CHAPTER THREE: Bloodsport

Silent Gale was a special case. He didn’t have strict schedules like the other guards and wasn’t expected to give reports. This gave him a great deal of autonomy which made him unpredictable. This was the intent, if you never knew where he was then that meant he might be watching you at any moment. He was a built in wildcard and enemies had trouble with that.

Thus nopony knew that he woke up extremely early and drank mist and ate from specially grown aphid infested bushes. Few would understand why. Similarly few would understand the shine he had taken to Havoc. He just felt safe around the stallion, almost like a father. And a son watches out for his father.

As such, when he saw Havoc tied to the banner he took it upon himself to watch over him until he awoke. Hours passed and he remained vigilant, he was rarely bored and silence was never awkward for one who could make no sound.

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Time: 7:30 A.M. 9 days 6 hours 45 minutes since savior spell
Location: Canterlot castle, Equestria National banner
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Havoc’s eyes opened slowly. Sunshine, open skies, Canterlot city, Silent Gale. He was confused, he had gone to sleep in the wondrous embrace of a goddess, so why was he up here? He looked to Silent Gale for support, and wondered why he was here seemingly waiting for him. He had not gone through a hazing process in the army, not that they didn’t have one. Such a miserable group had to get their kicks after all. However he had reacted rather... badly when they tried that with him.

They had crept into his quarters in the darkness. Berzerkers and giants alike were given their own room because they needed the space, you do not want to see what happens when they don’t get their space. His fellow soldiers had been halfway done painting his toenails red, and were about to dip his hand in a bucket full of water, when he had woken up.

His overreaction had been talked about for weeks. He had literally ripped five men limb from limb, seeing them there in the darkness he had naturally assumed the worst. The only reason he hadn’t been punished was because they shouldn’t have been there at the time, as such they were written off as casualties of natural causes. Apparently being ripped apart by a pissed off and panicked berzerker was considered natural.

Havoc presently looked about blankly, then Silent Gale gestured at his midsection and he looked down. Red silk bound him but he swiftly tore it off, gave himself a telekinetic push, and shortly after realised that his left wing was stuck outstretched to the banner. He fumed as he fell and the strain of holding over a full metric ton of super-horse was put on one wing.

Within seconds his brain began to try to figure out how to free his wing without tearing the banner. Eventually he just burned off the feathers on the back half of his wing and began to fall. He gave himself another telekinetic push and gained enough distance from the flagpole to flap his wings. Silent Gale hovered nearby with seeming nonchalance, then again he couldn't speak and didn’t seem to show much in the way of body language. Which was ironic.

Havoc flapped down feeling irritable and looked for his recently forged armour, Silent Gale keeping with him like a spectre.

Havoc eventually spotted the glimmer of gold and descended upon it to find it was indeed his terrifying armour. He regenerated the feathers with some quick healing and snarled at the painful itching it caused. After looking his wing over, he pulled his armor on with a burst of telekinesis. Silent Gale sidled up by his left rear leg like a young foal and Havoc gave him a curious look.

He simply widened his eyes a little and nudged him with his helm. Havoc wing shrugged and began walking, Silent Gale keeping pace with ease. He was wandered the hall ‘till he came to the throne room, then he got a message from his body he realised had been denied far too long. He rushed up to the nearest guard and said but one thing.

“Where’s the bucking bathroom?! If I don’t get one soon we will all die a horrible stinky death!”

The guard naturally raced off to the nearest bathroom and Havoc pursued doggedly, Silent Gale still stayed by his side. They made it to the colt’s room and the guard slammed the door open, Havoc leaped in and silent Gale followed. Silent Gale then proceeded to remove the other guard and close the door. Havoc saw a stall and rushed it, Silent Gale hurriedly turned on the air freshener before closing the stall. He proceeded to sit guard outside of it despite the bloodcurdling noises coming from inside it. Truly above and beyond the call of duty.

Havoc wasn’t kidding, he ended up using four toilets to do his business simply because what he dropped was too large for a single toilet to handle. And these were toilets designed for Celestia’s giant guards. When he was finally finished Silent Gale was there waiting for him at the basin with a towel. He splashed his face in some cold water and gratefully accepted the towel.

Then he jumped as he felt Silent Gale’s hooves on his rear, he looked in confusion before Silent Gale pantomimed butt pain and relief at the rubbing. He nodded but indicated that they should probably do that outside the Stallion’s room.

They walked out into the throne room, Havoc laid on his belly, and Silent Gale got to work. He sighed in relief and almost fell asleep, it really worked. Not that he didn’t trust the mute. The other guards looked at him funny before shaking their heads and resuming the strenuous task of impersonating very good statues. When Silent Gale was done he climbed up and sat just above Havoc’s tail. Havoc was big enough to not mind. It was almost like looking at a lion with a cub riding it, only they were more deadly than most lions.

Eventually Celestia stalked into the throne room and blinked when she saw them just sitting there. Havoc with his head on the floor, Silent Gale sitting vigilant on his rump.

“Er, Havoc how nice to see you here!” She said nervously, she had expected him to still be up on the pole.

“Where else would I be my lady?” Havoc asked calmly.

“On top of the castle, inspiring the masses with your magnificent self?”

“Meh, that got boring.”

“I see, well since you’re here I have a task for you, your first.”

“You or the job?”

“Hah! In this case both, now listen closely. I want you to pull Ambassador Silver Tongue’s Chariot to Lemuria, kingdom of the primates.”

“Why?”

“They have recently declared themselves our enemies and we want to rectify this grievous error. That’s where you come in you see you aren’t just an escort. In the event that Silver Tongue fails or dies you are to take matters into your own hooves. While I prefer to avoid bloodshed... You know what to do.

You are to give them these terms in the event that Silver Tongue fails to persuade them to see reason.” She said and magicked over a tightly wrapped scroll with her seal.

“Yes my princess, though I must ask: Will I be given free reign if the terms fail?”

“Indeed Havoc, if the terms fail free to ‘wreak havoc’ upon them.”

“I am ready to move, is Silver Tongue?”

“He’s already waiting at the chariot.”

“Excellent. By the way, I know you tied me up.”

“SO WHAT?!”

“Heh see you Celestia, take care of yourself Silent Gale.”

Silent Gale nodded and flew off. Havoc stood.

“Where’s the chariot?”

“The balcony you practised flying from.”

“Thanks Celestia.” He said and nuzzled her shoulder.

He swiftly walked off towards the balcony building up to a trot due to impatience. He made it into the glaring light and saw Luna.

“Hi Luna!” Havoc yelled loudly, this startled a suave looking stallion, white of fur and silver of hair.

“Hello Havoc.” Luna replied.

She did not expect him to keep trotting right at her, her eyes widened as his forelegs spread open and his chest rose. She leaped out of the way and he laughed.

“Come back Luna! I just wanna nuzzle you!”

“Be careful not to impale us Havoc! We are capable of dying!” She said before landing close, wings spread warily. He rubbed the side of her neck with the tip of his snout and inhaled deeply as he did so.

“You smell good.”

“Thank you?”

“Ahem. Is this to be my escort?” A smooth voice called out.

“Indeed I am, Mr. Silver Tongue, I am Havoc a pleasure to meet you.”

“Indeed. Shall we be on our way?”

“Bye Luna.” Havoc said with a pat to the head. Luna was not amused, not at all.

“Goodbye Havoc may your trip be long and pleasant.” She said after smacking away his hoof.

Havoc looked over the chariot and was surprised. It was armoured on all side, even the wheels. The chariot had a gleaming steel roof and moderate sized windows. Its dimensions were approximately five meters from front to back, not counting the reigns. It was shaped like a quarter circle with the round side face forwards and up.

Havoc lifted the metal poles to the sides and stepped in.

“How to I get hitched to this thing?” He asked.

“Simply pull on the straps and buckle up.” Silver Tongue said.

Havoc unclipped the straps and fitted them around his massive frame. They were apparently built for him seeing as they fit perfectly once he buckled them together. Silver tongue hopped in through an open door on the right side of the armored chariot. Havoc was about to ask how he would know where to go but, before he opened his mouth knowledge rushed into his brain, suddenly he knew the way like the back of his hoof. He blinked and found saddle bags on his sides loaded with gems and hay. He decided not to question their sudden appearance. He also noticed a large jug of water between his wings.

“Ready for takeoff! Beginning takeoff, all passengers are suggested to strap themselves in and get ready for a rough landing!” He said reciting what he had heard on his last flight on a plane.

“What!?” He heard a muffled voice say.

He ignored it and charged the rail, leaping two meters before impact and spreading his wings. He flapped powerfully and easily pulled the heavy cart along. His mental compass turned him East and his wings powered his way through the opposing wind. Working himself into a frenzy, he was soon frothing at the mouth as he slammed his wings through the air. His lungs worked like bellows and expanded and contracted in a rhythm to match his wings beats.

“The Princess wasn’t kidding when she said she got me the best there is!” He heard a muffled voice yell.

“DARN STRAIGHT!!” Havoc roared, his voice shredding the air before him.

“Why at this rate we’ll be there in no time!” The voice yelled.

“RAAAAGGHH!!” Havoc roared and increased his speed. He saw a mach cone build before him and kept pushing.

He tilted his horn into the wind and it cut the air with greater ease than his face. Havoc hoped to make a sonic boom, not a sonic rainboom. There was no way he could even hope to do that without magic, he was no Rainbow Dash and he knew it. His horn helped him make the cut. It broke the resistance and sent him sliding into supersonic speed. A dull boom sounded behind him and he heard laughing coming from the chariot.

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Time: 1:30 P.M. 9 days 12 hours 45 minutes since savior spell
Location: 10 kilometers outside Lemuria’s capital city, Hominis
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“We’re making great time, why you’ve turned a four day trip into six hours aaannd ten minutes!" The unicorn said jovially as he checked some sort of timepice, "Well done stud, well done!” Silver Tongue cried.

Havoc had slowed his pace and was drinking from a convenient straw attached to the jug. He soon took several bites of hay and low grade gems of all types. He returned to his drinking before belching loudly. He increased his pace in anticipation until he saw an odd sight.

Monkeys with canvas wings! They were headed right for him and he realised how small they were. They were small enough to make the average pony look like a horse. They were smaller than children to him and they flitted about with jaws agape until one larger monkey rode in on a massive plumed eagle.

It was dark grey and brown with a great green crest of feathers sticking out from behind its head. The monkey riding it had shiny bronze armor, unlike the cloth and wooden slate armored monkeys that flitted about him. The eagle was bigger than his head.

The rider hooted and screamed at the others and they calmed down forming up around Havoc. He noticed the eagle looking nervously at him and flashed it a fanged grin. It shied away from him despite its rider’s protests.

“You! Horse thing! Who you with!”

“I... haah... am the... haah.. Equestrian ambassadors... haah... escort!”

“You lie! Equestria seven or eight day flight, who you really with!?”

Silver Tongue stuck his head out and began yelling at the monkey.

“How dare you insult my navigator! The princess promised me the best there was and she delivered! And it would be a four day flight for your information!”

“You! How- No, never mind. Dirty pony magic! I know you, you fit the description for ambassador but you here early! I apologise for substandard accommodations on arrival!” The monkey yelled before grumbling to himself. Apparently he didn’t like ponies.

They flew steadily but once the capital was in sight a few peeled off and went to various turrets Havoc could see visible at the walls. One went straight for the capital itself. He saw it communicating with what looked to be a chimpanzee. The chimp was skeptical until it pointed right at Havoc and the heavy chariot he pulled. The chimp ran off to do something and the spikes that stuck out of the roof where they were being lead retracted. They saw a few monkeys with glowing red lanterns run out and form a pair of lines. Havoc flew and came to a smooth stop as he had slowed down before closing to land.

A very awake Silver tongue emerged from the cabin and walked right up to the panting Havoc.

“Excellent work my good sir, I don’t believe anything will ever be adequate after that ride. I can’t fathom how you’ve never been discovered before.” He said and patted him on his low hung head.

“Didn’t exist... ‘till recently.” He answered.

“Well that explains it! Well tally ho my friend! Politics await.”

“Sure... *wheeze* thing.” Havoc said and unhitched himself.

He walked behind Silver Tongue and observed his surroundings. He was in turn gaped at by the locals. He saw chimps, monkeys, a few gorillas and even huge three meter giants. He was practically on eye level with them and they were evidently disturbed by this, grasping their massive swords tightly when he passed by. He grinned at their discomfort.

“No I don’t believe I’ll be needing a stateroom my good primate. Not with my big friend there. Did you know he got me here today?”

“That’s a fast horse you have there. I wonder if he’s as good at fighting as that armor suggests.” Said an unknown feminine voice.

“The princess promised me the best so he must be! Besides look at that horn, look at those wings, look at those hooves! Even if he’s not skilled all he has to do is step on anyone who dares to threaten me.” Silver Tongue bragged.

Havoc looked to whom he spoke to and was surprised to see a harpy. Not the hag variant but what appeared to be a young lady in her prime! His eyes widened and she looked at him with a mixture of fear and awe.

“Are you a harpy miss?” Havoc asked as they walked.

“That’s right, been working for the monkey god for nine years now! How long have you worked for Celestia?” She asked.

“A few days, but I have years of experience in the most brutal wars you will never know.”

“That sounds terrible.”

“Eh it wasn’t so bad for me. Honestly the worst part was the food. It’s where I learned to eat rocks and gems.”

“Was it really that bad?”

“You have no idea.”

“So what does a stallion like you do anyway? I mean I have never seen a stallion of such size, much less an alicorn. Surely a male would be well known.”

“Ever been to the Underworld?”

“No...”

“Well that’s where they found me.”

“They took you from the Underworld! But-”

“I got out early on good behavior. I’m a changed stallion I assure you. In fact if you want I’ll let you sit on my head.”

“REALLY!?”

“Yes really, hop on.”

The harpy eagerly flapped up and landed on Havoc’s head. She gripped his horn for stability. When she had flown up he had learned more of her. Her plumage was green tipped with red, she lacked forearms but had claws like his on her wings to make up for it. Her hair was black and she had a tanned complexion that made her blue eyes stand out more than they already did. She wore a pink shirt under a bronze breastplate that hugged her curves. If he wasn’t a stallion now he might have found her more attractive. Her sharp white teeth and elf like chin certainly made her more attractive. Her lack of an adam’s apple helped too.

“Wow this is great!” She said joyfully as they made their way to the throne room.

“As Celestia promised: He is the best!”

They were then at gate to the throne room. He heard chains move and the giant guards moved their halberds out of his way. He stomped through ignoring the sidelong glances they gave him as he passed them. He saw the monkey god and was shocked, he was man sized! His armor was interesting. Steel breastplate inlaid with gold runes, gold bracers and greaves. His knuckles, the back of his palm, and his fingers were protected by elaborate gold gauntlets. He wore a short steel braided skirt and his had a gold crown with ruby, emerald, and sapphire spikes. His fur was gold and he had a long flexible tail, his skin was brownish bronze. He wielded a tall scepter crowned with a large, clear, well cut gem. his face was surprisingly similar to a man’s, no mustache, short beard, mostly hairless, though his teeth were rather long and sharp. He was only two meters tall, this made him about Celestia’s height when she was on all fours.

Havoc looked down at him and as he stared up at Havoc his jaw dropped. Havoc grinned, he was really liking the perks of his increased size so he spread his massive wings and looked even bigger.

“What a magnificent specimen!” The king cried. Havoc was surprised by his grasp of the language.

“Ashoka! How good to see you. I see you’ve noticed my escort and navigator. Top quality as promised!”

“Silver Tongue, it’s been too long! Who is this giant!”

“Ah yes, this is Havoc Chosen Champion of Luna and Celestia both. I’m fairly sure you can see why they chose him eh?”

“I see, I see.” He approached with a raised hand and asked, “May I?”

“Sure.” Havoc answered and Ashoka reached under his helmet to stroke the fur.

“It’s soft.” He said quietly.

“Everyone else seems to think so. Especially the princesses, they can’t get enough of it. Did you know that I can fit Celestia, Luna and a royal guard on my back at the same time?”

“No I did not but that’s good to know.” He pulled his hands back and Havoc moved behind Silver Tongue and curled up. The harpy petted him as the other two spoke politics. Havoc tuned it out, he was a killer not a negotiator. He was simply here in case things went wrong. He laid there half-asleep for a while, purring from time to time when the harpy whose name he did not know hit a sweet spot.

“Havoc! Come on buck, talk some sense into the ape!” Silver Tongue yelled.

“We are justified in this! Your princess committed war crimes against us and we refuse to work with tyrants!” Ashoka countered.

Havoc rose up on his haunches and the harpy flew off, she had a good danger sense evidently.

“Where I’m from I committed war crimes monthly, sometimes daily. We were also ruled by a tyrant far worse than Celestia, as in people were shot in the streets for speaking out against him bad. Now then what seems to be the problem? I’m not much of a politician so I tuned out when one of you guys said ‘treaty’.”

They looked at him in horror.

“There’s a reason they put this ring on my horn. It’s related to why I’m so big. So if you wanna call Celestia bad you’re barking up the wrong tree here.”

“I-I-I... Elders what hell did you crawl out of!?” Ashoka cried.

“You don’t wanna know. Seriously. The princesses took me out of that nightmare so my loyalty to them is unquestionable, it’s why I’m chosen champion. Also I pulled that heavy chariot here in how long?”

“Six hours and ten minutes you poor, poor stallion.” Silver Tongue answered.

“Right. Now Silver, would you say you’ve failed?”

“Unfortunately yes, I can’t seem to get through to him.”

“Please stand beneath me.”

“Why would I do that?”

“It’s my turn to negotiate.”

“But you said you aren’t a negotiator.”

“Exactly.”

“OH. Oh no. Well you can’t say I didn’t try old friend you should have just gone with my very generous offer.” He said as he walked underneath Havoc and covered his head.

Havoc pulled the scroll from its place beneath his armour and levitated it to Ashoka.

“I don’t know what it says but it must be pretty bad for me to be carrying it. Probably says your nations gonna be blown up or something.”

Ashoka read it carefully and frowned at what he saw. He returned the closed scroll and shook his head.

“This will not do I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”

When he heard this Havoc’s face lit up, his eyes literally glowed with his joy. It created a rather eerie effect, glowing red projecting down onto the Monkey God like an erupting volcano.

“BIG MISTAKE MONKEY BOY!! Hahahahah! Now it’s my show! Heh, now then here’s what’s gonna happen: You will agree to become allies with Equestria and you will provide military aid against neighboring nations. You don’t have to be friends yet, just when we get close to your territory. If you do not agree to this I will personally massacre slash enslave your people got it!?” He yelled.

Ashoka made a signal to his gigantopithecus Elite that went unseen by Havoc. A warrior with a great sword rushed up beside him from behind and swung it into the base of his neck. It stopped halfway in due to Havoc’s dense bone and muscle. His head hung low and they thought he was done. Havoc growled and snapped his head back up, breaking the sword and leaving a shard in his spine. He grinned and swung a hoof into the Elite’s legs, they broke as his armored limb smashed into them.

“Gonna have to do better than than that b**** boy!” Havoc yelled as he laughed, just before impaling the Elite’s skull with his bare hoof.

Ashoka’s eyes widened. Havoc formed a shield beneath himself and charged, Ashoka leapt aside and lashed out with his scepter. Havoc grunted as muscle was crushed and the gem head dented his bone, he lashed out with his tail and glanced the king’s chest. The blow dented the gold and steel plate. Havoc quickly healed while his enemies gathered around him, he popped the shard out with a twist of his neck. He gathered his blood in his magic and grinned. he launched the blood in in spray directed towards the king and those nearby. Ashoka turned the droplets that came his way aside with his staff, unfortunately his guards weren’t as agile. The blood was projected at them at high speed, high enough to punch through their iron armor and several fell as the droplets punctured their lungs. Others winced as the blood punched holes in them, it burned once it stopped as Havoc’s blood cannibalised their own.

Havoc went berzerk, kicking, biting, and slamming anything unfortunate enough to get in range. His teeth plunged into an armored muscle bound limb and he heard a scream as his teeth made a mockery of their armor. He threw the ape into its comrades and the chunk remained in his mouth, he swallowed the hairy meat. He impaled an armored chest with his tough horn, the ape grabbed at his leg in an effort to break it but Havoc simply ripped the limb off. He leapt up and smashed his hooves down into a pair of skulls, they were readily punctured. Swords, halberds, axes, and spears alike scraped off his thick armor, that first had been but a lucky strike. Havoc was loving this! He smashed three heads together with his wings and they caved to his immense strength. Havoc’s maw opened wide and engulfed an ape’s skull, he bisected it with the side of his jaw and swallowed the delicious brain.

Soon only three guards and the king remained to fight him. The king leapt at Havoc, the gem head of his scepter aimed at his head like a spear. Havoc merely opened his jaws and bit the thing with his molars, shattering it. It was delicious. He ate the rest of the staff too. The king looked at his bare palms in amazement, then rage. Four long daggers were produced from his armor and he leapt at Havoc on one foot. Havoc roared as the king grimly clung to him, he was soon using all four hands to stab into the gaps in Havoc’s damaged armor while his tail swung a smooth mace. Havoc lunged forwards and smashed the king into one of his guards, the guard fell as the king’s superior armor caved in his chest though the king grunted painfully at the impact.

Havoc charged into the king’s stone throne and crushed him against it. The king slid off of him leaving three of his daggers behind. He brought his left hand to his chest and began to heal and Havoc waited, this was too fun to just end. Ashoka rose and wielded his mace and dagger in his upper hands, spinning them. Havoc roared and charged head first, the king leapt and Havoc impaled his left lung on his horn. He shook him to angle him on his horn to enable him to see. He looked at the surviving two guards, they grimly readied their great axe and spear. Havoc frowned and crushed their guts out with magic causing blood and organs to spray out.

He calmly lifted the shield that protected Silver Tongue who took one look and puked. Havoc covered most of his senses and guided him out of the room. As they went down the halls hordes of monkeys, chimps, gorillas, and the occasional giant charged them. Havoc simply destroyed them with power blasts, not enough to atomize the walls but enough to vaporise the hordes of primates that rushed to their king’s defense. They made it to the now spiky landing pad to see the chariot out of sight, Havoc rolled his eyes and cast his senses out. He found it a couple hundred meters down, and pulled it up with ease. He quickly repaired the wrecked vehicle, temporarily fused it to the stone, and got Silver tongue inside.

“Lock the door friend.” Havoc said to him. Silver Tongue just nodded sadly.

Havoc flew out and got a good look at the city.

“Ah I’m so going to enjoy this. I haven’t killed a city in a while now.”

“Please... hehh... Don’t... hehh... I... hehh... Sur... hehh... ender...” Ashoka pleaded.

“Really now, but I wanted to kill your pretty city.”

“Please...”

“Fine, and hey since I’m in such a good mood after killing so many I won’t even make your people slaves to the empire of Equestria. You owe the princesses big time for ‘convincing’ to go easy on you.” Havoc said before turning back to the spiked landing pad. He was soon surrounded by angry primates. His horn glowed and Ashoka was launched into their midst, they grabbed him to stop his fall. They circled Havoc warily for his long and sharp horn still glowed. The glow appeared on their kings chest and he rapidly began to regenerate lost flesh and bone.

“You can stay as a noble or whatever, I don’t know if the newly formed empire of Equestria can spare one at the moment. Call off your troops before I incinerate them.”

Ashoka gestured with his gold clad right hand and they got away from Havoc.

“Good. Now remember, Equestria has a very dangerous, barely controlled! Monster from another world in their service and he has a taste for blood. If you ever betray the princesses I will beg them to send me. You would not like to see what we do to traitors where I’m from. In fact you don’t even want to know. So stay loyal. Now I’m going to leave and report the good news, you stay on your best behavior now and remember: Service ensures citizenship!”

Havoc defused the chariot from the stone, hitched himself in, and took off leaving the bags of hay and gems behind. He wasn’t hungry anymore.

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Time 8:26 P.M. 9 days 19 hours 41 minutes since savior spell
Location: Ponyville airspace
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Havoc had decided to fly over ponyville for some reason, perhaps he just felt like seeing one of the main settings for the show. While he was passing it he saw what looked like a gryphon and decided that this was worth checking out.

“Silver I’m making another small detour! I see a gryphon in ponyville! Brace yourself!” Havoc yelled before slowing and making a small turn. as he descended the gryphon saw or possibly heard him and looked right at him. So he decided to keep it in place by yelling at it.

“You there, gryphon! Stay still, I wish to speak with you!”

The gryphon tensed but did not run, possibly recognizing him as an authority. Havoc came down before it, possibly her since it looked just like...

“Hey, you wouldn’t happen to be Gilda would you?” He said breathlessly.

“Yeah what’s it to ya?” She replied with her slightly deep yet still feminine voice.

“Awesome... heh... I’ve heard of you before... heh... Your Dash’s friend right?”

“You know her well?”

“You could say that, so what’re you doing here?”

“Looking for her, can’t find her anywhere.”

“That’s because she’s not in Ponyville.”

“Well do you know where she went, I’ve been meaning to catch up with her. Last time went pretty badly and I’d rather not stay on that note.”

“She’s currently in Canterlot, the royal palace if I’m right.”

“Crap, how’m I gonna get in there!?”

“Why don’t you come with me? I’ve got a lot of pull, besides I’m going there right now.”

“Sure, why not.”

“Alright just stay behind me. You’ll want to keep in the slipstream when I make a sonic boom.”

“You can make a sonic boom? With that heavy s*** weighing you down?”

“Already did it twice today, I figure a third can’t hurt.”

“Hah! Okay, now I’ve got to see this.” She said and continued laughing as she got behind the heavy metal carriage that for some reason only had two wheels.

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Time: 8:58 P.M. 9 days 20 hours 13 minutes since savior spell
Location: Landing Balcony, Canterlot Castle
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“Holy S***!!” Gilda yelled as she came down ahead of Havoc.

“How’d you do that?! Magic?!”

“Nope, pure alicorn muscle power. Got the job done when I beat up the monkey king and his guards earlier too.” Havoc answered triumphantly.

“Will you two please stop yelling? I’ve had a rather traumatic experience today and I’d just like to make my report in peace.” Silver Tongue said as he exited the car.

“Hey Silver Tongue you were there, did I or did I not beat up the monkey king and kill most of his guards?” Havoc asked cheerfully.

“You left pieces of them all over the throne room. I puked in seconds when I saw what you’d done, remember?” He replied sadly.

Gilda looked in awe at the tremendous stallion in the battered armor. Where had he been when Boreas openly declared war on Equestria? Gilda thought of herself as a patriot, she loved the land of Equestria despite the occasional prejudice. She loved this beautiful place where she had been born, the only reason she didn’t sign up for the ENG (Equestrian National Guard) was because her parents had begged their daughter and only child not to risk her life in these dangerous times by doing such a thing. She cared for her few friends and would die to defend them. This had made Rainbow Dash’s betrayal hurt that much more for her. She had decided that in the name of the pony way, the Equestrian way, she would make one more attempt to patch things up with her beloved friend. Only when she had gone looking for her she hadn’t been where Gilda last saw her. She had searched everywhere, including the forest and was beginning to lose hope when this giant had showed up and practically carried her to Rainbow Dash’s alleged location.

“Dude you are totally cool in my book.” She said after a moment.

“Thanks! The name’s Havoc by the way.”

“Nice name.”

“Thanks again, my mother thought so too when she picked it.”

“What family do you come from? I’d love to know the group that brought a hero like you into this world.”

“I don’t have a family. My father’s dead and my mom probably is too. I don’t have any relatives that I know of either, you won’t find any records of them anywhere on the planet.”

“Oh, well uh. Sorry for bringin’ it up then.”

“Naw, it’s cool. I got over it a looong time ago, besides I’m too tough to let stuff like that bring me down.”

“Right on buck! Glad to see our heroes are as awesome as I thought they’d be.”

As they walked down the lit hallway Silent Gale stole up beside them and nudged Havoc’s thigh.

“Silent Gale, good to see you too.” Havoc replied.

He looked disapprovingly at the knives that still stuck out of Havoc’s hide and flew up to pull them out. Havoc hissed quietly as they came out and grasped them in his TK (telekinesis) as Silent Gale tossed them up.

“Who’s he, your manager or something?”

“Naw he’s just a good friend. He takes care of me for some reason. He even taught me how to fly!”

“Cool. Wait a second, don’t alicorns learn that stuff early on? You’re huge, clearly full grown. You must be like three thousand years old or something. Couldn’t you learn how to fly in all that time?”

“Well actually I-” Havoc started.

“Greetings Havoc it’s nice to see you. And who’s this?” Luna greeted the quartet as they entered the throne room.

“Hello Princess, we have arrived safe and mostly sound. Unfortunately I failed but Havoc here beat some sense into them.“ Silver Tongue said to Luna shortly after prostrating himself.

“That is very unfortunate, Havoc you exercised restraint when you did this, did you not?” She asked turning her head to Havoc.

“I did try. First I gave them the terms as ordered. I didn’t read them myself mind you. Then I threatened them which resulted in one of their giants chopping into my neck with a great sword. The rest is too gruesome to describe my domina. However I did win, I also ate that gem staff thing that the king tried to kill me with.”

“Those were gigantopitheci.”

“Beg your pardon?”

“The giants, they were gigantopitheci. You say one attempted to remove your head with a great sword? How did you survive?”

“Well a combo of tough muscle, tough bone, and good armor stopped the blade about halfway in. I then laughed and snapped my head back which broke the sword and left a shard in my spine. Don’t worry, I removed it soon after.”

“That’s quite disturbing Havoc now who might this young gryphoness be?”

With a gesture from Havoc she eagerly answered, “Hello your majesty I’m Gilda, one of Rainbow Dash’s old friends. She probably doesn’t talk about me much so you wouldn’t know me.”

“I have heard of you, she says you used to be ‘really cool, radical, and awesome’ at the same time. The way she said it suggests that that is something difficult.”

“It is, well not for me. It comes to me naturally.”

“Interesting, so what brings you to Canterlot Gilda?”

“I’m looking for Rainbow Dash, been meaning to patch things up. We did not leave on good terms.”

“Is that all you’re here for?” Said a voice from behind the three since silver Tongue had departed.

Gilda turned in record time, Havoc soon followed. Silent Gale calmly turned, he recognized that voice. What they beheld shocked all but one of them, the one was of course Silent Gale. Then again he was never surprised. Gilda bowed low as she had for Luna as behind them was none other than Celestia.

“Celestia, how did you sneak up on us like that?” Havoc asked.

“You’d be surprised at how quietly I can move when I want to.” She replied.

“That must be how you stuck me to the flag like that.” Havoc said with a frown.

“Oh come, that was hilarious. You should have seen the looks on the nobility’s faces when they saw the new addition. How’d you guess it was me?”

“It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that it would take a lot of pegasi to lift me. I doubt that they could do that without bumping me into things, I barely fit through your door by myself.”

“Fair enough. Now Havoc, why don’t you go put your armor in the armory. Silent Gale knows the way.”

“Yess my lady.” He replied as a thin stream of blood leaked from his mouth. Silent Gale flew off with Havoc in pursuit.

Celestia turned to Gilda, “Gilda what are you doing with that boy?”

“Nothing princess! Seriously I just came with him because he said Dash was here.”

“Mmhm...” Celestia said and rubbed her chin. She loved messing with people!

“Hey how old is he anyway? He said that Silent Gale stallion taught him how to fly and you just called him a boy.”

“Mmm, Gilda first tell me... How old are you, I assure you it’s relevant to your own question.”

“Uhh twenty-three.”

“I see, well Havoc is only seventeen years old.”

“Only seventeen?! What’s he been eating?”

“Terrible things I assure you. He may not even be that old because he doesn’t know when he was born, he just counts how many years have gone by since he was told how long he’s been alive.”

“Wow, that... What kind of place did he come from to not even know his birthday?”

“A terrible place, it’s why he’s so big. It’s why he’s such a good fighter. It’s why he didn’t know how to fly. You see he recently rode out of the Everfree on a one eyed manticore, the manticore had one eye because he originally tried to kill it by shoving a tree into its eye. Needless to say that didn’t work.”

“I... I don’t know how to respond to that.”

“You don’t have to because he’ll be here in three... Two... One.”

“I’m back! That was the strangest armory I’ve ever seen. So little variety just guns, blades, shoes, arrows, and armor.”

“Havoc why don’t you follow Silent Gale to Rainbow Dash’s room she should be on her way right now. I have a meeting to attend to so see you later!”

“Ookay, that was strange. Well we’d best be on our way.” Havoc said as she walked off.

Silent Gale began walking in a different direction, down a hall with pictures of landscapes framed in gold. They followed him and as they did they heard an extra set of hoof steps. The clopping got closer and closer until it was right beside Havoc, there was a lot of Havoc to be near so the source was technically still at the back of the group. Havoc and Gilda turned their heads and saw Luna keeping pace with them.

“Um, no offence but do you not have royal duties to attend to?” Havoc asked.

“Tis a slow night, unless there is an emergency that needs my might it should be fine. Besides I rarely get petitioners, I don’t know why Celestia complains about hers. She has a board of advisors to help with all the decisions she needs to make.”

“Well greater numbers are positive in most endeavors.” Havoc said quietly.

“Doesn’t the phrase go ‘The more the merrier’?” Gilda asked.

“I have never heard of this ‘phrase’ of which you speak. Nor have I ever heard ‘the more the merrier’. Also what does merry mean? Or is it just merrier?”

Gilda’s right eye twitched, “How can you have never heard that!? Also phrase is basically the same thing as saying it’s just the correct way to say it. And I think merry means happy or something like that so merrier would be happier, I think.” She said and for a moment pondered the meaning of merry and what she had just said.

“Where I’m from nobody says things like that. Also before recently I didn’t know anybody who even knew the word ‘phrase’. Either the schools are different here or you’re really smart Gilda!”

Gilda knew she was of average intelligence. As such the fact that he had never heard the word phrase or the phrase ‘the more the merrier’ said some rather bad things about Havoc’s intelligence and origin in general. She wondered how he had gotten a job here if he didn’t even have a full grasp of basic equine.

“Er, thanks big guy. Hey how’d you get your job anyway?”

“I came out of the Everfree, talked to Fluttershy, she brought me to Twilight Sparkle, Twilight called the princess to her library tree thing, I negotiated a contract, and woke up in what I think was a maximum security prison where they briefly performed tests on me shortly after which I snapped and tried to do evil things. Then I woke up with burnt pieces falling off of me in a training field. Insert training record plus two dead guards and that’s how I go my job and figured out what it was!”

“Okay, I don’t want to know where you’re from anymore. I just wanna know where it is so I can stay the buck away from wherever it is you’re from.” Gilda said with an almost indiscernible cringe.

“Don’t worry you’d need some sort of teleporter to get there. You won’t find it on a map and there’s no chance of you just stumbling across it.” Havoc answered cheerfully.

“Good to know.”

Luna shook her head calmly. She had been to those guards funerals. In Equestria the dead are not buried. They are utterly destroyed with a burst of magic by a necro sentinel. This is part of the reason zombies are feared. It indicates that there was no opportunity for a necro sentinel to do their job and this only occurs in situations that prevent such a thing. These are typically rather bad things such as battlefields where the dead are too numerous to destroy in the Equestrian fashion. As you can imagine this is both a rare and terrible occurrence, similarly this may occur if Equestria loses a battle and this too terrifies the Equestrian people. Also Equestrians don’t like necromancers.

“So what do you plan to do when you see Rainbow Dash?” Havoc asked her with a tilted head.

“Talk, try to figure out why she chose those lame ponies over me.” Gilda answered. Not all ponies were lame, but few were cool in her mind. Dash still ranked among the cool ones.

“You do realize they’re national heroes right?”

“I know most of them weren’t. It was mostly Pinkie Pie that bugged me anyway, I bet she put Dash up to all those pranks! Honestly!”

“Did she use a hoof buzzer on you?” Havoc navigated carefully.

“Yeah, how’d you guess?”

“I know that those hoof buzzers are designed for relatively hard pony hooves and not gryphon skin. That would hurt sooo much for anyone who didn’t have that tough layer of keratin so that must have been agony. I bet it burned you didn’t it?”

“Yeah...”

“I feel your pain. I’ve been electrocuted five times, twice by lightning. Believe me when I say nothing hurts like lightning, you think buzzer’s bad? Try getting struck by a bolt from a cloud that’s so big that it blocks out the sun for miles.” He said quietly, “I still have daymares about it.”

“Daymares?” Luna asked.

“I usually don’t dream in my sleep, so I have dreams when I’m awake and not focusing on anything. Or daydreams, a daymare it the awake equivalent of a nightmare. Similarly you have no control when you slip into them despite being awake.”

“I didn’t know such a thing was possible.”

“They’re pretty common where I’m from. There typically isn’t much to smile about or hope for to cause daydreams.”

Silent Gale came to a stop and Havoc too stopped immediately. Experience on the battlefield says that when another suddenly stops there‘s a reason for it, usually dangerous in nature. Havoc looked around nervously before realising that they were still in the big, safe, hallway surrounded by granite walls. Silent Gale looked at him curiously and he figured that they must be in front of Rainbow Dash’s room to have stopped.

“So what do we do now that we’ve gotten to Dash’s room.” Gilda asked, reminding him yet again that she was probably smarter than him. This would have made him feel bad if he didn’t know how smart predators really were, while cartoons and the like tend to depict predators as dumb brutes it’s actually the herbivores who would be the dumb ones if ever there was a battle of wits. A predator has to have the brainpower to get close enough to kill its prey. They also tend to go for the weak which indicates the intelligence necessary to realise that the old cow lingering by the edge is a better target than the robust young bull powering through at the front. Havoc partly knew how smart they were due to how many times they had attacked him and when they had attacked him. Typically when he was weak unless they were so bad that they just went for the biggest animal in sight.

They waited for a moment before Gilda knocked on the door to her room, which Silent Gale had indicated with a foreleg. Not getting a response they settled down to wait. With people who could speak around the silence got awkward.

“So Gilda, you like rabbits?” Havoc asked.

“Depends, what do you mean by like?” She replied.

“Well personally I find them delicious. Last rabbits I had were raw and screaming.” He answered with a smile, this revealed his rows of very sharp teeth.

“I like them roasted with a salad, maybe barbecued. Raw is not my style.” And Gilda smiled revealing her own set of teeth near the back of her sharp beak.

“I prefer a nice tulip, lily, and rose hip salad with roasted cashews.” Luna said.

‘Hmmm.. That does sound good but I can’t digest a lot of pony food. Most vegetables, fruits, and grains sure. But the last time I tried flowers I had to go to the hospital to get my stomach pumped.” Gilda said and continued smiling. They shared a laugh, except for Silent Gale who merely smiled.

“That’s pretty good but I can top it.” Havoc said eagerly.

“Alright let’s hear it.” Gilda egged him on.

“Alright so I’m out in the field and I’ve got my rations. It’s meal time so I’ve already eaten through half of my pack when some dirt gets launched into the grey sludge that apparently qualifies as food so I curse it and scoop some of it out but I don’t want to lose my food so there’s a little left. So I eat it along with the ration pack when I realise the part with dirt tastes better than the food alone! So I pick up some dirt and put it on my tongue and put the last of the food next to it and wouldn’t you know the dirt tastes better! So I start shoveling dirt into my mouth and it tastes great until a few minutes later where I’m puking and cursing whoever made those vile ration packs for making food that dirt becomes appetizing!”

“Hahahahahaha! Oh my gods that sounds awful! Why would anyone make something like that!?” Gilda said as she keeled over

“Hahahahaha! I’d rather not find out” Luna cried as she too burst into laughter.

“Hahahah! Nobody really makes it! Giant machinery operated by people made it! Sad to say the machines were making the best with what they got, it was the quality of the ingredients that sucked. Heh.”

“Hey what’s so funny?!” A slightly scratchy tomboyish voice called out from nearby. Havoc adjusted his bulk to allow all to view the source and they beheld Rainbow Dash resplendent in a small, short, silver dress. The design was likely Rarity’s if the intricate spirals that formed elaborate patterns with small gems were any indication, as were the deliberate ridges that helped shape the skirt. Havoc and Gilda blinked in shock, Luna raised an eyebrow, Silent Gale showed no reaction.

“What? Rarity likes to represent in Canterlot. Is that you Gilda?” She asked earnestly.

“That’s right Dash, we need to talk...” She said as she rose.

Rainbow Dash nodded and zoomed over to her room. Shortly after she opened her room’s door and gestured for Gilda to enter.

“Alright, bye. Meeting you all was chill, keep up the good work.” She said with a salute. She and Havoc bumped fist to hoof.

“So Dash, you on good terms with the big one?” They heard as the door closed behind the pair.

“Now what?” Havoc asked looking blankly at his now two companions.

“I believe that we should attempt to ‘hit’ one of those nightclubs I hear so much about.” Luna responded.

“I don’t know what that is but I’m willing.”

They rose and Havoc got a thought in his head.

“Hey let’s pass by the throne room on the way out.”

“Why?”

“I’m hoping the pinkus pieicus will randomly appear. She should know something about these ‘nightclubs’ and knowledge is power.”

“Agreed.”

In silence they walked to the throne room. As they neared the exit Pinkie Pie exploded from inside a suit of armor.

“Did somepony say NIGHTCLUB!” She cried with glee.

“My friend Luna suggested that we hit a nightclub.” Havoc said with a small smile, the clever demon horse thing was clever.

“Yay!! I know some great places outside of Canterlot. Also, hi mister monster!”

“Then let us depart, the fun awaits!” Luna said with a smile.

She led the way to her chariot and looked at Havoc with expectation. He took a moment to figure it out but then immediately hitched himself to it. The others climbed into the large gothic chariot. Havoc patiently awaited instruction when he felt a tug on the reigns. He rose his head in confusion and felt a loop of rope hit his neck and he remembered when the six and Spike went to the Grand Galloping Gala. He started running, another loop with a somewhat upward tug and he flew, he felt the reins pull to the side and followed them. In this manner they made it to a city known as Las Pegasus, Havoc did not know this. They pulled up in front of a large brightly lit building, its name proudly displayed in glowing neon. Its name was ‘Cider Manes’ and a tall bouncer of dark green fur and pale red hair wearing odd glowing shades stood by the door through which glowing blue mist was leaking.

The bouncer’s eyebrow rose when Pinkie Pie hopped up in front him.

“Pinks? What are you- Never mind I know better. So you bring any friends this time?” He inquired.

“Yup, check ‘em out Steel!” She said and gestured towards the trio as they entered the dim light. His jaw hung low at the sight. A tall blue mare with a horn and wings, and a muscular pegasus stallion in what looked liked royal guard armor, that mare looked awfully similar to princess Luna and why was the darkness intruding on his light? His jaw gave up on supporting itself as he realised that what appeared to be the night shadow was in fact another pony with both horn and wings, and he was a giant of a stallion. So large that for the second time in his life since growing up he was looking up at somepony.

"So this is princess Luna! The royal guard's Silent Gale, 'cause he's silent! And that's Havoc, he's a big scary monster that can bite through gems and metal!"

“You- you’re c- clear to enter. Just let me c- call ahead.” Steel said as he pressed on a dark blue device. “Boss? Yeah it’s Steel. Believe me you’re gonna want to see this. Yes seriously I think this is one of those once in a lifetime things.” He put the circular device back in it’s pocket on the black vest he wore and said, “H- hey you mind waiting for a moment? And Havoc was it? Mind going back in the dark ‘till my boss gets down here? He has this coming.”

Havoc stepped back into the dark. A few minutes later a red stallion with electric blue hair stepped out, a lit cigar in his mouth. He looked at Luna and the guard and almost lost his cigar.

“Miss would you happen to be the Princess Luna?”

“That is correct stallion.”

“I must say thank you for this gorgeous night, the moon is beautiful. And so’s that big white thing in the sky.” He finished with a wink.

“I thank you for the compliment sir, however I don’t think my guard here approves.”

“Goldilocks here? Feh, what’s he gonna do?”

“I was not referring to Silent Gale.” She said and Havoc loomed out of the darkness. The cigar fell the the pavement and he stepped back to the open door. Havoc got closer and smiled while lowering his head to eye level.

“Heh heh, hey there big guy! I promise I wasn’t making a pass at your princess! No touchy, got it! Please get out of my face!”

Havoc stepped by the princess and rose to his full height.

“I’ll let the crew know we’re catering to royalty tonight. N-nice to meet you princess, good to see you again Pinkie just give me more warning next time.” The boss said as he returned to his booming club.

As the group entered they were given a wide berth, one look Havoc’s way sent them scurrying to the side.

“Mares and studs, may I present to you on this fine night! The princess Luna bringer of night!!” A feminine voice called out from speakers set up in key points on the walls.

A cheer went up from the ravers, many of them drunk on hard cider and high on mushrooms.

“Also a crowd favorite, raise your voices for the premiere pink party pony herself.: PINKY PIE!!” A powerful roar sounded from the crowd.

“And don’t be too shy around the big one, he just doesn’t like it when you try to put the moves on his princess! I better be on the tips of my hooves then cause I don’t know how I’m supposed to hold back when flanks like those pass by. Wish me luck ponies!” The voice finished and the crowd roared with laughter and cheers alike, whistles and catcalls abounded. The booming music resumed, this time a tribute to Luna.

Luna smiled and waded into the crowd. Havoc was bewildered, the last time something like happened he ended up knee deep in the corpses of his comrades. Naturally he froze up and the crowd thinking he was do the royal guards statue impersonation, surged around him. Silent Gale looked up at him and Havoc felt his eyes boring into him. This broke him from his paralysis, Luna was easy to spot being taller than anyone else in the crowd nearby aside from a few gryphons. He watched her carefully before stomping around a little, he found the rhythm and worked with it. By the time he was going with the flow Silent Gale was already earning praise, his excellent hearing combined with a need to communicate using his body made him an excellent dancer.

Havoc felt hooves on his back and turned his head to see Pinkie Pie stomping to the beat, he smiled and spread his wings to provide a larger platform for her skillful dance. She whooped and did a spin on one hoof. A few other ponies, a goat, a female gryphon, and what appeared to be a pair of deer joined her on the moving dance floor. A trio of colorful monkeys started dancing on his head. Havoc lost track of time as the beat ground on and the partiers on his wings, back, and head changed numerous times having fallen or jumped off. At some point he felt what he assumed was Pinky Pie turning his head and walked in the direction he was pointed, he came to a glowing red bar.

The bar was being tended by a dark grey gryphon with a gold feathered head and thin bars of metal horizontally embedded in his cheeks and beak. Havoc assumed it was male due to his great stature and long beak.

“So what’re you up for dark one?” He asked while looking up at Havoc with a bored expression.

“He’ll have a rainbow dynamite! I’ll have a raspberry shockburst!” Pinkie Pie said while leaning over his head. A few patrons turned to them with shock evident on their faces.

“Alright, a tough guy! I’ll be right with you Pinky.” The gryphon said with a massive grin. He turned to the nearby glasses before shaking his head and grabbing a keg. He tore off the top with his claws in a screech of metal. He poured a number of nearby glasses full with the contents.

“Free drinks, looks like someone's finally gonna try the rainbow dynamite!!” He yelled and the partygoers resumed cheering and grabbed up the glasses. He proceeded to enter a door behind the counter and returned with a large jar of what appeared to be rainbow juice. He poured it into the keg until the quarter full container was half full. He grabbed a hose and sprayed a dark red bubbling liquid into the keg, he grabbed another and a blue liquid joined it. The keg was an eighth more full he released them and grabbed several bottles of clear liquid. He poured all five bottles in and the keg was three quarters full. He poured in another two bottles of amber liquid and proceeded to drop in several lemons which he sliced with his claws. He poured in differently shaped bottles of clear liquid and the keg was near full.

“Bon appetit a giant sized rainbow dynamite!” He yelled before grabbing a hose from the container it retracted to and spraying dark red liquid into a tall glass. He then grabbed a different hose and sprayed purple liquid which did not bubble. He grabbed a nearby bottle and poured a quarter of its contents in and dropped four ice cubes in before swirling it with an umbrella and throwing it at Pinkie Pie, who caught it with her forehooves. Before payment could be mentioned he raised a claw.

“No need to pay that’s on the house, partly courtesy to the princess and partly because I wanna see someone drink my masterpiece.” He said and looked intently at Havoc.

“No problem Frosty!” Pinkie Pie said before taking a gulp of her drink.

Havoc slowly raised the keg with TK feeling eyes on him. He tilted his head back and rose the torn edge to his lips. He tilted it and the mixture poured down his throat. It tasted good he noted. he drank a third of the contents of the keg before lowering it beside the bar. He waited.

“Grrreeeeekk!!” He belched out and swiftly felt odd. His eyes burned pleasantly and he felt the cold spread through his body. He felt liquid bubbling and felt the pops in his mouth, he saw a glow from above and looked up. He saw his horn was scintillating with the colors of a rainbow. The gryphon stared rapturously as if waiting for something. Havoc saw multi-colored mist leaking from his nostrils and mouth, the flow increasing and slowing with every exhale and inhale respectively.

“This feels awesome.” Havoc said calmly with a big grin.

The gryphon leaped onto the bar and pulled Havoc’s head up as he stood on his hind legs and cried out, “Beings unanimous I present the Stallion that just drank a rainbow dynamite! See how he glows, see his perfectly healthy horn!”

The crowd cheered wildly and Havoc saw a few beings speaking to others who seemed confused. Then their jaws dropped and they yelled and hollered along with the rest. Havoc smiled and took another drink from the now glowing contents of the keg and the crowd got wilder, leaping in a frenzy. A small dragon let out a torrent of flame, the dragon was slightly larger than the male gryphons. Havoc wondered why they seemed so excited by him drinking.

Eventually he finished the drink and he felt energized enough for an all night session with Celestia! Eventually after an untold time dancing in a joyous haze in which he was certain he danced with a topless female minotaur and was mostly sure that he tongue kissed the dragon, the group departed. He now needed Pinkie Pie’s guidance to get to the chariot, he needed Luna’s help to hitch himself into the chariot, and Silent Gale to extract both him and Luna from the crowd’s loving embrace. Pinkie didn’t need help because she was riding Havoc and Silent Gale was too elite to get trapped in a crowd. Havoc flew back to the castle aglow which startled the guards considerably.

He was unhitched and stomped carelessly beside Luna as she walked. He checked his chest and found things had been scrawled on it in neon red and laughed with his head tilted to the ceiling. He wondered why nobody ever drank the rainbow dynamite, it was fantastic! He was dimly aware of Silent Gale and Pinkie Pie’s departure as he walked the princess to her room. They encountered Celestia as she exited her own and Havoc smiled releasing multi-colored vapor from his mouth as well as his nostrils and she reared her head back.

“Hi Celestia the sexy! I had a great night out with the others and Luna the sexy too!” Funny he thought, I somehow sound like ice or maybe just an ice cube.

“Luna what is the meaning of this?” She asked, he thought it was rude to do that but didn’t mind.

“He drank something called rainbow dynamite, it’s the reason he’s this way.” She answered with a pink cheeked smile, she was somewhat drunk herself. Yet still managed to think and speak coherently.

“What’s ‘rainbow dynamite’?”

Luna walked over to her, pulled her head down and whispered something into her ear. Something which caused Celestia’s expression to changed from confused and slightly panicked to awestruck.

“So how does it feel Havoc?” She asked once Luna finished.

“I feel awesome! Like I could f*** all night long! Possibly for maybe half of tomorrow too.” He responded happily.

She looked at the writing on his chest and she raised an eyebrow. Rookie she thought, she could get twice this many in half the time he was out. She knew how long because Silent Gale had told her. What was written his chest was an amalgamation of graffiti and a few addresses complete with invitations to party and a very small amount giving invitations of the lewd sort.

“Yaay!!” Cried a drunken Luna, “We should totally try that!”

Celestia blinked. She thought to herself, “I should really get her drunk sometime, she’s clearly more fun this way. Maybe I could try the same with Twilight, get her to try some of that stuff she’s too nervous to do. Maybe even convince her to have that threesome I’ve been wanting...”

“I don’t think that would be a good idea Luna, you’re not thinking clearly.” She said, whoever said double standards were a bad thing? She didn’t want to wake up to her sister screaming, in fear. Besides in their states they wouldn’t use protection and she’d have a pregnant little sister. Pregnant with the offspring of Havoc no less. She knew they wouldn’t use protection because the more lucid of the two, Havoc, was never taught the spell and Equestria didn’t have the sterilization fields of his homeworld. They could abort it but Luna had never had a foal and it would probably look really bad if anyone found out about it. In the name of Equestria she was going to cock-block them or get laid trying! While she didn’t mind sharing, doing that with her sister was a little much and she had no intention of doing those things she saw on illustrations from Havoc’s homeworld. Yet. After all with a lifespan like hers she was bound to get adventurous enough to try it.

“What are you talkin’ abou’? I’m thinking as clerly as evah!” She replied.

“You’ll probably regret it if you try to follow through with that decision Luna, think of your future here.”

“Huuh! I get id! You’re jealous! Well don’t be jealous sis’, we can all screw! Together! At the same time!” She countered causing Celestia’s mind to blank. Did her little sister honestly feel that way about her? She knew that drunkenness made you stupid, which also made you rather honest. She needed stop this and soon.

“Look over there!” She cried and pointed a hoof down the hall. The drunks looked and she immediately hit them with sleep spells. Havoc wobbled but did not fall, he looked down at Luna and poked her with a hoof. Celestia realised that the rainbow dynamite was stronger than she had thought. He fell to his belly and began nibbling on Luna’s neck, she giggled in her sleep. Celestia’s eye twitched. Havoc proceeded to pick her up in his mouth, holding her by her chest.

“Ow ‘ut?” He asked.

“Um, get her to bed?” She asked hesitantly.

“‘Ay.” He responded and clopped over to the door, his steps causing tremors. He ineffectively pawed at the door and whimpered. Celestia opened it for him and he nodded to her before ducking and walking in. Celestia watched as he lifted her sheet with a hoof and climbed in. He released her soggy chest and pulled her back against his own in a hug. He released the sheet and it covered Luna up to her neck. He closed his eyes and seemed to instantly fall asleep.

“Well that was a lucky break.” Celestia said and she closed the door and headed off to attend to some unfinished business.

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Time: 5:37 A.M. 10 days 4 hours 39 minutes since savior spell
Location: Canterlot Castle, Princess Luna’s royal bedchambers
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Luna awoke with a delicate yawn, last night was a good one. She had been surprised to hear such a positive song inspired by her, much less one being used as the beat of a nightclub. She blushed as she remembered what she had said just before passing out in the hall. speaking of which she sure was warm. Not enough to be hot but a pleasant warmth, and her sheet was rather heavy on her chest. She tried to push it aside but it clung to her, odd. She twisted onto her back and her right cheek was against something very soft.

She felt the roll of sheeting that covered her chest and it felt similar but there was a definite hardness underneath. She cautiously turned her head to look further up and saw Havoc’s lower jaw. Her cheeks turned red despite the fur covering them and she contemplated the events that may have conspired without her knowing. Perhaps she hadn’t fallen asleep in the hallway, but rather her memory simply ended at that point. She felt along his underside with her right rear hoof. Little moisture, no matting.This reassured her that nothing had happened and she exhaled in relief. Now to free herself from his grasp.

She turned to face him and pushed all four legs against him in a first attempt. This predictably did not work against an entity outclassed her in both weight and strength. It merely launched her back into his fur with a squeak.

“Eep!”

This seemed to work as his head rose from the bed and peered down at her, menacing in the darkness.

“Hi Luna, did you rest well?” He asked her.

“Er, yes Havoc. You are very warm.” She said.

She was about to ask him to release her when he lifted her over his stomach and set her down gently. He placed his hooves to his sides and lowered his head to the bed and she realised just how low she was when she saw his horn pointing off the the bed. She looked around for a moment and wondered what she was expected to do.

“I enjoyed sleeping with you. It was pleasant, your body helped me relax considerably. We should do that again sometime, it was just as good as sleeping with Celestia only I didn’t wake up fused to a flag.” He said and this panicked her, she started checking her body and his for... Stains.

“Don’t worry I didn’t get anything on you, I’m not a sleep salivator.”

This could mean only one thing: When they had copulated last night he must have released inside her every time! She didn’t feel very full so clearly it had all been in her...

She slowly locked eyes with him and said, “You are taking responsibility.”

“Responsibility?”

“It means to be held accountable and to take on the duty as you should. In this scenario you are taking responsibility for the foal.”

“What foal?”

“The one we made together last night.”

“We didn’t make a foal last night.”

“Then you were taught the pregnancy prevention spell at some point?”

“No.”

“Then we made a foal. Now I know it’s early but I think we should start thinking of names for it, preferably Equestrian ones.”

Havoc thought for a moment, then he said, “We didn’t have sex Luna.”

“We didn’t?”

“No, Celestia hit us both with sleep spells. You fell asleep in the hall, I stayed awake and got us into your bed. Then I released you from my mouth, hugged you, and quickly fell asleep.”

“OH thank goodness, I don’t think I’m ready to have a baby. Or babies as it might have been. Also, thank you for not raping me in my sleep. I know your people do that.”

“Your welcome. Besides you’d probably be bleeding if we had mated.”

She thought about those words for a moment and realised he was right, he was huge compared to her so it would have damaged her birth canal if he had achieved penetration...

She hugged him with all four legs and he accepted it with a sigh. At that very moment Celestia had just gotten to the room to check on them after her morning duties and was in fact opening the door. She saw Luna’s legs wrapped around as much of him as they could manage and heard his sigh and automatically assumed the most likely case scenario for if that was herself in Luna’s position.

“Get out of my sister!” She yelled as she leaped in and closed the door behind her, she was confident that she could win with words.

Luna jumped air, “Ack! Sister this is not what it looks like!” She cried desperately.

“Yes it is.” Havoc said to her consternation.

“Now Havoc, I know I’ve been encouraging you to be a little more aggressive with my sister. But I didn’t mean for you to sleep with her!” Celestia chastised him.

“What’s wrong with sleeping with her? I slept with you. I also slept with my comrades frequently.” He countered.

“That’s different I- wait your comrades?”

“Yes my comrades.”

She facehoofed before speaking, “Haaa, you forgot what sleeping with somepony means here?” Secretly she was relieved, her sister remained undamaged and virginal. He needed to wait a few months before he could have her, then she’d be at full size and capable of handling it.

Havoc frowned, “No, but you ponies are more perverted than I thought. So many ways to describe reproduction with you.”

“And so many ways.” She said with a wink. This caused him to turn his head away as his face became almost invisibly pink, and the room became a few degrees warmer due to his increased body heat.

“What is my next task liege?” He asked from his position.

“Oh we don’t use that system anymore. Your next task is however, to give Blueblood support along the northeastern border.”

“The system may be back in use since I conquered the primates.”

“I see.”

“Indeed, now why would Blueblood need my support and in what endeavor?”

“The Nord Ponies are out in force recently and the garrison under Blueblood isn’t big enough or equipped enough to hold them back. Now Nord Ponies are less numerous but a lot bigger than the ponies of Equestria, the average male is a little bigger than one of my guards. This combined with their constant combat and war-like culture makes them very good fighters. They are rather fond of using beasts in battle, such as bears or wolves. They also have windigoes on their side since their original king integrated the survivors into his nation. In addition the Nord Ponies have a somewhat high population of horses and a breed rarely found elsewhere: the Sleipner. Sleipner are built like horses but they have eight legs and can fly despite a lack of wings and they can run on water. Dragons and Nord Ponies however do not get along well, this is in part because their king likes to hunt dragons and mount their heads on his wall. Nord Ponies also don’t typically get along well with gryphons because gryphons like to eat horses and ponies alike.”

“Is there a reason to worry about windigoes or the sleipner?”

“Well Sleipner are awfully fast and strong. As for windigoes, avoid their breath. Wounds affected by it don’t heal correctly and it feels like frostbite gnawing at you. You should also look out for Gullfaxi or Svaðilfari . Gullfaxi has a golden mane and is strong, fast, and intelligent. Though not a sleipner she can run on water and fly without wings, she can’t keep up with a Sleipner however. If possible she is to be captured, and I want her brought to me. We don’t know what she is. Similarly we know not what Svaðilfari, father of Sleipner, is but he is incredibly strong. He has served his king for a long time and if you see him then the situation is worse than I thought. He is a master of construction and siege warfare.”

“How will I recognize him?”

“He’ll be the biggest one out there, aside from you.”

“Understood, also you may want to send a representative to Lemuria. I shall leave once I’ve eaten, and received directions.” Havoc said as he rolled off the bed to stand on his hooves. He quietly walked into the hall and headed to the dining room or feast hall as he knew it, expecting food to be waiting for him. He was joined halfway by his seemingly constant companion, Silent Gale, and they walked in comfortable silence. When they arrived Havoc marvelled at the intricate patterning featured throughout the room, then he looked at the barren table.

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Time: 7:37 A.M. 10 days 6 hours 39 minutes since savior spell
Location: NorthEastern Equestrian borderlands, 200 kilometers from from Stalliongrad
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Havoc flew, Silent Gale riding his slipstream. He had waited exactly one hour and twenty minutes for his food to be prepared, he had eaten it all in five minutes, he had pulled on his armor and gotten into the sky five later. Normally it would be an at least six hour flight this far from the capital but his powerful wings got him there in around thirty minutes. He was glad for that because from what he saw things did not look good for the E.N.G. He saw a great horde of huge shaggy equines, they wore dark iron armor and spikes decorated their helms. He saw gigantic tanks and and somewhat crude guns amongst the ranks.

The E.N.G. by contrast had white armor over a dark blue uniform. Their guns were black and their tanks came in the same colors as their uniform armor. Havoc looked for Blueblood’s distinctive crest and saw, to his surprise, that it was where a group of soldiers were cutting a swathe of death through the Nord ponies ranks. He took a deep breath and roared while he readied a power blast. Many of the combatants ceased fighting and looked to him. He fired the blast into a knot of windigoes and ‘pegacorns’ as they were called and the Equestrian forces cheered. He proceeded to launch several large fireballs at random into the enemy ranks and found the few shields raised were not enough to stop them.

A vast flock of pegasi rose from the mass and charged him. He saw a few windigoes among them.

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Blueblood was angry, he was also terrified but he didn’t show it. Fear did not look good so all he let his soldiers see was anger. This made him look rather scary, but scary was better than scared in his book. One of the ones he kept in his private drawer that is. Blueblood was scared and angry because from what he saw he had a very slim chance of surviving this latest incursion, and he most definitely wanted to live. While dying in a noble last stand agarde of barbarian invaders looked very good in the obituaries and on the remembrance stone, Blueblood would much rather live a rich coward. Unfortunately this enemy wasn’t the sort to just accept surrender and move on, he would most likely be taken prisoner, turned into slave, and sold to some dirty savage and made to clean the house or worse. That was not a fate for a noble, much less a Prince of such importance and lineage.

He cursed quietly as he listened to the report from the front.

“Lord the Nords have broken through the fifth companies line. We can’t hold out much longer as is and we’ve no ponies to spare. If they manage to get behind us we’re done for.”

Blueblood rubbed the ornate gem encrusted golden crown he wore. It belonged to his father who’d worn it to battle and when he died Blueblood as the first of three sons had received it. Following tradition he wore this same crown to his battles as well and it had saved his life once when a chaos cultist nearly destroyed and much of his body with some foul spell. This was when he’d found out it was both resistant to hostile magic, such as mind worms, and rather sturdy, it stopped the freakish weapon the cultist tried on him next despite his unnatural twisting musculature.

“Inform the soldiery that I shall be joining them in battle this day.” He soon said in answer to the unspoken question.

“Understood lord. This should boost the morale.” The sergeant responded.

Blueblood looked at his golden armor, he had refused to wear the colors of the common soldiers. He was a noble and would look the part by his beloved aunt’s name. He calmly cantered out to his platoon, they were hoof picked by himself and none other. As such they were an elite force composed solely of unicorns and pegacorns, no filthy earth ponies or rude pegasi to tarnish their name. They were referred to as the Golden Horn and each member had a keen grasp of magic and at least fifty kills to their name before joining Blueblood’s elite force. While they were generally educated and well mannered before joining they went through a strict training regime to bring them up to Blueblood’s rather high standards. They were already standing at attention before he exited the tent, he would have no slackers in his personal guard.

“Golden Horn! We go to battle.”

They nodded and formed up around him leaving a path at the front and back for him to see and if necessary, retreat with ease. They quickly moved at a gallop to the fifth line and saw the barbarians attempting to get behind them and crush them from the inside and out. The Golden Horn fired their well maintained rifles into them, slaughtering the ones that had gotten through in seconds. They marched through the gap and began to kill the barbarians once more, Blueblood disdained guns considering them crude, he chose to destroy his foes with his formidable magic. At present he was pulling barbarians into his Golden Horns fire.

“Onwards soldiers, in Celestia’s name push the scum back!” Blueblood cried in an attempt to rally the panicked Fifth Company.

They neighed in approval and formed a path for the Golden Horn before counter attacking. The Golden Horn trotted to the front and began to carve a path of blood and broken bodies. Blueblood sent a scything wave of magic, cutting down the next rank. His soldiers began to utilize their own magic to kill as they faced the main horde, bullets were joined by fireballs and lightning. Force bolts tore through armor as bodies were telekinetically crushed. Burning light blinded them and made them easy targets.

The Golden Horn began to make progress despite the heavy bullets and bloodlust of the foe. Blueblood stopped a line of bullets with a shield, that was another thing he didn’t like about guns. They were only useful against an opponent who didn’t have a means of stopping them. Fitting that such savages would use them. He launched the bullets back in a wave and smiled at the screams. He soon frowned as he pushed aside blood and corpses, just because he killed them doesn’t mean he should have to set hoof in the grotesque messes left by their deaths. He saw a massive armored bear charging him and raised an eyebrow before crushing its spine in an instant, its body kept coming and a burst of TK sent it tumbling well over his shoulder. A line of barbarians came at him bipedally with a mix of swords, maces, axes, and a singular gun gripped in their hooves. He gripped them and slid them aside, right into their startled allies who butchered them for their apparent betrayal.

He frowned as he blocked a fireball from an enemy sorcerer, he traced its path to a glowing horn and blasted it off and was rewarded with a scream. This was getting more irritating by the second. He saw a group pegasi, pegacorns, and what appeared to be windigoes dive down towards him rather than join their brethren in the aerial combat and panicked. His Golden Horn was good but that was far too many elites to kill. Then he heard a deep roar. He didn’t know whether or not to hope it was a dragon. He and the assaulting force looked towards the sound and saw something potentially worse: an unidentified Alicorn. His heart raced as he considered that it might be aligned with the Nords, but he fears were laid to rest when a blast of power utterly destroyed the force that was nearly upon him. He was further relieved that it hadn’t simply missed when it, possibly he, began launching a barrage of fireballs into the foe.

“Ponies! Celestia sends her chosen to fight by our side this glorious day! Rejoice and redouble your efforts so that you might prove your worth in her champion's eyes!” Blueblood cried in a magically enhanced voice. His command was met by a great roar from his fellow Equestrians and they charged the more disorganised foe. Even the tanks charged crushing barbarians under their treads and blasting at a quickened pace into their tanks and infantry alike. Blueblood himself continued to kill at his own pace, let the commoners run about screaming and hollering. He would do no such peasant activity.

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Havoc roared and charged into the thinned mass of flyers. He slammed hooves into their helmed skulls crushing the iron effortlessly. He heard crunching noises and suspected Silent Gale was preventing them from getting above him. This was confirmed when he saw an unsteady flow of dead falling past him. Havoc bit and cut them at them with his wing claws. He couldn’t maintain flight but didn’t have to, he was killing at a fast enough pace to propel himself with the dead and dying. He heard the cry of a windigo and incinerated the soldiers around him in order to see the source. It was a large windigo, it flew to his height and wailed a challenge. The soldiers began to circle them in anticipation, Havoc narrowed his eyes and roared in response. They charged simultaneously. Havoc slammed into the smaller windigo with his chest and bit into its ghostly neck from above, it screamed and he felt cold. He threw it away from himself and launched himself at it. It met his open jaws with its hooves and his gums hurt where it connected, it strained to hold his jaws open and off of its chest. It took a deep breath and Havoc squeezed and impaled its neck with his wing claws. It made a strangled noise and his claws felt cold as its breath poured out of the holes in its neck, it began to fall and havoc threw it up and launched himself at it once more. His jaws closed around its chest with ease despite it feeble protests and he clamped down hard. Dark blue blood leaked out and he bit all the way through despite the burning cold, he swallowed the chunk of meat and bone as it fell to its death.

The warriors around him charged and he sent a wave of crushing pressure from his horn to meet them, they made gurgles as their insides collapsed and were impaled by their broken bones. Havoc hissed as he dived lower despite the bullets flying past him, he was used to this sort of thing due to his career as a berzerker. He saw something strange charging at him and realised it was a sleipner by it quartets of hooves, it looked somewhat odd but he had seen far stranger things on his homeworld. He grinned savagely as endorphins caused his blood to race. The sleipner was fast as promised, fast enough to give him a challenge. Havoc gave an extra-strength downward flap sending a powerful gust pushing down on the foe, he noticed gold patterning on his armor. He closed his wings and entered a stoop.. The sleipner had no opportunity to dodge as Havoc bit down on him with enough force to buckle his armor.

They fell quietly, Havoc making no move to exit the dive or finish off his suffocating opponent. They crashed into a group of Nords and the sleipner died on impact. Havoc finished his bite and began to kill them with his hooves. A horse took a swing at him with an axe but his tough hide stopped what little his armour failed to. Havoc swallowed his mouthful of armor and rib-cage before tearing off his head with a wing. Havoc shredded the metal of the dead around him and sent the improvised shrapnel in a cone through the enemy. He heard cries of pain as it cut into any unarmored part. Havoc roared once more before simply charging into them, any who were bipedal were knocked down, those on all fours were stomped to death as his tough hooves crushed bones and pulverised flesh. Occasionally he would lunge in with his jaws and lift and enemy into the air, shortly after they would fall again minus a chunk of themselves. Many cried out as the spikes of his armor cut into them as he charged through.

He heard a neigh and the army parted before him. He heard words yelled in an alien tongue and the sounds of fighting ceased. All of it, including the Equestrian gunfire. He saw a lone soldier come before him and swiftly bow, he rose and spoke.

“Monster, you fight well. Gullfaxi challenges you to a duel to decide this battle.” The soldier spoke with a thick accent.

“Is this a duel to the death?”

“Yah.”

“I can’t accept that, however I do have a suggestion she may agree with.”

“And what would thaght be monster?”

“I have orders that prevent me from killing her. I propose that she can kill me but if I win not only does Equestria take the field but I keep her as a battle captive.”

“I did not know Equestria did that, we will see if she agrees.” The soldier said and trotted towards the noponies land between the combatants Havoc followed, at his equivalent pace and the soldier was soon running to retake the lead.They ran on as Havoc increased the pace, he was impatient at the moment. They soon came to a space where Havoc saw Blueblood glaring at a tall mare with a golden mane. He assumed this horse to be Gullfaxi. Havoc saw a few huge stallions alongside her. Blueblood’s team had fewer horses but was entirely made up of unicorns and pegacorns, Havoc would have prefered to call them pegascorns because it sounded cooler.

“Gullfaxi... haah..the monster... haah... has a different... haah... idea for the duel... haah.” The warhorse panted after having to keep up with Havoc’s massive bounds.

The tall and undoubtedly beautiful mare sneered as she spoke, “I knew you gutless Equestrians wouldn’t accept a death-duel! Not even your greatest warriors have courage enough to risk it!” Havoc heard the same accent only far more feminine, he also noticed it reverberated similarly to Celestia’s. Only not as much, though her voice was beautiful.

“Actually he says you can kill him, but he won’t kill you.”

“What!!” Blueblood yelled.

“What is the meaning of this Olaf?”Gullfaxi asked curiously.

“He said that you were allowed to kill him but if he wins he won’t kill you. He wants to take you as his battle captive. Said his orders prevented him from killing you.” The warhorse replied.

She frowned and a fearful look came onto her face, “I don’t like the sound of that but I’ll take it if I choose the terms.”

“Agreed.” Havoc said. Blueblood looked on curiously.

“No magic and if you lose and live I take you prisoner.”

“Sounds fair.”

“Have you a weapon of choice?”

“My body is my only weapon as yet, it should serve me well enough here.”

“Suit yourself.” Gullfaxi said before drawing an enormous, gold plated, greatsword of strange glittering metal.

“What are you doing?” She asked as Havoc reared up and slid off his armor.

“I’m trying to give you an advantage. I eat gems, metal, and meat alike with ease you should know. I promise not to eat your pretty sword and armor if you promise not to aim for my genitals or anus.”

“Agreed.” She said with a small frown.

Her soldiers backed off and formed a semicircle eight meters (or legs in Equestrian measurements) away. A few hollered for the Equestrian side to take their places and the regulars began to gather at a similar distance, the bolder ones moving right beside the Nord Ponies with no consequence besides a cheerful pat on the back. They were looking forward to this. Blueblood and his elite team moved their distance but did not cheer, opting to glare at the two instead. Havoc kicked his bloodstained armor towards the Nord Ponies who stopped it with their armored hooves and cheered louder.

Gullfaxi moved three legs away and allowed him to do the same before asking him a final question, “What do you intend to do with me if you do win?”

“Fly back to Canterlot with you on my back. Maybe when we get there we can some fun of a different sort! It's what you expect isn’t it? I saw the fear in your eyes, I promise to be gentle and not wreck you if we do.”

She narrowed her eyes and they shared a moment of silence. Two opposites stared into each others eyes threateningly. On one side the relatively small yet strong and agile mare dressed in shining armor of gleaming mithral with gold patterns in it gleaming brightly in the dim sunlight despite numerous bloodstains. Her greatsword gripped between her flexible mithral shod hooves and her golden hair flowing freely. On the other a sharp toothed giant stood naked, his fur matted with blood that had leaked into his damaged armor. The bone white hairs of his mane and tail waved to the side and his blood soaked wings were outstretched, threateningly displaying dripping claws. He smiled widely revealing teeth dripping red with thin lines of blue cutting through the blood. His dragon-like red eyes slightly glowed with his pleasure.

Gullfaxi charged swinging her sword in a deadly uppercut. Havoc took a step back and slammed his left hoof onto the edge of the blade. The blade was pushed down and his right hoof descended towards her head and she leaped back. She charged again swinging her sword left and once more he pushed it down, this time with a hind hoof. She pulled back before he could trap her sword and leaped at him, making a shining arc overhead. Havoc allowed the blow to connect and the sword embedded itself into his shoulder as he stood on his hind legs. He grunted and smiled as her hind legs flailed before shoving her away from him, she landed on her back. He leaped at her intending to pin her down and prevent escape. She rolled but only got half away because his right wing slammed into the churned up dirt beside her. It dragged inward, tearing up the soil and pulling her towards his now sideways bulk. He grabbed her in a hug and rose to his hind legs with the aid of his wings. He crushed her against himself, hoping her armor would hold better than her body.

She unleashed one scream before she ran out of air. He held her tight despite her vicious kicking. he smiled as she grew weaker, her kicks losing strength. Eventually she stopped and her eyes rolled back into her head, she twitched weakly. He crouched low and released her and she sucked in a deep breath with a gasp. He placed a hoof on her chest plate and applied light pressure.

“Do you yield Gullfaxi?” Havoc asked softly with a toothy smile.

She shook her head to say no and he pressed down hard, depriving her of air until she was nearly passed out before letting up on the pressure again. Once more she took in a great gasp of air but this time she coughed immediately after.

“Do you yield Gullfaxi?”

Again she shook her head and again he suffocated her. She coughed more violently.

“Do you yield Gullfaxi?” Still calm and still smiling as he asked her, knowing her answer.

Despite her pain she shook her head. Despite her pain Havoc suffocated her and his smile grew, he remembered when something similar had been done to him in his youth. Only he never got a chance to surrender, they were simply suffocating him for fun. He never forgot of their laughter as they tortured him, and from that day forward he’d had trouble breathing due to the damage done to his ribs and sternum. Chances were that she would recover fully and be perfectly fine due to the fact that she was a magical talking horse.

“Heh heh, go ahead fight. I can do this for a very long time, until I have to stop to eat. And I was just eating your soldiers. This is rather fun for me you see. This was done to me when I was only seven years old, only they weren’t trying to force me to surrender. They just hurt me for fun, I couldn’t magically heal like you can either.That damage was near permanent for me. Aaaaaaahhh, I still remember how every breath I took hurt for years after that event.” He said after giving her more air, “How about this: if you shake your head that means you still refuse yield, if you nod then you finally submit.”

“Sounds good to me.” She wheezed before shaking her head. Havoc suffocated her again. It went on like this four more times before somepony stepped up.

“Stop! Gullfaxi please surrender! This is evil what he’s doing to you! He’ll not stop ‘till you surrender or fall unconscious and we can’t stand to see you suffer like this!” A random Nord pony cried out. He was soon echoed by every equine in sight, except for her elite who looked on sadly. Blueblood and his team also neglected to call for her surrender, opting to watch in silence, Blueblood smiling cruelly at her pain.

They called out like this through five more pushes until she finally nodded, breathless from successions of pushes. Havoc pulled her to her his wings and roared in victory.

“Well done Gullfaxi! I didn’t think you’d last as long as you did, why I’d almost say you’re the real winner here! If we make babies I hope they’re at least as determined as you are.” He said, afterwards he maneuvered her onto his back using magic.

Havoc’s back to him and he stopped it with a hoof. The enemy army began murmuring in confusion, they had rarely lost battles under Gullfaxi’s leadership but they had never lost Gullfaxi herself. They didn’t know if they should stay and follow Havoc or return to their homeland. Eventually a fifth remained, the others having turned tail and run back to Scandineighvia. They prostrated themselves before Havoc and awaited his orders. The fifth that remained was more than twice Blueblood’s original garrison.

“Well done whomever you are.” Blueblood congratulated him.

“Thank you Blueblood. I am Havoc, chosen champion of the royal sisters. I saw you lead that charge. Good work I must say, especially for a mortal.” Havoc said while looking for Silent Gale. Silent Gale from above and nuzzled his leg to let him know he was beside him. Havoc stroked his head with a mostly dry hoof, he couldn’t feel much through the helmet but smiled all the same.

“I expect we’ll be putting them all in jail for attacking Equestria?” Blueblood asked confidently.

“Naw, I’ve always wanted my own army. They’ll do.”

“What!? But you- The laws- There’s a system in place, rules to uphold!”

“Do you really think your laws or rules apply to me?”

Blueblood looked at him carefully. He was terrifying.

“How do I know you’re really Chosen Champion? I received no message heralding your arrival.”

“That’s because I’m faster than any messenger pony, thus I tend to arrive before anyone at my destination is aware of my coming. A messenger should be arriving in a few hours, it’s a long flight from Canterlot to here as you can guess.”

“It appears I’ll have to take your word, I assume you’ll be here until then?”

“I was ordered to support you in this battle and to capture Gullfaxi if she was encountered. So I am going to take my army and head back to Canterlot. You should know that this is partly for your protection.”

“What do you mean?”

“You remember how you treated Rarity that time at the Grand Galloping Gala? I do, I saw much of it.”

“Yes, that dreadful Element of Generosity. What about the cake flinging wretch?”

“You might say I’m rather fond of her... You might soon know that I can punch you in the face three times. I have permission to use my full strength when doing so.”

“You jest!!”

“You keep telling yourself that. I don’t want you lose sleep over it. Despite the fact that you remind me of a noble, who in my thirteenth year of life had me whipped nearly to death for getting hit by his transport.” Havoc said.He grasped his army in his TK. He flexed his wings and grabbed his armor in his TK. He leaped into the air and began flying back to Canterlot. He pulled everything in his TK with him, Silent Gale took up vigil on Gullfaxi.

“‘He can’t be serious, my aunt would never allow such a thing!”

“Sir if I may be frank”, one of his highly trained pegacorns began, “ I’m rather certain that if he did decide to do that only the princesses themselves could stop him. You saw what he did out there.”

Blueblood frowned nervously.

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Time: 8:41 A.M. 10 days 7 hours 43 minutes since savior spell
Location: Canterlot Castle, balcony/runway
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Havoc was tired, he’d flown to the battle, won it, taken the princess’s desired captive, and flown back with a new army to his name. He was not in the mood to argue with a panicked guard. Despite having flown ahead of his army the guard was having trouble believing he just got himself an army of Nord ponies.

“Sir I accomplished my task, it just happened to net me an army now move so I can put them down.”

“But the Nord ponies have never done this before!”

“Yes and I doubt that someone just beat one of their high commanders in single combat after killing a few hundred soldiers in their army, now move or I’ll drop that big one on you.” Havoc said while pointing at a tall horse.

“Fine, but it’ll be on you if they get bored and wreck the place.”

“I doubt they would do that. Now move.”

The guard flew back into the castle and Havoc began setting his army on the balcony in small groups. They rushed in to make room for their comrades. It took a full eleven minutes to get his army into the castle in such a manner. Once they were all in they began stretching and yawning, they were tired from a day of fighting and the flight had made them drowsier. Havoc needed them awake however and they did as he wished.

Havoc led his procession all the way to the throne room, currently both sisters were having an argument. This stopped when Havoc walked in with an army of sleepy Nord ponies. Havoc approached the twin thrones and bowed between them, this woke up Gullfaxi who had been having a rather pleasant dream about crushing skulls. She almost freaked when she saw the princess looking down at her, one with curiosity the other a creepy smile. She then gripped Havoc for protection from the white one, she almost jumped off when she remembered who she was holding but decided that the monster who liked crushing her chest was better than whatever his mistress had planned.

“Gullfaxi! How nice to see you! I’ve been meaning to acquire you for some time now, you see we don’t know what you are or why you’ve been alive for so long. I see they did not exaggerate your beauty, perhaps I’ll do some personal testing before we start the official ones.” Celestia said, her eyes boring into Gullfaxi.

“Please don’t let her take me!!” Gullfaxi cried and gripped Havoc more tightly.

“Hmm, well I do have permission to not do things that I don’t want to. It was in the verbal agreement.” Havoc said, still bowed.

“Rise Havoc.” Luna said.

“Why don’t you just give her here, she’ll be in good hooves as you can see.” Celestia said while looking him right in the eyes.

Gullfaxi did not relax her grip, “Listen, as my captor you are honor bound to protect me. You can trade me for something of equal value, you can make me perform demeaning tasks, you can even use me if you so desire but you have to protect me and you can’t just share me! It would break the code and you wouldn’t do that! you stripped off your armor in an attempt to make the fight fair, you didn’t fly though that wouldn’t have broken the rules, you didn’t use magic, you let me make three attempts before attacking yourself, on the third attempt you let me impale you, and you allowed me to yield on my terms! You tortured me to do it, but you let me make the decision! You adhere to the code, in fact you go beyond what the code demands! You still have my sword sticking out of you!”

She was right, it was still stuck in his shoulder waiting to be pulled out. Havoc thought for a moment and realised she was right, he did adhere to a code of sorts. At least on this world.

“She’s right Celestia. According to the code, I can’t give her to you. Also if you tried to take her I’d be forced to fight you. You would have to fight me one on one, in the event that I won and you had nothing of equal value I would be able to claim you as battle captive also.”

“Hah! You tell her scary giant!” Gullfaxi cheered and pointed a hoof at Celestia. Who was rather annoyed at this sudden turn of events.

“You’re going to cite the code of honor?” She said in a somewhat peeved voice.

“Apparently so.”

“You who broke nearly every code while on your homeworld are going to spout rules of honorable conduct to me?”

“That was then, you know bad the situation on my world is. There is no code there, only pain. And excessive rape.”

“Hmmm, well I can’t stop you since we made an agreement. But I can bribe you.”

“With what?”

She hopped off of her throne and trotted over Havoc. Gullfaxi moved as far from her as she could while maintaining her grip on Havoc. Celestia gestured with a hoof for Havoc to lower his head to whisper range. He did as requested and she grabbed his head and began whispering into his ear. His face went from curious to disgusted to red.

“Really? That’s how that works?”

“That right.”

“Are you sure it would even fit? I mean look at me and look at you, there is an obvious size difference.”

“So?”

“And you want to include her?”

“Yes!”

“Just for this alone time with her?”

“Correct!”

“Remember, code of honor! Think with your dick later on, you have to protect me!” Gullfaxi said nervously.

Havoc grimaced, “She’s right princess, while I’d love to... Really, really, really love too... Something about this Code of which she speaks is compelling. I must... Decline... Oh it hurts my brain just to think that!” He moaned.

“I am very disappointed Havoc, none for you tonight.” Celestia said with a frown.

“I knew that would happen before I even said what I did... “ Havoc said sadly.

“Luna can I sleep with you tonight?” He asked pleadingly. “Or rather can we sleep with you tonight?”

“I don’t usually sleep at night, you know this. But I guess you can use the chamber seeing as your room’s still under construction.”

“Thanks.” Said Havoc.

“Hooray!” cried Gullfaxi simultaneously.

“Will you let go of me now?” Havoc asked her.

“No.” Gullfaxi said resolutely.

“Havoc, before you and ‘your’ battle captive continue this argument, would you mind pulling out that sword? It’s starting to disturb my finer sensibilities. And when thats done go take a bath. You reek of alcohol, whatever else was in that rainbow dynamite, sweat, blood, and though it’s faint the stench of sex lingers on you. Also you’re fur is matted with blood and I can still see the glow-markings on your chest despite the blood. You’re a walking health hazard. And Gullfaxi you’re touching him, that means you need to wash off too.”

“But what about my Nord Pony army?” Havoc asked.

“I’ll get them settled in, you go get cleaned up. Here.” She said, as she walked past him she gave him a scroll and a quill in an ink pot.

“But I don’t know how to write, I barely know how to read.”

“Just draw the neon symbols on the scroll. If you can’t, get a servant to do it or maybe your ‘battle captive’. From what I know she’s fairly well educated.”

“You don’t know how to write?! You can barely read?!” Gullfaxi said in shock.

“I never said I was Equestrian, I just work for three. Where I’m from you got basic instruction on what the letters of the alphabet looked like, they didn’t bother with teaching us to make them. Also I can draw pretty well.”

“All you can do is read and draw?!”

“Hey drawing is considered an important skill where I’m from!”

“Oh I almost feel bad for you, in fact I do pity you! Didn’t your parents make sure you were educated?”

“What parents? I’ve been taking care of myself since six. Mom wasn’t rich so neglect on her part, dad wasn’t around.”

“That’s pretty sad.”

“Well considering that, like most humans on my world, I was born of rape that’s to be expected. If you have power you only end up raped if things go really badly.”

“...”

“I got back at my dad though. For doing that to my mom and bringing me into my painful existence I killed him the day after I found out who he was. Before Equestria my life sucked. I was dying from disease, and leukemia. My blood was loaded with rust and pollution. My life revolved around killing via suicidal tactics, I should have died in over half of the countless fights I’ve been in yet due to my freakish resilience and berzerker nature I didn’t. So I owe my now long life to the princesses.”

“That... Is the most depressing life story I have ever heard...”

“I haven’t told you my life story. If you think that’s bad then I won’t risk describing it in greater detail. Now help me write this stuff, I don’t understand half of it. Like what’s this one?” He asked while pointing to the word ‘but’.

“That’s but.”

“Like the rear end?”

“No like ‘but mom’ or ‘but don’t forget’.”

“Oh.”

Havoc pulled the sword out with a slight grunt and sent it to one of the nearby Nord ponies, who took it with his hooves reverently. He wandered into the garden with his captive and sat down next to a pond. They copied down the numerous messages written on his chest. Gullfaxi would have been less cooperative but he hadn’t even threatened to hurt her and he was all that stood between her and Celestia, so she cozied up rather quickly. Besides he adhered to the code with little effort and as such so must she. Battle captives, if treated well were to respond in kind. In about three minutes they finished copying the graffiti onto the scroll. They went back to the throne room and Havoc faced Celestia.

“Celestia, while we’re not on good terms right now could you direct me to the washroom?”

She looked thoughtfully, “I’ll just show you, I can take an unscheduled break once in awhile.” She rose from her throne and flapped down to Havoc’s level. She cantered in a direction Havoc had yet to go. The path seemed to indicate their destination because he saw images of waves and lakes, waterfalls and rivers. When they arrived Havoc saw a massive raised gate, the sharp points of the steel bars stuck down through the top of the doorway. He didn’t need to lower his head to get his horn through, so tall was the gateway. Havoc suspected it was designed to be pegasus friendly.They entered and the room was rather empty, sealed tiles interrupted by grates covered the floor, odd metal protrusions extended short distances from the ceiling and the walls, benches extended from various places along the walls as well. Some benches had washing supplies such as washcloths and bar soap, others were empty and looked padded. There was a door to another room where havoc saw towels, like the washroom it was lit by small wide domes of glass that had an internal white glow.

Celestia’s horn glowed blue and Havoc saw an identical glow appear around several of the metal protrusions, handles he realised. They were well maintained so they made no noise when Celestia turned them. The only way they knew they had been activated was the altered position of the flat semicircle that extended from the sides of the smallish cylinders of metal and the water that sprayed at them from above and to the side. Havoc froze up remembering the burns he had gotten from a trap built like this, the water was hot enough to burn and steam had come from the vents along the walls. He had almost screamed but knew that that would just let it into his mouth and the burns would extend to his insides as well. The pain of his armor searing into his flesh was something he had never forgotten the despite the full year that had passed. Now however he felt something poke his side and unfroze to look at Gullfaxi. She then pointed to an alarmed looking Celestia.

“Silent Gale told me you froze up when you entered the club as well, are you always going to panic like that whenever something reminds you of home?” Celestia said with concern.

“I didn’t panic when I saw Blueblood.” He replied.

“What did he remind you of?”

“A noble that had me whipped until I almost died because I couldn’t get out of his transports way fast enough, so I got dirt and blood smeared on it when it hit me.”

“Oh... Right. That’s who he reminded you of.”

“It wasn’t so bad in the end. When I went to sign up when I reached the legal age a soldier who had watched remembered me. I got through more quickly and when I asked why he said that the fact that I had survived that whole incident said I was going to be a credit to the army.”

“Havoc? With all due respect you scare me.” Gullfaxi said.

“Then why don’t you come here where it’s safe?” Celestia asked with a smirk.

“I know better.”

“I know that look, I’ve seen it too many times to not recognize the lust in your eyes. At least Havoc here”, she said with a pat to his back, “Didn’t look at me like that when he first saw me. He might have taunted me with it but I could tell it wasn’t an actual threat by his tone and the look in his eyes.”

“Well aren’t you gonna come down from there?”

“No.”

“How’re you going to get clean?”

“I’ve got room to stand.”

“What about Havoc?”

“I’ll get his back for him.”

“That would be helpful. I’m getting a headache from you two and I don’t trust my magic right now.” Havoc interrupted the conversation.

“This arguing gives you a headache?” Celestia asked.

“Yes. In fact it reminds me of two girls I would run with in my adolescent days, always fighting over possessions.”

“What kinds of ‘possessions’?”” Celestia asked teasingly.

“Boys, guns, territory. I don’t get the purpose, they were sisters so they had to split everything doing it that way.”

“Did they not fight over you?”

“You know how that ended.”

“I don’t.” Said Gullfaxi.

“They were arguing over mating rights one day when they realised that they’d never covered who ‘got’ me. When they stopped hitting each other they rushed over to me and asked me to choose. I told them that we were all too young for this so neither of them.”

“Wow, were they pretty?”

“Yes, but you’d be surprised at how many people are pretty where I’m from. The attractiveness somewhat covers up the fact that they’re psychotic and violent.”

“What effect did your words have?”

“It somehow brought them together. From that day forth they didn’t argue so much and they often gave me strange looks simultaneously. “

“Anything else?”

“Well they followed me into the army. In fact they seemed to spend much more time around me after that, always going with me when I was exploring, joining me at random on patrol, coming with me when I went to go release bodily waste. Always watching me. Somewhat creepy but I didn’t mind the extra security.”

“I think I want to get to washing before this gets even weirder.”

“Okay.” Havoc said and clopped over to a bench and laid on his belly.

“Got a washcloth, bath brush, and a few bottles of shampoo.” Gullfaxi said after a moments passing.

“K.” Havoc said before getting up and walking near the middle of the room.

He felt something scrubbing along his spine. He released a small sigh as it worked up his neck and closed his eyes.

“Can we get out of this water? It’s preventing me from working up a lather.” Gullfaxi said with some annoyance.

Havoc walked until he no longer felt the water pouring down on him. He felt the scrubbing once more. It moved along his back, neck, and soon along his wings. Wait a moment wings? Havoc opened his eyes to see a princess, a pony, and a horse working on him. Silent Gale he got, always helping. Gullfaxi he got, helping if only to save her own... Parts. Celestia?

“You get more ponies with sugar than stinging nettle.” She answered his questioning look. He tilted his head in acceptance, he understood despite not knowing what stinging nettle was.

He now knew what the warbeasts felt like when they were being bathed. He didn’t understand why they would struggle as they did. It felt nice to get the blood out of his hair. He smiled when he couldn't keep his eyes open from all the foam. He felt something poking at his hind leg and followed the poking into a torrent. The water moving through his fur felt wonderful as did the continued scrubbing. He felt at ease and wondered if nobles did this for their children, he knew most parents didn’t once they hit five.

“Would you lift your tail?” He heard Celestia say.

“Why?”

“So I can wash your butt.”

“I’m not comfortable with that.”

“Can you get it yourself?”

He thought about it, “Probably not.”

“Then get that tail up.” She said, and Havoc lifted it. He felt the cloth wiping it and quelled the natural panic.

“When was the last time you cleaned this part? It smells like... brimstone and molten glass.”

“Just before I was called to Equestria. It smells like that because of what I did in the bathroom a few days ago, why’s it called that anyway?”

“Traditionally it would be equipped to handle all waste expulsion and body cleansing, specialization however allows it to cater to fewer needs on a larger scale. The name however stuck despite no actual bathing going on.”

“What’s a bath?”

“A large pool designed for washing yourself and others.”

“You made it sound like an action.”

“Oh that bath! Well it’s somewhat like the washes your people practiced only rather than taking water from a source and pouring it on you you’re mostly immersed in a pool of it.” Celestia said, Gullfaxi would have said something but she knew better than to waste time and risk more depressing stories about Havoc’s home.

After a few more moments of washing Havoc heard an announcement, “All done!” He opened his eyes to look himself over. His coat shined in the water. He slanted himself so that Gullfaxi would slide off. She screamed she did and Havoc quickly turned and lifted her with his hooves.

“Why?!” She screamed at him, he really was starting to wonder why she didn’t act more like slaves where he was from. More subdued, silent unless asked to speak.

“I want to try washing the horsey.” He said in answer.

“You what?” She said flatly.

“I want to wash you or help wash you.”

“You have experience in this?”

“With creatures far more intimidating than you, now I’m going to set you down now. I’m also going to cover you with my soggy wings.”

He set her down and put his slightly soggy wings over and around her. He knew that most women liked privacy when dressing or undressing where he was from and applied this knowledge here. He knew this from painful experience. He had walked in on some women while they were washing and attempted to join them and had been assaulted by them. His testicles had ached for days after. He always made sure women were mostly dressed when he saw them from that day forth, admittedly it had contributed to his previous virginity. A mortal fear of losing your reproductive organs and getting a vicious beating on top of that will do that to you.

“I’m done.” He heard after what seemed like forever. While she had been removing her armor Celestia had already started bathing and Havoc had watched. Out of confusion, he figured she washed regularly and didn’t need this. He furled his wings and was somewhat surprised to see she was beige under her armor. He grabbed the armor with TK and moved it out of the water. He didn’t know about the shiny metal it was mostly made of but he knew that most metals got rusty when exposed to water. He’d seen the slaves working hard to oil and scrape off rust from ships and vehicles after rain and before going into moist environments.

Havoc struggled to grasp the cloth with his hoof before deciding to apply both to wrap it around his right hoof. He then looked at a closed bottle of shampoo and frowned, how did earth ponies get clean? He grasped it with TK and slid the side of a tooth under the latch and gently pulled up. Havoc squeezed the midsection until pale blue goo came out. He observed the small amount before moving the tube over Gullfaxi, who was standing relaxed with her eyes closed. He squeezed a large serving onto her back and began rubbing it into her fur, his wings raised to block the water. He grabbed the brush after setting down what he assumed to be shampoo. He began to brush after rubbing with the cloth in order to get the shampoo into her fur.

She sighed and began to lean into it when he applied the cloth then brush to her neck and continued doing so when he moved up to her head. He went towards her mouth and her lips closed tightly, allowing him to pass over them without incident. He continued down her body to her forelegs, then belly, then between her thighs. He expected flinching but she remained calm even as he lifted her tail to get her anus. After getting the shampoo into her tail he furled his wings and let the water hit her. He held the brush into the stream until the shampoo was gone. He began to brush her to help the water do its job and he heard a moan. It came from two sources. The first being Gullfaxi the second being Celestia who was watching Gullfaxi, Havoc suspected only one was sexual but he hadn’t heard many good moans in his life that were. Most good moans he heard when he massaged the war and draft beasts, the others applied to mutated descendants of ferals. All others before Equestria were the result of pain and drug abuse.

When he told her he was finished she opened her eyes and smiled.

“Just like my bathing mares.” She said with a distant look and Celestia’s mouth opened slightly.

“You too?!” She blurted in shock.

“Y- Wha!” Gullfaxi cried before leaping towards Havoc lap, where she sat for a moment before realising where she was and moving so she was no longer pressing against the slight opening where his phallus would emerge. It was tightly sealed and was concealed by fur, the shape was that of a straight line or a lowercase L . It was aligned to have its ends facing the towards and away from the front and back of his body. Havoc had felt it when Celestia had washed between his legs.

“Sorry...” Gullfaxi said somewhat awkwardly. Silent Gale had been watching her carefully due to her being so close to Havoc. Celestia started giggling when she saw where she had jumped.

“Why?” He asked her, “Shouldn’t I want you to touch my crotch?” He was honestly confused about her apology. Celestia laughed harder, falling to the tiles and getting foam all over the tiling.

Gullfaxi looked at him with a mouth slightly agape before speaking, “Never mind.” She shook her head afterwards.

Havoc examined Silent Gale, he was magnificent even without his armor. A short, straight, golden mane sat in a mohawk of sorts that ran from his head to the base of his neck. Muscles rippled with every movement, and he saw the water ran from his feathers without pause. He noticed Havoc’s gaze and stretched them out before opening his mouth and pointing to his extended tongue. Havoc was confused until he started pointing from his wings to his tongue, Havoc understood the message: Lick your wings to get them like that.

“Gonna help me too?” Celestia asked after regaining her breath. Havoc shrugged a wing before clopping over and applying the brush with his TK. He might have done more but Gullfaxi was beneath him.

“Ahh, it feels so much better when somepony else does don’t you agree?” Celestia asked. Havoc nodded in agreement.

When they all finished, except Silent Gale who just didn’t want to get his armor wet while he helped, they went into the other room. They grabbed towels and began drying off. Rather they grabbed towels and dried each other off. They all dried Havoc, Havoc dried Gullfaxi, Silent Gale and Havoc dried Celestia, and Havoc dried Silent Gale. Then Celestia and Silent Gale began to lick their wings, Havoc watched raptly for every swipe of the tongue.

He noticed their saliva was rather shiny. They moved their tongues in a specific way, always o following and rarely adjusting their feathers directions. He soon began to do something similar and felt comfort as his body almost seemed to be on autopilot, instinct guiding his motions. When he finished he noticed Gullfaxi looking down with a redness to her cheeks.

“Why do you blush?” He asked her.

“Isn’t that something you do in private?” She asked while still looking down.

He looked to Celestia and Silent Gale, Silent Gale nodded.

“It depends on the company, if you’re among friends or fellow soldiers it should be fine. But among total strangers... Well, it’s also okay if you’re in a bath house or group shower.” She said.

“So sort of? I think it generally depends on the setting right?”

“Right. Though you don’t do it for others unless you’re relatives, relationship, or the one on the receiving end is unable to do it on their own.” Celestia confirmed.

“See it’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I’m okay with you watching.”

“As am I.” Celestia said. Gullfaxi didn’t see Silent Gale’s nod because her head was down, but it was there.

Havoc lifted her onto his back with TK. He looked out and noticed the sprinklers were off. He walked outside and the group headed towards the throne.

“So now that that’s over we still have a lot of time, what next?” Havoc asked.

“I will be heading back to work thank you.” Celestia said.

“I’m with you.” Gullfaxi said and Silent Gale nodded in agreement. Gullfaxi was armored once more after drying it off. It gleamed even more after Havoc had given the exterior and joints a good licking.

“What of the Elements?” Havoc asked.

“I sent them home this morning.”

“To Ponyville after I see to my troops and Luna!” Havoc said with a shake of his mane.

“But before that how do you get your mane and tail like that Celestia?”

“It’s an alicorn thing: simply focus a little energy into your mane and release your grasp. It will take care of itself after that.”

Havoc followed her instructions. He soon felt a warmth and his mane and tail felt different. He looked and they looked almost ghostly, the mane rose like fire and mist as his tail flowed similarly without lifting as much. He shook his head and it moved from side to side with a faint moan. He repeated the action more strongly and it rose it in volume. He looked at his tail as he could see it better and saw darkness flickered in spots, traveling through it like sparks in smoke.

“I wonder what would happen if I flew...” He said, mystified by his hair.

They made their way to the throne room and Havoc saw a nord pony waiting by the first step to the throne.

He bowed his head briefly before speaking, “Lady Luna has commanded me to bring you to her.”

Havoc nodded, “Bye Celestia, and thanks for the tip.” She merely smiled in response.

The three followed the horse through the halls to a different section of the castle. This one was a large open space with depictions of warriors of Equestrian history and before on great banners. The room was occupied by Nord ponies who all turned at Havoc’s entrance. He noticed that their eyes were on his mane and tail now, he realised the guide was doing the same before but his helmet had helped to mask it more. They made a path and at the end Havoc saw a marvelous sight.

Luna was sitting on a pile of furs, surrounded by various treasures. Gold, gems, and various metal works formed a shrine, or horde around her. He walked towards her and he noticed a smile as a few mares kept trying to bedeck her in valuables.

“Really I don’t need another necklace miss. Stop trying to put that saddle on me! No more cloaks or capes.” He heard as he came nearer. He saw the ones nearest to him bowed their heads as he passed. Luna noticed this despite a mare affix an odd antlered crown to her head and managed to turn to face him. The mares moved aside with deep curtsies.

“Ahh Havoc! You didn’t tell me you brought their loot with them!”

“They must have grabbed it while I was grabbing them.”

"You didn't notice the excess weight?"

“No. Besides these warriors are much larger than Equestrian ponies and surely you’ve seen their armor? It is not hard to see why the Equestrian National Guard had so much trouble with them.” Havoc replied and Nord ponies straighten up a little at the praise.

“Yes, well soon after I brought them here and began to inform them of the rules and their living arrangements they brought all this treasure up here. Then they made this seat for me. Then they surrounded me with all this treasure, and very recently these mares have been trying to dress me. When I asked what they were doing they told me they were trying to enhance my already great beauty for their lord, care to explain?”

“Would one of you tell her because I don’t know why.” Havoc said as he turned his head to face the crowd.

A formidable looking pony stallion stepped forward at the urging of those around him. He looked nervous but straightened up as he prepared to speak.

“We noticed this goddess before us and realised she must be yours Jarl. The unicorns felt your strength and informed the rest of us. We see how much mightier you are than these princesses and know that surely you shall be taking over soon. The other nations would crumble before you, even our beloved homeland of Scandineighvia. We hunger for the conquest as our home deserves a ruler as powerful as you! I was at the front when you bested Gullfaxi, I saw you take the blade into your own body to trap it when you could have stopped it with your teeth, your hooves, or simply moved aside. No, you didn’t move or block! You took the blade and you defeated her with it piercing your body. You humble us with your presence Jarl.” He said. His voice was surprisingly smooth and the accent was soft.

“See Luna. They simply want to offer you to me because they admire me so. That’s a real compliment where I’m from to both you and I, it seems the same is true of them.”

“Well tell them I'm not an offering!” Luna said having gained ruddy cheeks.

“But your sister keeps trying to do the same thing basically. Only she does it differently, like she says we’re really compatible.”

“Really? What did she say made us so compatible that you came to this conclusion?”

“She said that if you were testing me you would be sleeping with me and that I was one of the few who was not put off by your past. She also said that though you’re too small now that you were growing all the time, hey what is your full size anyway?”

“You remember Nightmare Moon?”

“Yes.”

“That size.”

“Cool.”

“Well would you mind staying nearby so that they cease trying to make an offering out of me? They seem to avoid getting too close to you.”

“Sure, I was going to come check on them anyway. Your reflection looks nice on all this shiny treasure.”

“Thank you.” She said. Havoc settled down next to her and looked over the army. His army the alpha male in him reminded him. He smiled at the thought, this was a very powerful army, with some Equestrian additions to their gear they would be almost unstoppable.

“Hey Luna?” He asked.

“Yes Havoc?” She asked patiently.

“You think we could just add to their gear rather than trading it out?”

“It’s your army, you make the decision.”

“Cool.”

“Now Nord warriors, as members of Equestria you will be subject to a different set of rules than in Scandineighvia. You may all understand the spoken language but the written one will appears in many places so it’s important that you learn it. For that tutors and linguists will be hired and I expect you to attend the classes. Havoc may be joining you but don’t expect it, he has an incredibly busy schedule. Once you have learned the language fully you will learn the laws, if you wish to learn the geography any guard will point you to the library. Unless Twilight Sparkle is here, in which case you won’t need to visit the library because the mare will gladly tell you all you want to know and more. You will be shown to your quarters in three minutes by castle staff, there are maps set up throughout the castle to let you know where you are. These will be more useful once you have a grasp of written Equestrian, once you know the locations of your rooms you will be shown to the kitchens and training fields. If anypony tries to command you or panics calmly inform them that you answer to the chosen champion, and those above him. Those above him are my sister Celestia and I Luna. Also on occasion Twilight Sparkle. That is all.”

“Was that the whole thing?” Havoc asked as attendants entered the room.

“No you caught the end of it. I was just answering questions.” Luna answered and began taking off the jewelry.

“Why don’t you keep it on? We could play a quick prank on your sister. Though it won’t make up for it, I’ve been meaning to get back at her for when I first met her.”

“I see... I’ll give a shot.”

“Why would you waste ammunition like that and how would you shoot it?”

“It means to make an attempt Havoc, it seem I keep forgetting you’re not from here and wouldn’t understand most idioms.”

“What’s an idiom?”

“Never mind that. Let’s get to Celestia.”

“Can we not prank the scary alicorn?” Gullfaxi asked from Havoc’s back.

“In the name of vengeance and hilarity we must, besides we can see my manticore soon enough. The later I see him the more appreciative he’ll be, I don’t think he likes me very much.” Havoc responded.

They began walking Luna taking the lead, Havoc noticed the mares giving him odd smiles. They less than a minute at Havoc’s pace. Celestia’s eyes shot towards them as did the eyes of the gryphons sitting near the thrones on cushions of Equestrian make Havoc noticed armor somewhat similar to that of the Equestrian Royal Guard. He saw plumage decorated the helmets beside the mohawk, which was itself banded silver and red in color. He noticed pale robes with silver decoration on the edges was worn over their armor. Havoc saw a few had what looked like wreaths on their heads, the wreaths were a blue metal.

“Ah yes, Havoc I was about to send for you. I want you to meet Damocles, champion and diplomat of Agesilaus the second.”

“Hello legate, as the princess says I am known as Havoc.” He said as he began to walk up to the mildly nervous ambassador.

“Greetings Havoc. Lovely miss, might you be princess Luna?” Damocles asked.

“I am she. You must excuse my appearance, the Nords made a small mistake.” She answered.

“Nords?” Damocles said in confusion.

“Yes, there was an incursion recently and Havoc claimed a chunk of the army.” She said in reply.

Damocles looked at Havoc, “What do you mean by that?” He said and looked at Gullfaxi.

“You may have heard of me, I am jarl Gullfaxi. Rather former jarl since Havoc defeated me.” She said with a look from Havoc.

“I have heard of you! The tales speak truthfully of your beauty, how did a warrior of such calibre lose to him?” Damocles asked and pointed at Havoc.

“It was rather easy for him, I was in the midst of winning a battle against an Equestrian army when he flew in from above and began massacring my soldiers. He landed and began to trample them to death and I challenged him to prevent more deaths in my army.” Gullfaxi said as they came closer still.

“I’ll bet he used powerful magic.” Damocles said with a smile as Havoc continued to come closer.

“No, that would have broken the rules we agreed upon. He didn’t even wear his armor or fly when he fought me. He blocked me a few times before letting me cleave into him as deeply as I could, which wasn’t much admittedly. After that he just grabbed me and crushed me until I yielded.” Gullfaxi said moments before they stopped.

“With a sword sticking out of him?” Damocles asked looking up at Havoc.

“Yes with a sword sticking out of him. If you’d come earlier you’d have seen that he flew all the way back here and carried a chunk of my army with him with that sword sticking out of him. He only removed it when Luna asked him to.” Gullfaxi finished.

“I... see.”

“Now then I was just about to tell him about that manticore of yours, would you do the honor? Celestia asked.

“Ah, yes the manticore. I was just walking through the Everfree, following the scent of ponies, apples, and such when I heard a growl. I had rarely heard such sound so I was quite startled. I turn to my left and I see a massive golden furred manticore. I charge at it of course but it smacks me aside, right through a tree. So I got up and looked at the trunk, decided it would be good and charged again. And moved out of the way when it tried to claw me and shoved the tree trunk first into his eye!” Havoc said with a laugh.

“Why did you not use magic or fly away?” Damocles asked.

“That wouldn’t be as fun. So after I stab it he smashes my tree, who quickly I named Lance, in two. I drop to the ground and he looks rather angry. So I swing Lance’s leafy end at him for no reason and he tears poor Lance’s branches off. He tries to crush me but I run up his arm and smack the blunt end into his eye and drive the stump, who I named Bleed, in deeper. He tears another chunk out of Lance, he’s a tough tree so he’ll be fine, and starts whimpering and bawling. So I go ahead and beat on my chest”, Havoc gave his chest a thump, “and roar at him loudly. He starts to retreat but I call him back with a sound I learned as a child and he comes whimpering back. I start rubbing his jaw to calm him down and eventually work my way up to his eye. I rip Bleed out with my hooves and clean off the blood a it and ride him to the nearest town. a veterinarian took care of him and that’s that.”

“Exactly how did you clean off this blood? I noticed you didn’t mention that. Also why were you in the forest to begin with?” Damocles asked with some hesitation.

“I cleaned it off with my tongue,I was rather hungry since I hadn’t eaten since I woke up. And I don’t know why I was out there anymore than you do.”

“So you ate the blood of the manticore, and why you were in the forest to begin with?” Damocles asked incredulously.

“Just woke up in the forest surrounded by ash and burnt wood.” Havoc answered.

“Thank you Havoc, and that is how he came into my service Damocles. Now are you certain certain Boreas and Equestria cannot come to a peaceful agreement?” Celestia asked.

“I regret to say, yes. We will have no alliances with prey. We hunted the equines long ago and we shall do so again. It saddens me to be the bearer of bad news.” He said.

“Just as it pains me to order Havoc to conquer you as he did the primates. Expect to see your country in ruin by the time you return.” Celestia said sadly.

“What! You can’t just do that!”

“It’s done, now leave before I let him at you. He looks rather hungry and he is a meat eater. And a gem eater.” She replied.

The gryphon looked like he was about to leap at her with just his claws but didn’t. Rather he walked off with his guards in tow. Quickly.

“Thank you my lady.” Havoc said with a smile. “Guard! Send word to my army! We move on Boreas!” He yelled grinning.

“I will come with you for this.” Luna said as she ran off.

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