A Roegadyn in Equestria

A Roegadyn in Equestria.

Chapter 84: A Princess On The Lose.

*Point of view Brex Mith*
*Location: The Golden Saucer*
*Time: Eleven at night*

Brex was just coming back after teleporting a great distance for some time to recover when he appeared on the second floor of the upper section for the monument that had the arena game match’s and Chocobo racing. Already a handful of trips were made because of the frequency that the princess would end up coming near him when going around with everyone else. Almost as if on clockwork, he could turn to look over his shoulder and find that the alabaster Alicorn was already attempting to make a beeline for him through the crowds. Although, he found himself appreciating Luna's many efforts as she was continuously getting in her older sister's path to her take somewhere else.

He had gone over and pressed the button to use the elevator so that when he stepped off, it would be a good excuse to tell the others of where he had been. Once it arrived Brex stepped on board and watched as the indicator displayed the changing of floors. On the way, the feeling in his chest was only intensifying at a surprising pace at the moment the doors began to open and release a melodic tone to indicate that the passengers had reached their intended destination. This sent a cold chill down his spine as it slowly revealed Princess Celestia and Luna who are apparently waiting to use the elevator themselves. Luna currently had her back towards the elevator doors after being distracted by some noises behind. This meant that she could not have noticed that he was there.

Celestia on the other hand was standing upright as her eyes became almost fully dilated within seconds. There was a surprisingly feral, yet feminine scream that came from the older sister as her wings flared out and leaped into the elevator. Luna jerked her head around and finally realize what was happening and reached out a hand to Celestia just as a collision occurred. The way the princess lunged was so fast that he could barely process what was happening when her body slammed into his and sent them into the back wall. Out of pure instinct to get away, along with the combination of the endured suffering he was forced to take on for a good couple of hours had sparked his shadow traveling ability to activate without his conscious input.

As a result. The pair melded into their combined shadow and disappeared from the elevator right before Luna's eyes. They tumbled into a dark space before getting spat out in a location that was lacking of any sort of bright light source. Brex could still tell that Celestia was holding on to him and immediately tossed her after going into a tumble and landing on to a hard stone floor. This earned a startled scream from the mare as she landed somewhere nearby. Brex took a second to get onto his hands and knees and scanned his environment to discover that they had inadvertently teleported to the castle of The Two Sisters. In fact, Brex was able to instantly tell that they were in the throne room thanks to the large granite chair and still exposed display holders for the elements of harmony.

Another feminine scream caught his attention when he looked over to his left and saw how Celestia had extended her wings all the way to instantly close in the gap as she was airborne with both arms outstretched. He pushed himself off with both of his arms and quickly placed his feet underneath to do an additional kick to avoid the princess by barely a few inches after going into a backflip. Less than a second later, he witnessed how Celestia crashed into the very spot he was just at with a loud thud and audible “Oof”. The force in which she was traveling even caused a number of rocks to be sent flying upon collision with the ground.

Some dust was kicked up from this act and Brex brought himself into a defensive position to wait for her to come at him again. All the while, he was wondering as to why she was suddenly attacking him out of the blue. He had a sudden realization to cross his face as he felt a burst of magic from behind. He leaped out of the way right at the last possible moment and avoided getting caught by Celestia who had used a teleportation spell to get in close as the dust was meant to be a distraction. She attempted to leap at him yet again, but he had no intention of letting her come into contact and pulled something from within his inventory.

Within his right hand was a bundle of spider webbing and began to use it as an ingredient for a spell of his own which came from Dungeons and Dragons. The arm with the webbing was held straight ahead at the oncoming Celestia and a white flash occurred right as her face was nearly close enough to run into his palm. When the flash subsided. Brex summoned out his fairy fire to illuminate the area. Thanks to the many bright colors that were circling around. He was able to get a good look as the princess of the sun was hopelessly entangled in thick shining white threads that clung to her body and extended to nearly all parts of the castles inner structure.

Her body hung in the air and in awkwardly positioned so that her limbs were spread out. Even her mouth was heavily covered by the webbing and preventing her from being able to talk as muffled screams continued to escape and echo into the abandoned castle. Thankfully his control over the spell allowed her nose to be free as to not cause asphyxiation. “MMPH-NUNGH” and “Mngerr!” sounds were produced as she pulled relentlessly at her bindings and produce a stretching cable sound while doing so.

This was the webbing spell from Dungeons & Dragons That would cover an area with a synthesized amount of spider webbing. When it came to the ingredient used, the demon spiders webbing acted as the perfect catalyst to ensure that it was more than strong enough to be used in almost any situation. Not only was it durable to begin with. But also surprisingly fire resistant, which made it particularly useful when going up against someone who uses heat as a basis for their abilities. Whenever it seemed as though Celestia was about to break loose with how with her arm was stretching the silk. The tension would bring her back into place as she released a loud grunt of annoyance.

Her eyes were filled with not only madness, but also an insatiable hunger that he had only ever seen on Rory's face whenever she needed to be topped off badly. Flashes between panic and anger quickly took the place of one after the next as she pulled harder and harder against the impossibly strong webbing. Brex was taken aback at how much she was doing and also causing much of her dress to be ripped apart in the process. Eventually, the strands began to stretch ever so slightly as the lines grew taught so much that they could have been used as guitar strings. Aside from her loud muffled noises of protest. There was also the ripping of stitches and shifting of the nearby stones that filled the air.

Celestia's right arm was barely stretched forward as her hand was quickly grasping towards Brex in a disturbing way. He even noticed how her horn was building a sizable amount of charge thanks to the brightness it was producing. This act prompted him to go right into his item box and pulled out Luna's inhibitor ring and carefully slapped it down her horn and stepped away as soon as a noticeable clank sound was produced to show that it was locked in place. Celestia's face fell as she realized that she was no longer able to use her magic to try and get free and started to struggle even more when the light fizzled out.

Before he could come up with anything else to try. A number of the strands broke and weakened the trap just enough and this allowed the remaining bits to be ripped apart and she resumed her attempts at lunging at him with renewed vigor. By this point she appeared to be no better than a rabid animal. If he did not know any better, then he might have thought she was literally foaming at the mouth with how she was disregarding any normal movement patterns.

Out of reflex upon her hand getting close to his face from a surprising boost of speed that came out of nowhere. The Roegadyn momentarily forgot about his aversion to coming into contact and grappled with the princess so that she was forced to go into an overhead Judo flip and subsequently slammed onto the ground with a powerful crash that sent debris and a couple of her feathers flying. Thinking this at least stunned the princess. The grip was released on her arm and he attempted to step away when she got back onto all fours and kicked off the ground with her legs to fly at him at close range. He found all of this so peculiar that he wondered if there was someone controlling the princess and went right for subduing her.

Another webbing spell was used thanks to more of the ingredient after accumulating it in both hands. At the same time the spell was being used. Brex grabbed onto both of the mare’s hands and began to do a number of motions so that the produced flow webbing would follow the trail of his palms. Within several seconds of even more loud grunting and protest from the princess. Brex had maneuvered her in a way so that the webbing was more condensed and turned into a one-inch silk rope that wrapped around her body. Arms were pulled behind her back and secured so that her arms were wrapped from not only her fingertips, but nearly a few inches past her elbows and even restricting her wings.

Both of the legs had a couple of lines going around the ankles and knees. As extra precaution, he even used some around her neck and pulled the line tight as it connected to her ankles so that she was painfully forced to bend her body back. Even while all of this was going on. He kept hearing some weird noises coming from the princess as he felt her body shuddering almost uncontrollably while all of this was being done. The previous attempts to break out of the webbing had torn nearly all of her clothing off and left her underwear that was just barely covering her unmentionables. If anything, it was webbing that was covering up most of her body by now.

Brex stood back so that he was positioned to where she was unable to turn her head to see him and leaned up against a support pillar as his hands were tightly grasping at his chest. His insides felt as though they were not only being slowly pierced by a very big knife. They were also being twisted and pulled in every conceivable direction. He wanted to scream. He wanted to tear off his own shirt and skin to dig out whatever was going on from under his flesh. Even the notion of pulling a Mortal Kombat move on his heart had crossed his mind if it meant curing him of what was happening and rip out the cause.

From behind his mask, his face was twisting into a silent open-mouth scream as both eyes were shut tight. Somehow this pain was surging throughout his blood and expanding across his entire body as a network of pain signals were constantly being fired off from the furnace in the center of his chest. A wet sensation was coming from his eyes, nose, mouth and ears that caused the inside lining of his mask to grow increasingly damp. Before he lost his balance, Brex reached out with his left arm and placed it onto the pillar. Fingers dug into the stone and made visible indentations as each of the five digits sunk in and created a few spider web cracks.

His legs threatened to give out. He was barely able to squint his eyes open to show that the entire world was swimming in a swirl of lights from the moonlight casting through the open ceiling. Low haggard breathing barely escaped as he was having trouble with breathing. A sharp piercing sensation was clearly felt as it ran through the lower section of his chest and clean through his back. Everything felt icy cold and robbed him of most of his feeling which started from the tips of his fingers and toes and slowly crept towards the center of his mass. A ringing sound slowly made itself known as it grew louder and louder to obscure any other sound around him.

Before he knew it. The hand on the pillar had closed so tightly that it crumbled the stone within his palm to dust and he ended up falling forward just enough to throw himself off balance. A quick shuffle of his left foot towards the front kept him from colliding onto the floor as he wobbled unsteadily in place. His eyes barely were able to make out Celestia who was still struggling to try and get free just a short way off. Even through the intense ringing and everything beginning to shake from his point of view. Brex began to strangely hear his own voice angrily calling out in his head. “She's doing this to me! There's only one way to stop it!!!”

Without even meaning to. He soon found himself beginning to slowly shuffle at a snail's pace towards the struggling and unawares princess. Before long, his body was moving more normally as he circled so that he was standing close to her head and in plain view. She was still acting as though she was some wild animal and struggled to pull at her bonds even further upon getting his form within her sight. Still, even with the constant stretching sounds being made on the webbing, she was going nowhere fast as she continuously used up all her strength and recovered a few seconds to try again. Her eyes were squarely locked on to his as he could barely make out the sensations of his fingers curling on his right hand to become a fist.

The other voice of his began to say the following as that arm began to raise up and ready itself to be thrown down. “All it takes is one good hit... one good unguarded hit to stop... all of this. Yes, that's right. Just raise my level up to seventy and use everything I got! I'm sure I can crack her head open and spill her brains all over this floor.” Windows for his character popped into his view and his setting was boosted up to maximum without him putting any effort. Muscles strained underneath the clothing as the arm was ready to be thrown down. The princess continued to struggle and let out a chorus of moans and grunts through the gag that stuck her lips together tightly.

The voice then screamed, “Now! Do it NOW!” This was the signal to send his fist careening down onto the princesses’ head from the side. Whether she was aware of it or not with how her eyes were dilating was unknown to him. Yet just before the impact. A huge plume of dust erupted upwards as the entire room shook from the amount of force he used from this attack. Over the course of the next several seconds there was nothing but silence aside from some of the rubble still falling and clattering across the ground. Some of which even managed to fly up and hit the old throne that was easily more than a few meters away. A gentle breeze was passing through the openings of the walls and ceiling to blow away the dust slowly and allowing the moon to shine down after several long seconds had passed.

Eventually, this revealed him to be in a crouching position with one knee on the floor. As more of the air was being revealed going down. The Contours of his outstretched hand were followed until it revealed Princess Celestia with her eyes seemingly back to normal staring straight up at him while still in the bound-up state. They were as wide as dinner plates as the pupils shrank into dots. Her breath was obviously being held as the arm could be shown with its hand opened up. Apparently, he had changed the trajectory just enough and unclenched his fist to do a power slam onto the bricks and completely demolished everything underneath.

This left a crater of spreading cracks that would go out in a circular pattern for nearly four meters wide. He then slowly brought himself back up into a standing position. Seemingly to have an out-of-body experience where he was unable to feel a single part of himself. Brex turned around and started to walk into the shadows as his eyes were transfixed straight ahead. Before even he himself knew what was going on. He appeared back at the elevator and saw Luna straight ahead. She of course noticed him and began to ask what was going on. But instead of doing any type of talking, he grabbed on to her and went right back into the elevator to appear at the castle once again.

Thanks to his grip on her left upper arm, Luna stumbled out of the shadows as he practically threw her forward and towards her older sister who was still in a frozen state with her eyes looking straight up and at the broken roof. Luna began to look over her sister's condition as Brex watched from a distance with his arms crossed. Though the sensation had not faded as he watched with an indifferent look from behind his mask at the pair. What he was going through before within his chest had completely gone numb by now. After a couple of moments had passed. Luna turned her head towards him with a questioning gaze which prompted him to raise his hand to produce some words in the air. Yet instead of the clear and concise typing that one would see on a computer. The letters were slightly mismatched with small variations in size.

“FiX hEr bY The tIMe I cOme BAck! YoU HaVE onE HOUR!” And with that, he disappeared to get as far away as he possibly could. Which just so happens to be all the way back in Zebrabwe. And sitting upon one of their taller mountains just a couple of miles from the capitol. He sat down on a comfortable looking rock after looking around for a couple of seconds and stared blankly ahead at the lights that illuminated the city and causing it to stand out in contrast to the seemingly endless night filled desert. His body slightly leaned forward to rest on to his left elbow as the right hand was brought shakily in front of his own face.

He had a hard time with coming to terms with what he was about to do. If he had not gained that semblance of control at the end. Then he may have very well have caused some grave injuries to the solar princess, if not downright killed her in the process with that punch. He even went so far as to cut the amount of power that was originally behind the fist and only ended up with so much force to crack the stone floor. More confusing than anything else, was how he was no longer feeling any kind of discomfort. There was no anxiety. No traces of any kind of worry whatsoever. If anything, a mild case of curiosity at best. Something within him just simply turned off after being so overwhelmed by the direct contact with that mare.

Soon the shaking hand came to a rest at the same time that his breathing and heart rate turned completely normal. This was followed by an odd chime that came from one of his link pearls. Brex then brought it out and answered in a monotone voice that was lacking any sort of emotion. “Hello Rory.” This just got a concerned tone from the girl as she replied in a hush volume as the rest of the girls could be heard somewhere in the background. “Master, our connection was lost for a few minutes there. Where are you now? It's so faint that I can only guess you're really far away.”

“Yeah... looking at the lion palace.”

“Why would you be all the way over there?”

“Much needed space.”

“I just got a report that you were spotted on the cameras near the elevators with both of the princesses. Now we're getting reports that we can't find them anywhere.”

“They'll be back in a little over an hour.”

“How are you doing?”

“I'm doing just fine. We can talk later; I'm going to hang up now...”

The item was put away and Brex found himself staring up at the moon that was directly across from the center of the palace. His mask was carefully taken off and held against his chest has he stared blankly at the bright orb in the sky. There were absolutely no indications of any real emotions to be crossing his face as the hazel-colored eyes were slightly faded. If anything, one might even say that they were turning lifeless as a dead fish. His entire form was already relaxed to where there was no tension at all to speak of. After releasing a slow exhale of air. Brex just relaxed on that rock without moving even a single strand of muscle until the appointed hour was up.

*Point of view: Princess Luna*
*Location: Castle of the Two Sisters*

Feminine grunts were being produced by the lunar princess as she struggled to remove the last remnants of the impossibly strong silk that was being used to restrain her older sister. One final grunt of effort signified that she had finally finished by ripping off what was binding Celestia's ankles together and stood with a huff as she crossed her arms and looked down at her silent sister who was still blankly staring straight up. She was just about to reprimand Celestia when she scrunched up her muzzle after taking a heavy whiff of a strong aroma that she neglected to acknowledge since arriving thanks to how busy she was up until then.

Her eyes began to almost water as she tried to pinch her nose shut and wave the air with her free hand to try and make the odor go away as she took a couple of steps back in shock. While still holding her nose tightly pinched shut. Luna called out to her sister with a mixture of amazement and disappointment in her eyes. “Sister! What atrocities have thou done? The sugaryness in the air is enough to make me vomit! Sir Gambit-.” Luna was suddenly cut off when she noticed her sister violently shaking her hips and squirting out onto the stone floor a stream of her fluids. This was also accompanied by her biting her lower lip to try and contain a muffled scream as her entire body tensed up all at once.

Even with her laying on her side. Both of Celestia's Wings shot out so quickly that it not only caused a storm of dust to fly away, but even knocked fist sized rocks hard enough to break one of the far-off windows that were just barely intact after surviving a thousand years of neglect. Luna was taken aback by this and slowly circled around so that she could get a better view of her sister's face while the mare was laying on the ground. When she did. Luna had this conflicted expression. Yes, she was disappointed at her own sister for losing control. But she was also very worried by the way the mare on the ground now had this creepy crazed look in her eyes.

With Luna squinting one eye, she then flinched upon saying the following to test a hypothesis. “Sir Gambit...” Celestia's eyes nearly rolled to the back as her entire body arched. Luna's ears could barely believe that she was even picking up the straining of muscles as a few of Celestia's bones gave some audible pops from the act. The one palm that was facing up now had the fingers fully extended as the other was already digging some fingernails into the ground and causing five noticeable scratches on the durable stone underneath. This was also accompanied by another intense orgasm that threatened to reach Luna's very hoofs with how powerful it came gushing out from between her older sisters’ thighs.

Celestia was breathing heavily through her nostrils as she was clearly attempting to not open her mouth as a guttural moan squeezed past her teeth. Luna on the other hand quickly stepped further away just in case she was to be hit with an unexpected orgasm. She promised herself that she would not use his name for the time being as to avoid any more surprises and waited for her sister to calm down. Eventually, her older sister regained her senses enough to sit up properly and to take stock as to where she was with an exhausted and bewildered expression.

Luna would have at least teleported a towel to try and cover up her sister in the meantime. But she was giving off so much heat that it might have caused any fabric to burst into flames upon contact with her body. Visible waves of distorted air were even being radiated off of the white skin in such a way that it distorted vision just a few inches above her form. It was a good thing that they were out in the middle of the forest where no one could possibly see them and Luna just allowed her sister a few more moments to reorientate herself before bombarding with a series of questions.

“Now that you have finally calmed down enough. I demand an explanation. And it better be good...” This got Celestia to place both of her hands on the sides of her face as an intense blush exploded and threatened to cause steam to erupt everywhere as she responded in a stutter without so much as sitting up straight. “L-Lulu... I-I just experienced my own version of a wall s-slam! It’s so much like what they write in those in the library.” This was even accompanied by her giving out a childlike squeal of delight.

Luna was taken aback by this statement and was unable to say anything as her face scrunched into a grimace before Celestia continued. “It's just like in those stories. A young man and stallion are in a hallway and she is suddenly pinned against the wall. But before she could protest, the stallion slams his palm right beside her head to shut her up. He was so aggressive~. So much power was used that I almost felt that my life was about to be snuffed out...” Her body after saying this was beginning to shiver as she let out a sensual moan from clearly reliving the event in her own mind. She then spoke again as she was taking in some heavy breaths of air.

“My recollection of events is all hazy. I remember the elevator. Then right as it opened, I saw... him. I was restrained and broke free and allowed my clothes to be torn off in the process. My core was on fire and I couldn't think of anything else but to have him! Nothing mattered. I was even willing to just force myself onto him and take what I wanted. But... he stopped me~. Luna! He... stopped... me! ME?!” By now, Celestia's eyes were already beginning to dilate as her chest was heaving so fast that it gave the impression that she was just stopping after running for her life.

A strained and crooked smile creeped on to her lips as she looked over to Luna with what the younger sister thought were hearts for but a split second before going on further. “Lulu, it felt amazing!!! No words were exchanged. He brought me under his control through brute force~. I was even tied up!” Celestia began to squeal to herself no better than an overly excited teenager that had just gone to a boy band concert after loading up on a ton of sugar beforehand. Luna was just about to retort after first giving herself a facepalm when she was rudely interrupted by even more ramblings coming from her sister who seemed to be going off into her own world.

“Even after losing control, I was still overpowered. Mother almost tore down half the castle to get to father when she was in a frenzied state. Oh my! Is this what they consider to be foreplay?! Oh dear, oh dear, I-I just I...” This was when Celestia chose to look around frantically and changed to that of pure anger before shooting off of the ground with the use of her wings to rush right up into Luna's face as she said the following in a cold, yet murderous tone that caught Luna by complete surprise in almost causing her to fall over.

“Where is he? Where did my mate go?! Did you interfere with us right as it was getting good?!?!” The older sister's eyes were practically burning as they were shifting to a blazing red. Teeth were exposed in an extremely aggressive manner. Obviously, the situation would have spiraled out of control if it was not for a flash and fizzle from her horn thanks to the inhibitor ring that was still locked in place. This of course drew both of their attention in an instant and caused Celestia's aggressive manner to evaporate and turn to that of confusion. While also slightly tilting her head. Luna said in a disbelieving tone as she reached up and started to tap at the ring with her right hands index finger. “Uh, dear sister? Is this not mine?”

Celestia’s eyes which were following the actions being done to the ring, were now slowly inching their way down until they were looking straight into Luna's own as she carefully asked her own question with an accusatory tone. “If this is yours... then why would he have it on hand?” Without realizing it, Luna absent-mindedly said, “Perhaps he took it from my room?” This turned out to be the wrong thing to say as Luna suddenly felt a pair of hands grasping tightly around her neck. A pained wheezing just barely escaped her mouth as she was suddenly pulled in so fast that she ended up slamming her own forehead into Celestia's as she was stared down by the now fuming elder sister.

To Luna, it may have been a trick of the mind, but she was almost certain that her sisters’ eyes had turned into reptile like slits after turning into shades of red and orange before returning to normal. Through much effort, Luna manages to wheeze out the following response. “I... had that ring before my banishment! *Cough!* He must have found it. *Cough!* In my old room! Sir Gambit was the one who brought me here! He’s going to come back! *Cough!* The mere mention of his name caused Celestia to have another one of her reactions and this released Luna from the death grip and fell to the ground. At the same time her older sister collapsed onto her tail and hunched herself over.

While still being preoccupied. Luna took the opportunity to cast the dampening spell onto her sister again. When the spell landed and was barely able to take hold. Luna turned to a state of shock again as she realized that it had absolutely no effect as Celestia's body was now too far gone. Luna was even fortunate enough that her old toy was used as to prevent her older sister from doing anything too rash while in this state. But at the very least, the mention of his name was able to temporarily incapacitate the now crazed mare in front of her if the need should arrive. After rubbing her neck a little bit and standing before the crumpled down Celestia.

Another spell was casted by Luna to produce a set of clothes for her older sister to wear. She then said in an authoritative tone, “Get dressed already. We both need to discuss a few things before he returns. If not, then I dare say we may end up taking too long before you lose yourself yet again.” That was when both princesses sat down while facing one another and began to go over everything that Celestia was going to try and do next until the full hour was up.

*Point of view: Brex Mith*
*Time: Fifty minutes later*
*Location: castle of the Two Sisters*

He appeared after coming out of the shadows and found that both of the princesses were now sitting on the second step going up when approaching the elevated throne. His senses were on high alert as he was able to perceive everything around him. His mind was still eerily calm as his emotions were still vacant from his own mind. With a passive gaze that practically looked right through the pair. He began to walk towards them and stopped once they were within a couple of meters. He could see that Celestia was wearing new clothing and the inhibitor ring was still snugly attached to the base of her horn.

He then used his hand to point over to Celestia before pointing straight up to cast some words in the air to start off their conversation. “She does not move or speak, understand?” Celestia was appearing to be a beaten puppy as she quickly looked up at him before glancing to the floor right as Luna replied. “Very well. Seeing as she has... acted unruly. Allow me to explain the reasoning for my dear sister's actions.”

“Make it brief.”

Luna coughed into her left fist before she spoke with an uneasy expression on her face. “I shall be blunt. Sir Gambit. As you may or may not know, my sister has a deep infatuation for thou.”

From behind his mask. Brex raised an eyebrow, yet he did not respond and just remained silent for a couple of seconds to produce an uncomfortable atmosphere before Luna continued along with her eyes shifting from left to right as she was clearly having some trouble with putting the next part to words. “Does thou know of the heat cycle us females go through?”

“I know about it.”

“Oh good. Then this will make it much simpler. Alicorns have a very unique estrus cycle that we undergo. As other ponies get it within every three months. We tend to have a far more powerful variation that hits us when we perceive to have met a compatible mate.”

“No.”

“Huh... No?! Please allow me to-.”

“I will not be her mate.”

“Hear us out before you make any sudden decisions. I implore you.”

For Brex. He just stood there with his arms crossed as a indifferent expression was still plastered onto his face. He really had no idea what was happening with his indifference and lack of empathy. If it was at any other time then he would just be getting out of there as quickly as possible. Instead, the Roegadyn was completely fine with being within such a close proximity. Not even the constant paranoia of Celestia and what she could possibly do was crossing his mind. In fact, he didn't even look directly at the solar princess and disregarded her very existence as nothing more than a pile of dust and only kept his full attention onto Luna as she began to go further into explaining.

*Point of view: Engineer*
*Location: Currently on board a train heading to the South*

The heavy wheels grinding along the tracks could be heard from outside of a train car that had a walkway on the left side and a number of rooms along the right that had their doors all closed. The ground was lined with a velvet red carpet and brass fixtures were used for the lighting system and handles that were attached to the doors that ran along the corridor.

While facing in the direction that would lead to the rear of the train itself. The stallion could be seen holding onto the body of a dead female Griffin by the face as the rest of it was being lifted off the ground. There were no visible signs of injuries, but the way it dangled gave the strong impression that the neck was cleanly snapped when the train began to make a slight turn on the tracks as his form remain stationary.

With an unamused look on his face. Engineer said the following from under his breath as he carefully opened the window next to him and stuffed the body out before closing it shut and clapping his hands together to get rid of any dust that got on them. “And that makes number four. A real shame. If they'd only tried to talk instead of coming at me. Oh well~.” He suddenly snapped his fingers as if remembering something and headed down the walkway and stopped at the next to last door to open it up. When he did this. He was able to catch Daring Do as she was lounging back on a reclining bed that had extended from the wall after pulling the back side of the chair down.

A quill and parchment were in her hand to show that she was making a few notes which he presumably thought to be reminders for her future book. After closing the door and taking a seat across from her. Engineer leaned over and rested his elbow on the windowsill to prop up his head that now had a board look. Daring Do raised an eyebrow at him before returning her attention to her notes as she spoke up. “I thought you were looking for something to keep you amused?” The stallion responded after giving a long and very drawn-out yawn. “I did I did. The amusement didn't last me long enough. How long is it again until we hit the next town?”

Daring Do looked up thoughtfully as she started to use the tip of the quills feather to tap on the side of her head before she spoke up after a couple of seconds. “I'd say the day after tomorrow. It will be at a small outpost as we pass the mountains and begin to enter the desert. After that we just have to hold on until we get near the center for another town and we have to meet a contact of mine to join a caravan to head over to the West. You do remember the specifics, right?” Engineer’s eyes went wide as his attention was locked towards what was passing by the train and this made Daring Do give a shake of the head and toss over a couple of papers to him.

Engineer began to look over the lines and a couple of small pictures attached with paper clips on the top to quickly sum up what was to be waiting for them. A couple of weeks ago a number of monsters decided to attack a traveling merchant and their guards while they had gotten lost in a sandstorm. What made it odd was the way the sand was not passing by and staying in the same area for days on end. Eventually, the merchant and bodyguards made it to what appeared to be the eye of the storm which stretched out to nearly a mile and a half wide.

At the very center was an obelisk that shot out from the sand to stand at nearly a hundred meters tall. The top had a point with four sides that barely made it half a meter wide as the base became wider for a total of six. With the sun being directly overhead. It made it easy for them to take in the site of many carvings on the flat surface of varying shapes and designs that were reminiscent of ancient equestrian. They expected it to be made out of stone. But upon closer inspection it was discovered to be made out of a black metal substance that was still smooth as a piece of glass even though it was obviously there for an extended period of time.

Seeing as the storm was not budging an inch and creating the image of a solid wall of shifting sand from how far they were from it after being next to the obelisk. Night soon fell as they recovered their strength and reorganized their supplies before heading out the next day. Although, one of the members took it upon themselves to explore and found a passageway that was just barely big enough for a person to crawl through and tried to find some treasure on their own. This was witnessed by a few others as they attempted to stop the one who went in. Unfortunately, they were too late right as a bone curdling scream of agony was echoing through the hole.

This marked the arrival of stone-based monsters to come crawling out of the shifting sand all around the structure and nearly surround the merchant group after a couple of seconds went by. More than a third of them ended up being killed as the rest made a run for it and escaped only for the fact that the monsters were far too slow to give chase. It also helps that they were hesitant to go too far from their spawning point and this allowed the others to escape by running into the storm. This led to several days going by until the remnants of the party finally made it to an outpost and reported what had happened to the guards.

From some of the partially blurred and shakily taken pictures attached to the paperwork. Engineer could easily see that these were closely resembling that of stone, gold and other such designs that strongly coincided with lizards with bulky midsections that would crawl on all fours. Unlike the service ones he had seen being utilized in the city of Canterlot with streamlined and exact dimensions. These concepts were completely lost on these in the desert. Soon he noticed from the corner of his vision that Daring Do was shifting her gaze towards him and back to her notes at random times. He then sparked up a conversation as he was still going over the paperwork.

“About what happened in Ponyville. Was I really in any danger?”

Daring Do gave a slight pause before responding. “You really don't know, do you?”

“I know all about estrus, but not firsthand.”

“I can't say if that's a blessing or a curse. Well, I suppose it depends on what way you're looking at it. If you're the type of stallion that's into the whole idea of mare's practically throwing themselves at you, then I guess it's a good thing. The real problem is the ones that don't know how to take a no for an answer. Most of us don't even get a chance to be with a stallion for our entire lives and the prospect of one being right there during these instances of intense arousal tends to put us over the edge.”

Engineer raised an eyebrow as he gave his next question. “Just how far is over the edge?”

Daring Do closed her eyes before resting the quill into its holder and placing the paper she was using right on to the table before answering as a grunt of annoyance escaped her lips. “Just how old are you? You know what, never mind, don't even answer that. Sometimes I feel like I'm dealing with a teenager. Okay let's start off with most just become more flirtatious. Then you get the more aggressive types that will hound the stallion almost non-stop. Next are the fanatical that will do just about anything to earn the stallion’s favor. Lastly are the minority that would go so far as to break the law and even kidnap the stallions.”

“Do you mean those Herd Cults?”

“No, those are completely separate. Their instincts completely override their sense of reasoning and become more violent to get what they want. A higher percentage occurs to those that don't have a partner whether it be a stallion or another mare. Common offenses would be locking them up in their house or breaking into the stallion’s residence to molest them. The crazier ones would go so far as to even kill in order to gain a stallion's attention. I don't know if it happened or if it was just a sick rumor that was spread a couple of years back. But a story started to circulate about a family that was nearly wiped out after the middle daughter wanted to get this particular stallion in their home town.”

Daring Do had this concerned expression as she paused for a moment before continuing. “There were subtle differences as it was passed from mouth to mouth. But it basically summed up to the same conclusion. There was a stallion that was just barely hitting sixteen and a family of five which included a father, mother in all sisters. The daughters were infatuated with the stallion that was about to come of age to where they were almost always seen nearby the male. Whether it was in class or out on the streets.”

Her expression became more disturbed as she went on. “No one knew exactly what was the cause to start it all up. But the youngest of the three somehow got it in her head that she was not going to win so long as there were other obstacles. This led to her killing her immediate family members in some sick attempt to be the only one left to be chosen to be the stallion’s mate.”

“Oh damn! That's hardcore loony shit there!”

“Yep. Some say poison was used at dinner. Another has the mare killing them off in their sleep. Another messed up version has her somehow going through an elaborate plan to turn her family against one another and get them to kill themselves off. It just kept getting darker and darker until eventually it turned into accusations of her eating her family in hopes that she would somehow gain all the traits that the male found appealing.”

“That sounds like some chem dealer shit right there. She must have been hyped up on gallons of psycho!”

“What psycho?”

“Oh, it's just a drug that some people take to boost their performances. Anyhow, has there been any word on what else was found out over there?”

“Nothing. Just as it says right there in your hands, the monsters won't pop out until we get within a certain set distance, so a camp has been established right at the very inside edge of the eye of the storm. We can get the necessary equipment at the final stop and we'll have no choice but to hoof the rest of the way once we get close to the storm. Flying is going to be impossible so I'll be grounded.”

“Expecting any competition?”

“It's ME we're talking about. Of course we're going to run into somebody that I know who wants to take my head for one reason or another.”

Engineer snickered to himself while turning his attention away from Daring Do before saying, “Only your head huh? If it were me, I take the whole thing.” This earned him a hard hit to the side of the head by a red velvet pillow that had just been tossed by Daring Do with a loud huff. While giving out a laugh and going through the trouble of peeling it off of his face. Engineer got a glimpse out of the window of some shiny reflective object that was approaching the train at a similar speed from within the air. With a murderous glint behind is now happy expression. The stallion got up from his chair and started to exit the cabin when Daring Do called out to him.

“Where are you going now?” He had already stepped out and was in the middle of sliding the door closed when he replied with one simple saying with a carefree attitude. “We're going to have dinner soon, right? So, I'm just going to stretch my legs and work up a little appetite. Don't wait up for me if you're feeling a little peckish.” Yet as he was only a few inches from closing the door the rest of the way. Engineer could just barely make out Daring Do saying something along the lines of, “Stallions... can't live with them and can't live without them.”

(Play this to know what song He's whistling.)

And with that, Engineer quietly walked to the tail end of the train while whistling a little tune that was strongly reminiscent to something that would be playing on the radio back at the Commonwealth. He even went so far as to pull out the rifle that Brex had given him to get the weapon all set up. Even though it was big enough to require two hands to aim properly. The gaming mechanic of this world allowed him to wield it with one hand. Which meant he was able to hold on to a second item in his left. This turning out to be an exact replica of the machete from his other world and crafted using the alloys from this one while he was using the workshop in the mountains.

The only difference was that he intentionally engraved a symbol of skull and crossbones, while also incorporating a slot for magical crystals to be placed in thanks to an example given by his friend’s items during their last get together. Eventually, he found himself at the Connecting Point between the last two cars and raised his machete up to his eyes so that he could view himself in Its reflection. Within the blink of an eye his entire body was enveloped in flames and burned away his form. This exposed his burning skull figure with empty socketed eyes staring straight at him from the blade.

With a strangely smooth yet demonic voice. He said the next bit with a whimsical tone that did not match his current appearance quite well. “Just got to love it when they give you some pre-dinner entertainment!” Then he started to give off a noticeable sniff from the air before he continued and caused his skeletal jaw to twist into a disturbing smile and continued before slamming the door open and closing it just as fast after entering the next car. “They better be livelier than the last bunch.”

The scene then shows the last car as a handful of winged Flyers were filing in one after another through the last door being held open. There must have been at least eight Griffins wearing some black outfits that were comprised of cloth and painted armor that would allow them to be stealthy while flying. Every single one of them was wearing a set of goggles with a green tent. This meant that they all had night vision and did not require any of the lights within the car to be lit to move around freely.

When the last came in and the door was closed, did one of the members yell out in frustration. “HAY! Who lit the lights?! I'm going to pluck every single feather off of your body and use them to tar and feather you all over again!” Frantically, one of them ran to the burning light to try to extinguish it, but released a startled scream when that one found out that it was the flaming skull of engineer in his transformed state after rounding a stack of baggage. This prompted half of them to pull out miniature crossbows that were modified to have an automatic reload cartridge underneath and they began to fire multiple shots into his body.

Engineer would have been seen grinning at this if he had an actual face to do it with as the miniature bolts became halfway lodged into his body. Small flames jetted out from each one of the punctures to envelop the rest of the protruding items within a matter of seconds. Eventually he had more than thirty sticking out of his body and this only added to the amount of light being produced and illuminated even more of the baggage car. He then thought the following to himself as he nonchalantly held out both of his arms to look down at his body and then back up at the rest to shake his head slowly to show his disappointment.

“If this is the best they got, then I'll be lucky if they last more than a few minutes. Also, I kind of feel bad for the person that has to clean up this train because of me.” From his perspective. Engineer could practically see the evil auras that were being produced by each of the others in the car with him. Going off of their bodies framework, along with the tail and protruding beaks that were covered up with masks that obviously were equipped with a filtering system. It was easy to come to the conclusion that this was a group of Griffins.

The demonic engineer began to make an inward hissing sound as his chest slowly expanded. The flames that were originally escaping his body were now being sucked in through the holes along with the metal bolts one after another. He then threw his head back for but a second before arching himself forward and opening his skeletal jaw to produce a reign of burning red hot bolts towards the group in a widespread. In a way, it was no different than unloading a wide spray with a shotgun and this hit every single one of the combatants in varying areas.

When a bolt did not miss and hit either the floor, walls or ceiling of the car. It was the Griffins who were being incapacitated after having one of their limbs be struck. The unlucky ones were either hit in the forehead, neck or main body with enough force that the projectile was either lost within their bodies or went right through to hit the far wall. A couple lost the use of one or both wings. While others were disarmed after getting struck in the arms or legs. Of course, it all ended up with them laying on the ground after dropping their weapons and writhing in pain. Regrettably for them, the moving train was making it nearly impossible for anyone to hear anything that was going on from within the last train car and their screams for help were falling on deaf ears.

One attempted to hobble away as both arms were paralyzed after getting hit in critical areas above the elbows and shoulder blades. But before she could even get close to the back door. A burning chain came out of nowhere that had apparently snaked its way around some of the Fallen comrades and wrapped around her right ankle and harshly pulled her into the air and straight for Engineer. His transformed gun was held straight ahead to impale the extended blade through the skull and allowed the body to just limply hang off of the weapon as the legs dangled just an inch off of the ground.

The gun barrel itself was already preoccupied as a glowing red-hot chain was slowly being pulled inside and produced a subtle clanking of metal until the last of it escaped down the chamber. When looking over to his hand that was holding on to the gun. One could just make out the remnants of the chain coming out of the handle and snaking its way up his arm and to position itself back to going over his shoulder and chest no differently than a snake that was returning to its owner. Apparently, it had been slowly released during that little display of violence and was ready to snatch the first one that tried to run away after exiting the gun that was still pointed at the ground at the time.

As for the one that was still on the blades edge for his gun. Engineer slowly maneuvered his arm so that her head was brought closer to his own. As the rest were barely able to watch what was going on due to their injuries. A chorus of horrified screams came all at once when they witnessed him opening his jaw and taking a large chunk of flesh and cloth from the upper right arm of the dead body in one quick bite. The clothing was instantly burned away as it floated in the flames and the teeth were already chewing on the flesh that was in the midst of being cooked at the same time from the fire.

He then started to laugh at the top of his lungs as he said the next line with an eager demonic tone as the entire car was being enveloped in flames that gushed out from his pants legs. “Daddy's having chicken tonight! Hahaha!” What came next should have been a part of some horror film as bodies were being burned alive and torn to bits. Some even tried to fight back, but only found their weapons to melt in their own hands after each failed attempt. If one was to watch from the outside and look in from the murky windows that line the cars walls. Then they would have only been able to see the bright lights of flames and the silhouettes of bodies flying with a large figure closely following behind at a casual pace.

The scene then shows Daring Do. Who was already sitting in the dining car further up the train and holding on to a menu as her free hand was aggressively tapping on to the table from feeling impatient towards Engineer’s lack of company. Her mood suddenly brightened up when she caught a glimpse of Engineer coming her way and sitting on the other side of the small booth to pick up his own menu as if nothing was wrong. She then casually glanced just above the edge of her menu before speaking up in a somewhat bored tone. “Didn’t take all that long. Did you find entertainment?”

The stallion then gave her a huge smile with visible pearly white teeth that almost reflected the candles that were set up in the room as he replied with an energetic voice. “Oh yeah I'm good now. Let's see what they got on the menu!” Daring Do gave him a coy smile as she nonchalantly mentioned that there was no meat being served on the train. Although she quickly gave a surprise expression when he made no fuss about it and was mindlessly looking through the section with vegetables and murmuring to himself about what he should have.

Her gaze shifted from left to right to make sure that no one was sitting close enough to hear what she was about to whisper and slowly leaned in with a flat look. “You ate more jerky when I wasn't looking, didn't you?” He retorted to that by putting on a show that he was deeply offended by leaning his head back and placing a hand onto his chest before retorting to the accusation. “Miss! You wound me! I can't help that I'm being made out to be some child that is a super picky eater. I'll have you know that I have learned to accept any kind of dish as it would prevent my demise through starvation.”

Even with hearing what he had just said. The Pegasus’s eyes barely budge as she was still staring intently into his to search for any deceitful traces. After a couple of seconds of silence went by without either one making any movements. Engineer broke down and gave out a loud huff as he rolled his eyes and exclaimed. “Okay fine, you got me! I did eat some earlier before coming to dinner.” This got a smirk from the mare as she leaned back into her chair and picked up her menu with a confident victory plastered onto her face before saying, “Hah! Can't deceive a seasoned adventurer like me. But I do appreciate that you did it away from the dining car. There's no problem on my end if you eat meat, but I'm not entirely sure on how the others would react.”

After giving their orders to a waiter that eventually came by. The stallion looked into his items after bringing up his arm with the Pip-Boy and reviewed what he picked up from his latest kills. There was the following items that were not destroyed from his actions. Six level thirty-eight leather armor, four repeating crossbows with poisoned ammo, eight normal size swords, seven daggers and one note that was heavily stained with blood. Most of which was unable to be made out due to the pouch it was contained inside of to be right next to a large wound that gush enough to seep inside. Although he did make out the gist of it as it gave some indications to the obelisk and making sure that their targets on this train never made it there.

Engineer then regretted that he allowed himself to go a little overboard and not take a prisoner to interrogate. He even went over in his mind about how it was to take that bite out of that Griffin before going on to take out the rest. Right now, it sort of made him feel bad that he enjoyed it back then. If anything, it saved a lot of time on eating if he was just to go into his transformed state and put raw meat into his mouth so that it would be instantly cooked by the time he swallowed it. He then raised an inquisitive eyebrow as he looked down to his stomach and wondered the following as well.

“Wait, if I eat something while transformed into a skeleton... where exactly does it go? Does it vaporize? Maybe I still have some non-existent stomach? I swear, if it goes right down my pants and get stuck in my boots then I'm going to be really pissed off.” He then made a personal promise that whenever he got a chance, then he was going to experiment and take off his boots to find out where exactly the food goes. He also thought about the implications of whether or not he had to go to the bathroom while in that state. And if the answer was yes, then what would the toilet go through when he expelled his bowels? His face even blanched at the idea of ever having explosive diarrhea in the middle of a fight.