Nine Months Earlier

The pounding of cloven hooves of the caribou legionaries echoed in the Everfree Forest, something that made Constantinus a little unease. They were, in regards to question the king’s orders, moving through the most dangerous forest in Equestria that could kill a minotaur in minutes, with a small army going up against an unknown enemy no less.

Constantinus didn't know if the king had lost his marbles, or was just fuming mad that he would send him in.

It had been twenty-four hours since word got out that Lanius's army was crushed. Everyone, including the king, was stunned to hear this piece of news. Lanius, although insane in his own right, was the best general in His Majesty's army. Never once, did he lose a battle.

Now, he was dead. Some of the soldiers claimed that a dragon ate him. A dragon that appeared out of nowhere! What's more, the soldiers said that they were attacked by diamond dogs during the siege. From their description, they were more armed and organized than their Equestrian counterparts, which meant they were from Howlbania.

The king didn't take the news very well.

He remembered how he saw the king handle the news. He was in Canterlot when it happened. In the hours of the early morning, the king announced a celebration to be held in regards to Lanuis's soon-to-be victory. Everyone didn't want to do it unless they heard back from him, but they realized that Lanuis had victories all the time, so in the end they set up the party. Banners of streamers hung off the roofs of building, tables were set up with delicious food prepared, and balloons were made and hung from railings or chairs. He even saw a keg of ale, the nectar of the gods, being prepared for the troops. Lines of slaves were locked in wooden beams, their asses facing the street in preparation of getting fucked by the returning soldiers. Already a couple of caribou were fucking the line of slaves to test them out. A game stall was being constructed, a large wheel that held mares in an X formation, their asses turned to their owners. The sign on the stall read "Wheel of Fuck". He couldn't wait to play it.

The sun was up in the sky by the time the festival was set up. Everyone waited for the army to return. Even some of the more eager slaves were having their asses out in the air, wanting to be fuck by the soldiers. King Dainn was sitting on his throne, held by several slaves on all fours. His two favorite slaves were by his side, the once glorious princesses now reduced to cum dumps by their god king. He remembers the king being happy for once. After four of the Elements escaped with the demons from Ponyville, and General Fabius's death, he's been as mad as a minotaur on crack.

A Pegasus scout returned, and said that a group was approaching. The King was all too eager to meet them, knowing that it was Lanius's group returning from a well-deserved victory.

The gates opened, and the music of their homeland started play.....

...which soon stopped to a grinding halt when they saw the state of the army.

Calling it an army was an understatement. It was little more than a group, a group of caribou that looked like they have been ripped to shreds by a manticore. A few of the soldiers were missing various arms or legs and had to be treated by local doctors. The head of the soldier line, who was missing left antler, looked like he seen the horrors of war first hand. When asked what happened, he explained the details of the battle, from the assault of the city to the Diamond Dogs showing up suddenly, and the dragon that appeared, black as night and red as blood. He described the leader of the group of demons, named Marcus Asher, and how he savagely killed an entire army when it approached the walls. He also said that General Lanius was killed, and the entire army was slaughtered to the last.

Everyone was dead silence, save for the blowing of the wind.

He could still remember the reaction the king had. He was shocked and surprised, but soon turned into anger. He was so blinded by rage that he killed the line of soldiers with his magic, wiping out a block and the gate in the process. He soon stormed out of the city and into his castle, with his fuck slaves in tow. He even killed an unfortunate soldier that got in his way.

Constantinus learned that day what happens when you piss off the god king.

It didn't help that the rumors of the Lanius's death spread throughout Equestria after the king’s little outburst, and the generals of the army are now afraid of these mysterious rebels. Why would they? They just killed one of the most brutal general of the empire. Some of the scholars suggested that they had encountered a species unheard of. Some others had said that it had something to do with the star that fell from the sky a few weeks ago, and it didn't help that the priest were spouting out that it was an ill omen, that we have forsaken the gods and they sent a demon to punish us. Even some of the troops said that the dragon in the battle might have been their leader.

These were just rumors, but they were spreading like wildfire.

After a few hours, once the king had calm down, he gathered any commander and general in the city for a meeting, which included him. Upon meeting him, he could see that he was mad about what had happened. What made it worse was that the Howelbanian princess he kept hostage was gone. General Fabuis was the last one to use her, before his untimely demise by the demons. Bloodshot eyes were shown, his palms had deep cut marks. He had never seen the king so mad before. The king himself ordered any of his generals to try and storm Stalliongrad again, to kill the ones that made a fool of him twice. At first, everyone was hesitant, and with good reason. Lanius was the best general they had in the empire, even if his methods were......unorthodox to the caribou. Now, he was dead, and his army slaughtered except for the survivors who escaped from the battle, only to be killed by Dainn during his rage. When no one volunteered to go, King Dainn started to hand pick someone, which ended up being him.

Now he was traveling to Stalliongrad with a small army, against an enemy they have no knowledge of. He was doomed from the start, that he was sure of. It didn't help that he was treading through the most dangerous forest in Equestria to reach Stalliongrad.

'By the gods, what did I do to deserve this?' Constantinus thought to himself as he trudged through the forest with his troops, the sounds of a thousand cloven hoofs echoed in the forest. This placed was considered dangerous to the local Equestrian population, for it was a dark forest that acted on its own accord. There had been a few incidences where monsters rampaged around Ponyville, but those have been minor ones that resulted in property damage and a few injured. Sure, he could have just walked around the forest to get to Stalliongrad, but it would take even longer. The forest encompassed much of the area between the Whore's Castle and Foal Mountain and considered to be huge in comparison. Going around it would take a few more days, which they don't have the luxury of doing.

His Warbeast he was riding on whimpered as they went deeper into the forest. He patted its head to calm it down. "There, there boy." He murmured to the beast, trying his best to calm him down. The path they were following was made by some zebra that lived in the Everfree, and countless other explorers. Still, it didn't help that the forest was getting darker every step they took, and that dangerous wildlife were watching them like birds of prey. He could have sworn that the light of the sun disappeared, and that night was approaching. They weren't even going for that long! He just had to remember that he would be out of this forest in an hour, if the map he was given said anything about it. Soon, he would leave behind all the creep wildlife behind and-

That was when he realized something was wrong. His lifted his hand to order his legions to stop. The legions themselves halted.

He swiveled his ears, trying to focus on something rather than the cloven hooves shuffling. He swiveled them left, then to the right. He tried to hear anything, sounds of wildlife, or rustling of plants.

There was no sound.

Nothing at all, as if the air was dead.

"LEGIONS, ARM YOURSELVES!" He shouted. Immediately, the sounds of swords and spears being drawn can be heard. He turned his head to see his legion. His captains shouted to anyone near them, telling them to get into shield wall formation. The clattering of tower shields hitting the ground broke the silence of the forest. Archers were already reading their arrows, aiming them at the large bush's like they were expecting an ambush.

He withdrew his sword, the rays in the canopy glistening off the sword. His Warbeast growled and readied itself, teeth showing and crouching down in a pouching stance. He looked around the forest, scanning for anything out of the ordinary. So far, he couldn't find anything out of place. No signs of an ambush coming, no gleaming of swords in the bushes, or a raiding party watching them. It all seemed normal. Too normal for his tastes. He knew that the army that raid Ponyville originated from here, if what the surviving soldiers and locals said. What was strange about it is that there were no civilian casualties during the raid. Sure, there were a few casualties among the civvies, but it wasn't anything large. Only the guards were slaughtered before they had to retreat to the forest. Then they did it a second time, but a large army under General Fabius was present at the time. His army was slaughtered to the last, including Fabius if the rumors are true.

He knew they were here somewhere, but was nothing but silence that greeted him, and that was what worried him the most.

He heard sniffling near him, his ears swiveled to where they came from. He thought it was a young soldier crying for being scared, but it came from near him, to the right. It coming from the other side of the bush. He settled off his Warbeast and decided to investigate, his eyes glued to the large bushes in his way. He motioned for one of his retainers to come over. He heard hooves coming near him. "I'm going to see what's behind that bush. If anything happens, remember to be on guard until I return." He withdrew his sword and went to the source of the crying.

Once he was at the large bush, he pulled some them out of the way to see what he heard.

He found himself looking at a large clearing of the forest, the sun finally shining in the canopy of this dark forest. It was mostly empty besides some planets. Right in the middle of the clearing was a figure in white. He could tell it was a mare by the slim body. She had black ears and a black and orange tail. He couldn't see anything else due to the fact it was wearing clothing. From what he could guess, it was a bride dress from a time when Equestria had a thing called 'marrying' cunts, the long gown concealing her body. Slaves were no longer allowed to wear clothing, due to the fact it was outlawed since the Fall. However, she was wearing an outfit, which meant she was either an escaped slave, or a pet forced to wear clothing. He couldn't see a colored collar on her, which meant she was some sort of escaped slave.

He could hear sniffling coming from her, like she was the one crying the whole time. He took careful hoove steps as he approached her. It may be one slave, but he couldn't take any chances. It could be a trap for all he knew. "What's wrong?" He asked her as he looked around, expecting an attack coming. So far, no one tried to jump him.

At first, she didn't say anything. He decided to asked again. "Excuse me, ma'am. Are you alright?"

"M-My husband hasn't arrived yet." The mare said as she sniffled, her voice a sad, yet melodic tone. "Our marriage was supposed to be perfect, and he hasn't arrived."

"Well, I'm sure your husband is late or something." Constantinus said as he drew close to her. "If you could come with me and my legions, then maybe we could find your husband." It was a lie. His men, including him, would rape the mare like the animal she was. Fuck her husband.

"No, he left me." She said, her tone turning into anger. "The basterd left me, just like everyone else." She then proceeded to cry, her anger breaking down. "I just wanted a perfect stallion to love me. Is that too much to ask? Why can't I love someone that will love me?"

Constantinus looked around as he slowly approached her. Nothing so far. Was she all alone here? "I could love you." Constantinus said as he looked up and down her body. She had a nice figure, which meant she would make a perfect slave to join his harem. He might even have the honor of fucking her after this whole mess. "You could come with me back to my home." Once he was close, he grabbed her shoulder. "Perhaps we coul-"

He turned her around, and regretted doing that.

Constantinus looked horrified when he saw the females face wasn't a female at all, or anything he recognized. It was monstrous, if one would describe what he saw. Its face looked more bat-like than anything, it had long knife-like ears. Its skin was pale, as if all the blood was drained at one point. Its eyes were a mix of orange and gold, and had a slit between them. Its cheeks were narrowed and sharp fangs poked out of its mouth.

Constantinus was so horrified at what he was seeing, that he didn't notice the creature back hand him until it was too late. Constantinus flew a small distance, just enough to get out of the way. He grunted when he hit and slid on the ground a couple of times before he skidded to a stop. After he stopped, he quickly stood up and drew his sword to his hand, the long steel sword glimmer in the sun light. He saw that the creature no longer wore the old bridal gown, allow him to see what he was facing. He could tell it was still a female; it did have a feminine feature to it (which were boobs). The body was a head taller than the caribou's body, and much slimmer in terms of body weight. Wing sprouted out from its back, although calling it wings would be like mistaking a minotaur a cow. It had no membranes on its wings to speak of, just a leather wing itself. It looked more like a weapon than anything. Its body was grey like its face. He could see claws on its hands and hind legs. She was covered in a loincloth, with a necklace on its neck. A bright red arura surrounded it, its claws starting to glow red. He was no mage, but he knew, no, felt that the magic was dark and corrupt. It was as if the soul was being sucked dry from him as the creature gathered power.

It then screamed.

He had to cover his ears when he heard the creature screaming, dropping his weapon in the process. The scream was loud, loud for his ear drums to almost burst. The dark energy on the girl was released, spreading like wildfire. Even if he covered his ears, he could still hear the scream. It was loud as it was petrifying, unholy and fear that struck him like a hammer had struck into his heart. It felt like his ears were melting.

Constantinus didn't have enough time to act as the creature swiped at him with its hands, which were actually claws. He was flown some feet from the witch. He rolled on the ground a few times before he stopped. Shaking his head, he quickly got up and withdrew his second sword from his belt. He always kept two swords with him at all times, in case something like this happens.

Whoever, when he looked around, the creature disappeared.

It wasn't compared to the ground shaking.

He could see that they were dead hands reaching out into the sky. He and the rest of the group readied their weapons. Skeletal remains started to rise from the ground, clawing their way out. The remains were ponies, both stallions and mares alike. Some had skin missing from their bodies, leaving only skeleton structures to look at. The eyes were glowing blue, like they were possessed. He could see that they wore either golden armor or a dark armor. Some of them had weapons in their hands, from swords to axes to fails. He recognized that the armor was from the Unification period, and from the war with the Nightmare Moon. He learned in his studies at the army school that the Everfree was once a grand capital city of Equestria, right before a final battle against Nightmare Moon happened. They were the remains of the army that once fought on the battlefield.

It was something out of a horror movie.

"Constantinus, sir!" He heard someone close by. He turned his head and saw one of his officers, Alexus, rushing towards him, sword drawn. A couple of other officers were with him, as well as a company of soldiers. "We heard scream and came as soon as we can! What is happening?!?!?" He shouted.

"A battle, that is what's coming." Constantinus said as he drew his sword, determined to kill the unholy female and her undead army. The rest of the soldiers, including Alexus, drew their weapons for the coming battle. The soldiers got between them and the undead, forming a shield wall to protect the officers and general.

The creature growled as it saw Constantinus and his soldiers. At the head of the undead army was a massive pony as tall as a caribou. Unlike the rest, it was all decked out in full knightly army, the only thing missing was his helmet. His glowing blue sockets looked directly at them.

Then it raised its massive axe high in the air and screamed, and some of the undead charged at them.

The soldiers wasted no time, getting in shield wall formation. Although few, they hope to buy some time for the general and his officers. Their tower shields halted the advance, but more were coming up from the ground. Constantinus felt something gripped his left hoove. He sliced the dead hand that gripped his hoove it his sword. He heard a scream coming from his left, and saw an undead pony with dark plated armor, Nightmare armor, coming at him. The undead came near him, enough for his sword to strike him. He struck a sword into it as came right at him, stabbing it in the chest. Not affected by the wound, the dead pony clawed and bite at him, until he used his left hoove to knock it out of the way. The undead went down, giving Constantinus enough time to attack it. He lifted his left hoove over to its face and smashed down. Its head was nothing more than a mess of brain juices.

Another one came for him, but he sliced its head off as it came near him. "There is too many of them!" He heard Alexus shouted as the undead came piling after the caribou. "We must retreat, now!" He saw the officers ran, along with Alexus. One unfortunate officer tripped and fell to the ground when a hand burst out and grabbed one of his hooves. He didn't have enough time to get up and run, as the undead were already upon him. He could hear his screams as they tore him apart. The rest of them scattered as the undead advanced on them. Not wanting to waste any more time, Constantinus moved like his life dependent on it. He looked back as he ran, seeing the soldier’s formation breaking down. The formation was no use, as the undead kept coming from every direction. The main one, the huge pony with the axe, charged up on the soldiers. It brought its big axe down on the soldiers, and broke up the formation. The two soldiers got out of the way before it brought its axe down. The last one wasn't so luck, as the axe pierced through the large tower shield and cleaved him into two. The remaining ones tried to fight them off, the undead were many, and easily overwhelmed them.

More dead were rising from the ground, a fraction of what they killed, and more were coming after them.

Not wanting to be next, Constantinus ran away, wanting to alert his army of the coming threat.

It was already too late to warn them.

As he broke through the foliage to where his army is, he could see the undead attacking them. They were streaming in from all sides, coming from the forest itself. The legionaries were fighting against the undead in a disorganized fashion, that the dead raising took them by surprise. He saw that they were barely holding it together. The undead were clashing against his soldiers. He could see some of his soldiers consumed by the sea of the dead, not getting behind the wall of shields very soon. One caribou cleaved the head off an undead, effectively killing him in the process. He was interrupted by his small victory as another undead soldier in rusted golden armor pounced him behind his back. The soldier swung his sword to try and get him, but it was of little use. The undead bite into his neck, blood flowing out from the wound in its mouth. The soldier screamed as he was pinned down by the undead, the rest swarming him and eat him alive. The dead surrounded another soldier. The soldier turned his head to any undead that tried to get close, pointing his sword in case they ever got close. Soon, they all ganged up on him, charging at him all at once. The soldier swung his sword, but it was to no avail. He disappeared in the pile of the undead. A magi threw spell after spell against the horde that was coming for him, his antlers flaring up with magic. Try as he might, the dead didn't seem to slow down. They suddenly got close and started gnawing at him. The mages screams were drowned out by the pile he disappeared in. Another soldier was fight a stream of undead that were heading towards him, and doing very well against said undead. His sword sliced through any that came close. Some of the undead were trying to get behind him, but he knew that they were behind him, and countered it. Contantinus thought that the gods blessed the young soldier, but soon found hopes dashed when they all came at him at the same time. He only succeeds in cutting down a couple of zomponies before he was overrun by the many undead that came for him. He disappeared into the pile, most likely dead.

It was a nightmare.

A roar interrupted him. He turned around and soon found himself punted to the ground by something, and trying to gnawing at him. He held his hands at the creature’s face, preventing it from getting close. The creature trying to eat him reminded him of a miniature version of a Warbeast. Its fur was black, with smoke coming out of its body. Demonic red eyes pierced his own eyes, no knowledge except for a thirst for blood. Its sharp teeth kept chomping at him, some of its slobber landing on his muzzle. The beast kept thrashing wildly, intent on gorging on his flesh. Quickly thinking, he kicked the beast right off him. The creature whined as it was kicked off him. He searched desperately for his sword. It didn't take long to find it, which was on the ground next to him. He quickly grabbed the sword and quickly got up, right before the monster got back on its feet. The creature growled and started to charge at him. This time, Constantius was ready for this creature. As soon as the creature got close, his raised his sword. When it started to jump at him, he quickly stepped back and swung his sword down upon the beast. His sword made contact with the beast’s neck and severed the body from its head, killing it instantly. The dead beast hit the ground, disappearing in a puff of black smoke.

He didn't need to know he was safe, for as soon as the beast disappeared, another growl was heard. He turned around to see several more of those beasts surrounding him, circling like a predator ready to catch his prey. He raised his sword towards his face, ready to strike upon any that got near him. He knew he was outnumbered and outmaneuvered, but he was determined to see this through the end.

Before the beast could attack him, his Warbeast suddenly broke through the foliage. His Warbeast threw the beasts aside like they were light weight paper, killing several of them in the process. The rest scattered, whimpering as they fled.

He smiled as his Warbeast came right up to him and started to lick his face. He hugged his pets face. "Good boy!" He said as he started to pet his face. This moment of reunion was short lived when he heard several hoofsteps rapidly closing in on him. He turned to see a company of undead soldiers rushing up towards him, weapons in hand. His Warbeast growled when it saw the undead coming and got itself into a battle stance. With a fierce roar, the Warbeast started to charge through the undead. It started to tear through the undead, chowing on them like they were toys. He smiled, seeing his Warbeast tearing them apart. He drew his left hand to his mouth and whistled, calling his beast over. He saw its ears swivel at the sound, turning its head to see its master calling out to him. The beast smiled and ran towards Constantinus, ravaging through the undead horde. Once the beast was close to him, he jumped on the saddle and raised his sword in the air. "COME, LEGIONNARIES! LET’S SHOW THESE THINGS HOW A CARIBOU FIGHTS!" He roared as his beast reared up and charged at the massive horde surrounding his legion. Undead were thrown left and right upon making contact with the Warbeast. Constantinus cleaved through several undead ponies, his sword covered in purplish blood. "RALLY TO ME! NOW!"

His speech seemed to be ineffective, as the legionnaires holding the tide back seemed to regard otherwise. The endless waves of undead came clashed against them, some breaking through the shield wall they held up. However, once they saw their general cutting through the undead on his Warbeast, they started to regain some hope. With a scream of pride, they started to fight the horde back. The magi in the front of the shield wall unleashed a large Archer fire volley after volley of arrows at the horde of undead, but it had little effect on them. The magi fired fire spells at the horde, fire forming on the antlers. It seemed to be working for the most part, as most of the undead horde were reduced to ashes. The legionaries cut through the line of the undead. More were still coming out of the forest, like there was no end to them, yet they tried hold on.

He smiled as his legion had managed to fight back against the onslaught. He turned his head back to the undead army and smirked, ready to give it his all. With a kick of his hooves, the Warbeast reigned in before charging at the undead horde.

Caribou and beast clashed against the dead, dealing damage to the rows of the cursed bodies. This sword, still cover in purplish blood, started to cut, and cleave through any dead that got in his way. One undead was trying to grab his left hoove, but all that it received was the butt end of his sword. Another one jumped on top of his Warbeast, trying to get the jump on him from behind. He knew it was behind him, and turned his body to counter it. Before the undead could snap its jaws at him, he sliced his feet off, making it fall to the ground. His Warbeast was busy chomping at any dead that it sees. One unfortunate undead meet the beast's mouth, seeing its sharp teeth.

He felt like he was invincible, like he could take on the entire horde. "IS THIS ALL YOU GOT?!?!" He screamed in glee as he sliced off another head. "I CAN TAKE WHATEVER YOU CAN THROW AT ME!!"

"Then how about me?" A familiar voice said behind him. He quickly turns, but something grabbed his throat and threw him off his mount. He couldn't see who had threw him, but he did see his Warbeast reeled back. Thankfully, he didn't get thrown far. He skidded to a halt as he hit the ground. He rolled a few times before he stopped.

He coughed up some blood as he struggled to get up. He couldn't believe the strength that the creature possessed. It was unnatural, even for him.

He could see his Warbeast growling at the creature standing before it, and said creature standing before his Warbeast. His Warbeast roared and started to charge at it. the creature didn't make any move to avoid it, much to Constatinus's confusion. The Warbeast jumped up in the air and opened its maw, intent on chew its new prey. However, before it could even finish the job, much to his surprise, the creature' hands glowed, and held one of them out at the Warbeast. Surrounded by its aura, the Warbeast was halted as it was lifted in the air. the creature then swung its claw to the left. In command, the Warbeast was sent flying away. It didn't go far, as it only flew a few short distances from where the battle was. A couple of undead were crushed when his Warbeast came flying at them.

The Warbeast tumbled to the ground a couple of times before it slowed down and stopped. Once it stopped, it quickly stood up and roared at the bat creature, rage fulling its eyes from what he could tell. It charged once again at the bat monster. However, before it could even get close, the creature disappeared, leaving a trail of smoke behind. His Warbeast landed where the creature used to be and looked around, confused as to where it had gone to. Constantinus was more confused as to where it had gone. His question was answered when he saw something he never forget in his life.

His Warbeast screamed in pain as it was lifted in the air again from its side, revealing the bat creature lifting him by the wings. The wings themselves were plunged into the Warbeast's sides, blood seeping out from the holes. The Warbeast started to struggle under its grasps, but it proved to be fruitless in the creature’s grasp.

The bat creature then plunged both of its claws into its sides. His beast reared, roaring in pain as it tried desperately to get the creature off its sides, wiggling around furiously. It did nothing to hinder its progress. The creature’s strength was something to behold, for it just lifted the hundred-pound beast like it was paper. He wanted to help his pet, he could have sliced off its wings or head or anything, but he just stood there. It was like he was under a spell of sorts. He didn't know who or what it was that attacked them, but he bet it had something to do with that Marcus fellow and his army of demonic creatures.

He was snapped out of his thinking when he heard a roar of pain. He then saw something that scared him to this day.

With unnatural strength, the bat creature ripped the Warbeast's body into two, guts and intestines falling out.

Time slowed to a halt. Constantinus's heart skipped a beat as he saw his beloved pets head ripped apart like it was nothing at all. He saw the bat creature screeching in victory at the dying beast.

Time returned to normal for him, just in time to see his pets head hit the ground, and the rest of his body fall with it. "TARREN, NOOO!!!!!" He shouted his pets name as his pet, his best friend since he was a bull, was killed in front of him. He soon glared at the lady. "I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU, BITCH!!!" He got up and charged right at her with nothing but his fists. He knew that the bitch was armed, but he didn't care in the slightest. His rage blinded him, rage for his fallen friend and companion.

Once he had gotten close to the monster, he swung his fist at her. However, this proved unaffected as it simple floated out of the way. She smiled as he continued to try to punch her, only for it to continue dodging every one of his attacks. He now knew that this bat creature was far more intelligent than anything he had seen. The creature sounded like it was laughing at him. "SHUT UP, YOU FUCKING BITCH!!!" He roared as he kept trying to hit her. "I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!" He kept swatting furiously at it, wanting to kill it. The bat creature lazily dodged his attacks.

It kept grinning as it dodged every one of his attacks with easy, fangs showing how dangerous it is. Right now, he didn't give a damn. After dodging to the side of his left punch, it grabbed hold of his hand and brought him up to its face. He could see the silted eyes staring right into his eyes, like opening a window to his soul. It screeched one more time before it flung him across the field.

He flew several yards away, until he hit a tree and soon the ground next to it. His back erupted in pain, his vision started to turn into darkness. He shook his head to escape the darkness that was incrusting him. He blinked a few times for the haziness to disappeared, allow his vision to return to normal. The ringing in his ear was annoying. He recovered his hearing after shaking his head a few times, enough for him to hear a voice. "Well, well, well. What do we have here? A lost sheep separated from his flock?" A different voice said, female in nature. It teasing him like a child caught with a cookie in his hand. He saw metal boots in his vision. He looked up and saw the strange mare looming over him. "For a general of the so-called caribou army, I would have expected you have brains under those antlers of yours." He saw her hand moving, until he felt pressure in his throat. He struggled to breath as he was lifted up in the air, enough for him to see the strange female.

He had expected the creature to come and finish him off. Instead, he saw a beautiful creature before him. Calling it beautiful was an understatement of the century. She was gorgeous beyond any mare he had raped before. She had long red hair that flowing down pass her shoulders. She also had gorgeous bright blue eyes. Her face had no fur on it, but it looks beautiful sculptured like those princess bitches that King Dainn uses. Her skin was pale, like all the blood was drained from her at one point. She had an hourglass figure that would put King Dainn's harem to shame. She smiled, showing her sharp canines. Her eyes had a lust for hunger like that of an animal with no intelligence or feeling behind it. However, he could tell that it was smarter than she looks. "Such a pity." She started to say, her voice sounding like that of a melody than anything he heard before. "And here I thought I would face a big tough man."

She was both terrifying and beautiful to behold.

"GENERAL!" He heard a voice out of all the chaos. Constantinus looked behind her to see Alexus and twenty of his soldiers coming out of the carnage to help him. She turned her head and saw the approaching attackers. He could tell that the lady was grinning at them, probably looking at them like. They readied their weapons. "That must be the interloper. Kill her!" Alexus ordered. His soldiers charged at the lady, weapons ready to kill her.

The lady sighed as she heard his comrades coming for him. "And here I thought I would get some alone time." She gently dropped him to the ground, leaning against the tree he crashed into. "I'll be right back." She said, smile at him as she walked over to his comrades. Constantinus was confused as to how the lady would deal with his heavily armored soldiers. She had no weapon to speak off. He couldn't help but grin as she was walking over to his soldier, like she had a death sentence waiting for her. He would finally get the revenge he need, not for himself, but for his troops that died in the attacks and his pet.

His troops finally closed in on her. One of the troopers, raised his sword in the air and brought it down on the fucking bitch.

Or it would have, if the soldiers weapon hit nothing but air.

Everyone, including Constantinus, stared in awe as she disappeared in a blink of an eye. The soldiers looked around to see where she went, but found no sign of her anywhere. "Everyone, spread out!" One of his officers said. "She couldn't have-" He was interrupted when a hand pierced his chest from the back. The caribou officer tried to scream, but all that came out was gargles. The soldiers jumped in surprise as they saw their officer's chest burst open, with a hand coming out of said hole. Right behind him, the same lady smirked as they all watched their officer being killed.

She plunged her hand out of his chest, and the officer fell dead to the ground.

They all backed away suddenly when the lady looked directly at them. "So," She started to say with her hands between her hips. "Who's next?"

All the troopers backed away from the strange mare, fear in their eyes as their officer was killed with a blink of an eye. Even Constantinus couldn't believe it himself. One minute the bitch was almost cut in half, and in a blink of an eye she killed an officer.

"It's just one bitch." Alexus shouted to the scared soldiers, glaring at them. "She can't take all of us down!" He raised his sword and started to raise his sword at her. Once he was close, he brought the blade down on her, intent on ending the murdering bitch.

At least, that's what he wanted to do, when said bitch caught the weapon with nothing but her one hand.

Everyone gasped as Alexus's sword was held by one of the mare's hand, the blade didn't even draw any blood. Constantinus must have lost a lot of blood, for he didn't couldn't believe that someone like her would held a sword with nothing but her hand. However, his wounds weren't to sever to suffer blood lost. 'This is unnatural.' He thought as he saw the whole display. 'It's as if she had a strength of a god.

The girl giggled as she saw the look on Alexus's face. "Now, now, now. That's no way to treat a lady like that." She teased. Alexus's eyes went wide. "Maybe I need to teach you some respect." She pulled him close to her, almost like something out of a romance story. Both of her hand held on to Alexus's arms, preventing them from attacking her. Her grip must have been strong, for Alexus tried to struggle against it, trying to pull away. She opened her mouth....

...and bit down on his neck.

Alexus screamed as the lady bit down on his neck, her sharp canines piercing his flesh. Blood came dripping down from her mouth. They all backed away from their screaming officer in the hands of the mare. Constantinus was confused as to why she would have bit his neck. It wasn't like Alexus was holding her hostage or anything. She had a complete advantage over him. She could take his sword and end it. But, why didn't she? His questions were answered when he saw the state of Alexus.

His skin was shriveling.

He must have had too much blood lost, for he saw Alexus's fur growing paler by every second. His once bright brown fur became paler by ever second. He could see Alexus trying to back away, trying to fight back. But it was no use; whatever that mare was, she was stronger than an average caribou, something that baffled him. The average caribou weighed and measured more than a minotaur, so it shouldn't be a problem for Alexus to pull away from the murdering bitch. What confused him even more was the bitch biting his neck while his skin stared to shrivel like he-

His eyes widened. That was when he figured out what she was doing.

She wasn't just biting him, she was drinking him.

He didn't notice it until now, but that bitch was drink Alexus like he was a mead. It was no wonder that the mare didn't finish him off. She was savoring him like a predator savoring its prey, and finally capturing it. He had heard of something like this before. During the days in which Nightmare waged war with Equestria, there had been accounts in which her bat ponies would devour their victims alive, and drink their blood. They some earned the name "Vamponies", because of how they drink like the Vampire Bats hidden in Transylmanea. One account would detail how one of the bat ponies would bite the neck of one of their victims and drink their blood through the arteries. However, these accounts were wild accusations by some ponies who had it out for the bat ponies after the defeat of Nightmare Moon. Since then, there has been no other reports of bat ponies sucking the blood out of other ponies or creatures of the world.

Except for the one before him.

He was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a sickening sound of a meat being dropped on a concreate coming from the women. He saw said lady releasing Alexus from her grip, the body dropping to the ground next to her. At least, he thought it was Alexus. His skin was so wrinkled and shriveled that he almost mistaken it as an old bull. His bright brown skin was paler than before, most likely form all the blood being drained from him. His eyes were glazed over his eyelids, not a sign of life coming from him.

He saw the lady licking her lips as she tasted the blood of Alexus. "A little sour, but not entirely disgusting." She said. She gazed her eyes over to the remain troopers. "So, who is next on the menu?"

One of the caribou has had enough of all of this, dropping his weapon and shield as he ran away. Constantinus would have yelled at him to come back and fight, but he couldn't blame the trooper for trying to retreat. They were facing someone that even he would run away from. He had been fight for two years, so it was saying something. "Ah, another volunteer." She said, smiling as she saw the trooper running away. In a blink of an eye, she disappeared once again, only to appear right in front of the caribou. The caribou tried to scream before she grabbed his head and, in a show of strength, twisted his head in a 180 degree. The sound of bones cracking on his neck as the trooper’s head twisted. He fell, his face consorted in pain.

The rest of the legionnaires moved away from the dead body of their comrade, and her. She grinned, showing off her canine teeth once again. "Oh, to Oblivion with all of this. I'll just eat all of you!"

Whether out of fear or haltered, the rest of the company charged the single lady, wanting to either kill her or rape her for what they did to Alexus and their friends. In any normal situation, Constantinus would have smirked at the whole situation, seeing his friend getting avenged. However, he knew what was coming for the poor lads. He had seen enough of the lady to know what she was capable of.

It didn't take long to start her move. In a flash, she appeared right in front of one of the soldiers. She grabbed his throat and slamming his body to the ground. Before the trooper can react, she grabbed his head and ripped it out, the headless caribou screaming silently as he drew his last breath. The one next to him started to attack the lady, heaving his two-handed axe, and letting it drop at the lady while she had her back turned. Before the blade could come down, she dodged out of the way, the axe embedded on the dead body of the caribou. She started to make her move before the legionary could rip the axe out of the dead body. She grabbed the sword of the now dead caribou and used it. She sliced the neck of the caribou legionary with nothing but her hand. Blood seep out of the legionary as he tried to scream, but only gargles were his only responds.

The other two remaining legionaries must have grown a brain of sorts, for they decided that dying for their empire is not going to happen to them. They dropped their weapons and ran away like the cowards. Constantinus glared at them for running away, and want to scream to come back and fight. However, nothing came out of his throat as he tried to shout, like all the air had disappeared from him. However, that would be in vain, as the women was on them like a predator. Before they could disappear into the foliage of the forest, the lady appeared as a black smoke in front of them. They must have looked horrified to see her, but he didn't know. As swift as a carrier bird, the lady’s sword sliced against their throats before they could scream. Blood splattered out of the throat, spraying on her face and on her chest. Both fell before her.

Everyone was killed, except for him.

Constantinus couldn't believe what he saw. His own troops, who fought in many battles besides him, who were experienced in their own right, were killed right in front of him. It was gruesome in a way, each of them killed without a fight. They died like weaklings instead of warriors.

She then turned her head at him, the blood across her face and the grin almost looked menacing.

Constantinus could feel his heart beat a hundred miles an hour as the mare looked like she was ready to pounce him. 'Is this it? Is this my fate?' He thought as he saw her walk over to him. Was this to be his fate, to die a coward’s death? He thought he would die in glorious combat, not by some bitch that got the better of him.

His thoughts were interrupted when he felt his neck being chocked, and being forcefully lift off the ground. Her hands, which were as soft as
an ass of a mare, gripped his throat as she choked the life out of him. "Finally, we can now be together." She said. She licked her lips. "Don't worry, it won't hurt......much. It will be over before you know it." She opened her mouth and aimed it at his left shoulder. He waited for the end to come.

It would have been his end, if something didn't happen.

Before she could take a bite out of him, a glow of blue coming from her hips interrupted them. She turned her head away from him and down at her belt. She reached one of her hands near her belt and into her pocket. She produced a strange stone he had never seen before. It looked like a diamond of sorts, but it had a strange symbol inside it. It looked like an upside-down U symbol with a dot in the middle. It continued to flash blue.

She looked at it with a look of annoyance. She lifted her head up and groaned. "Now, of all times?" She groaned as put away the diamond-like material. She looked at him as she touched his face with her right hand tenderly. "Looks like it's your lucky day."

The next thing he knew, pain had enveloped him, and darkness was all he saw.

Author's Notes:

Sorry it took so long. This chapter had to go through a lot of revisits and/or rewrites. I wanted to develop a new character for this story, so it took me a while to get her character right. Also, I had to deal with my own life problems.