Of Demonic Firepower

It had only been a minute earlier had Dante been completely surrounded by demon spawn. They were foolish enough, however, to leave Dante in possession of all their weapons, making the game the devil hunter was playing so much more of a bore. He was easily able to kill off the accursed souls and break the seal on the Ice Guardian's Chamber.

Dante shrugged and yanked out the last blade stuck in his left arm. He cast it aside as he walked through the gigantic entrance to Temen-Ni-Gru. Upon entering, Dante quickly got a huge blast of icy wind shot at his whole being.

"Whoo!" he stretched as his exposed limbs and chest developed goosebumps, "Forgot about that part. Ehh, I won't be in here very long anyway."

Dante nonchalantly strolled through the room and opened the enormous double doors leading into the next room; the Tower of Echoes. This room was the 'clock tower' part of the room, as all the gears constantly made sounds as if they were giant clocks ticking away at time. Dante personally found it annoying, especially since he knew it would speed up once he inserted the Astronomical Board; the key to the stars.

Dante looked up through the many pathways leading up several stories, and pondered which door he passed through last to get to where he was. It didn't really have any significance to know, since he had to be here anyway; just be nice to know. He guessed it was the green door as he ascended through the passageways up to the top of the room.

"I hate walking..." Dante muttered as he scaled the room. "If only there was a faster way to get up there, I might be able to get to the party on time!"

"A storm is approaching..."

Arkham muttered to himself as he walked through several different rooms looking for the soul that was looking for him. The presence was getting closer every step he took. His demon half of his face festered more and more, as the smell of familiar blood had made his boil.

He turned a corner in a hallway, and the first thing his eyes focused on was the barrel of a handgun. Slightly surprised, Arkham looked down to see the face of the person he already knew was there.

"Hey, father."

Arkham smiled. "Now now, Mary. Is this any way to greet your father?"

"You're not my father. My father died years ago. You're a monster that took his place!"

"Hmmhmmhmm... You hurt my feelings, Mary... That's not very nice..."

The lady pulled back the chamber on her handgun, bringing the first bullet from the clip into the barrel. This was her chance. She could take revenge for her mother now. Her index finger was squuezing the trigger, but there was something nagging at her, keeping her finger from pressing firmly enough.

Arkham frowned. "...Are you going to kill me, Mary? Or can you bring yourself to kill your own father?"

Mary threw her vision away from her father's face and closed her eyes. A single tear was shed as her finger finally ignited the spark inside the handgun, launching the bullet. She expected to hear the explosion of Arkham's brains, but what she heard instead was a very loud digging sound. She looked up, and found her father was no longer there. Shocked, she searched the whole room, but Arkham was nowhere to be found.

However, a reverberation of his voice was heard. "You disappoint me, Mary..."

Twilight Sparkle and Zecora both jumped from the explosion that originated from Ebony's forehoof. Their faces were completely covered in fear, for these two ponies are still very dangerous.

Ebony observed his right forehoof and noticed the metal ring. "Did Dante do it like that?" He looked where his hoof was on the floor and noticed a charred hole in the wooden floor. Curious, Ebony looked around the room.

Then he saw the open window, and knew that that was his target. Lifting his right forehoof, Ebony pointed his sole toward the gap in the open glass. He then began to think of Dante again, causing his horn to once again glow with a pale yellow aura. Once the aura got bright enough, the explosive sound once again shot through each pony's ears. A burst of energy shot out from the metal ring, and moved nearly as fast as light out the open window.

Ecstatic, Ebony softly said, "I'm still a weapon..."

As Twilight picked herself up, she decided it was Ivory's turn. "Then that means... If you can do it, then shouldn't Ivory be able to do it as well?"

Ebony looked back at Ivory. "Take off your fore boots."

She did so, and observed her soles. She also had a metal ring in her hoof, but unlike Ebony, it was in her left forehoof instead of the right.

*copy and paste Ebony shooting, but replace all 'Ebony' and respective pronouns with 'Ivory's*

"Amazing..." is the only word that Twilight's lips could form.

"We really should start looking for Dante now," Ebony said to the lavender pony. "Thank you for all your help."

Twilight nodded. "Sure! Sorry I couldn't be more help about Dante's whereabouts..."

"Don't worry, we'll find him."

As he said this, Ebony and Ivory started for the door. Once out, Ivory took a quick glance back at Twilight, her face full of worry. She then closed the door behind her.

Zecora was first to talk. "I worry about those two. Who knows what trouble they could get into."

"Me, too," Twilight sighed. "with those guns in their hooves, they could do anything..."

"Indeed, those ponies do pose a threat. Especially for that purpose they were once meant."

"Yes, Zecora. The fact that they USED to be guns is also a dangerous fact. They could be cold-blooded killers deep down. And if they're that bad, then I don't even want to think about this Dante they're looking for..."