Battle of the beasts, Open to watch and join

Every two years the Colosseum holds an event known as the battle of the beasts. All across Equestria the greatest beat hunters show off their skills by providing some of the most vicious creatures known to pony-kind. The competition is open to anypony brave or foolish enough to try and claim the title of 'Champion Beast Slayer'.


Antadurunnu sat on a bench focusing on the sword and whetstone floating in front of him. Making sure that his beloved runeblade was as sharp as it could be. His helmet lay on the bench to his side with the rest of his armor as he simply sat in his leathers and tunic.
The Undead unicorn waited in silence as the other contestants arrived and prepared around him, some were boasting that this would be a easy qualifier into the next round. Others had turned pale and shaky from the horror stories being told to them of contestants being decapitated or other gruesome deaths while some had outright fled before it had even started!

Only a matter of time before the gates to the arena would open.

Not really sure what was going on here, Joy take a seat with the others. She sort of saw the flyer and thought it was colorful and fun. She wondered what would happen here. Maybe a song? She loved songs, she loved them so much that she wanted to sing about her love for songs. Not important as long as noone got hurt, it'll be fun.

Also Joy had popcorn, with original pops inside. How she loved the pops.

Sleipnir moved his way through the crowd trying to get to a big enough spot to sit...Being rather large had its drawbacks. Finally, he found a spot big enough to sit next to joy where nopony had apparently say yet...He set himself down and glanced around and noticed joy...With popcorn no less.

"Excuse me" He started with his terribly deep voice "But I don't believe this event will suit you too well..."

To announce the start of the games a fanfare blared out across the Colosseum on platforms dotted around the spectators.
The heavy iron grid gates rose and the contestants were ushered out into the arena to stand in formation for the equestrian anthem, Ant not having a clue just mouthed the words.
A large, stout, green stallion stood in a viewing post that overhung into the arena, using his magic to project his voice much louder then it naturally was.

''Mares and Gentlecolts! I am pleased to present to you this years contestants for the title of Champion Beast slayer! This is the first of many rounds to determine the best pony! -'' He paused to bow down to those below him ''- As well as being crowned champion the winner shall receive a five thousand bit reward!''

Behind the fighters two large iron gates began to open up.

''And here is our first challenge! hailing from the firelands of Tartarus! Please welcome the first team of hunters!''

Entering the arena a team of gryphons pulling a large chained up cart behind them, once in the center they too moved into formation and bowed down with wings spread. The leader in front took to the air and hovered above the ground.
''We are pleased to present to you one of the most fearsome creatures of the firelands! Behold the hell hound!''
And with that all the gryphons shot into the air and began unlocking the cart. As the door creaked open fire rose from the gaps threatening to burn anyone foolish enough to get in the way.
Slamming open the beast was free to leave and did so with vigor, twice the size of Princess Celestia the canines body was a mass of flames apart from it's claws and skull-like head. The cart was quickly pulled back while the creature paused to work out where it was.

The fighters before it broke formation instantly and took a few steps back, Anta quickly looked around for anypony that wasn't bricking it to find a possible ally.

''Let the games begin!'' the presenter called fourth.

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Al stood among the other ponies as the opening ceremony proceeded. A fine bronze helmet sat upon his head while he held a spear under one of his wings. His mind was not all there though.

Why am I even here? I get enough of this going through the Chaos...so why am I here; as a pony even?

Al continued to question himself, looking down, not up to the announcer. A blast wave of heat broke him out of his thought. Before him stood a large Hell Hound. A quick shot of fear ran through him, but more because of the suddenness of it, not actual fear. Al quickly recovers and readies himself for the monster.

"You think you're scary?" Al spoke aloud. "I've seen terror itself and brought it down. You're nothing!"

Al waited for the Hound to make the first move. He also was completely oblivious to the fact he was all but alone at this point.

While being mostly occupied with nomming popcorn Joy listened well to Sleipnirs words, maybe it was a hint to what will happen. However only at first because she later drifted of to his feet counting them over and over...that was strange.

"Erm...where have you got the extra legs? I'd like some to, so i could always rest some. It would be great! That is, if one can get them at all...where you born with them? How can this happen? Were you bitten by a radioactive spider? Can you climb walls and spin a web? Are you Spiderpony? If not, can i be Spiderpony? being spiderpony sounds like lots of fun.

Again Joy was in her own little world were what she said made actually sense and she didn't talk to fast for everyone to understand. However, when the griffons came out they grabbed Joy's attention, she asked Sleipnir curiously.

"Will the pony friend Mr Doggy Burnypants? He's so cute, i hope he does tricks!"

Sleipnir laughed for a bit as Joy ranted on about this 'Spiderpony'

"No, I was born with them, Not sure how but...There it is." He smirked some as he watched.

"But, the event here...Is a fight. Only one will make it out."

"Oh how did I end up in this mess?" Foot Note thought to herself as the beast finally reared up and charged the contenders. "And this was turning out to be such a lovely morning too." She thought, diving out of the way of the rampaging beast.

Earlier that day Foot Note had been attracted to the hustle and bustle coming from the Colosseum. The usually quiet arena was now full of life as ponies from all parts of Equestria and others creatures from the neighboring countries were in attendence. Curious of how any pony could find such a barbaric display entertaining, the younge mare wandered inside.

Soon, however, she was lost within the crowd, and being pushed and shoved from every direction. Foot Note closed her eyes and hoped the crowd would leave quickly. "Ahem ATTENTION EVERY PONY! THE FIRST EVENT IS ABOUT TO START! WE REQUEST THAT EVERY ONE FINDS THEIR SEATS" A loud voice proclaimed. The scores of ponies dispirsed into the seating area leaving Foot Note confused and alone.

A black stallion galloped past the bewildered pony stopping only to say. "Hey come on your going to miss the show. This way." "Huh? But I thought my seat was... Hey! Wait up!" Foot Note barely had time to get to her hooves before the mysterious stallion disappeared around the corner. She gave chase and after a few minuets of searching she found her strange messenger standing in a line. He looked back a waved with a smile, motioning her to come closer. "Hey you made it!" He said with a smile. Foot Note gasped for breath. "Where *Pant* *Pant* where are we?" The stallion chuckled, "Oh it's your first time too? Well we're..." "NEXT!" a gruff guards pony. He looked over the duo. "Name?" "Uh... Ebony." The stallion replied quickly with a smirk. "Not very creative kid," The guard said as he flipped through a ledger, "but you're on the list. Head on in." The guard motioned down the passage. Ebony trotted forward until he could no longer be seen.

Foot Note attempted to follow only to be stopped by the guard, his piercing glare now fixated on her. "Name?" He asked. Foot Note looked around nervously. "It's... uh... Foot Note." She replied meekly. Frowning the guard flipped through the ledger again. "Nope, I don't see your name on here miss." he finally said. "Oh..." the young mare responded. The dissapointment in her voice was apparent. Scratching the back of his head and looking about nervously for a few seconds the guard eventually broke down. "Look miss, I think somepony on my list is a no show. I can squeeze you in, but only if you are absolutely positive about this." Foot Note looked at the guard puzzled for a moment as she pondered on the guards criptic statement. A short moment passed before she spoke,"It's something I've not tried before, and I feel the scientific benifits will outweigh the consequences." The guard rolled his eyes before sarcastically commenting "Your funeral kid. Alright head on through."

Foot Note walked down the corridor for some time before eventually emerging on to the field. She noticed Ebony sitting on a bench, shaking and wringing his hooves. The stallion noticed her and waved her over. As she walked the Announcer droned on in the background, whipping the crowd into a frenzy. Sitting down Foot Note noticed that Ebony was intensely shaking . Concerned she asked. "Are you alright?" He looked back and forced a smile. "Fine just nerves." he said. Foot Note looked back at the open arena and smiled "At least we have great seats." she said with a smile. The color seemed to drain from the pony's face. "S...s...seats? W...w...we're not in the crowd." He stammered, "W...we're the contestents." Ebony's words had barely registered with Foot Note as the Announcer yelled, ''We are pleased to present to you one of the most fearsome creatures of the firelands! Behold the hell hound!" The two turned to see a group of Gryphons flying away from an opening cart. Flames licked the edges of the door as it slowly opened.

Foot Note heard a thud beside her and looked to find Ebony passed out on the ground. She didn't focus on that long however, because the door slammed open and the beast jumped out. The few ponies that had surrounded the cart in preperation began to scatter as the Hound paced. She gulped as it's glowing eyes focused on a group of ponies near her. The beast reared up and charged the group sending Foot Note ducking for cover. "Oh how did I end up in this mess?"

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Running in rhe opposite direction to the charging hellhound Ant turned on the spot just in time to watch some poor pony get eaten. Not even so much a crunching sound as the firey maw burned the unlucky pony on impact. Spotting a few others being trampled underfoot he grinned and snuck forward. If the beast turned his way he'd run off again, his target wasn't the hound but the ponies underneath.
The beast would give chase to those flying overhead attempting to divebomb it with being cautgh in the thermal currents due to the fiery body.
Dashing over to the bodies Ant grinned and rose onto his back feet, his horn flaring up and magic surrounding the dead ponies. The bones rose and removed from the flesh to form a large spear, aiming for the hell hound he threw it. Striking thr creatures side he flattened his ears and ran! Now with a very angry hell hound after him with a bone spear in it's side.
" oh buck oh buck oh buck!!"

Al took to the air when the Hound charged, but realized he couldn't stay up with the heat it radiated. As he landed though, he noticed one pony who was well out of place. No armor, no weapon, nothing. Either this pony was incredibly brave or incredibly stupid. He assumed the latter and rushed over to them to get them out of harms way, but another pony, a unicorn? threw a bone spear at the Hound, making it turn it's attention away and to the one that hurt it. With the moment of reprise, Al speaks to the pony(Foot Note).

"I have no idea why you're here, but this isn't the place for you." Al turns to look at the Hound, calculating a plan of attack. He speaks up again. "Stay as far away as you can from that thing and once it's killed, I'll get you out of here." Al had an aura of seriousness around him.

I know this isn't the Chaos, but at this moment, it might as well be. This pony has no idea what's going on and it's my job to protect them and get them home safely. Whoever that unicorn is though, may have just given me an idea...

Joy grimaced at the word fight, it was one of the few words she didn't like. Couldn't it be a butter? Joy loved the word butter, also butters were less violent.

"What did the doggie do to these ponies? Why are they fighting...maybe i should rescue him?"

Then then fight begann and Joy jumped up in panic, dived into her popcorn bucket and disappeared in it, burried under popcorny goodness.

"I'll...just wait here untill it's over"

Sleipnir watched as Joy, somehow, retreated back into the popcorn bucket.

"Not sure how..But all right, that is probably wise." He shook his head and turned back to the fight, You meet all kinds here in Ponyville.

The heat that radiated from the beast was unbearable as it went past. Foot Note got to her hooves and watched as the beast ran after her fellow competitors. Some were having more luck than others. She closed her eyes as one unfortunate pony was unable to run away. There screams were mercifully short. As the horror unfolded before her eyes a blue pegasus landed beside her. "I have no idea why you're here, but this isn't the place for you." He looked back towards the Hell Hound, "Stay as far away as you can from that thing and once it's killed, I'll get you out of here."

The young mare looked back at the fight. It was quite obvious that the Hell Hound was making short work of the defenders. The monster was singling out the weaker ponies before attacking. If some pony attempted to or run and hide it meant they became a target for the Hound. Foot Note shook her head and took a few deep breaths to regain her composure. "Whether or not this is a place for me is irrelevant." She said, trying to keep her voice from shaking. "We'll need every able hoofed pony working together if we want a chance." Another competitor went flying past the two, quickly hitting a wall. The Hell Hound looked in their direction, and snarled. "I do hope you have a plan to survive this, because here he comes." Foot Note said as she prepared herself for what came next.

The beast let out a jet of flame at the two. Foot Note sprang to the side, but her timing was a little late as the flames singed back leg. The smell of burning fur was disgusting, even more so that she knew the fur was hers. Some how she managed to stay on all fours. She ran around the beast, trying desperately to put some distance between them. Unfortunately she Hound was following her, and what was worse it was gaining.

She managed to duck behind one of the barricades just as another blast of flames roared past her. She tried to steady her racing heart. Panicking was not going to help her here. "I need to close that mouth." She finally thought to herself. A moan beside her broke her concentration. She looked over to see an unconscious lightly armored pony. A smile broke out across her mouth. "And I think this might help."

Anta ran as fast as he could while the hell hound chased after him, eventually it redirected it's anger onto another target. As it turned the bone spear broke free from it's side, the tip having being burned off.
Running over to the spear he picked it up with his magic and watched what was happening for a moment. Ears perking up and gaze shot to a pair, a blue unicorn and blue Pegasus. Then a twitching caught his attention, a pitch black stallion laying a few meters from him. He sighed considering what he was about to do and picked the pony up onto his back. With his magic the bone spear and a few crushed ponies where lifted into the air while he ran towards the barricades. The ebony pony was also lifted and thrown through the air landing with a thud in the sand behind the protection. The bone spear was broken up and bunched together with the two corpses.
Throwing the bundle under the hound he only had seconds to dive behind the barricade himself before it exploded. Again it didn't really harm the hound greatly but at lest it distracted the creature.
At the sight of the of the shower of gore a number of the crowd cried out in disgust and horror.

The death knight shouts out in a cold, hollow voice with a thick accent underneath to Foot Note and Al cove if they were still around ''This had turned into one big clusterbuck! How's about we actually work together?''
Placing his hooves over his horned helm as another gout of flame comes over the top of them.

Al was going to say something to the mare, but when the hounds attention turned to them, he yelled, "Move!" Al dove to the side, narrowly missing the jet of flame, but glancing behind him he saw the mare get tagged. Rage welled up in Al. Even more so when he saw the bone spear drop from the hounds side.

Dammit! This is not going well. Why?! Why is this so difficult?! I've always adapted to a new world so easily, so why can't I fight here?! This is my home after all! That's when it his him. That's it. That's got to be the reason.

Al stopped in his tracks as he noticed the hound making it's way towards the other two prominent ponies. No guts, no glory! Al charged at the hound, determined, and then leaped into the air, took aim, and threw his spear at the back of the hounds neck. Him aim was true, but this hound is no wimp. It howled in pain from both the impact of the spear and the corpse explosion from underneath, but the damage seemed minimal as it turned to where the weapon came from, but no one was there. Al was soaring over the hound, very close to it's body. If the hound were to flare, the flames would lick his belly quite easily.

Al landed on the other side, where Anta was. just as another breath of fire jutted over head. He looked to the unicorn. "I don't know how you know Necromancy nor do I care what you are, but what you say is true. If we had water, this would be easy, but otherwise, I'm a little at a lose as what to do other than just keep doing hit and run tactics. Do you have any solid ideas?"