There had never been such a scene in the streets of Ponyville where its inhabitants never ceased to speak or shout their frustrations among themselves, as well as any other negative thoughts that might come to their minds.
From anything unimportant they began to deny: from the fact that one pony's house looked bigger than the other, from when a cherry was placed to the hay shake, or the fact that the great majority of ponies did not wear garments of dress (which - to tell you the truth - had never cared).
And if that were not enough, no pony paid any attention to the dark gaseous creatures forming over their heads and multiplying every now and then; They did not even bother to notice the presence of a certain black cloud that covered the whole town as if it were a mantle, increasing its size in a threatening way thanks to the bad vibe of the environment.
"Please, ladies and gentlecolts, calm down for a few seconds if you want!" Mayor Mare asked from the stand of the City Council, who also tried to keep herself calm "We are an orderly society with enough maturity to be carried away by insignificances that do not come to the case!"
Shortly after this call out, everypony seemed to take a rest with the arguments – she hoped.
"I'm telling you. The ‘X-Mares’ is a cheap knock off of the ‘Power Ponies’! Take a look at comic’s content!" A reddish brown earth pony stallion demanded to his yellowed amber pegasus companion.
"Knock it off!! The ‘X-Mares’ were already creating their own franchise long before the first issue of the ‘Power Ponies’ came around!!”
And thus, the beige mare has grown up even more frustrated as well. Before she could say anything about the matter, the sound of an object crashing against the floor was heard on the Town Hall; the ponies left their meaningless arguments turning their attention to what just happened, the Drearies doing the same without moving from their positions.
Coming out of the hole left by the crash, a Dreary was trying to stay on his feet after being apparently brutally beaten by something or someone. The Dreary did not have time to think of anything else when he lifted for a second to the sky, and desperately stepped aside when a huge green mass came at full speed from nowhere crashing violently.
And slowly the figure of a muscular and huge mutant turtle was revealing out of the debris, who looked completely angry and searching for something; and apparently, he already had his gaze locked on the crowd. Specifically about the Drearies present, they began to panic within themselves.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH !!!!!"
A total chaos was generated in the central square whith each pony doing everything in his power to run away or try to hide from the presence of the green monster, so did the little black clouds. Those Drearies who didn’t run remain motionless, either because they weren’t out of their astonishment yet or they were consumed by an unknown fear.
Grave mistake.
Tank lashed out at the Drearies at the front - a total of 7 - with a mighty onrush, breaking through the walls of two houses on his way until he crashed them against a nearby wall, literally fading them into the air. But this was only the beginning of what would be a mass beatdown.
Quickly the raging reptile attacked seven other Drearies who were trying to sneak up on their right with a powerful clothesline; in each hand he took a handful of Drearies and slammed them into a clash of palms; another Deary who was flying in his direction was received with a blow of his own, directly connected to his face, sending him to crash against the front door of a house.
He pushed upward to reach another group of Drearies who were flying terrified, catching a few in his grip and impacting them against a three-flat building; then he circled around the wall, crushing the dark clouds that were cornered, descending to make disappear a couple more that lay on the ground and in his way he took down the roof and part of the structure of the house. Using his legs, he kicked the larger debris against another set of Drearies about to leave the village, effectively making them disappear; however, the impact almost killed a group of mares who, horrified, hid behind a table. The remaining hiding places hit other surrounding structures, wounding a few ponies on the way.
It is unknown if Tank was aware or not, but with each attack towards the Drearies several ponies ended up seriously injured, as well the other inhabitants of Ponyville:
Roseluck would have ended without head if she hasn’t duck at the last moment when the chelonian sent to fly a Dreary with a powerful slap. Daisy received several cuts of glass when all the windows of her house exploded with another impact coming from a stone carrying several of those black clouds things away. Derpy Hooves saw with sadness as her muffin was crushed by Tank’s leg while removing by clean fist another good group of the small invaders – she was filled with remorse for not having eaten it when she had her opportunity.
And so, each pony was injured from the uproar, saving themselves from death at each moment. For how long? They weren't sure, but they'll do anything at their might to try and keep in safe.
Meanwhile, the leader of the Drearies was well sheltered in the storeroom of one of the many shops watching his fellows being massacred in every way by the immense reptile.
He was so mad at the fact that a few minutes ago these quadrupeds were under their control, feeding on how much negativity they could obtain to be able to expand to other areas. And somehow, THIS tortoise had managed to become a sort of comic book freak and was giving them the beating of their lives; besides of causing the havoc HE and HIS minions should be provoking at!!!
Dumb mare..... This happens for not putting the pet in a cage.
Anyway, the gaseous creature was analyzing his current predicament and so far it presented two options:
Option one: Escape from the village and hide in the Everfree Forest for a while, but apparently any attempt to escape was immediately suffocated by the attacks provided by Tank. Discarded idea.
Option two: Fighting.
…
Perhaps the Dreary should reconsider this alternative before making a decision, since he physically did not qualify for any type of confrontation. Neither did he possess the necessary resour - In fact, he actually DOES possessed one factor ... Numbers.
There were more than enough Drearies to wipe out Ponyville and the capital city of Canterlot from the map, if he wished to. A mocking Machiavellian grin formed again in his face as he ordered his ideas for a massive attack.
If the pet wanted to become a hero, then so be it. No one will remember when the storm breaks upon him.