The Monster of God

Night Blade was standing outside the room of Princess Cadance. ‘Why am I hesitating?’ she asked herself. ‘There no reason to,’ she lied to herself. After what had happened. What the captain of the royal guard became. A bead of sweat rolled down her head. She remembered it all too well.

‘No, don’t think about it!’ she screamed at herself. She looked at her watch. ‘I’ve been standing  here for half an hour!’ She took a deep breath. She was tense and tied pushing down the fear as she entered the room.

There to greet her was Celestia’s niece, Princess Cadance. Of course that was a lie. Night Blade and a few others knew that Cadance wasn’t related to the Diarch of the Sun by blood. “Oh hello, how may I help you?’ Cadance asked.

Night Blade’s mind told her to run and pretend this had not happened. ‘No, no more delays, she needs to know,’ she scolded herself. “Princess Cadance, I am Night Blade, Commander of the Lunar Guard. I have come to inform you about what has happened to Shining Armor.”

Cadance was now in a full panic. “What happened? Is he alright? Who did it to him?!” she almost demanded. She then went pale for a moment. “Is he…. dead?” she asked, fearing the worst.

“I’m afraid he isn’t dead,” Night Blade answered looking down.

Cadance was calm after this but then paused, “Wait? Afraid he isn’t?” she asked.

Night Blade tried to look away, her mind screamed to leave now. ‘No I made it this far!’ Night Blade closed her eyes and said what had happened. A passing maid heard a thud in the room. Night Blade then screamed. “Help, Princess Cadance has fainted!”

Trixie looked around the chamber along with Alex. “Who could have done this?” Trixie asked. All around them were the demented mad ponies. They were cut open, ripped apart. Alex picked up one of the bodies. He examined it and found bite marks on its neck.

Taking out a small blade, he cut into the flesh to prove his suspicions. “Well look at that, rainbow pony land has vampires, serves these pagans right!” the voice of abridged Alexander said, laughing in his head.

“This body has no blood in it, and I’m guessing the other bodies have no blood as well,” the priest said, trying to ignore the voice in his head.

“Trixie doesn’t want to think of the monster who did this,” Trixie said, looking around at the bodies.

Alexander smiled. “Well, we won’t be thinking about the monster, will we?” he said. Trixie was shaking. This could not possibly end well.

Alex found what looked like a bit of torn clothing on the ground. “Would you look at that… this isn’t from the cult’s clothing.” He looked over it. “I believe this was what it was wearing. Now we have a way to track us down the monster.”

With a bit of a tracking spell Alex learned in his time here, the holy warrior and his apprentice were led to an old manor. In the middle of a field. “Well, this is the place, best be ready,” Alexander said with a slasher smile, his blades at the ready. Alex literally kicked the door down and wandered inside.

Blood and gore lined the path to their target. Alexander was unfazed by all this, Trixie not so much. A bit of blood fell on her head, looking up she saw a body impaled on the ceiling, its head chopped off. Trixie almost fainted on the spot. ‘What has Trixie gotten herself into?’ she asked herself.

A voice was heard from the shadows right in front of them. “Well, isn’t this a nice surprise, Alexander Anderson, the warrior of god, and who is this? An apprentice?”

Alexander raised his silver blades in a cross. “Show yourself, you blood sucking son of a bitch,” he demanded.

“If you insist.” Walking out of the shadows was a pony, dressed in a gothic victorian outfit, a long hoodless cloak covering him. The headwear obscured his eyes and face well, but Alexander could tell who it was.

“What in the seventh circle of hell is this? Shining Armor, captain of the royal guard?” Alexander said. He did not lower his weapons, in fact he was getting more ready for a fight. “You’re a vampire!”

Shining Armor looked at his hands covered in black gloves with stains of  dark red, bloodstains of those he had slaughtered. “A vampire?” He gave a feral smile, showing his now sharpened teeth. “Is that what I am?” Alexander readied to pick up any movement from him.

“What happened? You were just a unicorn last time I saw ya.” Shining Armor gave a laugh at this. The wicked laugh would have chilled most to the bone. Trixie was instinctively moving back in fear, but Alexander didn’t move a inch.

“What happened? You want to know what happened? It’s very simple really, I made this happen.” A long white blade was pulled out from Shining Armor’s hips. “I did this to protect the inhabitants of Equestria, from all the worst this world will throw at them.”

“And so you thought away your humanity, equinity, whatever, to do just that?” Alexander glared as the moonlight reflected off his glasses. “You wanted to fight the monsters, but now you are one.” He slowly moved his blades out of the cross. “There’s only one thing we do with monsters.” At that Alexander darted right at him, swinging the blades. “WE PUT THEM DOWN!” he screamed.

Faster than the human eye could see, Shining Armor blocked the blades with his own. “Funny, I could say the same about you!” Shining countered. He swung his sword, pushing Alexander back.

The priest blocked the sword blade coming at him. His blades were not made for this, so acting quickly, he swept Shining’s feet off to gain leverage with a swing aimed for Shining's arm, dropping it and the blade. With another swing he decapitated him. Alexander tossed his long blades into the body impaling him into the wall. With six blades sticking out of the body and blood falling, Alexander walked up to Trixie. “We’re done here.”

Trixie however gasped. “Trixie doesn’t think so.” She pointed behind them. In a swelling force of darkness Shining Armor was soon there, as he was now regenerating. His severed arm was last to heal as he turned to them.

“How the (Protestant blood soaked) hell did you do that!” Both Alexander and Abridged Alexander in his head said at the same time.

“Fuck you that’s why!” Shining Armor said with a glare.

Alexander held out his book. He wasn’t equipped to handle this kind of threat now. Not to mention, neither was Trixie. With the pages flowing, they disappeared in a flash of pages.

Shining Armor looked at his sword. “Now that I think about it… a sword doesn’t  feel right.” Shining Armor picked it up and walked out the building.