The cold wind of night caresses my bare upper body, also the numerous large scars across my chest. I might get a cold if I keep like this but I went for some reason I went to the University, so you can’t catch a cold for just been outside for a couple of minutes. Besides smoking my cigar helps me in maintain the warmth of my body. The wood railing of my balcony support both of my elbows, the material is also cold at the touch of my bare skin. However that is no reason for keep me away from enjoy my cigar, which is a new brand by the way.

The temperature of my body descend for every faint or strong breeze that pass across my balcony of my humble house, it also take away the smoke that my cigar produce; something that I don’t mind much because the it already did its simple job.

Kill me slowly; all that propaganda back home is right albeit I probably will die in 40 or more years in the future. Either way my plans would have succeeded by then.

My pupils for an unknown reason wanted to look at the moon, staring the celestial body is quite relaxing in a way but it also makes me shudder for remember all what had happened to my body and the responsible of that actions.

It has been a week since I saw Luna.

A week since I had been tortured

A week without doing my job…….. Though I don’t plan to do it anyways.

Stargazing or just watching the sky is not my favorite activity but it helps me to kill the time faster than other activities. Beside I feel empty and I don’t think that the smoke or food will help me to fill the void.

My eyes caught a falling star from the sky as I thought about my small problem; I will visit Ponyville to see if my ‘supposed’ friends can help me to feel something again.

This emptiness is starting to become a bother.

Smoking helps me, or at least try, to forget about what just happened a week ago with the Night Princess, the whole thing was just ‘gruesome’. I can say that I had both good and bad luck; why? Well first Luna doesn’t know about human anatomy so she doesn’t know the parts were hurt the most, bad part was that she attacked random parts of my body so the pain was even so unbearable. Now I cannot look to my operating table like before without feeling of puke. So another reason of why I don’t want to work this month.

My eyes drifted away from the moon when a breeze passed in the contrary direction causing the ashes of the cigarette to touch my skin. Thanks to that breeze I noticed that I almost used the whole cigar because the ablaze part is about to reach the flesh of my lips. I spat the cigar off the balcony, as my hand went to my right pocket and get another cigar which I put in my lips followed by my other hand which lit up the cigar. My lungs get completely filled with the relaxing smoke, and then I exhale all of the contents of my respiratory organs creating a small fog around my face. Grinning I filled my nostril with the small fog.

Relaxed my mind without my approbation start to recall the event which I spent with Luna from our ‘date’ to my ‘punishment’, yet I’m proud of myself and my convictions skills because at the end I managed to convince Luna to don’t kill me. But it took me a lot of blood, flesh, tears, sweat and a bit of pride, but what really matter was the fact that I achieved the goal.

And to be honest I never expected that Luna only wanted to kill me for the simple thing that I fucked up her years of planning to overthrow her sister.

Surprised?

Well I am not.

Why?

It’s quite simple actually, if we recall the past of Equestria (without the censorship of Celestia)Luna wanted; and wants, the complete control of this Kingdom because she is tired of being the shadow of her sister. Besides if I may add Luna would be a much better leader than Celestia because she at least have a bit of heart deep inside her which I noticed in my third year here in hell and before she… well… raped me.
I still don’t know her reasons for that but to honest I would like to know why she did it, judging for her character she wouldn’t do that. I mean she might be bit similar to Celestia but not even her, the Solar tyrant bitch would do that.

This really confuse me.

Wait, Did I get carried away? Well my apologies then

Anyways I want to say that magic is a wonderful thing, it is able to a lot of things that scietifics back in my world would kill for. My body is almost healed with all of its scars closed and the internal organs in their correct places. (Yes she removed and played with them in front of me…Yuck!)

Luna stated that my scars will be gone for the next month leaving my body like before, a body which I can fall in love as the same with my face. Am I arrogant for acting like this?

‘Fuck. ..Where did that thought come from? I don’t remember to care about things like that.’

Now I went to ponder about this sudden change of attitude, it took me a couple of seconds to theorize that my meeting with the death fucked up my mind again so I can expect this small glimpses for a while.

‘Wait…Rarity’s promise’ I completely forgot the promise that I did to Rarity, how I can make it up for breaking a promise?

‘’Meh, fuck her I don’t care anymore’'

That’s the attitude!

Now that my normal self returned I shall get to do my last job for the month so I don’t have to care about it until the next shipment of ‘supplies’.

My workplace still has small ponds of dry blood, or more specifically my blood. Anyways I the time of the night is perfect because everyone is in their respective slumbers.

‘Now let’s prepare the place’

I move the big pile of hay into the room where I keep the ‘supplies’, pile after pile I threw inside not caring where it ended because there will be only ashes. Is a good thing that this is the only room which was made out of a very resistant metal, because the rest of my workplace is made of concrete and wood.

I pass the metal entrance of the room with a big drum of oil which once inside I kick it with enough strength to let it touch the metallic floor and start to pour its content all across the room. The floor is slippery, and I witnessed that because I fell two times.

From my pocket I pulled out a lighter.

I roll the wheel a few times before it light up.

I lit up a cigarette and smoke.

Finally I throw the cigar backwards, inside the room.

My ears drums catch the sound of fire igniting, the cracks of the hay being burned and finally I heard the screams of despair and agony.
I put enough hay, wood and oil inside there to maintain the fire ablaze for hours. You may think that I always could do this so I wouldn’t need to worry about my job but first allow me to say you a few things; first, burning them alive doesn’t give me the same amount of fun than killing them with my own hands. Second the remains are going to be ashes so I will not have meat. Third it cost me money.

I close the top of my lighter and turned to see the hell that is occurring inside there, my eyes see caribous and deer dying agonizingly slowly, crawling they way outside the hell but the die before they can get near. But I was surprised that a deer managed to avoid the initial flames and was jumping around avoiding the flames, it is a bad thing that their lungs are failing him because he coughs a lot. The deer finally sees me outside the door grinning wickedly, in desperation he rushes to the door.

‘Just a little more’ There is at least one thing I love about this.

The distance to his freedom and salvation is near.

I love to crush what is left of their hope

Before his muzzle could reach the door I shut it with all of my strength keeping him where he belongs.

I walk away from the metal door, now my job for the month is done. The screams stopped and that annoys me a little, if you are wondering then let me tell you that the room is soundproof, so for give life to this place I begin to hum a Christmas song with all of my Christmas spirit.

‘Santa is going to give me lots of coal this year’

My sudden thought made me laugh all the journey to the entrance of my house.

Author's Note

Ugh finally!!
Now I like this chapter, again the whole thing with rewritting but its finally here!!!
Though the only thing that I don't like about this chapter is that I skiped time, but I have my reason.
It was impossible to me to write the scene about the torutre of Elijah, seriouly it was beyond difficult! So I hope that this don't dissapoint you if you were waiting for an gore scene, which i promise is going to appear sooner.
( I belive that my grammar in this AN IS HORIIBLE! XD)

Lufe out!