Subject: Daxinium a.k.a. Dax
Time: 7:45
Mission: Ensure survival in hostile environment
Goals: Find aid, Find supplies, Find local with knowledge of surrounding areas

I had fallen into a pit for the tenth time. The area was surrounded by fog, letting nothing in or out. I was getting frustrated and confused. The nights have become something for me to dread, along with the dreams they bring. It had started after a week of training from Bill. Same thing happened every time, wake up surrounded by fog and a labyrinth, see a shadow resembling Angel being dragged along by someone in a cloak. I would proceed to follow them through the labyrinth and would die by pits with spikes or some other horrid death.

I can't tell what was different but something was obviously off. As I looked around at my settings I begin to notice a certain shadow on the wall where there shouldn't be any shadow at all. The shadow was an isosceles triangle with an...eye? There's only one being with that shape!

"Bill! About time you got here!"

The shadow began to peel off the wall and gain color and grew some legs and arms. "About time you noticed kid! I was starting to get bored!"

He then decided to float around and land on my fedora with his legs hanging off the edge. "Was kinda difficult to get here, your mind is like a labyrinth, get it!?"

I decided to grab a frying pan an-where on earth did I get a fucking frying pan?

"This is your mind! You can do anything here if you will it strongly enough! Besides, I've got some news for ya kid!"

I willed a chair into existence and sat down before giving my response, "Anything good for being able to stop this?"

"Yes I do! In fact, there's two things that will help!"

I took a bite of my newly made pizza before swallowing and asking, "So what is it?"

He begins to float in front of me and grabs a pizza before shoving it into his...Mouth? I didn't realize he even had a mouth...odd.

"Alright, bad news first! The nightmares you're experiencing are being made by an outside force, which means you'll have to either 1) Find the source and destroy it, or 2) Find a way to block it from entering your mind!"

I gave Bill another slice before reaching for another one for myself and asked, "I have a feeling it can't be destroyed, so option number two will have to do... But how on earth are we going to find a way to block it?"

Bill just gave a sigh before saying, "We are going to have to find another fleshbag to help us, and unfortunately, I've found one that might suit our needs..."

Bill just sat there munching on his dream pizza before saying, "We'll talk more when you wake up...just...don't get yourself killed alright?"

He faded as he looked at me with an oddly sincere look. As he faded completely I Just stood there shocked. THE Bill Cipher, the dream demon of insanity, cared for my health? When will wonders ever cease? Well, with this world, most likely not...

I was laying on the blue throne, again. We have been living here for about a month now, but Bills lessons started two weeks ago. I've gotten better with magic during the past 2 weeks, if no longer getting sent flying backwards was an improvement. But by now I've mastered levitation, magic bolts, and magic sight. Magic sight was what I had felt earlier when I had blown open the safe, but it allowed the user to see different things, such as people or magic currents.

I grabbed my staff and used it to propel myself forward and upwards so I could get something to eat-*growl* Speak of the devil and he shall appear, this time as my stomach. So off to the 'pantry'! The pantry was basically an old storeroom containing some cooking ware that needed some serious cleaning, but in the back was a magic fridge. It was a room with runes on the walls with magic laced throughout them to keep the food cold.

As I reached the back and grabbed on of the wrapped squirrels Xavier brought in for me every so often I could see our meager supply of food and ammo that was kept in here. We barely had enough food to last a week, much less however long we would stay here. We need food, ammo, and maintenance supplies. The castle isn't going to fix itself y'know!

Wait, didn't Bill say he would tell me where the local was when I woke up? If so, then where the hell is he? I went to the throne room and set the squirrel above the fire in the middle of the room. 'For your knowledge, I went to double check if that was the place where the fleshbag lives!'

"Took your sweet time doing so."

He just grumbled while I went to grab the last of the bullets for the .38 special, fifty of them. Wouldn't last long, so we also need a way to get more ammo... 'I could have told you how to make a bullet press and-'

"That wouldn't work. We don't have the materials for it."

'Oh...'

I could hear Bill mutter once more before saying, 'The place is surrounded by demon, spirit, monster, and magic wards. That means you'll have to go in without me and try not to get killed, alright?'

I frowned, going in without Bill? That spells trouble because of two things. 1) I don't know jack about bargaining and 2) they may prove hostile and will attack.

'I'm positive they won't attack, well, Unless you start it of course.'

I scowled at the triangular pendant before tucking it into my shirt and grumbling, "I don't start fights..."

'He he, sure you don't kid~ Your memories prove otherwise~'

"WHAT!?! You dug through my memories!?!"

'Being stuck in your mind has it's advantages!'

I groaned, "What did you see?"

'Not much, just some of your more vivid memories, like when you asked the fleshbag called Sharina-'

"Bill, don't go through my memories or I will make it painful to exist there."

As I said painful I grabbed the pendant and squeezed, eliciting a painful yelp from Bill. So the pendant can hurt him? I don't know whether that's a blessing or a curse.

I gave the pendant a slight squeeze before asking him, "So where is this local?"

Bill was almost...reluctant with his response. 'The place is three miles east of here... While you're in there I'll be in the pendant and will limit contact with you till we're out of range, you got it kid?'

Sighing I put Bill back, grabbed my cooked squirrel, and bluntly answered, "Got it"

The walk here wasn't bad for once. No gigantic monsters to avoid until I get better weaponry or learn stronger magics, no plants trying to munch on me, and I saw a pair of deer pass by. So all in all, it was actually good for once in this damned forest. Wonder if that's an omen of some kind?

Well, nothing is going to get done if we sit here all day! The place Bill sent me to was a literal tree house, As in it's a literal tree carved out and made into a hut kind of tree house. As I went to knock on the door I saw the wards Bill was talking about, they looked like the masks native Africans carved from the trees for their ceremonies, and apparently to ward off danger from their abodes.

I straightened my fedora and my trench coat before untangling the pendants with various symbolic emblems on them, then fixing my scarf over my mouth and nose with my goggles on my forehead with my glasses on to create a powerful look of someone who means business. What? First impressions are everything! At least that's what Mom said...Mom...And here I go dredging up old memories...Whatever, lets go meet our closest neighbor!

I raised my fist, hesitated, then brought it down. "Knock, knock, knock", And now we wait. After hearing clattering from inside I started growing worried before I heard the locks being, well, unlocked. Can't back out now! As the owner opened the door I got my first look at a sentient creature besides me or Xavier, and boy was she different! She stood at four feet tall with a lean figure and... Fur? A snout, tail, and hooves was what I could see. She had the stripes like a zebra, except she stood on her hind hooves like a satyr from Greek mythology. She also wore a leather dress to hide her "reproductive organs".

She gave me a look over before saying, "What be you? I've never seen something like you dear, please give me a clue."

She rhymes... I've seen weirder. I cleared my throat and said, "Hello miss! I had a... friend tell me that you were living here and might help me with an issue I have at my place I'm currently staying at and wondered if you could help me!"

I tried putting my best voice on, but she wasn't buying it, "You did not answer, therefore you must answer mine in kind sir."

Yikes... I groaned and just said, "I'm something quite rare to these lands and I really kinda doubt you've heard of my kind."

She just scrutinized me for another minute before pinching the bridge of her snout and waved me inside.

As I walked in I realized something. I'm too big for the doorway. I gave a cough to grab her attention before realizing she was standing there with barely contained mirth on her muzzle. She once again waved me inside with barely contained laughter. Oh, you want to be funny? I can fix that! As she began to laugh at my predicament I shoved against the frame and bust through, taking the doorway with me.

She immediately stopped and gaped at me as I brushed the dust from the door off. That gape became a frown and she went and grabbed a staff from who knows where and struck me across the head. I winced at the impact, and muttered, "Ow..." She apparently had heard me and whacked me again. She waved her staff at me before grabbing glass vial filled with goo and covering the broken frame and muttered a few words. The most surprising thing about that was the door frame growing back and in an even bigger frame more suitable for someone of my size.

She then turned to me and motioned to a chair and intoned, "Please seat thyself, and do refrain from smashing my stuff"

She then turned around pulled a chair from a dusty corner before sitting down. I took a seat and began, "Well, my friend said you might be able to help me find supplies for my abode deeper here in the forest. Be it food, ammo, weapons for defense, or just regular building supplies. I was wondering if you could either tell me where I could find such things or if there's a way I can buy some stuff from you, if that's possible?"

She had a look of consideration before getting up and started digging around on one of her shelves. 'That wasn't half bad, but next time sound more authoritative!'

I rolled my eyes and said, "I'm authoritative already Sparks."

I heard a clatter behind me before the zebra asked, "Are you well? If not this can wait before my proposal I was about to tell."

I choked on air before sputtering, "W-what d-do you e-ever m-mean?"

She just gave me another weird look before setting down a piece of paper with some instructions and what seemed to be a map. She noticed me eying the paper before her before she chuckled, "While I don't have the materials you wish so dearly for here in my little eden, but I do have way to get the supplies for you from a diamond dog den. It holds all of your needed supplies for your own little eden garden, but I have one wish for you that will do plenty of good for everyone in that warden."

What did she mean by every one in the warden? Wait, she doesn't mean that theres-"I beg of you to free those enslaved, but beware their canine captors and the chosen that patrol the halls of the place after the lights have darkened."

SLAVES!?! They will be lucky if I don't kill everyone in there! She saw my murderous look before stating her last part of her request, "But I wish to accompany you to aid in this liberation, But the chosen is not to be mistaken."

I mulled over my thoughts and the pros and cons of her proposition and the supplies that I might be able to scavenge from the warden after the battle. I would get the needed supplies while she freed slaves from wherever they were kept in the den, while she could get hurt by me or those supplies she mentioned are fictitious.

'I for one, don't think she's lying. She has a good reason to go there, and helping you would be a plus for helping free slaves from a lifetime of lethal work!'

Maybe Sparks is right. I gave the zebra an outstretched hand and said, "You've got yourself a deal."

The zebra smiled and handed me a...Jar? I grabbed the jar and gave it a wary look before asking the zebra, "This isn't going to kill me is it?"

She just laughed and waved me off before opening the jar pulling out a map and directions from inside. Now don't I feel stupid?

She laughed at my expression before stuffing the map and instructions back into the jar and handing it back to me. I graciously accepted it with the grace of a floundering walrus. She continued laughing for a few seconds before telling me to head to the place the directions lead to and to meet her there. She also gave a rundown on what this forest is called and the main dominant species. Miss Zecora apparently knows what this place is called, the Everfree. The main species, ponies, call this one of the most dangerous places in all of their nation, Equestria. I just gave my assurance that I would be there in time.

As soon as I was out side her abode I started running in the direction the map specified, only stopping for a few seconds to change course and check the map every once in a while. After a while I made it at to the large rock in the middle of a very spacious glade in the eastern Everfree. After looking around for any scouts I walked up to the gigantic rock, and by gigantic I mean the size of a small trailer.

As I looked around for the entrance Bill decided to speak up for the first time since we left, I have something that might help you in there kid...

I looked at the triangular pendant with confusion, "What is it?"

Since you know the 'show' I'm from, does that mean you know of my deals?

I once again gave a confused look at the possessed pendant, "Um, yeah. What does this have do with your deals?"

"That fire I often use in deals is called demon fire. It is extremely dangerous to wield if your not a demon, but with me being inside you... Well lets just say your part demon, now what kind of demon, I have not a stinking Aetherian clue. What I do know is that you're able to wield demon fire. All you gotta do is focus your magic into your hand and imagine it having demonic properties such as soul binding, deal making, and burning your foes and sending their souls into the void! It also makes a great light source for underground expeditions!"

"Bill..."

He gave me an uncomfortable look, "Yeah kid?"

I gave him a smile, "Two things, first you sounded like an ad,"

He shifted uncomfortably, "and your right in front of me."

He gave a confused look before looking down at himself before doing a spit take in shock. Right in front of me was Bill Cipher in all his triangular glory. "HUH!?! How!?!"

I shrugged in response and said, "astral projection?"

He started rubbing below his eye before nodding his top half in agreement, "Most likely..."

He continued rubbing below his eye before shrugging and asked, You still want to learn how to wield demon fire?"

I shrugged and said, "Might as well, we have quite a bit before Zecora gets here..."

He did what I assumed what was a victory dance before teaching me the basics of wielding demon fire without sucking my soul out into the void.

We had gotten to how to seal deals with mortals when I heard something approaching from the direction of Zecoras hut. I glanced at the demon whispering a warning, "She's here Bill, go!"

He gave me a salute before disappearing with a pop. As Zecora bust through the shrubbery I got a good look at what she was wearing for our expedition into a 'diamond dog' warden. She was still wearing her leather dress, but this time with a cloak on her that looked perfectly made for her.

She came to a stop right in front of me with an almost disappointed look on her face. I smirked underneath my scarf and turned my head inquisitively and asked her, "What's wrong? Thought I'd get lost?"

She just shook her head and asked me, "Did you find the entrance to the warden? We need it for the supplies for your eden garden!"

I shook my head in a negative, then she walked up to a random stone sticking out of the ground and grabbed a ridge that stuck out and lifted it open revealing a dark tunnel straight down into pitch black, or that's what Zecora saw. I saw no shadows, in fact I could see perfectly in the dark tunnel.

Huh, I've never seen so easily in the dark before! It's like looking with a bright light on your head. Hmm, maybe...

Something wrong Bill? Just a thought...

I looked down and jumped down with a stone-faced Zecora right behind me, but unknown to Zecora, Xavier also followed right on our tail. How did I know? Because I told him to.

As our descent came to a close I could see the hole curve so we would slide right out onto our butts. Then we were out, me on my feet because of preparation and Zecora on her butt because of insufficient lighting for preparation. As she stood up I could see the cavernous tunnel we found ourselves in was empty. When I was done I could see Zecora pulling out a lantern from her cloak and tapped it a few times to wake up whatever was in the jar, in this case, lightning bugs. She turned to me and put her fingers to her lips. I just rolled my eyes, it's kinda dumb since I already knew to stay quiet.

She sat down and waved her hand to suggest for me to sit down, which I objected to and simply kneed down and tilted my head in confusion. She looked at me in an odd manner before shaking her head with a smile and whispered, "If you are to progress, you must know of the monstrosity they possess. It is called a chosen, a diamond dog who has sold their soul for special abilities such as their ability to quickly heal their fallen. It must be avoided at all cost, for it will rip you to shreds for no cost!" I blinked, a being more monstrous than the monsters it lives with? I'm not passing this up!

It has been three hours since we split up. Zecora went to the right while I took the left. I had been using my magic sight for quite awhile and all I got was a flash from up ahead to the left that was steadily growing into a bright glow. After a while I came upon a break in the carven tunnels wall. It was a simple doorway with a simple piece of wood with a crude hammer drawn on it.

This must be their armory! From what Zecora told me they have mostly spears and rusty swords, but sometimes they have something good. Peeking in the door way I could see racks of spears and swords, but in the back row there was something I didn't expect to see. It was a trench knife, it was bit rusty, but nothing a bit of cleaning and sharpening wouldn't fix!

My Dad had one of these at one point and since he was a history buff, he decided it was a good idea to tell me the history of trench knives. All the way from WW1 to modern day trench knives. Most trench knives have three features, the blade, the brass knuckles, and the striking pommel. From what my Dad told me, the striking pommel was used to cave in the skulls of their victims.

The armory was quiet except from some snoring from behind a counter in the back where two figures were laying. There also was also what sounded like...weeping? As I went to grab the trench knife I got a glimpse of one of the figures from behind the counter. It was a canine like face, the kind you would expect of a bull dog. I stared before grinning with maliciousness practically pouring off it as grabbed the knife and crawled over to the diamond dog.

As I got closer I saw more of the other figure, and what I saw set my blood boiling. It was a mare from the looks of it and once had mascara or something because I could see the dried black make-up on her face. I felt my eyes flaring and when I turned the trench knife to look at my eyes I saw the yellow and blue glow turning into a mist and flowing into the air from my eyes. I turned back to the monstrosity that lay before me.

I took the blade and pressed it across it his throat and hissed "Burn in hell" The dogs eyes shot open in shock and reach up to grab me, but it was too late. I already cut across his throat cutting almost all the way through his throat. I stepped back to admire my handiwork as he grabbed at his throat trying to stem the flow of blood. His eyes dimmed and glazed as the pool of blood spread across the floor. I walked forward and grabbed the mare and heard a disgusting "shlorping" sound as I lifted her across my shoulder.

With my other hand I covered the blade in a piece of cloth and stuffed it in my satchel. I though about it for a moment. How did a WW2 tench knife doing here in another dimension entirely? Maybe my entrance pulled other things with me? It seemed like a plausible thing that my entrance from my dimension made a hole and it sucked out other objects though, or worse, people!

I shook the thoughts away and got back to the task at hand and pondered where to place the mare. I tossed the idea to wake her up and just leave to fend for herself. I tossed away a few more ideas away before settling on calling Xavier and having him take her out of here and to her home. I patted my leg and whistled a low tune. He fell from his perch on the caverns ceiling and glided down to meet me.

As he set down right next to me he gave a look of confusion at the mare on my shoulder before settling on looking me in the eye and gave a quiet yip. I rubbed his head and set the mare on his back. As I stepped back I could see her more clearly. She had a pair of of bat like wings and had gray fur with a black mane. She was an odd looking thing to say, but not the weirdest. Trust me, seeing a guy dressed in a demoness costume and trick or treating at our door with a little boy dressed as a knight puts some uncomfortable images in your head.

As I was about to tell Xavier his instructions I realized that the weeping had stopped. Looking at the mares face I found two wide eyed orbs taking in my image. She continued to stare before I coughed into my hand to grab her attention. She at least had the audacity to look sheepish. I stood there for a few minutes as she put herself together. After standing for a few minutes she asked something that surprised me, " my name is Night Blossom, what's yours?"

I stood there before saying, "Dax, Daxinium Berlin..."

Her muzzle scrunched up and said, "That's an odd name..."

I chuckled and said, "Mom had odd names for me and my...sister."

Sigh, There I go again, dredging up bad memories...Night Blossom was sitting there with a worried expression, "Are you alright Mr. Berlian?"

I chuckled and said, "Mr. Berlian is my Dad, call me Dax"

She looked at me with a smile and a blush, "sorry..."

I chuckled and waved her off, and asked my final question, "Where do you live?"

She gave me an odd look before saying, "Ponyville, why?"

I looked her in the eye and said, "Xavier, Take her home. And Night Blossom,"

She answered with a meek, "Yes?"

I smiled , though she couldn't see it, and said, "Direct Xavier, and...Good luck..." She stayed there looking at me and was about to say something before Xavier bolted and cut her off.

I continued walking towards the end of the cavern, this time humming a cheery tune. I though about Night Blossom and what she said, 'Ponyville, why?'. Apparently civilization was closer than Zecora. Maybe I would visit her sometime...

It was another hour before I came upon another door way, this time with what seemed to be a mug of ale above it. I didn't realize they had taverns here...Maybe I would visit one later, but it was time for this one to be exterminated. As I stealthily peered in I could see a group of these 'diamond dogs'. They appeared to be having a drinking contest. Too bad they won't be able to see the winners...I grabbed the trench knife from my satchel and crept towards the crowd.

As I came into striking distance I saw what they were doing. They were indeed having a drinking contest, but their bets were making my eyes practically turn into miniature bonfires. They were betting mares and piles of gems. I grabbed the furthest dog, dragged him outside while covering his muffled yells, and slit his neck in the main cavern. I snuck back in and kept grabbing dogs and slitting their throat. I was able to do this several times before I was discovered.

I had crept back in for the tenth time one of the dogs who had been apart of the drinking contest had paused for a breath and had scanned the crowd for second before his eyes landed on me in the corner trying to minimize my size so I wouldn't be found, but it was for naught as he drunkenly stood and pointed right at me and slurred out, "Intrrruderrr!"

Every one stopped and in unison looked at me.

Fuck.

There was only eight left out of the eighteen when I was spotted. I stood up and drew my daggers and got into a low stance similar to a wrestlers. As the first two reached me with two drunkenly held spears I dove to the ground sprung up and shoved the daggers into each of the backs right where their hearts should be. As the two fell with their hearts pumping out their blood, I turned and parried two swords from cutting me open like a butter knife through cake. As the two dogs stood there dumbfounded, I took the daggers and slit their throats and they fell clutching their throats. As I did that a larger dog knocked my daggers from my grip and brought down a large club which I caught in my mechanical grip. While the large dog gaped in horror at his club being splintered by my hand I grabbed my trench knife and stabbed him repeatedly before he collapsed onto his knees.

As I looked at the last three which were standing stock still gaping in horror at me. Looking down I grimaced. My coat and tail was drenched with blood a-wait...Tail? As I looked at my new tail which was now crimson red I tugged at it and felt a jolt of pain race up my back. I pulled my sleeve up and gaped in shock at the gray fur covering my clawed hand that had pads like that of a canine. I gripped my scarf and felt my new muzzle. I stood there before screaming mentally for Bill. What is it kid-whoa...so that's one heck of demon you turned into! I mentally screamed in frustration before saying, "What am I Bill!?!" He snorted and said You're a hunter, a demon of the hunt, but for you and the energy you're exerting, I'm thinkin the hunter of the night. I checked myself before asking, 'Can I look normal again?' He answered cryptically, Yes, and no. 'What's that supposed to mean!?!' He sighed before saying, When you revert back to your human form you will retain some qualities of your demonic form.

I groaned and the horror stricken dogs scrambled back and started whispering what sounded like prayers. I shot a single magic bolt for each and ended their lives. The mares on the betting table were awake and shivering in pure fear. I walked up and they shut their eyes waiting for the end while I rolled my now normal eyes and used my trench knife and cut the ropes that bound them. I undid their gags and handed them the weapons from their captors and left them to their own devices, be it to kill every dog they find, or run for the hills.

I just continued walking down the main cavern towards a steadily growing glow. It would take about an hour or two before I reach there. I just kept on walking and trying to get used to having a tail and muzzle.

I had finally reached the end of this Hell be damned cavern. It was a simple door with no sign depicting what was inside, but I do know that there was a ton of life in there due to my magic sight. I just wished it would differentiate the species who's life it picks up, but sadly this wasn't possible. So here I am, peeking in the room at the end of a Hell be damned cavern.

when I peeked in I stood stock still as I watched the dogs whip different ponies and other species. They were digging, for what I have no clue. I continued watching until one of the mares, a pegasus, tripped and fell onto the ground right in front of one of the dogs. What he did made me snap. He took one look at her and casually stepped on her neck until I could hear her spine snap as it was broken. But he didn't stop there, no. He picked up on the pickaxes left in a cart and separated her head from the neck and held it up like a trophy. The slaves gaped in horror while the other dogs howled in malicious happiness.

I could feel the rage surge inside of me. I could hear Bill and Sparks shout for me to stop, but I didn't stop. I could feel power radiate off of me as I calmly opened the door and slammed it hard enough to send the door of its hinges. The howls of delight stopped as they slowly turned to me.

The one who had took the mares head grinned and said, "Brother! Come rejoice with us!"

The others nodded their heads with mad grins on their faces. The slaves stared at my roiling power as it literally came off me in waves. The dogs stopped laughing as they too saw my magic. The one who had the mares head walked up to me and stuck his hand out warily, "Brother? Are you alright?"

He continued edging towards me when I gripped his wrist in my left mechanical hand. He started screaming when my magic started melting his wrist and hand. I just continued before lighting my hand with demon fire. The fire raced up his arm and set the entirety of him on fire. I let go once he was being consumed by demonic fire and turned towards the rest of the dogs.

The stench of urine was heavy in the air as several dogs shakily held their spears up to point at me. I grinned with the insanity of Bill the original and said, "Is it just me or is it getting hotter in here?"

When most of the dogs started getting on their knees and praying I laughed. Not the he he, nor the ho ho. I mean a downright chilling two tone malicious laughter straight from the pits of hell. "HeheheHEHEHEHAHAHAAHAAA!

Then I killed half the dogs in a blaze of demonic fire, while the rest took demonic magic bolts to the head. I then proceeded to use their corpses as targets for more demonic bolts as they pierce their skin.

After thirty minutes of insane laughter and merciless slaughtering and burning of corpses I stopped. I looked around at the pile of diamond dog limbs being used as fuel for a bonfire and looked for the slaves. I found them huddled behind the closed entrance of a mine. When I opened the door they either started screaming bloody murder or praying. Either way, it was starting to kill my ears. After thirteen minutes straight of hearing them scream I decided to just levitate them out into the main cavern and just leave them there. After six minutes they started to realize they weren't dead yet and ran. Another ten minutes pass by and they're all gone.

I lean against the wall and rest for a second when Bill decided to speak up, Are you, um, finished?

I looked around at the blood bath I had created, "What do you think?"

He hummed content with keeping to himself before sighing, You snapped big time kid. Your lucky this is what he expected of you.

I frown, "Who?" He once more hummed, The Merchant that sent you here.

I sighed, I can't keep myself together can I? If I was in you place I would've done the same thing kid.

I sit there for a few minutes before I hear shuffling from behind the door. After a few minutes a voice calls out, "Are you alright my friend? I don't wish to disturb but we must be be going for our work is at its end."

I sit up, "I'm coming Zecora."

As I shuffle to the door I hear sigh of relief. She must've ran into the ones from the blood bath I had created.

As I shuffle out the of the main mining room I saw Zecora. Her cloak was in tatters, as was her dress, but less so. She gave me a look over before saying, "you didn't mention being part demon, for their rage is hard to contain."

Wait, no freak out, no 'oh my god I'm going to die', no screaming bloody murder? She certainly was a work of art.

She had dragged a large mine cart behind her and had started putting things that I had requested in it. But what I thought to be a single mine cart turned into a line of five large mine carts. Each one was capable of holding enough food to supply a group of twenty for a week. I turned to Zecora to find her...piggy backing on me. I stood there for a few minutes before sputtering, "W-what are y-you d-d-doing!?"

She just chuckled and said, "I am tired from heaving the line of carts and wish for you to carry me, or suffer the wrath of my staff of which I carry with me!"

I grimace at the memory of getting whacked upside the head and simply grabbed the cart handle and started pulling for the long run back to the entrance.

SIX FREAKING HOURS!! I was pulling the damn cart line for SIX hours! As I began to kiss the ground Zecora leaped off of me and onto the main cart. She started humming in thought before saying something I didn't want to hear, "I wonder why we didn't run into the chosen when we were in the warden, maybe it was out ravaging the forests natural gardens?"

I frowned and asked, "Zecora, why would a dangerous monster want to destroy natural shrubbery?"

She opened her mouth but stopped in horror, "DAX! BEHIND YOU!"

I turned around to face the table sized hand just as it grabbed me and pulled me underground.

Oow, what hap-shit. As I cracked my eyes open I saw something I didn't want to see. Above me stood the largest diamond dog I had seen since I had entered the warden. It stood at twelve feet tall and was five feet wide. The odd thing was is that it was...waiting? Like it didn't want to kill me just yet. That's because it doesn't want to yet you idiot! He's going to challenge you to a show of power! And unlike him, we're out of power! So, when he shows his neck in a show of a challenge, I want you to run!

As I contemplated what Bill said the huge monstrosity backed up and lifted its head up and showed me its neck and waved its hand to tell me to do so.

I shakily lifted my head to show my neck. DO YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH!?!

Both of us stayed like that for a few minutes before I felt a paw press against my chest and most of my neck. I could feel the claw tips of the paw and continued to stay still against all odds. As the seconds ticked on I could feel my heartbeat in my hands and throat.

After what felt like hours I felt the paw leave my chest. I looked down to see...a lifeless corpse. What the hell just happened? I feel like I had just run hundreds of mile in second! As I knelt down to look at the corpse I grabbed one of the monstrosities arms and watch as it faded to dust in seconds. What happened to the arm happened to the rest when I tried to pick them up. I just sat there in a pile of dust when I felt it. It started as a gentle lapping but turned into a tsunami of power.

I got up and the world tilted around me to deranged angles and twisting vision of the cavern I was in. As everything turned back to its original color I patted myself down, mentally, physically, and magically. Nothing. Not a stinking thing! Just what did he do? I sighed and focused at the problem at hand when all of a sudden I felt something strike my head and the world went black.

...I've got to stop waking up like this. I was once again waking up from a forced slumber, but this time instead of a dark cavern I'm in a cozy bed. I forced myself to open mddy lids before realizing several things. First, I was in a bed in the castles throne room just a few feet away from the blue throne. Secondly, I was full, like stuffed full with food. Third, Zecora sat a few feet away talking to a Dorito-wait, no it's a triangle. After a few seconds passed the triangle morphed into..."Bill?"

Apparently I wasn't supposed to be awake yet if Zecoras impromptu Chucky impersonation was anything to go by. She looked worried and started fussing over me before I waved her off. I turned towards Bill and asked as seriously as my raspy voice allowed, "What the hell did it do to me?"

He floated there for a few minutes before sighing and saying, "I don't know myself kid. What I do know is that we're going to practice a new spell!"

He grabbed my ripped trench coat and uttered the last thing I expected, "You're going to learn the repair spell!" Well shit...

I was lying in my bed sore from the magic exertion from practice today. Zecora was lying down in a cot she had brought from her hut here, same with her cauldron and my bed. She apparently was going to stay for a few weeks to keep an eye on me. Bill also had plans for me, such as the build spell, the heat spell, and fine manipulation of my magic. But the most interesting thing was that Zecora was perfectly fine with me being a demon. Another thing that plagued my mind was what did the Chosen do to me? And why did it choose me of all people/beings/ponies/zebras/minotaurs/griffons/diamond dog/demon...Okay I'm gonna stop now. Lets just hope the rest of the month will go fine...*Snore*

Author's Note

Hello once again! Like last time, please point out whatever I did wrong and how I could fix it! by the way! no, the trench knife does not belong to me, I just used it as a reference for you guys! Also! Remember, reality is an illusion! The universe is a hologram! Buy gold! BYE!