It was the next morning before Rarity’s fashion competition. Mystogan laid in the bed that he shared with Fluttershy, seeing as the room had only one bed. But neither of them seemed to mind. After all, Fluttershy slept soundly with one leg draped over Mystogan’s left side as they both slept soundly. This he remembered happening before sleeping. Little did he know, that he had a second mare in the bed with him resting on top of him. No, he did not pick up another mare on his way back to the hotel. Well, if you don’t count the sweet little gothic lolita Suzuka. She laid on top of him in rather revealing, lacy underwear and bra with her white and black stockings. She wasn’t asleep anymore either. She simply laid upon ehr master’s large body and admired him as he slept, idly nuzzling into his chest and enjoying his warmth. Even running her fingers through his hair from time to time.

Her ears perked up when she heard a low sleepy growl coming from his muzzle as he slowly opens his blue eyes. She loved that dark shade of blue they had which at the same time could pierce one’s soul. She crawled up his body more to meet his gaze with a warm smile, her long black mane falling to the side as she leans in and presses her nose against him in an affectionate manner.

“Good morning, master. I hope you slept well~.”

“Mhmm, I sure did. Good morning to you to Suzu-.”

He blinks a few times as he realizes that she was on him in the form he had seen ehr in his mind, but as a unicorn. Without waking Fluttershy, he sits up slowly and watches the unicorn crawl back and sit on her hooves smiling up at him adoringly. He gently reaches up and cups her jaw in one of his large hands. Was she really taking on the physical form of what she had revealed to him last night? And how? His jacket was not only possessed, but it could take on a physical form as well? He ran his hands along ehr rather soft and supple form, not realizing he was making her blush and shake heavily in excitement.

“M-master...we shouldn’t here. Perhaps when we have more alone time~?”

She said as she looked up at him with those adorable emerald eyes that now shimmered along with her intensifying blush. When he realized what he was doing, he quickly pulled his hands away. She could already tell he thought he did something he wasn’t supposed to by the way he lowered his ears.

“I uh...sorry. I just can’t believe that you can take on a form other than a jacket. That is pretty amazing..and...sorry for feeling you up. I had to be sure it wasn’t an illusion or some kind of perception spell.”

He looks over at the still sleeping yellow mare then back to her.

“Can..they also see and hear you when you are in this form?”

She giggled adorably and pressed against him as she wrapped her arms around him. For a being that is such a dark and sinister looking coat, she sure did LOVE to get close and affectionate with him. Who knows how far things would go with him.

“Oh master. Please do not apologize. I completely understand. However, I didn’t mind it at all. I won’t lie...ever since Grimheart and I have been separated, I have been physically and emotionally starved. And since I was without a master, I really couldn’t find somepony to give me what I needed. So if you ever need me to help you relieve any stress, it would certainly benefit me in the long run~.”

“I couldn’t ask you to do that, you are a chil-....well actually you aren’t huh? Considering how long you have been around and your mindset. You are just as much of a mare as Shy here. But still, I could never really ask you to do that.”

Suzuka takes one of his hands and holds it with both of her. Her eyes meeting his in a pleading manner.

“You don’t understand, master. I need it. I feed off of my master’s love and affection, but only if it is willingly given. And unlike changelings, I can’t take it forcibly from others. Not that I would want to take it from you by force of course. But, i feel like you have a nearly infinite amount of love to share. And it doesn’t even have to be through sexual contact. Just feeling you close to me and even your arms holding me would be more than enough. That is how Grimheart and I helped each other. While he never really asked for anything involving deeper intimacy, I could sense that is something you enjoy. So please, let me help you and in return, you will be helping me”

“Suzu, it’s not that I don’t want this. You are a beautiful mare and any stallion would be lucky to have you as theirs. I just...I just don’t want you to think that I would be using you like some kind of object or toy. You chose me to be your master. And I am honored that a powerful powerful being like you did that. And I just don’t want you to think I am taking it for granted is all. The jacket is neat and all, but the one who is inside it is a million times better. Meaning you.”

He said as he lightly taps her on the nose with a warm smile. She could feel her body warming up and the blush forming across her muzzle a bit more. Her tail was thumping against his legs as it swayed from side to side in happiness. Grimheart never said things like this to her. Not that he didn’t show his affection to her. But to actually hear it from someone made the mare more than happy. All she could really do was throw herself at him more before wrapping her arms around his lower torso and nuzzle into him, clutching at his back fur for dear life.

“Oh master….to actually hear those words. It..it makes me beyond happy Please stay with me now and forever.”

He gently wrapped his arms around the little pony’s form and nodded gently as he ran his claws through her mane in a tender manner. There was no way he was ever going to let such a sweet mare depart from him. While she was a spirit, she was still a living being with emotion. They sat there and snuggled for a little while longer before Mystogan decided it was time to get up and get cleaned for the day.

“Time to get a nice hot shower, don’t wanna end up having that wet dog smell.”

He said jokingly. Suzuka giggled at that and trailed after behind him.

“Let me help you wash up, master~. You can get the upper part of the body while I get the...mmmh...lower part~.”

Mystogan just rolled his eyes but would allow her to ‘help’ him clean up. Needless to say that her way of cleaning him up actually brought him to several orgasms than he had to keep quiet as to not wake Fluttershy.

--The Prudential Building, 40th Floor--

The air was thick with cigar smoke and the smell of high priced alcohol. The building actually belongs to a company that was actually a front for an organized criminal enterprise called the “Goldhoof Mafia’. The ponies looked like your typical italian mafia and spoke to them as well. The fancy suits, gold necklaces, slicked back manes and some even wore sunglasses. Some of them were playing pool while others had mares in each arm as they sat on the couch and conversed and laughed. And in the very back room sat the leader of them all counting his money and leaning back in his chair. Don Goldhoof. An older looking stallion, but fit for someone his age. He had a creamy white coat of fur with a silver mane and tail along with a beard and sky blue eyes. He wore a black suit with pinstripes all down it and a crimson red tie that sat neatly in the closed suit top. He hears a knock at his door and looks up from his desk.

“Enter.”

His said in his gruffy voice with an Italian accent. The door opens up as one of his men walk in and bow in a respective manner. Before speaking.

“Boss, we have located the shop that was selling Grimheart’s prized possession. But, unfortunately, the shop owner only laughed and gave us this message and this photo before disappearing.”

The gang member walked up and took a photo from the inner pocket of his coat and slid it to the older stallion on his desk. He lets out a quiet rumble as he leans forward and takes it. The picture was of Mystogan with the hood of his jacket covering most of his face. But his horns and wings and tail were surely enough to tell them they weren’t dealing with a pony. The message was written in black ink and read

‘She has already found herself a worthy master. And I am afraid this time, you will not be able to claim her for your own because of who she chose. If you know what’s good for you, you will not try and face this monster. But know this, should you try to, you will face the wrath of someone more powerful than the pony who she originally belonged to. You have been warned.’

That was written on the back of the photo. As Goldhoof read it. He became a bit angry as he crumpled up the photo and slammed his hand on the desk before standing up and walking over to the window and stared down at the city below. He was in a deep thought process and his men knew not to bother him until he was finished. After a while, he turns to face the other pony.

“Bring him in. But do it with diplomacy. From what I can tell by the look of him, the coat chose him because of his strength and will. Should he refuse my generous invitation, you know what must be done. Take a few of the others with you. Kill him and she will lose her connection with him. That is what happened when my father killed Grimheart, so it should work.”

“Yes, boss.”

Said the pony before he walked out. After the door closed, Goldhoof walked back over to the window and began talking to himself.

“I will not let another try to overthrow all the hard work that my father and myself put in the build this empire. Either he hands her over willingly, or the cemetery is going to need another hole dug.”

--The City Streets--

Mystogan decided to head out early to go explore more of the city before the other could have a chance to jump him and pull him for his attention. That, and he wanted some alone time with Suzuka who was now in her coat form, keeping her master nice and warm from the still snowy and cold weather. They talked and laughed via mind link. Enjoying each other’s company. As Mystogan walked along the sidewalk, Suzuka whispers to him.

“Master…”

“I know Suzu. He clearly wants something from me. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have followed me for the past thirty minutes. And judging by the way he looks, he is either a someone who is looking for a shady deal or worse. I will cut off here in this alley. The last thing we need is others seeing what may or may not happen.”

“I will keep a watchful eye. Please be careful, master”

“Not to worry, Suzu, I will keep you safe, I promise.”

Mystogan quickly turned down the alleyway which leads to an open vacant plaza. Sure enough, the same pony that was following him came around the corner. Mystogan stood there with his arms crossed over his chest and a brow arched under his hood that kept his face nicely hidden from view. That make is Suzuka’s doing, however, because the shadow was darker than it should have been.

“Something I can help you with? If you are selling something to me like narcotics, I have no interest in such things. Otherwise, all that time you spent following me was wasted.”

Ah, so you knew I was tailing you huh? Very clever. But no, I am not here to sell you anything. No, I am here on behalf of my boss, Don Goldhoof. You see, you came into possession of something he desires greatly. And he was wondering if he could make a deal with you to part with it with a price. All you have to do is come with me and tell him how many zeros you want.”

“And what is it that I am in possession of that he wants so badly? I am just a simple dragonwolf. I have nothing of great value.”

He said with a smile, playing dumb to see what the pony seemed to him exactly. Though, the way he was eyeing Mystogan’s body, the dragonwolf could tell he was eyeing Suzuka.

”Goldhoof...master….that name the one who was responsible for Grimheart’s death…”

Mystogan could feel the feelings of Suzuka. Sadness, anger, pure hatred for that very name. Mystogan closed his eyes and maintained control of Suzuka as he gently clutched the front of the coat.

”Easy, Suzu. Let me take care of this.”

“I think you already know what my boss wants. From what I can tell, you are a smart stallion. Now why don’t you come with me and he will make you richer than you could ever dream.”

Mystogan chuckled and shook his head.

“I am afraid little Suzuka belongs to me now. And there is no price you could put on her that would make me give her up. Though, if you and your buddies who are hiding around the other corners over there want to try and take her from me. You are more than welcome to try.”

“Well boys, you heard him, break his everything and finish him off. Boss says we gotta kill him to sever the connection.”

Mystogan slowly smiled deviously under his hood as they came at him with baseball bats and pipe and other manners of blunt objects. What would follow son, was to be something that would help Suzuka’s mind feel a bit at ease.

--Fifteen Minutes Later--

Mystogan stood in the middle of the open lot covered in blood surrounded by severed limbs and mangled bodies with blood splatters on the ground and on the walls, leaving the one who called the order sitting on the ground sliding away into a corner as Mystogan walked up to him. The fear in his eyes as he gazed up at the dragonwolf was clear. He reaches down with his large hand and grabs the pony by the throat and lifts him high off the ground. The stallion struggled to breathe in his grip as he kicked his hooves.

“Please, don’t kill me. I have a wife and child who need me to have this job. The Don pays me well...o-otherwise I would have never taken this gig! Please let me go!”

“But if I let you go, you will tell your boss what happened here and he will find a way to threaten my loved ones and use leverage on me. Isn’t that how mafia organizations do things? I certainly cannot allow you to cause that kind of trouble for me.”

Mystogan closes his eyes with a slight smile and says a few last words as he places his hand over the pony’s open mouth.

“Sorry, it’s nothing personal.”

He said in a light-hearted tone before using his wind magic to fill up the pony’s body quickly. The pony spasmed and kicked before a sickening ‘pop’ and splatter was heard. He had literally made him pop like a balloon with his insides being splattered on the ground and walls. Once that was done, Mystogan used his wind magic to cleanse his coat clean of any blood and entrails from the slaughter. While it wasn’t the death of the one who killed Grimheart, Suzuka still felt some closure thanks to her new master. Mystogan could feel her embrace from the coat.

”Thank you, master. I know that the father of the new head of the mafia is dead, but this was enough to help me feel better…”

“We’d better get out of here before another pony comes along and sees me with this mess.”

Without wasting any time, he opens his wings and takes to the sky. It was only about three hours later that the gruesome scene was discovered by a homeless stallion who notified the authorities immediately. By this time, Mystogan was having lunch with his friends, smiling and laughing as if the massacre had never happened in the first place.

Author's Note

Geez, sometimes I scare myself with how violent I make these deaths...but, at least I am not out actually killing people like some sick people in the world do. Anyway, enjoy!

May the darkness grant you peace.