>Doomguy in equestria.
>Stereotypical anon in equestria until Tirek shows up
>"He's from tartarus you say, whats that?"
"I believe the closest equivilant in your world was... 'hell', i think you called it."
"Anon, where are you going?"
"Where did you get that armor?"
"Where's that strange music coming from?"
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I think my favorite part of this is 'stereotypical anon in equestria until Tirek shows up.' Imagine reading some greentext that's normal for around 5k words then suddenly it's Doomanon.
>He just wants peace
 
 
>Tirek has the princesses in his magical grip, having just discovered their ruse.
>Ripping open a portal to tartarus, he pauses before banishing them as a faint sound reaches his ears.
>Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. Stomp.
>Recognising the sound of a heavy set two-legged gait, Tirek decides to mock his alicorn captives before dealing with them.
"A single minotaur guard? THIS is your final play? It's practically an insult."
>Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. Stomp.
>A shadow falls over the entrance to the throne room, the creature casting it still out of sight.
"Hah! And it's only a runt too scared to show his face! Pathetic!"
>Chh Chh
>The centaur cocks his head in confusion as Luna's eyes widen, the latter recognising the distinct sound.
"SISTER, CADENCE, SHUT YOUR EYES AND COVER YOUR EARS.!"
>Tirek whirls around at the sudden outburst.
"What?!"
>StompStompStompStompStompStompStomp
>Whirling around a second time, Tirek only has a moment to take in the sight of what appears to be a green boulder barreling towards him before his head explodes in a shower of gore, the sound of a 12-gauge shotgun producing some chunky salsa echoing through the throne room as the three alicorns drop unceremoniously to the floor.
>Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. Stomp.
>....
>Celestia cracks an eye open, curiousity winning out against her better judgement.
>She immediately regrets the decision.
>A series of cracks run from the entrance up to a few metres away from Tirek, the centaur himself sprawled on the ground in an unnatural position while a figure (Anon, a small part of her mind provides) wearing green full body armor seems to be observing a nearby window.
>Oh, and Tirek's head is missing several pieces, that's a thing.
>Those bloodstains will take forever to wash out.
>As she spots his left horn laying on the ground a short distance away, her body decides that is an appropriate point to begin evacuating her breakfast.
>Crash.
>Looking up from the remains of what used to be several pancakes, Celestia observes Anon with both fists through a stained glass window, his strange weapon laying on the ground next to him.
"Grk!"
>Crack
"ARGH"
>Walking backwards, Anon drags the draconequus into the throne room proper, one hand clutching one of his horns, the other firmly wrapped around his neck.
>Bringing the sharp horn up to one of Discords eyes, Anon finally speaks in an unnaturally monotone voice, slightly altered by the helmet he was wearing but still recognisable.
>"Be glad this world has mellowed me out in the time i've been here."
>Trying to put the bloodied mess of her biggest nightmare out of her mind, Celestia calls out to Anon as she walks over to him.
"How did you do that?"
>"Gut feeling, i guess hell runes work just as well on chaos magic."
>Looking down at the draconequus slowly turning blue before her, she makes a decision.
"Let him breathe."
>Still restrained but with airways clear, Discord gasps and chokes for air.
"Tha-hank yo-"
>The sound of a metal clad hoof stomping the floor dangerously close to his head stops him in his tracks.
"Discord."
>Eye's turned to the Princess of the Sun, he barely suppresses a shudder at the glare he was recieving.
"I do not know your reasons for betraying us, and quite frankly i do not care."
"B-but i-"
"We trusted you, EVERYPONY trusted you, and you spat on that trust the first chance you had."
"Actions have consequences Discord, i believe it's time you learned that."
"Anon, these runes you spoke of, can they be copied?"
>Silently observing their one-sided exchange up to now, the human thinks for a moment before nodding.
>"I dont see why not, make sure they're powered by enough energy and they should work just fine."
"Good, please continue restraining him in the meanwhile, it should not take long for a Collar and Manacles to be forged."
>Turning back towards her Sister and Niece, the latter currently re-living her breakfast while the former rubs her back soothingly, Celestia is stopped short by the sound of Anon's voice, it's previous monotone now replaced with a more familar warmth.
>"Hey. I'm sorry you had to see that, i know that's not how things are normally done around here."
>The fact he said 'I'm sorry you had to see that.' and not, 'I'm sorry i had to do that.' drifts through her mind before she replies.
"It's okay, you did what you thought was best."
>The fact that she doesnt agree with his methods is left unsaid as she continues walking towards her fellow alicorns, pointedly not looking at the rapidly cooling remains of Equestria's biggest threat.
>She cant help but think they may have simply traded him for a bigger one.
"Sister, do not trouble your mind with malignant fantasy."
>Pulled from her thoughts by the sound of her siblings voice, Celestia realises she's on the recieving end of flat stare.
"I did not know you could read thoughts in the wakened world Luna."
>Rolling her eyes while continuing to comfort cadence, the moon princess lets out a small huff.
"Only yours dear sister, I know full well what troubles you as it's the same thing I thought of when i first walked through one of Anon's dreams."
>Eyes dropping down to a random spot on the floor, her voice gaining a somber edge, she continues.
"He has experienced horrors that defy imagination dear sister, the very fact he is able to talk with us, laugh with us, LIVE with us and be our FRIEND, is a testament to his strength of will, character, and kindness,"
>Her gaze coming back up from the floor, the sun princess gapes slightly as Luna's eyes glisten with unshed tears.
"He just wants to rest, Sister, why must fate be so cruel as to deny him even that?"
>Wrapping her wings around Sister and Niece both, Celestia hugs them tightly, unable to shield them from the world, but trying to convey what little comfort she was able.