Pain, I hurt all over. Between the saddle sore from riding Sue, getting stabbed by a guard when we reached canterlot and getting slammed into the ground from a well armored Princess of the Sun; Everything bloody hurt. So now I'm in a jail cell again awaiting audience with her highness Celestia. I hate jail, it's boring.

“My, my in jail again are we, my dear Nox?” said a very familiar voice, causing a shiver to run down my spine.

“Lord Death, to what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?” I asked, trying not to panic. I may ‘serve’ Death, but it does not mean I like being in his presence.

“It’s good you made it to Canterlot on time, my dear Nox. For one of the Mad have made the city their home and they are slandering my name. He does and the Mad do, claiming to be my Avatar. Worthless mortal that he is. I want you, my dear Nox, to go hunting for this fool and show him what happens when you anger the gods.” Lord Death said, his voice dripping with malice.

“Very well, Lord Death, do you want me to go hunting immediately? Or after I meet with the Avatar of Solaris?” I asked.

“Immediately, lest you meeting never come. The fool is going to try and take over Canterlot. I will handle Solaris’ Mortal.” Lord Death placed his hoof over my left eye “Go hunting my Servant, the first seal is lifted. Bring me the soul of your prey.”

I did not need to see my reflection to know my blue eye, normally glowing blue, was now burning red. “Very well my Lord, his soul shall be yours.” I bowed to Death and grinned. This will be fun.

It didn’t take long to slip out of my cell and past the guards or to find the home in which my prey resided. The home wreaked of necromancy, how the ponies of the city didn’t know he had an army of rotting corpses hidden here is beyond me. The stench was near unbearable.

I knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer. “Who is it?” asked a small geen Mare as she opened the door.

I grinned “Hello, my name is Nox and I was wondering if you had heard the glory of Lord Death today?”

“I see, so you have sought me out servant? Come to serve true death as it takes the throne?” The mare laughed.

“You misunderstand you pathetic whelp, I serve Lord Death. I am Nox his favored executioner and you have slandered his name. I will accept reparations in the form of your soul only.” I say in the most joyous way I possibly can.

“You think you can threaten me? HA! You foolish mortal, I am the Avatar of Death! And for insulting me I sentence you to join the shamblers.” The mare shouted has she sent dark magic flying at me.

I laughed at her attack. Death released my powers for this?! A Pathetic moron who does not understand that fighting the gods will only end in pain? “Baxter, Dex Star, Garfield. Awaken and deal with this fools horde.” Three blue and black warith cats form near me and dart into the house to go seek out and destroy any undead they find. “Now that our horde is out of the way, I can have fun with you mortal.”

When the mare cast her next spell I rushed her, and touched her horn with my skeletal hand “Pain Unending” was all I said. She collapsed on the ground writhing in pain, it would only last a few minutes before she blacked out. Few could withstand every pain receptor in your body firing off at once.

Once she fainted I dragged her unconscious form inside, amazed at how we had not gathered the attention of the guard yet. I wait for someone to show up and when only my wraiths return do I decide to send one to go and get the guard.

“Interceptor Awaken.” I wait for the wraith hound to form. “Go and find the guard. Lead them here.” The hound takes off. “Baxter, Dex Star, Garfield Sleep.”

Fifteen minutes, thats all it took for the hound to bring the guard, not only the guard but the Solar Princess. “Createn! How dare you harm my citizens!” She shouts ready to fight.

Now or never. I ready my spell. I had to wait so no poor pony would walk in and find me unconscious among the plethora of dead bodies in this home. I hate taking souls it's bloody exhausting. “REAP!” I shout. A scythe appears in my hand and I swing it at the unconscious necromancer on the ground. Celestia tries to stop me, only for my scythe to pass right through her war hammer and her body to make contact with the mare on the floor.

I could feel her soul be pulled from her body. I could feel the seal on my powers be put back in the that instant. I had done as ordered, so Death had to ensure my powers were kept in check.

Before I passed out, I heard a voice echo through the room “HEIR OF SOLARIS HEED THIS WARNING WELL: DO NOT TEMPT ME NOR MY SERVANT. SHE ACTS ON MY WILL ALONE.” I will not be looking forward to waking up I thought briefly, trying not to collapse. Having to explain the Celestia who that was and what the hell was going on was going to be a pain in the neck. I hate Death sometimes. who knows, maybe it’ll get me out of jail?

And then I felt it, the endless nothingness of no feelings whatsoever. Unconsciousness, my old friend; we meet again.

“IF YOU SEEK TO HARM HER, KNOW THIS: I WILL PERSONALLY TAKE YOUR SOUL AND DEVOUR IT IN ITS ENTIRETY. I CARE NOT FOR WHOM YOU SERVE, YOU DO NOT HARM WHAT IS MINE.” Deaths voice echoed in Celestia's mind.

Author's Note

Again on a Thursday? I really need to get a better schedule, stupid nothing to do messing with my sense of time.

EDIT: Next weeks chapter MAY be late. I have a busy week of helping my grandparents ahead of me.

I have to thank my good friend Magical Trevor for helping me with Interceptor's Name.

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