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// chapter 29 
// Story: Discorded Humanity 
// by The Drifting Bard 
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As the two of us ran to our destination, I looked to him for a moment. "Okay, kid, listen... I need you to place the charges in your bag along the outside as quickly and as quietly as you can" I gave Mjolner a stern look. he simply nodded.
"then it'll be difficult for there on in". Arriving at a cliff edge, I took a quick look at the hive.

It's strange peculiar biological look, reminding me of something. I racked my mind as to what it was, but then it finally struck a diminished chord. I gritted my teeth, "Son, whatever you do.... Don't get caught" I looked toward the hive and jumped.
the wind making my cloak flow behind me. Upon my landing, I heard the sickening crunch of a carpace being crushed beneath my boots. "one down.....as many as humanly possible to go" I mused to myself. Mjolner soon landed next to me, sliding down the cliff using his magic. 
"so, dave, what next?" I turn to him and simply shush.
he makes the zipping motion as we move. slowly, silently....like a tiger stalking its prey. 
I take out a small knife and stab one in the neck, throwing the knife into another. 
Pulling the hood of my cloak up, I simply walked into the Hive. "Don't follow me" I simply grunt. 

"Your not coming back...are you" he glumly states. He sets a charge down at the entrance, watching me disappear into the dark corridors of the Hive then begins his job of setting more charges. 





heading deeper into the Hive, I could feel a sort of pull, Thinking nothing of it, I continued my journey.
"Now, If I were a soul sucking, crunchy insectoid creature... where would I keep my victims" I think to myself as I walk around. turned out the place had dim lighting within it. Then I heard it, the soft whimpers, the mild complaints. and a regal voice.
"Do not worry, my little ponies," the voice emanated from a much more, lit, corridor. "I am sure that this will be over soon"
A shrill buzzing voice soon followed "Be quiet, Moon" the voice hissed. 
"or what? hmm? You'll continue buzzing? hmm?" another, more refined voice entered the fray. 
then I heard the soft thud. "Thats what" the voice sounded pleased with itself. 
I then heard the gate open as a set of grunts and another soft thud was heard. "Big Brother!" 
"Shining!" Two voices now, speaking almost in unison. 

It made my blood boil. Barely noticing the blood dripping from my eye, I assassinated the two inept guards, quite quickly. 
hearing the last guard perk up. "what was that?" 

Another sickening crunch was heard, then a gargle. "No one.....Hurts my friends"
I stood out of the shadows, the hood still up. the knife was tinted green. the eye still bleeds. Cadence finally sees me. "D-dave?... is that you?" she asks. I simply nod. Her horn glows for a moment. "Your....eye...Its"
"None of your concern"
Twilight looked up at me, seeing the blood trickling down my cheek. "it is now," she grew fierce. "what happened to you?"
"fine" I had to lie "I got crystal shards embedded in my eye, you happy? AlsoImayhavebeentaintedbySombra"
I finally get out quickly. Twilight's eye's widen, but she doesn't say anything. 
"How.... Do we get out of here?" she asks, prepping herself for the worst. 

"Follow the trail of Breadcrumbs, I mean, Dead Scum" I state bluntly. 
"mind the blood on your way... wouldn't want little miss alabaster shit-for-brains to wake up now would we?...fuckers a bitch to was out of fabric, think of what it'll do to fur" I try to make light of the situation before Luna looks at me. 
"Sir David, Your orders now...are to find my sister.... and...as you would put it...wipe this fucking cesspit off the map"
finally an order I could get behind.

as she quickly left, following the others, I chuckled lightly. "I never should have left.... I haven't had this much fun in years" 
I took off in the opposite direction. before stopping by two changelings "Yo, where's Celestia, about yay big, blinding white... has the sun on her buttcheeks?" they point towards the throne room. 
"thanks" with that, I drew my sword. 





Within the throne room, Celestia, in all her sunbutt glory, was getting trounced. "I hope you know that this will mean the end of your kind" the dark queen began her tirade of a monologue. "ponykind will be ruled with an iron hoof, all shall kneel before your queen, but instead of a queen you will have a g-" she was cut off as a head smacked her in the face.

"you've got something on your face" 

then came my foot "IT WAS PAIN!"