Scootaloo stabs the Alicorn with her sword. The blade goes through the being sticking out her chest.

“NO!”

Energy flows from the Alicorn’s body through the sword and into Scootaloo. The mare starts to glow as the Alicorn disappears.

“Scootaloo stop!” A yellow blur tackles Scooaloo and she drops the sword.

The sword on the ground shines with the last of the magic energy. Dr. Pip walks out from behind me and picks up the blade.

“I’ll be taking this,” The demon pony remarks, “But I’ll give you something in return.”

The good doctor puts a shotgun and ammo on the ground.

“No you don’t,” I charged at my twisted version. She disappears in black smoke.

“Do you know what you have done!” Scootaloo shouts.

“I couldn’t let you do this,” Apple Bloom cries.

Scootaloo raised an eye brow, “How did you get up here?”

“Pony in the blue box,” Apple Bloom points at a police box behind her, “But he said he has to stay away from the floating God thing over head so he’s not getting out.”

Suddenly Scootaloo clenches her chest and collapses to the ground.

“Scootaloo!” Apple Bloom rushes for the downed pony.

I walked up to the twitching Scootaloo with a shotgun in my mouth.

“No! Don’t!” Apple Bloom begs.

“She needs to die,” I snapped.

“She’s my friend,” Apple Bloom says with tears.

“Apple Bloom,” I kneel to talk to the mare, “She did so many things. I’m not even sure killing her would stop her. But sometimes ponies just need to die.”

“I can’t let you,” Apple Bloom grabs Scootaloo.

“Trust me by my honor of an Apple this needs to be done,” I told the yellow filly.

“You’re an Apple?” Apple Bloom looked at me wide eyed.

“By word and blood,” I cocked my gun.

Apple Bloom sighs and moves out of the way for me.

“Useless bitch!” Scootaloo shouts as the end of a whip like tail many meters long pierce the yellow mare through the heart and out her back. Scootaloo removes the tail and blood sprits from the holes in Apple Bloom as her heart makes one last beat. “Welcome to the next death world.”

I open fire on the creature. Scootaloo dodges as her body and bones crack from mutation. The orange mare lands on her hind feet sliding across the asphalt leaving her standing up right. One of her forelegs had turned into ravageous three digit claws. Fleshly plate spikes went up her arms. As I watched this growth spread to her chest and face.

The buck shot of my second shell hits the mare in the chest. Other then the marred flesh it didn’t seem to have much of an affect. Scootaloo lets out a roar. I found myself dodging lighting strikes as I fired upon the Scootamonster.

“It’s useless,” Scootaloo laughs, “Even without all the power adsorbed into my body I’m still much too strong to be killed by bullets.”

“I can hope you choke on them,” I snapped as I used my magic to reload my gun.

I was struck in the hindleg by a lighting strike. It hurt, Not as much as I thought it would. Then again I didn’t think this stuff was as strong as real lighting. I looked at my blacken hoof.

Another lightning bolt came at me. I rolled out of the way. Quickly getting to my feet, I made some distance. The further I got, I noticed the aim of Scootaloo got worst and she stopped trying to hit me.

“I can’t believe you killed your friend Apple Bloom!” I snapped. “She was a good soul.”

Wait, good soul?-

“Ah, Don’t make me laugh you convinced her to let you kill me,” Scootaloo egoed interrupting my thought. “Besides, I can resurrect her once I get the full powers of a god, after all almost all souls are destined to return to the earthly realm.”

Hoping against hope, I ran for Apple Bloom’s body as fast as I could with a burned hoof. I slid across the asphalt like a baseball player, the skin of my flank getting ripped up. I fired a shotgun blast into the neck of the corpse of Apple Bloom.

“You bitch how dare you do that to Apple Bloom!” Scootaloo raged.

I smirked raising a bloody chunk with my magic. “Ah, So you do have feelings for her. Good because Apple Bloom sends you her love.”

I floated the bloody mass in front of me and shot it. The goo splatters over Scootaloo.

“What was that,” The monster snaps.

“You’ll see,” I smiled.

Suddenly spots fizzle on Scootaloo’s chest.

“Wait? What’s this?” Scootaloo asks confused.

“Aglaophotis, A bezoar created by a good soul,” I answered, “It has the power to make miracles happen.

Blam!

Blam!

Blam!

Blam!

Blam!

Blam!

I emptied my shotgun in Scootaloo’s chest. She drops to the ground and curls into a ball. All of her monsters mutations disappeared from her body. I rolled Scootaloo over and saw she was undamaged. The mare made sounds to show she was still alive. My shotgun clicks telling me it was empty.

Sighing from disappointment, I thought about killing the filly by other means. But I didn’t have the heart for it.

A black orb rolls away from Scootaloo. Glowing green eyes appeared on the orb and it starts smoking black. The thing starts laughing.

I summon my keyblade to break the laughing orb.

“Sombra! You said it would work!” Scootaloo yells at the orb, “Do you know all the sacrifices I made.”

“The sacrifices you made were very little compared to what you made others go through,” Sombra answers.

“The most devastating pony I ran into is one who is corrupted sacrifice,” I remarked under my breath.

“Ah ah ah,” Sombra laughs. The black crystals shoot up from the asphalt. They take the form of a big black stallion.

My keyblade reacts to the creature’s presence. It floats away from me and shoots up into the air. It hit what Scootaloo called the Nirvana Core. The core explodes bathing us all in light.

I found myself in a parking lot overlooking a wooded valley covered in fog.

A few feet away from me was a restroom building.

“Littlepip is that you?” I heard Mr. Black’s voice through a Spritebot speaker. I turn around to see the machine.

“You disappeared for a few days,” The buck says to me, “Since Pinkie died the Spritebots stopped playing the Sexcaster frequency. I can have one of these fallow you now. Celestria told me that your friends finally arrived at the control center. If you want to talk to them.”

“Can I wash up first?” I asked.

“Tell me when ready,” Mr. Black answered.

I walked up to the rest room station. Words were written on the male and female doors in what looked to be blood.

Male’s door, “Animus,”.

Female’s door, “Anima,”.

The male door was closer so I stepped into it.

To my surprise I see a blue pegasus buck with a olive green mane looking at himself in the mirror. His cutie mark was a cloud with the sun peering through.