Hear the voices of Samuel/HTVO: Arc 1: Samuel

Chapter 53: It May Be Fancy, But Who Said We Couldn't Party?

Rarity and Pinkie Pie were carrying unconscious bodies of cult ponies out of the boutique. Rarity was covered in streamers and dirt while Pinkie Pie was covered in cake and chocolate. Pinkie wore a bright smile as Rarity had a disappointed pout. After tossing the last two bodies onto a pile, the mares turned to each other and softly smiled. They looked back at the boutique and gasped when they saw the entire place ruined. The windows were shattered, holes were seen through the walls, and a large robotic pony was standing behind the boutique. On it was a large, white insignia. 'Purple Stuffed Worms!' was what it said as Sweetie Belle was busy attaching stuff to it. The filly was covered in dirt and scratches as her black suit was torn apart and her black bandanna was scratched up.

"Oh my, I forgot she had that." Rarity said sitting down, wiping the sweat that rolled down her forehead off.

"Hey, Rarity, shouldn't we clean up your boutique?" Pinkie Pie asked trotting next to her.

"We will, soon, after I rest. Keeping these ruffians out of my store was so difficult. Thank you for helping me out, dear." Rarity said smiling at the pink mare. Pinkie Pie smiled brightly before looking at the robot. Sweetie Belle walked next to Rarity and sat in front of her saluting with her right hoof.

"Bring me scissors, 61." She said causing Rarity and Pinkie Pie to look at her confused.

"What?" They both spoke in unison.

Thirty-five minutes ago

Rarity wore her forest camo hat while hiding behind her red couch. Pinkie Pie was covered in dirt while positioning her party cannon against the window. Pinkie Pie looks at Rarity and yells, "Rarity! Come on, man the Party Gatling Gun!"

Rarity flinched by the loud tone and shook her head no. "I will not touch that and get my coat dirty."

"But Rarity, they're going to overpower us!" Pinkie Pie yelled pulling the string firing a load of streamers and fireworks at the cult groups that were trying to break into the boutique.

"I would rather have them overpower us than have my coat become dirty. Do you even know how long it takes for me to wash all the dirt off of it?!" Rarity complained while ducking her head from an ice spike that flew straight through the window nearly impaling her in the forehead. The mare peaked from the right side of her couch and trembled. "Plus, I can die and all of my blood will ruin it even more not to mention what it would do to my beautiful floor."

"Rarity, your floor is always dirty!" Pinkie Pie complained ducking from an ice spike. 'Dang it, you Cryomancers are annoying.'

"What do you mean my floor is always dirty?" Rarity asked, glaring angrily at Pinkie Pie. "I have you know, I clean these floors twelve times a day until every last speck is gone." She said lifting her nose up in the air proudly.

"How can you if you walk on the floor every day?" Pinkie Pie asked looking at her confused. "You walk on the dirt all of the time- "Pinkie, don't make everything more complicated than it already is!" Rarity interrupted her.

Pinkie Pie chuckled before ducking another ice pick. She covered her head as multiple spikes started flying through the walls pinning to the couch and other furniture behind Rarity. The pink mare quickly grabbed the string and pulled it hard, firing her cannon. Explosions along with the sounds of popping firecrackers were heard along with painful cries coming from the victims she fired at.

"Rarity!" Pinkie Pie yelled looking at her, desperate for the mare to assist her. Rarity bit her lower lip before running towards the hooked weapon on the other side of the door aiming out of the window. Rarity grabs the handle and lifts up the MG shaped candy cane weapon and rest it on her left shoulder. Her left hoof pulled back the trigger as her right hoof held onto the grip hard. The weapon started to fire rapidly, shooting spit balls. It confused Rarity for a few seconds until one of the spit balls hit a cloaked cultist exploding and covering them in a clay-like shell.

"What kind of bullets are these?" She asked looking at Pinkie Pie shocked.

"SPIT BALLS!" Pinkie Pie yelled pulling the string firing the cannon again. "WOOHOO!" She yelled.

Rarity ducked another ice spike and looked back out the window furious. "You dare shoot at a lady? That's quite indecent of you. Those who steep to those kinds of levels deserve a proper punishment." She pulled out the weapon and stood on her hind legs. "AND THAT IS PAIN! GOOD OLD PONYVILLE STYLE!" She yelled firing the spit ball machine gun. Many cultists attempted to take cover, but weren't able to as the spit balls exploded on, and nearby them, encasing them in a clay shell.

"You're doing amazing, Rarity!" Pinkie Pie yelled pumping her right hoof in the air while pulling the string fast with her left. Explosions and spit balls were tearing apart the groups ahead causing them to flee from battle. When they were scattered and far away, the two mares ceased fire and cheered. "THAT WAS AWESOME!" Pinkie Pie yelled.

"Yes, it was. I never had that much fun in a long, long time!" Rarity yelled happily dancing around with Pinkie Pie in a circle. "We showed those ruffians who the victors were." Rarity said.

"That's right; they ran away with their tails between their legs." Pinkie Pie said. "We won't be seeing them for a while."

"A while?" Rarity paused looking at her confused.

"Yeah, a while." Pinkie Pie said smiling at her. "They were only attacking us from that side while the others were busy on the roof."

"WHAT?!" Rarity gasped holding onto the pink mare's shoulders. "Pinkie, why didn't you tell me this?!" She shouted before panicking behind her couch.

"Don't worry, Rarity. I'm sure they haven't figure out- "Figure out what?" A mare behind Pinkie Pie asked, causing the pink mare to shut her mouth and turn around quickly. Three pegasi were glaring angrily at her through their hoods while holding knives in their mouths. Pinkie Pie backed away frightened looking for some sort of weapon.

"YOU PIGS!" Rarity yelled shocking the three cultists as she launched her couch at them using her magic. The three pegasi scattered quickly by leaping out of the way from the couch as it slammed into the wall, forming cracks. Rarity gulped before narrowing her eyes. Her glowing horn sparked as the couch in the wall was pulled out slamming into one stallion knocking him out instantly. The mare slung her knife at Rarity quickly, but Pinkie Pie used a mirror to catch the knife, which shattered the glass.

Pinkie Pie sighed in relief before smirking and tossing the mirror. The mare dodged by leaping to the side before pulling out another knife from her cloak's pocket. The second stallion pegasus ran towards Rarity angrily before Pinkie Pie got in his way. She pulled the string still in her left hoof to the side to drag the Party cannon to her. The stallion gasped when he came to the end of the cannon's barrel. The pink mare smirked, leaping back while also pulling the trigger. The blast blew the stallion out through the window. Rarity cried out for help causing the pink mare to glance to her left, seeing Rarity dodging attacks from the mare who continuously swung her knife trying to get the marshmallow mare.

"Rarity, use the force!" Pinkie Pie yelled.

"What?!" Rarity looked at her confused before ducking another swing, bringing her attention back at the pegasus.

"Your magic, your magic is the force! YOU ARE THE CHOSEN ONE!" Pinkie Pie yelled.

"I am...the chosen one?" Rarity muttered before slipping on an ice spike and falling back on the ground. She gasped looking at the grinning mare that was ready to finish her off.

"You're dead." The mare muttered.

Rarity glared at her angrily before she shut her eyes. "No, I will not die, for I am the chosen one!" She yelled. The pegasus looked at her confused before turning around. Her eyes widen when a couch came flying towards her. The couch smacked her caused her to fly across the floor and into the wall, denting it before she landed on the ground unconscious.

"YOU DID IT, RARITY! YOU DID IT!" Pinkie Pie yelled leaping up and down.

"I did it! Pinkie!" Rarity said smiling at her. "But what do you mean by 'I'm the chosen one'?" She asked.

"Oh, I have no idea." She said giggling softly.

Rarity just stared at Pinkie with a blank look before yelling loudly making the pink mare covered her ears. "You mean to tell me that I risked my own life believing lies?!" She asked, grabbing the mare by the shoulders forcing her forward till they were nose to nose.

"Yep." She answered smiling brightly. Rarity let go of Pinkie Pie and sighed.

"You're just full of surprises." She said rubbing her forehead frustrated.

"Yep!" She said bouncing around, but suddenly she stumbled forward, landing on the ground. Rarity looked around confused and frightened when the place shook. "What was that?" Pinkie Pie asked getting up from the ground, dusting herself off.

"I have not the slightest idea." Rarity muttered.

Sweetie Belle gritted her teeth, she covered in scratches and badly injured; the filly glared at the large pony machine staring down at her. The head opened revealing Opal sitting on a red cushion, glaring at the filly.

"Opal, you've been a bad kitty! I will not let you start a global nuclear war!" She yelled as her horn glowed again.

"Meow." Opal said lifting her nose high up in the air. "Meow, meow. Meow meow meow meow. Meow." The cat said grinning at Sweetie Belle.

"By Celestia, this cat is evil." Sweetie Belle said shocked before she shook her head and prepared herself.

The left hoof of the giant machine lifted into the air as Opal laughed. When the hoof came down, the filly dashed forward and quickly slid under it, dodging death. She got up from the ground and took out a plastic device with clay then launched forward at the back of the right foreleg. Once the clay device substance attached to the leg, it exploded causing the cat to gasp and yell in terror as the machine started going haywire. It started to stomp its hooves everywhere leaving large foxholes in the process. The end of its metal tail opened and started shooting out a bright beam slicing the trees in half and nearby buildings. Opal hissed and pressed a few buttons bringing the machine back into her control. Once everything was safe, the cat smirked but it soon vanished when Sweetie Belle landed in front of it.

"Meow!" Opal cried out.

"That's right, it's me." She said cocking her right hoof back. "And don't forget it-woah!" Sweetie Belle was interrupted when the machine's head shook causing her to fall out. She quickly grabbed the ledge with both of her hooves before looking back. There, her sister's boutique was in the path of the walking metal giant of mass destruction.

"Meow." Opal said grinning at the helpless filly.

"You can't do this, Opal. The world will be ripped apart." Sweetie Belle said glaring at the cat angrily.

"Meow, meow meow meow meow..." She leaned down to her ear. "Meow." She said before moving back and lifting her right claws preparing to swipe at the filly. Suddenly, the machine stopped and started to shake causing the cat to fall out yelling. "MEOWWW!" She yelled as Sweetie Belle watch her plummet but soon turned around and land on the ground safely before running away into the bushes.

"Dang it, what's going on?!" Sweetie Belle yelled trying to pull herself up as the machine shook. It soon stopped and sat down behind the boutique. Sweetie Belle sighed in relief and pulled herself up. "Weird...why did it stop?"

"You can thank me for that." Sweetie Belle looked up and gasped seeing Applebloom wearing a sheriff duster coat with a bullet belt around her stomach and a Single Action-Army revolver holstered.

"Applebloom!" Sweetie Belle gasped.

"I got what I wanted, you're no longer needed." She said holding a small chip in her right hoof.

"What is that?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"This chip contains all of the information on the making of Metal Filly. With this, my superiors can make more of these, and soon, an army to sell off to the black market." She said putting the chip in her pocket.

"Superiors? The Coltriots?" She asked narrowing her eyes.

Applebloom scoffed and lifted her left hoof in the air before quickly grabbing the handle of her revolver and quickly pulling it out. She pointed the gun at her and grinned. "No, those fools just hide that name like rats. My superiors wouldn't mind wiping them out, giving them the chance to end their pestering existence. But if you wipe out fire with fire, there will be nothing left. Nothing left from the Coltriots, means no money for the superiors. It's a lose/lose situation." She said before twirling her gun on her hoof and holstering it.

"How are you doing that?" Sweetie Belle asked amazed.

"I have no idea." Applebloom said calmly. She smirked before flipping back to the end of the tail. Sweetie Belle leaped up onto the head and watched Applebloom hold out her hoof in the air.

"You're not going anywhere!" Sweetie Belle yelled, firing a magic blast at Applebloom, but it went passed her. The filly became confused from this strange defense.

"State of the art, magical deflectors." Applebloom said revealing a small device in her hoof. "No magic can harm me as long as I wear this. So long, Sweetie Belle!" Applebloom yelled as a griffin flew by grabbing the filly's hoof, taking her far away. Sweetie Belle gritted her teeth and stomped her hoof on the ground.

"I will stop you, Applebloom, just you wait." She muttered.

Present Time

"What?" Rarity and Pinkie Pie both spoke in unison.

"Give me scissors, 61." Sweetie Belle said.

"What?"

"Nevermind, this chapter was a disaster; I hope it never gets posted. Every viewer is going to see me fail at stopping Opal and Applebloom."

Elsewhere in a sprawling metropolis, it was night time as the moon illuminated every rooftop of the endless city. On one of the tallest building stood a man in a black suit with an unbelievably fucked up haircut, looking out at the city from the ledge. The wind blew as a man in white appeared behind him, on the opposite site of the roof. He had a large, blond afro but his face was obscured by a large scarf that blew in the wind.

"So glad of you to come, 'Hawk'." The man said, with a smirk.

"Cut the formalities." The man in white said as he pulled down his scarf, revealing himself to be Magic (Oh I'm sorry, were you expecting someone different?).

The man was stunned as he turned around, "Y-You're not Hawk!" he said as he backed away, "What have you done with him!?"

"You can say he's, ummm, 'enjoying the company of some fish'." Magic said grinning.

"Y-You killed him!?" The man said, enraged.

"No, No, actually he went to a restaurant with some mermaids, it was actually quite nice." Magic said as the man became noticeably relaxed.

"Oh…ok, what's he eating?" He asked.

"I think chicken alfredo-" "Chicken Alfredo!?" The man yelled, "He's allergic to pasta! I'll kill you!" the man yelled as he jumped off the building and a blinding light appeared as a giant mecha appeared.

Magic wasted no time as he pulled out a pocket watch and yelled into it, "Cast in the name of hair! Ye Not Funky! BIIIIIIIIG FRRRRRROOOOOOO! PARTYTIME!" He yelled as a giant, bell bottom wearing mech appeared, busting out of the ground with a giant, golden afro the size of a city.

Magic hopped into the pilot seat as the window flashed with the words, "Ye Funky. We have came to perms."

"You're going to die here and then, I'm going to eat some cereal!" The Man yelled.

"The only thing dying here is your haircut!" Magic yelled as both of them launched at each other, with courage in their hearts and the stars as their crowd.

To Be Continued

(Inspired by Metal Gear Solid, may I say more? Lol. The final part was written by EpicAeromancer33)

EpicAeromancer33: "I will give an internet to whoever can guess what I based that scene off of."