Beatrix Belladonna in B.A.B.S. : A Cyberpunk Adventure

Each shake of the building made the Dream Faun clutch the support beam for safety, holding the Soul of Rarity to her chest protectively. Oona Ewe did not know how far up these levels lead. Only that her friend was up there, in need of her support.

Once the shaking quelled, she resumed her sprint before reaching the end of this flight of stairs. The door opened, revealing another lengthy corridor.

'Mallacht this chrome-plated fortress,' Lady Ewe muttered, looking around for any soldiers or machines roaming about. Yet it was alarmingly quiet and empty. Surely, she would have run into guards with how far up she was climbing. 'Saves me the trouble of using spells, I suppose.'

Once she was certain no one else was coming through, the goat woman picked up the pace once more to venture through the hallway. Just as she was about to head up the next stairway, a voice cried out, "Help me! Somebody help me, please! Let me out!!!"

Oona turned towards the source, the sobs coming from behind a large glass door. It was too dark to see anything outside a few steel outlines from the light illuminating the hallway. Ewe hesitated. Surely, this was a trap. After ascending so many stairs with little threat outside the occasional commuting outside, it was too timely for her to encounter a 'prisoner.' She had little time to waste. Oona had to find Beatrix, warn her of the threat Varys poised before things got worse for this world.

"Someone please! Aaaaaugh!!" The voice cried in anguish.

Despite her wits screaming that this was a terrible idea, denying a soul in need would go against her role as a sacred shepherd. Begrudgingly, she called forth, "Hang on, I'm coming!". Using what little power she could muster without her staff, Oona willed the lab doors open before running in. She frantically looked around, trying to find a body or soul presence within this dark space. "Hello?"

"H--h-help Plea-plea-please! Somebody H-h-h-h-eeeeeeee--Zzzzz," the voice glitched out before her as the steel doors slammed shut; an ominous red light glowed from two sockets standing to the side. Oona turned around, a scowl clear on her face as she glared into the Lord of Diseases' mechanical eyes.

"Ar mhaithe le fuck," she spat before something hard struck the base of her head, knocking the dream faun unconscious while Varys loomed over. A drone projecting a sample from a news broadcast hovered down, thin pincers clamping over the container of Rarity's soul before rising up. But upon further inspection, there was nothing inside the case. Varys' eyes glowed brightly before looking back to Oona, a slight curl of her lips present on her muzzle.

"Clever Oona. I miscalculated your innate ability to distract your targets while hiding away vitals," the plague doctor praised with a shake to his head. "No matter. Even if she returns to her vessel, it's too late for Rarity to stop my virus from corroding Spike into the ultimate killing machine. Now." At his order, the drone whirled up into the laboratory, lights flickering back on as the Vice Lord readied his experiment for the poor lamb.

"Let's make an example out of you inferior dullards."

*****

Steps echoed in a spacious cave lit by phosphorescence that reflected off a pool. Fireflies danced like will 'o wisps above the waters, the air suffused by a thin miasma. Rarity's heart raced, but she pressed on ahead in her adventuring garb inspired by Daring Do, followed close behind by Coco Pommel, Sassy Saddles, and their bodyguard, Spike, who trailed behind to watch their backs.

Rare jewels were rumored to be buried deep below this cave, much to the fashionista's insistence. “Imagine what we could build for Equestria,” she reminded her team. "We could be responsible for the start of a whole new era. Oh, how exciting~!"

Spike nodded, swallowing down any comments he may have while behind the trio. He was the youngest of them, so naturally, he felt pressured to prove himself worthy of the woman he adored.

And against his better judgment, he volunteered to assist the glamorous unicorn.

However, after they descended down the slopes into the pits, it was far more than known riches that awaited them. Instead, they stumbled upon technology that far surpassed anything imagined in this world. Alien in nature, it appeared to be what would
be dubbed a U.F.O. that had somehow crashed and been buried here, now covered in thick vegetation after years of neglect.

“What is this?” Sassy traced the smooth surface of the silver saucer, which was wet to the touch. "It's beautiful."

“I don't sense any magic,” admitted Coco, who frowned. “How is this possible?”

Rarity stared and gasped. “Do you have any idea what this means? This could change the entire world!” She knelt beside the massive machine, felt it hum like it was alive, her skin tickled by its resonance. “We'll have to call down a team to help us excavate it-”

“No,” cried Spike, unable to suppress his own stubbornness. “They'll take it away to study it! Can't you hear it? It's calling to us.” He stalked towards it, compelled like he was possessed, and his eyes started to turn to slits as it played on his buried greed.

“Why not share it? I'm sure the Princesses can-G-gah!” Coco yelped as the dragon shoved her out of his way.

“Hey,” called Sassy, who scrunched up her face and caught Coco. “What's gotten into you, Spike? This isn't like you!”

He ignored her, far too driven to possess the ancient machine. Images flashed before his mind—images of an Equestria far more advanced than this one. But what truly elated him was the sight of himself, having reached full potential to become the Dragon Lord with Rarity finally at his side.

And all he needed to do was accept it. The rest of them couldn't understand!

“Spike,” called Rarity, who reached for him.

He made contact with the U.FO. The device interfaced with his mind, linked to him in an instant. It didn't matter if he wasn't the smartest creature, for it would fill in all the gaps and enable him to adapt.

Within moments, Spike lost touch with the world and people around him, overloaded under a constant stream of knowledge. So much overwhelming information that it triggered an instinct once lost within centuries of draconic biology.

The sounds of screams echoed from the cave. Flesh was torn. Bones were crushed. Blood splattered everywhere.

Rarity trembled in horror, unable to do more than watch helplessly. The massive dragon swelled in the cave, tore apart Coco and Sassy who mewled frozen before the predator, then he swallowed their remains.

“Sp-Spike...” She sobbed and closed her eyes, the crazed dragon growling and snorting smoke he tossed her down his gullet...

*****

Rarity shrieked and thrashed in the claw that held her. The cityscape raced below, neon lights lit a bleak sky, gunfire and dragonfire erupted all around her. Somehow the soul had escaped its prison and reentered the marionette, and she wailed, stricken and lost after torn from her flesh, so many years spent in limbo. “Spike, is that really you...?”

A mechanized roar was her only response. The drake bellowed as wires and steel fused into his skull. The rest of his body was converting as well, steel tendrils growing out from his scales, bolts of electricity surging through his bones and muscles.

The material infusing to his armor was the exact type of alloy that made up the U.F.O. Rarity's heart sank, realizing how low the once noble Spike had fallen. And now, the very machine and knowledge he once obsessed over ate away at his mortality.

“Spike!” She called out to him, but to no avail with the velocity of the winds blowing through them. "You must stop this right now! I know you're not a monster! Spike! Spiiiike!!"

It was now the Dragon Lord versus the world, his own forces among the growing casualties. The inferno that blazed in his belly burst forth, more helicopters reduced to charred wrecks within moments.

Smoke and fire whirled everywhere. His own headquarters now a smoldering wreckage. Below, the virtual image of Lady Ewe continued to play and promise salvation, whereas rioters, looters, and gangs battled out with each other while soldiers swooped down to oppress them. Corpses and downed cars littered the packed up roads.

Spike swatted away another chopper, sailed away from the chaos, and perched atop a reactor, the quietest place he could locate. Several choppers hovered from a distance. A safer option for now while the drake momentarily went docile.

He placed down Rarity, who shivered, her scanty dress tattered as she stood atop the closed-off compound and met his slit eyes.

“Spikey-Wikey, can you understand me?” She caressed the side of his snout.

His head titled to one side. His eyes softened upon seeing her, almost as if the beast could recognize her. But his head reeled back, roaring in pain as the wires sunk back into his head, the alien-like device forcing the drake to cooperate. The knowledge it imparted had allowed him to build this prosperous city like it promised.

It never told him what the price would be, that he would become a monster, indirectly cause the Elements of Harmony to go dormant, and for the magic to be all but neutralized from Equestria.

Guilt and shame had caused him to suppress the truth of his role in their demise.

Instead, he'd indulged in hedonism and pursued a method to bring his beloved back. Tears streamed down his eye as the mutagen slowly replaced his innards and organs within bionic casing and tissue. Red energy flowed within his veins, fueling his transformation by the one he blindly accepted help from. His sight returned to the frightened unicorn, the virus influencing his lust and obsession to have her.

Sniffing her, she shirked away from him, only for his claws to sink into her white dress and shred it down the middle. Her breasts rose and fell, nipples stiff in the cool night air, and she attempted to conceal herself with her arms after her garments were fully shredded away. “Stop...Spike...!” His tongue, moist and warm, licked up over her entire body. “SPIKE~!”

Her ear-piercing shriek practically split his skull, but it had the intended effect on the rattled dragon. Swaying his head to shake off the effects and process, causing the wires to unravel off his head.

Sanity slowly returned to his eyes, which gradually fell into focus. “R-Rarity...” He whimpered, shamefacedly bowed his head low, like a scolded child.

Rarity wasn't certain whether to slap or embrace him. She recalled how he'd treated her, Coco, and Sassy like the pleasure dolls they now were to sate himself, and her stomach turned. Nonetheless, he was still her friend and needed her more than ever.

“It's okay, Spike.... We'll fix this...somehow! I promise,” she assured her friend, patting his head. Despite the cold fluid pumping through his system, he still emanated warmth off his scales. “There must be a way to cure you. I-I was with Lady Ewe, perhaps she could--”

“No.... It's too late for me, Rarity,” he refused, tears streamed down his cheeks. With the mutagen's effects temporarily halted, he could now see the pain and anguish he caused during his role, the heinous actions he made on the three mares he cherished. The revelation crippled him, making him tremble under the weight of his sins against nature. “How can I face them after all I've done? I did this.... I deserve this..."

“No, Spike. This is not the way to take responsibility,” she countered and narrowed her eyes. “Feeling sorry for yourself will not undo this catastrophe. You can come back from this! And If I was able to return, surely, there's a slim chance Coco and Sassy can, as well. Please, Spike.... Do what is right!” She tightly held his hand, gripping onto the very hope she could motivate him to change.

To turn away from the path he'd taken.

Spike met her eyes. “Even after all of this, you still.... Rarity.... I-I--GUURAGH!!” The large dragon screamed as the device re-activated, its wires and metal rods sinking back into Spike's scaly flesh, pulsating more energy through his veins and muscles. “W-what's happening to me!?” His heart beat erratically.

“Spike!? Hang on,” Rarity cried. But it was no use.

He howled as his chest thudded, expanded, and burst open in a shower of blood that rained over her. His massive heart was visible, surrounded by machinery, tentacle-like coils lashed out, and started to spread throughout the city at rapid speeds.

They tore through concrete, chewed up metal, plucked choppers from the sky, and crushed them amidst metallic shrieks.

A blood-splattered Rarity released a scream that almost rivaled Spike's primal roar, unable to comprehend the horror he had ultimately become fused to.

*****

With a groan, Oona stirred herself awake. Her eyes squinted under the rays of electric light glaring down over her. She found her limbs held above her head in encasing steel upon trying to rub at her face. Chains held her legs apart from below. And upon her vision clearing, she was shocked to find herself stark naked, her body on full display. Her cheeks flushed, her thick nipples hard from the cool air venting through the mechanized dungeon whirring around her.

"Augh! What is the meaning of this?" She writhed under the metallic binds. “Show yourself, Varys! I know you're still here!"

The doctor came forth on queue, arms folded behind his back as he dispassionately observed her from behind his beak-shaped mask. “No need for alarm, Ewe. I have no intention of causing you harm. Far from it, actually." At once, machinery shifted around her as electricity shot through to the devices holding her arms. Jolts surging through her body, making the goat woman squirm and moan involuntarily. Warmth and wetness began to build between her wooly thighs.

“Do you intend to violate me? I thought you had more class than this,” she spat as another shot of electricity raced throughout her extremities, honey eyes glaring over the emotionless visage of the Vice Lord, who chuckled.

“Oh, come now, Oona. We both know I hold zero interest in the passions of sex. I can assure you, this is a purely scientific curiosity, as you'll see in a moment. To think, the president made this chamber to satisfy his sick obsession with control while punishing his enemies...such as your hapless student, Beatrix Belladonna.” Varys noted while robotic arms spread through her wool before locating her hidden slit, parting her folds before a second arm inserted a vibrating tool to stimulate her inner walls. Oona wailed and shook around, fem juices coating the bionic arm.

Tears filled her eyes, grinding her teeth as she tried to fight the overwhelming pleasure pulsing through her core. “Spike will--ggnnmf~! Spike will not allow this to continueee--A-aaah! With Rarity's soul returned, he'll-”

“Lose control and slay his lover once more. The mutagen was never designed to maintain control over his Dragon Lord form," Varys admitted coldly. "Once most of his organic tissue is replaced, no other thought or function will remain, except to carry out my virus and contaminate the rest of this city's inhabitants. I eagerly await the results once all life had ceased to exist on this disgusting planet.” The mechanical doctor stalked around her, rapidly calculating each detail and mathematic equation processing before statistics flashed across his optics. “My success couldn't be any sweeter, Ewe. Not only will a group of followers perish because of you, but your protege and her feeble mother also will not survive thanks to the serum I had her ingest. And there is nothing that you can do to prevent it."

"A-aauuugh, no!” She bellowed, back arching in pain and pleasure while struggling to break free. "You won't succeed, Varys! For as long as there is hope, I will overcome you!"

He scoffed at her plight. "False. Hope is a delusion. Just as it is delusional for you to think you could oppose us. Even if you did find a way to defeat me, I would come to another planet and start over. Much like all the others will should you cross their paths. We are like a hydra, fool. Cut off one head, another grows back in place. Here, perhaps this will help you understand."

Suddenly, the doors opened behind him as a looming figure stepped in. She squeaked and growled before her eyes widened in fear. A stallion hulk with muscle and bionic technology-infused to his body stomped in, letting out a mechanized roar as sparks and mutagen oozed from its maw.

Red eyes glared hotly at the struggling dream faun, a lengthy stallionhood erecting with pumps, tubes, and leathery skin coiled around it. Oona began to thrash widely in fear of the implications. "W-what is that thing!? What are you planning to do with it?!"

"As I've said, I hold no interest in sexual intercourse. But I can't ignore the possibility of breeding being a successful way to carry my progress into the next generation. Consider yourself my first test subject in this field of science."

Oona's entire body trembled, realizing the purpose of these shocks to her figure and the device leaving her wet pussy. It had widened her vaginal capacity to ensure she took every inch of that thing's rigged and altered member.

A sudden pinch in her nipples caused her to yell, two needles injecting a special liquid into her mammaries that leaked out.

"Y-you can't be serious! I-I will not survive!!"

"As long as I gain results, it's a risk I'll take," the cyborg said heartlessly. "You should be thankful, Oona. I am fulfilling your wish in motherhood that you've coveted for so long."

Her cheeks flourished with fury. How dare he use that against her! As the robotic breeder snorted and whirled, Varys began to make his exit out of the laboratory. "Where are you going, Varys!?"

“Back to the device that transformed this Equestria. The 'U.F.O.' as the primitive lifeforms here have dubbed it. It's the nexus that brought us all here, and I plan to embed it into Spike, directly into his heart. From there, it will continue to mutate and convert this entire planet into the perfect techno-utopia. All disease-ridden organics shall perish, and the age of machines shall persist!"

"No.... No NO! DAMN YOU, NOOOO!" Lady Ewe bellowed as her foe left her to become the unwilling sow to a biomechanical mutant, the doors sealed shut behind him with a low whoosh.

*****

A helicopter swooped in to recover the B.A.B.S. operatives and allies, just as promised. “Thank goodness,” said Beatrix, settling in beside her mother while the others cramped in. And just in time, as a large portion of the building had collapsed shortly after their departure. And President Spike had somehow gone missing through the smoke and debris. “Hey, where's the leader of the Werewolves, anyhow?”

“Probably in the thick of this shit,” said Babs, taking a puff from her cigarette. “Listen up, you three. I hate to ask this, but we're outnumbered, and could use the extra hands. How'd you like to become honorary members in the Bad Ass Bitch Squad?”

“I don't want to kill anyone,” said Hugs, who stared out the window. “But in this case, I might not have much choice.”

“Trixie would be happy to assist,” she answered, her newly recovered magic already making her head swell. She hummed and watched her hands shine, determined to test what her limits were at the first opportunity. She announced, “Count us in!”

Beatrix pursed her lips. “Okay, okay, I'm in! But my priorities are to find Lady Ewe! She had an urgent message before we were cut away from each other.” Whatever her reservations about their mysterious benefactor, she was thankful to have a portion of her power back. Sadly, she still couldn't cut a dimensional hole to try and slip away. Not that she wanted to for that matter, not when Lady Ewe was here, depending on her. “Time I get back to being the heroine around here!”

"That Varys,” mumbled Sunset to herself. “I should have gone with my gut and touched him. Maybe it wouldn't have worked through all that armor, but I'd love to know what makes him tick. There's too much we don't know, and I'm pretty sure he has all the answers...”

"He's an assistant of Spike's, right?" Flutterbitch asked while rubbing her lover's thigh, who leaned into her, thankful they still had each other. "We find the president, then beat out the answers. Simple."

"Sounds like a plan," Babs huffed. "In that case, we'll need to form two groups. One that'll go to look for Lady Ewe, the other to locate the President and Varys."

"Uhm, guys?" Rainbow said, trembling by the window. "He might be closer than we think! Look!"

As the chopper sailed onward, they saw the fires blaze below, hundreds now dead and many more wounded. It was a boiling point that had been building for some time and finally came to ahead.

But at the summit of a tall tower was a massive dragon, bellowing flames into the skies. The copter kept its distance, watched others like it to be swallowed up in a mass blaze that momentary lit the sky.

A short time later, the roads were ripped up by the metal coils that arose from a distance. Streets caved in, concrete was torn and tossed up, people and cars tumbled into the darkness, hundreds more lost in an instant.

It was the worst disaster that Equestria had faced in decades. Beatrix felt helpless, not knowing how or what she could do to fix this place. What she could do was assure herself that somehow, despite the odds, Lady Ewe would know what to do once she found her.

She watched the virtual illusion flicker and playout, preached to the masses who turned to her for salvation, unaware that for all her talent, Lady Ewe was far from a deity...