Rumble in the ground.

Planet Noveria, Cerberus Facility, Midnight

"So tell me again why do I have to be the one to run into their lines of sight and take each and every single bullet and act like nothing is happening? What the fuck am I a bullet sponge?" I shouted while in the shuttle as it flew towards are LZ, a Cerberus Research Lab, apparently it was large enough to also act as a dry-dock for a frigate that was currently being refitted with new turrets and armor plating.

"Because you idiot, you are the only person here that was trained to use that shield of theirs and also your armor is the thickest amongst us, that and your shields are alot stronger and recharge a hell of alot faster...which reminds me on how come only you have those power cells in your armor..." said the other human in our group, Katherine, that bitch got an attitude problem and a large as ego to boot, but hell when she fires that gun of hers I can count on her to watch my ass in the field...and I bet she can count on me to watch her ass when she is moving to cover...mostly watching her ass nothing else.

During my temporary thought of watching Katherine running on a battlefield and my field of vision only looking at her ass I felt something hit me upside the head roughly before hitting me in the gut with a rifle. Coughing up whatever I had for dinner that day, which was nothing since I was not allowed into the mess hall for being both a 'traitor' and that I also worked for Cerberus...they should be happy that I didn't just use my up-link network and alerted the Noveria station that we were coming to kick their asses up and down the planet side.

"Ow...fuck you Krusk...was hitting me upside the head really required...it feels like you just hate me because I stopped your brother's merc group from sending that shipment of red sand and e-zero on Omega. He should have known to not double-cross Aria, now he is alone in the void of space since I kicked his ass out the airlock without a helmet." I said grinning while giving him a middle finger as our shuttle shakes a bit, making me lose balance and fall face first into Liselle's chest, by chest I mean into a pair of marshmallows softer than a fleece pillow.

Two seconds before anything else happens I get literally thrown out of the moving shuttle over the base, and I land face first into a pile of snow, left behind. Again.

After pulling myself out of the snow I hear the sounds of alarms going off and the repeating boom sounds of AA Batteries currently shooting at my shuttle and making it fly around like some idiot was drunk beyond recognition and took the keys to the shuttle and decided to go for a spin. My only thoughts at the moment was: "Hahahahaha fuck you assholes, get shot down! Throw me out the shuttle and blew your own cover like a bunch of idiots! Ha the house always wins!" I shouted which was lost to the sounds of a blizzard rolling in, and since my helmet was covering my entire head and that fall left me without a moment to switch to squad channels I was in essence talking to myself...again.

"Eh fuck it, imma just walk my merry ass over to the base and just shoot my way in and out, I bet those idiots are having a blast without me..."

Meanwhile

The sounds of explosions and gunfire fill the night air as rounds from both parties send at each other fill the airspace, the sounds of someone crying out as they get shot and the occasional person jumping over a barrier only to get shot in the head sending helmet fragments and brain chunks everywhere, later the sounds of a loud thunderclap fills the night air, the reporting crack of a Mantis. As both parties keep shooting at each other from their limited cover, both decieded to try and advance into the 'no-mans-land' known as the landing pad, currently filled with 23 dead Cerberus shock troopers and one dead combat engineer who was unlucky enough to be set on fire while the turret on his back exploded, blowing him up into a nice bit of human chunk delight.

"BOOM Headshot!"

"Come on! At least leave something for me to kill!"

"Oh bite me Krusk your aim is so bad you can't even hit the side of a barn door."

"I don't know what that is but it sounds insulting."

"Only to you four eyes, only to you."

"Can we please focus now, I rather not get my suit punctured while you two argue about how many kills you both have."

"I agree, and my biotics are not working on those shields of those Centurions or Nemesis's, I need you to bring those down before I can use a singularity on them!"

While my squad was talking on combat tactics the Cerberus Security team was talking about something completely different.

"We need to advance onto their position now while they are distracted!"

"No, send up the Guardian's and flush them out, snipers will pick off any that try to run."

"Yes sir! Guardian's move out!"

Back to me

Yea they are doing just fine, maybe doing better but eh I tried to give a rats ass about them but being thrown into a freshly made squad of random people, yea that is just stupid beyond ignorance. After walking for almost an hour I finally reach the lip of the cliff where I have a birds eye view of the battlefield below me, which was to say pretty epic considering the piles of bodies that litter the landing pad, thumbs up to the soldier I just saw get their head blown off, classic death.

Scanning the battlefield with my omni-tool I noticed that all the hostile soldiers are trying to flank my squad with Guardian's, not bad of a plan but since my squad has armor-piercing ammo mods in use that just eat right through that metal plating, they will eventually have to fall back, what a tragedy...well time to start killing.

Pulling out my Widow Maker (named Shelia) I look over the edge and set my sights on the nearest target I could find, and that target was some soldier trying to get into an Atlas mech, not on my watch, which is currently broken since it was a cheap piece of crap from Omega. Breathing in deeply I slow down my heart-rate to get a perfect shot on my target, which was immediately killed by my own team-mate. "Kill Stealer" I shouted over my channel which earned a laugh from Katherine which I know is probably flipping me off in a random direction since no one knows where I am, shifting my aim quickly and a little to speedy on the trigger, I fired by accident and instead hit a shield pylon, making it explode outward from an incendary round penetrating it, sending metal shrapnel everywhere, killing the closest soldier by driving a metal plate right into his neck, making him drop his rifle and go limp over the railing.

"Boom! how do you like me now Katherine!"

"Still bad on the aim, I would have blown his head off"

"Oh bite me..."

"You would like that wouldn't you?"

"Ya know how I like it Kat."

"Call me Kat again and I will castrate you with a rusty spoon."

"Good luck with that."

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" was all Canterlot heard during the afternoon and many of the rich ponies turned their heads when they heard such harsh language being said at an unbelievable volume and at such time of the day.

Looking down I saw that I was at least give or take two miles above the ground and the way I was falling meant that it was a slow decent into hell, if only hell was an overly colorful planet filled with talking ponies with wings, horns, or both, nope this is more like 'Alice in Wonderland' on ADHD medication. At least this is not my mind otherwise I would be tripping out so bad that I would have taken the first gun I can find, put it in my mouth, insert the thermal clip, and squeeze the trigger, my mind is that fucked up.

Taking a glance upward I saw that the sun was in the middle of the sky, afternoon, and that by looking downward I saw that there was a large lake close to the mountain, a way to survive the impact with small-to-no injuries. Spreading my arms and legs out to slow myself even more and thinking while falling I noticed that my batteries in my armor are still full and that all other processors are also filled to the brim with extra energy, my guess was that all those years of being inactive meant that it was all stored into critical and non-critical systems. Meaning that my shields can handle the sudden flux of energy being shoved into their capacitors.

"Okay...just gotta angle myself just right...and hope that the impact doesn't entirely drain my shields to nothing...I just hope I don't land on a pile of rocks in the water..."

Getting closer to the lake I saw that there was ponies swimming in the lake and that even a few were in a boat, and that got me to start thinking. 'Should I land near the boat and the ponies or just crash somewhere farther from them....'

'Nah'

Adjusting my angle I steered away from the boat far enough so that they would still get wet but not get crushed and killed by a large ass human going at terminal velocity after a two mile drop. After about ten seconds I finally crash into the lake, my armor taking the impact as my shields barely take a dent in its charge only drops by 2%. The helmet seals itself as internal oxygen tanks activate and signal me that I only have 10 hours of air left before I am required to surface and breath again. Turning my head I saw that I was sinking to the bottom of the lake and was relieved that nobody tried to dive down to see what fell out off the cliff, good thing they didn't otherwise they would have freaked the fuck out and ran like their asses were on fire. Wait...I did see that happen once, back on Omega I set at least six batarians on fire by covering their booth cushions in napalm and when the last dude sat down I lit that fucker up as if it was the fourth of july. The looks on their faces was beyond priceless.

After a good hour or so I turned on my helmet lights and saw that I was not only at the bottom of the lake, but I was in fact still sinking down into a hole that for me was like slowly drowning and never being able to reach the surface cause your feet is covered in cement and that you were bound to die. Turning my head only thirty degrees to the left I saw that I was now in an underground cave and that the water I was in was a waterfall...which means that I am back home in a metaphorical sense...

"Well I'll be damned...this place might make out for a good base for a while...if I can find any old supplies that still work I can use this as a bunker...now if only I had my weapons...fuck, the white one has them...perfect...just fucking perfect. Now I have to go topside just to pick them up and jump back down....fuck that shit." speaking to myself within my helmet as I slide out of the water and land with a loud thud onto the stone floor only to be met with four spears being pointed at my face.

"Oh...shit." looking up at my attackers I saw that all of them looked like dogs except that they were standing on their hind legs and that their front paws were hands, they still seemed to have kept the dog face except it looks more...different, still have the tails except one of them looks like a mace with spikes. Awesome...

"Who you, what you doing here?" My god these dogs can't even speak right...broken English....fucking fantastic.

"I am no one of importance...that is who I am." I am actually going for the smart ass approach since I know they can't do jack shit to me while I am still wearing my armor let alone while my shields and barriers are still up.

"A smart ass...and refined talker...take him Alpha...he decide fate..." an Alpha male...seems like these dogs are lead by pack leaders...runts of the group are probably killed off or are just used as a labor force along with what most likely...slaves or prisoners.

As we walk down what felt like hours in the tunnels I occasionally looked left and right and saw ponies mining the caverns, looking for what I saw was large chunk of mixed gems, and to my surprise I saw something that looked like a pony except that it looked like an insect and a pony somehow got mixed together. Whatever the hell that thing was its horn was glowing revealing what was around him, making the ground slightly transparent enough to see the gems inside. If we had that shit we could have efficiently mined out resources without destroying the environment....

After a few minutes we all entered what looked like a throne room except it was a fucking treasure trove of gems, gold coins, stolen loot, shit they got from raids...whatever they had in the old days they got it, they even had a fucking throne sitting sideways in a pile of gold coins. Now that is impressive, even by my standards since sitting on a pile of credit chits would hurt like hell since that crap is fragile and if it breaks your ass is broke.

"So...who is this....outsider? Spot who is this?" My god I swear if I hear any more names that are dog names imma stab a bitch.

"Don't know...we found it in water...we think it surface dog." my guess surface version of these dogs is one of them sticking to the surface...these underground versions look like shit and most likely will burn in the sun if they are ever exposed to it...or maybe just go blind by it, either way I win.

After hearing that dog for exactly five minutes and standing and looking around like someone that grew bored by a speech and was searching for something to occupy time, the sound of someone snapping their fingers got my attention until a pick axe was thrown at my feet. "You will work in mines with others. You mine gems for us, you get to live." Hmmm....mine gems for douche bag dogs....or kill them all and free ponies plus insect thing...eh fuck it.

"Alright but fir-" interruptions are a bitch. Getting hit upside the head by a spear shaft I turn around to see that one of the guards was signaling me to pick it up and go follow him, I only shrugged and picked the damn thing up, thing was light as a damn feather.

"What is your name outsider...or would you prefer that name?"

Thinking. Brain loading in process....

Thinking...

Thinking...

.......oh look a golden sword.

Looking back at him I said in a slightly bored voice, "my name is Regi..."

"Rover" Fucking know it "Take Regi to the newest tunnel so he can begin." and with that I was shoved along with my new somewhat light as fuck pick axe, and marched.

For reasons of my own I felt ungodly weak, I haven't eaten a decent meal in a week, counting the last days of the war and not counting the years I spent as a statue. In all I was beyond starving, that tea didn't do shit to me beside gave me something to wet my whistle.

Under Canterlot, Diamond Dog Mines, Midnight

Well that was better than expected, from what I guessed it was midnight down here since the air shaft I was near was dark and that I saw the moon from it, and looking up at the air shaft I received yet the twentieth shove that day from Rover, since his duty as a guard must have been boring as fuck and watching me smack the cave walls for what my heads up display was approximately ten hours. If I was forced to watch someone mine for ten hours I to would be bored as hell to the point where I would take a Hallex to brighten the day.

"So Rover...what do you do all day besides guard duties?" I had to ask him that, cause if an Alliance marine or Cerberus trooper asked me what I do besides guarding VIP's I would say that I kill others for a living and do smuggling jobs to help pay the bills and pay for the next round of hard ass liquor.

"I raid Pony towns. We Diamond Dogs need pony slaves. They dig up gems, we use gems for selves. When they mine enough we let go. Simple needs." Mmhmm....to lazy to do that shit yourselves you are is more like it, can't do it yourself when I saw at least thirty of you bastards in the mess hall tearing apart a fucking large ass beast with a scorpion tail and bat wings, whatever the fuck it was I wanted to take a large bite from the meaty looking legs.

Shrugging to his answer he called for me to follow him, apparently I am done for the day and that it was time for my meal for the night and then straight to the cells. Happy times...sitting in a jail cell wasn't so bad for me, I always managed to break out of them since MP always left one guard on duty and hacking the security locks was simple when they hardly ever bother to change the codes on them. But the cell I was staying in...holy crap this was fucking medieval even on my standards, the cell was currently filled with at least 17 occupants, all of them varied and look half frozen since it was cold as fucking hell down here and the looks that all of them were giving me were the stares of hollowed hope, broken dreams, and pure sadness. Every single pony...insect pony...and if my memory serves me right, three gryphons, all 17 of them huddling together for warmth and now hoping that I don't notice them.

"Get in cell Regi...welcome to your new home." and with that he pushed me in as I stumble and fall face first into moldy hay. Getting up to dust myself off I saw that all of them were just staring at me as if I was crazy, shrugging I got up and moved over to the bars, waiting for Rover to get out of earshot before speaking up.

"Well...since we are all stuck here....anyone up for introductions?" for me this would have been pointless since they were all slaves but apparently they all still kept themselves sane. Going from pony to pony to pretty cool insect pony, I learned a few of their names, Vinyl Scratch, Octavia (Human name....what the fuck?), Cherilee, Sunny Smiles, Storm Breaker, Cloud Kicker, Boxer, Ditzy and the insect pony, Ditto. Looking at them I saw that many of them flinched whenever I got near them, a lot of them were shivering not from cold but from absolute fear. Not knowing why I finally asked the two little ponies that were hugging each other, "Why are you afraid of me?" my voice sounded so cold and icy that I might as well have been a phantom.

"Your...your head....its a skull...." the silver one said...Silver Spoon I think, and looking at her flank low and behold it was a fucking silver spoon. Under my breath I quietly say "Fucking knew it..." and looking at the other one it was a diamond tiara "oh for fucks sakes...".

Moving my right hand to touch my head I realized that it was just my helmet, what these ponies don't know is that I painted an elaborate skull picture onto my helmet and if I wanted to I could lower the tint on the visor so my read eyes glare out of the eye holes. Officially creepy as hell to anyone that sees that shit.

"It is not my head Silver Spoon, its my helmet, protective head gear for technical terms. I just choose this image to be carved onto my helmet so it will force fear onto my enemies and inspire my allies to continue to fight to their dying breath." whatever I just said only made the two little ponies cower more in fear and the other ponies move farther away from me, but the insect pony and the gryphons now looked at me with some respect and fear. Good.

Looking at the bars I saw that they looked old and rusty, the patches of rust and grim on it meant that these were never maintained and is very old...and very easy to break and destroy.

"Anyone of you here strong enough to fight back?" A few of them nodded. "Are any of you that nodded unicorns?" Only two nodded this time. "And does any of you two know how to lift heavy object with magic?" Only one nodded. At least its something..."Alright...whats your name?" Night Shield. "Alright...you three gryphons..any of you know how to fight with weapons or with your talons?" All of them nodded and what I can tell are grinning, one of them even cracked his knuckles. "Excellent. Any of you want revenge on these dogs?" Everyone in the room nodded slowly while a few started to stomp their hooves in hopeful approval. "Than in the morning, we are going to break out of here..." as I paused the gryphons knew exactly what I was about to say next, "...and kill any dog that gets in our way to freedom, spare only the mothers and children, any of them holding a weapon and is in our way to the surface, show no mercy." at that all of the ponies gasped and began to shake, the insect pony grinned at that and walked over to me, and just now I noticed that it had fangs...seems legit.

"Get some rest ponies and gryphons...for tomorrow at sunrise...we will fight back and be free.

Diamond Dog Mines, Holding Cell, Sunrise

As soon as it hits 6:30 AM the alarm clock in my helmet went off waking me up with a loud ass annoying sound. The sound of a real clock going off. If there was a real one I would have grabbed that fucker and threw it out the window. Opening my eyes I saw that my visor was covered by something silver and lavender, my body felt like it was being held down and my arms and legs were covered by something warm and soft. Activating my sensors I found out that I was covered from head to toe by pony and gryphon bodies, all of them alive but asleep. Slightly rising my head I saw that the two ponies that were on my head were Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara...completely a surprise since they were afraid of me last night.

"Erm...ahem...ponies...gryphons...can you get off of me?" Trying my best to not be an asshole, mostly because I really want to just get up and fling all of them off of me but since by the looks of the ponies that at least 80% were female and from the scan I did of the room that it was cold as hell...my guess was 50 degrees, my HUD said it was 40 degrees...and my suit does radiate heat all the time...I guess they just used me like a large thermal emitter.

After a few minutes of trying to tell them to get off of me I decided to take the more physical route. And by physical I mean forcing myself up and watch ponies pile ontop of one another which was amusing at best. As they all look at one other I quickly moved through the crowd of ponies and moved over to the cell door and looked at it, giving it a quick once over before putting my hands on it and before I had the time to yank that fucker off its hinges and use it as a battering ram five armed dogs walked into the room and told us to stand near the wall for their meals. All of the ponies immediately got out of throng of bodies and galloped to the wall, the insect and gryphons glared at them before going to the wall, but when I refused to go to the wall they opened the cell and all of the ponies expected a brutal beating to begin but as soon as the first spear was sent to smack me in the left leg it broke in half and skidded over to the gryphons, all three looked at each other.

"My turn." and that was when the true beat down began. I went off on them as if they slipped me red sand in a shot of pure whiskey, and that happened twice, the end result was never good.

"Alaria...please play Ass Kicking Soundtrack Number Five."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7L_USzeyfmM&feature=player_embedded#!

"Affirmative Captain Asshat." Fuck forgot to change that...

As soon as that spear snapped against my leg I grabbed the rest of that spear and broke it against the dog's head behind, sending him onto the floor clutching his head in pain, the one on my right recieved a fist into the gut in which he coughed up blood and chunks of beef from his morning meal. The other two looked at me with anger as soon as both thrusted their spears at my I ducked and jumped forward headbutting one of them while the other took a fist to the gut knocking the wind out of him. Looking at the dogs I saw that all of them were mostly incapacitated, and that when they were standing at their tallest, they came up nipple high...classy.

"Feel free to help me anytime gryphons...otherwise just stay the fuck out of my way...cause I don't care about any of you...only myself, you are not my squad or my people. The day I change who I am is the day I lay in a wooden box six feet under. So if you want freedom and to go back to your lives than follow me otherwise stay in this cell." and with that I ripped the cell door off its hinges and bent them into nothing more than a pile of rust and broken metal.

Walking out of the cell I found out that the dogs were still alive and breathing shallowly...time for some justice. Dragging the four dogs into the corner of the cell, pushing their bodies ontop of one another until I was satisfied with the pile of dogs, creating a biotic field I encased the fuckers in a stasis bubble, a very awesome bubble that looks like a black sphere. Sweet. Turning my head around I saw that every single pony and gryphon was staring at me with eyes the size of dinner plates, which to me was so hilarious that I fell on my ass and started laughing till my ribs started to hurt like hell.

"What? Never saw or been in a fight before? Well guess what? Where I am going there will be plenty of this." waving my arms at the pile of knocked out dogs in the corner "and most likely more blood covering the walls and floor...so if you want to wait it out that is fine with me. Just stay here and wait, otherwise follow me to freedom." and after a few seconds I saw that Smiles and Cloud Kicker got away from the group and came over to me, the looks in their eyes was all that I needed to see, determination, hope, and anger.

Lowering the tint of my visor so that they can see my eyes, my glowing red orbs that only made the two small ponies whimper in fear, the other ponies slightly coward away, insect pony just stared at my with eyes that are trying to figure out my motives. Good luck with that one my friend. Giving the gryphons a glance and the two ponies I stepped out of the cell and saw that on a hook hanging opposite of me was a key ring that held at least 15 other keys, for what rooms or cells I don't know but know we have a way to enter sections of caves without getting caught...stealthy approach...not my style but since I don't have my Talon I guess quick executions are now important....fuck.

Quickly sprinting toward the door to the prison cells I found out quickly that it was still unlocked and that the keys were still in it...these dogs are really freaking stupid...honestly who leaves the keys still in the lock? Taking the keys from the door and quietly sneaking out I noticed that this one section was ghostly quiet and the sounds of our footsteps bounced off the walls so moving loudly would kill any chance we have at being stealthy so walking is more of a must...

CRASH!

Motherfucker...

Turning around for only a second a gryphon stepped onto a pile of metal buckets and caused the entire pile to come crashing down ontop of him, the sound was loud enough to wake the dead from their well deserved slumber and probably alerted every single dog in this facility.

"Fucking idiot...you know what...all of you stay here...fucking clumsy feet...stay here and any dog that gets in just gut them like a fish. If you allow them to enter than I will gut you like a fish along with those dogs." I growled at the idiot that stumbled onto the buckets, he slightly looked away shamefully, I just flip him the bird and with a huff extended my omni-blade out from its hiding spot of my right gauntlet and with a grin kept the visor only on my eyes so they only saw a skull with red orbs for eyes.

Taking one step out I was met with a spear to the chest that exploded into wooden shrapnel and shame, the dog was confused on how I did that, that was the last time he ever looked surprised as I sank my blade into his throat, the heat from it sealing the wound preventing any blood from seeping out and the dog only let out a small whimper before falling down onto the ground dead in an instant. "Stupid dog..." taking a look behind myself I saw that the gryphons took the weapons from the dogs that were still intact and took up defensive positions near the door in case any of them got in. Smart but that leaves me wiping out a whole cavern filled with unknown number of hostile dogs...fucking gryphons.

"When this is over you all owe me...not in money but in information...anything helpful..after that I am gone." they all nodded quickly, expecting me to be a dog like the ones frozen in place, I might as well have been a dog...

Leaning out of the door way I glanced around, seeing only torches on the walls to illuminate the halls and the sounds of the dogs barking and laughing at each other. The sounds of laughter will soon be filled with the screams and cries of death and pain when I am done with them. Extending my omni-blade again and for added brutality I tapped my gauntlet a few times to change the color of the blade to black and overcharged it to the point where it was crackling with energy and with that I quickly walked over in the direction of the laughter, the sweet innocent sounds of laughter of slaver dogs.

Taking a peak inside the room I saw that all of these dogs were different from the others, they all appeared to be a bit younger than the guards I saw, a few of them were holding smaller dogs in which I now saw them as puppies...and that the ones holding them looked slimmer and to me were more feminine like.....

...this was a nursery...right next to the slave cells....

"Terrible..terrible dogs...teaching the young to collect ponies and other species as slaves....such a sad day to do this but..." activating my other gauntlet and turning the shield off and replacing it with a shorter wider blade and than tapping into the right hand to make it black and overcharged as well. Taking one glance into the room I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, thinking back to a time that I was happy and actually wanting to be alive, and then crushing it like a glass wine cup in my metal hands.

Turning the corner slowly and walking in quietly until one of the pups saw me and waved at me, thinking I was a special guard that had to wear armor like what I was wearing but as soon as his mother turned to see who he was waving at, she dropped the little pups bottle and immediately covered him with her body. At the sight of that mother covering her child from someone that all turned to look at me and they had the same reaction, I only smirked under my helmet and made the visor darker so the eyes were more evident and was the few things that they can see of me besides my blades crackling of energy and soon death.

"Sorry dogs...but using others as slaves is a crime...and where I am from it is a crime punishable by death..."

They started to back away from me as soon as I took a single step forward, getting into a combat stance.

"...to be carried out immediately to the offenders...you all remain here and you shall be spared...but be prepared to be father and husband-less." and with that I slowly backed out of the room, their faces filled with horror and shock on them, and the look of sadistic glee and uncontrolled anger on mine.

As I backed out of the room I sealed it shut by melting part of the door to the wall with pyro tech, melting the lock as well so they couldn't try to force their way out, leaving their only exit to be me when I get back. Smiling at my demolition of the door I took a step back before taking a left turn and continuing my way, using my HUD I saw that the path I was taking was leading me toward an expansive cave that was at least three football fields wide and two football fields long and most likely three stories tall. My only thoughts was 'Wish I had my Javelin...' shaking my head in defeat I kept going until I came to it and if I had any cement in my body I would have most likely and literally shit bricks.

The cave wasn't a cave, it was a section of London.

Flashback

"So did you accept the offer?" I nodded "Are you sure this was a good idea...I don't want to lose you like how we both lost our entire gang...all of us were taken away from us by them...I don't want to lose you" I nodded again, and then walked over to Alaria and hugged her tightly, afraid that if I let her go I would never see her again. "Ro...just promise me this...when you get done with your training...just promise me that you wouldn't change...still be you...it hurts me to see you like this but we both know that if you don't do it that you will soon burn out and die." I only sighed and looked out the window, 'London City...Big Ben still standing and still working...' turning back I looked around in my room, empty as the day as me and Alaria moved in it together but now that the Alliance has found out that I was a Class 5 Biotic and that I was running on fumes since I didn't have any implants to control it and that if I keep going without one I would eventually fry my brain and be killed by it. Looking back at my room-mate and by only friend still alive...and secretly my crush, the type of girl that loves to go out clubbing and partying but when provoked she becomes the scariest fucking thing imaginable, beautiful electric blue hair, long enough to reach the center of her back, slender frame but I misjudged her once when she challenged me to a arm-wrestling contest...lets just say that I lost and that I had a bruised arm. Her eyes a cute red and that kinda scared me when I first saw them when we first met, but by now she got herself a pair of shades to cover them from others since she is shy to hide them, I just laugh everytime she hides them, she punches be in the gut to shut me up.

"So Ala...what are you going to be doing when I am gone? You do know that this training is an entire year and that if I am lucky enough I will get recruited to join the N7 program...if I do get recruited, with the credits I would get we can finally live an easy life...after all the shit we went through this training can finally save us both from the streets." she scoffed a bit and sighed. "Ala...we both know that we can never forget what happened...what those bastards from the Red Fury did to our friends...what we did to them was alot worse. They should be glad that we killed them all and left their bodies were they lie, but it still doesn't tell us how the Alliance figured out how I was a biotic...a C-5 biotic at best..." I shake my head before going to the fridge and pulled out two cans of beer for me and her and used a little biotic to yank her towards me, the sounds she makes when I do that are adorable at best, my reward for bringing her to me was a rough kiss and a knee to the gut. Best reward from the bitch that completes me.

"I somewhat deserve that." she gives me the finger while cracking her beer open "Okay okay...I deserved it...maybe a little bit." she grins at me before throwing her empty can at me and I catch it with my head a she laughs at me. I shake my head to get rid of the dizziness and laughed it off. If only the-

End of Flashback

"GET THAT SURFACE MUTT!" oh fuck me to tears...

Turning around I saw that it was the Alpha Dog wearing full combat gear, pointing a ragged looking blade at me while at least thirty other dogs bearing down at me crossbows, spears, axes, swords, maces, even one of them was using a frying pan as a weapon which I thought was fucking hilarious as hell.

Staring back at the dogs I completely turned around and looked at each one, my glowing eyes giving each of them a piercing glares, the one with the frying pan actually threw it at me which bounced off my shields and bent inwards by the impact. After that dog threw the pan the one next to him elbowed the other in the gut for throwing it, while I was pointing and laughing at that one the entire time, thinking that it was hilarious, in a sense it was.

After my laughter died down I found out quickly that these dogs can burrow into the ground pretty damn fast, and by fast I mean it can probably beat a digger at making a tunnel. By the time they got to where I was standing, I was already running into the ruins of the military district of London, and by the piles of rubble everywhere this was where the Reapers first attacked...they attacked my new home....and I was not there to defend it....

My rage started to boil over as I kept staring at all the destroyed, melted, and just plain obliterated buildings of my old life, the ghosts of the past are coming to greet me and they do not want to let me go until they had their fill of life. Looking at them all, they were all nothing more than pale corpses with missing limbs, melted bodies, faces scratched and burnt off...my people...my friends...soldiers...comrades...all dead because I was not there to defend them when they needed them most.

"Chase after that mutt! Chase it into the cursed lands and bring it back to me alive!"

"Oh" I turned around slowly to look at the dogs.

"Shut" As they got closer I re-activated my omni-blades.

"THE" Once I saw them get within 25 meters of my sights I turned my blades to pyro-tech.

"FUCK" At the 15 meter mark I got into a combat stance while turning on my microphone.

"UP!" 5 meters I let out my inner hatred of life. They never stood a chance.

"The true world revealed in blood of the fallen." was all they heard of my voice before the sounds of screams echoed throughout the caverns.

Everfree Forest, Diamond Dog Cave Entrance, Afternoon, 15 Minutes Later

Standing at the entrance to the lair of the Diamond Dog stood Captain Shining Armor, his hoof in a cast, Princess Cadence standing next to his right, Princesses Celestia and Luna to his left, and behind the four stood a contingent of 50 royal guards, all of them wielding spears and swords with their hooves, mouths, and magic.

"Princess Celestia..are you sure the tracker spell you placed on him when he first awoken is working? And if so are you sure it is really pointing to this cave?" Shining Armor asked while he looked around, the cave looked slightly concealed by vines and rocks, some skeletons of dead animals from the forest, even a pony skull is on a pike. Shuddering at the thought of getting killed like that and never being laid to rest.

"Yes Captain...I know he is down there...and I saw through his eyes before he forced me out that their are at least 17 of my little ponies being held down there...this was the last straw with those dogs and now we have no choice but to force them to leave." her voice stern and is glaring down the entrance, daring any of the dogs to come out.

A few seconds later the loud echoing of dogs screaming out in pain shoot out of the entrance stunning most of the guards and even made Cadence hide behind Shining by the blood curling screams that came from within. One of the guards said the thing that was on every mind of every guard there. "Princess...what was that?"

There was no reply from her, only a saddened look. "Private Corrosive...that was the sound of death...we must hurry if we are to save them from their attacker." The looks she got was a mixture of both confusion and surprise. They all looked at her as if she was crazy or just wanting to get this done peacefully, if it was planned and hired someone to attack them and then come to the rescue to get on speaking terms for peace.

As the guards try to figure out what to do, Celestia and Luna walk into the cave by themselves, leaving the rest behind until they all charged in after them, forming a defensive line in front and behind them. The screams of pain and death grow louder as the go deeper.

What they saw next was a scene filled with death and ruin.

Diamond Dog Cave, Ruins of London, 14 Minutes Ago

As soon as they came within striking distance I unleashed my rage and let it have its fun while I take a backseat lookout within my mind, letting out my own roar I charged forth and the first dog to come close enough to me was cut in half and set on fire as he let out a silent scream of pain as his insides were slowly incinerated and as his blood began to pool out from the open wound, swinging with my right arm first followed through with my left I sliced another dog into three pieces starting from its left arm, the next blade cut him in half from his right arm to his hip. Staring back at the other dogs they all started to back away until their Alpha stomped on the ground and barked out something I had no idea what it meant, but it forced the other dogs into a frenzy of sorts and they all charged at me with reckless fury. Their own demise.

When a small bunch of them grouped together and charged with their spears, my left omni-blade folded upon itself as I changed it to something that these dogs will never be capable of doing. My left hand forming a purple sphere and unleashed it upon them, an explosive force originating from the ground as multiple explosion began to rush toward them at the same pace as they are charging, both collided at the same time lifting all of them into the air. A shockwave and now for a finisher, throw. Shooting another purple sphere at them as it splits itself in half, both hitting the farthest dogs from the rest of the group creating a biotic explosion of bloody body parts and expended biotics. Staring right at the rest of them with a sadistic grin, a few slowly stopped moving until they were pushed forward by the others.

Cutting another two apart I slowly begin to walk toward the Alpha, murderous intent in my eyes as I crush the severed limbs of the dead dogs, not even carrying if they are barely alive, just crushing anything under my boots and occasionally cutting any of them still alive so I can hear them make music with their screams of pain. The Alpha slightly unnerved but the few dogs that are left are now staring at the two of us as he slowly took a step forward and prepared himself until I sheathed my blades and brought up my fists. "You may keep your weapon...I will kill you with my own hands." I raised them into a boxing position as the other dogs thought I was crazy and all rushed me, the last 15 of the male dogs, such a shame.

As they charged I grabbed the first spear thrusted at me and broke it on the back of his spine as I punched another in the face breaking his face, one managed to get behind me and jumped onto my back and tried to remove my helmet but as soon as his claws found purchase under my helmet I jumped into the air and angled myself as I fell on my back, landing ontop of him, crushing him instantly as the sickening crunch of bones cracking and organs being squished under it. Three of them step over me and as before they jam their weapons into me, I push my hands forward and activating the ports in my wrists releasing a cloud of cryo freeze, flash snapping them into ice dogs and standing back up I re-activate my right blade and cut all three in half, making them shatter like glass on the ground.

"Come on dogs..roll over...sleep....DIE!" I shouted while rushing the others, tuning my left blade into the glorious self, the orange pyro shield of death. Smacking the nearest dog in the chest he spontaneously combusted and screamed as he burned to nothing more than a charred corpse as the two nearest started to yelled in pain, swinging wildly as I side stepped out of their flight paths, kneeing one in the gut while slashing the other in the throat with my shield, cutting it open and spraying out his life essence like a water fountain. Grinning like a madman I rushed at the next group of dogs and completely incinerated the four with dual blasts of incineration tech, leaving nothing but piles of charred bone and molten slag.

"Just eight of you normal dogs and your Alpha...I shall spare you few if you leave me to fight your leader alone...otherwise I will kill all of you and then go for your families. I spare no one that breaks the law, you broke it by keeping slaves and enslaving those with rights given to them....I shall drink to your bones if you want to fight me, and I will use your skull as a codpiece and your skull as a drinking cup!" I was speaking out of my ass at the time but I couldn't give a fuck at the moment since one of the princesses still had my lucky 'Box o Fucks'.

After a short stand-off seven of the eight left scampering with their tails between their legs, some of them were even whimpering in fear for their lives when I picked up one of their spears and chucked that bitch at them, nearly spit-roasting one of them as the spear hit the cave wall, sparks flew from where the metal hit the stone. I could have almost imagined that he shit himself when that spear hit the wall next to him. The last normal dog looked at me with determination that he thinks he can land a blow on me but for added laughs it was time to scare that shit out of at least one of the two.

"I don't know who you are friend but you have at least 10 seconds to leave my sights before I lop your arms off and use them to play a set of drums when I get a pair." That got the last one running, and by running I mean he ran as if his ass was on fire and that Satan himself was chasing after him with a pitchfork. The Alpha was barking and growling at the dogs that left him behind, not sure if that is their native language or he is just reverting back to his primal self...either way his head will make an excellent trophy.

As he charged forward with animalistic (pun intended) rage I simply dropped my arms to my sides and started fucking with him by dodging each swing as if it was child's play, for me it was, for him....eh not so much and with each swing he just kept getting more and more angry till he finally snapped and threw his sword at me up close. Not the smartest thing to do in a fight.

I caught the blade, twirled it around and threw it back at him. A grin on my face while on his was one of at first, pure rage, the next, pure shock, than finally my favorite, pure shitting bricks.

His own sword turned against him nailing him right in the left eye, about four inches of the metal blade exiting out of his skull on the other side while the rest was stuck in place, the rest of his body was going into a spasm of sorts while I was to busy laughing my ass off, finding the fact that throwing your weapon at your enemy just to have it thrown back and getting killed by it.

"Oh man that is fucking rich! If only there was someone to see that! The look on his face was goddamn priceless!"

Looking down at myself I saw that whatever blood that got on me was somewhat still dripping wet and that my once regal armor is now nothing more than blood-stained, barely dented, foul-smelling set of N7 Paladin armor ever. The sounds of hooves on stone earned my attention, the sounds of gasping and one of them throwing up earned my attention even more.

And priceless it was...the looks of 50 royal guards, three princesses, and one captain of the royal guard was enough to make me stop laughing and to extend my blades out on instinct.

"Bring him back to Canterlot...he has alot of explaining to do." that voice belong to Celestia...and there is no way I am going back to that cliff city until I find out what this place is.

"I ain't going back princesses, if you want me to come back, you might as well force me to come back."

My snappy comeback was met with more gasps and the same pony throwing up again. Like come on? Its just blood, dead bodies, torn to shreds dead bodies, scent of unwashed bodies, and soon rot.

"Fine than...seize him." Fuck you.

And so I ran, ran back into the London I used to know.

The Truth is in there...I just have to find it. Find out how all of this makes any sense.

'Make sense? What fun is there in making sense?'