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// An Antagonistic Aftermath 
// Story: A Very Angry Problem 
// by GasmaskBrony 
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Twilight awoke with bleary eyes and pained forelegs to an earth shattering cry of, "DIE YOU FUCK LOVING CHAOS MUTANT!!" accompanied by the increasingly familiar sound of shattering masonry. 

Twilight groaned, trying to wipe the sleep from her eyes before remembering that her forelegs were both broken and sighing. She had been kept awake most of the night by both pain and the near constant sounds of a certain yellow terror rampaging through the entirety of Ponyville which included, but was not limited to, screams of terror, her friends begging the monster to put the accused heretic of the minute down, and what she was sure was the sound of a building being uprooted and thrown. She had finally managed to drift off to sleep well after the sun had risen when her friends managed to convince the astartes on a warpath to return to the hospital and guard her. Judging by the clock she had only managed to catch three hours of sleep.

Twilight sighed again, fighting back the weary tears building at the edge of her eyes, tiredly listening to the distant screaming and roaring that she was currently powerless to stop. On the bright side, she didn't hear the telltale sound of weapon number four, the screaming chainsaw sword, so at least there was a chance he wasn't trying to kill whatever had set him off. She did wish the building would quit shaking though, the vibration was really aggravating her legs.

Twilight felt just a bit of pride, and a lot of weary despair, that she barely even jumped when the door to her hospital room was booted off its hinges and impacted loudly against the far wall. She slowly sat up to better face the dusty, ash covered, but thankfully blood free giant that was currently trying to awkwardly fit itself through the doorframe without damaging it further without much success. She didn't even sigh when with an angry snarl her constant tormentor simply stood up and destroyed several feet of wall by walking into the room.

"INQUISITOR TWATLIGHT! AS PER YOUR OH SO STUPIDLY RETARDED ORDERS, I'M HERE TO DEMAND YOUR FUCKING PERMISSION TO END THIS HIDEOUS CHAOS COCK WORSHIPING EYESORE OF A FUCKBOMINATION FOR THE GOOD OF THE IMPERIUM." With a jerk Twilight realized that the captain was holding someone in his massively oversized hand by the head and holding his chainblade to "fuckbomination's" throat.

"H-hi Twilight," Thorax whimpered with a weak wave, "Please help."

"SILENT YOU CUM GARGLING COCK MONSTER!" Fubar roared, "YOU ARE HERE TO DIE! NOT FUCKING FOUL THE ALREADY XENO TAINTED AIR WITH YOUR BRAIN DEAD WHIMPERING!"

Now Twilight did in fact, sigh. She longed for her forehooves to be healed so she could massage away the newest migraine, but alas, such was her fate. "Fubar, please release him. Thorax is a friend of mine and ruler of a southern hive. In fact, I'd be very happy if you resumed whatever my team had you doing before you so roughly escorted him here."

Thorax hit the ground with a thud as he was dropped, "FUCK YOU! I REFUSE TO FUCKING LEAVE YOU ALONE WITH THIS DAMNEDABLE HELLPIT ABOMINATION! THIS FAGGOT PRACTICALLY REEKS WITH EMPERAH DAMNED TZEENTCH AND SLAANESH TAINT AND I'LL BE A BITCH TO AN ULTRASMURF INITIATE BEFORE I LEAVE YOU TO BE SKULL FUCKED BY THIS FUGLY XENOS PSYKER BITCH BABY!" Thorax curled into a trembling ball as the three tons of death seemed to fill half the room, towering over him and glaring down at him with unblinking eyes of an angry god.

Twilight found herself channeling some of the marine's own anger as her brows furrowed and she growled, "I believe I ordered you to leave the room and let us speak in peace Captain. Now leave before I'm forced to let your superiors know how one of their captains is incapable of following simple fucking orders."

Twilight glared at the angry titan as he glared right back at her, vibrating with barely contained rage. Twilight briefly wondered if she'd finally pushed the monster too far as she became keenly aware of exactly how deadly the armed beast before her was and how powerless she'd be against it in her condition. But she continued to hold the gaze of the unstoppable avatar of fury before, fearing her end if she so much as blinked. Twilight began to sweat as she spotted the spasmodic twitching she'd come to recognize as Danse mentally attempting to hold Fubar back, but continued to maintain her glare with the marine's glowing red eyes.

The stand off ended as Fubar turned to the far wall and proceed to walk through it, causing the wall to collapse with a loud clatter. The fuming fighter continued forward through the hole, taking the fall from the second story of the hospital like it wasn't there. Twilight, briefly thought that the battle of wills had ended, when two massive hands gripped the edge of the hole and the top of a snarling yellow helm peeked over the edge and glared at the pair from, technically outside of the room.

Unwilling to begin a fresh battle of wills, Twilight levitated the blinds from the destroyed window off the floor and placed them over the hole Fubar had left in the wall before letting them down. While this did indeed block the very angry man from sight, his helmet's eyes continued be visible through the blinds as two red glows that seemed to be attempting to burn their way through the fabric with concentrated vitriol. 

Casting a sound blocking barrier over the hole in the wall Twilight finally felt comfortable to let the exhaustion nearly floor her. She sagged back into her bed and closed her eyes, sorely tempted to simply fall back asleep, but that would be rather rude. So she turned to smile at Thorax, "Hello Thorax, I'm really sorry if I forgot an appointment we made, but as you can see I've been a bit busy lately."

"D-don't worry, uh, Inquisitor Twilight, I actually was just stopping by to visit Spike when your, ah, new friend stopped me." Thorax's eyes darted over to the two glowing dots on the blinds as his senses showed him the towering white hot inferno of fury that was waiting just meters away from him. He swallowed nervously and smiled even more nervously, "Congratulations on the, promotion?"

Twilight's smile vanished, "Please do not call me that Thorax, not only are we friends, but I've come to actively despise having to use that false title. And Captain Jac'ass is not my friend, he is an unspeakable burden that if not properly handled could end Equestria." Thorax began to sweat nervously and scooted a bit further from the angry ever watchful eyes, "But on a more pleasant note, you said you were coming to visit Spike?" 

"Yes, I'm afraid that some of the changelings, are being a bit, resistant to the current way of doing things and-"

"WHERE ARE THESE BRAINDEAD SOON TO BE DEAD REBEL FUCKING CORPSES?" a malicious snarl demanded as Fubar began to drag himself back into the room, tearing great gouges in the floor.

"Back outside Fubar, this will be handled by my team and-" Twilight started glaring daggers at the marine while she mentally shelved the question of how the monster had heard the conversation through a sound proof barrier.

"FUCK YOU BITCH! I AM PART OF YOUR FUCKING TEAM! UNLESS YOU ARE COMPLETELY EMPERAH DAMNED RETARDED, YOU BROUGHT ME HERE FOR A DAMNED REASON AND BEING A FUCKING BAD ASS ANGRY AS FUCK MARINE THAT REASON IS SMASHING IN THE SKULLS OF MUTANTS, REBELS, AND HERETICS! AND SEEING AS YOUR HORRENDOUS EXCUSE FOR A FRIEND IS HAVING PROBLEMS WITH A BUNCH OF CUNTING REBELS IT IS MY CUNTING PROBLEM TO END WITH MAXIMUM PREJUDICE! GOT THAT FUCKTARD?"

Twilight wanted to push back against the marine, but she was simply to tired to try and pick apart the man's argument. And even if it meant passing the buck to Thorax, she would be more than happy to not have to deal with him for a few days while she recovered and got some sleep. She could have a freak out over the moral implications of what she was doing and how it could end Equestria when she got some shut eye. "You make a fair point Captain, however I will insist that you follow King Thorax's orders during this mission and not kill anything without his explicit permission."

"Um, Twilight, can't I just talk to Spike about this?" Thorax begged his smile becoming unspeakably nervous and forced.

"GREAT IDEA MINI-MUTANT," the worryingly excited sounding purpose built killing machine roared, grabbing Thorax by the head again. "THAT LITTLE PURPLE NERD IS A DAMN GOOD STRATEGIST FOR A FUCKING XENO SOFTY."

With Thorax's rapidly vanishing cry of misery and terror the two disappeared out the hole in the wall once more leaving Twilight alone. She took advantage of this by promptly falling back in her bed with a tired, yet satisfied, hum as she began to drift off to sleep. She was prevented from drifting off by a staged cough from where the door use to be. Looking up Twilight spotted a dozen less than pleased hospital staff being led by Mayor Mare, who looked rather cross herself.

"Now that you are done with your lastest meeting, I don't suppose you'd have some time to talk, Inquisitor?" Mayor Mare all but growled, her eyes locked onto Twilight like a hungry timberwolf. Twilight for her part just lay her head down and began to silently weep.


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Halfway across town Spike was actually having a rather nice morning with Princess Ember. He'd been a bit nervous when he'd started setting up the welcoming banner, especially when Fubar had stumbled across the preparations, thankfully a short explanation got the marine to move on with his witch hunt. Frankly, after that welcoming Ember and showing her around the town had been relaxing and easy.

They were currently sat at an outdoor cafe where Spike was planning to introduce Ember to milkshakes. "So what's this problem you said you're having? Are the other dragons still giving you trouble? They aren't planning to overthrow you are they?"

"Nah, not really anything like that. They were at first, but I just kicked their butts a bit and smashed a few heads together and they fell into line, mostly. Nah my problem has been that a bunch of dragons have been," Ember paused, tilting her head as she listened to a rapidly approaching roar of thunder, "The heck is that?"

Spike tilted his head before quickly recognizing the sound of something big moving very fast. "Oh, that's just a new friend of mine, he's pretty scary at first, but he's also really cool. If you want, I can introduce you to him, I think you two would actually get along pretty well once you both finish screaming at each other." Spike hopped out of his chair and looked down the street where he spotted a splotch of yellow that was causing ponies to rapidly flee the street near the edge of his vision. Spike could just make out something in the distant giant's hand, a new weapon? Spike waved and shouted, "Hey! Captain Jac'ass! I'd like to hmfph!"

Spike felt the wind knocked out of him as his oversized friend roared down the road in an instant and scooped him up without slowing down. Spike shook his head from within the massive hand that had enveloped his body and noticed that what he'd seen in the astartes' other hand was rather surprisingly Thorax. "Thorax? What are you doing here?"

"I'm so sorry Spike!" the changeling wailed, "I just wanted to ask you a question! I didn't mean to get you tangled up in this!"

"What are you talking about?"

"INQUISITOR TWATLIGHT HAS DECIDED I'M TO HELP THIS PATHETIC PIECE OF EYE SEARING XENO-SHIT PUT DOWN A REBELLION CAUSED BY HIS OWN DAMNED INCOMPETENCE." Fubar roared as he carried the pair through town at top speed, "HE ACTUALLY MANAGED TO GET HIS SHIT FILLED BRAIN TO FUNCTION FOR HALF A SECOND AND REQUESTED WE GATHER YOU AS WELL. I AGREED, TIME FOR YOUR FIRST MISSION NERDNEWT!"

"Oh cool, are we going to the changeling kingdom? I can't wait to see what you've done to the place! Oh wait, Fubar, can you hold on a minute, I was in the middle of something when-."

Something impacted the back of the Fubar's helm hard enough for him to actually feel it. The giant skidded instantly to a halt without a sound, leaving a rather ominous silence hanging over the street.

"Ow, the heck are you made of?" Ember grunted clutching her hand before turning to glare at the Angry marine captain, "Alright punk get away from my friend or I'm going to mess you up good." Without looking at her, Fubar slowly set down both Spike and Thorax, "That's right punk, now get out of here!" Instead the oddly silent man slowly removed his helmet and looked it over. There was a small, barely noticeable scratch on the back of it where Ember's claws had not only removed paint but actually dug into the metal of the armor. A scratch on the back of his armor, it would doubtlessly look like he had either been ambushed or had acquired it running away.

Spike and Thorax looked up at the man's face with shock and began to slowly back away as with horrific slowness the Angry Marine rose to his full towering height. He made not a sound and spoke not a word as he stood there, his entire body trembling violently as he looked down at the helmet in his hands. "Hey you hard of hearing!? Get lost!"

"Ember! Fucking run damnit!" Spike cried out, his eyes wide and panicked.

"Spike? What are-?" Ember made the fatal mistake of glancing over to the smaller dragon.

A wordless roar tore through the street as Fubar Jac'ass, whirled about and lunged at the tiny little lizard that had given him such an insulting and dishonorable mark on his armor. His red mechanical eyes seemed to leave red trails through the air as the three thousand pounds, two hundred decible, purple faced eidolon of murderous fury descended on its target. Ember was hardly even aware that the unknown creature had moved before it was lifting her off the ground by the throat with one hand and roaring in her face. She struggled against the grip as a terrible alien visage filled her view and her friends watched on, powerless to stop what came next.


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"Who even knows what he's doing now? Attacking more citizens? Causing more property damage? I know you keep claiming that you need to keep an eye on this monster or else it could destroy Equestria, but do you really have to do it here and let it have free reign in Ponyville? I'm constantly inundated with complaints from concerned citizens and now I'm beginning to hear talk of people moving out just to get away from your newest pet monster! I understand that you are a princess now Twilight, but this is still my town and I have given you more than enough time to try and get that beast under control."

Mayor Mare paused to take a breath from her latest rant. Twilight fully understood how she felt, but she really wished that the Mayor would both find new material for her rants as well as actually pay attention to the information Twilight told her. This was the twelveth time this week the mare had come complaining to Twilight, thirteen if she counted the time Fubar had caught her complaining and booted her out the nearest door, and every time it was almost the exact same complaints repeated verbatim. At least this time Twilight had something to offer the mayor other than her usual assurances of doing all she could.

"Mayor Mare," Twilight interrupted the politician, "While I would love to listen to your lecture about a princess' duty and how I'm obviously not doing enough to try and restrain what might potentially be the greatest threat Equestria has ever faced. I'd like to save us both several minutes by informing you that I have currently managed to have Fubar transferred over to the changeling hive to help King Thorax deal with some minor problems that have been plaguing them lately. I've also began negotiations with Spitfire to have him spend a bit of time with her to help train new recruits. While these are both short term solutions at best and do not deal with the issue of a giant murderous monster from another world that would see us all dead if he has even the faintest of an inkling of the idea that we might not, in fact, be in the middle of joining his massive space empire, it will give us more time to find a way of dealing with him and give Ponyville a few days to recover."

Twilight took a moment to feel slightly smug at the following quiet, until she caught sight of a tangled blue ball of limbs that was emitting a muffled scream as it was hurried past her room on a stretcher towards the OR. "Redheart, can you please let me know when Princess Ember will be in any condition to have visitors, I'd like to try and stop another diplomatic incident happening with the dragonlands if at all possible."