//------------------------------// // Chapter 12 // Story: Salvation Through Destruction // by RoflLuxRay //------------------------------// Salvation Through Destruction Based on Concepts from: The Conversion Bureau by: Blaze Chapter 12 “About damn time you showed up,” I ran into Twilight’s house with the clock ticking against me, she was standing in the middle of the living room with a suitcase next to her. “I’m sorry, I almost tripped over the dozen of soldiers I killed before getting here,” I replied crankily, I wasn’t expecting that kind of attitude from her. “I’m sorry Leighton… this whole situation has me on the mere brink of going crazy,” she instantly apologized, signaling me to walk to her side. “I suppose you have a plan that involves more that the two of us talking in front of one hundred and seventy six mad bureaucrats, right?” “No, I’m afraid I don’t have any plans, we’ll have to improvise,” her horn began glowing, casting the spell that created the dimensional wormhole between Equestria and Earth. “Ugh… you want me to go jump into the torture wormhole again,” I sarcastically implied just before Twilight grabbed my hand and leaped into the hole dragging me along. I was more used to the sensation now, the shift became a little painless this time, but I felt a particular part of my body didn’t changed. I fainted before I could notice if it did or not. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Is the ride over yet?” My head ached more than any other times; shifting dimension always left something new for me. I stood up slowly and recognized my surroundings; I was in my safe house outside New York City in a quiet morning, it was probably around ten or eleven in the morning. “You’re still not used to the travel eh?” Twilight teased with a mocking grin, she was now wearing a black suit with a white buttoned shirt. Her skirt completed the ‘business woman’ attire. “No one could ever get used to this, and why do I have to wear a tux now?” I glanced down at my attire and saw a pair of black glasses on my front pocket. “You’re my personal bodyguard, you have to look like it,” she walked inside the house and I followed her closely. “Alright, so what’s next?” “We go to the UN building and demand an explanation,” she said confidently, taking a few books from my shelf. The house was just as I left it, nothing was moved or touched. “I don’t think they will let you walk in just like that,” I opened the front door, waiting for her before stepping outside. “That’s when you come in; you kill anypony who stands in our way between us and the assembly hall.” “That’s not going to happen, they will not listen to you of your bodyguard goes crazy and starts killing people,” I closed the door behind me, she walked towards the car in quite a hurry. “Damn you’re right,” she leaned against the car, “but how are we going to sneak in?” “We’ll have to take a chance and walk through the front door nice and easy. Maybe they are waiting for you with a trap set,” I unlocked the BMW’s doors and she went inside the car. “Are you suggesting I’m to be used as bait?” she exclaimed with indignation. “If that’s the case we have an upper hand, we know that they have a trap set, but they don’t know that we know that they have a trap set,” I turned on the car and drove towards the interstate highway. “I don’t like your idea… this is getting out of control.” “Do you think I like using my friends as bait? Sometimes we have to take chances, sometimes these chances mean somepony has to risk its life, but think of the prize. If we get this right, we might stop this before it gets out of control.” “We’re doing this because you want to save humanity so badly, if I hadn’t met you everything would be different,” she said with an indifference scoff. “My plan is a symptom, not a cause. The Americans would have broken in your Russian facility and entered Equestria if I had not stopped them. They would now have control over Fillydelphia if I had not stopped them by killing the man in charge of the operation; I’ve been nothing but a blessing to you.” Twilight kept silence for a second; my words had hurt her pride. I always respected her for being so centered and determined, the pressure was obviously getting into her. “Now that I think of it…” she muttered, “you’re one type of a savior. You aim to save humanity, but don’t hesitate to kill your own kind.” “Oh that,” I rolled my eyes, “my plan is designed to save a small amount of people, those who truly deserve a spot as the future of mankind. The rest are to be disposed, if not eliminated as time passes on.” “That’s lots of people you’re talking about; don’t you feel bad for all those persons?” “Any person would, and I’m no exception. I consider them to be sacrifices for the good of mankind, and what’s with all the questions?” I turned to frown at her for a second; I couldn’t distract myself that much when driving. “I was just thinking about… how complex this whole situation is. I’ll question more about this later, Celestia asked me to,” I glanced constantly at the rearview mirror; two black sedans were following closely. The men inside of them wore black glasses and didn’t seem that friendly. “Twilight,” I said with a hint of fear in my face, “open the glove box and hand me the pistol inside.” She gasped instantly, “You don’t think we’re being followed, right?” “Just hand me the damn pistol over and hide in the back seat,” she obeyed at remarkable speed, leaping to the back seat covering her head under her hands. I readied the P229 pistol and let it on my lap, waiting for a moment to draw it. One of the black sedans accelerated and passed us, placing his car right in front of mine. “Twilight,” I gulped as the adrenaline rush filled my veins, “you better hang on to something!” I pushed the gas pedal to the bottom and overtook the car ahead of me. They revealed their intentions after I accelerated, as two men from each side of both cars showed their torsos with an assault rifle in hands. “Good thing I had this bad boy armored, hang on!” gunshots impacted the rear part of the vehicle, but the plating was hard enough to stand the firing. I accelerated past the two hundred miles per hour; the cars eventually became smaller in the distance and the gunfight stopped. “Is it over?” Twilight asked terrorized. “I don’t think so, these guys don’t know when to give up,” I turned violently to the left up the interstate highway, the rubber burned against the pavement. I heard the pony on the back slamming against the door with some violence, followed by a groan of pain. “Couldn’t you tell me there was going to be a sharp turn?” her head appeared on my side. “I told you to hang on, and I suggest you to do so,” she turned to the road and a saw a group of black cars lined up blocking the road. “You’re planning to ram them head on, are you?” she jumped back and ducked. “Of course not,” I pressed a button on the steering wheel and a couple of small missile launchers appeared on the hood. Pressing the button once more, the small rockets began flying towards the wall of cars ahead, making one big explosion from it. The shockwave was felt, but it did not destabilize the car as I drove through the wall of flames. “Are we dead yet?” she muttered with her eyes covered. “No, but I think we lost them,” I glanced constantly at the mirrors to check my statement. “Thank Celestia,” she sighed in relief, “so how long until we reach New York?” “It is a few minutes away from here, if I drive at two hundred miles per hour. I’ll slow down to avoid any attention.” “You might as well want to hide the rocket launchers on the hood,” she pointed the small rectangular structures. “Oh,” I giggled, “you’re right,” I pressed another button and they withdrew inside the car. “Let me know when we get there…” she crashed back in the seat letting out another sigh. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Twilight, we’re almost there,” she instantly shot up from the back seat upon hearing my words, ahead of us, the UN building was getting closer. After the roadblock somewhere in the interstate highway, we encountered no resistance to enter New York, quite a relief for Twilight. “Have you thought of something?” she moved into the passenger seat, using the mirror in the car to groom her hair. “No, but I do have a bad feeling about this.” “Of course you have, it’s like we’re walking straight into hell.” “No, it’s something beyond the fact that today someone is going to bleed. Something bigger,” I drove the car into the UN’s building public parking lot, to avoid drawing any attention. “Okay, so I’ve came up with some sort of plan for this,” she said as I turned the car off, “we walk inside the assembly room and politely ask for an explanation.” It was not that her idea was completely childish, but simply preposterous given the circumstances; my face reflected that thought with a big skeptical frown. “Would you like to invite them tea or take them to Equestria too?” I grinned sarcastically, “These guys will want your head on a silver plate before allowing you to speak in front of them; just stay calm and follow me.” “Just don’t get us killed,” she flipped her eyes and stepped out the car, I hid the P229 in my jacket and took her inside the building, there was no security for my surprise. Past the two double glass doors a big gray lobby with a carpet that displayed the symbol of the UN appeared. The large wooden reception counter, the security next to the assembly door room and pretty much any employee the building could have was gone “Where could they have gone to?” she glanced at the TV above the reception, and saw a UN session was being broadcasted live. “Look at that, a UN session,” on a closer look, there was chaos inside the chambers. Lots of people were yelling at the current spokesmen in god knows how many languages; the whole room was overcrowded with people foreign to the assembly. “UN reach amnesty, the war is over?!” Twilight read the headline astonished, it was unbelievable. “That can’t be right…” “Breaking news, the UN has reached a consensus between representatives from all the nations to put an end to the war, in exchange for an even split of undisclosed territory. The United States president, Adam Chambers is speaking now about a possible massive military operation in the dimensional world of Equestria. Her representative, however, is presumed dead after the tragic incident last Wednesday and her ruler, Queen Celestia, has not sent someone on her behalf. This has lead to the assumption that ponies have broken all relationship with the UN council and abandoned her embassy…” “They think I’m dead?” she shouted in fury. “Shit, they are planning a massive attack on Equestria you have to get in there now,” I took Twilight’s hand and dragged her up a staircase next to the main assembly door. “What the hell are you doing?” she released her hand before I could open a wooden door in front of us. “I’m taking you to a place where all these sons of bitches will listen to you. Now, I want you to stay here until it’s safe to go inside okay?” “Okay, but what the hell is inside that room?” she asked with a frown, retreating down the stairs. “Hopefully people without weapons, wait here,” I opened the door and saw a large room with cameras, microphones and other broadcasting devices. I shot most of them before they even turned to see me, there were at least ten of them, but it didn’t matter, my pistol’s magazine was large enough to handle all of them. On a closer look to the corpses, I saw they were average reporters. “Oh Celestia did you killed the newscasters? You probably did this on air?!” she shouted with fear, I looked around and saw the ‘on air’ light on, fortunately there was no cameras pointing at us. “It doesn’t matter, look,” I pointed to the big glass window in front of us, below, there was the assembly hall, filled with politicians and people making noise all at once. “Okay, so what’s next?” she gazed at them with fearful eyes. “You make your speech,” I locked the door and dragged a heavy shelf to help block the entrance. “What? They’re not going to listen to me,” she hissed. “Oh yes they will,” I approached the main board and handed Twilight a headset, turning the volume all the way up, “just wait a minute…” I took a headset as well and cleared my throat, “Would you all soulless snakes be quiet for one bloody second!?” my voice echoed in the grand hall, everyone kept silence suddenly, seeming surprised. “Now, thank you for showing at least the most basic of manners. Before you continue your selfish discussion about who gets the most ground, I will have your small chat interrupted to deal with someone you really need to hear, Equestria’s Ambassadress, Twilight Sparkle!” She turned to me with a queer look in her eyes, apparently speechless. “C’mon girl, it’s your time,” I said pulling away the mic from my head. “Okay,” she nervously cleared her throat, “I am Twilight Sparkle, an envoy of her Royal Highness Queen Celestia. I come to demand an explanation regarding the shutdown of the ponification facility in Russia and a recent invasion attempt on one of our major cities, Fillydelphia. I shall not leave until someone explains what happened.” “Twilight Sparkle…” the man in the main stand said with a calm voice, he was dressed in a navy blue tuxedo and seemed in his late forty’s, “I cannot believe you survived a few days ago, you ponies certainly have no way of dying.” “I demand more respect on my questions, spokesman. Identify yourself!” she stomped on the floor furiously. “I am president Adam Chambers, of the United States. The shutdown and the invasion were all of my creation; you do know how to defend yourselves. I underestimated you,” I looked at the mocking grin on his face through a monitor on my left, everyone in the room were dead silent, listening carefully. “There is no need for warlike attacks, we can reach a something if we just sit down and talk.” “There is no room for talking, Twilight Sparkle-” “Would you listen to yourself?” I yelled through the microphone, “You’re blocking yourself to new solutions. Are you plain stupid? Humanity is slowly fading away, and all you do is making our extinction faster.” “That is not true, you ignorant buffoon. My intentions are to save humanity through the conquest of Equestria; it’s that same motive what has stopped the war. Every human should favor this in order to preserve ourselves.” “So you can fill the pony dimension with scum like you?” I laughed mockingly, “I don’t think Ambassadress Sparkle would allow this insanity to go unanswered.” “Leighton is right!” she exclaimed, “If your kind decides they will try to enter Equestria forcefully I will not allow it to happen. From this moment on, I withdrawn our embassy from the UN and break any formal relationship with mankind. We will not tolerate any more attempts to overthrow our sovereignty.” “Alright, Miss Sparkle. And now that you’ve stated that, I shall now declare war on behalf of humanity to Equestria, making you and your friend terrorists on American soil,” he laughed maliciously, soon everyone in the room applauded his decision. “Okay, you made your thing. Get us out of here,” I took my P229 and aimed out the window, thinking of taking a long shot. “What the hell are you doing?” she gasped when banging on the door was heard. “Cutting another beast’s head,” I shot through the window; broken glass flew through the assembly hall and everyone went silent. Adam covered his chest with the impact, blood stained the walls behind him; the bullet went straight through his body. “Nice shot now get back here!” Twilight pulled me away from the window before I could tell if Adam was dead. She began opening the portal to Equestria rapidly; the door was about to be forced open as banging became more intense. “Open that thing, I’ll cover the door,” I ran to the door and shot through the wooden frame. “Keep ‘em busy, almost there!” the room was already filled with the crimson aura and the lightning bolts, but the portal wasn’t open yet. “What’s taking you so long?” I interrupted my shooting to look back at her. “I don’t know I can get this thing open…” she focused even more and the lightning became more intense, a small hole appeared in the middle of the room, but it wasn’t large enough for someone to fit in. “You better get that thing open, there must be at least twenty guys out there in line waiting to greet us,” I fired repeatedly against the door, “I can’t believe the entrance hasn’t blocked yet with dead bodies…” the magazine in my pistol ended, making me hide my pistol back in my pants and pull another shelf to the door. “Just a little longer…” the hole began growing slowly, but steadily. Banging became more violent on the door; they had brought a battering ram. “Hurry up!” the impacts on the door tossed me away from the door, but I kept coming back to push the shelf against the door. Anxiety took over me as I heard the door frame cracking. “Dammit, open up!” her horn shot a blinding flash of light that filled the entire room; I covered my eyes just in time. “Let’s go it is open!” the wormhole was completely open now, I ran to her side just before the door was opened completely, “jump!” We leapt into the wormhole just before the security could fire their weapons against us. As usual, I fainted during the painful experience.