Don't Just Kill.... Make it Overkill

by dbanksischillin

Rating: mature
Tags: Adventure, Derpy Hooves, Violence, Princess Celestia, Death, Human, Anthro, Main 6, Devil May Cry, Princess Luna, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Sex
Length: 5231

What happens when someone with intelligence and money to back it encounters the Merchant at a Con? Alot of shenanigans and even more when he arrives.

Harley Kerlain was a student living his life to the fullest, having a good job with excellent pay and benefits, studying and learning everything he could get his hands on and in general understanding it all. However living that way left him fairly devoid of friends and so he saved up quite a bit of money, going to a comic con in town and wanted to share his interests with others. But there he meets The Merchant and.... well shenanigans happens

Published 2020-01-25 04:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2020-08-30 01:32:58 UTC

Change in Dynamics

A Change in Dynamics

Harley stepped out of his friends 1998 ford truck and smiled as he thought of everything he had on him. He had his phone with his textbooks saved onto it, ranging from electric circuitry to engineering and architecture books as he wanted to be a contractor and perhaps even make his own equipment. He pulled on the long red overcoat and smiled as he had even dyed his hair white to make the look even better. On his back in holsters that had been ordered online was the pistols known as Ebony and Ivory. At least they were good recreations of the weapons but still wouldn’t fire at anyone as they were simply made out of wood. The perfect Amulet hung around his neck while he inspected himself and still was cursing about the lack of next day shipping for the recreation of the sword Rebellion. As it was though he was only a few inches off and a little less muscular than the original Demon hunter from Devil May Cry, Dante. He looked to his friend Shawn as he hopped out, dressed as the antithesis to his own cosplay, Vergil, the brother of his character and smirked as he had ingrained the hair smoothing habit enough into his life that it seemed real.

The two men walked from the parking spot to the entrance of the Convention and smirked as the door opened for them, the sounds of games being played, people arguing, and others shouting in excitement flooding over them like a wave. They stepped in time with each other, making it seem almost like the brothers had truly come to the place before Harley slipped on some soda he didn’t realize was on the floor. He fell forward, his face becoming intimately acquainted with the ground as a low groan could be heard coming from him.

His friend Shawn meanwhile was smiling, running his right hand over his hair and saying with his best impression of Vergil “And here I thought you could only be a clutz when it came to women Brother.”

A few people having seen the fall chuckled and snickered from hearing that before Harley picked himself up off the ground. He turned and had a small smirk on his lips before retorting back “Hey its not my fault women just love to try and make holes in me while I am trying to get into theirs.” His right hand meanwhile had swept across the back of his coat, making it sway out behind him as if it was caught in a sudden breeze. The crowd actually let out some loud laughs at hearing that and then went over to the two men, wanting to get pictures taken with both of them. They both took the attention in stride, simply enjoying their time as it had been almost two months since they were both free enough to hang out. Once they had sated the crowd with the pictures they had wanted they moved together again, this time simply wandering around and just enjoying the convention they had arrived at.

But there was something that caught both men’s eye and it was a purple booth, standing off in the corner. It had a small wall set up behind it but what was most interesting however was that the seller behind the counter seemed to be either a character that shouldn’t be or was someone going severely overboard with a cosplay. He had a dark black cloak covering his body and a shawl made of the night itself with the color wrapped around his mouth. His red eyes seemed to be piercing out from under his hood and his long dextrous and bleach fingers ran over the counter of his stall and with that both Shawn and Harley walked over to the counter. There, many items were out being sold but right away there were two that caught Harley’s eye. The first being Rebellion, seemingly glowing as if a ray of light was cast directly on it while no such thing was going on. The second was the Yamato with its sheath as well merely two feet away and seemingly emitting an unearthly blue glow along its sheath.

The man spoke up with a gritty voice and unplaceable accent as he said “Ah I see…. You have yur eyes on the blades of Sparda…. Well since you have a pretty nice costume I suppose I could let them go for.. $120 dollars.”

Harley looked at the man in shock before he quickly reached for his wallet, grabbing the money and saying in a calm tone as he held the bundle of bills out in front of him “Shut up and take my money.” The Merchant smirks and Shawn looks at his friend with a bit of worry from Harley dropping the cash for it even with the guy looking sketchy as all hell. Thin white bony fingers grab the money and then hand the two weapons to the man, smiling innocently while Harley smiles genuinely. He then takes the weapons and turns around walking away with his friend Shawn quickly following behind as Harley said “Dude I can’t believe I just got these things for such a steal.

Shawn however was worried and said “Shouldn’t you be more careful with handling those? I mean Rebellion looks likes its actually sharp.”

Harley being a bit more daring as he finally has his costume finished stated “Aw come on man…. Whats the worst that could happen?” It was at this point in a small corner of the void, a being with a sergeant cap from the military and sitting in front of a computer grinned and simply pressed a button, cursing the young man.

As the young men walked away Harley smiled wide, admiring the swords and sadly didn’t see the soda still left on the floor. He slipped as his right foot came down and in his surprise the swords were tossed into the air, Yamato still being in the sheath but Rebellion flipping twice before the blade came down into his chest piercing his heart.Harley felt the pain of the blade for a few moments before slowly becoming colder and sighed softly for his final breath as blood trickled out of his mouth.

A few moments later Harley was sitting in a leather chair, with a small coffee table in front of him and another chair across from him. He looked around but the surroundings were nothing but an endless void and then as if by magic a person was in the chair across. He tilted his head in confusion and wondered why he wasn’t freaking out but at this point he was just glad to be thinking as the last moment that came to mind was dying by a sword.

“So… You dun fucked up kid… I don’t know what you did but you somehow got Murphy to curse you so hard not even I can really fix it…” Thebeing was merely four feet tall and some change, with pale blonde hair and a mocha color for its skin tone. The strangest part however was their eyes, they were black holes with what seemed to be stars hanging in them and they never blinked, somewhat unnerving Harley.

Harley then coughed before saying “Um… I,. May have said something about what could happen… While carrying two sharp swords… In my arms instead of at my sides.”

The being groaned before slapping its palm against its face but the force seemed to shake the very place the two were sitting in. After a few moments the being moved its hand away and then said while breathing in and out slowly “Alright…. Well with what was going to happen you would of been fine. But now you need something extra… So you get three wishes, just know you are going to a “New World” and need to be able to fight.”The being had used air quotations when it spoke about a new world and so Harley blanched a bit before shaking his head. He then began to ponder about what he could use and thought back to his friend mentioning a manhwa that the character could grow truly strong in a short time.

Harley shrugged and thought that it would probably be for the best and looked at the being saying simply “Can I have the powers of the Gamer?”

The being was a bit shocked at hearing this but after a few moments the being nodded and said in jovial tone “Alright I suppose…. But that power you are going to get will pretty much take out the three wishes… I could however give you a small favor if you do something for me as well.”

Harley was a bit surprised hearing that but shrugged it off before saying “Alright then…. Could I have my phone never die and always connected to the internet?”

The being froze, quite literally icing over before breaking out of it and letting out a laugh that seemed to echo off of nothing. It continued for a few minutes before finally stopping as they looked at Harley and sighed with a smile saying “Kid you have to be one of the most interesting people I have ever met. Alright I can do that and as for the favor you will find out later on. Now good luck and have fun.”

Harley held a wide grin on his face and nodded before a bright flash consumed him and the room, leaving him feeling as if he was falling.

Feels Like I’m Falling for the First Time

I don't own MLP nor DMC... but if I did man would I have a lot more pizza on the regular.

Feels Like I’m Falling for the First Time

1st person PoV

I smiled as the feeling of falling was quite relaxing, just weightlessness and the thoughts of my… why does it sound like the air is whistling around me. I opened my eyes and saw the night sky above me and the wind seemed to be getting even louder but for some reason as the panic from the situation rose up it was brought back down without issue. I could calmly think and began to notice that my body had changed its shape as well. I had grown a few inches and even had more muscle on me than before but that still did nothing as the ground was racing to meet me.

I began to look around seeing the ground getting closer and closer with every passing second but I was looking myself over and feeling that there had been quite a few changes. Seemingly I actually had the body of Dante and if that was the case then I might make it out of this alive. He was a demon and tanked things that could kill normal people without a problem and with a fall from this height I should only make a big impact on the gr-.... Is that a fucking Castle? That was his thought process before slamming into said building at a ruined top, slamming through three floors before stopping close to the ground and hearing a scream of surprise from someone and then a scream of pain. I groaned myself within the pile of rubble and while I felt like I was being weighed down I wasn’t in pain which I was glad about.

I shifted and felt that the rubble would move but it would be a bit difficult until I remembered that I was thinking with normal standards and not with the body of Dante. I grunted and lifted my arms, pushing the rubble off of myself and then slowly getting out of it before smiling. I then looked myself over and saw no damage and began brushing off the dust that laid around me.

As I turned I got a good look at what seemed to be some mutated people but then again hell they may be the norm and I am the weird one here. I noted that I honestly should really be freaking out but every time the panic welled up its quickly quashed back down and a wave of serenity washed over me. I wasn't sure if this was due to having Dante's body or if it was part of The Gamers powers I had asked for.

Once I pulled myself out of my thoughts I began to take notice of the figures and saw they were just as shocked as I was if not more so. However taking a look I saw names and levels above their head which made things a little less awkward to me unlike how they appeared. They were female as all but one of them had a decent set of chesticles and seemed to have nice faces. Past that the similarities fell away as they each had fur that was fairly short but covered every bit of them. They stood upright and had hands but the fingers seemed a bit thicker than a human's and at…. Where the hell are their feet? That question shot through my mind like a rocket before I groaned in irritation and stopped looking at them all together.

Thankfully the perfect excuse came from a rumbling underneath me and I looked down seeing another name. Who the fuck is Nightmare Moon and why is she level 50? As I finished the question in my thoughts I was suddenly thrown off of the rocks and slammed into the doors behind the female group. Thanking whoever was listening that I had Dantes body now I smiled as I didn’t really feel pain.

Dropping to the ground I looked at the girls levels again and saw that each one was in the high teens making me wonder just what my level was right now. That could be answered later as he got up and cracked his neck, praying that he had Dante's abilities as well as his body before grabbing Rebellion off of his back. He held it up and felt that it was light as a feather before twirling it in a circle in his hand before setting it on the ground.

I then looked over to this Nightmare Moon and was surprised as she seemed to be a mix of whatever species the girls were and a mass of Demonic Energy. She stood at almost eight feet tall and had quite the figure, ample chest and wide hips with an ass that wouldn’t quit. But the armor she wore seemed well made but pulsed with demonic energy as the engravings on the breastplate showed two equine figures chasing what seemed to be the sun and moon. Her pauldrons however seemed to be one of the figures struggling to try and eat the Moon symbol. The most interesting thing I found though is that one of her eyes beneath the helmet is slitted and mustard yellow while the other is a deep and calming blue that was struggling to simply look around.

I sighed and groaned before stretching and picking up Rebellion, holding it loosely before smiling as I figured I may as well act like Dante would and saying “Well this is getting interesting. I do want to apologize for… Well dropping in on you at such a bad time.” I figured making a joke and perhaps taunting would possibly lighten the mood for the others and enrage the women in the rubble but she simply laughed.

Nightmare moon points at me and states in a snide tone “I was not expecting a simple Stallion to try and fight when this is a Mares battle. Run along before you get hurt.”

My eyes widened a bit in shock at hearing that but from how it sounded it seems that males aren’t really much around here.Then again when they get a body and abilities like mine that point is moot so I smirked and clenched Rebellion tightly in my right hand before shrugging and saying “Damn and here I was thinking that once I beat you we could have some fun. I’m sure I could have you screaming from something other than pain but ah well…”

Once I stopped talking however a pop-up appeared before me and would stay in my line of sight no matter where I turned my head. Nightmare Moon simply thought I was crazy as I read over the pop up

Taunt has Leveled up ⇑

Taunt has leveled up to Level 15
“Taunt” ,when used enrages the enemy and causes them to become less mindful of their surroundings but increases their strength and anger due to being mocked

Anger increased by 8.5% when first success is hit
Strength increased by 3.2% when first success is hit
Awareness decreased by 13.5% when first success is hit

I sighed and closed the window before looking back over at Nightmare Moon and shrugging as I thought of how best to do this. Wait… why the hell am I so calm about all of this? Why am I not afraid of what this thing can do to me or just freaking the fuck out about all thats been going on. I stopped and looked around for a few seconds, taking a look at the people standing at the other side and raised an eyebrow. Looking at each of them gave me a name and level, but it was the titles that held the most interest for me right beneath them.

The first one was a Lavender color that seemed to have a cardigan and blouse combo that was a gentle cream and fuschia mix. Honestly though her slacks were a dull brown which kind of threw off the look she might have been trying to go for. His somewhat perverted mind noticed that she had a decent bust size and small hips, making her look somewhat dainty but that was beside the point. Her hair was a dark indigo and seemed to have a lighter almost pink streak through it. Her level seemed to be only 20 but it was the title that was drawing his eye to it. Twilight Arcadia Sparkle “The Princesses Personal Student”. Who the fuck is the princess and why the fuck is there a personal student of them here? Whatever but I move my eyes down the line and stop at what seemed to be a walking pride flag.

She stood maybe five foot three but had an athletic build which was being shown off from her short cut tank top and athletic shorts. She seemed to be quite lithely built but the cyan blue of her fur seemed to clash with the literal rainbow she had for hair but for all that she had a small bust and her hips were a little wider than the previous girls. Her level was a little lower sitting at 18 but the title again held some interest as it stated Rainbow Danger Dash“Maker of the Miracle Sonic Rainboom”.

Looking down the line again made him shiver slightly as he felt a disturbance in the fun force at this cream colored girl. She had a well styled hairdo but the bright purple threw me off as well as she seemed just to be so reserved and high class. Her clothes also showed this as she had a blouse that was well buttoned and wore a skirt with low heels for some fucking reason. Though her figure was a bit more pleasing to the eye as she ahad generous bust as well as fairly wide hips that seemed to have a nice booty added to them. Her level was 19 though and her title was a bit boring but nice with its implications being Rarity Hestia Belle“The Tailor taking the world by Storm”

The next in line was colored an almost burnt orange and damn was she showing off everything she had wearing a cut plaid shirt that was tied under her chest and denim shorts that were cut to her mid thigh. Her blonde hair was coming down from under…. Is that a fucking Stetson hat? Holy fuck it is…. I need to get me one of those when I have a moment. Her chest looked like it would be a handful of plenty and her hips were quite nice but the muscle on her was astounding and almost made me awed at how fucking strong she looked. Her title was actually interesting as I couldn’t quite tell what it meant being Applejack Faith Apple “The Honest Apple” and her level was higher than everyones so far sitting at 23.

I then shifted my eyes to the second to last and nearly had a heart attack from the sheer levels of cute that were pouring off from this butter yellow girl. She wore a light lime green sweater and long skirt of the same color that she managed to pull off. Though she seemed to be hiding behind while trying tolook through it as best she could. My god if she gave someone puppy dog eyes they would have the Diabeetus in milliseconds from being so sweet. Even with her title throwing me the fuck off being Fluttershy “The Fiercest Gaze to Hold” I couldnt believe she only had a level of 15.

Finally I turned to the last one and she both scared me and looked fucking amazing with her neon pink color and cotton candy colored hair. She seemed to have a pretty nice chest size and her hips showed that she would have quite the booty. I shivered slightly as I wondered just what my chances were at actually holding a conversation with her rather than staring or stuttering like an idiot. The reason she scared me is because all I could see was her name and almost everything else was simply question marks being Pinkamena Diane Pie “ Enigma ?????” and level being ??.

I shifted my gaze back to Nightmare Moon now wondering why she hadn’t taken the few seconds I gave her to attack before seeing she was actually waiting for me. I raised an eyebrow at that and said with confusion “You know… You probably could of attacked me by now right?”

She snorted before shaking her head and stated simply “I could have but this is going to be a proper duel. If not then my Honour as Ruler would no longer apply. Now ready yourself and we can truly begin this Duel.”

I smiled hearing that seeing that she had some standards at least but shrugged and then cracked my neck before slowly shifting my sword to my right hand and using my left to pull out Ebony from the holster at my back. Once I shifted my stance to one foot in front of me and another behind me with the knee slightly bent for impact I nodded and said “Alright then lets get this Party started.”

Nightmare Moon smiles and takes her axe, getting into her stance as we both stand for a few moments still and then is suddenly in motion, using her wings and pushing off the ground to rush toward me. I raised an eyebrow as she seemed to be going somewhat slow and moved my sword to block the blow, noticing a light pressure but the ground beneath me cracking to show the power behind her. I smile and shift my blade, throwing her back and bringing Ebony to the front and aiming for her wing to take a shot and fire, blasting through the middle and effectively grounding her.

As she falls to the ground I wait calmly, making sure to keep my senses open in case something changes and wouldn’t you know it the sound of rubble being lifted behind me comes up. I smirked as I heard it getting closer and closer until the last moment and took a small breath before backflipping right over the stone, seeing it heading toward her. She stopped it right in front of her as I was a few feet from the ground and adding insult to next injury I shot at the rock a few times, making sure to hit the same spot using Dante’s crazy aim before it exploded in front of her. As I landed I saw small cuts and scrapes and utter rage on her face at being humiliated like that.

Once I landed I tensed my legs and suddenly took off at her, bringing my sword down in a cleaving motion toward her head. She quickly brings the axe handle to bear to block the blow, both hands on it and barely stops the sword inches from her face. I lean in and smile, blowing her a kiss and saying with a cheery tone “Seems like I am a little bit stronger than you Nightmare Moon.. Perhaps you want to give up instead of getting that pretty face hurt?”

She responded with a fierce snarl but her cheeks were now a dark red from the compliment as she moved the handle slowly against the sword, trying to push it away as I stood still. “Never will I give up until I have the eternal night I seek. I will destroy any fool that gets in my way ....” She trails off and she and I both look over, seeing the girls have suddenly weaponized Rainbows it seems and I quickly step back, as the Rainbow cannon hits Nightmare straight in the face. I admit I was a bit surprised at seeing that but shrugged it off as the being in the light seemed to change, losing the darker color fur and her eyes changing color as well. As the rainbow finally bled off I smiled as the title and level changed, now stating Princess Luna “Guardian of the Night and Dreams” Level 210.

She sat still there, seemingly shaking as the sun now was slowly beginning to rise, making me look over to the doors and seeing the girls a bit tired. Then there was a slight Pop sound and in walked another figure, pure alabaster white with blue, pink, green and light indigo for her hair. It also seemed to just wave in the wind as she walked toward the downed figure. I stepped back and waited, barely hearing a smattering of words before seeing Princess Luna crying aloud and hugging what I suppose would be someone close to her.

I gently groaned to myself and then thought for a few minutes before quietly saying “Menu… Options… Stats?” At the third option a blue screen appeared before me and seemed to be blank before spazzing out into white and then everything became a mess. I couldn't read almost anything except age and that really just had no sense behind it stating I was over hundreds of thousands of years old. I sighed, shaking my head and picked up on the sound of a gasp behind me, making me close the screen and turn back to see abject horror on the new woman's face. I raised an eyebrow at seeing that before asking “Is there something wrong with my face or did I offend you in some way?”

She continues to just stand there looking as if she can decide to be either horrified or objectively pissed off making me wonder if its due to the jacket or something. After a minute or so of silence I begin tapping my right foot and sigh waiting for her to sort out any sort of words before she finally speaks with an even tone while her hands were clenched into fists “Dante… Why are you here…. In fact how are you here?”

Confusion evident on my face as I look up a bit and try to read her name and title but unfortunately it seems that whatever made the system crap the bed is still going on as its practically unreadable. I then shrugged lightly, keeping my hands in view by my sides saying “You know that is a very good question just like how you know my name. Honestly I’ve never been here before and now I find that I helped stop someone who wanted to cause eternal night while seeing some interesting…. Um people.”

The woman had surprise cross her face for a split second before she schooled her expression back into one of neutrality and she nodded. She then began walking toward me saying with a gentle tone “Well if that is the case then perhaps I can help you return back to where you came. Just stay still and I will see what I can do alright?”

Now this made me wary as a tingle went down my spine but looking to the girls who shot a rainbow beam calmed me a bit as it seemed they trusted this woman and so I let the feeling go and did as she asked wanting to be trusting. She stopped in front of me and raised her now glowing hands in front of me smiling softly before it turned a bit vicious and my world was thrown for a loop while my body felt like it had acid being poured over every inch of my skin and boiling water in my veins.

3rd Person Pov

The light had flashed bright enough that in Ponyville it seemed as if a supernova had just unfolded in the forest before it died away and the Princesses and women stood there trying to blink the spots out of their eyes from the sudden flare of light. Celestia had a gentle smile on her face once more before sighing in relief as Dante no longer being in the area. Twilight stepped up asking in a quiet tone “Princess… Did the spell work? Is he back where he belongs?”

Celestia turns and was about to nod before the sound of boots stomping down a corridor became noticeable. After a few more seconds a gentle tune begins coming through the air accompanying the sound of the boots.

If only I could..
Make a deal with God,
And get em to swap our places

The sound of the boots got closer as the song stopped for a few moments while getting louder as it started once more

Be runnin up that road
Be running up that Hill
Be running up that building

If I only Could

As the song cut off once more a shadow at the door of the palace fell and got closer before Dante came into view once more looking quite different from just a few moments ago. He stood there and looked over the group with a gaze that spoke of both happiness and sorrow of the elderly. He gave a smile before looking over to Celestia and his gaze hardened slightly before sighing. He walked over to her standing in front of the stunned ruler before gently reaching out and hugging her.

“You know… I would like to be utterly furious with you and your sister… But after having gone through history the long way I will let it go.” He let her go and then turned to Pinkie with a wide grin asking in a light tone “So can I get a party when you go back or do I have to wait awhile longer?”