Dante

I can do this, I can do this... Dante paced back and forth, his shiny armor clanking as the royal blue cape hung to his right side. I’ve fought in wars for goodness sake; I mean I can handle a litt-

A knocking at the door cuts him short of his internal pep-talk.

“Sir, are you ready?”

“Uhhhh I… ^Cough cough cough^ I think I’m sick…”

The lock of the door glows and jostles around as it turns itself; Celestia walks in in a flourishing dress, glistening in even the slightest of light.

“Now son, I do believe this is your first actual appearance to the public for the hundreds of years you have blessed me with being my child. Now you WILL get OUT of this room, and you WILL attend the Gala. Do I make myself clear young man?!” Celestia glares at poor Dante, the glare only a mother could give to her child.

“Yes mother…”

“Good. Who knows, you may find yourself a nice girl.”

“Moooooom….”

“I’m only saying! Now be down in an hour, or I will come up here, and drag you down myself.”

Celestia turns to exit and walks down the stairs, a dark red Pegasus leans his head into the doorway, his black mane falling over one eye.

“Man you’re how old and you’re still getting yelled at by mommy?”

“Shut up Crimson.”

“Or what?”

“I will destroy you.”

Crimson dashes in and tackles him, their identical armor crushing together, Crimson slams Dante down and places a hoof on his chest plate.

“No you won’t, you love me too much brother.”

Dante tosses him off hard and he slams into the wall cracking it, laughing as he leans his head back.

“I’ve been kicking your ass since the day we became friends.” Dante grunts as he stands up, his horn glows as he begins to reshape and unscuff their armors.

“Hah, yeah you have, saving it too.”

“Ah the good old days right?”

“How long ago was that, maybe fifty or so?”

“I lose track Crim.”

“Either way, let’s go princess, if we must attend this party, might as well get hammered.”

“Count me in.” Dante says attaching the sword to his side as he places his wing over the sheath.

Crimson peered over his shoulder as he looked back. “Gonna come with?”

“You go ahead… I’ll catch up..” Dante nods at Crimson who understandingly walks out, shutting the door behind him. Dante sighs as he quietly walks out to his balcony, he overlooked as the ponies piled in, coming in massive numbers dressed elegantly. The wars have had a massive effect on the population, so many stallions had died during the war and very few remain in Equestria, and it was hard for most mares to get pregnant with the magical forces that keep Equestria in balance. He wasn’t looking forward to talking with the people this night, he didn’t speak like them, nor did he want to be an embarrassment to his mother. He heard a swooping noise and the light tacking of hooves behind him as he turned his head to see his Aunt.

“Enjoying the night are we?” She came over sat next to him, brushing against her nephew to act as a hug,

“Hey Aunt Luna! I really always wanted to meet you…” He smiles at her, never meeting his aunt before. “I used to always sit out here at night and stare up at the moon, hoping you’d be allowed to come back…”

Luna giggles a bit and hugs her wing around him. “I know, I’d watch you from the moon sometimes, you were so adorable staring up at me with those big blue eyes of yours. You concerned me as you grew however…”

He turns his head to her, a saddened expression displayed across his face. “Why?” He questions, pondering all that he did as a young alicorn.

“Your war form… It carries immense power… Dark power…” She shivers a bit. “I do not wish my fate to come upon you..”

Dante sighs a breath of relief, “That’s nothing, I have complete control over my battle form, it’s who I really am, this is my fake form.”

She seems confused as she looks at him dead in the eyes. “You’re really a omnivore?”

“Yep, I live off the fruits and stuff, but I take meat when I can, it’s delicious, and the fangs came in handy as a weapon on the battlefield.”

Luna gasps in shock. “You didn’t..”

“Yeah, heheh… Ripped a minotaur’s throat out… the blood tasted so good… Have you ever seen the look of captured prisoners as you take one and tear the heart from their chest, then hold the still beating organ in the air while drinking the blood dripping from it, oh the fear in their eyes as you chew on it and spit it out next to the twitching body…” He licks his lips as he looks up at the sky.

“D-Dante… That… That’s aweful…” She takes her wing back, and takes a few steps back.

“Why? Do you know what they did to our prisoners? Do you?! They cut them up in front of each other, made them into meals, and sometimes forced my stallions to eat their brothers. Fair was fair… There is no modesty on the battlefield, only death.”  Dante looks at her with a red glow replacing the blue in his eyes, slowly the fade to their normal sapphire blue. “Oh jeez… Sorry Aunty Luna… I-I didn’t mean to scare you…”

She nuzzles him calmly as she opens the doors. “Don’t worry about it, just caught me off guard… Come on, your mom will kill me if she found out I was the one stalling you from the party, hehe, let’s see how many girls swarm my handsome nephew. Luna giggles as she walks down the hall and turns the stairs.

Dante sighs as he walks down  the hallway, and stops at the stairs. “It’s just a party… Just a party….”