Sasha

As we walked the long corridor filled with the past’s antiques and its history. As Luna began to speak we stopped to listen to this conversation “So we have a gun room?”

I replied “No I have gun room if we had a gun room you would know about said gun room, however you have shown that you in fact I am the one with the gun room. With that it is not just a gun room it also contains melee based weaponry as well.”

“So it’s gun and melee based weaponry room.”

“Technically, but I prefer to say gun room it’s shorter.”

Reggie raised the question “So where is this so called gun room?”

“A place that will soon be discovered by all of y’all, but right now we’re heading to the cellar cause I would like a scotch.” Then after filling a glass about half way up and tossing a few ice cubes in. “Now follow me to my room that’s where I put it last.” After the opening door the stale air released in the hallway as I entered I mentioned, “Wow the smell of vodka is still here and damn is this place dusty for the short time away.”

“Um… about that” Luna spoke up “You’ve actually been gone for around a year and a half… I’m kinda shocked that you came back or that you’re even alive.”

“Ok… one that is an insult to me, Reg, and Blue secondly I feel that we’ve been gone around a month or two. Either way no sense dwelling on the past when there is power hungry warlord who isn’t a real big fan of me.”

“He wouldn’t be if you murdered him.” Luna muttered.

“Luna… shut the fuck up I’ve tired of your shit…ok I’m goin to take care of this and you saying “You’ve should have done this or do it this way.” that is mostly makes me want to blow your head off instead of his.”

“Well… I never.” She replied clearly annoyed by my statement.

“Never been stood up to… It’s kinda hard to stand up if you must kneel down to face them.” I answered with.

“Spectrum if you live through this I will personally throw you and your shit out of this castle.”

“And if I die.”

“I won’t have to throw you out.” With that she left and slammed the door.

“Well shit just hit fan… and it is fucking everywhere…” Reggie awkwardly stated fully knowing the tension was clearly noticed.

“Ok… So… shit what was I doing… gun room… yeah gotta get the guns.” I stammered my words as I placed my ring on my transmutation table and then placed a book bound in purple leather and opened to page 326 and spoke the phases from the page “I come here asking for help with the tools that those before me and me myself have collected to help us defend us from those against… and if we fail let us be near those who lost their lives for the cause that we ourselves strived to uphold.” My ring then began to glow with a purple sphere in the middle of metal circle. I placed the ring back around my neck while the sphere stayed in the place before. I picked the round object with both hooves and swiftly expanded my hooves from the sphere and it expand into a portal.

“Ok… come on…” I said feeling that defeat was inevitable.

“Ok… that is some black magic bullshit…. But I fucking love it.” Reggie exclaimed.

As we entered the portal we were transferred to a room filled with weapons from every aspect that could be thought about.

“So what… you got here?” Reg asked.

“Anything from blades to blunt or .22 to .50 depending on what you like.” I answered.

“Where did you get these?”

“Most were already here. This is the armament chamber of past corrupted born.”

“Ok how about your contribution.”

“I’m a part of the monthly bakery club.”

“I don’t get it.”

I whispered, “The guns are in the cake and there is then the rug salesman, but he’s not really a rug salesman.”

“So how did this get started?”

“In the beginning everyone lived together however as time pasted there was great segregation between corrupt born and the “normal” born. The reason being that the past rulers saw that the corrupt born used a dark magic that was stronger then theirs. They tried to understand how to use it and become stronger it however led to the demise of the high ruler and it was seen as an assassination plot. This waged a war that lasted until each side decided that the corrupt born would create a new parallel dimension and would live there until the end of time. This was a secret armory that was only accessible by the corrupt born offer contributing their arms and life.”

“What happened after the war?”

“After time pasted there was a corrupt born princess who saw this separate both unnecessary and caused a lack of unity that was needed for the world to be a better place. She how ever was punished for her defiant nature and when her punishment she was forced to conform to the “normal” way of life. While there are still those who oppose this forced idea they are simply small-scale rebels. There however is a rumor that there is someone who is taking out those who are murdering those who are murdering corrupt born in the overworld and keeping the rebellions striding for success. “

“So what we got to work with.”

“Well…” I turned to everyone who was admiring the weapons. “Midnight here is a pair of 9mm compact submachine guns or Uzis. Their names are Roxxi and Moxxi.” I said while tossing the pair Uzis that were nickel-plated and finely polished to sheen with ornate floral patterns curling around the main body with the two names also etched in of each side.

“Reggie here is the Russian Daddy.” I said when tossing a PKP Pecheneg.

“What can you tell me about this.” He asked.

“Uh… 7.62mm with a… I think around 600 or 700 RPM with… 250 round per belt in the… I don’t know the technical name, but the thing that hold the rounds that is latched to the bottom.”

“Thorn, follow me to the next room.” I said while walking to the next room. The room was filled full of weapons from daggers to swords to maces and anything in between and more even then.

“Now… what you like?” I asked.

“Throwing knives and axes.” He replied.

“A preferred material?”

“Light and strong.”

“Well… Titanium is pretty light and fairly light.” I passed him one of the knives. “Here try this.”
“You have more of these?” He asked.”

“Yes and here is a bandoleer to hold sixteen knives and four throwing axes. There is two tomahawks on that table you can use those.”

I returned to the previous room to see Blue examining the wall of armaments

“Something wrong?” I asked a seemingly saddened Blue.

“Well there doesn’t seem to be anything here that I can use.” He replied.

“I understand lucky I own what I call “Warlord” and it is a mechanized war suit and would be quite comfortable for someone of your size.”

“What does it do?”

“Wreck shit.”

“Any tech specs?”

“Nuclear engine for power, liquid coolant system, carbon fiber bottom half and a high carbon arms with a extremely tough alloy to prevent extensive damage… to the machine not those being attacked by it... they will most definitely be dead.”

“Where is this machine?”

“See that red button about two to the left there is orange one that will bring it up.”

As the button was pressed there was a rumble from below and the floor opened up. From the dark crater came the beast forged from metal and hell.

“Ok… that is bullshit why is that here?” Reg asked.

“I told you this was to hold some of the resistance’s arms. This was one of there arms.”

“It’s a fucking tank… How did we win?”

“Don’t really care just have to kill Fracture… Ok Fracture must die…”

“How this work?” Blue asked.

“Motion sensors so where you move it moves.”

“Hello I’m still here.” A familiar but forgotten voice spoke. I turned around to see Bone wearing a maroon beret with a 1st Recon emblem on the front.

“Son of a bitch… Where have you been? And how do you get in here?” I asked

“There is a giant glowing portal and I should ask you same question.” He replied

“Ok go ahead.”

“Where have you been?”

“Fuck if I know… Midnight.”

“Well… uh… Reggie.” She stammered.

“Not dead.” Reggie Finally answered.

“So still fighting Fracture?”

“Yeah kinda at my front door.”

“So can I get a gun?”

“Why?”

“Cause I’m the best shot here.”

“Proof?”

“Well I was top of my class at West Point. I have on of the longest shot recorded on site at 1.7 Km and I a beret with the emblem that is feared throughout the entire empire.”

“Fine what you want?”

“Scope.”

“Fine.” I said lifting up the weapon. “This is a AW 50 with a 12x scope and a muzzle break so you shoulder doesn’t break so you happy?”

“Only if can test it.”

“Fine you go up top and wait till I get up there and everyone else get down to he front and wait till you hear a round fire off. Midnight also take this scythe when you run out of ammo.”

“What are you going to use?” Midnight asked.

“Still deciding.” I replied, “Now get ready.”

They left leave a relieving sensation to flow through me. I began to breathe slower and slower while entering a piece state of focus. I laid on one of the table and lose my eyes I then began picturing scenes and when I awake I was in a place of tranquility and harmony. When I opened my eyes to the room when a loud crash erupted from the wall.

“The fuck was that” I exclaimed. I began to climb off the table while grumbling “Can’t a fucking second of fucking peace… I was going to pick a gun but fuck it. Eenie meenie miney mo I choose you now lets fucking go. I try to calm down for a second.” I grabbed my stockless, sawed-off, lever action 12-gauge shotgun and the bandoleer that was paired with it.

I reentered my room to see a bottle of scotch unopened from before. “That will calm me down.” I stated while smirking.

I took the staircase taking the occasional swig on the way up. When I reached the pinnacle of one of the towers.

“Spectrum there you are. Fracture has set up five ballistae and already fired one.” Bone informed me.

“I know the dick disturbed me.”

“Spectrum why are you holding a bottle that is half full?”

“It was full… I don’t know what happened. Anyway how far out are they?”

“Seven hundred meters.”

“Let me see.” I then saw around five hundred soldiers and Fracture in the background while an unknown one.

“Spectrum long time no see.” The cynical voice said from a magical projection

“Hey… so how you been?”

“Since I nearly died due to you… Fine.”

“So… can you kinda fuck off?”

“No… I would rather see you dying in a pool of your own blood.”

“You already tried that and it didn’t really work out for you.”

“I won’t make the mistake of assuming you’re dead… Wait are you drunk?”

“I call it a light buzz.”

“You are an idiot.”

“Every female knows that I’m better when I’m drunk.”

“Funny.”

“Anyway leave my blood alcohol level out of this. What make you think you’ll win this battle?”

“My five star general.” At which point a black haired one entered the frame.

“Spectrum?” He said.

“It that you Robert?”

“Oh… it is you… sorry about having to… siege your castle.”

“Sorry about kicking your ass in the orphanage.”

“Well… We’re done here.” The picture then blinked from existence.

“Whose Robert?” Bone asked.

“A prick… a prick who I expect to have his brains all over that field.”

“Ok… then what?”

“Those ballistae are about to a tension problem resulting in then become unusable I think it had something to do with the tightly coiled rope.”

I climbed onto one of the stone gargoyles my eyes still focused on Bone.

“Spectrum… When your ready.”

I took a long gulp from the bottle then spoke “Pop his head.” When I heard the shot I fell back feeling the rush from the combination of war cries booze and adrenaline from falling. As the ground approached I began spiraling down and then opened my wings to slow my descent. When I hit the ground a small amount of dust was kicked up. When it cleared I was next to Reggie on my left and Blue on the right. I rested my shotgun on my shoulders holding it in place and carrying my bottle with a couple sips left.

“I’ll handle this.” I said while walking with a cocky swagger. When I reached them I noticed that they mostly had spearmen and about half of them had shields to accompany their weapons. “Guys… we don’t have to fight. You know what we could a drink in my cellar there is plenty for everyone.”

One of them stepped forward and spoke. “No.”

“Guys come on.” I said trying to negotiate.

“Are you drunk?” He asked.

“I mean this was a full bottle.” I stated

“So you are drunk?” He asked once again.

“Yes… and you’re dead.” I answered.

Which he replied “Hahaha… Wait. What?” That was followed by me swinging the shotgun around my neck, pulling the trigger, and making his head being a brief memory. I then walked back to my friends with the same walk that I left them with.

“So… it didn’t go well?” Reggie asked.

“Not as I would have liked… But I think made progress.” I replied

“In what aspect?”

“There is one less to worry about.”

“Is his brains everywhere.”

“Well… um… uh… yeah…”

“So we starting this?”

“Where you want to go? High or stay low?”

“I’ll go high up and rain down.”

“Good plan now get.”

I turned to the mechanical one and Thorn “Thorn if you stay near Blue you he can break them up and it will be easier for you take them out and not get swarmed.”
Thorn replied “Ok I stay with metal one.” He then turned to Blue. “Don’t stand on me strong one.”

“Just hop on my back.” He replied.

With Midnight and me left we discussed our plan. “So what we goin to do?” She asked.

“Well are you good at fighting?”

“Kinda, I’m good at dancing.”

“I sorta thought that. Ok pretend that you are dancing with Roxxi and Moxxi and… wait did you name your scythe?”

“No… should I?”

“It doesn’t hurt to.”

“Ummm…. Its name is… Black Spade.”

“Ok good.”

“Wait… what did you call your knife.”

“Why?”

“Just tell me.”

“Its called Prototype.”

“Why?”

“The alloy used in this switchblade is the same one used in all of the melee weapons.”

“So this has the.”

“The same affect your scythe. Yes. It is also a grappling hook. The shaft is able to uncoil into a rope and it about 10 feet long. Finally both the inside and out of the piece of metal.”

“Ok lets get goin.”

With that we charge and the ground rumbled from Blue running. As I looked to see Reggie flying towards the army cocking the “Russian Daddy” Blue jumped over us casting a shadow engulfing us in shade. After landing there was a hiss from the pneumatic pistons located in the legs. I then saw both massive fist rose before they made contact with the ground and then Blue swung both arms knocking others out of the way. Thorn then jumped off the metal beast and began throwing his knives while the enemies where distracted with Blue throwing spear at his metal casing. I heard Reggie Rat-A-Tatting the shields while midnight was doing the same. I was then swarmed by a few one thrust his spear towards me. I leaned to the right then used the butt to knock him down. I turned back to a swordsman slashing downward I pushed against it and when I did I hear a grunt from behind. I spun around a spear that pierced the swordsman and led me to the back of the murder. With a pull of the trigger two were down. I was then pushed by a shield leaving me on the ground I the aimed to the shield and ejected the hull a loaded a shell. I then fired at the metal disk to no success. I then cocked the lever again; however I retreated a few feet to hear a loud ping and his body responded by dropping dead. After slipping a few shell to replace the ones fired I flew noticing Midnight has a barrier protecting her. With a flip of the wrist the barrier disappeared and those surrounding her were thrown into the air. They were then slice to shreds by her spinning and creating a sphere of blades. I flew low to the ground letting off buckshot like lead rain dodging the occasional spear throw. I was grabbed and pulled to the ground surrounded by ten when one tried to spear me and I rolled so it struck the ground. I snapped the wood creating myself a staff and fired one off so they would back off. I fired the remaining rounds knocking the number down to five. While trying to defend myself I would trip them or bash their knees to buy time. As I began to fly away to reload a spear hit the base of my left wing bringing me back to the cold dirt. I quickly pick up the staff and keep sweeping around me not to get jumped. When one rushed I replied with a simple sweep of the leg he was on his stomach and I slammed the piece of wood that led to the crunching of his neck. I stole their complete spear and assessed the situation. With a couple of swift slides I was able to counter attack by slashing their midsection and blood flowing to grass. I realized that only one remained and his stance was stronger then the others and his lack of striking left my counterattacks useless. I wondered where my shotgun had hidden itself until I noticed it was on the back of the one in front of me. I took my spear and placed the end on the and after a second of thought I snapped it into two pieces and broke the long splinters off. I then slammed it on the ground a few times. My ring then sparked and I thought “Shit… I forgot about this…” I opened a black pool below me and dropped into the void and after a second I was standing behind his back when he grabbed my arm and threw my body to the ground. I stepped back and decided that I had to rush him and then put my stupid plan into action, however when he lugged his spear and I answered by sliding on my back and jamming my spear into his throat and he dropped forcing the spear fully through his to the back of his neck. As I returned to the battle most had been killed or ran away and just I thought this was over there was a great flash from the sky then I fell to the ground along with my friends.

When I awoke there was a leg holding me down and I tried to use my ring till I realized it wasn’t around my neck. I heard the dreaded voice “Well… I’ll give an A for effort, but you’ve stilled failed and I will enjoy breaking you.”

“You can’t break me.”

“I already have you and your friends are powerless.” To that I turned my head and saw a fuzzy image and it came into focus I faced Fracture for him to say “Any last words?”

“Just a couple.”

“And those are?”

“Meet Sasha.”

As he was about to ask whom Sasha was he was blasted off on my and a half second later a loud frequency hit my ears. I was getting up until Luna popped into my view and asked, “Need some help?”

“About five minutes ago, but better late then never.” I then walked over the now bloody and barely living one putting up my shotty on the way and loading it while continuing my pace till I stood over him.

“What a waste of a life. You could have just walked away started again, but no you were too determined to leave.”

“You won’t kill me.”

I cocked the lever.

“You said that your father gave everyone a chance.”

“The problem is that he didn’t believe in second chances.” And with that final note I blasted the memory of his face from his mind and mine.

Luna and me then woke everyone up and started cleaning up.

Reggie asked. “Where are we going to put them?”

“My sister told me that they have a forest in the Void that will make them vanish.”

After about an hour of gathering the bodies together I opened a huge portal and they fell into Void.

“So are we done?” Reggie asked.

“Depends.” I replied

“On what?”

“You want equality for the corrupt born, Griffons, and anyone thought as an outcast by the Equestrian Empire?”

“Yes.”

“And all of you?”

They all replied with a unified “Yes.”

“Well, we have a new goal and a new adventure.”

Author's Note

It should be know that this is the last planned chapter and the next story will be a backstory of Reggie the Griffon and how he came to be just before meeting me in this story. With that I bid those who sticked with the story a farewell and to Reggie who the best friend that I have ever had I hope to see very soon and be a dick to you like before. Ok guys I'll see you soon and remember I am thankful for all of you no matter what you say who think.