Undead Equestria

It was cold. My body struggled to respond. What happened to me? Sombra? I… I can't feel you. Where are you? “S...om...br...a.”

“Somepony finally woke up from there nap.” Chess's voice rang like a foghorn. My head hurt just to hear it.

My head…? “You… hit me?” I said, trying to open my eyes. I had little feeling from my body. It was just cold… and sore.

“Like you would have just followed me here sweetheart.” I finally got my eyes open and she was right in front of me. We were in what looked like a subway, the old abandoned kind you see in movies. “I needed you here for a little… party~”

“... Where's Sombra?”

“Oh, that poor excuse of a soul. I gave him something I felt he’d need.” Chess whistled and the sound of chains falling echoed until the body of a grey stallion with a jet black mane and tail stopped slightly above the ground a few meters in front of us. He was completely wrapped in those chains and his horn had a strange ring around it.

“Flurry!” Sombra’s voice came from the stallion.

“S… Sombra!? How?! You have your own body!”

“I don't know. All I remember was trying to take control of your body, then I woke up in this one. Thought I was dreaming at first.”

“That's impossible!”

“Oh you silly mortals and your lack of imagination.” Chess said, almost laughing. “Impossible is but a wall you all made long ago to keep yourselves from straying too far into the unknown.” With another whistle the chains pulled Sombra back up to wherever they were keeping him. “Now then, honored guest, we must be going. You have a party to attend.”

Chess used her magic to pull me. I finally looked and noticed I was chained to a hospital bed. My magic wasn't working for some reason, does the ring Sombra have… does it block magic? I must have one on too then. “What are you Chess?”

Chess kept walking but turned to look at me. “Still haven't figured that one out yet? Guess I shouldn't be surprised.” She gave a smile, blinked, and her eyes glowed white and a bright light practically filled the room. It lasted a minute then her eyes returned to normal. “We’re Angels love. Well, most of us. Others like Pony Flies are demons, and there are lesser spirits but I'm not gonna list them off.”

I tried to find words, anything to say back to her. After a few minutes I finally came out of my shock and spoke. “I thought Angels were good.”

“You try being a bad kid when your creators wipe you from existence for misbehaving. All but a few dozen of the ones like me survived, but it was worth it to hold the lifeless head of my makers.”

“You… Killed your own parents!?”

Chess stopped walking. She stood there for a while just in silence before finally turning to look at me. “They loved you mortals more than us. We were made first, but you were all they cared for and they forced us to help you weaklings whenever they told us too. They put the ones like me and you out of a job, especially after they made those bitches Celestia and Luna.”

“Like us?”

“What?”

“You said, “Angels like us”. I'm not one of you… right?”

Chess looked like she didn't want to respond. “... Four… there are four of us first born angles. My real name is Pestilence. Then there's War, Famine, and you… the oldest of the oldest… Death.”

“Y… You're… You're not lying, are you?”

“An angel can't posses a living body like a demon or spirit can. We need to either get permission from our host, or use a dead or dying body. But even then we need permission from them. But animals or bugs… those are free use.”

“So when you said you were a parasite-”

“My finest work ever. Takes control of the mind within seconds after death and despite how hollow or broken the body is it will keep going so long as an entity is possessing my little sweets. Only if the bug is destroyed will the body finally die.”

“But of that's true then wouldn't Sombra be Death, not me?”

“My sister is inside the parasite within your body, right in the split of your brain. Since you have an immunity to the venom my little bugs pump into the body, my only option now is to kill you the old fashioned way.”

I felt my heart sink. “Then, then why not do it when I was out cold?”

“Cause I want to hear you scream love.”

I remained silent as i kept trying to see if the chains would wiggle free. Nothing. I focused all the magic I could into my horn. Nothing. Chess, or PestIlence, kept pulling me towards somewhere. I have to get out of here, maybe the others… no, I doubt she would have let them see where she took me.

Pestilence eventually pulled me into a large empty room, the only thing of notice was a small rusty set of scales. “These are yours sister. The power to determine the worth an individual has at the time of death. If it tips to the right, then they will live on, tip to the left, they will die.”

“I am not your sister you bitch!”

“Wow, strong words from a helpless little filly. You can't even fight without that Umbrum there to help.” Pestilence suddenly twitched unnaturally. Her back arched like it was going to explode. Then, it ripped open, tentacles far too long and large slithered like snakes out of her back. She raised herself up with two and two more picked me up.

The sound of bones snapping echoed as what I could only assume was her spine was pulled out by one of the tentacles. It moved and changed itself until it looked like a bow. A slime oozed down one end to the other, making it really look like a bow now. “Like it. Had this bow my entire life. Doesn't look as it should, like us our weapons need a host. The mare that used to own this body was quite brave, figured i'd put that spine of hers to use.”

I was panicking now. I need to get outa here! “Some one help me!”

“Checkmate love.” Using her own hooves, Pestilence pulled the bow’s string back as an arrow appeared magically. She let it go and it flew, cutting through the chains and into my heart.

I didn't even scream, what came out was more like a cough. I felt my blood pour out as the arrow slowly vanished. I felt cold. I felt scared. I felt… tired.

“Are you ready, sister.”

I felt my head move, but I wasn't doing it. I found myself looking Pestilence right in the eyes. ”Sister?” A voice that wasn't mine spoke.

“Yes Death, it's me. Pestilence.”

”My scales. Where-”

“Right here sister.” Pestilence lifted the scales up with her magic and took of the ring on my horn. What is she-?

Silence child. You will be safe. Trust me. If I could, I would have dropped my jaw.

Death took the scales in her magic, a similar sickly green as Pestilence. She kept her eye contact with Pestilence and tipped the scales down left.

Blood poured from Pestilence’s mouth. Her expression was one of pain. She looked so betrayed. “Why sister?”

Pestilence dropped and my body fell as well. Death didn't move much, she broke the chains with her magic.

”Finally.”

You… killed her?

”The sisterhood between my kin and I was severed long ago. She just kept trying to tend to a dead fire. My sins are irreversible. I played a part in my parents murder. Yet I can't die, so please say yes.”

Yes to-?

”Thank you” Death tipped her scales left again, and I fell into blissful unconsciousness.

“Uhhhhg.” I felt like the flu caught itself. My breathing was hard, and my body refused to move. I felt warm though, pretty comfortable actually. I opened my eyes and found myself back in my parents bedroom. Was that all a dream?

I struggled to move, but managed to use my magic to help when needed. I walked over to the bathroom and when the lights turned on I caught a good look at myself. I was dirty. My usual pink coat was very dark, almost black. My mane and tail was almost dirt brown with only little patches of it’s usual purple and blue. I made a B-line for the shower. As the water hit me it felt like a jolt of energy brought me up to speed, my breathing was easier, my body didn’t hurt so bad, and I became fully aware of what was around me.

Drying myself off, I took another look in the mirror after wiping the fog off. I was me again, though, I did notice something off. I felt, slightly taller and my eyes… my eyes look dark red now. How?

Knock, knock, knock.

“Come in.” I replied.

The doors practically flew open as Sombra entered. His body was flesh and he wasn’t in that mannequin. So that wasn’t a dream. “You’re finally awake.”

“I was out long?”

“Two days. What happened, if you can recall?”

“Well, It would be hard to believe if I didn’t see it for myself.”

“I was your soul up until just a few days ago, now I’m back from the dead body and soul. Surprise me.”

“Do you know an angel named Pestilence?”

“One for the four bringers of the Apocalypse?”

“Yeah, Chess was her.”

Sombra’s jaw dropped. “How? All the texts I’ve read on angels say they need permission to possess a body, even a dead one.”

“Yeah, she told me that. But she did say insects, and lesser animals are fair game.”

“Then, that, how?”

“Remember Sunburst’s notes? He thought the virus might be a living creature. It’s a parasite she made to take over a body once it dyes. Then, they posses the parasite and the body with it.”

“I’d be impressed if I wasn’t so confused. So this really is the end of the world?”

“No, actually she told me the world wasn’t supposed to end, the angels rebelled against the makers. Killed them.”

“The makers are dead?!”

“Yes. And the Undead are various spirits, demons and angels possessing bugs possessing the bodies of the dead.”

“... Well… That uh, that is something else… so what did Chess-er, Pestilence want with you?”

“I have a Parasite in me, we all do, the angel in mine was her sister, Death. Since I’m immune to some sorta venom she said they produce, so she killed me.”

“But you aren’t dead?”

“It was weird. Death took over my body, then used some old looking scales and killed Pestilence with them, asked me to say ‘yes’ to something. I said yes while trying to ask her a question and she said ‘thank you’ and used the scales again. Next thing I knew I woke up here.”

“So the after life came here. This is gonna be- wait, scales?” Sombra walked over to the closet next to the bed and opened it up, revealing the rusty scales. “You were hugging these things like a baby when I finally got free and found you. So these are Death’s scales. They don’t look like much.”

“I know but they work. Seen it for myself. Hey Sombra?”

“Hm?”

“Let’s not tell everyone what I just said alright? It would freak them out more than it would answer anything really. We also need to talk to Kitty, she’s an angel so she might know something more to this.”

‘Yeah, but can we still trust her?”

“Death said she regretted what happened so with how Kitty is she definitely regrets what happened.”

“Alright Flurry, you just take it easy okay? You scared the heck out of me.”

“I’ll try. Wow, it’s gonna take some getting used to seeing you like this. With a body I mean.”

“Yeah. I wonder why she gave me this, or how she even made it? Well, least there’s one good thing about this.”

“Being?”

“I get to eat and drink what I want without you gaining the weight.”

“Oh you are so- Get outta here!”

Sombra ran out of the bedroom laughing. That, that’s the first time I’ve heard him laugh actually… but he is right, how or why did they give him his own body… and who now that I think about it?