Havran was in the middle of a flight heading down to Ponyville to get away from the city noise once more. After his first visit, he noticed that he quite enjoyed the slower and calmer streets of the small town in the valley below the capital. The young man, now seventeen, had been living his life in this world for five years now. And he has become quite fond of the beings that mainly inhabit the realm. Not to mention, he had been learning all about this world’s magic and its history. The one thing that bothered him about their magic though is that it felt so…limited. Back in his world, magic was limitless and could be expressed in far more ways than what it could be here.

Not only that, but he has come to know a few of the ponies here on a rather personal level. Even coming to know the princess herself as she seemed to favor him and Twilight out of the whole class even though he had specifically told her not to treat him anymore better than a regular student. But, she just seems to treat him as if he was her own son. She was the motherly type after all. Perhaps because she didn’t have a child of her own? Who knows. He was just happy that things were going so well…for now.

As he lands in the middle of the town, several ponies take notice as he comes out of his unsupported flight form and simply offer him a wave and a smile in greeting. When they first saw him make his entrance, they thought he was some kind of spirit or evil creature that came to haunt them. But, after a few more visits, they realized that he was just someone coming to visit them every now and then. Havran smiled under his mask and waved back to them before continuing on foot. He wasn’t there for anything in particular. Just there to hang out and maybe grab a bite to eat at one of the local food shops.

As he walked about the town, he noticed quite a few pegasi flying over and moving about dark clouds overhead. A tall tale sign that it was going to be raining here rather soon. It always fascinated Havran how they did things down here when it came to things such as weather when in Canterlot, the seasons changed magically. When the pegasi from Cloudsdale worked to manually change the weather here.

Havran finally decided on stopping at the local sweets shop. He knew they didn’t serve any kind of meat in this town so he opted for something sweet instead. He decided at the proper time as well as it began pouring rain once he had stepped into the building. As he opened the door, the bell rang as it opened and closed, signaling to whoever was behind the counter that a potential customer was now inside. It was a cotton candy pink earth pony who looked rather soft and curvy, she looked like she definitely bloomed early as she also still looked like she was younger than him in the face. “Be right with you-!” she stopped at the end of her sentence before leaping over the counter and running at Havran at full speed “A new friend! She shouted gleefully.

Havranw as quick to pull out his wand and react”Protego!” he shouted as a bubble like forcefield formed around him, stopping the filly in ehr tracks as he face pressed in on it like she was staring at something through the window with excitement. “Oooh, and you can use magic to! But you don’t have a horn!” she then gasped “You aren’t a pony are you?! You must be the Havran guy I have heard about from some of the other ponies in town! I have been trying to find you to welcome you here for ages now! But you always seem to sneak passed me, Mr. Sneaky-snake!”.

Havran twirled and flicke his wand once more in her direction, casting the langlock curse upon her to prevent her from talking. She was going ninety miles an hour in her speech and it was starting to annoy Havran slightly “Slow down and take a breath, good god, girl!” he finally said as he watched her continue to try and talk in muffled noises while flailing at his protective bubble. When she finally realized she couldn’t break through it, she huffs through ehr nose and finally comes down before Havran finally lowers the bubble and releases the curse on her muzzle.

“Ehehehe..sorry, I get so excited when I meet new ponies….” She said as she scratched the back of her head. Havran waved his hand dismissively and offered a light smile under his mask “Its fine, you just startled me was all. Never had anyone try to greet me in such a..enthusiastic manner. But yes, I am the one known as Havran. Havran Mortanius at your service.” he said with a bow while placing a hand on his chest before coming up from his bow. The filly ‘Ooooh’d at his name “That’s a pretty fancy pants name you got there! Do you come from some kind of rich family?” she asked as she hopped closer to him.

Havran shook his head in response “I have no family actually. I never even had a mother or father. I simply appeared here one day with nothing but a name, knowledge and my wand.”. The filly stopped her hopping about and lowered her ears as she gazed down at the floor, her mane dropping to a perfectly straight style as she digs her hoof into the wooden floor “Oh…I am sorry I brought that up..”. Havran shook his head as she saw her expression…and apparently her mane drop “Nonono, it's perfectly fine! It's not like I have any sad memories or anything. Hell, I don’t have any memories of my life before I was brought here to this world. So don’t feel bad for anything.”. Suddenly the pony’s happy expression and mane puffed up and she was back to bouncing around him before she swung her arms around him in a hug “Well, don’t yuou worry! Your big sister Pinkie Pie is here for you now!”.

Havran blinked a few times and returned the hug “Big sister? I think I might be a couple years older than you. I am seventeen.”. She blinks as well before responding “Then your little sister is here for you! And yes, I am actually fifteen myself!” she said as she reluctantly released his from one of the softest, warmest hugs he had ever received. She felt rather pleasant in an embrace. “Ah, so your name is Pinkie Pie huh? A rather suitable name from what I can see. I take it that you work at this establishment?”. She nodded multiple times before hopping behind the counter “Mhm-mhm, I work here and I live in the space above the whole shop! My family owns a rock farm out of town. But my profession is sweets and parties!”.

Havran nodded as he walked over to the display case and leaned down to look at all the sugary goodness. The cakes and other sweets looked so well crafted and made from scratch to boot. He was indeed having a hard time picking some out as stared at them for the longest time. “Might I make a suggestion?” asked Pinkie Pie. Havran nodded in response. “I can tell that you are a chocolate cake with buttercream icing kind of guy! AM I right?” She asked as she presented him with a box of that very same kind of cupcakes seemingly out of nowhere. What sorcery was this? Havran leaned in for a closer look and took a few sniffs, and they smelled absolutely amazing to “Mmmh…those look and smell wonderful. And you are right. For some reason, that really appeals to me. I will take four of them.” Pinkie grabs a to-go bag and places them neatly inside the bag before sliding them over to Havran. He then reaches into his satchel and pulls out the amount of bits needed and pays the filly. “Thank you for coming to SUgar Cube Corner! But…you aren’t leaving now are you..? It's pouring out there!” she said as she flailed her arms to show her emphasis.

Havran chuckled lightly and took out his wand and swirled it above his head before holding it up like he was holding an umbrella “Don’t you worry about me, Pinkie. I will make sure to stay dry.” he said as he walked out the door, the rain bouncing off of a large half sphere force field that floated above him, keeping him very dry indeed. As he continued on his way, he couldn’t help but feel that someone was watching him as he passed by a building that reminded him of one of those posh rich pony stores he had frequently seen in Canterlot. “Heheh, I guess even a small town like this has a few of those hoity toity types huh?”” he asked himself.

Before he could move on, he heard the sound of the building’s door open and a rather posh voice call out to him “Excuse me, dear! You shouldn’t be out in the rain! Please, come inside and stay until it lets up at least!”. Havran was doing absolutely fine under his magic umbrella, but if she insisted he’d come in, he would. He turned on one foot before making his way into the clothing establishment, lowering his wand before watching the door close behind him. Who he saw actually made his heart skip a beat with how absolutely beautiful she was. A white unicorn with long wavy purple hair and sparkling sapphire blue eyes. He almost dropped his wand, even.

Havran shok his head to get himself composed before pocketing his wand in his coat “Erm, thank you for the invitation. But I was doing alright. You didn’t need to bother with me.” The unicorn shook ehr head before smiling up at Havran `Nonsense! No one should be out in this weather unless you are a pegasus! And you most certainly do not have wings…or hooves for that matter! However, your clothing tells me that you are a rather well kept stallion~. And that is enough to catch my attention for sure. Please, make yourself comfortable in the parlor. I will get some tea ready> I want to know all about where you got such a wonderfully edgy fashion sense~.”.

Havran made his way to the parlor, finding a couch in front of a small coffee table before making himself comfortable. He then looked down at his satchel and shrugged “Well, she is providing me with tea, I don’t mind providing the snacks.” he said before pulling out the cupcakes he had bought before neatly setting them out on a decorated plate he had just happen to have in his bag as well. From what he could tell, the place smelled rather..new. It must have just opened up rather recently. “She must be at least a year older than me if she is living alone with ehr own business. Good for her, start out when you are young.” he said to himself as he reached into his bag and grabbed a book he was reading while he waited for her.

As he sat there reading, he noticed it took a rather long time for her to make some tea. That was when he heard it, a commotion going on in what he assumed was the kitchen. The pouring rain against the roof had drowned out quite a bit of noise, but the faint sound of breaking glass and the sound of a female and male struggling was evident now that Havran was focusing in on the sounds. HJavran placed the book down on the table and removed his mask before he quickly made his way to the room where the sounds where coming from. What he saw when he peeked around the corner shocked him for a moment. But right after that, a heated rage filled up inside of him. There were three stallions surrounding the unicorn, her clothing torn off to the point where she was fully naked and their hands squeezing and fondling her all over with their pants down. Her face was full of distraught and tears flowed down ehr cheeks, running ehr makeup.

Havran drew his wand and pointed it at the group, his amethyst eye radiating with a smokey glow showing just how angered he was, even his wand started sparking angrily. “BOMBARDA!” shouted Havran as the spell flew towards the group of older looking disheveled stallions, sending them through the botique’s wall and out into the pouring rain. The sheer force of it causing them quite a bit of pain along with being sent through a wall. Havran walked past the unicorn who was still sobbing on the floor, removing his coat and placing it around her so that she was covered up.

She looked up at Havran as he passed by, seeing just how angry he was by the way his eyes stared dagger at the males who had attempted to rape her. Havran now stood in front of the stallions, his hands shaking with rage before he swung his wand around like a whip “Crucio…crucio…CRUCIO! CRUCIO! CRUCIO!” he casted the torture curse over and over on all three of them, their screams of pain breaking through the heavy rain as red light sparks all over their body. For some reason, this act that they attempted on the unicorn really hit home for him, almost like it brought up a painful memory he no longer possessed but, his heart seemed to still remember it clear as day.

Havran now stared down at the stallions who were writhing in agony from the repeated barrage of the torture curse. There was one more spell that he had on his mind. And he wanted so badly to cast it. And he was going to mean it too. It even got to the point where a green light started arcing from his wand. “ENOUGH, HAVRAN!” boomed a commanding voice as a golden light appeared. The sudden entrance disperses the weather all together, leaving only just the grey sky now. “That’s..enough..” said Celestia in a rather shaky voice.

Havran looked over Celestia and back to the stallions. He lowered his wand slowly, the scene of what had happened before him playing out over and over in his head, watching the white unicorn crying and struggling against the groping hands of her would be rapists only fueled him further into anger, his breathing became heavy and quick, his shoulders rising up and down with each breath. It was too late for Celestia to pull him out of his rage now. As the heavy rain resumed, Havran reared back his wand and shouted the spell as loud as he could with as much conviction he had. ”NO!” Celestia shouted as she reached out toward him. “AVADA KEDAVRA!” He growled. The thunder boomed and the lightning struck, green light flying towards all three of the stallions and sending them flying back again. And this time, they stopped moving completely.

Havran’s breathing finally slowed down as he now stared at the lifeless bodies before him. It took a few minutes for him to finally realize just how far he had gone. He looked over at Celestia who now had a rather saddened expression on her face like a mother who was disappointed in her child. And for some reason, that look stung Havram quite a bit. “Havran..what have you done..?” Celestia asked as she lifted her head back up to gaze at Havran. He said absolutely nothing in response to her question, he simply turned and ran away from her before apparating away. To where? No one would know for a while.

Author's Note

I think the music I chose for the final scene fits rather well. It set well with Havran's rising rage until it finally broke free.

May the darkness grant you peace.