Author's Note

So recently I got bored whilst surfing the web and found that wow there were a Lot of self made creepypasta characters. I decided 'eh why not' so I created this character Ash the Immolated. SO this is a What if a creepypasta servant of Slenderman ended up in Equestria?

Ash's powers
Due to an incident Ash can now manipulate any ash around him including his own body. He can use this to make anything with enough of it and in moments where needed can heat up his ashen form to the temperature of fresh embers

Enter Ash the Immolated

It was another boring night at The Manor. A place where all the undesirables under the care of Slenderman lived in exchange for service under him. many of the others at least socialized but not one particular individual. If one somehow entered the manor took a walk up the central staircase and took a left until reaching a door with charred sections, this would be the room of one of the least social servants. Ash was...different then some of the others. Where some were flat out insane like Jeff or children who were friendly like Sally, Ash was always in his room unless Slenderman called on him. Ash opened his groggy eyes and swung his legs over the side of his bed as he stood to grab a change of clothes from his dresser. He took a moment to look at himself in the mirror.

Ash stood at 6 feet 2 inches. His hair was a mess of white and black. His heterchromia was still there in his left black pupil and right red pupil. As he changed into a new outfit he looked at his jeans and black belt as he slipped on his biker jacket and put his special clawed gloves on. Ash didn't like looking at the skin he had eared his name from by the other residents of the manor. Opening the door he walked down the hall passing rooms to get to the kitchen. 'Hope they didn't all drink my stash again' Ash thought to himself as he walked to the fridge as he pulled out a ginger ale and used a claw on the glove to pop the glass bottle open to take a swig. 'At least they didn't drink it this time.' He thought enjoying his beverage of choice.

"I see your out of your room Ash" A voice spoke in his mind as Ash turned to see his master.

"Hey Slenderman. To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?" He replied.

"Why can you never be around your fellow servants." Slender replied in his mind. Ash just groaned.

"This again eh? Look I know there are some good ones here, but I prefer just doing my job and then being alone." Ash said taking another swig of ginger ale. "I've got an assignment for you." Slender spoke in his head and at this he stopped drinking and gave Slenderman his full attention. "Since you seem to refuse to work with the others I'm sending you to a world by yourself to do your typical job." He continued

"So purging the sinners of a world I've never been to. This'll be interesting." Ash said as he smiled. "You will be there for a month since its hard to open the gateway to that world. Are you ready?" Slenderman asked extending a hand. Ash downed the rest of his Ginger ale and threw the glass bottle out an open window in the kitchen. "Ready!" Ash said as he was warped off to the new world.

Ash woke up from the warp to see a forest all around him. The sound of a wolf howling nearby caught his ear as he stood to his feet. "Alright new world. Bring me your sinners cuz I make sure they pay their dues." He said as his body started breaking apart into a cloud of ash above the forest and started flying off to the nearest sinner.

The street lights of Manehattan flickered as a lone pony walked down an alleyway. His face had a scar over its eye and he worn a long coat to cover himself as he walked. Just as he was about to exit the alley, a wall appeared and he hit his face on it. "Ow, wait...there wasn't a wall there before." He said in a gruff voice.

Shing. "There is now that I'm here" a voice said and the pony turned to see a bipedal figure walking towards him with glints of light coming off a pair of claws. "W-what's going on?" the stallion said. "Oh don't worry sinner. It's time for your purging." Ash replied.

The pony chucked a rock near his hoof at the figure only for Ash's body to separate leaving a hole for the rock to pass clean through before reforming. "C'mon a rock. Now lets make this quick" Ash said as he seperated and reappeared with claws around the neck of the pony. With a single slice the pony was dead. "Sinner 1 purged." he said walking away. Then he stopped and looked back. 'I do need a less revealing appearance.' he thought walking back to the dead pony. 'Oh well, he'll do for now.' He shrugged as his body separated and ash entered the wound and some of it sealed the wound. The body turned gray and its eyes became the same heterochromatic eyes of Ash. "Hmm. A bit clunky, but I can make it work." Ash said as he tore off the cloak and some of his ashen body replaced it with a jacket similar to the one his human form wore. "Alright. One down, lets keep going...im feeling a little excited tonight." He said as he walked out of the alley for his next victim.

Ash's job...had just begun