WARNING: violence, cussing and feel's a-plenty!
With nearly 3 times the energy he usually had Steven strode to the front lines. "Situation" Steven asked with no emotion. "Listen Steven, there is going to be a lot of casualties. Hell, the only way to prevent that is you take the heat, but that would kill you" midnight responded. Steven looked at him, liquid pride appearing in his eyes. I-I know that midnight. But it has to be done. Midnight, did I ever tell you that I would change this world?"
The army of discord, a group of dragons, griffons, changelings and other various creatures like diamond dogs and manticores approaching the castle. "Midnight, get ready. This war has begun."
Trixie, midnight, angel (in the FYS mech) and 4500+ guards and ponies stood ready for battle. Every prisoner or any pony willing to fight was given armor and a sword. Even vinyl and Octavia were present.
"Vinyl, Octavia this is not what I wanted when I invited you to the castle." Octavia silenced him. "It is fine, I understand conditions have been… rough recently. But I am happy to assist you in this battle." Steven had a small smile. "Vinyl, why are you here? Octavia can fight but all you have is wubs" vinyl had a giant grin. "Yes but…" the stereo she stood on turned into a rocket launcher looking device. "Yep, the bass cannon. Makin' wubs and poppin' scrubs!"
Discord and his army charged as Steven and his did the same. The slight uphill gave an advantage to his soldiers. Steven was the first to make contact with a swing of a sword to a dragon's neck, decapitating it. A diamond dog tried to grab Stevens's leg, but a blur of crimson stopped it. "You like diamonds, eat one bitch" midnight roared as he took a diamond and threw it forcefully at the canine. The diamond dog stumbled backwards and received an uppercut from midnight arrow which finished it off. Steven collected himself and ran at midnight swinging his sword down, stabbing a griffon in the chest. "C'mon midnight, no time to stop!" Steven yelled as he picked up the pony and threw him into a changeling.
On both sides losses had set in. a mere 30 seconds into battle more than 50 soldiers had fallen. "Discord, for what you have done I will cut you once for every pony that dies!" Steven screamed while in his bloodlust. He easily dodged a charge and threw a spear into a dragon's neck. A right hook caught a changeling a knocked it to the ground unconscious. "Cutie mark crusaders, dragons slayers huzzah!" three small ponies chanted as they jumped from who knows where onto a teenage dragon knocking it down, its skull hitting a rock. "Darn, no cutie mark" a yellow filly with a red mane from the group stated. Steven snapped back into focus, grabbing the upper and lower jaw of a manticore who tried to bite him. With a quick twist the beast fell dead with a broken neck.
When push comes to shove, Steven tackles. Steven began his barrage of fireballs and magic into the enemy swarm. Steven was knocked down by a blue beam of concentrated energy. He looked back and saw vinyl with her dubstep/bass cannon. Along with her was Octavia who was smashing her cello on enemy heads like rock stars did with guitars. There was a green unicorn with a metal glove yelling about hands and humans, Angel who was mowing down the largest targets. "Wasn't there supposed to be another group member?" Steven asked himself as he ripped a griffon in two.
"Get off me beast!" a rather bitchy female voice erupted from the distance. Damn, that bitchy voice was one Steven knew, Trixie. "Damn, that's the other group member". Steven ran towards the voice pushing or smashing anything hostile and stupid enough to get in his path. While running he was stopped forcefully as something grabbed his chest. Discord. "Why hello, my evil friend, I say it would be rather lovely to die from blood loss wouldn't it?!" discord said in an all too cheery tone. His creepy smile turned to a scowl as he stabbed Steven in the chest with an odd looking dagger and threw him to the ground. Steven rolled limply, all his energy was drained from him.
Steven could only watch as his guards and ponies slowly began to lose and more and more fell. He saw something worse, his companion midnight arrow was grabbed by discord and stabbed in the chest the same way Steven was.
"NO!" Stevens's voice erupted from the warzone. Everyone stopped, soldiers on both sides stopped mid battle to see what was going on. From where Stevens voice erupted, a black fog and tendrils erupting from the ground. They stopped at a blue barrier that surrounded all of discords army. The barrier prevented any of the forces to do leave or escape as the fog and tendrils grew larger in the bubble of blue. Soon all that was seen was a blue outer shell and an impenetrable black void within the blue shield.
Midnight was bleeding out slowly. Even though he was growing weaker he felt a strong urge to head to the bubble. As he stumbled towards it a pure white form was appearing. Midnight's wounds began to heal within seconds leaving nothing, not even a scar. "S-Steven, is that you" the white form nodded, or so it seemed. Midnight remembered Stevens's ifrit form, but not this. It had no shape, no specific location. It was like a solid fire, swinging and moving with no specific location. The only solid non vapor looking thing in it was two deep black eyes. "Yes midnight it is I" midnight looked to his chest and saw the dagger that seemed to faze through the form but floated along with him. "Steven, that blade… that is the blade of was enchanted by generations of chaotic and evil warlords. Anyone who gets cut by it dies!" the form of Steven laughed a laugh that came from multiple locations at once. "Mmn, so it is" Was all Steven said before returning to the core of the darkness.
Screams of agony could be heard within. All of the ponies on the outside watched (listened rather) in horror as screams could be heard inside. The bubble and fog of black faded nearly 15 minutes later exposing the aftermath. Every organism that was inside the bubble was only bone. No flesh or skin was exposed, just bone and armor. Only 2 things within the bubble were alive (partially) Steven and discord. Discord was held in the air by the tendrils, tow tendrils holding each limb. Steven was back into his human form, pale and near lifeless on his knees. The ground near him as coated in a red layer of liquid.
"Steven" multiple ponies cried in unison. Midnight, Trixie, angel bunny the mane six and the princesses as well as a dozen others ran to him. I-I…" Steven started causing every pony to stop making any noise of any kind. "I t-told m-myself I would change this world, d-did I?" Steven asked. Princess Celestia gave a nod. Midnight approached him and handed him a necklace. "Here Steven, take it. It's the least I can do" Steven smiled and attempted a chuckle. "Thanks midnight. Stay safe, promise me that" midnight nodded. "Hey Octavia, you there?" she stepped out so he could see him. "If you got your cello, play me out if you would be so kind?" she grabbed the dented cello and began to play.
Flutter shy ran up to Steven and softly hugged him. "Steven I…" she said before being cut off. "F-flutters-shy listen t-to me. Take care and be safe. When this is over, take care of discord, you will know what to do" Steven magically summoned a titanium baseball bat and increased the tendrils restraints on discord. "I-im s-sorry for wh-what I have done. Stay safe" Steven muttered before fell back limp.
Death felt weird to Steven. It feels like when you are really tired or take medicine when you slowly fall asleep but can't stop yourself from doing so. Everything loses feeling and you lose all control as your world slows and your eyes shut.
Steven Slowly regained his vision and his body. He felt the warm sand he sat on before the journey started. "Fuck" Steven said. He saw that he was in fact on the same spot he slept on, his machete and gun next to him as well. "It, it couldn't have been a dream. I-I… Fuck!" Steven roared. He felt something in his pocket. He reached in and pulled out the necklace midnight had given him. The necklace had 2 things on it, a thin wood sheet carved into midnight's cutie mark, and another piece of wood carved to resemble Steven. Tears, something Steven hasn't shed in years, are falling from his face. "It was real, but but… I'm so sorry midnight"
Steven put on the necklace. He felt something scratch his neck, a piece of paper that was folded and sticking out from midnights wooden cutie mark. Steven grabbed the paper and carefully pulled it out and opened it. The paper was a picture of midnight and Steven when they were at the bar. Steven looked to the bottom and read the small text
"You have changed this world Steven"
A/n well, end of this Fic. THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL SO HOLD ONTO THEE ASSES. Sequel will start soon with the name "a gang of horses". That is all. Good day, happy holidays, merry Jesus-mas and a happy new year.