//------------------------------// // Don't piss off a Rose, or you're gonna get thornes // Story: Equestria's flame // by Lon35hadow //------------------------------// Yang, Blake, and myself ran to Blueblood's quarters to make sure that A: Ruby didn't kill him; or B: he didn't rape Weiss, which would result in both of them killing him. On the other hand, though. . . no, not unless I go batshit and take over Equestria, which at this point will only happen if I'm corrupted by dark magic. "From the lack of screams," Blake said, "I'd say there isn't any murder going on yet." "Same," Yang said just as a guard crossed us, and I stopped. "Blueblood's quarters. Where?" I asked. "Second left down this hall, last room on the right," he said. "Your daughter came by and asked the same, Ma'am. Whatever happens, please castrate the bastard. He did raped my sister and got off scot free because he said she was a prostitute. Though true, not even she would do him willingly." "No promises!" Yang yelled in response as she turned down the designated hallway. "Thanks," I said before continuing running and going down the same hall, getting about halfway down it before seeing Yang deliver a buckshot from Ember Celica, and open the doors as Blake stood next to her, Gambol Shroud in her hands but on her back, waiting to be drawn. "Hey asshat! Get away from her!" she yelled before a high pitched scream echoed through the hall, and the blonde bombshell leaped into the room before a blue of white and yellow-one fortunately wearing clothes- was tossed into the opposite wall. As I neared, I heard, "Thanks, Yang. That spell had more power then I thought." "Obviously, since we were both willing to suck him off." And now I'm willing to indulge in some dark shit. "Oh, shut it Weiss," I heard Ruby growl as I stopped next to Blake and- to try and make it to where Blueblood would have a quick death-turned to face the asshat. Shall I list off all of our dark killing fantasies? For once, yes. Yes! "You think anyone'll miss him?" Yang asked. "Somehow," Weiss said as she came out of the room using a bed sheet as an improvised dress while Ruby followed behind, still fully clothed, "I doubt it highly." "Well, even though I don't think we should kill him," Blake said, "he does need a permanent reminder not to do something like this again." Dark fantasy one twenty? No, let's go with three oh one. "Hey, Ruby, think you can take him to my room. Blake, I need to borrow Gambol shroud." "Just make sure it's clean when you give it back," she said, probably already having an idea of what I wan to do. Before we came here, she as one of the few who knew how dark I could get, seeing as how we had that as a common hobby. "I'll make sure the blood isn't obvious," I replied as Ruby picked Blueblood up and slung him over her shoulder before speeding off to my room, and Blake handed me her blade. "I have a felling i don't want to know," Yang said. "Same," Weiss replied. "So, Yang, after I get my clothes back on, want to head to the doughnut shop?" "I didn't think you were into doughnuts, Weiss," Yang said as I began to walk off. "Weiss, maybe, but Amanda loves them." "Never thought I'd hear you speak in the third person," was the last part of that conversation I heard before they were out of ear shot. Oh, I ma going to enjoy this. Then I'm going to see a psychiatrist. The bitch in my head needs to go afterwards. Throne room Celestia and Luna-the latter sitting on an improvised throne which was really just a recliner- watched as the last petitioner left the room. Once he left, the Lunar alicorn lit her horn, and a silence bubble appeared around he rand her sister. "Celestia, we do not understand why thee do not just smite the annoyances," Luna grumbled. "Because it's illegal, Luna," the solar alicorn replied. "How can it be illegal if we can just rewrite the law, or if thou are the one who made it?" Luna asked. "Because if we broke it, it would most likely encite a rebellion," Celestia said. "And given you recently just got the throne back, we don't need an incident involving either of us." ". . .Thou art no fun," Luna said before she removed the spell around them. "Honestly, though, if any should get executed, it is thy nephew. From what we hast glanced in the dream realm as well as rumors, he's a despicable creature worse than a rabid Manticore. Truly, what happened to your bloodlust, sister. We both know it would not vanish in the thousand years we have been gone" Here, a letter appeared in front of the two sisters, and, out of instinct, Celestia used her magic to grab it before she seal of the lunar court, meaning it was addressed to Luna. "Looks like you have your first petitioner, Lulu," Celestia said, making the younger sister roll her eyes as she grabbed th eletter with her hand and opened it before reading it to herself. "So it'd seem," she said after reading through it. "She asks if we may meet her in private, as she rarely leaves her house, and even then, it is under force from her friends and family." "I don't see why not," Celestia said. "I will see you later, Luna." "And we you," the lunar alicorn replied before she teleported out of the throne room, only to appear in one of the guest rooms and seeing an unconscious Blueblood strapped to a table and Cinder-wearing an apron covering her entire front-standing over him, a small sword on a table next to her. "Hello, Luna," Cinder said. "I take it you want in?" "Please," Luna said. "Even with my patience, I can only keep my bloodlust satiated for so long." She eyed the unconscious asshat on the table. "The excuse?" "He was caught sending a letter to a Griffon extremest group, and, through out a long torture session, he did not say a word, and so thus, we have no further intel." "Devious," Luna said before she smirked. "I like it. And besides, he deserves this for using a hypnosis spell on two of those who stopped Discord." "Glad you agree," Cinder said. "Now, what do you say to starting our fun."