• Published 8th Jul 2012
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The Invisible Brony Defense Force - SoullessDCLXVI



At BroNYCon 2013, an ancient power transforms, then sends a lot of MLP fans to Equestria.

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Consternation

It had been an odd day for Lightning Cloak, it had been little more than a week since the incident with Twilight and Overture, and luckily he was able to resume his duties in Ponyville. Nopony had even asked him any questions as to Twilight's whereabouts. Spike had given him a few nasty glares occasionally but that was the extent of it. A day after the incident and the town had become aware of the disturbing lack of a purple librarian that was as much a fixture of the town as town hall or the fountain in town square. A week later and the town had been in a panic. Though you wouldn't know from first glance. You had to look behind the eyes of everypony. Whatever had caused Twilight's disappearance was so unknown and the steady and slow way that the townsponies became aware of it made running around and screaming quite the silly way to react. Ponies instead chose to stay indoors far longer than usual, not even daring to exit their homes when the sun wasn't out. Interactions were rushed and voices were shushed. Businesses that had no practical purpose like the Day Spa suffered from a complete loss of customers. Lightning Cloak couldn't help but be amused at their behaviour. On earth if someone went missing reactions would have been quite different. Candlelight vigils, Search parties and apathy would be the most prominent behaviour.

Last night however, the ponies went back to normal. Overnight. It started when Pinkie Pie stood in town square and shouted through a megaphone, that oddly enough said that it belonged to Princess Celestia, "HEY EVERYPONY! GET READY TO PARTY! TWILIGHT WILL BE BACK TOMORROW AND SHE'S BRINGING SOME REALLY FUN GUESTS!" And just like that, as though a switch had been thrown, the towns spirited lifted simultaneously. It was a strange sight, like he had entered a parallel universe where everypony was happy and the one he had come from was a place of fear.

While it was no doubt a welcome change, it meant he had to follow his new standing order: Only venture into the Everfree if a change relevant to the Circles occurs in Ponyville. After all, it would be preferable to not have to hunt and kill another of the mane 6 or even a beloved background pony. Overture wouldn't know it, but the standing order to kill Twilight made Lightning a Moon Loyal Pony. But he wore the colors of the Sun Loyal. A conflict was building and Lightning's unique position made him the perfect spy. But for now, he had a job to do. Arriving at the Everfree treeline Lightning heard a familiar sound and looked behind him and up to the sky. What he saw made him sprint into the woods. Directly behind him a huge cargo plane with jet engines was hurtling towards the Earth.. Or whatever the locals called their planet. It was surrounded by a glowing blue aura and slowing, Obviously Luna's work as she could be easily seen flying next to it. Lightning trusted Luna, but wasn't about to wait to find out if she would succeed in preventing the crash.

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Deep in a strange forest in a dimension filled with talking brightly colored ponies stood a hard line of strange creatures. All of whom could be identified easily as having two things in common. The first of which was that in one way or another they wore a combination of white and gold. The other was that each and everyone of them, despite the rigorous postures that they held in defiance to all that would do their unknowing charges harm, were extremely emaciated. Some even listed at various angles as they used every last ounce of strength they had to remain upright in sheer denial of thier situation. Many had small buzzing insects flying around and landing on them. The fact that most did nothing to deter the annoying bugs, even letting them use thier faces as dance floors, was a testament to just how much they had gone through in the past week. Food had become scarce, predator attacks were on the rise and to top it off the emotional roller coaster that was the combined effect of the Twilight Incident and the halving of the Holy Order of Harmony had quite visibly affected the Bronies of the Everfree. And if anyone had to bothered to ask, the bronies of the plains and mountains would no doubt shared similar experiences.

"Oh, look" said one such creature. A short, squat, hairless, neckless purple creature with three eyes, two legs, four tentacle like protrusions sprouting from his "head" and speckled with green dots said to a taller metallic biped with an unusual head structure. Two L shaped bars sprang from the ears and connected at the top of it's head. It's eyes were perfect black circles with tear-like indents in the metal below them. It's slim rectangular mouth made no movements as it responded in an emotionless and robotic voice.

"What?"

"The Outer Circle's got a new messenger again. Is he covered in blood?"

"It would appear that way."

"Man, that report can not be good. Don't want to be near Overture right now."

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In a clearing in a strange forest in a dimension filled with talking brightly colored ponies stood a shoddily constructed stone temple. In it a few well fed creatures sat and ate, laughing merrily and talking about thier pasts in another dimension. In a corner a slumbering werewolf had somehow manged to have phallic imagery painted on his slightly smiling muzzle. As the draconequus and his high powered, well decorated in white and gold friends sat and laughed, they passed each other a small smoking piece of rolled up parchment with a particular dried plant ground and placed in the center. All in all it was a good time had by all. But of course it couldn't go uninterrupted. A new messenger from the Outer Circle had made their way back to the temple, covered in blood. The new messenger was a tall, highly muscled male human. His skin was ash grey and the only hair on his head was a well trimmed triangular goatee. The red tattoo that was like a ribbon draped over his form led the eye to the ornate red and gold armor and tattered skirt with Greek markings. His forearms were wrapped in chains that seemed fused to him. In his hands were vicious looking blades, his face wore a permanent scowl. He would have appeared threatening were it not for the very visible ribs and open sores that pockmarked his skin.

"Hello, Kratos. What can I do for you?" Asked the annoyed draconequus. With a voice that sounded like it belonged to a ten year old boy the once mighty man-child responded.

"My name is Jeffrey, sir. I'm here to report. We l-l-lost...." shakily, the ashen man raised a paper to his face "Thirty-four bronies yesterday. A pack of Manticore t-t-took 'em all out." The man began to tear up. "One of them was my dad. W-w-what are we gonna do Mr. Overture? I ... I wanna go home!"

"Your dad died doing something honorable. He protected the ponies. That is our job in life, little one. I appreciate your hard work. But you need to get back to your people now." when the man-child didn't move Overture added "Go on, shoo!" The child's silent tears began to flow more freely. Overture, annoyed by his presence, groaned. "How about this, to thank you for your services to the Holy Order, why don't you have uh..." Overture scanned the food stockpile for something he didn't like all that much. "...an orange!" He threw the round fruit at muscled skeleton. Jeffrey wouldn't say it, but he hated oranges. The texture and flavor were both abhorrent to him, and yet he acted genuinely when handed the fruit. With a gasp and wide eyes and the first smile he'd broken in days, which was considerably difficult to do given his form, he eagerly tore into the fruit as he turned and exited the temple. Savoring the flavor that somehow managed to be the most delicious thing he'd ever had. Though it was no different than any orange he'd ever had before.

Overture turned to face one of his layabout friends. "You, get fifty people from the inner circle and transport them to the Outer Circle. I can't have Everfree abominations on my heels. Make sure that whoever you pick is strong. All these deaths are nothing more than a serious breach in our defenses."

"Yes, sir, Overture sir!" a young asian woman with feline ears and tail saluted and took off.

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In the same part of the forest as before where a cyberman and a disgusting purple alien stood, their attentions were grabbed by an attractive asian woman with nekomimi who was well known, as she was one of the solar monks, and one of the most sadistic sexual partners in likely all of human history. She inspired fear without having to utter a word as her reputation as a sadistic dominatrix rapist preceded her. Some, due to thier forms, were given a reprieve from that fear. Which was why all those made of metal, bearing an exoskeleton, or were simply without genitalia, were now being rounded up for duty in the Outer Circle. The Cyberman and ironically, the Chode McBlob copy were easily among this group. As the cat like succubus neared the duo, a scream rang out through the forest, swiveling all heads with the capability to move. Meaning roughly half remained stationary. Screams had been heard before. But they were almost always quieter as they originated from the Outer Circle. This scream was most certainly not from such a distance. Those few who could mustered the energy to make their way towards the sound, hopeful to save one of their own.

None of those who made it were prepared to see what they came upon. Suspended in the air by a golden aura a short, skeletally thin Italian plumber in red, white and gold with an obnoxious moustache was screaming in pain and his limbs flailed in a fashion not unlike those affected by the Cruciatus Curse from Harry Potter. Beside the floating man, was a beautiful white alicorn with a flowing prismatic mane and an image of the sun emblazoned upon her flank. Her large horn was aglow with same golden aura that surrounded the infamous drug addict. Her pupils were pinpricks and her voice was savage as she made demands of the screaming man.

"WHERE. IS. LUNA!? WHERE IS MY SISTER!!? TELL ME OR I WILL RIP YOU APART SLOWLY!!"

Despite the scene the sun loyal, in what could only be described as pure instinct, bowed before their princess. And despite white hot searing pain, the plumber that had become notorious for acquiring psychedelic mushrooms and distributing them throughout the Circles was able to gasp out a simple response. "She was. Last seen. With Twilight. We don't" he sobbed, "know where they are."

"You LIE!" and with a simple jerk of her head the man's screams became more pronounced as he grew in every direction. The sound of bones snapping, skin tearing, muscles ripping apart and blood pooling onto the forest floor assaulted the ears of the still bowing bronies.

Her front now latticed with the bright red of fresh blood, Celestia turned to the prostrate bronies. More of them lying to her. Their very presence was an affront to her sensibilities. She saw them for what they were, yet they continued to bow as though she would fall for thier false loyalty. It angered her. But she was not one to waste an opportunity, honestly if they had not shown up she wouldn't have killed the other one so soon. But he wasn't talking and certainly the gory show she put on might loosen the lips of her audience. With a voice that contradicted her appearance with it's sweetness, she asked those before her where her sister was. Unsurprisingly, they also feigned ignorance. Good, she enjoyed making them suffer. Though her patience was wearing thin. She grabbed the oddest looking one, a slick black creature with four legs, no eyes, and a complex looking exoskeleton.

"TELL ME WHERE SHE IS!!" Celestia bellowed.

"IIIII sssssswweeeeeaaaaarr IIII dooooooonnnn'tt knnnnnoooooooooww!!" the foul creature hissed. She knew this speech impediment would make information gathering a chore even if it had been cooperative. Not knowing how to rid herself of such a beast she opted to stab every square decimeter with blades of pure sunlight. The one and a quarter meter long blades met in the innards of the creature and glew brightly as they stuck out of the limp corpse of the Xenomorph. Celestia tossed the carcass to the side and the glowing blades dissolved into mist. Celestia magically took a hold of the feline primate female and her eyes shown with barely contained glee. Of those present this one most closely resembled those that attacked her in Canterlot, somehow she knew that that was the true form of those present.

"You. You will tell me where my sister is. And I plan on hurting you bad. So for your own sake, speak up." the cat's eyes widened in fear, she knew she couldn't lie to her princess, but it would not end well for her.

"I- I- I- I- I- I-...." The cat began to cry and piss herself in fear.

"TELL ME WHERE LUNA IS!" Celestia's interrogation was interrupted when a pony named Lightning Cloak burst through the foliage.

"Princess Luna is in Ponyville, your Highness."