Corruption is Magic

I sit at the table in the living room of Alexander’s house, upon the table is a note that I glare at. Who does he think he is, being gone for an entire day? I mentally grumble. The note, written by Alexander, having told me that he would be gone for most of today. Hearing a sound off to my right I look to see Alexander coming in through the door. “And where have you been?” Jumping at my sharp tone Alexander smiles to me as he lifts a bag up to show me.

“I realized yesterday after the funeral that you never got your bag. I decided to go get one with a bit of extra magic to it.” Alexander explains as he opens the bag and manages to reach his entire arm into the small pouch-like bag.

“Wait, is that pocket dimension magic?”

“Well well. I take it you know if this kind of thing?” Alexander says pulling his arm out of the pouch and tossing it to me which I catch.

“Know of it? I studied this kind of thing back in my world… The only issue is that every time one was attempted there was some fault which caused immense damage to the area around the object being enchanted.”

“You would be surprised how many either skilled or just reckless people live here.” Alexander chuckles as he walks closer to me. “Oh, I also took the liberty to grab your flintlock and other stuff. I might have also gotten you something else.”

Looking at him confused he points to the pouch which I open and look inside, suspended in a frozen state of levitation in the inky black void inside are my flintlock, the bullets and cartridges, and a necklace. Reaching in I pull out the necklace and look at it. The design is simple with a black metal chain with a pendant that depicts golden scales. “The pendant represents Justice, it’s a common depiction of justice in many worlds I have seen at least.” Alexander explains and as I examine it I notice the presence of magic on the item.

“What does it do?”

“You might have noticed but I knew something had happened… then. I actually have been keeping a viewing spell on you to ensure you are safe. I can’t keep my view of you up constantly or risk getting dizzy and feeling as if I’m having an out of body experience when I return my view to normal. So I do periodic checks on you if you are out in public or I haven’t been around you for a bit. Yes, even when you are here.” Alexander admits and though it's a severe invasion of my privacy I now get it.

“You also keep an eye on Olvin, right?”

“Oh no, no no. The Prime Evils as a whole keep a spell on him that notifies us all if he says certain things. He caused quite a few alarms to ring over the years but nothing too crazy has ever been said… that is till he talked to you.” Alexander chuckles. “Anyways, that pendant should help this tough situation though. It will even make it so I can rest easy not checking in as much on you. I had it so that if you say my name and to help you then I’ll get a notification like the one I would get about Olvin’s offenses but this time I would be told where you are in relation to me.”

That’s actually pretty handy… I’m surprised I hadn’t ever thought of making something like this before. Looking back at the pendant I see my reflection in the gold that forms the scales. Justice huh, what justice is there in this world. Thinking that I recall something Alexander and Gomra asked me. Putting the necklace on I smile and look at Alexander who smiles back at me. “I think it’s about time we figure out where that Incubus is.” Getting a wide smile spread across Alexander's face he looks at me with sadistic glee.

“I thought you would never say those magical words.” With a snap of his fingers my dress is fixed to a more presentable state and the little bit of blood I couldn’t clean off suddenly vanishes. “We must look our best for these filthy creatures.”

***

Arriving at the walled city I quickly catch sight of the guards giving us looks of shock and… terror? Walking up to one I smile at them which seems to unnerve them more. “You wouldn’t happen to know where the wasp girl who died yesterday gets her… slaves. Would you?” I say sweetly placing a hand on the leather armor chest of his. Feeling him tremble I feel something in me revel in his terror. You didn’t help me when my friend was dying, you deserve to be scared.

“S-S-she gets them f-from the market. A major B-broker in slaves.” Satisfied with his answers I pat him on the chest and head through the gate.

“My Dear. You are absolutely terrifying when you want to.” Alexander chuckles as he joins me once again.

“I learned from the best.” I chuckle as we walk through the crowds of people. Heading down past the clothing shop, alley to the black market and finally to the general market center. “You wouldn’t mind me taking the lead right?” I ask, getting a boisterous laugh from Alexander.

“My dear, you can most definitely take the lead. I wish to see what you shall do.” Alexander says and I feel glee fill my body. I don’t care anymore, I want revenge. I want to see that Incubus dead and I want it done by my hands. No one will get between me and my goal. Walking over to the center of the market I look around slowly as I walk around in search of people in the same clothing as Gomra was in and with a device around their necks. It doesn't take long for my eyes to fall upon a bipedal lion man in a suit trying to entice people to get one of his slaves. Walking over to him I see his eyes land upon me.

“Ah, miss. Do you find your house work beneath you? If so please think about buying one of the best selections of merchandise this side of the great red sea. I only ever have the best and I guarantee satisfaction with your purchase or your corruption back after return of the product.” The Lion man offers and I smile at him but every word he says drives another nail into his coffin in my mind.

“Tell me, do you know an Incubus that might have sold you a Goblin female not too long ago?” I ask sweetly and the lion chuckles.

“Oh you mean Vo. Quite the deal he offered, He offered to give me that girl and much more if I funded his campaign to become King. Having ties to royalty alone was enticing but getting that great product was a blessing.” Vo, now I have a name for that son of a bitch. Clenching my teeth I grin feeling my conviction solidify.

“Thank you.”

“You are very wel-”

“For proving to me you aren’t worth letting go.” I say as I snap my fingers and grab the lion in my magic by his throat. As I squeeze his throat an idea pops into my head. If I took the viewing spell Alexander used on my and connected it to illusion magic… “Alexander?”

“Yes my dear?”

“How many cities and towns do you mentally recall the locations of?”

“I have been to many places in the world. Why do you ask?”

“I want you to use your viewing spell and connect it to an illusion spell and have the illusion play in most major cities.” I explain looking at Alexander who seems confused. “I want to make sure he gets the message. Wherever Vo is.” Realizing my plan Alexander grins maniacally before responding.

“Very well, however you are going to carry my haggard body home.”

“I can deal with that.” I say letting the lion breathe again.

“Alright, just gotta… There we go.” As Alexander says the word ‘go’ an illusion of myself erupts above us in the center of the market showing Alexander's general view of me. Thank you Alexander for making it easy to tell where the view is for the world to see.

“Hello everyone in this sick, twisted and honestly vile world. My name is Twilight Sparkle. I would say it’s nice to meet you but… well, it isn’t. I hate to say it but ever since my arrival in this world I have had horrible situation after horrible situation happen to me. Is that me complaining? Yes!” I say chuckling at how I am just talking to Alexander who is giving me a thumbs up. “However, unlike most who would also complain like myself, I plan to do something about this injustice. You see, not long ago I ran into Vo. The person trying to become King currently. I know this thanks to this friendly little Lion.” I purr as I use my magic to yank the lion forward to show the world.

“It turns out Mr. Vo didn’t like that I beat the lights out of him and put him in his place after he tried to violate me. So he broke my horn, well guess what Vo, I still have my magic.” I say yanking the Lion to and fro demonstrating my magical abilities. “Yet you also took two people I met in this world near and dear to me. You sold one to this lion as a slave, the second you still have. Now you could try and kill her or make her suffer to hurt me… However, any hell you put her through, know that I will inflict that same pain a thousand times over.” I growl out at the thought of him hurting Gelfree.

“To demonstrate. I’ll use the man who sold off Gomra.” Bringing the Lion in front of me I gleefully look at everyone who has stopped in the market, all but a few people watch either me or the illusion of myself in hushed whispers and captivation. Slowly I grab on to the device in his pocket and a collar the slaves wear. lean in to Alexander and whisper. “I think he should get a taste of his own medicine.” Clicking the collar around his neck I check the device and see numbers and a power level. Checking his collar I see a zero nine. Setting the device to the number I max out the power and press the button at the bottom and am greeted to an air deprived scream as if he were being stabbed.

“Oh my, that was hardly hard enough.” I happily say prancing around him in glee. “A bit harder, with your whole body now!” I say as I press the button again causing the Lion to thrash around and howl in agony as he claws at the device and my magic. His suit getting torn and pulled with each attempt to claw himself free. “That’s more like it, How about you all?” I turn my head to the slaves that watch me. “You want to get back at him do you not, Well come on then. Give him a good zap.” I happily offer the device to them. The first to come up to me is a tall green skinned man who walks past the device and clenches his fists and begins to pelt the Lion with blow after blow. Before long blood, teeth and drool lay on the hard ground and the large green skinned person walks over to me a fist to his chest.

“To death, I give you my life as thanks for my freedom.” I feel a smile spread across my face as I wrap my magic around his collar and with a bit of difficulty I break it and send it to the floor.

“I welcome you to my company.” I say feeling my corruption wriggle with joy. “And as for the rest of you I welcome you to join me as I seek to challenge Vo and take the throne myself.” I say to the slaves but also to the rest of the world. “I will take this wretched hell and work to make it a better place for all. Those that don’t like it, will be dealt with accordingly.” I say before summoning a thin bit of magic and swiping at the Lion’s neck. With sickening ease the head is cut from the rest of his body sending it toppling to the ground. “I will get Vengeance for those like me, for the weak and small, for all those who have been wronged. So be careful what you do.”