Rarity is best pony
Psn - R0TFLKN1FE
58w, 6hNew chapters coming soon, 1 comments · 55 views
64w, 2dI am still alive. 0 comments · 53 views
76w, 5dEdited chapters and More story 0 comments · 53 views
76w, 6dHello again everyone. 0 comments · 27 views
82w, 6dGood / Bad news everypony! 0 comments · 48 views
84w, 4dShould i do it? 0 comments · 29 views
85w, 6hNEW CHAPTER 0 comments · 24 views
85w, 13hMusic suggestions? 0 comments · 26 views
86w, 1d1,000 VIEWS! 1 comments · 20 views
Celestia sat on her throne, it was almost time to set the sun. She got up and sighed, she was exhausted from her royal duties. She had seen her life almost falling into a daily cycle, prctically the exact same thing every day. She got up off her throne and began to walk to her balcony. Suddenly she stopped, thinking she heard something. Shrugging it off, she continued to walk. Then there was a loud thud and the sound of some kind of futuristic portal, she turned around.
"Who's ther-" She was smacked in the face with a shovel. A human stand next to her, panting as he struck her again. She managed to get a glimpse of what looked like humans coming out of a dimensional portal. Her horn began to glow, but the human smacked her horn breaking it in half. She cried out in pain, making the whole foundation shake.
"What have you done!" Celestia's voice was full of fear as the sun vanished, leaving the sky a dark red while the clouds turned mixtures of gray and black, stars slowly began to appear.
"Big sis!?" Luna called, trotting around the corner. A human spun around, a sick grin on his face.
"Theres Luna! Get her!" Someone shouted. Luna screamed and began to run down the hall as more and more humans flooded out of the portal, holding knives, clubs, garden tools, etc; A smaller group of humans started tying up Celestias hooves. Celestia was now utterly defensless, tears streaming down her cheeks as humans began to apply more rope.
"You wont stop us now, Princess." Said some guy, an evil grin on across his face.
Luna was running down the hall, running for her Life as they chased her through the castle. They screamed and roared, chasing her like savages. She zoomed past a couple of unsuspecting guards.
"What in the name of-" A spear went through his chest as more humans began beating the other colt to death.
Luna continued to run until she reached her bed chamber. She quickly used her magic to barricade the door. It was quiet for a second...
The sound of pounding and banging began to fill the room.
"Its locked!" Someone yelled, "Tear it down!" Somebody shreiked, "Shes trapped, get her!" Someone screamed. Luna began to cry, frozen out of fear.
"HELP!" She yelled, tears rolling down her face.
Celestia slowly opened her eyes to see a fully grown man standing in front of her with a shovel. She blinked as dead guards lay everywhere.
"Dont worry, well take good care of her." The man laughed. Celestia gave him a death stare as humans continued to come out of the portal. They filled the castle, searching for more mares. Celestia began to speak, but coughed. She looked down at her body, noticing she had been completley tied up. Humans began to exit the castle while making there way to ponyville, ready to live out their sick twisted dreams.
Celestia closed her eyes and fainted.
Floyd was a brony. He lived in a cheap appartment, not having much to look forward too between drinking, gaming, college and partying. One day he found himself watching little pony with a friend, and seemed to enjoy it. He liked to read some fan-fictions, well.. at least the ones that made sense. Not the sick brutal things that people usully write in the mature catagory. He never really understood why ordinary people would go to such lengths as to write sick twisted peices of litterature such as that. But like any other brony, he kept tuned into the show. He even managed to sit through an episode of generation 3 without vomiting.
One of his favorite passtimes was the shooting range. He absolutley loved to test his skill with firearms. His dad used to take him...
Floyd sighed, looking at his watch
"Its late, I need to get off of here..." He raised his mouse over the red x at the top corner of his screen, then stopped.
"I guess maybe 1 more hour couldnt hurt." He lied to himself. Giving a comftorable sigh, he clicked a link. It didnt take him anywhere. He clicked again... still nothing.
"Come on!" Floyd kicked his computer when suddenly the screen went black.
"Peice of junk.." He mumbled. He stood up and jumped into bed fully clothed. Then the screen went from black to his screensaver.
"Screw it, ill fix that tomorrow." He smiled, he enjoyed talking to himself. After all, he was the only one who truly understood himself. He closed his eyes, ready to dream.
Floyd froze, he slowly looked at his monitor. He got up and slowly walked towards it.
Floyd knew the sound was coming from the computer. Quickly, he took down a picture frame to reveal a remington 870 pump shotgun.. What? His landlord never said anything about firearms. He yanked it off the wall and quickly aimed it at the computer, the buttstock comfortably placed on his shoulder. He rested his finger on the trigger, waiting for the computer to say something.
"HELP ME!" Screamed a somewhat familiar voice. His monitor glowed white, It began to suck him in. He gripped his shotgun, looking for something to hold onto. Then his backpack smacked him right in the face, making him lose his balance. He fell into the monitor along with his bag. Then the room filled with silence, the computer going into power-saving mode.
Floyd quickly regained consciousness. He looked around the throne room to see Celestia tied up, and someone smacking her with a shovel. Floyd had to take action, this was no time for thinking. He put on his back pack and picked up his shotgun, aiming it at the guy.
"Hey, knock it off." Floyd stared down the barrel at the guy. The man turned around, laughing.
"Shut the hell up." The guy laughed and continued to beat on the princess. She was crying.
"Im warning you." Floyd readied the shotgun. The man laughed.
"What are you going to do, shoot me?" The guy laughed, twitching as the princess stared at Floyd, her eyes wide and a filledwith terror.
The man charged with the shovel.
"Try me motherfu-" The guy was shot in he face as Floyd felt the satisfying recoil in his shoulder. The guys body flew back, smacking up against a pillar. Floyd didnt care who he was, that person wanted to kill him. He looked around and saw nothing, so how did the guy get here? How did he get here? That was the least of his problems, he ran up to the princess and shook her, trying to wake her up frm her daze.
"Celestia, who did this to you?" Floyd asked, Celestia coughed as he undid the ropes that tied her up.
"...Luna." She muttered, Floyd got closer.
"What?" Floyd scratched his head.
Celestia took a deep breath. "..Go, save Luna.. she was chased by... hordes of them.. go save her." Luna coughed again as Floyd stood up. She saw past him and gave a sigh of releif, knowing that the portal was now closed, hopefully for good.
"I'll be back." He promised as he took off down the hall. It wasnt long before he heard cries for help similar to the ones from earlier. Time had passed, maybe 1 hour of earth time since the portal had closed.
After the phycos realized the castle was empty, they formed a massive mob and began banging on lunas door. They all had crazed looks like the man that was attacking Celestia. He didnt have time to negotiate with these clusterfucks. He aimed his shotgun up and unleashed fire into the crowd of phsycos, pumping his shotgunn as bullets flew into the crowd. Floyd watched them all go down as they dropped clubs, rope and various kinds of blunt/bladed objects.
They all turned there attention to him, thristy for blood. Floyd shot more and more shells into the crowd until his magazine was empty. Most of his phsycotic foes hadbeen killed, the others were smart and ran off, probably to regroup.
Floyd walked up to the door, stepping over the bodies. He knocked on Lunas door.
"Luna, the princess sent me." Floyd spoke sincereley, he stepped on a large bowie knife. He bent over and picked it up as luna spoke,
"Nice try savage, but your not getting in here." Her voice was uneasy, you could sense the fear coming from the room.
"Luna, your sisters alright, but shes bleeding out as we speak," He continued, "You can either come with me and help save her, or you can wait for them to come back." Floyd waited for a response.
"...Im coming out.." She said weakly, the giant door reluctantly creaked open revealing a horrified alicorn.
Floyd let go of his shotgun, the shoulder strap keeping it on his body.
"Follow me to safety." Floyd told her, Luna nodded and they began to run down the hall making there way into the throne room. Along the way They came across 2 or 3 phsycotic bronies.
"Look what we have here!" One shouted as the other 2 stopped what they were doing, holding their clubs ready. Floyd couldnt help but to chuckle. Luna backed up as they came at Floyd. The first one he stabbed in the stomach, kiling him pretty much instantly. Floyd threw him to the floor without a problem. The second one ran off the wall and jumped at him, only to be met by a fist to the gut. Took him and threw him out of a nearby window. The third one threw something at him and Floyd dodged it with ease, charging him and knocking him to the floor. The phsyco spat at him.
"Im going to rip your head off!" The brony Tried to get up but Floyd forced his foot down on his crotch. The man cried in pain as Floyd and Luna proceeded to the throne room.
"I must ask, when did you learn to fight like that?" Luna asked as they ran. Floyd looked at luna,
"I picked it up off of some games, magazinesand how-to's, oddly enough." They both shared a small laugh, despite the fact that Equestria was turning into a living hell. As they entered the Throne room Celestia layed there on the floor.
"Sister!" Luna cried as she practially flew to Celestia, an extreme look of worry on her face. Luna gasped when she saw Celestias horn broken. Luna used her magic and tried to heal Celestia. The wounds and bruises disappeared almost instantly, but her insides were still damaged. It would take a while for them to heal, sadly nothing could be done about her horn. Celestia looked at Floyd and began to speak.
"The elements..." Celestia whispered, "The elements of.. of harmony, f-find them." Celestia closed her eyes and tried to rest, all the color was gone from her hair. Luna whimpered at her sisters side.
"Luna.." Floyd got an idea, Luna looked at him.
"Use a spell like you did earlier and create some kind of barrier around the castle. I need to go find the mane 6, but you can throw up a barrier and protect her while she heals." Luna thought for a second.
"I'll do it. Now go, go retreive them so we can put an end to this madness." Luna shed a tear as Floyd walked up, he stroked her mane.
"You have my word, princess." Floyd said, comforting luna as she blushed a bit. She smiled and nodded as her horn began to glow. A dark blue barrier began to cover the entire castle, making it only so that Floyd and other ponies could enter and exit.
Floyd ran down the castle pathway, spots of blood covered his black tank-top and tattered jeans as he sprinted down the hill. He stopped and remembered his backpack. He stopped running and hesitated, then quickly opened it to take inventory.
He had found a small bottle or 2 of painkillers he aquired from last weeks party. Digging through it some more he found a couple college books, but just threw them out. There was also a small notebook.Suddenly A spec of green caught his eye.
"Can it be.." Floyd pulled out a small box of shotgun slugs. It was pretty much full besides the shots he fired earlier. He decided to load the shotgun til' it was full and pumped it.
Thus, with the shotgun in his hands, the bowie knife on his belt, an empty backpack, and a few small bottles of painkillers in his pocket. He began to run towards ponyville to save the elements and restore peace to Equestria.
Shortly he arrived at ponyville. The streets and pathways were littered with the bodies of dead, smoke filled the red sky as fires scorged buildings and trees alike. The cries of ponies could be heard from all directions as phsycotic bronies ran around, eager to thirst there sensation for violence and chaos.
"Oh boy, here we go." Floyd clenched his teeth, holding the shotgun in his hands as he entered the living hell that used to be ponyville.