The Medieval Ages

I forgot about the nightmares again. They never seemed to lose the smallest bit of pain and fear they came with. When I finally shot out of my sleep, I remembered where I was.

I was going to drop in the tavern this afternoon, and the sun was starting to set. Before I went in, I decided to use my magic. I created a cardboard sign saying "will quest for bits" and a Lincoln style top hat to have papers put in. I lowered my cloud to ground level, and placed the hat and sign on top of it, making sure that it stayed down with a little more magic.

'I really need a training outlet for using this...' I thought as I headed inside.

When I stepped inside, I instantly felt the atmosphere focus on me for a second, as if everyone took a second to acknowledge my presence, and then return to normal.

"Here! Have the signature drink! On the house for you today! More ponies are coming in than ever!" Punch said as I took a seat at the end of the bar furthest from the door.

The drink he gave me was pretty tasty, and left a warm feeling as it traveled down. It really helped me clear my head, and just enjoy being alive. I don't know when, but time escaped me, and the only indication of how long it was was the level of my drink.

I took the last of my drink, and was headed to the door, when two stallions in matching brown capes came in. Nopony could see their cutie mark. The first thing they did after getting their drinks was come over to me.

"Hey stranger, why do you hide your cutie mark?" said the first.

"Yeah, are you embarrassed? Or ashamed?" added the second.

"Neither. I simply despise it." I replied, which led them to be very curious.

"But it shows what your destiny is! What you are good at, or something only you can do," the first one said.

I just had to laugh, and maybe it conveyed that I was drunk. "Yeah I can't think of anyone else who does what I do!" I said, laughing all the harder. Then the worst thing that could happen at that moment happened. The second earth pony got a peek at my cutie mark. His eyes went wide, and he whispered something to his buddy.

"What does this mean? Why is that your mark? How is that your destiny?!" The first one said frantically.

"It isn't what you think it is, so you can relax. Recently, well actually, a few centuries from now, I was killed. For the second time. Now if you would please excuse me, I need to check on something.

I left the bar knowing that they wouldn't believe me, and that more ponies would come and bother me. I got to my cloud and checked the hat. Nothing.

Then, I heard Punch shout "WHAAT?!?!"  from inside the tavern.

'Great. Now he's going to pull a classic bartender and place a notice looking for me. Oh joy,' I thought bitterly.

I decided that I would leave after giving the instructions on how to operate the net that helped clean the bar to Punch. I quickly summoned some paper and a pencil and sketched out the details, taking a few moments to picture it in my head. When I finished, I decided to change some of my appearances. My cloak became striped with red, and the hood became longer so as to hide my face, but thin enough to see through.

I walked in, and people started whispering. Guess they recognized the red fur and wings. 'This ought to be fun,' I thought sarcastically, as I walked up to Punch at the bar and handed him the folded up paper. I made sure to include a thank you for the food, and walked back out. As soon as the door closed behind me, I stopped and eavesdropped on what ponies were saying.

"That was him!" "What did he give you?!" "A murder note?" "A hostage letter?"

"No. It would seem to be the sketch for something he put in here... Oh I get it! So that's how he did it..." I heard Punch say as he walked towards the door.

I hopped back onto my cloud and scrapped the hat and cardboard. I was about to leave when Punch stopped me to ask a question.

"Are you really a killer?" he asked.

"*Sigh*. It doesn't matter what I tell you now, does it?" I retorted, getting a little tired of this shit. He stopped, as if to ponder it for a moment, but I didn't give him time to reply. I had taken my cloud with me to the high skies, where nopony could bother me for a while.

Soon I would find the full extent of today's incident, and it wasn't very glorious.