Shifting light

Today is a good day. I got to kill people and mutilate someone, can't ask for anything better. Well, now that i'm back in my room I guess it's time to practice some of the things i've earned.

Sitting up on my bed I stare over at a pencil on the desk I use to draw and attempt a levitation spell. It doesn't work and it confuses me as to why, that is, until I remember something about my skills.

"Magi bones are magically cunductive." with that, I change the genes that make up my fingernails into a thin layer of unicorn bone. I try to cast the same spell again and it is somewhat successful. I managed to lift the pencil, but other than that not much happened. Seeing that I was capable of actually performing magic, I couldn't help but smile and the fact that it's levitation makes it even better, you see, most people don't see the full potential of a levitation spell, sure, it's great for picking things up, but it can do so much more. Someone pissing you off, levitate them in the air and throw them away, someone trying to kill you levitate their heart and compress it until it pops.

Finishing my levitate tirade, I look back to the pencil and with renewed determination I levi the shit out of the pencil towards me and it worked a little too well if the pencil sticking out of my chest is any indication. Pulling the pencil out, I stare at it and smile like a child. Who wouldn't, magic bitches.

After a few minutes of childishly spinning the pencil around in the air someone knocks on my door, curious as ever, I walk toward it and slowly open it. Whrn the door is fully opened I see Celestia stsnding there looking at me with a strange look.

"Sup?" I ask with a confused tilt of the head. She takes a breath before walking into my room. Without permission, rude much. At least she isn't a vampire, that would be awkward, herald of the sun and also a vampire.

"Something terrible has happened." I wander what it is, mabye it's not the slaughtering that happened. If it is why did she come to me... Unless, shit.

"Liiiiike?" when I say this, Celestia gives a slight glare, but it passes after a few seconds.

"My subjects have been killed." Sure, I kill a bunch if diamond dogs and it's all 'no sweat brah', but I kill some rapist ponies and it's all 'Why did this have to happen'

"Was there a reason? I'm no psychologist, but i'm pretty sure people try to kill for a reason." She pauses for a second, then continues.

"That brings me to the second part of the bad news. It appears my subjects have been indulging themselves in slavery." O.M.G, i'm soooo shocked. Deciding to olay the ignorant card, I gasp a little and allow my eyes to widen.

"That's disgusting, why would they ever... It was normal slavery right. Y'know, making them work endlessly without pay." If I had muscles they would have likely been forced to smile at my acting.

"Unfortunately, it was not. They were being used as objects of desire." You could just day sex slave, but whatever floats your solar powered boat.

"Gonna be honest, what i'm about to say might offend you i'm some way, but I truly believe rapists deserve a fate worse than death. Like, flaying them then rubbing salt in the wound and of course castration and whatever the female variation of that is." Looking up I notice that Celestia has a grim yet understanding look on her face.

"I... Can understand why you would feel that way. While I believe everyone is deserving if a second chance, I am, truthfully, conflicted on what to do with rapist and murderers." she's being so honest with me it's actually kinda heartwarming given the subject we are discussing.

"Well, to be fair, castration is a fitting punishment for rapists. For murderers, just stick them in prison until they die, they take a life so take theirs, if you catch my drift." I can tell that she doesn't agree with my methods, but even then she accepts them without a rebuttal.

"You seem rather torn up about it, was someone you liked, be it friend or family, involved." I already know the answer, but I want to see how honest she'll be with me.

"My nephew, Blueblood, partook in those disgusting activities." I'm kimda feeling bad for her, I was never really close to my family, like, at all so I can't quite empathize, but I do know the pain of losing someone and in this case a family member dying probably feels better thsn being betrayed by them. Again, I wouldn't know since i've never been betrayed, but still, I can try.

"Anyone else you know involved?" probably not, but still might as well play therapist while i'm here.

"A few of the castle staff, but they were all victims. I believe the maid I assigned to assist you was one of them, Swift Feather, correct?" Huh, what do you know. She remembers the name of her staff, or enough of them anyway. I can respect that, ha, mabye I'll be bowing to Celestia sooner than I thought.

"I'll have to talk to her then. That's what friends do, right? I wouldn't know considering i've only had five good friends and they were all guys, so we never help eachother all that much unless it was really bad, like, hiding from the police, bad." This seems to stun Celestia.

"You've broken the law?" She asks with a concerned voice.

"Relax, nothing major. My friends though, not so much" She's calmed down a little, but is still a bit unnerved.

"Why did you not you not tell the authorities about what they'd done?" Snitches get stiches, quite literally in my friends case as we weren't afraid to beat the shit out of eachother.

"Loyalty, I guess. If I make a good friend, I'll value them above everything else." I suppose that's one of the few things that carried over despite Blacklight numbing my emotions to the point of non-existence.

"It's good to hear you're a loyal person."... How did this conversation derail so bad. We are supposed to be talking about the crime I committed.

"Anything else you wanted to tell me or can I get back to practice?" Aw fuck, i've peaked her interest. Leave, you've spoke your peice, get the fuck out.

"Practice, for what?" my right hook if you don't get the fuck out. Now that's just rude.

"Magic." I say, levitating over my pencil and twirling it around for a bit." Random and completely unrelated thought, if I was born before friendship is magic does that mean that in this universe, i'm primordial. Huh.

"You are welcome to use the castle library anytime you want if you wish to study magic." How kind, I might just do that if eating doesn't work.

"Thanks." with that statement, she takes her leave from my room so I can bask in privacy.

After about half an hour of levitation practice, I stop and start to thing about future plans for my stay in Equestria.

First thing is to gain more magical power, I can do this by consumingthings as everything in this world is saturated in magic and after consumption that magic is added to my pool of mana. After that I plan on learning spells so I can stop relying on force. When I'm finished up with that I shoukd head to Tartarus and kill Tirek so I can learn how to eat magic. With my new ability I will then look for magical artifacts to consume as they usually have strange abilities. After all of that i'm unsure what to do.

With my half assed planning out of the way I return to practicing with magic again, only this time it witg more demanding spell than levitstion.

After an hour or so of practicing I stop after and knock on the door, I walk over and open it only to see Swift Feather in uniform which confuses me greatly. Dod she not get time off for such an event

"Heeey buddy, how ya feelin'" She looks sad for a second, for an obvious reason, then looks me right in the eyes only to freeze in shock. "You uhhh, You alright?" she takes a step back for a moment and her breathing starts quickening and over the course of the hole thing she keeps muttering 'They're the same.'. What the hell. After a few moments of this she calms down a little bit, althought she's still shaking.

"Your eyes are the same as his." That's not ominous at all.

"Whose?" I ask slowly.

"That man, the monstrous one. They just seem so hollow." I have no idea what's going on and I don't think I want to find out. That being said lets find out.

"I prefer empty." Although hollow does sound pretty cool. If my eye were hollow, what would the be, Vasto lorde.

"Were you the... Man that killed them?" that seems like a farfetched conclusion, even if it is correct. Should I tell her or no. Fuck it, why not. I pull her inside my room and close the door and walk over to her before resting my hand on her shoulder.

"Yes."

The simple answer to the question must have suprised her because see done a double take and then just stared at me.

"W-What... How?" A fair reaction ro finding out one of your friends is a murderer.

"What I'm about to tell you is for this room only because if you tell anyone they'll just say you're delusional. So it's for your own good." I stop to look at her and she nods her head in confirmation. I woild have preferred to hear her promise, ah well. "I'm actually a shape-shifting virus." at this she just stares at me in disbelief.

"Really?" that went better than expected. To prove my point I shift into Red Crest again then turn back moments after. All Swift is doing is standing there blinking owlishly.

"Told ya. Pretty freaky, right?" All she does is nod. Fairly certain I just blew her mind. Since she's likely going to be like that for a while, I pick her up and set her on my bed. Since I have nothing to do, I leave my room and decide to wander the castle a little more. I keep this up until I find my way out of the castle and into its gardens. Looking around, I see that the garden is filled with statues with different descriptions on them. I continue to look at them until I come across one of a man... Yawning or laughing, kind of hard to tell, with it being a statue. The description of the statue said that this was supposed to represent discord and since this one means Discord it means that Discord is still imprisoned and judging by the position he's in, it would seem that i'm within season one unless the timeline is fucked.

Looking at the statue again, I begin to notice the differences between the Draconequues and this man. Where Discord had brown fur this man was wearing a brown over coat, instead if a lion paw his entire right arm seemed to be covered in plate armour, his bird talon left arm I replaced with a torn sleeve and an arm covered in bandages, he had normal trousers, that may be because he's all grey though, his normally hooved left leg had a boot on it while his right leg had a scaled cowboy boot on the other. On his back where his pegasus and bat wings.

After I finish admiring the statue I back away and return to the castle, quite content. At least I learned that I should be in season one meaning I have a small window before Discord escapes and gets resealed. That gives me some time to prepare and and try to come up with a plan to get Dicords DNA. I'll just shake his hand, after all Discirds isn't really a bad guy, just a fun loving mad man.

Moving on, I walk back to the castle humming the tune of a song called circles, petty good song if I do say so myself. As ilenter the castle I have no idea what i'm going to do. So being as inquisitive as I am I find my way back out into the city and go exploring since that's all I can do.

After a small while I find myself in a familiar Street, specifically the one where the slavers worked. Looking over I see that there aren't any guards inspecting the place. Being as deductive as ever I wander over to the ally and enter the building again, noring that it looks like it's been almost completely cleaned out of anything possibly suspicious. I finally find myself in the main area agsin and the smell of blood hits me rather hard which means that eithee my sense of smell is better than I thought or it wasn't fully washed out. Pausing a bit I take a deeper breath and to my suprise there is an insect smell, it's hard to describe, but it's definitely insect. That means that my theory was likely correct and changelings were in charge of this whole thing. The wonderous feeling of cold fury burns through me for a few sexonds before dissappearing.

"I should get the lucky couple something for their wedding. A few gallons of pesticide should be appreciated." with a small chuckle I look around the room in mire det and unfortunately, I don't find anything worth while meaning the royal guard are at least somewhat competent when cleaeing out a building for evidence. As I walk around I notice something off about a section of one of the walls. Walkimg up to it I tap on it and it makes an echoing sound. Smiling to myself, rear my arm back and punch forward, destroying the wall. I look behind the wall and see two safes, one bigger than the other. Tearing the biggest ine open I see it has a large deposit of bits inside it, can't do anything about it though, never brought a bag. I tear open the second one and I see some books, opening them I notice they're record books, full of names, dates and mony paid.

"It would seem that I have some blackmail material. Using it would be cheating though. I'll just give it to the guard... After reading through it course." with that I opened the first of many record books and memorised the names in them just incase I hear about people with matching names.

When I finish with the books I leave the building, but not before putting on a random disguise. With my new look I ealk around with the records until I see one of the royal guards. I walk up to him until i'm infront of him, he looks at me with a raised eyebrow, but before he says anything I hold out the records.

"I believe your superiors will appreciate these." without fiving him much if a chance to do anything I hand over the records and out of reflex he grabs them without question. Deciding that i've done enough good today, I return to the castle, not allowing the guard to ask anything.

Looking up to the sky, I see thst the sun is meeting the horizon. I stare at it for a while not quite sure how it's becoming night so soon. "Must have spent a lot of time exploring than I thought." with that I enter the caslte and make my way back to my room. As I arrive I see that the door is open a bit which is seriously unhealthy for my paranoia.

I walk up to the door and peer through the crack, but I can see anything. Since I could likely unalive anything inside I just open the door like I would any other day. When I enter I hear a sqeak, quite loud so it likely wasn't a mouse. Looking over to where it came from I see swift there, reading the comic that I drew for fun. We stare at eachother for a bit, she looking rather pale and me with a amused smile.

"W-who are you?" what weird question, why would she as- Oooh. I forgot to change back from my disguise. Doing just thst I get another fearful squek from her.

"Relax, i'm not going to eat you." Mabye, probably, most likely. She looks at me with a confused expression before slowly nodding. Huh, she took that better than the entirety of Manhattan. Good for her.

"What was that?" Did I not already tell her earlier, pretty sure I did. Then agian, shape shifting virus isn't much of an explanation.

"I can shape shift. Magic an' all." probably best not to tell her i'm a walking apocalypse. Enlightenment can drive you mad, after all.

"Oh, I figured you were a Terran." have not used any form of magic in front of her before. Now that I think about it, I don't believe so.

"Nah. I'm a magi or whatever. Still not sure which one." all of them, if life goes my way.

"How do you not know, you find out when you're born." Did you just assume my species, you bigoted fool. He, can't go wrong with jokes about those... people, if they assoc with the term people, that is. Fuckin' weird.

"I was born looong before you people had aspects if a certain creature. I'm basically prehistoric compared to you." MLP G4 was made in 2010, I think. So I'm roughly seventeen years older than the show. Good to know.

"Wow. So... You're older than the princesses?" Why does everyone believe me so easily. Not gonna complain, it's rude to deny a gift. Wait, Swift counts as a witness.

"Complete change of subje, but would you mind watching as I change my face?" Alright, she's confused, a fair emotion to feel considering thw question.

"What?" she asks, with an incredulous tone.

"Yeah, i'm kind if borrowing someone else's face, so I was planning to change it and I want a witness so someone can vouch me when I need to explain who I am." she she hums in understanding, with that I walk over to to a mirror and look over myself. After a few moments of thinking I come to a conclusion of what I want to to look like.

When i'm done I hear a small gasp behind me and I see swift looking at me in shock. Probably didn't expect it to be so quick or for it to work. I look at myself in the mirror and tske in my appearance. My hair is all brushed over to the side and yet still quite messy and it colour changed to an ashen/grey, it kinda looks like a white haired version of Heath Ledher's Joker a little bit. Speaking of Joker my skin is a little paler than it used to be. And the last major detail is that my eyes have turned from brown to a dull blue.

"Well, what do you think?" I ask Swift, for a moment I didn't think she was going to answer, but eventually finds her voice.

"Better than the last one." ooh~ a compliment, how kind. It's probably because of the hair being slightly more 'Out there' by normal human standards, meaning that it fits in with Equestria a little more.

"Thank you. Now then, as much as I enjoy your company, I feeling bored so i'm going to sleep it off. So you can either leave or join me, don't quite mind either one." it was ment to be a joke, but I have a feeling she thinks i'm serious or she's coming down with a fever from hell, cause her face is more red than the streets of Ponyville when I was clearing out the dogs. Not giving her much of a chance to answer I jump on the bed which was a risky move considering my weight.

"I your going to leave you can take the comic book and finish it." with my piece said and done I clock out only to enter a familiar void.

"Want some pudding?"