So, I have been sitting on that train for hours, so I decided to think on some things while I waited. I had no plan so far, but did I need one? All I really needed was an artifact without some unexplained weakness, and I was set to burn this pretty little world. However, didn't I want to go back to my world? Well, no. In my world, I was just an average Joe, and I doubted my magic would follow me if I went back. So, I decided to just stay here, maybe find a way to merge this world with my old one, so I could at least keep my powers, hell, maybe even take over both worlds. After my thought session, The train comes to a stop and, as expected, everyone crowds off the train, and I get off last, seeing no need to rush.

However, I still feel a bit in a bind, because all my magic is gone. But I still have something: the gem from the Alicorn Amulet. I feel like it could still be very useful, but I need something to attach it to. However, I noticed no metalworkers in this little town, and I barely passed welding in high school, so me forging myself an amulet was a definite no-go. So what's a man to do? Then, I realized something: a staff could be just as useful! But where to get one that would work? Surely there was some kind of magic shop around here. So, I looked around, feeling no need to hide, what, with me beating the ever-loving crap out of the Mane Six. Needless to say, it was the most disappointing searches I've ever led. I mean, all the signs didn't really say anything, they just had pictures and symbols! Seriously, why all the secrecy and whatnot? Just put it all out there, I say! no more symbols, no more initiations! Anyway, rant aside, I continue the search for some kind of staff shop, but I find none. However, I do know one, eh, "person", I suppose, that might be able to help, though I'd prefer not to be around her again. Nothing personal, it's just that she's WAAAAY too into me, and I don't want that to become a problem. Nevertheless, I see no other option: I have to see Mizzietta. If anyone could find another powerful artifact for me, it was her. After all, she was a collector. Nonetheless, I have to make my way back to the forest where we met, and find her lair... again. Still, whining wasn't going to bring her lair to me, so I started walking. However, as I'm walking, I see a familiar pink figure ahead: Pinkie Pie, that bouncing nuisance. I'm tempted to find another route, but there are no others. I have to get to the forest, so I put on a brave face (not that anyone could tell), and walk the same direction, trying to ignore her. Thankfully, I walk past her unhindered. However, someone puts a hand to my shoulder, and turns me around to look at them. Surprise, surprise, It's Applejack.

"Ah knew it had to be you! You got a lot o' nerve, showin' up back here!" Applejack threatened. I, however, pay her no mind.

"I suppose I do. You, however, must have more for putting your filthy appendages on me." I say in my evillest voice. However, the orange pony just scoffed.

"Don't you try an' act tough with me. Twi told us all about how she broke yer little necklace. Now that yer powerless, What's gonna stop me from takin' you to th' guards right now?" She asked, more rhetorically than actually. I responded anyway, 'cuz I'm a badass like that:

"I suppose nothing. Well, except maybe this." I say, then I kick her in the stomach, causing her to stumble backwards. Before she can retaliate, I then grab her ponytail, yank it down, so she has to face upward, and I kick her back, sending her into the ground pretty fast, and assuring that she stays there. It wasn't hard, I've fought hooligans like her before, and won. The trick is to get behind them, and that was it for them. This redneck was no different, hell, maybe easier. Anyway, that's the second time I've fought her and won, but I have to wonder: What of her friends? Applejack was easy, but would her friends be easy to take out? I doubted it, so I kept walking along, hoping none of the others came to her aid. I may be acting like a badass, but I'm only good at fighting muscle-headed oafs, not opponents with actual talent.

"Ugh, I hate ponies." I say as I continue on. Anyway, I get my wish, and no one else confronts me, and I make it out of town with relative ease. Unfortunately, I'm already dead tired by the time I reach the towns edge. God, this sounds really bad for my pride, but I really miss that amulet. Oh well, at least I still had the gem that belonged to it. So, I take a quick break, and continue on. I made it through that forest before, I can do it again... Except that I was starving. It was weird, I haven't been hungry since I got here, but I guess that was just adrenaline. Now, I am feeling like I'm going to die if I don't eat soon. So, I turn back, but I see several things wrong with getting something from the town; one: The Mane Six. Two: It was probably all vegetables and sweets, and I refuse to partake of that kind of diet; I need meat. And thankfully, I know just where to get some from: Fluttershy's hut. Yeah, It's cruel and unusual, but it beats dying. Destination in mind, I then set out on the quest for something edible. Unfortunately, I forgot to take into account that I had no Idea where her hut even is. Nonetheless, I marched onward, hoping that going in one singular direction would yield results. Unfortunately, I ended up lost really quickly. Just my luck, I suppose.

"GOD DAMMIT! AGAIN!?" I cry, venting my frustration of being lost on a nearby tree.

"I! FUCKING! HATE! THIS! GOD! DAMNED! FOREST!" I rant, stomping the ground. Oddly enough, my rage must have special luck-giving powers, because the minute I stormed off, I turned out to be right next to Fluttershy's hut the whole time, which made me even angrier. But, I calmed down. I had easy food now, And I watched enough survival shows on T.V. to know how to skin and cook anything I could kill... which, admittedly, wasn't much in my current state. However, there were rabbits and chickens, so I could make due. However, as soon as I move to catch some chickens, I see something move in the window. However, it had hidden itself, so I ignore it. Then, I catch me some chickens, at least three, and crush a rabbit skull or two. It was bloody, yes, but blood washes off of metal. Besides, I used to have a job in a slaughterhouse once, and I had to execute smaller, cuter things. So, gathering wasn't a big deal. However, as I try to leave, The hut door flies open, and a familiar yellow-and-pink pony steps out, trying to stop me.

"What are you doing!? Put them down right now!" Fluttershy cries, moving as if to stop me, but she obviously remembers the beat-down I gave her and her friends last time, so she doesn't get too close to me.

"What? Put them down? And why would I do that? Besides, you're a little late for the bunnies..." I say, holding up one mangled white hare. Fluttershy then gasps, her eyes filling with tears.

"You... You monster... How could you..?" She asks, and I shrug, indifferent to her suffering.

"To survive, I guess? I gotta eat too, you know." I say, and then I turn and walk away. I try to walk away, but she then grabs my robe in an attempt to stop me, and I was sorely tempted to do to her what I did to Celestia. That is, if my hands weren't already full. Nonetheless, I turn around, and seem to tower over her. I know she's about my height, but I scare her so much, she actually cowers before me. Sometimes, I just love my life.

"You dare to rest your hands on me!? Do you not remember the last incident!?" I yell, causing her to cower so much, she seems to actually shrink.

"I...I just... Please... Don't take them... You can't possibly be that cruel!" She says, and that strikes a nerve with me. I attempted to eradicate an entire city before I had to resort to this. I just laugh at her pleas, and walk into the woods, still laughing, harder and harder, leaving a broken-hearted pony behind. When I reach a good spot in the woods, I use my claws to tear the chickens' jugulars out, then I prepare a campfire. I try putting the wood in a cone, like in the shows, but it wont light. And, several tries and several more hours later, I give up, violently.

"Grah! I hate forests!" I yell, tempted to kick the unlit firewood pile. Suddenly, though, the wood explodes, catching fire. I fly backward in shock, and I look at the now-burning wood pile, still in shock. Then I hear a familiar voice:

"Hey, Mal, need a light?" Mizzietta laughs, stepping into the light of the campfire. I see she has taken her larger form, which does not surprise me. However, I didn't expect her to find me this fast.

"Ah, Mizzy. Thought I'd see you around." I say plainly, as if I always had expected her.

"Of course, I'm the only dragon around here, after all." She says matter-of-factly. "So, I see you escaped okay, but where's the amulet?" She asks, pointing to my neck. I look, and sigh.

"It, eh, broke." I say nervously, putting a rabbit over the fire.

"What do you mean "It broke"?" Mizzietta asks. Reluctantly and wordlessly, I toss her the gem from the once-powerful artifact.

"That's all I could recover. I had to get out fast, see?" I explain, and Mizzietta shook her head.

"Well, at least you brought the gem back..." Mizzietta sighed.

"Yeah, but I have something... Important, to ask of you." I say, wondering if I'm making a good decision by asking this.

"You want something else from me? Well, I guess, but only because I like you, and you brought me dinner." Mizzietta said, taking the rabbit I was cooking and tossing it into her mouth.

"Great, because I need another artifact, and one without a weakness." I say. Mizzietta seems to ponder this, then smiles.

"I know a couple of others, but it'll cost you." Mizzietta says, and I'm fairly desperate, so I stupidly agree, despite knowing I might regret it. Oh, how far off I was...

"Anything!" I say, desperate for one last bid at power. Mizzietta smiles, and she replies:

"Okay, but I prefer my payment up front. Like you, I'm very, how did you say, "precise"?" Mizzietta says, causing me to choke on a chicken leg I was eating. After some coughing, though, I recovered, and resumed, albeit nervously. When I finish, I ask:

"What could you possibly want from me? I don't have anything, remember?" I say, quite flustered over my chances of obtaining ultimate power slipping away.

"Well, then let's go to my cave so we can work something out. I'm sure there's... something, you can offer me." Mizzietta said, a little unnervingly, but I paid it no mind. Then, she picks me up, flustering me more due to my problem with being held, and we're off to the cave, after she puts the fire out, of course.

We arrive at the cave in less than a minute, and I was glad. The sooner, the better. Then, we start talking cost.

"So, you want an artifact of great power, but have nothing to offer me, you say?" She asks, making me nervous.

"Well, when you put it that way..." I say, scratching the back of my neck nervously.

"It doesn't matter. I may have another method of payment, but it will be in the form of another favor. Interested?" Mizzietta asks, casting a sly grin at me that makes me blush beneath my helmet. Nevertheless, I see no reason to disagree at the time. After all, what else could she have possibly lost?

"Alright. What'd you lose this time?" I ask, feeling pretty confident.

"Oh, It's not about anything I've lost, but rather what I want. I think you can guess the rest." Mizzietta said sultrily, getting closer to me and causing me to become even more uncomfortable than usual around her. In fact, I was feeling stupid for not being near the cave mouth at all times.

"Wow... Didn't see THAT coming..." my inner voice said.

"Of course you didn't." I thought back at it as I continued to back away from the giant, horny reptile that now had her sights set on me, well, parts of me.

"Okay, back up, I never agreed to this!" I exclaimed, thinking only of all the very bad ways this could end.

"Actually, You did. Now, you're mine, little man." Mizzietta laughed, backing me into a corner, figuratively and literally. I tried to think of a way out of this mess, but I saw no way past Mizzietta. So, with no way to run, I tried talking, which is kind of hard when you're panicking and a five-ton mass of fire, scales, and teeth is bearing down on you with the sole intention of mating with you.

"Wait, wait, you're a dragon, and I'm, well, not! How do you expect to go about this without crushing me?" I ask her, hoping it deters her, but she laughs instead, not a sound I want to hear from her right now.

"Oh right, I forgot!" Mizzietta exclaims, and she shrinks down to my height, but with that damn distracting figure! Now, let's get one thing straight: I am NOT into bestiality, and I do NOT find reptiles attractive in any form. But even I can't help but stare at those curves. So, it was bad at first, and I want nothing to do with it, but then she practically throws herself onto me, and all the logic centers in my brain go on vacation faster than I can say "Damn!". So I try to resist, but she manages to pin my arms, and my legs seem to have lost the will to move, the traitorous bastards. So I'm stuck, and she REALLY wants the D. Needless to say, plan B has failed catastrophically, and I'm not getting enough blood to my brain to think of a plan C, for obvious reasons, so I just keep talking:

"I need an adult!" I yell weakly, but Mizzy just laughs.

"Silly boy. I am an adult." she says finally. Before I know it, Mizzietta has pulled my robes up and off of my person, and tossed them aside, and I still have no idea what to do. Then, Mizzy moves to my gauntlets, pulling them off and discarding them, then she pulls off my boots, and then she removes my helmet, and brings her face really close to mine. Then, Mizzy catches me off guard with a deep, passionate kiss, and then it gets weird. I warn you now, if you have a weak heart or hate interspecies intercourse as much as I do, you need to skip this next part, because this shit's for the weirdos only.

Anyways, as Mizzietta's snout is locked to my face, she moves her claws to my underpants, and instead of pulling them off immediately, she slips her claws inside them and starts groping me with a passion. She does this for a while, just groping and rubbing, until she thinks I'm nice and hard enough. Then, she pulls my underwear slowly off my waist, disengages her mouth from mine, and lowers her waist onto mine, until it slides in, and then she twists and turns while I'm inside her, causing her to moan as she gets it in deeper. After she finishes that up, she proceeds to raise her waist up, then bring it back down with a vengeance, and she repeats this process over and over. Meanwhile, Mizzy pulls my face up and into her great, heaving breasts, and just keeps my head between them as she raises and lowers herself onto my belligerent member. She continues to ride me like a Ferris wheel for a good eight minutes, just up, down, up, down, until I finally can't take it anymore, and I release into her.

However, Mizzietta is far from done with me. After I finish, she rolls over, pulls me on top of her, and she then guides my still-hard dick into her pussy, and she starts to push me back and forth, grabbing my right hand with her free hand and placing mine on her left breast, and I notice that her breasts are getting harder, and her hole looser. However, I soon realize that not to be the case, and I find out that Mizzietta's growing bigger, and soon easily doubles me in size, but thankfully has not returned to her full size, which was about ten times bigger than me. Now, I'm being pushed and pulled with double the force, and I don't last three minutes before I cum again, and Mizzy starts moaning and purring in pleasure. I finish soon after, and she rolls to her side, letting me off the crazy ride. After a momentary break, Mizzietta returns to her normal size, and I'm pretty much tapped out. I feel pretty violated and confused, and yeah, I fucked a dragon. But honestly, how many people can say that?

Okay, now it's safe for the normal people to read again. Anyway, so Mizzietta and I are now both laying on our backs, pretty exhausted, but I think I'm worse off. After all, I'm the one who just got molested by a dragon. But I soon forget about the ordeal, and I pass out from exhaustion, because that in itself had to be some kind of five-star workout. The next morning comes with vengeance, and I turn away from the horrible, evil sun, and open my eyes... And see Mizzietta looking right at me. I then get up with a start, and begin to frantically search for my underwear. As soon as I'm at least in my robes, Mizzietta gets up, and then yawns.

"Wow, Mal, you're just magic in all kinds of ways. You sure you still need some cheesy artifact?" Mizzietta asks, smiling smugly. I just groan, trying to hold on to what little self-respect I have left.

"I gave you what you wanted, Mizzietta. Now please, I just want that artifact, so I can get back to being a fighter, not a lover." I groan, still aching from last night. Finally, Mizzietta groans in annoyance, and replies:

"Alright, I'll tell you now, you want the crystal heart. Unfortunately, I, eh," Mizzietta stammered, blushing and scratching the back of her neck nervously. I know what this means, and I quickly get pissed.

"Unfortunately what, Mizzy?" I ask menacingly, gritting my teeth.

"Well, I don't exactly have it on me right now, unfortunately... It's kinda in the Crystal Kingdom..." she says, and, surprisingly, I'm not mad. I'M FURIOUS!!! I'm so furious, my pupils burst into flames from my inextinguishable rage, and my pimp hand starts to raise itself in righteous anger. This ho has lied to me, forcing herself upon me without (much of) my consent! I feel my pimp hand cry out, thirsting for blood and justice, but I'm forced to lower it, because she's still a massive dragon, and I still have a feeling I don't want to be on her uncle Bolas's bad side. However, my pupils still remain ablaze, and my pimp hand still longs for her face.

"Hey, Mal, do your eyes usually do that?" Mizzietta says, and I'm snapped out of my rage.

"Do what?" I ask, smelling smoke.

"Catch fire." She says, and I put my hands to my face... And make an epic discovery, and react accordingly:

"HOLY SHIT! MY EYES ARE ACTUALLY ON FIRE!?!?" I scream, trying to put them out with my hands. Then, I start running in circles, screaming.

"Stop drop and roll!" Mizzietta shouts ever-so-helpfully, while I'm still running around with my eyes on fire. I try to pat them out, but then I run out of the cave mouth by accident, but Mizzietta catches me before I hit the ground, thankfully. But, my eyes are still on fire. Seriously, what the hell is wrong with this world that something as cartoonish as this can actually happen?! Anyway, moving on from my suffering:

"Put me out before my retinas melt, NOW!!!!" I yell, and Mizzietta rolls her eyes, then puts my head in her mouth, putting out my eyes, but leaving me feeling like I'd prefer if my eyes were still on fire. Then, she pulls me out, and sets me down.

"Was... Was that really necessary..?" I ask, traumatized.

"No, but it shut you up. Besides, I could've put you somewhere else." Mizzy said jokingly, but I wasn't laughing. In fact, I was just standing there and shivering while Mizzietta laughed.

"That's... That's not funny..." I stammered.

"It is to me." Mizzietta chuckled.

"... Can we just go get that heart?" I ask.

"Alright, tough guy, I'll get you to the city, but getting it's your problem." Mizzy says, and I sigh.

"Of course it is. When isn't it my problem?" I ask, Facepalming. Well, like I hear every villain say at some point: If you want something done right, you've got to do it yourself." I say, walking to the lair entrance.

"Wait, you're not seriously walking, are you?" Mizzietta asks, chuckling.

"I'm considering it." I growled.

"Jeez, someone's grumpy." Mizzietta harrumphed.

"Of course I'm grumpy! I have nothing, in a world I don't understand, with you, and everyone in the world out for my blood!" I cry, raising my hands to the air and cursing every god (or goddess) that ever existed.

"Well, you seemed okay with everything before, why worried about it now?" Mizzietta asks, shrinking to my height and sitting next to me. She had a point, though. Why was I so flustered about it all now? It made no sense. First I was feeling okay, now, I was beginning to feel like this was all a bad idea. I felt horrible, like the weight of the world was crushing me, and I didn't even know why.

"I don't know." I say, staring ahead. "Maybe I'm just as crazy as you. Maybe I'm just not cut out for being a super villain." I explain. I suddenly don't feel like fighting this crazy world anymore, like I've burnt out whatever hate was driving me. What was wrong with me? I thought back to my first impression with Twilight, then to my fight with the Mane Six, then to my spat with Celestia. I didn't feel much about that, but now I feel like maybe I deserve to be imprisoned in stone. I mean, I almost killed a lot of ponies, who I guess are kinda people, but everything's all anthro, so I don't even know if this is real. Then, I decide: Maybe I am as mad as the dragon. As if reading my thoughts, Mizzietta replies sympathetically:

"I don't know about crazy, but I think you're just living with everything catching up to you so suddenly. You handled everything so calmly, and it was bound to happen eventually." she says, putting an arm around me. I just look at her, confused. When did Mizzy become a psychologist?

"How the hell do you know that?" I asked. Mizzy just laughs.

"Dude, my uncle Bolas is the biggest villain in the multiverse! He's seen this happen so many times, to so many new villains, that he actually wrote a book on villain psychology. He even lent me a copy, if you want to read it." Mizzietta explains, pointing toward her hoard. I, however, don't need my brain picked, I need a way to vent it all away somehow.

"I don't need it, I just need to think." I say.

"That's your first problem, dude; you're thinking about it. My uncle used to always tell me, 'If you think about the little things, the big things just get an opportunity to revolt and possibly kill you'." Mizzy explains.

"The point is, you don't think, you accept. You appeared here and accepted that you were here, you didn't care, and that's good. But you know almost nothing about this place, so you have to learn. You have already made a whole fuck-ton of enemies, so you need to get sneaky. You have no powers, but you have the drive to get them, so get them! You're a great villain, Malideus, you just need some practice is all." Mizzietta says, and I almost burst into tears. Quickly, I put my helmet on, so she doesn't see me cry, but she sees through it.

"Are you crying?" Mizzy asks.

"N-no... The s-sun's just in my eyes..." I say hopelessly.

"The sun is on the other side of the cave." She replies flatly.

"Uh... fuck." I say, hanging my head in shame, but Mizzy just squeezes me tighter.

"You know what you need, Mal? An esteem boost. I think it's time you met my uncle." She says, and I almost jump out of my skin.

"WHAT!?" I shout, thinking up all kinds of horror stories of what this guy might look like and what he can do. Frankly, an evil dragon who can travel dimensions and destroy worlds doesn't sound like the guy I want to be buddies with, lest he considers me a threat... Or a nuisance.

"Relax, I think you two will get along great! He's just here for vacation, but I think I can get him to teach you a thing or two about evildoing, maybe even give you your own magic!" Mizzy explains, but I still don't feel any better. The guy's an evil dragon wizard, which does not sit well with me. Nonetheless, she probably will pester me to do this until I do, and I REALLY need some professional help. Oh, what to do?

"I don't know, it sounds like a really bad idea. what if he destroys me?" I ask.

"He won't destroy you, trust me. Just take some time to talk to him, and I think he can make a real evil wizard out of you." Mizzy says, and I feel touched that she would offer. Not a lot of people would do anything for me out of the kindness of their hearts. Ah, who am I kidding, no one would even talk to me the first two years of high school. So, naturally, I feel really emotional right now, which is kind of weird. Nonetheless, I smile on.

"Thanks. Not a lot of people would put so much faith in me so easily. However, I have to wonder, Why do you?" I ask Mizzy, who just smiles back.

"Because, I think you can be this sappy world's reckoning. I believe that, if you learn, you can bring this world to it's knees. You are, by far, the most hateful, murderous, and overconfident asshole I've ever met, and I like you for that. Plus, you're so cute when you try to resist my advances." Mizzietta says, causing me to blush vividly as I remember last night. Thankfully, I was wearing my helmet, so she couldn't see.

"Well, thanks anyway. So, I guess I just wait here until your uncle shows up?" I ask.

"Nah, that'd be boring. I say we go terrorize a small village or something. You know, something fun!" She says, looking to the horizon. Mizzietta may be a rapist pervert, but I can't help but like her. She's got spunk.

"Nah, I can sit. I've had a crazy few days, and I need a break." I say, feeling too lazy to get up.

"... Do you at least want to help me get the crystal heart? I could stand to add it to my collection." Mizzietta says, and I shrug.

"Sure. Better than terrorizing a small village, I suppose." I say, and I get up, putting on my gauntlets and boots. Then, Mizzietta returns to her full size, and I get on her back. Then, we're off. I don't know where to, but it's better than being manhandled. At least the destination should be fun... As long as I don't think of my inevitable introduction to "Uncle Bolas".

Author's Notes:

Sorry about this one folks, but I'm not so sure about this chapter... Oh well. On to the next one!

And again, sorry if anyone vomits from this chapter and ruins their computer.