The Doctor is in

As the two necromancers stood off, Rarity and Twilight looked on in shock at the display of strength by Velvet. Twilight shook herself out of her stupor and rusted forward to help Velvet when he held up a hoof.

“I suggest you don’t get involved, just one look at this freak tells me he is out of your league.” Velvet warned.

“That rich coming from the likes of you. The mysterious necromance laughed. “Hypocritical of you to be calling me a freak. If I told those mares I knew the thing you’ve done, they would die from fear before I even got half way.” The mysterious necromancer pointed his sword towards Twilight and Rarity with a sneer.

“Lucky you won’t be around to say it!” Velvet roared, his eyes rolled back into his head as his jaw unhinged and black smoke began to spew from it. The necromancer wasn’t expecting it as he tried to back away but the smoke covered the area around him faster than he could run.

The smoke was suffocating, the necromancer could hardly breath. If he didn’t have his shirt collar the way it was, he would’ve died seconds ago.

“Now, I’ll say aging-” Velvet's voice somehow echoed around the necromancer. “What is your name?”

“My name-*cough*-is Arctic specter!” Arctic yelled the best he could into the smoke. “Now come out and face me, coward!” Arctic swung his sword in a random direction hoping to hit something.

When the higher ups had a request to off somepony in a small town named ponyville, he never imagined it to be HIM. Sure, he had good fighting skills and was the strongest in his rank, but going up against the devil of the dead was considered to be suicide at Artics level. Suddenly, Two hooves came out the smoke and bucked Arctic in the head, sending him flying towards the town itself. Unfortunately his landing wasn’t the stand selling pillows, Instead, it was the market stand selling cactuses and other pointy plants. Ponies in the marketplace were surprised and frightened and started to run in all directions away from the ruined stand as Velvet teleported in front of said stand

“You’ve got the gall to barge in uninvited, nearly hurting my new friends, making me ruin one of my friends' buildings, AND ruining my new suit!” Velvet angrily yelled at Arctic as he pulled on the dirty suit for emphasis.

“BLOOD RED MOON!” A giant blast of red energy blasted out of the ruined stand, nearly hitting velvet as he teleported back just in time. Arctic got out of the wreckage with his top hat missing now. His fur color was a icy blue, snow white mane, and a sharp horn like Velvets but with colors matching the young stallion.

“You got spunk, colt.” Velvet got back into a proper posture and gave Arctic a sly smirk.” I’m feeling nice today, so I’ll let you go right now if you surrender-” Velvets horn lit up a sinister purple as his smirk turned into a sadistic grin.”Or i’ll kill you.”

Arctic replies by swinging his sword with surprising speed and hitting Velvet as he backs away, a clean gash appearing on cheek. The young necromance wasted no time and dash forward, ready to pierce Velvet but missed when he dogged to the side. Arctic blocked as Velvet raised a hoof and punched him into some food stalls. AArtic grabbed some of the smashed food and threw it at the older necromancer, causing him to once again dodge.

Velvet's eyes widened when Artic appeared to his side and blasted the same attack earlier, barely able to block it in time as he took a direct hit. The older necromancer went flying and crashed through several buildings before slamming into a sugar cube corner, making a small crater in the wall.

“I guess everypony was exaggerating a little too much.” Arctic smirked to himself as he sheathed his claymore. He turned around to leave when his ears picked up something in the distance.

“Death symphony!” Arctic was confused for a moment before his eyes went wide in horror at whose voice it was. From the direction he sent Velvet flying, a group of purple translucent pony skulls flew towards Artic at high speeds, a terrifying shriek coming from them.

Arctic was caught off guard as he tried to grab his sword in his magic. The skulls reached him before he could and impacted into him with tremendous force, breaking a couple of ribs in the process. The young necromancer fell back in pain as he felt Velvet vile magic run through his veins, the feeling of his muscles and skin withering as it did.

“W-What the Tarturas!” Arctic screamed in shock, not noticing how hoarse and rough his voice sounded. The magic disappeared and it allowed him to stand up.

He tried to stand back up but between his broken ribs and an aching pain in his back and hips made that action agonizingly slow and painful.

“Aww is grandpa trying to tough?” A voice cooed in a mocking way. “As a doctor, I don’t recommend physically pushing yourself and getting plenty of rest once you’re dead.” Arctic looked up to see Velvet standing over him, burnt and damaged flesh slowly regenerating, his horn glowing brightly.

“H-How?” Arctic eye’s widen even more upon hearing his aged voice. He noticed Velvet holding a mirror in his magic and looking into it, Arctic couldn’t believe what he was seeing. His once smooth, clean skin was now wrinkly and dried. Arctic's horrified eyes were sunken in and his hair looked to be falling out.

“Don’t worry, gramps, I won't kill you…” A now fully healed Velvet mocking cooed again. “I’ll just put you in cold storage until I’m ready to play with you~” He put a hoof to his chin with an almost lustful gaze.

Arctics face contorted in a look of pure anger has his horn let out a bright flash blinding Velvet in the process. The older necromance rubbed his eyes but was sent flying back again when Artic kicked him with surprising strength. Velvet slammed his hooves into the ground stopping himself and was able to see again after blinking a couple times.

“BLOOD RED MOON!” Arctic appeared beside Velvet and blasted the red beam. Velvet dodged this time and returned the attack with some basic magic shots, to which Arctic blocked with his sword.

Throughout the whole town, buildings were damaged or outright destroyed in the ensuing battle. Ponies that got caught in the crossfire received injuries from minor cuts and scratches, to broken or missing limbs despite Velvet attempts to keep others safe. Finally, Velvet had enough and charged all the strength he had into his back legs and bucked, the now middle aged, Arctic above town hall. Jumping after him, Velvet used his momentum to slam his front hooves Arctic and send him crashing through the roof of town hall, hitting each floor all the way down.

The pair quickly reached the bottom floor, their impact demolishing the wooden surface and kicking up huge dust clouds. Due to the lack of ponies in the building, the air was still and silent for the longest time before a battered and broken Velvet crawled out of the mini crater.

“Dear Celestia, that’s going to take a second to heal” Velvet hissed in pain as his broken limbs slowly healed. As he laid on the ruined wooden floor, Velvet felt strangely calm for somepony who sent himself falling through multiple floors.

‘Brother…how long has it been…how long must I keep going like this until I get my revenge?’ Velvet thought to himself.

He thought about the multiple decades he has been alive, the multiple decades of needless bloodshed. It would have been a simpler time if his brother hadn’t joined the dark moon legion. His brother would become a loving father someday, Velvet would be able to properly pursue his dream of being a true doctor, and maybe his father would be proud of them.

Tears ran down the left side of Velvet's face as he thought of the ‘what if’s’ in his head. He was only brought out of his depressing thinking to the sound of something grunting. Looking up from his lying position, Velvet was surprised to see Arctic crawling out of the crater as well, looking far worse then what Velvet looked like before. Velvet gained his sadistic smile once again as he finished healing and stood up, walking slowly towards the broken necromancer while chuckling.

“I must say, I haven’t had that much fun in a while~” Arctic noticed Velvet standing over him. With disbelieving expression, he pathetically threw any tiny pebbles and wood chips around him in a vain attempt to attack. Velvet just gave a mocking scoff and pressed a hoof down onto one of Arctic broken legs, his screams of pain filling the room.

“Now you can tell me what I want to know or I'll kill you, simple as that.” Velvet said darkly. Instead of immediately responding, Arctic spat at Velvet, hitting in the chest.

“S-Screw y-y-you.” Arctic sneered. Velvet rolled his eyes in annoyance as he charged up his horn and stabbed it into the side of the broken necromancer, then removing it. Soon, a searing pain filled throughout Arctic’s body, causing him to rive in pain with his screams echoing out once more.

“I call this little trick sentient infection.” Velvet began, sounding like a teacher lecturing his students. “Ironically enough it’s not actually sentient unless I’m powering, but that's besides the point. The point is, think of it as a million tiny magic bugs crawling around inside your blood vessels. I can make them heat up, cool down, heal you, or tear you from the inside out.”

“Right now, they are at the point of causing you heat stroke, and the symptoms are showing.” Velvet looked over Arctic's body, his fur and skin shined with a cold sweat, he had an unfocused look in his eyes, and could feel the heat coming off him. “So you can either die of heat stroke or simply tell me what I want to know.” Velvet explained with a hoof raised to his side.

For a while, the Arctic didn’t respond. It got to the point where Velvet thought that his spell already killed him. But after all that waiting, Arctic nodded weakly and Velvet smiled as he dissipated the spell.

Arctic eyes widened as he sucked in a deep, refreshing breath of air. He laid there in silence yet again, taking in breaths as the sweat of his body did the best of cooling him off.

“Now, who was it that sent you after me?” Velvet angrily asked.

“It…It was the council.” Arctics answered in a raspy and dried voice.

“Not what I meant…” Velvet's horn faintly glowed, to which Arctic flinched. “I mean, who sent in the request?” Velvet demanded this time, his horn glowing a little more brightly.

“It was…” Arctic was about to answer when his eyes rolled back and back arched, letting out silent screams as blood flowed out of his eyes. Velvet sighed in exhaustion and total irritation as he used his magic to levitated the suffering stallion in the air.

“Honestly I should have seen this coming.” The magic around Arctic glowed brightly for a moment before going dim, the stallion going unconscious with his chest slowly rising and falling.

Velvet levitated Arctic onto his back as he left the building where a crowd of ponies were waiting. The elements came dashing out of the crowd and ran up to him with concern on their faces as applejack spoke up.

“Mr. Night, are ya ok? Twi told us what happened.” Applejack noticed the unconscious stallion on Velvet's back and gave him a glare.” Is that the varmin that’s been causin’ all this trouble?” She asked with a sneer.

“Indeed he is my dear farmer, but he isn’t a problem for the moment. I’m going to get him to a hospital and treat him myself whether or not they allow it. ”Velvet looked over to twilight with a soft smile. “Twilight my dear, would you be so kind as to write to the princess for me?” The studious mare nodded, Velvet giggled at her awkwardness as he walked off.

“I’ll follow him to make sure he isn’t doing anything…weird.” Rainbow dash whispered to her friend, rocketing off into the sky quickly after

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“Damn, that brat is stronger than I realized.” An old, gruff sounding voice angrily said to himself.

He stood up from a fancy looking stone chair as he trotted over to a metal railing. On the over side was a large rounded area, candles and bonfires lit the area as hooded ponies drew a complicated summoning circle onto the floor with white chalk.

“I need him out of the way before the time comes for him to rise.” The stallion put his front hoofs on the railing as he looked down at the working ponies. “I will not have another accident.”

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It was a chilly night at the docks of manehattan as Minty breeze sat not too far away from a sizable crowd of lunar guards. It was the night of the bust and to say everypony was nervous would be an understatement. Minty was the worst off of the bunch, he had never been a fighter in his life and being in the middle of a potential fighting zone terrified him.

The feeling of somepony wrapping their hoof around him caused him to jump and yelp in fright. Looking over, it was Commander Rocky road, who had a cheeky grin on his face.

“DON’T DO THAT SIR, YOU ALMOST GAVE ME A HEART ATTACK!” Minty angrily yelled, giving his best angry pout that only made Rocky laugh.

“Sorry Mr. Breeze, I saw an opportunity and took it. Besides, you have nothing to worry about.” Rocky said with a confident smile.

Seeing the usually stoic Rocky road smiling was kinda weird for Minty, but not as unusual as the solar commander leading an operation with the lunar guard. The Lunar guard Commander came down with a sickness not too long ago, so Celestia put Rocky in charge for the time being ,much to his already messed up sleep schedule.

“You say that, but you're not the one who has to interrogate the scary necromancer after words.” Minty weary argued, to which Rocky only laughed again.

“Cheer up Minty, I’ve always believed in you to be strong in these types of situations. Like that other Necromancer you talked to, we got a lot outta him because of you.” Rocky road smiled as he lightly punched Minty’s elbow with a hoof.

Minty gave a small smile at Rocky road confidence. He has been with Rocky for a long time now, ever since Minty started working as a royal interrogator/ detective. Since then, the solar Commander has been something of an older brother figure to Minty, always there to pick him up or give advice when needed.

Rocky road got up and walked through the crowd of lunar soldiers until he stopped at the edge of the hill that was overlooking a brick warehouse. Minty joined by his side as 3 lunar guards flew in up to them, their powerful leathery wings blowing back Mintys mane a little.

“I want a status report, are there any traps or unseen sentries we should know about.” Rocky asked, now with his usual stoic expression and tone.

“Nothing from what we saw sir. The other scouting groups said the same thing, no traps or look outs.” The bat pony reported a slight grimace appearing on his face.

“It sounds suspicious alright.” He turned around to face his stallions as he raised a hoof to the sky. “Gentle colts, we will process as planned but with extreme caution, do you understand?” Rocky ordered, the crowd all saluted and responded with ‘yes sir!’ as they all started to move in.

Minty watched Rocky lead the lunar guards to the warehouse with extreme concern. Cinnamon twist, now in a trench coat matching her fur color, sat beside Minty with a cocky smile.

“Don’t worry Breezy, Like Big and brooding said, you're one tough cookie and got nothing to fear.” Cinnamon said while patting Mintys back.

Minty only responded with silence as he stared at the night sky. He didn’t know how long he sat there, minutes, hours, he didn’t know until he felt Cinnamon frantically shaking him. Minty snapped out of his thoughts and the first thing he noticed was the warehouse that was currently going up in flames. Minty’s eyes widened in horror, not even noticing Cinnamon shouting at him as he got up and ran towards the blazing inferno.

Once there, Lunar guards and hooded ponies fought each other, swords and spear clashing, magic bolts flying through the air, and pegasi falling out of the sky. Minty ignored it all as he spotted Rocky dash into the blazing warehouse, followed by another hooded figure.

Minty ignored his fear and ran as fast as his leg would let him. He busted past the broken doors to see Rocky road looking around, not noticing the hooded figure about to stab him with a dagger. The sudo-detective steeled his nerves and ran full force into the hooded pony, sending him crashing into a pile of crates, the sudden noise getting Rocky’s attention.

“Minty, what in Tartarus are you doing here?” A bewildered Rocky asked.

“I saw…this place burning up…got worried…saved you” Minty said between heavy breaths, a hoof pointing at the knocked out hooded figure that tried to attack him. “I should be asking you that question too.” he said with a worried look.

“When me and the lunar guard got here, the place suddenly exploded and these necromancers started to rush out, blades swinging. Right now I’m looking for the fire alarm so I can activate the sprinklers.” Rocky said, pointing to said fire switch that was blocked by rubble and fire.

Minty started to formulate a plan in his head, it was the least he could do. A couple of moments later a bulb went off in Mintys head.

“I got a plan.” He said with a determined expression. He expanded his wings and took off towards the fire switch, shocking Rocky, but not for that reason.

“MINTY WATCH OUT!” Rocky yelled with panic heavy in his voice. Minty looked back for a second before a spear was thrown by a trapped legion member stabbed through his wing, causing him to crash land in a clear admiss of destruction.

Rocky rushed through the rubble, dodging falling scaffolding and metal, until he fortunately arrived at Minty.

“S-Sir, you’ve got to throw me to the switch.” Minty weakly said.

“Are you insane, in your condition, I can’t just throw you!” Rocky road yelled in disbelief. He looked around for a way out until Minty’s hoof rested on his chest.

“I’m fine, like you said, I’m strong when times get tough.” Minty stood up, grunting in pain from his injured wind that hung limply at his side. “NOW THROW ME!” Minty screamed.

Rocky road wanted to argue, but at this rate they’d both be crushed if he didn’t do something. So gritting his teeth, He picked up Minty in his right foreleg and twirled around at fast pace, letting go at the right moment sending the injured pegasus ‘flying’.

Minty landed near the switch with a thud and pained grunt. It took a minute for the spinning vision to stop, but Minty got back up and limped to the fire switch. Suddenly, the roof above him started to collapse, Rocky road noticed this and started to rush for Minty, who didn’t hear his cries through the consistent ringing.

Eventually, Minty reached the fire switch and pulled it down with his one good wing and collapsed to the floor. Alarms blared as water sprayed from the ceiling and putting the fires out. Unfortunately, the rubble above gave way and fell, inching closer and closer to Minty. The last thing he saw before passing out was the figure of a stallion covering him.

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It had been a long afternoon for velvet night. He sat in a nearby chair next to the operating room and he helped save ponies lifes, including the necromancers. Surprisingly, after a bit of yelling and a couple of light threats, Velvet was allowed to assist in operating as a surgeon after Twilight confirmed his abilities as a stallion of medicine.

Or maybe it was because the hospital was under staffed due to the destruction he and Arctic caused. Whatever it was, Velvet didn’t find any excuse that would make his guilt disappear. He tried his hardest to keep others away from the destruction, but in the end it was for not.

“Brother, I could use your advice right about now” Velvet said under his breath, a sad smile plastered on his face. The halfway door to the operating room was opened by Twilight, who quickly spotted Velvet and walked up to him with a happy grin.

“How are you doing Velvet?” She asked, a faint look of nervousness in her eyes. Velvet noticed this and giggled at her, which Twilight flinched at. “What’s so funny?” A flustered Twilight demanded.

“Oh nothing-” Velvet looked down at his hoof, which was covered in mostly dried blood.”-I think the look of blood doesn’t suit me either. Certainly doesn’t feel like it.” Velvet grimaced in disgust.

“S-Sorry.” Twilight sighed in embarrassment. “Let's go back to my place and you can get cleaned up there.” she offered.

Velvet only nodded with a neutral expression. Twilight was slightly off put by his less cheery attitude, it reminded her of the time pinkie got the same way, but just chalked it up to him being tired.

“Well, when you’re ready to leave, I’ll be waiting outside.” Twilight said, quickly leaving the hallway to give Velvet room.

‘I’m not disgusted with the blood, I'm disgusted with myself.’ Velvet thought as he slowly made his way out of the hallway to clean up in the bathroom.