The choices we make…The lives we take
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With two bullet casings on the ground, one question I must ask...have you ever been shot? No? Well here is a brief discription for you,pain. Pain is very less desirable for some people others enjoy the sting of it. The man on the floor, the blood in his mouth keeps him from breathing. Releasing ,coughing it up out from his mouth. His arms start to feel numb. The holes in his back, bleeding out. He tries to crawl towards to door but only a kick has knocked him on his side. The gun cocks, a sound that has gotten his attention and a blurry vision, a man standing in front of him with a gun. The black silhouette of the man who shot him. He sat there with a smile and a cigar. He mouths some words that fade away from his mind. He couldn't hear but the words but he knew what the words meant.
"You’ve been a wonderful pawn in my game," Then a flash.
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Nothing more, nothing less than a mere man shot put into cruel way of punishment. A simple man only lives the way he can, burglary, car thief, selling on the street, just to buy the next meal. NOT one care in the world for another person. The world is cruel but sometimes the world will work its ways, and out future hero will soon find out; these worlds is working in mysterious ways.
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You may get up human
"Huh...who?" His eyes slowly open but see nothing but darkness. The wounds he got from his death were still on his body but he felt no pain. He got up from the spot he was, it was hard to see, fog and gloomy darkness kept his vision astray. He was in an area and did not know where “IS ANYONE THERE?" he yells hoping to find someone for help. “SOMEONE…HELLO.” He was lost and but not afraid. Quickly he plots a plan for his next move."
"OK, no one is around maybe I can find a way out on my own-" He looks down with gun wounds on his own body began to worry him. He began to think. "What...I'm shot but I don't feel anything..." He reaches to the top of his forehead and felt..a hole.
"Ah...AHHH...AH WHAT THE FUCK!?!...SOMEBODY?"
No point of yelling No soul will hear you, no one here but me and you.
"Who-who said that... where are you...where am I?" Turns to find a large black cloaked being in front of him. The lost young man was 5'5 but this cloaked beast was far taller. Backing up from him was a plan he wanted. To run and never be found by a creature he has never seen before but he felt a grasp on his arm. He looks to see what but it was just a dark purple aura over his hand. Then there was another on his other hand two more on his ankles. He struggles to free himself from...what ever it was that has attached itself on him. Doesn’t work one bit, not one inch.
Why run, If you nowhere to go? why run, if I have a deal for you?
"What d-do you what from me?"
It’s not what I want…it’s what you want.
"A-and what is that?” He asks hoping to find a way out of this abyss.
The planet that earth has come in contact with has been closed off from me and now I need your help.” It circles him darkly. “ A man has an artifact that can keep me from reaping souls on that planet he controls almost entire armies ,dragons and other creatures higher power labeled as "changelings" with a couple of humans…souls that needs to be taken. It stops in front of him. That’s why I need you…
"Why me…why won't you do it?”
I would do it myself but I tried and was banished back here with no escape. You’re the only soul that came by in the last 12 years...The man I’m after is very dangerous, hides his power from everyone. He found relics from...well I can't say, they're man made relics but in the right use can be troublesome. I gathered enough of my power to bring you here.
"Why would he want them ?"
Afraid of death maybe? Oh well it doesn't matter its you who I want to bargain with, you see you are not in the right path to paradise. It floats around the young man's shocked face.
"WAIT I'M GOING TO HELL?!"
Nodding it's hooded head, It seems so, Here's what I have to say. I will grant you either two things, One heaven or life back on earth but you must bring me the soul of the man who has cut me off. You take the deal and you go to a friend of mine for proper training then you will hunt him down and he'll go there in stead of you.
"I'll...I'll do it" He was released from the magic hold and a light blue floating object was brought in front of him.
This is Grendel he contains a magical meter inside that with channel through you as long as you’re holding him also he can change to any type of weapon and don't worry about combat just swing and you should be able to fight like me, a reaper. He also talks when you’re fighting gives...advice, the way your life has been going you'll need him.The device was a foot long stick something he did not expect.
The human puts his hand inside the blue item and a black and grey wrist watch appears on his hand it also has writing on it saying "GNL". He checks it out"huh...Grendel." a little before giving his attention back to Death.
Now… time for those wounds to heal. A flash of light Human's wounds healed and his clothes were replaced with a black suit with black tie. Abyssal suit that way you can be dress all the time with no need for other clothing and protected that’s what got you killed anyway. Death mumbles but the Human didn't hear the last part. And now to send you on your way to a very good friend of mine address her as Princess Luna and also I'm going against the rules for this so if you die you won't come back.” The human stares for a while before nodding and with a flash he pops up in a black room with a large blue mass sitting at a desk.
~End music~
~Princess Luna's room~
"Princess Luna?" He looks at her from a distance hiding the fact that he never seen a huge pony before mainly ones with flowing hair and wings. She walks up with an angry look, he backs up quickly." Oh man gonna die already?" She stares at his watch on his wrist and with surprise the Human finds himself being squeezed by her.
"OH THIS IS WONDERFUL I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD HEAR FROM HER AGAIN WHO KNEW THAT SHE WOULD BECOME THE NEXT GRIM REAPER! She says yelling into his ear with a deadly embrace.
"I-*gasp* I thought I-*gasp* would get a different response *gasp* dying here." She drops him forgetting her strength. He takes a breath and continues. "I'm new at this... thing but it’s better than going to hell… so… I need your help I guess."
The Apprentice tells Luna the problem as that happened to him and the deal with death. A stallion with white and grey striped hair and a tan coat walks in hearing the whole thing.
"So you’re a grim reaper?" The Mystery pony asked surprising the two.
"SYRINGE… do not sneak up on us like that." She said angrily
"Oh…heh yeah sorry, I just never heard something like this before." He smiles.
"You have to keep it a secret from other ponies they might attack him out of fright or worse." Luna continued but the Human cuts in.
"I'm not a Grim reaper just the Apprentice or hired help, I have to get these artifacts from this man or whatever… I wish Death told me who. Luna thinks for a moment and a name pops up in her head.
"Nictic...his name is Nictics" The stallion next to her nods his head hearing the name.
"Who?"
"He was one of the first humans to come to Equestrians land. He seemed nice but it was a mistake he found multiple items that belonged to Va-Death’s relics really and now he claims to be a god. My sister and I tried finding him but we couldn't find him either. It’s been 2 years now and still no sign."
"Well maybe if I ask aroun-" Luna held up a hoof stopping the apprentice from talking.
"Not now its 3 in the morning maybe you should have some rest.” Syringe gets up and walks to the door.
"Alright…Princess good night." Syringe walks out and the Human follows, they strike a conversation 5 minutes later.
"So how com Luna trust you enough to keep me safe or others safe from my secret." The Apprentice looks at Syringe.
"I helped a little adjusting to pony kind, she was on the moon for a thousand years I mean when she came back everyone was so scared of her but me, I saw she needed help so while she raised the moon I slowly taught her things around here." He says happily.
"How old are you?" The Apprentice asks curiously due to the grey hair on his mane.
"24" His mouth dropped.
"Here we are the guest room number 74."
"Thanks Syringe"
"No problem pal." They shake hand or hoof umm...yeah the shake on it. As Syringe skips away the Apprentice walks in to see a room is a fancy delicate inside. He walks to the bed and lies on top. He thought “Finally some sleep, being dead sucks” He thought as he fell asleep. "Hell of a lot better than being in hell." Sighs...
"What’s next ?"
Author's Note
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