Fall of equestria: War Horse the resurrected

by WarHorse66

Rating: mature
Tags: Suicide / Self Harm, Sex, Gore, Violence, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Death, Zecora, Anthro
Length: 2125

This is a tale of a stallion who was gravely influenced by the aftermath of the caribou rain.

This is a tale of stallion a who was gravely influenced by the aftermath of the caribou rain. transformed after being killed and then brought in by the empire on to become one of the most corrupted unicorns ever desinged.
Written by War Horse66.
Anthro World.
Mature audience: Nudity, Swearing, violence, Blood and Gore, Sexual language.

Published 2021-09-17 00:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2021-09-17 00:20:01 UTC

Fall of equestria: War Horse the resurrected: prequel

[War Horse narration] When the Caribou attacked, my life changed from there and not for the better. I lost my parents, various other relatives and many friends, most of which I have since long forgotten. I even died on that day, only… not on a permanent basis. I thought it impossible, until I was resurrected, then I knew that death can be cheated. Let me tell you how it started-

My parents and I did our weekend shopping, it all seemed peaceful. We were at the banana stand near Sugar cube corner. As my mother paid for the bananas, a stallion ran by yelling THE CARIBOU ARE COMING!!! over and over again. We didn't listen and carried on with our shopping. We had finished shopping when we heard an explosion going off by Twilight's castle. Soon ponies were running away, soon including me and my parents, as caribou soldiers were attacking the ponyville market area. Innocents being beheaded, mutilated, chopped apart and caged like animals by the caribou.

Me and my parents were in panic, running for our lives. Eventually we ended up hiding in the ponyville preschool. Dozens of other ponies were sheltered along with us. One of them saw a group of caribou soldiers coming our way. As a result, The families with foals would run off into the woods while rest stayed and tried to hold them off. I used my magic to summon a crossbow and to load it.

We fought for our lives in that battle, my mom and I used our magic to shoot arrows outta crossbows, while my father threw sharp objects from the sky. Unfortunately, me and my parents would all be killed. The last thing I saw before I died was my parents, my mom would give her final words to me before I died. My death was short and painful, but-.

2 months later. I awoke on a table completely healthy and different. I saw my old friend Tech Rust, who apparently did experiments on my body. I had a prosthetic heart, left hand, right leg, Feet, lungs and most shockingly, a healing factor. My wounds would heal at rapid speed. Tech would explain the situation to me, the caribou had taken over and mares would lose all their rights, becoming slaves for caribou stallions or pony stallions and that eventually griffins, Buffalo, yaks and other species would slowly be left in the exact same situation.

Tech gathered a bunch of his friends that survived and since were living in a well modified cavern. The cavern walls and sealing were smooth solid structures, indestructible to almost any magic or physical attack. The entrance was hidden behind an illusion of an external mountain wall pattern, making the place seem impossible to find. Opening a path depending on what was going in or out of the cavern. It was quite the hideout.

We had to eat off meat, scraps and whatever produce Tech Rust and others were able to swindle other peonies into giving or selling us. Mares would stay in the caverns until they were properly trained to act like the other mares among the village. I would go out and grab some food via hunting and gathering, using the finders keepers rule, often discovering hives with those mare abducting parasites, killing entire colonies and saving dozens of mares. Soon I met a mare who turned out to be a zebra. Her name was Zecora and she gathered a team of rebels to fight against the caribou.

She offered me a chance to join them, but I declined. I told her that I'd save any allies from the parasites and other violent animals, but not help them with the caribou problem. Zecora said she understood and gave thanks for my recent services and that I was welcomed to their hideout anytime I wanted. I soon left knowing I would be saving lives. Another week has passed and Tech Rust would make a grave mistake.

He joined forces with the rebels and even agreed to let them stay at the cavern to better stay hidden. Soon dozens of ponies and other creatures were moving in, providing tons of supplies during the moving phase. I saw Zecora again and told her that apparently I changed my mind, Surprising her as she was walking by. At night one of the mares I saved wanted to have a sexy night with, it turned out to be my girlfriend Pink Lemon. I was glad to see her again and that she survived the fallout. That night would- of course -be a rather sexy night, as I got the chance at squeezing her breast, grabbing her ass and having her give me a hand job, it was bliss.

4 months had passed and the rebellion grew massive and I would be dubbed a hero for my actions. Alas, that would eventually end. The caribou would find our hiding spot, but while the Rebels hid somewhere else. The king would be among the troops, I thought that my friends and I were done for. However, instead he offered an ultimatum, in return for my services in the royal guard, the caribou would spare all of our lives and clear us of all crimes we committed.

I asked if I could request more than that, he replied ‘yes’ to my question. I would also demand a home for me to live in with payments for services, 3 Slaves of my own and a chance to punish the Man who killed my parents. The king agreed to all these requests and the deal was made. I would soon say goodbye to all my friends, old and new and gave Tech Rust a special Thank you for a second chance at life. All that being said and done, I would head off alongside the king and his guards back to his castle.

A week later. I was given all the desired requests and became part of his royal guard. The king was looking for a new right hand man, as the previous one was killed by princess Cadence during the king's interrogation of her. I was looking forward to meeting the new right hand actually. I got a new house with a living room that had a fireplace, a kitchen with various kitchen stuff such as a double sink a 2 by 2 stove, and a refrigerator, 2 bedrooms, one for me and one for my slaves, two bathrooms with big shower/bathtubs in each one, and a walk in closet, it was huge. And of course, my slaves-

Crimson emerald-
a red mare with black hair, earth pony, size 5 feet 1 inch, normal sized breast, large ass checks and was dubbed willing. Her Royalty to me was perfect and blissful. Her cutie mark represents a frying pan with 2 egg yolks/whites in the air- obviously being flipped -dubbing her special talent as a chef and her cooking is delicious, definitely perfect.

Apple Ruby-
A red mare with blonde hair and yellow hands and legs due to a birth complication, Pegasus, size 6 feet, big breast, small checks and was dubbed unwilling, trying to use an angry face to scare me and even harmed me from time to time. Her Cutie mark was a megaphone with lines resenting sounds coming out of it, dubbing her as a mare who commands others to do her bidding, but only in peaceful ways, meaning she couldn't use her powers for evil. She is sent to correctional facility near the palace on weekends for will breaking sessions and cutie mark alteration therapy.

Red Wine-
A red mare with green hair, unicorn, size 5 feet, flat chest, big ass cheeks and was dubbed fucked silly, I can hardly make her do anything other than demand a blow job. Her Cutie mark was a king chest piece, dubbing her as a master of chess, or at least she was. Every Wednesday she is sent to a correctional facility near the palace for sanity restoration therapy, each session is 4 hours long and so far have all failed.

It was worth the risk. We hardly had intruders or attacks for 2 months, long before I was brought into the army. It was all very simple until the evening of Sunday. I was ordered to see the Archmage to assist him with a new project, it was actually to be enhanced by the mage's magic. When I got the Archmage, I was told to lay down on an examination table with only my underwear on.

He examined my body, first by looking around my body. [chest, legs, arms, neck, head, etc] then he checked my heart via a heart monitor, it was at a pulse of 200, despite me showing no fear at the time. Finally he did a cough test to determine if I had any viruses or bacteria in my systems, thankfully I didn't. the Archmage examined my body, then proceeded to a set of syringes near the vital level monitors and grabbed a syringe with a red substance in it. the Archmage told me to hold still and close my eyes. , I proceeded as commanded. After I was injected, I passed out, unaware of what the Archmage was doing to me.

I'll try explaining what happened. The mage enchanted me with multiple spells from a spell necronomica, injected various non drug based enhancers into my body, surgically planted an amulet in front of my prosthetic heart and then performed a ritual that lead to the souls of 3 particular mythical entities to be sacrificed into my soul in order to make me more powerful. It was the souls of the wendigos, frost entities that feed on hatred and anger, my heart never felt any more bitter than ever before in my life. I awoke being completely different from what I was.

My skin was a mix of black and white, my horn was a shade of poison purple, I had a healthy six pack chest and all my prosthetics were turned into real organs and body parts. I also grew from 5 feet 6 inches to 6 feet, so I grew a bit, not that it matters. the Archmage talked to me, mentoning the mirror in front of me. I looked at my reflection to notice the huge change to my body. Normally I would panic and ask what he did to me, but instead, I was calm and collective. having a new change in personality and confidence. I was ready to test my new skills for the king.

Soon me and the Archmage were in the courtyard. The drill Sergeant was instructed to have me face a caribou named Jorge Pip by the king. I proceeded to the center field. A royal scout has announced all royal guards in the courtyard not part of the event to clear out immediately and proceed to the upper platforms and that a special battle will begin. Only me, Jorge and Archmage were in the courtyard, all the guards that were in the area and the king were above us, watching the battle unfold.

I'll make sure to finish what I started long Ago. The battle began, Jorge attacked first, skewering me in the neck with his spear, raising my body in the air. I then proceeded to laugh despite the current condition of my lyrics, wielding a demonic smile. I then grabbed the spear with my hands and pulled it out of my throat, landing on my feet as I fell. Soon I used my magic to form claws on my left hand and stabbed them into Jorge's chest. Jorge was in pain and fear, pleading for mercy. I ripped out his heart, completely cutting it off from the rest of the body, then squished it in front of him. Making sounds of gurgling and dying, Jorge had died within seconds.

THE WINNER IS WAR HORSE! yelled the king. Everyone watching applauded me in excitement. It was an incredible moment of my life. Later the King came down to see me, praising my victory, informing me that Jorge was the one who killed my parents and said this was gonna get better. I DUB THEE, MY RIGHT HAND MAN! the king replied. Even more applause and excitement came from the crowd, chanting my name all together. It was the most legendary day of my life.

2 weeks later. I was sent to attack an enemy hideout thought to be controlled by the rebels. I agreed with no questions asked and was an army to assist with the attack, Captain of the army. I would be sent on my first ultimatum after my… transformation.