Conversion Bureau: Chainsaws Beat Friendship

Chapters

Chapter 1: The Slayer Appears
Chapter 2: The Slayer Steals Limited-Edition Jewelry
Chapter 3: The Slayer Visits The (cursed) Nation of Britain
Chapter 4: The Slayer Plans His Visit

Chapter 1: The Slayer Appears

Somewhere in the orbit of the earth, a small flickering red light can be seen. The red light flickers faster and faster, slowly growing larger. Suddenly, with a brilliant flash of bright red, a massive floating castle-like space station slowly glides into this new universe with an ear-splitting roar.

Inside the station, all power is off. Only a slight hum can be heard, slowly increasing in intensity. After a few moments, a single monitor flicks on, and a speaker can be heard. “Awaken, slayer.”, droned the cyborg Samuel Hayden in a monotone voice. “We appear to have been pulled into a different reality. I am attempting to power the Fortress.” After a few seconds of humming, the Fortress of Doom’s power and lights flickered on. The slayer stood up, having fallen to the ground due to tremendous shaking, and looked around. “Slayer, I only have 20% power to work with.” said Hayden, “ I will need more power to get us out of this reality.”

The slayer walked over to the nearest monitor, which displayed a map of the earth. He simply pointed towards it. “Understood. I am scanning earth now, slayer. 30%. 64% 100% complete.” reported Hayden. “It appears that this alternate earth is also facing an infestation. However, I detect no argent energy whatsoever. This earth appears to be a past one.”

The Slayer simply pointed to the map of the earth again. “Understood, slayer.”, Hayden responded. “Connecting to local news feeds right now.” A secondary monitor in the control room flickered on, displaying a channel called “FOX news”. The stereotypical news anchor said “Good evening, folks at home. In a surprising turn of events, the extraterrestrial creatures who we call “ponies”, have declared war on all of humanity. Here’s a clip of the statement from their leader, who is referred to as “Princess Celestia”. Run the clip, Tim! “

“Citizens of Earth. Humans. I, Princess Celestia, leader of the nation of Equestria, declare war on all evil. Humans are flawed. Inherently evil. I vow to change this, spreading the ways of harmony by force. However, you have an opportunity. Surrender now, and lives will be saved. Those we cannot convert will have to be killed.”

“You, All of humanity, have 12 hours to respond.”

After a few moments of silence, Hayden said “Slayer, this was 14 days ago. Through the use of forced genetic modification through gases of unknown origin, the ponies can convert any human to a pony. These transformed beings forget their past lives and are instantly brainwashed by “Celestia''. Earth is 60% consumed.”

The Slayer silently pondered as Hayden continued to speak. “I sense artifacts of great power belonging to those “ponies.” I require possession of them for our return to our native reality, Slayer.”

The Slayer silently processed this. He simply turned, walking towards the main portal frame and pressing the button to activate it. “Before I prepare the portal, you will need weapons, slayer,” said Hayden. “I only have enough power to manufacture one. What is your choice?”

The Slayer walked over to the fabrication machine, selecting an item from the small selection screen. “The combat shotgun is fabricated, Slayer. Enter the portal when you wish.”
The Slayer cocked his shotgun, nodded slightly, and entered the portal.

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“SENDING THE BOMBER PEGASI”, Shouted a pegasus dressed in armor. “Keep squadrons 3 and 4 as reserves. We don’t know if those humans will survive our attack.” calmly responded Air Ace, a grey pegasus. “We need to take out this rebel camp so we can advance.”
As ponies scurried around the temporary base full of chariots and tents, he contemplated what the next move would be. Humans had already proven very resilient, however, when attacked with gas, were completely unprepared. Many smaller countries had surrendered immediately, and human weapons were weak against shields. Princess Celestia was using a powerful artifact of unknown origin to power her massive shield that slowly expanded, preventing all human “Bomber Planes” and “Missiles” from entering.

The ponies had the full advantage, but recently, they had run into fierce rebel resistances as enthusiastic as they were unorganized. They struck out in guerilla attacks, in the dead of night, and simply wanted to kill as many of the ponies as possible. Currently, they are raiding a rebel base located in “Mexico City”, an urban jungle with many decrepit abandoned buildings.
In a massive “Zoo”, these humans made a compound with shacks, armories, battlements, and pits to stop ground charges.

They even had a powerful weapon, called a “tank” with a massive weapon similar to Griffon cannons. Pegasi dropping ponification potions and gas canisters were currently raiding the base. Suddenly, an assistant ran into the command tent, yelling “Captain help! We have an uhh… situation. Quick, look over here.” He used his horn to pull up a magical screen, scrying upon the friendly troops. These were special-ops ponies, making their way through the inner parts of the compound. They were making their way through a well-lit hallway, with unicorns in the back making a magical shield, and earth ponies upfront with melee weapons and metal shields.

"Advance slowly, lads.", said the leader of the group, a grizzled veteran who had led numerous missions. "These human bastards are sneaky."

Suddenly, a massive human with insanely muscular arms wearing full protective armor busted through a door in front of them. He dashed forward, walking through the shields placed by the unicorns, slamming his fist directly into the first earth pony shield, shattering it completely with only his fist. He activated a wrist-mounted blade, brutally slamming it into the head of his first opponent, resulting in a massive spray of blood and gore.

“QUICK RETURN FIRE”, shouted the squad commander, but it was too late to react.

By the time the unicorns prepared to launch magic at this hulking beast of an opponent, he was inside the shield, pulling out his weapon, and letting it rip. A stream of rapid-fire buckshot left the barrel, turning the small frames of the unicorn spellcasters into red mush riddled with bullet holes. After he ran out of ammunition, he removed what appeared to be a vibrating spiked blade from his back, pulling a ripcord, and sawing the last pony left standing clean in two.

The screen cut out, and after a few moments of silence, “We need some special forces to deal with this bastard. ALRIGHT, EVERYPONY, I WANT VISUALS ON THIS MADMAN, STAT. WE NEED TO PREVENT HIM FROM GETTING HERE.” Ordered Air Ace, while the rest of the tent resumed its activity. “What was that?” asked his second-in-command, Blade Dancer, a female earth pony. “I don’t know”, said Ace, “But I don’t want to be the one who finds out.”

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The Slayer appeared in this new world. Right away, he sprang into action. He immediately started to walk through the halls, searching for his target.

“I will mark the targets on your HUD, Slayer.”, helpfully said Hayden. “You will need to eliminate the targets and claim their necklaces, which consist of extremely powerful ‘harmonic’ energy.”.

The Slayer nodded, and busted through the door in front of him, rounding the corner into a hallway, and spotted some opponents. He sprinted over, slamming his fist into their shield, disabling it, and activated his fully automatic shotgun attachment, shredding his opponents. He swapped over to his chainsaw and sawed the remaining opponent clean in half.

After dealing with his first threat quite quickly and efficiently, he continued through the halls of the makeshift compound, smashing ponies as he passed them.

“Slayer, I suggest you make a stop at the armory of the local humans. My initial scans indicate many weapons for your use.”

The Slayer paused after hearing this, then turned to the left towards the armory, and started marching. After a few minutes, he walked up to a locked door, which he smashed in with his fist.

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Hugo was having one hell of a day.

Ponies had invaded a few days ago, ruining his life completely. He had quickly joined up with a military force for safety, and after he messed up a scouting patrol, was sentenced to cleaning guns and stocking the armory, the most boring job in the whole base. Of course, this wasn’t helped by the fact that the ponies were currently raiding the base, so he did the most logical thing: arm himself and wait. He wasn’t cut out for firefights at all, constantly anxious, so he simply waited. While he waited for friendly forces or enemies to arrive, he lit himself what he hoped would not be his last cigarette.

Suddenly, the door was slammed through by a gloved hand, completely knocking it out of its shoddily constructed frame. A hulk of a man walked through, wearing futuristic combat armor that was covered with bloodstains. “Oh god oh god oh god oh my god”, He thought to himself, cowering in fear. The massive man turned to face him and simply pointed towards a sign that said: “Armas”. Hugo thought about it for a second, before scurrying off to get the biggest, strongest guns he could remember seeing. After a few seconds, he returned, holding a crate full of guns.

Most of these were massive rifles, with a few LMGs sprinkled in, but one thing caught his eye. An experimental auto rifle, way too big for someone of normal size to wield. He picked it up, with visible effort, and handed it to the absolute monster that stood before him. The man inspected his new weapon, before silently nodding, grabbing some ammunition, and heading out. He paused on his way out, seeing a sawn-off double-barrel shotgun, and grabbing that in one hand, leaving the room with thunderous footsteps.

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“You are nearing a large opening, Slayer,” said Hayden. “I recommend you prepare for battle.”

The Slayer cocked his combat shotgun, nodded, and kicked his way through the door, yet again reducing it to wooden splinters. Before him, he could see human prisoners being chained up and led away.
The nearest pony looked at him and shouted, “HEY I SEE ONE HERE WITH WEAPONS! HE JU- AAAAAAAGH”, before he had his face blasted in. The thunderous shot rang through the room, echoing slightly, and all the heads turned towards him.

With vicious intensity, he loaded up his fresh new rifle, slammed the bolt into place, and started blasting. Ponies everywhere ducked for cover, human prisoners scattered, and chaos ensued. The slayer ran quickly towards his nearest opponent, shattering its pony skull with a gloved fist, and turning his shots towards a small group of ponies organizing an attack. Suddenly, he was hit from behind by an extraordinarily bulky horse, stumbling forwards slightly. He quickly turned around, but it was too late.

The pony had time to slam him again, and he fell on his back. The offending horse leaped on him, wielding a sword attached to its helmet, trying to stab his throat. He gathered his strength before throwing the pony off long enough to get a grip on his recently acquired double-barrel shotgun. As the pony jumped on him again, he shoved the massive shotgun into its maw, blasting the contents of its head into the air in a rain of gore.

After this was dealt with, he dashed forwards into a group of ponies, staggering them with a single shot to the chest from his rifle, and stabbing and slashing his way through attacking troops with vigour. His close call had angered him. Seems he was weakened with the flight into another reality. He noticed that in the back of the room, a few ponies had set up a loose formation, attempting to cast powerful spells.

Before he could open fire, fireballs started to shoot towards him. He dodged most, allowing a few to hit him, and activated the “Full Auto” attachment on his combat shotgun, completely shredding his opponents into not much more than twitching piles of flesh. “Slayer, you are nearing the end of the compound. Between you and your target lies an open field. I recommend an alternate route, said VEGA. “I will mark this on your HUD as well.” The Slayer looked towards his new route, finding a small trap door with a ladder tucked in the corner of the room. He lifted the trapdoor and started to climb down.

He is bathed in complete darkness, the only thing he can sense is the smell of rusty metal and damp wood. The only sound heard, aside from the occasional rat, is his own footsteps. The soft, robotic voice of Haydem rang out in the tunnel, saying “Activating night vision mode, Slayer” before his view was tinged green and he could again see most of his surroundings.

The Slayer marched off into the tunnel after his target, the so-called "Elements of Harmony", preparing to free the earth from invasion for what must have been the 50th time now.

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Air Ace wasn’t doing very well. At first, his troops were destroying these rebels. They had taken most of the facility with very few losses, over 40 captured enemies, and were already expanding the region controlled by celestia’s harmonic magic. Then, the damn armored beast showed up. Every unit he came into contact with was dispatched with insane efficiency. And worst of all? He was headed their way.

The last time anypony had seen him was in the large cafeteria in the human base. Based on magic scans of the building, he was in the sewers. “Damnit…” thought Air Ace, “I'm best at organizing troops for air combat.” Luckily for him, he had a lieutenant he could count on combat-wise. “Blade Dancer, come here for a second. I’ve got an… assignment.”

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The only sound that could be heard echoing through the dark tunnel was the squelch of boots on the muddy earth. The Doomslayer slowly stomped ahead. He slowly reached a small room with a grate on the floor. He walked over and gripped the edge of the grate, slowly lifting it up to open the exit, grinding rust off of the grate. “Slayer, you will need to travel through the sewers for approximately 500 more meters. Afterwards you will reach an exit.”

The slayer paused, then nodded slightly, letting out an affirmative grunt. He climbed down into the open chamber, continuing on through the sewers. After a little while he reached the exit, where a ladder up to a higher level awaited him. He climbed up the ladder, flipped open the hatch, and suddenly, he found himself being lifted off of his feet and flung across the room.

With a resounding crack he slammed into the brick wall behind him, finding himself in a room quite a bit larger than the tunnels before, with actual lights, albeit flickering, dim ones. Before him stood an ambush, a squad of ponies, some with swords, some with horns, all preparing to attack. He was mildly surprised that the horses had swords in their mouths, which seemed like a stupid way to fight, but he saw a few with spiked armor, or blades mounted on their legs.

“QUICK, OPEN FIRE!” shouted a black pony he assumed must be the commander, but his thoughts were cut short as fireballs started flying towards him. He dodged to the side, preparing to rush forward, but the larger ponies wielding melee weapons blocked his path. He rushed forward directly into them, bowling over the first, then finishing him with a shot to the head, then opening fire on the next few ahead of him. A few tried to circle behind but failed. After he took down the first few, the commander, waiting behind the frontline, shouted “TAKE SHIELD FORMATION!”.

In front of him, the ponies with horns began to channel magic and started to form a wall of pure energy. They created a few walls between him and the ponies in melee combat, which seemed to not affect the ponies in any way. They could simply walk through it. He tried to reach through but on contact, his arm hit what felt like a physical wall. He ran around the wall and tried to rush up the ponies’ flank, but concentrated fire from the spellcasters made him take cover behind a pillar. He then decided to activate his shoulder-mounted grenade launcher, shooting a flaming ball of explosives at the shield. After the loud explosion, he ran forward to kill his targets with inhuman speed, but he was blocked. A massive hulk of a pony rammed him to the side, slamming him into a support pillar.

“DIE, YOU EVIL BASTARD” roared the pony, slamming his front legs into the Slayer. The Slayer looked unaffected by the bludgeoning, grabbing the forelegs of the stallion, and holding them away from him. He then activated his shoulder-mounted Flame Belch flamethrower, burning the skin from the stallion’s head. As the still burning lifeless husk fell, The Slayer quickly grabbed a nearby metal pipe and flung it like a javelin at the momentarily unprotected Spellcasters. He managed to hit a blue-and-purple mare in the jaw, immediately snapping the neck. This distraction seemed to weaken the focus of the other casters, and as the magical shield wavered, he revved up his chainsaw, sawing an opening into pure energy.

As he started to push through, the unicorn’s fear of his raw power proved enough to make them lose focus completely and the shield fell. Quickly he dropped down to one knee, as all the unicorns blasted magic at him. He quickly swapped to his Auto Rifle, blasting off all of their front legs in one clean left-to-right sweep of fire. As he stepped forward to finish off the unicorns, the black mare who looked to be in command slashed at him with a blade attached to her foreleg.

As he dodged to the side, he noticed that she kept pace with him as she kept preventing him from lining up a good shot. Thinking quickly, he extended his wrist blade, parrying a few thrusts and slashes with his left hand, while he dropped the rifle and reached back for his shotgun. The mare noticed this, and with a quick flick of her blade, stabbed his unprotected left arm desperately, but this wasn't enough pain to even slow down the Slayer. His arm steadily brought the sawed-off double-barrel to the mare's head, and he blew her skull to bits mercilessly.

After finishing her off, he quickly dashed forward to finish off the brutally maimed unicorns, picking up his rifle and rattling off some automatic fire at the barely crawling ponies, mangling their bodies beyond recognition.

“Well done, Slayer. According to combat effectiveness, the “ponies” stand very little chance against you. Continue onward, as we are nearing your objective.”

The Slayer nodded as he then calmly reloaded, continuing on the path to his target.

Author's Note

Yeah, its pretty bizarre to have the Doomslayer hack-and-slash the conversion bureau universe to pieces, but i had this idea a little while ago. Please criticize me (constructively)

Chapter 2: The Slayer Steals Limited-Edition Jewelry

The Slayer continued down the dark tunnel, occasionally pausing to make sure the sewer sounds were only rats and nothing else. After about two minutes of walking, he arrived at an intersection with four potential paths. “Slayer, the most direct route to your target has an 87.3% chance of being an ambush, as your enemies expect you to come from there. If you take an alternate route, you can avoid a potential confrontation.”

The Slayer shook his head. With a grim determination, he started forward on the original path. No pony could stand in his way. He was a force of malevolent rage, a protector of humanity, and he had faced far worse than these… pony-things.

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Air Ace was really worried now. The thing had dispatched the most elite of his unicorns, and killed his lieutenant, Blade Dancer, like it was nothing. A ruthless killing machine that he couldn’t foresee being stopped anytime soon was on its way to his charges, Fluttershy and Rarity of the elements of harmony.

Thanks to new advancements, each element was able to use an immense amount of Harmonic Magic to generate small pockets of the Harmonic Dome that protected the main base of the pony incursion. This would be needed on the most difficult fronts, so two elements were sent to various fronts around the world, where they were needed most. He nervously paced around his command tent, then quickly called over a random pegasus.

“Quickly, tell the flight squadron commander to get the elements to a safe location right now. This is not a drill, private. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir! I will get it prepared.”

He then quickly grabbed one of the magic-charged sending crystals used to communicate among the troops. “I need an elite pony strike team ASAP. Also, send over the experimental human tank division.”

“Are you sure sir? This is very-”

“Trust me, I’m sure. This is of utmost importance.”

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The Slayer finally stopped before a ladder leading up to the surface. Before he ascended, he heard the familiar voice of Dr. Hayden in his ear.

“Slayer, I sense the targets attempting to escape. You have limited time until they take off.”
A timer appeared in the corner of his vision, counting down from 5:43.

“You will need to reach the target before they take off, estimated time, five minutes and forty-three seconds. Good luck, Slayer.”

The Slayer paused, quickly deciding to prime his grenade launcher. He then clambered up the ladder, punching open the heavy manhole with relative ease. Taking a look around, he found himself in a small area surrounded by sandbags and flipped over tables, all facing towards him.
Behind these rapidly-erected barricades were many ponies, some unicorns, some pegasi, some earth ponies. He heard a pony shout “OPEN FIRE” and a bunch of unicorns shot bolts of magic towards him.

The Slayer rapidly turned to face the largest group of them, launching a grenade, and then he changed his target to a group of three heavily armored ponies. He then opened fire on them with his huge assault rifle and was surprised to see his massive rounds simply push them back rather than pierce their armor. He then heard Dr. Hayden talking to him again.

“Slayer, they seem to be wearing armor enhanced with a near-unpierceable energy field. However, it appears you can still bludgeon them, as they are wearing extremely large amounts of padding.”

The Slayer nodded to himself, quickly switching to his double-barrelled shotgun and running forward at inhuman speeds, while he dodged bolts of magic whistling past his ears. As he neared the heavily armored ponies, hatches on top of their armor opened to reveal what appeared to be magic-crystal-powered weaponry.

Before the first of the three could fire, he had his head ripped clean off by the sheer force behind both massive shotgun slugs. As his body slumped over, spilling blood everywhere, the Slayer grabbed his still-shielded body and fell back to the floor as both ponies fired simultaneously.

The beam of concentrated magic fired by the experimental pony weapons bounced off of the shielded body, returning to the weapons and causing a catastrophic overload to the magical crystal battery. As the heavy-armor ponies began to panic, the magic crystals on their backs exploded, vaporizing them nearly immediately.

The Slayer quickly stood up, aiming several bursts of rifle fire at the surviving unicorns, when a pony he assumed to be an officer of the sort shouted a command. “CALL IN THE EXPERIMENTAL HUMAN TANK UNIT”. As the Slayer turned to shoot the officer, he heard a rumbling coming from the only un-sandbagged part of the barricades, as a tank slowly trundled into view from behind the large tent that was in place nearby.

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Tyler Vaughan had an unfortunate time during the pony war. He was a random civilian who joined the rebellion in Austin, Texas when the ponies started to overtake the east coast. His entire unit was wiped out, but he was knocked unconscious by shrapnel hitting his helmet. Of course, he found himself un-ponified, thinking he was lucky to be alive, but turns out, he was only alive for experimentation.

Luckily, the ponies weren’t too physically inclined for dissections and such. UNluckily, what was in store for him could have been worse. Turns out, the ponies wanted control of human weaponry, like tanks and planes. Sadly, willing subjects could never be trusted to drive more than a transport bus for prisoners, and their dreams of human-tank-using ponies wouldn’t come to fruition.

Sure, the ponies were testing their own models of tanks and different gas vehicles after capturing so much military equipment, but this would take a lot more than just a week. So, he was facing psychological experimentation. For the last week and a half, he had barely slept, being constantly drugged with magical potions and experimented on with mental spells. Now, his mind was foggy and his body wasn’t in his control as he and his fellow prisoners sat at the controls of a tank.

He felt a constant raging headache, and the magical collar around his neck felt constantly painful as his arms involuntarily moved the throttle and controls, maneuvering the tank towards his target, the Slayer. As he stared at his fellow man, now in the crosshairs of his companion’s scope, he felt a kick to the back of his head from the supervisor pony.

“Human Control Officer, please be very careful. You almost knocked over that tent.”. He felt a tear well up in his eye, as he realized that he would be used to kill his fellow man.

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The Slayer quickly took cover behind the sandbags, and while out of sight, crawled off so that the tank couldn’t know where he was. He heard an ear-splitting boom as the explosive round left the barrel of the M1 Abrams tank at 1,575 meters per second, slamming into the tables where he was seconds ago and exploding.

As shards of IKEA tables were flung everywhere at deadly speeds, the Slayer heard Dr. Hayden once again. “Slayer, I have used your helmet scanner to deduce that there are humans under the control of Harmonic Energy collars. Removing these may save lives, and a tank could prove useful.”.
The Slayer nodded, quickly moving again to prevent a hit. He then quickly launched another grenade at a pile of sandbags nearby. As the explosion blasted a film of sand into the air, obscuring the tank crew’s vision long enough for him to get on top of the tank. As the sand fell and the gunner looked around, confused, the Slayer knocked him out with a punch to the back of the skull. He then ripped off the collar and flung him to the side into safety.

He then stepped up onto the turret, opening the hatch at the top of the tank. The pony officer let out a scream of fear as the Slayer showed no mercy and efficiently whipped out his gauntlet blade and thrust it through the skull of the pony officer. He then grabbed the body and flung it outside of the tank.

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Tyler could only watch, shocked, as this impossibly fast and strong beast of a man dodged the fire from the tank, and with ruthless efficiency, brutally murdered a member of his pony tormentors in under five minutes. As he sat there in shock, and the pony controlling him panicked, the Slayer ripped off his collar, and suddenly, Tyler was free.

He quickly coughed, shook his head, and looked at his muscular chad of a savior. The Slayer simply pointed at the tank controls, then in a random direction. Tyler, not questioning at all, simply followed his commands. The Slayer then moved the gunner out of his seat, taking control of the position.

Before Tyler started to drive, the magical radio crystal went off. “Checkered Square, why are all of the control ponies unconscious?”. So, they didn’t know the Slayer succeeded. “Best keep it that way”, Tyler thought to himself.

Mustering his best pony impression, Tyler said, “Sir, we had a massive grenade blast knock the link out. Humans are unconscious as well. The Slayer escaped. I will take the tank back to the command tent.”

Without waiting for a response, he decided to start driving in the direction the Slayer wanted. As Tyler arrived at an airfield, the Slayer tapped him on the shoulder, signaling him to stop. Tyler stopped, and the slayer turned the turret to a chariot that seemed to be waiting for passengers before takeoff. Before any of the ponies could react, the chariot and its pegasus pilots exploded into shrapnel and gore.

The Slayer then grabbed the former gunner and placed him back into the main cannon seat. He then pointed at some ponies who were rushing out to see what that was about, then ran a finger across his throat. Tyler nodded in understanding. Then, the Slayer left the tank, shutting the hatch behind him.

Tyler, still kind of shocked, decided to speak up to his comrades. “Well, he saved us all. We might as well repay him.” With that, the tank crew determinedly began firing at clumps of ponies, feeling a warm feeling of regained honor in their chests as they avenged their fallen comrades in a blaze of glory.

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“Slayer, the targets appear to be heading to one of the flying chariots used by the ponies. You must stop them.”

The Slayer nodded, as the tank crew drove him up to the chariot. He then quickly sat down in the gunner chair, aiming carefully, and slamming his thumbs down on the fire buttons. With an ear-splitting blast, the cannon roared its fury. The chariot and the pegasi preparing to pull it away had exploded, the only parts of either left were the flecks of blood-stained wood shrapnel.

Then, the Slayer looked towards the fortified command bunker where his targets were currently located. As he hopped out of the tank, he looked around the area. Directly in front of him, there was a large airfield, all around it were tents and barracks, all protected by a magical field that couldn’t be pierced externally with bombs or bullets.

As he ran towards the bunker entrance, armored ponies had begun climbing out of their tents only to be gunned down by some of the tank crew retaking the external machine gun. It seemed saving them was a good choice. He ran over to the steel-bound, thick wooden door and kicked it with the force of a sledgehammer. The door flew off of its hinges, slamming into the floor with a resounding thud.

The two guards' ponies on either side of the inside door barely had time to react as the Slayer, with one hand, let out one shot from each of the barrels of his shotgun. “I need to fabricate the Super Shotgun”, He thought to himself, “But for now, this will do.”

As he pondered his next choice of weaponry, he ran down the stairs inside of the bunker, soon reaching the command room. As he reached the door, he swapped to his Combat Shotgun, revving the automatic barrel before kicking the door through.

The Slayer turned the corner to see a command room with magical screens monitoring the progress of the invasion. There were five heavy-armor ponies, some unicorns, a pegasus wearing a commander uniform, and two ponies wearing the harmonic necklaces. As the commander turned around nervously, he shouted. “QUICKLY, GET THAT MONSTER, WE NEED TO PROTECT THE ELEMENT BEARERS!”

As he said this, the armored ponies formed a physical wall before the Slayer as the unicorns behind them charged up a few spells. As they fired more powerful blasts of magic towards the Slayer, he held down the trigger on his automatic shotgun, spraying clouds of buckshot into the pony shield.

The pellet’s speed and force were absorbed by the shield, as magical blasts flew towards the Slayer. He knocked over a nearby table and slid behind it as it was hit by the magical projectiles. Unluckily for the Slayer, he was hit in the arm as he ducked. The projectile burnt him in a way similar to electricity, but the slayer didn't have time to think about that.

As he sat there, the armored ponies stepped forward with their experimental weapons activated. When they stepped out from behind the magical shield, the slayer quickly launched a grenade near their feet. The blast launched them in all directions, and a few were knocked out. Only one of the armored ponies remained standing, firing the beam weapon at the table. It sliced clean through the table, nearly cutting off the Slayer’s legs, but he had avoided it long enough to get close.

This pony, however, tried to slam into him, and succeeded, as they shoved each other back and forth for a moment, but his magic-enhanced strength still meant nothing to the Slayer. Our protagonist simply used his gauntlet blade to hack off the helmet of the armor, then piercing pony flesh. As the unicorns desperately tried hitting him, he slid under their fire and used his automatic shotgun to cripple them all.

Then, he made the mistake of locking eyes with the yellow pegasus with one of the Elements. As he finished off the unicorns, his muscles locked and his body froze involuntarily. The pegasus, terrified, could only whimper in fear, both of them locking eyes and standing completely still. The pegasus commander said, “Quickly, get up the stairs. I’ll deal with this.”

As the white unicorn and yellow pegasus started to walk away, the Slayer couldn't take his eyes off of the yellow pegasus. The Commander then took his service blade in his mouth, running towards the Slayer. As the pegasus made it up the stairs and out of sight, the Slayer was freed from his mental prison. As his mind was still in turmoil, the pegasus commander took to the air, slamming into the Slayer with his hind legs.

The Slayer fell back, Quickly, he aimed his shotgun, but the pegasus flew too fast for him as he missed a few shots. As the pegasus came in for another attack, the Slayer let himself get kicked, but he grabbed the pegasus leg as he flew by. He then slammed the pegasus onto the ground with enough force to snap his spine, and he put him out of his misery with a well-placed shotgun shot.

His head snapped back to the stairway as Dr. Hayden spoke again. “Slayer, the targets are on the run. You must hurry.”

The Slayer sprinted up the stairs faster than he did down, quickly running after where the targets were shown on his helmet HUD. As he emerged, he saw the tank crew fighting the horde of ponies as he heard a battle cry coming from the direction of the rebel base. He saw a horde of humans rushing the pony main camp, dodging dropped flasks of Ponification potions as selected marksmen shot pegasi out of the sky.

After the commander was killed, the ponies were quickly overtaken as confusion set in from the loss of command. The human rebels had made a final effort to regain control, and it seemed to be going OK. The Slayer ignored this, focusing on his two targets. With them down, the Shield Dome around this camp should drop, making everything easier for the rebels.

He ran through crowds of panicking ponies, hacking and slashing as he made his way to the airfield where a second chariot was just taking off. He quickly grabbed his auto rifle, shooting a burst of high-caliber rounds into the pegasi flying the chariot. The passengers and the chariot then started to fall downwards, and he saw the yellow pegasus barely keeping the other element bearer aloft as they slowly floated to the ground.

The Slayer tried to get there as fast as he could, vaulting over obstacles and shredding any ponies in his way with ridiculous speed. As he finally reached the two survivors, the yellow pegasus tried to make eye contact, but the Slayer knew her trick. He simply put a round in her leg before grabbing the necklace of power off of her neck.

As the yellow pegasus whimpered in fear, the white unicorn tried to blast him with magic. He simply slammed his arm into her head, knocking her cleanly unconscious. He then grabbed the necklace off of her as well. He then calmly turned away from the two fallen ponies, putting his prizes into a pocket on his belt.

He then went back to join the carnage back at the main pony base.

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Hugo was now doing great. After his run-in with the giant ass dude, he met some fellow survivors, joining the fight. As he now fought in a confusing mosh-pit of a battle. As he kicked a pony to the ground, finishing him with a few shots from his pistol, he heard a scream of raw fear, then the sound of painful death. He turned around to see the huge man from before bowling through the pony horde with inhuman speed, hacking, slashing, and blasting ponies to bits.

Hugo quickly got out of his way, as the Slayer ran amid the ridiculous amounts of blood, shattering spinal cords, ripping apart enemies, and generally kicking the living shit out of some horses. Hugo almost felt sorry for them, before he remembered all of his dead or converted allies.

Hugo, now feeling even better about the outcome of this fight, returned to combat with renewed vigor, letting out rattling bursts of fire from his AK-47.

“FOR HUMANITY!!!” He shouted, helping his allies fight off the pony menace.

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As the final ponies lay in pools of their own blood, the Slayer stood there, amidst the smog from the fires and dust from the battle. Nobody dared to approach him, deeming it better to not ask any questions.

Dr. Hayden spoke into his ear with his metallic voice, saying, “Slayer. Your mission is complete. I will calibrate the return portal. Well done.”

As the Slayer looked back onto the human troops celebrating victory, he turned away, looking instead, to his left, as a rip in the very fabric of space-time opened before him. He calmly stepped through, as the rebel survivors stared in awe. His work here was done.

Author's Note

Well, it's been a week, and after making sure chapter one worked, I did it. Hopefully, for my first story, this won't be too bad.

as always, shit on my writing style in the comments below. (constructively)

thanks for reading

Chapter 3: The Slayer Visits The (cursed) Nation of Britain

As the Slayer stepped out from the portal into the Fortress of Doom, Dr. Hayden congratulated him. “Congratulations, Slayer. Place the necklaces beside the crucible power source.”

The Slayer did as he was told, placing the necklaces beside the Crucible in the floating cylinder of energy used to power the ship. As the lights flickered and more things hummed, Dr. Hayden said, “Slayer, head over to the fabricator. There are new weapons to manufacture.”

The Slayer stepped over to a computer console next to a machine. In front of him were 8 weapons to select. He already had the combat shotgun, so he opted to create his Super Shotgun, Auto Rifle, and Ballista. After a moment of machine sounds, his new weapons were fabricated. Without hesitation, he threw away the guns he grabbed at the base. He attached the Destroyer Blade to his ballista, placing the attachment into its core, and slapped the Precision Bolt attachment to his rifle. With these new weapon upgrades, he could let out super-powerful, wide laser blasts and shoot large, dart-sized hunks of steel with ridiculous speed.

“Slayer, it will be several hours before I am able to create another portal due to generally damaged power systems. I recommend you take this time to test your weaponry at the range and rest.” The Slayer nodded, and subsequently made his way into the demon prison, which now lay empty. He took out his weapons, selected a few barrels as targets, and began to sprint around the arena, shooting his targets with inhuman precision.

After testing out his newly acquired tools of raw destruction, He returned to his office to generally tinker with them and make sure they were tuned to his liking. After about 6 or so hours of waiting, with the slayer popping open some books on his shelf, Dr. Hayden called him up.
The Slayer grabbed his new pony-destroying toys before sticking them behind his back, simply thinking of the pocket dimension he typically used to store his massive arsenal. He then made his way up, entering the bridge portion of the Fortress of Doom. Dr Hayden gave him some target information as he stepped up to the teleporter.

“Slayer, I am linking the portal to London, Britain. The city is one of the few places holding back the Pony Hordes. The ponies have a powerful offensive there, and you will need to break their lines and obtain their power source. With it, we can power up even more weapons, and I may be able to even fabricate a BFG clone.”

The Slayer nodded, taking in this convenient exposition, before pushing down on the portal start-up button on one of the nearby desks. He then looked into the swirling black-and-blue vortex before him, stepping into it, ready to bring divine retribution upon the accursed ponies.

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The sun slowly fell over the city of London, a once jolly-good pub-riddled haven for the average British man, now turned ethereal magical warzone where human rebels held fast against the xenophobic multicolored mini-horses. As Applejack and Rainbow Dash trotted through their camp, they heard gunfire and spells in the distance.

“Hey, Rainbow, Ah’ve been thinkin’ about this here… War, and ah’ feel like Celestia ain’t tellin’ us somethin’. When she sent us on this front, ah’ could tell that she wasn’t speakin’ the full truth,” Applejack said, as she trotted to her quarters. “Don’t get me wrong, ah know the princesses always know what to do an’ all that, but ah’ can’t help but feel confused about what she could be hidin’!”

Rainbow Dash sighed. “C’mon, Applejack. We’ve been over this. The Princess would never lie to us! Even if she did, It’d still be for our own good! Honestly, I think you're just a little… well… paranoid.”

As the two stepped past the elite guardsponies outside of their tent, they split up to their separate “rooms”, which were more of just two halves of the tent, separated by a roll of cloth. As applejack lay in bed, she began to worry. First, her recent doubts about the princess, her worries about the morality of this mass conversion, and the troubling reports of the “Ponyslayer”, which spoke of a heavily-armored human with advanced weaponry who single-handedly destroyed the entire Mexico offensive.

As she mulled over these thoughts, she absentmindedly said, “‘G’night, Rainbow dash,” as she drifted off into a restless sort of sleep.

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The Slayer stepped out of the portal to find himself atop a bridge with tall towers and an observation deck, which seems to have been abandoned. As he overlooked the city of London, the once vibrant city lay dark and dead. As he stared out into the vast city, Dr. Samuel Hayden called in.

“Slayer, welcome to London. You are currently located on top of Tower Bridge. This area of London appears to have been overtaken by the ponies. The human resistance is scattered around, and the remaining survivors seem to be using Guerilla tactics, where they strike from the sewers. The British military also sends the occasional patrol to fight the ponies off, but they have already secured over half of the city. It has been locked in a struggle for weeks now. The necklaces are located inside Buckingham Palace, but their wielders appear to be at the pony front lines. Head towards the marker on your HUD for an optimal entrance, Slayer.”

The Slayer nodded, turning towards the marker, and jumping from the tower with no hesitation. He landed with a loud thud, and he began to jog towards the HUD marker. As he jogged down the street, he passed several buildings, wondering to himself where the ponified humans went. After about a minute of jogging, Samuel Hayden spoke.

“Slayer, take cover. There is a large force of ponies passing by, and they may scatter and call an alarm if they see you.” The Slayer reluctantly nodded, turning towards one of the nearby narrow alleyways and ducking behind a trash can. As he took cover, a large platoon of approximately 30-ish ponies marched by, in perfect columns. What troubled the Slayer was that many of the ponies were wearing the power armor he’d seen before. Sure, they could not harm him, as he was far too strong, but they would be more resistant and annoying. He let them pass by without trouble, before continuing on his way as the night went on.

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After the Slayer snuck his way to the buildings near the palace, he scanned for guards and ponies. He saw the main doors guarded by four advanced-looking power armor ponies. He saw several lookouts through the windows as the weather had started to change and dark, thick clouds began to gather in the sky.

“Slayer,” Interrupted Dr. Hayden, “I will scan the building and find you the way in.” The Slayer’s helmet began to whir quietly, and slowly, the building’s layout was displayed to the Slayer, with a path lit up in green.

“To enter without alarming the ponies, you need to enter through this tunnel from the nearby buildings, Slayer. The door on your left should do it.” Dr. Hayden started coldly, but the Slayer was sick of sneaking around. He simply turned to look towards the main doors for a moment, and without a word, took out his Super Shotgun. It was time to test his new weaponry.

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Captain Thunderhorn stood tall at attention, scanning the outside of the palace for any possible threats. Inside this former human royal dwelling, there were some of the most important artifacts for the war, the elements of Honesty and Loyalty. He breathed a sigh of disappointment as he saw the rain clouds come into position overhead. “Command should have some pegasi manage weather over these damnable human cities...” He thought to himself, as his boredom from his long guard shift grew. As his attention began to wander to his thoughts, he heard one of his subordinates shout.

“Oi, Cap, what does that look like to yo- OH BUCK, MOVE!” Shouted one of his younger troopers. The Captain turned towards the sound and saw a flaming orange ball hit the ground beside him. All he felt was heat before his entire world turned into a brilliant flare of white.

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The Slayer watched as the pony closest to the grenade had half of him vaporized in the blast as the other ponies were flung all in different ways. Only one was left standing, trembling and shaking, turning his head towards the point of origin of the explosive. The Slayer didn't care about their puny armor, he was here to avenge humanity. He then rapidly charged the ponies before coming close enough. He then stopped, shooting out the flaming meathook from under his Super Shotgun. With a loud clunk, it connected with the last standing pony, and the Slayer jumped forward, flying towards the pony at high speeds.

As the pony lost his balance, the Slayer reached him and point-blank fired both shells into his body. This punched a hole directly through the magic casing around the armor, turning the pony’s insides into a fine red mush reminiscent of ground beef. He then turned towards the two survivors who were standing up and rapidly swapped to his Auto Rifle. He quickly aimed through the scope, blowing a quarter-sized hole into the closest one before he could react, spattering his brains out onto the floor. The other pony could only scream as the Slayer activated his arm-mounted blade, and ran directly at him, slamming it into his skull over and over again.

The impact from multiple hits alone shattered the skull and turned his brains into mush, until the Slayer penetrated, utterly destroying his skull. He then heard screams of terror from inside the palace, noting that the sentries posted at the windows had both seen and heard him.

With a sigh, Dr. Hayden began speaking. “You have alerted the guards, Slayer. Now you must destroy them all. Luckily, you excel when it comes to that, so I expect it done quickly, Slayer.”

The Slayer nodded, reloading his Super Shotgun before going over to the large doors, which were now locked. He took out his chainsaw, revving it up, before sawing a hole large enough for his body. He looked inside to see the main stairwell area filled with armored ponies, who all had their turrets pointed towards him. He then ducked behind cover before launching two grenades inside in rapid succession. As the loud bangs and flaming explosions took out a solid dozen ponies each, he stepped inside with his combat shotgun set to “Sticky Bomb Launcher” mode. He rapidly shot five smaller bombs onto various still standing targets, sending them flying into the nearby walls, dying on impact.

He then swapped to his auto rifle, wading through the dazed and half-dead ponies, finishing them off one by one with well-aimed, close-ranged precision bolts. As he finished off the last pony, he heard the commotion from behind him. He looked at the door he just entered through, seeing the dozens of armored ponies that had passed him earlier enter, rushing in to stop him. He then began to run circles around the room, narrowly avoiding blasts from their back-mounted cannons while launching stickies and grenades at them. Suddenly, the door flew off of its hinges, and a massive pony, almost as tall as him, rushed him directly with insane speed.

“RAAAAAGH! PREPARE TO DIE, HUMAN SCUM!” Shouted the massive pony in full power armor as he charged. The Slayer turned to face him, wordlessly activating his arm blade and winding up a punch. As the massive hunk of metal of a pony rammed into him, he punched him in the skull with all his might, slamming a hole directly through the heavily-armored skull of his massive opponent. The deafening screech of metal was heard as the pony slammed into the ground, scratching and cracking the tiles of the floor. This, however, didn’t stop the momentum of the now-dead pony from sending the Slayer flying into a nearby wall, sending him tumbling down. Seeing this as their moment, the few remaining armor ponies quickly fired at him, but he barely managed to roll out of the way, crawling over to the dead mega-pony and using his metal-clad body as cover.

The Slayer then swapped to his ballista, rapidly charging up a Destroyer Blade shot before peeking out of cover and firing. With a loud blast, raw heat and energy flew at blinding speeds, rending flesh from armor and melting the pony magic on contact. As screams of agony filled the room, the Slayer looked over his handiwork with satisfaction, watching the now severed bottom halves of the armored ponies slowly fall apart, before turning and making his way up the stairs into the room where the Elements are held.

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Gambit Queen was panicking. She had recently been placed in command of the entire offensive, and now the bucking “Ponyslayer” from the Mexico incident had arrived at her base, presumably for the two elements she had in her care. She was a tactician, not some rough-and-tumble combat pony, and she was not at all expecting this massive threat. As the entire command room stared at the Scrying Crystals that showed the carnage, she gulped with fear, glancing at the elements that were held in a crystal casing in the center of the room.

“A-a-alright, e-everypony, we need to… uhh… qui- AAAAAAAAAAAGH-” She sadly never got to finish her sentence because the Slayer had already broken through the door, burning a hole clean through her chest with a single ballista blast. As she quickly blacked out from the raw agony she felt, she saw the guards rush the Slayer, knowing that it was futile. As she slowly died, a whisper escaped her lips.

“The p-p… Ponyslayer...”

While she drifted off into eternal sleep, the sounds of gunfire and crumpling armor filled the room as the blood of guard ponies and officers splattered everywhere.

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The Slayer, once again, waded through many dead bodies towards the large clear crystal cases that housed the two Elements he was here for. Wordlessly, he slammed his fist through the case, grabbing the Elements and placing them on his belt.

Dr. Hayden then spoke. “Good job, Slayer. You will need to leave the building so I can find a suitable exit portal location. Follow your HUD for info.”

The Slayer looked at his HUD map and began to follow the path leading him up the stairs. He quickly made his way through the palace, before turning into a maintenance hallway that led up to the roof. He made his way through the doors and entered onto the roof, looking around. He saw Dr. Hayden’s marked position and turned towards it, walking calmly while looking out over the city of London. As he impatiently waited for Dr. Hayden’s portal, he overlooked the city of London as the sun began to rise. He saw smoke rising in the distance, signs that there were still firefights happening all over the city, but chose to not think of them. Rather, he had a moment of relaxed peace.

Right at that moment where he rested for but a second, a loud, ear-piercing boom was heard from behind him as he rapidly rolled out of the way of a bright, rainbow-colored streak of hair passed him at Mach speed. He turned to see a dozen flying Pegasi, each wearing an advanced armor set, flying in formation with a chariot attached to a few of them. As he watched the chariot land a few hundred meters away from him, he took out his ballista, preparing for combat once more.

The flying rainbow Pegasus landed beside it, taking a fighting stance, followed by the Pegasi behind her forming up as well. An earth pony then stepped out of the chariot, preparing to charge him. He almost chuckled at the pony's foolishness and pointed his ballista towards them.

“Alright, so-called “Ponyslayer”. Prepare to meet your demise!” Rainbow Dash shouted, tensing her legs up, preparing to spring into the sky. Applejack simply took out her lasso and began whirling it around. The Slayer rapidly flicked towards Rainbow Dash, shooting his ballista, but she quickly flew out of the way and began to circle him from above. The armored Pegasi then swooped down to attack, with several flying towards the Slayer in tandem. They activated wing-mounted crystal cannons, blasting rays of energy at the Slayer, but he rolled out of the way before crouching down and jumping up almost 5 meters with explosive power.

Before the Pegasi could react, he had grabbed them both by the neck, dragging them down and slamming their skulls into the gravelly roof of the Palace. A sickening crunch of bone could be heard as both slumped over, dead on the spot. He then turned to face the next two, who were more hesitant and flew higher. He shot at them with his combat shotgun, missing several shots. The Pegasi then flew back to rejoin their formation, and subsequently exploded, causing all the pegasi to fall to the ground.
The Slayer had only missed his shots because he was busy landing a single sticky bomb that made all the difference. As the remnants of the flying Pegasi fell to the ground, Applejack had enough, rushing toward the Slayer with unexpected speed. At the same time, Rainbow Dash flew up into the air, arcing downwards and beginning to reach supersonic speeds, streaking towards the skull of the Slayer. As Rainbow Dash reached him, the Slayer simply stepped out of the way, causing Rainbow Dash to crash into Applejack at ridiculous speeds. With a loud crash, followed by several sounds living skeletons should not make, both of them were knocked out by their impact.

The Slayer then turned off towards the HUD mark, stepping to the edge of the roof as a portal opened before him. He looked back, wondering how the remnants of humanity were dealing with ponies, before stepping into the portal. As the sun rose over London, the dome pony shield that protected the Palace and other landmarks fell, and the Slayer made off once again with what he needed.

Author's Note

Well, i fucked off for a while. kinda forgot i was doin this, but got my writer mojo back and went at it.

also saw another conversion bureau x doomslayer crossover story, it was solid.
once again, please constructively shit on my writing so i may improve, thanks.

i will have chapter 4 of the doomslayer vs small horsey chronicles done in a week plus a few days (probably), and i promise to not fuck off for a month

Chapter 4: The Slayer Plans His Visit

The sun rose over the newly formed Canterlot, located in the center of New Equestria, as beams of light came down upon the moist leaves and beautiful meadows created by the transformative nature magic of Princess Celestia. As the city of ponies, both natural and ponified, awoke in the early hours, a young Royal Guard messenger sprinted at full speed through the streets. As he passed by street vendors setting up their carts, the smell of cooking hay wafted up to his nose.

He approached the gates of the massive castle Celestia had erected with her magic, skidding to a stop before the gates. He ignored the confused glares of the tired night guards, who wondered who this young private was and why he was sweating so much, taking a moment to breathe before he blurted out:

“U-urgent message for General Shining Armor and Her Royal Highness, Princess Celestia!” He said, snapping to attention, before flashing official documents from a guard comms station. The night guards shared a look, before stepping aside and opening the gate. The Messenger ran quickly up to the door, passing two day guards on their way to take the gatewatch shift, and sprinted to the doors behind the throne. As he ran through the halls, he quickly made his way to the war room, slamming the door open with his shoulder.

As he entered the darkened room with a loud bang, the dozen ponies who were inside, poring over maps and documents turned to look at him.

He then said, “U-urgent message for the princess!” and stood at attention again. From the center of the room, Shining Armor stepped forward, taking the letter in his magic, and turned to walk away, replying with a quick “Thanks.” He looked tired and very preoccupied as he floated the letter over to Celestia, who was huddled over a crystal hologram of the Mexico City Zoo rebel base, tracking the movements of the “Ponyslayer” with her hoof, and conversing with Twilight, who was scribbling on a clipboard concernedly.

Celestia opened up the letter and lazily read it over before looking back to her hologram, before realization overcame her eyes as they widened. She loudly blurted out, “HE HAS TWO MORE ELEMENTS? HOW?”, breaking her usually stoic composure, much to the surprise of everypony in the room. As the room collectively had a moment of awkward silence, Celestia coughed to herself, turning slightly red, before composing herself.

“Ahem, we have a problem. The “Slayer” has destroyed the forward base at “Buckingham Palace” in the human city of London. I need all of you to immediately get to work on finding out where he could have gone, learn everything you can about him. Use the scrying tech, and good luck, my little ponies.” She then turned to Twilight, who was sweating bullets and looking very concerned.

“Princess, what happened to Applejack and Rainbow Dash?” She said, looking very concerned. Of course, this was for good reason, as she had seen what the Slayer could do firsthand when Rarity and Fluttershy were rescued, severely injured, from wreckage of the Mexico City Rebel Attack Camp.

“Don’t worry, my student. They were both taken by a field medic team and are being flown back to New Equestria. The bigger concern here is this… “Ponyslayer” figure. He has taken four of the Elements, and appears to be a human, which means he knows of their power and is coming for us next.”

Twilight shivered to herself, thinking about what would happen if he made it past the Great Dome Shield that protected their island nation.

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The Doomslayer stepped out of a portal onto the bridge of the Fortress of Doom, feeling triumphant and victorious, holding his combat shotgun in the right hand and stolen elements in the other.

“Good Job, Slayer.” Echoed Dr. Samuel Hayden, speaking through the Fortress’s speaker system. “Please place them in the central power core, and I can begin fabricating more weaponry. As our power scales exponentially, I should be able to make most, if not the rest of your arsenal with this.”

The Slayer shoved them into the floating tube of raw energy that took the element necklaces and held them aloft, floating in the stream of raw power. The Slayer starred as tendrils of harmonic energy made their way upward and into the power unit, and the Fortress of Doom hummed louder as it powered up more and more, as the Slayer listened to Dr. Hayden.

“Slayer, I can create the rest of your gear, but it will take a while. I suggest you grab some more reading material.”

The Slayer slumped slightly and made his way over to his office, grabbing some books to read and kicking his legs up.

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Luna hurried through the halls, urgently heading somewhere. As she made her way down the halls, she turned into what appeared to be an empty storage room, she shut the door behind her and opened a closet and stepped inside. Her horn then lit up as she activated the secret lift.

As she slowly drifted downwards on the human-inspired magic elevator design, she mulled over what she was doing here. Was it morally correct? Probably not. Did she have a choice? Also no. As she considered the ethical ramifications of her unwarranted invasion of humanity, the elevator dinged quietly, signaling it had arrived. The doors slid open revealing a massive underground hangar, full of ponies in lab coats and armed guards ponies dressed in elite armor.
The head researcher, a lime-colored unicorn pony with a white mane, jogged up beside Luna, wearing glasses and having a lab coat over a serious-looking suit jacket. “Ah, princess, I am happy to inform you of my recent successes with a more potent ponification serum. This serum will convert the human over 23% faster, with estimates of reducing deaths while undergoing the ponification by 40%!” she excitedly told the princess.

The princess nodded along, not really paying attention, still preoccupied with her dilemma, until her elite head researcher said something that caught her attention. “-So, we have finally also found progress with these, uhh, demon-creatures you wanted us to study, Princess, and we have somber news. They are rather resistant to all attempted forms of conversion or biochemical attack, which leaves them a massive threat.”. Princess Luna then sighed dejectedly, realising her one hope of return to Equestria wouldn’t work out.

“A-also, we’d uhh, like to know if we are completely safe? There have been some… close calls, and...” The researcher trailed off as she realized princess Luna wasn’t really listening. Luna then snapped back to the conversation, saying;

“Good work, Minty. I wish you luck, however, I have something rather urgent. Continue developing a better ponifier, however. I should hope we have the most effective weapons possible, my little pony.” Luna then passed all of the scientists hunched over their little tables in groups and entered a small office on the other side of the cavernous underground research and development lab.

She shut the door behind her, then sighed, looking around her workplace. Tools were strewn all over as she walked around tables, until she reached a mirror-sized crystal in the wall. Her horn began to glow as the image changed to that of Equestria, showing scenes of burning cities, demonic humanoid creatures and ultra violent deaths of her little ponies, she felt terrible about Celestia's plan altogether.

Luna then sat in her chair, sipping on some tea held aloft in her magical grasp, and began to reminisce about the past few weeks.

The demonic invasion of Equus and Equestria came out of nowhere. An ancient, powerful force, ultimate in strength and endless in power, brought a demonic sickness to Equus. Using cultists and diseases, the demonic seeds for an invasion were raised. Unbeknownst to anyone, the end had begun.

As the nations began to report strange incidents within their borders, the Royal Princesses grew more and more afraid. As the different nations fell to demonic infestation, Equestria stood strong due to their connection to the elements of harmony, but that wouldn't stop the surrounding nations from falling and the world of Equus tumbling into an apocalypse. So, the Princesses began to research a way out of their predicament, settling on a last-ditch attempt to teleport the entire city of Canterlot and all of the surviving ponies away to another universe.

Their successful arrival on earth wasn’t unplanned, however. Luna always had suspected that Celestia had plans for earth beforehand, but she went with it anyway. As humanity fell, the Equestrian overtaking of earth looked better and better, until he came. The Slayer. Now, Luna was unsure if Celestia was doing the right thing AND also had to worry about the massive, powerful threat to lives of everypony, currently on the loose.

As she sighed softly, Celestia opened the door to Luna's personal research room, taking a seat next to her.

"Would you like tea, sister?" Luna asked, emphasizing the teapot on a table nearby.

Celestia sighed. "Not now, Luna. I have bad news. The Slayer got Rainbow Dash and Applejack."

Luna spit her tea out very un-royally, quickly turning to Celestia. "W-what? Are they alright?"

"Yes, my dear sister, our elements will live to fight another day. The only thing there is to worry about is the loss of the physical necklaces of the Elements of Harmony." Celestia sighed, saying; "However, what worries me more, is where the Slayer is headed next. He is blatantly hunting the Elements, meaning he is in the way here right now. I ordered Twilight and Pinkie Pie to safety in our Royal bunker, but we must prepare for combat. I'm afraid we will likely have to don our armor to defeat this beast, sister."

Luna sipped her tea, trying not to show her anxiety over this, then saying. "I cannot say I look forward to it. It'll be fun to see some combat once more, however." With that, the Solar and Lunar Princesses of Equestria left to prepare for combat.

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The deep, robotic voice of Dr. Hayden rang out through the halls. "Slayer, please come to the bridge. It is time."

The Slayer left his office, heading to the control room. "Slayer, your arsenal is fully fabricated, even featuring a BFG clone. However, ammunition is sparse, so use it wisely. When you are ready, I will open the portal." Dr. Hayden said. "Be cautious, Slayer. This is the capital of the pony empire, and there will be powerful opponents."

The Slayer, who was busy grabbing up all his newfound gear nodded, and then stepped up to the computers in a ring at the main console.

"This is the city of New Canterlot. The city and island are protected by a magical energy field, which I cannot create a portal inside of. You will need to obtain a water vehicle to make it there effectively, as swimming would be ineffective." The Slayer shrugged, still ready for the task ahead of him, and listened intently.

"The city of New Canterlot is closest to the bottom of South America, and you will likely find a ship on the 'falkland islands'. I am calibrating the portal now, Slayer."

The Slayer stepped back as the portal formed right before his eyes, then, he stepped forth into the unknown, preparing for the final assault at the root of all the ponies.

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In the Falkland islands, the capital, Stanley, was at peace. As the Slayer stepped out of his portal, he saw he was on the roof of some buildings. He looked around, the sun reaching its highest point in the sky, and saw ponies walking around in the place of humans. The Royal Guard had taken care of the conversions and already begun work on changing human buildings to suit Ponies.

As the Slayer snuck around on the roof, ducking whenever he saw a pegasus, he eventually caught a glimpse of the dock. He made his way over, noticing several guard ponies standing at the entrance to the dock. The calm city was about to get a lot less peaceful now that the Slayer was here. He quickly took out his rocket launcher, and fired it at some random building, creating a massive explosion. Chunks of glass and shingles fell from the half-destroyed townhouse, as ponies screamed in terror.

While the commotion went on, the Slayer grabbed his Auto Rifle and shot three clean bolts into the guards ponies at the dock, jumping off the roof and dashing for the boats that sat there.

"HEY, LOOK, ITS A HUMAN!" A Royal guard shouted, dressed in standard armor. "Get him!" He screamed, being followed by several of his comrades. The Slayer turned to this nuisance, as he was almost on the dock, and drew his shotgun. He cocked it back with a metallic clank, and prepared for combat. The young inexperienced Guards rushed him, while two unicorns cast spells to buff the guard that were chasing the Slayer.

The Slayer rapidly slammed his left fist into the first Pony, leaving him with severe been damage, before turning the second into a mass of burger meat with a single shot from his gun. The third pony, who seemed to have a magical shield around him, tried to stab the Slayer. He stepped out of the way quickly, then batted the shielded pony over the head with his gun with enough force to K.O. him immediately.

The pony just shoot it off, so the Slayer had a better idea. He jumped forward past the pony, sprinting towards the unicorns with great speed, dodging blasts of magic from one. He then swapped over to his Super Shotgun, turning the first unicorn into a fine red mist. Then he launched a grenade at the second, who panickedly tripped over himself trying to get away. As he turned back to the earth pony who attacked him, the unicorn behind him was vaporized in the blast, causing the magical shield to fall.

The Slayer then grabbed the pony and swiftly put his armblade in and out of it's skull before heading towards the boats, as spectators stared in fear and awe.

He ran down the dock, eventually settling on a simple craft with a single motor on the back, and tried to start the engine. It worked, to his surprise, and he drove off towards New Canterlot with determination.

Author's Note

Took me two weeks, I was busy and all that. Expect 1-2 weeks between chapters, I'm kinda inconsistent.

As per usual, please shit on my writing constructively, and enjoy this slightly shorter chapter.