The sun and the moon rose as they always have, however seeming to be more at peace since Princess Luna’s return. Canterlot stood proud as always, housing many ponies of all walks of life. The early morning brought about the early birds who made their way to their workplace, smiles on their faces as well as a skip in their step.

There as one stallion who did not seem to be enjoying that morning. Jet Set, a light grey unicorn with a short, dark chestnut mane which was parted in the front and framed his horn, wavy dark chestnut tail and blue eyes. He wore his usual bifocals, green polo, and had his usual white sweater ties around his shoulders.

Although the stallion was looking his usual best, he seemed to be having an off morning. He was on his way home from some early morning shopping, the appearance of his empty hooves proved there was no fruit of his labor. He walked by a couple of mid-class ponies to whom he raised his nose and kept walking toward his residence.

Upon arriving, he glared at his driver who had just arrived as well.

“How dare you. Making walk back home like a-like a mere commoner!” Jet Set was outraged. The driver sighed,

“I do apologise, but your weight on the broken wheel would have made it worse.” Jet Set’s glare intensified.

“Are you calling me heavy?!” His voiced raised on the last word, he was feeling himself become even angrier. The driver quaked in fear. The dark green earth pony backed up from Jet Set, fear in his eyes. Upper Crust walked out of the house after hearing her husband raise his voice. She walked up to him as quick and mare-like as she could without trying to show she was in a rush. Jet Set took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment.

“Darling?” Upper Crust was beside Jet Set now. Jet Set looked at his wife before turning back to the earth pony.

“You’re done. Get off my property before I call the authorities.” Jet Set turned and walked inside his residence, his wife following behind him after she raised her nose at the green earth pony.

The stallion walked off of the property after taking the attachments from the carriage off of his body. He sighed as he walked down the street toward the side of the city he lived on. It was a nice part of town. Small and quaint, trees growing around the houses like small privacy shields. Cottages could be seen here and there, where a little old mare would be gardening her flowers or sitting on a rocking chair watching their grandfoals. He walked by a couple of his neighbor’s houses who were outside doing yard work. They waved at him, and of course he waved back, his smile hiding the pain he was in at that moment.

He turned when he arrived at a smooth cobblestone path that lead up to a very cute and homey house. He smiled when he saw the house, his heart warming even more when he saw the two fillies playing in the front yard. They were both off-white with dark green manes. The only way you could tell them apart was by looking at their eyes. One of the fillies looked up, her orange eyes landing on the stallion walking up to them She smiled and rushed over to him.

“Daddy!” She cried out happily.

“Hey princess.” He said hugging her. The second looked over and smiled before running over hugging her father as well.

The front door opened, and a beautiful light grey mare walked out, her red mane in a ponytail.

“Nova, you’re back early.” She said, walking over. The two fillies ran inside laughing and giggling. Nova sighed, looking down,

“Jet Set fired me because I wouldn’t let him ride in his carriage. The wheel had broken about three blocks from his mansion. He was not happy.” Nova sighed. His wife kissed him, smiling at him,

“We will be alright.” She said, reassuring the other. Nova Sighed, smiling weakly back at the mare.

“I hope you’re right Arch.”

The night came quicker than Nova had expected. He sighed and sat on the bed while his wife slept. He was not sure what he was going to do. He looked up at the beautiful full moon, wondering what was going to happen to him and his family. Something pony-shaped darted across the moon. Nova blinked opening his window to peer out over the sky, curious to what he had just saw. A small gust of wind blew the stallion’s white mane out of his eyes while he still searched for what he had thought he saw. He sighed, retreating into his room and closing the window.

He turned to go back to his bed to lay with his wife when he saw something by the bed. It was in the shape of a tall pony; the mane was flowing behind it as was its tail. Its entire body looked to be made of the night sky itself. It had no eyes and no mouth from what Nova could see. The horn started to glow pink, and Nova could hear whispers in his ears.

“Tantabus can help. Tantabus can seek revenge for you. But you must repay Tantabus when Tantabus wants repayment.”

Nova blinked and stared at the anomaly for a moment. He was about to speak when the whispers came again.

“Tantabus can hear your thoughts. The repayment Tantabus wants will be chosen when Tantabus wants it.” Nova Sighed, looking down. He thinks in words so Tantabus can hear.

“Will my family be harmed?” Tantabus did not reply right away. The anomaly looked at the sleeping mare. It looked back at Nova.

“Tantabus does not harm pure ponies. Tantabus will not harm if they stay pure. Now, Tantabus can get you money. But you must first promise Tantabus you will pay Tantabus when Tantabus wants it.” Nova was not sure what to do, this thing was offering to help him, but he was not sure. He feels like he has seen this form somewhere before, he knows this thing is evil. But his family comes first. And if something does happen to him, as long as his family will be taken care of. Nova looked at Tantabus where its eyes should be and nodded. He thinks in words once more.

“I promise, I will repay you when you want repayment. I just want my family to not worry about money.” Nova’s heart was racing in his chest after Tantabus had vanished. He stumbled toward his bed and collapsed beside his wife who woke up with a start.

“Everything alright dear?” She asked, looking at him worried. Nova nodded.

“Yeah, just a nightmare.”

Jet Set was sitting at his desk in his study looking at his books with glee. His grin spread from ear to ear as he looked at all the raising numbers. His smile faded when he saw the bill for the carriage that had broken that day. He threw everything off his desk with magic.

“I cannot believe this! Three hundred bits to repair a wheel?!” He sighed and looked over that the time. It was close to ten at night and he still did not feel tired.

“I may as well go count my money again. That always tires me out.” He walks from his office to a large door he opened with a key. As soon as he put the in the key hole, he felt something rush past him. He jumped and turned around, not seeing anything. He turned back toward the door to continue opening it.

He stared in horror as there was a faceless pony staring at him, coming out of the door. Jet Set walked backwards, and as he walked backwards, the faceless pony walked forwards, emerging from the door. He bumped into a stand, knocking down a priceless artifact he had gotten shipped from Bone Dry Desert.

“What are you? What do you want?!” His voice was high, and it sounded like he was choking. Tantabus walked toward the shivering unicorn, its mind whispers making Jet Set stare at it in more horror.

“Tantabus wants blood.”

Jet Set ran as fast as he could down the hallway toward the stairs, hoping that he could escape the nightmarish monster. He felt himself being lifted as he reached the top stair. In an instant he was falling down the hoof crafted piece of art, his blood splattering on the ivory railing and stairs every time his head made an impact. He soon lay at the bottom of the stairs, his body twisted and mangled, blood pouring from his head. He felt warmth, then rejuvenation. He opened his eyes to find he was alright, and there was no blood. However, that monstrosity was standing right in front of him.

“Tantabus could not let you waste blood. Tantabus wants blood.”

Jet Set’s screams could curdle the blood of anyone who heard while Tantabus grabbed him with its magic and started to rip the unicorn limb from limb. Every time Tantabus would rip a limb off, it would bring it to its face, and suck out every last drop of blood. When it was only Jet Set’s head and body left, Tantabus brought Jet Set’s face toward its own, and clasped onto Jet Set’s mouth, sucking every last drop of blood through the unicorn’s mouth.

Dropping the shrivelled pieces of what was once Jet Set, Tantabus cleaned up all the blood from the floor and drank it, leaving no trace it was even there. On its way back up the stairs toward the vault, Tantabus stepped on Jet Set’s glasses, breaking them.

The police were swarming Jet Set’s mansion like flies would swarm honey. The paramedics brought out multiple bags, presumably the pieces of what remained of Jet Set. They found it puzzling how Upper Crust did not hear a thing during the night, since the neighbors heard the screams from twenty blocks down. Upper Crust was taken into custody for questioning, while the rest of the authority figures cleaned everything up and continued their investigation. Which had run cold due to lack of evidence anywhere. Whoever did this was smart in their eyes. While Nova had taken his family to a different part of Equestria, Upper Crust was being punished for a crime she did not commit. She was afraid of the next chapter of her life; which she should be.

Author's Note

I have not seen Jet Set in action fully, so I apologize if his character is off. If you have any good criticism for me I will accept it. Nova and Arch are a couple of OC's I threw in for more story.