"So, how was that for a side story?", I look over to find Luna wide eyed, and smiling.

"It was, how you say, awesome!"

"Shoot, you like that, then you'll definitely like this next part..."

"Celestia! Open this fucking door! You got till the count of three, then I'm breaking this fucking door down!", I screamed at the top of my lungs, "One....Two...", I heard footsteps clatter behind the door, "...Three."

I struck the door as hard as I could, but to no avail. I punched again and again and again; each one ending the same way. Over and over, I hit the door with full force, "You can't hide forever! I will break this door down, that I can guarantee!"

After an hour of nonstop hits, I finally looked down to bloody, bent, and gashed fingers. Fuck, I keep this up, I ain't going to have hands anymore...SHIT! That's it! I reached into my front breast pocket, and pulled out the game changer; the syringe. "Hey, queen cunt! Looky what I got here!"

I slowly rolled my sleeve up, and shoved the needle into my arm. The only words to describe the feeling are bliss and rush. As in the rush that it gave me was unlike any other drug; it can only be described as pure bliss. Something clicked in my brain, my blood started to literally boil, and all over my body, my veins had come to the surface once again. I let out an exasperated scream before I ran up to the door, and started banging my head on the lock, "Celestia, I'm coming in whether you fuckin' want me to or not!"

Ten minutes later, and I had made a dent the lock; and other than slight bleeding, nothing was wrong. Another ten minutes after that, and I had completely shattered the steel handle; and with little might, pushed the two doors inward. On the other side were five soldiers, eagerly waiting for my entrance. They weren't anything special, just a few Guardsman, most of which looked like brand new recruits. All but one of them. The tallest of them (about a head taller than me, but paled in comparison to my body mass) wore a sergeant insignia, and looked to have at least a year of service under his belt. But you gotta remember; they're Guards, I'm a Marine. Also, I had experimental drugs that made me damn near invincible.

I must've had something on my face, cause the four recruits were trembling something fierce. One of the poor bastards just dropped his weapon and ran past me, out the door. One down, four to go... "Is this really the only defense her majesty put up?"

The sarge was first to speak up, "Stop right there. We have orders not only for your arrest, but also to shoot if need be!"

I just laughed at the guy. I couldn't help it, but his troops just weren't intimidating. Compared to the changelings and griffons, these guys looked like kittens to me. I slowly reached down to my side, and extracted InSaNiTy from it's holster, and leveled it at the stallion. "Fire on me, and it'll be the last damn thing you do. I got eight shots in this mag, and four mags to back this one up. I ain't afraid to kill you, hell I'd relish in your blood soaking the marble floor. So, by all means, give me a damn reason to put y'all in body bags.," I said in a nonchalant tone.

All but the sarge had lowered their weapons, looking between each other and to the sergeant. Finally, he spoke up, "I'm going to die either way. Rather die protecting the kingdom, than be hanged by a noose for treason. Men, put this A-WOL fucker down.," He quickly turned around and retreated back further, I thought he was running away. But I was wrong, I'd see him much later.

The second I saw one of them move, I pulled the trigger; I managed to pop the one on the far right in the dome. "Boom! Fucking twenty points to me!," I giddily screamed.

"Shit! He got Gunn-," I shut up the gray unicorn next to him by repeating the same action.

"Didn't your momma ever teach you to speak when spoken to?," I sarcastically remarked.

The two remaining, both earth stallions, looked at each other, and did what the first recruit did; dropped their guns and ran like hell. "Easy as takin' candy from a mentally handicapped baby." I let out a dry laugh, and continued on my path to Celestia's room.

Drifter...we're bathing in blood. Keep it up! Maybe, if we're lucky, you'll die! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Author's Note

Damn! Took a while! Sorry, just had my mind elsewhere. Enjoy!