FYIView OnlineThe Moon's NecromancerFYIOkay this story was up before but then I realized I was an idiot for taking it down.......hate me Five points you should know before reading this story. The first five chaps were edited by Kavonn..And thats ALL. Everything beyond chapter five in solely self edited by ME!!!!....Unless I ask for help. 2.The first five chaps are the same! (But read them anyway) There will be SLOW updates, I not going to pressure myself to put out shifty work for some stupid reason. (It insults you as a reader and me as a writer.) I will still follow the orginal plot-line. (No Major changes to it at least.) If anyone is curious about what the hell happened in the first place.......I lost my grip on reality for just bit and had to take some time to regain my sanity. To anyone reading this for the first time welcome and enjoy and expect the sixth chapter to come soon....ish To anyone that has seen this before.....leave your rants in the comments below.
The Downfall of a Necromancer. View OnlineThe Moon's NecromancerThe Downfall of a Necromancer. The Downfall of a Necromancer. To my dear reader Now that you have found this book, let me warn you: This is a story from a perspective you have never considered before, a perspective that lacks those basic morals that you ponies seem to have. I have lived for many years and seen both the worst and best life had to offer. I became the worst that life has to offer, if you were to listen to the legions of Paladins and Crusaders that find my profession an affront to their beliefs. As for myself, I was apathetic to these accusations and simple ideas, after all, I only moved into a worn down crypt. Okay, maybe "moved in" was is not the whole truth! I "moved in" and then proceeded to reanimate the dead of the crypt and sent them to get supplies from a local village. Unfortunately, there were some deaths among the local populace, as their militia was stupid enough to attack a group that outnumbered them. Seriously, only fifteen men against fifty zombies and skeletons armed with weapons? And then not one of those men used actual weapons, just farm tools. It is no wonder they were killed. After every other living soul left in terror of being added to my employment, (Never waste any resources available, especially fresh bodies!) I contently stayed in my crypt simply researching a way to make myself a lich. You don't know what a lich is? Good, I would have to kill you (professional courtesy of course) if you knew what a lich was when I was lacking in my knowledge of your world's version of Necromancy, but since most of you good natured equines seem to be ignorant of the word, allow me to explain Necromancy. Necromancy is by basic definition the art of summoning the souls of the dead to appear on the plane of the living. Nothing inherently evil about it, but it is still a little in the grey area of morality, (the dead really like their eternal rest.) My particular form of necromancy is unfortunately a sin against nature, as I summon the souls of the dead and then I proceed to enslave them through sheer force. I chain them to my will and then make them take over their own corpses in order to serve my will. This is a very big no-no in the eyes of mother nature who just wants dead things to stay dead, but where the fun in that? As you read more throughout my story I will give you more information on necromancy and what I did with it. Heck, you just might find references to the old mare's tales that were told as scary stories to young fillies and colts at campfires. Also, I will include the diary entries that my dear mother and aunt have written about the events that will transpire in the story. Please note, however, that I will be removing some personal aspects from the entries to allow them some privacy, as I really have no interest in my aunt sending me to the moon, or having mother go through the unholy rage she went through when I read her diary. (Let us just say that the period as Nightmare moon she went through looked like a childish tantrum compared to what see did to me.) Now, my readers, thus begins the Memoir of the Necromancer! (To be fair, the title wasn't my idea, Mother just thought it was cute and encouraged it...Nine hells technically this entire book is her entire idea! (Apparently I’m considered the monster of the royal family and though that is something I approve and encourage, Mother wouldn’t stand for it...Hence this waste of paper....Gods the things we do for the ones we love!) Chapter 1. My ultimate dream was to be immortal, to be unaffected by time, to pass throughout the ages becoming a god amongst men, and now I when I finally had the opportunity to make that dream possible, a thrice damned group of ''Heroes'' decided that killing me would increase their reputation with the many groups of adventures that seem to hang out at taverns located throughout the kingdom. So here I am in the middle of performing a rather complex spell, which involved a few sacrifices, and a hefty amount of magic that was about to give the laws of reality a good kick in the balls, when I suddenly found myself completely at the mercy of the of the mismatched group of adventurers that suddenly busted down the rotting door of the crypt and launched themselves at my minions, who lurched into action. I would love to say that I made them work for their victory, but unfortunately the group had among them a Paladin, who cut right through the zombies and skeletons like wet paper with his holy blade. I couldn't tell who was with him at the time, since I focused on the spell seeing as how it was nearly complete. I was almost certain that I would be able to finish the transformation, but to my dismay, a hooded woman came out of the shadows and stabbed me in the kidney! It hurt… a lot. Unfortunately, that also caused me release the magic that I was shaping in a rather uncontrolled burst. Let me explain something to you: magic is a reality shaping force; if you have enough know-how and power you can do anything at all. But uncontrolled magic tells the rules of reality to fuck off for a bit, and then reality takes offense to this and they both get in a fight. Now some of the time it's just a harmless pillow fight, but other times it's fight to the death. Now, while I was on the stone floor bleeding out from a fatal wound, Reality and Magic seemed to say ''fuck it'' and created a black portal right under me. The last I saw of my world was that hooded bitch cheerily waving goodbye to be. Thus began my unyielding hatred of assassins, and of my arrival in Equestria. -Excerpt from the diary of Princess Luna- Dear Journal, I feel something strange in the air tonight. It’s something I can't describe yet….maybe I'll ask Celes if she feels it too.
Regained childhoodView OnlineThe Moon's NecromancerRegained childhoodMy 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?"
First ImpressionsView OnlineThe Moon's NecromancerFirst Impressions-Excerpt from the diary of Princess Luna- I got a mission from Celestia! I know that she is just giving me something to do during the night, but I can't help but feel a little bit excited. She wants me to go to the Everfree forest to check out a strange sound reported by a nearby outpost. Maybe I'll find a new race, or explore a lost tomb! Also I might be able to find the source of that strange magic that I’ve been feeling since yesterday. Well I'm off, wish me luck! By the moon! I really need to stop treating this dairy like a person. "What in the name of the Abyss are you?" I asked the creature in front of me. A normal child would most likely run away, or simply piss itself in fear, or both. I on the other hand, not being a normal child, went over the possible ways I could kill it if it proved to be a threat. Let's see… 1.Summon minions to attack. Nope, I would need more magic to do that. 2. Drain its life force. Nada, I would still need more magic. 3. Kill it with harsh words. Possibly. 4. Find something sharp to stick into its eye…. Wait….whoa…whoa, Calm down, killer! You’re not a warrior; use that brain that has served you well enough before. I studied the creature. It was five feet tall, with a pelt that had bluish coloration to it, and it seamed to have diamonds tied into its mane and tail since it was sparkling in the moonlight, strangely enough it fitted the creature rather well. Probably some rich noblewoman's pet that was supposed to look better than all her friend's freak winged and horned horses. Gods, the things that women do to make stuff look pretty! Aside from those observations, I took my time to look at its extra appendages. Its horn looked well kept, and had no marks that could show past evidence that it was used for battle. Its wings looked too small to allow it to fly, though it did also look well groomed. It also had a black kerchief around its neck that had a symbol of the moon on it. I suddenly realized that I was wasting my time looking at this freak of nature, so I turned around and walked away, deciding that whoever was sent looking for this creature might possibly see me and accuse me of stealing some noble's pet. As I walked away, I heard something that sounded like a whinny right behind me. I ignored it. Then I heard something behind me trot its way over to my side. I looked over and there was that freak, just looking at me and keeping pace with me. It whinnied again, and gave a series of grunts and high pitch whines, which was rather annoying. My policy for dealing with annoyances usually involves me stealing souls, summoning minions or just walking away. Luckily for the creature, I was restricted to the third option, and after a few more attempts to communicate with me, the creature just gave up and followed me. I spent about an hour trying to find a place to rest, making a plan for dealing with my transformation, and finding a way back home. I found a cave that seemed unoccupied, considering that the freak followed me into the cave to explore it. (Animals tend to have a sixth sense for dangerous places and make it a point to stay away from any predator's lairs.) After an hour of just being followed by the thing like a lost puppy, I was starting to lose my patience. "Hey!" I snarled at the creature. It jumped, and looked away from the stalagmites on the ceiling and looked towards me. Gods what a stupid creature! My distaste for it was steadily growing by the second. The creature gave a whinny and cocked its head in a questioning manner. "Leave!" I pointed to the entrance of the cave, which was starting to light up with the first rays of morning. I gestured toward the entrance again. The creature seemed to understand the command and looked towards the entrance and trotted out. After waiting a few moments to make sure the freak had left, I sat down on the ground and put my back against the wall. I closed my eyes and promptly fell asleep, letting the darkness sweep away my troubles for the moment. I dreamt of the moon, and how its light felt like warm snug cloak around my body, but that just might have been the satisfaction of seeing the corpse of that female assassin with her face ripped off along with the paladin's decaying corpse kneeling in front of me like a knight before his king. -Excerpt from the diary of Princess Luna- I found the source of the strange magic tonight! While I was flying above the sector where the scream came from, I saw a strange two legged creature crying on the bank of a lake. I landed behind the creature and watched it for a few moments. I could feel the magic that the creature possessed; it felt weak and underdeveloped, and had an almost dead feel to it. The creature also had some sort of clothing on it, but it seemed to be a couple sizes too large for it, and was all black. Its head was round, and had a mane of white hair! Feeling sorry for the small creature, I walked up to it and was about to nuzzle it, but my horn touched its neck and scared the poor thing. It yelped in a high pitch voice and tried to get away from me, but its clothing got caught up in its legs, and it fell face-first on the ground. I will admit that I found this cute, as it reminded me of my foalhood, but then the creature looked up at me and spoke! It wasn't in any language that I could understand, but it showed that this creature was intelligent, and possibly an ambassador from a different nation. Its language sounded rough, but I could attribute that to its annoyance at being snuck up upon by me. It stood up on its two legs, (Amazing!) and looked at me for a couple seconds. I don't know why, but I felt that the creature was sizing me up, considering that its eyes seemed to possess an aggressive glint to them, just for a second, until it was swallowed by cold indifference. Then the creature just walked away from me! The shear gall to do such a thing to a princess! I tried show this creature who was boss, but it kept on ignoring me so, I fell back on a trick that I used on my sister: Follow the offender until I get what I want. The creature just kept on walking for an hour until it came upon a cave. I knew that this cave was unoccupied considering my sister and I use to camp out in this place when we where younger. I looked around, getting lost in the memories of the time when we were just fillies that didn't have a care in the world. Until the misbegotten biped decided that it wanted to be alone! It gave a harsh command that I didn't understand, until it gestured with its claw (it wasn't sharp, but they were pale and fleshy looking) and pointed toward the entrance of the cave. My sister was bringing about the sun and I was getting tired. I left and flew home. I won't tell my sister about the creature just yet. She has been quite busy lately and I wouldn't want to give her more work when I have barely any to do. I woke up just as the sun went down outside the cave. Good, I would hate to have to reset my internal clock again just to fit with my nocturnal habits. I stood up and stretched my back, working out the kinks that appeared overnight. After a few satisfying cracks, I felt the first pang of hunger hit me like a speeding chariot. I had no idea where to get food though, so I ignored it and prepared myself to explore the land around my humble cave. Or that's what would've happened, until I heard a whinny outside. Fearing that I would be discovered by bandits or knights, I moved deeper into the cave hoping to hide in the shadows that it offered. I heard the whinny again louder this time and I saw a certain something poke its head inside. It was that freak again! It let out another whinny and trotted in. It now had a saddle on its back, but no seat, just two bags on each side of its flanks. It looked around, and then turned away from me to look at the spot on the floor. Stupid creature! I decide to teach it a lesson about leaving me alone. I sucked in a deep breath, and gave a roar! The cave made it louder, and caused the freak to jump around towards me, and made its horn glow… and then SHOT OUT A FIREBALL! I dodged it by ducking, and I felt it pass over and go deeper into the cave until it hit something, and I felt the earth shake. Here's a lesson that I learned at that time: Caves and earth shaking fireballs do not go well together. We ran out of the cave just in time to see it collapse with plume of dust. A few seconds of shock passed, and I looked at creature, which looked a bit embarrassed and had a bit more respect, when I heard a growling noise. It was my stomach, again crying out for food. The creature looked at me, and then at its bags, and its horn started to glow again. Then one of the bags opened itself, and out floated an apple! Ignoring the sheer amazement welling up in the back of my head, I snatched out the apple and bit into it with much relish. The apple had a crunchy texture with a sweetness that was almost overwhelming. After a few more bites I started thinking about what in the Abyss's name the creature could be, until I came upon an epiphany. The creature remembered where I was from last night, so that suggested intelligence. The creature had power, as suggested from the fine example of the cave, now collapsed. With a bit off training it could turn out to be a great war-steed. I briefly had a fantasy of riding this beast ahead of an undead army. I felt my lips curl into a smirk as I thought about the creature owners, just wasting the potential of the creature. I looked at it, studying the creature in great detail, all the possibilities flying through my brain, and I realized that I would be happy at the thought of something like that under my command. “I could use something like you." I told the creature, who was yet unaware of my plans. All the better.
Poison View OnlineThe Moon's NecromancerPoison Poison -Excerpt from the Diary of Princess Celestia- Luna came back from her mission today! She said she hadn't found anything yet, but will go back tonight and search again. Also, she requested camp supplies prepared for her before she went to sleep. She asked for about two day’s worth of food, and a couple of camping blankets. I asked her where she will stay during the daytime, and she replied that she'll camp out at our old cave. I still can't believe that she would remember it. Also, it seems that the Griffin aristocracy has been getting restless. Their military exercises around the border is becoming very close to actually crossing over into our territory. I must send an ambassador to let them know of our treaty…again….pridefull feather brains. For some reason the gods love to give out bad luck it threes today. The first omen of bad luck was the creature blowing up the cave, the second omen was when it started raining, and the final omen…was the one that almost killed me. It was raining hard, and the wind wasn't making it any better either. The creature and I ran towards the woods, as the rainstorm came out of nowhere. Just a sudden boom of thunder and then came the pouring rain. When we got to the tree line, I saw a hollowed out tree that had enough space inside for both of us. I went in first, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the ground was dry. Then the creature came in, surprisingly silent. I had to resist jumping, but I settled for flinching. Gods! What kind of necromancer am I to be afraid of this creature? Although I understood it was powerful, and something to approach with care, but back then I would've also been able to handle anything, as long as I had some bodies to throw at the problem. I again noticed that I was a lot more vulnerable now than ever before; I had childlike level of magic, no minions, and I was being followed by a horse with wings, and it has a horn that can shoot fireballs..... Gods damn it all. Then I felt something breathing on me, I looked up from my musings to see the creature right in my face! It cocked its head in a questioning manner and regarded me with what looked like a sympathetic look. "Can't have that," I thought. So in what I blame on childish vindictiveness, I reached over and flicked it on the snout. It fell back on its haunches with a surprised squeal, shaking its head. Then it gave me what might of passed for a glare among its kind. It was utterly pathetic, so I glared back to show it how a real glare is done, and to show it also that the creature shouldn't press its luck. Then the freak stuck out its tongue at me like a child, and then it turned around to look outside. Did this freak think this was a joke?! After a few moments of going through a mental exercise to calm myself, I leaned against the wall of the tree and proceeded to take a look at my situation. It was disappointing to say the least; I once had the power to bring the dead under my power, now I had about as much magic as a brain-dead barbarian, and I was also in an unknown land with no means to support myself. Ye gods, why do you curse me so?! Next there was the fact that there was a snake right near my ankle….. What?! I looked down again to see a brown snake that had blended in with the ground coil itself in preparation for a strike. It happened in slow motion from my perspective. It moved towards my ankle and leap at it, opening its jaws to expose wicked fangs. It bit through my robe, and partially got into the flesh of my ankle. As I screamed in pain, I saw the snake glow blue and get its head twisted at an unnatural angle, and then was thrown outside by an unseen force. I looked up to see the creature whinny at me in an urgent tone. I was thankful, and I was going to express my thanks, but my vision started to get blurry, and the ground came up to greet me with its now familiar embrace. ---Medical report of unknown bipedal creature---- Written by Royal Doctor Bon Cast To the royal majesty Princess Celestia, Your majesty, The creature that your sister brought to us is recovering, and we must say this was a close call! If the creature had been brought too us any late than it was, it would have certainly perished. The creature suffered from the venom of a Ground snake, which is usually found in the Everfree forest. Your sister told us what attacked the creature and we managed to get the correct antivenin in time. Ground Snake bites are dangerous, but usually not outright deadly. The venom had a stronger effect, due to the creature's body weight, which explained the outright fainting reported by your sister at the time of the bite. Now, on to the heart of the matter. After Luna fainted and you took her to bed, I lead a team of healers to investigate the creature. With a mild sedative, we put it to sleep. We removed its clothing, and found that it was a male of its species, and then we did a diagnostic spell to determine its age and overall health. Apparently it is only seven years old! As we don't know the rate of maturity of its species, I had to send out some of our more sentimental colleagues, since they started getting attached to the creature, due to their emotions about children. *Please note that most of the doctors I sent away had foals of their own and in no way this should negatively affect their annual reassessments* The rest of the team took a look at the mouth, and found that most of its teeth are suitable for eating plants, but it also has some teeth that look designed to eat meat. Our diagnostic spell showed that its last meal was an apple, so those teeth might be for defense, however. The diagnostic spell also showed us that the creature had magic! It is weak and undeveloped, (which leads to the assumption that the creature is only a foal) but it had a certain special quality to it, and it certainly didn't feel like any type of magic I have seen before. I put the creature in the isolation ward of the hospital, and placed a guard at the door. I will send a message to you and Princess Luna when the creature awakes. Princess Luna seemed quite distraught over the creature before she fainted. With respect, Doctor Bon Cast. -Excerpt form the dairy of Princess Celestia- By the Sun, why does my sister have to get in over her head!? She goes out to complete a mission, and in a few hours teleports herself in to the Royal hospital lobby with a convulsing body of an unknown creature, and she starts using her Royal voice to call for a doctor! Then, by the time I got there, she fainted! I told her time and time again if she can't handle the stress of a spell, then don't cast it! Every time she ignores that warning, something bad happens! And then, when she wakes up, she goes and demands to see the creature in order to make sure it's alright, so I told her that it was recovering and under guard in case it proved to be hostile. So she freaks out, saying that when she first met it last night, it was not hostile at all. I then yelled at her for not telling me about the creature the first place, and how this situation would've never happened if she would just followed instructions. Then she yelled at me, saying that this wasn't her fault, and that she just wanted to help! I told her that she should think about her actions before she "helps" anyone, and sufficiently chastised, she went back to her room. I wish she would act more mature sometimes.
