I’m bored, So dreadfully bored. Still waiting on Umbra to wake up, I’ve sat here in the dark of this cell for what felt like hours. While not the longest I’ve sat in boredom, doesn’t mean it isn’t boring. Then I hear a giggle and another giggle. I know this giggle, it belongs to one of the few things that kept me sane all of these years. “Paper Wasp, so nice of you to visit” I whisper turning to look at the wall behind the cot. A pale green pegasus walked through the wall, while giggling like a school filly.

“Wondered where you went, Miss ObNoxious!” she giggled again at the nickname. “I noticed the sky was back and as a dear friend I went to tell you. But low and behold you weren’t in the library! Call me shocked!”

“Yes the sky is back, and I left to go check on Umbra. Guess what you silly pegasus.” I whispered in reply. Paper being a wandering spirit made no sound the living should hear. I am the exception.

“Chicken Butt.” she replied, and giggled again at her own response.

“He is dead. Dead and gone. I am free, she is free.” I point to Umbra” They all are free.” Her eyes widen her murderer had finally be slain.

“You mean I can go! Finally move on? I can be reborn?!” she nearly shouts at me.

“Yes Paper, you and all of the others he killed are now free.” She grins and jumps in the air and does a few airborne summer salts in celebration. A grin stretches across my face as an idea forms “Before you do, could you perhaps do me a favor?”

She stops and puts her hoof to her chin in a thinking pose “Hmmm.. I don’t know, I mean do I have to? Hmm… Of course I can you silly goose!” She shouts as she bops my nose.”Boop!”

“Can you watch over Umbra for a bit, the new Queen and I need to exchange a few words.” Paper raises a brow “Yes you will have help, just if she doesn’t listen to them come get me?”

“I can, but who will I be helping watch her?” She asks, to which I grin.

“There are only three in this world I trust enough to ask, they just need to be woken up,” I stand up and quietly move the door to my cell and step into the main jail room. I Turn my back to the main door and raise my skeletal right hand to the back of the jail. Few know of the trapdoor in the last cell, fewer still know what's beneath. The mass grave of the old guard. Those that stood loyal to the old king were slain and dropped there. “Goliath of the Unbound Strength, Rise. Titan Master of the Silent Sword, Rise. Devious Grin of the Brightest Smile, Rise. COME TO ME!” I lower my arm to my side and wait. Three minutes later the trapdoor opens. Three skeletons climb out and walk towards me.

The smallest, only a third of his companion’s size, turns to me. “My dear, dear lady what brought such a sour mood you had to call us, Hmmm?”

“Devious, such a way with words. It is not something sour, yet something bittersweet.” I reply. I put on my biggest grin “The Tyrant is dead.” Surprise spreads across their faces, which is hard to notice since they lack faces to express with. I still don’t understand how I can read the emotion of undead skeletons, but I gave up trying.

“Truly sweet news, now what is the bitter?” He asks, the other two just staring at me. They are still shocked by the news.

“A misunderstanding with the new rulers has landed me in a bit of a pickle. I need to speak with them, yet Umbra won’t leave my side. Would you three mind watching her until she wakes? Then would you take her to the library? I know it is a lot to ask of one who has already done so much, but please?” I plead with them. I may be able to raise the dead, but it is their choice to listen. Save when Sombra was alive. Somehow a Geas he had placed upon me, to force me to obey, had transferred to anything I raised as well. All undead were unwilling participants in his wars. Except a few vampires, fuck those guys.

Devious grinned “I will gladly watch little Umbra! How much has she grown since I last saw her?” the other two nod. Goliath was strong, but not much of talker, nor that bright. Titan was an assassin, I’ve only heard him talk once.

“Only three years of growth, before I was forced to place a stasis spell on the living.”

“Only three… but it has been over a thousand years since you last called us?!” Devious replied.

I let that sink in, a thousand years in a skyless city, a thousand years of only speaking with the dead, a thousand years without food or drink. “Truly a thousand years?” They nod. “I did not realize it had been so long, no wonder they do not trust me. A thousand years is a long time for a story to be exaggerated.” I pause and we stand there in silence for a few moments. “Now or never I guess. And thank you, all three of you.” I smile at them and Devious tries to shoo me off.

I walk to the main door after showing the three where Umbra was sleeping. I open it to find three shocked guards all staring at me. “I am ready to speak, please take me to the Queen.”

“Q-queen? You must mean the Princess.” I nod. None of the guards seem comfortable with my presence. To be expected I guess, I am a thousand year old necromancer. “This way.” The guard points to one of the others “Polished Shield go ahead and tell Prince Armor and Princess Cadence to expect us.” The one he points to flies off, presumably to follow his orders. then the rest of us start off towards the castle, slowly. The guards stand at my sides as they escort me to the castle. He said Prince, I wonder if that means their are two Pegacorns.

Author's Note

Three in one day!? to quote the story: I am bored. So dreadfully bored. Now to all of you readers: Thank you!, to all of you favoriting this: ....my writing is worthy of people liking it?! Has hell frozen over when I wasn't looking? TO all of you downvoters: I expected you, but please at least say WHY you don't like the fic. I hate feeling like I'm doing something horribly wrong.

To all of you catching grammar errors: Thank you for spotting them, and pointing them out if you do. I know there are grammar issues, I never excelled in English or Literature in school. Math was more my thing. But still Thanks for pointing stuff out! I hope you all continue to like this story!

Next Chapter: The Past, specifically why you will all hate Sombra till the end of time. And why Nox seems so damn protective of Umbra.

Edited by: Crescent Quill