Spike and Rarity were literally towering over the lands. The white mare put her two forehooves to her mouth as she observed the destroyed environment. The lush green hills, the beautiful white skies. there was nothing left, and several black buildings of great sizes dotted the lands. Yet, she muffled her screams at the sight of the horrid beasts below who were staring, not at her, but the sizable golem that was holding both her and Spike. Even the flying demons to floated in the air, staring in confusion at the monstrosity before them.
"Rarity."
"Yes, Spike?"
"I think we are dead."
"Yes. Yes we are. AH!"
An explosive arrow had lodged itself in the hand of the golem a few centimeters away from Rarity, and the explosion caught her off-guard. As the towering titan saw the events unveiling themselves, it got mad, and set the pair onto its shoulder, upon which a type of cage formed itself to protect said passengers. As the monsters from both sides began to attack the unknown assailant, the golem roared, and from its mouth came a wide assortment of massive boulders that were shot at the tiny, insignificant creatures. Being crushed outright is kind of an understatement, despite the fact that many were killed by the massive rocks. Three of some strange tripod demons with clawed hands charged into the golem, tackling its legs. They were huge, but they only reached the knees of the golem, who was pushed back a bit, before regaining its foothold punching one of the demons into dust, allowing it to stomp the other two with relative ease.
Before long, the technology of demons was put to use. Giant cannons with the faces of dragons belched out massive balls of fire that managed to encrust themselves within the body of the golem, that moaned in pain. It did not falter, and its wounds regrew, but not before it punched its fist through the ground, causing more rumbling, only to finally appear where every single cannon was, toss the enemies and weapons into the air, and chop them up in a saw-disc tornado. Now it was the flying demons turn. They were quick, and they were agile, but the golem sucked in all the air around it, asphyxiating the beasts who fell, allowing the giant to assist their decent by smacking them so hard, a shock wave was seen with each strike, followed by a very deep hole appearing at the impact point.
Eventually, the demonic forces began to fall back. This creature was far too powerful for even their forces combined, but that was all about to change as a gigantic crackling sword of a purple, waving energy cut through the giant, that roared in agony. In front of it flew a quadrupedal demon in crimson armor. It seemed to have a bright white horn, albeit tainted with shades of black. Its wings looked like grand extensions of silvery bones that intertwined and mingled together with no effort. From these bones had formed a type of solid but flexible purple slime. The eyes of this creature are what scared Rarity and Spike more than anything. Some say that the eyes are a gateway to the soul. But if that was the case, then this creature had no soul, and those purple eyes looked like a cross that was extended upwards, but shortened on the side. With a blazing inferno, the golem was engulfed by flames that had the shapes of screaming souls in them.
Even though the golem was "dying", it grabbed the pair and hugged them, then rolled a small portion of itself around them into a type of boulder, and threw them far away before exploding with such strength that the attacking demon was blasted far away, as were the others. Things inside the or of rock were less comfortable however. Spike and Rarity ended up tumbling like crazy with no control over how or where they fell. After many painful encounters with the solid sides of the boulder, they came to a stop, and the rock cracked open like a walnut, allowing the former occupants to hold their heads, moan, and tumble several times.
"That was the worst thing to happen to me since being chased by dragons."
"I don't even know what happened."
"Rarity, I can't see straight, but are those spears being pointed at us?"
"What are you..."
Rarity managed to get a brief moment of lucidity as she spotted the shininess of sharp metal lances being pointed at her by two black ponies in purple armor that seemed vaguely familiar.
"Get up, demon spawn." one of them bellowed.
"Demon spawn? How DARE you! I am Rarity, thank you very much."
The two guards gasped and pulled back.
"But...that's impossible. She died at the claws of--"
The other gestured him to keep quiet.
"Now then, we will be taking you and your comp-A DRAGON?!"
"Huh? Y-yeah! I'm a dragon. So what? You looking for a fight?" Spike stepped forward and imitated a boxer rolling up his sleeves, but the brief moment of fear was met by laughter."What's so funny?"
"Pahahaha! You are just an infant. You're barely up tom my own chest."
"S-so? I have claws!"
"You mean those dainty little fish hooks?" the other, more raspy voiced guard said with a smirk.
"I can still tear through you if you hurt Rarity."
"Haha!" The guard chuckled while banging his black armor. "Not through this. Pure Stagnarian beetle carapace. Not even the claws of a demon can get through this."
"Oh yeah? We'll see about that!"
"Spike, don't!"
The little dragon took a swipe at the pony with his eyes closed, but opened them back up to see that the guard was several feet away, lying against the thick black walls of whatever area they belonged to. The walls elevated to extreme heights, and there seemed to be a shield that was blocking everything from the air as well. Both the white unicorn and the purple turned to see that the giant titan was now much smaller but, in comparison of height, equaled four Celestias tall and one and a half Celestia wide.
The golem had a slightly flattened head with two blue, glowing eyes. It also had a mouth, but no teeth. Its body looked like a very sturdy and well built, brown stone, and the arms were massive, ending in very big hands with four digits that could be adjusted to whatever position the giant asked for. On its chest glew the circle from within the tunnels, and, as the guard was about to charge, he saw the rune and stopped completely, only to run back to the walls and demand that the gate keeper only the huge, black iron doors.
"This way! Come! I must present you to our leader."
"Why this sudden change of attitude?" Rarity questioned the pony as the golem came stomping to her side.
"You don't know, do you?"
"Know what?"
"Our leader, Broken Heart, will tell you. Come at once, and bring the golem with you. HEY! You two!, one of ours is knocked out against the wall outside. Get him and take him to the infirmary."
Rarity and Spike, once they entered the "dome", were horrified at what they saw. There were buildings of various colors, shapes, sizes, design, and so forth. The ground was slightly murky, although it didn't stick to the hooves, reassuring Rarity, who was still picked up by the golem and cleaned her off as best it could.
"Quite a gentlecolt this thing."
The golem held Rarity in an open palm that balanced out in the open. Despite the murkiness of the ground, the lumbering beast still shook the ground with its toeless feet, and attracting all manner of attention to it. There were ponies, of course, but also griffins, minotaurs, a few buffalo, and, surprisingly, the occasional changeling that buzzed around the air. This place was humongous, but it was messy, and crops were needed to feed so many. Many of the minotaurs wore rags and other eye-gouging clothing for Rarity. Even some of the ponies wore torn clothing patches up with anything they could find. The fashionista wondered just what horrors had occurred for these poor folk to end up in such a massive, but poverty stricken place.
"Um, excuse me." Spike asked the guard. "Where do you get the food and water for all of these beings?"
"Like I told you, our leader will say everything. We're here now. Feel free to enter, I'll present myself."
"B-but, this is a pink tent with...hearts broken in two on it."
"Broken Heart prefers to let the people live in comfort rather than in poverty. Broken is modest like that. Keep your golem outside. It is too big to enter."
"Okay. Now, listen here. I don't know what you are or who you are, but you listen to me, right?" The beast nodded in response. "Good. Then do what the Stallion said and wait for me here." The golem nodded once more and lowered Rarity, before "freezing" into place, scaring a few nearby guards.
"Heart Broken, we have brought in a few specimens you will certainly be interested in."
"Really? Wait for a moment as I gather my thoughts."
The interior really was modest. A big wooden table for counseling and discussions, a sleeping bag a bit further away, and a bit of food that needed to be turned into compost. However, much to the surprise of Rarity and Spike, the voice seemed vaguely familiar. Broken Heart passed through some pink curtains in front of the table and, with a hoof slamming on the table, opened discussion:
"So, who are these neophytes?"
Spike stuttered as he pointed weakly towards the leader, causing confusion and wariness to arise in the nearby guards.
"Y-you're--" Rarity stuttered.