The Counts of Runith Archimedes Habersaxton

by Protego15

Rating: teen
Tags: Human, Dark, Romance
Length: 2106

Someone has entered Ponyville. Someone even Discord fears, and The Sisters loathe. This is his account.

Runith Archimedes Habersaxton is one of The Ten, ten mystical beings that control everything and anything. Runith is the Fear archetype, and he just loves meddling in the affairs of people, unlike the others. This is the story of one of his visits to Ponyville.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-11-28 08:00:09 UTC

Meeting Myself

This world was.... cheery. Happy. Cozy. He hated it. Behind a mask made of Jade and Ivory, fear and hatred loomed. He was five ten, and wore a top hat along with a musty denim three-piece that smelled of cigarettes. The mask he wore upon his face was attributed with a smile and large, eyeless sockets.

He had walked for about twenty minutes until he saw a woman skipping towards him with a pink shirt with a balloon bouquet decal and brightly pink hair, to which it seemed had never seen a hairbrush. She turned around and started walking next to him. "Hi!" she said, "the name's Pinkie Pie! What's yours?"

He snapped his fingers, and the mask became more like a secondary face. "Runith," he said, bowing. "Runith Archimedes Habersaxton."

She tried to engage conversation, but he had somehow managed to walk off. "Hey!" Pinkie steamed, "I was talking to you!"

He had sat down at the nearest table he could find, looked at he pocket watch, and conjured the Rylox De Sryx(in short it means"Book of Time" in his language). Pinkie found him and sat down across from "You know, that was kind of an asshole move. Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with you?"

He smirked. "Fine. I guess I'll talk to you. I'm looking for Celestia and Luna. Do you have a picture? It's all I need."

Pinkie lit up. "Oh! I don't, but Twilight might! Follow me!"

Runith looked at where she heading, a library just a block away. He snapped his fingers and appeared at the door. He knocked twice, paused, and knocked once more. He was greeted by some green-haired teen, maybe between the ages of 15-17. Runith said promptly, " Twilight, please." At the time he said Twilight, she had been coming down the stairs.

"What do you need?" "I need a picture of Celestia, Luna, or both, please. Twilight pulled a picture off a shelf. "Why do you need it?"

Runith quickly replied with, "I need it to maximize the distance of a teleportation spell. In fact, I need to touch the picture, please."

She looked surprised."Teleportation?"

Runith smiled. "Yes, teleportation. I mastered the spell in about two days. Better than your mastery, even though you can only do short distance. Goodbye." There was a brilliant flash of light, and he was gone.

A Regal Dose of Fear

Runith materialized at the throne doors, scaring the guards. "Now, both of you, I could kill you seven times over. Let's be smart, and not raise our weapons." The guards complied with a short, quivering nod.

Runith gestured and the doors opened. He was greeted instantly by disgust, fear, and astonishment.

"So, you came back for more?" Celestia shot. Luna followed her sister up by stating "We have nothing because of you." "What about Twilight and her gang of, dare I say, foot-kissers? They seemed like your last ray of hope."

Luna exploded."Don't you dare fucking touch them!"

They rose to.... the mask had come of to reveal Syros D'Fer, a symbol that irradiates anyone with pure fear. The color drained from both Celestia and Luna (Well, Celestia was a whiter white than she already is) as Runith whisked out a plate and a fork made of onyx. a gray, textureless cube had formed on the plate, and he began eating. After he was done eating, he snapped his fingers, changing the Syros D'Fer to his real face, and sitting down the sisters and recolorizing them. "Sorry, you guys are a bit boring. Also, I haven't had much to eat these days."

Celestia and Luna shared a look of hatred. "Just...please don't hurt them...." whimpered Celestia.

Runith smirked and attached his mask back firmly onto his face. "Well, no guaranties!" popped Runith, and he disappeared in a flash of light.

Too Awesome

Rainbow Dash promised Fluttershy a day together, and it was already boring. Fluttershy couldn't spend five minutes not worrying about something-whether it was an animal, her health, or how " scary" roller-skating was, even though she never got a pair of skates. Rainbow was practically by Fluttershy's side all day. it was..... Fluttershy bellowed a high-pitched, bloodcurdling scream. Rainbow turned to her friend to see her losing large amounts of blood from every orifice on her face.  Fluttershy's final sound was the sound of her gargling blood. Rainbow picked up her friend's limp corpse, crying, and getting covered in four beer's worth of organ juice.

"Well, then. I usually hate making messes, because I usually have to clean them up, but this is quite the play! Death and loss! Bravo! Bravo!"

Rainbow looked up to see some guy in a mask. "Who are you? My friend just died and you're acting like this is just a big joke! You're a heartless bastard!"

Runith frowned. "Well, I did set the stage. You happened to find said stage. By the way," -Runith pushed her nose like an elevator call button- "Boop!"

Without Rainbow knowing, when Runith pressed her nose, he set in motion the reversal of Fluttershy's death and took out the pendulum swing in time that was her death. "Plus, I'm not that heartless to leave you without your friend. Friends forever, right?"

Runith pointed behind her. Rainbow turned around to see Fluttershy waving at her. She turned back to Runith and tried to speak-but was interrupted by Runith. "It's too simple that it's complex. Let's try not to over-think it. Anyway, would you like to skate? I have all day."

Runith extended his hand to help Rainbow up off the floor. Rainbow was still dumbfounded that this man just killed her friend, then started acting as if he'd known her all his life.

"Well, I practically have. I am one of The Ten, ten beings with powers unimaginable. We know all whenever we step into a universe or galaxy. I deal in fear, but decided I wanted a good time here while I was at it."

Rainbow accepted his help up onto her feet. They started roller-skating at about ten MPH. "So, uh,-"

"Runith."

"-So, Runith, are you usually this random?"

Runith gave a sly smile. "Yes. you'd have to be crazy to pick fear out of ten positions, so, I'm more or less insane than random."

They sped up to 15 MPH. Rainbow started bombarding Runith with questions like"What gives you a drive to kill? Who are The Ten? Why come to Ponyville?"

Runith answered with "A. Because I was bored. B. I just told you about The Ten. C. Because I was bored.

They went to 20 MPH. Rainbow started piping off how fast she skated. " I'm usually in the range of 25-29 MPH."

Runith shot back with "I find myself in the 50-70 MPH range. Anyway, I gotta leave. Things to do. Ciao!"

He walked out the front door and Rainbow went back to being with Fluttershy, who was whining about little things.

Simply Gorgeous

Rarity had been making the fall line of designer clothing for Hoity-Toity when the doorbell chimed. Rarity shut off the sewing machine.

"Coming!"

She walked into the "store" section of her boutique and found a man casually browsing three-pieces and tuxedos, so on, and so forth. Rarity cleared her throat to gain his attention, turning him around and showing his (creepy as shit) mask. She asked him "Would you like any help?"

The man's mask started moving as if it were his face."Actually, yes. I would like a rent-able and directions to a dry-cleaner, please."

Rent-able. Rarity hated this term with all of her soul. Rent-ables were for cheapskate losers who didn't have any money. The man piped up with, " Ya know, you should really watch who you call a "cheapskate loser". it offends people."

Impossible! It's impossible to read someone's mind! How could he.....what? Why? Where? The man continued speaking. "Anyway, I am Runith, Runith Archimedes Habersaxton. Now that we have each other's names, down to business. Rent-ables and dry cleaners, please. Or maybe dinner?"

Rarity reeled in both astonishment and shock. "Wait, what? You come in here, ask for a returnable that I don't have and dry cleaners, read my mind, and in general be creepy as shit, then ask me out on a date?"

"Yeah. You're fucking beautiful.You'd have to be stupid as shit to not realize this. Plus, I know you get off work at about 7:30. I got nothing to do at 7:30."

Rarity was amazed how straight-forward Runith was being. "Alright, I'll do it. I'll  go out with you. But you'd better not be late. Or else it's off."(holy fucking shit I took the generic way out)

Runith left the store. Rarity started dashing about, trying to make a dress that would suit this date perfectly. The first color that went in her mind: Red. Brilliant red. It took about two hours to complete it: a red version of a Little Black Dress. She heard a horn honk outside, and ran out out the door, pulling up her left spaghetti strap. she looked up to see (Holy fucking shit it's an) Audi. In the driver's seat there sat a pale person with auburn hair and scarlet eyes. "Runith, is that you?"

"Yes, it's me. I didn't tell you I'm an albino, did I? I just dye my hair auburn because I like it. It completes my look."

Rarity got in the car, and after 30 minutes of driving and ice-breakers, they arrived at Sticks Grille and Winery. Rarity jumped out of the car. "You know, I've always wanted to-" Runith interrupted her by saying "I know. I always know. remember this."

Both Runith and Rarity walked into Sticks, Rarity unable to hold her excitement. A waiter had greeted them, more on the side of Runith, by saying "Mister Habersaxton! A table for two tonight?"

Runith gave a curt "Not tonight, Argus."

Why was Runith actin so strange? How could he know the waiter? Wha--- Rarity saw the flash of a blade- and felt separation of her torso and her legs. Her torso fell to the floor, with the last thing she saw and heard was a choking, gargling sound and Runith landing in front of her with some random person, pulling his stomach out his throat.

Rarity woke up on the floor, her hair caked and in a pool of vomit. "It's okay, it was just, ummm, just a very vivid nightmare. Yeah. That's all."

Rarity took a shower, making sure that she cleaned her hair completely. The doorbell chimed. "Helllooooo?"

She felt a chill run down her spine. No. It was just a dream. Nononononononononono. No. Rarity grimaced as she walked into the store part-and there he was. He smiled and said, "Dinner was delicious! Emeralds. Thank you." He left the store.

Orange Juice

Mac and Applejack had been picking apples since five in the morning. "Well, Aye'll be damned! We got everything done and it's just now time for lunch!"

Applejack sat down on an apple barrel, picked out an apple, bit into it, and spat out....oranges? "The fuck?"

It was at this moment she saw someone in a hammock, smoking a cigarette. "Who are you? And why did you change these to oranges?"

"Because the orange is an amazing super-fruit. It can  change flavor and I sure do love me some vitamin C. Oh, wait, you can't have oranges, can you? That allergy, right?" How did this random person know she had an allergy to oranges? "By the way, this is just one beautiful stage." He pointed his finger at Macintosh, who was seizing on the ground, blood foaming at his lips.

Applejack turned away from Macintosh in time,  for her muscles locked in a state of paralysis,and started swelling. He was rolling on the ground when Applejack fell over, laughing his lungs out. "Oh my god! It can't be any funnier than this!" He got up, pulled the cigarette out of his mouth, and plunged it straight into her left eye. Applejack screamed violently.

Runith went into a somber tone. "Hold on, let me explain. there is no greater fear than pain-fear. But, it seems the fun is over."

He snapped his fingers and Applejack felt as if someone was ripping out her stomach and eye--then found herself on her feet. Runith placed a hand on her shoulder. "Listen, I gotta go. I guess I'll see you later, maybe tomorrow. By the way, you made a delicious lunch-- Fuji apples with a hint of Valencia. Sweet."

He walked off onto the road, but when Applejack went to find him, he was no-where in sight.