Calcifer.

The tip of Calcifer's middle finger started to tingle, the first sign of what happens once he releases the fire.

The four Demonics infront of him looked at the flame in awe, and fear;  A small blue spark in their crimson red eyes.

The dark pony that held the knife to Luna's throat dropped the blade stunned, and the sound of steel hitting ground echoing through a silent crowd.

The atmosphere changed.  It was as if their were just four pony-like monsters and an unknown beast, standing in the middle of a ghost-village.

The wind grew eerie, even for Nightmare Night.

A long wallowing, chilling breeze engulfed the town, and it seemed to be starting from behind the tall being standing with the blue fire; the gust washed over all infront of him like ocean waves.

The ponies' costumes ruffled in the breeze that started from Calcifer, and yet every one of them stood still.

The Demon's hides were visibly shuttering, as if they'd seen the flame before, and immediately grew in fear.

"So... so it's true... He gave you his fire, didn't he?" One of the Demonics stuttered.

Calcifer glared at the dark-grey pony who asked the question.

The being in pony-skin stood motionless in fear, shaking in his place to the right of the Demon with Luna standing just as motionless infront of him.

Calcifer cocked a half smile, "Yes."

Calcifer threw up his hand into the sky, and let out a great yell.   A sapphire blaze of about 200 feet high or higher shot toward the moon.

Ponyville was shrouded in a glow of bright blue.

The four Demonics formed into small clouds of pitch black smoke and fled into Everfree, running from the enraged blue fire, shrieking in un-animal like terror.

Ponyville watched in horror, and fascination.  All eyes were fixated on the blue in the air, which tore a few clouds away from existence.

The wind picked up to a higher power, and trees and buildings shook with the sheer energy that the fire produced.

Calcifer withdrew the blue flame from the sky, ending his yell.  The fire now covered his right arm, veined down his jacket's back in twisting tendrils of bright sapphire, and ended on the edges of his coat's hemming.  Calcifer's face, left arm, torso, and down to his feet, were virtually unlit in the flames.

The tongues of blue licked the air from the human's body.  He was on fire, but his pain was delayed for now.

Calcifer looked in the direction the Demons fled to, towards the forest.

Everypony, including Luna, stared at this new being, who payed them no attention.

He snickered with a cocked grin on his face, "I love it when they run."

Calcifer slowly jotted to his sword; flames wildly aglow.  Once he arrived next to his weapon, he pulled the blade out the ground, and slung it over his shoulder.  Luna stood a few feet in front of him, standing still.  The mare was confused; she should have felt fear looking upon the flaming beast before her, but instead she felt peace.

Her gazing caught Calcifer's attention, and the human stared back at her.

His blue shining features were kind; her's befuddled.

Calcifer moved his eyes from Luna's wings to her horn.

"Your one of the rulers of the world aren't you?  Are you Luna?"

Luna was shocked; this being knew her.  Or at least about her.  What was this creature anyways?

"Erm, yes.  I' am Luna, Princess of the night."

Calcifer smiled, "Nice to meet you in person.  Now I'd love to stay and chat, but I got to go meet my friends.  Tell Celestia that Calcifer sends his regards.  She'll recognize my name, trust me."

Luna remained her stunned composure, "Certainly."

"Fantastic..." He snapped back cheerfully.

The flames on Calcifer's right arm and back grew in intensity and size.

He looked past the crowd and to the stage where six ponies laid, obviously touched by hell fire.

Calcifer turned to Luna again, "I'll be back for them, keep them in cold conditions for now.  Understand?"

Luna glazed her eyes to the stage, then back at Calcifer, "Yes."

The human turned to the forest beyond the painted buildings and nightly holiday decor, and simply walked forward.

As he walked the flames of blue started to cover the rest of his body.

The fire on his back grew to his left arm, the flames on his arms spread to his torso and down his legs, until all that was unlit was his head.

Calcifer strutted into the forest, cloaked in the fire that made even Satan himself fear.

He was a living, dead soul.

He was a damner from the damned.

He IS, a human from Hell... But a broken man.

(An hour past.)

The flames that swallowed his body were short and spiky.  They were defiantly here.

Calcifer stood in the middle of a large circular rock quarry.  The ground was burnt black and brown.

The quarry was a perfect circle of at least 300 feet in diameter, with Everfree as it's halo for hiding.

In the far back of the quarry stood a tall mound.  Unearthly eerie in dark features.

On the mound's face was an opening; a small pitch dark cave.

That... was their portal here.

The dirt underneath his feet was warm, but Calcifer WAS standing infront of a Hell hole.

A humid gust came from behind Calcifer.  Nuntius spoke through the wind.

"I right by your side, my companion."

At the sound of the Angel's voice, two small burning crimson eyes illuminated from the cave, staring at Calcifer with death-like intentions.

Calcifer payed little mind to the gawking eyes in the cave, and responded to his guardian's words.

"Nuntius, you seriously need to work on speaking in this time.  Nobody says 'companion' like that anymore."

The monster in the cave roared.  It's wails of anger sounded unlike anything alive.  The quarry responded to the monster's roars with incredible vibrations that would knock any living being on his back, but Calcifer wasn't alive.

Calcifer and his fiery body stood still as the vibrations passed his body, harm not taking hold of him.  His vision staring into the red eyes still lurking in the cave.

The roaring seized.

"Well... they brought a Hell-hound."  He said sarcastically; partially to Nuntius, and partially to himself.

Calcifer smirked a grin and crouched down in a squat.

He placed his flaming blue thumb to his index and middle figure and rubbed them together, and began whistling playfully.

"Here puppy, *whistles, here boy. *whistles."

The beast growled from deep within it's belly.

A paw armed with sharp talons stepped into the moonlight; the claws sinking into the ground like ice in water.

The head appeared next; the head of a mixed breed of Rottweiler and a Great Dane, sleek black in color.

The beast slowly wallowed out of the cave, It's teeth jittering from the vibes of the growls it's master's stomach brewed.

It moved towards Calcifer's fiery blue body slowly and steadily, red eyes locked on it's still crouched prey.

"Here boy, c'mon.  Come here."  The human teased the beast.

The hound barked, and it actually sounded like a dog from Earth... A really really pissed off dog.

Calcifer continued teasing the hound with 'C mer's' and whistles.

The hound crouched it's front legs, readying to attack.

Calcifer smiled under his breath, the flames growing more vibrant.

"There we go." He exhaled.

The Hell-hound leaped forward and bee-lined towards Calcifer, it's jaw wide opened ready to sink it's teeth into human flesh, barking wildly.

Calcifer held his crouch, giddily smiling as his new puppy friend ran towards him.

The hound was nearing at a breath-taking pace.

one...

The beats of the hound's running rippled through the Earth below him.

two...

The hound leaped, attempting to pounce on Calcifer.

THREE!

"INCENDIUM!"

Calcifer hastily stood up, shooting his right arm at the Hell-hound who was floating in mid air, bent on killing him.

From his right hand, the flames reached in large tendrils of sapphire flames, engulfing the hound within seconds.

Lucifer's pet howled in sheer, blinding pain.  The dog's body held in the air by the fire, and through the flames burning flesh smelted.

Calcifer's expression was bland, this was his least favorite part of damning.  His hand was opened and facing towards the hound, and slowly... he started to close it.

The flames started to enclose the hound in a tighter grip.

His fist closed slower.

The hound cried louder, and the flames got tighter.

The tip of Calcifer's index finger touched his palm, and crackling bones could be audibly heard from within the dog's body, making the hound screech in un-heavenly pain.

The flames that surrounded the dog thickened in color, and the hound disappeared from sight within the flames; it's pain-filled hollering dulled to soft murmurs.  It was if someone had cast a heavy blanket over the hound, and was suffocating it.

Calcifer's middle finger touched his palm, and the flames closed the hound's body tighter, causing more bones to crack and sickening fleshy sound to echo... and now for the quickest part.

The damned damner quickly closed his fist into a tight ball, and the flame that coated the Hell-hound swiftly became only a small tongue of blue fire, only about the size of a quarter.  The dog disappeared, sent back to Hell, broken.

Calcifer turned his fist so that his enclosed palm was facing towards him, and he unfurled his index finger.

The small, levitating ball of fire gently floated to the tip of his finger, and sat on it.

This was the strangest part of damning...

Calcifer opened his mouth, and swallowed the tongue of fire whole.

A face of disgust reflected across the human's expressions, and he quickly gulped.

A ball bulged in his throat, making the skin above his esophagus glow sapphire; it gradually made it's way into his body.

Calcifer took in a deep breath; he hated that part.

He knelt to the ground and panted, trying to regain his composure.

Once he regained himself, he stood up.

"Nuntius search for them." He commanded.

Automatically, a cool and powerful gust of wind engulfed the quarry, and the invisible being searched.

Then the gusts' stopped suddenly, and the Angel's presence disappeared from existence.

Calcifer looked suddenly afraid; this never happens.

He always felt when Nuntius was around, but he's... not here.

But he's always here.

How could he have just...

"Your friend is back home right now, and he's not alright." A being said sternly behind the blue flaming human.

The voice was raspy, almost ancient sounding.

Calcifer didn't need to turn around to see who was behind him, he already knew who it was.

He remained silent.

"It's really no use to attack me Cal.  You know..."

The being was interrupted, "Don't call me Cal."

Silence...

"All right then... It's really no use to attack me, Andrew."

Calcifer cringed when he heard his middle birth name.

The being continued, "I didn't appreciate the pain you put my dog in, I should sue you for that."

"There goes Satan, spewing his little jokes again.", Calcifer though.

Calcifer turned around to meet the Devil face to face, again.

He extinguished the blue fire from his body; his clothes and skin untouched by pain or scorching, for now.

He couldn't use the fire on Satan anyways, it was not in his power.

The monster infront of Calcifer was in a human shape.

Satan's eye's didn't show, and with the body he had chosen you couldn't make out any distinguishable Orphic anyways; the body was completely and utterly black, like a human figure painted dark on a white canvas.  Except, it was night-time.

"What did you do to my Angel?"  Calcifer asked offensively.

The black figure remained silent.

Calcifer withdrew his sword from it's hidden sheath from within his now unlit jacket, and pointed the tip of the blade to Lucifer.

He took on a much angrier tone, full of burning hatred, "I Said WHERE IS MY ANGEL! WHAT DID YOU DO TO NUNTIUS!?"

The eyeless being stood still, the blade only a couple of feet away from him.

"I gave him a home." Satan responded, in a more deathly tone.

Calcifer felt a pang of hurt in his chest, he knew where Nuntius was.

"You dragged him down, didn't you?"

Lucifer remained in silence, yet again.

Calcifer couldn't take it anymore.

The human lunged forward and swung his blade at Satan.

At the swipe of his blade, Satan vanished.  The blade never meeting it's foe.

Satan was gone.

Calcifer stood motionless, his blade stuck in the position the swing ended in; facing towards the ground.

His face cringed in pain; it was starting.  Hell was coming back to claim his body.

The burning started at his feet; the tendrils were growing.

Calcifer quickly sheathed his sword, and landed on the ground; starting to crawl back to Ponyville.

He had one last thing to do before he was Entired.

"The six burnt ponies."

He didn't know he was being follow by his four friends.

Once your done reading, please listen to this song.  Pay attention to the lyrics.

'The aftermath' chapter coming soon.