(Warhammer 40k fic)

What happens when you get a mech loving guy and a total warmachine?

You get a prefect combo for war.

These ponies see the world in black and white not seeing the pain that they cause for other races, races that aren't griffins nor higgogriffs. The little guys out in this fantasy world who are barley getting by with what they have on hand, that is until we came into the picture.

At first the ponies wanted to take apart Stormfire but I stepped in took to defend the machine god's tool and my best friend.

So I may have started something and not in a good way.

[embed]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hyfV0GBe18w[/embed]

Warning!:
Blood
Some rule 63
gore and the usual