I woke with a yawn, feeling more rested than I had in a long while, being able to drop my guard like that was definitely something I needed to do more, it was a shame I could only let that happen around Changelings.

I shifted and heard a grumble next to me. The hell? I opened my eyes and looked around. There had to be at least thirty Changelings on my bed, all cuddling each other and me. I silenced a laugh and lay back down. I might as well enjoy it while it lasts.

“Sleep well?” A voice whispered in my ear. I twitched before looking over my shoulder.

“Wisp.” I smiled. She was draped over my pillows and was using my shoulder as a pillow. “How long has this…?”

“No idea.” She gave a tired shrug. “There were about ten in here when I looked in.” She pouted, “You all looked so cute and comfy! I couldn't help joining!”

I chuckled, shaking my head, "You want to help me get up?"

She smirked, "I don't know, you look cute like this."

"Funny."

"Alright, buzzkill." She lit up her horn and blinked us off the bed. The best I could describe it as was a short range teleport limited to where you could see.

"Thanks." I said, getting dressed. For some reason my jacket was underneath a Changeling. After I finished I turned back to Wisp. Had she been watching me dress?

She looked shocked, "You...have so many scars..."

Huh? "Yeah, it's part of battle, if you manage to avoid getting hurt in battle you're either, really lucky, a coward, or stupidly powerful."

"I...I see." She shook her head, "I'm sorry, I just wasn't expecting that."

"Come on." I led her out of the room. "Let me guess, you were expecting a godlike physique, unmarred by battle?"

"Um...yes?" She said sheepishly.

"Eh, life ain't that easy." I waved her off as I looked for the kitchen. What? I was hungry!

"I see. Well, I should have expected as much." She gave me a smile, "Come, let's get some food in us."

"Agreed." I smiled, "But first..."

I started to exercise, some press-ups, sit-ups and crunches. Nothing too extreme, I didn't want to bulk up, just stay in shape. I could tell Wisp was watching me as she cooked our food. I'd already been exercising...what about an hour? As I saw Wisp coming back with our food I stood and wiped the sweat from my head. "Well, that should about do for today." I muttered, approaching Wisp and taking my plate from her.

"Hope you like chicken."

"Hell yeah." As I sat down I began eating like I hadn't had a decent meal in weeks. Well, I hadn't, so fuck manners.

"So, Blood, what's your plan now?" Wisp asked as I finished up the chicken.

I wiped my mouth with a napkin, "Right now? I take a load off and relax. I need some peace for once. Maybe in a few days I'll set off again, if that's okay with you, of course."

She smiled, "Of course it's fine. I was just hoping you'd stay for two more weeks."

Two weeks? "Well, I certainly won't say no to that!" I chuckled. "Hey, I don't suppose you have somewhere I can wash my clothes? They're getting kind of sticky."

"We sure do. You all finished?"

I stood up, "Sure am."

She smiled and led me out of the room, as we walked we started some small talk about the state of things. We all too quickly arrived at the washing room. It was smaller than the other rooms, without being cramped. There were tubs of water lined up against the walls and a large, backless bench in the center of the room, along with magazines, newspapers and pens. I grabbed a newspaper and strategically held it over my crotch as I undressed and dumped my clothes in one of the baskets.

Wisp just smirked at me after I saw her taking a look at my arse. Hey, she can look all she wants, but no touching. "Just let me start it up." What? She cast some sort of spell on the tub and the water and my clothes began swirling around. Huh, so it's kind of like a magic washing machine? "I'll see you again in about an hour." She said, leaving, trying to take another look at my butt.

I sighed and shook my head with a smile and sat down on the bench, making sure to keep holding the newspaper over my crotch while I was reading it, and by reading I meant looking at the puzzles. I will beat the hard Sudoku puzzle for once! I was so engrossed in the defeat of my enemy that I didn't even realise that a Changeling had made for way in and was watching me with bemusement.

"What?" I asked when I finally noticed her.

She chuckled, "Nothing, nothing. You just seem really into that thing."

"Yeah, well I've never beat a hard Sudoku before. I think it's about time I do."

An hour passed in relative peace, and as the timer ended I defeated my opponent with a last flourish of my pen. As I stood to retrieve my clothes, keeping my crotch cover by the newspaper, I heard something behind me, “By Blood’s toned rear!” The Changeling gasped, "Blood's toned rear!"

I turned to her, “Excuse me?”

“Uh, I mean...Hey...lover…?” She tried for a cute smile and failed.

“Yeah, no, you're not getting away that easy.” I quickly grabbed my underwear and jeans and pulled them on before turning to her. "What the hell did you say?"

"Uh..." She gulped, "B...By Blood's toned rear...?"

I simply facepalmed. "Oh, for the love of...Where did that come from?!" I sighed, "Let me guess. Queen Chirp?"

She gave a nervous smile, "Queen Chirp."

I shook my head, "Look. I'm not mad at you. Just...surprised. Just...forget it." I quickly pulled on my black t-shirt before grabbing the rest of my things and leaving, wanting to get away from the awkward situation, putting on the rest of my clothes as I went.

I wandered about the place for a bit before returning to my room, thankfully now empty, and grabbed Roxy, my sword and my small sack. I slipped the sword inside my sack and slid Roxy onto my back where the magics in her locked her into place. With that I decided that I'd try and find Wisp. I made my way back to the centre of the Hive and approached the throne room when the doors burst open and Wisp tumbled out, accompanied by a beastial roar.

"Yeah?! Well I expect sex to last longer than five seconds, you fucking twat!" She yelled before shaking her head. "Oh, hey, Blood." She said when she noticed me.

I blinked. "I...do I even want to know?"

She shrugged, "The dragon in there was bragging about being great at sex, he almost had me in bed with him when he mentioned that his definition of great was five seconds." She turned to the doors again, "FUCKING CUNT!"

I just stared, "Okay then." Yep, this place was crazier than Ponyville. I blame the ongoing party. "You free?"

"One moment." She turned away from me. "GET THAT USELESS LAY OF A DRAGON OUT OF MY HIVE!" She roared. She faced me with a smug grin, "I'm good."

I shook my head, "Right. Anyway I think we should get the Life Oath done."

"Are you sure?"

I smirked, "Aw, concerned for me?"

She wacked me in the shoulder, "Shut up." She walked off and led me back to the dining/bar area.

I ignored the looks of the rest of the Changelings and pulled down the sleeve of my left arm and held up out towards Wisp. "I swear by the ancient spirits of life and death that I will protect the Changelings to the best of my ability, without conflicting with other oaths or my own sense of morality." I grimaced as my arm flared up in pain for a moment before settling. "Done."

"That's...it?" Wisp didn't sound impressed. "A little anticlimactic isn't it?"

I rolled my eyes, "What? You'd prefer a geyser of blood reaching to the heavens? Not everything needs a flashy light show." I pulled down my sleeve and grinned, "I think I'll stick around here for a bit."

She gave me a concerned look, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just want to relax, and I like the atmosphere here."

She nodded, "Very well, I'll see you later." She left the room and I rested my head on the table.

Not five minutes later there was a thud. With a sigh I looked up and saw a ring spinning in front of my face, a red emblem of two stylised birds locking talons on it. I shook my head and picked it up.

"To all those who would defend the innocent against all threats, my name is Hawke, and if you follow in my goals I extend a hand in peace, yet if you are a monster who would destroy the lives of those who would live peaceful lives, know that if you call upon me I will destroy you. This is my message to all of you."

I stood up and walked to a more open space as one of the last Changelings left the room, only one or two others still staying behind, before flipping the ring into the air, "I summon you, warrior of peace!"

As the ring hit the ground a dark haired woman covered in a suit of armour appeared before me in a purple glow along with a white unicorn, the only colour on the woman was a simple red piece of fabric around her chest and a simple red line of war paint across her nose. Her sword a well made thing and her shield a brutal looking thing, metal with bladed edges.

She blinked before flashing me a smile, "Hey. The name's Hawke, this is Golden Scribe." I looked over at him and instantly dismissed any fighting capabilities he might have.

"Hey, name's Blood. How are you?" I said cordially.

She gripped her sword, "Blood? You're not a Blood Mage are you?"

I shook my head, "Don't worry, I don't have any magic, it's just a name."

She smiled and looked more relaxed. One of the Changelings in the room suddenly let out a loud belch as he passed me. She scowled as she saw the Changeling, her grip on her sword tightening, "Is that a Changeling?" The Changeling froze at the hostility in her voice.

I subtly grabbed onto Roxy's grip while I spoke, "Yep. That a problem?" As she swung her sword I pulled out Roxy and blocked her, "The fuck you think you're doing?!" I snarled, kicking the Changeling into moving. At least he was safe.

"Changelings are monsters! I won't let these ones destroy Canterlot too!"

"Get. Fucked!" I growled, kicking her away. "CLEAR THE AREA! LOCK IT ALL DOWN!" I roared. All of the remaining Changelings in the room scattered through the various exits and moments later the doors slammed shut and the same translucent slime from the cells spread from the walls and sealed us in. Huh. So they actually had a lockdown in place.

"What did you do?!" She screeched.

I smirked, "Saved the lives of the innocent, you psycho bitch." She glared at me and screamed wordlessly, charging me.

As she thrust her sword at me I simply twisted my body and blade passed by harmlessly. I took the opportunity to step inside her guard as her shield was slightly off. I wrapped an arm around her blade wielding limb and delivered a brutal headbutt to her unprotected nose. I let go of her as she staggered back before I leapt back as she swung out with her shield, the serrated edges almost taking my head off. She thrust her sword for me again, I noticed that once again her shield was slightly out of the way, letting me once again letting me sweep into her space. This time I got under her left arm, keeping a careful eye on her shield I performed a hip throw on her, using her own momentum to more easily pull it off, letting go as she passed the apex of the throw and sending her crashing to the ground a few feet away.

She stared at me with a look of utter shock on her face. What? It is that surprising that I know some Jiu-jitsu?

She quickly scrambled back to her feet. "THE FUCK WAS THAT?!" She yelled.

I sneered, "The secret art of Fuck You."

"Asshole!" She spat, running for me again. This time she slashed at me and I blocked with Roxy. "How the fuck are you blocking with an axe?!"

"Because fuck you, bitch." I said, getting her angry. The more angry she was the more openings she'd leave.

She let out a roar, "STOP CALLING ME A BITCH!" Heh, someone's touchy.

"Whatever." I stopped with our blade lock and ducked as she overshot and stumbled past me and I punched her in the ear.

"FUCK!" She screamed. Turning to me she glared at me. Yep, she hates me now. "Stop that! Fight like a man! Fight with honour!"

I'd rather fight to live. Not that this could be considered a real fight. "Sure." I said as I backed over to the table. "But...one thing first." I grabbed a goblet and threw it at her head.

"FUCKING ASSHOLE!" She roared, rubbing her head.

"Die." I spat, throwing a chair at her.

As she raised her arms to defend herself I rushed forwards and threw Roxy at her. She managed to raise her shield in time to defend herself, Roxy sinking deep into the metal of the shield and getting stuck there. As she gave me a cocky grin I reached into my burlap sack and pulled out my new sword and held it in both hands before stepping up to her and parrying her strike. As she tried to bash me with her shield I quickly jumped back before letting go of the sword with my right hand, grabbed a dagger and stabbing her in the small gap at the elbow. As she let out a pained yell I threw my dagger into the bar and ripped the shield off her arm and retrieved Roxy. I jumped back and led her to the bar, every so often blocking with either Roxy or my sword. When I got close enough I jumped onto the bar and kicked a glass into her face. As she clutched her face I jumped down, returned my sword to its sack and punched her in the face. She gave a roar and swung at me.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" I roared. "The Changelings did nothing to you! Leave them be or leave this world!"

As we locked blades again she shrieked in my face, "CHANGELINGS ARE NOTHING BUT BRINGERS OF PAIN AND DESPAIR! I'LL WIPE THEM OUT HERE JUST LIKE I DID IN MY EQUESTRIA!" Wipe them out...? She...killed them all...?

My face slackened and I just stared into her eyes. Everything just...faded away. The Hive. Her companion. Her sword. I felt...hollow. "You killed them all?" I whispered.

"WHY ARE YOU DEFENDING THESE MONSTERS?! THEY'RE NO BETTER THAN ABOMINATIONS" She bellowed, blood running down her face. "I'LL KILL THEM ALL FOR WHAT THEY'VE DONE!"

"Don't you dare." I whispered, shaking. She wanted to kill them. To slaughter them where they stood. All the men, the women, the children! "Don't you fucking dare hurt them. I'll die before I let you." My entire body started shaking uncontrollably as I glared at her harder than I had in years. She would take away the only ones who accepted me for who I was! Those that took me in as family! The hollow feeling faded away, only to be replaced by blinding fury. "YOU DON'T GET TO TOUCH MY PEOPLE!" I roared, slamming my forehead into her nose, blood exploded outward.

As she stumbled away I rushed towards her and introduced Roxy's pommel into her eye. As she screamed I ducked beneath her wild swings and grabbed her sword wielding arm and promptly snapped it backwards, causing her to scream in agony as the same metal that had been protecting her cut deep into her flesh. I kicked her onto the ground, straddled her chest and began beating her face in. "HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT?! DO YOU LIKE IT?! YOU WEAK, PATHETIC, BITCH! I'LL MAKE SURE YOUR CORPSE IS FED TO DOGS LIKE YOU! YOU SICK BITCH!" I roared as her nose crumpled and I felt her skull vibrate with each blow of my blood covered fists. I punched her over and over until she finally stopped struggling. "Is that it?" I snarled as I stood. I spat at her broken form as she slowly sat up, "Is that all the twisted bitch has? I don't even want to know your real name, I doubt anyone in your world will even remember it, so why should I?"

She put her hand on the ground and started to get up, "I...I'll leave! Just stop it!" I kicked her in the face. As she fell to the ground I stomped on her face again. And again. And again.

"Fuck you. Prepare to die." I whispered lowly.

"P...pleesh..." She whimpered through her shattered teeth, "...mershy..."

"Mercy?" I asked before laughing. "You think you deserve mercy?!" I roared, "HOW MANY?! HOW MANY INNOCENTS DID YOU SLAUGHTER?! HOW MANY CHILDREN?! YOU DON'T EVEN REMEMBER, DO YOU?! THAT'S THE PROBLEM WITH LITTLE BITCHES LIKE YOU! YOU KILL AND KILL AND KILL AND YOU DON'T EVEN THINK OF WHO YOU'VE PUT DOWN! I FUCKING REMEMBER THEM! I'M A MONSTER AND I REMEMBER! YOU DON'T CARE! YOU BITCH!" I grabbed her and slammed her into a wall, "YOU FUCKING WHORE! YOU DON'T GET MERCY! I'M GOING TO CUT YOU INTO LITTLE PIECES!" I threw her back to the ground, "FUCK! YOU!" I stomped on her skull. And again. And again. And again. Everything went red.

When the haze finally lifted I looked down and found gore and blood covering my legs and my foot halfway into Hawke's face. I twisted my foot and ripped it free, blood and chunks of brain coming loose as I did. How long had I been stomping to do that?

I turned and saw that her pony companion was being restrained by a few Changelings. Guess that was why he hadn't interfered. "Leave. Go, fuck off." I growled.

The pony she brought with her stared at me in terror, "B...But...without Hawke...the Darkspawn will destroy our world!"

I glared at him before pointing Roxy at him, "I don't care. If your world can let the extinction of a species go unpunished then you deserve it."

"B...But they were-"

"LEAVE!" I bellowed.

He warped back to his world through a purple wormhole.

I glared at the Hawke's corpse for a good minute, the rage slowly fading away from me, before I fell to my knees and broke into tears. All those innocents lost. There was another world full of my people. And they're all dead. All the innocents...all the children.

And I was no better than her.

Author's Notes:

Yay, new chapter...I'm bad at these Author's Notes things...

Anyway, some of you may be wondering where the Jiu-jitsu thing came from. After all, he's never used it before and I must have just pulled it out of my arse, right?

Not really. The hip throw is one of the first moves throws taught and...well, you can't use Jiu-jitsu on ponies, it's for use against humans, the body structure would render it useless. And with Minotaurs...the weight difference, even with momentum would make it near impossible to use.

Also, he is not a black belt. He only knows a small handful of moves and they are very situational. He only used the hip throw because he saw an opening and went for it.

Also, this Displaced Hawke...my own creation. But this does mean that the story is ready for crossovers. And not just by Displaced. The Equestria Blood occupies is...I guess the right way of saying it would be to say its on a nexus. Any story with a human in it could hypothetically do a crossover.

Anyway, that's it for now. FoxWithAMask, signing off.