Three days had passed after the girls found me. Three days I’ve been searching for the general only to find barely any trace of her. There were moments that I managed to find old campsites that had been abandoned a while ago, some had noticeable damage to wild animals attacking the camp. The old rags of a clothing had the scent of the person that camped in the Everfree, but even with the scent, I have no way of tracking her down Taliha was not some bloodhound or a type of animal trained to track down the owner of a scent.

I had ventured deeper in the Everfree. I never knew that more beast had lived deep in the forest. My first run-in with one of the animals that lives this deep in the forest was a challenge the animal was something I never thought would give me trouble because of its size. A Kamaitachi a creature that has its limbs replaced with sharp bones that are able to slice off a finger, the creature’s appearance would be similar to a weasel. It took me a good solid three hours to manage to get a hold on that rat before squeezing the life out of it, luckily Tahila wasn’t there when it attacked me or else I would have been busy healing her up than continuing my search for Crescent.

The bat pony has been in some troubles from the evidence I could find at each campsite. She must have been fighting more than scavenging for food the dirty blooded rags, broken glasses, torn cloth, traps set around, and an empty bottle of alcohol. I never had the chance to know what alcohol tastes like.

Zecora has been busy on the first five days after I began searching for Crescent, she been making potions to help Applejack’s tree problem. Apparently, there’s a parasite that’s slowly sucking the life out of the tree’s inside of the wood, now if it were Jes and I both of us would have burned down that tree saying, “Oh well.” Can’t expect a tree to have a soul if it’s just a plant that grew out of a seed.

The relationship between Zecora and I was going smoothly. For a zebra mare having some endurance with the pain, she can be flexible if she wanted to be when give a quick kiss or surprise me whenever I have a hold on her. I wouldn’t be amazed if she wanted to try to try that whenever we mate, she’ll want to do something abnormal that I can’t do without breaking a bone in my body for that. Wish I could do the same but I highly doubt that body would be able to handle being squished like a bug or taking an iron fist to the ribs.

Zecora mentions something about her family wanting to visit them after Nightmare Night, no clue what that is but the word nightmare kinda sounds like demons would come out and mess around on the surface, but she wanted me to come with. I don’t know if it would be a good choice just to dumb everything like searching for Crescent and trying to find a way to speak with Luna, one that doesn’t involve the dream world. Thankfully Nightmare NIght was five weeks away from giving me plenty of time to continue my search for the general.

Nuk and Jes have been arguing in my head most of the time ever since I found the first campsite. Jes has been rambling on saying that the bat pony would give us a good flash of her “goodies” if we find her in any sort of danger like a damsel in distress. I’m not sure why he uses different words to define her boobs and cunt he said that every body part has their own names. Should I be calling Zecora’s boobs jiggle jugs? I never did mention how big her boobs were, did I? I could make a guess that it’s somewhere around a B I preferred her breasts than Luna’s since I’m not much of a breast type of guy, or demon whatever you want to call me. Things like aren’t much to catch my attention.

Zeal has been gone for the past few days after I went searching for the general, he must be hunting or something like that not entirely sure what’s he up to. I know that Zeal must be hiding something from me and it’s stupid to not have a word with him, but I just can’t really bring myself to do it. Instincts are what kept an animal alive, right? My instincts kept me from confronting Zeal, I don’t know why however it feels like I should just forget about it and continue living on like the days in Hell. Maybe one of these days I might have the chance to ask him out for a stroll around the old ruin castle, possibly destroy it some more.

+---+

Jes just sighed as I lifted a piece of a broken sword. The sword seemed to have been broken by another blade that had stronger metal than this. My search for Crescent was starting to feel pointless since almost all the clues of her being here were old, now I’m no detective and Taliha is not a bloodhound I can tell that there was a little chance of us tracking down that mare, she could have been eaten or killed.

‘I guess the drunk mare won’t be showing us her fun bags?’ Jes asked sound disappointed that we still haven’t found anything fresh clues to tell us where Crescent went and if she was still alive.

‘Crescent is like a vampire she would be asleep in the morning than being active. Wouldn’t be surprised if she had been searching for me during the night.’ I searched around some more this deserted campsite still might help me know where Crescent went even though most of the clues could have been a few weeks old. Most of the stuff around the camp were useless none of them told me where Crescent went it just shows that this camp was attacked before, just like the rest I found.

‘Do not lose hope she has to be near how else could a campfire ashes still be warm.’ Dropping the broken sword I continued following the tracks that littered the place. Most of the footprints were paws belonging to a type of dog they lead into the forest as well out of the forest, but one set of the footprint was actually a hoofprint. Sadly I couldn’t tell where the hoofprint began at and lead to since most of them were overlaid by pawprints.

‘Something obviously happened here.’ I followed the pawprints that lead back to the forest. ‘Nuk is there a spell I can learn that can light up certain types of footprints?’

‘There is. The spell should in the book of light under the alternation detection spells, the spell is easy to learn after knowing candlelight.’ I pulled out the Book of light, we started calling it that than Heaven’s book and looked through the glossary. He was right the spell was under alternation being on the apprentice level. This spell shouldn’t be that hard to learn since I know how to use candlelight, still learning magelight, seeing how all I have to need is a piece of the person’s DNA or a track that he/she made.

Reading furthermore of the description this spell can be used for tracking down animals just by touching candlelight on the tracks the animal, or person, left and keep a steady flow of mana pouring out your body to keep the spell active. Doesn’t seem that hard. The footprints would faintly glow depending on the caster’s magical aura, and if the animal was a flying type or one that travels underground the spell would act like fireflies taking the shape of orbs.

‘Why does the spell take the shape of fireflies if it couldn’t find a trail? And why didn’t we start using this spell at the first campsite? Finding Crescent could have been easier than finding old clues.’ I closed the book of light and returned it back in my satchel. Without my coat I can no longer tie the books around my body to keep them with me instead I got myself a satchel a little gift that Bon Bon and Lyra gave me to help me carry some stuff. I like the gray color it has.

‘If there are no tracks of a creature’s footmark then they would find whatever that relates to the being saliva, poison sack, blood, and many other ways that a being of the hunt could use to track down a prey. As to why you didn’t use it is because how none of the thought of it, I can say that not every being can think when they’re desperate to find someone.’ What Nuk had said was true I didn’t know that spell existed. ‘Personally I have to say that the bat pony has been drinking too much that in human standards she would have alcohol poisoning, but luckily she’s another species meaning she could handle more than a normal human or less.’

‘You know that’s not making me feel any better,’ I said feeling a bit more desperate to find the mare.

‘Will they make you feel better? LET HER SHOW HER TITS!’ The sound of Jes getting smacked for that made me smile. It feels a bit “comical” to have someone being smacked by a stupid idiotic thing.

Focusing on my left hand I concentrated a small amount of mana to flow out of my hand creating the shape and light source for the spell. I can never get used to the feeling of how the mana just flows out of my sweat pores. After the spell was cast I followed the directions of what the book has.

It took some time to perfect the spell since I kept on getting all the footprints rather than the hoofprints, keeping a steady flow of mana pouring out of my body was difficult to do because now I either use too much out causing the tracks to glow brightly then disappear or less causing the spell to disappear too soon or the tracks would barely glow. The number of pawprints glowing that evening could be seen in the sky above the forest if those actually did have the courage to fly over this place. With the spell perfected I managed to see that the hoofprints around the camp lead to the forest with some paw prints following them.

“What am I looking at?”

‘That would be a giant ant hill Heartless,’ Nuk answered. I stared at the pile of dirt that towered over me never have I ever seen a giant ant hill and one so narrow too. The hoofprints or drag marks now lead me here to this towering narrow ant hill. Whatever got Crescent was inside this ant colony...do the ants stand on two legs too?

I climbed up the hill and looked down to see it all clogged up with dirt. The feeling disappointment over me as I stared at the dirt. Now I follow those tracks for two whole days without eating anything and having no rest, I wasn’t in the best of moods right now when I got shot by darts from some flower plant shooting needles at anything that flies. Let’s just say that I didn’t like having things getting in my way when it comes to something I want to do.

‘IN COMING WATER JET GET YA HEADS DOWN!’ Now I know what most would be thing what’s the “Water Jet” well it’s a new spell I read in the book of darkness that combines both mana and hell energy. You hold your hands close together making a cone shape and focus both magic and hell energy, magic for the water to pour out your hand hell energy to focus the pressure of the water so that it could slice through metal. Sadly being disturbed would cost your hands being blown up by the pressure and not having enough mana won’t create water.

I went to work on clearing the clogged tunnel in the hill keeping my wrist touching and fingers spread apart. Water Jet made quick work of the dirt clearing most of it and remaking the tunnel as I continued pouring both mana and hell energy into the spell while ignoring the two voice inside my head.

‘I wonder if water jet could slice off a dragon’s head, would that count as a hard kill since most beings in different worlds say that they are one of the most difficult creatures to kill. The image of killing a creature that many fears or sees it as a god until one being just chops off its head with that spell. Man, I would love to see the reaction!Oh mighty hero thank you for saving DEATH by water jet.’ Jes almost caused me my hands when he started speaking. I swear that I might get killed by him one day that when he starts yapping I’ll probably too focus on listening to him that I won’t pay attention to my surroundings. Despite him nearly blowing up my hand he does have a point, what if I could just slice off a dragons head with this? I don’t have to work on fighting one with Alduin or any other weapon I possess and it won’t be bothersome to kill one, just one swipe with this the reptile would be dead.

‘Even if Heartless does use the spell against one it has a certain range, not all spells in the human version of the book of darkness would bring massive destruction. Water jet could slice through a dragon’s scale, but that range is the downside to the spell and let’s not forget about how much concentration is needed to maintain such spell unless the caster wants no hands.’ I heard the dragon sigh as Jes began to make his annoying (add link) sound. Wish I could see what the psychotic being was doing.

Once the entrance was now cleared and reopened I stopped the casting the spell. Now I never been in an ant tunnel before and wasn’t sure what to expect when crawling through one, but I don’t think bipedal dogs are supposed to be in an ant tunnel. I encountered these dogs while crawling in the tunnel. They weren’t the friendliest bunch much like the ponies, but a few sparks of lightning did the job of killing them.

Crawling over a corpse in a small tunnel was a pain to squeeze through because how the dog had some muscles that gave it a bigger look. The other dogs that were behind the first one met the same fate, except the last one I burnt him because how I was hungry. I had to crawl through the tunnel on three limbs while eating a cook dogleg.

I made it to the end of the tunnel to a bigger chamber that splits off in four big tunnels that lead to different paths to where ever they dragged Crescent. People could easily get lost in this cave system and without those glowing crystals on the walls, I highly doubt anyone would be able to see anything down here unless they have a torch. I cast the same spell to find the mare’s trail, hopefully, I could follow it to where they have her at.

Crescent POV

How long has it been since I last saw the Luna’s moon? Five? Six days? First I lost the stallion I’m supposed to bring back unharmed, second I lost my position has the Lunar general, third got addicted to drinking, and finally, I’ve been captured by diamond dogs! Out of the whole species in this country, why did it had to be diamond dogs!? Was this the price I must pay for losing one thing? Does Luna not care where I’m at after I left the Lunar guard? This was all my fault, all of this my fault.

Now I just sit in jail with others species all looking tired and loss of hope. Just what god did I piss off other than Luna herself?

“Hey, hot stuff.” I silently groan out of annoyance. Leather Fuck, no that’s not his name that’s the name I gave him. He was an alligator that was a prisoner same as I was. “You still think that moon bitch is going to help us. It’s been like two weeks since you came here, and you did say that she’ll know about then when she visits your dreams; however, I’m seeing a problem there because it has been two weeks! Two weeks for one ruler just to prepare to rescue her little pony! If we weren’t in the diamond’s jail cell then I would have-”

“Zat vould pe enough Leatherhead!” As if the gods above had answered my silent prayers. Dexter, a griffin mercenary, stood up to the reptile standing taller than the cold blood jackass. “Ve all do not know how many of zoze mutts are out zere. Arh ! Luna may pe vize to pring ein army to fight akainst zeze prainless mutts. Leaffe zee pat bony alone or elze you pe fighding me!”

The mention of Luna’s name caused me to look away from the griffin. I can’t bring myself to say that Luna does not know we’re all here. Standing up for me is stupid, but Dexter is one of the few griffins that were born away from the Equestrian borders in distant lands.

Leather Fuck just laughed, he probably knows that Luna has just abandoned me. I barely understood what Dexter had mumbled, something about Leather Fuck being unintelligent The sound of hoofsteps, or paw steps, drawn everyone’s attention to the door. A pair of diamond dogs entered the room slamming the door, but they were carrying someone by his arms. I wasn’t sure what he was. As they drew closer to our cell my eyes widen when I spotted the mask it wore, half of a full mask only covering half of his face.

“Heartless?”

The jailer opened our cell and threw the person in our cell not carrying that they might have caused more harm than dragging him in. They left us soon after dropping off the unconscious male. I scrambled up to my hooves and stumbled over to the male, I haven’t gotten the chance to know what he fully looks because of his cloak. His body wasn’t bruised or cut, his leather armor was cut and torn.

When I reached Heartless’ side I rolled him on his back to see if he was breathing. His chest wasn’t moving, I couldn’t hear his breathing, and he still felt warm meaning that he was barely alive. Barely. I removed his mask and pinched his nose then brought my mouth close to his. Before I even had a chance to perform CPR I felt a hand on my breast stop me.

“You smell different Crescent.” I reeled back my head and looked down at Heartless in surprise, he was alive and breathing, but he wasn’t breathing when he was thrown in. Was he holding his breath the entire time just to get me to kiss him!? I felt like scolding him for acting dead but before I even had the chance to yell Dexter beat me to it.

“Do you know him Crescent? You zeem eager to kiss him zo guick zat mein vife vould pe chealous of your aczions.” I looked over my shoulder to see Daxter and two other griffins grinning. My face was burning, maybe I might have been too quick on saving his life that others think I was too eager to kiss Heartless. I open my mouth to deny it, but I didn’t get the chance to say a word again.

“When did Crescent start having feelings for me?” Before Daxter had a chance to speak again I quickly snatched up Heartless and dragged him over to the over the side of the cell while laughing like a mad mare. I set Heartless sitting against the wall and knelt down beside him.

“Heartless what the fuck!?” I Whispered slightly panicking inside while trying to not make this more embarrassing as it was. Heartless stared at me with a blank expression. He lifted his right hand up and…

‘Oh that feels nice.’ My mind went blank after feeling Heartless scratch behind my ear. This felt so right, so good that I don’t think the world matters to me now. I didn’t know that my body betrayed me instead of kneeling down beside Heartless, I resting on him my face rubbing against his as he continued to scratch my ear.

“It’s okay Crescent, I didn’t think you started having feelings for me or else I would have told Zecora that there was another mare interested in me. Maybe you might get to know me more like Zecora does.” I could tell Heartless was joking or was he, the way he sounded so careless makes me believe that what he said was to lighten my mood up. “I bet Zecora could teach you something, what it is I don’t have a clue.”

It took all the will I had to pull myself out of the trance Heartless had me in. I pulled my head back away from his hand and glared at him. He was lucky that I didn’t punch him then and there or else we wouldn’t be having this conversation.

“I don’t have any feelings towards you.” Maybe a bit of anger. “But you’re already taken because how you, the princess, and this Zecora are already in a herd. If I try to join then both the Princess and Zecora would have to...a girl thing.”

My answer caused the male below me to tilt his head in confusion. Heartless opened his mouth to speak, however, one of the other prisoners here beat him.

“Excuse me, sorry to intrude on this private talk here.” I yelped and jumped forward wrapping my arms around the Heartless’ head.

Heartless POV

‘BOOBIES, YEAH! WE FINALLY GOT WHAT WE DESERVED! BEING SMOTHERED BY SOME TITTIES!!!’

‘When did we deserve boobies? I don’t think I helped Crescent by being smack in the back of the head with a crystal club.’

‘I got this Heartless.’

SMACK!

‘Owwww!’

Crescent POV

“What! No! You’re not intruding on anything Stormbreaker.” Chuckling awkwardly I looked over my shoulder again to see Stormbreaker, another griffin, staring at us with a smile that’s starting to annoy me. “I was just...uh...having a little talk with Heartless, he’s been wanting to say something in private and I thought dragging him here would give us that privacy.”

“Hmm Hmm.” He wasn’t buying it. I tried to come up with something else to help make this situation less awkward than it was, but I knew this griffin won’t buy any of it. “Are you going to let your ‘friend’ go or are you going to continue squeezing him between your breast?”

“Hmm hpmh hmph phm.” (I don’t mind this.)

As if my face couldn’t get any redder, I quickly push Heartless back causing him to hit his head against the wall, which doesn’t seem to faze him and looked down to see the position we were in. I was sitting on top of him. My makeshift skirt didn’t hide my nether region that well and the torn shirt barely manage to hang on my shoulders hiding my breast but also exposing my stomach. Why must my life continue going south?

Being quick I hopped off and covered my crotch now embarrassed more than ever. Heartless didn’t seem to care, or I think, he just stood back up and held his hand out to me. I couldn’t tell what he was doing until it hit me. Handing over his mask Heartless put it back on then held out his hand again, but this time I grabbed hold of his hand. Without a warning, Heartless pulled me up to my hooves.

“Now since the heartwarming moments are gone by, who the fuck are you?” Leather Fuck asked or demanded Heartless. I took a step towards Leather Fuck to scold him, but Heartless stopped me with a hand on my shoulder. I glanced over my shoulder to see him shaking head before pulling me back behind him.

“I am Heartless the man you see, what I am I will not tell to those who don’t know me. For those who think I’m a prisoner think for a second before you act; I am a being that should not be attacked. If you believe me as such an easy prey, then think again as I will slay.” D-did Heartless just rhymed? I stared at him, surprised that he rhymed like a zebra in Selfriva. “Mmm...Zecora’s rhyming is getting to me. I’m starting to talk in rhyme like my trainer, though she would probably laugh at how I rhymed.”

I heard someone softly chuckle on the other side of the cell. I looked over to see the old zebra standing up limping slightly over to Heartless and me. His lips were closed, but he was smiling, the old zebra was happy and I found out a day later after I was captured that he had three daughters and two sons.

“You know my little filly’s name and speak of her as your mkufunzi. How do you know my daughter’s name?” I wasn’t sure how Heartless would react to such a question from a father.

“Uh? Oh! Zecora’s my girlfriend she lives with me. She trained me in hand to hand combat, I never knew that having such flexible body would be a great advantage on getting a hold on someone.” That’s how he responded to a father of a daughter he’s dating!? I stared at Heartless not believing that he spoke natural of this Zecora, and does the Princess know about this? Of course, she does know about this other mare Luna was in Heartless’ herd! “Those potions she made would make a unicorn envy of her abilities in alchemy, a guard that serves under the Princess of the sun won’t be a challenge for her, and an earth pony would wish they could be like her. I cannot say that my heart beats for her. But because she loves me for the being I am I will return her feelings and treat her as she wishes to be treated.”

“...”

“Hahaha, if only Little Feral was here, he would have the way you speak of his big sister, but don’t think I won’t keep an eye on you. Hurt my daughter or break her heart I’ll break you,” The zebra said pointing a finger at Heartless. After that he limbed back to where he was before. Again Heartless doesn’t seem to be afraid or worried about what the old zebra said, but I could tell he was thinking.

“Hah! Never saw that old fart act like that other than in battle,” I heard Stormbreaker say before he pushed, more like shoved, Leather Fuck to the side and held out his talon to Heartless. “Name Stormbreaker, I already know about you when Crescent talked in her sleep mumbling out your name. I thought you look more like a Dreagur, if one had wings, from how Crescent describe your looks, but I don’t see any wings, mandibles, tails, scythe-like limbs, and tentacles. Crescent are you sure that this is the same Heartless that you describe of? He seems to be a Dreagur without any of those things other than the grim mask and squishy skin.”

I looked up at Heartless worried that he might have been offended by Stormbreaker’s comment on his appearance, but he still kept that calm look, or I think can’t tell when someone is wearing a mask. He shook Stormbreaker’s talon, but suddenly his appearance began to change to what I had described him when he fought Discord. Standing behind him was a mistake as I felt one of his tentacles coil around my leg. My reaction of course what squeezing my thighs together and covering my crotch hoping he doesn’t plan on doing anything else with his extra limbs.

“I must say, I never thought my reaper form would have similar looks to these ‘Dreagurs.’ Do they share the same hunger as I do?” Heartless’ voice was different his fatherly carefree voice was now replaced with a deeper voice if a snake could speak then that what Heartless sounded like.

“The hunger, I don’t know what they eat other than meat.” Both men pulled back their hands and looked at ME! “Hah! I bet you could satisfy every female’s dream with those tentacles, and Crescent seems to be enjoying the one around her leg.”

“I’m not!”

Stormbreaker laughed at my reaction. I never understand how some females could love tentacles, what’s the reason for having some weird fetish of eight tentacles that could squeeze you to death? The tentacle around my leg removed itself but coiled around my hand.

“I wish to stay and chat,” Heatless began to speak. “But I only came here for Crescent. However, since Zecora would never forgive me I will take you with me, sir.”

Stormbreaker stopped laughing and looked at him with wide eyes. I can’t say for sure that Heartless could get us out of here we’re in their domain and if any of us try to break out we’ll just get punished again for it. Before he had a chance to do something stupid I pulled his tentacle back gaining his attention. Instead of pulling over to the other side of the cell I pulled his face close to mine, not caring about his extra limb in my hand.

“Heartless, we can’t escape. Take a look around there are four females with us in this cell with six males.” I looked over at the four females, there were three female griffins but one female minotaur, two of the griffins had children being held hostage in case any of us try to break out. “If any of us try to break out those children would die because of our actions, I can’t go with you Heartless because of this. Please just think of what you do before taking actions.”

My words seemed to cause Heartless to think, I don’t think having him think was a good idea I may have killed those children because of this. I opened my mouth to say more something to make sure that Heartless doesn’t try to break out, but no words came out of my mouth instead I close it. Time seemed to slow down for a second as his brown eyes stared into mine. I could tell he was thinking hard coming up a plan.

A full five minute has past and Heartless was still thinking. Suddenly his eyes went red. My body shook out of fear as I stared into them something that hidden a beast in the chain behind them. I tried to look away but some force kept my gaze on them.

Flames caused me to close my eyes from the sudden heat. If I was a few inches closer to him those flames would have burnt me. Opening my eyes I stared at Heartless, he no longer wore his torn leather armor instead he was wearing the clothes when I first met him, but his mask was cracked.

Without saying a word Heartless just walked past me to the jail cell door, he literally ripped the door off its metal frame. The dog that was stationed to guard us panicked. He tried to run out the room but Heartless stopped him. Poor dog didn’t stand a chance when Heartless chucked the door at him cutting the dog in half. I didn’t know how should I feel about Heartless now, should I be scared of him now since he’s different than the man I barely knew or should I be worried of what happened to him.

The others with me had different expression the females that had children looked sicked, the rest of the gryphons were shocked, Leather Fuck lost the green color in his scales and was now looking pale, both minotaurs, female and male, were smiling, and Zecora’s father had mixed emotions that I could only tell was fear and joy. We all watched as the man who just killed the dog walked out the door shutting it behind him. I’m glad that the door was able to muffle out what the guards were saying, but it didn’t help how they screamed in pain. The sound of one of the dogs being ripped apart made my stomach twist. More agonizing screams caused me to flinched they were all being slaughtered and what kept us from seeing the slaughter was a wooden door. Each scream had we heard sent a cold shiver down my spine as more and more sickening sounds of flesh being ripped from the muscles, bones breaking, limbs being torn from a body, and the sound of something or someone eating.

Does Luna know what Heartless was capable of? Of course, she probably does; she sent him and I to fight against Discord, but was I merely a distraction for Heartless to use, or was I just a puppet of the Princess of the Night staying silent and not telling anyone what I saw? Did those that took order long before felt like this? Like a tool for someone to use? Was Heartless a tool for her to use?

‘Mother, would you be mad if I have these thoughts of our savior? Does the Princess feel pity for those that lost their lives in battle for Equestria? A god does feel pity, do they?’ My thoughts were interrupted when I felt someone’s hand touch me. I turned around to be face to face with someone I didn’t know of.

“You must be Crescent Fang,” The creature said, his voice was low and sinister. His eyes traveled down my body, I felt a sudden cold breeze blew on me causing my body to shiver a bit from the cold. “I never thought you would be a fruit bat pony, I thought you would be a vampire or somewhat similar to one. Heh, I have to say he has a taste if he wishes to seduce you, but knowing him he’ll continue to act carelessly unless he mentally grows up.” I looked around to see the others still staring at the door, they don’t seem bothered by the sudden appearance of this creature. “Such a curse he must go through having a child’s personality not knowing much. His fragmented soul only holds the memories he wished to keep, but a soul that is torn to pieces and put back in another way, throwing away the useless memories for the importance has its price. Tell me do you know the price?”

“No.”

“Hmm, not even a mortal with magic and knowledge of souls shard knows the answers that gods, angels, demons, and spirits know of. I’ll tell you but you can’t tell Heartless unless you want his soul to finally break apart.” The creature leaned close to my ear whispering. They explain what the purpose of his body, the creature that it once was, the price that the souls had paid to live again, and the secrets to unlocking certain seals on the soul. Before he pulled away he told me his name.

“Time seems to be catching up, the runes are starting to break, and a war threatening to break out,” I heard him say sounding excited about the last part. “Remember to keep this from him, if you wish to use him as a weapon then do so. If you don’t want a weapon but a lover then change him. All it takes it a few words to unlock certain seals that hold his emotions.”

In a blink of an eye, the Soulless was gone, he was no longer there where he stood. I blinked again and rubbed my eyes hoping to numb the burning sensation they had. Never do I ever want to be caught in magic, or was it magic at all? Shaking my head from what had happened I glanced around the room to see that things have changed.

Everyone was no longer looking at the door. The female griffins were silently praying to their god, Storm and Daxter were armed with rusted weapons, Leather Fuck was eying a broken spear that seemed to be stuck between the rock wall, both minotaurs were sitting by each other whispering, and Zecora’s father had his eyes closed mumbling something in his native tongue. I didn’t know how long I’ve spent talking with him, but it felt like a minute.

I noticed how quiet it has gotten there were no screams of pain, no sounds of fighting, and no sound of blood splatter. How long have we been talking? It couldn’t have been that long our conversation was short.

My ears twitch as the sound of the door opening caught my attention. There stood Heartless soaked in blood, but there were also five little griffins behind him. The children ran around Heartless to their mothers, who met them halfway. I couldn’t take my eyes off of the man standing in the doorway. His body was different than before. Both his hands were gray claws, his wings were back, he had a slender tail with an arrow-shaped tip at the end, and a black heart above his with a red outline.

The man before me stretched out his arms, slowly swayed his tail like a snake, and stretched his wings out. His voice was much deeper than before when he spoke.

“Crescent, ¿tienes cerveza? Porque quiero saber cómo se siente estar borracho.”

Author's Note

Hey everybody, I see that you reached the end of this chapter. If you did then comment down below of the errors you saw when reading this. And if you want to ask questions about the Kingdom hearts thing then you're gonna have to hold onto those questions until later chapters. The project of using my oc has been...difficult to say since I just got another story in my head that just popped up in my dreams about a mage trapped with a talking flesh book, I honestly can't remember that game.

I hope you all enjoy this chapter and I will see everyone in the next chapter I post.