DAiE Ch. 7 P. 3 - The Big Day Part 3

>You are Discord.

>And this is all, all too funny!

>First, you got rid of Celestia.

>And now, you've got her sister pinned!

>"Un-*Choke*-hand us, you murderer!"

"And why should I do that?"

>You chuckle at the very thought, turning to admire your talons as your pawed hand choked the life from the lunar princess.

>"S-so.. *Gasp* we may fight thee in- *Choke* honorable combat!"

"Honorable? Oh Luna, you really don't remember much about me, do you? Being 'honorable' is just another name for being a sucker."

>"I'm inclined to agree."

"Hmm?"

>You look over your shoulder, to see Anonymous and his little pink friend walking towards you.

>"So, Discord - new proposition. You let the Princess go, because if you don't, we're about to engage you in very DIShonorable combat."

>You stifle a giggle. Then you remember who you are and burst out laughing.

"Y-y-haha! You want to fight me? Oh, Doctor, we've already established that I'm faster, stronger and all around better looking than you."

>He starts removing his tie, and then his vest. "Be that as it may, Discord, I've got one thing that I know I can do better than you."

>That's not so funny.

"And what is that?"

>He points up to the sky, and you see two trails of smoke hurtling overhead.

>Wait... are they, coming down?

 

>Your question is answered by a massive impact, dust and rubble going everywhere.

>The dust cloud, as these things do, immediately blinds you.

>When you clear the dust and rocks from your eyes, you see the Doctor and Pinkie each climbing into...

>...what in Tartarus are...

>...are those robots?

>"It's science, dear Discord."

>Anonymous gives you a disgustingly smug grin as the cockpit closes on him.

>"ALSO, HE'S TOTALLY BETTER LOOKING THAN YOU!"

>Pinkie yells out, ducking behind the cockpit of her own mech, fittingly pony shaped.

>Fine.

>You let go of Princess Luna, snapping your fingers as a multicolored ribbon wraps her limbs together.

>"Wh-what?! This is not what we-"

"Be quiet, Luna."

>You pull your umbrella from the ether.

"Things are getting interesting."

 

>You are Doctor Anonymous.

>And right now, words are meaningless.

>Right now, you've got to fight.

>Fight to save your new home from a murderer, a liar.

>And to protect your new special somep0ny.

>If she ever forgives you, that is.

>Discord snaps his fingers, binding Luna with his chaos magic.

>You barely have time to internalize the danger that poses.

>Barely.

>But you're already in his face. The hum of your mech's engine and the hisses and whirrs of actuators and pumps around you put you into a sort of trance.

>He's surprised by your speed, your suit's massive metal fist connecting with his face, giving a satisfying 'thunk' as he's throttled back.

>His wiry, snake-like body rolls with the punch, however, and he slithers deftly back to his feet.

>This time, Pinkamina charges at him from his flank, tackling him with the brunt of her momentum before sliding into a low kick with her back hoof, swiping Discord off his feet.

>Unfortunately, he doesn't need his feet. He twists around, barely recovering from the blows before he opens his umbrella, producing a sudden gust of wind that blows you both away from him.

>You slide back, grabbing onto the ground to stabilize yourself. Pinkamina isn't so lucky, her suit goes tumbling away.

>Despite that, you can see the fear in Discord's eyes. The ball is in your court.

 

>There's a moment of piercing silence before your suit's jets activate, propelling you forward at your opponent with alarming speed.

>His fear turns to wide-eyed surprise, dropping the umbrella and pulling out... a bomb?!

>With a flick of his finger, he lights the fuse, grinning as he throws the thing. Directly at Pinkamina's still downed suit.

>Shit. Shit. Shit.

>You reverse your thrust as hard as you can, turning back towards the equine mecha at full speed.

>You can hear the suit's structure straining under the pressure, but you have to get there in time.

>You're so close!

>But the fuse runs out.

>You close your eyes, bracing yourself for an explosion.

>One that never comes.

>Instead, as you open your eyes again, you see Pinkamina peering out at the thing from her cockpit window.

>A small flag, with "Boom." written on it, pops out of the top of the 'bomb'.

>Seriously?

>You see Pinkamina stifling giggle. Which distracts you long enough for Discord to plow into your suit, sending you tumbling with him.

>Before you can register what's happening, he's on top of you, a mad, hateful, almost Chesire in width smile splitting his face.

>Laughing, he produces a small black hole and slaps it onto the metal surface of your armor, like it was a sticker.

>Then he... reaches in through it?!

>Your HUD flashes alerts, beeps and error messages as he rummages around in the workings.

>Fuck! You react out of desperation, swinging your metal fist towards him.

>It doesn't connect.

 

>Error 606 - Invalid Operation.

>Error 606 - Invalid Operation.

>Pinkamina comes to your rescue, an armored hoof slamming into his ribs, sending him tumbling off your suit.

>You nod your thanks to her, attempting to push yourself off the ground.

>All you manage to do is flail your arms around above you.

>You try to roll. Instead, you just sort of wriggle.

>Damn! He reversed the controls!

>No problem, you got this, you've played enough video games while waiting for a code to compile or a clone to gestate.

>You shakily get yourself off the ground. Your movements are clumsy, but at least you know what the fuck is going on.

>Get your bearings. Where's Pinkamina, where's Discord?

>Turning, you see the two fighting, trading blows with each other.

>You silently wish circumstances were better so you could appreciate just how awesome Pinkamina fighting in a robot suit is.

>Snap out of it! Get your head in the game.

>Right.

>Your jets roar back into action, rocketing your suit towards Discord.

>But as you pass where he should be, nothing happens.

>You look around, trying to find your opponent.

>He's gone!

>Error 606 - Invalid Operation.

>What?!

>You look down at Discord, who's curled himself around your suit somehow.

>"Well there's your problem." He says in an awful accent.

>Your controls lock up completely, and Discord laughs, crawling up to look into the cockpit as your suit flies away from the battle.

>You surprise him by punching straight through the view-port.

 

>"AGH!" He clutches his snout, glaring at you from behind his mismatched hands.

>"Listen, Doc', I'm sorta busy getting rid of that annoying pink pony back there. Could you hold this for me?"

>He pulls out another "bomb", and shoves it into the cockpit, you reflexively catch the thing as he laughs, flying off towards Pinkamina.

>You roll your eyes, dropping the bomb as you get out of your seat. Does he really think you'll fall for that twice?

>You don't even have time to get your head out of the new hole in the reinforced glass before-

 

>You are Pinkie Pie.

>And right now, words are meaningless.

>Even if they mattered, you wouldn't have any.

>You feel something terrible catch in your throat.

>As you watch Anon's suit explode in a horrible, screaming fireball.

 

>Good riddance, he was using yo-

>"Shut."

>"Up."

>You try to be a sweet pony.

>You really do.

>You just want everyp0ny to smile, and be happy.

>So when you're upset, you lock it up.

>You can't make people smile when you're upset.

>But every so often.

>Something happens that you can't lock up.

>And when your lock breaks?

>Ev

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>y

>thing

>comes

>spil

>ling

>out.

>You become somep0ny else, sort of.

>The sound caught in your throat turns from a horrified squeak, into an anguished sob, into a roar of pure rage.

>You burst out of the cockpit of your suit, tumbling into a roll as you hit the ground.

>Back on your hooves, Pinkie.

>You look up at him.

>The one who murdered the man you loved.

>Anonymous was never your-

>You shake the thought from your head.

>Even if it was true, it doesn't matter now.

>All that matters is revenge.

>Discord just smiles at you, waiting on you to make the first move.

>What he doesn't suspect is when you tap on his shoulder.

>He turns around, and you drive the knife into his exposed gut.

 

>He stumbles back, gasping as his hands wrap around the chef's knife, pierced through his scales and into his stomach.

>Damn, you were sloppy. That wouldn't kill him at all.

>Maybe this one would.

>You jump at him with another knife. You don't know where it comes from, and frankly you don't care.

>All you care about is ending this horrible hodge-podge of a-

>You feel a sharp pain in your abdomen.

>Looking down, you see the tip of Discord's umbrella poking into your own stomach, the momentum of your jump only plunging it further in as he sidesteps your attack.

>You fall to the ground, your body rolling painfully in the dirt, the umbrella slipping out of its place in your body as you tumble.

>You try to lift a hoof.

>It doesn't work.

>No, you think you'll just pass out instead.

 

>Warning - Critical damage has been sustained.

>All systems in danger of failing.

>Shutting down higher processes.

>All power diverted to emergency repair cycle.

No.

Override emergency repair cycle.

>Warning - All systems in danger of failing. Are you sure you want to override?

Yes.

 

>You are Discord.

>And right now, this is all too, TOO funny!

>Well, the crippling pain in your gut is less than funny.

>But it will be alright.

>Because you won!

>Elements of Harmony are gone.

>Moonbutt is tied up.

>Pinkie's dying.

>Anonymous is dead.

>Celestia is dead, dead dead!

>And you?

>You're alive!

>You start to laugh, but that hurts!

>So instead, you opt to start shuffling away.

>Every movement is excruciatingly painful.

>Especially breathing, which you happen to be doing a lot of.

>But it's okay. They're all dead!

>You win!

>"DISCOOOOOOORD!"

>Oh hell.

 

>You look over, and see Anonymous, limping out of the still burning chemical fire that was his robot toy thing.

>Or at least, what's left of him.

>You hold back the bile in your throat as you see the charred flesh.

>Metal, bone, sinew and muscle are all visible through the awful bones.

>And somehow, he still moves, even as his skin sloughs off in the unimaginable heat.

>Which would all be really cool, and sort of funny.

>If there wasn't an immobilizingly painful hole in your stomach.

>And he wasn't carrying a very familiar looking device, this time wrought from bits of his destroyed mech, instead of tableware.

>You raise a weak hand.

>Maybe you can still poof away?

>It doesn't come to you.

>This really isn't funny.

>This isn't funny at all.

>The beam of light that he fires overtakes you in an instant.

>It's not so bad, really.

>In fact, you're not even there long enough to feel the pain.

 

>Warning - Power levels dangerously low.

>If you knew what Discord had been thinking in his last moments, you two would have disagreed quite a bit.

>That was VERY funny.

>You are Doctor Anonymous.

>Warning - Power levels dangerously low.

>And right now, you think that was good enough.

>Warning - Respiratory systems failing.

>You stumble forward again, dropping the ad-hoc deathray.

>Warning - Circulatory systems failing.

>As you walk, you wish for a lot of things.

>Warning - Emergency Repair Cycle failing.

>You wish you could have saved Celestia.

>Warning - Emergency Repair Cycle failing.

>You wish you could have told Pinkamina you were sorry.

>Warning - All systems failing.

>You wish you could have told her you loved her.

>Warning - All systems failing.

>You wish a lot of things. You think you hear Rarity and Luna screaming about something in the distance.

>Warning - All systems failing.

>But Pinkamina.

>Warning - All systems failing.

>She was safe now. She was hurt, but they could help her.

>Warning - All systems failing.

>Yeah.

>Warning - All systems failing.

>That was good enough.

>Warning - All systems failing.

>Warning - All systems failing.

>Warning - All systems failing.

>Warning - All-

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