Dream Come True, or Nightmare Come To Life?

Author's Notes: Here it is! I'm expecting a Chapter 8 out of this one for sure. but IDGAF! I wanted to do something like this since Chapter 1, and now I have. So, enjoy the song and the Ass Kicking scene. Spoiler 4 u. Next chapter I explain why Jason is an alicorn. And the chapter after will be clop!

Shout Outs!

little dashie for first last chapter.

J0HNS0N For pre-reading this chapter.

And to all of you who found an error last chapter! YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!

Chapter 12 part Two

The Legend Realized

You hold up a hoof silencing them. “All right everypony. You want more? We’ll give you more.” You turn back and look at the others. “You guys want to take five? Or you think you can play By Knife By Gun Or By Bare Hand?”

Heavy simply nodded at you. “Trixie’s body is ready.”

“We got you covered Jason.” Vinyl said.

Octavia laughed and said. “Guess I get to take a break seeing as how I’m not needed. Sucks to be you guys!” And she walked off stage. Shortly after, you could swear you heard the sound of a beer opening.

“Alrighty then. Here you go everypony. Enjoy it!”

Heavy start the countdown. “One, two, one to three!” He started playing, and you started speaking. More gruff and less reserved as usual. With Heavy singing chorus again.

The eagle born to those who pledge their lives and sacred honor,
was smiled upon god and freed from chains and iron collar.
He is held aloft on unity and by history revered,
for preserving peace through strength his wings now reach across two-hundred years.
But for each of those and one year more,
God has smiled upon the Corps,
From the Barbary coast to the eastern sands,
by sword or gun or by bare hand.
So it's been and shall be weighed,
though many are born, "Few are Made"
Faithful always they shall remain,
dogs to loose when war is waged.

There was a pause before Heavy started playing again. You came in with some guitar. After a few, Trixie stepped in and started this show off right.

I am a Marine on the beach, I'm a killing machine,
with a need to bleed you when the light goes green.
Best believe I'm in a zone to be,
from my yen to my yang to my Yang Tze.
Put a grin on my chin, come to me.
cuz I'll win I'm one-of-a-kind and I'll bring death to the place your about to be.
Another river of blood runnin’ under my feet.
Forged in a fire lit long ago,
Stand next to me, you'll never stand alone.
I'm last to leave but the first to go,
hard Corps is the only way I know.
I feed on the fear of the devil inside,
of the enemy faces in my sights.
Aim with the hand, shoot with the mind,
kill with a heart like Arctic ice.

You said the first line, and motioned for the crowd to sing along.

I am a devil dog, I'm marching on (x2)
I am a warrior and this is my song(x2)

You stop the sing along and go back to it with Heavy.

I bask in the glow of the rising war
lay waste to the ground of an enemy shore.
wade through the blood spilled on the floor,
and if another one stands, I'll kill some more.
Bullet in the breech and a fire in me,
like a cigarette thrown to gasoline.
If death don't bring you fear, then death ain’t brought by no Marine.
Come to the nightmare, come to me.
deep down in the dark, where the devil be.
In the maw with the jaws and the razor teeth,
where the brimstone burns and the angel weeps.
Call to the gods if I cross your path, and my silhouette hangs like a body bag.
Hope is a moment now long past.
The shadow of death is the one I cast.

You motion for the crowd to sing with you again.

I am a devil dog, I'm marching on
I am a warrior and this is my song

Just you and Heavy now.

Hell has no demon I won't overcome.
I am a warrior and this is my song.

Heavy steps out of the chorus and you sing.

"For more than two-hundred years our Corps has done two things for this great nation....We make Marines, and we win battles. Never forget that... You're first Marines, and not all the communists in hell can over run you."

Now I live lean and I mean to inflict the grief,
And the least of me's still out of your reach.
The killing machine's gonna do the deed,
until the river runs dry and my last breath leaves.
Chin in the air with a head held high,
I'll stand in the path of the enemy line.
Feel no fear, know my pride:
For god and country, I'll end your life...

I am a devil dog I'm marching on, I am a warrior and this is my song.
Hell has no demon I won't overcome, I am a warrior and this is my song.
I'll make the devil himself, turn and run, I am a warrior and this is my song.
Into the fire I will keep marching on, Ooorah, Marine Corps! Get some!!!
Take me to the brig....so I can see the real Marines.

All playing stops as you say this last part.

Good night my comrades...Where ever you are…

You were met with raging applause. While a few of them looked a little scared. “Good night Ponyville!” You start walking off stage with your guitar in tow with magic. You couldn’t help but smile at the applause. For music that was way off then norm for these ponies, they took it better then you expected.

Rarity walked up to you and smiled. “Well Jason. That was some performance darling. But I can’t say I really enjoyed that type of music. Nor did I like being stuck in that crowd. Surrounded by all those sweaty ruffians. So while it was quite nice to watch you play like that, and it was a pleasant surprise. Overall, I didn’t like it.” Rarity batted her eye lashes at you and had a sultry smile on.

“You just want the reward for if you didn’t like it, don’t you?” You say with a chuckle.

“Well, I didn’t like being surrounded by all those sweaty ponies, but I did enjoy your singing. Your voice is quite nice. That one song that Octavia helped play was quite nice as well. But I still want my reward for being surrounded by sweaty ponies.” Rarity’s face was a little red.

You only laugh. “Okay, okay. I’ll do it. C’mon. Let’s go home.” You wave goodbye to Trixie, Beats, Vinyl, and Octavia. With Rarity under your wing, you walk out the back door. You get about three steps , when you hear someone behind you. You glance behind you, and look forward again. You stop dead in your tracks, and spin around. “You again…” The person in front of you was none other than the ex-unicorn.

“Hello ‘Jason’. “He says your name with a mocking tone. ” You know, I heard you were changed into a alicorn, but I just didn’t believe it. Guess I owe you a silver bit eh?” At first you were confused, but then a guard. A royal fucking guard drops down from the sky. Or the roof of the building next to him to be more precise.

“Yes you do.” The first guard was wearing a helmet; he was your average looking guard. Only he had a compass looking thing on his chest plate. He wasn’t a regular palace guard, they don’t have any emblems. Who was he working for?

“I warned you not to take that bet.” Another guard jumped down from the roof. This one didn’t have a helmet on. His emblem was also bigger. The two guards took up flanking positions of either side of the ex-unicorn in the middle.

“You did. You did… Next time I’ll listen.” He snickered as he faced you and Rarity. Rarity has at this point gotten behind you, and you had your wings flared out, and horn a-glow. Something you kept secret from Rarity, and Twilight, was that you were developing spells for combat purposes. There were a surprising few in Equestria, but you added a few more. With some Earth flare.

The guard with the helmet turned to the one without a helmet and asked. “Captain, do we have to kill the mare right away?” He voice hinted at what he really meant by that.

Rarity was terrified. Her ears were flat against her head. “Jason….” Rarity whispered in your ear, fear cracking her voice.

“Don’t worry. I got this.” You say to Rarity, never taking your eyes off your enemies. “I’ll give you one chance to leave, before you sign your own death warrants. Ask the guy in the middle. I’ve killed ponies before, and I’ll do it again. If you think I’m a liar, come closer.” Your eyes were slits, and your voice even.

The helmeted guard flinched. Not even an inch, but you noticed. “What’s the matter son? You ever come face to face with the Grim Reaper? I myself have been there so many times, me an’ him, play poker every weekend. “You take a step forward. “Let’s see if you have the balls to tango…”

There were a few things you expected to happen next. All three of them charging you, was not one of them. They were barreling down the alley way, which was ironic if you think about it. The guard took off and flanked you, while the ex-unicorn simply took you head on. You kept your attention on the guard with no helmet. Him being the more experienced from the looks of it.

He flared his wings out, and slowed down. You still kept your eyes on him. All of a sudden white hot pain was in your back. The other one hit you square in the back, while the first one slowed down, he didn’t and reached you first. The first one came up and grabbed you. You were turned around to face the ex-unicorn.

“Well. Not so tough without your fancy weapons now are you?” He raised a hoof up, and put every ounce of his weight into the hoof he brought across your face. Rarity was just standing there. To shocked to really do anything, except cry. Tears were streaming down her face as she watched you get hit. Over, and over again.

When the ex-unicorn finally stopped. He turned to Rarity. “So! You not only saved the whore, but started dating her?”

“You take that back…!” Your voice was even, and so full of hatred. Somewhere, in a galaxy far, far away, a shiver went down an old man’s back.

“Or what? Those two have you held tightly, you aren’t going anywhere. Neither is she…” He turned his attention to Rarity. “Now… Where was I when we last met…?” The guards holding you snickered at this.

Your eyes opened with realization, then narrowed again. “If you fucking touch her I swear to god I’ll-“

“You’ll what? You aren’t in any position to do anything!” Little did anyone, including you, know, there was a shit storm brewing above your heads.

“I’m going to fucking kill you…” You growled. Punctuating your sentence, was a rumble of thunder, and a flash of lightning.

The un-helmeted guard looked up. “That’s strange… There isn’t a storm scheduled for several weeks….”

The hair on your head, was starting to stand on end, and the storm raged above. “It doesn’t matter,” The ex-unicorn said. He was advancing on Rarity, whom was backed up to a dumpster.

“N-no… S-Stay away from me!” Rarity shouted. The storm over head was rumbling and lighting the sky constantly. Even the wind has picked up.

“I. Am warning you.” Your whole body was trembling with anger. “Leave her. Alone!” Your teeth were clenched. Your hair was completely on end now. Not just the hairs on your neck, even the hair on your head. Your mane was on end. Your eyes were glowing, and lighting had started striking around you.

“What is the weather team thinking?! This storm is getting dangerous!” The helmeted guard shouted, currently regretting wearing metal armor.

“Quit your bitching!” The ex-unicorn was standing over Rarity now, positioning himself to do the deed…

“JASON!” Rarity shouted, pleading for your help. As the ex-unicorns stallionhood started poking her.

“ARRGGGH!!” You shout, and flare your wings out, launching the two guards holding you down outwards. Nearly simultaneously lightning stuck you. Your eyes were glowing, and your iris’ were an emerald green. Lightning was arcing across your body. Your hair, was a brilliant golden color.

“I warned you. If I ever saw you again… I’d kill you…” Your voice sounded… Different… Like you were possessed by a demon. Various trash thrown by passerby’s started floating around you, and anything that got to close was struck by lightning emanating from your body, and atomized. Unknown to you at the moment, your cutiemark appeared. It was a dark storm cloud with lightning beneath it. Curiously enough, there was a tornado on either side of the lightning bolt.

You raised a hoof, facing the helmeted guard. “Now perish for your actions…” A bolt of lightning flew out of your hoof, and stuck down the now fleeing guard. There was a brief yell, but it was quickly silenced as the electricity Kentucky fried him. Scootaloo style

“Now you…” You turned your hoof to the other guard, who was foalishly charging you. Another lightning bolt stuck him down. The smell of chard flesh filled the air. You walked towards the ex-unicorn, who was backing away from you, and in turn, Rarity. Garbage around you still was atomized if it got to close. You were like a walking bug lamp.

“Your death will neither be swift, not painless. You made Rarity cry… You tried to hurt Rarity…”

“I-I’m sorry!” He tried begging for his life.

“I tried sparing you… You have been found guilty of attempted rape and murder. I sentence you to death. Now, I’ll carry out that sentence…” You walk up to the trembling ex-unicorn and instead of simply killing him, you place a hoof on him. Sending over nine thousand volts of electricity coursing through his body. He starts writhing in agony and screaming.

You stop only to place your hoof on the remains of his horn. The nerves in the stump of what remained of his horn amplified the pain. You shorted out his nervous system, so he couldn’t move. He couldn’t even writhe in pain anymore. He was just screaming.

“Jason! Stop it!” Rarity tried to get you to stop. She snapped out of her trance, and got over the voice thing. “You’re torturing him!”

“After what he tried to do… I’m going easy on him…” You never took your eyes off him. “But if you insist… “ You crank up the voltage, and instantly fry him. “There...” You took a few deep breathes to calm yourself down, the objects of your anger gone. Soon, the electricity in your body starts discharging, and your hair and eyes return to normal.

“Man… That wore me out… I wonder what that was all about… Are you all right Rarity?”

Still trembling, Rarity responded. “W-what happened to you?”

“I’m not really sure… All I know is I was really angry… Then, I felt like I was invincible. It was incredible… But those marks on the guards chest… What was it? Do you think it was someone’s cutiemark like with Celestia’s guard?”

Rarity was still shocked with what happened. “But, what the actual buck happened here!?”

“I don’t really know. I’ll discuss it with Twilight, but I’d be willing to bet it was my alicorn ability… I didn’t think it’d be so violent though… Do you think it might have something to do with the weather in general?” You raise your hoof to scratch your chin in thought. “Anyway… Are you okay?”

Having calmed down from the ordeal, she finally walked up to you. She pokes you, to make sure you still aren’t charged. “Oh Jason!” She embraces you, crying into your shoulder. “I was so scared…!” She was out right sobbing now.

You take you hoof and stroke her back and mane. “Shh… It’s okay… I’m here… I gotcha… C’mon, let’s go get Twilight. We need to tell Celestia about what happened…“ When Rarity calmed down, you started making your way to Twilight’s to talk to her about a few things. Also to send a message to the Princess about the situation.

“Also Jason, those emblems… That was Prince Blue Blood’s cutiemark…”

(DUN DUN DUNNN)

The filly in your lap said. "So THAT'S what your cutiemark means..."

"Yeah. I'm answering a whole lot of questions with this story aren't I?"

"Yeah you are. Also, remind me never to make you mad..."

"Stop breaking rules then." You say with a smirk.

"Can't promise you anything there." She returns your smirk.

"Yeah, that's what my cutiemark means. Now go to bed. We'll talk more tomorrow, alright sweetie?"

"Okay dad..." She hopped down and went off to her room in the palace.

The other pony in the room started talking. "You still miss her, don't you?"

"I'd be lying if I said I didn't..."

The mare next to you flipped her hair over her shoulder, and nuzzled into your shoulder. "We can't blame you. Losing a loved one is never easy. The way you had to didn't help..."