GORE WARNING!!!

(Three days later)
(Blood edge)

Blood Edge...

Not something that should be in a kid's show and for a good reason...

This place was that for public execution...

Many forms of execution were performed here, and for many years no blood has flowed through the cracks and into the unforgiving water below. The bones of many dragons rest on the jagged rocks at the bottom of the pit whether they be traitors, tyrants, or assassins.

Today a new form of Execution will be performed one that will be witnessed not only in the dragon lands but though out the entire world of Equis. Magical projection crystals were placed overlook every angle of the execution, on the central platform where it looked like the bottom of the dragon's open maul were two worn pillars that have been used before but not like this.

Dragons throughout the land sat on the edges on either watch while one of the three natural pathways came forth the dragon lord herself. After many hush whispers of the dragons, all went silent when Dragonlord Ember dressed in black armored robes walked forward, the bloodstone not in her hand but a piece of parchment.

"I remember the day when Equestria and the Dragonlands came together and became 'friends'..."

(Cantorlot)

The magical image of Ember was over the Equestrian capital projected by a hidden crystal on top of one of the rooftops.

"On that day two were responsible for our alliance. One a dragon who lived among the grass field lands of Equestria and the other a stranger who only wished to help his friend on the day of the gauntlet of fire. Both raised their lives not only for me but the dragon lands themselves..."

(The crystal empire)

"Sadly a series of unfortunate events have occurred to the stranger. From being ostracized among many of the ponies to being cursed and turned into a nightwalker then to be turned to stone and locked within a vault even though he had commented no crime against Equestria!"

(The griffin empire)

"This stranger who did nothing but help others not expecting anything in return and responsible for so much good was then targeted for assassination order by the nobles of Equestria while seeking asylum in the Dragonlands. Someone who had helped Equestria through many problems that Equestria had faced over the past years he would lean a hand and even risk his own life to help others... only to find himself at the end of a crossbow by those he helped,"

(Changling lands)

"Someone I called a friend and someone I would trust with my life was targeted for nothing he could control... not only was he attacked but he was attacked here in the Dragonlands. On MY home! A pony had come here to kill one of those under MY protection! Let it be known... this document of the alliance between the Dragonlands and Equestria is now hereby null and void!"

Thousands watched as Ember ripped the document in two before throwing it into the pit below to join the rest of the ‘trash'

"If any Equestria ships come into Dragonland territory they will be burned down either it is by sea or by air! And to those who believe the dragons are not serious then let me remind you where I stand now... this is a place of action not a place of words! For many years Blood Edge has been asleep not tasting the very thing that gave it it's namesake!"

Ember threw out her hand as the pony assassin was held struggling against the two large dark hooded masked dragons over to the 'slab'.

"Let this assassin be an example of what happens to those who cross the dragons and their allies!"

The dragons all roared before screaming for blood but all went quiet as Ember raised her hand silencing her people.

The only noise that was heard was the sound of the wing and the fire pits around the edge of the land where the dragons watched.

Moving from the back, Jack walked forward while the assassin was held down on the ground before another hooded dragon came forth with something wrapped in a red cloth behind the nightwalker.

Kneeling down behind the pony who was whimpering in fear while the Lycan looked down at the back of the assassin. The dragon with the wrapped object carefully unwrapped the cloth revealing it was more than one item...

The first item was a sharp knife that was handed to Jack before he moved his hand to the back of the Assassin's head before taking the blade. From the cave behind the werewolf that leads to the natural platform stood Agape watching her other ready to punish the pony that tried to kill her.

The pony screamed in pain while the knife dug into the stallion's back the dragon held down while the screams were broadcasted throughout the lands. Pulling back the flesh from the assassin's back the blood-covered hands reached out for the next tool... an ax... but this one wasn't like those for beheads no it was smaller and had a very simple design.

Trading the knife for the ax, the nightwalker looked down at the exposed muscle and bone before him. Aiming his ax he brought it down on one of the pony's ribs before going to the next one, the assisting dragon poured a yellow liquid over the exposed back of the pony causing the assassin to scream.

This step was added by dragons... they didn't want the pony to die just yet.

Placing the ax down the werewolf grabbed the cut ribs and began to bend them out causing the pony to scream out in more pain. Tears ran down his eyes as his vocal cords were threatening to be torn apart by his very howls, all who witnessed this outside the Dragonlands could only watch in complete horror at what was happening.

Finally, as the last rib was bent, Jack looked down at the still moving lungs of the pony before reaching down to grab the air-filled flesh bag and squeezing it. This caused the pony to lift his head but no scream came out as his lung was pulled over his bent rib cage while his eyes rolled into the back of his head out of pure pain.

As the lungs were pulled over still moving the breathing of the pony became shallow...

That potion was still keeping him alive...

They weren't done with him yet.

The pony was no longer struggling, not as he could move anymore... the two other dragons then proceed to help the nightwalker on the very last part. Grabbing hammers, rope, and nails they began to attach them to the stone posts, after what felt like days of work the dragons began to hoist up the still-alive pony up on full display.

There was the assassin... arms out while his new 'wings' were pulled out by ropes and stretched out.

His claws and face were caked in the red liquid of blood Jack began to walk away back to the cave but Ember stopped him for a moment, holding his shoulder the nightwalker looked at Ember. They stared at one another before Ember leaned her forehead onto his before closing her eyes...

The two stood there like that for a moment before Ember pulled back and let Jack go allowing him to walk down the natural bridge. Walking forward into the cave Agape looked at Jack before moving down slightly and reaching for her love, holding his hands for a moment Agape felt the still warm blood that was staining the werewolf's fur.

Looking at his blood-covered face Agape reached forward before whipping away some of the blood before cresting his cheek.

"Let's go home," The werewolf's voice was low making it clear he didn't want to be in blood edge longer than he had to.

(???)

"AGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!" Jack threw his arms across the table sending books flying through the air before he slammed his hands down.

The library around him began to shake from his rage before he held his head while tears began to go down his face.

The cocktail of emotions was painful...

Rage... Fear... Sorrow... all of it hurt.

Slowly he dragged down to sit at one of the bookshelves containing whatever was in his mind.

At least in here... Agape or Ember didn't see him like this.

The pain...

It hurt... and he didn't know what to do about it.

Sitting there in his own mind, Jack began to move his hands down resting his arms on his knees while he sat.

Whipping away his tears the nightwalker dropped his head back against the wall before looking up at the star-filled night ceiling. Lifting his hand Lycan began to move his hand and as he did the stars and night buzzed like what a certain superhero with multiple personality disorder once did.

But he stopped when he heard a book fall over, turning his head he turned his head to the sound to see a cloaked figure peaking from behind one of the bookshelf.

"You!"

The 'thing' turned and began to run, but here they couldn't get far in the nightwalker's own mind.

The Bookshelves shifted and moved to block the creature's path where every it moved to, stopping in it's tracks as a bookshelf hit the ground in front of it the creature turned to the Snarling nightwalker.

"I know that smell..."

Through his mind, he grabbed the translucent being by the throat and lifted it into the air.

"YOU HAVE SOME NERVE COMING INTO MY MIND LUNA! AND-"

The hood around the creature's head dropped down causing the night walker to stop mid-sentence, he looked up at the dark being with familiar-looking eyes.

"Nightmare?"

"Hey... Jack," The werewolf brought the other half of Luna down only to get a better look at the alter-ego of his former friend.

"What are you doing here?" Jack asked. "Wait... did she send you?"

The dark figure that was once known as nightmare moon shook it's 'head' which looked nothing like a pony or any creature more like a creature of complete smoke with two sharp eyes.

"She doesn't know I even escaped her," Nightmare explained.

"Then I ask again why are you here? Are you trying to get in my head and use me like your other half?" Nightmare shook her head again.

"No! I want nothing to do with Luna anymore! Not after what she did,"

"What?" Jack lighten his grip on her 'neck'.

"Look... Jack she and I shared a body and a mind... she created me 1,000 years ago and then threw me away in her own mind and locked me under lock and key!" Nightmare spoke. "For years I was trapped unable to move or do anything! I could only watch and hear what she heard and saw... and feel what she felt,"

"What are you getting at Nightmare?"

The dark entity held out her hand.

"You hate Luna, right? Luna hates me... you know the saying that you once told her: the enemy of my enemy is-"

"My friend," Nightmare nodded to Jack's words.

"Yes..."

"If you are here to ask me to help rule over Equestrian then you come to the wrong person at the wrong time,"

Nightmare shook her head.

"That's not why I'm here Jack... I do need your help but for something else,"

The nightwalker looked at Luna's other self before moving her close to stare into her eyes.

"What may that be..."

"Cut Luna out of me, Jack..." Nightmare looked at the golden eyes of the werewolf. "I wish to be reborn,"

Author's Note

Oh man... sorry for the wait.

I had 400 words written here but the writing train stopped for a while but it's back.

For now? Well... I got a lot on my mind so who knows.

Besides that...

A public blood eagle followed by Nightmare Moon asking for help.

I had something different planned but an idea for something came up which I kinda feel stupid now since I did something similar that I wouldn't spoil.

But what Nightmare moon is aiming for is to be completely disconnected from Luna and be her own person. (I'll explain more next chapter)

Though what will happen well... you have to wait... not as long... I hope.

The writing rush comes as it pleases.

But... I hoped you enjoyed it and see you at the next one.