Once again, night has fallen on Equestria. Luna's moon, now controlled by King Dainn, glowed in the sky, issuing another day gone by. Across the country, every brain-washed males and caribou started to go home and fall asleep after a day of rape and pleasure. In the small town called Ponyville, everyone was asleep, save for a few stallions and caribou who decide to fuck their slaves before going to bed. A few lights were on, moans from mares being fucked by their masters filled the night air. A few shops that sell pet slaves closed their doors before going home to sleep. A stand that sell slaves, ran by two unicorns named Film and Flam, decided to pack up their stuff and go to some farmhouse on the outskirts of town, dragging the remain slaves with them. Everyone that is already asleep are dreaming of ways to torture their slaves for the next day.

I hope that they enjoy all of this, because it will be they're last.

After agreeing with Tirek to team up, we decided on what to do next. Of course, before we could do that, I had to tell Lyra and Bon Bon about this. So I returned back to the castle, slept until dawn and made breakfast with the things that I managed to grab back at Paradise. After we ate, I told them about last night, the powers that I had when I arrived here and my partnership with Tirek. They didn't take it as well as I hoped. Lyra was practically cowering under the bed while Bon Bon lost all color on her fur (which was weird.) I asked them what the matter was, and they told me that Tirek was evil, that he tried to take over Equestria by literally suck the magic out of everypony. He was defeated eventually, but the ponies now hate him and fear him for it. It took some time to convince them that he was no longer evil, but they managed to agree with what I was doing. Next, I opened the portal to Paradise and went to Kathutet to accept his proposal of becoming a Daedric Lord of the realm.

Before we could even begin planning for anything, I needed to train. Since I was new to the world and know little of magic, Tirek and Kathutet suggested that I train with them. For a while, I studied everything that they could teach me. Tirek and taught me everything there is to know about magic, and being taught magic. Kathutet taught me some basic rules of combat, like blocking with a shield, using a bow and arrow and other such things. He also taught me everything there is to know about the Daedric Princes.

Between the training I received, we all began planning on what we need to do. Apparently, there was a group of artifacts called the 'Elements of Harmony'. It is said that it was forged by Odin's hands and given to his daughters, Celestia and Luna. As the name suggests, the artifacts represents the very essence of harmony on this planet. Laugher. Loyalty. Generosity. Kindness. Honesty and Magic. These things are what shaped the country of Equestria and helped them stand against any dark creature that threatened they're very lives. If we use them against the caribou, it might help us drive them out of Equestria for good. Of course, there lays a problem. The Elements now lay asleep in the Tree of Harmony, and the only ones that can use them are the six mares that live in Ponyville, which is now occupied by the caribou.

A great plan, for sure.

Of course, Tirek and the mares don't know where they are since the occupation. If I had to take a guess, I'd say that they were sold to some masters and taken away, which means that we can't use the Elements. However, if someone in the town knows where they are, or if one of the mares are in town, then maybe all hope wasn't lost.

After four weeks of intense training and planning, we decided that it was time.

Me, Tirek and Kathutet were at the outskirts of Ponyville, right on the edge of the Everfree Forest. The darkness shrouded our position, hiding us until the time was right. Crickets can be heard some miles away; some fireflies flew around the entrance to the Everfree. Behind us were forty Dremora’s, mainly thirty or so Kynval, a few Officers and some Caitiff. All of them were all armored up in the armors similar to the ones in Skyrim. Honestly, I preferred that armor than the ones in Oblivion. Mainly because it looks cool. All of them were armed with weapons, ranging from maces to swords to shields and bows and arrows. A few of them had large battle axes and two-handed swords. Xucruroth was also here with us as well. He said something about wanting to inspect this world's magic by grabbing a few books on it.
We waited until everyone has gone to sleep, that included the guards that patrol the city.

"You seem nerves." Tirek said. Unlike everyone else, he didn't wear any armor. Though considering his size, I doubt any blade would pierce his muscles.

"I guess so” I fidgeted with my armor, trying to get comfortable. I was wearing the armor set that the Elves would wear in Skyrim, the golden material glistened in the moonlight. I made a request to outfit me in some armor that is not heavy, but can protect me from some weapons. The first thing that came to my mind was Elven Armor, mainly because it looked cool. I was actually surprised that the smiths in Paradise would make it for me, much less how they did it. The Elven armor was in the category of light armor, allow me with some movement and some stealth if the time is right. I couldn't wear any heavy armor yet, which was a bummer. Xucruroth had made a few enchantments on the light armor in case something happens. The first one is a fire resistance in case the use some fire spells and the other one had a shock resistance for the electric batons that some of them had. The third one had a shielding enchantment for the heavier weapons they had, but I doubt I would need it in this raid. If my guess. On my back was an Elven Shield and on my hip is an Elven War Axe, which again, I was surprised they actually made it. Anyone in my position would have chosen a sword, but I felt the axe would be more efficient for this raid. The shield itself looked like a wing un-flaring itself. Mehrunes Razor rested on left side of my hip.

He was right about one thing; I was nerves. This is my first time in an actual fight, just like the ones on T.V. That's not counting the group of caribou I killed with Mehrunes Razor. That fight seemed short and less bloodied compared to this.

"Just remember everything that we taught you and you'll do fine." Kathutet said next to me. He joined us in this raid because he was 'bored'.

I nodded. He was right; I had been training for this. It may have been long, but I can give it my best. It's not like we’re going to kill everyone, or 'everypony'. I plan to release the mares from the town, as well as some stallions who hadn't fallen under King Dainn's spell.
It may not have experience when it comes this whole 'saving the world from evil darkness while repelling the caribou out of Equestria' thing, but I sure as hell would try to fix this world.

I saw something moving from the rooftops racing towards our position. Once the shadows jumped down from the last building, they approached the outskirts of the Everfree, where I was at. The shadows revealed a Daedra, along with a few others with him as well. He wore some armor that almost looks like the Daedric armor, but much more lightly, complete with a black hood.

"Anything?" I said to the approaching Daedra, his face concealed by a black and silver hood. Back in Paradise, Kathutet introduced me to him. A calm individual who had a skill of killing anyone within a hundred feet. His name is Sloth, an assassin that was sent here by Mehrunes Dagon to watch over Mankar. He leads a group of assassin that does reconnaissance and assassinating individuals. I don't know if he was part of the Oblivion game or not, but he agreed to help me on my quest.

"I believe the time is right to attack." He said in a calm voice that would put the original Batman's voice to shame.

The time was now. Get on my feet, I turned towards the small army I had. "Alright, listen up!" I started to shout, not to loud as to attract attention. "Were here on a rescues mission. That means no civilian casualties. If you see any mares, don't kill them. Guide them back to the castle. Kill any caribou you see. If you see any stallions that look normal and not batshit insane, free them as well. Everything else is up to you." I sheathed my shield and axe and raised them in the air. "Now let’s show these caribous a night they won't soon forget!"

They cheered, weapons raised high and spirits rising. The charged right out of the forest with a force that I couldn't even comprehend and into Ponyville. Kathutet and Tirek went with them, Tirek's massive swords and Kathutet's battle axe drawn. I ran out of the forest with them as I carried my shield and axe.

I have to admit; this raid is getting my blood pumping.
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Octavia arrived outside of the house her new master is living in. The master himself was with her, his hands securing a chain attached to her collar. The caribou brought out his keys and put it inside the keyhole. After a few seconds, there was a sounding 'click' and the front door was open, revealing a luscious living room. He was the first to go inside, his hooves hitting the carpet.

"Move it, bitch." He called out, dragged her by pulling the chain attached to her collar.

They pasted the living room and into the kitchen, before opening the back screen door towards the outside. The outside itself was normal for a house belonging to a slaver. It had wooden fences, a garden to the left that grew lettuce and tomatoes and a doghouse. The doghouse was small, complete with red paint and white outlines.

"CUM SLUT, GET OUT HERE!!!" His master shouted at the doghouse. A combination of a white and blue striped tail emerged from the doghouse, attached to its white butt. Then her white body came out, revealing-

"Vinyl!" She rushed over to her, but her master tugged at her chain, making her fall to the ground. Her friend, a bass player she knows as a friend, was currently chained to the doghouse. Her hands were currently tied behind her back. Another rope was tightening around her breasts, making them bulge out. Octavia couldn't find her sunglasses on her, letting her see her red ruby eyes. Like her, she wore a black collar, meaning that she wasn't broken yet.

She was interrupted by the sound of her master unhooking Vinyl's chain from the doghouse and dragging her towards Octavia. DID I SAY YOU CAN GO ANYWHERE." Grabbing both of their manes, he set them on a kneeling position, before he unzipped his pants and pulled out his hardened dick. "Black Bitch, it’s time for your dinner!" He glared down at her.

Know what he meant, she started to engulf the dick in her mouth and got to work, her head bobbing up and down.

This was humiliating! She used to be a cellist, a good one as well! She started out in middle school when her father gave her a cello for her birthday. Her family were a bunch of talented musicians, so she was expected to follow in they're hoovesteps. At first, she didn't want to play it, only because she didn't know how to play it. When the day her school had a talent show, she decided to enter. She performed in front of thousands, with no training on what to do. However, when it was her turn, she actually preformed admiralty, perfect even.
It was also the day she got her cutie mark.

Her master came buckets, pushing her head down hard on his dick. He groaned as he came.

"Well?" He asked. He pulled his dick out of her mouth.

She was forced to shallow his masters cum, not wanting to defy him. "It was delicious, master. You’re cum is the only thing I would enjoy."
He smiled, satisfied that his slave complimented him. "Good bitch." He soon glared down at Vinyl. "Maybe you can learn a thing or two from this bitch." His dick hardened again. "Now su-"

He didn't finish his sentence when a black axe was imbedded on his head, a surprised look on his face.

Octavia stared in horror at the scene before her as she screamed. The caribou fell face first into the ground, the axe still imbedded into his skull.

Something emerged from the shadows. It wore armor as dark as night, wielding a shield that looked like it was torn off from a dragon. His entire face had no fur, allowing her to see its light-ish tan skin. Its blue eyes bore a hatred towards the dead body. It walked towards the body and casually pulled the black axe off of his cranium. She had seen a lot of blacksmiths make different types of weapons when she was a traveling musician, but the one it was hold was both terrifying and strange to look at.

After it retrieved the weapon and put it in his belt, it gazed down towards them. She blushed and covered her body, her left hands covering her breasts while her right ones covered her vagina. Near the corner of her eyes, she could see Vinyl doing the same.

"You should go to the edge of the Everfree. We have soldiers waiting." He said calmly, before disappearing into the house.
Octavia blinked. Just moment ago, she was giving a blowjob to her new master. Now the one that bought her and used her and Vinyl was dead, right in front of them!

"Come on, Octy. We should go." Vinyl said to her, snapping her out of her thoughts. Vinyl had somehow untied her hands and grabbed her hands, helping her on her feet. They both made a mad dash towards the place the strange creature told her to go. They would have just gone anywhere they liked, but they don't want to take any chances.

As they ran, she couldn't help but smile.

She was saved.

Both of them were saved.
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After I saved the two mares from the slaver, I went back inside the house to see if there isn't any more of those caribou basterds. Despite the house looking medieval and colorful on the outside, the appliances inside seemed modern. I saw a stove, toaster, oven, and other things that remind me of home. There were even couches and sofas with one of those leg recliners! But now was not the time to gawk at the things in the house. I had a mission that I had to do. After searching the house for anymore enemies, I made my way outside and into the night.

The raid has been successful as we had hoped. The few guards that were paroling late at night were picked off by some of the archers under Sloth's command. Although one brainwashed stallion saw us while we were busy and rushed off before my scouts could fire at him. He entered the town hall and moments later, the bell rang, waking up the entire town. Everypony was wake due to this, stallions, caribou and slaves alike. Some of the stallion were already scared when they saw us and rushed inside, sealing off the doors and windows. A few of them tried to fight us off with whatever they could get their hands on, but it proved useless when the Dremora killed them all. Even as the guards woke up and gathered the weapons they need, we took the guards by surprise.

I killed another caribou and his brain-washed stallion buddy in an alleyway while they were raping a young mare, my axe embedded on the cranium of the caribou while I withdrew the Razor and stabbed the stallion in the gut when he turned around and saw me with wide eyes. With the two dead, the mare ran off into the night, clearly terrified at the events that transpired just now. I retrieved my axe and wiping the blood off with the fur of the caribou I killed, along with my dagger.

Stepping out of the alley, I watched as the moon shined down on Ponyville, seeing the Dremora getting to work.
The light of the moon shined down on the small battle going on. One Dremora blocked an incoming attack with his shield from a caribou wielding a sword. After that, he used his shield to hit him in the face, before driving the blade into his guts. The caribou had a shocked face before he went down. Another Daedra wielding a giant war axe sweep the caribou off of its hooves with its pole, dropping him on the ground. The Daedra lifted the axe up in the air before bringing it down on the caribou, slicing him in half. A Dremora wielding a mace and a shield blocked the sword coming at him, while his mace was blocked by the caribou's shield. They were both stuck in a stand-off, struggling to gain the upper hand. After some seconds, the Dremora smashed his helmet against the skull of the caribou, making him stagger. It was enough for the Dremora to deliver a sideways slash, smashing the mace against his skull. Once the caribou was down, the Daedra smashed his face over and over again until it was a bloody mess, bits of bones and brain everywhere.

Seeing the battle progressing in our favor, I decided to go towards my objective. The first one I need to retrieve was a mare named Rarity, who stilled worked as a fashion designer at Carousal Boutique. Though, if the name means anything in the caribou society, it’s probably related to sex stuff.

I didn't take me long to spot the building, a large, white carousal-like building in the distance. I ran towards it as fast as my legs could carry me. With all those four weeks of training I've done, it helps my own stamina a lot. I feel I could run around the town five times without breaking a sweat.

Thought maybe it’s because of the armor I wore.

Two caribou guards were coming at me across the bridge. With my axe and shield out and ready, I charged at them. I would admit, facing these guys again sent a shiver down my spine, remembering the first time I faced them when I first arrived on Midgard. I shoved those thoughts aside as they came at me. Putting my shield in front of me, I came in contact with them and knocked the first one down. Wasting no time, I drove my axe down, hitting his chest. He spaz out for a second before he went limp. The other one quickly got up and came at me with the sword, which I blocked with my shield. I pick up the axe from the body and pushed the sword away with my shield. I went with a horizontal strike, but his sword blocked it I then went for a downwards strike, but he blocked it. Then he thrust his sword, aiming for my gut. But I dodge out of the way in time. This gave me an opportunity. I swung my axe down on the outstretched arm and severed it from its owner. The caribou guard screamed as he looked at his severed arm. I then swung my axe into his neck, silencing him for good. He looked at me with wide eyes, blood coming out of his mouth. He collapsed to the ground, his one good arm holding the cut in his neck before he went limp.

Breathing a sigh of relief, I went to Rarity's home.

I arrived at the carousal-like building. The white texture almost seemed faded, while the purple banner was torn. On the lower layer roof, a sign proudly hung that says:

Claudius's Boutique: For What Your Slaves Need to Wear.

I kicked open the door to the shop. It was dark inside, making it hard to see things. Using my magic, I channeled some fire from my left arm, making it illuminate the room.

The shop seemed almost empty, save for a few mannequins. It seemed I was right about one thing; fashion in the caribou society consists of things you'd see people wear in a BDSM party. Skin-tight gimp suits occupied the mannequins, the latex shined in the moonlight outside. More latex outfits were presented in some hangers next to me. The room itself was somewhat beautiful, white walls and red and purple banners scattered across the place. A large mirror stood next to some line of cloths that seemed to be for stallions, the medium-sized holes in-between the legs for the dick. It also smelled of sweat, musk, and other things that I can't even describe. A large latex clothing line rested next to some pile of regular cloths that said 'Denied Cloths for Sluts: Burn Them!'

I heard some commotion coming from upstairs, along with something hitting the floor. I raced up the stairs that connected to the wall. Once I reached the top floor, I saw something that made my blood boil with rage.

The upstairs looked like someone redecorated it with some sick stuff. What looked like a regular bedroom now looked sacked. Red veils were everywhere, laying on the floors and walls. A few machines were set up on the right side, including a machine that had a plastic fist going back and forth. A caribou was right in front of me, unaware of my entry into his house. On the floor was a young mare, no older than sixteen, with a bruise on her face. Like the other mares, she was naked, showing her small breasts and her 'cutie mark' of a striped shield consisting of red, white and purple, with a song note in the middle.

"HOW DARE YOU GIVE ME THIS PIECE OF FILTH!" The caribou screamed at the mare before he lifted her off the floor and hung her by the neck. "I'M TRYING TO CREATE A MASTERPIECE FOR THE KING HIMSELF, BUT YOU BRIGHT ME THIS FILTH INSTEAD!!!" He gestured to a purple piece of cloth with some sparkling diamonds on it.

"I-I-I-I'm sorry." The little filly was shaking like a leaf, tears rolling down her fur. "I-I-I-I'll d-d-do-"

She didn't finish her sentence, as the caribou simple backhanded her and threw her to the wall. She came crashing down at the wall. "You’re lucky that you’re not old enough to be fucked yet, unlike your whore of a sister." The caribou was so mad that I thought I saw steam coming out of his nose and ears. "But that doesn't mean that won't obey that law." I heard him unzip his pants. "A flower is always beautiful when its almost in its prime."

I heard enough and decided to intervene. I dropped my axe and shield and charged at the caribou, tackling him on the ground. Even when he is twice my size, he went down like a large bag filled with metal. He started to struggle, but I held his hands down and unsheathed my Razor, holding it against his throat. "Where is Rarity?!?" I shouted to his ear.

"Who the fuck ar-” I didn't let him finish as I bashed his head to the floor.

"I won't ask again, pigshit!" I shouted. I was already piss off with him for beating a little child. Call me sentimental. "If you don't tell me where she is, I swear to fucking god that I'm going to cut off your dick and shove them up your ass!"

That got his attention as he stared at me like I was a demon of sorts. "Ok, ok! She at Spike's Castle. It's a crystal structure, you can't miss it!" Now he was the one in tears. "P-p-please don't kill me. I promise I will not hit any children again. I swear!"

I glared at him. In every book I read, the hero would spare someone that gave them information and tell them to go and get a decent job. However, after seeing what has transpired, I won't give this fucker any mercy.

"I hope you rot in hell, fucker!" With that said, I slit the Razor his throat, already dead before I could finish it. He lay limp, a pool of blood forming next to him.

A sob got my attention. I turned toward the little filly as she laid there, her right eye swollen. As I stepped off the body and to one step towards her, she scrambled back, looking at me in terror.

I could have sworn that, through her eyes, my pupils were glowing red.

"Hey-hey-hey,” I said as calmly as possible, holding my hands up against my chest to show that I'm friendly. It was clear that she is traumatized by what had just happened and what she has experienced before that. I tried my best to be friendly as possible. "It's ok. I'm not going to hurt you."

Her eyes glazed over to the dead body. "Hey, focus on me." I snapped. She did as she said. "Are you related to Rarity?" She meekly nodded. "Are you her sister?" Again, she nodded. "Alright. I'm going to go rescue your sister. There's some soldiers waiting in the Everfree. They look like me, but they have helmets. I want you to go there and follow them to the castle. They may look scary, but they won't harm you. Can you move?"

She nodded once again, getting up on her furry feet.

"Good. Now do as I say and you'll be safe." With that, I went over to my equipment and retrieved it. With my axe and shield secured in my holdings, I went out the door and into the night once again.

Before I even went far, I saw the little filly scampering towards the forest.

That's one less innocent soul in this hellhole.
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It didn't take me long to find what I was looking for. The large crystal castle that glowed a purple color in the moonlight was kind of hard to miss.

The streets were already bloodied with the blood of the caribou and a few stallions. One caribou was sliced in half, some of its internal organs were spilled out. Another had his face bashed in that it almost looks like someone stepped on a tomato. A blue stallion with a yellow had two large hole, one in the stomach and another through the heart. I paid them no head as I continued towards the castle.
I felt something grabbed my left leg. I turned and looked down, seeing a young stallion with a hole in his chest, trying to keep the intestine from falling off. "Please,” He managed to wheeze. "Help me."

I kept looking down at the young lad. I wanted to save him. I wanted to carry him to the nearest hospital and let the doctors do what they can. I could use my magic to heal him, to fix him.

But he was close to dying.

I know this because of the life force I seen. Tirek told me that all creature, whether they can do magic or not, have a magical life force that help them through there day to day lives. His life force was red, meaning that he was close to dying any second. The hospital is too far away, not to mention that those caribou guards might try to stop me. I didn't know any healing magic during my weeks of training. My magic is only limited to offensive spells. I could try to call some doctor to fix him, but for all I know, he or she could be working for the caribou and could call the guards to my position.

It just comes to show that no matter how hard you try; you can't save everyone.

With no way of saving him, I decide to do the one thing I can do.

End his pain.

I brought out my Razor and plunged it deep within his left shoulder, where his heart should be. His eyes were wide, before he finally closed them, smiling like I'd ended his suffering. Maybe he was under control of King Dainn's spell. It has to be the reason why he was out here in the first place. Then again, maybe he wasn't, but tried to get away from the fight, only to be met by a sword from a Daedra or a caribou.
One thing was certain, King Dainn was going to pay for this. I can guarantee you that.

The castle itself look liked a tree grew from the ground and covered it. The crystal structure, which reminded me of the Tree of Harmony I saw weeks ago, gleamed in the moonlight, the purple color shined down on me. The top had a large balcony, two spires and a tower on its branches. On the top of the castle had a large crystal star. Two sets of five strings of what looked like beads hang off the side of the structure like the ones on the Tree of Harmony. One side of the was a purple banner with a six pointed purple and white star, which looked torn. The other side had a black and red banner of a head of a caribou.

"This must be the place they are holding her." I murmured. If what the caribou said was true, this 'Spike' was holding her inside the castle somewhere. I walked up a great golden stair approached the large golden doors and placed my hands on them. With all the strength I could muster, I slowly pushed the door open before going inside.

The inside looked crystalized like the outside. It had seen better days as some dust and cobwebs were found in some places. Large two-toned green windows let the moonlight in. Crystal lamps hung from the ceiling and from the columns that lit up the place. The two stairs lead deep into the castle. I decide to take my changes and went up the stairs.

I pasted some rooms and arrived at a large room that was different than any of the other rooms I saw. A crystal table had a holographic map of Equestria. Surrounding the table were seven crystal thrones that had different markings on each, like three apples on one and four diamonds on another. The crystal map detailed some of the locations in Equestria, including that castle on the mountain.
I heard a thud coming from the next room. The large golden double doors had that same purple and white star like the one banner I saw. I pushed the double doors open and went inside.

The room I was in is large, enough to have a large party in here. Crystalized lamps lit up the place. The same banners with the caribou on it were on both sides on the rooms. Sculptures of ponies were lined up on both sides of the room, some looked vandalized than others. I noticed some large mural windows, the moonlight shining down on them. Each of them depicted a story, like the one that had a mismatched dragon-like creature being blasted by what looked like seven mares in some jewelry. Another one had a picture of Tirek being defeated by a purple mare that had both wings and a horn, just like Odin. The smell of musk and cum filled the air. A long purple carpet lead to a large crystal throne with the same purple and white star.

But what was on that purple throne is what scared me the most.

A large reptilian-like creature about the same size as Tirek sat upon the throne. Its scales were green while large and sharp purple spines went all the way from his head to his tail. His muzzle looked squared and narrowed, like that of a crocodile. His muscles under his scales would make the strongest men in the world look like wimps. He held two chains in his claws. The first one connected to a red collar purple mare with wings bound on her back and a horn with a red ring on her forehead, stroking its hind legs, just like the one in the moral windows. She was naked like every mare, allowing me to see her C-cup breast and a purple and white star as a cutie mark. Another one connected to a black collar mare, her coat was white as snow and a purple mane. She had no wings but had a purple and white horn on her forehead, which had a red ring around it. Her cutie mark consists of four pairs of blur diamonds while her breast is a D-cup size. She is currently giving it a blowjob to its large dick, its hands held her head as she bobbed her head up and down.
If I had to make a guess, I say I found the two of the six Element Bearers.

The purple mare noticed me and smile. "Oh goodie. I didn't think we would get visitors at this hour, but that doesn't matter. Now we can have an orgy." She squealed. "Oh, I just can't wait." She looked up at the beast. "Isn't that right, Spike?"

He grunted, ignoring her while continuing to pull the white mare's mane up and down.

I was actually creep out by that statement the princess she made, but I ignored it, focusing on what I had to do. I looked at the mare with a determine look. If this mare was somehow controlling Spike, maybe I could reason with her. "I don't want to join you in your...orgies." I said. "I want both of you to come with me."

"Sure, we'll cum for you." The purple mare said, eyeing me with half-lid eyes and a seductive smirk.

I resisted the urge to just say 'fuck you' and walk out of here. "No. I want both of you to just go with me."

The purple mare tilted her head in confusion. "Why would we go with you?"

"So I could get you out of here and away from the caribou. To free you." I let out.

The monster must have heard me, because it tossed the white mare aside and got up from the throne, growling. The purple mare glared at me. "Why would we want to be free?!?!?! We love it here with master Spike. I love being treated like a slut and fucked around the clock. I love it when others would gangbang me, sticking their cocks into me and Rarity. I love sucking dicks day in and day out. Do you hear me. I LOVE IT!!!"

I withdrew my axe and shield, getting ready for another fight.

"GET HIM, MASTER!!" She shouted, pointing a finger at me.

Spike roared and lunged at me. I barely had enough time to raise my shield before he collided against me, knocking the wind out of me. The axe flew out of my hands as it landed somewhere. We ended up rolling on the floor before finally coming to a stop. Spike was standing on top me while I was laying on the bottom. "SPIKE SMASH!!!" He shouted, raising his fists in the air. The first one was aimed at my head, but I raised my shield just in time. His fist collided with the shield, putting a huge dent in it. He brought his other fist down and smashed the shield. He kept on smashing it again and again, reducing it to bended metal. He was about to bring the other fist down, but I managed to bring out my dagger and stabbed him in his left hind leg. The beast roared in pain as I quickly got up.

After I stand on my own two feet, I expected to see him fall. Unfortunately, it seems that the Razor had no effect on him, as he was still standing and now looking at me with anger and hunger. I quickly discarded the shield and started looking around for my axe. He roared and charged me again, but this time I was quick to respond. I dodged to the left as he pasted me, hitting his head into a wall. The beast was stunned, giving me enough time to look for my axe. I found it lying next to a mural window with a picture of ponies frolicking freely with Celestia's sun shining down on them. I quickly ran towards the axe as the beast was shaking himself off. I slide down as I got close and picked up the axe before getting up on my feet once again.

I didn't think anyone would actually do that move.

Before I could even plan my next move, a purple light came from my axe, before it was lifted up in the air. I turned my head to see Twilight with a purple light around her horn, a smirk adorned her face.

'Damn it!' I tried to catch it, but to little avail. With a flick of her head, she sent the axe all the way up her, landing on her hands. "I GOT IT, MASTER SPIKE! TURN HIM INTO MUSH!"

I felt something smash into me at the last second. The dragon (I learned later what Spike is) had managed to snap out of his daze and charged me, lifting me by the throat. He glared at me with his silted green eyes, filled with the constant need to kill and fuck. He started to squeeze my throat. I started to chock as his claws almost bore into my artiest in the throat, blood sweeping out of my throat. I banged my fist and tried to kick him, but my legs were too far from the chest and my fist did nothing on his scales.
I saw visions of black closing in around me. My hear became muffled. There was nothing I could do. I was going to die here, which was funny considering I hadn't done anything yet.

And what was funny was that the last thing I saw was-

Something flew into Spike's head, letting me go. I dropped on the ground and started to cough, taking some breaths when necessary.
"Rarity, what are you doing?!?!" I heard Twilight shout. I looked up and saw Rarity wrestling with Twilight for the axe with her white furred hands. She seemed rather pissed too, from what I could tell. "I thought you to suck master Spike's semen!"

"I...do...not.... LOVE IT!!" Rarity spoke in a high posh accent; like something you would hear from a rich person’s mouth. "I hate every single thing that I did for.... for...that monster that took my Spiky Wiky." I saw her glare at her. "Ever since the Fall, You've changed, Twilight. Spike went to stand up against the King. He even rescued you’re from Canterlot, for Celestia's sake! But instead of a 'thank you', you infected him with that vile magic out of your horn. Ever since then, that thing you call master has made my life a living hell. Well, no more!" She looked at me as she kept Twilight pinned. "I don't know who you are and frankly don't care. Just bring back Spike for me."
I nodded. I knew what I needed to do for this moment, since Tirek actually trained me for this skill.

You see, every living being in Midgard has their own storage of magic, ranging from Griffins, Minotaurs, Naga's, Satyr's, ponies and caribou. This storage is like a soul of sorts, able to release mana and replenish it in some time, and it needs a point of contact for it to materialize. For example, unicorns use magic out of their horns to do simple things like telekinesis. Pegasus ponies use magic from their wings to fly and can move or mold clouds. Earth ponies have something called internal magic. They cannot do what the two other pony race do, but they use the magic within to grow food.

Tirek's species is known for sucking in magic and absorbing it so they can become stronger. However, in order to steal said magic from an individual, one needs to 'catch them off guard.' The creature's will and determination help keep the magic that they had, and to use it in their own way. Tirek succeeded the first time because all of Equestria was caught off guard. But there are other ways to steal magic from other races. If one was to steal magic, then they need to weaken the bodies physically and mentally.

That is what I want to do. Weaken him so that his magic could be sucked out of him.

Channeling magic to my arms, I decided to do something so incredible stupid that generations from now, they would say that it would have been the most dumbass thing that I have ever done, but still be praised by the deed.

Hitting my fists together, both of them were suddenly engulfed in fire. The fire was a little colorful like everything else in Midgard, bright orange on the outside and a bright red flame inside. What was strange was that it felt like I wore nothing on my hands. I grinned, knowing that it was going to be stupid, but was still the only thing that I could think of.

Did I mention how stupid it was?

The dragon recovered by shaking his head back and forth fast. I charged him, the light armor making me a little faster without the axe and shield. Before he could glare at me once again, I was already closing in on him. Before he could make anymore, I jumped up, using some magic in my boots to.... jump higher. When I was close to him, I collided one of my flaming fists to his face. The dragon staggered back, but I didn't let up. Now on the ground, punched his stomach a few times before the dragon kneeled down and clutched his stomach. Then I delivered an uppercut, seeing a few teeth actually broken.

Spike flew a short distance before landing on the ground hard. I grinned triumphantly in victory, but I was cut short when my brain decided to hurt, feeling like someone was hammering on my brain with a sledge hammer. I staggered a bit while holding my head with my hands. Of course, this was also the time Spike got up. He managed to charge me and punched me in the face. If it wasn't for the helmet I was wearing, my head would have been mush. I flew some feet before falling face-first into the ground. Spike scampered on all fours before he charged me. I wasn't fast enough to recover when the dragon closed in and head-butted me. I smacked against the wall, though thankful for the armor I had on that lessened the impact. The dragon growled before opening him maw and releasing a burst of green flames.

Yes. Green flames. Apparently that's a thing.

I recovered just in time to dodge the attack, rolling out of the way just as the flames almost touched me. I kept moving as the flames swept across towards me. There was a time where the flames almost caught up with me, but in the last moment I grabbed a kite shield that was hanging next to the windows. I raised the shield and go down, locking the shield. The flames reached the shield, creating a cone of fire that passed me. Some of the armor was scorched in the process, but nothing too critical.

I dropped the shield once the flames stopped and saw him charging at me once again, this time with claws extended outwards. Once again I dodged, but I managed to grab one of its fins on its back and climbed on. He didn't seem to noticed this, his already-taken mind set on killing and fucking. I quickly climbed on to the head and raised my fists. Channeling magic, my fists suddenly turned to ice, small icicles forming at the length. I held him by the knees and brought my fists down. I hit his head, the ice freezing his face. Spike slipped and fell to the ground, sliding head first into a wall and breaking the ice encased on his face. I jumped off him before he slide to the wall, before breathing a sigh of relief.

I could hear the arguments from the mares as we did battle.

"-but I freed his mind, Rarity. I showed him the truth of us mares, how we must serve our male masters for pleasure and be treated like the dogs-"

"I DON"T CARE!!!!" I heard Rarity scream. From the voice itself, it sounded like she was breaking down. "I don't care for that Celestia damned king or his rules." Now I heard her sobbing. "When you returned from Canterlot, we thought that you had escaped them, that we could still save Equestria from them. But you betrayed us. You poisoned Spike's mind and you allowed those fiends to come into our town. And all for what? So you can suck the king's dick! That's...That's..." I turned around and saw them wrestling each other, they're naked bodies touching while there breasts mashed against each other.

I wouldn't lie if I said that I was completely aroused.

The distraction was all the dragon needed as he slammed his fist into my stomach, sending me flying across the room. I landed with a 'thump'. The dragon used this monument to breath some fire once again. He almost managed to get me, if it wasn't for one of the chandlers falling in front of the fire. Maybe it fell of when the dragon hit the wall one too many times. I couldn't care right now.
Some scratches adorned my once golden armor, along with some in my face and few in my arms. Blood was sweeping out of my skin. Once I recovered, I thought of something that could help me. I was already low on mana, as the headaches increased ten-full. Plus, my body was already aching all over. I needed to do this.

Summoning what little mana I had left, I covered my hands in ice once again. Aiming them at Spike, an ice-type beam flew from my hands. Both the flames and ice collided against each other. My head felt like it was about to explode, but I ignored it and giving it everything I had. My ice beam was making progress as it slowly beat back the dragons flames. The dragon didn't care, its primal mind set on destroying me.
With a grunt and then a scream, the ice beam finally dispersed the flames and hit the dragon. Slowly but surely, the dragon is encased in ice, his expression on his face one of pure surprise.

A blast of magic interrupted me, blasting me a short distance. Seriously, I might as well put a football on my head and wait for a minotaur to throw me.

I groaned as I got up. I turned and saw Twilight approaching me with a very creepy grin on her face, her hair a bit frizzle. Her right eye twitched. "You are a very, very, very naught stallion. Spike may be defeated, but I will crush you bit by bit." Her horn glowed and an aura surrounded my body. I couldn't move as I struggled didn't know what she was done until I felt as if I was in some crusher. My armor was bending and twisting, hearing the groaning of metal. I screamed as I felt my bones being crushed, blood sweeping out of the wounds. My vision was filled with red as I tried to take off the armor, but her magic is keeping me still. It was more painful than anything that I had experienced so far, or at least until later in my life.

Twilight laughed. "Maybe if I kill you and present your head to the king, maybe he would allow me to be part of his Fuck Herd with my mentor. Oh, I just can't wait to-"

I heard a metallic 'clunk' as Twilight, still with a creepy expression, went down like a sack of potatoes. I also went down after her magic holding me disappeared. I saw Rarity behind her with a frying pan in her hands. I don't know where she got a pan from, but I didn't question on it.

I collapsed onto the floor, darkness coming out of the corners of my vision. Blood was dripping from my armor and the opened wounds. The armor itself was in pretty bad damage. "Oh my gosh, are you alright?" Rarity was already freaking out about me. She kneeled down and..... I don't know. Comforted me? She put her hand on my chest armor.

"I'm...fine." I coughed up some blood. I was lying. It was worse than anything I ever imagine! "It's just a scratch. I'll be fine....in a....minute."

"Unlikely." A familiar gruff voice filled the room. Out of the shadows of the large doorway, Tirek came strolling in, his large hooves echoed the silence in the room.

Rarity gasped while I glared at him. "Were you standing there the whole time?" I ask.... incredulously while I coughed. Whoa, I am learning big words today.

Tirek snorted. "I just got here. You can't expect me to hold your puny hands all the time." He looked at me and then the frozen statue of Spike. "I assuming this was you’re doing?" I nodded. "Not bad.... for a beginner. Dragons are impervious to magic, yet you have managed to freeze him. I'm impressed."

I coughed up some blood. If he was fucking with me, I swear I would skin him alive.

Tirek frowned. He brought out a healing and mana potion from.... somewhere. I swear, I think logics are fucked up in this world. "Drink."
I grabbed the small mana potion, something that Kath stressed me to have in case something like this happens, but I didn't listen to him. I pulled the cork from the bottle and put it to my lips, feeling my magic replenishing little by little. I did the same for a healing potion, the cuts and bruises disappearing, leaving only scars.

As a side note, the mana potion tastes like raspberry soda and the healing tastes like blueberry soda, kind of like those Squeeze Juice's you had and seen in a grocery store. How ironic.

"Fuck....you too......buddy." I say, humoring him. Not that he would laugh. My breathing has returned to normal, though the armor was still fucked up beyond repair. I need to get another set of armor. Perhaps there's one in the castle that better suits my need.

Rarity was now looking at me like I ate a full plate of slugs while wearing a girdle. "Umm....I'm sorry but WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!" She almost screamed on the top of her lungs, which was funny, because it almost sounded like a squeak. I would have laughed if I wasn't in pain. She pointed her fingers towards him. "This is Tirek. He's evil! He almost took over Equestria, for Celestia's sake."

"He's helping me trying to get you and your friends." I looked back at her as she eyed him suspiciously. "I know you guys don't trust him, but what happened was in the past. We wouldn't have gone all this way to get you if he hadn't joined."

Rarity glared at him. Whatever had happened between them, I knew that wouldn't just go away. She looked back at me, her expression softened. "I guess I could still get past that." She glared at him again. "But that still doesn't mean that I won't forgive you after what you have done with me friends."

Tirek nodded. "I understand." He wal-trotted over to the frozen statue of Spike.

"I was going to drain the darkness thing from him." I said to him. I winced as the armor groaned a little into the scars. "I don't suppose you can do it?"

He put his hands on his chin. "I can. It's what I do best." He looked down at the prone form of Twilight and the collar she wore. "I assumed she is broken?"

I nodded. "She said she wanted to be fucked by the dragon and everyone else." I groaned as the bruise in my stomach made itself known.
Rarity was the one that noticed my expression and gasped. "Oh dearie, your armor." I looked down at my armor. One of the arm guards looked like crumbled paper after its been unfolded from its crumbling state while the other one was scorched and almost melting. Thankfully I was wearing chainmail inside my armor. The chest armor was warped, despite the enchantment on it. The legs themselves looked almost warped like the armor, the pieces melted.

I chuckled. Funny. I was almost close to death, yet I still had some humor in me. "It's alright. I'll find another armor that I can-"
"Not. One. Other. Word!" She interrupted, put her furry hand to my lip. "This armor is a masterpiece that doesn't need to be thrown away just because its ruined." She tilted her purple-white horn toward my armor. "Here, let me help you." Her horn glowed a purple aura and soon made contact with my chest.

I was blinded by an entire purple light that emitted across my armor. I couldn't see anything, but I felt my armor move, feeling a little ticklish around me.

After a few minutes, the light disappeared, allowing me to see something that just blew my mind. My armor was now all fixed, the warped and scorched pieces been fixed.

I stared at Rarity. "Whoa. That was amazing." I touched and poked around the armor. It almost looks brand new."

She turned away and blushed at my praise. "Well, I can't take all the credit." She blushed even more that I thought her head would look like a tomato. "I read a spell book called Inspiration Manifestation, and I kind of lost control of myself." She looked at me again with a smile. "Even after Spike ate the book, I still remember a few spells on it. That includes fixing old clothes." Her face winced as she rubbed her horn. "Although that took a lot out of me than I thought."

I got up from the ground and helped Rarity up, ignoring her gorgeous naked body. I went over to the prone form of Twilight and kneeled down and put a finger into her neck. I felt a pulse coming from her. I sighed in relief. For a second, I thought Rarity had killed her. I mean, she was knocked in the head with a frying pan. That's got to ring some alarm bells.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Tirek getting ready to do...open his mouth? Suddenly, I saw trails of blue energy coming from Spike's frozen form. I realized that it was magic that being extracted from him. I saw trails of magic coming out from him and into Tirek's mouth. It looked like he was sucking on the magic coming right out of him.

I thought that he was joking about stealing my powers back when we met. Now I realized that he wasn't, and that I should never ever fuck with him.

The ice shattered and I saw Spike's form shrinking and shrinking. He soon shrinks to a size of a twelve-year-old. His claws were no longer big than a hand. His body was no longer muscular and fit, but leaner and slender, but still muscular. His feet reverted back to their original state, its claws retracted. His muzzle was shorted to something similar to a mare's muzzle.

I also saw that he didn't have a penis, but I found out later that he is a mammal, which means that his dick is inside him.

I stared in awe at the whole scene that laid before me. Only a steady shaking of Rarity's hands on my shoulders shook me out of my stupor. I saw Tirek grown a little bigger thanks to all the magic he sucked in.

Rarity rushed over to the little one and kneeled down, putting one of her fingers to his neck. She sighed in relief, maybe feeling a pulse coming from him. "He's alive." She stated. She then glared at Tirek. "What the hell did you do?"

"I extracted the spell that kept Spike under control." Tirek explained, his face neutral. "It is alright; he's not harmed in anyway."

As if to prove his point, a groan escaped from the little boy...dragon.... thing. I went over to the little guy as well to see how he was doing. Once I got over to him, I saw him opened his eyes, which were the same size as the rest of the ponies. Rarity was cradling him like a child. He blinked a couple of times before he set his sights on her. "R....Rarity?" He said in a weak voice.

I saw tears coming out of Rarity's muzzle as she saw him. "Oh Spikey,” She hugged him. "I thought we almost lost you."
"What....happened? All I remember was Twilight wanting to talk to me about somethi-” His eyes widened as he remembered everything that has happened up to this point. He pushed Rarity back, held a claw to his mouth and ran a few steps before he threw up. He didn't throw up fluids like normal ponies, but flames instead.

After a few minutes, he turned back around, tears in his eyes. "Oh Celestia........What....what have I done?" He slumped to the floor and sobbed, murmuring "What have I done?" over and over again.

I decided to something and went over to him. Once I got close to him, I kneeled down and gave him a comforting hug. Call me sentimental, but if you see a child cry (especially if it’s a Drake), you have to comfort. It's the most humane thing to do, to remind you of how you are and why you fight.

He sobbed on my shoulder for some time before the dragon looked at me with tear-stained eyes. "I-I can't believe I did those things. W-why w-w-would Twilight d-d-do this to m-m-m-me? I-If I'd h-h-had known...."

"It isn't yours or Twilight's fault." I interrupted him, a sad smile graced my features. "Don't beat yourself over it." I wiped a tear out of his green scaled skin. "What's important now is that I can help you and Twilight now. I can make things normal again."

Spike seemed to stop crying and gave me a sad smile. He sniffed. "Thanks, Mister...."

"Marcus. Marcus Asher." By the way, my last name is Hebrew for "Favorable and/or Lucky."

Yeah....I'm Jewish. So what? You got a problem with that? You don't see many Jewish character with their own stories.

........Yeah that's what I thought.

And before you ask; no. My dick is not cut off. Nor is the tip. I'll tell you about that later.

I let Spike go and got up. "I need you guys to go to the Everfree Forest. There will be some soldiers waiting for you. Don't be afraid of them. They won't hurt you. Do you think you guys can do that?" I question both Spike and Rarity. Spike nodded and ran over to Rarity, before both of them left the throne room.

Tirek and I were the only ones left in the room, minus the unconscious form of Twilight. I went over to try and pick up the prone form of Twilight. "I want you to take her too. If she does anything, you can knock her out."

From the look on his face when I turned around, he clearly didn't like being ordered around. But he still as he was told and grabbed Twilight from my shoulder. He heaved her over his shoulder and left the room, heavy hoovesteps echoed away.

I myself was about to leave until I suddenly remembered something. I looked around the room and saw my axe next to a suit of crystal armor, probably got there when Rarity and Twilight fought each other. I went over to the suit and grabbed my axe, but stopped when something caught my eye. On that said suit of armor was a crystal sword held by its hands and a light purple metal shield with the symbol of Twilight's cutie mark. I was curious and grabbed the sword from the handle. The sword was actually weightless, despite it being made from the hardest material in existence.

I swear, I bet Murphy is giving me the finger on physics.

"Nice sword." I murmured, giving it a few swings. I placed the sword in my hip, knowing that I might need it later. I grabbed the shield and axe from the ground and went on my way.

I wonder how the others are doing?

Author's Notes:

Merry Christmas, everyone! (and a Happy Hanukkah)

This chapter was suppose to be more longer than this, but I decided to split it into separate chapters. I'll have the next one up on New Year's.