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That is all thank you.

CHAPTER 4: For the love of her Ancestors

A full ten minutes had passed since Havoc had ordered his army readied for the invasion of Boreas. They had not gone to waste, Havoc had managed to reforge his armor so that the parts where a pony would be mounted no longer had spikes sticking out. He had also affected repairs to it, the armor shined once the blood was cleaned off. Havoc grinned as his army gathered before him. A now dully shining legion of ponies of all variants, horses of all variants, sleipner, a gryphon, a few bears- wait a gryphon?

Havoc turned his gaze back to the gryphon and recognized Gilda. He walked towards her, Gullfaxi mounted upon his cuirass. He came to a stop before her and she grinned up at him.

“All right, so how’s this going down? What special role do you have for me?” She asked eagerly.

“You want to be a part of this?” Havoc asked in confusion.

“Duh! They attacked my country, as a gryphon myself I’m especially obligated to fight them!” She replied passionately.

“I see... Do you have previous military experience?”

“Nope.”

“Combat training?”

“I’m good at fighting and I can do a little hunting.”

“Have you ever wielded a weapon or worn armor?”

“No but I’m a quick learner.”

Havoc looked thoughtful, “Alright then. Let’s get you some armor.” He said after a moment.

“Alright big guy, where to?”

“Just stand still and stretch your wings.”

“Oookaaay...” She replied and complied with his command.

Havoc enveloped her in his mind’s grip, this was much easier off of the distracting battlefield. He sank his mind into her slightly, feeling the muscle and getting her exact measurements. He wanted her armor to be perfect. He enveloped a nearby Nord’s armor and to his credit he did not flinch. When he finished learning of it he released the Nord and began to form armor around Gilda. He started with the soft underlayer, forming a thick weave from generated fur based on his own due to its apparent softness. He made it two pieces, one to cover her rear end to mid stomach and the other from her neck to where the other ended. He formed loops formed of unenergized mane through holes left in the cloth, he made a belt from them by forming a metal clip he had seen on his homeworld. He had seen it inside and out after detaching it from the belt and it was relatively simple. He made a similar pair of clips to attach the pants to the shirt. He moved on to the the protective armor.

Havoc formed armor of dark iron for her, the chest plate was a single piece for strength. She had shoulder pauldrons with short but sharp spikes for ramming, she had smooth bracers that were two halves joined at the outerside that had metal clamps for the inner side. Her thighs and hind legs were protected by greaves and cuisses of similar design as the bracers. To protect her upper fore- no upper arm the cuirass had scale armor, rather than connections at the top and middle through spikes however only the ones connected to the underside of her pauldrons connected this way and connected to her bracers with simple clamps. The rest were joined by tiny studs extending from small metal rings looping through a generated sheathe of Havoc’s own hide. The pauldrons connected to the cuirass by singular clamps, these with swivels over the clamps designed into them for maximum mobility. The poleyns on her upper knees connected to the sides of her cuisses and upper greaves in a similar fashion. Going down her spine was a row of large overlapping scales with sharp blades extending from the rear tops to protect her vulnerable spine and hurt anything unfortunate enough to bump into her back.

Now that her body was protected, onto extremities. He formed a flexible gauntlet for each taloned hand. The gauntlets had swinging joints where finger plates connected to each other and the finger plates flared in inverted arcs at the knuckle to allow her to walk or climb on all fours with ease. The spine scales went on to form an articulated shell around her tail which was tipped with a small nine spiked iron ball around her tail’s tip. Havoc began work on her helmet. He shaped the dark iron into an aquilan shape overlaid with gold in the shape of feathers. On the underside was more generated hide which went down her neck to form an aventail. The underside of the hide was fused to a layer of Havoc’s hair, the upper side was fused to the helmet where they touched. The upper side was also fused with tiny iron studs that attached to iron scales shaped like feathers, these too were overlaid with gold. The helmet covered her head while still letting her see through eye holes shaped specifically for her own, her beak was covered by an overhang shaped like a sharp eagle beak, a hide strap with another metal clip held it snugly against her head.

“Okay, your armors done. Wish I had thought to do for the rest of the scales what I did for your neck scale. Oh well, when it’s busted up I will fix that.” Havoc said before forming a reflective surface before Gilda so that she might examine herself.

“This is bucking awesome! They’re gonna s*** themselves when they see me out there!”

“Notice how you hear me with ease, this is because I thinned it by your ear holes. No-one will notice it but you should avoid strikes there all the same.”

“Good to know. Hey, this come in national colors? I don’t want to be mistaken for one of these barbarians.”

“I don’t know how to alter colors permanently. I can constantly maintain an illusion, but that would take up sorely needed brainpower. As you know, I need all the brainpower I can get. Maybe you can ask Luna, she’ll be coming with us.”

“Ya think she’d go for it?”

“Yes. It would take a second or less and she’ll be happy to see such an enthusiastic patriot. Also she likes helping her subjects and you count as one.”

“This. Is. So. Freaking. Cool. Words do not begin to describe this. I’m gonna go into battle against Boreas alongside an army of Nords, The Chosen Champion, and Princess Luna: Bringer of Night. Hey now that I think about it, why don’t I have a weapon?”

“You didn’t ask. I assumed you specialized in hand to hand combat, do you have a weapon of choice then?”

“I guess a sword? Maybe a spear, the only guns I know how to use are hunting shotguns and rifles.”

“I can give you that sword and spear, want a shield or do you think you’re skilled enough to not need it?”

“No shield. It will only slow me down and throw me off.”

Havoc formed another belt from his hide, this one had straps and multiple clamps in addition to its locking clip. He focused to produce a spear as long as Gilda was if you counted the tail. Havoc followed this with a long steel sword, complete with gold outer layer, hide inner layer, sheath. He opened two of the clamps and fitted the arches on the side of the sheath into them before clamping them back down. He wondered why he hadn’t made her armor of the same steel as the sword, he resolved to deal with this later. He saw a great shining movement and turned his head to see Luna approach.

“Greetings Havoc are your soldiers ready?” She asked, her voice slightly distorted by her helm.

“I Believe so domina, also you should meet Gilda once again. She wishes to join in the fight against Boreas.” Havoc answered.

“Once more it’s an honor to meet you your highness.” She said from the bottom of a deep bow.

“Arise Gilda. It is good to see such a shining example of Equestrian nationalism as yourself.” Luna said.

“Thank you princess, if I may make a request?”

“Feel free to ask for anything within reason.”

“I would ask that you alter the iron of my armor to match the national colors of Equestria.”

“It is done.” Luna heartily complied and a second later Gilda was clad in white plates on blue scale. Her head and neck armor was left alone. While she didn’t see it, her shirt and pants too had been altered, she had also gained night blue sabatons. Unless the foe carried warhammers or axes they stood little chance against the fledgling warrior.

They turned to the balcony nearby and walked towards it. The Nords took notice and eagerly followed in their lord’s hoofsteps. Havoc came near the balcony and flared his wings. His flight capable Nords took off, leaping and flying from the balcony. Havoc grabbed those who remained castle-side and swept his own wings downward to achieve lift-off. He powered his way towards Boreas and began grabbing the non-sleipner flyers. He flapped harder and harder to gain speed and pointed his horn ahead of him to break through the air resistance with greater ease. He flapped harder and the sleipner fell in behind him, eagerly awaiting his next move. He blasted through the sound barrier and dragged the sleipner with him. They moved at a vastly greater rate West, towards Boreas.

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Time: 1:07 P.M. 10 days 12 hours 9 minutes
Location: 3 kilometers from Sparta, Capital of Boreas
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Havoc panted as he flew on, the city was in his sight. He fantasized about the bloodshed, there were records of a similar name on his world. They described a people however not just a city, though it was integral. The Spartans were great and brutal warriors, enslaving and conquering at any opportunity. They had an interesting caste system, the spartiates (or spartans) were on top of course. They were citizens of Sparta, they watched over the military matters and governing, they were the elite class and the only deserving of the title Spartan. The perioeci handled the economic needs, maintained their own administrative systems and provided Sparta with soldiers and tribute. The helots were slaves, they worked the fields and did other menial labor.

With this system in place Sparta was able to become a dominant power in the Peloponnese and later the Aegean. It was said in the records that the Spartans were the greatest soldiers in Greece. This was due to intense training and grueling trials they endured from a young age , this was designed to turn them into skilled and fearless warriors. They were the lowest in numbers in their system but they were also the most powerful, they had to be in order to keep down the massive slave population. Havoc craved the coming battle.

As he thought theses bloody thoughts he noticed a blur in his peripherals. Havoc had slowed down somewhat when they neared the city, no reason for his army to smash into it at supersonic speed. His soldiers wouldn’t survive that, especially seeing that this place was half cloud half mountain range. He remembered Rainbow Dash slamming into him and nearly breaking his head open as more blurs approached and before the thought was halfway done he had pointed his horn into something odd. He felt its weight as it died and instinctively flipped it over his shoulder. He saw another blur attempt to pull away and grabbed it in his fore hooves and put it in the path of the one behind it.

Havoc heard a scream as it was clawed open by its ally and lunged up with his jaws as it bounced over him. His jaws closed on its chest and part of a wing and he carved into it with joy. A strangled scream and the unidentified creature was felled. He released its body over the side as he bit all the way through. One struck his head from behind and he roared before flexing his wings overhead and impaling it with his claws. It screeched in surprise and Havoc began to wish Gullfaxi had stayed on his back to help him. She had felt safer away from Celestia and had dismounted half an hour ago. They fell and Havoc crushed the last of the life out of the creature in his hooves. He identified it as a hippogryph and smiled at his accomplishment. They were said to fly at the speed of lightning and were far more intelligent than gryphons. Another struck him in the eyes as he dropped his dead shield and Havoc roared once more as he lost sight in his right eye.

He lunged blindly with his jaws and secured a grip on what felt like a leg. He didn’t bite all the way through, rather he stopped once his teeth were deep enough to prevent escape. They fell and it continued to claw and kick at him with its remaining limbs. Havoc tilted his head down, partly to present less of a target and partly to put it between him and the ground. He ripped wildly with his wings and was rewarded as it stopped trying to tear through them. Havoc lost his other eye to a vicious hoof followed by a claw. For a moment he had peace as they realized what he was doing. Then a hoof to his upper jaw startled him into biting down and through the leg, he heard a vague hissing whimper. He swung with his wings and felt a tearing sensation in one of his sets of fingers and snarled as he reflexively unclenched.

He continued to fall, alone. Havoc laughed at his fate. He was certain that he would survive this and get back up as strong as ever. After a few more moments he slammed into the hard stone or perhaps ice and bounced down an incline. He hissed as he focused on his army’s movement while he tried to impale the shifting surface with a claw. He scrabbled against it for some time until he finally caught and moaned in appreciation. His body jerked painfully and he hoped his wing didn’t tear. He felt a pressure in his mind and acquiesced the task of lifting his army to what he hoped was Luna. Havoc enveloped himself and focused positive energy into his wounds, whatever the hippogryphs were armed with was clearly both strong and sharp to just ignore his armor like that. He began to hear screams and roars and smiled despite the pain of his bleeding mouth, something sharp and cold had managed to impale the roof of his mouth despite its hardness.

He focused until his flesh and bone were fully repaired before working on his eyes. He leapt into the air and flapped while he regained his vision, painfully. He snarled and flew straight up into the unblurring light. He felt a cloud part around him and he smiled once more as he maneuvered onto the surface and rested. He focused harder and his sight returned more swiftly. He grinned and followed the screams to find an odd sight, his soldiers that were earthbound stalked the clouds as easily as their opponents. He remembered the cloudwalking spell of Twilight and charged with a roar. He saw but one blur and kept going in the direction he had chosen.

The blur slammed into him just avoiding the horn that had been swung at it. Havoc threw his head down and swung his forelegs up and pinned it between the two forces. He grasped it with magic and held it a safe distance away before carefully looking at it. Rather him. He saw the gleaming armor of vaguely yellowish crystalline material and rationalised that this was what allowed them to cut him, they had rushed him in a coordinated manner and almost seemed ready for his antics. This suggested warning and Havoc got the feeling that one of them had been silently watching the meeting. He frowned at the helpless hippogryph before slowly pulling its head towards his open jaws. It was about to be beheaded when he heard a strangled noise that sounded like pleading. He resolved to land before interrogating him.

Havoc swept down through a cloud home and landed on a child, killing it against a rock. He heard and saw the hippogryph crying when he did that and savored his pain. Then Havoc released the hippogryphs semi-armored beak.

“Please don’t eat me! Please! Break my skull, dash me against the rocks, just don’t eat me!” A deep voice made shrill by panic screamed.

“And why not, you look tasty and I haven’t eaten in an hour.” Havoc replied as he began walking along the mostly deserted street.

“I... I can give you information. I know stuff the gryphons don’t, please, I’m no friend to them. They had my mother raped to produce me for Ares’ sake! I do what I’m told because it’s all I’ve known my entire life, it’s all any of us have known in our lives. The ones you killed must feel liberated, th-thank you! But I want to live! Please spare me lord!” The dark brown hippogryph begged pitifully.

Havoc heard yelling in a language he barely recognised. He had heard few of the words they used however and he turned his head frantically before pinpointing the source. He looked down to see two gryphon children, possibly hatchlings. And they were yelling at him. Angrily.

“They’re telling you to put me down and take on someone else. They’re also insulting the both of us.” The hippogryph readily supplied without urging.

Havoc smiled as he slowly strode over and their words died down. They looked like they were about to flee after realizing their mistake.

“Tell them running won’t save them, that my long legs will have me on them the instant they try.” Havoc commanded.

“The hippogryph did as commanded and the children readied to fight. One had a longer beak, he ;Havoc assumed; looked to be on the verge of tears. The one that appeared female was dry eyed but her resolve was fading with every step. They looked up at him with shrunken pupils as he towered directly over them, jaws open and saliva dripping down around them. H dropped the hippogryph and pinned the smaller predator with a hoof. It remained silent and his eyes were closed. Havoc lowered his jaws closer and felt an immense pain in his head comin from his horn.

“RRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!” Havoc bellowed and his pupils shrunk.

The children huddled down and hugged each other as they were certain death was about to come in the form of big pointy teeth. Or worse still digestive acid.

They stopped huddling after a while when his saliva just kept on dripping. One chanced a look up and saw he wasn’t moving. He reached up to poke its jaw before going after the gums.He reared back with a snarl before pinning them with his head. As they struggled against his weight he made small pained noises. He was fighting the band.

When Havoc attempted to make a meal out of the children a powerful light had burned in his mind and said no. He struggled against its influence. Slowly it began to make sense, why kill them when I can take them as battle captives? Maybe they’ll be useful to Equestria one day. The same for the hippogryph...

Havoc gripped its head in his magic and he struggled. Havoc infiltrated his mind and he screamed. Havoc replicated the knowledge of gryphic into his own mind and left. The hippogryph cried as Havoc let up the pressure on the children allowing them breath. They gasped as he raised his head from them but lacked the strength to move.
#“You all belong to me now.”# Havoc said in fluent if heavily accented Gryphic.

The children looked up fearfully while the hippogryph moaned.

#“How do you speak our language?!”# One questioned.

#“Simple. I took it from that hippogryphs mind.”# Havoc answered.

#“What do you mean by ‘you all belong to me now’”#

#“You are mine. I have bested you and granted you life. Therefore your lives belong to me now.”#

#“What will you do with us?”# The female asked.

#“Eventually I will use you to breed hippogryphs, they are rather useful you see. But now I will raise you like the parents I never had might have. You will be strong, you will be tenacious, you will survive and breed.”# Havoc hissed at them. They lowered their heads in response, this had apparently saddened them.

Havoc moved the children to the back of his damaged cuirass. Next was the pained hippogryph, he was positioned behind them. Havoc hummed a tune as he walked towards the sound of battle. He laughed as a gryphon took an unintended flight right by him and the children whimpered. Havoc saw a nord pony yell and smash into its larger gryphon enemy, who flung it away with little effort. The nord pony slammed into a wall and fell to the floor. He began to rise as the gryphon leaped, spear first. The armored gryphon was not fast enough to get away from Havoc's lunging jaws despite the screaming children. The nord pony rose with a laugh and kneeled before Havoc before running off to kill more gryphons.

Havoc flew high and roared to let all others know of his whereabouts, He flew deeper into the city and to his surprise, found it looked worse than the fringes. He saw green smoke rose from the clouds and black smoke from the homes bored into the mountains. He hissed as he saw something dark brown coming his way. It was a sleipner only he had lost much of his armor, the rents suggested gryphon claws. He cried out in that language Havoc didn’t know but he vaguely got the gist of it. Havoc healed the sleipner’s wounds and followed him to the fighting. The sleipner had an odd grace as he pranced about on all eight hooves, pulling himself through the air.

Havoc saw glinting metal as the gryphons and bloodthirsty Nords fought. He leaped down amongst them and roared a challenge. The gryphons backed up They would not win this fight they knew.

#“Follow me gryphons. You are soon to be members of the Empire of Equestria.”#

They silently lined up behind the giant alicorn and the Nords alternately cheered and grumbled. They didn’t know if they should be happy for their lord’s victory or saddened by the loss of good opponents. They surrounded the captured gryphons, snickering at them. Havoc continued on his way, guided by the sleipner. He led him to various conflicts and Havoc resolved them all. Simply by showing up with a train of gryphons, a pair of children, a growing horde, and a felled hippogryph he broke their spirits. Soon the soldiers were singing a tune as they marched, apparently it was funny because they sporadically paused to laugh. Havoc swiftly formed a banner, he made a long iron pole and fused a side of canvas that was actually replicated hide. He laughed with his soldiers at that, a piece of skin as a banner. He swiftly made more and sent out his army in teams. Each had a single flag, his group had ten, and each flag was carried by a single soldier. The soldiers stood near to the prisoners, forming a line of sorts beside the column. The flags were tall enough to be seen over some of the buildings, Havoc noticed they were much closer to the mountains.

He marched to the sound of fighting and saw quite a sight: Luna and Gullfaxi fighting side by side against what looked to be well over a hundred gryphon warriors. He saw a few gryphons reluctantly flying into a large passage into the mountain.

Havoc roared, gaining the warriors attention. They saw the horde around him, they saw the column of defeated gryphons, they saw the downed hippogryph, they saw the banner of hide. They looked at Havoc warily before Luna yelled for them to lower their weapons. They dropped them and they somehow stayed on the clouds. Havoc and the others saw his banners starting to return, more slowly as if weighed down.

“Master shall I lead the warriors to capture their remaining civilians?” Gullfaxi asked eagerly.

Havoc nodded and turned to Luna, “Luna do you know anything of raising children?” He asked the princess in blood splattered armor.

“While I have never had a foal of my own I did learn from books and nannies. Are you planning to take care of those fledglings?” She asked in her slightly distorted voice.

“In a sense. I wish to produce more hippogryphs, seeing as a team almost slew me I would like to produce a small army of the winged wonders.”

Luna’s head tilted to the side, “Are you perhaps feeling odd Havoc? I would not expect such a thing from you.”

“I do feel strange now that I think about it. Kinda like... Like... Like...” He trailed off as he stared blankly.

“You feel what Havoc?”

His head snapped towards her and he grinned, “I feel like rutting! That’s the weird feeling I got! I need to rutt! Hahahahahahhahaha! Oh what a conundrum, I just sent off one of the few females who could fit me!” He cackled.

“You what!!”

“Come now Luna, I’m not counting you. For one you are covered in armor, two you are Celestia’s little sister and she’d throw a hissy fit, three you’d bleed more than her at your current size.”

“That was not what I meant. The control spell makes you want to rutt? What caused it to trigger?”

“I tried to eat these here fledglings.” Havoc said before dumping them before him onto the soft cloud.

They gripped each other as the blood stained princess stared them down before pulling them behind her.

“You really do need to rutt now don’t you? You’ve been denied food, you’ve been very close to being killed, and your emotion and intentions have to be redirected somewhere... Why did it have to be there?” She murmured the last one, saddened by the situation. The spell in his horn band worked by converting the negative energy that spurred an unwanted action into another emotion, one that didn’t go directly against the six elements of harmony. Emotion was very difficult to simply destroy by virtue of being intangible. As such the best way to get rid of one emotion, by magical means, was to convert it into another emotion. They had hoped for kindness, happiness, determination, or loyalty. These were still possible but unlikely due to his primary emotional dumping ground being his underused lust. When forced to convert emotion the body will typically turn to the least used portion of the brain as a means of venting, this is due to it having seen greater usage elsewhere and utilizing unused pathways in order to avoid risk to a more essential emotional state. At times converted emotional energy may be sent into a complimentary emotion but this is unlikely once the body has a designated dump emotion.

Luna had been of mind that it would be love seeing as they’d seen no indication that he even had that emotion back on his homeworld. Seeing this it was getting into her mind that he might literally be incapable of love, normally virgins fell in love at least temporarily with their first. She hadn’t heard him spouting about Celestia so that was out of the equation, he hadn’t mentioned anybody else either. Just that he felt the urge strongly. She knew the band would prevent him from assaulting anyone so she and the others were mostly safe, she was worried that it would build up and shatter the hard-won control they had. This would be bad seeing as it would burn away all the change they’d done to his mind thus far, he would be right back to psychotic killer rather than enthusiastic and somewhat sadistic soldier. Only he would be extra mad from the vast amount of repression his natural psyche had undergone.

“Havoc, what do you plan to do to resolve this issue?” Luna asked carefully.

“I don’t know, normally I’d just kill until the funny feelings went away but I can’t seem to bring myself to do that. Maybe I’ll try humping those clouds, it seems to work for some of the creatures back home.” He said before galloping off into the cloud structures.

Luna was surprised that we would think to do that, it was rather quick thinking for him. She turned to face the fledglings.

#“Are you alright children?”# She asked, glad that the language had not changed in over a thousand years despite the altered geography and biology. In the old days gryphons were bigger and tougher, their minds were sharper though they weren’t academics, and they were definitely meaner. Mean enough to drive away dragons in sufficient numbers, the memories of which being a likely cause for the dragons apparent lack of invasion on Boreal territory.

#“We’re scared pony princess. We don’t want to end up like Bios and Dinami!”#

#“I’ll try to prevent that from happening, though I don’t know who you’re talking about.”#

#“Dinami was a gryphon warrior and Bios was one of Boreas’ pegasi. They were both taken prisoner because they lacked the status to say no. They were said to have been brought to the breeding eyrie and haven’t been seen since.”#

#“Do you know where this breeding eyrie is?”#

#“No, even if we did we’d never tell,”# They simultaneously pointed at the hippogryph who had fallen from Havoc’s back when he ran off, #“That traitor over there knows.”# They didn’t want to betray Boreas but better give the pony princess a lead before she calls the big one back. He had looked like he was going to eat them after all.

Luna looked over at the hippogryph who was wobbling on his feet. He was a little smaller than the average male gryphon and his eyes were a pale shade of yellow as opposed to the hard gold of the average gryphon. He looked scared, glancing in all directions.

#“What is your name hippogryph?”# She asked him in a gentle voice.

“I was known as nine.” He said before bowing as deeply as he could before her, his beak was buried in the cloud floor.

“You speak Equestrian?” She asked in surprise.

“I learned it from the instructor. I was told we may need it in the event that we needed to spy upon you or anything else that involves the Equestrian language.” He said, his words carrying further than intended through the cloud he was speaking through.

“I believe you know the location of this breeding eyrie the children told me of.”

“Yes, oh mighty moon princess. I can lead you there myself if that is your desire, oh powerful one.”

“Stand, you need not continue bowing before me.”

“As you command princess Lunar.”

She frowned before saying, “Come with me. And bring the children, the Nords brought many predators with them.”

A gryphon exploded through a cloud structure nearby followed by two more through the same hole. Another pair crashed through another section of wall, one wreathed in metal the other armored as a gryphon hoplite. A gryphon hypaspist leaped at them through the first hole as they fought. The one covered in metal ran its opponent through with its spear before pulling out its sword and lunging at the hypaspist. The hypaspist blocked with his shield and swung at the metal covered one and his sword bounced off the armor. He whipped his sword back and aimed for the eyes and the one covered in mostly Equestrian colors swung her own sword into it, deflecting it though her own was knocked to the side. They circled warily before Gilda leaped at him sword first, he lashed out with his own and was surprised when Gilda grabbed it with her free hand. She pulled it aside and her sword impaled him through a gap in his cuirass. She flung him aside before leaping to her spear as the others charged and pounced on him, impaling him through an eye with her spear. The hoplites charged and she was knocked away by their weight.

Luna turned to them and adjusted her guns before firing. The heavy steel bullets punched through their armor with ease and they fell. Gilda made the unique roar of the gryphon, a combination of lion roar and eagle screech. She flew to the princess after sheathing her blade and picking up the unconscious hoplite who had been thrown the the cloud wall. She dropped him with a sigh of relief, he was larger and heavier than her and though gryphons were strong males did typically considerably outsize and outweigh females.

“What... hah... should... hah... we... hah... do wi... heh... with him? Hah...” She asked, the fighting was exhausting. All the flying and jumping and hitting was rather tiring, especially in this heavy armor.

“Nord! Put him with the others!” She yelled to a nearby horse. He slung his axe over his shoulder and ran to the downed gryphon. He put his axe in its holster on his belt and put his shield on his back before dragging off the hoplite who still gripped his spear and shield.

“They may be barbarians who refuse the Equestrian way but they know what they’re good at.” Gilda said with a laugh. She heard the horse laugh as well, not so much at the odd hybrid of complement and insult. Rather he laughed at the idea of a carnivorous omnivore like a gryphon calling his people savages. He’d lost a brother to a hungry gryphon but didn’t hold it against them, his brother had boasted for over a week prior that he could best a gryphon and had intentionally wandered a distance from the group in a place where at least one gryphon was known to lair. He had put up a good fight but had ultimately had his throat ripped out by the cursing gryphons beak, the gryphon had flown off with his brother before they could recover from laughing when his death twitches had sent a hoof right up the gryphons penis slit.

“So what’s our next objective princess?” Gilda asked seriously.

“I wish for you to guard the prisoners. Stay on watch for Havoc once he deals with his... urge. And watch for Gullfaxi, she should return with a very large group of prisoners from her assault on the inner mountain fort.” Luna commanded.

“Yes ma'am!” Gilda responded with a swift salute. She marched off towards the prisoners who looked to her with a mix of fear, confusion, hate, and disgust.

“Nine, you are to lead me to this eyrie. It is too dangerous for any others and I would rather we not disturb Havoc right now.”

“As you command mighty moon mistress.” Nine said before flying up.

#“Children you are to go with that armored gryphon, her name is Gilda. Stay close to her and do as she says, but don’t hesitate to ask for something you need. You should ask a unicorn to translate for you.”# She told the fledglings and they raced off towards to Gilda, glad to be away from the creepy princess and creepier hybrid.

Luna leaped into the air and Nine lead them higher. He flew until he was near the tops of the mountain range and began flying east. Luna began surrounding the region with her magic and extended her senses. Nine weaved around the mountain tops occasionally changing direction. They came above a bank of clouds and he stopped, Luna felt and saw gryphons, a variety of ponies, and hippogryphs. She felt horror as she sensed unicorns down there, mostly mares. Nine pointed into the bank of clouds, below which was a well hidden plateau.

“There it is, oh wondrous princess of night. There is the hippogryph prison eyrie. We are kept in cages within the plateau as are our parents. You’ll find a few hippogryphs are guards. The commander’s room is located just below the surface, you should blow through the anti magic defense system with ease.”

“Let us descend, you are to pretend that you captured me to more easily get us inside. Once inside we will lock any ways outside and kill and capture any staff. I assume the commander has some sort of master key or perhaps a set of keys?”

“He has a magic key that opens any lock of appropriate size. Now follow beside me, it’s more believable that way.”

She did so and he grabbed her armored horn. They began to descend at a regular speed. The cloud covering the plateau made the entrance all but invisible to pony eyes, for the hippogryph it was just blurred, for Luna it was rather obvious despite an attempt to cover it up with a stone door. Nine slid his claws into a groove and began tapping against the underside with his claws. He clicked in a complex code and a moment later the door was lifted open by a glowing pair of mechanical struts. Nine lead them in, still grasping her horn and they fell into a large room. Surrounding them were ten heavily armored gryphons, their eyes widened when they saw the armored alicorn. Pegacorns didn’t typically reach the size that alicorns did and horse pegacorns didn’t have manes like Luna did.

“I have captured Luna, see how she does not struggle against my grip on her horn.” Nine said loudly but tonelessly.

“What of the big one? Does Havoc live?” Asked an eleventh gryphon. He too wore armor but it was more ornate than that of the spartiates around them and he had a gold gilt, silver edged, red cape. He had a silver garland on his helm. His eyes were cold.

“Yes my lord. He tricked me into charging him, he attempted to gore me with his horn. I went under to get at his throat but he crushed me between his jaw and forelegs, after which he blasted me with magic and tried to rip out a chunk of my mind. I slammed into the cloud cover and bounced into Luna. I took her force by surprise and she sacrificed herself to save the remnants.” Nine answered in his toneless voice, Luna didn’t know why they were speaking Equestrian.

“Very good Nine, we can use her as a hostage. Escort her to the General’s quarters, stay with her to prevent any escape attempts.”

“Yes lord.” Nine said and the spartiates returned to their posts by the walls. The officer wandered off and Nine and Luna began to march to the General’s quarters. Luna suspected this was due to the anti-magic Nine had mentioned. In two minutes time they came to a hall lined with spartiates. At the end were a pair of cold eyed unicorn hippogryphs.

“On command of commander Pyr I bring prisoner Luna. Alicorn was captured shortly after failing previous objective.” Nine said.

“Proceed.” One of them spoke, his voice reverberating and sounding like metal. The doors opened with a glow from their horns, which stuck out through their helmets.

They stepped into the large room and saw a giant of a gryphon. At two and a half Equestrian legs in height he dwarfed both visitors. He glared at them and Luna could see the intelligence in his eyes, this was clearly a throwback.

“You have captured princess Luna of Equestria. I am aware that you failed to kill Havoc but this makes up for it. Bring her closer.” He said in his deep voice before stepping out from behind his tall desk. He wore the ornate armor of a high ranking Spartiate and a gold garland decorated his armored brow.

They complied and the door shut behind them as they walked closer. Luna could feel the fear radiating off of Nine but was preoccupied by the confusing pattern she felt from the general. A strange combination of rage, lust, pleasure, and anticipation. She became very scared of the calm smile she saw on his mouth, the jagged extensions from his beak didn’t help. They came to a halt within talon range of him.

“You are the first Alicorn we have ever captured. We have numerous ponies but you know that don’t you? Your magic told you that they are here just as they tell you what I have in mind for you. Since you already know I may as well say it aloud so I can claim the hippogryph as a witness.” Said the giant red feathered, black furred griffon.

“You see none of the prisoners are of sufficient caliber to impregnate you. We would want only the best offspring coming from you and since the king is busy his friend and former erastē will step in to fulfil this important duty. That would be the famed naval commander and head of the hybrid project Lysander. As you can see I am the head of this project, do you know what that means princess?” Lysander asked.

She was silent. Nine had stiffened completely.

“Answer me princess. What. Am. I. Saying.” He continued.

“You are Lysander and you intend to mate me?” She asked hesitantly from inside her armor.

“Precisely. Now Nine, remove your hand from her horn guard.” Nine removed it in an instant. Then his expression changed. From fear he went straight to rage and leaped at Lysander.

Who swatted him aside with ease, he didn’t even turn to face him. He was in a staredown with Luna, a staredown he knew he would win due to his powerful gryphon eyes. Her horn glowed as his armored claw shot forth and his claw was stopped. He had anticipated this and had simultaneously lashed out with his tail which knocked Luna against the door. He let out a low challenge roar and felt Nine charge him from behind. He stopped Nine with an armored foot and smashed his head into the floor, his armor barely kept his skull from getting crushed. Lysander leaped at Luna and she smashed him aside with a wave of magic.

Nine rose miraculously, apparently rage was giving him the endurance to keep going despite blows which would otherwise render him unconscious and Lysander smiled. This was very fun for him, he had always liked playing with his food and doing the same with a mate was just as good. Better even since she put up a better fight than any bear or wolf he had consumed. Better even than the earth drake. Lysander padded towards them on armored talons, the thick soft carpeting dampening his footfalls as he intended. He could be vain but he was no opulent fool. Silently he charged them and Nine launched himself at lightning speed as Luna sent a blast of energy at him. Lysander grabbed Nine and threw him against a bare wall as he avoided the blast. It was immediately followed by lightning and Lysander hissed as it burned him. He charged through the pain of the conductive crystal armor and reached her. He swung a talon at her and she couldn’t fully get out of the way, deep furrows were carved into her meteoric armor. All the same it caused his claws to glance off and not rip off her armor as he had expected.

She launched a wave of cold at him and he roared, despite the roar he was glad that he had so much padding for his vulnerable parts. His penis slit would have surely suffered had he not planned for such an attack. He slammed his claws into Luna and the armor stopped him once more, infuriating him. Luna leaped at him and he grabbed her horn, he felt a massive jolt and his whole arm went numb. He felt pain spreading from it and threw her from him stiffly, the arm wasn’t responding quickly or properly. His roar sounded once more.

“I haven’t lived three hundred years just to be bested by a single alicorn and a miserable hippogryph!” He roared at them as he leaped at her.

She moved to the side but his reach ensured he caught her all the same. He swung her into the bleeding Nine who had charged yet again. He didn’t expect Nine to roll with the hit and rake his gauntlet along his throat, he felt the claws slicing his armored neck. Nine landed on his back and started tearing at him. Lysander bucked and rolled to get him off but while he may have paused in his slashing he didn’t let go. Lysander started slamming him with Luna like she was a flail and that broke his grip, probably his arms too. Lysander sighed with relief and he felt his blood flowing from him. He held Luna before him and reached for her with his slightly blunted claws. She blasted him in the face with a cone of pure energy and he died painlessly. His body stood still, the death so sudden it didn’t have time to realize it was dead despite the bleeding furrow where his head used to be. Luna kicked her way free and moved aside in case his body decided to fall. It did not, his clenched talons barely even moved.

Luna moved by the twitching Nine and quickly repaired his broken arms. He rose again and charged the standing body of Lysander, this toppled it. He went for the head and saw it was no longer there. He leapt from the body and grinned madly.

“You did it lady! You killed him, the tyrant is fallen! Praise the princess of night!!” He cried jovially.

“Indeed, now where is that key you mentioned?” She asked tiredly.

“Here!” He said as he moved with lightning speed behind the desk. He ripped out the cabinet despite the strong locks and grabbed the key. He was then by Luna’s side with such speed that she didn’t see him move.

“Mistress we will need to kill all those soldiers you saw, even the hippogryphs stationed there are fiercely loyal to Lysander.” He said before the same hippogryphs burst into the room with roars.

Luna killed them with massive bolts of lightning to the head. They rushed out and began to kill the spartiates that were charging the door. Their shields were of little use against Luna’s lightning or Nine’s speed. Within minutes reinforcements had arrived and the fight continued, Luna reached into the room and threw Lysander’s corpse at them. It crashed through them like a battering ram and several cries were heard from the panicked gryphons. Luna filled the hall with fire and they turned from roars of rage to screams of pain. They flew over the scorched dead and Luna grabbed Lysander as they did.

She went to the gateway and locked the door after freezing the spartiates that still stood guard.

“The slaves are kept below mistress!” Nine said as they flew. He led them down and they met more soldiers, that died frozen. Luna began to call for rebellion as they went deeper.

“Abandon this evil, The princess of night comes for you! Gryphons, ponies, and hippogryphs alike! Rise up against the oppression! Dracogryphs! You too have the power to rebel! Join us and free yourselves and your fellow slaves! All shall be freed if you aid us!” She cried in the royal canterlot voice.

She was answered by a great roar of approval. Hippogryphs turned on their gryphon masters, killing with lightning speed. She saw a dracogryph engulf a squadron of gryphons in flame, the towering warrior giving her a wing salute as she passed. She kept up her cries for freedom and it spread like wildfire. She could hear prisoners pounding on their cells and cursing the gryphons or simply yelling wordlessly. She even heard what sounded like dragons. They came to a room lined with cages inhabited by hippogryphs and she hurriedly froze the guards, she liked freezing things. It made them sparkly and it didn’t stink as badly while they were frozen. She gave the key to Nine and he unlocked the cages at a rate that would have made her head spin. The hippogryphs were instantly behind her in the time it took for her to blink.

“LEAD US PRINCESS OF NIGHT!” They said simultaneously.

“Mistress there are four other hatches that lead out from the plateau.” Nine said to her.

She focused on the key and successfully replicated it four times. She gave out the copies to different hippogryphs and made four teams of three. That left her eight of the twenty that had been locked up in here, plus Nine himself. That made nine and she laughed internally.

“I want you twelve to lock the doors to prevent any gryphons from escaping. You should free any other prisoners you encounter.” She said to them.

“Yes supreme leader!” The unarmed and unarmored hippogryphs said simultaneously before flying off to do her bidding.

“Lead me to the prisoners below us Nine.”

“As you command!” He responded and began to fly. Luna followed and the hippogryphs took up defensive positions around her. They killed a few guards and saw a few dead hippogryphs amongst the carpet of dead as they went below. Luna had left Nine in charge of the key and with it he swiftly unlocked all the prisoners cells, gryphon, pony, hippogryph, and a few stranger creatures. Luna soon had an army of deer, ponies, hippogryphs, gryphons, horses, lions, and sentient eagles. There were many other species but they all had been enslaved by the gryphons. As they went deeper the prisoners became more exotic. Greater harpies, ligers, small earth drakes, even creatures like sleipner were found. All the hybrids that were born of interbreeding them with gryphons were found as well. Boreas had clearly been at this for a long time as some of them had been here for well over forty years.

They reached the bottom and what Luna found shocked her to the core. Lesser dragons and wyverns were trapped down here. The lesser dragons were still bigger than Lysander. They roared and wept with joy when they were freed and some had been kept in place with chains. There were no other prisoners left to free so Luna gave a speech.

“FORMER PRISONERS I GRANT YOU FREEDOM FREE OF CHARGE!” She yelled and the prisoners roared with approval yet didn’t run off.

“YOU ARE HOWEVER FREE TO STAY AND BECOME CITIZENS OF THE NEWLY FORMED EMPIRE OF EQUESTRIA!” She continued and another roar of approval followed.

“I WILL BE LEAVING THIS ACCURSED PLACE SOON! I HOPE TO NEVER SEE IT IN USE EVER AGAIN, DO YOU WANT TO JOIN ME AND FIGHT THE REMNANTS OF BOREAS!?” She asked the crowd and they roared again.

“THEN FOLLOW ME! IF ANY SOLDIERS REMAIN TO FIGHT US THEY SHALL FALL BEFORE OUR MIGHT!” She said before flying over them, Nine quickly went ahead of her.

The crowd surged after them, whipped into a frenzy by her words of inspiration. As they made their way to the top the dragons found they were lacking in space, this was fixed by destroying ceilings and tearing through walls with claws and fangs harder than diamond. The hippogryphs she’d sent to lock the gates joined the horde and were soon hollering and roaring right along with them. Luna came to the gate and Nine unlocked it, then Luna whipped it open and flew out followed by the crowd. Non flyers and flyers alike came out, either on their own or aided by their fellows. Luna began to grab them as they emerged, their weight as nothing compared to the titanic moon. Some experienced flight for the second or third times in their lives, Luna made sure to grab only those who couldn’t fly. The cloud might have bothered them but the flyers drove it off.

When the freedom fighters were all securely in the air they flew to the city and Luna cast cloudwalking spells on them. Dragons cannot normally walk on clouds after all. The army of Havoc cheered as they saw Luna return with yet more warriors. The horde surged through the empty streets grabbing up weapons, shields, and armor left by the dead. They assembled before the entrance to the citadel. They were eager to attack with claw, blade, and fang aching for gryphon blood. Luna saw that the prisoner count had increased despite the additional flags being either out of sight or elsewhere in the massive city. Luna lead the charge.

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Gullfaxi was angry. She was a servant subject to Havoc’s whims, she had a giant princess wanting to molest her, and now she and her soldiers were being pushed back by the army of gryphons that had not left the fortress. She cut a gryphon in half with her greatsword and grunted as she blocked another. She reflected on her decisions in life that had lead up to her miserable state and began to wish she didn’t abide by the code of honor. Then she could have run off and left this s*** to somebody else and wouldn’t be fighting an army of f****** gryphons. They just kept coming!

A spray of blood on her armor told her that the horse by her side had died. He hadn’t even gotten a chance to yell. She swung her sword left and it knocked aside the sword of the gryphon before her as well as cleaving into the back of the gryphon that had moved beside her. She heard it roar before a single hoof axe chopped into its throat and killed it. A warrior with a pair of hoof axes leapt over her and slashed into the gryphon before her. The blades strapped to the front and back of his forehooves made deep cuts in the gryphon before he was flung away by the larger creature. She took the opportunity and beheaded it and removed a large section of arm at the same time. It was knocked aside by a gryphon that came up behind it, said gryphon bowled her over and attempted to stab her with his spear. It was stopped by her mithral armor but its strength knocked the wind out of her, that and it hit her stomach.

She kicked the spear away and butted him in his own stomach as she rose. He fell back, merely winded because of the chainmail protecting his stomach. She swung her sword and it cleaved into his shield and sliced halfway through his chest. She placed a rear hoof against him and pulled her sword free. He dropped and she had a second before a wall of gryphons charged her. Her eyes widened and she swung her sword wildly, knocking the shields from three gryphons. They kept coming and she swung her sword to block their spear thrusts. She was grabbed and held in the air and she squirmed desperately to free herself. She felt the hands holding her release their grasps and she fell on top of a charging bear. The bear roared as it tore into them with armored paws. She rolled off and grabbed her sword and swung it into a nearby gryphon before jumping back on the bears back. She wrapped her hind legs around its thick neck gently and began to slash her blade into nearby gryphons from her position. She chopped up and blocked any gryphons that tried to attack from above. She was drenched in blood.

She kept slicing as the bear began moving back. It had come specifically to save her and she was grateful. She patted it with a tired hoof and it rumbled appreciatively. She soon returned to slashing gryphons as they resumed their charge. The gryphons were good and they had superior numbers. She then heard a noise that messed with her perception of reality momentarily. Dragons. F****** dragons from behind. She turned her head fearfully and saw Luna riding a wave of hippogryphs, traitor she thought for what she believed was the last time.

“REMEMBER THE NORDS ARE OUR ALLIES! THEY COME WITH US TO LIBERATE YOU AND CONQUER BOREAS!” She yelled and the roars returned.

She hadn’t known Luna had hippogryphs. Or dragons. Or an army of things she couldn’t even name for that matter. The hippogryphs reached first and dived into the gryphons, slashing and tearing with claws and various weapons. Some died and were as missiles to the gryphon army, slamming and bouncing to terrible effect. Next were the rather small dragons, burning and tearing into the mass. Wyverns followed, blasting toxins into the terrified gryphons and lashing out with terrible effect with their tails and claws. Finally earth drakes led a screaming horde into the gryphons midst, they smashed and bit while the smaller creatures did whatever they did. She was too fixated on the dragons fighting on her side to really pay attention to them. Not even the flying hippocampi really caught her attention like the dragons did.

The bear she was mounted on charged and pulled her from her stupor. She grimly gripped her blade when the bear had to stop because of the creatures before it. She looked at a dragon that had taken an interest in them and felt like peeing herself. Then another roared and it lunged away to her relief. Which went right back to its safe place when a dark green dragon flapped its way over and picked them up in its claws. She began to hyperventilate. After a few moments of the world being a blur she felt a metal hoof touch her face and calmed down. She saw it was Luna and she was smiling beneath her armor.

“Isn’t it wonderful Gullfaxi? The slaves are free and they’re on our side now!” She said.

“The gryphons had dragons?” Gullfaxi asked.

“Yes, they kept them in a plateau. They were being forced to make gryphon hybrids.”

“That what those things were?”

“Which ones?”

“The ones that looked like they were half gryphon half dragon, like something out of my nightmares.”

“Yes Gullfaxi, they are.”

“How in Hel’s name did they get dragons? No, how by my dead father’s tail did they force them to breed?”

“I don’t know, maybe later you can ask them.” She said before nuzzling Gullfaxi.

It relaxed her despite the fact that it was basically metal rubbing against her neck. The bear growled softly and she looked up at the chest of the dragon. Dragons of this size were nothing to Luna so she wasn’t worried. The dragon set them down gently before returning to the fight with a roar. Gullfaxi was dead tired she’d been running and fighting gryphons of all things for over half an hour. She wondered where Havoc was to be missing all this, he’d have had this done by now. She didn’t know anyone she thought could actually beat him, not personally anyways. She believed Discord could and of course certain elder dragons, maybe an Ursa Major. Those were all unfeasibly tough however, and they could all survive in that place far overhead. Not the sky, whatever was beyond. Heck some said Discord and the Ursa Majors came from there, a few said that dragons came from there too. The true dragons, the ones that eat rocks and gems and make something called mince meat out of armies.

She was quite willing to let Luna carry her from the battlefield, out into the city and beside Gilda. Gilda looked annoyed for some reason, maybe the fledglings by her had something to do with that. She noticed they got quiet when she was brought near. Gilda sighed and began to rub her lower jaw. She liked that, then the children leaped on her and began trying the same and the happy feeling went away. She was glad for her armor despite the scraping noise she heard, they would have gutted her if not for it. Then the children hid behind Gilda and Gilda looked in direction they had run from. She herself turned her head that way and saw Havoc. She kind of liked him and knew her tired state was affecting her mind. He looked... Angry. Like he’d just been cock-blocked in fact. Then she saw him hanging out and suspected that that was exactly the case.

“Hi Havoc. Why so long?” Gullfaxi asked.

“Hi Gullfaxi. I am so long because I’m... In the mood as you say and I don’t know why. I don’t think I should be pulling the army on this trip or else they might turn into vaginas.” He replied.

That was disturbing. The mental image horrified her and made her slightly sick.

“That or mares, the ones who aren’t already mares at least.” He continued.

That made her laugh, an army of viking mares? Wasn’t that a theme in one of the Funfilly magazines she’d read? She began to think about the sexy mares she’d seen, their armor unrealistic and accenting. The way they smiled at the camera, the way they touched themselves for those same cameras. The curves of their bodies and the sexy poses, sometimes mock fighting. Then she saw Celestia and was surprised at how unbothered she was. Celestia was rather attractive as a sexy viking warrioress she thought. After a short period of time she realized that it was Celestia she was thinking about and automatically tensed up. Then the thoughts of pretty mares died as she saw Havoc’s draconic eyes staring down at her. She saw the drool dripping down by her head and couldn’t figure which imagined fate was worse: Him rutting her unrestrained or him eating her alive. She decided that the rutting was worse since his head was so near her own that surely he would start there. With teeth like his he’d kill her in one bite while the size of him back there scared her. Very much.

“Hey Gullfaxi?” He asked.

“Yes Havoc?”

“It’s later.”

Her eyes teared up as he stared down at her. She glanced at his sexual organ and saw shreds of cloud attached to it. He had clearly tried to take care of it and failed. That explained the look of anger she’d seen. It also explained Gilda trying to move away without leaving her side. She sighed and began to rise. She would have asked Luna for help but she’d returned to the battlefield. When she got on all four she looked up at Havoc.

“What does that mean?” Gilda asked carefully.

“It’s a personal code gryphon. Won’t tell.” Gullfaxi said before standing by Havoc’s side.

“Right. Doesn’t sound very good, you look scared and he looks... I don’t even know.”

“No time.” Havoc said before walking off.

“See you later gryphon, if I’m still alive.” Gullfaxi said to Gilda.

“Names Gilda.” Gilda replied.

“Nice name Gilda.” Gullfaxi said before following Havoc.

Caution! Clop inbound. If you do not like clop or want to preserve the shreds of your precious precious innocence do not read until you see the message informing you that you have exited the danger zone.

He was wandering somewhat erratically. He kept impaling the floor with his hooves and he would just smash through clouds when they got in his way at times. He was leaving a trail of destruction that would take hours to repair. She only hoped she would be capable of being repaired when he was done. They came to a stop at seeming random, he simply froze. Then he pulled a few clouds near to form walls around them, he seemed to be struggling with something. Not the clouds, they moved like a hurricane was pulling them. They looked pretty solid now that they had formed an ominous dome around them.

Havoc pulled a chunk of cloud closer and bit into it, he swallowed without chewing. She saw red starting to tint the walls. She suspected the blood was an after mating snack seeing how he reacted to the plain cloud he’d bitten. She knew it was blood because he didn’t know how to do permanent color changes and temporary ones would take away brainpower he likely didn’t have at this point. She began to remove her armor, stopping at the soft underlayer of cotton. She looked around nervously as she removed it and saw solid red walls. She began to wonder if he was using pure blood at this point. It wouldn’t surprise her.

“I think that cloud I violated looked strange when I was done.” He said for no apparent reason.

“Er, that’s nice.” Gullfaxi replied, sweating again.

“Not really, you should drink some cloud.” He said and pulled a chunk of clean white cloud through the dome. He condensed it into liquid and she drank heartily. She was sucking the water into her mouth and gulping noisily, she was thirsty after all that fighting.

When she stopped drinking it the remnants spilled onto her and ran down her. It was nice and cool and she enjoyed it, it didn’t look any different on her sweat and blood soaked coat. She looked at Havoc and mentally prepared herself.

“Come on you’re a big mare, not as big as him but you are an adult horse. Sure you’re a good deal smaller than him but you probably won’t die. Come on you’re a demigod! You’ll regenerate and be just fine. Except for the mental scars. He’s a better killer and he’s pretty much all scar mentally. This will not kill you, you’re tougher than this you’ve fought worse. You’ve had four foals! They weren’t that big... No way around it, just relax so it hurts less.” She thought to herself.

She turned around and stood straight. She felt his warmth and became fearful of burning. He looked down at her thoughtfully. Havoc laid on his belly and lowered his head to look for the spot below her tail, he saw that he could not see it and frowned.

He opened his mouth and extended his tongue. It touched her and she jumped, she cautiously looked back as his tongue moved up and down and saw that he was licking at her. She realised he didn’t know where it was and she was slightly relieved. Wings descended upon her head and began rubbing behind her ears. It felt strange but nice, she was surprised at the gentleness. His sharp claws didn’t scratch her once. They kept going as she felt hooves against her neck. They were rubbing with the edges and despite their great size it was nice, She hadn’t imagined that something with a diameter like a dinner plate could do what they did. He worked his way down her flanks and she felt better still. He moved them to her cutie marks and she finally shuddered with pleasure. She felt herself open and his tongue invaded the slit.

She moaned as the long slick organ slid through her. He was almost careful in his ministrations. He moved deeper with every thrust of the tongue. He reached her cervix and teased his way in. He barely penetrated the womb and pulled back. He was soon flicking the tip of his tongue the the entrance to her womb, she had never been this penetrated in her life. Her eyes were wide and her pupils small yet a string of saliva hung from her mouth, she didn’t know how to react. She felt her haunches twitching, make tiny pushes and pulls. She felt her forelegs give and her jaw hit the cloud floor. She felt warmth inside her as he continued and began making small cries. As she finally came her tail flew up and arched over her back and her hips pushed towards him. She felt his lips against her and moaned at the soft warmth of the dark skin and fur. He pulled his tongue free and she felt like she was about to fall unconscious.

Havoc’s reproductive member ended any illusion of rest when it pressed against her stomach. She hadn’t noticed his shadow over her, she did feel his wings move from behind her ears to her cutie marks. She had thought it was a continuation of the massage at the time. She felt it drag up to her vagina and whimpered as she closed her eyes. It pushed into her slowly, very slowly, because there was a lot to go in. The tip barely entered her and she felt pain from her body stretching to accommodate him. He frowned and his horn glowed. She felt the pain lessen, still there just not as bad. He forced more into her and it quickly hit the cervix, he pushed deeper. Eventually he entered her uterus but that wasn’t enough. He pushed until he hit her deepest wall and was almost satisfied. This was made possible by the rather different reproductive organs of most mammals of Terra. On Havoc’s world there were eggs or ovum inside the womb or uterus and when these were pierced by a sperm or spermatozoa. The eggs were sent into the uterus by ovaries via the fallopian tubes. On this world the ovaries and fallopian tubes served a different purpose. The ovaries help keep the uterus fertile and healthy all the time. The fallopian tubes are not only pathways but heat and energy regulators, this rather positive trait also reduces the chance for male development due to an improper environment. The uterus did not hold eggs, it served as one well developed egg instead. This removed the need to produce egg and as such equestrian mammals typically don’t have periods nor do they absorb the material due to the fact that it is constantly maintained and does not cost additional resources to do so.

This was something Havoc did not know but enjoyed all the same. If not for that trait his body would have stopped him before it reached this point. He didn’t even know how he knew the spell to alter his size down there, rather back there. The very same spell that allowed him to enjoy the fine mare below him.

She felt havoc pull back and come close to exiting before pushing back in, all the way back in. She moaned as the pleasure/pain hit her. He slowly increased speed and as they went on like this she came four more times. She wondered how he kept going before concluding that the psycho probably just had trouble ejaculating. The depressing life she’d heard of probably caused that. He was thrusting quickly now and she felt a change in his claws grip, his forehooves gripped her shoulders and her eyes snapped open. She felt him push deeply and pause, thick liquid shot into her. He began making rapid but very small pushes against her, keeping himself deep and pressed fully into and against her. She felt her hind legs twitch as he kept releasing and his pushes set her off a sixth time and they stopped moving. He held himself inside her until he finished and then a short while after that. finally he pulled his semi limp member from her sore hole and liquid spilled out. Liquid slightly different from the clouds they sat on. Havoc felt right, that was the only word for it. He pulled the blood from the dome into his maw and enjoyed his drink. He looked to his spilled load and Gullfaxi’s drooling mouth. He opened her mouth and sent his sperm down her throat, waste not want not was a saying of his world and to just leave that there would be a waste in his mind. Gullfaxi finally fell asleep after that. What neither knew was that an invisible eye had been watching since Havoc had violated a cloud.

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“Oh my.” Celestia whispered. That had been great for her too,she had loved watching the expressions on Gullfaxi’s face and had at times imagined herself giving her those faces. She was not surprised that Havoc had performed the shrinking spell on his member, Alicorns knew magic more instinctively than many creatures and breeding was essential to the survival of the species. Even if he didn’t consciously know it, his body knew it and had acted on need. She had smiled when he started the massage, experience with warbeasts and mutants indeed.

She had gotten off twice watching that and felt Gullfaxi’s wondrous six times. For a moment she wondered if Gullfaxi minded being pregnant before realizing she didn’t care. Gullfaxi deserved it if she didn’t and deserved it if she did. She wondered what would grow from this and felt a slight tingle as she fantasized about their potential adult offspring. It would have been creepy to a pony but she was a near immortal Goddess so it was normal for her. After all she had bred certain lines specifically for their parents attractiveness, she had obviously thought about what the children would look like and liked what she imagined. She bred certain lines for other things too. Strength, resilience, speed, magic. Oh how well magic had turned out. This got her thinking about her most loyal student.

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Twilight sparkle moaned as she finished. She couldn’t help thinking about it after Celestia got her to take notes. Do it for science her mind had whispered and ured by such a noble request she had tuned in when she felt his lust through the link. She of course had her paper and quill and she’d made sure Spike was out of the house. She was starting to get strange thoughts about her near son. Dirty thoughts, ever since he’d grown past her size she’d felt urges towards him that no parent should. She was thinking of having the poor boy transferred before she did something that mentally scarred him. She was pretty sure he’d do it if she asked him to rut her and she couldn’t damage their relationship like that. Whatever, back to science.

She looked at the mess she’d made and was glad for the living floor. She sent the fluid into the wood and it groaned happily. She looked at her notes and smiled, she would keep them unless her teacher asked about the subject. Then she could whip out the meticulous notes and claim she had done it for science and princess. Then she would get hugs and nuzzles. Possibly followed by the other thing. The thing that had scared her since her teen years when it started. She hadn’t wanted to do it when Celestia asked for it with her bedroom eyes, but it was the same princess that raised the sun. If the sun princess makes a request you do it, afterall you don’t want to make her mad right? So Twilight had done it even though she cried when she knew Celestia was asleep. She had lied to her teacher and said they were tears of joy the morning after.

She still didn’t really like it but you don’t say no to Celestia. She was stressed enough without rejection. She needed it more when she was stressed which was part of the reason Twilight tried so very hard to please her in everything she did. It wasn’t that she was crazy or had ocd, she just didn’t like being violated by the gigantic sun princess. The thought made her feel sore despite being healed every encounter where she was penetrated, phantom pain. She always felt dirty after they had sex, like a whore. Her fear had kept her isolated, she didn’t want to be discovered to have been sleeping with the princess despite it being a wet dream for everypony else. She felt tears leaking from her eyes and focused on the memory of what Havoc just did to that mare and touched herself to distract her mind from the emotional pain.

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Welcome to the safe zone! You may have successfully saved what little remains of your innocence, if you did not heed the warning and don’t like clop or were trying to save the shreds of your innocence then oh well.

Havoc felt at peace. Pretty mare loaded with his potential? Check. Nice after sex drink? Check. Said mare passed out on the clouds afterwards? Achievement gained, sexual stallion. He had covered her in a blanket formed of his fur covered hide, he did the same for her gear. He didn’t know why others wore such flimsy material anymore. He calmly stepped back to his armies encampment before the entry to the large mountain hole.

On arrival he was greeted by Gilda flying up to him and hugging him. He didn’t know what he did to deserve the hug but accepted, enjoyed, and returned the hug all the same. His open eyes saw the fledglings that would help him produce super soldiers hiding behind a unicorn. Apparently they still didn’t like him, he didn’t mind. Plenty hated him back on the homeworld. Gilda released the hug but stayed near him, she sniffed at Gullfaxi and pulled back quickly.

She looked between the relaxed Havoc and the sleeping Gullfaxi and cringed. She gave Gullfaxi a look that indicated her new found respect, how she had survived Gilda might never know. Havoc noticed numerous scratches on her armor, some far too small to have been made by adult gryphons. He grinned. Havoc enveloped Gullfaxi’s weird shining armor with his mind and began absorbing the knowledge of its composition. It was incredibly strong yet light, stronger than titanium even and lighter than aluminum. His eyes opened wide at this incredible material.

“Wonderbar...” He whispered. He thought of Luna’s armor and that downed hippogryph’s armor and grinned. He would learn of these too. If it ignores gold armor over a decimeter thick then it must be good. He could only wonder what these strange metals were. He immediately began upgrading Gilda’s armor. He thinned it and put in an underlayer of the metal that formed Gullfaxi’s armor for her chest plate. He did the same for the rest of her armor, he made the unknown metal as thick as what he replaced and that made her armor stronger than ever before. He didn’t forget to make the improvement he had thought up earlier. Havoc looked at her free wings and a clever thought formed. He made thin strips of the metal and fused them to a pair of long strips of hide.He then wrapped this device around the front edges of Gilda’s wings. She flexed her wings curiously and it didn’t inhibit her. Havoc grinned and added horizontal triangular blades to the thin strips of metal. Now Gilda had wing armor and an additional weapon.

“Thanks big guy.” She said, “I think. What are these anyway?”

“That is a combination of wing armor and wing blades. Do those exist here?”

“Yes.”

“Aaaw, I thought I was being original...”

“Well I haven’t seen any quite like this.”

“That’s good.”

“They’re usually better looking. Beautifully curved blades, flaring on the wing guards, and you didn’t account for the excess weight or covered plumage.”

“So it sucks?”

“Pretty much. But it’s still a first try, I have seen better first tries though.”

“Hm, Guess I need to work on it. In the meantime when you next fly tell me how they handle. Also only a strong magic user can remove then since I forgot to make a means of self removal for those without magic.”

She facepalmed before grudgingly walking back to the fledglings before Havoc had an opportunity to think up or test anything else. Havoc thought, where were the others? He looked to the hole and suspected that there was a heck of a fight he was missing and his eyes widened in fury.

“Gilda! Guard Gullfaxi for me! There’s a fight I’m missing!” Havoc yelled before flying into the darkness. As he flew he frowned as he saw the bodies, sometimes in piles. Then he saw stranger things, things he didn’t expect to be here. Small ponies, big harpies, a single relatively small dragon. He flew harder and saw torches lit the darkness, eventually he came to a camp of Nords, dragons, and more. He flew over the group which watched him warily until a Nord called out.

“Praise to Havoc, our lord joins us!”

The others started cheering and he began to descend. He was greeted with many nods. He looked for Luna, he saw her surrounded by the new soldiers. He smiled and made his way to her, he was slowed by his soldiers injuries. He took the time to heal them, regenerate lost blood and reattach flesh and the like. When he finally made it to her he was surprised to see the hippogryph who had taken him down. He was certain this was the one from the way it looked at him and the fact that it was still missing its leg. It shrank down as he glared at it.

“Leave him alone Havoc.” He heard Luna say.

“He nearly killed me.” Havoc replied as he looked in her direction.

“He was following orders.”

“I know. I won’t forget that though.”

Havoc walked over to her and the others parted slowly, grudgingly even. He saw a dragon staring at him. He smiled at it.

“Luna where did you find these things?”

“In a prison where they were being forcibly hybridized with gryphons.”

Havoc thought for a moment before answering, “Figures. Gryphons are lion eagle combos so why not other things? I know hippogryphs are gryphon horse combos where I’m from and this is pretty rare because gryphons like to eat horses. Totally worth the effort because hippogryphs are smarter and faster than gryphons.”

“So thought the gryphons.”

“Heh, so who are we fighting? Sparta still?”

“Yes, they have fortified themselves deeper into this fortress. We have been fighting for a long time. You smell like sex, Gullfaxi?”

“Yes my princess. Think I’m gonna be a father from that. So back to fighting, think I should go ahead of our forces and break through their defenses?”

“Go ahead.”

"Yaaay!!!" Havoc yelled before flying deeper into the cavern. He saw that the torches were petering out but wasn’t bothered, his night vision enabled him to see as clearly as in the full light of day. There weren’t any colors however, meh chances are it’s all reddish anyway. Soon his pace brought him to a vast gate. He grinned at the holes in it, it reminded him of the fortresses he had besieged. Which was stupid because a fortress is a fortress. He heard things bouncing off his armor and looked down to see arrows flying at him. Some hit his face. Then he felt bullets smacking against him. He focused despite one impaling his right eye and ripped the gate out. He bent it in the middle to allow it to fit in his section of cavern yet it gouged the walls all the same. He placed it as flat on the floor behind him as he could get it.

The archers had disappeared from sight and were replaced by charging meleers. Havoc ripped the arrow from his eye, grew a plate of gold to cover it, and charged. He slammed into them with brutal force. His armor gouged at them, the spikes on his scale armor serving their dual purpose. He bit and kicked like a savage. He grabbed one between his forehooves and slammed him into the stone when he charged him from the air. He gored one sword gryphon with his horn and flung him into another. He accepted the jabs at his unprotected hindquarters and snapped the spears with heavy tail swings. The gryphon weaponry was having trouble penetrating his tough hide. He stomped down on a dazed gryphon’s head, driving it to the floor before crushing it despite his helmet. He noted he still couldn’t see in color, but he could see which surely meant there was light somewhere. The gryphons were smart, when they noticed they weren’t making headway against his unarmored rear they went for his sole exposed eye.

He snarled as a spear scraped by it and bit the offending weapon in two. He lunged at the gryphon with his hooves and crushed him to death in less than a second. He lashed out with his back hooves and felt armor part, he pulled them back under and impaled the gryphons fully before kicking the corpses off. He bit something that came at his eye and it was stopped, he threw his head left and the metal sheared. He swallowed the chunk he had taken. He noticed something then, the gryphons no longer had a reddish tint, they were all sorts of weird colors. Red, yellow, white, even blue. He ignored the change as a multicolored warrior leaped at him with a dull red sword grasped in his gleaming yellow claw. He slapped the sword aside.

The warrior slammed into him and havoc impaled his skull with a wing claw before throwing him aside. He was no longer surrounded. They were swiftly forming a wall around him. He grinned recognizing the tactic, it worked on the scarabisc too. You form your shield wall but you bend it into a circle around your target. When they were fully surrounded then, despite their lethality, you had them trapped with your greater weight. The scarabisc were large heavily armored warriors, they were a little over three meters tall on average and they utilized melee weaponry rather than projectiles. In order to kill them you had to prevent them from running off or simply charging through your soldiers like grass. Thus the shield cage tactic was invented. Once surrounded they could be stabbed or shot to death, eventually. After all they were heavily armored.

It didn’t work on magic users however. Havoc crushed them under a wall of magic. He laughed and removed the plate of gold over his ruined eye. He smiled at the itching pain as it healed. Pain was good, pain meant it was working and he was still alive. He was suddenly aware of a wind coming his way and raised his wings over his head defensively. A storm of arrows and bullets bounced off his feathers. He tilted his head downwards and furled his wings as he pushed through the volley. It was followed by yet another within seconds. Havoc smiled at the futility of the shots, there really was little more exhilarating than being shot at to no effect. He made it past where the gate he had ripped out was originally placed and the barrage stopped. He heard another gate drop and looked up. This one was even better than the first, it was air tight.

Havoc grinned as he imagined the looks on their glowing faces and ripped this gate out quickly. He was not disappointed. They looked like they were about to cry when they saw his grinning face. He leaped amongst them and went berzerk. When he finished not a whole corpse remained, limbs and chunks were scattered everywhere and the very stone had massive gouges. He noticed that there was more light now, yet the gryphons still looked funny. Almost like he was looking at them through his armors lenses when it was set to infrared in order to see the enemies heat signatures in cold or very dark environments. He looked towards the well lit pathway and saw a group of shaking gryphons armed and armored for combat. They weren’t as big or well equipped as the previous gryphons however. Compared to them these live ones were wusses. He walked towards them, his hooves clacking against the stone floor. They pulled back as he entered the light and he smelled urine and acidic feces. He saw one like the now dead ones he’d just fought step forward.

He approached and continued to enjoy the feel of blood as it dripped down his skin through his shredded armor, the gryphon were good with their axes. He looked down as he stopped a mere meter from the powerful gryphon.

“Hold monster, King Agesilaus will see you.” He said in a rough voice.

“Good.” Havoc said and he was quite happy as he sat down.

He waited for some time. He heard hoof steps in the distance by the time the king arrived. He saw that the king was heavily wounded, limping as he walked using a spear to support him. The king was very well armored, his armor onate yet fully functional. He had a long silver and red cape that trailed behind him. His helm was heavily damaged with gouges and dents ruining the decoration. He had clearly been fighting, and fighting hard to be this banged up. He wasn’t just gryphon big, he was near Havoc’s height, another two decimeters and he’d be there.

“Havoc of Equestria I presume?” He said and Havoc heard that odd reverberation in his deep voice that he’d heard in the princesses in Gullfaxi’s.

“I am he. I am also the conquerer of Lemuria.” Havoc answered, wondering why his voice didn’t do that.

“I am Agesilaus the second, King of Boreas and before that Sparta. I wish to sue for peace.”

“Why? There are other cities in Boreas, when their soldiers arrive they will probably beat my forces. Not me of course, I’m pretty much immortal.”

“As am I. I know that you will survive and without the princesses to hold your leash you will ravage my lands. I would not see my nation die. I am willing to negotiate with you.”

“I’m not a negotiator, I am a killer. A very good one. If you wish to negotiate you should talk to Luna, she’s here you know.”

“I had heard of an alicorn but I assumed it was just you. I will wait for her to arrive in that case.” Agesilaus II said as he sat.

“HEY LUNA! THE KING WANTS TO NEGOTIATE PEACE WITH YOU!!” Havoc yelled down the way he had come, the way strewn with corpses and pieces of corpses. His voice echoed down the walls.

The sound of hooves and other things got louder, the footfalls and wing beats faster. He saw Luna at the front of the wave, staying high above the corpses only for blood to drip down on her from the ceiling. She shrieked and rushed by Havoc’s side hippogryphs keeping pace with her with ease. She looked back and saw corpses starting to fall, stirred by the movement of the surface they were stuck to.

“WHY...” She asked in horror.

“I went berzerk.“ Havoc answered and looked down at her.

She looked up into his glowing red eyes and backed away, closer to the gryphon king.

“Luna why do you and everybody else look funny?”

“What do you mean ‘funny’?” She replied.

“You’re all rather colorful. White, red, blue, yellow, and black for your armor.”

“You are seeing body heat Havoc.” She said in answer.

“Oh. I thought that was what was happening, I’ve used infrared sight with my armor and it looked alot like this. Never saw black before.”

“My armor masks heat, it simply doesn’t register in heat vision.”

“Cool.”

“Ahem.” Interrupted Agesilaus II.

“Yes back to this peace treaty.” Luna said hurriedly.

A dragon growled in the background, it was frustrated because it felt the need to spill gryphon blood. It was still mellowed by what it had seen on it way here, never in its life had it seen corpses stuck in ceilings. Walls and floors but never ceilings and it was humbled by the sight of it, the feel of blood steadily dripping down on it helped.

“I’m gonna go tune out behind Luna.” Havoc said.

“Do you not want to learn of our political system Havoc?” Luna asked sounding irritated.

“No I do not.”

“Listen carefully so that you will not need to rely on others for this.”

“Fine.” He said and slumped to his belly by her side.

“King Agesilaus the second, I am very glad to hear you are ready to discuss peace. We only wish you didn’t have to have your capital conquered to see it.” She said to the gryphon king.

“So do I Princess of night.” He said grimly. Even to Havoc his voice had that epic quality that you hear in a hero’s voice. You know, the boss tone?

“We propose that you agree to become a vassal nation. You will not begin to pay tribute until you have recovered from this catastrophe and shall receive aid from Equestria major. You will eventually be expected to provide soldiers, bits, and resources to Equestria as tribute. As a member of the Imperium Equestria you will have the benefits of not being attacked by Equestrian soldiers, trade at a lower taxation rate, the opportunity to emigrate to Equestria major, and of course access to high quality Equestrian goods. As you have led your territory well until recently it would not be unreasonable to allow you to continue ruling it in our name. We expect to receive reports on all hostile nations and your recovery efforts within a month. You are to release all prisoners in the hybrid program to myself, failure to comply will result in Havoc being unleashed upon the remnants of Sparta. He has been holding back due to our orders to show restraint, if he was not under such a geas then there would be no city to speak of. Just a pile of rocks and metal stained with the blood of every gryphon in Sparta. We do not want this so you had best agree to the terms thus far. We will be sending some ponies to help out with the more complicated legal work.”

“That doesn’t sound so bad. Agreed, just get that thing out of here. Would you happen to know of Lysander’s whereabouts? I haven’t seen him in days.”

“Lysander is dead, a scorched carcass in the plateau where your sinister program was carried out.”

“... He was a good friend.” Agesilaus II said sadly.

“Are you too done with your melodramatic ‘peace talk’.” Havoc asked.

“This is a very depressing day for us all Havoc.” Luna chastised him.

“Do you have no empathy?” Agesilaus II asked.

“Where I come from this sort of thing happens all the time. Seriously, I got my legs broken by a madman with a big metal stick who went on to rape everyone in the town killing all the children when he was done with them and I didn’t react this much. And I had to watch him kill the remnants of my comrades, rape everyone, and kill all the children. He almost got me, luckily he didn’t know I was still alive. When it was all over I shat myself and was done.” Havoc said quietly.

“I know Havoc, I saw your memories. You should try to learn to show proper remorse all the same.” Luna said in an exasperated voice. Agesilaus II was shocked.

“Doubtful mine domina, doubtful.”

“I believe this meeting is ended. Now get out of my country.” Agesilaus II told them.

Havoc jumped up, biology was making a demand. He stomped into the darkness and ripped out a chunk of stone and tore it into gravel which he placed by the hole. He proceeded to squat over said hole and release the stuff of nightmares into it. The smell of molten metal, digested flesh, and melted hair filled the tunnel air and drove everyone outside. Those with particularly weak constitutions died from the unholy stench. The dragons on the other hand were merely inconvenienced, they dropped stuff like that all the time. One commented on how rude this action was after he’d covered the foul stuff up with gravel and exited the tunnel of death. He also gave him tips.

“Did you eat your meat without skinning it?” The tall black scaled and blue spined dragon asked.

“Yeah, why?” Havoc said, answering question with question.

“You should never eat hair. It stinks coming out. It’s important to at least eat around parts with hair if you don’t want to leave such bad smells everywhere.”

“I typically don’t have time for that. Most of my meat I get from biting into my opponents while they still live.”

“Then burn it and then eat, you should probably eat more emerald to deal with that stink of yours.”

“What stink?”

“You reek of ozone, it comes from your pores and the back of your throat.”

“So that’s what that smell was.”

“Indeed. Also if possible you should never forget to have a good supply of sapphire little one, it will help keep your coat healthy and give it that healthy sheen.”

“Er, thanks. Who are you anyway?”

“I am Gloom of Red Fang Mountain, or just Gloom to you unfortunate youth. You clearly lacked parents to teach you proper draconic hygiene, yet are too savage to have been raised by an equine. I will take you under my wing until a suitable Elder takes notice.”

“What does that mean?”

“We will be visiting my territory when this debacle is ended, I will send a message to the Elders regarding you and after a time you will be brought to them for instruction. It shouldn’t take long, a week at most. Feral hatchlings are given priority.”

“I’m an alicorn, not a dragon.”

“Do you not eat gems?”

“I do.”

“Have you not seen your eyes? Your wings?”

“I have seen them.”

“Perhaps you haven’t eaten rocks, dirt, or metal recently. Perhaps you were told you were an alicorn. I’m certain that if you took a dip in lava you would feel warmth without burning, unlike those alicorns. I assure you little one, dragons come in many forms and yours is as unique as the rest. You are a dragon, you may be an alicorn dragon but a dragon nonetheless.”

“Cool. You remind me of a few dragons back home, not the feral ones though. The ones that have rather successful nations beneath them.”

“Your feral sounds different from my feral.”

“Well feral dragons back home are giant predators with a mean streak a mile long. They’re rather fond of killing cities and slaughtering armies. They’re good at it too, their natural skill and near indestructible form makes them immune to almost all conventional weaponry. They breath fire and shred tanks but they usually can’t eat things as tough as diamonds, which is good because the few that do are even worse. Difference between them and intellectuals as we call them is the intelligence, if a feral attacks a city it will kill everything and burn the city to slag. An intellectual will kill enough to scare the survivors into submission and take over.”

“Interesting, are they different species?”

“It is assumed but it’s not like they look any different, they just act differently.”

“Mmmm...” Gloom rumbled, his curiosity peaked.

“Why help me dragon?”

“Hatchlings need tending.”

“Not an attempt at political intrigue?”

“I’m just trying to help you, wherever did you get such a thought?”

“I’d heard of political intrigue in a record I read, there isn’t any of that stuff where I’m from though. No sir, just straight and dirty killing for us.”

“Fascinating.”

“Havoc did you do that on purpose?!” They heard Luna yell in anguish.

“No. I had to relieve myself of waste matter and I did, spectacularly.” Havoc answered with a toothy smile.

“You could have given us a warning!” She countered angrily.

“I didn’t have time.” He countered in turn.

“Uuurgh! Whatever, while cleansing myself of that stench I couldn’t help but overhear you mention Elders. Wouldst thou happen to be an Alliance dragon?”

“Indeed I am, he is an asset to you I judge?” Gloom guessed.

“He is our Chosen Champion in fact. As he belongs to us we would like to use this opportunity to ease relations. However we would like to know how a dragon of the A.D.C. came to such dire straits. Surely your soldiers came to your aid.”

“What’s the A.D.C. ?” Havoc asked.

“The Alliance of Dragon Coalitions little one. The greatest nation of dragonkind to grace all of Terra.” Gloom answered majestically.

“Dragons have a nation? How have they not won? I don’t just mean whatever war they’re in now, I mean everything. If dragons formed their own nation back home, everything would be a part of that nation.”

“There are many things to consider little one. Terra is a rather large world and has many inhabitants. The A.D.C. tried world conquest before but all the other groups banded together and fought us to a stalemate. We have yet to recover from that failed attempt and are in no rush to do so again.”

“You could join the Imperium Equestria.” Havoc suggested.

“And I am already considering little one. Do you know what your princess did for us?” Gloom teased.

“What did she do?” Havoc asked in wonder.

“She freed a number of A.D.C. members and their offspring. Such a thing will not go unnoticed or unrewarded by the Alliance. We will push for a nonaggression pact in gratitude to the sisters, may their beauty be eternal.” Gloom answered with a sharp fanged, yet gentle smile.

“Thank you noble, this gesture will not be forgotten.” Luna said.

“Gryphons and eagles, incoming.” Havoc said calmly.

“What?” Gloom asked in confusion.

Havoc pointed towards a flight that was just coming over the mountain, then another that was approaching from the valley side.

“Clearly we’ve been here a long time. EVERYONE, GATHER AROUND ME!” Havoc roared, “Luna, can you bring me the corpses and loot with your magic?”

“Will do Havoc.” She said and her mouth closed tightly and formed a small frown.

The others swarmed around Havoc, they did not however press against him. They knew better. Except the dragons, they just considered it to be a breach in customs. Havoc’s horn glowed black, soon a transparent dome grew to surround them. It grew larger to accommodate the mountain of corpses that drew near.

“What is going on Gryphon king!?” Havoc yelled in an enraged voice.

“Reinforcements fool!” Agesilaus II yelled back.

“If they attack I shall consume their flesh and leave droppings all over your city!” Havoc threatened.

“I’ll hold them off! Just control your monster Luna!” Agesilaus you roared in panic, such a fate would be bewailed for all time should it come to pass.

Agesilaus flew high and the gryphons and eagles recognized him with a cheer. Meanwhile, Havoc compared a pony gun to a gryphon gun. The differences were vast. A gryphon gun was similar to a human one. The trigger was in the same place on the dark grey metal machine. The stock was made of some shiny white material, the bullets were lead but they were large. They looked heavy enough to punch through armor. A pony gun was a strange looking thing. There was an extension like a cylindrical hole with a grey vertical rim halfway to the muzzle on the underside of the barrel.There was a forestock that reached the same distance as this device, the gripping device went through and below the forestock. There were two slides with semicircles on the forward side on the sides of the gun, these were nearer to the butt of the gun. There was a brace at the back of the rear stock, Havoc noticed that the stock itself was removable. This Nord pony gun fired iron bullets shaped to pierce flesh and armor alike, the bullets were noticeably smaller than the gryphon gun’s ammunition.

The pony gun was fired by pulling back on one of the slides, the safety was a red switch along the top right side of the gun. There were two settings written beside a black switch opposite to the safety, Havoc did not know what they said but assumed they were semi automatic fire and full auto. The gryphon gun had a blue safety on the bottom right side behind the trigger, the settings were on the same side by a red switch above the safety.

“Go, go, go!!!” A nearby gryphon yelled, disrupting Havoc’s study. Reacting on instinct Havoc strengthened the shield, grabbed his soldiers and the freed prisoners, grabbed the carcasses and equipment, and flew towards Canterlot. He powered towards the grand castle as adrenaline pumped endorphins through his veins. He didn’t even stop to question the order, he just went. Al’ hira soldiers needed to be fearless and unquestioning when given orders, they were at times ordered into suicide charges intended to distract a foe from a more crucial force. Havoc had ironically survived over twenty of these suicide charges, half of them he knew were suicide charges but did it anyway.

“For the Emperor!!!” Havoc roared mindlessly. A number of heads turned, aquiline and otherwise. They stared in shock and awe as he smashed through three mountains on his way. For the Emperor indeed.

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Time: 7:18 P.M. 10 days 18 hours 18 minutes since savior spell
Location: Canterlot balcony
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Havoc landed with a thud. Many of his soldiers were asleep, in fact less than a tenth of his armies remnants were still awake. He’d lost, he guessed, around fifty percent of his original numbers. This was crippling for him, not so for his home nation. They could hardly care less, just recruit some underaged soldiers and take from the outer wastes and they’re back to full strength. He was hoping to recruit the freed breeding slaves.

“Havoc?” Luna asked.

“Yes princess, heeeh...” Havoc responded breathlessly.

“You should learn to control your reactions better. You smashed through twelve mountain tops before we got here. I’m just glad we didn’t need to go around Mount Olympus to get to Sparta or you would have destroyed Canterlot and the ancestral home of the alicorns in on go.”

“Alicorns... heeh... live here?”

“Up on the top of the mountain and also inside it.”

“I... heh... am guessing that the way inside is also at the top of the mountain...”

“Correct.”

“You built your city rather... heh... close to... hah... home don’t you think?”

“It was a good idea. The ponies had come and were still in turmoil and where better to put the city than directly under the watchful eyes of our father and his herd?”

“Your father was the only male before he had a son wasn’t he?”

“Indeed Havoc. He was the only male for a very long time. It hurt him deeply to cast out his only son. He was hoping we’d give him purebreed grandchildren.”

“With your brother huh... hah... well that makes sense. Not like your father would touch you right?”

“Right.”

“Does he know about me?”

“Of course, he gave us warning when you arrived on our world. Surely he watches you with great expectation. I began to suspect his involvement when you told me Celestia was urging for us to procreate.”

“She a daddies girl then?”

“Big time,” Luna said with a smile, “She was the one to push for peace with our wayward brother. She fought a dragon just to make father happy. She and our little brother were always going at it before he displeased our father so. She was always trying for offspring to make father proud of her. When brother left, bloodied and torn she tried her best to comfort father. She went too far in her efforts and they had a falling out, to this day she has been seeking comfort in our subjects.”

“Wow...”

“You remind her of him.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Though you are a good deal larger than father your coat is the same color. You are quick to smile as he was and have a penchant for violence even greater than his. His mane and tail were larger but flowed similarly to yours. His eyes glowed like yours when he was happy though they glowed white.”

“What else can you tell me about him?”

“Well he was smaller than us, small as a royal guard in fact. His mane was golden like sister’s sun and his teeth were a blinding white. He lacked pupils and iris alike, he never needed them. His eyes see all they face without needing to focus and not even magic can hide you from his impossibly white orbs. Your wings have one more finger each than his did. Father’s hooves are sharp and have three prongs extending from them like claws. Father’s horn was appropriately spiraled and strangely white, we believe that it may lack pigmentation as yours does which is rather unlike our little ponies. But I think the main thing is the magical power you hold. It is almost as mighty as father’s own. He would be proud of us for finding you.”

“High expectations.”

“The highest.”

Armored guards and ponies in doctors gear stepped out to drag the damaged army into the castle. Luna turned towards the former slaves and addressed them.

“Now then, free beings! I am gladdened by your devotion. However I cannot put most of you in my Lunar Legion, there are ancient laws in place that I must abide by.” The beings looked sad when they heard this but tried to put on a brave face.

“However there is another way.” The crowd brightened at this.

“Our Chosen Champion Havoc has his own army. He is unbiased and you have proven your mettle in my eyes. Therefore each of you has a place in the newly formed Night Blades Regiment of Havoc’s unnamed army!!” The crowd began to murmur excitedly.

“As members of the Chosen Champion’s army you answer to him and his very few superiors. As Night Blades you answer to him but primarily to me, a unique honor.”

The crowd answered this with their own form of applause. Stomping, clapping, and oddly enough rattling resounded across the balcony across Canterlot.

“Ave Deus Nox. Ave Nox.” Havoc said in a calm but loud voice.

“Ave Nox! Ave Nox, Ave Nox, Ave Nox...” The crowd echoed. There were a few dragons among them so this was quite impressive, for whatever reason a few had elected to stay. Gloom’s motivation was obvious as he intended to bring Havoc with him when he departed.

Havoc set the unconscious Gullfaxi on his back and the awake pair led the Night Blades into the castle, still chanting their new phrase. They were led to a quartermaster who began the important process of assigning rooms to the army that was now even bigger than before. Fortunately the many dead Nords and Canterlot’s size made this a great deal easier.

“Thank you for all your help Luna.” Havoc said tiredly.

“It was no problem Havoc, as you saw I benefited.” She replied.

“I’ll lead you to your room friend.” Celestia said out of nowhere.

“Okay.” Agreed Havoc his tired mind simply giving up on logic. He did notice a strange smell.

“Let me take your prize for you.” Luna said with a sigh, while normal ponies couldn’t even smell what she and Havoc did she knew the smell well. Celestia was in heat for some reason and better Havoc than her. Alicorn heat was not necessarily seasonal, it required a specific trigger. A potent combination of violence, temperature, emotion, magic, and light were necessary for them to go into heat. There were multiple combinations however a near surefire way was father’s magical blessing, the spell had that name because of the many positive effects it had besides putting alicorn mares into heat. When in heat their bodies are even more receptive to fertilization than usual, even normal ponies can easily impregnate them in such a state. The estrus also causes the development of the embryo to speed up dramatically.

“Okay, see you later Lulu!” Celestia said cheerfully. Luna grumbled under her breath as she walked away, glad for the layer of metal surrounding her. Back in the old days Celestia had gone after her from time to time while she was in estrus, every time had ended in a harrowing escape. She was also glad that it muffled her words so she could curse a little more loudly than usual. The little things count more when you add them up.

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“So how was your day?” Celestia asked Havoc brightly.

“It was okay. Painful, but okay.” He responded.

“That’s nice! I noticed you nailed Gullfaxi, think she’s pregnant? Wonderful job by the way, excellent form for such a desperate state.”

“Thanks. And yeah, pretty sure I’m gonna be a father after that.”

“Well that’s good to hear! My big strong stallion is making me so proud!”

“I guess so...”

“Also I’m sorry for earlier...” She said and she sounded genuinely saddened by her previous actions.

“What for?”

“I tried to take away Gullfaxi for my own selfish amusement, I shouldn’t have tried to make use of your harem like that. Will you ever forgive me for that lapse in judgement my special friend?”

“Sure I forgive you.”

“Yaaay!” She cried gleefully and gave Havoc a hug, she swished her tail in his face. This sent more pheromones into his nostrils to send a message to his brain: FILL MY BABY MAKING HOLE WITH YOUR SEX STICK.

“I take back what I said earlier.” She said warmly, after going from hug to wing hold in order to continue leading the alicorn berzerker.

“What?”

“Earlier I said, ‘none for you tonight.’ Well I take it back. And just to make it up to you I’ll do that special thing I mentioned and more.” She said enthusiastically.

“Great.” Havoc answered somewhat weakly, this sudden turnabout was freaking him out.

“However...” She said nervously, biting her lip as she paused.

“Yyyeeees...” Havoc said curiously.

“I... Have a request... A. Favor if you will, to ask for.”

“What would that be?”

“Will you...”, She ran her tail under his nose, “Add me to your harem?”She asked hesitantly.

“What?”

“Please! I’ll be the perfect mate! I’ll cook, I’ll shelter you, I’ll take you around the world whenever you like, and I’ll bear you many healthy children!” She pleaded.

“Why do you want me alone suddenly when you literally have an army of mates in your own harem?”

“I don’t know.”

“Works for me.”

“Yes!” She cried and hugged him yet again, “Lets start on those babies right now.” She said as she passed her mane over his mouth and nostrils.

As she pulled him along Havoc noticed an absence of guards and the hallway was somehow too quiet. The lights also seemed stronger, and they were neon white. Havoc saw a winged and horned shadow flicker where it had no right to be. They came to a stop just outside her door. She had removed her tail from his nose and was simply keeping it high to reveal to Havoc her open genitalia. She turned to him and grasped him with her forelegs and looked at him seriously.

“I want your babies. Mount me ‘till you can’t move, then I’ll flip you on your back and takeover.” She kissed him deeply and he tasted both her unique saliva and... her... cum. He saw her tail twitching. She released him and teleported them inside with a blue flash of her horn. She leaped onto the bed and spread her legs while facing away. Havoc carefully walked onto the bed and crawled up behind her, he lowered his muzzle and inhaled the scent of her marehood. She shoved it against his nose, surprising him. He heard her gasp and pulled the end of his face out.

“Please alpha! I need you inside me bad!” She begged. Havoc was getting creeped out, Celestia had always been strong and commanding. Now she begged? Whatever he would do as requested. Besides he liked being called alpha.

He stood behind her and pressed his penis against her stomach causing her to moan in relief. He repeated his first method of penetrating her and was soon deep inside her. Actually he felt... Deeper somehow. Almost like he wasn’t fully out last time. The grip was actually just a little tighter than the first time, and Celestia was much bigger than Gullfaxi so the spell from before hadn’t come back to affect him after it wore off when he finished with her. It was almost like he hadn’t been fully out the first time he was with Celestia. Once more whatever, better penetration.

He pulled out most of his length before quickly sliding all way back in. Celestia sure was reactive, she let out a low cry when he did that. She felt hotter than last time too, much hotter. Like burning hot, if he wasn’t whatever he was he was sure he’d be in pain. He continued at his slowly increasing pace. It wasn’t enough.

“Harder alpha, harder!” Celestia cried. Havoc began slamming himself against her and she returned to her cries of ecstasy. He felt her slick warmth gripping him and... pushing him? He’d figure it out later, this felt awesome. He was pounding his crotch against hers when he felt her liquid spraying against him. She screamed when she came and caught Havoc off guard. She turned her face to him and her cheeks were red and her eyes were dilated with lust. She brought her head towards his and opened her mouth. Havoc didn’t pause as he met her and her tongue was quite skilled as it massaged his. He was surprised at how good he was, wrapping her tongue and flexing against the inside of her mouth as he continued slamming his crotch against hers. He closed his eyes and focused his body. Havoc kept going and soon felt another orgasm on her end.

She screamed into his mouth and Havoc found he liked the taste of her breath and the feel of her scream as it vibrated down his throat. He felt even more liquid spill against him and she began bucking her hips against him. Havoc kept going though he was a little more careful, he didn’t want to slide out. He kept up his pace and felt the familiar sensation of being close to arrival. So did Celestia as she increased her tongues strength and her hips bucking against him. Havoc shot his thick liquid warmth into her and she shuddered in reaction, followed by releasing her own. Havoc pressed himself against her, trying to force himself as deeply in as possible. Celestia in turn pressed her hips against him.

“Want to change to another position love?” She gasped after disengaging from his mouth.

“Sure.” He said after taking a breath. Celestia disengaged and flipped onto her back, she raised her hips into the air and spread her legs and wings for balance. Havoc stood over her and entered her never loosening hole eagerly. He grasped her hips with his wings and pulled them against him. He began thrusting with his hips and moving her with his wings. And she was grateful.

“Yes alpha, yes! Fill my tiny slit with your mighty cock!” Havoc had no idea why she’d ask for a chicken but decided it was just crazy talk from an overly horny mare. He continued the odd sex, sliding into her time and time again. He looked down at her and saw her mouth was open, her tongue hanging out a little, her hair plastered to her where it wasn’t splayed on the bed, her body was sweating profusely but it was turning to sweat within seconds of emerging. He felt more aroused looking at her and increased the speed and strength with which he pulled her against him. She moaned loudly and her head fell back as her legs twitched and her eyes rolled back. She sprayed liquid against and around him and it dripped down, steaming away against her and soaking the bed. Suddenly she clamped her thighs around him when he was deeply in.lt her wall carressing him.

It was like countless fingers, no tentacles moving against his penis. He began to shudder with this new sensation. Soon he shot his load into her and she reacted with another orgasm of her own.

“Please... let go of me.” She said while looking at him with pleading eyes. He hesitated as he released her and she looked like she was going to cry. He set her legs gently against the bed. She sprang up and rubbed along his legs. She came out from under him and presented her open vagina. He moved to press his member into her.

“No! Not that, your tongue. Press your mouth against it.” She said, Havoc hesitated. She looked at him in confusion before getting an idea.

“Oh I see what you mean!” She said and rushed back under him. He felt something grip his penis and it was pointed at a different angle than it usually went. He soon felt Celestia’s mouth sucking his tip. Her tongue stroked it inside her mouth. He looked down and was almost disturbed. He’d seen babies nursing at their giant parents and from his angle it looked like a foal was going at him. Almost being the operative word as he swung his head back up and smiled. He felt heat as she quickly worked at him, licking, sucking, and biting gently. He shot his seed into her open mouth and she swallowed it all. He smiled harder.

“Umm, please return the favor...” She asked and he looked at her underneath him, she looked back with seemingly innocent eyes that just begged him to do her bidding. He wing shrugged and pressed him mouth against her crotch and began to tongue her insides. To his delight she resumed her suckling at his penis. He wasn’t licking at her insides long before a stream of fluid was released into his mouth, it tasted different from usual. There was more of that nameless flavor, and something new. It tasted like metal, he also tasted of that strangely good flavor gems had. After he shot another load into her mouth he asked celestia a question.

“Why does your cum taste different.”

“My cum tastes different when I’m in heat. It generally tastes different for all this difference is greater than and distinct from regular mares.” She answered helpfully. She resumed sucking without asking him to do the same he raised his head and enjoyed it. When he came it felt different, like she wasn’t sucking him. Rather she was just licking the slit at the very tip.

She moved from under him and her face and neck were splattered with semen this for some reason aroused him. She smiled at him and he felt more aroused when he saw the slight amount of cum on her teeth. She rubbed her body against his left foreleg. He felt almost painfully erect.

“Havoc?” She asked.

“Celestia?”

“Want to go in through the window rather than the main gate?”

“What does that mean?”

“Do you want to fuck me in my butt?”

“Umm... Is that a good thing?”

“Yes Havoc, yes it is. Many boyfriends try for a very long time for their girlfriends to let them go there. It’s a prize because of how hard it is to get it and how much tighter it is than the place that’s designed to be penetrated.”

“I guess that’s okay.”

“Mmm, you won’t regret this my prince.” She said before turning away and maneuvering her way underneath him. Then she rushed out and stepped onto the carpeting. She tested it with her hooves while Havoc watched.

“Come off their Havoc mate. Lets do it here, where there’s more support.”

Havoc silently moved off the bed and got behind her.

“Place your forelegs on my shoulders to position yourself.” Celestia said. Havoc did so despite the slight grimace she made when he place his weight on her. He pushed his penis against her tail and enjoyed the odd movement for a moment before moving out and down to her rear. He stopped against the tiny hole and wondered if he would even fit. Celestia pushed him by pressing backwards, he didn’t penetrate mostly. Just past the hole at his tip in fact, but it did encourage him. He pushed slowly against her, forcing his way into her body.

“Nng!” Celestia grunted painfully as he got more of himself in her. Havoc looked at her in concern but she urged him on with a pained smile. He continued forcing himself in until roughly a tenth was inside.

“Don’t stop.” Celestia said through gritted teeth. Havoc kept pushing in response. He made it halfway and she finally screamed in pain. Havoc almost pulled out but she looked at him with her pain filled eyes and in addition to pain they were filled with desperation. He kept pushing, she hadn’t lied. From the beginning it had felt wonderful, he wasn’t sure if he’d make it fully in before ejaculating. He felt liquid on it as he pushed, he hoped he hadn’t penetrated her intestines. He looked at his penis and saw blood running down it, he felt no pain so it was surely hers. He looked at her in confusion and the same desperation greeted him. He managed to push fully in before quivering and shooting cum into her. He remembered training, this was an enema of sperm for her.

“Oooooowww...” She moaned when he stopped cumming.

“Should I pull out?”

“No, ow... just fuck me in the barnhouse window already.”

“As you wish.” Havoc said and began pulling out before pushing back in, it looked excruciating for her despite the lubrication of blood and cum. He began to hump with more force despite himself. She screamed as he built up speed, this hurt her but for some reason he didn’t care. He pushed fully inside suddenly and shot his potential into her. He resumed his thrusting until he reached his usual speed. She was crying, he could hear it, feel it, and see it. He shot another load into her. Her forelegs fell from under her and he removed his hooves from her shoulders and grabbed her with his wings to steady her. He kept pushing into the incredible tightness and soon released into her again, this time he pulled almost out before shooting in. He saw her eyes widen at this new sensation, he had missed it when he first came in that hole. He pulled her up by her shoulders and held her up beneath him. She looked into his eyes with her own wide ones. He responded by shoving into to her and her pupils shrank as she screamed again.

After a short while he felt his fluids leaking from the overstuffed hole. Her cries of pain and sobs turned to moans and screams of pleasure.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!” She cried out. Obviously there was something different about alicorns for her to not be getting any looser despite him literally tearing her apart inside. He soon felt her very frequent ejaculations soaking the floor as he continued to make use of this new found hole. At some point they fell and he was just ramming her from behind in an odd squatting position. He paused after yet another arrival and she squirmed beneath him. He screwed her one more time before releasing her and spraying her butt with his seed. He smiled as he looked at her. Her rear end was covered in semen and sperm leaked from her butthole. He didn’t know why this made him happy only that he felt strange, almost like he’d been drugged. He was surprised when he was launched onto the bed on his back. He was still hard.

“She jumped on him and her open vagina landed right over his penis, his full length penetrated her.It felt like he was on the verge of penetrating her uterus. And she rode him hard regardless. When they ejaculated they did so simultaneously, like they’d been aligned together. She lifted off and switched holes and he penetrated just as deeply. She rode him, fluid leaking from her to mess up the bed and Havoc’s body alike. Another ejaculation. She switched back to her vagina and they fucked for a long time without another switch. Eventually she rolled off on her side and lay there in exhaustion.

Havoc put a hind leg over her and pushed himself in. He penetrated her vagina and listened to her gasps as he mated with her from the side. He eventually released into her and just held himself inside. He felt her inside massage his phallus until he ejaculated and he paused before pulling out. She made a strangled cry of dismay as he did. He put in the other way and she moaned in delight He tightened his legs grasp and resumed his sideways humping. When he ejaculated he gripped her tightly against him and it went deep inside her. He simply held her as she clenched until he came again and they fell asleep.

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Time: 5:32 A.M. 11 days 5 hours 32 minutes since savior spell
Location: Canterlot castle, Celestia bedchambers
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Celestia opened her eyes. She saw the horrible mess and was glad for magic yet again. A spell took care of the mess around and mostly on her. She felt Havoc’s leg on her and smiled warmly at the memory, she had given him had not given up in a long time. She now remembered why she had liked it so much the first time. She removed his leg with her magic and pulled off and was surprised at his hardness. She smiled and flipped him to enjoy a little wake up sex. His body reacted to her presence on him by pushing up against as he attempted to reproduce in his sleep. She enjoyed the clumsy actions and returned with her own skilled ones and soon came to a climax, they were still aligned so he came with her. She still felt the feverish heat of estrus and removed herself from atop him. She lay on his right leg and soon his left leg gripped her. He pushed blindly and while achieving penetration, missed her sex.

Smiled and pressed against him, accepting the meat rod into her most private orifice. He gently moved inside her, though it hurt just as much as the first time she could handle the pain. The pleasure was worth it. Besides it enhanced the pleasure with the additional stimulus.

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Havoc woke up, his eyes opened and he saw Celestia smiling and heard her soft moans. He was in her still. His legs gripped her, both rather than the one he’d fallen asleep using. He rubbed his lower jaw against her horn and she gasped as the barely feeling organ was touched. He began thrusting against her to her delight. He lazily thrusted until they came. He looked at her and she rubbed her head against the base of his neck. He felt a feeling in his horn. It hurt, it felt like pressure was building. He gritted his teeth and nearly cut himself as the painful pressure built. He soon felt pain in his genitals, his internal ones as well as his penis and he pulled out.

He let out a pained groan as he felt himself splitting. His eyes closed to focus on the darkness in his head. He didn’t know what he felt. Eventually the pain faded and he felt something on his penis. Celestia’s mouth engulfed as much as it could. Then he felt her hooves on his penis as well. But it felt... Different somehow. He opened his eyes to see her licking the his phallus, her hooves stroked at... another one? She cleaned both thoroughly. Then she kissed a tip and it shot sperm on her, she lightly suced the other and it shot a stream into her mouth. Weird.

She rolled onto her side and looked at him expectantly. He tentatively turned to face her. He pushed his lower region against her and both missed, he tested for muscles for him guide them and they moved. He pressed against her and carefully pointed them towards Celestia’s openings. When they were both in he sighed as the new sensations warmed him. If this was a male alicorn/ alicorn dragon thing he wondered why there weren’t more. He gripped her with his knees as he pushed in and sprayed her insides, he was not alone in ejaculation as Celestia released also. His body had been adjusted to match her needs apparently, possibly her pace as well. For a while it was uncontrolled release as he tested himself on her willing body.

After a time he learned control. This odd biological feature allowed him to focus his release through either phallus. The sensation sent signals to both so even if one wasn’t penetrating he could use it for release. He theorized that if he wanted he could cum until his body ran out of ingredients to make his sperm. When they were done he ed by her releasing into her vagina from pleasure in both organs. After a little of this she pulled off and he released his grip. She rubbed one with her hooves and sucked the other and a telekinetic signal told him she wanted it in her mouth, so he released into her mouth and she drank it.

“Well I’m full, so let’s get you something to eat hmm?” She asked with a grin.

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Havoc nodded in agreement and waited to retract before rolling off the bed which was cleaned in an instant with a spell. So was Celestia. He found himself clean as a rush of warm magic coated him. He waited for Celestia to open the door, there were magical locks and traps built into it that he sensed and knew better than to mess with. He ducked his head as he exited, lest his horn scrape the top of the doorway. Once he was fully in the hall Celestia exited and sidled up to him. Rubbing her flank along his legs and rubbing her on the side of his chest. The hall was still oddly empty. They made their way to the kitchen after greeting a lightly armored Luna.

She had an odd gas mask on her head. It had a singular clear visor that provided vision as far as her eyes allowed. The mask was made of the same metal as her armor and it covered her head. There were three filters on it, one in front of her mouth and one to either side.The mask connected to a green suit that covered most of her. Her wings stuck out and were covered by a grey plastic like material as were her tail and mane. Her hooves were covered by black boots, how they worked shaped as they were was beyond Havoc. Plates of the same metal as her armor covered strategic positions over the suit.

“Hello Havoc, hello sister. You are fertilized I trust.”

“Yes sister! Father will be so proud! Maybe he’ll tell me he loves me again.” She said as she nuzzled her sister’s armored head.

Havoc thought it was odd that she cared for her father’s love to such an extent but then again he hated his father just for his part in bringing him into the world. He understood that he had no applicable comparison. As such left it alone. He did have a nagging question in mind.

“Hey Celestia, what caused the falling out between you and your father?” Havoc asked.

“I tried to do something for him that you are too large for.” She said as she resumed rubbing the side of her head against his chest.

“Which would be?” Havoc didn’t know what it was.

“I tried to suck his dick my dear.”

“You... With your father... That... That explains it. That kinda thing happens all the time on my world but here... That blindsided me.”

“My father, being the wonderful stallion he is, wouldn’t let me and became enraged that I had tried. I just wanted to make him feel good and it worked for little brother when I did it. I also knew it worked when father’s mates did it, I’d seen them do it. I didn’t see the problem at the time. After all it’s not like I was trying to mate with him, yet he chastised me and banished me from home. He threatened to disown me if I ever came back, and he would see me if I tried.”

“I think I understand.”

“Indeed, it took me much longer. I became very depressed for a long time, however eventually I understood. I think I would react similarly if one of my children tried to do the same, trying to comfort me or not.”

“And to think I thought you destroyed a civilization or something.”

“He would have chastised me but the punishment would not be so severe. He has outlasted many mortal civilizations and shall continue to do so.”

“Let us not tarry, Havoc you are surely hungry.” Luna said breaking the reminiscing. Havoc stomach agreed.

When they arrived at the kitchen Havoc sat down and looked at the wonders around him. Things he had never even imagined surrounded him, then again if it wasn’t related to killing he probably would not imagine it. He didn’t recognize over a third of what he saw.

“And now to make good on my promise!” Celestia said happily. She started grabbing ingredients from around the room. Eggs, green leaves, an odd yellow circle with veins of blue running through it, something red with green leaves, a bottle of yellow stuff, and several cans and bottles with labels he could not read and more. He saw her walk up to a metal object that resembled a stove and she pulled several pots and pans closer, she also grabbed a few skillets, spoons, and knives. Havoc watched as she worked. Specks fell from the bottles and this confused him, why shake oddly colorful specks onto food?

Liquid and plant matter fell from the open cans and this he understood, cans are used for storage. She at times flipped the ingredients in the pans and stirred the stuff in the pots. She was busily chopping carrots, green leafy stalks, red things with green leaves, and such with the knives. When all was done several minutes later she placed the cooked meals on numerous white dinner plates. She placed a few forks and knives on some of the plates and led Havoc out. Luna had since started making her own food.

They arrived in the dining room and sat down at the main table. Celestia watched eagerly as Havoc took a bite of an omelet. He savored it, slicing the egg with his tongue after dropping it into his mouth with the fork.

“Well...” She asked, eager for his opinion.

“This is delicious. This is better than anything I’ve eaten from my homeworld. Thank you Celestia.”

“All for you my precious.” She said and her eyelids lowered.

“You gonna eat?” Havoc asked.

“No I’m quite full. I’ll just watch you eat instead.”

“Alright, but I still think you’re missing out.”

“You taste better than anything else cooked or not. In fact after you’re done I think I’ll have a snack, something to keep me until next time.”

“Thank you Celestia! I was afraid you’d be scared by me saying it but you taste wonderful as well.”

“Mmm...” She responded. Havoc ate the rest of the meal in silence, there was nothing that needed saying. When he was done Celestia went under the table and had her snack. After that they went into the throne room which was occupied by guards in armor similar to Luna’s. Their metal plating however was not meteor metal. It was gold for the royal guards and fire blackened steel for the E.N.G. soldiers. The armor also had three dark box like projections sticking out of the sides and back of the chest plate, these connected to the mask through four transparent grey tubes. The middle box had two while the side boxes had one, the suits were slightly bulkier as well, like they had excess air in them A few alicorns stood in a circle in the middle of the room.

“Why are most of those equines wearing biohazard armor?” Havoc asked Celestia.

“Because current conditions in this region of the castle are unsurvivable to non alicorns.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well there’s a lot of solar radiation, the area is incredibly hot by equine standards, there air is low in oxygen and loaded with things that are toxic to equines, and if some of the magic in the air gets into their suits they will die painfully.”

“Why is this place suddenly so deadly?”

“Specific combinations of environmental factors are required for alicorn mares to go into heat, this is one of them.”

“How did this happen?”

“This is father’s handiwork. I view this as a sign of his favor.” She finished as they went itno the middle of the alicorn circle.

“Then they are alicorns.”

“Indeed we are.” Said a dark green female with pale yellow hair. Her mane flowed but was not ethereal like Luna’s or Celestia’s

“Then how are you not in heat?” Havoc asked.

“We are protected from the magical aspect. Without it there is no estrus. The different factors must all be present lest they are rendered null.” A silver mare with red hair answered.

“Good to know.”

“You should know that you are also being affected, though to a lessened degree.” Informed a lava red female with dark grey hair.

“Also good to know. That partly explains the internal warmth I’m feeling. It also explains my urge to pounce on you all.”

The eighteen females simultaneously frowned.

“Do not insult us male, you are surrounded by eighteen of the most beautiful mares in existence. We are all members of The Original Forty, come to judge you by Rex’s will.” They said simultaneously.

“Original forty?” Havoc said in a confused voice.

“The original forty alicorn females. We were found by Rex in an age long past. While the pegacorns died of old age we survived until only forty remained. Thus the order of The Original Forty.”

“What do you do?”

“We are Rex’s mates, his personal herd and the mothers of his children. We are also his agents in the world at large, enforcers of his will who are feared by all.”

“Cool.”

“We are here to test your worthiness of Rex’s daughters.”

“I think I’ve made a pretty good impression on Celestia and Luna already. I’ve slain armies and bested legends.”

“Conquering the Hominis kingdom, repelling an army of Nords, and conquering Boreas with Luna and an army are not enough. And we are not referring to the highborn of his children. We are referring to the other unmated.”

“The unmated?” Havoc asked he noticed Celestia had been quiet the whole time and was looking around fondly.

“We speak of the three hundred and fifty eight unspoken for daughters of Rex and The Forty.”

“Three hundred and fifty eight...” Havoc murmured feeling faint.

“Yes three hundred and fifty eight. There are more but they are all mated to mortals.”

“I can’t satisfy so many, the emperor of my homeland only had twenty three and that was past what most men could handle! And they were mostly trained soldiers!”

“Regardless you shall have four hundred and like it.”

“How... What do you mean by that?”

“If you do not accept them all then you will be chained and forced to serve as the king’s royal stud. As such you will lose all your rights as a sapient and will service his daughters as he, they, and us of The Forty decree.”

“Why would you do that?”

“As a male alicorn of unrelated blood you are too valuable to let go to waste.”

“Are the others attractive at least? Celestia and Luna obviously are.”

“Three hundred and fifty eight are considered to be of equal beauty to the highborn. The other forty are as yet unborn.”

Havoc looked at them in confusion before realising what that meant.

“Why are you all pregnant?”

“Rex has been watching you with interest slayer. Ever since you flew from Canterlot pulling the armored chariot Rex has been silently observing you. He is pleased with what he has seen. Excellent combat skill, adequate libido, clear ability to follow orders, subpar social skills but clear willingness and capability to improve, capability to consume things which should kill you, latent cannibalistic urges towards lesser equines are acceptable as you express them only in the heat of battle, vast power production and storage capability, and the control ring on your horn makes you an easily controlled tool should he need something of you. He intends to remove the mind altering attribute from it. When he confirmed that you would be worthy he summoned the forty and put us all in heat.”

Havoc’s jaw hung loose and he took the time to close it before asking, “When did that last part happen? I’ve only been active for a few days so how did he load forty mares guns in such a small window of time? ”

“We assume your idiom refers to our fertilization. It was easy, he started yesterday at midday and finished this morning.”

Havoc was awed, that was over ten hours straight if heard correctly.

“And what of the highborn mothers?” Celestia asked.

“You are in His favor once more. Do not make the mistake of thinking you are completely free however. You shall be under surveillance until He is fully certain you are to be trusted without question. There are few things he asks of you Highborn, do not fail him again. He cannot take more anguish in his delicate state, he has not fully recovered from your previous breach.” The eighteen mares answered simultaneously.

Celestia bowed low before saying, “Thank you mothers, and thank you father. I shall not betray your trust again, I have learned my lesson.”

“We hope you prove this to be true Celestia, first of the highborn.”

“What do you mean highborn?”

“When the ponies ceased their maintenance of the cycle and He was beset by Discord most of His children were caught up in the great war between the two powers. Celestia and Luna were the strongest aside from Rex himself, in addition they helped to create the elements of harmony. They were the two who successfully used the elements and after defeating the ultimate draconequus they seized control of the cycle. For their achievements they were granted the title of highborn and given status on par with the forty.”

“Well what exactly is my test?”

“You are to pass five trials to prove your worth to Rex. The first is the single hoofed conquest of eight nations. You have already conquered one so it is now seven. The second is to bring Rex seven golden fruit of the Tree of Ages. The third is the taming of an Ancient Leviathan. The fourth is to slay an Elder Dragon. The fifth and final task is to kill three Ursa Majors, bring them to Rex at the top of Mount Olympus, and weave their fur into tributes to him and the highborn. They had best be good tributes.”

“Haaah... And it was such a good morning too...” Said Havoc as he began to walk out of the circle of alicorns. Who moved to block his path.

“Should you accept you should know that we are to tempt, block, and torment you whenever possible. We are allowed to use any means available. If you accomplish trials set before you you will soon be sent forth to retrieve other champions from your former species among others. Do you accept?”

“Yes, was there ever really any question possible regarding my choice?”

“We are aware that some males would gladly become a sex slave for the king’s daughters. You should be aware that when numerous alicorn females are in heat they can easily overpower and trap males who have no means of blocking their scent or reproductive organs. We are going to stop shielding ourselves in eight seconds.”

Havoc’s eyes widened and he lunged over and out of the circle, flapping his wings as strongly as he could to get out of range. He knocked guards aside with the wind from his flight as the females chased him through the castle that was currently set up to provide perfect conditions for alicorns to enter estrus. He flew out of the balcony to find the same conditions over the city and surrounding the mountain as he flew in panic.

Authors notes: I have no idea why I come up with this evil... The only reason I write it is because if I don't it starts to take up space needed for other more vital stuff. Thank you for checking the author's notes. I ask your forgiveness.