1-Canterlot carnage

WARNING

Very violent and very graphical! Not for children or the faint of heart.

They never saw them coming.

In the span of a mere week, the Caribou have taken over Equestria, raping and killing wherever they may go. The ponies weren't ready. Not by a long shot.

Powered by an unknown source of magic and aided by monsters not even Nightmare Moon herself could conjure, the Caribou laid waste to Equestria and clamied it's mares for their own.

King Dainn took residence in the Crystal empire while his sons took care of the rest. Celestia bravely lead the charge but her forces were soon brutally defeated, murdered and the Solar princess was now nothing more but a cum dumpster for the mad king.

Luna remained in Canterlot, aided by Twilight Sparkle who was utilizing her Rainbow powered state after absorbing the elements of harmony into herself, but it was not enough. Dainn's oldest son, Gann, lead his forces through Canterlot and made quick work of the utterly unprepared Royal guards. When word reached his father that his oldest managed to conquer Canterlot, he decided to reward his son by sending him a present. Princess Cadance will make for a fine plaything in the days to come.

Still, as Luna and Twilight sat on the marble floor in chains, their bodies still untouched my Gann's large cock dangling between his legs, the Lunar princess held her head high, something which Twilight failed to do. Gann was preparing a public display of taking their bodies as soon as Cadance arrived and she was terrified. Just what kind of monsters were they?

"Have faith, young Twilight." Luna's calm voice made the lavander mare look at the older Alicorn. "All will be well. "

"Quiet bitch!" a loud smack resonated through the throne room as Gann slapped Luna across the muzzle, sending the mare painfully tumbling to the ground. The scene caused the present caribou soldiers to laugh loudly and the monsters screeching in delight by the display of brutality. "As soon as the general comes with my prize, I shall turn you into my personal cum dumspters!" in that moment, the large doors opened and in walked the general with a few soldiers, dragging a chained Cadance behind them. The doors closed behind them and the throne room exploded in cheers.

"Greetings, Prince Gann! I bring you your father's present! " the general yanked on the chain and Cadance tumbled forward, naked and bruised. Her eyes were practically lifeless, streaks of tears still visible on her cheeks.

"Excellent work, General Kor! Tell me, how was she?" Gann asked with a wicked grin which the general returned.

"It was marvelous my Prince! Your father, glory to his name, made the bitch cum just as I beheaded her dear husband!"

"NOOOOO!" Twilight's shriek of pain reverberated through the castle but it only made the caribou laugh more. Her outburst was followed by a fist to the face from Gann.

"Not to step out of bounds your majesty, but, do train the unobedient bitch well. " Kor said maliciously, making Gann laugh.

"Do not worry general, I will-"

THUNK

Something slammed hard against the door and all eyes shifted towards it.

THUNK

There it was again. Spears and swords were raised.

BLAM

A gargantuan creature burst through and Gann recognized the Baron of Hell immediately.

"Ah, come to see the show have you? " Gann asked in amusement but then a green flash went off behind the Baron and multiple screams followed. The hallway behind it was filled with smog and occasionaly blue flashes and strange noises.

"Finally... " Luna said, a smile appearing on her muzzle for the first time since this horror began. Twilight looked at her in confusion and returned her gaze towards the demon. Was this monstrosity their salvation?

The Baron looked like it was running. Not in haste but in fear. He reached Cadance when suddenly there was a click and two spikes burst through his body, spread open to lock him in. A chain was attsched to it and something yanked hard on it, bringing the Baron on his back. As the monster screamed in agony, whatever it was that got a hold of him, was pulling him back.

Cadance was the first to notice it. She raised her head slightly and looked at the imps in the throne room. They were terrified. Cadance felt fear before but nothing like this. Then to everypony's surprise, the demons scattered out of the throne room, some even bursting out through the windows. It would seem they preffered to die by splattering on the ground, rather that be caught by whatever it was in the hallway.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?" Gann shot to his hooves in rage. Then a chuckle made him look down and he saw it was Luna. "What is so funny, bitch? " he yanked her chain to get the lunar princess to look at him but her eyes wer fixed on the screeching Baron.

"They are rage, brutal, without mercy." Gann snarled in anger and lifted Luna by the chain, somewhat choking the alicorn "B-but he is w-worse... " another loud screech made Gann look at the Baron who was dragged into the fog and the wails of agony suddenly stopped after a sickening snap. As silence fell, so did the head of the Baron, torn off the neck, land into the throne room. "W-welcome home, beloved. As for you..." she looked up at Gann. "You may call him The Slayer." Gann snarled in anger and tossed the princess aside.

"GUARDS! GET IN THERE! " while a little hesistant, the two dozen guards ran into the hallway, never to return. Cracks and loud bangs were accented by screaming. Soon the screams stopped and all was silent again.

Cadance dared to turn around as another emotion made itself know from the hallway. Rage. Rage so powerful it made it hard to breathe for the alicorn. She never felt such rage in her life and it scared her to the point of her whole body stiffening. Whatever was out there was pissed.

A single armored foot was the first to emerge, followed by a torso covered in green armor none had seeen before. There was something eminiscent of a crossbow in it's right hand with two metal barrels and the metal hook that penetrated the Baron earlier. A green helmet with a bluish visor surveyd the area and when the line of sight fell on Luna and Gann, Cadance almost collapsed. What she felt before was nothing compared to what she felt now.

"By the stars... " Cadance whispered as the armored Slayer slowly walked towards her. Het ripped a red curtain from the window next to him and dragged it along.

"HALT FIEND! " Kor was dumb enough to charge and once he was in range, a mettalic tube sprung up from the Slayer's left shoulder and bathed Kor in flames. "GYAAAAAAAAH!!!" in a matter of seconds, Kor was reduced to ash. The Slayer's gaze never left Gann as he slowly marched towards the caribou prince. When he reached Cadance, he simply draped the red fabric over her shoulders and continued forward.

"WHAT IS THIS INSOLENCE?" Gann roared in anger and stormed towards the newcomer. "I WILL HAVE YOUR-"

BLAM

The metallic weapon fired off and Gann's leg's were blown off from the knees down and the weapon disappeared in a reddish mist.

"AAAAAAAAAARGH-" Gann's agonizing scream was cut off when the Slayer grabbed him by the torso and flung him into a wall, the prince hitting it with a sickening crunch. Twilight and Cadance almost vomitted from the brutal display but to their shock, Luna's lips were graced with a warm smile. The Slayer finally reached Luna and to Cadance's surprise, the feeling of rage from the Slayer was replaced by love, something she didn't expect given the violence he displayed before.

"I've missed you. " Luna raised her hands towards the Slayer's helmet and it tilted down, almost as if ashamed. "Worry not, beloved, you are here now. " he raised his head and Luna could just barely see his eyes behind the visor. How she longed to see those eyes again. "Go. Finish it." the Slayer nodded before clutching the chains holding Luna and snapping them with ease. Once the Slayer got up and looked at Gann, the rage was back and Cadance knew what was coming next. "Look away Twilight. You do not wish to see what comes next. " but Twilight shook her head.

"No... I-I have to see. I need to see that monster die." the lavender alicorn couldn't believe the words she just uttered but she couldn't care less and neither Luna nor Cadance blamed her.

The Slayer slowly walked towards Gann, no weapons in hand.

"Y-you... I will kill you! " Gann was bleeding profusely from his severed legs but that didn't stop him. "I will take your head and use it as a shitting hole! " the Slayer was now a few feet away. "And then I'll take those alicorn bitches and MAKE THEM SCREAM MY NAME! URG!!! " the Slayer grabbed Gann's dick by the balls with an iron grip.

"Scream for me. " and he pulled on it hard, ripping it out in a mess of skin and blood.

"AAAAAAAAAAARGLUG- " as Gann screamed, the Slayer shoved Gann's own dick into his mouth and when it couldn't go down any more, he slammed his metallic boot under Gann's jaw and the caribou bit his own dick in half, the loose appendage falling to the floor while the need for air caused Gann to vomit out the rest. As if that wasn't brutal enough, the Slayer raised his left arm and a blade sprung out from the gauntlet. He pierced the blade right where the heart was and in one swift motion pulled it out before shoving it into Gann's mouth, the long blade going through Gann's skull and into the wall before retracting.

At this point, Cadance and Twilight couldn't hold it any longer and emptied their stomach on the marble floor. Luna kneeled down to the younger alicorn and rubbed her back in comfort. But the Slayer wasn't done. He grabbed Gann's lifeless body and dragged it towards the balcony, leaving a trail of blood behind him. Once there, he climbed onto the stone railing and held Gann over it by the neck. The Slayer observed the revitilazied forces of Equestria he gathered along the way, now calling themselves The Rebellion, fighting with the Caribou and he needed everypony's attention. The super shotgun materialized in his hand and he fired it once into the air. All fighting stopped and all eyes looked up to the Slayer holding the mangeld corpse of Gann. The vibrations made by the blast caused Gann's heart to fall out from his mouth.

"Run. " the Slayer let go and Gann's body fell from the balcony and splattered on the streets of Canterlot. Seeing their prince dead and splattered on the ground, the Caribou fled for their lives as the Rebellion chanted in victory.

"Rip and tear! Rip and tear! Rip and tear!"

2-Innocence lost

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The Crystal Empire has fallen onto hard times. Just as they ushered into an age of prosperity after the fall of Sombra and restored the Crystal Heart, a new tyrant has appeared. Sombra was now but a fond memory to the crystal ponies.

King Dainn and his army swept across the land with little to no resistance and spread their twisted and perverted idea of male dominance. Mares were now reduced to playthings and sex slaves, only good for sucking dick in the eyes of the caribou. The horrors and humiliation they had to endure would be spoken for generations to come. The once great Crystal Empire looked more akin to a breeding ground or rather, a whore house. Mares were being raped on every corner, dead bodies of stallions littered the streets as the caribou's demonic allies feasted on their flesh and bones. Eyes red from crying were looking at the remains of their loved ones being devouered while a caribou was plowing their marehoods with it's thick meat in a merciless fashion.

What did they do to deserve this? Did they anger the Goddess? Had she abandoned them?

All those question raced through their minds as they prayed for salvation. But hope had left them already. Their Princess had fallen, raped into climax, her husband beheaded before her eyes as Dainn filled Cadance with his seed. Not two days passed and Canterlot had fallen as well so Dainn decided to reward his oldest son with a gift. Cadance was sent to Canterlot so that his oldest son, Gann, can claim three princess' at once at cement himself as heir to his father's throne. When the news spread that even Celestia, who bravely lead the charge to stop the evil tyrant, was captured as well, the crystal ponies prayed for the sweet release of death.

The caribou were restless and each time one would grow tired of a mare, they would simply switch with another. No mare was spared, not even the young ones...

They spread their ideas and corruption through the Empire, priding that once the Crystal Cock was complete, every stallion in Equestria would realize their foolishness and embrace KIng Dainn as their true lord. Some stallions joined their cause willingly, afraid for their lives, and others couldn't resist the corruptive magic the caribou possessed. Husbands turned on wives, fathers turned on daughters and brothers plowed their sisters like there was no tomorrow.

"Oh yes! Take that you slut! " a crystal stallion hilted inside of his older sister and empited his balls into her womb. "That's for picking on me all the time! Who's tiny now, bitch? " The mare's tounge was hanging out in pure bliss, her brain lacking the capacity to form coherent sentences so she jusm babbled to herself and slumped to the ground as sperm flowed from her marehood.

"Nice work, kid! " a caribou next to him said with a thumbs up. Incidentally, he was ass-fucking the young stallions mother. "But listen, you need to treat your sluts well. For instance, this morning I woke up your mother with some oral sex. "

"Really? What'd she say? "

"Glug, glug, glug! " both burst into laughter as the stallion bursted inside of the mare. "Ahh shit that felt good. Here you go kid, saved you some MILF pussy. All moist and ready to go. " the mare eyes widened at what the caribou said.

"No! Son! Please NOOOOOO! " her scream echoed through the streets as the mare's own son plunged himself deep and pouned her with all his might.

"Hey! There's Gunnar! " a lone caribou was sprinting through the crystal streets, completely ignoring what was going around him. "Over here man! Got us a nice mother-daughter combo! " but Gunnar paid no mind to his comrade as he continued running towards his destination. Weaving through corpses, rapes and demons, Gunnar ran up the stairs that lead to the palace.

"Open the gates! I must speak with King Dainn at once! " the guard simply pointed their spears at him but Gunnar, with much dumb luck, managed to parry their spears with his sword and smash his way inside. "King Dainn! "

"AAAAAAAAAAH! " Gunnar wasn't sure if that was a scream of pain or pleasure. Either way, he decided to follow the screams. The halls of the castle were no different than the streets as the same scenes occured within. "YOU DIRTY BASTARD! "

"SILENCE SLUT! " Dainn's mighty voice rumbled through the castle and Gunnar knew which whore had the honor to clean his king's cock, the Sun slut herself. Now, normally interrupting the king while he was having fun meant certain death but Gunnar was lolyal to the cause until death. ANd what he had to share will have to reach the king or he will die trying. Taking a deep, and possibly final breath, Gunnar stormed into the room.

"Your majesty, I- " he never got to finish as Dainn slammed him into a nearby wall with the demonic magic his allies gifted him.

"YOU DARE INTERRUPT? " Dainn roared in rage, his massive cock pounding into Celestia's marehood forcing to her yet another orgasm. The once great and beautiful Princess Celestia looked no more than a backstreet slut in her current condition, beaten, bruised and chained to the ground.

"I-I-I b-b-brinnnngh gr-grave n-news from Cannn-Canterlot! " Gunnar was feeling the life slipping from his body and hoped that before his last breath he would convey his message. Dainn loosened the grip on the soldier so he could speak more clearly and Gunnar understood. "Canterlot has fallen. " Dainn's eyes widened in shock. "Gann is dead. " the king released his magic hold and Gunnar fell to the ground.

"WHAT? " Dainn pulled out of Celestia and she slumped to the floor, cherishing the little breather she got from this interruption. "Explain! "

"H-he come out of nowhere, sire! "

"HE? "

"Y-yes! Green armor, weapons we never saw before! " Gunnar felt the hold tighten once more. "He tore through us like we were nothing! Hundreds dead in moments! " Celestia's ears perked up and she raised her head slightly to observe the conversation, her breathing ragged and heavy.

"One man? ONLY ONE? " Dainn then grabbed Gunnar by the throat and lifted him up.

"Y-yes! "

"Impossible! "

"It's true! He left some of us alive to spread word! " Dainn flared his nostrils in rage and Gunnar felt the hot air burn his snout. "A unicorn bitch was all too happy to teleport me here so I can bring you this message! "

"So you fled? " Dainn asked with a low voice.

"S-sire! I only fled so I could- "

"LIKE A COWARD! " Dainn slammed Gunnar into the wall. "We do not bend our tails and run like some lowly mare! We fight until death! "

"I-I apologize! "

"Tell me who he is before I punish you for you cowardice! "

"W-we don't know! "

"YOU DON'T? " another wall slam and Gunnar felt like he was about to pass out. That's when both Gunnar and Dainn heard laughter from behind. It was Ceelstia. "Just sit tight you little slut, I'll get back to you soon. "

"He's finally here! " Celestia yelled as her laugh grew louder and her face showed relief for the first time.

"What are you on about? " Dainn released Gunnar from the choke hold and walked to Celestia. He grabbed her mane and lifted her up but Celestia still looked happy.

"Your end! He's coming for you Dainn! " Dainn slepped her hard across the cheek, yet she laughed still. "You can't hide from him! "

"WHO IS HE? " Dainn lost his patience and punched Celestia right on the nose. She collapsed to the ground and her laughing stopped. Blood flowed from her nostrils and as she looked up to Dainn, the king saw only one eye peeking through, defiance in them burning like the Sun itself.

"Your doom. " Dainn raised his hand to punch her once again but he was interrupted by another caribou bursting through another door on the right.

"Sire! "

"WHAT? " Dainn roared and demonice energy flared around his body and the newly arrived soldier fell on his ass from the force.

"I-it's your daughter, Astrid! " Dainn calmed down in an instant as he knew what this meant. "She's having another vision! " Dainn rushed past the soldier and went inside the room to see his only daughter Astrid lying motionlessly in bed, her eyes glowing white and chanting in an unknown language. "We've never seen this before. "

"Talk to me, oracle. " Dainn reached out when suddenly Astrid sat up and began speaking, her voice sounding almost demonic.

"In the first age, in the first battle, when the shadows first lengthened, one stood. Burned by the embers of Armageddon, his soul blistered by the fires of Hell and tainted beyond ascension, he chose the path of perpetual torment. In his ravenous hatred he found no peace and with boiling blood he scoured the Umbral Plains seeking vengeance against the dark lords who had wronged him. He wore the crown of the Night Sentinels, and those that tasted the bite of his sword named him... The Doom Slayer. " all caribou visibly stiffened and took a step away from the bed as Dainn remained motionless. Astrid's head slowly turned towards her father and she spoke once more. "He will bring death to all who follow you." as she uttered those words, Astrid's eyes lost their glow and returned to their natural blue. She blinked a few times and realized her father was mere inches away.

"My king- " before Astrid could finish her sentence, Dainn slapped her and the young doe fell unconcious on the bed.

"What does this mean sire? " Dainn looked away from his daughter and scowled.

"Her prophecies always come true. " Dainn and the few others walked out of the room and closed the door. "But it is just one man. He cannot stand against our entire army. He cannot stand against ME! " another burst of red energy sent a shockwave through the palace, stopping all in their tracks. Except for Celestia who was now chuckling darkly. In his already pissed off state, Dainn marched towards her but as soon as he got close Celestia's mane burst into flames, her pupils became a slit and fangs grew in her mouth. She lunged at Dainn but her chains held her back from biting the mad king.

"ALL OF YOU WILL BURN!!! "

Canterlot was safe. The Slayer tore through the demons and caribou as if they were paper. He marched through the castle and turned to paste anyone who was unlucky enough to find himself in his path. In a brutal display, he killed Gann and presented his body to the caribou before tossing it away like it was a piece of chewed gum.

Demons and caribou scattered quickly, fleeing for their lives against the mighty one man army. The Rebellion chased them out of the city and flushed out any who thought they could hide. Seeing the city free, The Slayer jumped down from the balcony and landed in the main square. He took in the sight of the Equestrians fightning back before sitting down on the ledge of a fountain. And now, all was quiet...

The ponies were gratefull the Slayer freed them, but the way in which he did it made them wonder if he was a bigger monster than the caribou and demons. Brutally efficient and merciless, appearing as if he took great joy in tearing apart caribou and shooting demons full of holes. Caribou that begged for mercy got the most painful of deaths, a reward for not giving mercy themselves. Barons and Knights of hell storming the Slayer only to be mowed down by his chaingun. Imp's body parts were flying all over the place when his combat shotgun went full auto and the chainsaw cut every Pinky with the precision of a trained butcher. The ponies feared him, and the Slayer knew it. It was just like last time...

"Why is he just sitting there? " Twilight asked from her sitting position at the stairs that lead into Canterlot Castle, her right hand hugging Cadance in a comforting manner, the pink alicorn still shrouded with the curtain the Slayer gave her.

"He is sad. " Luna replied from a few feet away, handing out blankets and food to the unfortunate mares and stallions that suffered through the horror.

"I'm sorry, Princess Luna, did you just say he was sad? " Twilight did a double-take. Was he even capable of such an emotion?

"Indeed, young Twilight. I believe I know my husband the best. " the lunar princess gave out the last blanket she had and left the rest to the maids before walking over to the lavender alicorn.

"That's another thing! Husband? I didn't know you were married! " Twilight threw her arms up in frustration. She was supposed to know everything.

"Not many do. " Luna said calmly and observed the blood stained streets of Canterlot. "The cleaners shall have a field day with this. "

"Why is he sad? " for the first time since she arrived in Canterlot, Cadance spoke. Quietly, meekly, her head still hanging low. Luna sat down next to Cadance and put a comforting arm on her shoulder.

"Look around, dear niece, and tell me what you see. " Cadance raised her head slightly upon hearing Luna's calm voice and looked around. Ponies were helping each other, passing around food, water and supplies. They were mourning the dead and hoisting their bodies on carts to carry them away for burial. But Cadance noticed an atmosphere of fear radiating off the ponies and saw that nopony dared to get within thirty feet of the Slayer. They were terrified of him. And yet, Luna's words rang true. Cadance felt sadness coming from the Slayer and she couldn't understand it.

"They're afraid of him... "

"Yes. And he hates it. " Luna confirmed before continuing. "When he first arrived here over a thousand years ago, he said this place made him feel calm, at peace. "

"In Harmony... " Cadance added.

"Correct. " Luna nodded and looked at her husband in sympathy. "But he is who he is and ponies are not used to such violence. Equestria became his home long ago but it's hard for him to be accepted." then Luna looked at Twilight. "He is capable of many emotions. Sadness, happiness, jealousy and yes, even love. " she turned her gaze back towards the Slayer. "We can't change who we are, but that doesn't mean that's all we will ever be. " Twilight lowered her head and thought about Luna's words. "Why he chose this path is not for me to tell. Perhaps after all this is over, he will share his story with you. Perhaps then you will understand what Equestria means to him. " after a minute of silence, Twilight spoke again.

"Is he even a pony?" Twilight observed his biceps that weren't covered by the armor and saw only scarred skin devoid of any fur. His armored boots didn't fit the shape of their hooved legs so the chances that he was a pony were very slim. Luna smiled at Twilight's question and waved over a unicorn filly with a white coat that was walking by, her bunny paw shaped cutie mark visible through her torn dress.

"You are about to find out. " Luna said with mirth and the filly approached.

"Yes, your majesty? " the filly asked, her eyes star-struck that Luna called her over.

"What is your name, little one? "

"It's Daisy , your majesty. " Luna smiled at the nervous filly.

"Please, call me Luna. " Daisy almost fainted when she heard that. "Could you do me a favor? " Daisy nodded vigorously and Luna pulled out an apple from a nearby basket. "Could you please take this and give it to mister Slayer over there? " and now Daisy went white as a sheet. Luna leaned in closer to the filly and talked with a calm and reassuring tone. "My husband is a very nice stallion. You have nothing to fear. " when Luna pulled back she saw Daisy's jaw was wide open in shock and the filly's head frantically turned from the Slayer to Luna multiple times. "Go on. I'm sure he'll appreciate the gesture. " Daisy took the apple from Luna's hand, made a deep breath and slowly walked towards the Slayer. Everpony stopped what they were doing when they saw the small filly approach the Slayer.

"Umm... Mister Slayer? " the Slayer's helmet turns and the visor's sight lands on the small filly. Daisy went rigid before shakily presenting the apple to the Slayer. "L-Luna asked me to give you this. " nopony dared to breathe as they awaited the Slayer's move. He stayed motionless, his eyes scanning the crowd, hidden behind the visor. After what seemed like hours to the ponies, the Slayer moved. His hands went up to his helmet and hisses were heard as it detached from the rest of the armor. He grabbed the helmet and took it off, setting it aside.

Instead of the face of a monster they expected, the ponies saw what they could describe as a hairless ape. His features were hard and chiseled, some mares dared think even handsome. He appeared to be young, then again they didn't know his species, but his blue eyes showed great experience and wearyness. His mane was a dark gold, shaved completely on the sides and pulled back into a short ponytail at the back with a dark blue feather woven into it.

His arm reached for the apple in Daisy's hand and he gently took it. Everypony held their breath as the Slayer inspected the apple and after finding it to be satisfactory, he split it in two and gave one half to Daisy who accepted it, her hands a little less shaky. Both bit into the apple and savored it's delicious taste, making everypony sigh in relief.

Once the apple was eaten, the Slayer held out his hand and formed a fist towards Daisy. The filly knew what that meant and smiled widely. She bumped his fist and the Slayer, upon pulling back, spread his fingers and wiggled them in a whimsical fashion. He was smiling. Daisy waved goodbye before rushing to her mother who embraced her in a tight hug, all the while her peers were saying who cool that was.

"See, Twilight? He is more than you think. " Luna said with a warm smile and Twilight bowed her head in shame. As Princess of Friendship she was not supposed to judge others for their differences and yet she did that with their savior, however brutal he may be.

The Slayer stood up when he heard the sounds of dozens of hooves marching towards him. The civilians made way for the Rebellion as more than fifty formed up before the Slayer and kneeled, right fist over their hearts, eyes burning with fire. The Slayer knew what that meant and spoke.

"One hour. "

"YES, SIR! " the warriors rose up and went off to get ready for the incoming battles. They knew the Slayer will do all the work so they went to prepare medicine and supplies for victims and survivors.

"Now if you'll excuse me- " Luna rose to her hooves. "-I have yet to properly greet my husband. " she tried to look regal, composed, like royalty should but each step got quicker as she neared him. Each step closer a new tear of happiness slid down her cheek. The Slayer saw her coming and prepared himself, a knowing smirk on his lips. He spread his arms and embraced Luna as she slammed into him, hugging him fiercly and then kissing him with a passion she bottled up for over a thousand years. Not even the stench of blood and gore coming from his armor could stop her from kissing him senseless. Her husband was finally home.

Cadance watched Luna and the Slayer leave towards a nearby house and close the door behind them. A sense of loneliness came over her when she remembered that she'll never see her husband again. Her hands were trembling, fingers twitching and convulsing with anger. Her daughter was still out there but luckily in safe hands, handed to Tempest Shadow to guard her in the last moment. Cadance saw them escape to safety, she held back the caribou to give them a chance. That didn't mean that Flurry Heart was completely safe, no, not until the caribou and demons were still walking around. These monsters needed to be dealt with.

Lost in her thoughts, Cadance could faintly hear Twilight talking to her but her brain didn't register it. Anger and sadness began to build up into a fiery rage that she felt consume her. Startling her sister-in-law, Cadance stood up and marched towards the Rebellion soldiers, Twilight's voice fading out completely, her attempts at stopping the pink alicorn proving useless.

It was no surprise to the Slayer that as soon as the door closed, Luna was on him again. He didn't mind.

But there was work to be done, his home had to be liberated. Summoning together every ounce of resistance he had, he pulled his head back.

"Luna." hearing him call her name made Luna pull back as well. She looked into his eyes as time seemed to stand still. It has been a thousand years since they last saw each other and she wanted nothing more than to have him bend her over the table and fuck her brains out. Like in the good old days...

But she understood his meaning. Equestria needed him and he was all too happy to respond.

A little reluctant, Luna sighed and with a last quick kiss, she took a step back. Her previously happy expression now took on a sour note.

"Where were you?" she asked harshly and crossed her arms. The Slayer said nothing, he knew what he'd done. "You said you would return within a year." the Slayer looked to the side.

"They caught me." Luna's expression immediately softened. "I got overconfident. Walked into a trap. They brought down a temple on me." he removed his right gauntlet and showed her the carvings on his palms. "Sealed me away."

"How did you escape?" she took his hand in her's and gently carressed it.

"The UAC made it into Hell. Found my coffin and took it for research. When shit hit the fan, they released me."

"Then what happened?" the Slayer's response was only a quick smirk and Luna nodded in understanding. Before she could ask more, the Slayer materialized something in his hand. Luna would recognize it anywhere.

"They killed Cerberus."

"Oh my love..." she hugged him tightly but he didn't move.

"I remember when you gave him to me." he said staring at the collar. "Tiny beast. Didn't stop him from trying to tear my arm off." Luna pulled back and placed a hand on his cheek.

"They will pay. All of them." the collar vanished from the Slayer's hand and Luna retracted her hand. "They came out of nowhere." she began explaining and slowly walked around the tiny house they were in. "Tia and I recognized the demons immediately. We thought we had destroyed every record of them ever being here. Somepony had to had knowledge of hell and gave them to the caribou." the Slayer's head tilted ever so slightly. "The Caribou were... Nothing. A very small and reclusive species and not much was known. Their mares, or does as they call them, were still subjugated but not to this extent. We had enough trouble in Equestria and it was not our place to impose our beliefs on others, lest we risk war." Luna sat down on a chair, the Slayer joining her across the table and putting his helmet on it. "Even if Hell aided them, the caribou struck with great efficiency and precision."

"You suspect treason, Miss Luna?" a disembodied voice spoke and Luna jumped in her seat. "Forgive my interruption. I am VEGA. It is a pleasure to meet you." Luna managed to trace the voice to the Slayer's helmet and looked at her husband in confusion.

"Later."

"RIght." she blinked her eyes in confusion but continued. "And that is correct, VEGA. Some stallions joined the caribou in their attrocities, willing or other-wise. The corrupted will be treated and their minds cleared. The traitors however..." Luna then began very vividly explaining the fate of traitors and her voice faded out as the Slayer watched his wife. Images of times past flashed through the Slayer's mind, his wife by his side, fighting against the hordes of Hell in a beautiful dance of death. Not what he imagined his honeymoon to be.

"You look good." he suddenly said and Luna smiled warmly.

"Thank you, beloved." Luna extended her hands and grabbed his. "Before we march, tell me... What happened after you awoke?"

The said hour had passed and the Rebellion, together with their princess and the Doom Slayer, were gathered at the entrance to Canterlot. THe train was out of operation so they will have to walk to Ponyville. Luna assigned Twilight and Cadance to tend to Canterlot and treat any civillians that they send their way. But Cadance was nowhere to be found...

All awaited the practically mandatory speech before a march to war. Many had wondered about the armor Luna was wearing but seeing the design, they concluded it was a gift from the Slayer. There was a staff on her back that didn't look too dangerous and a weapon holstered on her right hip.

"TROOPS!" Luna bellowed in the Royal Canterlot Voice, being pleasantly satisfied when none had flinched. "TODAY MARKS THE TURNING POINT IN OUR WAR WITH THE ACCURSED CARIBOU AND THEIR DEMONIC ALLIES! TODAY, WE MARCH ACROSS EQUESTRIA AND CRUSH THE MONSTERS UNDER OUR HOOVES! TODAY, WE TAKE BACK OUR LAND AND OUR FREEDOM!" the crowd cheered loudly, their swords and axes held high.

"Rip and tear! Rip and tear! Rip and tear!" the Rebellion troops chanted loudly and Luna grabbed the staff from her back and raised it as well. From the top, a curved piece of metal sprung out and red argent energy came forth, forming a scythe as it pulsed with power.

"FOR EQUESTRIA!" Luna bellowed once more and the troops roared even louder. "WE MARCH TO PONYVILLE! LET NO CARIBOU OR DEMON ALIVE!" she lowered her argent powered scythe and powered it down. The troops began marching towards them but the Slayer and Luna remained in place. Ponies simply went around them until the Slayer stopped one that tried too hard not to be seen. The pony was shrouded in a cape with a hood, thinking they would not be seen. Luna already knew who it was.

The Slayer pulled back the hood and saw Cadance.

"I'm coming with you." the pink alicorn said with determination.

"No." the Slayer said firmly.

"Yes, I am!" Cadance threw away her coat and hood, revealing the Royal Guard armor she was wearing. "Do you think I'll just sit by while my little filly is out there with those monsters still around?" the marching troops stooped after hearing something was going on behind them. "SHE'S ALL I HAVE LEFT!" Cadance cried out, tears slowly flowing on her cheeks. "Shiny is gone... I... I can't lose her too." Cadance hung her hed low, her mane obscuring her tear stained face.

"Alright." the Slayer's response caught everypony by surprise. Cadance lifted her head, ready to thank him, before the Slayer grabbed her hands and forced them around a metallic object. Cadance looked down and saw it was a weapon, one similar to what Luna had. What came next caused everypony to hold their breath. The Slayer, still holding her hands, raised them up to his head. "Shoot me." Cadance's face drained of all color.

"W-what..." Cadance stammered out and looked at Luna for help. The Princess of the Night said nothing.

"Do it." the Slayer even pulled the trigger for her and held it down for the charged shot. "Ponies know nothing of taking a life. Peace and harmony rule these lands. Wars are only tales." he took a step forward and clenched her hands tighter, making Cadance wince from the grip. "You will throw your life away by going. You're not a soldier. Never will be."

"I won't shoot you!" Cadance cried out and tried to pull away but to no avail.

"Is that what you'll do when a demon comes for you?"

"N-No! I'll-"

"When an imp tries to tear you apart?"

"You're not my enemy!"

"Your friends are enemies now." this caused Cadance to stop squirming. "Will you hesitate when someone beyond help comes for you?"

"I... I won't." Cadance said meekly.

"Then prove me wrong. SHOOT ME!"

"I CAN'T!" Cadance screamed and managed to tear her hands away, throwing the gun to the ground and burying her face in her hands as she cried once more. The Slayer turned away and went towards the troops.

"If your husband had some spine, he may have lived." after he said that, Cadance felt something snap inside her. All the repressed emtions she held inside were now boiling until breaking point. How dare he say that? He knew nothing of her Shiny! He knew NOTHING!

"RAAAAAAAAGH!" with a feral scream, Cadance grabbed the gun from the ground and fired the still charged shot in the back of the Slayer's helmet. As soon as the shot hit, Cadance paled to the point of looking dead. The Slayer stopped in his tracks and time seemed to as well. None dared breathe as they waited for the Slayer to do something. He turned. Cadance lowered the gun. Marching towards Cadance, the troops made peace with the fact that they will be losing a princess today. When he was a few steps away, Cadance closed her eyes and waited for her inevitable doom.

She felt the gun being ripped out of her hands. But then something bigger and heavier was pushed towards her and she insticntively grabbed onto it. Realizing she was still alive, Cadance opened her eyes and saw another weapon.

"Scream. Aim. Fire." the Slayer said before once again turning away and setting way to Ponyville. The Slayer didn't look back as he motinied for Cadance to follow him. Cadance stood there, her body still frozen as Luna approached.

"Congratulations, my dear Cadance. " Luna patted her on the shoulder. "You are the first to shoot my husband in the head and live to tell about it."

2.5-Omake

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Not many knew that Tartarus was more than just a prison for the most evil of evildoers Equestria had to offer. If one would venture deep into this prison, one would find a large door, or more accurately, something reminiscent of a castle gate. The gate itself was gigantic, closed off with many locks, wooden beams and heavy chains. This was the gate to Hell.

It's purpose was simple. Nothing gets in or out. And so it stood there for over a thousand years, undisturbed by ponykind, it's exsitance known only to a few.

We find ourselves today before that very gate, still closed off, with two imps acting as guards.

"Hey, Ungrzkh?" one asked the other.

"What?" his comrade asked in annoyance.

"Why are we here?"

"For the last time, Grrghk, we're guarding the gate." Ungrzkh replied with a hiss.

"But why?" Ungrzkh groaned and restrained himself from ripping Grrghk's throat out.

"So that if the Slayer comes, we can stop him."

"But we can't stop him! We're imps!"

"I know that numbskull!" Ungrzkh slapped him upside the head. "Just shut up and be ready for a potentially very painful death!" Grrghk looked at the ground and kicked away a pebble. A couple of moments passed until Grrghk spoke again.

"You ever seen him?"

"Who? The Slayer? Yes." Ungrzkh scoffed but then looked away. "From like, 50 miles away through a telescope."

"What's he like?"

"He is rage. Brutal. Without mercy."

"Think I've heard that somewhere before..."

"I saw him kill three Barons of Hell with a pencil." Grrghk blinked in confusion.

"How'd he get a pencil in Hell?"

"Well I don't fucking know!" Ungrzkh threw his arms up. "He's the goddamned Doom Slayer! Probably took it from the Boss himself!"

"Boss has to do paperwork?" Ungrzkh face palmed hard and slowly dragged his clawed hand sacross his face.

"I swear, if the Slayer doesn't come here first, I will-"

WHAM

"Where's that music coming from?" Grrghk asked looking around.

"Oh for fuck's sake..." Ungrzkh looked at the collossal door.

WHAM

"You and your big mouth, Ungrzkh." Grrghk scolded the other imp who was just about boiling at this point.

WHAM

The chains and wooden beams were slowly giving way under the unrelenting force that was trying to come through.

"Should we call for back up?" Grrghk asked scratching his head.

"Three Barons, one pencil. This rainbow puked world is full of pencils." Ungrzkh replied as one wooden beam got lodged off and flew dangerously close to him.

"Soooo, that's a no?" another beam with a chain attached almost took Grrghk's head off. Ungrzkh put his hands together and looked up.

"Oh please Maykr, let him die first so I can watch." the door finally cracked under the blows from the other side and sprung open, revealing a familiar figure in green armor.

"He looks pissed." Grrghk remarked as the Slayer looked around the cave, hearing the demons talk as screeches and growls.

"He's always pissed." Ungrzkh replied and charged a fireball.

"Yeah..." then Grrghk pulled out a collar behind his back, the mark of the Slayer on the tag. "Probably shouldn't tell him we killed his dog." the fireball in Ungrzkh's hand died out.

"What?" Ungrzkh looked at the collar in disbelief.

"Yeah. I took this as a trophy after I choked one of the heads with it." Grrghk said proudly. "Not so scary after I-" he didn't get to finish his sentence beacuse of the Slayer's blade cutting his head clean off. Ungrzkh smiled, a tear running down his cheek.

"Thank you, Maykr." and his head was torn in half by the Slayer's iron grip.

The two lifeless imp bodies fell to the ground and the Slayer picked up the collar Grrghk was holding. He burned them to ash with his shoulder cannon just for good measure. The Slayer stared at the collar in his hand, his body trembling with rage. Angry or not, he couldn't just leave the door to Hell open so he went towards it and cleared the dirt in front, revealing a carving in the stone.

"Marshmallow." how Luna managed to convince him that this will be the incantation was beyond him. Still, the phrase did it's job and all the torn pieces off the door returned back, undamaged and the gate was sealed once again.

The Slayer turned on his heel and made his way through the prison towards the exit. After a few minutes of walking he heard whimpering and that could only mean one thing. He got into a full-on sprint and raced towards the source. He ran past an empty cage and towards the downed behemoth known as Cerberus. Skidding to a halt and kneeling beside the beast, he took of his helmet and petted the last living head of Cerberus.

"Cerberus..." the dog instantly recognized it's master and leaned it's head closer. The Slayer knew it was on it's last breaths and hugged the dog's large head. "It's okay. You can rest now." he stayed with him until the end. Once the guardian of Tartarus took his last breath, the Slayer closed it's eyes, grabbed his helmet and stood up.

With slow and heavy steps, he continued his trek towards the exit and saw sunlight coming from afar. Moments later he was out in the open and took a deep breath.

But there was work to be done. He could see smoke in the distance and could feel that harmony was distrubed. The Slayer put his helmet back on and the HUD appeared on his visor.

"Argent energy readings positive. Demonic invasion in progress." came the voice of VEGA. The Slayer grit his teeth and the combat shotgun metrialized in his hands. "There are no satellites to provide GPS location." the Slayer didn't need directions. He knew where he was.

He was home.

3-Dance of death

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The road to Ponyville wasn't a long one, by Luna's estimation it would take them a few hours at the most and arrive just after nightfall. Perfect for a surprise attack. Not that it mattered to the Slayer. They had to reach Ponyville as the train was held up there and then take it all the way north to the Crystal Empire.

The Rebellion was full of energy and enthusiasm, brought on by the Slayer himself as it gave them the feeling they could take back Equestria. While they regarded him with initial fear at first, seeing as the Slayer would tear apart demons and caribou with his bare hands, once they realized he was on their side and took back Canterlot all by himself, the ponies pledged their lives to his service. The Slayer didn't need followers or back-up since he was a one-man army but it felt nice that the ponies weren't screaming and running away in fear from him. Still, they were adamant about following him and Luna suggested it would be a good idea to raise morale of the populace and allow ponies to fight for their land. The Slayer made it his second top priority to keep everypony alive.

The first priority was saving Celestia. Seeing what the caribou were doing to the mares, the Slayer had a pretty good idea of what Dainn was doing to Celestia right now. It made his blood boil.

She was his sister-in-law. Family. Noone touches his family and lives to tell about it.

The two sisters were the first friends he made upon his first arrival in these lands. Their relationship was rocky at first but after repelling the demonic threat from Equestria and taking a vacation, forced on by Celestia, the Slayer came to call Equestria home. It was also during the invasion that he and Luna grew closer together. While Celestia was a capable warrior in her own right, it was Luna that was the superior one. After seeing what the demons were doing to her subjects, Luna displayed a rage and ferocity in battle very similar to the Slayer.

While at first reluctant about the growing feelings between Luna and the Slayer, Celestia realized that the two were meant for each other and most importantly, needed eachother. Luna managed to get the Slayer to calm his rage and enjoy life a little, while he was the friend and lover that Luna needed. It was evident how much Luna needed him by his side as two years after his departure, Nightmare Moon appeared. The young alicorn was sad, lonely, depressed and then bitter, angry and resentful. She felt that ponies didn't appreciate her, like she wasn't needed while she did so much for them. But in reality that was not the case. The ponies loved their princesses equally and were genuinely worried about their reclusive Princess of the Night. They knew it was her husband's absence that made her depressed and all of their efforts were in vain.

It all culminated in Nightmare Moon and as Luna spent a thousand years in banishment, time passed in Equestria and the memory of the Slayer faded away. Some hoped he would return and reunite the sisters once again but he never did. Some thought he died, never to return. Others said he heard about Nightmare Moon and got disgusted by his wife, leaving her forever. Celestia didn't believe the gossip and hoped that one morning she would see him at the gates of Canterlot in that green armor of his, covered in demonic blood, asking for his wife. The Solar alicorn also dreaded that day as she would have to explain, to probably the most powerful and dangerous creature in existance, why she imprisoned his wife on the moon.

Luna also pondered on these thoughts upon her return. Knowing him, he'd demand Celestia returned her to Equestria and the three of them have a long talk. Ponies back then would probabably think he'd disembowel Celestia for her actions against Luna. Her husband was a reasonable man. Well, most of the time.

In the short time they spent inside that house in Canterlot, he told Luna in a very, very short summary of what happened and where he was after being set free. Had the circumstances been any different, she would first punch him, then kiss him, yell a little then kiss him again. Rinse and repeat until her tears stopped flowing.

Speaking of husbands, she looked over to Cadance who was walking beside her. She was clutching the white plasma rifle the Slayer gave her like her life depended on it. Well, it most certainly did but there was something else. Cadance was not a soldier yet she was adamant about coming along. The Slayer did his non-violent best, to make Cadance stay in Canterlot, to show her she is not a warrior. But there was something that the Slayer saw in Cadance and decided to give her one last chance. He delivered a very low blow but in doing so it brought up that which the Slayer saw in her. Anger, love, strength. That's why Cadance was giving him the stink eye as they walked towards Ponyville.

"He didn't mean what he said." Luna told Cadance who was trying to burn holes in the back of the Slayer's helmet.

"That still doesn't make it right." Cadance spit out and Luna sighed.

"Look, my husband can be a little..." she waved her hand around, trying to find the right word. "Insensitive, at times."

"That's putting it lightly."

"But know that he was trying to keep you safe." even Cadance knew that but the comment about Shiny was uncalled for. "But by saying what he did, he wanted to see if you could put your bits where your mouth is." Luna put a hand on her niece's shoulder gently. "And by shooting him, you proved that you are willing to fight death itself to avenge your husband."

"And if I hadn't shot him?"

"Then you wouldn't be here, marching to Ponyville, with this." Luna pointed at the plasma rifle Cadance was carrying. "He wouldn't think any less of you if you hadn't shot him." she then looked at the Slayer who was walking in front, super shotgun at the ready. "I'd say you made a new friend."

"That still doesn't excuse him from what he said." Cadance told Luna, though her expression softened a little.

"It most certainly does not. And we will have a talk about your manners, dear husband!" Luna finished a little louder and if you looked very closely, you could notice there was a quick hitch in the Slayer's step. Cadance managed to notice it and giggled.

Night was drawing closer and Luna felt her heart ease when the Sun began to move in the sky. It meant Celestia was still alive. She stopped in place and closed her eyes, letting the magic manifest from her horn and the Moon was slowly rising to take it's place in the skay. Even the caribou savages knew that the order of nature had to be kept. Tonight, Luna decided to shroud her Moon with clouds to give only the most neccesary light for their journey.

Then the Slayer suddenly stopped and so did his entire company.

"Why'd we stop?" one soldier asked from the back only to be shushed by another. The Slayer was looking around slowly, the grip on his weapon tightening. The company stood in total silence and didn't dare move. Then a branch cracked in the bushes. The Slayer suddenly spun in the direction of the sound and fired off the meat hook from his shotgun. The hook went mere inches past a soldier before disappearing into thin air in front of his eyes and blood spurting out of nowhere.

"What the-AAAAAAH!" he began screaming when a grotesque, pink demon metrialized in front of him, the hook embedded through it's throat and gurgling for air as blood flowed from the wound. The ponies all recoiled at the sight of the creature and readied their weapons. The pinky clawed against the wound in an attempt to pull the hook out but his effortes were cut short when a whirring sound drew closer and a scythe made of Argent sliced it's head off. The head fell to the ground as the body collapsed where it stood and painted the grass red. The Slayer approached the dead pinkie and smashed it's head with his boot, sending bloody remains flying off to the side.

"I don't remember these being invisible." said Luna and returned her scythe on her back. Cadance was left frozen in place, clutching her rifle tightly and not daring to move.

"The UAC made some. This is different." the Slayer commented. "Evolution."

"Splendid." Luna sighed and adressed the troops. "Stay on your hooves and keep your ears peeled for any-"

"AAAAAAAAAARGHH!!!" one unfortunate soul was caught by a pinky, the invisible teeth tearing into him and splitting him in half with one bite. The demon didn't even try to hide anymore and made itself visible, giving out that familiar bull-like screech of his and suddenly charging towards the other ponies. Faster than the eye could see, the Slayer dashed into the pinky's path and grabbed it by the head, holding it in place. The demon struggled to get free but the Slayer's grip was solid. With a quick jerk, the pinky's neck snapped and it fell to the ground in a heap. Not leaving anything to chance, the soldiers drew their weapons and stabbed at the demon for good measure.

"How are we supposed to fight these things if we can't see them?" one soldier asked with anger. The Slayer walked towards the fallen soldier and stared at the lifeless remains. He knelt down and closed the pony's eyes with his fingers.

"You don't." he then got up and looked at the dead pinkies. "Stay here. Be on your guard. I'll call when it's safe."

"How will we know when it's safe?" Cadance asked. The Slayer looked at Cadance and the pink alicorn somehow knew the answer already.

"When the screaming stops."

Celestia barely kept herself conscious after lowering the Sun. Dainn had been relentless in violating her, she even lost consciousness a couple of times and awoke to find Dainn still pounding her with vigor. Her body gave in to the pleasure, orgasm after orgasm until she could no longer think straight. She was disgusted with herself. And tomorrow the torment would begin again.

Eventually, Dainn tired out or got bored with her and left to somewhere in the castle. It gave her time to heal. And to cry.

She cried like never before in her life. The pain and humiliation piled up until she could no longer hold it in. Celestia knew her attack would prove fruitless in the end, dozens would die and she would get captured. But she also knew it had to be her and not Luna, for if Luna was in her place, there wouldn't be much of the Crystal Empire or Equestria left to save. Not after the Slayer was done.

The two were close friends and Celestia knew the Slayer wasn't going to stop until she was safe. So for the time being, she will have to endure. For her sister. For Equestria. Until it is done.

So she sat there in the dark, cheeks stained with tears and the occasional hiccup that escaped from her sobbing. Celestia was alone.

"Hey." a quiet gentle voice spoke, startling her, her chains rattling from the sudden jolt. "Shhhh! They'll hear you." the voice was given a face when a candle was lit and Celestia recognized Astrid, Dainn's only daughter.

"What do you want?" Celestia spat out and turned her back towards the young doe. "Go away."

"I'm here to help you." Astrid said gently and moved herself to once again look at Celestia.

"Why would you help me?" Celestia narrowed her eyes and barred her teeth. "You're on of them!"

"I am not like those savages!" Astrid snarled back. "You ponies are not the only ones that suffer. Us does have been treated like playthings for centuries." Celestia's glare softened and Astrid continued. "Noone deserves to be treated like this. Noone." Astrid choked out and closed her eyes.

"Did he-" Celestia began but Astrid interrupted her.

"No. He couldn't afford it." the way Astrid said it left Celestia confused. "Here, let me heal you. It will take some pain away." Astrid's hands then glowed a gentle golden light and Celestia could feel some of the pain recede at the touch.

"What magic is this?" Celestia asked in wonder. She knew healing magic but this felt different, not like the magic of Harmony.

"It's mine." Astrid answered simply and moved her hands to another spot.

"Why are you helping me? If your father finds out-"

"He's not my father!" Astrid growled through her teeth and stopped her healing. "That monster is not my father. He is nothing but a murdering rapist. If I wasn't special, I'd probably be in chains right beside you."

"Special?" Celestia asked, now intrigued by Astrid's words.

"I have... Visions. Some are set in stone, others are... Possibilities." Astrid answered and sighed deeply. "I can feel them coming but I can't control them. I can supress some of them but ultimately they still take control of me as it's very taxing. When they happen I enter a trance and go along for the ride." the young doe then looked to the side in shame. "You could say I helped Dainn with his conquest. Anything that would pose a threat to Dainn, I warned him about it." Celestia, having wielded the Elements of Harmony, felt that Astrid was telling the truth. "That's why they still haven't, you know..." Astrid quickly glanced at Celestia and the alicorn understood what she meant. "It's an ancient magic that works as long as I remain pure."

"It's not your fault." Celestia gently placed her hand on Astrid's cheek.

"I still feel responsible. If I managed to control the visions, maybe all of this wouldn't have happened."

"And maybe things would have been worse." Celestia was now facing Astrid and spoke in a comforting manner. "Perhaps, he would suffer a defeat early on. Maybe he would've been killed and his sons would burn Equestria to the ground. Even here, in chains, we still live and hope."

"You hope the Slayer comes."

"He is already here." Celestia stated with a light smirk that confused Astrid. "You were unconscious when the news came."

"Oh..." Astrid then sighed in relief. "That means I managed to hold it off long enough."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I said I can supress some of them, right?" Celestia nodded in response. "I began having visions of the Slayer just as Dainn's conquest began."

"That wouldn't by any chance be when the demons arrived?" Astrid blinked in surprise.

"Actually, yes." Celestia nodded in understanding.

"Where Hell goes, he follows." the alicorn then said something the Slayer told her over a thousand years ago, albeit with changed wording now. "They knew he would come, as he always had, as he always will, to feast on the blood of the wicked."

"For he alone could draw strength from his fallen foes, and ever his power grew, swift and unrelenting." Astrid continued and Celestia was taken by surprise. Astrid sctratched her cheek sheepishly. "I had different visions and this sounded very familiar." both laughed lightly before settling down.

"Where are the guards?" Celestia asked and Astrid scowled.

"Probably off to rape some poor mare." her hands tightened into fists. "If only I was stronger-" Celestia put a finger over Astrid's lips.

"Carrying unnecessary blame will bring you only more pain. I would suggest you focus your anger into making an escape." Astrid's ears fell flat on her head.

"Escape is impossible."

"Nothing is impossible, only improbable." Celestia corrected and Astrid tilted her head in confusion. "When the Slayer first defended Equestria, he, Luna and I were faced against a horde of demons. They outnumbered us a thousand to one. I said it was impossible to win. You know what he said?"

"Improbable?"

"Yes, but in his own way." Celestia then smirked in memory. "He said he liked those odds. On that day, I realized that nothing is impossible."

No further resistance was encountered as the Slayer, Luna and Cadance walked through the forest. Cadance was adamant about going and seeing as they were losing time, the Slayer let her tag along. The two pinkies they encountered must have been hunting alone and since the forest was quiet it would appear the soldiers they left behind were still alive.

After walking for about twenty minutes, the Slayer slightly increased his pace. Luna and Cadance followed along.

"We are near Ponyville." Luna stated before turning to Cadance. "Remember, no mercy." Cadance gulped before nodding, clutching her plasma rifle tighter. Not long after they came to a clearing and finally saw Ponyville. The little town looked like a mess. Houses were still on fire, corpses littered the streets and the caribous soldiers were having their twisted fun in the streets.

There were about a dozen caribou out on the streets and he assumed more were inside. Then there was the problem of the demons, possesed soldiers with actual guns, who were aimlessly wandering around. And last but not least, the mares who were in the middle of it all. He usually fought alone and didn't have to worry about others. Now he had to be as effective and fast as possible, making sure he doesn't hurt the innocent. Challenge accepted.

Readying his pistol, he dashed towards the first caribou. Grabbing him by the neck and tearing him away from the mare he was violating, the Slayer moved forward and used him as a shield as the possesed UAC soldiers fired at him. WIth great precision, every headshot took out a soldier, while the caribou's he was holding was turned to swiss cheese. The gun disappeared and was replaced with the combat shotgun. He threw the caribou into another, sending him crashing to the ground and before the other could comprehend what was going on, the Slayer blew his head off with a point-blank shot.

"Get him!" one of the caribous shouted, not particularly fazed by the gruesome death of his two comrades. He swung his battleaxe at the Slayer, only to have his hand caught mid-swing and receive a facefull of lead. The headless torso alligned perfectly with the head of a caribou behind him and the Slayer simply fired again and brain matter splattered everywhere.

It would seem the noise got the attention of others and so dozens of caribou began pouring out to the main street from various alleys. The mares that were finally freed from their torment dashed inside of houses to seek cover. This gave the Slayer the opportunity to let loose.

Calling forth his heavy cannon, the micro missile racks popped open and twelve missiles launched themselves, one into each of the oncoming caribou. After the missiles embedded themselves into the soldiers, the caribou had mere seconds before they were blown to smithereens. This was too easy. The caribou were without guns, their armor was made out of thin plates with leather padding and for some reason they still charged at him.

The Slayer walked forward, seeing as there are no more caribou left standing before coming to a crossroads. He heard the familiar buzz of Argent powered weapons from both sides and from his peripheral vision saw two blades with chains coming right at him. Raising his arms he caught the two blades and pulled them forward. Two whiplash demons were pulled out of the dark streets on each side, letting go of the chains before they were pulled too close to the Slayer. However, this left the Slayer with a bladed chain in each hand.

Using the chain in his right hand as a whip, the first demon got it's own blade through it's brain, while the one on the Slayer's left thought it was a good idea to attack the Slayer while he was distracted. Luckily VEGA was ever present and the shoulder cannon activated, firing a freeze grenade at the oncoming demon and froze it entirely, minus the head. The Slayer let go of both chains before turning to the frozen whiplash. The demon struggled to break the ice but it wouldn't budge. The Slayer grabbed the whiplash by the head and began to pull. WIth each passing second the whiplash's screams grew louder and louder as the skin and muscles were slowly being torn apart. With one final pull the head was taken off completely, the long spine and bone tails still attached to it. As the Slayer held the head in his hand, he looked at the frozen body and simply smashed the head into it, the frozen corpse shattering into pieces.

"So much death..." the Slayer quickly turned around and found a horryfied looking Cadance observing the bloodbath the Slayer dished out in less than a minute.

"And it will get a lot worse before it gets better, dear Cadance." Luna said, stepping over the dead caribou.

"I told you to wait."

"You also told me thou would return within a year." Luna replied coldly before standing in front of her husband. "I'm not letting you out of my sight again." well, she got him there. The Slayer knew that as well and remained quiet.

"P-please... Don't hurt me..." all eyes turned towards the voice, belonging to a mint colored mare hiding between two wooden barrels. The position gave her a front row seat to the Slayer's duel with the whiplashs'.

"Lyra!" Cadance ran toward the unicorn mare who was frozen in fear. Her eyes were wide open and knees pulled to her chest. "Lyra, it's okay! You're safe now!"

"H-humans... Are real... And m-monsters!" Lyra cried out and grabbed Cadance by the shoulders. "They're monsters!"

"Calm down, miss Heartstrings." Luna said calmly and got on eye level with Lyra. "It's over." Lyra calmed down some more upon seeing another princess, their presence giving her hope that all will be alright. However, her eyes were drawn to the hulking green armored Slayer who just stood there and watched the exchange. Lyra flinched at the sight of him and got as shuffled as close to the wall as possible. Luna sighed after seeing her reaction. "We need your help, Lyra." having Luna call her by her first name made the unicorn's gaze focus on the lunar princess. "How many caribou are there in Ponyville? How many demons?"

"I-I don't know." Lyra answered shakily. "A lot."

"Where are the residents?" Cadance joined in.

"Dead. Or wishing they were." her eyes scanned the Slayer again before going over the trail of dead bodies he left behind. Lyra swallowed a lump in her throat. "Oh Celestia-BLARGH!" Luna and Cadance barely avoided the vomit projectile from Lyra who looked mortified. "I am so sorry! I-"

"Hush. T'was understandable." Luna smiled gently. "My husband can have that effect on ponies." Lyra's jaw almost fell off.

"What? Y-your're married? TO HIM?" Lyra pointed at the Slayer who did a thumbs up in Lyra's direction. "Why?"

"That is not important right now." Luna waved her hand dismissively. "Listen carefully, there are soldiers, our soldiers, not too far away. Run there as fast as you can and bring them here."

"Why? They don't stand a chance against these, these things!" Lyra pointed at the dead demons and caribou.

"Trust me, by the time you return, it will be over." Luna the stood up and pointed in the direction of the waiting troops. "Go now! Hurry!" Lyra then shakily stood up and ran as fast as her legs could carry her.

"What if she gets attacked by one of those pink things?" Cadance asked and held her rifle tighter, her finger unconsciously on the trigger.

"I took the liberty of doing a quick scan of the area and all demonic activity is centered in Ponyville." VEGA's voice came from the helmet's outer speakers startling Cadance. Before the alicorn could ask, VEGA spoke again. "I am VEGA, the artificial intelligence aiding the Slayer."

"Umm... Hi?" Cadance said sheepishly, not really knowing what VEGA was but at least he was poite.

"Also, I would suggest you utilize your rifle's heat blast, miss Cadance." the alicorn's confused look had the Slayer join in.

"Press the red button when it starts blinking." Cadance looked for the metioned button and found it on the grip, perfectly positioned so she could press it with her thumb. She nodded firmly before holding the rifle up, signaling she was ready. Or as ready as she'll ever be.

They continued their trek through Ponyville to find it almost completely empty. Sure, there was movement from inside the houses but they wanted to focus on clearing the streets first. The Slayer also had numerous questions running through his head. For one, the demons seemed rather... Tame, towards the populace. Normally they would be killing everything in sight but for some reason they worked together with the caribou, even letting them have their fun. He even observed their unusual behavior in Canterlot where the demons seemed more focused than usual, coordinated and efficient. That still didn't help them from becoming paste on the street. The only conclusion the Slayer had was that another mastermind was behind all of this. Either a spider or a hell priest.

"Sir, the demons and caribou are retreating to the north east." having come from the north but by encircling the little town, the Slayer and company entered from the west. The Slayer looked to the direction of north east and saw a crystaline structure in the distance. Luna noticed what he was looking at and decided to clarify.

"That's Twilight's castle." the Slayer remembered the young alicorn from Canterlot and nodded.

"You think somepony's there?" Cadance asked and the Slayer, once again, nodded in response. "If I remember correctly, Ingvar, one of Dainn's sons, lead the charge on Ponyville. I bet he's holed up there."

"They know we're coming." Luna added while looking at her husband. The Slayer materialized his combat shotgun and cocked it in preparation.

"Good."

They continued walking and finally reached the center of town. Stallions were impaled on spears, blood was everywhere and Cadance, to her susrprise, only puked a little inside her mouth.

"Curious and curiouser." Luna said, hands on her hips. "I was expecting more resistance."

"They're at the castle. All of them."

"They're a lot smarter than last time." Luna noted and unsheated the scythe from her back, the Argent blade appearing with a low hum. Before they could continue their walk to the castle, they heard the clanking of armor and stomping of hooves. Turning around, the trio saw the Rebellion storming the town and entering house by house, killing any caribou they could. With the element of surprise on their side, the ponies had little trouble with disposing of the invaders. It took some time, but the magic-relying ponies soon found themselves getting comfortable with sword in hand as it seemed that whatever forces were at work negated the effects of magic on caribou and demon alike. Good oldfashioned stabbing was the way to go. Luna smiled proudly, seeing her little ponies bravely taking back their homes. "We should go and end this. Let the Rebellion handle things here." the Slayer nodded and the three continued forward.

The halls of Twilight's castle were filled with moan and screams of pleasure. The Cutie Map was destroyed and in it's place was a large bed with Ingvar and several mares who were lustfully tending to his every need, their eyes glowing a faint red.

Button's mother, Creamy Heart, was riding Ingvar's large cock like her life depended on it.

"Yes! YES! BREED ME!" the mare screamed in ecstasy before another wave of pleasure hit her entire body and she collapsed on top of the stag. Meanwhile, Spoiled Rich and Mrs. Cake were slobbering all over his balls and sucking up the juices flowing from Creamy Heart's marehood.

"Milf's are the best, don't you think so, Rog?" Ingvar asked with a grin, his comrade Rog sitting on a nearby armchair with Aloe riding him reverse-cowgirl and Lotus licking her sisters clit while fingering herself.

"I'm more of a twins-stag, my lord." Rog replied with a grin of his own. "Oh, here it comes. Take it, cunt!" he thrust his hips upward and emptied himself deep inside Aloe, the pink mare squirting all over her sister's muzzle. Rog's climax was also accompanied by a soldier bursting into the room.

"My lords! He's here!" the guard screamed in panic.

"Who's here?" Ingvar tossed Creamy off himself but the mare wanted to get back on his dick as fast as possible. He smacked her away. "Stay down, bitch!"

"T-the demons! They're rallying at the castle gates!"

"What?" Rog, in reality Ingvar's SIC, tossed Aloe to the ground and marched up to the panicking guard. "The demons do as Lord Ingvar says and he told them to stay in the village. Why are they at the castle?"

"The Slayer! He's here!"

"Who the fuck is the Slayer?" Ingvar asked and got his sword from the weapons rack.

"I-I've only heard rumors my lord. Quite recently, in fact!" the guard bowed deeply. "He took back Canterlot by himself! All of our soldiers are dead! Your brother Gann is dead!"

"Hmph. If he's dead than that weakling is no brother of mine!" Ingvar declared and marched past the guard towards the balcony with Rog in tow. "I shall deal with this so-called Slayer personally." he got to the railing and sure enough, all demons that he ordered to be in Ponyville were right outside his castle. Scowling at the various imps and zombies that were screeching below, Ingvar pulled out a red crystal and held it high. "To the town you worms!" then the crystal glowed red and the demons began screeching even louder but none moved. "What is the meaning of this?" Ingvar roared in anger.

"Umm, sir?" Rog asked and pointed a finger towards the town. "Aren't those the alicorn bitches Luna and Cadance?" Ingvar followed the finger and grinned lustfully.

"Indeed they are. You can have Mooncunt." Ingvar's grin soon disappeared when he saw someone else with them. "Who the fuck is that?" as if the demons heard his question, they turned towards the Slayer and screeched even louder before making a run for it. "STOP! STOP YOU COWARDS!" but the demons didn't listen. They knew he would come for them. At least this gave them a little more time. "GUARDS!" Ingvar called out and dozens of guards came running out of the castle and formed a wall between the Slayer and their prince. "Surrender now and I might let you live long enough to watch us teach those bitches their proper place!"

There it was again. Cadance almost shuddered from the instense rage that was coming from the Slayer. She could see his exposed biceps tense up and hands ball into fists. Cadance looked towards the wall of caribou standing in their way and readied her rifle. This was it. There was no turning back now. Just as she was about to pull the trigger and take her first life, the Slayer brought up his super shotgun and fired the meat hook into a caribou. The hook pierced him through, locking itself in place and the Slayer pulled on it hard, yanking the screaming soldier towards him and on the ground.

"That's going to take a while." Luna commented and unsheated her scythe.

"Get down." just as he said it, the chain of the hook went up in flames and so did the caribou. Luna and Cadance wasted no time by lying flat on the ground and waited for the slaughter.

The Slayer pulled hard on the chain once more and began spinning it above himself, basically making a flaming wreckingball out of the impaled caribou. Swinging it around he walked closer towards the caribou who took one step back for each one the Slayer did forward. Finally, they were backed-up against the wall and had nowhere to go, the flaming body of their comrade inching ever closer. WIth one last swing, the Slayer brought the flaming corpse crashing into the living and burned them severly. Bones were broken on impact and bodies went flying everywhere. The flaming corpse couldn't hold out anymore and snapped in half, the torso and legs hitting others like a projectile.

One of the injured got up as fast as he could and tried to grapple the Slayer. His attempts were rewarded with two barrels of lead being emptied in his mouth.

Another tried to get him from behind but this time the Slayer was ready and slammed his armored foot on the soldiers knee and bending it in an unnatural angle. The caribou cried out in pain, giving the Slayer the opportunity to grab both his lower and upper jaw pulling the apart in a mess of blood and skin.

The gruesome deaths didn't discourage the others and more came after the Slayer only to be met with the same fate. One had his antlers ripped off and plunged into his eyes. One was pierced with the arm blade and pushed back into another before burning them alive with the shoulder cannon.

Getting up on her hooves, Luna would not be overshadowed by her husband and got into the battle herself. Like an angel of death she used her scythe with great efficiency and cut through the caribou like butter. Decideing to spice things up a little, she pulled out the gun the Slayer gave her and fired five shots into a soldier's crotch before beheading him. Quickly spinning the blade around, an oncoming caribou was impaled on it and she used the momentum to smash him into others before firing the pistol through their heads.

Meanwhile, Cadance got up on her hooves as well and watched in awe the dance of death Luna and the Slayer were performing. The Slayer grabbed one caribou by the hands and sent him flying towards Luna and she cut him in half mid-air before kicking a nearby one with her leg towards the Slayer who punched the flying caribou so hard it's head exploded.

"Got you now, cunt!" while she was mesmerized by the dance of death in front, a caribou soldier managed to sneak up on her and wrap his arms around her. Cadance struggled to break free but his grip was strong. "I'll show you pleasure that your pathetic stallion could never give you." at that moment Cadance's entire body stiffened. "Oh, you'd like that wouldn't you?" she began to tremble. "I'll fuck that pussy so hard you'll never-AAAARGH!" Cadance kicked him with her hoof in the leg so hard he had to let go. "You bitch! I'll kill-" he didn't get to finish as he was met with the barrel of the plasma rifle to his face and the blue balls of energy melting his head off. Even though he was dead, Cadance continued her assault until his entire body was reduced to mush. She was breathing heavily, eyes filled with rage and an expression of pure hatred on her face. The worst part was, she felt nothing when she killed him. On the contrary, she felt better.

A blinking red light on the rifle caught her attention. With determination and rage, Cadance rushed towards the two who were back-to-back.

"GET DOWN!" she yelled and presented her rifle, both seeing the red light. As soon as they were on the ground, Cadance pressed the red button and a heat wave exploded from the rifle, burning any caribou that was still standing. Not sparing a second glance to the dead bodies, Cadance looked up and saw the horrified faces of Ingvar and Rog staring at the massacre that just occured. Narrowing her eyes to the two on the balcony, Cadance pointed her rifle at them.

"I'm coming for you."

4-All of their pain

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The staircase seemed endless to Cadance as she stormed to the top of Twilight's castle. Her vision was blood red and her mind focused on only one thing. Kill Ingvar and Rog. Cadance's mind raced through the possibilities of how she would mutilate them for all they had done in the most painful way possible. Any unfortunate caribou that found itself in her way had it's face melted off by plasma. None will stand in Cadance's way.

Cadance finally reached the top and smashed through the crystal doors, shattering it into pieces. She never even registered her display of raw strength as her her eyes scanned the room for the two bastards she was looking for. Her eyes first fell on Ingvar who was sitting on his throne surrounded by the brainwashed mares who began snarling at Cadance.

"Welcome to my humble-" Ingvar never finished his sentence when a plasma bolt shot past his head. "Insolent bitch!"

"RAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Cadance marched forward, never releasing the trigger as she unloaded the plasma rifle towards Ingvar. The prince's desperate attempts in throwing the mares at Cadance proved fruitless as she merely side-stepped them and continued her assault. She never spared a glance to the mares who hit the crystal floor and/or walls head-on and remained motionless on the ground.

"ROG!" Ingvr screamed as he ducked for cover behind the throne and the plasma chipping away at the crystal construction. Hearing his master's cries, Rog rushed out from his hiding spot and tackled Cadance to the ground. In the ensuing tumble, the plasma rifle slid away from Cadance as she used her hands to keep Rog from choking her. "You think you can win? Stand a chance? You are nothing but a filthy, lowly mare-AAAARGH!" a swift knee to the groin was all Cadance needed to get Rog off her and quickly rolled towards the plasma rifle. Grabbing the weapon firmly Cadance wasted no time in unloading whatever was left in the rifle into Rog's torso, not blinking once at the caribou's pained screams. Just as the plasma ammo ran out, the heat blast was ready and with a quick button press the wave transformed what was left of Rog's body into paste.

"Waste of flesh." Cadance threw the rifle away and spun around to deal with Ingvar.

WHAM

A caribou-style warhammer hit her right across the face, sending her tumbling across the crystal floor. Ingvar grinned triumphantly and walked towards Cadance, his warhammer dropped to the ground.

"I don't care much for this friendship nonsense, but I was rather fond of Rog." Ingvar spoke in a condecending tone and watched as Cadance was trying to get back on her hooves. Her head hurt like a bitch, ears were ringing like alarms were going off and the blood pouring from her mouth assured her that some teeth were missing. "Then again, if a lowly mare managed to kill him, I suppose he was not a true Caribou." Ingvar reached Cadance and grabbed her by the mane, slowly lifting her up to eye-level. Cadance only stared at him defiantly, even though she saw three of him right now. "Still, I shall teach you a lesson in his honor." Cadance spat blood in his face while smirking. "Fucking cunt!" Ingvar slammed her down on the ground for good measure before pulling her back up, right in front of his cock. "Here's what's going to happen." he began while grabbing his dick with the other hand and pushing it against Cadance's tighly shut mouth. "You will service and worship my cock for as long as I see fit." in a quick motion, Cadance tried to bite him but in her dazed state she missed, which earned her a fist to the face. "You will obey me!" Ingvar tried to force his dick inside again but Cadance wouldn't budge.

What happened next went by like a flash. Ingvar slammed Cadance in the stomach with his hoof in an attempt to get her gasping for air from the impact. Sure enough, Cadance's mouth opened and she watched in horror as Ingvar smirked, getting ready to shove his cock down her throat. Then a flash of red, Ingvar's cock falling to the ground, blood everywhere and the prince stumbling back with his hands over the small remains of his dick. Cadance managed to catch herself before faceplanting and saw her savior, Princess Luna. The midnight alicorn had a deathly calm expression as she hoisted the bruised and battered Cadance to her hooves. Luna then handed the still active and humming argent scythe to Cadance.

"Finish it." without even thinking, Cadance grabbed the scythe and slowly walked to Ingvar who was now on his knees.

"YOU FUCKING BITCH! I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL ALL OF YOU!" his rant was cut short when Cadance smashed her hoof into his chin like an uppercut and Ingvar fell on his back. Cadance stood over him with the scythe finding it's way to his neck. Ingvar felt the heat of the blade and immediately stopped screaming.

"You hear her, Ingvar? The fat lady's singing for you." the blade inched closer, drawing first blood. "I'll keep your skull as a trophy, Ingvar. No brains to dirty it up." the scythe cut deeper and Ingvar couldn't talk anymore, only gurgle blood. "An endless row of graves... Too many to put the names on." halfway through his neck, Ingvar was already dead but Cadance slowly continued. "They died in my arms. So many lost friends... But they're with me now." and when there was nothing more to slice, Ingvar's head rolled to the side as blood flowed from his severed neck. But it wasn't enough. Rasing the scythe above her, Cadance brought it down into his body. And again. And again and again and again until it was reduced to minced meat but Cadance kept slashing furiously. All sounds drowned out and she couldn't even hear herself screaming, let alone feel the tears streaming down her face. At one point she let go of the scythe and simply collapsed to her knees and continued sobbing. Luna was there for her in an instant, hugging her tightly and gently whispering in her ear.

When asked about the events later, Cadance couldn't remember anything after storming into the castle.

The Slayer watched as his wife carresed Cadance's mane and the pink alicorn clinging to her for dear life. He saw this before. He went through this. He only hoped Cadance would arise stronger from the experience. Memories of times past flashed through his mind, moments of insanity and delirium. The now famous catchphrase rip and tear nothing more than the ramblings of a man slowly slipping into madness.

Taking a look around the room, the Slayer went towards the unconscious mares and checked for signs of life. To his relief, all of them were still breathing but they will need immediate medical attention.

"The resistance is closing in on the castle. They have medical supplies." breathing a quick sigh of relief at VEGA's information, the Slayer walked to Luna and stood beside her quietly. Luna knew what he wanted without him even speaking.

"There's nothing you can do here, beloved." Luna smiled gently. "Go. Make sure Ponyville is secured." the Slayer merely nodded and headed towards the doors and down the stairs. As he walked, the resistance fighters ran past him and he grabbed one by the arm. The earth pony stallion's face drained of color as the Slayer's grip nearly broke his arm.

"There are several mares in need of emergency medical assistance." VEGA said through the speakers and the stallion nodded before rushing after his comrades. "I would suggest you to exercise restraint. You nearly broke his arm." the Slayer knew it as well but sometimes he didn't know his own strength.

"Sorry." his apology went unheard since the stallion was long gone. Descending down the stairs further, the Slayer soon found himself outside and marching towards the town centre with his super shotgun, just in case. But there wasn't much to do. The town's defenses were scarce and wiped out almost completely by him and the remains were taken care of by the resistance. The only thing left to do was search for survivors.

It didn't take long for the Slayer to reach the centre of Ponyville and the streets were still empty. Out of the corner of his eye he saw ponies quickly ducking down below the windows, fearing that the danger is not over yet. The Slayer knew that there was little he could do to convince them otherwise and decided to leave that task to his wife. Luna always had a way with words, and in such dark times probably more than her sister.

Taking a look around, the Slayer's eyes fell on a curious looking building. It appeared to be made out of... Cake.

"Your heart rate spiked suddenly. Is there some danger I'm unaware of?" he ignored VEGA's question and moved towards Sugarcube Corner. After eating military rations, leftovers he found lying around and demon flesh for millenia, one starts craving something nice. Like a cupcake for example. That apple the little filly gave him was more delicious than anything he ate in the last thousand years.

With his stomach rumbling quietly, the Slayer reached the entrance and he could see through the window that there was somepony in there in front of the cash register. The place was dimly lit so he couldn't see who, but given the time he was away it didn't really matter since it couldn't be anypony familiar. The Slayer went inside and quickly realized that the pastry shop had seen better days. Display cases were shattered, furniture broken, there was dirt everywhere and a pink mare with a straight mane matching her coat stood in front of the register, her expression devoid of all emotions. She was wearing a dirtied white apron that did little to hide her plump yet sexy figure and the nakedness underneath.

"Hello and welcome to Sugarcube Corner." it was like her voice flatlined. "My name is Pinkamena Diane Pie. How can I help you today?" the Slayer tilted his head a little and walked forward. "Oh, what am I saying. You're here for the same thing everypony is." then to the Slayer's shock, Pinkie turned around, bent over the counter and raised her tail, presenting her marehood to him. "You want the Creampie Special. Bon appetit." a quiet moment passed as the Slayer turned his gaze away the moment Pinkie bent over and the mare looked over the shoulder. "Eat up before somepony else comes in. Fights have broken out over this treat."

"Just a cupcake." the Slayer said gruffly and Pinkie raised a curious brow.

"We don't have cupcakes, just creampies." she wiggled her butt invitingly. "It's so good you'll wanna cum back again and again."

"That we do, cumdumpster." the Slayer turned around and saw two caribou at the front door with their dicks already erect and ready to go. "Get lost... Whatever the fuck you are."

"Yeah, we're good paying customers and are ready to enjoy this slut to the fullest." said the second one and took a bold step forward. The Slayer finally looked back to Pinkie.

"Close your eyes." the arm blade on his left forearm sprung out but Pinkie continued looking anyway.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" asked the bold one. "Get fuck out before-URGK!" the blade went right through his stomach and with a quick upward motion the caribou was sliced in two. The other reacted immediately by drawing his sword and trying to get a quick slash in but the blade bounced upon impact with the green armor. Since the super shotgun was already in hand, the two metal barrels quickly found it's way into the caribou's mouth, through teeth and flesh. The Slayer looked over to Pinkie Pie, now kneeling on the wooden floor with her mouth agape in shock. Like she said, fights broke out but noone was seriously injured, let alone sliced in two.

"Close your eyes." the Slayer repeated but Pinkie's gaze only turned harder. She stood up shakily and steeled her resolve. Her eyes spoke volumes. This was personal. "Who?"

"My pa." it was the first sign of emotion she gave as her voice cracked and the Slayer's grip tightened on the wooden handle. "Where are my mom and sisters?" the shotgun was pulled out to allow the caribou to talk. The Slayer grabbed him with his left hand by the chest fur in a tight grip.

"Like I'd tell you, bitch." at least, that's what Pinkie thought he said since there were missing teeth and skin.

"Wrong." to Pinkie it was all a blur as the Slayer released the caribou, punched him in the gut and grabbed him again. "Where?"

"Ingvar will have your head!"

"He's dead." another quick release and smash. "WHERE?"

"Death before dishonor!" the soldier pulled out a knife from his belt and stabbed the Slayer on his exposed bicep. He thought that would make him lose his grip. To his horror the Slayer didn't even flinch and pulled out the knife like it was a splinter. That seemed to change the caribous mind instantly.

"Sweet Apple Acres! Sweet Apple Acres! Sweet Apple Acres! Please don't kill-GRLGH!" the arm blade extended and cut through the caribou's throat. Pinkie watched as life was leaving him but she couldn't look away. Once the caribou was dead, the Slayer pulled out the blade and let the body drop lifelessly to the floor.

"Come." the Slayer turned to the exit. "Take your cannon."

"I don't have a cannon." Pinkie replied with apparent sadness and the Slayer stopped in his tracks.

"A true Pie has a cannon. Heriloom. " he said turning around towards Pinkie.

"They destroyed it- hang on." she shot him a scrutinizing glare. "How do you know I have a cannon and that it's a family heirloom?"

"I gave it to Onyx Pie." Pinkie's eyes went wide.

"B-But, Onyx is my great-great-grandad! He died like a bajillion years ago!" her eyes widened as saucers, her finger pointing right at the Slayer. "You're Doomguy!" ah, there goes the mane curling. Just like Onyx. "I thought you were just some myth!" the Slayer didn't have time to let Pinkie go on a Pie rambling so he quickly materialized a rocket launcher and gave it to Pinkie.

"Don't lose it. A Pie needs a cannon." a bit more of PInkie's mane curled and she even cracked a smile.

"Woooow. What does this do?" she pulled the trigger and a rocket flew past the Slayer's head, through the door and into three caribou who just arrived for a creampie special. "Oopsie." Pinkie smiled sheepishly but the Slayer said nothing. Pies...

"Let's go." he turned away.

"Wait!" Pinkie grabbed his shoulder and turned him back. "We have to find Rarity! I think she's still in Ponyville!" the Slayer said nothing. "Please! She's my friend!" well, he did say he will save anypony he can. Stepping aside, the Slayer motioned to Pinkie to lead the way and the mare bounced happily. "Thank you, thank you, thank you! Ooooooh I can't wait to tell Rarity that you and Luna are married! She just loves gossip!" Pinkie skipped out of Sugarcube Corner and made her way towards Carousel Boutique.

"How could she possibly have known that?" VEGA asked with genuine curiosity but the Slayer smirked under his helmet. Pies...

Running after the increasingly hyperactive mare, the Slayer saw they were nearing a, well, carousel-looking building. Yeah, the first time he arrived in Equestria he was dumbfounded by everything. Now he just accepts it and carries on. Anyway, like Sugarcube Corner, this place looked rough and curiously enough, all blinds were pulled down and the entrance door was slightly ajar.

"Rarity! Are you there?" Pinkie called but got no response. The Slayer gently pushed the door open and stepped inside. "Rares? It's me! Pinkie Pie!" still no response. The duo walked slowly through the dark boutique when the Slayer something move in the shadows. He immediately pointed his super shotgun in the direction and fired.

"EEEEEEEEEEK!"

"WAIT! THAT'S RARITY!" Pinkie jumped in front of the barrles in case the Slayer decided not to miss again. "Rarity? You can come out now!" she lowered the rocket launcher to the ground so it wouldn't fire on accident.

"I-I'm f-fine o-over here, darling!" came the shaky voice of Rarity behind a cupboard.

"Why's it so dark in here?" Pinkie asked and took hold of a nearby curtain.

"DON'T!" Rarity screamed and Pinkie froze in place. "I mean... I have the most dreadful headache! Yes! Oww..." Pinkie raised an unamused brow and pulled down the curtain letting some moonlight inside. "NO! PLEASE!" with a nod from Pinkie, the Slayer took hold of another curtain and pulled it down. "STOP!" as more and more light came into the building Rarity's screams continued until finally she was backed into a corner, curled into a ball and covered in the dirtiest cloaked rags Pinkie has ever seen. Pinkie knelt beside Rarity and put her hand on her shoulder gently.

"Rarity? What happened?" even over the cloak, the touching sensation felt... Off.

"W-whatever do you m-mean, darling?" came the shaky response. "This is still Carousel Boutique, w-where every garment is c-c-chic, u-n-nique and m-m-m..." Pinkie gently pulled down the hood from Rarity's head and gasped in horror. She realized why the sensation felt off. Rarity's mane and coat had been completely shaven off, leaving the cream skin exposed, skin covered in fresh scars all over.

"Oh my Celestia..."

"DON'T LOOK AT ME!" Rarity quickly tried to pull the hood back on but Pinkie wouldn't have it.

"Rarity it's going to be okay! Look! Luna's husband is here!" Pinkie thought a bombshell like that would get Rarity's attention.

"I'm sorry, who the what now?" and it sure did. The unicorn mare slowly turned to look at the Slayer with a scrutinizing glare. "No sense of fashion whatsoever." what's wrong with green?

"There's nothing wrong with green, Doomy." Pinkie turned her attention back to Rarity. "Listen, Doomy is here to save us! He's the monster demons look for under their bed! The boogeymare!" Rarity was sizing up the Slayer, unconsciously taking in his measurments to make him something that actually looks good. "We're going to Sweet Apple Acres to find my family! And AJ's there too! We can save her!"

"The farm is crawling with those vile caribou! You can't expect to just waltz in there and-"

ROOOOOOAR!

5 - Nothing but a failure

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Many years ago...

He needed to get to the ARC tower fast and find Hayden. The cyborg will help them locate the final hell priest so that the invasion can end. His path took him through an abandoned apartment building crawling with demons. Not for long...

Running through the hallways of the building, the Slayer turned a corner and found himself looking at cannon fodder, i mean, demons. A mancubus, a couple of imps and zombies mixed with soldiers, a prowler and a hell knight. Wasting no time the Slayer took out his heavy cannon with the scope and made quick work of the mancubi's arm cannons. Once that was over he quickly used his chainsaw on a zombie that was brave enough to approach him. With that out of the way, the super shotgun materialized and the meat hook found it's target in the fat mancubi's chest, setting it ablaze. Taking the more personal approach as the chain pulled him towards the demon, the Slayer smashed his blood fueled punch into the demons head with it's body joining in on the explosion of flesh and bones.

Next on the list was the knight. The full auto shotgun will do the trick. Pulling it forth from whatever pocket dimension his suit stored gear, the Slayer took aim at the kinght only to be hit by an imp's fireball. Okay, new plan. The shoulder cannon aimed itself at the knight and fired the freeze greneade at it, leaving it in encased in ice in a second. The small fodder had to be dealt with first and fast so the plasma rifle was called to action with a fully charged heat blast. Using the dashing abilities of the Praetor suit the Slayer slid back and fired of the excess heat, obliterating the cannon fodder as he liked to call them. But the prowler was unusually quiet...

Catching a faint shimmer from the corner of his left eye, the Slayer's arm shot towards it with the arm-blade extended, impaling the prowler just as it teleported in. With one swift upward motion the demon was cut in two. And that only left the frozen hell knight. What was he supposed to use again?

"Fully automatic combat shotgun, sir." snapping his fingers in realization, he pulled out the said weapon. The Slayer felt like VEGA could read his mind. The barrels began spinning and a barrage of bullets followed. Pieces of the knight were blown away as the shells hit flesh. Soon the tell tale sign of the ice melting was heard and the shoulder cannon popped back up again and the moment the ice on the knight's head melted a grenade was shot into it's mouth. The following explosion scattered it's brain on the wall, making it look like those fine arts paintings.

"The demonic presence has been dealt with. We should proceed towards the tower." the Slayer nodded to VEGA's announcement and began to move. A fleeting shadow caught the Slayer's eye and he fired off one round to his right into an empty office.

"EEEEEEEEK!" he heard screaming and tilted his head in confusion. That didn't sound like a demon. Sending off the shotgun to the storage space, the Slayer walked into the empty office and looked around.

"I detect no demons in here. We should move ahead." but the Slayer wasn't convinced. Something was here and he was intent on finding out what. His eyes quickly found a large office desk with a panel that would obscure the legs of whoever was sitting at it. Perfect for something... No, someone, to hide under it. Approaching the table and grabbing the top side, he easily lifted it over his head and found a little girl hiding under it. She couldn't have been more than eight yeas old and was shivering like a leaf, hugging her doll close to her chest.

"P-p-p-please d-don't hurt me!" she scurried back into a wall and tried to make herself as small as possible. Seeing the scared little girl, the Slayer gently put down the table instead of flinging it into a wall. He then knelt down and extended his right hand, the one without the blade.

"It's okay." he tried to sound as harmless as possible but the girl wasn't convinced and just hugged her doll tighter, something the Slayer noticed. "What's her name?" the girl eyed him for a while before speaking.

"P-princess Gumdrop." she replied with a shaky voice. The Slayer nodded and fully opened his palm.

"May I?" some logical and calm part of her mind told her it was okay. If he wanted to hurt her, the big green robot would do it already. Slowly dragging herself while sitting, he got just close enough to hand the Slayer Princess Gumdrop. He carfully took the doll and posed it to hold out it's arm before giving the princess doll a gentle fistbump. "You did good. I'll take it from here." then used his index finger to make the doll nod in approval. It actually got the girl to crack a smile so he handed the doll back to her. "I also have a princess watching over me." the girl blinked a few times.

"R-really?" she scurried closer to the Slayer. "What's her name?" just thinking about her made the Slayer smile inside his helmet.

"Luna." the Slayer once again extended his hand. "Let's go find your parents." the girl seemed to relax some more. "Do you know where they are?" he only got a nod in reply and a finger pointing towards the ARC tower through the window. The Slayer nodded in response and rose to his feet, his right hand offered to the girl. "What is your name?" she hesistantly took his hand and stood up before dusting herself off. Her look told him she wasn't really sure about telling him her name. "It's for Princess Luna's tea party." the girl eyed him suspiciously but ultimately agreed to share.

"Daisy."

Ponyville, present day...

Getting flung through a house by a demonically mutated dragon was not the Slayer's activities list. Getting up from the rubble and cracking his neck, he dashed out from the collapsed remains of the house and into the street to once again face his foe. A fully adult dragon that was apparently only a baby dragon a week ago.

"Don't hurt my Spikey Wikey!" he heard Rarity screech from her hiding place and felt a vein popping on his forehead. During the course of his battle he heard the mare yell that at least a dozen times. Even Pinkie Pie pleaded with him to not hurt the green dragon so he tasked VEGA to try and find a solution and perhaps revert Spike to his normal state. If that won't be possible, well...

"ROAAAAAAAR!" Spike roared once more and fixed his glowing red eyes on the Slayer. He charged towards him and tried to slash the Slayer with his elongated claws. Instead of taking out his heavy cannon and reducing the dragons talons and hand to bits, the Slayer jumped over them and hit Spike with a roundhouse kick to the maw. The impact was enough to make the dragon reer back in pain and clutch his maw.

"IAnalysis complete. There is a way to revert young Spike back to his original form." the Slayer let out a sigh of relief. "It would appear a crystal with demonic energy is embedded into his heart." because of course it was. They probably stabbed the poor guy with it and after the transofrmation it receeded under his scaly skin. The Slayer looked to Pinkie Pie who was with Rarity, making sure she stays safe.

"Hold her." Pinkie's eyes widened but luckily she heard what VEGA said since he was on speakers. His request told her that it wasn't going to be pretty. Not wasting any time, Pinkie used all of her earth pony strength and wrapped her arms around Rarity, making sure she stayed in place.

"Pinkie? What are you doing?" Rarity's looked to her friend to see the remorseful expression on her. Color drained from her bare skin "No..." she then looked to the Slayer who cracked his knuckles. "NOOOOO!" she was no match for Pinkie's strength so she could only watch as the Slayer charged at Spike. The dragon saw the incoming death dealer and opened his maw wide in an attempt to bite his head off. Seeing that, the Slayer dived down and continued sliding under Spike. Once he was on the other side he quickly got up and grabbed Spike's large tail.

"Hrn." with a slight grunt, he began lifting Spike off the ground and over his head. Once Spike was perfectly above him, the Slayer smashed him back down with all his might. Spike impacted the ground so hard he left a crater beneath him and raised dust and debris all around. The Slayer ignored Rarity's pleas to stop this brutal display and walked to the side of the stunned Spike. The dragon was barely conscious and the Slayer pushed him over to his back like a sack of potatoes. Jumping on Spike's stomach, the Slayer genuinely felt bad for what he was about to do. From what he heard Spike was just a baby dragon and an innocent one at that. If only there was a better way to try and save him. The chainsaw appeared in the Slayer's hands and he pulled the cord, bringing the metal chain monstrosity to life. If there was a way to save an innocent, he would do it. He couldn't fail again.

Many years ago...
When he heard the girl's name the Slayer was stunned for a few moments as memories of times long past flodded his mind. It was only when the girl actuall kicked him in the shin did he regain consciousness. Shaking his head to clear it of bad memories, the two continued towards ARC tower to find Daisy's parents and Dr. Hayden. Daisy and her father were supposed to evacuate but their group was attacked with Daisy being the only survivor. It was a dangerous path but Daisy proved very adept at hiding once the Slayer engaged in combat. Probably why she survived so long on her own.

After numerous hordes of demons it was finally time for the final push towards the tower. The two stood before the great metal door, the Slayer ready to face whatever was on the other side. Sparing a glace to the little girl, Daisy already knew the drill.

"Hide. Close your eyes. Cover your ears." she repeated his instructions and ran inside a nearby car while making herself as small as possible. With that done, the Slayer brought forth his trusted double barrel shotgun in loaded in two rounds. He didn't actually need to reload it every time but... It just felt so good.

Pressing the button on the terminal, the large door began to open and the horde greeted him with loud roars. Mancubi, hell knights, imps, soldiers, zombies and prowlers were all waiting for him. Dashing forwards onto the bridge that lead to the ARC tower he fired the meat hook into the largest target which happened to be a mancubus. The fat blob of a demon ingnited into flames as soon as the hook pierced it's flesh and the Slayer let the chain pull him towards it. Once in range, he used his boosters to go over the demon and quickly wrapped the chain around it's neck. Once he landed he began pulling on it with all his might and as the mancubus struggled against the chain, it accidentally pulled on the triggers of the arm cannons and fired off a couple of stray blasts which hit it's fellow demons and obliterated them. What followed was a sickening crunch which meant the neck was broken and the beast dropped lifelessly to the ground. The large body fell to the ground and the Slayer's heart jumped on his throat once he saw what was happening at the gate.

"HELP ME!" an imp was holding Daisy over the ledge. The imp shook the girl to make his point clear. Surrender.

He was never faced with a situation like this. He always worked alone exactly for this reason. But he couldn't simply leave a child behind. Underneath all that armor and rippin and tearing, he was still human. And as long as he remebered that, he will not become one of them, even though he sometimes felt like he was.

You will be worse.

The words of King Novik echoed in his head as he kneeled to the ground and raised his hands.

No. You will be better.

The words Luna spoke to him before they faced the horde for one final time in Equestria. Yes. He will be better and he will save that girl, even if it costs him his life. A plan needed to be made quickly as the imp was approaching, dragging Daisy behind him like a ragdoll. Good thing the demons didn't notice the Orb of Haste appear in his hand. When the imp was close enough, three hell knights descended upon the Slayer to hold him down.

"Let her go." if a voice could kill then the imp's head would be long gone. It would appear the imp got the hint and let the girl go. Daisy wasted no time in getting out of there and the Slayer breathed a sigh of relief and put his plan into motion, crushing the orb in his hand. He was just about to move until one of the soldiers decided to be smart and fired two shots towards Daisy. He saw the bullets in slow motion, like they were crawling towards her. With a primal roar the Slayer broke free of the knights and tried to reach Daisy in time to shield her. To an outsider it would have looked like a blur but to him, every moment was agonizingly long.

The Slayer reached Daisy and used his body to shield her from the bullets.

Ponyville, present day...
The sounds of the chainsaw tearing through Spike's scaled skin was evenly matched with Rarity's terrified screaming. It was the only way to reach the crystal in the dragon's heart. The blade wasn't sharp enough to pierce dragon skin. He learned that the hard way so the chainsaw was the only option. Spike was roaring in agonizing pain and tried to toss the Slayer off himself but everytime he tried to slash him, the shoulder cannon would fire a freeze blast to ward it off.

"Stop." VEGA's scans showed the crystal could be reached now. The chainsaw immediately disappeared and the Slayer looked to Rarity.

"Can you heal him?" the mare was ready to give him a piece of her mind but nodded nontheless. After getting confirmation, the Slayer wasted no time and plunged his hand into Spike's chest. Immediately the dragon began thrashing about as the Slayer dug inside his chest. Fortunately, it didn't take long for the Slayer's fingers to feel the hard object and with one mighty pull the crystal was out, quickly crushed into dust in the armored hand. As soon as the crystal was out, Spikes body began to revert back to his normal state and began shrinking in size. Pinkie released Rarity and the unicorn mare rushed towards the little dragon who was currently choking on his own blood from the impromptu heart surgery. Rarity's tear stained face switched from reassuring Spike that everything will be alright and to cursing out the Slayer for his brutal methods.

"Can't you just give him one of your blue potion thingies?" Pinkie Pie asked as she stood next to the Slayer.

"They need this." he simply replied and Pinkie raised a curious brow. "Fight for what is yours." ponies needed to learn, to get stronger, depend more on themselves rather than him or their princesses. Maybe now Celestia will understand what he and Luna tried to tell her all those years ago. Looking at how Cadance decided to fight back to avenge her husband, how ponies rallied together to free Canterlot and now Rarity straining herself to save Spike's life made him feel like the lesson was slowly sinking in. "Save who you love." the Slayer grabbed Pinkie's hand and a vial with blue liquid inside was suddenly dropped in it. His gaze than shifted back to Rarity and Spike. "Just in case." he then turned away and headed to where Sweet Apple Acres was, at least, to where his memory told him. "I won't be around all the time." but he will try his best damn to be.

Many years ago...
The scientist atop the ARC tower were trembling with excitement. The Slayer was finally her just as Dr. Hayden predicted. They looked at the elevator in excitement as the dial showed it nearing the top floor. The elevator then dinged and a scientist rushed to greet their hero.

"Y-you're here! Just as Dr... Hayden... Predicted..." the excitement evaporated when all eyes fell on the Slayer. "Oh God..." the Slayer slowly walked out, carrying Daisy's lifeless body in his arms, a single bullet wound going through her chest.

"NOOOOOOOO!" a woman screamed and rushed forward. "NOT MY BABY!" she extended her trembling hands and the Slayer gently transferred the girls body. Once the mother held her daughter in her arms she collapsed to the ground and wailed. Others came to comfort her while the Slayer stood in silent mourning for what felt like ages. FInally, her gaze raised to his helmet and he could see the anger in her eyes. She gently gave Daisy's body to her colleague and stood up. "WHY DIDN'T YOU SAVE HER?" there were no words he could speak, no excuse to give the grieving mother. "SAY SOMETHING!" she then pulled her fist back and hit him across the helmet as hard as she could, breaking a few bones in the process. The Slayer tightened his armored fists and some of the people were ready to flee. But he wasn't angry at the mother. He was angry at the demons. He was angry at the Khan Maykr. But the being he felt the most anger towards was himself and his failure. The mother was now banging on his armor in a fit of rage and he let her.

Let her vent the rage at the one who got her daughter killed.

All this power he possesed and he couldn't save one life.

He wasn't fast enough.

He wasn't good enough.

He wasn't better...

6 - Answering the call

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There was an old barrel in the cellar of Sweet Apple Acres. It's been there for generations. Made from old oak and common metal it lacked the usual faucet which was common with barrels holding cider. There was a strange engraving on the top and nothing else. From when she was a little filly, Granny Smith made it clear to never open that barrel. Of course, Applejack and Big Mac, and not long after Applebloom, being curious little things, tried opening it numerous times, but Granny Smith had eyes and ears everywhere. Each of their attempts was met with swift scolding and sitting in the corner. As years passed, the young Apple's gave up on the barrel and left it in it's corner, forgotten and undisturbed. So why was it that this barrel was now on Applejack's mind? The answer was simple.

It was better than anything else right now.

What once was a fruitful apple farm was now nothing more than a whore house to serve the invading caribou. Numerous mares from Ponyville were brought here to be ravaged in the most unspeakable ways, humiliated to the point of wishing for death. And Applejack was no exception. Trapped in a pillory, her eyes blindfolded and an apple stuffed in her mouth, the Element of Honesty did her best to endure, silently praying to the Goddess for help. Stag after stag took turn in violating both of her holes until she was left dripping cum, never letting her rest, even through sleep as she passed out from the torture. She could hear mares around her screaming, moaning and begging for it to end but the caribou were restless. The spacious barn smelled of sex, sweat and cider. Just as the caribou liked it.

Night had already fallen but the monsters were quite from finished with their captors. Applejack felt her eyes growing weary and exhaustion was slowly taking over. She felt fading into blackness once more until something loud jolted her back to her senses and the stag viloating her suddenly stopped. It sounded like hundreds of small explosions going of in seconds.

"What the buck is that?" she heard the stag say behind her, his member sliding out with a sickly squelch.

"I got no bucking idea." another said from her right, tossing Roseluck off of him as the mare sobbed quietly on the ground. Then somepony smashed open the large doors of the barn and Applejack could hear the stags jump on their hooves.

"Hey! Who do you think you-"

BLAM

The sound caused Applejack to jolt violently, followed by something warm spashing her face. She dared not to think what it was.

"You son of a-" another stag proclaimed only to bi silenced by another blast that sent the mares screaming in fear. The tiny explosion outside had still not stopped and she could hear someone screaming bloody murder out there.

"GET BACK HERE YOU INGRATES!" her eyes widened in shock upon hearing her brother. "I'LL KILL Y'ALL REAL GOOD!" Applejack could not believe what she just heard. Big Mac screaming his lungs out about killing somepony? That was not her brother!

Her thoughts were interrupted by yet another blast and screams of agony.

"Get him!" numerous hoofsteps rushed past her to whatever it was that was attacking them only to be mowed down by the same blast sounds, this time in quicker succession. More warm liquid splashed her and the scent finally got to Applejack. Blood.

Biting on the apple in her mouth and crushing it, she spat it out, quickly followed by throwing up the little food the caribou fed her. After her stomach was empty she was dry heaving as nothing more was to come out. All the while the sounds of screaming, explosions, bones breaking and guts spilling hitting her ears, causing her to shiver in fear. Whatever was tearing the caribou apart was a bigger monster than them. But she wasn't complaining. The Goddess heard their cries for help and sent an avenger to free her creations.

"No! No, please-ARK!" the sound of metal piercing flesh, a body falling to the ground, mares sobbing all around her and heavy steps coming towards her. The creature was standing next to her, the smell of blood and fire hitting her nostrils.

"Help... Me.." she said quietly and the creature moved. The top half of the pillory was ripped off and Applejack started falling backwards. She never made it to the ground as heavily armored hands caught her and gently lowered her down, holding her for comfort. The blindfold was then gently removed from her eyes and she laid eyes on her savior. A giant clad in green armor and a helmet with a bluish visor, an unfamiliar face looking back at her. "What tha' hay are ya'?" Applejack asked weakly, looking at the strange creature holding her in it's arms. The stranger said nothing as his helmet moved around inspecting her body. "Ah' said-"

"Applejack!" the mare heard her brothers voice and lloked towrds the barn door where Big Mac was standing, covered in blood and holding a strange device in his hands. Upon seeing his sister, Mac dropped the weapon and rushed to her side. "Ah'm so glad yer' okay!" he tightly hugged her and Applejack returned the hug with equal measure. The stranger beside her then stood up and started gathering blankets, tablecloths and whatever else he could find and started distributing them to the other mares in the stable.

"Mac." the stallion looked at his sister who was trying very hard not to puke form the smell of blood coming from her brother. "Who is that?" Applejack pointed to the stranger who was handing out the coverings to the frightened mares. While still wary of him, they accepted the cloths and covered themselves.

"Ah' don't know. But he's 'ere ta' help." Mac answered as AJ nodded slowly. There was something wrong about the creature. How can somepony, no, something deal out so much death and be so calm about it? Was this their savior? This death dealer in green armor? What was he even?

"Y'all sure made a mess of my barn." Applejack's head immediately darted to the barn entrance once again to see Granny Smith of all ponies. The elderly mare looked at the carnage without even blinking. "What'd ah' tell ya' about making a mess of my barn?" her harsh tone was directed towards the armored creature. Applejack couldn't believe that her grandmother was scolding someone who just tore apart caribou like they were paper.

"Sorry, Nana." the creature spoke, it's voice deep and hoarse, sending a shiver down Applejack's spine. Wait...

"Nana?" both Applejack and Big Mac asked and the elderly mare slowly walked towards them, leaning on her cane for support. Big Mac slowly helped his sister to stand as Granny approached them.

"No time fer' that youngn's. Mac, be a dear and bring me that ol' barrel." she said hurriedly and let her cane drop to the ground.

"Ya' mean that ol' barrel?" Big Mac asked and looked to his sister in confusion. Their looks got even more confusing when Granny started stretching.

"Yeah, yeah, that one! Now hurry up!" Granny shooed him away and Mac quickly ran to the cellar entrance and climbed down.

"Granny? What's goin' on? And who is that?" Applejack asked and pointed to the stranger who was piling the dead caribou on top of each other.

"Ah'll explain everythin' later, Applejack." Granny put a comforting hand on the younger mare's shoulder. "Right now, there's work ta' be done." Granny glanced to the green avenger and scowled. "Yah' better not burn down mah' barn again!" Aplpejack could swear she saw the creature flicnch a tiny bit. Then the device on it's shoulder snapped up and fired something at the pile of corpses that froze them in an instant. "At least that'll keep tha' smell away." she nodded in satisfaction before turning to her granddaughter. "Applejack, remember all those times yer' ma' and pa' tried ta' scare ya' with stories of monsters under yer' bed?"

"Ah' remember it was you, Granny." Applejack said with a deadpan look that her grandmother ignored.

"And you know why the monster never got ya'?" Applejack rolled her eyes.

"Cuz' they're not real, Granny."

"Nnnope. It's because the Slayer got tah' dem' first." Applejack looked at her grandmother and blinked a few times. She looked between her grandmother and the green creature, presumably the Slayer, a little sceptically. "He was ere' a thousand years ago. S'when ah' first met im'." now Applejack was ready to scoff but being the Element of Honesty, she was basically a living lie detector. Granny Smith was not lying. Applejack stared at her grandmother in disbelief, her mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. "Put 'er down right 'ere Mac." Applejack was shaken out of her stupor when Big Mac lowered that old barrel to her right. Granny looked at the Slayer. "Well? Open 'er up, would ya'?" not wasting a single moment, the Slayer approached the barrel and smashed through the lid, the barrel cracking and falling apart into pieces. The Slayer knelt down and picked up a strange looking device and handed it to Granny. Something tapped Applejack on the hoof and looking down she saw it was a bottle. Picking it up, the mare's eyes went wide.

"That can't be right." she inspected the bottle more closely, the date it was filled to be more precise. "Says 'ere this bottle is over a thousand years old!" Applejack looked to Granny who was inspecting what Applejack was pretty sure was some kind of weapon.

"Sure is, sugarcube. It's from the Slayer's and Princess Luna's wedding." the mare replied nonchalantly, making Applejack almost drop the thousand year old bottle.

"Say what now?" Granny just chuckled and held the shotgun tighter.

"Now let's see if ah' remember this right." she pulled on the wooden underside and the shotgun made a satisfying click, ejecting a red shell casing. "Ah' still got it." she smirked and looked at the Slayer who nodded in response.

"Hey! What the Buck happened here?" all eyes were immediately on the caribou who suddenly appeared at the barn and the SLayer took one step forward before Granny Smith stopped him with the barrel of the shotgun over his chest. "You will die for this your lowly cunts!" the caribou then drew his battleaxe and two more arrived to back him up.

"Now ahm' only gonna' say this once." Granny pulled the trigger without hesitation and blew off the head of the first caribou. "Get the buck off mah' property." the remaining two looked at their headless comrade and back to Granny as she pupmed the shotgun for another blast. One of them then growled and charged at her only for his head to be blown off as well. "Feelin' lucky punk? Ah' sure as hell do!" not even giving the third one a chance to reply she blew off his head too before lowering the shotgun. "Comin' to mah' farm and abusing mah' granchildren?" Granny stomped to the barn door and fired off another shot at an incoing caribou. "Ya'll be shittin' lead when Ah'm done with yer' sorry flanks!" Granny then went out of sight as shotgun blasts and caribou screams rang through the night. The Slayer smirked under his helmet and then looked at a flabergasted Applejack.

"Would somepony explain tah' me what the BUCK is going on?"

About two hours earlier...

Twilight's castle has remained all but empty. Everypony was evacuated, both the mares and some imprisoned stallions, leaving only two alicorns in the throne room. Cadance has stopped crying but remained in Luna's embrace. The blue alicorn sympathized with her young niece. Taking a life was hard and Cadance was still shellshocked from the gruesome events that transpired about an hour ago.

"I'm fine." came the quiet voice of the pink princess and Luna pulled back and looked her in the eyes.

"You don't have to do this." Luna said calmly but Cadance shook her head.

"I have to." she blew strands of her mane from her eyes. "My daughter is still out there." Cadance stood up, fierce resolution in her eyes. "I have to find her." tightening her fists she stomped over to the dead body of Ingvar. "I lost Shining to these bastards." she knelt down and picked took a sheated knife from Ingvar's dead body. "I won't lose another. And this-" she pulled on her mane and brought the knife to it. "-will just get in the way." with one swift motion, Cadance cut off a great portion of her mane which left the length to about her shoulders. Dropping the knife on the dead caribou, she spat on him before turning around and walking back to Luna.

"It'll be dangerous, dear niece." Luna stood up and handed the plasma rifle to the younger alicorn.

"I don't care." Cadance took the rifle and saw that it's ammunition was somehow refilled. She didn't question it for a second.

"Once you join us on this road, there's no going back." Luna warned once again but Cadance's expression was rock solid.

"I don't intend on going back. I won't stop until I find Flurry Heart. I won't stop until I see Dainn's head on a pike." Cadance said with resolution and steel in her eyes. Luna smirked and put a hand on Cadance's shoulder, gripping it firmly and earning a smirk in return.

"Rip and tear, until it is done."

Back at Sweet Apple Acres...

"So yer' sayin' he just waltzed up to the farm." Applejack raised a brow at her brother.

"Eeyup." Mac replied with a nod.

"Saw you all tied up and bein' lashed like an animal."

"Eeyup."

"Then he freed ya' and gave you this metal lookin' death machine."

"Eeyup." Mac patted the chaingun to his right.

"Ah' can't believe it." Applejack sighed and rubbed her temples, clearly overwhelmed by what was going on.

"Ah'm just glad ol' Betsy is still kickin'." Granny said from the kitchen and came out with fresh apple pie. "Was sure the ol' gal would rust over the years."

"That's 'nother thing, Granny! You never told us yer' a thousand years old!" Applejack pointed to her grandmother who just chuckled and sat the apple pie in front of the Slayer who was sitting at the dining room table. "And who tha' hay is this?" Applejack pointed to the Slayer who seemed to be mesmerized by the delicious desert in front of him.

"An ol' friend." Granny patted the Slayer's shoulder. "Eat up dearie, 'for it get's cold."

"Am ah' the only one who is disturbed by all of this?" Applejack was at her wits end and when a familiar voice called from the living room, Applejack held some hope for something normal.

"Granny Smith! You made pie!" Pinkie rushed into the dining room and leaned her rocket launcher against the table. "Can I have some too?" she asked with a big smile and huge sparkling eyes, causing Applejack to facepalm.

"Ah' made this fer' him." Granny glanced to the Slayer and Pinkie immediately engaged the secret weapon of ponykind. The puppy eyes and pouting lip.

"Can I haz some, Doomy?" she even lowered her ears to really sell the look. The Slayer didn't even bother to resist and pushed the pie towards Pinkie who squealed in glee. Granny chuckled and patted the Slayer's shoulder.

"That look always got ya'."

"Indeed it did." a new voice joined in and Applejack and Big Mac bowed immediately. Luna walked into the dining room with Cadance and smiled. "Rise, my subjects. It is good to see you're... Well." Luna's expression saddened upon seeing Applejack and Big Mac. Her gaze then shifted towards Granny Smith. "Evening, Nana."

"Ah' keep tellin' ya', it's Granny Smith now." the elderly mare then walked over to Luna and hugged her. "S'been a long time, sugarcube." the alicorn returned the embrace.

"Indeed." Luna pulled back with a somber smile. "I-" she was stopped by Granny's finger on her lips.

"None o' that. Yer' here now, when it matters the most." Granny said warmly and then sighed. "Just wished yer' husband wouldn't always arrive in the last darn moment." Luna chuckled when the Slayer raised his arms defensively.

"Ah' think ah' need ta' sit down." Applejack pulled out a chair and sat down, her head in her hands. "Princess Luna's married..." a comforting hand was placed on her shoulder.

"It's been quite a day, Applejack." Cadance spoke, causing Applejack to look up at her. "I was also surprised to discover my aunt was married." she glanced over to the Slayer who was longingly watching the pie Pinkie was devouring, not even noticing what was going on around her. "Love acts in mysterious ways."

"I terribly apologize for interrupting." all heads turned to the Slayer, some in anticipation, others in confusion. "Greetings Mrs. Nana, Miss Applejack, Sir Big Mac. I am VEGA, a sentient intelligence assisting the Slayer." that didn't make any sense to the three but they nodded nontheless. "I am pleased to inform you that the Fortress has completed it's orbital navigation around the planet-"

"You have a space castle!?" Pinkie shouted only to be shushed by Granny."

"-however, the results are less than pleasing." the red light on the Slayer's chest lit up and a holographic image of planet Equis appeared. "Surrveliance drones were sent out to gather data." the hologram then seemingly expanded as video footage replaced it. Everyone winced upon seeing the footage. Numerous towns on fire, death and chaos on the streets, demons sacrificing unwilling stallions to gore nests. Applejack looked away while Granny and Big Mac glared at the footage.

"Wait! That's..." Cadance pointed to a specific feed and it got larger.

"I'm afraid the Crystal Empire has begun forming a super gore nest." Cadance covered her mouth in shock upon seeing the demonic entity slowl consuming her empire. "Smaller gore nests around Equestria are syphoning energy towards it. I recommend you take out the smaller gore nests to slow it's growth. Miss Pie has already destroyed the one in Ponyville." the Slayer extended his fist to Pinkie who smiled widely and fist-bumped him.

"Ponyville is recovering, but it will take time." said Cadance as she remembered her walk from Twilight's castle to Sweet Apple Acres.

"Can't we just strike at the heart?" Luna asked and pointed to the feed of the super gore nest.

"The energy will just syphon somewhere else." VEGA explained. "It is also much easier to destroy the smaller ones while saving many lives in the process. I believe the Slayer agrees." all eyes were on the Slayer who rose from his chair.

"Where?" he asked and another feed took center stage.

"Cloudsdale is nearing Ponyville. It should be here within two hours." the Slayer nodded and VEGA continued. "The Fortress slip-gate still needs time to function properly so you will have to go to Cloudsdale on foot."

"Wait." Pinkie spoke up and looked at the Slayer. "Why can't we just put everypony on your giant space castle? They'll be safe there."

"The fortress currently lacks a breathable atmosphere and lowering it into orbit would make it a priority target for the demonic forces." Pinkie oh'd and VEGA continued. "The slip-gate onboard will prove most useful once it's ready. I advise to endure until then." the video feeds disappeared and the hologram of Equis took it's place above the table again. the room went quiet and all eyes were on the Slayer once more. He looked at his wife who smiled in return. Pinkie stood up and put the rocket launcher over her shoulder.

"I'm ready!" she announced with a big, toothy grin.

"Ah'll fight too." Big Mac hoisted up the chaingun, making Applejack jump to her hooves.

"Mac! Are ya' out of yer' goshdarn mind?" the mare grabbed his shoulders. "You could die!"

"Ah' can't just do nothin', sis. It's tha' right thing ta' do."

"That's mah' colt!" Granny slapped Big Mac's back, causing the stallion to stumble a little.

"I've made my choice." Cadance said and lifted her plasma rifle.

The Slayer looked to the four ponies in front of him. All four had looks of determination in their eyes. And rage. It will serve them well. He nodded in approval and extended his fist over the table. Luna, Cadance, Big Mac and Pinkie Pie did the same, their fists meeting at the core of the Equis hologram.

"Fight like hell. Fight like Doom Marines."

Doom Marines testament I

The foolish king asked for our aid in his conquest of Equestria, a realm that knew not of war. In our haste and arrogance to replenish our forces, we gave Dainn the power he so seeked. His armies swept through the land, slaughtering and raping anyone foolish enough to stand in their way. The Slayer was nigh, for Hell trembled in his path, but our goal was already accomplished. Sacrifices made to our gore nests brought much needed souls to Nekravol. But then the Slayer appeared to enact his eternal vengeance against us. His brutality unmatched by any previous encounter for we discovered we had invaded what he calls home. But this time, the Slayer did not march alone. Hiding beneath their peaceful and docile masks lies wrath and fury as ponies rallied behind the Slayer. A small portion rose above the rest and joined the Slayer in his crusade. The terror they unleashed upon us sent tremors to the deepest parts of Hell. A new breed of Night Sentinels, the Slayer called them... The Doom Marines.

DOOM: Wrath of the king

by SkarinOfAtmora

1-Canterlot carnage

2-Innocence lost

2.5-Omake

3-Dance of death

4-All of their pain

5 - Nothing but a failure

6 - Answering the call