• Published 12th Nov 2013
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DiE: Glarin Ungard the Berserker - InsaneJustin



Dwarf in Equestria, When deep miners discover a strange portal that they assume to be dwarven made, they activate it, thinking there are riches to be had. Only thing is, it does not turn out so well for one dwarf in particular.

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So this happened

Panic overtook everypony as they watched the pool of blood around Glarin only get bigger as he laid motionless upon the floor among the debris. Twilight was the 1st to rush over and begin to cast a stabilizing spell with other healing spells like she had the first time she meet him.

Only the spells didn’t seem to work as well as they had before. Unlike before, her biggest healing spell wasn’t making any noticeable change. She couldn’t see any of the damage reversing or healing taking place like she witnessed last time.

“M-My spells aren’t working!” Cried Twilight while Celestia and Luna landed next to her, horns ablaze with magic as they also tried. Only to see their spells have the same effect, nothing. Celestia gripped him in her magic aura again lifting him off the floor.

“We must get him to the nearest hospital with haste!”

“We’ll need to run Celestia! Glarin doesn’t do very well with teleportation magic I learned...” Everypony followed Celestia out the door as they all galloped after her toward the nearest hospital. Luna swiped up his axes and flask in her magic as Twilight cast healing spells while they traveled to the hospital.

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“That’s a corpse...” said one of the doctors while looking at Glarin. He was in the ER with Twilight, Luna and Celestia who were casting healing spells back to back upon him, half of them fizzled upon contact or didn’t seem to do anything. His breathing was rapid and short as he spoke unintelligle words.

“Princesses...” whispered one of the doctor’s trying to get their attention “...You can’t bring back the dead...” Luna turned to face the doctor.

“H-hes not dead! He can’t be! He is alive! We were casting healing spells on him all the way here! Now do your job and bring him back to me!” The doctors all took a deep breath, not sure how to handle this situation.

“Princess, Did you... did you see the results of the scanning spell?” asked a unicorn doctor.

“I did, and your scanning spell is flawed!” yelled Luna as she quickly went back to try and cast more healing spells.

Twilight stopped casting and gingerly approached one of the doctors.

“W-what did the scan say...? Maybe we can focus our efforts on a spot that has the most damage!” The doctor sighed as he brought up a clipboard.

“3rd and second degree burns cover his entire body. Multiple lacerations on his arms and legs, a few on his chest with a massive hole on the left side of his abdomen. His cheeks, well, they are gone as you can see. His skin, large portions of his muscles and some of his internal organs seemed to have been flash cooked, I can’t even imagine what could of caused that, let alone the pain it must of caused. Our healing spells can’t work with dead tissue Princess, and the scan also showed signs of death about half an hour ago. The fact you told us he was moving around no more than 5 minutes ago is mind boggling. The fact he’s breathing at all is a miracle.” Twilights eyes were darting around the room as if she was looking for an answer to the current problem.

“W-what do you mean C-cooked?” Twilight bit her lip as she waited for the doctors answer.

“Cooked as in a medium rare steak. All of the outer layers are cooked with most of his insides intact. Also part of his lower intestine is shredded and his lungs are done, they show signs of thermal decomposition. He must of been inhaling while he was being flash cooked because his throat and nasal cavity is also pretty burned. His mouth shows signs of electrical burns as well...” Twilight was looking down to the ground with tears beginning to form in her eyes.

“...Also he has broken bones through out his body and a few of his vertebra are broken as well. I’m guessing because of his thick muscles he was able to hold his broken bones in place and keep moving...” Twilight was no longer looking at the doctor.

“... In all seriousness Princess, hes moribund. He may be alive now, but the amount of damage he has sustained with all of our healing spells being ineffective...” The doctor just sighed as he looked away, he couldn’t watch as the Princess of Magic began to cry.

Luna and Celestia had slowly stopped casting healing spells as they overheard what the doctor had been telling Twilight.

The rest of the mane six along with Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle came into the ER to try and see what was going on. Spike was receiving medical treatment for his injuries, but he wasn’t as close to death as Glarin was. With the atmosphere that was hanging around in the room, it was clear to them what was happening.

As one of the doctors was noting the time of death, he noticed a small torrent of silvery flames appear on the floor near the gurney. It began to increase in intensity with blue-white and amber sparks flying from it.

“F-Fire!” shouted the doctor grabbing every ponies attention in the room.

“H-how did...?!” before they could figure out what was happening the silver flames died and in the center of where the flames had been was a tiny creature that stood on two legs.

The small creature looked it self over and looked around the room for a moment. It was clad in armor with a helm covering most of its head. The most notable thing about it was the greataxe it held in its hands looked to be as big as it was. It also had a greatsword on its back that also seemed to be just as big as the axe. It looked buff for its size, about as buff as Glarin. Before any of them could ask what it was and what it was doing there, it leaped up onto the gurney with Glarin and looked down at him. It soon released a joyful laugh with a feminine sounding voice.

“It would seem I am a tad late to answering the earlier battle prayers, but his current ones don’t seem to be needed. Can any of you tell me how one of my favorite berserkers was taken down? From the looks of it, I’d say he fought against an army or a group of spell casters, probably both.” She released another joyful laugh as she looked Glarins body up and down. Her eyes fixated on the two large axes on the nearby counter. She leaped over to them and looked at them for a moment, only to laugh again.

“I tell ya, If his beard was silver he would look like an avatar of Clangeddin! You must tell me! Our connections to this realm are very weak so I wasn’t able to watch what was happening, and I spent most of my power just getting here!” Twilight went up to the small creature with everyone else as they looked upon it. For being so small its voice was extremely loud.

“W-who are you?” The small creature looked over to the purple pony that had addressed her. She looked like a tiny dwarf. Her build was similar to Glarin, a bit thinner in the shoulder and gut department, yet bigger in the chest department.

“So you can speak! Names Haela Brightaxe! Now are you going to tell me what happened?” Sweetie looked around then moved forward to speak.

“I-I can tell you what happened...” Haela sat down on the counter with a smile on her face as she was intent to just listen to the tale.

Sweetie told of how he had removed his own hand to save her and Bloom. How he had tied an axe to his left arm as he could no longer hold it. Then of how he had lead the charge through enemies down the flight of stairs as he took wounds from both blade and claw. Then of how unicorns had been picking him up in their magic and bashing him around the stairwell and hallway. Then up to the point when he was captured in several magical auras and blasted with four fireballs.

Everypony with the exception of Bloom and Sweetie gasped at that revelation. Haela just had a huge grin on her face the entire time that seemed to get bigger as Sweetie relayed more of the story to her.

“That would explain the flash cooking...” whispered some of the doctors.

Sweetie continued telling how Spike had taken over after Glarin had fallen. Then of how Glarin somehow got back up after Spike was hit with the lightning bolts. Then of how he had also been hit by the lightning bolts, but instead threw it back at them while gaining a bright blue glow with the electricity arcing around his body. She finished with telling how the griffin, Krieger, had flying griffin kicked him out of the lobby and into the street, because that was all she saw. Haelas smile faded a bit, knowing there had to be more.

“You know, most don’t normally pick lightning, fire is far more common...” She thought for a few seconds then looked back up “...Is that all?” Luna spoke up next deciding to relay what had happened out on the street. Telling of how Krieger the griffin was responsible for the large hole. Only to have his face smashed in with his claws still in Glarins gut. Then they also told of how he ate Celestias magic and started attacking everyone. Haela let out another loud laugh as she heard the last part

“Ha, Sounds like any good berserker dwarf to me! And it sounds like he let the fury take hold while holding on to a light. Much like his mother would of done. His father was more of a lover and a crafter you see...” She continued to giggle to her self for a bit before calming and continuing. She seemed to emit this strange aura that was calming everypony in this dire situation “...So when are you going to heal him? I have some power left to stay before my time is up.” The ponies suddenly looked downtrodden.

“We’ve tried! Nothing is working!” Haela raised an eyebrow at that and stood up

“What do you mean tried too? How could a divine healing spell not work?”

“Well, from what he told us before, our healing spells would be arcane...” At the word ‘arcane’, Haela Brightaxe burst into a roarous laugh again.

“Arcane healing magic!? No wonder hes still so close to bloody death! That form of healing magic is so flawed. Anyone with at least 1/3rd of a brain knows that.” Twilight became flustered at the comment as Haela stood up and walked over to Glarin so she stood by his head. Only to pause and look back to the group of ponies.

“You wouldn’t happen to have any valuable red gems, or perhaps the blood of those hes slain? I’ll also need some drops of your blood as well for the offering. I wasn’t exactly called here for this and it would violate some rules. But if I got a heartfelt plea for help, I might be able to help with my aura...” Applejack widened her eyes and took off her hat, removing the red tear drop shaped diamond.

“I happen to have this, I got it from him a while back, still haven’t found the time to get around to selling it...” Haela’s eyes lit up at seeing the gem.

“That gem would be more than enough for an offering! Now I’ll need you to offer it to me with a few drops of blood in exchange for helping him here.” Applejack widened her eyes a bit, but placed the gem on the counter next to the little talking critter. She nipped a bit of her forehoof enough to draw blood and set out a few drops on top of the gem.

“I uh, I offer this gem and my blood to you Haela, so that you might heal Sir Glarin.” Haela chuckled and went over to the gem placing a hand on it. It quickly vanished from the counter and a silver flame began to emanate from her as she gained an inch of height.

“Not the best plea for help I’ve heard, but with this kind of offering, I’ll let it pass.” She walked back over to Glarin and moved her hand out, white-blue and amber sparks started to fly from her hands.

“Make sure you tell him to build some shrines for us soon. Unlike the deities of other races, We dwarven ones actually answer the prayers of our devout followers. It would be nice to be able to keep an eye on him. I know Moradin would be happy. He always likes to watch over his little dwarves.” Glarin was soon enveloped in the silver flames with the blue-white and amber sparks flying around the room.

Despite the silver flames and sparks filling the room, there was no heat emanating from it, it was actually sending out waves that seemed to restore the vigor of everyone within the room. The little wound Applejack made near her hoof moments ago disappeared. The fatigue Rarity had from staying up all night working seemed to disappear. Everyone felt like they had been subjected to a powerful empowerment spell. After a few seconds the flames died and Haela began to fade from their sight.

“Return from the Stone Glarin. It seems your joining of the ancestors will be delayed yet again...” As she finished her sentence, Glarin inhaled a deep breath and she vanished completely. All of the ponies went wide eyed when they saw him breathing normally again.

“Huo- ouh...” Glarin slowly sat up and began to look around the room seeing everyone just staring at him wide eyed. He spotted Luna, making his eyes open up in what seemed to be joy. He moved his right hand out and motioned for her to come closer.

“Luna, come er...” Luna quickly went up to him with tears in her eyes beginning to form. She was ready to hug him when he reached his right hand out and grabbed his flask from her side that she had magically stuck to her flank.

Glarin used his teeth to untwist the cap off and began to drink from the flask until it was empty. With a satisfied sigh he let out a burp and began to pat his belly.

“Nothing like a good drink after seeing The Stone Father...” he smacked his lips together for a bit then looked around the room again.

“... don’t remember it tasting so bland though...” He looked down to where his left hand used to be and shrugged.

“Suppose things could be worse. Thanks for healing me up completely this time. Anyway, lets get back to the farm and get the rest of that drink Applejack.” As Glarin hopped off the gurney, he put an arm around Lunas whithers and began to walk toward the group. Everypony was just watching him speechless, unsure of what to say. All of the life threatening injuries he had before seemed to have disappeared. Applejack snapped out of her stupor long enough to respond.

“There’s uh, no more Granny Daniels...” Glarin looked at her wide eyed and fell to his hand and knees in shock with a pained groan.

“Everything just got worse...” Everypony speechlessly just watched as a single tear slid down his face as he stood, looking up to the ceiling.

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After a bit of time passed everypony had gotten over the initial shock of what just happened and decided to relay what happened to Glarin, and how they weren’t responsible for his revival. Glarin raised his arms up to the sky with a yell.

“I missed the Luckmaiden?! Rahh Noo!” Glarin lowered his arms when he was done yelling and sighed.

“I’ve only seen the beautiful Luckmaiden once in my lifetime, when I was but a child. She was the one who inspired me to be a berserker. The way she flows through the battlefield! Slicing and dicing every foe in her path, with a joyful laugh that intimidated enemies and invigorated allies. It was a beautiful rain of blood that day...” Said Glarin as he looked out a window into the distant sky with a small twinkle in his eye. Twilight looked at him and asked the question that was on everyponies mind.

“So she was a god then?”

“No, not quite god, she is a deity. Like a god, not as powerful though, but far more helpful, and beautiful...” Glarin seemed to drift off into a daydream of a buff female dwarf hacking her way through hoards of enemies. Then removing her helmet with the fight over to let her long flowing hair blow in the wind and she shook her head slowly.

“Well, anyway, we best get moving. I got shrines to make, quite a few of them actually...” As Glarin was gathering his few possessions together, everypony with the exception of the doctors went in and gave him a huge hug with many tears being shed.

“You big Dummy! We thought we lost you forever! Why, if she never came you would of been dead!” said Sweetie Belle

“Y-You lost a hand and nearly died keeping my sister safe!” said Rarity as she tried to keep her tears from messing up her mascara.

“Our healing magic is nothing like the healing magic from your deity!” Cried Twilight as she used her wings to help envelop everyone in the hug.

“We can’t thank ya enough for what you did. I’d a trade a barrel a blood and priceless gems just to make sure you come back to us.” Glarin just harrumphed as he was embraced by all of the ponies. Luna was nuzzling his neck while humming.

“I remember when you told me you didn’t mind lightning, but I had no idea it was because you could control it.” Glarin just struggled a bit to try and get them to break off so he could move. After a bit they all stopped hugging him and stood a short distance away.

“I can’t really control it, more like absorb the energy it contains and reduce it, or use it. It still does some damage, but nothing along the scale it would do normally.” Twilight looked at him a bit confused

“What do you mean use? Is that why Sweetie Belle said you gained a blue glow after being hit with the lightning?” Glarin crossed his arms and nodded his head.

“Aye, you see the body works and moves with energy, all it takes is a powerful will and body to tame an energy type to work for you. Fortifying the body to use a foreign energy isn’t easy. Being really angry at the time helps a lot. I’ve only heard of one warrior that wasn’t a berserker do something like that, but its possible and it gives spectacular results that will keep a fighter going long after he should of expired.” Everyone seemed to look sad for a moment with Celestia humming to herself for a moment.

“Then what about eating magic? Do you remember when you ate my magic? You had a golden glow about you after you did so.” Glarin turned to face Celestia and did so with a slight bow not looking up to meet her gaze. Falling back to old habits with royalty.

“Same as the lightning Princess Celestia. Magic may go awry within dwarven hands, but magic is still an energy. With a bit of work and will, you can eat it and make it work for you, fortifying your body to work well beyond limits. It’s not as effective with magical energy though, as that energy type is mostly unstable. I hope you can find it within yourself to forgive me. Doing such a thing to royalty...” Celestia let lose a slight chuckle and brought Glarin into a hug that the rest of them promptly joined in again.

“There is nothing you need to apologize for. What you did today, while it may have been very unorthodox, was necessary to keep my good little ponies safe and get rid of the danger and corruption. As a Knight of Equestria you are able to pass judgement as you see fit on any that break laws and rules. Just next time, I hope you will take better care of your own life. We would hate to lose you again...” She ended the hug and broke off, causing everyone to also break off. They smiled and nodded at Glarin, some were still teary eyed.

“I suggest you get Spike now and head on back to Ponyville for some well deserved rest. Luna and I have a lot more to do before we can leave. Our guards tell us the basement was... not pretty. We will have to sort it out and tie up all the loose ends. Perhaps we will be able to clean out some more gangs that took a foot hold. The Blackstar gang was the biggest thorn in our side, and with them out of the way, the rest should fall in line.” Luna looked over to Celestia and gave her a bit of a pouty face.

“Can’t I accompany Sir Glarin back to ponyville sister?” Celestia sighed.

“I’m sorry Luna, but I will need your help in cleaning up the mess here. Perhaps you can visit him later.” Luna let out a sigh and looked over to Glarin with longing in her eyes.

“I still haven’t given up on you. Almost losing you today made me realize that even more.” As she and Celestia left the room Glarin just groaned to himself inwardly.

“Aw shale...”

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They had all opted to walk back to the Las Pegasus train station in hopes of talking to each other more and bonding. Almost losing Glarin was a traumatic experience for all of the ponies. As he was considered one of them now, part of the herd.

And well, the ponies did want to walk and talk. Glarin wanted to take the taxi again. He just wanted to get home as soon as possible and fix his chain shirt. He would also have to get to work on a new hand, or maybe just get something like a mug for a hand, or an axe that also worked like a mug or flask.

Oh the possibilities were endless. Why he could even get a cannon for a hand like Carin Ironsight did. Whatever it was going to be, it had to be awesome looking, or at least interchangeable. His train of thought was interrupted by some pony shouting at the top of her lungs

“Saddle Purse Snatcher! Someone stop that hatchling hybrid!” As Glarin looked in front of him he saw a small creature running on all fours at them. He had never seen anything like it before, It had the body, mane, and front legs of a lion. But the head, neck back legs and tail looked more like a pony. It also didn’t have wings. The lion part was purple while the pony part was green. The mane color was black with random colors of purple and green within it. The hybrid was barreling through the line of ponies that were trying to stop him. Including Twilight and Fluttershy who were shoved out of the way and to the ground.

As the hybrid was nearing him. Glarin just stood his ground in front of the young hybrid. Instead of being shoved aside like the ponies were, the little hybrid felt like he had just run into a brick wall and fell back. With his eyes spinning around in his head.

Glarin picked him up by the scruff of his neck and took the bag from his paws, tossing it back to the pony that had arrived in time to see him pick the hybrid up.

“Oh thank you so much!” Glarin waved her off and looked at the hybrid with a discerning eye.

“Nice bull rush you got there lad, but why are you stealing? Didn’t your parents ever teach you anything?” Glarin raised an eyebrow as he set the young creature back down on the ground. The young hybrid shook his head and growled at Glarin.

“J-Just let me go! And you’ll never see me again!”

“I don’t think so lad. Where are your parents at, I think some discipline is in order.” The little lion pony hybrid seemed to start sulking.

“I don’t know where they are...” Glarin raised an eyebrow at that.

“What is that supposed to mean?” The little hybrid snapped his gaze up at Glarin and yelled at him

“It means they both went out 3 weeks ago, and never came back!” The little hybrid sighed to itself, then looked back to the ground “But that’s ok, I don’t need them anyway. I’m a tough Leoequus...” Glarin squinted his eyes as he looked at the hybrid.

“What in blazes is a Leoequus?” Rainbow hovered over to Glarin.

“They’re actually kinda new. Its when a stallion and a hen mate, they make a Leoequus, while a mare and rooster make a hippogryph. It’s a weird thing that happens. But, what are we gonna do with him?”

“Well, since he doesn’t have parents to discipline em, guess that leaves it to me then...” The little Leoequuss’ eyes went wide in sudden fear as Glarin cracked the knuckles on his right hand simply by clenching his fist.

“N-No you don’t! You could just let me go! I promise I won’t do it again!”

“Oh I know you won’t lad.” Glarin brought up his fist and conked the little hybrid on top of his head, knocking him out cold. All of the ponies looked between Glarin and the Leoequus wide eyed.

“Ya killed him!? You didn’t need to kill him!” yelled Rainbow Dash

“He was just a child Glarin! How could you kill him!” yelled Twilight.

“Quit yer bellyaching, he aint dead. At least I don’t think he is. Pretty sure I didn’t hit him that hard...” Glarin leaned down picking up the limp hybrid and tossing him over his shoulder. He then continued walking down the sidewalk.

“What are you doing with the poor dear now?!” asked Fluttershy with both worry and fear in her voice.

“Well, it sounds like he’s all alone. Someone needs to raise him up right proper, and I need someone to clean my new house. Sounds like a win win to me.” Pinkie rushed up in front of Glarin with a big smile on her face.

“Does this mean hes gonna live with you now?! Oh my gosh! I’ll need to throw a party for him and since you’re gonna be like his new dad and what not. I’ll have to throw another party just for that! Oh this is gonna be so much fun!” Glarin just looked at the hyper active pink pony.

“I never said I was gonna be his dad, more like, uh, like an uncle. A distant uncle that has him clean the house while I go and do fun stuff... cleaning isn’t fun...” Everypony just looked at him with utter disbelief.

He was basically saying he was taking this child home to clean so that he wouldn’t have to do it.

“But Glarin, your house mostly has a dirt floor...” said Sweetie Belle

“Exactly my point.”

Author's Note:

So I recently got a new job as a baker. My hours are from 2AM to 10AM weekdays and 3AM to 11AM weekends. Adjusting to my new sleep schedule is hard because its been blazeing hot the past 2 weeks and I dont have AC for my room. Its nearly impossible to sleep when you're laying in a pool of your own sweat. Anyway, I'll probably be releaseing chapters a little slower. Or I'll just take to releaseing shorter chapters.

Also as a side note, the mead I had been brewing, turned out wonderful. It gets me drunk while smelling like a field of flowers and tasteing like watered down honey. Only been aged 1 month.