FIGHT LIKE HELL, FIGHT LIKE DOOM MARINES!

Ch.17: First we Kill, then we Drink!

(Twilight Sparkle, Ponyville...)

As soon as we heard Bryan shouted out to the bandits, he switched weapons, and started firing his massive gun. Just as he started to, the bandits shot back at him, as I saw the windows and such getting ripped apart by their bullets. Did I forget to mention just how loud it gotten when this fight started? Since there was a multitude of guns blazing, it started to hurt my ears. Not to mention the screams of the dying.

Looking back at Mayor Mare and her assistant, they were getting really shook up from all of this, seeing as this is their first time hearing guns going off. The Mayor looked at me with fear in her eyes. "T-T-Twilight, what's happening out there!?" She asked me, shaking like a leaf.

"Death, Mayor Mare. Death is what's happening outside." I told her emotionlessly. She stared at me when I said that, not surprising, really. Even so, I still hated it. But, I guess that's how life also works...

"... But Applejack, I can help him!" Turning towards Braeburn, he and Applejack seem to be arguing.

"And Ah said to stay out of his way! Out of their way! They know what they're doing, and all you're gonna do is get yourself killed!" Applejack stated firmly, trying to keep him from getting caught in the crossfire.

"DANG NAB IT! SOME OF Y'ALL GET IN THERE, AND THE REST OF YOU SPLIT UP! FIND MORE COVER!" We heard this 'Gunslinger' shouted.

"VINCENT, GET READY!" I heard Bryan said through the Comms. Me and the girls still had ours, seeing as how they wanted us to keep them.

Soon enough, we heard that familiar revving of the Chainsaw, faintly so, as some of those bandits came rushing in.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! IT'S RAPING TIME, BITCHES!!!!!!" We heard him shout, as he started cutting down those foolish enough to run in here, screaming out bloody murder.

You know, when I asked Bryan or Luna about him, they described him with the same answer. Well, Luna's one was more friendly than Bryan's one.

"He's just bat-shit fucking insane. Crazy doesn't even cut it anymore, and it never will..."

"BOSS HELP!!!! HELP US BOSS--!!!!!!" I heard one of them calling out, only to be silences by Vincent's Chainsaw.

"BOSS! WE'RE GETTING FLANK FROM BEHIND!" That was probably Kevin taking them out from behind.

"SCATTER BOYS, GET THE HAY OUT OF HERE!!!!!!" Gunslinger demanded, hearing them running away in all directions. While still shooting wildly at Bryan.

"Oh no, you don't!" We heard him say, as he backed up to the other end of the room. As he did this, he ran straight towards the window and jumped out from it. "YOU'RE MINE GUNSLINGER!!!!!"

"Oh my gosh!" Mayor Mare exclaimed. "Is he crazy!?" I was going to tell her that he was alright, but then she got up and ran over to where Bryan jumped out from. Getting up myself, I tried to pull her away from the windows, in case there were a couple of them in hiding, she ended up collapsing in my arms, her eyes rolling inside her head. "So much blood..." She deliriously muttered out.

Shaking my head, I pulled her away and back with the rest of us, lying her down. Her assistant came over and started fanning her. Sighing, I spoke on the Comms. "Vincent, are you there?"

"Twi, I'll be heading out now! I'm going hunting with the bros, okay!? You lot just get to the castle and wait for us there! We'll be finished soon enough!" Just as he said that, we heard him running out of the building, in a random direction, going after these bandits.

Sighing again, I turned towards the others. "Alright everypony, it's safe to go out now. We'll meet them at my castle. Braeburn, show the Captain how to use that Revolver..."

(Kevin/Doom Marine...)

"C'mon y'all! Keep running!"

"Where are we even going!?"

"Anywhere but back there! We'll commender the train back to--!"

"Well, didn't watch where you were stepping." I thoughtfully commented, as the three lackeys of Gunslinger's men stepped into my trap. Once the Kinetic Mines were tripped, they flew straight towards their targets, and blew them up. Sending their limps, bloods, and guts everywhere, creating quite the gory mess.

I just hope this town doesn't get all uptight about it. Otherwise, they'll have to deal with Bryan, and that's not a good idea.

Anyway, I was on the rooftops, overseeing the enemy movements. Ever since this fight started, the forty-eight men were minimised to about twenty now. Getting up, I ran towards the tallest building, which is the clock tower, threw a Teleporter up there, and teleported up. Getting my Vortex Rifle out, I looked through the Scope, seeing what's happening. Bryan was running after their big boss Gunslinger, with three-- scratch that, two of his boys. Bryan managed to pop one of their heads.

Well, since he has that covered, I continued on scanning around, until I spotted where most have gathered at, within the market place. That's when I saw Vincent racing straight towards them, his Chainsaw in hand. Although, what surprised me was that they brought a Gatling Gun with them. One was carrying it, while another was feeding him the ammunition. Not sure if that'll do them any good, but there better not be anyone hiding in the market place. It's bad enough if we get civvies caught up in this fight.

Taking one last scan before I head back and see if the group was alright, I spotted three bandits holding three children, as hostages. They tied, gagged, and blindfolded them, carrying them over their shoulders, while making their way to wherever. Likely to get us to stop and let them go. Not happening. Jumping down from the tower, I used my thrust boots to ease me back down to the ground, and made my way over. Switching to my Pistol, I attached its new mod on, the Silence Sniper, and went invisible. Once I reached a cross-section, I hid within an alleyway, waiting for them.

Soon, I heard them running this way. "By the Celestial Light! What kind of freak show was that all about!? We've lost so many of our boys!"

"Relax! We got our bargaining chips right here!"

"Heh! I hope we get to keep them!" Okay, that one said it in the most perverse way, I wanted to lung myself at him, and rip his throat out. You know what? I'll do that last.

It seems his two other companions agreed with what I felt towards that statement. "Y'all sicko, brah! The boss ain't gonna like that kind of thinking!"

"Yeah! We got standards, and that's crossing the line! What's wrong with ya!?"

"Oh, c'mon! Don't tell me y'all never thought of it?" As they came into view, they stopped as the other two glared at the depraved asshole, who just grinned a shit-eating grin. "Ah mean, think about it? These three girls have fine figures on them!" Oh, now you're just pushing it.

"This is why you always get into trouble! You just can't keep it in your pants, and you tend to waste your money away on whores!" One of them retorted angrily.

"Take that back! Those ladies are some of the finest!" And now they're arguing with each other. This would have been the perfect opportunity, but none of them were lined up the way I wanted them to be, and I can't risk taking the shot, I might end up hurting the girls.

Before anything else, some big red stallion came out of nowhere, and charged up against that depraved asshole, making him drop a yellow filly with red mane and tail, complete with a bow on top. Pinning him to a wall, he proceeded to punching the living shit out of him. It wasn't anything like Bryan, but he might as well be counted as a Berserker. Unfortunately, that asshole managed to pick up a broken bottle, and made a cut on both his legs. Gaining the upper-hand, he pushed Big Red off, and started beating him up in return, even giving a few more cuts.

"Y'all should have stayed out of the way! You would've lived long enough to get some!" He taunted, as he kicked Big Red on the ground. "Ah gonna hand it to ya, though, y'all put up a good fight. But now, it all ends here..." Before he could end it though, I shot both of his knee caps, or where they usually are, and his hands. Effectively disarming and crippling him. "ARGH! WHAT THE--!?" I lunged myself at him, pinning him to the ground, and ripped out his fucking throat. Slowly. Just to get the message across to his two buddies. He couldn't do anything about, he just stared at me with wide opened eyes, the fear of death shown plainly on him, as he started dying from there. Soon, all life was gone, the blankness within him settled the conclusion.

Finally revealing myself, I got up from the corpse, and turned to face the last two. Who were shaking in fear, not knowing what to do. So, I simply just pointed it out to them; hand over the girls, or I'll do you far worse than what you witness. Getting the message, they immediately threw them to the ground and started to run for it. They didn't get far, since I placed a bullet in each skull from behind. True, they did what I told them, but I didn't state them to throw them around like rag dolls! That's just plain rude!

Walking to one of them, I took out my knife and cut their binds, the rest they can get themselves. Once done, I went over to Big Red, took out a syringe filled with blue, and injected him. Now, I wasn't completely sure if this stuff would work on other sentient beings, outside humans, but it did the trick.

"Oh... My head..." He groaned, as I helped him up on his hooves. "Thank you kindly. I'm--"

"BIG MAC!" One of the girls shouted out, as she and the other two tackled him back on the ground. Shedding tears from their eyes.

"Ow..." He winched out, getting back up. "Alright girls, I'm fine. Now, what were you three doing out here?" He asked them, getting serious about it. Even I wanted to know why.

Getting off him, they wiped their tears away, and explained. "Well... We wanted to get our Cutie Marks in saving the day, or something... But that didn't go over smoothly." The orange Pegasus stated, looking very guilty, much like the other two.

As for 'Big Mac', he just facepalmmed at this, and sighs tiredly. "Girls, you really need to started thinking more clearly and carefully. This isn't the time to go play hero." He told them firmly. "Right now, as of this moment, all three of you are grounded, for a month."

"Aww..." They whined at this, but, nonetheless, accepted the consequences.

Just then, we heard gunfire, and that was coming from where Vincent was at. Tapping Big Mac's shoulder, I made some motion with my hands, telling him we need to get going. Understanding what I was getting at, he nodded. "Alrighty then. Twilight's castle?" He asked and I nodded at this. "'Kay, come follow us." With that said, he grabbed a hold of the girls, one on his back, and two in each arm. Once done, he had me on point, with him telling me which way to go.

As for those unfortunate bastards in the market place; may you forever burn in the fires of Hell. Because that's where you're all going...

(Vincent/Doom Marine, market place...)

"SHOOT AT HIM, DANG IT! SHOOT!"

"AH'M TRYING! BUT THAT THING WON'T STAND STILL!"

"HURRY UP AND KILL IT! WE'RE DYING OUT HERE!"

Well, aren't you lot the whiners. I found this lot just hanging around here, for no apparent reason. Unless they really did want to die. Anyway, there were only about nine of them left, all standing in one spot. I've killed off most of them, these ones won't be any different.

One of them was too far spread out, making him my next victim. Speeding towards him, I cut off both his arms, because he was going akimbo. Worst attempt if you ask me. With him spasming out from the lost of his arms, the others saw this, and I just waved at them... With one of his severed arms.

"Hi! Nice weather we're having, aren't we!?" I said in a neighbourly manner, as I put away my Chainsaw, while baiting them stupid fucks into doing what I want them to do. Oh, and did they take a bite out of it. Aiming down my way, I quickly grabbed the disarmed and made him my bullet-sponged meat shield. Upon which I pulled the corners of his mouth up, making him grin. "Smile for the cameras..." I whispered sadistically in his ears, as the lead started flying once more...

Once I heard the clicking of empty guns, it signalled they're out of ammo. It lasted on for about five minutes, upon which I was surprised my makeshift shield held out that long. Looking back at it, there wasn't much left, just ripped flesh and tear through bullet holes. Then the body started to tear away at the neck, as I now held the head, as its body fell to the ground.

Facing the now decapitated head, I started playing around with it, preferably the mouth. "Hello Deaths Runner! It would seem I've lost the will to live." I mimicked every time I moved it.

"Yes, it would seem so." I replied to it, nodding my head.

"BUT! I have a joke to tell, before I depart from this realm. Care to lend a ear, please? I promise you, it'll be a killer of a joke..."

"Oh~! I do love me some killer jokes! They're the only kinds of jokes, besides dark humour, that really make me feel alive... On the inside!" I laughed at myself for that one, even making the skull laugh along with me, while our audience stared onward.

"Ohohoho~! Marvellous, now then, before I start, I must warn you; it's a tad bit cliché. Seeing as it has been used so many times, I came up with a new one. One I know you'll like, because it's right up your alleyway. Ready? Now; why did the headless chicken — yes, you heard me right — cross on through a graveyard?" It said, making me think.

"Hmm... Okay, first off; why is the chicken headless?" I asked.

"I don't know how it became headless in the first place. Why the Hell should we care!? It's just a joke, no need to make it go balls-deep!" It retorted back at me.

"Sorry. Anyway, was it because its head mysteriously flung out in there?"

"No."

"And like that, you lost me." I said with a deadpan expression, not that anyone can see anyway.

"Okay, I'll tell you. Why did the headless chicken cross on through a graveyard? Because it tried to get into the other side... OF THE AFTERLIFE!" As soon as it said that, we laughed. It was that kind of laugh that would have made the Joker proud.

Although, our audience left us, dropping their guns and just ran for it. Shaking my head, I threw the head away and took out a Telsa Grenade, upon which I modified a bit more, making it travel further and faster, while charging up for the Big Bang, once it discharged. Priming it, I threw it ahead of me, and it raced off towards the targets, leaving behind a trail of electrical red energy. Once it reached them, they all got shocked into bloody oblivion, as they all got blown up into gory bits and pieces.

It may or may not have caused some property damage along the way. But, you know what? Fuck it! Because I sure as Hell don't give a damn about it! Now then, which way did Bryan run off to? Walking through the empty streets of a ghost town, everything was closed shut. I wonder if they have a Pub? I could really use a good drink. Soon enough, I heard the telltale of flesh and bone being pounded mercilessly, as I turned around a corner, and found Bryan doing what he does best. As he finally finished off Gunslinger's man, by punching his face into nothingness, he gets up and walks over to the downed Gunslinger, who just finished reloading his Revolver.

Firing at Bryan, the bullets just bounced off him, not really penetrating the armour. Once the fifth shot went out, Bryan quickly snatched it out of his hands, whacks him across the face, knocking out a few teeth, shoves it in his mouth, and blown his brains out with the final shot. Covering the walls behind him, where he was leaned up against.

Throwing the gun at the now deceased body of Gunslinger, Byran turns around and sees me standing there. "So, is that all of them?"

"I guess so. If not, then Kevin would have hunted down the leftovers." I replied to him. Speaking of which, I got on Comms and radioed to him. "Yo, Kevin, where are you at bro?"

There was some commotion happening on his side, sounds as if someone was yelling about something, but Kevin replied. "Marking my location. We're all at Twilight's castle." Looking up at our compasses, we saw the way to him.

Looking back at Bryan, he nodded and we started hoofing it there. Heh! Hoofing it. Fucking pony puns, man. Anyway, enough of that shit. Eventually, we made it to the castle, and opened up the door. But, for god sakes, must every castle made by the Equestrians be a fucking maze!? Luckily, we didn't have to worry about getting lost, because we can hear shouting, as we ventured on forth.

Coming up to where the shouting was, Bryan kicked open the door, only to see the entire room thrown into chaotic arguments. Now, none of us knew why, but we looked towards Kevin for answers, only for him to shake his head. Meaning, it was completely hopeless to figure out, and pointless to do so.

Bryan pulled out his Pistol, attaching the Rapid-Fire mod on, aimed up to the ceiling, and fully unloaded. Everyone ducked underneath this round table, of some kind, until Bryan stopped. "OKAY! What the fucking Hell people!?" He growled, making it clear he wasn't gonna put up with this sort of thing. Slowly, everyone started to come out from under, and stood in silence, shame and guilt written all over.

Sighing, he continued. "Look, I know this hasn't been easy, for any of you. But right now, just be thankful you're all still alive. Right now, I want all of you to cut this shit out, because it isn't gonna get you anywhere." They all agreed and said their apologises to one another. Once done, they turned back to him. "Good. Now then, Nightwish; I need your team to come help with confiscating all weaponry from the bandits. I don't want any fuckstick coming and taking them."

"Yes sir! You heard him girls, move out!" She ordered them, as they quickly out, with Kevin leading them.

Looking back over to the so-called sheriff, Bryan told him. "As for you, I want you to confirm all forty-eight of the Western Raiders are dead. Write it up, if you must. Once Celestia or Luna gets down here, you can shift the money over to them, when you get back to the bounty board."

The little guy gulped. "S-s-sure thing. Ah'll...get to that."

Grunting, Bryan walked out of there, with me in tow, after I waved at the lot...

(Bryan/Doom Marine...)

After we all collected in the weapons, or what we can collect, because some of them were broken from the fight. But, every piece counts, and we couldn't risk anyone popping their own heads off by accident. Returning back to Twi's castle, we seem to have drawn in uninvited guest, as the townsfolk were following us. Luckily enough, Tia came in with the prisoners transport, and quickly dealt with the crowd. Although, she did needed to reassure them that everything was under control and perfectly safe. Once inside, we stored them in one of the vaults, having them transported tomorrow morning.

From there, we discussed about the sentence for the prisoners. I told Tia I wanted them in the Guard, which raised some questions as to why. I explained to them that their kind has now started to create these weapons, and that the Guard will be needing them. Tia, for her part, didn't exactly liked this idea, and would rather have us to train the Guard, even Nightwish agreed with this. So, in retaliation, I gave Tia a black-eye, making it absolutely clear on what's going to happen. Most that were new became surprised by this action, while others just cringed at this. There were a couple that were neither, just staring at me, unamused and disapproval. Those ones, I just flipped them the bird, and they sighed.

Of course, Mayor Mare had to make an announcement to the crowd that had waited outside. We were all out there, at the front door into Twi's castle. Most were still fearful of us, but at the same time, grateful of us. There are those who looked at us with distrust and disdain, even voicing out about us, blaming us for all the bad things. Although, these were quickly stumped by Tia, who declared that any attempts on our lives, is a direct violation to the Crown, and an act of treason. She was also using an illusion spell to hide the black-eye I gave her.

While this may have stopped them from trying anything, it didn't quell their hatred for us. What's even more unfortunate, is that they have failed to realise, it was for their safety. Tia was trying to protect them, not us. She knows damn well that we can take care of ourselves, but they can't. So, she's trying to minimise unnecessary civilian casualties, even if it was out of self-defence. Once everything was said and done, they all went back to their daily lives, while the Mayor was giving us her thanks, and went back to her office, complaining about the paperworks on this.

Braeburn also talked to Tia, explaining about the events, and the whole bounty thing, to which she was very pissed off about. She even said that she won't accept the payment, since it was all money being paid in blood. But, a Super Shotgun pointed to her head made her change her mind. Gritting her teeth, she gave the details to Braeburn, as he did the same. He was going to stick around, saying he'll get on the train tomorrow.

Once done, Tia glared at me. "Why are you doing this!? You're not mercenaries, for crying out loud!" She demanded.

"Because we busted out asses for saving this town, and cleaning up the mess." I told her. "Not to mention, you weren't paying much attention. It's either that, or we scamp off of you. Which will it be?" I counteracted, knowing full well she won't risk it, and she can't exactly argue about it.

Her right eye starts to twitch, as she throws her arms up in the air dramatically, screaming her head off, as she walked to the transport. Not saying a single word. Once she left with the prisoners, I chuckled a little before heading back inside, to see what the others are doing, with Braeburn following me.

"Uh... Say, uh, mr. Doom Marine? Was that really necessary? I mean, y'all were arguing to--"

"I know who I was talking to, but you are too stupid enough for not paying attention. I did gave her a fucking black-eye, remember." I cut him off, knowing what he was saying. So I have to remind him on who I was.

"Oh... Right." He said nervously, but spoke no more.

Reaching the others, they seemed to be sorting things out, in a more civilised manner. Well, as long as they don't go crazy, they'll be fine. Although, the entire room seem to be decked out for some party.

Confused, I walked up to one of the bros and asked. "Hey, what's going on?"

Vincent replied. "Pinkie Pie, is what's going on here. Apparently, she somehow managed to get this place ready for a party." And to emphasis this, he pointed up to a banner, which said; 'Let's All Give A Big Thanks To The Doom Marines And Welcome To Ponyville Party!'

OK, now that was just disturbing. Now I'm getting the feeling she's somewhat like Deadpool, where he breaks the Fourth Wall.

"Yeah... We're starting to think so, as well." Vincent stated, knowing what I was thinking.

"... Pinkie, are you sure about this? Is it even necessary?" I asked, knowing she'll come running up to us.

Upon which, she did just that. "Because silly filly, I--"

"We're not girls, Pinkie!" I snapped at her, which made her flinch, realising her mistake.

"Sorry. But, anyway, I thought that throwing you guys a party would give a change of pace!" She explained, while giving us her trademark smile. "So, what do you think!?"

"... It's kid friendly." I commented flatly.

She looks at us confused. "Huh? Well, duh! I mean, we do have kids here!" She pointed out, until a question popped up in her head. "When was the last time you guys--"

"Not for the longest time." Vincent answered her, cutting her off.

She gasped at this. "WHAT!?!?!?"

"Pinkie!" We heard AJ shouted, as she thrown a lasso over Pinkie and pulled her towards her and the girls. "C'mon, Sugarcube! They have been fighting for a very long time, maybe we should let them do what they want to do."

"I have to agree with Applejack on this." Rares said, while the others nodded their heads.

Pinkie thought this over, and she sighed. "Oh, okay. What do you guys want to do?" She asked.

Looking at each other, they nodded their heads and I answered. "We'll stay for the party. For a while, anyway..." Liking our decision, we heard music playing, as she got up, jumped high up, and shouted.

"LET'S PARTY!!!!"

Things started picking up from there, real quickly too. Me and the other two just sit back and relax, taking in the scenery, that was happening. The Lunar Guardsmares even got into the groove of things, just dancing around with each other and having fun. Big Mac, along with Braeburn, were sitting with us, and we made some small talk. Braeburn even asked us, if we can give some of the guns we confiscated today, to his family members here. I told him we'll think about it, but there has to be rules on how you get them.

Soon, the three fillies came up to us. "Say, mister, what are Doom Marines?" The yellow Earth Pony, Applebloom, asked us.

"We're soldiers." I simply answered her.

They were confused by this. "What is a soldier, anyway?" The orange Pegasus, Scootaloo, spoke up next.

"Fighters." I answered.

"Like the Royal Guard?" The white Unicorn, Sweetie Belle, asked.

"No. Completely different." I told her, which seems to confuse them even more.

"But, you said you guys are fighters, right? Like the Royal Guard?" Scootaloo asked.

"Don't compare us both. We're two separate things." They wanted to know more, but Big Mac came to the rescue.

"Alright y'all, that's enough. Yer only confusing yourselves at this point." He said to them, upon which they whined. "Now, now. None of that, ya hear? Run along and play somewhere else, Ah don't think you can do much over here." After that, they ran off somewhere.

Soon enough, Fluttershy came over to us. "Oh, hello there. I'll be leaving now. I have to get back home, and make sure the animals are alright." She told us.

"Okay. But on one condition." I said to her.

"What might that be? If you don't mind me asking." She said, and I pointed towards Kevin.

"He walks you home." I told her.

"Oh... OK?" She tilted her head to the side, confused by this.

So, I explained it to her. "It's just to keep you safe, besides it's getting dark out." Pointing out towards a window, the sun started to set, and there wasn't much sunlight.

She gasped in surprise. "Oh my! I didn't realise... Wait, but this is Ponyville. Everypony here knows me."

"In the day, yes. But things are different at night." I explained. "We're just protecting you. Only because we lived a different life, than yours. So you better get going, now."

Kevin got up stood next to her, nodding towards the door. She was still uncertain, but she went along with it. As they left, I heard Vincent sigh. "What's wrong?"

"Dude, there's no boozes." He answered.

"I did say this was kid friendly."

"Yeah. But I wanna drink the night away."

"Oh for fuck sakes..." I groaned, as I looked towards Big Mac and Braeburn. "I don't suppose you know a Pub around these parts?"

"Eyup!" Big Mac replied. "There's one in town. C'mon, Ah'll take us there. Celestia knows Ah need one, too."

"Woohoo!" Vincent cheered, as he jumped up to his feet. "Alright, let's blow this joint!"

"Yeah! Let's do that!" Pinkie said, as she rushed on over and grabbed Vincent by the hand.

"Wha--??" Was all he said, before being taken by the Pink Menace, onto the dance floor.

Oh, this is too perfect, and I'ma take it! Motioning the other two to come along, they got the idea and were snickering, while we sneaked away from the party. Once we were in the hallway, we ran for it, laughing all the while getting outside.

When we got outside, we heard Vincent yelling out at us. "YOU ASSHOLES!!!!!!!!!"

"Well, looks like he found out." I stated. "So, pub?"

Big Mac nodded. "Alrighty then, follow me." Moving into town, there wasn't that many people, so that's good. I don't wanna have to deal with anybody's stupid shit. Eventually, we made it to one. "Well, here we are. Blood-drunk Mary Berry. Don't even ask why, she just named it that way."

"She?" I asked.

Before he could answer, someone got thrown out from the place, landing right in front of us. Then some more got thrown out, on top of this guy. That made up about five people getting thrown out. Soon, we heard a woman's voice shouting. "You lot better not come back here, if you know what's good for your health!"

Groaning, they all tried to get up, only for me to grab one of them by the throat. Startled, thee rest quickly shuffled away from me, with the other I was holding struggling.

Holding out my Pistol, I pointed it against his head, only for the owner to come out. "Whoa! Hey, hold up there, hero! No need for that!" She called out. Looking over to her, she was an Earth pony, as for her colour, I couldn't even tell if it was considered purple or not.

Looking between her and the young punk, I threw the kid down on the ground, as he and his pals made a run for it. The owner gave a sigh of relief. "Phew! Thank Celestia for that..."

"She can go fuck herself, for all I care." I snarked off, which got the message across.

"Okay... Never mention her name in a praising manner." She muttered. Shaking her head, she spoke up. "Anyway, welcome to my pub. Sorry about that, those boys were getting a little too friendly with my daughter. Names Berry Punch, by the way." Holding her hand out, I took it and shook it.

"And by that, they were sexually harassing her, in their drunken state of mind. I know the feeling..."

"You have a kid? Since when?"

"I didn't meant it that way, no."

"Oh, sorry." She said as we let go. "C'mon in, drinks are on the house." Before we could go in, the three of us boys got tackled down to the ground.

"You CUNTS! Leaving me at the mercy of the Pink Menace!"

"Oh, there you are. Where have you been?" I asked him cheekily, trying to sound as innocent as possible.

"Don't you fucking give me that! Now, y--!"

"We're getting free drinks."

"I love you guys!" Getting up, he was about to run in, only for me to trip him up. Falling face first, he poked fingers at me. "You fucking prick."

"Shut up bitch. It's your fault." I bantered back at him.

Berry was laughing at this. "Oh my goodness! This is funny! But seriously, boys, hurry up and get your sexy flanks in here! The drinks aren't gonna serve themselves!"

"Coming!" Vincent yelled as he got back up and ran up to the doorway. But stop short from entering in. Turning around, he spoke. "Well, what are you waiting for? Come on!"

Rolling my eyes, I shoved the other two off of me, and walked up to the door. Big Mac and Braeburn got up and we all went inside. Everyone inside didn't seem to mind us, as they just waved at us, and we waved back at them. Confused by this, we all looked towards Berry, as she went behind the bar, getting our drinks. "Say, Berry, why isn't anyone here freaking out?" I asked.

"Yeah, I was somewhat expecting them to tell us off, or something." Vincent added.

"Well, what do you think? You guys are heroes. Maybe not the ideal type of heroes, but one we really need. Besides, the news keeps talking about you..." She said as she pointed up to a T.V. "Speaking of which, there they go again..." Turning up the volume, we watched what was on.

"... In other news: we come to Manehattan, where we last saw the Doom Marines. Apparently, on the last day, they went to a toy store to give the toy makers a design of themselves, along with a few bits and pieces these collectibles will have. The toy makers, themselves, commented on how challenging it was to make these toys, but they have enjoyed it. Even stating that they have left them a device, far more advanced than ours, to help with making them. And did they deliver quite the impact. Unfortunately, they are only for display, showing you the many different colour schemes and names they each have. As for the price, the Doom Marines have set it to a very reasonable one, $3.99, which will get the little ones all riled up, upon which they'll be ready for sales..."

"Holy shit, look at that! You sly sons of bitches..." Vincent commented.

"... Not only that, but it seems to have inspired some young artists . Ever since the attack, there have been numerous fan-based pictures and such, drawn for the Doom Marines. Most of which, are basically revolving around battling monsters and armies, with various weapons, besides the ones they would usually use. Ranging from many of the melee weapons, it would one particular Doom Marine is always founded, either using a Longsword, a Battle Axe, a Warhammer, or Mace. Others contain either them in a relationship with someone, or a multitude of them..."

"And there goes my hopes for them." I said as I just tuned out the news. Because we all know what those types are doing right now.

Giggling, Berry gave us our bottles of... Apple Cider? Well, I don't mind it. But Vincent however, is gonna complain about this. "Here ya go, boys!" Nodding to her, I took mine, popped the cap open, with my thump, lifted my helmet up to reveal my mouth, and took a sip of it. Gotta say, not bad, but the alcohol in it is nearly nonexistent. It tasted more like a fizzy drink. Then again, it's our power-ups that seem to have, somehow, given us a boost an alcoholic tolerances.

When Vincent stopped laughing his ass off, he looked at his bottle in contempt immediately. "Hey, where's the real heavy stuff? I'm trying to get drunk here, and I haven't felt that in a long time." Shaking my head, I finished mine off quickly and grabbed his one. Not like he was gonna drink it now...

Berry raised a brow. "Okay, I may have said that drinks are on the house, but I didn't say the real good stuff was a part of the equation." She stated, pointing up to the top shelves. "Those ones, you'll have to pay, because they were very expensive to get..." Hearing me finishing my second one, she just stared at me, and then handed me another one. "And now I'm starting to have second thoughts about this."

"Too late to back out, and he could do you one better." I told her, popping off the cap and drank from it.

"Oh yeah, how?" Oh she shouldn't have said that. Now I know I'll have to watch out for Vincent.

"1v1 me, sister! Drinking contest! Whoever drinks themselves under the table loses, and last one left standing wins!" Vincent declared loudly, making everyone go 'Oohhh' from that.

As for Berry, her left eye twitched a couple of times, before she gave a predatory grin, and pulled out a big bottle. "... You're on." The crowd went wild, cheering on for these two to get it on.

Rolling my eyes, I asked them. "Is there a Jukebox in here? If so, put some music on!"

"I gotcha!" One of them said, getting up and turning it on.

"Berry, turn that shit off! No one wants that on." I said to her, as she grabbed the remote and switched it off. Once done, she grabbed a glass, each for her and Vincent.

"Pinch! Could you be a dear, and watch over the bar for please?" She called, and a young girl came running over.

"Sure mum! Go get 'em!" Her daughter, Pinch, said to Berry.

"Oh I will dearie, don't you worry none." Berry said, letting her daughter's head. She then turns to Vincent. "Ready to lose?"

"We'll see about that!" He retorted, as she lead them over to a spare table.

Pinch then came up to me and said. "Your friend's gonna lose." She whispers.

"Your mother never won against a human. What makes you think it's no different? Has she won against a Gryphon, a Minotaur, anything that's not a Pony?" I snapped at her, making her flinch from me. Snorting, I took a sip before saying. "Didn't think so."

"Well... OK, you have a point." She said. I wasn't looking at her, because I was more focus on the challenge. The crowd has been cheering on, seeing as it's their fifth round. I think they were drinking rum, at least, I think it is.

"This is gonna take a while..."

([Third Person] Later that night...)

After Kevin made sure Fluttershy was back at her cottage, he stayed around for a while, listening to her talk about the animals she took care of and such. Even making friends with a Eagle she rescued. Although, a certain rabbit soon learns that, you should not mess with a Doom Marine. Not to mention, getting caught in the act by said Doom Marine, and shown to his owner and caretaker.

Fluttershy, being who she is, lectured to Angel and sent him off to bed. But he wasn't the only one. She soon turned to Kevin, trying to lecture him next, but this was met with a presences of authority, from Kevin, who stood there with his arms cross. Making it very clear that she shouldn't try it on him, for he did not start the knife fight, and that he was well within his rights to defend himself. He was even tapping one finger and one foot, giving off that fatherly feeling. This is something he would use on Tia and Lulu, when they were young, and wouldn't do as they were told.

Fluttershy thought about using 'The Stare' on him, but then remembered how that turned out for that one Cockatrice. Even without Kevin's helmet on, she highly doubted she could get him to listen. She doesn't know much about humans yet, they may have given her and her friends some knowledge, but we're still very reluctant to reveal everything. The only thing she could do was submit to his decision, and accept that he was right. Besides, he didn't kill Angel on the spot, but she knew she should be more careful around Bryan. He was the one with the temper, and if Angel ever tried to it again, with him no less... Well, she rather not think about it.

Feeling a hand patting her head, she looked to see Kevin not feeling or looking disappointed in her, seemingly forgiving her. Sitting on the couch, they talked some more, even when Luna started to raise her father's moon. Although, they heard a knock on the door, which scared Fluttershy half to death. Getting up, Kevin snuck over to the front door, Pistol in hand, with its silencer still on. Nodding at Fluttershy, she hesitantly got up and came up to the door, where Kevin faded from sight, as she opened the door a little. "Y-Y-Yes? Who is it?" She asked, while still hiding behind the door.

Then a feminine voice replied, but not to her question. "Kevin, it's me. Come out of hiding, and put the gun away." This surprised Fluttershy immensely. Somehow, this stranger knew who and where Kevin was. As for him, he quickly came back to existence, placed his Pistol away, and got between her and the door. Backing away, Fluttershy saw Kevin opening the door fully, to reveal one of the Night Sentinels, standing there. The only differences is, that she was carrying two swords. One on her left hip, and the other on her back.

Although, this one felt... Different from the rest. At least, the two she met for a short while. This one felt... She couldn't quite figure it out, but she felt as if she were important. Perhaps, she was very close with the Doom Marines. If so, then that must be it, because it stands to reason that, she didn't refer to Kevin as 'Sir' or 'Lord'.

"Good to see you again, dear Hunter. Mind if I come in, please?" Snapping out of her thoughts, when she heard her speak, Fluttershy quickly replied.

"Oh, yes! Of course! Please, do come in!" She answered her, as Kevin steps aside to let the Night Sentinel inside.

Minding her head and the sword on her back, she bends down slightly to go through the door. As she comes in, Kevin looks outside, making sure nothing was waiting and hiding, then closes the door.

From there, the Night Sentinel turns to face Kevin. "I'm glad you're all alright. But tell me; where is Bryan?" She asked him.

Kevin replied. "Last time I saw him and Vincent, was back at this town's castle. Although, I highly doubt they're there anymore. The party was too kid friendly."

She sighed at this. "And, knowing Vincent, he's probably somewhere in town drinking. With Bryan watching over him." She concluded, with Kevin nodding his head in agreement.

"Um... Excuse me?" Fluttershy spoke up, getting their attentions. "But, if you want, I can lead you to where they might be? Because, well, Ponyville only has one Pub in town."

Thinking this over, the Night Sentinel nodded. "Thank you, young one. But let's wait it out a bit. Vincent can get a little... Rambunctious. Especially, when he's drunk off his head." And just to prove her point, they heard banging and crashing, even laughter, out in the distances. Although barley, but it was there.

Smiling sheepishly, Fluttershy spoke up. "Um... Yes! I can see why... A-A-Anyway, my name is--"

"Dame Fluttershy, Bearer of The Element of Kindness. We actually know of all six of you." The Night Sentinel said, surprising her in the process. "I know you have questions regarding me, but I'll tell you at a later date. My name is Visilia, Princess of Tartarus."

That last part surprised Fluttershy even more, and before she could say anything, Kevin placed a hand over her mouth. Stopping her from screaming out something embarrassingly stupid. Shaking his head, Kevin let go of her, and looked back at Visilia. "Why are you here?"

"I came here on my father's permission and blessing. He wants me to inform you that our forces with be coming here in the morning. A hundred strong, twenty soldiers each from the five factions. Some you know and remember, others fill in as new bloods." She explained, as she pulls out the sword from her back. "Other than that though, I need to see Bryan, and give this to him."

Fluttershy looked at the sword, while it wasn't anything new to her, the characteristics and the feeling she got from it was... Unique, shall we say.

"This is Bryan's very own sword." Visilia explained to Flutters. "At least, the very first he started out with. He has slain many Demons with this weapon. It was craft by our late Forger, the greatest one we had. For he created the armour, as you can now see on me."

"Oh... My." As they talked some more, Fluttershy was starting to feel tired herself, but fought through it, trying her best to stay up with them. Luckily, they didn't have to wait long though.

"Well, I think we waited long enough." Visilia stated, as she placed Bryan's sword on her back, and went outside. Followed by Kevin and Fluttershy.

Fluttershy lead the two through the sleeping town, though a bit slowly, because she was tired. Along the way, she heard Visilia talking to herself. "If only I could bring the Crucible to him... Or maybe even..." She didn't speak too much into it, but from the sound of things, perhaps she has feelings for Bryan. But that seemed strange. Bryan didn't look like the type to get into a relationship. Then again, she doesn't know much about any of them, only from what they told.

Eventually, they made it to the Pub. While it may seem relatively intact on the outside, the inside is where the real mess is. Visilia walked up to the door and opened it up, finding it as she predicted; Destroyed. Every drunken idiot was on the floor, snoring away, while she tries to find the two Doom Marines. She found one, oddly enough, hanging upside down, from one of the chandeliers. Laughing and muttering incoherent words in his sleep.

Shaking her head, she heard a groan, one that was all too familiar to her, and straight to it. She found Bryan, but was a little agitated by the sight. He was lying there, his head at her feet, with some youngling on top of him. Not to mention, his helmet was missing, showing his face fully. She and Kevin were both surprised by his new appearances; his hair was silvery white, his face still looked young, although you could have mistaken him to be in his late twenties, to early thirties. Looking about, she found his helmet, picked it up, and threw it at his head. Waking up immediately from that, Bryan was very pissed off, jerking up with his Pistol in hand. Looking behind him, he aimed his gun at her, baring his sharp teeth at her, growling all the while. With his eyes wide open, she can see they, too, have changed colour, blood red eyes, coursing with his building rage.

Although, he stopped when he finally realised, that it was her, and that she wasn't a happy lady either.

"... Oh, fuck me."

"That can be arrange, jackass."

Author's Notes:

Looks like someone's in trouble. Anyway, we finally get see what Bryan's face looks like, at least in the present. Also, yes, Bryan was the only Doom Marine to have ever welded the Crucible. But that doesn't mean the others cannot weld it. Also, yes, Doom Marine toys for the children. But they're not that easy to make. If you wish to do crossovers with me, you can. All you need to do is ask me.

So, what is the relationship between the Bloody-handed Berserker, and the Princess of Tartarus?

And as always, thanks for reading.