Sunset Shimmer runs away to a new world and becomes a Diclonius. Will she use her new powers to rule the world, or will human cruelty teach her the lessons Celestia could not?
Fed up with Celestia's lectures on Friendship, Sunset seeks a new world to call her own so she can prove that power is more important than friends.
She will find what she's looking for, but in a world where the strong rule the weak and the cruel crush the kind and only the most vicious survive, can one arrogant Unicorn pass the test to rule it all, or will she find herself crushed under uncaring hands?
A cold anger gripped the young Unicorn's heart. Sunset Shimmer couldn't understand why her mentor kept trying to push this nonsense on her. Friendship? Seriously!? She came here to learn magic! To gain power! Not to waste her time helping others who couldn't help themselves.
Sunset shook the day's lecture from her mind and focused on what she came here for...the mirror. Princess Celestia had told her that the mirror was a doorway to another world. An ugly, barbaric world without magic ruled by aggressive hairless apes that were meaner than the Dragons and the Changelings combined!
As far as Sunset was concerned, these guys had the right idea. Power is what mattered, and she knew in her heart that she was destined for greatness, and if the only ones who could appreciate that were monsters, then so be it.
She channeled her icy blue magic from her horn into the sigils on the mirror, the sigils began to glow, then the glow poured into the mirror, creating a brilliant explosion of light that Sunset had to shield her eyes from. When she lowered her foreleg, she saw a swirling vortex of brilliant blue light leading to another world, a world she was determined to rule.
Sunset smiled at her success and gave her saddle bags one final check when suddenly the doors behind the rebellious Unicorn flew open, revealing her former mentor and a pair of guards. "Sunset! Step away from that portal!!"
Sunset Shimmer glared at Celestia with fresh anger. "You still think I'm not ready! You still think I'm not good enough for the real lessons!! But I'll never be ready if you keep wasting my time with this 'friendship' nonsense!!" The Unicorn shouted as she stepped towards the portal.
"Sunset please! That world is too dangerous! You don't kno-" Celestia's pleas were interrupted by Sunset's fury. "IT'S A WORLD! WITHOUT! MAGIC!! WE COULD'VE ALREADY RULED IT IF YOU LET US!! BUT YOU WANT US TO WASTE OUR MAKING FRIENDS!!!" Sunset spat the word with all the venom she could muster.
Celestia's eyes shrank to pin pricks as she realized just how little Sunset understood what she was about to do. "STOP HER!!" She shouted to the guards while channeling her magic to arrest her wayward student.
Unfortunately, after a recent Changeling attack a few months ago, Celestia had deigned to teach Sunset Shimmer some defensive spells. When she saw her mentor's horn begin to glow, she channeled her magic inward to resist outside magic. It wouldn't allow her to resist an Alicorn for long, but it gave her a split second to turn from her treacherous mentor and leap through the portal.
What followed was a miasma of colors as Sunset tore through the Infinite Planes of Reality before she finally stumbled and landed face first on a field of white sand.
Sunset groaned as she rose on all fours. Her body felt strange, the first thing she noticed was that her forelegs, face, and upper rear thighs were colder than the rest of her body.
When she opened her eyes, the second thing she noticed was that she was in a dimly lit shack made of sheet metal. The building was missing a wall and floor, giving Sunset a clear view of the beach she had landed on in the middle of the night.
Finally, as she brought a forehoof up to wipe away the sand she landed in...she noticed her body. "WAAAAAAAAAHH!!!!" Sunset shouted as she backpedaled at the shocking sight of her own limb, now devoid of it's orange fur and ending in a strange appendage that reminded her of a griffon's talon.
Her eyes drifted from her forelimbs to the rest of her body. She realized the reason parts of her body were colder than the rest is because she was wearing clothes. Likely because her new body seemed to be one of the hairless apes the stories said ruled this world.
Her hairless skin was a milky white that leaned towards pink, and her mane had become a bright pink she had seen in pictures of Princess Celestia before her ascension.
The front of her body was covered in a light blue T-shirt and a(SWEET CELESTIA!!) black leather jacket. It also felt as though there was something beneath the shirt that clinging tightly to the strange mounds of flesh atop her chest.
The back end of her body was covered with a reddish pink skirt and black leggings, with whatever odd appendages adorned her back legs being obscured by what she could only describe as false hooves.
She kept looking herself over and flexing the talons that replaced her hooves(she swear she could feel smaller ones on her back hooves) until she heard creatures coming.
"I'm telling ya, I just heard some chick screamin' ovah here." A male voice grew loader as a group approached.
"Oh, she's gonna be screamin'. Ain't no bitch trespassin' on our turf without puttin' out!" Another declared with malicious intent.
Sunset grinned to herself, time to show these apes what real power looked like.
She straightened herself up as best she could, her long back legs making it awkward to hold her head high until she settled for bending her knees to the ground, and then she... realized her magic was gone!!
"What? No no no no no no no no NOOOOOOO!!!" She cried out in a panic.
"Hey! She's over here!!" A voice brought Sunset back to her terrible reality.
A gang of three thugs stood tall over Sunset on their back legs alone, their front legs hanging loosely by the sides of their chests.
The three thugs scrutinized Sunset, who they found staring up at them on her hands and knees with a panicked expression. "Jeez! This slut's twinking out! What do you think she's on?" One of them asked.
"What the- Are those...HORNS!?" Another exclaimed while pointing at Sunset's head.
"Probably some stupid cosplay shit. Whatever, just means she'll be easier to hold down while she blows me." The biggest meanest one sneered. He was obviously the leader, and while Sunset didn't know what he was talking about, she knew it wasn't anything good.
Sunset's mind raced. Her magic wasn't working, her body was unfamiliar, there were no weapons in reach, and three male apes that were much bigger than her were closing in with lecherous grins. "...I...uh...this...she..."
The big male whistled. "Damn, you are on some baaad shit! Ya got anymore?"
"Wuh... what do you-AAAAAAAAHHH!!!!" The big male wrapped his talons in Sunset's mane and pulled her off the ground and slammed into the shed wall behind her. "You deaf bitch? Where're yer drugs at?"
"I-I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOU-AAH!!" The thug slapped Sunset across the face with the back of his talon. "You so fucked up you can't understand Japanese!? Screw it, we'll find'em ourselves."
With no further warning, the thug pulled down the zipper on Sunset's jacket and squeezed one of the mounds on her chest, illiciting an involuntary moan as he began harshly kissing her neck.
...is...is he...OH TARTARUS NO!!! Sunset's fear gave way to pride as she sought to preserve her dignity. She imitated her attacker by wrapping one talon in his mane and pulling him off far enough to slap him across the face with her other talon. Wasting no time, she turned and braced herself against the wall to deliver a full force buck to her opponent and knock him down as the other two moved in.
Sunset turned to slap the first crony, but he grabbed her forelimb...and he didn't slap her.
A curled talon collided with her face, four semi-sharp bones trying to pierce her cheekbone as her vision went white and then black. She was immediately returned to cruel consciousness when the other crony's rear(or rather bottom) limb slammed the point of his false hoof into her stomach.
Sunset gasped for air as the leader walked up to her, a red mark and an angry scowl being the only damage done. "You could've walked away after we were done, now I'm gonna drown you."
The other two apes seized her by her forelimbs and dragged her up. They pulled off her jacket and ripped off her shirt. As the leader began to lift up her skirt, Sunset thought of the events that lead her here. Her mentor's insistence on learning Friendship, her decision to leave Equestria behind, of realizing she hadn't her magic with her.
She was better... she was superior!! These lowly apes had no right to treat her like this, they should be begging for their lives and catering to her every need.
As her attackers started to remove their own clothes, a darker anger than any Sunset had felt before began to overwhelm her senses. She wanted them to pay, she wanted them to suffer, but more than anything, she wanted them gone!
GET THE BUCK OFF MEEE!!!
Sunset dropped to the floor like her strings had been cut, she was soaking wet with a sticky salty substance that had temporarily blinded her, and the thugs had all gone silent.
Sunset kept her forelimbs up, unsure of what had happened. But after ten seconds of waiting, she took the time to rub her eyes clean...and look.
The shed had been painted red. The three apes laid before Sunset in several mutilated pieces, having been bisected and beheaded at the same time by some wickedly serrated blade.
Sunset observed some of their talons twitching despite the bisecting strike having lopped off most of their forelimbs just above the elbow. Then she realized that she was soaked in their blood.
...did... did I do that? Sunset pondered, looking to her bloody talons. She remembered how it felt, to hate them so much, and tried to back that hatred back up while at one of their severed heads.
Something lashed out from her. Crushing the head like a melon under an Earth Pony's hoof and leaving a bloody print that looked like her talon.
That settles it! It was me!! I do still have magic!!! Sunset began to smile. She looked at one of the other heads. She tried to levitate it, but nothing happened. Then she moved her forelimb and it's talon to get a feel for it and tried to imagine picking up the head while channeling her hatred again.
It worked! An invisible limb stretched out from her back and grabbed the head in its talon. With a satisfied grin, Sunset crushed it. Alright apes, let's try this again...
Police Chief Takatomi took a sip of his morning coffee, letting it sit in his mouth and fight off the cold of a bitter January morning before turning his attention to the task at hand. Crossing under the yellow tape, Takatomi begrudgingly permitted the detective in charge to brief him...though the poor man's face already had.
"It's...mph... it's just as you said sir...they were...the...BLAAARGH!!!" The detective lost his breakfast as the Chief pressed on towards the sheet metal shed.
Blood splattered the sand outside the shed, presenting the tamest aspect to the massacre. Inside the shed, three college age boys lay in bloody pieces. Their arms cut off at the elbows, their torsos cut off at the stomach and spilling their entrails, and only one severed head left intact, the other two were pulped.
Takatomi squeezed his cup of coffee. It was one of them. One of those....things! "Make sure the press doesn't get a word of this. I need to make a call."
An urgent hand snatched a phone from its hook with an audible clunk. "Yes?...Where?...I see.... We'll handle this immediately." The phone was returned to its rest as the Chief Director of the Vector Research Facility came to terms with his grim reality. Another Diclonius had surfaced. Another threat to humanity that would bare the visage of a young girl, the visage of his daughter, that he would have to put down.
Chief Director Kurama pulled out his personal cell and speed dialed a number as he turned and left his office. "Assemble a search party, we've got another one."
"Ah, so these are called 'fingers' then." Sunset clarified to herself while wiggling the aforementioned digits. "And you're not lying to make me a fool right?"
No! No, I swear it's the truth! Please!!" Cried the young woman Sunset had suspended in the air. The two of them stood surrounded by the bloody pieces of three other humans in the teenager's small home, so she knew better than to question the insane woman who kept asking her for basic information.
It had been ten hours since Sunset came to this world, in that time she's hardly slept a wink for the sheer excitement of experimenting with her new powers.
She's discovered that she has four magical tendrils with these 'hands' on them, and that she can use them to leap vast distances and shield herself...she was very thankful for that last one.
Her second killing was another group of thugs, but this time one of them was armed with a small handheld cannon. If the first shot hadn't missed her, she wouldn't have known to protect herself.
She's been more cautious with her killings since the first, though she hasn't heard anything about the bodies being discovered... maybe it's normal around here.
Now, she was trying to gain information on this new world of hers, and the 'humans' she shared it with. "Now, I heard you refer to our language as 'Japanese'. Where does that come from?"
"..W-well...we-we're in Japan." The girl stuttered.
"Ah, is that a State, Country, or the World?" Sunset inquired.
"Wuh-" The girl's question was cut short by the sound of broken glass.
Sunset turned to the sound and registered an armored human leveling a cannon at her as more glass broke along with wood.
Sunset flung the girl into the first human warrior and ran for the door, unsurprised to find three more leveling cannons at her...but she was too close.
The three humans fell to pieces, their armor useless against Sunset's magic. However, the sheer numbers caused a tremor of concern to ripple through Sunset's being.
Two more humans leveled cannons from outside the door as another group came from behind her. Thinking fast, Sunset used two of her tendrils to launch herself skyward while the other two shredded the ceiling above her.
Landing on the roof reduced the number of humans attacking her, but not completely. The humans outside the home immediately opened fire on her. Sunset backpedaled, shocked at how many projectiles these military cannons could launch at her and uncertain if her tendrils could block them all, especially when the group inside started shooting up through the ceiling and only missed her by fortune.
Launching herself from the roof into the backyard, Sunset only found a large group of humans waiting for her. Now that she was in free fall, all Sunset could do was put all her focus into blocking the storm of tiny cannonballs and hope she made it to the ground.
Fortunately for her, her magic made that almost comically easy. The tiny cannonballs bounced off her tendrils like raindrops on an umbrella. Concern turned to vengeful excitement as Sunset landed in the middle of the group and started slaughtering them, laughing maniacally at the sheer euphoria of being powerful in a world of weaklings.
But Sunset didn't let this blind her. There were still a lot of them, but she had a plan. Grabbing two blood soaked cannons in her tendrils, Sunset emptied their contents into the humans chasing her as she ran through the suburban area.
When her weapons ran dry, the humans broke cover and started shooting at her again, but they had stopped coming from every single direction. They must be running out of bodies.
Kurama was shocked still for a moment. Not because the Diclonius was abnormally powerful or slaughtering his strike team, he had gotten used to such carnage, but because as the Diclonius leapt from the house, he got his first real look at her.
Two weeks ago, Kurama tracked down and put away the Diclonius Queen, the first of their race that the General Director had named 'Lucy', but this Diclonius appeared older than the first by at least three years. Even accounting for sipilets, this was abnormal. It needed to be reported.
Sunset was grateful that she had taken a vacation to Manehattan last year. Equestria's most futuristic city is the only reason she recognized the manhole she passed on her way to the house she'd chose to sleep in. She still wasn't too pleased about hiding in the sewers like a rat, but there were too many soldiers.
Did it really take them this long to find the bodies? I guess they were a little out of the way. Sunset thought to herself.
Pulling open the manhole, Sunset dropped into the sewer and broke her fall with two of her tendrils to keep her feet out of the sewer while two more replaced the manhole cover before anyone saw her.
The water sloshed as her tendrils carried her like long legs. She kept her real legs tucked into her body, hoping the disgusting water wouldn't stain her. Worthless apes, I'll get you for this!
She considered going out the first manhole she saw, but thought better of it and carried on until she found another one.
Slowly lifting the lid, Sunset Shimmer peeked out to look around and make sure there weren't any soldiers. Satisfied that there weren't, she climbed out of the sewers and took a second to think. I could make a run, but I have nowhere to go except...
Sunset shook her head. She wasn't going back. Not yet, not after one day! Besides, she was better than this. She was better than them! Those... Those...BITCHES!!! Sunset recalled the word the first humans used to describe her when they thought she was inferior. They were wrong! Everypony was wrong! And she was going to prove it.
"...Yes sir...I understand." Kurama gripped his cellphone like he was trying to break it. The General Director had just ordered him to take this specimen alive, and they had already lost sight of her along with a dozen men. There were only 18 SAT troops left, and they only found her because she had deigned to throw half a teenager out the window as the search party was combing the area.
He had a backup plan, but he didn't want to rely on it, but they had to track her down before she killed agai-"HEY BITCHES!!!"
Kurama turned just in time to duck as two manhole covers shot into the group of armed men. One of which lodged itself into the transport van and evidently threw a spark into the vehicle's oil or gasoline, resulting in an explosion.
Kurama was dazed, despite the ringing in his ears, he could still hear the muffled sounds gunfire, screaming, and the tearing of flesh and bones. Then there was silence.
Kurama fought to his feet and pulled a handgun, determined to go down fighting against this monster. Then he saw her.
Kurama froze. He had seen Diclonii be cold and uncaring, he had seen them crazed and mentally broken, but he had never seen one so cruel as this one. It was watching him struggle! With an amused smirk no less! There was no moral debate like the incident with Lucy. This creature was pure evil!
Kurama raised his gun, already aware that it was pointless. He was proven right when one of the monsters vectors shot out and crushed his pistol...along with the hand holding it.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Kurama cried out in pain. And the Diclonius started laughing. "Oops. Sorry, I didn't realize you were so fragile."
Kurama stifled his pain with anger. "You-grk!!" He felt an invisible hand close on his throat and lift him off his feet. "Listen up... human, my name is Sunset Shimmer! And your world is mine now! So you go tell whoever's in charge to get off my throne, and maybe, I'll let her live as my servant."
Kurama barely registered the childish name and display, this Diclonius was out it's mind! But this was his only chance to get out alive. "Yes! Okay! I'll tell them!!"
"Good boy." The Diclonius calling itself Sunset smirked as she dropped Kurama and mosied on back to the suburban home she had planned to stay the night in... before turning towards the second transport van. "Hmm, I think it'll help my victory sink in if you have to walk."
Kurama's blood ran cold as the van was lifted into the air. "Wait! STOP!!" But it was too late, the van slammed hard into the ground once! twice! thrice! And then struck the ground a forth and final time, rendering the vehicle useless.
"Ooh, was that expensive? Too bad bitch! Ah-hahahahahahahahaaa..." Sunset cackled to herself as she walked into the house.
Kurama pulled himself up and ran to the destroyed van, pulling the back doors open and hoping for a miracle.
Reality...is often disappointing. The young girl that the strike team had rescued had been tossed around inside the van like a ragdoll. Her body laid twisted in an unnatural shape. And all Kurama could do was promise to make this monster suffer...by any means necessary.
