The Masked Knight

  Tirek had found him. The one who would  provide the source of power he needed to over power the royals. The power of that combined with Equestrian magic and other magic Tirek didn't know of but he sensed its power, and it was glorious! The centaur shouted in laughter as he gazed to the cloudy sky. He was practically roaring now, and cultists near by slowly stepped away in fear thinking their lord had gone mad. Which a long time ago, he did. Tirek ceased his laughter and stomped out from the meditation room with the open roof he was in. Snow had stopped falling and nearly melted off the ground. The stone ground was nothing but muddy water and Tirek's hooves splashed with each step. He soon came into a dark hallway, leading to the rest of the castle.

  Ventures was waiting at the entrance of the chamber, leaning against the wall with a stern look on her face. The reports she had received about Jason killing his captures and was still at large. Even worse, she would be the one to break the news to Lord Tirek. She knew he wasn't one for mercy and that her life would possible suffer from it. As she heard the clops of her masters come down the hall, a sweat drop slid down her cheek and she gulped. Tirek came from the door way with an unsusal smile on his face. He turned toward the hooded mare with an evil stare and Ventures felt her heart skip a beat. She expected Tirek to grab her by the head, crushing her skull until it burst like a zit. What she got instead was the centaur laughing and outing his gigantic arm around her shoulder and moving her next to him. She gave a confused yet relieved look.

"Master...why are you so happy?" she asks.

"Because Ventures, I have found my power source!" he responded.

  The hooded mare still had a confused look. The centaur noticed and chuckled.

"I bet your wondering who I am talking about no?"

  The mare gulped and her eyes darted left and the right. She didn't have a clue.

"Yes master."

  The centaur laughed once more and guided Ventures down a dark flight of stairs. He let Ventures go first, seeing he was the biggest one and both of them couldn't fit side by side. The stair ended and the two were greeted by a long hallway covered in hieroglyphics, looking as though they were thousands of years old. Ventures grabbed a torch from the wall and ignited it with her magic. The orange glow helped slightly as they walked down the long hallway. The mare still didn't have a clue as to what was going on but her master looked as though he has been here before. The centaur stopped at the end of the hallway at a large obsidian door with two large holes in it. The centaurs horns flared up in purple energy and he placed his horns inside the holes. The entire door then glowed purple and began to slide into the ground. Ventures eyes widened as she and Tirek saw behind the door a circular room with more hieroglyphics. They stepped in and the centaur crossed his arms while Ventures lit more torches in the room. Once that was done, the images became more clear.

"I knew I remembered where they were."

  Ventures looked at Tirek confused.

"Remembered what master?"

"The hall of legends was of course, every castle in Equestria has them."

  The centaur started to walk along the giant wall, observing the pictures as if they were a book.

"This, is the tale of the masked knight!" he exclaimed.

"Legend tells of a knight who was so powerful, he couldn't die. On this wall, it shows his biggest triumphs. He's conquered an entire city! He's defeated a powerful demon and has even defeated an evil king! Yes indeed, he will do nicely."

  Ventures found herself mesmerized by the wall. Such a creature shouldn't even be allowed to exists!

"Do you think he is here?" she asks the centaur.

  Tirek shoots a look at the hooded mare that sends a shiver down her spine. His voice then sounds like thunder as he shouts at her.

"Of course he is here! I've sensed the power with in him!"

   The centaurs voice quiets down and Ventures takes her hands off her ears. The centaur looks away from here and back toward the wall. He stares at a image of the masked knight holding the tyrant kings head in his hand and has it raised over him. However, the legend didn't stop there. He slowly moved his eyes toward the far right and saw the image of a slain beast under the knight. The image bothered Tirek, it bothered him a lot. Was he the one under the knight? Was that his destiny? He didn't want to find out. If he was to absorb the knights energy and grow stronger, he needed to kill him personally, but first, he needed to get the small problems out of the way.

"Ventures. Gather any troops you can find. Its time I pay some old colleges of mine a visit."

  Jason didn't know why. He didn't know why he felt so in danger now. It felt as though someone looked into his mind and put a target on him. He felt uneasy and couldn't think straight. The revenant looked up and saw he was still walking behind the crusaders. His heavy boots slushing in the melting snow under the sun. Jason blinked his eye and relaxed it. He didn't remember why he was following the crusaders. The last time he heard them before drifting off to space was something about "telling the others?" Jason guessed they were referring to their friends. The ones who with them years before. Jason had to be honest with himself, he couldn't wait to see their reactions. The crusaders had informed him it has been fours years since he killed Sombra. Four years and everything looked as though it didn't change. Everything was still in its place years prior. He didn't however notice the age of the crusaders and how they looked as though they were in middle school now instead of elementary. Besides that everything looked the same.

  The three fillies soon ran up to a snow covered tree house and furiously knocked on the door. Jason cocked his head as he caught up to the children and waited just like them. A fast swing of the door opening and Jason took back what he thought about everything looking the same. A teenage dragon, wearing a black long sleeve shirt and green sweats was standing in the doorway. He gave a smile toward the crusaders but when he saw the wolf man behind them, seeing his muck covered bones, blackish skin, and dagger like teeth, he passed out right on the spot! The crusaders hurried to his aid while Jason stood their stiff as a board. Yep, totally hilarious.