A Clockwork Fursona

by OuijaSilverstar

Prologue

A young Albino man clad in a flak jacket, stood next to a large window on the top floor of a skyscraper in the middle of a decimated, war-torn Manhattan. He wore a dark blue trench coat and black pants with a blue shirt. His white hair went down to his shoulders and his blood red eyes intimidated even the most seasoned soldier. Parts of the skyscraper was damaged due to the many firefights that occurred on the streets below.

The entire Executive government ignored the constant cry of restoring the other two branches of government from the people. Five years ago, the eight year long Second American Civil War ended with a devastating loss by the middle and lower class being punished by the upper class and the social elites with doubled tax rates than what they originally were before the war. The entire country was put into Martial Law because of the war, but it seems that the country will stay that way. The real criminals who caused trouble were hunted down and brought to the military by bounty hunters. The only criminal gangs that survived the war and the martial law were underground syndicates. Only a selected few combined themselves with corporate enterprises. The albino's syndicate is one of those few, but with the work of two bounty hunters and two strange aliens from another world managed to bring down a few.

He closed his eyes and sighed with frustration. He knew his syndicate was next, but unlike the other syndicates, he had the best armed security. If those hunters even tried to take him down, they would also go down in a haze of gunfire. If only things went as planned for him. His desk phone's intercom was beeping. He walked over to it and pressed the red button on the side of the intercom. "What is it?" he spoke into the intercom's speaker. He heard gunfire coming through the receiver along with screams and explosions. "HE'S HERE!" the person on the other line screamed "He already took down thirty men!"

This seriously annoyed the white-haired boss. "How difficult is it to kill a single man!?" he yelled. He got no response. In an instant, he picked up his katana, still in its sheath and walked away from his office to his security station that was littered with surveillance monitors. The skyscraper had eighty floors and he saw the dead bodies starting from the lobby up to the twenty-fifth floor. The man had black hair that was the same length to his. He wore a black trench coat over a tan colored Kevlar vest. He wore worn black cargo pants with black combat boots. The white-haired crime boss took notice of the equipment the gun-toting bounty hunter. In both of his hands were H&K 45 Socoms. He spotted a group of 12 men shooting at him. He dove behind a stack of metal boxes to avoid getting shot, even though he was struck a few times in the chest. He holstered the guns and pulled out a Patriot Assault Pistol from the inside of his coat.

The design of the gun made the crime boss raise an eyebrow. He watched in curiosity as his adversary mowed down the entire group effortlessly with a few short bursts. He spoke into the intercom to inform the black-hared gunman of the current situation not only what's happening in the building, but all around the world. "Mr. Draven. Do you really think this will accomplish anything?" his voice boomed throughout the halls. "The entire world's falling apart, Armageddon's going to commence in a few short hours and the last thing you're doing is killing all these men, just to get to your dear old friend, yours truly?" The man in the black trench coat found a radio on one of the dead bodies and contacted the man in the surveillance room.

"Busch, you know well as I that you gave me false information on where the nuclear arsenal was. By the time I found out the location was false, there was no time to find it. So yeah, we're all going to die and you know what? I don't give a shit anymore; I just want one last hurrah before we all get a-bombed to hell."

"I see that you are wounded. Do you think that even you, who killed hundreds of people in the war, will be able to survive all the way up to me? I hardly doubt that you would have enough vigor left."

"Yippee-kai-yay, mother bucker," the gun-toting man known as William Draven then dropped the radio and shot it with the assault pistol.

William Draven (Quinton Flynn)

A half an hour and fifty more bodies later, Draven finally made it up to the top floor. When the elevator doors opened he unsheathed his HF Muramasa Blade Replica and walked into a large, open office with a wide open staircase to Busch's desk where he was waiting with his own Muramasa attached to the side of his belt. Busch unsheathed his blue-bladed sword. Draven was battered, bruised, and his Kevlar vest is riddled with bullets, luckily none of them went through. "Wilhelm Busch" Draven got his enemy's attention. The albino who was standing there, looking out the window turned around to face the bounty hunter.

Wilhelm Busch (Quinton Flynn)

"So you finally decided to show up after 5 years," Busch spoke in his thick Irish accent.

"I couldn't find my best friend from the war."

"If you would've turned yourself in to Vanguard, I would've thrown a party for you."

"So."

"So."

"Nice place."

"Well then?"

"I thought you would never ask."

Both got into their battle stances and cautiously shifted towards each other. Both swung their swords at one another, each slash being stopped by each other's blade, making loud ching sounds. Busch made an upwards slash at Draven. He wasn't fast enough to parry the attack and ended up having the left side of his face slashed and his left glasses lens cracked. A few seconds later they swung their blades at the same time and pushed their blades at one another. "One man shouldn't have all this power. Why did you go against everything we tried to fight for!?" Draven yelled.

"Money controls everything," he simply replied "When you are the most brutal, most murderous, always killing the competition, you realize that you made a name for yourself. Look around Draven, they all spat in our faces after the war we both lost. During the war, we had power, we were feared, and when that all ended, we had nothing."

"So you became the big shot kingpin and killed everyone that worn out their usefulness or stood in your way. You stole nukes so that the governments will give you money and even causing many civil disputes leading to many countries overthrowing their governments. Was it worth throwing away even more lives?"

"When someone enjoys taking lives, pulling countries apart for shits and giggles, you realize that it's your calling. I'm sure you enjoy that as much as any other psychotic child soldier did; you can't keep your devil caged forever, Mister Brooklyn Butcher!"

"FUCK YOU!" he screamed. Draven broke the struggle by jerking his blade forward, pushing Busch off balance. He swung his blade horizontally, effectively braking Busch's blade in half. Draven kicked Busch in the stomach, sending him flying onto his office desk. While he was falling backwards, he pulled out a throwing knife and tried to throw it into Draven's neck, but his mark was way off and ended up striking his right shoulder, making him drop his sword and fall backwards from the force of the throw. Busch then got up off his smashed desk and picked up Draven's sword and pointed at him who is now at his knees. Busch raised the sword, ready to lob Draven's head off. In a blink of an eye, Draven used his good arm to pull out a socom from its holster and shot Busch in the chest. His body jerked to a stop and for a solid three seconds, he just stood still in place, sword still in the air. He dropped the sword onto the cold marble floor and collapsed. Draven chuckled weakly "Full metal jacket, bitch." He walked over to Busch's corpse and picked up his sword. He heard a distant ding sound come from the elevator.

He limped to the top of the staircase to see his two roommates, Twilight Sparkle the Unicorn and Spike the Dragon. They helped him capture criminals and take down crime syndicates ever since they came to Earth from a Kingdom called Equestria. How she and Spike got there was through a botched teleportation spell. Before he stormed the building, he knocked both Twilight and Spike out with tranquilizers to keep them from following him. It seemed that they followed the dead bodies and blood all the way up to the top floor. What made him raise an eyebrow is that a much larger unicorn with wings is present with Twilight. She had a rainbow-esque mane that looked like it had a mind of its own. Her coat was pure white color with golden boots, necklace and crown to match. The mark on her flank is a sun. He sheathed the sword and limped down the stairs, pulling the knife out of his shoulder. Clenching his shoulder in pain, he reached the out-worldly trio and Twilight leaped at him for a hug. "Will! What happened here!?"

"I had to tie up a loose end."

"Why did you knock me and Spike out? We could've helped you!"

"I didn't want any of you getting hurt. Besides, It's best if you didn't see that other side of me."

"What is this other side that you keep referencing? What part of you are you so afraid of? Could it have something to do with all those dead bodies?"

He paused for a moment, noticing the obvious "elephant in the room." He looked at the alicorn who is the same height as him and back at Twilight. "Who is this?" he asked.

"Pardon me for being rude, but my name is Celestia, Princess of Equestria and alicorn of the sun," the white alicorn answered in a heartbeat "You must be William Draven."

"Yes."

"I thank you for keeping my faithful student and her assistant safe, but what I saw a few minutes ago, it was some of the most disturbing things I've seen in my life. What brings someone to kill all those people?"

"When you spend your childhood as a soldier, grow up on the battlefield, death and destruction as your parents, screams of agony and explosions as your lullabies, you get used to seeing those kinds of things, but that doesn't matter; after I killed Wilhelm Busch, I found documents on his desk, showcasing a prototype portal that allows a one-way trip to any world/universe."

"So that means we can go home?" the lavender unicorn bounced in excitement. He nodded, "It's all the way in the basement, but we need to hoof it big time; Armageddon just started." The radio wire in his ear started to static until he heard a familiar voice in his ear. "Draven! Where the fuck are you!?" the voice filled his ear. "Relax, Scott. I'm in Manhattan; the Rising Sun Tower."

"Ah, shit. I'm in Orlando. I just found out that the government is taking its armies off this hellhole of a planet on special space ships out of this galaxy!"

"So why are you panicking?"

"Someone welded a big-ass nuke to a drill that's being sent to the core as we speak. All of the volcanoes on Earth are going to erupt and billions are going to die!"

"And here I thought storming Busch's base was the shit hitting the fan. Besides, how much time before the drill reaches the core?"

"Two and a half hours, but you will never make it!"

"I'm not screwed yet! After I capped Busch, I found documents in his desk and it says that his science team had developed a prototype portal that sends you on a one way trip to different worlds."

"Dammit, I should've went with you to see that slime ball bite the bullet. So you finally found a way to send those two back?"

"Yep, I'm going with them, too."

"There might be a ninety-nine percent chance that we will never see each other again, but you were one of the best people I worked with, despite your PTSD. I know there's no reasoning with you and I fully respect your decision. I will always cherish our friendship, even the relapses. I can hear the spaceship taking off, wherever we go, remember the Rising Sun."

"Goodbye, Alex Scott."

The line went dead. Alex Scott was a Marine Captain and served in the Second American Civil War. When he found out that Draven was one of the dozens of child soldiers physically tortured by the C.I.A., he resigned and joined the rebellion after saving Draven and a handful of child soldiers from federal prison. During the five years that they were bounty hunters, they lived as roommates in an apartment in part of what was left standing of Manhattan. William turned to the three, "We need to get to the basement, now," he ordered. All of them nodded and followed him to the elevator.

It took them an hour to ride the elevators on different sides of the building and navigating through the maze-like floors and the speed being cut short, due to Draven's limp. When the elevator doors opened, they were greeted with a standard concrete hallway with pipes running through the ceiling and the occasional spout of steam pouring out of one of the spouts. They walked through the door on the other side of the hallway and made it the the room with the teleporter. "Okay, where the hell is the control panel for that bastard?" he commented.

"Uh, Will?" Spike pointed a spiky finger to the panel, right next to him. He chuckled, "I need to fix my glasses, again." Celestia scanned the panel with her horn. She tapped his shoulder with her hoof. "What?" he asked.

"Mr. Draven, I'm going to give you mental notes on codes to run this machine; please stand still." Her horn lit up in a golden light. The tip of her horn tapped William's forehead and made a quick zap between the gap of his head and her horn. He collapsed to his knees, gasping for air. "Holy shit," he panted.

He stood up and walked over to the terminal to type in various programs.

initiate:project_mx92

booting......

Boot Completed

Login:**********

Access Confirmed Welcome Wilhelm Busch

Initiating Startup Sequence

rotor_program:initiated

(5)minutes until electrical discharge

Dimensional Gate Activation at:(10)%

Stage(1)Emitters:Activated

Emitter Power at:(25)%

Dimensional Gate Activation at:(25)%

Gears and motors started to rotate and whir loudly, charging up the immense amount of electricity to create the portal. The two ponies and dragon stood still and marveled at the complex machinery. Twilight stood in awe, struck back at a technological masterpiece. The electrical emitters shot out of lighting rods on the corners opposite of the machine, straight into the center of the gate. The gate still had time to charge and more notifications popped up on the terminal.

(4)minutes until electrical discharge

Dimensional Gate Activation at:(37)%

Emitter Power at:(50)%

Both Twilight and Spike walked over to me with saddened looks on their faces. "I'm sorry Will; we couldn't help you save your world," she apologized, her voice cracking and tears welling up. Will swallowed the lump in his throat and hugged both her and Spike. "There was nothing we could do about it; I knew from the start that a day like this was going to come," he said softly, "I'm coming with you three to Equestria, since my world is going to die."

"Do you promise?" Spike smiled, still having tears in his eyes.

"Yes; you're like a little brother to me, y'know?" Draven smiled, wiping away the little Dragon's tears. He stood back up and checked the monitor.

(3)minutes until electrical discharge

Dimensional Gate Activation at:(50)%

Emitter Power at:(66)%

"We still got a while to go," Draven notified everyone in the room. "Mr. Draven?" Celestia called out to him "Can I have a word with you?"

"Sure" he walked over to her, his boots clanging against the metal grate. "You can't come with us to our dimension, which is why I will be casting a memory erasure and sleep spells on them," she sighed. This made him jump back in disgust. He raised his voice but not loud enough for Spike and Twilight to hear. "Why the fuck not?" he softly yelled.

"I received visions of you and the world you will go to; I will give you the destination code for our world and the world you will go to."

"That still doesn't explain why I can't come with you three."

"Like I said; your destiny is tied to that world you go to. If you come with us, that world will die the same as this one is dying right now. You must go to the other dimension. Do not worry about us; our world's survival is at the hooves of my most faithful student. Stand still again; I'm giving you the codes now."

Her horn glowed that golden light again and an image of a code popped into the bounty hunter's head: 3/QU/1/N/3-3QU35TR1A He sped walk back towards the console again.

(2)minutes until electrical discharge

Dimensional Gate Activation at:(75)%

Emitter Power at:(75)%

Twilight walked over to him and he kneeled down to her level. "Will?" she asked.

"Yes?"

"I...I love you." Draven pulled her into a hug. Her face buried into his chest, crying. He rested his hands behind the crying unicorn's head and closed his eyes. "I love you too" voice cracked "you gave me hope, happiness, and a reason to live."

"In case if the machine fails, can I kiss you?" the lavender unicorn looked into his eyes with sincerity. He slowly nodded. Their lips softly touched, caressing one another, making a moment feel like a lifetime. They pulled away, the blush still present on their faces. Draven smiled "You'll always be my little pony." The golden glow from Celestia's horn both engulfed both Twilight and Spike, knocking them both out. A single tear streamed down his face.

(1)minute until electrical discharge

Dimentional Gate Activation at:(90)%

Emitter Power at:(100)%

Stage (2) Emitters Activated

The electrical beams move from the corners of the gate to the center as a giant beam shoots out from a rod next to them, shaking the entire room. A blue glow started to expand from the inside ring of the gate to the center. He entered in the destination code and it registered.

Area Code: Confirmed

Destination: Dimension:Pony/Planet:Equis/Country:Equestria

Dimensional Gate: Activated

Emitter Power at:(105)%

The rift inside the gate exploded open in an electrical discharge. A vortex of light blue twisting into the black center along with a static discharge every now and then. "I guess this is goodbye for now" he deadpanned. "Until then, Mr. Draven" she spoke in that same motherly tone that reminded him of his mother. Carrying both the unconscious unicorn and baby dragon on her back, she walks toward the bright blue light and all three are engulfed. With the aliens now safely returning to their world, it was time for him to go to this world that Celestia mentioned. He typed in the code on the console terminal.

Area Code: Confirmed

Destination: Dimention:Anthro-Pony/Planet:Equis/Country:Equestria

He felt the earthquakes of the nukes coming closer, he had to hurry. He sighed and started to run towards the rift. He jumped through the portal, not knowing what's on the other side. There is no going back now...

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In an alternate dimension, inside a castle bedroom in a chair, sat a ruler of a kingdom. In the darkness of the night, her face was covered, but only her magenta eyes were illuminated by the gleam of the moon. She witnessed up in the sky, a star growing brighter than every other in the night sky, until the flight flickered out completely. Moments later, a guard came barging through.

"Princess Celestia!" he yelled.

"Yes; I know Lieutenant."

"What can we do your majesty?"

"A darkness will be cast upon Equestria. One thousand years are at an end and tomorrow, she will be free."

"Where do you want us to muster?"

"Take a couple dozen guards with me to Ponyville. My faithful student will be put to real testing from here on out."

"Do you think Twilight will have the power to stop Nightmare Moon?"

"Not on her own; she will need five other mares that are able to wield the elements. Also, HE will be returning."

"Who exactly are you referring to, your highness?"

"This pony is not a pony at all. He is just like you or I, but he is a different species. Sadly, he will be the last of his kind; war among his people tore their world apart. He was here before, no doubt, but it will be a thousand years since I've seen him and have him serve by my side. He's a decorated veteran. He served as Captain of his unit at 12 years old."

"Impossible. Who is exactly is this stallion?"

Celestia hesitated for a moment, but Equestria will find out anyway. She turned to look to her guard, her cartoony white equine face in full view.

"He is Equestria's Battlecry, the Lavender Devil himself: William Draven."

Author's Note:

Wow, this took a long time. Anyways, here is the prologue and tell me what you think.

From here on out, music will be used as green links and most future chapters will be named after songs or genres. Let me know what you think of it and show me errors that I might had missed.

When the characters are formally introduced, it will show who they would sound like. For example William Draven would sound like Quinton Flynn voicing Raiden from Metal Gear Solid.

The series of events that led up to this chapter will be explained in a prequel story: A Clockwork Nuclear.