Chapter 2: Death's Redemption

A/N: I know I said that I would only update this story every few days but I literally just couldn't resist. I know that I'm the author of the story, but even I couldn't wait to see what happens. I'm listening to some Metallica and Hollywood Undead so I was feeling really pumped up to write this. My first ever fight scene so bear with me here guys.

Disclaimer: I do not own the [PROTOTYPE] or My Little Pony franchise. [PROTOTYPE] is property of Activision, and My Little Pony belongs to Hasbro.

POV: 3rd person

Twilight Sparkle couldn't possibly be any more aghast than she was at this moment. She couldn't think of any words to describe her utter happiness at the events than had happened within the last few days. She could have never expected this when she helped her friends defeat Nightmare Moon a few years ago. She would have never imagined that she would one day be crowned as a princess of Equestria.

A few days earlier, it had seemed like a normal day to Twilight. She had gotten up in the morning humming a catchy tune that came to her head. She knew that it was going to be a wonderful day. She just knew it. Call it mare's intuition. She went through the town singing about her pure joy of being in ponyville. That was until she got splashed with a raincloud full of water.

"Rainbow Dash, that's not funny," Twilight said, mildly annoyed. Though she was not met with the usual tomboyish voice that she was used to, she was met with the voice of a more posh voice. Giving a startled look towards the source of her voice, she saw something that had, needless to say, shocked the living hell out of her.

There was her friend Rarity but on her flank was not the normal cutie mark that she should have.

On her flank was Rainbow Dash's cutie mark.

"Terribly sorry, darling," Rarity said. "I'm afraid I'm not good with the thundery ones."

"*Gasp*And something tells me that everything is not going to be fine," Twilight said worriedly. Twilight continued to ask Rarity questions about what was going on. Upon further investigation, Rarity told Twilight that Rainbow Dash was in her cottage. There was nothing normal about that.

As she and Spike arrived at "Rainbow Dash's" cottage, they knocked on the door. Rainbow Dash came out very soon with a worried expression

"Hey guys," Rainbow said.

"Rainbow Dash, why is Rarity doing your job," Twilight asked. A sudden crash made Rainbow Dash jump in shock and retreat back into the small house. "And what in Equestria is going on in…!" Twilight and Spike were met with an almost literal face full of chaos. There were animals absolutely everywhere. An animal had landed on top of Rainbow Dash's head, and Rainbow Dash, in return, grabbed it, flew it up to a bird cage, and chucked it in. Twilight looked at the creature and saw that it was Pinkie Pie's pet crocodile, Gummy.

Twilight went to all of the places that her friends and her had often met up and was met with the same sight every single time. Her friends didn't have their correct cutie mark. In a fit of paranoia she rushed back to the library. As she opened the door, she danced nervously on her hooves and rushed into her library.

"Why is this happening," her assistant, Spike, exclaimed. Twilight began to explain what had happened the previous night before. Starting with her getting the package from Celestia and ending when she said that she cast the spell but nothing happened.

It did take some time, but Twilight had managed to figure out a way to get her friends' cutie marks back to their original owner. She had shown her friend, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash's cottage. Twilight had asked Fluttershy to help out Rainbow Dash with her animals. Fluttershy was reluctant, but she went, nonetheless.

As Spike, Twilight, and Fluttershy arrived at the cottage, there was a loud bang from the inside of the door. Long story short, Fluttershy had managed to regain her cutie mark by finding her true talent once again. Being done with Fluttershy, The trio went to each of their friends' homes and such to get them back in their right mind.

Soon, the friends were reunited together once again. As they were in the middle of a group hug, Twilight had something spark in her brain. She knew how she could fix Starswirl's spell! Twilight and her friends all rushed to Twilight's literal treehouse.

She quickly picked up a quill and began reciting her words as she wrote.

"From all of us together, together we are friends. With the marks of our destinies made one, there is magic without end." Just as Twilight struck down on the paper to make the period at the end of the sentence, something frightening happened.

Twilight's horn had started to glow randomly. Suddenly, all of the other mares' necklaces shot out beams of their own respective color towards Twilight, and surrounded her in a glowing white orb. After a few seconds, Twilight has disappeared and left a smoking scorch mark where she was recently. Her friends started screaming at the absence of their friend.

Twilight had found herself in somewhere unknown to her. To her it looked like Luna's night sky, but not as dark. "Hello," Twilight called out, hoping someone would hear her. Soon her mentor, Princess Celestia, came walking out of the seemingly endless void.

"Congratulations, Twilight," Celestia began. "I knew you could do it."

"Princess? I don't understand. What did I do?"

"You did something today that's never been done before. Something that even a great unicorn like Starswirl the Bearded was not able to do because he did not understand friendship as you do. The lessons you learned here in Ponyville have taught you well. You have proven that you're ready Twilight."

"Ready? Ready for what?"

Celestia guided Twilight through her various memories in life everywhere from her struggling to learn her first spells up to her adventures in Ponyville. Again, long story short, something miraculous happened. As Twilight came out of the odd place, a large star, in the form of her cutie mark, arrived in the sky. Her friends quickly ran outside to find out what was going on. Soon it lowered to the ground and started to fade away.

When the star completely faded, Twilight was in its place, but she was different this time. She came out of the star not as a normal unicorn, but as an alicorn. Her friends, who were utterly speechless, started to marvel at her new wings, unknowing of Princess Celestia coming to them from the sky. With a heartfelt moment, Celestia explained that Twilight was now a princess and was no longer her student in the same manner of which she had been.

The coronation had been scheduled a few days afterwards in honor of the new Princess Twilight. Celestia had invited a great amount of ponies to watch this modern legend.

"Fillies and gentlecolts," Celestia started. "May I present for the very first time, Princess Twilight Spa-" She had never gotten to finish her sentence because at that moment a white portal opened up in the middle of the throne room. The doors to the room opened with singing mares following Twilight but stopped once they saw the sight. The portal simply stayed there for a few seconds before an odd looking creature fell through the portal.

It was black all over except for where its face was. It had glowing blue eyes along with a blade looking item on its left arm. Soon, more of the same creatures had followed suit. This was where the real fun began. A being that was dressed in black and yellow came next. It lacked the blade on its arm but had the same glowing, blue eyes that its brethren had.

The final being to come out of the portal was the biggest of them all. It had completely dwarfed all of the others that it followed. It had a black jacket on with two dragons blowing fire and electricity down its arms, jeans, and boots.

The jacketed creature caught the black and yellow one in midair and threw it into the ground quickly, shattering the marble from the impact. The portal closed as the behemoth landed on the ground, dust scattering from the landing. Then, it spoke.

"Looks like we're still alive Michael. Guess that means that you will die today."

"We shall see. Of course, you wouldn't want to harm any innocents would you? Look around." The other spoke. Apparently, its name was Michael

POV: Death

It was when Michael said this that I noticed my surroundings. A room full of big-eyed, technicolored…horses? I was now in the dimension of horses? Damn horses? Really? Who wrote that stupid crap? (*cough*) To add to the fact that they were horses, they didn't look like they could hurt a fly.

Taking a glance behind me I noticed three horses that were taller than all of the rest and intricately dressed. (Rhyme) I was shocked, to say the least. They, honestly, looked horrible, but they must've held some kind of command over the other ponies. If that was the case then I needed them to get this room evacuated.

"Can you understand me," I asked them, not taking my eyes off of Michael.

"Yes," one replied.

"What a lucky chance then. Can you do me a massive favor Mrs…?"

"Celestia."

"Celestia."

"What is it?"

"I need you to evacuate this room by all means possible, please."

"Why you interrupted one of the most moment-"

"Please save the nagging for later. I need this room evacuated now. Unless, of course, you and your people can take heavy blood and gore. I wouldn't want their massive eyes to see all of what's about to happen." This is when Michael butted in.

"Oh, hell no you don't," he said as he grabbed a random horse. "No one is going anywhere. If I'm going down, I'm taking people with me." This was a bad mistake to say because when he finished, he was rocketed towards me. I didn't care how it happened, but I wasn't going to miss my chance of getting a good blow.

I quickly turned my hands into my muscle mass power. This power transformed my arms into pure muscle, effectively doubling my melee damage output. In other words, I could punch as hard as a freight train with this power and my body put together. I remember one time when I was in the red zone trying these things out. I ended up punching a normal infected as hard as I could and it exploded. Yes, exploded. I didn't believe it either, but it happened.

Just as Michael reached me I drew my arm back and punched forward as hard as I could. This turned Michael into a bullet headed back to where he was blasted from. He sailed out into the hall and through multiple walls. I took this chance to see that the one who had blasted him was a horse with both wings and a horn. I believe they are called alicorns.

This one was lavender colored with a dark, dark teal (or purple?) mane with two highlights side by side. One was a slightly lighter shade than her normal mane color, but her second highlight was a hot pink color.

"Thanks," I said to her before staring back at Celestia and raising my mask. I needed some time to give her a quick rundown on what was going on. When I rested my gaze upon her I was met with the furious look of a big freaking horse.

"Listen, Celestia. I can explain everything later, but right now I need to kill him. He will try to end this world if I don't." She didn't even hesitate before giving me an answer.

"Do it. He tried to harm one of my subjects. Thank you, Twilight Sparkle, for your help." I saw the lavender mare nod in confirmation. "What is your name creature?"

"Kyle Drake, or Death, if you want to get informal. Now please get all of your subjects to evacuate and don't go into any buildings outside if they can help it. Don't worry; this won't take long at all."

"I do not know you creature. How can I be so sure that you are meaning to help?"

"Because I'm not the one who just said that I was taking down innocents if I was going down. Proof enough for you?"

"Fair enough."

"Do you have dungeons here?"

"Yes, though they haven't been used for some time. Why do you ask?"

"Lock all of these others up before they wake up. They're just like the one I'm going to kill now." Celestia gave a firm nod and told her guards to start evacuating all of the ponies, as she called them. She also gave the order for them to not interfere with the battle. Probably so that they wouldn't be caught in the crossfire.

"How are you certain that you will kill him," Celestia inquired.

"Have you ever killed Death," I responded as I flipped my mask down and morphed my right arm into a massive blade that was almost as big as I was. And with that, the battle officially began. (Battle tunes anyone? How about Hollywood Undead-We Are)

I jumped through the seemingly endless amount of holes in the walls that Michael had left. Just as I was about to jump through the final hole I felt something behind me. I tried to take a glance but was met with the fist of my arch-enemy. The force sent me flying out into the city streets like a crashing UFO. I left a deep trench as I was trying to recover from the hit.

I soon rolled over backwards on my feet while holding my blade in a defensive stance, should Michael have decided to follow up on his attack. He stupidly didn't and just slowly walked towards me, rattling with that useless gaping face-hole of his.

"That's where the difference between me and you sets in Death. I can thin-"I'd had enough talking and launched my whipfist at him. He didn't have the time to dodge as he didn't expect me to do that. My whipfist speared him straight through the chest and embedded itself there. I pulled as hard as I could to get him off of his feet. It worked very well since he flew through the air straight towards me.

I quickly changed back to my muscle mass and gave him a powerful uppercut that sounded like his spine even broke from the impact. Not wanting to waste precious time, I grabbed Michael's foot as he started sailing up towards the sky. It was extremely difficult with the amount of force I put in, but I managed to grab a hold of both of his feet and slam him back down into the ground at my feet. He gave a yelp of pain as he tried to get back up from the barrage. He then did something I didn't expect.

He armored himself up. That armor was so strong that the user could take multiple tank shots while only feeling a slight amount of the force. It would be hard to hurt him while he had that thing activated. He then activated his powers which were the typical double axehand of the evolved. Childs play.

Michael charged at me, apparently trying to run me through. I met him halfway with my hammerfists. We struggled at first, but I eventually overcame his strength. I managed to get him to his knees before slamming one of my hammerfists down on him. Seeing that Michael was dazed, I continued the assault before jumping in the air and slamming both of my fists down onto him. I grabbed him by the neck and chucked him into the closest building that I could find.

I walked behind Michael as he soared through the walls of the building. As I stepped into the building I noticed two mares…umm… How do I say this? Ugh… Getting it on?

"AAAHHHH," one of them screamed. "GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT!"

"Sorry ladies," I replied. "Just passing through. You should really find somewhere else to do that other than a house." They both gave me an incredulous look as I stepped through the other hole in the wall. I spotted Michael attempting to get up. It was, unsurprisingly, amusing to see him this way. In an attempt to save his energy he deactivated his armor and axe-hands. It was my time to shine. I would make him pay for what he did to me.

Out the corner of my eye, I spotted four ponies: Celestia, Twilight Sparkle, and the other two who had been at Celestia's side during the interruption.

"I guess I'll show off a tiny bit, I suppose," I thought. I switched to my tendrils so that I could suspend Michael and go to town on him. I hit him twice with my tendrils as he tried to rush me yet again. He was now suspended in the air by tendrils holding onto buildings and trees alike.

I switched to my claws, the one power that I had not used yet. Michael was yelling profanities as I approached him. He was scared. I could hear it in his voice. That was good. I wanted him to be scared. I wanted him to beg for his life. I wanted him to scream for mercy as I took his life from him, just as he did me a few years ago.

Quickly throwing a flurry of slashes all over Michael, I realized his regenerative powers had depleted completely. He was now mortal again, and bleeding out. I cut the tendrils suspending him down, and he fell to the ground with a yell of pain.

I slowly started walking towards the man who had screwed my life over. Michael was trying to crawl away. He was begging for me to let him live. It was beautiful satisfaction.

"Come on, Kyle. You don't have to do this. We can start over, please! I'm sorry," he pleaded.

"No. You have no idea of the pain I went through, the shit I've gone through, the pain I've endured. I'm glad this moment has shined itself in front of me. This is better than Christmas, honestly," I replied as I grabbed him by his throat and picked him up.

A being put their hand on me. I turned to find that it was Celestia herself who had stopped me. She had, thankfully, ditched the hideous trash that she had been wearing before. I couldn't, honestly, believe that I was focusing on something as little as a dress right now.

"Don't, Kyle. You will have to live with the guilt of his death on your consciousness as long as you live. He is begging to be spared Kyle. Leave him be, and he will meet Equestrian justice. He will pay for trying to harm one of my subjects," Celestia said. I thought it over for a few seconds before I threw Michael down to the ground.

"Thank you, thank you, Kyle! You won't regret this! I swear you will not," Michael thanked. He honestly didn't believe he was going to walk away alive for what he had done to me did he? "Wait. What are you doing? No, stop! Please, stop! No, please do-" That was the last I would hear or see of Michael Scarrow. I had stomped on his head, and left a pool of blood where my foot was. As I felt his body morph into mine, I had a look into his memories. By god, they were horrible.

Celestia was absolutely stunned by what I had just done. She, apparently, had never seen that kind of gore before. It was then that I noticed the stares. It looked like everyone in the town had been there to watch me do what I did. I simply stared back at her from behind my mask. I stuck my hand out for a handshake and said, "Death. At your service, your highness." She stared at me as if I had killed someone she dearly loved.

I could already tell that this place was going to be fun.

A/N: So how was the fight scene? I, honestly, didn't like it. It was too one sided, though I wanted to show Kyle dominate in front of the ponies to instill fear. They were already probably scared, though. Also, a new story and already a few favorites, follows, and reviews already? Thank you so much guys. You have absolutely no idea how happy that makes me. Also to answer Medchtsia's question, this story is not anthro or humanized. Normal pony people. This may be turned to M rated later, but no clop. I'm going to try very hard on character development for Kyle. Enough said now. Have a great day everypony!