Anon stared at the icy screen helplessly. Unable to prevent his current ongoing actions as he attacks Twilight. The human's fists were balled tightly, enough to draw blood. "Stop this." Anon demanded with gritted teeth, turning to the creature who just looked at him with a smirk that threatened to tear into its own face.

The creature chuckled hearty, placing a hand on Anon's shoulder that was immediately swatted away. "Y̫͑o̹̾u̗͛ ͍̈́g̟̒ḯ̭v̯̀e̫̕ ͙͗ṃ̈́ȩ̄ ̰̿f̳͘â̜r̯͊ ̣̇ṭ́o͈͌ȯ̡ ̠͂m̼͝ů͜c͎̎h̭̓ ̜̆ċ̮r̹̒ẹ̈́ḑ̍ḭ̇t̳͑" It stated in mock pride. "͎̅N̹̄ò̘,͔̋ ̩͝t̗̀ḣ̥ï̬s̤̍.̳͑"̗͠ It started, holding its arms out towards the screen. "̛͚T͔͠h̗̓i͇̇s̞͠ ̹̒i̼͆s̹͐ ̱͝a͉̽l̖̎l̩̍ ̟͠y͑͜ôͅu̞̕.̨̈́ ͛͜I̩̋ ͉́s̺͝i͖̽m͖̽p̳̎l̖͂y͕̓ ̱̒j̳̀ū̳s͉̓t̫͒ ͖͂j̜̀u͚͂m͎̎ṕ͖ȇ̲d̩̅ ̣̀a̤͋t̘̐ ̟̎a͇̓ ̬͆r͎͝i̭̕p͇̅ę̽ ̣̏õ̪p̲͆p̳͂ò̥r͕͂t͚͗u͍̐n̗͝ĩ͚t̛͍ÿ̻́ ͈̋ǎ͙n̡͋d͚̉ ̲̀b̢͆r̩̄ỏ̪ū̮g̳̈h̹́t̝̿ ̙̀ÿ̩́o͖͌u͙͒ ̹̄h͎̑ȅ̟r̗̍ē̗.̤̀" The creature rubbed it's blackened hands together as it licked its lips. "̘̅Á̢ļ̾t̟̔h͓̑o͍̾ǔ̠g̥͊h͖̓,̭̇ ͔̅í͚f̬̎ ̠̀ẇ̪e̖̔ ̳̓c̾͜ǒ̠ů̞l͇̍d̠̈́ ̪̅s͚̀t̮́r̠͑i͙͗k̳̋e̘̓ ̥̑a̞̎ ̙̎d̠̍ê̝ä͚l̤̒.̯͌ ̤̋I̡͐ ͈̄m̥̉í͍g̬̐h̡͐t͚͝ ̹̈́ḅ͋e̲͑ ̳͒ẃ̼ỉ̲ĺ̝l̬̅i͚̒n͉̈g͙̋ ̫̓t̊͜o̪͋ ͕̃h̩̀e̡͊l̜̂p̹͠.̼̋"̙̕ It added, knowing the control it has over the human.

I looked back up yo the screen as he drank in all the chaos he was causing, a horrible pit formed in his stomach. "You're not going to hurt them?" The human almost demanded as he managed to tear his eyes away from the screen to meet the creature's gaze once more.

It simply chuckled, waving it's disfigured hand dismissively. ""̙̋I͎͌ ̹̆h̯̾á͉v̡̈́e̮̐ ͓̿n̳̆o̙͑ ͕̅í͜ñ̟t͚͐ě̳ȑ͕e̙͘s̟͌t͍͐ ̙͛i̢̇n̦̂ ͓̚t͙̏h̰̄o͉͊ṡ̟ḙ͝ ̬̒p̜̍o̝͠n̳̆i͉͒e̗̕s̹̐.͇̏ ͔́T͈͗h̙̓e̱̾y͇̓ ͔͌a͉͒r̗̄e̙̓ ̦͊ẗ̳́o̩͘ő͍ ̬̄s̲̅o̱̎f͇̐t̟͑,͘͜ ̙͊ṭ͝o̳͑o̝̕ ͈̃w̯̍e͉̋a̙͒k͎̕.͇̕ ̙́Ǐ̝ ̱̉o̱͂n̺͆l̛̳y͕͊ ̪̒w͔̚a̩̋n̡͌ț͑ ̣́ỳ̳ọ͋ų̄ ̣͝a̮͘n̪͗ḋ͈ ͇́ŷ̠o̪̿u̻̓ ̲͊a̻̿l̞̚o̻͂ņ̉ȇ̟.̣͐"̻͗ It replied. Anon should have felt some relief, in that he is not putting the ponies in more danger. But all he felt was hate. Why was it always him? He wondered, even these thoughts were probably feeding him.

"What are your terms?" Anon questioned, giving in to the creature's proposal. His eyes shifted to the crawling fog. Watching it wriggle and flow past him.

The creature's grin got impossibly wider. "̝̽Ì̱t͜͠'͙͘s̱̈́ ͚͌v̯̔e̺͋r̗͊y͓͛ ̢͒s̮̕i͑ͅm̱͛p͇̂l͉͂e̲͛.͔̕ ̤̐İ̭ ̜͛w̡̅i̥͆l̫͛l͚̎ ͓͂a͍͊s̬̋s͙̀i͍̎s͚̾t̠͛ ̫͒q͉̏ṵ̕e͉͌ĺ͉l̃͜ì̭n̰͘g͍̈ ̉͜y̗͆o̤̍u͓͠r̊͜ ͓̈m̹͊a͖͛g̦͠ī̙c̩͝ạ͛l͖̐ ̪̓p̻̊o͂͜w̫͌e̺̕r̨͂.̠͝ ̹̈́Å̰ñ̡d͕͂ ̧̆ỉ̬n̜̉ ̠̓r̞̒e̟̕t̮̄û̯r̠̐n̩̄,̥͌ ̠̈́y̞͊o̗̊u͕̚ ̣͘s̠̈́ĥ̯a̩͠l̩̿ḻ̐ ͚͘w̑ͅi̫̊l͚͑l̯͗i͉͘n͕̉g̣͒ľ͉y͈͂ ͉̔ģ̔i̙͠v͉̉é̗ ̺̈m̖̀ȩ́ ̡̔y͈͆o̞̐ǘ̬r͉̐ ͔͝b̙̄ȏ̺d͓̄y̩̽ ̠͘w̮̚ẖ̋i̲̓l̤̂e̗̅ ͉͆ÿ̪́o̱͋ȕ͖ ̻͗s̢̓l̘̑ẻͅe̮͐p̨͝ ̪͊ṣ̏o̢͌ ̣͑I̟͗ ̻̌m͖̾a͖͋y̖̌ ̱͋f̛̳ȇ̙a͓͌s͚̓t̨́.̬̏"̦͠ It propositioned. Eagerly waiting for the human's answer.

"Give you my body?" Anon questioned. "Like take control and walk around with it, yeah fuck no." The human added with a scowl.

The creature showed his jagged teeth in a large smile. Chuckling before responding. "̙͗O͎͗h̛̖ ̠́n͔͂o̰͠.͚̓ ̢̉Ń͖o͖̕t̫́h͍̋i̙͘ń̹g͎̑ ̨̀l̮͛i̧̚k̲̍ȅ̮ ̮̈́ṭ̆h͚̊a͚̔t̞̋, ̗͗I̦̎ ̙͊ẁ̭ǐ͎l͇̍l̰̽ ̦̅s̳̒i̱̍ḿ͖p̣͝l̫̂y̥̽ ̢͋c̱̈́â̩ū͖s͙̅e̻̾ ͕̚y̮͠ǫ̍ủ̼ ̪̄a̙̿n͚͒g͓͒u͇͂i͎̋s͈̈́h̑͜ ̂ͅw̥͊h͙̔í͖ḻ̉e͙͊ ͇̑ÿ͍́o̠̅u͖̍ ̼͒s̪̀l̺͋ḛ̔e̬̓p̟͗ ̥̐ḁ̀n̮̈́ḓ͛ ̻̽f̜̒è̥ḁ̈́s̪̾t͎̕ ̘̋ų̿p̻̊ò̙n̯̆ ͉͘i̧̇ț̄.̻̀"̞͆ It explained.

"Oh that sounds much better." Anon commented sarcastically, rubbing his temples in circular motions, trying to understand fully the situation he's in. "Right so. In exchange for quelling my magic. I let you cause pain and shit while I sleep so you can eat." Anon said out loud. "And you will let me out of whatever the fuck this place is?" He questioned.

"̰͒B̹̍ụ̌t̙͘ ̪͠o̻̿f̡̓ ̧͐č͖o̬͐u̝͆r̨̕s̖͒é͜.̖̅"͕̔ The creature said simply before it offered his hand. It's fingers cracking slightly as they extended. "̭̕S͙͝ö͔́,̪͐ ͙̕d͙̅o͚̅ ͇̄w̮̚e̟̽ ͍͛h͇̀a̧͒v̝̑é̫ ͔͒a͚͂ ̤̽ḍ̀ḛ͝ą͘l͎̂?̃ͅ"͇͘ It questioned as it enjoyed watching the human squirm.

Anon sighed before he extended his hand to meet the creature's hand hesitantly. "Don't have much of a fucking choice now do I?" He asked rhetorically. Finally, their hands connected and Anon's eyes immediately shot open, they were met with blinding lights that forced him to shut his eyes once more. With a grunt, Anon held up an arm to block the light as he tried to get his bearings. He was clearly laid in a bed, but his currently sensitive eyes couldn't make out much else. Knowing that he was probably not in any immediate danger, the human took the slow approach, just waiting for his eyes to adjust. While it did not take too long, it still caused Anon to become impatient. Finally, his eyes adjusted to the room. He wasn't in the castle, he was in his own bed, in his own house near the Everfree Forest.

The human sat up, he checked his ankles and wrists for any restraints. When he found none, Anon stood up from the bed. "I don't know what's more worrying. The fact that I don't have restraints on, or the fact that I'm in my own bed." Anon commented to himself as he walked out of his bedroom into the living room. Opening the door, he saw Azrael cleaning.

"Hey." Anon greeted groggily, rubbing his eyes roughly.

The demon quickly spun around as a large smile spread across her features. "Oh good morning Sir. Glad to see you are doing alright." She greeted back before trotting to Anon.

"Hey Azrael. Quick question. If my magic went nuts, would you be able to subdue me or knock me out?" Anon questioned, causing the demon to tilt her head.

"I don't see why I couldn't, why is something wrong?" She asked, a feeling of concern beginning to rise.

Anon did not respond to her worried question. Instead, reaching up to the large metal clasp on the back of the collar. The human took a deep breath before taking it off. The lights on it began to flicker for a few moments before turning off. Anon held his breath as he tensed up, waiting for the impending rage to fill him. When nothing came, he felt a mixture of relief and dread. "Fuck, so it wasn't a dream." The human commented as he tossed the collar on the sofa. Azrael just looked equally stunned and confused.

"Umm, Sir. It was my understanding that without the collar you would lose control. Did Twilight manage to subdue your magic?" The demon asked.

The sat on the sofa as he roughly rubbed his face with his palms. "Nope, I'm just not going to be getting any good sleep for the foreseeable future." He explained cryptically. Not offering any insights on what could have transpired.

Azrael kept her eyes on his form, hoping for something more than his contextless comments. It would be what he said next that made her concern grow even more.

Anon finally took his hands away from his face as he looked the demon in the eyes, his tone serious. "Azrael when I sleep, unless I'm physically sleepwalking. I need you to promise me you will not wake my up."

Author's Note

Hey all. As always, thank you very much for reading. Please yell at me for any spelling or grammar mistakes.

Peace.