The things i do for love

"Weren't expecting that, now were you?" he asks. You simply sit there, not entirley knowing what you've just heard. You'd been invited here to have an exclusive interview with Equestria's ruler....

But you weren't expecting this.

"I-I'm sorry mister" he cuts you off with a wave of his hand.

"Please. Call me Christian. I've dealt with enough formality." he says, standing from his throne, clasping his hands behind his back as he walks towards a window, looking out it sullenly. "Let me guess, you were expecting a tale of vengence. Of anger. Of doing the right thing. Some huge rebellion. Not the tale of a lonley child, who lived what was left of his childhood in pain and agony." he says, not looking at you. "Am I right?"

"Y-yes mis-" you catch yourself. "I mean, Christian. But, if you weren't angry, then why did you take over Equestria? Why couldn't you leave it as it was?" you ask. This.... thing before you had ruled for as long as anypony could remember. Under his rule, crops had failed, wars had started and ended, and too many ponies had died. As a foal, you'd heard stories of two princesses, ruling in harmony, but those days must have been long past.

"I never said I wasn't angry. But I wasn't angry with the princesses"

"So you don't deny their existence?" you ask curiously. You've been recording you're entire conversation, though it was mostly him telling his story. 'This will certainly be interesting.' you think as you check your tape recorder.

"I never have. Nopony's asked about them, so I haven't said anything." he says, still looking out the window. "As I was saying, I wasn't angry with them. I was angry with myself, and had no one else to vent my frustrations on." It's late at night, and looking out the window, you see that the moon is full.

"It's a full moon. Shouldn't you be changing?" you ask. he chuckles lightly.

"One of the bonuses of being a god is that I am immune to disease. All my previous ailments were removed when I became..... this." he says, looking down. You swear you see a tear fall to the floor. You sigh.

"Well, that's a relief. I don't know if I could outrun a werewolf." you say with a chuckle. He chuckles back.

"Few can. Now, a question, if I may." he says, turning and walking back to his throne, sitting upon it once more.

"Sure. Shoot." you say.

"Do you know where the term 'werewolf' is derived from?" he asks.

"Ummm..... No, no I don't." you admit.

"Well let me tell you. It's mostly latin, a language from my world. 'Were' is the latin prefix for 'man', and wolf is obvious, so it roughly translates to 'man-wolf'. Quite fitting, don't you think?" he asks. You nod, not knowing how else to react.

'Why is he telling me this?' you wonder, but your line of thought is cut off by a heavy sigh from him.

"You know, I went back to my world recently. Being what I am, the rules of life, death, and reality no longer apply as they would to most." He says, a sad look on his face. "I thought maybe this world would benifit from my absence, and that maybe I could hide my chaos. Live a normal life, like a normal person. Find my family." he sighs again. "But they were gone. In the time that I've been here, my entire family has died out. Most of my world has died out. There is no such thing as a 'normal person' there anymore. everybody's either insane, dieing, or scared of the other two." he says, shaking his head. You can see the pain in his eyes, and almost feel it yourself. "I never even said goodbye. I can't remember the last thing I said to my mother.... But I know it wasn't pleasent."

"I'm sorry." You say, not knowing what else to say.

"Don't be. It was my decision that made this. I can't change that, and niether can you." He says sullenly. you decide it's time for you to leave, as you can tell he has a lot on his mind.

"One last question, Christian."

"Yes?"

"What is your stance on the ledgend of the mares in the moon? You've been ruling Equestria for three hundred and ninety nine years now. Ledgend states that on the first full moon of the four hundreth year, the stars will aid in their escape, and that they will overthrow you." you say, curious as to his reaction. He looks back to the window.

"Walk with me." he says, getting up and walking towards the window. you follow, wondering what he'll show you. You both look out the window, and you see the familiar pattern in the moon. It looks like two mares, heads low in saddness and defeat.

"So, what is your opinion on the tale?" you ask again, looking at him. His face his hard as stone, unmoving. He's looking intently at the moon, and you wonder what he'll say.

"No comment." he says, not looking at you. You sigh. Your hopes had gotten up, only to be crushed under his heel. But you still have some amazing material, and can take solace in that.

"Well, thank you for the interview, but I should be going." You say, gathering your things and walking away. As you walk down the dark, empty corridor, you hear something. You swear it's his voice, ringing through the halls.

"Soon..... This nightmare will be over."

A/N: just kinda had this idea earlier today, hope you liked it!