The Brony That Became Death

"Now that was a party!" I said to myself as I unlocked the car. The party was great and I had a lot of fun with some of my friends. We spent about four hours at that house and it was the best time I have had in years. Anyway, I headed out side and opened the door of the car and sat in the driver's seat. I the turned on the car and backed out of the driveway. As I make my way through the streets that still had Trick-or-Treaters. Then my cellphone began to ring. I grabbed it out of my pocket and answered it.

"Who is it?" I ask.

"Sidney! Where have you been! you said that you where only going to be out for a few hours." said my mom in her worried tone.

"Mom, I have only been gone for four hours. I'm getting home right now I'm on- OH MY GOD!" I said as I saw a white semi truck about to flatten me. but it then made a sharp right and crash into a shop. But that's that what scared the living shit out of me, the semi truck's cargo that was silver and said Gasoline and was about to slam into me. Before I could do anything, the silver gasoline container crashed into me. Then in an instant, my whole world was set on fire and I began to burn to death. slow and agonizing pain is all I felt before I finely died.

"Ugggggg. Too much pain." I moaned as I began to feel my seances come back. I then could fell my entire body again. I then slowly got to my feet. I felt... Different. My back seemed heavier, like I had a backpack full of rocks. I also felt stronger and I got up faster then I would normally do. I then saw something that scared the living daylight out of me. My hands... My hands where bigger and had thick long bone like fingers.

I gave my new fingers a twirl and then made them into a fist. I then checked the rest of my body to find that my skin town was a pale gray and my body structure was bony. I had what looked like a black armored robes with a hood. I had a black and gold satchel that attached to my black belt with silver skulls. The satchel held in it a black book with purple writing and The satchel with book hung on my left side. I had an old black lantern with purple and greenish spikes that curved upward. The lantern had a short thick chain attached to my belt and was on my right side. But then I fond out that I had a set of huge bone like wings. I began to add these facts up and then it came into my mind.

"I'm the Grim Reaper?... HELL YEAH!" I thought excitedly.

"But wheres my Scythe?" I thought, almost saying it out load. Then right on que, black and purple smoke began to come out of my plum and turn into the shape of a Scythe. As the smoke made the shape, it then vanished and showed a scythe. Then black and purple smoke began to come out of my other hand and the same thing happened again.

"Cool." I said. I then jutted back at what came out of my mouth. My voice was very deep and had a dark sounding tone.

"Wow. I sound like a badass." I thought. I then began to take in my surroundings, I was in a forest that looked familiar in some way.

"Why dose this forest seem so filmier?" I asked myself mentally. I then began to hear growl from behind me. I instantly turned around to see a wooden wolf about to jump onto me. The wolf jumped, aiming to kill. My body then began to move on what felt like control, but more like reacting on instinct. Anyway, I took a quick step to the right, raising my scythes and striking the wolf with my left scythe. I turned to where the wooden wolf was to find it cut in half. It had green blood poring out and began to fall apart.

It's blood began to turn into a thick green smoke and was sucked into my lantern. The lantern glowed a greenish purple as the smoke was sucked into it. I then began to feel power flow through me. I then began to feel memories and emotion flow into my head and soon, I knew everything that it did in it's life. I knew what it saw, did, thought, smelled, heard and it knowledge on anything it had ever known.

"That was interesting." I said in my badass voice, looking over at the pile of wood and twigs. I then began to search through the memories and make my way through the woods.