Her Little Demon

The abyss, a place where all the demons were born. Habitat of the evil. The huge, dark, burned, barren wasteland that seems to be underground, although it's not. The Abyss is a place that connects with all worlds, universes, and dimensions. Demons can enter both Equestria and Earth at every moment. In the middle of the Abyss is a huge, pitch-black castle, larger than Canterlot and Griffonstone. Huge walls, walls, high sharp towers and extremely eerie sculptures depicting frightening, horned creatures, with sharp claws and jagged, membranous wings. While in Equestria about eight hours ago there was already a day, in the Abyss, due to the lack of sun, or any other star, there was still impenetrable darkness in which you could hear roars and screams of the evil beings.

From the outside, the castle looks ugly, almost hideous, but from the inside, it resembled a five-star hotel or a beautiful palace. The castle was decorated with very nice and symmetrical, often gilded decorations. There were tapestries, various carpets, majestic stained glass windows, and walls decorated with gold and even precious stones like diamonds, emeralds, rubies or sapphires. Demonic Wing stood in the hallway, in front of big doors decorated with gold. He was still in the form of a black stallion with a white mane, membranous wings and yellow eyes with vertical pupils. He was very stressed because he was to meet with Archdemon, who in fact was the father of all demons. Every demon which he created had to pass a test, a task that showed whether the newly created demon is suitable or not. Thanks to this attempt, Archdemon also disposed of individuals which could affect badly at him and his interests. Demonic Wing, or rather... Ke'reth, had to kill the little Flurry Heart, although... He didn't do it. He was very nervous, he didn't know what to do. He wondered if he could just lie and say that the task was done. Or also just go back and do it. Ke'reth didn't want to kill, he didn't like it. He recently spoke with a mare named Nightmare Moon, who told him what to do. The young demon wasn't entirely sure if it was a good idea, but it seemed to be sensible.

Demonic Wing sighed - "You can do it... It's nothing, just be yourself." - He said to himself, then he went through the door. - "Welcome, Archdemon."

"Ah, Mister Ke'reth... Good to see you." - Archdemon was sat in a comfortable leather chair. The whole room was very elegantly decorated. There was a desk made of mahogany wood at which he was sat, and the floor was lined with shiny panels. Behind Archdemon's chair, there was a window through which he could see what was outside. Archdemon was in a different form than all demons, because... He looked like a human, a creature from the Earth. He looked like a tall man, dressed in an elegant, refined black robe. He had short black hair and short beard and his eyes were yellow. When he talked, he addressed the other person with culture and he was used courtesy phrases. Archdemon smelled different than other demons. Instead of stinking with sulfur or burning, like other demons, he smelled like very expensive perfume - "I guess you did the task I ordered you." - He said pouring a little red wine into the glass.

"I..."

"Excellent! Please, sit down. I want to talk with you."

Demonic Wing sat on a chair and looked at the man sitting in front of him.

"So... How you dealed with the murder of Flurry Heart? I see that... You've taken a different form. Was it was a camouflage?"

"Y-yes, but..."

"But?"

"I didn't do it." - Demonic Wing said, dropping his head down.

"Why? It's not difficult to kill a newborn, especially if you are a demon."

"Archdemon, I... I didn't want to kill her, it's just a baby. Why would she..."

"You didn't want to kill her, hah! I hear the first time that any demon would say something like that." - Archdemon his mouth took a sip of wine and savor its taste. - "Well... I don't hide that I'm disappointed. You had one task and... You didn't do it. Why?"

"I already told you, I didn't want to kill her."

"I understand, but why? Is it not because in a sense... You love this baby?"

The young demon began to breathe nervously. He remembered perfectly well what had happened in the bedroom of the little filly. When he held Flurry Heart in his claws, she wasn't afraid of him, instead, she just wanted to play with him. Ke'reth wanted to protect this baby and... He didn't know why. Demons haven't had feelings, but he... He had. He had feelings, although he shouldn't.

Archdemon sighed, taking a sip of wine again. - "When I created you, I knew that... I made a mistake, I thought it was nothing and in the meantime... You were given free will and feelings."

"Even if, what's wrong with that?"

"What's wrong with that? Maybe because... You're not suited for all kinds of tasks and you're nothing more than a weak link."

Demonic Wing frowned menacingly. - "Maybe I just don't want it? Maybe I just don't want to kill? Maybe I just want to be myself? Archdemon, I didn't do what you asked for, because I don't want to kill. I never wanted! I do not want to be like other demons, without feelings and empathy. "

At that moment, Archdemon's frowned and he became very angry. - "You stabbed me in the back, you resisted my will without thinking about the consequences."

"I don't care, I don't want to work for you!"

"Well then... Let it be so." - At this moment, two demons appeared on the left and right side of the chair on which the Demonic Wing was sat and they caught him.

"What the... You said..."

"Silence. Take him to the torture, let him learn that he cannot oppose me."

"Get off!" - Demonic Wing said, trying to break free. It was then that he bit hand one of the demons and then the demon let him go. Demonic Wing opened the door and ran out into the corridor, then he flew out through the stained glass window, which he broke.

"Hah... They will never learn." - Archdemon said, shaking his head, then he looked at the demon who had been bitten at the hand. - "You. Get him and kill him, do you understand? If you don't do it, I will condemn you to the millennial torture."

The demon nodded and disappeared. Archdemon leaned against the back of the chair, he smiled with satisfaction and he pouring some more wine into his glass.