The Moon's Necromancer

My time in the portal was very brief; I went in from one end, saw the assassin waving, gained a hatred for all assassins, and then blacked out. Most ponies would question the lack of description of my time in the portal, I respond by asking them if they were ever stabbed in the kidney.

The pain tends to distract you a little bit.

I awoke to the smell of wet grass and the feel of a cold breeze. I felt horrible, so I just lay there, trying to organize my thoughts in something coherent, and it felt like a couple minutes before my memories came back to me: Life long goal almost succeeded, a paladin coming in and bringing a holy wrath, and… a phantom stabbing sensation near my kidney! I quickly checked my right kidney anticipating my hand to come in contact with a gaping wound, yet strangely I felt nothing of the sort. In fact, I felt a little bit smaller than I remembered. I ignored that thought, filing it away for later, and checked out my surroundings. Apparently the portal had dropped me off near a forest, which was not much of an issue in itself, but then my mind started to point out a few more problems with my body.

Namely:

1. My original height was 6'11 feet, I was now close to three feet in height.

2. My magic felt underdeveloped and weak, something that didn't sit well with me at all.

3. My robe now was too big for me, due to my arms and legs being shorter.

Looking around in desperation, I glimpsed a lake just a few yards to my right; I hiked up my robes and scurried as fast as my little legs could take me. When arrived at the bank of the lake, I looked down at my reflection. I didn't see the pale face of a man thirty years old looking back at me; I saw a child no older than seven with full cheeks, pale skin and white hair. The most intriguing bit, however, were the eyes. I could tell these were my own eyes, a hazel color that had a cold quality about them that made them seem dead to the world. I waved my arm in front of the reflection, it waved back. I stuck out my tongue out at it, it did the same.



"I seem to have been turned into a child," I observed. My voice was squeaky and high pitched, not the raspy whisper that I had before.



I looked up at the sky a screamed at the indignity of it all.

Then I fainted.

-Excerpt from the diary of Princesses Celestia-

A strange scream was reported by the Everfree outpost. Normally I would send out a squad to check it out, but I think I will send Luna check it out instead. She has been getting rather moody lately, and I think giving her a mission will allow her to blow off some steam. Also, she asked me if I had felt anything strange lately, I haven't felt anything odd, but then Luna was always the sensitive one. I'll increase the number of patrols.
Better safe than sorry.

Report on the subject of the scream by the Everfree military outpost commander Scar Wing

Your majesty,

At midday, we at the Everfree outpost did hear a scream that sounded nothing like what we have heard from the Everfree forest previously. Ma'am, we at the outpost know virtually every animal that resides in the forest, as it is part of our outpost requirements. Normally I would send out a squad to investigate, but our deployment rotation is up, and we are currently short hoofed at the moment. I request that a supplementary squad be sent out to find the source of the scream.

Respectfully,
Commander Scar Wing of the Everfree military outpost.

I remember waking up at night to the feeling of my face in the mud. It wasn't a pleasant experience to wake up to, but I dealt with it. After taking down my hood and dipping my head in the water to clean myself up, I sat down on the bank and stared at the water and the reflection of the stars above me. Realizing my situation, I tried to think about how this could happen to me. Maybe it was the continual disregard for the laws of nature and being a threat to all that good and just, or maybe this was the god's way of a joke. Either way, it all seemed unfair.

While I stared at the water in self pity, I started sniffling and my vision started to blur. It took me a couple seconds, but then I realized that I was crying! I had never cried at all in of my life! I had thought it to be a weakness, and I was anything but weak. Unfortunately, I was so busy crying like a little baby that I didn't even notice that I had a audience until I felt a sharp object touch the back of my neck.

I gave a short scream and dived to the side. Well, at least attempted to dive to the side; my now too-large robes got tangled up in my legs and caused me to face plant into the mud. After a couple seconds of embarrassed silence, I awaited my death mentally cursing my robe.

Until I heard a chuckle which sounded quite different from anything I heard before, that is. It actually sounded like laughter, but had a horse-like sound to it, if you will. I looked up to see my potential killer, only to find a light blue horse, if you could call it that. This ''horse'' had a horn that looked fairly sharp, and it also had god-damned wings! I took a few moments for the shock to set in then I voiced a single thought:



"What the in the name of the Abyss are you?"