War Attempt (Read at your own risk)

>Okay, match start.
>Leucine's big, muscular, but he's slow. Yeah he's gotta be slow.
>Nope.jpg
>his right hook connects with the side of your head like a fucking blur.
>Doesn't help that he didn't remove the armor from his hooves, that just makes it all better.
>Your form flies about 20 feet before hitting the ground.
>As you struggle to come to terms with what the fuck just happened you recall something Luna said to you just the day before.
>Luna: "With your arm comes a bit of my magic, you won't be on my level but you should be able to at least take a hit better than the average p0ny."
>God damn was she right, were you your normal Anony self that hit probably woulda taken your head clean off your shoulders.
>You're barely to your feet when Leucine throws a jab your way.
>You raise your sword up to block his strike
>It works, though the impact of Leucine's jab knocks you back about five feet.
>You're able to stay on your toes though.
>Okay let's see, fuck this guy is big, he's got damn good reach, he's faster than he should be. Probably magic or some shit.
>As you leap away from another wild swing you realize
>If he's fighting you without any armor he's gonna go all out, if you hit him one good time with your saber its over.
>He's got speed, power, but no defense. You got this Anon.

>You duck under another wicked hook and counter attack with a nice vertical cut from his left hip to the top of his stomach.
>Before you can move away Leucine extends his foot forward, resulting in a clean fucking kick to the chest.
>You swear to god you feel your chest collapse under the pressure.
>You end up on your ass.
>You're lucky Leucine's an honorable fighter, he's waiting for you to stand again.
>As you struggle to your feet you notice your cut wasn't as deep as you'd hoped, it doesn't appear to be debilitating him in any way.
>As you stand you note that he can take a hit.
>You're barely ready for this next assault.
>Leucine's all up in your grill
>Left hook, uppercut, jab, jab, haymaker.
>The list goes on
>You've managed to duck under his left hook only to be knocked up by the uppercut connecting with your jaw.
>Leucine went for speed with this hit so you're feet barely leave the ground.
>Both jabs are blocked by the sword's blade.
>What the fuck did his jabs crack the fucking dragon tooth?
>No that's just your split vision from his fucking haymaker that your stupid ass didn't see coming.
>K.O.
>your ass goes sailing to your comrades.
>Sherm: "Anon! You okay?!"
>You look up at Sherman with derped up eyes.
"Haaahahahaaha!"
>You shoot him a goofy fucking grin.
>Sherm: "....I guess that's a no?"

>After a few minutes you're finally getting focus back on reality
>You're a fuck ton slower getting to your feet this go around.
>when you get to your knees you see Leucine sitting on his rump patiently waiting for you to stand.
>Leu: "Take your time, I got all day."
>Fuck you Leucine...."
>You're legs feel like noodles when you get up for the second time today.
>You're using your sabre to keep yourself up.
>Leu: "Ready for round 2?"
>Before you can answer he's already closed the distance.
>Fuck
>You roll to your left avoiding an overhanded swing which collides with the dirt right where you were standing just a second before.
>Thank god for this magic, you've got somewhat of a quick recovery rate.
>Your eyes widen when you see the small crater Leucine left from his strike.
>your soldiers back their happy asses up.
>Leucine takes another leap towards you
>Fuck, you roll away yet again.
>Leucine creates another fucking hole from the impact of his hooves upon the earth.
>You're to your feet again, with sabre in hand you charge Leucine head on.
>As you close in, you duck under his right hook.
>His left leg twitching catches your attention.
>Fuck its coming up to give ya a nice kick.
>Shit its now or never, let's test this baby.
>At the last second you put your saber in your real hand and use your fake hand to block Leucine's kick.
>It succeeds...somewhat, the tendons in your fake arm feel like they're gonna tear but it stays in tact.
>The force of the kick sends you in to the air, and over Leucine's head.

>your 'graceful' ass manages to land on your feet behind him.
>The two of you are now back to back
>you take this time to spin with sabre in hand
>You land a horizontal strike across the middle of his back.
>This one's a bit deeper than the first, the blood's flowing freely from this cut.
>Leucine quickly spins around with a left hook.
>The momentum of his spin is combined with his already devastating strike
>You're able to block it with your sabre, but the force of the blow causes you to fly back yet again.
>When you land you drop your blade and it slides across the field away from your grasp.
>Leucine isn't giving you time to recover like he did before.
>He's already barreling down on you.
>Fuck it, you ignore the fact that you're unarmed.
>Let's test this arm of yours out again.
>when Leucine's within range he throws his right hoof out.
>He's using his entire body behind this swing.
>You hold out your false arm to grab his swing in a fit of desperation.
>You succeed!
>Buuut again this fucker swings with the force of a semi
>You can feel your bones go crickity CRACK from the pressure.
>Fuck okay that hurts.
>You can't see Leucine's face of shock due to his massive fucking hoof, but its there.
>You can feel a slight tingling sensation as the pain in your entire body slowly numbs and fades.
>You get to your feet again, Leucine's armored hoof still in your hand

>Leucine pulls his hoof back.
>Leu: "I must say I'm fairly impressed."
"Thank you, so am I."
>The two of you share a short laugh.
>You notice Leucine's laughing with his eyes closed.
>You take this opportunity to run the fuck over to your sabre.
>Leucine sees what you're doing and is in close pursuit.
>You dive for your sabre, your hand barely wrapping around the hilt before you're punted the fuck away.
>luckily you've managed to grab hold of your blade, it sails with you.
>You roll on the ground a couple of times from the force of Leucine's kick, but manage to get to your feet in record time.
>God damn it how fast is this p0ny?
>He's already on you and swinging with a left hook.
>You jump back, barely dodging his swing.
>Leucine, comes in again with a 4 jab combo
>Each are blocked by the blade of your sabre.
>Fuck this you really can't stand being on the ass end of his attacks.
>You start swinging wildly, you're unrefined, barbaric, but you're able to get him to back the fuck off.
>You're feeling pretty ballsy, those cuts have got to be taking some sort of toll
>You keep swinging with wild arcs, both vertical and horizontal.
>Least you're fairly quick with your swings
>Despite that fact Leucine's able to easily duck, dip, and move around each strike.
>Leucine: "this is kind of sad even for you."
>You growl in response.

>Leucine smirks, he knows he can piss you off.
>God damn it stop being so fucking weak willed.
>When Leucine finds an opening he takes it.
>one good straight right hoof to the fucking face.
>What he didn't know, was that you were expecting it.
>Before his hoof connected you'd switched the sabre to your real hand, and then you used your fake hand to block his hoof.
>Using strength alien to you, you use Leucine's arm as a focal point for your strength
>You life yourself in to the air again
>This time your sabre is able to cut vertically in the meaty section where his right hoof connects with his body.
>This one deals the damage you were looking to deal.
>Leucine yelps in pain and leaps away from you.
>Leu: "Fuck you got me! God that hurts!"
"Yeah know you know how it feels to get your shit rocked!"
>Leucine cuts you a sly grin.
>Leu: I have to apologize, I've not been entirely honest with you.
"What do you mean?"
>Leucine motions to his head
>Okay nothings....huh?
>The area around his head is...wavy. Like looking in to rippling water.
>Suddenly a unicorn's horn appears where there was none previously.
"What the fuck you're a unicorn?!"
>Your jaw drops in disbelief
>You were under the assumption that unicorns were pushovers in hand to hand combat.
>Leu: "Surprised? I figured you would be. I typically hide this from view, I don't like incorporating magic during combat, I prefer a more hoofs on approach. So I hide my horn, but you've forced me to reveal it. Consider yourself lucky Anon."
>As he's speaking you're charging head on yet again.
>You don't intend on letting him finish.

>You leap forward, both hands wrapped around the handle of your sabre
>you come in for a vertical swing
>You're looking to cut Leucine in two with this strike.
>His good hoof stops you dead in your tracks.
>You then get to watch in horror as his magic aura consumes his form.
>Slowly his wounds seal shut and the meat reforms itself on his shitty looking hoof.
>Fuck he's completely healed.
"That's cheating...."
>Leu: "You're using a sword on somep0ny using his hooves, don't complain."
>Fuck he's right.
>Before you can move away the arm you fucked up is wailing you in the chest/stomach
>Yeah his hoof is that fucking big.
>Your ass goes flying yet again.
>You're getting really sick of this shit.
>You land face first in the dirt.
>Sherman calls out to you
>Sherm: "Dude, seriously, stop getting your flank stomped and beat this guy!"
>Fucking Sherman and his optimistic attitude.
>You're on your feet again
>Falcon fucking KICK!
>God
>Fucking
>damn it!
>You've really really had it with being tossed around like a rag doll.
>Right before you hit the ground you stop suddenly, inches away from eating the dirt yet again.
>You look down at yourself, you're covered in a dark blue aura of magic.
>God is Luna's gift gonna be saving your ass all day today?

>Luckily you've got some past experience with magic thanks to Discord's past antics.
>You're able to land somewhat gracefully.
>You feel no where near as powerful as you did with chaos flowing through you but you'll manage.
>Let's try something new, he's about 20 yards away and he's closing ing.
>Your real hand begins to glow with a blue flame,
>You said hand along your sabre and the blue flame transfers to it.
>You can feel the magic fill your sabre
>It gives off a low hum of power.
"Taaaaake this!"
>you swing your sabre three times,twice at an angle and once horizontally in Leucine's direction.
>3 blue arcs of magic fly from the blade and right toward Leucine.
>You can see Leucine's eyes bulge as he's forced to block your projectile strikes.
>He's not able to bring up a shield of magic in time and your strikes hit his torso.
>The force of your attack knocks him on his ass for once.
>You can see the smoke rising from his fur.
>He's frantically trying to stamp out the smoke on his fur when suddenly his face reveals shock.
>Leucine then looks up towards you.
>Leu: ".....Really Anon? Fucking really?"
>You've no idea what the hell he's talking about.
>When he stands you can't help but laugh.
>There's a fucking letter A on Leucine's chest.
>Leucine is not amused.
"Uh...yeah I totally meant to do that! That...wasn't a coincidence in any way shape or form....yeah."
>badpokerface.jpeg

>Leu: "Right....well, let's get round three started shall we?"
>He magics your fucking mark away.
>You liked that mark.
>Fucker.
>He's charging head on yet again, this time he's got his aura surrounding his body.
>You won't be hitting him with that same attack again.
>As he closes the distance you repeat your actions to fill your sabre with the hum of your magic.
>Leucine sees this, he concentrates his aura to the tip of his horn and fires it.
>Fuck!
>instinct takes over you.
>You swing your magic filled blade down upon Leucine's projectile, cutting it in half.
>Leucine's attack harmlessly dissipates.
>You smile
>He may be a unicorn, his magic may be fairly powerful, but you've got ALICORN'S magic flowing through you.
>You've got one up on good old Leucine here and he knows it.
>But Leucine isn't afraid of you, he's still determined to fight.
>When he closes in on you he's consumed in his aura yet again.
>He throws a haymaker.
>As it closes in you realize, fuck he's gotten slow.
>You smile as you bring up your magic filled blade and cut through his armor and hoof like a hot knife through butter.
>You amputate his hoof at the joint.
>Unfortunately the amputated limb keeps going and smacks the fuck out of you, knocking you over to Leucine's troops

>As you're standing you see Leucine cutting you a death glare.
>He's trying desperately to re attach his hoof, but a dark blue aura right where the cut was made is preventing him from doing so.
>Fuck yeah, you really are stronger than him.
>With a confident smile and your legs a blur, you run at Leucine full speed.
>You attempt to amputate his other fore hoof, only to have his armor and aura block the strike.
>Looks like he's really pulling out all the stops now.
>He has to you've crippled him a great extent.
>Your strikes, while still unrefined, are swinging at a much faster rate than before.
>Leucine's having trouble keeping up with only one hoof, but he's started incorporating his back hooves in order to cope.
>It really feels like you're fighting another human at this point.
>You're moves are a blur to the others watching.
>Both you and Leucine have a look of complete concentration.
>You're desperately looking for an opening that isn't there despite Leucine's missing limb.
>You gotta admit he's probably the single toughest unicorn that's ever existed.
>one swing of Leucine's hoof forces you to leap away.
>The two of you are now staring each other down old western style.
>Leucine's body begins to glow in a brighter white light than before.
>He's getting ready to finish you.
>You're body begins to glow with a dark blue aura, as does your sword.
>You rush forward, as does he.
>As you get close your raise your saber above your head and Leucine draws his hoof back.

>Suddenly the two of you are within range of each other.
>You leap as he throws his hoof forward
>His hoof connects with your chest/stomach and you know he's crushed your ribcage in to a fine powder, or so it feels.
>The impact does nothing to stop your swing as you release all of the built up energy within your body.
>You release a blue arc of magic that gives him the desired hit you'd hope to land
>A huge fucking cut from his right shoulder to his left back hoof can be seen.
>his hoof sends you back like a fucking bullet.
>You land a good fifty feet from him.
>As you collide with your friend the ground yet again you black out for a moment.
>When you come to, you hear heavy hoof steps approach you
>Fucking hell Leucine's still fucking standing!
>But you can tell he's run out of steam, his labored breathing makes that apparent.
>He's wheezing at this point, you probably did some internal damage.
>You open an eye to see him standing over you, panting heavily.
>Leucine: "Ya...ya got me good Anon....but..but I win."
>He drops to all....threes.
>Yeah he's bleeding pretty good.
>But unlike him you're body is set to work, mending your shattered fucking soul plex and rib cage.
>You swear to god you will kiss a horse goddess after this is over.
>You're actually able to stand, slowly but surely.
"No, Leucine...I won....I can heal myself, you can't heal my cuts....you're gonna bleed out and die while I move on to the next city."
>Leucine: "That....that's cold...man..."
"Just admit that I won."
>Leucine is silent, in deep thought.

"Well?"
>Your body is still screaming in pain despite the slow process of healing.
>Leucine still hasn't answered you.
>Leu:".....fine...I admit...defeat."
"Good. Now hurry the hell up and fix yourself before ya really do die out here."
>Leucine looks up at you.
"Yes I know Luna's magic wouldn't let you heal yourself before, but I've come to realize all magic is, is a matter of will. I willed it to where you'd be unable to re attach anything I cut in a hopeless attempt to cripple you. Though I'm surprised it worked."
>Leucine is too busy fixing himself to notice your little speech.
>Even with his wounds sealed shut and his hoof re attached the loss of blood is still taking its toll.
>Leucine's exhausted ass takes a seat by his men.
>Naturally with the duel officially over they rush over to see if he's gonna make it.
>You're half hoping he will, you've got a little proposition for him and his men.
>You take a much needed sit with your men.
>Sherman gallops over to you.
>Sher: "Holy buck nuggets Anon you won!"
"What you thought I'd lose?"
>Sher: "......"
>You laugh
"It's fine man, I thought I was gonna lose too."
>He breathes a sigh of relief.
>Sherman: "Just what was that anyway?"
"Bitch its magic I ain't gotta explain shit."
>Sherman is not amused, in fact you may have rustled his jimmies a little.

>When your think your body has finally stopped fixing itself you make your way over to an exhausted Leucine.
>His head turns to you when you block his light
>Leu: "What you're gonna have us leave right now?"
"Dude, calm down man. I'm not gonna have you march your ass back to Canterlot when you're looking like you're gonna keel over any minute."
>Leu: "I thank you."
>You smile
>Leu: "Even if your style is unrefined."
>Neutral face
>Leu: "And you can't take a hit to save your life."
>Frowny face
>Leu: "You were still a great opponent. I can see why Luna chose you."
>God you can't tell if he's complimenting your or insulting you at this point.
>Oh fuck you came to talk to him for a reason.
"Hey...how about you don't march back to Canterlot?"
>Leu: "Hmm?"
>You've got his full attention.
"Why not just fall in rank with us? We could use the numbers, I'm assuming the next town I'll be assigned to will leave this place defenseless. I'd rather not have to reclaim a city when I leave."
>Leucine looks hard at you for a moment.
>In a way you're asking him to break his vow to protect Celestia, but he knows just as well as you do that she's not herself.
>Leu: "Anon....I'm going out on a huge bucking limb here.....you're asking too much of me...I know it, my fellow stallions know it, but buck it....if you can promise to bring Celestia back to the way she used to be I'll join you."
>You smile in hold out your fist
"You got it big guy."
>Leucine returns your smile and completes the brohoof.
>His soldiers don't share your enthusiasm, but its either you or face Celestia's punishment for losing an entire city in an hour, so they accept your offer as well.

>As you finally come to terms with Leucine's surrender you and your army march in to stalliongrad.
>As you hit the Town's Hall you remove Celestia's banner from the building, Sherman was kind enough to bring a banner of Luna's for this procedure.
>Hanging Luna's banner from Town Hall signified their occupation for the New Lunar Republic.
>The p0nies stayed within their homes, afraid to come out to greet their conquerors.
>Then again you just took over their town of course they'd stay inside their homes.
>Considering this is a temporary base of operations you announce to them their previous owner's switch
>You also let the town p0nies know that they'll still be in charge of guarding the city for the most part.
>This gives them some comfort, you aren't exactly welcome but at least they're actually leaving their homes to continue their daily lives.
>You, along with sherman and two of luna's guards make your way in to town hall.
>The four of you take a seat at the round table within the building to discuss the next phase of your invasion.
>You are to wait until further orders are received.

"So....does anyone have any idea how long we're gonna wait?"
>Sherm: "As long as it takes Anon."
"....fair enough."
>Boy isn't he fucking specific
>You prop your feet up upon the table and lean back in your chair.
>You wait
>You keep waiting
>God damn it the waiting
>It's a couple of hours before anything even remotely interesting happens.
>A messenger from the NLR citadel finally made it to your location.
>Apparently Rainbow already had someone return.
>Her group managed to capture Hoofington thanks to Pinkie Pie's intervention.
>You'd wondered where the hell she'd gone off to after she left you guys on the way out of Canterlot.
>She had came in out of nowhere with a party cannon and everything was all fucking right apparently.
>Well Mary Sue done did it again.
>Your next city is...Manehattan
>From what Sherm is able to gather a....Commander Wuten was the one in charge of Manehattan. Apparently thanks to the p0ny equivalent of martial law.
"Well....well shit. That's...."
>You look at a map
"A day's fucking march....great."
>You are not amused.

>With Luna's light hanging overhead you think it best to call it a night for your troops.
>You have celestia's guards introduce themselves in to your ranks, being sure to implement the blue banner upon their golden armor, to signify their switching of sides.
>After that load of shit got taken care off they got themselves some much needed rest.
>Leucine, despite being in his condition, insisted that he stay with you in Town Hall as a guard for your personal well being.
>She isn't this guy honorable, you just got done beating him and he's looking to help keep you safe.
>Too bad you didn't have him during Flutter and Apple rape attempts.
>Oh well, what's done is done.
>Your thoughts fall upon Rarity and the others
>Were they okay? had they been captured? Did Celestia get to them?
>Your thoughts are brought to a stop when a dark blue light spawned in the corner of Town Hall's meeting room
>Luna stepped out from within.
>Luna: "You've done well Anon. We are happy to congratulate thou on thou's recent achievements!"
>She's toned down the capslock thank god.

"Well...I'm glad you're happy...but didn't you take some uh....'quiet lessons' from Fluttershy or something? Speaking of which how are the others did you make contact?"
>She nods.
>Thank god she's decided to drop the royal 'we' shit too.
>As you're addressing Luna Leucine's jaw drops at your lack of well....proper behavior in front of a princess. Hell he's kneeling.
>Your ass is lucky she's ignoring your lack of kneeling and tone.
>Luna: "Fluttershy, Rarity, and Applejack have made it to Hoofington, they're going to be with Rainbow for the time being."
"Did their families make it out okay?"
>Luna: "Sweetie Belle is with Rarity, Big Macintosh and Applebloom is with Applejack."
"What about Granny Smith?"
>Luna: "Applejack....buried her between Hoofington and Ponyville....her heart couldn't take the journy."
>Your silent.
>You're gonna miss the old codger, she was one of the first to provide you with a steady job to get your ass on your feet. She took you in and made an honest worker outta your lazy ass, even if she made you work with her rapist daughter. It was because of Granny Smith you were able to afford your modest home.
>A manly tear is shed for her passing.

>Fucking Discord, again this is all his fault...
>He's causing all of this.
>Oh god when you fix all of this you're gonna love giving him the greatest pain imaginable.
>You're gritting your teeth at this point.
>Luna: "Anon....."
>You flip the table in anger.
>It shatters against the wall.
>God damn MADeline chill your tits.
>You're pacing now.
>You can't help but place the blame back upon your own shoulders.
>It was you who made all of this possible for him after all.
>God damn you emo fuck get a hold of yourself.
>Luna and Leucine stand in silence as they watch you grieve in your own way.
>You spent months working for...with the Apple Family, of course you'd react this way. Least they understand.
>When your happy ass finally calms the fuck down Luna speaks up yet again.
>Luna: "....will you be okay Anon? I know you're close to their family...but getting like that isn't going to help anyone."
>You sigh to yourself and nod.
"Yeah, I'm sure Applejack and Brokintosh already had their...moment. What's our next course of action?"
>Luna: "With you bringing down stalliongrad and with Rainbow bringing down Hoofington you've gotten quite a quick foothold in Celestia's territory....but do not expect all the towns to fight you 1 on 1 from here on out....they won't risk betting everything on one pony after you beat Leucine here."
"How the fuck do they know I beat Leucine here?"
>Leu: "Atlas.....he was watching from inside the town...he'd left when he watched me hit all fours....saw him snickering outta the corner of my eye."
"Well fuck."

>That little fucker is STILL following you around.
>Well this is gonna get much harder for you.
>You thank Luna for her update.
>she soon departs leaving you with Leucine
>Leu:".....Anon, there's something I gotta warn you about."
"Hmm?"
>You turn to face Leucine
"What warning?"
>Leu: "It's about Wuten....he's known for having an...'affinity' to fire magic."
"An...affinity?"
>Leu: "its a nice way to describe: 'Sick Obsession.'
>Well isn't that just fucking peachy, two days from now you get to fight a pyrocorniac....great.
>When you get to your bed within Stalliongrad's barracks sleep doesn't come easy.
>You picture a psychotic looking unicorn burning your ass.
>The next morning comes earlier than expected
>Your ass had the greatest sleep ever
>By greatest you mean shittiest
>and by sleep you mean sleep.
>You're fairly lethargic when you start your march to Manehattan
>God its gonna take for fucking ever.

>Thank god you get there ahead of schedule
>When the fucking sun is setting you finally see the skyscrapers making up Manehattan's skyline.
>Like Stalliongrad the military stationed there meet you upon an open field a few miles from the city itself.
>They ALWAYS fucking know when you're coming....god damn Atlas.
>Your ass is panting like a dog
>tired, demoralized, exhausted, these are a few words that could be used to describe your current condition.
>You don't even give a shit if two words have a similar meaning at this point.
"Hey! Which....which one of you is Wuten?"
>A few of celestia's soldiers give each other worried glances.
>Suddenly you can hear a high pitched whistle in the sky above you.
>The pitch suddenly became louder, as if something was dropping from the sky.
>You look up in to the fading light to see A unicorn dropping down from above.
>But....he'd apparently bridged the gap between himself and the pegasi
>You could see two metal extensions jutting out from his black flame retardant suit.
>When he landed before you the ground gave off a massive shake, knocking you on your ass.
>Upon closer inspection you could see the metal wings sticking out from a large...metal...backpack looking thing on this unicorn's back.
>must be the thing powering the wings on his back.
>Astute assumption there fuck nugget.

>You get to your feet.
"I'm assuming you're..."
>You see him smile and then you see his cyan eyes shrink down to pin pricks in size.
>his horn begins to give off an orange glow.
>Wuten: "I'd rather we just skip the introductions and get on with it."
>A jet of flames erupt from Wuten's horn and straight for your.
>Fucking hell
>You dive to your right to avoid the stream of flames
>Luckily your troops were smart enough to get the fuck out of the fire's way.
>You get to your feat, only to dive yet again to avoid a second stream of flame.
>This guy isn't gonna let you stand back up if he can help it.
>MOAR FLAMES!!!
>Your forced to do a barrel roll on the ground to avoid being cooked.
>fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck
>You manage to get to your feet and un sheath your sabre before Wutens flames get to you.
>You take a dramatic leap over the flames
>You succeed but look like some drunken gymnast in the process
>Bam face in the earth yet again.
>Okay you're gonna have to finish this quick before you're torched.
>You stand and run forward, looking to close the distance between yourself and Wuten
>Along the way you're stuck having to leap and roll under Wuten's flames.
>Fuck coats on fire
>Ditch that shit keep runnin.
>Holy fuck you're in range now
>you swing for him but his wings bring him in to the sky and out of your reach.
>Wuten: "You mad Anon?"

>perfectly calm
>He's only in the fucking air and out of reach is all.
>No need to get all mad bro over it.
>That is until Wuten's horn starts to glow again.
>Fuck.
>This time instead of a constant stream of fire, Wuten fires balls of well....fire.
>Your forced to start running around the field like some kenyan on crack trying to dodge balls of fire raining down from the sky.
>Wuten follows you, being sure not to stop annoying the fuck out of you with fire balls along the way.
>God damn it this is getting annoying.
>One gets particularly close to you, setting your pants leg on fire when it hits the ground next to you.
>Okay fires hot fires hot
>You quickly pat your leg to stop the flame from spreading up your leg.
>Wuten's watching you from the safety of the sky
>He starts laughing his ass off at your expense.
"Okay you think that's fucking funny?"
>You can feel Luna's magic overtake you again as you transfer it to the blade of your sabre
>Your sabre begins its familiar hum.
>You swing in a wide arc aiming right for Wuten.
>Like with Leucine prior a blue arc of magical energy travels in the pathway in which you swung
>This makes Wuten shut the fuck up as he's forced to defend himself.
>He's able to bring forth a stream of fire which meets your magic head on.
>He's able to weaken the strike but not to the point of dissipation.
>Your strike manages to land across his chest, nearly knocking him out of the sky.

>Wuten manages to recover five feet before hitting the ground
>With finally regaining control of his wings he's able to take off in to the sky yet again.
"How'd ya like that?"
>Wuten: "Twas refreshing! Bet ya can't hit me again!"
"Oh really?"
>Wuten: "Yeah! Here I'll even give ya a target!"
>Wuten wags his ass at you from the skies
>Oh.hell.fucking.no.
>Wuten turns back to see you gritting your teeth
>Wuten: "What's wrong Anon? Did I rustle your jimmies?"
>He goes right back to wagging his ass yet again.
>You check yourself
>You're not wearing your COMFY ASS FUCKING BOXER BRIEFS so yes your jimmies are pretty god damn rustled.
>Your blade hums to life with magical energy yet again.
>he's gonna get a good ass kickin
>You start to wildly swing your blade in his direction, multiple arcs being fired at this point rather than the one.
>Wuten turns around just in time to start flying the fuck around your magic.
>Yeah he's like rainbow dash up there as far as agility goes.
>Fucking show off is doing nothing more than rustling your jimmies further than before.

>Suddenly Wuten goes in to a dive
>Like a fucking bullet he closes the distance
>As he gets closer his horn begins to glow
>Fuck he's gonna try to use his fire at a point where you can't dodge.
>Luckily you're able to fucking see this before he closes in.
>Your blade hums to life yet again with more magic than before
>You look up to him and smile
>You swing as soon as he fires a stream of fire
>Your arc of magical energy is able to disperse Wuten's flames before it hits him dead on
>He's consumed in the dark blue magic
>He drops out of the sky, hitting the ground about 20 feet from you.
>The little fucker gets up.
>Seriously? He shoulda broke SOMETHING
>Fuck other than a few burns from your magic he's fine.
>Wuten: "Damn it Anon...ya got me."
>You look at his artificial wings
>The wings are useless, they've nearly broken off.
>Magic appears to be billowing out of the backpack from a broken section.
>At least he's grounded.
>Wuten's horn begins to glow yet again
>You get ready for another blast of fire
>Instead of fire he teleports
>The fuck where'd he go
>Your back suddenly feels hot as hell.
>Your blasted forward from a fireball Wuten fired behind you.
>Okay....shit just got a whole lot harder.
>You quickly put your shirt out from your position on the ground.

>Before you can stand Wuten teleports over to you, magical flames a go.
>Motherfucker
>He hits you from your position on the ground.
>Okay this shit is hot.
>You can feel your chest flesh burning as he burns away your shirt.
>You can't get up, the impact of Wuten's fireballs keep you on your back, and the flames are making sure your ass can't concentrate
>Everytime you make a wild swing for Wuten he simply teleports away, then teleports back and goes right fucking back to it.
"You god damn spamming piece of shit!"
>You unleash a dome of magical energy from your charred fucking body.
>The resounding dome expands at such a rate that it knocks Wuten away and on to his ass.
>Your body's screaming, the smell of burned flesh invades your nostrils
>Yet the magic gets to work
>Apparently burns take a lot longer to heal than your bones, you can feel the pain slowly subside but it'll take a while before your blackened flesh returns to its normal color.
>As you stand you see Wuten standing as well.
>You're still within your dome of magical energy.
>Yeah you've had enough
>You take the energy gathered around you and focus it in to your sabre yet again.
>Wuten's smiling
>Wuten: "Come on Anon! You'll be joining your Granny Smith soon! Let's not leave her waiting!"
>Okay, this sets you over the edge
>All premise of handling this calmly is fucking gone.
>Apparently Atlas sees all.....he'd be the only one to tell the enemy something like this...
>They knew it'd get under your skin.
>You growl

>Slowly your jimmies begin to rustle
>It builds and builds
>You point the tip of your sabre at Wuten eliciting a laugh from your soon to be victim.
>As he laughs your charge, your sabre at your side
>Your intention is to lop off his fucking head
>Wuten watches you for a moment
>Your surprising speed rustles his jimmies a bit
>Wuten: "BURN BABY!"
>His horn unleashes a torrent of flames
>Oh fuck, you put your sabre before your body
>The energy gathered within act as a wedge which splits Wuten's flame, keeping it from touching your precious jimmies.
>You're too close now, he's got no time to teleport.
>With a swing faster than p0ny eyes can see you make contact with Wuten.
>After your hit connects you run past his form and hold your blade before you.
>You weren't able to lop off his head as intended, he managed to lower his head enough to avoid it.
>But that doesn't mean you missed.
>Wuten doesn't realize the damage is done.
>Wuten gives you a cocky fucking grin.
>Wuten: "You suck Anon."
>You simply sheath your sabre
"It's over Wuten."
>You turn your back and make your way to your troops.
>Wuten's face twists in fury
>Wuten: "You think its over? You think I'm done?! I'm gonna cook you like a fucking turkey!"
>His horn begins to glow yet again.

>Wuten's fury quickly becomes surprise.
>His horn is emitting sparks
>Wuten: "The buck that's new.."
>You turn to face Wuten.
>Your magic become an aura within your hand.
>You simply flick your wrist
>The top half of Wuten's horn fucking slides off.
>Wuten opens his mouth in shock
>His magic goes fucking haywire
>It's pouring in uncontrollable bursts from his broken horn.
>It mixes with the magic pouring from his backpack causing a chain reaction.
>Wuten's screams of horror are quickly silenced
>His body erupts in to flames then explodes from the combined magic from both himself and his equipment.
>parts of him fly off in to the distance.
>When the smoke from the explosion finally clears you see a smoldering bloody pile that used to be their commander.
>You look to his men.
"I told him it was over, he didn't listen."
>Wuten's men shrink away from you in fear.
>Their jimmies are clearly rustled.

"Gave him a new meaning to die in a fire."
>You look up to see a small object falling
>Wut?
>A broken dinner plate hits the earth
>Followed by spaghetti
>The spaghetti lands in the shape of a fucking A
"Well....uh....that's weird."
>One of Wuten's guards speaks
>"....I didn't know Wuten ate the plate too....."
>Oh god its Wuten's dinner...or what's left of it.
>That crazy fuck ate plates?
"Wait....you guys...you guys actually listened to that fucking psychopath?"
>They nod.
>"Celestia's judgement is second to none."
>You facepalm
>Okay your fucking skin is still fairly sensitive.
>Your guards shift nervously
"Hey uh....Sherm....how bad is it?"
>Sherm: How bad is what?
"The burns....is it bad?"
>Sherm: Oh ah...uh....no its not bad at all...uh right p0nies?
>"Uh yeah right Sherman..yeah..."
>"I agree, you look great Anon....nothing's wrong at all."
>Your entire army has the shittiest pokerface you've ever seen.
>You sigh
"Someone get me a mirror."
>Sherman shakes his head.
>Sherman: Anon....you do not want a mirror right now, trust me.

>Okay.jpeg
>You don't argue
>If they are insisting against the mirror you'll comply.
>Sherman: "Let's uh...let's get you some gauss so you can cover up."
>Agreed.
>You turn to the town guards
"So, you've lost Manehattan, big fucking city that it is. What do you intend on doing?"
>One of the guards speak up
>"Wait...you're not gonna kill us?"
"What? Why?"
>"Wuten said you'd kill us all if he died. That's why we didn't just turn on em and kill em for ya."
>Do wha huh?
>Apparently Wuten used fear to control his men
>it was super effective
>Good choice there Celestia
"Well....I don't intend on killing any of you, hell I only killed Wuten there cause he was a bucking psychopath."
>The guardsp0nies look to each other uncomfortably.
"If anything I'd like to recruit you guys, to save yourselves from that long ass march back to Canterlot."
>Unlike Leucine and his men, these guards refuse.
>They do honor the code and take their leave.
>"Since Wuten's bucking cooked that leaves me in charge."
>Random ass guardsmen speaks up.
>You turn to your p0nies and see Sherman with the gauss he'd talked about earlier
>As you sit and allow Sherman to wrap you up you ask
"Who's their new commander?"
>Sherman: "Oh him? Yeah that's uh....William 'Unamazing' Iceringer."
"Why do they call him unamazing"
>Sherman: "Cause he's the laziest bucking L.T. in Celestia's army."
"Interesting."
>Sherman: "Yeah if he'd do something other than sit around and let Wuten do ev....oh yeah he's dead Unamazing has to do shit now."
>Sherman shouts out to Unamazing as he's leading the other guardp0nies away from Manehattan

>Sherman: "How's it feel to get off your lazy ass and do somethin?"
>Unamazing shouts back
>Unamazing: "Buck off Sherman! And buck you too Anon, asshole."
>Lol he mad bro
>As Sherman keeps wrapping you chuckle as you see one mad peagsi lead the others away from Manehattan
"P0nies, occupy the town and raise our flag."
>Your orders are clear and they march on, leaving Sherman and four other p0nies with you.
"Not wanting to sound like an ass but do ya mind hurrying up Sherman?"
>Sherman: Yeah keep your happy ass calm Anon I'll be done when I'm done. I could just rush and buck it up if ya want.
"No no, I insist, take your time."
>You weren't in the mood to piss off anyone else tonight.
>Though Atlas decided it'd be nice to piss you off.
>The little fucking abomination appears before you and your little entourage of p0nies.
>Atlas: "Well hello there. Congratulations on your stunning victory Anon."
>Okay this little fuckwad really loves gracing you with his ugly ass and taunting you.
>Sherman and the others stand before you, horns a glow.
>Atlas: "Oh, no I'm not here to fight, I merely observe."
"We we know, you observed us marching here and you did the same thing with The Apple Family."
>Atlas laughs when you mention the apples
>Atlas: "You know, when a p0ny has nightmares at that age their hearts can't really handle the fear it brings."
>You're silent.
>Atlas: "If you're too stupid to figure it out I killed Granny Smith. Didn't have to lay a hoof on her.
>He smiles.

>Against your body's judgement you stand.
>With shaking hands you unsheathe your sabre
>Yeah you're so mad you're shaking
>Atlas: "Oh guess I struck a nerve."
"Kill him."
>Your guard rush Atlas and you follow close behind, sabre at the ready.
>Atlas was expecting this.
>When the six of you close in a force of magic from the little abomination knocks all of you on your asses.
>Atlas: "Yeah none of you can touch me. Get on my level."
>Atlas magics a pair of shades to his face despite the sun already setting
>Atlas: "Deal with it."
>Okay this fucker is gonna get it.
>You're too your feet again
>Bam magic projectile heading Atlas' way
>Atlas looks at it
>Your projectile is now diamonds
>Fuck you Atlas
>with a small chuckle Atlas departs
"God fucking damn it!"
>you throw your sabre to the ground in rage
>The guard p0nes around you aren't at your level of anger, but their jimmies are still fairly rustled.
>if he could get to a p0ny in their dreams then the reality of it all hits home
>Discord is really only fucking with you, he's letting you have your little war just so he can have a cheep laugh.
>At least you aren't giving him the satisfaction of watching p0nies kill each other in huge mobs.

>Still....Atlas...before this is all over you are sure he's gonna get his.
>As you sit you start coming up with scenarios in your head on how to get around an agent of chaos.
>All of them end in your failure
>Fuck you'll think of something eventually.
>You take a seat and continue to mull over the situation in your head while Sherman finishes wrapping you up.
>When he's finally done you feel like a fucking mummy.
>The only thing that isn't wrapped is from your waist to your knees.
>luckily that didn't get charred as well.
>If your jimmies had been set ablaze you'd of been at the mercy of Wuten.
>No johnson meant no life in your eyes
>With Sherman's work done, he and the other p0nes make their way in to the city
>You try to open your mouth to speak but your entire head is wrapped in gauss aside from a small portion for your nose and your eyes.
>As you go to pick up what's left of your coat you look to Luna's light
>The cold air the night brought gives you a sense of relief.
>God what you wouldn't give to have an eternal night right about now
>Marching in the fucking sun was getting annoying and the sun always seemed to lower everyone's morale.
>Having the feeling of a tyrant being able to see you wasn't exactly awe inspiring.

>As you're mulling over your thoughts you hear the soft clop of hooves upon the earth.
>You turn to see Luna standing before you.
"Mffmfmf hmpff"
>She tilts her head in confusion
>God damn it Sherm wrapped you up too tight
>You're forced to cut the section around your mouth so you can speak
"Fuck, there we go. Good evening Princess."
>You kneel cause your stupid ass didn't do it last time and you feel guilty for looking like an ass.
>Luna shakes her head
>"Anon, you and I both know you don't have to do that while we're alone, no need to keep up tradition when it's just us."
"Hmm?"
>You shrug and stand
>"There you go....now what happened to you?"
>You sigh
"Wuten is what happened to me."
>You point to what remains of Wuten
>"Wait....is that spaghetti?"
"Yes."
>"On a plate?"
"Yes."
>"So my sister put a plate eating p0ny in charge of a regiment of troops?"
"Apparently."
>Luna facehooves.
>"Oh goodness sister...."
"I'm assuming she put him in charge for the simple act of trying to cripple me in a fight, there's no way he could have been a respected officer....then again I'm sure your sister's decisions are being monitored by Discord."
>"...Indeed."
"I'm...I'm ah...glad to hear you're starting to get the hang of talking like the rest of us."
>Luna smiles
>"Thank you Anon, I owe Fluttershy quite a bit for her assistance."
"Wonder what you're gonna do for her to pay her back."
>"Funny you should ask that, she asked me to uh...."
"'To uh' what?"
>"Nothing."
>You raise an eyebrow in confusion
>Da fuq....oh.

"Let me guess, it was something along the lines of incapacitating me so she can have her way with me?
>Luna blushes in response
>Even after all that's happened Fluttershy still intends on raping you
>Gotta give her credit for her commitment.
>Yeah no that doesn't sit well with you.
>You decide to keep your mouth shut on the matter.
"So Princess.....how did Rainbow do?"
>"Not to well I'm afraid."
>Oh shit something happened to your bro
"What happened? Is she okay? Is she still alive?!"
>Yeah fear is a hell of a drug
>You're pacing as terrifying possibilities start playing in your mind.
>"Anon?"
>Oh god did she get her wings taken off?
>Did she lose a fight?
>"Anon."
>You're still pacing
>"ANON!"
>Oh fuck canterlot voice.
>You're on your ass now.
>"There, she's going to live Anon."
>You breath a sigh of relief.
>"Though I cannot say the same for the ones she led in to battle..."
>Well shit, looks like someone didn't want to fight your bro alone.
"What are the numbers?"
>"......Out of the 500 she brought only 30 remain. Captain Filly, the one my sister put in charge of Fillydelphia, decided to go against the code of honor and instead brought his entire army in to the fray.....they received reinforcements from Whinnington, When Whinnington's troops hit the field it became a slaughter, she was forced to retreat."
>Well....shit.
"Will I be going to Fillydelphia?"

>"You will not. Fillydelphia is a four days march from here."
>Your mouth hangs open in disappointment.
"So what you're telling me is that now I've gotta hope for the best?"
>"...have faith in Rainbow Anon, when the troops I've sent her way join with her they'll take the town before the day is at an end."
>Fuck this really doesn't sit well with you
>Like really doesn't sit well with you.
>You can only hope she'll be okay.
"How are Fluttershy and the others?"
>"I moved them from the NLR capital to Stalliongrad. From Stalliongrad is where I intend to split the force there in half, Applejack, Fluttershy, and Rarity will join with Rainbow's unit while Pinkie and Leucine join yours."
>you cut Luna off
"Wait how the hell did she get to Stalliongrad so fast?"
>"....Anon she's Pinkie Pie."
"Touche."
>You hear a giggle from behind you
>Your jimmies rustle to a ludicrous level
>"And she's already here."
>PP: "HI!"
>You nearly leap out of your gauze when you hear her acknowledge the two of you.
>She takes this time to leap on to your chest, knocking you to the ground.
>You're entire body doesn't approve of this.
>Fuck these burns
>PP: "Did you miss me Anon huhuhuhuh?"
>God damn it here she starts.

>PP: "Everyp0ny in Trottingham was sooo crazy good thing I brought my party cannon, everyone started danc-"
>God damn it she doesn't have an off switch!
>PP: "And then they gave us the town, no seriously like the whole town! Isn't that great?!"
"Y....yeah Pinkie...can ya...please get off me?"
>She looks down and sees your condition
>PP: "Why are you dressed like a mummy silly? It isn't nightmare night."
>She takes her teeth to your gauze
>God damn it Pinkie no!
>She unravels you and lo and behold she sees your burnt ass skin
>God Luna's magic is taking forever to heal your shit
>Both Pinkie and Luna are staring at you with their mouths hanging open
>pic related
>Luna: "Anon....."
>You look to the two of them
"Is it really that bad?"
>PP: "Anon did you get in to a fight with a bear and loose? Oh my goodness is that bone?!"
"WHAT?! Mirror....I need a mirror."
>You look to Luna with the cutest begging face you can
>You swear to god Luna looks like she's gonna vomit
> Reluctantly she magics a mirror out of nowhere for you.
>You thank her and look at yourself in the mirror
>You scream.
>Birds take to the sky
>Babies in Manehattan are born prematurely
>Raikov instantly becomes sober
>Discord makes sense for a second
>The moon sheds a tear

>You drop the mirror and look down at yourself yet again.
>Optimism is a real bitch sometimes
>the entirety of your skin is black, there is muscle and bone showing through some of the burns.
>Dear god you look like hell.
"I...uh...well...."
>Luna: "Anon...your orders are to wait here until you're...better."
"You're the one who gave me your magic so I can heal..how long is this gonna take?"
>Luna shrugs
>Fuck your life.
>Luna: "Anyway.....I'll uh...be getting back to Stalliongrad now, get well soon Anon."
>She takes to the sky and vanishes from site, leaving you with Pinkie Pie
>PP: "Sorry Anon..."
"It's fine...just don't uh...go doing that again."
>She smiles up at you, but cringes when she gets an eye full.
"Oh god we gotta get in to town. Sherman probably took care of the flag already."
>You run in to Manehattan, closely followed by Pinkie
>You'd love to take in the sites of this big city but duty calls.
>You see a mob of p0nies, likely its inhabitants, standing in front of city hall.
>They're shouting at your troops to get the fuck out of the city or they'll make you leave.
>You tap one at the end of the line
>"Hey buddy here to support the....oh dear celestia!"
>His shouting causes others to turn to you and Pinkie.
>Dear lord your ugly ass parts the mob like Moses did the sea.
>They're giving you disgusted looks
>Some are vomiting at the site of you
>....is it really that bad?

>PP: "Everyp0ny in Trottingham was sooo crazy good thing I brought my party cannon, everyone started danc-"
>God damn it she doesn't have an off switch!
>PP: "And then they gave us the town, no seriously like the whole town! Isn't that great?!"
"Y....yeah Pinkie...can ya...please get off me?"
>She looks down and sees your condition
>PP: "Why are you dressed like a mummy silly? It isn't nightmare night."
>She takes her teeth to your gauze
>God damn it Pinkie no!
>She unravels you and lo and behold she sees your burnt ass skin
>God Luna's magic is taking forever to heal your shit
>Both Pinkie and Luna are staring at you with their mouths hanging open
>pic related
>Luna: "Anon....."
>You look to the two of them
"Is it really that bad?"
>PP: "Anon did you get in to a fight with a bear and loose? Oh my goodness is that bone?!"
"WHAT?! Mirror....I need a mirror."
>You look to Luna with the cutest begging face you can
>You swear to god Luna looks like she's gonna vomit
> Reluctantly she magics a mirror out of nowhere for you.
>You thank her and look at yourself in the mirror
>You scream.
>Birds take to the sky
>Babies in Manehattan are born prematurely
>Raikov instantly becomes sober
>Discord makes sense for a second
>The moon sheds a tear

>You drop the mirror and look down at yourself yet again.
>Optimism is a real bitch sometimes
>the entirety of your skin is black, there is muscle and bone showing through some of the burns.
>Dear god you look like hell.
"I...uh...well...."
>Luna: "Anon...your orders are to wait here until you're...better."
"You're the one who gave me your magic so I can heal..how long is this gonna take?"
>Luna shrugs
>Fuck your life.
>Luna: "Anyway.....I'll uh...be getting back to Stalliongrad now, get well soon Anon."
>She takes to the sky and vanishes from site, leaving you with Pinkie Pie
>PP: "Sorry Anon..."
"It's fine...just don't uh...go doing that again."
>She smiles up at you, but cringes when she gets an eye full.
"Oh god we gotta get in to town. Sherman probably took care of the flag already."
>You run in to Manehattan, closely followed by Pinkie
>You'd love to take in the sites of this big city but duty calls.
>You see a mob of p0nies, likely its inhabitants, standing in front of city hall.
>They're shouting at your troops to get the fuck out of the city or they'll make you leave.
>You tap one at the end of the line
>"Hey buddy here to support the....oh dear celestia!"
>His shouting causes others to turn to you and Pinkie.
>Dear lord your ugly ass parts the mob like Moses did the sea.
>They're giving you disgusted looks
>Some are vomiting at the site of you
>....is it really that bad?

>You hear a few whispers from the crowd of p0nies as you make your way to the front doors of city hall
>Apparently they know all about what you've done thus far
>Again probably Atlas and his shit.
>You can see the fear behind their stares
>The mob departs fairly fucking quickly
>Pinkie's smile grows wider at this realization
>PP: "Way to go Anon you got everyone to leave without anyp0ny going crazy! How'd ya do...never mind."
"Yes I get it, the burns, I look like I've been thrown in an oven, I get it."
>Pinkie laughs nervously
>Sherman and a few soldier p0nes come out from city hall to greet you
>Sherm: "Good going Anon! You did it! What happened to the gauze?"
>You point to Pinkie
>she laughs nervously and rubs the back of her mane with a hoof
>Sherman sighs in annoyance
>Sherman: "Come inside I'll redress your burns."
"Why don't we just got to the hospital here in town?"
>Sherman: "Because the doctors here are loyal to Celestia, do you really want to risk them poisoning you or bucking with you? God forbid they 'inject' you with something to help you and it ends up shutting down your internal organs or something!"
>You raise an eyebrow
"Sherman....did something happen to you in a hospital."
>Sherman curls in to a small ball
>Sherman: "It....it wasn't that kind of thermometer....it wasn't that kind of thermometer....."

"Okay....?"
>Yeah Sherman's having his equivalent to a vietnam flashback right now.
>You lightly kick Sherman's side
>Sherman: "Do wha huh?"
"Snap out of it man!"
>Sherman vigorously shakes his head
>Sherman: "Wha happened?"
>you facepalm
>God damn your skin doesn't like that
>Sherman: "Here I'll uh...yeah just come on inside city hall here."
>You and Pinkie follow him inside
>Its built surprising similar to Stalliongrad's town hall.
>Large table in the main room with six smaller rooms branching off from it.
>Sherman has you take a seat in one of the smaller rooms and reapplies your gauze
>Thankfully he doesn't wrap your shit up to where you can't speak.
>After he finishes you lie back on the huge comfy ass couch they got within the room.
>You turn your head to see that you're actually in a small library
>A few rows of books on book cases line the wall, a single desk with a lamp can be seen to the left of the book cases.
>You contemplate picking one out at random but your fight with Wuten has taken its tole.
>After telling Sherman what's occurred and the contingent of troops about to make their way to you guys sleep comes to you.
>Sherman's a bro apparently and he's decided to take it upon himself to alert the troops.
>Many hours later a benevolent figure snakes its way in to the now darkened city hall.

>Everyone is sound asleep, the guards have dismissed themselves from their post so you're lacking protection.
>The figure molds itself with your shadow then slowly comes in to view.
>Discord is now standing right above your sleeping form
>He chuckles to himself
>As he chuckling he places a finger upon your bandaged forehead
>He can see in to your mind Anon and he loves what he sees.
>he starts to form things in your sound mind, things that bring nightmares to your otherwise dreamless slumber.
>The mangled form of Rainbow before Fillydelphia's walls makes itself apparent
>You see Celestia's guards stomping upon her form
>laughing it up at their recent victory.
>Then celestia appears before her troops to congratulate them.
>You're standing at the gates, forced to look on as the rest of Luna's guard is slaughtered
>The prisoners are murdered as well.
>As they're yucking it up Celestia suddenly turns to you.
>She slowly approaches you and as she does, her form changes.
>Pic related
>As Celestia lunges for you the last thing you see is Dash's broken form.
>You scream though your scream is out of anger more than fear.
>You're entire form is shaking with rage.
>You ball your hands in to tight fists
>You don't know it but Rainbow is in trouble.
>What you don't know is that Discord was here, and he's filled your head with paranoid thoughts of what has befallen your bro.
>Suddenly Luna's explanation no longer seems apparent in your now warped thoughts.
>You swear you can hear somep0ny laughing manically in the back of your mind.

>You get to your feet, the pain subsiding completely.
>Anger is what drives you now
>Somp0nies think its funny to slaughter their former comrades?
>Somp0nies think its funny to hurt your bro?
>You are NOT having that.
>Your whole form is shaking with rage
>Your dark blue aura consumes your form in the image of a dark blue flame.
>Your aura dances upon your form.
>Yeah you're feeling your power seething from you.
>Fuck Luna's orders, you're going to Fillydelphia tonight.
>Before the sun rises there'll be two new bodies in front of that city
>The former captains of Whinington and Fillydelphia.
>You leap from a nearby window, hitting the ground without a sound.
>Luna's magic feels invigorating at this point
>hell its even able to point you in the right direction so your stupid ass doesn't get lost.
>You're like a fast moving shadow upon the ground, moving at speeds otherwise unknown to you.
>God damn you're really gonna have to thank Luna for this.
>At one point you look down to see your legs are fucking blurs to you.
>Sonic can go fuck himself you're the faster of the two right now.

>In almost no time you see Fillydelphia in the distance.
>Like Manehattan its quite an impressive city, but being a tourist is at the back of your mind.
>A few of Celstia's guards are doing their job, patrolling the outskirts
>The two of them spot a small blue flame in the distance
>One of the guards acknowledges the other
>Guard A:"Hey, zoom in on that thing out there. What the hell is that?"
>Guard B's horn begins to glow, he squints at your quickly approaching figure
>Guard B:"It....it's that human....oh celestia....alert the guard!"
>Too late
>Within a flash of dark blue light you're right in front of them.
>You bring an unforgiving fist down upon the top of Guard A's head
>He's out like a light
>You turn to the second one
>His horn's light quickly becomes a magic projectile
>You hold your hand out to the incoming shot and it dissipates in your hand
>Guard B tries to run but you catch him by his tail
>You lift guard b in to the air by his tail, then slam him in to the ground one good time, incapaciating him

>you are not going to allow the guards to know of your presence, not yet.
>You quietly make your way in to the city, a few guards spot you but you take them out like the first two.
>After twenty minutes of traversing Fillydelphia you come across what you assume to be town hall
>The two story building with Celestia's banner drapped across it.
>The lights upon the upper floor are still lit
>You smile to yourself as you realize you're about to make a grand entrance.
>using Luna's magic you launch yourself in to the air and in to one of the windows.
>naturally it shatters, as you're making your landing you see a dozen of celestia's guards enjoying a meal at their long table.
>Everything feels like its happening in slow motion
>The guards acknowledging the noise of glass breaking
>Their surprised looks when they see you coming in
>Their eyes focused on you as you fall down to their group below.
>They watch in awe as you land upon their dinner table and going in to a slide from the force of your leap
>You effectively slide across it, knocking all of their food on to them and to the floor around them.

>Your siluette can be seen when you turn around to see the spaghetti strewn wall.
>You surprisingly land with grace upon when you finish your slide at the end of the table.
>Holy shit aren't you an uncoordinated fuck?|
>Your pissed off attitude leaves your fucks at around absolute zero
>The guards are quick to get to their feet, but they hesitate
>Seeing you in burned clothing + gauze + blood shot eyes = they're scared of ya bro.
"So, which one of you is in charge, and which is the little fuck that gave him troops from Whinington?"
>You see two hooves at the opposite end of the tables raise
>Before you can react one of the guard p0nes leaps on to the table.
>"If you wanna get through them you're gonna have to go through me!"
>Said guard p0ny's horn begins to glow as he runs at you.
>He makes a dramatic leap
>Right when he's all up in your grill he explodes
>....in to fucking spaghetti.
>It covers you, and it covers the walls around you
>Your siluette can be seen when you turn around to see the spaghetti strewn wall.
>You're in stunned silence
"Really....fucking...really?"
>one of the guards face hoofs
>"GOD DAMN IT ANONE MOOSE THAT'S THE THIRD BUCKING TIME THIS WEEK!"
>All of your wut in this moment.
>Wait did that guard say that this...happened three times this week?

>You shake those idle thoughts from your mind
>You're here to kick ass and read clop
>And you're all outta clop
>You raise your voice, loud enough to be heard by the remaining 11 p0nes in the room.
"This is how its gonna go down. The ones in charge are gonna fight me for the town, when I win the rest of you fucks are gonna leave. Hell you can even join in and help them I don't care. It won't make a difference."
>This doesn't sit well with them
>You can see the anger and surprise upon their features
>The two guard p0nes closest to you leap up and gallop toward you
>They've only got five feet to cover to reach your spaghetti stained form.
>Dual pegasi
>You focus on their wings
>You bring your hands down upon their wings, snapping their wing bones right at the base
>The pain caused by this drops them instantly
>This causes the others to hesitate
>Their fear brings a smile to you
>Meanwhile
>The ones you've knocked out have come to and alerted the rest
>Within five minutes guards start to surround the building from outside
>They can only see a blue glow coming from the windows on the second floor of their city hall.
>Suddenly you're knocked through the wall next to the window in which you entered
>You're ass just got knocked the fuck out of there by two unicorns
>one consumed in a blood red aura of magic, the other a cyan.
>You hit the ground and roll the fuck out of the way before either can hit you with their magic.
>The guards shout out praise
>"GO FILLY! GO DUKE!"
>Fuck the one glowing like a damn traffic light is Filly the cyan one appears to be Duke.
>You're still on your hands and knees
>Your breath has left your lungs from the impact of their blow and your back fucking hurts.

>Filly: "Get him!"
>Oh god this is gonna turn real ugly real fast.
>You were hoping they'd at least take you on 2v1 now you're getting to fight everyfuckingp0ny.
>Great.
>You launch yourself on to a nearbye rooftop, a squad of pegasi follow.
>Your reach for the hilt of your sabre and feel air
>God damn it you left it back in Manehattan with Sherman
>Well now's the best time to learn hand to hand right?
>And you did fuck up those other guards
>When one of the peagsi dive bombs you go for a wild swing with your right arm
>You clock him square in the jaw and the impact sends the poor pegasi in to an adjacent building.
>You may barely be considered a 'brawler' as far as hand to hand combat is concerned but at least you've got magic on your side to help your ass.
>Before you can take care of the other three within that squad eight fucking unicorns teleport up to the rooftop with you
>Filly and Duke are among the eight.
>All of them have their horns glowing
>All horns are trained on you.
>Fuck.

>You're sandwiched in between 3 pegasi and 8 unicorns
>God you feel like the little whore on camera that's about to be double teamed by two black logs
>As more pegasi come in to the picture an idea forms.
>The pegasi are in front while the unicorns are in back.
>You raise a middle finger to the unicorns behind you but they stare at your hand in confusion
>Fuck these p0nes and not knowing shit about fingers
"The middle finger means I'm telling you to go buck yourself."
>You can hear them growling at you now.
>The three pegasi, joined by another 6, land in front of you
>"Looks like somep0ny's about to get his ass kicked."
>nope.jpeg
>You turn your head to see the unicorns fire
>You feel yourself be consumed within your own magic and 'poof' you're fucking gone
>The unicorn's attacks end up hitting the pegasi upon the roof
>Their charred bodies are flung off the roof from the impact
>They hit the ground, unmoving.
>Filly: "Oh shit...whoops."
>Duke: "Where'd he go?!"
>The unicorns start looking around, trying to find you.
>Little do they know you're on the rooftop of a building near them
>The building you're on is quite taller than the one Filly and the others are on.
>With this height advantage you're sure they won't see your plan of action until its too late.

>You've focused the support structures along the building Filly and Duke stood upon.
>Bam, with a snap of the finger the support structures begin to cumble away
>The building collapses upon itself consuming Filly and Duke in the process
>Though before they disappeared from view, their magical aura could be seen before flashing away completely
>Fuck they teleported out
>You hear the sound effect associated with teleporting sound behind you
>You turn to see a cyan and blood red magic projectile heading toward you
>You're unable to react in time and the attack's impact launches you from the roof
>Luckily you were able use your magic to soften the impact
>The resounding damage caused by Duke's and Filly's shot came in the form of your gauze being burned from you
>You quickly tear the rest of your gauze from you
>Your burns have healed for the most part
>Though there are some large areas upon your chest and stomach where muscle can be seen rather than skin
>You grimace when Filly and Duke appear before you
>They're giving off little cocky, confident smiles
>Despite their soldiers hesitating to attack you

>They could swarm you right now and end you, but for some reason they don't
>Instead Filly's and Duke's company form a circle around you, boxing you in with the two commanders
>Their men wish to see blood
>Filly and Duke seem all the willing to provide when their auras begin to consume their bodies
>Fuck, this shit is about to get fucking bad
>In response to their little display of color you attempt to draw your sabre
>You pokerface when you realize you didn't bring your sabre
>Fuck your life man.
>Instead you're forced to attempt the same thing as Filly and Duke, only to cover portions of yourself in an ethereal midnight blue fire
>You roll for intimidation
>19 + Constitution Modifier = 27
>Filly 21/Duke 20
>intimidation successful
>They hesitate to charge
>You start it off instead
>In an instant you're gone from their view
>They search frantically for you
>As you're super speedy ass makes its way behind Filly and Duke
>you decide to stop holding back
>They hurt your bro, they tried to kill her, you will have vengeance


>You 'appear' behind the two, ethereal balls of fire ready within your hands
>You startle Filly with your sudden appearance and he drops his guard for a second
>That was all you needed you launched your ethereal balls of fire
>Filly's unable to properly block in time and your attack connnects
>Your magic is strong enough to shatter the armor Filly wore
>Duke immediately went on the offensives after that
>His attempted strikes were ineffective
>He'd never fought a human before, not knowing how to properly handle someone like you without magic set him on edge
>You smile to yourself when you're able to grab hold of his back hooves in an attempted magical enhanced buck
>You pick Duke up effortlessly and slam him in to the ground with all of your might
>The impact dents his armor and the wind is swept from his lungs, leaving him gasping for breath upon the ground
>At this point Filly had managed to stand
>Within that time he fired another magical projectile at you
>At the last moment you pikc up Duke and toss him in to the oncoming attack
>In Duke's weakened state he's unable to properly dodge or defend
>Filly's strike not only shatters his armor but it enters his body, causing internal damage
>When Duke hits the ground from that attack he vomits once, then passes out
>Dear lord he vomited spaghetti....oh god that's a lot of spaghetti
>Filly: "Oh buck.....whoopse."

>You hear a familiar voice cry out
>"I'll help you Filly!"
>What the fuck Anone Moose?
>he flies head first at Anon, using his magic to keep him in flight
>WTF wasn't he a pegasus?
>Doesn't matter he's flying like a bullet
>You bitch slap him when he gets close
>When Anone Moose hits the ground her bursts in to confetti spaghetti
>A party horn can be heard when he burts
>Filly: "Thanks Moose."
>Filly's all up in your grill, horn a glowin
>You chuckle to yourself
>Your now ethereal flame covered hand grips Filly's horn, your magical influence causes his to stop
>You effectively cast silent on filly from grabbing his horn
>With a flick of the wrist the top of his horn breaks off in to your grasp
>Filly screams in pain and frantically places his forehooves upon his now permanent disability
>You toss his section of horn away, before you turn to leave you make sure to put Filly on Duke's leve of consciousness through a kick to the jaw
>As you turn to try to leave you notice the guards have parted for you
>They learned, they learned what happens when they mess with your bro

>As you turn to leave you call out to them
"Both Fillydelphia and Whinnington have fallen to the New Lunar Republic, take those two and leave, now."
>They acknowledge your words with silent action
>Silently they pick up Filly and Duke and make their way out of the city
>Soon Filly feels empty, a ghost city
>Nop0ny would come out to greet the winner
>And the remaining guards that you hurt will be here for a while
>With the fight over the ethereal flames upon your person dissipate
>You sigh in contentment and make your way in the direction of Rainbow's encampment
>Thank god for magic tracker 2.0
>In no time at all you made it to Rainbow's small ass encampment
>Seemed so empty....
>one of the guards notices you
>luckily he doesn't mistake you as something threatening
>Though the condition of your mind would make others think otherwise could they read your thoughts.

>You're still furious about Filly and Duke, you're worried to death over your bro and the condition of the troops left, you're wondering how your other friends are faring
>Especially the apples
>At least some of your worries are sated when you see Rainbow
>she's wrapped up pretty good
>The medic there explained that during the fight Filly had taken Rainbow's left eye from her
>She'll be forced out of one one one fights until Luna can perfect her regenerative spells.
>Fuck thing are about to get a whole lot harder for her
>Thankfully her friends will be able to give her ease when they arrive.
>Before you turn to leave the medic volunteers to reapply gauze to your burns which you readily allow.
>It's a good thing your skin is slowly getting its pale appearance yet again
>This time the gauze only covers the lower portion of your pectorals, the upper portion of your abdominals, along the tricep of your arm, and 3/4's of your face. You could actually allow half of your jaw to be seen now.
>You're okay with this
>least you can talk better now
>You thank the medic and with one last look at Dash you make your way back to Manehattan
>God damn this is going to take forever

>As you're running back to Manehattan your thoughts fall upon the entirety of the situation
>Is this war really a good idea?
>You're giving Discord the chaos that he needs to grow in power
>But at the same time without this chaos you cannot hope to stop him
>It's a double edged sword to say the least
>As your pondering you do not take notice to your surroundings melting away, changing before you
>Eventually you register that you're in an entirely new area outside of any close civilization
>As you take in the surroundings a voice calls out to you
>Atlas: "Yo, sorry for the confusion. I needed to talk to ya for a moment, brought ya to a little space of mine."
>You furrow your brow, the fuck is Atlas doing?
"You've got a lot of explaining to do. Come out."
>Atlas: "Nah, I'll come out when I feel like it. Hey Anon, what if I told you that I'm happy that you're winning?"
"I'd believe it, I'm giving your master what he desires."
>You hear Atlas groan
>Atlas: "No no no you idiot, I'm actually happy that you're winning, soon Discord will have nothing and he'll be put in to his statue yet again."
>Okay this is really REALLY weird now
"Wait...what?"


>Atlas materializes before you
>Atlas: "Yeah, Discord is turning in to a pompus flank, I'm getting sick of him and I'd like for you to end his life, which is something I believe you already intended to do from the start."
"Naturally."
>Atlas smiles
>Atlas: "What if I told you I hold the key to insuring Discord's demise?"
"I'd have to say you're lying."
>Atlas: "Oh no but I have proof. Allow me to show you a little something."
>Atlas's fucked up horns begin to glow with a purple chaotic aura
>Soon a gate faded in to existence behind Atlas
>Atlas: "Guess you wouldn't of known without me making it obvious. Say hello to the new ruler of Tartarus."
>You're absolutely dumbfounded by this development
>Atlas: So, if I'm revealing the gates to Tartarus what does that mean?"
>Even if you believe Atlas is all talk and no action, the fact that Atlas had a way to summon the gates to Tartarus with his chaotic magic rustled your jimmies greatly


>You hesitate
>One part of you believes Atlas, he seems legit
>The other part is saying he's a lying fuck that's only looking out for himself.
>You then guess that maybe he's a possible starscream
>Undermine and Betray all the way
>What do you have to lose? If what he says is true then you'll have help in beating Discord
>But you've never been to such a plane...what could be beyond may be something even Atlas can't handle
>Atlas seems to notice your displeasure at the notion of Tartarus
>Atlas: "Don't worry, I'm not gonna leave ya high and dry. I'll be sure to help ya out. They don't buck with the ruler not even Cerberous will buck with me
>After that sentence Atlas lets out a shrill wistle
>The pounding of heavy feet can bear heard quickly approaching from the other side of the Tartarus gate
>The three headed dog of legend on your planet: Cerberous
>With a howl from the three heads the gates to Tartarus opens
>Atlas steps through the open gates
>When Cerberous sees Atlas he moves out of the way like a bitch
>Atlas turns back to you
>Atlas: "Are you coming or not?"
>You sigh
>You get out your trusty magic 8 ball and shake it
>The blue pyramid responds with, "Go for it you bitch as nigga."
>The 8 ball never lies
>You walk in through the open gates
>With a loud clang they slam shut behind you
>A bleak world stretched out as far as the eye could see
>Before you continue to follow Atlas he turns to you
>Atlas: "Did I forget to mention that I've got no power here?"
>Fuck....


>End of chapter 4