You can’t assume what you are going to be right off the bat after you find something you like, I don’t want to be something that I enjoy so much I’ll end up regretting in the future. Killing to protecting someone against those who dare wants to cause harm their whatever they were protecting, Zeal had done the same thing killing those that want to cause me harm things I can’t fight against until I get more training and handle fighting like an actual demon soldier; a soldier who takes commands from many high ranking demons. This was my rank a demon soldier ready to die for orders, but I’m not going to die for orders I’ll die whenever I want to die. Zeal was the only friend I had ever since waking up in this body, a body of some demon, he been their training me to a rank he sees fit for me ranks of demons and dark lords. What’s a dark lord you may ask, well I only know them because how Zeal tells me stories how he saw one of the dark lords; a dark lord is below the rank Devil’s Cards but they can still earn the rank of being one to serve the creator of hell.

Three days had passed after relieving Zecora of her needs. I know it was uncalled for as it could have been avoided but it was so tempting and the chance of surprising her like that was low. Sometimes taking a risk is worth it if you know the outcome. Zecora has been acting like herself when we first starting dating but a bit more on loving and clingy. I don’t really care what’s going on through her head as nothing seemed to be bothering her at all, she’s just acting more of a clingy type of girlfriend. Just hope it doesn’t bite me in the ass.

Zecora my “marefriend” or girlfriend, I don’t know much about emotions as my heart was nothing more than a flickering soul pulsing my blood through the veins in my body. All I can do to keep her happy is wearing a mask but one that I try to fake my emotions to at least keep her happy. Being heartless has a terrible price to pay as I can’t feel any love that Zecora wants me to feel, Is there a book about faking emotions if so I’ll read that book in a hea-I mean soul pulse. That doesn’t sound right.

Taliha has been acting normal as usual, she learned more commands where she could finally listen to my command for attack, hold back, capture, and sit. Yes, I had to teach her the word sit in Spanish but thankfully it didn’t too long for her to know the word sit means. She’s been growing a tiny after every hunt in the day I have taken out or when strolling around the forest to find someplace to mine for materials. The bite mark I gave her were still there on the side of her neck, I still may be the alpha to her and that bite mark proves it but Taliha could challenge again if she wants to be alpha. A goliath like her could easily take me on if I were human tearing me apart and leaving my corpse a pile of parts, I have to thank Zeal for that.

I had recovered fully after taking it easy on my body and letting the days past by me, I had recovered all of my hell energy within me staying in the room where Zeal gains him to keep himself in his form on this world’s surface. The blood in my body can regain some from drinking other animals blood; yes after biting Taliha I came to a craving for blood, but I kinda don’t feel well-drinking blood of animals to gain what I had lost and knowing that my body can replace the lost blood by time. Drinking blood made me feel less than what I wanted to stay as wanting to be the same as human and demon, but I feel like I could be something else. Something I don’t really know.

Four more days until Zecora’s and mine date starts again, four days until we have our quiet moment with each other. I already know Zecora loves me after I kissed her to occupy her mind off the pain of a broken hand. Does love really work like that when someone you spend time with each other gaining trust from one another before finally declaring your love with a kiss? What does Zecora see in me, and Luna the demigoddess of the moon, another mare that loves me for who I am; How Luna fell in love with me is something I never asked her about. Maybe I’ll have a word with her when the time is right.

The voice in my head has begun to sound like a wise old man with a deep voice and every time it would echo like being in a cave yelling out with every breath. I still do not know who he is but the more I start to piece together of how I managed to hear him after being hit by rainbows. Did something inside that rainbow entered in me or did it collided Discord’s conscious into mine? That rainbow was something I have to know about so I can prove that A or B is correct if not then all the pieces I gathered up to now of that voice was for nothing.

Magic, I only managed to learn about two more in my dream. Blessing touch; another type of healing spell being under apprentice, but this one able to repel the undead sending them back to the dead if their an unwilling soul that wishes not to be controlled. And Fury, a different spell under illusion; a deception spell that messes with the mind of the victim blinding them in some kind of cloud of emotions.

The sound of chirps from the birds above the tree, where I’m napping under, waking me up from my nap. I opened my eyes to see green leaves above me and a couple of birds chirping at one another some seemed to look like a couple having a conversation with one another as the others were flying from branch to branch. Noon, that was the time of the day. I was in the Everfree just to keep Zecora company for the whole day as she continues living in her tree house making potions for those in Ponyville. The reason why she’s here instead of being on the mountain was that of someone having some illness from some plant. I can’t do delivering again since everyone believes I’m dead and revealing myself to the folks in Ponyville word of me being alive would spread like wildfire except this one cannot be put out.

‘The sun is blinding as always it gives life to those who bathe in its light, but those who love the darkness will have hatred towards the gods who created it, Lenith, Davo Dawn, Star Breaker, and many more. Who do you hate, does the sun make you fear the light? Does darkness love you? What path will you choose one who hates the light and bathes in darkness or one who hates the shadows and loves the light? TELL ME!’ I clutch both sides of my head and bolted up straight into a sitting position, the voice had to yell in my head like a gun being fired right by your ear. The ringing in my ears soon began to stop. This is what I had to deal with a voice that questions the choices I make, gives advice if he wanted, and one that’ll give you a migraine from how loud he yells.

“For the last time, I do not know, ever since I went into rage of wanting to be alpha you started asking me this question every day…” I looked up at the leaves feeling my hood falling back, the small warmth of the sun’s beam touches my skin. The Light does not harm me and I do not harm the light, Darkness I live in and wish to control it but what is the cost? “...I don’t truly know, my soul feels like it's being pulled by the two wanting to know which side my soul is one. Is it with the Darkness? Or is it with the light? I don’t know.”

‘Very well, but do not think the darkness and light are fighting for you.’ What? The last part left me shocked, darkness and light are not fighting me; darkness that all evil prays to and light where all holy prays too.

My gaze fell upon something different, below the tree was snake staring at me with its cat-like eyes gazing into mine. I’m not sure if this snake was just an ordinary snake slithering through the forest looking for small prey it can feed, but in those eyes, I see this snake was no ordinary snake. It looked away from me breaking eye contact before slithering away into the forest.

Having enough of sitting around and waiting for Zecora to come back I decided to go visit her before anyone else has the chance to go find her. I stood back up on my feet and pulled my hood up if there were someone at Zecora’s house then keeping myself hidden would be a smart move to make. I journeyed back to Zecora’s tree.

The branches and vines in my way were pushed aside, rocks and fallen trees were stepped over, and poisonous plants were avoided. The Everfree was still a dangerous forest that ponies here fear the creatures lurking within the woods and in the caves that are scattered around the like secret dungeons in a game, but what game I don’t know. I only encountered three kind of dangerous creatures living in the Everfree Timberwolves, Manticores, and a dragon, which I only encountered once. More had to live here it just can’t be a small bunch of animals living here being the only residents living in this forest.

“A brew to deal with Poison Sue; one that gives those eats the flower will have an unsettling hour. The taste of this brew will be sour.” Zecora walked around picking herbs and flowers petals to grind in the mortal or let some soak up water in a small water before adding them to the cauldron. I sat at in the corner watching her pour ingredients into the cauldron before going back for more. This potion she was brewing was, like she had mentioned, for a poison to cure because how some filly didn’t know what a Poison Sue is; it’s a type of flower, the flower’s pollens if someone would have stiff one they experience feeling light-headed before their limbs weaken and leave them paralysed from the neck down.

The way that Zecora brew her potions would help anyone that wants something cured or someone dead seeing how she knew most of the plants here in the Everfree forest, but I can’t say for that she knew every type of plant here in the Everfree and every combination of potions and remedy. I can handle being poisoned because how my body would carry the venom into my blood and cause me to puke out blood. It was better to lose a small amount of blood than cutting my body where the venom was injected and wait for my blood to seep out the cut losing more than puking.

“And this filly that smelled the flower is in the hospital at Ponyville?” I asked wondering if the parent was being responsible and acting like a true parent? Zecora just nodded and poured another ingredient into the cauldron before stirring the concoction with a wooden spoon.

As Zecora was working on the potion for the unfortunate filly I got up from my seat and walked over to the window. Outside was like you expect to see when living in the forest, trees, overgrown bushes, flowers, and vines. Nothing much interesting outside.

I took my gaze off the window and looked back at Zecora to see her dipping a glass bottle into the cauldron letting the brew fill the bottle up before pulling it out and sealing it with a wooden cap. She walked over to a leather satchel, on the counter near other herbs, and placed the potion inside the satchel.

“I will be back before dark.” Zecora strapped the satchel over her shoulder and walked over to me. She pressed her lips against mine and left without saying anymore.

“Great, guess listening to the voice in my head would be the only conversation I have.”

POV Zecora

After exiting out of the Forest I made it past the plain to Ponyville’s hospital where the young foal resides at. The parents did not expect Poison Sue to grow in their garden as they live deep in the Everfree where the Silver hornets gather its pollen, but after the incident of knowing that their foal had been poison the parents pluck the flower by its roots and gave it to me. I knew of the conditions if one smells the flower as knowing that I had time to worry less and brew the cure without hurrying.

In the hospital, I gave the potion to Nurse Red Heart and departed knowing that my presence would no longer be needed there. As I exited out of the doors to the outside I noticed two particular ponies that Heartless used to talk with whenever he came into Ponyville, Bon Bon and Lyra if I do remember him speaking of them during training. I had already known the two and it's no secret that they are a couple.

Lyra noticed me quickly and ran up to me with hopeful eyes. Why she has the look of hope was how she, Bon Bon, Vinyl, and Applejack had known Heartless had delivered potions to the pony that requested for their problem.

“Zecora, did you see any sign of Heartless? I know he’s still out there I just have a feeling.” It hurts me from lying to one of Heartless’ friends has he spends time when them whenever he comes to Ponyville. Applejack had come to the thought that Heartless was gone forever because of the elements, but she’s wrong as he is still alive.

“Lyra.”

“I fear to bear the news for you; but no sign of our friend not even a clue,” Lying again I observed Lyra’s expression to see her sadden of hearing the same lie from me.

“Oh,” Lyra let out a depressing sigh as her eyes stared down at the ground. “Well if you do then come see us first as he’s our friend and I want to know if he’s okay.”

“Of course, when I spot sight of him; I will come soon and speak you.” Lyra happily smiled and looked up at me glad to hear me say that.

“Thank you Zecora.” Lyra gave me a quick hug before taking a step back by Bon Bon side.

“Do you want to talk with us, Vinyl and Octavia are joining us at Sugercube corner,” Bon Bon offered. I could have denied the offer and go back to the Everfree where Heartless was doing his own things being himself, but if I did then Lyra and Bon Bon would be saddened.

I nodded, both Lyra and Bon Bon smiled liking the response they saw. I had time to waste before the sun hits the horizon. Both began to walk off to Sugercube Corner with me following behind them.

Heartless would want to know how his friends miss him and maybe he might want to see them again. Hope was the only thing I could believe in as Zeal wasn’t glad to hear about Heartless being weak and the cause of that being the ponies who turned the chaos god himself to stone and save this land from him. I can’t really blame Zeal being angered about a race thought to be peaceful only to know the next thing everything went somewhere that no zebra knows.

When I first came here before Applebloom had the courage to go search for me ignoring all the fear that the ponies here had, if it weren’t for her bravery everypony here would still be afraid of me. Being seen as a monster was not what I wanted, my kin would have told me to move than bear the burden of having these pony folks fearing me. What would have happened if Heartless arrived here earlier before Applebloom spoke with me, would we have met in kindness or the opposite? If it were the opposite him acting like a true demon my kin believes then would I have been taken a slave or eaten?

At Sugercube Corner the mares were talking about their own day how everything was, Vinyl and Octavia haven’t brought up their concern about Heartless making me feel as if they too have the same conclusion has Applejack. Do they believe that Heartless is dead that Twilight and her friends had killed them? I wish I could speak for Heartless well being that he still lives hidden in the Everfree, but would Heartless wants them to know he lives or would they spread the word of his survival.

“Zecora?” My thoughts were drowned out by the voice of the grey mare sitting across from me. Her face says it all she was worry, possibly because how quiet I was. “Do you think Heartless is still alive out there?”

“Yes,” I answered without even thinking. “I believe Heartless is alive, but he would strive to keep hidden; but do not worry my little ponies, as there is a chance he lives in the Everfree.”

“If so then why don’t we go looking for him,” Vinyl respond with joy in her voice, she stood straight up out of her chair and rested her hand on the table as leaned over the table. I mistook the silence, they do care and are eager too.

“Vinyl,” Octavia began as she pulled the DJ mare back into her seat. “We don’t know for sure where he is at in the Everfree forest, and let’s not forget about the dangerous beasts lurking within the forest where Heartless might be fighting off defending himself like how he fought Discord!” The mare grabbed hold of her friend and pulled her close that their muzzles touched. “And seeing the thing he turned into had frightened everypony that they won’t want him to be alive. Tartarus he could go against Celestia and Luna herself!”

“Octavia, I know you’re just over thinking it.” Bon Bon stood up from her chair and rested a hand on Octavia’s shoulder calming the mare down. “We all saw what he changed into after Discord removed his mask, not that I’m scared of what he changed into, a creature that may be faster than Rainbow when she performs the Sonic Rainboom when it comes to close quarters, but we all know him and still think of a friend don’t we all? And to top it off with a cherry on top he would have attacked us since he had multiple chances of harming everypony in Ponyville.”

The gray mare finally calmed and sat in her chair the others did too. The three had caused other ponies to look over at our table some unsure what we’re talking about as other, including Pinkie Pie, were interested in what we were talking about. I just hope that none of them heard what we were speaking of. Surely they couldn’t have heard us because how we kept using our inside voice to keep other ponies from listening in.

“Bon Bon is right,” Lyra spoke up agreeing with her marefriend. “He would have attacked at any moment in Ponyville and even would have harmed Applejack when we showed him, Sweet Apple Acres.”

Lyra had made her point if Heartless was a monster that everypony here sees him as then he would have attacked before Discord even broke free from his prison. The other mares sitting around the table agreed with her and Bon Bon. I already knew Heartless wouldn’t do these things they feared, but I couldn’t help myself from speaking out.

“I have known Heartless himself; he wouldn’t ever do those things of ponies who would for oneself.” I leaned over the table still seated in my chair and pulled out a piece of Heartless’ mask, how I achieve on acquiring a piece of the mask was when he arrived after the incident of Discord. The mares all leaned in and looked at the piece knowing for sure who it belongs to.

“Is that what I think it’s from?” All the mares leaned over to take a closer look at the piece in my hand. I pulled back the piece from their gaze and put it away in my satchel where it has been for most of the weeks.

“Yes, from the one who changed into the beast we saw; but do not expect the least.”

Everypony was silent not a single sound came from the other mares, the background noises were from the ponies around us talking to themselves ordering their sugary treats and desserts. What were they thinking after I have spoken, do they believe that Heartless has changed or stayed the same? I observed them looking for any signs of negative emotions, but I found none as glanced at each other.

“Zecora what day will you be free?”

POV Lyra

Tuesday, that is when the girls and I supposed to be ready. What was our plan when Zecora had shown us the piece of Heartless’ mask at first I had thought we go out instantly and start searching for him, but we all have responsibility here and we can only use one day as an excuse and what day is that? TUESDAY, the day when Zecora was able to come back and help us through the Everfree forest. How I knew that Heartless was wearing a mask I saw him took off his hoodie once in Ponyville when he came back from Sweet Apple Acres, he was sitting in a shade in an alleyway where no pony would know he would be there no pony except for me, I saw him walked in the alleyway and sat down behind a barrel with his legs sticking out. Curiosity what drove me to see what was under his hood. I managed to catch by surprise he said seeing that creepy mask of his, I don’t find it creepy...okay a tiny bit I do. How did the others know about the mask was from Octavia because Heartless helped her out when her legs were crushed under a pile of rubble from a pillar.

That mare was lucky to see Heartless without his coat, I wanted to see more than just his mask and brown hair. What did he looked like than wearing that coat of his, was he covered in brown fur that feels soft or rough, or was he similar to a minotaur having a top half furless and bottom half furred? I can just imagine him having that coat off and seeing that top half of his body naked is a dream that I wouldn’t mind seeing. I wonder if he gained more muscles than Mic Mac, but a mare can dream.

The day we had asked Zecora was four days ago, last Friday of October sixteenth. She didn’t seem to mind this until she began to sweat a bit after realizing what she said. I don’t know why she was acting nervous Zecora is a strange zebra and I have to say that at least.

Bon Bon and I had been packing two separate bags, one was packed with clothes as the other packed was packed with a tent that we would share. We also packed food and water in two satchels before going to the Everfree to meet up with Vinyl, Octavia, and Zecora. Where we all agreed to meet at, near the edge of the forest where it’s easier to spot one of us.

Sure ponies around would find it strange that a Candy shop owner, a Zebra, a DJ, and a cello musician going to camp in the forest in the third day of the week would be found suspicious. We can’t stop any pony from seeing us suspicious, but what we can do is still go into the Everfree and search for Heartless. Camping does sound fun only if it weren’t in the Everfree.

After packing the bags and satchels Bon Bon and I went out to the Everfree where the girls would meet us at. We made sure to go out around five since most ponies won’t be up around that time and it gives us less of a chance for somepony would follow us. I can’t say I’m not scared of going into a forest filled with beast that either wants to eat us for dinner or kill us just for the fun of it, Zecora knows more about the Everfree than we do since she lives in the forest itself and had met many dangerous beasts lurking behind every tree and dark caves. That’s why she’ll be guiding us as we search for Heartless.

“Do you think Heartless would be the same pony we met before the incident?” Bon Bon asked worried that Heartless won’t be the same pony that we hang out with. I couldn’t help but think too, would he be the same?

“I don’t know…” I truly don’t really know. “...Maybe he might be the same or might have changed a tiny bit.”

In the corner of my eye, I saw Bon Bon nod her head as we crossed the plain to the edge of the forest where we saw Vinyl, Octavia, and Zecora waiting for us. They all saw us, Vinyl waved her hand being the DJ mare she was her smile shows that she was glad we were doing this, I think? When we approached the mares Vinyl was the one who spoke out.

“We’re all here Zecora let’s get going!” The mare pumps her right fist at the sky acting like a filly that’s excited to go on a trip to the beach in Fillydelphia. Octavia shook her head at Vinyl childish acts before she looked over at us.

“Very well; but be wary as the Everfree is a dangerous place.” After Zecora had warned us for the final time we all entered in the forest where Heartless may or may not be in.

I have to say the Everfree was a creepy place to travel through. The magic this place had was not to be taken lightly as how some creatures lurking within this place were created by the Everfree itself, from what I had heard, like the Timberwolves and the Thorn viper (basically a viper made of sharp-ended twigs) how they're common further in the Everfree. The clouds moving on their own isn’t the worst part of the Everfree as there were more about the forest that I don’t even know. If there were books about the Everfree then Twilight might have at least some of them if not then she’s lacking on learning more about the environment around Ponyville that may help her if she ever thinks about taking a stroll in the woods.

Manticores, a type of animal that has the full body of a lion, scorpion tail, horns, and leather wings. I do believe that Fluttershy has managed to befriend one and kept him or her from harming any more ponies that go in the Everfree, but that doesn’t stop the other creatures living in the forest from harming us. What if we do run into a predator of the Everfree? Would we be able to fight back with magic or would we be killed easily? Will Heartless be around to save us like some heroes in those novels I had read when I was a filly when the innocent were in danger? Is Heartless going to hear us if we ever be in danger or would he just ignore us and leave us to our fates?

‘Lyra don’t ask stupid question like these, you already have the thoughts of Humans in your mind and you don’t need any more stress than you are going through.’ As if Celestia was listening to my thoughts a branch that Octavia pushed out of her way smacked me across my breast causing me to yelp in pain. And having your boobs being hit with a stick wasn’t the best feeling to have and should not be thought of any stallions of making a mare’s tits to jiggle or bounce.

“Lyra!?” Octavia called out and turned her whole body in my direction, her face was full of worry that someone who meant to do that.

“I’m fine,” I said pushing the branch away and rubbing the spot where it smacked me across. Didn’t expect things to happen bad in a short amount of time. The gray mare nodded and continued following Zecora, while I tried to soothe my breast by gently rubbing them to numb the pain.

I glanced over my shoulder for a quick look at Bon Bon. She seemed to be handling all of this like it was second nature for her, it was probably a good thing that she’s handling this well since walking through a forest with creatures lurking around would frighten a filly. I turn my attention back to the three mares ahead of me and felt the throbbing pain slowly numbed away. If we find Heartless I’m not going to show him any mercy on how he could have just left us like that.

POV Third

As the mares traveled through the forest in search for a friend of their the man they were looking for was just located deeper in the Everfree sitting on the ledge carving a stick figure of himself into a tree with a steel dagger. He no longer wore that plain black cloak of his instead he wore something new, he still had the mask but only it covered half of his face from the base of the nose to the chin. The clothing he wears was made of leather and fur from the beasts he hunted with Taliha or alone by himself, Zeal didn’t make the clothes for him because how the voice wanted Heartless to learn by himself how to craft and survive on his own. He even persuaded the demon to start training on his swordsmanship or any weapon he has and practice with his magic.

Reasons, why Heartless wasn’t with Zecora on misleading the mares searching for him, was because he didn’t know and Zecora hadn’t mentioned about the mares, but she did say she’ll be busy for the whole day meaning Heartless had to use this time for training and honing his skills. He didn’t like the fact that she’ll suddenly be busy today he was looking forward to seeing how their third day would go and so did the voice. Actually, the voice wanted to see some action on their third date than seeing one being pleasure to their climax as the other not; it makes him a bit irritated not seeing both Heartless and Zecora having a sexual intercourse with one another. He doesn’t declare himself a pervert because it’s not the best thing to be known for he can’t help himself to start yelling silently how Heartless could have taken Zecora just by having sex in the shower and seal the deal, but Heartless was a bit stubborn in his mind having a normal relationship instead of an exotic one.

Both the voice and Heartless share the same pair of eyes seeing the world in different perspective. Heartless sees himself in his eyes a creature that can’t be killed with a simple stab to the heart, someone who can’t love or feel any emotions, and a demon who wants a simple life in living. The Voice sees Heartless a careless person who just ignores the fact of consequences, doesn’t take hints that are obvious to the eyes of a young one, a man that lost his personality, and a person that needs to be guided with a demanding trainer that wants to see his student succeed.

‘Carving a stick figure of yourself does not count as training Heartless.’ The voice said sound unpleased of the man’s action.

“You didn’t tell me how to sharpen my skills on using a sword better and haven’t mentioned what spell I should practice,” Heartless remarked dragging the tip of the dagger in the tree’s bark. Both of them were getting on each other's nerves, each one wants to shut the other up and continue what they want, but they couldn’t physically or mentally do anything they want to each other making matters worse, yet.

‘Ever since I began to speak you started to cope with me, but now! NOW, you’re just being a teenager that wants to ignore the advice of an elder that lived longer than you and has more experience with life, what happens to the Justin I once met when you were in the coma?” Heartless could feel a small pressure on the back of his conscious. It felt as if something had moved and was pacing in back and forth. ‘Did that little temper of being angered made you come out of a shell and move to a crappy one that is filled with negativity? I know releasing your anger would set your mind calm but does it have to change you want to become a demon stronger than other demons? If so then stop it and listen, I can help you but some being a little shit and calm down back to yourself.’

A thud was the only thing that heard from Heartless, the dagger was stabbed in the tree is only an inch deep. His breathing was shallow as his soul was flickering wildly around boiling the blood flowing through it like a pan of water over a burning inferno.

There was a moment of silence as the man slowly nod his head agreeing with the voice. After he had let loose some of his anger out on Taliha he found himself becoming something that he once didn’t care, but thinking about Zecora changed his mind. Turning into a demon is one thing but becoming one fully is another.

“Okay,” Heartless murmured pulling the dagger out of the bark and sheathing the blade back into its leather sheath, below his armpit. “I may have not fully meant being a demon when Taliha was trying to be the dominant one, but I just want to be stronger. Ever since you began talking. After, I was hit by the rainbow, I start to realize how weak I was and that Discord could have taken me easily even when I changed into my reaper form I could not have won that fight.”

‘Then become something else there is no such thing as good or evil, both are just words that have definition behind them. You can stay neutral by not picking a side, but that does not stop someone from forcing you to.’ The voice’s words calmed Heartless a bit knowing that he can stay the unemotional type self instead of being a devil that many (or some) look down upon.

“Where are we training at?”

‘That my sir is an excellent question one that you already know where peace and tranquility reside at.’

“So that waterfall I accidentally found yesterday surrounded by roses making it the perfect place to bathe in cool water and fish in?”

‘Umm...no, I was talking about the pond Zecora and you trained at, but hell that works too!’

Hours had passed from the early morning to night, the mares searching for Heartless were exhausted. They had set up camp near a river where the source of water was near them and the area around them was clear of trees where no Timberwolves would catch them by surprise. Zecora had done her best to avoid any landmarks Heartless had made around the Everfree where he either uses them as navigation. She did her best to keep the mares with her from suggesting the path to go and leading them to safer parts of the forest where the dangerous creatures lurked in.

All in all, they were tired of wandering through the forest and the spot they’re at was the perfect place to relax and sleep until morning comes again for more searching around, but for a few hours, before going back to Ponyville. A small campfire was in the middle of three tents its flames had warned off those who were afraid of flames and kept the mares around it warm. Ponies would believe that this would just be an ordinary camping trip if they ever wanted to journey through the woods to a river where they would tell campfire stories, but these group of mares had a goal of finding their friend even if it was a wild goose chase.

“Did any of you pony folks know of a way to explain your actions; knowing Heartless, he would have a confused reaction?” Zecora had said this because she wanted to know more how dearly these mares cared for Heartless. The four mares glanced at each other wondering if one or another would like to go first. Out of the four Octavia spoke out and stood up from sitting on a log, she knew what to say as it always been stuck with her ever since she was saved.

“I do…” All attention was on the gray mare as she began to speak. “...Ever since Heartless saved me from the pile of rubble from the Gala, I know Vinyl had mentioned him before the events at the Gala had happened and I had the chance of knowing him, but I didn’t take that of knowing him. After he had saved me, I wanted to have a word with him for the choice he made of helping me instead of walking away leaving me trapped under the rubble.”

Octavia sat back down on the log and kept her eyes locked on Zecora wanting her to know full well that she had said was truly what she meant. Soon Lyra stood up and so did Bon Bon both having the same reason for finding their friend, wanting to know why he didn’t return. They want an explanation to why he did not return to his friends or even send a letter to let them know that he was alright. Vinyl was the last pony to explain her reason for her action of finding Heartless, She wanted him to talk, not about why he didn’t return like Lyra and Bon Bon wanted but to why he hid his own identity from everypony. The DJ mare was their when Discord had attacked she saw his face when the god of chaos had revealed his face to everypony that was the battle between two different beings. What are his species, he never took off his hood in front of them and never let anypony see his face even with the sun shining on his face he would always avoid it.

Most of the time was discussed among the mares about the chance that Heartless might be alive and could have listened. But the possibility was low as the demon wasn’t near them to hear what they talk about instead he was up to the river stream, under the water surface. Why was he under the water’s surface? The voice in his head had managed to convince him that training with swordsmanship is to forget his demonic strength and use his human body’s own muscles to be his own strength, mass doesn’t change when submerged in the water but it makes you feel lighter because how water pushes you up to the surface. Lifting up the Alduin would help gain muscles for the demon, but that was with the help of water pushing his arms up as the density of the metal is more than the density of water.

There were a few times where Heartless nearly drowned and had to swim up to the surface for oxygen. His very own human strength was capable of lifting Alduin up over his head for a few swing before needing to rest his muscles. All things needing to be improved and learned would take time and build up endurance and strength. These things were needed to become a strong swordsman, but strength alone would be a waste if there weren’t any knowledge in a warrior’s head then he’ll be running into battle without a strategy for victory.

One cannot trust their own strength as knowledge could beat strength if the cards are set in the right place. A few know about the cycle how there can be three sets of cards when against strength and intelligence. Both are the main sets of being mostly used on one another, but the third was an optional card that only a rare few had used. Using both intelligence and strength.

‘Isn’t there a spell where I can give myself some kind of bubble to breath in?’ The man asked the voice in his head as he swung his sword, his muscles were beginning to sore from countless tries of lifting the blade up and putting force in each swing. His blade struck the rocky surface it scraped along the smooth surface.

‘There is,’ The voice said. ‘But learning how to hold your breath more is better than breathing water for sixty seconds.’

‘Sixty seconds?’ Heartless repeated sounding more confused at the time that the reason. ‘You’re telling me that there is no water breathing spell that last thirty minutes?’

‘In that book of yours? Fuck no, those two books are human type spells, not the actual titan's spells.’

A moment of silence was between them as Heartless mind began to register what he said. Human spellbook not some legendary book from Heaven and Hell, instead he was given a human spell book by his friend Zeal. Staring down at the rocks littering the river’s floor Heartless looked up at the dark starless sky. He began to wonder if Zeal was truly his friend or a demon that had tricked him to believe he was his friend.

Feeling his lungs burning from the lack of air Heartless dropped Alduin letting the blade vaporize the water around it before returning inside his body. Heartless surfaced and gasped for air. The feeling of oxygen refilling his empty lungs was a great feeling, but the splashing water caused somepony to yelp in surprise.

“Huh?”

POV Heartless

I stared at the red-faced zebra wearing nothing else, her own clothes were by her hooves away from the river bank. When did she arrive? Zecora was naked on the river bank and I was too in the river which was deep enough for me to dive in a few feet. Did that zebra followed me here and waited for me to resurface for another breath of air or did it just became conveniently well time that when I swam back to the surface the zebra was ready to dive in.

Not even a minute of silence Zecora stepped into the water letting it soak her white and black striped legs. Her tail followed suit behind her slithering in the water, her hips swayed side to side with each step she took on the shallow part of the water before it reaches up her hips. She was planning something that had to do with the river but I couldn’t tell what that something was.

I met her half way before the surface of the water hand reached her breast giving me the best view on the show on seeing how hard her nipples looked and how her breast lifted up and lowered down with every breath she took. We gaze into each other's eyes closing the distance between us with her breast pressing against my bare skin. Yep, from how hard Zecora’s nipples looked they were definitely hard.

‘Something is not right she’s burning up as if she has a fever.’ The voice was right Zecora felt warmer than usual. I place a hand on Zecora’s cheeks and felt the burning heat radiating from her skin from the physical touch. Was Zecora sick? No, she doesn’t look weak how fevers would cause your body to feel heavy and breathing would quicken with every breath.

‘She can’t be-’

‘Zecora is in heat from lust not from that time of year.’ I arch a brow at the thought of Zecora being controlled by her own lust just so to have the courage for getting in this river with me. Can lust really make someone go for sexual interaction or seeing someone or something in some type of fetish?

“Heartless,” I heard Zecora say my name. I glanced down at the zebra see her face no longer red like a tomato, but she still had a faint hue of red on her cheeks. “It’s the day our date begins; however my body yearns for your sins.”

Alduin gave me a quick and simple explanation, Lust was a sin as I already knew that. I was a bit concern about Zecora being controlled by lust and wanting to satisfy it with sex, but the main concern I have was how to please Zecora needs if her lust doesn’t like it. The main question I have was that of Zecora was she ready?

“Zecora, we don’t have to do this,” I told her as I wrapped my arms around her body pulling the zebra close as possible.

“I know you worry about what is happening as my body burns with my desires; do not worry as my feelings are no liars.” I chuckled lightly happy to know she wasn’t forcing herself on me. My hands travel down her back all the way to Zecora’s rump causing the zebra to hum from the touch before our lips connected. I felt her tongue slid along my lips asking for entrance, giving what the zebra wanted I open my mouth letting the zebra’s tongue brush against my canines. The feeling of someone’s tongue brushing against your teeth and tongue felt weird at first seeing how useless this action in a kiss, but I guess you just roll with it.

Our kiss broke when we pulled back making a string of saliva. Her hands snaked their way into my boxers sending a shiver up my spine as I felt her hands slide along my shaft. I felt my body softly shake from her touch as Zecora's soft hands quickly made work on getting me hard and making a tent in my boxers as she used one hand to grasp my member and the other to pull my boxer down. I felt my body burn from the inside from the zebra’s delicate touch her soft fingers stroke the side of my member.

Zecora giggles like a child before pressing her body against mine slight bouncing wanting more attention on her body than the hands. I lifted the zebra up an inch off the river’s floor and walked out of the water to the shore where we don’t have to worry about anything swimming along the river to ruin this moment. While carrying her I rubbed my middle finger around her back entrance teasing her second hole. I slid the tip of my finger in and out of her hole causing her to grind her teeth and clutch her ass together sandwiching half of my finger between her firm cheeks. When the water reached up to my ankles Zecora’s hand jerked back bringing me to a halt from the small shiver of pleasure. She got me standing still like a statue as her hand began to work pulling back and forth, the pleasuring stimulated my senses making my vision began to changed everything around red except for Zecora, she still had her white coat with black stripes.

‘Interesting.’ My breathing became short gasp as if my lungs lost the ability to breathe before a sharp pain erupted from my back. The sound of flesh ripping apart and wings spread apart. I saw Zecora’s eyes shrank and ears fell flat back. For some reason, there was an itchy feeling inside of me wanting to be scratched, a feeling that felt reasonable that the answer was staring at me in fear. Soon air returned to my lungs giving me the ability to breathe again.

“It’s alright Zecora it’s probably a demon thing,” I told her removing my other hand from her rump and scratching behind her ears. It took a small hint of reality for the zebra to be knocked out of her trance. Our eyes met; hers filled with worry as mine would be filled with no emotions.

We didn’t make any movement or break eye contact, seeing the zebra being worried kinda made me feel like a jerk that just lies to their friends about the problem that him/her are dealing with. I held her chin up, the hand I used to scratch her with, and pulled her into a passionate kiss hoping to replace her worry with comfort. It worked as she was kissing back, but a bit too much that I could feel her body warming up like burning ash. Zecora used her free hand to pull my head down closer to hers keeping our lips locked together as we slowly began to lower ourselves to the ground.

I pulled back breaking the kiss and went straight for a bite, or a nip, in the crook of Zecora’s neck causing the zebra to freeze up before her legs wrapped around my waist. Each bite was gentle to make Zecora feel safe. The zebra moan softly I felt her hand began to jerk my rod causing my body to tense a bit from every motion she did with her hand. My hand, on Zecora’s rump, grip tighten causing the zebra to moan out louder than before out of pleasure or from a fetish of pain. On some random instinct, I suck my teeth on the side of Zecora’s neck causing to scream out as I felt myself cum on her coating her stomach with strands of semen.

I pulled my stained blood teeth back and looked at the results. A small stain of blood coated the zebra’s neck where I had sunk my teeth into her flesh, but thankfully I didn’t pull back while her neck was still in my mouth. I felt stupid of the action I had done and rested my left hand on her neck using Healing hands to help seal the puncture holes; however, it didn’t remove the bite marks from her skin and didn’t regrow the fur back to cover that mark.

“Sorry.” Was the only thing I could say feeling a bit ashamed of biting my girlfriend. I sat up with my hands on my knees and wings folded on my back. The position we were in now looked awkward seeing this from a distance with a demon on his knees with his dick in a zebra’s hand and a female zebra on her back looking down at the demon. I felt Zecora’s fingers unwrap around my hardened member and traced their way up my stomach all the way to my right shoulder where she pulled herself closer to me pressing our bodies together and coating my stomach with my seed.

“Do not worry about what you did; as you brought no harm to me, hun.” Zecora nuzzles my cheek as wrapped her arms around my neck keeping us close together. Her words don’t help to forget what I had done to her, putting a bite mark is one thing but ripping the side of her neck out is another that should never happen. I grasped Zecora’s round rump and lifted her up a bit where her collarbone was eye level to me.

“If you say I brought no harm then are you ready for this?” I asked her resting the tip of my dick between her soaking wet pussy. Her fur brushed against my cheeks as she nodded giving me an improved nod. Taking a deep breath I lowered her down causing her thighs to spread apart and press against mine.

“AH,” Zecora yelps in my arms her breast to bounce up a bit. Halfway inside her, I could feel her inner walls squeeze my member inside her. Her breathing was slow as every breath she took was deep, her breast was pressed up against my chest as she took her time adjusting. “You can go.”

I lowered her down more having her pussy take in more of my length inch by inch spreading apart her inner walls, Zecora’s hands gripped my shoulders her expression turned to painful one, she hissed as I felt something warm flowing out of her. She was too tight that it was causing her pain and it was starting to worry me. Thinking of a way to replace that pain with pleasure I only thought of one thing to do.

Removing a hand from the zebra’s rounded cheeks I took Zecora’s right breast into my hand and lifted it up to my mouth and started to suck on her nipple causing the zebra in pain to let out a moan. The milk coming out of the zebra’s hard nipples tastes great making me wanting more of the warm milk from her breast. I felt Zecora loosen up giving me the chance to lift her up slightly before bringing her back down causing a shiver up my spine and me to groan slightly from pleasure.

“Hmmm,” Zecora hummed as I slowly lifted her up and brought her back down while sucking on her breast for more of her milk. It started out slow with Zecora’s upper limbs wrapped around the back of my neck then soon we began to pick up the pace. I thrust into the zebra’s pussy causing her to scream out in pleasure. I switch breast sucking on her right nipple drinking more milk from her.

‘You’re taking this well Heartless.’ I ignored the voice inside my head and leaned down putting myself on my knees and Zecora on her back as I began to thrust in faster and harder making the mare scream. Her eyes were rolled up inside her head as well her legs around my waist locked together giving me easy access to slide into her pussy. Zecora’s inner walls began to tighten around my cock making it more pleasuring to thrust into her.

“H-Heartless! I’m cumming!” She screamed out and arched her back as I felt her walls around my dick tighten and squeeze as her love juices squirted out. Do zebras have less endurance when it comes to holding in until you couldn’t hold it anymore? Zecora’s body went limp making me feel a little disappointed. I pulled out of her and looked down at my work to see her chest lifting up and going down with every breath she took and breaths out.

“You can’t leave like this Zecora,” I whined not even having the chance to release my load into her. The zebra below me looked up at me staring at me with those gorgeous eyes of her before she gestured a finger for me to come closer. Leaning closer to the mare and tilting my head she began to whisper.

“Help me up and I will give you relief of your love seed.” Zecora didn’t go into rhyming but it was clear as to what she wanted to do. I lifted the zebra up keeping my left hand on her hips with the other hand below the sides of her ribs. I laid back letting the woman do her work as the female she is. It took Zecora some time to gain her balance on sitting up even with my help before she managed to perfect lift herself up enough to line up her dripping pussy over my hardening dick.

Slowly she lowered herself down taking my length, her inner walls spread apart as my member slides into her with much ease this time than the last time. When our hips touched one another’s Zecora began to raise herself a bit before dropping down causing me to gasp and her to moan out. The soft sound slapping muffled out the running river as Zecora continue to take it slow. It cost me my tongue to keep myself from moaning out in pleasure as the mare riding me began to move her hips back and forth. I dug my fingers into the dirt under me and looked up at Zecora, she was staring down at me with a smile as she slams hips down.

I smirk as I watch the zebra do all the work, she started to pick up the pace slamming her hips down. She rested both her hands on my chest keeping herself up. I let my right hand slide down Zecora's side and rest it on her hip. Zecora doesn't seem to mind as she slammed her hips down until I thrust into. The zebra on top moaned and shut her eyes shut as I thrust into her again.

My body began to burn as if my blood was on fire burning through my veins slowly burning me from the inside out as I thrust into Zecora’s making wet slaps. I tasted copper in my mouth meaning that I had fully bit off my tongue or punctured a hole in it. I felt Zecora’s inner walls began to squeeze my dick in her meaning she was close and I wasn’t too far from her.

“H-H-Heartless, I’m-” I didn’t let her finish when I thrust into her and held her down as my dick twitched before releasing the load inside of her. Zecora’s body arched up a bit causing her tits to jiggle, she screamed out cumming as well.

After our climax, the zebra on top of me went limp and fell over. I managed to catch her before she fell into the water, I pulled her close and lifted her lower half up, pulling my limp member out of her.

“I could have told you that I was about to cum too, but I bit my tongue,” I told her brushing a strand of wet hair out of her eyes seeing them close as she breathes softly. She was already fast asleep. I sighed seeing how I’m going to carry back to home, but not without dressing her up in the clothes by the shore.

“Heartless!” My blood froze as I looked at the shore to see a group of familiar mares.

“Shit.”

Author's Note

First time writing clop... not sure if I did well or horrible, but if those who are more experience in writing clop then give me some advice.