I'm back, with the sequel as promised (Yay!). Please, enjoy and review.

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"Nox, wake up idiot, I'm talking to you!"

"Uh..?" grumbled the other devil, raising his face from the table's surface: on the other side of the big black table, his boss was glaring at him, tapping a long, sharp nail on the wood. Noxfero straightened up, sighing.

"Boss, maybe we should call it a night. We're also lacking the other two… it's senseless try to have a total revision of Hell without everyone." Stated a calm, low voice from an enormous devil at Noxfero's side.

"At this rate, we'll never start the real plans for the reconstruction of all Hell…" grumbled their boss, leaning back in his seat.

"I don't even understand why we have to rebuild it all. I mean, you dismantled it all when that Dante guy told all about the structure in his book, and you wanted to restructure all the non-archdevil's levels… I don't get it…" stated another bored devil, twirling a finger in her long, black hair.

"Well, excuse me for not wanting our structure to be common knowledge. But yes, we are without Belzebù and Mammon, and Noxfero is daydreaming as usual… so yes… go home!" grunted the enormous devil, standing up and walking away angrily. The other four devils groaned, before sliding out of their human-hide seats and walking towards the exit.

"Nox… you are spacing out too much lately… is everything ok?" asked the gigantic devil, striding beside Noxfero while walking away from the dark room: he was at least six meters tall, his skin covered in places by a thick black fur, especially over his shoulders and around his waist. His big three-pointed shaped tail dragged along the floor, leaving a scar on the obsidian floor. His big and concerned eyes were focused at the smaller devil, while moving away his long black hair and scratching one of his sharp horns.

"It's all… fine…" sighed the smaller devil. "Just… thinking about that place…"

"The place you told me we can't speak about because if the boss catches us he'll put us in the boiling oil for a week?"

"Yup." Answered Noxfero, sighing. The bigger devil sighed, patting him on the head, before passing him.

"You have to get over it man, it's been almost a year… and besides, you couldn't have done anything…" He said, before disappearing in a burst of sparks. Noxfero sighed. He knew that. But still…

"Noxy!" chirped the voice of the only female Archdevil: she grasped the other devil from behind, rubbing her breasts against his back. "You are in such a bad shape lately… don't you want to pass a little bit of time with your favourite succubus?" she whispered at his ear, tempting as usual. Noxfero groaned, opening his wings and pushing her away, before turning towards her: white perfect skin, gorgeous body, long black hair, long pointy ears and curled black horns. The erotic dream of every mortal. A fitting display for the queen of the succubi and Archdevil of Lust.

"If you have to pass the night with someone, ask the others. I'm not in the mood." He growled, trying to walk away, before being grasped again by the succubus.

"Come on Noxy… you have neglected me so much lately…" she whispered, nudging with her nose the devil's neck. "And between all you are the best one… let's face it, the boss is not that kind of guy, Belzebù it's a fly, Mammon is a barrel of fat, Daelus is too big for even me and Mephisto is really, really violent."

"I'm sorry Lilith, but no." Growled the devil, waving his bat-wing ears in anger. "Ask one of your servants."

"Come on…" purred Lilith, licking Noxfero's cheek while rubbing her body on him. The devil growled and pushed her away, growling and bearing his fangs. Lilith stared at him for a couple of seconds, before hissing and walking past him. "Well, fine. When you'll want to pass some good time, you know where to find me!" she said, turning to him one last time, winking, before disappearing into the darkness.

"Don't hope for it…" grunted Noxfero. It was better if he moved by shadow-stepping, or he would have risked to meet the last one of the…

"I remember when you liked to pass time with good ol' Lilith." Grinned Mephistopheles, passing a muscular arm around the other devil's neck. The devil sighed, trying to not look at the interloper. Mephistopheles's skin was of an intense red, exalting the black hair and demonic goatee on his slim face. His eyes were yellow pits of magma, his curved horns standing out of his forehead and high in the air. "Listen to me Noxy, you need to take some sort of vacation." He stated, tugging on the other devil. "You are just gloomy as Heaven in that castle. You have to do something different. Why you don't go to one of those wonderful countries at war in the mortal world?"

"Maybe…" grunted Noxfero, moving away the other's arm.

"Trust me. Look at me, I'm going to make a little travel in a few hours. I'm not sure about where, since we can't change the coordinates registered in that thing… you know, we recovered some portal remains from the dump like, a year ago, and we managed to fix it. So, just a nice trip. Too bad you can't go anywhere for a thousand years, as punishment for your unauthorized travel…" mocked the devil with a cruel grin. "Enjoy your stay in here." He said, before disappearing in a burst of scarlet flames. Noxfero hissed in anger, before being engulfed in shadows.

That Mephistopheles. Son of a bitch. He didn't know why such a bastard like him was allowed to to stay in charge, even if everyone knew he had been plotting for centuries to take Satan off from his throne and take control of Hell just because he did his job wonderfully, as the wonderfully sadistic bastard he was. Now he had a portal? His servants never studied portals. Just dragged one out of the garbage…

Noxfero's eyes widened.

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"Enjoying the gala, Pinkie?" asked the purple unicorn with a smile, joining her pink friend near the punch bowl. Pinkie smiled.

"Indeedy! At least it's not booooooooring as the first first time." She said happily, while gulping a piece of cake. "And for you? You have to stay with your niece Twi! She's not going to be eight months forever!"

"Shining can manage her for a little. I was just checking around. You are… less Pinkie than usual. Is something bothering you?" asked Twilight, looking at the pink mare, who gulped down another slice of cake.

"Nopi dopi! Just fine and dandy, as Applejack might say!" she said, smiling brightly. The other mare just patted her back, and returned to her family. The pink mare smiled for a little longer, before she returned to eating the cake, smile fading. She actually was pretty bored, but she didn't have inspiration for a song or anything. Not tonight at least. She sighed and grabbed a glass of punch, keeping it on her nose while walking towards Fluttershy. The evening was going on uneventful, Rainbow Dash was hanging out with the Wonderbolts somewhere, Applejack was trying to sell her apples, Rarity was hanging out with her friend Fancy Pants and Twilight was with her brother's family. Her only buddy was Fluttershy. Not the most cheerful, but her buddy anyway.

"Hey shy…. Having fun?" she asked, walking towards her yellow pegasus friend.

"Uh… well yes… it's a little sad that the animal of the gardens still don't accept me… I'm not really good in this kind of social situation, you know…"

"Why, of course! That's why we can hang out!" chirped the other mare.

"Yes… I'm sure you'll appreciate some company…" murmured the yellow pegasus, smiling a little. Pinkie didn't say anything, just leaning a little closer to her friend.

And in that moment, from the night sky came a loud noise, similar to cracking ice, as a long, scarlet scar opened the sky in a mismatched shape.

The eyes of all the ponies raised to the sky, surprised and scared. Pinkie's left hoof burned, her tail twitched and her nose itched.

"This is not good…" she muttered, looking at the scarlet fissure.

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"This is not good…" muttered the bull-headed demon, checking his papers from behind the messy counter. Noxfero growled, tapping his claws against the cracked bone surface. "We have the deposition act from one year ago, when your servant came here to dump those things, but I don't see any act of destruction…" stated the devil, tugging his nose-ring, grumbling.

"So, why aren't the remains in the dump?" asked angrily the archdevil, slapping his tail on the dirty floor.

"Don't know what to say to you. Maybe some lesser devils stole them to build their houses. Happens pretty often, you know?" stated the devil-bull, yawning. Noxfero growled and walked out of the barracks, jumping into his shadow and beginning to travel through the darkness. He knew that no lesser devil had stolen the pieces. Mephistopheles did it. Of course he didn't knew where he was going, but once in Equestria, he know what the Archdevil of Wrath was going to do.

The devil emerged from the shadows inside his castle's kitchen, where his minion was whistling happily behind a cauldron full of bubbling green blob, while at the black marble table Junior was biting into a human arm, ripping off a chunk of meat. A little bit away from the cauldron, near the obsidian sink, a certain Scarecrow was humming calmly while pouring something in a cup with a '#1 Scientist' signature on it.

"Hello dad. How did the meeting go?" asked the archdevil's son, moving his eyes to his father. He completely ignored the question, darting towards the scarecrow, grabbing it by its shoulders and turning it to face him.

"Pumpkinhead, the portal machine you built a year ago. Was it possible to fix it?" he asked, looking with his narrow irises into the carved eyes of the pumpkin. Jaco raised his eyes from the cauldron.

"Well… yes, I suppose yes… it would have taken a lot of work, but surely it was repairable…" stated the scarecrow, gulping.

"And the coordinates. Is it possible for someone that's not you to put different coordinates?"

"W-welll no…" the scarecrow managed to say while being nearly strangled by the devil's hand. How a stuffed body was going to suffocate was beyond common knowledge. "There would be the necessity to crack my security code, and that's something long. But in all likelihood, starting again the machine, it will set the last coordinates we used…" he said, choking.

"Do you remember those coordinates?"

"Well…yes… but what…?" began the scarecrow, before the devil let it go, walking towards the cauldron and grabbing Jaco with his tail.

"You have twenty minutes to build another portal with the same coordinates!" ordered Noxfero, putting Jaco in one of his pockets. "Find a way to keep it open as long as possible." He growled, before disappearing into the shadows.

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"What's happening Noxy?" asked Jaco, worried, poking his head out of the pocket, while the darkness surrounded them.

"Mephisto got the portal working…" stated coldly the devil.

"Oh… this is bad. What are we going to do? Warn the boss?"

"No. Equestria is a dimension out of the jurisdiction both of Satan and The Beared Man in the Sky, he does not have any interest in preserving it."

"Then… are we going to ask for Daelus' help?" inquired the little demon, his tone strangely serious.

"And get him in trouble too if Satan catches us? He doesn't deserve that. We are going to call someone that the boss can't control." Hissed teh devil, as the shadows began to disappear. The environment was different from Hell's; they were on a sunny beach, a clear sea in front of them, while beside them there was an immense, gigantic and perfectly shaped mountain, reaching the clouds. Purgatory. The devil hissed, walking along the warm sand, towards the cave that worked as a passage from Hell to Purgatory. With a little bit of luck, who he was searching for were going to be there.

There was something relaxing about Purgatory. Maybe the fact that there were no screams of pain. Just the sound of the waves and the eternal picking of the penitent souls, all over the mountain. They had to work hard, if they wanted to reach Heaven. The devil had the quick glance of a couple of souls, featureless and similar to smoke, taking new picks from a chest, before he entered into the cave.

In the large cave, only a few souls were present, and all were hurrying towards the exit, to start immediately their work. Noxfero ignored them and walked towards a little set of boulders, where the two creatures he was searching were arguing about something: the first one was a big, hairy black gorilla, with a scarlet tie around his neck, who was obviously trying to do some paperwork that was scattered on the ground in front of him, while a fat man in red-and-white heavy dress was bugging him.

"Leave me alone Kerby, don't you have toys to make?" grunted the monkey, huffing and turning to the other side, while the man laughed and continued to roll around him.

"Come on, it's not Christmas for a whole bunch of months! I don't have to do shit!" he exclaimed, adjusting his large hat on his head.

"You are the worst Santa Claus ever… I wonder why they gave you that place…" growled the monkey, adjusting a pair of tiny glasses on his face and beginning to type on a computer previously covered by his mass.

"For my wonderful smile of course!"

"…and why they permitted you to keep it, since you fired all the male elves and expanded your factory into a bellic development."

"'Cause I got a nose for the business!" mused the man, patting the gorilla's head.

"Still doing nothing, I see. Never any real working, uh?" snickered the devil, walking towards them, while from the pocket his minion waved to the pair. The monkey grunted, while the other man waved enthusiastically.

"Hey Noxy, how's it going? I thought that your boss prohibited you from leaving Hell for a century or so." He exclaimed, smiling. The devil ignored him and walked towards the pair.

"I need your help. I can't ask anybody else in Hell…"

"I assume because if Satan catches you, he'll punish whoever he can, but since we are not under his control…"

"Right!"

"Oh… and I was just hoping that you were inviting us to a D&D session…" muttered the Santa Claus. "Well, if it's going to be fun, I'm in…"

"Me too… what do we have to do?" asked the gorilla, taking off his glasses.

"Beat Mephistopheles up to save a dimension of talking ponies." Stated the devil, as Jaco nodded in agreement. The gorilla and the man looked at each other.

"So… you are proposing us to put our immortal existence at risk… to saving talking horses?"

"Indeed."

"Yup, he's totally saying that!" chirped Jaco. "Are you guys in?" The two looked at each other again, before opening their mouths to tell the couple of devils to disappear.

"Did I mention that I will give you sandwiches, and to you succubi?" stated deviously Noxfero, pointing his tail respectively to the gorilla and to the man.

"Of course we are in!"

"There was ever any doubt?!"

"Good. Go to my place, my scientist is creating a passage. I got to get the last one of you idiots, and then we can go." Grunted the devil, turning and heading out of the cave.

"You always know how to convince them." Stated the little demon from his pocket, smiling. "Do you think Mephisto is already there?" he asked, with a more concerned tone.

"I'm positive. Luckily, it won't take long to convince Mark." Stated the bigger demon, before spreading his wings and darting towards the sky, aiming towards the group of white and calm clouds at the top of the mountain, where a faint golden light was coming from.

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"Are those horses…?" asked with a little surprise the scarlet devil, flapping calmly his black wings in the air and looking at the group of elegant dressed ponies in the garden below him. At his side, a skeleton draped in a lab suit tapped his chin, slowly floating on a platform at his master's side.

"Indeed master… quite a peculiar form of life, I must admit…"

"Save your muttering for yourself and tell me what the scanner says." Growled the devil, snapping his fingers. Immediately the skeleton began to tap on a little floating console, that was flapping its own little bat wings.

"Apparently some traces of Gluttony and Pride in the air, but it's mostly clean. A pure world, indeed." He stated, moving his empty gaze toward the devil. Mephistopeles grinned, and snapped again his fingers: at his command, a countless number of humanoid, black-skinned figures began to exit the scar, falling to the ground below with a series of thumps, before standing up and hissing towards the ponies, their hair bursting into flames.

"There is no way I'm not going to use this world." Grinned the archdevil, as one of the creatures breathed a stream of flames towards a group of armored winged ponies. "There is absolutely no way…"

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" There is absolutely no way I'll let you in." Stated calmly the saint from behind the cloudy desk that sat in front of the golden gates, which were surrounded by clouds. The devil groaned, slamming his hands on the table and sending up a puff of white clouds.

"Come on Peter, just a quick trip. Look, I'm begging you!" the devil groaned, flapping his ears. The old bearded man sighed, massaging his head.

"We have rules here. And one of the first rules is that devils don't enter in Heaven, if not on declared visit. Is this a declared visit?" he asked kindly. The devil growled and waved his tail. "I supposed so. Now please leave. You are blocking the line." Stated the saint, pointing at the lines of shining souls that were patiently waiting behind the devil that had cut to the front of the line. Noxfero grunted, and walked away fuming, walking along the golden fence that delimited Heaven. When he was far enough from the gate, he tapped silently a claw against the golden frame. Almost immediately, an angel popped out of the clouds.

"Hey Judas!" exclaimed Jaco, waving his arm to the angel, who nodded and leaned towards the fence, adjusting his shades and fedora.

"Hello to both of you. How can I help you today?" he asked in a mellifluous voice that little had in common with the angels. But that was Judas after all.

"Thirty bucks to get us in." Growled Noxfero, passing a little, tingling pouch to the angel, who grabbed it, nodding. He took two bars of the fence and stretched them, permitting to the devil to enter.

"You never saw me." Stated the angel, before submerging again in the sea of clouds. The couple of devils stayed still, looking around in the sea of clouds and light in front of them.

"Now what?" asked Jaco, moving his gaze around.

"Now we wait. It shouldn't take long." Grunted the devil. As soon as he said that, the calm sea of clouds began to tremble, as a winged figure jumped out of the clouds and darted towards him: the devil had just the glimpse of a redhead, before the angel smashed him to the soft ground, hugging him so strongly that his bones were creaking.

"Noxy! I haven't seen you in years! How are you doing, you little devil scoundrel!?" cried the angel, brushing the devil's head: he was a head shorter than him, but much more well built. He had a couple of white dove wings on his back, a short scarlet haircut, and a bright light shimmering around his crotch region, mercifully hiding certain parts of the angel's naked body from the devil's sight. And he was thankful for this every time.

"Just… fine…" hissed the archdevil, freeing himself from the angel's grasp and backing away, the burns on his body healing quickly. Holy touch could be dangerous even to archdevils. "Mark, listen, I need your help."

"For what?" asked doubtfully the angel, glaring at the devil. "I can't help you with any personal war with some other devil. It's a rule, and I also don't want to."

"It's not that. You have to help me defend a dimension of talking colorful ponies from Mephistopheles."

"I was already in when you said 'talking'" said the angel, grinning.

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"Now, does the scanner show any surge of power?" asked Mephistopheles, looking bored as towers of black-scarlet smoke rose through the sky, while flames were devouring the castle, the huge garden below the archdevil, and the city on the other side of the castle itself. All below him, his minions were running around, breathing fire and trying to grasp the ponies' manes. He had to give them credit though: they were fast runners. Just a few of them were actually trying to fight back, with little results.

"Well, actually yes. There is a surge of pure energy running towards here. Level similar to an archangel. A similar, smaller power is floating over the city, I assume trying to stop your servants. There is another power, similar to something related to order or harmony… that's kinda strange… it's divided in six pieces. They are somewhere around here, I can't understand if trying to escape or fighting. And there is also…" The skeleton tapped the machine. "That's… unexpected. A source of power similar to the one of the old chaotic gods. It's sealed by something… and motionless in the gardens." The archdevil turned his flaming eyes upwards.

"Chaotic, huh? Send some minions to retrieve it. It may come in handy later. I'll take care of this one." He hissed, as a black pitchfork appeared in his hand while turning towards the white alicorn that jumped through a wall of flame, her horn aimed at the scarlet devil.

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"So, let me explain it: I put up a portal machine with a composition of energized bars of mystical mineral, and yada yada yada. The point is: the portal with absorb the powers from the mineral, so, it'll work for a short amount of time." Stated the scarecrow, rubbing his goggles. In front of a circular metallic structure was roaring a scarlet sled, as the Santa Claus pressed eagerly on the accelerator, ready to drive the sled into the azure shimmer. At his side, the gorilla was staring expressionlessly at the scarecrow, a new tie at his neck. Behind them, the devil was beginning to regret his decision, while the angel was patting excitedly on his companions' backs. And Jaco was looking scared in the same pocket as before.

"It'll energize the portal for a maximum of twenty minutes... maybe half an hour, I suppose. So, try to be quick." Stated Pumpkinhead. "And also, as a curious note, the portal will hold for the passage of a maximum of six souls through it… more, it'll break and wear out all the energy. I'll be right here keeping it online." Added the scarecrow, pointing at a console on the other side of the dungeon.

"Well… ok. By the way, is Anguish ready?" asked the devil suddenly, standing up. The scarecrow blinked, taken aback.

"Well yeah… but I didn't have the chance to test it…"

"Well, a test on the field is always good. Give it to me."

"Sure that there is nothing I can do, dad?" asked Junior as he walked towards the sled, ignoring its occupants except for his father, who moved his eyes from the scarecrow to focus on his son.

"Sure you can do something: prepare sandwiches for Gil and call some succubus for Kerby." He said simply, before turning towards Pumpkinhead and grasping the black, enormous chainsaw that the scarecrow was passing to him.

"Enough chit chat, let's go smack some bitches!" roared the Santa Claus, pressing on the accellerator and darting into the shimmer, almost running over Pumpkinhead.

"Or be smacked." Stated the gorilla, before all of them were engulfed in the shimmer, and disappeared from sight.

"I don't know why…" stated a red and black, smiling cheshire cat that materialized in mid-air. "…But I feel this is going to be utterly interesting, from a lot of points of view…" he purred, ignoring the glare from Junior.

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Here we are. Thing are going south a little bit fast. But that happens. In a few days the second chapter. And remember to drop a review, I'd like to know if I'm doing a good job.