It was beautiful. My full name. Most people don't understand the uniqueness of having a foreign name and being of foreign descent. When you meet someone who can speak a different language, have you ever had the urge of asking them what your name was in the language that they spoke? In reality, there is almost no such thing. Ninety percent of the time, there is no such thing as a different language version of your name. It's stupid how most Americans think that their name has a different version of it in a different language. It might be written differently but there is no different way to say it. Honestly, if you think there's a different way to say your name in a different language, you're stupid. Not an idiot, you're stupid.

As I adjusted to my new biology, I found several "benefits" to being a timelord. First of all, my senses were greatly enhanced and my reaction time was further enhanced. As my mind had finished adjusting to having part of the TARDIS's/Tardy's memories, I was given access to some of the knowledge that the Doctor had. Funny, that gives a new meaning to 'I know everything.'

"So Doktor, where now?" I asked. Apparently, becoming a timelord had given me a slightly more Asian accent. Why? I have no idea.

"It's Doctor" the Doctor said.

"That's what I said. Doktor" I said.

"No, not doktor. It's Doctor" the Doctor corrected me again.

"Doktor" I said again.

"No, it's Doctor!" the Doctor said. "Maybe Derpy will have the same notion."

"What?" Right as the Doctor said that, Derpy walked in the room. "The same notion about what?" Derpy asked. On top of her head was a bowl of popcorn that was balanced perfectly. She lightly trotted over to me where I grabbed the bowl.

"Thank you" I said to Derpy. In addition to adjusting to my new biology, I had also recovered from severe magical exhaustion of teleporting four people with a depleted magical store from temporarily fueling the TARDIS. To say it had a negative effect on me is like saying a gunshot wound is nothing serious. After recovering from such ordeal, I had the strange craving for popcorn.

"Are you opening a fifty caliber bullet?" the Doctor asked.

In my hands was the said cartridge with its bullet/head removed, exposing the gun powder which I dumped into my popcorn. "Correct" I replied. Like I said, a strange craving for popcorn. Well, popcorn with gun powder. Lots and lots of gunpowder.

"Is that normal?" Derpy asked.

"For a human, no" the Doctor replied. "But for a timelord, yes. I remember in one of my many incarnations, I often craved fish fingers with custard."

"Custard with fish fingers?" Derpy asked.

"Fish fingers are human food made from piece of fish deep fried after covered in bread" I explained to Derpy. "Our RocaR Doktor ere ate fish finger with custard." I grabbed a hand full of popcorn and stuffed it into my mouth.

"Wait, say Doctor again" Derpy said.

"Doktor" I restated.

"Doctor."

"Doktor."

"Doc-tor."

"Dok-tor."

"Say it with me Tran" Derpy said. "Doc."

"Dok" I pronounced

"No, it's Doc!" Derpy said. She turned to face the Doctor. "Can we fix his accent or something?"

"Possibly." The Doctor walked over to me. As he was roughly three feet tall as normal ponies were, I towered over him with my six foot height. "Can you sit down, Tran?" I placed the bowl of popcorn on the console before I did as he asked. Now the two of us were at eye level.

"You ponys so damn short" I said.

Then, the Doctor grabbed my head and quickly head butted me. I felt an immediate overload of my senses, filling my head with the mixture of a headache, a migraine, and a hangover. "What was that?!?" I yelled in a British accent. "What?!?"

"Too much" the Doctor said.

That was when I noticed that I had the exact same accent as him. "I need you to fix this problem" I said to the Doctor.

"What problem?" the Doctor asked smiling. "There seems to be nothing wrong."

I glared at the Doctor. "Fix it Doktor."

"And you still say my title wrong. What the hell!?!" the Doctor exclaimed.

"Fix it." The Doctor groaned before he headbutted me again. I felt the same feeling as before, an overload of senses, and gripped my head. "Did it work?" I found myself to be speaking in a more refined version of my Asian accent. "Looks like it worked, Doktor."

"And you still pronounce my title horribly" the Doctor said.

"What's going on?" we heard Tardy say. She entered the console room with us. "Is that food?" she asked, pointing at the bowl of popcorn sitting on the console.

"Oi, it's mine" I said. I grabbed the bowl and continued eating from it. "Where are we headed off to now?"

All three of us looked at Tardy. "Well I don't know. My navigation system has been all out of whack since the Master attempted to force me to fly" she said.

"So we're literally going to bounce around in the fabrics of time and space?" Derpy asked.

"No, more like jumping from different locations in time and space" the Doctor said.

"Isn't that the same thing?" I asked.

"No" Tardy replied.

"What's the difference?" Derpy asked.

"Jumping is slightly fancier than bouncing" the Doctor replied.

"Then where are we jumping off to?" I asked.

"I don't know" Tardy said. "Now hold on to something." None of us understood what we meant when she said that but soon, the Doctor and I realized what she meant when we remembered that Tardy was still connected to the TARDIS. However, neither of us reacted fast enough to avoid the turbulence that came from the TARDIS activating and starting its journey. All four of us were immediately sent flying through the air around the TARDIS. Derpy managed to catch herself midair with her wings while the rest of us crashed around in the TARDIS. After a minute or so, the turbulence stopped, leaving us falling to the floor.

"Tardy, you're still connected to the TARDIS. Why is there so much turbulence?" I asked Tardy.

"Because it's fun!" Tardy replied.

"Good point. " I got up from where I fell and made my way to the door. I was about to open the door and step out when the Doctor stopped me by throwing his sonic screwdriver at my head. "What?"

"Maybe you should assume a better form" the Doctor said.

"Fine." I snapped my fingers and felt the familiar feeling of morphing into a pony. Instead of morphing into a giant alicorn pony that towered over everypony else, I decided to take a smaller form. After I finished morphing, I was now only three feet, two inches, barely taller than the Doctor. In this much shorter form, I had a more normal build than my full alicorn form or my human form. Though I was still rather slim. Considering the average pony weighed roughly a hundred fifty to two hundred pounds for the average non earth pony and roughly two hundred to four hundred and fifty pounds for the average earth pony, I was rather slim for weighing only a hundred and twenty pounds. Not too overly underweight like I was in full alicorn or human form but still a little skinny.

Now something I noticed as a pony was the same lack of body ailments as I had felt when I was a human. For me, it was a largely noticeable difference. I had grown used to having the ailments but having no ailments was absolute heaven. My pony body felt like I had just gone through a multi pressure point massage. I knew that my abilities and senses would be on overdrive without these ailments though my nose still wouldn't be functioning very well. And for some strange reason, my eyesight was still horrible and my nose was still barely functioning.

I still kept my previous color scheme of being white with a white mane. Like usual, my clothes had changed to fit my form, shrinking and developing armored holes for my bladed wings. "Okay, let's go" I said. I pulled out Yin and Yang. The first thing I noticed was that they had changed in design as they now sported a pony trigger system which was rather new to me. Before the Doctor, Derpy, Dinky, and I had changed the universe, Yin and Yang had always stayed the same, even if changed into a pony. I could deal with the different trigger setting, it would only be rather new to me. I brass checked the two pistols and indeed, they were loaded. I holstered the two pistols before grabbing the Sparda. "I'm ready."

"Tran, are you wearing ammunition?" the Doctor asked.

"Hmm?" I realized what he had asked and then lifted up my sleeve, revealing the 7.62 NATO ammo belts I was wearing around my wrists/lower forelegs. "Eeyup." I pushed open the doors and stepped out.

I had entered a tunnel that appeared to be underwater. When I looked up, I saw a myriad of underwater life ranging from smaller sea life, such as fish, to the larger kind, such as sharks. When I looked around, I saw large skyscrapers surrounding me. However, despite being in what appeared to be an underwater city, I only saw two ways I could go, forward or back. Each direction I could have went was blocked by a giant circular door that had a single lever switch beside it.

This was when I heard the doors opening. I knew it was the TARDIS's doors as it sounded like its iconic wood doors opening and closing.

"Where are we?" I heard Derpy ask.

"It seems familiar" I said. This universe seemed to be familiar but I just couldn't register what it was.

"It seems safe enough" the Doctor said. "An underwater city. Interesting concept but not exactly practical, though it provides incredible beauty."

"It's not the first underwater city you've seen" Tardy said. "Let's explore."

As she trotted off, I was hesitant to follow her. This city gave me a sense of absolute dread. It wasn't just a simple gut reaction, I could feel my powers, both magical and demonic, growing. A demon's power only recovers or grows in the presence of evil. This place wasn't providing the essence of a simple corrupted city like New York but more like a den of evil similar to any gathering of the underworld or political rally.

Sighing, I carefully took the time to reload Yin and Yang with subsonic .45 ACP frangible ammunition. Frangibles are a specialty ammunition designed to completely fracture into millions of tiny particles when it hits a solid object or hits and enters a flesh target. It's only meant to be fired at an unprotected flesh target and has horrible stopping power compared to standard ammunition. Compared to Yin's custom armor piercing and Yang's custom hollow point enchanted .460 rounds, frangibles are just a single step up from beans. To make matters worse, the subsonic trait of these bullets meant that they flew at a much lower speed. Low power ammunition. Great.

The need for a change of ammunition type was the danger of shattering the glass tunnels we were in. This glass tunnel we were in would most likely lead to more glass tunnels. This presents a constant danger for a tunnel collapse or failure if any of Yin and Yang's usual custom ammunition were to strike any part of the glass. Frangible ammunition would not come close to causing any damage to the glass.

To further be careful, I stopped funneling my powers into the pistols. In addition to that, I also turned off the rail gun barrels. Basically, Yin and Yang were now two really fancy 1911s with really high capacity magazines. By high capacity, I meant a hundred rounds per mag.

"Are you coming, Tran?" I heard Derpy call out.

"I'll be there" I said. I followed the same path they took.

-X-X-X-

This city was an absolute beauty. Rarity would love this place. Everywhere we went, we saw things of luxury and class. Everything was small as it was designed for a pony. As it turned out, this city was made up of hundreds of underwater skyscrapers connected with hundreds of tunnels with thanks to a map we had found. At the current moment, we were in what looked like a shopping section of this city.

This place was nice, though where was everypony? Everything was abandoned and seemed to be frozen in time. As we went deeper into the city, this city became more mysterious as we entered parts of the city that were in disarray and if we looked hard enough, firearms designed to be fired with hooves hidden in decently secret hiding spots.  Even worse, that previous sense of dread I had grew stronger and evolved into a feeling of death and evil.

"Doktor..." I stopped trotting as I felt my power reach it's peak.

He turned around to look at me. "Yes Tran?" he replied.

"I don't like it here" I said. "There's evil in the air."

The three of them stopped walking to look at me. Their faces showed signs of worry knowing exactly what I could do. "How bad is it?" the Doctor asked.

Instead of answering his question, I stood up on my hind legs and drew Yin and Yang over the Sparda. My large pony ears twitched as they detected popping. It was the ever so familiar pops of gunfire. I flared out my wings out from under my jackets to stretch them out. "I heard gunfire." Following that, a loud roar emanated through the tunnel we were in.

"That doesn't sound good" Tardy said.

I ran through the door that led to where I heard the roar from. Inside, a battle was raging on in what seemed to be an open market. Nine ponies were attacking a larger heavily armored pony who had a small filly beside him.

These nine ponies were armed with weapons ranging from melee weapons, such as a lead pipe or wrench, to various revolvers and even one submachine gun that resembled a Tommy gun. Four of them were earth ponies, two were unicorns, and the remaining three were pegasi. However, despite being members of a different pony race, it didn't look like they took advantage of it. The pegasi weren't taking advantage of their flight capability and were restraining themselves to fighting on the ground with their firearms. The earth ponies had somehow decided to use firearms instead of using a melee weapon that could be coupled with their earth pony strength. Lastly, the unicorns, being gifted with magic, were only using melee weapon and instead of using their magic to wield them, they used their hooves.

When I looked closer, I could see that each of the nine ponies were heavily disfigured even from under the clothes and masks that they wore. Lumps, tumors, and growths plagued their bodies, creating large misshaped limbs. Now interestingly enough, I could easily read their minds but it didn't yield much information, telling me that for some reason, all nine of them were after the same thing, that little filly the large armored earth pony was protecting.

To attack the armored earth pony, the nine of them were spread about between two floors. On an upper, raised floor connected to the first floor via two separated sets of stairs, roughly half of the ponies were fighting him. On the First floor, the rest of the ponies were shooting at him while a few others were idle with their melee weapons.

That single earth pony that was defending the filly was an earth pony who was garbed in what looked like a giant, heavily modified diving suit. The brass helmet seemed enormous in comparison to the rest of the suit and was laden with eight view portholes, all of which were glowing red. Attached to his back was a large metal oxygen tank and what looked like hydraulic machinery or an engine. Attached to his right side was a large conical drill that was now spinning, most likely response to the nine ponies that were attacking him.

The small filly being protected by the earth pony in the diving suit was a unicorn, much younger than any of the crusaders. She sported a white coat in conjunction with her brown mane that was partially covered by a tattered stereotypical 'schoolchild' type blue dress. The most interesting thing about her was how her eyes were glowing a bright yellow, a trait I had never seen before in a pony. Strangely, I had difficulty breaking into her mind but once I did, I discovered that she saw everything in a more childish manner. She saw everything with a sort of mind filter, everything was like a fairy tale world. Strange.

That's also when I realized that I was in a variant of the Bioshock universe. Not in Columbia but Rapture. I was in Rapture! Those were splicers attacking a big daddy and his little sister. Oh. Oh. Oh!

Realizing the implications of my thoughts, I ran forward and jumped into battle, literally. Four of the splicers (two unicorns, a pegasus, and an earth pony) stopped battling the big daddy to look at me before they immediately charged at me, even the one with guns. Before they could reach me, I fired Yin and Yang in a circle, riddling the four splicers with .45 frangibles. Low stopping power or not, if you pump enough lead into someone, they'll drop.

The two remaining pegasi noticed me slaughter their allies and took flight, immediately going after me. When they came in range, I flared out my wings, brandishing the razor sharp feathers that lined them. In an instant, both wings were coated in the blood of both pegasi. The said pegasi fell apart in pieces, mid flight, coating the ground and myself in gore.

I jumped up to get to the second floor where the rest of the ponies were battling the big daddy and unfortunately, they seemed to be winning. The big daddy's was leaking enough gasoline to notify even my barely functioning nose. Several large portholes on the daddy's helmet were cracked and several holes marred with several bullet holes.

As I landed, my open wings decapitated two of the remaining earth ponies. The last earth pony, armed with a revolver that resembled a Webley revolver, turned to face me, quickly pointing the said weapon in my general weapon. Before he could fire, the big daddy slammed his drill through the pony tearing the last splicer in half, adding to the mess of corpses on the ground. When I looked down, I had found many more corpses than splicers that were alive earlier. How many splicers were fighting this big daddy?

Done with the splicers, I holstered Yin and Yang in it's usual hidden holster. Looking to the big daddy, I noticed that the little sister was approaching me. As she slowly inched towards me, that feeling of dread I felt earlier grew. This girl was radiating dark magic, more so than the splicers. Also, why was she approaching me? She just witnessed me slaughter nine splicers and I'm covered in blood from doing so.

I could remember from Bioshocks one and two that the little sisters were mentally conditioned to see everything from their eyes as a utopia so that they could function properly. However, in the normal Bioshock universe, the mental conditioning was done slowly with technology and psychological treatment. In this pony version of Rapture, did they do it with dark magic? It would explain the feeling I'm getting off of her.  

Now, she was directly in front of me, staring at my features. "You have wings and a horn just like the princesses" she said.

I realized that my wings were still flared out so I closed them against my robes. "Which one?" I asked her.

"Princess Celestia!" she replied. I smiled at her and stepped forward. "Are you a princess too?" Such innocence. She didn't even have a cutie mark.

"No" I replied. I patted her on the head and went back on all fours. A cloud of dark magic enveloped me and once again, I reverted to my demon form. Now when I'm in my demon form, I gain a large number of bonuses such as heightened eyesight and hearing, more strength and speed, and other things along the lines of that. However, the most important of bonuses I had gained for this situation was the ability to sea dark magic. When I looked back to the little sister, I found that a small cloud of dark magic enveloped her mind.

"Why don't you look like the other ponies?" she asked. I knew what she was talking about. In her eyes, I didn't look like everyone else because of my devil form. To her, I most likely looked like my normal non-devil form.

Instead of answering her, I started petting her on the head with my left hoof. Then, I used my natural powers and removed the dark magic from her mind. In an instant, the yellow glow disappeared, revealing cerise eyes. In doing so, I switched back to my normal form so that I didn't scare her with my devil form and took a few steps back.

As she recovered, she held her eyes shut and clutched her head with one leg. Soon, she looked back to me. "Thank you." She immediately ran forward and hugged my front right leg. I stood there for a few seconds before I picked her up and hugged her back. It was sweet and she was adorable.

Then she gasped and jumped out of my heads. She was running towards the lying body of her once great protector, the big daddy. "Mr. Bubbles!" she screamed. She started crying over his body. I trotted over to her and looked at the bouncer. "Can you help him?" He was still alive as his eyes were still glowing yellow but I could tell he was near death.

Drawing the Sparda, I started carefully cutting off the bouncer's suit. As I did, a strange colored gel started leaking out, most likely something to keep the bouncer's body fed. Once the leather and brass parts of the suit were cut into small pieces, I tore the suit of entirely. It revealed a massive brown earth pony that was massively bigger than Nick was as an Alicorn. Even more unnatural was how his body was bulging heavily with muscles.

I could tell his size and build was unnatural as I felt the same evil presence from him as with the splicers I recently killed. Fortunately, this meant that I could simply undue the black magic on him. Didn't need the filly watching though. It could blind her.

"I want you to cover your eyes, okay?" I asked. She nodded before sitting down on the ground and covering her eyes with her front legs. Once again I reverted to my Devil form. With my special eyesight, I spotted the type of dark enchantment was on his body. He had a massive network of curses and spells that were enhancing his strength and health. In a flash, like earlier, I undid all of the dark magic.

Without dark magic, he was obviously smaller than his original size but he was still a similar size to Nick's Alicorn form. If Nick didn't have nanobots, I bet this guy would give Nick a hard time in a fist fight. His mane and coat was the same color, brown. His cutiemark was a simple brick broken in half. Wonder what it could mean? I'll ask him when he's better.

Even though he was free of the hold of dark magic, he was still heavily injured from the said battle. His body was marred with multiple gunshot wounds, bruises, and broken bones that were poking out of several areas of his body. Quickly going through my inventory, I brought out several containers of medigel. Before applying the said gel, I removed the bullets that were still inside of him via magic and reset his bones by hand(hoof). Then I applied the medigel. Most of his injuries were now gone but he would still have some internal body damage and his bones still needed time to heal. After all, medigel only healed what was on the outside.

Now in much better condition, he started shuffling. The first thing he did when his eyes were open was scream. Loud. Very loud. In fact, the only thing that was louder than his scream would most likely be my A10's cannon being fired. Then he stopped.

Following that, a loud roar echoed filled the air this time. However, this one was different. Instead of what made the roar earlier, this one sounded more... Brutish.

"Tran!" I heard the Doctor scream out. I turned around to face the others. The three of them were staring at the dead bodies of the earlier battle.

"Get these two to the TARDIS. We've gotta get going. If whatever made that roar is as bad as this situation, we'll be caught in a constant battle" I said. I hoisted the ex-big daddy to his hooves.

"We'll talk about the bodies when we get to the TARDIS but for now, let's go!" the Doctor said.

I picked up the ex-little sister and placed her on my back. Just as she grabbed onto my robes' hood, a giant disfigured version of those splicers landed in between us(the big daddy, little sister, and I) and them(Derpy, the Doctor, and Tardy). "Keep going! We'll catch up!" I yelled. "And Doctor, they deserved to their deaths!"

The splicer that landed in front of the three of us was a brute splicer. If I remember correctly, brute splicers were normal splicers that modified their bodies in the category of strength and natural body armor. Great. And I just had to be restricted to using a round barely capable of taking down a normal human being. To make matters worse, he had an enormous double barrel shotgun slung over his back.

I immediately drew Yin and Yang to fire but paused when the ex-big daddy tackled the brute. Even though he was injured, he moved pretty well. Now that he wasn't weighed down by that big daddy suit, he could act with his full abilities. Upon being tackled, the brute splicer was sent flying back.

That wasn't enough to put him down. Not even close. The brute splicer recovered from the tackle quickly and got back up. The ex-big daddy ran forward and attempted to buck him but was counter when the splicer punched him in the side, sending him flying.

Free of any obstruction I open fired spraying the brute splicer in a partially lethal swarm of frangible bullets. In a matter of ten seconds, I emptied both magazines into the brute's body, leaving Yin and Yang empty and the brute splicer... Completely unharmed. You know, this is exactly why I don't like frangible ammunition.

Despite being hit with two hundred rounds of frangible ammunition, the splicer was still standing. In fact, it looked like being riddled with bullets didn't even faze him much less injure him. "Well."

The brute splicer just stared down at me before letting out a mocking laugh. When he stopped laughing, he pulled the large shotgun off of his back and aimed it at me. I dashed out of the way as he fired. The sound that followed was more of the detonation of a cruise missile than a gunshot. The buckshot that spewed out of the gun completely tore up the front of the wall that I was once standing in front of.

Before he could fire again, I pulled out my Colt Python and shot him in the left leg he was balancing on. Luckily, my Python was still loaded with my custom .357 tungsten hand loads and were supercharged from the rail gun modification. However, I noticed that the bullet, despite being supercharged, only punched a tiny hole in his leg rather than tearing off the limb that usually resulted from being shot with one of my railgun/firearm hybrids. In fact I don't think the round even punched through his leg completely! Now that is cheating!!

Again he fired and again I dodged out of the way. The splicer started to reload his shotgun so I fired the other five rounds into the splicers chest punching small holes in his chest. Again the supercharged rounds didn't as so much faze him and only being something to anger him. I quickly reload and started running to avoid getting shot.

As the brute took aim with his shotgun again, I ran up and kicked him in the face eliciting a loud crack from his jaw. He attempted to hit me with a high double arm swing but I dodged with how slow he was. He attempted to punch me but again, I dodged. Before he could hit me again, I kicked out one of his legs knocking him to the ground.

I pulled out my Python to finish him off but before I could shoot the splicer, his head exploded that was followed by a familiar earth shattering boom. When I looked up, I saw the ex-big daddy with the brute's double barrel shotgun.

I reloaded my various firearms and holstered them. "Good work" I said to him. Instead of saying or doing anything, he just glared. I could tell he was looking at the little sister that was holding onto my back. Knowing what he desired, I carefully lifted her off of my back.

"Mr. Bubbles!" she screamed in happiness. In a diabetes inducing movement, she jumped out of my arms and hugged one of the ex-big daddy's legs. In return, he hugged her back. Once she pulled away, she turned around to face me. "Come on big brother, let's go." The adorable. It's too much.

Picking her up, I placed her on my shoulders again. As she got comfortable on my shoulders I handed the ex-big daddy a decent sized bag of 6 gauge shotgun shells I found on the brute's corpse. "You might need these" I said to him.

He opened his mouth to reply. "Thank you." The Big Macintosh-esque voice that said that told me many things. He was tough yet knew how to display his emotions. He has some experience in life but was still knew to a lot of things. Most importantly, he loved and I knew who he directed that love to. "Name's Breaker."

"Tran" I said in response.

"And Meadow Shine!" the little filly said, almost jumping in the process. The adorable. Breaker smiled, hearing the filly's response. It was almost like the bond between a father and a daughter. "Come on big brother, let's go!" I nodded at Breaker. He nodded back and reloaded his newly aquired double barrel.

As he reloaded, I could see the design of the shotgun. It was a simple double barrel shotgun that used external hammers. Overall, it was just a regular old double barrel shotgun if you forget the fact that it fires A GODDAMN 6 GAUGE ROUND!!! Throughout this story, I've been talking weapon calibers, ballistics, etc. If you apply the same thing to the 6 gauge round,.. No. The 6 gauge shotgun round, in my original universe, is an incredibly rare type of shotgun shell(not talking about the 23mm shotgun shell). For those of you who already don't know the smaller number the shotgun shell gauge type, the larger the round.

A 12 gauge(used in Andy's, Logan's, Alex's, Applejack's, Austin's, Ike's, and my shotgun) round fires a .729 caliber slug or 583 grains of lead from a regular or magnum 2 3/4, 3, or 3 1/2 inch shell. The 10 gauge(used in Nick's model 1887) fires a .775 caliber slug or 700 grains of lead in the form of a regular 3 1/2 inch shell. The 8 gauge shotgun fires a 835 caliber slug or 875 grains of lead in the form of a regular 3 1/2 inch shell The 6 gauge fires a .919 caliber slug or 1166 grains of lead in the form of a regular or magnum 4 inch shell.

Just what were they thinking off when they made a shotgun that fired this shotgun shell? Hunting? Whatever it is, does it really need a 6 gauge shotgun shell in a magnum 4 inch shotgun shell? And if there is an animal that requires such a shotgun shell type... That's nightmare fuel. Think. An 8 gauge is used as an elephant gun. What's the 6 gauge used for? Glaciers? Blue whales?

Overall, the 6 gauge round is a big ole case of overkill beyond all recognition. Forget about how much muzzle energy/foot pounds of energy this shell puts out, you''ll just die. The 6 gauge and any round bigger is borderline shoulder fired artillery. Heck, a standard 6 gauge is more powerful than every single one of my guns, minus my Barrett, Yin and Yang, my M4a1, and my own shotgun, the Remington 870 Super Magnum. The former two firearms were only more powerful than a 6 gauge because of their railgun attachments.

The shells I looted from the brute splicer's dead body was 0000 or quadruple aught buckshot. I had given Breaker roughly 30 of the shells and kept two of them for myself(later experimentation). I pulled out Yin and Yang and started walking.

"Where are we going?" Breaker asked.

"Out of this underwater prison" I replied. "Those three ponies you saw earlier are part of the plan." With Meadow Shine on my back and Breaker following me, we started making our way back to the TARDIS. Deciding to simply backtrack my steps, we took the same tunnels.

When we made it through the first section of the underwater city, we found the Doctor, Derpy, and Tardy running directly at us and away from gunfire.

"Take cover!" the Doctor yelled at us. All six of us complied and hid behind a small diner. "I see why you said that they deserved to die!" Before I could ask, the Doctor said "Meat locker full of dead foals."

*Clunk* All six of us turned to see a grenade that had somehow landed behind us. Immediately, the Doctor kicked it away where it exploded safely.

The gunfire stopped momentarily as the obvious sounds of reloading sounded out. Both Breaker and I ducked out from cover and started firing. Breaker's first shot hit a normal splicer rendering her torso into mere bits of meat. Breaker's second shot narrowly missed a very lucky splicer except the only possible cover he could have hid behind was rendered into dust. This gave me a window to shoot him, which I took. The splicer's chest was peppered with nine rounds of frangible .45 rounds.

I took out another additional two splicers simultaneously, one with each pistol. I killed an additional three splicers before breaker finished reloading again. Breaker fired again, killing the last splicer.

"Let's go" Breaker said. He popped open his double and reloaded it before snapping it shut with an audible crack.

"Let's hope we don't run into anypony else" the Doctor said. "What could possibly go wrong?"

Somewhere in Equestria, Andy was slowly developing an aneurysm.

More roars similar to the earlier brute splicer's sounded out. Derpy turned to face the Doctor. "You just had to say that" she said. To make her point, the same roars were heard again. "Run!" Breaker yelled.

The Doctor immediately took lead running in the direction of where we originally traversed to get here. Derpy and Tardy followed with Meadow on my back and Breaker and I covering the back. Three more brute splicers(at least they weren't arm with guns this time), and dozens of regular splicers came into view.

Both Breaker and I stood up on our hind legs and started firing at the splicers. Unfortunately, the splicers weren't within 6 gauge shotgun range so they weren't hit with enough shot to actually die. There was something good about this though, the splicers that were hit with buckshot were slowed down from their injuries from being hit with 0000 buckshot. The brute splicers that were hit weren't even fazed.

Like Breaker, I fired except I had Yin and Yang. I easily took out the normal splicers but once they were all taken care of, I holstered Yin and Yang. Loaded with frangibles, they'd be useless against those brutes so I holstered both pistols and brought out my M4a1. I fired the underbarrel grenade launcher sending a high explosive grenade(custom made by yours truly) at the brutes. The grenade exploded once it hit the leading brute splicer, effectively killing him unlike how frangibles fared.

As I reloaded the grenade launcher, my back felt lighter which was followed by a scream from Meadow Shine. Looking up, I found a unicorn splicer clinging on to the ceiling and he was floating up Meadow Song via levitation. I switched my M4a1 to single shot and aimed up. Meadow Song's body was almost shielding every vital area of the splicer's body except for a small portion of his skull. I knew I could make the shot. I've made harder shots with handguns. I fired once and the bullet flew, barely missing Meadow's head enough to not harm her(even with a graze) and hitting the splicer in the upper portion of the skull. The splicer died dropping Meadow as his magic was cut abruptly due to his unexpected death.

I quickly caught her on my back and continued running except on all fours this time. "They're catching up to us!" Breaker yelled out. We entered a tunnel. The adjacent tunnel to the one we were in held the tunnel. We have to lose the splicers before entering the TARDIS.

"Break the glass!" I yelled out.

"What?!?" Breaker yelled back.

I stood back up on my head legs and started firing at the ceiling, punching several tiny .22 holes in the veiling. Even with a railgun modification, my M4a1 still fired a .22 caliber round(.224 caliber if you want to be even more specific). If you're think why it's used in the military or why a 5.56 has more power than a .22 Long Rifle, a 5.56 round moves at a much higher speed and is a bit heavier. A 5.56 round weighs roughly 50-60 grains and moves at between 3000 feet per second. A .22 Long Rifle round weighs roughly 35 grains and moves at between 1500 feet per second. What people don't understand about bullets is that the caliber tells you the diameter of the projectile.

When Breaker fired, the buckshot tore through the already damage glass ceiling collapsing the tunnel and letting in a surge of water between us and the splicers. Unfortunately, this meant that we had to get to the TARDIS before we get flooded in completely.

As more water flowed into the tunnel, the Doctor opened the door to the next tunnel, letting us and water into it. All six of us flooded(pun intended) into the tunnel and ran over to  the TARDIS. Pulling a key out of his mane, the Doctor opened the doors and all six of us(along with a torrent of water) was forced into TARDIS. Derpy immediately shut the door(as she was the first one in) once all of us got through.

"Now that is what I've missed out on all these years!" the Doctor yelled out.

"Is this what you do all of the time?!?" Derpy asked. The Doctor, in turn, smiled sheepishly at the mare. "Let's do another!"

The Doctor visibly relaxed before going over to the console. "Our next adventure awaits!"

"Where to now?" Tardy asked.

"Home" I said. "We've got a few guests" I said looking at Meadow and Breaker.

"Hey Tran" Tardy said. She had something balancing on her head. "I got something for you."

"My popcorn!" I said picking up the bowl in one hoof.

Both Derpy and the Doctor facehooved as I happily ate my gunpowder popcorn.

-X-X-X-

I sat behind a counter, watching Dinky Hooves and Meadow Song play around in my shop. It turned out they got along pretty well. Even worse, they were ungodly adorable together. Together, they're an unstoppable force of adorable! Many people questioned why two small fillies, both twelve years old, were playing in a gun store.

I looked over to the front door as I heard it open for the millionth time this week. In came Breaker with his 6 gauge shotgun slung over his back. He patted Meadow's, then Dinky's head before walking over to me. "Hello Tran."

"Hello Breaker" I said back. I ducked out of the counter and pulled out a twin set of barrels. He took the shotgun off of his back and placed it on the counter. Taking the 6 gauge shotgun, I took off the barrels and attached the new set. What was it? A rail gun modification. Yes, I just put a rail gun barrel mod on a 6 gauge shotgun cause screw all life. It's only a 6 gauge shotgun with a modification that makes it put out 9 times the stopping power. "Just wait here for a while, I have to check some last minute compatibility issues. Already did the math and the theories check out but real life sometimes doesn't care." Breaker nodded and started browsing the guns in my store. As he did, I started giving the 6 gauge a once over.

I heard the door open again and saw Nick come in. He walked right over to me and placed his Model 1887 10 gauge right in front of Breaker's 6 gauge double barrel. "Hi Tran, I know your busy but could you- What's that?" Nick said. I knew he was talking about the 6 gauge shotgun I was working on.

"Double barrel. I'm putting on a railgun attachment on it" I said while running a small pick through one of the barrel's pin channels. "6 gauge too."

"Something for me?" Nick asked, smiling.

"Nope" I stated simply.

"Whose it for?" Nick asked. I pointed right over at Breaker with the pick. "So you're telling me that someone I don't even know has a bigger and more powerful shotgun than me?" I could tell this was really bothering Nick.

I looked right in Nick's eyes and simply said "Eeyup."