a kitsune's haven (old/ being rewritten)

I knew something was going to go wrong. It had been two weeks since I killed the bounty hunters and chosen my first domain. My ability to use illusions had grown to the point that I could make them permanent. In the wake of my new-found skill I decided to make myself a den. It was of course, underground.

The door to the entrance tunnel was round like Bilbo’s door in the hobbit. A single carving of a fox circled around the frame of the door, witch through some clever spell work I had made from stone. When you walked through said door the first thing that would be noticed was the stone arches keeping the tunnel stable. It was a good sixty feet down.

Past that was the entry room, the room itself was pretty sparse, I planned on hanging some trophies in here to intimidate guest. There were small stone shelves cut into specific parts of the walls. In the center of the room was a brazier with burning blue flames. At this point the entire room was made from the same stone as the arches, little alcoves of foxfire lighting the rooms.

The next room you walked into was the dining room, the ceiling was riddled with designs of kitsune playing and fighting, hunting and reading. They were carved with such vivid detail it almost looked like they were alive as you walked down the room. In the center of the room was a long stone table. It had no chairs to accompany it at the moment as I didn’t think stone was the most comfortable thing. To both sides of the room were to identical stairs leading into a second floor which over looked the bottom one.

The second floor had four rooms branching off it, all four were bedrooms, at the moment the bedrooms were empty, I would have to go on a stealing spree for the beds and other types of furniture. There were no toilets as I didn’t have plumbing, I did build an outhouse outside. On the first floor there were two visible rooms. The right door lead to the kitchens with stone ovens and shelves. The room also had a storage closet that was about the size of a small house.

The left door led to a hallway almost twenty feet long, it led to the library. Inside was a circular room forty feet tall and twenty wide. Stone shelves carved into the walls of the room could hold thousands of books. In the center was a ring of stone, inside the ring was a gracefully moving well of foxfire. The light it was producing lit the entire room in a blue glow. If the carvings in the dining hall had seemed lifelike then the ones in this room fucking moved.

The ceiling was a carved map of the planet, each country and city was named. Branching across the few areas of the wall not covered in shelves were carvings of all the known races. Across the floor ran depictions of wondrous magical feats. This was my haven, my home. Towards the back of the library was another door that lead to my personal chambers.

My room was pretty spartan all things considered. I didn’t have any furniture yet and there were no carvings on the walls, in fact the only major difference between my chambers and the guest chambers was that mine were bigger.

I hadn’t done much else involving the house else then layering the surrounding area with enough illusions to stop Cthulhu. I did however find out a rather interesting fact about myself. I could shrink, I couldn’t control it. It only happened in situations I needed to be small, like going through doors that were to small. It happened so naturally that I hadn’t noticed until I tried to measure the doorway and couldn’t understand how my huge ass had fit through it.

I had also gained a significant power boost somehow. I noticed it a few nights after my fight with the mercenaries, my magic felt more potent. Fire spells were hotter, ice spells were colder That sort of thing. Hell, I even felt stronger and faster. The most startling thing that this development had brought was the fact that my fur now gave off a slight glow.

It wasn’t the kind of glow that the sun has. Nor was I a walking glowstick. It was more reminiscent of the reflection of light off of water. The shimmering glow was hard to spot unless you were looking for it, the kind of glow you would expect to see from starlight on the flat waters of a lake.

Looking up at the cloudy grey skies I could roughly estimate that I had four or so hours before it started raining. If I could move fast enough tonight’s dinner would be deer. I moved through the twisting limbs of wood and leaves with the same grace as my smaller kin. Following the musky scent of a stag, I made good time in its direction, I was a bit startled to find that my prey wasn’t where its scent led. The patch of ground where the stag should have been was bloody.

I could only guess that something had gotten there before I did. Shaking my head, I made my way back to the den. There was no time to hunt anything else before the rain started falling, normally I would be completely fine with the rain but from the look of the clouds hovering over the forest this storm would be rather bad.

The rain began to pour as I entered my den, the thunder was loud enough to shake the ground under my paws as I walked down the hallway to the library. I couldn’t help but wonder if I was going about this all wrong. I had no followers because very few people knew who I was. I needed to do something big. Something that would get the attention of a nation.

Sitting down next to the fire I opened my index, I needed to do some research on myself. I had several books on Japanese myth, including five specifically on kitsune. I needed to find any mention of magical balls. “Let’s see, kitsune fertility, foxfire, ah here we go kitsune pearls.”

My eyes widened as I read, how the hell did I forget this. Closing the index, I quickly made my way through the den and out the door. It was still raining, and the thunder was still shaking the forest but I didn’t care, I needed to get to the town and find Derpy and Dinky as fast as I could. I knew that some of the legends surrounding the pearl weren’t true seeing as I wasn’t dead from being separated from it for so long.

The biggest problem I had was that I didn’t know what legends were true. So now I had to figure out how to convince the two ponies to give the pearl to me. There were a lot of things I could offer but I don’t know if she would appreciate most of them. I quickly began throwing up my illusion’s as I began to leave the forest.

I stopped when the rest of the village came into sight, or what was left of it. The ponies seemed to be alright, but the buildings looked like Godzilla had attacked. When I reached the center of town, I figured out why. In the center of town square was a hydra, it was dead thankfully. The beast had a whole the size of me blown straight through it. Along its body were slash marks and puncture wounds.

I would have to investigate later, but right now I needed to get to my pearl. It took a few minutes but I eventually found them. They were sifting through the remains of there home. To be honest I didn’t really want to bring up the subject while they were homeless, but this was a sooner the better situation. “Hello Dinky.”

The duo gasped and spun around to look at me, they were soaked due to the rain. I could see that both had bags under there eyes. Looking at the wooden beam they were trying to move I noticed that it was covering a chest. Wrapping a tail around the beam I moved it to the side.

“Mr.Jynx what are you doing here?”

“Well I was coming over to ask if I could see that stone you were telling me about but, it seems like your going to need some help. So why don’t I make you a deal.” As me and Dinky were talking her mother had opened the chest and pulled out two raincoats quickly covering herself and her daughter. Looking up at my face she had a look of confusion on her face as she addressed me.

“What kind of deal?” her face had changed from confusion to one of weary determination. She knew that she couldn’t really say no.

“Well, I couldn’t help but notice your home isn’t exactly livable at the moment and I have a place you could stay, I just need my pearl back. You see its rather important to me, but to others its practically useless.”

“We accept.” To my surprise it wasn’t Derpy that answered, it was Dinky. She had an odd look for a child, like a person who had been left with nothing but their grim thoughts. Thinking about it I guess that was what had happened to her. Dinky reminded me of myself when I was younger, Blunt, and overly mature for her current age.

“Meet me by the forest edge, there are a few things I have to grab before you can live in my home.” With that said I left before giving them time to ask any more questions. I stole several things throughout the town mainly beds, mattresses, and other sleeping related items. Sometimes I couldn’t help but think how lucky I was to have a bag of holding.

I couldn’t help but notice that the hydra was gone, I saw the reason why and she saw me. I danced out of the way of the solar spear that Celestia flung at me with ease. Her horn lit up and a large ring of magic burst from her. I wasn’t overly surprised when my illusions shattered upon contact with said ring. I hadn’t designed them to be able to survive a magical attack.

What did surprise me was the fact that she had seen me in the first place. I could only guess that she could see through illusions like I could. She fired another spear which I blocked with a shield. I responded this time, gathering my wits I launched a barrage of magical bolts in her direction. I followed up that attack with a blast of foxfire. When the smoke cleared, she was hidden by a dome of golden magic.

We weren’t actually fighting yet, we were simply testing each other. We both knew that it would be a bad idea to go full out in the middle of town. This of course did not stop either of us from cheating as was proven when she called for guards and I finished summoning my army of three-inch-tall elemental foxes. I was expecting the guards and bolted, judging from the screams of horror they weren’t expecting the hoard of elemental cuteness.

I managed to cross a quarter of the town before they caught up. There presence was heralded by the sound of crossbows and magical bolts. I wonder if this was what foxes felt when being chased by hunters on horseback. It was to bad for them that this fox had teeth. With a wave of my tails I blindly launched a wave of concussive force in a sweeping motion behind me. I heard the cracks and crunches of my chasers colliding with what was essentially a wall made of solid air.

Of course, that’s when my luck ran out, the blast of purple energy lifted me of my paws. I collided with a wall, I managed to move out of the way of the second blast. Bringing up a shield to block the third I finally got my vision to focus on the bright purple alicorn. The fourth blast left her horn and watched as it splashed over my conjured shield.

Time to return the favor, dropping the shield I sidestepped the next beam and launched a ball of fire at her, she dodged it just In time to catch a series of low powered missiles to the chest and faced. She dropped like a rock. I spun to keep running but tripped as I felt something slice through my flank.

Spinning I took one look at the light spear that had grazed me, blood still sizzling on the blade. I barely blocked the fireball that followed. I could feel part of my leg beginning to singe from the heat of the spell. I was not an idiot, I knew that magically I had no chance in wining this fight. I would need a distraction but what.

I traded spells with Celestia for the next few minutes, but my mind was not in the fight and it was showing. My body was covered in small slash marks and my fur was singed in multiple places. But that was okay because I had just thought up a plan. Having the ability to use my tails as foci gave me one distinct advantage, I could cast more then on spell at a time.

Celestia’s eyes widened when the barrage of elemental spells left seven of my tails, the last two still channeling the only spell I was confident would work. When the alicorn finally weathered the barrage and dropped her shield I wasn’t there. I had started running the halfway through the barrage. Standing in my place was a magical construct, a clone.

It would only last for a few minutes, but that was all I needed. By the time the clone was destroyed I had reached the edge of the forest grabbed the two waiting ponies in my tails and bolted in a zig zag pattern all the way to the den. I only slowed down once I had reached the door of my home. Slowly taking the ponies off of my back. And walked up to the door opening it.

“Welcome to foxhaven.”