The Mayor Of Canterlot

After recovering from the initial shock and walk out of the wall Mark made out of his body, Yellow Devil recovers some control and confidence remembering something for this eventuality. "Yeah, you’re talking as if you already won," He smirks and takes out a red pill from his pocket. "You are not the only one with tricks ape!" Swallowing the pill Demons body starts to shake and increase in side as his fur turns red and his eyes get bloodshot taking the mayor off guard, as his clothes start to rip until he was left with only ripped shorts.

"So that is where the demon in your nickname came from."

"That is right, simian. What you call 'filth' I call untapped potential! A glorious drug that can erase any creature's limiter capable of helping even the puniest of ponies become a force of nature! Something that if used could let you tame even a dragon!" He speaks with a distorted voice as he rushes at him. "How could you let an opportunity like this slip your fingers?! So what if there is a chance your organs may explode as a side effect of constant use?!" Dodging the attack Mark almost loses his balance and barely dodges another hit when his fist manages to crack both the floor and wall of the dungeon.

He keeps backing away as Devil tries to connect another attack, "That only means they were weak to begin with. Only the strongest should deserve power, if they don't have the resistance to hold it, then they don't deserve it in the first place. If anything I were only trimming the herd, you should be begging me to introduce this to the street and..." Mark jumps to the side and trap his arm with some near by chains, "Stupid monkey, nothing you do will help you, AAHHHH!!" Entering into another cell Mark rips off a chain and jumps around grabbing his arm and using a piece of the cell and taking out the piece of the brass knuckle from his hand as he screams in pain.

Recovered, Devil grab Mark torso and ram him into the ceiling before hitting him against the walls and floor like a ragdoll repeatedly as his bones cracked and broke, accompanied by wet splats of his muscles and blood splattering everywhere, some of the blood reaching Devil’s eyes, which causes him discomfort and makes him toss the human forward, where he creates a pool of blood while the spell works overtime to heal him completely. All the while Devil tries to clean his face from the blood.

"Puny human, is this the best you can do?" Smiling and with his vision restored, he looks at his opponent and enjoys how pitiful he looked.

Panting and spitting some blood Mark slowly stands up glaring daggers at Yellow Devil. "My mistake, I didn't want to cause too much damage to the castle." Using the chain as a whip he spun it a couple of times before launching forward, grabbing his right left leg and pulling, while jumping at the same time, catching the stallion by surprise.

Off balance and with his arms spread out of impulse the mayor was able to land a clean hit on the ponys left side of his face, sending him flying until the chain tensed up. Using the momentum Mark spins the earth pony around before ramming him against a wall which cracks his back.

Before landing Mark rushes and hits Devil under his chin as he keeps running, pressing his body against the wall destroying a good chunk of it and leaving a clean trail of fur, blood and muscles behind, until finally the mayor launches his victim forward into the air until he hits the end of the hallway, with a red hot back in the process of healing, "Seem like there is no helping it. But considering the circumstances, their majesties would take it easy on me."

Cracking his knuckles and neck the mayor let the stallion to stand up and spit some blood too while nursing and re-adjusting his chin, no longer caring for the pain as adrenaline and rage was filling him now. "Yeah, I will grant you this primate, you might be strong, but compared to my drug, you might as well be a very strong ant. Now let me show you what real power looks like!" He launched again but Mark was prepared this time and he rushed forward as well.

"No Devil! Let me hammer this into that thick skull of yours, once and for all!" Dodging a swipe Mark gives an upper cut at his right lumbar sternson breaking it and implanting his fist into his body as his left ribs are destroyed, "Take that infernal drug of yours…"

Letting go and jumping back Devil almost falls as he coughs blood but Mark wasn't done yet as he keeps talking while breaking his bones, "And get...out...of...my...home!" He breaks his scapula, the right side of his face, the lower half of his sternum which lift him into the air and finally with two fingers he turns his hips and chest before delivering a frontal hit with all his powers with only his two fingers that barely touch the stallion.

Time seems to slow down as the replica travel through the pony's body, while he could hear all of his ribs and most of his bones were turning to dust, as the ground underneath Mark flows backward and seems to have turn to water, before time speed up and he is launched like a bullet out of the dungeon and blowing holes at the walls from there to the main entrance where he kept flying now converted into a bloody pulp until finally he hits the force field that shakes a little and leave a blood imprint of his body as his eyes roll back. Barely alive the dome gets too work as the stallion is left on the floor twitching occasionally as some mares that manage to dodge the gas or are just now waking up notices the pony and slowly start to swarm him.

Standing in the now huge crater he forms and blows air from his nostrils, Mark sees all of that happen before turning around and heading up the stairs, focusing on finding the rest of the intruders, when he discovers the scroll of Demon laying on the ground alongside the rest of his ripped clothes. Getting an idea, he rushed to the cell he was in and activating the wireless function he transferred the security images into the scroll so he could see them before checking if the phone could make any calls, getting surprised when he gets a signal. Not wanting to waste his good luck he uses it to contact someone from the outside.

"Hello?" The same mare from before answered.

"Through the abandoned mine there is a blind spot that can reach the castle. There is a rat infestation at the moment. I need a vacuum cleaner with premium guarantee suction." He didn't waste time in talking in codes.

"It will be there in ten minutes, sir."

"Perfect, you can begin in Celestia’s chamber, I will be there to receive you."

He could hear a growl from the other line, "Understood sir."

Cutting the call he rushes to the upper floors heading to the library which at the moment was the closest to his location, only to find the road covered in a deep layer of fog and a floor litter with unconscious mares everywhere. The human backs away before the gas could reach him and return to the entrance to the dungeon, taking notes on how he still was on only his boxes.

Fuck! So they didn't just use that junk on the princesses, no wonder I have barely seen any growling mares, and with how I'm dressed now, they might as well be sleepy hungry lioness ready to pounce on the first male they see. But I can't let them do that either, any second now they could swallow their tongues. I need to do something. While thinking of a solution, the heat of a nearby torch caught his attention and made him smile. And I may know exactly what. Opening a fake wall, the mayor enters a secret route in order to avoid the fog and resume his mission.

Moments later, at the royal library

Crow was picking books left and right, and putting them on a sack as he laughed in outer glee. "First edition, only in case of emergency, introduction to the dark arts, for the princesses eyes only!" He kept listing each book he was collecting like a kid in a candy store. "I knew it! This place was a gold mine! Just thinking about how much money only one of these books is gonna fetch me is giving me a raging boner!"

He stops and slowly turns to look at the incapacitated Twilight still hanging in the middle of the room. "And thank goodness I have the perfect cum dump to spend it on.~" Using his magic he brought her down to the ground and started to massage one of her breasts until her nipples got erect, "Shame I had to kept the mask on. But oh well, we can't run the risk of you walking up and finding the truth, can't we?~"

He laughs while pressing his face against her, "Still, oh how I wish I could be able to take off my mask." His rant suddenly is cut short when he heard the sound of the fire alarm going off before the sprinklers on the library come to life and bathed the room in a special foam substance design to put out any fire without damaging the books of parchment, additional to remove all the gas he flooded the place.

As a result his blood ran cold when he saw how the princess of friendship was slowly starting to wake up. In a panic he rushed toward her and blasted her with more sleeping gas before she could recover her senses, letting go a huge sigh of relief once she was knocked out cold once again.

"Aww, what the matter, Crow?"

The unicorn was startled and went stiff when he started to hear the voice of Mark echoing through the walls despite him not being anywhere in sight. "Wasn't this what you wanted? An excuse to get rid of the mask." Pointing his weapon everywhere the unicorn start to get nervous when he followed a shadow moving from one side to another, too fast for him to have a clear shot as Mark laughed at him, "Careful what you wish for?"

"Y-You?! How did you escape primate?! By now Yellow Devil should have turned you into a bloody pulp!" Crow calls as he advances through the room, his horn charged and ready to be used.

"Awww, cute, another skeptical. And here I was thinking you might have heard the rumor too." Mark drops Yellow’s mask at Crow’s hooves making him pause and look in shock.

"You beat him? So the stories..."

"...were alllllll true." Mark whisper behind him, causing Crow to yell in terror and try to blast him with the gas, but the mayor reacted faster and holding the side of it, he keep it in place and crushed it while his other hand grabbed the unicorns face and lift him in the air as he started to break his mask.

The pressure of the gas turns to be too much and the container explodes sending both of them flying. Mark holding his breath in an attempt not to inhale while Crow’s mask gives him a bit of protection which leaves him startled and slightly drowsy as he coughs and removes the damage mask. "You are dead primate!" He swears using his magic to clear the gas surrounding him and take hold of it.

"Maybe you were stronger than that muscle head, but as long as I have my horn and I keep my distance there is nothing you can do against me!" He spots the human rising from some bookshelf and launches the cloud at him as he jumps out of the way, barely dodging the attack.

"Not so cunning now are we?" Crow recovered his confidence and hid himself inside a swirling mist, "Do you see it human!? How does it feel to be that strong and yet find out your opponent is unstoppable?!"

Mark tries to clear the fog with a strong clap that moves around some books yet the cloud remains in place.

"Ya, I'm in control of this gas ape, that is not gonna work. But here, have some dance partners." The silhouette of the unicorn appears tossing two golden bracelets out of the cloud that catch on fire and morph until they resemble scrawny looking mares with overly exaggerated and sharp fingers growling at him. "One of my finest products."

Launching at him Mark tries to hit them only for his arm to face throw and burn for its efforts into one creature allowing one to scratch and burn his stomach while the other hit his back. In pain the human backs away as the monsters give chase.

"I call it burn sticks, add some blood and they would slowly copy the appearance of the pony you use. And if its a mare going thru heat, they can even copy the behavior and tracking skills of one."

In shock, Mark saw how they seemed to be smelling the air and seemed to be targeting the only piece of cloth he had left. Dodging more slashes the human needs to act fast and could only put objects in between to gain time, as their bodies slowly start to resemble a familiar looking princess.

"You used Twilight blood!?" He asked Crow, completely livid as he only could laugh.

"Thought you might want to have some fun too. Come on monkey give me a show, while I tend to your precious princess." The human realized then that Crow was right on top of Twilight and seems to be groping her frame and l licking her face, "Do me a favor would you? When they catch you, tell me how it feels to have your dick burned from the inside."

Jumping and tossing a series of bookshelves, Mark managed to crush the dummies, but he could see the flames still present and starting to reform at a fast pace.

Having a moment to breathe Mark watches his hands and closes his eyes, trying to relax and focus. Soon the lines reshape themselves once more to resemble fire and change color from green to purple.

Feeling the heat, the mayor opened his eyes feeling more tired than usual and with the palm of his hands ignited. At that moment the dummies finish rearming themselves and toss a desk at him. Mark tries to catch it only to be hit & tossed to the floor before the furniture ignites and turned to dust.

‘So it's either fire or strength, knew there was a catch to this.’ A strong burn on his leg reminded him of his predicament and before the Twilight clones could roast him, the human propelled himself backward before heading to one of the bookshelves, getting an idea. Once the dummies were in reach he spun around and grabbed hold of their bracelets before sucking all their magic. Both screech loudly and slash his exposed face and torso rapidly trying to get free but it was too late as they were reduced to jewelry leaving the human steaming and shaking from the pain, as he tossed the bracelets away from him.

Luckily Crow was too preoccupied with Twilight, to notice the changes in the mayor and only pay attention when he heard a loud noise followed by the growls of the dummies chasing the human.

Laughing he shakes his head, "Go ahead, primate! Run, and better be fast if you wish to keep your dick! Oh wait, you won’t will have it regardless. By the stars would that be quite the burn I imagine."

Having gotten behind the unicorn, the human admired his hands before placing them together and morphing the flame until it resembled a bow and arrow which he pointed at the merchant while closing one eye. Crow was still oblivious to what was happening.

"Don't try to play tough Mr. Mayor, come on! I bet the burn is agonizing, let's hear some screams!"

"Gladly!" Mark yells and fires an arrow that pierces the fog hitting the unicorn in the shoulder. Startled Crow looks down before Mark yanks him backwards, grabbing his face in mid air and sucking all his magic as fast as he could, ending the spell keeping the cloud going.

The shock and heat is enough to make the unicorn scream in pain and fear thrashing everywhere while trying to remove his hand while the human pins him on the ground, frying him alive as the smell of burn flesh and hair start to be invade the place. It wasn't until his energy was completely drained and he remains motionless, yet still alive that Mark let go, leaving a solid hand imprint burn on the middle of his face that was slowly healing.

Feeling his magic in his system the human stops draining and grabs his shirt to lift him into the air, Crow having almost no energy to fight and only capable of weakly lifting a hand. "Be thankful I didn't drain all your magic." Ripping his shirt Mark drops the merchant before going toward Twilight, burns the rope, and turn off his flames to catch her in the air, bridal style.

As careful as he could not to wake her up he grab and yank the necklace, trying to control the fire not to hurt her until it was weak enough to break, a piece of say metal melting on his hands as he shake it off like it was water, leaving only the crystal. Using the piece of cloth from Crown, he tries to cover her as best as he could before marching away, working overtime not to remember or think about the small cute mole near her right nipple. The princess unconsciously smiling and nuzzling her face against his chest, getting comfortable in the embrace and moving her tail back and forward in excitement, for some reason. Things the human decided to ignore due to the current predicament.

"What...are...you?" Crow manages to ask, with harbores breathing, while trying to process what just happened, and why there were glowing lines in the humans body.

Stopping the human looked at him over his shoulders, "I'm the mayor of Canterlot, and you would be wise to remember this. When I say I had zero tolerance for organized crime..." He shoot the ceiling in the hallway outside, which makes the sprinklers there go off "...I MEAN it!"

Crow’s blood freezes as Mark slowly smiles and exits the room through a secret entrance, just in time for feral female growls to be heard, following my shining eyes appearing at the front door.

The unicorn at that moment realized he wasn't wearing a shirt, and he was still too weak to use his legs or cast any spell, plus all his magic objects and tools were too far away from him.

"L-L-Ladies? N-nice ladies." With no other option he can only crawl backward as guards start to lick their lips and undress while approaching him, "N-Now, now ladies, l-lets talk about this. Let's make a deal, t-the human! The mayor! He went that way!" He tried to desperately bargain but it was to no use.

"O-Ok, ok, what about if I give you a small kiss and use my hands. I cannot do anything else my body is too tired, so please, if you could just give me a moment to breathe… n-n-no. At least please be gentle!"

They ignore him and just launch at him like a pack of famish wolf on an injured antelope.

In the meantime Mark reached the secret panic room and placed Twilight to safety as he let go a sigh of relief before standing up and exit the room before she could awake and see him.

Two down, two to go.