Soul Bound

"What's up buddy, Have you been having a nice day?" I ask the bandit as I climb back down into the basement. I walk over to him and set down my satchel.

"Look kid, just take me to the guard. Revenge is never the best option." He says to me completely panicked. There is no way I would ever let this guy live. Now I'm just doing this for enchanting training rather than revenge, so it shouldn't affect my future self as much as if I just killed purely for revenge. And really, With how ruthlessly I saw him kill my father, I'm sure what I'm about to do to him will be a greater contribution to society than anything he's ever done.

"Revenge? Oh no, no, no. I've decided that what I would have done to you would have been way to much of a punishment, even for somepony like you. So i have decided to spare your soul and just kill you now." I say as I take out my book from the satchel and place it next to his body. I open the book to the page that tells me how to capture a soul.

"Come on kid. Be the better stallion, don't do this." He begs. I'm just going to ignore him now. This guy's waisting my time. Who knows how long this could take. I sit down next to this guy and snap my back.

"Alright, let's get to this. The first step says," I say as I look down at the book. I read over the first step to find that it says that I require a soul to contain and the best way to hold a creature still is to paralyze it. Take the creature and lay it on it's back, if it has one. "If it has one. I wonder what creatures I could use that don't have backs. I'm sure there is loads but none come to mind at the moment."

"What are you talking about, are you going to kill me or not?" He says, now finally coming to acceptance that he is going to die.

"Yeah, yeah, just hold on a minute and let me figure this out. Sucking souls from ponies is a very delicate process." I say as I look over the second step. It's very long and confusing, so it takes me a few times looking over it.

"Sucking souls?!? What the hell are you talking about? Are you some kind of witch, demonic, necromancer? Not cool kid." He yells frantically up in my face.

"Calm down, It's not as bad as it seems. Okay, so basically, I put one hoof on the heart, one hoof on the top of the head," I say aloud and do what I'm saying as I'm saying it. I place my right hoof on his left side of the chest where his heart would be, then my left hoof intop of his head, spreading apart his mane. "Now I comfort the-Oh! There, there, It won't be so bad. Your just going to fall asleep and wake up in the glorious light of celestia's great sun. You are going to bathe in it's wonderful warmth and feel freedom."

That whole thing just made him look really unconforfable, but his heart beat actually slowed down. I can't believe that actually works, even after I have told him that I am going to eat his soul. I read over the third step and almost gasp at what I have to do. Before I do anything, I just need to say that I am a heterosexual colt. I have no desire to do this, nor will I ever want to. "Now, do you have any final words?"

"You are going to regret this, your life is going to be ruined by this. I hope it kills you." He says to me. What a terrible choice of final words. Too bad, it was his choice, not mine.

I follow what the instructions said and take a deep breath. I exhale as much as I can. This is going to be gross. I tilt his head back and go in for it. I close my eye and kiss him. I don't know what he may be thinking now, but I certainly know what I am. Alright, it's just CPR backwards, now suck.

I breath in and nearly choke at the taste of his breath. Sweet celestia, his breath is worse than why I'm tasting it. At least it's taking my thoughts off the situation at hoof. I breathe back out of my nose and suck back in his disgusting breath. Oh celestia, this is worse than cancer. I feel like I'm going to throw up. I breath out once more, and try to suck again. Now I'm starting to face a lot of resistence and I don't feel any different. I can't take it anymore.

I let go of him and pull back, coughing and nearly throwing up. He does the same. I look back at the steps and try to figure out what I have done wrong. Then I realize something. The heart is in the middle of the chest. Dang it. "What a breath. Haven't you ever brushed your teeth?"

Before he can respond, I go back in and try again. I place my hooves in the correct positions and tilt his head again and kiss him again.

I go through sucking as much air as I can before I feel something about him. His skin has become alot colder and stiffer. This is a good sign, just a little more. I suck in as hard as I possibly can, pulling his head off the ground. Before I know it, I hear a pop sound within his throat and let go. His head drops back down and hits the ground. To my astonishment, a wisp of incandecent air comes out of his mouth and into mine. That is about the weirdest thing I have ever experienced.

I close the book and stuff it back into my satchel before tying it back on. I stand up and walk back out of the basement. I close the doors behind me and walk back around my house. Instead of going inside, I decide to sit outside by the forge and think about everything. Of all the things I could be wishing right now, the only thing I want is to either get used to that really quickly or to just find some other way to do it. get a pump or something. I think it would just be best to forget about the whole thing, or at least until I need the experience to do it again.