A cold wind blew through the stallions mane. He looked ahead of himself to see the Equestrian firing squad taking there positions. The two guards beside him slowly placed a black bag over his head. He grasped the bag with a hoof, only to have every guard in the courtyard aim at him with their crossbows.
He turns to the guard on his right.
"No. I want to see it coming" he said, bluntly.
The guards looked shocked, but nodded in understanding. They dropped the bag and the guards trotted away from the firing zone. Only the stallion and the firing squad remanded in the courtyard. The guards raised there crossbows with their magic and aimed at his head.
He took one last breath and spoke.
"I wonder what death is like..." the guards pressed their triggers.
"...I bet its dark" he laughed. Then everything went black
He slowly opened his eyes, but how could that be? he was shot by five crossbow bolts to the head. Not even the strongest stallion in the world could survive that. Looking around he noticed that he wasn't in the courtyard anymore. All around him was nothing but white empty space.
"Well... this couldn't be anymore different than from what I thought it would be like?" he laughed. Looking around he noticed a grayish figure with a black mist around it, like that of which be had never seen before. The creature had only two legs, and weird claw-like things where his front hoofs should be. It also had no expression at all. It was, in truth, the creepiest thing that he had ever seen, but he also felt conferable around the figure. Like it was an old family member that he had not seen in years.
"A-are... I... are you... Frost?" said the stallion, fascinated.
"You may call me that If you wish" the creature smiled. "I go by many names: Zeus, Odin, Allah, Jupiter, Truth and God. Frost is just what you ponies call me".
"I'm I truly d-dead?" he asked. Frost nodded, his smile vanishing.
"Yes you are. Death by firing squad if I'm correct. Which I always am" Frost shook his head, sadly. "my children will kill each other in anyway they can find I suppose" his head stopped and he looked at the stallion. "But your death was deserved, was it not?" asked Frost. "Tell me. Why were you put to death?".
"You already know".
Frost laughed. "True, but I would like for you to tell me".
"I... I killed three Royal Guards in a bank robbery" said the stallion, with mixed emotions.
"Yes, and what a bloody day it was. Over ten of my children died in that robbery. Three Royal Guards and the rest just reagler ponies going about there day, but got mixed up in the magic shootout" Frost sighed. "Tell me. What was your reason to rob?".
The stallion looked up. He bit his lip.
"I robbed that bank..." What should he say? that he robbed the bank because he wanted to? That he robbed the bank because he needed the money. No, he robbed the bank "... because I needed to feed my family".
Frosts smile returned. "Good answer".
Silence took them both. The moment was very awkward for the stallion, so he cleared his throat.
"So... what happens now?".
"Judgement" said Frost, aggressively.
"J-Judgement? W-whats that?" said the stallion, fearfully.
"Judgement is something that everyone of my living creations has to go through. It is where all of your good deeds and sins are tallied up. If you have more good deeds than sins you will spend eternity in paradise".
"And what if I have more sins than good deeds?".
"You will spend eternity in Hell, or Tartarus as you ponies call it".
The stallion felt like collapsing right then and there. The thought of spending eternity in- No he couldn't even begin to think about such a place. All he could hope for now is that he commented more good deeds than sins in his life.
"Are you ready for your Judgement?" asked Frost.
"No... but I don't really have a choice do I?" said the Stallion. Frost laughed.
"No, I guess you don't" Frost smiled. "but don't be scared. I'm sure you'll do just fine".
Frost glowed in a bright blue light. Then two hourglass's appeared before God. Both were empty.
"The hourglass on the left is for your sins. The hourglass on the right is for your good deeds. Understand?".
The stallion nodded once.
"Good. Now lets begin".
The hourglass's glowed in the same blue light as Frost. Then the stallion could feel all his sins and good deeds from his time spent on Equein leave his body. He felt... reborn. Like his whole being was just effected by a universal restart button. He felt liberated of his past.
When the moment pasted the stallion realized that his eyes were closed. When he opened them he saw that the sin and good deeds hourglass were completely even in the middle.
Frost raised an invisible eyebrow. "That... has never happened before".
Hearing that the stallion grinned with joy. "So dose that mean that I get to live in paradise?".
His joy was crushed with an hurtful laugh coming from Frost.
"Hahah... Oh heavens no! That was only your sins and good deeds on Equein. Now I have to tally up your sins and good deeds in the void".
"B.. b-but.. I don't understand" the stallion shrunk down.
"I didn't have to asked you any questions when you arrived here, but I did so for good sport, I'm all knowing remember. Everyone of my creations gets that final do over. Your do over was you telling me the truth about why you robbed that bank, but you lied to God. You don't have a living family left to feed. You robbed that bank because of greed" Frost sighed. "Dawn Broker, son of Shine Star and Candy Corn, you are here by to spend eternity in Tartarus!".
Just then, many dark hands appeared from the ground and grabbed Dawn Broker. The stallion cried out in despair
"Please! give me another chance! I can change-" he was cut of by hellish screams coming from a dark part of the void. He was so frozen with fear that only the stallions tears could escape him.
"I'm sorry my child. This hurts me more than it will ever hurt you, trust me" a single invisible tear fell from Gods eye. Once the portal to Tartarus closed Truth or God if you would like to call him sighed, knowing that Dawn wouldn't be the last of his children to fall from graze.
No. There will always be more... who fall.
Author's Note
Just a little something.
