Reaper's Midnight stroll

.................Marcus...............
I stood in the center of a massive throne room, staring at Celestia as she sat atop her throne with her sister, Luna beside her. "Marcus Creed, you have been summoned before my court so we can discuss the terms of your actions," Celestia said, her voice full of authority. I just stood there quietly, awaiting them to pass judgment on me. I knew that my demon would start to cause problems, I thought to myself. "After the events that took place in my palace, we have decided that you shall not be executed."
"That's a relief," I sighed.

"However, you will not be permitted to leave the castle grounds," Celestia finished, a hint of a smile born of malice appearing on her lips.
"So where will I go," I asked.

"We have prepared a room for you here in the palace," Celestia replied.

"You mean the dungeon?" I asked.

"No, we have decided that you will be staying in one of the guest rooms. However, you will still be under heavy surveillance. You may have saved my sisters life, but i still do not fully trust you." I started to retort, but stopped myself. I didn't want to make more problems for myself.
"
Thank you," I replied, giving a quick bow.

"So you understand our terms?" Celestia asked, her voice slightly colder then before. I hesitated before answering.
"They are crystal clear," I replied.

"Good. I now declare this court session over," Celestia said as she motioned a hoof for her guard to step forward. He was a dark grey pegasus with dark green eyes. Bright golden armor rested upon his well built frame, similar to the others I had seen, but his chest plate had the image of the sun with two swords crossing it out. "Please take Mr. Creed to his quarters."

The guard gave a quick salute before heading out of the room. Quickly, he motioned for me to follow him. We walked through the castle halls in silence. Occasionally, we would come across a random maid cleaning something, and each time we saw one they almost fainted at the sight of me, but I paid no mind to them. I knew they were afraid, which in my opinion was a good thing. It meant that they wouldn't bother me.......

We rounded another corner, but as I turned to head down the next hallway, I saw a large, white object slam into me. It didn't hurt me, but the pony that was currently laying on the ground looked like he had just ran full speed into a brick wall.

"Why you stupid peasant, watch where you're going!" the white stallion yelled.

"I'm quite sorry," I chuckled before offering my hand to help him up. He froze when he saw the appendage hovering in front of his face. His eyes slowly began to move up my arm, then to my face. I moved my hand closer to him. Suddenly, he let out one of the most girly screams I've ever heard in my life.
"Guards! Guards! There is a beast in the castle!" he screamed as loud as he could. I just gave him a confused look before turning around to face the guard who had been leading me to my room.

"What's his problem?" I asked, motioning at the screaming pony currently laying in front of me. The guard just shrugged as he stepped forward.
"Excuse me Prince Blueblood," the guard said as he addressed the white stallion, "but this creature means you no harm. He has been ordered to stay within the castle grounds during his stay."

"Under who's orders?" Blueblood yelled.

"The orders came from Princess Celestia herself," the guard responded. Blueblood turned to look at me, his face full of annoyance and confusion.
"Why in Equestria would she dare let such a foul, disgusting thing into the palace?"

"What the fuck's your problem?" I replied. Blueblood cringed before turning to look at me again.
"Oh, even its voice is disgusting," he said as he jerked his head in the other direction, trying to avoid looking at me. I wanted to beat this little pony into a thin, red paste for the way he was treating me, when suddenly I heard a demonic voice echo in my head.

"Hahahaha! This guy seems pretty rude. How about I teach him some manners?" I heard my demon say as I felt my teeth sharpen.
"No," I replied to it.

"Awww! You're no fun!" I heard the demonic voice cry. I just chuckled before turning my attention back to Blueblood. He was currently rambling on about how my clothes were almost as disgusting as the creature that was wearing them. I frowned at the comment when suddenly an idea formed in my head.
I smiled devilishly as I opened my hands. I leaned toward the guard and told him to play along.

"What do you mean?" the guard whispered back.

"Just play along," I replied. After a second, a long, black scythe appeared in my grip. Blueblood jumped back and began screaming again. I smiled before slowly walking forward and bent down in front of the white pony. "Look, you stuck up prick, I don't have the time nor the patience to stand here and continue letting you insult me." I gently ran the blade of the scythe down his back. He shivered and began to cry. I leaned in closer to his face. "Tell me Blueblood, do you fear death?" He continued to sob loudly as he nodded.
"I'm sure you don't want to die, do you?" He slowly shook his head. "Hahaha! Good, now I will make you a deal. If you can get out of my sight in less then three seconds, then I wont kill you. Understand?" I asked, slowly dragging the blade across his cheek. He cried harder before nodding his head. "Alright then," I replied as I closed my eyes then quickly reopened them.

The white pony gasped and almost threw up. I looked deep into his eyes. "Run," I said before I released him. He sprang from the floor and ran down the hallway, screaming.
"Auntie! Auntie!"

The guard and I just chuckled as we watched the white unicorn run away. After we had quit laughing, the guard turned and resumed his walk. I quickly looked at a mirror that hung from the wall nearby. I quickly looked at my reflection and saw a faint trail of black liquid being absorbed in to my eyes. I then turned back down the hallway and jogged to catch up with the guard.

The sound of a large, oak, wood door opening echoed down the hallway. "This will be where you will be staying," the guard said, pointing a hoof into a dimly lit room. The tall walls were painted a dark grey and a large four poster bed sat on the far side of the room. I walked in and continued to look around at my new setting. The room actually seemed quite cozy. I kicked my boots off and flopped into one of the large over stuffed chairs that faced a large fire place.

I sighed in relief as I sank down it to the large piece of furniture. "Aw, this sure beats sleeping in a dungeon," I said as I noticed a mini bar in the far right corner of the room.
"I hope everything is to your liking," the guard said as he began to turn to leave. "There will be guards stationed outside your door twenty-four hours a day. Her majesty wants us to keep a close eye on you." I turned to face him, a small glass of brandy now in my right hand.

"Wait, I never caught your name," I said before he got a chance to close the door.

The guard was silent for a few moments before answering me. "My name is Silver Pride."

"Well, Silver Pride, would you care for a drink?" I said as I offered him the small glass of brandy. He stared at the drink for a moment.

"I'm on duty," he replied.

"And I don't like drinking alone," I replied. He gave me a nervous look.

"But I have to inform the rest of the guards," he said while pointing a hoof at the door.

"I'm sure you can manage on your own," I chuckled as I handed him the glass of brandy.

"B-but I-" he stuttered before hanging his head in defeat and following me to the two large chairs in front of the fireplace. I flopped down in my chair and watched as Silver nervously sat down in the other chair. He just looked nervously into his drink. I just chuckled before downing my glass in one gulp.
"I never even knew you ponies had alcohol in this world." Silver looked up from his drink and gave me a confused look.

"What do you mean, this world?" he asked. I just groaned in annoyance when I remembered, not very many of this ponies know where I'm from.
"Look at me," I said as I stood from my chair, "Have you ever seen a creature like me before?" Silver just shook his head, not before taking a sip of his drink. "Well, long story," I said before walking across the room to grab the bottle of brandy and refill my glass.

"I'm from an entirely different universe." I stood there, holding my glass and the bottle of brandy in my hands as I waited for his response. We sat in silence for a few moments. It seemed the only response I was gonna get was a look that said 'you're fucking with me'.

I just sighed before once again taking my seat. I turned and looked out the window and saw the sun setting on the horizon.
"There have been rumors about you," Silver said as he took another drink from his glass. I turned away from the window and raised an eyebrow.
"I've been here for three days, and I've already been arrested, then almost killed by a demon, and then thrown in a dungeon, and now you ponies are already spreading rumors about me. So, let me hear them," I said before taking a drink from my glass.

"Well, I've only heard a few things here and there, but most of the other guards say that you were a top secret weapon that the princess hid beneath the palace, and when i saw you, save princess Luna, I thought it to be true."

I sighed when he finished. "Ok, let me tell you the truth. Silver, I'm not a top secret weapon, and that thing you saw, save Luna, wasn't me."

The pegasus gave me a confused look before responding, "But it was wearing your clothes and everything!"

"Can we please not talk about this right now?" I asked.
"Of course," he replied.

I sighed before relaxing and letting myself sink into the large chair. I smiled before closing my eyes. I heard the guard climb from his chair and head for the door. "I'm sorry, but I must excuse myself so I can get the rest of the guards."

"You do that," I said, waving a hand in his direction. I heard the door close before opening my eyes. Staring at the ceiling of the dark room, I sat there in silence, the room slowly

becoming darker as the sun was setting. I need to get back home, I thought to myself.

"And how do you plan to do that?" I heard a voice echo throughout my mind.

"Please shut up," I responded, "I don't have the strength to put up with you right now."

"Oh, is the big bad reaper home sick?" the demonic voice mocked.
"Shut up," I growled. The demon chuckled sending shivers down my spine.

I stood up from the large chair I had been sitting in and walked toward, what I assumed to be, a bathroom. Luckily, I was right. As I walked into the room, candles sprang to life, filling the room with a cozy, warm light. I sighed before removing my trench coat and other clothes, then, walking over to the large bath tub in the corner of the room, I turned the faucet and waited for the water to heat up before slowly climbing into the bath. My muscles ached and my body felt broken. I moaned as I felt my muscles begin to relax.

"Oh yeah, that hits the spot," I said as a smile spread across my face. I glanced down at the surface of the water that I was currently submerged in.
"WHAT THE HELL!" I saw my reflection staring back at me, but it wasn't exactly my reflection. I growled as the face of my demon stared back at me, a large sharp toothed grin spread across his face. "What do you want!" I yelled.

He simply shrugged before replying, "I thought you would need help washing your back," he chuckled.
I groaned in annoyance before laying down and submerging my body completely. I opened my eyes as I laid there under the warm water. I heard my demon shouting at me within my mind, but I just ignored him and enjoyed the relaxing feeling that the warm bath brought me. After awhile, I dozed off not even knowing I had fallen asleep.
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I was standing in a large open field. I looked around, confused as I tried to understand my new surroundings. I spotted a large oak tree off in the distance. I could just make out the shape of a man standing under it. "Hello!" I yelled, but the figure didn't move.

I slowly walked across the large field, making my way to the large tree. As I got closer, I could make out the shape of a frail old man, standing in the shade of the tree. After a few minutes, I was standing six feet away from the old man. He raised his hands up to the hood that currently covered his face and removed it, reveling himself.

His hair was a light gray and cut short and ruffled. He also had a small, gray goatee. His skin was dark, resembling a farmers tan and his eyes were a dark, ocean blue. He wore a long, black, hooded robe and sticking out of the ground beside him was a long, old, wooden walking stick.
"Good evening," the old man said, his voice full of kindness. A warm smile was spread across his face.

"Um hello," I responded, "Who are you?"

The old man gave me an amused look before letting out a quiet chuckle. "You don't recognize me."

"I've never seen you before in my life," I replied.

"Well of course you never saw me in life." the old man laughed.

I looked at him confused. "Why is that funny?" I asked.

The old man chuckled once more. "Why wouldn't it be funny?"

I continued to stare at the old man in confusion. "You're not making any sense."

"Because there is no fun in making sense," the old man replied.

I sighed in annoyance. "Could you at least tell me where I am?"

"How should I know?" he asked as he leaned on his walking stick, "It's your dream, so you tell me."

"Wait, I'm dreaming?"

"Of course you're dreaming." he laughed. I shook my head. This old man has lost it.

"Lost what?" he asked, confused. "I have lost nothing." I gave him an amused look.

"H-how did you know what i was thinking?" I asked.
"Well, we're in your head, so your thoughts are my thoughts." he chuckled again before his face suddenly went from warm and kind to cold and emotionless. "But I didn't come here to hear your thoughts, I came here to warn you Marcus."

"Warn me of what?" I asked. He gave me a look that could cause an entire gang of bikers to run away in fear.
"There is a darkness coming to this land, and you are the only one who can hold it at bay," he said, his voice had grown cold and harsh as he pointed a finger in my direction. "You unleashed it onto this world, and you must imprison it once again."

"What do you mean I unleashed it? What did i unleash?" I yelled. The old man just stood there and stared at me. He had taken no mind of me yelling at him.
"You unleashed hell." His expression never changed nor did his tone. "You broke the watch and let them out. Now, they will do the only thing they can do, destroy."
I collapsed to my knees, my body suddenly felt weak. "You're telling me that everything in this world will die, and its my fault!"

"Yes," the old man replied.

"What, what do you want me to do?" I asked.

"Your task is simple. You must hunt down and collect all of the damned souls you released, but-"
"But what?" I growled.

He bent down so we could talk face to face. "You can't do this alone," he said, his voice was now back to its kind tone. His eyes were no longer cold and unforgiving. They held a caring embrace to them. "Your gonna need help to take these monsters down."
"Then help me!" I pleaded.

He shook his head. "I'm sorry, but my assistance is limited. It took me all my remaining strength to contact you, but you need not worry my friend, your students will arrive soon enough, and when they do you must do your best to help them and gain their trust. Do you understand?"
I looked up at the old man. My body was shaking and I felt cold and sick, but I slowly nodded.

The old man smiled before patting me on the shoulder. "I knew i made the right choice," he said as he stood up and grabbed his walking stick. "You take care of your self Marcus, and don't make me regret keeping you alive." He pulled his hood back over his head and began to walk off into the field.
"Wait! I still have questions!"

"They will have to wait for another time," he replied. "It's time for you to wake up Marcus."
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My eyes sprang open and I found myself still laying under the water from my bath. I quickly raised up and drew in a deep breath.
"Well, well, well, look who finally woke up," I heard a demonic voice echo throughout my head.

"How long was I under there?" I asked.

"About an hour," my demon replied.

"That's impossible!" I gasped. It suddenly hit me that the water had gone cold, proving that I been in here for awhile.

"You're a grim reaper and you're already dead, so I don't think you can drown," I heard my demon say as I climbed out of the tub. As I stood up, I suddenly felt very sick.

"Oh god," I groaned before emptying the contents of my stomach into the nearby trash can. I groaned as I stood back up. I had filled the trash can full of nothing but water. I picked up the bucket of fluids and dumped them into the toilet, flushing it in the process. I tossed the trash can to the side.

"Well, that was pleasant," my demon chuckled.

"Shut up," I responded as I slid into my boxers and black T-shirt and walked out of the bathroom. As I left, the candles that had once lit the room went out, leaving the room dark. I shuffled my feet across the carpet floor of the guest room. I felt around, trying to find the large four poster bed.

Failing horribly, I some how ended up in the castle hallway and found five guards in black armor standing guard out side the door. They all gave me a confused look before I slammed the door in their faces.

"Oh for fucks sake," my demon complained. "Here, this should help your sorry ass." I suddenly felt my eyes heat up and glow a dark green.
"What the fuck?"

"It's night vision," my demon added. I turned and faced the door I had just closed and saw five glowing green ponies on the other side of it. "You can also detect nearby life signs," my demon once again added.

After I was done admiring my new found ability, I walked over to the bed and crawled under the warm blankets. I yawned as I felt my eyelids become heavy and slowly close.

.....????...........

The city guard stood watch out side the city walls as the night grew late. A lone figure with dark brown fur in a dark, faded, red duster coat approached the gates. The collar of his coat was pulled up, hiding most of his face. His left eye was covered with a patchwork eye patch. His hide boots kicked up dust as he walked toward the city. He pulled a pair of hide fingerless gloves before sliding them into his pockets.

"Halt!" one of the guards ordered as he neared the gate. Joat the diamond dog looked at the two guards that currently stood in his path.

"Well good evening officers."

"Your papers," one of the guards said as he held out his hoof.

Joat just stared at the two with a confused look on his face.
"What papers?" he asked.

"You know," the other guard chimed in, "diamond dogs cant enter canterlot without the government permission. So where's your license?" he demanded, jutting his hoof forward once more. Joat scratched his head before turning the pockets of his faded red jeans inside out.

"I have no license," he laughed, "but I'm still going in there."

"Over my dead body," said one of the guards.

"As you wish," Joat replied before grabbing the guard's head and bashing it into the wall of the guard house. The guard grunted in pain each time his head made contact with the cold, hard stone. His partner just stood there and watched in horror as his friend's head was bashed open. Before long, the wall was covered in blood and brain matter and the guard was flung to the side. All that was left of his head was chucks of flesh. Joat smiled before turning to face the other guard.

The guard began to tremble in fear. Tears ran down his face and the ground was covered in a mixture of his dead friends blood and his own piss. Joat walked toward the cowering pony. Each step he took caused the guard's crying fit to worsen.

"If you would be so kind," Joat said, motioning to the gate. The pony nodded and crawled over to the gate and pulled it open. "Thanks," Joat said before delivering a punch that went clean through the pony's head.

He kicked the dead corpse aside before entering the city while whistling softly to himself.

...............Demon Marcus..............
I lay there floating around in the boring darkness that is Marcus's mind. He was currently in a deep sleep, which would leave his body open for me to take control. "Hehe and he wouldn't be able to fight back." I sigh as I continue to float around. "But what would be the point of me coming out? There isn't any fun to be had." Suddenly, a strong smell hit my nostrils. "That's not right," I said as I started to take control of the body. I stood up and headed over to the bathroom to put on the rest of my cloths.

I stop to look in the mirror to admire the beautiful masterpiece that is my face. I ran my snake like tongue over my sharp, pointy teeth. "You are one sexy devil," I said to my reflection before leaving the bathroom and heading for my window. I pull the curtains down to find a magical barrier covering the glass. "That pony wasn't kidding when she said high security." I chuckle before poking the magical barrier with one of my claw like fingers, the magical aura slowly began to fade into nothing.
"She really needs to put more effort into making these things," I said before opening the window and leaping out.

I landed on the ground with a quiet crunch before climbing to my feet and resetting broken bones. Why are these human bodies so fragile, I thought to myself. The sound of two guards talking reached my ears as they were coming around the corner. Thinking fast, I quickly leaped into the air and over the castle wall, falling on the rooftop of a large house.

"Well that was easy. Now, where are you?" I lifted my head into the air and try to sniff out that scent. I stood to my feet and started to look around. My eyes began to glow a dark green as I began to look for life signs.

Tons of green shaped ponies could be seen every where. "Come on, if you're out there, I will find you." I chuckle when suddenly my sight landed on something off in the distance. It was a faint red color and it almost looked dog like. "I see you." I began to run toward the red light that my night vision detected. Leaping from rooftop to rooftop each leap bringing me closer to my target.

.........Joat.............
"Where the hell did it go!" I screamed, causing the ponies on the other side of the street to flinch and run away in fear. The reaper's scent that I had been tracking had suddenly disappeared. "That's not possible! No reaper has ever been able to elude me, my tracking skills are unmatched!"

I began to punch the sidewalk repeatedly. "WHERE THE HELL DID HE GO!" I stood up from the small crater i had made and looked down at myself and noticed the red aura that had begun to surround me. I took a deep breath and cleared my mind. "Ok Joat, just calm down. We will find him and we will get our revenge. We just gotta be patient." -

BOOM!!-

A large explosion sent me flying through the window of a nearby restaurant. Ponies screamed for their lives as I landed on the back wall of the building. "What the hell was that?" I said before climbing to my feet. I flinched in pain when I noticed a large piece of glass sticking from my hip.

"Damn it!" I pulled out the shard of glass and flung it to the floor when suddenly a new smell filled my nose. It smelled repulsive and evil. "A demon," I growl as I made my way to the front of the building. I look up on top of the building across from the restaurant and there he stood. He was a tall, humanoid being in black attire with medium long, white hair.

"I found you," It said. The thing's voice was full of enjoyment instead of anger, which is quite odd for a demon. He just continued to stare at me with his empty eye sockets. The faint red glow in their center began to glow brighter before he suddenly threw the ball of energy that he held in his hand.

Acting fast, I leaped out of the way, dodging the ball of death by a mere inch.

"Oh come on! That was supposed to hit you!" the demon wined. I snarled before conjuring a ball of fiery energy into my right paw. The demon stared at my flaming paw before letting out an insane cackle. "You plan to use fire against me! AH HA HA! I was born from fire," he mocked.

I smirked as the flame suddenly turned into a dark blue flame. I charged forward catching him off guard as I slammed the ball of holy flames right into his face. He immediately jumped back, screaming in both rage and pain as his demonic flesh was burned away by the holy flame.

............Demon Marcus.............
"YOU CHEATING PIECE OF SHIT!" I screamed as I fell to my knees. "AHHHH!" The fire continued to burn away at me. My healing was no longer a gift, it was now a curse. As new demonic flesh would take shape it would quickly be burned away again by the holy flames.

I tried to stand to my feet, but was soon hit with another blast of the holy flames. I fell to the ground below and continued to scream. My enemy just stood and watched my feeble attempts to put out the holy flames that had now engulfed my entire body.

"MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOP! AHHH!" I cried in pain. I screamed for help, but it did not come. Suddenly, a quiet laugh could be heard within my head. It soon escalated into a loud, uncontrollable laughter of a human.

"You've gotten yourself into some deep shit," Marcus's voice echoed throughout my head. "Haha say please and i will help you."

I growled in pain, "Please help me."

"Since you said please." The flames suddenly went out as mortal skin crawled across my body.

..........Joat.........

I watched in amazement as the flames died out. "That, that's not possible!" Suddenly, the smell of a reaper flooded my nose. It was only for a brief second, but it gave me all the information I needed.

"So you're the one I've been hunting," I growled. The demon rose to its feet before popping his neck and giving me a large, sharp toothed grin. "I will kill you! I will kill all of you! I must destroy every last one of you!" I felt the hate flow through me, filling me with power.

A dark red aura began to emanate from my body, but the demon just continued to stare at me with that shit-eating grin spread across his face.
"What the hell's your problem?" the demon asked as he cocked his head to the side while giving me a confused look.

"Your kind will pay for what you have done to me, for what you did to my family." I snarled. "I will defeat you all no matter the cost!"
The demon stared at me for a brief moment before bursting out into a fit of laughter. "You, my friend, take yourself way to seriously," he mocked, as he wiped a black blood like tear away from his eye. "And what do you mean my kind? As far as I know, there is only one of me."

The red aura that had gathered around me thickened around my left paw as it formed a thick metal gauntlet with the glowing image of an hour glass on the back of it. "Get ready reaper scum, because its time for your punishment." The dark demonic entity smiled from ear to ear as he held out his right hand.

"Okay you retched creature I will play your game." A long, black handled scythe then materialized in his hand, its large, silver blade shifted to a dark crimson. A black like mist flowed from its sharp blade. The reaper chuckled as a dark grey aura began to emanate from his body forming a protective layer of mist around him. He bent down into a low
stance and motioned for me to attack. "Come on doggy, lets see what you got!"

I let out an anger filled growl, launching myself into the air and began to bring my gauntlet down on him. My target was that shit eating grin of his. "AAAAAHHHHHHHH!"

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Author's Note

well here is another new chapter for you guys i know its not as long as i promised some of you but i tried to get out another chapter as fast as i could and i would like to thank pileoblock foe editing this for me thanks for your quick and excellent work and i would also like to thank Joat The Everfree Reaper for letting me use his Oc go ahead and follow these two if you haven't already and i will see you guys in the next chapter

PEACE!!!