The small shop held many little trinkets that every pony may come to enjoy at one point or another. It was the shop keeper's thought at least as he nudge one of the pottery vase's back into place amongst the many shelves. For Canterlot standards it was rather lowly but that suited it's clientele as a bell rang out signalling another customer had made his or her way inside.
“Welcome to Morty's!” the beaming Owner welcomed with a rather cheery voice. He watched as the Pony walked casually up to the register where the Owner could actually get a good look at the customer. Something that brought his smile down slightly as the lamp from the desk began to light up his features. “What can I do for you, sir?”
This Pony didn't wait as his horn begun to glow a dark purple aura as the Store Owner felt a tingle run up his left fore hoof. A sudden jolt forward was all the poor pony could feel as he lost all control of his leg. What really made him scream in horror however was one of the knives from a display case nearby hovering over his now exposed limb. The light from the lamp glinted off the polished steel as the razor sharp edge made him start to sweat. “You wouldn't-,”
The Pony smirked before magically accelerating the Knife to the point that it pierced straight through the fore leg and several inches into the counter top.
The scream echoed out of the store as several heads turned towards the unexpected establishment. The clerk simply shouted and with all his effort tried to dislodge the knife. The blood started to pool before leaking over the edge by small droplets. “Mr. Fang is going to kill you!” the Owner shouted in between loud breaths.
“Do you remember me, Mr. Morty?” the Pony asked with a chilling calmness.
“You're that Pony who begged for a loan a month ago!” Morty answered with a loud groan as his head began to get light. “It's not my fault you wanted the loan! Please let me go, Dusk Breaker!” The bleeding Pony begged as tears welled in his reddened eyes.
“Is that Dragon Fire Powder?” Dusk deflected Morty's question with one of his own.
“Oh, Celestia!” Morty broke down again. “Please no!” His efforts doubled as he pulled at his fore leg once more, easily tearing skin and muscle alike.
“A dangerous substance to have around the shop, don't you think?” Dusk lifted his hoof to push the enclosed vase over with ease. The bright red powder spilled out but with little to no reaction. “Especially mixed with liquids,”
Morty screamed at the top of his lungs as Dusk ran his hoof across the puddle of blood, easily catching much of the life force in his fur coat. His leg slowly made it's way towards the mound of volatile powder before stopping as the Earth Pony watched with horror. “Where do all of Fang's goons hang out?” Dusk enquired with his hoof still only inches away from dripping the possible ignition agent.
Morty hesitated with his lip opening and closing but no words coming forth.
Dusk moved his hoof closer to the powder.
“No!” Morty cried out with sobs as his weakened body slumped against the counter. “Please!” he begun to beg once more. “I have a little Filly to look after!”
Dusk's tilted his head slightly as his intensive gaze narrowed upon Morty. “Unless you want to be looking after her from six feet under, I'd advise speaking up,” Dusk's voice, now filled with venom, easily wormed within Morty's head making him nod eagerly.
“They hang out at two places. One of the Warehouses by the Train Station and the other is a Night Club downtown,” Morty spilled everything he knew as he felt another excruciating pain in his fore leg. He watched as the Knife was pulled from the counter which released him from his painful imprisonment. “Thank, Celestia!”
“Celestia?” Dusk chuckled at the very common phrase. “Did she save you?”
Morty gazed back up to his attacker with sudden horror until a voice echoed from the back of the shop.
“Daddy?”
“I advise you stop any sort of deals with Mr. Fang,” Dusk nodded towards Morty who still had his leg clutched with his spare hoof.
“You're going to kill him, aren’t you?” Morty posed the question with his weak voice.
“If he's lucky,” Dusk grinned while levitating some sunglasses over his face before he leaves.
“Dusk!” Fiddlesticks called out with Twilight close to her side. Both ponies had spent the better part of an hour searching the Streets of Canterlot but it was becoming a fruitless search. Even with an escort of four royal guards it was challenging to just navigate the busy streets. “Dusk Breaker?”
“Where could he possibly disappear to?” Twilight groaned in frustration and worry as her eyes gazed over the multiple faces. “We checked the Market, Mall, Music Shop, Concert Hall and the Park!”
Fiddlesticks rested her hoof on Twilight's shoulder as they stood for a moment on the side walk.
The silence was broken by a large siren that alerted ponies of an incoming Ambulance cart. The large crowd of ponies separated so the cart could make its way through. Twilight frowned as she followed the cart with ease until it disappeared around the corner.
“Ya don' think Dusk's involved in that?” Fiddlesticks asked although she feared her doubt in the question.
“It wasn't heading in the Hospital's direction. After it!” Twilight shouted as she used her magic to shove ponies to either side.
Dusk observed the rather innocent building with some amusement. He only needed to ask some of the workers to get the gist that no Pony enters that building. The very idea that Celestia has yet to crack down on these crooks seemed bizarre to Dusk until it hits him. She has to follow the law system she implanted into Equestrian society. It has never felt so good to be so bad!
His approach was tactless but then again Dusk feared little at this point. Swing a few ponies out of windows and do a little searching, seemed like an easy enough job to him. Testing the knob on the door he found that it swung open easily much to his delight as a malicious grin spread across his face. A grin that was quickly wiped away as pain echoed through his body as he stepped into the darkened interior.
Ow...
Looking to either side of him he noticed long blades pierced his belly.
“We got 'em, Boss!” The light brown earth pony shouted with glee from Dusk's right.
Dusk staggered for a moment as the amount of pain actually clocked within him. It didn't feel sever or for that matter, life threatening. Dusk composed himself as he noticed the other Pony reaching in with a hook that caught Dusk in the jaw. True Earth Pony power was behind that blow as Dusk felt something loosen. Ok, that's enough guys...
“Gut him!” the order echoed out through the large warehouse as multiple other Ponies came forward before feeling another sudden joust of pain echoing from his body as Dusk gazed down to see a wooden shaft coming out of his chest. Ok, now this is ticking me off. The infested Pony retaliated as he side stepped to avoid another arrow which brought him to the pony that punched him in the jaw. Dusk reeled back one of his own fore hoofs before striking the pony so hard in the throat that the obvious sound of bone breaking echoed out. The collapsed victim twitched as his last movements of life were of his wheezing attempts of breathing.
Everything started to become a blur as Dusk levitated the blade out of his side and slashed. The wound caused the brown pony to clutch his throat until the blade came back up in a swift motion to pierce under his muzzle. The poor pony could only roll his eyes back up into his skull before collapsing. Dusk then shifted his gaze towards the few enemies that still resided inside the warehouse. Their charge only made Dusk blink but as his eye lids opened again only to be replaced with narrow slits in a sea of flame. His horn gave off a large aura as the ground shook in response to his magical beckoning. The attackers halted for a moment only to see the two large metal cargo crates come closing in. Slight panic settled in the group until they made a dash towards safety.
Dusk growled with delight as the ponies hit the force field. They were stuck.
Their screams echoed out from the warehouse as the two cargo containers moved ever closer. Some of the hopeless ponies cradled themselves while others begged and pleaded for their lives. The crates were pressing the Ponies together now as they squealed in plain, unaltered terror.
“Dusk!”
The voice caught Dusk Breaker off guard as he blinked to allow his normal eyes to return. Turning he found Fiddlesticks and Twilight surrounded by guards along with a strange looking pony he didn't recognized. Dusk groaned as he halted the utter crushing of his enemies just short of pulverizing them between the two crates. He groaned as he heard cheers from the ponies, yet again praises to Celestia rose.
“Dusk Breaker!” Fiddlesticks shouted as she left the contingent of guards who all had their weapons raised. It was easy to see that this Mare was far from pleased as Dusk couldn't help but gulp loudly. “Ya ask me teh never leave ya but here ya are galloping around Canterlot while leaving me back at the castle!”
Dusk shifted his gaze for a moment as he scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment. How in Equestria am I supposed to be imitating like this? “I knew you wouldn't want to be involved in this sort of...” Dusk fought for the word to use until Twilight spoke up as she begun to walk towards the couple.
“Massacre?”
“A little over the top, Twilles,” Dusk dead panned to her suggestion.
“Let them ponies go this instant or ya can kiss this flank good bye!” Fiddlesticks ordered as she tried to raise herself to Dusk's height. Although she fell short a few good inches she didn't back down as Dusk simply groaned. “I'm waiting,”
Dusk let his aura dissipate as he gave in to his marefriend's demands. The formerly trapped ponies sprinted past the three as they pleaded to be taken to the Canterlot Dungeons. The guards at first were shocked but considering the victims previous predicament, it seemed much safer to rot away in jail depending on their warrants. Dusk however simply jutted out his lip in disappointment and shifted his gaze away from Fiddlesticks until he felt something pull him down.
Fiddlesticks thought it only fair to give him some sort of 'Thank You' for doing what she asked of him. The kiss was short but she could taste the hunger on him. A sneaking suspicion ran through her mind that this Stallion was not after a simple hay sandwich. Pulling away she gave him a tight hug that he responded with one leg before a loud interruption.
“Ahem,” Twilight cleared her throat loudly as two annoyed pairs of eyes gazed at her from their loving embrace. “Yeah, hate to break you two love bugs but now is not the best time,” Twilight tried to insist.
“But I still wanted to kiss some flank,” Dusk grinned before feeling Fiddlesticks give him a playful slap.
“Ew,” Twilight shook her head to free herself from the mental images. “The Grand Summons is tomorrow and you already broke out of jail to go on a killing spree,”
“For the record, I only killed two,” Dusk interrupted before receiving another slap.
“Yes, well I'm just glad it's dark in here. I don't need more bad images from your on goings, Dusky,” Twilight shuddered at the mental recalling of the Diamond Dogs. “We need to return to the Castle before Celestia condemns you to death or something,”
“Celestia can kiss my flank,” Dusk mused with a grin while receiving a third slap in his rib cage. All of the guards were now wearing a menacing scowl as their grip on their halberds increased.
A roar of laughter broke out as Dusk's eyes shifted and then narrowed upon the lone Pony who stood near the door way. Dusk used his superior vision to notice the cloak and axe that hung loosely on his belt. He reeked of the forests but nothing Dusk remembered from Everfree. “Who is he?” Dusk asked quietly so as to not be over heard.
“We found him watching you from the doorway when the tracking dogs lead us to you. Do you know of him?” Twilight answer's as her gaze turns to the foreigner. They watched as the Stallion make's a step towards the three before a guard lowers his weapon to reject his advances.
“Lower your weapon, Boy,” the gruff and weathered voice rang with an accent that Dusk couldn't quite place a hoof on. The guard did no such thing as he remembered his Divine orders passed down from Princess Celestia herself. No harm comes to Twilight Sparkle. “I won't be asking again, Boy,” the foreign warns as his hoof went for the axe on his belt.
“Who are you, Sir?” Twilight speaks loud enough to catch his attention.
“I'm Earl Hallbjorn, Son of Erlend, pride from Germaneigh,”
Twilight and Fiddlesticks waited with the contingent of guards along with the quiet Hallbjorn. The two Mares gave him plenty of space especially when they discovered that the cloak the Pony was wearing used to be a Frost Wolf. The Wolf's maw hung over the scarred Pony's face like a simple hood. It gave Twilight the shivers but she simply had to say a simple phrase before the guards would strike the Stallion down efficiently. The only reason this Hallbjorn was still around was because he found Dusk's skill in battle thrilling to watch.
Figures. Colts and violence.
The sound was disrupted as the door slammed to the second story building. Dusk walked from the dark confines with a grin adorned on his face although his sunglasses covered his new eyes. He had however picked something else from his old apartment. Around his neck was a single long chord of piano wire and a single key. Twilight eyes opened wide as she noticed the cursive signature that belonged to her grand father. The piano was passed down in the family until it came to Dusk Breaker.
“I may not have had enough strength to protect Grandfather's piano but I do now,” Dusk began to walk away not willing any Pony to slow him down. Twilight, Fiddlesticks and Hallbjorn simply kept up their pace. “There is one final spot before we return to the Castle,” Dusk spoke as he turned on the side walk.
“We need to return to the Castle now, Dusk!” Twilight tried to reason with the leading Pony but it was starting to feel like she was arguing with a brick wall. Fiddlesticks was going to help but her curiosity about where Dusk was heading caught her tongue. “Where are you thinking of going anyway?” Twilight asked if only to keep Dusk talking.
“A place called Bottom Bass,”
“A Night Club!” Twilight shouted as she begun to grind her teeth with renewed vigour. “Of all the places you want to go to,”
“They're is an old friend of mine there. Haven't seen him in a while,” Dusk explained easily as he turned again to stat down a busier street. The group had little to no trouble however as Ponies stepped to either side at the sight of Royal Guards.
Hallbjorn simply chuckled at the situation before spitting on the ground. “You argue like a wedded Farmer,”
Dusk shrugged his shoulders in response. “She's my Sister. Not much I can do about it,”
Twilight was about to say something until she noticed Dusk stop suddenly. His eyes solely focusing on a building that had a large sign with wavy letters spelling out 'Bottom Bass'. “Are you sure he's there? It doesn't even look to be open considering how early it is,”
“I'm certain,” Dusk spoke without moving towards the building. He simply stood there for a moment as if examining the structure top to bottom. “I'll be right back,”
Dusk didn't even get a hoof step away before feeling something clutch him. Fiddlesticks planted her rump on the ground as her hoof securely held onto his rear leg. Fiddlesticks face was of stern determination as her eyes narrowed. “Ah don' think so, Partner,”
Dusk rolled his eyes before taking another step only to find Fiddlesticks stead fast in her decision. “Seriously, I'm just going to have a simply chat with him,”
Silence and dead panned looks is their replies.
“If I take Hallbjorn with me, will you persist?”
Same reply.
A groan of frustration was the only thing to escape Dusk lips before motioning towards the building. “Fine, try to keep out of the way,” Dusk warned before making his way towards the front door. Giving the simple metal a simple look over he rapped his hoof against the metal three times.
No answer.
Another round of knocks.
“Look's like he's not there. Better go back to the castle then for Dinner,” Twilight spoke with a relief before a loud explosion caused her to yelp. Fiddlesticks and Twilight turned with shock to the large gaping hole in the wall where the door used to be.
“By Odin's Wrath!” Hallbjorn shouted with surprise as he examined the new entrance. “I would have gone with a battering ram but this will do!” He laughed before stalking in after Dusk, a large grin on his face.
“Really, Dusk?” Fiddlesticks groaned before turning around to follow Dusk in. “Ya 'ave less subtlety then a pie to the face,”
“Lady Twilight,” A sergeant of the Guard spoke up after gathering himself from the explosion. “This is breaking and entering. An act we cannot allow on Equestrian soil,”
Twilight sighed before waving a hoof towards her older Brother. “As much as I agree, I prefer you guys alive instead of a broken mess on the streets. I'll make sure he keeps damage to a minimum. Send word to Celestia for immediate aid,” Twilight ordered before she followed the three in wondering if she was ever going to have a peaceful day. Her first few steps were cautious after she cleared the small rubble. The dust still hung in the air slightly as the light from the new grand window light up the slim hall that lead to large double doors. Dusk stood at the doors but had yet to open them.
“What's wrong, Sugar?” Fiddlesticks enquired as she leaned slightly against Dusk. The darkened hall had suddenly made her unsettled.
“You can't smell it?” Dusk questioned as he first turned his gaze to his marefriend only to get a confused look back.
“I smell fear,” Hallbjorn replied as his hoof went for his axe. “If I knew you Equestrian Ponies did raids like this, I'd have requested a meeting much sooner,”
Dusk let out a slow chuckle at the very thought. “I'll invite you next time, Hallbjorn Son of Erlend,”
The doors before them opened before the Warrior from Germaneigh could respond in any formality. The darkened establishment was spacious with the obvious bar standing off to the left and the dance floor to the right. Simple layout for a good night. “You cause a lot of trouble for me Dusk,” the familiar voice echoed out as Dusk tried to spot the speaker. “First you rough up some of my contacts then raid my Warehouse? Mr. Fang is not happy about this matter,”
The odour of smoke begun to filter in through Dusk's nostrils as he followed it to a single booth moments before a light illuminates it.
The Pony sat with a knife against Velvet Sparkle, Dusk's Mother.
“I told you not to fuck with me, Mr. Breaker,”
“Mom!” Twilight cried loudly and tried to run towards her until Dusk raised a hoof to stop her.
I'd advise caution, Hive Mind.
No shit!
If you truly plan on using this pony for a changeling host then there will need to be some, and I use that term loosely, pieces left, Hive Mind.
I'm starting to regret this choice. If I have to use this bastard for my own purposes I'd have to keep myself from strangling his clone. No one threatens my Family!
“It seems that you have pushed both myself and Mr. Fang into a awkward position. You just had to force me to use extreme measures didn't you?” The cigarette bounced with every word the sly pony says. His calm posture and nonchalant tone easily dug under Dusk's skin. “The amount you owe has taken a price hike, Buddy. You owe exactly one hundred thousand bits and extra,”
Dusk's glared daggers “Extra?”
“I'll make a trade for your mother,” The thug grinned as he levitated his cigarette over the ash tray to flick of some ashes. “I'll take your brilliant Sister or that beautiful country Mare of yours,” he offers before taking a long draw on his cigarette.
Dusk wanted to tear the flesh of this Pony while he was still flaying from the pain. The sheer amount of hatred made his horn glow but no spell to really concentrate on. There was no way to win against this kind of a deal. The sudden crushing realization hit Dusk as he started to feel feeble. I caused this with my own actions.
“Take me,” Twilight offered with an air of authority.
Dusk turned suddenly as he witnessed Twilight taking a step closer to the booth. “No, Twilight! This won't solve anything!”
“Please, Twilight,” Fiddlesticks urged along side Dusk.
“I'm valuable to the Princesses, they'll just ransom me back for a hefty price,” she reasoned but with an air of calm that only unsettled Dusk more. Twilight took another few steps closer before the thug motioned her to stop.
“Twilight, get back here!” Dusk tried to order again.
“I'm trying to fix your mess, Dusk!” Twilight shouted back as a single tear streaked down her cheek. “You think just because you have power that they're no consequences?”
We should have carpet bombed this pitiful City, Hive Mind.
Not the time!
A simple ring levitated over Twilight's horn before sliding on with ease. “A magic nullification ring?”
“Smart Filly,” The Thug simply nodded before drawing his blade back and stepping closer to Twilight. “Expect a calling from us, Dusk Breaker. Remember, the more you try to screw with us, the more we will screw with you or your sister shall we say,”
Dusk lunged with all his might only to collide with the booth. The table broke into several pieces as Dusk came to a stop. It dawned on him right there and then that the Bastard also left with his Mother. Blood begun to boil from a temperature that the sun would have difficulty matching.
“Dusk?” Fiddlesticks called out only to get a grunt in response. She turned her head to Hallbjorn “Gives us a moment alone, please?”
The Germaneigh Pony solemnly nodded his head before placing his axe back onto his belt. “I'll wait outside when your ready, Dusk Breaker of Equestria,”
“Want to talk, Dusk?” Fiddlesticks sat down when she noticed the warrior leave through the double doors. She watched as the large Stallion simply laid where he was with only a large sigh to show any sign of life. The Violinist simply waited a few moments before Dusk rose from his spot where a shard of wood had pierced through his fore shoulder blade. She was about to ask if he was okay but the whole Zerg discussion from the train earlier informed her that it would feel like a simple sting to Dusk, nothing more. Fiddlesticks watched as another portion of the table fell of his back before he made his way to sit in front of her quietly. Never once did his eyes meet hers.
“I failed them, Fiddles,” his deep voice spoke but it sounded hollow and lifeless.
“Ya did what ya thought was right, Hun,” Fiddlesticks replied soothingly as she scooted closer until their fore hooves touched. “We all make mistakes,” her words rang out truth but she feared that he wasn't even listening. Guilt and fear could block any pony's mind.
“I tried to do my Swarm right while keeping my friends and family safe. I failed at both,” Dusk continued to stew while his vision was firmly planted at the floor.
Fiddlesticks let out a long hum before examining his slouched form. Can't have a Zerg ruler looking like this now can we? She grimaced as her hoofs grasped onto the shard of wood before pulling. The effect was immediate as only one spurt of blood escaped Dusk's body before the clotting started. She watched with amazement as the skin begun to weave itself back together before her eyes. The fur didn't grow back but it still was a sight to behold.
“You need to go back to Ponyville before I drag you along in this mess more then I already have,” Dusk bidded which brought Fiddles out of her medical fascination.
“Ah don't think so,” Fiddlesticks chuckles at the very image of Dusk right now. Ever since she meet this Stallion it had been rocky of a relationship at best. Before her was supposed to be an extremely dangerous being but all she spotted was a guy down on his luck. “We all get dragged through the mud now and again. What makes us strong is picking ourselves up afterwards,”
Dusk felt a hoof under his muzzle as his vision slowly rose to meet her royal blue eyes. They held him with her soften gaze as Dusk gave out a low breath of relief. “You're stubborn,” Dusk mutters while breaking loose a small smile.
“It runs in the Apple family,” Fiddlesticks replies before reaching a hoof around Dusk's neck to give him a tight embrace before falling back on her haunches. “We need to see the Princess immediately and tell her what has gone down,”
Dusk rose back on to all four hooves as he regained some measurement of mental reassurance. His initial mission seemed to be completely scrubbed until a certain smell ran along his nose once more. His eyes widened at the possibility before turning to the destroyed table.
“What in the hay are you doing, Dusk?” Fiddlesticks asked as she tipped her hat back slightly whie observing the stallion search the area feverishly.
“Found you!” Dusk whooped victoriously as his hoof brought the remains of the cigarette butt.
“Uh, Hun?” Fiddlesticks asked a moment before sticking her tongue out in disgust. “Tell me ya'll just didn't eat that,”
Dusk gave a rough cough as he used his hoof to beat against his chest a few times. In one motion he tipped his head back and dropped the cigarette butt down his mouth. Nothing could describe the awful feeling as it felt like grains of sand running down his throat. The taste was horrid as if trying to eat burnt garbage.
Please tell me that there is enough DNA for this to work.
Give me a few moments, Hive Mind. Your body is digesting and configuring out the very strands of atoms within the substances.
“Well let's go meet-,” Dusk began but was suddenly cut off as a large beaming light knocked Dusk to the other side of the room.
“You have angered the wrath of the Sun!”
FIRST!!!
Okay, so was Dusk blinded by hate, or did he just go full retard? You don't openly attack a crimminal organisation head on, before severing all of its chances of countering you...unless you're Batman. But last time I checked, Dusk was the leader of a zerg brood, not Batman.
Oh, and about the ending, I have only one thing too say.
"Well, tits..."
Keep up the story, and godspeed Dusk, godspeed.
Yay an update! Well is it just me, or does Dusk want to get executed? Anyway keep up ze chapters.
You know, I can't help but feel that something like Spec Ops: The Line is going on. Dusk really wants to get on top and maybe even be a great hero but he can't grasp the finer points AND had his ethics removed by the Zerg infestation, so he ends up screwing up more. I can now picture him, infesting all ponies he cares about so they can not be harmed so easily anymore.
2558137 Hell, maybe that is the overall ending for this fic. Would be nice, too many fics are peace and friendship. Needs some dead stuff and lack of good winning here people!
2555765 Yeah, I agree with you. Seems to me, throughout this whole fic Dusk has been doing whatever he wants and getting away with it. Mutating dogs, withholding information on the whereabouts of civilians (Cows can talk. They've done so in two episodes.), and being a general douchebag around his family. (Actually, have we seen any family bonding or anything. What are his parents doing? His mother was in this chapter, but she didn't get to say anything. And Twilight and Shining he seems to hate them. (At Least Shining. Twilight he seems to be very distant.)) Karma is a sweet mistress and it's finally coming to kick Dusk in the flank.
2558403 But that would both suck and make no sense. Celestia would never let the situation get that out of hoof and would rather fry the lot of them before they harmed any more innocents. (I hate it when people nerf/make Celestia an idiot.) Twilight wouldn't allow that either, with her high magic. Fiddlesticks is the big one up against that.
All in all, I like this fic, but Dusk is just an arrogant blow-hard, thinking he's all that with these new abilities. (Though, I would love to see his parents and Cadance come into play here....Actually, why haven't they? Yeah, the mother was brought into the plot and if I remember both his parents were in earlier, but they didn't get to say much.)
2559004 *Shrugs* To be fair, Kerrigan was sort of the same way when she got infested. Acquiring god-like powers is pretty damn life-changing. Also, you may be underestimating the Zerg. They have more ways then just direct attack, and some of them could be very useful. 6 infestors, 6 elements. Pew Pew Pew! Or just two, a pair of sisters. If I recited all the ways the ponies are screwed, then I would be here all night.
2559026 Yeah, I know. I'm not saying the Zerg couldn't take on Equestria. (Though you forget Celestia and Luna.)
I'm pretty much saying a Zerg victory such as that would be hollow and unsatisfying to me because Dusk is both a moron and a braggart. All he's done so far is go strutting about like he's all that. He thinks he can get away with things and so far he has. (Which is irritating since the things he's doing would certainly bring down harsh consequences.) The only reason I like him is because him and Fiddlesticks seems cute together. Other then that, the way he treats his siblings is inexcusable. Twilight seems to care for him, but he doesn't seem to hold any affection for her. (Name one time, other then in this chapter, he's been nice or warmly to her or even show an inkling he cares for her.) Yeah, I know he was jealous of his siblings, but hey, his parents are wealthy enough to get Twilight into a prestigious school, surely they tried with him. Did he just fail everything else? Is he a moron or did he let his jealousy cause his downfall? Either way, him being down on his luck is his own fault so I don't particularly feel sorry for him.
I know the zerg are good. *cough*Tyranidripoffs*cough* I'm just saying Dusk is one of those characters I want to see 'get knocked down'. I want someone to pull his act together and stop being such a douchebag to everyone else. (Beside Fiddlesticks, who he listens to. *cute*)
Actually, now that I think of it, he reminds me of Peter Parker. (You are now imagining Dusk doing the dancing scene from Spider man 3 Have fun.)
2559144 You get emotions CUT when you are Zerg. Hell, the shipping is straining the limit of belief for me, and I have ogres. Also, I never watch movies, so I have no clue about the dancing. And there are ways to deal with the sisters. A pair of infestors, and BAM, he won.
2559184 Never watch movies? YOU MEAN YOU"VE NEVER WATCHED 'MONTY PYTHON AND THE HOLY GRAIL"? YOU HAVEN"T LIVED TILL YOU"VE SEEN IT!
And yeah, I'm just saying. If humans could beat the Zerg, then ponies have a chance. (A very big one. If they could defeat Nightmare Moon and her forces, (we all know she corrupted ponies) then they can beat the zerg.)
And emotions get cut? I haven't seen that with Dusk. He seems to be very happy about this new change and all the other times he's shown different types of emotions.
2558403 I hear you brother!
Okay, apparently someone who is deep in the lore should step in to resolve this.
First off, 2559144 FUCK YOU! HOW DARE YOU INPUT THAT IMAGE IN MY MIND!
Second, 2559184 this is the scene in question:
OK, now for the story here. 2559352 Nightmare Moon corrupted ponies minds with dark magic, the zerg re-write your entire DNA structure. The Elemets can't help you with that. 2559184 Not true, if you are a sentient being, after infestation you still have emotions(Kerrigan wasn't showing any in the period BroodWar - Wings of Liberty, because she was under the influence of Amon(which was in turn removed when the Xel'Naga artifact exploded on char and de-infested her.) and he surpressed her human side, but after she re-infested herself again, she was pretty emotional. Not to mention that Stukov too expressed emotions. Now, having emotions after infestation depends on the type of infestation. If you have been infested by the gas form of the zerg virus(which the zerg release from the hatcheries/lairs/hives and poison a planet's atmosphere), or if you have been infested in a spawning pool, but you have a very low psionic potential you become like the diamond dog. But if it is an infestation in a spawning pool, near a hatch and you have a great psionic potential, or you have been infested by a profesional(Kerrigan - 1st by the Overmind, then the very first spawning pool from which came the zerg/ Stukov - by one of the shapeshifters created by Amon himself) you both get OP powers and your mind intact.) Now, this brings us to the other topic. 2559352 Humans didn't beat the zerg. They barely held out until an artefact of the race which developed both the protoss and the zerg brought BIG BOOM BOOM on Char. Next, yes Cely and Lulu are broken OP together, but you forget the fundamental law of the universe. Quantity > Quality. And even after the events on Char, the zerg have LOOOOTS of Quantity. They pretty much broke down head on the capital core world of the terran empire, which was prepared for them, and was heavely armed to defend. They also owned the capital world of the old Confederation and won vs both terrans and protoss. I'm not gonna bring in the fact that they drove the protoss away from their home world, because at the time the protoss fleet was in the opposite side of the sector. The zerg can just, as the Hive mind said, carpet bomb everything and done. Actually that is a very nice idea, wonder why Dusk hasn't approved of it yet? Also, in this fic, Silbern said it himself, the zerg are not 100% lore accurate so they can fit. They can take over an entire planet in under a week. Actually this one is also to blame on Dusk. He did not make the hatch release the zerg virus's gas form on local wild life and populace. But their timings at evolving their tech are much faster. Day 3 they should have had greater spyre. Make several GG lords, a flock of muta and GG Equestria. But as I said. The autor slows their progress capabilities because the planet would have fallen very easy and we wouldn't have a fic to read. I must agree, I want Dusk to get bitch-hoofed really hard, not because he is acting like a duche, but because he is clever, has pretty much one of the BEST. powers in the universe(regeneration, increased physical capabilities, control over a zerg brood) and he is making such STUPID! mistakes. I really hate it when smart people act stupid.
Well, that's all I had to say.
PEACE!
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On another note, this chapter put me on a stroke.
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2558403 True, I can already imagine his thought process: "My family and all others I care about are my weakness because they are weak, I must eliminate their weakness, prepare an infestor."
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Peace? I dunno wat dat is. Let me tell ya sumfing 'Umie. Dis is no time fer dat. Itz time fer a WAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHH!
Eh, Sorry if I downplayed the Zerg. I don't care much for Starcraft as it just doesn't interest me. (Now Warhammer is where its at.) FOR THE GREATER GOOD!
2561185 Warhammer > StarCraft?
2561192 I shall have your skull for this.*grabs an axe* BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!
(Seriously, you underestimate Warhammer 40k.) *cough*TyranidsarebetterthanZerg*cough*
2561204 Have my skull? Axe?
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(Nnope, I have it pretty much right.)
*cough*Zergarethebestandmostdangerousxenomorphsinscifihistory*cough*
*cough*ZergandProtossalonecanwipeoutalldembitchesfromWH40K*cough*
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Nu-uh. Kra are the most dangerous.
Kra
And let's not forget the Eldar.
Eldar
2561347 First off, do you even know what a xenomorph is? Da fuq r u posting chickens for?
And also, zerg beat tyranids.
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You do not diss the Kra like that. (Let me guess, you haven't read Dinosaur Wars have you?)
Secondly, kind of more of a guess really. Let me guess, non-human like aliens?
Thirdly, I am so glad to fill this innocent story up with comparisons....Actually, if you think about it, all we've done is just say one side is better without explaining the reasons behind the victory of either party. Kind of like petty children.
Zerg beat tyranids? You serious?
2561500 Okay, first. Dinosaur Wars(actually no, I haven't read those. Are they any good readin'? (this question has nothing to do with our little scrap here, just askin' for something potentially good to read)). Dinosaur. How do dinosaurs fit in this?
Secondly: No. Xenomorphs are a parasitic type of alien, which specialise at bio enginiering, consumption of other species in order to improve themselves, ect. AKA - Zerg, tyranids, aliens, stuff like that.
Thirdly: Yes you are correct. Now that you mention it, it is pretty stupid of us. How about we start laying facts for our sides? I give you the privilege of going first good sir.
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And to your last statement:
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1: Yes, especially the first one. The second, in parts dealing with the two foremost protaganists, is irritating in the romance kind of way.
But it makes up for it with actual political discussions between the Kra and the USA about territory. (P.S. Texans aren't happy about it.)
2: Because Dinosaurs are cool.
#: The Kra themselves, *spoilers* lived on Earth 65MYA. Of course they went extinct, but before they did they created a moonbase. The base was damaged but, luckily for them, astronauts accidentely activated it.
Okay, story over. Now facts.
Firstly Kra, at full height, can literally looked down on humans. Secondly, they are incredibly deadly in close range combat, due to their natural abilites (jaws, arms and claws, hindlegs, fast and maneuverable, intelligent.)
Kra weaponry and technology is all sun powered. But not in our actual way. The Kra found a way to turn sunlight into a solid and use it as a weapon.They can actually shoot out sunlight, which can tear into tank armor like it was butter.
Their own version is tanks is more along the lines of a bipedal, walking death machine. It has two arms, one to fire the fire, the other to grab or actually shoot lightning, which is used to pretty much just ward off predators (T-Rexs)
Kra are physically and emotionally mature at age 1. yes, it only takes them a year to reach full size. They are on par with even the most intelligent human, maybe more.
I should also mention their cloning tech, which allows them to grow any creature they desire.
#: The Elder today are fragments of a mighty civilization that has been around for 60MYA. (Dinosaurs got them beat. )
They are all in touch with the warp (magic of sorts.), and incredibly swift. Their weapons, both projectile and up close, are deadly. Farseers can also predict future events, so going to battle with Eldar can be tricky.
2561641 Okay, that is nice. I will look it up.
Um...wasn't our scrap about the tyranids and the zerg?
2561653 Who?...Oh yeah. Them....
Well firstly, Starcraft seems to me, or at least my little brother, like a ripoff of Warhammer 40k. Which, when I thought about it, I can see some uncanny similarities.
Okay, back on topic. The Tyranids are a vicious carnivorous race that will stop at nothing until they have consumed everything in their path. Countless forms dwell within each fragment and more arise with each new species it devours. Casualties mean nothing, as long as they win. (They can just eat their dead and wounded and regain their biomass.)
2561679 The Zerg are also a vicious carnivorous xenomorph species like the Tyranids, and they as well care not for casualties, and will stop at nothing to achieve their goals, unless the one leading them(in this case Kerrigan) says otherwise. A high number of species' DNA can be found within the bio-matrix of the Swarm. The figures in charge pick only the species with DNA which can help improve the Swarm, either with new units, upgrades for the current troops or brain boost for every single individual. However, if the circumstances press it on, they will look over the picking and will take anything they lay their eyes, or other senses on. As you said, the Tyranids don't care for casualties(unless we're talking about Exterminatus kind of casuaties), because they can just eat their dead or wounded. The Zerg on the other hand have two reasons not to care for casualties. First - only several Zerg species are considered inteligent, and during battle they stay back at their hevily fortified bases(but sometimes join in the fight), while the combating units are pretty much dumb as briks, and the only thing that goes through their heads is this:(at least that's what I think) Kill, kill, eat, kill, kill, eat, Kerrigan might show us boobies, kill...; and the second reason is because they can turn enemies into allies by infesting them. As I said in previous comments, their hatcheries/lairs/hives can reliese their virus in a gas form, which can infest very large masses in a matter of minutes, or hours(depends on how much territory the virus is spread, and how many of the buildings the zerg have morphed; the standart of the both is this: a planet twice the size of earth would take around 20 hours in order to be completely covered), giving the swarm additional forces from their enemies.
Next category: Consumption
What they can consume/assimilate, what they get from it, how they do it, how their way of doing it works.
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I'm not a huge expert on them, so bare with me if I mess up.
Tyranids can consume any and all biological creatures or devices. The Tyranids use whatever DNA they consume to reproduce and thrive. They create new strains when confronted by new enemies. (Such as Eldar, which they created psyker units after consuming them.)
Reclamantion Pools are what the Tyranids use to obtain all biological matter. After a planet has been taken, Rippers and such will consume all biomatter and then throw themselves in, thus ensuing all DNA will be harvested. Once this is done, they collect from the pools, the atmosphere, the water, and soil.
Each fleet is different due to what they feed on or the enemy. Such as when they fight the Tau, who are very good at adapting and coming up with new ways to fight. So, the fleet in question did so as well.
The Tyranid way works, is because they first infiltrate the world, using Genestealers and such, and weaken the defense before the actual fleet arrives. Once it does, the tyranid population explodes. All vegetation and flora is quickly turned deadly and all communication is cut off from the world. Usually, the incoming relief fleet will just find a dead world.
2561877 It's alright man, I will abre with you. No sweat.
Zerg can consume/assimilate almost anything into the swarm. Inteligent, dumb, alive, dead, organic or non-organic. They can even infest buildings, and turn them into combating units. Example:
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When something new has been added into the DNA bank it either provides upgrades to the current units, give brain boost, or make a new unit. Usually the individuals who added the material instantly recieve its bonuses, after which from them it is shared amongst the entire swarm. Or if it is in the case of making a new unit, the thing from which the material was taken instantly is transformed into the said unit, and afterwhich its DNA code is processed from a nearby Spawning Pool, which transfers the code into the bio-matrix, and from there to the larva, which rewrite their own genetic code, in order to replicate the unit.
There are several ways for infestation.
1: Host - a Zerg organism infiltrates a host body, and resides there, feeding off of it, until it decides, or is comanded to leave the host(kinda like the aliens, only more explody and gory), and from there mutates, or evolves into the need new from.
2: Survival of the fittest: A species with potential upgrade for the swarm is selected, and only one individual must be eaten by a single individual of the swarm, and its DNA is sent to the nearest Spawing Pool(the birth chambers within the Leviatans, which carry whole broods and orbit invaded planets also count as Spawning Pools), and from there into the Swarm.
3: Survival or the fittest 2.0: Single individuals are selected and infected with the virus by a high ranking zerg individual, or "bathed" in a Spawning Pool(or genetically reconstructed by a Xel'Naga made shapeshifter). These infesties are single organisms. Nothing from their DNA is given to others, instead the others give to them. These figures asume leader roles within the Swarm.
4: Troop recruitment: As many hatcheries/lairs/hives are morphed onto a planet's surface and unleash the zerg virus in a gas form, infesting and placing under the Swarm leaders' control everything on the planet(flora, fauna, others). This kind of infestation turns everything(inteligent beings as well) into mindless killing machines like the rest of the Swarm, sometimes with a very low ability of speech. The infestants also give their DNA into the bio-matrix. (In general you can say that the Zerg Swarm has a genetic Wi-Fi.)
The Swarm is separated in different broods(you can say that the broods are the equivalent of a fleet). Each brood specialises in different evolution paths, with some similarities.
In order to take down planets, they have several ways of doing it. Send small squads to create as many hatches as possible and release the virus, a big attack in order to fortify a position in which to safely create virus spreaders, or head of fuck everything in their path. Sometimes they create organisms like the one Dusk from the fic wants to make, and use them for infiltration and weakening planetary deffenses.
The Zerg virus is the fastest evolving virus ever known, and is also carried by every single zerg organism, single celled, or not. (This is why I think the Tyranids will loose.) Even if another xenomorphic species consumes but a single zergling, and adds the zerg genes into its own bio-matrix, depending on how many individuals are connected with the bio-matrix, in time the virus overpowers the matrix itself, and the ones connected to it, putting them under the control of the Swarm leaders. In the case of the Tyranids,(from what you've told me, they don't have genetic Wi-Fi, they produce their units directly on their living ships, and only the ships are connected by the bio-matrix), if they try to consume zerg, they will become part of them, their own ships will stop producing reinforcements, and start making offensive units, thus killing of the army with unit insificiensy. Or if they don't consume zerg, they will be forced to eat eachother, which will deal a great blow on their numbers, given their dependence on bio-mass. The Zerg will do with them, what they do to every other hostile species they have met, turn them against eachother.
Next category: Society matters
Numbers they posses, and swarm infrastructure. (command and comunication between individuals)
2562092 Hmmm, you know, you know much more about the Zerg then I know about the Tyranids. (Actually, I'm not a big fan of either, only because I don't care much for creatures with no motives....Orks make up for this because they're fun. ORKS DA BEST!)(Those Zerg are a little more interesting because Kerrigan.)(And the Tyranids might have a genetic sort of WI-FI too, again, I'm not a big know-it-all, so I probably left out some important facts because of incompetence.)
The society of Tyranids is like that of ants. They have a hive queen who controls the swarm through some sort of genetic telepathy. If one was to kill her, the tyranids would revert to a more simple, predatory creatures, probably turning upon themselves.
Numbers? Tyranids have (I believe) In the billions with one fleet alone. Usually, about 1.5 billion units make landfall during an invasion.
2562161 Well, as I said, I know my lore. And if they too have genetic Wi-Fi, that means that if they consume a zerg, the zerg swarm will not only get their ships, but the army as well.
The zerg leader(Kerrigan) has a telepathinc link to every single zerg organism. Because that is a lot of minds to control, the Swarm is split into Broods. Each Brood has its own Brood mother(queen), who is comanded only by the Swarm leader. When the Swarm leader dies, either a new one is infested, or one of the Brood mothers is promoted to such. Then they have the queens and the overlords, who are used as lower rate comanders to groups of zerg, in order to make the comunication and control over the Swarm easier.
The Broods have different numbering. They go from dozens, to hundreds, to billions. With one exception. The Brood of 1. Abathur, manager of the DNA bank, senior bio enginier of the bio-matrix and admin of the Zerg genetic Wi-Fi. As a total numbering, for instance, at the end of the Wings of Liberty campaign there were 5 Broods on Char, and their total number was arround 200 billion. Even with them dead, now that Kerrigan has brought together all of the separated Broods, created new Broods and has recruited all of the primal zerg from Zerus( the Zerg's orignial home world), the Zerg Swarm goes sligthly above 1 trillion individuals in total.... And is ready to double if needed.
2562161 Are you ready to openly admit deffeat?
2562218 Eh, I was never gonna win. I'm no expert on Tyranids (not a big fan remember) and you clearly knew your stuff. No contest really.
Anyways, definitely entertaining. It's been a while since I've spoken to someone. Thanks.
2562233 Well I am not a fan of the zerg either, being Protoss and all. I just love me some good related lore. I find human lore in such cases boring, as for the killing just for the killing, now that's some good lore.
To be honest, I also enjoyed myself. It's good to have a nice lore duel once in a while.
If you want some time we can have another one, this time for the Protoss and those...Eldar(did I spell it correctly?) guys.
2562246 Alright, where do you want to start? (And yes, that is how you spell it. Here's a little tidbit, Eldar is actually a more ancient way of say Elf.)
2562609 How about same time we started Tyranids vs Zerg but tomorow?
2562763 Sounds good. See you then.
2560639 Ok, is this Amon guy from HOTS? I have not saved up enough for that.
2563409 Wait, you don't have HotS?
2565117 Correct. As a devout starcraft fan, who has all the games dating back to brood war, it is very annoying.
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I come back after a weekend of work away from computer to find a WH40k vs Starcraft.
Damn you, work!
2569304 Sorry. If you want you can follow the second duel on the fic ExtraEquestrial.
2558137 To be honest, I've yet to play Spec Ops: The Line. Any reference or connection is purely coincidental.
2561641 The word you are looking for would be lasers for the sunlight weapons. Let me explain it. Lasers are literal pieces of sunlight that are shot out. Ray beams deflect sunlight in a way to make it hurt and or kill like a laser, but it isn't actually using a piece of the sun.
2573931 Spec Ops: The Line? I watched a Let's Play. Warning, the ending is messed up.