Soul Reaper Pony

by D3v14ntF13nd

Rating: mature
Tags: Crossover, Romance, Adventure
Length: 27244

Crimson Tide. Soul Reaper. Pony. Protector of Equestria. Lover. Fighter. Friend.

Crimson Tide is not what he seems. After being killed by a hollow and training as a soul reaper for almost 1400 years, he returns to Equestria, so that he may protect it from hollows that manage to make their way into this peaceful realm. He must also be able change, because friendship and love become a part of his life, both of which he has never known before.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-02-12 20:15:41 UTC

Prologue

Prologue:

Hello, my name is Crimson Tide, an Earth pony that isn't technically alive. In fact, according to records, I was born only 100 years after Discord's defeat, and died at the age of 15. Now, I'm venturing to guess that YOU are guessing how is it that I'm telling you this story now. Well, as it so happens, I can explain everything from the beginning. Or, when I got my cutie mark...

"Mom! I got my cutie mark! Wanna see it?" cried a younger me, about age 6. I had just gotten my cutie mark, and was so excited, although it was... peculiar.

"Oh my Celestia honey, momma is so proud of you," my mother said weakly from her room. The year before, she had contracted a disease that nopony could cure. She was told she only had 3 months to live at the time, but fought it to see her only son grow.

I skipped and hopped into the room, overjoyed with myself. "Look at it!" I cry as I enter the room, and turn for her to see.

"Oh, that's... lovely darling," she managed to choke out. "I've never seen a cutie mark like it. It's... unique." She blatantly lied to me, to save me from knowing that the cutie mark scared her and what it could mean. "What were you doing when you got it?" she inquired.

"That's the thing... I wasn't doing anything. I layed down to take a nap, and when I woke up, it was just there..." I thought out loud, now curious as to how it actually came to be. As you know, cutie marks show themselves when a pony actually does their special talent, and discovers it for the first time. This cutie mark however, did not come about in this manner, but while I was asleep.

You see, the cutie mark was unlike any seen before. Instead of something light and happy, this one was dark and cold. It depicted a skull, of a species we never speak of, and a strange sword of some sort in the process of cutting this skull in half. And the scariest part of it was, the skull had glowing yellow eyes, and two sets of teeth, as it looked to scream in agony and pain.

Later that night, my father returned from the fields that he was tending to (my family resided in what would become Sweet Apple Acres, but we did not grow apples, but wheat). As soon as he arrived, I showed him my cutie mark, and he just looked at my flank in shock. "Well, it's definitely... peculiar," he said slowly, choosing his words as to not hurt my feelings.

"That's funny, Momma said the same thing when she first  saw it," I said, looking at my father, as if trying to solve a complex puzzle.

"Well, enough talk about your cutie mark, now it's time for bed buster," my father said assertively. "Tomorrow, you are gonna start helping me in the field, now that I know for sure you're old enough." As soon as he said this, I went to my bed by the fire place, and quickly fell asleep.

"Hun, did you see his cutie mark earlier?" my father asked my mother as he entered their room (architecture notice: we lived in a two room household, one for the kitchen/living/my sleeping area, and a room for my parents).

"Why yes dear, I did. It was... discouraging to say the least. What will his special talent be? To kill humans?"

"Sweetie! You know that it is taboo to speak of them!"

"Look, all I'm saying is that his cutie mark does not fit with the rest of society! And what is more, I don't care about old laws that were put in place by a being that was defeated before we were even born," my mother explained to my father (I know of this conversation because I was able to see it when I died, don't ask me how). She then coughed, a little blood showing on her forehoof. "But I do know this. Now that I know that my son has his cutie mark, he will find his path, and live a happy life.

That night, my mother died in her sleep. She looked peaceful, smiling. We buried her the next day, when the ponies in the next town (a day travel on hoof) came and helped. But things were never the same again, My father became reclusive, and within 3 years, grew sick himself, only this sickness was of emotional pain rather than a physical ailment.

A year of this, and he was able to regain his health to a point where he could tend the farm again...

Move forward five years...

"Dad!" I yell. At this point, I am about fifteen years of age, and almost a fully grown colt. Oh, I totally forgot to describe myself. My bad. I am just about a few inches shorter than my father, but as big as a fully grown mare. I have a black coat, with a red mane and tail. And you already know what my cutie mark looks like and it's location (at least, I hope you do).  I have dark brown irises, and other than those minor details, I look just like any other pony

"What is it Crimson?" my father calls from his bedroom. "I hope your visit went well with the townsfolk."

He wasn't happy with what I told him. "They will... if we give them a large amount of our land."

"Celestia damn it, how many times have we told them! We give them some of our land, then we won't be able to provide for ourselves!" He yelled in frustration. He just shook his head and went back into his room. "I'll have to think about this, but for now, I need you to tend the fields. I'm not in the best shape right now."

"Yes, father..." I sullenly mumbled, audible enough for him to hear. I head out and grab my gear from our little shed, and get to work harvesting the wheat.

I was halfway through the second field when I heard a spine chilling roar of some sort, coming from my house. Then, I heard my father bellow in agony. Dropping everything but the scythe that I was using to harvest, I ran as fast as i could towards my house. Ten minutes of hard running, and I saw it. It was a biped of some sort, almost two ponies tall, but instead of a normal face, it was a skull, and strangely familiar.

Not presiding over this for too long, I rush forward and attack this monster, but to my utter surprise and horror, the scythe shattered against the monster's skin. It noticed me then, and as it turned around, I noticed my father's lifeless body, mangled and twisted in angles it shouldn't be in.

I screamed in horror and attacked the monster with my bare hooves, noticing how hard the skin really was. It... chuckled. "Do you really think that you, a small pony, can harm me?" It spoke, coldly with evil coating its voice.

I stared in shock at it. How did it know our language? Why was it doing this?

"Unfortunately for you, I am quite full, so I'll just be killing you and destroying this entire area, just for the fun of-" he cut himself short, and looked at me, closely. "Are you... a soul reaper?" he asked me with a puzzled look on his face. "No, that is impossible. Soul Reapers only come from the human world. Oh well, you won't live for long anyway.

He... disappeared right before my eyes. I heard his laughter above me and looked. He was holding his... paw? out with a red ball of energy. He started to laugh maniacally, and the ball grew larger. Making a sound unknown to pony kind, he released the energy, and my world turned black.

And my eyes started to open! I couldn't believe it, I survived! But as I looked at the sky above me, it looked... different. Fake, somehow. As I raised my forehoof, I looked at it, and yelped with shock. I had a paw just like the monster that attacked me, and I began to look at myself. I realized then that I didn't live, nor was I a pony any longer. Before I went into shock, I heard a noise behind me. Curious, I looked behind me to see a really old biped of some sort.

"Welcome, pony. Welcome to the seireitei."

Chapter 1: 1400 Years Later

Chapter One: 1400 Years Later

Ok, so, for the sake of time and boredom, I'm going to quickly run through what happened when I arrived at this... place. Only, now, it isn't a place, but home.

You see, there are actually multiple worlds out there. One such world is literally split in three. This is the Human World, Soul Society (Seireitei), and Hueco Mundo. I arrived at soul society, and the old man is named Genryusai Yamamoto. And for five-hundred years, he became my mentor and master, and taught me how to be a soul reaper, which is basically a helper for lost souls.

What classifies as a lost soul? Any soul stuck in the Human World, that has a purpose that they wished to fulfill before they died. They become tethered to the world, and cannot move on due to this lingering desire (which would have to be PRETTY big) Soul Reapers do this so that the soul can return to the cycle of rebirth (which is pretty much what it sounds like). If a poor soul is left unchecked for a long period of time, they become Hollows.

A Hollow is another form of lost spirit, but they turn into a vicious soul eating monster, that attack any lost soul or human that has a soul strong enough to be seen as delicious. And the only way to get rid of them is if a Soul reaper "kills" them, so they may return to the Cycle of Rebirth. Oh, before I forget, Hollows do not have normal faces. Well, they do, but it is covered by a skull like mask, unique to each hollow, that is normally white. Their faces are hidden behind the masks, which is something we cannot explain. All we know is that, if a zanpakuto cuts the mask in half, the Hollow dissipates, and returns to the cycle of rebirth (in the Human World. Totally unaffected by pony kind).

Which raises the question of my cutie mark. What was my special talent? Well, my cutie mark depicts a zanpakuto that is cutting the mask of a Hollow, so in essence, my special talent was to be a Soul Reaper, to be discovered after I died, and for reasons I will discuss later. For now though, lets continue on with my story.

Out in a forest in Soul Society:

"Please, have mercy. I'll return to Hueco Mundo, and never return, just please, allow me to live," pleaded the Hollow that was on his knees before me. He was a thorn in my side all day, avoiding me and trying as hard as he could to live a little longer to attack souls that resided nearby.

"Unfortunately, I was given orders to kill you. Shakaho!" I yell, as I raise my hand and a ball of red flame blows the head of the Hollow clean away. As blood starts to shoot out of the areas not cauterized by the flame, the Hollows body slowly dissipates. Well, another job well done, I guess. If master keeps sending me against these weaklings, I'm afraid that I'll get weaker from not fighting a worthy opponent. As I start to think this, a messenger appears before me, the only individual outside of the captains circle to know of my existence.

"Your have orders to return to Master Genryusai as soon as you are able Lord Crimson," he stated in the same monotone voice that I have always known. Honestly, it was kind of annoying, but I say nothing. It would be rude to, seeing as I consider him a "friend."

"Okay, I'll be there as soon as possible. Have something to finish up first." I told him. With that, he vanished just as fast as he showed up. Good friend he is, huh? Seeing as I don't actually interact with the other Soul Reapers. I have been forbidden to, seeing as my existence isn't known to the rest of the Soul Reapers.

I stare off into the sky. I can't remember what the sky looks like in Equestria. If only I could, or even see it! I would be happy then... I start to reminisce, but enough of that for now. I had to speak with my master, and he is not known to be a patient man. Using Shunpo, I too vanish like the messenger did before me.

I arrive at the door of my masters office and knock, to announce my presence. "Enter!" I hear from the inside, and open the door, to see the entirety of the Gotei 13 below us (this is where Soul Reapers reside in the Soul Society). I kneel before him, as is custom, seeing as he IS the captain commander of the Gotei 13.

"Now, how many times have I told you young man, you need not kneel before me, " Genryuusai muttered. He saw me as one of the captains, although, after five-hundred years, I could use them to mop the floor (one at a time of course, and maybe only three in a row. I may boast, but I'll be modest with my boasting).

"Master, seriously?" I asked him. "How many times must we have this conversation? I may be strong, but when it comes to authority, the captains have more of it," I say to him, as I stand to my full height (good time to describe what I look like as a Soul Reaper now, huh?) My Shihakusho (a black kimono all Soul Reapers wear) varied from other Soul Reapers. My right sleeve didn't exist, which instead showed  my right arm and cutie mark. The left sleeve, in contrast, covered everything but my fingers. I also had a hood, which I constantly keep up. It was designed by Captain Kurotsuchi, to hide my face, which showed how I was different. So, besides the fact that I still have my mane, tail, and fur, not to mention my pony head, I looked pretty human. No hooves either.

"Enough of this. I have brought you here to fulfill a promise I made long ago," Genryuusai bellowed. At this, I cringed. "Captain Kurotsuchi, come forward." As his name was called, the captain stepped from the shadows. God, that is some creepy shit, Is all I can think before the captain speaks.

"You're going home," he simply stated. "I have found a way for you, and you alone to go back to... Equestria, was it?" I hear this, and look at him in bewilderment. I can't believe what I heard. Back... to Equestria!

"How did you do it captain?" I ask him, now very excited. "When did you manage this? How-"

"That's enough. I have to maintain some secrets, don't I?" Kurotsuchi cut me off. "Now, the Captain Commander asked you here so he could say his farewell, so if we could get this over with, I have many other, more Important things to do."

"Yes, we must get you there soon, otherwise you won't be able to leave for another 500 years," my master pleaded. He looked at me intensely, and I knew then that I had to do this, now or never.

"Alright, I am ready. Goodbye, master." I uttered, and not a moment too soon, because my vision went black...

I awake to sounds that I have not heard for 500 years, and I jolt up, only to find myself unbalanced. As i look down at myself, I see that I have returned to my pony form, and with a sigh, I allow myself to land on my front hooves. Hooves. It has been too long since I refered to my hands as such. I also notice that I can still feel my power, and that makes me shudder.

But, I look and see that a canopy of trees are above me. I must be in the Everfree Forest. It was really close to my home. Maybe- My thoughts are cut off when I see a flash of light, in the distance. It was rainbow colored, and soon after seeing the light, I hear a scream of agony. Wasting no time, (and finding I can still use Shunpo), I go in the direction of the light.

Being a Soul Reaper, I can literally stand on the air. So, when I approach the area, I do so from above. It is night out, and below me, in the ruins of what I believe to be the sister princess' castle, I see through a window, six mares, and from them a rainbow is descending on... Princess Luna! But, she doesn't look like herself, and I can sense evil coming from her. No matter, she is still my princess, and I will save her!

Before I can react though, the rainbow stops, and then, the sun begins to rise. Whatever those mares did, it seemed to tire them out.It looked as if they were knocked out for moment, but when they regained their composure, they begin to talk amongst themselves, and then, Princess Celestia appeared, as the rays of the sun entered the room. Good. Now those mares will know the wrath of the Princess of the sun, I think to myself. But, to my dismay, she does nothing. In fact, it seemed as if she was congratulating them!

I don't understand, I think in dismay what is going on? Before I can go down and investigate, a voice in my head says soothingly, *Do not worry, Crimson Tide. I shall explain everything in do time. Go to Canterlot, where my... no, OUR, seat of power now rests*. I didn't understand why, but I trusted that voice. And somehow, the direction to get to this, Canterlot, came into my head. So, without hesitation, I flash stepped North.

I arrive within thirty minutes, and see a glorious castle built into the side of the mountain. It was fabulous, and I wanted to be able to look at it all day. But, the soothing voice said to me, *Come to my chambers. I will explain everything there*. I saw a flashing light from the highest tower of the castle, and rushed to get there...

To find Princess Celestia! I bowed as fast as I could, but she waved her hand, a gesture to show her respect for me. I rise, and look up at her face. She broke into a smile, a most glorious smile. I also saw that Princess Luna was in the room, albeit confused. "Princess-"

"Do not worry, Crimson Tide. What you saw was my student, Twilight Sparkle, and her friends saving Equestria from eternal night. Much has happened in the time that you were gone in the Soul Society, and before you interject, yes, I know of the Soul Society. And I know who you are."

"How? I was told that nopony knew of the existence of the Soul Society, and that my master only knew of it because he stumbled upon it and saved... Wait! You are telling me that Master Genryusai Yamamoto saved you and Princess Luna from a Vasto Lorde!?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing, nor what I was thinking at the time!

"Yes, Lord Crimson, and on that fateful day, Yama-Jii promised us that he would send a Soul Reaper strong enough to protect Equestria from those awful Hollows," she voiced soothingly. "Although, that was almost seventeen-hundred years ago, two-hundred years before my sister and I defeated Discord, and seven-hundred years before my sister, filled with jealousy, became Nightmare Moon. What you saw today was my student and her friends, harnessing the Elements of Harmony, to cleanse my sister and thus end the existence of Nightmare Moon."

"Wait, did you say seventeen-hundred years ago? I must be mistaken, for I was only gone for five-hundred years, princess. There is no way I was gone for almost fourteen-hundred years!" I begin to plead, which reaches a shout. It couldn't be true, because that would mean... a time difference in each world. It would also explain why it is so difficult to go between the two worlds. Time wasn't on a parallel, and that could make it almost impossible to go between the two worlds.

"Oh! I did not realize this." Gasped Princess Celestia. "I thought that your human world was the same as the human world beyond the mirror." Wait, another human world? Was she serious? Well, I shall jump that hurdle when we got there. All I knew was, I was home, at long last. I was back in Equestria. My thoughts were cut short with the princess' next question. "So, how did you die Crimson?'

"A Hollow attacked me. Well, it attacked my dad and I in turn attacked it. Let's just say neither of us survived." I told her. "I found the fucker though, about one-hundred years in the Soul Society, and I killed the bastard. He didn't know what hit him."

"Well, the language is something we will have to work on, but I am glad for you. I do not condone violence, but in this case, I applaud you. What level of Menos was it?" She finished with a question, which I answered immediately.

"A Judchas. I may have won, but to be frank, I almost died in the confrontation." I, again, stated. "It was so long ago, I have no feeling towards the incident anymore. And with how strong I am now, I can handle a Judchas on an equal level, at the same level as my killer. A Vasto Lorde, on the other hand, will prove to be a challenge, even impossible. I am also lead to believe that Hollows don't come here often, due to the difficulty of travel between the two worlds." I ventured. It was believed by myself and my master that if Soul Reapers had issues getting to Equestria, than a Hollow should have just as much trouble.

"The last encounter I had was no more than three-hundred years ago, and it was a simple Gillian." Princess Celestia started to say, "although, I found it difficult to handle. It took me nearly an hour  to dispose of it." And then, suddenly, we felt it. A spiritual pressure belonging to that of a Hollow, and no lowly Hollow either. And that was my cue to go kill some fucking pests.

Chapter 2: Meeting

Chapter 2: Meeting

I had already rushed out of Princess Celestia’s chambers, when I suddenly realized; I didn’t have my zanpakuto! Normally, it should just rematerialize next to me or on my person. Unfortunately, that was not the truth here. Now, I know I didn’t talk about my zanpakuto before, and here is why. I don’t use it often. I really didn’t have a need to after three-hundred years to build my spiritual pressure to the point where I didn’t need it to kill normal Hollows. I know for a fact that I will need it now, seeing as what I am going up against is either a weak Vasto Lorde, or a very powerful Judchas. Either one will be an issue, and with it now being afternoon, I needed to find this Hollow quickly, otherwise it’s going to cause some damage.

‘Hey, jackass. Why can’t I materialize near you,’ came a feminine voice that I knew all too well.

‘Where the hell are you! And I don’t know why you can’t materialize close to me. It must be this world, fucking with our connection,’ I snap at her. Who just spoke is Reaper, my zanpakuto and biggest drama queen I have ever known.

‘Well, as far as I can tell, I’m being carried by a purple bitch pony who can’t hear me, in the middle of some strange forest,’ she explained rudely. ‘Also, I can feel a Hollow nearby, and if you don’t get here fast, she is gonna die bastard.’

‘Thanks for the info, although you could have been nice about it.’ She never was kind, but I know that deep down inside her, the more she insulted someone, the more she liked them. She never admits to it though, and continues to be a bitch. Did I say drama queen before? I meant absolute cunt.

‘Well, excuse me, for being a little irritable. You know I have standards. The only person, or in this case, pony, who can touch me is you! And don’t you dare say anything about it either,’ she snidely retorted. Nice zanpakuto, huh? At this point in our conversation though, I finally got a read on her position, and she wasn’t kidding when she said the Hollow was close. It was nearly on top of her.

‘Well, whatever the case may be, I know where you are now,’ I say and she starts to snicker. ‘I’ll be there in no time at all.’ And with that, I moved faster than sound in the direction of the Everfree forest.

I arrive within a minute, only to see the same fucking mare that was supposedly Princess Celestia’s student. What the hell are you doing out here, idiot I think to myself before I land quietly behind her. I was going to say hey, when she made a complete one-eighty and faced me, horn glowing.

“Who are you? And how did you get behind me so fast without my knowing first?” she questioned, on edge. “I have a spell up that should tell me what is in my surroundings for at least one-hundred and fifty feet. There is no way you could have snuck up on me like that!” Wow, she is good. I didn’t even notice the spell. What I did notice was my zanpakuto, slung on her back with some rope.

“Well, uh, you see, I came to get my sword back, and I was up in the tree, and to my surprise, you were right there below me with it!” I lied quickly, hoping she wouldn’t notice. I was never good at lying, to tell you the truth.

“That is impossible, seeing as the spell is raised at a forty-five degree angle, and I didn’t notice you until you came up right behind me, so you had to have fallen at a complete ninety degree angle to be able to do that.” Well, I’m sunk. Maybe if I just knocked her out, she won’t remember- my thought process gets cut short when I hear something crashing in the underbrush towards us. Seriously, right now- is all I have to think before the Hollow makes sure that it’s fist meets my face.

The punch was strong, strong enough to send me flying in the other direction about one-hundred yards to my right. Ow! That hurt! When I get my hands on you, I swear that I am going to *wring your neck!*** I get up, and put a hoof to my face, as the vision in my left eye starts to turn red. He hit me hard enough to crack my skull open above my eye.

I hear a scream, one of terror, and knew that the snotty unicorn mare was in trouble. Ignoring my injury, I flash stepped back to where she was, only to see her backing away from the Hollow, which I identified as a Judchas. Somehow, she could see it, and was terrified of what she saw.

“Hey, brat, if you want to live, give me my sword!” I yell at her. Both she and the Judchas, surprised I was still alive, look in my direction, and in a flash purple light, she is by my side. I touch my sword, only to feel a change occur with my body.

My front hooves start to change into hands, and my shihakusho starts to materialize around my body. I stand straight up, and look down to see normal feet. I never wore footwear, due to the fact that the bottom of my feet were as hard as normal pony hooves. And, of course, I stood at about my normal six feet, and looking down on the pony, I realize that she was closer to five feet. So, a slight variation on height if I’m not mistaken.

Of course, this did not perturb the Judchas at all, seeing as he dominated at a whopping ten feet tall. Basically, I was staring up at a Hollow that was as tall as Princess Celestia and it was ready to put the hurt on. Great.

“Look, girl, I don’t know how you can see that Judchas or why it is attacking you, but I will explain everything after the battle,” I start, and finish off with, “if I can win that is... So run off before you get caught in the middle of this.” I finish in my head as I draw Reaper and rush the Judchas. I got close to it, but it proceeded to backhand me and send me flying, again. It hit me in in my already wounded half of my face (still pony face, without hood) and made the gash/crack in my skull above my eye worse than it already was. I wasn’t put off though, as I spun myself in the air, using my hand as the push off point, and I was punched in the stomach immediately there after, losing all the air in my lungs, feeling both my lower ribs cracking and possibly breaking under the pressure, and spitting up some blood. I just *love** the taste of my own blood* I think sarcastically. I tend to get a little sarcastic in a combat situation where I’m getting my ass handed to me.

“Do you need help?” the purple mare shouted in anguish. I couldn’t believe it! She was still here!?

“Did you not listen to me or are you just plain stupid! I told you to run brat! So go already!” I yell at her. As I looked though, and I really couldn’t tell with blood in my left eye, I thought I could see her starting to cry. I have never, in my time as a soul reaper, seen anyone cry over me. It was refreshing and yet disturbing. She didn’t even know me, and she was crying over my protecting her?

‘Time to step it up a notch, don’t you think?’ Reaper asked me with genuine worry in her tone. I never said she couldn’t be nice. It just didn’t happen often. I thought about the prospect. The mare seemed completely unharmed by the spiritual pressure being put out by the Judchas, and as we speak he starts to pound me into the ground, trying to make mincemeat out of me, I realize that the mare just might be able to handle the sudden rise in power.

‘Yeah, lets’ I tell Reaper as I move out from under the punishing blows of the Judchas, and standing ten feet away from it, I release Reaper.

“Destroy and Rebuild, Reaper!” I yell, calling Reaper to aid me in this fight. As I yell this, she starts to change, and soon after I finish, she reveals herself. Reaper, in her released (Shikai, first release) form, was an all metal scythe. It was long as I am tall, and colored all black, except for the skull which was the anchor point for the blade. The skull was pure white, and looked skyward when the scythe was held straight up and down. It lacked the lower jaw, and had a small horn above each eye. The blade was one foot thick at the meeting point with the skull, and was three feet long in a straight line. Let’s just say, Reaper looked badass!

As I release Reaper, I feel more power surge through my body. And, for comparison, at this stage, I could fight and defeat five captains… with a little difficulty. But one Judchas of this guys power? A cinch.

“I would look away if I was you girl,” I warned the purple mare. She does just that, and the edge of the blade starts to glow a brilliant white, whilst the skull starts to turn black (I’ll explain why later.) And when the edge of the blade is so bright that most cannot look unto it’s glory any longer, I bellow with deafening volume, “Soul Slicer!” As I yell this, I swing my scythe, and the white glow springs forth, in a crescent shape towards the Judchas, and cuts the poor Hollow in half from his right elbow to his left hip.

He didn’t stand a chance at that point, and with a cry of anguish, not before blood sprays everywhere within a five foot radius of the monster, starts to dissipate and disappear completely, to return to the cycle of rebirth, cleansed.

I fall to my knees, exhausted. The skull is now a dull gray. Another attack like that, and it would be black, and would need ten minutes to rejuvenate itself. I seal Reaper again, and start to stand, only to find I can’t. Great, I can’t move. Just perfect!

“Are you okay?” I hear. I look up to see the purple mare, looking straight into my eyes. She starts to blush and looks away. I’m not sure why, but I found this mare to be kinda cute, and her blushing and averting her gaze wasn’t helping.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine. Just need to rest.” I state. “Aren’t you supposed to be at the castle right now?”

“Oh my Celestia, you’re right!” she gasped in terror. “How am I supposed to get there in an hour and make it to the ceremony on time? I’ll probably be sent back to magic kindergarten if I’m late. Oh, how am I supposed to get there?”

“Well, nnh, if you would stop worrying and give me a minute, I could get you there. Just need to-” and with a little effort, I’m back on my feet, “get on my feet.” I look at her triumphantly, and without hesitation, pick her up and flash stepped back to the castle.

We arrive but ten minutes later, in Celestia’s chambers, where two princess’ were pacing to and fro with worry. I set the mare down, and hear all three of them gasp as we arrive. Both princess’ run up, and start to ask me questions, but I raise my hand, and say this.

“I was able to defeat the Judchas, but this pony,” I point at the purple mare, “could have gotten herself killed. I told her to run twice, but she stayed behind because she was worried about me. Oh, and she saw everything.” I finish. Celestia looks between me and the purple mare, and speaks.

“Twilight, is this true?” Ah, so that was her name. Gotta try to remember that next time. Twilight, who was looking around the room, shot her head with a startled look at Celestia, and started speaking incoherently.

“But, Everfree, monster, changing pony, Canterlot, white light…” Man, she wasn’t taking this easy at all. She shook her head, as if clearing it, and looked at me addressing her next question. “Who and what are you?”

“Who, me? The name is Crimson Tide, and I’m a soul reaper. Seeing as you just saw all of that, it would be rude to not tell you, so I’ll explain this again.” I then go over all the boring details of what happened, where I’ve been, and what I did. I also told her about Hollows, the danger that they could be, and that most ponies shouldn’t be able to see them. “Why is it that you, a Unicorn, can see them as the princess’ can?” I ask her, to finish off my question with an answer.

“Unfortunately, we can no longer discuss this. We have a celebration to attend to. Crimson, you may rest here. I see that your wounds are many, and must hurt severely. When we return, we will heal your wounds and discuss where you shall be staying, seeing as your old home is now occupied by another family in Ponyville.”

“He can stay with me!” Twilight blurted. Celestia looked at her with a surprised look on her face, and nodded her head. With that, the three mares left, I returned to my pony form, laid down on the floor, and went to sleep.

Chapter 3: Friends?

Chapter 3: Friends?

Later that day, I wake up to see not the princesses and Twilight standing over me, but the princesses, Twilight, and five other ponies that I thought I may have seen before. My memory was foggy at the time. Probably lost too much blood in my fight, and then carrying Twilight here to Canterlot. And, to top it all off, I was hungry. If I didn’t know any better, I would say this is a *real** body. Now, how is that possible?* I thought to myself, before one of the five new mares, a pink one, started to say something.

“Oh, hello there, Mr.Hero! Thank you for saving our friend Twilight from that big, scary monster thingy in the Everfree forest. If you hadn’t used your magical fighting powers, both of you would have been goners. I mean, I know that it’s your job and all to fight these monsters, but really? Why didn’t you just do the magic crescent thingy in the first place?” she managed in one breath before another mare, this one orange, put a hoof on her muzzle so she would stop talking.

“Ah’m sorry ‘bout that sugarcube. Pinkie Pie is just being… well, Pinkie. And Ah sure do know that she din’t mean a thing ‘bout it,” She tried to explain. Of course, that didn’t stop me from developing a look of sheer horror on my face at the realization that the pink mare knew exactly what happened.

“Uh…” is all I can manage before I cough. I brought my forehoof to my muzzle, and when I was done and looked at my forehoof, I saw blood. Internal bleeding, eh? I thought, That Judchas did a number on me. Must have broken one of my ribs, and punctured one of my lungs. As I was thinking this to myself, all of the other ponies in attendance gasped as they all saw the blood.

“Ah reckon Pinkie wasn’ too far off… again,” the orange one said, first to recover and speak. Twilight, shaking her head to clear her thoughts, rushed over and tried to heal me.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry. If I wasn’t there, you could have defeated the Judchas without worrying about me,” she said as she was trying as hard as she could to do what she could to help me recover. Her response to this, and as far as what she said, confirmed the other ponies suspicions about me.

“So, is he really, like, some sort of hero or something?” the light blue mare asked. She looked at Twilight, and then at the princesses and after about twenty seconds of not receiving a response, she yelled, “Helloooo! I’m trying to get some answers here!”

“Oh, yes, well, I might as well tell you girls, seeing as the secret is no longer a secret amongst those here. Luna, could you assist Twilight while I fill in her friends?” Princess Celestia looked to Princess Luna. She only nodded, and moved over to me, to assist with my recovery.

“I’m fine!” I tell both of them. I get up on my hooves, and say this, “Do you really think that wounds like these will stop me? Let me tell you, I can handle it, thank you verrryyy…” I couldn’t understand it. Why wasn’t I recovering like i normally should? I realized then that I did, in fact, have a real body. I stumbled, and fell over, which got everyponys attention. Celestia and Twilight’s friends rush over, to see if I was doing ok. The one called Pinkie Pie wasn’t present at the moment though.

“My gosh, darling, you are definitely not alright,” the white mare said, with traces of concern in her regal voice.

“Yeah, I mean, you almost collapsed buddy,” the blue one interjected.

“Uhm, I don’t think you’re ok,” the yellow one, timid, spoke softly. Nopony else heard her though, as Pinkie Pie showed up again, almost like she materialized out of thin air, and was holding what looked to be a container of makeup in her mouth.

Spitting the container out of her mouth, she said, “Hey, put this on that gash over his eye. It’ll help him heal, because it’s the same stuff from his world.” What she said astounded me, and the blue pony picked it up, opened it, put some on her hoof, and spread it on the gash above my eye. At this point though, I had enough.

“Enough!!,” I roared, making everypony rear back in shock, even the princess’. “Look I don’t know how, but I have an actual body here, and that is the reason why I’m still injured. If I wasn’t in this weak ass body, I wouldn’t be in this situation right now!” I glared at them, and the yellow pony started to tear up, and ran off.

“Well, sorry, dude, we were only trying to help a friend in need!” the blue pony yelled over her shoulder as she flew after the yellow one. Friend? They considered me, an undead killer, their friend?

‘Well, you blew it Jackass. Let’s go home now.’ Reaper told me. She knew how to get under my skin, and did it well.

“Crimson, I know it’s hard for you to adjust, but you aren’t in the Soul Society anymore. Here, we help eachother out of the kindness of our hearts, not because it is our duty. I recommend you apologize, before Rainbow Dash, the blue pony, comes in here to make you suffer for hurting Fluttershy’s feelings. She is the yellow pony.” Celestia said this calmly and walked over to her window to watch the sun as she led it over the horizon to make way for the moon.

‘I think we should just go. It’s no wonder you can’t connect.’ Reaper interjected

‘Shut the hell up. I didn’t ask you,’ was my only retort.

“I have a question,” Pinkie Pie said, now… normal? “How can you two work together and be so mean to each other?” I stared at her with shock.

‘Wait, that pink bitch can hear me?” Reaper questioned. Upon hearing this, Pinkie Pie lunged for my zanpakuto, grabbed it, and glared at it for a moment, before dropping it and returning to her original spot. ‘I’ll take that as a yes,’ was all Reaper said before descending back into my soul.

“Well, I guess I’ll apologize,” I muttered, under my breath. “Not like you ponies did anything wrong. Just took me by surprise is all.”

“Oh, that’s ok,” Fluttershy said, returning to the room. “We shouldn’t have rushed you like that.”

“Now wait a minute, why are you apologizing Fluttershy? He should be grateful that we actually care!” Rainbow Dash interjected.

“Ah do have to agree wit’ Rainbow on that one. Rarity?” The orange mare looked at the white one with a look of speculation.

“I agree as well, Applejack. What about you, Twilight?” Rarity said.

“I think he had every right to do what he did,” Twilight said without hesitation. “And before you girls disagree, I’ll tell you why. You see, Crimson Tide was originally born in Equestria, but died and went to a different world. But, that was fourteen-hundred years ago, and to him, five-hundred. As far as I’m aware, he has only had social interaction with his master, twelve “Captains” and a single messenger, all training him for this moment in his life. He never has had any real friends, nor has he had any positive interaction that would lead to friendship. In a way, he is like me, but with more pain,” she lectured her friends. I did not see Twilight coming to my rescue like that. It was heartfelt.

“My gosh, I din’t know, sugar,” Applejack said, a look of guilt on her face. I looked at everypony else, and they all looked guilty.

“No, it’s fine. I shouldn’t have yelled like that. It was rude of me… if you all really want to look after me, I guess it’s fine. I guess I can deal with the invasion of my personal space for a little while.” I said, feeling guilty, which I was something I never felt before then. It was foreign to me at the time.

“Well, darling, I should think that one or two caretakers is all that is needed,” Rarity said, continuing with, “And I believe the princesses should be good enough in this case. Come along, girls, we should get some rest. We have a train to catch in the morning.” With that, all the mares but Twilight went to leave the room. “Coming, darling?” Rarity asked her over her shoulder.

“I would like to stay with Crimson, if he is ok with it?” the last part being a question directed at me.

“Sure, why not,” I answered. Bluntly. Twilight’s eyes sparkled a bit and she looked to Princess Celestia, who had watched the entire ordeal unfold with Princess Luna at her side.

“We have chambers for Lord Crimson ready, actually. And, judging by how long he has been standing, I think we got the worst of his injuries,” Princess Celestia said. I was surprised to hear her say Lord Crimson, though. It was something only the messenger called me. “And, if I recall, the room is where you used to stay, Twilight.”

“Oh, really?” Twilight asked with an exasperated look on her face. “I thought that those rooms were occupied. Well, it will work. I know how to get there from here, Crimson. Follow me, please?”

We wandered for what seemed like hours. She didn’t say much, and I wasn’t one for talking in the first place. We reached our destination, and opening her door with magic, we entered the room. It was a fair sized room. A bed large enough for three ponies was on the far wall, to our right, and to the left, a desk.

“Well, here we are,” Twilight lightly announced. “I hope you don’t mind the mess. I didn’t clean before I left to live in Ponyville.” Mess? It looked immaculate, from what i could tell. I didn’t say anything, because I had nothing to say. I set my zanpakuto down near the desk, and head for the foot of the bed.

“What in Celestia are you doing?” Twilight asked with a curious look on her face.

“Going to sleep. On the floor. As I am used to doing,” I reply. I get another curious look from her, and with a flash of purple light. I was on the bed. “Uh, what are you doing?”

“Well, seeing as you are here, you might as well get used to sleeping in beds,” she commanded, “and I will not take no for an answer. There is plenty of space for the both of us and besides… I’m a little scared…

“So you want me to sleep in the bed with you? Doesn’t that seem a little strange?”

“Maybe, but I do not think that is the important thing here” This struck me as odd. Wait, she want’s me to sleep with her, in *her** bed? I may be dense at times, but I think she has got the hots for me, which I cannot understand, seeing as she just met me.*

*Thou dost not have to, warrior of Soul Society land. It is something called love, and if thou wishes, we would be honored to teach thou of it,* Princess Luna tells me.

*No, I think I will do just fine. Eventually, she’ll tire of me, and this will all come to past,* I tell the princess.

*Do not be sure, for we have seen Twilight’s wishes, and thou would be surprised at them as well as we were,* she finishes, leaving me with a choice to make.

“Well, if that will make you more comfortable, than I will not stop you,” I tell Twilight. She smiled, and hopped into the bed. She laid down, and invited me to do the same. So, with a heavy inward sigh, I laid down next to her, facing away. Much to my surprise, she decided to get close and hold me from behind.

“Don’t worry. Next time, I won’t be in your way,” she whispered, sleepily, into my ear. And with that, she fell asleep. I didn’t know what she meant by next time, but I did know this; although every fiber of my being screamed at me to move away from her, I held my position. I didn’t know why at the time, but it felt as though I… belonged in Twilights arms. And with that thought in my mind, I fell asleep.

Chapter 4: Destroy and Rebuild

Chapter 4: Destroy and Rebuild

The next day, after Princess Celestia checked up on me, and deemed me good for travel, Twilight and I left on the next train to Ponyville. I wore a cloak, due to the fact that I had not found a way to hide my cutie mark, and the way I looked was not… cheery. In fact, a child saw me, and screamed, because I had a healing gash over my left eye, plus a permanent scowl of pain planted on my face. I wasn’t in the greatest mood either.

“So… I was wondering if you could tell me more about… well, about Soul Reapers?” Twilight asked sheepishly. We were on the train, and obviously she was curious about me.

“Well, where do I begin? I won’t say much, because I actually told you most everything after we got back to Canterlot, but what I didn’t touch on was zanpakuto's,” I began, “You see, a zanpakuto is, technically, a sentient being.”

“Wait, that thing is alive?”

“Not alive, but it does have a soul. Well, actually, it is a part of my soul, and as such, is a part of me. That is why zanpakuto are considered “‘sentient.’” I finished my brief explanation, and looked at her astonished face.

“So, it isn’t living, but it is?” she queried. I was astonished at the question. She seemed to understand my botched attempt at explaining what a zanpakuto is. She was intelligent, that much I could tell before, but not that intelligent. I’ll keep that in mind. Might end up being interesting to talk to at least.

“Now, if that is the case, then that would mean that each zanpakuto is unique,” she stated. Not even a little questioning, just fucking stated.

“Correct. Each zanpakuto is unique to it’s wielder. And as such, they all have unique abilities, with a little overlap, but even then, it’s rare.” I explained this to her, and as I did, her jaw slowly opened, eyes widened, and she screamed.

“Ohmygoshthatissocoolwhatelsecanyoudocanyoushowme-” I cut her off with a hoof. Calming down a little, she tried again, “So, heh, what else can you do? And are you able to show me?” she asked with a glint in her eye.

“Well, that is why Reaper and I don’t exactly get along. There are two parts to my ability. The first is deconstructing the soul down to mere basics, and store it away. Normally, I will just send the soul back into the cycle of rebirth. That is a soul reaper’s job, and my zanpakuto basically goes against the status quo.” I finished, waiting, and dreading, to see if she asked what I hoped she wouldn’t ask.

“What’s the second part,” she asked, slightly tilting her head.

Oh, boy, here we go. “I can reconstruct the soul, at any point, and use that Hollow/soul reaper/soul to fight for me, like a puppet.” She stared at me for what seemed like eternity, and tried to speak, but couldn’t. “And before you totally freak out, there is another thing about my zanpakuto. Released in the Shikai state, I cannot harm nor hurt anything living. It can’t even affect the environment around me. It is purely for souls, which is not something normal for them. Nor is the ability to storage souls like I can, because once the soul is stored, unless I send it to the cycle of rebirth, it stays stored. It is an infinitely extensive ability.”

“Wow.” was all she uttered. She smiled then, and hopped over to the other seat, to sit next to me. “Now I know why I feel so comfortable near you. You are so collected, and have a level of control.” I couldn’t believe it. She was saying these things, and as I looked over, with a smile. I think she’s hitting on me. Why, though? was what I thought. It didn’t make sense, not to me at least.

“I need to use the restroom,” I said nervously. With that, I got up and left to collect my thoughts. I was confused, and didn’t know what to think of the situation.

‘Maybe, oh, I don’t know, you should see what happens? I know you pretty well, and I have got to say, she likes you, and you are too damn depressed. So go with the flow,’ Reaper quipped. She was giving me advice, which didn’t happen often. And I knew from experience to listen to her advice. The first time I didn’t listen, I almost died. With that resolve in mind, I walked from the bathroom back to our car.

I entered the car and immediately saw it. I didn’t even feel it. It stood at about six feet, and was lean but toned. It’s body was completely white, but the mask had black swirls all over it. It was a Hollow, and from my guess, a Vasto Lorde.

I knew I couldn’t defeat it, even if I wasn’t recovering. I looked at Twilight, and she was shaking, frozen in fear. I looked at the Vasto, and he looked at me. For a moment, there was silence, but as it finally realized who I was, it spoke.

“Why, hello there. This little pony and I were having a lovely chat. Care to join us?” It seemed more like a demand than a question. His speaking to me, however, shook Twilight out of her stupor. She turned to see me, and bolted to get near me. I didn’t move, because I knew that I would never be able to get away.

“No, I think I would prefer to stand here and listen. To be frank, I know that I can’t beat you, even if I wasn’t recovering from the damned Judchas that did a number on me yesterday.” He didn’t blink (technically, they can’t anyway). He just stared at me, and started to shake his head.

“What makes you think I want to fight you? I am only here to talk. Our fight will be in the future, for your soul is the biggest catch in this damn world,” he said, and I believed him. He didn’t seem to have any hostile intent about him.

“Than what do you want?” I asked him with a death glare.

“To ask a favor. Don’t die, please? At least, not yet. I want to be the one to kill you, and I want to do it while you are at your best.” This was odd, he just praised me for being the best meal around, and he wanted to wait?

“Well, you can be damn sure that I won’t die, and in the end, I will be the one to kill you, you damned freak.” I replied. He chuckled, and stood up. With a little wave, he walked to the back of the car, opened the door, and left. I shuddered, knowing full well what that thing could have done.

“Crimson, what happened? Why didn’t you kill it?” Twilight asked, looking at me with tears in her eyes. She was distraught and scared, and I told her the truth.

“Twilight, I couldn’t have beaten him, even in prime condition. That was the strongest Hollow I have ever met. It was a Vasto, and it has the ability, as far as I am aware, to destroy Canterlot and Ponyville with a single attack.” As I explained this, she looked forlorn.

‘Apparently, she thought you were the strongest thing ever! I find that to be rather hilarious!” Reaper started to laugh, and receded before I could retort. I looked at Twilight, and knew she understood. Just yesterday, she found out that there was somepony stronger than the princesses. It would make sense that there was something out there even stronger. We took our seats, me next to the window and her next to me. She got close enough to lay her head on my shoulder, and she said something under her breath, which I didn’t hear.

“What was that?” I asked her. She looked up at me, no longer tearful, but with a glint of determination in her eyes. She was determined about something, and it was giving me a bad feeling.

“I swear, I will help you in any way possible so that you can defeat that monster. I will help you get stronger,” she stated, with fire in her eyes. I had to say, I admired that look. It wasn’t something I saw often, and that is because I’ve only ever seen it when I looked in a mirror. This was the look of someone that would do anything to accomplish the goal in mind. I chuckle and nod my head.

“Alright, I’ll hold you to it,” I told her. As she smiled, though, I poked at her and stated, “But, you better keep up.” She only nodded, and laid her head back on my shoulder. I was content, to my surprise. I never thought I could feel so… right with this mare. She was warm, and- Stop, you idiot! You can’t get attached to *anypony.** For all you know, you’re immortal. Maybe not invulnerable, but immortal all the same!* I shook my head, and just to be nice, let her lay her head on my shoulder until we got to Ponyville.

As we arrived, we saw her friends get off on the car ahead of us (we would have sat with them, but there were no more seats). She rushed over to them to talk. I heard snippets of the conversation, but none of it was about the Vasto. She is keeping the secret, eh? That is good. All of her friends waved goodbye to her, and she walked over to me once again.

“So, shall we get going? I want you to meet my number one assistant.” I only nodded, getting a confused look from her, but she shrugged and started to walk. I followed, her, not knowing what to expect. Maybe I should have asked her where she lived, because I didn’t expect a fucking tree! “Well, here we are. This is Ponyville’s library, and where I live.”

“Ummm, doesn’t it bother you that it’s a tree?” I asked her, may voice carrying a chilling breeze with the words. Again, she was confused with how cold I was being, but shrugged again.

“Yes, at first, but now that I look at it, I kinda like it,” she responded. Great, now I get to live in a fuckin tree for Celestia’s sake! was all I thought before I heard a voice. I look to see what looks to be a small dragon coming out of the front door to greet Twilight. I wipe my eyes, just to make sure I wasn’t seeing things. Sure as shit, it was a little dragon. Oh, Celestia, what have I gotten myself *into?***

The dragon walked over to me, and greeted me with, “Hi, my name’s Spike. What’s your’s?” I looked at him, quizzically. I honestly was shocked to see a living dragon in front of me. “Uh, hello? Hey, Twi, I think I broke your friend.”

“No you didn’t, silly. He has never seen a dragon before, let alone a baby dragon.” Wait, *baby!?** He isn’t even an adult? Now I know I left Soul Society.*

“Ahem, sorry, but Twilight is right. I have never seen a dragon before. My name is Crimson Tide. Twilight has invited me to stay here until I found my own place.” Twilight shot me a look at this comment. I just stated, in a monotone voice, what was going on. That was when she knew that something wasn’t right about my demeanor, as far as she could tell.

“Uh, Spike? Could you go make some lunch please. I’m famished, and I need to speak with Crimson. Alone!” and quick as a whip, he vanished. “Why don’t we go to my room. I can tell something is off, and I intend to get down to the bottom of it.” Shit, my cover’s been blown.

‘Well, what did you expect, all of a sudden getting so cold, dumbass? I mean, I’m a fucking sword/soul that resides within you, and even I can act better than that,’ Reaper muttered scornfully. She only got this way when she didn’t approve of a choice I made. Honestly, she couldn’t stop talking sometimes.

We ascended the stairs, and entered her room closing the door. “Okay, you had better tell me what made you start acting so cold all of a sudden, or I’ll make you tell me,” she commanded. I had to say, if I wasn’t taller than her (only slightly, but still), I would have been intimidated.

“Why did I get so cold? So I wouldn’t get attached. If you haven’t noticed, I’m almost immortal, like the princesses.” This put a look of shock on her face. “And before you ask, no, it’s not because I find you unattractive.” This only made her mad.

“What is that supposed to mean?” she demanded.

“I’ve noticed how… flirtatious you’ve gotten with me. And that ends now,” I growled. She went through at least a million emotions at that point. Anger, guilt, shock, terror, sadness. And she looked at me, and began to cry.

“What… but… I-” she ended abruptly, and broke down. I didn’t know what to do, I was so shocked. I had expected her to get angry and kick me out, but to just start crying. I heard claws coming up the stairs, and Spike burst into the room. He looked at Twilight, than at me, then back at Twilight.

“What did you do to Twilight!” he yelled in rage. He lunged at me, but a lavender field of magic surrounded him, and gently set him outside of the room. “Twi-” was all i heard before the door was again closed and locked this time.

“I’m sorry, I just thought that, maybe… but I was wrong. You can still stay here, but please, leave me be for a little while, until I get all of my emotions sorted out,” she sobbed. I couldn’t believe it. She wasn’t angry at all.

‘Well, good fucking job! You managed to make the only pony beside you I like cry. Hope you’re happy, jackass!” I heard Reaper yell from the depths of my soul. She actually liked Twilight. And she hated everypony! I was going through some emotions then, mostly shock, but I was at a loss. It wasn’t normal. This world was changing us, both of us. And I didn’t know if it was bad or good.

As I was lost in thought, Twilight looked at me. She had almost stopped crying, and there were only sniffles. She was adorable. My emotions exploded, and I felt things I never felt before. Logic went out the door at this point, and i did the only thing I felt was right. I leaned forward and kissed her.

‘Well, I didn’t expect that, coming from you. Hm, shows that you aren’t always a cold hearted bastard.’ Reaper’s comment went unnoticed, as I kissed the mare that I knew was for me. I leaned back, and tried to explain, but her hoof stopped me.

“I understand, I think. You were only trying to protect me from the inevitable,” she started to cry again, only she started to cry tears of joy. “But, you decided to stop listening to logic, and listen to your emotions. Thank you.”

‘Wow, I didn’t think that you, the master of destroying and rebuilding souls could also destroy and rebuild a girls dreams.’

‘Shut up, Reaper.’ With that, I threw her to the side and we made way our way to the bed.

Chapter 5: Socks

Chapter 5: Socks

Lets just skip some time... lets say, a week?

Okay, so a week after I arrived at Ponyville, some strange bitch named Trixie came into town. She ran some sort of magic show, which I did not understand at all! She also humiliated Twilight’s friends. I almost slapped the bitch… than I remembered that she would most likely die. Long story really fucking short a couple of foals got an Ursa Minor, Trixie ran like a little bitch, and Twilight fixed the problem (she wouldn’t let me do it, something about an Ursa Major).

Also, Reaper and I finally managed to reestablish our link. I was right when I said Equestria was fucking with our original link, but that was sorted out. I also found out (by accident) that I could freely change between my pony body and my soul reaper body. Let me tell you, that is a story you don’t want to hear.

My mood had improved also… as long as I am in my pony body. I was still the cold, sarcastic jackass when I go soul reaper on some bitches, but as a pony, I was pretty cool. Still overly sarcastic, but cool. Twilight liked both sides, to be frank. Made for some fun in the bed. Reminds me of the day she got those socks…

Twilight, Applejack and I were having a picnic. Twilight needed some air, so I dragged her studious ass out of the library and made her get some fresh air. And, with a little struggling on Twilight’s part, we ended up at Applejack’s place.

“Sure is a nice day out, huh?” Applejack inquired. Twilight nodded in response. I was eating my fifth slice of pie and couldn’t respond at the time (Applejack made the best fucking pie. I always tried to make her give the recipe to Twilight, but she always refused). It was a nice day though. That is, until we all heard a “Hello darlings!” coming from behind us. I froze, and looked behind me, only to see Rarity, bringing what looked to be clothes with her. I turned around and looked at Applejack

“Uh, Applejack? Did you invite Rarity over?” I questioned the orange mare with an accusing look. She only smiled in response, and looked at Twilight.

“I got your measurements the other day, didn’t I,” Twilight said innocently.

“I hate you right now.”

“But you love me every other second of the day.” By this time, Rarity had finally managed to get over to where we were. She looked exasperated. I looked to see the clothes that she was carrying, and saw there were two different types, no doubt for the fact that I had, in essence, two bodies.

“Well, Twilight, how do you like them,” Rarity said. She didn’t even address me, which confirmed that Twilight schemed this whole thing up. I wasn’t all that surprised. She was always telling me that I needed clothes. She took it into her own hoof to get me clothes.

“I don’t really know, until I see him put some on. Crimson, could you try these on? I really hate to see you wear that cloak all the time.” I only looked at her with shock. “And if you’re worried about your cutie mark, don’t be. The Princess sent me a spell that should either hide it or make it look different.”

“Well, why don’t we try the spell first, then we shall see about the clothes,” I told her. I, for one, did not like the idea of playing dress up for the girls. Twilight, alone? Sure. But with Rarity and Applejack looking on? Not so sure.

“I see no problem with that. Stand over there, under the tree.” She pointed to the tree she was talking about, and I headed on over. No, I was not Twilight’s bitch. We just started to have a thing going, so butt the fuck out of it. We hadn’t made it official yet, due to obvious reasons.

She charged her horn, muttering under her breath, and with a flash, the spell hit me.To my relief, the spell worked, thank Celestia. It was changed from a zanpakuto slicing open a hollow’s mask to a hammer hitting an anvil. Now *that*, I can work with, I thought to myself. At least it wasn’t anything girly or frilly, ugh.

“Yay, it worked!” Twilight cheered. She looked behind her to see her friends and noticed they had taken cover. They learned fast, I’ll give them that. “Oh, come on girls, I’m not that bad.” You can be Twilight, I thought, not daring to open my mouth. “Anyway, let’s get the fashion show going!” This got a cheer from Rarity.

I tried on clothes in both bodies for what seemed like hours before I felt it. It was far, close to Manehatten I reckoned, and dreaded what was strong enough that i could sense it all the way from Manehatten. I had to excuse myself, telling the girls duty calls, and, carefully, took what I was wearing off, so as to not give Rarity a panic attack (she takes clothes way too seriously). The trip would take me awhile, so I made sure to stop by the treehouse to grab a bite to eat before I headed out. Reestablishing the link with Reaper means that she is always with me. Twilight had to make her invisible though. It would be strange to see an earth pony walking around with a sword.

It took me forever to get to Manehatten. Fortunately enough, the hollows, now that I knew that it was a group, hadn’t made it to the city. I found a group of eight Gillians walking, slowly, towards Manehatten. They would never make it. I reverted to my Soul Reaper body and got ready to fuck shit up

“Destroy and Rebuild, Reaper!” I wanted to make this quick. Gillian were generally weak, but always travelled in groups. They noticed me at this point, and the lead Gillian charged up a cero (a sort of attack that all menos can use. Extremely powerful and extremely dangerous). The Gillian never got a chance to fire it though, because I used soul slicer and cut them all down in one fell swoop. Honestly, they wouldn’t have been a challenge (too great of a challenge) without Reaper released, but Twilight said she had a surprise for me tonight, so I wanted to get home as fast as possible. So as I collected their souls, I sealed Reaper, reverted to my pony body, and made the three hour flash step marathon back home.

Due to my… abilities, Twilight decided to make sure the bedroom window was always easily opened from the outside. It was hidden in the leaves, so most ponies didn’t see it. They also didn’t see me arrive as the sun was setting. I looked inside, to see it strangely dark, and opened the window, to hear an intake of breath.

“So, your back? And here I thought I was going to have to wait for you until later. So, unless you’re tired, I still have my surprise for you.” I heard Twilight’s voice, but I didn’t see her. I wonder what she's got? I thought as a couple of candles lit up. What I saw amazed me. On the bed lay Twilight, and she was wearing a set of purple and black striped socks. The purple color matched the color of her mane, and the black was, well, black.

“Uh, you look… nice?” I was at a loss for words. She didn’t just look nice, she looked amazing! “Uh, I mean, you look beautiful. Heh, yeah, I kinda lost my train of thought.”

“Oh, that’s quite alright,” she laughed. “I was expecting that kind of reaction. Now, why don’t you meander on over here and take these socks off, hm?” I was eager to comply, but held myself in check. I didn’t want to rush things. As far as I was aware, neither of us had real life experience. I found out Twilight read a lot of smut, but what kind or what was involved in said smut, I would not know till later.

“Well, lay on your back, and maybe I will,” I told her lowly, walking closer. She shook with delight, and rolled onto her back. She covered her marehood by crossing her back hooves and held her fore hooves above her, bent like a dog wanting a belly rub. That’s hot. I was close enough to the bed now, so I climbed on top of it and, with a little maneuvering, stood over her. I could see her shivering with delight at the prospect of what was about to happen, but I decided to take this slow and tease her a little bit.

“Well, are you just going to stand there and admire the view,” at this point, my second sword was unsheathing itself, “or am I going to have to make you take these socks off?” With that, she raised her right fore hoof. I did the gentlecolt thing and took the end in my mouth, and slowly started pulling. “Hey, I want you to go a little faster. I’ve been waiting all day for this.”

I released the sock and looked at her. “I will go as fast as I like. You can wait a couple of minutes if you’ve been waiting all day,” I stated. and not waiting for a reply, I continued to slowly pull her sock off. As I was doing this, I raise my left fore hoof and started to rub her stomach. She loved belly rubs, and I usually gave in when she asked for them. I was rewarded when a moan of pleasure emitted from her mouth. I continued this until, about thirty seconds later, I got the first sock off.

“Finally.” Twilight didn’t waste an time with raising her left fore hoof, but I took all the time in the world to take off the sock, just like the last one. I also started to rub a little lower, making small circles with my hoof. She was loving every second of it. “Uhn, ah, ha.” With her moans of delight filling the air, I finally pulled off the second sock. She looked at me through lidded eyes, and smiled that beautiful smile. “Well, aren’t you going to get the other two?”

“But then who will rub your belly? I’m not sure I can handle-” I felt something on my sword. I looked down and saw a lavender field enveloping it, and noticed that it was slowly moving. “I see how it is. A race, then?” Her only response was a nod. I grinned, and moved back till I was looking at the other two socks. Her back hooves were still crossed, bit more loosely, and I could easily see her nether lips. She was quite moist, and as I looked, she winked once, twice, and a third time. She was more then ready, but I wanted to tease her a little while longer.

I looked at her hooves again, and went for the left hoof. I grabbed it with my teeth again, and pulled slowly, while using my right hoof to rub her above those luscious nether lips, and she moaned louder. Her aura on my shaft started to move faster, but it felt weaker. Aha, I’ve got you now. I finished with the sock, and moved on to the next one with haste, but left my hoof where it was. I had increased the pace that I rubbed her, though, and her aura weakened even further. I win again, was all I thought before the aura’s strength came back, with a vengeance. I looked at her with a look of wonder, and she grinned at me. “Who said I was out of this?”

She was full of surprises, I tell ya. I did not expect her to put more into the field that was massaging me, but it felt good. I wasn’t about to give up though, and I suddenly went for her lips, and taking a quick glance, saw my target. Her clit, a good sized one, was poking out. I grinned a mischievous grin, and finishing with the last sock, I attacked her folds with my mouth and tongue. She wasn’t expecting it, and almost lost control. She managed to keep control, but only just. I didn’t care though, I was relishing in her sweet juices. She tasted wonderful, so wonderful I couldn’t describe it. My tongue explored her inner folds, and she groaned, trying to suppress a cry of pleasure.

“Hnn, your, ah, cheat, OH, cheating!” she yelled at me. I could say the same for you, jacking me off like this, I wanted to say, but I was too busy pleasuring her with my tongue, so I thought it instead. I rigorously attacked her with my tongue, and she was starting to lose herself again. This time though, she lost it completely, and came. A sweet waterfall of women juices greeted my tongue, and I licked as much as I could. “Oh, sweet Celestia, that was wonderful. But I lost, so I guess you can have your way with me tonight. Be gentle though.”

“Who said you had any say in it. You and I both know you like it rough, and I intend to pleasure you until you pass out.” With that, I positioned my shaft in front of her carnal entrance, and, despite what I told Twilight, entered slowly. Celestia, she was tight, and I was still a little sensitive. “Ugh, I may come before I get started. I blame you for playing with me.” I held my own, and continued to push into Twilight.

` She moaned and groaned as I continued to push inside of her. She looked at me and smiled again. I loved that smile. Unfortunately, Twilight’s had other ideas. She looked at me, and smiled her sweet little smile. I also saw the mischievous glint in eyes, and that was when I knew she had something on her mind. Her horn glowed lavender, and I felt my hips thrusted forward forcefully, due of her magic. I ended up fully hilted in her snatch, the end of my rod almost penetrating her womb.

“OH SWEET CELESTIA YES!!!!” Twilight screeched. I didn’t intend to shove in like that, but she seemed to enjoy it. That gave me an idea. A terrible idea. I loved terrible ideas, especially in bed. “Uh, Crimson, why did you stop… and you’re giving me a strange look-” Twilight started to say before it dawned on her. “OH, so you have a terrible idea, huh? Go for it, you studly colt.”

That’s all I needed to hear. I pulled almost my entire length out, and slammed into her again. I was rewarded with another scream of ecstasy. I continued to do this until I got a good rhythm going.

This went on for a few minutes, but I was feeling the end was near. I looked at Twilight, and almost laughed at the sight. Her eyes were crossed, and her tongue hung out of the side of her mouth. She was loving the treatment I was giving her, and I could tell she was going to come soon. With this realization in mind, I picked up the pace. She didn’t make too much noise though, being so far gone in pleasureland.

I was reaching my climax, when I heard her scream unexpectedly. I was still watching her face, and saw that her horn was starting to light up with sparks. Oh dear Celestia, I have never gotten her to horngasm before. I hear it’s tasty… I think I’m going to get a taste, I thought to myself. Still rutting Twilight, I reached over with my mouth, and enclosed the tip of her horn with my mouth. As soon as I did this, she came again, and her horngasm blew into my mouth. It tasted wonderful. It reminded me of her mare juices. I was never able to place what it tasted like, but all I knew was that it tasted amazing.

Fortunately, I was on the edge for awhile, and decided to stop holding back. With one last, powerful thrust, I came into Twilight. I sent three spurts into her womb, then pulled out to spurt the rest all over her. The first stream of cum landed on her face, the next onto her chest, and the last few covered her stomach. Unfortunately, I could only last one orgasm, so I was spent.

As I promised Twilight, I fucked her until she passed out. This wasn’t the first time, and wouldn’t be the last time either. I have only been in Equestria for a week, and I had already gotten used to sleeping with a cum covered Twilight (she has some strange fetishes. Probably whatever she is reading in those books or whatever).

I gently moved her onto her side, and lay myself behind her, nuzzling up to her back. She was warm, and soft. I pulled the blanket up over us, and drifted into sleep. Before I fell asleep though, I wondered what she was going to plan for the next time we have sex.

Chapter 6: Discord

Chapter 6: Discord

Discord. That name always makes me shiver. Still can’t believe he was able to escape, although, it doesn’t surprise me. The shit that ancient Draconequus can do freaks me the fuck out. I mean, seriously, cotton candy clouds that rain chocolate milk? It’s not natural.

Anyway, I’m getting off topic. So, the day Discord decides to rear his ugly head was one of the days I wasn’t home. I was out in Stalliongrad, taking care of a Judchas. It was strong, and the battle lasted for a good two hours, but I managed to kill it, take it’s soul, and save all the ponies in Stalliongrad, with little collateral. At this point, my presence was but a rumour in Equestria. That didn’t stop the God of Chaos from knowing I was here.

“Why, hello there. I’m afraid I haven’t met you yet,” I heard in the air, and in my head. “Well, isn’t this interesting. Alive, yet dead. I wonder how long you will actually live.”

‘Crimson, there is this... thing in your soul. It looks awful, and he’s kind of a jackass. Oh, and he’s going through your lame excuse for memories.’ Once Reaper alerted me to the intruder, even though I didn’t know that it was possible (except for Pinkies case. Found her in there more than once), I stopped where I was and entered my “soul”

Now, my soul is a black place with nothing. I mean, nothing. What I found was indescribable. A strange serpentine creature was just floating around, like it owned the place. I reverted to my soul reaper body, and confronted him.

“Who, and what, the hell are you? And how in Celestia’s name did you get in here?” It was a strange creature indeed, but one I faintly remember seeing before. It had the head of a pony, right paw of a lion, left claw of an eagle, right leg of a goat, left leg and tail of a dragon, different colors. It also had two different horns, what looked to be a twisted unicorns horn and antlers. I recognized him almost as soon as I got a good look. “Discord!”

“Ah, yes, you actually recognized me. Well, that isn’t really surprising, considering you were only born 100 years after my demise. A time when Celestia was still in the works of trying to make sure her precious ponies didn’t know of my existence.” He looked at me at this point, with a glint of malice in his eyes. “You see, I am not here to play games with you though. I have a proposition for you.”

“I don’t give a damn about you proposition. How did you get in here, for the last time. And where the hell is Reaper?”

“Oh, that hooded figure that wanders around here? I have her on lockdown for now. I know what you two are capable of. And, although you can’t outright kill me, you can make my day very bad. And don’t interrupt me until I’m done talking.” I stood there, in shock. He contained Reaper? How? Was the only thought that crossed my mind before he continued.

“You see, I intend to take Equestria back from those insufferable sisters. I also know that they cannot use the Elements anymore, but I have to deal with the current wielders-

“If you so much as touch a HAIR on Twilight’s head, I WILL kill you. You forget, you have a SOUL, and if you’ve been sifting through my memories, you will find that NO soul is safe from Reaper and I,” I growled, yelling at certain points. He stopped, dead in his tracks, and looked at me, with genuine fear in his eyes. I had called him out from his bluff, and he knew he was in serious danger.

“Yes, I see,” he muttered, collecting himself. “Anywho, as I was saying, I have to deal with those six ponies. I won’t kill them!” he almost yelped as I glared at him. “I just intend to make them lose their spirit. Even now, I have corrupted Applejack, and will eventually move on to Pinkie Pie. This has nothing to do with my proposition, except that I will not kill anypony. No, what I need is for you to, if I win this little game, continue to protect Equestria. I will not hinder you in any way, nor do I intend to stop you. Those, ugh, Hollows, tend to be a claw full.” With that, he filled his claw with popcorn. “Want some?” I didn’t respond. “Oh, you’re no fun. That is the proposition. I will even return the girls to their original state once I hide the Elements for good, so I don’t have to worry about being turned to stone again. Do we have a deal?”

“No, and I think you overstayed your welcome. Oh, and if you think you contained Reaper, think again, you bastardized monster.” I held up my hand, and with a snap of my fingers, expelled the God from my realm.

I opened my eyes to see the so called God reeling from being forcibly removed from my soul. He was utterly shocked, and, once he gained his bearings, looked at me. He was horrified, and I intended to give him a reason to be.

“Destroy and Rebuild, Reaper!” I summoned her, and Discord, for what it was worth, screamed like a little filly. This was going to be fun. I lunged at the Draconequus, arcing my scythe from the upper right. Unfortunately, with a snap of his fingers, Discord produced a staff of some sort and blocked me. He is considerably stronger than I imagined. I will have to take a different approach. I finished my thought, only for him to throw me off, but that didn’t stop me. Using the momentum, I quickly rotated Reaper, and brought her around the lower left from behind my back. I heard another snap, and he vanished before I could land a hit.

“Now now, we don’t play with sharp objects. You are much too young,” he mocked me from behind, and before I could dodge, he hit me with one end of the staff. I had clearly underestimated him, but I intended not to make make the same mistake twice. I quickly moved in a flash away from him, making a quick one-eighty, sliding across the non-existent ground that I was standing on. For what it’s worth, I felt no pain from his strike (later, I learned that the damn staff was made of chocolate. Seriously, what the actual fuck).

“Look who is talking. You’re using a damned staff, to fight me, when I have an effective pole-arm. That is a little one sided, even if you can teleport.” A thought crossed my mind as I was speaking. I was wide open, and he didn’t attack me. It was confusing, but at least he left me with an option. His stance was poor, sagged and uninterested. He was also focusing on something else, due to the glazed look in his eyes. It looked as if he was fighting with pure instinct and adrenaline alone (if the draconequus had adrenaline glands at least). “What’s wrong? You should know that instinct alone can’t compete with a trained and seasoned killer.”

“Oh, I am quite aware of such a fact. The thing is, I have been multi-tasking this entire time. As we speak, I have finished breaking the spirits of the bearers, to include Twilight. When you get home, she will be nothing but-” He angered me to no end with what said, and I was on him in an instant. I interrupted him with a kick to the left side of the head, sending him rocketing down to the ground. Before he could even recover, I was below him in an instant, delivering another kick to the area between his mismatched wings. I heard an audible crack, and I knew that I had at least realigned his vertebrae. He stopped mid air, and I proceeded to grab his throat with my left hand.

“What did I tell you,” I growled. I stared into his eyes, and I saw pure terror. “I distinctly remember saying that if you so much as touch a precious HAIR on her head, that I was going to KILL YOU!” I was enraged, my vision going red. “You will not see another day in Equestria, EVER!” I threw him to the side, not even wanting to take his disgusting soul any longer, and promptly yelled, “Shakkaho!” An explosion rang out across the surrounding area, and I saw that I had blown off his head. Or, to be more precise, what I figured was his head. What I saw was shocking.

He had tricked me. He was never there in the first place, it seemed. All along, I was fighting a puppet of his own design. I watched as it was consumed by the red flames, and the ashes blew away in the wind.

*Oh, come on. Did you really believe that I would fight you myself? HA! What a riot!* He laughed at me, in my head. *Well, at least that distracted you long enough so you couldn’t save your precious marefriend and her lackeys. By now, I have taken control of Equestria, and made Ponyville it’s new capital! Anyway, I have chaos to wreck. Ta ta!”

I was confused. The guy was able to make the girls lose their motivation and made sure to distract me. I clearly underestimated him, but I feel that the fear in his eyes, although an act, was real. Either he didn’t know anything about me, or he had a soul, which made him vulnerable to Reaper. It didn’t make sense, but Reaper had a few words to say about it.

‘That damned freak thinks he can taunt us!? I want you to go show that hybrid motherfucker that we are not to be trifled with. I want his head on a platter!’ she literally screamed in my head. I already had a headache, and didn’t want it to evolve into a migraine.

‘Hey, stupid! I’m calling the shots.’ I scolded her. ‘Who’s the soul reaper in this relationship?’

‘You are…’ She then muttered, just enough so I could hear it, ‘Bastard. Can’t even kill a “God”’

“I heard that! Shut your mouth!” I didn’t mean to at the time, but I said it aloud. Unbeknownst to me immediately, a very familiar gray pegasus mailmare was flying by and spotted me. She flew over to me and yelled out my name. How she knew who I was at the time, I don’t know. But I noticed at that moment, and yelled out, “Shit!” before she tackled me, mid-air, and hugged me.

“Wow, Crimson, I didn’t know you could fly!” Exclaimed a very excited Derpy. “And you look really cool! Can you teach me how to do that?”

“Hey! I didn’t see you flying there Derpy. Unfortunately, I don’t know if you can look as “cool” as I do, but, I need you to keep this a secret, okay?” I explained to her. I didn’t get my hopes up though. She was a nice girl, and a good mailmare. Unfortunately, she seemed to forget everything else important when it didn’t come to her daughter, Dinky.

“Aww, ok. Why don’t you want anyone else to know? And why do you have a giant scythe?” she looked at me with a questioning look in her eyes.

“Well, I can’t have too many people knowing what I can do, ok? It’s my duty to protect all of Equestria from these special monsters that only I can make go away. Now, if you have anymore questions, you can ask me, in private, at home.” I really needed to get back to Ponyville, and I was worried. Also, the fact that Derpy, of all mares, found me out made me worried. I needed to be there for damage control.

Reluctantly, she let me go. I waved to her and turned around, making my escape to Ponyville, knowing that what had just transpired was going to bite me in the ass later. I didn’t care at the time though, that was future Crimson’s problem (hey, i adopted the phrase from Spike. He really seemed to like using it). I digress though. I heard Derpy flap her wings and fly off, probably in the middle of an important delivery, and continue on my course to Ponyville.

Luck was on my side as I didn’t meet any more pegasi on my way. I managed to make it to Ponyville within the hour, with the expenditure of most of my energy in the process (Look, I just fought a fairly powerful Judchas, Discord’s puppet, which took me off guard, and then made a two hour trip into an hour. I was fucking tired, and still intended to confront Discord. If anyone besides Reaper tells me I don’t have cojones of steel, they have another thing coming). I looked around the town and was shocked at what I saw. There were clouds made of cotton candy, raining chocolate milk of all things. The roads were tiled with pink and purple, and some of the buildings were floating, some of those upside down. It didn’t look good, let me tell you. I think I even saw a stallion being… handled by vines in some alleyway (it gave me some ideas for later, but with Twilight on the receiving end).

I saw the girls then, and ran over to them. At this point, I didn’t care what I looked like. I could always attribute it to Discord’s magic as soon as I entered town. Beforehand, everything seemed fairly calm outside of town limits. I noticed that they had the Elements, but a certain rainbow maned stunt pegasi was missing.

“Crimson! What are you doing here, looking like that?” Twilight asked me, looking at me with utter shock and horror. “Quick, before anyone sees you, hide!”

“Hey, calm down before you start to panic! Look, Discord is on the loose, and guess where we are right now.” Suddenly, it dawned on her. “Yeah, here we are in the center of the Chaos. Most ponies are panicking, and if they did notice, I could always lie and say that it’s an effect of his magic. Don’t worry, I’ve got this.” I didn’t mention the Derpy situation, so to keep her on track with whatever task she was carrying out. “Enough about me, what about you?”

“It’s bad. We all lost our motivation because of Discord’s words and magic. We all succumbed to it, and started doing things opposite of our Element,” she sighed, and continued, “even I fell for it, just as soon as I thought I had lost all my friends. Princess Celestia sent me all of my letters, giving me back the motivation to do what I needed to. That leads me to here, with all my friends, except Rainbow, back to normal.”

“I’ll tell you what I experienced later. For right now though, you need to get Rainbow Dash, and get out of here. I don’t intend to let this bastard live.” They all looked at me in shock. The concept of death by another’s hand was foreign to them, hell, almost all of Equestria. It isn’t all sugar and rainbows, ladies and gentlecolts!

“What! We don’t need to… take care of DIscord. We intend to imprison him in stone again. He doesn’t need to… you know, that.” Twilight was scared at what I proposed, and it showed in her eyes.

“Well, what if that doesn’t work?” I questioned her. As I asked the question, her friends were downcast, looking at the ground (in the sky in Pinkies case). They were thinking about what I had said, and the looks on their faces told me that they hadn’t thought of that. The fear in their eyes was apparent.

“Well, if it doesn’t work,” began Applejack, “what is it we can do? Ah don’t know ‘bout you girls, but Ah don’t want to be in a world full of Chaos.” Her words hit home, and the girls considered what I said again.

“Well, I don’t know… it could be better, if you think so” Fluttershy muttered.

“I am inclined to agree darling” Rarity seconded.

“But what about the cotton candy clouds that rain chocolate milk!” Exclaimed Pinkie Pie. Leave it to her to think about something that, although somewhat related, has nothing to do with the matter at hand.

“Yeah… anyway, if you would like to try this thing out, go for it. I’ll wait for half an hour, and if you girls haven’t encased Discord in stone, then-” I suddenly felt a presence. One I was hoping not to feel for a little while. Yet, it wasn’t normal, not by a long shot. “Celestia Dammit! Alright girls, you now have fifteen minutes to get your shit together. A hollow just appeared nearby, and I honestly have no fucking clue what kind it is. It’s strong though, and headed this way.”

Without another word, I left, leaving all the girls to go from confusion, to understanding, to pure terror. I didn’t even notice the little exclamation of disgust at how I handled the situation, but I did know that they got their happy ass flanks in motion once it all settled in.

I moved as fast as i could toward the unknown Hollow. From what I could tell, it was at least a Judchas, but other than that, it was a mystery to me. I never felt spiritual pressure like this before, and it was bothering me. I reached the zap apple orchard in Sweet Apple Acres, and that’s when I knew I was in deep shit.

I witnessed, for the first time in all of my time as a Soul Reaper, an Arrancar. I had heard of them before, but from what I knew, they were just, if not more so, rare than a Vasto class Menos. They just didn’t exist, for all I knew. And here, after only 3 months in Equestria, was a damned Arrancar, standing right in front of me. Arrancar are Hollows that tear their mask off of their face, in an effort to become stronger. This one had half the mask torn off at the bottom, with a single horn that was over his right eye. Another oddity was the placement of the signature Hollow hole, being more to the left then in the center. And finally, a mother fucking zanpakuto! I couldn’t believe it at first, but there it was, clear as day.

“Well, a Soul Reaper, here in this peaceful land, full of free food,” he said to me in a deep, raspy voice. It was really concerning that he was actually talking. Most Hollows forgo speech, and prefer their actions to do the talking. “I am going to have fun with you.” A strange, deep staticy sound and a minute later, he was behind me. Shit-

I felt him kick me, and a minute later, I found myself flying through the orchard, crashing through a few trees in the process (let it be known that each and every tree that was lost that day got a proper funeral). I suddenly came to a stop, with a spray of dirt. Damn, that thing can kick! I have to be more careful, otherwise I’m going to get my ass killed, and I can’t allow that to happen just yet. Unfortunately, I heard the strange sound again, and the mother fucking Arrancar was standing over me.

“I expected more of a fight. I can see you have your Shikai released, but what about your Bankai? I would like to see that.” I just stared at him, and contemplated what he said. I would really like to use my Bankai. Unfortunately, I haven’t obtained it yet. That’s a little discouraging. My thought process complete, I flashed away, high above the orchard. “We’re running now, eh,” he stated, obviously bored, “I expect more than a Soul Reaper that is afraid to fight-”

“Who said I was running?” Taking reaper, and spinning her in the air, I summoned a soul I knew could help out in this. “Revive, Reaper!” I slammed the bottom of the scythe on the imaginary ground that I stood upon, and with a flash of light, the Hollow I first killed in Equestria was summoned, and successfully (summoning didn’t always work, for every successful summon, there were three unsuccessful summons).

“Oh? This is interesting. You summoned a faux Hollow. I fail to see how that will help you though, seeing as it more than likely is as strong as you are.” That fuckin’ noise really gets to me, and, obviously, the Arrancar was in front of the Judchas. He was in for a surprise.

“Eliminate the Arrancar, with extreme prejudice!” With my command, the Judchas sprang to life, and punched the Arrancar, sending it flying.

“Wha-?” The Judchas was already on him, and beating the shit out of him. It was entertaining, but I had to intervene eventually. I’ll just wait until I feel comfortable with fighting the Arrancar to intervene though. It was too strong for me currently.

“You underestimate me,” I began, “I don’t create faux Hollow, I kill them with my blade and it’s abilities, excluding what I’m using now, and store their souls for later use. I create a body for them, and put their soul into the body, to fight for me.” Now that I think about it, I could probably use them for training too! Why didn’t I think of that before?

‘Because you're a dumbass.’ Quipped Reaper

‘I don’t need your shit right now. I’m in the middle of something.’ I looked again at the Arrancar, and notice that he’s probably had enough. With a flick of Reaper, the Judchas disappears. I appeared in front of the now beaten and broken Arrancar. His horn was broken off right next to the mask, and he had a few cuts along his arms. Blood trailed out of the left side of his mouth.

“DIdn’t your mother ever teach you not to underestimate your enemies?” I grabbed him by the throat, and held him up above me, looking at him. He looked at me with complete malice in his eyes, but he did nothing. “Now, in my time here, I have killed 207 Gillians, 23 Judchas, and countless normal Hollow at varying levels of power. None have stood before me, and lived. I had issues with the Judchas, but releasing Reaper usually fixed it. Now, you, I would classify as a low level Vasto if I didn’t know you were an Arrancar. That, and I could tell you were a Judchas before I got here, but I digress.” With that, I threw him to the ground, and watched as he recovered mid-air.

Our battle continued, but now on an equal level. It was a battle to last the ages. I would attack, he would dodge right or left, and counter. It lasted for a good half-hour, sometime in there I noticed that the Chaos disappeared, but I really didn’t care. I had something to kill, and I was having fun!

Of course, it had to end eventually, and during that time, Reaper recovered enough energy to finish it. I was ready to claim this soul, and use it for later use. I had just dodged, ducking below a swipe of his arm, and moved out of his range. I had one shot, and this was the time.

“Soul Slicer!” With those words, it was over. When I looked, I saw that I had cut him diagonally through the left shoulder. He was absolutely shocked, and I heard him muttering something under his breath. “What?” I questioned him.

“I never… got to… use… my resurreccion…” his final words spoken, his body started to dissipate, and I felt his soul enter Reaper. I was confused at what he said. What is a Resurreccion? I may have to summon him again so he can explain. Right now, though, I *really** need a fucking break. I’m at my limit*. Sealing Reaper and reverting to my pony body, I made my way to Ponyville, which was normal again.

I entered Ponyville, and walked around until I found the girls, who were all talking to… Dammit, I forgot about *Derpy!*** I rushed over before she said anything to the girls about what she saw, but as soon as I saw the glare Twilight gave me, I immediately turned around and ran in the other direction. I knew that we would have great angry sex later, but she was going to punish me too. I ended up having blue balls for a week. And everypony knew what was up. So, all-in-all, that was the worst day of my life!

Chapter 7: The Night Life

Chapter 7: The Night Life

The running of the leaves. Man, that was a lot of fun. Especially since I was up in front, watching Applejack and Rainbow Dash being so damned competitive about a run for all things holy. Now, I didn’t participate, because I would win hands down, so I ran above them. It was really interesting to see them go to such lengths to make sure that they won. The best part was how they thought the other cheated, and of course retaliated. Oh man, that was good humor.

Oh, yeah. I remember telling you last time that my cover was blown. Well, that is completely true. Now everypony in Ponyville, if not Equestria, knew who and what I was. And they accepted me with somewhat open forelegs. The ponies were nice and all, but once the Griffons found out about my presence, they flipped the fuck out. They even sent a squad of soldiers to try to kill me. Me, of all ponies! I was flattered, but sent them packing in ten seconds flat (Dammit, now I’m talking like Rainbow Dash).

So, Fall has come and gone, and it is the beginning of winter. I have to tell you, I always hated winter. I forgot about it in my time in Soul Society, but it came back with a vengeance. Another thing that I hate, is the snow. It just falls and stays there, unlike rain. Ugh, and talk about the cold-

‘Yo, Dumbass! You’re getting off track! Get on with the story already, ya fucking moron!’

‘Get off my ass cunt! Jeez, you aren’t my mother, nor are you Twilight.’ Fucking nags man, they never know how to get off your case. I’m lucky Twilight isn’t like that… all the time at least. She has her moments, but I love her all the same.

So, to continue my story. Hmm… Oh! I’ll tell you about my first time at a nightclub, and meeting the lovely Vinyl Scratch (Twilight kept getting on my case about taking our relationship to the next level. Evolving from the Coltfriend, Marefriend relationship, to a Colt and his herd). I didn’t know what a nightclub was at the time, but Twilight said it would be fun, so I just rolled with it.

We left Ponyville around six in the evening. It was a clear night, and the stars looked gorgeous. Twilight said not to get dressed into anything, so we both went without clothing. We got onto a carriage, which I assume was one of Luna’s (there were Night Guard Ponies at the front to pull it), and we were off. I told Twilight that we would get there faster if she had just let me carry her, but she wasn’t having any of that.

“I still say we should have forgone the carriage and you had just let me carry you. You know I’m faster than one of these carriages.”

“I understand. You need to understand though, Princess Luna offered the ride, and it would have been rude to not accept the offer,” she explained in her lecture tone. “Now, being rude is the exact opposite of-”

“I get it. You’ve only given me this lecture, like, twenty times already. And that’s the reason why I didn’t just take you to Canterlot myself,” I interrupted. Don’t get me wrong, I love Twilight, but when she starts a lecture, hoo boy, watch the fuck out. You’re going to be learning something, whether you like it or not.

“Well, if you would stop being rude like that, I wouldn’t have to constantly lecture you,” she retorted. She never really snaps at me, just retorts with a huff. “You know, maybe if I incorporated sex with my lectures in your case, you may actually learn something!” I heard the guards snicker at that. Bastards were listening us the entire time.

“Hey! You know me, the only things I think about is getting stronger and having sex with you. Oh, and Applejack’s pies. No other apple pie compares. Good thing you don’t make any, otherwise, that would probably insult you.” She was glaring at me. I really liked pushing her buttons, and knew how to get to her every time.

“You need to think more. Your obviously rotting your brain, not that there was much there to begin with.”

‘Shit, she got you good! Now I really want to talk to her.’ Reaper was with me at all times now, not even hidden. Why bother? Most of the ponies I know knew, and already had enough trust in me not to hurt them.

‘I don’t need you and Twi ganging up on me, especially if she doesn’t know it’s happening. Just shut up, for once.’ Reaper made a loud ‘humph,’ but shut up anyway.

“Alright, you win. Now, where are we going?” Twilight instantly perked up, and explained that she had gotten an invitation from an old acquaintance of hers, a Vinyl Scratch. She owned and ran the biggest and most successful nightclub in Canterlot. Apparently, it’s really hard to get in.

“Oh, this is going to be so much fun! I can’t wait until you meet Vinyl. Her stage name is DJ Pon-3 though, and she likes to greet herself as such to new ponies.” She started to explain something else, but I tuned her out and listened to the guards talking about us. It wasn’t good at all.

“- and here we are, ferrying the spoiled student of Princess Sunbutt. Honestly, we could be doing a whole lot better,” the guard to the right vehemently stated. I wasn’t happy, but didn’t let my anger get to me… yet

“I understand that, but what about the thing with her? It’s even worse, having to carry this abomination,” I didn’t care about that statement, but what he said next angered me to no end. “And, to top it off, Twilight is in a relationship with it. Isn’t that technically necrophilia?” If you ever heard of the story of when I struck fear into the entire night guard with a simple statement mid-air? This is that event.

“Yo, you know I can hear you, right,” I told them. They instantly shut up, and their ears perked up, turning around to listen to what I had to say. “Good, you’re not stupid enough to keep talking. Now, what I’m going to tell you is not a threat, but a promise. I hear you two slandering Twilight’s name, and that pisses me off. I am stronger than both of the Princesses,” here, they gasped. It wasn’t common knowledge how strong I was, “yeah, it’s the truth. So, if I hear or see anything that could be hostile activity towards Twilight, I’m coming for you two and the entire night guard. I won’t kill you, oh no, I will petition a new training regimen, of which I will be in charge of, and if I find that one or more of you can’t keep up, I will make it my duty to hire on an entirely new guard that fits my standards. Think about it.”

“U-understood s-s-s-s-sir,” they both stuttered out. Twilight looked at me with a questioning look, but I shook my head. She didn’t like it, but she knew I would tell her later. We really don’t have many secrets.

A little over ten minutes later, we arrived at the palace. We took a half an hour to arrive, but the nightclub wouldn’t open for another two hours. Due to how early we were, a guard promptly showed us to our room, and then escorted us to the courtroom. Princess Luna was sitting on her throne, waiting for a petitioner to stop talking about something or other. After the  petitioner said his piece, Luna smiled sweetly and, quietly, said she would consider his petition.

After that Nightmare Night (I was absent, taking care of a few normal Hollows, much to my regret) she toned down on the ‘Royal Canterlot Voice’ and quit talking in old Equestrian. That practice was only in the cities in my day, so I never had to worry about talking in such a manner, thank Celestia. (I’m getting yelled at again for reminiscing. Reaper is a real bitch sometimes).

We approached the Princess of the night, and Twilight bowed deeply. I just stood there, and watched as Luna tried to stifle her giggles. She found it amusing that Twilight felt the need to bow, whilst I just stood there.

“Twilight, thou- I mean, you have no need to bow. You are a friend, and I see you as more an equal. Your colt toy, Crimson, seems to understand such.”

“I am not a toy!”

“Yes, yes, we jest with thee. Anyway, I was hoping that I may be able to accompany you this evening?”

“Well…” began Twilight, “it’s just, I had plans for myself and my ‘colt toy’ partaking in activities that may not be your cup of tea, per se.” I didn’t know what Twilight was planning, but it sounded kinky. “Besides, I don’t want to ruin our friendship. You understand, right?”

“Of course, dearest Twilight. I think I know of what you speak, if your letters are any indication.” Luna knew? Or, at least, had a hunch. Never figured that out. “And you would be correct. It is, as you say, ‘not my cup of tea.’” Twilight sighed with relief, and hugged Luna. I honestly zoned out at that point. Whatever Twilight had planned, I was just going to go along with it. She never made me feel too uncomfortable before. And if I was a little… agitated, she always eased me into the activity. She has a lot of strange fetishes, let me tell you.

An hour and a half later, we arrive at the club. It wasn’t that big a building, to be honest. I could compare it to town hall in Ponyville, but seeing as it was the place to be, it was really hard to get in, if the line didn’t say as much. Luckily, we had passes to go in ahead of everyone else, and while Twilight is more sensitive to other ponies feelings, she didn’t even glance in their direction tonight. (she gets it from me obviously. Maybe I’m a bad influence?)

Upon entering the the building, I saw what looked to be a dance floor, a stage, with equipment set up, for what, I didn’t know at the time, and a white unicorn mare, setting everything up. By herself, of course. I felt that this was an injustice, so I converted to my bipedal body (earning a gasp of shock from Twilight) and approached the mare in question.

“Hello. I was wondering if you would like any help?” She looked towards me, but I couldn’t tell where her eyes were at, as she was wearing crimson sunglasses. “I noticed you doing this by yourself, which can’t be fair to you.” I heard a snicker behind me, which I ignored. “Where is the owner of this establishment? She should know-” the mare and Twilight started to laugh, which puzzled me.

“Oh man! I didn’t know your stallion was such a riot!” the white mare exclaimed after her little episode. I was really confused, and just reverted to my pony body. “Gah! What in the name of Celestia did you do?”

“Before you freak out, let me introduce you two. Crimson, this is Vinyl. Vinyl, Crimson. Yes, the Crimson that fights monsters that are normally unseen by pony eyes.” Twilight nearly sang. Introductions out of the way, I raised my hoof, more than a little embarrassed. I was about to say some incredibly vulgar things about Vinyl, to Vinyl, because I didn’t think she was Vinyl.

“Cool! Can’t wait to… get to know you better,” she said, looking over her glasses. Her eyes were a crimson color, almost as dark as her shades. I didn’t like the look she was giving me. It seemed… seductive in a way. “In the meantime, welcome to club Pon-3! I hope you have a good time, and no, I don’t want your help. My equipment is precious, so I don’t let anypony but me touch it. Got it?”

“Loud and clear. Where can I get a drink?” I asked her, and she pointed over to the bar to her left. “Thanks.”

“Hey, Berry! These two get all of their drinks on the house!” Vinyl yelled over my shoulder as I made my way over to the bar. I had plenty of bits, being the coltfriend of Princess Celestia’s student. Twi would usually give me an allowance once a week, for food and other miscellaneous things. “Oh, and Crimson!” Vinyl ran over to me, just as I saw Twilight teleport over to the bar. She intended to get wasted tonight. “Dude, bro, no weapons in my club. Bad for business.”

“I can’t really put it down, seeing as it’s attached to me through my soul. I can make it look as if it isn’t there. Well, when I say I can, I mean Twi can”

“Sorry man, can’t do that. No magic on the dancefloor or at the bar. The only place magic is allowed is on stage, and any enchantments made on the stage disappear once the target leaves the stage.” Well, that put a damper on my plans. Luckily enough, I had a solution.

“Well, from the sounds of it, Twilight has some plans for later. Could I store this where we will meet later than?” I only received a nod for a reply, and she teleported us to the mezzanine, in front of a door. She opened it, and threw Reaper unceremoniously inside. She deserved it anyway. With another flash, we were by the bar. Unsurprisingly enough, Twilight had already polished off five or six shots. Not wanting to be left behind, I ordered ten shots of sake.

When the shots arrived, I promptly set them in a line, and slammed each one down. I finished them in about twenty-five seconds, to which the bartender snickered. I heard him mutter something about how slow I had been. I ignored him, and ordered a glass of water.

Vinyl walked up behind us, and asked, “So, you two ready?” We nodded our heads, not knowing what exactly she was talking about. “Well, alright! Yo, Bubba, open the doors. We got a club to run!” The doorman, known as Bubba, nodded his head and opened the door, letting ponies until the room was almost full of them. He cut off the flow, ready to let more in as ponies left for the night. It was about to get wild.

I had already drunk ten shots before the throng of ponies were allowed into the club, so I was already slightly impaired. I think I had at least fifteen more shots myself, and another ten because some stallion challenged me. I think we wagered who would be Twilight’s date for the rest of the night, I don’t really remember. I vaguely remember being victorious, and maybe setting a record of some sort.

What I remember the most though was the music. Sweet Celestia, it was blasting to all corners of the club, and very loud. I wasn’t used to it, but I didn’t dislike it either. It was enticing, and, although Twilight is a horrible dancer, it seemed to work in this setting. I was probably drunk off my ass at this point, and this is all what I remember in my drunken haze. I was sobered up immediately when I was teleported to Vinyl’s room for the second, and last, time that night.

I look around the room, and I see Twilight standing there, with Vinyl. That’s when the smell hit me. I could smell Twi, and I knew she was ready for a good fucking, but there was another smell, of which I could assume was Vinyl. I spoke, “Twi, what’s going on? I hope you’re sober.”

“I have a self sustaining spell in this room. Whenever anypony enters, they’re sobered up.” Vinyl spoke up. “As to what’s going on, we have been keeping each other… company, and Twi here decided that you should play with us.” I only got a nod from Twilight, which I thought was a little weird. Twilight usually tells me that she’s going to play with somepony else, and invites me along later.

There was a knock at the door, and a drunken “Hey!” It sounded like Twilight. As I watched Vinyl’s expression, she seemed to… pale? I don’t know how she could get any whiter. “Are you going to answer that?” I asked her. She slowly shook her head no, and I just shrugged. The knocking grew insistent, and I looked at the door, back to a worried looking Vinyl, and back to the door. “Well, I think I’m going to answer it.” This was met with a pale blue resistance.

That didn’t stop me. I just switched bodies, and tore my way out of the aura. It seemed that Vinyl didn’t want me to answer the door, but with all the practice with Twi, I tore apart her weaker magic aura with ease (and I mean practice in bed).

I open the door and, low and behold, there is an extremely drunk Twilight standing there. She was plastered, to say the least. “Well, hello Twilight. We were just getting ready. What brings you here so early?” I joked. She shot me a glare, not at all impressed with my attempt of humor. She walked into the room, with an immediate transformation in her eyes. I had to venture to guess she was just as, if not more so, drunk than I was.

I close the door, and turn around. The pseudo-Twilight disappeared, and Vinyl’s body language told me she was full of fear (I couldn’t see her eyes. Those damnable shades hid them). Twilight looked like she was ready to pounce on Vinyl, and her horn was glowing. I decided to speak up, “Woah now, I want to know what’s going on before I get to watch you two fight,” hopefully it isn’t over me I finished in my head.

Twilight spoke first, menace lapping every word, “Yes, please Vinyl, we would like an explanation.” It didn’t look good for Vinyl. “Wait, what do you mean watch!” Twilight said, rounding on me.  It didn’t look good for me at that moment either.

I explained myself calmly, “If I stepped in, I could rightly kill one or both of you. Come on, Twilight, I really don’t want pony blood on my hands, of all things.” I saw a flash of anger in her eyes, but she seemed to accept it. Vinyl chose this point to speak up.

“I- I thought that- that Crimson need- needed a- a- a- a real mare. I wanted to try and… take him from you Twi.” The waterworks commenced at this point. “I- I- I- I’m sorry!!!” Now, at this point I figured out what was going on. I decided to let it play out for a little bit though.

Twilight was circling around Vinyl at this point, looking her up and down. After a good three minutes of this, she got in Vinyl’s face, saying, “Well, since you wanted my coltfriend so badly, I’ll let you have him.” She turned to me, with a mischievous grin. I didn’t like the look in her eyes either. They reminded me of the day she went crazy over one of her friendship reports. That was an interesting day, of which I just sat back and watched. “Now, Crimson,” she began, turning to me, “I am going to have you rape this bitch, and afterwards-”

“You can quit the acting now.” I had to interrupt. It was getting bad as it is, and I’m not totally into surprise scenarios. I especially didn’t like this situation. They both looked at me with wide eyes, mouths agape. It was funny, to say the least. “Yes, I know that you two are trying to play this whole ‘rape’ scene, but honestly, if you want me to ravage you for our first time Vinyl, all you had to do was ask.” I walked over to Twilight, whispering so that only she could hear, “Get the dick enlarging and copious amounts of cum spells cast on me. I want to have fun with both of you, and I know you like swelling up with cum.” Twilight smiled, and cast the spells.

As I felt the spells take effect I slowly approached Vinyl. I saw her eyes lock onto my growing length, I noticed a rather hungry look in her eyes and decided to start off with that.

"Well, I must say you look quite eager to get started.” I implied lustfully. She started to blush, and only nodded. “Well, if you want it that badly whore, why didn’t you say so before?” This got the reaction I wanted, if to a small degree. She looked at me expectantly, and turned around to show me her glorious snatch. But it wasn’t the time for that. “Oh no, my little slut, you’re not ready for this yet. Let’s get you warmed up, because I like my cumdumpsters ready to go rough and hard immediately. We wouldn’t want you to get hurt too badly, now would we?” I walked around to look her in the eyes. In a serious tone, I said “If I ever, ever, get too rough, you tell me to stop. I am being serious about not hurting you, alright?”

She hesitated, then promptly said, “I can take whatever you dish out.” This was permission for me to get physical. I decided then and there that she was going to be the first addition to the herd whether Twilight liked it or not (I’m lying here. I always value Twilight’s opinion).

With that, I returned to my original position behind Vinyl, and looked upon her glorious rump. It wasn’t as big as Twilights, but it was still quite inviting. I’m taking that later I thought to myself. Continuing around her, I inspected every part of her body, looking for points as to which inflict pain without inflicting too much crippling damage. After picking out where to strike, I made my first strike.

With a resounding SLAP! I had smacked her on the left cheek, which was met with a pleasurable groan from Vinyls lips. I smacked her again in the same spot, harder than before, which was met with a louder groan in response. I continued with the spanking, switching between cheeks every so often, until the skin beneath her fur was so red you could see it through her fur. She was already a little wet before, but now it was a fountain of mare fluids, and I wasn’t done punishing her yet.

“Oh, you are a naughty girl. I didn’t think it would be this easy. Slut, lets see how you like your mane being pulled,” which resulted with me biting a good portion of her mane and pulling. She screamed with anguish and pleasure, just the way I wanted it. I let off some pressure, but only briefly. I pulled even harder, and I could feel that some of the hairs were being pulled out, thinking along the lines of Shit, too hard! and relieved the pressure again. I looked at her face, but was surprised when all I was was her eyes rolling into the back of her head and tongue rolling out of her muzzle. I spit out what hairs I had (two or three strands) and moved back to her behind.

“Now the real fun begins,” I said passionately. I raised myself onto my rear hooves, and placed my front hooves onto Vinyls shoulders. “I want your face on the ground and that rump in the air, now!” She complied, the right side of her face resting on the ground, her lovely rump swinging from side to side in the air underneath me, waiting for some attention. I could feel the fur of her back on my member, and let me tell you, it felt grand. I lost control at this point, and lined myself up for entry.

Now, having a dick this size, I was used to the weight, so as soon as I found my mark, I started entering. It wasn’t easy, because she tensed up immediately. Of course, that didn’t stop me, seeing as her juices were flowing like a river. My member slowly, but surely, found itself deeper and deeper into the wondrous love tunnel that was her vagina. It felt amazing, like a virgins. Needless to say, she was tight as hell (still is to this day, with the help of magic). She was silent, with her mouth agape in awe and ecstasy. She was enjoying herself, or regretting her decision. Either way, I kept going, cause I didn’t think she was going to say no. I was right too.

“OH SWEET CELESTIA YESSSSssssssss.” Yeah, she enjoyed it. I wasn’t but halfway to her uterus yet, so I did what every patient would do and just shoved myself the rest of the way. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGHHHHHH!!!!” she cried out in absolute pleasure as I penetrated the second hole and entered her uterus. This was something she never experienced before either. “Please, give it to me rough and wild!” she yelled back to me. “ I don’t want to be able to walk for the next week.”

“You got it. I live to serve those I love, and future lovers as well.” I looked over to Twilight as I say this, and see the tears of happiness that start to flow, as the puddle around her legs grow from her ministrations. I mouthed the word yes to her, and turned to conquer the first of my future herd.

I didn’t play nice with Vinyl that night. She wanted it rough, and that’s what I gave her. I pulled out completely, and shoved myself all the way in with one smooth motion, making her squeak. I did it again, and again, and again. She stopped making noises after the tenth time I did this, lost in the pleasure of what I was doing to her. I continued to do this for a solid ten minutes, when I started to move faster and harder. Within the next two minutes, I was moving so fast and hard that even I started to feel light headed. It didn’t last much longer though, as I started to feel myself coming to the edge.

Within this time frame of me relentlessly pounding at Vinyl’s pussy, she came again and again until she reached a state of constant orgasm. My mission was almost complete, I just needed to give her what she really wanted. Cum, and a lot of it.

I approached my climax, and as I did, I could feel the juices flowing down my enlarged member. As soon as it all started, it ended with a bang. My jizz started flowing into Vinyl’s abused snatch, and wouldn’t stop. Of course, this is what I wanted. As I started to see Vinyl’s stomach expand from my cum, it served to turn me on even more. As soon as the first gush came, the second followed it, flowing into Vinyl, and not finding a way out, as I provided a sufficient enough plug for her hole. I came, like, three times, maybe four. When I decided to pull out, she looked to be about six months pregnant. As I did, one last spurt came out, and almost covered her entire back in my cum as a puddle of it comes out of her. Her backside fell into the pool of cum, completely exhausted. As she requested, she didn’t walk for the next week.

“Damn, and I really wanted to play with her more,” I mutter to myself. I wasn’t done yet, and my dick was still at full mast. With Twi’s spells, I could keep going all night if I wanted to. As I looked around, I saw that Twilight was sitting in her own mare-cum puddle, and the idea struck me. “Hey, Twi?”

“Hmm?”

Need some help? I know I do…” She only nodded her head in response. As I moved toward her, she turned around and assumes the position Vinyl was in. “No, I was thinking of something a little… different. I’m going to turn to my soul reaper body, and I want you to suck me off.”

“What!? I’ve never done that when it was that big, nor in the amount of cum you can produce. That’s just crazy.”

“Shut up, ya damned whore.” That got the response from her that I wanted. She loved to be put down when she was horny. “What do you, an uninspiring, worthless piece of trash for Celestia’s student, think you can do against me?” As I spoke, she started to moan and groan, more fluid rushing out. “Yeah, that’s what I thought, you slut. I run this shit right now.” She only nodded her head, and turned around with her eyes half closed. She wanted this, I could tell.

Without further ado, I switched over to my other body, erection still just as large and intact. I step in front of her and her open, waiting maw. She really was beautiful, and was more so when I was done filling her and covering her in my cum. I almost lost it too, but we enjoyed ourselves that night. Needless to say, that night wasn’t just the beginning of my conquest of mares across Equestria. It was the beginning of my Beautiful herd, and oh, how I love every last one of them.

Chapter 8: The Wedding

Chapter 8: The Wedding

        Now, I do remember the wedding between Shining Armor and Princess Mi Amore Cadenza (Cadence.) Well, at least the end of it, after a little crisis in the Griffon kingdom. There was a hoard of Menos attacking their cities, and, not knowing what to do, they asked for our help. Of course, they didn’t know that I was the subject matter expert, so as soon as one of them saw me and matched me to the description of the guy who harmed their soldiers, they lost their shit. But I’m getting ahead of myself (or, behind, I guess.) Lets continue the story

        I was on my way back from the Griffon kingdom, where I was sent at Princess Celestia’s call (she basically told me that I was needed to “help” the Griffons, but in reality, was a way to get a favor from them. She can be a sly bitch sometimes.) What basically happened, was, I went there, fucked some shit up, got berated for hurting a few Griffons, they attempted to put me in prison, ended up hurting some more Griffons, fucked up some more shit, and I left, feeling like my day was going to be all sunshine and fucking rainbows. Of course, I was wrong, and shit went down while I was gone.

        Supposedly, Twi’s brother, the captain of the Solar Guard, Shining Armor, was getting married to Twi’s old babysitter, Cadence. Of course, Twi got a bad feeling when Cadence wasn’t acting like herself, and tried to call her out on it, but unfortunately, it didn’t go so well. This is when I showed up, as I see all of Twi’s friends leave her and Cadence alone in the throne room.

        “Hey, Twi. What you up to?” I ask as I walk from behind the blinds. The, as I knew her then, pink princess jumped as I said this, and did a complete 180 to face me.

        “And just who might this… peon be, hmm?” At this, I looked this bitch straight in the eye and gave her my meanest glare. She seemed put off for a moment, but regained her bearings quickly.

        “This peon is my special somepony, and I would appreciate it if you didn’t refer to him as such, Princess Mi Amore Cadenza.” Whoa, I never heard Twilight put so much ice in her tone. She was pissed off, no doubt about it.

        “Well, that doesn’t matter, because he’s going where you will be momentarily” and before either of us could react, a sickly green light glows from her horn, and we were both consumed in a fire of the same glow.

        ‘Hey, dumbass, wake up!’ I heard a few hours later. It sounded like Reaper was trying to get me up, but for what reason, I didn’t know. Wearily and slowly, I opened my eyes, only to see crystals surrounding us. And I say us, cause as I looked around, I noticed both Twilight and a beaten up version of the same pink Princess lying on the ground. In a moment, I was on my hooves, and going over to Twilight. She seemed okay, and was breathing, so I decided to check out the other pony.

        As I walked over, she lifted her head up and looked at me. I thought she looked bad before, but just by looking into her eyes, I could tell this was a different Princess then before. She had no malice in her eyes, only sadness and pain.

        “Wh- who are you?” she asked me quietly. I decided not to answer right away, but I just examined her wounds and realized they weren’t as bad as I had thought originally. She was just beaten up a bit, more for submission than anything else.

        “That depends on who is asking. To some, I’m a protector. To others, a lover. To most, a monster. And to my enemies, death himself. How well attuned are you to power and sensing one’s level?”

        “I can feel you. That’s why I woke up when you walked towards me. That level of power isn’t natural, especially for an Earth pony like yourself.” She had a point. Most Earth ponies aren’t that strong in magic (or, as I described it then, power) at all. Hell, the strongest only reached the level of a low Unicorn. “But, I was wondering, what’s your name? And how do you know Twilight?” Ah, she knew Twilight. Before I could answer, though, we heard Twilight stirring.

        In an instant, I moved toward her, whilst shocking the Pink One. Apparently, my quick stepping is a shock to other ponies. Twilight slowly got up, probably bleary eyed and confused. Being “dead” already had it’s perks, like quick recovery time and ability to do as I please.

        “Ugh, what happened?” Twilight questioned incredulously. She was totally out of it, and I could tell that the only way for her to get sober would be to tell the truth.

        “Well, seems the evil Pink One transported us to some crystal cave or cavern thing, and I just met another Pink One, this one hurt, mostly emotionally rather than physically, right behind me. I was in the process of introducing myself to the injured one when you woke up.” About in the middle of my extremely quick version of a quick story, Twilight woke the fuck up and looked behind me. Of course, she didn’t like this Pink One either, and stopped listening to me. Running around me, she took up a defensive position in front of me. I was flattered, really.

        “Wait, Twilight, I’m not who you think I am,” the Pink One said loudly, almost in a begging manner.

        “Oh, really? Then prove it, Princess Mi Amore Cadenza,” in the same icy tone as she did before. Damn, she was scary. And sexy. Of course, this hurt the other Pink One, but she assumed what I assumed was a position of peace. What I saw and heard next, I did not expect.

        “Sunshine, sunshine, ladybugs awake,” and as she did this song and dance routine, I saw Twilight relax, and can only assume her eyes shone with realization. She joined Cadence, finishing with, “Clap your hooves and do a little shake!” Twilight ran up to this Pink One, only now I assume she was a friend, and bounced around, asking her if she was ok and such. I tuned her out as I looked around the cavern we were in. I was looking for a way out, but I didn’t see one that was obvious.

        “Hey,” I yelled back to the two. “If you’re a princess, how did you get stuck in this shithole? I mean, it doesn’t seem like something just anypony can do.” The Pink One suffered minor shock at the use of my… wording. Of course, she just met me, so she didn’t understand at the time.

        “Crimson, stop asking stupid questions and get us the fuck outta here. We have an imposter to get rid of.” At Twilight’s words, the Pink One almost lost her shit and fainted. Of course, she regained her balance and hobbled towards me after Twilight.

        “Whatever you say. You sure we can trust this Pink One?” I responded with a little malice in my tone.

        “First off, her name is Cadence, so don’t refer to her as ‘The Pink One’ again.”

        “Duly noted,” I replied sarcastically. I still call her the Pink One to this day, just to piss off Twilight, but Cadence laughs it off every time.

        “And second, she was my foalsitter, so I trust her with my life. Although, honestly, I still trust you more.”

        “Well, I hope so, seeing as I am your mate, amongst others. And you know what, even as our herd grows, you’re still my favorite.” This time, Cadence did drop. “I wonder what her problem is?”

        “Oh, she’s just beaten up, her wedding is ruined, and she learned that the foal she used to foal-sit isn’t a foal anymore. *sigh* I’ll carry her out.” It suited me just fine. Carrying Cadence and breaking us out of here, well, her dead weight would have been in my way. Besides, with her being slightly larger than Twilight, it probably would have required my entire left arm to do it (why the princesses are so large, I don’t know. Tend to make fun of them a lot).

        With Cadence in Twilight’s purple magic, glow thing, we made our way to my immediate left (closest crystal face wall to us), and I made my bodily transformation. With me ready to kick some ass, I called Reaper to my side. She wasn’t too pleased that I didn’t act till then, but I honestly didn’t care.

        ‘You always care, you just can’t admit it,’ Reaper interjects.

        I reply with a, ‘Shut the fuck up, you don’t know me’

        ‘Um, yes I do! How many times are you going to forget that we are, in all technicalities, one?’ Blah blah blah, knowledge don’t mean shit to me.

        ‘I don’t forget, I just don’t care. Besides, you’re wasting my time.’ Hopefully, this’ll get her to shut up

        ‘Whatever,’ is her only response. Success!

        I didn’t even need to try, and a quick use of shakkaho blew the wall to smithereens, and we made our way out quickly... unfortunately, though, the place was fucking huge, and a maze. I really hate mazes, especially the large, cave types. But, seeing as Canterlot sat on top of these caverns, I couldn’t just blast my way through (I mean, it would probably bring the city down on us, so, yeah).

        We wandered around the caves for some time, not finding an exit anytime soon, which was annoying, to say the least. We wandered long enough for Cadence to regain consciousness. I didn’t expect her to wake up before we left though, so it slowed us down some because of her injuries. It was annoying, and Twilight didn’t know many healing spells at the time.

        “So, Twilight, how big is your herd?” Cadence asked with a defeated look on her face.

        “Well, there’s me and Crimson, obviously, and then there is another three mares. Their names are Vinyl Scratch, Cloudchaser, and Ms. Cheerilee,” Twilight said with glee. “I was actually hoping to get a couple of my friends into it, but they aren’t interested. That doesn’t mean I don’t stop trying, of course.” She looked at Cadence with a mischievous grin plastered to her face. It was kinda scary, especially since, whenever her friends come over to visit, she tries to show me off, like I’m some trophy to be won (I am of course, but I never actually say it).

        “Well, that is certainly interesting. Now a question about your mate, Crimson. Why is he on… two…….” She lost her train of thought, realization hitting her in the face like a freight train moving at top speed in a straight line. “No way…”

        “Yes way, and I don’t appreciate you talking about me like I’m not here. Now, as to your question, yes, I’m the pony that protects Equestria from the horrors from beyond. Like just a few hours ago, I was in the griffon kingdom, where I-” I started to explain when I heard a very angry Twilight clear her throat. “What? She was the one who wanted to know.”

        “That doesn’t mean you give her an explanation as to why you weren’t here to help hours ago.” She was pissed, that was for sure. Suffice to say, the sex later was a whole lot of me on my back and her whipping me.

        “Ok, ok, sorry. Shit, not my fault Celestia sent me to help the bird-brains.” I got a smack upside the head with a magic hand for that comment, but it was worth it. As I rubbed my head, I felt something, and whispered “Are you sure we’re the only ones down here, Cadence?”

        “No, I don’t remember telling you that,” she responded.

        “Oh, so I was imagining that. How silly of me, cause I think we’ve got contact straight ahead.” And sure enough, just as I said that, I saw three earth ponies with an eerie green glow to their eyes. “Well, shit. How do I know whether or not I can kill those bitches?” The answer wasn’t easy for me, but for a certain purple unicorn, it was quite simple. Three stones rose up behind the mares heads, and slammed into the back of their skulls simultaneously, knocking each of them out.

        “You don’t have too. I can just knock them out. Can we get out of here now, somepony is masquerading as my former foalsitter, and I’m not happy about it. They are going to ruin my brother’s wedding, which I am also not happy about. And worst of all, they hurt my friend, which-”

        “You’re not happy about, I get it,” I cut her off. “At least I see a hole up ahead.” True to my statement, there was, indeed, a crack like hole in the ceiling, letting in the sunlight.

        “Finally! I’ve got some ass to kick!” Twilight declared with a grin plastered to her face. It was creepy, yet slightly arousing (not to say my sword unsheathed itself). In all reality, I like the crazy look she can get on her face sometimes. It says a lot about her, and how unstable she can be, and yet the stability she maintains, because of the people around her. I like that smile, because it reminds me of how much she needs me, and vice versa.

        “Now, hold on just a second,” Cadence began. “When did you get so… violent, Twilight? This isn’t like you at all…” She had a lot of concern for Twilight’s behavior, and it was not unfounded.

        “Um…” was Twilight’s only reply. She didn’t know what to say then, nor did she ever have an answer. It was not something that could have been easily answered, no matter the circumstance.

        “That doesn’t matter right now, the only thing that matters is that we stop the wedding before your hubby marries whoever is in your place. And that means we gotta kick the ass of some bitches, and in other cases, kill them altogether. I don’t like the prospect of killing anything that’s alive, so we’ll avoid that at all costs.” With that, I grabbed Twilight and jumped out. Putting her down, I jumped down, grabbed Cadence with an “eep” on her end, and jumped out.

        “Alright, here’s the plan. I’ll carry both of you to the palace. It would be faster that way. Twilight, I need you on my back, seeing as Cadence needs to be carried. I’ll probably carry Cadence like I would a puppy, albeit a very large puppy-”

        “Just what are you implying?” Cadence asked with a angered look on her face. “You think I’m fat or something?”

        “No, I’m just saying that you are larger, naturally, than most ponies. Besides, you’re more petite, and not in a bad way. It’s attractive, and I can see why Twi’s brother would want you.” At this, she blushed, but only nodded. With the plan set, I kneeled down so Twilight could get on my back without an issue. With her situated, and clinging on for dear life, I sweep Cadence off all four of her hooves, only for her to land in my arms, her head to my right side. She blushed like a wildfire, and closed her eyes. Now with the pinkest of princesses (yes, I call her that too), we were off and at the castle in no time.

        We entered the throne room just as “Cadence” and Shining were saying their vows. Needless to say, everyone looked at awe as I busted the doors open, quite literally, and boomed in a voice that put Luna to shame, “I object!!” The fake Cadence scowled at us, just as realization came to her as to who we were. I whispered to some old pony next to me “Is it too late to object to the marriage?” to which he answered, “Normally, no. But I can see why it would be okay in this case young’un.” I nodded my head as I put both Cadence and Twilight down, and began to speak.

        “That pink bitch right there is an imposter. I have the real Cadence with me. So, whoever the hell you are, why don’t you some over here and just give up, cause you lose!” I thought what I said made a lot of sense. I didn’t know that it would have the affect it did.

        “HAHAHAHA, you think you’ve won? I have a backup plan, just for this situation!” With a flare of green fire, the pink imposter changed into a black, bug-like pony… thing. It was probably the weirdest thing I’ve ever seen at the time, but hey, more was to come later. She turned to Shining Armor, and said to him, “Honey? Be a dear and drop the shield, won’t you?” Unable to resist Chrysalis, Shining Armor dropped the shield surrounding Canterlot, and that’s when all Hell broke loose.

        As the shield dissipated, more, smaller bug things came down from the skies, and attacked the citizens of Canterlot with reckless abandon. It quickly went from calm and peaceful to panicked and chaotic within minutes, and I met the unfortunate fate of getting hit squarely in the chest with a green bolt of magic from the big bug bitch. I was sent flying backwards, and through the wall on the opposite side of the hallway, to find myself outside amidst the chaos.

        “Well, shit. Might as well do something while I’m out here.” With that, I quickly got my footing, about fifty feet above the ground, and went to work. Moving faster than most of the ponies could actually see, I started by thinning out the bugs in the air. I didn’t kill any, though, seeing as I vowed to never kill something that was actually alive (I still hold that vow to this day). To kill the living was not my job, so I just knocked them out. After I knocked out the first few and made sure they couldn’t die from the fall, I made quick work. Or, tied to at least. Unfortunately, there were too many, and what could have been a quick job if there were only a couple hundred of these things, it turned into a hassle due to the couple thousand.

        As I continued to knock out the bugs, I noticed that Twilight and her friends were running around the castle grounds, doing who knows what. I was unable to see exactly what, though, as I met more resistance. Seriously, whenever I knocked one out, two or three more took it’s place. It was a never ending tide of black bug ponies, and it was annoying. Worst still, some of the ones that I had knocked out began to get up. Are you fucking serious!? I thought to myself. What does it take to make these things stay down!

        They were resilient, that much was sure. I wasn’t making any headway with putting them down until a more, permanent solution could be found, so I just went back to the castle, only to find cocoons with ponies inside them everywhere. Holy shit, how long have I been outside? I had an answer to my question when Twilight and her friends were dragged around the corner by some more bug ponies. Are you fucking serious? Why do I alwayshave to save that mare? I didn’t even get a chance though, when I was caught in the sickly green magic field of one big nasty. “‘sigh’ Here we go again…”

        I floated along until I found myself back in the throne room, where a certain something resided. It looked at me curiously, and I saw another flash of magic. She looked at me in horror, and I found myself flying out of the hole I had made some unknown time ago.

        “Well, that was rude. I wonder what scared her, though.” It wasn’t long until a certain zanpakuto cut in.

        ‘You’re dead, remember? She probably noticed it when she attempted to magic you with something. You really are stupid, aren’t you?’

        ‘I don’t need your shit right now, but you do have a point. Whatever she tried, she failed miserably. Let’s go see her again, maybe I can throw her around a little.’

        ‘Good idea, just don’t think I’ll be helping you in this case. She is alive, after all.’

        ‘The fuck I need you for?’

        ‘Exactly.’

        With our brief conversation out of the way, I headed back inside, to see that the big bug was pacing around. She didn’t notice me immediately, so I hid behind a pillar. What I heard was… disturbing.

        “This isn’t possible. No living thing can resist their love being taken from them.” I wondered if that was what she was doing (I found out later that this was the truth). “That… thing isn’t alive, that much is certain.” She turned to Cadence, who was laying on the ground in front of her. “What is that thing, and where did it come from?”

        “I don’t know. All I know is that he is one of Equestria’s stalwart defenders, but he defends the living from the dead.” The big bug kicked the already injured Cadence, and turned to the dazed Shining Armor.

        “You know what that thing is, don’t you darling?” He nodded his head, the traitor. “Well, can you tell me?” He shook his head no, and redeemed himself in my eyes. “Why not!”

        “Because, Chrysalis, it’s a state secret, and he’s captain of the guard.” The one who spoke up was Cadence, and as she spoke, she started to get to her feet. “You don’t have to worry about him, though, because he kills things that are already dead.”

        “You mean to say he hunts down zombies created by necromancers? Preposterous!” Chrysalis only laughed at Cadence, but from Cadence’s stance, she was acting defiant, looking for a chance. “Besides, I killed him. He may have survived the first time, but I crushed him on his way out this time. HAHAHAHA!” I decided to step out of the shadows, and approach her. When she stopped laughing, she noticed I was standing next to Cadence, and cried in shock, “Agghh! You should be dead!”

        “Oh, I’m flattered you were thinking about me. But it’ll take a little more than a little squeeze to kill me, especially since I didn’t feel it.” She growled in response to me mocking her, and once again I was lifted by her magic. “‘yawn’ How boring. Are you crushing me now?”

        “Yes! Why won’t… you pop!?” I only laughed, and reached out with my hands. What most ponies didn’t know was that I could grasp their magical auras, and tear them apart like paper (Twilight taught me it was possible, just as long as I was strong enough and used my ‘natural’ earth pony magic). I grasped some of the aura, like it was cloth, in both of my hands. “What are you doing!? Stop, that hurts!” I ignored her pleas, and tore away her field, making her cry out in pain.

        “Well, it looks like I got the upper hand on this one. So, who has a permanent solution for the bugs?” I didn’t get an answer, because Twilight and her friends were bound and gagged, I didn’t see Celestia anywhere, but I could feel her, and Cadence was… crawling towards her hubby. “Uh, Cadence? What are you doing?”

        “I’m going to get my husband back, and get rid of these things for good!” She continued to crawl forward, and Chrysalis was getting back on her feet. I just shrugged my shoulders, and went to help her get to her fiance (they weren’t married yet, because of all the commotion). A few of the bugs tried to get in our way, but I batted them aside like the insects they were.

        We reached Shining Armor, and Cadence moved forward to him. She embraced him, crying, and shook him, in hopes to get him out of his stupor.

        “Shiny! Shiny, you need to get up, please! Get her out of your head, you need to fight it, please!” As she tried, Shining Armor started to wobble back and forth, starting to get his bearings. “Yes, that’s it. It’s me, Cady. Come on, fight her, please!” We heard a cackle, and I turned to see Chrysalis back on her feet, if a little unsteady.

        “You’re too late, little pony. He belongs to me, and so does his love.” She made a quick change in… something, and spoke in Cadence’s voice, “Oh, Shiny, don’t believe her, she’s-” I found a good enough reason to hit a woman outside of the bedroom that day. I do hope someone finds the tooth that flew out of her mouth, it was kinda sharp. “Why you little- no, no, that’s impossible!” I turned around to find what the she bitch was yelling about, and saw something quite extraordinary.

        Actually, it was pretty strange. Cadence had started to kiss Shining Armor, and both of their horns were glowing. As Shinings horn started to shine even brighter, a very loud ‘NOOOOO’ was heard behind me as a new shield erupted out from the couple, and expelled all of the bug ponies from Canterlot…

        The next day,amongst the debris of a battle we surely would have lost, two powerful ponies got married, and peace was restored. I also got a medal, for my bravery and shit, but I probably couldn’t find it for the life of me now. As for the Changelings (yes, I know what they’re called, I just choose to call them bugs, because they are mere insects as far as I’m concerned), we didn’t hear from them for another two-hundred years, when they tried a new, more peaceful approach. That’s another story, for another time. (I also scored that night, more to come from that later).