Sombra Vs. Jason

  Along the dark throne room, among two changeling guards at her side. Chrysalis sat with a annoyed look on her face. She wasn't getting anything out of Sombra's little plan and it was starting to come back to bite her in the ass. Most of her changelings were scared straight from Sombra walking around and couldn't get anything done. It was also getting to her how many times she had to spare valuable armor to Sombra's could be repaired. Chrysalis hasn't felt this annoyed with someone since her mating changeling was, in her words, too short for her. Besides that, she needed to play her part in killing Jason as well. From what Krueger had said to her, Jason was easily fooled. Especially if it involved his mother. Krueger's words echoed in Chrysalis head.

"That dimwit cant tell the difference when it comes to his mother. It doesn't matter if she's jumping his ass or being nice to him. Point is, the moron can be tricked easily."

  Since being a shape shifter, an idea came to Chrysalis that she knew would work. She had a plan for his immortality as well. If Chrysalis casted the right spell, she could wipe Jason out with one shot. The idea was brilliant and was sure to work. Though she had a problem, what was she going to do about the ponies who companied Jason?

"I have to find a way to get their attention for long enough."

  Another idea came to Chrysalis mind. She gave an evil stare at the changeling guard next to her. The guard gulped loudly and sweat dripped down his cheek. Chrysalis rose from her throne and rapped an arm around the guard. She placed a finger to his cheek, leaning in to his ear and whispered in a lusty tone.

"I have a job for you little one."

  Sombra paced back and forth inside his quarters. His room was large chamber with a boiling pot in the middle of the room. The walls were riddled with books of dark magic and necromancy. Sombra had been practicing the spells Freddy had given him threw a book called

'The Book of The Dead.'

  Freddy even gave Sombra a journal consisting of the most powerful spells. Those consisting of resurrection, voodoo, dark magic, and more. Sombra had mostly been studying the dark magic and resurrection. The voodoo part he didn't pay much attention too because he didn't even know what it was. Sombra flipped through the journal, trying to see a good spell to practice. He came apon a spell that could conjure a demon servant. Sombra scoffed, he wasn't trying that again. He flipped the page again, a saw a spell that could make an unbreakable suit of armor. Sombra booked mark that page with a tab. He didn't see anything else interesting for now but, he made notes about two spells he now knows about.

"Zalgo armor and fire spear."

  Sombra gave a wide grin as he closed the book shut. He didn't notice though, were two figures walking past his door down the hallway.

  Curiosity was a word Twilight loved to use. She loved being curios and loved learning about everything she could.  The wolf man in front her was no exception. Of course Jason wasn't the most cooperative with the amount of tests the purple alicorn did on him. Blood tests. Muscular tests. Psychological tests. She didn't get much out of the last one. Twilight used her magic to lift a clipboard to her hand. She wrote down on the board with pencil while Jason sat across from her with the crusaders using the revenant as a jungle gym. Sweetie Bell was over his shoulder. Scootaloo was on top of Jason's head and Apple Bloom was in his lap. Twilight still didn't understand why Jason was so friendly with the crusaders even though he was so hostile toward adults. During the psychological tests, Jason nearly killed one of the girls for reaching a hand to him but when Apple Bloom reached to him, he patted her on the head.

"I don't get." she said.

  Spike looked up from a paper he was drawing on and looked at Twilight.

"Get what? That Jason is someone who just likes kids better then adults."

  Spike collected his thoughts and realized how wrong that sentence sounded. Twilight seemed to notice this too and gave him a surprised look. Spike coughed into his fist to relieve the awkwardness in the room. The crusaders were now all sitting on Jason's upper body and were giving Twilight confused looks. The revenant just sat there motionless.

"Why are you so interested in Jason?" Apple Bloom asked.

  Twilight took a test tube filled with blood out a bag under her chair and looked closely at it. The color was a darker shade of red Twilight has ever seen, black almost. It was also much thicker then blood should be, almost looking like oil. Twilight slipped a drop of the blood onto a view and slipped it under a magnifier. She squinted her eyes as she observed the blood under the scope. Jason's blood cells were completely discolored. The cells were more maroon with purple centers in the middle of them and they were twice as big as they should have been. It was obvious to Twilight something was wrong with Jason's blood. Either it was infected with a sickness or Jason was just born with a blood problem. The whole scene was astonishing to Twilight. Jason's blood was unnatural and would make it to were no pony could survive its conditions.

"I'm interested in our friend here because his whole system is nothing like I've ever seen!"

       The crusaders, including Jason, cocked their heads in confusion. Twilight couldn't even help but think of the moment as adorable. Jason acted as though he had the mind of a child sometimes from what Twilight observed. He would listen to what the girls had to say to him and would let them climb on him without showing any sign of regretting it. What Twilight didn't know was why he wore the mask though. From what the crusaders told her, Jason refuses to take off the mask and doesn't want to talk either. She figured Jason was just shy or antisocial. Her thought changed though when she saw the huge machete Jason carried with him all the time. That she figured, meant he had anger issues. Anger issues she wouldn't want to stir up anytime soon.

  A knock at the front door caught Twilights attention. She turned and walked toward the door with a confused look. She wasn't expecting company. Twilight opened the door and was met by a weird sight. A white unicorn, probably the same age as Twilight, with white fur and a blonde mane. Her eyes were like bright yellow jewels. She was wearing a red tank top with blue jeans. Twilight found herself starring in question toward the mare in front of her. The mare looked at Twilight with a happy look that reminded her of Pinkie Pie in a way. Her voice was jovial and void of any other emotion.

"Hey there! I heard the masked wolf guy was here?" she said.

  Twilight looked at the mare in front of her with wide eyes. That was something she certainly wasn't expecting.

"Uh...yeah why?" Twilight asked. Placing a hand to her hip.

  The mare giggled and crossed her arms behind her back, her bust popping out like balloons as she did.

"I just wanted to show my thanks to him."

  Now Twilight was even more flabbergast then before. Now only did this girl want to see a very mentally unstable and highly dangerous undead wolf man. Now that she thinks about it, more weirder things have happened in PonyVille. She thought about it, Twilight was right there and she could easily restrain Jason and keep him like that until he calmed down. Going against her bitter judgment, Twilight stepped aside and let the cheery mare inside her library. Twilight smelled perfume on the mare, not any brand she recognized. The mare made her way toward the main room where she saw her target. The muscular wolf man sat in a chair in near a book case. Three fillies were on a sofa sleeping next to him. The disguised Chrysalis smiled and moved over slowly toward the wolf man, Twilight watching from a distance.

  Jason hadn't moved since the girls had gone asleep. He had to admit it, he hasn't felt this calm in years. No sudden urge to mangle or gut anyone. No sudden memories flashing beyond his eyes. Not even hearing that damned voice in his head to order him to kill. For once, Jason felt peace with himself. Now he could concentrate on his own happy memories and remember the good days he had with his mother and, her. Jason couldn't remember who she was. He had know her since he was born, they were friends through childhood all the way until Jason was drowned. Killed by kids his own age, and it was because those damn teenage counselors didn't give a shit that Jason drowned. The only ones that tried to help him were his mother and, her. Jason felt a tap at his shoulder, he looked up to his right and saw a beautiful mare starring at him. The wolf mans vision flashed and the mare was replaced with another equine, the one who looked identical to Apple Bloom. Jason's vision flashed again and he was back in the present. Instead stood a girl who was unknown to Jason. An intruder.

  Jason stood as his full height, towering over the mare. His machete clenched his right hand. The mare gave Jason a wide smile and didn't show sign of any fear. She just looked into the masks eye holes  and giggled slightly. Jason was used to killing big breasted and airheaded teens before, this wasn't an exception. Twilight and Spike watched from the door way, expecting the worst. What the wolf man didn't expect was the mare got even closer to him. So close in fact, her nose was barely touching Jason's. Under his mask, Jason's eyes went wide. No female had ever gotten this close to him without having his machete driven though them. Jason didn't want to spill blood in front of the crusaders, though he was starting to regret that decision. The mare then did something that made Jason's fur stand on end. She placed her hand on the side of his mask and looked deep into his eyes.

  Twilight couldn't believe what she was seeing. This mare was trying to show thanks alright, more thanks then Twilight expected. She then looked at Jason who she felt as starting to get agitated. His chest was puffing in and out and his fur was more spiked then it was. Twilight knew Jason could snap at any second from the look of his body language. She then held her breathe as the mare put her other hand on the other side of Jason's mask. The room was silent but all you could hear was Jason's rapid breathing in his mask. Twilight needed to step in or else Jason would kill the mare.

"Uh...I'm sorry. I didn't catch your name."

  The mare looked at Twilight and released her hands from Jason's mask. She turned and crossed her arms.

"I'm Snow Cloud." she said.

  Twilight nodded.

"Well, Snow Cloud, um do you want some tea?"

  Both mares proceeded into the kitchen, leaving a shocked Jason behind. His breathing hadn't stopped and he was now giving his machete a death grip. Nobody has ever been that friendly to him in his life. Jason felt his heart pumping a million miles an hour. His fur was still on end and felt as though the entire room heated up. A heat, Jason would see will die at the end of his machete.