WOLVERINES!

by The Producer

Chapter Eleven

So, updates after Christmas will probably be delayed by an unforeseen forecast.
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“WHAT?”

Celestia and Luna both cringed at the volume of the voice that burst into the air. Luna mad a frantic hoof-gesture towards Reaper, and Celestia tried to calm down Reaper by saying,

“Reaper, calm down! I can understand that…”

But she was interrupted by Reaper again, deep within his eyes the color started to gain hairline fractures throughout the black orbs, gaining red highlights. He said,

“UNDERSTAND? How could you UNDERSTAND that I would be UPSET? YOU are NO mother. A REAL MOTHER would NEVER ABANDON THEIR CHILD TO LIVE IN A WORLD FULL OF DESPICABLE BEINGS.”

Celestia came with a rebuttal,

“Then what would a mother do if her world would be destroyed, and she had the answers to saving the planet?”

Reaper lowered his head, seething. He said,

“I have no idea. But YOU are not my mother. MY mother held me and sang me to sleep after my ‘father’ was done beating me, and telling me that I was not his son.”

Celestia continued on with her explanation,

“I would also understand if you were confused by the race difference…”

She trailed off, allowing Reaper speak his mind. Reaper took this opportunity to try and rip down the wall of understanding that Celestia was hastily constructing.

“Yeah, I’m DAMN confused about how the HELL I can be YOUR son when I’m a bi-pedal human and you’re a quadruped EQUINE.”

Celestia flinched. She knew his past, and she didn’t expect a very good reception, but she expected results far better that what she received. She had expected more of an angry result. What she got was a veritable sea of rage, foaming, crashing, ripping, eddying, flowing, and destroying. She said,

“After you were born, I knew that you needed to be in a different world to learn how to kill Nightmare Moon’s last surviving piece of soul, so I magically morphed you into this form. Unfortunately, It is permanent, and has sealed away all of your magic. However, your Alicorn resilience, and your control over magic has not gone. Weren’t there times where even with your own pride of your stamina that you have surprised yourself?”

Reaper paused, and recollected that he oftentimes pulled through when others did not. One time, before he became a Juggernaut, his squad was jumped by terrorists, and over half of his team died, the other half was injured. Reaper lead from the front, and was peppered by Kalashnikov fire. He was hit multiple times in the extremities, and twice in the stomach. The doctors said he wouldn’t pull through, but within a week, he was on his feet, writing letters of condolences to all of the families of his platoon. But there was a hole, the books he read said that the last of the Alicorns died off long before Nightmare Moon. He said,

“Fine, then who’s the father?”

Celestia was expecting this one; Reaper was smart enough to figure out that her and her sister were the last Alicorns in existence. The answer was easy enough, but the explanation was the hard part.

“You don’t actually have a father. Once a Female Alicorn becomes of age, and they reach the height of their power, they bear a child. However, this also marks the time of their fertility, and they can put it off until they are ready. I came of that age when the end of The Nightmare war was beginning.”

Reaper was astounded. He was the creation of ridiculously powerful pony magic. But wait, does Luna have a child?

“What about Luna? Any cousins that I should know about?”

The atmosphere in the room dropped, even worse then it had been before. However, this was not due to anger, but of sadness and regret. This time, Celestia was the one to whisper something in Luna’s ear. Luna whispered something in response, and Celestia moved to talk to Reaper.

“Luna, while still in the thrall of Nightmare Moon… became of age about when I did. Nightmare was in desperate need of power, and she didn’t have the time to carry, birth, and raise a baby Alicorn, so she…killed it. She then absorbed the raw power that she obtained from the child to begin her last assault.”

Luna was crying very hard at the end of Celestia’s speech. Reaper knew what it was like to lose a child, his mother had a miscarriage when he was twelve, and it was devastating for everyone. He walked up to his supposed aunt, and crushed her in an overwhelming bear hug, almost engulfing her with his size. After a good few minuets of hugging, crying, and soft murmurs, Luna broke free. She said,

“Thank you, young one.”

Reaper responded with a bow and an elaborate wrist turn, and faced Celestia.

“We are not done just yet, you don’t have any type of material proof of my heritage, and unless you do, I’ll just call you a liar.”

Celestia had been hoping that pointing out the anomalies in his nature had been enough to prove to him that he WAS in fact an Alicorn. The way of proving it was to pump him full of magical energies, and that would have an unpredictable outcome. She said,

“This will require me to flush your body with raw magical power, are you alright with that? Will you control yourself?”

Reaper just waved his hands in a bring it on fashion, so the Princess stepped up in front of him, and placed her horn on his forehead. Magical lightning sparked from the base of the Alicorn’s horn, to the exposed skin on Reaper’s forehead. To Reaper, the experience was even more intense than the time when he absorbed the power of Bahamut’s will, he could actually feel the power leak from his head to his entire body. After a good thirty minuets of power being relentlessly pumped into his forehead, Celestia stepped away; a good deal shakier than when she first approached him. Reaper stood, his mouth open, forgotten in the flood of emotions and feelings that he possessed, like a dam overflowed. He felt something snap deep within him, and his head snapped back as the black of his eyes were destroyed, leaving two blood-red eyes, projecting their hellish light into the interior of the throne room, tinting everything in the color of blood. He rose into the air, and levitated there. Both Alicorn Princesses were staring at his back, and he looked back there two. He was greeted by the sight of two wings that seemed to be caught in an inferno. He saw that they appeared to be crafted out of pure flame, and were not actually connected to his body, stopping just centimeters away from connecting to his shoulder blades. He looked at the back of the throne room, where there was a mirror, and saw that he had a rather large horn that hovered in the front of his forehead. He splayed his wings out, and drifted towards the floor. As he alighted it, he said,

“Okay, now I’m convinced, Princess.”

Comments

[datdamnface]

FUCK YEA!

[Cunt_Crusader]

I'd get rid of the horn

horns tend to look stupid on humans

[Ponyzzar]

...............

Okay, this got a bit weird, but I'm still interested in reading the story.

[St.Patrick]

Wings of Flame?!?!?!!! F*** YES! Just make him the polar opposite of Celestia. All rage and destruction !!!!!

[Greasebrony]

I guess this is what you get when you slam the four horsemen together and add some hellfire in there.

[demonoid47]

go wit 2 horns. much more badass

[Kickass222urmom]

That was actually a good explanation on how Reaper is her son. Very good.

[Tech_Priest]

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You sir, are a gentleman and a scholar.

[The Producer]

74764

You see, it was not actually connected to him, and it required a tremendous amount of magic to unearth, so...

[Balancer]

I now have nightmares of fire winged jugernaughts with glowing red eyes

[Zyggy]

yeah, these last two chapters removed all interest I had in this story.

[The Producer]

75038

*Shrugs*

So it goes.

[SteampunkBrony]

i can tell this is gonna be interesting.

[NotABrony]

shit just got confusing.

[MC BR0N3]

Holy Shit.

[Jeff Belinger]

You barely pulled yourself out of a corner there. I still don't like the fact that he's an 'alicorn'.

[The Producer]

75896

How about some less belligerence? THAT would be nice. I mean, I'm seriously not liking your attitude towards commenting. Its like you're my owner, and you'll punish me if I don't do your bidding. It's demeaning. I can take if people are like 'I'm put off by your decision' but are respectful, but you... ughh. Sorry, you act like my sister, and she did very bad things to me, so your bringing up some repressed memories, and proving to piss me off.

[CDR]

I'm going to assume that the horn is made of pure flame as well, and also stops milimeters from his forehead.

Why is it always fire though? Why can't you author's ever use frost or electricity? Not that I'm complaining here, story kicks ass anyway!

Here, have two doses of concentrated awesome:
1. Normal version: Flaming Chainsaw Launching Death Lazer Space Cannons
2. Pony version: Targeted Orbiting Nuclear Rainboom Launching Party Cannons of Love & Tolerance

Now let me repeat that, cause I don't think it it you hard enough.

HERE! HAVE TWO CONCENTRATED DOSES OF PURE, FUCKING, AWESOME!!!
1. FLAMING CHAINSAW LAUNCHING DEATH LAZER SPACE CANNONS!!!!
2. TARGETED OBRITING NUCLEAR RAINBOOM LAUNCHING PARTY CANNONS OF LOVE & TOLERANCE!!!!

Now go write another fucking awesome chapter!

[ForlanceAbice]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=endscreen&NR=1&v=FH2tgNEnX_k
.....
Yeah....
Excuse me while I sit in this corner here...
I don't know what to feel at the moment.
Gah........

[Azzazel]

I'd go on a killing spree , nuff said !

more i want more

[Reaper1oo]

Now makes more sense-
Am I only one to be feeling sad for Luna?

[Night06]

75038 i agree -.-

[YOitzGEEZUS]

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[Iseeponieseverywhere]

I no longer believe anything logical anymore mind=mental nuclear explosion