Dash To Hell

It was a stormy night. Deep within the crime ridden city of Manehattan a single earth pony stallion was in a alleyway running for his life. He wasn't slowing down for what was chasing him. While running he then reached a deadend. He turned back to see the allyway was empty but he wasn't going to take any chances. He then saw a dumpster and without thinking he jumped inside and closed the lid.

He then whispered under his breath. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Please don't let her find me.” The stallion in question was older looking in his mid 40’s wearing a simple red colored shirt,blue jeans, thick glasses, and red Nikes. He had a average build and his age was clearly showing. His fur was dark blue with a grey mane. He was almost hyperventilating at this point until he heard footsteps outside in which he held his breath.

The footsteps walked to the end of the alleyway then started to turn around but stopped when it came next to the dumpster. The stallion slowed his breathing to the point you could just barely here if you listened closely. The footsteps then sounded they were walking away until it was dead silent.

He then sighed in relief. “Oh thank celestia.”

He then opened the lid to be meet with a hand grabbing his neck. He was then pulled out of the dumpster and thrown on the ground. He landed on his back and then a black leather boot was pressed on his chest and pinned him to the ground.

The pony that just caught him was a mare Pegasus with demonic bat wings, razor sharp teeth, and red eyes. She has ash colored fur and messy red and black striped mane. Her cutie mark was a dark grey closed with red and black lightning bolt coming from it. She wears black t-shirt with a black leather overcoat, black cargo pants, black leather boots, and finally a blood red colored Rolex watch on her left wrist.

She looked at the stallion with a slightly annoyed expression. She then spoke in a raspy voice. “That was pretty pathetic. You could have at least gotten a car or something to make this more interesting. Or even get a weapon. This is just sad. Anyway.”

She clears her throat and speaks in a demonic voice. “Mortal Earth Pony ’Blue Page’. Your contract is expired. It's time to pay up your debt. Any final pleas?”

The stallion then begged. “Please. Have mercy on me demon. I've got a wife and daughter. Please I only made the contract so I could get rid of my cancer so I could watch my daughter grow up. Please can't spend a little mo-”

The mare then slapped him hard to shut up. “Shut up and take it like a stallion. Do you have any idea how many times I've heard that same speech. Look it's nothing personal but this is what you get for making a deal with a demon.”

She then reaches into her overcoat pocket and pulls out a .44 magnum and points it at his head. He shivers in fright. “Pleas-”

She interrupts in her demonic voice. ”I'm just doing my job. See you in hell.”

She pulls the trigger and puts a bullet in his brain. His body goes limp and blood drips from his skull as his corpse lays there dead. The mare then takes her boot of the body and reaches into her her over coat pocket and pulls out a small grey crystal. She then says speaks an ancient dead language that in a small blue glowing mystical ball better known as a soul came from the corpse and went inside the crystal making it the turn the same color as the soul.

She then hears a police since coming closer to her location but is unfazed by it. She then presses a button on her Rolex and then a clip board materialized in front of her and catches it before it falls. The board is filled with names crossed out in blood. The mare then took her finger and dipped it in the pool of blood around the corpse and used it to cross out the last name at the bottom of the list. She then presses the button on watch to make the clipboard disappear.

She heard the the cops getting closer and she still was unfazed by it. She then spoke in the dead language again. Her body glowed dark purple for a few seconds and she started walking toward the police. They ran right past her as if she wasn't there. She kept walking until was a few blocks away and went into a different alleyway.

She then sees a red unicorn mare curved horn similar to sombra but shorter. She was wearing a grey dress then went down to knee caps, matching high heels and a grey Rolex watch like her’s except grey. She smiled as soon as soon as the unicorn saw the mare.

“Hi rainbow. Is your quota done for today?”

“Mystic Maze. How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that. You know very well that rainbow dash is dead the least you can do is call by the demon I am now.”

“Oh fine Killjoy. So did you fill quota ‘Shadow Dash’?”

“Thank you. Yes I did here is my list and the souls.”

Dash then presses the button on her watch and catches the clipboard and tosses it to Maze. Dash then reaches into pocket and pulls out 15 Crystals.

5 were blue to signify ‘The Innocent’. Say if you died of natural causes or unnatural causes and are good person you can get into heaven. The rest were red to signify ‘The Damned’. Say if you murder, rape, beat your wife and kids repeatedly, scam someone to the point of homelessness or anything like that you deserve to got to hell.

Demon's collect souls and trade it for currency called H&H coins. (Heaven & Hell coins) Believe it or not Angels do the same thing demons when it comes to deal. What angels need jobs. Just because angels protect heaven doesn't mean some of them aren't dicks. Yea there is also such a thing as a ‘good’ demon. Dash is one of the best actually.

Demons and angels mostly use the coins stuff the improves their lives like enchanted items, demonic and heavenly weapons, servants, and a bunch of other stuff. Demons buy damned souls and sell Innocent souls to the angles and vice versa. Of course we have to make all our deals and sales on earth. Demons can't enter heaven anymore then angles can enter hell.

When they started this arrangement it did start get unwanted attention and unfortunately that accidentally led to the birth of the hunters. A small percentage of entire mortal population of Stupid mortals that don't like the idea of our way of making a living and can't accept this is how life works. Hey all Demons and Angels doing is making sure all the races on the planet don't overpopulate. That and the hunters are mostly stubborn idiotic psychopaths. Not even the princess

( OK OK OK we get it! Enough world building and just get back to the story already!)

(Aww but I haven't gotten to the part that explains how demons and angels are made. Come on?)

( NO!!! You've stretched this long enough I'm pretty sure the readers are board too. Explain that in the next chapter in shadow dash’s origin. )

(Fine! But you're going to pay for this later pinkie.)

(Okie! Dokie! Loki! Whatever you say.)

“Nice job dashie. Here is your pay.”

Maze then gave dash her a bag filled with H&H coins. “Don't spend them all at once dashie. Ok have fun I got to get these to these to their rightful places.”

“You have a good night too mazy. See you tomorrow.”

Dash then spoke in the in the dead language and her body turn purple for a few seconds and then her teeth turned normal and her demon wings look like normal Pegasus wings. She then took off at top speed. If there's one thing she still loved even as demon it's the sensation of flying. She flew high above the clouds looking down at the city below. It was a beautiful night.

Dash then flew down to the bad part of town. Right in the slums. She then stopped at a small abandoned apartment building and went to the 13th floor and went to room F66. She reach in her pants pocket and pulled out a red glowing key. As soon as she put the key near the keyhole it instantly shaped to fit perfectly in the keyhole. As soon as she unlocked the door and pulled out the key the door glowed red. When dash opened the door inside was a huge awesome looking apartment with hellish style too but in a good way. It includes a living room, bedroom, bathroom, closet, and kitchen.

She the walked straight to the bathroom. The disguise spell wore off as she walked. She then stripped naked in front of the mirror and got a good look at herself. She was average height for her age before she died which was 32. Demons can't age just so you know and neither can Angels. Her age is now 38. She is still as hot as ever. She has E sized breasts and are proud of them with a matching ass. She knew a few succubuses that was very good at transforming magic. No regret on that. But even with a body like this. There isn't really a point if there is no special some pony to show off too.

Dash sighed as she turned in a hot bath. The faucet then started pouring steaming blood. Water can still work for us but it's very uncomfortable and this is the only way to keep our power stable and at top condition. She then got in the bath and relax as she cleaned herself and replenish her power.

After she got out of the bath she then dryer off and put on her blood red robe. She then went the living room sat on the couch and watched some TV. After half an hour dash then glances at a picture of her old self and her friends. She then grabs for the picture frame and stares at her old friends.

What would they think of what really happened to her. How would twilight feel about this. At least dash knows they are all safe and that is all that matters. It still hurts though. She then hugs the picture frame tight and crys. She cries black tears as she thinks about all the moments she could of her friends. She cried the most when she thought about twilight. She loved twilight before this. I doubt she could ever love a monster like her.