Dimitri Hammer

"What are you all looking at? Go and run off like cowards you are!" Dimitri shouted at the scattering crowd. He was annoyed at the strangers. No soul? They had no clue what he was fighting for. Besides, he gave the thug a chance. A vagabond like that does not deserve any mercy anyway.

 

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"No soul? Can you believe that? They have seen nothing if they think that....I can do so much worse.." Dimitri snarled, and sighed. "Anyway....what is that parchment?"

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Dimitri sighed and got up. "Told you not to attack me..." he grunted as he charged into the oncoming thug, knocking him to the ground, and then stomping hard on his skull with gritted teeth and a cold-fury in his eyes.

 

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"I am in no mood for useless fighting, but I gave these thugs a chance to back away. Now they obstruct my goal. So they are petty, and feeble lives." Dimitri backed up from the corpse, and looked at the two ponies Acheron was fighting. "Going to kill them now? They not deserve any mercy or remorse. Kill them so we can move on..."

Well, here is another thing from me. Notice what I did differently this time? Normally Dimitri has all black outlines, but not this time! This time he has no black outlines on his body

 

Also, I think it looks adorable

 

"Taking matters into his hooves again....well magic really. I give you ten to one odds on whether he takes their knowledge or not....smug is he not?" The voice whispered I'm Dimitri's mind. "Oh, Acheron, our hero..." Dimitri mocked as he rolled his eyes. Dimitri sat himself down. He just glared at the rogues, and shrugged. "Hey, not mess with us. The unicorn is the one with the most bits on him. Go ahead, try your best...please." Dimitri rubbed his shoulder, and checked the bandages on his chest. He was becoming cold and distant again. Not strangely, just as Etonat predicted. Seemed like Delia was the only one in the group who was nice enough to bother to comfort him. The others....just seemingly ignorant.

Dimitri rolled his eyes at the guard, but nodded his head at him. "До свидания..." he said as he watched them depart. "Past crimes? I hope they are not talking about the time I got really drunk and crashed the Gala because they did not invite me.....stupid rich ponies...inviting my wife, but not me?! Such an insult! Good thing my friends left by the time I got there. I was in such drunken stupor..." Dimitri sighed and chuckled.

 

"I dislike those guards so much...they think they are so powerful, and they are so full of themselves. Not inviting me?! What if somepony tried to 'make a move' on my wife? I remember coming home all drunk and dirty, and she was so worried, and I just cried and apologized to her all night. We just cuddled all night. Oh, she is such a caring being....I miss her so much..."

"The royal fucking guard!? Are you joking? Are we joking here?" Dimitri started to feign laughs. He was annoyed, and pissed off. Delia was taken, Acheron was cold as usual, that other mare.....he did not even know her name barely. Draco was a lost cause it seemed. The sooner he got his wife, the sooner he could shut out society again. She was the only reason why he was so active in the community. "Celestia better not give us any more aid, that stuck up princess...." He whispered to himself as he rubbed his forehead.

 

"If she feels we are inadequate, then why did she even....I...just not even....fucking royalty...can we just get there?"

Apparently a cat is your mayor in Talkeenta O_O

 

 

 

But I digress. Good as always, though I kinda wish Flooters was completely focusing on the milkshake instead of Dimitri

 

The cat is so laid back....great at politics...

 

Milkshake is so boring. Dimitri makes more of a conversation than a liquid beverage.....also they're married and in love....

"No need to get angry Acheron. I mean, I have more of a reason to be angry, and you know what? I am fucking angry....getting real sick of this..." Dimitri said as he trotted alongside Acheron. He had a peculiar grin on his face, and seemed to have a whole different personality. Just several minutes ago he was a sobbing broken mess, but now he was collected, and seemed to be angry yet also smug. "When we get to this.....city....do you even know what we are supposed to do at that bar? This journey is becoming a real pain. I just want her back...." He gritted his teeth and the air around him got a little warmer, but it subsided.

Dimitri felt himself be let go after Lust departed. "I swear....when I get that bitch, I will knock her from her pedestal and make her last remaining minutes on this planet the worst she will ever fucking experience..." Dimitri huffed and shook his head. He felt the temperature within his body increase. "Where...what is this New Colt City? I never heard of such place..." he questioned as he closed his eyes. "The fire feels good, huh? Use it more to save her. Acheron is incredibly powerful, and he was scared of your power. His mocking was just hidden fear. He knows you could possibly destroy him, and anything that opposes you. Use it for her. It goes against your ideals, but for her....you would do anything..."

 

Dimitri looked to the ground and smirked. He looked back up and glanced towards Acheron and Zefira. "Are we going to do this....? What are we waiting for...?"

"You...again...really?" Dimitri sighed as he witnessed Lust. He felt that Lust was a rather weak general, extremely annoying, but also more of a small obstacle compared to the other generals they had already faced. "Listen...you can mess with us, but can you do it later? I am sure none of us are in the mood to kick the shit out of you....excuse my foul language my friends....but honestly, go away..." Dimitri shook his head and placed a hoof on his forehead. He had a slight headache from the things happening. The pain of earlier still lingered as well, and he was getting a little mentally unstable, and maybe even unhinged.

More Dimitri and Fluttershy. Have a problem? I live in Talkeetna, Alaska. Come find me, I dare you.

 

 

 

Just decided to have my own version of this. Without that southerner.......Dimitri and Fluttershy! Not much else to say! Use your imagination! Love, love, lovely, love, love :wub:

 

 

 

 

 

And here's a little snippet from something Эмма has been forcing me to do

 

 

Dimitri slowly walked over to where Delia went. He missed what had happened, but noticed they were all talking about Diamond leaving. He looked at the ground. "Is a shame..." he whispered as he then sighed and looked up. He was tired of this moping, and waiting. Sure, the pain of his wife's disappearance was killing him slowly, but he was damn determined to get her back no matter what. "I agree, let us move now. We can not waste anymore time..." He was going to get her back. The pain was still thre, but he tried to push it back.

Dimitri took a breath. He appreciated all of the support from his friends. Delia and Acheron. The others were uncaring it seemed, but at least he had two friends he could rely on. Dimitri wiped his eyes and let go of Delia. "I thank you for comforting me Delia..." he managed to say as his voice was hoarse and stuttered from all the crying and emotions. He breathed several times. Making sure he regained his composure. He would not have cried over anything. Anything else, but his wife. He only would cry over her. She was the only thing that mattered to him.

Dimitri was nearly inconsolable. "I just not want her taken from me again..." He said as he tried to wipe the tears from his face. He was unclear about Etonat's intentions. Whether it was good or not. Etonat never bothered him again up until now. Dimitri knew the chaos he released when he set free the demon king. Thousands, and perhaps even millions of souls would be sent to Hell through making deals. Damning them all to eternal suffering. He did not regret what he did. Even though it would cause so much death in the long run, it saved his wife.

 

Etonat was a curious being. Asking nothing from Dimitri two times. The things he gave were hard to give too, even for a demon. Yet, he asked for nothing in return. Was Etonat making Dimitri his slave, or did he have other motives? Dimitri dared not to question it. He only knew that he did not want anyone speaking ill of the being who helped him. Whether out of respect, or fear for his wife....Dimitri did not know, but it was certain he did not want anything bad to happen to her again.

Dimitri nodded at Acheron. "Helped me save her.....asked for nothing...." he was feeling sick again. His stomach was twisting and felt like it was in a tight knot. He felt like he failed her. He accepted the demon's curse of power to save her, but he was too late when he found her. She was ill, and passed away several days after he brought her home. The feeling of that made Dimitri nearly die himself. Nearly committed suicide many months ago.

Dimitri shook his head, and looked at Acheron as Delia rocked back and forth all while still sobbing. "You not understand...she died...she died.." Dimitri was trying to work the words out, but each time he even said the words it hurt him. He looked at Acheron again, and took a quivering breath. "I could not save her....she passed away months ago." Dimitri, through his tears tried to speak again. "I was not fast enough......he helped me.." It was all he could muster. His throat was burning, and his chest throbbed in pain.

 

Dimitri knew that Acheron thought it was an illusion he was speaking about, but Dimitri kept trying to tell what happened. The pain of that time was just too much for him. He felt weak. Physically and mentally weak. He tried his best to explain to his friends what happened, but he could not speak since he was too overtaken with past depression.

Dimitri tried to breath. Each breath was short, and stuttered. By the time it seemed that he was somewhat calm, he tried to speak and as he spoke the calmness left him again. "She died..." it was all he could say before he closed his eyes and bit his lip trying not to make any noises as he cried. Delia's kindness did help, but the horrid memories were still too much for the stallion. Dimitri spoke to himself, out loud, but quietly in his native language. "Они взяли ее у меня..." he repeated the phrase several times before he stopped to hug Delia tighter. He needed some kind of comfort, and the hug was the only thing he could grab hold of.

Dimitri tried to resist the hug, but ended up giving in and let Delia hug him. He did not care what others thought of him. Dimitri was normally tough, reliant and clear headed. He was reaching a breaking point though, and could not hold the sadness back. He sobbed as he tried to talk. "You not understand....Etonat...I can not..." he tried to let it out, but was having trouble even saying the words. He hugged Delia tighter, and kept sobbing.

"I can not speak bad to him. You should not either. I not want to remember please...." Dimitri began to cry. The comment by Delia, going through mental Hell, and then having to remember one of the worst events in his life just made him break down. He was sick. Physically becoming sick. "I just have to get to her please, we need to just fine her already. None of you fucking understand me. Why are you all so ignorant and cruel? Why can you not even begin to try and understand my pain? I just need to get to her." Dimitri sobbed as he tried to forget the past that was being brought up.

 

Etonat was a necessary evil. Dimitri knew the consequences of working with a demon, and knew what would happen when he released thousands of them by releasing Etonat. The deal he made he does not regret, but the fear of the...other one...he made haunts him.

Dimitri looked up at Acheron with a concerned look. Is all okay.... he said, but the expression on his face seemed to suggest otherwise. Almost as if he was holding something back from saying it out loud. "That's a good Moose." Etonat said as he smirked at Dimitri. "Well, sorry I can not stay for the group reunion, but I really need to get back to my domain. I need to deal with some minor malarkey. Do not fret though, I will be back sure enough. You can count on that Moose. Same goes for you Archie, Delia, and sleepy there..." Etonat said as he faded into a grey mist and sunk into the earth.

 

As Etonat left Dimitri gave a sigh of relief and put his hooves over his eyes. "You not understand...do not mess with that demon please. Just do not mess with him. No back talk, no sarcasm, and no violence. Leave him alone please...please..." Dimitri said with angst in his voice. It was obvious he was troubled with something large.

"I am fine Delia...." Dimitri sighed as Etonat tightened his arm around Dimitri. Etonat looked at Delia. "Oh Delia, I thought you ran off with that little purple debutante. Guess you care to an extent to see how Moose is doing. Well, he is chipper, my lass. No worries. Not that you really care..." Etonat looked back at Dimitri. "Ignore her Moose. She feigns care about you. I mean, she ran off to see that alicorn instead of staying with you. Says a lot about her character. Even Archie stayed with you...and he is not a great example of a stallion." Etonat fiendishly smiled as he smoked his cigar.

 

Dimitri just sighed as he nodded with what the demon had to say. "I am fine..." He whispered as Etonat kept smirking and smoking. "Well, the party is almost all here. Delia the assuming, and not so caring mare. Archie the greedy and arrogant knowledge seeker, and Zefira the partially sleepy little Assasin whatever. We just need the pompous Diamond, and the lustful Draco. Such a excellent team. I bet you all function beautifully together." Etonat shook his head as he started to finish the cigar.

 

"I might seem like an arrogant prick....and I am....but I want to help you blokes. See how disfunctional you all are? How will Moose ever see his wife again with allies like you? I just want to try and get the team back together. Go team!" Etonat sarcastically cheered the last part and put his cigar out. "Well, I actually could care less about any of you and your personal relations with each other, but I would like to stop these Seneschals..."

"Oh Archie, you should not hold yourself in such high regards. The bloke here does not mind my being here. Do ya Moose?" Etonat squeezed Dimitri's face and laughed. Dimitri gritted his teeth and sighed. "No....I not mind..." he said in a resisting tone. Etonat looked back at Acheron and smirked. "You should mind your own business, mate. I think I will stick around for a little longer. Bring Moose up to speed with things..." Etonat patted Dimitri on the back and whispered into his ear. Dimitri's eyes closed and he took a breath. "Do not get involved Acheron. Everything is fine." Dimitri said sullenly.

"Great little speech there Archie..." Etonat feigned applause, and laughed. Dimitri stared at the demon and back to Acheron. "I am doing this for her. No other reason. This whole country can fucking implode on itself for all I care. I am just getting her back..." Dimitri pushed Etonat away from him and sat down. He was just through some of the worst mental Hell he had ever endured, and was in no mood for any arguing. Deep down he felt sorry for how he was acting towards his friends, especially since Acheron was nice enough to put up with him, but he was really stressed from the terrors he just went through.

 

"No need to get physical Red." Etonat said as he recovered from the push. "Well, this all seems to be working as of now. Archie calmed you down, and...well....your whole team is a fucking joke....sorry mate." Etonat re-lit his cigar and continued smoking. "Just leave me alone dammit....why do you always visit me when I am going through hard times...?" Dimitri closed his eyes and spoke in a aggravated tone. "Come on Moose. Why the hostility? Is that anyway to speak to your mate?" The demon put his arm around Dimitri's neck and blew the smoke from the cigar into his face.

Etonat began to laugh. "You are all such a dysfunctional fucking team! I can barely keep it together....blimey.....this is bloody terrific. Big Red being angry as usual, Acheron being arrogant, and who the fuck knows what the other idiots are doing! Okay, Red, listen...okay wait..." Etonat tried to stop snickering, ad he took a breath. "Alright.....ignore Acheron. You know how much of a arrogant fool he can be. Impatient idiot.....but just relax yourself Red. No need to have a heart attack. I understand that you miss her, but you have to keep it together. Honestly, be angry all you want, but try to get along with these idiots.

 

Etonat looked at Acheron. Through telepathy he spoke to him. "I honestly do not fucking care about any of you or your personal standings with each other, but try and reason with the Big idiot. Say something about that wife of his. Maybe that would calm him down..."

Etonat helped Dimitri to his feet. Dimitri was still in a daze, and could barely see or hear still. "Acheron? Is that you? Who is this...?" Dimitri questioned as he felt the cold skin help him up. "Lad, if this was Acheron, I would probably be doing some weird tentacle stuff to you right about now..." Etonat laughed as he helped the stallion up. Dimitri shook his head and blinked his eyes a few times. He saw Etonat, and backed up.

 

His face had a shocked expression. "Acheron....you let Him help me....? What are you doing here? I told you I never wanted to see you again..." Dimitri shot a look of anger at Acheron, and then at Etonat. "No, I am not okay Acheron. My wife is suffering, I feel sick, and you let this...thing...help.." Etonat kept smoking his cigar and looked at Acheron. "See? The bloke loves me..." He said with a laugh as he looked back at Dimitri. "Listen Red, I know we have had some differences in the past....but all in all we are essentially brothers. You helped me, and I helped you."

 

Dimitri looked at Acheron. "Whatever you need to do, go do it. I can see that I placed my trust in the wrong 'friends' again. You think you can trust ponies, but they just fucking blindside you...not give a fuck about other's feelings or what they go through. Go Acheron. Take your mare, and leave me the fuck alone. You too you impure filth...." Dimitri gave a stern look to the unicorn, and then to Etonat who was still smoking. "Listen mate. No need for name calling and vulgarity. I want to help you find your wife. Maybe the others have different intentions, but I helped you find her once before. You can trust me more than Acheron...."