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Kindle the Bonfire
Chapter 14
By: sirhim11
"GET THOSE DOORS SECURE NOW!" roared Sargent Hay Bale. Town Watch obliged, not wanting to think about what was happening. He stared into space in front of him as he helped lift a gigantic log that rested behind the only thing separating their remaining forces and total destruction. The timber made a loud bang as it landed in place, as if it were the door to a tomb. Watch trembled involuntarily.
"We need a medic over here NOW!" yelled Lance Line, his shoulder gashed from an ugly cut, bleeding intensely. He had the type of look on his face that you would only get when you knew that death was so very close. Watch knew that the call for help was not intended for Lance's shoulder, but for Hay Bale. He still had the broken end of a spear stuck through his stomach. It looked to be some type of disembodied claw, sickeningly sharpened to deal massive damage to anything it hit. Their fierce and brave leader was now bleeding out on the floor, not even a mat to lie on.
"The medics have been evacuated with the civilians; they need the help more than we do." Lieutenant Flower pot said in a shaken tone. Lance Line bucked a nearby table which fell over feebly, the colt's exhaustion outweighing his anger.
"It's alright," Hay Bale said in between coughs, "I'll give your regards to Rope Coil and Basket Weaver. They'll know the rest of you made it." This consolation caused Lance's chest to heave, sorrow welling up from where he had been holding it throughout this entire war. Watch clutched himself, trying not to think about reality- trying not to think about Berry, or his friends… or family. In between the deafening beats of his heart, Watch heard the raspy and clotted breathing of Hay bale weaken, soften, and then die out altogether.
"What do you mean he's joined the defense?!" cried Twilight in a desperate tone, "Why isn't he with you, or Cadence for that matter?" The tone of the discussion had shifted to a very morbid and bad direction. Princess Celestia did not want to tell her the news yet, but she saw no better place to.
"Twilight my dear, you must understand. When the outbreak of undead came, Ponyville was the first that was hit. We assumed that you all were dead." The princess began in her most compassionate tone. Confusion arose among the six ponies. Worry lifted even higher in their voices.
"We have been telling the general public that you were all fine, but word got about that suggested you had all perished. Shining took the news more poorly than anyone." Twilight began breathing heavily, trying to grasp what was being said to her. Shock began to creep into her eyes, and Celestia knew that none of this would end well. She summoned all of her strength and composure.
"W-when Cadence d-d…" but she couldn't go on. Silky tears ran down the Sun Princess's coat and onto the ornate carpet that now felt so insignificant. She tried to focus on her breathing. She closed her eyes and turned away. The six mares in front of her couldn't see her like this.
"What?" asked Twilight in a tone that made Celestia's heart break. They knew now, why Shining Armor had rushed into battle, acting as if he had nothing to lose. Celestia couldn't bring herself to say that his whereabouts were unknown.
"No." Twilight began, eyes wide, tears falling. "No. No. NO. No. No…" Her friends rushed in for their support and comfort. The Sun Princess willed something to come, to stop this destruction before it overtook her land. If only heroes still existed…
"I HAVE HAD ENOUGH!" I roared. Discord looked at me, eyebrows raised. I was pissed, more angry and enraged than I had ever been in my life. I wanted to rend something apart.
"YOU UNDEAD HAVE NO RIGHT TO BE HERE! YOU DEMONS ARE TREADING ON THE GROUND OF AN INNOCENT NATION AND I WILL NOT SEE MY PAST REPEATED HERE!" I was standing in a town square, facing a horde of undead and demons. I was shaking; my blood was pumping through my veins with the adrenaline that fueled my hunger to slay.
"NONE OF YOU GET PAST THIS POINT!" I shouted, planting my Machete into the cobblestone earth with a crack. I was answered with a monstrous roar. I had shaken the gigantic Taurus Demon thanks to a squadron of brave pegasi. But there was another problem, and it had to be dealt with now. After running through a common district of the city, I came upon a large group of ponies cornered in a square. The city walls lined the other ways out. There was one street that led in, and one street that led out. What hope they had lost; I would most definitely gain back. I glanced behind me to see the condition of the ponies themselves. They were frightened alright, but becoming more curious as to who I was. I focused my attention back onto the horde.
They charged. I smirked; these ponies would learn what Pyromancy really looked like. The firestorm I created engulfed everything in front of me, causing the crowd behind me to shriek in fright. Red and orange glistened in a dance of death and hunger. The unfortunates caught in the blast shrieked and turned to ash. Steel weapons melted in the blink of an eye. My rage fueled my power. The flames died out and there were still more enemies left. This time I roared at them, challenging any who opposed me. The demons hesitated, looking at each other in doubt. A Taurus demon dropped its club and ran away. The Capras followed suit, and the undead were a joke as always. They didn't last long. After the square was clear, I turned around and faced the ponies. Wide eyed, they stared in awe.
"I am Lawrence of Anor Londo." I stated. "Where can I find your leaders?" A great many of them pointed at the castle. One of them spoke up.
"The princesses live in the highest levels of the castle."
"Thank you." I replied, and ran off.
Discord, do you think you can teleport them to Ponyville? I'm sure they will be confused and disoriented enough to feed your power.
With pleasure!
There was a loud bang, a flash of light, and they were gone. Now I had to get to these rulers and find out their strategy. I ran through the city and up to the castle. One of the barred doors had been broken through. I stopped in shock of a swift change in atmosphere, and smell. The disembodied figures that represented the forms of ponies seemed to embody mops, their blood swept across the marble in an array of grotesque savagery. Over the walls, the ceiling, and pooled over the floor the massacre could be followed into another room. One of the headless, legless figures had a Demon's Spear protruding through his stomach and out of the poor thing's back.
My breath seized in my throat. I had forgotten how terrible these monsters could be. My bloodlust cooled off and I was left to witness what happened when I was too late to help. As I walked through the carnage I nearly tripped over a body, or a half of a body that had a lance for a cutie mark. I cringed and walked even further. Something jumped out to my right; I raised my shield and blocked the blow of a sword, from a pony. He rebounded and doubled back, a wild look in his eyes. He had a blue and light-blue mane, also a unicorn. His cutie mark was that of a shield with a purple star on it… wait.
"Hold on." I stated. The pony stiffened, surprised that I could talk. He bared his teeth and muttered something. I didn't care; I had to get my message out.
"Your cutie mark, it looks like that of a pony I know." I stated, lowering my shield and placing my machete on the ground. He lowered his guard and listened hesitantly.
"I escorted a mare named Twilight-" The colt spat out his sword and tackled me to the ground with more force than I was expecting.
"What? Where? Who are you?" He asked desperately.
"She was taken off to this castle by a dragon named Mordecai, but I don't know where." I replied smoothly, not wanting him to attack. He seemed a bit battle worn and that meant he could be more prone to rash, deadly action. I had been sobered up by the gruesome scene behind me thankfully. The colt got off of me and looked around.
"We need to get to the top of the castle!" He said eagerly.