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// Vengeance 
// Story: My Little Slayer: Emotion is Weakness 
// by RishnaLeDestroyer 
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	"Yes I will answer any questions you may have, but may I first request a glass of water?" Henric spoke to the group of ponies before him.
"Yes of course," Princess Celestia replied, "Nurse, would you please be so kind as to bring our guest a glass of water?"
"Certainly your majesty." the one they called Redheart said as she hurried out of the room.
Henric rose to his feet, finding his armor's top removed, lying next to him along with his bag. He used his free arm to lift this leather pouch and withdraw from it the salted beef he had taken with him. As he began to chew on a slab of the flesh, the ponies gasped.
One of them said, "What in tarnation is that?"
Henric replied simply through his mouth full of food, "Cow."
The purple one began furiously scribbling on her notepad, but the yellow one looked genuinely enraged, shouting at him with a look designed to make a stone cringe in fear, "I knew you were a meanie, but now you are eating nice cows! Drop that at once!"
Henric mentally chuckled at the small creatures vain attempts to intimidate him, and continued chewing on the preserved beef.
The ponies were now looking sick to their stomachs, so Henric spoke, "You are the masters of your world yet you do not rise to the top of it. What is the meaning of that silliness?"
"Why do you consume others this way? are you a carnivore?" the big one questioned.
Henric replied to this, still shoving the beef into his mouth, "I am an eater of both plant and flesh, but for a longer journey I am sure the plants can produce nothing even close to the equal efficiency in energy for weight, or last as long. That is why I have brought this with me."
"But why would you eat a cow?" the white one replied, "Surely it would be quite a bit more humane to consume something of less intelligence?"
"The cow is far from what I would call intelligent." Henric replied through his full mouth, "Besides, have you not seen other meat eating creatures here? Those manticores were obviously flesh eaters."
The orange one spoke in what sounded like a Khadrian accent, with quite a few differences, "Now wait here mister. Just because cows may not be the brightest folk to walk the fields, you have no right to call them unintelligent, let alone eat them.
Henric replied, still eating, "Cows can hardly be described as folk, for one who does not even possess the ability of higher communication has obviously not been blessed by their gods."
The orange one responded saying, " What d'ya mean no higher forms of communication? I just had a conversation with Bessie down by the farm yesterday mornin', and she seemed all right in the head."
"Our perception of cattle is obviously very different, for if one were found speaking to a bovine creature back in my realm they would more than likely be executed on terms of insanity." Henric replied, "But then again, I have not yet questioned my own sanity seeing as I am currently speaking to brightly colored quadrupedal equines who have taken me captive."
The orange one, obviously becoming flustered by this continuing confrontation replied, "And i'm the one talkin' to the stuck up inter-dimensional bald monkey!"
Henric, growing amused was about to make a clever retort, when the big white one cit in saying, "Stop this foolish bickering. There is much to be done and there is not time enough to spare wasting it on this angry back and forth." in a stern, yet reassuring voice.
"Please show some restraint while devouring intelligent life in front of my subjects," she said magically pulling the dried meat from the murderer's grasp. "Meanwhile there are serious questions to be answered!"
The pony nurse walked in with a glass of water atop a tray, which Henric took and began sipping from. It appeared he was out of things to stall the ponies from gaining more knowledge about him, which could lead to an advantage over him on their part, and would now have to offer up some stilted and bent of the truth.
"Alright where would you like to begin?" he stated.


~*~


"What exactly are we searching for here?" The young Prince Landen asked.
"You are looking for any information on this species you may come across." the disembodied voice of the necromancer spoke, "Anything of culture, anatomy, magical ability. I have a feeling there is something significant about these horses."
The two companions were examining the corpse of a fallen pony. They were not masters in the art of stealth, so confrontation by one of these creatures was inevitable. This one had been quickly and quietly dispatched, like the first with no mutilations given to its bright flesh. It was pure and good to examine.
"I'm not sure it can fly. If this world's physics work in a similar fashion to those of our own, I doubt it would be able to get off of the ground even by an inch." the young prince observed, "Maybe it could glide, or fly with some magical help."
Samuel added to his friend's statement, saying, "The one I dragged behind that bush wasn't too light. I don't think it had wings either."
"I have noticed that." Landed replied, "It appears there are a few subspecies of these horse-like beings. I have seen horned and winged ones so far. There may be more."
"So, it probably wouldn't hurt to get a few more horse-cadivers in order to get more into the study of this species?" Samuel inquired hopefully.
His friend replied, "Well, we have been instructed to gather as much information as we can, so a few more fatalities may prove to be beneficial."
"Good," Samuel replied with a smile, "A bit more leeway for unavoidable incidents."
Landen withdrew from his robes a scalpel, which he brought along the belly of this current specimen. 
"I want to look inside," He explained. "We know nothing about the anatomy of these things. Their internal workings may be different from ours in every aspect. This could explain flight for such a proportionately awkward being."


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Princess Luna flew at a nearly sonic speed towards her sister. She could feel the solar energy emanating from the spot, so always knew where she was.
She did not stop to look at the sign which read, "Welcome to Ponyville" or enjoy the scenery of the small and peaceful town. She had but two commands instructing her body on the way she should interact with the world around her. Find the demon. Kill the demon.
Luna would have gone right through the wall of the hospital she knew her sister was in, but something that she viewed as just as urgent popped into her path.
Demons. Evil demons and they were killing one of hers. She did not even stop to evaluate the situation like she normally would have. She just shot a beam of energy directly from her horn.
The powerful attack did not strike, as the smaller of the two demons dispelled its force using a barrier with magic of its own. It maintained fairly powerful magical force.
She quickly reminded herself that it did not matter how much magical force these demons had. She was a goddess, and fighting from her own land. It was true she had the most power in the night time, but she could still draw energy from her world during the day. She could overpower anything these demons would try. She launched her full attack with this in mind.
She bashed and stabbed and melted and burned and froze the intruders. She did not stop he assault until their corpses had been reduced to nothing but ashes. The demons flew away in the wind, and she shot off again towards the hospital.


~*~


As his minions were being brutally murdered, all Cornelius Thornbearer could think was, "Dammit, I thought she had been taken care of by my first subject."
He was not pleased with this interference to his plan, but decided to try and reformulate his plan around it, instead of changing his attack strategy entirely. This blue one obviously had great power, and wasn't that exactly what he was looking for? He sent out his conscience and latched onto her mind. He could now use her like he had his other hosts.
The first thing the necromancer noticed upon entry of the body of the blue creature was the massive amounts of energy she possessed.
"My," he thought, "Am I in the presence of a world builder?"
This thought delighted him. He had accidentally stumbled into the most powerful thing this world had to offer. What better or faster way to grow enough energy to execute his plan? All he had to do now was continue drawing its energy and remain undetected.
The parasite had found a host, and everything was going to be easier for him than he could have hoped.