

“We’ll get them back.” Gleaming declared before looking around more.

“Hold on, I have a better Miracle,” Alberta told us before speaking in a language we couldn’t understand, and a powerful one as Light ripped through the black sky and washed over the battlefield. Alberta looked to struggle as she kept talking and soldiers, near death, began getting up in bewilderment.

Then, the Gerudo, Sudura, gasped and convulsed, sitting up with the spears still in her as she looked around. Several other, clearly deceased people, began getting up as well. “Shit. Good job Alberta.” Coldra hissed as she nervously eyed the rising dead, who were curiously examining their mortal wounds in disbelief. “You just spread the Undead Curse by using a miracle of our dimension’s old gods.”

“I...live? Love?” Sudura asked as she looked at her dead mate, who didn’t rise. “No...no! Don’t leave me!” Sudura wailed, grasping her dead mate and weeping because now she could never join him.

“I can give it another go.” Alberta huffed, looking tired.

“Sudura, don’t despair. Souls are reborn in our realm. Someday, he’ll return. It may not be in the next generation, but he will return.” I kindly tried to tell the distraught Undead lioness, who wasn’t listening, still weeping into her dead mate’s chest.

“It’s better if we don’t risk that Alberta.” Coldra hissed, looking around as Undead helped the living and each other. Those not grieving lost loved ones and friends quickly kitting back up, ready to fight more. They pieced together armor from the fallen, grabbed whatever weapons they could scrounge up, and looked like a bunch of very angry Undead ready to mob something to death.

“Right, We’ll bring the wrath of the sun and the moon to the monsters that did this,” Alberta stated before pulling out a Scythe from her cleavage while lightning sparked across the armor of Coldra. “Okay, you determined soldiers! We’re going to go kill the fuckers that did this, and rescue the survivors! You ready?!”

The resounding cheers of the dozen or so Undead roared in the dark while the living tended to each other and consoled the hopeless Undead such as Sudura.

“GAH!” Gasped a cow that pulled herself out of a pile of undead that were still getting up. Wait, Carmine?! “Hey ladies, fellas. I get I’m hot to trot, but could you get off of me?” She wriggled out of the pile and stood tall, wearing the armor of Zelda’s reformed Hylian Legion, which was a mixture of the CFK’s more modern clothing uniform and plain steel plate armor. Which includes a full-face helmet meant for various species and had slots for a horn or antlers, being magical to fit various head adornments. Carmine lifted the visor and sheepishly smiled at us. “Sup babe.”

“WHY ARE YOU HERE?!” I roared, rushing over and looking her over. Aside from some dings and scratches, she seemed fine.

“Aw, worried about little old me?” The 10-foot tall amazon fluttered her eyes at me, but my draconic snarl, courtesy of blending traits with Ellie, made her flinch. “Sorry. Did everyone forget about poor old me again? I rejoined the military while you were recovering Cutie. I was worried I’d have been left at home on guard duty or something, but it seems nobody realized who I was, just that I was a veteran willing and able to fight.”

“WHAT?!” I wailed before smothering her inattention and kisses. “I just got you back! Don’t do stuff like this! You’re retiring!”

“B-but-!”

“No buts! You are going to come home with me after this is done, you are going to take a desk job so I don’t have to worry about you going off and dying! Then, at the end of the day, every day, I’ll fuck your brains out if you want!” I insisted to Carmine, who looked indignant.

“Not to interrupt this touching moment, but we do still have a war to fight. Oh, and she’s Undead, so she’s gotta get her Curse sealed against spreading before you get freaky.” Alberta informed us, causing me to stiffen and Carmine to blink in bemusement.

“WHY IS SHE UNDEAD?!” I roared in fear as I grabbed Carmine and shoved her armored snout into mine and Elanor’s leotard covered bosom.

“Uh, I hid under that pile of bodies there? A stray bullet took me in the gut, and I was hoping I could hide and heal myself later. But...I guess I passed out and died huh? Damn, now I have no hope of arguing to keep fighting.” Carmine rubbed the side of her lower torso armor plate, where a ragged hole in her uniform revealed where the fatal wound had been.

“I better be able to fuck you full of babies right after this! I’m making you a GIANT! I’m gonna fill you with so many fawns that by the end of it, you will be a towering goddess of a giant!” I roared, defying something in my head urging me not to do that. Fuck that! Carmine is going to be a giant! “Nothing will stop me from breeding you for days!”

“OH GAWD YIS!” Carmine tugged her helmet around her snout and kissed me passionately.

“Ladies! War! Eternal night!” After Gleaming’s complaint, we groaned and backed off, my hands groping Carmine’s ass hungrily without me being the one to do it.

“Hey, I’m her sister. Mind if I get in on any of this~?” Ellie huskily purred as she squeezed Carmine’s thicc yet muscular ass so much that it caused her uniform to bulge from my hands digging into her booty.

“Ladies! Down! Bad girls!” Gleaming flew up to us, booping our snoots.

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“So they’re inside the city huh?” Elanor huffed as we found ourselves at the sealed gates of the walled crystal city. Aside from random Dark World denizens who despite being anthro, were still savage and cruel monsters, we had little to no issue with eventually finding our way to the Crystal Empire.

“Yes. Last I remember before death was seeing enemy soldiers dragging Princess Celestia and Zelda kicking and screaming in this direction as the darkness began stealing all the light.” Reported one of the Undead soldiers, an Earth Pony stallion who in his piecemeal flak armor and wielding a broken caribou tank barrel as a club looked like a real brute.

“Yeah, I think I saw them abducting those who surrendered too before I crawled into cover,” Carmine said to reinforce her fellow Undead’s claim while examining the gates of the city.

“The Grendel?” Coldra asked Alberta as the wolf rummaged in her pack.

“It’s a good gate crasher,” Alberta said before pulling out a massive black great bow from her armor’s cleavage that hummed with power. “Want me to?”

“Who are they?” The Carmine asked curiously. “I’ve never seen magic like theirs.”

“They’re champions of the people who tried to help us,” I replied as Gleaming eyed the greatbow with something akin to envy. “Don’t be so envious Gleamy, you have Thumper and the Arbalest.”

“But it’s so huge, and the Arrows!” Gleaming whined, seemingly getting turned on as Elenor and I shivered, feeling ourselves getting wet below. At least some of Gleamy’s arousal still bleeds through.

Alberta pulled a spear from her cleavage and nocked it, pulling it back as magic surrounded the beach-umbrella-like projectile’s point. “Oh gosh-BEACH UMBRELLA LOADED!” The stallion Undead declared in amusement.

“What?” Asked one of the other Undead with us in bewilderment before Coldra snorted in amusement and Alberta spat to the side, trying not to falter on her hold, clearly they both understood the joke.

“You’ve never been around artillery before have you?” Asked another Undead, who was chuckling.

“Loosing,” Alberta yelled before releasing the string at the gate, producing what looked like a black hole of magic which started ripping into the Crystal.

“You will face the wrath of ZIM!” A tiny green Undead caribou warrior, not even 5 feet tall, kitted up in too-big armor and using dual Luger pistols yelled. The tiny cow leaped through the opening in the gate, too small for us at the moment, and the other side erupted in screams, gunfire, and her manic cackling. “You killed my robot child! Now you die!”

“Who was that?” Coldra chuckled as Alberta readied another spear to widen the hole, the chaos happening beyond the gate escalating further.

“The greatest combat engineer the caribou could have. Zimera.” Commented another of our Undead caribou companions, one more busty and average height, wearing heavy flak armor and a full helmet. “They ended up destroying her favorite toy, a metal golem she called Gir.”

“Gir was more of a child to Zimera, don’t kid yourself. We have a mother caribou on a rampage in there!” Carmine declared with a mixture of amusement and pity.

“You’re fucking shitting me.” Elanor huffed and put our shared hands on our hips. “Invader Zim references? This world sucks.”

“Hey! Invader Zim was a gem! Years ahead of its time!” I defended against my sister’s poor taste.

“Okay, this is taking too long!” Gleaming shouted, taking Koloktos off her breast and putting her on. Now in her place, stood a 15-foot tall brass colossus with six arms, the Hero’s Garb thankfully covering the living bear automaton so she didn’t feel compelled to cover her heaving bosom with two of those arms. She stormed up to the gate, and reached into the hole with all six hands, using it as leverage to begin forcing the massive gate open.

“Sorry. I can only fire one at a time.” Alberta huffed.

“I wonder where Alduin is. There’s no way she would’ve just surrendered.” Coldra considered in clear concern.

“If they took Princess Celestia and Zelda, likelihood is they’ve taken your leaders here as well.” Honed Lance informed the Undead champions. “It matters not how powerful they are, know that if they are not of the Golden Goddesses, then Evil can ignore the might and providence of other gods.”

“This realm is fucked up. If you don’t have the blessing of three specific goddesses, you’re defenseless against evil? That’s just wrong.” Alberta grimaced at the concept.

“It is our way. It has always been this way.” Honed Lance lamented as Gleaming and Koloktos forced open the gate, and we charged in.

We fought fiercely, Elanor was used to this size and she used it along with her strength to plow into enemies and rip them apart. She kept trying to use a breath weapon we didn’t have though, so had to resort to using only our body. It was too dark to see much, but Elanor had much better eyesight than me or the others. Likely something to do with her being a space dragon. I don’t get how I can’t see as well as her, or how form blending really works with my mom and sis. Also, Elenor was crazy fast, she was outpacing everyone as soon as she started using her wings.

“AHA! Smash Bros. was right that this was effective. I’m literally grinding them to dust!” Elanor cheered as she dispelled another Dark World monster, the darkness wafting off of us.

“Ellie, this is...really gruesome and kinda evil,” I commented before she bum-rushed a Hinox that wasn’t any more appealing with its anthro body being just as disgustingly fat as before. She knocked it over and gouged out its eyes, the overweight thug wordlessly howling before he dispelled.

“I think I’ve found Zimena’s path of death,” Carmine reported as we heard manic screams. “I haven’t seen her like this since the battle of Fort Mareda.”

“You mean our fort that had held out for six years till some crazy Caribou came in with nothing but pigs?” The buff stallion undead asked.

“Yeah! That one!” Carmine with wide grin. Then we heard porcine squealing, horrible, horrible squealing. “Guess she found the moblins.”

“SQUEAL LITTLE PIGGIES! SQUEAL FOR ME~!” Manically wailed Zimena through the dark. Her becoming Undead has likely unleashed a dangerous madness on this world. “I will send you back in time into pony’s heads!”

“Would you mind taking that one with you back to your world when we’re done here?” Honed Lance muttered to Coldra, who nodded in understanding of the situation.

“All of this doesn’t matter! Where is Zelda? Do you have Seeker Sight anymore Navi?” Gleaming asked as the entrance plaza to the pitch-dark crystal city was now fully devoid of enemy minions.

“I haven’t been able to communicate with Farore at all, but I’m the Guide, let me try.” I closed my eyes, calmed down, focused. I opened my eyes, and my Seeker Sight was faint. Almost unnoticeable. Against the darkness though, the faint green lights of my Seeker Sight were like bright beacons anyway. “This way. I sense that we need to head to-.”

“The Palace! I see something there!” Alberta said as she pointed to a faint light piercing the abyss of darkness on the top floor of the palace’s central tower. “It might be the Crystal Heart!”

“We should try and retrieve it. But need I remind you that Sombra dislocated the real one?” Coldra commented and she sighed. “Knowing him, he’s sure to have warded the tower against just flying up there too.”

“Right. But we should still check. We know of his tricks, even if he has an army with him. Wait why isn’t Cadence here? She would be a great help.” Alberta muttered. “This empire is run on Love.”

“Cadence rules the Changeling Hive to the south of Equestria in Abyssinia,” I informed the visiting champions. “She married Thorax and sparked the Neo-Changeling reform.”

“Hm, how do we make enough love to jump-start some of the true Crystal Empire? Would make things easier without Sombra’s minions in the way.” Alberta mused as she scratched at the chin of her helmet.

“That’s if any citizens even remain. There’s nothing but monsters here.” Coldra huffed in disgust.

“Um. would I count?” A skinny and sickly looking Moblin male whined from a nearby window. “I was changed within the Dark world years after the Empire was swapped there.” He mewled as we all pointed our weapons at him. “Please, spare me! I and most of the citizens were sealed in the Dark World so long ago! We’re peaceful, and considered the bottom-rung of the monsters that call Dark World home. Please, free us at last. Even if it would destroy us, I’m sure if we give our love and devotion to the Heart, it will save us.”

“Okay...great, will the Empire even respond to them now?” Coldra sighed before Alberta walked up to the Moblin male’s first-floor window.

“Hey, buddy want a kiss?” Alberta purred to him as she leaned on the windowsill.

“I-it doesn’t work like that miss! It works off of platonic Love!” Protested the skinny and short for a moblin male, who was still her height of 6 feet.

“I know. I’m not asking for a sexual kiss.” She chuckled as she kissed him on the cheek. “I’ve lived in the Empire for a while, and Coldra founded it.”

“It’s True.” Coldra sighed, rubbing the back of her head. “I helped make the Crystal Heart of our universe’s Crystal Empire. Hell, it’s part of our more devoted and religious sect’s security measures across the galaxy.”

“Oh! Well then, I welcome you as friends!” The moblin hugged Alberta and hefted her up in the hug, a beaming smile on his face.

Suddenly, the dim Heart at the top of the tower shimmered, and he shot up to 10 feet tall and bulked out, becoming a beefy muscular moblin which was rather shocking. Moblins may be strong and muscular, but they tend to have a layer of fat. “Whoa! It worked! Spread the word! Bring Hope and Love to our people, and we’ll aid you!” The buff boar-man huffed before he set Alberta down and reached behind him for a table leg and climbing out the window to join us.

“Right!” Barked Gleaming. “Any peaceful monsters are to befriended. Friendship Is the Magic that will save this Empire!” Suddenly, at her declaration, six bright lights in the color of the rainbow exploded in the plaza, and Tara, Rainbow, Pinkie, Rarity, Fluttershy and Applejack were standing among us, shining even brighter than Coldra and Alberta. “WHAT?!”

“W-what’s going-oh!” Tara was interrupted as her and the others all had their eyes become glowing white lights, and they levitated into the air together. “I...I understand. This is what we’ve been waiting for! Girls!”

“Tara!” The five others all called back, Determination filling them as their bodies began shining with iridescent rainbow magic. They then blasted a rainbow beam into the sky, and the Darkness popped like a bubble overhead. Some barely comprehensible shrieking echoed from the mountain to the north as Luna’s Moon brought Light to the city. But more than that, it brought Hope.

“Th-there! I, we...we need to rest. You don’t have long. We’ll hold the Dark at bay so that Hope can help you kindle the Love of Friendship!” Tara panted as she and her friends all leaned together, Tara rubbing Pinkie’s swollen pregnant belly worriedly. “Hurry. The sooner we can take Pinkie to safety the better.”

“Right,” Gleaming said as we started moving from house to house, clearing the enemies out and helping the changed citizens. Each was identifiable from the monsters as they were all sickly and small until showed Kindness and Generosity, then they became healthy and bulked up to a normal-for-that-monster size to join us in Loyalty to their home. They formed a parade, singing songs, playing instruments, rallying against Evil with Laughter and Honesty. It was so Magical.

Monsters were drawn to them, and it made the battle all the harder, but still, they didn’t falter. They formed a barrier around the Sages of Friendship, displaying the Elements of Harmony to the world with pride and bold determination as we defended them and swelled their numbers in the streets.

“Um, is that pillar of dark Crystal growing?” Questioned an Undead Mare as we spotted an albino caribou, about as tiny as Vaati had been before her pregnancy. She was fused to the crystal, her chest and head all that hung out, her arms pinned into it behind her as she slumped over.

“Is she an enemy or victim?” Alberta asked curiously as the crystal blocked the road towards the palace, where the parade was heading towards.

“I’d say she’s a victim.” Coldra hissed, remembering the magic of the monster that had attacked the Empire she founded.

“Zoey!” Carmine wailed in horror. “My baby! My daughter! What are they doing to her?!”

“That’s you’re daughter?!” I yelped in surprise and concern.

“M-mom? He-help me.” The caribou begged weakly as we noticed a black mass where her womb was and something was pumping into her. She screamed in agony as her womb swelled rapidly, and it burst, revealing a malformed crystal pony/caribou hybrid monster about 8 feet tall that roared at us. The cow was given no respite, her womb rapidly reforming and swelling again.

“What the fuck have they done to my daughter~?!” Carmine shrieked in fury as she saw the caribou and the monster she was forced to birth.

“We either kill her or save her. But we have to do it before she births more!” Yelled Alberta as she readied her darkness-stained scythe and attacked the monstrous hybrid.

“We should save her!” Coldra argued while many others sided with killing her, out of mercy if anything. I was all for saving Carmine’s daughter as Elenor helped fight the monstrosity.

“AUGH~!” She wailed as her womb burst again, another abomination joining the battle. Thankfully, a blast of magic from the center of the parade struck her, and the crystal trapping her and forcing her to birth monsters for us to fight practically disintegrated, dropping her to the road.

“I’m coming baby!” Carmine shouted, dodging around the second beast to reach her daughter.

But that still left the two monsters she’d been forced to produce.