Death's Judgement

Princess Luna sat on the north of the circle, to the east was Trixie the Lulamoon, to the west was Sunset of House Shimmer, and across to the South, sat Spike of House Sparkle, in the center, an offering of Rum, Vodka, Lemon Juice, and Honey, with it a bundle of cigars wrapped in Belladonna Leaves.

"We four have gathered to call for the judgement of the Dead." Luna Intoned.

"On behalf of our Friend." Intoned Trixie.

"On Behalf of our Teacher." Intoned Sunset

"On behalf of our Sister." Intoned Luna.

"On behalf of my Mother" Intoned Spike.

A cold wind began to blow outward from the circle, fluttering the candles held by the supplicants.

"One who has the Blood Oath of the last King on the Iron throne, Calls for Tyrannis Portae."

"One who bares the title of Lulamoon, Calls for Tyrannis Portae."

"One who has traveled far, Calls for Tyrannis Portae."

"One who has Lost much and gained nothing, Calls for Tyrannis Portae."

"We call for Truth."

"We call for Vengeance."

"We call for Purification."

"We call for Blood"

"Truth!"

"Vengeance!"

"Purification!"

"Blood!"

The wind reversed it’s course, drawing back into the circle, within the ground frosting into a mirror of solid ice. Again the wind pushed out, this time extinguishing the candles, plunging the room into utter darkness. First Luna’s, then Trixie’s, Then Sunset’s horn glowed, in the circle stood a lean earth pony stallion, black of hoof and white of coat. A grey mane hung messily from under a floppy hat, Vibrant, solidly Magenta Eyes looking out curiously. He wore a well tailored suit and bore Iron shoes. He leaned easily on a long wooden, silver headed cane , capped with gold, the stylistic raven head gripped well in his fingers. He looked down upon the offering, picked up the concoction and poured it out, the cigars he ground under his hoof.

"Your Information is old Luna, Owner of the Blood Oath, I am no longer Tyranis Portae, and have long since given up my former addictions. I no longer seek to deaden my senses but to expand them."

"Your call for Vengeance, Sunset of House Shimmer, is indirect, even as Tyranis Portae, I did not come to enact the judgement of the living, it is called the judgement of the Dead for a reason."

"Your call for Truth, Trixie the Lulamoon, suffers the same flaw, whose truth and of what? I do not, nor never did, start a case without knowing the particulars."

"Finally you, Spike of house Sparkle, one as young as you should never ask for Blood, I have buried more friends and loved ones then you are old, I understand the pain of losing the one that raised you, but I do not call myself the court of the last mortal resolve for my health. If you have not exhausted all other venues you don't need me."

With that the room feel silent, all stared at the one who summoned, the ones they'd set their hopes on.

Spike was the first to break the silence, "Then why did you come, why did you answer?"

"Because, the world I was in was beginning to end, it was a world falling to the corruption it had harbored and grown so long in its darkness, I answered purely for the sake that being stuck in the Underworld, at the nadir of creation, as all burned around me was not how I wanted to die."

This time it was Trixie who questioned, "Then what do you intend to do, the circle prevents you from leaving, the wards on these walls restrict your power and perception. On top of that you have two of the most powerful magic users in the room, as well as a Dragon, and I am not exactly a light weight myself, so what do you intend or can do?"

The Earth stallion smiled, "I have fought above my weight class for centuries, I am older then I look. So what you mentioned is no difficulty. Although I have to wonder, how does Luna feel knowing her Daughter is a Street Totter?"

"I am neither Luna's daughter nor a Whorse. I am The Great and Powerful Trixie Lulamoon, a showmare of great renown!"

"Are you sure you're not a show and sell mare instead?" He openly leered at Trixie, before Sunset asked the next question.

"Then why are you letting us ask you questions and answering honestly, what do you have to gain by staying here if you could just leave?"

"Honestly I have nowhere else to be at the moment, and I'm in no hurry to go anywhere, besides, you're all obviously important beings of this world, it never hurts to take their measure, or in three of your cases measurements, I may need something to clop to once I get free, or if you all leave me alone in this circle, I do have needs you know and you three mares would make fine additions to my flank bank. Especially the idea of a two way between the Daughter of the sun goddess of this world and the Daughter of their Moon Goddess."

Ignoring the vulgarity, Sunset continued. "Really? Playing on Mommy issues already? Huh, I thought for some reason you would have more style then that. Although I have always thought Trixie was cute, I can't say I would ever want to share a Stallion with her, we both get so possessive. Still, that circle should have stopped all telepathic scans and I didn't feel one, nor did Trixie, nor Spike, so you're just drawing conclusions until something sticks, some strategy."

Luna then took the reins of the conversation, "If thou be not Tyranis Portae any longer, what shall we call thee?"

The stallion smiled as he tapped his cane against the ground three times and as the circle shattered, the wards came undone, and the resulting unbound energy lanced back at them he said, "My name is Onyx Nightshade."